Disclaimer: Don't own any characters, except the ones I make up. Don't own
CCS, only own the plotlines and stuff.. yeah.
Summary: Sakura has just lost everything that meant anything to her, and is forced to resort to a life on the dangerous city streets of Metropolis. Syaoran's entrance as a rich and spoiled one, gangs, and other conflicts await her..
A/N: lol, anime girl, ^.^ I was going to use 'shadow' as part of the name for one already.. But I used Japanese to make two names and translations will be at the bottom.. More information about Metropolis will come soon. Oh and I got the name Metropolis from the Japanese animation movie Metropolis, which I didn't really like, no offense to anyone who did. I'll try to update more and make longer chapters ^_^ and so here's chapter four, Unseen.
Her Story
Chapter Four
Unseen
By: Kazle
~~*~~
Konna toki ni umaretsuita yo.
Da kedo nan to ka susundet'te
Da kara nan to ka koko ni tatte
Bokura wa kyou o okutte'ru
~~*~~
Sakura blanched quite visibly when Tomoyo was finished explaining how to work the cash register. Who ever knew that it would be this complicated? 'Hoe..' she breathed to herself in her mind. Tomoyo surveyed her reaction with something akin to amusement.
"Don't worry, Sakura-chan," she grinned and slapped the overwhelmed girl good-naturedly on the back nearly causing her to fall over, "I'll be right here to guide you through it today."
"Hah.." Sakura still looked a little nervous and she eyed the contraption with a rather disdainful look.
Tomoyo laughed at her expression and then ducked under the counter. Sakura looked at her curiously and Tomoyo emerged with a small cardboard box. She set it on the counter and shuffled through the contents for a moment before taking out a black stereo. She grinned at Sakura and turned it on.
"I'd die of boredom without my radio," she said seriously.
"Do you like to sing?" Sakura asked, interested.
Tomoyo's expression suddenly turned wistful and she leaned over the tabletop, settling her elbows on the hard wood, her chin in her upturned palms.
"Yes I do.. but..," She sighed, her gaze turning to Sakura. The auburn haired girl stopped her by waving her hands in front of her concerned emerald eyes in protest.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.." she said. Tomoyo caught her wrists in mid-swing and looked at Sakura with a solemn look.
"It would probably come up sooner or later, " she shrugged and dropped her wrists, "I've always loved singing, ever since I was little," she smiled a bit as she remembered, "That and fashion.. I want to go to the School of Arts when I get older, you know, for college.. but they never grant scholarships. And we don't have enough money to pay for something like that.." she trailed off.
"Don't worry Tomoyo-chan, " Sakura said reassuringly. "I'm sure you'll find some way to get in and follow your dream."
"My dream.. " Tomoyo echoed. Then her gloomy expression suddenly faded and she grinned outright when a familiar chiming caught her ear.
"Oh, look Sakura, there's your first customer!" she flicked her gaze from the person and to the girl next to her. Then she turned on the radio and casually glanced at Sakura.
"And he's pretty hot too.." she observed.
"Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura hissed, blushing hotly.
The boy she had been referring to sauntered over with a rather smug look. He was dressed in a uniform that Sakura recognized immediately from being from the Herning's Private School, a school about eight blocks away from hers. His sunglasses were tinted black, but his most striking feature by far was his azure hair. He nodded to Tomoyo as if to acknowledge her presence and turned to Sakura, placing a can of peanut butter in front of her.
"The real grocery store didn't have any, so I suppose I'll have to settle with this, " He said, emphasizing the word 'real' and shrugging his shoulders.
Sakura raised her eyebrows, irritated with his tone of voice. She shot a look at Tomoyo who was also regarding him with mild disgust. 'Well *excuse* me, almighty one,' she resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
She took the money he had set on the table and punched it in. She looked up to give him the change but he was already halfway out the door, calling back with a smirk.
"Keep the change, it's the *least* I could do, " He said and left. He didn't even trip on the doorstep or anything. Where was the justice in that?
"What an unbelievable jerk, " she muttered to herself.
She turned, and as she expected, Tomoyo was fuming at the door that he had just walked out of.
"Why that little.." Sakura heard her mutter.
The dark haired girl was obviously peeved, but was doing her best to keep control of her temper. With a frustrated growl she took out a roll of price tags and began to slam them onto the cereal boxes. When her mother passed, she gave Tomoyo a curious look, but it soon turned to understanding. A few minutes later Tomoyo's anger had been sufficiently taken out on the boxes and her glare disappeared for the most part.
"If he bothers you so much why don't you do something about it?" She asked, when she was sure that the girl had calmed down enough. By the look Sonomi had given Tomoyo, it seemed as though this had happened before.
"Because I can't.." she said.
"Why not?"
"Because.." she glanced at Sakura and then looked away for a second. "It's complicated.. Basically, he's rich and I'm not, giving him more power to do as he pleases. If he told his father, who is probably just like him, he could have us closed down. Permanently."
"That isn't fair at all." Sakura said, frowning.
"Well, life isn't fair." Tomoyo waved her hand.
"You're right, it isn't, " Sakura agreed quietly and then more loudly, "Well, at least we know that looks are definitely not everything.."
Tomoyo looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Maybe.."
************
The figure was dressed in black, with matching sunglasses though light only dimly lit the streets. She crouched in the shadows of a dark alley, pleased with the fact the one that no one seemed to notice her. That was the way of a member of Kuno-neko. To be there, but to remain unseen. It was a trait that was highly valued in her.. group.
She watched the people who walked by and then saw the one she was looking for. Slipping out of the alley, she casually followed, smirking, as the young one seemed completely unaware of her presence.
The girl she was following carried a backpack and looked like she was genuinely uninterested in where she was going. This slightly proved her suspicions, but she was still unsure..
Suddenly the auburn haired paused for a second, glancing around and frowning. The one who pursued her instantly moved towards the shops that lined the streets, her breath caught in her throat. She watched as the girl shook her head and continued on. Detaching herself from the brick wall, the dark figure smiled, turning around to walk the other way. She was soon lost within the crowd, slinking through the streets and shadows with ease, to inform the others.
There was a new girl on the streets.
~~*~~
We've arrived in these times.
But somehow things move on
So somehow we're standing here
And we're living through today.
~~*~~
A/N: Hmm.. I don't really like the beginning of this chapter.. blehhh, oh well, maybe I'll change it later. So anyway, the fourth chappy's done, yatta! The 5th and 6th chapters are almost done, just need a little more.
Translation: Ok, the name introduced was 'Kuno-neko' which can be translated. Kuno means 'dark' or 'shadow or 'black', but I translate it to shadow. Neko means cat. So, the name means 'Shadow Cats'. The other name will be introduced later.
And don't forget to review!! ^________^
Summary: Sakura has just lost everything that meant anything to her, and is forced to resort to a life on the dangerous city streets of Metropolis. Syaoran's entrance as a rich and spoiled one, gangs, and other conflicts await her..
A/N: lol, anime girl, ^.^ I was going to use 'shadow' as part of the name for one already.. But I used Japanese to make two names and translations will be at the bottom.. More information about Metropolis will come soon. Oh and I got the name Metropolis from the Japanese animation movie Metropolis, which I didn't really like, no offense to anyone who did. I'll try to update more and make longer chapters ^_^ and so here's chapter four, Unseen.
Her Story
Chapter Four
Unseen
By: Kazle
~~*~~
Konna toki ni umaretsuita yo.
Da kedo nan to ka susundet'te
Da kara nan to ka koko ni tatte
Bokura wa kyou o okutte'ru
~~*~~
Sakura blanched quite visibly when Tomoyo was finished explaining how to work the cash register. Who ever knew that it would be this complicated? 'Hoe..' she breathed to herself in her mind. Tomoyo surveyed her reaction with something akin to amusement.
"Don't worry, Sakura-chan," she grinned and slapped the overwhelmed girl good-naturedly on the back nearly causing her to fall over, "I'll be right here to guide you through it today."
"Hah.." Sakura still looked a little nervous and she eyed the contraption with a rather disdainful look.
Tomoyo laughed at her expression and then ducked under the counter. Sakura looked at her curiously and Tomoyo emerged with a small cardboard box. She set it on the counter and shuffled through the contents for a moment before taking out a black stereo. She grinned at Sakura and turned it on.
"I'd die of boredom without my radio," she said seriously.
"Do you like to sing?" Sakura asked, interested.
Tomoyo's expression suddenly turned wistful and she leaned over the tabletop, settling her elbows on the hard wood, her chin in her upturned palms.
"Yes I do.. but..," She sighed, her gaze turning to Sakura. The auburn haired girl stopped her by waving her hands in front of her concerned emerald eyes in protest.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.." she said. Tomoyo caught her wrists in mid-swing and looked at Sakura with a solemn look.
"It would probably come up sooner or later, " she shrugged and dropped her wrists, "I've always loved singing, ever since I was little," she smiled a bit as she remembered, "That and fashion.. I want to go to the School of Arts when I get older, you know, for college.. but they never grant scholarships. And we don't have enough money to pay for something like that.." she trailed off.
"Don't worry Tomoyo-chan, " Sakura said reassuringly. "I'm sure you'll find some way to get in and follow your dream."
"My dream.. " Tomoyo echoed. Then her gloomy expression suddenly faded and she grinned outright when a familiar chiming caught her ear.
"Oh, look Sakura, there's your first customer!" she flicked her gaze from the person and to the girl next to her. Then she turned on the radio and casually glanced at Sakura.
"And he's pretty hot too.." she observed.
"Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura hissed, blushing hotly.
The boy she had been referring to sauntered over with a rather smug look. He was dressed in a uniform that Sakura recognized immediately from being from the Herning's Private School, a school about eight blocks away from hers. His sunglasses were tinted black, but his most striking feature by far was his azure hair. He nodded to Tomoyo as if to acknowledge her presence and turned to Sakura, placing a can of peanut butter in front of her.
"The real grocery store didn't have any, so I suppose I'll have to settle with this, " He said, emphasizing the word 'real' and shrugging his shoulders.
Sakura raised her eyebrows, irritated with his tone of voice. She shot a look at Tomoyo who was also regarding him with mild disgust. 'Well *excuse* me, almighty one,' she resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
She took the money he had set on the table and punched it in. She looked up to give him the change but he was already halfway out the door, calling back with a smirk.
"Keep the change, it's the *least* I could do, " He said and left. He didn't even trip on the doorstep or anything. Where was the justice in that?
"What an unbelievable jerk, " she muttered to herself.
She turned, and as she expected, Tomoyo was fuming at the door that he had just walked out of.
"Why that little.." Sakura heard her mutter.
The dark haired girl was obviously peeved, but was doing her best to keep control of her temper. With a frustrated growl she took out a roll of price tags and began to slam them onto the cereal boxes. When her mother passed, she gave Tomoyo a curious look, but it soon turned to understanding. A few minutes later Tomoyo's anger had been sufficiently taken out on the boxes and her glare disappeared for the most part.
"If he bothers you so much why don't you do something about it?" She asked, when she was sure that the girl had calmed down enough. By the look Sonomi had given Tomoyo, it seemed as though this had happened before.
"Because I can't.." she said.
"Why not?"
"Because.." she glanced at Sakura and then looked away for a second. "It's complicated.. Basically, he's rich and I'm not, giving him more power to do as he pleases. If he told his father, who is probably just like him, he could have us closed down. Permanently."
"That isn't fair at all." Sakura said, frowning.
"Well, life isn't fair." Tomoyo waved her hand.
"You're right, it isn't, " Sakura agreed quietly and then more loudly, "Well, at least we know that looks are definitely not everything.."
Tomoyo looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Maybe.."
************
The figure was dressed in black, with matching sunglasses though light only dimly lit the streets. She crouched in the shadows of a dark alley, pleased with the fact the one that no one seemed to notice her. That was the way of a member of Kuno-neko. To be there, but to remain unseen. It was a trait that was highly valued in her.. group.
She watched the people who walked by and then saw the one she was looking for. Slipping out of the alley, she casually followed, smirking, as the young one seemed completely unaware of her presence.
The girl she was following carried a backpack and looked like she was genuinely uninterested in where she was going. This slightly proved her suspicions, but she was still unsure..
Suddenly the auburn haired paused for a second, glancing around and frowning. The one who pursued her instantly moved towards the shops that lined the streets, her breath caught in her throat. She watched as the girl shook her head and continued on. Detaching herself from the brick wall, the dark figure smiled, turning around to walk the other way. She was soon lost within the crowd, slinking through the streets and shadows with ease, to inform the others.
There was a new girl on the streets.
~~*~~
We've arrived in these times.
But somehow things move on
So somehow we're standing here
And we're living through today.
~~*~~
A/N: Hmm.. I don't really like the beginning of this chapter.. blehhh, oh well, maybe I'll change it later. So anyway, the fourth chappy's done, yatta! The 5th and 6th chapters are almost done, just need a little more.
Translation: Ok, the name introduced was 'Kuno-neko' which can be translated. Kuno means 'dark' or 'shadow or 'black', but I translate it to shadow. Neko means cat. So, the name means 'Shadow Cats'. The other name will be introduced later.
And don't forget to review!! ^________^