Chapter 4: Reed's Plan in Action

Authoress' Rant: One of the reviews I got said that it was a good story, yet I could write better. I believe that the Annonymous Andy is right, so I will try to in my future chapters. Besides, It's 8:28 in the evening. I've been writing all night. I am soooo tired. Oh well. READ!

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Sakura: Once again, school puts itself in my life and I'm swept away by Math, Social Studies, English (yeah, they have English here. We use to have Japanese) Science, Foreign Language (French) and then the real school stuff: phone numbers (yeah, it's only seven digits) dates, sideways glances, and meet me at my lockers). This is my life, people.
Maybe it'll knock me out of my Syaoran funk.

Mei-lin: Syaoran is in none of my classes so far. Oh, look! We have the same lunch period! Great!

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All of my notebook's inside covers are filled with her name. It sucks and is soo pathetic, considering I'm suppose to be NOT liking her, but I can't help it.
But I am going to get her back... of sorts....
Trust me, when she walks through the door of the cafe, it's going to hurt me to see her face more than it's going to hurt her.
But I will forget about her...
I think.

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Sakura walked up the stairs the cafe. Food was lurking around the corner, and Sakura could feel her hunger pains. So far, this was fifth period and everyone seemed to like her. Her classmates, her teachers, her principal, (Which Sakura learned in the third grade was the American version of a headmaster or mistress) plus, Syaoran had been in two of her classes, American History and Math.
She turned the corner, finally stopping at the open door.

What she saw next nearly tore her apart.

Syaoran was always the center of attention to girls at school, but Sakura hadn't planned on how bad it would be AFTER he hit puberty. Girls were staring at him, giving him a hug, kissing his cheeks, calling him precious, plus girls had filled up the seats next to him and since Mei-lin wasn't hear yet, she wasn't there to have a cow and Sakura just didn't feel like giving birth right now. She wanted to eat lunch... WITH Syaoran.
Syaoran caught her eye and for a moment, she thought that he was going to call out to her, to tell her to sit with him. But he closed his mouth and looked away.
Sakura swallowed her heart. She could take this, she could take this easy. Her dorm wasn't far from the cafe, so she could take her lunch upstairs with her.
But she felt like eating with Syaoran. Or at least a friend.
"Sakura!" A guy with dark purple hair was calling to her on the lunch line. Next to him stood a dark purple haired girl with her hair in two pigtail twists. (you know, when you put you hair in pigtails and you twist them to the top of your head (most girls and guys, not all) They were the twins of the school. As Sakura ran up to them, she frantically tried to remember there names.
'Okay, Serena and Darion? No, that just's shows that you've been watching too much Sailor Moon. Besides, they're not a couple, they're sister and brother. Um... let's see, Duo and Heero.... no, it's definitely not that... err... Trowa and Catherine!... nope.... umm... Zechs and Relina! .....NO! Oh, well, I'll play it by ear.
"Hi Sakura, you remember my 'sophomore' brother, Jusenori, right?" the purple head girl put an emphasis on sophomore. "He's so into himself, he never remembers his poor little newly sophomore sister." She put on a fake sad face and laughed. "Being a sophomore rules!"
'Jusenori! His name is Jusenori!' Sakura beamed. She would have to hedge around the for the girl's name though.' Sakura began to beat around the bush.
"So, how is everything, Sakura, other than my lame-brain sister in your math class." Jusenori smiled, his hazel eyes glittering. Suddenly, Sakura got a mixed feeling of being cozy and being trapped in a very small box.
"Oh, nothing, except Syaoran over there." she pointed to where Syaoran was working the ladies. He's hair was a mess and his face was stained pink. She didn't know if it was from him blushing or lipstick.
Suddenly, without warning, a bubbling feeling, like a soda bottle that was shaken too much, was rumbling in her stomach. Her heart felt like lead and she could swear that her face was burning, her cheeks were red and tinged with the pinkish-green, like she was going to be sick, only more of rage, of only one emotion.
Jealousy.
Jusenori made a small note of this.
Sakura turned her head back to the two. Her face was quickly draining of it's color. (Hot, hot, tepid, warm, cool, cold, white, whiter etc.) She laughed. "I didn't know it was going to be this bad."
"Don't worry, Sakura, I have a crush on him, too." the girl said. Sakura made a frown.
"No, It's not like I like him or anything, he's just a friend." Sakura's face was going in reverse coloration.
"Besides, Kawaii doesn't have a crush on him." Jusenori clarified. Sakura laughed at Kawaii's upbeat mode turned down.
"Jusenori, we've been over this." Kawaii sighed. "I can like any boy I want. I'm a woman now." She stood up taller, sticking out her chest. Jusenori put a hand on her head, confirming the inch of height between them. Sakura giggled and Jusenori made that smile again.
"As you can see, Sakura. My sister is very ladylike." he said. "Very passive and kind." he thought for a moment. "Actually, those things are all true about Kawaii. That's why I have to protect her from guys. After all, she's my favorite baby sister." He hugged her from behind and she rested her head.
"I'm your twin!" Kawaii laughed.
"I know, but you act so cute, you can't be the same age as me."
Kawaii snorted. "That's just his way of getting me not do date a guy." Sakura laughed.
Suddenly, a loud, piercing, SCARY scream, mainly a scream of rage, was heard at the head of the cafe. Everyone turned, all conversation stopping, most not knowing the girl, but Sakura hung her head.
Mei-lin.
She marched up to Syaoran with fire in her eyes. Syaoran got up from his seat and started walking backwards. Mei-lin cleared all the girls by throwing them in awkward places. Then she flipped on to the table and off of it. Finally, she walked Syaoran backwards into a corner, her raging eyes never leaving him.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!???!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?" Her upper lip was curled and the muscle under her left eye was twitching.
"Nothing. I'm just acting like a regular person, unlike you." Syaoran said with a sneer.
Mei-lin laughed at that. "And flirting with girls is normal for someone who is betrothed?"
Girls gasped. Kawaii was swaying back and forth, her brother holding on to her back.
Sakura, however, stayed exactly in the same position.
"Mei-lin, I'm not betrothed to you."
"Oh yeah," Mei-lin smirked. "Ask your parents. Your suppose to marry me!"
Syaoran looked to Sakura at the corner of his eye, then flickered it back to Mei-lin. Mei-lin caught the glance. She looked to Sakura and narrowed her eyes. Sakura fingered her key, which was next to the Star wand one. She dropped her hands as Mei-lin began approaching her. She hesitated for a moment, before coming out of the line and walking toward the vicious girl.
"Kinomoto Sakura." she whispered under her breath. She was about a foot away from her. "Do us Li's a favor: BACK OFF!"
Sakura bit her tongue for a moment as Mei-lin turned to sashay away. Then, she spoke.
"Don't force him, Mei-lin." she said, through clenched teeth..
Mei-lin turned around. "What did you say?"
"Get down from your high-horse."
Mei-lin held her head up high. "We Li's are not a force to be reckoned with, Kinomoto."
Sakura finally chose a low, gravelly voice for her last command.
"He doesn't love you, Li Mei-lin."
Mei-lin bit back for a moment. She was obviously stunned, but Mei-lin was a fighter. She knew how to recover fast.
"I may be your roommate, Sakura, but don't you ever think, for on minute, that you will ever, EVER fit in with the Li clan. Don't put yourself on a pedestal, Sakura, because he doesn't want you either."
Sakura smiled a little smile, but had to bite the inside of her cheek to try not to laugh. Oh, he WANTED her. She just wouldn't let him have her.
Mei-lin smiled, with full assurance. "I'm leaving in a few minutes to have lunch with some friends, but let me give you this one parting gift." She laughed, demonically, ending with a sneer.
Sakura was sure she wasn't going to like this news.
"Stay away from Syaoran, for he is going to be my husband in six months!" Mei-lin watched with glee as the smile was wiped off of her face. She turned around and walked toward the door.
"Bye!" Mei-lin yelled from the door, blowing Syaoran a kiss.
All eyes were placed on Sakura.
'This can't be happening to me... I won't let it happen... I can't let it happen... please, Sakura do something!.... Think... NO!' the voice in her head rang as clear and true as a bell. 'I won't do anything. I can't... I won't get close to Syaoran. Not after...' Sakura looked at all the faces in the room. 'Just show no emotion.'
She smiled, as if she had given up, and shrugged.

Syaoran felt as if Sakura had shot a bullet through his heart. After the shrug, like he was a casual brush off her shoulder, he visibly flinched. Sakura had turned back to the purple haired boy, Syaoran felt as if he was going to be sick. He waited until conversation was at full swing again, probably about him, and left the cafeteria. He walked up to his dorm, feeling as if he had to do something. He got inside and locked the door.
Then... he realized that he didn't know what he was suppose to do. Who would understand Sakura inside out? Who could help him right about now...?
He walked to Sakura's room and saw a picture of the old gang. He mentally checked off there names as he saw them.
'Rika... Mei-lin... Sakura.... Me... Eriol... Tomoyo...'
'TOMOYO!' his brain screeched to a stop. He rushed to Sakura's desk, took her phone book off, and flipped through a few pages.
'Let's see.... Chiharu... Rika... Home... Alex... ?'
'Alex? Who's he?' Syaoran looked down at the full name of the person.
'...Oh... Cousin Alexia.... oops.'
Finally, he reached Tomoyo's number at her college. He phoned her.

Tomoyo sighed, not exactly ready or able to get the phone. She was soaking in her tub while Eriol was somewhere in the living room, after raiding her fridge, eating her food, watching her T.V. and soon leaving to go to his own college, since her's was all girls and his was all boys, across the street.
Tomoyo thought differently after the voice mail came on.
Eriol's Voice: Sorry, Tomoyo can't come to the phone right now. She's dancing nude in front of me, Eriol, and now she's giving me a lap dance. I don't think she'll be able to come for a while, considering I have no pants on. Oops, did I say that out loud? I hope your not Tomoyo's parents because if you are... we're doing the laundry and she's dancing to me while giving me fresh clean pants. Uh... I gotta go... Tomoyo's getting feisty... with laundry!
(Footsteps were heard)

Tomoyo: Eriol-kun, could you give me the bra over there. You know, the red silk one. I'm going to do the laundry.
Eriol: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... I mean... (giggle) sure. (guffaw, smirk, grin, chuckle,) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Here's your BRA, babe.
Tomoyo: Thanks. (Door slams)
Eriol: ANYWAY! Leave a message at the beep.
Beep.
Eriol grinned. He forgot he put that on there.
Tomoyo slid out of the bathroom, dripping wet and in a fresh, CLEAN, white, towel. The red bridge over her nose could have either been from embarrassment or anger. She stamped up to Eriol, and was so angry, her words rushed together.
"HowdareyousaythatonmyansweringmachineIwasreallydoingthelaundryonlyinwaysthatyou
haven'texperiencedwithanybodymoreexactlynotWITHMEMYPARENTSCALLEDYESTERDAYANDTHATSTUPIDTHINGWASONMYANSWERINGMACHINEISHOULDKILLYO-"
Tomoyo was cut off at the sound of Syaoran's voice.
"Tomoyo... nice message. Anyway, it's me, Syaoran. I was just calling because I need you to get down to America immediately... I can't believe I'm going to say this, but, I need you... with Eriol."
"AMERICA!!!" Eriol began dancing around the room. Tomoyo put the phone on speaker phone.
"SYAORAN! I'm here... and so is Eriol..." Tomoyo said to the box. Eriol was still in the background, only this time making sexual noises.
"Yeah, I bet." Syaoran replied with a sneer.
"Yeah, Syaoran. Tomoyo and I are here. (oh yes, oh baby) Eriol screamed.
"YOU SICK, TWISTED PERV!" Tomoyo slapped his face.
"THAT'S RIGHT, TOMOYO! YELL THE TRUTH!!!!! HIT ME HARDER!"
Syaoran wasn't sure what to believe in America.
"Syaoran... It's not like that." Tomoyo covered.
"Yeah, that's why your hair's dripping wet, your in the same room as me, in a towel." Eriol replied, with the same grin as Syaoran. Tomoyo couldn't deny that.
"What's wrong, Syaoran?" Tomoyo asked. No use denying it.
"Well, I'm in the same dormroom as Mei-lin and Sakura..."
Tomoyo screeched.
Eriol and Syaoran covered their ears. Blood was shooting out.
"You and Sakura are in the same dorm?!?!?!? And Sakura hasn't called me to tell me this... because...?"
"Because she's embarrassed."
"Why would she be embarrassed? I mean, it's not like she never wanted you to come back. She loved you, Syaoran." Tomoyo answered. "But... she can't show it for a reason..."
Syaoran felt a pang in his heart. "Why?"
"I don't think I'm suppose to." Tomoyo answered. "It's just too...."
"Heartbreaking." Eriol answered. Tomoyo looked at him. "She told me before she left that if Syaoran was in America and in the same school as her, she wouldn't be able to love, him especially." (It's suppose to have the comma there. Just think for a second)
"Yeah... if she told you, she would probably start crying..." Tomoyo said. "Anyway, Eriol and I would be able to come, but it's kinda stupid to change schools after half a day."
"Do it for Sakura..." Syaoran said.
"and you..." Eriol and Tomoyo said in unison softly.

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Syaoran: She loves me... She loves me not.... She loves me... She loves me not...
She loves me. She really, truly, Honest-To-God, loves me.
But what isn't she telling me, that she can tell Eriol?

Mei-lin: Marriage... In six months... I thought being married to Syaoran would be great. When I was little at least.
Then I met Sakura... and that just made everything more clearer.
Sakura really loves Syaoran... I wish she would just show it...

Tomoyo: Okay, so you wanna know what Sakura's secret is? Well, Sakura left a big hint in Chapter 3, What Clow Reed Does...
Anyway, Sakura's secret is big...
Eriol: When I was little, I thought I loved Sakura. But now, I realize the error of my ways. I never loved Sakura... It was all a silly crush that made me think that I did love her.
But I love Tomoyo... even though it looks like she doesn't like me.
I guess it's just a Li problem. We aren't good with girls.

Sakura: Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out....
Okay... now relax.
So... is it a big deal that Jusenori asked me out?
No.
Is it a big deal that the day that he asked me out was Parents Night, when my dad and Touya come to my University and make sure that I'm alright and want to find out stuff about me?
(Touya....) No.
Is it a big deal that I'm in love with Syaoran?
Um...

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Authoress' Rant: Hey everyone! LEEETTTTTT'SA PLAYYYYY! (wooo) I'm ready, I'm happy, I'm ready, Love my Pappy, we're goin' to huntin' an', love ya a big bunch an' we're havin' fuun in the suun and everybody wants to play (heyheyheyheyheyhey,heyheyheyheyhey) Please play, press rewind, please be on time, I wish, you could, say once again an' please and say thank you, don't sneeze and please (oh oh oh oh oh), and please (oh oh oh oh oh) watch your mouth, watch your mouth, watch your MOUTH!!!! YEAH!

By the way...
R&R- It doesn't mean Rumps and Regions.