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     1.4 +Never enough time
     1.5 +By Radar
     1.6 +simon_mcnestrie@hotmail.com
     1.7 +
     1.8 +-----------
     1.9 +DISCLAIMER:
    1.10 +These characters belong to CLAMP! This is a Yuri story so if it
    1.11 +offends you please don't read!
    1.12 +
    1.13 +'Never enough time!'
    1.14 +
    1.15 +That one thought kept repeating in her mind as she sat in
    1.16 +meditation. Her auburn hair now stretching down her back, her emerald
    1.17 +eyes that had once held a unique sparkle now dull, almost lifeless.
    1.18 +No one quiet knew how this seemingly young woman came to this
    1.19 +particual Buddhist temple, despite the fact that the question had
    1.20 +been asked many times since her arrival. She had arrived, seemingly
    1.21 +lost, and simply asked if she could join their small community. She
    1.22 +just sat there, or did menial chores, but there was always one thing
    1.23 +that repeated in her mind: 'Never enough time!'
    1.24 +
    1.25 +It had all happened more then 30 or so years ago. The auburn haired
    1.26 +woman cast herself backwards in her memories to that fateful day when
    1.27 +her beloved wife had met her end. She sighed softly, reliving that
    1.28 +night in great detail. The battle, her pale love arriving when she
    1.29 +had promised to go somewhere safe, the way the woman had pushed her
    1.30 +out of the way, taking the fatal attack for herself, the grief and
    1.31 +sadness, the anger that followed and the lust for vengance, the look
    1.32 +on the mysterious senshi's faces when her lust was satified. The
    1.33 +looks of horror, sadness and grief on their children's and her pale
    1.34 +wifes mother's face when she carried her loves body home.
    1.35 +
    1.36 +'Never enough time!' Slowly she stood up and slowly walked around
    1.37 +the temple, her legs stiff from her hours of sitting in the same
    1.38 +place. Once... may years ago she was know as Sakura, mistress of the
    1.39 +cards. But those days were long ago and far behind her. Sakura looked
    1.40 +up at the stars, focusing on one inparticular. 'Why'd you do it
    1.41 +Tomoyo?' she thought. Casting her mind back she relived it again.
    1.42 +
    1.43 +Sakura looked on as the 10 figures dodged attack after attack. Each
    1.44 +tried differnt attacks of their own, but to no affect. Tomoyo gasped
    1.45 +as the building not too far away exploded. 'Get somewhere safe
    1.46 +Tomoyo!' Sakura said, forming her staff. 'But...' Tomoyo started. She
    1.47 +was silenced by a slow and gentle kiss from Sakura. 'I'll be ok Tomo-
    1.48 +chan!' Sakura whispered, smiling at her pale wife. Tomoyo smiled
    1.49 +herself and slowly retreated. Turning Sakura saw one of the figures
    1.50 +on her knees, another with sea-green hair kneeling beside her. What
    1.51 +ever they were fighting her turned its attention towards them, and at
    1.52 +this moment they were very vunerable. Quickly she summond the Shield
    1.53 +card to protect them. The others turned to face her, shocked that 2
    1.54 +of their own had come so close to death. The monster also turn and
    1.55 +saw her, realising what Sakura was, it changed tactics and focused on
    1.56 +her and her alone, practically ignoring the others. In the end, she
    1.57 +was too slow. So determind to protect everyone she was still to slow
    1.58 +to protect herself. When the monsters final attack came and she was
    1.59 +helpless to stop it. Then the ground and her view shifted. Time
    1.60 +seemed to slow as she hit the ground, her horror at seeing Tomoyo
    1.61 +push her out of the way, just in time to take the full force of the
    1.62 +attack for herself, being propled through the air, and hitting the
    1.63 +ground. She couldn't remember hitting the ground, all she could
    1.64 +remember clearly is slowly crawling over to her fallen love,
    1.65 +craddling her body as Tomoyo slowly slipped away. 'Why Tomoyo?'
    1.66 +Sakura asked, tears falling down her cheeks. Tomoyo didn't answer.
    1.67 +Instead she looked up with a pained smile. 'I'm happy to die in
    1.68 +Sakura-chan's arms!' she whispered, her eyes closing for the last
    1.69 +time. Sighing softly the pale woman breathing stopped, her hand
    1.70 +falling from Sakura's cheek to the ground. 'Tomoyo?' Sakura
    1.71 +whimpered, shaking Tomoyo's body gently. She shook Tomoyo again,
    1.72 +almost screaming her name. Gently she set the pale woman's body down
    1.73 +and picked up her discarded staff transforming it into a deadly
    1.74 +sabre, and slowly walked towards the thing that had taken away her
    1.75 +wife. The rest was a blur. She turn having killed the monster and
    1.76 +took Tomoyo's body home, the senshi stood silent watching her leave.
    1.77 +Kumiko and Nadeshiko were completely shock when Sakura tried to
    1.78 +explain that their mother had gone to a better place. Nadeshiko
    1.79 +perhaps, never quite recovered from that. Sonomi had demanded that
    1.80 +Sakura tell her how her only daughter had ended up dead, only hear
    1.81 +nothing but silence.
    1.82 +
    1.83 +A tear fell down her cheeck as she pulled herself back to the
    1.84 +present. She knew now that is was time she left her exile and return
    1.85 +to her family. Bidding farwell to the monks and nuns she slowly made
    1.86 +her way back to Japan.
    1.87 +
    1.88 +'Never enough time!'
    1.89 +
    1.90 +Still in her robes, she stood outside the Daidouji mansion. She'd
    1.91 +forgoten how large the house was. Slowly opening the gate she walked
    1.92 +up to the house, stopping half way when someone had caught sight of
    1.93 +her. Too her surprise, it was Nadeshiko. 'You?' Nadeshiko asked, when
    1.94 +Sakura had lowered the rood of her robes. Sakura's nod was cut off
    1.95 +when Nadeshiko slapped her. 'Why'd you leave?' The question cut into
    1.96 +Sakura, who had not even tried to defend herself when she realised
    1.97 +what her youngest daughter was about to do. 'Answer me!' That was
    1.98 +followed by another slap. Nadeshiko's normally pale face was bright
    1.99 +red with anger. 'I'm sorry!' was Sakura's answer. It looked like
   1.100 +Nadeshiko was going to slap her again until the pale woman clentched
   1.101 +her fist and punched the older woman. Staggering backwards Sakura
   1.102 +managed to keep herself on her feet, standing up straight, she was
   1.103 +met with another punch, and another. Sakura still made no attempt at
   1.104 +defending herself under her daughters punches. Soon they became
   1.105 +weaker and weaker until Nadeshiko collapsed against the person she'd
   1.106 +known as her papa, crying heavily. Slowly she put her arms around her
   1.107 +daughter, trying her best to comfort her. Then she saw the young
   1.108 +girl, watching the older women. 'Nadeshiko-mama?' she asked, 'Are you
   1.109 +ok?' Nadeshiko nodded slightly, 'Hai!' Sakura was shocked at the
   1.110 +likeness. The girl couldn't have been more then 11 years old and yet
   1.111 +she looked almost excactly like Tomoyo, except for her eyes. 'Go and
   1.112 +get your oba-san Tomoyo-chan!' Nadeshiko whispered. The girl nodded
   1.113 +and ran into the house, emerging less then 2 minutes later, her oba-
   1.114 +san in tow. 'Sakura-papa?' the second woman asked. Sakura nodded.
   1.115 +Kumiko smiled slightly. Then she realised she was indeed home.
   1.116 +
   1.117 +'Welcome home!'
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