Title: Emerald of Ice
Author: Angelic Warrior
Note: All characters here are by the famous artistic group called CLAMP!
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Konnichiwa! This is my first CCS fic! Just to give a preview for warnings, this 'is' an AU fic. No surprises. I hope you'll take the time to appreciate it, even though I know that I'm not exactly a good writer, to leave a review of your honest opinions. Remember, this is an AU fanfiction. (Cuze some people don't read my first warning.) Thank you.
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***Specially dedicated to my friend who asked me to write a CCS fic. ***
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"I have no name."
"I have no family."
"I have nothing."
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A girl dressed in a long brown overcoat walks down the street on a cold winter day. The edges of her coat were ripped, torn, and dingy from all the years she worn it. Her emerald eyes were blank and emotionless. Her short light brown hair was slightly messy but still can be consider neat. Her pale face hanged a slight annoyance to people around her. She kicked a pebble on the sidewalk as she glared at the people who dare to stare at her.
It was the time of the year for giving and everyone is doing Christmas shopping except her. A chilly breeze blew and everyone, except her, covered themselves and shivered. 'People these days are afraid of a little wind. Don't make me laugh! That is nowhere compared to what I went through!' she thought as turned around the corner and crashed into someone. Boxes flew everywhere.
"Ouch! Watch where you are going next time." A boy winced.
She picked up herself and started leaving when he shouted to her.
"Hey you! Stop!" The boy stood up clenching his fists.
The gift boxes were still scattered on the icy streets but he didn't care. She stopped but didn't turn around. That only made the boy angrier. He stomped over to her and slipped. His friend came rushing over and helped him up.
"Hey Syaoran, what are you doing slipping on ice and dropping all of those gifts."
"I didn't slip earlier, he crashed into me. Didn't you see, Eriol?"
"No. By the way, that person you said, it's a girl and she is leaving." Eriol pointed.
"I know a boy when I see one." Syaoran stubbornly said to him as he shouted to her, "I said stop you know."
"Leave me alone, klutz." she started while walking again.
That ticked Syaoran's patience level off. He rushed over and grabbed her collar and shook her.
"You crashed into me and I demand an apology." He whispered to her. Eriol was beginning to creep out by his friend's behavior.
'Sigh, I guess rich boys must have their way..........' Eriol thought and rubbed his temples with sweat drops.
"Well.... are you going to say it or do I have to forced it you." Syaoran began to lift her up from the ground.
"Boys these days." She kicked herself off from his grasp and flipped perfectly to the ground. Syaoran slipped and fell again.
"Aren't you a boy too?" Syaoran asked as he held his stomach where she kicked off from.
"Yeah, but I'm nothing like you." She dusted herself off. "I've lived on the streets all of my life so I can easily defend myself against punks like you. So long."
"Wait!" Syaoran crouched at the ground still in pain. His friend rushed over to help him up.
"You want more beating?"
"No, tell me your name so I can demand an apology next time I see you."
She stared at the ground for a while speechless. After quite a while, she turned around and started walking. She stopped and turns just her head and said blankly.
"I-I don't have a name..........." and ran off.
"What's with him?" Syaoran stood up and started picking up the fallen gifts.
"I don't know, she seemed sad when you ask for her name." Eriol stared at the empty sidewalk where she ran off.
"Stop daydreaming and help me carry some gifts and also, that street dude is a guy. Don't get your genders mixed."
"You are the one having the trouble." Eriol took four out of eleven boxes from Syaoran's arms.
"That's not fair!" Syaoran whined.
Eriol looked at his watch and began to take faster paces. Syaoran behind him was struggling with the gift boxes.
"Hurry up or Meiling will get mad at you. Not my fault if she does. After all, it's her Christmas party."
"Help me...." Syaoran wheezed and dropped all the boxes.
Luckily for him, Meiling's friend Tomoyo was also heading to the party and happened to drive by them.
"Want a ride?" Tomoyo shouted from the window.
"Hey thanks, you are a lifesaver." Syaoran smiled.
Eriol walked over and dragged his collar as Tomoyo giggled and they drove to Meiling's mansion.
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"I-It's beautiful........" Syaoran looked around the ballroom dazed by the beautiful decorations.
"I can't have all the credit, cousin. Tomoyo, Chiharu, and Rika helped out a lot." Meiling winked and put her hands at her waist. "All gifts for me go down to the biggest tree."
"My party last year was way better than this...." Syaoran mumbled as he dropped all the boxes he's been holding to the tree.
"Tomoyo, what special event do you think Meiling will have this year?" Eriol scratched his head.
"Hmm......let's see....last year at Syaoran's party, we had to shoot flaming arrows to the holes in the dark, the previous year before Syaoran's party was at Meiling's and we had to kiss our worst enemy, the year before was guessing who ate the toothpaste stuff Oreo and the year before that was...." Tomoyo counted. Eriol stood there shocked with two small dots and sweat drops.
"Y-you mean for REAL? That was for real?" Eriol twitched his fingers.
"Um... yes. Weren't you here last year?" Tomoyo asked innocently.
"N-no....I went on vacation. Not this year though......." Eriol took a deep breath and turn to Tomoyo blushing furiously, "It's slow d-dance now so d- do you w-want to dance?" He held out his hand.
"Okay." Tomoyo sweetly smiled.
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About four hours into night Meiling stop the DJ and called for everyone's attention. It's a tradition in the Li family to have a creative, funny special event in every Christmas party they give off. This year, Meiling was determined to beat Syaoran's event.
"Attention everyone. It's now time to show you all my special event. This year is unlike any other. We have a special guest this year. Here she comes." Meiling pulled the string and the curtain fell from the stage next to her. Everyone gasps.
"It's.....!" Eriol stared.
"Him!" Syaoran finished. Eriol glared at him and bonked his head.
"Her! Dork!" Eriol stared back at the stage.
Everyone began to whisper. The girl that Eriol and Syaoran encounter was tied up at the stage and two guards held her down. Her emerald eyes burned at the sight of Syaoran and Eriol. Tomoyo gasps as she began to walk backwards.
"N-no.....it can't be her! No way!" Tomoyo covered her mouth.
"You know her?" Eriol asked and ran to her.
"Tell me her name!" Syaoran shouted at Tomoyo.
Tomoyo stared at the furious emerald eyed, light brown hair girl. Tears began flow down her cheeks as she ran out of the ballroom. Eriol ran behind her. Syaoran stared at the girl on stage who continues to angrily gaze at him.
"Attention everyone." Meiling calmly talked over the microphone. "Now the fun has begun. On that table there are five hundred crème pies. In one of the pies contain Cajun pepper mixed with wasabi. All of you may have one guess and that girl on the stage has to eat the pies. The winner will receive one million dollars."
"Whoooooaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!" the audience gasp.
Everyone lined up and the guards dragged the girl over to the table. The first person pointed to the pie in front of her and the guards, without warning, smash her head to the pie. She snapped the ropes but the guards whacked her back. Weakly, she fell and everyone except Syaoran laughed. On the tenth person, she fainted and Meiling order a servant to pour ice water to wake her up. Though all the torture, she didn't leak a single tear. Occasionally, she would fight back but get whacked in the back. Syaoran couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed all the people out of his way, grabbed her and ran out of the ballroom.
"Syaoran stop! Get back here!" Meiling shouted.
Syaoran carried the girl who has slipped into unconsciousness. Her pale face is smeared with crème and her light brown hair is soaked.
"Get back here, cousin!" Meling's screams were drowned by the mumblings of the guests.
Syaoran was running as fast as he could to the nearest hospital. He ran past Eriol who was still calming Tomoyo down. They looked at him and ran up to him.
"What happened to her?" Eriol asked looking at the limp girl in Syaoran's arms.
"Quickly! Get into my limo! She needs to see a doctor immediately. She has to be all right! Oh no..... please let her be all right........." Tomoyo half cried half pulling the door open and telling her chauffeur to go.
'You can hold on.... can you? You were so tough.... you'll make it through...You still owe me a name. Remember? Also an apology.' Syaoran thought as he gritted his teeth until his gums began to bleed.
"Syaoran.....don't hurt yourself." Tomoyo wiped the blood that began to drip at the corner of his mouth.
Eriol watched and stare back down that the unconscious girl. He began to wipe the cream off her pale face.
"Poor girl........"
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That's the end of my first chap! Hope you all like it!
Angelic Warrior~
Author: Angelic Warrior
Note: All characters here are by the famous artistic group called CLAMP!
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Konnichiwa! This is my first CCS fic! Just to give a preview for warnings, this 'is' an AU fic. No surprises. I hope you'll take the time to appreciate it, even though I know that I'm not exactly a good writer, to leave a review of your honest opinions. Remember, this is an AU fanfiction. (Cuze some people don't read my first warning.) Thank you.
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***Specially dedicated to my friend who asked me to write a CCS fic. ***
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"I have no name."
"I have no family."
"I have nothing."
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A girl dressed in a long brown overcoat walks down the street on a cold winter day. The edges of her coat were ripped, torn, and dingy from all the years she worn it. Her emerald eyes were blank and emotionless. Her short light brown hair was slightly messy but still can be consider neat. Her pale face hanged a slight annoyance to people around her. She kicked a pebble on the sidewalk as she glared at the people who dare to stare at her.
It was the time of the year for giving and everyone is doing Christmas shopping except her. A chilly breeze blew and everyone, except her, covered themselves and shivered. 'People these days are afraid of a little wind. Don't make me laugh! That is nowhere compared to what I went through!' she thought as turned around the corner and crashed into someone. Boxes flew everywhere.
"Ouch! Watch where you are going next time." A boy winced.
She picked up herself and started leaving when he shouted to her.
"Hey you! Stop!" The boy stood up clenching his fists.
The gift boxes were still scattered on the icy streets but he didn't care. She stopped but didn't turn around. That only made the boy angrier. He stomped over to her and slipped. His friend came rushing over and helped him up.
"Hey Syaoran, what are you doing slipping on ice and dropping all of those gifts."
"I didn't slip earlier, he crashed into me. Didn't you see, Eriol?"
"No. By the way, that person you said, it's a girl and she is leaving." Eriol pointed.
"I know a boy when I see one." Syaoran stubbornly said to him as he shouted to her, "I said stop you know."
"Leave me alone, klutz." she started while walking again.
That ticked Syaoran's patience level off. He rushed over and grabbed her collar and shook her.
"You crashed into me and I demand an apology." He whispered to her. Eriol was beginning to creep out by his friend's behavior.
'Sigh, I guess rich boys must have their way..........' Eriol thought and rubbed his temples with sweat drops.
"Well.... are you going to say it or do I have to forced it you." Syaoran began to lift her up from the ground.
"Boys these days." She kicked herself off from his grasp and flipped perfectly to the ground. Syaoran slipped and fell again.
"Aren't you a boy too?" Syaoran asked as he held his stomach where she kicked off from.
"Yeah, but I'm nothing like you." She dusted herself off. "I've lived on the streets all of my life so I can easily defend myself against punks like you. So long."
"Wait!" Syaoran crouched at the ground still in pain. His friend rushed over to help him up.
"You want more beating?"
"No, tell me your name so I can demand an apology next time I see you."
She stared at the ground for a while speechless. After quite a while, she turned around and started walking. She stopped and turns just her head and said blankly.
"I-I don't have a name..........." and ran off.
"What's with him?" Syaoran stood up and started picking up the fallen gifts.
"I don't know, she seemed sad when you ask for her name." Eriol stared at the empty sidewalk where she ran off.
"Stop daydreaming and help me carry some gifts and also, that street dude is a guy. Don't get your genders mixed."
"You are the one having the trouble." Eriol took four out of eleven boxes from Syaoran's arms.
"That's not fair!" Syaoran whined.
Eriol looked at his watch and began to take faster paces. Syaoran behind him was struggling with the gift boxes.
"Hurry up or Meiling will get mad at you. Not my fault if she does. After all, it's her Christmas party."
"Help me...." Syaoran wheezed and dropped all the boxes.
Luckily for him, Meiling's friend Tomoyo was also heading to the party and happened to drive by them.
"Want a ride?" Tomoyo shouted from the window.
"Hey thanks, you are a lifesaver." Syaoran smiled.
Eriol walked over and dragged his collar as Tomoyo giggled and they drove to Meiling's mansion.
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"I-It's beautiful........" Syaoran looked around the ballroom dazed by the beautiful decorations.
"I can't have all the credit, cousin. Tomoyo, Chiharu, and Rika helped out a lot." Meiling winked and put her hands at her waist. "All gifts for me go down to the biggest tree."
"My party last year was way better than this...." Syaoran mumbled as he dropped all the boxes he's been holding to the tree.
"Tomoyo, what special event do you think Meiling will have this year?" Eriol scratched his head.
"Hmm......let's see....last year at Syaoran's party, we had to shoot flaming arrows to the holes in the dark, the previous year before Syaoran's party was at Meiling's and we had to kiss our worst enemy, the year before was guessing who ate the toothpaste stuff Oreo and the year before that was...." Tomoyo counted. Eriol stood there shocked with two small dots and sweat drops.
"Y-you mean for REAL? That was for real?" Eriol twitched his fingers.
"Um... yes. Weren't you here last year?" Tomoyo asked innocently.
"N-no....I went on vacation. Not this year though......." Eriol took a deep breath and turn to Tomoyo blushing furiously, "It's slow d-dance now so d- do you w-want to dance?" He held out his hand.
"Okay." Tomoyo sweetly smiled.
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About four hours into night Meiling stop the DJ and called for everyone's attention. It's a tradition in the Li family to have a creative, funny special event in every Christmas party they give off. This year, Meiling was determined to beat Syaoran's event.
"Attention everyone. It's now time to show you all my special event. This year is unlike any other. We have a special guest this year. Here she comes." Meiling pulled the string and the curtain fell from the stage next to her. Everyone gasps.
"It's.....!" Eriol stared.
"Him!" Syaoran finished. Eriol glared at him and bonked his head.
"Her! Dork!" Eriol stared back at the stage.
Everyone began to whisper. The girl that Eriol and Syaoran encounter was tied up at the stage and two guards held her down. Her emerald eyes burned at the sight of Syaoran and Eriol. Tomoyo gasps as she began to walk backwards.
"N-no.....it can't be her! No way!" Tomoyo covered her mouth.
"You know her?" Eriol asked and ran to her.
"Tell me her name!" Syaoran shouted at Tomoyo.
Tomoyo stared at the furious emerald eyed, light brown hair girl. Tears began flow down her cheeks as she ran out of the ballroom. Eriol ran behind her. Syaoran stared at the girl on stage who continues to angrily gaze at him.
"Attention everyone." Meiling calmly talked over the microphone. "Now the fun has begun. On that table there are five hundred crème pies. In one of the pies contain Cajun pepper mixed with wasabi. All of you may have one guess and that girl on the stage has to eat the pies. The winner will receive one million dollars."
"Whoooooaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!" the audience gasp.
Everyone lined up and the guards dragged the girl over to the table. The first person pointed to the pie in front of her and the guards, without warning, smash her head to the pie. She snapped the ropes but the guards whacked her back. Weakly, she fell and everyone except Syaoran laughed. On the tenth person, she fainted and Meiling order a servant to pour ice water to wake her up. Though all the torture, she didn't leak a single tear. Occasionally, she would fight back but get whacked in the back. Syaoran couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed all the people out of his way, grabbed her and ran out of the ballroom.
"Syaoran stop! Get back here!" Meiling shouted.
Syaoran carried the girl who has slipped into unconsciousness. Her pale face is smeared with crème and her light brown hair is soaked.
"Get back here, cousin!" Meling's screams were drowned by the mumblings of the guests.
Syaoran was running as fast as he could to the nearest hospital. He ran past Eriol who was still calming Tomoyo down. They looked at him and ran up to him.
"What happened to her?" Eriol asked looking at the limp girl in Syaoran's arms.
"Quickly! Get into my limo! She needs to see a doctor immediately. She has to be all right! Oh no..... please let her be all right........." Tomoyo half cried half pulling the door open and telling her chauffeur to go.
'You can hold on.... can you? You were so tough.... you'll make it through...You still owe me a name. Remember? Also an apology.' Syaoran thought as he gritted his teeth until his gums began to bleed.
"Syaoran.....don't hurt yourself." Tomoyo wiped the blood that began to drip at the corner of his mouth.
Eriol watched and stare back down that the unconscious girl. He began to wipe the cream off her pale face.
"Poor girl........"
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That's the end of my first chap! Hope you all like it!
Angelic Warrior~