Disclaimer: This author does not in any way own or claim to own Card Captor Sakura, which is an idea attributed solely to CLAMP
Dedication: Leaf, for along with Brenda, you encouraged me to show the world my writings. Hope you get to read my fics when you find the time. ^^
Beyond All Words
Chapter 2
hitokiri_tomoe
Syaoran walked Meilin to her room. When they got there, Meilin was about to close the door without even bothering to speak when Syaoran held her wrist and forced her to look at him.
"Are you alright?" he asked in the most gentle tone he'd used with her that afternoon.
Meilin managed a weak smile and nodded. "Daijoubo. Matane, Syaoran-kun."
She closed the door, leaving Syaoran in front of the door, feeling guilty. He sighed as he turned away and walked down the hallway.
His feeling of guilt increased when he heard the sad, strange yet familiar music from the piano room in his head.
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The bell rang, signaling that it was time to go. The school was immediately filled with the loud chatter of young people. Tanako Kyoichi was on his way out when he noticed that his best bud was not with him. He turned around to see the guy still seated on his chair, his book open infront of him but his mind apparently somewhere else.
"Syaoran? Syaoran-kun?"
No answer.
He stealthily approached Syaoran's chair and put his face near his friend's ear. Then, without warning, he suddenly shouted, "SYAORAN!!!!"
Syaoran let out a very very surprised yell and nearly toppled off his chair. Kyoichi was laughing so hard he collapsed on the floor. Syaoran stood up and fixed his things with a slight frown.
"Very funny." He then pulled up the still laughing Kyoichi.
"Man, you should've seen your face!!!" Kyoichi laughed some more until his face turned all red, and he had trouble breathing. Syaoran walked out of the room, pretending that none of this happened.
"Hey, wait!" Kyoichi called as he ran after him.
"What's wrong with you? You seem to be several hundreds of light years away!" he said when he caught up with the preoccupied Li Syaoran.
"Hmm?"
"I said--"
"I heard you."
"So what is it? Meilin trouble again?"
"Hai, Iie… partly."
Kyoichi laughed good naturedly. "So, what's the other part? Or is it a who?"
Syaoran hesitated. "The other part's this music."
"Music?" Kyoichi said with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Yeah, this music. I dreamed of it last night. I keep hearing it playing in my head. It's a sweet yet sad sound. Kind of someone who plays when he mourns about someone who left… I heard it played by a girl yesterday--"
"Aha!" Kyoichi's face was exultant.
"Aha what?" Syaoran raised an eyebrow.
"So it's a girl!" Syaoran sweatdropped and turned a bit red.
"N-no!!!! It's not a girl, I told you, it's the music!!!" Syaoran stuttered, and Kyoichi just chuckled mischievously.
"C'mon, buddy, I've known you too long. Eight months, to be exact. Believe me, it's the girl, and speaking of girls,"
They rounded a corner, and there talking with a bunch of girls, was Daidouji Tomoyo. She saw the two guys and waved. She smiled at Kyoichi.
"Don't you have a date with Tomoyo-chan, Kyoichi?" Syaoran said, peering at Kyoichi's stupidly grinning face, and just wanting to get rid of him so he could think.
Kyoichi shook himself and beamed at him. "Now that you mention it, I did have that kind of arrangement with her. Matane."
He strode purposefully towards Tomoyo. Syaoran shook his head with a slight grin on his face. Kyoichi may act stupid someti—most of the time, Syaoran quickly amended, but sure was a great person to have around. And as for Tomoyo, he had never really been close to her. She came to the school two weeks after Kyoichi.
'Strange coincidence.' Syaoran shook his head to clear those thought away. He passed the corridor near the music hall. He stopped near the hallway, hoping to hear something. He wasn't disappointed. Like a dream, the same sad melody floated out of the hall. Without thinking, Syaoran quickened his pace towards the piano room. He came to the door, turned the knob, and strode in, as if he had every right to be there. But when he did get in, he just stood there, still thinking about what he has done. The piano player heard the door open and close and she stopped playing. She turned her head and offered a shy smile to the intruder.
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A female chuckled amusedly.
"Let me guess, you planned this." A male said.
The female chuckled some more. "Yeah. Clever, isn't it?"
The male sighed. "I just hope it works…"
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To be continued...