Revolutionary Girl Sakura Part Two
"You actually know Arisugawa Juri, the captain of the fencing team?" Tomoyo asked, her eyes practically bugging out.
The two young ladies were sitting down at a table grabbing a fast lunch at the cafeteria, and Juri had given them a respectful nod when she passed. The regal fencer was held both in awe and no little fear by the majority of teachers and students in Ohtori, so her gesture to Sakura was just a bit shocking to Tomoyo, to say the least.
"Yeah," Sakura answered her in an absent minded way, "she fell under the control of the Desire Card. It got her into a situation involving a girl with a bad reputation, Takatsuki Shiori, that I helped get her out of."
"Desire card?" Tomoyo echoed faintly.
Sakura nodded slightly as she looked off in the distance, remembering, "It was my first real Card capture here at Ohtori, and I heard about it in such a strange way....
Sakura had been in the middle of her math class, trying to follow the equations when she overheard the girl sitting next to her. She scowled fiercely and grumbled under her breath, "What is she doing with that girl?"
Sakura looked over at her thoughtfully. "What girl?" she asked quietly.
Nanami gave Sakura a disdainful look, but she couldn't resist passing on a bit of good gossip. "The fencing captain has taken up with a junior named Shiori," she said quietly. "Everyone says Juri's taken leave of her senses."
Sakura's face went remarkably pale even as she said almost to herself, "Almost as if something's controlling her?"
Nanami looked at her with a expression of surprise, then she nodded slowly. "You could be right," she whispered.
After classes, Sakura made her way down the hallways to the fencing hall. She could almost feel her skin prickling, and knew that one of the cards was nearby. She opened up the main doors and stepped inside, only to gasp in surprise.
Shiori was pressed up against the wall as Juri nibbled passionately at her neck. Her hands were moving feverishly against the front of Shiori's shirt, even as Shiori babbled huskily in pleasure. Sakura took it all in, and instantly jumped to the wrong conclusion.
"Juri, let her go!" she cried out. Juri just ignored her, but Shiori glared at her. Sakura pulled out the sword and began to chant:
"Oh Sword of Dios, Power of magic, power of Right! Surrender the Blade, the sword of Light! Release!"
Sakura ran forward and forcefully pulled Juri away from Shiori's fevered grasp. Her rose in place, Sakura pointed her blade at Juri, "Surrender the card! We don't have to do this."
Juri gazed at her blankly, her eyes clouded and deeply confused. Sakura felt the evil presence behind her just in time, ducking and rolling underneath the wild swing. Shiori smiled at Sakura, a wicked looking sword in hand as she looked at Sakura with eyes glazed with an unholy passion.
"Juri is mine," Shiori said in throaty tones, "you can't have her." She raised and pointed her sword at Sakura, "And now you're mine too."
Sakura cried out, even as she felt the power of the card slide over her. Shiori's form seemed to flicker, changing, and Sakura saw another girl, strangely familiar to her, with long dark hair, delicate features, and lively eyes. 'Is she what I most desire?' Sakura wondered. She shook her head, struggling against the power of the card. The image flickered then wavered. "You don't own me!" Sakura gasped, and Shiori wailed in pain as the spell was broken.
Juri, her mind set free as well in the backlash, was also looking at Shiori with shock, and just a bit of disgust. Shiori saw that look and cried in pain and rage, "How dare you!"
Shiori charged the deeply shaken Juri, holding her sword point first, only to be stopped by Sakura's swift blade. She deflected Shiori's sword upward, flicked her blade across Shiori's breast and Shiori's rose spun apart, the petals scattering to the ground.
"Desire Card!" Sakura cried out, as a glowing, female figure slid from Shiori's form. "Return to your power confined! Desire!" Sakura felt a hand gently caress her cheek, then the card dropped gracefully in her hand.
Shiori swayed, stumbled and finally fell to the ground. Curling into a ball, she sobbed out, "I love you, Juri. I'm so sorry." A visibly shaken Juri walked over to her, knelt down beside her and lightly patted her on the shoulder, a lost expression on her face.
Juri smiled up at Sakura sadly as the girl walked over to her, "We've been friends nearly forever, but I didn't know..."
Sakura knelt down beside them and softly said, "Let me help."
Sakura was jerked back to the present by the odd look on Tomoyo's face. Tomoyo blushed a bit, looking over at her roommate with new eyes. "So you don't have a problem with..." she trailed off a bit uncomfortably.
"Nah." Sakura answered with a smile. She looked thoughtfully at the slightly shorter, good looking girl who was sitting beside her, "You know, you are the type she usually likes. Would you like me to introduce you to her?"
Tomoyo blushed brightly. "Ah, thanks but no thanks, she's not my type."
"That's O.K.," Sakura said cheerfully, "she says that she's in love with somebody anyway. Won't tell me who, though." she finished with a frown.
Tomoyo looked over at Sakura worriedly. "I wonder why?" Tomoyo whispered. She changed the subject, "Which are the cards left?"
"The Dark and Light cards, the Mist, the Earth, and the Mirror cards are the only ones left. My research tells me that the Dark and Light are always together, so I count them as one. The others are going to be trouble, though." Sakura said seriously.
"Why is that?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura shrugged and laughed, "This job's never that simple. So now I have to wait until I hear about another card."
Just then a quiet voice said "Sakura?" from behind. They turned to find Juri walking towards them with a slight smile on her aristocratic face.
"I don't think we've been introduced, as I would never forget a beautiful girl like yourself" Juri said smoothly, her eyes lighting up as she smiled down at Tomoyo.
"Down, girl." Sakura said to her dryly. "This is my friend, Daidouji Tomoyo. Tomoyo, meet Arisugawa Juri."
Juri looked mildly startled by Tomoyo's name, but recovered quickly. "It's nice to meet you." she said, smiling charmingly. She turned to Sakura, saying "One of my fencers has a problem I think might be right up you're alley."
"What'd I tell you?" Sakura said to Tomoyo. Tomoyo sweatdropped, while Juri asked what was going on.
"You actually know Arisugawa Juri, the captain of the fencing team?" Tomoyo asked, her eyes practically bugging out.
The two young ladies were sitting down at a table grabbing a fast lunch at the cafeteria, and Juri had given them a respectful nod when she passed. The regal fencer was held both in awe and no little fear by the majority of teachers and students in Ohtori, so her gesture to Sakura was just a bit shocking to Tomoyo, to say the least.
"Yeah," Sakura answered her in an absent minded way, "she fell under the control of the Desire Card. It got her into a situation involving a girl with a bad reputation, Takatsuki Shiori, that I helped get her out of."
"Desire card?" Tomoyo echoed faintly.
Sakura nodded slightly as she looked off in the distance, remembering, "It was my first real Card capture here at Ohtori, and I heard about it in such a strange way....
Sakura had been in the middle of her math class, trying to follow the equations when she overheard the girl sitting next to her. She scowled fiercely and grumbled under her breath, "What is she doing with that girl?"
Sakura looked over at her thoughtfully. "What girl?" she asked quietly.
Nanami gave Sakura a disdainful look, but she couldn't resist passing on a bit of good gossip. "The fencing captain has taken up with a junior named Shiori," she said quietly. "Everyone says Juri's taken leave of her senses."
Sakura's face went remarkably pale even as she said almost to herself, "Almost as if something's controlling her?"
Nanami looked at her with a expression of surprise, then she nodded slowly. "You could be right," she whispered.
After classes, Sakura made her way down the hallways to the fencing hall. She could almost feel her skin prickling, and knew that one of the cards was nearby. She opened up the main doors and stepped inside, only to gasp in surprise.
Shiori was pressed up against the wall as Juri nibbled passionately at her neck. Her hands were moving feverishly against the front of Shiori's shirt, even as Shiori babbled huskily in pleasure. Sakura took it all in, and instantly jumped to the wrong conclusion.
"Juri, let her go!" she cried out. Juri just ignored her, but Shiori glared at her. Sakura pulled out the sword and began to chant:
"Oh Sword of Dios, Power of magic, power of Right! Surrender the Blade, the sword of Light! Release!"
Sakura ran forward and forcefully pulled Juri away from Shiori's fevered grasp. Her rose in place, Sakura pointed her blade at Juri, "Surrender the card! We don't have to do this."
Juri gazed at her blankly, her eyes clouded and deeply confused. Sakura felt the evil presence behind her just in time, ducking and rolling underneath the wild swing. Shiori smiled at Sakura, a wicked looking sword in hand as she looked at Sakura with eyes glazed with an unholy passion.
"Juri is mine," Shiori said in throaty tones, "you can't have her." She raised and pointed her sword at Sakura, "And now you're mine too."
Sakura cried out, even as she felt the power of the card slide over her. Shiori's form seemed to flicker, changing, and Sakura saw another girl, strangely familiar to her, with long dark hair, delicate features, and lively eyes. 'Is she what I most desire?' Sakura wondered. She shook her head, struggling against the power of the card. The image flickered then wavered. "You don't own me!" Sakura gasped, and Shiori wailed in pain as the spell was broken.
Juri, her mind set free as well in the backlash, was also looking at Shiori with shock, and just a bit of disgust. Shiori saw that look and cried in pain and rage, "How dare you!"
Shiori charged the deeply shaken Juri, holding her sword point first, only to be stopped by Sakura's swift blade. She deflected Shiori's sword upward, flicked her blade across Shiori's breast and Shiori's rose spun apart, the petals scattering to the ground.
"Desire Card!" Sakura cried out, as a glowing, female figure slid from Shiori's form. "Return to your power confined! Desire!" Sakura felt a hand gently caress her cheek, then the card dropped gracefully in her hand.
Shiori swayed, stumbled and finally fell to the ground. Curling into a ball, she sobbed out, "I love you, Juri. I'm so sorry." A visibly shaken Juri walked over to her, knelt down beside her and lightly patted her on the shoulder, a lost expression on her face.
Juri smiled up at Sakura sadly as the girl walked over to her, "We've been friends nearly forever, but I didn't know..."
Sakura knelt down beside them and softly said, "Let me help."
Sakura was jerked back to the present by the odd look on Tomoyo's face. Tomoyo blushed a bit, looking over at her roommate with new eyes. "So you don't have a problem with..." she trailed off a bit uncomfortably.
"Nah." Sakura answered with a smile. She looked thoughtfully at the slightly shorter, good looking girl who was sitting beside her, "You know, you are the type she usually likes. Would you like me to introduce you to her?"
Tomoyo blushed brightly. "Ah, thanks but no thanks, she's not my type."
"That's O.K.," Sakura said cheerfully, "she says that she's in love with somebody anyway. Won't tell me who, though." she finished with a frown.
Tomoyo looked over at Sakura worriedly. "I wonder why?" Tomoyo whispered. She changed the subject, "Which are the cards left?"
"The Dark and Light cards, the Mist, the Earth, and the Mirror cards are the only ones left. My research tells me that the Dark and Light are always together, so I count them as one. The others are going to be trouble, though." Sakura said seriously.
"Why is that?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura shrugged and laughed, "This job's never that simple. So now I have to wait until I hear about another card."
Just then a quiet voice said "Sakura?" from behind. They turned to find Juri walking towards them with a slight smile on her aristocratic face.
"I don't think we've been introduced, as I would never forget a beautiful girl like yourself" Juri said smoothly, her eyes lighting up as she smiled down at Tomoyo.
"Down, girl." Sakura said to her dryly. "This is my friend, Daidouji Tomoyo. Tomoyo, meet Arisugawa Juri."
Juri looked mildly startled by Tomoyo's name, but recovered quickly. "It's nice to meet you." she said, smiling charmingly. She turned to Sakura, saying "One of my fencers has a problem I think might be right up you're alley."
"What'd I tell you?" Sakura said to Tomoyo. Tomoyo sweatdropped, while Juri asked what was going on.