Maple's Wisdom: Oh, I'm soo sorry I haven't updated in so long! Really! Please forgive me...*pouts*
Anyways, I was originally going to make this a 14-chapter&epilogue story, but then I decided that was too long, so I was going to have it be a 7-chapter and epilogue, but now I think I'm running out of space, so it's going to be more than that. *nods as if that was important* So! Thank you for the reviews:
okami-yes you were! ^_^
white eternity-Thanks, I was hoping I wasn't making it blatantly obvious ^_^.
L-chan: Tomoyo doesn't remember what she said, because she was really, really sick at the time and delirious. Touya will..well, that's why you're reading this story still, right? And you're welcome, and thank you so much, I'm glad someone actually likes my stories!
So, um, disclaimer?
Maple's Disclaimer:
I is for me, myself&I,
D is for...daffy duck?
O is for oranges,
Ah, this is too hard. I don't own CCS.
~P 3 4 C 3~
)Tomoyo's POV(
I was running through a maze of chirping Sakura-chans, taping them happily with my video camera. If this didn't stop soon, I would explode from too much kawaii-ness! I heard a voice. Eriol's, I realized. It sounded like music after all the high-pitched "Tomoyo-chan!" surrounding me. I ran towards it, almost knocking over several Sakura-chans on my way.
Eriol was sitting in an overstuffed chair by a fire in a cozy-looking room. I reached in for him, and he got up wordlessly and locked the door. I pounded on it furiously, tears streaking my face. The Sakura-chans began to gather around me, saying "Tomoyo-chan?" in concerned voices. I was completely oblivious. I didn't know why, but I had to get in that room, and the fact that the door was holding fast plunged me into the depths of despair, sinking in quicksand. My friends stood around me, reaching for me. The quicksand was up to my neck when I smelled a familiar scent. It was masculine, and at intoxicating potency. I sank deeper, and noticed the quicksand was a deep blue. I was not yet up to my nose, but already I was suffocating from the scent.
A pair of strong hands pulled me out effortlessly. Familiar hands. I opened my eyes to see a dark blue sweater. I turned my head upwards to see Touya. He nodded at me.
"Daidouji." he said in greeting. Another voice, one that sounded like quicksand, made itself present...
"Tomoyo, I'm sorry."
I opened my eyes wearily. Eriol was peering over me through worried eyes.
"I'm sorry. I know it's my fault you're like this."
I shook my head, "Iie, it's not your fault. I don't blame you, I blame myself for being so childish."
Eriol frowned, "Sometimes it isn't your fault, you know, Tomoyo. Anyone would have done what you did in your circumstances."
I smiled weakly, then shook my head slightly. "So, who is she?"
For the first time in the years I have known him, Eriol Hiiragizawa looked confused. "Who?"
"The one you love." I said patiently, as if he was two.
Eriol-no, he couldn't have, but I swear I saw him-he BLUSHED. It wasn't just a pink tinge, but almost a Syaoran blush. If it had spread to the rest of his face, it would have been. "How did you know, that I love someone, I mean?" he asked.
"If you had no interest when I told you, you might have given it a try at first." I stated reasonably.
Eriol ran his hand through his hair. "It's," Rather than moving his hand, he moved his head and waited until he was looking out the window to complete his sentence, "Meiling."
"Why?" I blurted out before I could stop myself.
"I don't know," he admitted, "It's almost like she is my idea of the perfect person in every way possible. It's like I, or maybe someone exactly like me, made her to suit my tastes. I couldn't make her more beautiful or fun to be around."
"You really love her."
"More than anything." He paused uncomfortably, as if thinking of a way to change the subject. Finally, he said, "If you could make the most beautiful person, you know, in your eyes, how would he be?"
I coloured slightly. "Eriol!"
"Come on, Tomoyo-san. Just for fun." he said, almost teasingly.
I made an exaggerated sigh. "Alright," I said, thinking. "He would be tall, and strong, but gentle, with...black hair, unruly like Li-kun's, but shorter, and warm brown eyes, and ears like Sakura-chan. Did you ever notice Sakura-chan's ears? They're so kawaii! Ano, a pointed nose, pointed chin, and cheanshaven." I finished.
Eriol's eyes twinkled and he nodded. "I see." he said with a mischievious grin, and left with a wink. It didn't occur to me why until several hours later, when I realized that Touya fit my description perfectly.
*
)Touya's POV(
I was just measuring the rice for breakfast when I heard a knock on the kitchen door. I opened it, expecting Nakuru, coming to bother me like she did once or twice every 5 minutes. Couldn't she just leave me alone?
I began to snarl grumpily as I opened the door, until I saw who it was. She was definitely not Nakuru. Daidouji-san tilted her face upwards and gave me a cheerful smile.
"Ohayo gozimasu, Kinomoto-san. May I help with breakfast?"
"You shouldn't strain yourself, Daidouji-san. You've been sick." I told her.
"Oh, no, it's not work to me. I would very much like to help." If her tone hadn't been so sincere, I might have told her to go get some more sleep. But she actually wanted to help. How long had it been since I had known someone like her?
I grunted. "Come in." I held the door open for her and she stepped in graciously. "Arigato gozimasu, Kinomoto-san." she thanked me. My face cracked into a smile.
"So, what are we making?"
*
)Eriol's POV(
I fidgeted nervously, pacing up and down on the stone bridge. Of course, I knew what her answer would be, but it was a question of whether it was wise. To be so close, for so long? Would I suffocate?
I sighed, crossed the bridge, and took off my shoes and socks. That aside, I stepped into the shallow river, where I continued my pacing and reckoning until I sensed a thick, smooth, red, non-magical aura.
"And what brings you down to the river today, Li-chan?" I asked without turning around.
I sensed her jump. "I thought I might tell you that breakfast will be ready in half an hour. What are you doing in the river, anyways? It's dangerous, you know, to wade in rivers."
I smiled and turned around. "It's far too shallow to be dangerous. While we're here, by the way, I have a question to ask you."
She cocked her head to one side adorably. "What?"
"Well, I have a certain plan, one requiring two people to pull it off and two people to experience it. Usually, as you know, Tomoyo-san is my partner in crime, but I intend for her to be on the other side, this time, so.."
Li's eyes twinkled michieviously. "You mean, you need my help on an evil scheme of yours to set Tomoyo up?"
"I suppose you could put it that way."
"I'm in!" She pumped her fist up and down energetically.
I grinned. "Step in. Let's get started."
*
"What in the name if Clow Li Reed?!?!?!?" Meiling screamed.
"Li-chan, you must understand that with Tomoyo-san and Kinomoto-san, we must be very, very suttle. They are both far too observant. My magic will be of little use." I tried to explain.
"What's the point of matckmaking if all you do is watch? We." She stepped towards me, "Need." twice, "To." thrice, "Act." four times, "NOW!" she stomped, as there was no more room for her to step. We were less than an inch apart now, and her red aura, now boiling with fury, was surrounding me. Her voice echoed off the sound barrier I placed around us, and I felt her warm breath on my face. Her pointed chin was tilted slightly upward so she looked me in the eye. We seemed to be getting closer, and closer, until I knew it wasn't my imagination because our lips met in a passionate kiss. Losing my control, I forgot about why this wasn't right and lost myself, drowned myself, in every aspect of her. I absorbed her aura, drank it. It was the best feeling I had ever known-it had never been like this with Kaho. I was truly drowning now-so we pulled apart for air.
And that was when we realized what had happened.
Meiling slapped me and ran away, leaving me standing there, bewilderedly rubbing my cheek, tracing the outlines of where her fingers had been, still feeling their warmth against my skin.
*
)Meiling's POV(
I barely touched my breakfast, and even ended up wrapping it up in my napkin as to not waste food. Intending to eat before lunch, I brought the bundle with me to my tent. I set it carefully in the corner, then sat down to meditate. When I was younger, meditation always helped me sort out my feelings when I was scared or confused. Lately, I haven't needed it.
After several minutes, I could tell my mind was too accustomed to meditation for it to work. I compensated by pacing around my tent, wondering how I could get this off my chest. I needed to tell someone, that was for sure - but who?
Sighing resignedly, I went to Sakura's tent in hope of beating her in Crazy Eights.
*
"I demand a rematch!" I said for the fifth time to a grinning Sakura. She nodded, and dealed obligingly.
"You know, Meiling, I've been thinking..."
"You have?" I asked in mock surprise.
"Mou, Meiling-chan, that's mean!" she said, tossing a pillow at me playfully, "Anyways, I've noticed that everyone seems to have a lot on their minds lately. I thought that maybe we could get it off our chests by making a time capsule, sort of."
I frowned, fanning out my cards and playing a two of diamonds smoothly. "Pick up two. What's going to help get things off our chests about making a time capsule?" I asked.
Sakura placed two cards down, still fanned out. "Pick up six. I thought if we wrote letters to ourselves in the future, then maybe we could sort of, well, confide in ourselves."
I played another two. "Pick up eight. You know how it pains me to compliment you, Sakura, but that's a pretty good idea. I suggest you call it Dear Me."
Sakura pouted at the stack of cards, then resignedly counted out her new cards. "Thanks, Meiling-chan. I think I'll announce it at lunch - could you help me?"
I grinned. "Sure."
*
In the midst of a well-prepared meal, Sakura tapped the side of her cup with her chopsticks and stood up.
She smiled brightly and began. "I noticed that lately, everyone's been thinking about other things. Meiling thought that it would be a good idea to get it off our chests by writing letters to ourselves in the future, and opening them later. So?"
I shook my head, grinning. "Sakura, don't be so modest. It was all your idea."
Sakura blushed a little. "All in favour?"
I raised my hand and looked at the others at the table. Nakuru, who was clinging to Touya, raised her hand in a way that suggested she didn't really care, whil Touya scowled and sat there stubbornly. Tsukishiro shrugged, then raised his hand in the same manner Nakuru was. Tomoyo, too, raised her hand, as well as the still-standing Sakura. Beside her, Syaoran followed Touya's example, and across from him, Eriol raised his hand good-naturedly. Takashi, Chiharu, Naoko, Rika, Terada, and I were also all in favour. Sakura pleaded Syaoran into it, and Tomoyo asked Touya good-naturedly to "not ruin the fun", so soon everyone was in.
"Li-chan?" called Eriol, "I'd like to talk to you. You know where." I nodded quietly, feeling worried, and made my way down to the stone bridge, where I discarded my shoes and socks and waded into the ice-cold water, stopping right under the bridge to meet Eriol face-to-face.
"What.." he began.
"It never happened." I declared, shaking slightly.
"Very well." said Eriol, trying to fight an unknown expression from coming over his face. Probably relief, I thought sadly. What I had said made it so much simpler, yet how could things be simpler if I felt ripped in two?
Quietly, I ran back to my tent, where I wrote my letter.
Dear Me,
I am, to date, officially the most stupid girl alive! I haven't got a clue what I'm doing. This afternoon, Eriol and I kissed, just out of nowhere. I'm in love with him, I know it this time, but he doesn't love me, and I don't want to be selfish and complicate things by telling him like how it was with Syaoran and Sakura! I know he loves someone else, and I know it's not Tomoyo...to be honest, I don't think he's gotten over Kaho and here I am, denying all my feelings for him and ripping myself in two in the process. To top it all off, Yelan and my parents are looking for a nice Li husband for me as I write this! I guess, for you, this will just be a reminder of now, something for you to stew in, to regret. But the only way I can be accepted as a Li is to marry another Li and bear children with magic. Perhaps, it won't be so bad, if I can help my friends be happy, and Eriol, too. I suppose...
I think I'll go to bed.
Good-night, Meiling Li.
Sincerely,
Li Meiling, 14
*
Dear Me,
I can't believe I'm doing this weird idea of the kaijuu's. It's just that Daidouji smiled at me and asked me to. Lord, I'm a wimp. It's just Daidouji, after all. She's just plain creepy. Once, when we came to her house for great-grandfather's funeral, she showed us her collection of videos she filmed herself. I swear, you should have seen the labels! "Sakura-chan sleeps in class", "Sakura-chan is late for school", "Sakura-chan is late for school 2", "Sakura-chan forgets her homework", "Sakura-chan drops the baton on her head", "Sakura-chan sneezes," "Sakura-chan rollerblades home", "Sakura-chan is late for school 3", "Sakura-chan drops the baton on her head 2"...you get the point. Then, she lent me a stack of videos about the Clow Cards and the Sakura Cards. Each one started with the kaijuu dressed up in different ridiculously frilly outfit, looking embarassed. Oh, and the stuffed animal with a matching bow. It's creepy. And then there was that time when she said I had Sakura's *ears*. Who notices *ears*? It's just the most annoying, creepy, and adorable obsession I have ever known. Luckily, she seems to have outgrown that. To be honest, she looks exactly like 'Kaa-san does in the pictures of her at the same age. She radiates calm and happiness. She really does look like 'Kaa-san, it's creepy. She looks like "Kaa-san, she acts like 'Kaa-san, she sings like 'Kaa-san, she smiles like 'Kaa-san...well, maybe that's why she talked me into it. I haven't seen 'Kaa-san for 3 years, and I miss her more than words can say. Oh, joy. I've spent my entire letter ranting about Daidouji. GET OFF, AZIZUKI!
Kinomoto Touya, 21
P.S. On top of everything else, that Chinese gaki is always around Sakura! He sits beside her and she *feeds* him when he insists that I poison his food!
*
Dear Me,
I simple HAVE to write down this kakkoi, kakkoi ghost story! It is so scary, Sakura-chan *cried* when I told it. Cried! The story all starts with a girl, and, uhh..oh, no! I forgot my super-kakkoi ghost story! Oh, no!
Naoko
*
Dear Me,
I am seriously considering dropping out of school.
Terada-sensei has been our teacher since Mizuki-sensei, and, well, *it* is forbidden. I would be expelled and Sensei would lose his job! I could go to another school easily, but that would stain Sensei's record and it'd be nearly impossible for him to get another job! I couldn't be so selfish. I just wish there was another way...but I am afraid that I have no choice.
Sasaki Rika, 14
*
Dear Me,
TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-KUN!!
He's so yummy even without his magic!!!!!!!
Rubymoon
~P 3 4 3 C 3~
Charisma: Oh, gush, I'm so sorry I took soo long with this! Almost 3 months....I'm so sorry, I guess it was end-of-year stuff. I swear, I spent all my spare time sleeping! June was exhausting! On the bright side, it's all over now and it's summer! ^_^. Oh, and happy Canada Day to everyone, and to you Americans, happy Independence(spelling?) Day on Friday!
Vocab:
Kawaii-cute
Iie-no
Ohayo gozimasu-Good morning (formal)
Arigato gozimasu-Thank you (polite)
Mou-geez
Kaijuu-monster
'Kaa-san-mother
Gaki-brat
Kakkoi-cool
Sensei-teacher
Corrections welcome!
Comments, Questions and *Constructive* Critisism(spelling?) are more than welcome, so just click on that little button that says Go!, come on, you know you want to....
Anyways, I was originally going to make this a 14-chapter&epilogue story, but then I decided that was too long, so I was going to have it be a 7-chapter and epilogue, but now I think I'm running out of space, so it's going to be more than that. *nods as if that was important* So! Thank you for the reviews:
okami-yes you were! ^_^
white eternity-Thanks, I was hoping I wasn't making it blatantly obvious ^_^.
L-chan: Tomoyo doesn't remember what she said, because she was really, really sick at the time and delirious. Touya will..well, that's why you're reading this story still, right? And you're welcome, and thank you so much, I'm glad someone actually likes my stories!
So, um, disclaimer?
Maple's Disclaimer:
I is for me, myself&I,
D is for...daffy duck?
O is for oranges,
Ah, this is too hard. I don't own CCS.
~P 3 4 C 3~
)Tomoyo's POV(
I was running through a maze of chirping Sakura-chans, taping them happily with my video camera. If this didn't stop soon, I would explode from too much kawaii-ness! I heard a voice. Eriol's, I realized. It sounded like music after all the high-pitched "Tomoyo-chan!" surrounding me. I ran towards it, almost knocking over several Sakura-chans on my way.
Eriol was sitting in an overstuffed chair by a fire in a cozy-looking room. I reached in for him, and he got up wordlessly and locked the door. I pounded on it furiously, tears streaking my face. The Sakura-chans began to gather around me, saying "Tomoyo-chan?" in concerned voices. I was completely oblivious. I didn't know why, but I had to get in that room, and the fact that the door was holding fast plunged me into the depths of despair, sinking in quicksand. My friends stood around me, reaching for me. The quicksand was up to my neck when I smelled a familiar scent. It was masculine, and at intoxicating potency. I sank deeper, and noticed the quicksand was a deep blue. I was not yet up to my nose, but already I was suffocating from the scent.
A pair of strong hands pulled me out effortlessly. Familiar hands. I opened my eyes to see a dark blue sweater. I turned my head upwards to see Touya. He nodded at me.
"Daidouji." he said in greeting. Another voice, one that sounded like quicksand, made itself present...
"Tomoyo, I'm sorry."
I opened my eyes wearily. Eriol was peering over me through worried eyes.
"I'm sorry. I know it's my fault you're like this."
I shook my head, "Iie, it's not your fault. I don't blame you, I blame myself for being so childish."
Eriol frowned, "Sometimes it isn't your fault, you know, Tomoyo. Anyone would have done what you did in your circumstances."
I smiled weakly, then shook my head slightly. "So, who is she?"
For the first time in the years I have known him, Eriol Hiiragizawa looked confused. "Who?"
"The one you love." I said patiently, as if he was two.
Eriol-no, he couldn't have, but I swear I saw him-he BLUSHED. It wasn't just a pink tinge, but almost a Syaoran blush. If it had spread to the rest of his face, it would have been. "How did you know, that I love someone, I mean?" he asked.
"If you had no interest when I told you, you might have given it a try at first." I stated reasonably.
Eriol ran his hand through his hair. "It's," Rather than moving his hand, he moved his head and waited until he was looking out the window to complete his sentence, "Meiling."
"Why?" I blurted out before I could stop myself.
"I don't know," he admitted, "It's almost like she is my idea of the perfect person in every way possible. It's like I, or maybe someone exactly like me, made her to suit my tastes. I couldn't make her more beautiful or fun to be around."
"You really love her."
"More than anything." He paused uncomfortably, as if thinking of a way to change the subject. Finally, he said, "If you could make the most beautiful person, you know, in your eyes, how would he be?"
I coloured slightly. "Eriol!"
"Come on, Tomoyo-san. Just for fun." he said, almost teasingly.
I made an exaggerated sigh. "Alright," I said, thinking. "He would be tall, and strong, but gentle, with...black hair, unruly like Li-kun's, but shorter, and warm brown eyes, and ears like Sakura-chan. Did you ever notice Sakura-chan's ears? They're so kawaii! Ano, a pointed nose, pointed chin, and cheanshaven." I finished.
Eriol's eyes twinkled and he nodded. "I see." he said with a mischievious grin, and left with a wink. It didn't occur to me why until several hours later, when I realized that Touya fit my description perfectly.
*
)Touya's POV(
I was just measuring the rice for breakfast when I heard a knock on the kitchen door. I opened it, expecting Nakuru, coming to bother me like she did once or twice every 5 minutes. Couldn't she just leave me alone?
I began to snarl grumpily as I opened the door, until I saw who it was. She was definitely not Nakuru. Daidouji-san tilted her face upwards and gave me a cheerful smile.
"Ohayo gozimasu, Kinomoto-san. May I help with breakfast?"
"You shouldn't strain yourself, Daidouji-san. You've been sick." I told her.
"Oh, no, it's not work to me. I would very much like to help." If her tone hadn't been so sincere, I might have told her to go get some more sleep. But she actually wanted to help. How long had it been since I had known someone like her?
I grunted. "Come in." I held the door open for her and she stepped in graciously. "Arigato gozimasu, Kinomoto-san." she thanked me. My face cracked into a smile.
"So, what are we making?"
*
)Eriol's POV(
I fidgeted nervously, pacing up and down on the stone bridge. Of course, I knew what her answer would be, but it was a question of whether it was wise. To be so close, for so long? Would I suffocate?
I sighed, crossed the bridge, and took off my shoes and socks. That aside, I stepped into the shallow river, where I continued my pacing and reckoning until I sensed a thick, smooth, red, non-magical aura.
"And what brings you down to the river today, Li-chan?" I asked without turning around.
I sensed her jump. "I thought I might tell you that breakfast will be ready in half an hour. What are you doing in the river, anyways? It's dangerous, you know, to wade in rivers."
I smiled and turned around. "It's far too shallow to be dangerous. While we're here, by the way, I have a question to ask you."
She cocked her head to one side adorably. "What?"
"Well, I have a certain plan, one requiring two people to pull it off and two people to experience it. Usually, as you know, Tomoyo-san is my partner in crime, but I intend for her to be on the other side, this time, so.."
Li's eyes twinkled michieviously. "You mean, you need my help on an evil scheme of yours to set Tomoyo up?"
"I suppose you could put it that way."
"I'm in!" She pumped her fist up and down energetically.
I grinned. "Step in. Let's get started."
*
"What in the name if Clow Li Reed?!?!?!?" Meiling screamed.
"Li-chan, you must understand that with Tomoyo-san and Kinomoto-san, we must be very, very suttle. They are both far too observant. My magic will be of little use." I tried to explain.
"What's the point of matckmaking if all you do is watch? We." She stepped towards me, "Need." twice, "To." thrice, "Act." four times, "NOW!" she stomped, as there was no more room for her to step. We were less than an inch apart now, and her red aura, now boiling with fury, was surrounding me. Her voice echoed off the sound barrier I placed around us, and I felt her warm breath on my face. Her pointed chin was tilted slightly upward so she looked me in the eye. We seemed to be getting closer, and closer, until I knew it wasn't my imagination because our lips met in a passionate kiss. Losing my control, I forgot about why this wasn't right and lost myself, drowned myself, in every aspect of her. I absorbed her aura, drank it. It was the best feeling I had ever known-it had never been like this with Kaho. I was truly drowning now-so we pulled apart for air.
And that was when we realized what had happened.
Meiling slapped me and ran away, leaving me standing there, bewilderedly rubbing my cheek, tracing the outlines of where her fingers had been, still feeling their warmth against my skin.
*
)Meiling's POV(
I barely touched my breakfast, and even ended up wrapping it up in my napkin as to not waste food. Intending to eat before lunch, I brought the bundle with me to my tent. I set it carefully in the corner, then sat down to meditate. When I was younger, meditation always helped me sort out my feelings when I was scared or confused. Lately, I haven't needed it.
After several minutes, I could tell my mind was too accustomed to meditation for it to work. I compensated by pacing around my tent, wondering how I could get this off my chest. I needed to tell someone, that was for sure - but who?
Sighing resignedly, I went to Sakura's tent in hope of beating her in Crazy Eights.
*
"I demand a rematch!" I said for the fifth time to a grinning Sakura. She nodded, and dealed obligingly.
"You know, Meiling, I've been thinking..."
"You have?" I asked in mock surprise.
"Mou, Meiling-chan, that's mean!" she said, tossing a pillow at me playfully, "Anyways, I've noticed that everyone seems to have a lot on their minds lately. I thought that maybe we could get it off our chests by making a time capsule, sort of."
I frowned, fanning out my cards and playing a two of diamonds smoothly. "Pick up two. What's going to help get things off our chests about making a time capsule?" I asked.
Sakura placed two cards down, still fanned out. "Pick up six. I thought if we wrote letters to ourselves in the future, then maybe we could sort of, well, confide in ourselves."
I played another two. "Pick up eight. You know how it pains me to compliment you, Sakura, but that's a pretty good idea. I suggest you call it Dear Me."
Sakura pouted at the stack of cards, then resignedly counted out her new cards. "Thanks, Meiling-chan. I think I'll announce it at lunch - could you help me?"
I grinned. "Sure."
*
In the midst of a well-prepared meal, Sakura tapped the side of her cup with her chopsticks and stood up.
She smiled brightly and began. "I noticed that lately, everyone's been thinking about other things. Meiling thought that it would be a good idea to get it off our chests by writing letters to ourselves in the future, and opening them later. So?"
I shook my head, grinning. "Sakura, don't be so modest. It was all your idea."
Sakura blushed a little. "All in favour?"
I raised my hand and looked at the others at the table. Nakuru, who was clinging to Touya, raised her hand in a way that suggested she didn't really care, whil Touya scowled and sat there stubbornly. Tsukishiro shrugged, then raised his hand in the same manner Nakuru was. Tomoyo, too, raised her hand, as well as the still-standing Sakura. Beside her, Syaoran followed Touya's example, and across from him, Eriol raised his hand good-naturedly. Takashi, Chiharu, Naoko, Rika, Terada, and I were also all in favour. Sakura pleaded Syaoran into it, and Tomoyo asked Touya good-naturedly to "not ruin the fun", so soon everyone was in.
"Li-chan?" called Eriol, "I'd like to talk to you. You know where." I nodded quietly, feeling worried, and made my way down to the stone bridge, where I discarded my shoes and socks and waded into the ice-cold water, stopping right under the bridge to meet Eriol face-to-face.
"What.." he began.
"It never happened." I declared, shaking slightly.
"Very well." said Eriol, trying to fight an unknown expression from coming over his face. Probably relief, I thought sadly. What I had said made it so much simpler, yet how could things be simpler if I felt ripped in two?
Quietly, I ran back to my tent, where I wrote my letter.
Dear Me,
I am, to date, officially the most stupid girl alive! I haven't got a clue what I'm doing. This afternoon, Eriol and I kissed, just out of nowhere. I'm in love with him, I know it this time, but he doesn't love me, and I don't want to be selfish and complicate things by telling him like how it was with Syaoran and Sakura! I know he loves someone else, and I know it's not Tomoyo...to be honest, I don't think he's gotten over Kaho and here I am, denying all my feelings for him and ripping myself in two in the process. To top it all off, Yelan and my parents are looking for a nice Li husband for me as I write this! I guess, for you, this will just be a reminder of now, something for you to stew in, to regret. But the only way I can be accepted as a Li is to marry another Li and bear children with magic. Perhaps, it won't be so bad, if I can help my friends be happy, and Eriol, too. I suppose...
I think I'll go to bed.
Good-night, Meiling Li.
Sincerely,
Li Meiling, 14
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Dear Me,
I can't believe I'm doing this weird idea of the kaijuu's. It's just that Daidouji smiled at me and asked me to. Lord, I'm a wimp. It's just Daidouji, after all. She's just plain creepy. Once, when we came to her house for great-grandfather's funeral, she showed us her collection of videos she filmed herself. I swear, you should have seen the labels! "Sakura-chan sleeps in class", "Sakura-chan is late for school", "Sakura-chan is late for school 2", "Sakura-chan forgets her homework", "Sakura-chan drops the baton on her head", "Sakura-chan sneezes," "Sakura-chan rollerblades home", "Sakura-chan is late for school 3", "Sakura-chan drops the baton on her head 2"...you get the point. Then, she lent me a stack of videos about the Clow Cards and the Sakura Cards. Each one started with the kaijuu dressed up in different ridiculously frilly outfit, looking embarassed. Oh, and the stuffed animal with a matching bow. It's creepy. And then there was that time when she said I had Sakura's *ears*. Who notices *ears*? It's just the most annoying, creepy, and adorable obsession I have ever known. Luckily, she seems to have outgrown that. To be honest, she looks exactly like 'Kaa-san does in the pictures of her at the same age. She radiates calm and happiness. She really does look like 'Kaa-san, it's creepy. She looks like "Kaa-san, she acts like 'Kaa-san, she sings like 'Kaa-san, she smiles like 'Kaa-san...well, maybe that's why she talked me into it. I haven't seen 'Kaa-san for 3 years, and I miss her more than words can say. Oh, joy. I've spent my entire letter ranting about Daidouji. GET OFF, AZIZUKI!
Kinomoto Touya, 21
P.S. On top of everything else, that Chinese gaki is always around Sakura! He sits beside her and she *feeds* him when he insists that I poison his food!
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Dear Me,
I simple HAVE to write down this kakkoi, kakkoi ghost story! It is so scary, Sakura-chan *cried* when I told it. Cried! The story all starts with a girl, and, uhh..oh, no! I forgot my super-kakkoi ghost story! Oh, no!
Naoko
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Dear Me,
I am seriously considering dropping out of school.
Terada-sensei has been our teacher since Mizuki-sensei, and, well, *it* is forbidden. I would be expelled and Sensei would lose his job! I could go to another school easily, but that would stain Sensei's record and it'd be nearly impossible for him to get another job! I couldn't be so selfish. I just wish there was another way...but I am afraid that I have no choice.
Sasaki Rika, 14
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Dear Me,
TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-KUN!!
He's so yummy even without his magic!!!!!!!
Rubymoon
~P 3 4 3 C 3~
Charisma: Oh, gush, I'm so sorry I took soo long with this! Almost 3 months....I'm so sorry, I guess it was end-of-year stuff. I swear, I spent all my spare time sleeping! June was exhausting! On the bright side, it's all over now and it's summer! ^_^. Oh, and happy Canada Day to everyone, and to you Americans, happy Independence(spelling?) Day on Friday!
Vocab:
Kawaii-cute
Iie-no
Ohayo gozimasu-Good morning (formal)
Arigato gozimasu-Thank you (polite)
Mou-geez
Kaijuu-monster
'Kaa-san-mother
Gaki-brat
Kakkoi-cool
Sensei-teacher
Corrections welcome!
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