Trying to Cheat Fate
By: Xiao
Author's Note:
I typed this whole chapter out, well.. most of it, and then we got a new computer. Funny how for the first time I forgot to save to me red disk (containing all chapters of this fiction..) That's alright, though.
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Chapter Fourteen: Midnight's Walk (II)
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The couple continued to walk in silence, beside eachother, Syaoran's arm wrapped comfortingly around Meiling's waist. The whole time Meiling had continued to stare down at her feet, continuing to let those tears drop her eyes. On the inside, she was scolding herself for acting like she did.
'You're such a wimp, Meiling. Never once have you ever been to stop yourself from crying over this. Pathetic. You've never ever been like this, what the hell is wrong with you? YOU'RE SO.. PATHETIC! Having to rely on Syaoran. Pfft, when in your life did you have to depend on anyone else except yourself, hm? Tell me that, you smart ass bitch.' She brought her hands to her face for a moment and rubbed her eyes, trying to get that hitn of wetness away. She groaned, and shook her head. It couldn't be her telling herself this. It was just impossible! It had to be just a cold voice whispering off from the distance, something no one else heard except her. Yes, that had to be it.
Syaoran took a side glance and looked up at the sky above them. It was no longer covered in that beautiful dash of stars everywhere. There was no full moon anymore, all that was left were those puffed and dark clouds that always brough rain. Meiling stared at him for a moment.
"Rain," she moaned. Not again. She knew it was going to happen, and when it rained it seemed to rain when she was feeling the worse. Funny how things worked like that.
"Rain." Syaoran repeated, pulling out his free hand and putting it infront of himself, watching as those small droplets of water began to fall. It was soft rain, not nearly enough to soak them, but it was cold rain. Even if it was very soft rain, Syaoran couldn't help but feel Meiling press herself against his side, shivering slightly. Her eyes were now closed, water streaming down her cheeks (he was unsure if she was crying or it was the rain drops now.), and falling at her chin to the ground, splattering slightly. He smiled lightly down at her.
And eventually, maybe after five minutes of walking in the cold yet soft rain they had made it back to their house. He sighed, and took a glance down the street, and then back at Meiling who was was still pressing against his body, obviously cold.
"I guess I was a little bit wrong on the weather, hm? 'I think it'll be quite nice,'" he quoted himself from earlier. "Yeah, quite nice my ass." He smiled as Meiling chuckled lightly while he opened the door and let her inside.
She let go of him and stepped inside silently. Syaoran pausing before stepping inside, and shutting the door behind him. He got an idea and walked up behind Meiling. "Probably should change, or you'll be cold all night or something." She nodded, and sighed lightly. A moment later, she felt him placing his arms around the back of her legs and back, and pulling her up (much like someone would hold a baby.) and holding her. She stared at him for a moment, wondering against the idea, and decided to let him carry her. Anyway, she was tired of walking, and sleepy, cold. This just seemed a little better than having to dragging her legs down to the bedroom.
"Arigatou," she said, snuggling herself against his chest while he began to walk. Japanese. She laughed at herself silently for it. It seemed a bit odd in her mind to use Japanese when she was now living in China. He nodded lightly, not even noticing the Japanese, and walked, reaching destination and setting her down.
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He had pulled the keys out of his pocket while making his way back toward the car. Deciding that for once in his life time he would leave her and Eriol there for once, considering it was finally getting to him--having to sit in the hallway waiting for Meiling's therapy to end. He pushed the key into the slot and turned, unlocking the front door and setting himself in the front door. Quietly he pulled a letter out of his pocket and examined the darkened pink writing on the front. No return address, but then again, it didn't matter. He knew who it was from, the writing and the pink made it a dead give away. Sighing, he took one of the keys on the key chain and placed it under the seal and ripped so that the envelope was open. He pulled the papers out of the envelope and stared.
Four pages. He laughed nervously. She had never wrote so much to him in the whole time they had been penpals, or even when they had been capturing the clow cards back down in Japan. But there had to be an explanation to it, either she was happy to here from him and had to inform him on the latest events in her life, either that or four pages on how much she HATED him and never ever wanted to hear from him again. Ever.
Then again, Sakura Kinomoto was always willing to forgive, now wasn't she?
'Syaoran--
Wow! It's so nice to know that someone keeps what I write. I can't believe that you even bothered to write me, again, after all this time. Exspecially after what happened.. I'm pretty sure that you know exactly what I'm talking about. But then again, I'm not willing to hold it against you. Life goes on, right? Yeah, of course it does.
So, what do you mean by life is hard in Hong Kong? I guess things in Tomoeda are fine, as usual. Things are always fine, but nothing really has happened (interesting) since the card capturing, unless you're really interested in what I consider "interesting." Well.. Come to think of it, a few things have happened, and I'm going to inform you wether or not you like it or not! First off.. Tomoyo moved. Yup. She did. It's amazing how that could happen. You want to know where she moved to? It's what I least thought of! I couldn't believe she did, but she went to England! Can you believe that? It drove me insane! Sure, a different town I can handle but a different continent?! I cried for weeks! There went my best friend! But, there's always a bright side to things, I guess. She may of moved but, of course, we have kept in close contact (unlike you and me.), and she tells me all the stuff that has been happening in England, which is pretty cool. She thinks I would love it there.
And you know what?! Touya--'
He laughed. The rest of the letter was like that, telling all her stories of what had been happening in Tomoeda. Half of him missed being there. He missed all the events that would of been so much fun to be in (except for Tomoyo's moving to England, of course.). She had even commented on how she wished they were there. She said she wished that they were living in Tomoeda, so she could see Meiling cling onto Syaoran like old times (She had even added a "It's just so kawaii when you think of it! Aha.. You should of seen your face when she did that when we were kids! Looking back on it, it had to be the cutest most funny thing I've seen!"). She ended in the comment: "what is wrong with Meiling, Syaoran?"
His heart broke. Damnit. Why'd he include that Meiling was seeing a therapist?! What the hell would Meiling say if he had just blabbed that out into Sakura Kinomoto (her enemy, at one time in the past.), and then Meiling had decided to start writing to Sakura, and in a reply, she would find herself reading Sakura's delicate writing, which would say, "what's wrong, Meiling? Syaoran told me you were seeing a therapist.." Of course, Meiling would flip out on him.
He stared at those words, written in pink ink. Shimatta! 'KAMI-SAMA! SYAORAN LI YOU BAKA!' (Yes, he found himself yelling at himself, silently, in Japanese.)
The door of the passangers side opened, and Meiling slid herself into the seat beside Syaoran, and smiled. She blinked, noticing the papers in his hand--
"HEY. You know what? I've got to use the restroom--" And that moment, before she could snatch Sakura's letter out of his hand, he had pulled himself out of the car and was walking back into th building. Meiling moaned, and followed (running) and grabbed his shoulder before he could even leave the parking lot. He stopped instantly, stumbling from the sudden jerk of his left shoulder. She snatched the paper on top of the four paper stack, and smiled.
"From Sakura Kinomoto." She smiled, reading down the last page. She stopped moving completely, and her smile disapeared in an instant. She looked up at Syaoran, and back at the page.
"I can explain, Mei--" She pulled her right hand up and slapped Syaoran before he could ever finishing saying her name. Hard. As hard as she could, infact, leaving a red print of her right hand on his cheek. Crumbled the paper and threw it back at him, taking in a deep breath, exhaling slowly, and turning, walking back to the car.
He pulled his hand up against his cheek, instantly after the crumbled last page of Sakura's letter was thrown back at him. There was a stinging sensation on his cheek now, sending pain through him. Damn.. She really could hit him hard when she tried to. He sighed quietly and watched her walk off.
"Mei!"
She stopped, turned around, and flashed him the middle finger, turned and walked fast toward the car.
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After Note:
i ADORE this chapter because.. I don't know how to describe it. (Hey, Jeremy, it seems like something Meiling would do if Syaoran pissed her off, hm? F'course, if it was before they were all friends again after that incident.)
By: Xiao
Author's Note:
I typed this whole chapter out, well.. most of it, and then we got a new computer. Funny how for the first time I forgot to save to me red disk (containing all chapters of this fiction..) That's alright, though.
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Chapter Fourteen: Midnight's Walk (II)
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The couple continued to walk in silence, beside eachother, Syaoran's arm wrapped comfortingly around Meiling's waist. The whole time Meiling had continued to stare down at her feet, continuing to let those tears drop her eyes. On the inside, she was scolding herself for acting like she did.
'You're such a wimp, Meiling. Never once have you ever been to stop yourself from crying over this. Pathetic. You've never ever been like this, what the hell is wrong with you? YOU'RE SO.. PATHETIC! Having to rely on Syaoran. Pfft, when in your life did you have to depend on anyone else except yourself, hm? Tell me that, you smart ass bitch.' She brought her hands to her face for a moment and rubbed her eyes, trying to get that hitn of wetness away. She groaned, and shook her head. It couldn't be her telling herself this. It was just impossible! It had to be just a cold voice whispering off from the distance, something no one else heard except her. Yes, that had to be it.
Syaoran took a side glance and looked up at the sky above them. It was no longer covered in that beautiful dash of stars everywhere. There was no full moon anymore, all that was left were those puffed and dark clouds that always brough rain. Meiling stared at him for a moment.
"Rain," she moaned. Not again. She knew it was going to happen, and when it rained it seemed to rain when she was feeling the worse. Funny how things worked like that.
"Rain." Syaoran repeated, pulling out his free hand and putting it infront of himself, watching as those small droplets of water began to fall. It was soft rain, not nearly enough to soak them, but it was cold rain. Even if it was very soft rain, Syaoran couldn't help but feel Meiling press herself against his side, shivering slightly. Her eyes were now closed, water streaming down her cheeks (he was unsure if she was crying or it was the rain drops now.), and falling at her chin to the ground, splattering slightly. He smiled lightly down at her.
And eventually, maybe after five minutes of walking in the cold yet soft rain they had made it back to their house. He sighed, and took a glance down the street, and then back at Meiling who was was still pressing against his body, obviously cold.
"I guess I was a little bit wrong on the weather, hm? 'I think it'll be quite nice,'" he quoted himself from earlier. "Yeah, quite nice my ass." He smiled as Meiling chuckled lightly while he opened the door and let her inside.
She let go of him and stepped inside silently. Syaoran pausing before stepping inside, and shutting the door behind him. He got an idea and walked up behind Meiling. "Probably should change, or you'll be cold all night or something." She nodded, and sighed lightly. A moment later, she felt him placing his arms around the back of her legs and back, and pulling her up (much like someone would hold a baby.) and holding her. She stared at him for a moment, wondering against the idea, and decided to let him carry her. Anyway, she was tired of walking, and sleepy, cold. This just seemed a little better than having to dragging her legs down to the bedroom.
"Arigatou," she said, snuggling herself against his chest while he began to walk. Japanese. She laughed at herself silently for it. It seemed a bit odd in her mind to use Japanese when she was now living in China. He nodded lightly, not even noticing the Japanese, and walked, reaching destination and setting her down.
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He had pulled the keys out of his pocket while making his way back toward the car. Deciding that for once in his life time he would leave her and Eriol there for once, considering it was finally getting to him--having to sit in the hallway waiting for Meiling's therapy to end. He pushed the key into the slot and turned, unlocking the front door and setting himself in the front door. Quietly he pulled a letter out of his pocket and examined the darkened pink writing on the front. No return address, but then again, it didn't matter. He knew who it was from, the writing and the pink made it a dead give away. Sighing, he took one of the keys on the key chain and placed it under the seal and ripped so that the envelope was open. He pulled the papers out of the envelope and stared.
Four pages. He laughed nervously. She had never wrote so much to him in the whole time they had been penpals, or even when they had been capturing the clow cards back down in Japan. But there had to be an explanation to it, either she was happy to here from him and had to inform him on the latest events in her life, either that or four pages on how much she HATED him and never ever wanted to hear from him again. Ever.
Then again, Sakura Kinomoto was always willing to forgive, now wasn't she?
'Syaoran--
Wow! It's so nice to know that someone keeps what I write. I can't believe that you even bothered to write me, again, after all this time. Exspecially after what happened.. I'm pretty sure that you know exactly what I'm talking about. But then again, I'm not willing to hold it against you. Life goes on, right? Yeah, of course it does.
So, what do you mean by life is hard in Hong Kong? I guess things in Tomoeda are fine, as usual. Things are always fine, but nothing really has happened (interesting) since the card capturing, unless you're really interested in what I consider "interesting." Well.. Come to think of it, a few things have happened, and I'm going to inform you wether or not you like it or not! First off.. Tomoyo moved. Yup. She did. It's amazing how that could happen. You want to know where she moved to? It's what I least thought of! I couldn't believe she did, but she went to England! Can you believe that? It drove me insane! Sure, a different town I can handle but a different continent?! I cried for weeks! There went my best friend! But, there's always a bright side to things, I guess. She may of moved but, of course, we have kept in close contact (unlike you and me.), and she tells me all the stuff that has been happening in England, which is pretty cool. She thinks I would love it there.
And you know what?! Touya--'
He laughed. The rest of the letter was like that, telling all her stories of what had been happening in Tomoeda. Half of him missed being there. He missed all the events that would of been so much fun to be in (except for Tomoyo's moving to England, of course.). She had even commented on how she wished they were there. She said she wished that they were living in Tomoeda, so she could see Meiling cling onto Syaoran like old times (She had even added a "It's just so kawaii when you think of it! Aha.. You should of seen your face when she did that when we were kids! Looking back on it, it had to be the cutest most funny thing I've seen!"). She ended in the comment: "what is wrong with Meiling, Syaoran?"
His heart broke. Damnit. Why'd he include that Meiling was seeing a therapist?! What the hell would Meiling say if he had just blabbed that out into Sakura Kinomoto (her enemy, at one time in the past.), and then Meiling had decided to start writing to Sakura, and in a reply, she would find herself reading Sakura's delicate writing, which would say, "what's wrong, Meiling? Syaoran told me you were seeing a therapist.." Of course, Meiling would flip out on him.
He stared at those words, written in pink ink. Shimatta! 'KAMI-SAMA! SYAORAN LI YOU BAKA!' (Yes, he found himself yelling at himself, silently, in Japanese.)
The door of the passangers side opened, and Meiling slid herself into the seat beside Syaoran, and smiled. She blinked, noticing the papers in his hand--
"HEY. You know what? I've got to use the restroom--" And that moment, before she could snatch Sakura's letter out of his hand, he had pulled himself out of the car and was walking back into th building. Meiling moaned, and followed (running) and grabbed his shoulder before he could even leave the parking lot. He stopped instantly, stumbling from the sudden jerk of his left shoulder. She snatched the paper on top of the four paper stack, and smiled.
"From Sakura Kinomoto." She smiled, reading down the last page. She stopped moving completely, and her smile disapeared in an instant. She looked up at Syaoran, and back at the page.
"I can explain, Mei--" She pulled her right hand up and slapped Syaoran before he could ever finishing saying her name. Hard. As hard as she could, infact, leaving a red print of her right hand on his cheek. Crumbled the paper and threw it back at him, taking in a deep breath, exhaling slowly, and turning, walking back to the car.
He pulled his hand up against his cheek, instantly after the crumbled last page of Sakura's letter was thrown back at him. There was a stinging sensation on his cheek now, sending pain through him. Damn.. She really could hit him hard when she tried to. He sighed quietly and watched her walk off.
"Mei!"
She stopped, turned around, and flashed him the middle finger, turned and walked fast toward the car.
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After Note:
i ADORE this chapter because.. I don't know how to describe it. (Hey, Jeremy, it seems like something Meiling would do if Syaoran pissed her off, hm? F'course, if it was before they were all friends again after that incident.)