Broken Toy - Chapter 10

Oct 21, 2009 02:58

lj-music: Ain't that a kick in the head - Robbie Williams version

Series: CardCaptor Sakura
Main Characters: Yue, Touya
Summary: Post-Series Continuation. Yue and Yukito are starting to merge and have made a decisión. Fate however, has something else in store for them. They should have know better than to play cards with Fate. Will they bet it all in, or drop the bet?



I know I owe you guys an extended apology for that god-awful absense, but in a few short and simple words, I just couldn't write that last chapter. Back then, every time I started tackling it, it simply wouldn't work. There must have been at least six different drafts for that chapter that didn't make it, and simply wouldn't work. I diverged and worked on some other stuffs, wrote some more, became a better writer, and finally was able to come back.
It's safe to say we are half-way through right now. I estimate at least 8 more chapters to go, and at most, 10 chapters. Plus an omake or two... :P
I'd say read this chapter slowly, so you can savor it and understand some things.

Broken Toy

By Vicks111

Chapter 10: The Real Escape

He couldn’t believe his eyes. He’d been certain he would never see her like this at all, that day he met her at the shrine, after she returned the first time. He’d seen her happy, and knew full well she would be. But this distressed Kaho at his doorstep was proving him very wrong.

“Hello, Touya”

“He did this, right? That’s why you were crying.”

She closed her eyes, entering without being invited. Taking off her shoes, she walked towards the living room. “Actually, I am here on vacations. I’ll be going back to England soon enough.”

“Yeah, nice excuse to get away from him.”

Kaho still did not answer him, “Are you not glad to see me? I would think you’d need a friend.”

“Nonsense, you are the one that looks in need of one.”

“Perhaps,” Kaho mused, “we do resemble each other, sometimes.”

Touya had been seeing her with skeptical eyes until she said that, and her eyes became something else. He knew those eyes, he couldn’t, in good conscience, not trust them. Sighing, he sat next to her on the couch.

“Why are you here, then?”

“Several reasons, really”

“Mind telling me, just for the heck of it? Might as well be ready for attacking stuffed toys.”

“You are still the same as ever,” Kaho smiled at him, but her eyes looked sad. He’d forgotten how much he knew about those eyes, he’d forgotten how her presence made him feel. Without any conscious thought, he leaned over, pressing his lips towards hers. He surprised even himself, but he’d also forgotten how soft her lips were. He had the nagging feeling that he’d forgotten many things.

She didn’t respond, at first. And when she finally did, it was so soft and delicate, and so unlike her; that thought made him shrug, and he backed away first. Her eyes hadn’t been closed, either, but he didn’t mull over it, because someone opened the front door rather forcefully. He stood abruptly, as he watched Sakura ran up the stairs, and felt more than heard the crashing of her bedroom door, as she locked it.

“Sakura-“

He moved -or tried to- but Kaho had a hand on his shoulder already. “You don’t want to bother her right now, Touya. You could regret it.”

“What?”

“I’ll be going now. Don’t try to handle this on your own, please.”

With that, she left Touya standing there alone, walking back to the front door and letting herself out.

“Figures, if it’s not attacking stuffed toys it had to be messing with my head.”

When Sakura opened her bedroom door, Keroberos jumped away from the game console, just in time so he wouldn’t end up stuck on the VCR socket. He almost tried to show off at her, he being awesome enough to predict her, but then he saw her.

“Sakura?”

She screamed…something, he guessed, he didn’t really understand if it was supposed to be a word. Not only was she crying, but turning to him, he could see her, and backed to the wall. She had never been that angry before.

And then, a surge of power surrounded her. Kero couldn’t believe his eyes, as the magic became a windstorm inside her room. And it kept growing even more.

“Shield!” Keroberos called, as the card appeared before him, “surround her, now!”

Had he not being quick enough, her whole bedroom would have been a mess. Now the windstorm area was limited by Shield, and she kept screaming and crying.

“How dare him! How can he do this to me??”

She turned to him, but her eyes were not hers. The white sheen he could see now made his mind reel. Who could possibly be able of such a thing? Controlling the Mistress of the Clow, for God’s sake!

“He promised! He promised!”

“Sakura, you are scaring me, please…”

“But he promised, Keroberos! Damn him, bloody human!”

And that was all Kero really needed, “Yue, what the hell do you think you are doing, stop this nonsense!”

Her eyes flashed green for a second, but remained still white, “I…can’t.”

“What is that supposed to mean, you reckless brat?” Kero hollered.

“She…doesn’t…let,” Sakura grabbed her head in her hands, and screamed in pain, “Bloody Touya! I hate him! I hate him! It’s all his fault!!”

“Sakura!” from below, Kero could hear nii-chan’s call, even above her screaming and crying, “Damn! Silent, Lock, I call thee!”

The two cards hovered above him as he flew out the window and transformed to his guardian form, “Silent, keep the noise inside,” he then turned to the other card, “close all entrances to the room until I come back, Lock!”

“Illusion, Sleep, Windy, come with me!”

The cards came out, but they looked apprehensive, “Keroberos, are you certain…” Windy never got to finish what she was to say, as he glared back. His voice had now a certain edge they had never heard before directed towards them.

“Now listen carefully, as you see neither your mistress nor your guardian are in a state where you can obey them, so it comes down to me. I am to believe that you will listen to me, no matter what, right?”

They all simply stared at him.

“I do not want to repeat myself. Is that clear, Windy?”

She gulped, but lowered her head, “Yes, master Keroberos.” He just turned, “Now, follow me, we’ll find that irresponsible brat.” They really could only nod and follow him.

That stupid, reckless Yue! Kero followed that magic signature he’d left behind so easily, anyone with even a small ounce of magic could have seen it. Not only that, but the more he approached, the stronger it got, it was almost blinding. Maybe Yue was right to do the alignment of Hope, before. Who knows in what state he would be, had they not done that.

Kero didn’t wander too much; Yue was deep on the forest of the Penguin Park. As he approached, he noticed the frost that started to linger around everything. What…?

He did not expect to ever see the whole forest, frozen solid around him. In the middle of a clearing, Yue stood, wings outstretched, hovering just above the frozen ground. It was a beautifully twisted sight.

“Yue!”

The moon guardian turned around, but if Kero thought he would have to stick Windy against her guardian, he was very wrong. Yue was overpowered, just like Kero had been before. On top of that, add his clear emotional distress, it was obvious to Keroberos, he’d lost his control very easily.

“Windy, Illusion” the sun guardian called, “make sure no one approaches Penguin Park, keep everyone at bay.” Both sprites nodded their understanding and left. “Sleep, I’ll need you,” the little blue sprite shook her head, “You can do this, ok? When I say so, make sure you use your power on Yue. You’ve done it before, it won’t be that hard.” Sleep wasn’t so sure about it, but she still nodded in agreement. Kero started circling around Yue, ready to do anything to stop him.

“Kero-kun” his voice cracked.

Oh no, Keroberos thought, I don’t want to fight him.

“Kero-kun, I did this, didn’t I? I don’t know…how, but I did this. He couldn’t stop running, couldn’t stop, and it hurt so much, and when he realized that Sakura-chan,” a sob broke his monologue, but no tears ran down his face, “he tried but couldn’t stop, and she didn’t either, she wouldn’t let him.” Yue dropped down to the ground, kneeling.

“So, he transformed, maybe that way he could…but it was me, and not him, and it hurt so much,” delicately, he touched a frozen flower, “I didn’t even try anymore. I didn’t stop the magic.” The flower was crushed by the way of his hand, and the temperature dropped even more.

“I hate him…” the voice sounded so wrong, that poisonous aura surrounding him, making Keroberos’ stomach sick with the thought, “He hurt Sakura-chan.” Wait, was Yue talking about nii-chan? He’s the only one who could make Yue this angry.

“No, you both did that,” Keroberos interrupted, receiving the surprised gaze of Yue, “You can’t blame your problems on everybody else, you brat. You are the wrong one here, the one that won’t take responsibility for his actions.”

Keroberos really thought Yue -Yukito, he amended- would cry at that, but his face hardened, “No!!” Ice shards flew away from Yue’s body, in all directions, and Kero barely managed to dodge them all. “Damn, I guess I really have gotten fat.”

He tackled Yue into the ground, “Will you stop this tantrum already?” The moon guardian growled and shoved him away. “Leave me alone, Kero-kun!”

“The hell I won’t! Look around you, dammit! Clow spoiled you rotten, alright.”

“I don’t care,” Yue shrugged indifferently, making Kero do a double take - who was he speaking to, now? - “I could care less about this whole park.”

“Don’t say I didn’t try talking sense into you,” Keroberos growled as he jumped high in the air. Opening his mouth, he threw a fireball to where Yue was now standing. Surprised, Yue could only raise his arms to protect his head. The fireball surrounded his shield, as Kero guessed it would. Even if he really didn’t know how, Yukito used magic willingly, his body remembering how to when needed to.

When the flames finally dissipated, Yue looked around but Keroberos was faster than he expected, and tackled him into the ground again, “now, Sleep!” He shouted before viciously biting on Yue’s shoulder to keep him still. Yue screamed in pain, and tried to pry him off to no avail, “No, please, anything but that! I can’t sleep!”

The little blue sprite quickly flew up to them, and hesitated, as Yue’s eyes glowed blue, “stop there, Sleep.” She steeled herself and shook her head vehemently, as she sprinkled him with her magic. “Traitors!” he hissed, and now Kero was sure it was Yue. Keroberos hoped he would drag Yue back out of his mind before using Sleep, and by sheer luck he had managed to do so.

Tired, and shaken by everything, Keroberos let go of Yue’s shoulder, where his fangs had drawn blood. Had he struggled some more, it would have been inevitable the breaking of the clavicle. And then, it would have been troublesome, to say the least.

In the twilight of sunset, the frozen forest glinted dreamily, but Kero groaned out loud. Fixing this would not be easy at all, and there would still be dire consequences to it once he was done. One more look at Yue’s wretched face, and he went on to defrost everything. There was only one thing he was glad for: he’d made it just in time to stop Yue from destroying the whole damn forest.

oOo

Touya was frowning at Sakura’s bedroom door, as if his glare could tear the thing down. It had been some time now, and even though he was sure she had been crying when she entered the house, now not a sound could be heard from her room. He also knew better than anyone that once Sakura started crying, it was not over soon, nor so quiet. So he glared, for as much as he tried, he couldn’t open the door.

It was even later when he heard sound downstairs, and rustle as someone ran up the stairs. He did not expect to see Keroberos’ full form now standing at the top of the stairs.

“Move,” he ordered, as if Touya would simply obey.

“Oi, plush toy, know what’s wrong with her? She’s been crying since…”

“I know that. Now, move,” he bared his teeth at that. Touya raised a skeptical eyebrow, not really scared, but wise enough to know when to back down. Keroberos approached the door, turned around, and sat in front of it. He glared at Touya some more, and made something like a feral growl, which Touya felt really lacking for a growl, and then he laid on the floor, still glaring.

However, if Kero really thought Touya was going to leave, then he must have had his hopes really high. Touya simply stood, glaring back at him. No one, ever, could beat him at that.

It was some time before anything moved, and even more time, when finally someone else was on the house.

“Sakura-san!” someone breathlessly called, making them both turn and look at the stairs. Fujitaka, still wearing street shoes, and suitcase in hand, stood before them, with an awful look on his face. His disheveled hair, and messed up suit really did not help the situation, “Dad? You look like hell.”

“I wanted to come home earlier, but the car broke down…” he stopped himself, “doesn’t matter, I need to see Sakura-san, she needs me.”

“But how…?”

“Well, Touya-kun, despite appearances, I am her father,” he smiled that smile of his that always made Touya feel guilty, “now, Kero-chan, if you please…?”

“No!” the beast roared back at them. Now, Touya really did a step back.

“Please, she needs…” Fujitaka tried again, but was cut off, “Sakura is all right! She doesn’t need you, or anyone! She is awesome like that!”

The way Kero said that, like if he was also hurt, made Touya even more worried. What the hell had happened?

“Kero-chan, she is my daughter, and she is crying. I know that, and I know she doesn’t want to see anyone. But it’s me, I have to be there.”

“No one is getting through this door! You’ll only make it worse,” Keroberos stood, now in a threatening pose in front of said door. Fujitaka kneeled, trying to be the same level as the guardian beast, his voice now deep and heavy, “Keroberos, move.”

Kero stared unbelievably at the author of those words, and did a double take. Then shaking his head furiously, he snapped, trying to control himself “Stop it! You are not my master anymore, dammit!!”

That, in itself, shocked Fujitaka, “I…I am…”

“You left me! All alone, in that book, you left me! Don’t you dare and say you are sorry, when you are not!” Keroberos was on the verge of tears himself, looking desperately all around him, “You are happy now, right? That is all that really mattered in the end, isn’t it?”

The doorbell rang just then, and as tempted as he was to just let it ring, Touya was certain that if he didn’t leave now, things would turn from worse to worst.

Fujitaka sat back against the wall, right in front of Keroberos, “I…I am not sorry, because then, everything I did and created would have been a waste. However, I am sorry that I offended you, I forgot myself for a moment there. I have no right over you, whatsoever.”

“Yeah, and you just happened to know that; just like you knew that Sakura was crying, and how to command me.” Keroberos bitterly remarked, “you haven’t changed that much. You are still an obnoxious bastard.”

Then came the sound of more footsteps and a blur of blue and violet streaked through. By the time he knew what was going on, Keroberos had a kneeling Tomoyo right in front of him, “May I see her?”

“You?” Kero took in sight the girl before him, his eyes a little less hazed than before, “I guess…you really can’t make it worse, can you? You are not like those two bakas, you can’t affect her like they can.”

“What?” Tomoyo looked confused.

“Well, all right,” he stood now, “Lock, open up for Tomoyo.” He ordered, as he let her in. Fujitaka simply stared as Sonomi-kun’s daughter entered the place he most wanted to be in. Closing the door, Keroberos let himself fall to the floor, tiredly, “Fujitaka.”

“Why?” the father asked. “I can’t sleep. I’ll let you order me to sleep, for just this once.” Fujitaka approached, leaning near the lion’s head, “she can’t make it worse, that child has no powers.”

“I see. Thank you, for protecting her.”

“Fujitaka no baka, Clow was never good with showing his appreciation the right way,” he cracked a smile at that, “don’t make me beg, now.”

“Sorry, Kero-chan. Now, sleep.”

“He was…even worse at saying apologies,” Keroberos dozed off, finally.

“Indeed, I have never been able to apologize properly to those I’ve hurt,” Fujitaka just sat there, stroking the guardian’s beast head.

oOo

He’d woken up with a start. His head ached terribly and so did his right arm. Those were the first things he felt; then came that heavy feeling in his chest, and that knot that wouldn’t leave his throat. White clothes where now dirty and bloodied, where they had been ripped.

Slowly, he removed the torn fabric that used to be his shawl, and the pieces that still clung to his arm, checking the wound. It was no longer bleeding, but you could see the dents of the fangs in the skin where they had penetrated.

“He must have cauterized the wound,” Yue noticed carelessly, touching the burnt skin. They weren’t capable of using healing spells, and really didn’t need to, as Clow was the one who…

The pain doubled as that thought hit him, and he started to hyperventilate. He couldn’t even scream, his throat had closed up. He looked around, looking for something, anything that could relieve the pain. But he was all alone, the scorched forest around him a made his stomach churn in disgust.

He couldn’t stand the place anymore. He had to get away from there. Unsteadily, Yue kneeled, trying to stand. Extending his wings (the right one made him wince), he hovered above ground. Once he managed to control them, and once the pain on the right one had become bearable, he took off. Not once did he look back.

oOo

Touya was now stuck with a rather impatient looking Sonomi. It was the first time she had ever come to this house, and the first time dropping off Tomoyo by her own. It was always the limousines and bodyguards who came by.

“So, would you like something to drink?” Touya offered, guessing she meant to stay until Tomoyo came back downstairs. Her heels clicked at the hard wood floor, impatiently, and nodded curtly in acceptance.

She followed Touya to the kitchen, unnerving the boy even more. Today had to be the weirdest day since that creep had left. The Chinese one, of course.

“You are now in college, right?” she sounded vaguely interested, which Touya noted was just her, trying to make an effort and be...wait, what?

“Yeah” he took out two glasses, heading for the fridge, “Fortunately, we have some lemonade.”

Sonomi smiled faintly. How like the son of Nadeshiko to know exactly what to offer her to drink. “At Towa, I presume.”

“Actually,” he served the fresh drink slowly, “I got accepted at Tokyo University of Science.”

A perfect eyebrow rose at that, “That’s quite a feat. And ways from here.”

“-ts okay, I got a motor bike.”

“How can you afford that?” blunt, as expected.

“Scholarship. Athletic.” You could just feel the love.

“Track team?”

“Soccer team.”

She took a long sip, “of course, you are more competitive. You are an Amamiya, afterall.”

Touya glared, but said nothing in return. That name did no good for him, either way. After that, there did not seem to be anything else to say, so they both just sat there for a while.

“Grandfather is in town.”

Touya set down his glass rather hard against the kitchen table but said nothing.

“He was the one that sent us here, actually. Though Tomoyo was also rather hurried.”

“This sudden interest is rather unexpected,” he replied sarcastically. Sonomi simply shook her head and sighed, “he is your grandfather…”

“My grandparents are dead, from both sides. Have always been, ever since I have memory.”

“Call it what you may, you are still related.”

“Funny how now all off a sudden we are family.”

“He sent you something.”

At that, Touya turned to look at her, incredulous look on his face, “what?”

“Last time, when Sakura-chan sent him the birthday present, he just sent her a return present. Now, he sends yours.”

Disgusted, Touya turned to the sink and busied himself with some dishes. “I don’t want anything from that man.”

“He also said you would turn it down.”

“Then why bother?” Touya growled back.

“Because it is something that belonged to your mother.”

That statement earned a broken dish, a yelp, and some swearing. Sonomi simply stared, impassive, “so?”

“I don’t want it. Take it back.”

“You won’t even see what it is?”

“Don’t need to. It was hers because it was his, then I don’t need it.”

“I see,” Sonomi sighed, defeated. Touya then turned, as he heard his father’s footsteps, and he could have sworn Sonomi had a rather relieved look on her face. Wait, what??

“Oh, Sonomi-kun, are you waiting for Tomoyo-chan?” Fujitaka asked as a way of greeting.

“Way of stating the obvious, sensei,” Sonomi glared, as customary. He simply smiled that infuriating smile of his, true to nature, “It will take a while, so shall we take a walk? The weather is quite nice tonight.”

Sonomi was not stupid. She knew well the professor wanted her out of the house, for whatever reason. Yet, she obliged, “fine, but you have some explaining to do.”

He simply answered back, “don’t I always?”

As they left, Touya wondered idly, why he was always the one left out of things, and the last one to always find out.

oOo

The full Moon was at its peak. He relished in the feeling of the light against his skin, making him feel much better. He rose higher in the sky, the rush of wind and gravity making themselves known and blinding anything else he might have felt.

He was flying way too fast. He had never dared flying so fast, to the point where he felt his wings could no longer support him. He had never really cared to do so. But the Moon was comforting him, and he still had so much power within him, just wanting to explode.

And so, he kept on flying until his body could no longer stand it.

oOo

He’d been busy with a new sweater. Spinel knew better than to bother Eriol when he had a new knitting project. But he was sure he was not in his study, and he was definitely not knitting. After breakfast, Eriol simply had left without a word to the study, and a couple of hours later, he’d gone up to the roof.

He’d been there all day.

For once, he was glad it hadn’t rained. But he would not put up with it anymore; he would now go and get him from the roof, even if he had to drag him down.

As if on cue, Eriol descended the stairs that led to the attic.

“Spinel, please tell Ruby that the guest room needs a change of linen. It seems we’ll be having company soon.” Eriol smiled tiredly, as he walked away. “Oh,” he added, “and please, do remember to close the drapes once you are done.”

Spinel Sun knew that smile very well and what it usually meant, “Oh great, just what we need, more crazy-emotional-lunatics around here.”
I say, one of the biggest headaches of this last two chapters, was Kaho. She needed to be just right (as small as her part was in them so far). We got some development on Fujitaka+Kero (I just luv them XD) and angsty Sakura D:
Any questions so far, remember I always answer replies :D
Still, there are some questions I won't answer (like, where is this all going?? LOL)
Next stop: England. Fasten your seat belts and please leave all alcoholic drinks far away, lest we get drunken crazy-reincarnated magicians and guardians. England is not responsible for any damage the drunken parties may cause.

fanfiction, broken toy, touya, clamp, cardcaptor sakura

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