Found out what Mr. Kinomoto's first name is!! Haha, no more mister stuff...
And I know I have several complaints that the chaps are too short. But I just don't want you guys to wait a week for a two thousand word chap, you know? It's easier to manage in smaller bits for me, and I'll try my very best to update as much as every other day, so make sure you keep coming!!
~*~
"Hey kaiju!" Touya called, looking around the house. After several more moments of searching, he muttered, "Where are you?"
"Down here Touya!" Fujitaka called from below.
"Where is she?" The teenager asked as he walked down the stairs. Feeling rather frustrated with the disappearance of his sister, he sent a cross look at his father.
"Right here." He replied, placing a hand on Sakura's shoulder. She was still in the game, three hours after her school started. With her head cocked backwards and mouth slightly open, Sakura seemed to be sleeping soundly, even through the insistent hum of the modem.
"Lucky kid." Touya said with a small smile, and looked at his father. Stepping out the door, he cast a last glance at his sister and headed out the door.
Fujitaka laughed softly to himself. Sure, Sakura got to stay away from the real world, but she'd have to get out eventually. And when she did, she'd come out shocked and disoriented. The longer she stayed inside, the more danger she was in of collapsing.
"Just come home soon Sakura." Fujitaka whispered, and kissed his daughter on the cheek.
~*~
Walking slowly up the rotting staircase, Sakura let out a yell when a step caved in and plunged her boot into the wooden surface. Yanking her foot back up, she shrieked as she saw a bug the size of a large eraser attach itself to her sole. Stamping it onto the already rotting stairs, she plummeted through the floor as the boards collapsed beneath her stomping.
"AAH!" Sakura yelled as she landed on what seemed to be a pile of straw and dirt. Dusting off her pink battle costume (Tomoyo makes an entrance with her stunning designer line, don't worry) she walked down the hallway, which was coincidentally lit with fire-torches. Wondering where the heck she managed this time, Sakura was stunned to find herself so cynical. She wasn't always this insincere, was she?
Wandering down the dank corridors, she spied a large door. Grasping the copper handle in her gloved hand, she knocked three times, hoping she'd find something down here.
Even though she'd been trying to achieve the effect, she was still surprised when the door swung forward like the main entrance, without the help of any living thing. Stepping through the doorway, she cast her glance around. The room was dark, with a fountain in the middle. It was amazing, six-feet tall and made completely out of glass, the water so pure and clear, you could see your reflection in it. It was such a beautiful thing Sakura was tempted to take it home. In the main dish, was an erected bowl that was spilling water in even liquid waves that created ripples in the dish, from the top, came a spurt of water, spilling ribbons of diamond water that fell into the bowl below.
And even past that, was a small pond, a miniature lake that had a waterfall in the background, the stuff spurting from an unknown source filled the pool with creatures that resembled fishes and frogs. Above this, was a pale girl with long purple hair.
"Who... are you?" Sakura said as she stepped past the fountain and into view of the girl.
"Hello." She replied lifelessly, her eyes less vivid than the poor of water she was floating above.
"Are you... the card?" Sakura asked bluntly.
"Card?" Never once did her gaze reach Sakura's. She kept staring at the fountain, her eyes trained to the thing directly in front of her. "I am not a card as you say. My name is Tomoyo, and my function is a save point."
"Save point?" Sakura asked, reaching a hand out towards the girl.
"Would you like to save your progress?" Tomoyo asked.
Stretching herself on her tiptoes, Sakura felt magnetized to the other, as she strained to wake the girl up from her placid coma-like state.
Tomoyo's eyes snapped to life, as the two dropped into the dark abyss below.
~*~
"Where are we?" Tomoyo asked, as Sakura helped her up.
"I don't know. Say Tomoyo, how did we just fall through water and land in air?" Sakura asked, looking around.
There was the pool above their heads; the roof resembling the surface of a lake, except everything seemed to be upside down. There they were, with their feet on dry land with water as a sky.
"I've never been here before." Tomoyo replied, looking around the room. Crafted from only marble, the black and white checker boarded floor was huge, with a roof that had paintings on it.
"Those paintings..." Tomoyo said as she walked around. "They resemble DaVinci's style but the theme is so much like the nineteenth century... it's eerie almost."
Sweat dropping and looking surprised at the girl's knowledge, she quickly changed the topic. "Do you know anything about this water spirit I've heard so much about?"
"I'm sorry, but I do hold a map and equipment change." Tomoyo said, smiling at Sakura.
"Equipment change?" Sakura asked, eyes widening. She didn't like the sound of that.
"I designed them myself too!" Madison chirped. "It's essential that you change for each new stage you reach, so that's why I guess I'll have to accompany you on your adventure."
"Do you do that often?" Sakura asked as she tugged on the handle on the door.
"That's some door." Tomoyo said ignoring the question. Smoothing out her powder white dress, she walked to Sakura's side to get a better look.
She was right. It was as large as the room, covered with mosaics of angels and fairies. Each figure with gold and silver lining smiled at Sakura and Tomoyo softly, seeming to reach out to them from their cloudy background.
"It's lovely." Sakura said, holding her breath.
"Ready to go through?" Tomoyo asked, joining Sakura with the door handle.
"Let's get to it." Sakura said with a smile.
After a few moments of tugging, the door churned enough on its hinges to allow the girls enough space to walk through. Stepping through into the intense sun, they soon were swallowed by the bright light, laughing along the way.
And I know I have several complaints that the chaps are too short. But I just don't want you guys to wait a week for a two thousand word chap, you know? It's easier to manage in smaller bits for me, and I'll try my very best to update as much as every other day, so make sure you keep coming!!
~*~
"Hey kaiju!" Touya called, looking around the house. After several more moments of searching, he muttered, "Where are you?"
"Down here Touya!" Fujitaka called from below.
"Where is she?" The teenager asked as he walked down the stairs. Feeling rather frustrated with the disappearance of his sister, he sent a cross look at his father.
"Right here." He replied, placing a hand on Sakura's shoulder. She was still in the game, three hours after her school started. With her head cocked backwards and mouth slightly open, Sakura seemed to be sleeping soundly, even through the insistent hum of the modem.
"Lucky kid." Touya said with a small smile, and looked at his father. Stepping out the door, he cast a last glance at his sister and headed out the door.
Fujitaka laughed softly to himself. Sure, Sakura got to stay away from the real world, but she'd have to get out eventually. And when she did, she'd come out shocked and disoriented. The longer she stayed inside, the more danger she was in of collapsing.
"Just come home soon Sakura." Fujitaka whispered, and kissed his daughter on the cheek.
~*~
Walking slowly up the rotting staircase, Sakura let out a yell when a step caved in and plunged her boot into the wooden surface. Yanking her foot back up, she shrieked as she saw a bug the size of a large eraser attach itself to her sole. Stamping it onto the already rotting stairs, she plummeted through the floor as the boards collapsed beneath her stomping.
"AAH!" Sakura yelled as she landed on what seemed to be a pile of straw and dirt. Dusting off her pink battle costume (Tomoyo makes an entrance with her stunning designer line, don't worry) she walked down the hallway, which was coincidentally lit with fire-torches. Wondering where the heck she managed this time, Sakura was stunned to find herself so cynical. She wasn't always this insincere, was she?
Wandering down the dank corridors, she spied a large door. Grasping the copper handle in her gloved hand, she knocked three times, hoping she'd find something down here.
Even though she'd been trying to achieve the effect, she was still surprised when the door swung forward like the main entrance, without the help of any living thing. Stepping through the doorway, she cast her glance around. The room was dark, with a fountain in the middle. It was amazing, six-feet tall and made completely out of glass, the water so pure and clear, you could see your reflection in it. It was such a beautiful thing Sakura was tempted to take it home. In the main dish, was an erected bowl that was spilling water in even liquid waves that created ripples in the dish, from the top, came a spurt of water, spilling ribbons of diamond water that fell into the bowl below.
And even past that, was a small pond, a miniature lake that had a waterfall in the background, the stuff spurting from an unknown source filled the pool with creatures that resembled fishes and frogs. Above this, was a pale girl with long purple hair.
"Who... are you?" Sakura said as she stepped past the fountain and into view of the girl.
"Hello." She replied lifelessly, her eyes less vivid than the poor of water she was floating above.
"Are you... the card?" Sakura asked bluntly.
"Card?" Never once did her gaze reach Sakura's. She kept staring at the fountain, her eyes trained to the thing directly in front of her. "I am not a card as you say. My name is Tomoyo, and my function is a save point."
"Save point?" Sakura asked, reaching a hand out towards the girl.
"Would you like to save your progress?" Tomoyo asked.
Stretching herself on her tiptoes, Sakura felt magnetized to the other, as she strained to wake the girl up from her placid coma-like state.
Tomoyo's eyes snapped to life, as the two dropped into the dark abyss below.
~*~
"Where are we?" Tomoyo asked, as Sakura helped her up.
"I don't know. Say Tomoyo, how did we just fall through water and land in air?" Sakura asked, looking around.
There was the pool above their heads; the roof resembling the surface of a lake, except everything seemed to be upside down. There they were, with their feet on dry land with water as a sky.
"I've never been here before." Tomoyo replied, looking around the room. Crafted from only marble, the black and white checker boarded floor was huge, with a roof that had paintings on it.
"Those paintings..." Tomoyo said as she walked around. "They resemble DaVinci's style but the theme is so much like the nineteenth century... it's eerie almost."
Sweat dropping and looking surprised at the girl's knowledge, she quickly changed the topic. "Do you know anything about this water spirit I've heard so much about?"
"I'm sorry, but I do hold a map and equipment change." Tomoyo said, smiling at Sakura.
"Equipment change?" Sakura asked, eyes widening. She didn't like the sound of that.
"I designed them myself too!" Madison chirped. "It's essential that you change for each new stage you reach, so that's why I guess I'll have to accompany you on your adventure."
"Do you do that often?" Sakura asked as she tugged on the handle on the door.
"That's some door." Tomoyo said ignoring the question. Smoothing out her powder white dress, she walked to Sakura's side to get a better look.
She was right. It was as large as the room, covered with mosaics of angels and fairies. Each figure with gold and silver lining smiled at Sakura and Tomoyo softly, seeming to reach out to them from their cloudy background.
"It's lovely." Sakura said, holding her breath.
"Ready to go through?" Tomoyo asked, joining Sakura with the door handle.
"Let's get to it." Sakura said with a smile.
After a few moments of tugging, the door churned enough on its hinges to allow the girls enough space to walk through. Stepping through into the intense sun, they soon were swallowed by the bright light, laughing along the way.