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| date | Fri, 19 Feb 2010 20:53:12 -0500 |
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| 1 Disclaimer: Hey! Been a while since I’ve written anything. ^,^; I guess I’ve been lazy. This contains Yuri! Still, I’m back, and contributing to the world of Sakumoyo fluff yet again. I’ve done (to my knowledge) one semi-sad fic, which was a poem, Sakura’s Heart. I guess I just need to be a fluff writer…anyways, enjoy! I’ve had this written for a while, but never got around to typing it up! ~.^ ~~Forever3330~~ ^.~ | |
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| 3 As I Run~~A Cardcaptor Sakura Fanfiction | |
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| 5 By Forever3330 | |
| 6 kawaiimotoko@hotmail.com | |
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| 8 Breathing hard, feet hitting the ground in a steady rhythm, I run. Each step pushes me farther away—not just from the starting point of the race, but away from my reality, my confusion, my naivete—away from everything. | |
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| 10 I shut my eyes for a split second, everything I know flashing through my mind and falling behind me into the wind. | |
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| 12 Then, guiltily, I remember it all, pulling it back. I notice another runner pull ahead of me, and I stop, pulling in one breath, and sigh. | |
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| 14 I’m tired of running. Not just physically—emotionally. I can’t run from myself anymore. | |
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| 16 Now everyone is ahead of me…But I can’t run anymore. It only serves me as an escape. | |
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| 18 I turn, and walk off the track into the forest of Sakura. My namesake… | |
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| 20 Soon enough I hear the cheers as the race finishes. And as I’d expected, she comes. | |
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| 22 "Sakura-chan…" She says, concerned. I turn to face her, to look deep into those stormy blue eyes. | |
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| 24 "Tomoyo-chan…" | |
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| 26 "What’s wrong?" That beautiful voice flows out, directed at me once more. | |
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| 28 "I…" A sigh escapes my lips as a knot forms in myself. I cute through it, determined to say the words, to stop this endless race I play in, trying to outrun myself. "I’m tired of running Tomoyo." | |
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| 30 She looks confused. "What do you mean, Sakura-chan?" | |
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| 32 A sad smile is mine to share, so much like hers, I’m sure. "I love you." | |
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| 34 "I know." Her voice is barely above a whisper. | |
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| 36 My eyes lock on hers. "Then why…?" | |
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| 38 Another sad smile, now hers. "You had to accept whatever choice would make you happy." | |
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| 40 "Then what about you?" My face, I know, is like a book to her, wide open to read. | |
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| 42 "Your happiness is the most important thing to me. Even if it killed me I would show you a smile. But you…you chose me. Why?" | |
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| 44 "I love you." I repeat. "You are my ‘special person’. And I’m tired of running from it. Aishiteru." | |
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| 46 "Aishiteru." We’re both crying now. | |
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| 48 And now I won’t run. |