Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura, its English counterpart, or
anything like that. All I own is the storyline and added characters.
I used the Japanese version for my story, even though I watched the English
Cardcaptors (which they stopped showing!). This is merely because this
version is better defined and the characters are more agreeable to me.
Also, this fic takes place in an alternate universe, or AU. The main
characters are all in their late teens or early twenties.
This story is purely fiction. Any resemblance to real advents or another
story is purely coincidental. (I read that in a book. ^_^)
Hello. I got three reviews for one chapter and I'm ecstatic. Sad, really.
~*~
The girl pulled at her shift as she walked along the dark hall. Her
emerald eyes, matching her clothes, searched the hall. A faint breeze
ruffed her short, honey-colored hair, informing her she was reaching her
destination. Her step quickened with anticipation.
Sakura squeezed through every shortcut she knew in the castle, but the time
it took to get to the terraces seemed grossly exaggerated. As she stood
there, waiting expectantly, a cold breeze washed over her. She shivered
and wished she'd brought a robe with her.
A noise behind her drew her attention. She turned around, hope rising
within her, but to her surprise she found no one there. Confused, she
approached the spot where she thought the noise had come from. "Syaoran?"
Her scream was cut short as the hand clapped onto her mouth. Strong arms
wrapped about her and pulled her into the darkness.
~*~
"Turn right, take the southern entrance, down the hall, right again, cut
through a way behind a tapestry of a swordsman, go left."
Syaoran muttered the directions to himself as he sped toward the terrace.
Perhaps it was his self-consciousness at meeting a girl under a full moon,
but the pictures on the wall seemed to be sniggering at him. The brown-
haired man accepted this as another blow on a very bad day- insanity was
not what he needed right now.
Soon the scent of fresh air reached him. He passed through a gorgeous
archway and found himself in a beautiful garden, looking oddly still in the
moonlight. He stood there until standing felt incredibly stupid and he
crossed over to sit on a lovely stone bench.
Soon the absence of Sakura began to worry him. He looked at the sundial
out of pure habit before remembering that it was night. Sighing, he pulled
a small thin rod, about as big as his hand, out of a pocket and threw it up
into the air. It began to rotate, faster and faster until what looked like
a white-gold circle hovered in the air, darker bands showing the time. He
reached out and stopped the rod, the circle vanishing as he slipped it back
into his pocket. It was past 8:30. He blushed a little as the thought
that the entire thing might have been a joke entered his mind. He had just
gotten up to leave when the door burst open and Tomoyo, General Touya and
the stu- Keroberos flew into the garden.
"What the-" he cried eloquently.
"All right, gaki," the General snarled, who looked angered beyond words,
"What have you done with my sister?!"
"I- your sister?" Syaoran asked, forgetting himself.
"The queen!" the stuffed animal screeched. "Sakura! She's gone!"
"Gone?" he repeated stupidly.
"Don't you play dumb!" Kinomoto hissed. "Tomoyo told us you planned for
her to meet you here-"
"*She* asked *him*," Tomoyo interjected desperately, but no one took any
notice.
"*She* asked *me*!" he cried indignantly.
"My little furry a-"
"She did!"
"I'm placing you under arrest!" Kinomoto told him rashly. "For the
kidnapping of the queen, refusing to disclose her whereabouts, coming to
the country under false pretences-"
Syaoran snapped.
"Yes!" he screamed. "You found me out! I snuck into the country and
instead of having a treaty signed to prevent needless war I kidnapped the
queen for kicks and completely screwed myself over as part of my master
plan!"
Kero put a little paw to his mouth and thought about this. Then his button
eyes widened. He pointed at him and said, "You are *good*."
The general of the Sun Clan decided it was a good idea to slice him in
half, but Tomoyo put a hand on his arm in warning. She walked in between
the tempestuous males and said calmly, "My mistress, Lady Sakura, asked the
General to meet her in this garden at eight o'clock. I believe I was the
last to see her, at half past seven, when she left her chambers. Any
objections?"
She received three blank stares.
"Okay. So she vanished on her way from there to here. I would suggest
combing the ground for possible clues. It's very likely that a third party
interfered- after all, I'm sure everyone is well aware of the Sun Clan's
unpopularity with outside forces- so there's no point in blaming each other
until we have some solid evidence. Agreed?"
They nodded slowly before recollecting themselves. Each set off in a
different direction, careful not to look at the others.
Tomoyo watched them go. Her calm expression disappeared as she sat down
hard on the bench.
"Sakura, Sakura," she murmured, as the fear and worry in her chest made
itself known. "Oh, please, please be alright."
anything like that. All I own is the storyline and added characters.
I used the Japanese version for my story, even though I watched the English
Cardcaptors (which they stopped showing!). This is merely because this
version is better defined and the characters are more agreeable to me.
Also, this fic takes place in an alternate universe, or AU. The main
characters are all in their late teens or early twenties.
This story is purely fiction. Any resemblance to real advents or another
story is purely coincidental. (I read that in a book. ^_^)
Hello. I got three reviews for one chapter and I'm ecstatic. Sad, really.
~*~
The girl pulled at her shift as she walked along the dark hall. Her
emerald eyes, matching her clothes, searched the hall. A faint breeze
ruffed her short, honey-colored hair, informing her she was reaching her
destination. Her step quickened with anticipation.
Sakura squeezed through every shortcut she knew in the castle, but the time
it took to get to the terraces seemed grossly exaggerated. As she stood
there, waiting expectantly, a cold breeze washed over her. She shivered
and wished she'd brought a robe with her.
A noise behind her drew her attention. She turned around, hope rising
within her, but to her surprise she found no one there. Confused, she
approached the spot where she thought the noise had come from. "Syaoran?"
Her scream was cut short as the hand clapped onto her mouth. Strong arms
wrapped about her and pulled her into the darkness.
~*~
"Turn right, take the southern entrance, down the hall, right again, cut
through a way behind a tapestry of a swordsman, go left."
Syaoran muttered the directions to himself as he sped toward the terrace.
Perhaps it was his self-consciousness at meeting a girl under a full moon,
but the pictures on the wall seemed to be sniggering at him. The brown-
haired man accepted this as another blow on a very bad day- insanity was
not what he needed right now.
Soon the scent of fresh air reached him. He passed through a gorgeous
archway and found himself in a beautiful garden, looking oddly still in the
moonlight. He stood there until standing felt incredibly stupid and he
crossed over to sit on a lovely stone bench.
Soon the absence of Sakura began to worry him. He looked at the sundial
out of pure habit before remembering that it was night. Sighing, he pulled
a small thin rod, about as big as his hand, out of a pocket and threw it up
into the air. It began to rotate, faster and faster until what looked like
a white-gold circle hovered in the air, darker bands showing the time. He
reached out and stopped the rod, the circle vanishing as he slipped it back
into his pocket. It was past 8:30. He blushed a little as the thought
that the entire thing might have been a joke entered his mind. He had just
gotten up to leave when the door burst open and Tomoyo, General Touya and
the stu- Keroberos flew into the garden.
"What the-" he cried eloquently.
"All right, gaki," the General snarled, who looked angered beyond words,
"What have you done with my sister?!"
"I- your sister?" Syaoran asked, forgetting himself.
"The queen!" the stuffed animal screeched. "Sakura! She's gone!"
"Gone?" he repeated stupidly.
"Don't you play dumb!" Kinomoto hissed. "Tomoyo told us you planned for
her to meet you here-"
"*She* asked *him*," Tomoyo interjected desperately, but no one took any
notice.
"*She* asked *me*!" he cried indignantly.
"My little furry a-"
"She did!"
"I'm placing you under arrest!" Kinomoto told him rashly. "For the
kidnapping of the queen, refusing to disclose her whereabouts, coming to
the country under false pretences-"
Syaoran snapped.
"Yes!" he screamed. "You found me out! I snuck into the country and
instead of having a treaty signed to prevent needless war I kidnapped the
queen for kicks and completely screwed myself over as part of my master
plan!"
Kero put a little paw to his mouth and thought about this. Then his button
eyes widened. He pointed at him and said, "You are *good*."
The general of the Sun Clan decided it was a good idea to slice him in
half, but Tomoyo put a hand on his arm in warning. She walked in between
the tempestuous males and said calmly, "My mistress, Lady Sakura, asked the
General to meet her in this garden at eight o'clock. I believe I was the
last to see her, at half past seven, when she left her chambers. Any
objections?"
She received three blank stares.
"Okay. So she vanished on her way from there to here. I would suggest
combing the ground for possible clues. It's very likely that a third party
interfered- after all, I'm sure everyone is well aware of the Sun Clan's
unpopularity with outside forces- so there's no point in blaming each other
until we have some solid evidence. Agreed?"
They nodded slowly before recollecting themselves. Each set off in a
different direction, careful not to look at the others.
Tomoyo watched them go. Her calm expression disappeared as she sat down
hard on the bench.
"Sakura, Sakura," she murmured, as the fear and worry in her chest made
itself known. "Oh, please, please be alright."
