Author's note: This is very hard for me. I have discontinued all my other fan fiction, and written a new one. Again. Sorry people, I am not an aspiring writer, but I do try. However, it is very hard to continue, without any support, so I will try an improve my other fan fiction as well as this. If anyone even cares. Never theless, I hope you do love this story, because unlike my other fan fiction it is very well planned. I have tried my best, .. hope that's just enough!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sakura. I am stupid. I can't own anything!
Summary: Peace have finally returned to the lives of the people in Tomoeda. Flowers bloom as they always do and everything was beautiful. Sakura and Syoaran are in bliss and even Meilin didn't mind. She was happy too. Though fear suddenly overpowers the magical world as Syoaran's father returns. The humiliation of his father meeting with Fujitaka was devouring him. How could he become her knight?
Thou art mine, knight
Chapter 1: Woken from the dead
The frozen window, squeaked as she opened it to the breeze. She climbed back down the chair behind the desk. The birds were chirping to a blissful tune on the Cherry blossom tree. She sat back to her seat, waiting. She had pile of papers all over her desk. Some were notes from her English teacher, some her history teacher, but mostly work from.. maths. She asked for the extra work to improve her maths skills, but funnily enough, she had never finished any of it. Numbers simply confused her and takes too much space in her brain from her life. So she decided to take one day to do all the work, but so far book had been staring at her, and no work was being done.
She sighs and tapped her pencil on her desk and bites her nails with her teeth. She was still staring out the window. She was waiting. There was snoring from behind her. Sakura squinted her eyes, wishing that it's not what she thought, before turning her back to her bed. Her theory was true. Kero had eaten the last cookie she had baked this morning for Meilin. The tupperware was clean. Not a single crumble was wasted.
Sakura felt like screaming, but the way Kero slept, calmed her from this outrage. He did look innocent with his over-bloated stomach pointing to the ceiling and the way his tiny arms and feet spread across the bed, in exhaustion. Coincidently, he muttered some words of revenge to his dear friends, Suppi, as he slept. This made Sakura giggle, remembering that it had only been yesterday since Eriol came back. She wondered if there was some kind of connection between Meilin's departure and Eriol's arrival. It was too much of a coincident.
"So, what are you thinking?" A boy muttered from behind the window.
Sakura giggled even more and looked back towards him, with her head tilted to the right. "You, of course.." She stated with red flashes on her cheeks.
The boy smiled and placed a note on her desk. "So.. how's your family doing?" He suddenly asked, folding his legs on the tree branch. He was wearing his casual pink shirt that Meilin bought yesterday with his dark green khaki pants.
"Crap.." She uttered, grabbing a pillow to her chest. "..Farther haven't called me in two weeks, now and brother and I are really worried..." She continued, falling to her bed. "what if something happens to him." Sakura sighed sinking her face to her pillow.
Syoaran pretended not to listen to her anguish and played around with the birds around the tree. A yellow bird landed on top of his fingers. It pecked him, but to Syoaran, it only only felt like tickle. "Look..a yellow bird, beautiful, huh?" He asked, showing his white polished teeth.
"Syoaran...are you even listening?" Sakura moaned, throwing the pillow to the window. It hit splat onto Syoaran's face, making the bird fly away.
"Kinomoto!" Syoaran screamed and shot the pillow back to the wide opened mouth of Sakura. Her last name had trigger an emotion inside of her and caused her to turn her back towards the boy. She couldn't believe that he had just called her by her last name, after they specifically decided not to. Syoaran grinned childishly from behind and apologised.
Sakura turned halfway, exactly 45 degrees in Syoaran's eyes and stuck her tongue out to the side. He had to admit to himself that having a girlfriend as cute and childish as Sakura was satisfying. She didn't expect much from him, but just the pleasure to meet and able to talk was enough. This made his life full of joy and meaningful. He felt proud of himself, in front of his family... her family.
The door knob moved and a tall, dark handsome figure enters into the room. He looks to the window and stared intently towards the cherry blossom tree, but there was nothing, but some birds flying around the tree.A sweat drop appeared on Sakura's head. Normally, she was prepared of such events, but this time he took her by surprise. She had to change her tactics, next time. Though she didn't like her brother snooping around her room, but just telling him that, would not solve this dilemma. He was too stubborn.
Still dazing, Touya shook his headand shoved a letter on top of the yellow-coated creature, sleeping on Sakura's bed.
"This is for you.." The man said as another sweat drop appeared on his forehead, whilst watching the letter hover up and down with Kero's breath.
"Hoe-e..Arigatou, Oni-chan." Sakura thanked, quickly grabbing the letter from Kero, not wanting to get bitten, as it once happened before.
Her brother nodded and merely left with a instant glance to the window once again. A sigh was released from below the window, calling for Sakura. Sakura automatically ran to climb on her desk and looked down the window. She smiled as she saw Syoaran desperately holding the trunk of the tree. He was nearly falling.
"I'll- b-be... back" He said, stressing through his chest and jumped down to the ground. Luckily he landed like cat and fell straight on his feet.
Sakura sat back to her chair in relief. She was happy now and was finally able to concentrate to her studies. She took out a pencil from her cup on the side of her desk and began to scribble solution to her first mathematical problem. Then came the algebra and she felt her head was being ripped by letter x and a... c and b.. a, b ,c y, x.. who cares? She thought, banging her head to the sheets of papers.
Meanwhile, Syoaran was already greeted by Wei at home. He ran straight to kitchen, looking for some food. Meilin had left some meatball soup for him to feast, before she had left for Tomoyo's place. She had been very encouraging to Syoaran, these few days and sometimes even grew a glint of guilt within him, after all they were cousins, childhood friends and even ex-fiancees to each other.
Wei grins at his young master, who was trying to open the fire below the soup pot. "The young mistress is leaving this evening.. will you be coming?" He asked, standing perfectly straight to the grown boy. He was always in perfect form when meeting with Syoaran and always felt it to be his duty, to do so.
"Of course-I will..." He replied, almost whispering. "After all, we are family.." He continued, stirring the soup with an enlarged spoon.
Wei nodded. " .. and oh yes, Mr Hiiragizawa, wishes to meet you this evening as well.. He sounded very urgent" He informed, just before leaving the kitchen.
"Tell him, I'm busy.. I have to send my cousin to the airport!" He exclaimed, with his hands still stirring the pot. Wei was silent. "Wei.. do you hear me?"
"No you won't!" The butler suddenly stated, through his angry eyes. Syoaran blinked, in surprise. "... you will come and come honourably, understand?" The man commanded, walking behind Syoaran, to the drawers filled with cutlery. "Besides.. this also concerns concerns your family.." He claims, feeling the cold surface of different cutlery steel.
Syoaran smirked, ".. and if I don't come?" he asked, in a defiant tone.
"Then, you shall pay the consequences!"Wei screamed, aiming a kitchen knife, just next to his head. It was embedded to the wall, but Syoaran merely glimpse at it with a calm expression.
"What's so important that-"
"It's about your farther.. he has returned." Syoaran's eyes widen, as he turned to face his oblivious butler.
".. oh what happened?" Wei abruptly said, in the middle of his traumatic attack.
Syoaran chuckled, looking a his funny expression and turned back back to the cooked soup. The aroma was perfect and filled the kitchen with it's delicious scent. "Wei, please tell Mr.Hiiragizawa, that I will come this evening, after all.."
"But master, Meilin..."
"Please, Wei... please" He pleaded.
Beep.. A message. A message.
"Hoe-e.." Sakura rubbed her facials with the palm of her sweaty hands. She had been sleeping for thepass few hours and it was already 6:00 PM from her watch. She yawned furiously and quickly searched for the tiny voice from her phone. A message. A message. The voice kept repeating.
Finally, she found it hidden underneath her bed. Apparently there were already 5 messages since she had gone to sleep. She giggled, finding that it was all from her dear friend, Tomoyo Daiduoji. Sakura wondered what was so important that she made such a display.
First message. 20/08/2004. 2:06 PM. Purple girl.
Sakura.. it's me. I thought you were coming over today? I'll be waiting with Meilin.
Second message. 20/08/2004. 2:56 PM. Purple girl.
We're baking cake. It's ashame that you're not coming. I phoned your house and he says that you're studying?.. where are you really? Call me.
Third message. 20/08/2004. 3:45 PM. Purple girl.
I came over your house, but no one answered. Where are you? I'll be coming again, soon... Meilin's flight is at 7:00 PM. Are you sure you're okay?
Fourth message. 20/08/2004. 3:50 PM. Purple girl.
And oh yes.. I left some of the cake that made today. I hope you like it! It's delicious. Be sure to come, today.. okay?
Fifth message. 20/08/2004, 5:00 PM. Purple girl.
Where are you? We are leaving now, to the airport. Please, be there... and please bring Syoaran with you. Miss You.
Sakura almost fell as she read the last two messages again. She had forgotten that it was Meilin departure today and that the cookies she baked were actually for Meilin. She quickly scattered in her cupboard, to find her coat and left her bedroom to the staircase. She heard a munching from the living room and saw a greedy little creature, slobbering over a giant piece of cake. Some of the cake, huh? Sakura thought, sweat dropping.
He was wiping the smudges around his mouth with his naked hand and licked it back with his tongue."Yo, where are you going?" Kero asks, as though he finally realised Sakura's existence over the cake.
"I'm going to the airport!" She exclaimed, running out of the opened door and to the open road.
At the airport, the air wasstiff and full of people. All from various countries. They queued up in front of the different counters with their large suitcases and swelled bags. Meilin's process was the easiest, as she went back to Hong Kong on her own and there weren't that many bags that she carried. She tried to smile as she reached the counter and politely finished everything that she started. It was she, who wanted to go back, so she will go back. Syoaran is finally free. She thought, walking back to her group of friends.
As she arrived in front of them, she looked left and right, but there was no sign of him.. nor her. She sighed. The others stayed silent. They understood. Chiharu, Takashi, Naoko, Rika and Tomoyo were there. Sakura and Syoaran were incredibly rude for not being here with Meilin. Who knows when she'll come back again. Maybe never. Gosh.. where is she? Tomoyo thought, leaning uncomfortably to the metal pole behind her with her hands constantly on her phone.
"Tomoyo.. it's okay. Maybe, she's busy or something!" Meilin said reassuringly, carving a smile across her face. She never wanted to bother anyone with her well-being.
"Yes, but not this busy that she forgets, her best friends!" Chiharu stated, putting her right hand on Meilin's shoulder. Yamazaki poked her slightly. "WHAT?" Chiharu screamed, obviously annoyed with all the commotion. Everything was out of place and the situation is very heart-breaking
Tomoyo looked up towards them all, obviously dumbfounded by their reaction, but then her expression changed as she saw a running figure heading towards them. "Ho... yatta! Sakura" She exclaimed, moving to the figure with her arms wide open. " I knew you'll make-" However, before she could continue, Sakura's arm had already pass her, to another.
"Meilin... Sorry I'm late!" She apologised, wrapping her arms around her. Meilin startled, but returned the hug with another. Behind them Tomoyo fell straight to floor (anime style) with tears rolling from her eyes.
Sakura turned, wondering what was behind them. "Oh, Tomoyo..I didn't notice you there. How have you been?" Sakura questioned, ignorant of what just happened.
"Sakura, never mind! Tomoyo whispered. "Anyways where were you, today?"She finally asked, pulling the strength to get back up again.
"I had a few things to sort today.. and sorry for not coming to our party, I guess what I meant to say is... " Sakura paused, looking from Tomoyo to Meilin. "I'm sorry Meilin, I have done any wrong to you... and I really like you as a friend and i-I wish it will always be that way, forever." That was her pray and Meilin agreed, with her one million dollar smile.
"Arigato" She murmured and then she left, with a single wave from behind.
Though she didn't meet the man of her dreams, yet she was happy that she will now be able to forget him. She was happy that she had made a friend, instead of an enemy. She knew that he would also be happy. They were not just friends, they were family and no could ever take that connection away from her, not even a girl. So that was enough for her.
Perhaps she would meet some else, Meilin thought as she reached her seat inside the plane. Someone better, someone who can truly care for me and she, for him. The memories of Syoaran by then will be forgotten.. yes, forgotten. A tear formed from the side of her eye, as a figure of a lady with wings waved to her from outside the circular window. Meilin knew, she had given him to the right hand. Goodbye, Sakura please take care of Syoaran for me.
It was exactly 7:00 PM. Meilin was gone, Syoaran sat in an widely spaced living room. The sofa was very comfortable; though it annoyed him that he had to wait this long. Two hours ago, he could have the chance to meet Meilin, say good bye and even have a moment to apologise. Nevertheless, the thought of his farther return also somewhat, overpowers this feeling. His farther, the one could cause shivers in his mother and sisters' spine with even the mention of his name. He never knew the man, nor had any information about him. He was a complete stranger to his life.
A knock came from the ridiculously large door and enters an azure boy. It wasn't just his hair.. his face, his clothes and everything about him was blue. Syoaran stood up in astonishment. He never knew Eriol as this much of a fashion maniac. The boy sat in front of him, sweat dropping as a burst of laughter was released from Syoaran.
"I know in this state, I may seem very amusing to you Syoaran, but I'm afraid this is a very serious matter, because as of this moment, Little by little,I am losing my powers and I'm sure this is not one to be amused at." At that instant, Syoaran stopped silent and sat back to the sofa.
"Yes... this is not a matter to be taken lightly, but still, Idon't understand.." He replied simply.
"Then, I will explain..." He snapped his fingers and enters a winged woman, bearingthe staff of the Clow, which she handed toEriol. The woman had ruby eyes, which sparkled through the darken room. Eriol nodded as he held the staff and so she left her master, to his meeting.
As she left, Eriol automatically stood up with his eyes tightly closed, and his mouth muttering some words. The symbol appeared. The symbol of the sun and the moon. Syoaran stood up in confusion, watching the room being absorbed into void. He scanned his surrounding, but there was nothing there, but dark matter. Were they in space? He thought, trying to feel the air. No, there was no air, but he was alive. What is this magic?
Guardian of time, let there be truth, let there be light
Finally they arrived in a mysterious desert. There was a man in the middle of the desert, he digging up a hole with his bare hands. Syoaran blinked and walked nearer to the determined face. His gestures were focused onto the spot. He was searching for something below those sands. Then, a hard item hit his hand. He smiled and called upon his other comrades in his victory. One of them had brown hair and a squinted eyes; then, suddenly it hit him like a bolt of lightning. There were only two people who had those squinted eyes, Takashi and Mr. Fujitaka.
"What is the meaning of this?" Syoaran looked at the man in shock,"What are we doing in this desert?"He asked, turning back to the out-of-breath Eriol. "Eriol, dai-"
"Keep watching!" Eriol demanded changing the tone of his voice, whilst hitting his staff to the sandy grounds. "there is more.."
Syoaran gulped and watched Sakura's father finish what his man found. It was a tomb made of stone. Fujitaka observed it very carefully with his studious eyes. He was surprised that it was not one that he was familiar with, nor one that he had ever heard before. The markings on the tomb was very strange. Though indeed it seemed as though it wasn't an ancient tomb, but a new one. It wasn't written in any book, or scrolls. The tomb was unknown.
"Masaka... they didn't write this in the book of the dead." One of the man complained, rubbing his hands against the surface of the tomb. "..and look... it's practically brand new!" The man added, causing the other people to touch it as well, except for Fujitaka. He felt an evil within the tomb.
"Bury it!" He commanded. "The tomb is evil.. I can feel it. The powers are great, we should not have come here.." He continued, glaring at the symbol at the two ends of the tomb. The moon and the sun.
The men gasp in horror and some even backed away slightly from the tomb, but one man retorted back with confidence. "Cut the crap, Fujitaka... how do you know, there is evil in this tomb? What? Are you so magnificent that you can hear voices... are you?"
"I don't hear them! I know that it is evil. Can't you feel, it's evil penetrating through your skin, or have fortune clouded your minds so much that you couldn't even see through the smoke? The thing inside this tomb is evil, and you know it!" Fujitaka replied, clenching his hand into a ball of fist.
The other man laughs and rubs his fingers to the hand shaped hole in the centre of of the tomb. "What fortune?"The man query. "Unless, you haven't notice Fujitaka, everything we live for is to seek fortune and this tomb will be the mother of all that fortune!" He exclaimed, grining to the side of his face as he watches his comrades in fear. "What? are you scared if I do this..." He said, placing his right hand directly into the hole. A blue light shun and an evil laugh escaped into the air. Without warning, the man hastily pulled back his hands and turns to seek Fujitaka.
"Masaka..?" Fujitaka turned to scan this unknown force, but before he realised, his comrades was dissolved into tiny specks of sand like the desert surrounding them now. The blue light that was moving, finally stopped. It stopped into a figure of a man- a Chinese warrior. The man was stood facing the vulnerable man, who glared with fiery eyes.
"Oh, what's that look for Fujitaka? No, no don't tell me. " He claimed, sneering all through the way. "You have completely lost all your magnificent sealing powers from our last battle and now you are completely vulnerable from any of my magic." He inhaled playfully, placing his hand on top of his mouth.
Syoaran, who was watching, could do no more but grit his teeth in anger. The man's action was outrages, but he was powerful. Even he could not ignore the enormous aura he felt, as that man touched the tomb. The warrior turned again into a blue light, and this time absorbed himself into Fujitaka's body. Syoaran could not bear to look any longer and closes his eyes instead, whilst hearing the cry of pain shattered into the air. He was humiliated, and to an extent, wished that warrior was not the person, whom Eriol was concerned. His farther.
The vision ended and boom. Eriol fell to the floor. Syoaran immediately snapped into reality and ran next to his side. Now, his body was translucent and gradually, he disappeared from sight. Syoaran tried feeling his body from this air it was before, but he felt nothing, but the cold surface of the floor. He scrunched his body to the floor, bowing the the great force, which is pulling the knot in his heart. Clow reed is actually gone.
A whisper. Protect the Card Mistress, that is your destiny, my descendant.. This is all ask.
Author's Note: I have finished my first chappie.. I am happy... please be happy and press that blue button for me!
