DRAFTS; Econtra modplot stage 4
Xiao Lang's Hallucination:
Home but no one sees him
Xiao Lang blinked up at the large house he was suddenly standing before. He was... home? But how? One minute they were ____________ the next here. So it was all over. They'd made it through
"Ying Fa?" He called out looking around for her. Of course she wasn't there. She would probably be back in Tomoeda.
Walking slowly through the rooms everything was exactly as he remembered it. Nothing had changed in over six years. He couldn't decide if that was a good thing or not.
They didn't look up when he entered the room. Far too enthralled with whatever they were spazzing over now; he couldn't see but whoever it was they had his sympathies. Although he doubted that he would have tried to fight off his sisters had they come after him.
"Mother?"
No response.
"Mother, I'm back."
She glanced up, only by coincidence, but didn't see him.
"It's me. Xiao-- Shaoran." In case she just didn't recognize him after so long. It didn't change anything.
He looked away. "I understand I'll go now." He bowed respectfully and turned to leave. If his family didn't want him and who could blame them after everything he'd done,
Touya tore his eyes from the newspaper he was reading. "Oi, monster, keep it down, will you?" He may have sounded a little annoyed at the girl's triumphant cheer, but he was far from it; on the contrary, he seemed to be genuinely happy for his little sister for the first time in so many years.
Ying Fa set down the phone and bounded up to join him on the dining table, giggling. "Isn't it great, oniichan?" She continued to put her lunch together, and Touya's as well, humming cheerfully. "Hanyaaaan~" She twirled around, ignoring the other's comment about her breaking down the chairs and everything else that stood in her way, as she headed off to the nearby cabinet where her mother's portrait was laid - and the very same spot where Xiao Lang had concealed himself. The young woman then pushed her face closer, almost as if she was talking to him, to whisper excitedly, almost conspiratorially, "I'm going to England!"
"Ying Fa." He said as he reached out for her hand but she just walked past him without even noticing his presence. This couldn't be real. "...This isn't real." he said aloud as he watched her walk away.
Sakura's Hallucination:
...nothing.