Lover's pride
Author's note: x.X;; Can u believe it.. I made 3 versions of this chapter alone...I really have gone kraziee noee... anyways, I finally starting it... hehehe this chapter [the real one] so I hope u like it!! .6 I thought of keeping it simple... so hopefully it would be more interesting to follow.. :p
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura in owned by Clamp, I just borrowed the characters. N Ouh yea.. I also borrowed some names from Detective Conan... sorrie dudets... It seemed that I am not as I am seemed...hehe :p
Chapter 3
Our secret [pt 1]
The voices of the young echoed through the streets near the Kinomoto residence. A loud yelp shattered the silence of that morning. Sakura eyes were narrowed in shock as she spontaneously gets out of her bed, moving closer to the man standing in front of her. She pinches his cheeks just to make sure of the person, stoking his hair and wiggles his nose, creating different amusing images of the azure boy. Kero just stared at her odd behaviour, sweat drops; not knowing what to do, whilst Tomoyo giggled away with her infamous evil laugh.
"Hohoho... Sakura-chan Kawaiiii..." She claimed, positioning her camera into her hands.
"Sakura... yes.. I get it.." Eriol exclaimed, pushing her hands away from his cheeks, rubbing it afterwards.
"Hoe-e... gomen-nasai!! Eriol-kun!!" Sakura apologised with a smile. "What are you doing here??? Anyhow..." she continued, sitting herself down on her bed.
"Well...I need to tell you something...." He said with a sudden change of voice.
"Matte... Sakura-chan, what time is it??? I need to adjust the time on my camera... it's new!!" Tomoyo said, fiddling her finders on the buttons.
"Hayaann...erk...sure it's..." Sakura sweat drops as she searches for the time. Eriol was smiling sheepishly to both of the ignorant girls. Kero frowned at his smile, putting a concern expression on his furry yellow coat. Eriol stared back at him, but with a much-relaxed expression, which in return caused Kero to frown even more.
"ahhh... I'm LATE!!" Sakura finally screamed from behind them, breaking their concentration.
She quickly ran towards her drawer, in search of her uniform. Her clothes flew everywhere in her room- on the bed, the floor even on top of Eriol, who sighed in defeat. Her undergarments were stuck onto his hair, causing Tomoyo and Kero to laugh hysterically at the man. Kero pointed and rolled himself onto the floor, crunching his painfully flabby stomach.
"WaHahaahha... that's a good look for you . . ." Kero laughed on the floor.
"No time for talking... late...late..." Sakura said in exhaustion, pulling her uniform to her bed.
"Wow... that's a surprise..." Kero replied sarcastically, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"ha... ha very funny, Kero." Sakura emphasised, pushing her head out of her pyjamas, revealing her naked skin from underneath. Eriol just watches her half-naked from the corner of the room.
"erk. . .wooo..." Eriol released softly, as blood starts pouring out of his nose. o I couldn't resist o
"...hehe ... maybe you should stand outside for while..." Tomoyo giggled, pushing the nose bleeding Eriol, outside the room.
"No... it's okay.. I can- damn" Eriol explained, just as the door was slammed right in front of his face.
The young man sighed in this attempt and slumps his back in failure as he slowly walks down the stairs, looking down at the clean, well-vacuumed carpet; he was staring at it in thought. Maybe this wasn't as convenient as I expected... but how much more time, can I delay?? He thought, stopping himself in the middle of staircase. He looked down and wondered some more, revealing a very serious and depressing expression. Maybe... I can... No...but I must... no...but Maybe.. NO!!! He muttered to himself, shaking his head as he does so, not realising that he was followed.
"What are you doing here???" A voice mumbled behind him. "There must a reason... why??? Will Sakura-chan be all rite???" He continued with a much bitter tone.
"Well Kero-chan ... like I always say... expect the unexpected..."
"And what is that supposed to mean!!" Kero snapped into a fierce tone.
"...I don't know... " Eriol answered coolly, still looking at the floor.
"Don't lie... I know, you know...." Kero assumed. He always had believed in the words of the Clow- 'There's no such thing as coincident, only inevitable'. So for an awkward moment, they stayed silence, until a bang pushed them away from each other....
"Ahhh... No more time...let's go!!!" Burst Sakura from her room, grabbing Tomoyo outside of her door. Eriol turned in surprise as he heard the loud noise, but before he could do anything, Sakura had already grabbed his hands as well, pulling him down the stairs. Shocked, Kero stood still on the top of the stairs, but was pushed and flung back straight into the room and into the Video player, where images of his appeared onto the T.V. screen. The others just followed Sakura as she led them out of the house
"SA-KU-RAAAA" They moaned a loud, to the unstoppable Sakura.
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So during that morning, they ran and ran down the streets of Tomoeda, trying to catch up with the time that has just passed and follow the step and flow of time's river. Through that river, Aeroplanes flew steadily across the sky and arriving itself towards its destination, where lover's meet and families re-unite. A young man was staring outside the glass wall, observing the aeroplanes departing and arriving in the airport, located in Hong Kong. He raised his hands towards the clear glass window, touching and feeling the coldness of the glass. Shoalan admired the structure of the planes, but suddenly, two people caught his eye- a woman and a small boy. The boy was hiding his face inside the woman's skirt, whilst the woman patted his head lovingly. She grabs the boy lightly away from her skirt and bends down to reveal his wet face.
Hmm. . . .Too bad not all people are that lucky Shoalan thought, imagining himself as the young boy and the woman as her mother.
"Xioulang. . . ." Cried his mother snapping him back to reality.
Shoalan closed his eyes and sighed, but didn't answer the call, as he thought of it as his imagination. He had many dreams for the past years and it was difficult sometimes to determine of reality and fantasy. The dreams were mostly of his cherished cherry blossoms, but occasionally of his mother and their relationship. Though they never showed much affection to each other, he always feared of disappointing her. Deep down, he knew of his mother's expectations, even though he denied it for many years, but now his quest is greater than of himself. He took out a block of something into his palm, like a rectangular thin box. He tried to remember back to that woman.... That voice...
"You must protect the Mistress... with this memory card... it is the only hope..." A woman voice echoed from his subconscious.
"But... this is a just a memory card... a game card... a gaming storage system..." He said, looking back and forth from the card to the woman.
"No...it's a memory card..." The woman stated, gritting her teeth.
"Yea... a Playstation memory card!!!" Shoalan yelped, pointing his finger at the card.
"Gosh... just take the doo-hickie!!! It's not my fault, the writer's crap and weird!!" The woman screamed, moving her hands around her.
"Fine... but what good can THIS do??" Shoalan questioned.
"Argh..." The woman rolled her eyes, reading the paper on her lap. "hmm.. blah blah blah... the secret will unfold itself...what is this??? An action adventure???"
"Actually it is..." He replied.
"Really???" The woman asked, turning her sight to Shoalan, who nodded to the question. "ouh... heh...figures..." She smiled awkwardly and vanishes into a thick fog.
"Matte... wait..."
His voice was drowned into the subconscious of his own mind, where the woman vanished from both sight and hearing. His grimace was depressing yet frightening as he unzips his bag to place the memory card on the side pocket. The bruises from his last training still affected him slightly, so with a clench of his fist, his wrist pains stopped with a crack. This was merely a tingle of what he felt inside. Then a faint feeling of distrust controls him again, as his phone vibrated from his side pocket. He picks it up and realised that it was just Meilin on the other line.
"Hello, Meilin, what up???" He asked casually.
"Don't what up, me!!! Why didn't tell me you were going to Japan??" She screamed loudly from the phone. So loud, Shoalan backed his ears away from the handle.
"I told you didn't, I?? Yesterday??? Duh..." He said, patronisingly.
"Yea... but I thought you were just kidding...Duh..."
"Well... I'm not... and I'll be leaving soon... real... soon..." He proclaimed.
"Fine... but if you see her again... please don't blow it!! Okay??? Remember XXX"
Her voice stopped there, where she hung up the phone and with a beep, the call ended. Shoalan bit his lower lips, repeating that line again and again in his thought. He knew who Meilin was talking about and he knew that it would never happen because he can never 'blow it' if he never made a balloon. So with his pride on his side, he glimpse back to his phone, pressing the buttons towards a blank screen, where he typed words into the screen. From one letter to another and another, he kept pressing the keypad on his phone, so before he realised it, a whole paragraph was typed, just for that Cherry blossom.
Hey, Kinomoto-san, it's me... I just wanna wish u good luck in dat competition u told me in ur previous text and am sorry 4 not replying 4 so long...I had a few errands 2 run. So is ur bf feelin betta now?? I heard he created a new gaming hardware, dat allows u to play a game virtually...so u wud actually feel like ur in da game... he was all over the news!! What was it again??? Anyways, Meilin asked me to put this thing on text...XXX... whatever dat supposed 2 mean...n by da way, I'm coming to Tomoeda soon... hope 2 see u n ur bf dere!! N tell that stuffed animal that I'm coming as well okay??
"Xioulang..." Her mother called him again, just as he was about to hit the okay button.
"What is it, ma???" Shoalan rolled his eyes in irritation, closing his eyes tightly as he waited for a demand.
". . ." Nothing.
He, who waited in silence, grunts slightly as he thought he was ignored, but he wasn't. His mom was behind him, surrounded by his sisters, who all cried. He couldn't believe what he is seeing. All my Sisters are crying??...but Shoalan sighed, as he saw the face of his calm mother, who looked at him in grim. Defiant of her glare, Shoalan glared back at her. His eyebrows scrunching each other down his forehead. His mother looked beautiful as she usual does, with her thick coat of white powder covering her face and some make up for the eyelashes and eyelids. Shoalan face dropped in defeat as her sisters' cry grew louder.
"Ma... please tell them to stop..." Shoalan begged, looking at his feet. Yelan nodded in agreement and closed her eyes, gracefully raising her hands towards them; indicating them to stop. Subsequently they did and remained quiet for the next few moments. Shoalan lift his head up again to face his mother, who was opening her eyes to the silence. Her mouth opened to a soft voice...
"You know that I do not allow you to continue... and you also know of the fact that you life will also be vulnerable to this ...yet you're still determine" Yelan stated, looking up to her tall son.
"Yes... I am... and I understand your concern... all of you... but there are much greater issues..." Shoalan answered, moving his eyes from one person to another.
"Far... greater than your family??" She asked.
"No, ma... but much greater than our Clan..." He replied softly.
"I see... well then you...better get going..." She smiled as the announcer, announced the final call for his departure.
"Thank you, ma!!!! I hope I'll see you again" Shoalan bowed to his mother and ran onto the gateway. Yelan stood there with pride as his pulled his wheeled bag on the floor.
The wheels created an annoying noise in his head, as Shoalan pulled it, but suddenly the noise stops just as he reached the gateway. Yelan froze, and looked oddly at his son's back, which stopped moving. Subsequently, Shoalan turns around to face his mother and ran straight into her arms, hugging her tightly with every last strain of love that he had bottled up inside of him.
Nevertheless, His plane departed right on schedule, carrying him towards Tomoeda airport, where Sakura lies. A strong disturbance distracted Sakura all through the day, but other than that, the day somehow turned out as usual even with the arrival of Eriol; from the lessons and the people, which she met, especially Takashi who had always enlightened her with his stories. Eriol joked with them just as they did before, when they all met. It was as though he was never parted. So as lunchtime came, Eriol and Takashi ran off to find some food, whilst Sakura ate together with Rika, Naoko, and Tomoyo, outside the school buildings, where the sun shun the brightest and the students screamed the loudest.
"Naoko-chan... here...have some more..." Rika exclaimed, handing her some white chocolate biscuits.
"Rika-chan... no thanks, I'm already full from your last bunch... maybe later..." She moaned, rubbing her stomach.
"I know, Rika-chan... What's with the sudden cooking obsession??" Sakura asked.
"Hohohoho... don't you guys know... Rika-chan has a new crush..." Tomoyo replied, with her usual cute laughter.
"Really?? So who is it?? It's not Kogoro-sama is it??" Naoko asked as her eyes puckered together.
"No... silly... it's..." She pointed towards a blonde-haired boy, who was lying on the fresh grass, near the giant tree. He had a lighten piece of cigarette in between his right fingers. The boy's eyes were closed as he slowly sucked and blew the puffs of dark clouds, from the edges of his mouth. "So... what do you guys think?? Isn't he just dreamy..." Rika shrieked with her hands clapping each other. Naoko chuckled slightly, not realising her seriousness, until a glare was delivered from the corner of her friends' eyes.
"ouh.. you mean you're serious??:"
"erm... yes..." Rika snapped with a touch of irony in her voice.
"ouh... well, he's bad... I mean not as in bad, bad... you know... bad as in good- bad..." Naoko explained, nervously, moving her hands around her.
"Sure..." Rika nodded, giggling underneath her glare. "Anyways... I better get going... I promised Isogomi-kun that I'll meet him at the rooftop..." Rika continued, blushing.
"But... he's just over there... why don't you just go over there..." Sakura suggested.
"Yea... I could do that ... or more if I go to the rooftop..." Rika said, winking her left eyes as she moved into the school; leaving the others to 'ooouh' in excitement. Then a loud musical sound shattered their laughter. The music had a catchy beat to it as Sakura opened her phone. On the screen popped a txt message from her dearest 'wolf'. Sakura smiled widely as she saw the sender of the text, but before she could open it Tomoyo and Naoko had already tried to snatch it from her hand.
"Come on Sakura-chan... we wanna see it as well!!" They complained, stretching their hands to the phone as Sakura tried to pull herself away from them.
"No... it's sacred..." Sakura giggled, twirling dramatically with the phone on her chest.
Then Takashi and Eriol arrived from inside the building, both of them screaming happily, side by side. Sakura just greeted them with laughter, until Sakura realised of another boy behind them, standing there on the steps. He was restless as he repeatedly glanced on his watch, waiting for someone to come. He had messy black hair, which was dyed with a baby blue coloured strikes. His blue eyes neatly blended with his mysterious image, which is reflected through his messy style of clothing. The boy glanced left and right, then finally at Sakura, whose cheeks were turning red, as the boy smiled towards her, shouting 'Sakura-chan' from across the schoolyard.
Sakura admired the way his hair swayed with the breeze of the wind and how his eyes can give that heart-warming glimpse, which always made her tingle and also how much he reminded her of that moment. When Shoalan first called her by her first name, during the elevator trap. Her heart jumped as she hears her name called again, she imagined a pair of wide brown eyes, staring in front of her, gazing at her with his chestnut hair and his warm, cuddling smile.
"Shoalan-kun..." She whispered.
"Shoalan-kun?? Wasn't that your ex-boyfriend??" The boy said flatly with one of his eyebrows raised.
"Hoe-e... Devedi-san, what are you doing here??" Sakura suddenly asked.
"I was about to ask you the same question, but it seems like I already know the answer..." He retorted coldly. "It's lunchtime... we were supposed to meet at the rooftop, remember?? Thank god Rika was there..." Devedi claimed with a sigh.
"Look... I'm sorry Devedi-san... I'm sorry... I just forgot, I d-didn't m-mean t- to..." Sakura stuttered.
"Then, why are you stuttering???" Devedi screamed in anger.
"Devedi-san... I said I was sorry..."
"Well... its not good enough... I'll see you tomorrow Sakura-chan..." Devedi stated, leaving the confused Sakura staring at the disappearing shadows of the young man.
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The day soon turned colder and the gale blew louder than ever, hitting the trees furious against its mighty flow of air and gust. The broken branches and fallen leaves, danced through the rhythm of the wind like it had a life of its own. The torn young auburn-haired girl dragged herself down the empty as dust crawled around her and into her emerald eyes. She leaned onto a wall with her eyes tightly. Tears were jerking from the corner of her eyes, as she tried to rub the dust away from her eyes, but just as she continues, another girl grabs her skinny hands and blew her breath into her eyes.
"There... is that better??" A gentle voice questioned.
"Arigatou, Tomoyo-chan..." Sakura thanked, drying her wet eyes with her hands.
"It's doesn't matter, Sakura-chan... I'm just glad you're okay...and happy..." Tomoyo replied, smilling. "You are happy, aren't you???" She asked again, with a fading smile as she noticed the gloomy expression of her best friend's face.
"I don't know... I'm confused, Tomoyo-chan...I- I miss Shoalan..." She finally let out with a sigh.
"But... I thought..."
"I know... I'm sorry about what I said the other day... I- I don't know what to think anymore... I feel like..."
"Like what??" Tomoyo asked, reaching for her shoulder.
"A traitor... I- I want to talk to him, Tomoyo-chan... but I can't... I just can't..." She sobbed, landing her head onto her friend's shoulder, who chuckled.
"What do you mean, you can't ...of course... you-"
"No I can't!!" Sakura barked. "I just can't because... I just know that some else will get hurt... and I don't want that because I know how it feels..." She sobbed even louder, muttering the rest of her words in a burbled line.
Tomoyo patted her friend's shoulder, in reassurance. Calmly, caressing her back to release the stress of her pain. Sakura-chan has a big heart... that is why...you never think of yourself... you think of others... Tomoyo thought, closing her eyes tightly as she consistently stroked his friend's back, letting her cry on her shoulders. She took a deep breath and wipes Sakura's tears with her hands and said...
"Hey... what do you say... you come over my house?? Just for tonight??" Tomoyo commenced.
"Demo... there's something I need to tell you.. Tomoyo-chan!!!" Sakura cried.
"What is it???"
Author's Note: Bwahahahahah...Sakura and Shoalan had been secretly been sending text messages to each other!!! Did I forgot to mention that before?? No... wahahaha... I did that on purpose!!! U know why??? Cause... sob sob I forgot my own ploooot... waaaaaaaaaaaa...sob sob poor me.. had to do it all over again... and it's better now :p anyways, love ya peeps bye!!!
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