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Disclaimer: I'm telling you, I don't own them! Clamp has them. I'm just playing them around in my own story. *Nods*.
One thing to add to you guys. The play 'Romeo And Juliet' had been changed to another play called 'Ice and Snow'. * Nods* Hope you guys don't mind. 'Ice and Snow' is really tragic (although it might be not tragic cause I change the story line a little). And it is suitable for University students that lived in Japan. Hope you like it anyway.
Enough of my crap. Let the story begin......
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A blue-haired and not-so-innocent boy was standing in front of the chaotic class and trying to restore calmness in the class to announce his decision.
" Class, please calm down. I had just received a .....um....not-quite-a-few suggestion to change the play from 'Romeo and Juliet' to 'Ice and Snow'. Due to the fact that all the members of the class community agreed that this is a great and good plan, we decided to use it. Oh, before I continue, anyone had any objections?"
Hiragizawa Eriol, no doubt the class monitor, looked around for any raised hand and saw one. It was, very surprisingly, his cute little descendant who had raise up his hand.
Eriol smiled, " Yes, any comments, Syaoran?"
The messy haired one glare at Eriol before saying, " I thought you want something classical and original?"
Eriol smiled back cheerfully and replied, " Well, 'Romeo and Juliet' is classical, but not original enough. Therefore we decided to use 'Ice and Snow' because it is ..... Hm .... How should I put it...um..... rather uncommon."
Syaoran raised an eyebrow before lower himself into his seat slowly. Eriol smiled at the class and continued.
" I will hand out the scripts now. Everyone will have a part to play in the play, whether a stage crew or a member of the acting cast. I will conduct another vote tomorrow, after you people had read the scripts. Any suggestions or comments on the plot please contact either one of your class monitors."
There were much whisperings among the classmates as Eriol distributed the thick folders of scripts to them. Syaoran was feeling particularly suspicious on the sudden change of plot. [[Not that I mind it.....]] He thought to himself. As a thick folder was handed to him, he noticed that Tomoyo was looking at him with an I-know-something-you-don't-know smile on her lips. Immediately, he felt a surge of irritation coursing through his nerves. [[Damn. That two must be planning something again. Oh god......]]
Sighing, he opened the folder and stared at the snow landscape and the big italic words printed on a piece of A4 size parchment.
" Ice and Snow." Syaoran muttered as he continued to stare. The words were right in the center of this snow landscape in which the snow was blue.
"Strange, but it is beautiful....." Syaoran muttered to himself. Then, looking closer, he saw a person standing in the snow near the pine trees. It was a girl.
[[She looked very lonely.]] He thought as he stared at the girl. Then, suddenly, the girl in the picture turned around. Syaoran gasped and push back from the table. Tomoyo, who was sitting beside Sakura turned her head and looked at him with concern.
" Daijoubu, Li-kun?"
Sakura turned around and stared at him.
Syaoran was still staring at the picture of the snow landscape.
"Uh." He managed and nodded. Tomoyo cast one curious look at him and resume her talk with Sakura, who just raised her eyebrows.
Syaoran frowned at the words, then at the girl. Nothing had happened. Syaoran rubbed his eyes a little, and flipped the page over.
[[It must be my imagination.]]
At the other end of the class, Eriol smirked at his naïve little descendant.
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Light in Your Eyes. By: XiaoBai
Chapter 3: 'Ice and Snow'
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Once upon a time, there lived a cold-hearted young man. He was the governor's only son, therefore, much was expected of him.
This young man usually tours the city, which was in his father control, with a friend he had from his childhood days. They walk around, looking and walking (usually in the park, where there is few women who will go chasing after them). Then one day, while at the park, the young man saw a lady climbing up an oak tree, trying to reach a bird nest that is on the top. In her hand was a baby chick. His friend called to the lady to get her to come down.
" Oei! Get down here, you idiot! You will fall!" His friend had yelled.
But the lady ignored him and continued to reach for the nest. When she managed to put the baby bird into the nest, she lost her footing and fall off. The young man immediately rushed over under the tree and she landed safely in his arms.
" Are you all right?" He asked softly as he set her down. The lady nodded, her golden hair flying. She looked up and her bright emerald eyes shined.
" Thank you." She said.
Then, she smiled and melted the ice in his heart.
Soon, the two were in loved, and everyday, the couple had a lot of happy moments. Yet, the young man and the young lady were oblivious to the fact that their identities disallow them to fall in love.
One day, the young man's father introduced him to another woman.
" She will be your wife." His father had told him.
The young man was horrified. He tried to escape this wedding, but his father had locked him in. Everyday, he was forced to spend time with that woman. And finally, the woman had successfully seduced the young man over.
The lady, who was waiting everyday for him to come, was aghast when she found out that the young man was going to wed the woman in two years. Heart broken, the lady erased her memories of the young man.
Two years later, hours from the wedding, the lady met a fortune-teller, who told her that the young man was going to die on his wedding day. That he was to be killed by the woman he was going to marry. The lady remembered the young man and was shocked. Although she had tried all ways to meet the young man, she failed and the young man die.
The young lady then made her way to the town church and prayed to the gods.
" Let him exchange his life with me. Let him be alive once again. Give him all my Time."
The gods granted her wish, and she fell to the ground, never to awake again.
The young man was revived. He was shocked to see that his own blood had become the very same red flower petals the young lady had loved. Immediately, he rushed to the church and found the lady. He realized what he had done and what she had done for him and cried long and hard, hugging her body to himself.
" Please, please! Let me exchange my time back. Let me be the one to die. Let her live!" He had pleaded. The gods did not heed him.
Finally, one of the gods took pity of him and created another god, who is in charge of guarding the time of the town, giving them the Time that the couple had wasted.
Till date, that god is still guarding secretly-
"-and is said that she is the guardian of Time." Syaoran finished.
" Sugoi......" Syaoran muttered as he closed the folder. [[This story is good.....]] He thought as he flipped the pages again.
" A great story, isn't it?"
Syaoran jumped and turned to his right, only to jump again as he came face to face with Eriol's smiling face.
" H-Hiragizawa!" Syaoran gasped as he regained his calm. Eriol nodded and pulled a chair over.
" So, how's the story?" Eriol asked, sitting down and looking at the opened folder.
Syaoran blinked and said, " It is great."
" Hm." Eriol hummed and then started again, " Can you tell me your view on this story?"
Syaoran looked surprised and raised and eyebrow, " Okay......"
" I think that 'Ice and Snow' is......well, sad. Obviously, the theme of the story is ice, snow, and-"
" Death." Eriol interrupted. He smiled at the annoyed expression of Syaoran and said again, " Well, I believe you can act the young man out well, Syaoran."
Syaoran's eyes widened with surprise. Eriol chuckled and then proceed to stand up. The bell for break had rung. Eriol them started for the door. Syaoran stare after Eriol, his mind whirling.
[[What does he mean by that?]]
" Don't you find that story familiar, my cute and oblivious little descendant?" Eriol added before disappearing into the corridor.
Syaoran was very surprised when Eriol said that. Then, thinking hard at the story, he did find something familiar about the cold-hearted man, the lady with emerald eyes and the erasing of memories.........
" Strange.......why can't I figure it out?" Syaoran muttered as he stared at the blue snow on the picture.
" Cause you are a naïve and innocent idiot, my cute little descendant." A voice at the back of his mind said.
" Shut up, Eriol."
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The next day (Which was Saturday, and therefore, no lessons) the class community did a poll for the characters and got a lot of warm respond from the class.
Eriol counted the last batch of raised hands and smiled. Perfect. This is just what he had wanted for the characters and the stage crew.
" Okay, people. I got the result. We'll announce it after break, all right?" Eriol said. Then he turned to Tomoyo, " Tomoyo-chan, would you write this on the board? I have to arrange this...."
Tomoyo nodded and Eriol handed her the list of people. Then he proceeded to clear the desk of scribbled notes and lists of people. A few people, who had stay behind while the rest of the class had gone to break, help out a little in cleaning the class. Syaoran was one of them. He swept away the last of the strips of paper and set his broom down beside the desk. Eriol looked up and smiled, " Well, well, my cute descendant, it looks like the class really like you and Sakura-chan as a couple."
Syaoran flushed as Sakura turned her head in their direction when she heard her name.
" Nani, Eriol-kun?" Sakura asked, sweeping the floor diligently.
Eriol smiled and said, " Nothing, Sakura-chan." Turning to Syaoran, he smirked and said quietly, " More than 90% of the class had put you as the main actor as that young man and Sakura-chan as the young lady, Syaoran." Eriol then smiled, " You better do a good job, man."
Syaoran frowned and nodded, then he asked, " What are you acting as?"
Eriol raised his eyebrows and said, " I'm going to be the young man's friend and Tomoyo is the lady's sister."
" Uh, Eriol? Are the characters going to have names?" Syaoran asked.
Eriol then smile proudly, " We are going to use our own names. Means, you don't have to be called Daisuke, or something." Then he laughed.
Syaoran glared at Eriol and shot back, " Well, if I'm called Daisuke, you will be Daichi then."
Eriol chuckled and then chuck a pile of waste paper at Syaoran. " Help me throw them, Syaoran, else you will have terrible names."
Grumbling, Syaoran grabbed the papers and practically ran to the trash bin.
Eriol then turned to Tomoyo and asked, " Done, Tomoyo-chan?"
Tomoyo put down the chalk and nodded. Then she handed him back the list and asked, " You think this will work?"
Eriol shrugged, " No idea. Syaoran doesn't seem to figure that 'Ice and Snow' is very similar to his story with Sakura. And he doesn't look like he remembers........ Did you find any reaction of Sakura-chan?"
Tomoyo nodded, " A little. Her eyes sort of go misty when she saw that snow picture with that girl standing alone. Maybe she is starting to remember something."
Eriol shook his head. " No, by tomorrow, she will forget it. I think Erase is behind all this forgetting. Maybe even Keroberos. So if we are to make Sakura remember, we'll have to do it in one day. Then, we'll have to get Sakura to stop Erase from doing it."
Tomoyo frowned. " But will Sakura-chan stop Erase?"
Eriol shook his head, " I guess that will have to depend on Syaoran. But all in all, I don't know, Tomoyo, I don't know."
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Turns out, as that git of an Eriol had said, I got the role as the young man. And, obviously, Sakura got the role as the lady. Daijouji got the role as the lady's sister and also as the stage crew and Eriol got the role as the young man's friend and stage crew. No fair. They get to be a stage crew and I didn't. No fair. And Eriol was like saying, " I'm one of the class monitors, Syaoran, therefore I am SUPPOSE to be one of the stage crew." Yeah, right. Only an idiot will believe him. I bet you my sword that he wanted to make sure that I'm stuck with Sakura throughout the whole play. No that I mind that........
" Syaoran-kun." An unfamiliar voice greeted me. I turned around and felt my head throb with a painful headache. Oh, it is one of those girls that like handsome guys-
" It is Li-san." I snarled. Well, I didn't mean to be rude, but I'm not feeling very happy now.
The girl flinched. Good. She lowered her head and I felt my eyebrow twitched.
" Look, if it is nothing, can you just go? I have something important to do." I snarled again. Good. That girl flinched again, muttered her apologies and rushed off. Great, Syaoran. You made someone cry.
I sighed and continued towards the library, my head still throbbing. Argh. Stupid headache. Anyway, I need to do some research on the play. Daijouji had told me that I could help out as a temporary stage crew. She wanted some notes on staging a play or something. And because I had nothing to do after school, I decide to help her. So now I am on my way to the library with a headache and I had just made a girl cry. Great day, Syaoran, great day it is.
I entered the library, which was like entering a vacuum. There was NO sound at all. The students there were like statues, sitting on the benches reading and not moving. I half thought that they were zombies.
Anyway, I made my way to the non-fiction section and started my search. It took a complete two hours before I found the book I was looking for. I heard from my sisters that this book is very useful for beginners. I considered the book for a moment before remembering that Daijouji might not be a beginner. Grumbling to myself, I continued my search.
Four hours later, I exit the library with four big volumes of books on staging a play. That includes that beginner book, incase Daijouji is really a beginner. After passing the big books to Daijouji, I trudged home, tired and exhausted-
-Only to find that my sisters have had a pillow fight in my room. Damn. How bad can a day be? Now my whole bedroom was full of goose feathers on the floor, on the bed and also flying in the air. Great. Goose feathers. And I'm allergic to them too. Great day it is, Syaoran. Great day.
Sneezing continuously, I proceed to each of my sisters' room, yelled and screamed at the four crazy women, then, grabbing a broomstick and a dustpan, and armed with a cloth tied over my nose and mouth, I went back to my room and began clearing it, sneezing once in a while and rubbing my forehead to ease my headache.
Finally, when I can FINALLY rest, my sisters came running in and pouncing on my and chatting at the top of their voices about how their day at work was like. I managed to get hold of a pair of earmuffs, which was, to my disappointment, pink and fluffy. And now my sisters were laughing at me with that pair of fluffy earmuffs. But who cares, as long as I can shut them out, I'm happy. Damn, my head hurts........ Then, suddenly, everything when black.
Then the next thing I knew was that I was in this place where the snow was really blue. Very pretty it is. Then again, it looks like that picture in my folder of scripts.....I looked around. It was very quiet. There was no movement. There was only the movement of the snow slowly falling and falling. I didn't know why, but this landscape made me felt lonely. Then, near the trees, a girl was standing there, her long golden hair flying and her complex dress flowing silently in an invisible wind. I felt myself walking towards her. Somehow, she looked familiar. Then, I realized that her hair was no longer long and golden. It was short and auburn in colour. Then, when she turned around, I realized that she is.......
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".....Sakura"
Fuutie shot up from her chair and stared at her sleeping little brother, who was having a fever. Was he dreaming about Sakura-chan? Hm. Fuutie looked at Fanren, who nodded and stood up. Sheifa and Feimei had gone to buy some medicine for their little brother, so only Fuutie and Fanren stayed to take care of Syaoran. Fanren muttered a Chinese charm and three of her fingers began glowing. Closing her eyes, she muttered more words and laid her glowing fingers on Syaoran's forehead.
Immediately, Fanren fell, asleep, but her fingers still glowing and still placed on Syaoran's forehead.
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Fanren looked around.
[[So this is otouto-chan's dreamland. Never thought there will be so much snow.]]
As she pushed forward in the snow, she saw two figures standing a few feet away from her. As she moved closer, she managed to hear them talk.
" S-Sakura?"
[[That must be otouto-chan]] Fanren thought as she saw Syaoran moving towards Sakura.
Sakura didn't speak at all. She just stood there, smiling a little at Syaoran.
"Sakura?" Syaoran asked again. Sakura shook her head lightly and began to change in to a woman Fanren had never seen before.
" Sakura isn't here, Syaoran. She cannot be here. She doesn't even know you." The woman had said, her voice echoing in the quietness of the place.
Syaoran frowned, " Who are you?"
" I am the guardian of Time, Syaoran. I am the god from that story 'Ice and Snow', and I had come to tell you something. You and Sakura are the reincarnation of Miyuki and Daisuke."
" Who?" Syaoran asked.
The woman smiled, " They are the young lady and young man in the story, Syaoran. Now, it is time to decide your own fate. Do you want yet another tragedy to happen, or do you want a happy ending?"
" Of course a happy ending." Syaoran reply. Fanren frowned. It was getting really confusing.
" Then, you have to be wary of the Snow, Syaoran."
"Huh?"
Sudden, everything went dark and Fanren awake to see a worried Fuutie's face right in front of her.
" Yah!" Fanren yelled, and jumped. Fuutie sighed in relief and said, " I thought you are going to be sick! You have been in there," She tapped Syaoran's head, " for about half an hour."
Fanren blinked and realized that Fuutie was holding her hand. She raised and eyebrow and said, " You broke my contact?" Fuutie shrugged and looked knowingly at Fanren, who laughed and waved her hand. " It's all right! Well, now I'm here. How is otouto-chan?"
Fuutie frowned at her. Fanren sighed. She knew that if she stayed in Syaoran's dream for more than an hour, she would die, as a body cannot live without a mind for more than an hour.
Fuutie then asked, " What did you see in his dream anyway?"
" Well, there was a lot of snow, and otouto-chan was talking to Sakura- chan. Then Sakura-chan turned into this woman and she said that she is the god of Time. Then she also said something about the story 'Ice and Snow' and that otouto-chan and Sakura-chan were the reincarnation of some people in that story. Then she told otouto-chan to be wary of Snow." Fanren related and tapped her chin in a thinking posture. " Wonder what is that all about?"
Fuutie shrugged and said, " I think we'll have to leave it to otouto-chan to figure it out." Then she smiled, " It's the young people's business."
Fanren frowned with mock anger, " What. You mean we are not young?"
Fuutie laughed and put her arm around Fanren's shoulder, " Nope. It is just that we are much older than them, that's all." With that, she pulled Fanren out off the room.
" Now you are going to help me prepare dinner."
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Kero looked worriedly at Sakura. After she had come home from school, she had flopped down on her bed and kept on flipping the pages and reading the folder she brought home.
[[Something is not right.]] Kero thought. He turned and floated towards the drawer and took out the cards.
Suddenly, Sakura began talking.
" Let him exchange his life with me. Let him be alive once again. Give him all my Time."
Kero gasped and zoomed over to Sakura immediately and was shocked to find that her eyes were blank. " Sakura, Sakura!" Kero yelled, shaking her hard. Sakura blinked once, twice, then her eyes became normal again.
" Nani, Kero?" Sakura asked.
Kero frowned and said, " You were saying something just now, Sakura."
Sakura blinked in pure confusion, " I was?"
Kero nodded, " You were, Sakura. Are you okay?"
Sakura smiled and nodded and Kero went back to his drawer. After Kero floated away, Sakura returned to reading the script.
[[It is a really nice story, a little sad though. Hm. Somehow it sounded a little familiar...... ]] Sakura looked at the picture of the snow landscape. Then she looked at the girl standing in the snow among the trees.
Somehow, she felt that she knew what the girl was looking at.
-Tsuzuka
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Okay, okay. It is a little mess up.......rather confusing, if you ask me. No very neat. *Shakes head*
Ah well, hope you like it. Not very long, not very short. Hm. Oh yeah, how is that story 'Ice and Snow'? The original story line was not so tragic (In my view). But I changed it so that it fits the plot.
Yes. We had come to the turning point of the story. Turns out that this story isn't as simple as it looks eh? Ah well, hope you guys will like it and review. Just review it anyway.
Oh, another thing, could you guys PLEASE go and read my other stories? I had just finished one of them 'I'm Back Again'. *Nods* Am very happy, of course. Now I have to work on three new stories I'm planning. One: The sequel to 'I'm Back Again'. Two: A Harry Potter story. And three: A Cardcaptor Sakura story, about the battle of sexes ;).
Hope you guys can give me your support though......ah well, review anyway.
See ya, next time!
HON NA NA!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I'm telling you, I don't own them! Clamp has them. I'm just playing them around in my own story. *Nods*.
One thing to add to you guys. The play 'Romeo And Juliet' had been changed to another play called 'Ice and Snow'. * Nods* Hope you guys don't mind. 'Ice and Snow' is really tragic (although it might be not tragic cause I change the story line a little). And it is suitable for University students that lived in Japan. Hope you like it anyway.
Enough of my crap. Let the story begin......
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A blue-haired and not-so-innocent boy was standing in front of the chaotic class and trying to restore calmness in the class to announce his decision.
" Class, please calm down. I had just received a .....um....not-quite-a-few suggestion to change the play from 'Romeo and Juliet' to 'Ice and Snow'. Due to the fact that all the members of the class community agreed that this is a great and good plan, we decided to use it. Oh, before I continue, anyone had any objections?"
Hiragizawa Eriol, no doubt the class monitor, looked around for any raised hand and saw one. It was, very surprisingly, his cute little descendant who had raise up his hand.
Eriol smiled, " Yes, any comments, Syaoran?"
The messy haired one glare at Eriol before saying, " I thought you want something classical and original?"
Eriol smiled back cheerfully and replied, " Well, 'Romeo and Juliet' is classical, but not original enough. Therefore we decided to use 'Ice and Snow' because it is ..... Hm .... How should I put it...um..... rather uncommon."
Syaoran raised an eyebrow before lower himself into his seat slowly. Eriol smiled at the class and continued.
" I will hand out the scripts now. Everyone will have a part to play in the play, whether a stage crew or a member of the acting cast. I will conduct another vote tomorrow, after you people had read the scripts. Any suggestions or comments on the plot please contact either one of your class monitors."
There were much whisperings among the classmates as Eriol distributed the thick folders of scripts to them. Syaoran was feeling particularly suspicious on the sudden change of plot. [[Not that I mind it.....]] He thought to himself. As a thick folder was handed to him, he noticed that Tomoyo was looking at him with an I-know-something-you-don't-know smile on her lips. Immediately, he felt a surge of irritation coursing through his nerves. [[Damn. That two must be planning something again. Oh god......]]
Sighing, he opened the folder and stared at the snow landscape and the big italic words printed on a piece of A4 size parchment.
" Ice and Snow." Syaoran muttered as he continued to stare. The words were right in the center of this snow landscape in which the snow was blue.
"Strange, but it is beautiful....." Syaoran muttered to himself. Then, looking closer, he saw a person standing in the snow near the pine trees. It was a girl.
[[She looked very lonely.]] He thought as he stared at the girl. Then, suddenly, the girl in the picture turned around. Syaoran gasped and push back from the table. Tomoyo, who was sitting beside Sakura turned her head and looked at him with concern.
" Daijoubu, Li-kun?"
Sakura turned around and stared at him.
Syaoran was still staring at the picture of the snow landscape.
"Uh." He managed and nodded. Tomoyo cast one curious look at him and resume her talk with Sakura, who just raised her eyebrows.
Syaoran frowned at the words, then at the girl. Nothing had happened. Syaoran rubbed his eyes a little, and flipped the page over.
[[It must be my imagination.]]
At the other end of the class, Eriol smirked at his naïve little descendant.
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Light in Your Eyes. By: XiaoBai
Chapter 3: 'Ice and Snow'
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Once upon a time, there lived a cold-hearted young man. He was the governor's only son, therefore, much was expected of him.
This young man usually tours the city, which was in his father control, with a friend he had from his childhood days. They walk around, looking and walking (usually in the park, where there is few women who will go chasing after them). Then one day, while at the park, the young man saw a lady climbing up an oak tree, trying to reach a bird nest that is on the top. In her hand was a baby chick. His friend called to the lady to get her to come down.
" Oei! Get down here, you idiot! You will fall!" His friend had yelled.
But the lady ignored him and continued to reach for the nest. When she managed to put the baby bird into the nest, she lost her footing and fall off. The young man immediately rushed over under the tree and she landed safely in his arms.
" Are you all right?" He asked softly as he set her down. The lady nodded, her golden hair flying. She looked up and her bright emerald eyes shined.
" Thank you." She said.
Then, she smiled and melted the ice in his heart.
Soon, the two were in loved, and everyday, the couple had a lot of happy moments. Yet, the young man and the young lady were oblivious to the fact that their identities disallow them to fall in love.
One day, the young man's father introduced him to another woman.
" She will be your wife." His father had told him.
The young man was horrified. He tried to escape this wedding, but his father had locked him in. Everyday, he was forced to spend time with that woman. And finally, the woman had successfully seduced the young man over.
The lady, who was waiting everyday for him to come, was aghast when she found out that the young man was going to wed the woman in two years. Heart broken, the lady erased her memories of the young man.
Two years later, hours from the wedding, the lady met a fortune-teller, who told her that the young man was going to die on his wedding day. That he was to be killed by the woman he was going to marry. The lady remembered the young man and was shocked. Although she had tried all ways to meet the young man, she failed and the young man die.
The young lady then made her way to the town church and prayed to the gods.
" Let him exchange his life with me. Let him be alive once again. Give him all my Time."
The gods granted her wish, and she fell to the ground, never to awake again.
The young man was revived. He was shocked to see that his own blood had become the very same red flower petals the young lady had loved. Immediately, he rushed to the church and found the lady. He realized what he had done and what she had done for him and cried long and hard, hugging her body to himself.
" Please, please! Let me exchange my time back. Let me be the one to die. Let her live!" He had pleaded. The gods did not heed him.
Finally, one of the gods took pity of him and created another god, who is in charge of guarding the time of the town, giving them the Time that the couple had wasted.
Till date, that god is still guarding secretly-
"-and is said that she is the guardian of Time." Syaoran finished.
" Sugoi......" Syaoran muttered as he closed the folder. [[This story is good.....]] He thought as he flipped the pages again.
" A great story, isn't it?"
Syaoran jumped and turned to his right, only to jump again as he came face to face with Eriol's smiling face.
" H-Hiragizawa!" Syaoran gasped as he regained his calm. Eriol nodded and pulled a chair over.
" So, how's the story?" Eriol asked, sitting down and looking at the opened folder.
Syaoran blinked and said, " It is great."
" Hm." Eriol hummed and then started again, " Can you tell me your view on this story?"
Syaoran looked surprised and raised and eyebrow, " Okay......"
" I think that 'Ice and Snow' is......well, sad. Obviously, the theme of the story is ice, snow, and-"
" Death." Eriol interrupted. He smiled at the annoyed expression of Syaoran and said again, " Well, I believe you can act the young man out well, Syaoran."
Syaoran's eyes widened with surprise. Eriol chuckled and then proceed to stand up. The bell for break had rung. Eriol them started for the door. Syaoran stare after Eriol, his mind whirling.
[[What does he mean by that?]]
" Don't you find that story familiar, my cute and oblivious little descendant?" Eriol added before disappearing into the corridor.
Syaoran was very surprised when Eriol said that. Then, thinking hard at the story, he did find something familiar about the cold-hearted man, the lady with emerald eyes and the erasing of memories.........
" Strange.......why can't I figure it out?" Syaoran muttered as he stared at the blue snow on the picture.
" Cause you are a naïve and innocent idiot, my cute little descendant." A voice at the back of his mind said.
" Shut up, Eriol."
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The next day (Which was Saturday, and therefore, no lessons) the class community did a poll for the characters and got a lot of warm respond from the class.
Eriol counted the last batch of raised hands and smiled. Perfect. This is just what he had wanted for the characters and the stage crew.
" Okay, people. I got the result. We'll announce it after break, all right?" Eriol said. Then he turned to Tomoyo, " Tomoyo-chan, would you write this on the board? I have to arrange this...."
Tomoyo nodded and Eriol handed her the list of people. Then he proceeded to clear the desk of scribbled notes and lists of people. A few people, who had stay behind while the rest of the class had gone to break, help out a little in cleaning the class. Syaoran was one of them. He swept away the last of the strips of paper and set his broom down beside the desk. Eriol looked up and smiled, " Well, well, my cute descendant, it looks like the class really like you and Sakura-chan as a couple."
Syaoran flushed as Sakura turned her head in their direction when she heard her name.
" Nani, Eriol-kun?" Sakura asked, sweeping the floor diligently.
Eriol smiled and said, " Nothing, Sakura-chan." Turning to Syaoran, he smirked and said quietly, " More than 90% of the class had put you as the main actor as that young man and Sakura-chan as the young lady, Syaoran." Eriol then smiled, " You better do a good job, man."
Syaoran frowned and nodded, then he asked, " What are you acting as?"
Eriol raised his eyebrows and said, " I'm going to be the young man's friend and Tomoyo is the lady's sister."
" Uh, Eriol? Are the characters going to have names?" Syaoran asked.
Eriol then smile proudly, " We are going to use our own names. Means, you don't have to be called Daisuke, or something." Then he laughed.
Syaoran glared at Eriol and shot back, " Well, if I'm called Daisuke, you will be Daichi then."
Eriol chuckled and then chuck a pile of waste paper at Syaoran. " Help me throw them, Syaoran, else you will have terrible names."
Grumbling, Syaoran grabbed the papers and practically ran to the trash bin.
Eriol then turned to Tomoyo and asked, " Done, Tomoyo-chan?"
Tomoyo put down the chalk and nodded. Then she handed him back the list and asked, " You think this will work?"
Eriol shrugged, " No idea. Syaoran doesn't seem to figure that 'Ice and Snow' is very similar to his story with Sakura. And he doesn't look like he remembers........ Did you find any reaction of Sakura-chan?"
Tomoyo nodded, " A little. Her eyes sort of go misty when she saw that snow picture with that girl standing alone. Maybe she is starting to remember something."
Eriol shook his head. " No, by tomorrow, she will forget it. I think Erase is behind all this forgetting. Maybe even Keroberos. So if we are to make Sakura remember, we'll have to do it in one day. Then, we'll have to get Sakura to stop Erase from doing it."
Tomoyo frowned. " But will Sakura-chan stop Erase?"
Eriol shook his head, " I guess that will have to depend on Syaoran. But all in all, I don't know, Tomoyo, I don't know."
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Turns out, as that git of an Eriol had said, I got the role as the young man. And, obviously, Sakura got the role as the lady. Daijouji got the role as the lady's sister and also as the stage crew and Eriol got the role as the young man's friend and stage crew. No fair. They get to be a stage crew and I didn't. No fair. And Eriol was like saying, " I'm one of the class monitors, Syaoran, therefore I am SUPPOSE to be one of the stage crew." Yeah, right. Only an idiot will believe him. I bet you my sword that he wanted to make sure that I'm stuck with Sakura throughout the whole play. No that I mind that........
" Syaoran-kun." An unfamiliar voice greeted me. I turned around and felt my head throb with a painful headache. Oh, it is one of those girls that like handsome guys-
" It is Li-san." I snarled. Well, I didn't mean to be rude, but I'm not feeling very happy now.
The girl flinched. Good. She lowered her head and I felt my eyebrow twitched.
" Look, if it is nothing, can you just go? I have something important to do." I snarled again. Good. That girl flinched again, muttered her apologies and rushed off. Great, Syaoran. You made someone cry.
I sighed and continued towards the library, my head still throbbing. Argh. Stupid headache. Anyway, I need to do some research on the play. Daijouji had told me that I could help out as a temporary stage crew. She wanted some notes on staging a play or something. And because I had nothing to do after school, I decide to help her. So now I am on my way to the library with a headache and I had just made a girl cry. Great day, Syaoran, great day it is.
I entered the library, which was like entering a vacuum. There was NO sound at all. The students there were like statues, sitting on the benches reading and not moving. I half thought that they were zombies.
Anyway, I made my way to the non-fiction section and started my search. It took a complete two hours before I found the book I was looking for. I heard from my sisters that this book is very useful for beginners. I considered the book for a moment before remembering that Daijouji might not be a beginner. Grumbling to myself, I continued my search.
Four hours later, I exit the library with four big volumes of books on staging a play. That includes that beginner book, incase Daijouji is really a beginner. After passing the big books to Daijouji, I trudged home, tired and exhausted-
-Only to find that my sisters have had a pillow fight in my room. Damn. How bad can a day be? Now my whole bedroom was full of goose feathers on the floor, on the bed and also flying in the air. Great. Goose feathers. And I'm allergic to them too. Great day it is, Syaoran. Great day.
Sneezing continuously, I proceed to each of my sisters' room, yelled and screamed at the four crazy women, then, grabbing a broomstick and a dustpan, and armed with a cloth tied over my nose and mouth, I went back to my room and began clearing it, sneezing once in a while and rubbing my forehead to ease my headache.
Finally, when I can FINALLY rest, my sisters came running in and pouncing on my and chatting at the top of their voices about how their day at work was like. I managed to get hold of a pair of earmuffs, which was, to my disappointment, pink and fluffy. And now my sisters were laughing at me with that pair of fluffy earmuffs. But who cares, as long as I can shut them out, I'm happy. Damn, my head hurts........ Then, suddenly, everything when black.
Then the next thing I knew was that I was in this place where the snow was really blue. Very pretty it is. Then again, it looks like that picture in my folder of scripts.....I looked around. It was very quiet. There was no movement. There was only the movement of the snow slowly falling and falling. I didn't know why, but this landscape made me felt lonely. Then, near the trees, a girl was standing there, her long golden hair flying and her complex dress flowing silently in an invisible wind. I felt myself walking towards her. Somehow, she looked familiar. Then, I realized that her hair was no longer long and golden. It was short and auburn in colour. Then, when she turned around, I realized that she is.......
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".....Sakura"
Fuutie shot up from her chair and stared at her sleeping little brother, who was having a fever. Was he dreaming about Sakura-chan? Hm. Fuutie looked at Fanren, who nodded and stood up. Sheifa and Feimei had gone to buy some medicine for their little brother, so only Fuutie and Fanren stayed to take care of Syaoran. Fanren muttered a Chinese charm and three of her fingers began glowing. Closing her eyes, she muttered more words and laid her glowing fingers on Syaoran's forehead.
Immediately, Fanren fell, asleep, but her fingers still glowing and still placed on Syaoran's forehead.
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Fanren looked around.
[[So this is otouto-chan's dreamland. Never thought there will be so much snow.]]
As she pushed forward in the snow, she saw two figures standing a few feet away from her. As she moved closer, she managed to hear them talk.
" S-Sakura?"
[[That must be otouto-chan]] Fanren thought as she saw Syaoran moving towards Sakura.
Sakura didn't speak at all. She just stood there, smiling a little at Syaoran.
"Sakura?" Syaoran asked again. Sakura shook her head lightly and began to change in to a woman Fanren had never seen before.
" Sakura isn't here, Syaoran. She cannot be here. She doesn't even know you." The woman had said, her voice echoing in the quietness of the place.
Syaoran frowned, " Who are you?"
" I am the guardian of Time, Syaoran. I am the god from that story 'Ice and Snow', and I had come to tell you something. You and Sakura are the reincarnation of Miyuki and Daisuke."
" Who?" Syaoran asked.
The woman smiled, " They are the young lady and young man in the story, Syaoran. Now, it is time to decide your own fate. Do you want yet another tragedy to happen, or do you want a happy ending?"
" Of course a happy ending." Syaoran reply. Fanren frowned. It was getting really confusing.
" Then, you have to be wary of the Snow, Syaoran."
"Huh?"
Sudden, everything went dark and Fanren awake to see a worried Fuutie's face right in front of her.
" Yah!" Fanren yelled, and jumped. Fuutie sighed in relief and said, " I thought you are going to be sick! You have been in there," She tapped Syaoran's head, " for about half an hour."
Fanren blinked and realized that Fuutie was holding her hand. She raised and eyebrow and said, " You broke my contact?" Fuutie shrugged and looked knowingly at Fanren, who laughed and waved her hand. " It's all right! Well, now I'm here. How is otouto-chan?"
Fuutie frowned at her. Fanren sighed. She knew that if she stayed in Syaoran's dream for more than an hour, she would die, as a body cannot live without a mind for more than an hour.
Fuutie then asked, " What did you see in his dream anyway?"
" Well, there was a lot of snow, and otouto-chan was talking to Sakura- chan. Then Sakura-chan turned into this woman and she said that she is the god of Time. Then she also said something about the story 'Ice and Snow' and that otouto-chan and Sakura-chan were the reincarnation of some people in that story. Then she told otouto-chan to be wary of Snow." Fanren related and tapped her chin in a thinking posture. " Wonder what is that all about?"
Fuutie shrugged and said, " I think we'll have to leave it to otouto-chan to figure it out." Then she smiled, " It's the young people's business."
Fanren frowned with mock anger, " What. You mean we are not young?"
Fuutie laughed and put her arm around Fanren's shoulder, " Nope. It is just that we are much older than them, that's all." With that, she pulled Fanren out off the room.
" Now you are going to help me prepare dinner."
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Kero looked worriedly at Sakura. After she had come home from school, she had flopped down on her bed and kept on flipping the pages and reading the folder she brought home.
[[Something is not right.]] Kero thought. He turned and floated towards the drawer and took out the cards.
Suddenly, Sakura began talking.
" Let him exchange his life with me. Let him be alive once again. Give him all my Time."
Kero gasped and zoomed over to Sakura immediately and was shocked to find that her eyes were blank. " Sakura, Sakura!" Kero yelled, shaking her hard. Sakura blinked once, twice, then her eyes became normal again.
" Nani, Kero?" Sakura asked.
Kero frowned and said, " You were saying something just now, Sakura."
Sakura blinked in pure confusion, " I was?"
Kero nodded, " You were, Sakura. Are you okay?"
Sakura smiled and nodded and Kero went back to his drawer. After Kero floated away, Sakura returned to reading the script.
[[It is a really nice story, a little sad though. Hm. Somehow it sounded a little familiar...... ]] Sakura looked at the picture of the snow landscape. Then she looked at the girl standing in the snow among the trees.
Somehow, she felt that she knew what the girl was looking at.
-Tsuzuka
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Okay, okay. It is a little mess up.......rather confusing, if you ask me. No very neat. *Shakes head*
Ah well, hope you like it. Not very long, not very short. Hm. Oh yeah, how is that story 'Ice and Snow'? The original story line was not so tragic (In my view). But I changed it so that it fits the plot.
Yes. We had come to the turning point of the story. Turns out that this story isn't as simple as it looks eh? Ah well, hope you guys will like it and review. Just review it anyway.
Oh, another thing, could you guys PLEASE go and read my other stories? I had just finished one of them 'I'm Back Again'. *Nods* Am very happy, of course. Now I have to work on three new stories I'm planning. One: The sequel to 'I'm Back Again'. Two: A Harry Potter story. And three: A Cardcaptor Sakura story, about the battle of sexes ;).
Hope you guys can give me your support though......ah well, review anyway.
See ya, next time!
HON NA NA!!!!!!!!