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~*~ Tomoyo's flashbacks
Forgotten Memories By ms. evil
DISCLAIMER: I don't own nothin
*******
The pain started washing from head down to the tips of my feet. I didn't get it, who was that girl?
Faintly I heard a voice, "Tomoyo!"
I opened my eyes and a rush of colors flowed into view and once again, it was all clear.
When I looked back up two faces gazed back at me. "Miss, are you okay?" an attendent asked. Slowly I nodded my head and asked for a cup of water, she soon left.
Then I started rummaging through my bag to look for my medication. I couls feel Kinomoto's eyes watching me intensively.
"Tomoyo, what's wrong?" she asked, "I saw that you had an attack like this at the airport."
"Nothing's wrong," I replied quietly as I overturned a few books.
"But you used to tell me everything, you used to confide in me like I you."
I sighed in relief when my hand clasped over the plastic bottle of pills, then I looked back up at Kinomoto, "Listen, I'm sorry, but I don't know you! And I do believe that you don't know me so please, lay off," I said. I could feel that my tone was getting harsh and icy as were my eyes.
Then I saw a pain like no other. It was a look of pain that you would never find on someone who was about to be killed, or someone that had that had been left out or scolded at. It was a pain of loss, a look that I had only seen once before.
I could see that it reached into the depths of Kinomoto's bright green eyes. The eyes that were once filled with bubbly happiness were gone. The bright green eyes that could compare to even the greatest and finest of emeralds had gone dull.
My had heart been beating fast and my muscles had gone tense with frustration, but somehow, her eyes just made my hate and anger melt away. It just had some sort of hold over me that I couldn't ignore.
"I'm sorry, truly I am. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, can you forgive me? I am willing to start over," I asked. And I really did try to sound comforting and sorry at the same time.
Small, bright tears beagan to fall from her eyes, she smiled a soft smile and leaned over to give me a tight embrace.
"Of course I'll forgive you Tomoyo! You were my best friend, and still is!" she cried.
"I'm glad." While hugging back, the lady returned with a plastic cup filled with water.
Letting go of Kinomoto's hug I took the water, "Thanks," I said huskily.
Downing the pill I looked back at Kinomoto. "So you wanna start over?"
I hesitated, if I agreed what would I be getting into? But could this girl really unlock the secrets to my past.
Then I remembered what Koharu had once said to me. "Sometimes problems are like multiple choice question, always go with your first choice."
"Sure." I gave her a grin, and she smiled back and her happiness returning.
"So what do you want to know first? How we met, your family, my family, our old friends, the cards, Syaoran, Eriol, me, you?" she said, listing off all these different topics.
But just one word reached me, Syaoran. "Do you mean, Syaoran Li?" I asked.
"Wow! You remembered his last name!" she exclaimed.
Not wanting to tell her how I really knew, I just nodded. Her eyes sparkled happily, "Okay, well it all started in school when he first came to Tomeaoda where you and I used to live. . ."
As she continued I listened intently. ". . .and that's how it all started. But it was so sad," she said looking at me.
"Why?"
"He had moved back to Hong Kong a year after you disappeared," she said sadly.
And almost instantly I understood why she was so depressed all of a sudden. "You loved him, didn't you?"
She nodded in consent, "I remember, two years after he had gone, I recieved a letter from him," her face leaned up to the ceiling and closed her eyes.
"Dear Sakura, I'm sorry I haven't contacted you in so long, things have grown hectic around here. It has been said that there have been drug dealers running around town convincing kids into buying their "product". The police has never been able to catch these criminals however, my mother and sisters fear for my life since the drugs being given out are highly addictive and are also highly deadly. But please don't worry for you already know that I am not gullible and will not fall for their tricks. But in case something terrible does happen, I would like to tell you now. Sakura, I love you, I always had, and I always will. You had seemed like an annoying kid before, but now my love for you has grown stronger and stronger. So please remember, you will always be in my heart. Syaoran Li," she recited.
I suddenly felt a stab of guilt, I was about to kill the love of her life! Then, a more serious side took over, the side that Koharu had created.
Do not forget! He is your mission! And no pety feelings are allowed to get in the way, not even someone you may have grown attached to.
Yeah, Koharu's number one rule: Never, gow feelings for your target, they will only get in the way.
"Kinomoto-san, I'm so sorry, did you ever hear from him again?" I asked.
She smiled, but kept her eyes closed, "Yeah, I did."
"And?"
"And as it turns out, he helped the police figure out the case, the criminals were sent to jail and he was awarded a job as a detective at the station," she said, frowning with her smile still frozen in place.
"He was then moved to England where he is working now."
"Is that why you're going there now?" I asked.
Kinomoto's opened again, "Yeah, I just, I just can't keep away from him any more."
"I understand." No I didn't.
As her face turned back to me I could tell she was about to cry, but was holding it in. You see that look all the time on stubborn targets that are about to die in a few moments.
She wiped small tears from her eyes, "So, what do you want to know next?" she said dryly.
"How about, these cards. Are they like playing cards or what?"
She shook her head, "No, they're very special, magical cards."
"What, tarot cards?"
"No, here, I'll show you," she said, picking up a small pink backpack that had a white wing sewn onto the front.
She then pulled out a pink book embelleshed with gold trimmings with her name written in gold ink on the front. Handing it to me she said, "These Tomoyo, are the one of a kind, Sakura Cards."
Then she took off the necklace she was wearing and also gave it to me. I examined it, the charm on it seemed to be made of porcelin with intricate details. I had never seen anything like it before.
"And here, let me opent the book for you," she said leaning over and opening the seal. Inside, laid long pink and gold cards with weird names.
I picked them out, "The Windy? Firey? Watery? Earthy? Light? Dark?" I said flipping through them, "What the heck are these?" I asked looking back at Kinomoto.
She began to explain the magical qualities of each card and how they came to be hers and who Kero was. And what part I used to play in her "Cardcapturing Days".
"You would make all these matching outfits for me and Kero, you had like this whole van filled with them," her eyes filled with laughter, "You even gave me your sketch book filled with designs."
I felt my heart warming towards this girl, she seemed like someone everyone wanted to get to know, that everyone wanted to be friends with. She was the girl with the key. For the rest of the night she talked about everything she knew of, everything she claimed "I" used to know.
"But the only thing I don't know, is how you lost your memory Tomoyo," she confessed.
"What do you mean? You said you were there, how could you not remember?"
"I don't know, it just seemed like one day I woke up, and all memory of that night was gone. IT was really strange."
Then suddenly, it seemed as if the world froze and a scene flashed before me.
*Scene*
A girl with pink hair and black butterfly wings flew to a red chair before a fireplace.
"But master, how could you let something like that to happen to her?" she asked, worry was furrowed into her skin.
A voice, rich with wisdom and maturity spoke, "I don't know Ruby Moon, for some unexplainable reason Wood had just went crazy and out of my control."
Then a large dark panther with similar wings to the girl spoke, "But wasn't there anyway you could've stopped time, at least save her?"
There was a pause, then the voice started speaking again, "No I tried but I couldn't, maybe it was just fate."
"Then shouldn't you at least go visit her, it could be comforting, or you could try to heal her. You saw the condition she was in," Ruby Moon said.
Then a different voice spoke, a younger one but the same maturity was laced through his words, "I will, and I will try to help Daidouji-san." Then a small shadow emerged from the chair and walked into the dark abyss of the room.
"Suppi, I hope that master will succeed," said Ruby Moon.
"Me too," agreed the panther.
*End of Scene*
Then, everything was back to normal. The room was gone and I was once again sitting on the airplane filled with chatter.
A/N: Remember to review. I really want to now what you guys *really* think. The same goes for all my other stories if you read them. Because I want to know if my stories really do suck and stuff. But hey, after writing for about two hours I feel better!
~*~ Tomoyo's flashbacks
Forgotten Memories By ms. evil
DISCLAIMER: I don't own nothin
*******
The pain started washing from head down to the tips of my feet. I didn't get it, who was that girl?
Faintly I heard a voice, "Tomoyo!"
I opened my eyes and a rush of colors flowed into view and once again, it was all clear.
When I looked back up two faces gazed back at me. "Miss, are you okay?" an attendent asked. Slowly I nodded my head and asked for a cup of water, she soon left.
Then I started rummaging through my bag to look for my medication. I couls feel Kinomoto's eyes watching me intensively.
"Tomoyo, what's wrong?" she asked, "I saw that you had an attack like this at the airport."
"Nothing's wrong," I replied quietly as I overturned a few books.
"But you used to tell me everything, you used to confide in me like I you."
I sighed in relief when my hand clasped over the plastic bottle of pills, then I looked back up at Kinomoto, "Listen, I'm sorry, but I don't know you! And I do believe that you don't know me so please, lay off," I said. I could feel that my tone was getting harsh and icy as were my eyes.
Then I saw a pain like no other. It was a look of pain that you would never find on someone who was about to be killed, or someone that had that had been left out or scolded at. It was a pain of loss, a look that I had only seen once before.
I could see that it reached into the depths of Kinomoto's bright green eyes. The eyes that were once filled with bubbly happiness were gone. The bright green eyes that could compare to even the greatest and finest of emeralds had gone dull.
My had heart been beating fast and my muscles had gone tense with frustration, but somehow, her eyes just made my hate and anger melt away. It just had some sort of hold over me that I couldn't ignore.
"I'm sorry, truly I am. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, can you forgive me? I am willing to start over," I asked. And I really did try to sound comforting and sorry at the same time.
Small, bright tears beagan to fall from her eyes, she smiled a soft smile and leaned over to give me a tight embrace.
"Of course I'll forgive you Tomoyo! You were my best friend, and still is!" she cried.
"I'm glad." While hugging back, the lady returned with a plastic cup filled with water.
Letting go of Kinomoto's hug I took the water, "Thanks," I said huskily.
Downing the pill I looked back at Kinomoto. "So you wanna start over?"
I hesitated, if I agreed what would I be getting into? But could this girl really unlock the secrets to my past.
Then I remembered what Koharu had once said to me. "Sometimes problems are like multiple choice question, always go with your first choice."
"Sure." I gave her a grin, and she smiled back and her happiness returning.
"So what do you want to know first? How we met, your family, my family, our old friends, the cards, Syaoran, Eriol, me, you?" she said, listing off all these different topics.
But just one word reached me, Syaoran. "Do you mean, Syaoran Li?" I asked.
"Wow! You remembered his last name!" she exclaimed.
Not wanting to tell her how I really knew, I just nodded. Her eyes sparkled happily, "Okay, well it all started in school when he first came to Tomeaoda where you and I used to live. . ."
As she continued I listened intently. ". . .and that's how it all started. But it was so sad," she said looking at me.
"Why?"
"He had moved back to Hong Kong a year after you disappeared," she said sadly.
And almost instantly I understood why she was so depressed all of a sudden. "You loved him, didn't you?"
She nodded in consent, "I remember, two years after he had gone, I recieved a letter from him," her face leaned up to the ceiling and closed her eyes.
"Dear Sakura, I'm sorry I haven't contacted you in so long, things have grown hectic around here. It has been said that there have been drug dealers running around town convincing kids into buying their "product". The police has never been able to catch these criminals however, my mother and sisters fear for my life since the drugs being given out are highly addictive and are also highly deadly. But please don't worry for you already know that I am not gullible and will not fall for their tricks. But in case something terrible does happen, I would like to tell you now. Sakura, I love you, I always had, and I always will. You had seemed like an annoying kid before, but now my love for you has grown stronger and stronger. So please remember, you will always be in my heart. Syaoran Li," she recited.
I suddenly felt a stab of guilt, I was about to kill the love of her life! Then, a more serious side took over, the side that Koharu had created.
Do not forget! He is your mission! And no pety feelings are allowed to get in the way, not even someone you may have grown attached to.
Yeah, Koharu's number one rule: Never, gow feelings for your target, they will only get in the way.
"Kinomoto-san, I'm so sorry, did you ever hear from him again?" I asked.
She smiled, but kept her eyes closed, "Yeah, I did."
"And?"
"And as it turns out, he helped the police figure out the case, the criminals were sent to jail and he was awarded a job as a detective at the station," she said, frowning with her smile still frozen in place.
"He was then moved to England where he is working now."
"Is that why you're going there now?" I asked.
Kinomoto's opened again, "Yeah, I just, I just can't keep away from him any more."
"I understand." No I didn't.
As her face turned back to me I could tell she was about to cry, but was holding it in. You see that look all the time on stubborn targets that are about to die in a few moments.
She wiped small tears from her eyes, "So, what do you want to know next?" she said dryly.
"How about, these cards. Are they like playing cards or what?"
She shook her head, "No, they're very special, magical cards."
"What, tarot cards?"
"No, here, I'll show you," she said, picking up a small pink backpack that had a white wing sewn onto the front.
She then pulled out a pink book embelleshed with gold trimmings with her name written in gold ink on the front. Handing it to me she said, "These Tomoyo, are the one of a kind, Sakura Cards."
Then she took off the necklace she was wearing and also gave it to me. I examined it, the charm on it seemed to be made of porcelin with intricate details. I had never seen anything like it before.
"And here, let me opent the book for you," she said leaning over and opening the seal. Inside, laid long pink and gold cards with weird names.
I picked them out, "The Windy? Firey? Watery? Earthy? Light? Dark?" I said flipping through them, "What the heck are these?" I asked looking back at Kinomoto.
She began to explain the magical qualities of each card and how they came to be hers and who Kero was. And what part I used to play in her "Cardcapturing Days".
"You would make all these matching outfits for me and Kero, you had like this whole van filled with them," her eyes filled with laughter, "You even gave me your sketch book filled with designs."
I felt my heart warming towards this girl, she seemed like someone everyone wanted to get to know, that everyone wanted to be friends with. She was the girl with the key. For the rest of the night she talked about everything she knew of, everything she claimed "I" used to know.
"But the only thing I don't know, is how you lost your memory Tomoyo," she confessed.
"What do you mean? You said you were there, how could you not remember?"
"I don't know, it just seemed like one day I woke up, and all memory of that night was gone. IT was really strange."
Then suddenly, it seemed as if the world froze and a scene flashed before me.
*Scene*
A girl with pink hair and black butterfly wings flew to a red chair before a fireplace.
"But master, how could you let something like that to happen to her?" she asked, worry was furrowed into her skin.
A voice, rich with wisdom and maturity spoke, "I don't know Ruby Moon, for some unexplainable reason Wood had just went crazy and out of my control."
Then a large dark panther with similar wings to the girl spoke, "But wasn't there anyway you could've stopped time, at least save her?"
There was a pause, then the voice started speaking again, "No I tried but I couldn't, maybe it was just fate."
"Then shouldn't you at least go visit her, it could be comforting, or you could try to heal her. You saw the condition she was in," Ruby Moon said.
Then a different voice spoke, a younger one but the same maturity was laced through his words, "I will, and I will try to help Daidouji-san." Then a small shadow emerged from the chair and walked into the dark abyss of the room.
"Suppi, I hope that master will succeed," said Ruby Moon.
"Me too," agreed the panther.
*End of Scene*
Then, everything was back to normal. The room was gone and I was once again sitting on the airplane filled with chatter.
A/N: Remember to review. I really want to now what you guys *really* think. The same goes for all my other stories if you read them. Because I want to know if my stories really do suck and stuff. But hey, after writing for about two hours I feel better!