Do You Remember Me? I Remember You
By Rainbow Dreamer and co-author Cryst and Ying Fa
*Dedicated to Cryst and Ying Fa, who have helped me with this story. If it weren't for you both, none of this would of happened. Arigato.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT, I repeat, I do NOT own CCS. It belongs to Clamp! I think you all know though, that this story is my own and every idea is of my own. Yep.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hmm. nothing much to say other than THANK YOU. Hehe. Tell me if I need to mention anything important. Oh, that reminds me. Some people have been asking how long this fic will be going, not that they mind of course, and I truthfully don't know the answer. Meanwhile I'm going to "let it flow" (LOL Cherryz Angel!). Hehe. Anyhow, please keep reading!
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SPECIAL THANKS TO: Idiot2002: Thanks for all your wonderful comments. Kali has magic? I guess you're going to stick to that theory of yours huh? Hehe, well let's see if you're right or not. Somehow I've always imagined Syaoran as pretty sweet when he wants to be. Yup. And Sakura will be returning to Hong Kong as things progress.
Kan-Chan: I love that statement, "something is rotten in the state of Denmark," although it isn't my favorite one. Hehe. Hamlet is such a great play! Anyhow.. Glad you like it so much and keep reading!
Archangemon: Hey! My apologies as well. Hehe, I guess I just took it the right way. And as for your suggestion, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you. And I wouldn't mind if you keep reviewing. I'll bounce back. Hehe.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE:
*** Sakura's POV in Beijing, China ***
"Something is rotten in the state of Denmark." I stared at the screen; the black bold words against the white glowing screen somehow gave an eerie feeling. I rubbed my hands on my arms to get rid of the goose bumps that were on my arms. I looked at Kero who was puzzling over what the line meant.
"It means," I started to say before Kero cut me off.
"I do know what I means you know," He replied smoothly, acting cool.
"Kero! It's not the time for this!" I scolded him lightly. This was serious and I had a feeling it had to do with the sudden coughs I had in my chest.
"Well I do know what I means," He sulked. I raised my eyebrows skeptically. Surprisingly, he met my gaze defiantly. It was then I looked over my shoulder to see my Hamlet novel out on my desk. I had studied Hamlet last year. but why was it on my desk? Looking from Kero to the book, I couldn't help but stifle a giggle.
"Stop laughing!" he complained, trying his best to give me a ferocious glare, but on his stuffed animal doll face, there wasn't much he could do. "Besides," he mumbled. "You didn't leave me much of a choice. It was either that or those sappy romance novels you have."
I rolled my eyes, but decided not to argue with him. "Okay then. What do you think has gone wrong?" I asked, bringing the question back to the quote.
Kero thought for a while. "I don't know." He confessed. "There is something wrong, but we don't know what. Do you know who wrote this letter?"
"Most of us studied Hamlet last year, although Meiling is the one most crazy about Shakespeare; she's taking a Shakespeare course right now." I replied slowly. Kero nodded intently and waited as I thought this over. "But this isn't like Meiling, only sending a one line answer unless that's the only amount of time she has."
"Exactly." Kero replied. "Eighty percent there is something wrong in Hong Kong."
"I don't like this," I said uneasily. "I hope Tomoyo and them are okay."
"What about you though? Are you okay?" Kero countered. "You were coughing quite hard then and it wasn't usual."
"It was so sudden." I replied, thinking it over as I said the words out loud. "It's hard to describe, but I felt this sudden burning in my chest for the briefest moment before it disappeared. Then the letter suddenly appeared." I paused and looked at Kero.
"This is getting scary." I confessed, my eyes looking at the screen. Kero nodded.
"I know." He comforted. "Let's try and get some sleep though. There is no way we can face what's happening without rest." He decided.
"You're right Kero." I said, giving in. I flagged the letter as important and got up from the computer chair. I decided not to turn it off since there might be something important coming in.
As I stretched a bit before calling into bed, I noticed Kero was thinking about something really hard. "Kero?" I asked softly. He looked up from his thinking and stared at me long and hard.
"You haven't been having any prophetic dreams lately, have you?" He asked in such a small voice that it was almost inaudible.
I gulped, pondering that thought over. Indeed, I haven't been having any unusual dreams, but does that I mean I might? "Kero. does this mean this deals with magic?" I asked, not wanting to know the answer.
Kero only nodded his small head sternly at me. "But. besides me, you, Yue, Eriol, Syaoran, his family, and Kaho, there isn't anyone else who can do magic." I reasoned. "And they would never do anything to harm anyone."
"True." Kero said at last, giving in. "Just sleep, Sakura-Chan. I must have been thinking too much." He said with a sheepish smile. He flew over and pulled the blankets over me.
"Night Kero." I whispered as I heard the drawer open.
"Night Sakura." His muffled answer came from his drawer. I smiled lightly at his reply. But I couldn't fall asleep. I stared at the computer screen for a long time, hoping for an answer to all the problems, but there was none. After a while, I tired myself into a dreamless silent sleep.
As the night passed on, the ticking of the clock slowly marked each moment. The soft glowing of the screen continued and suddenly there was a small flash and a message appeared on the screen. But it was unnoticed by both Sakura and her guardian.
Someone, far or near, was smiling lightly. A person was lightly illuminated by the soft glow of the computer screen around a dark room as he led the mouse to the "send" button and clicking it twice.
"Miching mallecho, Sakura." The person whispered. (A/N: Miching mallecho means mischief.)
*** Hong Kong ***
Meiling was sitting at her cousin's desk, her books piled over his desk and she was busy writing while watching over Syaoran every once in a while. She had her glasses on, but only when she had to study. She refused to wear them else wise. Besides, she didn't really need them, but they helped her to concentrate.
Meanwhile though, she was writing her essay topic on Hamlet, discussing whether Hamlet was indeed insane or not. She slammed her Shakespeare materials shut and took her glasses off before massaging her eyes.
"So, is Hamlet mad or not?" A masculine voice prodded gently. Meiling opened her eyes and found herself looking at her one and only male cousin.
"Oh, so you were listening!" She shot back sarcastically. She stood up and turned Syaoran around, marching him back to bed.
"Just because it's been one day after your sickness and you feel better, it does not mean you can be out of bed," Meiling huffed, shoving her cousin impatiently back in bed. As she threw the blankets over him roughly, she noticed that he was grinning.
"What now?" She said exasperatedly, glaring at him with her bright ruby eyes. Syaoran grinned stretched comfortably.
"You know, I should get sick more." He replied, his voice only slightly raspy now. He could walk short distances, like bathroom trips, with more ease now. "You're quite a nice personal servant."
"Shut the hell up." Meiling retorted, annoyed by her essay that would be due the next day. Syaoran just smirked.
"You are full of miching mallecho." She complained as she sat down in he chair again.
"Miching mallecho?" He questioned, coughing hard afterwards.
"Mischief." Meiling replied with a sly grin.
"I should have guessed." Syaoran replied warily. He always found himself wandering when she spoke Shakespeare to him.
"Hmph." Meiling replied.
As the two were about to argue a bit more, a polite knock came from the door. Meiling opened the door to reveal Tomoyo and Eriol.
"Hey!" She greeted them joyfully. Tomoyo smiled lightly and gave her a hug.
"How's it been? Babysitting Syaoran all day?" She asked, teasingly. Syaoran just humped and refused to reply.
This got laughter from Tomoyo and Meiling. "It's the Hamlet essay that's driving me nuts. I hate reading his tragedies! Why couldn't he have written more comedy like A Midsummer Night's Dream?" She complained.
"You're the one who chose the course," Tomoyo reminded. Meiling glared at her.
"Sure, rub it in, won't you?" She barked. Tomoyo giggled.
"Hey, Eriol, are you okay? No hello my little descendent today?" Syaoran noticed his odd quite behavior. Eriol just shrugged and sat down on a spare chair. Tomoyo's face frowned in worry as she immediately went over to him. The two talked quietly for a while before Tomoyo nodded and faced the confused two.
"Actually, the purpose of our coming here today isn't really to see how Syaoran is." She started, but only to be glared by Syaoran playfully. She rolled her eyes and continued.
"I received a letter from Sakura this morning and." Her voice trailed off. Eriol squeezed her letter supportively. Her lily colored eyes met his azure ones and she smiled lightly. "She's been troubled these days. Last night as she was checking her mail, she fell asleep. Suddenly she woke up to a coughing fit, feeling all warm inside."
Syaoran's face paled. That sounded like the coughs he was having. "Is she okay?" He immediately asked, before Meiling could get the words out.
Tomoyo nodded. "Hai. But when she woke up, she saw a letter appear on her screen." The girl focused her eyes on Meiling. "And it said 'something is rotten in the state of Denmark.'"
"Hamlet!" She exclaimed. Tomoyo nodded.
"Exactly. Kero and her were confused by what it meant. When she woke up the next morning, she found another note left anonymous stating, 'miching mallecho.'"
"Hamlet again." Syaoran whispered. Tomoyo nodded once again.
"Yes indeed. Whoever who is writing these letters have also written to me." Eriol cleared his throat and said seriously. All eyes focused on him. "The letters, like Sakura's, were left anonymous. The exact quotes were sent to me as well, but," he took a deep eyes, focusing his serious gaze towards Syaoran, "the letters were directed to Syaoran."
"Syaoran? Are you sure?" Meiling's voice broke the silence. Eriol nodded.
"Hai. May I use the computer? The letter had said more, but I'm afraid that those words will have more impact on Syaoran." He asked with courtesy. Meiling nodded briskly and led them to the computer. Syaoran crawled up from his bed and sat down in a chair.
Eriol logged into his email address and clicked on a letter that was flagged. In bold black words, Syaoran and the others read the letter silently to themselves.
*** Syaoran's POV*** (A/N: Things below in the letter said in ***.. *** are Syaoran's thoughts as he getting to that part of the letter. Sorry about the confusion)
Li Syaoran--
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Miching mallecho. There is no time left to wish upon stars. There is no time to wish you could sweep her off her feet and kiss her.
There is NO time. Decide whom you chose or Hamlet will play once more.
Time is ticking.
Have you made your decision?
I need an answer NOW.
****I could feel to blood leaving my face. What was this saying? Wishing upon stars? Kissing? What? Hamlet replaying? I don't get this. ***
You have none.
*** Wait! I.I..I. My head was spinning in circles. I had no idea. Choose whom? Who was there to choose? ***
Miching mallecho. Don't say I didn't warn you.
The letter ended, but I was still shocked at what the letter had meant. Meiling was talking furiously to Tomoyo, Eriol, and me about what the letter meant to me. Somehow they sounded so far away. I could only see actions and they seemed so much like slow motion. I squinted as Meiling's face came into my view, she shaking my shoulders. I could feel my body move slightly.
Then my world collapsed. Darkness took over everything.
Who do I chose?
*** Sakura in Beijing ***
Sakura was walking with Ryoko, talking about the football game that happened that day as they were walking home together since they did live in the same apartment.
"Yeah, did you see Kelvin what he did during football game?" Ryoko asked. Sakura nodded laughing as she recalled what had happened.
"Yeah. Tim is Kelvin's place kicker right?" She asked. Ryoko nodded.
"Yep. And right when Kelvin was about to lift that mighty leg of his to kick it, Tim pulls it away and passes it to another! Classic man! It was so funny how Kelvin just flopped right over, slipping in the mud!"
Sakura nodded, laughing along. "And he just laid there in the mud while Tim passed the ball on and eventually scored!"
"Classic!" Ryoko repeated nodding. "Although I heard that Kelvin's pretty pissed off. Heard he might be quitting from the football team altogether. Talk about some loser. He gives up so easily that guy." He rambled on and on until he noticed that Sakura wasn't paying much attention to him.
"Sakura? Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, focusing his light green eyes on her. Sakura managed a light smile, while she bent forward, panting hard.
"Sakura?" Ryoko asked again, this time more firmly. Sakura just shook her head and continued to gasp for breath. Ryoko, not knowing what to do, decided to call the ambulance but only to receive a glare by Sakura.
"I'm.. okay." She managed to say weakly. "Really. Sorry about glaring at you just then." She apologized and smiled weakly. He looked at her skeptically. Her talking was a bit wheezed and she was still panting a bit.
"What's wrong?"
"Allergies." Sakura replied, lying a bit as she crossed her finger behind her back. Ryoko frowned.
"I just wish it were," He replied observantly. "Let me help you home." He wrapped an arm around her and steered her way home. As they got to the doorway, he kissed her cheek lightly before leaving. Sakura stared at him. Somehow that felt out of place and unnerving. Somehow it made her think of. Syaoran. Something was wrong with him; she could just feel it.
Yanking the door open she dashed up the stairs after slamming the door shut and magically locking it.
"Anything happen Kero?" She asked me once she got into her room.
For a while Kero didn't answer. His face was glued to the screen, reading some letter. Sakura closed her eyes and took a deep breath and read the letter.
Card Mistress--
He was given a choice and was unable to. Miching mallecho. I have warned you both. Wishing on stars won't help you now.
"Who could of possibly known?" Sakura whispered, staring at the screen hopelessly. It was then Kero turned, his face marked with sadness.
"It must be someone we don't know." He replied. "Not many know you are the card mistress."
"Unless they have magic." She replied. Suddenly her face drained.
"Syaoran!" She cried. "They know about Syaoran. He is Syaoran in the letter. Syaoran and I used to wish on stars. I wished that he would always be happy." Tears started to form in her jade eyes. "But now.. Wishing won't help."
"We can't take that for certain, Sakura. Might be some form of prank."
"Who would? Anyone that I know who knows that I'm the card mistress and my relationship with Syaoran would not do this!" Sakura retorted, her anger flaming. Kero sighed and nodded.
"I'm calling Syaoran right now. Kero, you call Yue and tell him everything that has been happening. This all has to do with magic and I don't have a good feeling about this." Sakura commanded, taking things into her own hands.
"Hello-" A voice started to say before Sakura cut them off.
"Wei, its me Sakura. I need to talk to Syaoran immediately." She stated firmly.
"Ms. Sakura, he's currently deeply sick and cannot answer the phone right now." He apologized, wondering what was so important to let Sakura be so worried.
"Oh, Eriol wants to talk to you." Wei told her and handed the phone to Eriol.
"Eriol? Do you know the hell what's going around here? I get this email that implies that Syaoran's in danger. How is he?" Sakura said quickly, her voice rising.
"I currently have been receiving emails in the same form. Syaoran has received on through my email address to him. It states something about Syaoran can't wish on stars and can't sweep someone off their feet and kiss her. Then it goes on to prompt if he has chosen. And it ends with a warning since supposedly Syaoran has not chosen." Eriol replied, trying his best to tell her calmly.
Tears rolled down Sakura's cheeks. "I got a letter that he hasn't chosen and the letter is addressed as 'card mistress.' Oh Eriol, magic has to do with this."
"I've suspected that, but with Syaoran sick, I could have no confirmations if my sudden feelings were correct." The half reincarnation of Clow Reed stated.
"How is Syaoran? Please tell me he's okay," Sakura pleaded.
Eriol frowned; he didn't know how to explain this. Meiling asked for the phone for which he passed to her.
"Sakura, it's Meiling."
"Meiling, tell me he's okay." Sakura prayed.
"He is. Suddenly he got some serious cold. And you know that Syaoran hardly ever gets sick. so," Meiling tried to explain.
"It's magic, isn't it? He's sick because of the magic," She whispered, shutting her eyes and hoping it isn't true.
"We think it might be. Syaoran hasn't said so directly to us yet, but I get the implication that it is." Meiling said quietly, breaking the news to her.
"Get Eriol on the phone please," Sakura begged. Meiling nodded and handed the phone back to Eriol.
"Sakura?" He asked.
"Contact Kaho and see if she knows anything about this new magic. I want Syaoran to be watched and guarded so that no magic falls on him. Kero's contacting Yue right now to see if everything is all right in Japan. I'll call you back when I get everything settled." Sakura instructed. "And Eriol?"
"Hai."
"I might be coming back to Hong Kong." She confessed. Eriol smiled lightly.
"Tell Yue to come to Hong Kong," He replied knowingly. Sakura smiled through her tears. He just knew her too well.
"Arigato. Tell Meiling sorry that I was so harsh with her and tell Tomoyo that I miss her much."
"And tell Syaoran that you love him." Eriol added. Sakura smiled.
"And that too." She replied.
"Alright. You should be arriving soon. I'll tell Tomoyo and them that. Meanwhile, I'll ask Yelan if you can stay here while you come back." Eriol replied.
"Ja ne."
"Ja." Eriol hung up the phone and told Meiling and Tomoyo what had happened over the phone. Tomoyo and Meiling were happy that she was coming, but they both hated how situations had developed that caused Sakura to have to come back and face all evil.
*** Sakura in Beijing ***
"Kero, have you called-" Before she could finish her words, her cell phone in her hand began to rings shrilly. Giving her phone a light glare in annoyance, she answered the phone.
"Ryoko? What do you want?" She asked, slightly irritated, but trying to keep her anger from showing.
"Hoe?" She cried desperately. Kero eyed her strangely. "There's a song practice right now?"
Kero sighed. "But I'm really busy right now. Can it be another time?"
Sakura begged for another ten minutes. "Onegai, Ryoko Kai." Kero tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for her to finish her call.
"But I'm busy, god d*mmit!" Sakura cursed out loud. Kero raised his eyebrow but didn't comment much about the cursing. She had learned her glaring skills, which she mastered, and a few curse words here and there with her years with Syaoran. Of course, she didn't use her curse words, unless she was really pissed off, which was now.
Sakura pushed the button furiously to stop the conversation. "Kero, I have to go to that song practice thing. Have you called Yue yet?"
"Hai. He and Touya will be arriving in Hong Kong by tomorrow night." He answered.
"What! Touya too-" Sakura fumed. "Whatever. Please call Eriol back and tell him to contact Spinal and Nakuru as well."
"Aye." Kero replied. "And about this singing contest thing?"
"Ryoko was even more stubborn than I was. He said that it was a group thing and all that and it was demanded that I show my presence." She replied sharply. "It couldn't have been a better time," She remarked sarcastically.
At the door a figure smiled. "You got that right Kinomoto." He paused a little while to listen if there was anymore before leaving out the apartment building and blending with the people on the street.
Sakura dashed out her apartment after giving Kero instructions on what to do. She fingered the key necklace she always wore. It was time for her to use her magic once again. Although she was afraid of the unknown magic, somehow she looked forward in being with her cards again. Somehow they gave her power and comfort.
"Okay, let's get this practice over with!" Sakura declared as she walked into the recording station they always practiced their songs in.
The lights were turned on but no one was in sight. Sakura tapped her foot on the titled floor impatiently. She had things to do and she was worried about Syaoran. She had no intentions to stay here and waste time.
"Is anyone here? This isn't funny!" She called.
"Oh, there you are, Sakura. I was beginning to think no one would come." A voice greeted in a casual smooth manner.
"At least you're here," Sakura replied, her voice dripping in sarcasm as she faced Ryoko with his flaming red hair. He grinned sheepishly.
"What's wrong with you? You're sure in a pissed off mood." He acknowledged.
"Hell yeah. I want to get this practice over with. I'm extremely busy." She growled.
"With magic?" A faraway voice asked.
Sakura looked around; her ears had clearly heard those words. She squinted lightly, her hawk eyes trying to pin point who had spoken. "Did you hear anything?" She asked Ryoko.
Ryoko shrugged. "Not really. Why?"
"Forget it." Sakura replied. Ryoko didn't have magic; he probably didn't have that good hearing as to hear what the voice had said.
"You are wrong." The same faraway voice called again. Sakura surveyed her surroundings with her eyes closed like Syaoran taught her since they first met. There was the briefest amount of magic in the air.
Magic. Sakura opened her eyes. She was sure about it. There was magic happening probably in both Beijing and Hong Kong. She eyed Ryoko. She couldn't just leave him here, but the magic had to be found out.
Ryoko somehow probably seemed that he wasn't needed. "I guess we should be leaving. I guess there is no singing practice." He commented. Sakura shrugged.
"I guess." She replied. Ryoko grinned.
"Let's go then. I'll treat you to your favorite strawberry ice cream since I'm the one who made you come here." He offered. Sakura smiled at his offer.
"Thanks, but no thanks. But as I've said before, I'm busy." She politely declined, her magic spreading out, finding the source of magic. Eriol had taught that to her last year: spreading her magic out into an orb. As long as it was within her magic orb, she could sense any movement. After all her training in it, she could spread her magic in an impressive range, about a whole tall building of maybe 15 floors.
"Well, bye then." Ryoko said. "Maybe another day."
Sakura agreed. "Another day." With that, Ryoko walked off. Sakura could sense him leaving the building and walking off. Her magic only showed the presence of herself, yet she could clearly feel another source of magic.
And it was orange.
"O key of the card, with powers burning bright, reveal the staff, and shine your light! Release!" Sakura cried, her usual chant. Her key turned into a long staff, yet it was different from the one she used before. It was the exact same one as she used to fight Eriol in the last battle. It was the same staff when Yue and Cerberus had gone inside. Yet now, her magic had increased dramatically, so her staff became better as she became stronger.
"Shadow! Reveal this person!" She cried. The card glowed pink and a shadow came out from the card and quickly went off. It's blackness searching for the answer. Sakura called out dash and quickly ran after the shadow.
*** Hong Kong ***
Eriol sighed and warily stood beside the window, looking out. Magic was starting all over again. Somehow had unleashed a new brand of magic, just like they had warned. And it had started in Beijing-where Sakura currently was. They wanted her down.
Syaoran woke up to the feeling of a familiar pink aurora. "Sakura," he croaked. He closed his eyes and focused on his slowly dying green aurora. Somehow, as if he remembered everything, he found a light pink inside of him.
Sending his fading magic quickly down the pink connection, he fell into deep slumber. "Sakura," he whispered. He hoped she was all right.
"Wei, why can't you let me see Xiao Lang?" She whined, trying to get a peek as to what was happening inside.
Wei frowned. "He's really sick currently and he has orders from his mother and mistress to not see anyone except for a few."
"And they can?" She fumed, pointing at Tomoyo and Meiling who were preparing lunch for Syaoran and Eriol who were upstairs.
"For your information, Tomoyo and Eriol have been friends with the Li for many years. They have the right." Meiling declared, her voice ringing with authority.
"And I'm not a friend? I'm Syaoran's girlfriend for Heaven's sake!" Kali cried. "I am worried about him."
"I'm glad that you are worried about him, Jiang." Tomoyo stated lightly. "But Syaoran is indeed very sick and he is ordered not to be visited."
"Right. His mother and a.. mistress." Kali's face paled. "Who is this mistress?" She demanded. Tomoyo and Meiling shared a look. They couldn't just say the card mistress, now could they?
"His sisters," Wei replied smoothly, trying to cover his mistake earlier. Kali eyed him with her blue eyes.
"But you said-" She started.
The old friend smiled. "I'm sorry. I meant to say mistresses." Kali sighed.
"Alright. But I'm coming back when he's better. But meanwhile, can you give him his package? It's a get well gift." She said, giving in. Wei nodded.
"Of course." He replied, taking the package from her. "I'll tell master you came over." He said as he bid her a farewell. Kali nodded and retreated out the house.
"Who does she think she is? Barging in like that?" Meiling demanded, furious.
"But she really does care about him." Tomoyo commented with a sly smile. Meiling just groaned.
"Whatever. Let's get the lunch up to the guys." She said.
"Meiling, please give this to Syaoran as well." Wei instructed, handing her the package. Meiling nodded and the two girls went upstairs.
Syaoran was in deep sleep and wasn't able to wake up for lunch. Tomoyo laid out his portion before the three sat down cross-legged for lunch and decide what to do. They were so deep in thought that they didn't notice that the package Kali had given Syaoran was glowing lightly.
It was glowing with a soft pearly glow.
*** How was it? This chapter was a bit fast paced, so sorry about that. Sakura was a little bit off focus with her temper, so sorry about that as well. She was angry okay? And sorry about the cursing as well. Please, please, please review. Love you guys. I'll try and update soon. ~ Rainbow Dreamer
By Rainbow Dreamer and co-author Cryst and Ying Fa
*Dedicated to Cryst and Ying Fa, who have helped me with this story. If it weren't for you both, none of this would of happened. Arigato.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT, I repeat, I do NOT own CCS. It belongs to Clamp! I think you all know though, that this story is my own and every idea is of my own. Yep.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hmm. nothing much to say other than THANK YOU. Hehe. Tell me if I need to mention anything important. Oh, that reminds me. Some people have been asking how long this fic will be going, not that they mind of course, and I truthfully don't know the answer. Meanwhile I'm going to "let it flow" (LOL Cherryz Angel!). Hehe. Anyhow, please keep reading!
IF YOU REVIEWED FOR THE LAST CHAPTER, LOOK FOR YOUR NAME UNDER SPECIAL THANKS BELOW!
SPECIAL THANKS TO: Idiot2002: Thanks for all your wonderful comments. Kali has magic? I guess you're going to stick to that theory of yours huh? Hehe, well let's see if you're right or not. Somehow I've always imagined Syaoran as pretty sweet when he wants to be. Yup. And Sakura will be returning to Hong Kong as things progress.
Kan-Chan: I love that statement, "something is rotten in the state of Denmark," although it isn't my favorite one. Hehe. Hamlet is such a great play! Anyhow.. Glad you like it so much and keep reading!
Archangemon: Hey! My apologies as well. Hehe, I guess I just took it the right way. And as for your suggestion, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you. And I wouldn't mind if you keep reviewing. I'll bounce back. Hehe.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE:
*** Sakura's POV in Beijing, China ***
"Something is rotten in the state of Denmark." I stared at the screen; the black bold words against the white glowing screen somehow gave an eerie feeling. I rubbed my hands on my arms to get rid of the goose bumps that were on my arms. I looked at Kero who was puzzling over what the line meant.
"It means," I started to say before Kero cut me off.
"I do know what I means you know," He replied smoothly, acting cool.
"Kero! It's not the time for this!" I scolded him lightly. This was serious and I had a feeling it had to do with the sudden coughs I had in my chest.
"Well I do know what I means," He sulked. I raised my eyebrows skeptically. Surprisingly, he met my gaze defiantly. It was then I looked over my shoulder to see my Hamlet novel out on my desk. I had studied Hamlet last year. but why was it on my desk? Looking from Kero to the book, I couldn't help but stifle a giggle.
"Stop laughing!" he complained, trying his best to give me a ferocious glare, but on his stuffed animal doll face, there wasn't much he could do. "Besides," he mumbled. "You didn't leave me much of a choice. It was either that or those sappy romance novels you have."
I rolled my eyes, but decided not to argue with him. "Okay then. What do you think has gone wrong?" I asked, bringing the question back to the quote.
Kero thought for a while. "I don't know." He confessed. "There is something wrong, but we don't know what. Do you know who wrote this letter?"
"Most of us studied Hamlet last year, although Meiling is the one most crazy about Shakespeare; she's taking a Shakespeare course right now." I replied slowly. Kero nodded intently and waited as I thought this over. "But this isn't like Meiling, only sending a one line answer unless that's the only amount of time she has."
"Exactly." Kero replied. "Eighty percent there is something wrong in Hong Kong."
"I don't like this," I said uneasily. "I hope Tomoyo and them are okay."
"What about you though? Are you okay?" Kero countered. "You were coughing quite hard then and it wasn't usual."
"It was so sudden." I replied, thinking it over as I said the words out loud. "It's hard to describe, but I felt this sudden burning in my chest for the briefest moment before it disappeared. Then the letter suddenly appeared." I paused and looked at Kero.
"This is getting scary." I confessed, my eyes looking at the screen. Kero nodded.
"I know." He comforted. "Let's try and get some sleep though. There is no way we can face what's happening without rest." He decided.
"You're right Kero." I said, giving in. I flagged the letter as important and got up from the computer chair. I decided not to turn it off since there might be something important coming in.
As I stretched a bit before calling into bed, I noticed Kero was thinking about something really hard. "Kero?" I asked softly. He looked up from his thinking and stared at me long and hard.
"You haven't been having any prophetic dreams lately, have you?" He asked in such a small voice that it was almost inaudible.
I gulped, pondering that thought over. Indeed, I haven't been having any unusual dreams, but does that I mean I might? "Kero. does this mean this deals with magic?" I asked, not wanting to know the answer.
Kero only nodded his small head sternly at me. "But. besides me, you, Yue, Eriol, Syaoran, his family, and Kaho, there isn't anyone else who can do magic." I reasoned. "And they would never do anything to harm anyone."
"True." Kero said at last, giving in. "Just sleep, Sakura-Chan. I must have been thinking too much." He said with a sheepish smile. He flew over and pulled the blankets over me.
"Night Kero." I whispered as I heard the drawer open.
"Night Sakura." His muffled answer came from his drawer. I smiled lightly at his reply. But I couldn't fall asleep. I stared at the computer screen for a long time, hoping for an answer to all the problems, but there was none. After a while, I tired myself into a dreamless silent sleep.
As the night passed on, the ticking of the clock slowly marked each moment. The soft glowing of the screen continued and suddenly there was a small flash and a message appeared on the screen. But it was unnoticed by both Sakura and her guardian.
Someone, far or near, was smiling lightly. A person was lightly illuminated by the soft glow of the computer screen around a dark room as he led the mouse to the "send" button and clicking it twice.
"Miching mallecho, Sakura." The person whispered. (A/N: Miching mallecho means mischief.)
*** Hong Kong ***
Meiling was sitting at her cousin's desk, her books piled over his desk and she was busy writing while watching over Syaoran every once in a while. She had her glasses on, but only when she had to study. She refused to wear them else wise. Besides, she didn't really need them, but they helped her to concentrate.
Meanwhile though, she was writing her essay topic on Hamlet, discussing whether Hamlet was indeed insane or not. She slammed her Shakespeare materials shut and took her glasses off before massaging her eyes.
"So, is Hamlet mad or not?" A masculine voice prodded gently. Meiling opened her eyes and found herself looking at her one and only male cousin.
"Oh, so you were listening!" She shot back sarcastically. She stood up and turned Syaoran around, marching him back to bed.
"Just because it's been one day after your sickness and you feel better, it does not mean you can be out of bed," Meiling huffed, shoving her cousin impatiently back in bed. As she threw the blankets over him roughly, she noticed that he was grinning.
"What now?" She said exasperatedly, glaring at him with her bright ruby eyes. Syaoran grinned stretched comfortably.
"You know, I should get sick more." He replied, his voice only slightly raspy now. He could walk short distances, like bathroom trips, with more ease now. "You're quite a nice personal servant."
"Shut the hell up." Meiling retorted, annoyed by her essay that would be due the next day. Syaoran just smirked.
"You are full of miching mallecho." She complained as she sat down in he chair again.
"Miching mallecho?" He questioned, coughing hard afterwards.
"Mischief." Meiling replied with a sly grin.
"I should have guessed." Syaoran replied warily. He always found himself wandering when she spoke Shakespeare to him.
"Hmph." Meiling replied.
As the two were about to argue a bit more, a polite knock came from the door. Meiling opened the door to reveal Tomoyo and Eriol.
"Hey!" She greeted them joyfully. Tomoyo smiled lightly and gave her a hug.
"How's it been? Babysitting Syaoran all day?" She asked, teasingly. Syaoran just humped and refused to reply.
This got laughter from Tomoyo and Meiling. "It's the Hamlet essay that's driving me nuts. I hate reading his tragedies! Why couldn't he have written more comedy like A Midsummer Night's Dream?" She complained.
"You're the one who chose the course," Tomoyo reminded. Meiling glared at her.
"Sure, rub it in, won't you?" She barked. Tomoyo giggled.
"Hey, Eriol, are you okay? No hello my little descendent today?" Syaoran noticed his odd quite behavior. Eriol just shrugged and sat down on a spare chair. Tomoyo's face frowned in worry as she immediately went over to him. The two talked quietly for a while before Tomoyo nodded and faced the confused two.
"Actually, the purpose of our coming here today isn't really to see how Syaoran is." She started, but only to be glared by Syaoran playfully. She rolled her eyes and continued.
"I received a letter from Sakura this morning and." Her voice trailed off. Eriol squeezed her letter supportively. Her lily colored eyes met his azure ones and she smiled lightly. "She's been troubled these days. Last night as she was checking her mail, she fell asleep. Suddenly she woke up to a coughing fit, feeling all warm inside."
Syaoran's face paled. That sounded like the coughs he was having. "Is she okay?" He immediately asked, before Meiling could get the words out.
Tomoyo nodded. "Hai. But when she woke up, she saw a letter appear on her screen." The girl focused her eyes on Meiling. "And it said 'something is rotten in the state of Denmark.'"
"Hamlet!" She exclaimed. Tomoyo nodded.
"Exactly. Kero and her were confused by what it meant. When she woke up the next morning, she found another note left anonymous stating, 'miching mallecho.'"
"Hamlet again." Syaoran whispered. Tomoyo nodded once again.
"Yes indeed. Whoever who is writing these letters have also written to me." Eriol cleared his throat and said seriously. All eyes focused on him. "The letters, like Sakura's, were left anonymous. The exact quotes were sent to me as well, but," he took a deep eyes, focusing his serious gaze towards Syaoran, "the letters were directed to Syaoran."
"Syaoran? Are you sure?" Meiling's voice broke the silence. Eriol nodded.
"Hai. May I use the computer? The letter had said more, but I'm afraid that those words will have more impact on Syaoran." He asked with courtesy. Meiling nodded briskly and led them to the computer. Syaoran crawled up from his bed and sat down in a chair.
Eriol logged into his email address and clicked on a letter that was flagged. In bold black words, Syaoran and the others read the letter silently to themselves.
*** Syaoran's POV*** (A/N: Things below in the letter said in ***.. *** are Syaoran's thoughts as he getting to that part of the letter. Sorry about the confusion)
Li Syaoran--
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Miching mallecho. There is no time left to wish upon stars. There is no time to wish you could sweep her off her feet and kiss her.
There is NO time. Decide whom you chose or Hamlet will play once more.
Time is ticking.
Have you made your decision?
I need an answer NOW.
****I could feel to blood leaving my face. What was this saying? Wishing upon stars? Kissing? What? Hamlet replaying? I don't get this. ***
You have none.
*** Wait! I.I..I. My head was spinning in circles. I had no idea. Choose whom? Who was there to choose? ***
Miching mallecho. Don't say I didn't warn you.
The letter ended, but I was still shocked at what the letter had meant. Meiling was talking furiously to Tomoyo, Eriol, and me about what the letter meant to me. Somehow they sounded so far away. I could only see actions and they seemed so much like slow motion. I squinted as Meiling's face came into my view, she shaking my shoulders. I could feel my body move slightly.
Then my world collapsed. Darkness took over everything.
Who do I chose?
*** Sakura in Beijing ***
Sakura was walking with Ryoko, talking about the football game that happened that day as they were walking home together since they did live in the same apartment.
"Yeah, did you see Kelvin what he did during football game?" Ryoko asked. Sakura nodded laughing as she recalled what had happened.
"Yeah. Tim is Kelvin's place kicker right?" She asked. Ryoko nodded.
"Yep. And right when Kelvin was about to lift that mighty leg of his to kick it, Tim pulls it away and passes it to another! Classic man! It was so funny how Kelvin just flopped right over, slipping in the mud!"
Sakura nodded, laughing along. "And he just laid there in the mud while Tim passed the ball on and eventually scored!"
"Classic!" Ryoko repeated nodding. "Although I heard that Kelvin's pretty pissed off. Heard he might be quitting from the football team altogether. Talk about some loser. He gives up so easily that guy." He rambled on and on until he noticed that Sakura wasn't paying much attention to him.
"Sakura? Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, focusing his light green eyes on her. Sakura managed a light smile, while she bent forward, panting hard.
"Sakura?" Ryoko asked again, this time more firmly. Sakura just shook her head and continued to gasp for breath. Ryoko, not knowing what to do, decided to call the ambulance but only to receive a glare by Sakura.
"I'm.. okay." She managed to say weakly. "Really. Sorry about glaring at you just then." She apologized and smiled weakly. He looked at her skeptically. Her talking was a bit wheezed and she was still panting a bit.
"What's wrong?"
"Allergies." Sakura replied, lying a bit as she crossed her finger behind her back. Ryoko frowned.
"I just wish it were," He replied observantly. "Let me help you home." He wrapped an arm around her and steered her way home. As they got to the doorway, he kissed her cheek lightly before leaving. Sakura stared at him. Somehow that felt out of place and unnerving. Somehow it made her think of. Syaoran. Something was wrong with him; she could just feel it.
Yanking the door open she dashed up the stairs after slamming the door shut and magically locking it.
"Anything happen Kero?" She asked me once she got into her room.
For a while Kero didn't answer. His face was glued to the screen, reading some letter. Sakura closed her eyes and took a deep breath and read the letter.
Card Mistress--
He was given a choice and was unable to. Miching mallecho. I have warned you both. Wishing on stars won't help you now.
"Who could of possibly known?" Sakura whispered, staring at the screen hopelessly. It was then Kero turned, his face marked with sadness.
"It must be someone we don't know." He replied. "Not many know you are the card mistress."
"Unless they have magic." She replied. Suddenly her face drained.
"Syaoran!" She cried. "They know about Syaoran. He is Syaoran in the letter. Syaoran and I used to wish on stars. I wished that he would always be happy." Tears started to form in her jade eyes. "But now.. Wishing won't help."
"We can't take that for certain, Sakura. Might be some form of prank."
"Who would? Anyone that I know who knows that I'm the card mistress and my relationship with Syaoran would not do this!" Sakura retorted, her anger flaming. Kero sighed and nodded.
"I'm calling Syaoran right now. Kero, you call Yue and tell him everything that has been happening. This all has to do with magic and I don't have a good feeling about this." Sakura commanded, taking things into her own hands.
"Hello-" A voice started to say before Sakura cut them off.
"Wei, its me Sakura. I need to talk to Syaoran immediately." She stated firmly.
"Ms. Sakura, he's currently deeply sick and cannot answer the phone right now." He apologized, wondering what was so important to let Sakura be so worried.
"Oh, Eriol wants to talk to you." Wei told her and handed the phone to Eriol.
"Eriol? Do you know the hell what's going around here? I get this email that implies that Syaoran's in danger. How is he?" Sakura said quickly, her voice rising.
"I currently have been receiving emails in the same form. Syaoran has received on through my email address to him. It states something about Syaoran can't wish on stars and can't sweep someone off their feet and kiss her. Then it goes on to prompt if he has chosen. And it ends with a warning since supposedly Syaoran has not chosen." Eriol replied, trying his best to tell her calmly.
Tears rolled down Sakura's cheeks. "I got a letter that he hasn't chosen and the letter is addressed as 'card mistress.' Oh Eriol, magic has to do with this."
"I've suspected that, but with Syaoran sick, I could have no confirmations if my sudden feelings were correct." The half reincarnation of Clow Reed stated.
"How is Syaoran? Please tell me he's okay," Sakura pleaded.
Eriol frowned; he didn't know how to explain this. Meiling asked for the phone for which he passed to her.
"Sakura, it's Meiling."
"Meiling, tell me he's okay." Sakura prayed.
"He is. Suddenly he got some serious cold. And you know that Syaoran hardly ever gets sick. so," Meiling tried to explain.
"It's magic, isn't it? He's sick because of the magic," She whispered, shutting her eyes and hoping it isn't true.
"We think it might be. Syaoran hasn't said so directly to us yet, but I get the implication that it is." Meiling said quietly, breaking the news to her.
"Get Eriol on the phone please," Sakura begged. Meiling nodded and handed the phone back to Eriol.
"Sakura?" He asked.
"Contact Kaho and see if she knows anything about this new magic. I want Syaoran to be watched and guarded so that no magic falls on him. Kero's contacting Yue right now to see if everything is all right in Japan. I'll call you back when I get everything settled." Sakura instructed. "And Eriol?"
"Hai."
"I might be coming back to Hong Kong." She confessed. Eriol smiled lightly.
"Tell Yue to come to Hong Kong," He replied knowingly. Sakura smiled through her tears. He just knew her too well.
"Arigato. Tell Meiling sorry that I was so harsh with her and tell Tomoyo that I miss her much."
"And tell Syaoran that you love him." Eriol added. Sakura smiled.
"And that too." She replied.
"Alright. You should be arriving soon. I'll tell Tomoyo and them that. Meanwhile, I'll ask Yelan if you can stay here while you come back." Eriol replied.
"Ja ne."
"Ja." Eriol hung up the phone and told Meiling and Tomoyo what had happened over the phone. Tomoyo and Meiling were happy that she was coming, but they both hated how situations had developed that caused Sakura to have to come back and face all evil.
*** Sakura in Beijing ***
"Kero, have you called-" Before she could finish her words, her cell phone in her hand began to rings shrilly. Giving her phone a light glare in annoyance, she answered the phone.
"Ryoko? What do you want?" She asked, slightly irritated, but trying to keep her anger from showing.
"Hoe?" She cried desperately. Kero eyed her strangely. "There's a song practice right now?"
Kero sighed. "But I'm really busy right now. Can it be another time?"
Sakura begged for another ten minutes. "Onegai, Ryoko Kai." Kero tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for her to finish her call.
"But I'm busy, god d*mmit!" Sakura cursed out loud. Kero raised his eyebrow but didn't comment much about the cursing. She had learned her glaring skills, which she mastered, and a few curse words here and there with her years with Syaoran. Of course, she didn't use her curse words, unless she was really pissed off, which was now.
Sakura pushed the button furiously to stop the conversation. "Kero, I have to go to that song practice thing. Have you called Yue yet?"
"Hai. He and Touya will be arriving in Hong Kong by tomorrow night." He answered.
"What! Touya too-" Sakura fumed. "Whatever. Please call Eriol back and tell him to contact Spinal and Nakuru as well."
"Aye." Kero replied. "And about this singing contest thing?"
"Ryoko was even more stubborn than I was. He said that it was a group thing and all that and it was demanded that I show my presence." She replied sharply. "It couldn't have been a better time," She remarked sarcastically.
At the door a figure smiled. "You got that right Kinomoto." He paused a little while to listen if there was anymore before leaving out the apartment building and blending with the people on the street.
Sakura dashed out her apartment after giving Kero instructions on what to do. She fingered the key necklace she always wore. It was time for her to use her magic once again. Although she was afraid of the unknown magic, somehow she looked forward in being with her cards again. Somehow they gave her power and comfort.
"Okay, let's get this practice over with!" Sakura declared as she walked into the recording station they always practiced their songs in.
The lights were turned on but no one was in sight. Sakura tapped her foot on the titled floor impatiently. She had things to do and she was worried about Syaoran. She had no intentions to stay here and waste time.
"Is anyone here? This isn't funny!" She called.
"Oh, there you are, Sakura. I was beginning to think no one would come." A voice greeted in a casual smooth manner.
"At least you're here," Sakura replied, her voice dripping in sarcasm as she faced Ryoko with his flaming red hair. He grinned sheepishly.
"What's wrong with you? You're sure in a pissed off mood." He acknowledged.
"Hell yeah. I want to get this practice over with. I'm extremely busy." She growled.
"With magic?" A faraway voice asked.
Sakura looked around; her ears had clearly heard those words. She squinted lightly, her hawk eyes trying to pin point who had spoken. "Did you hear anything?" She asked Ryoko.
Ryoko shrugged. "Not really. Why?"
"Forget it." Sakura replied. Ryoko didn't have magic; he probably didn't have that good hearing as to hear what the voice had said.
"You are wrong." The same faraway voice called again. Sakura surveyed her surroundings with her eyes closed like Syaoran taught her since they first met. There was the briefest amount of magic in the air.
Magic. Sakura opened her eyes. She was sure about it. There was magic happening probably in both Beijing and Hong Kong. She eyed Ryoko. She couldn't just leave him here, but the magic had to be found out.
Ryoko somehow probably seemed that he wasn't needed. "I guess we should be leaving. I guess there is no singing practice." He commented. Sakura shrugged.
"I guess." She replied. Ryoko grinned.
"Let's go then. I'll treat you to your favorite strawberry ice cream since I'm the one who made you come here." He offered. Sakura smiled at his offer.
"Thanks, but no thanks. But as I've said before, I'm busy." She politely declined, her magic spreading out, finding the source of magic. Eriol had taught that to her last year: spreading her magic out into an orb. As long as it was within her magic orb, she could sense any movement. After all her training in it, she could spread her magic in an impressive range, about a whole tall building of maybe 15 floors.
"Well, bye then." Ryoko said. "Maybe another day."
Sakura agreed. "Another day." With that, Ryoko walked off. Sakura could sense him leaving the building and walking off. Her magic only showed the presence of herself, yet she could clearly feel another source of magic.
And it was orange.
"O key of the card, with powers burning bright, reveal the staff, and shine your light! Release!" Sakura cried, her usual chant. Her key turned into a long staff, yet it was different from the one she used before. It was the exact same one as she used to fight Eriol in the last battle. It was the same staff when Yue and Cerberus had gone inside. Yet now, her magic had increased dramatically, so her staff became better as she became stronger.
"Shadow! Reveal this person!" She cried. The card glowed pink and a shadow came out from the card and quickly went off. It's blackness searching for the answer. Sakura called out dash and quickly ran after the shadow.
*** Hong Kong ***
Eriol sighed and warily stood beside the window, looking out. Magic was starting all over again. Somehow had unleashed a new brand of magic, just like they had warned. And it had started in Beijing-where Sakura currently was. They wanted her down.
Syaoran woke up to the feeling of a familiar pink aurora. "Sakura," he croaked. He closed his eyes and focused on his slowly dying green aurora. Somehow, as if he remembered everything, he found a light pink inside of him.
Sending his fading magic quickly down the pink connection, he fell into deep slumber. "Sakura," he whispered. He hoped she was all right.
"Wei, why can't you let me see Xiao Lang?" She whined, trying to get a peek as to what was happening inside.
Wei frowned. "He's really sick currently and he has orders from his mother and mistress to not see anyone except for a few."
"And they can?" She fumed, pointing at Tomoyo and Meiling who were preparing lunch for Syaoran and Eriol who were upstairs.
"For your information, Tomoyo and Eriol have been friends with the Li for many years. They have the right." Meiling declared, her voice ringing with authority.
"And I'm not a friend? I'm Syaoran's girlfriend for Heaven's sake!" Kali cried. "I am worried about him."
"I'm glad that you are worried about him, Jiang." Tomoyo stated lightly. "But Syaoran is indeed very sick and he is ordered not to be visited."
"Right. His mother and a.. mistress." Kali's face paled. "Who is this mistress?" She demanded. Tomoyo and Meiling shared a look. They couldn't just say the card mistress, now could they?
"His sisters," Wei replied smoothly, trying to cover his mistake earlier. Kali eyed him with her blue eyes.
"But you said-" She started.
The old friend smiled. "I'm sorry. I meant to say mistresses." Kali sighed.
"Alright. But I'm coming back when he's better. But meanwhile, can you give him his package? It's a get well gift." She said, giving in. Wei nodded.
"Of course." He replied, taking the package from her. "I'll tell master you came over." He said as he bid her a farewell. Kali nodded and retreated out the house.
"Who does she think she is? Barging in like that?" Meiling demanded, furious.
"But she really does care about him." Tomoyo commented with a sly smile. Meiling just groaned.
"Whatever. Let's get the lunch up to the guys." She said.
"Meiling, please give this to Syaoran as well." Wei instructed, handing her the package. Meiling nodded and the two girls went upstairs.
Syaoran was in deep sleep and wasn't able to wake up for lunch. Tomoyo laid out his portion before the three sat down cross-legged for lunch and decide what to do. They were so deep in thought that they didn't notice that the package Kali had given Syaoran was glowing lightly.
It was glowing with a soft pearly glow.
*** How was it? This chapter was a bit fast paced, so sorry about that. Sakura was a little bit off focus with her temper, so sorry about that as well. She was angry okay? And sorry about the cursing as well. Please, please, please review. Love you guys. I'll try and update soon. ~ Rainbow Dreamer