A Cherry Blossoms Death: Chapter Five
Two guys, a girl and a cemetery
Yeah…so the title pretty much gave it away…lol. Basically, it's about two guys, a girl and a…cemetery?!!! Wait! That wasn't in the script.
Director comes running: well…yeah…see, the pizza place burnt down and killed one of our actors…and his wife is demanding we pay for the funeral.
Vivi: uh…okay…go on…
Director: Well, our funding is kinda low so we thought we'd show a close-up of Tomoyo, in the casket, then put the dead guy in…and then take it from there…
Vivi: uh…and you're planning to do this in my fic, why?
Director: Hey…I think I hear my wife calling me…I'll see you later okay?
Vivi: Wait come back! ::runs after him waving a piece of paper in hand:: "I forgot to tell you…one of our actors is a psychotic escaped criminal!!!! And she's armed!"
Yeah, well sucks for the director dude…lol. So you see, A Cherry Blossoms Death takes a very unexpected turn…to be followed by more surprises later on.
In the meantime, hang onto your seatbelts and don't forget to buckle up guys!!!
We're going dooooown!!!
Oh yeah…I almost forgot…oh geez, I hate doing these and you probably all know by now that I do not own the rights to Card Captor Sakura or any of its characters. If I did, would I be writing a FANfic? Common sense pplz!!!
Two guys, a girl and a cemetery
"Hello, Wei speaking. Who may I ask is calling?"
Eriol chewed his bottom lip nervously. "Uh…this is Eriol. Can you please put Syaoran on the line…and tell him it's very important…"
"Hold on." Eriol heard Wei's footsteps fade and then he heard Syaoran's voice on the other line.
"Hey Eriol," Syaoran greeted him. "Listen, for some reason, my mother doesn't want us meddling with Sakura's death, so grab Tomoyo and let's go figure this out. I know Mother must've told Wei to keep an eye on us so this is gonna be tricky but…"
Eriol reeled back in shock. How could Syaoran not know? Didn't he read the morning paper? (AN: well Eriol…there are a lot of people who don't read the paper for Chrissake!)
"That's just it, Syaoran," Eriol cried, close to tears at the thought that Tomoyo…his Tomoyo could do this to herself. "Tomoyo is dead. Read the bloody paper!" He could hear Syaoran breathing heavily on the other end as he read the newspaper, it's pages rustling against the mouthpiece of the phone.
There was a pause and then Syaoran broke the silence.
"Oh…my…God."
@ Omigod, omigod, omigod…this cannot be happening! Tomoyo's dead?!!! No. Eriol and I will just go to her house, and she'll be there watching t.v or something. And we can all laugh over Eriol's stupid mistake…yes, that's all it is. Eriol's stupid mistake…omigod…breathe, breathe, breathe…@
Syaoran paced back and forth, his mind trying to process what Eriol had just told him and the newspaper's bold headline.
"Okay..Eriol…let's just go to her house right now and clear this mess up," Syaoran said, trying to keep control over his voice. "I'm sure this is just some silly and very stupid mistake and Tomoyo will be right there, waiting for us."
Even as Syaoran spoke, he doubted the words that came out of his mouth. After all, there weren't many rigch girls in Tomeada who claimed that their dead best friend was alive. But Eriol agreed, and Syaoran knew that he was in denial…they were both in denial. In just a matter of weeks, both Sakura and Tomoyo had both died, leaving Eriol and Syaoran to pick up the pieces and place them all together again. The problem was that there were some pieces missing, and the whole picture wouldn't fit without them…
(AN: well…this kills off another point of view, and it's gonna get pretty boring alternating between Eriol and Syaoran…so guess who comes into the story next?! Well, yes…Seria…but also…Meiling!! Our very disturbed – as Syaoran mentioned in chapter two – friend! Yay)
After four and a half months in the outskirts of China, by Huaring Bay, Meiling rushed up the walk to the Li Mansion nervously. It had been almost five months since she had last seen Auntie Yelan, Syaoran, Kaichi, LiaFen, Rimaka, and JenLyn (AN: like I said, I'm making up my own names for Syaoran's sisters…who cares if they're bad, unimaginative or stupid?) "Guys! I'm home…" she called out. The girls rushed to her side, examining her and comparing her to when they'd seen her last. "Meiling, you've grown an inch or two taller," LiaFen complained, who had always been the shortest of the Li sisters. MEiling laughed along with the others, but she was scanning the room for Syaoran. Where was he? Surely he didn't think she was still upset at him?
"Uh…guys…where's Syaoran?" she asked her cousins. "I really wanted to sort things out between us again…as cousins though…not fiancées."
She laughed nervously as her cousins exchanged a glance.
"Meiling…he went back to Japan."
Meiling must've looked crestfallen because Kaichi gave her a sympathetic look.
Meiling squared her jaw and shook her head. She didn't want pity from anybody.
"Okay…well, I can wait…"
"No." Yelan objected.
Meiling looked at her surprise. She hadn't even realized that her aunt had been standing by the banister the whole time.
"No," Yelan said, more gently this time. "Meiling…Sakura died a few weeks ago…" (AN: is it me or does it seem like nobody is really concerned that Sakura died when they talk about her?)
Meiling's jaw dropped in shock. "Are you serious?"
Auntie Yelan ignored her and continued. "Syaoran has been infatuated with trying to find her killer…I'm sending you to Japan to stop him…I sense bad forces at work…"
"But Syaoran can take care of himself!" Meiling protested, still shocked over the news of Sakura's death. Sure they hadn't been the best of friends, but still…she hadn't wanted Kinomotot Sakura to die!!!
Or had she? Meiling felt a lump in her throat when she remembered what she had said to Sakura the night that she had found out that she and Syaoran were no longer fiancées.
@ Of course it's not my fault @ she reasoned with herself.
@ You can't just make someone die by wishing it…can you? @
Ding-dong! Both Eriol and Syaoran exchanged a glance…hoping against hope that maybe…out of some weird coincidence, that the newspaper had been wrong all along and Tomoyo wasn't really dead. Okay, maybe she tried to commit suicide, and now she was sitting up in bed, trying to get better…but she wasn't dead. (AN: I wonder how I could have the initiative to kill both off…I guess it's true…I really am evil…)
There were muffled sounds from inside the house and then all was quiet. Syaoran thought nobody would come to open the door and they'd just have to go home, but a minute later they heard the locks being opened and a pale, lined face peered out of the door. (AN: no…don't get your hopes up, cuz it's not Tomoyo!!!)
"Oh…Eriol…Syaoran! It's you…" Daidouji Sonomi ushered them inside, then shut the door quickly behind her. "I assume you've already heard the news." Her lips quivered and she tried to smile, but in the end she gave up and gestured for them to sit with a frown on her pale face. "Tomoyo was such a good daughter…" she sighed.
Syaoran felt uncomfortable. He never felt at ease when someone was pouring out their emotions to him. Even with Sakura, he'd had trouble. As a member of the Li clan training had played an important role in his life…nothing else…
He gave Sonomi a small smile, and turned to Eriol with questioning amber eyes, as if to ask what to do next.
"Uh…do you think it would it be okay if I went up to Tomoyo's room…?"
Eriol looked up sharply, wondering what Syaoran was thinking. That was the very place that Tomoyo had //died\\
Eriol didn't want to go in there!!! 'What are you doing?' He mouthed to his friend. Syaoran chose to ignore him as Sonomi agreed with a shrug of her shoulders. Tomoyo's death had really hit her hard. Syaoran found his way up the steps, Eriol following suit. As soon as they were out of hearing range, Eriol voiced his opinion. "What are you doing?" he hissed.
They reached the landing and Eriol folded his arms across his chest stubbornly. "We can't go in Tomoyo's room."
Syaoran stared him down with his ever-famous glare, and ordinarily Eriol would have smirked at his descendants failed attempt to unnerve him…but this was no ordinary situation and Eriol did not smirk or give his descendant a smart-a$$ comment.
"You want to know //why\\ don't you?" Syaoran asked the clueless Eriol. There was no questioning what 'why' was, and Eriol sighed, looking defeated as he followed his friend into Tomoyo's room. The shock still hadn't worn away and now he knew how Syaoran had felt that first day when they had all found out about Sakura. It surprised him though, that his descendant could hold everything together with so much control, and he – Clow Reed's half-reincarnation – could not.
Syaoran scanned the large, neat room…as if searching for something he thought was there. He stepped closer to the center and immediately felt a powerful and dangerous aura around him. "Oh God," he muttered. "I think Tomoyo knew something about Sakura's death that she wasn't planning on telling us…"
Eriol frowned. "What makes you say that?" he demanded. "Tomoyo just died for Kami's sake…and you're going around telling me that she had something to do with Sakura's death? What's wrong with you?"
Syaoran held up his hands. "Calm down Eriol…I was just trying to piece together this mystery." He shook his head, wondering how Eriol could find fault with others…but never with Tomoyo. He knew he shouldn't assume that she'd had anything to do with her best friend's death, but he'd been taught never to overlook something just because it didn't seem possible. He was surprised that Eriol hadn't been taught the same way. He was, after all, the half-reincarnation of Clow Reed. "But that //would\\ explain why Seria came to visit Tomoyo that night…and why she killed herself…"
He didn't have time to finish his sentence, because Eriol, boiling over the fact that Syaoran could think that //his\\ Tomoyo would do such a thing, suddenly snapped, and with all the force he could muster, he punched his friend square in the face, knocking him out cold.
~ * ~ * ~
The chair swiveled around, revealing only a pair of slender arms and auburn hair – the rest was concealed by the darkness of the area.
"Excellent…" the girl whispered, speaking to nobody in particular. Then a sinister laugh sounded throughout the room…sending shivers to the ants and other various bugs which scurried across the room.
~ * ~ * ~
A Week Later:
Eriol watched the grave being slowly lowered, watching as Tomoyo was placed into the dirt and roots of her grave. It couldn't end this way…it just couldn't.
He watched with somber eyes as Syaoran placed a bunch of daisies across her casket…the band-aid on his nose showing clearly…especially with the small cheery Mickey Mouse's printed across it. He was still a bit mad over Syaoran's statement…but conceded that Syaoran himself was trying to find an answer. Circumstances were different though. Sakura had died being murdered, which meant that the murderer could be put to justice…but Tomoyo had killed herself…which meant that Eriol could blame nobody but Tomoyo herself. And he didn't want to blame Tomoyo for her own death. No…he just didn't have the heart.
"We could've got through this Tomoyo," he muttered…not caring that a bunch of people would be seeing him cry. "You didn't have to kill yourself."
Suddenly, he felt a surge of magic behind him…but he saw nobody except for a young girl, which he guessed was a distant cousin, kneeling on the blades of grass and praying.
Syaoran placed the daisies across Tomoyo's casket…wishing that things could be just like they were five or so months ago. During the course of just five months, he, Eriol and many other people had suffered a great deal. Both Sakura and Tomoyo would be dearly missed, and no doubt the police would look closer into this whole ordeal…now that both girls were dead. If Sakura were here, she would be able to use the Erase card…but then again, if Sakura were here, then none of this would be happening in the first place. Syaoran had been told that once he passed the Final Judgment, he would have complete control of the cards…but he didn't feel like taking on a responsibility that had once belonged to Sakura. It would feel like he had forgotten her and tried to replace her, and that would make him feel guilty with enough betrayal to last him a lifetime.
A strange feeling prickled the back of his neck, and he turned around…but all he saw was Eriol, looking as glum as ever, and a young girl around his age, dresses in dark clothing. The rest of the people were gathered around Tomoyo's grave.
@ I must be hallucinating @ he thought to himself, shaking his head to clear his mind. Nevertheless, he made his way next to Eriol and lowered his voice so nobody would hear. "Did you feel that?" he whispered, wondering if he really was losing his mind or not. Eriol looked at him, and for a second Syaoran thought he was gonna punch him again, and he shuffled a little away nervously.
Then Eriol nodded, and beckoned Syaoran closer. "I've been keeping an eye on that strange girl," he whispered. "Don't look…but I think she's not what it seems. At first I thought she was one of Tomoyo's distant cousins…but she seems out of place here somehow…let's take a look shall we?"
Syaoran nodded his agreement and together they got off their seats, unnoticed by everybody, and made their way to the Cherry Blossome tree closest to the strange girl. She kept praying…never noticing them standing behind her.
Then Eriol lightly tapped the girl on the shoulder, and she whirled around in fright. They saw that she had been wearing sunglasses over her eyes – strange because it was neither raining nor too sunny – and they fell onto the grass below her feet. She hastily bent to pick them up and cover her eyes once again, but it was too late. Both Eriol and Syaoran had seen her emerald eyes and as she placed the glasses back on her nose, a lock of auburn hair fell out of its hiding place…short, auburn hair which never stayed still…
Okay pplz! There's another cliffhanger for ya…and I hope it was long enough.
Phew! I'm so tired…anywayz, keep reviewing and I hope you liked it.
Bye for now, dudes and dudettes!
Two guys, a girl and a cemetery
Yeah…so the title pretty much gave it away…lol. Basically, it's about two guys, a girl and a…cemetery?!!! Wait! That wasn't in the script.
Director comes running: well…yeah…see, the pizza place burnt down and killed one of our actors…and his wife is demanding we pay for the funeral.
Vivi: uh…okay…go on…
Director: Well, our funding is kinda low so we thought we'd show a close-up of Tomoyo, in the casket, then put the dead guy in…and then take it from there…
Vivi: uh…and you're planning to do this in my fic, why?
Director: Hey…I think I hear my wife calling me…I'll see you later okay?
Vivi: Wait come back! ::runs after him waving a piece of paper in hand:: "I forgot to tell you…one of our actors is a psychotic escaped criminal!!!! And she's armed!"
Yeah, well sucks for the director dude…lol. So you see, A Cherry Blossoms Death takes a very unexpected turn…to be followed by more surprises later on.
In the meantime, hang onto your seatbelts and don't forget to buckle up guys!!!
We're going dooooown!!!
Oh yeah…I almost forgot…oh geez, I hate doing these and you probably all know by now that I do not own the rights to Card Captor Sakura or any of its characters. If I did, would I be writing a FANfic? Common sense pplz!!!
Two guys, a girl and a cemetery
"Hello, Wei speaking. Who may I ask is calling?"
Eriol chewed his bottom lip nervously. "Uh…this is Eriol. Can you please put Syaoran on the line…and tell him it's very important…"
"Hold on." Eriol heard Wei's footsteps fade and then he heard Syaoran's voice on the other line.
"Hey Eriol," Syaoran greeted him. "Listen, for some reason, my mother doesn't want us meddling with Sakura's death, so grab Tomoyo and let's go figure this out. I know Mother must've told Wei to keep an eye on us so this is gonna be tricky but…"
Eriol reeled back in shock. How could Syaoran not know? Didn't he read the morning paper? (AN: well Eriol…there are a lot of people who don't read the paper for Chrissake!)
"That's just it, Syaoran," Eriol cried, close to tears at the thought that Tomoyo…his Tomoyo could do this to herself. "Tomoyo is dead. Read the bloody paper!" He could hear Syaoran breathing heavily on the other end as he read the newspaper, it's pages rustling against the mouthpiece of the phone.
There was a pause and then Syaoran broke the silence.
"Oh…my…God."
@ Omigod, omigod, omigod…this cannot be happening! Tomoyo's dead?!!! No. Eriol and I will just go to her house, and she'll be there watching t.v or something. And we can all laugh over Eriol's stupid mistake…yes, that's all it is. Eriol's stupid mistake…omigod…breathe, breathe, breathe…@
Syaoran paced back and forth, his mind trying to process what Eriol had just told him and the newspaper's bold headline.
"Okay..Eriol…let's just go to her house right now and clear this mess up," Syaoran said, trying to keep control over his voice. "I'm sure this is just some silly and very stupid mistake and Tomoyo will be right there, waiting for us."
Even as Syaoran spoke, he doubted the words that came out of his mouth. After all, there weren't many rigch girls in Tomeada who claimed that their dead best friend was alive. But Eriol agreed, and Syaoran knew that he was in denial…they were both in denial. In just a matter of weeks, both Sakura and Tomoyo had both died, leaving Eriol and Syaoran to pick up the pieces and place them all together again. The problem was that there were some pieces missing, and the whole picture wouldn't fit without them…
(AN: well…this kills off another point of view, and it's gonna get pretty boring alternating between Eriol and Syaoran…so guess who comes into the story next?! Well, yes…Seria…but also…Meiling!! Our very disturbed – as Syaoran mentioned in chapter two – friend! Yay)
After four and a half months in the outskirts of China, by Huaring Bay, Meiling rushed up the walk to the Li Mansion nervously. It had been almost five months since she had last seen Auntie Yelan, Syaoran, Kaichi, LiaFen, Rimaka, and JenLyn (AN: like I said, I'm making up my own names for Syaoran's sisters…who cares if they're bad, unimaginative or stupid?) "Guys! I'm home…" she called out. The girls rushed to her side, examining her and comparing her to when they'd seen her last. "Meiling, you've grown an inch or two taller," LiaFen complained, who had always been the shortest of the Li sisters. MEiling laughed along with the others, but she was scanning the room for Syaoran. Where was he? Surely he didn't think she was still upset at him?
"Uh…guys…where's Syaoran?" she asked her cousins. "I really wanted to sort things out between us again…as cousins though…not fiancées."
She laughed nervously as her cousins exchanged a glance.
"Meiling…he went back to Japan."
Meiling must've looked crestfallen because Kaichi gave her a sympathetic look.
Meiling squared her jaw and shook her head. She didn't want pity from anybody.
"Okay…well, I can wait…"
"No." Yelan objected.
Meiling looked at her surprise. She hadn't even realized that her aunt had been standing by the banister the whole time.
"No," Yelan said, more gently this time. "Meiling…Sakura died a few weeks ago…" (AN: is it me or does it seem like nobody is really concerned that Sakura died when they talk about her?)
Meiling's jaw dropped in shock. "Are you serious?"
Auntie Yelan ignored her and continued. "Syaoran has been infatuated with trying to find her killer…I'm sending you to Japan to stop him…I sense bad forces at work…"
"But Syaoran can take care of himself!" Meiling protested, still shocked over the news of Sakura's death. Sure they hadn't been the best of friends, but still…she hadn't wanted Kinomotot Sakura to die!!!
Or had she? Meiling felt a lump in her throat when she remembered what she had said to Sakura the night that she had found out that she and Syaoran were no longer fiancées.
@ Of course it's not my fault @ she reasoned with herself.
@ You can't just make someone die by wishing it…can you? @
Ding-dong! Both Eriol and Syaoran exchanged a glance…hoping against hope that maybe…out of some weird coincidence, that the newspaper had been wrong all along and Tomoyo wasn't really dead. Okay, maybe she tried to commit suicide, and now she was sitting up in bed, trying to get better…but she wasn't dead. (AN: I wonder how I could have the initiative to kill both off…I guess it's true…I really am evil…)
There were muffled sounds from inside the house and then all was quiet. Syaoran thought nobody would come to open the door and they'd just have to go home, but a minute later they heard the locks being opened and a pale, lined face peered out of the door. (AN: no…don't get your hopes up, cuz it's not Tomoyo!!!)
"Oh…Eriol…Syaoran! It's you…" Daidouji Sonomi ushered them inside, then shut the door quickly behind her. "I assume you've already heard the news." Her lips quivered and she tried to smile, but in the end she gave up and gestured for them to sit with a frown on her pale face. "Tomoyo was such a good daughter…" she sighed.
Syaoran felt uncomfortable. He never felt at ease when someone was pouring out their emotions to him. Even with Sakura, he'd had trouble. As a member of the Li clan training had played an important role in his life…nothing else…
He gave Sonomi a small smile, and turned to Eriol with questioning amber eyes, as if to ask what to do next.
"Uh…do you think it would it be okay if I went up to Tomoyo's room…?"
Eriol looked up sharply, wondering what Syaoran was thinking. That was the very place that Tomoyo had //died\\
Eriol didn't want to go in there!!! 'What are you doing?' He mouthed to his friend. Syaoran chose to ignore him as Sonomi agreed with a shrug of her shoulders. Tomoyo's death had really hit her hard. Syaoran found his way up the steps, Eriol following suit. As soon as they were out of hearing range, Eriol voiced his opinion. "What are you doing?" he hissed.
They reached the landing and Eriol folded his arms across his chest stubbornly. "We can't go in Tomoyo's room."
Syaoran stared him down with his ever-famous glare, and ordinarily Eriol would have smirked at his descendants failed attempt to unnerve him…but this was no ordinary situation and Eriol did not smirk or give his descendant a smart-a$$ comment.
"You want to know //why\\ don't you?" Syaoran asked the clueless Eriol. There was no questioning what 'why' was, and Eriol sighed, looking defeated as he followed his friend into Tomoyo's room. The shock still hadn't worn away and now he knew how Syaoran had felt that first day when they had all found out about Sakura. It surprised him though, that his descendant could hold everything together with so much control, and he – Clow Reed's half-reincarnation – could not.
Syaoran scanned the large, neat room…as if searching for something he thought was there. He stepped closer to the center and immediately felt a powerful and dangerous aura around him. "Oh God," he muttered. "I think Tomoyo knew something about Sakura's death that she wasn't planning on telling us…"
Eriol frowned. "What makes you say that?" he demanded. "Tomoyo just died for Kami's sake…and you're going around telling me that she had something to do with Sakura's death? What's wrong with you?"
Syaoran held up his hands. "Calm down Eriol…I was just trying to piece together this mystery." He shook his head, wondering how Eriol could find fault with others…but never with Tomoyo. He knew he shouldn't assume that she'd had anything to do with her best friend's death, but he'd been taught never to overlook something just because it didn't seem possible. He was surprised that Eriol hadn't been taught the same way. He was, after all, the half-reincarnation of Clow Reed. "But that //would\\ explain why Seria came to visit Tomoyo that night…and why she killed herself…"
He didn't have time to finish his sentence, because Eriol, boiling over the fact that Syaoran could think that //his\\ Tomoyo would do such a thing, suddenly snapped, and with all the force he could muster, he punched his friend square in the face, knocking him out cold.
~ * ~ * ~
The chair swiveled around, revealing only a pair of slender arms and auburn hair – the rest was concealed by the darkness of the area.
"Excellent…" the girl whispered, speaking to nobody in particular. Then a sinister laugh sounded throughout the room…sending shivers to the ants and other various bugs which scurried across the room.
~ * ~ * ~
A Week Later:
Eriol watched the grave being slowly lowered, watching as Tomoyo was placed into the dirt and roots of her grave. It couldn't end this way…it just couldn't.
He watched with somber eyes as Syaoran placed a bunch of daisies across her casket…the band-aid on his nose showing clearly…especially with the small cheery Mickey Mouse's printed across it. He was still a bit mad over Syaoran's statement…but conceded that Syaoran himself was trying to find an answer. Circumstances were different though. Sakura had died being murdered, which meant that the murderer could be put to justice…but Tomoyo had killed herself…which meant that Eriol could blame nobody but Tomoyo herself. And he didn't want to blame Tomoyo for her own death. No…he just didn't have the heart.
"We could've got through this Tomoyo," he muttered…not caring that a bunch of people would be seeing him cry. "You didn't have to kill yourself."
Suddenly, he felt a surge of magic behind him…but he saw nobody except for a young girl, which he guessed was a distant cousin, kneeling on the blades of grass and praying.
Syaoran placed the daisies across Tomoyo's casket…wishing that things could be just like they were five or so months ago. During the course of just five months, he, Eriol and many other people had suffered a great deal. Both Sakura and Tomoyo would be dearly missed, and no doubt the police would look closer into this whole ordeal…now that both girls were dead. If Sakura were here, she would be able to use the Erase card…but then again, if Sakura were here, then none of this would be happening in the first place. Syaoran had been told that once he passed the Final Judgment, he would have complete control of the cards…but he didn't feel like taking on a responsibility that had once belonged to Sakura. It would feel like he had forgotten her and tried to replace her, and that would make him feel guilty with enough betrayal to last him a lifetime.
A strange feeling prickled the back of his neck, and he turned around…but all he saw was Eriol, looking as glum as ever, and a young girl around his age, dresses in dark clothing. The rest of the people were gathered around Tomoyo's grave.
@ I must be hallucinating @ he thought to himself, shaking his head to clear his mind. Nevertheless, he made his way next to Eriol and lowered his voice so nobody would hear. "Did you feel that?" he whispered, wondering if he really was losing his mind or not. Eriol looked at him, and for a second Syaoran thought he was gonna punch him again, and he shuffled a little away nervously.
Then Eriol nodded, and beckoned Syaoran closer. "I've been keeping an eye on that strange girl," he whispered. "Don't look…but I think she's not what it seems. At first I thought she was one of Tomoyo's distant cousins…but she seems out of place here somehow…let's take a look shall we?"
Syaoran nodded his agreement and together they got off their seats, unnoticed by everybody, and made their way to the Cherry Blossome tree closest to the strange girl. She kept praying…never noticing them standing behind her.
Then Eriol lightly tapped the girl on the shoulder, and she whirled around in fright. They saw that she had been wearing sunglasses over her eyes – strange because it was neither raining nor too sunny – and they fell onto the grass below her feet. She hastily bent to pick them up and cover her eyes once again, but it was too late. Both Eriol and Syaoran had seen her emerald eyes and as she placed the glasses back on her nose, a lock of auburn hair fell out of its hiding place…short, auburn hair which never stayed still…
Okay pplz! There's another cliffhanger for ya…and I hope it was long enough.
Phew! I'm so tired…anywayz, keep reviewing and I hope you liked it.
Bye for now, dudes and dudettes!