Can You Hear My Heart?
AN:Oopsies! Looks like I have been keeping you guys waiting for quite the while now. Please excuse my abundance of writer's block. My inspiration decided to evaporate for a while. Please look at the new "Chappie Inquirie" and respond to my random, highly unorthodox questions.
It helps me, you know? You feel me? You guys know me too well ;)
Well, this chappie's question will be posted below after ya'll go through and finish this, I wanna say, humorous chapter.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura or any of the original Cardcaptor Sakura characters but I do have some of my own original characters that I am entitled ownership to. Of course, this is also my own original story so DO NOT take my work.
Headquarters
"I'm gonna give it a shot!" Sakura bursted into the living room, shouting wholeheartedly to particularly no one, well, maybe the air around her.
Tomoyo came strolling into the living room, noticing that Sakura had come back from her little journey of decisions.
"So you've finally decided!" Tomoyo said, excitedly clapping her hands together while putting down the tray of tea she had prepared for their snack that afternoon.
"Oh boy oh boy!" she squealed happily while fumbling with a new packet of papers and running to the telephone. Tomoyo tends to get really hyper on anything big or small. That's just how optimistic and bouncy Sakura's best friend is.
"Ok Sakura, you said it" Tomoyo said, eyeing Sakura like a hawk. " And you better not go back on your word."
"Haha, don't worry Tomoyo!" Sakura sweatdropped, "I'll definitely try this job and see if it suits me."
"Well I suppose there's that part too. Tomoyo sighed. "I hope you'll like the job though."
She shoved the packet of papers titled "Job Application" to Sakura. Sakura looked at it, confused.
"I have to fill ALL of this out?!" the auburn haired girl exclaimed. "I can't even begin to understand what half of this stuff means!" she flipped through and skimmed each page.
"What? What is this? A phone-call interview with the manager of the company?" Sakura read out, all the while not knowing what she was reading. "What is this Tomoyo?"
"You basically have to call the company and they determine if you're suitable, I guess" Tomoyo responded, while sipping her hot chamomile tea.
"Sigh, this is such a drag." Sakura whined. "But I guess if it's required it's required."
"Your call may be forwarded, to an automatic voice messaging system..."
"AGAIN!" Sakura slammed down the phone with a heavy heave of her breath. "Does your company ever pick up their calls? I'm calling right smack during business hours and they STILL don't have someone to pick up, even after I called a gazillion times!"
"It was four times." Tomoyo laughed quietly, turning on the TV. Frankly, Tomoyo was never fazed by Sakura's short temperedness. She's grown up with Sakura, and knows Sakura's personality too well - heck, she knows the girl so well that she can even predict Sakura's various reactions to certain things.
"Try their computer persona, that might help specify what you need from them, and speed up the wait time." Tomoyo replied calmly to Sakura's short bursts of red hot anger. She was looking at a magazine now.
Sakura looked over at Tomoyo. "Wow, you sure are carefree. I'm pretty sure nothing in this world can discompose you." She glanced down at the number and dialed.
"Hello and welcome to Zeldis Inc. automatic computer persona response system, in order for us to provide you with the highest quality…"
"..."
Finally that's over. Sakura thought. Now to answer questions.
Are you a registered associate of Zeldis Inc.? Please respond with "yes" or "no"
"No" Sakura mumbled.
"Since you are not registered with us, please provide your social security number and read off your two word phrase provided in the boxes on the registration/job application sheet so that we know you're an actual person."
"... Tomoyo I can't find this two word phrase." Sakura whispered quietly. "Where is it?"
Tomoyo got up and crowded around the paper, puzzled at the request. "It wants you to read off a two word phrase?"
She looked through the last pages and found a peculiar box, with words in it… except they were the strangest words that no one in their right mind would ever say.
"Heineken remover" Sakura recited, staring oddly at the form. Boy this is a weird company. Who makes up these phrases?
Tomoyo giggled. Apparently she found it hilarious.
"I'm sorry, I did not understand that. Please repeat your two word phrase to confirm that you are an actual person."
[sigh] Sakura repeated again, "Heineken remover"
"I'm sorry, did you say, Heimlich maneuver?"
Tomoyo was laughing so hard it was becoming uncontrollable. She rolled off the sofa and banged headfirst into the carpet - but still continued laughing.
Sakura got annoyed. "I said, Heineken remover…" she repeated for the third time through gritted teeth. It was getting awkward for her to keep saying this odd phrase.
"I'm sorry, if you said Heimlich maneuver, then I'm afraid you have called the wrong number. Please hang up and dial 911 immediately for your emerg-"
*SLAM*
*beep beep*
"Oh my god!" Sakura yelled in frustration. "I am done with this."
"Li Syaoran!" a small, nervous looking woman screeched. "You have a public appearance very soon, how could you worry your company and more importantly - your fans by disappearing without warning?!"
"Oh it's fine it's fine." Syaoran dismissed casually. "Besides, I was just gone for a week."
"A WEEK?!" the woman cried. "A WEEK IS ENOUGH TO GET FANS TO LOSE INTEREST! A WEEK IS ALL IT TAKES FOR YOU AND THE COMPANY TO GO DOWNHILL!"
"Yeah, yeah" Syaoran replied, at this point, he was not so happy. He picked at his ear and finger combed the sides of his hair. "I guess I'll go and prepare for it."
He walked over to a man dressed in colorful, flamboyant colors. "Did you get my outfit ready Wei?"
"Oh, of course Syaoran-sama!" Wei said in a high pitched, sunny voice. "I've got all twelve of your costume pieces prepared, it's all hung up over there."
Wei happily skipped away to another person yelling his name. "Coming, I'm coming!" Wei said, in an equally happy tone.
"Hey, Syaoran." A boy with midnight blue hair and sapphire eyes strolled over to Syaoran. He was dressed in a dark cashmere vest complete with a red plaid shirt and a clean white tie.
"I'm surprised Wei has lasted this long by your side without a partner." the boy said, glancing at Wei fluttering around the room and getting everyone's makeup in place.
"Well, he is gay." Syaoran said, matter of factly. "If he were to finally find someone he liked, I'd bet he would quit being my butler and stylist in a second."
"Yeah… I can see him as the dramatic romantic." the boy observed, with his hand on his chin.
This was his usual image, intelligent, calm, a gentle demeanor, not to mention handsome as well - he was, after all, Eriol Hiiragizawa. Heartthrob of Tomoeda College and target of every girl's idea boyfriend, even the nerds.
Yes, even the nerds.
"So Syaoran, anything… fun happen recently?" Eriol hinted subtly, giving Syaoran a quick glance.
"Well, my little trip to Tomoeda let me escape the brutal hardcore last minute training they usually give me a few days before concerts. Syaoran smiled, "so that's a plus."
He and Eriol walked over to the clothing rack where Wei put Syaoran's designer outfit for the opening night of the concert. It consisted of twelve pieces.
"Sigh, this is going to be uncomfortable." Syaoran said, without even picking up a single piece of the headset or shirt and pants. "I could just tell that I'll be really hot on stage under all that mess."
"Oh yeah, you can definitely count on that!" Eriol exclaimed. "You'll be a hot mess." he cracked.
Syaoran just stared at him oddly. "I knew people here were just weird." he mumbled under his breath.
"What?" Eriol punched him playfully. " C'mon, lighten up! Your mood always seem to be terrible whenever you step into the studio."
Syaoran looked out the window, pensively gazing at the distant hills and valleys - where the countryside lies. "I'm going to go out and get some fresh air." he said.
"And that's why we're going to meet the CEO of this company in person?" Sakura yawned, tilting back her head and straining her eyes at the bright, daytime sun.
"Yes, because in-person visits are always much more fun" Tomoyo said, optimistically. "You won't have to wait for half an hour trying to call them again."
They were walking along the sidewalks of the city and Tomoyo was holding a big city map, full of the subway routes and bus trips that circulated throughout Tomoeda during the day.
She put a finger to her chin. "Although… they might not allow just anyone to talk to the president."
"So how am I supposed to get in..?" Sakura said, turning her head towards Tomoyo and putting on a puzzled look.
"That's where I come into play." Tomoyo replied smoothly. "You, are going to be my new manager; therefore I have a legitimate reason to bring you into company headquarters."
"Oh, I see" Sakura glanced at Tomoyo appreciatively. This girl could figure out a solution in any dilemma Sakura could ever encounter. And for that, Sakura is very grateful to Tomoyo, for solving all of her little issues throughout all of their years together.
She looked back down again at the map. "I think we have to take this bus to Hinata City. Over there" she pointed at a bus station around the corner. "let's wait for the bus there."
After 30 minutes on the bus, Tomoyo and Sakura stepped off the bus, which roared away under the Hanabi bridge in their new location, the sun-bathed city of Hinata.
"Here we are!" Tomoyo looked up at a distant, but not too far off and easy to spot glass-domed building sitting in the heart of the city.
"The headquarters of Zeldis Inc."
AN: Just a friendly 'ol reminder that I might be BUSY BUSY BUSY! again… since I have a job to worry about this weekend (just like Sakura's previous job, a minimum wage cashier xD) + test week at school :'( save me.
~CHAPPIE INQUIRIE~
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Thanks again to those of you who actually read the author's note. You guys are the ones who truly support my writing :)
