Maple's Wisdom: Hiya all! This is the epilogue...but keep an eye out for the sequel, CCT! It'll be more Action/Adventure/Humor than Angst. *sobs* I didn't get any reviews cept a flame! Little rabbit FuFu...*bobs head energetically* Sigh. I'm gonna go write a parody on flames :).
Maple's Motto:
Don't like,
Don't flame,
Don't read.
Maple's Disclaimer:
Don't own,
Don't sue,
Me broke.
*worships CLAMP*
I sighed contentedly, leaning lightly against Eriol. This is the life.
Xiaolang had draped his arms around Tomoyo and rested his chin on her head. Tomoyo was gazing at the stars, not paying any attention to her marshmallow that was toasting in the fire.
{AN: Made from all the flames we get! *glares at flamer*}
"Tomoyo.."
"Hai, Syaoran-kun?"
"Your marshmallow..."
"Eek!" Tomoyo leapt up deftly, waving the flaming marshmallow in the air. Not the smartest thing to do, but it was sooo kawaii, and I got it on tape!
Xiaolang got bored and quickly blew on the marshmallow, extinguishing the fire.
Tomoyo smiled in that I-really-messed-up-this-time way. She held up her blackened confection. "Flombaed marshmallow...mm-mmm-good."
We laughed.
Xiaolang grabbed Tomoyo and pulled her into a fierce hug. "No way, Tomoyo. It's all mine!" he said, biting the marshmallow right off the stick. Xiaolang actually *likes* burnt marshmalllows.
His face went red. "Guess it was too hot..." said Eriol evilly. I giggled.
"C'mon, Tomoyo-chan! Let's go!" I said, anticipating one of our Risk games. They were always a blast.
{Don't say anything! You CAN SO play Risk with only two people! I do it all the time :)}
We used to play with Sakura-chan...in the old days.
Tomoyo got up. "I'll get the board, Mei-chan. And don't you think I'll go easy on you like last time!" She giggled, using the nickname she devoloped for me recently.
"What's this about a board?" asked Xiaolang.
"Girl stuff, Xiao." I said, winking.
Eriol smiled, rolling his eyes. "Yes, Meiling, world domination games is girl stuff."
"ERIOL!" I covered his mouth, mock-glaring at him.
{Who could get mad at Eriol? Oh, right...Syao-kun.}
"Risk? I want to play, Meiling-chan!" whined Xiaolang.
I rolled my eyes. Tomoyo returned, telling me it was all set up.
"Tomoyo, if we don't let them play, I have a feeling we'll regret it in the morning." After all, my cousin and Eriol are best at revenge.
Tomoyo nodded. "I guess Syao's green and Eriol's blue, right?" The two nodded. "OK! I'm black and Meiling's red!"
"*black*? Don't you normally pick purple for everything?"
Tomoyo pouted, explained that Risk didn't have purple.
But when we got there, Tomoyo's pieces were purple. So sweet of Eriol-kun.
*
"Mou, Syao-kun, why're you surrounding me?" pouted Tomoyo.
"I formed an alliance with Meiling." Said Xiaolang.
"It's only a game, Tomoyo!" I said cheerfully.
We had all lay belly-down on the tarp, on on each side of the board, supporting our heads with the amazing invention, elbows.
"Oh!" Tomoyo accidentaly knocked over the pink army case, which spilled everywhere.
Tomoyo pouted. "Sakura-chan was really good at Risk..."
I laughed. "Yes, she always took South America and Australia at the beginning, and at the end she had the entire Japan!" I said with a small laugh.
"Mou, Mei-chan. You should respect her memory."
"Aw, c'mon, Tomoyo. I bet she's looking down on us right now and saying, 'Hoe?!? I was bad at Risk?'" I imitated.
As we picked up the pink plastic playing pieces, we all fondly remembered our dense little Sakura-chan.
"Do you think she's angry at us...you know, for replacing her?" asked Xiaolang softly, looking at the skies.
Tomoyo smiled, shaking her head. "I used to...but you know, she's up there. And she's looking down at us, and she's happy, 'cause we're happy. And now that she's way up there, she's always content, because it's a great place. So I'm thinking..."
I gazed into the stars. "...She just wants us to be as happy as we were before." I finished for Tomoyo.
It was Tomoyo's turn. She had all of Asia, but her borders were weak and Xiaolang was probably going to attack her next turn.
She put her tonnes of new armies onto her borders and quickly eliminated Xiaolang from the game.
She smiled in a Tomoyo-like way, and Xiaolang gave his cards to Tomoyo and moved behind her to watch.
*
The game was down to Tomoyo-chan and I. I had the Americas and Africa. Tomoyo had Europe, Asia and Australia. It was my turn.
"SUGAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled a sugar-high Suppi-chan, knocking the board over. Eriol ran after the guardian, while the rest of us cleaned it up.
Tomoyo and I declared it a draw.
Tomoyo and I climbed into our sleeping bags (the boys were in the other tent) and talked girl talk.
*
"MEI-CHAN! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE UP!" screamed Tomoyo in my ear.
"Huh?" I said blearily, rubbing my eyes.
Tomoyo rolled her eyes. "We're meeting the boys for breakfast at eight, Mei. You have to get dressed."
I nodded, getting up and shooing Tomoyo out of the tent, for she was already dressed in denim capris and a white t-shirt, with her hair two braids.
I pawed through my bag frantically. It was already 5:01, which meant I only had 2 hours and 59 minutes!
{LOL}
I pulled out my short-sleeved, long (as in tuck it in) pink blouse, which had pink and white ribbons attached all around the sleeves, then the other ends attached to gold bangles which I threaded my hands through. Ta-dum, ribbon sleeves. I tied the part that was hanging down into a knot, and pulled on some white flairs.
I searched for my hair elastics, but instead found a pink ribbon.
~Flashback~
iDear Meiling-chan,
Happy birthday! I hope you like your present. I know it's not much, but mou, I only get 200 yen a week! It's enclosed, which is why this letter came in a box. Tomoyo and Eriol-kun send their love, and things are going quite well between them. Say hello to Syaoran for me, if you can.
Your everloving friend,
Sakura Kinomoto/i
Fourteen-year-old Meiling Li smiled at the short but sweet letter her bubbly Japanese friend had sent her. It was even in childish Chinese writing. I wonder where she learned, mused Meiling.
She opened the box, and found a beautiful white stuffed rabbit. Around its neck was a pink ribbon.
She untied the ribbon and used it to pull her pigtail together at the back. She named the bunny kuro, because it was japanese, and knew it was white, not black(kuro), but she was in a strange mood.
~Flashback~
I smiled, and tied the ribbon around my neck. I brushed my hair one hundred strokes, for it's an old legend that if you brush your hair one hundred strokes twice a day, your hair will grow long and thick and beautiful.
Worked for me.
*
"Meiling! You wore you hair out!" exclaimed Tomoyo, surprised. I nodded. "And...why are you carrying a white bunny?"
"That's kuro, Tomoyo." I said, smiling. "She was a present from Sakura."
Tomoyo gasped, looking around warily.
"What is it, Tomoyo?"
"I sense...a Sakura card."
Charisma's Critique: Wasn't that weird, a cliffhanger in the epilogue. Weeell, you'll just have to wait for the sequel to see what happened! Mwahaha~! As you can see, the four have now decided that as long as they're happy, Sakura "up there" will be happy. I agree! Yay! Done this fic! Good memories here...and no, flamer, you can't flame the sequel 'cause I'm putting a warning in the summary :P! My first fic is *stamps stamp* DONE! And now I'll just have to see if my other fics will continue, because so far, no one asked me to continue my one-shot. (See my bio.) Also, I just need one more vote for the Six Dancing Princesses, people! Three for the Three Stuffies In The Well. And please, don't bother suggesting couples, because *cackles evilly* I won't do S+S E+T on either :). Did I miss anything? If I did, I have a reason for not finishing that, too! (Cliche, by the way, is finished.)
Charisma's Motto:
Read and review make Maple and Charisma happy little rabid Meowths.
This is the end of Underneath the Sakura Tree. Watch for the sequel, and if you liked my style of writing (Quoting err..sorry! It's someone whose really good column I read! What's wrong with blatant self-promotion in healthy doses? ^_~) Then click on my name and read and review one of my other fics! This is my only T+S M+E so far, but I have other unusual couples as well.
So, Bai~!
Maple's Motto:
Don't like,
Don't flame,
Don't read.
Maple's Disclaimer:
Don't own,
Don't sue,
Me broke.
*worships CLAMP*
I sighed contentedly, leaning lightly against Eriol. This is the life.
Xiaolang had draped his arms around Tomoyo and rested his chin on her head. Tomoyo was gazing at the stars, not paying any attention to her marshmallow that was toasting in the fire.
{AN: Made from all the flames we get! *glares at flamer*}
"Tomoyo.."
"Hai, Syaoran-kun?"
"Your marshmallow..."
"Eek!" Tomoyo leapt up deftly, waving the flaming marshmallow in the air. Not the smartest thing to do, but it was sooo kawaii, and I got it on tape!
Xiaolang got bored and quickly blew on the marshmallow, extinguishing the fire.
Tomoyo smiled in that I-really-messed-up-this-time way. She held up her blackened confection. "Flombaed marshmallow...mm-mmm-good."
We laughed.
Xiaolang grabbed Tomoyo and pulled her into a fierce hug. "No way, Tomoyo. It's all mine!" he said, biting the marshmallow right off the stick. Xiaolang actually *likes* burnt marshmalllows.
His face went red. "Guess it was too hot..." said Eriol evilly. I giggled.
"C'mon, Tomoyo-chan! Let's go!" I said, anticipating one of our Risk games. They were always a blast.
{Don't say anything! You CAN SO play Risk with only two people! I do it all the time :)}
We used to play with Sakura-chan...in the old days.
Tomoyo got up. "I'll get the board, Mei-chan. And don't you think I'll go easy on you like last time!" She giggled, using the nickname she devoloped for me recently.
"What's this about a board?" asked Xiaolang.
"Girl stuff, Xiao." I said, winking.
Eriol smiled, rolling his eyes. "Yes, Meiling, world domination games is girl stuff."
"ERIOL!" I covered his mouth, mock-glaring at him.
{Who could get mad at Eriol? Oh, right...Syao-kun.}
"Risk? I want to play, Meiling-chan!" whined Xiaolang.
I rolled my eyes. Tomoyo returned, telling me it was all set up.
"Tomoyo, if we don't let them play, I have a feeling we'll regret it in the morning." After all, my cousin and Eriol are best at revenge.
Tomoyo nodded. "I guess Syao's green and Eriol's blue, right?" The two nodded. "OK! I'm black and Meiling's red!"
"*black*? Don't you normally pick purple for everything?"
Tomoyo pouted, explained that Risk didn't have purple.
But when we got there, Tomoyo's pieces were purple. So sweet of Eriol-kun.
*
"Mou, Syao-kun, why're you surrounding me?" pouted Tomoyo.
"I formed an alliance with Meiling." Said Xiaolang.
"It's only a game, Tomoyo!" I said cheerfully.
We had all lay belly-down on the tarp, on on each side of the board, supporting our heads with the amazing invention, elbows.
"Oh!" Tomoyo accidentaly knocked over the pink army case, which spilled everywhere.
Tomoyo pouted. "Sakura-chan was really good at Risk..."
I laughed. "Yes, she always took South America and Australia at the beginning, and at the end she had the entire Japan!" I said with a small laugh.
"Mou, Mei-chan. You should respect her memory."
"Aw, c'mon, Tomoyo. I bet she's looking down on us right now and saying, 'Hoe?!? I was bad at Risk?'" I imitated.
As we picked up the pink plastic playing pieces, we all fondly remembered our dense little Sakura-chan.
"Do you think she's angry at us...you know, for replacing her?" asked Xiaolang softly, looking at the skies.
Tomoyo smiled, shaking her head. "I used to...but you know, she's up there. And she's looking down at us, and she's happy, 'cause we're happy. And now that she's way up there, she's always content, because it's a great place. So I'm thinking..."
I gazed into the stars. "...She just wants us to be as happy as we were before." I finished for Tomoyo.
It was Tomoyo's turn. She had all of Asia, but her borders were weak and Xiaolang was probably going to attack her next turn.
She put her tonnes of new armies onto her borders and quickly eliminated Xiaolang from the game.
She smiled in a Tomoyo-like way, and Xiaolang gave his cards to Tomoyo and moved behind her to watch.
*
The game was down to Tomoyo-chan and I. I had the Americas and Africa. Tomoyo had Europe, Asia and Australia. It was my turn.
"SUGAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled a sugar-high Suppi-chan, knocking the board over. Eriol ran after the guardian, while the rest of us cleaned it up.
Tomoyo and I declared it a draw.
Tomoyo and I climbed into our sleeping bags (the boys were in the other tent) and talked girl talk.
*
"MEI-CHAN! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE UP!" screamed Tomoyo in my ear.
"Huh?" I said blearily, rubbing my eyes.
Tomoyo rolled her eyes. "We're meeting the boys for breakfast at eight, Mei. You have to get dressed."
I nodded, getting up and shooing Tomoyo out of the tent, for she was already dressed in denim capris and a white t-shirt, with her hair two braids.
I pawed through my bag frantically. It was already 5:01, which meant I only had 2 hours and 59 minutes!
{LOL}
I pulled out my short-sleeved, long (as in tuck it in) pink blouse, which had pink and white ribbons attached all around the sleeves, then the other ends attached to gold bangles which I threaded my hands through. Ta-dum, ribbon sleeves. I tied the part that was hanging down into a knot, and pulled on some white flairs.
I searched for my hair elastics, but instead found a pink ribbon.
~Flashback~
iDear Meiling-chan,
Happy birthday! I hope you like your present. I know it's not much, but mou, I only get 200 yen a week! It's enclosed, which is why this letter came in a box. Tomoyo and Eriol-kun send their love, and things are going quite well between them. Say hello to Syaoran for me, if you can.
Your everloving friend,
Sakura Kinomoto/i
Fourteen-year-old Meiling Li smiled at the short but sweet letter her bubbly Japanese friend had sent her. It was even in childish Chinese writing. I wonder where she learned, mused Meiling.
She opened the box, and found a beautiful white stuffed rabbit. Around its neck was a pink ribbon.
She untied the ribbon and used it to pull her pigtail together at the back. She named the bunny kuro, because it was japanese, and knew it was white, not black(kuro), but she was in a strange mood.
~Flashback~
I smiled, and tied the ribbon around my neck. I brushed my hair one hundred strokes, for it's an old legend that if you brush your hair one hundred strokes twice a day, your hair will grow long and thick and beautiful.
Worked for me.
*
"Meiling! You wore you hair out!" exclaimed Tomoyo, surprised. I nodded. "And...why are you carrying a white bunny?"
"That's kuro, Tomoyo." I said, smiling. "She was a present from Sakura."
Tomoyo gasped, looking around warily.
"What is it, Tomoyo?"
"I sense...a Sakura card."
Charisma's Critique: Wasn't that weird, a cliffhanger in the epilogue. Weeell, you'll just have to wait for the sequel to see what happened! Mwahaha~! As you can see, the four have now decided that as long as they're happy, Sakura "up there" will be happy. I agree! Yay! Done this fic! Good memories here...and no, flamer, you can't flame the sequel 'cause I'm putting a warning in the summary :P! My first fic is *stamps stamp* DONE! And now I'll just have to see if my other fics will continue, because so far, no one asked me to continue my one-shot. (See my bio.) Also, I just need one more vote for the Six Dancing Princesses, people! Three for the Three Stuffies In The Well. And please, don't bother suggesting couples, because *cackles evilly* I won't do S+S E+T on either :). Did I miss anything? If I did, I have a reason for not finishing that, too! (Cliche, by the way, is finished.)
Charisma's Motto:
Read and review make Maple and Charisma happy little rabid Meowths.
This is the end of Underneath the Sakura Tree. Watch for the sequel, and if you liked my style of writing (Quoting err..sorry! It's someone whose really good column I read! What's wrong with blatant self-promotion in healthy doses? ^_~) Then click on my name and read and review one of my other fics! This is my only T+S M+E so far, but I have other unusual couples as well.
So, Bai~!