A/n. I do not own Card Captor Sakura . (though I wish I do. T^T)
Truth and Thoughts
Sakura entered the house, looked around and didn't see Vivian downstairs. She sighed with relief and started to walk upstairs, back to her room. She entered her room to see Vivian sitting on her bed.
"So you are finally back." Vivian stated slyly. From the position that she is sitting and the half finished tea in front of her, Sakura knows that Vivian has been waiting for a while.
"What do you want?" Sakura spit out the words, anger rising inside her.
"Oh, how sad, my foster daughter doesn't like me." Vivian said it with mock hurt.
"You've never treated me like your daughter anyway. You gave me endless lessons without any free time, while you go out shopping all day, out holiday or simply ignore me." Tears are forming at the back of her eyes but Sakura will not let Vivian see it. "And don't say that it's for my own good, since that you never loved me."
"Things are not it seems, as my father always say." Vivian hand gestured Sakura to sit. "Now tell me, daughter, who are the people you are with this afternoon at the mall?"
Sakura bit her lips, refuse to reply.
Seeing Sakura's refusal, Vivian said slowly, "That's fine with me, I'll tell you who they are. The boy with amber eyes is Li Syaoran, the next Leader to the Li clan. There is Hiiragizawa Eriol, son of a wealthy family and Daidouji Tomoyo, daughter of a big toy company in Hong Kong. Right?" Sakura pretended to ignore Vivian as she continued. "I'll take that as a yes. Now, young lady, I've told you that I'll make you marry Ken, no matter what I do to achieve it. consider this, I know who you are, I know your family." She stopped to see the shock face of Sakura's. "If you want to know who them and meet them, do as I tell you- marry Ken." Without waiting for a reply, she left the room and locked to door behind her.
'She. knows who I am?' Sakura couldn't believe what she'd heard. 'Just when I thought that I'm an orphan, she tells me that my family is still alive? But if they are still alive, wouldn't that try to find me? Surely they could've found me by now?' Feeling confused, baffled and exhorted, Sakura sat motionless for some time that seems ages to her. Then she heard a faint sound from the door, she edged close to it.
"Sakura, Sakura, are you okay?" It was Miaka. Sakura didn't reply. "I've heard what Vivian had said. I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Sakura said tightly. Her voice sounded weird.
"Listen Sakura. I know this is a big shock for you, but you've gotta to be strong, okay?" Miaka begged. She knows how much Sakura wanted to know her family.
Again, Sakura didn't reply. Outside, Miaka fell silent. Something stirred at the back of Sakura's mind. "Miaka" She called.
"Yes?"
"Is Syaoran outside?" Sakura asked urgently. "If he is, go and tell him to go. The plan is changed."
"Yes Mistress." Miaka was quiet shock hearing this from Sakura's mouth. Sakura is no coward; she will fight for whatever she think is right. But this, this is different. "But."
"No buts." Sakura said shortly. "Just do it."
Hearing Miaka's footsteps fading, Sakura signed heavily. She want to fight this alone, without dragging anyone down with her. Not Syaoran especially. He is too precious to her, but she doesn't want to loose him as well.
--- Outside ---
Syaoran sat in his car, waiting for Sakura to come. He has been here for a while and Sakura is still no-where to be seen. For some reason, some servants are on guard outside the house. Syaoran felt something bad has happened.
Miaka appeared at the front door, she looked around and saw Syaoran. She walked towards him. "Mister Syaoran, Mistress would like you to leave. She said that the plan is changed."
Syaoran looked at her in disbelieve. "Why?" with a jolt, he realised that it must be something about the guards and Vivian. "What happened? Tell me." His hands gripped Miaka's shoulder hard as he questioned her.
Miaka explained what had happened, every detail of it. "That idiot." Syaoran growled when she had finished. "She wanted to do this alone but she does not know what she is going against. I'm taking her out of this." He stored towards Sakura's house.
Miaka stood there, starlet for a while. Then she smiled to herself. She know love when she sees it. This one is strong, but the couple hasn't yet realise it.
--- ---
Syaoran dodged the guards easily and jumped swiftly onto the little platform in front of Sakura's window. He saw Sakura sitting on the edge of her bed motionlessly and his heart ached as he remembered what Miaka had said to him. He knocked on the window gently. The girl on the bed turned around. Sakura blinked, rubbing her swollen eyes once, and twice. Then she made up her mind that she isn't dreaming and came to open the window.
"Why are you here? I thought I told you to go!"
"You think you can get ride of me that easily?" Syaoran replied. His face was stern but his eyes held warmth in them. Sakura looked at him, emerald eyes wide.
With a sudden movement, she hugged him tightly. "Thank you." She whispered, as tears streamed down her cheeks once again.
"Okay, okay, just don't get all soggy." Syaoran shifted uncomfortably in the embrace. "Let's go."
"But I didn't pack my things." Sakura stammered.
Syaoran shrugged. "That's okay, I think Meiling didn't take all her clothes home. You can borrow hers." He looked around. "We better be fast, or Vivian might come."
Sakura nodded following Syaoran out. Miaka watched them go and sent a silent prayer wishing them good luck.
--- Later that night ---
Sakura sat silently on the sofa staring at the fire in the fireplace, motionless. Her hair is still damp form the shower and she was wearing Syaoran's t-shirt and jeans.
Syaoran walked into the room with two cups of hot coco in his hands. They'd finished their dinner a while ago and had cleaned up. He passed a cup to Sakura.
"What are you thinking?" he asked the girl, standing in front of her.
Sakura looked up at him. Her eyes were distant for a moment. Then she came back to reality. "I was thinking."
"Of what?" Syaoran replied as he sat down next to Sakura.
"Is there pure evil in the world?" Sakura asked, her eyes distant once again.
"Well, no. At least not in my opinion. You can't say a prey is bad only because it kills. Things are evil because of different reasons, or the way you think about them." Syaoran said, looking at the girl. "Why?"
"I was thinking of Vivian. Miaka's mother was Vivian's nanny and she loved Vivian very much." Sakura replied, returning her gaze onto the fire. "Miaka told me that. She told me about Vivian's childhood as well."
"People's personalities are made up from different things. It can be how they were treated and taught as children and as well as their own personality." Syaoran said the words out thoughtfully. "Tell me." Sakura didn't need to ask what it is that Syaoran wanted her to tell him, but understood what he meant- tell him the story of Vivian.
"Vivian's mother died giving birth to her. Her father was very upset and angry, for he loved her mother very much and so he blamed everything on Vivian. Later he remarried and the stepmother hates Vivian as well. The stepmother never gave any children to Vivian's father though. Everyday, Vivian was treated badly like me, she was given endless lesson but she was often treated like a servant which I didn't because by then her family wasn't that rich." Sakura winced remembering it. Syaoran, who'd mistook the wince for cold, put an arm around her shoulder. Sakura rested her head on his manly shoulder as his warmth surrounded her and continued. "Though out that time, only two people cared about her- Miaka's mother and a servant boy named Ray. The others dare not. She swore for revenge one day, and she did. Later she married Mr. Tukisiro, a very rich men. They had an agreement and as far as I know, they weren't interested in each other. When Vivian finally got what she wanted- revenge her parents, they divorced. That's where I came in, for I was found by her, a little girl without any memories."
Syaoran turned to face Sakura and teased. "But I don't know how you can be this. dense and forgetful when you have Vivian as your foster mother." 'And so cheerful and full of love' Syaoran thought, but didn't say it out loud. Sakura's fists hit onto Syaoran's chest as he laughed. Sakura stopped, baffled. Seeing her anger, Syaoran continued. "But that's probably because your family taught you well, I mean your real family." The last sentence were said with care for he remembered the shock Sakura has had.
Sakura rested back onto the sofa and slipped another mouthful of the hot coco. "I remembered my name but strangely, I don't remember my last name at all. I know I have a big brother called Touya, my mother died when I was small and my father is a teacher. I can only recall a little of what they look like though." Hotness stunned her eyes. "I really want to know who they are." She said the last sentence with all her heart.
Syoaran's grip on her shoulder tightened. "I will help you find your family. I'll help as much as I can."
Sakura's face brightened. "You will?" Syaoran nodded. "Oh thank you so much!" She hugged Syaoran tightly, kissing his cheeks. Her excitement was unbelievable.
"Okay, okay, calm down." Syaoran blushed crimson in Sakura's tight embrace. Sakura settled down.
Silence came between them, but they didn't mind it at all, for the silence was a comfortable one. Both were deep in their own thoughts. It was sometimes later when one of them has spoken. "Sakura, are you tired?" Syaoran asked the girl, whose head was resting on his shoulder, sound asleep. Syaoran chuckled. He took the sleeping girl upstairs in his arms.
--
She was dreaming.
It was late in the night and her father and brother is still not home. It was raining outside. After debating with herself for a while she decided to go out and search for them. She ran out the house with an umbrella. Outside, the rain has turned into a storm. She searched and searched, but she could not find them. Maybe she had got on the wrong bus, or maybe she had got off the bus too early or too late, she was lost. She slipped, and fall into darkness. She called out. A familiar voice replied.
-----
Syaoran put the girl gently onto her bed and was about to let go when he realised that Sakura's hands were clutching his shirt tightly. He tried to release her hands when Sakura called out in her dreams.
"Touya, Father, where are you? don't leave me here. don't leave me alone.." Sakura's hands clutched tighter. Tears ran down her cheeks.
Syaoran sighed. He could make Sakura's hands let go, but it will hurt her and he didn't want that to happen. 'I guess I won't be able to go back to my room' he thought gloomily. He lied down next to Sakura and started to sooth her, to comfort her. "Sakura, you still have me, you are not alone. I won't go, I promise. I won't leave you alone."
--
The voice was soothing and comfortable. Warm arms surrounded her. She calmed down, as other visions came.
-----
Sakura must have heard it for she stopped sobbing and calmed down. Syaoran sighed. He looked down at the girl in his arms. She looks pretty even with her tear saint face.
Without knowing what he's going to do, he bent his head a little and kissed the girl lightly on her cherry lips.
--
She saw a woman walking towards her. The woman was surprised when she saw the girl before her. The woman had told her that she will take her as her foster daughter. She agreed. What else can she do? At that time, this seems to be the best decision for her since she had lost her memories. But she was wrong. The woman did treat her good, yet the woman would not allow her to go schools but let her have endless lessons of home tutoring. She was alone. Only a maid dared to stand up for her. The others were scared. She was sent to another school but for a reason.
There, she met new friends, friends that loved her for who she was, not what she has. Those were her happiest days, all the times spent with them.
A boy with amber eyes and messy chestnut hair came into her vision. A smile formed on her lips. He was the only one that dared to call her monster, the only one that teases her all the time yet always watch out for her.. He had never showed her that he cares for her but is always there when she needed, ready to help her out. Under the mask of coldness, he has an attentive, caring heart.
-----
As the two lips made contact, Syaoran realised something important- he has fallen in love with her.
--
Something touched her lips. The feeling it gave her was familiar. yet she couldn't remember what it was. She thought hard but gave up and fell into a deeper, calmer sleep.
----
Syaoran looked at the figure before him. She probably can't feel it, he thought to himself. He sighed (gee. I'm making him sighing a lot.) and rested, soon fallen asleep. They stayed that way through out the night, with Syaoran's arms around Sakura's shoulders, Sakura's head rested on Syaoran's collarbone and her hands around his waist.
To be continued.
Truth and Thoughts
Sakura entered the house, looked around and didn't see Vivian downstairs. She sighed with relief and started to walk upstairs, back to her room. She entered her room to see Vivian sitting on her bed.
"So you are finally back." Vivian stated slyly. From the position that she is sitting and the half finished tea in front of her, Sakura knows that Vivian has been waiting for a while.
"What do you want?" Sakura spit out the words, anger rising inside her.
"Oh, how sad, my foster daughter doesn't like me." Vivian said it with mock hurt.
"You've never treated me like your daughter anyway. You gave me endless lessons without any free time, while you go out shopping all day, out holiday or simply ignore me." Tears are forming at the back of her eyes but Sakura will not let Vivian see it. "And don't say that it's for my own good, since that you never loved me."
"Things are not it seems, as my father always say." Vivian hand gestured Sakura to sit. "Now tell me, daughter, who are the people you are with this afternoon at the mall?"
Sakura bit her lips, refuse to reply.
Seeing Sakura's refusal, Vivian said slowly, "That's fine with me, I'll tell you who they are. The boy with amber eyes is Li Syaoran, the next Leader to the Li clan. There is Hiiragizawa Eriol, son of a wealthy family and Daidouji Tomoyo, daughter of a big toy company in Hong Kong. Right?" Sakura pretended to ignore Vivian as she continued. "I'll take that as a yes. Now, young lady, I've told you that I'll make you marry Ken, no matter what I do to achieve it. consider this, I know who you are, I know your family." She stopped to see the shock face of Sakura's. "If you want to know who them and meet them, do as I tell you- marry Ken." Without waiting for a reply, she left the room and locked to door behind her.
'She. knows who I am?' Sakura couldn't believe what she'd heard. 'Just when I thought that I'm an orphan, she tells me that my family is still alive? But if they are still alive, wouldn't that try to find me? Surely they could've found me by now?' Feeling confused, baffled and exhorted, Sakura sat motionless for some time that seems ages to her. Then she heard a faint sound from the door, she edged close to it.
"Sakura, Sakura, are you okay?" It was Miaka. Sakura didn't reply. "I've heard what Vivian had said. I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Sakura said tightly. Her voice sounded weird.
"Listen Sakura. I know this is a big shock for you, but you've gotta to be strong, okay?" Miaka begged. She knows how much Sakura wanted to know her family.
Again, Sakura didn't reply. Outside, Miaka fell silent. Something stirred at the back of Sakura's mind. "Miaka" She called.
"Yes?"
"Is Syaoran outside?" Sakura asked urgently. "If he is, go and tell him to go. The plan is changed."
"Yes Mistress." Miaka was quiet shock hearing this from Sakura's mouth. Sakura is no coward; she will fight for whatever she think is right. But this, this is different. "But."
"No buts." Sakura said shortly. "Just do it."
Hearing Miaka's footsteps fading, Sakura signed heavily. She want to fight this alone, without dragging anyone down with her. Not Syaoran especially. He is too precious to her, but she doesn't want to loose him as well.
--- Outside ---
Syaoran sat in his car, waiting for Sakura to come. He has been here for a while and Sakura is still no-where to be seen. For some reason, some servants are on guard outside the house. Syaoran felt something bad has happened.
Miaka appeared at the front door, she looked around and saw Syaoran. She walked towards him. "Mister Syaoran, Mistress would like you to leave. She said that the plan is changed."
Syaoran looked at her in disbelieve. "Why?" with a jolt, he realised that it must be something about the guards and Vivian. "What happened? Tell me." His hands gripped Miaka's shoulder hard as he questioned her.
Miaka explained what had happened, every detail of it. "That idiot." Syaoran growled when she had finished. "She wanted to do this alone but she does not know what she is going against. I'm taking her out of this." He stored towards Sakura's house.
Miaka stood there, starlet for a while. Then she smiled to herself. She know love when she sees it. This one is strong, but the couple hasn't yet realise it.
--- ---
Syaoran dodged the guards easily and jumped swiftly onto the little platform in front of Sakura's window. He saw Sakura sitting on the edge of her bed motionlessly and his heart ached as he remembered what Miaka had said to him. He knocked on the window gently. The girl on the bed turned around. Sakura blinked, rubbing her swollen eyes once, and twice. Then she made up her mind that she isn't dreaming and came to open the window.
"Why are you here? I thought I told you to go!"
"You think you can get ride of me that easily?" Syaoran replied. His face was stern but his eyes held warmth in them. Sakura looked at him, emerald eyes wide.
With a sudden movement, she hugged him tightly. "Thank you." She whispered, as tears streamed down her cheeks once again.
"Okay, okay, just don't get all soggy." Syaoran shifted uncomfortably in the embrace. "Let's go."
"But I didn't pack my things." Sakura stammered.
Syaoran shrugged. "That's okay, I think Meiling didn't take all her clothes home. You can borrow hers." He looked around. "We better be fast, or Vivian might come."
Sakura nodded following Syaoran out. Miaka watched them go and sent a silent prayer wishing them good luck.
--- Later that night ---
Sakura sat silently on the sofa staring at the fire in the fireplace, motionless. Her hair is still damp form the shower and she was wearing Syaoran's t-shirt and jeans.
Syaoran walked into the room with two cups of hot coco in his hands. They'd finished their dinner a while ago and had cleaned up. He passed a cup to Sakura.
"What are you thinking?" he asked the girl, standing in front of her.
Sakura looked up at him. Her eyes were distant for a moment. Then she came back to reality. "I was thinking."
"Of what?" Syaoran replied as he sat down next to Sakura.
"Is there pure evil in the world?" Sakura asked, her eyes distant once again.
"Well, no. At least not in my opinion. You can't say a prey is bad only because it kills. Things are evil because of different reasons, or the way you think about them." Syaoran said, looking at the girl. "Why?"
"I was thinking of Vivian. Miaka's mother was Vivian's nanny and she loved Vivian very much." Sakura replied, returning her gaze onto the fire. "Miaka told me that. She told me about Vivian's childhood as well."
"People's personalities are made up from different things. It can be how they were treated and taught as children and as well as their own personality." Syaoran said the words out thoughtfully. "Tell me." Sakura didn't need to ask what it is that Syaoran wanted her to tell him, but understood what he meant- tell him the story of Vivian.
"Vivian's mother died giving birth to her. Her father was very upset and angry, for he loved her mother very much and so he blamed everything on Vivian. Later he remarried and the stepmother hates Vivian as well. The stepmother never gave any children to Vivian's father though. Everyday, Vivian was treated badly like me, she was given endless lesson but she was often treated like a servant which I didn't because by then her family wasn't that rich." Sakura winced remembering it. Syaoran, who'd mistook the wince for cold, put an arm around her shoulder. Sakura rested her head on his manly shoulder as his warmth surrounded her and continued. "Though out that time, only two people cared about her- Miaka's mother and a servant boy named Ray. The others dare not. She swore for revenge one day, and she did. Later she married Mr. Tukisiro, a very rich men. They had an agreement and as far as I know, they weren't interested in each other. When Vivian finally got what she wanted- revenge her parents, they divorced. That's where I came in, for I was found by her, a little girl without any memories."
Syaoran turned to face Sakura and teased. "But I don't know how you can be this. dense and forgetful when you have Vivian as your foster mother." 'And so cheerful and full of love' Syaoran thought, but didn't say it out loud. Sakura's fists hit onto Syaoran's chest as he laughed. Sakura stopped, baffled. Seeing her anger, Syaoran continued. "But that's probably because your family taught you well, I mean your real family." The last sentence were said with care for he remembered the shock Sakura has had.
Sakura rested back onto the sofa and slipped another mouthful of the hot coco. "I remembered my name but strangely, I don't remember my last name at all. I know I have a big brother called Touya, my mother died when I was small and my father is a teacher. I can only recall a little of what they look like though." Hotness stunned her eyes. "I really want to know who they are." She said the last sentence with all her heart.
Syoaran's grip on her shoulder tightened. "I will help you find your family. I'll help as much as I can."
Sakura's face brightened. "You will?" Syaoran nodded. "Oh thank you so much!" She hugged Syaoran tightly, kissing his cheeks. Her excitement was unbelievable.
"Okay, okay, calm down." Syaoran blushed crimson in Sakura's tight embrace. Sakura settled down.
Silence came between them, but they didn't mind it at all, for the silence was a comfortable one. Both were deep in their own thoughts. It was sometimes later when one of them has spoken. "Sakura, are you tired?" Syaoran asked the girl, whose head was resting on his shoulder, sound asleep. Syaoran chuckled. He took the sleeping girl upstairs in his arms.
--
She was dreaming.
It was late in the night and her father and brother is still not home. It was raining outside. After debating with herself for a while she decided to go out and search for them. She ran out the house with an umbrella. Outside, the rain has turned into a storm. She searched and searched, but she could not find them. Maybe she had got on the wrong bus, or maybe she had got off the bus too early or too late, she was lost. She slipped, and fall into darkness. She called out. A familiar voice replied.
-----
Syaoran put the girl gently onto her bed and was about to let go when he realised that Sakura's hands were clutching his shirt tightly. He tried to release her hands when Sakura called out in her dreams.
"Touya, Father, where are you? don't leave me here. don't leave me alone.." Sakura's hands clutched tighter. Tears ran down her cheeks.
Syaoran sighed. He could make Sakura's hands let go, but it will hurt her and he didn't want that to happen. 'I guess I won't be able to go back to my room' he thought gloomily. He lied down next to Sakura and started to sooth her, to comfort her. "Sakura, you still have me, you are not alone. I won't go, I promise. I won't leave you alone."
--
The voice was soothing and comfortable. Warm arms surrounded her. She calmed down, as other visions came.
-----
Sakura must have heard it for she stopped sobbing and calmed down. Syaoran sighed. He looked down at the girl in his arms. She looks pretty even with her tear saint face.
Without knowing what he's going to do, he bent his head a little and kissed the girl lightly on her cherry lips.
--
She saw a woman walking towards her. The woman was surprised when she saw the girl before her. The woman had told her that she will take her as her foster daughter. She agreed. What else can she do? At that time, this seems to be the best decision for her since she had lost her memories. But she was wrong. The woman did treat her good, yet the woman would not allow her to go schools but let her have endless lessons of home tutoring. She was alone. Only a maid dared to stand up for her. The others were scared. She was sent to another school but for a reason.
There, she met new friends, friends that loved her for who she was, not what she has. Those were her happiest days, all the times spent with them.
A boy with amber eyes and messy chestnut hair came into her vision. A smile formed on her lips. He was the only one that dared to call her monster, the only one that teases her all the time yet always watch out for her.. He had never showed her that he cares for her but is always there when she needed, ready to help her out. Under the mask of coldness, he has an attentive, caring heart.
-----
As the two lips made contact, Syaoran realised something important- he has fallen in love with her.
--
Something touched her lips. The feeling it gave her was familiar. yet she couldn't remember what it was. She thought hard but gave up and fell into a deeper, calmer sleep.
----
Syaoran looked at the figure before him. She probably can't feel it, he thought to himself. He sighed (gee. I'm making him sighing a lot.) and rested, soon fallen asleep. They stayed that way through out the night, with Syaoran's arms around Sakura's shoulders, Sakura's head rested on Syaoran's collarbone and her hands around his waist.
To be continued.