I don't own CardCaptor Sakura or any of its characters. I do own this plot, though. Any resemblance to any person, situation or conflict is pure coincidence only. :P
This is my first time writing a cliché so, um, bear with me? xD;
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Chapter One: The Inevitable
Once upon a time, a beautiful girl—Ugh, no wait, scratch that. Once upon a time, a lovely lady with honey-golden hair and—Ugh, scratch that again. Once upon a time—wait, why am I even starting this with a fairytale beginning? I might as well wear a pair of fairy wings or a hideous balloon gown with glass slippers, running away when the clock strikes twelve because I have incurable mild insomnia. Or smile eternally like a plastic doll with perfect teeth would.
Really, I can be more creative than that.
How about this: Kinomoto Sakura. Senior in Tomoeda High. Loves horror movies and hates audacious bastards. Best friends with Daidouji Tomoyo and Li Meilin. Is madly in love with Tsukishiro Yu—scratch that, you need not learn about that.
But, anyway, screw introductions. Hi, I'm Sakura. Saks for short. Kinomoto Sakura for long. Little cherryblossom for Father. Kaijuu for annoying big brother. Sakie-chan for Tomoyo and, sometimes, Meilin. Sakura for everyone else. But, really, I prefer Saks. Saves you the syllables, the effort and the saliva.
I'm gonna skip chattering about my life because, aside from it's as uneventful as anyone else's, I don't want anyone falling asleep on their chairs. Besides, you wouldn't even read that long, right? Let's fast forward everything to today. That means skipping like sixteen years and arriving to present day Tomoeda. Because, well, for sixteen years, I think this is the biggest edict ever. Yes. Ever.
Drum roll, please.
I'm going to live in Meilin's house! Yes, Meilin's house. The huge, enormous, gigantic, ginormous mansion! That is right next to Yukito's house. Yukito's house. Yukito's sugar-made house. Yukito's ginger-bread, vanilla-coated, oozing with gravy house.
Great, I should really stop fantasizing with an empty stomach. I sigh as I glanced at the classroom wall clock. God, why are the fingers of the clock moving like one itty bitty millimeter per hour? Lunch time, hello? Can't it move faster just this once? I can hear my poor stomach wailing already.
I clutched onto my poor poor belly as I grumbled about clocks, time and shit. I let my head rest on the desk with the faintest signs of tears welling in the corners of my eyes. If this keeps up, everyone's heads will turn into burgers.
"Think of that steamy fried chicken oozing from gravy that when you bite it, you hear the crunch of its skin echoing in your ears," A voice from behind said.
My mouth nearly turned into a waterfall if not due to the fact that I recognized that irritatingly smug voice.
I turned around, glaring. "And you'll hear your bones snapping echoing in your ears when I'm through with you, Syaoran!"
Ugh. Do I need to introduce him? Fine. Might as well name the monster in my life. Li Syaoran. The most audacious bastard in the entire school. He's hot, handsome and single. One smirk and he sends girls into melting popsicle mode. He had so many of them in his arms already but, he claims that he didn't have sex with them ever. He just wants to be a tease.
Sometimes, if the girl's luck is on her side, she becomes his girlfriend for two weeks but, that's it. He then dumps them like yesterday's newspaper. I've seen half of the female population cry over him and trust me, most of those times watching them do so, I get to see my lunch again. You know what's funny? Even if that's the case, those girls still go gaga over him. Some of them even beg in front of him, dear Lord. Just to have them in his arms again.
Damn, where are their prides?
Guys like Syaoran deserve to get kicked on their groin. Real hard. But, you know what's another weird thing? Back then, he's not like that. As unbelievable as it may sound, we were childhood friends. He always protects me from bullies before and he even invites me to their mansion. That's where I got to meet Meilin, actually.
And then, when we stepped into the sixth grade, he became like that. And I don't know why. Perhaps I'll never know the answer. I guess the Syaoran I knew back then died along with our childhood memories. Maybe.
"Now that's not a nice way of talking to your future housemate," He smirked. That devilish smirk that would make girls' panties drop in mere seconds.
Just then, it all made sense.
I'm gonna be staying in Meilin's house. Meilin's cousin is Syaoran. Who is also staying there.
My eyes went wide. Oh. My. God.
"Seems to me you haven't anticipated that yet," He continued, his smirk getting even wider. If I was any other ordinary girl, I'm already in a liquid state on the floor.
Loathesome fishes of putrid waters, what the fuck? This cannot be happening! I'm gonna be sharing a roof with Syaoran the egotistical moron? Why? Why? WHYYY?
Okay, breathe in, Saks. Everything's gonna be alright. Meilin's there. We're gonna have tons of fun. We promised we'll be watching horror movies in the middle of the night. We promised we'll pick out each other's clothes. She promised she'll let me in her bedroom because it's adjacent to Yukito's bedroom window.
But, then, ugh. Why?
"Of course, I expected your annoying face to be there. You are Meilin-chan's cousin, after all." I lied, rolling my eyes. Surely, I won't let him win.
"Yeah, and I assume that shocked face was because this hot hunk is gonna live with you too?"
I rolled my eyes again. Really, if I keep this up, my eyeballs will plummet down the floor. "No, I'm shocked that you actually live. The last time I checked, dusts don't."
His smirk was resolute much to my infuriation. "You shouldn't talk like that, Saks. Pretty girls like you should have pretty mouths too,"
"And since when did I become pretty?"
His face feigned surprise. "I've always thought you are. Not girlfriend material, though."
I knew my face looked like death by now. "Whatever,"
And at that moment, the bell rang. Hallelujah.
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"Whoa, slow down, Sakie-chan!"
If it was any other person, I would've been annoyed. But, it's Tomoyo and only she and Meilin are the ones I allow to call me with that nick. You'll soon get used to it. It'll practically grow in you. Of course, it took a lot of time, rage fits and food bribery but, it soon sank in. They're my good friends, after all.
After the bell rang, I dashed out of the classroom in a flurry of moments. I think I was the first one in the cafeteria line a while ago. The lunch ladies were already used to me that they served me my favorites – anchovy pizza and fried chicken and burger steak oozing with gravy and mustard. Sigh. Food.
"Saks, are you sure your stomach's not turning topsy turvy? From what I know, mustard is for hotdogs." Meilin commented. She was seating beside me while Tomoyo's opposite me, both of them watching me uneasily.
I looked up, sauce dripping from my lips. "Well, no. It actually tastes real good. Wanna try?" I asked, offering the dish to her. I really don't see why people are asking me such things. It tastes incredibly scrumptious.
Meilin's face turned sour. "Nah, I think I'll pass…"
"Suit yourself," I replied, going back to pig out mode.
"I hate to break this wonderful food talk but, we have a serious crisis here." Tomoyo pointed out, tapping her purple pencil on her lips. It's so like her to be sketching during lunch. Sketching the latest wardrobe she's gonna sew, that is. "We still haven't decided what to wear on the Winter Ball,"
"The Winter Ball's not until three weeks still, 'Moyo. We have a lot of time,"
"But, I want this to be special! Especially for Sakie-chan here who haven't worn a gown since the Sadie Hawkin's Dance when we were still freshmen,"
I finally finished my grub and I glanced at Tomoyo while wiping myself with a tissue. "And remember what happened that time? Ugh, total disaster."
Tomoyo's face looked contemplative. "Oh, the time where you accidentally stepped on your gown and you fell face first on our triple-layered chocolate cake?"
"Don't forget the punch that toppled over on her face after that," Meilin added.
My face went grim. "Thank you for reminding me, you guys. Much appreciated,"
"Yes, that was quite the entertainment, Saks. At that time, I nearly thought I attended a Halloween party instead of the dance." A smug voice piped in. I turned around and I was not surprised to see Syaoran's evil smirk. Just what I need.
"When I first saw you there, I was nearly mistaken too." I scowled, glaring daggers at him. Sigh, if only looks can kill.
"My, my, little Sakie's growing fangs." He sat down next to me, ruffling my hair. I merely glared at him unwaveringly. "Hey cuz, she's gonna be living with us, right?" Syaoran called out, gaining recognition from Meilin.
"Yeah, and don't you dare pester us both."
"Tch, like I want to hear all your lovestruck talk." He rolled his eyes and he grinned once more when he looked at me. "I'll be seeing you later, Sakie-chan." He winked as he stood up and dashed off.
"Don't call me Sakie-chan, you moron!" I yelled back, drawing attention from everyone in the cafeteria. I bet all girls from different tables are wishing my untimely demise right now. And I couldn't care less, ha! They can't hurt me. I'm best friends with Syaoran's only cousin. Which means I'm in an untouchable status. There are only a few people Syaoran talks to in school casually. His basketball teammates and Meilin and her friends. And now that I'm living with them, my status probably grew a notch higher.
Speaking of his cousin, Meilin patted me on the shoulder. "There, there, Saks. I promise he's tied up and gagged when you move in,"
"When I move in? Can't he be tied up for the whole year I'm staying?" I asked, slumping down on my seat in an undignified heap.
"If I do that, Auntie will cut down on my allowance. Besides, you two go way back. What happened?"
Good question. Even I don't know what happened. "I don't know…" I muttered, looking down.
"But, that doesn't stop me from shipping you two!" Tomoyo exclaimed, that dreamy look on her face.
She has this weird, odd, peculiar, bizarre, out-of-this-world theory that Syaoran and I will make a lovely couple. Ha, yeah right. That's as impossible as pigs flying, cows flying, sheep flying and any other barnyard animal flying. Of course, exception are those with wings. Or as impossible as Martians living amongst us.
But, that's not that impossible anymore. Syaoran's living amongst us, after all.
And I'll be living with him. Not just amongst us but, under a roof amongst us type of thing. The heavens just turned against me. Oh joy.
"I'll ship you to Siberia if you don't stop, 'Moyo."
I groaned. On second thought, I'll ship Syaoran instead.
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