Sai-chan: Just a little warning, this chappie will be way too serious and let's just say… angsty… I tried to make it as light as possible. This is quite the continuation of the first chapter…To get the feel of this chappie, read this while listening to Somewhere over the Rainbow midi – music box or glockenspiel version.
Disclaimer: I own no CCS. I also do not own Somewhere over the Rainbow. Period, okay?
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
And way above the chimney tops
Is where you'll find me, and
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
And way above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me, and
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
If happy little blue birds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, or why, can't i?
-Somewhere over the Rainbow sung by Ronan Keating
Evanescent: Short Lived
Chapter II Silver Linings: Being Clow
It was two days after the earthquake and authorities are still continuing their rescue parties for the victims. The country was in mourning over the lost of so many lives. Many infrastructures were destroyed including police departments and hospitals and the injured have to be rushed to small hospitals hundreds of kilometers away from the city.
A little boy in particular was in the brink of death. He was found within the remains of a manor wrapped in the arms of what the rescuers suspect to be his mother and father.
After three hours in the operating room the boy was still under observation. He barely had a pulse beat and had a broken right arm and leg. People in the hospital doubted if he could make it but they are keeping their fingers crossed.
A little boy of four was within a long dark hallway barely lit by silver plated candelabras. His foot's light contact with the hard and cold pavement was the only sound that resonated all over the hall.
The darkness made it difficult to see his features and his body seems to move according to its will in a direction he knew not where it leads. He was scared.
"Mom? Dad?" he called out groping the walls for support. His voice echoed all over the place.
He felt weak and the deafening silence combined with the nearly blinding darkness did not help him one bit.
"You have to live…" he heard a familiar voice said.
"Be strong…"
"Mom and Dad love you very very much…"
The words echoed all over, penetrating to his very soul, his very being into everything that he is.
Upon reaching what seems to be the end of the long hall a flash of light enveloped him and memories he knew wasn't his flooded his mind- memories of one long dead, of one who live years and years ago.
Two winged creatures, one silvery stranded like the moon and one golden like the sun, cards with symbols of both the moon and sun intertwined, a long sun staff and thousands of faces of different races, numerous places, flashes of magic, culture, and everything imaginable flashed in his mind overwhelming him, so much that tears streamed from his eyes the moment he opened them…
The doctors sighed in relief upon his consciousness. Minutes ago he has just got a seizure and loses his pulse, miraculously he made it.
"How are you feeling?" one of the doctors asked him.
"Yue?" the boy said not noticing the doctor's question and looking at the silvery-haired intern beside the doctor. The doctor followed his gaze.
"I'm afraid his not Yue, he's an intern here, his name is Philip." The doctor said. Hearing his name, the intern looked up to them with a questioning look.
Philip's eyes were brown. Yue's are a mixture of silver and blue. He was not Yue.
"The rescuers found you in the remains of your manor two days after the earthquake. You're the only one who made it," the doctor gently said trying to break the news lightly.
A long silence followed the doctor's announcement. Seeing the stoned face of the boy the doctor said, "Go ahead, cry. There's nothing wrong in crying, at times you just have to let it all out."
Hearing his own advice from the doctor something fell from the boy's eyes that broke the heart of everyone in the operating room.
"Every cloud has a silver lining. The world may make you cry today, but you'll smile certainly by tomorrow,"
That day the boy loses everything. He loses his family, his home and even his identity.
And his name is Eriol. Hiirigizawa Eriol.
Sai-chan: Hope you like my version of how Eriol got Clow's memories. I simply wanted him to have experienced being normal which is kind of part of my plot. Hope you won't kill me for what I did. Thanks for my reviewers and hope you guys review this chappie!