The Blossom, the Wolf, and the Ice

[Xiang]

Sakura Kinomoto x Syaoran Li and Eriol Hiiragizawa x Tomoyo Daidouji
Pg-13

Minor shippings:

Takashi Yamazaki x Chiharu Mihara
Touya Kinomoto x Yukito Tsukishiro

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. The credit for this beautiful series goes to CLAMP. However, the characters I create will be by me.

Chapter 1

The room was empty except for her. The yellow curtains blew gently from the wind coming in through the open window, shining with a bright hue from the sunlight. The air in the room felt clean from the summer morning air and the fact that she just vacuumed the house.

Sakura was deep in thought, her cheeks turning slightly pink. Her bright, beautiful green eyes were looking upon a black teddy bear. At a first glance, this plush didn't seem so special. But to Sakura, the stuffing, the cloth, and the warmth that emitted from it brought memories and emotion to her.

It was a bear she received from Syaoran. He had made it himself. Sakura smiled to herself, her mind lingering among memories of her friend. Perhaps he was more to her than a friend, but Sakura didn't care about how much. She knew that Syaoran loved her very much. The message was clear on that depressing day.

He was leaving for home, home in Hong Kong. It was in the morning, and Sakura had felt the feeling of dread and sorrow fall on her like a six-ton rock the same way it did when she was battling Eriol. A feeling of coming loss of those close to you, like your heart was starting to tear away. She caught up to him just in time, before he would leave for who-knows-how-long. Her heart was beating- she didn't want him to leave.

Wei, his butler handed him the teddy bear. She realized something her friends mentioned once, and requested if she could hold the plush in her arms. It was a legend in Tomoeda that if you make a teddy bear, name it after yourself, and give it to the number one person to you, the both of you would stay in love together for eternity.

He accepted, thrusting her heart into a realm of happiness. If Syaoran couldn't be there all the time, his teddy bear could. Her happiness wouldn't last forever, but she wasn't going to stop smiling because so.

Months later, when Sakura entered the sixth grade, they had bumped into each other at a playground, immediately reacting in shock from the encounter. She had tried several times to confess her feelings to him, because he had told her about his feelings directly, but always was interrupted. In the meantime, a lonely Clow Card with immense negative magical energy was wiping Tomoeda away bit by bit.

They had worked together to capture this card, but doing so required giving away their most important feeling, love. Syaoran was about to give his love for Sakura in exchange for the definite capture of the dangerous card, but a nameless card interfered and therefore gave itself up instead.

Sakura had created this card on the day of Syaoran's departure through her extreme emotion and flow of feelings. She felt an overly extreme weight of depression fall on her, used her distressed state as magical energy, and created her own Sakura Card. On it was a pure symbol of love.

She was glad she and Syaoran met, because without him, her life would be too much different from what it was now. He assisted in the sealing of magic cards and several times he helped her when she reached her limit, or when she was on the brink of defeat. He taught her to be a hard worker and comforted her when she had confessed her liking to Yukito, only to be gently rejected, and to have her feelings resorted. He gave her courage and strength, and she gave him a kind heart. They fit together like colorful jigsaw pieces.

Sakura held the bear to her chest and sighed. He, of course, had to leave again, but promised to meet again someday.

Kero burst into the room as spontaneously as an exploding bomb. He resembled a yellow plush toy with wings, but now Sakura understood that his true form was much different. "Sakura-chan!" the Guardian of the Sun cried out gleefully.

Sakura pouted as the quiet, thoughtful atmosphere that existed in her room two seconds ago was being blown apart as Kero's loud, enthusiastic voice shook the whole room. But she smiled again, because when Kero-chan was happy about something (as long as it wasn't some kind of sweet or dessert he sneaked) she would feel happy too. "What is it, Kero-chan?"

Kero hovered out of the room for a moment before returning with a white envelope in his jaws. Sakura took it gently and turned it over to open it.

“Mail? For me? Who is it from?” Sakura pondered as she ripped the paper open. Inside was a another folded sheet of paper. Sakura unfolded it and gasped as she recognized the handwriting as her beloved Syaoran’s.

Dear Sakura,

How are you doing? I don’t exactly know where to start with this letter, but I’m doing fine. I’m attending a Japanese class here in Hong Kong, so hopefully I’ll keep up with you. I’m getting better at the sword and martial arts.

I have to admit that I really miss you. Meilin does too, but she’s busy with her new boyfriend. She doesn’t fuss over me anymore, but it saves me a lot of backache. She says we’re lucky we have each other, since her boyfriend is “nothing compared to her ex-fiancée.”

I want to see you really soon. If anything happens with the Sakura Cards, let me know. I want to be there… just because.

Let me know how Daidouji-san is doing. I’m not really interested in how that four-eyed creep (referring to Eriol Hiiragizawa) is doing, but just tell me. And tell me about how Tsukishiro and Yue are doing.

Li Syaoran

P.S. I hope the plush toy isn’t getting fat from all those sweets.

A vein bulged on Kero’s forehead. “Damn that kozo (kid)! I would never get fat from all.. those delicious sweets…” Kero’s expression underwent a big change from furious to dreamy- most likely about sweets. “Oh, by the way, Sakura-chan, did you bring me any sweets from your visit to Tomoyo-chan’s place?” the Guardian snickered deviously as he cornered Sakura mentally. Kero rubbed his paws (or hands) together.

Sakura remained calm, since for now she had it perfectly safe. Her hand reached out to the handle of the second drawer down on her desk and she grabbed a bag of gummy candies she got yesterday, since she didn’t want Kero to know that she forget about him and his lust for candy.

“Wai, wai!” Kero screamed happily, zooming about the room joyfully like an uncontrollable rocket ship. He seized the bag and a gluttonous expression appeared on his face as he tore the sack open. “Arigatou, Sakura-sama!” he cried with his mouth full.

Sakura flopped on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. Her eyes closed slowly and lazily, but they didn’t open back up.

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To douse a flame
Use water

Sakura opened her eyes and floated in space, stardust and gas swirling around her. “What…?”

To see through darkness
Use light

The voice was hollow and haunting, its tone monotonous and echoing slowly around the space. The stardust turned red and blue and black, some clouds starting to mix together.

To end a life
Find…

The voice trailed off and paused, as if it was hesitating. But as it announced the final word, its voice shook and made Sakura tremble- from the vibration of the voice or horror she could not remain conscious long enough to remember.

DEATH…

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Sakura’s eyes burst open as she heard a knock on her wooden door. She recollected herself and another set of knocks were heard from the door.

“Sakura?” her brother called at the door.

“Onii-chan?” was her dazed reply.

Her brother opened the door and stuck his head in. Touya glanced around the room and locked eyes with Kero, who was desperately trying to look stuffed.

“Give it a break,” Touya told the Guardian’s false form. “I’ve known you to be alive for a while now.” Kero looked angry as he flew towards his Master’s sibling. Touya lifted his hand and flicked the plush toy away easily, sending him flying into the trashcan. Kero groaned as he struggled to get out.

“Onii-chan!” Sakura scolded. Her brother turned his attention back to her.

“Dinner’s ready,” he said, then added, “Kaijuu.”

“I’m not a Kaijuu (monster)!” she screamed as he closed the door. ARGH! She pouted, and Kero managed to yank himself out of the wastebasket’s opening after quite some effort. “Onii-chan can be so mean…”

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“Itadakimasu!” the four people, excluding Kero, said in unison before beginning to eat. Kero sat in front of Sakura, being too small for his own chair. He still wasn’t used to the rest of the family knowing of his and Sakura’s magic, so he ate nervously. Either way, in a few moments he forgot the occasional looks from Fujitaka, Sakura’s father, and ate a bite after another.

Yukito sat opposite Touya while Sakura sat opposite her father and next to Yukito. Even after she found out her feelings for Yukito were not returned in the same way, she enjoyed his company very much. (Sakura had some romantic attachment to Yukito, but it was similar to a family love as well. Yukito loved her similar to the way he would love a sister.)

“I made your favorite, Sakura,” Fujitaka told his daughter. He got up from his seat and approached the stove and returned in a brief moment, with a fresh plate of fried shrimp. Its aroma and sensory appeal turned Sakura’s “world of heaven” switch on.

She thanked him and had a feast for herself…

Outside the window, a pair of silver eyes, glowing in the moonlight, peeked through an opening in the bush, concealing itself with the thick bounty of the leaves. They had been placed on Sakura for a while, as if it was an image set in stone. These eyes hardly blinked.

Sakura, up to now, had been feeling too much joy to feel the presence of the stranger’s gaze. She glanced out the window, but the presence disappeared.

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Dear Syaoran,

Thank you for the letter- it was the only one I received so far. Another trimester of sixth grade is going to begin in a week-

“Hoe!” Sakura cried in realization that she hadn’t started her humongous pile of summer homework yet.

I forgot about summer homework until now…

Tomoyo-chan is doing wonderfully. She got a new camcorder with advanced technology and is still obsessed with filming me- even more than before. She films me everywhere, anytime, and while I’m doing almost anything. She said she wishes you were hear to watch all of it- I’m not sure. She’s filmed me eating at least ten times already, falling asleep in class two times, doing my cheerleading routine so many times I’ve lost count. But she loves filming my battles against things I made with the CREATE card the most. She would invite me over and let me watch all of it, I enjoy it, but sometimes I worry if filming me is Tomoyo-chan’s life overall…

Eriol-kun has returned for summer vacation and still attends class so he can spend time with everyone. He used his powers to that he could be a true sixth grader. Now he’s my age for sure, still with all the wisdom and magic, though. He’s taught me a bit of English. I can do the chant for the Star Key in English now.

Yukito is doing great. My magic power is enough to support Yue now, so Yukito’s feeling much better. If I had been stronger earlier, Onii-chan wouldn’t have had to give up his powers…

Will you be visiting anytime soon? If you do, Kero-chan will bug you to death if you didn’t bring anything sweet for him to eat.

Gomen, I really do want you to visit sometime before the summer is over, sweets or not. Receiving a letter from you makes me warm and happy inside, but I want to see your face again.

Really miss you,

Kinomoto Sakura~

 

[Mistynia]

Awww! I just adore the letters :3 It's really good that you use some Japanese terms, like Kaijuu and kozo. ^^ I'm gonna keep my eye on this fic.

To end a life find Death *shudders* That's creepy. ^^;;; Keep it up!

 

[Bombsey]

Yes, this is wonderful ^^ Although the author's notes did kinda slow it down a bit, but there will less of them as the story progresses, no?

 

[Xiang]

There will be less author's notes later on, yes. ^_^ I considered putting a glossary in instead, but I decided against it. If someone wants to understand a term, they can find it in the text, so they'll have to read, but they can always ask me about things I didn't point out.

Hopefully after this chapter I'll actually start the plot with action instead of hints.

There won't be any Eriol and Tomoyo things until Eriol comes into the fic, and Chiharu and Takashi will show up soon. Touya and Yukito soon too.

Chapter 2

To douse a flame
Use water
To see through darkness
Use light
To end a life,
Find DEATH…

Sakura opened her eyes, but saw nothing. She blinked, but it made no difference to her whether she closed her eyes or opened them, she still saw the same pitch darkness. She started to feel helpless under this pressure of not knowing anything about your surroundings. Her ears listened, for the voice had continued to chant, most likely another verse.

She listened harder, but the voice was different this time- it was too quiet. A light suddenly beamed into the darkness, showing Sakura a silhouette, but it was hard for her to identify the figure completely for the power of the light was very strong.

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Continuous ringing cried shrilly in her room. Sakura jolted up from her relaxed position, startled from the alarm clock’s cry. “HOEEEEE!” she yelled and flailed around under the covers.

Kero sighed as he slammed a tiny fist down on a button on the noisy time teller. “You need to get used to it,” he said, exasperated.

“Gomen,” Sakura apologized quickly as she ran around to get dressed. “But I’m in charge of breakfast and chores today, and I’m going to Tomoyo-chan’s house and I’m going to do my summer- ah!” Sakura tripped over her own foot as she ran around, getting dressed.

“Slow down Sakura-chan, you’re always like this in the morning.”

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Kero sat on the table, moving his tail back and forth slowly while waiting for breakfast to be done. The oven made a DING! sound and Sakura grabbed a pair of oven mittens. She slid them on and reached into the oven to grab her baking success- a loaf of cinnamon bread. Kero leaned towards the origin of the sweet aroma.

“Oishii, that smells good! Your baking is so much better now, Sakura-chan!” Kero exclaimed joyfully. Sakura sliced the loaf neatly, and Kero reached for a piece. Sakura picked him up by the scruff of his neck before he could and threw him a scolding look.

“Wait for everybody else to come down before you eat!” She scolded the Guardian. Kero sulked as she placed him back on the table. She walked to the fridge, occasionally looking over her shoulder to make sure the Guardian wasn’t secretly chowing down on the bread. Touya came down the stairs into the kitchen.

“Ohayo,” he said stiffly, still apparently sleepy. “Dad’s off to work today,” he reminded Sakura.

Sakura nodded. “I know that.”

Sakura then set down several plates piled neatly with vegetables and fruits. She placed a slice of ham on each plate and put three slices of bread in the toaster.

In a moment, breakfast was ready. “Itadakimasu!” they said in unison.

“Pretty good cooking- for a Kaijuu,” Touya remarked slyly.

Sakura fumed and stabbed her brother’s foot with her heel. He flinched and silenced. Sakura was able to enjoy the meal again, but a presence made her feel uncomfortable. Touya and Kero noticed it too.

“Is it just me, or do you feel like somebody’s watching you?” Touya remarked, more serious now. The three glanced around, but the presence soon disappeared. Sakura shrugged, but Kero hesitated.

“Kero-chan?” Sakura tried to get the plush toy’s attention. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Absolutely nothing.

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Sakura walked up to the iron gate and made sure Kero was squeezed snugly in her bag. Behind the gate was a large mansion, and in front stood a colorful garden. Some crystal-water fountains decorated the garden, making it look symmetrical. Sakura reached for a security device on the brick post next to her.

“This is the Daidouji Residence,” Tomoyo’s mother, Sonomi said over the device. “Who is this?”

“This is Kinomoto Sakura-“

“Oh! Sakura-chan! Do come in, do come in!” the mother said, excited.

Kero sighed from inside the bag. Sonomi was a cousin of Nadeshiko, Sakura’s deceased mother. Sonomi loved Nadeshiko very much and adored Sakura just as much. The iron gate opened with the control of technology, and Sakura walked into the sunlight, he pavement was bright it. A dark-haired girl ran down a set of steps to greet Sakura. Her hair was long and wavy near the ends, very different from Sakura’s short and brown hair.

“Tomoyo-chan!”

“You’re just in time, Sakura-chan!” Tomoyo told her. Her voice was high-pitched but sweet and lovely. Listening to her singing was like watching the stars twinkle on a winter twilight in the countryside.

“For what?” Sakura said to her friend as they ran up the stairs up to the second floor. Tomoyo didn’t say anything but just winked to her friend over her shoulder. They ran down the hallway to Tomoyo’s bedroom. Tomoyo closed the double doors behind her.

There were sliding glass doors that let to a balcony- for now the pink linen curtains that hung there fluttered in a late summer breeze. A coffee table stood on a soft, stainless white carpet lined with blue stripes. Two cherry-blossom-colored couches stood on either side of the carpet- a wooden chair with a stuffed seat stood with its back to the glass doors.

Kero came out of the bag instinctively. Tomoyo giggled a bit and ran to a cabinet along the wall. “Here Kero-chan,” she said, handing him a big of chocolate.

“WAI!” Kero yelled as he brought it to the coffee table to eat. “Arigatou, Tomoyo-sama!”

Tomoyo turned to Sakura. “Your first present is in my closet,” she told her friend. Sakura nodded and ran to the closet, heart thumping in excitement and suspense. She came back out with a red Chinese dress with gold trimmings. “Do you like it? Sakura nodded. “Try it on!”

Sakura took a few minutes, and when she came back out, Tomoyo held up her camera and gasped. “Kawaii!” she cried, and her cry caught Kero’s attention. “You’re too cute for words, Sakura-chan!”

Sakura was flattered by her friend’s compliments.

“Now the second present!” Tomoyo said, jumping a little in excitement. “Come on in!”

Sakura turned to the door and gasped. Her heartbeat was louder than before, because the person that stood there was just the face she wanted to see. “I knew that would look good on you,” Syaoran said.

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“I received your letter just on Monday,” Syaoran told Sakura. “I had a free week, so I decided to come.”

Sakura nodded, unable to say anything. Tomoyo tugged gently on her sleeve. “Li-kun decided to get you the dress, too, Sakura-chan. I’m so glad- I got to take a picture of you in it!”

“T- Tomoyo-chan…” Sakura said nervously. Kero hovered in front of Syaoran’s face.

“What is it, plush toy?”

Kero didn’t respond angrily and he looked at Sakura for a moment. “Lately Sakura and I have been feeling the presence of something unknown.”

“Onii-chan too,” Sakura added. “It’s like something’s watching us… with dangerous intent.”

Syaoran stood up from his seat and leaned forward, placing his weight on the table. “You don’t know anything about this?”

“It’s only happened once or twice so far,” Sakura explained. “But whenever we looked around for it, it would disappear.”

“Sounds very suspicious,” Tomoyo said understandingly as she set down a tray of china cups and plates. In her free hand, which wasn’t really free, she held an aquamarine-colored teapot by the handle. Steam escaped in thin wisps from under the cover of the kettle, making it look extremely hot. She poured the tea slowly into the china cups- so slowly only a thin trickle came out constantly. “It could be Naoko trying to scare you.”

“I could feel the presence of magic,” Kero said, not paying any attention to Tomoyo’s ridiculous suggestion. “Not Clow or Sakura or any other magic being I know. And generally magic beings target other magic beings.”

“Unless Naoko-chan has magical powers,” Sakura said, but shook her head. “It wasn’t Naoko-chan’s presence, magical or not.” She reached for the sugar jar, but Syaoran did too- at the same time. Their hands overlapped and touched each other, and both whipped their hands back, their faces tomato-red, remembering the same thing that happened before.

“Ohohohohohohohoho!” Tomoyo giggled to herself as she pressed the “SAVE” button on the camcorder.

“Tomoyo-chan!” Sakura whined.

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“See you later, Sakura-chan!” Tomoyo cried and waved to her friend. Sakura was walking down the pavement with Syaoran. She turned and waved back, feeling a bit more cheerful after the visit. Soon she had moved so far from the residence that Tomoyo couldn’t be seen, and she faced forward, looking coyly down at her feet.

She had to admit that being with Syaoran made her feel safer than walking home alone. The memory of feeling the presence had occasionally made her paranoid of her surroundings, but walking with him made her feel a bit awkward.

“WHY CAN’T I FEEL CALM AROUND HIM?!” her mind screamed inside her head, but she remained silent on the outside. They stopped in front of a large house with many floors.

“Well, this is my stop,” Syaoran said. “See you.”

Sakura lifted her hand and managed to wave a goodbye to him. She opened her mouth, but her voice deserted her entirely and she stood there, watching him return home, feeling stupid that she didn’t have the courage to talk to him.

The bushes rustled as Syaoran opened the door to go inside. He heard a yell in the distance, from the front of his house. He slammed the door shut and ran towards the outburst’s origin.

“Sakura!” Syaoran cried out and expected a response. He just heard a quiet groan and came upon Sakura sitting on the pavement, grasping her ankle is if she were in pain. “What happened?” Syaoran said as he squatted down next to her.

“Gomenasai!” A girl with long, flowing dark hair cried out, hiding her face with her hands. The girl kneeled down. “I was in rush, but I didn’t see until up ahead!” said her muffled voice.

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Sakura lay on the green couch in Syaoran’s living room with her head stuffed comfortably in between the ice pack on her forehead and the cushion pillow for her comfort. Syaoran was bandaging her ankle, appeared to be deep in thought. Wei handed the anonymous girl a tissue, and she wiped her face.

Her face displayed a lot of guilt. Her eyes were bright blue, but they looked dim in her gloominess. Syaoran bit his lip, feeling a bit tense. He felt a bit of magic aura around this girl, but it was terribly weak and he couldn’t notice it until the room was silent and still. She probably posed no danger.

“Do you forgive?” the girl asked Sakura meekly.

Sakura couldn’t turn her head to face the girl with the ice pack and the pillow stiffening her. “It’s alright, nothing serious happened.”

“You ankle?” she inquired, still meekly. Her strange grammar seemed to come naturally to her.

“It was probably hit hard when it hit curb,” Syaoran pointed out, but the girl didn’t take it very well. “It’ll get better- don’t worry about it!”

The girl clutched her wet tissue tighter and dabbed gently at her eyes. “You right. Sakura forgive. Everything all right.”

“How do you know my name?” Sakura asked.

The girl played with her fingers bashfully. “Because Sakura cherry blossom very pretty. Sakura very pretty too. Name must be Sakura then.”

Syaoran wasn’t very convinced, but she seemed innocent of anything suspicious. “Sakura rest because need it. Please?” the girl told the worn out girl before her. Sakura nodded gently, unable to move with everything on her head. She closed her eyes and sighed, trying to grasp the state of unconsciousness. Before long, she fell asleep without knowing it.

“Your name?” Syaoran said.

“Kara,” the girl replied solemnly.

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To douse a flame
Use water
To see through darkness
Use light
To end a life,
Find DEATH…

Sakura opened her eyes, but saw nothing. She blinked, but it made no difference to her whether she closed her eyes or opened them, she still saw the same pitch darkness. She started to feel helpless under this pressure of not knowing anything about your surroundings. Her ears listened, for the voice had continued to chant, most likely another verse.

She listened harder, but the voice was different this time- it was too quiet. A light suddenly beamed into the darkness, showing Sakura a silhouette, but it was hard for her to identify the figure completely for the power of the light was very strong.

She was able to make out two more silhouettes. One with long hair, another with spiky pigtails, and one last one with medium-length hair. The one with long hair stood to the right. Her eyes changed colors, first flashing red, then pink, then brown, then amber, orange, yellow, gold, blue, green, black, purple, and gray. Then the pattern restarted. The spiky haired one had an orb in front of her, it was transparent, but only magnified the light. Sakura couldn’t see anymore…

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“I walk you home!” Kara offered eagerly. The three were now standing in front of Syaoran’s property. Syaoran was silent and somber-looking.

“Okay,” Sakura said quietly, apparently still worn out. “I’ll see you later, Syaoran-kun!”

Syaoran didn’t reply. “Syaoran-kun? Is everything okay?” Sakura repeated his name.

“Huh? Oh, sorry, I seemed to have spaced out,” Syaoran apologized. “I’ll come with you. In case.” He glared at Kara out of the corner of his eye, and she flinched.

“I’ll be fine, Syaoran-kun, and Kara seems trustworthy,” Sakura told him, but he wasn’t convinced. It was the same with Mizuki-sensei; he could feel a magical aura from this person. Kara just couldn’t be trusted. Why couldn’t Sakura sense the aura?

The two passed Penguin Park. The comical-looking King Penguin stood in its usual spot, overlooking the entire park. He looked magnificent in the sunset for the first time.

“Did you just move to Tomoeda, Kara-san?” Sakura asked her escort. Kara nodded.

“I come from America, then Tokyo. Grammar improving but not very good still,” Kara strained to say. “I understand Japanese well, but speaking not so easy. I try, Sakura-san.”

“I think you’re doing pretty good so far,” Sakura complimented.

“Arigatou,” Kara smiled. “Considering I live in America lot of my life, and Tokyo only short part of year, I proud of my progress.” They walked on stone pavement now, with the branches of roadside trees looming overhead, shading them from the orange sunset light. The world was quieting down, and the air was feeling calmer and cooler. “I love sunsets,” Kara managed to say in perfect grammar. “They colorful and beautiful to look.”

“I do too,” Sakura agreed.

“I love color too,” Kara continued. “because I…” her voice suddenly lost confidence as she trailed on. “I cannot say, because my secret precious. Cannot tell.”

“You don’t have to tell me,” Sakura reassured her friend, although she was slightly curious. “Can you say something in English?”

Kara nodded. “Sakura, I hope one day you’ll be a person I can trust with my secret,” she said in perfect English. The words and sounds seemed alien to Sakura, but judging from Kara’s kind tone, she smiled in response.

 

[Xiang]

Thank you very much ^_^

Today however, I feel very discouraged.

Spoiler: n00b flame

Thanks to some random ****er for posting this ****.

YouCantWrite-Period from fanfiction.net: story is horrible DONT CONTINUE FOR THE LOVE OF READIN PLEASE PLEASEE OH please!!

I'll begin the next chapter in two weeks.
I'm going to Massachusetts.
Keep my thread clear of all SPAM as much as possible. I'd hate to return with a bunch of pea-brained n00bs eating away at my confidence and my thread.

 

[Mistynia]

Don't let your cheerfulness go down by this! This is very good ^^ A mysterious girl...? *gasp* Can't wait to find out more ^^

She reached for the sugar jar, but Syaoran did too- at the same time. Their hands overlapped and touched each other, and both whipped their hands back, their faces tomato-red, remembering the same thing that happened before.

“Ohohohohohohohoho!” Tomoyo giggled to herself as she pressed the “SAVE” button on the camcorder.

Go Tomoyo XD

 

[takarifan]

Hyuuga Hinata, you seem to be able to write one heck of a good fic. Seriously. I adored this fanfic, not only because it is a CCS fic with my favourite couples, Syaoran x Sakura and Eriol x Tomoyo in it and/or to be included in it but also because it is humourous and well written. The conventions (Spelling, Grammar and Vocabulary) were good and I didn't see any pock mark-like errors and the descriptions were of high quality. The humour well, was definately found in this fic. This fic is hilarious! Tomoyo the 'Camcorder Freak' was her typical "crack-induced yet refined" self, Sakura is still the naive young girl, and Syaoran is still is ole' self as it seems. I like who all the characters are playing with each others' minds (as usual). I'm really looking foward to the next chapter. Hm, I wonder what part Eriol plays in this...

 

[Bombsey]

Don't listen to them. They obviously did not read this.

The only problems I saw were some cases where you repeated words, where you could have easily changed the sentence.

There may have been more, but I am tired ^^; Please carry one this fan-fic, it is very good, and a nice change from the longer, darker fics ^^ [Oh I am such a hypocrit x3]