Catch You, Catch Me: Revenge
Chapter One - The Beautiful Sakura
By: Ly Tange
I do not own CCS/CC
Names of victims, cause of death, and what was be done.
TY: SHTBS, DVAX
TC: FKSID, NQX
YT: PLM, SPAX
RS: DD, NQX
Now that looks good. Another school, new enemies, and the feel of satisfaction. *COUGH* Gr... why do I have this stupid cough? Now where was I? Ah, yes.
Finish. Save file. Exit.
Hm... exit. Nice word. Exit...
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I was going to wait for the shuttle for only fifteen more minutes. I deeply regretted going to school on my roller blades. This had to be the most boring part of the day. Well, actually I was rather enjoying this time.
I pushed back a lock of my honey-brown hair and sighed. The crowd was getting restless. I finally figured out how many people in this part of town go to the same high school as me. Okay, so I'm not the best at math, but I still was in awe at how many people there were. I was still enjoying my time.
"I thought you said you'd never love Sakura-chan!" A voice rang.
"I know. I was, er, just looking out for the bus, Tomoyo." I said, tearing my gaze away from a guy.
"As if." She said in a matter-of-the-fact voice. "Hm. He is rather cute. Why don't I ask him out?"
"Wait! I saw him first!!!" I suddenly blushed realizing her plan. "I hate when you do this to me."
"Well, it is true Sakura. After you broke up with... you-know-who, you said you'd never love."
I looked down for a while, remembering the horrid thoughts of my love life. I had this terrible crush on Miles Danjo. He was one of the cutest boys around, was. I closed my eyes remembering what happened.
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"Miles, you can't leave me." Tears were in my eyes.
"I'm sorry." Miles said brushing back his blonde hair. I only stared into his sea blue eyes.
"WHY? Why are you doing this to me? What have I done to you?"
He sighed. "I told you. You've done nothing wrong. I-it's my father's fault. His stupid job took us away. He needs to move around and I have to come along."
I took a step back, tears falling freely. "G-Good-bye Miles."
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I was back in reality, and I stared at the ground. My eyes were misty again. "Are you happy Tomoyo? I'm crying now."
My best friend moved towards me. "Gomen Nasai (Sorry.) I never meant it. I just don't want you to get hurt again. Remember all the pain he left you with? It's better to feel that sadness than go through that pain again."
I looked up at her and smiled. "Arigato Tomoyo. You're a real best friend."
She grinned and I grinned back. I ran a hand through my hair and looked at him again, him as in the guy I was watching sometime ago. I said I wouldn't love, but who said I couldn't look? It was a new school, and a new year so there should be new students, like him. Okay, time for explanations.
I've dated back in eighth grade. I, uh, he broke up with me. I'm in high school now. Time for a new love life. Not really. I know I had to get better grades. Last year I got burned, seriously burned. My grades had dropped low, VERY low. It dropped because I loved. I loved someone. I promised myself not to love ever again. After all the pain Miles placed me through, I hadn't recovered and I couldn't take another blow.
Back to the present, I was starring at another guy. I couldn't resist. No one could, I think. He was pretty fit. You know, not too muscular, but not too thin. I think it was called: perfect. His hair looked sun tanned, naturally. His chestnut brown hair, that is. Every time he glanced around I tried to see his eyes. I found that they were a gorgeous colour of amber.
I noticed he was only a few inches taller than I was. Even though he was wearing simple clothes he still looked hot. To be exact: he was wearing casual khaki pants, and a dark green sweater. He was so hot. Literally, I think he was hot, the sun was glaring on all of us. Right now, I meant hot as in cute. In my eyes, he looked like he was Chinese. I had to check it out. I made a mental note to myself to 'accidentally' bump into him.
"Kawaii..." I thought out loud. I blushed after that. I'm sure no else heard. Everyone was shouting and it seemed like a fight would break out.
I looked at myself. I wondered if he thought that I was cute. I sighed; my hair was a normal amber colour. I liked my eyes though. They were a beautiful colour of emerald green. In Tomoyo's words: luminous eyes. I was wearing black flares, and a light pink shirt. I thought it was pretty casual. I had my best friend Tomoyo Daidouji to thank.
Tomoyo, where was she? I looked around and spotted her. I sighed. She was a way better figure than I was. She had pale black hair, which was pretty long. Her eyes were a nice shade of black and steel blue. I don't know how she got those coloured eyes. Her mother's eyes were red.
Right now, she was fit. I mean really fit. I think she'd gone a bit over weight last year, but now she was fit. She was wearing a pale blue shirt, and white flares. Tomoyo was really wealthy. I'm serious. She bought most of my clothes for me. She was also one of the best people to ask for fashion. Can you believe she was asked to make clothes for a company in grade seven?
Wait. I walked closer towards Tomoyo. She was talking to a boy. I smiled wickedly. She wasn't talking to a boy. She was flirting with a boy! I almost jumped for joy! Tomoyo was paying attention to a LOVE life!
I looked at her guy. He was okay, to my taste. He had a pair of simple glasses, navy blue hair, and taller than Tomoyo and me. I looked at his fashion sense. Good. He was wearing black formal pants and a steel blue collared, long sleeve. I decided not to interrupt them. Tomoyo seemed to be enjoying it.
Suddenly a screech heard from the bus startled me. What startled me more was a scream. I was in the middle of the crowd so I had no idea what was going on, until I saw it. I was shocked. There were several more cries and screams.
It was him. A boy from my English class was on the road. A thin trickle of blood escaped his mouth. There were clear black, tire marks against his bright white shirt. I gasped and clapped a hand over my mouth.
"OH MY--" I shrieked.
I couldn't believe my eyes. Someone from my class was lying on the road, and had been run over by the bus! I took a step back and bumped into someone. I looked. It was the guy I had watched earlier, you know, the Chinese one. He wrapped a hand around me. I blushed, but my face was pure white. My face was as white as a ghost's.
Tomoyo's love-at-first-sight quickly draped a jacket on the boy on the road. He bent down and quickly checked for a pulse. He became white and pale, uh, paler than usual. He shook his head sadly as Tomoyo approached him.
I could almost read Tomoyo's lips. "He's...?" She asked.
The navy blue haired boy nodded sadly.
I let hot tears down my face. I didn't really know that boy. I knew he was in my English class. That's all. I cried on the Chinese boy behind me and let the memory replay in my head.
"Shh, don't cry." The Chinese boy said. "Shh, don't cry my little Sakura."
I glanced up, surprised that he knew my name. Tomoyo was beside us. "Too bad..." She whispered.
"But, is he really?" I asked chocking on my words. Tomoyo only nodded.
Let's go somewhere else." The Chinese boy suggested.
Tomoyo jumped back, literally. "AND SKIP SCHOOL?!?"
The blue haired boy came to her side. "Yeah. To get our minds off this."
"How about Music Hall?"
Everyone but I nodded. We made our way through the gasping crowd.
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I sighed and looked at my glass of lemonade. I loved the Music Hall, but today I didn't feel so lively. I stared at the hardwood floor, at the different tables, and at the shimmering lights about. Tomoyo came back carrying a tray of burgers.
"Here you go Sakura. Sakura?"
I blinked once. "Oh, thanks Tomoyo." I took my burger.
"Sakura?" The Chinese boy repeated.
I smiled. "Yeah, that's my name. I wanted to know how'd you know my name at the stop?"
He laughed. "I never knew! I knew that Sakura meant cherry blossom. You reminded me of one so that's why I called you Sakura, Sakura."
"Really?" I was shocked, but happy. "Who are you anyway?"
He smacked his forehead. "Pardon my rudeness, my name is Syaoran Li."
"And I'm Sakura Kinomoto. It's a pleasure to meet you Li-kun." I blushed.
Syaoran smiled. "Call me Syaoran."
Tomoyo giggled at the sight. "I'm Tomoyo Daidouji, and this is Eriol Hiragizawa." She motioned to the blue haired boy.
I laughed a little, and everyone grew quiet. I knew everyone was thinking about that accident. I quivered at the thought. I found myself listening to the singers. I think it was because the song was making me forget all of my worries, and making me party.
A male singer was getting ready. He tapped the microphone once and smiled. He looked at the band members and they started an intro.
He took in a breath, brushed back a jet-black hair and began.
"Help us get this started
Everyone's excited
We'll spend the whole time groovin'
Cause what we really like
Is to party on Friday night
I got my friends and we're here to groove (na na na)
Nothing's wrong aint' nuthing to prove
Don't need no cash just bring a friend
Cause we're gonna party all night again
1 can make a party
2 is not enough to get you down
3 you still get lonely cause tonight's the night for crowds
You can make it better
We can help a little bit too
Us and you together there aint' nothin' we can't do
Schools all out and now it's time to play (na na na)
Weekends come like a holiday
Best thing is that I got my crew
And if you want you can join us too
1 can make a party
2 is not enough to get you down
3 you still get lonely cause tonight's the night for crowds
You can make it better
We can help a little bit too
Us and you together there aint' nothin' we can't do
(Chorus)
Monday, Tuesday come and go
Wednesday, Thursday sometimes slow
Friday comes (just) like a dream
We'll party until we have to leave
Monday, Tuesday come and go
Wednesday, Thursday sometimes slow
Friday comes (just) like a dream
We'll party until we have to leave
1 can make a party
2 is not enough to get you down
3 you still get lonely cause tonight's the night for crowds
You can make it better
We can help a little bit too
Us and you together there aint' nothin' we can't do
I smiled, listening to the song. It made me feel a whole lot better. I looked at Syaoran, he was cute, but he seemed distant now. I knew he'd wear it off. The picture of that boy on the road was still stuck in my head with super glue.
School, I'm missing school.
"OH MY GOSH! My paper!" I shouted.
Several people gave me stares. I only turned red. Tomoyo sighed. "Sakura, we're skipping school remember?"
"B-But..." English was a subject I was actually GOOD at. Tomoyo flew in almost everything. I, hehe, didn't exactly soar in everything. Just two subjects, and I was proud. I could only beat Tomoyo in physical Education and English. I practically failed math, everything else was either average or below average.
I sighed; remembering it was due on Friday. I had thought it was Friday because of that stupid song. I was getting annoyed. I loved the song, but I don't know why I was getting mad.
~I know... because of that accident...~
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Author's Notes:
Sakura and Syaoran are friendly on their first meeting?
Who's behind that accident?
WAS it an accident?
Who was at the start of the fic?
Sakura: It was a...*Ly claps a hand over her mouth*
Ly: Sakura you baka! Don't spoil it!
So? What do you think? Please R+R or e-mail me. Thanks! It's my first fic and hopefully you liked it. I think the next chapter will explain a lot more about what's going on.
Songs:
Friday Night - Sung by S Club 7