CHAPTER 5 IS UP!!!! (I had major problems with my computer that has aged past decriptitude, but it's fine now...I'm sorry for
not updating for like over a month. This chapter may be a bit below expectations cause I'm a bit rusted but I still hope you
enjoy!)
I just want to thank justblue and kari hiiragizawa. (Sorry about any mistakes in capitalization, but I don't know where they go, lol
sry!^^)
Disclaimer: ......If I didn't have one of these, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, now would I?
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RECAP (figured you might need one since it's been so long since the last update, and even if you don't, I do):
Sakura came home from school one day and discovered Kero and Yue were gone. She left Tomoyo, and went to go find them.
Along the way, Tomoyo disappeared as well. When Sakura went to Tomoyo's house, she was summoned to Tokyo Tower
where she saw Tomoyo, Kero, and Yue were being held by an evil mage. The mage threatened to hurt Sakura's friends if she
didn't do as he asked. When Sakura refused, (in a subtle way), he started hurting Tomoyo, Kero, and Yue, and out of
frustration/sadness/guilt/helplessness, Sakura fell to her knees. The mage stood over her and lifted his staff, ready to deal her a
fatal blow....
Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu were summoned to the Heart of Earth, where they met Zoe and found out about an evil force attacking
Earth. The three girls decided to join the battle to help save Earth. Along the way they met Zoe, who was nice, but a bit odd...
UPCOMING EVENTS:
Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu meet Sakura (finally)
More is revealed about this evil force which so far only consists of an evil mage (but that's all about to change soon in this
chapter)
Koji and Syaoran are introduced (I got this idea from Justblue^^)
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Kurakami. Black spirits, or gods, as they were called by some. They were powerful creatures, able to take on the form of
anything they so chose. The kurakami made strong allies, but horrible enemies. You'd never want to face one in battle, unless you
were crazy or suicidal. The most formidable thing about kurakami were that they were devoid of all emotion. They felt nothing,
and were truly heartless. The only way to get through to one, in order to destroy it, was to inflict pain. There was no other way.
At least not that thirteen-year old Nekura Li knew of. And pain was almost impossible to inflict because the kurakami were not
only born with an extreme amount of power, but as time passed, they absorbed great power from sources unimaginable. The
hunger for power a kurakami had, never ceased. Even when there was no more power to be had, the kurakami would continue
to search for it, in order to grow stronger, in order to seek and destroy, in order to cause pain. For the kurakami thrived off
suffering, especially that of humans.
Yes, thought Nekura to herself, as she lounged on the easy chair in her father's study, her feet on the desk, her long midnight
black hair gleaming as it fell across her shoulders, her dark-blue sapphire eyes sparkling. I have thought of the perfect plan. The
kurakami may be strong, but if they're on your side, then there's nothing to fear. So I don't have to fear, do I? I can sit here,
relaxing, and the kurakami will do all the work for me. I will be able to get stronger without even lifting a finger. Nekura laughed
softly and smiled, but the smile did not reach her hard, cold eyes. She played with the glittering, black, raindrop-shaped pendant
in her hand, and wondered if the kurakami she'd sent to find the Master of the Clow had made any progress yet. She knew her
brother had been connected to the Clow cards in some way and had helped capture them a few years ago, but he was a fool and
nothing more. Good for absolutely nothing. Last time she'd tried to communicate with him ended in disaster, but at least she came
out on top. Her brother was not so lucky and still had a scar from that encounter. She barely even bothered to talk to him
nowadays, because it was just a waste of time. The only person she put up with was her father because he was the only one who
was stronger than her, the only one with more power than her. Other family members, or even just innocent people who tried to
draw quiet, brooding Nekura into conversation, were greeted with an icy stare and treated with hostility. But Nekura vowed that
would all change. Soon there'd be no one with more power than her and she'd have to respect no one, not even her own father,
just as soon as her plan was fully put into action. The kurakami had been very helpful in assisting her, and she believed they'd help
her even more in this current task; to root out all sources of magic and/or other powers existing on Earth.
The kurakami Nekura had sent to find the Master of the Clow had chosen to take the form of an evil mage. Nekura had been fairly surprised that it had chose to take the form of a human man of all things, but she'd said nothing. The kurakami were weird creatures, but they were heartless. Nekura was sure of that. And as long as the job got done, what did it matter about the form that had to be take in order to do so? Soon Nekura would have access to all the major power sources left on Earth. And after Earth had been rendered defenseless, she'd set out to take over the universe.
There were more kurakami out there under her control waiting for her command when the time came, whatever or whenever that
may be. And even more were already seeking out major power sources for her. Some had already finished their tasks. Nekura
was already very powerful now, and she was growing stronger everyday from the finds her kurakami made. But Nekura wasn't
through with this world yet, there was still more power out there. And Nekura would be sure to get it all. After all, she thought to
herself with a grin, you can never have too much power, can you?
As Nekura let out a short laugh, and the black gem in her hand glowed faintly and clouded. Inside the crystal raindrop, the
silhouettes of dark shadows were visible. As Nekura looked down at them and uttered a single word, the dark night sky outside,
heavy with storm clouds, cleared, and the moon and stars peeked out from under them. Light from the full moon shone through
the window of the study room Nekura was in. She looked up and held up the pendant so that it reflected the soft light from the
moon. Her father's study was dark now, dusk had long fallen, and now the only sources of light in the room came from the moon
outside and the pendant since Nekura had not bothered to turn on the light. When the light from the moon passed through the
pendant, the actual color of the raindrop was visible; it was a dark, rich, violet, unlike the plain black it had first appeared as. The
shadows inside were darker, the outline more easily seen.
Nekura took her feet off the desk, and stood up. Her long dark hair, let loose, baggy dark-blue jeans, and black hooded
sweatshirt gave her an odd and enigmatic appearance. Her mother insisted that by wearing such shapeless clothes, she diminished
her beauty by an incredible amount, as well as hiding her feminity, but that didn't matter to Nekura. These clothes were
comfortable, and there was no way she'd ever wear somthing as ridiculous as a dress or skirt, such clothes limited mobility
terribly, and Nekura couldn't afford that. She also badly needed to tie up her hair as soon as possible, otherwise it would get in
her face and distract her. It already was a burden as it weighed down the ear she'd tried to tuck some behind so that it would
stay back, but the effort was to no avail. If her hair wasn't tied in a ponytail or something before it got in her eyes and face, she'd
lose her temper and do something rash. She didn't want that. Nekura sighed. "All that needs to happen, will happen in due time,
no matter what anyone or anything tries to do to speed up or slow down time." An old proverb her sensei used to tell her when
she was younger. But he was no more than an old quack. Maybe no ordinary person or thing could change the destiny of time,
but Nekura was beyond the ordinary person.
Nekura smiled and walked to the study door. She unlocked it and stepped out, the door closing behind her with a gentle thud. Before she went out into the hallway, she slipped the black pendant around her neck and tucked it under her shirt. It's time to have some fun, thought Nekura with a grin. The sky outside flashed and the clouds moved back in as the rain started to fall once more. Though it was away from the sight of human eyes, the black pendant glowed again and clouded, imitating the sky. The shadows inside its crystal were there no longer. All that was left was darkness.
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"Light cannot exist without the absence of darkness, and darkness cannot be with light. Light is required to make shadows, yet
shadows are one of the very forms of darkness."
"Darkness is born in the innocent, hence light is born in the dark."
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Two boys sat in a library, studying for their science test set for the forthcoming day. No matter how hard they tried though, they could not keep their minds on forces and motion. Instead their thoughts drifted, and they restlessly tried to get into a comfortable position so that they would not flunk their test tomorrow on Newton's Laws . . . .
"I sense something."
"Huh, what's up?"
Syaoran Li had not known Koji Minamoto for that long, but the two were already inseperable friends. Each could sense the other's thoughts and feelings without communication by way of speech. It was a wonderful relationship, and the fact that it had blossomed so easily was a wonder to many. (A/N: No, please don't mistake this for yaoi, I abhor yaoi, there is no way I'll ever put yaoi in one of my stories, this is NOT yaoi, lol, I'll stop now...BUT KEEP IN MIND THIS HAS ABSOLUTELY *NOTHING* TO DO WITH YAOI!!!)
"There is a storm approaching. It is very near."
"Minamoto?" Though the two boys considered themselves friends, they still referred to each other by their surnames.
Syaoran looked at his friend. Koji's eyes were a dark bluish-gray, almost black. Right now, they showed a look of great
concentration. His long dark-blue hair was tied back so that it would not get in his eyes.
"Don't you sense it as well, Li?" Koji looked at Syaoran questioningly.
"Huh?" Syaoran looked around. His eyes settled on the largest window in the library. It was dark outside, and the
sky was heavy with clouds. But there was nothing wrong with that, was there? It was already night so darkness was normal. But
he knew Koji must sense something that was amiss with the black sky. Something that wasn't quite natural. But what was it?
"Li, I think...there is something about this darkness that relates to you."
"Me!? What makes you say that?"
"I-I-I-" Koji faltered. "I don't really know, but it's...an instinct."
"I'm afraid I don't quite sense this storm you sense, Minamoto. But that doesn't mean you're wrong. It's just... is there
really anything we can do about it right now? Is there anything we should do?"
Koji looked at Syaoran's sincere eyes, showing that he was willing to do everything he could to help Koji. Koji
thought to himself about how lucky he was to have found such a good friend. But he remembered with a tiny smile, Syaoran and
himself were not always like this. There was a point where once Syaoran had been his nemesis, his rival, his much detested
adversary. How fortunate they both were, that that enmity that once existed between them had not lasted for long. But it was
something while it did last...................
---FLASHBACK--- (first day of school, second period math class)
It was a bright sunny day. The second-standarad students were gathered in their classroom, patiently awaiting their
teacher's arrival.
The door opened and Ms. Kamiya, their teacher, walked in, with a large smile on her face."Good morning class! It is my greatest pleasure to inform you of a new student who will be joining our class today. . . .please welcome Mr. Syaoran Li. He has previously lived in Japan, but moved to Hong Kong quite a while ago. Now his family has recently come back to Japan, and Mr. Li will be attending this academy with you all. Now, do be nice to him . . ."
The door to the classroom slammed open and in walked "Mr. Syaoran Li". His hair was untidy, his uniform unkempt.
Most of the students paid no attention to him as they were busy trying to catch up on sleep. Only one boy looked at Syaoran, his
eyes showing no feeling or emotion. Syaoran glared at him. "Where do I sit?" he asked Ms. Kamiya gruffly.
Not showing any sign of noticing Syaoran's moodiness, she brightly pointed to an empty seat beside the boy who still
continued to stare at Syaoran as if he were some new object worthy of interest. Syaoran humphed and sat down next to the boy.
He pretended to ignore him.
"You look like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. What's the matter?"
Huh? Syaoran looked around. All students' heads were bent over their desk. Reluctantly he turned his gaze to the
boy next to him. His eyes were inquisitive. Syaoran's own eyes flashed with anger. "What's it matter to you, anyway? Just leave
me alone," he shouted.
The whole class turned to look at the two boys at the corner of the classroom. Ms. Kamiya was writing something on
the chalkboard and pretended not to hear.
In a hushed voice, the second boy said, "I'm Koji. Koji Minamoto. I don't normally bother with other people, but
there's something about you that appeals to me. I don't know what it is, but I feel I have to get to know you better."
"What?-- ever. Whatever! Why should I care about what you find appealing or not? This is school. I'm here to study.
Leave me alone and just back off."
Koji did not look even slightly taken aback. His gaze was still calm, his disposition cool. "I am here to learn. And I
believe I have much to learn from you."
Syaoran simply grunted an indecipherable reply.
"I hate you."
"What?" Startled, Syaoran looked at Koji. But it was not Koji who had spoken. Or was it? There was something in
his eyes... was it laughter? Or something else? "I have no reason to like you either," growled Syaoran.
Koji nodded in agreement and went back to his work. Syaoran sighed with relief and started on his worksheet. He
stole a glance at Koji. To his surprise, the boy still stared at him. "What is it?" demanded Syaoran.
Koji had an odd look on his face. His eyes moved from Syaoran's eyes to a mark on his left cheek. "Where'd you
get that scar? Actually it's not even a scar yet, is it? It looks pretty fresh."
Syaoran's cheeks took on a slight reddish tinge as he protectively put his hand to his left cheek, covering up the thin
red line that stretched from the bottom of his eye to his mouth. "It is of no concern of yours, I expect."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
And with that, Syaoran gathered his things and left the classroom, just as the bell rang.
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Zoe sat in the Heart of Earth alone. The Magic Knight girls had left long before. She hoped they were okay and doing well. But since help had come, answering to a mere cry of frustration, she believed anything was possible. Everything was going to be all right now.
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Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu stood on across the street from Tokyo Tower, watching the terrible scene in front of them unfold like some horror movie. The pretty girl at the bottom of the tower, who had plain brown hair, and striking emerald eyes had lowered her head as if she regretted something. The man at the top of the tower was dressed in black and carried an evil looking staff. He continued to speak, ranting on endlessly. The three girls were too far away though, to hear what he was saying. Every once in a while red light appeared at the top of the tower.
Something was definitely wrong. On the way to the tower, Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu had seen unconcious people littering the streets. Should they intervene in what was now happening at the tower? Hikaru gasped as she saw the girl fall down to her knees, as if she was giving up. My mind is made up, decided Hikaru. "I'm going to help her," she said out loud to Umi and Fuu.
"We'll go with you," Umi replied firmly.
"Yes, let's do this together. That girl obviously needs our help."
Hikaru looked at her friends. They looked so brave standing there in the moonlight with their armor and weapons. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes!" both Umi and Fuu shouted at the same time.
"Okay."
Just as the man was bringing down his staff on top of the girls head, Hikaru ran across the street and unsheathed her sword.
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A/N: Should I stop here? Lol I'm not that mean, let's continue......(this time from Sakura's point of view)
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Sakura continued to hopelessly stare at the ground, unable to bring herself to look at Yue, Kero, or Tomoyo. Suddenly she heard a whoosh sound and she was pelted with shards of black crystal. A couple hit her face and scratched it, drawing blood. Luckily, her arms and legs were well covered.
Sakura jerked her head up to look at her savior. A magnificent woman with garnet colored hair and deep ruby eyes, wielding a sword had shattered the mage's staff. When Sakura looked at her, the woman smiled, and Sakura saw that the woman was actually a girl her age. The girl stuck out a hand, which Sakura gladly took and brought herself up to stand beside the girl. I'm actually a bit taller than her, Sakura thought in awe. From the ground, it all looked different, but who is she?
Her thoughts were interrupted by two more girls rushing towards Sakura and the ruby-eyed girl. One girl had light-blue hair and sapphire eyes, while the other had golden hair and emerald eyes, not unlike Sakura's own.
"Are you okay?" asked the emerald-eyed girl.
"Yeah, you did look like you were in quite a fix there," the sapphire-eyed girl added.
"Tomoyo. Kero. Yue. What's happened to them?" asked Sakura.
"Look!" The ruby-eyed girl brought everyone's attention to the top of Tokyo Tower. The mage no longer had a humanoid appearance. Instead he had turned into a dark shadow, almost camoflauged with the night sky. It looked as if with the staff, he had lost his body as well. The three forms at the top of Tokyo Tower floated down inside some kind of invisible bubble. As they landed, the bubble popped and Tomoyo, Kero, and Yue fell forward.
Sakura shouted with happiness. "You're back!"
Yue had an uncertain look on his face. Kero's was approving. Tomoyo just said, in a grateful tone, "Thank you for rescuing us, Sakura. I knew you wouldn't fail us.
Sakura looked away, unable to bear the pain of failure. Unable to admit she was too weak to be called the Master of the Clow.
"What's wrong, Sakura?" Yue asked. His voice had an unexpected sharp edge.
"Don't worry. She'll tell us in her own time. For now let's just celebrate. Anyone have some food?" Kero looked around apprehensively. He noticed the three girls with weapons and armor staring at him, apparently for the first time. "Hey what are you guys looking at? Who are you anyway?"
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Please R&R!!! Tell me what you think. Have I been not writing fanfiction for too long?
I know Koji and Li weren't exactly acting like themselves, but you'll find out why in a later flashback. Notice the first one took place during second period... but something happened during first period.... lol more on that later
I want to add more characters to my story.... as always I'm open to suggestions.
not updating for like over a month. This chapter may be a bit below expectations cause I'm a bit rusted but I still hope you
enjoy!)
I just want to thank justblue and kari hiiragizawa. (Sorry about any mistakes in capitalization, but I don't know where they go, lol
sry!^^)
Disclaimer: ......If I didn't have one of these, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, now would I?
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RECAP (figured you might need one since it's been so long since the last update, and even if you don't, I do):
Sakura came home from school one day and discovered Kero and Yue were gone. She left Tomoyo, and went to go find them.
Along the way, Tomoyo disappeared as well. When Sakura went to Tomoyo's house, she was summoned to Tokyo Tower
where she saw Tomoyo, Kero, and Yue were being held by an evil mage. The mage threatened to hurt Sakura's friends if she
didn't do as he asked. When Sakura refused, (in a subtle way), he started hurting Tomoyo, Kero, and Yue, and out of
frustration/sadness/guilt/helplessness, Sakura fell to her knees. The mage stood over her and lifted his staff, ready to deal her a
fatal blow....
Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu were summoned to the Heart of Earth, where they met Zoe and found out about an evil force attacking
Earth. The three girls decided to join the battle to help save Earth. Along the way they met Zoe, who was nice, but a bit odd...
UPCOMING EVENTS:
Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu meet Sakura (finally)
More is revealed about this evil force which so far only consists of an evil mage (but that's all about to change soon in this
chapter)
Koji and Syaoran are introduced (I got this idea from Justblue^^)
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Kurakami. Black spirits, or gods, as they were called by some. They were powerful creatures, able to take on the form of
anything they so chose. The kurakami made strong allies, but horrible enemies. You'd never want to face one in battle, unless you
were crazy or suicidal. The most formidable thing about kurakami were that they were devoid of all emotion. They felt nothing,
and were truly heartless. The only way to get through to one, in order to destroy it, was to inflict pain. There was no other way.
At least not that thirteen-year old Nekura Li knew of. And pain was almost impossible to inflict because the kurakami were not
only born with an extreme amount of power, but as time passed, they absorbed great power from sources unimaginable. The
hunger for power a kurakami had, never ceased. Even when there was no more power to be had, the kurakami would continue
to search for it, in order to grow stronger, in order to seek and destroy, in order to cause pain. For the kurakami thrived off
suffering, especially that of humans.
Yes, thought Nekura to herself, as she lounged on the easy chair in her father's study, her feet on the desk, her long midnight
black hair gleaming as it fell across her shoulders, her dark-blue sapphire eyes sparkling. I have thought of the perfect plan. The
kurakami may be strong, but if they're on your side, then there's nothing to fear. So I don't have to fear, do I? I can sit here,
relaxing, and the kurakami will do all the work for me. I will be able to get stronger without even lifting a finger. Nekura laughed
softly and smiled, but the smile did not reach her hard, cold eyes. She played with the glittering, black, raindrop-shaped pendant
in her hand, and wondered if the kurakami she'd sent to find the Master of the Clow had made any progress yet. She knew her
brother had been connected to the Clow cards in some way and had helped capture them a few years ago, but he was a fool and
nothing more. Good for absolutely nothing. Last time she'd tried to communicate with him ended in disaster, but at least she came
out on top. Her brother was not so lucky and still had a scar from that encounter. She barely even bothered to talk to him
nowadays, because it was just a waste of time. The only person she put up with was her father because he was the only one who
was stronger than her, the only one with more power than her. Other family members, or even just innocent people who tried to
draw quiet, brooding Nekura into conversation, were greeted with an icy stare and treated with hostility. But Nekura vowed that
would all change. Soon there'd be no one with more power than her and she'd have to respect no one, not even her own father,
just as soon as her plan was fully put into action. The kurakami had been very helpful in assisting her, and she believed they'd help
her even more in this current task; to root out all sources of magic and/or other powers existing on Earth.
The kurakami Nekura had sent to find the Master of the Clow had chosen to take the form of an evil mage. Nekura had been fairly surprised that it had chose to take the form of a human man of all things, but she'd said nothing. The kurakami were weird creatures, but they were heartless. Nekura was sure of that. And as long as the job got done, what did it matter about the form that had to be take in order to do so? Soon Nekura would have access to all the major power sources left on Earth. And after Earth had been rendered defenseless, she'd set out to take over the universe.
There were more kurakami out there under her control waiting for her command when the time came, whatever or whenever that
may be. And even more were already seeking out major power sources for her. Some had already finished their tasks. Nekura
was already very powerful now, and she was growing stronger everyday from the finds her kurakami made. But Nekura wasn't
through with this world yet, there was still more power out there. And Nekura would be sure to get it all. After all, she thought to
herself with a grin, you can never have too much power, can you?
As Nekura let out a short laugh, and the black gem in her hand glowed faintly and clouded. Inside the crystal raindrop, the
silhouettes of dark shadows were visible. As Nekura looked down at them and uttered a single word, the dark night sky outside,
heavy with storm clouds, cleared, and the moon and stars peeked out from under them. Light from the full moon shone through
the window of the study room Nekura was in. She looked up and held up the pendant so that it reflected the soft light from the
moon. Her father's study was dark now, dusk had long fallen, and now the only sources of light in the room came from the moon
outside and the pendant since Nekura had not bothered to turn on the light. When the light from the moon passed through the
pendant, the actual color of the raindrop was visible; it was a dark, rich, violet, unlike the plain black it had first appeared as. The
shadows inside were darker, the outline more easily seen.
Nekura took her feet off the desk, and stood up. Her long dark hair, let loose, baggy dark-blue jeans, and black hooded
sweatshirt gave her an odd and enigmatic appearance. Her mother insisted that by wearing such shapeless clothes, she diminished
her beauty by an incredible amount, as well as hiding her feminity, but that didn't matter to Nekura. These clothes were
comfortable, and there was no way she'd ever wear somthing as ridiculous as a dress or skirt, such clothes limited mobility
terribly, and Nekura couldn't afford that. She also badly needed to tie up her hair as soon as possible, otherwise it would get in
her face and distract her. It already was a burden as it weighed down the ear she'd tried to tuck some behind so that it would
stay back, but the effort was to no avail. If her hair wasn't tied in a ponytail or something before it got in her eyes and face, she'd
lose her temper and do something rash. She didn't want that. Nekura sighed. "All that needs to happen, will happen in due time,
no matter what anyone or anything tries to do to speed up or slow down time." An old proverb her sensei used to tell her when
she was younger. But he was no more than an old quack. Maybe no ordinary person or thing could change the destiny of time,
but Nekura was beyond the ordinary person.
Nekura smiled and walked to the study door. She unlocked it and stepped out, the door closing behind her with a gentle thud. Before she went out into the hallway, she slipped the black pendant around her neck and tucked it under her shirt. It's time to have some fun, thought Nekura with a grin. The sky outside flashed and the clouds moved back in as the rain started to fall once more. Though it was away from the sight of human eyes, the black pendant glowed again and clouded, imitating the sky. The shadows inside its crystal were there no longer. All that was left was darkness.
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"Light cannot exist without the absence of darkness, and darkness cannot be with light. Light is required to make shadows, yet
shadows are one of the very forms of darkness."
"Darkness is born in the innocent, hence light is born in the dark."
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Two boys sat in a library, studying for their science test set for the forthcoming day. No matter how hard they tried though, they could not keep their minds on forces and motion. Instead their thoughts drifted, and they restlessly tried to get into a comfortable position so that they would not flunk their test tomorrow on Newton's Laws . . . .
"I sense something."
"Huh, what's up?"
Syaoran Li had not known Koji Minamoto for that long, but the two were already inseperable friends. Each could sense the other's thoughts and feelings without communication by way of speech. It was a wonderful relationship, and the fact that it had blossomed so easily was a wonder to many. (A/N: No, please don't mistake this for yaoi, I abhor yaoi, there is no way I'll ever put yaoi in one of my stories, this is NOT yaoi, lol, I'll stop now...BUT KEEP IN MIND THIS HAS ABSOLUTELY *NOTHING* TO DO WITH YAOI!!!)
"There is a storm approaching. It is very near."
"Minamoto?" Though the two boys considered themselves friends, they still referred to each other by their surnames.
Syaoran looked at his friend. Koji's eyes were a dark bluish-gray, almost black. Right now, they showed a look of great
concentration. His long dark-blue hair was tied back so that it would not get in his eyes.
"Don't you sense it as well, Li?" Koji looked at Syaoran questioningly.
"Huh?" Syaoran looked around. His eyes settled on the largest window in the library. It was dark outside, and the
sky was heavy with clouds. But there was nothing wrong with that, was there? It was already night so darkness was normal. But
he knew Koji must sense something that was amiss with the black sky. Something that wasn't quite natural. But what was it?
"Li, I think...there is something about this darkness that relates to you."
"Me!? What makes you say that?"
"I-I-I-" Koji faltered. "I don't really know, but it's...an instinct."
"I'm afraid I don't quite sense this storm you sense, Minamoto. But that doesn't mean you're wrong. It's just... is there
really anything we can do about it right now? Is there anything we should do?"
Koji looked at Syaoran's sincere eyes, showing that he was willing to do everything he could to help Koji. Koji
thought to himself about how lucky he was to have found such a good friend. But he remembered with a tiny smile, Syaoran and
himself were not always like this. There was a point where once Syaoran had been his nemesis, his rival, his much detested
adversary. How fortunate they both were, that that enmity that once existed between them had not lasted for long. But it was
something while it did last...................
---FLASHBACK--- (first day of school, second period math class)
It was a bright sunny day. The second-standarad students were gathered in their classroom, patiently awaiting their
teacher's arrival.
The door opened and Ms. Kamiya, their teacher, walked in, with a large smile on her face."Good morning class! It is my greatest pleasure to inform you of a new student who will be joining our class today. . . .please welcome Mr. Syaoran Li. He has previously lived in Japan, but moved to Hong Kong quite a while ago. Now his family has recently come back to Japan, and Mr. Li will be attending this academy with you all. Now, do be nice to him . . ."
The door to the classroom slammed open and in walked "Mr. Syaoran Li". His hair was untidy, his uniform unkempt.
Most of the students paid no attention to him as they were busy trying to catch up on sleep. Only one boy looked at Syaoran, his
eyes showing no feeling or emotion. Syaoran glared at him. "Where do I sit?" he asked Ms. Kamiya gruffly.
Not showing any sign of noticing Syaoran's moodiness, she brightly pointed to an empty seat beside the boy who still
continued to stare at Syaoran as if he were some new object worthy of interest. Syaoran humphed and sat down next to the boy.
He pretended to ignore him.
"You look like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. What's the matter?"
Huh? Syaoran looked around. All students' heads were bent over their desk. Reluctantly he turned his gaze to the
boy next to him. His eyes were inquisitive. Syaoran's own eyes flashed with anger. "What's it matter to you, anyway? Just leave
me alone," he shouted.
The whole class turned to look at the two boys at the corner of the classroom. Ms. Kamiya was writing something on
the chalkboard and pretended not to hear.
In a hushed voice, the second boy said, "I'm Koji. Koji Minamoto. I don't normally bother with other people, but
there's something about you that appeals to me. I don't know what it is, but I feel I have to get to know you better."
"What?-- ever. Whatever! Why should I care about what you find appealing or not? This is school. I'm here to study.
Leave me alone and just back off."
Koji did not look even slightly taken aback. His gaze was still calm, his disposition cool. "I am here to learn. And I
believe I have much to learn from you."
Syaoran simply grunted an indecipherable reply.
"I hate you."
"What?" Startled, Syaoran looked at Koji. But it was not Koji who had spoken. Or was it? There was something in
his eyes... was it laughter? Or something else? "I have no reason to like you either," growled Syaoran.
Koji nodded in agreement and went back to his work. Syaoran sighed with relief and started on his worksheet. He
stole a glance at Koji. To his surprise, the boy still stared at him. "What is it?" demanded Syaoran.
Koji had an odd look on his face. His eyes moved from Syaoran's eyes to a mark on his left cheek. "Where'd you
get that scar? Actually it's not even a scar yet, is it? It looks pretty fresh."
Syaoran's cheeks took on a slight reddish tinge as he protectively put his hand to his left cheek, covering up the thin
red line that stretched from the bottom of his eye to his mouth. "It is of no concern of yours, I expect."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
And with that, Syaoran gathered his things and left the classroom, just as the bell rang.
---END FLASHBACK---
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Zoe sat in the Heart of Earth alone. The Magic Knight girls had left long before. She hoped they were okay and doing well. But since help had come, answering to a mere cry of frustration, she believed anything was possible. Everything was going to be all right now.
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Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu stood on across the street from Tokyo Tower, watching the terrible scene in front of them unfold like some horror movie. The pretty girl at the bottom of the tower, who had plain brown hair, and striking emerald eyes had lowered her head as if she regretted something. The man at the top of the tower was dressed in black and carried an evil looking staff. He continued to speak, ranting on endlessly. The three girls were too far away though, to hear what he was saying. Every once in a while red light appeared at the top of the tower.
Something was definitely wrong. On the way to the tower, Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu had seen unconcious people littering the streets. Should they intervene in what was now happening at the tower? Hikaru gasped as she saw the girl fall down to her knees, as if she was giving up. My mind is made up, decided Hikaru. "I'm going to help her," she said out loud to Umi and Fuu.
"We'll go with you," Umi replied firmly.
"Yes, let's do this together. That girl obviously needs our help."
Hikaru looked at her friends. They looked so brave standing there in the moonlight with their armor and weapons. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes!" both Umi and Fuu shouted at the same time.
"Okay."
Just as the man was bringing down his staff on top of the girls head, Hikaru ran across the street and unsheathed her sword.
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A/N: Should I stop here? Lol I'm not that mean, let's continue......(this time from Sakura's point of view)
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Sakura continued to hopelessly stare at the ground, unable to bring herself to look at Yue, Kero, or Tomoyo. Suddenly she heard a whoosh sound and she was pelted with shards of black crystal. A couple hit her face and scratched it, drawing blood. Luckily, her arms and legs were well covered.
Sakura jerked her head up to look at her savior. A magnificent woman with garnet colored hair and deep ruby eyes, wielding a sword had shattered the mage's staff. When Sakura looked at her, the woman smiled, and Sakura saw that the woman was actually a girl her age. The girl stuck out a hand, which Sakura gladly took and brought herself up to stand beside the girl. I'm actually a bit taller than her, Sakura thought in awe. From the ground, it all looked different, but who is she?
Her thoughts were interrupted by two more girls rushing towards Sakura and the ruby-eyed girl. One girl had light-blue hair and sapphire eyes, while the other had golden hair and emerald eyes, not unlike Sakura's own.
"Are you okay?" asked the emerald-eyed girl.
"Yeah, you did look like you were in quite a fix there," the sapphire-eyed girl added.
"Tomoyo. Kero. Yue. What's happened to them?" asked Sakura.
"Look!" The ruby-eyed girl brought everyone's attention to the top of Tokyo Tower. The mage no longer had a humanoid appearance. Instead he had turned into a dark shadow, almost camoflauged with the night sky. It looked as if with the staff, he had lost his body as well. The three forms at the top of Tokyo Tower floated down inside some kind of invisible bubble. As they landed, the bubble popped and Tomoyo, Kero, and Yue fell forward.
Sakura shouted with happiness. "You're back!"
Yue had an uncertain look on his face. Kero's was approving. Tomoyo just said, in a grateful tone, "Thank you for rescuing us, Sakura. I knew you wouldn't fail us.
Sakura looked away, unable to bear the pain of failure. Unable to admit she was too weak to be called the Master of the Clow.
"What's wrong, Sakura?" Yue asked. His voice had an unexpected sharp edge.
"Don't worry. She'll tell us in her own time. For now let's just celebrate. Anyone have some food?" Kero looked around apprehensively. He noticed the three girls with weapons and armor staring at him, apparently for the first time. "Hey what are you guys looking at? Who are you anyway?"
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Please R&R!!! Tell me what you think. Have I been not writing fanfiction for too long?
I know Koji and Li weren't exactly acting like themselves, but you'll find out why in a later flashback. Notice the first one took place during second period... but something happened during first period.... lol more on that later
I want to add more characters to my story.... as always I'm open to suggestions.
