Wahahahahahhhhh!!! New chapter already!!! ^_^ *dancing and jumping around happily* I can't believe it!!! And I just put this fic out a couple days ago... *shakes head* whew...
Thank you to all the reviewers!!! I promise I'll name all of you personally next chapter. Once again, a HUGE thanks to everyone!! I never thought I'd even get any... ^^;;
Summary: As the bud of a flower opens in spring, so does the heart of a little girl. She greets the world with happiness. She loves life and her family but once fate comes her way, her destiny is forever changed. Thus, the start of Fate's Twisted Destiny.
O.O I forgot a disclaimer last chapter!!!! I can't believe I was so stupid! Oh well, here it is!
Disclaimer:
Sakura: She owns it!
Kero: No, she doesn't!!
Syaoran: OK, Sentori DOESN'T own Cardcaptor Sakura.
Sentori: I could've just said that...
Syaoran, Sakura and Kero: *sweatdrops*
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"The day that I met you, my heart flew to the sky. My soul rejoiced and I felt a new awakening within me..."
-- Sakura's thoughts
Fate's Twisted Destiny
Chapter One: Remembrance
Written by: Sentori
Thirteen-year-old Sakura Kinomoto hunched over her desk, writing a series of maths problems down for her homework. She looked over her shoulder at the ever-annoying alarm clock that was due to sound any minute so she could go out and play. She was nearly finished with math and still had some science and social studies to do, but she figured it could wait. It was a beautiful day, the sun was out and shining, and there were only a few hours of daylight left. It was April, the time when her favourite flowers, cherry blossoms, were out. Their wonderful scent filled her bedroom and she inhaled deeply.
Sakura kicked back in her chair, her feet up on her desk, staring at the ceiling. She still had lots of homework to do and she didn't want to waste any more of her time on it. She stared daggers at the clock mentally wishing it to ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.
But of course, her luck wasn't with her this time. As it usually wasn't. The alarm didn't ring. She glared at the alarm again, narrowing her eyes this time. ~RING!!!~ she thought.
Ten...
Nine...
Eight...
Seven...
~Oh please, PLEASE hurry and up and ring…~
Six...
Five...
Four...
~Almost there...~
Three...
Two...
One...
Sakura held her breath for a moment and then let it out in a big whoosh of air.
RING!!!
~Yay!!~ Sakura thought, jumping up from her desk and falling back onto her seat. "Wah ah ah ah!!!" - *THUD* - "OW!!!" she shrieked as her chair went toppling backwards and Sakura fell back first onto the floor. "That wasn't such a good trip," she remarked, lightly pressing her fingertips into the bump that was forming on her forehead.
There was a knock at the door. "Sakura, honey, are you OK?" a concerned voice asked through the door.
"I'm ok!" Sakura replied cheerfully, getting up to a standing position from where she was.
Fujitaka opened the door. "Are you sure?" he asked, looking his daughter over. Fujitaka smiled slightly at his daughter's enthusiasm. "Remember, we're going to the park today."
Sakura nodded, her eyes lighting up. "How can I forget?" Sakura tossed her pens down on the desk and went to shut her bedroom door. "I'll be right out, Papa," Sakura put on a dress and tied her hair up, it was long, with layers at the ends, making them curlier than her hair usually was.
She cocked her head to the side as she glanced in the mirror, and then she looked up at a framed photo of her mother that sat on her dresser. "Mama..." she whispered, her face alight with a tender smile that played at the corners of the lips. Sakura picked up the photo and looked from her reflection to her mother's picture. Many people that had known her mother said that she looked like her. Sakura reckoned that her brother looked more like her mother than she did.
"Hmm..." Sakura hummed lightly a tune that she recalled her mother singing to her when she was a toddler, all of two years of age. She started singing small parts, "The wind... breath of air... fire in our hearts... always be there..."
"Hey, I remember that."
Sakura spun around, holding her breath. Who or WHAT was that? Her hand went to her heart. "Touya, you scared me."
"Sorry, kaijuu." He looked down at what she was holding. "That's the photo of Mama, right?"
Sakura nodded, her hand instinctively closing around the frame tighter. "Yes, it is," Sakura delicately placed the photo and its frame back on the dresser and turned to face her brother. "Shouldn't we be going downstairs?" she asked innocently.
"As usual, kaijuu, you read my mind. I was just coming to get you."
"Ok."
Touya smiled and turned to leave.
"By the way, Touya, one more thing." Sakura's voice sounded behind him and Touya turned around to see a fuming Sakura. "SAKURA NO KAIJUU!!!!!!!"
Touya smiled wryly at his little sister. That was her for you. With a big grin, he said, "Whatever you say, kaijuu."
Sakura heaved a sigh. Would he ever change?
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While Touya and her father were at the park, Sakura had decided to make a little detour to the cemetery to visit her mother's grave. It had been a little while since she had been there and she thought that she at least owed it to her mother to come and see her once in a while, more often than usual. After all, the anniversary of her death was coming up soon.
Sakura looked down at the statue of her mother's grave. "Mama, I wish you were here right now, you'd help make things so much better. Although Touya is still calling me 'kaijuu', that's not what I'm worried about. There's something that's been bothering me for a long time. I don't know what to do about it. Mama, if you were here, you might be able to help me, but since you aren't, you can't. Mama, there is this person, he keeps coming for me. I don't know what he wants. Please show me a sign, point me in the right direction. Tell me what I might be able to do to help fulfil what he wants."
Sakura sat down on the ground, her legs crossing as she leaned forward. She placed her elbows on the ground in front of her and leaned her head against the palms of her hands.
~I'm still waiting for the sign...~ she thought. ~Any time now...~
Sakura reflected on what had happened to her in the past few years. She had lost one of the best people in her life. She had been surrounded by death. First her mother, then one of her best friends, now Tomoyo, one of the only friends that she had left had attracted a cancer. She had a small tumour within her and it was impossible to remove. She only had about three weeks to live and every day that Sakura had, she spent with Tomoyo. Tomoyo would be gone soon, and then she would have lost three people that she loved dearly in her life. Tomoyo, Syaoran and her mother.
"Tomoyo... I don't want you to leave me too..." A tear rolled down Sakura's cheek as she looked down at her mother's grave and then Syaoran's grave, which was a little way down the aisle further.
She sat up from where she was lying and stood up shakily. "Whoa..." she whispered, trying to steady herself. "I shouldn't be doing that much..."
Sakura clasped onto a headstone for balance and tried to get the nausea out of her head. Something was making her feel extremely dizzy and lethargic. "I better get home..."
She began walking unsteadily out of the cemetery towards her house.
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A shadow emerged from the darkness. It quickly scaled along the walls that Sakura was leaning her hand against, she was panting heavily and something seemed to be forcing her to pass out. Yet she refused to give up and sleep for a while, especially out here. There were many things that might harm her and she didn't want to be hurt, especially at this time of night.
"She's tough..." the shadow whispered, its voice like a wisp of breathy air rustling the leaves. "That's her for you..." the shadow backed away and vanished back into the darkness. "We'll meet again."
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Sakura's head jerked up as she heard the voice: "We'll meet again."
Her eyebrows furrowed. What did it mean by that? And who was that? Sakura had no idea whom the person or whatever it was was doing around there. What did they want with her? Did they want to speak to her about something? Why hadn't they just come out and said something? It probably would have been a lot easier.
Never mind. She'd meet whatever this mysterious thing was later. Right now, all she wanted to do was head home.
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As soon as Sakura walked into the house, she saw her father standing behind the door and he seemed to be solemn about something. Something was wrong, she could feel it.
"Papa, what is it?" she asked, suddenly wary of what he might have to say to her. ~Please don't be anything bad...~ she thought. ~Especially not about... NO!! Don't even think that, you don't want that to happen, so don't even think about it!!~ she scolded herself mentally for even thinking such things.
"Sakura, honey, I have some bad news," Fujitaka said gently, walking closer to his daughter. "It's about Tomoyo..."
Sakura's head jerked up and then she picked up on a muffled sound coming from one of the bedrooms. It sounded like sobbing and it was coming from the guest's bedroom. "What is it, Papa? What happened to Tomoyo?"
Fujitaka looked at his daughter sympathetically. "She's... I don't know how to put this... honey, Tomoyo died this morning."
At first, Sakura looked abashed. Then her face fell and she looked disbelieving. "Tomoyo's... gone?" she asked in a hoarse whisper, her voice choked with tears.
Fujitaka nodded gently and went to hug his daughter. "Sonomi's in the next room. She'll be staying here tonight."
Sakura threw her arms around her father and sobbed into his chest. "Who am I going to lose next, Papa? You? Touya? Life's not fair!! First Mama, then Syaoran, and now... Tomoyo. I didn't even get to say goodbye!"
"I know, honey, I know." Fujitaka stroked his daughter's hair softly.
Touya walked into the room and immediately understood what had happened when he saw Sakura crying. "You told her?"
Fujitaka nodded and didn't say anything, just shifted his gaze down to his daughter.
"I don't want to lose any more people I love... why does Fate have to be so horrible to me...?" Sakura whispered, her heart breaking as her gaze strayed to a picture of her, Tomoyo and Syaoran all standing together in a group, hugging each other. Tomoyo and Sakura were smiling brightly, grinning, and Syaoran had his usual small smile/smirk. Sakura and Tomoyo had been laughing then; it was a joyful day that one, and Sakura would never forget it. Of course, that photo had been taken about three or four years ago, shortly before Syaoran had died, leaving Sakura and Tomoyo by themselves, and now Tomoyo had gone and Sakura was the only one left... "They've left me, they're both gone... Kami..."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Please don't yell at me for making Tomoyo die ;.; it was so hard to write... I'm not good at writing sad scenes... and this fanfiction is going to have a lot of them. I warn you in advance, but don't worry, for as much sadness that there is here, the same amount of happiness will be equalled.
There's going to be a wee twist in the next few chapters that I doubt any of you are going to even see coming. I'm not giving out any clues ^o^
The next chapter should be out next week sometime, so look out for it, I'll try updating about once a week, maybe more of less, it depends how busy school keeps me. Goddamn the life of a fourth former!!!
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