Summary: Sakura a student at the university, behind the smiles are drama and moments she bottles up. But when the new substitute teacher comes, life is gonna be chaos. Especially vacation….
Learning to love you
Chapter 1
Lil dudette..
A girl with shoulder length auburn hair with emerald eyes was smiling with joy. A sophomore at Tokyo U. Running to class was no easy task for her. Although she loved her college life, there were parts she hated. Classes, the work, etc. The only part she loved was that she was had her own apartment and did not have to stay with her family. Starting college was great, her life was great.
Not really much of a hassle anymore. Her professors were nice and were great to talk to. However, she had been in times when she was usually late for class. For college life was different. They did not have any bells or a usual parent bugging her.
Wearing a plain black t-shirt and a blue denim skirt, she ran. Hoping not to crash into someone. She went to her first class of the day. French. Sakura was okay in school, but hated to take up another language and math. She always seemed to get an unusual grade.
"Sakura! Over here!" hearing her name she happily found her best friend. Tomoyo Daidouji. Her friend however, was much better in her school work. She had dark violet hair with amethyst eyes to match; her pale skin gave a look of pure innocence and tranquility, also giving a bashful look. However, Tomoyo was completely the opposite. She was always talkative and videotaping important moments of people's lives. But of course she was a great person to hang out with.
"Sakura, I must say, you have to let me pick your outfit! I mean, I have so much to teach you. All you need to say is 'Tomoyo, I need your help." Grabbing her video camera, she happily pointed the camera to herself and said. "Sakura asking for help" then pointing towards the emerald eye girl.
Sakura laughed out a bit, her best friend was over exaggerating on what she was wearing. "Tomoyo, you know very well, I wear your choices." Of course she had stylish clothes back at her apartment, but school was not a place to wear it. Wearing her more-outing going outfits to outings, clubs, and parties was more appropriate.
"I don't think the professors would approve of our so called clothes." The two laughed out. Knowing showing some skin was very inappropriate in the school guidebook. For on the first day the two were caught.
As time went on, the French professor, Mademoiselle, then quieted the class down; they called her, for her real name was not French at all. Wearing a cream colored dress; anyone could tell she was pregnant.
"Good morning class."
"G'morning."
Sakura smiled happily as the professor and student began to talk. Sakura gave her a little bag for her favorite professor; she smiled and went back to her seat.
Now some would call her teacher's pet, for the two young women had a special relationship.
Tomoyo watched the two envy; Sakura was her best friend, not the teacher. The violet hair girl rolled her eyes. Knowing nothing why the two were friends.
"What's in the bag?"
"Nothing…"
"I still want to know…. Why are you guys like so nice to each other, I mean, yeah…"?
"Oh, um. Well, it was kind of personal… sorry Tomo.."
Everyone in the auditorium room began to bring out their books and supplies for lesson, she began writing on the chalkboard. "bon commenç-". Pausing at mid-sentence, she felt something.
"Ah.."
The students looked at their teacher, confused at what was happening. Was this part of the lesson? Mademoiselle, still holding the chalk, gasped for air. 'Its probably nothing…' she thought.
"Mademoiselle, are you alright?" a student asked.
Turning towards her class, she let out a small smile; assuring them she was quite fine. As she taught, she could feel a pain through her. Her black hair was tied in a little bun, hoping to let the cool air breeze around her neck.
"Now, class, we should do more exercises. Open your books to page 121. Class, could you please copy this down? Let see, um-" she gasped for air. Dropping her chalk onto the floor. Gripping the edge of her desk, she felt it once more. Hoping not to alarm her class, she did not say anything.
Sakura was very bored trying to copy down the notes, so letting her eyes wander; she caught the attention of her teacher. The dark brown eyes of her teacher looked at her, Sakura wondered what was going on.
Sakura looked at her teacher. A bloodstain was seen through her dress. Staring wide eye, "Mademoiselle, she is bleeding. O my gosh, Tomoyo? Call an ambulance!" The amethyst eye girl nodded, sprinting off towards the exit.
The students stared at her, looking as if she was crazy. Finally they heard their teacher gasping for air, she lied on the ground, her dress covered in blood. Sakura ran towards her teacher. "Mademoiselle? Oh-Oh, how many months are you?"
"Five…" she let out.
Gripping her hold on her student, she let out air. Tears of pain went down her face, leaving a wet line. "I am going to lose my baby aren't I?" she cried out. Sakura looked at her sadly.
Her French professor was going to lose her baby.
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Paramedics were in the class, bringing the pregnant woman towards the stretcher. Worried by this, Sakura wanted to ride with her to the hospital. However, since she was not related by blood or have any special relationship with the professor, they did not let her go.
Mademoiselle was laid on the stretcher, wearing an oxygen mask over her mouth. Her breathing was rapid, and she needed to be in medical care. Her eyes were closed, her dark brown hair was wet with the perspiration she had, and she just looked lifeless.
Everyone looked as the teacher was then taken away. Then everyone looked towards the crying girl. She of course, had a special relationship with the teacher.
It was the teacher that inspired her. The teacher that showed her that there was more to life than the girl she used is before. No other person understood what Sakura went through high school.
Mademoiselle's real name was Naru Minoaka. Sakura met her when things were a little down. When the time of school was a living hell.
Remembering the words that Naru gave her.
"Don't let your troubles bring you down."
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It was night. The sky was filled with darkness, the stars were twinkling above. On her apartment's balcony. The apartment building her building own. Wearing a pale pink night dress, that was made of silk. It ended by her knees, giving her an elegant look, her hair was let down, blowing against he light breeze of the Tokyo air.
The lights of the city shined with brightness, cars roamed the streets, traffic was total chaos, and people walked the sidewalks of the city.
Watching the people of Tokyo.
Hoping her teacher would be okay. Wishing that her baby were all right. That the young woman would not die. If she did, Sakura would not know what to do. Who would she confide in? Who will be there for her? What will happen?
Going back inside her apartment, she opened the glass door.
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Sakura's POV
-Dream-
I was alone in darkness. Seeing only myself, still dress in the nightgown. My hair was a bit messed up; I looked around again, scared of the darkness. No one, not even an object in sight.
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Hello?" I asked out. Hoping someone there would come to my rescue. I walked around in the darkness, my bare feet touching the black ground, cold and smooth."
Sakura."I hear my name being called. Turning around I saw no one. No one in particular.
"
Sakura…"I heard it once more. I could tell it was a male's voice. Someone who I did not know at all. "
Anyone there?" I asked, nervously. I tried not to show I was scared, but I couldn't help it. No one can control what anyone was feeling. No one."Turn around," the voice ordered me.
I did what I was told, then and there a white flash was seen. I covered my eyes, hoping nothing dreadful would happen. Opening my eyes slowly I found myself, on a cliff? A cliff, where a nearby beach was nearby. I looked around, walking on the rough stone like path, leading me somewhere. I looked around, the place was very beautiful. This place had a warm climate. I turned around, looking towards a wonderful sight.
There the sun was slowly setting down on the horizon. The sky was turning to an orangey color, with a mix of swirls of magenta. The ocean reflecting the sun's rays, and sparkly. Turning away, I walked the path once more, leading me down towards the sand of the ocean.
I heard a voice behind me. A tall man stood there behind me. I could not see his face, but I could tell he was very handsome, from his voice. His back was facing the sun, so I could not see him well. He held a hand towards me.
-End of dream-
A beeping of was heard from an alarm clock. The young auburn hair girl slammed her hand on the clock. Hard. Grunting she threw the covers up, a scowl was on her face.
"I'm too tired…" she scowled out. Getting up, walking towards her bath. Opening the doors, she turned on her light, but as soon she did that, she winced in pain of the sight of light. Looking at her bathroom mirror, she looked like she had a hangover.
"I'm still tired…" It was those kind of mornings, when you are very tired, but don't remember of a dream. Turning the faucet of the shower, she only remembered bits of the dream. "I totally forgot what the dream was about!"
(I have that lot. I remember bits and pieces)
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She was fully dressed now. Wearing G.I. Jane pants, and a tight brown and black top, well you could say, she was a little bit like a dancer. She loved to go out once in a while, and go dancing at clubs. As she walked towards her little kitchen and went to the fridge. Grabbing a Sunkist drink, opening the top she gulped down. Looking at her watch, she spitted out her drink.
The kitchen counter was filled of the orange liquid from her mouth. "Hoe?" she let out. It was already 12:25?! Class was going to start in a couple of minutes. It was at least twenty minutes to walk from her apartment to the University. But a ten minutes drive. Running towards the balcony, she looked down. Of course yelping as she did that, for she was on the top floor. "Gotta stop doin that!" Looking down more cautiously, the streets were jammed, also the sidewalk.
"Great…how am I going to drive?" Deciding she should walk, or run, she dashed through the doors.
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Sakura stood on the sidewalk in front of her apartment building. "Okay, I am going to be totally late." Glancing at her watch, she stared.
It was already 12:30. Cursing out she ran the through the crowd of people. However, she did not know if she would be in trouble or not. Her class was Calculus. 'But I wanted to stop by Mademoiselle's class…' she stated to herself. Sakura did not have her until tomorrow.
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She ran through the halls of Tokyo U. She hurried; she was already twenty-five minutes late. Again she cursed, running with her books in her hands, she hoped no one would see her late. Passing through the halls of doors, she was almost there. Well, she would be almost there, when she crashed into someone.
Dropping her books, she let out a yelp. Looking toward the person, he was wearing a business suit, by the looks of it; he did not look like one of the professors here. For the male professors were dreadful and horrid creatures to walk on her. Especially from the freak circus of freaks. "Watch it! Student walking here! Someone here needs to get a class." She scowled at the person. Bending down to get her books her she tossed her auburn hair to her back and let out a few cursing.
The chestnut hair man, bent down to help her. "Sorry, I was just walking through her. When you bang into me. My apologizes." Hearing this Japanese girl's left eye twitch a bit. She banged into him? He was not supposed to be in this college, for he was not a professor nor a teacher!
Looking at him, she gawked out. "Dang, man. You should just leave. Obviously you are lost. Why don't you just get out of her? This is a place for students and faculty only." The man laughed out a bit. Her rudeness was quite, interesting if you ask him.
"Well. I see it is only for students and faculty. I best am on my way. Since it is for students and faculty."
Rolling her eyes she swayed her hands. "Well duh! That was what I said. Geez…. Old people these days. Well gotta go, it has been a displeasure helping you."
"May I ask what is your next class? I sure would love to know."
"Uh. That is quite odd don't ya think. Telling a complete stranger, stranger being the key word here, what is my next class? Not on my list of things to do today. So fuck off will ya? I have class."
He watched her leave him there in the halls. He let out a small chuckle.
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Sakura opened the doors of her class. Hoping not to get into trouble, she let her head in first. Seeing students talking one to another. Letting out a heavy sigh, she smiled.
"What's going on? Where's the teacher?"
A student heard her, "Not coming. Sub today. Late." the student stated in cave man mode. The student turned around and went back towards his seat. Sakura thanked God and happily found a seat next to one of her close friends.
"Hey, Kenjii. Didn't know there was a sub today!" Her friend, Kenji turned towards her. He had black combed hair glistened in the light; he then placed his book down 'the Street lawyer' and stared at her with his golden brown eyes. "Yep, didn't know what happen to Professor Koshika, say that something happened to him." then the two began to talk.
The relationship of Kenjii Takemoto was strictly a friendship thing, well to Sakura that is. However, Kenjii had another thought of it.
There was a knock on the door. The whole class tuned silent, going back to a seat. The students watched as the door opened slowly revealing a man holding a briefcase.
Sakura's emerald eyes jerked open. 'Now what the fuck is he doing here?' She and the rest of the class watched as he then closed the door and went towards the desk. Soon after his amber eyes trailed towards Sakura, and walked toward her.
"Great, sexual harassment. You do know that-"
"That I am the professor here." Hearing this, she paled. 'Professor?!' Coughing slightly she smacked herself on the forehead. Physically. "So…."
"I am part of the faculty."
Blushing in embarrassment, she let out a yelp. This was going to be a long day.
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-Dream-
I was alone in darkness.
Again. I was wearing my clothes from this morning, when I went to class. I stared out I found no one, not even an object in sight."
Hello?" I asked out. Hoping someone there would come to my rescue. My shoes tapped lightly as I walked. The dream was just almost like last night."
Sakura.."Frowning, this was just like my dream, damn it. I heard my name being called. Turning around I saw no one. No one in particular. Going to call my name again?
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Sakura…"I heard it once more. Damn, that was stupid. Nope, I am not going to ask. I heard nothing. Silence. Oh, well, I think I have to ask. "
Anyone there?" I asked out, slapping myself. "Ya, gonna call my name again?" I asked out.
"Turn around." the voice ordered me.
I did what I was told, then and there a white flash was seen. I covered my eyes, hoping nothing dreadful would happen. Opening my eyes slowly expecting myself a scene of a cliff. But I didn't see a cliff. "
I walked through the doors, and found a nice home. The walls were painted a golden brown, the floors were with white tiles, the furniture looked as it they were very expensive. Trailing my hands down, I did not feel weird, or anything. It was like I was here before.
I then found a staircase. Going up the stairs slowly, I wanted to know what was up there. My hand on the railing, I looked up. "
Anyone there?" no answer. As I reached the top of the stairs I looked around. I could see picture frames, but no pictures? Why would there be picture framed if there are no pictures. Again, it was weird.I see a man standing by a window. Looking out. I looked at the scene in front of him. It was the same cliff in my other dream, the sun setting down. But this time, it was getting darker.
The dream was going further.
-End of dream-
Everyone watched as the amber eye man stared at the sleeping girl. "Class, why don't I dismiss you today, early."
Everyone erupted with clapping, but stayed hoping to see what would happen to Sakura. He asked Kenjii to move towards another seat, obediently he got up and watched as he stood. Kenjii however did not feel comfortable for the teach to be sitting to his Sakura.
"Ms. Kinomoto?" he tapped her lightly on the shoulder, with a smirk on his lips. Showing something that was going to happen. Bringing his face closers to hers, he let out a small laugh. She was drooling. Grabbing a handkerchief, he wiped it off.
The students laughed out, at what he had done.
Whispering into her ear. "You are drooling." Suddenly her emerald eyes open, "I love boys…" she yelled out, she grabbed her stuff and went out the door. Looking at the now closed door, snickers were heard.
She did not know of anything of what had happened.
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A.N. Well rewrote this. Hehehehehe. Not much like the first one, but hey. MY story. Lol. Well hope you read and review. Again.