Hello!! I'm BAAACCKKKK!!! Haha. Anyway, I'm back, but not with Harry
Potter. Oh no. not anymore in the book series. My very first Anime
Fanfiction, Card Captor Sakura, and I hope all of you will support this fic
like you all have kindly done on my others. I totally love you guys.
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Disclaimer: If I owned it, you think I'll be wasting my time writing this work of fiction? Hell no. I'll be busy snogging Syaoran instead of writing this. So do I look like I own it? Unless one of you want to give them to me...? =)
Summary: Syaoran Li is a hard-to-get hottie. Like any normal hottie, he is rich, and handsome. But girlfriendless, and not planning on any either. Until one Sakura Kinomoto comes in and ruins all his dreams for bachelorhood by touching his heart like no one has. But she has no designs on him. Now all he has to do is catch her heart before she slips away from him.
The plot gets better, I swear! ;)
Chapter 1: A Touch of Style
A Touch of Sweetness
Dreams on Clouds
"Where is she?" A girl with long black hair muttered to herself, feeling a bit of tiredness at her best friend's lateness as she ran her fingers through her hair in exasperation.
"Ah, excuse me, did you see a girl about my height, with honey-brown hair?" Another girl with her long black hair, which was separated into to buns, asked a guy who was glaring at some people with two other guys behind him.
The guy looked at her irritably, "Do I look like I care?" He snapped and turned back to his friends, scowling even more than before.
Not wanting to be ignored, she poked him on the back repeatedly. The girl continued angrily, "I asked--"
"Ah, Meiling-kun, maybe she's there?" The long black-haired girl cut in, smiling at the man sweetly, tying to prevent a fight that might ensue with Meiling's fearless attitude.
Meiling turned to Tomoyo, seeing through her act. She groaned and let herself be dragged away by Tomoyo before she muttered, "What a meanie."
Tomoyo Daidouji was of medium height for a woman who was eighteen years old. Her long black hair was the type that was straight then curved at the bottom. Her amethyst eyes were narrowed as she scanned her surroundings, hoping to spot a flash or honey brown hair.
Meiling Li, on the other hand, was a bit taller than most. Even with her structure, she wore her long straight black hair in the Chinese customary hairstyle, two buns on each side which depicted a childlike personality. Her ruby red eyes were stuck glaring at the man, forgetting the reason she talked to him.
"He should take a pill of the chill variety." Meiling snapped, sending him the middle finger, but he didn't see since he was facing the other direction.
Tomoyo ignored her friend and spotted a bit of honey brown hair somewhere on her left so she trailed after it, forgetting about her companion.
"Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo pushed her way through, ignoring the people who complained at her, "Sakura-chan!" she called louder.
"Sakura-chan?" Meiling repeated, confused, turning to the spot her friend was in and was met by an empty spot. She spotted Tomoyo and started following her.
The girl who was being called turned her head curiously, "Tomoyo-chan?" she asked hopefully, her emerald eyes searching for a sign of the person she mentioned.
"Sakura, were you here the whole time?" Tomoyo asked finally standing in front of Sakura as she regarded her with a pleased smile. She was inching to hug her friend as they didn't see each other for a long time.
"Yeah. I was looking for you guys." Sakura smiled at them once Meiling came. She giggled and held up her hand as one would if they were comparing heights, "Mou... Tomoyo, you're taller than me!" She giggled.
Tomoyo ignored what Sakura said and make her own response, "Sakura-chan, I missed you!" she closed the gap between them and hugged her honey-brown haired friend tightly.
"I missed you too Tomoyo-chan." Sakura returned the hug, a lazy smile stretched on her face as she continuously patted her back.
"Group hug!" Meiling laughed and squeezed herself in as the two made way for her.
All three of the girls just finished their High School years in different countries. Sakura had hers in Japan, Tomoyo had hers in England while Meiling had hers in Hong Kong. They decided to spend their last four years of schooling together at the well-known college, the Hong Kong University. The summer before college, they all enrolled at a Cantonese Learning Summer School so they would somewhat speak the language more fluently.
"Gak! Sakura! What in the world are you wearing?" Meiling pushed Sakura and Tomoyo away and looked at her with that exasperated look, "We are in College, not Elementary!"
Sakura Kinomoto fingered her yellow sundress nervously. Her emerald green eyes were looking at it anxiously. Her honey brown hair was let down making it reach up to her shoulder blades.
"Is it too short? Onii-chan claimed it was just the right size." Sakura turned to Tomoyo, as she was the fashion designer in the trio, "Is it?" she repeated.
Tomoyo and Meiling looked at each other, amusement playing in their eyes, Meiling finally burst out laughing at what her friend just said. "Too short?" Tomoyo finally repeated, smiling widely.
"Too short my ass." Meiling added, patting Sakura's back reassuringly, the laughter subsiding a bit.
"Sakura-chan, it's longer than necessary." Tomoyo pointed to the bottom, which was right before her ankles. "That's why Touya let you wear it." She reasoned out lightly, knowing what the reaction will be.
"I knew it!" Sakura cried angrily, but a blush was obvious in her cheeks as she looked like a strawberry in season, "Now I have to look like an idiot for my first day of classes in college!" she grumbled, a number of images forming in her head as she planned the revenge on her brother.
"Don't worry, Sakura-chan. I thought this through." Tomoyo let her purple backpack, which was slumped around her shoulder, fall to the floor. She kneeled and opened it, producing some clothing. "Hurry! We have to get to the bathroom before the bell rings!" she said quickly slumping the bag back on her shoulder as she let the clothes rest on her arm.
Meiling, understanding what Tomoyo planned, grabbed Sakura and together they followed Tomoyo who was weaving in and out of the corridors, her voice speaking in rapid Japanese.
"Okaa-sama let me tour this school during enrollment, and if I'm right, it'll probably be," She paused and stopped in her place, her amethyst eyes scanning the area quickly, when she saw it, she smiled, "There!" she pointed at a door which had the well-known female bathroom sign.
"But why..." Sakura asked but was interrupted by Meiling who was pushing her inside the bathroom forcefully.
"Did you lock the door?" Tomoyo asked Meiling who proceeded to do just that. Meiling even checked each of the cubicles to make sure no one was inside for good measure.
"Nada. No residents in the bathroom." Meiling reported, walking to them.
"Take it off, Sakura-chan." Tomoyo said, fixing the clothes on the table beside the sink. She knew Sakura enough to know that she wouldn't want to talk it off. "Sakura..."
"Can't I even--" Sakura pleaded, only to be interrupted.
"Nope." Tomoyo held up the shirt, inspecting it closely.
Sakura sighed and took off her sundress. "Tomoyo-chan... can't I see--"
"Just wear it." Meiling grabbed the shirt from Tomoyo's hands and pushed it to Sakura using a no-nonsense tone. Sakura took it hesitantly.
"What if it's--"
"Wear it!!" Meiling and Tomoyo shouted, exasperated.
Sakura rolled her eyes and wore the clothes, besides the shirt, she had to walk over to the table, a pout obvious in her features.
"Kawaii deswa!" Tomoyo squealed--both hands clasped in front of her, a smile adorning her face as it brightened up--after Sakura finished wearing it. It brought back memories. Memories she cherished.
Meiling laughed as Tomoyo grabbed a recorder from her bag and focused it on Sakura, who flushed brightly.
"Tomoyo," Sakura started, trying to ignore what Tomoyo was doing, looking at herself in the mirror as Tomoyo press the record button, "It' so... revealing..."
"Nonsense, Sakura." Meiling waved her hand, "It's what college students wear. Look at me." Meiling pointed to her
Meiling had a tight black mini shirt and a blood red tank top, which was overlapped by a leather jacket. On her feet she had red high heels.
Sakura looked at herself in the mirror again, frowning.
She had on a midriff revealing shirt that had the number seven in the middle. The shirt didn't have something to cover the shoulders, but it had sleeves. It was colored blue and the number seven was pink. For her lower portion, she had short shorts which were beige in color. Her feet maintained from before had sneakers.
"It's not that bad." Meiling shrugged casually, "I mean, Tomoyo's..." she trailed off for effect.
"What about mine?" Tomoyo asked, giving Meiling a charming smile as if testing her.
She wore a light blue shirt that had beads on the bottom. On her legs she wore jeans. For her feet she had rubbershoes.
"Not trying to make a first impression of a stylist, are we?" Meiling joked.
BRINGGGG!!
Sakura ignored it and fingered her shirt, "You think the teacher will let me wear it?" She asked Tomoyo slowly, feeling awkward in it.
"Yeah, Sakura-chan." Tomoyo replied, grabbing Sakura's sundress from the floor and folding it, "It's one of the benefits of being a college student." She reasoned.
"Unless of course you decide to wear bra and panties only." Meiling stated with a wink.
They all laughed.
Until she added, "It happened! My brother actually witnessed it!"
"Wong sensei was so strict!" Sakura cried, a pout on her lips, she winced when she remembered what he told her, and hugged her notebooks tighter to her chest, "It's was like he was out to get me..."
"Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, he was angry cause he was surprised you didn't know algebra like you're supposed to." Meiling answered as they entered the cafeteria for lunch, "He actually had good intentions for doing it."
Sakura pouted even more at what her friend said.
"But Tsai sensei was very pleasant." Tomoyo added, trying to change the topic, referring to their Chinese teacher.
"Yeah, it's very rare for Chinese teachers to be pleasant." Meiling agreed, a smile spreading on her face, "I mean, compared to Liu Lao Sher (A/N: Lao Sher means teacher, I'm not sure about the Ping in, but that's how I say it) Tsai Lao Sher is a hell lot better to be with!" she made out.
Tomoyo and Sakura laughed, but Sakura's seemed sudden.
"How was the fit Sakura? I didn't see you squirming around that much." Tomoyo observed, "I saw the guy behind you checking you out." She added with a suggestive wink, "He was cute."
"More like checking out her ass." Meiling added as Tomoyo laughed to her reply.
"Guys!" Sakura cried, blushing.
They all laughed at Sakura's expression as she pouted once again.
"Ne ne, Sakura, c'mon, let's find a seat." Tomoyo pulled Sakura away, Meiling trotting behind.
When they found a table, Meiling dropped her book and went to the counter to get her food, not bothering to talk to them as was her attitude even in elementary that they were used to it.
"Tomoyo-chan, let me stay here to watch over the table," Sakura offered, sitting down, and dropping her own books, "That way, we'll keep this table and you two will be able to get your food."
"You're sure? I can do it." When Sakura nodded carelessly, a smile on her face, "Arigato, Sakura-chan." Tomoyo said, hugging Sakura momentarily, "I'll hurry, promise." She put her notebooks down and walked off.
Sakura smiled and waved them away, watching them meet up in line and start talking. As she was waiting for them, someone occupied the chair beside her. She blinked, and looked at the intruder.
"Hello, beautiful lady, Whatcha doing all by yourself?" He asked, a flirtatious smile playing on his features as he checked her out, he noticed the notebooks and grinned. 'More chicks to flirt with...' he thought.
"Oh, I'm saving the table for my friends." Sakura smiled and grabbed her Algebra book, opening it on a certain page.
"Hm..." he thought, before grinning, "Need help? I'm pretty good with numbers."
Sakura brightened up, "Oh, gee, thanks!"
The man grinned, "Wait, I'll call my friends so we can all be together." He made a move to stand up.
Sakura looked around and noticed that the other tables were occupied. She looked at the people behind him and saw that they were just enough to fit the whole table, no space for Tomoyo or Meiling.
"Ahm... sorry--"
"But we're sitting here." Meiling cut in, glaring at the man, a tray of lunch in her arms, "You and your losers can sit there on the floor, thank you very much."
"Meiling..." Sakura gave her an appreciative look, moving her chair away from him in case he wanted to hit something.
Some men closed in on Meiling who didn't look intimidated, instead, she laughed hastily, "Really now..."
"Aiya, what's happening here?" Tomoyo came with a tray in her arms like Meiling, rushing to stop what was happening.
"These blokes like to steal our chair." Meiling replied in Japanese, knowing they couldn't understand her. she was right, "They were dumbfounded.
"Honto?" Tomoyo smiled at them, then proceeded to talk in Japanese to them, "My friends and I would greatly appreciated it if idiots like you learned to not steal away this table that we got."
"Ah, forget it guys, these people are freaks anyway." The man glared at them and stood up, making the others follow him.
"Ah!" Meiling called them, when they turned around; she gave them the middle finger.
Tomoyo grinned when Meiling turned back to them, "Ne, Sakura, why don't you get your food already as we're here to watch over the table."
"What do they have?" Sakura asked, leaning forward, looking at their food.
"A lot. Dumplings, Siopao, tuna sandwich--" Tomoyo started.
"Uhm! Don't forget the brownies!" Meiling raised her brownies high enough for Sakura to see, "It's excellent!"
"Wow! They have brownies?" Sakura squealed, "Hoe!"
Tomoyo turned to Mieling, "It's her absolute favorite," she explained.
Sakura stood up and walked over to the line, which wasn't that long. After few seconds, a group went behind her making a loud conversation.
"So, Xiao-lang, you're on you're own again!" One claimed, grinning madly, "An-Mei and Xiao-Ming brought us lunch again today!" he patted the man behind her on his back, laughing.
Sakura peeped at them and found out that they were all very tall.
One was seemingly handsome with black hair that was long enough to be tied at the back, a haircut popular in the past. He had sharp silver eyes that were framed by thin black rims.
The other was slightly shorter, but tall nonetheless. He had dark brown hair that was, from far away, slightly black. He had black-brown eyes that seemed to glitter.
But the one that caught her attention was the one that was lining up. He had chestnut colored hair that was a mixture of straight strands and unruly strands. His amber eyes were narrowed as he stood with his hands folded across his chest.
"Whatever. Look Rui-Run, Xiang-Lian, I wouldn't be here if Mother didn't ban me again from leaving the school grounds." The man behind her retorted, frowning.
Sakura blinked, and turned back to the line, which moved a bit, even then, her ears were still listening to the conversation behind her.
"Go. Whatever, I don't need you two watching me get my food." The voice was obviously the one who was behind her.
"Which is horrible, especially the Siopao." The man laughed and left with his other friend, waving good-bye to the man they left behind.
"Honey?" The caterer banged her hand on the cash registrar, trying to catch her attention, "I need your order." She said loudly, drawing attention back to her.
"Oh... um... tuna sandwich and... ah..." Sakura smiled nervously at the caterer, "That's all."
"Ah huh. That'll be $10. That includes drinks and desert. The choices are there at the end of the counter, sweetie." The caterer punched down her order, she called one caterer, "An-An, one tuna sandwich with Coke--"
"Sprite." Sakura corrected, fumbling in her purse for the money.
"Sprite." The caterer amended, she turned back to Sakura, "Alright, get your desert and your order will be passed to you."
"Arigato." Sakura smiled, blinked, and corrected herself, "Ah, thank you." She handed the caterer the exact amount and proceeded to walk to the place she mentioned.
She walked slowly towards the end, looking at each of the foods available, "Moe... I should have ordered Chicken, they didn't say they had any..." A caterer walked to her and handed her her orders on the way. When she reached the end, she saw one brownie left on the tray.
"How lucky! One more brownie for me!" By this time, she noticed that the person after her in the line was already behind her, she turned to him and saw him looking at the brownie, a bit of frustration in his eyes. Sakura blinked.
'What if he likes brownies?' Sakura though, frowning slightly, 'Poor him. I wonder how it feels to see something so near yet so far...' Sakura smiled at him, "Ne, here, you can have this last piece."
"Look, I don't need--"
She pushed it towards him, "Bye!"
"My god! What is that?" Tsai Rui-Run claimed, pointing to the brownie in his friend, Xiao-Lang's hand, "A brownie? In Li Xiao-Lang's hand? By god, is this a comedy movie?" He asked the black haired man beside him.
Huang Xiang-Lian studied the man before him who was frowning. "It's a change, a very pleasant change."
"Change?" Liao An-Mei repeated, "Change, sweetheart? I don't like it."
"Shut up bitch." Syaoran snapped, putting his tray down.
"Don't be that way, Xiao-Lang." Tsu Xiao-Ming rolled her eyes from Rui- Run's lap, "An-Mei, quiet down. He's obviously not in the mood, right sweetie?"
"That's it. Two words for the two bitches: Get out!" Syaoran glared at them as both of them slide out of their chairs.
"Hey!" Rui-Run could only watch as his girlfriend left the table, "Xiao- Lang, c'mon. Just because you don't have a girlfriend, doesn't mean you should be riling ours!" he protested.
"Rui," Xiang-Lian used Rui-Run's nickname, "You should be ashamed of yourself, mentioning that Xiao-Lang has no girlfriend." Xiang-Lian drank his orange juice and lifted it up enough for them to see, "Cheers for us for having gotten girlfriends earlier than Xiao-Lang!"
Rui-Run laughed and rose his coke bottle against Xiang-Lian's, "Cheers!"
"Stupid bastards..." Syaoran muttered.
"Any C.G.O.C.?" Tomoyo asked as she munched on her cookie that she brought from home, "I haven't spotted any." She added carelessly cracking it in half as she passed the other half to Meiling, who took it gratefully.
"C.G.O.C.? What's that?" Sakura put down her tuna sandwich and slid into the chair beside Meiling, "Cute Grumbly Original Coddlers?" She guessed, unwrapping her tuna sandwich and crumpling the plastic wrapper to lay it aside in her tray.
Meiling looked at Sakura, amused, as she bit into the half-eaten cookie Tomoyo gave her, she waited for it to be swallowed before answering her honey-brown haired friend, "No silly, Cute Guys on Campus."
"Oh..." Sakura replied, completely uninterested. Meiling and Tomoyo often spoke about these stuff that Sakura wasn't feeling left out. When Meiling came back in to Elementary, she managed to make Tomoyo boy-crazy, like her.
"So, what is it? Have or not have?" Tomoyo asked, throwing the plastic of her cookie in her tray and sipping her orange juice.
"Definitely have. I saw these groups of cute guys going together and flirting with another group of girls!" Meiling gushed, "I saw one wink at me, I swear!"
"I did too!" Tomoyo squealed loudly, "He's so cute! He has twinkly brown eyes and amazing black hair... Kawaii!"
"Ne, how bout Eriol-kun?" Sakura asked, referring to Tomoyo's boyfriend who stayed in England, "Isn't he kawaii anymore?" she asked.
"Oh, he definitely is kawaii... it's just that he's not here anymore, so that doesn't mean I can gush over cute guys," Tomoyo said with a strange twinkle in her eyes.
"How about you, Sakura?" Meiling leaned over the table, a sly smile in place, "You must've spotted at least one if Tomoyo's willing to cheat on Eriol."
"Hey!" Tomoyo cut in as Sakura giggled.
"There was a cute guy behind me..." Sakura thought loudly, "Hanging out with two other guys."
"Cute guys?"
"I guess..."
"Eh, where's your brownie? They didn't have any left?" Meiling pointed to Sakura's empty tray, "All I saw was a tuna sandwich, and that's in your hand."
"Oh! I gave it to him."
"Sakura!" Meiling and Tomoyo gasped at the same time,
"Sakura! That's not the way to flirt!" Meiling cried, "you're supposed to play around with him, pretend to give it out, then pull it close to your chest, tap your cheek and say: 'I'll give you this in one condition... (Don't forget the dramatic pause!) Kiss me!"
"Isn't that a little forward?" Sakura questioned curiously.
"That stunt sounds familiar..." Tomoyo quipped, "It sounded like when Yuma tried to do that. If I remember correctly, you slapped him with your tray..."
"Kurusai. (Shut up)" Meiling muttered, she turned to Sakura, "Fine, maybe it was too forward."
"So, what else did you do?" Tomoyo asked.
"I left." Sakura shrugged
"Without seeing his reaction?" Meiling cried, "You should've checked if he looked like he appreciated it, or at least see if he got it!" she waved her hands around, trying to make Sakura understand.
"What she's trying to say is that you'll fail her 'Flirt to the Max' test, Sakura." Tomoyo patted Sakura at her back, "Don't worry, no one else passed it except the maker." She joked, laughing at the look Meiling had on her face.
"Oh, ha ha. Funny Tomoyo, somehow, I forgot to laugh."
allo! Bai bai!!
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Dreams on Clouds
Disclaimer: If I owned it, you think I'll be wasting my time writing this work of fiction? Hell no. I'll be busy snogging Syaoran instead of writing this. So do I look like I own it? Unless one of you want to give them to me...? =)
Summary: Syaoran Li is a hard-to-get hottie. Like any normal hottie, he is rich, and handsome. But girlfriendless, and not planning on any either. Until one Sakura Kinomoto comes in and ruins all his dreams for bachelorhood by touching his heart like no one has. But she has no designs on him. Now all he has to do is catch her heart before she slips away from him.
The plot gets better, I swear! ;)
Chapter 1: A Touch of Style
A Touch of Sweetness
Dreams on Clouds
"Where is she?" A girl with long black hair muttered to herself, feeling a bit of tiredness at her best friend's lateness as she ran her fingers through her hair in exasperation.
"Ah, excuse me, did you see a girl about my height, with honey-brown hair?" Another girl with her long black hair, which was separated into to buns, asked a guy who was glaring at some people with two other guys behind him.
The guy looked at her irritably, "Do I look like I care?" He snapped and turned back to his friends, scowling even more than before.
Not wanting to be ignored, she poked him on the back repeatedly. The girl continued angrily, "I asked--"
"Ah, Meiling-kun, maybe she's there?" The long black-haired girl cut in, smiling at the man sweetly, tying to prevent a fight that might ensue with Meiling's fearless attitude.
Meiling turned to Tomoyo, seeing through her act. She groaned and let herself be dragged away by Tomoyo before she muttered, "What a meanie."
Tomoyo Daidouji was of medium height for a woman who was eighteen years old. Her long black hair was the type that was straight then curved at the bottom. Her amethyst eyes were narrowed as she scanned her surroundings, hoping to spot a flash or honey brown hair.
Meiling Li, on the other hand, was a bit taller than most. Even with her structure, she wore her long straight black hair in the Chinese customary hairstyle, two buns on each side which depicted a childlike personality. Her ruby red eyes were stuck glaring at the man, forgetting the reason she talked to him.
"He should take a pill of the chill variety." Meiling snapped, sending him the middle finger, but he didn't see since he was facing the other direction.
Tomoyo ignored her friend and spotted a bit of honey brown hair somewhere on her left so she trailed after it, forgetting about her companion.
"Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo pushed her way through, ignoring the people who complained at her, "Sakura-chan!" she called louder.
"Sakura-chan?" Meiling repeated, confused, turning to the spot her friend was in and was met by an empty spot. She spotted Tomoyo and started following her.
The girl who was being called turned her head curiously, "Tomoyo-chan?" she asked hopefully, her emerald eyes searching for a sign of the person she mentioned.
"Sakura, were you here the whole time?" Tomoyo asked finally standing in front of Sakura as she regarded her with a pleased smile. She was inching to hug her friend as they didn't see each other for a long time.
"Yeah. I was looking for you guys." Sakura smiled at them once Meiling came. She giggled and held up her hand as one would if they were comparing heights, "Mou... Tomoyo, you're taller than me!" She giggled.
Tomoyo ignored what Sakura said and make her own response, "Sakura-chan, I missed you!" she closed the gap between them and hugged her honey-brown haired friend tightly.
"I missed you too Tomoyo-chan." Sakura returned the hug, a lazy smile stretched on her face as she continuously patted her back.
"Group hug!" Meiling laughed and squeezed herself in as the two made way for her.
All three of the girls just finished their High School years in different countries. Sakura had hers in Japan, Tomoyo had hers in England while Meiling had hers in Hong Kong. They decided to spend their last four years of schooling together at the well-known college, the Hong Kong University. The summer before college, they all enrolled at a Cantonese Learning Summer School so they would somewhat speak the language more fluently.
"Gak! Sakura! What in the world are you wearing?" Meiling pushed Sakura and Tomoyo away and looked at her with that exasperated look, "We are in College, not Elementary!"
Sakura Kinomoto fingered her yellow sundress nervously. Her emerald green eyes were looking at it anxiously. Her honey brown hair was let down making it reach up to her shoulder blades.
"Is it too short? Onii-chan claimed it was just the right size." Sakura turned to Tomoyo, as she was the fashion designer in the trio, "Is it?" she repeated.
Tomoyo and Meiling looked at each other, amusement playing in their eyes, Meiling finally burst out laughing at what her friend just said. "Too short?" Tomoyo finally repeated, smiling widely.
"Too short my ass." Meiling added, patting Sakura's back reassuringly, the laughter subsiding a bit.
"Sakura-chan, it's longer than necessary." Tomoyo pointed to the bottom, which was right before her ankles. "That's why Touya let you wear it." She reasoned out lightly, knowing what the reaction will be.
"I knew it!" Sakura cried angrily, but a blush was obvious in her cheeks as she looked like a strawberry in season, "Now I have to look like an idiot for my first day of classes in college!" she grumbled, a number of images forming in her head as she planned the revenge on her brother.
"Don't worry, Sakura-chan. I thought this through." Tomoyo let her purple backpack, which was slumped around her shoulder, fall to the floor. She kneeled and opened it, producing some clothing. "Hurry! We have to get to the bathroom before the bell rings!" she said quickly slumping the bag back on her shoulder as she let the clothes rest on her arm.
Meiling, understanding what Tomoyo planned, grabbed Sakura and together they followed Tomoyo who was weaving in and out of the corridors, her voice speaking in rapid Japanese.
"Okaa-sama let me tour this school during enrollment, and if I'm right, it'll probably be," She paused and stopped in her place, her amethyst eyes scanning the area quickly, when she saw it, she smiled, "There!" she pointed at a door which had the well-known female bathroom sign.
"But why..." Sakura asked but was interrupted by Meiling who was pushing her inside the bathroom forcefully.
"Did you lock the door?" Tomoyo asked Meiling who proceeded to do just that. Meiling even checked each of the cubicles to make sure no one was inside for good measure.
"Nada. No residents in the bathroom." Meiling reported, walking to them.
"Take it off, Sakura-chan." Tomoyo said, fixing the clothes on the table beside the sink. She knew Sakura enough to know that she wouldn't want to talk it off. "Sakura..."
"Can't I even--" Sakura pleaded, only to be interrupted.
"Nope." Tomoyo held up the shirt, inspecting it closely.
Sakura sighed and took off her sundress. "Tomoyo-chan... can't I see--"
"Just wear it." Meiling grabbed the shirt from Tomoyo's hands and pushed it to Sakura using a no-nonsense tone. Sakura took it hesitantly.
"What if it's--"
"Wear it!!" Meiling and Tomoyo shouted, exasperated.
Sakura rolled her eyes and wore the clothes, besides the shirt, she had to walk over to the table, a pout obvious in her features.
"Kawaii deswa!" Tomoyo squealed--both hands clasped in front of her, a smile adorning her face as it brightened up--after Sakura finished wearing it. It brought back memories. Memories she cherished.
Meiling laughed as Tomoyo grabbed a recorder from her bag and focused it on Sakura, who flushed brightly.
"Tomoyo," Sakura started, trying to ignore what Tomoyo was doing, looking at herself in the mirror as Tomoyo press the record button, "It' so... revealing..."
"Nonsense, Sakura." Meiling waved her hand, "It's what college students wear. Look at me." Meiling pointed to her
Meiling had a tight black mini shirt and a blood red tank top, which was overlapped by a leather jacket. On her feet she had red high heels.
Sakura looked at herself in the mirror again, frowning.
She had on a midriff revealing shirt that had the number seven in the middle. The shirt didn't have something to cover the shoulders, but it had sleeves. It was colored blue and the number seven was pink. For her lower portion, she had short shorts which were beige in color. Her feet maintained from before had sneakers.
"It's not that bad." Meiling shrugged casually, "I mean, Tomoyo's..." she trailed off for effect.
"What about mine?" Tomoyo asked, giving Meiling a charming smile as if testing her.
She wore a light blue shirt that had beads on the bottom. On her legs she wore jeans. For her feet she had rubbershoes.
"Not trying to make a first impression of a stylist, are we?" Meiling joked.
BRINGGGG!!
Sakura ignored it and fingered her shirt, "You think the teacher will let me wear it?" She asked Tomoyo slowly, feeling awkward in it.
"Yeah, Sakura-chan." Tomoyo replied, grabbing Sakura's sundress from the floor and folding it, "It's one of the benefits of being a college student." She reasoned.
"Unless of course you decide to wear bra and panties only." Meiling stated with a wink.
They all laughed.
Until she added, "It happened! My brother actually witnessed it!"
"Wong sensei was so strict!" Sakura cried, a pout on her lips, she winced when she remembered what he told her, and hugged her notebooks tighter to her chest, "It's was like he was out to get me..."
"Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, he was angry cause he was surprised you didn't know algebra like you're supposed to." Meiling answered as they entered the cafeteria for lunch, "He actually had good intentions for doing it."
Sakura pouted even more at what her friend said.
"But Tsai sensei was very pleasant." Tomoyo added, trying to change the topic, referring to their Chinese teacher.
"Yeah, it's very rare for Chinese teachers to be pleasant." Meiling agreed, a smile spreading on her face, "I mean, compared to Liu Lao Sher (A/N: Lao Sher means teacher, I'm not sure about the Ping in, but that's how I say it) Tsai Lao Sher is a hell lot better to be with!" she made out.
Tomoyo and Sakura laughed, but Sakura's seemed sudden.
"How was the fit Sakura? I didn't see you squirming around that much." Tomoyo observed, "I saw the guy behind you checking you out." She added with a suggestive wink, "He was cute."
"More like checking out her ass." Meiling added as Tomoyo laughed to her reply.
"Guys!" Sakura cried, blushing.
They all laughed at Sakura's expression as she pouted once again.
"Ne ne, Sakura, c'mon, let's find a seat." Tomoyo pulled Sakura away, Meiling trotting behind.
When they found a table, Meiling dropped her book and went to the counter to get her food, not bothering to talk to them as was her attitude even in elementary that they were used to it.
"Tomoyo-chan, let me stay here to watch over the table," Sakura offered, sitting down, and dropping her own books, "That way, we'll keep this table and you two will be able to get your food."
"You're sure? I can do it." When Sakura nodded carelessly, a smile on her face, "Arigato, Sakura-chan." Tomoyo said, hugging Sakura momentarily, "I'll hurry, promise." She put her notebooks down and walked off.
Sakura smiled and waved them away, watching them meet up in line and start talking. As she was waiting for them, someone occupied the chair beside her. She blinked, and looked at the intruder.
"Hello, beautiful lady, Whatcha doing all by yourself?" He asked, a flirtatious smile playing on his features as he checked her out, he noticed the notebooks and grinned. 'More chicks to flirt with...' he thought.
"Oh, I'm saving the table for my friends." Sakura smiled and grabbed her Algebra book, opening it on a certain page.
"Hm..." he thought, before grinning, "Need help? I'm pretty good with numbers."
Sakura brightened up, "Oh, gee, thanks!"
The man grinned, "Wait, I'll call my friends so we can all be together." He made a move to stand up.
Sakura looked around and noticed that the other tables were occupied. She looked at the people behind him and saw that they were just enough to fit the whole table, no space for Tomoyo or Meiling.
"Ahm... sorry--"
"But we're sitting here." Meiling cut in, glaring at the man, a tray of lunch in her arms, "You and your losers can sit there on the floor, thank you very much."
"Meiling..." Sakura gave her an appreciative look, moving her chair away from him in case he wanted to hit something.
Some men closed in on Meiling who didn't look intimidated, instead, she laughed hastily, "Really now..."
"Aiya, what's happening here?" Tomoyo came with a tray in her arms like Meiling, rushing to stop what was happening.
"These blokes like to steal our chair." Meiling replied in Japanese, knowing they couldn't understand her. she was right, "They were dumbfounded.
"Honto?" Tomoyo smiled at them, then proceeded to talk in Japanese to them, "My friends and I would greatly appreciated it if idiots like you learned to not steal away this table that we got."
"Ah, forget it guys, these people are freaks anyway." The man glared at them and stood up, making the others follow him.
"Ah!" Meiling called them, when they turned around; she gave them the middle finger.
Tomoyo grinned when Meiling turned back to them, "Ne, Sakura, why don't you get your food already as we're here to watch over the table."
"What do they have?" Sakura asked, leaning forward, looking at their food.
"A lot. Dumplings, Siopao, tuna sandwich--" Tomoyo started.
"Uhm! Don't forget the brownies!" Meiling raised her brownies high enough for Sakura to see, "It's excellent!"
"Wow! They have brownies?" Sakura squealed, "Hoe!"
Tomoyo turned to Mieling, "It's her absolute favorite," she explained.
Sakura stood up and walked over to the line, which wasn't that long. After few seconds, a group went behind her making a loud conversation.
"So, Xiao-lang, you're on you're own again!" One claimed, grinning madly, "An-Mei and Xiao-Ming brought us lunch again today!" he patted the man behind her on his back, laughing.
Sakura peeped at them and found out that they were all very tall.
One was seemingly handsome with black hair that was long enough to be tied at the back, a haircut popular in the past. He had sharp silver eyes that were framed by thin black rims.
The other was slightly shorter, but tall nonetheless. He had dark brown hair that was, from far away, slightly black. He had black-brown eyes that seemed to glitter.
But the one that caught her attention was the one that was lining up. He had chestnut colored hair that was a mixture of straight strands and unruly strands. His amber eyes were narrowed as he stood with his hands folded across his chest.
"Whatever. Look Rui-Run, Xiang-Lian, I wouldn't be here if Mother didn't ban me again from leaving the school grounds." The man behind her retorted, frowning.
Sakura blinked, and turned back to the line, which moved a bit, even then, her ears were still listening to the conversation behind her.
"Go. Whatever, I don't need you two watching me get my food." The voice was obviously the one who was behind her.
"Which is horrible, especially the Siopao." The man laughed and left with his other friend, waving good-bye to the man they left behind.
"Honey?" The caterer banged her hand on the cash registrar, trying to catch her attention, "I need your order." She said loudly, drawing attention back to her.
"Oh... um... tuna sandwich and... ah..." Sakura smiled nervously at the caterer, "That's all."
"Ah huh. That'll be $10. That includes drinks and desert. The choices are there at the end of the counter, sweetie." The caterer punched down her order, she called one caterer, "An-An, one tuna sandwich with Coke--"
"Sprite." Sakura corrected, fumbling in her purse for the money.
"Sprite." The caterer amended, she turned back to Sakura, "Alright, get your desert and your order will be passed to you."
"Arigato." Sakura smiled, blinked, and corrected herself, "Ah, thank you." She handed the caterer the exact amount and proceeded to walk to the place she mentioned.
She walked slowly towards the end, looking at each of the foods available, "Moe... I should have ordered Chicken, they didn't say they had any..." A caterer walked to her and handed her her orders on the way. When she reached the end, she saw one brownie left on the tray.
"How lucky! One more brownie for me!" By this time, she noticed that the person after her in the line was already behind her, she turned to him and saw him looking at the brownie, a bit of frustration in his eyes. Sakura blinked.
'What if he likes brownies?' Sakura though, frowning slightly, 'Poor him. I wonder how it feels to see something so near yet so far...' Sakura smiled at him, "Ne, here, you can have this last piece."
"Look, I don't need--"
She pushed it towards him, "Bye!"
"My god! What is that?" Tsai Rui-Run claimed, pointing to the brownie in his friend, Xiao-Lang's hand, "A brownie? In Li Xiao-Lang's hand? By god, is this a comedy movie?" He asked the black haired man beside him.
Huang Xiang-Lian studied the man before him who was frowning. "It's a change, a very pleasant change."
"Change?" Liao An-Mei repeated, "Change, sweetheart? I don't like it."
"Shut up bitch." Syaoran snapped, putting his tray down.
"Don't be that way, Xiao-Lang." Tsu Xiao-Ming rolled her eyes from Rui- Run's lap, "An-Mei, quiet down. He's obviously not in the mood, right sweetie?"
"That's it. Two words for the two bitches: Get out!" Syaoran glared at them as both of them slide out of their chairs.
"Hey!" Rui-Run could only watch as his girlfriend left the table, "Xiao- Lang, c'mon. Just because you don't have a girlfriend, doesn't mean you should be riling ours!" he protested.
"Rui," Xiang-Lian used Rui-Run's nickname, "You should be ashamed of yourself, mentioning that Xiao-Lang has no girlfriend." Xiang-Lian drank his orange juice and lifted it up enough for them to see, "Cheers for us for having gotten girlfriends earlier than Xiao-Lang!"
Rui-Run laughed and rose his coke bottle against Xiang-Lian's, "Cheers!"
"Stupid bastards..." Syaoran muttered.
"Any C.G.O.C.?" Tomoyo asked as she munched on her cookie that she brought from home, "I haven't spotted any." She added carelessly cracking it in half as she passed the other half to Meiling, who took it gratefully.
"C.G.O.C.? What's that?" Sakura put down her tuna sandwich and slid into the chair beside Meiling, "Cute Grumbly Original Coddlers?" She guessed, unwrapping her tuna sandwich and crumpling the plastic wrapper to lay it aside in her tray.
Meiling looked at Sakura, amused, as she bit into the half-eaten cookie Tomoyo gave her, she waited for it to be swallowed before answering her honey-brown haired friend, "No silly, Cute Guys on Campus."
"Oh..." Sakura replied, completely uninterested. Meiling and Tomoyo often spoke about these stuff that Sakura wasn't feeling left out. When Meiling came back in to Elementary, she managed to make Tomoyo boy-crazy, like her.
"So, what is it? Have or not have?" Tomoyo asked, throwing the plastic of her cookie in her tray and sipping her orange juice.
"Definitely have. I saw these groups of cute guys going together and flirting with another group of girls!" Meiling gushed, "I saw one wink at me, I swear!"
"I did too!" Tomoyo squealed loudly, "He's so cute! He has twinkly brown eyes and amazing black hair... Kawaii!"
"Ne, how bout Eriol-kun?" Sakura asked, referring to Tomoyo's boyfriend who stayed in England, "Isn't he kawaii anymore?" she asked.
"Oh, he definitely is kawaii... it's just that he's not here anymore, so that doesn't mean I can gush over cute guys," Tomoyo said with a strange twinkle in her eyes.
"How about you, Sakura?" Meiling leaned over the table, a sly smile in place, "You must've spotted at least one if Tomoyo's willing to cheat on Eriol."
"Hey!" Tomoyo cut in as Sakura giggled.
"There was a cute guy behind me..." Sakura thought loudly, "Hanging out with two other guys."
"Cute guys?"
"I guess..."
"Eh, where's your brownie? They didn't have any left?" Meiling pointed to Sakura's empty tray, "All I saw was a tuna sandwich, and that's in your hand."
"Oh! I gave it to him."
"Sakura!" Meiling and Tomoyo gasped at the same time,
"Sakura! That's not the way to flirt!" Meiling cried, "you're supposed to play around with him, pretend to give it out, then pull it close to your chest, tap your cheek and say: 'I'll give you this in one condition... (Don't forget the dramatic pause!) Kiss me!"
"Isn't that a little forward?" Sakura questioned curiously.
"That stunt sounds familiar..." Tomoyo quipped, "It sounded like when Yuma tried to do that. If I remember correctly, you slapped him with your tray..."
"Kurusai. (Shut up)" Meiling muttered, she turned to Sakura, "Fine, maybe it was too forward."
"So, what else did you do?" Tomoyo asked.
"I left." Sakura shrugged
"Without seeing his reaction?" Meiling cried, "You should've checked if he looked like he appreciated it, or at least see if he got it!" she waved her hands around, trying to make Sakura understand.
"What she's trying to say is that you'll fail her 'Flirt to the Max' test, Sakura." Tomoyo patted Sakura at her back, "Don't worry, no one else passed it except the maker." She joked, laughing at the look Meiling had on her face.
"Oh, ha ha. Funny Tomoyo, somehow, I forgot to laugh."
allo! Bai bai!!
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