I've decided to change the starting chapter for this story. It was so boring to read the first chapter when I looked back at it. So sorry about that.
Summary:
Caught in the whirlwind of adrenaline, emotions and danger, looking for excitement in Tokyo is turning out to be more than what Sakura Kinomoto asked for, but living in the fast lane has never been more appealing when you are in the arms of Li Syaoran.
Chapter 1: The Starting Line
Tokyo is a busy city. Every street, you'll see the flashes of lights from buildings either advertising or just plainly opening their lights to the night. It's loud as ever. When the sun hides and the moon decides to appear, the city would blare with the murmurs of citizens talking animatedly in every street corner and beeps and growls from the cars on the street and train surrounding the big city. All in all, Tokyo is a busy city, day in and day out.
In the middle of it all, the Hachiko Statue stands in Shibuya, a perfect meeting place for a date. If only the young girl with long auburn hair sitting near it had one.
10:01pm. Streets still buzzing yet she remains unfazed by it all. Her book is still open on her lap as she vigorously and determinedly read it. She suddenly looked up to check the time. She gave a sigh, tapping her foot in impatience. She's waiting for something. She looked up.
She caught sight of a black motorcycle violating the sign. She uttered, "Bastard", barely audible to anyone but herself. Weirdly, the rider turned his head towards the girl with long hair. Barely noticing much of her features as his dark helmet hindered it. "Maybe he heard me", muttered to herself. As she looked to the guy, a smirk graced his face. She watched the motorcycle make a turn, noticing the wolf symbol engraved on the motorcycle.
She turn her head back to her book, deciding that a moment of rush doesn't cancel out the boredom.
10:01pm. A girl with dark violet hair is running towards the dog statue. She seems to be rushing, probably late. Her bag, dangling around her shoulder, is bursting with sketch pads and brushes. She's been hit by a lot of people but that doesn't seem to stop her as she reached pedestrian to the statue. The light read green, so she continued her bad dash until some guy extended his arms stopping her.
She heard him scream, "Miss, stop!"
She looked up front just to find a motorcycle whizzed past, her hair blowing in the same direction.
She thought, "Damn! Bastard! Can't he read, it says stop!"
The guy asked, "Daidouji-san, are you ok?"
Clearly surprised by his greeting, the girl looked up. She replied, "Yamazaki-kun, I'm fine. I'm surprised to see you around these parts at this time."
The boy smiled and said, "I'm meeting up with a few of my friends here, which is lucky. Seeing as you almost got ran over if it weren't for me."
The girl could only laugh and thank him.
Yamazaki pointed to a girl sitting on the other side of the road, "Is that Kinomoto-san over by the statue?"
"Yeah, I'm supposed to meet her here at 9:30."
He nodded and said, "Alright then, I don't want to keep you, Daidouji-san. I'll see you in school!" The boy turned to the right after waving good-bye to her friend.
She heard someone scream her name. "Tomoyo!"
She waved her hand to her friend. She looked slightly pissed at her. She placed her hands on her hips and said,
"Tomoyo, being late is my thing not yours. What happened?"
"I got held up with my art group. I'm so sorry Sakura-chan."
She sighed. She's her best friend. Of course, she should forgive Tomoyo for being late and making her wait for a good 30 minutes.
"It's fine. Do you want to meet up with the girls in karaoke bar, right down the streets or eat dinner first?"
"Dinner, please! I am so hungry!"
They both laugh and held hands to go to the nearest café for a really late dinner.
"Some things never change." Sakura thought to herself.
12.00mn.
In room 356, two girls lay in bed wondering if Tokyo's promise of excitement is real. It was a Friday, they were not out partying, not wanting to make it a routine. While all their friends were out, both settled on staying cooped up in their dorm room.
Tomoyo Daidouji is an artist and a designer. She loves color, life and simply anything that expresses creativity. She came to Tokyo looking for something to inspire her. Something that would grip all her being into creating something, a thrill that cannot be satisfied by any portrait, any landscape and piece of clothing.
Sakura Kinomoto is an aspiring doctor. She decided that she wanted to work as a pediatrician. She already has a plan, but she wonders what it's like to be caught up in some unexplainable rush. She wanted excitement in her life, that's why she came to Tokyo, thinking of the excitement of the big city.
Both got up, deciding that sleep wasn't working for them.
Tomyo's bed is beside Sakura's. Both crossing their legs, Sakura decided to break the silenvce between them,
"You know, we could be out partying with the other girls."
Tomoyo nodded in agreement and said, "We could but then we both don't want to fall back into a routine. I mean, sure it would quite awesome to go party, but honestly, are you in the mood to dress up?"
They both laughed. They're best friends. It was natural for them to be together like this.
"I know, Tomoyo-chan, but coming here was supposed to be exciting."
She gave a sigh, "Well yeah, the first few months, I admit were quite different."
Sakura laughed and said, "That's because we keep getting lost! We always end up somewhere we don't know. Now, well, we are falling to another routine. We need something new in our lives."
This caught the attention of her friend. "What do you suggest, Sakura-chan?"
She shook her head in reply. "I don't really know yet."
The both slammed their heads on the pillow. Sakura stared at the ceiling while Tomoyo close her eyes in contemplation.
Tomoyo rolled to her side to face her friend, "We've been here for 2 years. If something new is going to come, it better be soon."
Sakura nodded and drifted to sleep.
The weekend was over and it was back to school for all of them. Sakura is on her way to school. The girls could sleep in because their class starts a bit later than hers. She starts early, unfortunately. She was late again. She ran to her building. Hoping and praying that she won't be late, her professor would scold her again.
Luckily her professor hasn't arrived. A few people were crowding around her seat. Most, she noticed were girls. Upon coming nearer, she saw a guy occupying her seat. She coughed to get his attention.
He smirked at her. The girl, he thought, was good looking but a bit a goody for him. But then, who was he to talk about prudes and goodness. He knows nothing of those sort.
"Something wrong?"
She glared at him lightly. She thought that maybe he was new and doesn't know the rules of the seating arrangement.
"As a matter of fact, yes."
He cocked her eyebrows at her, daring to continue. And she did. Sakura is a smart girl. She knows perfectly well how to handle this situation.
"You're new so you obviously don't know how this goes. The teacher has an arrangement and I happened to sit there so if you don't mind, please move. Inform the teacher that you need a seat assignment."
He was rude to her. She had the right to talk like that, or so she thought. He moved, at least. He stood up to approach the teacher that just arrived.
"Sorry, angel. Here's your seat back."
She nodded in response, completely ignoring the word angel coming out with such sarcasm. She doesn't really want to talk to him. He was talking to their teacher while she busied herself with her biology book.
"Kinomoto-san, please raise your hand so Li-san can identify you. He will be sitting beside you."
She didn't bother acknowledging his presence beside her teacher. She merely raised his hand and said, "Hai"
She heard the desk beside her move. She knew they guy was sitting there but she didn't bother. She needed to listen to this class and worry about her Biology finals coming up during the next period.
She felt someone tap her shoulders. She placed her pen on her notebook marking where she had left off with her notes. . She looked to the annoying man, expecting her attention.
"Is there something I can help you with?"
He smirked yet again. He decided to copy the tone she had used on him a while back. He was amused by this girl.
"As a matter of fact, I was wondering if you could lend me your notebook so I could browse it so I could catch up, Kinomoto-san"
It rolled out of his tongue, earning him a scowl from the girl. The girl looked to the front and quietly handed him her notes, choosing to not dignify his response.
"Quiet, I see. Thanks anyway. I'll give it back to you soon."
She watched him browse through it. She noticed how his head seems to scrunch in thought. He handed her back her notebook but not before showing her a page of it.
"Hey, this is wrong. You didn't do the derivation properly."
He showed it to her. Her eyes flickered a bit, knowing he was right. He took his pen and crossed it out and changed it for her.
"Thanks." Was all she said. Turning her attention back to the lesson, completely ignoring the look he was giving her.
"I really can't get a rise out of you. Most of the girls here are swooning over me. Freaky actually. "
She smiled.
"I'm not most girls."
He smiled back. "This is going to be an interesting year."
He extended his hand, careful not to get caught by the teacher.
"Li Syaoran"
Sakura glanced in front, before taking his hand and saying, "Kinomoto Sakura".
He gave a curt nod, mentally agreeing to face the board before their teacher sees them. Getting caught not listening isn't a smart idea.
While Sakura was stuck in her Calculus class, Tomoyo was making her to the art studie for Fine Arts major. She was passing by the parking lot when a few of her sketches got caught in the wind. She ran to get them. Her papers landed on an empty parking space. She moved to pick it up when all of a sudden, a black Porsche honked at her.
It was fully tinted so she doesn't know who the driver was. She merely glared at the car and continued picking up her papers slowly, to piss him off. She moved as slowly as possible away from the space and made her way to the art studio.
Once she got there, she started setting up her easel. She got all the paint tubes she needed, except one, the one she needed the most to finish her assignment. She turned to her classmates.
"Aya-san, do you have extra blue paint? I think I left mine at my dorm."
The girl frowned. "No, Tomoyo-san. I'm not sure if I could give you some. I'm not done with my homework yet."
She got the same answer from most of her classmates. To her relief, a new guy entered. He had blue hair and was wearing glasses. She decided to just ask. It didn't matter if he was new or something. She just needed the paint.
"Excuse me."
The guy was already setting up his stuff. He looked at her and smiled.
"Yes?"
"I was wondering if you have extra blue paint. I need it for our assignment."
The guy checked his stash and found several blue paint tubes.
"I only have the darker shades. Do you need a lighter one?"
"Thank you anyway".
She nodded. She frowned at the news. There was a guy willing to help out but he didn't have the right color. She was already contemplating if she should make her way to her dorm or just wing it when the guy said,
"Hey, I have lighter ones in my car if you want."
She brightened. "You do?"
"Yeah, I can go get it."
She sighed in relief. She was saved. "I can come with you. It's the least I can do. You're new here, right?"
He nodded. "I just moved here from Hong Kong."
She smiled. "Great, I can show you around! I owe you for this."
They were in the parking lot when Tomoyo noticed that they were making their way to the black Porsche.
"Is that yours?"
He gave her a mischievous smile. "Yeah, I almost parked here when this girl came running there."
She decided that it was better to act innocently, playing his game. "I'm sure, she went there for good reasons."
He raised his eyebrows at her, "You think?"
She chuckled and said, "Yeah, I know from first hand experience." Pointing at herself to emphasized her point.
They both laughed. The man was getting the paint tubes while Tomoyo was inconspicuously checking out his car.
"Nice car."
"It's a 2008 911 model"
Her face nodded in understanding. It made him wonder if she actually understand.
"Turbo GT2?"
She asked, which surprised him. He chuckled and said, "Yeah, how'd you know?"
She smiled and merely said, "I guessed."
He highly doubted that she did. He laughed and said, "Hiiragizawa Eriol" while handing her the paint.
"Daidouji Tomoyo", She said while taking the paint tube. He glanced at his watched.
"Let's head back to the studio, Daidouji-san."
She nodded while also checking her watch. "We should, thanks for the paint."
"No problem."
Once they were inside the studio. Tomoyo expressed her gratitude again. She was about to make her way to her place when he heard him say,
"Next time, watch where you're going, Daidouji-san."
She turned and said, "Watch where you're parking, Hiiragizawa-san."