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~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~The cabin~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tomoyo woke up to the warmness surrounding her and a heavy object resting on her mid section. Trying to unscrew her tired eyes, she moved her head a little. Finding her hands, she used them to pry her eyes open. She saw the dim light of what probably was an oil lamp light up an unfamiliar wooden wall. Bending over slightly, she saw a pale arm resting on her stomach. It was Sakura, sleeping like a log. Tomoyo smiled to herself. Some things never change, she thought.
There was a creaking sound on the wooden boards as her vision tilted slightly. Huh? Then her logic took over her and soon the phenomenon was explained. We must be on a ship, she thought to herself. Feeling as if her tummy had lost its feeling, she gently moved Sakura's arm out of the way before sitting up straight to examine the room.
It was a small cabin. On one side, indeed, an old oil lamp was burning away with all its might on a fixed round table. The other wall boasted a few nautical instruments and an hourglass through which the sand fell with an eerie green color. The other walls were bare wooden boards nailed together.
The place they had been sleeping seemed to be a bed, a luxurious tiger fur quilt covering both of them. A chair was placed nearby as if someone had been seated there earlier.
Tomoyo swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up stretching her hands as far as they could go and yawned. Dropping both her hands, she noticed a door and headed towards it, only stopping to glance back at Sakura who was still asleep, before vanishing behind the closing door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Back to Touya and Yukito*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Something's awfully fishy here, Yuki" Touya said as he gazed out into the sea approvingly. "The moment Sakura and Tomoyo go overboard, the whole storm stops. This HAS to do something with…something with magic" he finished.
Yukito smiled sadly at his best friend. He had been raving thus for the last half an hour and he secretly feared that if he didn't stop soon, Touya would definitely go mad. Although the loss was more than both of them could bear, there was an air of certainty that the disappearance was only temporary.
Almost on queue, there was a strong burst of magic on the other side of the boat. Touya, not waiting for Yukito, stumbled blindly to the other side. As Yukito rushed to join him, he heard a distinct gasp.
A woman stood on board their boat, clutching a white fan to her chest. Her black hair was done up in a tight bun with what seemed to be two red chopsticks. She wore a traditional, silk chinese costume and had powdered and eyelined her eyes and face until it looked like it belonged to a zombie.
"Ano…" was the first brilliant comment that Touya mumbled but stopped when the woman raised her hand to silence him.
" I am Yelan Li. You are wondering why I am here? Well, your sister, Kinomoto-san, has been transported to the past by-"
" WHAT THE HECK DID YOU SAY?!? YOU TRANSPORTED MY SISTER TO THE PAST?!? HOW D'YOU KNOW WHO I AM? HOW CAN I TRUST YOU? WWHUU MUFF…" Touya burst out in an angry fit of anxiety and suspiciousness. His words were muffled as Yukito hurriedly placed a hand over his mouth but it didn't stop his lunatic actions.
"I am… beyond belief sorry for this unfortunate action. But it must take place! It is written in her destiny! It must take place! As for her well being… it depends on how my son looks after her-" "Your son?" Yukito asked slowly removing his hand for Touya's mouth. "Yes my son. He has…" Yelan looked pained. "he has lost his…human feelings, you may say. Your daughter and her friend might just be the ones to restore those lost feelings"
Touya gazed into the pleading eyes of the woman as she said "Please, she is Xiao Lang's only hope but I give you full authority over your decision"
Touya took a long while to think. Finally he scratched his head. "Well, if its in her destiny to do so… I guess. BUT THAT GAKI BETTER NOT TOUCH A HAIR ON MY SISTER'S HEAD OR HE'LL BE A FRIED DUCK!"
Yelan gave a tight little smile. "I thank you, Kinomoto-san. We shall meet again."
With that she seemed to jump off the side of the boat. "WHAT!?!?!" But instead of hearing the splash of water they expected to, they heard the soft cooing. Astonished, Yukito and Touya leaned over board to see a pure white dove silently cruising its way to the horizon.
"well, we better head home now, Toya" Yukito said, patting his friend's back. Touya just stood there transfixed as Yukito ambled off towards the control room.
"I will miss you kaijuu" Touya whispered as Yukito manned the rudder and set the boat in the direction of Yokohama…in the direction of home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Back to Tomoyo~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tomoyo rounded the first corner of the hallway where their room was located. The whole ship was dimly lit with oil lamps or other modes of primitive lighting and smelt like rotten seaweed. Suddenly a shadow walked her way. Half scared, she hid in a dark corner of the hallway where a few boxes were pilled untidily.
The sound of footsteps came closer and she shrunk into the shadows the best she could, turning her back to the nearing sound. The sound never paused but went straight down the other end of the hallway.
After a few minutes later, Tomoyo sighed and stood up. Turning around she saw a pale chin and the buttons of someone's shirt. Slowly she raised her eyes until they were in level with a pair of azure ones.
"You must be Tomoyo" he said, smiling softly. Tomoyo looked confused for a moment before muttering a soft "hai". Eriol's smile widened. "Your friend Sakura told us who you were. I'm Eriol Hiirogizawa, by the way. You can call me Eriol" he said extending a pale hand. Tomoyo took it but instead of shaking it, Eriol bent down and kissed it softly, never taking his eyes of Tomoyo's violet ones. Some medieval knight, Tomoyo thought wryly.
He smiled brightly as he straightened up and waved a hand towards the way to their room "We'll go and talk in your room. It's more comfortable there" he said. And more safe, he thought as a man with a scar paused to look at them before going off on his duties.
"Eriol, what are you doing?" a cold voice entered into the conversation. She looked past Eriol to see a dark haired boy glaring at her. " Syaoran, one of our guests have woken up and I was just…" and instead of explaining further, he took Tomoyo's elbow in one hand and Syaoran's in the other and walked them to the room.
"Syaoran I found her roaming in the hallways. It's dangerous, you and I know it. But she doesn't. Be patient, sou ?" Eriol hissed. Syaoran just groaned and mumbled "Whatever."
When they had reached the room, Eriol closed the door behind them. Sakura who was staring at the oil lamp suddenly looked up. "Tomoyo you're okay. I thought that-" she stopped as she felt a surge of magic and looked behind her.
She saw Syaoran glaring at a wall. "Eeek!" she squeaked. Syaoran turned around and stared at her with those amber eyes. "What?" He asked, annoyed at how she'd disturbed his train of thoughts. "You…" she said quietly. "Huh?"
"I thought it was all a dream" she said now staring at Eriol. " Well, it's not. So tough" Syaoran replied folding his hands. "what's tough?" She asked. "We're as real as you are. We are not your imagination" Syaoran replied firmly.
There was silence in which Eriol decided to ask a question he had had in mind for quite some time now. "Sakura, do you possess…magic?" Eriol asked quietly but suddenly. "HOOOEEE?!?!" She yelped and at the same time Sayoran yelled almost desperately "ERIOL?!?!" They looked at eachother. "H-How do you know" Tomoyo asked for Sakura, who was still stuttering. "I sensed her aura while she was asleep." He replied. Suddenly Syaoran snapped his fingers. "Elemental magic, right?"
Sakura mutely nodded her head. "DAMN!" he yelled. "Damn?" Sakura repeated blankly. But before she knew it Syaoran had come close to her and was bending down to yell in her face. "But guess what Kinomoto, you'll never be as good as me. NEVER!" Sakura nodded to this also and despite himself, Syaoran sweatdropped.
"I knew it" Eriol said, smirking. "Know what? I don't like that look of yours, Eriol" Syaoran said turning to Eriol now. "Remember that lady you threw off board today. She had a very familiar aura… and I guessed that it was your-" "Mother" Syaoran finished. "Upto her no good match making projects again. Damn mother"
"you shouldn't say that to your mother" Sakura said shocked. "If you had one like mine, you'd know" he snarled. "But I don't have one" she said in a small voice. Syaoran looked dumbstruck and there was another uncomfortable silence.
"We'll leave it there Syaoran. Now, take a good rest, ladies and join us on deck when your ready…" Eriol passed them and went to the door before calling "Bid them leave nicely, Syaoran" he said.
Syaoran glared at him and then at the girls before saying "Hmmmppp" and sticking his nose in the air, he made his way out. Eriol followed him, shaking his head. "Who are these people?" Tomoyo asked amazed. "Dunno" Sakura replied. "but remind me to never get on the wrong side of Syaoran. He's scary…" and she shivered involuntarily.
Outside the door, Syaoran stood eavesdropping. Good, he thought, the girl was afraid of him. Now to put part two of his plan into action – get Kinomoto off his ship!
~*~*~**~*~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*
AFTER A COMPLETELY POINTLESS CHAPTER… PHEW! I NEEDED TO FILL IN THE PART OF YELAN SO I HAD TO MAKE THIS A CHAPTER. THAT'S ALL FOLKS I LL DO BETTER NEXT TIME.
Ps in the reply to one of the reviews I got, you could say I'm living in both Asia and Australia! ^.^
Well luv you guys. Ja matte
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~The cabin~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tomoyo woke up to the warmness surrounding her and a heavy object resting on her mid section. Trying to unscrew her tired eyes, she moved her head a little. Finding her hands, she used them to pry her eyes open. She saw the dim light of what probably was an oil lamp light up an unfamiliar wooden wall. Bending over slightly, she saw a pale arm resting on her stomach. It was Sakura, sleeping like a log. Tomoyo smiled to herself. Some things never change, she thought.
There was a creaking sound on the wooden boards as her vision tilted slightly. Huh? Then her logic took over her and soon the phenomenon was explained. We must be on a ship, she thought to herself. Feeling as if her tummy had lost its feeling, she gently moved Sakura's arm out of the way before sitting up straight to examine the room.
It was a small cabin. On one side, indeed, an old oil lamp was burning away with all its might on a fixed round table. The other wall boasted a few nautical instruments and an hourglass through which the sand fell with an eerie green color. The other walls were bare wooden boards nailed together.
The place they had been sleeping seemed to be a bed, a luxurious tiger fur quilt covering both of them. A chair was placed nearby as if someone had been seated there earlier.
Tomoyo swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up stretching her hands as far as they could go and yawned. Dropping both her hands, she noticed a door and headed towards it, only stopping to glance back at Sakura who was still asleep, before vanishing behind the closing door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Back to Touya and Yukito*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Something's awfully fishy here, Yuki" Touya said as he gazed out into the sea approvingly. "The moment Sakura and Tomoyo go overboard, the whole storm stops. This HAS to do something with…something with magic" he finished.
Yukito smiled sadly at his best friend. He had been raving thus for the last half an hour and he secretly feared that if he didn't stop soon, Touya would definitely go mad. Although the loss was more than both of them could bear, there was an air of certainty that the disappearance was only temporary.
Almost on queue, there was a strong burst of magic on the other side of the boat. Touya, not waiting for Yukito, stumbled blindly to the other side. As Yukito rushed to join him, he heard a distinct gasp.
A woman stood on board their boat, clutching a white fan to her chest. Her black hair was done up in a tight bun with what seemed to be two red chopsticks. She wore a traditional, silk chinese costume and had powdered and eyelined her eyes and face until it looked like it belonged to a zombie.
"Ano…" was the first brilliant comment that Touya mumbled but stopped when the woman raised her hand to silence him.
" I am Yelan Li. You are wondering why I am here? Well, your sister, Kinomoto-san, has been transported to the past by-"
" WHAT THE HECK DID YOU SAY?!? YOU TRANSPORTED MY SISTER TO THE PAST?!? HOW D'YOU KNOW WHO I AM? HOW CAN I TRUST YOU? WWHUU MUFF…" Touya burst out in an angry fit of anxiety and suspiciousness. His words were muffled as Yukito hurriedly placed a hand over his mouth but it didn't stop his lunatic actions.
"I am… beyond belief sorry for this unfortunate action. But it must take place! It is written in her destiny! It must take place! As for her well being… it depends on how my son looks after her-" "Your son?" Yukito asked slowly removing his hand for Touya's mouth. "Yes my son. He has…" Yelan looked pained. "he has lost his…human feelings, you may say. Your daughter and her friend might just be the ones to restore those lost feelings"
Touya gazed into the pleading eyes of the woman as she said "Please, she is Xiao Lang's only hope but I give you full authority over your decision"
Touya took a long while to think. Finally he scratched his head. "Well, if its in her destiny to do so… I guess. BUT THAT GAKI BETTER NOT TOUCH A HAIR ON MY SISTER'S HEAD OR HE'LL BE A FRIED DUCK!"
Yelan gave a tight little smile. "I thank you, Kinomoto-san. We shall meet again."
With that she seemed to jump off the side of the boat. "WHAT!?!?!" But instead of hearing the splash of water they expected to, they heard the soft cooing. Astonished, Yukito and Touya leaned over board to see a pure white dove silently cruising its way to the horizon.
"well, we better head home now, Toya" Yukito said, patting his friend's back. Touya just stood there transfixed as Yukito ambled off towards the control room.
"I will miss you kaijuu" Touya whispered as Yukito manned the rudder and set the boat in the direction of Yokohama…in the direction of home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Back to Tomoyo~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tomoyo rounded the first corner of the hallway where their room was located. The whole ship was dimly lit with oil lamps or other modes of primitive lighting and smelt like rotten seaweed. Suddenly a shadow walked her way. Half scared, she hid in a dark corner of the hallway where a few boxes were pilled untidily.
The sound of footsteps came closer and she shrunk into the shadows the best she could, turning her back to the nearing sound. The sound never paused but went straight down the other end of the hallway.
After a few minutes later, Tomoyo sighed and stood up. Turning around she saw a pale chin and the buttons of someone's shirt. Slowly she raised her eyes until they were in level with a pair of azure ones.
"You must be Tomoyo" he said, smiling softly. Tomoyo looked confused for a moment before muttering a soft "hai". Eriol's smile widened. "Your friend Sakura told us who you were. I'm Eriol Hiirogizawa, by the way. You can call me Eriol" he said extending a pale hand. Tomoyo took it but instead of shaking it, Eriol bent down and kissed it softly, never taking his eyes of Tomoyo's violet ones. Some medieval knight, Tomoyo thought wryly.
He smiled brightly as he straightened up and waved a hand towards the way to their room "We'll go and talk in your room. It's more comfortable there" he said. And more safe, he thought as a man with a scar paused to look at them before going off on his duties.
"Eriol, what are you doing?" a cold voice entered into the conversation. She looked past Eriol to see a dark haired boy glaring at her. " Syaoran, one of our guests have woken up and I was just…" and instead of explaining further, he took Tomoyo's elbow in one hand and Syaoran's in the other and walked them to the room.
"Syaoran I found her roaming in the hallways. It's dangerous, you and I know it. But she doesn't. Be patient, sou ?" Eriol hissed. Syaoran just groaned and mumbled "Whatever."
When they had reached the room, Eriol closed the door behind them. Sakura who was staring at the oil lamp suddenly looked up. "Tomoyo you're okay. I thought that-" she stopped as she felt a surge of magic and looked behind her.
She saw Syaoran glaring at a wall. "Eeek!" she squeaked. Syaoran turned around and stared at her with those amber eyes. "What?" He asked, annoyed at how she'd disturbed his train of thoughts. "You…" she said quietly. "Huh?"
"I thought it was all a dream" she said now staring at Eriol. " Well, it's not. So tough" Syaoran replied folding his hands. "what's tough?" She asked. "We're as real as you are. We are not your imagination" Syaoran replied firmly.
There was silence in which Eriol decided to ask a question he had had in mind for quite some time now. "Sakura, do you possess…magic?" Eriol asked quietly but suddenly. "HOOOEEE?!?!" She yelped and at the same time Sayoran yelled almost desperately "ERIOL?!?!" They looked at eachother. "H-How do you know" Tomoyo asked for Sakura, who was still stuttering. "I sensed her aura while she was asleep." He replied. Suddenly Syaoran snapped his fingers. "Elemental magic, right?"
Sakura mutely nodded her head. "DAMN!" he yelled. "Damn?" Sakura repeated blankly. But before she knew it Syaoran had come close to her and was bending down to yell in her face. "But guess what Kinomoto, you'll never be as good as me. NEVER!" Sakura nodded to this also and despite himself, Syaoran sweatdropped.
"I knew it" Eriol said, smirking. "Know what? I don't like that look of yours, Eriol" Syaoran said turning to Eriol now. "Remember that lady you threw off board today. She had a very familiar aura… and I guessed that it was your-" "Mother" Syaoran finished. "Upto her no good match making projects again. Damn mother"
"you shouldn't say that to your mother" Sakura said shocked. "If you had one like mine, you'd know" he snarled. "But I don't have one" she said in a small voice. Syaoran looked dumbstruck and there was another uncomfortable silence.
"We'll leave it there Syaoran. Now, take a good rest, ladies and join us on deck when your ready…" Eriol passed them and went to the door before calling "Bid them leave nicely, Syaoran" he said.
Syaoran glared at him and then at the girls before saying "Hmmmppp" and sticking his nose in the air, he made his way out. Eriol followed him, shaking his head. "Who are these people?" Tomoyo asked amazed. "Dunno" Sakura replied. "but remind me to never get on the wrong side of Syaoran. He's scary…" and she shivered involuntarily.
Outside the door, Syaoran stood eavesdropping. Good, he thought, the girl was afraid of him. Now to put part two of his plan into action – get Kinomoto off his ship!
~*~*~**~*~*~*~**~*~*~**~*~*
AFTER A COMPLETELY POINTLESS CHAPTER… PHEW! I NEEDED TO FILL IN THE PART OF YELAN SO I HAD TO MAKE THIS A CHAPTER. THAT'S ALL FOLKS I LL DO BETTER NEXT TIME.
Ps in the reply to one of the reviews I got, you could say I'm living in both Asia and Australia! ^.^
Well luv you guys. Ja matte