Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura. CLAMP does.
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Flowers of China Chapter 2 Life with Syaoran
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"Live with me, and you shall know me."
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Sakura returned from the hospital, completely recovered, two weeks later. However this time she entered the house, she felt afraid, versus the happy, innocent feeling she had felt before.
When Sakura noticed Syaoran she flinched. Hoping he would not order more cruel orders of pain and suffering upon her.
Sakura was surprised when Syaoran walked up to her bowed his head and said: "I'm sorry. Gomen nasai. I really am I." he began, but was interrupted by Sakura hugging him. Syaoran had never been hugged in his life before, and he rather liked it. He returned Sakura's embrace. Afterwards Syaoran could never remember if he had stood there for five minutes, or five hours, but it didn't matter, Syaoran was beginning to find his heart through Sakura. He was becoming a better person by the second.
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"Let's play a different game." Sakura said cheerfully, almost as if the incident with "The Cupboard" had never arrived.
"A different game?" asked Syaoran inquisitively. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I just don't want to play "The Cupboard" again." She said, pain evident in her voice.
"Oh no. Never again." Syaoran said. It hurt him to see her suffer because of his cruelty. 'But I'm not like that anymore.' Syaoran thought to himself. 'No, I must be better than that, or am I?' He pushed the depressing thoughts out of his head. He had never truly wanted to cause her real pain. But after age three, life had only been a game to him. He had exploited and manipulated the weak points of so many of those powerless to fight back. He hadn't counted on Sakura fighting back. Not fighting with vengeance or added cruelty, but with her innocence and her pain he hurt Syaoran worse than any amount of revenge would have done.
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{Syaoran Flashback Mode}
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Syaoran was a young, loving baby, at the age of one. Anyone witnessing his displays of happiness, love and innocence would have found it next to impossible to identify him with the demon he had become.
At the age of three, Syaoran's father, Li Kian Fuie [KN: I am making this up. We do not see and/or hear of Syaoran's father through out the series, so he's gonna be called Kian Fuie for this ficcy! died of severe leukemia. The pain had been unimaginable, for Syaoran and his father had been undeniably close. Syaoran wished he would simply die, if only to end the hurting. When he asked his mother, Yelan, why his father had to die, she responded only with:
"Ours is a high and lonely destiny." [KN: I stole that little quote there from The Chronicles of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew by: C.S. Lewis. Just so ya know. I don't own Narnia or any of that. DON'T SUE ME!] She said with deep wisdom in her voice. "Time will numb the pain child, if you don't let it swallow you whole."
Looking back at things, he HAD let the pain swallow him whole, in some ways anyway. Hatred had taken the place of Love. Cruelty had taken the place of Kindness. And the pain had not been numbed, after all these years. Until Sakura had come.
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"So, have you decided to keep the girl, Syaoran?" Yelan asked her son casually, but secretly he wished that he would say yes. Ever since the girl had come (Perhaps excluding the incident with "The Cupboard") Syaoran had been changing for the better.
"Her name is Sakura. Sakura. And she is not something to be owned. She is a person. I wish her to stay. If you take her away, I'll hate you. I don't want my destiny to be high and lonely anymore."
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End of Chapter.
Sorry it's so SHORT! But I didn't have much time to write it. Hopefully the next one will be longer. Don't expect it too soon either. I'm writing chapters 5 and 6 of Words Left Unsaid. Laters! Bye!
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Flowers of China Chapter 2 Life with Syaoran
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"Live with me, and you shall know me."
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Sakura returned from the hospital, completely recovered, two weeks later. However this time she entered the house, she felt afraid, versus the happy, innocent feeling she had felt before.
When Sakura noticed Syaoran she flinched. Hoping he would not order more cruel orders of pain and suffering upon her.
Sakura was surprised when Syaoran walked up to her bowed his head and said: "I'm sorry. Gomen nasai. I really am I." he began, but was interrupted by Sakura hugging him. Syaoran had never been hugged in his life before, and he rather liked it. He returned Sakura's embrace. Afterwards Syaoran could never remember if he had stood there for five minutes, or five hours, but it didn't matter, Syaoran was beginning to find his heart through Sakura. He was becoming a better person by the second.
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"Let's play a different game." Sakura said cheerfully, almost as if the incident with "The Cupboard" had never arrived.
"A different game?" asked Syaoran inquisitively. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I just don't want to play "The Cupboard" again." She said, pain evident in her voice.
"Oh no. Never again." Syaoran said. It hurt him to see her suffer because of his cruelty. 'But I'm not like that anymore.' Syaoran thought to himself. 'No, I must be better than that, or am I?' He pushed the depressing thoughts out of his head. He had never truly wanted to cause her real pain. But after age three, life had only been a game to him. He had exploited and manipulated the weak points of so many of those powerless to fight back. He hadn't counted on Sakura fighting back. Not fighting with vengeance or added cruelty, but with her innocence and her pain he hurt Syaoran worse than any amount of revenge would have done.
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{Syaoran Flashback Mode}
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Syaoran was a young, loving baby, at the age of one. Anyone witnessing his displays of happiness, love and innocence would have found it next to impossible to identify him with the demon he had become.
At the age of three, Syaoran's father, Li Kian Fuie [KN: I am making this up. We do not see and/or hear of Syaoran's father through out the series, so he's gonna be called Kian Fuie for this ficcy! died of severe leukemia. The pain had been unimaginable, for Syaoran and his father had been undeniably close. Syaoran wished he would simply die, if only to end the hurting. When he asked his mother, Yelan, why his father had to die, she responded only with:
"Ours is a high and lonely destiny." [KN: I stole that little quote there from The Chronicles of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew by: C.S. Lewis. Just so ya know. I don't own Narnia or any of that. DON'T SUE ME!] She said with deep wisdom in her voice. "Time will numb the pain child, if you don't let it swallow you whole."
Looking back at things, he HAD let the pain swallow him whole, in some ways anyway. Hatred had taken the place of Love. Cruelty had taken the place of Kindness. And the pain had not been numbed, after all these years. Until Sakura had come.
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"So, have you decided to keep the girl, Syaoran?" Yelan asked her son casually, but secretly he wished that he would say yes. Ever since the girl had come (Perhaps excluding the incident with "The Cupboard") Syaoran had been changing for the better.
"Her name is Sakura. Sakura. And she is not something to be owned. She is a person. I wish her to stay. If you take her away, I'll hate you. I don't want my destiny to be high and lonely anymore."
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End of Chapter.
Sorry it's so SHORT! But I didn't have much time to write it. Hopefully the next one will be longer. Don't expect it too soon either. I'm writing chapters 5 and 6 of Words Left Unsaid. Laters! Bye!