Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ All I Need... ❯ Hidden Behind Gray Eyes ( Chapter 10 )
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By: BlueDayDreamer678 
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Anime/Manga: Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.08.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 527 | Status: Completed
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Anime/Manga: Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.08.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 527 | Status: Completed
“Damn that stupid girl,” Lady Marta cursed. She rubbed her temple irritated and looked out her large window. She had felt that surge of power, and it had caused her quite the headache.
“The girl isn’t suppose to be succeeding in obtaining her power. She’s suppose to be weak and now she’s become troublesome. Damn it,” She swore again. She slammed a fist into her desk, and it shook slightly with the force. Lady Marta’s crimson eyes narrowed as a dull ache began in her fist. Usually she was sustained enough by her own power to limit her senses of pain. Obviously the sudden burst of pure power from that irksome girl had effected her dark magic. Almost cleansing her power.
“Perhaps it is time to force some more nightmares upon the girl. And place one of my men in her happy little world, just to keep track of her progress,” She crooned to herself. She smiled in a coy way before she swept across her room and down the hall. She turned a corner sharply and wiped open two large wooden doors to enter a large meeting hall.
“Come now!,” She shouted into the emptiness. A moment later seven loan cloaked figures materialized along the table.
“Take your seats we have much to discuss,” She said to them. She swept down the length of table to the head of it, before sitting in her large velvet chair. The figures followed suit taking their own seats.
“And for heaven’s sake take off those hoods,” She snapped in irritation.
Eriol sighed exasperatedly as Syaoran once again threatened his life over the phone. Of course he had picked up on the flare in Sakura’s aura, and he was blaming Eriol for her current state saying he’d pushed her to hard. Eriol closed his eyes, and rubbed at his temple, the beginning of a headache slowly creeping upon him.
“Syaoran, my dearest descendant. Just shut up,” He spoke calmly. Well, that worked. Syaoran was silent for a moment, before a feral growl rolled over the line.
“Don’t tell me to shut up. And don’t call me that,” He snapped huffily. Eriol smirked at this, before shaking his head.
“Fine. But I’m telling you Sakura will be fine. By tomorrow morning she’ll be rested and rearing with energy because she has finally tapped into her hidden magical source. Don’t fret, and leave me alone,” Eriol told him. Syaoran was silent for a few minutes before Eriol heard a heavy sigh.
“I swear if you’re wrong I’ll come over there and then you’ll be sorry,” Syaoran growled. Eriol chuckled at this, and shook his head again.
“Ever the protector of your Cherry Blossom, little wolf,” Eriol chortled. He was met by the ring tone of his phone, as Syaoran hung up. Eriol rolled his eyes before setting the phone back on it’s hook and gazing into his fire place. The flames danced around merrily, painting flickering shapes on the walls behind him.
“What a guy,” He chuckled.
Sakura blinked open her eyes as the strange room came into focus around her. She sighed to herself as she remembered what had happened, and sat up slowly. She was slightly dizzy, and still somewhat dazed, but other than that she didn’t feel anything. She looked at the clock that sat beside the large bed, it read six o’clock. Sakura groaned.
“I’m up to early,” She muttered crawling back under the covers. There was a knock at her door, and she sat up quickly.
“May I come in?,” a familiar voice asked. Sakura smiled and beckoned Eriol inside. He came in caring a tray with pancakes and a glass of orange juice.
“You’re probably wondering what happened,” He said to her as he laid the tray over her lap.
It was early in the day, the area around the front entrance somewhat empty. Well, except for a foursome of friends who occupied the steps. Two girls, and two boys.
“So that is the card mistress,” A boy said to himself. The faintest smirk twitched up the corners of his pale mouth, as he watched the auburn haired girl.
‘She doesn’t seem to be that much of a threat,’ The boy thought. He crept closer, and took a seat under a nearby tree, his prying eyes hidden behind his jet black bangs.
Sakura laughed as Syaoran sent Eriol toppling to the ground, after just baring his fist to him. She shook her head and then reached out to grab the offending fist, to intertwine her fingers with Syaoran’s. He relaxed and gave her hand a squeeze.
“Are you sure you’re all right?,” Syaoran asked again. Sakura smiled fondly at him and rested her head against his shoulder.
“I’m fine. Not tired or hurt. Just normal,” She replied. Syaoran sighed and rested his cheek against her hair. Tomoyo smiled at them, and then reached down to drag Eriol to his feet.
“Well, I’ve got to get to my locker. As does Eriol. We’ll see you two at lunch,” She said. She disappeared inside soon, and then couple just stayed as they were, resting against each other.
“It seems so strange…,” Sakura started. She sighed before looking up at Syaoran. He returned her gaze, with a quizzical one.
“What’s strange?,” He asked. Sakura lifted her head from his shoulder, and held out one hand before them. She closed her eyes, and slowly a small ball of pink energy formed there.
“That I can do this. That I can sense things that are halfway across the country. That I can control this power and not feel any strain. I’m scared of it, and yet I have no fear of being lost in this power,” She replied. She let the energy dissipate, before she turned to him fully.
“Syaoran… do you think something bad is going to happen? What is going to come from this power and what is this new force that has yet to show itself. Will we be able to face it, or will someone be hurt? I don’t know what I’d do if someone got hurt”.
“Sakura, you shouldn’t worry about those things. For now concentrate on school and building your strength. What ever is in store for the future, just know that you aren’t going to be alone. Eriol, and Tomoyo, and I will be there with you. So, stop worrying and relax. Let’s just worry about today,” He told her. Sakura sighed, and rested her head once again against Syaoran’s shoulder.
“All right… what would I do with out you?,” She sighed silently. Syaoran chuckled.
“You’d probably be better off,” He said in return. Sakura shook her head against his shoulder, and looked up at him. She quickly gave him a peck on the cheek before she stood.
“No, not ever. You keep my going. Let’s head inside the bell’s going to ring soon”.
The class sat silently as the teacher organized sheets on his desk, silently muttering a few choice words. There came a knock at the door, and the teacher jumped, looking toward it as it slid open.
“May I help you young man?,” Mr. Yoshi asked. The boy nodded faintly and stepped inside, striding over to his desk to hand him a notice. Mr. Yoshi slipped on his reading glasses, and scanned the sheet, before confirming it.
“All right, Mr. Yakamori welcome to the school. Now if you could go find a seat,” Mr. Yoshi said, handing the boy his note back. The boy strode to the back of the room and took the last remaining seat, ignoring the stares from the other students.
“Class, we have received a new student, Mr. Jinji Yakamori. Please make him feel welcome, and assist him if the need arises,” Mr. Yoshi said. He turned to the board after that and began his lecture.
Jinji ignored the stares of the class as he pulled out a notebook and began his notes. His jet black bangs hung across his eyes, shielding them from view as he leaned to take notes. He reached up a hand to sweep them from his face, and noticed a girl quickly turn her gaze away from him. He sighed inwardly.
‘Girls are such a nuisance,’ He thought inwardly. His pale gray eyes lingered for a moment on the head of an auburn haired girl. She hadn’t took much notice of him, and now her gaze stayed trained on the clock, with a glazed look.
‘The card mistress does not have a wide attention span,’ He thought. A glimmer of humor shown in his pale eyes before he turned back to the teacher at hand.
“The girl isn’t suppose to be succeeding in obtaining her power. She’s suppose to be weak and now she’s become troublesome. Damn it,” She swore again. She slammed a fist into her desk, and it shook slightly with the force. Lady Marta’s crimson eyes narrowed as a dull ache began in her fist. Usually she was sustained enough by her own power to limit her senses of pain. Obviously the sudden burst of pure power from that irksome girl had effected her dark magic. Almost cleansing her power.
“Perhaps it is time to force some more nightmares upon the girl. And place one of my men in her happy little world, just to keep track of her progress,” She crooned to herself. She smiled in a coy way before she swept across her room and down the hall. She turned a corner sharply and wiped open two large wooden doors to enter a large meeting hall.
“Come now!,” She shouted into the emptiness. A moment later seven loan cloaked figures materialized along the table.
“Take your seats we have much to discuss,” She said to them. She swept down the length of table to the head of it, before sitting in her large velvet chair. The figures followed suit taking their own seats.
“And for heaven’s sake take off those hoods,” She snapped in irritation.
Eriol sighed exasperatedly as Syaoran once again threatened his life over the phone. Of course he had picked up on the flare in Sakura’s aura, and he was blaming Eriol for her current state saying he’d pushed her to hard. Eriol closed his eyes, and rubbed at his temple, the beginning of a headache slowly creeping upon him.
“Syaoran, my dearest descendant. Just shut up,” He spoke calmly. Well, that worked. Syaoran was silent for a moment, before a feral growl rolled over the line.
“Don’t tell me to shut up. And don’t call me that,” He snapped huffily. Eriol smirked at this, before shaking his head.
“Fine. But I’m telling you Sakura will be fine. By tomorrow morning she’ll be rested and rearing with energy because she has finally tapped into her hidden magical source. Don’t fret, and leave me alone,” Eriol told him. Syaoran was silent for a few minutes before Eriol heard a heavy sigh.
“I swear if you’re wrong I’ll come over there and then you’ll be sorry,” Syaoran growled. Eriol chuckled at this, and shook his head again.
“Ever the protector of your Cherry Blossom, little wolf,” Eriol chortled. He was met by the ring tone of his phone, as Syaoran hung up. Eriol rolled his eyes before setting the phone back on it’s hook and gazing into his fire place. The flames danced around merrily, painting flickering shapes on the walls behind him.
“What a guy,” He chuckled.
Sakura blinked open her eyes as the strange room came into focus around her. She sighed to herself as she remembered what had happened, and sat up slowly. She was slightly dizzy, and still somewhat dazed, but other than that she didn’t feel anything. She looked at the clock that sat beside the large bed, it read six o’clock. Sakura groaned.
“I’m up to early,” She muttered crawling back under the covers. There was a knock at her door, and she sat up quickly.
“May I come in?,” a familiar voice asked. Sakura smiled and beckoned Eriol inside. He came in caring a tray with pancakes and a glass of orange juice.
“You’re probably wondering what happened,” He said to her as he laid the tray over her lap.
It was early in the day, the area around the front entrance somewhat empty. Well, except for a foursome of friends who occupied the steps. Two girls, and two boys.
“So that is the card mistress,” A boy said to himself. The faintest smirk twitched up the corners of his pale mouth, as he watched the auburn haired girl.
‘She doesn’t seem to be that much of a threat,’ The boy thought. He crept closer, and took a seat under a nearby tree, his prying eyes hidden behind his jet black bangs.
Sakura laughed as Syaoran sent Eriol toppling to the ground, after just baring his fist to him. She shook her head and then reached out to grab the offending fist, to intertwine her fingers with Syaoran’s. He relaxed and gave her hand a squeeze.
“Are you sure you’re all right?,” Syaoran asked again. Sakura smiled fondly at him and rested her head against his shoulder.
“I’m fine. Not tired or hurt. Just normal,” She replied. Syaoran sighed and rested his cheek against her hair. Tomoyo smiled at them, and then reached down to drag Eriol to his feet.
“Well, I’ve got to get to my locker. As does Eriol. We’ll see you two at lunch,” She said. She disappeared inside soon, and then couple just stayed as they were, resting against each other.
“It seems so strange…,” Sakura started. She sighed before looking up at Syaoran. He returned her gaze, with a quizzical one.
“What’s strange?,” He asked. Sakura lifted her head from his shoulder, and held out one hand before them. She closed her eyes, and slowly a small ball of pink energy formed there.
“That I can do this. That I can sense things that are halfway across the country. That I can control this power and not feel any strain. I’m scared of it, and yet I have no fear of being lost in this power,” She replied. She let the energy dissipate, before she turned to him fully.
“Syaoran… do you think something bad is going to happen? What is going to come from this power and what is this new force that has yet to show itself. Will we be able to face it, or will someone be hurt? I don’t know what I’d do if someone got hurt”.
“Sakura, you shouldn’t worry about those things. For now concentrate on school and building your strength. What ever is in store for the future, just know that you aren’t going to be alone. Eriol, and Tomoyo, and I will be there with you. So, stop worrying and relax. Let’s just worry about today,” He told her. Sakura sighed, and rested her head once again against Syaoran’s shoulder.
“All right… what would I do with out you?,” She sighed silently. Syaoran chuckled.
“You’d probably be better off,” He said in return. Sakura shook her head against his shoulder, and looked up at him. She quickly gave him a peck on the cheek before she stood.
“No, not ever. You keep my going. Let’s head inside the bell’s going to ring soon”.
The class sat silently as the teacher organized sheets on his desk, silently muttering a few choice words. There came a knock at the door, and the teacher jumped, looking toward it as it slid open.
“May I help you young man?,” Mr. Yoshi asked. The boy nodded faintly and stepped inside, striding over to his desk to hand him a notice. Mr. Yoshi slipped on his reading glasses, and scanned the sheet, before confirming it.
“All right, Mr. Yakamori welcome to the school. Now if you could go find a seat,” Mr. Yoshi said, handing the boy his note back. The boy strode to the back of the room and took the last remaining seat, ignoring the stares from the other students.
“Class, we have received a new student, Mr. Jinji Yakamori. Please make him feel welcome, and assist him if the need arises,” Mr. Yoshi said. He turned to the board after that and began his lecture.
Jinji ignored the stares of the class as he pulled out a notebook and began his notes. His jet black bangs hung across his eyes, shielding them from view as he leaned to take notes. He reached up a hand to sweep them from his face, and noticed a girl quickly turn her gaze away from him. He sighed inwardly.
‘Girls are such a nuisance,’ He thought inwardly. His pale gray eyes lingered for a moment on the head of an auburn haired girl. She hadn’t took much notice of him, and now her gaze stayed trained on the clock, with a glazed look.
‘The card mistress does not have a wide attention span,’ He thought. A glimmer of humor shown in his pale eyes before he turned back to the teacher at hand.