Chp3: Confrontation
OOOOH SNNNAAPPPPP! I was racking my head last night, and I have no idea how I should end this. But, you don't need to worry about that you just read on and enjoy okay? And I won't end it for some time still. I guess you have to love this story I think its kawaii! Whatever review.
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'...' Thinking
(...) My add ins
-...- Location
-Library-
"Eh- Master Syaoran!" Wei exclaimed, then went quiet.
"Like I said, Wei we have to talk." Syaoran repeated in a quiet tone, since he was in a library
Wei looked around, checking if anyone was near them. He let out a small and brief sigh, then turned to face Syaoran.
"Master Li, we cannot talk here. There is to great a chance that the walls and books have eyes." Wei whispered shifting his eyes around the library still.
"What are you talking about Wei!" Syaoran asked confused.
"Trust me Master Li, should I tell you anything here it is most likely it will be found out and both of us will be in trouble." Wei replied as he stood up, holding his note book and went over to peer out the window.
"Wei, you're not making sense!" Syaoran exclaimed, though not louder than a whisper.
"Basically, Master Li… if we talk here we will be over heard and that will be bad for the both of us." Wei stated as he turned his head to see him.
"Well, Wei I still want to know what in the hell is going on!" Syaoran demanded
"Master Li, we shall talk but I cannot do that in a public place" Wei repeated as he quickly scribbled something down on his notepad and quickly ripped off the page and stuffed it into Syaoran's hand, "Meet me there tomorrow and then we'll talk there."
"But, Wei…" Syaoran started only to see Wei put up his hand.
"Trust me Master Li, and before I leave can I just warn you.. do not trust the one you hold close. She is not what she seems. And also, follow your dreams" Wei warned then left quickly.
Syaoran just stood there utterly confused. Why was Wei acting like a lunatic? Something had to be wrong.. Wei would never act like a fool if he didn't have to; he had always been a sensible person.
-Somewhere-
There she sat, on an old wooden bench in the garden with a lovely view of their flower garden. In her hands she held tight a small branch of unbloomed pink flowers she had found laying on the ground. 'They're definitely your flowers, everytime I see them I think of you' She embraced the flowers tighter as she recalled her memories of a happier time.
"Honey a word with you?" Asked a worried voice in a motherly tone. The voice belonged to a woman with long black hair that was curly-wavy, she had warm emerald eyes, and a lovely green flowered dress on.
"Of course Mama!" Replied the young girl with her flowing auburn hair and bright emerald eyes. She wore a white halter dress and her long hair was loosely braided.
"Sakura.. I am worried for you." Nadeshiko stated with a concerned looked as she took the branch from the young girl's lap, and held it up in her delicate hand.
"Why would you be worried Mama?" Sakura replied with a confused look, though she only stared at the branch in her mother's hands.
"Sakura how long has it been now… three years? You've been waiting for that boy since you were 15 years old, Sakura you are turning 18 soon. I don't want to just watch you wait here for someone who, if he was coming back, should have come back by now." Nadeshiko began as she tossed the branch in front of her, "I don't want to watch you waste your life like this… like I did."
"Mama, you never wasted your life, you found the one you love and he died so you made a choice not to find someone else. Mama, please don't tell me to move on when you did not yourself. I've made my own choice, I choose to wait for him. You were 21 when Papa left you I was 15, yes there's an age difference but still. I'm going to stand by my choice, like you did yours." Sakura answered with her eyes staring at the branch.
"Sakura, I had two young children and I wasn't exactly young-" Nadeshiko began
"Mom, you were 21 most people that age were still partying life up. I get you fell in love with dad when you were 14 and you got married at 17, don't criticize my choices, because I could very well criticize yours." Sakura retorted with an angered look that seemed to not suit her face. She exhaled and went over to pick up the branch of cherry blossoms her mother had thrown.
-In the car-
"Oh Syaoran I'm so happy you're coming to this museum show with me! I'm so excited!" Tomoyo squealed from the other side of the limo, drinking a diet soda.
"I promised I would, I did buy the tickets." Syaoran replied as he stared out the window in thought. After a few moments, the limo fell to an awkward silence. Tomoyo sat drinking her diet soda as Syaoran just stared out the window thinking.
"Syaoran… what are you looking at?" Tomoyo quizzed as she slid over to a seat near Syaoran.
"Oh, just those uhm.." Syaoran paused thinking of a lie when a blooming tree came into view, "…Those blooming pink trees."
"Oh yeah, those trees are known for being beautiful." Tomoyo sighed as she looked at one herself.
"What are they called anyway?" Syaoran asked as he stared at one. As he stared at one, a voice came into his head, he didn't know whose it was.. and that bothered him.
"…Never forget me, you're my first love.."
"Cherry blossoms trees, here in Japan they're known as Sa-" Tomoyo started then her phone beeped, "Oh gosh, it's my annoying cousin Natsuka. I'll be a while but uh, I'll get back to you."
Syaoran let out a sigh then leaned back in his seat. His eyes never left the Cherry blossom trees, since most of the roads were lined with them. He ended up ignoring Tomoyo talking on the phone with her cousin and found he was being lulled into a nice sleep that he welcomed happily.
-dream-
The air smelt of freshly bloomed flowers and the sun shown so bright it blinded the eyes for a moment. When vision was back, a house came into view painted white and at the top was a window. In the window a hair from a person moved out of view it was long, a brown color, and most likely from a girl. The air filled with a sugary sweet voice, and his mouth moved.
"Sa.." But he stopped and followed a male voice he heard. From behind a corner he listened.
"..And Mama, she told me that for once she didn't have to try to be happy, because when she is with him it just happens. Mom, I think she might… love him"
His heart literally skipped a beat and his eyes turned to those beautiful pink flowers..
-end dream-
"Syaoran? You've been asleep for nearly an hour." Tomoyo stated as she shook Syaoran, trying to wake him up.
"Oh yeah.. So.." Syaoran muttered as he sat upright.
"Ah, I'm sorry she's calling AGAIN." Tomoyo cried as she picked up the phone.
Syaoran let out a sigh as his gaze fell back to the scenery. The flowers bothered him for some reason. They were pretty, he couldn't deny that, but his dreams had them in it and he sees them everywhere. Yet for some reason, no one tells him the tree's name, they always seem to avoid it somehow.
Then Syaoran's thoughts drifted to Wei. What was with him lately? He was acting odd.. perhaps he was right. Maybe he should listen to Wei… he always did know best. But, trusting Wei basically meant to not trust Tomoyo, his first love. He glanced up at Tomoyo who was blabbing on the phone to her cousin and staring at her fingernails. Syaoran had been pretty sure he loved that woman, but now that he thought about it she was acting strange. She always seemed a little… eccentric but that's what he liked about her.
-end-
Ahh, it felt good finishing that. I will not lie. So yes, go review and shtuff for me because that'd make this writer's day. And once this story is completed (hopefully in around 5-7 chapters) be sure to read my other ones!
Ja ne!