Disclaimer: Don't own anything from CCS, though I can still wish I did..
A/N: Wow, I had always heard that reviews could inspire a person to keep on writing, and so as I read them, it definitely affected me in a way that made me want to keep posting. Thanks!^_^
Summary: Sakura has just lost everything that meant anything to her, and is forced to resort to a life on the dangerous city streets. There, she must adapt if she wants to survive.
Her Story
Chapter One
The Girl
By: Kazle
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Ibasho ga nakatta mitsukaranakatta
Mirai ni wa kitai dekiru no ka wakarazu ni
Itsu mo tsuyoi ko da ne tte iware tsudsukete'ta
Nakanaide erai ne tte homeraretari shite ita yo
Sonna kotoba hitotsu mo nozonde'nakatta
Dakara wakaranai furi wo shite ita
~~*~~
It was dark. Cold. Raining. The girl in question clutched the inside hems of her coat, bringing it closer to her body. But still the rain pattered on, relentlessly soaking her through and through. She shivered, her muscles ached. She longed for warmth, but it would not come. She eyed her surroundings; though her sight was slightly obscured as the rain ran into her eyes blinded her. Bringing her sleeve up, she wiped her eyes and ran her hand through her dripping hair. She looked into the alley on her right. Three dark figures huddled around a small fire, set in a trashcan. Shaking her head, she hurried passed. The taste in her mouth had suddenly become sour.
She walked on, the rain and wind lashing at her small form. She paused as she came by a small park. Trees stood, symmetrical to one another in each and every way. It was the city's attempt to make it not seem as disgusting as it really was. Sounds retarded, but it worked. Pollute the air with your tall buildings, then plant some trees, and slap a sign that says 'I care' on yourself. Unless you've actually lived in the darkest parts of this place, you think that the city is just a busy, wealthy place for politicians. But it's also dangerous.
Brushing her lingering thoughts aside, she continued until she reached the familiar building. She stood outside the door for a second, contemplating. People hurried passed her, knocking her slightly off balance. Setting her jaw in a grim line she put her hand on the door handle and swung it open. The touch of metal to her skin felt unusually cold. Walking in, she surveyed the area until she found a suitable corner. Sitting down, she rested her head against the hard wall and glanced across the large room. People crowded in the room. It wasn't too noisy. Then again, it never really was. It was a place where the only thing you could do was think, and slowly you began to drown in your own thoughts.
She smirked quietly to herself. So, she thought, You've really sunk low this time. Imagine, last year you were the daughter of a wealthy politician, decked out with a house that was furnished quite nicely with everything a girl like you could want. And then, just as it had begun, it came apart all in a day's worth. An unfortunate plane crash had destroyed everything.
She had lost everything, everything that mattered.
The girl felt something forming behind her eyes and that annoying itch that always comes on your nose. She pushed it back, along with everything else and rested her head on the cold wall. She wouldn't think about it, she wouldn't let her emotions or anything else control her. As much as it killed inside, she would not allow it to show outside. For all her thirteen years she had depended on others for support, but now she would have to depend on herself. She would be strong.
~~*~~
I had no place to live. I couldn't find one.
I don't know if I could have any hope for the future.
They always said I was a strong child.
They praised me, saying "You must be strong not to cry."
I didn't want those words at all.
So I pretended not to understand.
~~*~~
A/N: All right, this might seem a bit extreme, but remember, Sakura has a very bitter viewpoint on everything right now. Just to let you know, the city's name will be revealed soon and since I don't want to cause anything controversial, I'll make the name up. The song is called, A Song for XX and I don't take credit for it. The third chapter will be up as soon as I finish it, and it's surprisingly entitled, 'The Boy'. And please review!! ^____^
A/N: Wow, I had always heard that reviews could inspire a person to keep on writing, and so as I read them, it definitely affected me in a way that made me want to keep posting. Thanks!^_^
Summary: Sakura has just lost everything that meant anything to her, and is forced to resort to a life on the dangerous city streets. There, she must adapt if she wants to survive.
Her Story
Chapter One
The Girl
By: Kazle
~~*~~
Ibasho ga nakatta mitsukaranakatta
Mirai ni wa kitai dekiru no ka wakarazu ni
Itsu mo tsuyoi ko da ne tte iware tsudsukete'ta
Nakanaide erai ne tte homeraretari shite ita yo
Sonna kotoba hitotsu mo nozonde'nakatta
Dakara wakaranai furi wo shite ita
~~*~~
It was dark. Cold. Raining. The girl in question clutched the inside hems of her coat, bringing it closer to her body. But still the rain pattered on, relentlessly soaking her through and through. She shivered, her muscles ached. She longed for warmth, but it would not come. She eyed her surroundings; though her sight was slightly obscured as the rain ran into her eyes blinded her. Bringing her sleeve up, she wiped her eyes and ran her hand through her dripping hair. She looked into the alley on her right. Three dark figures huddled around a small fire, set in a trashcan. Shaking her head, she hurried passed. The taste in her mouth had suddenly become sour.
She walked on, the rain and wind lashing at her small form. She paused as she came by a small park. Trees stood, symmetrical to one another in each and every way. It was the city's attempt to make it not seem as disgusting as it really was. Sounds retarded, but it worked. Pollute the air with your tall buildings, then plant some trees, and slap a sign that says 'I care' on yourself. Unless you've actually lived in the darkest parts of this place, you think that the city is just a busy, wealthy place for politicians. But it's also dangerous.
Brushing her lingering thoughts aside, she continued until she reached the familiar building. She stood outside the door for a second, contemplating. People hurried passed her, knocking her slightly off balance. Setting her jaw in a grim line she put her hand on the door handle and swung it open. The touch of metal to her skin felt unusually cold. Walking in, she surveyed the area until she found a suitable corner. Sitting down, she rested her head against the hard wall and glanced across the large room. People crowded in the room. It wasn't too noisy. Then again, it never really was. It was a place where the only thing you could do was think, and slowly you began to drown in your own thoughts.
She smirked quietly to herself. So, she thought, You've really sunk low this time. Imagine, last year you were the daughter of a wealthy politician, decked out with a house that was furnished quite nicely with everything a girl like you could want. And then, just as it had begun, it came apart all in a day's worth. An unfortunate plane crash had destroyed everything.
She had lost everything, everything that mattered.
The girl felt something forming behind her eyes and that annoying itch that always comes on your nose. She pushed it back, along with everything else and rested her head on the cold wall. She wouldn't think about it, she wouldn't let her emotions or anything else control her. As much as it killed inside, she would not allow it to show outside. For all her thirteen years she had depended on others for support, but now she would have to depend on herself. She would be strong.
~~*~~
I had no place to live. I couldn't find one.
I don't know if I could have any hope for the future.
They always said I was a strong child.
They praised me, saying "You must be strong not to cry."
I didn't want those words at all.
So I pretended not to understand.
~~*~~
A/N: All right, this might seem a bit extreme, but remember, Sakura has a very bitter viewpoint on everything right now. Just to let you know, the city's name will be revealed soon and since I don't want to cause anything controversial, I'll make the name up. The song is called, A Song for XX and I don't take credit for it. The third chapter will be up as soon as I finish it, and it's surprisingly entitled, 'The Boy'. And please review!! ^____^