With Everything I Have
Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptors or Cardcaptor Sakura or any characters in this story. Should I come up with a name not used in the series, it's probably my friend's friends' names. The songs I use are also not mine. In this chapter, they are copyrighted to Jay Chou.
Chapter 1: Return to the Past
Clothes, clothes, clothes…they were strewn about a dimly lit room as a young boy, at the age of 19, darted back and forth picking up objects of clothing and things of sentimental value. The room was rather large, and was divided into three parts. One would encounter the first part when he first walked into the room. It was the actual sleeping area and bedroom, off to the right was a doorway that led to a study and to the left was a door leading to the restroom.
In the center of the bedroom was a large bed that had suitcases and luggage lined up upon it, a total of three of them. One and half of the three were filled and there wasn't much time to spare. The amber eyed boy cursed under his breath and he scuttled about trying to grab everything before his flight was to leave.
"I told you to pack last night so that you could wake up and go…but nooooo…that's not what the mighty Syaoran wanted to do. Instead, he insisted that he could pack in the morning and be ready to go two hours before the flight." Came a mocking voice. The boy turned to glare at the boy standing by the door.
"Shut up, Eriol! If you're going to stand there and mock me, help me pack!" Syaoran said in a frustrated tone. He hadn't even changed from his forest green pajamas yet. His cousin, Eriol, stood there in all his smirking glory, dressed in off white (not quite khaki) shorts that went just past his knees, a fitted ribbed sleeveless white shirt, and an open blue button down shirt over it.
"I actually find it quite amusing that you, the normally punctual one, is running around his room with clothes all over the place, trying to change and pack at the same time. Which, by the way, isn't working." Eriol mused and pointed at Syaoran's lack of coordination. By this time, Syaoran was getting rather frustrated with his tardiness. He grabbed the nearest piece of clothing and threw it at his dear cousin, hitting him in the chest. "Fine! Fine! I'll help you pack! No need to be so hostile." Eriol said as he walked towards the mess with the piece of clothing, a sock, in his hand. He made sure to place the sock on Syaoran's head before he actually helped.
With the help of Eriol, Syaoran managed to finish his packing within the next 15 minutes and sent them with Wei, Syaoran's caretaker, to take to the airport for loading. However, there was one slight problem.
"Hey, Syaoran." Eriol chimed.
"Yeah?" Responded Syaoran with a toothbrush in his mouth.
Eriol glanced around the now clean room and grinned. "Your lack of coordination this morning really does amuse me. So, I must ask…What are you going to wear now that you've packed up all your clothes and sent them on their way to the airport?"
Syaoran paused mid-toothbrushing and looked down at what he was wearing. "Oh crap!" he shouted and ran out after Wei with a toothbrush and foaming toothpaste in his mouth.
…So, after causing quite the ruckus that morning and embarrassing himself in front of many, many people…Syaoran finally got his clothes and changed into them. Syaoran had about half an hour before he had to leave to the airport, and he used that time to relax after his hectic morning.
Syaoran plopped down onto a plush couch that sat at the end of his bed. He threw his head back and let it rest against the backing of the forest green couch. "Ugh…" He groaned.
Eriol was all smiles as he began to prod and irritate his cousin. "You know, Syaoran, today's the day we're finally going back to Japan. Aren't you even in the least bit excited?"
Syaoran closed his eyes and began to remember about his past in Japan. He was silent as he remembered the girl he had fallen in love with. Eriol seemed to take notice of this and smiled more. The two weren't returning to Japan so that Syaoran could chase a girl around Japan, they were going back for their studies. They would be entering college in Tokyo and would be residing in Japan until who knows when.
Eriol walked over to the radio positioned on Syaoran's now empty dresser and looked at a picture that was left there. It was a picture of Syaoran, Sakura, Tomoyo, and Eriol in a cabin, by a fireplace, during a winter retreat. Eriol took a quick glance at Syaoran and noticed that he was looking at the picture from where he was sitting. It was a past that neither of them could or wanted to forget. Eriol returned the picture to its place and walked to the door.
"See you in about 20 minutes downstairs." Eriol said as he left the room. He could only hope that the life they had both left behind would still be there when they returned. Eriol left the room and headed downstairs to grab some snacks before leaving.
Syaoran had his hand on his forehead as he rested his head against the plush backing of the couch. "Sakura…I'm coming back…after all these years…" he thought. He let his hand slip from his forehead and it hit a remote controller that sitting half on an end table, and half on the couch. He looked at it and pointed it at the radio and turned it on. A slow guitar intro began to play…and he listened…and it made him think of the girl he left behind.
Yi zhan huang huang jiu jiu de deng
Shi jian zai pang men bu keng sheng
Ji mo xia shou hao wu fen cun
Bu dong de qing zhou zhi fen
Chen mo zhi cheng yue guo mo sheng
Jing jin kan zhe ling chen huang hun
Ni de shen ying
Shi qu ping heng man man xia chen
(A dimly lit old candle,
Time passes by quickly without a word.
Loneliness strikes without consideration,
Without differentiating between good and bad.
Silence assists in the passing of unfamiliarity,
Quietly watching the beginning of dawn.
Your shadow slowly loses its balance…
Sinking into the ground.)
Hei an yi zai kong zhong pan yuan
Gai wang na wo kan bu jian
Ye xu ai zai meng de ling yi duan
Wu fa cun hua zia shen shi de kong jian
(Darkness is hovering in the air,
I can no longer find my way.
Maybe love is on the other side of the dream,
Because it is hard to survive in this reality.)
Xiang hui dao guo qu
Shi zhe bao ni zai huai li
Xiu qie de lian dai you di dian zhi qi
Xiang kan ni kan de shi jie
Xiang zai ni meng de hua mian
Zhiyao kao zai yi qi jiu neng gan jue tian mi
Xiang hui dao guo qu
Shi zhe rang gu shi ji xu
Zhi shao bu zai rang ni li wo er qu
Fen san shi jian de Zhu yi
She ci hui bao de geng jin
Zhe yang wan liu bu shi kai lai bu lai de ji
Xiang hui dao guo qu
(Wishing to return to the past,
To hold you once more in my arms.
Wishing to see your world,
To appear in your dreams.
As long as we're together
Happiness can be felt.
Wishing to return to the past,
To let our story continue.
At least I would not let you leave my side anymore.
I would distract time so that I could hold you
I do not know if I could make you go back in time
Wishing to return to the past…)
Si xu bu duan zu dang she hui yi bo fang
Mang mu de zhui sux ren ran kong kong dang dang
Hui meng meng de ye wan shui yi you bu shi dao dao na qu
Yi zhuan shen gu dan yi tang zai shen pang
(My thoughts keep distracting my memories
The blind search remained as empty and uncertain as ever
The misty night caused my sleeplessness
When I turned around, loneliness was already at my side.)
Xiang hui dao guo qu
Shi zhe bao ni zai huai li
Xiu qie de lian dai you di dian zhi qi
Xiang kan ni kan de shi jie
Xiang zai ni meng de hua mian
Zhiyao kao zai yi qi jiu neng gan jue tian mi
Xiang hui dao guo qu
Shi zhe rang gu shi ji xu
Zhi shao bu zai rang ni li wo er qu
Fen san shi jian de zhu yi
Zhe ci hui bao de geng jin
Zhe yang wan liu bu shi kai lai bu lai de ji
Xiang hui dao guo qu
(Wishing to return to the past,
To hold you once more in my arms.
Wishing to see your world,
To appear in your dreams.
As long as we're together
Happiness can be felt.
Wishing to return to the past,
To let our story continue.
At least I would not let you leave my side anymore.
I would distract time so that I could hold you
I do not know if I could make you go back in time
Wishing to return to the past…)
Chen mo zhi cheng yue go mo sheng
Jing jing kan zhe ling chen huang hun
Ni de shen ying
Shi qu ping heng
Man man xia chen
Xiang hui dao guo qu
(Silence assists in the passing of unfamiliarity,
Quietly watching the beginning of dawn.
Your shadow slowly loses its balance…
Sinking into the ground.)
The song ended and Syaoran turned off the radio, placing his head back in its original position. He really did miss her, even though he didn't show it. "I wonder how she's doing…what she's doing now…?"
He began to wallow in his thoughts until a knocking came to his door. "Xiao Lang! It's time to go now!" It was his mother. Syaoran got up and took one last look at his room, one last look at the picture, and left his room.
Eriol was at the main gate waiting for him by the huge limousine that was to take them to the airport. His mother, Yelan, bid her son goodbye and watched as they left the mansion property. The ride to the airport was a quiet one, and there were enough mixed feelings coming from Syaoran to make up for the world. The limousine came to a stop in a private hangar where the Li Family's jet waited for Syaoran and Eriol. Eriol looked out the window and saw the crewman loading their luggage, as well as the pilot and some other crewmen waiting by the step leading to the plane's entrance.
Eriol quickly got out of the limousine and looked in at his cousin, still sitting there, stubborn as ever.
"You know Syaoran, we can't exactly miss our flight, but I do believe that the crewmen would like to be able to fly back here and go home when we've reached our destination."
Syaoran just glared at Eriol. It was quite the effort, but Syaoran managed to get himself out and walk to the jet, one step at a time. Hong Kong had been his home for the last seven years and in that time, he adjusted and was quite comfortable with his life there…and now he was jetting off to Japan, to restart the life he used to have. It was a task to be dealt with.
With time, Syaoran managed to reach the steps. He greeted the crewmen and the pilot with great sincerity, and he boarded the plane. About 15 minutes after he was seated, the plane was ready to take off. The plane took off, and Syaoran took a final glimpse at Hong Kong, for he knew he would not be seeing it for a while.
All the while, in his mind, a few words rang through his head. "Xiang hui dao guo qu…shi zhe rang gu shi ji xu…zhi shao bu zai rang ni li wo er qu…fen san shi jian de zhu yi…zhe ci hui bao de geng jin…zhe yang wan liu bu shi kai lai bu lai de ji…xiang hui dao guo qu…( Wishing to return to the past..to let our story continue…at least I would not let you leave my side anymore…I would distract time so that I could hold you…I do not know if I could make you go back in time…wishing to return to the past…)"
With that he dozed off.
A/N: Well, hello! J Most of you would not know who I am. I am not new, but I am not old. Well, kind of. I went by "LiLsTaRoFdEsTiNy," once upon a time. This is basically a rewrite of "Falling in Love Again." I've changed everything, but kept the central theme. If any of you are wondering about the song, which I'm sure you're not, it's a song that is sung by "Jay Chou" or "Zhou Jie Lun." He's a very popular singer in Asia. This song is called "Return to the Past" or "Hui Dao Guo Qu". The lyrics are from this site called "Zhou Dojo", and so is the translation. I might have tweaked it here and there a little and made a few typos, but overall, I'm sure it's fine. I hope that you've enjoyed this! :D Leave me a dear sweet message by hitting that button right there in the bottom left corner! I'll write more with more reviews. :P
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