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1 Title: The Different Path
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2 Author: Matthias Engel aka MysticMew
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3 Feedback: Solarsenshi@gmx.de
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4 Status: Alpha
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5 Fandom: Card Captor Sakura (manga)
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6 Rating: PG(-13) (Nothing serious, really)
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7 Category: Romance, Darkish and Drama (at the beginning)
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8 Pairing: Sakura/Tomoyo
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9 Timeline: Hard to pinpoint, begins years after the manga and then...
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10 well, you'll see.
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11 Summary: When you realize your feelings too late, there is nothing you
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12 can do. No force in existence can undo what is fixed in time... Or is
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13 there?
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14 Distribution: MSD (www.catstrio.de), Shoujo Ai.com (www.shoujoai.com),
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15 ff.net (www.fanfiction.net), Mediaminer (www.mediaminer.org), others
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16 may follow. If you like this fic for your story, please tell me, I'm
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17 not likely to put stones in your way, but I like to know where it
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18 goes.
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19 Legal Disclaimer: This story features two females romantically
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20 involved. If that is illegal where you are or entirely not your thing,
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21 turn around and leave now.
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22 Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura belongs to CLAMP and assorted
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23 companies, I claim no right on the characters and original storyline.
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24 Story Disclaimer: The Different Path(c)2003 by Matthias Engel
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25
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26 ******************************
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27
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28 Foreword
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29
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30 Hi, there. And another new fandom for me. :) It has taken me awhile to
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31 get around and finally get into CCS. I am not sure myself anymore why
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32 I never was interested in it before since I do love CLAMP's work (a
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33 big Rayearth fan after all). But now I finally did read the manga (at
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34 least a fan-translated version) and I think I am rather addicted now.
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35 ;)
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36 This story follows the plot of the manga. I have only seen the first
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37 six episodes of the anime so far (local, German dub) and quite frankly
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38 I tend to stick to the original most of the time anyway with facts.
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39 Often anime leaves out so many important things. This is important
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40 because there is a card in this story that I know exists in the anime
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41 but not in the manga. Try to forget what you know about the additional
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42 cards in the anime, it won't be the same.
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43 Bear with me, I finished the manga recently and have read a couple of
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44 CCS fics. Compared to my knowledge about other anime/manga, I am still
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45 trying to get a clear grasp on the characters, their feelings and
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46 thoughts (an aspect rather important to my style of writing), so it
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47 might seem a little rough here and there. I hope you still like it.
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48 This has been produced in more or less one day... if I count together
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49 the hours. I began Friday morning and finished it later today,
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50 Saturday. It's hard to give a clear writing time as I tend to do with
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51 my other rare short stories since it hasn't been done in one session -
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52 so I won't.
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53 This might become part of a series. MIGHT.
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54 Now enough with the intro notes. Enjoy!
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55
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56 ******************************
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57
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58 The Different Path
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59 Based on the works of CLAMP
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60 Story Concept by Matthias Engel
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61
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62 ******************************
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63
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64 A lone raven was steadily crowing, the sharp, barking sounds almost
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65 like a fierce protector, a fierce protector of what lay beyond the
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66 metal fence on which he was perched atop. His eyes were gleaming -
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67 malevolent one might say - eying the trio in its guarded sanctuary
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68 with wary eyes. It probably thought no less of us than the usual
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69 disturbances that had taken a hold of not only this lonely place of
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70 eternal rest but the entire world... and probably much more. That was
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71 most likely of little interest to the raven as it sat, guarding, alone
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72 but never lonely, the spirits always a detached company...
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73 I met the ruby eyes of the raven and held his gaze for a couple
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74 of seconds, satisfied only when the small creature nodded sharply
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75 once, emitting a low screech, turning away once again to look out for
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76 more... intruders. I smiled but the smile lacked emotion, bitter and
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77 twisted, barely even a ghost of what it had once been anymore. Where
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78 was no purpose for that smile anymore. For what would you smile if
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79 there was nothing left?
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80 I glanced up into the midnight sky and the angry black and
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81 crimson-tainted clouds overshadowing every light. It had been this way
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82 for a long time now. And ever since a few days ago, that was all the
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83 world would ever see. Walking silently past the rows and rows of
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84 stones, marking the resting places of those that left this world
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85 already, I could not deny the thought that maybe those that already
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86 left before everything started were better off. They had left in
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87 relative peace, most of them probably content with their time spent
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88 here. I knew that sounded rather harsh but it didn't feel particular
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89 illogical.
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90 I never quite liked graveyards. I think in my youth it was a mix
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91 of the silent longing for my mother whenever we visited her grave and
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92 the very atmosphere itself. Oniichan had forever sealed my fear of
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93 ghosts in place. Now, years later, I still felt a tiny shudder albeit
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94 knowing now that ghosts were not something you had to worry about -
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95 there were far more dangerous and scarier things out there. Now,
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96 leaving behind the neatly arranged rows of graves - the flowers
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97 everywhere already starting to wither and die from the lack of
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98 sunlight these days - I decided that I hated graveyards even more. I
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99 guess I never was someone who liked to say goodbye and this place had
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100 taken too much from me to feel even neutral about it.
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101 I passed by my parents' graves, side by side, stopping for a
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102 moment to pay my respect and make sure that Flower's magic was still
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103 working. Continuing on I did the same with Touya's. Glancing to the
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104 side my more or less monotone features softened into an expression of
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105 compassion. Yue stood in silence, not moving, as if in prayer. Maybe
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106 he was, I couldn't quite tell.
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107 Quietly slipping past him I went to the end of the row, two
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108 beautifully decorated tombstones were left, sustained by magic and
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109 protect from the darkness engulfing the world, like a tiny spot of
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110 light in an ocean of shadows...
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111
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112 Syaoran Li
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113 1982 - 2001
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114 Brave and courageous, he protected his loved ones until the end.
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115
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116 A spot of light that in the end wasn't much more than an echo,
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117 just like the light of the distant stars that reached us was an echo
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118 of a long time ago. You can see but you can't reach for it, because
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119 the moment you do, you only realize it is long gone already.
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120
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121 Daidouji Tomoyo
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122 1982 - 2001
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123
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124 A light in the darkness, always there, always giving. She was
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125 our heart, taking the burdens we could not. Her rest shall be
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126 peaceful, for if anyone, she deserves it most.
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127 A tear slipped past my eyelids, down my cheeks, before dropping
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128 to the ground at my feet unhindered. I thought I'd lost the ability to
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129 cry long ago, the endless pool finally drained dry. Yet, it still
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130 wasn't enough. The human heart was not made for that kind of torture,
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131 especially not such a young one, I mused. I could feel it even now,
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132 the soundless cry, like a crescendo bubbling to the surface to be
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133 finally released without sound because sound was incapable of doing
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134 the emotions inside justice.
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135 For days I had cried myself to sleep afterwards, asking myself,
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136 wondering where it had gone wrong, what we had done to deserve this.
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137 Nothing, I suppose. We were all just pawns in the big game after all.
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138 It was our fate. Everything would surely be alright... as long as it
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139 was convenient.
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140 I knelt down to trace the letters on the cold... dead... stone.
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141 One after another. Every word bringing a new emotion, a new memory. I
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142 let them wash over me. Years spend so innocently, without care,
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143 without the knowledge that everything would eventually be gone, far
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144 sooner than we could ever imagine. I had been so naïve back then. A
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145 part of me didn't want to regret it, but another part was filled with
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146 immeasurable guilt of the decisions I made so totally in disregard of
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147 the effect they had for those around me. These last nights I had
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148 contemplated, theorized what I could have done. But in the end, there
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149 was no simple solution. Even if I had known back then, I would have
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150 had to make a decision, people I cared about would still be hurt. It
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151 would just have been... a different path.
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152 A happier path?
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153 I didn't know. Even though the situation called for it lately, I
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154 never invoked the power to see the future. If I had known, I was sure,
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155 it would have been far more brutal. Clow had known his own death and
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156 could do nothing about it. Knowing the future was not the same as
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157 standing above it, of being untouchable. You could know everything but
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158 in the end, you also knew it would happen this way or another. And
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159 knowing that and being unable to do anything about it had to hurt far
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160 worse.
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161 Losing Syaoran and Tomoyo had been the most painful thing that
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162 ever happened to me. I was sure I would follow them soon enough, but
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163 now a different option had presented itself and I clung to it with the
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164 same fierce determination that had sparked me, driven me onwards in
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165 capturing the Clow Cards as a child, the same determination that
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166 fueled every remotely important task in my life. I thought I lost it
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167 and maybe that was true in some sense. The feeling now was...
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168 different. Tainted, desperate. It wasn't the kind of belief anymore
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169 that everything would be alright because I wished it to be. This
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170 feeling was far more... radical I suppose is the best way. I would
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171 make everything alright, no matter the cost.
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172 All that was left now was to make a choice. Then again, maybe it
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173 wasn't as much a choice anymore as it had become a decision already. I
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174 never thought I'd ever be forced to choose between them and ironically
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175 I never had to until now. But now it was inevitable... as was the
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176 decision I made.
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177 Standing up, I fingered the tiny key chain and unclasped it from
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178 around my neck. "I'm sorry, Kerberos, Yue," I said softly as I turned
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179 away from the graves to face them. The two guardians looked at me
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180 startled, not quite understanding. I expected as much. Yue seemed
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181 impassive as he studied me, but he had turned away from Touya's grave
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182 to face me, silently trying to perceive the nature of my words.
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183 Kero-chan floated in place for a moment, obviously not quite sure how
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184 to react. He was confused, that much I could tell. I was never any
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185 good with reading emotions but I was sure he had to be wondering why I
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186 would apologize.
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187 Well, he would know soon.
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188 The tiny key flared in my hands. I didn't bother to call its
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189 power just yet. "Light, Dark," I said in a firmer voice, "come forth."
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190 Two cards appeared in the air before me. One exploding into bright,
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191 yet soft light and the other into dark, calming darkness, before both
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192 formed tiny, sprite-like figures, female in nature - though I never
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193 quite asked if they really HAD a gender.
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194 The two souls of the cards knelt on one knee, heads bowed for a
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195 moment before glancing up to regard me respectfully with a compassion
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196 that always managed to warm my heart even in the darkest hour. They
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197 were bound to my heart, I knew as much. From all the cards, Light and
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198 Dark were closest to me. That is why I almost expected them to know
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199 the reason of their summon.
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200 "What do you wish of us, Mistress?" Light asked in a musical
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201 tone that was comforting but sad at the same time. They knew what was
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202 going on inside me, I was sure of that. They always seemed to know my
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203 heart, probably better than I did myself. The turmoil in my heart and
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204 soul seemed to be as evident to the two sprites as if it was the most
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205 simple thing in the world. They never told me though, making sure that
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206 I realized my own feelings rather than making the decisions for me.
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207 That was for my best, I knew, but still I wished they would have
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208 helped me realize one thing earlier. Maybe I could have at least
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209 changed that tiny, yet so important aspect of our lives.
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210 The graveyard was enveloped in silence, even the crow had
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211 stopped its shrill voice filling the area in almost periodically
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212 fashion.
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213 "Take me to Time."
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214 And the words shattered the silence like a thunderclap that had
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215 split Earth itself apart. Agitated the lone graveyard's guardian began
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216 crowing violently as if somehow completely understanding the impact of
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217 these words. I could swear Yue almost tumbled backwards, his eyes
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218 flashing in fearful understanding and... I didn't know, I was never
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219 really good with emotions, after all.
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220 Kero-chan on the other hand was ready to explode, a myriad of
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221 emotion playing over his tiny face I didn't even try to categorize. He
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222 opened his mouth to speak, probably a lecture already on his lips, but
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223 closed it again at the desperately pleading look I send him. I could
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224 see a silent war going on inside of him and it was showing outside as
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225 well in the tremors shaking the tiny body.
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226 "How do you know about...?" Yue trailed off, his voice with a
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227 note of anguish. Surely this had to seem like a déjà vu to him. Just
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228 like Clow, now me. The circumstances were different but in the end
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229 he... they would lose me as they lost their previous master.
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230 I had a dream last night. I hadn't had prophetic dreams in quite
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231 some time, not even when the true horror begun. The dream hadn't been
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232 really prophetic either, more like a revelation, the key to a door,
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233 the last door, the final way out. A tempting way, wrought with more
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234 perils and hardships as seemed to be worth the trouble. But there was
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235 nothing left that would make it a risk. This WAS my last chance.
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236 That is not what I said, I don't think the how really mattered
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237 to them anyway. Instead I focused on the two sprites again, wishing
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238 that I wouldn't have to explain my reasoning. I had never seen them as
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239 startled and frightened before which left me to believe that they
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240 hadn't exactly known my intent after all. But even though they didn't
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241 know the intent, the reasoning behind it was not lost on them. And
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242 while they denied me a lot of things they believed not to be in favor
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243 of my happiness, there was not a sliver of resistance now, as they
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244 spoke as one, "As you wish, Mistress."
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245 I felt the power swirling around me. A beautiful twilight
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246 wrapping me in a cocoon. Reality was being bend all around me as
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247 ancient seals and powerful wards were unlocked by the duo's powers. It
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248 was as my dream had told me. Alone I would have never been able to
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249 break through, only Light and Dark held the key.
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250 "Wait, let me go with you!" I heard Kero-chan shouting as the
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251 world slowly faded out around me.
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252 "I will go as well!" added Yue fiercely.
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253 I smiled, sadness and joy mingling. They had been so loyal to
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254 me. Especially Yue who had always seemed to regret choosing a new
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255 master albeit caring a lot about me. They had always been by my side,
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256 supporting me, no matter what. That was why I couldn't accept that
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257 offer.
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258 "I'm sorry, Kerberos, Yue. The consequences would be to dire for
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259 anyone else to experience." I looked at them through the haze of now
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260 multi-colored light and managed - for a tiny moment - to bring
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261 conviction to the smile in my face as I wiped away a tear from my
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262 face. "Don't worry," I almost whispered, "everything will surely be
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263 alright."
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264
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265 ******************************
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266
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267 The shift was rather swift and I was surprised by how gentle the
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268 method of transport had been. Somehow, from the importance indicated
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269 by the heavy warding I had felt, I had expected a far rougher ride
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270 than that. Opening my eyes I mused that one without magic sight or
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271 senses would probably think they were still... in-between. But I could
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272 tell we had long left the pathway to this ancient chamber where one of
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273 the most powerful forces lay hidden, concealed, sealed so that it
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274 could never be used by anyone or anything. The repercussions were far
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275 too dangerous.
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276 "Are you certain that is what you wish," asked Light, her voice
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277 thick with emotion as she stared ahead into the swirl of colors that
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278 seemed to be everywhere, making up every tiny inch of the chamber. I
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279 could feel the edges but I couldn't quite perceive it.
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280 "Even Clow deemed Time to dangerous to ever be used," Dark added
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281 softly. "He couldn't destroy the card after creating it, so he sealed
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282 it away." Dark turned to me and put a hand on my shoulder. Her eyes
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283 were unusually thick with emotion. "Even if you are stronger than he
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284 ever was, there is no guarantee your wish will be granted. Time will
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285 choose whether to obey or not. You cannot force it."
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286 I smiled ruefully. "If all that I've done so far was not enough
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287 to prepare me for this moment, then I have no right to be your
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288 Mistress." Closing my eyes, I held onto a single image from not long
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289 ago, the one thing that motivated me to do this, that left me no
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290 choice in the matter. "She's always believed in me," I said quietly.
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291 "They all did. I will put this right. I HAVE TO put this right. If it
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292 means sacrificing myself in the process, so be it."
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293 I felt Dark pull away and opened my eyes to see her join Light a
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294 few steps ahead. "Very well," her opposite said and I could swear I
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295 saw a few tears glitter in her eyes. A small pang in my heart made me
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296 shudder. They loved me so much. Not out of respect or fear of my power
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297 as with Clow, but because I had always treated them as friends. They
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298 felt my sadness, my anguish at the loss I experienced and even more
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299 so... I knew without a doubt that they would support my decision
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300 without hesitation. This would be my biggest challenge. But I wasn't
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301 completely alone after all.
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302 Suddenly the kaleidoscope of colors seemed to shift and then
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303 parted, like a giant veil pulled back. My senses flared violently,
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304 overloaded with the onslaught of reactions, the enormous power I felt
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305 from the presence floating in midair before me was hard to actually
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306 grasp. I could feel the magic radiating with a magnificence in which
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307 even Light and Dark, even Kerberors and Yue, simply paled.
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308 Firming my resolve I stepped forward, the key still clasped in
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309 my right hand floated upwards over my outstretched palm. An almost
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310 eerie calm began to settle in my heart and even when the sprite-like
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311 figure above me turned a challenging gaze towards me, I only shortly
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312 stilled to return the gaze. We both knew why I was here and we both
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313 knew that I would not turn back now.
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314 "Key," I started to chant the familiar phrase, my voice firm and
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315 strong, "that hides the power of the stars! Reveal your true power to
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316 me! I, Sakura, command you by contract! RELEASE!"
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317 With a flare of power the key expanded, grew in size until it
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318 became a staff longer than myself, a golden star rested on top of it.
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319 I could feel the magic running through it. If there was one thing that
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320 I had really gotten good at over the years, then it was mastering the
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321 power inside of myself. Yet it had not been enough at the moment it
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322 mattered. This time I would succeed though. I would not fail, I could
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323 not fail. I had to succeed!
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324 Time didn't bother asking questions or trying to scare me away.
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325 I barely had time to erect a defense but felt it torn to pieces by
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326 forces far beyond my comprehension. I staggered as my whole body was
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327 assaulted by waves of temporal magic, threatening to literally tear me
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328 apart. I sank to one knee, stunned, grasping tightly onto the staff.
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329 It was hard to concentrate, hard to form a plan of attack. How could I
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330 have been so foolish? I should have made a plan, I should have
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331 anticipated that Time couldn't be beaten by willpower alone. Time was
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332 a force nearly untouchable. What could the worldly elements at my
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333 disposal do against it?
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334 Memories began crashing into my mind, too many to count or pick
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335 out a single one. Fond memories, sad memories, happy times, hard
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336 times. One moment though stood out like a brightly-lit Tokyo Tower
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337 over nighttime Tokyo. Tomoyo in my arms, dying. Syaoran was already
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338 gone, protecting us heroically but at the end even that was in vain. I
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339 hadn't had much time to grief for him but the memory still stung
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340 painfully, yet the memory of Tomoyo was simply overwhelming because
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341 too many emotions were caught up in it.
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342 *I am glad to die in Sakura's arms...*
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343 I hadn't been quite sure if I had really heard those words at
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344 first because the shock was too big and my disbelief to great.
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345 However, they had been there. And it had been that moment I
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346 understood. It had been that moment I understood everything. The
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347 realization had slammed into me like a bullet train at full speed and
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348 it HURT. Kami-sama, it still hurt and would never stop hurting. My
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349 mind had been weighed down and drowned by the feelings of shame and
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350 guilt, the terrible injustice I had done my best friend. I had been
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351 ignorant, even when I grew up, I never saw it.
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352 Maybe I never wanted to see it. Tomoyo continued giving and
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353 giving. I knew something was bothering her but she'd never let me
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354 know, always brushed it aside. And what had I done? I had lived out my
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355 fairytale - that Tomoyo had so carefully helped crafting - right in
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356 front of her eyes. Whenever I had a problem with Syaoran I went to
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357 her, not knowing what I did to her. Yes, she wanted me happy and
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358 sincerely thought I was. I wasn't even disagreeing. I was happy. I
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359 loved Syaoron. But was that fair to Tomoyo? Was it even necessary to
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360 ask that question?
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361 I could not give up! I had to make this right again!
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362 The pressure began to dim and my eyes snapped open. All the
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363 Sakura Cards were surrounding me in a circle, even Light and Dark had
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364 joined them again. They were struggling to hold Time's power back and
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365 I could feel their struggle but also their souls joining with mine,
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366 fueling my determination as much as they shared my pain. Struggling to
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367 stand again, I focused my will, staring up at Time who impassively
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368 stared back, yet there was something... expectant.
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369 *Time cannot be forced.*
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370 Did that mean the card had to willingly choose to grant my
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371 request? How was I supposed to do that? Was there some key? Some
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372 particular aspect that needed to be met? Was it even worth pondering?
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373 I had made my decision and I would go through with it. I was the
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374 strongest mage in the world, I had to be able to do it!
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375 "Everything will surely be alright."
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376 That was my magic phrase. However, it had been Tomoyo who had
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377 fueled it. It was ironic actually. Only now that she was gone, I
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378 realized that it held little meaning without her here. How could
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379 everything be alright with Tomoyo gone? That had been another of the
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380 bittersweet realizations at that moment when I held her dying form in
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381 my arms. I did love Syaroan, Tomoyo hadn't been wrong there. However,
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382 she had made one crucial mistake. I did love her too. Not as a best
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383 friend but more. I needed her to be there, support me whenever I
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384 needed it. And I could always count on her to actually be there. Even
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385 after the engagement was official and the wedding announced, she still
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386 staid. Regardless of how it must have pained her.
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387 Yet, while I loved Syaroan, there was simply no way he could
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388 compare to Tomoyo. No, I didn't mean that I loved him less because I
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389 certainly didn't. The feelings for the two of them were different and
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390 couldn't just be compared. However, there was one thing that set them
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391 apart. While I loved Syaroan and he loved me, he didn't need me.
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392 Tomoyo did need me. And - as bitter as it sounded - I didn't need
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393 Syaoran nearly as much as I needed Tomoyo. I never wanted to make a
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394 choice between them, however, this simple and at the same time
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395 astonishing realization made it all so much easier this morning, when
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396 I made my decision after the dream. It was hard and I wished I
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397 wouldn't have to, yet there was only that one path to take now.
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398 The different path.
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399 This would hurt people, it would hurt Syaoran and it hurt me
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400 already to do this to him. However, there simply was no other
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401 alternative. I could try to do it all again, preventing their deaths,
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402 but that wasn't fair to them either. Especially not to Tomoyo. She
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403 would continue to give and give, completely missing in her selfless
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404 love the one possibility that her own happiness might have had a
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405 chance to be fulfilled in the process.
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406 A memory of Tomoyo with a look of utter faith in her eyes,
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407 telling me that she knew I would always be there to save her, flashed
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408 through my mind.
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409 Rooting my wand firmly into the ground, I stood unyielding
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410 against the magical storm of temporal energy around the circle of
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411 cards. I didn't need words now. Without a single command uttered the
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412 cards spread out. The non-element cards formed a wider outer circle.
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413 Woody, Earthy, Fiery, Windy and Watery positioned themselves at the
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414 edges of the outer ring, thin lines of magic binding them together in
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415 a five-pointed star. Finally Light and Dark settled to my left and
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416 right, completing the perfect circle.
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417 A white flare of magic engulfed the circle and expanded, pushing
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418 back against the enormous energies as I stared up at Time, trying to
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419 focus all my feelings in one last action. I wouldn't need more. Just
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420 this one thing. I had been so selfish already in my life, especially
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421 compared to Tomoyo. This wasn't for me. This was for her. I needed to
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422 set this right, to give back the happiness I had so carelessly taken
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423 without ever asking for the price.
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424 "RETURN TO YOUR ORIGINAL FORM..."
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425 The star on the wand flared brighter than I've ever seen it do
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426 before. Time had been always in motion ever since I laid my eyes on
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427 it, flowing through shapes, positions, ages... Now it stilled for a
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428 short moment, purple eyes gazing at me in now unconcealed expectation.
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429 "And grant me this one wish," I whispered even though my voice
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430 still echoed clear and loud in the surreal chamber.
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431 "CLOW CARD!"
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432 White and golden light mingled, turning into a thick pillar of
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433 magical energy as I thrust my staff upwards, the wand touching the
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434 sprite form of the card. I closed my eyes at the brightness of the
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435 light and so I could only hear the whisper, like the wind rustling
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436 through leaves or water gently flowing in a lake, yet as vivid and
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437 passionate as an inferno of flames or as shattering as an earthquake.
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438 "Granted."
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439 And then everything fell into darkness.
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440
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441 ******************************
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442
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443 Gradually I became aware of sounds and other sensations around
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444 me. My head was still spinning as if I was on a sugar overdose or
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445 something. There was the soft, somewhat familiar ticking sound of a
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446 clock and the light in the room was still rather dim, so it had to be
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447 early morning, probably before dawn. I was sitting on the ground for
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448 some reason and my body felt stiff, tired and something was really off
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449 about it...
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450 I blinked my eyes slowly, channeling a bit of magic to relieve
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451 the fuzziness in my mind enough to get my bearings.
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452 My room.
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453 My old room.
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454 I glanced down at myself, noticing an almost finished teddy in
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455 my tiny hands.
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456 Oh.
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457 Well, I guess it worked. I was baffled though why exactly I
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458 actually... remembered. My initial plan had been to move back to that
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459 moment and act as something like a... guide for my younger self. Then
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460 again, I have no idea how time travel really is supposed to work - and
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461 there probably are not many people you can ask about it. Also, I knew
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462 there would be consequences - this might be just one of them - and I
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463 had learned that every Clow Card had had a different idea of how to
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464 use their magic in their own special way.
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465 It... worked.
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466 The realization came a bit slowly. My mind still a little
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467 detached as the reality sank in. A soft smile tugged at my lips.
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468 It really did work!
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469 Alright, maybe not exactly as I planned but... I had been given
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470 a second chance.
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471 "Sakura?"
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472 I whipped my head around and saw Kero floating behind me a
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473 little uncertainly. He must have sensed something was off, probably
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474 the card's magic. As if on cue, there was a burst of light in front of
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475 me, startling Kero and making me look back. It was the Clow Card that
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476 fell out of midair into my waiting hands. Well, a Sakura Card now. The
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477 design had changed. I hadn't even tried to transform it but judged by
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478 the amount of magic I put into it...
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479 "Sakura?" Kero floated over my shoulder, looked down at the card
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480 and almost fainted.
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481
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482 ******************************
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483
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484 I'm not sure how long I stood there, letting my mind drift. I
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485 had barely ever seen Tomoyo practice since choir and cheerleading
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486 clubs usually crossed and also later in Junior High and High School I
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487 never really seemed to manage. I decided that was a real shame and
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488 from now on I would make it a habit whenever I could find the time.
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489 Entering the music hall of our school I had stopped, nearly freezing
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490 in the doorframe before remembering to close the door behind me in
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491 order to not disturb the practice. I had come in right in the middle
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492 of a slow, almost melancholic song and my eyes had sought out Tomoyo
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493 like a moth drawn to the flame.
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494 It had only been a couple of days in my old time that I lost her
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495 and Syaoran but it felt like a small eternity. I had always known that
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496 Tomoyo was flat out beautiful and thought it a shame that she didn't
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497 seem to have many suitors or always kindly refused them - due to
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498 reasons I was to blind to see. But God forgive me, she is gorgeous.
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499 Even now as a child the sight was breathtaking and somewhat ethereal.
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500 It didn't seem to be normal for such an angel to walk among us.
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501 And her voice, her voice. I had always loved her singing.
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502 Whether it was a slow, emotional song or something faster, more...
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503 vivid, Tomoyo somehow managed to meet the expectations perfectly.
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504 It was becoming a torture. I wanted to close my eyes and lose
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505 myself in the music, in the sweet voice of my best friend... and now
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506 suddenly so much more. Yet, I could not bring my eyes to leave her
|
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507 form for a single moment. I wondered if my reaction was a little silly
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508 but discarded the thought quickly. It had been living hell without
|
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509 Syaoran and Tomoyo there the last days.
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510 Speaking to Syaoran had been painful. At least I didn't have
|
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511 trouble with getting to him at the last possible second this time.
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512 What Kero-chan had told me a couple of years ago - relatively seen of
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513 course - was proving to be true. The strength of one's magic was bound
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514 to the spirit, the heart, and was fueled by the soul. The transition
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515 into this younger body would probably only have the side effects that
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516 my body would have to accustom to the strain of channeling the kind of
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517 magic I had developed over the years.
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518 Syaroan had been... understanding. Hurt... no, disappointed, but
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519 still understanding. I'm not sure if he knew about Tomoyo's feelings
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520 but considering how much everyone around me seemed to know such things
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521 before I could even begin to suspect something was there, I thought it
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522 a distant possibility. Saying "no" was still difficult to do because I
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523 hated to lie, I didn't even really lie to him. All that I could say
|
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524 was that I did love him but that there was someone else who I loved
|
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525 equally and who needed me more. We had promised to stay in contact and
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526 that was it. I would always treasure the memories of the future that I
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527 left behind, the times spent together, but I had made my decision. I
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528 had been living out most of my fairytale and I couldn't help but think
|
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529 it selfish after the recent events and after realizing Tomoyo's
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530 feelings. This time I vowed to be the selfless one.
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531 Tomoyo had been so lost in singing that now, nearing the end of
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532 the song, she almost stumbled over a note as her gaze briefly gazed
|
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533 up. Her blue eyes briefly blinked in wonder - probably wondering why I
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534 was here and not at the bus station, seeing Syaroan off. I held her
|
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535 gaze until the final lyrics were sung. For once I could clearly read
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536 Tomoyo. She was confused. Usually she always had been able to read me
|
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537 like a book. However, now Tomoyo had virtually no idea what was going
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538 on. I had to suppress a giggle.
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539 The song ended and a pause was called, giving me the opportunity
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540 I waited for. Waiting by the door, I followed Tomoyo's every step as
|
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541 she slowly approached my position. I admit I was a little nervous,
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542 tiny butterflies were doing flip flops in my stomach but I managed to
|
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543 control my nervousness. This is why I had begun this after all. To set
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544 things right. Time had granted me the opportunity, now it was up to me
|
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545 to use it. But had I really interpreted all this right? What if I
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546 ended up making a terrible mistake and once again totally understood
|
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547 someone's feelings for what they were not? What if Tomoyo really just
|
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548 loved me as a devoted friend? What if...?
|
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549 Gah! Get a grip, girl!
|
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550 I couldn't have been wrong. I never felt so completely sure
|
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551 about something. Besides, even if for some weird reason I had
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552 misjudged the other girl's feelings, I wasn't doing this out of pity.
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553 I would NEVER do that to anyone. Tomoyo wouldn't want that and I
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554 didn't think I could live a lie. This decision was based on the
|
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555 newfound knowledge just as much as on my own jumbled feelings that had
|
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556 finally began to make sense even to my usually dense mind. It had
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557 taken losing Tomoyo but I did understand now and Tomoyo was here. So,
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558 even if I had gotten her feelings wrong, I would love her nonetheless,
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559 unconditionally. Even if I had to be a selfless, supporting friend.
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560 Because that is what she had been to me all this time and she deserved
|
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561 no less from me now.
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562 Mind and heart set, I pushed away from the wall, to meet the
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563 lavender-haired girl who still wore an expression of extreme
|
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564 puzzlement. But now there was also worry and something else I couldn't
|
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565 quite decipher.
|
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566 "Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo asked tentatively, sounding as if she
|
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567 wasn't sure if it was really me. Then it hit me. She wasn't sure. As I
|
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568 said before Tomoyo always seemed to know me better than I did myself
|
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569 and she must have noticed the change. Physically I might still have
|
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570 been a ten-year old but mentally...
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571 I met her eyes again, not bothering to try and hold back
|
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572 anymore. A moment of silence followed, neither daring to broach the
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573 subject. I was certain she knew that despite the difference I still
|
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574 was Sakura, otherwise she would have said so already. Finally Tomoyo's
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575 gaze turned worried again. "Did you see Li-kun? I tried to call you
|
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576 but..."
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577 "I did," I said simply.
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578 Tomoyo smiled that sweet smile of hers that with what I knew now
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579 left me wondering how much of it was fake and how much genuine. She
|
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580 was still a kid but even at this age Tomoyo always had been mature far
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581 beyond her years. "I'm glad. So, did you tell him your feelings?"
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582 "I did," I answered again. Taking a deep breath I stepped a
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583 little closer to the other girl, my hands still hid behind my back, so
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584 that the young heiress couldn't see what I was holding. "And I do love
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585 him." Tomoyo's smile faltered for a very, very tiny moment. I would
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586 have never seen it if I hadn't known what to look for. I was certain
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587 now. "But there's someone I love just as much and who needs me more
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588 than he does."
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589 Tomoyo tilted her head, again looking confused, there was a
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590 glimmer of... hope in her eyes but it instantly vanished again. Well,
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591 not for long, I would make sure of that. "Who's that?"
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592 Ah, I didn't know that my friend could be so cute when she was
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593 baffled about something. Probably because I had rarely ever seen her
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594 like this. She almost never was surprised by anything. I smiled at
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595 her, for the first time in days - maybe even weeks or months - a
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596 radiant smile was brought to my lips and it was all directed at
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597 Tomoyo. I could swear the other girl nearly fainted. "You see," I
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598 continued, wishing nothing more than to plunge ahead and confess but
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599 needing to clear this up, "if it comes down to it, it hurt knowing
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600 that Syaoran-kun left but both of us eventually can live without the
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601 other. Syaoran doesn't necessarily need me to give his life meaning
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602 and neither do I need him for that. However," I fixed the girl in
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603 front of me with an intent gaze, "I don't think I can live without
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604 you. Can you?"
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605 Tomoyo's voice was thick with emotion and I could see tears
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606 glistering in her eyes, a rather rare thing but I was certain they
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607 were more joyful than sad. "What... What do you mean?" she whispered
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608 softly.
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609 Finally bringing around my hands I held out the neatly-crafted
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610 bear to her. My skills in sewing had improved a little and so I had
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611 found it easier to finish it... not to mention I did it a lot faster,
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612 leaving me enough time to talk to Syaroan and get here. Trying to
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613 convey all the honesty and emotion that I had tried to understand for
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614 so long and now finally did, I answered earnestly. "It means I decided
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615 that I want you to be my special person, Tomoyo-chan."
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616 For a long moment the other girl just stood there, stunned and
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617 lost for words. When she finally reached out to take the bear from my
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618 hands, her own hands were trembling and I felt myself almost drowning
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619 in the swirl of blue eyes, moist with tears, resembling a whirlpool of
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620 emotions. I have never seen such joy in my friend's eyes. Not once.
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621 "Can... Can I name it Sakura?"
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622 I smiled at her warmly. "No, you can't. I insist on it." And
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623 with that I stepped forward, nearly crushing my new namesake as I
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624 enveloped Tomoyo in a crushing embrace, full of all the love, the
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625 intensity of how much I had missed her. It was a little awkward for me
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626 at first since I was still trying to get used to being ten years again
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627 but I quickly relaxed in the close contact, cherishing the relief and
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628 the incredible joy crashing through me like a tidal wave.
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629 "I love you, Tomoyo-chan," I whispered, my head buried in the
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630 silky, lavender hair I had always adored and envied a little.
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631 Tomoyo sniffled a few times before she managed to reply. "I love
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632 you, too. Even if you are not exactly my Sakura-chan."
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633 I smiled faintly and a bit rueful, pushing her away gently to
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634 hold her on arm's length. Making sure she was looking at me, I softly
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635 said, "I am your Sakura. A bit older than I should probably be, but
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636 being here with you makes me happier than I have been in a long time.
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637 Because of you, I can smile again. You are right, I am not totally the
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638 innocent girl you knew anymore but one thing I will always be..."
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639 Leaning forward I planted a feather-light peck on the lips of a
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640 pleasantly surprised Tomoyo who looked like she was going to light the
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641 entire building soon, judged by the bright glow of utter bliss in her
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642 face. I knew more wouldn't seem quite right. We were still kids,
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643 physically, after all. "I will always be yours, as long as you want to
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644 have me and even if you don't."
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645 This time it was Tomoyo who pulled me into a hug without meeting
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646 much resistance. "I will always be yours as well. I never doubted you
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647 were Sakura and in the end it doesn't matter that you are a little
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648 different. I love everything about you, that never has been a
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649 question. Younger or older, it doesn't matter."
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650 We stood there, right next to the door, locked in a tight
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651 embrace, not caring about the world around us or the stares of some of
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652 the other students. It didn't matter right now. Our hearts were one
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653 for this timeless moment, finally at peace and where they always
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654 longed to be. Yes, my decision had been the right one after all. I
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655 hadn't lied to Tomoyo either. I knew that with her by my side, I could
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656 gain back some of the innocence and freedom of my youth and with time
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657 the memories of the last days would dwindle to nothing more than a
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658 long nightmare that faded away gradually after waking. There would be
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659 consequences for my actions. I knew that much and Kero-chan had
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660 reminded me again and again after he found out but I was sure with my
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661 best... my girlfriend - another honest smile - by my side, together,
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662 we could face it all. After all, WE had a magic phrase.
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663 Everything will surely be alright.
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664
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665 THE END
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666 (will possibly be continued)
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667
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668 Author's Notes
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669
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670 Well, that was fun. I seem to be getting better at short stories
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671 lately. Again, as I said in the beginning, it might be a little rough.
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672 A lot of my impression on the characters (especially Sakura since its
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673 her POV) came from reading the manga once and from some fanfics. I am
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674 still trying to build a clear picture of the charas in my mind.
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675 I want to thank Heather (from Amazoness Duo) and G.P. again for their
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676 wonderful story "Dear Sakura". That had been the first CCS fic I read
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677 with almost the full knowledge of the manga in mind and I believe it
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678 will always influences my opinion of the characters in a way. I
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679 wouldn't say this was what prompted me to write this, but it helped
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680 immensely.
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681
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682 Anyway, I am aware that there are a lot of open questions. Like, what
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683 did happen in the original timeline? Or what are the consequences for
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684 using/capturing Time? Why has it been sealed away in the first place?
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685 I did leave all those unanswered. First of all it would have been too
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686 much to fit into a short story and then... it leaves me opportunities
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687 for sequels. :) *looks over shoulder* Maia (my muse) is probably
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688 already planning... *sigh*
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689
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690 That's it then. Feedback is always appreciated. Email is in the header
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691 (or probably linked anyway wherever you find this). I appreciate
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692 constructive criticism, positive or negative, but will never refuse
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693 simple feedback (like, "Liked the story").
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694
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695 Ja ne, yours
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696
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697 Matthias
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