CardCaptor Sakura Remastered IV Episode 5 (10)

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CardCaptor Sakura Remastered IV Episode 5 (10)

Back to Tokyo

It was raining when Sakura woke up. It was the weekend so she didn’t
need to wake up early, but still she wished it was sunny. “I was going
to go blading’ too.” she thought out loud, a sad mopey face greeting
Tomoyo as she stared at her from the bedside, “Sorry.”

“Tomo-chan!” she gasped, nearly leaping out of bed, realizing too late
that Tomoyo had brought breakfast for her in bed. “I could have done
that! I---”

“Hush.” she firmly commanded, putting a hand on Sakura’s shoulder and
gently pressing her back into the bed, “I want you to sit and eat
breakfast. After all sometimes I want to be the one to surprise my
precious in bed with breakfast.”

“---Tomo-chan---” she whispered, feeling her face blush from the
attention. As they ate the topic of the rain came up, “Yeah. We were
going to study also. I heard everyone is still coming though so we
should scrap plans to do it outside and study in here today.”

“Hoeeee----” Sakura whimpered. She loved Tomoyo a lot, and wanted to
be her best for her, but she just didn’t take to the idea of studying
very well. In fact she was rather down on it the minute Tomoyo
mentioned it. “Studying---”

“It’s good for your grades. Have to bring them up before final exams.”

“Hooe!” Sakura cried again, becoming more worried and stressed than
she already was. She wasn’t a particularly bad student, yet she wasn’t
a particularly good student either. Still, her highest trait was that
she tested well. When she tested, at least, she did exceptionally
well. It was the classes in between tests that troubled her the most.
Still, as Tomoyo said, she could stand to bring her grades up before
final exams regardless of whether she tested well or not.

As they ate a slight glint went across Tomoyo’s eyes and Sakura had
the suspicion that she was up to something. “Tomo-chan? What are you
thinking about?”

“Me? Nothing.”

“-----” Sakura sat there, munching, yet staring at Tomoyo intensely as
if waiting for her to admit something. Finally she did, in a soft
voice, “Cloud came to ask me for advice on how to keep Kero’s heart.”

“Kero’s heart?” she asked, confused, as Tomoyo elaborated. “I think
they’re in love, and Umi told me they’ve been a “pair” since the
beginning. But she’s feeling a little insecure about keeping his
feelings towards her strong so -- maybe --”

“Did you tell her that Kero loves video games and food?”

“I did.”

“And?” Sakura leans forward, interested all of a sudden. “She pouted
and said “Well THAT’s so obvious!” and stormed off in a huff. I think
she was hoping for bedroom tips from me.”

“Bedroom---” (Sakura turns bright red) “---h-h-h-”

“Hoe?” Tomoyo helps, to which Sakura nods her head up and down fast,
practically glowing red with embarrassment. “W-w-w-why?!? S-s-s-she’s
TOO young!!”

“Actually she’s older than mama, so she’s the right age--- you look
like your going to faint.”

Sakura’s eyes spun, her face was red like a lobster, and she was
sweating full ammo clips of sweat. “AUUGGHH!!”

“I guess maybe you weren’t ready for that yet.” Tomoyo admitted,
smiling meekly at Sakura’s reaction.

It didn’t help when five minutes later Kero came into the room asking
if Cloud was ready for sex in her present form. Sakura screamed,
cried, and hid beneath her blankets (thankfully she already finished
eating breakfast before Kero showed up). “Oh come on!” Kero yelled,
prodding her beneath her blankets as Tomoyo looked on rather
concerned, “Do we freak everytime you and Tomoyo do the nasty? Come
on!! Help me out here!!”

“WAAHHHH!!!”

“I think Sakura-chan’s having a bad day.” Tomoyo whispered, nudging
for Kero to leave. “Well that’s no good! What about our needs? We’re
grown individuals! Sure we look underaged but it’s all perfectly
legit!”

Sakura just didn’t seem to want to stop crying. Tomoyo spent five
minutes just to coax her out of her blankets, and another five to get
her to come to her “lab” kitchen on the second floor and ask for some
advice on Cloud’s predicament from the other Clow girls.

Umi, Gaia, Eve (Dark), Dawn (Light) & Fuu (the Daidouji Estates’ maid)
were all eating breakfast as Tomoyo led the rather shaky and spooked
Sakura into the kitchen to talk. Umi looked at her from head to toe,
and seemed concerned. “Have you been introducing mistress to some new
sextoys? She looks rather worn out and stressed today.”

“Maybe it’s her diet. She needs more greens.” Gaia mentioned, taking
another bite out of her spinach omelet. “Greens are always good for
growing young women.”

“Mistress needs more time in the sun.” Dawn noted, while Eve simply
replied, “She needs a good night’s sleep. After the sex of course, but
still she needs a solid sleep after the fun.”

Fuu simply asked for more eggs and didn’t add her two cents in, even
at Tomoyo’s insistence.

“So,” Umi finally asked, “How far do you think they went?”

“PHHTT!!” (Sakura spit out her drink looking flustered)

“Now or before? Because they went beyond “all the way” before if you
remember. When he was a big tiger and she was a full grown woman?
They‘d do it like animals and--- mistress? Are you OK? You look like
you‘re about to cry--- more than you are presently crying now I mean.” Gaia adds, slowly looking rather concerned.

“-----”

“Now of course! Then doesn’t count because that was then, this is
now!“ Umi remarked, ignoring Gaia’s frantic look and her “subtle”
motioning towards Sakura who looked nearly ready to faint, “I bet sex
between the two of them must be awkward as heck considering he‘s tiny,
she‘s “lolicon“ material, and---”

“Ahhhhhhhh!!!” Sakura wailed, arms waving frantically to catch Umi’s
attention, “Yes?”

“Do we need to talk about this?!? Can‘t we talk about something
else?!?””

“Uh---“ (catches Gaia’s frantic expression) “Sure, mistress. But isn’t
the topic of Kero and Cloud the reason why you asked us in here for in
the first place?”

“I’m sure Kero isn’t equipped now to handle Cloud’s needs.” Dawn
(Light) noted, “She’s been rather upset and uptight about their
“situation” for sometime now. I think she’s just frustrated that she’s
not getting any and---” (Eve (Dark) nudges her to silence her) “---oh.
Sorry. Almost got too graphic.”

Sakura was red from face to toe, obviously not needing very much to
stimulate her imagination as to what was going through Dawn’s head at
the moment. “Pwhee!!” she cried, “Why do I have to listen to this?!!?”

“Because your our mistress?” Umi replied, laying out her advice as
everyone listened with focused attentions, except for Sakura whose
attention strayed as she was frozen with shock from having to listen
to all this talk in the first place.

At that moment? Sakura wished she was somewhere else.

Tomoyo smiled, and placed her hands around Sakura’s ear to help her
drown out the words.

* * * * * *

When it came to her schoolwork one thing was abundantly clear. Sakura
Kinomoto had her strong points, and she had her weak points.

When it came to her strong points? PE was one of them.

When it came to her weak points? Math, Japanese and English was some
of them.

But Tomoyo remained persistent, and sat by Sakura’s side once again as
“Study Buddies” started, fully determined to help Sakura with her
grades.

Some were there to help, like Rebecca (History) and Eve (general
knowledge) for instances.

Some were there to learn, like Nina & Syaoran Li for starters.

Some were there because their significant others were present (Keiko).

Some were there for the promise of free food as well as because their
significant other was present (Nina, oddly enough, was there to BOTH learn and eat at the same time).

All in all one thing was clear though, they were there, and they were
there to learn.

Kero was of course banned from the room since everyone knew he would
sway people with his Dark Side powers and lure studiers off to play
video games. So he kept to his room with Cloud and played video games.
Hikaru & Mirra were present, even though their tests would be easier
to master than Sakura’s.

Still, Sakura was struggling abit. Math being the hardest for her.

It was during math study that she brought up the question of Ms.
Mitsuki.

Nobody seemed to have an answer to that one. Now, yes, truth be told
not many of the newcomers like Keiko and Nina liked Ms. Mitsuki, each
for their own reasons. Sakura? She adored her. She made her feel all
floaty. But still it wasn’t like Tomoyo. Tomoyo made her feel as if
she was skipping along heavenly clouds, Ms. Mitsuki made her feel
“floaty”. There was a difference.

Keiko shrugged her shoulders and looked baffled at the sudden mention
of her, “I don’t even know why your bringing her up. It’s not like
she’s family or a die hard close friend, she just comes and goes of
her own free will mostly.”

“Sorta like an alley cat only she doesn’t seem to go into heat every
so often -- then again she could be in heat right now and we wouldn’t
even know it which explains why she ---” (sighs) “---and Sakura’s
falling apart again so forget I mentioned anything.”

Sakura didn’t look like she could handle the topic of Ms. Mitsuki as
an alley cat, let alone one in “heat”, so Keiko redirected the topic.
“I’m sure she’s fine. I checked with the school when she “disappeared”
and they have it on record that she’s on “leave” for awhile. I don’t
know why she’s on leave, or why she didn’t leave Sakura a message, so
I’m guessing it’s personal business.”

“But still---” Sakura sighed, her head turning slightly as Tomoyo puts
her arm around Sakura’s shoulder, “I’m sure she’s just fine. We’ll see
her again.”

Sakura smiles, and leans against Tomoyo briefly, basking in the warmth
of her feelings, before going back to the numbers before her. For some
reason the numbers seemed less daunting as long as Tomoyo was giving
her help with the equations.

She knew she’d see Ms. Mitsuki again, it was only a matter of time.

* * * * * *

She wished she didn’t have to see Ms. Mitsuki, but she was part of the
“package”. As she stood in the observation room of the Medico Bay and watched over Mimic, Catherine entered the room. “She knows we’re here.” Kaho noted.

“Oh, really.” Catherine replied, noticing part of the “mirror” was
fogged up and someone had written the words “HOW MUCH LONGER?” on the
glass. Kaho leaned back in her chair as she motioned to the words,
remarking “I think she’s getting rather antsy.”

“That makes two of us.” Catherine shot back half-heartily, looking
through the glass at Mimic as she sat down, “Jack sends his love and
three new “associates” for the job.” (sighs again) “And why am I
telling you all this anyway?”

“Because we’re “partners” in crime?”

Catherine didn’t like the sound of that one bit, but Kaho elaborated,
“Without me you wouldn’t have known when Mimic was good and ready to
be “picked up”. Also you wouldn’t have known to stay out of Tokyo and
keep from recruiting while the SpellThrashers were keeping an eye out
for any Clow girl recruitment drives after Mimic’s disappearance.
Speaking of Mimic, did you think it was wise to deploy her so soon---”

“Give it a rest already.” Catherine hissed, “You don’t need to be
psychic to know that security would have been kicked up several
notches after Mimic’s disappearance. That’s common sense.”

“Is it “common sense” that Captain Lazarus called when he did? As I
said he would? Is it also “common sense” that you need me if your
ambitions are to---”

“You have ambitions too. Don’t forget that.”

“I won’t if you won’t.”

A bit of an unbearable silence fills the air as the two regard each
other, “Keiko’s right, you are creepy.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Whatever---”

Catherine stands up and motions towards Mimic who was sitting quietly
in her bed waiting, “Tell her it’s not going to be much longer. We
should be leaving soon.”

“I’ll tell her that.” Kaho agreed, looking back at the Clow girl.
“Anything else I should tell her?”

“Over your dead body.”

The doors shut behind her, leaving Kaho alone to ponder the thinly
veiled “threat”.

* * * * * *

As she re-entered her private office she re-calculated her “assets”.
She had Mimic on her team. That’s one.
Three more females were sent to her, since there was no CLAMP School the send them away to. Kaho Mitsuki. Like it or not she made five.
That left two more to go. But who---

A thin wispy feeling drifted across her mind. Short, brief, but there
nevertheless.

She felt as if someone was crying out in their mind in anguish and
pain. It was so faint she could barely hear it, but hear it she did.
Somebody was hurting badly.

Dammit. Dammit, dammit, dammit. With that feeling etching into her
mind slowly but surely she knew she had to shelf everything for now.

The mission, the work, even thoughts of her. She put them all aside
and focused on her job.

And as she teleported out she felt something else as well.

This was the break she needed to finish her team. She could feel it.
But why would she feel that now---?

Why with this feeling of dread and pain? It made no sense.

Yet. But it would soon.

Speaking of which she still had to check in on Mimic--- once she
returned.

* * * * * *

Cheerleading practice went well enough.If not for the mere fact that Sakura’s mind wasn’t focusing on her tasks. Twice she nearly dropped her baton. One time she did--- on her head.
All in all she couldn’t stop thinking about everything that had been
happening of late.

But this time it was more along the lines of the troubles with Kero and Cloud and other relationship problems than any external ills. Except one. The missing Clow Cards that she still had to capture.

The appearance of Meilin sometime ago was abit more comforting than worrying, and now Syaoran Li which was becoming a worrisome thing.
And now Kaho Mitsuki’s disappearance.

There was a lot of things going on, and Sakura was behind on most of
them. She felt rather out of the loop for someone who was charged with
protecting this world from Clow Card disasters. She wished she didn’t
feel that way, but she couldn’t help it -- it overwhelmed her at
times, her responsibilities.

Maybe Tomoyo could cheer her up. As she walked along the school
grounds after practice she heard Tomoyo’s voice. It was low, at first,
but then it started to grow.

She was singing. The voice just seemed to calm Sakura and ease away
her fears as she listened.

She let the voice lead her to where Tomoyo was practicing, if only to
watch her secretly as she sang.

As she reached the window she leaned against the wall and listened
silently, Tomoyo’s words seemingly taking her away from all her
worries and concerns and lifting her up to a place where she could
feel her burdens slipping away. She smiled, her arms wrapping around
herself as she listened. “She has a pretty voice.” she sighs.

“It is pretty.” the voice whispers from behind her, sending Sakura
spinning around in shock only to come face to face with, “Meilin?!”
she whispered in shock, Meilin motioning for her not to panic, “Shh!”
she hissed, motioning toward the windows where Tomoyo was practicing.
Sakura quickly clamped her hand to her mouth and nodded her head to
show she understood. As the two turned to listen, Meilin looked rather
distant, her eyes staring at Tomoyo yet not at her at the same time.

“Funny.” she muttered, though it seemed that she was only talking to
herself and not to Sakura at all, “I thought Tomoyo would get over
you. If she realized you and Li would be forever then -- maybe -- she
would have found room in her heart for --- for--”

“For you?” Sakura finished, to which Meilin nodded her head, “But in
the end we both got what we wanted.”

“Pwhee?” Sakura whispered, to which Meilin replied, “You got the love
of your life even if you didn’t know it would be Tomoyo, and I got the
love of my life -- strange how the ones we were meant to be with
aren’t the ones we at first fell in love with. It’s only after a lot
of trial, heartbreaks, and errors that we find our true loves.”

“That’s deep.” Sakura sighed, looking a little confused from it all,
“Xai’s been telling me that I’ve become rather deep lately in my
words. I hope that’s not a bad thing.”

“No--- maybe.”

By now Tomoyo was done with practice, noticing Sakura waiting for her
outside. As the two exchanged pleasantries and kisses, Meilin
retreated away from the quiet scene, a bit of a smile on her lips.

To Be Continued