Hey Guys! Here is the second last chapter. As I probably already mentioned.
Sorry I didn't reply in a while. Read these Words.: Accident. Broken Arm.
Hospital. Pain. Months Of Agony. Yep, that pretty much explains it all.
Anyways, here the final battle. R+R. Hey guys? Remember that I only write
AU stories.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura.
Pure Faith vs. Pure Evil. This isn't a praying session. I have to use every will, every extremity, of my power. You know, I wish I could for see the future. So that if anything should happen, I won't be so damn nervous. But you know, If I die it won't be that bad. Syaoran will live on to love someone else. Although the thought of that makes me want to kick myself in the gut. Miaka would live on with Eriol and marry him, and have little blue-eyed, navy-blue haired children. I would join my mom, and hopefully my dad in heaven. This isn't so bad is it?
I stood breathing heavily 5 feet away from Sakura, after a quick spar that was so fierce I didn't know if I was going to make it. My battle costume was starting to rip in all places. Same with Sakura's.
I listened to a song in my head. It was the song Prayer from Disturbed. Music always kept me concentrated, but I couldn't help but think of Syaoran. Sakura jumped into the air and starting furies of kicks and punches. Sakura drew out her wand and called upon the fiery card. Oh shit. Fiery was really powerful. From the past, I knew how she captured it, even though I was cast asleep by the sleep card that time.
I waved my hands in a circular motion. Just like how they taught us to tread water in swimming class. I concentrated hard and a wind started to flow from my right hand, and water from my left hand. I flowed down to the earth with my eyes closed. The slight breeze moved my battle costume up and about.
With my hands clasped together, my legs spread apart, my head tilted, I yelled a loud shout that shook the ground and counteracted the fiery. You know fiery was a nice card, but hey! What can I do. Swirls of water and wind surrounded the fiery in the air trapping it senseless. It faltered to the ground in a huge heap of dying flames.
The sun was starting to rise more, and the light was making me stronger. You have no idea how thankful I was for that.
Sakura was trying to probe my mind at the same time she was pulling out another card. I caught sight of it. The placid green-eyed, cream-haired, woman with a mirror in her hand swirled out and dispelled as Sakura had commanded in her incantation. The mirror started to double Sakura into three forms. Shit. Now I had to fight three of her.
But now I had an idea.
I was reading the other day, this fantasy book called, Pendragon: The Merchant Of Death, and the boy had to fight multiple forms. Someone had suggested to find the one that has a shadow. Magical forms don't have shadows.
The Sakura to the right was the real one. Again I concentrated and formed a funnel of fire towards her. She fell backwards, she appeared hurt. I looked back at Syaoran in the bushes. He smirked at me.
He had a lot of faith in his spiced cinnamon eyes. I smiled back at him, and turned back to the real scene.
"Are ya ready to admit defeat now, bitch?" I said. The first words spoken since dawn. She got up finally, and walked up to me barely inches away from my face, she shines her pretty white teeth at me and say, "No, bitch." I flipped my hair in her face, and paced away from her backwards. "Ready to get the show started up again?" She shrugged her shoulders. "By all means."
I scowled and smiled sardonically. If that was possible. I flew into the air, concentrating my energy. She did the same as we headed into another spar. I punched her hard in the mouth as she plummeted to the ground. I smirked. I had a lot more energy and faith now. But my head hurt insanely.
"Tisk, tisk, tisk. The time's a ticking away Kinomoto. When are you going to give up?" Again, more trash talk. Some blood creped down my chin from my mouth, as she had a whole freakin river. I was good. Why did she think she could beat me so easily. She had this big air of confidence.
She ran up towards me and again, and gave me a series of kicks to my gut. It hurt like hell to be honest. But I still stood proud. I knew Syaoran was worried about me, knowing I was hurt. Keroberos stayed floating in the air. It was about 7:00 o'clock now.
I could feel Eriol, and Miaka's aura, giving me strength. The breeze blew again, strongly, and coldly this time causing me to shiver inside a bit. Ha, I didn't need cards. Especially the Sakura cards, or Clow cards or whatever they're called.
I cast a freezing energy spell on Sakura, like the incident a few weeks ago. She froze in her tracks. I smiled sweetly at her, even though it was so fake I could punch myself. I ran to her, kicking her senseless. She wasn't standing so tall anymore. She held her stomach in pain.
I knew this was the end of our battle.
It's times like these where I choose all my words carefully. "Do you see how it feels to hurt Sakura?" The song pounded in my head. "Do you know how it feels to have tears fall down your face without stopping?" She started coughing. I stopped, as I thought I wasn't the kind of person to hurt people like that. "Do you see how it feels to have no one in the world but yourself?" She was laying in the sand of Penguin Park, crying. The clear blue tears rode her face. I fell on my knees, kneeling down next to her.
Syaoran came with Keroberos and stood behind me. "Look, Kinomoto. I didn't want to hurt you, but you have to understand that you hurt me so bad. You ruined my life. Scarred me for life. You have no idea about the emotional volumes I've been through. I can't say I hate you, 'cause I don't. I just can't, no matter what you did to me. But I can say I'll never forgive you, even 'till the day I die." I looked up at Syaoran, and tears came. He came down beside me, and hugged me tightly. The sobs from Sakura continued, but slowly silenced. I nuzzled Syaoran's neck, as he comforted me. I turned away from him, as I heard Sakura speak.
"I understand." She got up slowly, tears etched on her face. "We know that we won't ever be friends, just know that I will never be your enemie." She turned to leave when I cast another spell. A healing spell surrounded her for a short time. She even returned to her normal clothes. She whirled around and gave me a big smile. She raised her hand, and cast a similar spell on me. I returned to my tank top, short skirt, and long boot outfit. She went to leave again.
"Maybe you should take back your statement." Sakura, my soon to be new friend, stopped in her tracks in shock. "W-what?" I held out my hand to shake hers. "What I mean to say is, maybe we can be friends again." "Maybe, I'd like that." Sakura giggled faintly. I laughed. "See you around, or is that Music Class?" She nodded firmly, smiling. The sun was high now, and shadows were made with a cool breeze. I hugged her tightly, nodded to Syaoran and then we left.
***
"So how come you forgave her?" Miaka asked later that day. "I dunno, guess it's just my nature." She smiled brightly at me.
***
"I love you so much ya know that?" Syaoran hugged me from behind while I was cooking some fried rice on the stove. He kissed my hair, and it seemed like he was smelling it. God, I love him so much. I want this to continue forever. I sighed contentedly, not caring about whatever. I stood in Syaoran's arms, with him comforting me."I'm so proud of you for beating Sakura, but I'm proud of you for forgiving her as well," He said while picking up a cookie from the counter. "you're a tough cookie with a soft inside." I laughed at his way of describing my personality and fighting skills. What a cute man.
***
I'm astonished. I didn't know whether if I was going to make it that day. I knew that Sakura wasn't pure evil. Sometimes I still saw that glint of pure innocence in her eyes. The old Sakura was still there. The one I knew five years ago. "Um, it's called the circumference Kinomoto-sensei." I said answering his quick math question. I knew he was glad, that Sakura was slowly going back to her old self. You know the saying, change is good? Well I don't believe that. Sometimes it can be good, and be bad. As I've seen in the past month. I looked over at Syaoran in the desk beside me, listening intently to the teacher. I smiled at him.
Suddenly I remembered mom, she must be happy with Sakura's mom there in heaven. And myself?
Well I can say that I'm happy now, spending almost every night with my best friends. Miaka, Eriol, Sakura, and Syaoran. And soon, Christmas was coming. The first Christmas in five years that I won't be crying tears of agony, but tears of joy. Well there you have it everyone! Please Review and tell me what you thought on this chapter. Stay tuned for the last chapter. Later! [The song 'Prayer' © Disturbed. And the book, Pendragon:
The Merchant Of Death © D.J. MacHale.]
Oops, almost forgot the Shoutouts. Special Thanks to: Pink Cherry Blossom. Basically you help me get through this fic. I might have a broken arm, but hey! Without you supporting me, this wouldn't be good at all. Kirjava-chan: Hey! Thanks for reviewing so much in the beginning. Eclipse: Hey Thanks for reviewing and making things seem better. Evil Idiot: Thankies soo much, hmm I wonder what stories you've written, I'm going to check them out. Ellie: Ellie!!!! Hopefully someday, you'll write more of you're T+S fics. ^___^ Mana: Thanks for reviewing, I just love to hear that there is at least someone out there that likes T+S as well. L-chan: Arigato for your review L-chan!! Claire: Hey Claire! Thanks for reviewing, isn't T+S cute? Thanks for all your reviews. I probably wouldn't have (almost) finished this story without hearing your thoughts and feelings about this fic. To all that flamed me, well some of ya had constructive criticism, while some of you just had b***shit. Thanks. Luv ya.
Pure Faith vs. Pure Evil. This isn't a praying session. I have to use every will, every extremity, of my power. You know, I wish I could for see the future. So that if anything should happen, I won't be so damn nervous. But you know, If I die it won't be that bad. Syaoran will live on to love someone else. Although the thought of that makes me want to kick myself in the gut. Miaka would live on with Eriol and marry him, and have little blue-eyed, navy-blue haired children. I would join my mom, and hopefully my dad in heaven. This isn't so bad is it?
I stood breathing heavily 5 feet away from Sakura, after a quick spar that was so fierce I didn't know if I was going to make it. My battle costume was starting to rip in all places. Same with Sakura's.
I listened to a song in my head. It was the song Prayer from Disturbed. Music always kept me concentrated, but I couldn't help but think of Syaoran. Sakura jumped into the air and starting furies of kicks and punches. Sakura drew out her wand and called upon the fiery card. Oh shit. Fiery was really powerful. From the past, I knew how she captured it, even though I was cast asleep by the sleep card that time.
I waved my hands in a circular motion. Just like how they taught us to tread water in swimming class. I concentrated hard and a wind started to flow from my right hand, and water from my left hand. I flowed down to the earth with my eyes closed. The slight breeze moved my battle costume up and about.
With my hands clasped together, my legs spread apart, my head tilted, I yelled a loud shout that shook the ground and counteracted the fiery. You know fiery was a nice card, but hey! What can I do. Swirls of water and wind surrounded the fiery in the air trapping it senseless. It faltered to the ground in a huge heap of dying flames.
The sun was starting to rise more, and the light was making me stronger. You have no idea how thankful I was for that.
Sakura was trying to probe my mind at the same time she was pulling out another card. I caught sight of it. The placid green-eyed, cream-haired, woman with a mirror in her hand swirled out and dispelled as Sakura had commanded in her incantation. The mirror started to double Sakura into three forms. Shit. Now I had to fight three of her.
But now I had an idea.
I was reading the other day, this fantasy book called, Pendragon: The Merchant Of Death, and the boy had to fight multiple forms. Someone had suggested to find the one that has a shadow. Magical forms don't have shadows.
The Sakura to the right was the real one. Again I concentrated and formed a funnel of fire towards her. She fell backwards, she appeared hurt. I looked back at Syaoran in the bushes. He smirked at me.
He had a lot of faith in his spiced cinnamon eyes. I smiled back at him, and turned back to the real scene.
"Are ya ready to admit defeat now, bitch?" I said. The first words spoken since dawn. She got up finally, and walked up to me barely inches away from my face, she shines her pretty white teeth at me and say, "No, bitch." I flipped my hair in her face, and paced away from her backwards. "Ready to get the show started up again?" She shrugged her shoulders. "By all means."
I scowled and smiled sardonically. If that was possible. I flew into the air, concentrating my energy. She did the same as we headed into another spar. I punched her hard in the mouth as she plummeted to the ground. I smirked. I had a lot more energy and faith now. But my head hurt insanely.
"Tisk, tisk, tisk. The time's a ticking away Kinomoto. When are you going to give up?" Again, more trash talk. Some blood creped down my chin from my mouth, as she had a whole freakin river. I was good. Why did she think she could beat me so easily. She had this big air of confidence.
She ran up towards me and again, and gave me a series of kicks to my gut. It hurt like hell to be honest. But I still stood proud. I knew Syaoran was worried about me, knowing I was hurt. Keroberos stayed floating in the air. It was about 7:00 o'clock now.
I could feel Eriol, and Miaka's aura, giving me strength. The breeze blew again, strongly, and coldly this time causing me to shiver inside a bit. Ha, I didn't need cards. Especially the Sakura cards, or Clow cards or whatever they're called.
I cast a freezing energy spell on Sakura, like the incident a few weeks ago. She froze in her tracks. I smiled sweetly at her, even though it was so fake I could punch myself. I ran to her, kicking her senseless. She wasn't standing so tall anymore. She held her stomach in pain.
I knew this was the end of our battle.
It's times like these where I choose all my words carefully. "Do you see how it feels to hurt Sakura?" The song pounded in my head. "Do you know how it feels to have tears fall down your face without stopping?" She started coughing. I stopped, as I thought I wasn't the kind of person to hurt people like that. "Do you see how it feels to have no one in the world but yourself?" She was laying in the sand of Penguin Park, crying. The clear blue tears rode her face. I fell on my knees, kneeling down next to her.
Syaoran came with Keroberos and stood behind me. "Look, Kinomoto. I didn't want to hurt you, but you have to understand that you hurt me so bad. You ruined my life. Scarred me for life. You have no idea about the emotional volumes I've been through. I can't say I hate you, 'cause I don't. I just can't, no matter what you did to me. But I can say I'll never forgive you, even 'till the day I die." I looked up at Syaoran, and tears came. He came down beside me, and hugged me tightly. The sobs from Sakura continued, but slowly silenced. I nuzzled Syaoran's neck, as he comforted me. I turned away from him, as I heard Sakura speak.
"I understand." She got up slowly, tears etched on her face. "We know that we won't ever be friends, just know that I will never be your enemie." She turned to leave when I cast another spell. A healing spell surrounded her for a short time. She even returned to her normal clothes. She whirled around and gave me a big smile. She raised her hand, and cast a similar spell on me. I returned to my tank top, short skirt, and long boot outfit. She went to leave again.
"Maybe you should take back your statement." Sakura, my soon to be new friend, stopped in her tracks in shock. "W-what?" I held out my hand to shake hers. "What I mean to say is, maybe we can be friends again." "Maybe, I'd like that." Sakura giggled faintly. I laughed. "See you around, or is that Music Class?" She nodded firmly, smiling. The sun was high now, and shadows were made with a cool breeze. I hugged her tightly, nodded to Syaoran and then we left.
***
"So how come you forgave her?" Miaka asked later that day. "I dunno, guess it's just my nature." She smiled brightly at me.
***
"I love you so much ya know that?" Syaoran hugged me from behind while I was cooking some fried rice on the stove. He kissed my hair, and it seemed like he was smelling it. God, I love him so much. I want this to continue forever. I sighed contentedly, not caring about whatever. I stood in Syaoran's arms, with him comforting me."I'm so proud of you for beating Sakura, but I'm proud of you for forgiving her as well," He said while picking up a cookie from the counter. "you're a tough cookie with a soft inside." I laughed at his way of describing my personality and fighting skills. What a cute man.
***
I'm astonished. I didn't know whether if I was going to make it that day. I knew that Sakura wasn't pure evil. Sometimes I still saw that glint of pure innocence in her eyes. The old Sakura was still there. The one I knew five years ago. "Um, it's called the circumference Kinomoto-sensei." I said answering his quick math question. I knew he was glad, that Sakura was slowly going back to her old self. You know the saying, change is good? Well I don't believe that. Sometimes it can be good, and be bad. As I've seen in the past month. I looked over at Syaoran in the desk beside me, listening intently to the teacher. I smiled at him.
Suddenly I remembered mom, she must be happy with Sakura's mom there in heaven. And myself?
Well I can say that I'm happy now, spending almost every night with my best friends. Miaka, Eriol, Sakura, and Syaoran. And soon, Christmas was coming. The first Christmas in five years that I won't be crying tears of agony, but tears of joy. Well there you have it everyone! Please Review and tell me what you thought on this chapter. Stay tuned for the last chapter. Later! [The song 'Prayer' © Disturbed. And the book, Pendragon:
The Merchant Of Death © D.J. MacHale.]
Oops, almost forgot the Shoutouts. Special Thanks to: Pink Cherry Blossom. Basically you help me get through this fic. I might have a broken arm, but hey! Without you supporting me, this wouldn't be good at all. Kirjava-chan: Hey! Thanks for reviewing so much in the beginning. Eclipse: Hey Thanks for reviewing and making things seem better. Evil Idiot: Thankies soo much, hmm I wonder what stories you've written, I'm going to check them out. Ellie: Ellie!!!! Hopefully someday, you'll write more of you're T+S fics. ^___^ Mana: Thanks for reviewing, I just love to hear that there is at least someone out there that likes T+S as well. L-chan: Arigato for your review L-chan!! Claire: Hey Claire! Thanks for reviewing, isn't T+S cute? Thanks for all your reviews. I probably wouldn't have (almost) finished this story without hearing your thoughts and feelings about this fic. To all that flamed me, well some of ya had constructive criticism, while some of you just had b***shit. Thanks. Luv ya.