--- Sakura ---
"Hoooeee!" Sakura cried, running in just in time into the restaurant where she worked as
a waitress, the 'Saki Steakhouse'. It was a little restaurant with a nice, warm family
oriented atmosphere, mostly because Tomoeda residents went to it for special occasions,
like birthdays.
"I'm here Mr. Mitchertu, right on time, no reason to dock my wages!" she cried to
her boss as he looked up at her shaking his head, chuckling. Takai Mitchetu, the owner of
the steakhouse, was a man in his mid-forties with black hair and fiery orange eyes. He
was a very tall man who even beat Touya in height- and usually wore a mild, intelligent
expression on his bespectacled face, thought right now he looked just about ready to
laugh.
Sakura had been constantly coming in late for most of the month, even if it was
only a minute or two. Yesterday, when she yet again came late, he jokingly said if she
kept on coming late then he might dock her wages dollar a minute. She had of course
taken it seriously.
"Sakura," Mr. Michertu said, laughing, "You know I was just joking yesterday
about the wages." He smiled at her, as she sweat dropped, mumbling something hat
souned like "of course".
"I'm not that mean of a boss that I would do that to you Sakura, you know that,"
Mr. Michertu said as Tomoyo, who worked as a cook, popped out of the kitchen and
answered, "definitely not!"
The owner favored Tomoyo with a smile before she got back to work, before he
said to Sakura, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter. Though, now that I know that what I said
did get you to work on time..."
He looked at her mischievously, only to see she was no longer there, but furiously
cleaning the tables and saying, "Just forget about it!" nervously. He chuckled and got
back to his work.
Soon enough, the restaurant was open, though they got only a few customers in
the morning. By lunchtime, the place was buzzing and more help arrived as usual- Mr.
Michertu knew the most of his customers came in past twelve in the afternoon.
Tomoyo and Sakura had lunch around two, when most of the customers had left,
eating chicken sandwiches Tomoyo prepared for themselves- one of their benefits
working there was they could eat whatever they wanted from the restaurant- free.
The rest of the day went on as usual, with four people celebrating birthdays, and
one gigantic family reunion. When they got off at five, they were, as usual picked up by
Tomoyo's steady boyfriend, Eriol. Eriol and Tomoyo had bee dating for five years now;
their relationship was really steady. Sakura thought they were really sweet together-
Tomoyo was always planning surprises for the reincarnation with moonlit dinners and
love notes, while Eriol would patiently go through anything she asked of him, whether it
was sewing a costume and trying it on, to shopping for camcorders, and he was always
interested. They were perfect.
Sakura sighed as she watched them chat on the ride home, not helping but finding
herself a little jealous of the amethyst-eyed girl. She herself had no luck with love. Her
childhood love, Syaoran, had left her, and had never come back.
Throughout the years, she had of course dated others, but none of them, in her
mind, compared to the brown-eyed sorcerer. The longest time she had ever gone out with
anyone was a month. All her relationship ended quickly, topping her ill fortune in the
department of love.
Sakura snapped back into reality when roil rolled to a stop in front of Tomoyo's
house. "Thank you Eriol," she said sweetly, giving him a light kiss. "I'll see you later
tonight!" she said with a stunning smile, making the ever composed Eriol lose his
composure and brought a dreamy look to his face.
"Yes, I'll see you tonight." He lightly kissed her hand, making her giggle, before
she got out of the car and went to her house. He waited until Tomoyo was safely inside
before driving Sakura to her house.
"Sakura, I've been meaning to talk to you," Eriol said as he drove the car.
"Oh? About what? The English assignment? Your right, we should start working
on it-" Eriol cut her off, surprising Sakura a little.
"No Sakura, you know what I have to talk about," he said smoothly, looking at
her through his rear view mirror.
"Yes... The magic. Our Magic...It feels different...dirtier" She looked at Eriol.
"What's going on?" Eriol looked at her seriously, before responding, "I'm not sure
exactly. But I know that whatever is happening, it is somehow related to five sorcerer's
death's in America by unknown persons." Sakura looked up, stunned.
"Sorcerers were murdered?" she whispered, wondering what was going on. It was
not unusual for sorcerers to die; with all the feuds between the warring clans and houses,
many of them never got to see their thirtieth birthdays. What was strange about it was the
number killed: because of the dwindling numbers of sorcerers all over the world, all the
clans had come up with an unspoken rule for all battles to be one-on-one duels. At least
six men in a battle was unheard of.
"Yes, and not ones with little power, either. They were taken out together,
according to the autopsy reports." Sakura was thoroughly shaken. "The strangest part
about their deaths was that the traces of magic left on their bodies was...not normal...It
was said to look different from any they had seen." Sakura looked worried.
The past few years of her life had been spent without an attack against her at all.
She usually always had someone seeking her power, though most of them were only too
easy to take care of; only one or two ever made her struggle at all. In total she had dealt
with twenty-odd sorcerers who were out for her power. Now, when a real foe appeared,
she was thoroughly out of practice with using her magic. She needed to train, and train
fast, at that.
"Eriol, Do you think whatever this new power is- will it seek us out?" She
questioned. Eriol, pulling up to her house, let out a sigh.
"Truthfully, I'm not sure. I hope not, because we have to get ourselves prepared,
find out exactly what we're dealing with." Once he noticed he had worried Sakura, he put
the car into park, and turned around in his seat to face her. "But either ways, I have a
strong and capable Card mistress who has done her job perfectly, without warning or
knowledge of the dangers at all, and who I am sure will be able to deal with this new dark
force." He gave her an encouraging smile. She smiled weakly.
"Thanks, Eriol." She stepped out of the car, and went into her house still deeply
worried. She whispered to herself, without thinking, "Wish Li were here to protect me".
'But he isn't' she mentally scolded herself. She then went to her room and took out her
cards. "Time to train," she said to her dear Sakura cards, and began to use them, one by
one.
"Hoooeee!" Sakura cried, running in just in time into the restaurant where she worked as
a waitress, the 'Saki Steakhouse'. It was a little restaurant with a nice, warm family
oriented atmosphere, mostly because Tomoeda residents went to it for special occasions,
like birthdays.
"I'm here Mr. Mitchertu, right on time, no reason to dock my wages!" she cried to
her boss as he looked up at her shaking his head, chuckling. Takai Mitchetu, the owner of
the steakhouse, was a man in his mid-forties with black hair and fiery orange eyes. He
was a very tall man who even beat Touya in height- and usually wore a mild, intelligent
expression on his bespectacled face, thought right now he looked just about ready to
laugh.
Sakura had been constantly coming in late for most of the month, even if it was
only a minute or two. Yesterday, when she yet again came late, he jokingly said if she
kept on coming late then he might dock her wages dollar a minute. She had of course
taken it seriously.
"Sakura," Mr. Michertu said, laughing, "You know I was just joking yesterday
about the wages." He smiled at her, as she sweat dropped, mumbling something hat
souned like "of course".
"I'm not that mean of a boss that I would do that to you Sakura, you know that,"
Mr. Michertu said as Tomoyo, who worked as a cook, popped out of the kitchen and
answered, "definitely not!"
The owner favored Tomoyo with a smile before she got back to work, before he
said to Sakura, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter. Though, now that I know that what I said
did get you to work on time..."
He looked at her mischievously, only to see she was no longer there, but furiously
cleaning the tables and saying, "Just forget about it!" nervously. He chuckled and got
back to his work.
Soon enough, the restaurant was open, though they got only a few customers in
the morning. By lunchtime, the place was buzzing and more help arrived as usual- Mr.
Michertu knew the most of his customers came in past twelve in the afternoon.
Tomoyo and Sakura had lunch around two, when most of the customers had left,
eating chicken sandwiches Tomoyo prepared for themselves- one of their benefits
working there was they could eat whatever they wanted from the restaurant- free.
The rest of the day went on as usual, with four people celebrating birthdays, and
one gigantic family reunion. When they got off at five, they were, as usual picked up by
Tomoyo's steady boyfriend, Eriol. Eriol and Tomoyo had bee dating for five years now;
their relationship was really steady. Sakura thought they were really sweet together-
Tomoyo was always planning surprises for the reincarnation with moonlit dinners and
love notes, while Eriol would patiently go through anything she asked of him, whether it
was sewing a costume and trying it on, to shopping for camcorders, and he was always
interested. They were perfect.
Sakura sighed as she watched them chat on the ride home, not helping but finding
herself a little jealous of the amethyst-eyed girl. She herself had no luck with love. Her
childhood love, Syaoran, had left her, and had never come back.
Throughout the years, she had of course dated others, but none of them, in her
mind, compared to the brown-eyed sorcerer. The longest time she had ever gone out with
anyone was a month. All her relationship ended quickly, topping her ill fortune in the
department of love.
Sakura snapped back into reality when roil rolled to a stop in front of Tomoyo's
house. "Thank you Eriol," she said sweetly, giving him a light kiss. "I'll see you later
tonight!" she said with a stunning smile, making the ever composed Eriol lose his
composure and brought a dreamy look to his face.
"Yes, I'll see you tonight." He lightly kissed her hand, making her giggle, before
she got out of the car and went to her house. He waited until Tomoyo was safely inside
before driving Sakura to her house.
"Sakura, I've been meaning to talk to you," Eriol said as he drove the car.
"Oh? About what? The English assignment? Your right, we should start working
on it-" Eriol cut her off, surprising Sakura a little.
"No Sakura, you know what I have to talk about," he said smoothly, looking at
her through his rear view mirror.
"Yes... The magic. Our Magic...It feels different...dirtier" She looked at Eriol.
"What's going on?" Eriol looked at her seriously, before responding, "I'm not sure
exactly. But I know that whatever is happening, it is somehow related to five sorcerer's
death's in America by unknown persons." Sakura looked up, stunned.
"Sorcerers were murdered?" she whispered, wondering what was going on. It was
not unusual for sorcerers to die; with all the feuds between the warring clans and houses,
many of them never got to see their thirtieth birthdays. What was strange about it was the
number killed: because of the dwindling numbers of sorcerers all over the world, all the
clans had come up with an unspoken rule for all battles to be one-on-one duels. At least
six men in a battle was unheard of.
"Yes, and not ones with little power, either. They were taken out together,
according to the autopsy reports." Sakura was thoroughly shaken. "The strangest part
about their deaths was that the traces of magic left on their bodies was...not normal...It
was said to look different from any they had seen." Sakura looked worried.
The past few years of her life had been spent without an attack against her at all.
She usually always had someone seeking her power, though most of them were only too
easy to take care of; only one or two ever made her struggle at all. In total she had dealt
with twenty-odd sorcerers who were out for her power. Now, when a real foe appeared,
she was thoroughly out of practice with using her magic. She needed to train, and train
fast, at that.
"Eriol, Do you think whatever this new power is- will it seek us out?" She
questioned. Eriol, pulling up to her house, let out a sigh.
"Truthfully, I'm not sure. I hope not, because we have to get ourselves prepared,
find out exactly what we're dealing with." Once he noticed he had worried Sakura, he put
the car into park, and turned around in his seat to face her. "But either ways, I have a
strong and capable Card mistress who has done her job perfectly, without warning or
knowledge of the dangers at all, and who I am sure will be able to deal with this new dark
force." He gave her an encouraging smile. She smiled weakly.
"Thanks, Eriol." She stepped out of the car, and went into her house still deeply
worried. She whispered to herself, without thinking, "Wish Li were here to protect me".
'But he isn't' she mentally scolded herself. She then went to her room and took out her
cards. "Time to train," she said to her dear Sakura cards, and began to use them, one by
one.
