Episode 25--THE FINAL CHAPTER!!!!
Syaoran’s Point of View
Kiyohiko was lying on the ground, staring at the fire that was spreading on his pants.
“Wh…”
Tomoyo kicked him again.
“Augh!”
“NOBODY MESSES WITH MY CHERRY BLOSSOM!!” Kick. “GRAAWRRR!!!” Kick. Kick, kick, ultra-kick.
Toya was killing himself laughing, and everyone else was just sort of staring. The image that you got from him as soon as you saw him was ‘wow, he’s so cool, he’ll look calm no matter what you do to him’, but it turns out…he wasn’t. He was on the ground, getting beat up by an elegant, fragile-looking girl. There’s another case where looks are utterly deceiving.
“Please--AUGH! Stop---AUGH! I beg--AUGH! You--AUGH!!”
“DID I ASK YOU TO TALK!?” Kick. “RAAAGH!!” Kick.
Eriol walked over and calmed her down…kind of.
“Now, now, Tomoyo…I think he’s down for the count…” he said. Tomoyo grunted and shot Kiyohiko one last death-glare before walking away.
Eriol muttered something and Kiyohiko’s hands were bound together behind his back.
“Now,” Yoshida said, jumping up onto the same rock as us. “I, Gousuke Yoshida, arrest you, Kiyohiko Onozuka on a count of the terrorism and attempted imprisonment and enslavement of several innocent individuals.”
My eye twitched. “Y’mean…you had the power to arrest him the whole time?”
“Well, technically, yes, but its kind of like Pokemon. You have to beat them down before you catch them,” he explained, resting his foot on top of Kiyohiko. “Now, I’ll call the vice-mayor to come meet us at the entrance.”
That little bag of rotten teeth? Wow. It’s been a long time.
“Yes, yes, be ready to throw them in dungeon,” Yoshida was saying.
I blinked and walked over to Sakura.
She looked at me and smiled. “Syaoran, I--”
I cut her off by embracing her suddenly. I rested my hand on top of her head. “You did good,” I whispered into her ear. She blushed and squeezed my back. I smiled.
“Eeek!” Tomoyo squealed. I looked up and blushed when I saw she was holding a video camera.
“You--!” I grumbled. She giggled. Sakura didn’t have to look up to know what was happening. She just groaned into my chest.
“You guys!” Eriol called, beckoning to us. “We don’t have to spend a week trying to get out of here; there’s a portal here that can take us back to the surface!”
“What is this, a dungeon-crawling RPG?” I muttered as I walked to meet my friend. We all clustered around the portal, ready to jump in.
“Wait! Someone needs to bring Kiyohiko and the others!” Meiling pointed out.
Yukito and Sakura’s monster--I mean, brother--looked at each other and raised their hands. Yukito picked up Hanajima with one hand and Sho with the other.
“You’re covered in cold sweat, Sho…” he said.
A vein snapped on Sho’s forehead. “Are you stupid!? I just got my arm blown off!! Of COURSE I’m covered in cold sweat, retard!”
Yukito frowned at Sho, and smashed his head against Sho’s, knocking him out. “That’ll shut him up…” he muttered. Despite that, he was wearing his charming smile. I blinked and glanced sideways at Eriol. Eriol would have down the same thing!
Toya grabbed a skinny looking guy and the guy who was going to knock out Lord Yoshida with hand, and Kiyohiko with the other. Something snapped when he picked up Kiyohiko.
Kiyohiko shrieked like a girl. “EEEEK! MY WRIST! OH GOD! MY WRIST!” Toya silenced him with a glare that would make little girls willingly give up their Barbies.
“Now, now, everyone…gather ‘round Grandpa Joe…” Eriol said, gesturing for us to go back to the portal. We did, and when we got close enough, it swallowed us and we were suddenly back in the sakura orchard.
The first person I saw was Fujitaka Kinomoto. Sakura ran up to him and gave him a big hug, squealing, “Daddy!!”
He smiled and hugged her back.
Sakura looked at him questioningly. “But why are you here, dad?”
“I knew something was wrong, so I came as soon as I could. It seems I got here too late…”
Sakura shook her head. “No, no! Lord Yoshida took care of everything!”
Just as she said that, the Lord came over, snapping his phone shut. “That was the Lord of Kiyoi. I told him he needed to appoint new Guardians for his District because the current ones are being thrown in the Tomoeda dungeon. Plus, they were in use of ‘illegal substances’.”
“Oh no…was he mad?” Meiling asked.
Yoshida laughed. “Nope! I could actually hear him jumping for joy on the other end!”
“Father!!” Kazushi burst out suddenly. “You were AWESOME out there! Seriously, it was so cool!”
Yoshida rubbed the back of his, embarrassed. Then he clapped his hands, looking excited. “I know! I’ll make today an official holiday in Tomoeda!”
“Yeah!” Kazushi gasped. “We can have a big festival, and a grand feast!”
…Like father, like son…
“I’m so tired,” Tomoyo sighed, dramatically falling back into Eriol’s arms. He caught her and sighed dramatically, causing everyone else to sigh in a ‘Lord-help-us’ kind of way.
“Well, I actually am tired,” Tomoyo said, sticking her tongue out.
“So am I,” Sakura added, stretching.
“We can go home and sleep, and then we’ll be at the festival later tonight.”
The two Yoshida’s beamed. “Okay!” they chirped together. “Be there at 8:00!”
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I was sleeping soundly, until someone shook me and woke me up. I sat up, rubbing my head. “What?”
“Master Syaoran, we have to get you dressed for the festival!” the maid said cheerily.
I blinked. “Oh, yeah.”
I noticed it was only 6:00 and groaned inwardly. They were gonna make me all dressed up again.
And that they did. I was wearing grey dress pants and a grey jacket, with a red vest underneath, and a white tie and dress shirt. I didn’t get it, either. They also did my hair; they made it all wavy. I took off the jacket and threw it over my shoulder, holding it with one hand by the collar. I wasn’t purposely trying to look like a model for Sakura…no…and I wasn’t trying to look cooler than Yuhi, either…noo…
I blinked. I wonder what happened to Yuhi?
Just then, Sakura opened the door. It was, mm, would you say a halter neckline? A string that wraps around her neck? Gah! Shut up! I’m a guy, we don’t know those things! Anyway, it had two big black stripes and two big pinkish stripes, which had smaller stripes inside it. (Was she trying to hypnotize me or something?!) The bottom was a part of the second black stripe, and it was ruffled with one side reaching a bit further down than the other. (A/N: I really couldn’t describe this dress, but I really wanted to use it! XD If you want to see it, search up ‘women’s dress’ on Google images, it’s the second picture. XD Sorry!)
“Ah…you look good,” I told her, blushing.
She blushed, too. “You look good, as well.”
I smiled and took her arm, leading her down the steps and out of the house.
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This festival reminded me of the first festival we had gone to in Tomoeda. A sort of nostalgic feeling. We sat at the head of the huge table for the feast; every single citizen of Tomoeda was there! At ONE TABLE! It was awesome. And so was the food. A whole bunch of gourmet stuff that I never thought I’d taste in my life. It was rich people food! But then…maybe I was the equal of a rich kid now! :D
Then, there was the dance. The Guardians traditionally started all the dances first, and then everyone else joined in afterwards. This time, it wasn’t torture to dance with Sakura; now, I was enjoying every minute of it. And she was, too.
Just like the first time, we danced longer than everyone else. We were pretty embarrassed, but we were both smiling broadly the whole time. Slowly, everyone noticed Eriol and Tomoyo making out against a wall. This caused everyone to chant, "PDA! PDA!" (Public Display of Affection, in case you didn't know. XD)
How does a chain reaction of kissing start?! I don't know. Tomoeda is a very strange, strange place. People randomly starting hugging and confessing their love to each other in the crowd. I was, quite frankly, very creeped out. I stole a glance at Sakura to find she was looking at me, too. I grinned as she pouted. I pulled her into a hug.
"...I love you, Syaoran," she whispered.
I pressed my lips to her hair. "I love you too, Sakura," I murmured back. I heard Kazushi whistle, and I knew it was to me and Sakura. I turned around and stuck my tongue out at him.
"Please, don't let me stop you," he said, slinging his arm around Meiling's shoulder. "Move along."
I grinned. "Thanks for your permission, O Great One."
I looked at Sakura; she was blushing, but she wrapped her arms around my neck and suddenly my lips were greeted warmly by hers. I snaked my arms around her waist and enjoyed every last second. When we finally separated everyone started cheering and kissing again. I laughed.
Suddenly, I decided I wanted embarrass Sakura some more. I picked her up bridal-style. "I love you, Sakura Kinomoto!" I yelled out as loud as I could.
She flushed a deep crimson as the whole festival 'wooed' but then she looked at me defiantly. "Syaoran Li, I love you more!!!" And with that, she kissed me fiercely again, and it was my turn to blush.
The festival ended, and I walked out, still carrying Sakura, but she didn't say anything about it. She just rested her head on my shoulder.
"I really do love you, Sakura," I breathed.
"And I really do love you more, Syaoran," she whipered back, kissing my neck.
I smiled, the wind rustling my hair softly. I don't think that's possible.
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