A Cherry Blossoms Death
Okay…seventh chapter…and I still can't believe I made it this far…but now my fingers are //killing\\ me…oh yeah, did I forget to mention that Eriol and Meiling might hook up?
Psyche!!! Hehe…I dunno…I don't think they'd make as good a couple as Eriol and Tomoyo, but we'll see how it goes, ne?
Anywayz, how'd you like the last chapter? Not much to go on, I know…but I'll make it up to you with this one, I promise. I've already got the whole entire plot in my mind…and it's time to make it happen!!! I'll give you another hint…after this chapter, there's only one more chapter to go before something very big is revealed. Oh, I'm not saying that it's the end…because it's not. By the way, after this is done, I'm thinking of writing a sequel, but it depends if I have any more ideas. But I really shouldn't get ahead of myself, because this fic isn't even done! Also, have you noticed that a new chapter for Jusenkyo's Curse is up? And I took out Unrequited? I know I should really write this in my bio, but it's so much easier to write it here. Anyway, I'm thinking of making Unrequited a much better read than it originally was. That means that I've lost all my reviews for that story, but it really doesn't matter. Four reviews aren't that much.
Okay, this should really be about A Cherry Blossoms Death…I think I've given you all enough clues, though… did any of you actually understand what I meant when I gave you that clue in the last chapter? It's there simple as pie, you just have to actually analyze each word…on with the story…
You know what? If you wanna look at the disclaimer, look down below, at the end of my story…I'm not wasting valuable time on a disclaimer…I've got so much to write!!!!
Who's Boss?
Alright…well, how far can Meiling take Syaoran's contempt toward her? Read and find out!
"Meiling…Meiling-chan…wake up…"
Meling was jolted awake as Syaoran nudged her shoulder gently. She looked up bleary eyed at her cousin's smiling face and frowned. Could this be real?
Had she somehow stepped into some weird reality where Syaoran was actually //smiling?!!\\ This could //not\\ be real.
Groaning, Meiling burrowed her face back into her pillow. "Wake me up when I recover from this weird dream," she muttered, aready half-asleep. "Syaoran smiling? At me? No way!!!" She was feeling light-headed and still had the jetlag from almost twenty-four hours on a plane with only stale bread and burnt chicken for the whole flight. God, the planes were horrible!
Syaoran frowned. "Meiling…you've gotta wake up."
This time Meiling let her eyes open for more than a minute before they closed again and her raven head slid back into her light blue pillow. Out of the vagueness of her dreams which were already coming to her, she heard her cousin mutter something like "amateur" and "cold water" and before she could piece together what he was saying, Syaoran had dumped a whole bucket of cold water over her face and body.
She glared at Syaoran as Syaoran tried to keep a straight face.
"OH! Low trick Syaoran," she fumed, knowing this was her cousin's sick way of showing how much he hated her. (AN: I know Syaoran ain't //that\\ mean, but…)
Syaoran blinked back at her, keeping an innocent face. "Rise and shine!"
~ * ~ * ~
"How did you sleep Meiling?" Eriol asked her politely as she walked down the steps, squeezing the excess water out of her hair. He grinned at her sympathetically. "I told him not to do it but…"
Meiling sighed. "I know, I know…he doesn't exactly have good cousin-ly feelings toward me does he?" She felt her lower lip tremble and she turned away from Eriol, who pretended not to notice to ease her embarrassment. "I know Sakura…and Tomoyo are dead…but why can't he let me get any closer to him? We're cousins after all…he must know I don't want him to be my fiancée anymore…"
She was interrupted by a snide voice.
"Really, Meiling? I would have thought you'd be //happy\\ that Sakura and Tomoyo were dead…you never really cared for them anyway…"
Meiling squeezed her eyes shut at the scorn in her cousins' voice. "That's not true," she whispered, letting the tears fall. "That's not true…"
@ Why can't he see? @ she wondered desperately. @ Why can't we get along? @
"That's right, cry Meiling," Syaoran sneered. "Always thinking of yourself…never caring about how others feel…why'd you come here anyway? It's not like we wanted you here, right Eriol?" Eriol placed a hand over his friend's mouth.
"Shhh…" he hushed him. "Don't go too far. Look at her…"
Syaoran brushed Eriol's hand away. "Aw…poor Meiling, crying her eyes out. Oh boohoo…as if I care."
Meiling let the tears flow, but shut her mouth tightly with her lips pressed together. She wouldn't let him win. No. After all these years, he had scorned her, brushed her aside, treated her as if she were nothing. She would not give him the satisfaction of her crumpling to the floor in defeat. Yes…she was crying now, but his assault could do nothing else to her.
Meiling felt a sudden surge of determination and will that she had never known was there. Her heart burned fiercely…she didn't know whether it was with anger or hatred…both feelings were strong and glared so brightly in the depths of her heart. She had tried…and all Syaoran had done was shut her away…as if she didn't matter. She had tried to make amends…what was she? She knew that a pack of wolves could treat her better than her own cousin.
She looked up, with her golden eyes burning so strongly, and fiercely.
Before she knew what she was doing and could stop herself, she strode over to her cousin and slapped him across the cheek, a red mark showing slowly from where palm had hit cheek. Syaoran stood there, stopping his harsh words to gape at her like a goldfish.
One minute Meiling stood rooted to the spot, the next she ran out of the apartment, the tears blurring her eyes as she sobbed, wishing she had never come back to Tomeada…
Eriol suppressed a small smile. "You shouldn't have been so hard on her," he said calmly. Syaoran rubbed his cheek, and felt a stinging sensation. "She didn't have to slap me," Syaoran growled. "God, that kills."
Eriol shook his head. "I don't want to be a part of all this bickering, but I really think you should try to find her…if she isn't at the airport already…and try to patch things up with her. She tried you know…you just never gave her a chance." Syaoran's eyes widened in disbelief. 'You're not really taking her side are you? I mean…"
"GO." There was so much finality in Eriol's voice, that Syaoran was reminded of how strong Eriol could really be. He knew that the past week had taken its toll in his friend, but Eriol was not the half-reincarnation of Clow Reed for nothing. Even if his heart still felt hollow and empty, he was still able to keep calm enough. It was the same way for Syaoran himself, except for a few exceptions…namely someone named Li Meiling. Sighing, Syaoran nodded and conceded that he //had\\ been treating her rather harshly when she might have changed after all. "Alright," he agreed at last. He took his coat from the rack and hurried out of the door, but stopped short when he realized that Eriol wasn't behind him. "Aren't you coming?" he asked his friend, wondering how he could face Meiling without Eriol to calm down their continuous bickering. Eriol shook his head, and Syaoran said no more, knowing he must seem like such a jerk and feeling ashamed, realized that Sakura would //not\\ be so proud of him. It was time to face the music…
@ Meiling, where are you? @ Syaoran wondered, scanning the deserted park as he walked past the numerous trees where some children had made cubby houses. He passed a cherry blossom tree in particular, near the swings and memories of long ago swam back to haunt him. He remembered the time he'd comforted Sakura when Yukito had rejected her…that was when he'd finally admitted his feelings to himself. @ God, Sakura…if only you were still here…@
He returned to the task at hand and after searching through the area, decided that she wasn't at the park. Where on earth was she? Surely, she couldn't have gotten far. Resting his tired legs, he plopped himself down on a bench near the swings and sighed. There were so many complications in life…he remembered times which felt like so long ago, when he had felt light-hearted and happy. To have no troubles in life besides the occasional detention and homework. Oh yes, he remembered. Some details were alien to him, but he still remembered. How could he forget? Those were some of the happiest times of his life.
Syaoran shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was only a fourteen-year-old with a lot of possibilities for his future, but already he was thinking and feeling like a grown adult. He knew it seemed like he was holding things in so much control, but inside he was breaking apart…feeling an emptiness in his heart, almost as if he were consumed by the Void card again…
He looked up as he heard a rustle from the cherry blossom tree, and saw a pair of golden eyes peering back at him through her tears. "Meiling!!!" Syaoran began…but he was cut off as the branch broke and Meiling came toppling downward and Syaoran was knocked to the ground.
"Oh, gosh…Meiling get off me," Syaoran grumbled, rubbing his head. "Twice in one day…I could get brain damage y'know." Meiling scrambled onto her feet, and wiped her tear-streaked face. "Syaoran I'm so sorry for intruding like I did…I only wish that you could understand that…I only care for you Syaoran…" Meiling gave a defeated sigh and hung her head. "If you want, I could book a flight back to Japan for tomorrow and you wouldn't have to see me again and…"
Syaoran silenced her. "Hush Meiling-chan…"
Syaoran looked down at his feet sheepishly. "I'm sorry, okay…"
Meiling took a step back, taken aback at her cousin's unexpected apology. "Wha…What did you say?"
Her cousin sighed. "I said I'm sorry okay? I know I've been treating you really bad, and you really didn't deserve it, and I'm so sorry…it's just that I miss Sakura so much, and when I saw you, I thought you only came back to make me be your fiancée again and…" Syaoran babbled on endlessly, feeling like a serious fool. He felt butterflies in his stomach as he continued his speech. Perhaps Meiling wouldn't forgive him. After all, he had been pretty horrible to her and he hadn't even given her a chance. He would understand if she laughed at him and told him to get lost and never to speak to her again. Syaoran wondered who he inherited his thick head from. Now, maybe it was too late, and when he arrived back home his mother would have his head and…
"And it's alright, Li…" Meiling assured him. "I know how you feel, but I just wish that you could understand that I just want to be cousins…"
Syaoran smiled at her. For the first time he was seeing Meiling in a new light. Seeing. Really seeing. Not just as some whiny brat who always got what she wanted and followed him around everywhere. Now, she was Li Meiling…his cousin and friend. "No…Meiling-chan…you can call me Syaoran…"
Syaoran offered his hand, feeling really stupid, but Meiling grinned gratefully and took it. He was seeing…really seeing…
The old warehouse (AN: I know cliché!) hadn't been used for years, and it was a wonder that Eriol had found it. He felt his way slowly up the steps, heading left to where he knew he would find her…he had sensed it…rekindled a part of his memory, that wasn't exactly his own. After all those weeks, the puzzle had finally clicked. It just hurt him to know that he could have stopped all this before Tomoyo had died. Oh, he didn't know everything…there were too many things to be answered, but Eriol had a hunch that a lot of surprises were in store. Slowly, but surely, he opened the door, ready to pounce…ready to use all his magic to wreak vengeance…
And as he scanned the room and his eyes adjusted to the dimness, he gasped in shock. He had been wrong…how could he be wrong? Nobody was there! Those were the last thoughts in his mind before he was hit by a powerful wave of magic and he collapsed to the floor. He thought he heard a triumphant voice…triumphant, but terribly familiar…as blackness surrounded him and the world stopped spinning.
"Gotcha!"
"Eriol!" Syaoran called. "We're home…Eriol?"
Syaoran wandered through the kitchen as Meiling bounded upstairs to check if he was sleeping. Where could Eriol be? There was no way Eriol would leave the house when he must've known that Syaoran would return soon…where was he?
Syaoran's face turned white and pale as he gripped the chair, wondering if they would have to add another name to the death list…surely Eriol didn't…couldn't have…
No. It was worse than he could imagine, because Meiling ran back down the stairs, he face the same shade as her cousin's. "Here…" she whispered, thrusting a piece of paper into Syaoran's hand. "Read this."
Syaoran scanned the note and he felt like cursing out loud.
Dear Syaoran and Meiling…
You musn't follow me wherever I have gone…I have to find Seria myself…and if I don't return…leave…run away…leave Tomeada…just go…
It's time to pay Seria back for all the pain that she has caused…
~ Eriol…
well…I know cliffhangers are getting pretty old…but oh wellz
r+r plz!!!! Hope ya liked it!!!
Okay…seventh chapter…and I still can't believe I made it this far…but now my fingers are //killing\\ me…oh yeah, did I forget to mention that Eriol and Meiling might hook up?
Psyche!!! Hehe…I dunno…I don't think they'd make as good a couple as Eriol and Tomoyo, but we'll see how it goes, ne?
Anywayz, how'd you like the last chapter? Not much to go on, I know…but I'll make it up to you with this one, I promise. I've already got the whole entire plot in my mind…and it's time to make it happen!!! I'll give you another hint…after this chapter, there's only one more chapter to go before something very big is revealed. Oh, I'm not saying that it's the end…because it's not. By the way, after this is done, I'm thinking of writing a sequel, but it depends if I have any more ideas. But I really shouldn't get ahead of myself, because this fic isn't even done! Also, have you noticed that a new chapter for Jusenkyo's Curse is up? And I took out Unrequited? I know I should really write this in my bio, but it's so much easier to write it here. Anyway, I'm thinking of making Unrequited a much better read than it originally was. That means that I've lost all my reviews for that story, but it really doesn't matter. Four reviews aren't that much.
Okay, this should really be about A Cherry Blossoms Death…I think I've given you all enough clues, though… did any of you actually understand what I meant when I gave you that clue in the last chapter? It's there simple as pie, you just have to actually analyze each word…on with the story…
You know what? If you wanna look at the disclaimer, look down below, at the end of my story…I'm not wasting valuable time on a disclaimer…I've got so much to write!!!!
Who's Boss?
Alright…well, how far can Meiling take Syaoran's contempt toward her? Read and find out!
"Meiling…Meiling-chan…wake up…"
Meling was jolted awake as Syaoran nudged her shoulder gently. She looked up bleary eyed at her cousin's smiling face and frowned. Could this be real?
Had she somehow stepped into some weird reality where Syaoran was actually //smiling?!!\\ This could //not\\ be real.
Groaning, Meiling burrowed her face back into her pillow. "Wake me up when I recover from this weird dream," she muttered, aready half-asleep. "Syaoran smiling? At me? No way!!!" She was feeling light-headed and still had the jetlag from almost twenty-four hours on a plane with only stale bread and burnt chicken for the whole flight. God, the planes were horrible!
Syaoran frowned. "Meiling…you've gotta wake up."
This time Meiling let her eyes open for more than a minute before they closed again and her raven head slid back into her light blue pillow. Out of the vagueness of her dreams which were already coming to her, she heard her cousin mutter something like "amateur" and "cold water" and before she could piece together what he was saying, Syaoran had dumped a whole bucket of cold water over her face and body.
She glared at Syaoran as Syaoran tried to keep a straight face.
"OH! Low trick Syaoran," she fumed, knowing this was her cousin's sick way of showing how much he hated her. (AN: I know Syaoran ain't //that\\ mean, but…)
Syaoran blinked back at her, keeping an innocent face. "Rise and shine!"
~ * ~ * ~
"How did you sleep Meiling?" Eriol asked her politely as she walked down the steps, squeezing the excess water out of her hair. He grinned at her sympathetically. "I told him not to do it but…"
Meiling sighed. "I know, I know…he doesn't exactly have good cousin-ly feelings toward me does he?" She felt her lower lip tremble and she turned away from Eriol, who pretended not to notice to ease her embarrassment. "I know Sakura…and Tomoyo are dead…but why can't he let me get any closer to him? We're cousins after all…he must know I don't want him to be my fiancée anymore…"
She was interrupted by a snide voice.
"Really, Meiling? I would have thought you'd be //happy\\ that Sakura and Tomoyo were dead…you never really cared for them anyway…"
Meiling squeezed her eyes shut at the scorn in her cousins' voice. "That's not true," she whispered, letting the tears fall. "That's not true…"
@ Why can't he see? @ she wondered desperately. @ Why can't we get along? @
"That's right, cry Meiling," Syaoran sneered. "Always thinking of yourself…never caring about how others feel…why'd you come here anyway? It's not like we wanted you here, right Eriol?" Eriol placed a hand over his friend's mouth.
"Shhh…" he hushed him. "Don't go too far. Look at her…"
Syaoran brushed Eriol's hand away. "Aw…poor Meiling, crying her eyes out. Oh boohoo…as if I care."
Meiling let the tears flow, but shut her mouth tightly with her lips pressed together. She wouldn't let him win. No. After all these years, he had scorned her, brushed her aside, treated her as if she were nothing. She would not give him the satisfaction of her crumpling to the floor in defeat. Yes…she was crying now, but his assault could do nothing else to her.
Meiling felt a sudden surge of determination and will that she had never known was there. Her heart burned fiercely…she didn't know whether it was with anger or hatred…both feelings were strong and glared so brightly in the depths of her heart. She had tried…and all Syaoran had done was shut her away…as if she didn't matter. She had tried to make amends…what was she? She knew that a pack of wolves could treat her better than her own cousin.
She looked up, with her golden eyes burning so strongly, and fiercely.
Before she knew what she was doing and could stop herself, she strode over to her cousin and slapped him across the cheek, a red mark showing slowly from where palm had hit cheek. Syaoran stood there, stopping his harsh words to gape at her like a goldfish.
One minute Meiling stood rooted to the spot, the next she ran out of the apartment, the tears blurring her eyes as she sobbed, wishing she had never come back to Tomeada…
Eriol suppressed a small smile. "You shouldn't have been so hard on her," he said calmly. Syaoran rubbed his cheek, and felt a stinging sensation. "She didn't have to slap me," Syaoran growled. "God, that kills."
Eriol shook his head. "I don't want to be a part of all this bickering, but I really think you should try to find her…if she isn't at the airport already…and try to patch things up with her. She tried you know…you just never gave her a chance." Syaoran's eyes widened in disbelief. 'You're not really taking her side are you? I mean…"
"GO." There was so much finality in Eriol's voice, that Syaoran was reminded of how strong Eriol could really be. He knew that the past week had taken its toll in his friend, but Eriol was not the half-reincarnation of Clow Reed for nothing. Even if his heart still felt hollow and empty, he was still able to keep calm enough. It was the same way for Syaoran himself, except for a few exceptions…namely someone named Li Meiling. Sighing, Syaoran nodded and conceded that he //had\\ been treating her rather harshly when she might have changed after all. "Alright," he agreed at last. He took his coat from the rack and hurried out of the door, but stopped short when he realized that Eriol wasn't behind him. "Aren't you coming?" he asked his friend, wondering how he could face Meiling without Eriol to calm down their continuous bickering. Eriol shook his head, and Syaoran said no more, knowing he must seem like such a jerk and feeling ashamed, realized that Sakura would //not\\ be so proud of him. It was time to face the music…
@ Meiling, where are you? @ Syaoran wondered, scanning the deserted park as he walked past the numerous trees where some children had made cubby houses. He passed a cherry blossom tree in particular, near the swings and memories of long ago swam back to haunt him. He remembered the time he'd comforted Sakura when Yukito had rejected her…that was when he'd finally admitted his feelings to himself. @ God, Sakura…if only you were still here…@
He returned to the task at hand and after searching through the area, decided that she wasn't at the park. Where on earth was she? Surely, she couldn't have gotten far. Resting his tired legs, he plopped himself down on a bench near the swings and sighed. There were so many complications in life…he remembered times which felt like so long ago, when he had felt light-hearted and happy. To have no troubles in life besides the occasional detention and homework. Oh yes, he remembered. Some details were alien to him, but he still remembered. How could he forget? Those were some of the happiest times of his life.
Syaoran shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was only a fourteen-year-old with a lot of possibilities for his future, but already he was thinking and feeling like a grown adult. He knew it seemed like he was holding things in so much control, but inside he was breaking apart…feeling an emptiness in his heart, almost as if he were consumed by the Void card again…
He looked up as he heard a rustle from the cherry blossom tree, and saw a pair of golden eyes peering back at him through her tears. "Meiling!!!" Syaoran began…but he was cut off as the branch broke and Meiling came toppling downward and Syaoran was knocked to the ground.
"Oh, gosh…Meiling get off me," Syaoran grumbled, rubbing his head. "Twice in one day…I could get brain damage y'know." Meiling scrambled onto her feet, and wiped her tear-streaked face. "Syaoran I'm so sorry for intruding like I did…I only wish that you could understand that…I only care for you Syaoran…" Meiling gave a defeated sigh and hung her head. "If you want, I could book a flight back to Japan for tomorrow and you wouldn't have to see me again and…"
Syaoran silenced her. "Hush Meiling-chan…"
Syaoran looked down at his feet sheepishly. "I'm sorry, okay…"
Meiling took a step back, taken aback at her cousin's unexpected apology. "Wha…What did you say?"
Her cousin sighed. "I said I'm sorry okay? I know I've been treating you really bad, and you really didn't deserve it, and I'm so sorry…it's just that I miss Sakura so much, and when I saw you, I thought you only came back to make me be your fiancée again and…" Syaoran babbled on endlessly, feeling like a serious fool. He felt butterflies in his stomach as he continued his speech. Perhaps Meiling wouldn't forgive him. After all, he had been pretty horrible to her and he hadn't even given her a chance. He would understand if she laughed at him and told him to get lost and never to speak to her again. Syaoran wondered who he inherited his thick head from. Now, maybe it was too late, and when he arrived back home his mother would have his head and…
"And it's alright, Li…" Meiling assured him. "I know how you feel, but I just wish that you could understand that I just want to be cousins…"
Syaoran smiled at her. For the first time he was seeing Meiling in a new light. Seeing. Really seeing. Not just as some whiny brat who always got what she wanted and followed him around everywhere. Now, she was Li Meiling…his cousin and friend. "No…Meiling-chan…you can call me Syaoran…"
Syaoran offered his hand, feeling really stupid, but Meiling grinned gratefully and took it. He was seeing…really seeing…
The old warehouse (AN: I know cliché!) hadn't been used for years, and it was a wonder that Eriol had found it. He felt his way slowly up the steps, heading left to where he knew he would find her…he had sensed it…rekindled a part of his memory, that wasn't exactly his own. After all those weeks, the puzzle had finally clicked. It just hurt him to know that he could have stopped all this before Tomoyo had died. Oh, he didn't know everything…there were too many things to be answered, but Eriol had a hunch that a lot of surprises were in store. Slowly, but surely, he opened the door, ready to pounce…ready to use all his magic to wreak vengeance…
And as he scanned the room and his eyes adjusted to the dimness, he gasped in shock. He had been wrong…how could he be wrong? Nobody was there! Those were the last thoughts in his mind before he was hit by a powerful wave of magic and he collapsed to the floor. He thought he heard a triumphant voice…triumphant, but terribly familiar…as blackness surrounded him and the world stopped spinning.
"Gotcha!"
"Eriol!" Syaoran called. "We're home…Eriol?"
Syaoran wandered through the kitchen as Meiling bounded upstairs to check if he was sleeping. Where could Eriol be? There was no way Eriol would leave the house when he must've known that Syaoran would return soon…where was he?
Syaoran's face turned white and pale as he gripped the chair, wondering if they would have to add another name to the death list…surely Eriol didn't…couldn't have…
No. It was worse than he could imagine, because Meiling ran back down the stairs, he face the same shade as her cousin's. "Here…" she whispered, thrusting a piece of paper into Syaoran's hand. "Read this."
Syaoran scanned the note and he felt like cursing out loud.
Dear Syaoran and Meiling…
You musn't follow me wherever I have gone…I have to find Seria myself…and if I don't return…leave…run away…leave Tomeada…just go…
It's time to pay Seria back for all the pain that she has caused…
~ Eriol…
well…I know cliffhangers are getting pretty old…but oh wellz
r+r plz!!!! Hope ya liked it!!!