-- I had alot of typos in my last chapter. ;x sorry guys. I wrote it on
Microsoft word first, and I was kind of pissed when I was. so...yea. xD
this one will be better, promise.
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"Pick me up.
Been bleeding to long
Right here right now
I'll stop it somehow
I will make it go away
cant be here no more
seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone
Now I see the times they change
Leaving doesn't seem so strange,
I am hoping I can find where to leave my hurt behind."
The sun, the moon, the earth, the spring, the fall.
June 5th,
Year of the Dog, 2006 Tomeda
Just off of Tokyo City
You know, it was another one of those days for Tomeda. The sun was bright through the leaves and freshly bloomed Sakura blossoms, dangling above the narrowly paved streets. The sky was clear, with the exception of a few moist white clouds drifting dreamily across the blue abyss. it was all calm, peaceful, with the soft chirp of crickets and songs of little birds in the distance, all hopping around to find their daily food of seed and worms. All was quiet, until...
*Brrrrrrriiiinnnngg.*
Out from Tomeda middle school came a stampede of sixthgraders, or now, rather, seventh graders, literally came roaring out of the school with a thundering of footsteps, the ground practically shaking at the force of their treading. And who was with them? or rather, behind them, left in the dust? Of course! Of heroine, Kinomoto Sakura.
She slid forwards along the smooth pavement slowly, feeling rather dizzy at the moment, and watched as the swarm of students made their way down the street, eager to get home and start off their summer break with a bang. Good. Summer. Some peace and quiet and...she just smiled and slipped down the steps with her usual grace and poise.
Everyone was excited to have a break from school and all for so long. Even Sakura. Onni-chan would be coming back from college in a day or two, and that was something to look forwards to. but that also meant Yukito would be returning with him...The thought of her older brothers best friend made her blush lightly, even as she skated down the street slowly, head tipped back and absently watching the light pierce through the leaves and branches.
And while the mistress skated down the street, there was a form walking down the street. Okay...okay...not really a form at all. Not to mysterious, ne? It was a girl, around in the older age group. it was to say that she certainly was out of highschool, possibly college, looking to be around the mid twenties. Her hair was long, and waved and curled softly with a natural Irish feel to the strands of hair, which were colored a sort of ashy brown. But it was her eyes that caught people off guard. Blue eyes were supposed to be bright and happy, right? Wrong...These were gaunt and soulless, empty. They were half open, long lashes accenting them, but that did nothing to divert the demonic tint to their colorless and steaming depths.
She was dressed normally enough, much as other adults did. In gentle, soft flowing darkish pants and a matching jacket. Something the men here wore, but women did to. The dress-suit. She had paused and watched with feral distaste as the students ran by, keeping herself steady as they did. And Sakura had just happened to look in her way.
**Oohh..very pretty.** the young girl thought as she looked away, back towards the street. it wasn't polite to stare. Maybe that was a new teacher for summerschool? That didn't start until the middle of summer, though...or at least a little bit on along the way. But one thing did catch her eye about the woman. She was carrying with her some fairly ancient looking parchment scrolls, all held together by a single little ribbon, the color of old violet, and bleached by the suns harmful rays. She spared no glance to anyone as she started down the street again, towards the library a little ways down the road from the school everyone had came bursting out of only moments ago.
There were a few smaller kids out, tossing a ball around near the street, as she continued down the street, not seeing any faces she knew; Tomoyo had gone with her rich mother off on some cruise, but would be returning in a week or so. Syaoran had gone back to China with the promise that he would also return for the summer break.
She sat down upon the doorstep leading into her home, to remove her rollarblades so that they would not scuff the floor at all. Then she stood up and tugged down her skirt, the skates in one hand, and proceeded in entering her home. And she had not expected her father to be home.
"Hey Sakura." he greeted her, busying himself by retailing an broken picture to the wall. A broken picture? The glass was smashed and one corner of the frame had been dented badly. Shouldn't it be replaced? "What happened?' she asked, generally curious, and started up the stairs towards her bedroom, forgetting the leave her skates by the front door.
""This picture decided to fall off the wall. No worries." when he finally got it back up, it merely came crashing back down, this time with wood frame splintering badly. Sakura looked down again, startled, to catch a picture of her mother behind the broken glass.
**odd..* she thought meekly as she pushed her bedroom door open. Instantly she was tackled by a rather frantic looking gaurdian beast, little stuffed animal looking thing, large splotches of yellow fur missing from his back, little arms and tail. he was practically cry, obviously using great effort to keep from breaking down into a current of tears.
"Kero-chan?' she asked, looking at him and noticing those little bald places...how can a stuffed animal loose its fur? And a guardian for that matter. The thought made her think of a partly bald Yue. She tried hard to keep a sly grin from appearing on her face. Kero sniffed and sat back on the ground.
"B-Big problem, Sakura." he said, plopping back for a moment to take a breathe, then he leapt to his feet again, little paws balled into mock fists as he gazed up at Sakura, a waterfall of tears exploding from him. "Clows old writings are missing!"
Did I do better this time? I hope so. No more typos.
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"Pick me up.
Been bleeding to long
Right here right now
I'll stop it somehow
I will make it go away
cant be here no more
seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone
Now I see the times they change
Leaving doesn't seem so strange,
I am hoping I can find where to leave my hurt behind."
The sun, the moon, the earth, the spring, the fall.
June 5th,
Year of the Dog, 2006 Tomeda
Just off of Tokyo City
You know, it was another one of those days for Tomeda. The sun was bright through the leaves and freshly bloomed Sakura blossoms, dangling above the narrowly paved streets. The sky was clear, with the exception of a few moist white clouds drifting dreamily across the blue abyss. it was all calm, peaceful, with the soft chirp of crickets and songs of little birds in the distance, all hopping around to find their daily food of seed and worms. All was quiet, until...
*Brrrrrrriiiinnnngg.*
Out from Tomeda middle school came a stampede of sixthgraders, or now, rather, seventh graders, literally came roaring out of the school with a thundering of footsteps, the ground practically shaking at the force of their treading. And who was with them? or rather, behind them, left in the dust? Of course! Of heroine, Kinomoto Sakura.
She slid forwards along the smooth pavement slowly, feeling rather dizzy at the moment, and watched as the swarm of students made their way down the street, eager to get home and start off their summer break with a bang. Good. Summer. Some peace and quiet and...she just smiled and slipped down the steps with her usual grace and poise.
Everyone was excited to have a break from school and all for so long. Even Sakura. Onni-chan would be coming back from college in a day or two, and that was something to look forwards to. but that also meant Yukito would be returning with him...The thought of her older brothers best friend made her blush lightly, even as she skated down the street slowly, head tipped back and absently watching the light pierce through the leaves and branches.
And while the mistress skated down the street, there was a form walking down the street. Okay...okay...not really a form at all. Not to mysterious, ne? It was a girl, around in the older age group. it was to say that she certainly was out of highschool, possibly college, looking to be around the mid twenties. Her hair was long, and waved and curled softly with a natural Irish feel to the strands of hair, which were colored a sort of ashy brown. But it was her eyes that caught people off guard. Blue eyes were supposed to be bright and happy, right? Wrong...These were gaunt and soulless, empty. They were half open, long lashes accenting them, but that did nothing to divert the demonic tint to their colorless and steaming depths.
She was dressed normally enough, much as other adults did. In gentle, soft flowing darkish pants and a matching jacket. Something the men here wore, but women did to. The dress-suit. She had paused and watched with feral distaste as the students ran by, keeping herself steady as they did. And Sakura had just happened to look in her way.
**Oohh..very pretty.** the young girl thought as she looked away, back towards the street. it wasn't polite to stare. Maybe that was a new teacher for summerschool? That didn't start until the middle of summer, though...or at least a little bit on along the way. But one thing did catch her eye about the woman. She was carrying with her some fairly ancient looking parchment scrolls, all held together by a single little ribbon, the color of old violet, and bleached by the suns harmful rays. She spared no glance to anyone as she started down the street again, towards the library a little ways down the road from the school everyone had came bursting out of only moments ago.
There were a few smaller kids out, tossing a ball around near the street, as she continued down the street, not seeing any faces she knew; Tomoyo had gone with her rich mother off on some cruise, but would be returning in a week or so. Syaoran had gone back to China with the promise that he would also return for the summer break.
She sat down upon the doorstep leading into her home, to remove her rollarblades so that they would not scuff the floor at all. Then she stood up and tugged down her skirt, the skates in one hand, and proceeded in entering her home. And she had not expected her father to be home.
"Hey Sakura." he greeted her, busying himself by retailing an broken picture to the wall. A broken picture? The glass was smashed and one corner of the frame had been dented badly. Shouldn't it be replaced? "What happened?' she asked, generally curious, and started up the stairs towards her bedroom, forgetting the leave her skates by the front door.
""This picture decided to fall off the wall. No worries." when he finally got it back up, it merely came crashing back down, this time with wood frame splintering badly. Sakura looked down again, startled, to catch a picture of her mother behind the broken glass.
**odd..* she thought meekly as she pushed her bedroom door open. Instantly she was tackled by a rather frantic looking gaurdian beast, little stuffed animal looking thing, large splotches of yellow fur missing from his back, little arms and tail. he was practically cry, obviously using great effort to keep from breaking down into a current of tears.
"Kero-chan?' she asked, looking at him and noticing those little bald places...how can a stuffed animal loose its fur? And a guardian for that matter. The thought made her think of a partly bald Yue. She tried hard to keep a sly grin from appearing on her face. Kero sniffed and sat back on the ground.
"B-Big problem, Sakura." he said, plopping back for a moment to take a breathe, then he leapt to his feet again, little paws balled into mock fists as he gazed up at Sakura, a waterfall of tears exploding from him. "Clows old writings are missing!"
Did I do better this time? I hope so. No more typos.