YIPPEE!!!!! Yeah, you can call me weird, but I am so ecstatic over just
THREE reviews. I'm weird, aren't I? And like all the good writers out
there (like LicyBabe2002), I shall write replies.
Kan-chan: THANK YOU!!!! I will continue. but since school started I can only update on weekends and holidays. = P
Sailor Unknown: ARIGATO!!!!!! It's always nice to know that my story inspired someone else to write one, too. ^.^
Mistique: Thank you sooooo much!!! Yeah, I'll keep working on it, but hey- it's my first fic, so be a little patient, K? =P
Again- I thank all of you for reviewing!!!! It means sooooo much to me that someone actually READ my story and took the time to review it. *sigh* You're all so nice!!!
DISCLAIMER: I *cough-don't-own-CCS-Clamp-does-cough* There, enough?
SUMMARY: Syaoran and Sakura are strangers in each other's worlds. They have had no previous contact or friendship. Syaoran falls for the wrong person (aka NOT Sakura), but Sakura doesn't care, because they are strangers to each other. Destiny pulls them together, but the plan goes awry and turns disastrous. The plan turns friends onto friends and ruins any chance of a relationship between Sakura and Syaoran. Somehow, though, the pieces fix themselves between friends, but the bond between love is broken- perhaps forever.
CAN'T STOP DESTINY
CAPS = emphasis A/N = author's notes *words* = character's thoughts or my actions
Chapter Two- Destiny, I mean, Tomoyo Sets the Stage
On Earth, In Hong Kong:
Syaoran Li looked out the window of the airplane.
"Everyone please fasten your seatbelts. Prepare for takeoff to Beijing." The intercom boomed.
He figured that he might find someone in Beijing. After all, that's a big city. If that didn't work, he had plane tickets to Japan, Korea, and America. *I hope this works.*
On Earth, In Tomoeda:
Tomoyo Daidouji, famous fashion designer, tossed and turned in her bed all night. Finally, she fell into a fitful sleep.
"Tomoyo," a voice whispered. Tomoyo stirred. "Tomoyo!" the voice said more urgently.
"Where am I?" Tomoyo asked in a half-dream state.
"Listen carefully, Tomoyo. This is really important. My name is Destiny. I have found Sakura Kinomoto's soul mate. You need to help get them to meet. Will you do that?"
Tomoyo nodded, always eager to help her best friend. She knew she wasn't dreaming as she pinched herself. *This must be real- real freaky, too.*
"I knew I could count on you. This is what I need you to do: buy two tickets to the Tokyo Annual Ball. At exactly 4:26, run downstairs to the ballroom, and tell Sakura to come also. Her soul mate will be at the ball. They will meet unless." Destiny grimaced for a second. "Never mind. I am never wrong. Do this, and I will find a soul mate for you next."
A chill filled the air as the voice disappeared. *Unless what? Something might go wrong? I'm going to make sure that Sakura meets her soul mate as long as my name is Tomoyo Daidouji.* Tomoyo silently vowed.
In Beijing:
Syaoran Li sighed. No sparks flew at all with any of the 14 girls. Now he was going to America in search of his one and only. A/N: She's in Japan, you baka! Sorry, I just had to do that.
"Please fasten your seatbelts for takeoff."
In Japan:
"NANI?" Sakura half-asked and half-screamed.
"That's right- we're going to the Tokyo Annual Ball! Ohohohohoho! And I get to make you a dress!" Tomoyo went all starry-eyed. *Sakura with an ice blue dress trimmed in pearls, Sakura in a baby pink gown with a flowing bodice. . . Snap out of it, Tomoyo! Your mission is not to film Sakura- although that would be a nice mission- but to pair her up with her soul mate!!!* Sakura sweatdropped.
"You're the most famous fashion designer in the world! I mean, every person has at least one of your 'Midnight' clothing! Why use ME as your model?" Sakura said, trying to escape the wrath of Tomoyo with a needle and thread.
"Because you're the most famous model in Japan!" Tomoyo counteracted. *Haha! Can't get out of this, can ya? I've cornered you! One point for Tomoyo Daidouji, Sakura Kinomoto- zip!*
Sakura Kinomoto, famous model of Japan, could do nothing but blush. Tomoyo Daidouji, world famous fashion designer of "Midnight" clothes, smiled triumphantly. *Ohohohoho! Sakura will have to meet her soul mate in the perfect dress! Maybe it should be forest green, but then again- pink is her signature color!* Tomoyo grinned evilly and pulled out from behind her measuring tape.
"HOEEEE!!!"
"Don't try to run, Sakura! It'll only take a second!"
In America:
*ARGH!* Syaoran Li scowled. *I better find someone soon.*
"Prepare for takeoff to Korea. . ."
In Japan:
"HOE!" Sakura exclaimed as she twirled around in her dress.
"You look so kawaii, Sakura." Tomoyo said, with her camcorder in her hand filming Sakura's every move.
Sakura wore a deep red dress. The spaghetti straps fell around her shoulders instead of on them, accentuating her slender neck. It was tight at the chest and waist, but it flowed down from her waist. It had a small slit (Tomoyo insisted that it be from mid-thing, but Sakura, always the modest one, said she wouldn't wear it then). The dress reached her ankle and waved from there. She wore pink cherry blossom earrings and a pearl necklace. Her shoes were the same deep red as her dress, and had a two- inch heel.
"Oh! I forgot all about MY dress! And the ball's in three weeks!" Tomoyo exclaimed.
In Heaven:
"Things are going as planned." Destiny said happily.
"You mean things might not go as planned?" Cupid asked. A/N: Well, isn't that sortta obvious that it WILL go wrong? Or else what kind of a story would this be?
"Yes. I just write an outline, sort of. Like, I know they will meet. But the things building up to their meeting are not in my power to control. Things might even go totally wrong!" Destiny sighed deeply. "He might think he's in love with someone else, even. That's why I need you as an assistant. She might catch a cold the day of the ball and not be able to attend!"
She shouldn't have said that, because in the little town of Tomoeda, Japan, a certain Sakura Kinomoto sneezed and asked a certain Tomoyo Daidouji for a tissue.
Okay! And that's Chapter 2! Don't worry, the chapters will get longer and more interesting once Syaoran actually gets to Japan. And I put a twist on a certain event of S+S's meeting. HEE! And PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE review!!!! Yeah, even flames are OK, as long as they have CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM in it, not just "that story sucked. you should just give up" without a reason! Hopefully, my story does not suck, though. right? YIKES- what if it does! PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, or else I'll spend the rest of my life wondering if my story is actually that bad or not.
Mistily yours, MoonlightMist
See ya later!!!!
Kan-chan: THANK YOU!!!! I will continue. but since school started I can only update on weekends and holidays. = P
Sailor Unknown: ARIGATO!!!!!! It's always nice to know that my story inspired someone else to write one, too. ^.^
Mistique: Thank you sooooo much!!! Yeah, I'll keep working on it, but hey- it's my first fic, so be a little patient, K? =P
Again- I thank all of you for reviewing!!!! It means sooooo much to me that someone actually READ my story and took the time to review it. *sigh* You're all so nice!!!
DISCLAIMER: I *cough-don't-own-CCS-Clamp-does-cough* There, enough?
SUMMARY: Syaoran and Sakura are strangers in each other's worlds. They have had no previous contact or friendship. Syaoran falls for the wrong person (aka NOT Sakura), but Sakura doesn't care, because they are strangers to each other. Destiny pulls them together, but the plan goes awry and turns disastrous. The plan turns friends onto friends and ruins any chance of a relationship between Sakura and Syaoran. Somehow, though, the pieces fix themselves between friends, but the bond between love is broken- perhaps forever.
CAN'T STOP DESTINY
CAPS = emphasis A/N = author's notes *words* = character's thoughts or my actions
Chapter Two- Destiny, I mean, Tomoyo Sets the Stage
On Earth, In Hong Kong:
Syaoran Li looked out the window of the airplane.
"Everyone please fasten your seatbelts. Prepare for takeoff to Beijing." The intercom boomed.
He figured that he might find someone in Beijing. After all, that's a big city. If that didn't work, he had plane tickets to Japan, Korea, and America. *I hope this works.*
On Earth, In Tomoeda:
Tomoyo Daidouji, famous fashion designer, tossed and turned in her bed all night. Finally, she fell into a fitful sleep.
"Tomoyo," a voice whispered. Tomoyo stirred. "Tomoyo!" the voice said more urgently.
"Where am I?" Tomoyo asked in a half-dream state.
"Listen carefully, Tomoyo. This is really important. My name is Destiny. I have found Sakura Kinomoto's soul mate. You need to help get them to meet. Will you do that?"
Tomoyo nodded, always eager to help her best friend. She knew she wasn't dreaming as she pinched herself. *This must be real- real freaky, too.*
"I knew I could count on you. This is what I need you to do: buy two tickets to the Tokyo Annual Ball. At exactly 4:26, run downstairs to the ballroom, and tell Sakura to come also. Her soul mate will be at the ball. They will meet unless." Destiny grimaced for a second. "Never mind. I am never wrong. Do this, and I will find a soul mate for you next."
A chill filled the air as the voice disappeared. *Unless what? Something might go wrong? I'm going to make sure that Sakura meets her soul mate as long as my name is Tomoyo Daidouji.* Tomoyo silently vowed.
In Beijing:
Syaoran Li sighed. No sparks flew at all with any of the 14 girls. Now he was going to America in search of his one and only. A/N: She's in Japan, you baka! Sorry, I just had to do that.
"Please fasten your seatbelts for takeoff."
In Japan:
"NANI?" Sakura half-asked and half-screamed.
"That's right- we're going to the Tokyo Annual Ball! Ohohohohoho! And I get to make you a dress!" Tomoyo went all starry-eyed. *Sakura with an ice blue dress trimmed in pearls, Sakura in a baby pink gown with a flowing bodice. . . Snap out of it, Tomoyo! Your mission is not to film Sakura- although that would be a nice mission- but to pair her up with her soul mate!!!* Sakura sweatdropped.
"You're the most famous fashion designer in the world! I mean, every person has at least one of your 'Midnight' clothing! Why use ME as your model?" Sakura said, trying to escape the wrath of Tomoyo with a needle and thread.
"Because you're the most famous model in Japan!" Tomoyo counteracted. *Haha! Can't get out of this, can ya? I've cornered you! One point for Tomoyo Daidouji, Sakura Kinomoto- zip!*
Sakura Kinomoto, famous model of Japan, could do nothing but blush. Tomoyo Daidouji, world famous fashion designer of "Midnight" clothes, smiled triumphantly. *Ohohohoho! Sakura will have to meet her soul mate in the perfect dress! Maybe it should be forest green, but then again- pink is her signature color!* Tomoyo grinned evilly and pulled out from behind her measuring tape.
"HOEEEE!!!"
"Don't try to run, Sakura! It'll only take a second!"
In America:
*ARGH!* Syaoran Li scowled. *I better find someone soon.*
"Prepare for takeoff to Korea. . ."
In Japan:
"HOE!" Sakura exclaimed as she twirled around in her dress.
"You look so kawaii, Sakura." Tomoyo said, with her camcorder in her hand filming Sakura's every move.
Sakura wore a deep red dress. The spaghetti straps fell around her shoulders instead of on them, accentuating her slender neck. It was tight at the chest and waist, but it flowed down from her waist. It had a small slit (Tomoyo insisted that it be from mid-thing, but Sakura, always the modest one, said she wouldn't wear it then). The dress reached her ankle and waved from there. She wore pink cherry blossom earrings and a pearl necklace. Her shoes were the same deep red as her dress, and had a two- inch heel.
"Oh! I forgot all about MY dress! And the ball's in three weeks!" Tomoyo exclaimed.
In Heaven:
"Things are going as planned." Destiny said happily.
"You mean things might not go as planned?" Cupid asked. A/N: Well, isn't that sortta obvious that it WILL go wrong? Or else what kind of a story would this be?
"Yes. I just write an outline, sort of. Like, I know they will meet. But the things building up to their meeting are not in my power to control. Things might even go totally wrong!" Destiny sighed deeply. "He might think he's in love with someone else, even. That's why I need you as an assistant. She might catch a cold the day of the ball and not be able to attend!"
She shouldn't have said that, because in the little town of Tomoeda, Japan, a certain Sakura Kinomoto sneezed and asked a certain Tomoyo Daidouji for a tissue.
Okay! And that's Chapter 2! Don't worry, the chapters will get longer and more interesting once Syaoran actually gets to Japan. And I put a twist on a certain event of S+S's meeting. HEE! And PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE review!!!! Yeah, even flames are OK, as long as they have CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM in it, not just "that story sucked. you should just give up" without a reason! Hopefully, my story does not suck, though. right? YIKES- what if it does! PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, or else I'll spend the rest of my life wondering if my story is actually that bad or not.
Mistily yours, MoonlightMist
See ya later!!!!