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| 1 Never enough time | |
| 2 By Radar | |
| 3 simon_mcnestrie@hotmail.com | |
| 4 | |
| 5 ----------- | |
| 6 DISCLAIMER: | |
| 7 These characters belong to CLAMP! This is a Yuri story so if it | |
| 8 offends you please don't read! | |
| 9 | |
| 10 'Never enough time!' | |
| 11 | |
| 12 That one thought kept repeating in her mind as she sat in | |
| 13 meditation. Her auburn hair now stretching down her back, her emerald | |
| 14 eyes that had once held a unique sparkle now dull, almost lifeless. | |
| 15 No one quiet knew how this seemingly young woman came to this | |
| 16 particual Buddhist temple, despite the fact that the question had | |
| 17 been asked many times since her arrival. She had arrived, seemingly | |
| 18 lost, and simply asked if she could join their small community. She | |
| 19 just sat there, or did menial chores, but there was always one thing | |
| 20 that repeated in her mind: 'Never enough time!' | |
| 21 | |
| 22 It had all happened more then 30 or so years ago. The auburn haired | |
| 23 woman cast herself backwards in her memories to that fateful day when | |
| 24 her beloved wife had met her end. She sighed softly, reliving that | |
| 25 night in great detail. The battle, her pale love arriving when she | |
| 26 had promised to go somewhere safe, the way the woman had pushed her | |
| 27 out of the way, taking the fatal attack for herself, the grief and | |
| 28 sadness, the anger that followed and the lust for vengance, the look | |
| 29 on the mysterious senshi's faces when her lust was satified. The | |
| 30 looks of horror, sadness and grief on their children's and her pale | |
| 31 wifes mother's face when she carried her loves body home. | |
| 32 | |
| 33 'Never enough time!' Slowly she stood up and slowly walked around | |
| 34 the temple, her legs stiff from her hours of sitting in the same | |
| 35 place. Once... may years ago she was know as Sakura, mistress of the | |
| 36 cards. But those days were long ago and far behind her. Sakura looked | |
| 37 up at the stars, focusing on one inparticular. 'Why'd you do it | |
| 38 Tomoyo?' she thought. Casting her mind back she relived it again. | |
| 39 | |
| 40 Sakura looked on as the 10 figures dodged attack after attack. Each | |
| 41 tried differnt attacks of their own, but to no affect. Tomoyo gasped | |
| 42 as the building not too far away exploded. 'Get somewhere safe | |
| 43 Tomoyo!' Sakura said, forming her staff. 'But...' Tomoyo started. She | |
| 44 was silenced by a slow and gentle kiss from Sakura. 'I'll be ok Tomo- | |
| 45 chan!' Sakura whispered, smiling at her pale wife. Tomoyo smiled | |
| 46 herself and slowly retreated. Turning Sakura saw one of the figures | |
| 47 on her knees, another with sea-green hair kneeling beside her. What | |
| 48 ever they were fighting her turned its attention towards them, and at | |
| 49 this moment they were very vunerable. Quickly she summond the Shield | |
| 50 card to protect them. The others turned to face her, shocked that 2 | |
| 51 of their own had come so close to death. The monster also turn and | |
| 52 saw her, realising what Sakura was, it changed tactics and focused on | |
| 53 her and her alone, practically ignoring the others. In the end, she | |
| 54 was too slow. So determind to protect everyone she was still to slow | |
| 55 to protect herself. When the monsters final attack came and she was | |
| 56 helpless to stop it. Then the ground and her view shifted. Time | |
| 57 seemed to slow as she hit the ground, her horror at seeing Tomoyo | |
| 58 push her out of the way, just in time to take the full force of the | |
| 59 attack for herself, being propled through the air, and hitting the | |
| 60 ground. She couldn't remember hitting the ground, all she could | |
| 61 remember clearly is slowly crawling over to her fallen love, | |
| 62 craddling her body as Tomoyo slowly slipped away. 'Why Tomoyo?' | |
| 63 Sakura asked, tears falling down her cheeks. Tomoyo didn't answer. | |
| 64 Instead she looked up with a pained smile. 'I'm happy to die in | |
| 65 Sakura-chan's arms!' she whispered, her eyes closing for the last | |
| 66 time. Sighing softly the pale woman breathing stopped, her hand | |
| 67 falling from Sakura's cheek to the ground. 'Tomoyo?' Sakura | |
| 68 whimpered, shaking Tomoyo's body gently. She shook Tomoyo again, | |
| 69 almost screaming her name. Gently she set the pale woman's body down | |
| 70 and picked up her discarded staff transforming it into a deadly | |
| 71 sabre, and slowly walked towards the thing that had taken away her | |
| 72 wife. The rest was a blur. She turn having killed the monster and | |
| 73 took Tomoyo's body home, the senshi stood silent watching her leave. | |
| 74 Kumiko and Nadeshiko were completely shock when Sakura tried to | |
| 75 explain that their mother had gone to a better place. Nadeshiko | |
| 76 perhaps, never quite recovered from that. Sonomi had demanded that | |
| 77 Sakura tell her how her only daughter had ended up dead, only hear | |
| 78 nothing but silence. | |
| 79 | |
| 80 A tear fell down her cheeck as she pulled herself back to the | |
| 81 present. She knew now that is was time she left her exile and return | |
| 82 to her family. Bidding farwell to the monks and nuns she slowly made | |
| 83 her way back to Japan. | |
| 84 | |
| 85 'Never enough time!' | |
| 86 | |
| 87 Still in her robes, she stood outside the Daidouji mansion. She'd | |
| 88 forgoten how large the house was. Slowly opening the gate she walked | |
| 89 up to the house, stopping half way when someone had caught sight of | |
| 90 her. Too her surprise, it was Nadeshiko. 'You?' Nadeshiko asked, when | |
| 91 Sakura had lowered the rood of her robes. Sakura's nod was cut off | |
| 92 when Nadeshiko slapped her. 'Why'd you leave?' The question cut into | |
| 93 Sakura, who had not even tried to defend herself when she realised | |
| 94 what her youngest daughter was about to do. 'Answer me!' That was | |
| 95 followed by another slap. Nadeshiko's normally pale face was bright | |
| 96 red with anger. 'I'm sorry!' was Sakura's answer. It looked like | |
| 97 Nadeshiko was going to slap her again until the pale woman clentched | |
| 98 her fist and punched the older woman. Staggering backwards Sakura | |
| 99 managed to keep herself on her feet, standing up straight, she was | |
| 100 met with another punch, and another. Sakura still made no attempt at | |
| 101 defending herself under her daughters punches. Soon they became | |
| 102 weaker and weaker until Nadeshiko collapsed against the person she'd | |
| 103 known as her papa, crying heavily. Slowly she put her arms around her | |
| 104 daughter, trying her best to comfort her. Then she saw the young | |
| 105 girl, watching the older women. 'Nadeshiko-mama?' she asked, 'Are you | |
| 106 ok?' Nadeshiko nodded slightly, 'Hai!' Sakura was shocked at the | |
| 107 likeness. The girl couldn't have been more then 11 years old and yet | |
| 108 she looked almost excactly like Tomoyo, except for her eyes. 'Go and | |
| 109 get your oba-san Tomoyo-chan!' Nadeshiko whispered. The girl nodded | |
| 110 and ran into the house, emerging less then 2 minutes later, her oba- | |
| 111 san in tow. 'Sakura-papa?' the second woman asked. Sakura nodded. | |
| 112 Kumiko smiled slightly. Then she realised she was indeed home. | |
| 113 | |
| 114 'Welcome home!' |