A/N- Hiya ppl! I finally got this chapter out.. yay! *does a happy dance* er... yeah. Thanks to all those that reviewed, I appreciated it! Love ya lots! Have fun reading! I don't want to jinx myself to this... but Destruction of Time will probably be out next^-^.
Flowers for my Girl-Chapter 2
Syaoran sat on his bed with his legs stretched out at two in the morning. All night he had been looking through his magic books to find something that would bring back Sakura from the dead.... and stilll he found nothing. Books lay strewn around him, an endless amount of reading material.
"Damn it!" he silently swore.
Flipping through endless pages of worthless information was making him feel sick and tired. 'Give up,' his mind told him. But deep in his heart, he knew he must go on.
"Healing sickness.... nope. Healing mental pain... nope. Healing.... the dead. What? Healing the dead?" Syaoran said with his eyebrows raised. Then he read the passage under healing the dead. "Healing dead is not possible. After all... they are dead."
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!" Syaoran screamed in frustration. Throwing the book across the room, he felt a feeling that was pretty new to him. Being helpless. Not having the power to do something...
Beginning to losing hope, Syaoran fell asleep before he could think another thought....
.... and woke up to bird's chirping on his outside window.
'Why are birds chirping when such awful things happen? Why does the sun keep shining? It shouldn't be such a cheerful looking day. The sky should dark and gloomy, and the birds should shut up on their crazy noises,' Syaoran thought to himself.
Looking at the digital clock beside him, Syaoran was amused to see that it was 10 o'clock. He groaned inwardly and raised himself to a sitting up position. Hanging his legs over the bed, Syaoran sighed.
As if some force was pulling him, Syaoran quickly jumped off his bed. His messy chestnut brown hair matted on top of his head while his wrinkled clothes from the night before encased his body. Stomping to the bathroom, Syaoran cleaned his teeth and got ready for the day before him.
'I still have a few books left... I will give all my heart into finding a way to bring Sakura back from the dead. Nothing will bring me down!' Syaoran thought with renwed firey strength in his heart.
His mind was strong with his greatly needed rest. Looking through the rest of the books he finally stumbled upon what he wanted.
He read aloud a book entry to himself, "Bringing back the dead."
"Bringing back the dead is one of the many wishes that a person desires. For centuries, people have looked for ways of bringing back the dead. If a person died of natural causes, there is no way of bringing back that person from the dead, for they have reached a greater happiness beyond the grave. But if a person died because of magical purposes, then there is a small hope for the mourning heart. For it is said that a person can say a spell and go on a journey to retrieve the body and soul of their loved one. The only problem is is that no one has ever survived through this incredible test of strength and the facts of bringing back the dead are still questioned."
Syaoran took a deap breath. In his mind he thought, 'I'm pretty sure that Sakura died because of the two cards.... that is a magical purpose! Perhaps I can go on this mission to bring her back!'
Reading further in the book Syaoran read aloud, "There are other requirements to bringing back the dead. First, you need to be near the body. If the person has been buried, then above their burial place is ok. That is where the spell will take place. The objects of the spell are as follows:
--Magical source
--Blood of person going on the journey
--Proof of love
These are the three items needed. With the items ready, approach the grave. Pour a few drops of blood on the soil of grave of the dead one. On top of that, put proof of the magical source of which the dead one died. With your proof of love, pour your heart onto the grave. Then say, 'I call upon dead. Give me my chance to bring back (persons name).' Immediatly, somthing out of the normal will occur. These occurances are not not detailed, being as being raised from the dead has not been worked."
'Huh?' Syaoran asked his mind. Some of the words were riddles to him. 'What the heck is, "raindrops of a person"? And what do I do for a magical source?' Syaoran thought puzzled.
Suddenly the thought of magical source came to him. "I got it! Magical source that killed Sakura! It was.... the Clow Cards!! So all I have to do is bring the Light and Dark card with me to the grace. Now... for proof of love, I will just proclaim my love over the buried body!" he yelled assuredly to the open air in front of him.
Syaoran felt renewed hope. But then he remembered that Kero was holding the Clow Cards. 'Stupid me... I should have never given up those cards...'
He couldn't waste time though. So Syaoran immediatly got the Sakura book out and called out for Keroberos, "Keroberos! Come out of your sleep! Come to me! I call you forth! Dumb stuffed animal!!!!!! Show yourself!!!!!!!!!!!"
Slowly, Kero raised out of the book, eyes closed. As soon as he was fully out of the book, the stuffed animal popped his eyes open to show pure rage in his eyes. "Damn you, Li brat!! Get the hell outta here!! Did you not hear me straight when I said... 'Leave me be?!' Ya know, I don't see why Sakura even looked your way... you're an annoying, pesky..."
Syaoran cut in. "Quiet doll! Listen, I need the Light and the Dark card! I promise I will give them back...."
But Kero cut off Syaoran's speech by saying, "Hahahaha! Like I would give you the most two powerful cards in the book! Or even any card! I'm an guardian of these cards! And then you dare call me a doll! No respect! No, kid, I don't owe you anything."
Syaoran's eyes hardened. He yelled, "You don't deserve respect either! Look at you! Calling me annoying and pesky! Listen, ok? I just want the cards to HELP Sakura. I am not going to tell you how I'm going to help her, but I will. And I am perfectly qualified to take care of the cards, I helped Sakura catch them. Without me, she wouldn't not have finished the ordeal and you know it. And anyways, I will never leave you alone till I have those two cards!"
Kero knew that Syaoran spoke the truth. Sighing, he replied, "Well, if you'd never leave me alone.... I guess that I mine as well give you the two cards. But you must bring them back within a reasonable amount of time. And if you don't come back or if something happens and you lose the cards I will hunt you down. Got that?!"
Syaoran breathed in a breath of release. "Thank you, thank you!" he murmured.
Kero reached into the book and pulled out the two cards, the Light and the Dark. Passing them to Syaoran, his paws trembled. "Whatever you are going to do... be careful. To lose more people to the tragedy of death is ridiculus!" he said with a slight smile towards Syaoran.
Syaoran's eyes widened. Quietly he replied, "You're a good guardian, Keroberos. Thank you for the kind words." Taking the cards in his hand, Syaoran swiftly walked of the room.
Kero decided that he would wait for Syaoran outside of the book. Sitting in midair, he pondered what he would do for the day. 'Too bad the Li kid doesn't have any videogames...' he thought to himself.
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Syaoran rushed to the grave of Sakura Kinomoto. Kneeling in front of the gravestone Syaoran planned what he was going to do carefully. Taking out his pocket knife, he slit the palm of his hand. Wincing, Syaoran squeezed a few drops of blood onto the dirt below him. Then he took the two cards out of his pocket and propped them against the gravestone of the grave. "Please let this work! I love you so very much Sakura! More than anything else in the world!" Then he yelled, "I call upon dead. Give me my chance to bring back Sakura Kinomoto!!"
Nothing happened. Syaoran sweatdropped and once again yelled, "I call upon the dead!! Give me my chance to bring back Sakura Kinomoto!!"
And yet nothing happened. "Dammit! Come on! I call upon the dead! I want Sakura Kinomoto back from the dead!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed in fury.
The earth was still. Syaoran ran over the list of what he was suppose to do in his head. 'I did everything he was suppose to!' Syaoran thought helplessly.
Suddenly, he couldn't take it anymore. He started crying. The past few days he had kept his heart strong by not crying for the one he loved because he thought he could bring her back. That it wasn't truly over by Sakura's death. He wanted to be strong for Sakura, strong for himself. But now he realized the awful truth. This whole time he was in denial... not accepting the death of the one he loved and not mourning for her. Syaoran let a few of his teardrops touch the ground before he speedily stood up and ran away. He ran and ran still crying over Sakura. His legs forced him out of the cemetery and back to his hotel.
Meanwhile, the grave he left of Sakura Kinomoto suddenly moved. The gravel started to shake rapidly....
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A/N- Sooooooo how was it? Yeah yeah... I know it is a cliffhanger... but I wanted it to end like that. I hope that you enjoyed it! There really isn't much to say about this chapter, hehe. Please review! I love reviews! Hehehehe.... bye for now!
Flowers for my Girl-Chapter 2
Syaoran sat on his bed with his legs stretched out at two in the morning. All night he had been looking through his magic books to find something that would bring back Sakura from the dead.... and stilll he found nothing. Books lay strewn around him, an endless amount of reading material.
"Damn it!" he silently swore.
Flipping through endless pages of worthless information was making him feel sick and tired. 'Give up,' his mind told him. But deep in his heart, he knew he must go on.
"Healing sickness.... nope. Healing mental pain... nope. Healing.... the dead. What? Healing the dead?" Syaoran said with his eyebrows raised. Then he read the passage under healing the dead. "Healing dead is not possible. After all... they are dead."
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!" Syaoran screamed in frustration. Throwing the book across the room, he felt a feeling that was pretty new to him. Being helpless. Not having the power to do something...
Beginning to losing hope, Syaoran fell asleep before he could think another thought....
.... and woke up to bird's chirping on his outside window.
'Why are birds chirping when such awful things happen? Why does the sun keep shining? It shouldn't be such a cheerful looking day. The sky should dark and gloomy, and the birds should shut up on their crazy noises,' Syaoran thought to himself.
Looking at the digital clock beside him, Syaoran was amused to see that it was 10 o'clock. He groaned inwardly and raised himself to a sitting up position. Hanging his legs over the bed, Syaoran sighed.
As if some force was pulling him, Syaoran quickly jumped off his bed. His messy chestnut brown hair matted on top of his head while his wrinkled clothes from the night before encased his body. Stomping to the bathroom, Syaoran cleaned his teeth and got ready for the day before him.
'I still have a few books left... I will give all my heart into finding a way to bring Sakura back from the dead. Nothing will bring me down!' Syaoran thought with renwed firey strength in his heart.
His mind was strong with his greatly needed rest. Looking through the rest of the books he finally stumbled upon what he wanted.
He read aloud a book entry to himself, "Bringing back the dead."
"Bringing back the dead is one of the many wishes that a person desires. For centuries, people have looked for ways of bringing back the dead. If a person died of natural causes, there is no way of bringing back that person from the dead, for they have reached a greater happiness beyond the grave. But if a person died because of magical purposes, then there is a small hope for the mourning heart. For it is said that a person can say a spell and go on a journey to retrieve the body and soul of their loved one. The only problem is is that no one has ever survived through this incredible test of strength and the facts of bringing back the dead are still questioned."
Syaoran took a deap breath. In his mind he thought, 'I'm pretty sure that Sakura died because of the two cards.... that is a magical purpose! Perhaps I can go on this mission to bring her back!'
Reading further in the book Syaoran read aloud, "There are other requirements to bringing back the dead. First, you need to be near the body. If the person has been buried, then above their burial place is ok. That is where the spell will take place. The objects of the spell are as follows:
--Magical source
--Blood of person going on the journey
--Proof of love
These are the three items needed. With the items ready, approach the grave. Pour a few drops of blood on the soil of grave of the dead one. On top of that, put proof of the magical source of which the dead one died. With your proof of love, pour your heart onto the grave. Then say, 'I call upon dead. Give me my chance to bring back (persons name).' Immediatly, somthing out of the normal will occur. These occurances are not not detailed, being as being raised from the dead has not been worked."
'Huh?' Syaoran asked his mind. Some of the words were riddles to him. 'What the heck is, "raindrops of a person"? And what do I do for a magical source?' Syaoran thought puzzled.
Suddenly the thought of magical source came to him. "I got it! Magical source that killed Sakura! It was.... the Clow Cards!! So all I have to do is bring the Light and Dark card with me to the grace. Now... for proof of love, I will just proclaim my love over the buried body!" he yelled assuredly to the open air in front of him.
Syaoran felt renewed hope. But then he remembered that Kero was holding the Clow Cards. 'Stupid me... I should have never given up those cards...'
He couldn't waste time though. So Syaoran immediatly got the Sakura book out and called out for Keroberos, "Keroberos! Come out of your sleep! Come to me! I call you forth! Dumb stuffed animal!!!!!! Show yourself!!!!!!!!!!!"
Slowly, Kero raised out of the book, eyes closed. As soon as he was fully out of the book, the stuffed animal popped his eyes open to show pure rage in his eyes. "Damn you, Li brat!! Get the hell outta here!! Did you not hear me straight when I said... 'Leave me be?!' Ya know, I don't see why Sakura even looked your way... you're an annoying, pesky..."
Syaoran cut in. "Quiet doll! Listen, I need the Light and the Dark card! I promise I will give them back...."
But Kero cut off Syaoran's speech by saying, "Hahahaha! Like I would give you the most two powerful cards in the book! Or even any card! I'm an guardian of these cards! And then you dare call me a doll! No respect! No, kid, I don't owe you anything."
Syaoran's eyes hardened. He yelled, "You don't deserve respect either! Look at you! Calling me annoying and pesky! Listen, ok? I just want the cards to HELP Sakura. I am not going to tell you how I'm going to help her, but I will. And I am perfectly qualified to take care of the cards, I helped Sakura catch them. Without me, she wouldn't not have finished the ordeal and you know it. And anyways, I will never leave you alone till I have those two cards!"
Kero knew that Syaoran spoke the truth. Sighing, he replied, "Well, if you'd never leave me alone.... I guess that I mine as well give you the two cards. But you must bring them back within a reasonable amount of time. And if you don't come back or if something happens and you lose the cards I will hunt you down. Got that?!"
Syaoran breathed in a breath of release. "Thank you, thank you!" he murmured.
Kero reached into the book and pulled out the two cards, the Light and the Dark. Passing them to Syaoran, his paws trembled. "Whatever you are going to do... be careful. To lose more people to the tragedy of death is ridiculus!" he said with a slight smile towards Syaoran.
Syaoran's eyes widened. Quietly he replied, "You're a good guardian, Keroberos. Thank you for the kind words." Taking the cards in his hand, Syaoran swiftly walked of the room.
Kero decided that he would wait for Syaoran outside of the book. Sitting in midair, he pondered what he would do for the day. 'Too bad the Li kid doesn't have any videogames...' he thought to himself.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Syaoran rushed to the grave of Sakura Kinomoto. Kneeling in front of the gravestone Syaoran planned what he was going to do carefully. Taking out his pocket knife, he slit the palm of his hand. Wincing, Syaoran squeezed a few drops of blood onto the dirt below him. Then he took the two cards out of his pocket and propped them against the gravestone of the grave. "Please let this work! I love you so very much Sakura! More than anything else in the world!" Then he yelled, "I call upon dead. Give me my chance to bring back Sakura Kinomoto!!"
Nothing happened. Syaoran sweatdropped and once again yelled, "I call upon the dead!! Give me my chance to bring back Sakura Kinomoto!!"
And yet nothing happened. "Dammit! Come on! I call upon the dead! I want Sakura Kinomoto back from the dead!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed in fury.
The earth was still. Syaoran ran over the list of what he was suppose to do in his head. 'I did everything he was suppose to!' Syaoran thought helplessly.
Suddenly, he couldn't take it anymore. He started crying. The past few days he had kept his heart strong by not crying for the one he loved because he thought he could bring her back. That it wasn't truly over by Sakura's death. He wanted to be strong for Sakura, strong for himself. But now he realized the awful truth. This whole time he was in denial... not accepting the death of the one he loved and not mourning for her. Syaoran let a few of his teardrops touch the ground before he speedily stood up and ran away. He ran and ran still crying over Sakura. His legs forced him out of the cemetery and back to his hotel.
Meanwhile, the grave he left of Sakura Kinomoto suddenly moved. The gravel started to shake rapidly....
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A/N- Sooooooo how was it? Yeah yeah... I know it is a cliffhanger... but I wanted it to end like that. I hope that you enjoyed it! There really isn't much to say about this chapter, hehe. Please review! I love reviews! Hehehehe.... bye for now!