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characters of this story... though I wish I were..heh..
AUTHORS NOTE: okiedoke. I know, I know, Im a loser. I didn't update for EVER. it's just. my life is sooo busy! And then to top it off. I started an Original story also.heh.. Im so sorry.. (is hitting head repeatedly against the computer desk). I have taken such a long break that I have forgotten much of what I had planned to happen, so now im just kind of. improvising. damn. I hate improv. well I don't hate improv. I just hate doing improv cause I suck at it.heh. anywho....you probably did not come here to listen to me ramble on for hours without end about myself...... but hey, here is the next chapter, so you can be happy! If anyone is still around to read it.. Sorry. now on with the story ! (Finally)
Syaoran walked down the hallway of Sakura's house, he didn't know why he was there, or how he had gotten there. Downstairs, angry shouts were coming from the kitchen. He couldn't really make out what they were saying, but he knew it must be Sakura and her aunt. ::That monster in human disguise!:: he felt his anger rising as he made his way down the stairs towards the kitchen. The shouting had become louder, or was it just because he had become closer. He slowly opened the door to the kitchen.
Sakura stood against the kitchen sink, facing the door. He saw the mixed emotions of terror, pain, and rage plastered on her face. Her aunt stood between them, her back to Syaoran. He also noticed that Sakura didn't see him. It was as if he were not even there. Invisible. ::maybe her vision is blocked because of her aunt:: he rationalized.
"You will NOT be seeing him again! You can be sure of that!" He saw her suddenly move toward Sakura, and realized, belatedly, that there was a large knife in her hand. He tried to stop what he knew was coming, but his body felt like lead, he couldn't seem to move. He looked up helplessly, fearing the inevitable, as he watched the knife slice through the air towards Sakura. Things moved as in slow motion, he focused on the knife, practically willing it to stop, unable to even look at Sakura's face, knowing the look of terror, that almost definitely resided there. The knife was only inches away from impaling Sakura, he saw a flash of light streak over the knife, as it continued its downward plunge, when..
Syaoran suddenly jolted awake, gasping for breath. He was startled, at first, by the pressure on his shoulder, pinning him against the couch. He fought the urge to jump to his feet, instead looking to find Sakura asleep, using his shoulder as a pillow. In fact they had both fallen asleep sitting up on the couch, Sakura, in falling asleep, must have sort of rolled onto his shoulder. ::Then. it was a dream..:: he sighed in relief, suddenly relaxing. He could feel the effects of the dream quickly dissipating as he lay there, listening to her breath. The sun shone through the window, blanketing the room in its comforting warmth. He sent a glance towards the clock, confirming his guess that school had already started. He then sent an undeceive look towards the door, and his school things, ::: should we get up and go to school. should I wake her..::: He looked at her once again, seeing her peaceful sleeping face, and smiled. :::why wake her... we could miss one day of school.. And after what happened. maybe she should.:::: He smiled as he leaned his head back against the couch once more. He felt so content having her near, knowing she was safe with him, and he suddenly felt himself drifting off to sleep once again.
BACK AT Sakura's HOUSE
Kero paced the length of the bed for what must have been the gazillionth time. His whole body was tense with worry, as he pondered the fate of 'his' poor Sakura. He sent a nervous glance towards the door, just willing it to open and reveal a perfectly healthy Sakura. but nothing happened. ::: Ok, lets go over this again. yes, think it through, get the facts down. Then decide on a course of action. Fact number one, I heard the yelling yesterday.wait, have I really been pacing all night! ::: he suddenly looked up seeing the room bathed in warm sunlight.::: oh.Sakura...she has been gone ALL night!!! Wait.. Back to the facts.yes.. Then .ummm.oh.. then I heard the shattering glass... Then.. Quietness.. Nothingness.. OOOH Sakura.. What happened!!!:::: He plopped down on the bed suddenly, snuggling his head into the comforter. He mumbled Sakura a few times, before finally drifting into an uneasy sleep.
SCHOOL
Tomoyo sat at her desk trying her best to concentrate on the history work sheet the teacher had just handed out, but no matter what she did, she found that her eyes kept wandering to the vacant seat beside hers. She couldn't remember the last time Sakura had missed school. She tried to believe that Sakura was simply sick, or maybe catching another card, but as the hours ticked away she became more worried. Her own imagination running amuck with terrible things that might have happened to her. ::: oh Tomoyo.. stop thinking like this! You are only torturing yourself! She is fine! She must be!..she HAS to be..well.. maybe I will go visit her after school. just to make sure..:::
SYAORANS APARTMENT
Syaoran awoke slowly, stretching his stiff muscles, and suddenly gave a start when he noticed Sakura was missing. He was seconds away from leaping to his feet and racing to her rescue. :::: from what though... That dream???:::: when he finally picked up a familiar smell in the air. "Is that Pancakes I smell?" he said as he walked towards the kitchen, all former thoughts disappearing.
SAKURAS POV
She glanced up from the stove as she heard his voice coming closer. "Ah, so you finally decided to wake up!" she laughed. "Well hurry up and get in here so I don't do all the cooking!"
He finally walked into the kitchen and went straight to the stove to take a look at the food. "smells good!" but as he turned to her he suddenly became more serious, "you should be resting, and I should be doing the cooking. How is your arm, im worried about that cut."
"i.its fine" she lied turning back to the stove, truthfully it hurt, it hurt like hell. but she wasn't about to tell him that. She didn't want to think about it. about what happened yesterday, about what she had nearly done. :::: Things would be better now. were better now..but I know I cant stay here forever...i have to return home sometime...and then.. Then .. I will not think of it now.concentrate on the pancakes.::: She felt one rebel tear escape down her cheek.
"Even if it IS fine, I will cook anyway, like you said, you don't want to do all the cooking." As he came up beside her and began to set up a pan for bacon, "or at least let me help then."
:::he sure is insistent on getting his way.::: she sighed, as she made room for him by the stove. ::: Not that im complaining. I mean. i..like it.him. what am I thinking about now! Oh! I like it here!... And im glad he thought to make bacon!. it sure smells good.::: She smiled, happy once more, as the sound of bacon sizzling filled the small kitchen.
IN THE COLLEGE DORM ROOMS SOMEWHERE..
Touya Kinomoto sat at a desk by his window, doing some more endless homework. ::oh what I wouldn't give to kill the person who invented homework!:: He stretched silently, yawning, as he tried to piece together his thoughts. :::damn.. I just cant concentrate on this, I need a break.::: He leaned back in his, grabbing his soda off the little table behind him. Draining the rest of its contents, he looked around the room for a distraction, ::any distraction..:: His eyes settled on the framed picture that he kept by his computer. It was of him, Sakura, and their father, before he died. He picked up he picture looking at it thoughtfully. :::I wonder how the little Kaijou is doing. she hasn't really kept in touch much lately. the last time I saw her was dad's funeral I think...::: The emptiness inside was always there, but now it was even more profound. Though he always teased his younger sibling, he had always been over protective of her. After their father had died, he had debated quitting college to stay with her, but Sakura refused, ::::always putting others first.::: well, luckily their aunt was able to care for Sakura for the time being. This wasn't the first time he had doubted his choice, truth was, he missed the little Kaijou, ::: though I would never tell her that!:: he laughed. But it was a hollow laugh, for he really didn't feel all that happy. :::Maybe I should stop by some time. I do have winter break coming up in a few months..:::
AUTHORS NOTE: ok, so its uneventful and boring. I know. blah, im having problems getting back into the swing of things.. I actually had a lot more planned for this story. but it is now 3:09 AM and I want to go to bed. I COULD just finish it tomorrow then post it. but I KNOW me. and I KNOW that I would not finish it tomorrow, cause my homework is going to take up most my time.. And then there is this thing I do sometimes. sleep in.. eh. well anywho. I will post the next chapter ASAP. but seeing as my free time is quickly vanishing down the drain, who knows when that will be! So, sorry in adavance.. Please REVIEW! -Takara, the author who is evil, and takes FOREVER to update!!!!!
AUTHORS NOTE: okiedoke. I know, I know, Im a loser. I didn't update for EVER. it's just. my life is sooo busy! And then to top it off. I started an Original story also.heh.. Im so sorry.. (is hitting head repeatedly against the computer desk). I have taken such a long break that I have forgotten much of what I had planned to happen, so now im just kind of. improvising. damn. I hate improv. well I don't hate improv. I just hate doing improv cause I suck at it.heh. anywho....you probably did not come here to listen to me ramble on for hours without end about myself...... but hey, here is the next chapter, so you can be happy! If anyone is still around to read it.. Sorry. now on with the story ! (Finally)
Syaoran walked down the hallway of Sakura's house, he didn't know why he was there, or how he had gotten there. Downstairs, angry shouts were coming from the kitchen. He couldn't really make out what they were saying, but he knew it must be Sakura and her aunt. ::That monster in human disguise!:: he felt his anger rising as he made his way down the stairs towards the kitchen. The shouting had become louder, or was it just because he had become closer. He slowly opened the door to the kitchen.
Sakura stood against the kitchen sink, facing the door. He saw the mixed emotions of terror, pain, and rage plastered on her face. Her aunt stood between them, her back to Syaoran. He also noticed that Sakura didn't see him. It was as if he were not even there. Invisible. ::maybe her vision is blocked because of her aunt:: he rationalized.
"You will NOT be seeing him again! You can be sure of that!" He saw her suddenly move toward Sakura, and realized, belatedly, that there was a large knife in her hand. He tried to stop what he knew was coming, but his body felt like lead, he couldn't seem to move. He looked up helplessly, fearing the inevitable, as he watched the knife slice through the air towards Sakura. Things moved as in slow motion, he focused on the knife, practically willing it to stop, unable to even look at Sakura's face, knowing the look of terror, that almost definitely resided there. The knife was only inches away from impaling Sakura, he saw a flash of light streak over the knife, as it continued its downward plunge, when..
Syaoran suddenly jolted awake, gasping for breath. He was startled, at first, by the pressure on his shoulder, pinning him against the couch. He fought the urge to jump to his feet, instead looking to find Sakura asleep, using his shoulder as a pillow. In fact they had both fallen asleep sitting up on the couch, Sakura, in falling asleep, must have sort of rolled onto his shoulder. ::Then. it was a dream..:: he sighed in relief, suddenly relaxing. He could feel the effects of the dream quickly dissipating as he lay there, listening to her breath. The sun shone through the window, blanketing the room in its comforting warmth. He sent a glance towards the clock, confirming his guess that school had already started. He then sent an undeceive look towards the door, and his school things, ::: should we get up and go to school. should I wake her..::: He looked at her once again, seeing her peaceful sleeping face, and smiled. :::why wake her... we could miss one day of school.. And after what happened. maybe she should.:::: He smiled as he leaned his head back against the couch once more. He felt so content having her near, knowing she was safe with him, and he suddenly felt himself drifting off to sleep once again.
BACK AT Sakura's HOUSE
Kero paced the length of the bed for what must have been the gazillionth time. His whole body was tense with worry, as he pondered the fate of 'his' poor Sakura. He sent a nervous glance towards the door, just willing it to open and reveal a perfectly healthy Sakura. but nothing happened. ::: Ok, lets go over this again. yes, think it through, get the facts down. Then decide on a course of action. Fact number one, I heard the yelling yesterday.wait, have I really been pacing all night! ::: he suddenly looked up seeing the room bathed in warm sunlight.::: oh.Sakura...she has been gone ALL night!!! Wait.. Back to the facts.yes.. Then .ummm.oh.. then I heard the shattering glass... Then.. Quietness.. Nothingness.. OOOH Sakura.. What happened!!!:::: He plopped down on the bed suddenly, snuggling his head into the comforter. He mumbled Sakura a few times, before finally drifting into an uneasy sleep.
SCHOOL
Tomoyo sat at her desk trying her best to concentrate on the history work sheet the teacher had just handed out, but no matter what she did, she found that her eyes kept wandering to the vacant seat beside hers. She couldn't remember the last time Sakura had missed school. She tried to believe that Sakura was simply sick, or maybe catching another card, but as the hours ticked away she became more worried. Her own imagination running amuck with terrible things that might have happened to her. ::: oh Tomoyo.. stop thinking like this! You are only torturing yourself! She is fine! She must be!..she HAS to be..well.. maybe I will go visit her after school. just to make sure..:::
SYAORANS APARTMENT
Syaoran awoke slowly, stretching his stiff muscles, and suddenly gave a start when he noticed Sakura was missing. He was seconds away from leaping to his feet and racing to her rescue. :::: from what though... That dream???:::: when he finally picked up a familiar smell in the air. "Is that Pancakes I smell?" he said as he walked towards the kitchen, all former thoughts disappearing.
SAKURAS POV
She glanced up from the stove as she heard his voice coming closer. "Ah, so you finally decided to wake up!" she laughed. "Well hurry up and get in here so I don't do all the cooking!"
He finally walked into the kitchen and went straight to the stove to take a look at the food. "smells good!" but as he turned to her he suddenly became more serious, "you should be resting, and I should be doing the cooking. How is your arm, im worried about that cut."
"i.its fine" she lied turning back to the stove, truthfully it hurt, it hurt like hell. but she wasn't about to tell him that. She didn't want to think about it. about what happened yesterday, about what she had nearly done. :::: Things would be better now. were better now..but I know I cant stay here forever...i have to return home sometime...and then.. Then .. I will not think of it now.concentrate on the pancakes.::: She felt one rebel tear escape down her cheek.
"Even if it IS fine, I will cook anyway, like you said, you don't want to do all the cooking." As he came up beside her and began to set up a pan for bacon, "or at least let me help then."
:::he sure is insistent on getting his way.::: she sighed, as she made room for him by the stove. ::: Not that im complaining. I mean. i..like it.him. what am I thinking about now! Oh! I like it here!... And im glad he thought to make bacon!. it sure smells good.::: She smiled, happy once more, as the sound of bacon sizzling filled the small kitchen.
IN THE COLLEGE DORM ROOMS SOMEWHERE..
Touya Kinomoto sat at a desk by his window, doing some more endless homework. ::oh what I wouldn't give to kill the person who invented homework!:: He stretched silently, yawning, as he tried to piece together his thoughts. :::damn.. I just cant concentrate on this, I need a break.::: He leaned back in his, grabbing his soda off the little table behind him. Draining the rest of its contents, he looked around the room for a distraction, ::any distraction..:: His eyes settled on the framed picture that he kept by his computer. It was of him, Sakura, and their father, before he died. He picked up he picture looking at it thoughtfully. :::I wonder how the little Kaijou is doing. she hasn't really kept in touch much lately. the last time I saw her was dad's funeral I think...::: The emptiness inside was always there, but now it was even more profound. Though he always teased his younger sibling, he had always been over protective of her. After their father had died, he had debated quitting college to stay with her, but Sakura refused, ::::always putting others first.::: well, luckily their aunt was able to care for Sakura for the time being. This wasn't the first time he had doubted his choice, truth was, he missed the little Kaijou, ::: though I would never tell her that!:: he laughed. But it was a hollow laugh, for he really didn't feel all that happy. :::Maybe I should stop by some time. I do have winter break coming up in a few months..:::
AUTHORS NOTE: ok, so its uneventful and boring. I know. blah, im having problems getting back into the swing of things.. I actually had a lot more planned for this story. but it is now 3:09 AM and I want to go to bed. I COULD just finish it tomorrow then post it. but I KNOW me. and I KNOW that I would not finish it tomorrow, cause my homework is going to take up most my time.. And then there is this thing I do sometimes. sleep in.. eh. well anywho. I will post the next chapter ASAP. but seeing as my free time is quickly vanishing down the drain, who knows when that will be! So, sorry in adavance.. Please REVIEW! -Takara, the author who is evil, and takes FOREVER to update!!!!!