'Fei Ai Ni Bu Ke' Chapter 2
~*~*Disclaimer*~*~ I do not own Kinomoto Sakura or other registered characters in CardCaptor Sakura, neither do I own CardCaptor Sakura, or the song lyrics as some of you may recognise as the Yakusoku Wa Iranai - the op. song to Tenkuu no Escaflowne and all the other song lyrics too. However, this petty little story is mine.
A.N katana-chan: ^-^ Hey what do you ppls thinks so far? Hmmm.thank you all the people that reviewed my first chappie!!!! *bows* Doumo Arigato! I just get this really nice, warm fuzzy feeling when I know someone's read my fic ^_^ okie.anyways eh hem; just in case those of you that don't understand Chinese the title means something along the lines of "I have to love you", or "I have no choice but to love you". In Chinese, this is sorta like a positive phrase that someone who is definitely in love might use.but translated into English it sounds like that person's being forced to love. -Which is the reason I didn't translate it in the title. Ok, I'll shut up and start writing. I hope you enjoy it.
~~~~~~Chapter 2 - The Boy ~~~~~
((Previously)) "I suggest you let me go through," Sakura-chan glared at them angrily, "now, as it is in your best interests as well as it is mine."
"Get the friggin' back where you came from you lil bastard - now!" The second guard muttered, rolling his eyes behind his shades. Holding his gun up at her, threatening her.
"That was not a good idea," Sakura-chan laughed through gritted teeth, "you asked for it." With a swift movement of her arm she knocked both their guns out of their hands and embedded them into the iron wall. Two quick flicks of her finger on each of the guard's necks and they were on the ground begging for mercy. "That was fun." She laughed maniacally and entered through the unprotected doorway. The audience silently looked to the silver slave tag that she had pinned to the guns:
KINOMOTO Sakura. F. 17.JAPAN
Sakura-chan crept along the dark passageway, until she found a flight of steps, jumping gracefully, taking three steps at a time, a door in front of her; made of the strongest alloy barred her way. An eye detection security sensor bleeped at her.
"P L E A S E S C AN Y O U R E Y E F O R I D E N T I F I C A T I O N."
"Hm, how lame." Sakura-chan grinned, using two long, slender fingers she gently pulled at the fine gold chain tied about her neck, the chain fell into her hand. On the end of the chain was what looked like a pendant, except it had a golden, five pentacle star in the centre, surrounded by a delicate, thin, pink hoop, which was attached to a tiny pink stem. The pink hoop had miniscule feathering wings attached at both sides, "release the seal!" She uttered, a blinding, golden aura surrounded the key that was hovering in between her hands as it enlarged itself. "[ I L L U S I O N ] ", Sakura-chan produced a large, thin card with a distinctive pattern on the back of it and a marvellous pattern on the front, of what looked like a kaleidoscope. She threw the card into the air, as it floated there she raised her wand above her head and hit the card with the end. The card shimmered pink and silver as the image on the card disappeared and reformed itself in mid-air. Quickly, the kaleidoscope pattern re-arranged itself into a lifelike comparison of one of the guards that Sakura-chan had pinned earlier. The illusion moved itself in front of the eye detector.
"Permission to access, allowed." The eye hole, magnetically flapped itself open like the pin-hole on an old snap-shot camera, allowing Sakura-chan to step through.
"Return." She muttered staring on ahead of her, the illusion scattered itself back into the kaleidoscope image and filtered back into the card, which Sakura-chan tucked into the one of her pockets of her black, badly torn combat pants/trousers (A.N: Hey I'm from the U.K; we call them trousers!!!) As she walked, her eyes kept alert for any sign of movement, the door snapped shut behind her. Sakura-chan carefully trod along the plush, wine-red carpet, yet another door in front of her she stopped. This door was different, it was door with no-protection on it whatsoever, the hinges made of solid gold, the door knob had been polished to a shine, the door itself was made of what looked like thousands of precious gems place together into a mosaic. "What a waste of jewels." Sakura thought aloud, she reached her hand down to twist the door knob, her foot ready to push open the door. She edged the door open, just a crack, to see inside, men, at least a dozen of them were sitting on plump, velvety cushions. Two men sat at a low, mahogany table. Sakura-chan recognised one of them to be the man who was in charge of the entire Slave trade, the other.she did not.
Two eyes flit in her direction, a boy, about the same age as her, was kneeling upon a cushion, directly opposite the door. His glowing amber eyes stared at her, he could see a pair of emerald eyes staring at him through the crack of the door which was slightly ajar. "Oh My God, please don't let him have seen me." Sakura-chan whispered to herself gently, she thought slowly 'hang on, it doesn't matter if they see me, I'll destroy all of them.' but something inside her head wouldn't allow her to do such a thing. 'No that's wrong, you shouldn't hurt them. One of them, yes but not the rest.' Her eyes rested on the boy, his silky, light brown hair, his perfect face.his body was well-toned but not disgustingly muscled.'Ack, what am I thinking? This is the enemy!' Sakura-chan shook her head at herself in disbelief. She forced herself to look away from him and studied the man that was sitting at the table with the Slave dealer. He was dressed finely, even finer than the other boy, he was slightly older with silvery-blue hair that seemed to be producing it's own form of light, which was quite long and tied into braid/plait. Upon his head there was a plate of some sort, platinum and encrusted heavily with jewels. To the side that Sakura-chan could see she saw that one of his ears had a large ear cuff made of the same material as the plate. His eyes were shocking red in contrast to his silvery hair. The men talked and drank, at one side of the room there was a small stage that was raised above the rest of the room where two girls were sparring, both dressed in the most obscure manner. Sakura-chan shuddered as she imagined herself dressed like that and quickly shook off the thought.
"Aren't you going to go in?" A male voice behind her asked softly.
"Argh, what?" Sakura-chan flicked her head around, her eyes widened in shock, "aren't you in there?" Her head nudged in the direction of the door.
"Well, now I'm not." It was the boy, the boy from inside the room that had seen her, he frowned at her in curiosity. "What are you doing outside anyway?"
"Is that any of your business, this is a trap isn't it? You're going to lure me into a trap and then they'll get me. You've raised the alarm haven't you?" Sakura-chan backed away from him, burbling accusingly.
"No I haven't, seriously, I'm just curious, what are you doing on this ship?" He asked again, raising his hands up slightly to show that he wasn't going to harm her.
"What do you think?" Sakura-chan used her thumb to point towards a beaded, silver slave tag around her neck.
"Oh.I'm sorry." The boy's face softened up, sympathy spread across his face.
"I don't need your apologies, neither do I need your sympathy. I only need blood, blood of the person, no the monster that did this." She hissed, as she did so the crystal door opened from the inside.
A man was standing there, his hands on his hips, causing creases to appear in his expensive black suit. "Well well well, what do we have here? A slave girl I see."
"Huh, you.you tricked me." Sakura-chan's face screwed up in anger, as she did she accidentally hit a small device in one of her pockets.
"#doushiteru kana anata no koto
tsumetai kaze ni sukoshi omotta
I wonder how it's been with you?
In the cold wind,
I pondered a little bit.
eda ni mo tarete hanashita yo ne
karada ga hiete hi ga ochite mo
We leaned against a branch and talked, didn't we?
My body started to chill,
and as the sun was setting,
nakidashite shimatta
watashi o mamoru you ni
damatte soba ni ite
kureta ne
I ended up crying.
And as if to protect me,
you came and stood silently by my side,
didn't you?
fushigi na sekai sono hitomi ni
utsushiteru you na sonna kigashita
I felt like
your eyes reflect
a wondrous world.
akogare dato ka yumemiru koto
anata ni kitto oshierareta
You taught me
how to dream
and long and such.
hanareba nare ni naru
sukoshi mae ni tsugeta
negai
wasurenai de iru kara
I told you only a little while ago,
even if we get torn apart,
I won't forget
our dreams, so...
tooku temo anata ni
maketaku ha nainda
itsu made mo futari ha
RAIBARU
...even though I'm far away from you,
I don't want to give up.
Even though we've always been
rivals.
tayori ha iranai
daisuki na tomodachi
I don't need to hear any news,
beloved friend.
dare ni mo iwanai
ichiban no omoide
I don't tell anyone else
my foremost thoughts.
mou ichido aerusa
daisuki na tomodachi
We'll meet once more, right,
beloved friend.
wasureru koto nai
daisuki na tomodachi
I won't forget you,
beloved friend.#
The recording finished.they stood there listening in silence until the end of the song.
"Ah, you're the slave that has the most beautiful voice, am I right?" The slave master smirked.
"That's none of your business. Anyway what's it to you?!" Sakura-chan stood up straight, her arms in front of herself protectively.
"Maybe you could perform one for us, if you don't mind- that is." The boy stuttered from behind her.
"Ok, slave girl move it, you're going to sing for us." The slave master pushed her into the room roughly.
'Why am I not resisting?' Sakura-chan thought to herself angrily, the boy's soft words came back into her head and she loosened up again, not knowing that the stage was being cleared for her.
~*~*~* A.N: katana-chan: Well what do you think people? ^-^ Um.oops I still haven't explained for her behaviour, most of this chapter is just description I guess.-.-;; I don't plan my fics, they just sorta pop into my head. Right um please R+R, um any comments at all, how I could improve and stuff..I'm not gonna say anymore before I ruin the effect of the anon. boy and stuff.ok.I'll write more some time.
~*~*Disclaimer*~*~ I do not own Kinomoto Sakura or other registered characters in CardCaptor Sakura, neither do I own CardCaptor Sakura, or the song lyrics as some of you may recognise as the Yakusoku Wa Iranai - the op. song to Tenkuu no Escaflowne and all the other song lyrics too. However, this petty little story is mine.
A.N katana-chan: ^-^ Hey what do you ppls thinks so far? Hmmm.thank you all the people that reviewed my first chappie!!!! *bows* Doumo Arigato! I just get this really nice, warm fuzzy feeling when I know someone's read my fic ^_^ okie.anyways eh hem; just in case those of you that don't understand Chinese the title means something along the lines of "I have to love you", or "I have no choice but to love you". In Chinese, this is sorta like a positive phrase that someone who is definitely in love might use.but translated into English it sounds like that person's being forced to love. -Which is the reason I didn't translate it in the title. Ok, I'll shut up and start writing. I hope you enjoy it.
~~~~~~Chapter 2 - The Boy ~~~~~
((Previously)) "I suggest you let me go through," Sakura-chan glared at them angrily, "now, as it is in your best interests as well as it is mine."
"Get the friggin' back where you came from you lil bastard - now!" The second guard muttered, rolling his eyes behind his shades. Holding his gun up at her, threatening her.
"That was not a good idea," Sakura-chan laughed through gritted teeth, "you asked for it." With a swift movement of her arm she knocked both their guns out of their hands and embedded them into the iron wall. Two quick flicks of her finger on each of the guard's necks and they were on the ground begging for mercy. "That was fun." She laughed maniacally and entered through the unprotected doorway. The audience silently looked to the silver slave tag that she had pinned to the guns:
KINOMOTO Sakura. F. 17.JAPAN
Sakura-chan crept along the dark passageway, until she found a flight of steps, jumping gracefully, taking three steps at a time, a door in front of her; made of the strongest alloy barred her way. An eye detection security sensor bleeped at her.
"P L E A S E S C AN Y O U R E Y E F O R I D E N T I F I C A T I O N."
"Hm, how lame." Sakura-chan grinned, using two long, slender fingers she gently pulled at the fine gold chain tied about her neck, the chain fell into her hand. On the end of the chain was what looked like a pendant, except it had a golden, five pentacle star in the centre, surrounded by a delicate, thin, pink hoop, which was attached to a tiny pink stem. The pink hoop had miniscule feathering wings attached at both sides, "release the seal!" She uttered, a blinding, golden aura surrounded the key that was hovering in between her hands as it enlarged itself. "[ I L L U S I O N ] ", Sakura-chan produced a large, thin card with a distinctive pattern on the back of it and a marvellous pattern on the front, of what looked like a kaleidoscope. She threw the card into the air, as it floated there she raised her wand above her head and hit the card with the end. The card shimmered pink and silver as the image on the card disappeared and reformed itself in mid-air. Quickly, the kaleidoscope pattern re-arranged itself into a lifelike comparison of one of the guards that Sakura-chan had pinned earlier. The illusion moved itself in front of the eye detector.
"Permission to access, allowed." The eye hole, magnetically flapped itself open like the pin-hole on an old snap-shot camera, allowing Sakura-chan to step through.
"Return." She muttered staring on ahead of her, the illusion scattered itself back into the kaleidoscope image and filtered back into the card, which Sakura-chan tucked into the one of her pockets of her black, badly torn combat pants/trousers (A.N: Hey I'm from the U.K; we call them trousers!!!) As she walked, her eyes kept alert for any sign of movement, the door snapped shut behind her. Sakura-chan carefully trod along the plush, wine-red carpet, yet another door in front of her she stopped. This door was different, it was door with no-protection on it whatsoever, the hinges made of solid gold, the door knob had been polished to a shine, the door itself was made of what looked like thousands of precious gems place together into a mosaic. "What a waste of jewels." Sakura thought aloud, she reached her hand down to twist the door knob, her foot ready to push open the door. She edged the door open, just a crack, to see inside, men, at least a dozen of them were sitting on plump, velvety cushions. Two men sat at a low, mahogany table. Sakura-chan recognised one of them to be the man who was in charge of the entire Slave trade, the other.she did not.
Two eyes flit in her direction, a boy, about the same age as her, was kneeling upon a cushion, directly opposite the door. His glowing amber eyes stared at her, he could see a pair of emerald eyes staring at him through the crack of the door which was slightly ajar. "Oh My God, please don't let him have seen me." Sakura-chan whispered to herself gently, she thought slowly 'hang on, it doesn't matter if they see me, I'll destroy all of them.' but something inside her head wouldn't allow her to do such a thing. 'No that's wrong, you shouldn't hurt them. One of them, yes but not the rest.' Her eyes rested on the boy, his silky, light brown hair, his perfect face.his body was well-toned but not disgustingly muscled.'Ack, what am I thinking? This is the enemy!' Sakura-chan shook her head at herself in disbelief. She forced herself to look away from him and studied the man that was sitting at the table with the Slave dealer. He was dressed finely, even finer than the other boy, he was slightly older with silvery-blue hair that seemed to be producing it's own form of light, which was quite long and tied into braid/plait. Upon his head there was a plate of some sort, platinum and encrusted heavily with jewels. To the side that Sakura-chan could see she saw that one of his ears had a large ear cuff made of the same material as the plate. His eyes were shocking red in contrast to his silvery hair. The men talked and drank, at one side of the room there was a small stage that was raised above the rest of the room where two girls were sparring, both dressed in the most obscure manner. Sakura-chan shuddered as she imagined herself dressed like that and quickly shook off the thought.
"Aren't you going to go in?" A male voice behind her asked softly.
"Argh, what?" Sakura-chan flicked her head around, her eyes widened in shock, "aren't you in there?" Her head nudged in the direction of the door.
"Well, now I'm not." It was the boy, the boy from inside the room that had seen her, he frowned at her in curiosity. "What are you doing outside anyway?"
"Is that any of your business, this is a trap isn't it? You're going to lure me into a trap and then they'll get me. You've raised the alarm haven't you?" Sakura-chan backed away from him, burbling accusingly.
"No I haven't, seriously, I'm just curious, what are you doing on this ship?" He asked again, raising his hands up slightly to show that he wasn't going to harm her.
"What do you think?" Sakura-chan used her thumb to point towards a beaded, silver slave tag around her neck.
"Oh.I'm sorry." The boy's face softened up, sympathy spread across his face.
"I don't need your apologies, neither do I need your sympathy. I only need blood, blood of the person, no the monster that did this." She hissed, as she did so the crystal door opened from the inside.
A man was standing there, his hands on his hips, causing creases to appear in his expensive black suit. "Well well well, what do we have here? A slave girl I see."
"Huh, you.you tricked me." Sakura-chan's face screwed up in anger, as she did she accidentally hit a small device in one of her pockets.
"#doushiteru kana anata no koto
tsumetai kaze ni sukoshi omotta
I wonder how it's been with you?
In the cold wind,
I pondered a little bit.
eda ni mo tarete hanashita yo ne
karada ga hiete hi ga ochite mo
We leaned against a branch and talked, didn't we?
My body started to chill,
and as the sun was setting,
nakidashite shimatta
watashi o mamoru you ni
damatte soba ni ite
kureta ne
I ended up crying.
And as if to protect me,
you came and stood silently by my side,
didn't you?
fushigi na sekai sono hitomi ni
utsushiteru you na sonna kigashita
I felt like
your eyes reflect
a wondrous world.
akogare dato ka yumemiru koto
anata ni kitto oshierareta
You taught me
how to dream
and long and such.
hanareba nare ni naru
sukoshi mae ni tsugeta
negai
wasurenai de iru kara
I told you only a little while ago,
even if we get torn apart,
I won't forget
our dreams, so...
tooku temo anata ni
maketaku ha nainda
itsu made mo futari ha
RAIBARU
...even though I'm far away from you,
I don't want to give up.
Even though we've always been
rivals.
tayori ha iranai
daisuki na tomodachi
I don't need to hear any news,
beloved friend.
dare ni mo iwanai
ichiban no omoide
I don't tell anyone else
my foremost thoughts.
mou ichido aerusa
daisuki na tomodachi
We'll meet once more, right,
beloved friend.
wasureru koto nai
daisuki na tomodachi
I won't forget you,
beloved friend.#
The recording finished.they stood there listening in silence until the end of the song.
"Ah, you're the slave that has the most beautiful voice, am I right?" The slave master smirked.
"That's none of your business. Anyway what's it to you?!" Sakura-chan stood up straight, her arms in front of herself protectively.
"Maybe you could perform one for us, if you don't mind- that is." The boy stuttered from behind her.
"Ok, slave girl move it, you're going to sing for us." The slave master pushed her into the room roughly.
'Why am I not resisting?' Sakura-chan thought to herself angrily, the boy's soft words came back into her head and she loosened up again, not knowing that the stage was being cleared for her.
~*~*~* A.N: katana-chan: Well what do you think people? ^-^ Um.oops I still haven't explained for her behaviour, most of this chapter is just description I guess.-.-;; I don't plan my fics, they just sorta pop into my head. Right um please R+R, um any comments at all, how I could improve and stuff..I'm not gonna say anymore before I ruin the effect of the anon. boy and stuff.ok.I'll write more some time.