I'm not helpless... anymore

By Bunnyluvr
Prologue

*Flashback*
Back in her room, safe and sound, Tomoyo flopped down on her bed, barely managing to hold in her tears. Her eyes held sadness deeper, greater, than anyone her age should've gone through. It would make you want to cry just looking at them. Her eyes were the one and only keyhole, into which a very cunning person could peek through, into her soul, her mind, her heart.

If someone wise, experienced, someone who had traveled the world many times over, if someone who understood feelings of the heart looked into those eyes, they would instantly know what she felt, how she felt, whom those feelings were towards.

If those large, forever heavy, but rather beautiful deep amethyst eyes were ever looked into, the looker would know that she was sad, oh-so-sad, but refusing to believe it, refusing to move on. They would know that she was rejected, tricked by her sly mind into believing to be happy, but knowing, a message from her heart, that she was sad.

If they kept watching, they would notice whom the feelings were directed at. Surprisingly, they would find Li had the most of her feelings, not affection, but feelings. Her feelings toward Li were very uncertain jealousy, for a split second it was there but for the rest of the time, not a flicker. She felt happy for him; he should be among the happiest. She had a certain friendship with him, but not all that strong. She strived to make sure that he was happy, knowing that if he wasn't, Kinomoto would be troubled. She also made sure his mom never tried to bring him home again, and, succeeded, as being among the richest plus the connections that came with it had its advantages. She would never forget the huge hole in Kinomoto's heart when Li left that Tomoyo could no longer fill in. Those terrible, despicable days of sadness. Tomoyo was no longer number one in Kinomoto's life and never would be again.

Kinomoto- oh, those feelings should've been quite obvious, but, somehow, they weren't. Only one of the people she knew noticed. He wasn't even that close to her. Kinomoto, she figured, was too caught up in her own happiness to ever notice anything but Li these days. Well, Tomoyo loved her. It was a feeling that never should've forced its way into Tomoyo's life, or maybe she would've been happily spending the day with someone else right now. But Sakura's happiness should be her own. It should, and no matter what, she would force herself to go by that policy. Yes, her only feeling towards Kinomoto was love.

Her mother- oh, she just might be at the bottom of this. Because of her absence, Tomoyo was lonely. It was probably her fault that Tomoyo tricked herself into loving Kinomoto. What she felt for Kinomoto was a cousinly love. She /i she loved, but it was probably only because Kinomoto was the only one she was that close to. If she had gotten to be a close friend to someone else, she would find that she felt for them as she did with Kinomoto, she just hadn't known any friendship other than Kinomoto. But she was just so caught up in Kinomoto, that she never thought she needed anyone else. But she did.

And that was the cause of her downfall.

*End of flashback*
Tomoyo changed over those 7 years. She was now almost 18. She had gotten a job as a singer, actor, and clothes designer, and she had quickly made it to the top. She, as the most popular teen idol, should've been the happiest person in the world. She was rich, famous, popular at her school, and breathtakingly beautiful. Sometimes she modeled as side jobs, as if she didn't have her hands full with homework, acting, singing, and designing. But this was all just to use up her time. She wouldn't have time to be sad, she figured.

She didn't have any friends. She didn't want to have her heart broken again. It had already been broken countless times. First, was Sakura: love, sad, move on. Then, there was the countless number of boys she dated that, after one date, she found already had girlfriends. Then, there was Eriol. Many dates, many an intimate moment. Then- RIP went her heart, as, once again, Eriol, who she thought would be her soul mate, left her- for a blonde, rich, only-nice-around-Eriol girl. If she didn't "love" Sakura, she wouldn't have tried to move on, never would've dated anyone. But, she thought she did, and because of it, she was a mess.

Now, because her heart had been shattered so many times, she had developed a completely different style. She was no longer the sweet, innocent, polite girl everyone used to know, back when she was a child.

She had become a tough, "darn beautiful," 'get-out-of-my-face,' snobbish, 'Daidouji-san-or-sama-to-you,' 16-year-old, wealthy shrew. She called uNO ONE/u by their first name. And she never added -san or anything else, except to her teachers.

Anyone who approached her, maybe asking for a date, was found an hour later with a black eye and, sometimes, a few limbs broken, stuffed in a random person's locker. Now that everyone she used to know and love had ruined her life, if made her day a day by ruining someone else's. For, when she was 14, Kinomoto had gone back to Hong Kong with Li, about a year after he came to visit (taking Li [Meiling] with them). Her mother died a month later, and, of course, Hiiragizawa had left way before, to be with his new girlfriend in England. Mihara (Chiharu), her family, along with Yamazaki (Takashi), and his family, had gone on a long cruise around the States. The rest of the Kinomoto family and Tsukishiro had followed Kinomoto (Sakura) a bit after her mother died. Mizuki had gone back to England when she and Hiiragizawa had broken up. Akizuki and Sun had gone, of course, with Hiiragizawa. Yanagisawa's (Naoko) father had found a job in a town southward, and she never visited. Sasaki (Rika) and Terada had both moved somewhere together.
So, Tomoyo had moved to northern Japan.

There were 2 more changes, both major.

Tomoyo had also become more flashy in her choice of clothes. She wasn't afraid to wear clothes that... showed things. Nothing was too skimpy for her. It was also easier to ruin boys' lives that way.

And the last change, she was a... martial artist, so to speak. She had a power of her own. After so much sadness - not tears, never tears. Daidouji Tomoyo /i cried. -fate had given her a break and blessed her with powers. She- by herself- had learned to control them, and now she was unbeatable. She was physically strong, too. She had been training herself ever since she moved. She was /i strong. Not that she had any enemies to beat, but, if anyone from her past ever visited, she would be ready...
END OF CHAPPIE!!!!
How was that for a prologue? Basically, Tomoyo is almost the exact opposite of herself. Very, very OOC.

Nothing is owned except the storyline!!!
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