Episode 19-Yaoi
Sakura’s Point of View
A ball of blackness darted around the white room. I tried to keep my eyes on it, but the room was like a trick with the contrast between the two. It was a pure, clean white, and yet, it was like it was dark, too, but it wasn’t. Okay, so maybe I’m crazy, but it’s true! Just…hard to explain.
My head throbbed; I lifted up my arm to rub my eyes. And when I opened them again, the ball had taken the form of a man. A man, who would probably have been quite handsome, were he not…black. Okay, now I understand what Meiling meant!
Ahem…anyway, he had long legs and a figure that wasn’t too muscular, but not too scrawny…just right…ahaha.
GAH! It was headed right for me, with blood red eyes and teeth sharper than a knife. As it flew toward me, there was a strange sound, and suddenly the ‘walls’ of the room started oozing…blood? As the red liquid dripped to the ground and closed in around me, the black thing still coming at me, (in slow motion?) the floor around me—and only me—opened up. As I started to fall into the strange, swirling darkness, the black figure jumped and…embraced me?
I was being swallowed up into darkness by everything around me. I screamed—or, tried to. It just wouldn’t come out, but the tears sure did.
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I woke with a start, tears still streaming down my face and a cold sweat dewing on the nape of my neck. I sighed, putting my head in my hands. “This is the second time I’ve had that dream…tonight! Gee, I can’t wait to see what happens tomorrow night…” I said to myself.
I looked at the clock. 4:00am. I had woken up two hours earlier to the same nightmare, with the same outcome-tears and cold sweat.
I shook my head. “I know it’s because of what we discovered…what’re we gonna do?” I wasn’t physically hurt in my dream, so I don’t have any scars, but…Meiling still had the snake bite, and she said it hurt sometimes.
I decided I no longer wanted to be alone. I got out of bed and went to Syaoran’s room.
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Syaoran’s Point of View
I woke to a knock on my door. I got up groggily and dragged myself to open the door. I raised my eyebrows when I saw Sakura standing there, looking as cute and innocent as ever.
“Sakura…?” I said. “What’re you doing here?”
She could only get cuter. “I had a bad dream,” she replied, tears in her eyes. “I was wondering if…I could sleep with you?”
I blushed massively. Lord Yoshida’s ‘tradition’ came to mind, and I shook it away. “Guh…sure.” I smiled. “The bed’s warm, c’mon.”
She smiled at me, and I watched her admiringly as she flitted over to the bed and flung herself playfully onto it. My smile widened as I walked over to it myself.
I got in and pulled the covers up over her shoulders. She nudged closer to me, wrapping her arms around me. I put my arm on her head, the smile taking over my face. “It’s okay,” I murmured in her ear. “You’re with me now.”
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I woke up around eight the next morning. I started to stir, but then remembered Sakura. I grinned as I watched her sleep. She looked so peaceful…
“Nnn…” Her eyelids fluttered open. “Syaoran…good morning.” Then she realized what I was doing.
And so did I. I blushed as I stumbled over myself trying to explain. “Sorry, I just woke up, a-and you were s-still sleeping so, I-I…s-sorry!”
She laughed and kissed me. “You are so stupid!” she giggled. I blushed and smiled sheepishly at her. “Ow!!” she suddenly burst out.
“What is it?” I asked, concerned. She held up her right hand, a slit running across the top. Miloh crawled out on her arm, his mousy expression apologetic. Yeah, that’s right. I know what a mouse is thinking. “Miloh…he must’ve scratched you!” I propped myself up on my elbow and swung my left side over her.
“Miloh…?” she asked, looking at him, unfazed.
“Lemme see your finger,” I said.
A drop of blood fell from it, and when she moved her hand, she winced and a tear ran down her cheek. “Sakura…”
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Toya’s Point of View
I slammed on Sakura’s door. The little monster wasn’t answering. “Sakura, open up!”
“Excuse me, sir,” a cute maid said to me. I recognized her as Misa. “But milady isn’t in her room this morning.”
I blinked. “Well then where…?”
She smiled and pointed at the brat’s room. I frowned.
I stomped over to his room and swung it open. “Hey!” I stopped dead when I saw the scene.
He was on top of her. She was crying, her face screwed up in pain. In his bed.
I snapped. “You little PUNK!!” I screamed, pouncing.
I flew over to his bed and caught the little rat by his stomach. We crashed into the wall, and I grabbed his shirt and slammed him onto the ground. I heard Sakura gasp. “What are you doing, Toya!?”
“What were you doing!?” I hissed in face.
“Nothing!” he squeaked. “She came to me last night cause she had a bad dream, and then Miloh scratched her by accident!”
“It’s true, Toya, now let him up!” Sakura shrieked, exasperated.
I clenched my teeth and stood up, but kept my grip on his shirt. Then I jerked him off the floor; I saw his head fly back suddenly…little punk deserved it!
“C-could you please let me down now?” he asked, attempting a frown. Ha.
“N-no.” I responded, defiant and mocking. I glared at him.
“Someone stop this idiot!” Sakura moaned.
“To-y-aaa.” Yukito wrapped his arms around me from behind. “C’mon. Let him go. Don’t be so mean.”
“Ah…!” I gasped. Embarrassed, I dropped the brat on the ground. “Y-Yuki!” I spun around.
“Wow, now that’s a side of those two even I haven’t seen,” Sakura said. She was gazing at us intently, like she was urging us to do more. I felt myself blush a little.
“Shut up, squirt,” I told her. Yukito laughed.
“You’re embarrassed! That’s so cute!”
Sakura nodded.
Syaoran blinked. “So he’s…gay?”
SNAP.
“I AM NOT GAY!” I blew up in face. That’s not something you say outright…!
“But, brother, you’re all red!” Sakura giggled. “Looks like someone’s torn between Kaho and Yukito, hmm?”
“Wh-who asked you!? Let’s go, Yuki. It is your fault, after all,” I said, looking at the ground.
“Aww, isn’t that sweet,” Kaho’s voice chimed from the hallway.
I looked up. “Doesn’t this just keep getting better…” I muttered.
“What is this, a yaoi fic now?” Tomoyo asked, smiling like always.
“Can it, Tommy.”
Kaho laughed, and so did Yukito. I blushed at hearing them both.
Kaho came over and brushed her fingers under my chin. “Well, we’ll just leave your love life alone for now,” she said, winking. “Maybe it’ll keep the readers interested after having 18 chapters to get sick of us all.”
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Sakura’s Point of View
Syaoran sighed and turned the TV off. “I’m sick of just sitting here doing nothing. We have to figure out what our next move is, or else this thing will do something bad…!”
I thought about it for a minute. “Well…why don’t we go see Lord Yoshida? We’ll tell him what’s happening and maybe he can do something for us.”
Syaoran blinked. “I guess so.” He got off the couch and went to put his shoes on. “I’ll go get the others, and we’ll go down there together.”
“Okay,” I said, waving. “Bye.”
When the door closed, I turned back to face the TV. I didn’t turn it back on, just stared at it. I wonder if the Lord was serious about the kids thing…I really don’t understand it at all…I shook my head. But this is no time to be worrying about that! We have a WAY bigger problem on our hands--crazy…things coming after us! Our biggest problem, though, is finding out where to start…I thought, frowning.
‘Why not try that beautiful place where you almost died?’
A shiver ran down my spine, my hair stood on end, and a rush of goosebumps appeared on my arms at the sound of the silky, cold voice…I know it doesn’t make sense, but it scared the crap out of me while it soothed me! “The place where I…almost die--”
BAM!
“Sakura? Are you okay?” Syaoran called out, rushing to the couch.
“We felt the presence again outside!” Meiling said. “Did you feel it in here?”
“Sakura?” Tomoyo’s voice was gentle-she must’ve noticed my…peculiar expression.
“I was thinking about how to start our whole fight or whatever,” I explained. “and then an icy voice that was also smooth and silky told me to try the beautiful place that I almost died…”
“You almost died…?” Meiling echoed.
“He might be talking about the hotspot!” Syaoran said. “When you almost fell onto the rocks and I caught you. You almost died then.”
“Oh! You’re right!” I exclaimed. “Anyway, let’s go tell Lord Yoshida and then we’ll head over there.”
“Whoa! Eriol, what happened to you arm!?” Meiling shrieked, pointing to his bare, scarred arm.
“Oh, this?” Eriol said, looking uncomfortable.
“He woke up screaming in the middle of the night; he doesn’t remember exactly what happened. We think he fell out of bed and hit his arm on something. His room’s been quite a mess since we found out about our little problem…” Tomoyo answered for him. He just nodded.
Everyone shuffled out the door, and as I slipped my feet into my shoes, I noticed Eriol. He looked thoughtful.
“Eriol?” I asked. “Is something wrong? Is it your arm?”
He snapped out of his trance and looked at me, surprised at first. Then he recovered himself and smiled. “Oh…no.” was all he said before walking out the door.
I blinked. “Strange boy…” I muttered to myself. I shut the door behind me as I walked out to the others.
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“An evil force, you say…” Lord Yoshida said, his expression completely serious.
“Yes,” Eriol said. “I believe it is trying to annihilate Tomoeda’s Guardians.”
“Thank you for notifying me.” He stood in a sweeping motion. “I will have some of my men do research to see if they can find anything on this presence…”
I bowed. “Thank you, sire.”
The others bowed as well before we all walked out of the room.
“Man,” Meiling breathed. “The tension in there was too much to handle. Why d’you think he was so…?”
Tomoyo looked back into the room thoughtfully. “I think he’s trying to hide something.”
“I got the same vibe,” Syaoran said, his eyes narrowing. “He definitely knows something about what’s going on here.”
I looked back at him; he was on the phone, looking distraught.
“Well…we should check out the hotspot to see what’s there,” I suggested.
“If anything’s there,” Eriol added in a soft voice.
“Uhh…right.”
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I breathed in the fresh, crisp scent of the grass and trees. Nothing in the garden seemed to have changed. No evil presence or doom or anything.
“So…were we…wrong?” Syaoran was dumbfounded. “I was sure this was the place! It’s the only place that Sakura could’ve died…right?”
I tried to think back. “Hey! What about the time at the first festival we went to, and that guy tried to…” I trailed off, tears springing to my eyes at the thought of it. Syaoran had saved me after a dispute we’d had and I’d stomped off in the opposite direction, into an alleyway where creeps were lurking…
“But…was he really gunna kill you or…?” Kazushige approached the subject cautiously.
“If I ever see that creep again, I will rip his limbs off, run him over, and write his name in the Death Note!” Syaoran hissed, rage bubbling in his eyes. I smiled; he was so cute.
Eriol chuckled. “I hope you know that Death Note is a fictional story, and there isn’t actually a notebook that kills.”
“Unless you’re talking about The Notebook, that movie…now there’s a notebook that kills…God, I hated that movie…” Kazushi said. Eriol laughed, and Syaoran smiled.
Meiling glared at him. “I loved that movie. It was so romantic!”
“So do I. The Notebook is…my favourite movie.”
“I thought Jackass was your favourite movie,” Syaoran stated, his eyebrow raised. He was clearly enjoying this.
“Shut up!”
“Ah-hem,” Tomoyo coughed irritably. “Can we please stop before we have Hollywood after us, too?”
“Exactly what realm do we live in?” Eriol asked.
“Who knows,” I sighed. “Anyway, that’s not important. Do you guys think we should check out that alleyway?”
Syaoran shook his head. “No. It’s gone, now. It was one of the things burned down by that dragon that came here a few months ago.”
“So where could it be…?” Tomoyo asked, trailing off thoughtfully.
Eriol put his hand on her shoulder. “I think I know.” We all looked at him expectantly. He smiled. “The cliffs we all went too. Remember that? Syaoran jumped off the cliff after Sakura when she fell. Had he not been there to protect her, she would’ve died, I'm sure.”
It clicked for us all at the same time. “Ohhhh!”
“So that’s why you were so spacey all this time, Eriol!” I said, smiling at him.
He looked puzzled, but quickly smiled back at me. When he opened his eyes again, I was bewildered to see a flicker of shame flash across them.
“Right.”
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