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is my story that bad dat u guys don't hv time to review for it? (cries more)
plz, DO review!!!
i'm waiting...
this chapter is something u guys won't be expecting...
and finally, i get 2 introduce Li...I'm so delighted!!!!! i hope u guys like the way i portray him...i could definitely do with some help... i hv never written a CCS SakuraxSyaoran fic, so plz, be considerate...i know for instance dat the band name really sucks, but dat can't be helped...i didn't think of anything else...also, canu put in ideas for Eriol's confession to Tomoyo...i wud really appreciate it...
thanks for all ur help...
The sunlight streaming into the bedroom would have cheered even the most distraught soul in the world. But not him. Every morning was like a torture for him. Everyday, he had to smile and greet people whom he didn't even know. Everyday, he had to pretend to appreciate, and most importantly, stand, the crowd of fawning girls who laughed and batted their eyelashes at his least amusing comments. He wondered, when was the last time I actually flashed a genuine smile at anyone?
As the digital alarm went off, he pushed the covers and walked over to his washroom. Not bothering to glance at his stunning reflection in the mirror, he splashed some water on his face. Wiping his face with a towel, his eyes fell on the portrait of his mother which hung over his vast four-poster bed. He stared at it for sometime, his mind drifting back to the time when he was a normal kid. His mother looked regal, with a hint of royal pride on her porcelain white face. Her midnight dark hair was bounded by a stash of royal purple and a diadem sparkled over her forehead. She sat on a high backed chair, smiling at him. Suddenly, he felt a sense of longing and desire tearing him up from within. He wanted to go back to his mother, lie in her arms again; but; Yelan Li would not accept him. She wanted her son to grow up, and so, here he was, growing up.
He glowered at the portrait, irritated with his mother. She just wanted the fame, richness and the prestige. Sure, she wanted it all for him; but; did she ever stop to think what he wanted?
He was snapped out of his reverie when he heard a subtle knock on his door. He opened the door to find himself facing his butler and only true friend in the world, Wei.
"Good morning, Master Syaoran," said Wei, bowing respectfully. Li shook his head and scowled, "haven't I told you not to call me that? I'm just Syaoran to you. You call me that one more time, I'll fire you," he finished. Wei chuckled and said, "You know you can't do that. You are to kind for it." Li frowned and muttered something like, "taking advantage of the situation."
Wei grinned and said, "there's a call for you, sire." Li uttered a strangled yell and said, "I don't want to speak to anyone today. No one. I'm busy today, darn it!" Wei's smile vanished as he whispered, "Please sire. This does not suit your demeanor. There is a lady on the phone."
Li snatched the phone out of Wei's hands and said, "Hello?" an excited voice piped up, "Syao-I mean, Li-kun…oh god, I don't know what to say…here, you speak!" a smooth voice came on the phone, "hello, Syaoran-kun. I'm Ayumi Yamamura and I'm the president of the IluvSyaoran club in my school. We just wanted to wish you a hearty good morning." Syaoran grunted, "thank you," and almost immediately, he could not hear anything as there was a scuffle and loud squealing in the background. Shaking his head, he disconnected it and looked up to see Wei, who looked as though he might explode if he didn't laugh. Shaking his head, Syaoran said icily, "Whatever you do, just don't laugh."
He was sure, some miles away, the over smart girl and her gang might have already recorded the conversation. (Sure enough, he was right. Some 200 miles away, a distraught Ayumi was yelling her lungs out in order to get her club members off her. After a few moments, everyone was back in place and now, the girls were trying to listen to and imitate the way Syaoran pronounced each syllable.)
Syaoran sighed as he stared at the lush green lawn in front of him. Emerald green had always been his favorite color, ever since he was a little child. But the perfectly mowed lawn and the splendorous fountain made him want to tear at everything. He hated it when things were always perfect. Why can't they be a bit haphazardly for a change? Why can't he be….normal?
He didn't understand why people envied him, why people wanted to be in his place and be just like him. If living a life which consisted of staying away from the ones you love, if living a life of a superstar meant running through schedules, smiling when you didn't want to, laughing when you were actually at the verge of tears, hiding your true feelings behind a mask, trying to look intimidating when you actually want to run away, he would exchange this life with anyone. He wanted to be a normal 16 year old, having a normal school life and a normal girlfriend. Not just any woman who slept with you for your looks and your money.
Running a frustrated hand through his chocolate locks, he walked out to be greeted by a schedule of the number of appointments and advertisements he would have to shoot for that day. Scowling, he crumpled the paper and threw it against the wall. He ran out, grabbing his car keys. If he was going to live in Japan, he might as well see it without any interference.
Without telling Wei or any other servant about his whereabouts, he ran out and slipped into his Ferrari.
After racing through the streets, he arrived at a small place. Frowning, he saw the name 'Tomoeda' and grunted. Good. He was sure he would not be recognized in this place. He had been afraid of Tokyo, but this was OK.
But being a star made you wary and so, he pulled a long cloak over his shoulders (green) and a cap that hid his hair. He walked down the street, getting a lot of stares due to his funny attire. He didn't care.
He bought an ice-cream at a vendor and sat at a bench in the park, savoring the bitter taste of choco chip in his mouth. It was a warm peaceful day, without any hustle and bustle of any sort of activity. The only sound that was heard was that of the passing traffic. There were not many people at the park too. The cool wind lifted his bangs and so, he hurriedly pulled the cap a bit lower.
His eyes wandered to where a group of children were playing. As the ball rolled to his feet, a young girl yelled, "hey Mr.! Could I have my ball back please?" Syaoran smiled. A truly genuine smile. He got up and walked over to the little girl and said, "Here you go, my lady. You sure are cute. What's your name?" the girl shook her head and said, "My Oni-chan says I shouldn't speak to strangers."
Syaoran smile widened. Bending down to the girl, he said, "You sure are smart. But…I'm not a stranger, am I? I gave you your ball back, didn't I?" the girl nodded and said brightly, "You're right! I'm Hitomi! Pleased to meet you! Who're you?" Syaoran chuckled and said, "Let's just say…I'm your tomodachi."
Just as he was about to turn around and get up, he fell down because of something. Groaning, he tried to get up but he was unable to. Cursing, he said, "gerroffme!" something moved. Syaoran sat on the ground, frozen, his palms on the rough cobbled path. A long legged girl lay sprawled on top of him, groaning. What made him dumbstruck was the pair of dazzling green eyes who were boring into his amber ones. So beautiful. They stirred a part of his soul; something hidden in him. They were perfect. His most favorite color.
He snapped out of his trance when he saw the girl trying to get up. He shoved her away roughly, afraid of himself. The girl got up and snarled, "Hey! What's with the dump-you act? Don't you have the decency to help a lady get up? Just a while ago you were totally checking me out!"
At this point, Syaoran spluttered, "checking you out! Excuse me; I have better things to do then checking out dumb chicks like you!" he stopped, annoyed with himself. He had spoken too much. The girl was just another brainless idiot. What if she figured out it was actually Li Syaoran, the lead singer of the Metallic Wolves?
As she stamped her foot angrily, her hair swished about her waist, which resembled the honey brown leaves of autumn. Great, now I'm getting all romantic and poetic, thought Syaoran, sarcastically. "Look Mr., if you can't see where you go, it's not my fault! Just don't lean on your ass in the middle of the way." With that final huffy statement, she vanished. He saw that she had left behind something. He reached out and picked up the little pink wallet and opened it to read: Sakura Kinomoto.
Sakura. He let the name roll round his tongue. He knew that in Japanese, it meant 'cherry blossoms' or the pink flowers Japan is so famous for.
Meanwhile, an annoyed Sakura was stamping and making her way through the streets of Tomoeda, attracting a lot of attention because of her walk. "How dare he talk like that to me! Who does he think he is? Li Syaoran?" she muttered under her breath. (A/N: isn't that funny….it is Li Syaoran...:D)
To those who read the previous chappies carefully enough, I'll explain. Eriol Hiiragizawa, formerly known as Clow Reed, had managed to give Sakura the strength and ability to walk. However, this power would last only for a month. And while she enjoyed the freeness her limbs gave her, people called it God's wonder while her doctor simply put it as a "medical miracle." But Sakura knew, when a month was up, she would go back to being the sullen, lame girl. To those who don't know much about multiple sclerosis (A/N: Like Me… :) this disease involves symptoms that appear and disappear. So, for a period of time, the patient feels as though nothing is wrong with him/her. So, her lameness was probably the period when her limbs were the weakest. But since I'm a devilishly cruel writer who's desperately in love with Eriol, I gave him the credit. However, multiple sclerosis can kill, though very rarely.
Sakura opened the door with her spare keys and smelled the homey smell that always hung around the Kinomoto residence. She walked upstairs and glanced at her a calendar: just one more day to go. She fell on her bed, dreaming of Li Syaoran. She would be attending his concert tomorrow. Tomorrow seemed so far away.
Smiling, she walked downstairs to find herself looking at the picture of herself and Tomoyo clad in their Halloween costumes. She was so grateful to all her friends. And then her eyes fell on Clow's reincarnation. He was the greatest. As if to emphasize her thinking, a voice suddenly called, "Sakura! Sakura-san! Are you home?"
Sakura opened the door to find Eriol standing there, his bangs were dripping because of the rain. (A/N: when did it start raining…? I guess Eriol looks more cute like this, so…. :D) Sakura looked questioningly at him as he refused to come in. "Sakura, have you heard from To- Tomoyo?" he gasped, sneezing because he had just caught a cold. (A/N: how kawaii….goes all starry eyed and falls down)Sakura shook her head, worried.
Come to think of, 'Moyo-chan hasn't contacted me at all today…wonder what's up? Is she doing ok? Or is she hurt? Is she still ill, perhaps? No ways…even if she was dying, she would have called or at least, text messaged me…. Sakura, you baka, your best friend's always been there for you and now you aren't there for her…you were so wrapped up in the thought that you could finally walk, you forgot all about your dearest friend in the whole world….
Eriol looked at her, searching for an answer. Sakura shook her head and said, "Hang on, Eriol-kun! I'll just get my mackintosh and we'll be off!" Eriol waited for Sakura. He saw that she had got a dark blue one for him as well, and a lavender colored one for Tomoyo. "In case we find her out, we can give her this," grinned Sakura. Eriol grinned back, in a worried sort of way as the two of them ran across the streets of Tomoeda.
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"Arigatou, gozaimasu," said Sakura, as they bowed to Maki, the owner of Twin Bells, a shop near Eriol and Tomoyo's school. Tomoyo often came there to shop for accessories required for making her and Sakura's dresses. But Maki said that she hadn't seen Tomoyo all day.
As they got into the rain again, Sakura asked Eriol, "Did you check at her house?" Eriol nodded. He remembered the faces of the maids as they thought of their beloved mistress, who had gone missing. Eriol flicked out his sleek black cell and dialed Tomoyo's number for the 51th time that day. Damn, Tomoyo, why don't you answer? He thought as he desperately checked for any missed calls. Sakura watched him, worried as well.
"Any luck?" she asked, worried. Eriol shook his head. A thousand images of Tomoyo flashed in Sakura's head as she thought of the girl, who was probably kidnapped by the mafia or something. As they reached a forking, Eriol turned to Sakura and said, "You go that way, and I'll go this way! And For heaven's sake, answer your bloody cell phone!"
Sakura nodded. Eriol set out, sprinting. As he raced through the puddles, splashing water everywhere, he wondered what was wrong. The cheerful, cherubic Tomoyo he knew would never seclude herself in this manner. If only he could see her one last time. He would even forgive that bastard of a Houjo for asking Tomoyo out. Tomoyo, please answer, he thought as the woman on the phone said for about the 52th time, "the number you're trying to contact is currently switched off. Please try again later."
Eriol had reached Penguin Park. He knew this was a place he hadn't checked and so, he set out to search for the raven haired girl. "Tomoyo! Tomoyo! answer me!" yelled Eriol, cupping his mouth as he shouted over the vast and empty play ground. No answer. Sighing, Eriol kicked the wet mud and ended up splattering his own shoes. Cursing, he ventured deeper into the woods. (A/N: I don't think if you guys remember, there was a forest near Penguin Park…the Sakura-Yukito episode)
He wandered aimlessly, occasionally shouting to see if anybody answered him. He soon reached a clearing. As he looked around, to his utmost amazement, he saw a girl with long black hair lying in the grass. Even though her pale face was smudged with dirt, Eriol could still make out that the gorgeous girl was none other than Tomoyo. He ran over to her and picked her up. "Tomoyo, can you hear me?" he asked urgently.
As his breath fanned her colorless lips, Tomoyo's eyelashes fluttered once or twice. She slowly opened her eyes to reveal intense violet pupils that were full of an emotion Eriol certainly didn't expect: anger. Pushing a numb Eriol away, she yelled, walking dangerously close to the cliff, "get away from me, Hiiragizawa!" Eriol looked at her, perplexed.
The rain was still crashing down on them. Eriol tentatively stepped forward to the now sobbing Tomoyo, who was still arching back towards the cliff. As she stood at the edge, a few rocks and some mud tumbled down. Eriol gasped softly; worried that Tomoyo may fall and lose her life.
"If you come even a little closer to me, I swear, I'll jump Hiiragizawa!" came the strangled scream and so, Eriol stood stock still. Over the deafening thunder, he shouted, "care to tell me what's wrong, Tomoyo?" Tomoyo looked at him, tears pouring down her porcelain cheeks. Eriol could still distinguish them from the rain as her tears had a sparkly look about them.
Tomoyo closed her eyes and let herself fall. She heard Eriol's yell, the rain crashing down, the creatures of the night and then, all was silent. She opened her eyes slowly, wondering if she was dead. To her utmost confusion, she saw a pair of hands as white as her face, wrapped around her. She looked up unconsciously, to see Eriol's face. On seeing her awake, Eriol hugged her tighter.
Tomoyo felt dizzy. "Why did you save me?" she asked him, angrily. Eriol didn't reply for a moment. Drawing himself up, he said, "I can't let you die over some pathetic reason. Did you think of what Sakura and I would have gone through if we saw your lifeless form?" Tomoyo felt a lump in her throat. Sakura-chan, her beloved Sakura-chan would have surely died of shock….
"Tell me what's wrong," he said gently, yet persuasively. Tomoyo began to cry again. Eriol held her tighter. It still hadn't stopped raining. Her tears fell on his cheek, but Eriol didn't mind. Right now all he cared about was ridding Tomoyo of the pain inside her. "Houjo….he left me," came the muffled reply. Eriol looked at her. He suddenly burst out laughing. Tomoyo glared at him and said, "I knew it! You're mocking me!"
Eriol shook his head and said, "nah. I'm just marveling at the power of love. I'm just thinking how a simple attraction can make even a wise and intellectual person like you annoyingly stupid, Daidouji-san." Tomoyo stared at him. Eriol sighed and explained, "Look, if he left you, there had to be a logical reason behind it. Mostly, forgive me for saying this, such popular and good looking guys are just merely playboys who don't care about a girl's feelings."
"That's not true! He did love me! He told me so!" exclaimed Tomoyo, pushing Eriol away. Eriol held up his hands and said, "That's the reason I didn't want to tell you that, Daidouji-san. The very same reason." Tomoyo looked at him, hatred shining in her eyes. He was…right. Standing up, Eriol continued, "There are a lot of people in the world who care a lot about you, Daidouji-san. It would…kill them if you ended your life. I have to go now. Good day, Daidouji-san."
Tomoyo sat there, numb. "Aren't you worried that I may try killing myself again?" she yelled to the departing figure looming in the distance. Eriol, turned back and shouted, "I think not. I've given you a lot to think about."
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Li Syaoran got up from the bench he was sitting on and proceeded to the cherry blossom trees. He touched the bark of the tree. Feeling the rough sensation on his finger tips, he pondered about the incident that had just taken place. He had never seen anyone with such lovely eyes. He wondered if even emeralds with such a vivid hue of green existed in the world.
As he stood there, watching the children, the dapple sunlight shining on his slight frame, he sensed a movement behind him. Tensed, he turned behind only to find the back of his neck exposed to a light finger, which was now playing with his collar. Turning around slowly, he faced a girl with ruby red eyes and long black hair, who was grinning at him cheekily.
"Meilin! Don't jump at me like that," scowled Li. "oh yeah," grinned Meilin. "Well, for once I can be happy. I scared the shit out of my cousin." Li scowled and turned away. She had managed to find him after all. He was really hoping he could run away, but that was not possible if your best pal and cousin was your secretary, manager, and not to mention, chief of security personnel. Wei knew how to get the young lady to work. If a job involved seeing her favorite cousin everyday and a handsome paycheck and innumerable accessories (clothes, cell phones, handbags) Meilin could not say no.
"What's wrong with you, Xiao-Lang?" said Meilin seriously, turning Li around and staring straight into his piercing amber eyes. Li frowned even more and said nothing. That was another trait of Meilin's he despised. She, apart form his mother and the green-eyed girl, was the only person who could look into Li's eyes and not falter. Li just got up and walked towards the drinking fountain.
"Xiao-Lang! I was talking to you, you know!" stamped Meilin, her eyes flashing. Li merely inclined his head as though acknowledging her. Meilin walked towards him and screamed, "you better come home with me, or else, tell me what your (censored) problem is!" Li stood up, his eyes flashing. "You wanna know what my (censored) problem is?" "Yeah! Tell me, (censored)!" screamed Meilin. Li looked at the sky and said, "Simple. I don't think I can live this sort of life anymore. I want to be normal. I want to have normal friends, go to a normal school and live the way other kids do. I want to be like you, Meilin. I don't want to be a rock star or have girls swooning at the mere sight of me." Kicking a can, he continued, "I tried running away so many times, but you and Wei always seem to find me."
"That's 'cause you don't really go to far," said Meilin dryly. "I don't want to 'cause when I think of the trouble you and Wei will go through, I get scared," he said, glaring at her. Meilin nodded and said, a smile tugging at her cherry red lips, "ok. You win, cous. I won't disagree with you. But running away from our troubles ain't going to help you. You gotta fight!" she said, with a maniacal gleam in her eye. "You know what," said Li, sweat dropping.
"Hmmm?" asked Meilin, her eyes still starry. "That accent so does not suit you," he finished dryly.
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Sakura quietly handed Tomoyo a tissue as she broke down yet again. After Eriol had left, Sakura had found Tomoyo and the two of them had head straight away to Sakura's house. There, Tomoyo had told Sakura about her sad story. Right now, Sakura felt a deep raw burn in her heart a she thought of Eriol, who was probably more heart broken than Tomoyo. For a fraction of a second, Sakura wondered if she should tell Tomoyo about Eriol's feeling towards her. But, on second thoughts, she refrained from doing so as it would probably worsen the situation and Eriol would definitely kill her.
Tomoyo dabbed her eyes and said, "Hiiragizawa-kun…..he saved me. I don't know what I was thinking. I was going to end my life over someone like Houjo… oh Sakura-chan, I feel so foolish!" saying this, she began to cry again. Sakura placed the tissue box aside and gently held Tomoyo as she sobbed harder. "Tomoyo-chan no baka," whispered Sakura gently. "If anyone else was in your place, they would have felt the same. After all, Tomoyo, he was the first guy you ever fell for; it is but obvious you feel like killing yourself. You should know that there are over a million fish in the sea. If one is fished out, there'll still be many more left!"
Tomoyo smiled and said, hugging Sakura more tightly, "Arigatou, Sakura-chan. If it weren't for you and Eriol-kun, I would be….far away by now." Sakura winked and said, "I think you should thank Eriol more than me! After all, he was the one who told you how wrong you were!" Tomoyo smiled and said, "Yes. I think I'll thank him as well. I wonder if I should give him something…"
Sakura smiled secretly and thought, Tomoyo-chan, if you only knew…the only thing Eriol-kun wants- is you…
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