I'll Let You See the Stars
Tomoyo rushed through the dim hallways of the servant's level, messily holding her bunched skirt up to her knees as she ran. Reaching a familiar door, she stopped and tried the doorknob. Seeing that it was unlocked, she opened the door.
Eriol didn't open his eyes or look up from where he was sitting, seemingly murmuring a spell. He lowered the staff he was holding a bit. "Come in, Miss Tomoyo," he said in a barely audible voice, pausing his chant for a moment. Tomoyo stepped in the doorway and closed the door softly behind her. She stood for minutes staring down at Eriol until finally Eriol put down his staff and stood.
"I'm sorry, Tomoyo. Were you needing anything?"
"I came to make sure you were alright," Tomoyo said, but then she turned her gaze from his face to his staff. "But now I'm curious."
Eriol smiled and sat down on the edge of his cot, reducing his staff to a golden key as he did. "I was summoning help."
"Help?"
"Yes, from the two guardians of the seal." Eriol's eyes closed, knowingly. "Cerberus and Yue."
~ ~ ~
Sakura gazed wistfully at the boughs of the tree above that obscured her vision of the stars in the night sky. Automatically her hand reached up to finger the little pink key that always hung from her neck, but as it groped, she remembered it being ripped from her neck by the soldiers. There was nothing she could do, now, with nothing to harness her magic.
She gave a hopeless tug on her wrists which were tied behind her, to the sides of the tree. "I wish I could see the stars," whispered Sakura to the recently awoken Syaoran who was tied beside her. Syaoran was tired, but he couldn't fall asleep again just yet. He had collapsed earlier, and had woken up here feeling bruised and sore; apparently after he had been unconscious, the soldiers had still tried to get him to stand.
His head was foggy and his whole right shoulder and arm was stiff and throbbing and covered in dry blood. It took him a moment to realize Sakura's words, but when he did he looked over at her to see her still looking at the thick branches above as if she could will them to move apart. He looked over at the Soldiers who were keeping a close eye on them, one only a few yards away, but the other two from a distance.
"Hey," he said weakly to the nearest soldier. The soldier waited for him to continue. "Will you take her away from the tree for a moment, she can't see the stars from here, that's all she wants." An amused smile broke across the soldier's face.
"Ya hear that?" He called to the others, "She wants to see the stars!" He chuckled. "Well," he said directing his words now at Sakura, "I can't deprive a beautiful lady of a night like this, can I?" He looked up at the sky, "Yup, they sure are shinin' bright tonight! Well, a couple of well supervised minutes couldn't hurt. You'd be lucky I'm not one of them over there!" he jabbed his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the other soldiers, "I'm nice and sympathetic, too soft they tell me, but if it were anyone but me, you wouldn't get as much as beam of light from those stars! Here ya go now. . ." He began unfastening the knots from the rope and let her stand and stretch.
"What about him?" asked Sakura, looking over at Syaoran. The soldier chuckled again.
"Well, that sure no lady there! He gets what comes to him, now he should be happy with the boughs above his head. Chances are, he wouldn't have them if it started to rain. That's off the subject, so hurry and get your glimpse of the stars before the others come over and take away the fun."
Sakura wandered a few feet into an area clear of trees and sat down softly on the grass. She leaned back and sighed, gazing at the brightly shining stars up in the night sky. Syaoran watched her happily from his starless place, for once forgetting his discomfort, and was unaware of a smile creeping across his lips. Sakura sat for a few more minutes, twirling a blade of grass between her fingers with her soft face lifted to the twinkling heavens. When the soldier announced 'time up' and she turned around, she immediately noticed Syaoran's smile.
"You smiled," Sakura said with wonder, a small one breaking across her own face, "You've never smiled before!" Syaoran turned twenty shades of red and quickly turned his face away. It was true, he knew, in fact the last time he smiled was about two weeks ago when he gazed at her while she slept, before that, he couldn't remember. Somehow Sakura just had that affect on him, she always seemed to make him want to do things he had never done, she made him want to say things that he'd never thought to say, she made him want to laugh and cry at the same time. When he looked back up, she wasn't in the same spot, but being bound once again to the tree beside him.
"Thank you," Sakura said softly once the soldier had moved away again.
Syaoran blushed again, "W-why? For what?"
"For smiling," Sakura looked kindly into his eyes, "Smiling for me." Somehow, the look that Sakura gave him then made him want to say a million things, he wanted to throw his arms around her (unfortunately they were tied to a tree. . .), he wanted to do anything to make her happy. Overwhelmed by the strange feeling of helpless emotion, he stared blankly at her.
"Sakura," He hesitated a bit and looked down, but caught her gaze again with his confused brown eyes, "Just tell me when you want to see the stars, and I promise. . . I promise I'll let you see them, no matter where we are or what we're doing, I'll let you see the stars." Syaoran never after knew what came over him or made him say those words, but he knew that no matter what, he'd keep his promise. He knew that no matter what he'd never let Sakura down or let her get hurt again. Sakura also saw the promise in his eyes, his deep amber eyes that looked into her own, bearing confusion, due to what, she didn't know, but compassion more than anything. She had never seen him bear such a look of care, but she loved it, and she wished that he would never break their gaze.
~ ~ ~
When the morning came, Sakura and Syaoran were very bruised and sore. Sleeping against a tree in such a fashion was not very comfortable. They set out walking again very early and they both lasted until noon when they began to stumble again. Sakura was breathing hard and was struggling to keep up with the soldier pulling her along by a rope that bound her wrists in front of her. Her dress was dirty and tattered beyond reason and her shoulders and head drooped with exhaustion. Syaoran was in no better state, and had blood-soaked close also to account for.
Syaoran was dizzy with loss of blood, and his shoulder was still bleeding. He sighed and lifted his head a bit and glimpsed the road ahead. The road was dusty and laid with stones, and it led almost straight up into the mountains. He groaned as he saw how steep it became the closer it got to the mountains. Once it got about halfway up one of the mountains, it turned and led across the side of it, which was rocky and uneven, posing an even harder struggle for the weary captives.
Syaoran stumbled a bit as a particularly strong pang of dizziness with him and ended up on his knees. Syaoran felt the soldier come up behind him and grasp his shoulders firmly. "Get up!" Syaoran looked behind him at the soldier and glared.
"You're the ones who decided to shoot me with an arrow!" he said angrily. The soldier humphed and forced Syaoran to his feet with his hold on his shoulders.
"We didn't shoot you, we just hit you two while you were down. We had been keeping and eye on you for awhile, just waiting for something like that to happen, but we got an even easier catch than we imagined!" He ended the last sentence with a sneer. And gave Syaoran a push from behind.
Sakura looked sympathetically at Syaoran, the soldiers hadn't treated her nearly as cruelly as they were him, and he was in a much worse state, with a gaping, bleeding wound in his shoulder. She managed a sigh that seemed to ease her burning lungs for a moment and willed herself to keep walking though her legs screamed their protest. How could such a beautiful, and cheery morning onlook such a horrid time? She stumbled to her knees and was pulled on by the soldier leading her by a rope, much as they had done the day before. Even the song of her favorite bird couldn't ease the dreariness she felt, so she walked on in her daze of weariness.
The day dragged on, bringing them both to the point of collapsing once again. None of them had said a word in a very long while, for their lips were almost too parched to do so. Finally the soldiers sat down in a shady area near the side of the road and engaged in a boring conversation. Two still held firmly to Sakura and Syaoran's ropes so that they had no hope of escape. They were given a few sips of water each and were allowed to doze a bit, and they did much of the latter. The next four days went on in this way, early waking mornings, hot, unbearable afternoons, and evenings spent uncomfortably tied to trees.
Every night except for one where she fell immediately asleep, Sakura went out to look at the stars. Convincing the soldiers to let her do so was reasonably harder for Syaoran than the first time, but he held himself to his promise. "I'll let you see the stars," These were the words that echoed in Sakura's mind that kept her going during the day. Syaoran had said nothing else like that since, but she caught him sending affectionate glances in her direction every so often, and at those times he would look away, embarrassed.
Sakura found herself thinking not of him as the "Servant boy" any longer, but as the handsome young warrior that had saved her, as a friend. Her heart was warmed every time he called her Sakura, which was often now, and it made her so happy. All her life she had been called "Princess" or "Your Majesty", but never Sakura. Even her older brother called her "Kaiju" when he was around, which wasn't often.
Syaoran knew not what to think of the brown-haired emerald-eyed girl that stole his thoughts so often. To him, she wasn't a princess any longer, no, she was the beautiful young maiden that had stolen his heart, the brave girl that looked at him so tenderly, the person he would give his life for. She was, to him, worth both living and dying for. No matter what he said or thought, he couldn't evade that fact. He felt affection toward her that he had lost control of a few nights past. He didn't know why he had said those things, but so often, he wanted to say similar things again. He knew that he couldn't hold back much longer, and had already found himself calling her Sakura, and even smiling every so often.
"You two had better keep up, or you'll get a whipping for it when we get to the castle. Believe me, I won't forget it neither. No more of your complaining and stumbling, just get along at the same speed as us and you'll get a lot of a better time." The soldier was leading them to the area across the side of the mountain that was littered with boulders and ridges and hills and was in all a very difficult and rough landscape. Syaoran didn't know how he'd make it across, and Sakura was almost in despair.
The day went on, and despit the soldier's warning, they both continued to grow weary and slow down their steady pace. About a day after that, they had conquered that area and were now overlooking a wide stretch of plains that led to a large, dark castle in the distance away. Two days they were told it would take, but they dreaded these two. When finally they reached the castle, the soldier that seamed to lead the others called a password in a strange language up to the gate keepers. Once let in, they mad their way to the front entrance which was tall and menacing. Sakura got an eerie feeling when she looked at the place, and the roughness and darkness of it frightened her more than she could tell. Soon they were both led to the king of this strange country, as Syaoran said, Kaito Monasho.
Now, their trial with the king should have been a big event that would be written with great detail. But Sakura and Syaoran were laiden with weariness and could hardly tell what went on, for they were half-asleep themselves. Syaoran did note, however, that the aura, which he could hardly feel in his weakness, was dark and gray, the same he had felt a day long ago in the castle. The time spent there seemed to take an eternity and from the same account no time at all, but after they were being led through the hallways of the strangely familiar castle. Somehow, the hallways seemed familiar, and though this would seem impossible, they both felt it, but shrugged it off to make way for their other worries.
They were eventually shut in a dark, cold room after climbing an enormous flight of stairs. The room had no windows and was pitch black, though even if there were windows, it was the darkest time of night and it would have been as dark despite. Before the soldiers left with their torches, however, they chained both of their wrists and ankles tightly with cold, rusty chain that bit into their flesh like knives.
Sakura and Syaoran sat in individual corners of the 'room', if it could be called that, and left to their own thoughts. Neither of them had had food or drink all day, and were miserable. Syaoran felt hot with fever and he had completely lost use of his right arm and shoulder due to the neglection to the wound on his shoulder.
"Syaoran," said Sakura softly, in a cracked, weak voice. She lowered her head and stared at nothing, for that was all she could see. Her emerald eyes were dark and tired and gone was the fire and sparkle that had lighted them before. Her eyes burned, but no tears would come. "I want to see the stars," she whispered, and Syaoran heard. The darkness cloaked everything, so Sakura's blinded eyes and tortured heart did not see the silent tears rolling down Syaoran's face.
Author's Corner:
Oh, I noticed a pretty big error in my last chapter, I put "The soldier threw Syaoran's sheathed sword from its hilt," which makes no sense. How can you throw a sword from its hilt? If you don't know, the hilt is the thing on the end of a sword opposite the point that you hold. The handle type thingie. What I MEANT to say, was "The soldier through Syaoran's sword from its sheath," now that makes more sense, now, doesn't it? Phew!
Okay, if you are wondering about Yue and Cerberus, I seriously don't quite know where this is going. I have an idea about Sakura and Syaoran, in fact I have the basic structure of the next couple chapters already mapped out, but as far as Cerberus or Yue are concerned, I have absolutely no idea. Don't be surprised if it becomes a super lame concept, I don't know where they came from, but it seemed like a good lead, so I put it down without any thought to the future. Believe me, as far as they go, I'm just as confused as you are. Any ideas about that in particular are welcome and begged for.
Okay, I updated a little quicker than normal because at the time I put up the last one, I had already made about a fourth of this one, so the next one will take longer to put up. I thank you so much for the reviews for the last chapter, and I hope you continue reviewing! Like I said, the reviews are the only thing holding this story up. Unless you want an unfinished story, review! I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to sound like a threat, *sweatdrop* but I really need the reviews to keep writing!
Julia and Tania, Thanks! I seriously live for your reviews. Sorry for leaving off so abruptly, I hope I did okay with picking it up and bringing it along. Yes, an original story, I find, is MUCH harder than a FF, much harder than I first imagined. It is easier to experiment with, though, and leaves twists and imagination more open. I am encouraged by your review, now if THAT last chapter wasn't a bit boring, than I know that anything more exciting than that won't be. Arigatou!
Chibi Maylan, Thanks for the review! Sorry about Syaoran. . . but it needed to happen!
Thanks, Onigiri Momoko, Sorry about Syaoran too! But you know they had to get captured, otherwise nothing else in the story could happen. Thanks for reviewing!
Thanks, AnimeObsessionFantasy, I hope you were satisfied with the chapter!
Thanks to IwillMarryJustinTimberlake, I'm really glad you liked it.
Okay, to all, the S+S will probably increase from now on. Maybe, maybe not. It may be a good thing to some, but a nuisance to others. I'm a hopeless romantic, (though my stories might not reflect that as much as you might expect. . .) and I'll do my best to make the ending of this story sweet. If you're wondering, I'm expecting this story to end up being 12 to 16 chapters long by the time it's finished. To tell the truth, I have no idea what the ending will be. I'm a lover of happy endings, so you don't have to worry a whole lot about that, though sometimes I can be surprising. . . just know that I'm not promising anything, though at the time I haven't put any thought at all to the ending, let alone a sad one, which is pretty sad because the ending is the most important part of the story! Well, I've spent WAY too much time on my 'Author's Corner' this time, so just get rid of me and click that little button below that says REVIEW!
Tomoyo rushed through the dim hallways of the servant's level, messily holding her bunched skirt up to her knees as she ran. Reaching a familiar door, she stopped and tried the doorknob. Seeing that it was unlocked, she opened the door.
Eriol didn't open his eyes or look up from where he was sitting, seemingly murmuring a spell. He lowered the staff he was holding a bit. "Come in, Miss Tomoyo," he said in a barely audible voice, pausing his chant for a moment. Tomoyo stepped in the doorway and closed the door softly behind her. She stood for minutes staring down at Eriol until finally Eriol put down his staff and stood.
"I'm sorry, Tomoyo. Were you needing anything?"
"I came to make sure you were alright," Tomoyo said, but then she turned her gaze from his face to his staff. "But now I'm curious."
Eriol smiled and sat down on the edge of his cot, reducing his staff to a golden key as he did. "I was summoning help."
"Help?"
"Yes, from the two guardians of the seal." Eriol's eyes closed, knowingly. "Cerberus and Yue."
~ ~ ~
Sakura gazed wistfully at the boughs of the tree above that obscured her vision of the stars in the night sky. Automatically her hand reached up to finger the little pink key that always hung from her neck, but as it groped, she remembered it being ripped from her neck by the soldiers. There was nothing she could do, now, with nothing to harness her magic.
She gave a hopeless tug on her wrists which were tied behind her, to the sides of the tree. "I wish I could see the stars," whispered Sakura to the recently awoken Syaoran who was tied beside her. Syaoran was tired, but he couldn't fall asleep again just yet. He had collapsed earlier, and had woken up here feeling bruised and sore; apparently after he had been unconscious, the soldiers had still tried to get him to stand.
His head was foggy and his whole right shoulder and arm was stiff and throbbing and covered in dry blood. It took him a moment to realize Sakura's words, but when he did he looked over at her to see her still looking at the thick branches above as if she could will them to move apart. He looked over at the Soldiers who were keeping a close eye on them, one only a few yards away, but the other two from a distance.
"Hey," he said weakly to the nearest soldier. The soldier waited for him to continue. "Will you take her away from the tree for a moment, she can't see the stars from here, that's all she wants." An amused smile broke across the soldier's face.
"Ya hear that?" He called to the others, "She wants to see the stars!" He chuckled. "Well," he said directing his words now at Sakura, "I can't deprive a beautiful lady of a night like this, can I?" He looked up at the sky, "Yup, they sure are shinin' bright tonight! Well, a couple of well supervised minutes couldn't hurt. You'd be lucky I'm not one of them over there!" he jabbed his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of the other soldiers, "I'm nice and sympathetic, too soft they tell me, but if it were anyone but me, you wouldn't get as much as beam of light from those stars! Here ya go now. . ." He began unfastening the knots from the rope and let her stand and stretch.
"What about him?" asked Sakura, looking over at Syaoran. The soldier chuckled again.
"Well, that sure no lady there! He gets what comes to him, now he should be happy with the boughs above his head. Chances are, he wouldn't have them if it started to rain. That's off the subject, so hurry and get your glimpse of the stars before the others come over and take away the fun."
Sakura wandered a few feet into an area clear of trees and sat down softly on the grass. She leaned back and sighed, gazing at the brightly shining stars up in the night sky. Syaoran watched her happily from his starless place, for once forgetting his discomfort, and was unaware of a smile creeping across his lips. Sakura sat for a few more minutes, twirling a blade of grass between her fingers with her soft face lifted to the twinkling heavens. When the soldier announced 'time up' and she turned around, she immediately noticed Syaoran's smile.
"You smiled," Sakura said with wonder, a small one breaking across her own face, "You've never smiled before!" Syaoran turned twenty shades of red and quickly turned his face away. It was true, he knew, in fact the last time he smiled was about two weeks ago when he gazed at her while she slept, before that, he couldn't remember. Somehow Sakura just had that affect on him, she always seemed to make him want to do things he had never done, she made him want to say things that he'd never thought to say, she made him want to laugh and cry at the same time. When he looked back up, she wasn't in the same spot, but being bound once again to the tree beside him.
"Thank you," Sakura said softly once the soldier had moved away again.
Syaoran blushed again, "W-why? For what?"
"For smiling," Sakura looked kindly into his eyes, "Smiling for me." Somehow, the look that Sakura gave him then made him want to say a million things, he wanted to throw his arms around her (unfortunately they were tied to a tree. . .), he wanted to do anything to make her happy. Overwhelmed by the strange feeling of helpless emotion, he stared blankly at her.
"Sakura," He hesitated a bit and looked down, but caught her gaze again with his confused brown eyes, "Just tell me when you want to see the stars, and I promise. . . I promise I'll let you see them, no matter where we are or what we're doing, I'll let you see the stars." Syaoran never after knew what came over him or made him say those words, but he knew that no matter what, he'd keep his promise. He knew that no matter what he'd never let Sakura down or let her get hurt again. Sakura also saw the promise in his eyes, his deep amber eyes that looked into her own, bearing confusion, due to what, she didn't know, but compassion more than anything. She had never seen him bear such a look of care, but she loved it, and she wished that he would never break their gaze.
~ ~ ~
When the morning came, Sakura and Syaoran were very bruised and sore. Sleeping against a tree in such a fashion was not very comfortable. They set out walking again very early and they both lasted until noon when they began to stumble again. Sakura was breathing hard and was struggling to keep up with the soldier pulling her along by a rope that bound her wrists in front of her. Her dress was dirty and tattered beyond reason and her shoulders and head drooped with exhaustion. Syaoran was in no better state, and had blood-soaked close also to account for.
Syaoran was dizzy with loss of blood, and his shoulder was still bleeding. He sighed and lifted his head a bit and glimpsed the road ahead. The road was dusty and laid with stones, and it led almost straight up into the mountains. He groaned as he saw how steep it became the closer it got to the mountains. Once it got about halfway up one of the mountains, it turned and led across the side of it, which was rocky and uneven, posing an even harder struggle for the weary captives.
Syaoran stumbled a bit as a particularly strong pang of dizziness with him and ended up on his knees. Syaoran felt the soldier come up behind him and grasp his shoulders firmly. "Get up!" Syaoran looked behind him at the soldier and glared.
"You're the ones who decided to shoot me with an arrow!" he said angrily. The soldier humphed and forced Syaoran to his feet with his hold on his shoulders.
"We didn't shoot you, we just hit you two while you were down. We had been keeping and eye on you for awhile, just waiting for something like that to happen, but we got an even easier catch than we imagined!" He ended the last sentence with a sneer. And gave Syaoran a push from behind.
Sakura looked sympathetically at Syaoran, the soldiers hadn't treated her nearly as cruelly as they were him, and he was in a much worse state, with a gaping, bleeding wound in his shoulder. She managed a sigh that seemed to ease her burning lungs for a moment and willed herself to keep walking though her legs screamed their protest. How could such a beautiful, and cheery morning onlook such a horrid time? She stumbled to her knees and was pulled on by the soldier leading her by a rope, much as they had done the day before. Even the song of her favorite bird couldn't ease the dreariness she felt, so she walked on in her daze of weariness.
The day dragged on, bringing them both to the point of collapsing once again. None of them had said a word in a very long while, for their lips were almost too parched to do so. Finally the soldiers sat down in a shady area near the side of the road and engaged in a boring conversation. Two still held firmly to Sakura and Syaoran's ropes so that they had no hope of escape. They were given a few sips of water each and were allowed to doze a bit, and they did much of the latter. The next four days went on in this way, early waking mornings, hot, unbearable afternoons, and evenings spent uncomfortably tied to trees.
Every night except for one where she fell immediately asleep, Sakura went out to look at the stars. Convincing the soldiers to let her do so was reasonably harder for Syaoran than the first time, but he held himself to his promise. "I'll let you see the stars," These were the words that echoed in Sakura's mind that kept her going during the day. Syaoran had said nothing else like that since, but she caught him sending affectionate glances in her direction every so often, and at those times he would look away, embarrassed.
Sakura found herself thinking not of him as the "Servant boy" any longer, but as the handsome young warrior that had saved her, as a friend. Her heart was warmed every time he called her Sakura, which was often now, and it made her so happy. All her life she had been called "Princess" or "Your Majesty", but never Sakura. Even her older brother called her "Kaiju" when he was around, which wasn't often.
Syaoran knew not what to think of the brown-haired emerald-eyed girl that stole his thoughts so often. To him, she wasn't a princess any longer, no, she was the beautiful young maiden that had stolen his heart, the brave girl that looked at him so tenderly, the person he would give his life for. She was, to him, worth both living and dying for. No matter what he said or thought, he couldn't evade that fact. He felt affection toward her that he had lost control of a few nights past. He didn't know why he had said those things, but so often, he wanted to say similar things again. He knew that he couldn't hold back much longer, and had already found himself calling her Sakura, and even smiling every so often.
"You two had better keep up, or you'll get a whipping for it when we get to the castle. Believe me, I won't forget it neither. No more of your complaining and stumbling, just get along at the same speed as us and you'll get a lot of a better time." The soldier was leading them to the area across the side of the mountain that was littered with boulders and ridges and hills and was in all a very difficult and rough landscape. Syaoran didn't know how he'd make it across, and Sakura was almost in despair.
The day went on, and despit the soldier's warning, they both continued to grow weary and slow down their steady pace. About a day after that, they had conquered that area and were now overlooking a wide stretch of plains that led to a large, dark castle in the distance away. Two days they were told it would take, but they dreaded these two. When finally they reached the castle, the soldier that seamed to lead the others called a password in a strange language up to the gate keepers. Once let in, they mad their way to the front entrance which was tall and menacing. Sakura got an eerie feeling when she looked at the place, and the roughness and darkness of it frightened her more than she could tell. Soon they were both led to the king of this strange country, as Syaoran said, Kaito Monasho.
Now, their trial with the king should have been a big event that would be written with great detail. But Sakura and Syaoran were laiden with weariness and could hardly tell what went on, for they were half-asleep themselves. Syaoran did note, however, that the aura, which he could hardly feel in his weakness, was dark and gray, the same he had felt a day long ago in the castle. The time spent there seemed to take an eternity and from the same account no time at all, but after they were being led through the hallways of the strangely familiar castle. Somehow, the hallways seemed familiar, and though this would seem impossible, they both felt it, but shrugged it off to make way for their other worries.
They were eventually shut in a dark, cold room after climbing an enormous flight of stairs. The room had no windows and was pitch black, though even if there were windows, it was the darkest time of night and it would have been as dark despite. Before the soldiers left with their torches, however, they chained both of their wrists and ankles tightly with cold, rusty chain that bit into their flesh like knives.
Sakura and Syaoran sat in individual corners of the 'room', if it could be called that, and left to their own thoughts. Neither of them had had food or drink all day, and were miserable. Syaoran felt hot with fever and he had completely lost use of his right arm and shoulder due to the neglection to the wound on his shoulder.
"Syaoran," said Sakura softly, in a cracked, weak voice. She lowered her head and stared at nothing, for that was all she could see. Her emerald eyes were dark and tired and gone was the fire and sparkle that had lighted them before. Her eyes burned, but no tears would come. "I want to see the stars," she whispered, and Syaoran heard. The darkness cloaked everything, so Sakura's blinded eyes and tortured heart did not see the silent tears rolling down Syaoran's face.
Author's Corner:
Oh, I noticed a pretty big error in my last chapter, I put "The soldier threw Syaoran's sheathed sword from its hilt," which makes no sense. How can you throw a sword from its hilt? If you don't know, the hilt is the thing on the end of a sword opposite the point that you hold. The handle type thingie. What I MEANT to say, was "The soldier through Syaoran's sword from its sheath," now that makes more sense, now, doesn't it? Phew!
Okay, if you are wondering about Yue and Cerberus, I seriously don't quite know where this is going. I have an idea about Sakura and Syaoran, in fact I have the basic structure of the next couple chapters already mapped out, but as far as Cerberus or Yue are concerned, I have absolutely no idea. Don't be surprised if it becomes a super lame concept, I don't know where they came from, but it seemed like a good lead, so I put it down without any thought to the future. Believe me, as far as they go, I'm just as confused as you are. Any ideas about that in particular are welcome and begged for.
Okay, I updated a little quicker than normal because at the time I put up the last one, I had already made about a fourth of this one, so the next one will take longer to put up. I thank you so much for the reviews for the last chapter, and I hope you continue reviewing! Like I said, the reviews are the only thing holding this story up. Unless you want an unfinished story, review! I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to sound like a threat, *sweatdrop* but I really need the reviews to keep writing!
Julia and Tania, Thanks! I seriously live for your reviews. Sorry for leaving off so abruptly, I hope I did okay with picking it up and bringing it along. Yes, an original story, I find, is MUCH harder than a FF, much harder than I first imagined. It is easier to experiment with, though, and leaves twists and imagination more open. I am encouraged by your review, now if THAT last chapter wasn't a bit boring, than I know that anything more exciting than that won't be. Arigatou!
Chibi Maylan, Thanks for the review! Sorry about Syaoran. . . but it needed to happen!
Thanks, Onigiri Momoko, Sorry about Syaoran too! But you know they had to get captured, otherwise nothing else in the story could happen. Thanks for reviewing!
Thanks, AnimeObsessionFantasy, I hope you were satisfied with the chapter!
Thanks to IwillMarryJustinTimberlake, I'm really glad you liked it.
Okay, to all, the S+S will probably increase from now on. Maybe, maybe not. It may be a good thing to some, but a nuisance to others. I'm a hopeless romantic, (though my stories might not reflect that as much as you might expect. . .) and I'll do my best to make the ending of this story sweet. If you're wondering, I'm expecting this story to end up being 12 to 16 chapters long by the time it's finished. To tell the truth, I have no idea what the ending will be. I'm a lover of happy endings, so you don't have to worry a whole lot about that, though sometimes I can be surprising. . . just know that I'm not promising anything, though at the time I haven't put any thought at all to the ending, let alone a sad one, which is pretty sad because the ending is the most important part of the story! Well, I've spent WAY too much time on my 'Author's Corner' this time, so just get rid of me and click that little button below that says REVIEW!