Lost In Hong Kong

By: Jia-Tien

Author’s Notes: I got the idea to write this for an essay and I thought you might want to read this. ^^ Since I still have no ideas for a sequel for "Longings". Tell me if you really want a sequel. This is sorta sad but I won’t spoil it for you ^^

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything except the story and CLAMP owns CCS.

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I walked down the crowded streets of Hong Kong, nervously glancing around and taking in my new surroundings. A gust of wind blew gently through my slightly tousled hair as I recounted what had happened to me.

I came to Hong Kong on vacation together with my friends and family. I couldn’t believe my luck when my father told me that we could go to Hong Kong during the holidays since I really needed the break from high school. I was even happier when I heard that a couple of my friends could come along with us. I was really looking forward to this trip. Unknown to me, my luck made the turn for the worst.

We decided to take a look around and go shopping. We walked along the street, stopping once in awhile to take a look at the displays in the shops. While we passed one of them, something caught my eye. I went up to the display to take a good look at it. It was a silver key, which had a pretty pink diamond that was shaped like a cherry blossom attached to it, on a silver chain. I gazed intently at it for sometime before I ran into the shop and bought it. That was when I realized that everyone had left without me. I didn’t tell them where I went, so they probably didn’t notice that I was gone. I silently cursed myself for my own foolishness. I should have known better than to run off without telling anyone. Everyone would get worried about me and it'll be all my fault.

Now here I am, walking around mindlessly in this big unknown world, which was so new to me. I just kept on walking without a clue to where I was or where I was going. I ignored the glances I received from several people walking by. I knew that it would not do me any good to approach anyone for help. I had already tried several attempts and failed each time. The people seem so distant and they refused to help a complete stranger like me. Each person I approached for help made my heart sink lower and lower each time they refused. Eventually I gave up trying to ask or thrust anyone to help me find my friends and family.

I couldn’t except the fact that I was lost and all alone in this unknown place with new sights and smells. Just the thought of it made a sick feeling in my stomach and I realized how utterly miserable I feel. I dread this horrible feeling inside of me. To make things worst, the once azure sky had turned to a cloudy one. The gentle breeze too, started to blow bitterly against my bare skin. I shoved my freezing hands into my coat pockets and walked on. I don’t know where I’m going but I know that I have to find shelter somewhere. My search was to no avail, as no one would let a complete stranger take shelter with them from the rain.

Finally, I could walk no further and I just stood in the middle of a now empty street. My head drooped and all I could do was stare at my feet in depression. Suddenly I felt a drop of rain on my cheek and looked up in surprise, only to realize that it was not rain. It was a tear. My eyes were stinging with tears of sadness and loneliness. As the rain came pouring down, I collapsed to my knees and let the tears course down my cheeks. I watched carefully as my tears mingled with the raindrops that came pouring down from the sky and slowly falling to the ground.

I felt more raindrops pounding mercilessly on me and soaking through my clothes but I was too exhausted to care. I sobbed uncontrollably, wishing for someone to lend a helping hand or a shoulder to cry on. I started shivering and my teeth began chattering as my wet clothes clung onto me but I barely noticed. All I could feel was an empty void inside of me. I hate being alone in the rain. I missed my friends and family. I even missed my onichan who always kept teasing me. I would give almost anything just to see them again. I pounded on the ground in frustration, crying my heart out. I didn’t hear footsteps approaching me as I stared off into space.

When I finally snapped out of my reverie, I was surprised when I noticed that it was raining around me. I instinctively looked up to meet amber brown eyes, gazing at me with worry and concern. I just blinked at the man standing in front of me with an umbrella. Slowly, he reached out a hand toward me and pulled me to my feet. He asked me whether I was alright or what happened to me. I felt a light tug at my lips and I knew that a smile had played on my lips.

Finally, I found someone who actually cared and I was grateful for that. I silently thanked Kami-sama for answering my prayer. The man standing before me wasn’t any older than I am and he had chestnut brown hair with intense amber brown eyes. He noticed my shivering and was kind enough to drape his coat around me. I was rather surprised but I thanked him all the same and I recounted my problems to him. He smiled warmly at me and gently took my hand before leading me to his home. On the way, he asked me for my name.

"Kinomoto Sakura." I replied and he told me his name.

When we arrived in front of his home, my eyes widened in shock. His home was a large mansion, which sat sturdily on top of a hill. He just grinned at me and tugged lightly at my hand, bringing me through the front doors. As I stepped into his home, I felt rather uneasy at the thought of the reaction of his family toward me. I was afraid they would tell me to leave and then I would have no place to go and no way to find my friends and family.

He was a caring and understanding person. He seemed to understand how I feel and reassured me that he would help me. Something about him drew me closer to him. We entered a room and there were five women sitting in there. Four of them, his sisters, came up to me and started teasing us. They were kind to me and readily gave me a change of clothes and some food while he searched for my friends and family after he found the hotel we were staying at. I talked with his family while I waited anxiously.

After sometime of waiting, he returned with everyone following behind. With tears of joy running down my cheeks, I flung my arms around my otousan and beamed up at him. Before we left, I ran toward my savior and gave him a peck on the cheek and whispered my thanks to him. He responded with his face a dark crimson. I know that without him, I’d still be out in the rain, alone without anyone to confide in.

"Arigato, Syaoran-kun."

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So what do you think of this? I know that it doesn’t sound like Syaoran ^^* But I had to write something. Anyway, please review this! I really want to know what you think of this. ^^ And if you want a sequel to "Longings" just tell me! Ja!