ONE FROM FIVE
Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction
By MEE-NA       meen@asiaaccess.net.th

Disclaimer : Card Captor Sakura is CLAMP's Original work. All
characters Viz.
Video, etc., are properties of CLAMP, which are used without
permission.  So the
fictions are reserved for Entertainment Purpose Only.   Copy Right by
Clamp, first
Published by Kodensha Co. Ltd. 1996

     Acknowledgment:
Special Thanks To :
     *  CLAMP
     *  Wong Si Yuan: For very helpful suggestion
     *  All Home pages that give me the chance to post my fiction in.
Very Special Thanks To : All readers
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All events in this fiction referred to manga only thus all characters
form animation
or movies would not be reserved
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Part Two: Thinking
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The sun lingered up from horizon as every morning, shining its golden
light was
the sign of a new day began.  Living things was wakening by the
sunlight.  Birds
started to stretch their wings out for flying from their nest.  They
used their sharp
angelic voices they had, uttered in enchanting rhythmical, as if they
were singing
a song of nature.

Tomoeda was immersed with the brightness of a new day as usual.
Someone
was waking up as the light traveled to, while someone would be weaken
up later.

Even so Shaolan did not wake up since he had not slept last night.  He
just lied on
his bed and viewed out the window in his bedroom.  He waited for a new
day in
Tomoeda was tardily created.

Shaolan sat on his bed, stood up and walked to bathroom.  He took a
bath,
brushed his teeth, practiced morning training.   All his is activities
in this morning
still like every morning, but after his eldest sister had told him he
had to go home
next week….no, six days, made all things dissimilar to him.

He clothed a light yellow apron, for preparing breakfast.  The boy's
emotional
states almost soften when his eyes snatched a piece of paper on dinning
table
that noted a concise massage to him.

     [To My Dear Brother;
      If you hungry in mid-night, your Ramen is in refrigerator.
      And please don't be so sad
               Love Fuutie.]

Shaolan respired, his knew his eldest sister worried about him.  He did
not ever
want his family to worry about him, but every time he tried to hide his
sadness, his
family also knew every time as well.

After the meals were prepared, Shaolan walked to, now, Fuutie's
bedroom, in favor
of calling her to ate breakfast.  When he opened the bedroom he saw his
sister
was sleeping comfortable on her new bed, with Shiki-chan which its
stomach was
encountering the ceiling of the room, lied more than comfortable beside
its
master's pillow.

Seeing his sister and the magic creature were resting so well, he
closed Fuutie's
bedroom door.  The kindhearted boy did not want to disturb them.

When Shaolan finished his meal…..not really finished by eating the
meal, he
finished it by staring and playing his meal to full.  He washed his
plate and picked
a piece of pager, wrote some note.

     [To Fuutie-oneesan;
      I am go to school.  If you wake up your breakfast is on dinning
table.
      Don't worry anything about me, I'm fine.
               Shaolan]

He placed his note on the dinning table, grasped his school bag and
opened the
door in the main room.  Blocked Shaolan looked at the damaged door
bolt.  He
thought, <I have to fix this bolt. >  He paused woefully, <For the new
tenant who'll
live here after I leave. >  He gentle closed the door, went to school,
which ending
semester was coming in three days.

Sound of closed door woke Fuutie up.  She sat up sleepily, gazed
through closing
door of her bedroom and then Shiki-chan, which was ignorant sleeping.

Fuutie smiled, trickled its obviously seen stomach.  Her smile became a
grinned
when it did not wake up. Instead, it trundled itself like a rolled
bucket.  When she
gave the trickle attacks again, Shiki-chan also trundled its round body
again.
Sleeping Shiki-chan want to get away from something annoyed its happy
sleep.

At last, she gave up, allowed the drowsy magic creature performed its
happy sleep.
Fuutie stood up, stretched out her arms and opened her bedroom door,
rode to
the main room.  She picked a note Shaolan left to her to read the
massage.

Young woman's face saddened after she read the note. <You hide yours
feeling all
the time Shaolan, but you are not good in it.  Even Shiki-chan won't
believe you
that you're fine as you say. >

Fuutie closed her eyes to think.  She had to take him back.  Everyone
in family
missed him.  'Li' clan needed him to go back and he knew he must.  She
did not
expect the situation to be like this.  When she had arrived here she
had not told
him the reason why she came, she wanted this news was surprised, the
happy
surprised for him that he could go home as his all duties had done.

Yes, this news surprised the little boy, as she wanted to.  Only
surprising that she
got….

Since she realized that someone, who was in Japan, bounded her
brother's heart,
she was hesitated to take him back.  For Fuutie's point of view, she
still thought that
Shaolan should go home.  He was only a ten years old boy, even he acted
as if he
was not.  He stilled was a kid that should go home, go back to the
clan, go back to
their family.

She sighed, put the note down on the table, gazing at the door that her
little brother
had left.  She shook her head to clear her thought, reached to her
handbag.
She plucked two piece of paper note.  One noted Shaolan's dwelling in
Japan.
Another one was noted an address she was going to go.

She walked to bathroom for taking a bath, she thought, it was time to
wake sleepy
Shiki-chan up to go out with her to find the traces of the place she
was going to
go, made sure she would not get lose.
 

* * * * * * * * *
 

Shaolan was walking lazy on street side; it was the way to go to
school.  He looked
at the side of the path he walked to school every day.  Trees
ornamented all along
the path, all it was cherry-blossom trees.

He remembered, the first day he had walked through this path to Tomoeda
Elementary School, he had not much paid attention to it.  He, on the
contrary,
had had a strong attempt that he must gather all Clow cards as quick as
possible.
For preventing the disaster that would occur if the card scattered,
because he was
'Li', Clow Reed's relative.

When the first time he had met the girl who had been card capture, he
had
coerced her to give all cards she had at that time to him.  Coercing
girl was a
thing he never wanted to do.

But since capturing the cards was the really dangerous task, for
certain if she still
had doing it, the cards might injure her someday.  He had suspected
what
Cerberus though, why that guardian had chosen a girl to do such a
dangerous
thing?

If he had hesitated, and the cards had showed up, the girl might be in
dangerous.
Indeed the reasons had driven coercing seemed to be the best choice,
for making
the girl gave Clow cards to him as quick as possible.  For a stranger
girl's safety,
if she had hated him for coerced her, he would have to accept.

But the girl's big brother had darted in the way.  The guy made his
plan failed.
May be, it was the starting point that phlegmatically brought the boy's
attention on
the girl who had been the captor of Clow cards.

For many times that she had nearly been injured by capture the cards,
what would
happen if he had not been there at that time?

But the girl had not seemed to dread of several dangerous she had
faced. He did
not understand, even today; whether she was a stubborn girl or due to
Cerberus
instigated the girl.

He guessed it might be last one.

For him, could not only stand and looked a girl was in dangerous, even
that
person was a stranger.  It was an automatically reaction, as a male,
that he had to
protect this stranger girl.

Subsequently many things had happened, drove his mind to consequence of
unknown slowly changing.  From protecting the stranger girl as it was
male
responsibility, maturated to yearn, by his volition, to protect this
girl…

He did not know when she had started to encircle his heart.  However
since he
had known his heart, his feeling for her became so much stronger than
he could
ignore them.

As something arose in his heart, for now, Shaolan always gazed at the
cherry
blossom trees whenever he passed them.  He could not help, but the
trees made
him thought of the girl.  The girl who had been the capture of Clow
cards. The girl
who was the master of Clow card.  The girl, who was named alike the
name of
flower of the tree.  The girl named Sakura.

Once he could regain his mind again, he found himself was going into
the
school's gate.  Abruptly, A boy whose eyes were appeared to be curved
lines on
his face, Yamazaki, calling him, cut off Shaolan's commemorations.

"Good morning, Li-kun.  You come so early today."  Yamazaki approached
him

"Um," The chestnut hair nodded.

"Ah," black hair boy inhaled morning fresh air. "I love morning," he
turned to Shaolan
as they enter the school's building.  "You know, the ancient Egypt said
children
have to wake up in the morning, because children need power to survive
from the
god of sun.  Do you know why?  It because of children in that era was
so easily died
if they got a disease.   Their parent believed that if children could
get power form 'Ra',
which was the god of the sun, in the morning, they would not died if
they got a
disease.  So that was why children have to come to school in the
morning."

While babbling boy was saying the story, Shaolan was only starring at
his friend still.
He did not listen.  He would always curiously listened, as well as
totally believed
what Yamazaki often told him, in case of he had a nothing to think.

He thought back that Yamazaki was the first one who offered friendship
to him.
As friend, Yamazaki always took care of him, when he earlier was a
student of
Tomoeda Elementary School.  Besides Yamazaki always told him many
interesting
things, and he enjoyed to listen the stories. Yamazaki genuinely was a
good person.

Not only Yamazaki.  Tomoyo and all in class also was good person.
Before
Shaolan came here, he never had a chance to make friend with others
kids in his
age.  When he had a chance when he was in Japan, nonetheless he did not
know how to react with them, how to make friend with them.  It was
entirely new to
Shaolan.

On the other hand they seemed did not care, they walked to him, asked
him to be
their friend voluntarily.  This was the first time he had a friend who
not fear of him
like persons he knew in Hong Kong.

He would miss all his friends and everyone in Tomoeda…a lot.

Then he decided that he would used this three days before summer
vacation,
before he went home, to be an ordinary kid.  To talk, to smile, to
laugh, joined with
his friend before the chance with them left him.

When Yamazaki ended his bubbling, he noticed that his friend did not
listen to him
but thought something, gazing at his face.  Black hair boy send
suspicious looked
to Shaolan.

"Hm? What Li-kun?" Yamazaki asked.

"Hm?" Shaolan's brainwork was alarmed back to the reality.  "Nothing,
just
thinking," he smiled delicate warmly directly to Yamazaki.

The black hair boy's mouth hung down in shocked.  Yes, Yamazaki used to
see
Shaolan's smile before, but when the cinnamon hair did he did not aware
himself
that he smiled.  This was the first time Shaolan intentionally to smile
directly straight
to Yamazaki.

The boy put one hand on Shaolan forehead.  "Hmm… no fever.  Li-kun, are
you okay?"
Yamazaki asked worrisome.

Shaolan send confused blinked twice to Yamazaki; "I'm fine. What
wrong?"

Yamazaki drew his own hand from Shaolan's forehead, "N-No, nothing."
Yamazaki did not instructed anything further but thought,
<May be, it is going to rain. >  He turned his face up to the bright
sky of the morning.
<Poor thing, I'm not bring an umbrella with me today. >

When Shaolan entered classroom, he paid his delicate smile and greeted
all
students in class. Doubtless, they all were shocked, and did exactly
the same what
Yamazaki had done, patted Shaolan's head, checking for his pyrexia and
thought.
<Today is going to rain, > they thought.

"Good morning," two sharp cheerful voices greeted everyone in class.
It was Sakura
and Tomoyo who held a paper bag in her left hand.

"Good morning," Shaolan smiled, greeted the girls.

It took few seconds for Sakura and Tomoyo to gather each other
consciousness
back to the occurrence, when they saw the boy was smiling to them.  He
might be
happy because his sister came in Japan, the girls thought, before they
greeted him
back.

"Good morning, Li-kun." They said, as they sat on their seat.

Tomoyo gave the paper bag she brought to Shaolan.  In side it was
videotapes,
certainly, it was the videotape Tomoyo had promised to give to Fuutie.

At the same time that Shaolan took the bag, Sakura said amiably, "You
look very
happy today, Li-kun.  I guess because Fuutie-san's in Japan, isn't it?"

"U-Um," He stammered uncomfortable.

"Li-kun, what business Fuutie-san has to do in Japan?"  Tomoyo
beautiful voice
asked.

Shaolan's face saddened but he quickly hid it, by his smiling mask,
smiling to
the girls.  "N-Nothing, just travelling."

Shaolan did not know how to tell Sakura that he was going home.  He did
not even
know that how could he bring himself to tell her.  Sakura's sad face
was what he
never ever wanted.

However the boy's mask could not cover what he wanted to hide from
Tomoyo's
excellent eyesight.  She perceived Sakura through the lens of video
camera for a
long time.  As if a photographer, she could snatch something, some tiny
emotion
that others could not.

<Something wrong with him? >  Tomoyo could assure Shaolan tried to
enshroud
something.  He was, same as Sakura in this point, not a good liar.

During the bright fresh morning of school day, summer drizzly rain
fell.

<As expect, > all students in Sakura's class commented for the natural
phenomenon, which had given a presage they could betoken it was going
to
happen.  Excluded three persons, Sakura, Tomoyo and the last one, who
was a
presage of the natural phenomenon, Shaolan.

Rain fell throughout of the morning before stopped.  No one, but only
God could
comprehend whether Shaolan's extraordinary smile or his sorrow that
caused
the rain.
 

* * * * * * * * *
 

At the apartment, in afternoon, young woman opened the door of
Shaolan's
dwelling, this time she did not used any of her special techniques, but
used a key
her brother gave her.

Fuutie and Shiki-chan just came back from business, she had gone out in
the
morning.  She dressed a white suit with long brown shin length fit
skirt.  The outfits
she wore today appeared more formal. Depleted of energy Fuutie eyed
down to
her wristwatch.  It was one twenty six o'clock.

<Ah! What's climate in Japan?!  Rain in morning, burning hot in
afternoon!
I'm tied, tied, tied.  I want to take a bath! Want to have a nap! >

Fuutie quickly grasped a towel, walked to bathroom left Shiki-chan
outside.
Climate-Hot and humid made her mood spoiled.  Taking a bath was the
wonderful
cure for her mood.   Every woman loved to bathe.

For a period of time, joyous and relax Fuutie came out from bathroom
with a scent
of fresh clean perfume soap.  She glanced at Shiki-chan, saw it was
playing
something.  She curiously peered over Shiki-chan's fin, wanted to know
what it was
playing with.  That was a paper note Shaolan had left to her before she
had out.
Instantaneous, the note drove her to a memory of her sorrowful reaction
of little
brother.

She slumped herself down on a sofa in the main room, she thought that
she knew
what was the cause of her little brother sadness…departing from
Sakura-chan.
No one on the earth wanted to see to cause of unhappiness of person
they loved,
unless they were somewhat psychopaths.

Should she take him home? She thought about it, since she saw the
reaction of her
little brother on last night.

Shaolan had to be the leader of 'Li' clan.  This was the most
heavyweight thing and
Shaolan had strong intention to do it by himself, by his own will.  He
got hold of it as
his duty that he had to do.

Notwithstanding in account to be the leader, he was going to departing
from the
girl he loved.  Was it fair for him? She thought.  Fuutie cogitated she
had to do
something but what?

If she insisted to bring him back home, ripped him from Sakura, no
doubt he
would be sad, and she did not want to destroy the picture of her
brother happiness.
But if he did not go back home, It was disgraceful to the clan.  Even
Shaolan
himself, certainly did not to disgrace to the clan he cherished.

What she could do? She thought.

She rested her head on her both hands behind her neck, gazing to the
ceiling of
the room. <If I know more about the situation…> On the spur of the
moment she
jumped on her feet, <That's it!  For helping Shaolan, I needed more
information,
may be I can make some solutions out, > she thought.

Corresponding with the situation, a detective spirit haunted her.   She
clapped her
hands in determination.  Little boy did not come yet.  It was a great
opportunity to
perform her investigation.

"First rule of detective Fuutie," she held her right fist straight up
to the air, "Search
the data I needed form things near the target."  She quickly gripped
Shiki-chan's fin,
 "Come on assistance Shiki-chan.  It's time for looking for an
information."

Detective Fuutie and temporary assistance Shiki-chan moved stealthily,
swift
entered Shaolan's bedroom, starting her investigation.

In Shaolan's bedroom, everything were arranged and clean, easy for the
temporary detective Fuutie to ransack… no, not ransack, to search for
more s
elective information that would be support her plan to help her little
brother.

She expertly searched for the selective information she wanted every
centimeter in
the bedroom.  All a sudden her eyes arrested a notebook, which looked
like a diary,
on a desk.   <It might be Shaolan diary, > she thought, while grasped
the diary in
quick curiously.

<Shaolan, I don't want to pry your private things.  But for your sake,
I can't let trifling
things be hindrances in helping you. >  Fuutie reasoned out before
excitedly
opened the diary.  What she excused appeared manifest opposite with
what she
was doing.

Fuutie and Shiki-chan sat down on Shaolan's bed and began to read
things the
boy had written in the diary.  What events he had passed through.  What
was he
thought.  What was in his mind.  How he lived in Japan.  The school,
teachers,
his friends, his fight with Cerberus, his glaring fight with Touya
and…Sakura.
All was put down in to his diary.

For many times while she was reading, Fuutie would had distracted
smiles were
garnished on her face.

How much Shaolan wanted to make friend with other.  How many times he
tried to
smile, but his dead strenuous face did not obeyed to him.  Fuutie too,
could not
imagine how do he looked if he had a cheerful smile on his little face.
She could
sense Shaolan's rosy burnished red aura.  This aura same as yesterday
she had
teased the little boy, when she read what he had described about
Sakura.  Fuutie
laughed softly when she read his thinking in the diary.  How much
Tomoyo teased
him about Sakura.  His dramatic bad luck every time, when he tried to
confess his
feeling to Sakura.

She was surprised when she knew that someone in Japan dared to have
glaring
fight with Shaolan.  No one in Hong Kong dared to do it, specifically
that person
was Sakura's big brother.  Kero-chan was not count.  However, by what
the boy had
written, he did abominate neither Kero-chan nor Sakura's big brother.

Fuutie beamed lightly.  Everyone in Tomoeda was good person.  Her
brother had
much good memories, while he was here.

The last page had been read.  Fuutie closed the diary, let a
downhearted breath
out.  She lied her back down on the bed she sat, still holding the
diary in her hand.

She coiled her head on a side, observed the diary.  <Poor Shaolan, now
I all
understand, why he looked so much hurt. >  Fuutie closed her eyes,
tried to think
how to help the pathetic boy.

What could she do?  She recalled to herself.  Told their mother that
Shaolan did
not want to go home now, because Shaolan loved Sakura?

In case if Fuutie told her, unequivocally their mother absolutely would
help Shaolan,
as much as her all effort could.  Though the effort their mother had,
not much
enough to break the long chronicled rule of the clan.  May be what
their mother
could do was only extended the time, allowed Shaolan to stay in Japan
longer

So what?  Postponed the day to go back?

And Shaolan loved Sakura, in precocious case, if he wanted to marry
her.

So what?  Shaolan still had to go back, to be the leader of the clan,
and not to
mention he had to marry another girl that the honor elders of 'Li' clan
would
arrange for him.  .

As the family that had long tradition history, 'Li' family still
endured the traditional
Chinese custom.   Everyone of 'Li' clan had to married by arrangement
by honor
elders of clan, who would make the consideration.  For maintain pride,
high-mightiness of the clan.  No one could reject.   Leader or not,
they all had to
follow, no matter whom…

Their Father also had married their mother by arrangement of honor
elders.
However, very good and lucky things that drove their parents had fallen
in love with
each other at the first sight they had met.

She really wished Shaolan would get that lucky.  But since her little
brother would
faced the problems some day.  Would Postponement be a good choice?
That
only pushed all various unresolved problems away.

For Fuutie herself, she already had a secret plan for this problem.  If
she had to
marry someone she did not love by arrangement of honor elders, she
would
elope…  That only was a plan among innumerable emergency plan she had
on
her head.

Nevertheless, this plan did  not work with Shaolan, she fully
understood it.

Shaolan was only one son from five siblings.  He had been being tough
that
himself was bone for the clan, since he was a little boy than he was
today.
Congratulation for the excellent teaching, that thinking was etched on
his brain,
in his innate character.  Shaolan always thought of the clan before
himself.  He
always valued the clan worthier than himself; he would never abandon
'Li' clan,
for his own happiness…

It was not meant Shaolan cherished 'Li' clan more than Sakura he loved.
It was
meant he cherished  'Li' clan, treasured 'Li' clan as the same he
cherished
treasured Sakura.  He treasured the both of them more than his own
self.
However when he had to chose one form the two.  When the line of love
and the
line of duty were parallels that would not intercept with each other,
he chose
'Li' clan.

Not odd for Shaolan if he would make that decision.  Sakura herself
according his
diary seemed not aware of his feeling, as long as he did not tell her.

It was clear visible.  He meant to kept his feeling, not let the girl
knew, and left the
girl who was his beloved as a friend.  If he left her as a friend, it
would not hurt
Sakura.  Like the teacher named Mizuki and a part of Clow recantation,
Eriol
that the girl missed them but not hurt.

Withal if someone asked who would be hurt most?  That person was
Shaolan.
No one but him…  Only him….

Shaolan still was Shaolan Fuutie knew.  Shaolan that kinder than
anyone.
Shaolan that gentler than anyone.  Shaolan that honest than anyone.
Shaolan
that…altruistic than anyone, and that also made him hurt than anyone.

The thought of the question that should she took him home, was
wrestling around
and around Fuutie's head.  She knew she should and had to bring the boy
back
home.

<You always want him happy like other ordinary person could get, but
you're
going to ruin his happiness with your bare hand? > Another part was
screaming
to protest.  She closed her eyes lift her palm of her free hand to
cover her eyes,
to think.  How could she do?

Then flicked herself up to sit, <Hey! But consulting mother was not a
bad choice.
I might get some good idea. >

She peeked at an alarm clock on the top of Shaolan's bed.  It was three
forty o'clock, which was close to the time school ended, she guessed it
was.
She jumped to stand up.  She had a plan to remedy sorrowfulness of the
youngest
brother, even this could not help much, but it still worth.

<Today I'll make a wonderful dinner for him.  But before that I have to
call
mother... > She paused, as she realized that she had a little problem
now.

<How 'Collect money at terminal' was pronounced in Japanese? >
 

* * * * * * * * *
 

The rest of the day, Shaolan acted as usual, but one thing was added,
his smiles.
He seemed to very cheerful today, talked and smiled like an ordinary
kid, which
was odd to his ordinary behavior.

Almost all students in class inquired the cinnamon hair boy, worried
that he might
be ill.  Yamazaki tried to drag him to school's nursing room when
seeing the Chinese
boy soft laugh, but the boy affirmed them that he was all-fine.

Even everyone was shocked by his absolutely new behavior; however they
also
appreciated that Shaolan had a good smile, which was good thing.  If he
did
not smiled because he was not to be ill, it meant he happy, and they
loved to
see their friend happy.

Although everyone had that positive thought, but only Tomoyo did not
think so.
Something dead wrong with cinnamon hair boy, and he was trying to,
somewhat,
enshroud that thing under his smiling mark.  No one could point out for
the reason
that they too busied to surprise with the new things Shaolan did.
Albeit the new
behavior induced Tomoyo's attention focused on him all day, despite the
fact that
not much as attention she had on Sakura.

The last period of today was ended with an acquainted long ringing
sound
echoed implied as a signal.  Everyone said goodbye and separated form
each
another, made their way home.

Sakura, Tomoyo and Shaolan, who was holding the pager bag in his hand,
walked out from the elementary school.

"Good bye, see you two tomorrow, Tomoyo-chan, Li-kun."  Sakura smiled,
waved her hand to the kids behind her.

"Good bye, see you tomorrow, Sakura-chan." The long black hair girl
smiled
backed to her dearest friend.

When Sakura was turning to her own way, Shaolan called her.
"S-Sakura,"

"Ho-e? What, Li-kun?"  The girl responded as she smiled adorably,
looked at the
boy in front of her.

Shaolan uncomfortable lightly blushed.  He had a full talent to
increase his blood
pressure whenever he faced his beloved.  He looked at the girl
meaningfully a
second, hesitated to say something to her, but for some reason, he
changed his
mind.

"N-Nothing, good bye," Shaolan said, his face turned to presence a
gentle smile
to Sakura, grief, pain were under his mask.

"Ho-e?" The boy's gesture baffled Sakura, however she smiled brightly
back
at her two friends.  "Bye, see you tomorrow."  She swirled, and
disappeared
quickly on her path, left the two kids.

View of Sakura disappeared, Tomoyo's grievance calm face revolved to
Shaolan
who was staring at an image of unseen Sakura in front of him.

"Li-kun, are you all right?" Tomoyo asked.

Shaolan turned to looked at her, <Why today I've been asked this
question so many
time? >  He suspected.  "I'm all right, not sick," he said with equally
voice, turned to
look at the path Sakura had left.

Tomoyo shook her head slightly and said, "That's not what I mean."

Perplexed Shaolan looked back to the long hair girl aside him, as she
continued
by using her gentle tone in her voice.  She gazed straight to his eyes,
delicate
expression, as if she could read his mind.  "Yes, you don't get any
sick, but you are
upsetting."

Her statement forced Shaolan's eyes widen, looked at her again, as she
did not
break the eye contract.  Beholding the boy reaction made she knew she
got in
right way.  "Is it associates to why Fuutie-san come here?"  Tomoyo
paused,
waiting for the boy's answer.

"U-Um," cinnamon hair boy, standing still, nodded.  His melancholia was
revealed.

>From Shaolan totally new odd behaved all school day, his melancholy
which to
be seen now, and if all of it was annexed with why Fuutie came in
Japan.  Only
one thing could pop up on Tomoyo's intellect.

"Is it about going back to Hong Kong?"

The words made Shaolan stunned.  He twisted his face away from Tomoyo,
void
eye contract.  What he tried to enshroud was hauled out by her
intelligence.
However, he thought, recently they would know this, even if he still
did not know how
to tell them.  It was not bad if Tomoyo could find out by herself.

"Um," he lightly nodded.

"When?" Little surprised Tomoyo asked.  She, now rightfully anxieties
over
anticipated events.

"Next six days," he said evenly tone.  His pair of sad eyes was staring
along a path
in front of him.

Two kids were under the magic spell of silence of a while.  Tomoyo
could only
stared at Shaolan.  He was a very kind person. His kindness seemed to
extend
unlimitedly if it was associated with Sakura.   Tomoyo knew Shaolan did
not loved
Sakura less than she did.   He ceaselessly protected Sakura.  He
infinitely thought of
Sakura first before his own, ready and willing to do anything for
Sakura's happiness,
for Sakura who he loved.

Separating from the person who was beloved was truthfully hurt, and
now….
Shaolan was confronting with that hurt.   She could feel pain and hurt
were
furiously burning under his utterly tranquil facial expression.

"You're going to tell Sakura-chan, but you change your mind, because
you don't
want to make her sadden for what you are going to tell her, don't you?"

Shaolan heartless swayed his head, his face was drank down slightly.
"That's one part, I rather don't know how to tell her that's another."

"Do you… really have to go?" Tomoyo's orate was more like requested him
for
reconsideration than a question.

The boy gave her a nod, his eyes becalmed, miserable calmed. "I must."

His two words caused Tomoyo's persuading ability knocked off.  It was
the truth
that he must go back to his clan.  It was the truth that she could not
debate.  But…

"What about your feeling for Sakura-chan?"  Tomoyo asked.  Shaolan felt
like he
was galvanized by the name, emotionless stunned, as he already prepared
himself
to took this pain.  Tomoyo continued, "Would you going to tell her your
feeling?"

The girl gasped, flapped the tip of her four fingers to shut her mouth
when she saw
the boy face darken painfully.  His jaw was clinched tight, appeared
like this was a
big unassailable wall he built to defend; not to countenance his
emotion was
detonated.  His both hands that were clenched stringent into fists were
grappling all
control he had, and arrested it into him.  Not to lose his all control
he was endeavoring
to maintain.

The cinnamon hair boy took air into his lunge, used his all strength to
open his mouth
to answered the interrogation.

"No," Tomoyo's eyes widen reacted to the answer of the evenly voice
replied her,
as he went forward.  "I'll leave…her as a friend."

"Li-kun…"

Shaolan's totally insensate voice of composure interrupted. "Do you
remember
what we talk in latest festival?"

Tomoyo thought back to the festival that Sakura had made Yukata for
Shaolan as a
gift for thank.  It was after Sakura realized that who Yukito loved
most was not herself.
At the time when Tomoyo had gave comment about Sakura's new feeling to
Yukito,
the feeling that he was one of her family now.  Along with it, Tomoyo's
question that
asked Shaolan that he had not told Sakura how he felt yet?

But Shaolan had said, [I saw how hard she was trying to be strong,
trying not to cry,
around him.  If he saw her cried, he would trouble because he hurt her
feeling.  She
knows how it feels when the person you love isn't the person that loves
you.  If I told
her how I feel, she would think of my sadness.  It would cause trouble
for her...  So I
will not tell her. ]

However Tomoyo had convinced him that Sakura was not a person who would
be
sad so long.   If Shaolan told Sakura how he felt that his feelings
would get through
to her, she thought, he would get a very Sakura-like answer.   Shaolan
seemed more
convinced by her words, not to give up to tell Sakura his feeling
again.

Ended the flashed back, Tomoyo nodded quietly, "Yes," she said

"You said Sakura isn't a person who keep sad for long, so I would mean
to tell her
after she finished her observation at Tokyo Tower, but many incident
happen.  I still
have not told her yet.  Sure, I mean tell her if…."  His words trailed
off, trying to clear
his throat.  "I'm not going to leave…"

"But if she know later, she'll terrible sad."  She protested

"She'd not know," he said made Tomoyo stunned, she was going to make
another
protest, but was cut off.  "Because if I tell her now, it would make
her more sad.
On the other hand, if I'm not saying anything and…leave as a friend who
goes back
home.  She'd only miss me as a friend, but not hurt or keep sad so
long."

The returning of her word made Tomoyo speechless.  The situation
changed, he
was going to leave Japan, going to leave Tomoeda, going to left Sakura.

Shaolan took another deep breath and turned to look at Tomoyo, "You
love Sakura
too and you don't want to see her sad, do you?"  Tomoyo nodded, he was
staring
in the girl's eyes still. "So, don't tell her what I feel about her,"
he said without
emotion, "This'd be the best for Sakura."

Again that the girl's eyes was widen.  <He meant it, > she thought.  It
was
understandably seen like she was looking throughout a transparent
plastic that
covered his thinking.

Still Tomoyo did not argue as a sharp keen pike of cunning that was
protracting
on his face, radiance of elegant emitted from him, was piercing her.
No any sight
of embarrassment when he was around Sakura, or when Tomoyo teased him.
Nor character of a sinless boy that easily believed all the
not-all-matters-were-the-truth stories form Yamazaki.

All Tomoyo could sense was power.   The power of the great leader that
could lead
people, undeniably and willingly to do in that way he wanted.   The
power of the
future leader of 'Li' clan named Li Shaolan.

Seeing she silenced, Shaolan took that was her acceptation for his
request.
Then his facial expression switched to be a forced lightly sad simpered
to
Tomoyo, "Thanks for Videotapes, I'll return it to you before I go."

He did not gave Tomoyo a chance to talk, as he walked away, even she
had, she
still did not know what to talk.  He did not say why he must go back to
Hong Kong,
but the reason could be know.

[Shaolan must carry all hope and responsibility of our clan.  He never
has a
chance to live or even acts like other ordinary children in his age.
He completely
aware what is bounding him.]  Fuutie's speech was echoing in the girl's
head as
she began to walk home.

Tomoyo could not frigid with the situation. It was a right thing that
he had to go
home, to his family even his clan did not bind him.

<He means to keep it and hurt his own heart? >  Tomoyo thought

Although he was true, when things went in this way, if Sakura did not
know, she
would not hurt…  but could Tomoyo do that?  Could she let he left while
things still
clouded?  What about Sakura?  Longhair girl thought.

She let her quiet sigh out.  Even she did not know what to talk, but
she felt she
wanted to have something to talk with Fuutie.
 

* * * * * * * * *
 

Fuutie was in kitchen, wore an apron, making her wonderful dinner she
planned
for delighting her little brother.  However she seemed dead purely
absenting mind,
pondering something, something that could help her poor brother.

Meanwhile sleeping Shiki-chan was got away from awful hot climate of
summer
by comfortable dipping in pot, which had poured some water, beside its
master.
Although Shiki-chan was a magic creature but fish still was a fish, as
natural instinct,
all fish loved water.

Sound of the door in the main room was opening cause Fuutie to gaze who
was
coming.  It was Shaolan came back from school, holding the videotapes
paper
bag and a new door bolt.  She walked to him with a delicate smile
dressed-up
on her face.

"You're back Shaolan," Fuutie cheerfully greeted him.

"U-Um," cinnamon hair boy replied.  For Shaolan, he had living alone
for a while,
undoubtedly that he did not used to have someone welcome him when he
was
home.  He took off his shoes, handed the paper bag to his sister.
"It's Videotape
you want to borrowed yesterday, Fuutie-oneesan"

"Really??" Fuutie excitingly took the bag form him, "Wow! Tomoyo-chan
is a very
good girl."  Mild smiling, as she placed the bag on sofa and said,
"Shaolan you look
tired, why don't you take a bath or have some rest?"  She covered the
pot, which
Shiki-chan was sleeping in, which was beside her by its cap, while gave
her dear
brother kindly look, beaming at him. "I'll cook dinner today and will
call you when all
is ready."

"Um," he hesitantly stepped to his own bedroom.  A little while later
he peered out
from his bedroom, "Fuutie-oneesan," he called, "if you need some help
you can
call me."

Fuutie reversed to see anxious boy, while put the pot on gas stove in
the kitchen.
"Oh! Brother, you always concern about me.  Thanks, don't worry
anything, I can
do all myself." Scintillating beamed she lit fire to boiled water as
she planned to
make some soup, unaware that her magic creature was in the pot that now
on
the gas stove.

"Um," he gave a nervy responded, shut his bedroom door softly.

Shaolan never saw or knew his eldest sister could cook, at home in Hong
Kong,
they had a chef to cook.  Her fingers might be cut by a knife she
held…nay, he did
not think so.  His eldest sister was an expert in using knifes, even
used as sharp
weaponry, she would do not let herself injured.  Test of her food? …
Just ate and
knew, he thought.  For himself, he had occasionally learned from the
chef.  It
helped him lots while he was living alone in Japan.

He threw himself on his bed, blanked gazing at the ceiling of his
bedroom.
<Sakura…> that was what he thought before he was catching some Z's
drifted his
consciousness.

Still in the kitchen, Fuutie walked through, to sofa looked in the
pager bag.  There
had a photo album and four to five videotapes.  She took videotape and
read its title.
"Sakura-chan's rival appears."  She grasped another, "Sakura-chan and
Li-kun in
festival, Sakura-chan in School's annual festival [Sleeping beauty]."
Fuutie laughed
softly when she thought of Shaolan princess.  "Sakura-chan confronted
Yue, final
judgement, wow!" Fuutie exclaimed.  "It's arranged like a videotape
rental shop."

Fuutie smiled, arranged all she had dismantled in the bag, placed it
beside an
armrest's side of sofa.  <Tomoyo-chan is really love Sakura-chan.>

She propelled her own body sat down on the sofa, sigh.  She had already
told their
mother, as expected, what mother could do was only delay the date
Shaolan had to
go back, but not so long.  But unexpected from their mother was she
said that as a
leader of clan, Shaolan had to sacrifice.

<Sacrifice…> she broke, <Yes, he have to, but Baa!! I've never thought
mother
have that thinking! > She rocked her body back and forth for a moment,
frowning,
as she annoyed herself that could not make anything out to help little
brother.
<May be, you would only heart broken, Shaolan. >  She sighed, let
egg-shape
chine fell down to her clavicle.

All train of though blocked Fuutie to be alerted by the rattling sound
that came from
the pot.  Minutes later the pot turned to silence.  A minute later
again, Fuutie started
to search around, something that always on her side missing.

<Where is Shiki-chan? >  Fuutie stood up, walked for checking over her
magic
creature.

She headed into her bedroom, "Shiki-chan?"

Nothing.

In her bathroom, "Shiki-chan?"

Nothing.

She carefully opened Shaolan's bedroom.  Catching Shaolan was sleeping,
she
took a quick seek around the room, did not want to bother the sleeping
boy.

Nothing.

She closed the door quietly.

Panic began to cover her as she could sense a bad omen.  She thought
that her
Shiki-chan was facing with something dead horror.  Who could
prognosticate what
was the magic creature's fate would be?  Fuutie wandered around the
main room,
peered under sofa, table, each cupboard, and each drawer.

"Shiki-chan, Shiki-chan, Shiki-chan, Where are you??"

Nothing.

<Shiki-chan never goes far from me, where's Shiki-chan?!>

Panic began to rise more and more became to be angry, but was cut off
by the
sound of boiling water.  She opened the pot's cap, still looked around
for her
magic creature, let the snort sound of threat out, "Hmmp! Go out to
wander alone
and did not tell me, make me worry.  What's a punishing fish!"

Fuutie scooped the raw stuff to make some soup she planned to make a
wonderful
meal for Shaolan.  About to put in to the pot, but stopped when she
looked in to the
pot and found…

Shaolan's bedroom was tided in the steam of silence.  He was sleeping
deeply
peacefully on his bed.  He felt dire tried, as he had not slept since
yesterday.
What was he dreaming? All things.  His family, 'Li' clan, Hong Kong,
his friends in
Japan, the day he had to go home, the day he had to leave Sakura…

His sleep was interrupted by Fuutie's shrillness sharp voices like
fire-engine's siren
when they had to extinguish somewhere that to be on fire.

"AHHH!!!!!!!!!!  SHIKI-CHANNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He sudden was wakening up with a start.  His sister had screamed, what
were
dangerous things happened to her Shiki?!  He jerked himself up from his
bed to
rush out of his bedroom to the kitchen where his sister was.

"Fuutie-oneesan!"  He saw his sister was safe but crying, "What happ-"
his
interrogative sentence was skipped when he saw his sister taking the
red-like-boiled-shrimp magic creature up with a ladle.

Sobbing Fuutie turned to him with her wet eyes. "S-Shi-Shiki-chan's
already be a
boiled fish, Shiki-chan already die" she burst out of crying to end her
words, which
the boiled fish, Shiki-chan was sprawling still on a ladle in her hand.

Shaolan was speechless a second, before he could collect his own
consciousness and began to comfort his sister.  "F-Fuutie-oneesan
c-clam down,
I think Shiki didn't die yet." <I hope so, > he added last comment to
himself.

Shaolan ran rapidly to his sister.  He poured some cool water to the
sink in the
kitchen, and set the boiled magic creature from ladle soaked into the
sink.
Shaolan and sobbing Fuutie observed Shiki-chan.  Shaolan used his right
index
finger prodded the fish, which kept afloat still.

No reaction.

The sibling was dismayed in the first try.  Fuutie was sniffling as
Shaolan's
palpated Shiki-chan again.

No any reaction.

Fuutie started to cry, harder than previous one.  Their performing to
rescues the
magic creature's life did not work.  "Shiki-chan already die!" She
cried out, used
her both hand covered the wetness of tear from her eyes.

Shaolan used the last method, he could think to revive Shiki-chan, he
lifted his
hand up, slapped the coma magic creature hard as he could.

Once.

No any reaction at all.

Twice.

Hopeless, Shiki-chan was still floating, motionless…Fuutie sank into
her knees
cried even harder.  Cognizing that the efforts were useless, Shaolan
put his hand
down, the magic creature had gone.  It was cooked to death…

He stared grieving mournfully at Shiki-chan who was floating on the
water, but on
the spur of the moment blinked.  He felt he saw the magic creature was
stirring
lightly.

He shook his crying sister beside him,  "Fuuite-oneesan! Look! Shiki
still alive!"

Hearing the news, Fuutie dashed to hug the magic creature, which was
now
drifted fast as it could to its master, scared of nearly-die-experience
it had faced
minute ago.  Both of them were crying.

"I thought you're cooked!" She cried out.

Looking the magic creature was safe he sighed in relieved.  After the
minute of
agitation passed, he brought back the horror event to reconsider.  Did
it funny?
A magic creature could be cooked to death?

He shook his head, however, <I guess I won't want to eat fish for a
long time, >
he thought.

As the consequence, Fuutie's plan for wonderful dinner was ended with
two
cup-noodles.  Shiki-chan was lied peacefully on Fuutie's bed,
recuperating itself.
Still, Shaolan imagined he would love to eat a cup-noodle than
Shiki-chan
self-sacrificed soup.

Today was another the most fatigued day in Shaolan's life.  He did not
hungry,
more than eating he needed a sleep.  He ate only half of noodle.

"I'm full," he said, stood up to clean his chopsticks.  He headed to
his bedroom,
reappeared terrible weary.

"S-Shaolan," Fuutie called him, her little brother turned to responded
her.  She
felt guilty her plan failed furthermore made the boy looked more badly.
She had
to say something to bring up the boy's emotion but what.  Anguished
sister was
seeking something to say awhile

"W-What about your dinner?"  <Aw!!! I said that silly again!!  Why
can't I say
something better than this?!> She reproached herself.  "I-I mean you
just eat little,"
she salvaged her statement.

Shaolan was standing still, staring at her, listening to his sister
patiently.
"I'm not hungry," he replied glacial tone, opened his bedroom door and
entering
but then he stopped.  He whirled to Fuutie, "Fuutie-oneesan," he called
his sister
by applying serene voice caused her face looked at him.  The face of
cinnamon
hair boy pacified his sister. "I'm fine, really.  Thank you," the door
was shut smoothly
after the words were spoken out.

Fuutie simpered gratefully, Shaolan was a very good boy, she thought.
It was her
brother who comforted her, for her failure.  Nonetheless her failure
still clung on
her mind, <Tomorrow! I swear I'll cook the wonderful dinner for you,
Shaolan! >
She clinched her fists staring out at the night sky of Tokyo with the
fire of her full
intention, as the sky was the witness.

After she cleaned all things she messed, she picked the videotapes she
borrowed.
Turned on the television and video player, put a video in the video
player, lowed the
voice volume of television.  She did not want to disturb her little
brother's rest.

When the tape was played, she sat down on sofa, survival Shiki-chan
drifted out
from the bedroom to its master.  Fuutie held her two hands out took
hold of its round
body to her arms.  She caressed its seemed-to-be-forehead fondly,
smiled to the
magic creature.

"Are you okay?" She asked in concern.

Shiki-chan rolled its own body side by side implied that 'Yes master,
I'm all right,
see?'

When Fuutie appeared that she did not truly believe, it rolled quicker
and quicker
tried to reassert her it was all right, till caused it felt dizzy.
Shiki-chan's adorable
act induced Fuutie giggled.

"Okay, okay, stop roll yourself, I believe you."

Dazzled Shiki-chan dropped down on Fuutie's lap softly, as it saw the
world
around could spin.  Fuutie patted the magic creature, while she watched
the
video, one by one.

Watched Sakura captured the 'Shadow' card, it seemed this event had
occurred
too soon after Shaolan come in Japan.  <Wow! Sakura-chan's so cute,
Tomoyo
have the excellent talent in making outfit.  Bah! Why Shaolan was so
serious
pretentious?  Oh! That yellow rat door might be Cerberus, how cute! >

Watched Sakura in annual school festival.  Everyone was so cute,
especially the
boy who was the witch, he was very well acquainted with the plot of a
story, she
thought.  She could not help but burst out to laugh when she watched
princess
Shaolan footslogged out to the platform, he was so cute.  But he acted
not like a
princess.  He acted like he was bluffing, and ready to punch the king
and the
queen.  Sakura was so good and well acquainted with the role of the
prince!
Regrettable the kissing screen was interrupted, according to the
videotape and
Shaolan diary; it was the Clow card.

Fuutie watched the final judgement form Yue, <Cruel, > she commented.

When she watched Sakura and Shaolan were confronting with the large
pitfall in
the penguin king garden and the invisible threads.  Fuutie was
surprised she saw
another Shaolan's picture that she had never seen before, exploding of
his
emotions like this.  Anxious, worry, panics about Sakura's safety.

She used almost all the night time watched the videos one by one while
Shiki-chan gave up in during mid-night, sleeping on its master's lap.

Watching the last videotapes, Sakura and Shaolan in Japanese festival.
<These guy might be Sakura-chan's big brother and… another one…. He is
another form of Yue?!  What's total dissimilar personality?! >

She could foreknow them all form Shaolan diary.  Seeing Shaolan was
wearing
yukata Sakura made, and he blushed whenever he was around her, Fuutie
could
assure her little brother was in love with Sakura, ascertainable
profoundly truly in
love with Sakura.

Fuutie, instead of want to tease her brother, she sympathized with him.
She stared
at her little brother through his bedroom door.  She sighed in pity.
As much as he
loved the girl, as much as he hurt.

When she finished to wash all the videotapes, the dark night sky was
nearly over
by visitation of the sun.  The new morning was setting.

Fuutie yawned, felt asleep.  She arranged all videotapes in the paper
bag and
head to her bedroom, brought Sleeping Shiki-chan with her.  She threw
away
her body to lay on her bed.

On account of Shaolan would never abandon the clan, would never throw
off the
chain of his responsibility to 'Li' clan.  This was one thing he chose
to accept by his
decision,  'Li' clan needed Shaolan, needed him to be the leader of the
clan.  And
Shaolan she knew would never do anything that he would consider, as it
was
egoistic, even for other perceives was what they had their right to
get.

Forthwith she thought she knew what was she could do for him.  It might
be only
one thing she could do for him now in Japan.  In addition for achieving
her plan,
she needed someone to collaborate, and she knew who could be the best
to
help her.

"That's it!" Fuutie exclaimed softly like she was whispering.  "If that
person
collaborate, all will succeed."

She quickly lied down to flop, sneaked herself under blanket, as she
planned
for the new project for her brother.
 

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(01/05/2000)
To Be Continue Next
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As I must confess to you, this is my first CCS fiction& first fiction
that I succeed to
send it to home page. ^-^  So it might not good as others but I will
try to improve
myself, as CLAMP's thick fan I swear next will coming in few mouth.
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          Babbling With Mee-na About All Names In The Story:
(For the readers who mind to read this)

Aloha! All dear readers ^-^ This time is chitchat about the name
     Let begin with the title name 'One From Five', well for these
title you could know
it easily, what this name implies after you read this part.  Who's
relate with this
number?  Who's only one son forms all five sibling? Yes! It was Shaolan
^--^ as this
fiction seem to be totally his story. ^--^ Ha Ha

     For 'Fuutie' I picked her name from the list names of CCS the
movie, but the list
didn't tell who is the eldest sister.  It forced me to used my secret
method.  The
randomly picks and got her name.  ^--^ Ha Ha.  But actually I don't
know what
about the real Fuutie in the movie is, so this Fuutie and Shiki-chan
come from
my imagination.  If you don't like them. I'm sorry +_+

     For 'Shiki-chan', again random pick, but since it is magic
creature, so I
borrowed its name from 'X' & 'Tokyo Babylon' Yeah, CLAMP fan would know
this name well.  I just think that if 'Shiki' pulsed '-chan' it would
make a cute
name. ^-^
     If you want to know that what Shiki-chan look like.  Ummmm-_- It
like CLAMP's
whatever special that always have a round fish show off. ^-^

     Little for Shaolan.  Many of you would doubt why I wrote his name
Shaolan not
Syaoran, again his name have many way to spell.  Moreover I like the
latter 'L' in
Shaolan   (What a mix-up am I?!) ^-^  A-ha-ha-ha

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