Thanxies for the reviews!!! I've decided to do what some of the other authors do. I'm gonna have a thank you list. XD (mainly cuz FF.net gave us a cool feature that lets us download all the reviews… hehe…) and if you didn't review(shame on you! Er… I'm usually too lazy to review, too, so I shouldn't be talkin… =P) and your name isn't in there, you are more than welcome to skip it, but do read the rest of the author's notes (if you ever do), cuz it's important.
THANK YOU LIST:
Clules: um……. Yes, it IS quite confusing. I'll explain it after this, so everybody who's cofused can see it. :D and what do you mean you don't like HP?! GASP! LoL. Jkjk. I'm glad you like the story.
Sakurabloom: if you think about it, tho, there were only 2 falls. I just wrote it from the duo's point of view, making it 4. :D
Katalin: thx! I've planned long and hard for this…. Every waking hour…. Ok, not that long, but still….. and thanks for telling me about the whole Ying Fa – Ying Hua thing. But I explained in earlier chapters that Ying Fa bugs me, so I'm gonna keep on usin' Ying Hua. :D
Dragonstar03: thx for always reviewing! And yes, I'm well aware of how confusing this thing is. That's why you need to read the rest of the A/N, cuz I explained it in there.
Kikakai: the word "apart"…? How many times did I use it? Oh well……….
Eternitylight: girl, log in for a signed review for once!!! And what do you mean I used the idea from the other story….? Yes, BAAAAAAAAAAAAAD sugar high………. Not that I should be talkin'…. cough she-who-must-not-be-named, the-lady-who-must-not-be-named, who cares?! LoL. I'm just too lazy to change it…….. (you kno me…..) and I'm gonna explain it later on, so be aware! And THERE'S NO SUCH DYNASTY AS "DING"!!! at least, I don't think so……. And duh, I like history! it's like, my fav subject! You know that!
Ying-Hua: thankz for tellin' me the name of the teacher, and the name of Yamazaki. :D I was thinkin' of adding him in…
Wallpaper: thankz for tellin' me about the bold/italic thing! It worked! XDDD for that, I am forever indebted… does a deep bow LoL. Jkjk. And yes, I am chinese! :D too bad I have to go to chinese school…….. speaking of that…….. I need to finish my chinese hw…… oh well……..
That concludes the THANK YOU LIST!
NOW…….. to the rest of the A/N's…..
Um… Let's answer CLULES's questions…… and undo some of you guy's confusion…
Yes, Sakura and Ying Hua are different people. Sakura is in modern time (like, 1998 or somethin')and Ying Hua is in Qing dynasty, around 1651. no, they are not the same person, although very much alike. As to the matter of reincarnations…… they might be, they might not. I will not disclose anymore information about this topic or else it would ruin the story. (more like I haven't thought of it…… :P)
and yes, it's the same thing with Syaoran and Xiao Lang, and Tomoyo and Tao Hua. Syaoran and Tomoyo are modern times with Sakura; and Xiao Lang and Tao Hua is with Ying Hua, around the period of 1651. they are not the same people, though very much alike.
it's not different worlds. It's the same planet, just different times in history.
Ying Hua does not live at the same time as Sakura. In fact, they do not even know each other. Sakura would soon discover about Ying Hua, however. By the means of…… oops. Too much info.
yes, Sakura is the one that's like HP. She lives with her aunt and uncle. But Ying Hua is another person. She lives as a nobility.
Um….. do you guyz get it? It's confusin, but it would work out. And you guys would understand it. That's all I'm saying for now. And DO go back to the first chappie, and put Ying Hua's first and last name together. It would explain a lot. That's the biggest clue here.
Now! Onto the ficcie!
DISCLAMER: I do not own CCS nor HP. Need I say more?
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LOST IN TIME
Chapter Three
"THE MEETING"
by dZnSNofLAkeZ
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LAST TIME:
The brunette packed all her necessities; her clothes, which, for the fear of being mocked by her aunt's fellow peers, the woman had provided Sakura with new clothes that she liked. She packed all her make-up, which were given to her for the same reasons as her clothes. On top of those were all the things she needed.
That night, she slept a peaceful and undisturbed sleep, one that she hadn't experienced in a long time.
And while she slept…
She dreamed of a certain pair of amber eyes……
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it was the early hours of the morning, when not a single ray of light could be found, and the sun had not started its long journey across the sky. In fact, the sun was not yet even up.
In a particular room of a certain orange-roofed house, a girl of thirteen crept about in the shadows, hidden by the dark, not making a single sound.
It was the first of August, and the girl was getting ready.
Ready for what, you ask.
To steal off into the night, and to a place where she was welcomed.
A place where no one glared at her.
A place where nobody was 'normal'.
A place where she belonged.
A place where, to the girl, was heaven.
A place called Mahou Dou, where young witches and wizards studied their magic.
"it was very wise of you to decide to leave at dawn, kid. That way, nobody would see you." A voice interrupted the silence, trying to sound wise, but failing miserably.
The owner of the voice was a brown stuffed teddy bear-like object. The only thing about it was, it TALKED.
The girl sweat-dropped. "um… well, leaving at dawn is the only REASONABLE and RATIONAL thing to do, Kero, since I don't exactly have Aunt and Uncle's permission to go to Hong Kong." The girl continued, "and since I'm gonna use FLY, I think it would be pretty smart to leave when nobody is up yet."
The one called Kero put his tiny little paw on his chin, and thought hard. After a while of careful consideration, he said "now that you say it THAT way, it IS pretty rational…"
The girl sweat-dropped and tripped anime-style.
"um… let's go, Kero, before we waste any more time…"
"sure thing, kiddo." Replied the other.
With that, the girl pulled out a card. After some incantations, soft, white wings that would have rivaled that of an angel's grew out of her back.
Softly, the girl tiptoed to the window, and in one, swift moment, threw it open.
It was beautiful outside. The morning fog had not lifted, and the stars still twinkled in the night. The grass sparkled with the morning dew.
The girl's huge luggage transformed into a little pouch at the snap of her fingers, and with that tied securely around her wrist, she took off into the early morning sky.
Gentle breezes went past her in a lazy manner, and played with her hair, blowing it behind her. The morning was peaceful, and the air smelled clean and fresh the way it does in the morning.
The girl savored the moment. Freedom. That feeling that she had not a single trace of worry in the world, that she could just fly away light-hearted… it was as if she was let out of a metal cage that was way too small for her, and had finally spread her wings to its extent… er… metaphorically speaking. It was a feeling so indescribably cleasing, with the view of the lights in the city down below; red, blue, orange… all sparkling like as if a magical force had scattered jewels all over the ground. It was incredible. Astonishing. There were no words ever that could describe what she was experiencing. It was simply just too deep.
(A/N: I wish I could feel that way right now……… so stressed….. essays… MUST. WRITE… homework… MUST. DO… tennis… MUST. PRACTICE… clarinet… MUST. PRACTICE…….. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…….!!! I won't list EVERYTHING I have to do… there's a lot more….. if I go into detail… well, you wouldn't want me to… --;;;)
The sun slowly came up from its hiding spot, gracing the world with its bright, cheerful rays. The sky was colored every shade of orange, red and blue… so pretty. It was a magnificent sight.
The girl realised that she was in danger of being spotted, now that the golden sphere was shining brilliantly in its place. With another flick of her slim fingers, the girl was there no more.
What happened, you ask?
She had turned herself invisible, of course.
The girl flew for a little while longer, and finally got to the airport. Getting behind a nearby tree, she first snapped her fingers, and a second later, the small pouch turned into its former form. With another flick, the girl turned visible again, and cautiously got out of her hiding spot.
It was only early morning, but when the girl got in, the airport was already bustling with human activity. There were lines leading to lines, people pushing trollys with their luggage, others bidding good-bye…
The girl sighed. There was nobody bidding her goodbye. She never expected any (since this journey was kinda not allowed) but how nice it would be if someone cared enough to say goodbye to her… but back to reality. (and here, she sighed again, this time out of weariness) She needed to go show them their passport, ticket, and all those junk, which meant that she needed to get behind one of those long lines.
She looked around, searching for her airline. "Magical Airway… Magical Airway…" she muttered under her breath. (A/N: sorry. Couldn't think of anything better… it was a spur-of-the-moment thing… --;;;) finally, she spotted the airline with the corny name.
To her utter surprise, there was hardly a line in front of Magical Airway. In fact, most of the people just walked past it. That was the problem --- it seemed they didn't even see or notice it.
The girl shrugged. She was tired from waking up so early, and she was not going to waste her energy on wondering about a problem that was quite minor. (or so she thinks…)
She went up to the lady at the desk and handed her passport (her aunt's family always traveled for vacation, and had reluctantly gotten her a passport, too) her tickets, and her bag.
After everything was done, she boarded the plane, not wishing to stand around in the crowded waiting hall. Again, to her surprise, the airplane was quite empty. It was rather a small jet, but just because it was of smaller size, did not mean it wasn't grande. It was rather fancy, actually, with creamy white carpet and comfortable seats. The waitresses (A/N: was dat it…? Or was it 'hostesses'…?) smiled kindly, and pointed to her seat. Several buttons decorated her seat handle, and a mini TV screen was right in front her chair.
(A/N: I'm not good at describing airplanes. I've been in tons b4, but not recently. N I've neva been in 1st class. LoL except fo dis 1 time wen I was lyk, 5. or was it 6…? Da point is, dun mind da lame description, but pretend that its really fancy. I'll leave it 2 ur imagination.)
She had been in tons of first class airplanes (her aunt thought that it would seem awkward for her neice to sit in economy class, although it was cheaper, but she didn't want to think what her friends would think of of it if they ever saw. "dear, you can't be running out of money, are you? Why else would you place your dear neice in such an awful place?!" her aunt shuddered just at the thought of it and insisted that she got a first class ticket, too.) but none was as grande as this.
Those thoughts flew away as she settled down in the comfortably cushioned chair. Soon, she dozed off.
After about 4 hours, a waitress shook her awake.
"dear, we're landing in 15 minutes. Please put your seat belt on." Sakura did as she was told. "thank you." The waitress smiled kindly. Sakura returned the smile.
The airplane landed, and Sakura got off. It occurred to her that she didn't know where the hotel was, although in truth, it was just that she forgot that it was enclosed with the letter. (Silly Sakura!)
She walked around awkwardly for a while, until her eyes settled on a pair of amber eyes.
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Syaoran POV
So I was supposed to be picking up Kinomoto Sakura, easily THE most famous teen in the entire Wizarding World withought her knowledge of ever being famous. (it was quite a funny concept, really. The entire population knows about her, from the fact that she is the Card Mistress, and therefore a sorceress and a wizard/witch, like me, to the fact that she loved strawberry flavored ice cream without her knowing a single thing about this World. How do we know such details as her love of strawberry ice cream? Don't ask me, ask the Wizarding media. They have the 411 on all of Kinomoto Sakura's loves and hates in the wizard's form of People magazine. Quite scary if you ask me.)
So, me, being the future leader of the infamous (and OLD, from around the beginning of Qing dynasty) Li clan, one of the only few sorcerers, and according to the Wizard's People Magazine (yes, they write about me, too. Quite annoying, really) the #1 bachelor in the World (not that that has anything to do with it, and I'm not bragging. It's quite a nuisance, having girls flock around your house, yelling, "We love you, Li Syaoran!!!" at 5 in the morning), it was the only "logical" (as Mother put it) thing for me having the honor to pick up Kinomoto Sakura.
So, with that said, you can easily assume why I'm at the airport at 10 in the morning, waiting to pick up a girl I've only seen pictures of. I had had a colorful banner with her name on it that my sisters had insisted on me holding, but that was just WAAAAAAAAAAY too embarrassing. So I was wondering around the outside of the Arriving part of the airport, hoping to spot a girl with brown hair and green eyes.
And spot I did. But those pictures of her (which every guy in the World drooled over) was nothing compared to her real self. I found myself, despite my self-control, staring at her with wide eyes. The winds were teasing her long lustrous silky brown hair, making it fly around her in a gentle manner, framing her perfect porcelain face. But her face! The early morning light was shining upon her, kissing her delicate features. Her small, almost perfect nose, the rosy cheeks, and her cherry pink lips that I desperately wanted to taste. But I controled myself. (it would have been weird for Sakura… er Kinomoto being kissed by a stranger, anyways) but her eyes were the most intriguing of all. It flashed beautiful (but different) shades of green, from emerald to jade, under the faint light of the morning sun. When somebody said that the eyes were the doors to their souls, that of Sakura's would have been the perfect example.
(A/N: daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaynmn… I sould lyk a mushy poet dude on crack… LoL n da description is lyk shit… o well.)
I couldn't help but let my eyes land on her body. She was wearing a pink tank top and a white mini skirt. It was simple, but it highlighted every graceful curve of hers. And I couldn't tear my eyes off her perfect legs. Damn, are minis supposed to be that short?! Man… I sound like a perv…
She was looking at the opposite direction, so I thought I would make myself known. I was just about to approach, when, as if planned, my eyes met hers. And I felt myself drowning, drowning, drowning… in those soulful emerald eyes of hers. It held such despair, weariness… I had read those articles stating how her relatives had treated her. And instantly, I wanted to hold her and tell her that it was ok, that her relatives were a bunch of bastards, and that she didn't need them. I wanted to shower her with kind words, but…
I didn't speak… I wasn't able to.
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Sakura POV
I couldn't break eye contact with him. His eyes were just so… mysterious. It held wisdom beyond his age, but more than that, it held kindness that I had never seeing before. Of course I've never seeing eyes of kindness before! Aunt and Uncle never showed anything but hatred towards me, and by now, I was used to it. As for my classmates, they always looked away when I looked in their direction. I knew it was because of my cousin, but I couldn't do anything about it.
But now, here he was looking into my eyes… with kindness… it was like a breath of fresh air. I suddenly felt the need for it. All my life, I've been longing for that one thing I couldn't have, and here I was… I wanted to hear kind words. The shelter I had built around myself that told me I didn't need kind words… suddenly collapsed. And I wanted to speak to him. I wanted to hear his kind voice and his kind remarks.
But I didn't speak. I was content with the kindness in his gaze.
For now.
……..TSUZUKU
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er… how was it…? I didn't think it was dat bad… actually, I'm kinda proud of it… at least da end of it…
er… keep in mind dat dis was started in… lyk, feburary, n finished in june… =P so it mite b kinda weird…
2281 words. So its not dat long. But I guess long enough. I decided that I'll have shorter chappies, but sooner updates. Er… by sooner, I mean lyk, every few weeks… but hey, its betta den every few months, rite?! LoL
so, er… review, please? Fo dis poor excuse of a story n da poor excuse of an author? 2 make da authoress happy? Pweeeeeeeeze?
Btw, I updated Stone Heart Buried Love, but apparently, FF.net was tryin 2 b stupid, cuz it didn't show dat it was updated, but I DID replace da A/N w/ da real chappie, so go read! =D
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