Chapter 1: How Do You Feel?
By:Akira006
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. If I did I would be rich and I'm . . . well . . . not. If I owned CCS I wouldn't write a story. I'd write a comic. Anyways, you get the picture. I do not own CCS!
Akira006: Hey! Sup?! This is my first(public)fan fiction. I hope you like it!
*Sakura peeks from behind Akira006*: Yea! I'm in it too!
*sweatdrops* Akira006: Yes . . . uh . . . that you are.
Syaoran: I refuse to be in it.
Akira006: . . . Is that so?
*Syaoran nods*
*Akira006 turns from calm to angry*: SYAORAN! You're gonna be in my fan fiction whether you like it or not! And if you refuse I'll make you die in the story! *Akira006 smirks and sticks her tongue out at Syaoran*
Sakura: Ya, Syaoran! Be in the story with me! It wouldn't be fun without you. *Sakura makes an extremely innocent face*
Akira006: Ya. And you'll make your cherry blossom cry if you're not in it. *Akira006 fake pouts* Besides you don't have a choice.
Syaoran(mumbles): Fine. I'll be in the stupid story. . .
Sakura and Akira006: YEA!!!
*Syaoran sweatdrops*
Akira006:Come on Syaoran! Ya know I luv ya! *Akira006 winks and kisses Syaoran on the cheek*
*Syaoran blushes a scarlet color and wipes his cheek*
Akira006: . . . :coughs: . . . anyways . . . let the incredible, amazing, fantastic, . . . uh . . .um . .
Syaoran: wonderful?
Akira006: Thank you, Wonderful fan fiction CCS story in the whole world . . . no universe begin !!!!!!
*Syaoran sighs*: You get so carried away! It's embarrassing!
Akira006: SHUT UP!
A/N: Italics: someone's thinking
underline: changing point of view (or starting chapter)
"Quotations,": someone's speaking(duh) you know the rest
Sakura looked at herself in the mirror for the one hundredth time. She was no longer the young girl like when she captured the Clow Cards, but a teenager. She was seventeen and had grown a lot since then(maybe not more mature but grown just about everywhere else.)She let her auburn hair grow down to a little past her shoulders and her bangs fell in her face below her eyes in thin strands. Her emerald eyes were darker and seemed deeper. She had a thin waist, and her legs had become a lot longer. Her chest fit her body perfectly, not too large, not too small. She didn't seem as innocent physically as before, but sometimes emotionally she was just as innocent as in her childhood days.
Sakura examined herself from all sides. She turned to the left and looked and then the right. And then straight forward. And then from the back(she had a little difficulty with this one). She looked straight at herself again and smiled her charming smile. That was something she would never lose. Her smile was like part of her personality. Then stopped and attempted a mysterious yet sensual expression. She ended up feeling very awkward and looking like a dork. She fixed her skirt that came a little higher than halfway between her knee and upper thigh. It was plaid and had a matching light brown sweater that she was wearing. Her stockings were also a sheer light brown.
Sakura sighed heavily. How was she every supposed to win over the stone heart of her auburn haired, amber eyed love. He was a year older(eighteen) than she was. He had yet to say something nice to her and actually mean it. They had grown apart, Syaoran and her. He was still popular with the girls and always being mobbed at school by them. While Sakura had become less and less popular. It seemed like everyone thought she was different somehow. No matter how cool Sakura tried to be, it was always to no avail. It was hard to believe that Syaoran didn't even try or even want to be popular. He just was.
Sakura sighed and laid down on her bed. All this thinking of Syaoran was depressing her. It was breaking her heart to know that she would always think of him, but he never of her. I need something to pick me up. How about some ice cream? It's just down the street. And none of the "popular" people hang out there. Sakura thought to herself. She grabbed her jacket off the chair and put on her shoes. She stepped outside and the winter air cooled her to the bone. She locked her apartment door and began to walk to the ice cream shop. What was I thinking? Ice cream in winter? Sakura wasn't paying attention and bumped into someone. She fell back, but a hand grabbed hers and steadied her.
"Sorry, I-"Sakura looked up and saw it was none other than Syaoran. Sakura slightly blushed. "I-I wasn't looking where I was going. Sorry." His auburn hair had specks of white snow in it. His amber eyes were locked in her emerald eyes. Sakura could feel the warmth of his hand holding on to hers.
Syaoran said, "Forget it." In his rough voice. Sakura felt her knees start to go weak. Oh, God! My knees went out! Sure enough, Sakura fell to her knees in the snow. She felt the snow melt against her body heat and the knees of her stockings became wet as a result. Sakura closed her eyes in embarrassment. When she opened them, she was looking straight into Syaoran's amber eyes which were filled with concern. He was kneeling next her in the snow. " Are you ok?"
Sakura nodded because she was lost in his deep amber eyes. "I'm fine." Sakura was finally able to answer. Syaoran helped her up. Sakura noticed that their hands were still together, but she didn't dare take hers away. Say something stupid! Sakura chided herself. " . . .uh . . . um . . . I-I was just g-going to get some i-ice cream. Would y-you care to c-come?" Sakura finally got out between her nervous stuttering.
"Ice cream in the winter?" Syaoran asked.
" . . . um . . . wel-"
"Sounds great." Syaoran interrupted.
Sakura was having a party in her head, and she was smiling her big, big charming smile. "Great." Sakura said. They walked down the street together, not noticing their hands were still together, to the ice cream shop. When they got there, Syaoran let go of Sakura's hand to open the door for her.(A/N: That's right Syaoran! I'm givin' you manners in this story. You know, the ones you never had! HAHA!) "Thank you," Sakura said. Syaoran nodded in return. They walked into the brightly colored shop with the big glass windows and 80's music playing. There was a man standing behind the counter waiting for some customers.
"Excuse me?" Sakura asked. The man looked up and was suddenly cheerful because he had customers.
"Hello! What can I get you and your boyfriend?" The man asked.
"We're not togeth- never mind." Sakura knew it didn't really matter and besides she liked the idea of Syaoran and her being together. " I'll have one scoop of the Swiss Chocolate with Reeses in it." Sakura replied.
"Cup or cone?" The man asked.
" uh . . . cup." Sakura replied because she didn't want to look like a pig in front of Syaoran.
"And you?" The man asked Syaoran as he began to make Sakura's.
Syaoran thought for a second and then said, "I'll have one scoop of Vanilla with chocolate syrup. And in a cup." He replied.
"Coming right up." The man called out cheerfully. He finished Sakura's order and handed it to her. Then Syaoran's and handed it to him. The man calculated the total on the register and said, " $5.25." Sakura opened her purse and dug around looking for her wallet.
Syaoran stepped in front of her and said, "I'm paying." He handed the money to the man.
Sakura objected and the man said, "Miss, you should always let the man pay when on a date." She opened her mouth and was about to object further, but decided against it. So she retreated to a seat by the window. Syaoran sat across from her, and they ate in silence for a while.
" So," Sakura began trying to make conversation. " What do you think of all this snow we're having? Kinda strange snowing in Tokyo isn't it?" Sakura asked.
Sakura, you stupid, stupid person! He doesn't want to talk about the weather! She mentally hit herself.
"Yes, it is strange." Syaoran replied. He looked out the window. Sakura felt like she was going to faint. He looked so hot at that moment. Syaoran turned his eyes to look into Sakura's. Sakura looked down although she had already gotten this stare before when they were kids. But this was different because now she liked him. She began fidgeting with the edge of her slightly wet skirt. She felt a bit hot so she slipped her jacket off. Sakura didn't know why but she looked at him and smiled. Syaoran gave her one of his extremely rare smiles in return. Sakura had a slight shade of red tint her cheeks and looked down to try to hide it. Syaoran noticed and smiled bigger. " Sakura?"
Sakura looked up upon hearing her name. "Yes?"
"Would you like to," Syaoran stopped and looked out the window. Sakura noticed he was slightly blushing. " get some hot chocolate at my apartment?" He looked very sincere and slightly nervous. So Sakura knew he meant it.
"That would be nice." Sakura replied and also nodded her head. Syaoran gave her a small smile in return.
After Sakura and Syaoran finished their ice cream, Syaoran led Sakura to his large apartment. Syaoran held the door open, and Sakura stepped inside. He locked the door behind them. Sakura remembered coming here once when they were little for some reason. The walls were a dark, kind of eerie forest green. That's right. Green is his favorite color. Sakura thought. There were a few clothes and things here and there, but for the most part it was clean. Syaoran led her to the kitchen and looked in a cupboard.
"I don't have any hot chocolate. Is coffee ok?" Syaoran asked.
Sakura nodded. Even though Syaoran's apartment was eerie, Sakura felt safe. She always seemed to feel safe near him. Sakura sat at the table and soon the coffee was done. Syaoran sat across from her as usual. There was an awkward silence and Sakura wondered if Syaoran had noticed. She couldn't tell because his face was emotionless. Sakura took a sip of coffee and was soon warmed up. She sighed, not meaning to make it as loud as she did. Syaoran looked at her. His expression was hard to read. His eyes weren't making her feel as though he could see into her like when they were young. There didn't seem to be anything harsh in them. Sakura looked away but still felt his gaze.
"It seems to be snowing pretty hard out there." Syaoran commented. "Perhaps we should check the weather report."
"Good idea." Sakura replied. She followed Syaoran into the living room. She sat on the couch and Syaoran sat next to her. He turned on the TV and switched it to the weather channel.
. . . This is a blizzard it seems. The roads are blocked, cars are stalled. If you are in doors, stay there until further notice. Do not go outside! I repeat. Do not go outside . . .
That's all Sakura heard. When was until further notice?!
. . . most likely the roads should be working and the snow should stop tomorrow morning or afternoon . .
I'm spending the night at Syaoran's?! Oh, Lord, I love you! Yes! She felt like jumping up and screaming it out loud. However, she calmed herself and tried to sound disappointed. "Tomorrow?"
"That's what I heard." Syaoran replied.
" Well . . . um . . . I guess," Sakura looked at Syaoran. "I'm staying here for the night." Syaoran nodded.
" . . . I guess you'll need some other clothes . . ."Syaoran commented.
"Ya." Sakura replied.
Syaoran left and came back with a big green T-Shirt. "You can change in the bathroom." He said and led her there.
"Do you mind if I take a shower?" Sakura asked before Syaoran left.
"Go ahead." He replied.
Sakura ran her water and undressed. It felt strange bathing in a guy's house who wasn't even her boyfriend or close friend and she had a major crush on. Sakura let the warm water wash away her worries and tensions of the day. She took her time and thought. . . . Syaoran . . . Is what went through her mind. Tears streamed down her face and were washed away down the drain. Why am I crying? Sakura asked herself. Because you love him and realized he doesn't love you. Her other part answered. "I'll tell him tonight." Sakura decided. She washed her hair and bathed. She got out and dried herself off. Then she put on some lavender body mist(she had a small bottle in her purse for emergencies) and slipped the big T-shirt over her head.
Sakura looked at herself in the mirror. The shoulders of the shirt were becoming wet from her hair and turning a darker shade of green. The shirt stopped a little below her upper thigh. The color brought out her emerald eyes and made them seem to shine. "Wow. I like this color. I'll get a shirt or skirt or something in it."She thought aloud. What am I supposed to do with my other clothes? She mentally asked herself. I guess just bring them and ask Syaoran. She answered herself. Sakura gathered up her things and walked back to the living room. Syaoran wasn't there so Sakura just sat on the couch waiting for him. She was nervous about telling him. She sat there with her knees together and hands in her lap. She kept changing the placement of her fingers. Syaoran came shortly with a pillow and blanket in his arms.
"You can sleep in my room. I'll sleep on the couch." Syaoran offered.
"Where can I put my clothes?" Sakura asked.
"I guess next the bed or where you would like." He answered. Sakura didn't know that Syaoran also liked her a lot. He was nervous about this but was good at hiding his emotions. He thought she hated him because . . . well . . . they were opposites. Sakura was kind and cheerful while Syaoran was glum and arrogant. While Sakura had been in the shower, Syaoran had been making his room presentable and hiding some pictures he had of her. Hopefully she didn't look in his closet because that is where they were. He had an idea to keep her from looking, "Don't look in the closet because it's packed with junk that would fall out if you opened the door." Syaoran fake warned.
Sakura nodded. I'm sleeping in the same bed Syaoran sleeps in?! This is getting better and better. I must be dreaming. Sakura pinched her thigh. "Ouch!" Nope it's real alright. Sakura looked at Syaoran who seemed to be thinking. Should I tell him now? Or tomorrow? Sakura asked herself. Tell him now. Was the answer and Sakura knew it. She bit her lower lip. Ok, here goes nothing. "Syaoran?" He looked at her upon hearing his name. "I-I need to tell you something. Could you sit down, please?" Sakura's heart was racing as he sat next to her. " . . . um . . . uh . . . well it's um kinda hard to say . . . but um . . . well uh . . . Syaoran, I-I -I um," Say it! , " I love you. I've known it for a while and finally decided to tell you. I've loved you since we finished capturing cards and I got to know you better. I loved you for who you were behind your sometimes arrogant self. I know this is really a spur of the moment thing. I understand if you feel awkward or something. I just had to tell you." Sakura looked up at him and his image became blurry from the tears that filled her eyes. She put her face in her hands and began to cry. Sakura felt Syaoran's arms go around her and she cried on his shirt. Her body was shaking from all the tears that came out.
"Shhh. Calm down." Syaoran said. Sakura sniffled and looked up at him. She gave him a weak smile. Syaoran's eyes were serious. "I," He stopped then continued, " love you too." He said quickly. His face was scarlet. He looked at her and blushed more.
Sakura blushed too. "Sorry about your shirt." She said and motioned to the wet spot where she cried. Syaoran didn't reply. He leaned down and kissed her. Ya! I got kissed by Syaoran. He loves me! Haha! I feel like I'm flying! Sakura's mind was not too partied out yet. It was throwing yet another party.
When Syaoran pulled out of the kiss, he said, "Your blushing."
Sakura looked at him and replied, "So are you." She leaned her head on his shoulder and said, "Well, this was a very emotional night."
Syaoran gave a small laugh, "Ya. It really was." The radio was on and a slow song started to play.
"Dance with me." Sakura whispered in Syaoran's ear.
"Is that a request or a command?" Syaoran asked.
"Dance with me." Sakura repeated.
Syaoran smiled. "Ok." He replied. They stood up and Sakura put her arms around his neck. Syaoran put his arms around her waist. They began to sway to the rhythm. Sakura knew this song and hummed it. She felt as though there was nothing that could hurt her right there in Syaoran's arms. She laid her head on his shoulder. She could smell his clean scent. The song ended, but they kept dancing. They were in a different place. It was just Syaoran and Sakura finally together. This is so romantic. Sakura thought. Tomoyo's gonna die when I tell her. Sakura didn't notice, but they had stopped. She was just standing there in Syaoran's arms. She pulled back and looked up at him. He looked down at her.(A/N: He is taller than her by about a head or so.)
"That was nice," Sakura commented. Syaoran nodded in agreement. It was quiet except for a song coming from the radio. Sakura leaned her head on his shoulder again. She just wanted this moment to last forever. To stay there in his arms forever. It was like a dream she never wanted wake up from.
"This is so strange." Syaoran said. Sakura looked up at him with a questioning look. "I mean, I bumped into you on the street, we had ice cream together, came and had coffee at my apartment, figured out you were spending the night, and told each other that we loved each other."
Sakura laughed, "Ya. I see what you mean. But it was a wonderfully strange night."
"Yes, it was." Syaoran answered.
They watched TV and talked the rest of the night. Sakura fell asleep in Syaoran's arms. He carried her to his bedroom and laid her on the bed. My cherry blossom. He thought before he closed the door and went to go to sleep on the couch.
A/N: Isn't it sooo sweet?! Man I wish I was Sakura. Syaoran's hot!
Syaoran: Akira006, I didn't know you felt that way about me.
Akira006: O, come on you know I luv ya!