Author's note: Hello everyone! Well... I guess... Enjoy the story.
Dyare: And yes, originally this was in Inuyasha form on my other account, but it seems much more better suited for Cardcaptor Sakura.
Megan: And we wrote it together, so we decided to make a joint account for it.
Dyare: Yeah...
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS, sadly… Squishy and the Bubble Gang sigh sadly. Well, on with the show…
"……." Talking
'……..' Thinking/ Narrating
"…….." P.O.V. Person's point of view
Chapter 1: Me, Myself, and My life
The sun rose in Tokyo City to wake up the citizens for that Monday morning. Snuggled safely inside her bed laid a young girl of seventeen years, Sakura Kinomoto. Her shoulder-length brown hair shone in the morning sun, reflecting a beautiful assorted shades of auburn, and lay sprawled against her mattress. She groaned and pulled her baby pink comforter over her head to shield the blinding rays. After sighing in satisfaction and thinking the coast was clear, her "piece of shit alarm clock" went off, beeping into her sensitive ears. Groaning again, she reached over and turned it off, throwing her comforter off grumpily in the process.
'Hello, my name is Sakura Kinomoto. I am seventeen years old and attend Tomoeda High School. I take part in many school activities, but my favorite one by far is the school newspaper, although you wouldn't know that I was even a part of the staff. Why you ask? Well, why don't you ask my stupid, cocky, egotistical, sorry excuse for a high school newspaper editor, Syaoran Li, who, ironically, is my next door neighbor. I guess you can say I hate him, but it's more between the lines of loathing and wanting to kill.'
Sakura walked out of her front door to greet the early morning. At that exact moment, another young lady across the street walked out of her home, to smile happily. "Sakura-chan!"
"Tomoyo-chan! Hey!"
'That's my best friend Tomoyo Daidouji. We've known each other since we were born because our parents are really good friends, so it kind of worked out. We are so alike that we happen to do the same things at the same time. For instance, walking out of our homes for school at the exact same moment. Unfortunately, our parents are also friends with the Li's, which means we have to spend time with Syaoran and Eriol. Who's Eriol you ask?'
A few seconds later a young boy of the same age walked out of his house next door to Tomoyo's. Tomoyo looked next to her and turned a deep shade of red. "H-Heya Eriol-kun…"
He looked over and smiled at the young girl. "Hey Tomoyo-san." He continued to walk across the street to the house next to Sakura's. "Hey Sak."
"Hey Eriol-san, how's it going?"
"Good, I guess… But it's time to be... Evil…" His eyes seemed to go downcast and dark, and Sakura could SWEAR she saw flames erupting behind him. He slowly raised his hand in a fist, ready to knock on the door… Well, it SEEMED like it… "YO!!! SYAO! Get your ass up man! We gotta go to school!!!" He exclaimed as his fist violently hit the door, sending banging noises through the street. "Come on Syao! Get up!"
"I'm up! I'm up!" Syaoran growled, walking out of his house with his green backpack. "Jeez, do you have to be such a fucking bastard?" His eyes widened as he saw Sakura on her porch a few feet away, but went to cold and teasing. "Well, isn't it the Kaiju?"
"Yeah, seems like the dickwad finally got out of bed." Sakura shot back, glaring. From across the street you could hear Tomoyo burst out in laughter.
"At least I don't look like I just rolled out of bed."
"Well, your breath smells like it."
Syaoran pretended like he was hit in the chest. "Wow, harsh Kinomoto. Really, kills me."
Sakura growled loudly as Eriol KINDLY stepped in. "As much as I hate to break up this little love fest, we need to get to school. Come on man, later Sak." Eriol smiled and winked at her before he dragged the angry Syaoran away from his porch in order to protect the young maiden who had angered him so.
Sakura stomped across the street as a vibrant green mustang sped past behind her. She met up with Tomoyo, who smiled nervously at her. Maybe it was the red glow coming off of her best friend's face? Who knows… "R-Ready to go?"
Kagome grunted. "I SWEAR! I am gonna kill that Li some day! I don't care how much you like his cousin!"
Tomoyo's eyes went downcast and began fake coughing. "Well… Please refrain from doing so until we have completed high school and I marry Eriol and bare him 3 children." Tomoyo patted Sakura's head like a pet. "...Kay?"
'By the way, Tomoyo likes Eriol, although we've already clarified that… Although you'd have to be blind or Eriol not to tell. One time he even found her binder that she had dropped with "I HEART ERIOL" written all over it, and he thought she meant it was Joey from the hit television show Friends, that we are obsessed with, because we joked around one day and casted everyone as a character (Me being Monica! ), so she said that it was a joke and she really meant Joey. Wow... I really think he is Joey if he fell for that. It's funny, we all seem a lot like the characters…'
Sakura, Tomoyo, and Eriol sat in the news room, bored. Sakura sat in a computer chair reading one of the newest issues of Teen People, while Tomoyo and Eriol sat on top of one of the tables.
"Really, I have no idea why you think we're so much like them…" Tomoyo remarked, closing her eyes and leaning back.
Eriol grinned and turned to Tomoyo, looking at her up and down. "Hey... How you doin?"
Tomoyo giggled and blushed. "I'm pretty..."
Sakura sighed at the never-ending tradition.
'Unfortunately, the feeling seems mutual… Well, at least towards her body…'
"Okay you guys, time to get started!" Syaoran the bastard exclaimed, almost too happily.
"But Syaoran, where's everyone else?" Eriol asked.
"Sakura scared them away, so they quit… It's quite sad that a mere look can make a fucking village run away in fright…"
"Fuck you Syaoran…" Sakura grumbled under her breath.
"Anytime hun as long as you got a paper bag over your god damned fugly head." He replied with a wink. Sakura growled in her throat as she looked down.
"I'm not gonna say anything… I'm not gonna say anything… I'm not going to say anything…"
"What, what are you saying? I'm not going to scare anymore? Wow Sakura, are you sure you can do that? With that fucking ugly face of yours?"
"DIE MOTHER FUCKER!!!" Sakura exclaimed, jumping against Syaoran and pushing him on top of one of the wooden tables that were suppose to be used to write on. She wrapped her hands around his neck and began to choke him tightly, making him gasp for air.
"Who should break them up this time? Me, or you?"
"I don't know… I kinda like it… It's kinda like watching free porn…" Tomoyo nodded her head in agreement as she pulled out her camera and Eriol grinned.
"Now it IS going to be free porn!"
"Nice..."
Suddenly, the door opened to reveal Ms. Mizuki, the newspaper's chaperone that arrived just in time to see Sakura straddling Syaoran on the table and shaking him slightly. "Well, I see you two have settled your differences…" then, she looked at Tomoyo and Eriol. "And I see you two haven't changed…" Tomoyo giggled evilly as Eriol slyly grinned once again.
Then, suddenly, Tomoyo shrieked and batted Eriol away.
"What? What happened?"
"He groped me!"
"Eriol!" Sakura stared at Eriol in shock.
"I couldn't help it! It was just... There, calling out to me!"
"One of these days… One of these days…"
"Um… Tomoyo… I think castrating Eriol isn't such a good idea right now…" Eriol and Syaoran's eyes nearly bolted out of their heads as they heard Sakura's remark.
"Ouch… That's gotta fucking hurt… Poor Eriol, he never stood a fucking chance…" Syaoran sighed sympathetically.
"But Sakura-chan…" Tomoyo pouted. "Fine! As long as I can cut off his hands!" Tomoyo shot Eriol a look, giving him the message that he'd lose in a matter of minutes.
"Hey, I can't help that these bad boys have a mind of their own!"
"So you have three things that have a mind of their own?"
"Four, babe, four."
"And what would that be…?" Ms. Mizuki cut off the conversation between Eriol and Tomoyo by coughing to remind them that she was there.
"Much better… Um, Sakura, I know you find him irresistible and all, but could you at least refrain from dominating him until you reach your bedroom?" Mizuki-sensei smiled at Sakura mischievously. She had always known Sakura hated Syaoran, but knew deep down they also contained different feelings for each other that they wouldn't allow out, but would kill them eventually if they weren't set free.
"Yes ma'am…" Sakura replied irritably, climbing off.
"Yes ma'am, even though it'll be hard to keep her off." Syaoran sat up as Sakura shot him a glare. "I'm keeping you up to that Sakura." He winked at her as steam literally seemed to be shooting out of her ears. An awkward silence followed as they all looked at their feet, waiting for the other members that Syaoran had claimed to have been scared away by Sakura's hideous appearance to arrive. Finally, Tomoyo couldn't take it anymore, and broke the silence with something VERY random.
"So, Sakura, how are you and Syaoran's kid doing?"
"EH?!" Syaoran exclaimed, sitting straight up with full attention while Eriol's eyes grew.
"Woah man, you made it there before me?!"
"Fine, and how are you and Eriol's kid doing?"
"Score!" Eriol made a punching up movement after hearing that line.
Tomoyo rested her hand on his shoulder. "Sorry babe, only in your dreams…"
"Damn!" He snapped his fingers. "Well, I guess we can always work at it…" He reached over to grope Tomoyo again, but she made an "uh-uh" noise, and that made him refrain.
"And by the way, they're suppose to be Chandler and Joey from Friends, not you two." Tomoyo explained.
"…Losers…" Sakura added on.
"We just don't want to look like obsessed stalkers, so we used your names..."
"A little late for that, isn't it?" Syaoran remark under his breath.
"I'll kill him!" Eriol exclaimed, standing up triumphantly.
"Eh, you wouldn't stand a chance against his sandwhich." Syaoran remarked.
Ms. Mizuki sighed as the clock hit 2:30 and no one had arrived. The bell had rung 30 minutes ago, so she assumed no one else was coming. "Well, I guess this is it… Okay, I have quite a bit of stories people can write, and I will leave the assignments up to our editor, Syaoran."
"Okay, well, since we're creating a new scene for this newspaper, we've figured we'll let people write about what they want, and we'll put it in…"
"But what if two or more people write for the same thing?" Tomoyo asked.
"Then whoever's best gets in." Syaoran coughed. "Anyways… We'll also have different columns that we'll assign for different people. Tomoyo, I want you to do the advice column… Eriol, I want you to do the sports column… No cheerleaders!"
"Damn!" Eriol yelled. "I keep getting shot down today!"
"Do you need advice babe?" Tomoyo joked.
Syaoran coughed again to get their attention. "I want Meiling to do 'What's hot, what's not', but she's not here, and lastly… I want Sakura to do horoscopes, which by the way, you can't steal from ANYWHERE! You have to write them yourself, and if you try to cheat, believe me, I'll know." Sakura gulped. "Any questions?" Silence. "No?" Silence. "Alright, I guess that wraps it up. Have your columns and articles in by Monday." Sakura stood up angrily and began to walk out with Tomoyo. "Oh, and Sakura?" She turned around. "Why don't you come over around nine? And don't forget your paper bag." All he got from Sakura was a paper ball being thrown at his head as she walked out. "Oh, she wants me so fucking bad..."
"Like chicken pox…" Eriol added sarcastically as they walked to Syao's green car.
Sakura sat in front of her computer, thinking of what to write. "That bastard Syaoran… He always gives me the hard shit just to aggravate me! Why can't he be nice like he use to be? He's such an asshole now…" Her eyes bolted out as a pain hit her stomach. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, owwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! I won't be able to handle child birth if I can't handle this!" Suddenly, her stomach rumbled and the pain went away. "Phwee?" She sighed as she rested against her chair and looked out of one of the windows to see the moon and stars shining brightly. "Well, since I have WRITERS BLOCK!" She exclaimed over towards her window that also faced Syaoran's, hoping he'd hear her. "I think I'll go outside and star gaze! It might give me inspiration!" She said happily as she ran down the stairs to her backyard. She sighed as she opened the door and the cool, crisp air hit her warm skin. She smiled, looking at the outer lights of the universe. "So pretty…"
"Hey! Kinomoto!" Came Syaoran's voice from over the fence.
Sakura rolled her eyes. "What Wolfey?"
"I told you not to call me that you fucking wench!"
"Just shut up and tell me what you want!"
"Okay, I need you to do this article on a menuer plant. Mizuki wants it done by Monday."
"Wait! Why do I have to do it? You should do it! It just might get rid of your inhuman smell!"
"Mine's inhuman? Yours is fucking unearthly! I swear if I had a dime for every day you smelled…" As Syaoran rambled on, Sakura grabbed a plasic yard chair and a ceramic pot and located where the brunette-headed brat was standing.
"Oh Wolfey…"
"I told you not to call me…" He gasped as he looked up and found the ceramic pot collide with his forehead, knocking him out cold.
"Oops… Did that hurt?" Sakura asked innocently. "Fucking wimp…" She turned away from her fence only to be blown back and hit her head on her porch stairs from the impact of a meteorite hitting a nearby mountain…