Sun and Moon
Ch. 4
yukito the NM Syndromer
y.NM.S: Okay, I'm going to try to wrap this story up at chapter five. The plot has grown a lot since I first started, what with the mysterious bad guy and everything.
Syaoran: Good. I'm tired of being a muse.
y.NM.S: Are you always this cranky?
Syaoran: Only when I'm a muse.
y.NM.S: Whatever. Let's just make this quick, it's sapping up time that could be spent beating Kingdom Hearts.
Disclaimer: You want a witty disclaimer? See the previous chapters.
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Syaoran rushed straight home and went through all his clothes. Should he wear something nice, or just go with casual clothes. When he realized how much of a fuss he was making over something as simple as clothes, he frowned.
"I'm reminding myself of my sisters," he said aloud. He then decided on wearing a navy blue shirt with a red dragon soaring across the front and black jeans. After the minor problem was solved, he thought about more serious matters. What about the person who had been threatening him earlier? Packing his Lasen (I don't know how to spell it, is that right?) Board and sword away in his backpack (don't ask how he fit it in there), he went out the door and to Sakura's house.
He knocked on her door nervously, hoping anyone except her brother answered.
"Hey, brat."
Touya. Just great.
"Hello," Syaoran said in a way that was none to friendly, but he put on a fake smile. "Is Sakura ready?"
"Yeah, yeah." Touya opened the door enough to let Syaoran in. "Come in, sit." Syaoran followed Touya's simple order, figuring it best to not get into a fight with him. Touya glared at him from across the table, then cleared his throat.
"So, what movie are you taking her to?"
"I dunno," Syaoran shrugged, "a remake of Romeo and Juliet."
Touya snorted, "Yeah, just don't get any ideas." Syaoran rolled his eyes; he was still protective of his little sister.
"Whatever." Sakura finally came downstairs. She was dresses in a black skirt that reached her knees and a pink top that had heart on the front.
"Hey, Syaoran!" Sakura rushed over and gave him a hug. "Did I take to long dressing? I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it, I wasn't waiting long," Syaoran said, blushing as a side effect from her hug.
"Okay! Nii-san, we're going now!" She turned to wave at her brother before leading Syaoran out the door. "Thanks for taking me to this movie, Syaoran," she said, "I've wanted to see it for a while and it's no fun to go by yourself. Kero makes to much noise and doesn't like being stuffed up in my purse, and Yue's just no fun."
"You're welcome, Sakura." Li smiled happily as Sakura babbled on.
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When they arrived at the theatre, Syaoran gave Sakura her ticket and told her to go find a seat while he got the snacks. Sanding at the counter, waiting for his popcorn, he couldn't help but think that maybe tonight he could tell Sakura his feelings, instead of waiting for the dance.
'Do you really think so?'
Syaoran snapped to attention, scanning the crowd for the source of the voice. There! Standing in front of the entrance to the arcade was a man wearing a trench coat and hat. The shadows covered his eyes and all Syaoran could make out was the long black hair that tumbled out from underneath his hat. He could; however, sense the foreboding and dangerous aura of the stranger. A man walked in front of the mysterious man, blocking Syaoran's view of him. By the time he moved, the figure had vanished.
"Dammit!" Syaoran swore aloud, receiving a glare from one woman as she covered her daughter's ears and steered her away. He had the chance to catch him, but it was too crowded, and surely some one he knew would have seen him. It was times like these that Syaoran wished he didn't have to keep his magic secret. He conceded to merely picking up his food and acting as if nothing had happened, walking into the theatre.
He spotted Sakura easily enough, sensing her aura in one of the front rows. He winced.
"She would sit right in front of the screen, where it's loudest." He sat next to her, and handed her the popcorn and soda.
"Thanks," she murmured, enjoying the previews (what? I do enjoy them!). The movie started, and at first Syaoran thought it was boring and all of the modern jokes were stupid and ruined it, and he was uptight about the stalker. Sakura noticed.
"Are you okay, Syaoran?"
"Mmm?" he snapped out of his daydream. "Yeah, I'm fine." Sakura glanced at him again before getting up. "I have to go to the bathroom." Syaoran nodded.
Five minutes later, he was still waiting for her to get back. Just when he was about to get up and go after her, he heard a shrill shriek. Everyone in the theatre turned around. Syaoran got up and ran outside. There was Sakura, being attacked by the person he had seen earlier. Sakura summoned the Firey Card, but the raging flames didn't seem to have any effect on her enemy.
"Do you really think that'll help?" The shadowy figure laughed mockingly. Syaoran pushed her out of the way to dodge a blast of energy, and pulled out his sword, getting into his normal fighting stance.
"What do you want with Sakura?" he growled dangerously, glaring from underneath his brown bangs.
"Oh, nothing much," the deep voice drawled, the man cocking his head to one side. "I merely asked if she would relinquish her Clow Cards and magic to me, and the wench refused! I asked nicely, too." Syaoran narrowed his eyes.
No one called Sakura names and got away with it.
"Syaoran, watch out! My Cards aren't having any effect on him…" Syaoran nodded and pushed her behind him. He then charged, trying to slash at the man. He caught him on the arm, but he merely floated away, as if he hadn't been hit at all.
"Is that all?" Syaoran was starting to hate that voice. He jumped forward again, only to narrowly block a powerful blow from the mysterious man. He circled around and stabbed at his back, dodging another stab from what appeared to be long black claws.
"No way! He's too strong…" Syaoran was getting tired fast. "There's one last thing I can do…" Syaoran let his arms drop to his side and closed his eyes, head tilted downwards. The moon in the sky glowed a silver color, and Syaoran seemed to react, glowing a matching silver. He then raised his sword above his head, bringing it down with all his force.
"Energy Burst!" At first, nothing happened. Then tiny silver blades shot forth from his sword. They couldn't have been any bigger or looked any sharper than a butter knife, but seemed to have a great effect on the stranger. He jumped back, doubled over in pain. Blood poured from wounds in his stomach and arms.
"How did you learn to use that attack?!" Syaoran smirked.
"I just learned it. Wanna see it again?" Syaoran's adversary; however, did not thing this was a good idea. He stooped onto the ground, and his body sank into the street, leaving behind only his clothes.
"Syaoran!" Sakura rushed over to catch him. Apparently, using such a powerful Energy Burst had taken a lot out of him.
"I'm fine Sakura." He looked at his watch. "But it's late, we should get you home." The Chinese boy picked himself off of the ground and took off in the direction of Sakura's house, the young girl not far behind.
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When they arrived, Syaoran stopped at the door and refused to come in.
"It's alright, Sakura. I'll be fine walking home, and besides, I don't want to deal with Touya." Sakura frowned.
"Well, okay…" she unlocked the door and hesitated, then turned around and kissed Syaoran on the cheek. "Thank you," she said before walking in.
Syaoran was frozen to one spot for a moment, a blush spreading over his face. Then he started to grin and humm a tune while walking home.
Maybe this hadn't been such a bad idea after all.
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y.NM.S: Wee. Longest chapter for this story.
Syaoran: I'm OOC.
y.NM.S: Yeah. We noticed.
Syaoran: …
y.NM.S: So… you got anything funny to say?
Syaoran: Uh… nope.
y.NM.S: Then why are we still here?
Syaoran: Dunno.
Both: *walk out*