A new beginning - chapter 1. Part B
"Learning just a little more"
Coco cookie: Okay folks! Part B of chapter 1 is here. This chapter will explain why Sakura's staff won't work. It is quite loooonnnngg so watch out for dat. Ooo! Two of our fave characters are also gonna arrive . . . now I wonder who.
Key: Words in braces are thoughts. The starry things indicate a new setting in the story
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All three of them sat comfortably in Tomoyo's room. For once, the plate of snacks were able to last more then a few seconds - the whole crew had other things on their minds.
"Even though the card is trapped, won't people be able to see it?" Sakura asked.
"Don't worry about that - people of 0 power won't sense or see a thing" replied Kero confidently.
"Then how come Meiling and I can?" questioned Tomoyo puzzled.
"Well, " replied Kero , "You and Meiling have been around the cards and the clow power for so long, that they find you guys safe and comfortable people to know all this."
Tomoyo smiled happily - she had always felt rather out of place when she witnessed magic.
Suddenly Kero's voice became business-like and serious as they came to the main part of their discussion. He stared straight into Sakura's eyes as he spoke.
"I had forgotten to tell you about the Clow Reed's past, that in some way or the other, links to this new force, your dream and the reason why your staff won't seal."
Tentatively, Sakura and Tomoyo edged closer to listen. Kero closed his eyes and folded his arms as he spoke.
"I always thought the past was a myth - fake and unreal. Also Clow Reed never talked about it to Yue or me. I guess he wanted to leave it all behind."
"Hoe . . . what are you talking about?"
"Clow Reed had an brother, whose name was Musaki. When they were just children, his brother was banished by the world of magic because he used his powers for evil. He was not safe to be around with.
For over 20 years, Clow Reed never heard from his brother - but Musaki heard about him. He had a jade basin that showed him everything a person was doing - no matter where the person was. Musaki saw how powerful Clow Reed had become and the Clow deck of 62 cards-"
"Hoe?! But there's only 52 cards!"
"I'm getting there. Clow Reed had made 62 cards and another deck called the 'Power of Posses'. This deck contained only 4 cards but was extremely powerful. Pretty soon, Clow Reed was made the best sorceress in history.
But ofcourse Musaki was not at all pleased. He had always been the more superior one - not Clow. So soon his little jealousy soon grew to an insane mass of anger.
Musaki then spent the next few years working on a secret force - one he called the 'Magical gems'. They were destructive spirits that when sealed into their gem forms, gave their master extreme power. When let out, they were an incredible force that obeyed every task - evil or not evil.
Soon the greatest battle ever began. It lasted for a very long time - and just when it seemed they were equal, Musaki Reed converted 10 of the Clow cards into his own evil deck."
Sakura's eyes widened in shock. "Don't the cards know Musaki is their enemy?"
"Well you see Sakura, the cards always respect and admire someone they think is powerful. After witnessing the spirits of the gems, they couldn't help but feel rather curious toward Musaki. That is one reason why he managed to convert them.
The other reason is this. Those 10 cards were the newest ones Clow Reed had created - therefore they weren't as loyal or knew him as well as the other 52 cards. So in other words, they regarded him more as a stranger then a friend.
Anyway, when Musaki saw that they were slightly interested in joining his side, he immediately took action. He knew that the cards were too pure and that he was too evil - the difference between them would be a problem. But he also knew, that the cards liked extreme power - if he could accomplice their wish for this, it would put aside all their differences.
So he poured as much of his power into an amethyst stone. This was extremely risky as he could easily die from using so much of his energy. This would give Clow Reed the perfect chance to defeat him.
Also, there was the chance his plan may not even work - he was too evil and the cards were too pure. That difference could only be ignored if he satisfied their thirst for a respectable and powerful leader.
But his plan worked - the enormous power he obtained in the amethyst stone convinced the 10 cards to join him. Even the 'Power of Posses' deck turned against Clow Reed and named Musaki as their new master. But still, with so much of his power gone, he was easily defeated. The stone was taken away by Clow Reed - and eversince, none of the cards have been seen." Kero paused. "Well . . . until today."
"But Kero, this still doesn't explain why I can't seal them!" Sakura's cried.
"I'm getting there. Once the cards joined forces with Musaki, they turned evil - they were no longer the pure, good cards they were designed to be. That is why your staff can't control them - you have the power of Clow Reed, who is now their enemy."
Sakura nodded. [Finally I understand all of this.]
"Then Kero, how can I capture the cards? They won't obey me at all!"
For a moment he was silent, thinking intently in his cute pose. Then suddenly he clicked his fingers (eh paws) when he came to the solution.
"We must find the amethyst stone!"
"What?" "Hoe?"
Kero nodded. "The gem will draw the cards to us - just like it did for Musaki."
"But Kero," corrected Tomoyo, "where is the gem? We could be searching the whole world for it!"
"Well," replied Kero confidently," there are 2 places where the stone could be found." He held up his paw and ticked off the first point.
"The most likely place is the mansion of the Chinese Clan. They are the direct descendants of Clow Reed - therefore also being the descendent of Musaki. Since Clow Reed took the stone when Musaki was defeated, it should be in the possession of the Clan right now."
The Kero held up his second finger. "And the other place the gem could be found in is," he cleared his throat embarrassed, "eh, it could be anywhere."
BAM! Sakura and Tomoyo fell onto the floor.
"What?" exclaimed Kero, defensively. His yellow face was slightly red. "I don't know everything!"
* * * * * Straight after they had finished their conversation, Kero went to pig out on the food (well what ya expect from him?).
Sakura watched him silently, then turned to ask Tomoyo something. "Tomoyo?"
Tomoyo looked up from the dress she was working on. "Hai?"
In a rather puzzled voice, Sakura said, "You know what? I keep on having this weird feeling that Syaoran is part of the clan - isn't that so strange!"
Trying her best to look clueless and innocent, Tomoyo smiled. [With her cute face all puzzled, it's so hard to keep a straight face.]
"Yes Sakura - that is really strange. I mean, there's absolutely nooo way he could be part of the clan. He he - oh, and did I mention he's not part of the clan?"
Sakura stared surprised at her. [I've never seen her so hectic before - it's like as if she's hiding something from me.] Sakura narrowed her eyes. [Could she?]
Noticing the fact that Sakura was suspecting something, Tomoyo expertly changed the subject. She whipped out a notepad and pen.
"Now we've gotta find some excuse that would explain why we must go to China."
Sakura nodded in agreement - she looked around the room for inspirations. [Hmm . . . now what am I good at . . . ] Suddenly her eyes sparkled as she came up with an idea.
"Many times I've been excused from school because of dance competitions. We could pretend another one is on in China!"
"Ooo! Brilliant Sakura!" exclaimed Tomoyo as she jotted it down on her notepad. "Now, " continued Tomoyo, "I'll prepare the air fares and your dress costume-"
"Hoe! It's only a fake competition!"
"Sakura, we need to find a way into the Clan mansion. And we'll do that by saying we were called upon to perform for them."
Sakura smiled her 100% kawaii smile. Tomoyo giggled. [How will Li-kun ever resist you when you look like that?]
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"You look so stunning Sakura!"
They were in China, which meant that amazingly, their plan had worked. No one suspected a thing - even super careful Touya. (Well he was - but not as much as usual.)
~FLASHBACK~
"Watch out for all chinese boys, they're nothing but self-centered brats."
Sakura sighed. "Touya, I'm there to dance - I probably won't even meet a guy personally-"
"And if any of them dare touch you, I'll kill them!"
"Hoe-"
"But you have to call me first. Do you remember the home number?"
Trying her best to sneak out the door, Sakura replied, "Well duh Touya! I've been reciting the home number for 10 years-"
"How about my mobile?"
"04127747-"
"And the police, ambulance, fire brigade and government too?"
~FLASHBACK ENDS~
Sakura was dressed in another one of Tomoyo's creations. It was a most stunning, icy blue dress. It was strapless but clung to her arms with sexy, folds of material that draped casually down. The dress was long and slit on both sides of her legs - it clung perfectly to her body. Not only that, but the iciness of her dress brought out her eyes like jewels; sparkling and joyful.
Her hair was done up in a high ponytail with graceful wisps of hair floating around her bangs. Her once straight hair had now formed its own natural waviness - making her seem even more irresistible.
"Tomoyo . . . " Sakura whined. "Must I have to do this dance? You made this one so," she paused blushing, "showy. They're total strangers - I don't want to totally show off my body!"
[Oh yes you do,] Tomoyo thought mischievously. [I want Syaoran's first glance at you to be one he'll never forget.] "Oh don't worry, you'll be fine."
Sakura sighed. [I guess she's right - what matters is that we find the gem.] She unclicked her bag and released Kero. He flew out in a flash, yelled, "The cardcaptors are back in business!"
"Kero!" hissed Sakura. She pointed over to the guard that was standing at the entrance.
Sakura glanced down at her arm. [How funny - it feels so light.] She placed a hand on her head, which had also been pounding from a headache. [What's wrong with me?]
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"Hello. I am the agent for the star dancer Sakura." Tomoyo, who was dressed in a very business-like way, gracefully presented Sakura to the guard. Sakura curtsied, sweeping her skirts in a most alluring way.
"We were invited to perform for the Clan - here is the invitation that we received." Still keeping an air of wealth and superiority in her actions, she took out a formal looking document.
The guard suspiciously inspected it, mumbling in chinese to himself. Sakura caught Tomoyo's eye and both felt their hearts pounding nervously. Tomoyo had spent hours perfecting the invitation - Sakura had even used the illusion to the make a final touch.
After a few seconds of silence between them, the guard took out his speaker. He punched in a few numbers and once someone had picked it up on the other end, he began speaking in rapid chinese.
Sakura watched confused - unlike Tomoyo who understood several languages, she only knew japanese.
Finally the guard faced them again. He spoke to them in japanese - slow and accented but understandable.
"I just rang up one of the Clan relatives - he said he had ordered no entertainment at all."
Trying her best to appear calm, Tomoyo replied evenly, "That is wrong sir. I have the invitation to prove the fact that we were invited - there must be some mistake."
"I know, " he replied rather impatiently. "That is also what I told him. So Mr H (hope you don't mind me calling him that - his name's too long and I dunno how to spelt it either) says he would like to inspect the invitation as well - if he approves, she shall perform."
He cast menacing eyes onto Sakura, as if warning her that he knew that she was a fake. Then unbarring the huge steel door, he said, "Walk straight ahead - he shall meet you under the terrace."
Once Sakura and Tomoyo walked into the front garden, they were mystified. The place was enormous - it could do well for a modern palace. Carved statues and fountains decorated the place with a carpet of flowers of every colour. Every tree and blade of grass looked so neatly arranged that they even felt afraid of touching it in anyway.
"Hoe, I never knew the clan could be so rich!" exclaimed Sakura wide-eyed.
[Correction. We never knew Li-kun was so rich] thought Tomoyo. She was a fairly wealthy person, but even her life was never anywhere near this.
As they walked on, the marble terrace became more visible - including the person who was there waiting for them. The man was tall and well built, with hair that almost seemed blue. Under his round glasses, he had stunning sapphire eyes.
Once Tomoyo's and his gaze met, they both stared at each other astonished. But their flabbergasted expressions soon retained themselves.
"I see you are the agent and dancer who requested to perform here?" he asked in a formal tone.
Tomoyo hid back a smile. [Good - he's doing exactly what I want him to do.] "No you have gotten it wrong - you were the one who called upon us," she replied in a voice as distant as his.
"Very well then. Just hand me the 'so called invitation' and I will check to see if it is really real or not."
Sakura watched silently from the side. [How funny - I could have sworn I've seen him somewhere. The name even seems familiar.] She glanced between him and Tomoyo. [I could also have sworn I saw them smiling at each other - but now they're acting like total strangers.]
Eroil handed the paper back with a respectable bow. "Apologies. I see it is truly genuine - not only that, but I now remember sending that invitation. Must have totally slipped my mind."
Suddenly he clapped his hands, and immediately, a servant appeared. Looking back at Tomoyo, he said, "Follow her - she shall lead you to the performance room. Let's say the dance begins at 11 o.k? You have half an hour to prepare."
With an honorable bow, Tomoyo replied, "Thank you." Then signaling to Sakura, they both followed the servant.
As their figures dimmed, Eroil cast his gaze onto Sakura - the first time he had actually taken a good look at her. Although he only had a back view of her, he still gaped unbelievably. The little 10-year-old he had once remembered, was now almost a grown woman. [Still, why would they come here? Just to see Syaoran?]
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"This better be a fantastic show Eroil, "Syaoran growled. He was much annoyed at being dragged out into the hall just to watch a stupid performance. "If you haven't noticed, I've got more meaningful things to do."
Eroil just smiled, ignoring everything he just heard - only to make Syaoran angrier. Then leaning back on his chair, he stared out at the darkened stage. [You wouldn't be thinking the same when Sakura dances onto the stage.]
"I'm sure you'll like this one my cute descendent."
Syaoran glared angrily (well as much as he could - afterall, they were in a total dark room) "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that!"
"What? Who me?" Eroil replied innocently.
Trying his best to resist the urge to strangle Eroil, he took a deep breath. Then he glanced around the crowded hall until his eyes fell onto the elders. By the look of it, they weren't too happy about being interrupted too.
[Even better,] Syaoran thought [If they hate this as much as I do, we can all murder Eroil together.] Suddenly, light yet emotional music filled the room - its enchanting power rebounding off the walls and surrounding them. Syaoran flinched. He felt magic - someone who was standing there in the dark had clow magic.
Syaoran shifted closer toward the edge of his seat. He tried his best to make out any people on the stage, but the darkness made his plans fail.
Then as suddenly as the music began, a spotlight appeared on the stage. And in the light, posed gracefully, was a young girl. She kept her face hidden as she remained unmoved, but her beauty seemed as visible as ever. Syaoran felt his heart give a sudden jump as if he recognized her. [Such gleaming brown hair - long and wavy.] Then the girl moved, sweeping her skirts and arms into another position. She was lithe and slender with long legs and pale, princess-like skin.
Then as the almost eerie music sped up, she finally looked up. Syaoran stared wide-eyed in surprise. It wasn't because she was ugly - far from that - but her eyes were a stunning green. [There's only one girl who has eyes like that - Sakura!]
He glanced over at Eroil, who was vastly absorbed in her dance moves.
"You knew this all along didn't you?" asked Syaoran quietly. For once, his voice was rather soft as if he couldn't decide whether to be angry or thrilled.
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[Shake hips, smile.] The music sped up even more. [To the left, to the right.] Sakura moved perfectly with the music, reciting her moves as she went.
Knowing that everyone's gaze was on her, she looked around the audience to calm her thoughts. It had always helped her feel less nervous when she focused her dance moves on someone. This way, it helped her forget the fact that so many people were watching her.
Her eyes skimmed the audience - she saw old, formal looking men who were watching her with beady, criticizing eyes. And there were four young women in the first row who were admiring and cooing over her every move.
But her attention was focused most on a boy near the back. He sat next to the cute fellow she and Tomoyo had met earlier that day. Sakura couldn't help but feel her knees weaken at the sight of him; he was unbelievably handsome with dark brown bangs that hung mysteriously over his eyes. [And his eyes too] Sakura thought [seem so cryptic and even familiar.]
[Then in that case,] Sakura thought as she flashed her melting smile to him [I'll dedicate this dance to you.]
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Syaoran gaped as he saw her smile at him. Now every sexy move she made, it seemed like she was doing it all for him. [Does she recognize me?] He wondered.
"Enjoying this now?" asked Eroil wickedly from beside him.
Syaoran blushed - Eroil had probably seen him staring at Sakura all along. From all the training he had been taught, he knew he shouldn't bother with anything like this - but he couldn't help it; she looked stunning and totally beautiful. [I could just watch her all day - hey!]
The room suddenly clouded up in smoke - the horrible substance forcing its way up everyone's mouths and nose. The music had now been replaced with the sounds of choking and sputtering. Syaoran focused his mind onto the stage - he could not sense any of Sakura's power. [She must have planned this all along.] he thought as he got out of his seat. Then grabbing Eroil by the arm, they both found their way toward the door. [Still, why would she do this?]
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"It should be this way, " whispered Kero as he flew ahead of them.
They turned another corner, and then down a staircase until finally, they reached a glass door that was framed by gold.
Sakura shuddered as she placed her fingers over the door handle. "I feel like such a theif."
"I don't, "remarked Tomoyo cheerfully as she viewed in on Sakura's face with her videocamera. "This is just so fun! It is just too bad you insisted on not changing into the other costume I made for you." She sighed as she stared disappointed at the clothes that was in her bag.
Sakura turned the handle slowly as thoughts of being sent to jail sailed through her mind. But there were no guards in the room who were going to shoot holes in them - nor ferocious dogs who could easily break their bones. Instead, it was empty and silent.
Cautiously, the three of them walked in. Just like all the other rooms they had passed, this one was also richly decorated with chinese symbols and exotic furniture. This particular room though, looked more like a mini museum.
There were displays behind glass and each had a name describing what they were. As Sakura took a brief glance around them, she saw swords, arrows, garments and even scrolls.
"Look, we'll spilt up and search for the gem. Remember - it's an amethyst." With these commanding words from Kero, the three went off in their different directions.
Sakura walked astonished along the displays - everything she passed had some magical feel to it. Then after item after item, she felt anxious. [We haven't found the gem at all so far - what if it's not here?] Thoughts of searching every crook and cranny of the earth filled her mind and immediately she felt weak. Suddenly she stumbled and everything in her vision became blurred.
[Why am I so sick today? I can't even walk properly - and I'm supposed to be a great athlete.]
"Sakura! Kero! I've found it!" Tomoyo's excited cry woke Sakura up briefly, and she suddenly felt stronger. Hurriedly, she rushed over to where Tomoyo was.
"See? It's here, " Tomoyo indicated the gem with her finger. Sakura smiled in awe - the light reflected the gem's beauty and it seemed so alluring, that she just wanted to hold it tight.
Lifting the glass case carefully, she held out a hand to grasp the gem. It was rather large - fitting perfectly into her palm. Suddenly footsteps adored the air - Sakura and Tomoyo gasped. The guards were after them!
In a flash, the three hurriedly raced out the door and down a hallway. They had no idea where they were heading - their only thought was to lose the guards. Suddenly they came across a red door marked in chinese.
Since the footsteps seemed to be getting closer, they charged through. But this way only led them to what seemed like an ongoing hall of doors. Not knowing which one to go through, they just ran straight ahead.
Sakura, who was the most behind of the three, suddenly felt her legs becoming jelly. With every step she took, her head swarm and pounded. Her vision also became blurred and she could barely make out the outlines of anything.
Then finally unable to move any further, Sakura fainted - only to be caught by strong arms.
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Coco cookie: ooo! Told ya our fave characters would arrive! Well, at least Syaoran is mine - he's such a spunky hunk! He is such da cutest and koolest guy eva - it's just too bad there aren't no guys like him in real life. Oh and read on!
Coco cookie: Okay folks! Part B of chapter 1 is here. This chapter will explain why Sakura's staff won't work. It is quite loooonnnngg so watch out for dat. Ooo! Two of our fave characters are also gonna arrive . . . now I wonder who.
Key: Words in braces are thoughts. The starry things indicate a new setting in the story
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All three of them sat comfortably in Tomoyo's room. For once, the plate of snacks were able to last more then a few seconds - the whole crew had other things on their minds.
"Even though the card is trapped, won't people be able to see it?" Sakura asked.
"Don't worry about that - people of 0 power won't sense or see a thing" replied Kero confidently.
"Then how come Meiling and I can?" questioned Tomoyo puzzled.
"Well, " replied Kero , "You and Meiling have been around the cards and the clow power for so long, that they find you guys safe and comfortable people to know all this."
Tomoyo smiled happily - she had always felt rather out of place when she witnessed magic.
Suddenly Kero's voice became business-like and serious as they came to the main part of their discussion. He stared straight into Sakura's eyes as he spoke.
"I had forgotten to tell you about the Clow Reed's past, that in some way or the other, links to this new force, your dream and the reason why your staff won't seal."
Tentatively, Sakura and Tomoyo edged closer to listen. Kero closed his eyes and folded his arms as he spoke.
"I always thought the past was a myth - fake and unreal. Also Clow Reed never talked about it to Yue or me. I guess he wanted to leave it all behind."
"Hoe . . . what are you talking about?"
"Clow Reed had an brother, whose name was Musaki. When they were just children, his brother was banished by the world of magic because he used his powers for evil. He was not safe to be around with.
For over 20 years, Clow Reed never heard from his brother - but Musaki heard about him. He had a jade basin that showed him everything a person was doing - no matter where the person was. Musaki saw how powerful Clow Reed had become and the Clow deck of 62 cards-"
"Hoe?! But there's only 52 cards!"
"I'm getting there. Clow Reed had made 62 cards and another deck called the 'Power of Posses'. This deck contained only 4 cards but was extremely powerful. Pretty soon, Clow Reed was made the best sorceress in history.
But ofcourse Musaki was not at all pleased. He had always been the more superior one - not Clow. So soon his little jealousy soon grew to an insane mass of anger.
Musaki then spent the next few years working on a secret force - one he called the 'Magical gems'. They were destructive spirits that when sealed into their gem forms, gave their master extreme power. When let out, they were an incredible force that obeyed every task - evil or not evil.
Soon the greatest battle ever began. It lasted for a very long time - and just when it seemed they were equal, Musaki Reed converted 10 of the Clow cards into his own evil deck."
Sakura's eyes widened in shock. "Don't the cards know Musaki is their enemy?"
"Well you see Sakura, the cards always respect and admire someone they think is powerful. After witnessing the spirits of the gems, they couldn't help but feel rather curious toward Musaki. That is one reason why he managed to convert them.
The other reason is this. Those 10 cards were the newest ones Clow Reed had created - therefore they weren't as loyal or knew him as well as the other 52 cards. So in other words, they regarded him more as a stranger then a friend.
Anyway, when Musaki saw that they were slightly interested in joining his side, he immediately took action. He knew that the cards were too pure and that he was too evil - the difference between them would be a problem. But he also knew, that the cards liked extreme power - if he could accomplice their wish for this, it would put aside all their differences.
So he poured as much of his power into an amethyst stone. This was extremely risky as he could easily die from using so much of his energy. This would give Clow Reed the perfect chance to defeat him.
Also, there was the chance his plan may not even work - he was too evil and the cards were too pure. That difference could only be ignored if he satisfied their thirst for a respectable and powerful leader.
But his plan worked - the enormous power he obtained in the amethyst stone convinced the 10 cards to join him. Even the 'Power of Posses' deck turned against Clow Reed and named Musaki as their new master. But still, with so much of his power gone, he was easily defeated. The stone was taken away by Clow Reed - and eversince, none of the cards have been seen." Kero paused. "Well . . . until today."
"But Kero, this still doesn't explain why I can't seal them!" Sakura's cried.
"I'm getting there. Once the cards joined forces with Musaki, they turned evil - they were no longer the pure, good cards they were designed to be. That is why your staff can't control them - you have the power of Clow Reed, who is now their enemy."
Sakura nodded. [Finally I understand all of this.]
"Then Kero, how can I capture the cards? They won't obey me at all!"
For a moment he was silent, thinking intently in his cute pose. Then suddenly he clicked his fingers (eh paws) when he came to the solution.
"We must find the amethyst stone!"
"What?" "Hoe?"
Kero nodded. "The gem will draw the cards to us - just like it did for Musaki."
"But Kero," corrected Tomoyo, "where is the gem? We could be searching the whole world for it!"
"Well," replied Kero confidently," there are 2 places where the stone could be found." He held up his paw and ticked off the first point.
"The most likely place is the mansion of the Chinese Clan. They are the direct descendants of Clow Reed - therefore also being the descendent of Musaki. Since Clow Reed took the stone when Musaki was defeated, it should be in the possession of the Clan right now."
The Kero held up his second finger. "And the other place the gem could be found in is," he cleared his throat embarrassed, "eh, it could be anywhere."
BAM! Sakura and Tomoyo fell onto the floor.
"What?" exclaimed Kero, defensively. His yellow face was slightly red. "I don't know everything!"
* * * * * Straight after they had finished their conversation, Kero went to pig out on the food (well what ya expect from him?).
Sakura watched him silently, then turned to ask Tomoyo something. "Tomoyo?"
Tomoyo looked up from the dress she was working on. "Hai?"
In a rather puzzled voice, Sakura said, "You know what? I keep on having this weird feeling that Syaoran is part of the clan - isn't that so strange!"
Trying her best to look clueless and innocent, Tomoyo smiled. [With her cute face all puzzled, it's so hard to keep a straight face.]
"Yes Sakura - that is really strange. I mean, there's absolutely nooo way he could be part of the clan. He he - oh, and did I mention he's not part of the clan?"
Sakura stared surprised at her. [I've never seen her so hectic before - it's like as if she's hiding something from me.] Sakura narrowed her eyes. [Could she?]
Noticing the fact that Sakura was suspecting something, Tomoyo expertly changed the subject. She whipped out a notepad and pen.
"Now we've gotta find some excuse that would explain why we must go to China."
Sakura nodded in agreement - she looked around the room for inspirations. [Hmm . . . now what am I good at . . . ] Suddenly her eyes sparkled as she came up with an idea.
"Many times I've been excused from school because of dance competitions. We could pretend another one is on in China!"
"Ooo! Brilliant Sakura!" exclaimed Tomoyo as she jotted it down on her notepad. "Now, " continued Tomoyo, "I'll prepare the air fares and your dress costume-"
"Hoe! It's only a fake competition!"
"Sakura, we need to find a way into the Clan mansion. And we'll do that by saying we were called upon to perform for them."
Sakura smiled her 100% kawaii smile. Tomoyo giggled. [How will Li-kun ever resist you when you look like that?]
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"You look so stunning Sakura!"
They were in China, which meant that amazingly, their plan had worked. No one suspected a thing - even super careful Touya. (Well he was - but not as much as usual.)
~FLASHBACK~
"Watch out for all chinese boys, they're nothing but self-centered brats."
Sakura sighed. "Touya, I'm there to dance - I probably won't even meet a guy personally-"
"And if any of them dare touch you, I'll kill them!"
"Hoe-"
"But you have to call me first. Do you remember the home number?"
Trying her best to sneak out the door, Sakura replied, "Well duh Touya! I've been reciting the home number for 10 years-"
"How about my mobile?"
"04127747-"
"And the police, ambulance, fire brigade and government too?"
~FLASHBACK ENDS~
Sakura was dressed in another one of Tomoyo's creations. It was a most stunning, icy blue dress. It was strapless but clung to her arms with sexy, folds of material that draped casually down. The dress was long and slit on both sides of her legs - it clung perfectly to her body. Not only that, but the iciness of her dress brought out her eyes like jewels; sparkling and joyful.
Her hair was done up in a high ponytail with graceful wisps of hair floating around her bangs. Her once straight hair had now formed its own natural waviness - making her seem even more irresistible.
"Tomoyo . . . " Sakura whined. "Must I have to do this dance? You made this one so," she paused blushing, "showy. They're total strangers - I don't want to totally show off my body!"
[Oh yes you do,] Tomoyo thought mischievously. [I want Syaoran's first glance at you to be one he'll never forget.] "Oh don't worry, you'll be fine."
Sakura sighed. [I guess she's right - what matters is that we find the gem.] She unclicked her bag and released Kero. He flew out in a flash, yelled, "The cardcaptors are back in business!"
"Kero!" hissed Sakura. She pointed over to the guard that was standing at the entrance.
Sakura glanced down at her arm. [How funny - it feels so light.] She placed a hand on her head, which had also been pounding from a headache. [What's wrong with me?]
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"Hello. I am the agent for the star dancer Sakura." Tomoyo, who was dressed in a very business-like way, gracefully presented Sakura to the guard. Sakura curtsied, sweeping her skirts in a most alluring way.
"We were invited to perform for the Clan - here is the invitation that we received." Still keeping an air of wealth and superiority in her actions, she took out a formal looking document.
The guard suspiciously inspected it, mumbling in chinese to himself. Sakura caught Tomoyo's eye and both felt their hearts pounding nervously. Tomoyo had spent hours perfecting the invitation - Sakura had even used the illusion to the make a final touch.
After a few seconds of silence between them, the guard took out his speaker. He punched in a few numbers and once someone had picked it up on the other end, he began speaking in rapid chinese.
Sakura watched confused - unlike Tomoyo who understood several languages, she only knew japanese.
Finally the guard faced them again. He spoke to them in japanese - slow and accented but understandable.
"I just rang up one of the Clan relatives - he said he had ordered no entertainment at all."
Trying her best to appear calm, Tomoyo replied evenly, "That is wrong sir. I have the invitation to prove the fact that we were invited - there must be some mistake."
"I know, " he replied rather impatiently. "That is also what I told him. So Mr H (hope you don't mind me calling him that - his name's too long and I dunno how to spelt it either) says he would like to inspect the invitation as well - if he approves, she shall perform."
He cast menacing eyes onto Sakura, as if warning her that he knew that she was a fake. Then unbarring the huge steel door, he said, "Walk straight ahead - he shall meet you under the terrace."
Once Sakura and Tomoyo walked into the front garden, they were mystified. The place was enormous - it could do well for a modern palace. Carved statues and fountains decorated the place with a carpet of flowers of every colour. Every tree and blade of grass looked so neatly arranged that they even felt afraid of touching it in anyway.
"Hoe, I never knew the clan could be so rich!" exclaimed Sakura wide-eyed.
[Correction. We never knew Li-kun was so rich] thought Tomoyo. She was a fairly wealthy person, but even her life was never anywhere near this.
As they walked on, the marble terrace became more visible - including the person who was there waiting for them. The man was tall and well built, with hair that almost seemed blue. Under his round glasses, he had stunning sapphire eyes.
Once Tomoyo's and his gaze met, they both stared at each other astonished. But their flabbergasted expressions soon retained themselves.
"I see you are the agent and dancer who requested to perform here?" he asked in a formal tone.
Tomoyo hid back a smile. [Good - he's doing exactly what I want him to do.] "No you have gotten it wrong - you were the one who called upon us," she replied in a voice as distant as his.
"Very well then. Just hand me the 'so called invitation' and I will check to see if it is really real or not."
Sakura watched silently from the side. [How funny - I could have sworn I've seen him somewhere. The name even seems familiar.] She glanced between him and Tomoyo. [I could also have sworn I saw them smiling at each other - but now they're acting like total strangers.]
Eroil handed the paper back with a respectable bow. "Apologies. I see it is truly genuine - not only that, but I now remember sending that invitation. Must have totally slipped my mind."
Suddenly he clapped his hands, and immediately, a servant appeared. Looking back at Tomoyo, he said, "Follow her - she shall lead you to the performance room. Let's say the dance begins at 11 o.k? You have half an hour to prepare."
With an honorable bow, Tomoyo replied, "Thank you." Then signaling to Sakura, they both followed the servant.
As their figures dimmed, Eroil cast his gaze onto Sakura - the first time he had actually taken a good look at her. Although he only had a back view of her, he still gaped unbelievably. The little 10-year-old he had once remembered, was now almost a grown woman. [Still, why would they come here? Just to see Syaoran?]
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"This better be a fantastic show Eroil, "Syaoran growled. He was much annoyed at being dragged out into the hall just to watch a stupid performance. "If you haven't noticed, I've got more meaningful things to do."
Eroil just smiled, ignoring everything he just heard - only to make Syaoran angrier. Then leaning back on his chair, he stared out at the darkened stage. [You wouldn't be thinking the same when Sakura dances onto the stage.]
"I'm sure you'll like this one my cute descendent."
Syaoran glared angrily (well as much as he could - afterall, they were in a total dark room) "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that!"
"What? Who me?" Eroil replied innocently.
Trying his best to resist the urge to strangle Eroil, he took a deep breath. Then he glanced around the crowded hall until his eyes fell onto the elders. By the look of it, they weren't too happy about being interrupted too.
[Even better,] Syaoran thought [If they hate this as much as I do, we can all murder Eroil together.] Suddenly, light yet emotional music filled the room - its enchanting power rebounding off the walls and surrounding them. Syaoran flinched. He felt magic - someone who was standing there in the dark had clow magic.
Syaoran shifted closer toward the edge of his seat. He tried his best to make out any people on the stage, but the darkness made his plans fail.
Then as suddenly as the music began, a spotlight appeared on the stage. And in the light, posed gracefully, was a young girl. She kept her face hidden as she remained unmoved, but her beauty seemed as visible as ever. Syaoran felt his heart give a sudden jump as if he recognized her. [Such gleaming brown hair - long and wavy.] Then the girl moved, sweeping her skirts and arms into another position. She was lithe and slender with long legs and pale, princess-like skin.
Then as the almost eerie music sped up, she finally looked up. Syaoran stared wide-eyed in surprise. It wasn't because she was ugly - far from that - but her eyes were a stunning green. [There's only one girl who has eyes like that - Sakura!]
He glanced over at Eroil, who was vastly absorbed in her dance moves.
"You knew this all along didn't you?" asked Syaoran quietly. For once, his voice was rather soft as if he couldn't decide whether to be angry or thrilled.
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[Shake hips, smile.] The music sped up even more. [To the left, to the right.] Sakura moved perfectly with the music, reciting her moves as she went.
Knowing that everyone's gaze was on her, she looked around the audience to calm her thoughts. It had always helped her feel less nervous when she focused her dance moves on someone. This way, it helped her forget the fact that so many people were watching her.
Her eyes skimmed the audience - she saw old, formal looking men who were watching her with beady, criticizing eyes. And there were four young women in the first row who were admiring and cooing over her every move.
But her attention was focused most on a boy near the back. He sat next to the cute fellow she and Tomoyo had met earlier that day. Sakura couldn't help but feel her knees weaken at the sight of him; he was unbelievably handsome with dark brown bangs that hung mysteriously over his eyes. [And his eyes too] Sakura thought [seem so cryptic and even familiar.]
[Then in that case,] Sakura thought as she flashed her melting smile to him [I'll dedicate this dance to you.]
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Syaoran gaped as he saw her smile at him. Now every sexy move she made, it seemed like she was doing it all for him. [Does she recognize me?] He wondered.
"Enjoying this now?" asked Eroil wickedly from beside him.
Syaoran blushed - Eroil had probably seen him staring at Sakura all along. From all the training he had been taught, he knew he shouldn't bother with anything like this - but he couldn't help it; she looked stunning and totally beautiful. [I could just watch her all day - hey!]
The room suddenly clouded up in smoke - the horrible substance forcing its way up everyone's mouths and nose. The music had now been replaced with the sounds of choking and sputtering. Syaoran focused his mind onto the stage - he could not sense any of Sakura's power. [She must have planned this all along.] he thought as he got out of his seat. Then grabbing Eroil by the arm, they both found their way toward the door. [Still, why would she do this?]
* * * * *
"It should be this way, " whispered Kero as he flew ahead of them.
They turned another corner, and then down a staircase until finally, they reached a glass door that was framed by gold.
Sakura shuddered as she placed her fingers over the door handle. "I feel like such a theif."
"I don't, "remarked Tomoyo cheerfully as she viewed in on Sakura's face with her videocamera. "This is just so fun! It is just too bad you insisted on not changing into the other costume I made for you." She sighed as she stared disappointed at the clothes that was in her bag.
Sakura turned the handle slowly as thoughts of being sent to jail sailed through her mind. But there were no guards in the room who were going to shoot holes in them - nor ferocious dogs who could easily break their bones. Instead, it was empty and silent.
Cautiously, the three of them walked in. Just like all the other rooms they had passed, this one was also richly decorated with chinese symbols and exotic furniture. This particular room though, looked more like a mini museum.
There were displays behind glass and each had a name describing what they were. As Sakura took a brief glance around them, she saw swords, arrows, garments and even scrolls.
"Look, we'll spilt up and search for the gem. Remember - it's an amethyst." With these commanding words from Kero, the three went off in their different directions.
Sakura walked astonished along the displays - everything she passed had some magical feel to it. Then after item after item, she felt anxious. [We haven't found the gem at all so far - what if it's not here?] Thoughts of searching every crook and cranny of the earth filled her mind and immediately she felt weak. Suddenly she stumbled and everything in her vision became blurred.
[Why am I so sick today? I can't even walk properly - and I'm supposed to be a great athlete.]
"Sakura! Kero! I've found it!" Tomoyo's excited cry woke Sakura up briefly, and she suddenly felt stronger. Hurriedly, she rushed over to where Tomoyo was.
"See? It's here, " Tomoyo indicated the gem with her finger. Sakura smiled in awe - the light reflected the gem's beauty and it seemed so alluring, that she just wanted to hold it tight.
Lifting the glass case carefully, she held out a hand to grasp the gem. It was rather large - fitting perfectly into her palm. Suddenly footsteps adored the air - Sakura and Tomoyo gasped. The guards were after them!
In a flash, the three hurriedly raced out the door and down a hallway. They had no idea where they were heading - their only thought was to lose the guards. Suddenly they came across a red door marked in chinese.
Since the footsteps seemed to be getting closer, they charged through. But this way only led them to what seemed like an ongoing hall of doors. Not knowing which one to go through, they just ran straight ahead.
Sakura, who was the most behind of the three, suddenly felt her legs becoming jelly. With every step she took, her head swarm and pounded. Her vision also became blurred and she could barely make out the outlines of anything.
Then finally unable to move any further, Sakura fainted - only to be caught by strong arms.
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Coco cookie: ooo! Told ya our fave characters would arrive! Well, at least Syaoran is mine - he's such a spunky hunk! He is such da cutest and koolest guy eva - it's just too bad there aren't no guys like him in real life. Oh and read on!