Disclaimer: Honestly, if I owned this show, Yue would be the main character. And Clow and Touya would be fighting for his love. *tries to look innocent* Hey, I've got to have my romance fluff! *holds up WAFF pills* Take 2 a day and you'll feel as good as new! *grins like an idiot*
Once Upon a Time pt 2
PM: yeah, I'm back. Not that it matters, ne? *winks* Oh well, I might as well get this entire story up. I've promised Mateem to stop pising off at my own work… that took a great deal of effort. But… I've found myself moving on… *eyes Bakura*
Bakura *blinks*
PM *pounces on him and starts to glomp him* Enjoy the fic everybody! I've got a cutie to torment!
Yami: *watches*: At least she's decided to stop leaving me alone…
PM *grabs him too and drags them both off*
Yami and Bakura: HELP!!!!!!
~*~
Touya Kinomoto was quite sick and tired of staring at the feather from his savior and wondering what the danged hell it was. Finally making up his mind, he decided to take a visit to the elusive and supposedly insane Clow Read, against his better judgment. However, after all he had gone through, common sense was the absolute last thing he needed.
He looked at the feather again.
Was it really worth visiting the eccentric mage to discover the identity of the angel who had saved his life?
That thought brought a frown… he just couldn't shake off the feeling that the answer to his identity was right here, in the palace. Which seemed quite impossible and ridiculous, but he couldn't help but think that the white-winged angel resided there.
He had just felt so familiar.
Like…
He frowned.
It couldn't be.
Could it?
The…
He cut himself off there and decided to take it up with Clow Read.
If the crazy man would talk to him.
He headed for the stables to find his trusty steed, but then paused half-way there, remembering the hell he had gone through the day before when the exact same 'trusty steed' had nearly thrown him into a mud-puddle, instead crushing and practically smothering the peasant…
A small ache panged, and he winced. Why did he have to remember that?
"I think I'll take another horse this time," he spoke out loud, trying to banish the gray-haired youth from his mind.
He really had such nice eyes…
He blanched.
"Or I'll walk."
~*~
Yukito couldn't help but stare as a little black cat with teeny-tiny butterfly wings and a corkscrew tail flying towards him. After all, he had never really been one to conceal his emotions, always showing up so clearly on his face.
Something inside him stirred impatiently as he watched the small, black kitty looked back at him gravely, as if searching for something in his face.
Apparently, he found it because the kitten got the smaller glimmer of… triumph?… in his eyes as he continued to look him up and down. He wondered if it would be best to leave, but he felt frozen in place, movement made impossible by the cat's piercing gaze.
"I know who you are," a soft voice commented.
"Huh?"
"Do you?"
What are you talking about? I'm Yukito, right?
The kitty sighed rather impatiently, as if frustrated by the gray-haired man's stupidity.
"Yue."
And then it all went black as a mind took over another.
~*~
The elegant eyebrow rose as the cold eyes watched his adversary silently, arms folded.
"Yue," Suppy acknowledged, watching him with equal casualness, "It's been a while."
Cerberus, sun-guardian and personal guardian of Sakura, was looking for a bowl of pudding when he heard something that caught his interest. A voice, threatening, and the familiar delicate blue aura of…
Yukito?
"So what are you doing here?" Kero stared.
It was a black kitten with green eyes, teeny-tiny green butterfly wings, and a corkscrew tail.
I thought he was a stuffed animal!!!!!!!
"I do not believe it's any of your business," was the quiet reply. Kero blinked… no longer was the quiet, gray-haired peasant that he had adapted to so quickly over the days, but a tall figure, the white hair tied back but falling all the way to the ground, taller than even himself.
And white wings.
His dream…
His dream!
"It is."
"Well," was the calm reply, "If it matters so much to you, I do believe you should already know."
"So bitter, so bitter. I do believe you've spoken more words now then all other meetings combined."
He apparently did not appreciate the joke.
~*~
Just… one… drop…
At the moment, Clow Read, a mysterious figure rarely ever seen was precariously tipping a vial of a dangerous looking green acid into a second vial, softly smoking. Just one more drop, and the potion would be complete.
And then…
"CLOW READ?!"
"WHAT THE—" Clow roared as he looked up, the hand that held the bottle just tipping slightly and… "HOLY SHIT!!"
Touya stared at the door, shocked as he heard the loud cursing. He'd heard the mage was eccentric… so powerful that he couldn't control it… perhaps he ought to leave before…
"What… do… you… want…" he found himself glaring into black eyes that flashed angrily.
"Are you Clow Read?"
"YES," Clow was seething, and Touya resisted the urge to run away bawling.
"Err…"
Clow glared at him further and then sighed, "What do you need, Kinomoto Touya?"
"But I…"
"Do you know what you just did?"
"Nanda?"
"LOOK," Clow jabbed his finger into the house as he moved aside so that Touya could plainly see that a smoking hole had eaten through the floor of the house, and was beginning to eat through the rest of the boards, "I seem to be lacking a… well… floor."
"Did I do that?"
Clow looked ready to explode.
"Well," he looked over the prince as if he was a piece of dung that needed to be dealt with… namely scraped off… "Since you're here, you might as well come in and get your questions answered."
He turned on his heel and stomped into the currently growing floorless house, Touya following behind almost timidly, "What happened?"
"What happened?" Clow stopped to glare at him again, "What happened?"
"Okay, forget I asked…"
"What happened was that I was doing a very delicate procedure when somebody yelled my name…" Clow got through gritted teeth, and Touya decided it had been a rather stupid question.
"I… I came to ask you a question."
"Well, that's why you're here, isn't it?"
"Last night," Touya decided to ignore the blatant sarcasm that dripped acidly in Clow's voice, "I was attacked by… something, when somebody saved me."
"I see that your observation skills are quite good."
"He had long white hair down past his feet and giant white wings, among other things," Touya continued, eyebrow raising at Clow's small twitch, "I have a feather that dropped from his wings. I was wondering if you would know who he is."
"Why would I know? I haven't memorized the 10,000 Magical Creatures of the Past Century," Clow sighed as he indulgently took the feather, barely looked at it, and gave it back to Touya, "It looks like a bird feather to me."
"You didn't even look at it!"
"Well, you asked for my opinion, didn't you?"
Touya stared at the mage, who was now avoiding his blue eyes, "You know, don't you?"
"I know nothing that needs to be known."
"I want to know!"
"Don't be so impatient. He will come to you when it's your time, you can be assured of that."
"Demo…"
"Yue's just shy, my prince. He's unsure of his place. So learn to wait. Heavens knows you can use that. And don't shout people's names anymore! You owe me a new floor, rest assured of at least that!!"
"Demo…"
Before he could finish his protest, Clow shoved him out of the house (whose floor was nearly completely gone by this point), and slammed the door in his face.
He stared at the door for a moment, just a millimeter away from his face, and then back at the feather.
"Bird feather… yeah right," he growled before Clow's words came back to his mind, pushing all else out.
He will come to you when it's your time, you can be assured of that.
What on earth did he mean by that?
White hair, amethyst-blue cat-eyes, and immaculate feathery wings… At this rate, with no idea of who…
He paused.
"Yue…" the name slipped easily from his lips, "Shy?!"
Needless to say, shy was the absolute last word he would have used for the stoic moon-angel…
At the same time as confusion was bubbling up rapidly in the young man's mind, Clow looked at the delicate vial that he had set down before opening the door to allow Touya in.
"So Yue… you've come back," he touched the wood of the table gently, "I know you'll do me proud."
At that exact moment, the acid ate through the wood beneath the table, and the slight pressure of his hand caused the floor to collapse and the table to fall, nearly making him lose his balance. He stared at the rotted wood that had formerly been his floor and now led to a gaping hole in the middle of the room, nearly eating up everything except for about three feet among the edges. Another loud crack, and the three feet on the other side of the room collapsed.
Clow sighed.
"Now I don't have a floor anymore…"
~*~
Yue stared at the black kitty with great misgiving as it too scrutinized him.
"So, you're the one our master has been talking about."
The statement completely threw him off guard as he stared into the emerald green eyes, completely different from his own, "What are you saying?"
Kero grimaced at the look on Suppy's face. Something along the lines of an antelope looking at it's soon to be kill.
"It doesn't matter," he replied smoothly, "It's only a matter of time."
Matter of time? Kero wondered, What is it with these memories? Who are these people? What on earth is going on?
The look on Yue's face seemed to reflect the same question, although it was unseen by Cerberus, as Suppy flew somewhat swaggeringly past his face. Kero crouched down, trying to make sure that he was unseen by the small butterfly-winged kitty, but it didn't appear to matter because the kitten barely seemed to notice that there was a floor there. He simply didn't care.
And when Cerberus turned back to see the angel-winged being turn to watch as he turned to also watch the green-winged kitten fly by.
Staring into the depths of those amethyst-blue eyes, he lost himself…
"You WHAT?!"
"You heard me Cerberus," the voice replied, seemingly cold but with a gentleness not lost by the lion.
"You can't…" he stared at the white wings, moonlight streaming gently from the window to cause the feathers to glow.
"Gomen."
"That's all you can say?" So irritated… he knew it was mean, but he was irritated. He wasn't going to lose him too, was he?
"Farewell, Kero." And with those parting words, the white wings spread quickly and he flew out the window, lost feathers floating downwards slowly.
Two teardrops.
Were they his own or… his?
"Farewell?"
His golden eyes sprang open. Why is it that he didn't remember this until now?
His confusement mounted and he blinked repeatedly as he stared into… nothing.
~*~
"Kaijuu, where's…" Touya immediately stopped as he stared openly at the scene before him, "GAKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
The two practically jumped a foot off the bed as they turned to look at the older man, who was glaring at them furiously.
"What. Are. You. Doing." Each word was a concealed threat, and he took a step for each word. Syaoran had his arm protectively around his little sister, as if he was going to have to protect her! Yeah right! That gaki was going to be getting free flying lessons in approximately ten seconds as soon as he got his hands on him…
"Onii-chan…" Sakura sighed, "We are engaged, you know."
"He… that… gaki had his hand down your shirt!"
Oh, he was going to die. Let him repeat that. He. Was. Going. To. DIE! NOW! Painfully! Very painfully! That'll teach the stupid gaki to touch his baby sister that way!
"Don't call him gaki. He has a name too," a quiet voice admonished, quickly cutting through his mad rage. An incredibly familiar, quiet voice. Touya stiffened and turned only to find himself looking into a pair of friendly brown eyes behind glasses.
"Yukito-san!" Sakura smiled happily as Touya stared.
"Yuki… Yukito?" he managed to get out as he stared at the peasant. Sakura and Syaoran stiffened, uneasy at the way the prince was watching their friend. Apparently, they already knew each other and had absolutely no need for an introduction, "Why are you here?"
They both appeared to be at a loss for words, Yukito for answering the incredulous question, Touya for speaking anymore. So this is what had happened to him after the human leech had attached herself to him?! Why didn't he say something?! Oh, wait, stupid question. But then… but then… but then… why didn't the kaijuu say anything?!
"Touya, you look like a goldfish with your mouth open like that," Syaoran finally commented, quickly leaving the room before the older man could register his words and dismantle him slowly.
~*~
Although it was stated as a request, they all knew that it was more of a command. But the shock that had seeped into the room with their… well, second meeting, had left everybody gaping that nobody really bothered to look into the formalities.
At least, that's what Tsukishiro Yukito tried to tell himself as he shyly looked at the black-haired prince, who was trying his best not to stare at his companion. He honestly didn't know why he was here, strolling casually with this quiet youth, except he had been requested to do so and he could not disobey his prince's command.
"I thought I lost you."
Both parties were quite surprised (to say the least), Touya for letting the words slip out of his mouth and Yukito for hearing them.
"Na… nani?" he whispered as Touya mentally hit himself on the head. Perhaps he should take the words back? But that would hurt his companion… he didn't know why it was so important not to hurt his companion.
It was almost as if he was…
"Touya," Yukito's voice was quiet as he looked into the prince's eyes.
"Yes Yuki?"
Ack! He slapped himself mentally again. What was his heart doing?
A blush spread across Yukito's face, "Ah…"
"Erm…"
They stared at each other for a moment, neither knowing what to say. Both were shocked at the turn the conversation was taking. The way they spoke it was as if they had known each other for years, not for the mere two days that was reality.
"It's okay… you can call me that…" Yukito finally stuttered, smiling that pleasant smile of his.
"… Arigatou."
What else was he supposed to say? Rather than think about, Touya quickly changed the subject.
"So, Yuki… what were you saying?"
"Ah… Have you ever heard of a sister complex, To-ya?"
A blush! What was it with the slipping of these nicknames today anyway? There must have been something in the air, something causing all of these strange impulses! There just had to be… there was no other logical explanation for this!
"No…" Touya shook his head, dismissing the matter, "What are you talking about?"
Yuki smiled sweetly, and Touya had to resist the urge to kiss him.
Wait a second.
What on earth was he saying?!?!
"Well… you are always making fun of your sister but when you see her with anybody else, you get very protective. It is as if you are protective of her so that you can have the sole job of making fun of her!" Yukito explained brightly, not noticing the faint red that colored Touya's face.
"I don't do that!" he protested, the lie enough to cause the blush to disappear. Yukito just laughed lightly, a sound that was pure and so undeniably pleasant.
"Of course not, To-ya," he teased.
It was a sudden impulse that caused the victim of the teasing to take his tormenter's hand. To the surprise of both, he did not resist.
This can't be happening to me! Touya thought desperately as his heart beat madly. The sun was setting, casting shadows onto Yuki's face, yet making it so much more enticing.
It's… like… it's like when I saw… he leaned closer, shutting his eyes as his lips reached for…
Like Yue…
Alas, before contact…
"TOUYA-KUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!"
Touya and Yukito jerked away from each other as Nakuru launched herself onto the prince, more or less latching herself to his neck.
"I was looking for you all day but I couldn't find you where were you have you been avoiding me that really isn't very nice I hope I'm not interrupting but when I saw you I had to say hello and…" she paused before she spat out, "What is the peasant boy doing here?!"
As Touya blushed, paused, and started to sputter out a meager and completely inadequate explanation, Yukito felt a small prick of something undeniable in his heart.
~*~
"I heard screaming. Was that you?"
Nakuru brushed her hair casually out of her face as she sauntered into the room, ignoring the question. He sighed and flew up to her shoulder, landing on it.
"I contacted the master today."
That caught her attention.
"What did he say?"
"He wants to speak to Yue. We are to bring him tonight."
Nakuru Akizuki, otherwise known as Ruby Moon, nodded understandingly.
~*~
It was foolish, he knew that, but he couldn't resist. Course, it was practically a given. After all, how many white-winged angels sat casually on palace roofs? But as mentioned before, he couldn't resist! It was a full moon, and he loved to savor the moonlight in a way that Yukito could never do. The sensation of his namesake's light dancing on his skin was enough incentive for him to throw caution to the wind. Half his mind (the rational part, mainly) screamed at him to use some common sense, change back to Yukito, and if he must still insist on such foolishness, enjoy the gentle beams BUT as Yukito. The other half ignored the bellowed whining.
However, in a few moments, his rational mind would serve a humiliating win over the rest of him.
Touya Kinomoto blinked as a flash of white came into view. No… wait… not a flash. It was still there. He stared, as if he could not believe his eyes. The name stilled on his lips.
"Yue…"
The angel seemed to hear him, stiffening visibly. Touya was able to see the startled face turn to look at him, the beautiful amethyst-blue eyes widening in surprise. The moon-light was shining strongly, but it was unnecessary when the seemingly delicate wings spread out, glowing with their own special light as he got up.
"Huh? No… wait!" the dark-haired prince yelled, starting to run and completely forgetting the fact that the reason why he never ran across the roof… he was liable to break his neck, as he had almost done once before.
He would have flushed at the memory (if he had taken the time to remember it). Especially since he did break his neck. But one of the most skilled healers in the realm had fixed him up, after giving him a lecture that took an entire day and making sure the recovery process was very painful.
"Yue!"
The name almost seemed to send the angel into a panic, who actually seemed to stumble as he took a step. His wings flapped just twice, quickly lifting off as he practically fell off the roof in his alarm, although quickly composing himself as he flew down past the kaijuu's window (in the process waking up a usually grouchy when woken up at odd times and now very suspicious sun guardian with the flash of silvery white hair and his feathery wings) with the air of a lost child who didn't know where to go.
Touya reached the area where the moon guardian had been sitting and basking into the gentle moonlight, the only remnants of the beautiful presence in the snowy white feathers that remained. He picked one up almost sadly as he watched the figure speeding away as quickly as possible, burning humiliation and… fear?
Fear?
Why would he be scared?
It was a question to keep him up on those rainy nights…
But at the moment…
He could only stand there. Staring. The moonlight was so strong that it was making him blink from its brightness. Whoever could have known that it could be so bright?
"Why did you run away from me again?"
The cold wind blowing past his being and ruffling the dark hair gave no answer.
However, he hadn't really expected one.
~*~
Why am I even running? Yue wondered, still confused. Part of him wanted to change back to Yukito as quickly as possible… make his escape that way and be much less suspicious than a silver-haired angel with wings to boot. Yet… part of him wanted to fly back up there to Touya. There was something so stunning in his aura that just drew him back… something he hadn't felt for so long.
It scared him.
It scared him so badly that he couldn't understand why. Was it because he had felt it before, and… it was too soon. It was happening too quickly. He couldn't be having these feelings now, of all times! It hadn't been long enough! But he was supposed to move on? Was this part of it?
Confusion…
He didn't even notice when the sun-guardian grabbed a mouthful of the long cloth that was draped over his shoulder until he was prepared to fly down and change back to Yukito (much easier).
~*~
He had been plagued by those annoying dreams again. Moonlight, long white hair, whispers of words and the wind that seemed to drown everything away, and tears. Not that many though, maybe just one or two. But that's what he remembered.
And a name.
Okay, so he didn't exactly remember the name from the dream, but from that little black kitty that made him just as edgy as the brown/pink eyed visiting princess. He was absolutely sure that her eyes had turned pink. And what did she have so much against the… well, as she called him, peasant boy?
A sudden flash of white. Strangely enough, it wasn't from his dream, but… he opened his eyes just slightly.
Just in time to see the white-haired angel from his dreams zip by.
I'm dreaming… I'm dreaming… oh to hell with it… he quickly got up, careful not to make too much noise and wake up the princess. Bounding up, he squeezed through the thin window (a comical sight for anyone to see, and marvelously easy to see with the bright moonlight), but managed to get through without reverting to his smaller form.
And then he realized that it really wasn't a dream. There, below him, was him. Very flustered and seemed to be torn between finding a place to land on the shaded ground or flying high, high, higher until he could touch the moon.
He quickly folded his wings inward and dove towards the moon-guardian, who didn't even notice his presence, even when the lion grabbed the white material in his mouth, completely ignoring the fact that his teeth were tearing nice holes. In fact, he still didn't notice until he started to fly downwards.
And was stopped.
Time seemed to stand still (to be cliché), as he turned to face Kero, who just hovered there, cocky grin very much evident even with something in his mouth, "Cerberus…"
"Yue."
Well, that's what he meant to say, but the cloth in his mouth made it sound more like a muffled sneeze. Not very helpful. But he wasn't very willing to let go, lest the radiant being fly off again. Which he wasn't willing to allow to happen.
The two were staring into each other's eyes, neither willing to break the staring contest. Kero wanted to moan with his own pent-up frustration. This certainly wasn't getting anywhere, answering any of his questions! Standing here with fabric in his mouth as he stared at what seemed to be the cause of all his problems stare back at him with what seemed to be absolutely no inclination to explain everything. Or anything, for that matter.
"Yes?" he finally asked delicately, his voice devoid of any emotion.
Kero felt like slapping him.
"MmmuphYuwahmphhhhh."
He could have sworn that the angel had made that small choking sound and a smirk tugging at those perfect lips… was he laughing at him, the guardian beast?!?!
While he debated letting go of the material and just pouncing on him or maybe ripping it clear off to annoy him, his need for revenge was accomplished by a very different source as a fuchsia pink crystal whizzed past them, narrowly missing both their heads, although it still managed to cut off a few strands of the silver hair, which fell to the ground.
"Well, it's been a while hasn't it?" a decidedly feminine voice asked mockingly, Kero dropping his mouthful. Not that it mattered anymore; Yue couldn't and most likely wouldn't run away from this.
"What the hell are you blabbering about, you psychotic butterfly?!" the lion demanded, both he and Yue rising as if one to face the two newcomers face to face.
"Cerberus, don't you remember? Or did you truly forget it all? Shame," a panther with butterfly (?!) wings teased lightly, looking much more serious than his pink-haired companion.
"I think this is a sure win, don't you think so?" the pink-haired butterfly asked, triumph flashing in her… pink! Pink eyes!
"Akizuki?" Kero stared, disbelievingly.
"Actually, it's Ruby Moon," Ruby bowed mockingly before looking at the two again, "And I do believe that the sooner this is finished, the sooner we can finish our business and leave."
Kero growled as he opened his mouth, the fiery flames whipping towards the two butterfly-winged beings. They dodged easily, both aiming for their respective targets… target! He turned in time to see both converging their attacks at the moon-guardian, who had raised a blue-tinted shield to block them. The poor lion put aside his mind-boggling bewilderment and spat out the fire balls at the duo, the panther taking a heavy hit.
Falling… falling… falling… but then those black and green wings flapped and sent him shooting up, right… at… him!
"KUSSO!" he yelled as he was surrounded in solid red light that beat relentlessly at every inch of fur and feathers.
"Cerberus!" Yue turned in time not only to dodge a volley of pink crystals, but to see his… brother… get blasted by the black panther… most likely the deranged princess's deranged cat companion, Suppy. His own hand glowed as he sent his own ice crystals at the sun guardian's attacker, keeping his amethyst-blue eyes steady on the butterfly, who seemed to enjoy the whole thing greatly. She brought a single finger up, and his crystals seemed to disintegrate.
Not very helpful.
"Aiyah," Ruby sighed as she… it… thing… bleh… sent another barrage of crystals at him, "Don't you understand, Yue? Our master's magic is still more powerful."
He didn't have time to answer as she (okay, I admit it, I started this story before I started calling Ruby it, and I am in no mood to go back and change those she's to it's, so gomen) launched her next ferocious attack.
~*~
Author note: *grimaces mightily* Kyahh. I am very, very, very, mondo crappy at writing fight scenes which do not involve swords and such. Therefore, I am in great need of skipping the battle to the end of it. Not that much happened, but this is why the transition is quite abrupt. *grimaces again* Maybe I should give Yue and Ruby some swords and see what happens from there… not that they really need it. Anyhow, this pointless author's note is essentially to tell you that some most likely fantastical battle has passed since the whole mess started. *thinks* I dunno, actually. Just know it's the end, kay? Gah, I'm an idiot.
~*~
He could only watch from above. Nobody even noticed that he was watching, the participants too busy attacking or defending. But he was watching every moment of the fight, although concentrating mainly on the pink-haired butterfly and…
Yue.
His kaijuu's stuffed animal took another hard hit from the panther, falling to the ground heavily. He was yelling curses loud enough to wake the dead, yet nobody had seemed to take notice of his roars or the occasional explosion when a wayside crystal or blast hit the trees.
It was as if nobody knew it was happening.
The two seemed to be suffering much more than the butterfly-winged attackers, but he had no idea why. What was that the butterfly had said? She looked awfully familiar, now that he thought about it, but that was off the point.
Our master's magic is still more powerful…
More powerful than whom's?
With Cerberus out of the count, the panther turned away from his former opponent and helped his sister.
Time seemed to slow (to be cliché), as he shot out his attack at his sister's opponent.
"YUE!" Touya screamed, and Yue looked up at him incredulously before the bright red caught his attention. The amethyst eyes widened but before he could do anything about it, he was falling to the ground, unconscious (what a common occurrence this is).
"Oh great, now look at what you've done!" Ruby screamed.
"Stop yelling at me, catch him you psychotic cross-dressing butterfly!"
Touya's knuckles turned white as they gripped the side of the roof, helpless to do anything as the angel fell to the earth, when the strangest thing began to happen. The white wings came up, as if on their own accord, to wrap around the figure. When they fell away, a new figure had taken his place.
The moonlight was more than enough to illuminate the soft gray-hair and glasses.
"Yuki…"
~*~
Cerberus too had recovered enough to see the change. His eyes widened as he too realized the identity of the peasant… it all made sense now! The strange feeling of familiarity he got when close to Sakura's new friend, the aura… all of it! He understood now, he understood what was going on!
Well, except for what to do about the fact that two strangers had blasted him out of the air and now a very unconscious Tsukishiro Yukito was falling to the earth, a fall enough to kill him upon impact. The weight of the situation made him try to up, but he fell heavily, cursing wildly as he watched helplessly.
Just before impact, the psychopath known as Ruby Moon caught him in time to prevent him from going splat (these are Kei's words when we made the plot, blame her!). Above her, Spinel Sun watched and the two flew away quickly.
"No…" he growled. Okay, yes, he was very appreciative that they hadn't allowed his brother to become moon-guardian stroganoff, but it didn't make him any happier that the two beings who had caused this entire mishap in the first place were carrying him off… "No, no, no… YUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Throughout the palace, alerted by the sun-guardian's bellow, Sakura, Syaoran, and Tomoyo woke up in time to hear the wind brush away the words.
~*~ Tsuzuku ~*~
PM: Thank god for my brain sevearl days ago. At least I no longer have to think about where to cut off. There's only one more part after this, and then the story's done. Well, technically the story's ALREADY done, but you get the message.
Jyou: That's right. Now stop tormenting the nice people, PM.
PM *sulks*: That's so mean… I'm going to go watch some Yu-gi-oh. That might make me feel better… *sniffles* Except for the eye colors are driving me crazy. Yami has green eyes in the manga, red eyes in season 1, and purple eyes in season 2. If there's a season 3, I bet his eyes will be hot pink! Jyounouchi has blue eyes in the manga and brown eyes in season 2. Bakura has blue eyes SOMEWHERE, and brown eyes in season 2, and apparently green eyes SOMEWHERE. Oh, and Kaiba appears to have green hair in season 1. Very weird.
Yami: Stop your whining.
PM: The Dark Magician is cute too.
*everybody sweatdrops*
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