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Chapter 1: Dreams,Cherry Blossoms, & Strawberries
(by AirKitty, added on 2006-11-06 18:03:56 AEST) [Discussion Topic]


~ Hi this is my second Fanfic! The story is set in the world of Card captor Sakura in the future,
based on the Anime, ( But some of the events in the magna will be there too)
And we all know i don't :sob: own Card Captor Sakura or any of its :sob: Characters.~


Where am I? There was darkness everywhere. Then a bright light shone throuhg, and out of it a figure appeared.
" Aunty Peony?" I called out to the girl who stood there. That can't be Aunt Peony, shes too young. And Besides
This girl did not have Peony's amber brown eyes,
I realized. But emerald green eyes, like my own.
" Grandma?" I tried to shout, but it only came out a whisper. But she's to young to be grandma, isn't she?
" Who are you?!" I called out. The girl looked at me, and smiled. She made a notion that told me to follow her.
I ran toward her, but I was running in slow motion. The girl waited paitently for me, but I could tell she wanted me to hurry.
I kept running, wondering what the urgency was. I was just a few feet away from her, when she started to dissapear!
I was getting closer to her, but now her head was slowly evaperating! She Mouthed out words that I couldn't hear.
Then I reached her, but it was too late.....
she was gone. The darkness closed in.

" Ahhhh!!!" I woke up sitting straight up in my bed, i could feel cold sweat running down my back.
Then i realized it was just a dream. " Phew.." I sighed getting up. " Honey come down! Breakfast is ready!"
I heard my Mom calling from downstairs. " Coming!" I replied back as I got dressed.
" Ichigo, hurry up before your food gets cold!" Mom called as I raced down the stairs.
" Here!" I said as I sat down at hte table wher my little brother and Father were sitting.
" There, don't blame me if its cold." My mom said smiling. My little brother was already
chowing down breakfast, while my Dad was slowly savoring every bite.
I started eating breakfast, and followed my fathers lead, as my mom's cooking
was delicouis. If I had to describe my mom as beautifull, gracefull, and a good cook!
My mom had long dark- almost blue- wavy hair , and voilet eyes. If you were an
adult I guess you would call her Nadeshiko or Li-sensi if you were one of her students,
she works as a teache at a university. She was named after my great-grandmother.
When I was little I had always wondered why she was named after her, Because Nadeshiko
was my Father's Grandmother. I learned later that My Mother's grandmother and
my Father's grandmother were cousins.
My Father is really kind, but can be a bit strict sometimes. He has Brown hair ( which
reminds me of chocolate) and amber brown eyes. I'm always told that he is a
spitting image of my grandfather. And since my grandfather doesn't look too old
( although he does have some gray hair) you can easily see the resemblance.
If your an adult you would probably call him Kyoto.
Eating my breakfast I looked around the table, and my eyes rested on my little
brother, who had already finished eating! Its a wonder he never gets a stomache
the way he its so fast!
My little brother is very energetic, and reckless. He's only seven years old,
He's named after grandmother's
brother, or my uncle, Touya. He died when I was about my brother's age.
Touya, my brother, has black hair and the same emerald eyes as me.
As for me, My name is Ichigo Li, as you probably have figured out.
I'm always told I act exactly like my Grandmother, Sakura, and
that I look like her when she was a kid. I've seen pictures of
Grandma when she was young, and I can't blame them for thinking so,
we had the same eyes and hair( although I keep mine long and up in a braid).
" Ichigo, we have to leave soon, we don't want to be late." My Dad said,
snapping me back into reality. " Oh Yea... Asuna's getting married today!"
" How could you foget?" Touya asked, looking at me with an eyebrow raised.
" At least I don't forget my own birthday!" I said back. " That was one time-"
" No fighting at the table!" Dad said, "you better get ready, were leaving in 5 minutes."


~ Ok got to go, write some more tomoroww or the day after , bye!~~




Chapter 2: A Wedding, Gifts, And A Suprise
(by AirKitty, added on 2006-12-04 06:34:15 AEST) [Discussion Topic]

+ ~ Hi ya peoplez!! Hope you Enjoy this chapter (its gonna be a long one!)~+~

" Hey, Aza!" I said running over to my cousin, avoiding the other girls in the room,

and trying not to trip on my dress.

bad idea...I thought to myself , Grandmother will kill me if I ruin this dress.

My Grandmother had made me, as well as the other flower-girls,

a fluffy white dress that for the

wedding. I had known that my grandmother was going to

make me a dress (she always does),

but I had not known it was going to have so many ruffles!

I looked at Aza, and saw that she had the same opinion of

the dresses we had to wear as I had.

" Hey, Ichigo!" She called back coming up to me. " Its been a while,

you've gotten a bit taller."

she said, repeating what I had heard from all my other relatives since I had gotten to the chapel

where the wedding was going to be held. " Yea.... How’s your sister feel about getting married?"

I asked, after all Aza was Azuna's little sister. " She won't shut up about it." She continued,


" Oh, speaking of annoying siblings, where’s your brother?" " I don't know, probably somewhere getting ready

to be the ring carrier. ( A/N: That is what its called right?)." I was a little annoyed how my brother kept

on bragging about it, as if the world counted on him carrying the rings. " Don't you think these dresses are

a little overboard?" I asked changing the subject. " I guess, but you look good in it." Aza said, making me blush.

Aza was the pretty one. She had long wavy black hair with red streaks (dyed of coursed) and eyes like

Rubies.



" Hello ladies.” Said a boy coming in between us. “ Ahhhhh!!!” me and Aza screamed at the same time. “ Oh, its you.” I said relaxing as I recognized Roald, another of my cousins. It

was easy to recognize him with his black-blue hair and violet eyes. I had forgotten how he could sneak up on people like that.“ You idiot! What do you think your doing here! This is a

girl’s only room!”

Aza screamed at him, “ What if the other girls notice you! It would be Chaos!” We dragged him out the room before anyone noticed all the other flower girls were to preoccupied with

talking about the wedding and stuff to notice the male intruder. “ What the heck are you doing here anyway?” I asked him. “ Well, I was bored… And you guys are the only guys around

my age and about the only girls I can actually stand to be with for more that a minute…” “ Not that! I mean why are you at the wedding?!” I asked again. It was a bit confused, because

Roald wasn’t even related to Azuna or the groom. He was my cousin on my mother’s side. “ Oh….” Roald said finally getting it, “ Well grandmother-Ichigo and me’s grandmother,” He

said looking at Aza, who gave him a ‘well, duh!’ look as he went on, “ is making the cloths and such. And my parents were the ones who introduced Azuna and her soon-to-be

husbands what’s-his-name. So my parents had to come, and they dragged me along with them.” Roald finished with a sigh. “ At least I don’t have to wear a dress.” He said looking at

me and Aza with a broad grin on his face. “ It wasn’t our idea-“ I began, but I was cut of.


“ I wouldn’t complain if I were you. I had to put up with much worse.” I turned around to look at the speaker. “ Grandma!” I said running up to the woman behind me. “ Hey Auntie!” Aza

called and ran up to hug her. “You two have gotten so big!” grandma said to us, then she looked over at Roald. “ Now who is this? He’s too big to be the boy I saw just a year ago!”

Roald came up to her and bowed. “ Hello ummm.. Kinomoto-san.” He said, not really knowing what to call her. Noticing this, she said. “ Don’t worry, just call me Auntie, me and you

Grandma are second cousin’s after all.” Roald nodded, and Grandma looked at the three of us and got out a bag. “ I brought some gifts for you all!” She smiled and asked. “ Do you still

have the gifts I gave you at Christmas?” We nodded, remembering the last time our family had gotten together. That year, my Grandma had given each of us gifts at Christmas Eve. I

still wore the pink necklace to this day. It was bright pink when I had fist gotten it, but it had grown a darker pink over time. It’s pendant was in the shape of a key, with a star and wings

on it. If I remembered clearly, Aza and Roald also got a necklace (which caused me and Aza to laugh for days) Aza’s was yellow (but I had noticed earlier that it had turned an orange-

yellowish color) and her pendant too looked like a key, with a sun on it. Roald’s was light blue (which also seemed to be darker now that I looked at it) and his pendant was also in the

shape of a key, with a white upside down moon with wings on it.



Once Grandma had realized we still wore the gifts she gave us a year ago; she got out a large bag, which most likely had our gifts in it. “ Well then, here’s yours Ichigo.” She said as

she took out a pink book (I had noticed over the years that Grandma didn’t really like to wrap gifts) “ Thanks Grandma.” I said sweat dropping, I wasn’t really the book type. I looked at it,

It’s cover said “Sakura” and was blank on both sides. I put it away, thinking I would look through it later. “ And this is for you Aza.” Grandma said as she took out a stuffed animal that

resembled a stuffed animal with wings.” His name is Kero-Chan.” “ Thanks Grandma! I love it!” Aza said, hugging the toy tightly. Even though I knew the toy wasn’t alive, I sorta felt sorry

for it, Aza was known for her strength. “ I’ll put him away for now.” Aza said as she stuffed him in her bag. Wait a minute, I thought, did that toy just grunt? I shook the thought from my

mind as Roald spoke. “ And for me?” I could tell form his face he was hoping it wasn’t another girly gift. “ Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten you!” Grandma said as she took out his gift. And

revealed…..

A black stuffed cat with blue butterfly wings. “ His name is Souppy!” I could almost hear Roald’s silent scream. Grandam obviously doesn’t know what boys like. I thought as me and

Aza tried to stifle our laughter. Roald muttered a thanks while he stuffed it in his pocket before anyone else could see it. Suddenly something…. I don’t know how to describe it, a flicker

maybe, that made me feel dizzy for a second, almost like a small earthquake. Then it stopped. I looked around, looking if anyone else had felt it. Then I met Aza’s and Roald’s eyes.

They had felt it too. No one else seemed to have noticed it though. I looked up at my Grandma and she looked confused for a second, then it passed. I was trying to figure out what had

happened when I heard a familiar voice call out. “ Mother, you better not be spoiling these kids!” I looked to where I heard the voice and saw my Aunt Peony came toward us. “ I haven’t

done such a thing just given them a few presents.” My Grandma replied looking innocent. My Aunt sighed, “ Mom, Sometimes you can be really frustrating.” Then she looked at us. “

How are you all! Excited about the wedding?” she asked. My Aunt Peony was really nice, she looked like a younger version of my Grandma, except she had amber eyes. She’s my

favorite Aunt. “ Oh and speaking of the wedding its almost time to get ready!” she said and dragged me and Aza pack to the flower girl’s room.


~~20 minutes later~~~

I started walking as the wedding march began. I threw flowers on the ground as I looked around while I walked. There were a lot of people there, since we belonged to a pretty big

family. I stopped and stood to the side of the altar and watched as the bride came forward. Aza’s sister Azuna looked beautiful in he long strapless white wedding dress ( made by my

Grandmother of course). Azuna was 25 years old and very pretty with her straight dark black long hair (which she currently wore In a French braid) and light blue eyes. A look of pure

happiness was on her face as she maid it over to the groom, whose name I just remembered was Zaimid. He had black hair and dark brown eyes. Azuna reached the altar and the

priest started talking. I took the opportunity to look around. Aza was next to me and my Aunt Peony was across from me, she was a lady in waiting with a couple of other women I didn’t

know. I looked around looking for other familiar faces. I saw my mom and my dad siting in the front row. I looked to the right of them and saw who I knew was Azuna’s and Aza’s

grandmother Meiling. She looked happy as she watched her Granddaughter’s big day. I looked around a little and saw my Grandmother Tomoyo and My Grandma Sakura sitting next to

each other, along wit my Grandpa Syoaran. The trio didn’t look that old. Their hair had grays in them (or silver in Tomoyo’s case) but other than that, they still didn’t look that old. Then I

saw someone who caught my eye, someone I had never met before. He had long white and icy blue eyes that seemed to stare into your soul. He looked familiar to me some how, and

I realized that he reminded me of someone I had met a long time ago. I was drawn away from him when I saw my little brother walk down the aisle. Zaimid and Azuna said their vows

as they put on their rings, and you all know what happens after that. “ You may kiss the bride!” Everyone rejoiced as they bride and groom kissed. Then something happened. A sinking

feeling in my stomach, an even greater sensation than that of the flicker that happened earlier filled me. And I could tell every one else could feel it too. I knelt to the ground from the

pain. Then there was a scream. I looked up and saw th-that. My Grandparents were disappearing! I looked on in horror as more people I knew and those I didn’t, disappeared……

Then with I sudden realization of horror, I realized that I too was disappearing.




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