Hey! I'm back again with another chapter!! Yipee!! Well, honeslty I'd
love any ideas that anyone can submit to me. That's really the only think
that's holding me back from finishing this…. So please help! Well, on to
the chapter!
P.S.- very interesting wings. Not really much I can say to that… well, I can use your idea's for Ping's punishment, right?
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…
In Syaoran's appartment, a lone figure stood looking out the window. The telephone on the ledge rang and he answered;
"Li Ping." He answered, already knowing who was on the other line.
"Just the person I wished to speak with." Spoke the calm, clear voice on the other side of line, "The update on out young leader."
"Not good." Ping replied, "He failed the task, to some extent. Although he helped the Card Mistress, he still doesn't believe I was the one who did it. You'll have no more trouble from the girl though, I assure you."
Silence could be heard from the other side, "A difficult situation." Commented the elder. "We certainly didn't anticipate him to linger in the middle. His relationship with the card mistress?"
"Friends only, I'm pretty sure."
"He didn't disobey us entirely."
"But your orders were to stay away from the Card Mistress." Ping pointed out quickly, a little too quickly.
The elder on the other line chuckled. "I see you are worried about your possible position. Don't worry, I have a task for you as well. Capture the cards for the Li-clan and you shall be leader."
"And what about Xiao Lang?"
"Complete your task without any flaws and you won't need to worry about him. You have two weeks." The phone went dead, as was customary, leaving only a dial tone.
Ping's mind was already churning with ideas. He *would* become leader, no matter what it took. He would.
*************
Sakura thought about going downstairs, but decided against it; she felt she wasn't ready to answer all the questions they would have for her. Instead she set to cleaning up the cards that were scattered on the floor. It had been forever since they had captured them all, she thought with genuine happiness. She truly missed those days, they were so much simpler than the ones ahead of her. If only there were still cards to capture…
A flickering sensation ran through her skin, one she that was strangly familiar, yet on she couldn't place. What it was hit her suddenly, Clow Card. But that was impossible, she had all the cards right here, unless there were more. It didn't really seem possible, but yet why was she feeling the signature of one of those cards?
The only thing to do was check it out, she decided, and got to her feet. Her gaze feel apon Syaoran, who was still asleep on the bed. I should leave him out of this. She thought to herself, After all, I did pass the final judgment. How hard could capturing a single card be?
With that decision made, Sakura slipped out the window, clutching her sealing wand in her hand, and heading for the direction of the card she was feeling.
The card was a lot farther away then she had expected, and she was thankful once again for the fly card. Calling it out, she soared over the small town and out into the countryside beyond, stoping when the feeling seemed to be strongest.
The card mistress dropped to her feet in the middle of a large rice field (drained, of course) and scanned the area. "Show yourself, card!" She demanded loudly her voice echoing ereily. For a few more minutes of silence she waited.
An all too famliar chuckle cut through the quiet and every bone in her body froze. Ping materialzed, suddenly, from behind a large tree. "And what makes you think it is a Clow Card, little Card Mistress?" he wondered in an amuzed tone. "Certainly I don't look like a card, now do I?"
Part of her mind instructed her to run, another part was numb. But a third part took over all her thoughts and she pulled a card from her pocket, taking a fighting stance.
"You can relaxe, I'm just here to talk." He spat dryly, looking over her in amusement.
Despite the reassurance, Sakura didn't move from her stance. "I'll believe that when I see it."
He shrugged, "Waste all your energy if you like." He replied. "Oh yes, what I can to talk to you about…" Ping took a sudden step towards her and Sakura flinched. He chuckled, "You'd like all this to be over, wouldn't you?" He inquired. "Oh yes, you'd like it very much if I were miles away in another country, then you'd be safe and could forget about this whole thing."
"Get to the point and stop wasting my time." She said in what she hoped was a brave tone.
"If that's what you want. Short and sweet, my dear Ying-fa. Give me the cards and convince Syaoran to go back to Hong Kong and I'll return as well."
"You must think I'm stupid." Sakura commented, "I'd never do that; it could all, and probably is, just a trick."
He shook his head, "Why do you think I would want to stay here after my task was completed? Certainly not for you." He laughed again, a laugh tinted with evil.
Sakura was disgusted, "You'll never get the cards from me."
"So you are declining my offer?"
"Yes."
Ping shrugged and Sakura felt a strong burst of magic. Suddenly, her entire body was immobile. He walked slowly towards her and fear rose inside Sakura. "I know what you're thinking." He commented softly, running a hand across her check, "And I very well could. But emotional injuries are too easy to hide from friends and family. Perhaps something that would be harder to cover-up…"
***********
Syaoran awoke slowly, lying on something forigen to him. Everything from the feeling to the smell of it was different. Where could I…
"Li-kun! Where's Sakura-chan!"
His eyes flew open and he saw Tomoyo looking down on him, a worried expression on her face. Sitting up, he noticed he had been lying on Sakura's bed and a light flush rose into his cheeks.
"I don't… she was sleeping when I came up… what happened?"
Her face a paled dramatically, "we can't find her anywhere; she's missing again!"
************
They were just beginning, once again, to search for Sakura when Syaoran's magical senses flared. A burst of magic hit him, tintied pink as Sakura's was. It was her magic, in fact, because it felt just like her. He took off imidiatly, ignoring Tomoyo's confused cry. Surprisingly, the location of the source was his apartment.
He burst through the door and into his completely dark living room. there's no way she can be here, none of the lights are on. He thought logically, plus he could no longer feel her magic or her aura. Yet, his mind wouldn't let him rest until he checked.
Syaoran flipped on the light switch and his eyes narrowed. His cousin was standing calmly before him, arms crossed. "You."
His sword was out immediately and he was about to rush him when Ping spoke, "I think you have other priorities, beside that."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Syaoran growled. He didn't know why he even listened to his words, bust he did.
His cousin shrugged, "look for yourself." He replied, gesturing towards the couch. It was shadowed and nothing could be seen of it. That was until Syaoran took a step close and saw it was a body, Sakura's body. His breath caught in his throat. The condition she was in horrified him; from where he stood he could see no sign of breathing and her badly mauled body showed no signs of movement.
Immediately, he whirled on Ping, ready to chop him to pieces. "You bastard…"
"Insteresting to see where your priorities lie, cousin." He commented calmly, "She could be dead, or she could still be alive. How do you know? You don't. You won't kill me easily, and you know that, don't you? The time it takes for you to do that could mean life or death to your precious Sakura."
He was right. Syaoran hated to admit it, but he was right. Glaring at him, he threw his sword aside and knelt next to Sakura. Ping laughed and walked for the door, walking calmly for and then through it. There was no one there to stop him from leaving.
All Syaoran's attention was directed at the girl in front of him. She was so badly injured that she hardly looked like Sakura anymore. He put a finger to her temple, praying for a pulse. He felt one, although it was very faint, and sighed in relief. She's alive, thank-god.
Well, what did you think? A bit short, and I'm sorry. I don't really have any more ideas, so I had to stop there. I'm trying my very best not to make this cliché, so please, please do help. As always, any info anyone wants to send to poor little me about CCS (I'm so deprived, I've only seen one show. And it was the American version) Please send it! pikogio@yahoo.com
P.S.- very interesting wings. Not really much I can say to that… well, I can use your idea's for Ping's punishment, right?
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…
In Syaoran's appartment, a lone figure stood looking out the window. The telephone on the ledge rang and he answered;
"Li Ping." He answered, already knowing who was on the other line.
"Just the person I wished to speak with." Spoke the calm, clear voice on the other side of line, "The update on out young leader."
"Not good." Ping replied, "He failed the task, to some extent. Although he helped the Card Mistress, he still doesn't believe I was the one who did it. You'll have no more trouble from the girl though, I assure you."
Silence could be heard from the other side, "A difficult situation." Commented the elder. "We certainly didn't anticipate him to linger in the middle. His relationship with the card mistress?"
"Friends only, I'm pretty sure."
"He didn't disobey us entirely."
"But your orders were to stay away from the Card Mistress." Ping pointed out quickly, a little too quickly.
The elder on the other line chuckled. "I see you are worried about your possible position. Don't worry, I have a task for you as well. Capture the cards for the Li-clan and you shall be leader."
"And what about Xiao Lang?"
"Complete your task without any flaws and you won't need to worry about him. You have two weeks." The phone went dead, as was customary, leaving only a dial tone.
Ping's mind was already churning with ideas. He *would* become leader, no matter what it took. He would.
*************
Sakura thought about going downstairs, but decided against it; she felt she wasn't ready to answer all the questions they would have for her. Instead she set to cleaning up the cards that were scattered on the floor. It had been forever since they had captured them all, she thought with genuine happiness. She truly missed those days, they were so much simpler than the ones ahead of her. If only there were still cards to capture…
A flickering sensation ran through her skin, one she that was strangly familiar, yet on she couldn't place. What it was hit her suddenly, Clow Card. But that was impossible, she had all the cards right here, unless there were more. It didn't really seem possible, but yet why was she feeling the signature of one of those cards?
The only thing to do was check it out, she decided, and got to her feet. Her gaze feel apon Syaoran, who was still asleep on the bed. I should leave him out of this. She thought to herself, After all, I did pass the final judgment. How hard could capturing a single card be?
With that decision made, Sakura slipped out the window, clutching her sealing wand in her hand, and heading for the direction of the card she was feeling.
The card was a lot farther away then she had expected, and she was thankful once again for the fly card. Calling it out, she soared over the small town and out into the countryside beyond, stoping when the feeling seemed to be strongest.
The card mistress dropped to her feet in the middle of a large rice field (drained, of course) and scanned the area. "Show yourself, card!" She demanded loudly her voice echoing ereily. For a few more minutes of silence she waited.
An all too famliar chuckle cut through the quiet and every bone in her body froze. Ping materialzed, suddenly, from behind a large tree. "And what makes you think it is a Clow Card, little Card Mistress?" he wondered in an amuzed tone. "Certainly I don't look like a card, now do I?"
Part of her mind instructed her to run, another part was numb. But a third part took over all her thoughts and she pulled a card from her pocket, taking a fighting stance.
"You can relaxe, I'm just here to talk." He spat dryly, looking over her in amusement.
Despite the reassurance, Sakura didn't move from her stance. "I'll believe that when I see it."
He shrugged, "Waste all your energy if you like." He replied. "Oh yes, what I can to talk to you about…" Ping took a sudden step towards her and Sakura flinched. He chuckled, "You'd like all this to be over, wouldn't you?" He inquired. "Oh yes, you'd like it very much if I were miles away in another country, then you'd be safe and could forget about this whole thing."
"Get to the point and stop wasting my time." She said in what she hoped was a brave tone.
"If that's what you want. Short and sweet, my dear Ying-fa. Give me the cards and convince Syaoran to go back to Hong Kong and I'll return as well."
"You must think I'm stupid." Sakura commented, "I'd never do that; it could all, and probably is, just a trick."
He shook his head, "Why do you think I would want to stay here after my task was completed? Certainly not for you." He laughed again, a laugh tinted with evil.
Sakura was disgusted, "You'll never get the cards from me."
"So you are declining my offer?"
"Yes."
Ping shrugged and Sakura felt a strong burst of magic. Suddenly, her entire body was immobile. He walked slowly towards her and fear rose inside Sakura. "I know what you're thinking." He commented softly, running a hand across her check, "And I very well could. But emotional injuries are too easy to hide from friends and family. Perhaps something that would be harder to cover-up…"
***********
Syaoran awoke slowly, lying on something forigen to him. Everything from the feeling to the smell of it was different. Where could I…
"Li-kun! Where's Sakura-chan!"
His eyes flew open and he saw Tomoyo looking down on him, a worried expression on her face. Sitting up, he noticed he had been lying on Sakura's bed and a light flush rose into his cheeks.
"I don't… she was sleeping when I came up… what happened?"
Her face a paled dramatically, "we can't find her anywhere; she's missing again!"
************
They were just beginning, once again, to search for Sakura when Syaoran's magical senses flared. A burst of magic hit him, tintied pink as Sakura's was. It was her magic, in fact, because it felt just like her. He took off imidiatly, ignoring Tomoyo's confused cry. Surprisingly, the location of the source was his apartment.
He burst through the door and into his completely dark living room. there's no way she can be here, none of the lights are on. He thought logically, plus he could no longer feel her magic or her aura. Yet, his mind wouldn't let him rest until he checked.
Syaoran flipped on the light switch and his eyes narrowed. His cousin was standing calmly before him, arms crossed. "You."
His sword was out immediately and he was about to rush him when Ping spoke, "I think you have other priorities, beside that."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Syaoran growled. He didn't know why he even listened to his words, bust he did.
His cousin shrugged, "look for yourself." He replied, gesturing towards the couch. It was shadowed and nothing could be seen of it. That was until Syaoran took a step close and saw it was a body, Sakura's body. His breath caught in his throat. The condition she was in horrified him; from where he stood he could see no sign of breathing and her badly mauled body showed no signs of movement.
Immediately, he whirled on Ping, ready to chop him to pieces. "You bastard…"
"Insteresting to see where your priorities lie, cousin." He commented calmly, "She could be dead, or she could still be alive. How do you know? You don't. You won't kill me easily, and you know that, don't you? The time it takes for you to do that could mean life or death to your precious Sakura."
He was right. Syaoran hated to admit it, but he was right. Glaring at him, he threw his sword aside and knelt next to Sakura. Ping laughed and walked for the door, walking calmly for and then through it. There was no one there to stop him from leaving.
All Syaoran's attention was directed at the girl in front of him. She was so badly injured that she hardly looked like Sakura anymore. He put a finger to her temple, praying for a pulse. He felt one, although it was very faint, and sighed in relief. She's alive, thank-god.
Well, what did you think? A bit short, and I'm sorry. I don't really have any more ideas, so I had to stop there. I'm trying my very best not to make this cliché, so please, please do help. As always, any info anyone wants to send to poor little me about CCS (I'm so deprived, I've only seen one show. And it was the American version) Please send it! pikogio@yahoo.com