The Reed Legacy | By : ShiniMacCloud Category: +. to F > Card Captor Sakura Views: 3020 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
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own nothing but Millicent, and my own insanity. I’m willing to share though. ^___^
Author
Notes-The elusive Xhao Lang returns. A
few spoilers for the second movie. Nothing
too big if you haven’t seen it. Though if
you haven’t seen the 2nd movie it will ruin the ending. Though you may not even realize it, cause it’s
only a small blurb. Maybe some spoilers
for the series, not sure, and probably not many. I like to take things and twist them to suit my own
purposes. I’d like to thank the 3
people who wrote reviews. They inspired
me to get off my butt and finish this chapter.
I’ve had the 3rd chapter written already, and got ideas for a
few other chapters, but they helped get this one out. Thank you all very very much!!
Dinner as always, was an experience
at the Kinomotoidenidence.
Soon after
Tomoyo arrived, they all sat down to a rather thrown together dinner. Noodles of a varied assortment were piled on
plates next to bowls of rice, stir-fry, different kinds of chicken, and a fish.
Touya was
cursing a blue streak in his head over the English group. This one was allergic to this, that one was
allergic to that. It was nauseating and
excruciating. Thankfully Yuki had been
helping him, not only with the cooking, but keeping him from wringing someone’s
neck. His kaijuu was nothing compared
to this bunch.
When the
food was finally set on the table, a pack of piranhas would have taken less
time decimating it. He could understand
Yuki’s rather large portion, but who knew the Brit kid could pack that much
food away and still remain thin.
By the time
dinner had ended, there wasn’t enough leftover to feed a mouse. Yuki himself had had four helpings of everything
as usual, the stuffed animals gorged on noodles while fending off Nakuru who
was trying to get some. But Eriol, he
paced himself with Yukito and surpassed him; five helpings in total went into
that slim little body.
Sakura and
Tomoyo prayed they’d be able to eat a quarter of that and still be thin in a
few years. Eriol just smiled and said
that casting magic always made him hungry.
After
dinner, when the dishes were cleared and washed, the group gathered in the
living room for tea and dessert and to talk.n stn style="mso-spacerun: yes">
Predictably, Kero got the pudding.
Touya took
his piece of cake, handed a much larger piece to Yuki and addressed the
group. “Ok, does someone want to
explain exactly what is going on, why is Clow’s wife in Sakura’s book, why does
she need to talk to us, and why does the gaki have to be here?”
“Onii-chan! Xhao Lang is not a gaki!” Sakura cried in defense of the boy who
wasn’t there to defend himself.
Eriol
cleared his throat and waited for everyone’s attention.
Yukito
meantime finished his cake and proceeded to turn back into Yue. For some reason the moon guardian still
refused to eat, even though he could.
“ If I remember correctly from
Clow’s memories, Millicent said she would return one day with a message for her
children. No one had any idea who she
meant however, she considered all children to be hers.” Eriol said.
“Especially
the orphans. The Mistress loved the
orphans.” Kero supplied through
mouthfuls of pudding.
“Mother
hated to see anyone suffer. If it
hadn’t been for her large inheritance I thought she would have gone broke. She supplied orphanages nearly everywhere,
gave street children money, made sure they got food and medicine, and presents
for Christmas.” Yue supplied.
“No matter
how busy she was, she always had time for us.
She put work on the side just so she could mediate arguments
fi
fights.” Kero said.
“Ok, so she
loved all children, and you thought of her as a mother, that doesn’t explain
why she would be in Sakura’s book.”
Touya pointed out.
“I didn’t
consider her a mother To-ya, she helped give me life, she is my mother.”
Everyone
but Yue, Kero, and Eriol, blinked. They
had all thought that the cards, the book, and the guardians, were all Clow’s
doing.
“But…”
Sakura started.
“Perhaps we
should wait to hear what Millie wants to tell us, before we start asking
questions and speculating.” Eriol
interrupted.
They all
let that line of conversation die, and instead made small talk and caught up
with each other. Though To-ya hadn’t
known Eriol very well, Sakura and Tomoyo were surprisingly open about the
younger reincarnation of Clow. They
spent a few hours talking, and laughing at the antics of the gregarious
guardians.
It was late
when Kinomoto Fujitaka returned home from a meeting at the University. Though it was not unusual for the lights to
still be on around 11 o’clock, it was unusual to find several extra guests
gathered in the living room.
Greeting
everyone warmly with his customary smile, he inquired about sleeping
arrangements, and exactly when his children were going to head off to bed.
“Otusan,
you have some of Clow-san’s memories, ne?”
Sakura asked.
“Aa. I have a few of them, but not many.” Fujitaka replied. “Why?”
“Ano…Clow-san’s
wife’s spirit was in the book. She came
out this afternoon and said she wanted to speak with all of us tomorrow night.”
“Clow’s
wife? I’m afraid I don’t have a memory
of her. Or I do and haven’t remembered
it yet. Do you know why she wants to
speak to us?”
Everyone
shook his or her heads no.
“Well, since
I have a feeling that tomorrow will be a very long night, I suggest we all go
to bed soon. Remember, the chore board
still has to be completed tomorrow before all of this.”
“Hai!”
Sakura and Touya chorused together.
It was
decided after much grumbling and a few protests that the girls would sleep in
Sakura’s room, and the boys in Touya’s room, while the plushie guardians shared
Kero’s desk drawer room.
Touya
voiced the loudest complaint, only because Yuki and Yue where the only other
males that had ever been in his room, and he still didn’t really like Eriol.
Eventually
everyone drifted off to sleep. Everyone
but a certain white haired moon guardian, who came into Sakura’s room, picked
up the Sakura book and took it up to the roof with him.
Morning
came too quickly for those sleeping at the Kinomoto’s house, yet everyone
managed to scramble down to the kitchen for breakfast.
Yukito was the last however. He had woken up on the roof, still in Yue’s
form, with the Sakura book, holding a large handful of perfect pearls. ‘Tears of the moon.’ He had thought, as he
had placed the book and the pearls back on Sakura’s desk.
As usual, Yuki ate enough for a
small army, and did so with a face splitting grin and a contented “Oishii!” that
made Fujitaka smile back. It pleased
the older man that people other than his children enjoyed his culinary skills.
Plans for the day were discussed,
and Sakura managed to be stuck doing most of the cleaning, as Touya had
forgotten to mention he and Yukito had to work at their part time job in the
afternoon, but would be home around dinner time. Unanimously though, the guests agreed to help with the household
chores, and Sakura thanked them profusely.
When everyone had finished their food, Fujitaka went outside to do the
outside chores, Touya and Yukito went to change for work, and Sakura and
company were left with the inside chores, which they went at with gusto.
Sometime between Eriol’s third and
fourth load of laundry and Sakura’s vacuuming, the doorbell rang several
times. Tomoyo reached the door first,
and therefore was the first person glomped into submission by a very happy Li
Meiling.
While Meiling and Tomoyo greeted each
other, Li Xhao Lang made his presence known, and as Meiling’s happy yell
sounded through the house, the others gathered to greet them. Sakura blushed whhe she saw Xhao Lang. He’d grown taller in the last two years and
she had to look up at him now.
Escorting them into the living room,
chores were quickly forgotten, as everyone wanted to know how the flight was
and what they’d been doing for two years.
Xhao Lang
quietly extracted himself from the group and pulled Sakura off to the side to
have a private talk.
“Ano…Sakura…you k wek well.” Xhao Lang started off.
Sakura smiled
gently, “You got taller Xhao Lang-kun.”
“Aa. Sakura…I missed you.”
The emerald
eyed girl blushed prettily, “I’ve missed you too Xhao Lang-kun.”
The
amber-eyed boy gave up fighting himself and tugged her into a tight hug,
burying his nose in her hair. “I’m
sorry I didn’t contact you. Mother
insisted that I begin duties to the clan and wasn’t allowed contact with you
because now that you’re the card Mistress, the Elders said we had to break all
ties with you and your family. Now that
I’m here though, I’m not going back. I
want to be with you. Four years ago I
told you I loved you, it hasn’t changed, I still love you, and I always will.”
“Xhao
Lang-kun…”
A crash
sounded from the living room. Sakura
immediately looked around the corner from where she was standing, only to find
several people in various stages of sprawl on the floor.
Eriol
smirked from the couch. “They aren’t
very good at eavesdropping.”
Tomoyo
wailed piteously, “I didn’t get this moment on video!”
Mass sweat
dropping ensued.
Mood
broken, Xhao Lang stepped back into the living room and went back to the couch,
leaving a still rather shocked Sakura to follow. She had nearly given up on ever hearing from him again.
It wasn’t that
she didn’t love him; she had shouted it joyously as she jumped over the yawning
cavity of space and into his arms just after sealing the Hope card, but after
four years of no word, she had felt her love for him waver ever so slightly. She had begun to doubt the sincerity of his words,
playing them off as the infatuation of a ten year old, but tha that he returned
and reiterated that he did indeed still love her, she felt horrible that she
had even doubted it for a minute.
Finally, she
walked into the living room and took a spot next to Xhao Lang, smiling shyly and
rather secret spy like took his hand in hers and entwined their fingers,
telling him without words that she felt the same way still.
Typical
Xhao Lang blushed beet red as his eyes widened rather impossibly.
Touya saw
the exchange and glared ice shards at the Chinese boy.
Yukito
chuckled softly at the display and took his love’s hand and entwined their fingers
before smiling up at the taller boy.
Touya looked down into molten gold eyes, then down at their hands. He sighed as he realized what his snow bunny
was trying to tell him.
Shy, sweet
Tomoyo boldly took Eriol’s hand in hers and held it tightly. Said boy blushed near as red as Xhao Lang,
andd hed her hand just as tight.
Meiling
watched the procees wis with a grin at the happiness her friends were
displaying, and a silent sigh at being the odd one out.
Much later,
when the chores had been finished and the dinner dishes put away, the group
gathered in the living room while Sakura went to go get the book from her
desk. She wondered at the appearance of
the pearls that lay scattered on the desk, but she pocketed them and brought
the book downstairs. She unlatched the
rear clasp and set it on the coffee table.
As she went
to sit next to Xhao Lang on the sofa, the magical platform appeared and the essence
of Millicent swirled and collected into the form of the woman.
1'> Smiling,
the spirit’s gaze swept over each individualson,son, eyebrow rising at the
sight of Nakuru and Suppi, then pausing longer over Fujitaka and Eriol. “Only Clow would reincarnate himself into
two people.”
The two gave her a slightly tilted
head, full facial grin, exact replicas of each other, proving without a doubt
that they were separate but similar parts of a whole.
As the spirit’s gaze came upon Yukito,
her smile turned into a small frown. “Yue,
stop hiding behind the Snow Bunny’s face and come out.”
A blur of light and wings
encompassed Yukito and Yue appeared in his place.
“Are you going to greet me my son,
or are you still angry that I left you?”
Amber eyes, much reminiscent of Xhao Lang’s bore into Yue’s heather cat’s
eyes.
Yue slipped off the couch and onto
his knee before the coffee table and gazed up at the visage of his mother. Tearfully, his gaze roamed over her. “Mother, I’ve missed you…why? Why did you have to leave me, us? Why did you stop loving us?”
The spirit moved and seemed to sit
at the edge of the coffee table, long arms wrapping around the weeping angel,
enfolding him in the comforting embrace only a mother can give. “I never stopped loving you, or Keroberos,
or Clow, or Daniel.”
“If you loved us, you wouldn’t have
died. It was horrible after you
died. Nothing was the same, Clow
changed, Daniel changed, I changed. I
don’t like what I became mother. I just
wanted you, I missed you holding me, breaking up our fights, loving me.” Yue cried out as he wept diamond tears.
“Is that why you hid inside the
Snow Bunny, creating a new identity where you could be as you were, always?”
Yue nodded, sniffling.
“I had wondered about that. I spent much time pondering that while waiting
for this moment.”
“But Yuikto is his own…”
“No Kinomoto Touya. Yukito is not his own person. I created the face you fell in love
with. Yukito’s personality is who my
Yue used to be. When the changes that
Yue spoke of occurred, he put his personality into a separate part of himself,
and that became Yukito, while Yue became as cold and distant as the moon he is
named for.”
“Who’s Daniel?” Xhao Lang demanded.
“Daniel James Reed was my son. Let’s see to you Li Xhao Lang, he would be your
great great great grandfather.”
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