A fool to you and me-Aiite minna-san! This will be my first collaboration
from anybody on ff.net and she's like one of my best friends too! Yay oh
and btw I'm the author of Tiramisu too! Oh btw. This is set in hk!
Overdose- Hey ya'll! Hope you enjoy this fic, Im kinda exited. This is the first FF I've ever written and apparently, writing it with a best friend also helps. Anyway, this chapter might be kinda short, but PLEASE R&R! The more reviews . the more encouraged we get to write the next chapter. =) Enjoy! xoxo
Disclaimer: blahblah blah I don? know CCS, Clamp does and the same goes with all the songs used in this ficci.
Refresh my mind
By: A fool to you and me and Overdose
"One, two, three, four, up! Good, now do a jete (some ballet movement I'm not adding those weird accent things) twirl, grace, girls, grace." Miko- sensei commented over the piano keys.
"Hey Sakura are you gonna pierce your belly AGAIN??" Whispered a certain amethyst-eyed girl.
"Yea, it got blocked cuz I had to take it out, god these tops are way too tight" another girl replied after twirling yet again another jete.
"God, why do I bother taking these classes anyway? Waste of my fucking time, I'd rather be learning another kata or something??
"Sakura, because you need GRACE and POISE" replied her best friend otherwise known as Tomoyo.
"Grace and Poise my ass Tomoyo. You show me what you can do." Sakura snapped.
Tomoyo looked taken aback. "Whoa Sakura, I'm just kidding. What's with you these days?"
Sakura sighed. "I don't know myself ... all this shit is happening to me. Its just like . in my face. I'm sorry Tomoyo, ignore what I just said."
"Mmmm, are you sure? You can always tell me you know? I'm always here for you, no matter what." Tomoyo glanced at her with concern.
"Girls, are you doing what you're supposed to do?" a sharp voice cut them off.
"Fuck what we're supposed to do." As Sakura said obscenities under her breathe.
[[Much Later]] -hehe time jump!
"God, am I glad to be free from that bitch!" Tomoyo practically screamed in fury as soon as they left the gymnasium as Sakura giggled.
"My leg is full of bruises, we're like tortured by her." The girls impatiently waited on the pavement for the green light. Sakura dug through her backpack and snapped open her mirror and groaned.
"Need the eyeliner?" Tomoyo asked sticking one out in front of her.
Sakura grinned. "How did you know?"
"I just do. That's what best friends are for."
Sakura uncapped her eye pencil what happened in the next 3 milliseconds happened all too fast. She could feel herself slamming into the pavement and everything she had crashed next to her.
"Crap, are you okay?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura nodded and slowly picked up her belongings and there, standing in front of her was some girl who was wearing a plaid mini-skirt, leopard print leotard and an extremely colorful lacy shirt. To top it off, she wore knee length boots and had caked on makeup on her face. Sakura started bursting out laughing in front of her face pointing as Tomoyo did the same, but more quietly.
"What the fuck? What are you laughing at?" The girl asked, sticking up her nose.
Sakura bit her lip trying to hold down her laughter. "Nothing. Are you gonna apologize for knocking me down?"
"Huh, me knock you down? You were the one standing in the middle of the road, coloring your face."
Sakura snorted. "Talk about colorful. Look who's talking?''
The girl took one step closer. "Don't you ever talk back to me bitch."
"Why not? I do have freedom of speech you know, and look who's talking bitch." Sakura bit back.
"Do you know who you're talking to?"
"Apparently no ... are you meant to be famous, in some gay ass way?"
She could practically see the smoke coming out from her ears, and smirked, no one could win her in a bitch fight, especially when she's this pissed. "That's it!" the girl huffed and started walking off.
Sakura frowned. "That's it? You're just going to go?"
The weird looking chick sharply turned around, cracked her fingers and pushed her sleeves up. "I bet there's one thing you can't do, that's to fight. Your world is probably so full of sunshine, flowers and rainbows that you don't even know what it's like to be in the dark side." As she smirked not knowing Sakura had a black belt. (A/N haha stupid bitch.uh)
Sakura raised her eyebrows and took off her pink ballet jacket. "Okay, bring it on!"
[[Some other place close to the road]]
"Well, that's what they say anyway." A guy with brown messy spiky hair explained, running his hand through his already messy hair.
"Is that right? I thought it was the other way round." A blue quiffed haired guy told his friend, replacing his black-framed glasses with this gray tinted sunglasses.
"Positive. Hey, what's happening here?" the brown haired one said to nobody in particular, tiptoed over the crowd of people.
A guy in front of him turned back. "Two chicks are having a bitch fight. It should be an interesting one, the little brunette is sure one hot thing."
They both glanced at each other, raising their eyebrows. "Who's the two chicks?" the guy in blue whose name happened to be Eriol (A/n duh) asked the guy. "Uh. This Ballet chick and this weird girl with black and pink hair with buns." Came the expectant reply. " Meiling" (A/N sorry guys. I swear they're gonna be friends after this okie? And I don't hate Meiling okie?) They both stated as if this was an ordinary thing to do on a Saturday morning.
AFTYATM- short for a fool to you and to me btw..anyway.Cliffie! comments please review or email either one of us.we'll be happy to ansa them!
Overdose- Hey ya'll! Hope you enjoy this fic, Im kinda exited. This is the first FF I've ever written and apparently, writing it with a best friend also helps. Anyway, this chapter might be kinda short, but PLEASE R&R! The more reviews . the more encouraged we get to write the next chapter. =) Enjoy! xoxo
Disclaimer: blahblah blah I don? know CCS, Clamp does and the same goes with all the songs used in this ficci.
Refresh my mind
By: A fool to you and me and Overdose
"One, two, three, four, up! Good, now do a jete (some ballet movement I'm not adding those weird accent things) twirl, grace, girls, grace." Miko- sensei commented over the piano keys.
"Hey Sakura are you gonna pierce your belly AGAIN??" Whispered a certain amethyst-eyed girl.
"Yea, it got blocked cuz I had to take it out, god these tops are way too tight" another girl replied after twirling yet again another jete.
"God, why do I bother taking these classes anyway? Waste of my fucking time, I'd rather be learning another kata or something??
"Sakura, because you need GRACE and POISE" replied her best friend otherwise known as Tomoyo.
"Grace and Poise my ass Tomoyo. You show me what you can do." Sakura snapped.
Tomoyo looked taken aback. "Whoa Sakura, I'm just kidding. What's with you these days?"
Sakura sighed. "I don't know myself ... all this shit is happening to me. Its just like . in my face. I'm sorry Tomoyo, ignore what I just said."
"Mmmm, are you sure? You can always tell me you know? I'm always here for you, no matter what." Tomoyo glanced at her with concern.
"Girls, are you doing what you're supposed to do?" a sharp voice cut them off.
"Fuck what we're supposed to do." As Sakura said obscenities under her breathe.
[[Much Later]] -hehe time jump!
"God, am I glad to be free from that bitch!" Tomoyo practically screamed in fury as soon as they left the gymnasium as Sakura giggled.
"My leg is full of bruises, we're like tortured by her." The girls impatiently waited on the pavement for the green light. Sakura dug through her backpack and snapped open her mirror and groaned.
"Need the eyeliner?" Tomoyo asked sticking one out in front of her.
Sakura grinned. "How did you know?"
"I just do. That's what best friends are for."
Sakura uncapped her eye pencil what happened in the next 3 milliseconds happened all too fast. She could feel herself slamming into the pavement and everything she had crashed next to her.
"Crap, are you okay?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura nodded and slowly picked up her belongings and there, standing in front of her was some girl who was wearing a plaid mini-skirt, leopard print leotard and an extremely colorful lacy shirt. To top it off, she wore knee length boots and had caked on makeup on her face. Sakura started bursting out laughing in front of her face pointing as Tomoyo did the same, but more quietly.
"What the fuck? What are you laughing at?" The girl asked, sticking up her nose.
Sakura bit her lip trying to hold down her laughter. "Nothing. Are you gonna apologize for knocking me down?"
"Huh, me knock you down? You were the one standing in the middle of the road, coloring your face."
Sakura snorted. "Talk about colorful. Look who's talking?''
The girl took one step closer. "Don't you ever talk back to me bitch."
"Why not? I do have freedom of speech you know, and look who's talking bitch." Sakura bit back.
"Do you know who you're talking to?"
"Apparently no ... are you meant to be famous, in some gay ass way?"
She could practically see the smoke coming out from her ears, and smirked, no one could win her in a bitch fight, especially when she's this pissed. "That's it!" the girl huffed and started walking off.
Sakura frowned. "That's it? You're just going to go?"
The weird looking chick sharply turned around, cracked her fingers and pushed her sleeves up. "I bet there's one thing you can't do, that's to fight. Your world is probably so full of sunshine, flowers and rainbows that you don't even know what it's like to be in the dark side." As she smirked not knowing Sakura had a black belt. (A/N haha stupid bitch.uh)
Sakura raised her eyebrows and took off her pink ballet jacket. "Okay, bring it on!"
[[Some other place close to the road]]
"Well, that's what they say anyway." A guy with brown messy spiky hair explained, running his hand through his already messy hair.
"Is that right? I thought it was the other way round." A blue quiffed haired guy told his friend, replacing his black-framed glasses with this gray tinted sunglasses.
"Positive. Hey, what's happening here?" the brown haired one said to nobody in particular, tiptoed over the crowd of people.
A guy in front of him turned back. "Two chicks are having a bitch fight. It should be an interesting one, the little brunette is sure one hot thing."
They both glanced at each other, raising their eyebrows. "Who's the two chicks?" the guy in blue whose name happened to be Eriol (A/n duh) asked the guy. "Uh. This Ballet chick and this weird girl with black and pink hair with buns." Came the expectant reply. " Meiling" (A/N sorry guys. I swear they're gonna be friends after this okie? And I don't hate Meiling okie?) They both stated as if this was an ordinary thing to do on a Saturday morning.
AFTYATM- short for a fool to you and to me btw..anyway.Cliffie! comments please review or email either one of us.we'll be happy to ansa them!