AUTHOR'S NOTES: Yeah, hi! It's me – cardcaptor girl! I am sorry that I made you wait for this chapter so long, but I had a LOT of homework to do, so couldn't write anything for a long time, but do not worry!(^_^) I'm not dead! I am very alive and ready to continue the enormous number of MeiLi fanfics! (Oh, by the way, my dear S+S fans, my Muse is doing great work lately, I am VERY inspired so don't worry: I HAVE A LOT MeiLi fanfics coming. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!)
Allrighty, now I am continuing with the next chapter of my newest story "Fate's Play" which is fully dedicated to one of my favorite writers: ~*Cristyl Li*~. Dear Cristyl, now for you I have a little neatly written message: WOULD YOU PLEASE POST MORE MEILI FANFICS? PLEASE???!!! TELL ME, WOULD YOU WANT ME TO DIE?!? HA? IF NOT, THEN PPPPPPPPLLLLLLLEEEEEEAAAAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEEE WRITE SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!hehe...(^_^) did I get to you?...
Fate's Play
Chapter 2:
Five minutes later I walked out of the bathroom all refreshed and "happy". When I walked into my room, Syaoran wasn't there. Thank goodness. I feel better already. Now what should I do? Stare at the wall for the rest of the evening or just go to sleep right away? Or maybe I could-... what is this? I turned around at the sudden noise I heard behind me. There was no one in the room. I went over to the door and closed it. There was that noise again...Where was it coming from? I felt a slight spook in my body, but then I remembered that life is not that interesting, so I might as well ignore the strange noise and go to b- There it is again! It's coming from my bed!
Slowly I came over to my bedside and bent down to look what's under it. There was...my long forgotten "Allison In Wonderland" book, a pair of slippers and gray dust. Okay, so I wasn't cleaning under my bed for sometime, but there was nothing supernatural there. Maybe it's just me, maybe I am paranoid freak.
I heard that quiet noise again, and now I was pretty sure that I wasn't paranoid and this noise was definitely coming from above. I got up from the floor and looked up at the ceiling, but I found nothing unnatural there. Where the hell is it coming from? Suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I saw something bright was glowing in the middle of my bed.
Magic.
That's what it was. Magic. Oh, then there's nothing to be afraid of. Considering my family it isn't unnatural. I came over to my bed again. Closer and closer, until my legs were attached to the bedside. Now, the glowing slowly started to fade away. When it was gone, the only thing that was left on my bed was a letter. A letter? Why do I suddenly feel like I'm in the world of Harry Potter?...A letter...?
Cautiously I unfolded the letter, fearing it could be something dangerous (Li clan has some enemies too), but as I opened the neatly folded piece of paper, there was nothing, but a text. The ink was made of gold and paper was made out of finest wood. Yes, my dear family is reach enough to send these kinds of letters.
Sitting down on my bed, I turned on some more light and concentrated on the beautiful text:
"Dear Miss Li Meilin.
We are pleased to tell you that you have been invited
to the "Carnival of Magic", which is going to happen this Friday,
at seven o'clock in the evening and end at twelve o'clock. This
"Carnival of Magic" is a Li, Yoturu and Rinohu clans' tradition.
The "Carnival of Magic" is
a tradition, which Li, Yoturu and Rinohu clans celebrate every twenty
five years as a symbol of a great friendship and piece between the clans.
We are hoping that you could come and cerebrate with us this great union of
the clans.
However, there's a famous "Carnival of Magic" traditions, which
everyone should follow in order to be at the celebration. We understand
that you have never been at such a celebration before, so in your favor we
shall list the tradition rules of "Carnival of Magic". The rules are:
1.) You have to wear an evening dress, which is supposed to be long,
until the floor.
2.) If you are involved in a relationship, then you shouldn't come to the
"Carnival of Magic", for this celebration may involve romance.
3.) Since you are a part of the clan Li, then you shall recognize
faces of other people from your clan; therefore our powerful magic
shall erase the memories of people's faces for this evening only, so that
you won't have to wear a mask at the "Carnival of Magic". There is
one "but", however. Those persons' faces, who you will see at the
"Carnival of Magic" will also be erased after the carnival itself.
That way you will never know what person you were talking to,
even after the "Carnival of Magic".
4.) In the great tradition of the "Carnival of Magic" you cannot
reveal your true name to anyone, at the "Carnival of Magic".
5.) To come to the "Carnival of Magic" you will use this letter.
The "Carnival of Magic" will be set in the other dimension,
as so decided the mighty clans Yoturu, Li and Rinohu. At exactly
seven o'clock in the evening, Friday, this letter shall open up
the portal to the other dimension, when the "Carnival of Magic"
will be held. That is the only way you can arrive to the carnival.
_______________________
We beg you to excuse us for such an inconvenience, if some of the
carnival rules might stop you from coming to the "Carnival of Magic",
but the rules are the great traditions of the clans Yorutu, Li and Rinohu.
The great magic of the clans shall support the "Carnival of Magic".
Please, enjoy yourself, for if you are happy, we are happy. And let us cerebrate
the great Li, Rinohu and Yoturu clans' biggest tradition!
Sincerely, Li Clan Leader.
P.S.: If you will decide not to come to the "Carnival of Magic"
(which would be a shame), then you have no need to inform us about it."
...Umm...I- I didn't actually think that our clan could do such a great magic. Wow, oh wow. To deal with lot's of peoples' memories like that, and to create another dimension...That takes a ton of magical powers. I wish I could do one millionth of all the magic *they* can do.
And wait...I think I've heard the story of this kind of carnival a long time ago from my father. But it was such a long time ago, that I didn't actually think this story was real. As it turns out it is. The *great* tradition of clans: Yorutu, Rinohu and Li *does* exist. Just think of it...the great "Carnival of Magic"...I wonder what it would be like to...
Yes, and the big question of the day would be: "If I should go to this "Carnival of Magic?" Well let's see: I have just a right dress for such an occasion, and I am not involved in a relationship, so the answer would be *no*. I can't come there...because...because...ooooohhhhhh! I don't even have a good reason not to come to this fabulous carnival, where I would have lots and lots of fun! But...I couldn't possibly...I mean not that I...but maybe I could just...I'm not sure that...but still I could...Uhh, forget it Meilin, you're not going anywhere since you lost all the interest in your life for the past three weeks, what good would this pathetic little party do to you? Better you just stay where you are, in your dim-dim room and stare at the wall for a couple of hours. And *THAT* will do to you more good, than this stupid carnival.
All right, now that I've solved this problem, I have to solve another. Syaoran. I have to talk to him, as much as I hate to do it. I need to explain myself to him and to return him this – I took off the beautifully made silver ring off my finger. I remember that day...the day he gave me this...
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"Meilin...Meilin...where are y-" the boy didn't get the chance to finish his sentence, because of the certain little girl, who jumped on him from behind. The little boy almost lost his breath and balance, when he felt her arms tightly wrapped around his neck and shoulders.
"Hiiiiii Syaoran! There you are!!! I missed you sooo much!" The little girl exclaimed.
"You...h-have seen...m-m- me just a c-couple of hours ago... and g-get off of me..."
"Oh, but I love you so much!"
"Meilin...please...I really need you to get off of me...I can't breathe..." The little girl finally gave up and let him go. The little boy turned to her and looked at the little girl seriously. "I need to talk to you Meilin."
"Oh really?!! Well what is it? What? I want to know! Tell me!"
"Would you be patient, please?"
"All right, but hurry please! I want to know everything that my Syaoran wants to tell me!"
The six year old Syaoran had to do the hardest thing yet. Never in his life he thought of doing it, but the boy had to do what Elders told him, otherwise he wouldn't be able be the Clan Li Leader. Little Syaoran remembered what his mother told him: ~* If you want to be more grown up to become strong and be the future Li Clan Leader – then you have to start doing grown up things. That means, you have to choose your future wife.*~
And Meilin was the only girl he knew, besides his sisters. Little Syaoran had no choice, but to propose to her. He knew: he had to be a real grown up, even if that would mean to do silly things like marriage proposal. Of course Syaoran had no doubt that Meilin would accept it, and be ecstatic following him for the rest of his life.
As much as he hated to do this...he had to.
"Well, Syaoran. What is it you wanted to tell me?"
"Meilin," the young boy took a deep sigh. He knew there was no other way around this.
"Yes?" Little Syaoran slowly got down on his knee and-
"Will you marry me?" He brought out a delicately made silver ring in his hand.
"OH SYAORAN!!!!! I can't believe this!!! Oh of course I will marry you!" The little girl was so happy, that her heart almost jumped out from all the excitement. She quickly took the ring and put in on her finger. Then, Meilin threw herself into his embrace...well; actually she was the only one embracing. Syaoran sweat dropped and tried his best to pull away from the annoying little Meilin.
"M...Meilin...you're...doing it...ag-gain...I need...to...b-breathe..." Meilin obeyed again and released the poor little boy from her grip.
"Oh Syaoran, you have no idea how happy I am!" she smiled and tried to embrace him again, but Syaoran had the chance to move away this time. Seeing this brought the mark of sadness and disappointment to the little Meilin's face. "Why Syaoran? Aren't you as happy as I am?" Syaoran desperately wanted to tell her that he was against the whole marriage idea in the first place; but then he stopped himself, remembering what his mother told him.
"Yeah...I guess...I am happy after all...I have to go study now..." Syaoran sighed and started walking his way out of the hall room, leaving the little Meilin alone; jumping with joy, full of happiness.
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Yes, that day was the best ever...I wonder if he did really want to propose me, or was it something else? Why is he in love with Kinomoto, when *he* was the one who proposed me? Love can't just go away like that.
Oh, what am I talking about! Syaoran told me that he never really loved me *that way*. And if I am going to say *that way*- word again, I will throw up.
Maybe I better find that out from him, because if I won't, then this thought of Syaoran long-time-ago proposal will be in my head forever.
I got up from my bed and walked out of the bedroom, shutting the light off. The hallway of our little mansion is colored in beautiful yellow and whitish color; but when these two colors combined, they look so dull on the wall that it feels like I am not in the house, but in some kind of a good furnished dump. Oh how many times have I asked Wei to let me redecorate our mansion! But he just won't listen!
I knocked three even times at the dark wooden door. The person on the other side definitely heard me and he was going right towards the door to open it. For a moment I reconsidered my desire to talk to Syaoran about things, but it was too late to go away:
"Meilin...um...c-come in..." Syaoran said in a bit of a shaky voice. I paused.
"…Syaoran?" I looked at him with the worry.
"What!..." he snapped at me. I must admit that I was quite shocked at his sudden yelling. But then his expression softened. "I-I mean come inside...sorry." I nodded in acceptance of his apology and slowly came into the room.
"Syaoran, is this a bad time? Because if it is I could jus-"
"No, no, it is not a bad time - it's just me…" he muttered to himself quietly, but loud enough for me to hear while I went inside of his room.
"Syaoran, is something bothering you? Something wrong?" I looked at him with a pitiful expression.
"NO! THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH ME, ALL RIGHT?!!" Syaoran looked at me angrily, I felt that my heart leapt at such a yelling. For the first time in the last couple of weeks, I needed to cry like never before. But I wasn't going to show Syaoran that I am a whiny-cry-baby, who looks for the reason to cry in every word spoken, so I just turned around and started leaving.
"I am sorry, I think this is not the best time, Syaoran." At that time I felt something incredibly hot gripping my arm. Slightly wincing, I turned around and found Syaoran staring at me, while his hand was tightly wrapped around my arm. His hand was so hot, I could almost feel the burn on my skin. A pleasant kind of burning was making me feel safe, and melting my heart away. Then, Syaoran spoke, very quietly:
"Meilin, I-I…forgive me, I haven't been myself lately, maybe because there's so much going on in my life right now, or maybe I am just scared to have more responsibility than I can take…" he took a deep sigh. I could understand him instantly, we are all teenagers plus it is all too much to keep up with the world, while magic is involved. And I also felt proud for myself, because there are not too many people, to whom Syaoran can confess about his scare of life.
"Do not worry about anything Syaoran, take one step at a time and I am sure that everything will be all right. We all have our hard times…" I said sighing and thinking of my *oh-so-ever-big-love* towards him. "Just remember Syaoran, you are only fourteen years old, and you can afford to make a mistake once in a while." Although I can't afford one myself…
"I am almost fifteen now and that adds more responsibility, doesn't it?" He frowned, and I nodded at his statement, smiling.
"Yes, it does and that's why I am so happy that my fifteenth will not be any time soon."
"Don't count on it," Syaoran said chuckling playfully, "you are not that much younger than me you know."
"Am too, or at least we have eleven months difference. Ha!" I laughed out loud, this time for real. For the first time in a long while I really laughed. And worst of them all: Syaoran was the guilty one for making me feel better for at least a couple of seconds; only he could do that, only he could make me smile even at worst of the times. Thanks to him I just might not stare blankly at the wall for the rest of the tonight.
"I wouldn't bet on it girl, you will be as old as dry prune by the time you reach your fifteenth…" there was a light silence and the we burst out laughing like crazy. I felt my stomach do a chao-bambino dance from all the laughter.
"Yes, I might be looking like a dry prune, but you will not be looking better than Snow White's oldest dwarf, my dear grandpa." We both laughed at the comment for about a minute and then were stopped by an awkward silence embracing us. There was no word to be said, and neither of us wanted to say anything, as much as neither one wanted to move first.
Soon, Syaoran decided to say something. I could see he was a bit annoyed about the uncomfortable silence between us.
"Uh…Meilin…well…you wanna, maybe…umm…sit down or something?" he gestured me at his couch, but I shook my head.
"Actually I came here to talk to you…" I paused: should I do it? Or will it lead me to even more uncomfortable situation? Do I even have a choice? Well I can't just not talk about anything, because Syaoran is already waiting for my reply…should I?
"Meilin?" I snapped out of my trance.
"Yeah um…" Okay girl, its now, or never. "I wanted to…you know…finish out talk earlier." I said quietly.
"Oh that reminds me: how are you feeling? Did you throw up?" I raised my eyebrow in response, questioning. "…You…remember you didn't feel well after the dinner?" And then it ringed the bells.
"Oh! Of course I am better, everything is great, don't worry about me." Gosh, I almost forgot! Syaoran looked at me suspiciously, but then a small smile plastered across his face:
"Good, now what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Oh yes, about earlier…" I paused again, unsure.
"Well?" Syaoran said impatiently.
"I - I…"come on Meilin! Do it! He has to think that you are over with him! DO IT! "I – I t-think that it was a good idea for us to break off the engagement, so here…" with that I handed him that silver ring I cherished so much! I had to give up this ring to him, because he would think as if I really didn't make a big deal about our engagement.
"Meilin…I…" he eyes widened in amazement as he took the ring and examined it. Syaoran, then looked directly at me. "I don't, I mean I am…not really sure what to say…except for…you know you didn't really have to…it was my gift to you…" he bowed his head down as if…regretting something?
"That's okay, I'm not really sure I can wear it now," I took a deep sigh, "or ever…"
"I am sorry, but I just…" Syaoran didn't finish, he just slowly paced to his couch, I followed him patiently.
"You don't have to explain anything to me, Syaoran; nor do you have to explain anything to yourself." I watched him silently: head still down, I know he's feeling guilty, but I will make it as less painful for him as possible.
Suddenly he looked up at me, a little smile in a corner of his mouth.
"You really *got* over me, didn't you." Syaoran says after a minute of silence. I looked up at him calmly, my plan worked like a charm.
"Of course silly, as I told you, remember?" Unaware of myself, I touch his hand and instantly realize what I've just done, so I quickly take my hand away and try my best not to look at him. But I fail: he turns me around to look at him.
He looked at me.
I hate that.
I love that and I love him; but I hate the fact that I love, what I can't have: his gentle smiles, his warmest hands and his piercing eyes, which melt me down slowly, as if torturing and testing my self-control on purpose.
Suddenly, Syaoran puts his hands on my shoulders and I feel uneasy.
"Are you happy, Mei?" Awe! His pet name for me! Syaoran stopped calling me 'Mei' a long time ago; I've missed it so much! Even though I am partly happy right now, I still don't feel like things are in their rightful places.
Thank goodness he let go of my shoulders, because if he held on to me any moment longer, my knees would turn into jelly.
"Syaoran, I have to ask you something." Deciding the best way to approach it would be by first: avoiding his question, and second: avoiding his eyes; I will ask him the question I've been dreading and waiting for years to hear. Only now I realize how much do I need an answer to this particular question.
Syaoran looks at me questionably, with a slight flicker of interest.
"I wanted to ask you something…" I pause, having last thought of what I will now SURELY have to ask. "Syaoran…tell me, that day…" suddenly I feel his breathing stopped, as well as my heart, but I have to continue. "The day, in a hall room, back when were six, remember?…" I awaited for about a second to see a reply from Syaoran. He merely nodded in agreement. I then continued. "Well that day…when you proposed to me…I wanted to know, did you…did…you…" I thought I couldn't take it anymore, I thought of leaving this damned room as fast as I possibly could, so that I wouldn't have to hear 'the reply'. I already knew the truth, but I needed to hear him say it. "Syaoran did you love me back then?" Muttering it so quickly I could tell he barely understood what I said.
There was a silence, a deep one. Syaoran could hardly register what I just said to him, because there was no point in re-asking the question; the question was direct. The poor thing was startled so much, he didn't know what to do or say for a while. Then, several seconds later he spoke up:
"Do…do you want me to lie?" he said, looking in my eyes. I already knew the answer, now I was sure of it, but I still needed to hear it from him.
"No."
"Meilin I-"
"Please tell me the truth Syaoran, I need to know." I felt my eyes getting hot and misty. Syaoran took a deep sigh.
"I was forced to choose upon my future wife when I was six. My mother told me it would be a grown up thing to do. I wanted to be a grown up, so I asked the only girl I knew…you… I desperately wanted to become a future leader of the clan; that's all I cared about." I felt as I have been slapped. That's all I was to him – a girl, not even a friend. A girl, who he chose to be his future wife; not because I was a friend, but just because I was the only girl he knew! Not even a friend…all of my dreams, fantasies…it's all have been…a lie?
But Syaoran didn't stop then:
"I thought you already knew the truth, Meilin…" As much as I wanted to run to hell away from here, from him, I wanted to hear him say it, so that my heart would be fully broken (not that it wasn't already broken).
"You still didn't answer my question." I said, very aware of my unsteady, shaky voice. He hesitated and turned away from me.
"I'm sorry Meilin, I can't make myself feel something I don't feel…the answer is NO." That was it. The final shot, a direct hit to my heart. I felt as if I was slapped for the second time, only it was harder and more painful.
"…I see…" There wasn't really a point of saying that – I already knew the answer a long time ago…but…this time, facing the truth…I can't bare to take it all in one moment. Without saying anything else, I just leave quietly, swallowing my sobs, afraid of my every step: for it will make me burst in to tears in front of Syaoran. And I don't want that.
Syaoran did not love me… He really didn't… Never did, never does, and never will…
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Friday, five o'clock.
The engagement…the love…it was all a lie…and the worst part was: I knew it all along. I just didn't want to admit it, didn't want to face the truth of who I really was. A girl. That's who I was – just a girl; no, I am NOT mentioning the word *friend* here. Just a girl – that's all I really was to him.
A piece of trash.
A toilet seat.
An old thing, waiting to get thrown out on a dump.
I can sit throughout the whole evening, counting the things I am to Syaoran. The Hell! I am all those things to everybody! Just an annoying bitch, who faced the truth of who she really is.
Syaoran and I didn't talk much since three days ago, but I keep myself busy thinking I'll get over it…someday…maybe…in a week for instance…no, in a month…a year is more plausible…in three years…never…
Wei tried to make us talk to each other again, and when I couldn't take it anymore, I just told him to piss off. I was rude – once again, and to whom? To Wei, the only person who has a slightest idea of what I am going through right now, the real friend. My guardian, I love him so much! He reminds me of my grandpa, when he was alive. Grandpa always understood me, unlike anyone else. Wei is everything I could ever want for a parent: he is my mother, father, grandparent…I just hope he understands why I yelled at him like that…I didn't mean to, I really didn't – it just came out; and all because of that damn Syaoran! Oh, I wish I could hate him! But, no worries Meilin, you are already close to hating h-
I heard some voices in the hallway. With curiosity piercing me, I moved closer to the door of my room and leaned my head to listen to a definite conversation
"…But Master Li! What about your practice?"
"Wei, can't I just for once have a free time? Just once?"
"Your Mother strictly informed me not to let you skip your training, and I cannot disobey her."
"Wei, please! I beg you! You don't have to tell Mother!"
"What will you want me to do then, Master? Lie?"
"You won't have to lie Wei, you just won't have to tell her the truth, about where I went."
"I don't know…"
"But please Wei! I promise that tomorrow I will train twice, or if you want it: thrice as much to cover up for today."
"Master Li, are you sure you want to do this?"
"I've never been more sure; I have been waiting my entire life for this to happen. I just knew somehow that my prayers will be answered!"
"Well, Master Li, as you wish; however I will not lie to your Mother. You know, if I were you, I would follow Meilin's example – I would train harder to improve myself quicker."
"Oh yeah! Meilin! I almost forgot about her! Please do not tell her where I'm going, she might get upset because no one invited her. Please don't tell her."
"Well what should I tell her then?"
"I don't know, make up something."
"Master Li, do you want me to lie to the Mistress?"
"Again Wei, you don't have to lie to anybody; you just don't tell Meilin the truth. See? It is not exactly *lying*."
"Are you sure, Master Li? Maybe you could tell her this yourself, and not put me in between you two."
"I don't think I could talk to her, especially not right now and not about this. Wei, please, I beg you to do me a favor here."
"Oh all right, as you say."
"Thank you very much."
I felt a bit of salt on my tongue and then realized that I was crying. Syaoran is going out with Kinomoto? Even after such a long while I still can't get used to the fact that Syaoran and her…Why am I kidding myself? Syaoran will go on the date with Sakura tonight, probably accompanied by Tomoyo and Eriol; why else then he would say I didn't get "invited"? It has got to be a double date or something. But come to think of it, I don't really care. I will too entertain myself by staring at this beautiful yellowish wall, which I hate-I mean love…See? That helps. I am feeling better and better, and better and…I am still crying…and I feel awful…and helpless…
THATS IT! ~You can say it again…that is it with my life~ NO!NO!NO! You are going to be happy from now on Meilin Li!~ I don't want to, I can't…not without Syaoran…~ Forget about him! There are billions of guys out there, Syaoran is not the center of universe!~ Yes he is~ No, he is not! Forget him! You deserve to have some happiness.~ Do I? ~ Oh, of course you do, dummy.~ Hey, don't go *dummy* on me, we are both the same person. ~ And a dumb one too, ~ Shut up!~ You shut up! ~ No, you shut up!~ SHUT THE HELL UP YOUSELF!~ Okay, I will shut up.~ See? You are so weak…~ I am, so what? ~ So what? Stop feeling sorry for yourself right now!~ And do what? ~ HAVE FUN! ~ How?…~ I don't know…hey! You could go to that carnival thingy! ~ No, I can't. ~ Why's that? ~ ……~ You feel obligated to Syaoran somehow, don't you?~ …Yes ~ Then stop, it's not like you are his wife. ~ You…mean just…stop…and have fun? Just like that?…~ Uh, Yeah!~ I don't know about this…~ Don't worry sis, trust me tonight, I will help you to have a great time, after all we are one body of Meilin Li…~ Maybe you are right, maybe we should go to that "Carnival of Magic"…~ That's a deal!…………Oh, I am talking to myself again, how pathetic am I?
But still, I could go to that carnival…Well, I would have a great time and I would have fun and I would forget everything…and I would forget about *him* for a while. All right then, I WILL go there.
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Six, forty five o'clock.
I heard a quiet footsteps in the hallway and a fright took me. There was a quiet knock on my door.
"Mistress Li, your dinner is ready." Oh, it's Wei, I can't let him know, it'll just cause more problems. Wei barely let Syaoran go on his date with Kinomoto, I can imagine what Wei will say to me…
"Thank you Wei, but I'm not hungry." I said through the closed door.
"You won't eat your dinner, Mistress?"
"Well…I umm, I sorta feeling dizzy today, I think I will take a rest for rest for the evening."
"Oh, you are not feeling well, Mistress? Can I bring you something?"
"No!…I mean thanks, but no thanks. I will manage. I don't think that a training practice would be good for me today, Wei."
"All right, Mistress Li, take a rest and I hope you'll get better. If you need something, just call me."
"Okay, thank you."
Whohoo, thank goodness he didn't come into my room, otherwise Wei would see that I'm everything but sick. The dress I picked suits me; well, at least I think so.
The dress I'm wearing is pretty, it's long and sparkly. It reaches the floor, and I feel a bit uncomfortable because of that, afraid that I will fall eventually. This gown contains red, dark blue and while colors, and the material is what pleases me the most. Atlas is my favorite material, and my dress is made of it!
To be honest, I fell like a princess, a movie star, or a Cinderella in this dress. I didn't actually plan on buying this, but my Mother insisted that I should buy it. So I did, and I don't regret a thing. I think It'll be a bit cold for me though – this dress doesn't have sleeves, it only has two red strings coming up my shoulders. That's fine with me, because I can stand cold much better than heat.
And then there's makeup. I didn't put too much of it, because I don't really like lots of make up, and my hair is done Chinese style, with two lone hair strings hanging down my face.
Honestly, I feel a bit better right now. The pain I call "Syaoran" is slowly going away, but not all of it. It doesn't matter how much I'll try, I will never be able forget his amber gaze…
Suddenly, the letter was glowing again. I glanced at the clock: Seven PM, right on time. The letter quickly flew up to the middle of the room, slightly startling me. A gentle breeze of magic blew toward me and the letter turned into a blue cloud widening in its sizes. At last, the blue cloud formed a portal, which I was supposed to go into. Scary, very scary, but so interesting!
Carefully, with small steps, I went through this "door-like" portal to the Carnival dimension.
TO BE CONTINUED………
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Foo…I am so tired writing this chapter, you have no idea. But I wanted to bring the best to you, and I hope that I did. A bit obvious, isn't it? The storyline. I bet ¾ of you already know what will happen next. But I just wanted to write this particular story idea, and I dearly hope that I did not waste my time. I can only hope that anyone reads it. If you already reviewed the fic once, please do it again! Please! I beg you!
Sincerely, cardcaptor girl!