Konnichiwa! Moon Sunflower here again! I have deleted 'Are You My Soul
Mate?', but rest assured, I have a new story that I did while my boring
History teacher droned on and on and on. 0.o
Look for it soon!
Note: I have never seen an episode of Card Captor Sakura. If I get any of these facts wrong, I apologize!
This idea hit me while I was in my English class. Here is the summary:
Syaoran Li and his family have new neighbors! Supposedly, only the Li clan is allowed to have Card Capturing powers. What happens when Syaoran finds out that Sakura Kinomoto, the new girl that moved in, has those powers? Will it be hate at first sight. or something more?
Mwhahahahahha. I'm evil. DON'T KILL ME IF I DON'T UPDATE SOON ENOUGH! Chances are I got kicked off of the computer because I was being a bitch. *shrugs* Don't yell at me if my mom gets melodramatic. Everyone knows you cannot ask a mouse potato to do chores. WHAT was she thinking?
Anyway, here's the prologue. I think you're tired of my pointless and unceasing rambling. Mwhahahaha!
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The New Girl Next Door Prologue By: Moon Sunflower 89
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"SAKURA!!! YOU KAIJUU!" Touya's resounding scream could be heard from two blocks away as Sakura accidentally dropped a box full of china onto his sneakered toe.
"Gomen!" Sakura sweatdropped and rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. "I wasn't paying attention!"
"Damn right, you weren't!"
Sakura's emerald eyes grew wide at Touya's incessant cursing. "Ooh, Outa- san, Touya's cussing up a storm. An innocent girl like me should not hear such foul language!"
Fujitaka, their father, poked his head around the corner and glared at both of them, a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead. "Will you two stop fooling around? Sakura, go finish packing your room, and Touya, get busy!"
Touya bent down and picked up the previously dropped box, mumbling something about kaijuus that needed to be put to sleep.
Sakura giggled and ran up to her room, her bag of cards bouncing against her legs. She burst into her room, eyes growing wide at the unforeseen mess. "KERO?!"
The little yellow creature, known as Keroberos, her guardian, swooped down with an enormous sweatdrop on his forehead. "Well, Sakura, ya see-"
She crossed her arms defiantly and stared him in his beady little eye. "No, I don't. What is with all of this?"
"Well, thing is, I was."
"Hai?"
Kero hung his head in shame. "I was sleepwalking. But you don't understand, Sakura. I dreamt about a huge chocolate mocha chunk cookie!" His eyes watered as he recalled the image.
"Sakura!" Her father's voice called. "I need you to start bringing your boxes down to the truck!"
Sakura's eyes got swirly. "Hoeeeeeeeeeeee! How am I ever going to finish this in time?"
Kero rushed around the room, picking random things up and stuffing them haphazardly into boxes. Sakura did the same, shoving a Raggedy Ann doll into a box with porcelain dolls.
Touya opened the door suddenly, causing Kero to fall to the ground, pretending he was a stuffed animal, and emitting a squeal from Sakura.
"Hey, kaijuu! Outa-san said we had to have this finished by five. We need to leave in a few minutes." He cast a surreptitious suspicious glare in Kero's direction, then huffed and walked superiorly out of the room.
A few minutes and a sweating Sakura and Kero later, Touya came up to her room and grabbed one of her boxes, muttering again about him not being Sakura's chauffer. "Don't see why I should have to pick up her messy boxes. . . not even packed right."
Sakura, Kero sitting on her head, climbed into the passenger seat and heard the back door slide shut and lock. Touya marched up to the passenger side and noticed Sakura sitting in the seat. He stuck out his tongue immaturely and tried to pry her out.
"Outa-san, Touya's being mean!"
"Touya, get in the back!"
Touya settled himself in the back, grumbling about his weird family.
Fujitaka smiled and started the car. "Hong Kong, here we come!"
Sakura smiled sadly and stuck her head out of the window, looking longingly back at their old house. "Ja ne."
She turned her back on the house that she had lived in since she was five. But hey, every day was a new adventure, and at least she would maybe be able to make new friends. Hong Kong, here we come . . .
~*~
"There are people moving in next door to us, Syaoran, and as the Li family's tradition, we will invite them over for dinner sometime." Yelan glared at her nonchalant son.
Syaoran groaned in exasperation. "Aw, gimme a break, Kaa-san. I don't know who these people are and-"
"Exactly," she interrupted. "You will be given a chance to know them at dinner. In fact, instead of writing a formal invitation, you will go over to their house and invite them personally."
Syaoran's amber-brown eyes narrowed. "You expect me to talk to a family I don't even know? What if their kids are like, three years old? Aren't you afraid that they'll run amok and ruin your prized possessions?"
Yelan studied her fingernails boredly. "No. I asked the real estate agency. There are only three people. Fujitaka Kinomoto, who is the father, Touya Kinomoto, who is seventeen years old, and Sakura Kinomoto, who is actually your age."
Syaoran raised his eyebrow. "You asked?"
Yelan looked up guiltily. "Okay, I peeped. Don't tell."
"So there is no guy I can relate to?"
Yelan shrugged. "Well, you have Eriol."
"Yeah, but Eriol's startin' to get weird for some reason." Syaoran shuddered as he recalled the vacant look in his friend's navy blue eyes.
"Anyway, I believe that's them," she stated, looking out of the window, watching a white moving van pull up in the driveway. Syaoran didn't even bother to look. Yelan stared at him pointedly.
He raised his hands in mock defeat. "Okay, okay. I surrender. I'll go talk to them when they get settled in. Geez. No need to pop a pimple." He stomped up to his room, obviously not pleased with his neighboring assignment.
This was going to be an interesting dinner . . .
~*~
ARGGH! Jesus, my fingers hurt! On to Chapter One: The Invitation, when I get it up!
Onegai review. Reviews are a girl's best friend. I think. Or was it diamonds? Oh, well, I don't have either! Unless you give me one . . .
Mwhahahahaha!
Anywho, gomen if I don't get it posted. My ass is numb. My computer chair is soooo uncomfy. And plus, the fan IS NOT HITTING ME, and it's mega hot here in cali! That means if I wear black like I normally do, I'll burn in hell sooner that I was supposed to! Damn, life sucks, but maybe it won't if you give me reviews.
Oh, yeah. I love getting pelted with crumb donuts, too. If you feel the need to do so. *quivers*
Look for it soon!
Note: I have never seen an episode of Card Captor Sakura. If I get any of these facts wrong, I apologize!
This idea hit me while I was in my English class. Here is the summary:
Syaoran Li and his family have new neighbors! Supposedly, only the Li clan is allowed to have Card Capturing powers. What happens when Syaoran finds out that Sakura Kinomoto, the new girl that moved in, has those powers? Will it be hate at first sight. or something more?
Mwhahahahahha. I'm evil. DON'T KILL ME IF I DON'T UPDATE SOON ENOUGH! Chances are I got kicked off of the computer because I was being a bitch. *shrugs* Don't yell at me if my mom gets melodramatic. Everyone knows you cannot ask a mouse potato to do chores. WHAT was she thinking?
Anyway, here's the prologue. I think you're tired of my pointless and unceasing rambling. Mwhahahaha!
~*~
The New Girl Next Door Prologue By: Moon Sunflower 89
~*~
"SAKURA!!! YOU KAIJUU!" Touya's resounding scream could be heard from two blocks away as Sakura accidentally dropped a box full of china onto his sneakered toe.
"Gomen!" Sakura sweatdropped and rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. "I wasn't paying attention!"
"Damn right, you weren't!"
Sakura's emerald eyes grew wide at Touya's incessant cursing. "Ooh, Outa- san, Touya's cussing up a storm. An innocent girl like me should not hear such foul language!"
Fujitaka, their father, poked his head around the corner and glared at both of them, a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead. "Will you two stop fooling around? Sakura, go finish packing your room, and Touya, get busy!"
Touya bent down and picked up the previously dropped box, mumbling something about kaijuus that needed to be put to sleep.
Sakura giggled and ran up to her room, her bag of cards bouncing against her legs. She burst into her room, eyes growing wide at the unforeseen mess. "KERO?!"
The little yellow creature, known as Keroberos, her guardian, swooped down with an enormous sweatdrop on his forehead. "Well, Sakura, ya see-"
She crossed her arms defiantly and stared him in his beady little eye. "No, I don't. What is with all of this?"
"Well, thing is, I was."
"Hai?"
Kero hung his head in shame. "I was sleepwalking. But you don't understand, Sakura. I dreamt about a huge chocolate mocha chunk cookie!" His eyes watered as he recalled the image.
"Sakura!" Her father's voice called. "I need you to start bringing your boxes down to the truck!"
Sakura's eyes got swirly. "Hoeeeeeeeeeeee! How am I ever going to finish this in time?"
Kero rushed around the room, picking random things up and stuffing them haphazardly into boxes. Sakura did the same, shoving a Raggedy Ann doll into a box with porcelain dolls.
Touya opened the door suddenly, causing Kero to fall to the ground, pretending he was a stuffed animal, and emitting a squeal from Sakura.
"Hey, kaijuu! Outa-san said we had to have this finished by five. We need to leave in a few minutes." He cast a surreptitious suspicious glare in Kero's direction, then huffed and walked superiorly out of the room.
A few minutes and a sweating Sakura and Kero later, Touya came up to her room and grabbed one of her boxes, muttering again about him not being Sakura's chauffer. "Don't see why I should have to pick up her messy boxes. . . not even packed right."
Sakura, Kero sitting on her head, climbed into the passenger seat and heard the back door slide shut and lock. Touya marched up to the passenger side and noticed Sakura sitting in the seat. He stuck out his tongue immaturely and tried to pry her out.
"Outa-san, Touya's being mean!"
"Touya, get in the back!"
Touya settled himself in the back, grumbling about his weird family.
Fujitaka smiled and started the car. "Hong Kong, here we come!"
Sakura smiled sadly and stuck her head out of the window, looking longingly back at their old house. "Ja ne."
She turned her back on the house that she had lived in since she was five. But hey, every day was a new adventure, and at least she would maybe be able to make new friends. Hong Kong, here we come . . .
~*~
"There are people moving in next door to us, Syaoran, and as the Li family's tradition, we will invite them over for dinner sometime." Yelan glared at her nonchalant son.
Syaoran groaned in exasperation. "Aw, gimme a break, Kaa-san. I don't know who these people are and-"
"Exactly," she interrupted. "You will be given a chance to know them at dinner. In fact, instead of writing a formal invitation, you will go over to their house and invite them personally."
Syaoran's amber-brown eyes narrowed. "You expect me to talk to a family I don't even know? What if their kids are like, three years old? Aren't you afraid that they'll run amok and ruin your prized possessions?"
Yelan studied her fingernails boredly. "No. I asked the real estate agency. There are only three people. Fujitaka Kinomoto, who is the father, Touya Kinomoto, who is seventeen years old, and Sakura Kinomoto, who is actually your age."
Syaoran raised his eyebrow. "You asked?"
Yelan looked up guiltily. "Okay, I peeped. Don't tell."
"So there is no guy I can relate to?"
Yelan shrugged. "Well, you have Eriol."
"Yeah, but Eriol's startin' to get weird for some reason." Syaoran shuddered as he recalled the vacant look in his friend's navy blue eyes.
"Anyway, I believe that's them," she stated, looking out of the window, watching a white moving van pull up in the driveway. Syaoran didn't even bother to look. Yelan stared at him pointedly.
He raised his hands in mock defeat. "Okay, okay. I surrender. I'll go talk to them when they get settled in. Geez. No need to pop a pimple." He stomped up to his room, obviously not pleased with his neighboring assignment.
This was going to be an interesting dinner . . .
~*~
ARGGH! Jesus, my fingers hurt! On to Chapter One: The Invitation, when I get it up!
Onegai review. Reviews are a girl's best friend. I think. Or was it diamonds? Oh, well, I don't have either! Unless you give me one . . .
Mwhahahahaha!
Anywho, gomen if I don't get it posted. My ass is numb. My computer chair is soooo uncomfy. And plus, the fan IS NOT HITTING ME, and it's mega hot here in cali! That means if I wear black like I normally do, I'll burn in hell sooner that I was supposed to! Damn, life sucks, but maybe it won't if you give me reviews.
Oh, yeah. I love getting pelted with crumb donuts, too. If you feel the need to do so. *quivers*