Disclaimer:
Cardcaptor Sakura does not belong to me. CLAMPS owns it.
The title of this fanfiction is inspired by John Mayer's song, Edge of Desire.
The song "A Dance 'round the Memory Tree" is owned by Oren Lavie.
Summary:
Sakura was separated for years from her family, that it nearly makes her lose hope to reunite with her loved ones. But like everyone believes: miracle happens. Even though there will always be something obstructs on the way or at the end.
EDGE OF DESIRE
Chapter 1 - A Dance 'round the Memory Tree
Lost memories grew into trees, covered the doors, swallowed the keys. Said I forgot, but I did not. Dreams we have had, play in my head. - Oren Lavie
"Obaa-chan, look at my chibi! I have dressed her up!" A four year old short auburn haired girl tugged her aunt's sleeve to catch the older woman's attention. She had a small barbie doll on her hands, with colourful ribbons at the top.
Her aunt, a beautiful young woman with short brown hair, turned to her and smiled, "Yes, Sakura-chan. It's so cute, isn't it?"
When the woman was about to reach the doll from Sakura's hands, a lightning blinded all the passengers in the car. Sonomi screamed and pulled Sakura into her embrace to protect the child from the sudden crash.
"Obaaaaaa-chaaaannn..."
"Obaa-chan..."
A nineteen year old girl suddenly woke up, gasping hardly.
That dream again. Sakura thought.
She wiped the sweats on her forehead. That dream had always haunted her for fifteen years. She only remembered that she called a woman, who was her aunt, but not the woman's face. That was the only piece of memory which she could remember about her past.
Sakura looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already four in the morning. She decided to totally wake up and went out of her room. She noticed that the lamp in the kitchen was already turned on and the room was filled with noises. "Sister Maeda must be already in the kitchen."
She went there and greeted happily, "Good morning, Sister."
An old woman in her early sixty looked up at Sakura and smiled warmly, like mother to daughter, "Good morning, my dear Saki. Did you sleep well?"
Sakura nodded and smiled. She took out a white apron from the cabinet and wore it. She grabbed the cooking equipment and started to help Sister Maeda.
The Orphanage of Kibou Yoi managed a small food shop which was run by the sisters. It was for funding the necessities of the children. They indeed received grants from the government, but it was not enough to feed all the children.
"Actually, you don't need to help me everyday, Saki. You better take more rest." Sister Maeda said in concern. She scanned Sakura's petite figure and shook her head sadly, "You have grown much thinner as far as i remember."
Sakura shook her head lightly, "It's alright, Sister. I'm fine. I'm the oldest here anyway. I have to do something to help."
The old sister just smiled to hear her dearest child. She had taken care of Sakura since the accident happened. Both of Sakura's uncle and aunt had died on the dreadful day. Sister Maeda had tried to find Sakura's family, but there had been no trace. The government then had asked the orphanage to take Sakura in. Since then, she had loved Sakura like her own child. Even Sakura had decided to put 'Maeda' as her last name.
However every person in the orphanage called her 'Saki'. Sister Maeda had given that name to her. The old Sister had said that her late aunt had called her that way. But she knew that her real name was 'Sakura'. She still clearly remembered when her aunt had called her by that name.
The other sisters, Sister Nagano and Sister Sato came up half an hour later. They began to help the rest, as Sakura decided to prepare for work. She dressed up in a plain brown shirt, coated by a jacket and blue skinny jeans.
Sakura was always thankful that the Tomoeda University where she worked was near from the orphanage. She did not need to spend another money for transportation and walked instead. Ever since she had finished high school, she had sought for a job immediately. Sister Maeda had been really furious of her decision. She had wanted Sakura to continue her college. But Sakura thought that earning money was more important for her family in the orphanage. She had promised to apply for scholarships and got into the college though, merely for appeasing Sister Maeda.
It was still six in the morning when she arrived at the university. She changed into her uniform and started to clean the classes and parks. She saw as the students arriving one by one. She indeed longed to continue her study. Sometimes she listened to the lecturers from the window or when the university held public lectures. But she always told herself that it could wait.
The university was kind that they always donated old books to the orphanage. She really felt grateful for that. For her, books were the window to the world. She had loved reading books since she had been a kid. It was added her happiness when the government even always supplied study books to the orphanage as well.
She was cleaning one of the windows in a class, when she heard someone screamed behind her. She turned around to find packs of people whom she really did not want to see. There were five people gathered, swarming a falling girl. They then helped the girl to stand up.
"Tomoyo, are you alright?"
They angrily glared at Sakura. One of them stepped forward to her and snapped at her, "Say sorry to Tomoyo, you, wench!"
Sakura only sighed and continued what she had been doing.
"Hey! Are you freaking deaf?"
This time Sakura looked up to see the raven haired girl shouted at her. Her stare was cold. Sakura saw an amber eyed boy beside her. The two most popular figures at the university, Tomoyo Kinomoto, the heiress of Kinomoto Group, one of the biggest conglomerates in East Asia; and her fiancee tagged along, Syaoran Li, the heir of Li Clan, who ruled all business sectors in East Asia.
They are really a great couple. Sakura chuckled.
"It was not my fault. I have already put a caution sign there." Sakura answered coldly, pointing the yellow sign in the middle of hallway. "Couldn't you read it?"
"Beg for forgiveness right now! How dare you mess with me?" Tomoyo growled in anger. Both her face and amethyst orbs were firing up.
Sakura was startled. She could not respond anything as she was getting furious by the nonsense of these idiots. She looked at the man beside Tomoyo. He did not do anything either. He seemed bored instead.
Before both Sakura and Tomoyo could say anything, the bell of the university rang.
"You will pay for this, bitch!" Tomoyo threatened Sakura in a low voice, before she turned her heels. The packs followed her as they threw disgusted looking to Sakura. Except Syaoran Li, who only stared at her with flat face.
It was already daylight when Sakura had finished cleaning the science faculty building. She was heading her way to get some lunch when suddenly she hit something hard. The bucket that she was holding, slipped from her grip. She moaned and caressed her hurt forehead.
Sakura looked up to see whoever had crashed into her. It was a striking handsome man, who was approximately eight years older than her. He stared at her coldly.
Sakura held her breath. She knew who he was. Touya Kinomoto, Tomoyo's older brother.
Sakura bowed apologetically, "I'm sorry, i didn't mean it."
She began collecting her stuffs when a foot stomped on the bucket she was holding. Sakura sighed and stood up to face the man, "What is it?"
Touya pushed her shoulder hardly to the wall, making her wince in pain. He looked at her sharply, "Don't ever mess with my sister, or you will regret for being born."
Suddenly Sakura was subsided. Her head was spinning. Certain memories were coming to her when she looked at the man's eyes.
She pushed herself back to the earth and glared at him. She gathered her courage to reply the man, "I never mess with you sister!"
Touya smirked and let her go. He spat on her feet. "I don't understand why this university allowed a low person like you to work here."
Her body trembled hardly in anger. She bit her mouth to hold her tears. She did not want to cry in front of people like him.
Touya threw last petty look before leaving the shaken girl.
Suddenly her head was spinning again. Her body reacted to the pressure she had faced. She closed her eyes and leaned on the wall, slowly sliding down. She breathed heavily.
Life is never easy to her.