Disclaimer: Here it is! The almighty disclaimer that separates me from the
anime world! =X Kae people, I do not own any of the characters from CCS,
kapeesh? Good.
Author(ess)'s notes: I'm back! I'm alive! I've finally gotten around to completing the second chapter of Blind Faith! Sorry to have kept you all waiting. Thanks for the reviews! It was most appreciated and I can't express in words how overjoyed I was. =D To B-chan and Syaorons angel: Thank you for commending my work, though I must say it still needs improvement. I'd gladly e-mail you each time I upload a new installment to the story (don't worry, I'll remember to add the link as well.) To Angel of Silence: Arigato gozaimasu! I'm really grateful for the constructive criticism (CC) you offered. I'm valiantly trying really hard to improve on the story, and perhaps slow down the storyline somewhat. Any ideas? Hope to hear from you. =) I guess that's all for now. I figured I better let you get on to the story before eggs and the like start getting thrown at me. Hehe. Ready? Okay! Here we GO!
Blind Faith
-Chapter Two-
"Hoeee!!! Eriol-kun! What are you doing back in Tomoeda? Is something wrong? Is it about the Sakura cards? How is Nakuru-san and Spinel-san? Where are they? How long are you staying? Where's Mizuki-sensei?" Sakura was practically jumping with excitement as she leant over the Eriol's desk, bombarding him with questions. Syaoran merely slouched in his chair, crossed his arms and proceeded to stare down Hiiragizawa Eriol, whose steady unwavering gaze was directed right back at him.
"I'm here to visit. Nothing's wrong. This has entirely nothing to do with the Sakura cards. Nakuru and Spinel are perfectly fine. They are also back in Tomoeda. I'm not sure how long I'm staying. Kaho is still teaching in England." He provided helpfully, in the same order of the questions asked by Sakura. "Something you want to say, my cute little descendant?" He added cheerfully of the Chinese boy who was muttering a string of curses under his breath.
Syaoran fumed. He saw red. He lunged forward. He missed. Eriol leant back in his chair, laughing heartily at the spectacle Syaoran made. Eyes twinkling in merriment, he tried to keep a straight face as Sakura tried valiantly to restrain the "wild animal".
"By the way, where is Daidouji-san? I didn't see her when I entered the class, nor do I see her now. If my memory doesn't fail me, nor do I think it does, you two are well-known to be quite inseparable. Is Daidouji-san ill?" He enquired of the two. To his surprise, Syaoran ceased his antics and frowned at him, as if daring him to repeat his question. Sakura's eyes clouded over and she averted her gaze to look out the window.
"Eriol-kun," she began, "There was an accident and.."
Hours later, Eriol breezed through the door of the large, gloomy mansion he called home. Shrugging out of his coat and removing his scarf, he strode down the front hall and into the living room. Just as he was about to seat himself on the massive velvet red high chair, he heard a crash coming from the kitchen. Revising his earlier decision of getting some semblance of quiet peace, he sighed and sat down. Tapping his fingers against the armrest, he began counting.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0." At that moment, the great mahogany doors of the living room burst open, a flour-coated Spinel flying with in an equally flour-covered Nakuru in tow, a large bowl of cookie dough in her hands.
"Suppi-chan!!! C'mere!!! Stop running away from meee!!!" Nakuru exclaimed in exasperation, her twirling skirts a flashing bright red. 'Suppi-chan' merely ducked behind the high chair, eyes wide with fear. Pouting, she thrust the bowl into Eriol's lap and placed her hands on her hips.
"Eriol-saaammmaaa, ask Suppi to play with meee!!! He's been hiding from me since I told him I was going to make cookies! It's not my fault I like them sweet with lotsa chocolate chips!!! It's only one piece he has to eat anyywwaayyyy!" she whined.
Eriol shook his head. He had created Ruby Moon to be genderless, yet here stood the latter, donning a white turtleneck, a bright red long skirt and ankle-high boots, complete with long honey-coloured hair with braids intertwined in it. He might as well have created his guardian to be a girl, with all her 'crushes' on "Tooouuuyyya-kuunn" and the other boys at school.
"Nakuru-san, we've barely been back for two days, and you're already creating havoc in the house. Imagine what would happen if I had left you alone for a week. No wait, don't even answer that. I'm beginning to think that you're the sole cause of the migraines I suffer from." He made a show of rubbing his temples as if to prove his point. Nakuru merely dismissed the comment with a wave of her hand and a toss of her head, and following which, rather ungracefully plopped down on the matching red sofa, grinning maniacally at Spinel, who seemed to be cowering under her gaze from his spot in Eriol's lap.
After a moment of silence, Eriol spoke up. "Nakuru, Spinel, I'm thinking of paying a visit to Daidouji-san. I've heard from Sakura-chan and Li-kun that she's been hospitalised." The name "Daidouji-san" seemed to have sparked off the insane streak in Nakuru as she literally flew out of her seat and grabbed Eriol by not just one, but both his arms, shaking him.
"Really?! We can visit Tomoyo-chan? When? When? When? When?"
"It seems we can only do so after you let me fix my broken bones Nakuru."
"Oh." With that, she relinquished her hold. Spinel was about to smirk at her but immediately changed his mind when a withering blast from her eyes came his way.
Tomoyo sat on the edge of her bed, back rigid and entirely too straight. Snippets of the conversation earlier rang through her mind.
"We're not entirely sure."
"We're so sorry Daidouji-san"
"However chances are high."
"We have to see what happens when they come off."
"We're so sorry."
"So sorry. "
"So sorry. "
"So sorry. "
Her fingers fisted in the thin material of her hospital gown for a few moments before she let go, wincing in pain from the forgotten burns on her hands.
"Drat these bandages. I wish someone would take them off!" She cried out in frustration, fingers itching to tear the offending "thing" off her head, her eyes, and her hands. Tomoyo was on the verge of tears. She longed to get out of the confining walls of the hospital, to be able to pick up a pencil and sketch a design, to see colours in all their vibrant glory.
'Don't worry Daidouji,' she comforted herself. 'You've been through worse when you helped Sakura-chan with the Clow Cards. This can't be any different. Remember that Sakura-chan will always be here for you. Always.'
A noise down the hallway outside her ward alerted her, and upon instinct, she leaned forward to hear what it was. Before she could do anything more, the door was flung open and she heard, rather than saw someone bounding over to her bedside. Tomoyo was soon enveloped into a bear hug by an anonymous person, one who was literally choking her.
"Tomoyo-chan!" an excited voice squealed into her ear. "We missed you so much!"
Frowning, she struggled to identify the mysterious lady and her companions. Just as she was about to enquire of their identity, a deep gentle voice spoke in her ear.
"Daidouji-san, don't tell me that you've forgotten us already. It hasn't been all that long since we last saw each other you know."
At that moment, realisation dawned, and she half-whispered to herself.
"Hiiragizawa-kun?"
-End of Chapter Two-
Completed: Wednessday, 14th May 2003
*notes: I'm sorry this chapter is rather short. =X Exams have commenced, and I'm finding it hard to come online for more than half an hour at a time. However, don't worry, for whatever I can't do at my computer, there's still the "traditional" pen and paper! Don't you just love 'em? Yup. In any case, please R&R. Constructive criticism (CC) is gladly welcome. Let me emphasize on "GLADLY". If you have any ideas as to how to continue, please feel free to e-mail me your thoughts. Yup.
Author(ess)'s notes: I'm back! I'm alive! I've finally gotten around to completing the second chapter of Blind Faith! Sorry to have kept you all waiting. Thanks for the reviews! It was most appreciated and I can't express in words how overjoyed I was. =D To B-chan and Syaorons angel: Thank you for commending my work, though I must say it still needs improvement. I'd gladly e-mail you each time I upload a new installment to the story (don't worry, I'll remember to add the link as well.) To Angel of Silence: Arigato gozaimasu! I'm really grateful for the constructive criticism (CC) you offered. I'm valiantly trying really hard to improve on the story, and perhaps slow down the storyline somewhat. Any ideas? Hope to hear from you. =) I guess that's all for now. I figured I better let you get on to the story before eggs and the like start getting thrown at me. Hehe. Ready? Okay! Here we GO!
Blind Faith
-Chapter Two-
"Hoeee!!! Eriol-kun! What are you doing back in Tomoeda? Is something wrong? Is it about the Sakura cards? How is Nakuru-san and Spinel-san? Where are they? How long are you staying? Where's Mizuki-sensei?" Sakura was practically jumping with excitement as she leant over the Eriol's desk, bombarding him with questions. Syaoran merely slouched in his chair, crossed his arms and proceeded to stare down Hiiragizawa Eriol, whose steady unwavering gaze was directed right back at him.
"I'm here to visit. Nothing's wrong. This has entirely nothing to do with the Sakura cards. Nakuru and Spinel are perfectly fine. They are also back in Tomoeda. I'm not sure how long I'm staying. Kaho is still teaching in England." He provided helpfully, in the same order of the questions asked by Sakura. "Something you want to say, my cute little descendant?" He added cheerfully of the Chinese boy who was muttering a string of curses under his breath.
Syaoran fumed. He saw red. He lunged forward. He missed. Eriol leant back in his chair, laughing heartily at the spectacle Syaoran made. Eyes twinkling in merriment, he tried to keep a straight face as Sakura tried valiantly to restrain the "wild animal".
"By the way, where is Daidouji-san? I didn't see her when I entered the class, nor do I see her now. If my memory doesn't fail me, nor do I think it does, you two are well-known to be quite inseparable. Is Daidouji-san ill?" He enquired of the two. To his surprise, Syaoran ceased his antics and frowned at him, as if daring him to repeat his question. Sakura's eyes clouded over and she averted her gaze to look out the window.
"Eriol-kun," she began, "There was an accident and.."
Hours later, Eriol breezed through the door of the large, gloomy mansion he called home. Shrugging out of his coat and removing his scarf, he strode down the front hall and into the living room. Just as he was about to seat himself on the massive velvet red high chair, he heard a crash coming from the kitchen. Revising his earlier decision of getting some semblance of quiet peace, he sighed and sat down. Tapping his fingers against the armrest, he began counting.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0." At that moment, the great mahogany doors of the living room burst open, a flour-coated Spinel flying with in an equally flour-covered Nakuru in tow, a large bowl of cookie dough in her hands.
"Suppi-chan!!! C'mere!!! Stop running away from meee!!!" Nakuru exclaimed in exasperation, her twirling skirts a flashing bright red. 'Suppi-chan' merely ducked behind the high chair, eyes wide with fear. Pouting, she thrust the bowl into Eriol's lap and placed her hands on her hips.
"Eriol-saaammmaaa, ask Suppi to play with meee!!! He's been hiding from me since I told him I was going to make cookies! It's not my fault I like them sweet with lotsa chocolate chips!!! It's only one piece he has to eat anyywwaayyyy!" she whined.
Eriol shook his head. He had created Ruby Moon to be genderless, yet here stood the latter, donning a white turtleneck, a bright red long skirt and ankle-high boots, complete with long honey-coloured hair with braids intertwined in it. He might as well have created his guardian to be a girl, with all her 'crushes' on "Tooouuuyyya-kuunn" and the other boys at school.
"Nakuru-san, we've barely been back for two days, and you're already creating havoc in the house. Imagine what would happen if I had left you alone for a week. No wait, don't even answer that. I'm beginning to think that you're the sole cause of the migraines I suffer from." He made a show of rubbing his temples as if to prove his point. Nakuru merely dismissed the comment with a wave of her hand and a toss of her head, and following which, rather ungracefully plopped down on the matching red sofa, grinning maniacally at Spinel, who seemed to be cowering under her gaze from his spot in Eriol's lap.
After a moment of silence, Eriol spoke up. "Nakuru, Spinel, I'm thinking of paying a visit to Daidouji-san. I've heard from Sakura-chan and Li-kun that she's been hospitalised." The name "Daidouji-san" seemed to have sparked off the insane streak in Nakuru as she literally flew out of her seat and grabbed Eriol by not just one, but both his arms, shaking him.
"Really?! We can visit Tomoyo-chan? When? When? When? When?"
"It seems we can only do so after you let me fix my broken bones Nakuru."
"Oh." With that, she relinquished her hold. Spinel was about to smirk at her but immediately changed his mind when a withering blast from her eyes came his way.
Tomoyo sat on the edge of her bed, back rigid and entirely too straight. Snippets of the conversation earlier rang through her mind.
"We're not entirely sure."
"We're so sorry Daidouji-san"
"However chances are high."
"We have to see what happens when they come off."
"We're so sorry."
"So sorry. "
"So sorry. "
"So sorry. "
Her fingers fisted in the thin material of her hospital gown for a few moments before she let go, wincing in pain from the forgotten burns on her hands.
"Drat these bandages. I wish someone would take them off!" She cried out in frustration, fingers itching to tear the offending "thing" off her head, her eyes, and her hands. Tomoyo was on the verge of tears. She longed to get out of the confining walls of the hospital, to be able to pick up a pencil and sketch a design, to see colours in all their vibrant glory.
'Don't worry Daidouji,' she comforted herself. 'You've been through worse when you helped Sakura-chan with the Clow Cards. This can't be any different. Remember that Sakura-chan will always be here for you. Always.'
A noise down the hallway outside her ward alerted her, and upon instinct, she leaned forward to hear what it was. Before she could do anything more, the door was flung open and she heard, rather than saw someone bounding over to her bedside. Tomoyo was soon enveloped into a bear hug by an anonymous person, one who was literally choking her.
"Tomoyo-chan!" an excited voice squealed into her ear. "We missed you so much!"
Frowning, she struggled to identify the mysterious lady and her companions. Just as she was about to enquire of their identity, a deep gentle voice spoke in her ear.
"Daidouji-san, don't tell me that you've forgotten us already. It hasn't been all that long since we last saw each other you know."
At that moment, realisation dawned, and she half-whispered to herself.
"Hiiragizawa-kun?"
-End of Chapter Two-
Completed: Wednessday, 14th May 2003
*notes: I'm sorry this chapter is rather short. =X Exams have commenced, and I'm finding it hard to come online for more than half an hour at a time. However, don't worry, for whatever I can't do at my computer, there's still the "traditional" pen and paper! Don't you just love 'em? Yup. In any case, please R&R. Constructive criticism (CC) is gladly welcome. Let me emphasize on "GLADLY". If you have any ideas as to how to continue, please feel free to e-mail me your thoughts. Yup.