=That Dream=
Chapter 11
I know, I know. Long wait... sorry, school is tiring, I've been lazy, and I've been sucked into the Harry Potter fandom. *shrugs* Go figure.
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Goodbye, Tomoeda, goodbye forever. Forever and ever and ever. I never want to come back again, too many bad memories. Goodbye, I don't love goodbyes, but they will suffice for now. I can't put up with the pain any longer, not any more. No, not anymore.
"Tokyo Air for Hong Kong, Flight 519, departing at 6:00 a.m. is now boarding."
'That's me,' I think to myself and stand up. I breathe in now, and I stare around once more. How this airport is so familiar. Oh well, nothing is gained by wishing.
Walking onto the plane, I remember yesterday, and my goodbyes. The secretary, Yayashi Fumi, actually teared up. That was a nice thought. Quite nice, actually. Very nice, really. I won't get that from anyone else. Only pain, I suppose. And annoyance, they'll be annoyed. Hiiragizawa has only informed me enough. I guess, I guess that was the last time I saw him was yesterday."
"Oh, excuse me, sir," a passing person said as they bumped into me.
"Hnn," I grunted at the person. Damn airports, they were too crowded.
"May I see your ticket and passport, please?" the man asked me. I handed him my ticket and passport, and he looked at my things and then looked back up. "First class, eh?" He then looked back at my passport. "Ah... I see now. You're a Li. Well, go right on ahead, sir. Here's your ticket, thank you for using Tokyo Air and have a nice flight."
"Yeah," I muttered as I grabbed my ticket and hurriedly walked to the plane.
"Alrighty then, window seat, window seat, 5A." I stopped before my seat and sat down. I didn't have but one carry-on bag, but I didn't have any bags other than that. Everything else was teleported to Hong Kong this morning before I left. Leaning back my seat, I closed my eyes and put on my headphones.
After a few moments, a woman tapped me on my shoulder.
"Excuse me, I don't mean to be a bother, but I believe you're in my seat."
I looked at her, glaring a bit. Then I pulled my seat back up, took out my ticket, and looked at it.
"I don't believe I am," I said tiredly. I showed her my ticket, and it said 5A on it. I then gave her a pointed look. She blushed a bit and looked at her ticket.
"Oh! I'm so sorry about that, I'm in the seat behind you."
"Hnn," I grunted again before I put my headphones back on. Oh, kami, what a depressing song. Exactly the one I wanted to hear, "Goodbye". Oi, I guess Hiiragizawa was right, sarcasm really isn't befitting.
"Li-san, we're about to take off. Could you remove your headphones until we're in the air?" the flight attendent asked me.
I shrugged my shoulders and grinned a bit. "Sure." The flight attendent smiled and then continued on down the aisle.
"Anything that you want, anything that you need, anything that you haven't gotten yet, that you want from me..." I was singing under my breath.
"Oh, that's so wonderful! Do you sing professionally?" a voice asked me. I groaned and my head dropped a few centimetres.
"No," I said bluntly. I hadn't realized that I started singing. Now, I'd have to watch myself.
"Well, that's too bad," the voice said again. I believe the woman is stalking me. There's too much conversation. Can't she see that I'm a horrible and vile person?
"No, not really," I grounded out again. Doesn't she realize that I *don't* feel like talking?
"But it is! You have a great voice, and I believe I know that song. Um...la-la-la On this roller coaster ride, it's going to collide, with those secrets that we hide, Goodbye..." she then finished off. I *really* wanted to bang my head into the seat infront of me, or with the phone on the back of the seat, or something! This woman couldn't see what so ever!
Then she apparently started to giggle. "I know, my singing is horrible. Not nearly as wonderful as yours. I'm surprised though, I wouldn't have realized that anyone would know an American band."
Small talk was stupid. It was idiotically, annoyingly stupid. There was no point to it.
"Oh look," I started. "It looks like it might snow. That means that I must get some sleep in, so if you don't mind?" I said, none too nicely. I really was annoyed. At least I finished it with the best small talk with talking about the weather.
"Oh, I don't mind at all. Well, the plane is taking off, and no one is sitting next to you. Do you mind if I sit there?"
"Yes."
I heard her hesitate and her breathing became a bit quick. Oh, bloody hell!
"I meant, yes, you can sit there," I mumbled, in hopes that she couldn't hear me.
"Why, thanks ever so much."
"Hnn."
Okay, only a couple of more hours. Only a couple of hours. I can then get back, talk to the Elders, see what punishment they might have for me, be tortured by my anechans, and then looked down upon by my okaasama.
"What's your name?" the woman asked me.
I kept my eyes closed. Perhaps if I don't answer her and keep them closed, perhaps she'll think I'm asleep.
"Oh," I heard her say softly.
I turned my head, and I grinned a bit. It worked. Like I said, I hated small talk. Well, there was so much to do. I'm surprised that Hiiragizawa didn't pester me more. I'm just so surprised. That bet, gosh. That's too bad I didn't get to tell Daidouji what I wanted about Hiiragizawa. No, it's *really* too bad I didn't get to humiliate him. The bakayaru...
"We will be landing shortly. Thank you for flying Tokyo Air," the voice interrupted me taking a shower... Voice? Why would a voice be in my shower? Oh! That's right. Plane. I'm on a plane.
Stretching, I give a yawn and turn my head slowly. Sleeping away was that woman from before. She was quite pretty. No where near as beautiful as Sakura, but I'd never be seeing Sakura again, so I suppose it didn't matter.
After a couple of moments of blinking stupidly, I could feel the plane decreasing in altitude and my ears were starting to pop.
"Home sweet home," I said bitterly as I sat in my chair impatiently. I was just ready to get back and start training, or leading, or something. Something to get myself off of this buzzing that was currently annoying the fiery hell out of me.
Finally, the plane made contact, and the woman next to me jerked up, blinking quickly. She then scratched her nose, and she looked around slowly, as if she didn't know her surroundings. Hmm... those actions were very familiar.
"First class, thank you for flying with us, you are now allowed to deboard the plane," the flight attendent said after a moment. I stood up quickly, and hurried out of my seat and out of the plane. Walking briskly to the entrance, I showed my passport, and then walked to the front of the airport. On my way, I was jostled by every person imaginable. It was aggravating.
Before I could hail a cab, I heard my name. "Syaoraaaaaannn!" I turned around, and I was tackled/hugged by Meilin. I caught myself and Meiling as well as I stumbled back a bit.
"Syaoran, how are you? Was your flight okay?" she started asking me before I could even tell her hello.
"Hello, Meiling, I'm as good as can be expected, and the flight was tedious. On to more important matters, how are you, Meiling?"
She grinned at me as she gave me another hug and then hopped down. She tapped her foot and looked into the air. Her eyes were on me, though.
"Oh, Syaoran, I'm wonderful. Better than ever."
"What happened, Meiling?" I asked her, a smile threatening to break out on my face.
"Nothing, Syaoran, nothing at all. Anyhow, come on, I'm here to bring you back to the Elders, as well as your lovable anechans."
I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Thanks for reminding me."
"Your welcome, Syaoran."
I followed Meiling, she winded through the crowd expertly, going quickly to the car that was waiting for us. She opened the back and got in, and I followed suit.
Before we started to pull out, I saw that woman who sat by me on the plane, looking lost. I gave her one final look, and then turned back to Meiling.
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Song is "Goodbye" by Oleander.
Chapter 11
I know, I know. Long wait... sorry, school is tiring, I've been lazy, and I've been sucked into the Harry Potter fandom. *shrugs* Go figure.
~*~*~
Goodbye, Tomoeda, goodbye forever. Forever and ever and ever. I never want to come back again, too many bad memories. Goodbye, I don't love goodbyes, but they will suffice for now. I can't put up with the pain any longer, not any more. No, not anymore.
"Tokyo Air for Hong Kong, Flight 519, departing at 6:00 a.m. is now boarding."
'That's me,' I think to myself and stand up. I breathe in now, and I stare around once more. How this airport is so familiar. Oh well, nothing is gained by wishing.
Walking onto the plane, I remember yesterday, and my goodbyes. The secretary, Yayashi Fumi, actually teared up. That was a nice thought. Quite nice, actually. Very nice, really. I won't get that from anyone else. Only pain, I suppose. And annoyance, they'll be annoyed. Hiiragizawa has only informed me enough. I guess, I guess that was the last time I saw him was yesterday."
"Oh, excuse me, sir," a passing person said as they bumped into me.
"Hnn," I grunted at the person. Damn airports, they were too crowded.
"May I see your ticket and passport, please?" the man asked me. I handed him my ticket and passport, and he looked at my things and then looked back up. "First class, eh?" He then looked back at my passport. "Ah... I see now. You're a Li. Well, go right on ahead, sir. Here's your ticket, thank you for using Tokyo Air and have a nice flight."
"Yeah," I muttered as I grabbed my ticket and hurriedly walked to the plane.
"Alrighty then, window seat, window seat, 5A." I stopped before my seat and sat down. I didn't have but one carry-on bag, but I didn't have any bags other than that. Everything else was teleported to Hong Kong this morning before I left. Leaning back my seat, I closed my eyes and put on my headphones.
After a few moments, a woman tapped me on my shoulder.
"Excuse me, I don't mean to be a bother, but I believe you're in my seat."
I looked at her, glaring a bit. Then I pulled my seat back up, took out my ticket, and looked at it.
"I don't believe I am," I said tiredly. I showed her my ticket, and it said 5A on it. I then gave her a pointed look. She blushed a bit and looked at her ticket.
"Oh! I'm so sorry about that, I'm in the seat behind you."
"Hnn," I grunted again before I put my headphones back on. Oh, kami, what a depressing song. Exactly the one I wanted to hear, "Goodbye". Oi, I guess Hiiragizawa was right, sarcasm really isn't befitting.
"Li-san, we're about to take off. Could you remove your headphones until we're in the air?" the flight attendent asked me.
I shrugged my shoulders and grinned a bit. "Sure." The flight attendent smiled and then continued on down the aisle.
"Anything that you want, anything that you need, anything that you haven't gotten yet, that you want from me..." I was singing under my breath.
"Oh, that's so wonderful! Do you sing professionally?" a voice asked me. I groaned and my head dropped a few centimetres.
"No," I said bluntly. I hadn't realized that I started singing. Now, I'd have to watch myself.
"Well, that's too bad," the voice said again. I believe the woman is stalking me. There's too much conversation. Can't she see that I'm a horrible and vile person?
"No, not really," I grounded out again. Doesn't she realize that I *don't* feel like talking?
"But it is! You have a great voice, and I believe I know that song. Um...la-la-la On this roller coaster ride, it's going to collide, with those secrets that we hide, Goodbye..." she then finished off. I *really* wanted to bang my head into the seat infront of me, or with the phone on the back of the seat, or something! This woman couldn't see what so ever!
Then she apparently started to giggle. "I know, my singing is horrible. Not nearly as wonderful as yours. I'm surprised though, I wouldn't have realized that anyone would know an American band."
Small talk was stupid. It was idiotically, annoyingly stupid. There was no point to it.
"Oh look," I started. "It looks like it might snow. That means that I must get some sleep in, so if you don't mind?" I said, none too nicely. I really was annoyed. At least I finished it with the best small talk with talking about the weather.
"Oh, I don't mind at all. Well, the plane is taking off, and no one is sitting next to you. Do you mind if I sit there?"
"Yes."
I heard her hesitate and her breathing became a bit quick. Oh, bloody hell!
"I meant, yes, you can sit there," I mumbled, in hopes that she couldn't hear me.
"Why, thanks ever so much."
"Hnn."
Okay, only a couple of more hours. Only a couple of hours. I can then get back, talk to the Elders, see what punishment they might have for me, be tortured by my anechans, and then looked down upon by my okaasama.
"What's your name?" the woman asked me.
I kept my eyes closed. Perhaps if I don't answer her and keep them closed, perhaps she'll think I'm asleep.
"Oh," I heard her say softly.
I turned my head, and I grinned a bit. It worked. Like I said, I hated small talk. Well, there was so much to do. I'm surprised that Hiiragizawa didn't pester me more. I'm just so surprised. That bet, gosh. That's too bad I didn't get to tell Daidouji what I wanted about Hiiragizawa. No, it's *really* too bad I didn't get to humiliate him. The bakayaru...
"We will be landing shortly. Thank you for flying Tokyo Air," the voice interrupted me taking a shower... Voice? Why would a voice be in my shower? Oh! That's right. Plane. I'm on a plane.
Stretching, I give a yawn and turn my head slowly. Sleeping away was that woman from before. She was quite pretty. No where near as beautiful as Sakura, but I'd never be seeing Sakura again, so I suppose it didn't matter.
After a couple of moments of blinking stupidly, I could feel the plane decreasing in altitude and my ears were starting to pop.
"Home sweet home," I said bitterly as I sat in my chair impatiently. I was just ready to get back and start training, or leading, or something. Something to get myself off of this buzzing that was currently annoying the fiery hell out of me.
Finally, the plane made contact, and the woman next to me jerked up, blinking quickly. She then scratched her nose, and she looked around slowly, as if she didn't know her surroundings. Hmm... those actions were very familiar.
"First class, thank you for flying with us, you are now allowed to deboard the plane," the flight attendent said after a moment. I stood up quickly, and hurried out of my seat and out of the plane. Walking briskly to the entrance, I showed my passport, and then walked to the front of the airport. On my way, I was jostled by every person imaginable. It was aggravating.
Before I could hail a cab, I heard my name. "Syaoraaaaaannn!" I turned around, and I was tackled/hugged by Meilin. I caught myself and Meiling as well as I stumbled back a bit.
"Syaoran, how are you? Was your flight okay?" she started asking me before I could even tell her hello.
"Hello, Meiling, I'm as good as can be expected, and the flight was tedious. On to more important matters, how are you, Meiling?"
She grinned at me as she gave me another hug and then hopped down. She tapped her foot and looked into the air. Her eyes were on me, though.
"Oh, Syaoran, I'm wonderful. Better than ever."
"What happened, Meiling?" I asked her, a smile threatening to break out on my face.
"Nothing, Syaoran, nothing at all. Anyhow, come on, I'm here to bring you back to the Elders, as well as your lovable anechans."
I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Thanks for reminding me."
"Your welcome, Syaoran."
I followed Meiling, she winded through the crowd expertly, going quickly to the car that was waiting for us. She opened the back and got in, and I followed suit.
Before we started to pull out, I saw that woman who sat by me on the plane, looking lost. I gave her one final look, and then turned back to Meiling.
~*~*~
Song is "Goodbye" by Oleander.