Here's the 5th chapter! For all of you that have read and commented on this, the plot shall thicken.
To those that rear and reviewed before this chapter was put up:
1.)Noir Rose: More of that S+S coming up.
2.)Kiyone-kun: More Negima character, Mahorafest included, and once more the World Tree. (I wonder what I'm gonna do with the World Tree...hmm...oh wait, that's for me to know, and you to find out. Sorry, but that's the way it had to be.)
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Ch.5- Two Lovers and the Curse
It was now entering mid morning and the apparent nurse was due to enter the infirmary, to check on Sakura's condition. And Sakura had gotten out of the white covered bed and was sitting beside Syaoran, with her head resting on his shoulder. Syaoran having had his arm extended around Sakura's waist and his head staring into her lovely emerald eyes. Sakura was content with looking out into space, as she thought about their future together, such thoughts filled her mind.
The sound of bells rang through out the kingdom, not just any bells, they were the bells that signified a wedding. The grand hall in the palace had been decorated and the guests had entered a great long hall with falling flowers and a light warm feel. The guests were now sitting and the kingdom's finest instruments were playing a slow song, one she truly had wanted to hear from the time she was little. She was being escorted by her older brother, the ruling king, up to the alter; where a handsome Syaoran had awaited her. Dressed in some of the finest clothes available, a nice compliment to his demeanor and looks. She felt her cheeks get slightly warm at that thought, even though they were finally going to get married, she was still somewhat embarrassed to harbor such thoughts about him.
There they stood, Sakura and Syaoran, standing beside one another; as the priest continued the ceremony. It seemed as though he was the only one talking, not even the sound of breathing could be differentiated in the background. As the ceremony drew to a close, the priest concluded with the line, "You may kiss the bride." Syaoran now moved up to Sakura and they shared a lasting kiss.
She was startled out of her daydream by the nurse. Though she was somewhat glad to see her and know that Syaoran was still next to her, she still liked the dream. And wished that it hadn't been interrupted. The nurse looked Sakura's wound over, and said, "Looks like you're free to go, but no making out for a while, alright?" Sakura, though they had never done that, was somewhat dissatisfied. While Syaoran, feeling some relief that she could now leave the infirmary, he leaned over her a little more and placed his hand to comfort her. He felt the same, deep down, but he couldn't do it.
In his mind, there was now a war between his emotions and his love for Sakura. The emotions kept arguing to not listen to the nurse and start making out with her, he desperately wanted to. But the love he held for Sakura, that which fueled the need for him to protect Sakura, argued that it might only end up hurting her more, and that he couldn't allow. It seemed as though for now, his love for Sakura had won the day.
The two of them got up and walked out, Sakura, still seeking a sense of comfort in Syaoran's arms. And Syaoran still having his arm wrapped around Sakura's waist. After the door had closed, Sakura turned to face Syaoran, looking adoringly into his eyes. Her eyes, going into a dreamy mode and appearance. She leaned up against his chest, and tilted her head a little, and closed her eyes. Syaoran had already started downwards toward her lips, and had made contact. A never ending kiss had develop, and a crowd of girls had now developed around them. All screaming "Kawaii!" and "Ooh!", they were all wearing the same uniforms as the two other girls that had helped him get Sakura to the infirmary. Syaoran drew Sakura closer, and their kiss ended. She was startled and would have fallen over if Syaoran wasn't holding onto her. She let out a small, "Hoe-." And found instant comfort in Syaoran's arms.
She thought to herself, "This couldn't be better, Syaoran holding me in a tight embrace. I don't know how this could have gotten any better." Sakura started to blush. "I love you Syaoran, and I always will, so please, let's remain like this forever." She thought to herself, only making her blush more profusely, her face's color rivaling that of a tomato. Syaoran moved through the crowd, back into the infirmary, and solidly closed the door. He asked the nurse, "Is there someone here that we can talk to about the people that attacked us?" The nurse replied, looking up from her desk that she was now sitting in. "Yes, there is one person. The headmaster, I'll take you to him. I'm fairly certain that he can help you with whatever you wish of him." The nurse opened the door and looked at the now growing horde of girls and said, "Don't you all have preparations for the school festival coming up? Now, move along, back to your classes." The girls all replied, "Yes, Sensei," and they all dispersed. Allowing the three of them passage through the crowd. They made way to the Headmaster's office, they passed through many halls, with a fair number of what Syaoran could tell, classes. But something was slightly off to him, why weren't there any male students?
The nurse, almost as though she read Syaoran's mind, commented, "This is an all girls school." The thought of such a thing was very alien to Syaoran, not that he ever attended formal classes of any kind, and learned most of what he knew from Sakura and his father before he died. And having spent most of his life learning a fair number of things from Sakura, it was really alien to him. It was also an alien experience to Sakura, as she had only gotten the best tutors and teachers in the kingdom to teach her things. And she spent a good amount of time with a boy she couldn't remember, either name or face of. She hoped, that one day, that she could remember him. But she also feared that, what would happen if it wasn't Syaoran, as she had expected, and longed for it to have been Syaoran.
Again, drawn from her thoughts, she was brought back to reality. This time it was Syaoran, she noticed he was holding her from behind, his arms wrapped around her neck and holding her tight, his head tilted slightly down and he whispered into Sakura's ear, "It'll be alright, Sakura." She began to blush slightly, she thought to herself, "I am sorry, Syaoran. I'm sorry for worrying you, so much." She grabbed his arm with her hand and titled her head so that it rested on Syaoran's shoulder. She replied softly, "Thank you, Syaoran. Thank you, for all that you have done." Syaoran replied in an almost ashamed tone, "I haven't done anything..." Sakura turned around and looked him in the eye, still in his embrace, she continued, "But you have...even if you don't realize it, you have." Sakura continued to think, "If only, you knew how much you have done for me, and how much you mean to me." Syaoran, sensing Sakura's dismay at his comment chose not to say anything, instead he just held her tighter. Sakura responded by embracing him in a mutual hug. They both thought, "I just want you to stay with me. I wish that you and I can always be together."
Their thoughts were interrupted when Shizuna-sensei, the nurse, asked them, "Please, don't make a scene. And we're almost there, so please keep up." They both turned their heads towards her and replied, "Okay." Their embrace ended, but Syaoran kept his arm around Sakura's waist. They walked through the well decorated halls of the building until they reached the headmaster's study/room.
The large doors that adorned the entrance way were clearly old and well maintained. Shizuna informed then to sit down on the bench near the door and wait for her to call them in. They both nodded and sat down. They sat there, holding each other's hand, staring into each other's eyes. Their faces moving closer and closer to each other's. They were on the verge of kissing when Shizuna came back out of the room and asked them to come in. They entered the room, it was full of books on numerous bookcases that spanned from top to bottom. There were a fair number of people that were in the room, some they had met, some they hadn't. Syaoran immediately recognized the three that had helped him get Sakura to the infirmary. Beside them stood an innocent looking girl, with long black hair. She seemed like she always had a smile on. There were a number of other people, a young girl that looked about 10 or so, carrying a smug expression and cold eyes. Behind the girl, was a another girl. She was tall, but she had large things on her head that was beginning to freak out Sakura a bit. And besides them, there were a few older people there as well, they were younger than the headmaster, but older than the students at this school.
Sakura smiled nervously, and tried to subtly duck behind Syaoran. Grasping his arm a little bit tighter, his attention was drawn to the corner of the room at first, and then down to Sakura. In the quick glimpse he saw their weapons.
The old man, sensing a heavy air about, spoke to lighten the air a bit. "I am the headmaster of Mahora Academy, and you are?" Syaoran poke first, "Syaoran..." Sakura spoke up as well, "Sakura..." She tried to hid back behind Syaoran. The air was quiet again, until a friendly white manju jumped out from behind a stack of books, "Syaoran! Sakura!" Syaoran replied with some bit of shock, "Mokona..." And Sakura replied with cheery enthusiasm, "Moko-chan." "Syaoran left me up on that roof and I was taken by those bad men that attacked Sakura." "Gomen, Mokona. But I was scared to death for Sakura..." Syaoran ended on a depressed note. Sakura moved up to him and hugged him at first then reached up and kissed him. She smiled innocently and said, "Thank you, Syaoran." Mokona, having been left out of the loop, jumped up and yelled out, "A kiss! A kiss!" Syaoran and Sakura blushed a little, but neither jumped back, instead got closer together and smiled at each other. Mokona being slightly confused, and the little girl with the cold eyes, glaring coldly. Shizuna only only looked on with an amused expression.
There was a knock on the door, the headmaster replied, "Come!" The door opened, Syaoran and Sakura were now face to face with someone that thought he knew them. He was over 6 feet tall, with short black hair, and in a working suit. It was Touya, or rather, this world's Touya. The man noticed Sakura, and muttered in an astonished low tone, "Sakura..." There was a moment of silence. "Sakura, weren't you dead? And why is he here too? Didn't he die with you?" Touya said, with a firm conviction. "You mean to tell me, that you ran off with that Hong Kong brat and you both faked your own deaths'." Sakura replied, "I never died, he's always been with me, and hold on...what's Hong Kong?" She began to fight with this Touya just like she would with her real older brother. "Don't play stupid with me! Hong Kong, that's where that guy's from. You met him when you were just children, and you spent a lot of your time with him." This would have gone on til the end of time, except Syaoran grabbed Sakura and gestured for her to stop. She did just that and he spoke, "The ones you knew aren't us, we aren't even from this dimension."
The room fell with a deathly chilling silence, it lasted until the headmaster spoke, "Well, Touya, what is the status of the World Tree?" It took Touya a few seconds to answer, "The tree is active, sir. It's power has awakened one year earlier than expected." With all the attention on Touya, Sakura and Syaoran sneaked their way to their weapons and grabbed them. Mokona was securely on Sakura's cloak and was quiet. They tried to sneak out of the room, they hoped that with all the attention on Touya, they could leave for some time to themselves. One of the middle age adults, presumably a teacher, walked over to them, and said, "Now, I can't have you guys leave for the entire meeting, but if you need some alone time, I'd be more than happy to give that to you." He cracked the door slightly open and closed so that no one would notice. Syaoran and Sakura were now sitting on the bench outside. Sakura, sitting on Syaoran's lap, hugging him and being hugged in return.
Five minutes had now passed, and the teacher that had let them out, appeared from the room and said, "All you need to now, is that, you should really look into the World Tree. There are some interesting tales about it." Sakura and Syaoran looked perplexed, but they thought that it would make an interesting place to see. Almost as if on cue, the teacher spoke again, "I'll take you there."
From there, they walked down to the World Tree, though one could see it from the school building, they went through the city to get up close to it. It was a magnificent tree, standing almost 300 meters in the sky, by Syaoran's guess. And with full leaves, the tree seemed to have a unnatural aura about it. Something that didn't quite feel right. Managing to pull away from the teacher, they asked Mokona, "Mokona, do you sense Sakura's feather?" After a slight pause, Mokona replied, "Slightly, but it's hard to tell, there's so much magic about this place."
The plaza around the World Tree was completely empty, not something that one would expect in a plaza for what was now midday. Sakura guided Syaoran up some stair to the base of the World Tree and pulled each other closer. They had lost sight of the man that had brought them here. They began to kiss, a perfect moment. The World Tree began to radiate a light from top to bottom. And Syaoran and Sakura were lifted off the ground. Held in their embrace, still kissing.
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