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Chapter Two
"SYAORAN-nii-chan!!" a shrilling voice echoed through the mini canteen of the Mathematics building. A seventeen-year-old girl with long black hair and ruby eyes continued to shout all over the place regardless of how much attention she was attracting.
Li Syaoran removed the magazine that protected his face from the sun's harsh rays coming in from outside the window next to where he was sitting. He thought he'd have a quick nap before his next class started. Apparently, someone had other plans for him.
"What do you want, Meiling?" he asked when the cheery girl finally spotted him at the far corner and approached him. He replaced the magazine on his face as he leaned on the chair's backrest. He was hoping he could get away with pretending to listen and catch a few more z's.
Meiling Li sat in front of Syaoran and stretched a hand to remove the magazine. "Oi, I'd like you to meet someone."
Syaoran let out a sigh as he tried to face his unwanted guests with his still-half-closed eyes.
"This is Daidouji Tomoyo," Meiling continued. "I met her in my Philosophy class, and she's also in my Trigonometry class."
"So?"
Meling shot him a glare. "Why won't you be polite for a change? I'm introducing her to you. The least you could do is introduce yourself too!"
Tomoyo Daidouji stood silently behind Meiling and kept her head bowed down. She's a shy freshman majoring in Psychology with long, wavy, indigo hair and amethyst eyes.
Syaoran let out another sigh and turned his attention to Tomoyo. "I'm Li Syaoran, Meiling's brother." He extended a hand to her and waited for her to take it. "Nice to meet you."
Upon seeing the extended hand behind her bangs, she tilted her face a little to take a good look at the handsome guy in front of her. She slowly extended her own hand and shook Syaoran's lightly. "Daidouji Tomoyo."
Syaoran stood up from the table and grabbed his back pack. He pushed his way past the table and waved a hand at Meiling. "Later."
"Onii-chan!"
He slowly turned back towards the table. "What?"
"You promised mom you'll assist me whenever," Meiling said in an in-case-you-forgot tone. "Why don't you be a good brother and chauffer us to our next class?"
"I don't want to." Syaoran turned back to his previous direction and started walking.
O.O.O.O.O
"Hey." Rai waved a hand at the two people sitting together on one of the stone benches in the middle of the third floor of the Mathematics building. "You guys don't have classes yet?"
Seichi shook his head. "I have Calculus 3 at one. Until then, I guess I just have to find something to busy myself with," he explained with a mischievous face on. "Ne, Rai, wanna –"
"No," Rai cut him off. "I don't wanna get involved with any of your weird hobbies," he added with a playfully serious face. He tapped Sakura's shoulder to get her attention away from the music playing from her mp4 player, ignoring the quiet "hmp" he got from Seichi.
Sakura opened her eyes and raised both eyebrows. "Is Math with Carra really as awful as they say?"
Professor Itsuko Carra is one of the young, terror dons in the university known to have a passing rate of 50% in all her classes – and that is if she's in a good mood when calculating the final grades. But beside the aggravating facts that only half of her class pass, and that she makes one of the hardest examinations in university history, she's still considered one of the best teachers the university has ever hired. You cannot be her student and not learn anything.
Rai nodded and took a seat beside her.
"Hey, you're a genius at math. Even though you complain about how hard her exams are, you're sure to pass."
Rai simply smiled at Sakura's attempt to point out the obvious and removed one of the earphones from Sakura's ears and placed it on his own. Facing the stairs, he smiled when he spotted Syaoran with two young girls chattering cheerfully with one another.
"Hey, look who's here?" He gestured that Sakura look a little to her right.
"Ehhh… Good isn't he?" Sakura remarked upon seeing the two girls. "He certainly knows how to pick his girls. They're both cute."
"Sometimes I wonder if you're really a girl or a lesbian, Sakura," Seichi butted in with an impish look on his face.
Sakura shot him a playful glare before repositioning her legs in an Indian seat and closing her eyes again. "How can someone as cute as me be a lesbian?" she snapped back, understandably not totally pissed off. "Sometimes, you really get on my nerves."
Seichi chuckled. For him, it's an accomplishment whenever he's able to hit a nerve or two.
"Although, he does look a little irritated, don't you think?" Rai observed before putting the earphone back in Sakura's ear.
Sakura opened one eye to take a look at Syaoran and closed them again, smiling. "Interesting isn't he?" she said. "If that were you, you'd be smiling your ears off right now."
O.O.O.O.O
"Hurry up or I'll leave you." Syaoran was slowly growing impatient of the slow pace that the two anxious girls chatting behind him had.
"I was just telling Tomoyo-chan how arrogant I think you look," Meiling simply replied.
Syaoran had one of his hands on his pocket while the other held on to his back pack. His head was held straight and he walked with a certain aura of cockiness.
"Whatever," he retorted nonchalantly. "Just hurry up or I'll be late for my class too."
Approaching the third room on the left, Syaoran turned to face Meiling and Tomoyo. "MB321 right?" he asked.
Meiling nodded and murmured a simple "Uhm."
"Well then." He then started walking farther down the hallway to his own class, silently wishing that he wouldn't see them afterwards. He hated being his sister's chaperon, but it wasn't like it was something he could do anything about. This is all okaa-sama's fault – treating her like a princess all the time, he told himself. He longed for the day when his sister becomes independent enough to not want him with her all the time.
A tap on the shoulder snapped Syaoran out of his daydream. Turning, he muttered an "oi" when he saw who it was. "Mikage-senpai. Right?"
Rai smiled and pushed his hair back like he usually does. "You didn't tell us you knew such pretty girls Li."
"The one with the black hair was my sister," Syaoran simply replied. "The other one was some friend of hers she introduced to me about a moment ago."
"Eh… You're really lucky then," Seichi butted in, placing a hand around Syaoran's shoulders. "You should introduce them to us."
"Don't you have a class to attend to, senpai?" He ignored the gross intention to meet his own sister.
"Not really."
Syaoran let out a sigh. "Some other time I guess, I have to go to my class now." It was a pathetic attempt to escape from the weird guys' clutches.
"Ah… Too bad," Seichi said in a phoney-disappointed tone.
Rai pushed his hair back again – something that Syaoran was starting to really get annoyed of. "Well then, Seichi and I are off to go… somewhere. Wake Sakura up for us okay?" he pointed to where Sakura was – Indian-sitting with eyes closed and earphones on both ears.
Rai and Seichi walked away quickly even before Syaoran could answer and simply waved a "thanks."
Guess I have no choice, he thought with another sigh. The day was turning out to be more tiring than he had imagined. He couldn't seem to stop sighing, like it was the only thing he was capable of doing.
He tapped Sakura's shoulder lightly when he reached her. "Oi," he mumbled when she didn't seem to wake up at the gentle nudge and tapped her again – this time putting more force in it.
Sakura slowly opened her eyes and tried to focus on the face looking casually at her. When she realized who it was, she slowly removed the earphones and uncrossed her legs. "Hey," she greeted him.
"Mikage-senpai asked me to wake you up," Syaoran explained before turning around and bearing back to where he was originally headed. "Later."
Sakura instinctively raised an eyebrow. He's really a very interesting guy, she said to herself as she turned her mp4 off and placed them inside her tote bag. She twisted her wrist to look at her watch and quickly snatched her bag when she saw that it was already ten-fifteen. Oh shit! I'm already late! She walked briskly down the hall and to her room.
She slowly opened the door to take a peek inside. She then pushed it a little more so that her body would fit through the opening when she saw that the professor was already writing something on the board.
Let's see. I got… Sir Natsu, she noted the name written on the board.
Professor Kagero Natsu wasn't the greatest professor of Calculus 2, but he didn't make hard examinations. One would be pretty lucky to get him instead of Professor Carra. "Not ba–"
"Hey you," a voice interrupted her thoughts. Sakura thought she'd gotten inside undetected, which appeared to be a complete misconception. "You're late. Name?"
Sakura smiled sheepishly. "Kinomoto Sakura," she replied. "I'm really sorry sensei, I lost track of time."
"Take a seat," Professor Natsu dismissed her with a wave of hand. "I'll let you off the hook this time. I am so not in the mood."
Although Professor Natsu has a very good reputation with the students for being indulgent, he has a problem with attendance and lack of focus on the lessons – when he does make it to one. He has some laziness issues.
Sakura took the vacant seat near the door and placed her bag in front of her on the floor.
What a really bad this is turning out to be. She sighed in relief for not getting in trouble.
A/N: Sorry if this sucked. And that nothing interesting really happened. I have a problem with creating scenarios, especially after the first chapter of the story. I guess it just took too long before I updated this story that I kinda lost my vision of it. Anyway, hopefully I'll be able to pick it up from here so please bear with me.
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