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Chapter 4. Adjustments
Sakura and Syaoran were silent as the man who just bought them led them. Sakura stole a look at Syaoran once in a while, but she couldn't tell what he was thinking, for his face remained impassive. ' Sooo.' She thought, ' now we're slaves.' Her new master suddenly yanked her forward. ' This is not gonna be fun.'
Syaoran was thinking about the consequences of slavery too, but not on the same level as Sakura.
' I hope this man isn't cruel. If he is, Sakura may have trouble adjusting. I just don't want her to get hurt. why am I thinking this way? Sakura has always been my rival. Actually, that little stuffed toy was always more of my rival than her, but still, where did all these new understandings come from? My unconscious thoughts are distracting me from my true goal. I must get all of those cards! But in order to do that, Sakura would be hurt. Are those cards, the source of my family's internal war really worth the effort and pain that they make me inflict? NO. NO. NO. NO. I will never ever hurt Sakura if I can help it. Why though? Why does she mean so much to me? Why..'
Syaoran's thoughts were suddenly put to a halt because he too was jerked by his master, but he was unable to keep his feet. He fell flat onto the street.
'Ouch' thought Sakura, ' I bet that really hurt.'
Syaoran looked up and glared at her while getting to his feet and gritted his teeth, trying to fight the urge to jump his master, who was nearly strangling him with the rope, he was pulling on it so hard.
Duh
Sakura gasped. She looked around franticly, trying to find the source of sound.
C'mon, put two and two together Sakura.
Sakura slowly looked over at Syaoran, who had a smirk on his face.
' You. you .. I KNEW IT!' she thought with a triumphant grin plastered on her face.
Syaoran winced. Her thoughts had been so loud about that last comment. He sighed.
'Well, she already suspected it, I just hope that she doesn't realize that she can do this too.'
Owww. Sakura that really hurt. Please don't scream like that.
Sakura was confused. She hadn't screamed. oh. Forceful thoughts must hurt.
Of course they do., Syaoran was secretly debating whether to tell her that she too was able to talk telepathically because he heard her thoughts that she was thinking in frustration. She really wanted to talk to him, to answer back, but she didn't know if she could, nonetheless know how. Why not? They could speak to each other without getting in trouble with this. The only problem was that she would be able to read his thoughts.
You know, Sakura, you have this ability too, you know that you have it, you just don't know how to use it. Sakura glared at him.
He laughed. Okay. Okay. The way you do this is you think about what you are saying and whom you are saying it to. But it's not that easy. You have to have a very clear mental picture of the person you are trying to communicate with. Try it.
Can you hear me? she thought.
Geez. She learns fast. I hope she doesn't discover how to read my thoughts.
Read your thoughts?
' Oh crap. I said that telepathically.' He thought, mentally kicking himself. He was about to reply, when they stopped. Sakura grabbed Syaoran to keep him from plowing head first into their master.
He thanked her with the mind speech, and they simultaneously looked up at the same time. They gasped. They were standing in front of a very nice looking house. The master smiled at the looks on their faces and pulled the rope that was bound to their necks and took them inside so that his wife could inspect his new purchases.
*^*^* So peeps? Howdja like it? Placetne est tibi? PLEASE review. If you don't I will...um.. not continue my story. Bwahahhahahah!
Chapter 4. Adjustments
Sakura and Syaoran were silent as the man who just bought them led them. Sakura stole a look at Syaoran once in a while, but she couldn't tell what he was thinking, for his face remained impassive. ' Sooo.' She thought, ' now we're slaves.' Her new master suddenly yanked her forward. ' This is not gonna be fun.'
Syaoran was thinking about the consequences of slavery too, but not on the same level as Sakura.
' I hope this man isn't cruel. If he is, Sakura may have trouble adjusting. I just don't want her to get hurt. why am I thinking this way? Sakura has always been my rival. Actually, that little stuffed toy was always more of my rival than her, but still, where did all these new understandings come from? My unconscious thoughts are distracting me from my true goal. I must get all of those cards! But in order to do that, Sakura would be hurt. Are those cards, the source of my family's internal war really worth the effort and pain that they make me inflict? NO. NO. NO. NO. I will never ever hurt Sakura if I can help it. Why though? Why does she mean so much to me? Why..'
Syaoran's thoughts were suddenly put to a halt because he too was jerked by his master, but he was unable to keep his feet. He fell flat onto the street.
'Ouch' thought Sakura, ' I bet that really hurt.'
Syaoran looked up and glared at her while getting to his feet and gritted his teeth, trying to fight the urge to jump his master, who was nearly strangling him with the rope, he was pulling on it so hard.
Duh
Sakura gasped. She looked around franticly, trying to find the source of sound.
C'mon, put two and two together Sakura.
Sakura slowly looked over at Syaoran, who had a smirk on his face.
' You. you .. I KNEW IT!' she thought with a triumphant grin plastered on her face.
Syaoran winced. Her thoughts had been so loud about that last comment. He sighed.
'Well, she already suspected it, I just hope that she doesn't realize that she can do this too.'
Owww. Sakura that really hurt. Please don't scream like that.
Sakura was confused. She hadn't screamed. oh. Forceful thoughts must hurt.
Of course they do., Syaoran was secretly debating whether to tell her that she too was able to talk telepathically because he heard her thoughts that she was thinking in frustration. She really wanted to talk to him, to answer back, but she didn't know if she could, nonetheless know how. Why not? They could speak to each other without getting in trouble with this. The only problem was that she would be able to read his thoughts.
You know, Sakura, you have this ability too, you know that you have it, you just don't know how to use it. Sakura glared at him.
He laughed. Okay. Okay. The way you do this is you think about what you are saying and whom you are saying it to. But it's not that easy. You have to have a very clear mental picture of the person you are trying to communicate with. Try it.
Can you hear me? she thought.
Geez. She learns fast. I hope she doesn't discover how to read my thoughts.
Read your thoughts?
' Oh crap. I said that telepathically.' He thought, mentally kicking himself. He was about to reply, when they stopped. Sakura grabbed Syaoran to keep him from plowing head first into their master.
He thanked her with the mind speech, and they simultaneously looked up at the same time. They gasped. They were standing in front of a very nice looking house. The master smiled at the looks on their faces and pulled the rope that was bound to their necks and took them inside so that his wife could inspect his new purchases.
*^*^* So peeps? Howdja like it? Placetne est tibi? PLEASE review. If you don't I will...um.. not continue my story. Bwahahhahahah!