iChapter 6
Diary of writing this chappie:
2/12, 4:19PM: I'm starting to wish that I named Warui "Bob." I'm getting tired of writing it.
2/12, 4:59PM: I'm running out of ideas to make this chappie long! Nooo!!
2/12, 10:07PM: Bored. Listening to the song 'Kiss Me' by Sixpence None the Richer for the 12th time today. I'm in a V-day craze! (Which means I'm thinking about a certain someone 24/7)
2/14, 5:30PM: I'm sooo loooonnnlleeeyyy. Valentine's day is a day where couples show off and make everyone else jealous. Grrr.... I got no carnations.... :'( Today was a bad day. I guess I'll just write to ease the pain....
3/3, 4:13PM: I feel really sick, but I hope I'll get this chapter out today. I wanted to release it by the end of February, but obviously that didn't work out.
Ah yes, continuing my unusual tradition, this chappie is decicated to one of my special friends, Blade Griffin! Gotta love her fruitcake ray. (I'll forgive her for stealing my left shoe *glares* [Inside joke])
Syaoran was getting tired of the constant wars between Warui and Sakura; the words of affection were just downright annoying.
'You're my smookie bear.'
'YOU'RE my smookie bear!'
'No! You're more smookier than I am! YOU'RE the smookie bear!'
'NO! Under my smookie theory, YOU'RE more smookie than I am! So therefore, YOU'RE the smookie bear!'
See what I mean? The kissy faces and girly giggling were getting out of hand. This was just too much for Syaoran to handle! He WAS always lacking in the romance department, so that just made it more excruciating for him to handle.
Syaoran was in his tent; reluctant to get out in fear of stumbling upon Warui and Sakura. His stomach grumbled in reply to his heart. He moaned as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. He slowly pulled on his clothes and tripped out of the tent.
Right when he got out of the tent, the first things to enter into his vision were Sakura and Warui puckering lips at each other. Syaoran unzipped his tent and walked back in. Maybe he wasn't ready for the day yet.
Inside the tent, Syaoran sat cross-legged, starting at his khaki cargo pants in deep thought. He never realized how much he missed Sakura. Wheneven he saw her now, there was a slight pang in his stomach. He only knew her for a week, but she was already growing on him.
His mind wandered back to the day when she was trying to master Water. The way Syaoran worried so much about her that he didn't even notice his bleeding arm when he carried her all the way back to the tent. The way he treated her wounds tenderly. The way his arms felt empty after that day without her in them. Just the way that when he thought about her, he just couldn't help but smile. Syaoran had no idea how much impact she had on him only after a week.
Syaoran's stomach rumbled, reminding him of the breakfast awaiting for him. He practially jumped out of the tent, and almost ran toward the cafeteria. Maybe skipping dinner wasn't such a bright idea; even if it was to avoid *them.*
Syaoran sat his tray on the table and sat down and readied his fork for it's plunge in to his new favorite food; pancakes. Sakura had influenced him in the strangest ways...
He almost lost his appetite when he overheard Warui,
"My wittle pookie poo," Syaoran growned and looked over to their table; where everyone was keeping a safe distance from them. He glared at the back of Warui's blonde head, silently hoping that he could blow it up with his eyes.
Then he looked at Sakura, more fondly, of course. Syaoran's eyes ran over her face, her sparkling emerald eyes...
Syaoran squinted; didn't her eyes look kind of... hazy? Sakura didn't seem to be looking at Warui, but *through* him, like she was talking to someone behind him. As he looked closer, he saw that her motions were jerky in the slightest way. That's when he was sure that something was up.
Syaoran ate his food slowly, monitering the couple's every move. He did his best to ignore the kissy faces and the endearing remarks.
He perked up when Warui was getting up, apparently going to the bathroom because Sakura wasn't following him.
Syaoran quickly picked up his tray and scurried over to Sakura.
"Sakura!" She lazily turned her head over to him.
"Oh, it's you again," Syaoran noticed her eyes still weren't focused, so he ignored the dullness of her tone.
"Yes. Don't you remember me?" Sakura looked at him and blinked.
"No." Her eyes still weren't focused, so he ignored the sting of hurt.
"Syaoran?" He said, hopefully. Sakura blinked again, but this time her eyes clouded over. She shook her head, and focused her clear eyes on Syaoran.
"Syaoran?" He practially jumped out of his chair.
"Sakura? Do you know what you have been doing for the past week?"
"It's been a week?" Syaoran jumped at the sound of the bathroom door closing.
"I'll try to talk to you later, but I have to go. Please remember me!" Syaoran ran back to his table, leaving a bewildered Sakura left to wonder what was going on.
Warui made his way back to his previous table and sat himself across from Sakura. Once Sakure looked at him, her eyes clouded over and were once again unfocused. Syaoran sighed and turned around, not wanting to watch anymore.
Syaoran walked back to his tent with a full stomach and an empty heart. She forgot 0him once Warui looked at her. He made his hand into a fist and squeezed as hard as he could. Syaoran wanted to punch Warui's face in.
Syaoran dug his hand into the tent searching for his sword, which was in it's sheath, and took it out of the tent.
He swung the sword around with his wrist. Syaoran wove figured 8s in the air, and stabbed them. He did a few formations; pretending every opponent was Warui.
Syaoran heard Warui and Sakura laughing nearby, and felt a rush of adrenaline. He worked more vigorously, pushing himself harder and harder, until he finally colapsed.
He turned over to where Warui and Sakura were flinging mush at each other. Syaoran glared at Warui, willing his line of sight to catch Warui on fire. This is when Syaoran decided that Warui definately had to go.
The silver moon reflected on Syaoran's hair as he crept thought the dark bearing his sword. His silhoette ran swiftly in the dark, heading the direction to Warui's tent.
He finally reached the tent. He prayed that he could unzip the tent in stealth. Syaoran began to slowly unzip the tent, fortunately there was only a slight buzzing sound, and all the occupants did was turn over. Something Syaoran noticed right when he got inside the tent is that Sakura slept unpeacefully; as if she was having a war with herself. She also slept to the very end of the tent as she did in the beginning with Syaoran.
Syaoran stepped over the border of the tent, barely inside. He waited until Warui finished turning over so that he was completely still. Syaoran slowly lowered the sword onto Warui's neck. Warui growned slightly at the touch of the cold metal, but laid still. Syaoran let out a sigh as quietly as he could.
With a flick of his wrist, Syaoran cut Warui's neck so that only a drop of blood was released. He quickly collected the drop of blood into a plastic cup and quickly crept out of the tent. Warui chuckled in his sleep.
Syaoran trudged up the mountain, trying to find a clear spot away from most of the campers. He found the spot where Sakura and he trained fire. He sighed and sat down.
He removed some select bells from the bandolier and started to draw in the dust. After he drew the six points of the star, he drew a circle around it. Syaoran picked up the cup and dropped the blood in the middle of the star.
Nothing happened for awhile, but the trees started to rustle, and Syaoran's hair began to blow in the wind. The blood formed into a tiny six sided circle as he started to chant some words. Syaoran finally took the bells from their silencers, but they didn't ring despite the wind. Syaoran could feel their eagerness to be rung, but he still managed to ring them the way that he wanted to. The wind drowned out the tone of the bells, but that didn't matter to Syaoran. He put his heart in to what he was chanting so that this particualarly hard spell would work. By morning, Warui's magic should fizzle out, causing Sakura not to be possessed anymore.
The day after the spell, Syaoran woke up without hesistating. He silently rejoyced the absence of Warui's voice this morning. Syaoran practically jumped out of his tent. He couldn't wait to have a full conversation. He'd only spoken a few sentences in a week and two days, and he was getting lonely.
Syaoran sat and down put his tray on the table with a 'clack.' His eyes wandered to the door as he was eating his meal with the first full appetite in a few days.
The breakfast staff were starting to clean up, and Syaoran stirred the remainders of the 3rd helping of his pancakes. Sakura, or Warui, hadn't walked through the door yet. There was a familiar pang of loneliness and worry at the pit of his stomach, and another feeling that he was unsure of.
He got up from the table and dumped the remainders of his forgotten breakfast in the trash can. Syaoran whipped the doors open so they crashed against the wall and stormed out. He knew that Warui had something to do with it.
Syaoran marched over the Warui's tent and whipped open the door; practically flipping over the whole tent. Luckily no one was in there.
He marched back over to his tent and looked around inside, and caught sight of no one.
Syaoran ran down the hill to the lake, and found the water unrippled.
He ran up the mountain, in desperate seach of Sakura. The dreams that he had during the week flashed through his head. Syaoran pushed on faster, in fear that the nightmares would come true.
Syaoran ran and ran up the hill, not feeling tired at all. He saw a fleck of something in the corner of his eye, came to a sliding stop, and ran toward it. It was in the direction where he did the spell the night before.
Soon Warui and Sakura came into his vision. Sakura was floating about 5 inches off of the ground, surrounded by a blue mist, in the middle. Warui was kneeling next to her, chanting incoherent words with a deep concentration.
Syaoran approached the scene cautiously, trying to make his feet travel silently across the varied blades of grass scattered across the dirt and dust. He immediately stopped when Warui stopped chanting. Warui's head snapped to Syaoran's direction. He let out a smug laugh and smirked.
"So you found me. I see you tried to cast one of your puny spells on me. I didn't think you expected for me to brush it off so quickly; so easily. I can't believe that you thought that your little magic trick would work on me," Syaoran clenched his fists until his knuckles grew white,
"What did you do to Sakura, you coward?!" Warui let out another gruff laugh, and smirked,
"Oh, I just put on a small spell on her so I would have control over her forever, and forget you also," Warui smiled at Syaoran, "Oh yes, and I still have to thank you for preparing all I needed for this spell to work beforehand," Syaoran just stool there, disbelieving. It was *his* fault that Sakura would be under his spell forever. He winced at all the things that Warui would do to her...
"You pervert! Not to mention idiot. Sakura can still overcome your spell, you have not thought about how much power she contains! If she was at her strong point, this spell wouldn't even effect her!" For a second, Warui's eyes flashed with bewilderment, but that quickly passed as he maintained his cool.
"Of course I considered that, but Sakura is not in the position to overcome me. I am still too powerful for her, and you as well. Now it's a matter of time until she comes out of her sleep, and then she will pick me over you."
~Where the REAL Sakura has been for the past week and a half, in Sakura's POV~
I woke up from a strange dream. It was where I was stuck in a camp with a guy named Warui, and he was my 'boyfriend. How ubsurd! Boys stink!
I got out of bed and laughed. It was the summer time, and I had no school! I could still have fun without my friends, although it did bring a pang to my heart. It was kind of lonely without them, but oh well! Strangers are friends you never met, ne?
I hop/skipped downstairs. Today my stupid brother couldn't call me late today, even though it was 10:00!
I followed the scent of pancakes to the kitchen where my dad was at the stove, cooking pancakes, and my brother was at the table reading the newspaper.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Did you sleep well? If a log sleeps well..." Stream erupted from my ears as I stamped my foot against the floor, creating small cracks in the marble floor.
"Shut up onii-chan!" I grumbled as I walked to my chair and sat down, as my dad put a steaming plate of pancakes in front of me. I licked my lips and dug in.
"Mmmmm... this is good," I said with a mouthful of pancakes. Father smiled, and opened his mouth to speak,
"Sakura, what are you going to do this summer?" I don't know why, but something clicked in the back of my mind,
"I'm going to a camp, right?" Touya and Dad raised an eyebrow,
"No, I never heard anything about a camp, do you want to go to one, Sakura?"
"Never mind, Dad! I just got mixed up with a dream that I had last night."
"Time to *finally* send Sakura to the mental hospital, Dad."
"Shut up, Touya!" I stuck my tongue out at my stupid brother and finished my pancakes. After I rinsed out my plate I ran upstairs to get dressed and brush my teeth.
I wonder what I could do this summer... I could go to some camps, but they'd be no fun without my friends. I could start a new hobby! I could learn how to skateboard, knit, speak a new language, play the guitar; but how would I learn?
I spat out the foul tasting toothpaste and made my way downstairs. I grabbed my coat off the coat hanger and opened the door. On my way out I yelled,
"I'm going to Penguin Park! I'll be back soon!" I don't know what provoked me to go outside, but I did it without thinking.
My shoes made a light tapping as they hit the gray pavement outside my house. I walked to the car door and reached out for it before I stopped myself. Why did it feel as if I needed to be somewhere? I ignored the slight tugging at the back of my mind and walked away; hoping there was some explanation for my action.
*One week later, still in Sakura POV*
The dream I had in the beginning of the week continued on. The 2nd day of the dream, I noticed that there was a guy with brown hair and amber eyes that seemed to glare at 'my boyfriend' all the time. He was pretty cute, and his name was Syaoran, I think.
For some reason, the dream felt more real than 'real life' did; though, in my dreams my actions were choppy, and being forced. Soon, I realized this had something to do with Warui. I didn't even like him, but I still seemed to be obsessed with him.
Last night, I finally realized what was going on. I finally got to talk to Syaoran, and when I called my name, my memories came flooding back to me. Although it was quite a short conversation it gave me the information I needed. Reality was a dream, and I couldn't get out. I wasn't quite sure how I would 'wake up,' but all I know is that even though I was with my dad and my brother, I wanted to be at the camp even more. It was eerie, somehow, living in my dreams. Everything was a dream, and it freaked me out. My dad wasn't real, my brother wasn't real, EVERYTHING wasn't real. All I know is that I WANT OUT.
*Back to Warui and Syaoran*
Syaoran watched Sakura as she twisted in an unrestful sleep. He'd been watching her for ten minutes, knowing that she would wake up sometime soon. Syaoran knew the condition of Warui's spell when Sakura woke up. If it turned out well, Warui would lean in for a kiss, but Sakura would turn away, but the consequence if it did not happen that way...
Syaoran snapped out of his thoughts as Sakura started moaning, and started to twist more violently, until she stopped. Syaoran gazed at her eyes; anticipating the moment they would open.
Sakura moaned again, and rubbed her eyes. Syaoran ran up to her, and Warui leaned in to Sakura's face.
"Mmmmm..." Sakura squinted with her eyes shut and slowly opened them. They flicked open for a moment then shut, then opened widely. Warui leaned in closer, so Sakura could feel his hot breath on her face. (AN: Ew.......)
"Sakura, sweetie, are you awake?" Sakura looked in to his eyes and nodded slowly. Warui paused for a moment, then lowered his face to hers...
"NOOOOOO!!" Syaoran tried to shove Warui over, but only proceeded to be knocked over my an invisible wall. In the meanwhile, his face was leaning in closer and closer...
Until Sakura put her hand to his lips and shoved him off. She sat straight up and glared at Warui.
"My first kiss will be saved for someone special, and that someone special is definately not you." Warui just sat there, looking bewildered. He had just failed his life's mission. Warui sat stock-still and finally turned into specks of dust that flew into the wind, only to mingle with more dust.
Syaoran walked over to Sakura, who was sitting on the ground, rubbing her head. He kneeled next to her, and tried to look into her face, which was bent over. Inwardly, Syaoran was jumping for joy, but outside he desperately tried to keep his features still. (AN: Sexy features, I might add. :P)
Sakura raised her head, and looked in to Syaoran's eyes and smiled,
"It's so good to be back."
"Yeah..."
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How did you like it? This chappie is one of my personal favorites. Anyway, continuing my *other* tradition...
But before that there's something I need to tell you before I forget:
DO YOU GUYS WANT A SEQUEL OR NOT???
It's a yes or no question, no need to lie. I really need to know, because it will make a REALLY REALLY BIG difference on how the story ends. Thank you.
Now to the tradition...
Favorite stories!!!
1. Hopeful Wishes| SSCherry Blossom II| 10/10| Extremely well written!!! Got me hooked!!
2. Domineering Revised| Duece of Spades| 10/10| Hilarious!!! I love it!!
3. A Girl for Christmas| Shattered Midnight Dreams| 10/10| Very very good! Nothing less of what I expected from her!
4. Motherhood| MoshiMoshiQueen| 10/10| Wow!! Very kawaii!! Like her other stories. ^^
5. The Journey| GodsGirl7| 10/10| I love it, I love it, I LOVE IT!!! She needs to update it, but it's still really really good!!!!
Okee, that's it. I'll post a new chappie if someone gives me some cough drops, lol. Unnnnn... this sucks. Also read my other fic, Closet! ^^
Diary of writing this chappie:
2/12, 4:19PM: I'm starting to wish that I named Warui "Bob." I'm getting tired of writing it.
2/12, 4:59PM: I'm running out of ideas to make this chappie long! Nooo!!
2/12, 10:07PM: Bored. Listening to the song 'Kiss Me' by Sixpence None the Richer for the 12th time today. I'm in a V-day craze! (Which means I'm thinking about a certain someone 24/7)
2/14, 5:30PM: I'm sooo loooonnnlleeeyyy. Valentine's day is a day where couples show off and make everyone else jealous. Grrr.... I got no carnations.... :'( Today was a bad day. I guess I'll just write to ease the pain....
3/3, 4:13PM: I feel really sick, but I hope I'll get this chapter out today. I wanted to release it by the end of February, but obviously that didn't work out.
Ah yes, continuing my unusual tradition, this chappie is decicated to one of my special friends, Blade Griffin! Gotta love her fruitcake ray. (I'll forgive her for stealing my left shoe *glares* [Inside joke])
Syaoran was getting tired of the constant wars between Warui and Sakura; the words of affection were just downright annoying.
'You're my smookie bear.'
'YOU'RE my smookie bear!'
'No! You're more smookier than I am! YOU'RE the smookie bear!'
'NO! Under my smookie theory, YOU'RE more smookie than I am! So therefore, YOU'RE the smookie bear!'
See what I mean? The kissy faces and girly giggling were getting out of hand. This was just too much for Syaoran to handle! He WAS always lacking in the romance department, so that just made it more excruciating for him to handle.
Syaoran was in his tent; reluctant to get out in fear of stumbling upon Warui and Sakura. His stomach grumbled in reply to his heart. He moaned as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. He slowly pulled on his clothes and tripped out of the tent.
Right when he got out of the tent, the first things to enter into his vision were Sakura and Warui puckering lips at each other. Syaoran unzipped his tent and walked back in. Maybe he wasn't ready for the day yet.
Inside the tent, Syaoran sat cross-legged, starting at his khaki cargo pants in deep thought. He never realized how much he missed Sakura. Wheneven he saw her now, there was a slight pang in his stomach. He only knew her for a week, but she was already growing on him.
His mind wandered back to the day when she was trying to master Water. The way Syaoran worried so much about her that he didn't even notice his bleeding arm when he carried her all the way back to the tent. The way he treated her wounds tenderly. The way his arms felt empty after that day without her in them. Just the way that when he thought about her, he just couldn't help but smile. Syaoran had no idea how much impact she had on him only after a week.
Syaoran's stomach rumbled, reminding him of the breakfast awaiting for him. He practially jumped out of the tent, and almost ran toward the cafeteria. Maybe skipping dinner wasn't such a bright idea; even if it was to avoid *them.*
Syaoran sat his tray on the table and sat down and readied his fork for it's plunge in to his new favorite food; pancakes. Sakura had influenced him in the strangest ways...
He almost lost his appetite when he overheard Warui,
"My wittle pookie poo," Syaoran growned and looked over to their table; where everyone was keeping a safe distance from them. He glared at the back of Warui's blonde head, silently hoping that he could blow it up with his eyes.
Then he looked at Sakura, more fondly, of course. Syaoran's eyes ran over her face, her sparkling emerald eyes...
Syaoran squinted; didn't her eyes look kind of... hazy? Sakura didn't seem to be looking at Warui, but *through* him, like she was talking to someone behind him. As he looked closer, he saw that her motions were jerky in the slightest way. That's when he was sure that something was up.
Syaoran ate his food slowly, monitering the couple's every move. He did his best to ignore the kissy faces and the endearing remarks.
He perked up when Warui was getting up, apparently going to the bathroom because Sakura wasn't following him.
Syaoran quickly picked up his tray and scurried over to Sakura.
"Sakura!" She lazily turned her head over to him.
"Oh, it's you again," Syaoran noticed her eyes still weren't focused, so he ignored the dullness of her tone.
"Yes. Don't you remember me?" Sakura looked at him and blinked.
"No." Her eyes still weren't focused, so he ignored the sting of hurt.
"Syaoran?" He said, hopefully. Sakura blinked again, but this time her eyes clouded over. She shook her head, and focused her clear eyes on Syaoran.
"Syaoran?" He practially jumped out of his chair.
"Sakura? Do you know what you have been doing for the past week?"
"It's been a week?" Syaoran jumped at the sound of the bathroom door closing.
"I'll try to talk to you later, but I have to go. Please remember me!" Syaoran ran back to his table, leaving a bewildered Sakura left to wonder what was going on.
Warui made his way back to his previous table and sat himself across from Sakura. Once Sakure looked at him, her eyes clouded over and were once again unfocused. Syaoran sighed and turned around, not wanting to watch anymore.
Syaoran walked back to his tent with a full stomach and an empty heart. She forgot 0him once Warui looked at her. He made his hand into a fist and squeezed as hard as he could. Syaoran wanted to punch Warui's face in.
Syaoran dug his hand into the tent searching for his sword, which was in it's sheath, and took it out of the tent.
He swung the sword around with his wrist. Syaoran wove figured 8s in the air, and stabbed them. He did a few formations; pretending every opponent was Warui.
Syaoran heard Warui and Sakura laughing nearby, and felt a rush of adrenaline. He worked more vigorously, pushing himself harder and harder, until he finally colapsed.
He turned over to where Warui and Sakura were flinging mush at each other. Syaoran glared at Warui, willing his line of sight to catch Warui on fire. This is when Syaoran decided that Warui definately had to go.
The silver moon reflected on Syaoran's hair as he crept thought the dark bearing his sword. His silhoette ran swiftly in the dark, heading the direction to Warui's tent.
He finally reached the tent. He prayed that he could unzip the tent in stealth. Syaoran began to slowly unzip the tent, fortunately there was only a slight buzzing sound, and all the occupants did was turn over. Something Syaoran noticed right when he got inside the tent is that Sakura slept unpeacefully; as if she was having a war with herself. She also slept to the very end of the tent as she did in the beginning with Syaoran.
Syaoran stepped over the border of the tent, barely inside. He waited until Warui finished turning over so that he was completely still. Syaoran slowly lowered the sword onto Warui's neck. Warui growned slightly at the touch of the cold metal, but laid still. Syaoran let out a sigh as quietly as he could.
With a flick of his wrist, Syaoran cut Warui's neck so that only a drop of blood was released. He quickly collected the drop of blood into a plastic cup and quickly crept out of the tent. Warui chuckled in his sleep.
Syaoran trudged up the mountain, trying to find a clear spot away from most of the campers. He found the spot where Sakura and he trained fire. He sighed and sat down.
He removed some select bells from the bandolier and started to draw in the dust. After he drew the six points of the star, he drew a circle around it. Syaoran picked up the cup and dropped the blood in the middle of the star.
Nothing happened for awhile, but the trees started to rustle, and Syaoran's hair began to blow in the wind. The blood formed into a tiny six sided circle as he started to chant some words. Syaoran finally took the bells from their silencers, but they didn't ring despite the wind. Syaoran could feel their eagerness to be rung, but he still managed to ring them the way that he wanted to. The wind drowned out the tone of the bells, but that didn't matter to Syaoran. He put his heart in to what he was chanting so that this particualarly hard spell would work. By morning, Warui's magic should fizzle out, causing Sakura not to be possessed anymore.
The day after the spell, Syaoran woke up without hesistating. He silently rejoyced the absence of Warui's voice this morning. Syaoran practically jumped out of his tent. He couldn't wait to have a full conversation. He'd only spoken a few sentences in a week and two days, and he was getting lonely.
Syaoran sat and down put his tray on the table with a 'clack.' His eyes wandered to the door as he was eating his meal with the first full appetite in a few days.
The breakfast staff were starting to clean up, and Syaoran stirred the remainders of the 3rd helping of his pancakes. Sakura, or Warui, hadn't walked through the door yet. There was a familiar pang of loneliness and worry at the pit of his stomach, and another feeling that he was unsure of.
He got up from the table and dumped the remainders of his forgotten breakfast in the trash can. Syaoran whipped the doors open so they crashed against the wall and stormed out. He knew that Warui had something to do with it.
Syaoran marched over the Warui's tent and whipped open the door; practically flipping over the whole tent. Luckily no one was in there.
He marched back over to his tent and looked around inside, and caught sight of no one.
Syaoran ran down the hill to the lake, and found the water unrippled.
He ran up the mountain, in desperate seach of Sakura. The dreams that he had during the week flashed through his head. Syaoran pushed on faster, in fear that the nightmares would come true.
Syaoran ran and ran up the hill, not feeling tired at all. He saw a fleck of something in the corner of his eye, came to a sliding stop, and ran toward it. It was in the direction where he did the spell the night before.
Soon Warui and Sakura came into his vision. Sakura was floating about 5 inches off of the ground, surrounded by a blue mist, in the middle. Warui was kneeling next to her, chanting incoherent words with a deep concentration.
Syaoran approached the scene cautiously, trying to make his feet travel silently across the varied blades of grass scattered across the dirt and dust. He immediately stopped when Warui stopped chanting. Warui's head snapped to Syaoran's direction. He let out a smug laugh and smirked.
"So you found me. I see you tried to cast one of your puny spells on me. I didn't think you expected for me to brush it off so quickly; so easily. I can't believe that you thought that your little magic trick would work on me," Syaoran clenched his fists until his knuckles grew white,
"What did you do to Sakura, you coward?!" Warui let out another gruff laugh, and smirked,
"Oh, I just put on a small spell on her so I would have control over her forever, and forget you also," Warui smiled at Syaoran, "Oh yes, and I still have to thank you for preparing all I needed for this spell to work beforehand," Syaoran just stool there, disbelieving. It was *his* fault that Sakura would be under his spell forever. He winced at all the things that Warui would do to her...
"You pervert! Not to mention idiot. Sakura can still overcome your spell, you have not thought about how much power she contains! If she was at her strong point, this spell wouldn't even effect her!" For a second, Warui's eyes flashed with bewilderment, but that quickly passed as he maintained his cool.
"Of course I considered that, but Sakura is not in the position to overcome me. I am still too powerful for her, and you as well. Now it's a matter of time until she comes out of her sleep, and then she will pick me over you."
~Where the REAL Sakura has been for the past week and a half, in Sakura's POV~
I woke up from a strange dream. It was where I was stuck in a camp with a guy named Warui, and he was my 'boyfriend. How ubsurd! Boys stink!
I got out of bed and laughed. It was the summer time, and I had no school! I could still have fun without my friends, although it did bring a pang to my heart. It was kind of lonely without them, but oh well! Strangers are friends you never met, ne?
I hop/skipped downstairs. Today my stupid brother couldn't call me late today, even though it was 10:00!
I followed the scent of pancakes to the kitchen where my dad was at the stove, cooking pancakes, and my brother was at the table reading the newspaper.
"Hey, sleepyhead. Did you sleep well? If a log sleeps well..." Stream erupted from my ears as I stamped my foot against the floor, creating small cracks in the marble floor.
"Shut up onii-chan!" I grumbled as I walked to my chair and sat down, as my dad put a steaming plate of pancakes in front of me. I licked my lips and dug in.
"Mmmmm... this is good," I said with a mouthful of pancakes. Father smiled, and opened his mouth to speak,
"Sakura, what are you going to do this summer?" I don't know why, but something clicked in the back of my mind,
"I'm going to a camp, right?" Touya and Dad raised an eyebrow,
"No, I never heard anything about a camp, do you want to go to one, Sakura?"
"Never mind, Dad! I just got mixed up with a dream that I had last night."
"Time to *finally* send Sakura to the mental hospital, Dad."
"Shut up, Touya!" I stuck my tongue out at my stupid brother and finished my pancakes. After I rinsed out my plate I ran upstairs to get dressed and brush my teeth.
I wonder what I could do this summer... I could go to some camps, but they'd be no fun without my friends. I could start a new hobby! I could learn how to skateboard, knit, speak a new language, play the guitar; but how would I learn?
I spat out the foul tasting toothpaste and made my way downstairs. I grabbed my coat off the coat hanger and opened the door. On my way out I yelled,
"I'm going to Penguin Park! I'll be back soon!" I don't know what provoked me to go outside, but I did it without thinking.
My shoes made a light tapping as they hit the gray pavement outside my house. I walked to the car door and reached out for it before I stopped myself. Why did it feel as if I needed to be somewhere? I ignored the slight tugging at the back of my mind and walked away; hoping there was some explanation for my action.
*One week later, still in Sakura POV*
The dream I had in the beginning of the week continued on. The 2nd day of the dream, I noticed that there was a guy with brown hair and amber eyes that seemed to glare at 'my boyfriend' all the time. He was pretty cute, and his name was Syaoran, I think.
For some reason, the dream felt more real than 'real life' did; though, in my dreams my actions were choppy, and being forced. Soon, I realized this had something to do with Warui. I didn't even like him, but I still seemed to be obsessed with him.
Last night, I finally realized what was going on. I finally got to talk to Syaoran, and when I called my name, my memories came flooding back to me. Although it was quite a short conversation it gave me the information I needed. Reality was a dream, and I couldn't get out. I wasn't quite sure how I would 'wake up,' but all I know is that even though I was with my dad and my brother, I wanted to be at the camp even more. It was eerie, somehow, living in my dreams. Everything was a dream, and it freaked me out. My dad wasn't real, my brother wasn't real, EVERYTHING wasn't real. All I know is that I WANT OUT.
*Back to Warui and Syaoran*
Syaoran watched Sakura as she twisted in an unrestful sleep. He'd been watching her for ten minutes, knowing that she would wake up sometime soon. Syaoran knew the condition of Warui's spell when Sakura woke up. If it turned out well, Warui would lean in for a kiss, but Sakura would turn away, but the consequence if it did not happen that way...
Syaoran snapped out of his thoughts as Sakura started moaning, and started to twist more violently, until she stopped. Syaoran gazed at her eyes; anticipating the moment they would open.
Sakura moaned again, and rubbed her eyes. Syaoran ran up to her, and Warui leaned in to Sakura's face.
"Mmmmm..." Sakura squinted with her eyes shut and slowly opened them. They flicked open for a moment then shut, then opened widely. Warui leaned in closer, so Sakura could feel his hot breath on her face. (AN: Ew.......)
"Sakura, sweetie, are you awake?" Sakura looked in to his eyes and nodded slowly. Warui paused for a moment, then lowered his face to hers...
"NOOOOOO!!" Syaoran tried to shove Warui over, but only proceeded to be knocked over my an invisible wall. In the meanwhile, his face was leaning in closer and closer...
Until Sakura put her hand to his lips and shoved him off. She sat straight up and glared at Warui.
"My first kiss will be saved for someone special, and that someone special is definately not you." Warui just sat there, looking bewildered. He had just failed his life's mission. Warui sat stock-still and finally turned into specks of dust that flew into the wind, only to mingle with more dust.
Syaoran walked over to Sakura, who was sitting on the ground, rubbing her head. He kneeled next to her, and tried to look into her face, which was bent over. Inwardly, Syaoran was jumping for joy, but outside he desperately tried to keep his features still. (AN: Sexy features, I might add. :P)
Sakura raised her head, and looked in to Syaoran's eyes and smiled,
"It's so good to be back."
"Yeah..."
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How did you like it? This chappie is one of my personal favorites. Anyway, continuing my *other* tradition...
But before that there's something I need to tell you before I forget:
DO YOU GUYS WANT A SEQUEL OR NOT???
It's a yes or no question, no need to lie. I really need to know, because it will make a REALLY REALLY BIG difference on how the story ends. Thank you.
Now to the tradition...
Favorite stories!!!
1. Hopeful Wishes| SSCherry Blossom II| 10/10| Extremely well written!!! Got me hooked!!
2. Domineering Revised| Duece of Spades| 10/10| Hilarious!!! I love it!!
3. A Girl for Christmas| Shattered Midnight Dreams| 10/10| Very very good! Nothing less of what I expected from her!
4. Motherhood| MoshiMoshiQueen| 10/10| Wow!! Very kawaii!! Like her other stories. ^^
5. The Journey| GodsGirl7| 10/10| I love it, I love it, I LOVE IT!!! She needs to update it, but it's still really really good!!!!
Okee, that's it. I'll post a new chappie if someone gives me some cough drops, lol. Unnnnn... this sucks. Also read my other fic, Closet! ^^
