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1 Tomoyo Video Diary 4
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2 By G. P.
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4 This is a sequel to the bonus videos released with the Japanese CCS
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5 DVD seasons. The first explains how the entire Card Captor Sakura
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6 series was a creation and production by Tomoyo, who used her footage
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7 of the real Sakura for individual episodes.
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8
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9 Please send any comments, questions, and observations to:
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10 Treeandleaf2002@yahoo.com
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13
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14 Sakura lay thinking in bed, covered by a fluffy down quilt. Unable
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15 to keep her thoughts to herself, the girl whispered softly, "Tomoyo-
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16 chan, are you awake?"
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17
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18 "Hai, Sakura-chan," came the sweet and melodious reply.
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19
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20 Sakura hesitated a minute, and then asked tentatively, "Tomoyo-chan,
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21 um, can I ask you something?"
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22
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23 "Sakura-chan can ask me anything she likes," the cheery voice
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24 answered.
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25
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26 Sakura rolled over, and saw the dark-haired girl lying on her side,
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27 gazing at her with starry eyes. She blushed, as she always did when
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28 the girl regarded her with such overwhelming adoration. She tried to
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29 calm down and compose her thoughts, but only when she looked away
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30 could she continue,
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31
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32 "Tomoyo-chan, why did you do your series the way you did? I mean,
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33 why did you end Card Captor Sakura like that?"
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34
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35 The voice that replied seemed genuinely puzzled, "Like what, Sakura-
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36 chan? I'm sorry, I don't believe I understand."
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37
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38 Sakura looked at the radiant girl, clad in a charmingly lacey pink
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39 and green nightgown. This didn't help her concentration at all, and
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40 she spoke in a halting voice,
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41
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42 "I mean, why did you have me end up with Li-kun like that? The last
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43 picture of the manga looked like I was just falling into his arms or
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44 something. Or more like I tripped and fell. I know I'm sort of clumsy
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45 sometimes, but why Li-kun?"
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46
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47 Tomoyo smiled brightly as she answered, "Because you looked so cute
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48 together."
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49
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50 "Cute? He's practically scowling in every picture we're in. I think
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51 he liked posing even less than I did. Even I can see we'd be a
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52 terrible couple. He's always grumpy, doesn't like to talk, and when
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53 he does it's just to complain about something. Oh, that would have
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54 been a great marriage!” Sakura was wound up and spoke excitedly, “I
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55 can see it now: I've spent the whole day fixing up the house,
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56 preparing a lovely dinner, and I'm wearing my prettiest dress for him
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57 when comes in, plops into a chair, turns on the TV, and yells out,
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58 'Beer-u!'"
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59
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60 Tomoyo giggled, covering her mouth daintily with a slender hand.
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61 With undimmed enthusiasm she replied, "But it was a maho shoujo
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62 story. I had to have a happy ending for my pretty Cardmistress."
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63
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64 Sakura stared in disbelief, "Happy ending? What kind of happy ending
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65 was that? What's happy about me being stuck with Li-kun? At least you
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66 could have given me Yukito-san." At that, Sakura's cheek colored
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67 crimson, which brightened Tomoyo's ever-present smile even more.
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68 Tomoyo suddenly looked thoughtful, as if reviewing a complex
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69 mathematical equation,
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70
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71 "But then poor Touya would have been all alone. And he worked so
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72 hard at all those jobs, and he really was a wonderful brother, even
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73 if he did tease my precious Sakura-chan sometimes."
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74
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75 Sakura's fist shook in helpless rage and a vein popped on her
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76 forehead as she recalled the sweet memories of childhood, "Sometimes?
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77 Grrrrrrr. All my life it was, 'Hey, monster. What are you doing,
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78 monster? Did you ruin supper again, monster?'” Calming down a bit she
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79 asked, “Well, why not Mizuki-sensei? Why didn't he end up with her?"
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80
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81 She was aware of Tomoyo's giggling again as her blood pressure
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82 gradually returned to normal. The pale girl smiled again and replied,
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83
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84 "But what about poor Eriol-kun? He'd been waiting for a special
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85 someone for hundreds of years. It just seemed too sad to leave him
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86 all alone at the end."
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87
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88 Sakura thought about this in silence. Eriol-kun was far too
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89 manipulative for her liking, but she couldn't argue with Tomoyo's
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90 sense of the dramatic. In a rueful voice she noted,
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91
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92 "Well, at least Mizuki-sensei was closer to his age. Not like those
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93 awful doujinshi you showed me."
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94
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95 Tomoyo laughed out loud at the disapproval in the genki girl's
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96 voice. In a bubbly tone she asked innocently, "You don't believe he
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97 and I made a good couple? We are both dark-haired and pale, so we
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98 looked very nice together, don't you think?"
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99
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100 Sakura practically exploded, "Tomoyo-chan, it was awful! You and
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101 Eriol would be horrible together. The whole idea is just, just
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102 stupid. What kind of crazy people write those things, anyway?"
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103
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104 Tomoyo looked thoughtful again as she spoke in her musical voice, "I
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105 suppose you're right. I mean, we are both sort of eccentric, but I
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106 don't guess I have a thing for older men. Especially when they are
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107 really, really, really, older." At this Tomoyo burst out in a fresh
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108 gale of giggling, and Sakura restrained the urge to toss a pillow her
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109 way. She also realized how gloriously happy the girl's laughter made
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110 her feel.
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111
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112 "I don't remember you having much of a thing for really, really
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113 young men, either," Sakura teased. She looked at those breathtaking
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114 azure eyes that regarded her now with such love and affection.
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115 Suddenly, the auburn-haired girl turned serious as she spoke,
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116
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117 "Besides, what kind of happy ending is it when Tomoyo-chan is all
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118 alone? It's like you just faded away, and I never even knew. I was
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119 crying at the end. I didn't like it. I would never let that happen.
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120 Never."
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121
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122 Tomoyo reached out and softly caressed the satin-smooth cheek of the
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123 girl beside her. Her fingers played with the silky, cinnamon hair
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124 that sparkled in the glow of their little Kero-chan nightlight. She
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125 saw the tears, more precious than diamonds, glittering at the corners
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126 of those wide, emerald eyes. Tomoyo's voice was sweetly reassuring,
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127 like a mother comforting a child awakening from a bad dream,
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128
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129 "I'd never want to make my Sakura-chan sad. I'm so sorry if I did.
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130 But stories should be like that, don't you think? Happy-sad, I mean.
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131 Otherwise it just doesn't seem right. Besides, I did get a happy
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132 ending. I have Sakura-chan, who makes me happier than anything else
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133 in the whole world."
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134
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135 Sakura smiled through her tears, and felt a breathless rush as the
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136 pale girl leaned towards her. The lavender hair fell in a scented
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137 cascade, like a waterfall of petals that tickled her bare shoulders.
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138 Sakura closed her eyes, her heart throbbing wildly. After an
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139 exquisitely long pause, she felt the brush of those feathery soft
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140 lips. She trembled as Tomoyo kissed her, a slow, voluptuous kiss that
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141 sweetly shook her heart and aroused her awakening senses. She opened
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142 her eyes and saw the luminous face above her, lips glistening wetly.
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143 In a tremulous voice she whispered,
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144
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145 “As long as you have a happy ending , too. Then it’s all right.”
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146
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147 Tomoyo gazed silently at the lithesome form below her, and murmured
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148 liltingly, “Kisses always make for a happy ending. And happy
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149 beginnings, too.”
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150
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151 With that, she fell into the gentle arms of her beloved Sakura-chan.
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