rlm@2: Hello everyone! ^-^ This is our first Card Captor Sakura and its also our first 
rlm@2: real depressing story, but please stick it out till the end. ^^; We really hope you 
rlm@2: enjoy this. ^^ We’d love to know what you think so please e-mail us at:
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rlm@2: We’d like to write more CCS stories (we’re working on a more lighthearted one
rlm@2: already) so hopefully we’ll actually get around to them sometime soon. ^^; 
rlm@2: Tomoyo and Sakura are just so cute together. ^=^ 
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rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Fallen Horses
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: By Amazoness Duo
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rlm@2: Tomoyo clutched the blade tightly in her hand. She was happy for Sakura. She 
rlm@2: was always happy for Sakura. No matter what. She loved her, but what did 
rlm@2: that matter? If Sakura was in love with someone else, then she'd be happy 
rlm@2: for Sakura. How could she be selfish? She'd never been selfish about Sakura 
rlm@2: before. Why start now?
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Sakura meant everything to Tomoyo. She was her life. What else did 
rlm@2: she have now? She knew she'd end up like her mother, losing the one person 
rlm@2: she truly loved. She'd grow older alone, maybe having a daughter and 
rlm@2: continuing the cycle that had begun with her mother.  
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo looked around her dark room again. The curtains were drawn tightly, 
rlm@2: leaving the room heavily shadowed. She saw her video camera lying on her 
rlm@2: dresser. How many times had she used that to record her love? How many times 
rlm@2: had she watched Sakura over and over from the tapes she'd recorded?
rlm@2: The dark haired girl sighed sadly and switched off the TV that had been 
rlm@2: playing the flickering images of the one she loved. Making the costumes Sakura 
rlm@2: had worn and videotaping her wearing them had been some of the happiest 
rlm@2: times in her life. Happy times she knew she'd no longer have.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: She had seen Sakura kiss him. That had hurt her more than any physical 
rlm@2: thing ever could. It cut deeply into her soul. She'd tried not to let it get 
rlm@2: to her too badly, but she couldn't stop thinking about it. He had won. He had 
rlm@2: gotten Sakura. She tried to tell herself that it didn't matter. She loved 
rlm@2: Sakura and she'd be happy as long as Sakura was happy. And Sakura was 
rlm@2: definitely happy. Tomoyo couldn't handle it anymore. She loved the other 
rlm@2: girl so much. It felt like her life was over now that Sakura had fallen in 
rlm@2: love with someone else.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo had told Sakura that she was in love with her before. But Sakura 
rlm@2: thought she was talking about the love of a friend. That had hurt to some 
rlm@2: extent, too. She had intended to tell Sakura when she thought the brown haired 
rlm@2: girl was mature enough to understand, but now it seemed she was too late.  
rlm@2: Would it have changed anything had she explained to Sakura earlier? Would 
rlm@2: things have still turned out this way? What would Sakura think if she knew 
rlm@2: Tomoyo was in love with her? It could destroy the only thing still important to 
rlm@2: Tomoyo, their friendship.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo was left with a difficult decision to make. She paced nervously as 
rlm@2: she held the blade. She could try to tell Sakura so the other girl would at 
rlm@2: least know. Or she could end things now before she destroyed their 
rlm@2: friendship. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo looked at the picture of Sakura she kept on her nightstand. She was the 
rlm@2: most beautiful thing Tomoyo had ever seen. She winced as she felt 
rlm@2: the biting edge of the knife pressed against her wrist. Tears ran down her 
rlm@2: cheeks as she slumped to her knees, unsure of what to do, her mind filled 
rlm@2: with conflicting thoughts. What about everyone else? Could she really leave 
rlm@2: them all behind? What would they think if she was gone? But it hurt so much. 
rlm@2: She loved Sakura so much. She would always love her. She didn't want to go 
rlm@2: on if she knew Sakura would never love her. She'd tried to be happy for
rlm@2: Sakura, but that didn't keep the emptiness from filling her. There was a void 
rlm@2: inside her that seemed to grow everyday. She'd tried to talk to her mom, but 
rlm@2: her heart had sunk further when she'd heard of her mother's own tragic love for 
rlm@2: Nadeshiko. She could try to tell Sakura, but what good could it do now? Wasn't 
rlm@2: it too late? How could she compete? Sakura loved him, didn't she?
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo gasped as the knife pushed deeper against her pale skin. 
rlm@2: "Sakura-chan," she said, her voice cracking. "I love you, Sakura-chan."
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: ********
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Sakura weeped over the grave of her best friend. Her shaking hand set down 
rlm@2: some flowers on the cold, damp ground. 'If only I'd told you earlier,' Sakura 
rlm@2: thought to herself. 'Would you still be here now if I'd told you how I 
rlm@2: felt?' The girl was wracked by sobs as she stared at the tombstone. This was 
rlm@2: unfair. She was the Card Mistress. Things weren't supposed to end up like 
rlm@2: this. She'd do anything to bring the dark haired girl back. Hot tears fell from 
rlm@2: her chin to the cold dirt below. "Tomoyo," she cried sadly.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: ****** 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Sakura woke up drenched in sweat, her sheets tangled around her. Her heart was 
rlm@2: beating heavily in her chest, as if trying to escape. She gasped for breath, trying 
rlm@2: to think, trying to get rid of the horrid images still invading her mind. ‘It was 
rlm@2: just a dream,’ she told herself over and over. Tomoyo was just a phone call 
rlm@2: away. She’d see her the next day at school. Everything was fine. She sat 
rlm@2: uncomfortably in bed, kicking the sheets off of her. Was everything really fine? 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: When she’d finally found out how Tomoyo felt about her, she’d acted scared, 
rlm@2: uncertain. Tomoyo had just smiled and told her that she was glad to get to tell 
rlm@2: her, but the smile hadn’t reached her eyes. They had lost the sparkle they’d held 
rlm@2: moments before. They seemed empty, sad. Had she acted too harshly? She 
rlm@2: hadn’t meant to, but she’d been so shocked. She had no idea her best friend was 
rlm@2: in love with her. What was she supposed to do? What could she say? Tomoyo 
rlm@2: had left, but she hadn’t gone after her. She’d just sat there as the dark haired girl 
rlm@2: walked away. When she’d worked up the courage later, she tried to call 
rlm@2: Tomoyo, but her mother said she wouldn’t answer. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Sakura realized Tomoyo must have been scared to tell her. The dark haired girl 
rlm@2: had no idea how Sakura would react if she knew. Yet she’d told her anyway. 
rlm@2: Tomoyo must have been scared of what would happen next but she had told her. 
rlm@2: And Sakura had hurt her friend with her reaction. She had hurt her friend badly.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: As she stared straight ahead in the darkness, she remembered how Tomoyo had 
rlm@2: told her before, when they were younger. And how she hadn’t understood what 
rlm@2: the dark haired girl had meant. Tomoyo said she’d tell Sakura when they were 
rlm@2: older and she did. In retrospect Sakura wondered how she could have been so 
rlm@2: blind to Tomoyo’s affections. So much made since now that she knew. It was 
rlm@2: like a fog had been lifted. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Why had she acted the way she did when Tomoyo had told her? Because she 
rlm@2: was scared, she told herself. She was scared because she didn’t understand. How 
rlm@2: could she be in love with her? They were both girls. They’re mothers were 
rlm@2: cousins. They were best friends. Because she just was afraid. She was afraid of 
rlm@2: what might happen. They’d been best friends ever since Sakura had given 
rlm@2: Tomoyo an eraser in class. They had been best friends for so long. What would 
rlm@2: happen now? Would that change between them if Tomoyo loved her? No, she’d 
rlm@2: felt that way for a long time so the only thing that would change would be 
rlm@2: Sakura. Would things change if they were in love? Perhaps that thought had 
rlm@2: frightened Sakura the most. The thought that maybe she echoed Tomoyo’s 
rlm@2: feelings. After some soul searching over the past few days, she knew how she 
rlm@2: felt. She was in love with Tomoyo as well. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: But now what could she do? Tomoyo wouldn’t even talk to her. What if she did 
rlm@2: go as far as in the dream? Now, when Sakura realized how she felt about the 
rlm@2: dark haired girl, the reality that Tomoyo could be stripped from her so easily 
rlm@2: chilled her to the bones. She tried to think of what Tomoyo was doing at this 
rlm@2: instant, but none of the thoughts eased her mind. She was filled with dread as 
rlm@2: she remembered some of the premonitions she’d had in dreams before. Could 
rlm@2: this be one of them? She couldn’t lose Tomoyo now. She just couldn’t. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Sakura stood up in bed, the soft sheets rustling against her bare feet. She 
rlm@2: climbed off onto the carpet and looked around for her staff. She clutched it 
rlm@2: tightly and headed for the window. Cold air blew into her room as she opened 
rlm@2: the window. Her sweat drenched pajamas clung to her. She shivered and 
rlm@2: climbed outside. She knew what she had to do. She had to see Tomoyo. She had 
rlm@2: to know she was all right. She had to tell her how she felt before it was too late. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Fly!” She yelled as she invoked the power of the Clow Cards. Two angel wings 
rlm@2: appeared on her back. Hopping into the air, she flew as fast as she could towards 
rlm@2: Tomoyo’s house. She willed herself to go faster, hoping she wasn’t too late, 
rlm@2: praying it was just a dream. The landscape beneath her blurred from the speed 
rlm@2: she was going and her own tears. She blinked them back, trying to concentrate. 
rlm@2: Her pajamas rustled against the biting wind. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: She almost missed the luxurious house Tomoyo and her mother shared because 
rlm@2: of her frantic hurry. She flew closer to the house, trying desperately to spot 
rlm@2: Tomoyo’s window. She made a silent prayer that the light would be on, that the 
rlm@2: dark haired girl was still awake watching a video or sewing a costume. 
rlm@2: Something, anything. She finally spotted Tomoyo’s window. The light was off 
rlm@2: and her blinds were closed. The pit in Sakura’s stomach doubled in size. Her 
rlm@2: heart thundered as she reached out to the window. She rapped on it heavily, 
rlm@2: trying to wake the dark haired girl up, hoping she could wake up. The wind blew 
rlm@2: past her again as she waited for some response. Even Tomoyo being angry with 
rlm@2: her would be better than this…silence. She prepared to knock again, louder this 
rlm@2: time, when the window opened. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo groggily rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She pulled her blanket tighter 
rlm@2: around herself as the wind blew inside. “Sakura-chan?” she asked sleepily.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Tomoyo-chan!” Sakura practically bolted into the room. Her arms went around 
rlm@2: the unprepared dark haired girl and dragged her close. “Oh, Tomoyo,” she 
rlm@2: sobbed.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo abruptly got worried at the sound of Sakura’s voice. She felt the other 
rlm@2: girl’s warm tears on her bare shoulder. “Sakura? What’s wrong?” Sakura 
rlm@2: shuddered against her, relief flooding into her. “Please don’t cry, Sakura-chan. 
rlm@2: It’s okay. Please tell me.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: The comforting tone in Tomoyo’s soft voice carried through Sakura. The tears 
rlm@2: slowly trickled to a stop. “Tomoyo, I’m so glad you’re okay. I was so worried.” 
rlm@2: Her voice wavered as she spoke.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Me?” Tomoyo asked surprised. “Sakura, I’m fine.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Are you?” Sakura asked quietly. The dark haired girl looked away. She tried to 
rlm@2: say something, but nothing came out when she tried. She didn’t know what to 
rlm@2: say to Sakura. “Tomoyo, look at me. Please?” Sakura’s pleading voice broke in 
rlm@2: through Tomoyo’s thoughts. She slowly turned back to face the other girl. “I 
rlm@2: was so scared. I’d thought…. I thought you were gone. I thought I’d never see 
rlm@2: you again. That scared me more than anything ever has.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “You mean… No, Sakura-chan, I wouldn’t do anything like that,” Tomoyo 
rlm@2: smiled reassuringly. Sakura’s gaze went to a knife on Tomoyo’s nightstand. The 
rlm@2: dark haired girl laughed nervously. “That’s for cutting some threads on your 
rlm@2: outfits I’m making.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Tomoyo, I don’t want to live without you,” Sakura said sadly. “I couldn’t live 
rlm@2: with myself if anything ever happened to you. Please don’t leave me like that. I 
rlm@2: know I hurt you, but I’m sorry.” Tears started to fill her eyes again as she looked 
rlm@2: directly at Tomoyo. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo couldn’t meet Sakura’s gaze. “Sakura…” she said weakly. She loved 
rlm@2: the other girl more than her own life. She’d been heartbroken when Sakura had 
rlm@2: reacted frightened to her confession of love. She just wanted Sakura to know, to 
rlm@2: understand how she felt. Sakura’s fingers on her chin brought her eyes up to 
rlm@2: meet Sakura’s. “Sakura, I…”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “I love you,” Sakura said before the dark haired girl got the chance. She leaned 
rlm@2: in and kissed Tomoyo softly on the lips. She felt a warmth in her heart as they 
rlm@2: kissed. The dark haired girl’s lips were heaven.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo’s eyes went wide and her hands fell to her sides. She was completely 
rlm@2: caught off guard by Sakura’s sudden words. Her spirits soared as the realization 
rlm@2: of Sakura’s words hit her. Her eyes closed halfway and tears slowly slid down 
rlm@2: her cheeks. There was so much she wanted to say, so much she wanted to do. 
rlm@2: Tomoyo kissed Sakura back, a dream she’d long held fulfilled in the space of 
rlm@2: one blissful moment. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Blushing after they pulled apart, Sakura looked deeply into Tomoyo’s eyes. 
rlm@2: “Tomoyo-chan, I love you,” she said again. She waited nervously for the other 
rlm@2: girl’s reply. What if Tomoyo was still mad at her for earlier? What if she 
rlm@2: decided she didn’t need Sakura? What would happen to the two of them? Sakura 
rlm@2: banished the thoughts from her mind. She was scared about what might happen 
rlm@2: now that she’d admitted how she felt, but she pushed those feelings back. She 
rlm@2: wasn’t going to let it control her. Love was more important than fear. She 
rlm@2: couldn’t let it stop her.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Sakura-chan!” Tomoyo’s arms wrapped around the other girl. She’d dreamed 
rlm@2: of hearing those words over and over for years in her dreams, practicing what 
rlm@2: she’d say in her mind when she was awake. She just wanted to hold Sakura, to 
rlm@2: be in her arms forever. “Sakura, I love you so much.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Sakura smiled. Things would be fine. She and Tomoyo had gotten through so 
rlm@2: much since they were little kids. They’d always been there for each other. They 
rlm@2: could make it through this, too. They would together. “Tomoyo-chan, just 
rlm@2: promise me. Promise me you’ll never leave me,” she said, trying to shake the 
rlm@2: last images from her dream.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Tomoyo’s heart ached at the serious look on Sakura’s face. She had never 
rlm@2: wanted to make her sad. “I promise. I love you, Sakura. Forever.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Forever,” Sakura repeated, a smile spreading on her lips. She leaned in and 
rlm@2: kissed Tomoyo again, this time more passionately. The two stayed that way for 
rlm@2: a long time, kissing and holding each other, neither wanting to let go. After what 
rlm@2: seemed like an eternity, they finally parted.
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: “Sakura-chan,” Tomoyo said softly. “Don’t go.”
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: Sakura looked hesitantly back at Tomoyo. Those big dark blue eyes beckoned 
rlm@2: her to stay. She turned her gaze back to the window. She knew her father and 
rlm@2: brother would get worried if she wasn’t there when they woke up. And 
rlm@2: Tomoyo’s mother would probably want an explanation of what she was doing 
rlm@2: here. Yet, she wanted to stay. Let everything come in the morning,. They could 
rlm@2: deal with it then. After everything that had happened, she didn’t want to up and 
rlm@2: leave Tomoyo alone right now. After telling the other girl she was in love with 
rlm@2: her, there was so much they both wanted to say, to know. She again turned back 
rlm@2: at Tomoyo. The dark haired girl looked at her hopefully. Sakura reached over 
rlm@2: and closed the window. Tomoyo smiled brightly. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: As the two lay whispering to each other on Tomoyo’s bed, they let everything 
rlm@2: poor out. Feelings and emotions, dreams and worries. All the tension from the 
rlm@2: past few days drained away as the two lay in a tight embrace. They slowly 
rlm@2: drifted off to sleep in the early hours of the morning. 
rlm@2: 
rlm@2: The dim outline of Nadeshiko smiled approvingly at the two sleeping girls. An 
rlm@2: ethereal hand gently brushed through her daughter’s hair. Sakura’s dream had 
rlm@2: been a frightening one, but in the end it had brought her together with the one 
rlm@2: she loved. Slowly backing away from the bed, Nadeshiko felt a twinge of guilt 
rlm@2: for having to put Sakura through that. She had sent the dream as a way to 
rlm@2: motivate Sakura into revealing her true feelings. She hadn’t wanted to scare her 
rlm@2: like that, but for Sakura to be happy she had to accept how she felt. She was 
rlm@2: glad it had wound up so well. She knew her daughter would be fine. She had 
rlm@2: always looked out for her and now she knew someone else would, too. She 
rlm@2: smiled to herself as she started to fade away. “Sleep well, Sakura,” she said, her 
rlm@2: voice hardly above a whisper, before she disappeared. 
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