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© The various characters beside the few originals that will appear in this story are the copyrighted property of their various owners. The originals are the brain children of the author. That is that. Flames, comments, corrections, all that shinzit send it my way. You know the email by now ^.6
Another note: I HAVE NOT SEEN THE ENDLESS WALTZ!! Therefore in my happy little world it doesn’t exist. Thank you very much.
A final note: I barely know anything at all of Card Captors. I’m NOT out to piss off any die-hard fans. I’m well on my way to getting there, but all I know so far is that Li has a Heero complex and Meiling is too much like Wufei for her own damn good. And thus began the madness. Forgive my inability at writing decent Sakura fanfic, ‘cause I barely know anything about it and haven’t found a good spoiler site yet ~.^
Li Shaolan stared introspectively out of his bedroom window. The covers pooled about his small waist and his sleeves hid his hands as he sat there staring into the distances that were beyond the vision of the normal eye. Something was going to happen soon. In the space of one midnight, the one that he currently sat in, something about their world had been changed drastically. Something told him that there might be some new players joining the game sometime soon. And yet another more logical part of him argued that most likely it was simply his own paranoia playing tricks on him. There were the sounds of footsteps in the hall and his doors’ hinges squeaking slightly as it came open. He didn’t turn to look as the other person entered his room. It was just his oniichan, Heero.
The older boy sat down on the bed, taking his ten year old brother into his lap and resting his chin lightly in the boy’s hair.
“What are you doing awake chibi. It’s midnight and you have to get up tomorrow.”
Li didn’t look up at his brother, but continued to contemplate the distance. Heero hadn’t been around the family very long. He had moved in a couple of years ago from Japan. He had lived with Li’s mother there. Li and the rest of his family had been living in Hong Kong China, since before he had been born. Heero was a whole five years older than him and so protective that it was almost suffocating. However it was the rare nights like these where Heero would come in and not say anything that Li enjoyed the most. It was when he knew that his brother was the closest to him, willing to sit there and listen.
When finally he spoke his voice sounded tired even to his own ears. He hoped dearly that Sakura wasn’t out at this time of night, trying to capture a Clow card. If she were then he ought to be too. Yet he wasn’t, he was stuck at home. And the reason for that, is that there is no Clow card out tonight, his logical side reasoned.
“I’m just unable to sleep.”
One thing that the brothers shared was a tendency not to smile at all. Heero slightly challenged the rule, smiling only in the company of his little brother and no one else.
“That’s odd, because I can’t sleep either.”
Li snorted and allowed a small smirk to play onto his lips. “Then we’re both up and missing sleep.”
“Mmmhmm.”
Heero let his brother go and looked out into the distant night. His eyes went out of focus and he stared into the night ‘seeing’ in an entirely different way than he had previously. When he looked back to Li a familiar exhaustion sparked in his eyes. Working with magic tired his brother easily. Heero smiled a reassuring smile and patted his little brother’s head.
“She’s at home chibi, sleeping and dreaming of things far away and unseen. I want you to do the same thing.”
Li couldn’t help being a little annoyed at Heero’s general attitude. “Why do you care anyway?”
Heero sensed his game and switched his voice tone to the cold, unfeeling person that he was in the daytime with the general populace.
“Not for any particular reason.”
Li blinked and then nodded. “Oh.”
Heero smiled again, letting the warmth come back into his features. “I care because you’re the little brother that I always wanted, and because you’re my flesh and blood and that’s what counts.”
There was one thing about his brother that had always bothered Li, and that was the fact that he refused to use their name. He went by their mother’s maiden name, Yuy, So at school when role was called and mail came for him it home, it was always addressed to Heero Yuy. Li shook his head. Such were thoughts for another time or place.
Heero looked out the window and noted with some amusement that across the street, sitting on the porch swing of an empty house there was a little boy about Li’s age. At first he had thought the child to be a little girl, but a closer look at the physique of the child informed him that it was a little boy with a long braid that trailed down his back. He looked more than a little ragged. Heero let his gaze stray from the little boy and back to his brother.
“Go to sleep squirt. I’ll see you in the morning.”
Li nodded and closed his weary amber eyes. He fell almost immediately into a dark and dreamless sleep. Heero pulled the sheets over Li’s slim shoulders and then padded silently out of the young boy’s room.
As he walked down the hall he was hit with an odd sense of detachment. Seeing the little boy on the swing outside had really thrown him for a loop. Something inside of him told him that he ought to know the little person. The logical part of himself argued that there was nothing to back up that thought and that he ought to go to bed so that he would be able to perform to some level of intelligence in school the next day.
He continued walking down the silent halls of their shared apartment and the more his mind became jumbled. It felt as if he had forgotten something important that he ought to remember. After a bit of thinking he realized that he hadn’t done his Trigonometry and that he needed to get the paper done. That satisfied his feeling of something forgotten, but another part of him argued that he still had things to remember.
Sakura Kinomoto rose with decided sloth on the inane Thursday morning. She shivered in the chill of the autumn air. The time was somewhere in the throes of October and the air held a biting chill. Kiro-chan rolled over lazily from where he had been curled up next to her pillow.
She smiled down at the miniature guardian beast of the clow. With an evil look she got down level with the bed, right next to Kiro’s ear and she spoke in a semi-loud tone.
“GOOD MORNING!”
It was gratifying to watch the little animal jump almost a foot in the air from a previous laying position. She smiled and picked up the panting and slightly panicked guardian.
“Gomen gomen Kiro-chan. I had to. You’re the one that’s usually doing that to me.”
Kiro grumbled something inarticulate and fell from her grasp to turn on the video game console. She rolled her eyes as she dressed and walked into her bathroom to brush her teeth. From the bathroom the guardian heard her speak.
“You play too many video games Kiro-chan!”
He rolled his eyes and snorted, answering back tartly. “Well, that’s just what you think! I’m really practicing battle strategies!”
Sakura smiled as she tied the last of her uniform. “Yeah, whatever Kiro!”
She padded down stairs with the grace and energy born of youth. Her brother and father were already sitting at the table. As per the morning ritual she stuck her tongue out at Touya, and smiled at her father. He reached over and mussed her hair affectionately.
“How’s my girl?”
“Looking like she got beat by the ugly stick this morning…and still as scatterbrained as ever, Sakura, your shirt is on inside out.”
She didn’t realize that he was teasing her until she looked down to see her clothes still in the correct order that she had made sure to get them before coming down. She punched his knee in a halfhearted attempt at revenge and took her place at the table, getting breakfast out of the way before she had to go.
As she bladed along with Yukito and Touya she noticed for what seemed like the first time a boy biking a little ways off from them. He looked fairly average, if not quite handsome. His hair was a mess, or it would at first seem at a glance. When one looked more closely he possessed ‘the mop’ hairstyle, otherwise known as an unmanageable amount of hair that did whatever the hell it pleased and to hell with it’s owner’s wishes. This boy made it work. He had colbalt blue eyes that possessed a startling amount of charisma. Touya looked over and smiled.
“Ohayo Heero! What’s up?”
The boy flicked his gaze over to the group and looked at them appraisingly. “Hello Kinomoto! Who’s the chibi?”
Sakura blinked at the title little. She wasn’t that small! Before she had a chance to retort she was interrupted by the smile and comment from Yukito.
“Going full force this morning isn’t he? And now he’s got the new guy in on it. His name’s Heero Yuy. He just moved here. I heard he’s related to your friend…what’s his name…oh yeah! Li!”
Sakura gained what could be described as the swirly eyes. It dazzled her how almost everyone that she met was in some way related to Li Shaolan.
“Well that makes Meiling, his cousin and Heero his?” she deliberately let the sentence hang, hoping for more information out of the friendly and decidedly bishonen Yukito. He just shrugged.
“Maybe you can find that out for us.”
She shrugged and smiled. It was a mission that might be worth taking on. She looked to her left and found Heero and Touya talking. She looked back to Yukito.
“So get the new lunch box yet?”
He grinned and shook his head. “And I don’t suppose you found a new backpack either?”
She shook her head. The little exchange was fast becoming a morning ritual between them. Each asked the other if they had gotten their fondest material wish and then gave the other a smile when a negative was answered. She supposed that the game would continue until someone got what they wanted.
School approached all to quickly for her and she was forced to part
company with the older boys. She smiled and waved as they biked down the
road. And then she turned around to see Tomoyo standing with their group
of friends waiting for her. She waved and Sakura bounded over to join her.
