HELLO EVERYBODY. FIRST, I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT THIS IS JUST A TRANSLATION.
THIS FANFIC WAS ORIGINALY WROTE IN SPANISH. THE KIND OF VOCABULARY USED IN
IT ISN´T MY RESPONSABILITY. WELL, ENJOY IT!
Love: ~*Némesis Tsuki*~
DISCLAIMER: I DON´T OWN THIS FANFICTION; I DON´T OWN CARD CAPTOR SAKURA. CLAMP, KODANSHA, NELVANA, ETC. DO.
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1 What I feel for you.
By: Kaede.
CHAPTER · 6
Syaoran wandered by Tomoeda´s streets. He was tired of running. He wanted to go home, but Wei would ask him what happened.
"Oh no! I didn´t called Wei to tell him that I was at... ¡ah fuck you Eriol!" He yelled hitting an innocent tree. But he tried to calm down and make clear his thoughts... 'Eriol. I've never called him by his first name.'... and his feelings.
"Could it be my imagination? Or we were just gonna... no! No! I DO love Sakura! It was for her that I´m back here!... but... then, why did I feel nothing when I kissed her? And why did I hesitate when I went closer to him to say 'Hi'? Why does it happen to me... again?"
He sighed and looked at the sky, more confused than ever... even more confused than when he met Yukito or Sakura –he was waiting for Yue to appear with his gorgeous perfection and tell him what to do, as a few years ago. But he knew that the beautiful angel wouldn´t come.
'This time I have to do it by myself. I bet you that he fall down by his own will. But just then the rain started to fall. That´s illogical. Perhaps he does feel the same way, if he doesn´t then why did he created that rain?'
Eriol seemed to have wander over the whole city without getting any sight of Syaoran. His legs wouldn´t give more of their selves. He had a big knot in his throat and he felt such an impotence that the tears started to fall down his cheeks.
Suddenly he saw a few ugly guys hitting a boy. They dropped him among them like a ball and each man hurted his face, his chest, his stomach...
"Let go of him!"
"Oh, look guys another 'good' boy."
"Maybe he have something, not like you" Said a man hitting Syaoran again.
"You aren´t thinking of defeat all of us just for save an unknown boy, are you?"
"He isn´t an unknown man, he is my friend Syaoran!"
Li´s heart seemed to stop beating. At that moment it didn´t matter the fact that he was bleeding. His name spelled out of Eriol´s lips were music for him; a beautiful melody he could hear 'till he was dead just for go to heaven and continuing listening it.
"Eriol, don´t get closer, get out of here" 'Thanks God you found me.'
Clow Jr. (je, je) couldn´t believe it. Among that horrible riot, he felt happy to hear Syaoran calling him by his name.
"This the last time I say you LET GO OF HIM!"
"If don´t let go of him what...?"
"This asshole!"
He left his key in his house, yes, but yet Eriol conserved his basically powers. Each powers were strong enough to defeat those guys.
"Are you alright Syaoran?"
"Yeah, don't worry, I am... Eriol."
"B-but ¡you're bleeding! How could you say you're alright?"
"Well, I am 'cause you're here." *_*
~*To Be Continued*~
Love: ~*Némesis Tsuki*~
DISCLAIMER: I DON´T OWN THIS FANFICTION; I DON´T OWN CARD CAPTOR SAKURA. CLAMP, KODANSHA, NELVANA, ETC. DO.
~*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*(*~
1 What I feel for you.
By: Kaede.
CHAPTER · 6
Syaoran wandered by Tomoeda´s streets. He was tired of running. He wanted to go home, but Wei would ask him what happened.
"Oh no! I didn´t called Wei to tell him that I was at... ¡ah fuck you Eriol!" He yelled hitting an innocent tree. But he tried to calm down and make clear his thoughts... 'Eriol. I've never called him by his first name.'... and his feelings.
"Could it be my imagination? Or we were just gonna... no! No! I DO love Sakura! It was for her that I´m back here!... but... then, why did I feel nothing when I kissed her? And why did I hesitate when I went closer to him to say 'Hi'? Why does it happen to me... again?"
He sighed and looked at the sky, more confused than ever... even more confused than when he met Yukito or Sakura –he was waiting for Yue to appear with his gorgeous perfection and tell him what to do, as a few years ago. But he knew that the beautiful angel wouldn´t come.
'This time I have to do it by myself. I bet you that he fall down by his own will. But just then the rain started to fall. That´s illogical. Perhaps he does feel the same way, if he doesn´t then why did he created that rain?'
Eriol seemed to have wander over the whole city without getting any sight of Syaoran. His legs wouldn´t give more of their selves. He had a big knot in his throat and he felt such an impotence that the tears started to fall down his cheeks.
Suddenly he saw a few ugly guys hitting a boy. They dropped him among them like a ball and each man hurted his face, his chest, his stomach...
"Let go of him!"
"Oh, look guys another 'good' boy."
"Maybe he have something, not like you" Said a man hitting Syaoran again.
"You aren´t thinking of defeat all of us just for save an unknown boy, are you?"
"He isn´t an unknown man, he is my friend Syaoran!"
Li´s heart seemed to stop beating. At that moment it didn´t matter the fact that he was bleeding. His name spelled out of Eriol´s lips were music for him; a beautiful melody he could hear 'till he was dead just for go to heaven and continuing listening it.
"Eriol, don´t get closer, get out of here" 'Thanks God you found me.'
Clow Jr. (je, je) couldn´t believe it. Among that horrible riot, he felt happy to hear Syaoran calling him by his name.
"This the last time I say you LET GO OF HIM!"
"If don´t let go of him what...?"
"This asshole!"
He left his key in his house, yes, but yet Eriol conserved his basically powers. Each powers were strong enough to defeat those guys.
"Are you alright Syaoran?"
"Yeah, don't worry, I am... Eriol."
"B-but ¡you're bleeding! How could you say you're alright?"
"Well, I am 'cause you're here." *_*
~*To Be Continued*~