Hellooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!! heehee!! This is our first real ficcy and we
hopes you readers enjoy this!!! TOMOYO + ERIOL =
KAWAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SAKURA + SHAORAN = normal.
(sori... .. we've just seen too many S+S -___-;; ) Anywayz, enjoy and
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!
NOTE: there is swearing, drug use (maybe), beating up people into bloody pulp (including my fav/main characters), ummmmm...... implied rape, and a lot of other stuff your parents (or guardians) would kill me for if you guys read this fic. *points at the rating* that's why there's this rating. So please, please, PLEASE, turn back BUT REVIEW FIRST from this fic if you are not allowed and/or are uncomfortable with such stuff. I've warned you.
darki: *cast a wannabe spell to make readers review* readers: *totally fall for it and review* darki: Now on with the fic!!!!
Mishi: Don't own CCS. WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Running From the Past
By darki and mishi
Chapter 1 - deciding
A pretty young 17 year old sat down in front of her desk typing away madly on her laptop. When her computer flashed a sign that her best friend/e-pal had sent her a email, she grinned happily and opened up her hotmail account. Excitedly she read the email.
From: daidouji tomoyo
To: kimakaze saiyuri
Subject: READ THIS NOW!!!!!!
Date: Sat, 10 Aug 2003 20:14:43 -0700
Hey Sai!!!!!!! How r u??!! Guess what! Mom's leaving next week to Paris & London (ugghhh, AGAIN) for all of august and she said I could have 1 friend over!!!!! Isn't that sweet??!!!! So wanna come?? Mom's paying for the ticket (mwahaha, thanks to my wonderful persuasive [more like blackmail {teehee}] skills, she's paying 4 u.) Come over!!!!! O haven't seen you for what, 11.... wait.... 12 YEARS??!!!!!! omg!!!!! COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lotsa luv,
Toyo
Saiyuri Kimakaze laughed happily after reading the email. Toyo, toyo, toyo.... she never changed. Even after all the years apart and brief e- pics, she never changed. Unlike herself. Saiyuri cringed at her own mental reflection and sighed. She was around 5' 7, slim, green eyes, and dyed black spiky hair. Not to mention drop dead gorgeous and sexy. That's why she had so many friends. Or fans. Or whatever you call those annoying brats that follow and mimic your every move and the perverts who never stop staring at your chest.
Saiyuri sighed again. She no longer was that happy-go-lucky golden brown haired child with wide innocent eyes anymore. She was now a hardened, tough, ass-kicking biker chick now. All thanks to her bitch of a mom. She missed her old innocent self - but she could never go back.... Or could she?
Saiyuri growled. She hated her mother. Divorcing her best husband (her dad) for some other fucking moron and dragging her along. (A/N: Nadeshiko is NOT Saiyuri's {aka Sakura} mom in this fic. I repeat, Nadeshiko is NOT Saiyuri's mom.) 'I hope you're burning in hell right now Miiru. Kisama.'
Smiling sadly, Saiyuri began to type.
From: kimakaze saiyuri
To: daidouji tomoyo
Subject: Re:READ THIS NOW!!!!!!
Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2003 13:18:47 -0700
Hey Toyo. I'm really sorry but I can't come cuz there've been a lot of problems recently. Like my ex-boyfriend....
BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Where the fuck are you bitch????!!" A coarse male voice yelled into Sai's apartment. "Oh shit...." Sai muttered. She quickly stuffed the items on her desk into a hidden compartment in the wall. She then quickly ran out of her room and shut the door quietly and glared icily at the intruder. "What the fuck do you think you are doing here??!!" She hissed, her emerald eyes narrowing dangerously. "Babe..." the drunk 20 year old at the door slurred and stumbled towards her. Saiyuri shoved the raven haired man away from her angrily. "The fuck Mashiro?! I'm done with you - we broke up last week. What the hell do you think you are doing up here fucking up my apartment??!!!" "Awww, come on babe, you know you never meant the break up..." Mashiro slurred. "I sure as hell did! Now get the fuck out before I call the cops." Sai threatened. Mashiro smirked and laughed harshly. "You really think they're gonna come rescue an infamous prostitute Sai? You really think so bitch?" Sai clenched her hands and snarled, "Get. Out." Mashiro laughed again; now looking very frightening instead of drunk. "Whatza matter, Sai? I'm rich - my dad's the fucking owner of KSC. Kitsune Space Corporation. I can pay you the rest of your miserable life - all I ask is that you be my bitch. Mine alone. That's it. You really wanna give it all up?" Sai hesitated - it was true that Mashiro was rich. It was true that she was an infamous prostitute thanks to her loving mom. Mashiro took that brief moment of hesitation to tackle Saiyuri down to the ground and pin her arms above her head.
Mashiro grinned evilly at Saiyuri and hissed out, "Since you won't be mine willingly, I guess I'll have to take you by force... Oof!!!" Mashiro relinquished his grasp on Saiyuri's wrists when she kneed him (A/N: GO SAIYURI!!!!!! teehee) right in the royal jewels. Hard. While Mashiro was groaning, Saiyuri sprang up and kicked Mashiro in the face and broke his nose. This set Mashiro off into a crying/screaming/swearing fit and only stopped when Saiyuri efficiently slipped her hand behind his neck and squeezed the pressure point there and watched impassively as her ex- boyfriend slid senseless down to the ground.
"Stupid Mashiro..." She whispered. She jumped when she heard a beeping noise emit from her laptop. She quickly woke her computer up and saw that her computer was about to shut down the internet connection if she didn't either continue online or wok offline. Sai quickly closed the message and looked at her email to Tomoyo. After a few moments, Saiyuri deleted the present message and started again.
From: kimakaze saiyuri
To: daidouji tomoyo
Subject: Re:READ THIS NOW!!!!!!
Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2003 13:18:47 -0700
Hey Toyo. Sure I'll come over. Can I come over on the next flight to Tokyo? We really have a lot to catch up on.....
Authoresses: How'd you like? Readers: we loved it. darki: Good. Now review. Readers: Your wish is our command. darki: Excellent. Now review. PLEAAAASSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! Hit that nice little purple button. P.S. I would prefer it if you left your email on the reviews as well so that I can get back to you and/or tell you when the next chappie's up. But if you're uncomfortable with it, then don't.
NOTE: there is swearing, drug use (maybe), beating up people into bloody pulp (including my fav/main characters), ummmmm...... implied rape, and a lot of other stuff your parents (or guardians) would kill me for if you guys read this fic. *points at the rating* that's why there's this rating. So please, please, PLEASE, turn back BUT REVIEW FIRST from this fic if you are not allowed and/or are uncomfortable with such stuff. I've warned you.
darki: *cast a wannabe spell to make readers review* readers: *totally fall for it and review* darki: Now on with the fic!!!!
Mishi: Don't own CCS. WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Running From the Past
By darki and mishi
Chapter 1 - deciding
A pretty young 17 year old sat down in front of her desk typing away madly on her laptop. When her computer flashed a sign that her best friend/e-pal had sent her a email, she grinned happily and opened up her hotmail account. Excitedly she read the email.
From: daidouji tomoyo
To: kimakaze saiyuri
Subject: READ THIS NOW!!!!!!
Date: Sat, 10 Aug 2003 20:14:43 -0700
Hey Sai!!!!!!! How r u??!! Guess what! Mom's leaving next week to Paris & London (ugghhh, AGAIN) for all of august and she said I could have 1 friend over!!!!! Isn't that sweet??!!!! So wanna come?? Mom's paying for the ticket (mwahaha, thanks to my wonderful persuasive [more like blackmail {teehee}] skills, she's paying 4 u.) Come over!!!!! O haven't seen you for what, 11.... wait.... 12 YEARS??!!!!!! omg!!!!! COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lotsa luv,
Toyo
Saiyuri Kimakaze laughed happily after reading the email. Toyo, toyo, toyo.... she never changed. Even after all the years apart and brief e- pics, she never changed. Unlike herself. Saiyuri cringed at her own mental reflection and sighed. She was around 5' 7, slim, green eyes, and dyed black spiky hair. Not to mention drop dead gorgeous and sexy. That's why she had so many friends. Or fans. Or whatever you call those annoying brats that follow and mimic your every move and the perverts who never stop staring at your chest.
Saiyuri sighed again. She no longer was that happy-go-lucky golden brown haired child with wide innocent eyes anymore. She was now a hardened, tough, ass-kicking biker chick now. All thanks to her bitch of a mom. She missed her old innocent self - but she could never go back.... Or could she?
Saiyuri growled. She hated her mother. Divorcing her best husband (her dad) for some other fucking moron and dragging her along. (A/N: Nadeshiko is NOT Saiyuri's {aka Sakura} mom in this fic. I repeat, Nadeshiko is NOT Saiyuri's mom.) 'I hope you're burning in hell right now Miiru. Kisama.'
Smiling sadly, Saiyuri began to type.
From: kimakaze saiyuri
To: daidouji tomoyo
Subject: Re:READ THIS NOW!!!!!!
Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2003 13:18:47 -0700
Hey Toyo. I'm really sorry but I can't come cuz there've been a lot of problems recently. Like my ex-boyfriend....
BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Where the fuck are you bitch????!!" A coarse male voice yelled into Sai's apartment. "Oh shit...." Sai muttered. She quickly stuffed the items on her desk into a hidden compartment in the wall. She then quickly ran out of her room and shut the door quietly and glared icily at the intruder. "What the fuck do you think you are doing here??!!" She hissed, her emerald eyes narrowing dangerously. "Babe..." the drunk 20 year old at the door slurred and stumbled towards her. Saiyuri shoved the raven haired man away from her angrily. "The fuck Mashiro?! I'm done with you - we broke up last week. What the hell do you think you are doing up here fucking up my apartment??!!!" "Awww, come on babe, you know you never meant the break up..." Mashiro slurred. "I sure as hell did! Now get the fuck out before I call the cops." Sai threatened. Mashiro smirked and laughed harshly. "You really think they're gonna come rescue an infamous prostitute Sai? You really think so bitch?" Sai clenched her hands and snarled, "Get. Out." Mashiro laughed again; now looking very frightening instead of drunk. "Whatza matter, Sai? I'm rich - my dad's the fucking owner of KSC. Kitsune Space Corporation. I can pay you the rest of your miserable life - all I ask is that you be my bitch. Mine alone. That's it. You really wanna give it all up?" Sai hesitated - it was true that Mashiro was rich. It was true that she was an infamous prostitute thanks to her loving mom. Mashiro took that brief moment of hesitation to tackle Saiyuri down to the ground and pin her arms above her head.
Mashiro grinned evilly at Saiyuri and hissed out, "Since you won't be mine willingly, I guess I'll have to take you by force... Oof!!!" Mashiro relinquished his grasp on Saiyuri's wrists when she kneed him (A/N: GO SAIYURI!!!!!! teehee) right in the royal jewels. Hard. While Mashiro was groaning, Saiyuri sprang up and kicked Mashiro in the face and broke his nose. This set Mashiro off into a crying/screaming/swearing fit and only stopped when Saiyuri efficiently slipped her hand behind his neck and squeezed the pressure point there and watched impassively as her ex- boyfriend slid senseless down to the ground.
"Stupid Mashiro..." She whispered. She jumped when she heard a beeping noise emit from her laptop. She quickly woke her computer up and saw that her computer was about to shut down the internet connection if she didn't either continue online or wok offline. Sai quickly closed the message and looked at her email to Tomoyo. After a few moments, Saiyuri deleted the present message and started again.
From: kimakaze saiyuri
To: daidouji tomoyo
Subject: Re:READ THIS NOW!!!!!!
Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2003 13:18:47 -0700
Hey Toyo. Sure I'll come over. Can I come over on the next flight to Tokyo? We really have a lot to catch up on.....
Authoresses: How'd you like? Readers: we loved it. darki: Good. Now review. Readers: Your wish is our command. darki: Excellent. Now review. PLEAAAASSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! Hit that nice little purple button. P.S. I would prefer it if you left your email on the reviews as well so that I can get back to you and/or tell you when the next chappie's up. But if you're uncomfortable with it, then don't.