Author's Notes: This fanfic is set in a situation where Sakura had to capture the Void card, but Syaoran, due to certain reasons, was not there to be with her, helped her with fighting the Void. Therefore, Sakura (in this fanfic) was the strongest person against the Void, & she had to sacrifice her feelings in order to save everyone else. The nameless card (The Love Card) can't work and she lost her feelings.
The twelve-year-old girl stood in mid-air, her footing assured by the glowing cards underneath. Her auburn hair was hard and dry and her emerald eyes showed signs of fatigue. She stared at the long-haired girl who floated in the air, in the enclosure of a black sphere.
"Return to thy true form, Clow Card." The auburn-haired girl lifted her staff in the direction of the other. The black sphere burst open, revealing the long-haired girl in a flowing white gown. She was different from a normal human, for a pair of white wings stayed attached to the back of her head.
In the end, Syaoran-kun will
never get to hear about my feelings for him.
"O Card that is created by Clow, discard thy old form and be reborn under the name of thy new mistress, Sakura." She muttered, her voice quivering. The long-haired girl dispelled into streams of white amid the dark night and released a dark sphere that enveloped around Sakura.
Sakura drew in a deep, painful breath. The black sphere was cutting into her, through her outfit and through her flesh. Syaoran-kun… even if I lost my memories, my dearest memories of you and my feelings for you, I will… I will…
A loud screech broke the silent night as a dark glow spread from the clock-tower.
* * *
Twelve-year-old Syaoran dropped his sword onto the hard marble floor. His trusty weapon returned back into the shape of an orb, as he clutched his chest.
Darn. What is this feeling? The brown-haired boy cringed from the pain in his chest. It's so heart-wrenching, as if something bad has happened.
He picked up the orb and placed it on the altar stand and made his way to the sofa, where a girl with long, black hair and ruby eyes amused herself with a magazine.
"Meiling?" Syaoran allowed himself to slouch onto the couch.
"Yes?" The girl turned to face him.
"I don't want to practice anymore, and there's this pain in my chest."
"Did you get injured?"
"No, nothing of that sort. This pain, I have never experienced it before. It feels like it's gnawing at my heart."
"Oh." Meiling paused to contemplate with the statement. "It's too bad that we can't go to Tomoeda to visit Kinomoto-san and Daidouji-san."
"The elders want me to stay during the holidays to prepare for the competition." Syaoran shifted his eyes away from his cousin.
Meiling sighed. "I wonder… I wonder, when will we be able to go back to Tomoeda?"
Syaoran turned to look at her.
* * *
I can sense a strong presence of magic here. A
being, hidden in the shadows of the town, sniffed the air. So strong a
presence of magic for such a normal town. It let out a chilling sneer and
crouched itself in the posture of a beast. Oh, I'm so hungry. Where's my
supper?
Author's Notes (again): Yes, I'm back. (Oh dear, that
sounds so egoistical.) This is my 2nd fanfic. I need your opinions
to assess my writing. So please comment. I know that I haven't gotten into the
main plot yet, but I will put it up soon. As for why I'm writing this now even
though I'm quite busy with my preparations for the 'A' levels, I end up
exhausted from studying and decided to indulge in a bit of writing to maintain
my sanity.