*Waves* I'm ba~ack!
*audience groans in disappointment*
*pouts* Mou, that's mean! Shush, or I'll type another cliffhanger!
*audience is silent*
*looks disappointed * Oh well. Too late. It's a sort of cliffhanger. Aren't I evil? Yuppers, I am,
and insane as well, but you know what? I'm PROUD of it! * crackles insanely* -_-; ehehehe,
I'll shut up now…
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Card Captor Sakura in any way, shape, or form. I am merely
using the characters to bring out a plot in a story. This story is completely fictional, and the plot
is mine. So please, do not steal the plot.
Trials of Love
By Shichan goddess
Chapter 2
Appearances In A Setting May Be Deceiving
To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the
thoughtless act of a single day."
-Sir Winston Churchill
The rain that had pounded the streets had stopped minutes prior, the sweet, fresh,
after smell of the rain assaulting Sakura's nose. The cherry blossoms glistened in the sunlight as
it shined warmly on Tokyo, Japan. Couples wandered the streets and parks, happily enjoying
being together in their loved one's embrace. Everyone was benefiting from the beautiful
weather that had come to grace their city.
All but one.
Sakura paid absolutely no attention to the scenery as it rushed past her as she
rode in the wailing ambulance. The roar of the wailing was the only thing that was out of place
in the serene scene.
And the only thing that Sakura cared for was the pale boy who had passed out
half and hour ago, causing this disturbance in the town. Syaoran had yet to open his large
golden eyes that always seemed to sparkle when she was around. Or even when they were
practicing a difficult algebra problem. Sakura smiled gently to herself as she recalled her
love's passion for math, and her own hatred for it. Syoran's eyes were very unique, and they
were what spoke his emotions clearly. They were an interesting shade; a light shade of brown
that bordered on amber, but still brown nonetheless. Then, as a strand of honey brown hair
brushed against her nose, she snapped back to reality. Sakura's sea green eyes darkened with
worry as she recalled what had happened as Syaoran had passed out…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*Flashback*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sakura heard a loud roaring washing over her delicate ears, tuning out the horror
in front of her eyes. After a moment of puzzlement, she vaguely noticed that it was a scream.
A scream tearing out of her throat.
Syaroan was just laying there on the wet cement; staring at her with half open, dim
eyes, a dazed look overtaking his features as the eyelids slowly slipped lower and lower.
Touya had already sprung into action as soon as he had seen the teen hitting the
cold, unforgiving ground. He shook his lithe frame, shouting at him to stay awake. After a
minute of shock, she too began to shake him, pleading for him not to shut his eyes.
The landlord; a pudgy middle aged man, had come out, and she had screamed at
him to call an ambulance. The landlord was eager to help, rapidly reaching the phone, for
Syaoran was a valued customer that many in the building respected.
Soon, as the flashing vehicle finally arrived at the site, Syaroan's eyelids had
slipped lower until the amber eyes were seen no more; and had lost the battle with
consciousness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sakura blinked as she was again drawn to reality as the ambulance jumped on a
bump on the road. The bump caused Syaoran's stretcher to jostle a bit, and he groaned,
trying to turn with the incubator in his mouth.
The process was hindered, however by the breathing mask, and he warily
opened his eyes that Sakura had longed to see for the past forty minutes.
The dark haired teen groaned in agony; a sharp, throbbing, ache consuming his
entire body. He quickly stifled it, however, when he saw his cherry blossom's face twist into
a worried frown.
A tanned, delicate hand swept away the insistent lock that always seemed to be
obscuring his vision. Syaoran smiled wanly at her, ignoring how the simple movement hurt his
face.
He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't with the object over his mouth. The
amber eyed boy sent it a death glare; the one that no one had ever survived against. Until now.
Syaoran glared harder, turning it up a notch. Sakura hid a giggle as she witnessed
a match against the Great Li Syaoran, and the impassive machine.
Machine:1 Syaoran:0
Syaoran noted her giggle, and smiled sheepishly at her. "Oopsies." He mouthed,
lifting a hand to scratch his head bashfully. Milk chocolate eyes widened as he felt something
inside him seem to tear, pain shooting through every nerve in his body. He gasped in shock,
his breaths coming in short gasps as he struggled to contain the pain and get air into his
heaving lungs.
In his weakened state, his body immediately chose the obvious solution. He
passed out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A darkened figure watched from the shadows, invisible to all. 'So,' it thought.
'You noticed his sickness and chose to put him in a safe place where I cannot attack,
Card Mistress. Perhaps you are not as dense as you appear… But no matter.'
'That will not stop me.'
'I *will* live again. I *will* take that body. And…'
'I *will* destroy you.' It smiled, more like a smirk in reality, a cruel twisting of
lips gracing it's features before slowly evaporating into thin air.
Bhahahahahaha! I am EVIL! Sort of, anyways. That was short, because my
fingers and computer don't like me, so too bad! Now, if you happen to like this, (or don't!)
Please review, (even if it's a flame) And I'll love you forever! *Mutters * More like ten
minutes…(Hehehe, I stole that line from someone! Whoever it is, I apologize!) Oh, and
thankies to all those reviewers! Wow! You guys made my day! I literly jumped up and down
when I saw them. Please continue, I LOOOOVVVVVEEEE the support!
*Waves * Ja ne~
Shichan Godess
*audience groans in disappointment*
*pouts* Mou, that's mean! Shush, or I'll type another cliffhanger!
*audience is silent*
*looks disappointed * Oh well. Too late. It's a sort of cliffhanger. Aren't I evil? Yuppers, I am,
and insane as well, but you know what? I'm PROUD of it! * crackles insanely* -_-; ehehehe,
I'll shut up now…
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Card Captor Sakura in any way, shape, or form. I am merely
using the characters to bring out a plot in a story. This story is completely fictional, and the plot
is mine. So please, do not steal the plot.
Trials of Love
By Shichan goddess
Chapter 2
Appearances In A Setting May Be Deceiving
To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the
thoughtless act of a single day."
-Sir Winston Churchill
The rain that had pounded the streets had stopped minutes prior, the sweet, fresh,
after smell of the rain assaulting Sakura's nose. The cherry blossoms glistened in the sunlight as
it shined warmly on Tokyo, Japan. Couples wandered the streets and parks, happily enjoying
being together in their loved one's embrace. Everyone was benefiting from the beautiful
weather that had come to grace their city.
All but one.
Sakura paid absolutely no attention to the scenery as it rushed past her as she
rode in the wailing ambulance. The roar of the wailing was the only thing that was out of place
in the serene scene.
And the only thing that Sakura cared for was the pale boy who had passed out
half and hour ago, causing this disturbance in the town. Syaoran had yet to open his large
golden eyes that always seemed to sparkle when she was around. Or even when they were
practicing a difficult algebra problem. Sakura smiled gently to herself as she recalled her
love's passion for math, and her own hatred for it. Syoran's eyes were very unique, and they
were what spoke his emotions clearly. They were an interesting shade; a light shade of brown
that bordered on amber, but still brown nonetheless. Then, as a strand of honey brown hair
brushed against her nose, she snapped back to reality. Sakura's sea green eyes darkened with
worry as she recalled what had happened as Syaoran had passed out…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*Flashback*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sakura heard a loud roaring washing over her delicate ears, tuning out the horror
in front of her eyes. After a moment of puzzlement, she vaguely noticed that it was a scream.
A scream tearing out of her throat.
Syaroan was just laying there on the wet cement; staring at her with half open, dim
eyes, a dazed look overtaking his features as the eyelids slowly slipped lower and lower.
Touya had already sprung into action as soon as he had seen the teen hitting the
cold, unforgiving ground. He shook his lithe frame, shouting at him to stay awake. After a
minute of shock, she too began to shake him, pleading for him not to shut his eyes.
The landlord; a pudgy middle aged man, had come out, and she had screamed at
him to call an ambulance. The landlord was eager to help, rapidly reaching the phone, for
Syaoran was a valued customer that many in the building respected.
Soon, as the flashing vehicle finally arrived at the site, Syaroan's eyelids had
slipped lower until the amber eyes were seen no more; and had lost the battle with
consciousness.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sakura blinked as she was again drawn to reality as the ambulance jumped on a
bump on the road. The bump caused Syaoran's stretcher to jostle a bit, and he groaned,
trying to turn with the incubator in his mouth.
The process was hindered, however by the breathing mask, and he warily
opened his eyes that Sakura had longed to see for the past forty minutes.
The dark haired teen groaned in agony; a sharp, throbbing, ache consuming his
entire body. He quickly stifled it, however, when he saw his cherry blossom's face twist into
a worried frown.
A tanned, delicate hand swept away the insistent lock that always seemed to be
obscuring his vision. Syaoran smiled wanly at her, ignoring how the simple movement hurt his
face.
He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't with the object over his mouth. The
amber eyed boy sent it a death glare; the one that no one had ever survived against. Until now.
Syaoran glared harder, turning it up a notch. Sakura hid a giggle as she witnessed
a match against the Great Li Syaoran, and the impassive machine.
Machine:1 Syaoran:0
Syaoran noted her giggle, and smiled sheepishly at her. "Oopsies." He mouthed,
lifting a hand to scratch his head bashfully. Milk chocolate eyes widened as he felt something
inside him seem to tear, pain shooting through every nerve in his body. He gasped in shock,
his breaths coming in short gasps as he struggled to contain the pain and get air into his
heaving lungs.
In his weakened state, his body immediately chose the obvious solution. He
passed out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A darkened figure watched from the shadows, invisible to all. 'So,' it thought.
'You noticed his sickness and chose to put him in a safe place where I cannot attack,
Card Mistress. Perhaps you are not as dense as you appear… But no matter.'
'That will not stop me.'
'I *will* live again. I *will* take that body. And…'
'I *will* destroy you.' It smiled, more like a smirk in reality, a cruel twisting of
lips gracing it's features before slowly evaporating into thin air.
Bhahahahahaha! I am EVIL! Sort of, anyways. That was short, because my
fingers and computer don't like me, so too bad! Now, if you happen to like this, (or don't!)
Please review, (even if it's a flame) And I'll love you forever! *Mutters * More like ten
minutes…(Hehehe, I stole that line from someone! Whoever it is, I apologize!) Oh, and
thankies to all those reviewers! Wow! You guys made my day! I literly jumped up and down
when I saw them. Please continue, I LOOOOVVVVVEEEE the support!
*Waves * Ja ne~
Shichan Godess
