The Visitor
by: AxeFalador
PG, Rom., Dra., Act. Fant., MV, ML, FS
"Cardcaptor Sakura" and all associated characters, places, names, etc., are (c) CLAMP! All rights reserved! This story, and the character "Seamus Stewart" is (c) to the Gaian "AxeFalador". Any real life likenesses, or anyone in real life with the same name, is purely coincidental.
PROLOGUE
"Alright, students. May I please have your attention to the front of the class." called out Ginmaru-Sensei to his 7th grade students, as he started off the day's first home room session. "We have a foreign exchange student from a very far away country, visiting here in Japan, for a few months." he announced. All the students hushed, and their gazes all fixed to the front of the classroom. "He has come a long way from his home... In Scotland, a small country just north of England." Ginmaru-Sensei announced, pointing to Scotland on the class' world map. "He has a very special greeting planned for us all" Ginmaru-Sensei mentioned. "Stewart-san. Come on in." he called out to the hall way.
With that, a droning could be heard, followed by loud, whining but pure musical notes. This really caught Sakura and Tomoyo's attention in particular. Then in marched a boy, whom at first seemed to look a bit like a girl, because he was wearing a Scottish Kilt, which all the students thought was a skirt. But after a few seconds, it was realised that it was a boy. And embraced in his arms was a sort of bag with pipes extending from many points in the bag. This was where the noise was coming from. It was an instrument of sorts that none of the students had ever seen before.
With that, a droning could be heard, followed by loud, whining but pure musical notes. This really caught Sakura and Tomoyo's attention in particular. Then in marched a boy, whom at first seemed to look a bit like a girl, because he was wearing a Scottish Kilt, which all the students thought was a skirt. But after a few seconds, it was realised that it was a boy. And embraced in his arms was a sort of bag with pipes extending from many points in the bag. This was where the noise was coming from. It was an instrument of sorts that none of the students had ever seen before.
(this fic is still in the process of being written).
