Delicate Flower Petals
"Reflections of the Moon"
Mesagi: Well, sorry it took me so long to write up the next chapter. I had it done, but I've totally deleted it and started anew, considering I didn't really like the way I wrote the next chapter. So here it is, the third chapter of Delicate Flower Petals!
Disclaimer: I only own CCS in my dreams, and therefore do not own Card Captor Sakura in reality, no matter how much I want to. It is a creation of CLAMP, and belongs to them.
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Aya stood up silently and looked through her darkened room. Moonlight streamed in through her open window, curtains gently swaying in the breeze that wafted through the window. Still silent, she crept over to her dresser and looked through her clothes, looking for something that would hide her from sight. It was only 11:00pm now, but her parents were already in bed. They worked early, so they always went to bed early, and fell asleep quickly.
Having selected a plain, black turtle neck and dark blue jeans, she dressed quickly and began her silent trek out of her house, being sure to skip the third last step on her way down (it always squeaked, something that had gotten her caught on numerous occasions). Of course, she was wearing the necklace she had created from the feather she had found from her Angel. She would never leave home without it (she didn't wear it to bed because it might break, or be stripped of the fine tufts of fluff that actually made the feather).
Still silent, she took her bike out from behind the house and climbed onto it. She kicked the kickstand back up and started peddling, heading towards King Penguin Park. Her Angel had to be there, he just had to be. What if he only came at night? That was her thought, so she would look for him now, while it was still dark.
A few minutes later and she had arrived. Still silent, though there was no need for her to be, she locked her bike up to the fence and started towards the playground.
The park was totally deserted, the slide looking almost like some strange monster illuminated by the silvery light of the moon. A short distance away, the pond reflected the silvery orb that hung in the sky, as well as the points of silvery light that dotted the sky.
The swings creaked slightly as the wind pushed them gently back and forth. It almost created the impression that there were ghosts enjoying a late night swing.
Aya started silently walking towards the trees. She had found her Angel there last time, so she figured that once again she would find him (or perhaps this Angel was a girl-she had heard that all angels were pretty) in the trees.
A noise behind her startled her and she turned around, jade green eyes peering through the eerily illuminated forest, looking for the source of the noise. Seeing nothing but a cat, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, gasping suddenly as she came face-to-chest with a tall, mean looking man. Before she had the time to scream, another man had come up behind her and clamped a strong hand over her mouth, the other arm pulling her towards a large, muscular form and holding her tightly.
"Hey, girlie, shouldn't be walking alone at the park this time of night, might run into trouble," came a voice from behind her. She assumed that it was the same guy that had hold of her. "And I'm sure a fine young thing like yourself is sure to find herself in a /lot/ of trouble."
Aya struggled against her captor, but the simple fact that she was small and he was large kept her from really moving all that much. The man standing in front of her just snickered as the one holding her began to drag her towards the cover of the forest, to a place out of view of the paths traveled through the forest.
Ohh god, they're planning on- no! I- Where's my Angel? Ohh please, let him come, let him save me! she thought desperatly, eyes huge as she still struggled against her captor, no matter how pointless it seemed.
"Ouch! What the hell!?" her captor shouted as he released her, stumbling backwards a bit. "Something cut me!"
Not missing her chance, Aya ducked and ran, only to be grabbed by the other man. "Stupid, just a cat or something, come on, let's go," he said gruffly, covering Aya's mouth before she could scream.
"I'm telling you man- somethin' ain't right about this," her previous captor said, rubbing a cut on his arm.
"Ouch! Hey, what the hell?" her current captor cried, releasing Aya again. Once more she ran as the second captor cursed about a hundred different curses and held his arm, his cut running deeper than his friend.
"Let's get out of here, man, this isn't worth it!" the first captor said shakily. He had heard the stories about ghosts in the park, and he certainly didn't want to stick around, big as he was.
"Ahh, she got away anyways, and god knows where she went to. She's dressed so damn darkly-" the second guy said, covering his own anxiety with an excuse.
The two of them went off, neither of them admitting their fear to each other.
Aya sat behind a boulder and shivered, clutching her knees to her chest. Her eyes were huge. Sure, they hadn't gotten to do what she knew they had planned, but the fear of knowing how close she was had terrified her.
"You are very foolish to have come here so late," said a cool, crisp voice behind her. Her eyes widened again and she jumped up, looking back to see who had said it (she assumed it was another man come to get her). Her eyes widened even more as they took in what stood in front of her. Long, white hair shining silver in the moonlight. Cool, violet eyes that peered at her, seeming to see right to her soul. Beautiful, flowing violet robes. Angelic wings that shined silver. It was her Angel!
"My Angel," she wispered softly, moving forward daringly.
"I told you- I am not an angel," Yue said crisply. He had made a mistake by talking to her, he knew it. But it was too late for trying to hide that he was real, anyways. His other half had met her in the park that day, and had seen the feather. His other half may not have known what the feather was from, for it could have quite easily have belonged to some kind of bird. But Yue knew- he knew that she would have kept anything he had dropped, and probably kept it with her somehow.
"But, you look so much like one- Are you a fallen Angel?" Her voice was soft and silvery as she spoke, looking at him with amazed, wide jade green eyes.
"No- I am not an Angel of any kind," he replied akwardly, wondering why he was even bothering to talk to this foolish young girl.
"What are you?"
"That is none of your concern."
"I have to know, please!"
"It is none of your concern."
Aya frowned as she looked to him. He was sounding sort of like a broken record. Then, she did something completely daring. She walked right up to him and threw her arms around him in a gentle (though aquward) embrace.
"What-" Yue was too shocked to shake her off as he looked down at her, an eyebrow raised.
"My Angel, I don't care if that isn't what you are, you are still- my Angel," she whispered softly, her eyes closed as she hugged him.
The two of them stood in silence as the time passed. Yue noticed her beginning to nod off and realized that he too had to go. Though his other half was sleeping, his transformation back would wake him. And his other half needed the rest. "I need to go, and so do you," he said cooly, looking down at her.
Sleepy, jade green eyes looked back up at him. "Please, I don't want to leave you, take me back with you," she spoke softly.
"I cannot- But" he said as he noticed that she was about to speak again. "I will take you home."
She smiled softly as he scooped her up, wondering why he was bothering with this foolish young girl. What had gotten into him? This most certainly wasn't like him at all.
He took flight in silence, still holding the young girl. What is wrong with me? I shouldn't have cared what happened to her, she is not my Misstress. I should have just kept going. Why did I help her? Yue continued to think about these things before Aya's words interupted his thoughts. "It's that house, over there, with the white gate," she said. "My room is out back, the window is open-"
Yue nodded and proceeded to her window and flew through the opened window silently, though it was somewhat difficult, considering it wasn't a very large window. He went to leave as Aya spoke again.
"When can I see you again?"
"Never."
Aya's eyes widened at his response. "What? No! Please, I have to see you again!"
Yue looked back at her eyes, watching as they began to water. He was silent a few moments before he spoke. "Alright. You can see me again. Three nights from now, I will be at the park. The same place you saw me the first time," he said crisply, instantly regretting making the apointment.
"Ahh! Thank-you so much!" she said, her voice still soft.
Yue was on his way out the window when she called gently out to him. "My name is Aya! Please, tell me yours!"
He looked back, hesitant for a moment. "Yue." And then he was gone.
"Yue-" she repeated to herself softly before she crept into bed. "A beautiful name for my beautiful Angel."
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Mesagi: God, I didn't really realize just how long that was! One word shy of 1600 words! That really is a lot of words. Well, please tell me what you think! Any ideas are welcome, too.
Next Chapter: Aya is excited about her next meeting with Yue. She wants to make sure that it is perfect. But she soon finds out something that could hinder her from seeing him. Will she make it to see Yue?
"Reflections of the Moon"
Mesagi: Well, sorry it took me so long to write up the next chapter. I had it done, but I've totally deleted it and started anew, considering I didn't really like the way I wrote the next chapter. So here it is, the third chapter of Delicate Flower Petals!
Disclaimer: I only own CCS in my dreams, and therefore do not own Card Captor Sakura in reality, no matter how much I want to. It is a creation of CLAMP, and belongs to them.
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Aya stood up silently and looked through her darkened room. Moonlight streamed in through her open window, curtains gently swaying in the breeze that wafted through the window. Still silent, she crept over to her dresser and looked through her clothes, looking for something that would hide her from sight. It was only 11:00pm now, but her parents were already in bed. They worked early, so they always went to bed early, and fell asleep quickly.
Having selected a plain, black turtle neck and dark blue jeans, she dressed quickly and began her silent trek out of her house, being sure to skip the third last step on her way down (it always squeaked, something that had gotten her caught on numerous occasions). Of course, she was wearing the necklace she had created from the feather she had found from her Angel. She would never leave home without it (she didn't wear it to bed because it might break, or be stripped of the fine tufts of fluff that actually made the feather).
Still silent, she took her bike out from behind the house and climbed onto it. She kicked the kickstand back up and started peddling, heading towards King Penguin Park. Her Angel had to be there, he just had to be. What if he only came at night? That was her thought, so she would look for him now, while it was still dark.
A few minutes later and she had arrived. Still silent, though there was no need for her to be, she locked her bike up to the fence and started towards the playground.
The park was totally deserted, the slide looking almost like some strange monster illuminated by the silvery light of the moon. A short distance away, the pond reflected the silvery orb that hung in the sky, as well as the points of silvery light that dotted the sky.
The swings creaked slightly as the wind pushed them gently back and forth. It almost created the impression that there were ghosts enjoying a late night swing.
Aya started silently walking towards the trees. She had found her Angel there last time, so she figured that once again she would find him (or perhaps this Angel was a girl-she had heard that all angels were pretty) in the trees.
A noise behind her startled her and she turned around, jade green eyes peering through the eerily illuminated forest, looking for the source of the noise. Seeing nothing but a cat, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, gasping suddenly as she came face-to-chest with a tall, mean looking man. Before she had the time to scream, another man had come up behind her and clamped a strong hand over her mouth, the other arm pulling her towards a large, muscular form and holding her tightly.
"Hey, girlie, shouldn't be walking alone at the park this time of night, might run into trouble," came a voice from behind her. She assumed that it was the same guy that had hold of her. "And I'm sure a fine young thing like yourself is sure to find herself in a /lot/ of trouble."
Aya struggled against her captor, but the simple fact that she was small and he was large kept her from really moving all that much. The man standing in front of her just snickered as the one holding her began to drag her towards the cover of the forest, to a place out of view of the paths traveled through the forest.
Ohh god, they're planning on- no! I- Where's my Angel? Ohh please, let him come, let him save me! she thought desperatly, eyes huge as she still struggled against her captor, no matter how pointless it seemed.
"Ouch! What the hell!?" her captor shouted as he released her, stumbling backwards a bit. "Something cut me!"
Not missing her chance, Aya ducked and ran, only to be grabbed by the other man. "Stupid, just a cat or something, come on, let's go," he said gruffly, covering Aya's mouth before she could scream.
"I'm telling you man- somethin' ain't right about this," her previous captor said, rubbing a cut on his arm.
"Ouch! Hey, what the hell?" her current captor cried, releasing Aya again. Once more she ran as the second captor cursed about a hundred different curses and held his arm, his cut running deeper than his friend.
"Let's get out of here, man, this isn't worth it!" the first captor said shakily. He had heard the stories about ghosts in the park, and he certainly didn't want to stick around, big as he was.
"Ahh, she got away anyways, and god knows where she went to. She's dressed so damn darkly-" the second guy said, covering his own anxiety with an excuse.
The two of them went off, neither of them admitting their fear to each other.
Aya sat behind a boulder and shivered, clutching her knees to her chest. Her eyes were huge. Sure, they hadn't gotten to do what she knew they had planned, but the fear of knowing how close she was had terrified her.
"You are very foolish to have come here so late," said a cool, crisp voice behind her. Her eyes widened again and she jumped up, looking back to see who had said it (she assumed it was another man come to get her). Her eyes widened even more as they took in what stood in front of her. Long, white hair shining silver in the moonlight. Cool, violet eyes that peered at her, seeming to see right to her soul. Beautiful, flowing violet robes. Angelic wings that shined silver. It was her Angel!
"My Angel," she wispered softly, moving forward daringly.
"I told you- I am not an angel," Yue said crisply. He had made a mistake by talking to her, he knew it. But it was too late for trying to hide that he was real, anyways. His other half had met her in the park that day, and had seen the feather. His other half may not have known what the feather was from, for it could have quite easily have belonged to some kind of bird. But Yue knew- he knew that she would have kept anything he had dropped, and probably kept it with her somehow.
"But, you look so much like one- Are you a fallen Angel?" Her voice was soft and silvery as she spoke, looking at him with amazed, wide jade green eyes.
"No- I am not an Angel of any kind," he replied akwardly, wondering why he was even bothering to talk to this foolish young girl.
"What are you?"
"That is none of your concern."
"I have to know, please!"
"It is none of your concern."
Aya frowned as she looked to him. He was sounding sort of like a broken record. Then, she did something completely daring. She walked right up to him and threw her arms around him in a gentle (though aquward) embrace.
"What-" Yue was too shocked to shake her off as he looked down at her, an eyebrow raised.
"My Angel, I don't care if that isn't what you are, you are still- my Angel," she whispered softly, her eyes closed as she hugged him.
The two of them stood in silence as the time passed. Yue noticed her beginning to nod off and realized that he too had to go. Though his other half was sleeping, his transformation back would wake him. And his other half needed the rest. "I need to go, and so do you," he said cooly, looking down at her.
Sleepy, jade green eyes looked back up at him. "Please, I don't want to leave you, take me back with you," she spoke softly.
"I cannot- But" he said as he noticed that she was about to speak again. "I will take you home."
She smiled softly as he scooped her up, wondering why he was bothering with this foolish young girl. What had gotten into him? This most certainly wasn't like him at all.
He took flight in silence, still holding the young girl. What is wrong with me? I shouldn't have cared what happened to her, she is not my Misstress. I should have just kept going. Why did I help her? Yue continued to think about these things before Aya's words interupted his thoughts. "It's that house, over there, with the white gate," she said. "My room is out back, the window is open-"
Yue nodded and proceeded to her window and flew through the opened window silently, though it was somewhat difficult, considering it wasn't a very large window. He went to leave as Aya spoke again.
"When can I see you again?"
"Never."
Aya's eyes widened at his response. "What? No! Please, I have to see you again!"
Yue looked back at her eyes, watching as they began to water. He was silent a few moments before he spoke. "Alright. You can see me again. Three nights from now, I will be at the park. The same place you saw me the first time," he said crisply, instantly regretting making the apointment.
"Ahh! Thank-you so much!" she said, her voice still soft.
Yue was on his way out the window when she called gently out to him. "My name is Aya! Please, tell me yours!"
He looked back, hesitant for a moment. "Yue." And then he was gone.
"Yue-" she repeated to herself softly before she crept into bed. "A beautiful name for my beautiful Angel."
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Mesagi: God, I didn't really realize just how long that was! One word shy of 1600 words! That really is a lot of words. Well, please tell me what you think! Any ideas are welcome, too.
Next Chapter: Aya is excited about her next meeting with Yue. She wants to make sure that it is perfect. But she soon finds out something that could hinder her from seeing him. Will she make it to see Yue?
