Arrived in a wistful splendor
Its fleeting moment so tender
I'm in an old memory
Where friends don't realize I'm here
Others are happy
It's a vacation for freedom
But I've been separated
And long for the old
Chapter 3- False Identity
Syaoran gaped as the girl skated by him in a clumsy haste. Unable to hold his excitement Syaoran yelled, "Sakura!"
Upon hearing her name, the girl came to an abrupt halt on her skates and flipped around expectantly. Seeing a boy from afar she squinted and said loudly so Syaoran could hear, "Did you call for me?"
Too thrilled to remember he was in the shape as Dai, Syaoran ran up to where Sakura stood. He took a sharp intake of breath as he got to fully view Sakura for the first time in years. He felt like he was stuck in a dream seeing her shining emerald eyes and a kind face that he could never forget. In delight, he saw that Sakura had grown to be a mature teenager who was well shaped and had a pleasant aura. Smiling happily Syaoran said, "Sakura! I… I…"
Throughout the past years he had made up conversations in his mind of him and Sakura. In his mind he'd tell Sakura that he loved her and she'd smile and things would go ok. But being in this situation at the present, he was at a loss for words.
Sakura was greatly confused and it showed in the way her eyebrows raised when she saw Syaoran. She forced herself to smile as she asked wavering, "I don't mean to be rude, but do I know you?"
Every conversation that Syaoran had imagined had suddenly died within his heart. Taking a deep breath he replied controlling his voice so that it wouldn't show his sadness, "I didn't think you'd remember me. We went to the same elementary school as kids and I looked up to you. I never got the chance to tell you how much you meant to me…"
Sakura sweatdropped and bowed in apology. "I'm sorry, but I still can't remember you. From the way you appear, I'd think that you'd be someone that's hard to forget," she said sheepishly.
Syaoran nodded, realizing that this conversation wouldn't get much farther. He offered his hand to Sakura and smiled as misery poured through his heart that Sakura didn't recognize him. "Then let's start this over. I'm Dai."
Accepting his hand, Sakura placed her hand in his to shake it. After taking his hand, her eyes furrowed together as it seemed like she was thinking about something.
"Is something wrong, Sakura?" Syaoran asked, concerned.
Sakura took her hand back and said, "I'm sorry, it's nothing."
"Nothing?" Syaoran prodded.
Sakura laughed and answered, "It's just that for a second you reminded me of a guy I knew when I was in 4th grade. I don't know why though, you don't look or sound like him."
Syaoran smiled as hope slowly coursed through his veins. "It was nice meeting you. I hope we can talk again."
"I would like that," Sakura said softly before yelling, "Ho-ee! I'm late! I'm sorry, but I've really got to go because I'm meeting up with a friend!"
"I understand."
Sakura smiled and said, "Bye Dai!" Waving quickly, she turned around and left going twice the speed she was going before she had run into Syaoran.
Syaoran grinned happily and thought as he walked back to the apartment, 'Considering it was a first meeting, that went decently. She didn't seem too scared by my appearance and she said she'd like to see me again.'
"Dai!" Wei's voice called from within the apartment as Syaoran walked up.
"What is it?"
"I know you have plans but don't you want to unpack your bags? You're going to be here for a few months, so surely you can spend the first few minutes getting yourself situated," Wei replied respectively.
Syaoran shook his head and said, "No, I can unpack whenever I want to. It sounds like a waste to do that on my first day back."
"Suit yourself, sir," Wei said, acting like any typical butler.
Breathing in the fresh air, Syaoran began walking randomly. Without any particular sense of where he was going, he was surprised when he ended up at Tomoeda elementary school. Putting his rough looking hands against the fence lines, Syaoran looked at the school vividly remembering the past.
Images of arguing with Sakura, only to end up helping her and blushing ferociously afterward made Syaoran chuckle to himself. He began walking again until he heard a voice from behind him call, "Yo! Kid!"
Turning around, Syaoran saw a bunch of teenage kids run up to him. There were about seven of them, each with a look that said 'outcast' written on over them. He paused as they came up to him and said in disgust, "What do you guys want?"
"Geez, don't be so harsh," the person said. "We saw you staring at the school for the little people and it seemed like you needed someone to accompany you. By the way, the quickest way inside is the backdoor that the teacher's use. They never lock it."
Syaoran gave a questioning look. "Why do you think I want to get in?" he asked, a sudden interest sparking in him to talk to these people.
"Televisions, phones, computers… there is plenty of useful stuff in there up for grabs."
Shaking his head, Syaoran said, "Thanks, but no thanks." Taking that as his final words, Syaoran began to step away.
The person stopped Syaoran by putting his arm up in a commanding way. He said slyly, "Not so fast. Apparently you're not from around here, and we thought we'd like to offer a helping hand. Whether you like it or not, it's obvious that you belong with us. That is, unless you're one damned good poser."
Syaoran smirked as he deliberated, 'Oh… what you don't know…'
"I'm Shizu, the leader of the group," the person finally introduced himself.
Raising his eyebrows, Syaoran looked over Shizu. He had slick black hair to compliment his plain brown eyes. Dressed in a leather jacket and ripped baggy pants covered with chains, he looked like a classic miscreant.
Untangling a girl around his shoulders, Shizu introduced her with pride in his voice. "And this is my girlfriend, Machi. Say hello Machi, my dear."
"Hi," Machi purred, her soft voice echoing through the air. She raised her arm toward Syaoran with a beckoning wave, her long black fingernails seeming to reach out and touch him.
"A real babe, isn't she?" Shizu demanded as more of a statement than a question.
Syaoran looked at Machi. 'Babe isn't exactly the word that comes to mind,' Syaoran thought. Her hair was a dark brown with blonde streaks matted with gel and hair spray to make her appear menacing. A tight maroon midriff tugged at her full bodice while her tent-like pants were ripped in revealing places. Inwardly he grimaced, but Syaoran responded casually, "Sure."
Shizu laughed wickedly and said, "You're pretty uptight for such a crazy looking guy. Lemme introduce ya to the rest of the group…"
"No, that's ok. I really have somewhere I need to be," Syaoran interrupted.
Shizu nodded and responded thickly, "Oh, I see how it is. You think you're too good for us?"
"It's not that," Syaoran answered ominously.
Shizu looked at Syaoran with questioning eyes that seemed to analyze Syaoran's behavior. With a final glance of approval he said, "It's all good. We'll hold your back for ya! I should have asked you this first, but what is your name?"
"Dai," Syaoran said confidently, getting used to his new name.
"Well Dai, if you ever decide you want a girl or ya need to get loaded, call on us!" Shizu said.
Blinking absently Syaoran said, "Thanks…"
Without any further conversing, Syaoran walked away. 'Get loaded? No wonder everyone thinks the appearance carries a bad attitude…'
Reminiscing on memories of the past, Syaoran began walking for a few hours just taking in all the places he hadn't seen since he was younger. Before he knew it, the sun was setting and he was sitting with a lowered head on a bench near the penguin slide wondering where the day had gone. He hadn't seen Sakura for the rest of the day, which beset his mind with a sad dismay.
'I wish I could have talked to her more,' Syaoran thought. 'I haven't felt my heart skip in such an obnoxious, giddy way for a long time.'
As he was sighing and thinking intense thoughts, a girl walked up to him and said, "You look so lonely by yourself."
Syaoran raised his head slowly and said carelessly, "Machi."
She giggled and replied, "Why do you sound so dull? It's as if you don't want me to be here!"
Syaoran remained quiet as he began looking at the dirt in front of his belted shoes.
Machi squatted on the ground underneath Syaoran so that he would have to look at her. "Oh come on, Dai. Let me cheer you up!"
As she finished talking, she placed her hand on Syaoran's leg and looked into his eyes. "You have gorgeous black eyes," she murmured.
Syaoran took her hand and gently swiped it off his leg. "Where's Shizu?" he asked, suggesting her egress.
"He said he had a task to take care of tonight, so I can play all by myself."
"By yourself? That sounds good," Syaoran said briskly.
Machi frowned and responded jokingly, "But I don't want to be alone."
She put her hand back on Syaoran's leg as she sat on the ground innocently. "Dai, you're so irresistible."
With that, she placed her second hand on Syaoran's other leg and raised herself out of the dirt. She stood in front of him and lifted her face till it was nearly touching his. With a throaty whisper she said, "You're too beautiful for me to ignore."
Syaoran closed his eyes and looked away. He coughed and quickly brushed her hands off him. "I guess you don't understand my polite attempts so I'll say it straight out. I am not interested."
Machi stood up straight and bit her lip. "Why are you so cold, Dai? You looked like you'd be the kind of guy who wanted some action."
"Looks aren't everything."
Shrugging, Machi decided to make her move. Before Syaoran could realize what was happening Machi had thrown herself on Syaoran's lap and had her legs tightly wrapped around him.
Syaoran's eyes widened as he tried to react to what she was doing. As he tried to push her off, she lightened Syaoran's anxiety by caressing his cheeks.
His face flying into surprised contortions, Syaoran said, "Get off me! What are you doing?"
Machi smiled menacingly and replied curtly, "No guy that I want says 'no' to me."
Confused, Syaoran didn't know what to do. The most she had done was sit on him and touch his face. Trying to decide what to do in this predicament, he was astonished when he saw her face close in on his with her eyes closed.
Without even realizing what was happening, her lips where on his face, smothering him under her strapping grip. His eyes widened and he sunk into the kiss involuntarily as her voluptuous body hovered over him.
"Why's Dai with that girl?" Syaoran heard a sweet sounding girl from afar ask.
"Who's Dai?" another girl asked.
"I met him earlier on my way to seeing you. He seemed like such a nice guy being as his appearance is so unapproachable. He kind of reminded me of Syaoran with his half-smile," Sakura said remorsefully.
Syaoran recognized Sakura's sweet voice and pulled away from Machi without hesitation. Looking over to where Sakura was, their eyes made contact with each other.
"I just didn't think he'd be that kind of guy," Sakura said to Tomoyo, staring straight into Syaoran's eyes with a pained expression.
"You tend to trust people really easily, Sakura. It's just that people like him aren't very reliable…"
"Let's go, Tomoyo," Sakura said quietly, breaking eye contact with Syaoran. They left a dazed Syaoran and bored Machi sitting on the bench.
Machi growled, "Why did you stop? We can't let people like that ruin the mood we had going, Dai."
Looking at Machi's face in pure revulsion he pushed her off his lap forcefully and onto the ground. Standing up and regaining his composure he glared down at Machi and said, "Don't you dare do that to me again or I swear I will make your life hell. I said I wasn't interested."
Tears came into Machi's eyes. "Why don't you like me? I thought things were starting to go pretty well…"
Words formed at Syaoran's lips but before he could say them, a very angry Shizu came dashing into the park. Picking up a crying Machi, he glowered at Syaoran and said, "I was passing by and I see Machi on the ground with tears in her eyes! Why is she crying? What did you do to her, Dai?!"
"She was coming onto me and I didn't like it. Please tell her I'm not interested because she can't seem to get it through her head," Syaoran said straight-forwardly with vehemence.
Shizu took in Syaoran's truthful answer with an astounded countenance. He nodded and looked toward Machi to see if she accepted Syaoran's words. Seeing her head bowed in shame, he shook his head.
Syaoran's determined face was heavyset as he walked by Shizu and Machi. As he passed by Shizu, Shizu reach out and latently motioned for Syaoran to stop. In a defeated, yet cautioned manner he said, "I'm not going to do anything this time for your idiocy. I'm used to her going off behind my back, but if you ever touch her forcefully like that again and make her cry, I swear that I will kill you. Got it?"
Syaoran smiled darkly. "Forcefully or not, I'd rather have never touched her in the first place.
Shizu let go of Syaoran's shirt in amazement at the audacity that was being challenged towards him. He smiled slightly and left Syaoran to walk away.
On his way to the apartment, Syaoran was trying his hardest not to punch himself for his stupidity. 'Why did I let her kiss me? Why did I even let that damned girl TOUCH me? Sakura's seen it and now she thinks I'm a terrible person. With this appearance, I was trying my hardest to not leave a bad impression on her. At this rate, I'll never get her to love me,' Syaoran thought pitifully.
Reaching his apartment complex, he stared at the wall before slamming his fist into it. The wall cracked under Syaoran's burly arm. Pulling his hand back, he felt the blood trickle down his skin freely.
Dejected, Syaoran walked into the door of his place making sure that he kept the tears from falling down his face.
A/N- How was it? Ok, so I'm a TAD bit evil… at least it wasn't a cliffhanger! Sakura and Dai finally met! Sakura and Syaoran… Sakura and Dai… ehhhh… it's all the same to me, LoL. Also, like Kimiko, Shizu and Machi have some pretty decent roles in the story to support its growth. Nothing else much to say about the chapter except that it was HORRIBLE to write. LoL. I spent pretty much the whole day on it cause I couldn't get it to sound 'just right.' It still doesn't feel 'just right' but it's a bit better than it was. I've gotten a little feedback on the story, from which I greatly appreciate. Please review and tell me what you think! All comments welcomed^_^.
Its fleeting moment so tender
I'm in an old memory
Where friends don't realize I'm here
Others are happy
It's a vacation for freedom
But I've been separated
And long for the old
Chapter 3- False Identity
Syaoran gaped as the girl skated by him in a clumsy haste. Unable to hold his excitement Syaoran yelled, "Sakura!"
Upon hearing her name, the girl came to an abrupt halt on her skates and flipped around expectantly. Seeing a boy from afar she squinted and said loudly so Syaoran could hear, "Did you call for me?"
Too thrilled to remember he was in the shape as Dai, Syaoran ran up to where Sakura stood. He took a sharp intake of breath as he got to fully view Sakura for the first time in years. He felt like he was stuck in a dream seeing her shining emerald eyes and a kind face that he could never forget. In delight, he saw that Sakura had grown to be a mature teenager who was well shaped and had a pleasant aura. Smiling happily Syaoran said, "Sakura! I… I…"
Throughout the past years he had made up conversations in his mind of him and Sakura. In his mind he'd tell Sakura that he loved her and she'd smile and things would go ok. But being in this situation at the present, he was at a loss for words.
Sakura was greatly confused and it showed in the way her eyebrows raised when she saw Syaoran. She forced herself to smile as she asked wavering, "I don't mean to be rude, but do I know you?"
Every conversation that Syaoran had imagined had suddenly died within his heart. Taking a deep breath he replied controlling his voice so that it wouldn't show his sadness, "I didn't think you'd remember me. We went to the same elementary school as kids and I looked up to you. I never got the chance to tell you how much you meant to me…"
Sakura sweatdropped and bowed in apology. "I'm sorry, but I still can't remember you. From the way you appear, I'd think that you'd be someone that's hard to forget," she said sheepishly.
Syaoran nodded, realizing that this conversation wouldn't get much farther. He offered his hand to Sakura and smiled as misery poured through his heart that Sakura didn't recognize him. "Then let's start this over. I'm Dai."
Accepting his hand, Sakura placed her hand in his to shake it. After taking his hand, her eyes furrowed together as it seemed like she was thinking about something.
"Is something wrong, Sakura?" Syaoran asked, concerned.
Sakura took her hand back and said, "I'm sorry, it's nothing."
"Nothing?" Syaoran prodded.
Sakura laughed and answered, "It's just that for a second you reminded me of a guy I knew when I was in 4th grade. I don't know why though, you don't look or sound like him."
Syaoran smiled as hope slowly coursed through his veins. "It was nice meeting you. I hope we can talk again."
"I would like that," Sakura said softly before yelling, "Ho-ee! I'm late! I'm sorry, but I've really got to go because I'm meeting up with a friend!"
"I understand."
Sakura smiled and said, "Bye Dai!" Waving quickly, she turned around and left going twice the speed she was going before she had run into Syaoran.
Syaoran grinned happily and thought as he walked back to the apartment, 'Considering it was a first meeting, that went decently. She didn't seem too scared by my appearance and she said she'd like to see me again.'
"Dai!" Wei's voice called from within the apartment as Syaoran walked up.
"What is it?"
"I know you have plans but don't you want to unpack your bags? You're going to be here for a few months, so surely you can spend the first few minutes getting yourself situated," Wei replied respectively.
Syaoran shook his head and said, "No, I can unpack whenever I want to. It sounds like a waste to do that on my first day back."
"Suit yourself, sir," Wei said, acting like any typical butler.
Breathing in the fresh air, Syaoran began walking randomly. Without any particular sense of where he was going, he was surprised when he ended up at Tomoeda elementary school. Putting his rough looking hands against the fence lines, Syaoran looked at the school vividly remembering the past.
Images of arguing with Sakura, only to end up helping her and blushing ferociously afterward made Syaoran chuckle to himself. He began walking again until he heard a voice from behind him call, "Yo! Kid!"
Turning around, Syaoran saw a bunch of teenage kids run up to him. There were about seven of them, each with a look that said 'outcast' written on over them. He paused as they came up to him and said in disgust, "What do you guys want?"
"Geez, don't be so harsh," the person said. "We saw you staring at the school for the little people and it seemed like you needed someone to accompany you. By the way, the quickest way inside is the backdoor that the teacher's use. They never lock it."
Syaoran gave a questioning look. "Why do you think I want to get in?" he asked, a sudden interest sparking in him to talk to these people.
"Televisions, phones, computers… there is plenty of useful stuff in there up for grabs."
Shaking his head, Syaoran said, "Thanks, but no thanks." Taking that as his final words, Syaoran began to step away.
The person stopped Syaoran by putting his arm up in a commanding way. He said slyly, "Not so fast. Apparently you're not from around here, and we thought we'd like to offer a helping hand. Whether you like it or not, it's obvious that you belong with us. That is, unless you're one damned good poser."
Syaoran smirked as he deliberated, 'Oh… what you don't know…'
"I'm Shizu, the leader of the group," the person finally introduced himself.
Raising his eyebrows, Syaoran looked over Shizu. He had slick black hair to compliment his plain brown eyes. Dressed in a leather jacket and ripped baggy pants covered with chains, he looked like a classic miscreant.
Untangling a girl around his shoulders, Shizu introduced her with pride in his voice. "And this is my girlfriend, Machi. Say hello Machi, my dear."
"Hi," Machi purred, her soft voice echoing through the air. She raised her arm toward Syaoran with a beckoning wave, her long black fingernails seeming to reach out and touch him.
"A real babe, isn't she?" Shizu demanded as more of a statement than a question.
Syaoran looked at Machi. 'Babe isn't exactly the word that comes to mind,' Syaoran thought. Her hair was a dark brown with blonde streaks matted with gel and hair spray to make her appear menacing. A tight maroon midriff tugged at her full bodice while her tent-like pants were ripped in revealing places. Inwardly he grimaced, but Syaoran responded casually, "Sure."
Shizu laughed wickedly and said, "You're pretty uptight for such a crazy looking guy. Lemme introduce ya to the rest of the group…"
"No, that's ok. I really have somewhere I need to be," Syaoran interrupted.
Shizu nodded and responded thickly, "Oh, I see how it is. You think you're too good for us?"
"It's not that," Syaoran answered ominously.
Shizu looked at Syaoran with questioning eyes that seemed to analyze Syaoran's behavior. With a final glance of approval he said, "It's all good. We'll hold your back for ya! I should have asked you this first, but what is your name?"
"Dai," Syaoran said confidently, getting used to his new name.
"Well Dai, if you ever decide you want a girl or ya need to get loaded, call on us!" Shizu said.
Blinking absently Syaoran said, "Thanks…"
Without any further conversing, Syaoran walked away. 'Get loaded? No wonder everyone thinks the appearance carries a bad attitude…'
Reminiscing on memories of the past, Syaoran began walking for a few hours just taking in all the places he hadn't seen since he was younger. Before he knew it, the sun was setting and he was sitting with a lowered head on a bench near the penguin slide wondering where the day had gone. He hadn't seen Sakura for the rest of the day, which beset his mind with a sad dismay.
'I wish I could have talked to her more,' Syaoran thought. 'I haven't felt my heart skip in such an obnoxious, giddy way for a long time.'
As he was sighing and thinking intense thoughts, a girl walked up to him and said, "You look so lonely by yourself."
Syaoran raised his head slowly and said carelessly, "Machi."
She giggled and replied, "Why do you sound so dull? It's as if you don't want me to be here!"
Syaoran remained quiet as he began looking at the dirt in front of his belted shoes.
Machi squatted on the ground underneath Syaoran so that he would have to look at her. "Oh come on, Dai. Let me cheer you up!"
As she finished talking, she placed her hand on Syaoran's leg and looked into his eyes. "You have gorgeous black eyes," she murmured.
Syaoran took her hand and gently swiped it off his leg. "Where's Shizu?" he asked, suggesting her egress.
"He said he had a task to take care of tonight, so I can play all by myself."
"By yourself? That sounds good," Syaoran said briskly.
Machi frowned and responded jokingly, "But I don't want to be alone."
She put her hand back on Syaoran's leg as she sat on the ground innocently. "Dai, you're so irresistible."
With that, she placed her second hand on Syaoran's other leg and raised herself out of the dirt. She stood in front of him and lifted her face till it was nearly touching his. With a throaty whisper she said, "You're too beautiful for me to ignore."
Syaoran closed his eyes and looked away. He coughed and quickly brushed her hands off him. "I guess you don't understand my polite attempts so I'll say it straight out. I am not interested."
Machi stood up straight and bit her lip. "Why are you so cold, Dai? You looked like you'd be the kind of guy who wanted some action."
"Looks aren't everything."
Shrugging, Machi decided to make her move. Before Syaoran could realize what was happening Machi had thrown herself on Syaoran's lap and had her legs tightly wrapped around him.
Syaoran's eyes widened as he tried to react to what she was doing. As he tried to push her off, she lightened Syaoran's anxiety by caressing his cheeks.
His face flying into surprised contortions, Syaoran said, "Get off me! What are you doing?"
Machi smiled menacingly and replied curtly, "No guy that I want says 'no' to me."
Confused, Syaoran didn't know what to do. The most she had done was sit on him and touch his face. Trying to decide what to do in this predicament, he was astonished when he saw her face close in on his with her eyes closed.
Without even realizing what was happening, her lips where on his face, smothering him under her strapping grip. His eyes widened and he sunk into the kiss involuntarily as her voluptuous body hovered over him.
"Why's Dai with that girl?" Syaoran heard a sweet sounding girl from afar ask.
"Who's Dai?" another girl asked.
"I met him earlier on my way to seeing you. He seemed like such a nice guy being as his appearance is so unapproachable. He kind of reminded me of Syaoran with his half-smile," Sakura said remorsefully.
Syaoran recognized Sakura's sweet voice and pulled away from Machi without hesitation. Looking over to where Sakura was, their eyes made contact with each other.
"I just didn't think he'd be that kind of guy," Sakura said to Tomoyo, staring straight into Syaoran's eyes with a pained expression.
"You tend to trust people really easily, Sakura. It's just that people like him aren't very reliable…"
"Let's go, Tomoyo," Sakura said quietly, breaking eye contact with Syaoran. They left a dazed Syaoran and bored Machi sitting on the bench.
Machi growled, "Why did you stop? We can't let people like that ruin the mood we had going, Dai."
Looking at Machi's face in pure revulsion he pushed her off his lap forcefully and onto the ground. Standing up and regaining his composure he glared down at Machi and said, "Don't you dare do that to me again or I swear I will make your life hell. I said I wasn't interested."
Tears came into Machi's eyes. "Why don't you like me? I thought things were starting to go pretty well…"
Words formed at Syaoran's lips but before he could say them, a very angry Shizu came dashing into the park. Picking up a crying Machi, he glowered at Syaoran and said, "I was passing by and I see Machi on the ground with tears in her eyes! Why is she crying? What did you do to her, Dai?!"
"She was coming onto me and I didn't like it. Please tell her I'm not interested because she can't seem to get it through her head," Syaoran said straight-forwardly with vehemence.
Shizu took in Syaoran's truthful answer with an astounded countenance. He nodded and looked toward Machi to see if she accepted Syaoran's words. Seeing her head bowed in shame, he shook his head.
Syaoran's determined face was heavyset as he walked by Shizu and Machi. As he passed by Shizu, Shizu reach out and latently motioned for Syaoran to stop. In a defeated, yet cautioned manner he said, "I'm not going to do anything this time for your idiocy. I'm used to her going off behind my back, but if you ever touch her forcefully like that again and make her cry, I swear that I will kill you. Got it?"
Syaoran smiled darkly. "Forcefully or not, I'd rather have never touched her in the first place.
Shizu let go of Syaoran's shirt in amazement at the audacity that was being challenged towards him. He smiled slightly and left Syaoran to walk away.
On his way to the apartment, Syaoran was trying his hardest not to punch himself for his stupidity. 'Why did I let her kiss me? Why did I even let that damned girl TOUCH me? Sakura's seen it and now she thinks I'm a terrible person. With this appearance, I was trying my hardest to not leave a bad impression on her. At this rate, I'll never get her to love me,' Syaoran thought pitifully.
Reaching his apartment complex, he stared at the wall before slamming his fist into it. The wall cracked under Syaoran's burly arm. Pulling his hand back, he felt the blood trickle down his skin freely.
Dejected, Syaoran walked into the door of his place making sure that he kept the tears from falling down his face.
A/N- How was it? Ok, so I'm a TAD bit evil… at least it wasn't a cliffhanger! Sakura and Dai finally met! Sakura and Syaoran… Sakura and Dai… ehhhh… it's all the same to me, LoL. Also, like Kimiko, Shizu and Machi have some pretty decent roles in the story to support its growth. Nothing else much to say about the chapter except that it was HORRIBLE to write. LoL. I spent pretty much the whole day on it cause I couldn't get it to sound 'just right.' It still doesn't feel 'just right' but it's a bit better than it was. I've gotten a little feedback on the story, from which I greatly appreciate. Please review and tell me what you think! All comments welcomed^_^.