Hey everyone, I'm very sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been really busy. I'm going to have to switch back to doing about one chapter a month. Updating every week is just too hard for me. I'll try to make the chapters longer in return, with the exception of this one. ^-^ If I have time for more chapters, I'll put them up ASAP. Anyway, I'll just get straight to the story since it's been delayed long enough. Thanks for all the reviews and ideas, they're very much appreciated! I hope you enjoy this!
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My One and Only
by Lady Yunaleska
Chapter 7 - Hong Kong Madness
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Sakura opened her heavy eyes and glanced around the room. She saw Syaoran and Tomoyo sitting next to her bed and looking pretty worried.
"She's awake," Tomoyo said.
Syaoran looked up and started asking a lot of questions. "Are you okay? What happened? Why did you do that to your fans?"
"Do what?" Sakura didn't understand. She felt like all her energy had been drained and could barely keep her eyes open.
"You don't remember? Look at this," Tomoyo showed her the video of Sakura signing autographs, then yelling at her fans and running away.
Sakura gasped, "I did that?! No way! I could never yell at them like that!"
"You did, and I don't know why. Mr. Toriji is pretty mad; I think you should go talk to him and try to explain yourself." Syaoran waited for her to get up, but she just laid there.
After a few moments, Sakura spoke, "Um, Syaoran... I can't move. I feel so weak... and... sleepy..." The next thing they knew, Sakura was off to dreamland again.
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A young man cloaked in black slowly advanced toward his master.
"You have failed me, Juka."
"I don't know what went wrong. That should have been enough energy to call her here."
"FOOL!" The master screeched. "You can't just deposit negative energy and hope one will come, the target must first possess negative energy created by themselves in their soul."
Juka cowered in fear. "I am sorry, master. Please give me another chance! I know I can bring her to the darkside."
Diablo wasn't sure why he did it, but he allowed his servant another chance. "Make sure you are well prepared this time."
"Yes, master."
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"She said she doesn't remember anything."
"Look, kid, I know you and Sakura have a bond, but you have to face the facts. She's lying. What other explanation could there be?!" Allen paced the room anxiously."I've got the newspapers and tabloids on my case 24/7 about this. What am I supposed to tell them?!"
"The truth." Sakura slowly sat up, her energy fully recovered, and looked Allen in the eye. "I don't remember what happened. That wasn't me who yelled at them... It was like I couldn't control myself... like I was possessed."
"Oh great! Now she's making up wild stories!"
"I'm not lying!"
"I can't deal with this right now..." Allen stormed out of the room rubbing his temples.
"You guys believe me, don't you?"
"Of course, Sakura." Syaoran took her hand. "Non-magical people often don't understand ghosts or magic. Don't worry, we'll get through this."
"Non-magical people with non-magical friends, you mean." Tomoyo giggled, briefly lightening the mood of the room.
Sakura noticed the stack of newspapers on the nearby desk and grabbed the top one. The headline read: "Hot New Popstar Abuses Fans." Of course this was an exaggeration, but Sakura's spirit proceeded to lower as she read headline after headline.
Sakura bowed her head shamefully. "Maybe I should just quit."
"What? No, Sakura! You can't go out on a lie!" Syaoran lifted her chin and made her look at him. "I won't let you. We have to show everyone the truth."
"But how?"
"Maybe at the next concert we can do something to convince everyone that Sakura isn't a bad person." Tomoyo pulled out her note pad and began jotting down ideas.
Allen suddenly burst into the room. "Sakura, get your stuff packed, we're going to Hong Kong in two hours!"
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Once again, the scramble to set up the concert was getting worse. Tomoyo, Sakura and Syaoran all managed to escape for a few hours and were now taking a leisurely stroll in the park. A young girl recognized Sakura and rushed over to see her.
"Hi, you're Sakura, right? My name is Ying Fa, like yours! Can I please have your autograph?"
Sakura was surprised that the girl knew nothing of the incident in New York, or at least she didn't seem to know. "Sure, no problem! What should I sign?"
As Tomoyo witnessed the scene, Syaoran whispered to her, "Why couldn't everyone else see this? Then we wouldn't have a problem."
Tomoyo's eyes widened. "That's a great idea!" She jogged away from the group and began dialing numbers on her cell phone. When she came back, Sakura was done and waiting with Syaoran. "It's all set, tonight our problem will be solved!"
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*knock knock*
"Yes? Come in."
"Mr. Toriji, sir, there's a slight problem with tonight's concert." The secretary turned on the TV and frowned at the site.
"Several hundred parents of fans of pop sensation Sakura Kinomoto are protesting in front of Hong Kong stadium, where her next concert is to be tonight. They are refusing to let anyone into the stadium after witnessing the events of the concert in New--"
Allen muted the television. "Great, just great! Call Sakura to my office, please."
"Yes, sir." The secretary walked off, and a few minutes later Sakura and her friends knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
They quietly entered. "You wanted to see me, sir?"
Allen turned in his chair to look at her. "Yes. I only wanted you, not your whole gang, but they should hear this too." He stood up and slowly walked around the room. "Because of your little scene back in New York, angry parents aren't letting their children see the concert. This will most likely be the case in the other three cities as well. So," he stopped in front of Sakura, "What do you suppose we do?"
Allen was so close to Sakura that she could smell stale coffee on his breath. She stepped back and replied, "Actually, we have a plan. Why don't you tell him, Tomoyo?"
"Ok. We want to take all the tapes of Sakura in tough circumstances where she's been kind and never exploded when things got tough, and show them at the concert to prove that Sakura isn't really mean and cold-hearted."
"And you really think that will work?" Allen questioned.
"Hopefully. There's no reason we can't try!" Tomoyo smiled sweetly, hoping to convince Allen to let them carry out their plan.
A slight blush creeped up on Allen's face. "Ok, then. Where are these videos?" Don't worry," Tomoyo said, "They're already on rush delivery to here from my house."
"Great. You know who to call if you need anything else." Allen winked and excused the group. "I hope this works."
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Outside the stadium, a girl was rushing through the angry protesters and knocking several down.
"Out of my way! I have to get in there!"
She was unexpectedly stopped by one of the lead protesters. "I'm sorry, miss, but no one is getting through here. Don't you know about what Sakura did?"
"Of course I do!" She snapped. "That's why I need to get in there and find out why! Now move!"
She hurried past the woman and into the stadium. She skillfully avoided the guards, and it wasn't long before she was standing in front of Sakura's dressing room. She burst into the room yelling, only to find she was yelling at an empty room.
Sakura came into the room and was shocked at the sight. "Meiling?!" Was the only thing she could get out.
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Kind of short, I know, but I need some time to figure out where this is going ^-^. Please review!! All comments and suggestions are welcome! Thanks again for all the reviews so far, and I hope you understand a little more why Sakura spontaneously blew up at her fans. See you next time!