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I still own no rights to CCS, and I think CLAMP is fine with that. I'm thinking this series is coming out as an interesting series of prologues. Oh well.
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Kero had taken to her death harder then almost anyone else. As if he had failed a direct order from Clow himself. Which, if anyone had actually asked him directly, was exactly the case.
He could still her Clow Reed's voice ringing in some half recalled memory, "Kero, there will be a girl, filled with a dark light. You'll know her when you see her. You must protect her as long as you can, for she is born marked by death. Her life is as connected to the cards as the next Master of the cards." Clow often prophesied while reading the card, but rarely was he so specific as that time.
In the end, every attempt to save her, every leap of action to keep her from danger... All it took was one careless night and she was stolen away in the blink of an eye. He should have known Tomoyo would be upset by Sakura's insistence to plan a wedding, if He was with Tomoyo instead of trying to convince Sakura to give up on that Gaki...
The most painful thing about hindsight, is that everything could always be done better then it actually was.
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The moment she opened her door, and saw chocolates outside was the morning she knew she wasn't going insane.
Each piece had the care and attention to detail that only Tomoyo put into any of her works. The fact the girl had been dead and buried over a month by that point didn't matter.
It was a Valentine's Day tradition going back to the 3rd grade for the two. Tomoyo would never forget about it. Her father wouldn't do something like it, and Touya's chocolates never came out the same as Tomoyo's. And Sayoran would always wait until White Day to give her anything at all.
The most logical answer was that Tomoyo faked her death, and was in hiding.
Sakura didn't like the logical answer. Logic didn't hold much ground in Sakura's world anyhow. There was probably magic involved... somehow.
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Truthfully, it wasn't a bad job. Without help, the afterlife was pretty confusing. Especially if you didn't know where you were going.
After she died, she was taken to a long line, where she waited for a while to be judged. Her entire life flashed before her eyes during her judgment, birth to death, before the oni in charge informed her that she was chosen to act as an agent of Death.
She had to wear a kimono ("Required Dress Code" her director said), but she did at least get to chose the style. The sakura blossoms were her first choice, though some of the higher agents got to wear more common street clothing. But she did get holidays off, and could roam through her 'district' without having to worry about ghost hunters.
All in all, being dead wasn't all that bad.
