chunsa1004: Hello! This would be called one of my first humor fics, even though that genre isn't really my type, but I hope you enjoy it, anyway.
Written by ME! *Looks at floralmoon* Hehe...uh, yeah...I mean, and *ahem* a little help from floralmoon *looks at her again* alright, a lot...*runs away*
Disclaimer:
chunsa1004 and floralmoon: PLEEEAAAASE?
CLAMP: No.
chunsa1004: Pretty please?
CLAMP: No.
floralmoon: With sugar and ice cream and cake and pudding and sprinkles and fudge and a cherry on top?
Kero: Huh? Where? WHERE?
chunsa1004: We regret to say...
floralmoon: That we don't own anything from Card Captor Sakura *mumbles darkly*...but CLAMP does...
chunsa1004: Hey, I never said it was easy! Come on, we're working on it!
floralmoon: However, this story does! So if anybody plagerizes, they will feel my wrath!!!!!
chunsa1004: *rolls eyes*
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Chapter 1: Toilet Trouble and a Spoon
Syaoran tightly folded his trembling hands in vain under the table to hide his anxiety. Sakura, who looked a lot more relaxed, observed the elegance of the restaurant he brought her to as she sat at the opposite end of the table. The spark of romance between the couple reflected on the
setting from the royal deepness of the starry night stretched across the sky outside, right to the neatly set tables for two and the candles placed
perfectly in the center. Sakura smiled happily as her vivid green eyes danced from one thing to another. She glanced toward Syaoran, speechless and grateful for the night she expected to have. They were at a new Chinese restaunt which had recently opened. She had heard many good
reviews and had always wanted to dine here. Syaoran, on the other hand, seemed too occupied over his unsteady nerves to enjoy anything she did. His
trembling was still visible through every attempt to sink yet lower in his chair.
"Are you alright?" Sakura finally asked.
Syaoran straightened up and nodded.
"Anything...bothering you?" she tried again.
He shook his head.
"Okay." There was a long pause while Sakura blissfully took in her surroundings again. "Thank you for taking me here, Syaoran-kun. I
really love it. It's a great place."
"It was Tomoyo-san."
Sakura looked disappointed and somewhat hurt. "Oh. So it was all her, then?"
"Yes, I mean no... not really...." Syaoran figured he said too rashly after he eyed Sakura's hurt look.
"I wouldn't be able to ask you in the first place, though," he added quickly. "Uh, I - I mean, I was thinking about it, and, um..asked her
advice and... stuff." He started staring at the ground.
/Oooh, I love it when he does that! He's so kawaii!/ Sakura couldn't hold in a giggle.
Syaoran let out a sigh of relief. /*Whew* close one! There's no way she was going to be happy about all this if she thought about it that
way...even though it WAS Tomoyo's idea./
"Ummm.....do you want to order now?" Syaoran asked.
"Yes, this soup looks absolutely delicious," Sakura replied. "What are you getting?"
"I don't know...." Syoaran replied dumbly. / BAKA! Why did you ask her to order if you weren't ready?! /
"O....k....."
The food turned out to be delicious, and their talking with each other even seemed to calm Syaoran down for a while, but he soon went back to his nervous state.
"S-Sakura?"
"Yes?"
"I............"
"Yes?"
"I..................."
"Yes?"
"I...want to...um...I...uh, I...I....need to go to the bathroom."
And with that, he left the table and made his way, not bothering to look back at Sakura's shocked expression.
"Sakura, I'm going to...no, I want to...no, I've been thinking, ah...hope that we..."
Syaoran sighed. He paced the small amount of floor inside his stall, fingering the engagement ring.
AN: He already took care of his business, by the way, just to let you know. It might be important.
"Sakura, I've been thinking, and hope that we agree that we both love each other. Maybe...mayb- if we both also agree on taking this one step further, I..." He frowned. "On taking this one step further...the....the time...s-soon it might be the right time for us to...to use...no, to shamelessly use our love as a statement more clear.../Wow, that sounded good! I think I got that from Tomoyo./ ...It took some..."
"Sakura, I've been thinking, and hope that we agree that we both love each other. If we both also agree on taking this one step further,uh, soon it might be the right time for us to....shamelessly....use our love as a statement...a statement more clear. One has to make his decision.
His final dicision. *Ahem* One has to make his final decision once he knows the right moment." /Here comes the punchline.../ Syaoran stopped, nervouslyfingering the ring more harshly and carelessly now. He then took a deep breath. "Sakura, will you - "
Syaoran gasped. The ring slipped unexpectedly from his fingers and dropped....into the toilet with a sickening splash. For the first few
seconds, he stood there, staring blankly at the ring winking smugly at him from under the water. He let out a string of loud curses for a while,
looked back into the toilet....and cursed some more. He circled around frantically in the stall for a few moments. Finally, when he calmed down
enough to think, he leaned against the wall, breathing deeply. He was NOT going to reach in with his hand. Luckily, it was flushed, but it still
seemed unpleasant.
/Help! Help! I need something! But what? A spoon? A spoon! But I have to mark my stall somehow,and how am I going to do that? Maybe I shouldn't. Yeah, right. Go ahead, let someone else walk in to find a ring in the toilet. Or worse, use it without noticing. Or worse, flush it.
That's going to be a whole month's work of working my butt off down the drain. Or sewer. A sign! I need a sign. That's stupid. What's it
supposed to say? "Ring in Toilet, Please Don't Use"? Or "I Dropped a Ring in the Toilet. Hold On, I'm Coming Back"? Or "Don't Piss on My Ring"????!! "Out of Order"? "Out of Order"! I need a sign!! /
He ran out of the stall, snatched the "Out of Order" sign off another stall, and ran back to his own.
/Good. Now for the spoon.../
Syaoran walked back to the dining table.
"Hi, Syaor -"
"Wait. I'm going back in. I just need a spoon."
"A spoon?"
"Don't ask."
"Syaoran, are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm going back in now."
"But -"
"No -"
"But -"
"Nothing."
"But -"
"I'm going."
"But -"
"Bye."
Back in the bathroom, Syaoran crouched down by the toilet, hand clenching spoon, spoon digging in the toilet for the ring.
/Ahh! Not working, not working, NOT WORKING!!/
Just then, an elderly man walked into the restrooms to hear the voice of a hysterical person who seemed to have trouble with...something.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! Get out of there!! Come on!! Get OUUUUTTTTT!!!!"
*Splash*
"........"
And before soon, the man walked out....quickly.
Back in the stall, Syaoran once again stared into the toilet bowl. Stunned. The spoon had dropped in, also. Way past impatient, Syaoran
reached in the toilet bowl with his hand, without thought.
(Back to the dining table)
"Syaoran! Your sleeve, it's -"
"Wet, I know."
"Is something wrong? Really, you could tell me -"
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not."
"Yes, I am."
Sakura gave up. Syaoran sat down, commented on the wine, and everything seemed to be going back to normal. Until...
"*Ahem*. Syaoran?"
"Yeah?"
Sakura looked down for some reason, turning an embarrassed pink.
"You...you left the barn door open."
AN: I know, I got that from Dr. Dolittle 2.
Syaoran stared at her, bewildered and clueless.
"Huh?"
"Your spider's down the water spout."
"What?"
"XYZ."
"What?"
Sakura was starting to get annoyed.
/How on Earth can I make it obvious enough for him, and not embarrass him?/
"Your fly is undone." /Good. Everyone knows that one./
"What?"
/Okay, maybe not.../
"Your....you...your boxers have monkeys on them," Sakura said, turning even redder.
"*Gasp* Sakura! How did you -"
"FOR PETE'S SAKE, ZIP UP YOUR PANTS!"
The whole restaurant fell silent, and everyone stared at the embarrassed young couple. Sakura clamped her hands over her mouth.
"Syaoran-kun...Syaroan...g-gomen..."
Syaoran turned an even brighter shade of red than Sakura, and took hold of the zipper. He shut his eyes and cursed the silence around him.
*Zip*
/Oh, God, that was loud. Why does this room have to be so quiet?/
Still red, Syaoran glared at Sakura, and went back to his plate. Sakura fought the laughter rising inside of her, and soon, the restaurant
went back to normal again. / Sakura, that was so mean!!! Yeah, but it's not my fault that he can be more dense than me sometimes! /
This was not, as Syaoran thought bitterly, turning out so great.
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chunsa1004: I'm sorry, but if it's not that great, well, remember this is my first humor fic *looks at floralmoon* I mean, OUR first humor fic. And
for those of you who don't know, XYZ is Examine Your Zipper.
floralmoon: And review! Why else do you think they put the button there? So please review because we really want to know what you think. Our
goal is to have at least, at least 6 reviews. (We really do expect more but this will do for starters) But ladies and gents, I will say now, NO FLAMES.
Because if there is any...........
chunsa1004: You don't want to know.
Thank you for reading!!
Written by ME! *Looks at floralmoon* Hehe...uh, yeah...I mean, and *ahem* a little help from floralmoon *looks at her again* alright, a lot...*runs away*
Disclaimer:
chunsa1004 and floralmoon: PLEEEAAAASE?
CLAMP: No.
chunsa1004: Pretty please?
CLAMP: No.
floralmoon: With sugar and ice cream and cake and pudding and sprinkles and fudge and a cherry on top?
Kero: Huh? Where? WHERE?
chunsa1004: We regret to say...
floralmoon: That we don't own anything from Card Captor Sakura *mumbles darkly*...but CLAMP does...
chunsa1004: Hey, I never said it was easy! Come on, we're working on it!
floralmoon: However, this story does! So if anybody plagerizes, they will feel my wrath!!!!!
chunsa1004: *rolls eyes*
***************
Chapter 1: Toilet Trouble and a Spoon
Syaoran tightly folded his trembling hands in vain under the table to hide his anxiety. Sakura, who looked a lot more relaxed, observed the elegance of the restaurant he brought her to as she sat at the opposite end of the table. The spark of romance between the couple reflected on the
setting from the royal deepness of the starry night stretched across the sky outside, right to the neatly set tables for two and the candles placed
perfectly in the center. Sakura smiled happily as her vivid green eyes danced from one thing to another. She glanced toward Syaoran, speechless and grateful for the night she expected to have. They were at a new Chinese restaunt which had recently opened. She had heard many good
reviews and had always wanted to dine here. Syaoran, on the other hand, seemed too occupied over his unsteady nerves to enjoy anything she did. His
trembling was still visible through every attempt to sink yet lower in his chair.
"Are you alright?" Sakura finally asked.
Syaoran straightened up and nodded.
"Anything...bothering you?" she tried again.
He shook his head.
"Okay." There was a long pause while Sakura blissfully took in her surroundings again. "Thank you for taking me here, Syaoran-kun. I
really love it. It's a great place."
"It was Tomoyo-san."
Sakura looked disappointed and somewhat hurt. "Oh. So it was all her, then?"
"Yes, I mean no... not really...." Syaoran figured he said too rashly after he eyed Sakura's hurt look.
"I wouldn't be able to ask you in the first place, though," he added quickly. "Uh, I - I mean, I was thinking about it, and, um..asked her
advice and... stuff." He started staring at the ground.
/Oooh, I love it when he does that! He's so kawaii!/ Sakura couldn't hold in a giggle.
Syaoran let out a sigh of relief. /*Whew* close one! There's no way she was going to be happy about all this if she thought about it that
way...even though it WAS Tomoyo's idea./
"Ummm.....do you want to order now?" Syaoran asked.
"Yes, this soup looks absolutely delicious," Sakura replied. "What are you getting?"
"I don't know...." Syoaran replied dumbly. / BAKA! Why did you ask her to order if you weren't ready?! /
"O....k....."
The food turned out to be delicious, and their talking with each other even seemed to calm Syaoran down for a while, but he soon went back to his nervous state.
"S-Sakura?"
"Yes?"
"I............"
"Yes?"
"I..................."
"Yes?"
"I...want to...um...I...uh, I...I....need to go to the bathroom."
And with that, he left the table and made his way, not bothering to look back at Sakura's shocked expression.
"Sakura, I'm going to...no, I want to...no, I've been thinking, ah...hope that we..."
Syaoran sighed. He paced the small amount of floor inside his stall, fingering the engagement ring.
AN: He already took care of his business, by the way, just to let you know. It might be important.
"Sakura, I've been thinking, and hope that we agree that we both love each other. Maybe...mayb- if we both also agree on taking this one step further, I..." He frowned. "On taking this one step further...the....the time...s-soon it might be the right time for us to...to use...no, to shamelessly use our love as a statement more clear.../Wow, that sounded good! I think I got that from Tomoyo./ ...It took some..."
"Sakura, I've been thinking, and hope that we agree that we both love each other. If we both also agree on taking this one step further,uh, soon it might be the right time for us to....shamelessly....use our love as a statement...a statement more clear. One has to make his decision.
His final dicision. *Ahem* One has to make his final decision once he knows the right moment." /Here comes the punchline.../ Syaoran stopped, nervouslyfingering the ring more harshly and carelessly now. He then took a deep breath. "Sakura, will you - "
Syaoran gasped. The ring slipped unexpectedly from his fingers and dropped....into the toilet with a sickening splash. For the first few
seconds, he stood there, staring blankly at the ring winking smugly at him from under the water. He let out a string of loud curses for a while,
looked back into the toilet....and cursed some more. He circled around frantically in the stall for a few moments. Finally, when he calmed down
enough to think, he leaned against the wall, breathing deeply. He was NOT going to reach in with his hand. Luckily, it was flushed, but it still
seemed unpleasant.
/Help! Help! I need something! But what? A spoon? A spoon! But I have to mark my stall somehow,and how am I going to do that? Maybe I shouldn't. Yeah, right. Go ahead, let someone else walk in to find a ring in the toilet. Or worse, use it without noticing. Or worse, flush it.
That's going to be a whole month's work of working my butt off down the drain. Or sewer. A sign! I need a sign. That's stupid. What's it
supposed to say? "Ring in Toilet, Please Don't Use"? Or "I Dropped a Ring in the Toilet. Hold On, I'm Coming Back"? Or "Don't Piss on My Ring"????!! "Out of Order"? "Out of Order"! I need a sign!! /
He ran out of the stall, snatched the "Out of Order" sign off another stall, and ran back to his own.
/Good. Now for the spoon.../
Syaoran walked back to the dining table.
"Hi, Syaor -"
"Wait. I'm going back in. I just need a spoon."
"A spoon?"
"Don't ask."
"Syaoran, are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm going back in now."
"But -"
"No -"
"But -"
"Nothing."
"But -"
"I'm going."
"But -"
"Bye."
Back in the bathroom, Syaoran crouched down by the toilet, hand clenching spoon, spoon digging in the toilet for the ring.
/Ahh! Not working, not working, NOT WORKING!!/
Just then, an elderly man walked into the restrooms to hear the voice of a hysterical person who seemed to have trouble with...something.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! Get out of there!! Come on!! Get OUUUUTTTTT!!!!"
*Splash*
"........"
And before soon, the man walked out....quickly.
Back in the stall, Syaoran once again stared into the toilet bowl. Stunned. The spoon had dropped in, also. Way past impatient, Syaoran
reached in the toilet bowl with his hand, without thought.
(Back to the dining table)
"Syaoran! Your sleeve, it's -"
"Wet, I know."
"Is something wrong? Really, you could tell me -"
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not."
"Yes, I am."
Sakura gave up. Syaoran sat down, commented on the wine, and everything seemed to be going back to normal. Until...
"*Ahem*. Syaoran?"
"Yeah?"
Sakura looked down for some reason, turning an embarrassed pink.
"You...you left the barn door open."
AN: I know, I got that from Dr. Dolittle 2.
Syaoran stared at her, bewildered and clueless.
"Huh?"
"Your spider's down the water spout."
"What?"
"XYZ."
"What?"
Sakura was starting to get annoyed.
/How on Earth can I make it obvious enough for him, and not embarrass him?/
"Your fly is undone." /Good. Everyone knows that one./
"What?"
/Okay, maybe not.../
"Your....you...your boxers have monkeys on them," Sakura said, turning even redder.
"*Gasp* Sakura! How did you -"
"FOR PETE'S SAKE, ZIP UP YOUR PANTS!"
The whole restaurant fell silent, and everyone stared at the embarrassed young couple. Sakura clamped her hands over her mouth.
"Syaoran-kun...Syaroan...g-gomen..."
Syaoran turned an even brighter shade of red than Sakura, and took hold of the zipper. He shut his eyes and cursed the silence around him.
*Zip*
/Oh, God, that was loud. Why does this room have to be so quiet?/
Still red, Syaoran glared at Sakura, and went back to his plate. Sakura fought the laughter rising inside of her, and soon, the restaurant
went back to normal again. / Sakura, that was so mean!!! Yeah, but it's not my fault that he can be more dense than me sometimes! /
This was not, as Syaoran thought bitterly, turning out so great.
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chunsa1004: I'm sorry, but if it's not that great, well, remember this is my first humor fic *looks at floralmoon* I mean, OUR first humor fic. And
for those of you who don't know, XYZ is Examine Your Zipper.
floralmoon: And review! Why else do you think they put the button there? So please review because we really want to know what you think. Our
goal is to have at least, at least 6 reviews. (We really do expect more but this will do for starters) But ladies and gents, I will say now, NO FLAMES.
Because if there is any...........
chunsa1004: You don't want to know.
Thank you for reading!!