AN: Oh, I'm so glad that people reviewed. A special thanks to Danielle Ngo
for reviewing my fic, ever since the first chapter. You're so nice!
Anywayz. . .
DISCLAIMER: Everyone knows about this, right? If you don't, here's a reminder. I don't own CCS.
".."=talking ..=thinking ^*^*^*^*=change of setting [AN.]=Author's Notes
Friend or Foe by KawaiiSakuraAngel
Chapter Eight:
Everyone looked at Kero, unable to talk, since they couldn't think of anything to say. "Uh. . . What does Clow have to do with this, Kero?"
Instead of replying, Kero flew straight out the door of Sakura and Tomoyo's room. Sakura and Tomoyo could do nothing, but to follow him through the complicated halls of the castle. After quite a while, they found themselves standing right in front of Eriol's study, with Kero in his real form. Stimutaneously, [AN: There's something wrong with the word, I think. Could someone help me out here?] the girls thought, What does Clow have to do with Eriol?
Without warning, Kero flung himself at the door, almost knocking it off its hinges. To their surprise, the door was already open, ending up making Kero fall head first on the floor of the study. There was a chuckle. Kero looked up at the young man in front of him. The aura was definitely coming from him, but a boy can't be Clow, can he? Kero didn't even bother getting off the ground as he continued to stare at the mysterious boy.
There was something faintly familiar about the way he acted. Slowly, Kero got back on his feet, never allowing his eyes to leave the king. Kero furrowed his eyebrows (if he could) and thought carefully about the aura that was coming from him. Could this kid have something to do with Clow? he thought to himself, still refusing to remove his glance from the boy, who was now walking back towards his desk.
Before anyone had a chance, Eriol spoke up. "Konnichiwa, Keroberos. Imagine seeing you here." He said, as if greeting an old friend that he hasn't seen for a while. Kero narrowed his eyes at the figure standing above him. The usual smirk flashed across Eriol's face as he smiled pleasantly at Kero. "Don't tell me that you don't recognize me." He continued in a surprised, and hurt voice, though anybody could tell that it was fake.
Kero, of course, took this as an insult. "What do you mean by recognize you? I have never met you in my entire- uh- two days since I woke up from my nap. And how do you know who I am?" he snarled, not wanting to trust the stranger.
Eriol put on a look that was so pitiful, Sakura almost fell for it. "You mean you can't even recognize your own creator?" Everybody's jaws fell to the floor. THIS boy was Clow Reed? THE Clow Reed? Kero snickered at Eriol, as if laughing at a joke. Eriol stared at each one in disbelief, and then smiled nervously. "Well, actually half the reincarnation of Clow Reed," Eriol tried to explain.
Sakura was curious. "Half the reincarnation? Then who's the other half?" she asked, despite her efforts to keep her mouth shut.
"Me," said a voice. Everyone turned their heads to see a man walk into the room. Sakura's eyes widened as she watched him approach. She didn't ever remember seeing him before, and yet she feels drawn to him, like they have known each other for a long time. Sakura quickly regretted looking at the man, as soon as their eyes met. It was almost impossible to tear her eyes away from the man's face.
Eriol, eyeing the tension, decided to step in and help. "Um... Sakura, this is your father..." To his surprise, Sakura didn't freak out, or do anything at all. Suddenly, her figure fell onto the floor as unconsciousness swept over her.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Sakura's POV ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
I shuddered. It was impossible. That would mean that my so-called grandparents aren't her real one. My real ones were of royal descent, and were actually the king and queen of a kingdom. . . In a way, these news were exciting, but also depressing. My grandparents have always been so nice to me, have always been treating me like I was their real grandchild. I can't stand it. There must be something I can do for them.
Other than that, there's still that feeling in my head. How can it be true that my father is half the reincarnation of Clow Reed? That is, if he really is my father. Besides, Kero taught me how to feel auras, and 'he' didn't seem to have one at all. Syaoran has one. It seems pretty strong, and so does King Hiiragizawa's. I thought that Clow was the most powerful sorcerer ever. If that's true, how come my .. my father .. has no magic at all?
This day has been so confusing. I'm not even sure what I'm to think now. But seriously, I'm not sure if I can trust this person as my father. All of a sudden, a voice started speaking in the back of my head.
"Of course you can't. He just comes into your life, and claims to be your father. How can you even think that he's telling the truth?"
I argued, "Of course I can. Ever since I've first seen him today, he gives me this weird feeling."
"Oh? And does 'weird' have to mean good?"
"It's possible. He doesn't seem the kind of person who would lie."
"There are tons of people out there that don't seem bad. And they can be murderers and criminals."
I can't stand the voice. It's bothering me, fishing out my doubts, and making them seem real. Laying down on my bed, I tried my best to stop thinking - just to stop thinking.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Syaoran's POV ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
I'm dreaming, aren't I? Well, even if I am, it wouldn't be a dream. More like a nightmare. So many thing are going on here. What will I tell mother? Slowly, I took out a small piece of parchment, and began writing.
Dear Mother:
I think that I might have some info on the Clow Cards. Only thing is, things are too confusing that I have no idea what's going on. First, the king here is supposedly HALF the reincarnation of Clow Reed. The king that father defeated long ago, King Kinomoto Fujitaka seems to still be alive, and he's also the other half of the reincarnation of Clow Reed. Also, Keroberos, the guardian of the cards were at the scene, too, with two girls. Could one of them be the card mistress?
Well, I'm going to stay and find out more. I'll send information to you as soon as I can. By the way, one of the girls is the daughter of King Fujitaka.
~ Xiaolang a.k.a. Syaoran ~
I rolled up the letter and tied it to the pigeon's feet. I then picked it up and walked over to the window. Great, it was raining. In fact, it was a storm. Perhaps I will be able to send this out tomorrow. The sooner it gets to mother, the better. I am still confused about everything. Maybe she will be able to help me clarify this before it's too late, and everyone finds out who I am. I didn't tell mother that I was already discovered by that Hiiragizawa. If I did, she'd be so mad a-- Hiiragizawa, STOP READING MY MIND!!!!
I turned around. Sure enough, there was that annoying figure standing next to me. Of course, with that smirk on his face. It seems to be there all the time. I have never seen him without it. I'd be glad to wipe that expression off his face. But if he really was the reincarnation of Clow, there's nothing I can do.
His smirk grew. "So, my cute little descendent, what are you doing?" He reached over to my hand, about to take my pigeon. I jerked my hand away. "Tsk, tsk. That's no way to treat your ancestor." I glared at him. Usually, people would cower under my glare. He just stood there, that annoying smirk still on his face, unaffected. He continued, "Oh, it's okay, I already know what you've written anyway. Haven't you ever thought about it? How often is it that you have a storm in the middle of the summer?"
Oh great. . . He made the storm, just so that I couldn't send word to my mother. That mean that the only way- "Oh, and by the way. . " Hiiragizawa interrupted, "I wouldn't try to go back on foot either. That is, unless you want to get caught in a hurricane."
Of course, why haven't I thought of it? He could do anything. I had magic, but his is surely stronger than mine. Defeated, I looked away, and Hiiragizawa disappeared from my room.
DISCLAIMER: Everyone knows about this, right? If you don't, here's a reminder. I don't own CCS.
".."=talking ..=thinking ^*^*^*^*=change of setting [AN.]=Author's Notes
Friend or Foe by KawaiiSakuraAngel
Chapter Eight:
Everyone looked at Kero, unable to talk, since they couldn't think of anything to say. "Uh. . . What does Clow have to do with this, Kero?"
Instead of replying, Kero flew straight out the door of Sakura and Tomoyo's room. Sakura and Tomoyo could do nothing, but to follow him through the complicated halls of the castle. After quite a while, they found themselves standing right in front of Eriol's study, with Kero in his real form. Stimutaneously, [AN: There's something wrong with the word, I think. Could someone help me out here?] the girls thought, What does Clow have to do with Eriol?
Without warning, Kero flung himself at the door, almost knocking it off its hinges. To their surprise, the door was already open, ending up making Kero fall head first on the floor of the study. There was a chuckle. Kero looked up at the young man in front of him. The aura was definitely coming from him, but a boy can't be Clow, can he? Kero didn't even bother getting off the ground as he continued to stare at the mysterious boy.
There was something faintly familiar about the way he acted. Slowly, Kero got back on his feet, never allowing his eyes to leave the king. Kero furrowed his eyebrows (if he could) and thought carefully about the aura that was coming from him. Could this kid have something to do with Clow? he thought to himself, still refusing to remove his glance from the boy, who was now walking back towards his desk.
Before anyone had a chance, Eriol spoke up. "Konnichiwa, Keroberos. Imagine seeing you here." He said, as if greeting an old friend that he hasn't seen for a while. Kero narrowed his eyes at the figure standing above him. The usual smirk flashed across Eriol's face as he smiled pleasantly at Kero. "Don't tell me that you don't recognize me." He continued in a surprised, and hurt voice, though anybody could tell that it was fake.
Kero, of course, took this as an insult. "What do you mean by recognize you? I have never met you in my entire- uh- two days since I woke up from my nap. And how do you know who I am?" he snarled, not wanting to trust the stranger.
Eriol put on a look that was so pitiful, Sakura almost fell for it. "You mean you can't even recognize your own creator?" Everybody's jaws fell to the floor. THIS boy was Clow Reed? THE Clow Reed? Kero snickered at Eriol, as if laughing at a joke. Eriol stared at each one in disbelief, and then smiled nervously. "Well, actually half the reincarnation of Clow Reed," Eriol tried to explain.
Sakura was curious. "Half the reincarnation? Then who's the other half?" she asked, despite her efforts to keep her mouth shut.
"Me," said a voice. Everyone turned their heads to see a man walk into the room. Sakura's eyes widened as she watched him approach. She didn't ever remember seeing him before, and yet she feels drawn to him, like they have known each other for a long time. Sakura quickly regretted looking at the man, as soon as their eyes met. It was almost impossible to tear her eyes away from the man's face.
Eriol, eyeing the tension, decided to step in and help. "Um... Sakura, this is your father..." To his surprise, Sakura didn't freak out, or do anything at all. Suddenly, her figure fell onto the floor as unconsciousness swept over her.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Sakura's POV ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
I shuddered. It was impossible. That would mean that my so-called grandparents aren't her real one. My real ones were of royal descent, and were actually the king and queen of a kingdom. . . In a way, these news were exciting, but also depressing. My grandparents have always been so nice to me, have always been treating me like I was their real grandchild. I can't stand it. There must be something I can do for them.
Other than that, there's still that feeling in my head. How can it be true that my father is half the reincarnation of Clow Reed? That is, if he really is my father. Besides, Kero taught me how to feel auras, and 'he' didn't seem to have one at all. Syaoran has one. It seems pretty strong, and so does King Hiiragizawa's. I thought that Clow was the most powerful sorcerer ever. If that's true, how come my .. my father .. has no magic at all?
This day has been so confusing. I'm not even sure what I'm to think now. But seriously, I'm not sure if I can trust this person as my father. All of a sudden, a voice started speaking in the back of my head.
"Of course you can't. He just comes into your life, and claims to be your father. How can you even think that he's telling the truth?"
I argued, "Of course I can. Ever since I've first seen him today, he gives me this weird feeling."
"Oh? And does 'weird' have to mean good?"
"It's possible. He doesn't seem the kind of person who would lie."
"There are tons of people out there that don't seem bad. And they can be murderers and criminals."
I can't stand the voice. It's bothering me, fishing out my doubts, and making them seem real. Laying down on my bed, I tried my best to stop thinking - just to stop thinking.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Syaoran's POV ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
I'm dreaming, aren't I? Well, even if I am, it wouldn't be a dream. More like a nightmare. So many thing are going on here. What will I tell mother? Slowly, I took out a small piece of parchment, and began writing.
Dear Mother:
I think that I might have some info on the Clow Cards. Only thing is, things are too confusing that I have no idea what's going on. First, the king here is supposedly HALF the reincarnation of Clow Reed. The king that father defeated long ago, King Kinomoto Fujitaka seems to still be alive, and he's also the other half of the reincarnation of Clow Reed. Also, Keroberos, the guardian of the cards were at the scene, too, with two girls. Could one of them be the card mistress?
Well, I'm going to stay and find out more. I'll send information to you as soon as I can. By the way, one of the girls is the daughter of King Fujitaka.
~ Xiaolang a.k.a. Syaoran ~
I rolled up the letter and tied it to the pigeon's feet. I then picked it up and walked over to the window. Great, it was raining. In fact, it was a storm. Perhaps I will be able to send this out tomorrow. The sooner it gets to mother, the better. I am still confused about everything. Maybe she will be able to help me clarify this before it's too late, and everyone finds out who I am. I didn't tell mother that I was already discovered by that Hiiragizawa. If I did, she'd be so mad a-- Hiiragizawa, STOP READING MY MIND!!!!
I turned around. Sure enough, there was that annoying figure standing next to me. Of course, with that smirk on his face. It seems to be there all the time. I have never seen him without it. I'd be glad to wipe that expression off his face. But if he really was the reincarnation of Clow, there's nothing I can do.
His smirk grew. "So, my cute little descendent, what are you doing?" He reached over to my hand, about to take my pigeon. I jerked my hand away. "Tsk, tsk. That's no way to treat your ancestor." I glared at him. Usually, people would cower under my glare. He just stood there, that annoying smirk still on his face, unaffected. He continued, "Oh, it's okay, I already know what you've written anyway. Haven't you ever thought about it? How often is it that you have a storm in the middle of the summer?"
Oh great. . . He made the storm, just so that I couldn't send word to my mother. That mean that the only way- "Oh, and by the way. . " Hiiragizawa interrupted, "I wouldn't try to go back on foot either. That is, unless you want to get caught in a hurricane."
Of course, why haven't I thought of it? He could do anything. I had magic, but his is surely stronger than mine. Defeated, I looked away, and Hiiragizawa disappeared from my room.