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Shes Bad Writer: Of course, I own Cardcaptor Sakura and Clamp looks up to me…
Arandom Guy: sarcasm… Not a very good disclaimer, considering you own squat.
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Star – Gazers
Daidouji Tomoyo was brushing her long, cascading, raven-black hair, while watching an old video of a card capture, of "The Libra" card. "Oh," she said aloud, "if only Hiiragizawa-kun hadn't put me to sleep, I would have been able to film Li-kun confess his feeling for Sakura-chan…"
Tomoyo's amethyst eyes then grew soft. "Eriol-kun might have done it for a reason, though. Maybe he didn't want a record of Li-kun saying those words to Sakura-chan. Eriol-kun is so kind!"
"Oi!" came Syaoran's voice from the widescreen television of Tomoyo's. "Hurry up and seal it!"
"Hai!" Sakura brought her old wand down. "Return to your true form, Clow Card!"
Syaoran ran towards Sakura, and the card floated toward her. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am, but are you?"
Syaoran turned red before adding, "Yes, I'm fine."
The screen suddenly frosted over with static, and Tomoyo smiled. "Li-kun is such a warm-hearted person," she contemplated to herself.
Her cell phone rang as soon as she finished. "I wonder who that is?" She picked up her cell phone and answered. "Moshi-moshi, Daidouji Tomoyo…"
"Daidouji!" Came a familiar voice. Speak of the devil…
Tomoyo gripped her phone. "Li-kun?"
"Yes," came the breathless voice from the other side. "I was just on an airplane here," Syaoran paused, while Tomoyo smirked to herself. "But the plane went haywire, or something. I need a place to stay, because they won't let me have my apartment back yet…"
"Of course!" Tomoyo replied.
"Thank you. I was at West Shinjuku Airport," replied Syaoran graciously.
"Why Shinjuku?" Tomoyo replied.
Syaoran sighed audibly from the other side of the phone. "It's because of my mother. She said my Li Clan business was being taken care of, and that I needed to return to Tomoeda. She says there was some sort of disturbance. But there were no flights left to Tokyo, so I had to take the next one to Shinjuku. I'm at Tokyo right now. I took the bullet train, so right now I'm sitting in the Tokyo Nagaina Airport."
"I'm sure Sakura-chan will be very pleased!" Tomoyo said boldly. "I'll send one of my bodyguards to pick you up. You will be attending Tomoeda Private Elementary School again, right?"
"Yes, but I don't be going tomorrow," Syaoran replied.
Tomoyo nodded to herself, as it made sense. Tomorrow was Friday, and it would not make sense for Syaoran to go to school on Saturday and rest for a day on Sunday. "Stay at your gate; my bodyguards will find you, alright, Li-kun?"
"Thank you very much. Please, do not tell Sakura."
"Why not?" Tomoyo was puzzled.
"I want to… surprise her."
Tomoyo smiled. "I have the perfect way, Li-kun."
"HOE!"
Large crashing sounds were heard from the upper floors of the Kinomoto household. The screams mixed in with the crashes were very audible, and outside gave an eerie optical illusion that house was about to fall down.
Finally, Sakura bounded downstairs, and took her place at her table, panting. Her father set a neatly packed bento box beside her, and smiled. "Ohayo, Sakura-san."
"Ohayo 'tou-san!" Sakura smiled then looked around. "Where's onii-chan?"
"Touya-san had sports practice, remember? Have you checked up at the whiteboard lately?" Fujitaka's kind face then looked inquiring.
Remembering the day before yesterday, Sakura remembered being heavily teased by her brother, and then turned bright red. "Hai, I have been checking up on the whiteboard."
"That's good then. Eat up, because you only have a little time left before you have to go."
Sakura nodded, clapping her hands together and saying the traditional "Itadakimasu," and then ate the nicely made square-cut sandwich bites that lay before her. "These are really good!" she complimented.
"Arigatou, Sakura-san," Fujitaka said with a smile. He then went off to the kitchen again to pack his own bento box.
The phone rang simultaneously with Sakura's last bite. She stood up quickly, as she was going to go to school then anyway. "You finish up in the kitchen, I'll go get it. I have to leave anyhow."
Fujitaka smiled and turned away from his daughter and back to packing his food.
"Moshi-moshi, Kinomoto-residence," Sakura said after snatching the ringing phone off its hook.
"Sakura-chan!" came Tomoyo's high and girlishly sweet voice.
"Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura inquired. Why would Tomoyo call now? There wasn't any need.
"Sakura-chan! You know there is a school function coming up in a month, right?"
Sakura nodded; she recalled. "Yes, I do remember."
"Can you come to my house today for dinner so I can model your outfit? You can even come directly after school!" Tomoyo sounded excited.
"Alright, I'll ask," Sakura sighed. Tomoyo was definitely odd. "I'll see you at school, Tomoyo-chan."
Sakura hung up the phone and wandered back to her kitchen. "Otou-san…" She began.
"You still haven't left?" Fujitaka asked.
"It was Tomoyo-chan on the phone. She was wondering if I could stay at her house today for dinner," Sakura said.
"It is fine with me, Sakura-san," Fujitaka smiled and Sakura grinned.
"Arigatou!"
Sakura changed into her rollerblades and very quickly sprinted (bladed?) to school. As soon as she made it, Sakura changed her shoes and ran as fast as she could to her classroom. "Ohayo!"
"Good job, Sakura-chan," said the voice of Chiharu. "You made it on record time! The sensei isn't here yet."
Sakura breathed a sigh of relief and took her hat off. "Thank goodness!" Sakura looked around for Tomoyo, and saw her at the door. "Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura said questioningly. She then remembered their late-ish phone call in the morning, and realized it had made Tomoyo late too.
"For once Tomoyo-chan is here later than Sakura-chan," laughed Rika.
"We were on the phone this morning, which is why we were late, ne, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo turned to her best friend and smiled.
"Hai!"
Tomoyo sat down as the teacher came in to take role. She was urgent for Sakura to finally be able to see Li-kun. After what seemed to be days, the bell rang for lunch.
"Would you like to sit with us, Tomoyo-chan?" Rika asked her friend, as the group was outside.
"Hai! That would be great. Are you coming, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo pulled Sakura's hand towards the trees. "It's one of the last days we can eat out until the weather gets cold."
Sakura nodded, and took her neatly packed bento box and followed Tomoyo. Lunch was a noisy affair. Rika was making another teddy bear.
"Wow, Rika-chan! This one looks even better than the other!" Sakura exclaimed.
Faking a hurt look, Rika responded, "Are you saying that my other teddy bear was bad, Sakura-chan?"
Realizing the error, Sakura quickly put on a nervous smile. "I-iie! Of course not! Your teddy bears are a lot better than what I can ever sew together!"
Naoko, Rika, Chiharu, and Tomoyo laughed.
"What's so funny?"
The afternoon classes had passed quickly. It was around 4:30 pm when Tomoyo and Sakura left. "Come on, Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo ushered Sakura into their stretch limo.
"…hoe." Sakura sighed, but brightened as Tomoyo's large mansion came into view.
The big card stopped, and a maid opened a door for Tomoyo and Sakura. "Your room is prepared, Miss Daidouji," she said.
"Arigatou!" Tomoyo replied. "Oh, Sakura, go into my room first. I'll bring up some cake for you to eat now and for you to take up to Kero-chan later. What kind do you want? Never mind, I'll just give you the same kind I'm getting…"
Tomoyo winked and sauntered away before Sakura could stop her. "…Tomoyo-chan!"
But it was too late, Tomoyo had already gone. Sighing, Sakura clambered up the long spiraling staircases to Tomoyo's room. She opened the door to it and saw a teapot, and three saucers on the spacious coffee table in the spacious room.
There was a hand on that teapot. That hand was connected to…
"SYAORAN-KUN?" Sakura yelled in surprise.
The amber-eyed Chinese boy blushed and tipped over one of the teacups, but luckily there was nothing in it. He was lounging on Tomoyo's almost derelict sofa, but then straightened, embarrassed. Sakura stared at him in astonishment, then ran over, dropped her bag, and wrapped him in a hug.
Syaoran was surprised at the directness of her action but then responded and hugged her back. "Sakura," he said softly. He felt comfort at holding her again.
"When did you get back?" Sakura demanded, releasing Syaoran and sitting down next to him.
"Just yesterday," Syaoran said slowly.
"Why didn't you call me, or at least tell me?" Sakura asked, slightly crestfallen, but too elated to be angry at him.
"I wanted to surprise you. I purposely asked Daidouji not to tell you," Syaoran replied.
"Did you finish your business in Hong Kong?" Sakura inquired.
"No, that was cut short…" Syaoran paused, looking at the puzzled expression on Sakura's very content face. "My mother sent me back, if only for a year or two."
Again, Sakura looked crestfallen. "You won't be staying?"
"I should be able to, if I could go back for maybe a couple of more months after I'm done here."
"So why did you come back?"
"Mother says there is a disturbance. An aura is back here. Have you felt anything?" Syaoran asked.
"No I haven't…" Sakura looked contemplative. "Oh yes! I had a dream. I was on the Tokyo Tower and so were…" She paused, trying to recall. As soon as she'd waken up that day, there had been no recollection or memory of the dream. "So were you!"
"Gomen-nasai, Sakura-chan, for taking so long…" Tomoyo arrived with a matching pot of tea like the one on the table and three slices of cake. She spotted Sakura and Syaoran, and smiled.
"Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura looked hurt. "Why didn't you tell me Syaoran-kun was back?"
"I think he'd find it better if he told you himself, ne, Li-Kun?" Tomoyo smiled at Syaoran.
"Yeah."
"I missed you, Syaoran-kun," Sakura said.
Syaoran looked up, and gave her a rare smile. "So…so did I."
"Ne, Li-kun, tell her about what happened on the plane!" Tomoyo smiled at them again, beaming, and then was busily preparing the cake. "Li-kun, what kind of cake would you like?"
"Chocolate… if you don't mind, Daidouji."
"None at all, Li-kun! Sakura-chan, I got you a strawberry shortcake slice. Is that alright with you?" Tomoyo faced her friend, pointing at the slice of cake.
"Hai, it is fine."
"Go on with your story, Li-kun," Tomoyo said as she saw that Syaoran had fallen silent.
Syaoran looked at Sakura and she nodded. "There was something corrupt with the plane. We thought we would crash. They said there was turbulence…. But I don't think that was it."
"Don't think it was it? What do you mean, Syaoran-kun?"
"The air was cut off…" Sakura's eyes grew wide. "And I honestly thought I was going to die."
Sakura gripped his hand, and looked into his solemn amber eyes. "And then…" Sakura cringed.
"I swear I saw a massive girl. Come to think of it, Daidouji, she looked sort of like you, except with longer, darker hair and features," Syaoran concluded, looking at Tomoyo.
"Oh!" Sakura exclaimed. "In my dream, there was also a girl in it… She was holding a staff, with a moon ornament at the end…"
"A moon ornament?" Syaoran asked.
"Yes, it was a moon ornament," Sakura said, closing her eyes for a better picture.
"My mother also told me…" Syaoran began. "That there used to be, way in ancient times, where the most powerful sorcerers reigned… There were three most powerful. One was the moon, the sun, and the last was the star."
"That's just like with Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo piped up, finally joining the conversation. "Kero-chan is the sun, Yue-san is the moon, and Sakura-chan herself is the star! So the three most powerful are them?"
"You're forgetting what I'm saying." Syaoran sighed deeply. "The three most powerful sorcerers. There is that baka Eriol, Sakura, and…"
"Wouldn't the last be you, Syaoran-kun?" Sakura asked.
"No. This is back then with Clow. My powers aren't based off of him. Mine are different. I am leader of the Li Clan, and I'm not worthy of being the most powerful," Syaoran shook his head, and then continued. "The moon was the weakest of all three. The moon needed fuel off of someone, and you remember Yue as a perfect example."
Sakura flushed. "So that means the Moon had to draw energy from someone?" Sakura was hit with the surging memory of Yue drawing his energy from her brother, who had fallen asleep in a heap on the floor.
"Yes," Syaoran said.
"But from who? It must be the sun, because the regular moon reflects light off of the sun in order to shine…" Sakura mused.
"No. No, none of those answers are right!" Syaoran snapped. Sakura jumped back, fearing Syaoran was annoyed with her.
"Moon would take energy from living magicians, including Star and Sun, and anyone else Moon could find. There was a point that Moon was drawing energy from people with no magic at all, and caused them to be sort of… dead. The dead could be restored, if their life force was restored and the chain linking that person with Moon was broken."
Tomoyo gave a small gasp, and had been listening to intently that she had forgotten about the cake.
"At one point… At one point, everyone was dead. Mother fears it might happen again here. Unless someone can stop it."
