Title: Dust From the Moon
Author: Tenshi Anrui
Chapter 4: Cold Again (Title from Heather)
Song: Stroke of Luck - Garbage
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Sakura Kinomoto and Syaoran Li
Point of View: Sakura
Me and Syaoran, we'd been together for about 3 years. We're engaged and I couldn't be happier. I've known him since fourth grade, since he came to Japan from Hong Kong to help capture the Cards, but the cards were meant for me. I thought I was in love with my brother's boyfriend, but I wasn't, and I realized that I was in love with Syaoran, but he had to leave. He came back, and we went through this horrible battle, and we saved the day, and went out.
Hanging by threads of palest silver
I could have stayed that way forever
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me
Nothing could ever seem to touch me
Yes, with Syaoran, nothing could have ever seemed to touch me. To hurt me, the way things had before. Suddenly, a car didn't cause paranoia, the way they had before because of my mother's death. And the break up of Touya and Yuki, and my father dating a new woman, and Tomoyo cheating on Eriol, nothing ever seemed to touch me. I could have stayed that way forever. But I've learned, nothing is forever.
I lose what I love most
Did you know I was lost until you found me?
Yeah, I was lost until I met Syaoran, I was always fumbling, tumbling, embarrassed. He gave me a sort of, grace. Something I never had. Something my mother had always had, but I could never quite -grasp- the concept. I was once watching this movie, and when the girl died, her boyfriend was told that he lost what he loved most. That's me. I mean, I lost Yuki when Touya broke up with him; I lost Touya when he moved to L. A. to set into motion his photography career, Tomoyo when she cheated on Eriol, Eriol when he moved back to England, my dad to that new woman; my mom to that car, and Meling when she went home to Hong Kong.
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
Syaoran Li came to me. It was magical. We dated for awhile, and we were just, meant to be. But I kept thinking that. we weren't meant to be. Instinct, you know. After that battle, I ignored him. It was too awkward, and I didn't want to seem desperate. We were friends, and that's all I could take right then. He had to go back home a couple months later again. But he came back about 2 years later. We kept in touch, we were friends, but I kept my distance. And he walked up to me one day and said, "Go out with me. Movies, Food, Club, dear God I'll even go for a walk with you!" and so we went. For our day, we went to the park, Penguin Park, were it all began and played on the swings. We were merely freshman.
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
I have to tell you, being with someone for so long, it doesn't really give you any time for yourself. You can't go out with other people; you were stuck with one person. I didn't' have a chance to experiment with other guys. I was just. his. His. That's all I was.
People would say, "Oh look, there's Syaoran's girl, and, "Wow! She was lucky to get him!"
And he didn't give a damn about me.
You say that you'll be there to catch me
Or will you only try to trap me
These are the rules I make
Our chains were meant to break
You'll never change me
He's constantly telling me that he loves me, that he'll be able to catch me if I fall. And I'm thinking that he'll catch me, sure, but keep me in a glass box~!
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down and
All around me falling
We're getting married, in June, since things got "better". I roll my eyes and snort with laughter. He cheated on me, did you know? We were six weeks away from getting married. SIX WEEKS. And he cheated on me.
Stroke of luck or a gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You come to me now
Syaoran cheated on me because I wouldn't give myself to him. He could have waited six weeks, right? Six weeks, it's not that long. We were at dinner, and his cell phone rang while he was in the restroom, and I picked it up, and said hello, and the lady, obviously horny, started talking about plans for the next evening at the Tokyo Hilton Hotel. He was going on a "business trip" tomorrow.
Don't ask me why
Don't even try
I quietly hung up the phone, and walked out of the restaurant, hailed a taxi and went home. When he got home, I didn't talk to him. Later, after he left, I packed a night bag and headed to the Tokyo Hilton Hotel. I said I was in the Li room, and I needed a key.
They let me in without any trouble. I went and grabbed a coffee from a local coffee shop, and sat down on the bed.
Obviously they had a fun night, because they didn't reach the room until one. But I was up, and I was waiting. The lady and my fiancée came in pushing each other into walls, grabbing each other in places and kissing hard. also in unusual places. They stopped dead in the tracks when they saw me. I just got up and left the room that was the last time he'd ever see me.
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
I saw him again. He came to the apartment, when he tried to get his things. I asked the door man to have his things lined against the wall so I wouldn't have to see him, and I asked that he not be allowed to my home.
Somehow he got in. and there he stood, sinful and sorrowful. Begging for mercy. But I am not God. I can not give mercy where he wouldn't have given me any if he were in my position. No, mercy and forgiveness is out of the question.
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
I moved to Chicago soon afterwards to start a day care center for parents who are in musicals, when I learned musicals aren't for me. I'm getting better now, but the pain still hurts. It's been four years, shouldn't the pain be over by now?
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
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Me and Syaoran, we'd been together for about 3 years. We're engaged and I couldn't be happier. I've known him since fourth grade, since he came to Japan from Hong Kong to help capture the Cards, but the cards were meant for me. I thought I was in love with my brother's boyfriend, but I wasn't, and I realized that I was in love with Syaoran, but he had to leave. He came back, and we went through this horrible battle, and we saved the day, and went out.
Hanging by threads of palest silver
I could have stayed that way forever
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me
Nothing could ever seem to touch me
Yes, with Syaoran, nothing could have ever seemed to touch me. To hurt me, the way things had before. Suddenly, a car didn't cause paranoia, the way they had before because of my mother's death. And the break up of Touya and Yuki, and my father dating a new woman, and Tomoyo cheating on Eriol, nothing ever seemed to touch me. I could have stayed that way forever. But I've learned, nothing is forever.
I lose what I love most
Did you know I was lost until you found me?
Yeah, I was lost until I met Syaoran, I was always fumbling, tumbling, embarrassed. He gave me a sort of, grace. Something I never had. Something my mother had always had, but I could never quite -grasp- the concept. I was once watching this movie, and when the girl died, her boyfriend was told that he lost what he loved most. That's me. I mean, I lost Yuki when Touya broke up with him; I lost Touya when he moved to L. A. to set into motion his photography career, Tomoyo when she cheated on Eriol, Eriol when he moved back to England, my dad to that new woman; my mom to that car, and Meling when she went home to Hong Kong.
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
Syaoran Li came to me. It was magical. We dated for awhile, and we were just, meant to be. But I kept thinking that. we weren't meant to be. Instinct, you know. After that battle, I ignored him. It was too awkward, and I didn't want to seem desperate. We were friends, and that's all I could take right then. He had to go back home a couple months later again. But he came back about 2 years later. We kept in touch, we were friends, but I kept my distance. And he walked up to me one day and said, "Go out with me. Movies, Food, Club, dear God I'll even go for a walk with you!" and so we went. For our day, we went to the park, Penguin Park, were it all began and played on the swings. We were merely freshman.
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
I have to tell you, being with someone for so long, it doesn't really give you any time for yourself. You can't go out with other people; you were stuck with one person. I didn't' have a chance to experiment with other guys. I was just. his. His. That's all I was.
People would say, "Oh look, there's Syaoran's girl, and, "Wow! She was lucky to get him!"
And he didn't give a damn about me.
You say that you'll be there to catch me
Or will you only try to trap me
These are the rules I make
Our chains were meant to break
You'll never change me
He's constantly telling me that he loves me, that he'll be able to catch me if I fall. And I'm thinking that he'll catch me, sure, but keep me in a glass box~!
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down and
All around me falling
We're getting married, in June, since things got "better". I roll my eyes and snort with laughter. He cheated on me, did you know? We were six weeks away from getting married. SIX WEEKS. And he cheated on me.
Stroke of luck or a gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You come to me now
Syaoran cheated on me because I wouldn't give myself to him. He could have waited six weeks, right? Six weeks, it's not that long. We were at dinner, and his cell phone rang while he was in the restroom, and I picked it up, and said hello, and the lady, obviously horny, started talking about plans for the next evening at the Tokyo Hilton Hotel. He was going on a "business trip" tomorrow.
Don't ask me why
Don't even try
I quietly hung up the phone, and walked out of the restaurant, hailed a taxi and went home. When he got home, I didn't talk to him. Later, after he left, I packed a night bag and headed to the Tokyo Hilton Hotel. I said I was in the Li room, and I needed a key.
They let me in without any trouble. I went and grabbed a coffee from a local coffee shop, and sat down on the bed.
Obviously they had a fun night, because they didn't reach the room until one. But I was up, and I was waiting. The lady and my fiancée came in pushing each other into walls, grabbing each other in places and kissing hard. also in unusual places. They stopped dead in the tracks when they saw me. I just got up and left the room that was the last time he'd ever see me.
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
I saw him again. He came to the apartment, when he tried to get his things. I asked the door man to have his things lined against the wall so I wouldn't have to see him, and I asked that he not be allowed to my home.
Somehow he got in. and there he stood, sinful and sorrowful. Begging for mercy. But I am not God. I can not give mercy where he wouldn't have given me any if he were in my position. No, mercy and forgiveness is out of the question.
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
I moved to Chicago soon afterwards to start a day care center for parents who are in musicals, when I learned musicals aren't for me. I'm getting better now, but the pain still hurts. It's been four years, shouldn't the pain be over by now?
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
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