Hellos!!! I'm back!! *nervously looks around the empty room*. Well,
It's a school night, and I'm typing; it's a miracle. I just had some free
time… yea, and I keep receiving threats from wings!! Well you know what,
I'm not going to be intimidated!! You may have you're evil monkey, but I
have my own secrete weapon!! Syaroan-kun!!! *dramatic music*.
Syaoran- *gives Trulie a 'in your dreams' look.* -Yea, right.
Trulie- What! But you've gota!
Syaoran- Give me one good reason.
Trulie- Because I'm a nice, incredibly sweet person who would never hurt a fly? *Putt's on most innocent look*
Syaoran- *snort* yea, right.
Trulie- Fine! I'm the writer, that's why.
Syaoran- So…?
Trulie- So she kills me this story will never in and you'll be stuck at this spot for all eternity; realizing your fatal mistake and not being able to tell Sakura-chan. Or worse, my friend could get a hold of this… and you don't wanna know what would happen then.
Syaoran- *an extremely frightened look on his face* Fine, I'll help. *Pulls out sword*
Trulie- Ha Ha!!! Take that wings!! You're going down!! Muhaahahahahahahahahah!!!
Syaoran- *rolls his eyes and takes a few steps back when the insane laughing continues* Start the story already!
Trulie- Muhahahahahahahahaha- huh? Oh, right. So here it is, Chapter nine!! And no more threats, or you'll have to deal with Syaoran-kun! Hahahahaha!!
Syaoran- *sweat drop* God, I hate these authors. You owe me big time, Trulie.
Trulie- Yep, I sure do. Maybe some S+S moments… I've got it… "'Thank-you so much, Syaoran-kun!' Sakura exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him and…"
Syaoran- *blushing bright red* She doesn't own CCS, and a good thing too. *mumbles* Now on with the fic already.
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"Just relax and try to rest." Touya instructed, looking down on his little sister. "I'm going to call the police; they'll be able to…"
Sakura sat straight up in bed, fear written vividly on her face. "Don't onii-chan!" she pleased.
"Why the hell now?" He demanded, "This man is dangerous, you know that! He needs to be behind bars! At the very least. Dead is more like it, and I'd kill him myself if I ever had that option…
"You can't, something horrible will happen…"
"Did he threaten you?!"
She remained silent, hands crossed in her lap. How could she explain it to him? This wasn't a random act, it was well and planned and had an objective. The Li-clan was behind this, and their goal was… she wasn't entirely sure what they were trying to accomplish, Ping hadn't shed light onto that. When he told her these facts, it had been to frighten…
~~~~~~~F.B.~~~~~~~`~
"You don't scare me!" Sakura exclaimed, holding her own in front of the advancing Ping.
He grinned, "I should scare you, because I'm not alone."
"What…"
"You are familiar with the Li-clan? I am here with their bless, at their request, actually." A wicked smile passed over his face upon seeing the change in Sakura's expression.
"That's right, Little Ying-Fa, fear me."
~~~~~~E.F.B.~~~~~~~~~~
The image from only a few hours ago burned in her mind, causing tears to fill her eyes.
"There's something you're not telling me, Sakura." Her brother observed, "You have to tell me so I can help…"
"You can't help, this is beyond all of us." She whispered more to herself than to anyone else. The Li-clan was very, very powerful, she knew, and very rich. They could get control over anyone thing and anyone they wanted, including the police. Sakura was just a pawn in one of their games…
Touya got to his feet. He had heard Sakura's comment; why had this happened to his bright, cheerful little sister? Don't lose hope He thought to her, but instead repeated his previous instructions, "Try to rest. We can talk more in the morning."
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"Li-kun, are you all right?" Tomoyo asked with concern.
He shook his head again, "I can't believe I didn't trust her… I should have…. She told me and I said she was wrong… And now, she's been facing all this because she didn't want to hurt me…"
The dark haired girl shrugged, "So you can see why I was angry with you?"
But Syaoran wasn't listening. Getting to his feet, he balled his hands into fists so tight his knuckles where white. "I will kill Ping, and not metaphorically speaking either. I will make him suffer for what he put Sakura-chan through and I will…"
"I think there are more important things you need to do first." Tomoyo suggested, shoving him towards the stairs. "You need to talk to Sakura."
He hung his head, "She doesn't want to talk to me, and I don't blame her.
An enraged look spread over her face, "Li-kun, stop sitting around here feeling sorry for yourself. Unless you want her to waste away to nothing, go up there right now and tell her that you believe her. You have no idea how much your support means to her. If she has you on her side, she'll surly be able to pull through. Now go!"
Numbly Syaoran walked up the stairs. Was Tomoyo right? Did his support really mean that much to Sakura? And if it did, why? Was it possible that after all these years she still had feelings for… That statement earned himself a mental slap. Don't be a baka. After all this time and everything you're done to her, all the ways you've hurt her… No chance in hell she feels for you as more than a friend. It was true, he knew, and he accepted it.
A sudden impact brought him back into reality.
"For everything you've done to Sakura, I should kill you right now." Growled a stone cold voice. Syaoran noticed he was pinned to the wall by none other than Touya, and he was furious.
f He meet the eyes of Sakura's brother, "I wouldn't blame you if you did." He replied truthfully, "I agree with you. I deserve to be dead."
Confused, Touya released him and took a step back, "What are you doing up here in the first place?"
"I came to tell Sakura something."
"What? Have you come to hurt her more? Come to ask her to spend a day with you and your cousin. Well, you can go to he…"
Syaoran flinched, "Actually, I wanted to apologize to her. I… It took one of Tomoyo's videos to make me realize the truth and…"
"If you say you're sorry everything will be all better?" He wondered dryly, hands crossed over his chest, "Sorry, things don't work that way."
Eyes downcast, he agreed, "I know, but Tomoyo thought I should tell her."
Touya's eyes softened and he nodded very slowly. "I agree. Hurry up and talk to her, brat. She needs her rest." He shoved Syaoran ruffly towards her door before turning quickly and walking away.
What was that? Syaoran wondered to himself.
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Upon reaching the bottom of the staircase, Touya was meet with two anxious gazes.
"I heard you arguing with Li-kun, you didn't hurt him, did you?" Tomoyo wondered urgently.
He laughed dryly at that statement, "No, the brat's fine." Sighing, he dropped heavily to his feet, "I just realized something; I can only help Sakura so much, she needs someone else too." Sighing again, he added, "Too bad that someone just happens to be the Chinese brat…"
**********
Syaoran knocked lightly on the door, not really sure what to do. "Sakura?" There was no reply from within, "please Sakura, I have something important to tell you."
When there was no answer, he tried the handle. Surprisingly it was unlocked and he let himself in. At first he didn't see Sakura, then he looked towards the window and saw her slumped against the sill. She must have just fallen asleep, for tears still dotted her face.
So much for telling her. He thought to himself. She looked very uncomfortable, so he picked her up and brought her to the bed, lying her down as carefully as if she were made of glass. For a few minutes Syaoran sat motionless on the side of her bed, watching her sleep. She looked truly angelic and at peace; as if the world were perfect, as if nothing had every happened…
Damn him! Why Sakura! Why did he have to choose Sakura for his sick game?!! Syaoran didn't even bother thinking up death threats; his cousin would be dead in twenty-four hours or less, he knew that for a fact. But that still wouldn't take away Sakura's pain. Ease her mind a tiny bit, maybe, but do nothing about the pain she was already feeling.
I'd do anything to take the pain away from her… He thought. Then, as if in a sign from heaven, his gaze feel onto the Sakura book, sitting on her desk.
Syaoran got to his feet and walked over to it, opening it and running through the deck of cards. They all 'felt' like Sakura, but he ignored their aura's and concentrated on his search. Finally, he found what he was looking for. He examined the Return.
The spirit of the card was eager to help it's mistress, which was probably a good thing. Without the card's cooperation, Syaoran probably would have had a very hard time getting it to do what he wanted it to do. "Take me back to before this happened to Sakura."
Return readily complied, and soon Syaoran was standing under a shade tree on the side of the road. It took him a few minutes for him to get his barring, then he looked around. His gaze was caught by Sakura's beautiful brown hair; she was coming down the sidewalk. Suddenly, the girl slipped on a patch of ice, falling flat on her face. She attempted to get to her feet and was helped by someone that was too familiar.
Ping. Syaoran thought, his mind boiling over with anger. His cousin helped Sakura to her feet but didn't release her hand. Sakura's face took on a panicked expression and Syaoran ran towards the pair.
Rushing at the older boy, his plan was to tackle him to the ground, giving Sakura a chance to escape. But to his complete surprise and horror, he ran right through him, as if it were all nothing but an image.
No! For some reason I can't change this. Why!
Powerless to stop the horrible scene unfolding in front of him, Syaoran dropped to the ground and pounded it with his fists. But they connected with carpet, not cement; he was back in Sakura's room.
Is there nothing I can do to help her?! He demanded of himself, flipping through the card deck again. There *had* to be some way he could change the past and alter the future. Syaoran tried every card he could think of, but nothing worked. The present still remained unchanged. After half an hour of trying cards, his magic was dangerously low and he slumped to the ground in a faint.
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Sakura awoke after only an hour of sleep. Something had disturbed her, a flare of what felt like Sakura cards. But that was impossible, they were wall in their book where they were supposed to be. She had just been dreaming…
Just to confirm the fact to herself, she looked towards her desk and gasped. Syaoran was slumped on the floor, eyes cold and not moving.
She jumped from bed and rushed towards him, feeling for a pulse. Thankfully she found one. He was alive. But his aura felt unusually weak, what had he been using his magic for? An array of cards was scattered around him and the answer was very obvious.
"He was trying to reverse what happened." She mummered to herself, "And he nearly drained himself of his magic." His care and devotion touched her and even though he couldn't hear, she whispered, "Thank-you Syaoran." Running her hand through his hair, she gently kissed his check.
Sakura then went for a her cards and picked up float. Using the card, she moved Syaoran's form to the bed and covered him with blankets. Taking one last glance at her friend, she shook her head. I still love you, Syaoran. But I know you don't feel the same…
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Bittersweet chapter! I have two ideas on how to end this, but it depends on whether it's gonna end soon (like in the next two chapters) or take a bit longer. I don't know; well, since you guys have ta read it, you decide. Any ideas are greatly appreciated. Oh, I'd add more about Yuki, but I know almost nothing about him! If anyone would like to enlighten me, I'd be sure to put him in!!!
Syaoran- *gives Trulie a 'in your dreams' look.* -Yea, right.
Trulie- What! But you've gota!
Syaoran- Give me one good reason.
Trulie- Because I'm a nice, incredibly sweet person who would never hurt a fly? *Putt's on most innocent look*
Syaoran- *snort* yea, right.
Trulie- Fine! I'm the writer, that's why.
Syaoran- So…?
Trulie- So she kills me this story will never in and you'll be stuck at this spot for all eternity; realizing your fatal mistake and not being able to tell Sakura-chan. Or worse, my friend could get a hold of this… and you don't wanna know what would happen then.
Syaoran- *an extremely frightened look on his face* Fine, I'll help. *Pulls out sword*
Trulie- Ha Ha!!! Take that wings!! You're going down!! Muhaahahahahahahahahah!!!
Syaoran- *rolls his eyes and takes a few steps back when the insane laughing continues* Start the story already!
Trulie- Muhahahahahahahahaha- huh? Oh, right. So here it is, Chapter nine!! And no more threats, or you'll have to deal with Syaoran-kun! Hahahahaha!!
Syaoran- *sweat drop* God, I hate these authors. You owe me big time, Trulie.
Trulie- Yep, I sure do. Maybe some S+S moments… I've got it… "'Thank-you so much, Syaoran-kun!' Sakura exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him and…"
Syaoran- *blushing bright red* She doesn't own CCS, and a good thing too. *mumbles* Now on with the fic already.
***********
"Just relax and try to rest." Touya instructed, looking down on his little sister. "I'm going to call the police; they'll be able to…"
Sakura sat straight up in bed, fear written vividly on her face. "Don't onii-chan!" she pleased.
"Why the hell now?" He demanded, "This man is dangerous, you know that! He needs to be behind bars! At the very least. Dead is more like it, and I'd kill him myself if I ever had that option…
"You can't, something horrible will happen…"
"Did he threaten you?!"
She remained silent, hands crossed in her lap. How could she explain it to him? This wasn't a random act, it was well and planned and had an objective. The Li-clan was behind this, and their goal was… she wasn't entirely sure what they were trying to accomplish, Ping hadn't shed light onto that. When he told her these facts, it had been to frighten…
~~~~~~~F.B.~~~~~~~`~
"You don't scare me!" Sakura exclaimed, holding her own in front of the advancing Ping.
He grinned, "I should scare you, because I'm not alone."
"What…"
"You are familiar with the Li-clan? I am here with their bless, at their request, actually." A wicked smile passed over his face upon seeing the change in Sakura's expression.
"That's right, Little Ying-Fa, fear me."
~~~~~~E.F.B.~~~~~~~~~~
The image from only a few hours ago burned in her mind, causing tears to fill her eyes.
"There's something you're not telling me, Sakura." Her brother observed, "You have to tell me so I can help…"
"You can't help, this is beyond all of us." She whispered more to herself than to anyone else. The Li-clan was very, very powerful, she knew, and very rich. They could get control over anyone thing and anyone they wanted, including the police. Sakura was just a pawn in one of their games…
Touya got to his feet. He had heard Sakura's comment; why had this happened to his bright, cheerful little sister? Don't lose hope He thought to her, but instead repeated his previous instructions, "Try to rest. We can talk more in the morning."
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"Li-kun, are you all right?" Tomoyo asked with concern.
He shook his head again, "I can't believe I didn't trust her… I should have…. She told me and I said she was wrong… And now, she's been facing all this because she didn't want to hurt me…"
The dark haired girl shrugged, "So you can see why I was angry with you?"
But Syaoran wasn't listening. Getting to his feet, he balled his hands into fists so tight his knuckles where white. "I will kill Ping, and not metaphorically speaking either. I will make him suffer for what he put Sakura-chan through and I will…"
"I think there are more important things you need to do first." Tomoyo suggested, shoving him towards the stairs. "You need to talk to Sakura."
He hung his head, "She doesn't want to talk to me, and I don't blame her.
An enraged look spread over her face, "Li-kun, stop sitting around here feeling sorry for yourself. Unless you want her to waste away to nothing, go up there right now and tell her that you believe her. You have no idea how much your support means to her. If she has you on her side, she'll surly be able to pull through. Now go!"
Numbly Syaoran walked up the stairs. Was Tomoyo right? Did his support really mean that much to Sakura? And if it did, why? Was it possible that after all these years she still had feelings for… That statement earned himself a mental slap. Don't be a baka. After all this time and everything you're done to her, all the ways you've hurt her… No chance in hell she feels for you as more than a friend. It was true, he knew, and he accepted it.
A sudden impact brought him back into reality.
"For everything you've done to Sakura, I should kill you right now." Growled a stone cold voice. Syaoran noticed he was pinned to the wall by none other than Touya, and he was furious.
f He meet the eyes of Sakura's brother, "I wouldn't blame you if you did." He replied truthfully, "I agree with you. I deserve to be dead."
Confused, Touya released him and took a step back, "What are you doing up here in the first place?"
"I came to tell Sakura something."
"What? Have you come to hurt her more? Come to ask her to spend a day with you and your cousin. Well, you can go to he…"
Syaoran flinched, "Actually, I wanted to apologize to her. I… It took one of Tomoyo's videos to make me realize the truth and…"
"If you say you're sorry everything will be all better?" He wondered dryly, hands crossed over his chest, "Sorry, things don't work that way."
Eyes downcast, he agreed, "I know, but Tomoyo thought I should tell her."
Touya's eyes softened and he nodded very slowly. "I agree. Hurry up and talk to her, brat. She needs her rest." He shoved Syaoran ruffly towards her door before turning quickly and walking away.
What was that? Syaoran wondered to himself.
*********
Upon reaching the bottom of the staircase, Touya was meet with two anxious gazes.
"I heard you arguing with Li-kun, you didn't hurt him, did you?" Tomoyo wondered urgently.
He laughed dryly at that statement, "No, the brat's fine." Sighing, he dropped heavily to his feet, "I just realized something; I can only help Sakura so much, she needs someone else too." Sighing again, he added, "Too bad that someone just happens to be the Chinese brat…"
**********
Syaoran knocked lightly on the door, not really sure what to do. "Sakura?" There was no reply from within, "please Sakura, I have something important to tell you."
When there was no answer, he tried the handle. Surprisingly it was unlocked and he let himself in. At first he didn't see Sakura, then he looked towards the window and saw her slumped against the sill. She must have just fallen asleep, for tears still dotted her face.
So much for telling her. He thought to himself. She looked very uncomfortable, so he picked her up and brought her to the bed, lying her down as carefully as if she were made of glass. For a few minutes Syaoran sat motionless on the side of her bed, watching her sleep. She looked truly angelic and at peace; as if the world were perfect, as if nothing had every happened…
Damn him! Why Sakura! Why did he have to choose Sakura for his sick game?!! Syaoran didn't even bother thinking up death threats; his cousin would be dead in twenty-four hours or less, he knew that for a fact. But that still wouldn't take away Sakura's pain. Ease her mind a tiny bit, maybe, but do nothing about the pain she was already feeling.
I'd do anything to take the pain away from her… He thought. Then, as if in a sign from heaven, his gaze feel onto the Sakura book, sitting on her desk.
Syaoran got to his feet and walked over to it, opening it and running through the deck of cards. They all 'felt' like Sakura, but he ignored their aura's and concentrated on his search. Finally, he found what he was looking for. He examined the Return.
The spirit of the card was eager to help it's mistress, which was probably a good thing. Without the card's cooperation, Syaoran probably would have had a very hard time getting it to do what he wanted it to do. "Take me back to before this happened to Sakura."
Return readily complied, and soon Syaoran was standing under a shade tree on the side of the road. It took him a few minutes for him to get his barring, then he looked around. His gaze was caught by Sakura's beautiful brown hair; she was coming down the sidewalk. Suddenly, the girl slipped on a patch of ice, falling flat on her face. She attempted to get to her feet and was helped by someone that was too familiar.
Ping. Syaoran thought, his mind boiling over with anger. His cousin helped Sakura to her feet but didn't release her hand. Sakura's face took on a panicked expression and Syaoran ran towards the pair.
Rushing at the older boy, his plan was to tackle him to the ground, giving Sakura a chance to escape. But to his complete surprise and horror, he ran right through him, as if it were all nothing but an image.
No! For some reason I can't change this. Why!
Powerless to stop the horrible scene unfolding in front of him, Syaoran dropped to the ground and pounded it with his fists. But they connected with carpet, not cement; he was back in Sakura's room.
Is there nothing I can do to help her?! He demanded of himself, flipping through the card deck again. There *had* to be some way he could change the past and alter the future. Syaoran tried every card he could think of, but nothing worked. The present still remained unchanged. After half an hour of trying cards, his magic was dangerously low and he slumped to the ground in a faint.
**************
Sakura awoke after only an hour of sleep. Something had disturbed her, a flare of what felt like Sakura cards. But that was impossible, they were wall in their book where they were supposed to be. She had just been dreaming…
Just to confirm the fact to herself, she looked towards her desk and gasped. Syaoran was slumped on the floor, eyes cold and not moving.
She jumped from bed and rushed towards him, feeling for a pulse. Thankfully she found one. He was alive. But his aura felt unusually weak, what had he been using his magic for? An array of cards was scattered around him and the answer was very obvious.
"He was trying to reverse what happened." She mummered to herself, "And he nearly drained himself of his magic." His care and devotion touched her and even though he couldn't hear, she whispered, "Thank-you Syaoran." Running her hand through his hair, she gently kissed his check.
Sakura then went for a her cards and picked up float. Using the card, she moved Syaoran's form to the bed and covered him with blankets. Taking one last glance at her friend, she shook her head. I still love you, Syaoran. But I know you don't feel the same…
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Bittersweet chapter! I have two ideas on how to end this, but it depends on whether it's gonna end soon (like in the next two chapters) or take a bit longer. I don't know; well, since you guys have ta read it, you decide. Any ideas are greatly appreciated. Oh, I'd add more about Yuki, but I know almost nothing about him! If anyone would like to enlighten me, I'd be sure to put him in!!!