Disclaimer: I do not own and will never own Card Captor Sakura (though I wish I did) it is owned by CLAMP. This author is merely borrowing so please don't sue me!!!^_^;
a/n: *looks at angry crowd*
"I know, I know... I'm late again....gomen....."
Fated Circle: Four Sacred Treasures of Earth
~Part 8
Suzaku: The whip of the firebird
Chapter 36
Mr. Reed did as he promised. He gave us really heavy training regarding our powers.
It was very individualized, which made me wonder how much Mr. Reed knew of these
things.
Our training was mostly composed of restraining our powers and releasing it,
hiding our auras, boosting our powers, discovering new abilities and the usual
sparring and physical stuff. It was the last day of training and it was also the
most exhausting. By the end of the day, we certainly felt like a vegetable.
We were all resting by the garden fountain and, with the help of Tomoyo's
water-based and Eriol's earth-based powers, made a pool into which we wallowed
and swam in.
"I think I'll never remove this pool." Tomoyo said while she relaxed, floating
on the water surface. The pool was at least fifteen feet in the deepest part,
five feet in the shallowest part and at least thirteen feet across, with smooth
rocks lining the sides. The water from the fountain, which was to the left of the
pool, cascaded down its own pools into the new pool and the plants that surrounded
the place became bigger until the limbs of the trees crossed so that it looked
like the place was indoors.
"Why should you?" I said, "This is luxury..." I trailed off, as my skin brushed
against Tomoyo's because we were both floating aimlessly.
The men were just sitting on the stair in the shallowest part of the pool, buried
in their own thoughts.
Just then, I felt Mr. Reed's aura enter the place.
"Resting, I see... and you even used your powers." He said.
I opened my eyes and fixed myself back into swimming position. Tomoyo and I had
floated towards the middle part of the pool. "How did you know?"
"I heard your incantations. But you better use those powers wisely. The goddess
Zoë knows what you're doing with it and if you use it the wrong way... POOF! No
more powers." He told us, clapping his hands at the moment he spoke the 'poof'
word.
"I'm sure the goddess wouldn't mind this." Eriol reasoned.
I swam towards the men and looked at Mr. Reed. He looked tired like us. "Why don't you hop in? It's very relaxing!"
"No thanks. I have my own way of relaxing." He replied smiling. "You just rest.
Tomorrow, we go ahead with our plan that Dark Lord has already been reigning for
too long already."
"I couldn't agree with you more." Tomoyo said from afar, still floating.
At that moment, I thought I felt a subtle change in Syaoran's mood (well, you
know what they say about lovers - or husbands and wives - have this telepathic
link to one another). I didn't ask anything about it, after all, we all deserved
to relax.
That night though, just before we slept, I asked him about it.
"Change? What change? I was sleeping there!" he said with a smile.
I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Oh come on, don't kid me. I know you were
awake and I also know that you were affected by what someone said." I told him.
Syaoran had his back facing me so I couldn't tell what his facial expression was
in the odd silence that followed.
"Let's just sleep." He said, and I just stopped bugging him about it since he
really seems to be bothered by it. But then, just as I was all cuddled up in his
arms, he suddenly said, "It's about father."
I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were already closed. I knew at once
that he didn't want to discuss the topic further. I closed my own eyes and
thought.
After all, the Dark Lord Orochi was his father.
The next day, we fixed up our gear (which composed of food, mostly) and prepared
the Averins. We figured that teleporting to the place might be a bad idea since
there'll be some magic warding the place now. But we were luckier this time, since
not all of us would be riding on an Averin.
Mr. Reed and my father would be flying on my own and so would I. You see, during
the training, Mr. Reed had made my wings (Mom's traits - two pairs even) appear.
He trained me for a while into getting used to it and I've gotten the hang of it
now. But, just for safety, we would be attached to the birds with a line that
Eriol would make with the help of Iridyss. I've seen the rope myself and it was
as thick as one hair strand. Not much but Eriol even let us pull a boulder with
it to ensure that it was perfectly safe.
"Shall we?" I asked them, making my wings appear with a flurry of white feathers.
"Can't you make those wings appear without the feathers flying about?" Syaoran
asked, pushing some feathers away from him and smiling.
My father laughed. *I don't think Sakura can do that as of today.*
"Well, let's go!" Eriol said as he let Thunderstorm fly. The line that was
attached to Mr. Reed, as he was attached to Thunderstorm while my father and I
were attached to Shadowbane, elongated - as Eriol said it would.
"I guess I have to take flight as well." Mr. reed said as he launched himself
into the air with a jump.
"Let's go." Syaoran said, and we were all airborne.
to be continued
a/n: *looks at angry crowd*
"I know, I know... I'm late again....gomen....."
Fated Circle: Four Sacred Treasures of Earth
~Part 8
Suzaku: The whip of the firebird
Chapter 36
Mr. Reed did as he promised. He gave us really heavy training regarding our powers.
It was very individualized, which made me wonder how much Mr. Reed knew of these
things.
Our training was mostly composed of restraining our powers and releasing it,
hiding our auras, boosting our powers, discovering new abilities and the usual
sparring and physical stuff. It was the last day of training and it was also the
most exhausting. By the end of the day, we certainly felt like a vegetable.
We were all resting by the garden fountain and, with the help of Tomoyo's
water-based and Eriol's earth-based powers, made a pool into which we wallowed
and swam in.
"I think I'll never remove this pool." Tomoyo said while she relaxed, floating
on the water surface. The pool was at least fifteen feet in the deepest part,
five feet in the shallowest part and at least thirteen feet across, with smooth
rocks lining the sides. The water from the fountain, which was to the left of the
pool, cascaded down its own pools into the new pool and the plants that surrounded
the place became bigger until the limbs of the trees crossed so that it looked
like the place was indoors.
"Why should you?" I said, "This is luxury..." I trailed off, as my skin brushed
against Tomoyo's because we were both floating aimlessly.
The men were just sitting on the stair in the shallowest part of the pool, buried
in their own thoughts.
Just then, I felt Mr. Reed's aura enter the place.
"Resting, I see... and you even used your powers." He said.
I opened my eyes and fixed myself back into swimming position. Tomoyo and I had
floated towards the middle part of the pool. "How did you know?"
"I heard your incantations. But you better use those powers wisely. The goddess
Zoë knows what you're doing with it and if you use it the wrong way... POOF! No
more powers." He told us, clapping his hands at the moment he spoke the 'poof'
word.
"I'm sure the goddess wouldn't mind this." Eriol reasoned.
I swam towards the men and looked at Mr. Reed. He looked tired like us. "Why don't you hop in? It's very relaxing!"
"No thanks. I have my own way of relaxing." He replied smiling. "You just rest.
Tomorrow, we go ahead with our plan that Dark Lord has already been reigning for
too long already."
"I couldn't agree with you more." Tomoyo said from afar, still floating.
At that moment, I thought I felt a subtle change in Syaoran's mood (well, you
know what they say about lovers - or husbands and wives - have this telepathic
link to one another). I didn't ask anything about it, after all, we all deserved
to relax.
That night though, just before we slept, I asked him about it.
"Change? What change? I was sleeping there!" he said with a smile.
I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Oh come on, don't kid me. I know you were
awake and I also know that you were affected by what someone said." I told him.
Syaoran had his back facing me so I couldn't tell what his facial expression was
in the odd silence that followed.
"Let's just sleep." He said, and I just stopped bugging him about it since he
really seems to be bothered by it. But then, just as I was all cuddled up in his
arms, he suddenly said, "It's about father."
I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were already closed. I knew at once
that he didn't want to discuss the topic further. I closed my own eyes and
thought.
After all, the Dark Lord Orochi was his father.
The next day, we fixed up our gear (which composed of food, mostly) and prepared
the Averins. We figured that teleporting to the place might be a bad idea since
there'll be some magic warding the place now. But we were luckier this time, since
not all of us would be riding on an Averin.
Mr. Reed and my father would be flying on my own and so would I. You see, during
the training, Mr. Reed had made my wings (Mom's traits - two pairs even) appear.
He trained me for a while into getting used to it and I've gotten the hang of it
now. But, just for safety, we would be attached to the birds with a line that
Eriol would make with the help of Iridyss. I've seen the rope myself and it was
as thick as one hair strand. Not much but Eriol even let us pull a boulder with
it to ensure that it was perfectly safe.
"Shall we?" I asked them, making my wings appear with a flurry of white feathers.
"Can't you make those wings appear without the feathers flying about?" Syaoran
asked, pushing some feathers away from him and smiling.
My father laughed. *I don't think Sakura can do that as of today.*
"Well, let's go!" Eriol said as he let Thunderstorm fly. The line that was
attached to Mr. Reed, as he was attached to Thunderstorm while my father and I
were attached to Shadowbane, elongated - as Eriol said it would.
"I guess I have to take flight as well." Mr. reed said as he launched himself
into the air with a jump.
"Let's go." Syaoran said, and we were all airborne.
to be continued