Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except the plot. CCS is owned by Clamp.
Special thanks to:
CursedMoon for being the first to review on the first chapter (prologue) of my first fanfic! =)
AND
Cynthetic for being my beta-reader! (look her up, she is a good harry potter fanfic writer! =P)
Beneath the Rain
By: xbroken.wings
Chapter One- The Denial
Coming out of the shower with a dark forest green towel wrapped around his waist revealing his built upper body and wet messy chestnut hair with bangs dangling in front of his amber eyes Syaoran Li let out a sigh. The sight and graceful movements of the rain dancer remained fresh on his mind. "Who is she?" Syaoran whispered to himself while standing on his balcony and looking at the spot where she danced beneath the rain last
night. "Baka," he scolded himself. "There is no rain dancer! It didn't even rain last night!" he exclaimed and added softly, "It was a dream... look around you, does it look like it rained last night?" After talking to himself he shook his head lightly and let out a quiet chuckle making his way to his big walk-in closet.
What he said was completely true. It very much did not look like it rained last night or in the past few days for that matter. There were no puddles in sight and the pavement appears to be completely dry. After picking out a midnight blue business suit, a white dress shirt, and a red tie Syaoran Li went into the private bathroom in his room to change. Emerging moments after he began making his way to the door with a calm and collected expression plastered on his face. However, he suddenly caught sight of a pair of binoculars on his bedside table. A look of recognition and shock flashed across his face only to be replaced by that calm and collected look as quick as it came. Recognizing the pair of binoculars as the pair he used in the dream he ran towards it and threw it in the trash bin. Anger and confusion was clearly written on his face. "Argh," he growled clutching his head in pain as he dropped to the floor on his knees. His head continued to throb, as flashes of his so-called dream played in his mind, funny how she, the rain dancer, who supposedly did not exist could torture him so.
"Get a hold of yourself! It's all a dream, there's nothing surprising with seeing a pair of binoculars you own in your room. You probably left it on the table sometime ago." he told himself and chuckled before softly adding, "Rain dancer... it's all too surreal..." Slowly he got up and made his way down to breakfast and once again the calm and collected face replaced the earlier one.
To be continued....
A/N: Thanks to:
sweet-captor
twilight-star1
faraa
LooLoopants
AND
CursedMoon
For reviewing! =)
Sorry that this chapter is so short. Next chapter will be longer for sure! Once again, the same rule applies. At least five reviews before update.
