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Everything for Love?!
by: Kinomoto Touya (formerly known as Ceres)
Disclaimer: All characters here are made by CLAMP. I do not intend to steal their ideas or something. This is made by a fan for fans.
Summary: Sakura is having her dreadful 'monthly visitor' and it is up to Syaoran to save her by buying her *things* from the local convenience store. Can he really prove that he'll do everything for love even the sake of his sanity ^_^?
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Everything for Love?!


"Is Sakura there?" Syaoran Li bravely asked Touya Kinomoto, his beloved Sakura's older brother. Never did they enjoyed each other's company, they could not even stand each other. Indeed, what Syaoran had done can be really considered as a heroic act.

Touya didn't even look at the young man. He just continued watering his plants with his hose. But then, secretly he is imagining himself splashing water right on the face of Syaoran.

"HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"

"Now does that answer your question?" Touya finally said, an evil grin drew across his face. He didn't even look at the face of Syaoran. "Is that all you want to know?" Touya spat questioningly. "She is here. Now go."

Syaoran clenched his fists tightly, his pale yellow-tinged cheeks turned tomato-red with anger. He hung his head down, look directly to the ground and started counting, "One...two..." and finishing it with, "TEN!"

"Finished with your math?" Touya asked with the tone of are-you-stupid-or-what voice. "Okay...I am proud that you know your one to ten. Is that your way of impressing me? Well, I am impressed. Is that enough? Leave."

"I really hope Syaoran, that you and Oniisan will really get together. Is that okay...Syaoran? Onegai..."

Syaoran remembered those deep words of Sakura during her birthday. He had no choice but to nod yes to her, after all, it is her birthday that day. He again, took a deep breath and keep telling himself, "I will cool down...I will cool down..." over and over again. "I won't leave," Syaoran finally hung his head back; a cute child-like smile drew across his face. "Can I please come in and talk with Sakura?"

"You won't easily give up, would you?" Touya paused on flowering his plants. Again, they heard another scream of Sakura from the inside.

"I will let you. But then again...I hope you are man enough to face Sakura's problem..." Touya added with a mischievous smirk.

"What is her problem?" Syaoran asked, wondering.

"Oh...you'll soon find out," Touya smirked leading the way to the door. "Shall I?" Touya smirked even more intense. "Or should you?"

Syaoran gulped as he approached the door, pushing it open.
 
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"Sakura?" Syaoran asked as he entered the Kinomoto's living room.

"Hoe?" Sakura chirped. Syaoran saw her lying curled up in one corner of the big, emerald-green couch. She looks very pale, biting her lower lip. It seems that half of the world had fallen upon him.

"Sakura!" Syaoran exclaimed as he quickly sat on the couch and touched Sakura's forehead. Sakura's forehead was not hot, but big beads of sweat can be seen. "Sakura? Are you alright?"

Sakura closed her eyes and curled her arms on her lower abdomen. "H-hai...What do you want, Syaoran-kun?" What do you want Syaoran-kun? That response was definitely un-Sakura-like.


"Nothing...I just want to visit you," Syaoran said with a smile trying to hide his embarrassment and puzzlement (but it was still obvious). "H-hehehe...seems like I am bothering you. Sorry for that. I-I'll go now...Bye! See you at school anyway!" Syaoran stood up. His heart and mood were very low. Until...


"Wait...Syaoran-kun," Sakura said softly, curling her arms on to her stomach tighter. "I-I want to ask favor to you...You are my only hope..."

Syaoran's spirit suddenly gets high. Sakura needed him? And he was his only hope? He quickly turns back to his angel. "Um...really? Sure...you are my friend after all. What is it you want...anyway?"

Sakura hanged her head and her cheeks turned so red. "I-I hope you don't mind...but I need you to buy..." "What?" "Ineedyoutobuymea," Sakura giggled, her cheeks were redder than a tomato.

"What? I cannot understand you," Syoaran scratched his head. "You can whisper it to me...if you are to shy to say it. Or maybe you can write it..."

Sakura then pulled Syaoran down, and whisper the *thing* Sakura wanted to buy in Syaoran's left ear. "You...needed...WHAAAAAAAAAAATTTT?" Syaoran exclaimed falling down painfully from the couch, his face were trice as red as Sakura's.

"Oh, it's okay," Sakura hanged down her head sheepishly. "Never mind, Syaoran-kun. I'll just get them myself when I got better...and that is after a few hours. I can't ask my brother to buy those *things* for me. I'll be his laughing stock for eternity and even beyond that. I might be soaked in b-b-blood by that time...Well, goodbye. See you at school."

Syaoran's heart sank at the bottom of his bottomless pit. Sure, he would love to help the girl he loved and cared for the most in this world, but then again...he can't do it. He just can't. He took the deepest breath ever and stared at Sakura's angelic face. "Y-Yes...I'll do it."


"Really?!" Sakura exclaimed of disbelief, grabbing Syao-kun and tightly hugging him. "Oh, Syaoran you are the best!"

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"Oh, Syaoran you are the best!"

It really made Syaoran very happy. He couldn't walk straight, he couldn't move properly. It seems like he won the grand prize in the lottery. Or maybe even better than that.

She told he I am the best!

"Yeah right, whatever," a voice told him annoyingly. "But you are still going to the mall and buy those "things" boy friend. There is absolutely no use for you to celebrate on anything."

"Right..."

Syaoran sighed heavily and continue on his walk, dragging heavily his body.

He reached the nearest convenience store in fifteen minutes time but indeed, it seems like he walked with eternity and forever.

He paused for a while and asked himself for the billionth time, "What the hell am I doing here?"

"But you've come this far," the voice within him said. "Surely, you wouldn't...go back?"

Again, our hero, dragged himself inside thinking, "Now I know...hell and purgatory does exists."

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Syaoran entered the convenience store and anxiously and very slowly walked to the aisle where woman buy their *things*. Okay, so he knew what exact aisle those *things* are since before, Meilin used to disappear there whenever they are shopping. He followed her once, without malice or anything, and he witnessed her picking up one pack of it. It reads: ' Whisper, over night protection'.

"Overnight protection for WHA-AT?" he asked himself.

Ah, one of the many mysteries of girlhood and womanhood.

"Lord," he thought gratefully, "Thanks be, that you've made me into a man and not a woman like Sakura."

Funny, the Lord answer back, "Your welcome." deep within.

Can anything be more creepier than these?

Yes...unfortunately.

Back on the aisle, aisle 15 more precisely or the woman's section, he was still still standing there like a badly-made statue. About twelve women are crowded before him. Three are about in their late twenties, five are preteens and teenagers, three are about in late thirties and believe it or not, a very old lady is there---it seems that she is aged in her seventies!

Syaoran remembered their topic on the reproductive system and asked himself once again,

"What is...menopause, again?"

The eerie, cold wind blew across his face.

Syaoran shook his head violently. What is he thinking?

He exhaled, "Maybe she's just buying it for her granddaughter."

A kind, pretty saleslady who looks like Rika Sasaki only much older, then tapped his shoulder.

"May I help you, sir?" she asked pleasantly. "What are you looking for..."

"Um...I," Syaoran stammered. "I am looking for..."

"Poultry? Milk? Cookies?" she helped.

"Um...yes...er..." Syaoran finally declared, "I am looking for some green tea."

"Green tea for indigestion?" she asked nicely.

"N-no..." Syaoran's face turned beet red. "It is not like that..."

"Oh you don't need to hide it from me..." The saleslady chuckled. "Many of our customers are looking for green tea in order for them to be helped in digesting their food. Aisle thirteen please..."

"H-hai...arigato," Syaoran hanged his head down, walking away and thought that that saleslady is even weirder than her math teacher, Mizuki Kaho.

"Is it probable...that they are just one person?" Syaoran added to himself.

His eyes were close, he can't bear what is happening. Nevertheless, he is still walking.

BOINK!

A small lump was formed on his head. It maybe small but it does hurt! A lot! The feeling of inferno is deeply felt.

"Syaoran-kun!?" a familiar voice exclaimed. "Can you please walk and look to where you are going?"

He looked upon the person's face. "Yamazaki-kun!"

"Ehehehe," he quietly snicker. His hand is on his forehead. Syaoran is pretty sure he also got a lump on it.

"Gomenasai," Syaoran uttered. "Really, I am sorry."

"It is okay," Yamazaki smiled. "Seems like I am not in myself too."

"Say," Syaoran wondered. "What brings you here..."

"Eh?" Yamazaki jumped back. Syaoran scratched his chocolate brown locks of hair.

"Come on, you can tell me," Syaoran insisted.

"It is because," Yamazaki turned around to see if no one is looking. He then leaned forward to Syaoran and whispered something, but it was very fast, Syaoran didn't understand a word.

"Can you say it a little slower?"

Yamazaki breathed and whispered, "Chiharu-chan asked me to buy her you know---*things*."

"WHAT?!" Syaoran was indeed surprised. "You too?"

"What do you mean?" Yamazaki asked.

"Sakura also asked me to buy hers too." Syaoran heavily exhaled.

A saleslady approached the two of them, she is different from the previous one but she also seems so nice and pretty. Long dark gray tresses flowed beautifully behind her pale skin.

"Can I help you young sirs?" she smiled pleasantly.

"Oh, thank you," Yamazaki started. "You see my friend is looking for---" he whispered the rest on the lady's ear.

"W-what do you mean your friend?" Syaoran demanded. "You are looking for them to for Chi--"

Quickly, Yamazaki covered his 'friend's' mouth and turned to the saleslady, "So can you help him? He is kind of in stress being a neophyte in buying those things."

The saleslady turned to Syaoran, smiling. "So young sir...what kind of sanitary napkins you taking? Overnight? Light-days? Medium-days? Or medium to light-days?" she added, "Or would you like it with wings or without wings..."

She keep on enumerating and recommending different types of those *things*. Syaoran and Yamazaki stared at each other, shrugging, not a word are being processed by their brain. Deep inside, Syaoran wondered if the male and the female specimens really belong in one planet or maybe one universe for that matter.

"So what is it going to be?" she finished.

Syaoran then quickly went grab those *things* since he can't understand a word from the kind lady he quickly pick up about four small packs of those *things*, each containing six packs of each. The whole convenience store's eyes were placed on him.

"What are you going to do, Syaoran-kun?" Yamazaki asked. "You can't buy all of those..."

"I do not know...!" Syaoran exclaimed. "I just want to get the hell out of here!"

He quickly stuffed those packs inside his jacket, rushing to the counter. The woman misinterpreted it and screamed, "CALL THE POLICE! A PERVERTED BOY IS STEALING NAPKINS!!!"

Policemen then emerged from every side of him. Not knowing what to do, he ducked down from them. They chased him to death, making the convenience store a nice 'playground' for the adults.

A young policeman then grabbed Syaoran and quickly pinned him to the ground.

"Now," the young policeman smirked. "You will be dead."

"Wait," the pale, kind saleslady said. Yamazaki is beside him. "I can explain everything."

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The whole convenience store roared with laughter, when the kind and pale saleslady narrated and explained everything.

Poor Li, unable to reach just stood there, redder than a cherry.

"Well..." one girl said laughing. "I am sorry..."

"...it is not everyday that we meet a neophyte in buying napkins," another girl finished.

"Kids these days," a big policeman snorted. "Let me escort you to the cashier for you to pay those *things*."

And that is exactly what he did with Syaoran and Yamazaki.

"What a day," Yamazaki expressed.

"You can say that again," Syaoran rolled his eyes.

"What a day," Yamazaki repeated.

"Oh, brother..."

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Syaoran can't believe that all of those things happened.

But at least, he survived them all.

He reached the Kinomoto's residence at last. Touya is no longer there watering his plants.

Syaoran looked at his watched and can't believe that only thirty minutes passed since he left Sakura's residence.

After ringing the doorbell, Syaoran is welcomed with a nice, warm smile from Sakura.

However, what has gotten into her? As if, nothing happened thirty minutes ago.

"Sakura-chan?" Syaoran said, puzzled. "Are you okay?"

"Syaoran, welcome back!" she greeted. "Yes, I am quite okay now. Um...would you like to come inside and have a tea with me?"

Syaoran just smiled and said, "I would love too..."

Inside, Sakura explained that Tomoyo came over five minutes after he had left. Seeing her in pain, Tomoyo quickly ordered her bodyguards to buy her some packs of those *things*. She also explained that Tomoyo almost bought her Midol ("What the hell is that?" Syaoran thought.) but substituted some hot chicken soup instead that is why she felt better.

"So in short all my efforts are wasted," Syaoran gasped.

"No," Sakura smiled, placing her arm on Syaoran's shoulder. "Your efforts paid off, telling me that you are indeed a genuine friend, anyone can ever have."

Syaoran smiled. It was indeed a perfect moment for him.

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Author's Notes:
Wohohoho...I really enjoyed writing this fic! Really. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as enjoyed writing everything. This is my second one-shot fanfic but this is my first attempt writing comedy. I plan to write another one-shot for Touya...hey, his birthday (which comes once in every four years) is already next week. Gah...after the prom!

Whatever...I'll see what I can do.

Please do review (or flame for that matter). ^_^

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