An Evil is Released
Chapter 13: A Love Lost
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kawaiisayurichan: i hav finished explaining to minako! minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: is it good? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: really good minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: which is better Pepsi or coke? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: ??? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: can you say anything but yup? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: what? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: *sweatdrop* *poof* usagi: I will punish you! kawaiisayurichan: huh? usagi: huh? kawaiisayurichan: hold up! *whispers* usagi: oooooohhhhhhhhh kawaiisayurichan: yeah usagi: i geffum now! kawaiisayurichan: jups! usagi: ^-^ kawaiisayurichan: bye then
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disclaimer: i don't own _ANYTHING_ so don't sue!!!!! i'm _VEEEEERY_ poor. i can't afford to be sued.
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Sakura ended up walking home from Yukito's house, dejectedly.
"Sakura, what's wrong?" asked Kero as she walked in the door.
"Syaoran is leaving."
She went to bed without another word.
Kero sighed.
Back at Syaoran's apartment. . .
"I will find a way back to you Sakura! I promise you!" Syaoran yelled to no one.
Next month. . .
Sakura had gone to Tomoyo's house for costume fittings. Tomoyo was putting the finishing touches on her Halloween costume. Sakura was gonna be Sailor Moon in a costume that Tomoyo had thought up.
Sakura sighed.
"You're thinking about HIM aren't you?" Tomoyo asked.
"Yeah. . ."
"You should have gone to see him off," Tomoyo said.
"Yeah. . ."
Tomoyo was worried about her friend. She was always sad. Ever since Syaoran left things had not been the same.
Tomoyo sighed. She had planned on making Syaoran into Tuxedo Kamen. Now that he was gone she couldn't.
Sakura kept a scanned picture from their yearbook and a picture Tomoyo had taken of them on they're first date with her always, she kept them in a locket that he had bought her. It was a heart shaped locket. Syaoran had bought it for her on their first date, although it wasn't really a date cuz they had Tomoyo tagging along three feet behind them. Sakura sighed, they had never really had an honest-to-god date cuz Tomoyo had always been there. Two steps behind.
In the yearbook picture of Syaoran he was scowling, you couldn't change that about him, his chestnut brown hair fell neatly in front of his face. His eyes were cold but understanding at the same time. Sakura loved his eyes.
The second picture had Sakura and Syaoran sitting by a lake. They were holding hands and looking at the water. Syaoran was staring lovingly at Sakura, smiling one of his rare smiles. Sakura was holding his and against her face as she gazed out upon the lake. A smile of contentment etched on her face.
Tears began to course down Sakura's face. Tomoyo frowned.
"I miss him so much," Sakura began, " and now he's gone. . ."
"Sakura," Tomoyo didn't know what to say.
"I want him to come back, god it hurts so much."
"Yeah. . . I bet it does," Tomoyo sighed.
In Hong Kong. . .
Syaoran stared out the window. His daily training would start soon and he would be late, but he didn't care. Sakura was out of his reach and it was painful. He held the copy of the picture Tomoyo had taken of the two of them. The picture by the lake. He sighed.
"Sakura. . . I miss you," he said. "I'll find a way. . . to come back to you."
"Syaoran?" his mother walked in.
Syaoran quickly hid the picture.
"Syaoran, your training will start in 5 minutes, please hurry up."
"Yes mom," Syaoran just wanted her to go away.
He sighed and got up. He hated his family. They just wanted power. They didn't understand love.
"Sakura," he whispered.
Outside the door Syaoran's mother frowned. She knew how much he loved her. She wished she could have persuaded the elders to let him be. She cursed whatever powers made him the only boy in the family. She wished someone else could do it so she didn't have to see him in such pain. She sighed and walked away.
Syaoran soon emerged from his room and walked dejectedly to the training room. 'She hates me. Why do I still love her?' he thought as he walked away.
Five years later. . .
Sakura walked to her house, she was the major model for Tomoyo's fashion line. She looked the same as when she last saw Syaoran because she hoped that he would come back and he would recognize her. She sighed.
'I said I hated him, why would he still love me. He's probably married to Meilin by now,' she sighed.
"Syaoran."
Sakura sighed, she was getting ready for their next shoot. She applied her makeup and gathered the new clothes Tomoyo had sewn. She grabbed her keys and walked out the door.
Tomoyo was waiting for her. Sakura quickly got dressed. They were in for a long day. She wanted to cry all day, but she held it in and smiled for abut 5 hours straight. Tomoyo knew this was a off day for her.
At the end of the day Tomoyo asked Sakura if she was thinking about Syaoran.
"Yeah."
"You should either get over him or go find him," Tomoyo urged.
"Yeah," Sakura wasn't listening.
"Sakura?" Tomoyo asked. She could tell her friend had spaced out.
The two walked to the parking lot, neither talking. They both got into their cars and drove away. Tomoyo wished she could do something for her friend. But she couldn't bring Syaoran back, she didn't even know where he was.
Sakura went home. Despite Kero's nagging at how the shoot went, she collapsed into bed and fell asleep. Kero frowned, she was still sad, even after all this time.
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"Syaoran!"
"Huh?" Syaoran saw a girl with emerald green eyes running towards him. "S-sakura?"
"Syaoran, why did you have to leave me?" she asked.
"I-"
"It's alright, we're together again, I've found you. After all those years I've found you again," she nuzzled his shoulder.
"Y-yeah."
"I still love you Syaoran," she said.
"I, I still love you too," he replied.
Then an all-too-familiar flash appeared in the sky.
Black storm clouds rolled in from nowhere. It began to rain, heavy sheets of it. Blinding both of them. They headed for a shelter of some kind but there was none to be found.
"Syaoran, I'm scared," Sakura whimpered.
"Shhh, it's okay, I won't let anything hurt you," he reassured her. He only wished he could reassure himself as well.
Then the lightning came. Blinding flashes. They were a sickly purple color. Many of them seemed directed at Sakura.
Syaoran tried to run to her aid.
In the midst of the attacks, Syaoran could hear a low cackle of laughter. It was mocking the effort Sakura was using to escape the angry flashes that raked the sky.
Syaoran ran to her. He was blocked by a strong force field. He saw as lightning hit her small fragile body again and again.
"SAKURA!" he cried out. Desperately trying to break the barrier. When he finally got through the figure had disappeared, it was still raining and Sakura lay motionless on the ground.
Syaoran picked her up and felt her pulse, nothing. Hot angry tears sprang to his eyes.
"No," he whispered. "NO! SAKURA!!!!"
His own startled cry had woken himself up. He checked to see if anyone had heard. No one had. He was panting. He recalled the dream he had had when he had Sakura had first started capturing the dark cards.
'Sakura's in danger. I must help her. But how?! I can't get to her! Damnit!' he pounded his fist on the bed.
Syaoran's mother walked into the room. "Syaoran," she began.
"Don't talk to me," he snapped.
"Syaoran, I have convinced the elders to let you go back to Japan," she said.
"What?" he asked, shocked.
"But if you do, you can not be part of the clan any longer," his mother's eyes were downcast.
Syaoran made a quick, important decision. "Can I still keep in contact with you and my sisters?"
"Yes, but you will be excluded from all the other things that we, as a clan, do," his mother was close to tears.
"I must go," he said.
"Yes," tears had begun to fall from his mother's eyes.
"Sakura is in danger, I must go to her."
"Yes, I've known you had loved her since you came back."
The next morning Syaoran was all packed and heading for the airport.
'I'm coming Sakura,' he thought.
As the plane took off Syaoran's mother stood at the window, teary eyed, taking a last long look at her son.
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kawaiisayurichan: hmmmm usagi: soo sweet! kawaiisayurichan: really? usagi: yeah kawaiisayurichan: thanx usagi: ur welcome kawaiisayurichan: press the review button down there... usagi: okies kawaiisayurchan: come on... usagi: ok kawaiisayurichan: hrm usagi: what? kawaiisayurichan: erm usagi:. . . kawaiisayurichan: i ran out of stuff to write usagi: . . kawaiisayurichan: see usagi: . . kawaiisayurichan: ummm, blah blah blah usagi: huh? kawaiisayurichan: i'm bored usagi: erm. ok kawaiisayurichan: till next time minna usagi: ja ne kawaiisayurichan: ja ne!
Chapter 13: A Love Lost
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kawaiisayurichan: i hav finished explaining to minako! minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: is it good? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: really good minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: which is better Pepsi or coke? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: ??? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: can you say anything but yup? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: what? minako: yup kawaiisayurichan: *sweatdrop* *poof* usagi: I will punish you! kawaiisayurichan: huh? usagi: huh? kawaiisayurichan: hold up! *whispers* usagi: oooooohhhhhhhhh kawaiisayurichan: yeah usagi: i geffum now! kawaiisayurichan: jups! usagi: ^-^ kawaiisayurichan: bye then
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disclaimer: i don't own _ANYTHING_ so don't sue!!!!! i'm _VEEEEERY_ poor. i can't afford to be sued.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ key
"talking"
'thinking'
(f.y.i. or a.n.)
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Sakura ended up walking home from Yukito's house, dejectedly.
"Sakura, what's wrong?" asked Kero as she walked in the door.
"Syaoran is leaving."
She went to bed without another word.
Kero sighed.
Back at Syaoran's apartment. . .
"I will find a way back to you Sakura! I promise you!" Syaoran yelled to no one.
Next month. . .
Sakura had gone to Tomoyo's house for costume fittings. Tomoyo was putting the finishing touches on her Halloween costume. Sakura was gonna be Sailor Moon in a costume that Tomoyo had thought up.
Sakura sighed.
"You're thinking about HIM aren't you?" Tomoyo asked.
"Yeah. . ."
"You should have gone to see him off," Tomoyo said.
"Yeah. . ."
Tomoyo was worried about her friend. She was always sad. Ever since Syaoran left things had not been the same.
Tomoyo sighed. She had planned on making Syaoran into Tuxedo Kamen. Now that he was gone she couldn't.
Sakura kept a scanned picture from their yearbook and a picture Tomoyo had taken of them on they're first date with her always, she kept them in a locket that he had bought her. It was a heart shaped locket. Syaoran had bought it for her on their first date, although it wasn't really a date cuz they had Tomoyo tagging along three feet behind them. Sakura sighed, they had never really had an honest-to-god date cuz Tomoyo had always been there. Two steps behind.
In the yearbook picture of Syaoran he was scowling, you couldn't change that about him, his chestnut brown hair fell neatly in front of his face. His eyes were cold but understanding at the same time. Sakura loved his eyes.
The second picture had Sakura and Syaoran sitting by a lake. They were holding hands and looking at the water. Syaoran was staring lovingly at Sakura, smiling one of his rare smiles. Sakura was holding his and against her face as she gazed out upon the lake. A smile of contentment etched on her face.
Tears began to course down Sakura's face. Tomoyo frowned.
"I miss him so much," Sakura began, " and now he's gone. . ."
"Sakura," Tomoyo didn't know what to say.
"I want him to come back, god it hurts so much."
"Yeah. . . I bet it does," Tomoyo sighed.
In Hong Kong. . .
Syaoran stared out the window. His daily training would start soon and he would be late, but he didn't care. Sakura was out of his reach and it was painful. He held the copy of the picture Tomoyo had taken of the two of them. The picture by the lake. He sighed.
"Sakura. . . I miss you," he said. "I'll find a way. . . to come back to you."
"Syaoran?" his mother walked in.
Syaoran quickly hid the picture.
"Syaoran, your training will start in 5 minutes, please hurry up."
"Yes mom," Syaoran just wanted her to go away.
He sighed and got up. He hated his family. They just wanted power. They didn't understand love.
"Sakura," he whispered.
Outside the door Syaoran's mother frowned. She knew how much he loved her. She wished she could have persuaded the elders to let him be. She cursed whatever powers made him the only boy in the family. She wished someone else could do it so she didn't have to see him in such pain. She sighed and walked away.
Syaoran soon emerged from his room and walked dejectedly to the training room. 'She hates me. Why do I still love her?' he thought as he walked away.
Five years later. . .
Sakura walked to her house, she was the major model for Tomoyo's fashion line. She looked the same as when she last saw Syaoran because she hoped that he would come back and he would recognize her. She sighed.
'I said I hated him, why would he still love me. He's probably married to Meilin by now,' she sighed.
"Syaoran."
Sakura sighed, she was getting ready for their next shoot. She applied her makeup and gathered the new clothes Tomoyo had sewn. She grabbed her keys and walked out the door.
Tomoyo was waiting for her. Sakura quickly got dressed. They were in for a long day. She wanted to cry all day, but she held it in and smiled for abut 5 hours straight. Tomoyo knew this was a off day for her.
At the end of the day Tomoyo asked Sakura if she was thinking about Syaoran.
"Yeah."
"You should either get over him or go find him," Tomoyo urged.
"Yeah," Sakura wasn't listening.
"Sakura?" Tomoyo asked. She could tell her friend had spaced out.
The two walked to the parking lot, neither talking. They both got into their cars and drove away. Tomoyo wished she could do something for her friend. But she couldn't bring Syaoran back, she didn't even know where he was.
Sakura went home. Despite Kero's nagging at how the shoot went, she collapsed into bed and fell asleep. Kero frowned, she was still sad, even after all this time.
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"Syaoran!"
"Huh?" Syaoran saw a girl with emerald green eyes running towards him. "S-sakura?"
"Syaoran, why did you have to leave me?" she asked.
"I-"
"It's alright, we're together again, I've found you. After all those years I've found you again," she nuzzled his shoulder.
"Y-yeah."
"I still love you Syaoran," she said.
"I, I still love you too," he replied.
Then an all-too-familiar flash appeared in the sky.
Black storm clouds rolled in from nowhere. It began to rain, heavy sheets of it. Blinding both of them. They headed for a shelter of some kind but there was none to be found.
"Syaoran, I'm scared," Sakura whimpered.
"Shhh, it's okay, I won't let anything hurt you," he reassured her. He only wished he could reassure himself as well.
Then the lightning came. Blinding flashes. They were a sickly purple color. Many of them seemed directed at Sakura.
Syaoran tried to run to her aid.
In the midst of the attacks, Syaoran could hear a low cackle of laughter. It was mocking the effort Sakura was using to escape the angry flashes that raked the sky.
Syaoran ran to her. He was blocked by a strong force field. He saw as lightning hit her small fragile body again and again.
"SAKURA!" he cried out. Desperately trying to break the barrier. When he finally got through the figure had disappeared, it was still raining and Sakura lay motionless on the ground.
Syaoran picked her up and felt her pulse, nothing. Hot angry tears sprang to his eyes.
"No," he whispered. "NO! SAKURA!!!!"
His own startled cry had woken himself up. He checked to see if anyone had heard. No one had. He was panting. He recalled the dream he had had when he had Sakura had first started capturing the dark cards.
'Sakura's in danger. I must help her. But how?! I can't get to her! Damnit!' he pounded his fist on the bed.
Syaoran's mother walked into the room. "Syaoran," she began.
"Don't talk to me," he snapped.
"Syaoran, I have convinced the elders to let you go back to Japan," she said.
"What?" he asked, shocked.
"But if you do, you can not be part of the clan any longer," his mother's eyes were downcast.
Syaoran made a quick, important decision. "Can I still keep in contact with you and my sisters?"
"Yes, but you will be excluded from all the other things that we, as a clan, do," his mother was close to tears.
"I must go," he said.
"Yes," tears had begun to fall from his mother's eyes.
"Sakura is in danger, I must go to her."
"Yes, I've known you had loved her since you came back."
The next morning Syaoran was all packed and heading for the airport.
'I'm coming Sakura,' he thought.
As the plane took off Syaoran's mother stood at the window, teary eyed, taking a last long look at her son.
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kawaiisayurichan: hmmmm usagi: soo sweet! kawaiisayurichan: really? usagi: yeah kawaiisayurichan: thanx usagi: ur welcome kawaiisayurichan: press the review button down there... usagi: okies kawaiisayurchan: come on... usagi: ok kawaiisayurichan: hrm usagi: what? kawaiisayurichan: erm usagi:. . . kawaiisayurichan: i ran out of stuff to write usagi: . . kawaiisayurichan: see usagi: . . kawaiisayurichan: ummm, blah blah blah usagi: huh? kawaiisayurichan: i'm bored usagi: erm. ok kawaiisayurichan: till next time minna usagi: ja ne kawaiisayurichan: ja ne!