Fruity: Okay people be ready for some A-class weeping
Suppi: What do you mean
Fruity: I mean that this is one sad chapter, so bring out your tissue box
Suppi: How could you be so cruel
Fruity: What! I had a sad childhood, why can't I write sad things
Suppi: You and I know very well that isn't true.
Fruity: Fine ruin my fun
Chapter Seventeen
I should've known
How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss?
How do you turn your eyes from the romantic glare?
I really should've really known
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face,
You might have some advice to give, on how to be
Insensitive
(Lyrics from Insensitive, by Jann Arden)
The freezing breeze of the winter morning, bit Sakura's toe, as she began to arise out of her slumber. She winced as she got out of bed, only to immediately walk straight to the mirror. The scar on her face had begun to sting, for several days now. She went to the doctors on several occasions, being extremely careful not to be seen, only to have the doctors say that it was nothing that she should concern herself with. However a week passed by and with each day, the scar began to burn more and more on her face, causing her extreme pain. Eriol became worried, after Sakura told him about her disturbing dreams, and how she felt that sometimes she wouldn't have any control over her body.
"Sakura I believe that you should take it easy," those were the only words of comfort that he could offer.
Sakura continued to stare at herself, her scar scorching with pain, all she could do was whimper, and bite her lip as hard as she could.
Stop FIGHTING ME!!!
The vile voice called out within her mind once more. Sakura opened her mouth dying to scream, as her heart began to burn, with hatred
She tightly clenched onto the table, as she attempted to control her body.
Nooooooo! I won't let you control my body
Sakura began to close her eyes, as the battle within her raged.
"Sakura?" Sakura opened her eyes, and turned around to find Tomoyo, getting up from her bed. Tomoyo's long silky hair brushed gently against her pale, beautiful face. Her violet eyes covered with concern. Curiously, she watched Sakura clenching hard to the table, closing her eyes as though she was trying to fight something, or an urge. To Tomoyo's horror, Sakura was clenching so hard that her knuckles began to turn white.
"A..are you alright Sakura?" stammered Tomoyo.
That's when Sakura felt it a powerful, force emerging, she began to scream, as it stabbed at her heart, and continued to squeeze it in its evil fists. Sakura screamed in excruciating pain, scaring Tomoyo. Tomoyo backed away in fear, as she watched her best friend screeched. Suddenly without notice, Sakura collapsed on the floor, breaking out into a cold sweat.
"Sakura!" Tomoyo uneasily approached her friend.
Sakura stared straight into Tomoyo's eyes, causing Tomoyo to shudder. Sakura's eyes were filled with so much hatred and bitter.
Tomoyo could see that Sakura was fighting very hard, against the thing that was controlling her. Miraculously, Tomoyo watched as Sakura's eyes began to fill with life again.
She rushed to her friend to comfort her. Sakura was crying so hard in her arms.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhh," Tomoyo hummed
My god, she's so cold, and scared Tomoyo couldn't help but think to herself, as Sakura shivered in her arms. Sakura's lips began to turn purple, and her face immediately was drained from all it'' colour. Her teeth, chattering away like a wild bird.
Tomoyo closed her eyes, as she continued to comfort her friend. She was frightened, about Sakura; it had been two days in a row, that she had done this. Tomoyo insisted to tell Eriol about this, but Sakura begged her not too. Convincing her that she all right, Tomoyo chose not too. Yet with everyday passing, she regretted promising Sakura, not to tell. Closing her eyes she rested her chin on Sakura's sweaty shaking head.
"Oh Sakura, What's wrong with you?" she whispered.
Shoaran could see it. Everyday, Cherry seemed to be getting distant from him, as though a part of her was someone else. There was the part, that he fell in love with, the part that reminded him of Sakura, and the part that was like a demon, so cold and bitter. Shaking the thought from his head, he leaned on one of the walls of the courtyard, and stared at the lover's fountain. He smiled, as he stared at it, that fountain had brought so many good memories. The time he assisted Cherry, and helped her find it, the time, he had that wonderful snowball fight with her, and kissed her for the second time.
"Brrrrrrrrrrr!" Shoaran clasped his hands together, as he attempted to warm up.
"Where is she?"
Tomoyo watched nervously as Sakura finished buttoning her coat,
"Sakura?" Sakura turned to see Tomoyo looking at her feet, which were twitching.
"Yes Tomoyo," Tomoyo looked up
"Do you think it's smart to go to class, I mean you could always get dismissed you know. You don't have to go,"
Sakura rolled her eyes, before sitting beside her friend
Smiling she replied, "Tomoyo, I am glad that your concerned for me, I really am. But I assure you, I'll be fine,"
Tomoyo still looked unconvinced, "You have been having those attacks for two days now Sakura,"
Sakura looked away, "I know," her voice was smile
"Don't you think that I should at least tell Eriol-kun? He's my boyfriend, and your friend I am sure, he wouldn't mind to check on you."
"No!" Sakura answered immediately, before rising from the bed, and slamming the door from behind her.
Tomoyo looked out at the frost on the window, she always loved waking up to frost in the morning; it reminded her of paintings. Changing to glance back to the door, Sakura had just walked out of, she sighed.
Promise or no promise, Sakura, I have to tell Eriol-kun. This is getting too serious. I am sorry.
Picking up the phone, Tomoyo began to dial a phone number
"Hello, Eriol I have to tell you something…"
A shadow emerged from behind Shoaran, catching him by surprise. His reflexes immediately kicked in, and he started attacking his attacker. To his amazement, his attacker was as good as a martial artist, as he, and soon he found himself being beaten. Depending on one move left, he did a high kick that was supposed to hit his attacker in the head. However, the attacker dodged it by doing a flip and landing on the top of the lover's fountain.
"Wow, Mr. Li, who would've thought you were an excellent martial artist."
Shoaran paused, at the reconization of the voice.
"Professor?" He watched in awe, as the dark figure, swept the cloak off in one swipe. Revealing his thirty-six year old, grey-eyed professor.
His cheeks became crimson, in embarrassment, "Gomen, Sensei, I didn't know it was you."
Wiping the dirt from her shoulders Akara leapt off the fountain and approached her pupil.
"I see. Perhaps lowering your mark, will make up for you attacking me."
Shoaran, eyes began to dim, causing Akara to giggle with delight. "Come on Shoaran, I am just messing with you,"
Raising one of his eyebrows, Shoaran continued to stare at his estranged teacher.
Akara, stopped giggle once her eyes met with the fountain, "That fountain brings you wonderful memories doesn't it Shoaran?"
Her question shocked him, "Y..ye..yes," he answered
Nodding her head, "Same here, that's where I met a dear friend of mine." Turning towards him she continued, "Her name was Nadeshiko Kinomoto"
Shoaran's eyes boggled out of his sockets, "N..Nadeshiko K..Kinomoto?"
"Yes. Do you know her?"
Shoaran looked away sadly, "I knew Sakura Kinomoto,"
Akara pretended to act shocked, of course she had already knew that, "Ah yes, My Goddaughter,"
"Goddaughter?"
"Yes. Of course, she was only two years old when I met her, I still remember her. She had a cheerful smile, not to mention eyes that were filled with a lot of energy." Akara sighed, "Like her mother,"
Shoaran eyed her suspiciously "Gomen Sensei if I offend you, but are you gay?"
Akara started laughing as soon as he spoke the question.
"G..gay, what makes you ask that."
Shoaran shrugged, "You seem to like Sakura's mother a lot."
Akara's eyes saddened, "Yes I did love Sakura's mother, but not that way. I loved her like a sister and a mother." Seeing Shoaran's puzzlement, she continued to explain, "Nadeshiko was older then me, by eleven years. When I seven, I lived in an orphanage, your mother saw me picking through some garbage, scavenging for food. Kindly she offered to invite to dinner with her and her fiancée. And well that was the beginning of our friendship. She kept me out of trouble, by buying me things that I need." Akara chuckled to herself, "You could say that she was like my foster mother, but without all the paperwork."
Akara gave Shoaran a small smile.
"Is that why you wanted to met me?" Shoaran asked
Akara shook her head, "No. I wanted to talk to you about your divorce."
Shoaran grunted, "It's not really any of your business what I do and don't do with my marriage."
"Oh no," Akara grasped Shoaran's shoulder, "I wanted to say congratulations."
Her compliment caught Shoaran off guard
Boy she is sure one strange teacher
"Anyways that's all I came to say." Akara shook hands with Shoaran, before walking off, leaving Shoaran scratching his head in puzzlement
Yep definitely strange
In and out, that's how Sakura's vision, was like as she struggled to pay attention, during class. However, rather then paying attention, she wasted all her energy to focus on the blackboard, but since everything was a blur she couldn't do anything. Rubbing her temples in frustration, she tried to fight the monsters in her head, and more importantly how she was going to face Shoaran. Despite how much she loved him, she somehow became cold whenever she was around him, ever since the nightmares began.
"Breathe, just breathe," she calmly told herself, as she felt the monster, crept back into her soul
Your nothing, I will crush you
You can't fight me, give in
Muahahaha, You will hurt your friends
You're a liar
Tear's trickled down her cheek once more, as her breathing, suddenly became uneven
"Stop it," she whispered
The voices persisted
Liar, threachious deceiver,
Sakura closed her eyes as she felt the pain, of electricity emerged throughout her mind. She couldn't take it anymore. Behind the voices she could hear the teacher speak.
"During the early 1900's various inventions were…."
I will crush you
You will die
"STOP IT!" Sakura jumped out of her chair, practically catching the attention, of everyone in the dorm. She looked around the classroom, to see Shoaran frowning, and the teacher trying to control his temper.
"Miss Fia, If you wish to disturb my class, then kindly GETTTTTTT OUTTTT!," The teacher had at last lost his temper, and now his face, could have been easily mistaken for a tomato. Sakura felt her eyes beginning to water. Ashamed she scurried out of the dorm.
Shoaran, was the first to look. He fixed his eyes on Cherry, and that's when he began to worry about her.
Cherry
He watched her as she stalked out of the classroom, after her humiliation debew. Shoaran knew that he had to follow her. Without care, he marched out of the classroom, to follow her. Behind him was the hysterical lecturing of the most hated professor, in all of campus.
"Cherry," that voice was both a blessing and a curse to Sakura.
She turned to see, Shoaran walking slowly towards her. His chestnut hair was blowing in the wind, while his captivating, mysterious eyes, was fixed directly on her. Sakura whimpered a cry, and soon enough Shoaran, had his arms around her. As he hugged her, Sakura let out all her emotions, sobbing. It broken Shoaran's heart to see her like this, he remember how only a week ago, she was so happy, and even more happy whenever she saw him. He missed her smile, her laugh; he missed everything about how she uses to be.
"I am here," he hushed, as he held her closer. Sakura already felt herself calming down.
As soon as he felt that she was solace, he pulled her away from him, to face her.
"Cherry," he's eyes bore happiness, as Sakura watched him, filled with anxiety, "I got the divorce."
Sakura suddenly felt it hard to breathe, as her conscious spoke from the depth within her mind. Silently she drew away from Shoaran's arms, gazing at her feet. Shoaran sensed her distance, as well as seeing her pink aura slowly fading. It had begun over a week ago, yet Shoaran didn't worry about it. However seeing her like that frightened him, this was the darkest her aura had begun.
"Cherry?" He questioned her. There was a sudden chill in the air that sent shivers up his spine.
Sakura clenched her fist; she knew what she had to do. How was she going to turn her eyes from this romantic glare.
"Shoaran," she faced him, with extreme difficulty. Shoaran gazed at her innocently. Sakura felt her throat close up on her.
Meanwhile, Akara is hidden within a tree, watching intensely, awaiting the moment.
Come on Sakura, I know that you can do it.
"Shoaran. I am not Cherry." This made Shoaran chuckle,
"W..What?" Shoaran was confused.
Sakura stared sideways, and then to the Cherry tree, for some weird reason, she felt the strength to reveal all. Slowly she raised her hands to the silver mask that rested comfortably to her face. Although she had grown accustomed to it, and speaking to Shoaran, while hiding behind it, she knew that lying wasn't the answer.
Gradually, she pulled the mask from her face.
Shoaran watched in horror, as Cherry slowly removed her silver mask from her face, her pink aura grew even more, nearly blinding him. He shielded his eyes from the light, only to find an even more surprise, when he removed his hand from his eyes.
"Sakura?" He stared breathless
Sakura blinked slowly, the scar was visible to all eyes now. She didn't smile, since she felt no reason to smile.
Anger immediately replaced Shoaran's shock, he felt his blood boil.
"You lied!!" he accused her, pointing at her as though she were guilty of some crime.
Sakura backed away, in fear, "Yes," her voice was small, there was no point in denying it.
Shoaran's eyes grew small, he was so angry that he didn't even notice the scar on her face. "That time I saw an auburn haired girl on the street, that was you?"
Sakura dropped her arms to her sides, "I can explain," she tried to reach out for Shoaran, only to have him snub at her. Sakura swore that she could feel her heart slowly breaking apart. She opened her mouth, but nothing would came out
" All this time, for five months you lied to me,"
Sakura looked away from his eyes.
"I got a divorce for you, and you just… Who else knows?" Shoaran's eyes were filled with rage.
Sakura met his eyes for a brief moment, she wanted to crawl up in a corner to hide, "Tomoyo, and Eriol," her voice was barely above the wind.
"Tomoyo and Eriol," Shoaran threw his arms above his head, waving them like a lunatic, "That's great, all our friends now, except me."
Tears began to drip down her cheek, "Shoaran, I was angry with you. I didn't think I would meet you. And when I got this scar I…" Sakura was cut off by Shoaran
"You were angry with me. ME! So what did you decide to get revenge. By making me fall in love with you again, and faking to love me in return."
"No Shoaran, I do love you." Sakura begged him.
"You know what? Just Go!" Shoaran, brushed her arm away from him, that's when Sakura felt her heart smash into pieces.
"Shoaran.. I.." she tried to speak
"JUST GO! I NEVER WANT TO SEE OR HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN!"
Sakura, couldn't speak, her eyes immediately watered. Her world before her, was falling, just like the time the house of crazy mirrors, all fell on top of her. Everything was spinning too fast and she couldn't stop. She turned and ran away, only turning back once to see, Shoaran's eyes, cold and bitter.
"Shoaran!" she whispered, behind her chokes of sorrow.
From the tree, Akara turned her gaze away from the fighting couple, ashamed, and upset. She saw the pain, in both their eyes and it was both equally unbearable to look at.
Oh Shoaran, what have you done?
The rain fell almost immediately, the heavens thundered, and cracked, yet Shoaran stood there, fumbling with something in his pocket. He pulled out a ring, the same ring he was going to use to propose to Cherry. For what seemed like forever, he stared at it, staring at its brightness, and how spectacular it shone. He could hear it tinkling from the rain. With it in the palm of his hands he, clenched it, and pulled his arm back, before throwing it a great distance. He heard it splashes, meaning that it had landing in the river. Turning around, he forced his legs to carry him home.
In marrying Cherry, I thought that the council would at least permit me, but now that she is really Sakura, I'll never be able to marry her, unless, I want to end up with a dead wife.
Shoaran's heart was heavy, and he found it difficult to walk, yet somehow, he found his way home.
Thinking of only one thing
I should've known that this wouldn't work
Sakura stared at herself in the mirror, standing, not doing anything, but just looking. She had been like this for several hours now, and Tomoyo was still not home, Sakura knew that she was going to spend the night at Eriol's (not nasty way people. Let me make that clear). Cherry, the red head with the same eyes as hers stared back, straight at her, eyes cold, and bitter. Sakura subconsciously took of the silver mask that had brought all this disaster, only to be confronted with her old self. Ugly and permentally scared by the horrid scar. Sakura screamed as she threw a hard punch directly at the core of the mirror.
She screamed in agony, as her hand gradually began to bleed, red blood oozed from the skin of her soft hand. Switching her glance from her hand to the scattered pieces of glass on the ground, she grasped a sharp piece of glass, and tightened her drip until it dug deep into her flesh. Any pain was better then the pain, within her heart, it sickened her to lie to Shoaran, and deceive him into falling for her again. Tears trickled down her face, at the thought of Shoaran's face, when she told him the truth. Slowly, she picked herself up from the ground and walked to her window, to watch the stars pass by. Completely ignoring the piercing pain within her palm.
I can't fight anymore. I just can't. How could have I been so insensitive.
Fruity: All right fans you wanted to know when Sakura told Shoaran well know you know. Thanks a lot now he's mad at her. Hehehe just kidding
Suppi: WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Fruity: Shut up Suppi your embarrassing.
Kero: Now you see why I am cooler then Suppi
Suppi: SHUT-UP *Punts Kero through the ceiling*
Fruity: Suppi that was mean
Suppi: Do I care
Fruity: hmmmmmmmmm, anyways stay tuned for the next chapter. I'll try to write one more before I go back to school. WAHHHHHHHHHH!