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Sorry it's taken me so long to update, I hade to move back to boarding school and I didn't get my computer set up until this morning, so I'm updating now.
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Disclaimer: I don't own CCS. (And I have to put this on EVERY page?) Also, I do not own any of the songs I use, most unfortunately.
Read on fellow fans
Sakura entered the mansion, really entered it. There were wide sweeping staircases made of marble and statues. Tomoyo was very rich, or at least she lived richly.
"This way," Tomoyo said, leading them upstairs, "We're going to be in my room." Tomoyo did not have a room, she had a whole wing. They settled down and Tomoyo ordered some pizza brought up.
"Lets watch a movie," Eriol suggested, "What do you girls want to watch." Syaoran sighed, expecting some chick flick, sure enough.
"Titanic," Tomoyo said, causing a groan from the boys.
"Aliens," Sakura said at the same time. The boys looked confused. "Or the Bourne movies." Sakura smiled, she hated all chick flicks, they were stupid and never happened in real life.
"Lets watch the Bourne movies," Tomoyo agreed, "Aliens is to scary."
"You think Aliens is scary?" Sakura pulled out some video rockers and a moon chair. Sakura sat in the chair, Li took a rocker, and Tomoyo curled up with Eriol in one of the other rockers. Then they all laughed, they had forgotten to put the disk in. Tomoyo slid in the Bourne Identity and turned out all the lights. Li looked at Sakura, curled up in her chair. She was like an angel, beautiful and cold. The pizza came in and they each grabbed a slice. Sakura and Li ended up very close to one another.
"Do you like these movies," Li whispered.
"Yes," Sakura answered, her voice equally hushed. "But I like the books better."
"Tough Matt Daemon is really hot," Tomoyo chimed in from her pizza.
"I must agree," Sakura said. "He is hot." The movie finished and they put in the Bourne Supremacy.
"How many more of these are they going to make," Eriol asked while they waited for the disk to load.
"They better make The Bourne Ultimatum," Sakura said, "I think my favorite movie is the first one, but my favorite book is the second." They sat through the first half of the movie, it was already nearly midnight. Suddenly Li looked over and noticed Sakura's right hand moving with the music. He looked at her hand again; she was directing the music, like a conductor would an orchestra.
"Where'd you learn that," Li asked. Sakura looked at him strangely. "The hand movement, where'd you learn it?"
"Oh," Sakura said, "I picked it up. Mother and Touya would take me to the Symphony when I was a child. I saw the conductor and memorized his movements. This music's a four count, it's very simple to conduct, oh, fight scene." Sakura's attention was directed back at the screen as Bourne took on yet another guy trying to kill him. They watched the rest of the movie and went to bed, but Sakura could not sleep, as usual.
Sakura lay in her sleeping bag, staring at the cline. She sighed; insomnia had bothered her for years. If she had been at home she would have used the sleep card to help her, but she was not home. Sakura got out of her bag and went to the window; she looked up at the stars. Li felt her move and woke up, he saw her illuminated by starlight and moonlight, her auburn hair glistening. She was beautiful, beautiful and cold, an angel of battle and war. He knew he should say something to her, but she was the kind of girl who needed her own space. He left her standing there and tried to close his eyes.
"Why do you watch me?" Sakura was still facing the window. Li had no idea how she heard him. It was almost creepy how she answered his mental question. "When you try to be silent, you usually end up holding your breath, that's what gave you away." A silence hung in the air. "The question still stands."
"I don't know." Li answered honestly.
"Go to sleep," Sakura said, "You need rest."
"What about you?"
"I'll be fine. I'm sorry I woke you." Sakura mumbled something, Li could not make out the words, in truth she had mumbled a sleeping spell, unfortunately it only worked on other people. Li felt himself unable to keep his eyes open; he put his head down and fell into a deep dreamless sleep. Sakura stood at the window for a long time, until the early morning and streaks of dawn came though. She pulled on her clothes and got ready to leave. Everyone else was still asleep. She had her workout cloths with her. She pulled on a leotard and a tee shirt. She slipped on her sneakers and some leg warmers.
"Excuse me," she asked a servant, "Is there anywhere I can work out?"
"Hai," the servant said, "We have a dance room you may use." Sakura's eyes sparkled at the sound of a dance room. She followed the servant downstairs to where the gym and other workout rooms were. Sakura was led into the dance room and her jaw dropped, it was beautiful.
Syaoran opened his eyes to sunlight creeping through the blinds. He looked at his watch; it was a little after ten thirty. He rolled over to find a rolled up sleeping bag and a note.
'To whoever wakes up first: I'm working out in the dance room, come get me when you wake up. Thank you, Sakura.' Li stood up and went to find Sakura, only clad in his pajama bottoms. He quietly opened the door and slipped into the room. Sakura was listening and dancing to Linkin Park, an American rock band. The song was Frgt/10.
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
We're stuck in a place so dark, you could hardly see
A manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe
And as the rain drips acidic questions around me
I block out the sight of the powers that be
Duck away into the darkness, times up
I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut
So tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs
And nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around
Watchin the wheels of cars that pass
I look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it casts
A window grows and captures the eye
And cries out yellow light as it passes me by
And a young, shadowy figure sits in front of a box
Inside a building of rocks with antennas on top
Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain
The same lose, not knowing they were part of the game
And while the insides change, the box stays the same
And the figure inside could bear anybody's name
The memories I keep are from a time like then
I put on my paper so I could come back to them
Someday i'm hopin to close my eyes and pretend
That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
I'm here at the podium talking, the ceremonial offerings
Dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring
What's happening
City governments are eternally napping
Trapped in greedy covenants, causin urban collapsing
Bullets that scar souls, with dark holds, get more than your car stole
Some hearts be blacker than charcoal
For real, this society's deprivation depends not on our differences, but the separation within
No preparation is made, limited aid, minimum wage
Livin in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid
Tragedy within a parade
The darkness overspread like permanent plauge
I'm the forgotten
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Sakura turned, a towel in her hand, Li was watching her. She was hot, sweaty, and breathing hard. He stared at her for a moment more and then fled. Leaving her watching after him, a towel in her hand. Sakura, still panting slightly, dried her face on the towel and shook it off. She showered and braided her hair, by the time she was done Eriol and Tomoyo were awake and dressed and eating. Sakura took an apple and ate in, listening in on the conversation.
"Magic is actually one of the most misunderstood subjects in history," Eriol said, "People often think it's evil and impure, where most magic is pure and good. You will very rarely run into a sorcerer who wants world domination."
"Though I assume you do come across one every century or so," Sakura said, "Just as people are somewhat evil, all magic is somewhat evil."
"Usually magic is just a tool," Li said, "Like a gun or sword. People use them, the same with magic. Magic itself has no purpose, it just is, unless someone harnesses and controls it. Usually you never get pure magic anymore, just reincarnations and hand-me-down magic. Usually spirits bound within items, everyday items."
"You seem pretty knowledgeable about magic," Sakura said, "That's pretty rare these days. You usually have people who are superstitious and cheap magic tricks." Sakura looked at Li, almost daring him to explain his source of knowledge. He had just, basically, described the Clow Cards. Li was almost sweating, he could not just say that he was the descendant of a magician and was born to capture magic cards. He was saved by a cell phone alarm tone.
Sakura froze, the tone her phone was playing she had never heard before. It was the tone Touya used during emergencies. Sakura's hands shook as she picked up the phone, closing her eyes, daring herself to slip it open. 'What if he's back? What if he found us?'
Tomoyo saw Sakura close her eyes, she was frightened. Sakura was frozen in fear, like she knew something terrible was going to happen. Sakura picked up the phone and listened to the person on the other end, her face paled several shades and she closed the phone shut.
"Sakura?" Tomoyo asked.
"I need to get to Touya's," she said, "Can I get a ride? I'm not really sure I can blade there right now."
"Sakura," Li asked, "What's wrong?" She was shaking, he could tell that only need and sheer will was holding her together. Shell shock was the only thing that kept her from taking this and moving on like she normally did. This was something that he had never seen before, but he knew it was something that could only happen to her with a tragedy. One wrong word and she could snap.
"Someone's kidnapped my nephew," she said.
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