Chapter 7: Prisoner to Fugitive
"Hey Tomoyo-chan, are you sure it's alright to leave her alone with those idiots?" Rika asked nervously as the their friend came back and took her seat. She sighed and drank from her smoothie.
"I guess so. Sakura seemed sure of herself and she looked like she can handle herself. Besides," Tomoyo added, "I made sure she brought her cell phone in case of emergencies and told her that she has to meet us in front of the entrance just in case we don't pass by each other."
"But why would they want Sakura-chan, anyways? More importantly, why did she even accept going with them?" Chiharu said thoughtfully. Everyone quieted down and pondered on this. They knew that their friend wasn't the type of person who'll just follow orders, especially from those types of people.
"I don't know, but I hope they don't do anything to her," Naoko said nervously. Tomoyo narrowed her eyes and ate her cheesecake. "They better not. I wouldn't forgive them if they harmed her in any way. Heck, I'll even make them wish they were never born," she said sullenly. Everyone just stared at the raven-haired girl sympathetically.
"You're really anxious when it comes to your Sakura-chan's safety, aren't you? She's your best friend and second cousin, after all," Chiharu said softly. Tomoyo raised an eyebrow at her friends and smiled at them.
"Of course I'm worried about her! She's the best model I have for my latest fashion designs. What would I possibly do without her?" she exclaimed, receiving disbelieving looks from her friends.
"A-are you even worried for your cousin?" Chiharu cried out. All they got from the fashion designer was a confused look.
"Should I be? I think Sakura's old enough to take care of herself. What's more, she knows how to kick their butts when it's necessary so why bother when I can just relax and continue to shop for the latest trends?" Tomoyo said offhandedly, oblivious from her companions' gaping expressions.
"There you girls are!" a deep voice said behind them, making the group look at the intruder. "Takumi! What are you doing here?" Naoko asked her brother who was with the rest of his gang.
"We were about to ask you the same thing," Naoko's twin said. "We were walking around when we saw your friend come out with those muscular dudes. What's up with that?" he added, noticing that all of the girls looked at one another.
"Uh… nothing you have to know," Rika said as she laughed nervously, perking up some of the interest of the guys.
"You… you girls don't know at all, do you?" Hajime said suspiciously. Again, the girls looked at one another and hesitantly nodded.
He sighed and said, "Hey, Syaoran, did you hear? These girls don't even know a single thing. Bummer huh?" Silence. "Li?" Hajime said as he looked for Syaoran.
"Li's not here!" Hajime called out anxiously, his eyes widening with shock.
"And so is Eriol. Where could they have gone to?" Takashi wondered amusingly. The guys heard a stifled giggle and turned their attention at the girls.
"Lookie here, the poor guys didn't even know that they were loosing some of their members until the last minute. Pretty pathetic, don't you think?" Chiharu said sarcastically, mocking the guys to the extent of getting glares from them. The girls accepted the challenge and glared back at them as well.
After their immature glaring contest, Takumi groaned as he rubbed his eyes in frustration. "Look, this has got to stop. We have more pressing matters to attend to," he calmly said, stopping the glares with muttered protests coming from both sides.
"We know that Syaoran and Eriol wouldn't leave us without a warning, right?" he asked, getting nods from the guys. "And we all know that Kinomoto just left with Ryuu and his friends for some unknown reason," he added.
"Something must have happened and obviously, we can't do anything right now to help them."
Chiharu grunted and spoke up. "Tch, we girls know from Tomoyo-chan that Sakura-chan can handle herself. The problem right now is can your little buddies defend for themselves?"
"Of course they can! What do you think about us, some weak, cowardly guys?" Takashi asked heatedly.
Chiharu smirked and answered back, "Why yes I did think that. How did you know?"
"Why you—"
"I said that's enough!" Takumi exploded. Everyone kept quiet and waited for him to calm down again. "Why don't we just help each other finding our friends?"
"I agree with my brother," Naoko piped up. "We shouldn't be wasting our time with fighting one another and start looking for them." Everyone talked about this suggestion and finally agreed to it. The girls took their shopping bags and stood up, leaving the café with the guys.
"There goes our 'divide and conquer' plan," Tomoyo said sadly.
"Come on, 'Moyo, we should prioritize first. Besides, I think we had enough shopping for one day," Rika comforted her friend.
"Rika's right. The faster we find them, the more chance we can continue our shopping spree," Chiharu said happily. The guys just listened in and shrugged.
"Oh well, it's not like we can really understand a girl's mind, right?" Hajime said casually. Takumi nodded and stated, "I just hope those three are okay. I wonder how they're doing now."
Syaoran's POV
So….. I guess I should give you an update. Right now, my buddy Eriol and I are at the enemies' hands. Literally. They couldn't stop touching us! I wish they could just keep their grubby hands to themselves but noooo, they just had to be the type of girls who can't understand even the most obvious hints. Don't believe me? Well then here's the proof on exactly how stupid these bimbos are.
*Conversation:*
Me: Will you stop touching me? It's starting to get annoying.
Yuuki the Bimbo Medusa: Oh, come on Syao-kun. You know you want to, like, be as close to me as possible. *smiling flirtatiously while batting her eyelashes*
Me: Uh…. I don't think so. I think I can understand my brain better than you do. *tries to get away from said bimbo's grasp for a hundredth time*
Yuuki the Bimbo Medusa: Aw, come on sweetie. I mean, what guy would, like, decline being with, like, the prettiest girl he ever saw?
Me: How about a guy who's totally blind and who thinks that girls who wear too much make-up and accessories are even pretty from the beginning? Or maybe a guy who's about to die and is desperate for some female company, even if said female is one of those lowlifes he met in his entire life? *cheering inwardly for getting my arm back from the Medusa's clutches*
Bimbo #1: Yuuki-chan, don't take it the hard way.
Bimbo #2: Yeah, you got to understand that maybe he's, like, just embarrassed because he doesn't deserve to be with us pretty girls.
Bimbo #3: That's right! I bet he just means that our beauty is so awesome that, like, he got blinded with it.
Yuuki the Bimbo Medusa: *smiling with renewed strength* You're right, girls! Maybe he just means that he picks us over loads of girls that he met because, like, we're the best choice for him. I didn't think that you like me that way, Syaoran!
*End of Conversation*
All that time is was looking for a pillar to bang my head till I die. How can they be that clueless! That's… not even possible! Even the squirrel has more sense than they have put together! Eriol was just standing the whole time, not laughing although his eyes were shimmering with tears. Tears of laughter, I'll bet.
While they were still comforting themselves, Eriol and I were talking. "Gee, you have it tough, my little descendant. How does it feel like being fought over by a bunch of girls?" he teased me. I growled at him and said, "Like being ripped apart by dogs who wants the same raw meat. I feel disgusted by just looking at those nincompoops." Eriol laughed at my remark and turned serious all of a sudden.
"Why don't we just leave them right now? I mean, we can escape and go back to the guys. I'm sure they're pretty worried right now," he told me in a whisper. Agreeing with him, we quietly walked away from the girls.
But before we could even turn to the next corner, we felt some pairs of hands holding us down. We stood there, frozen once again. This is not a good day for me.
"Where do you think you two are going? Don't think that you can get away from us that easily," Yuuki whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. All hell erupted for me and Eriol.
"Damn pests, let go of us!"
"Stop clinging on us, dammit! Can't you see that we don't like being with any of you!"
"…..We did it! Yes!" we cried out, doing a high-five as we ran away from the pests, despite their screechy protests. Oh, it feels good to be free! Free from those deranged women, free from their bony hands and free from their awful smell!
"So *pant* what do we *pant* do now, Syaoran?" my companion panted out as we continued to run, avoiding the numerous people in our way. I racked my brain for some ideas, muttering apologies to the people that I accidentally bumped into. An idea popped into my brain and I grinned at my friend.
"Well, think of it *pant* this way. We're playing cat and mouse *pant, pant* with us as the little mouse, obviously," Eriol snorted at the childish representation I came up with. "Well? It was the first thing that popped up on my brain when I thought about our depressing situation!" I said defensively. We stopped running after going up to the third floor.
"Fine then. So tell me, Professor, what does the 'cat and mouse' thing have to do with us?" He asked me as we walked around aimlessly since we probably have enough distance from them. Anyone who can run in those three-inched heels they were wearing should be in the Guinness Book of Records.
"The cat chases the mouse. And since the mouse is obviously smaller than the cat, it can do nothing but to just escape and use its crafty mind to win the battle."
"And your point is….?"
"As the pitiful mouse, we should do all means to survive in this cruel world," I said gleefully.
"Even siding with our enemies? And doing all drastic things possible? Like Counter Strike?" he asked as I nodded enthusiastically. He thought for a while, no doubt trying to weigh the possibilities of us pulling this off.
"I didn't think that you're also a sadist like Hajime." He said with wonder. Shudder.
"You misunderstood me. I am not a sadist. I can be cruel, I can be a trouble-maker, but never a sadist," I told him firmly. Finally, he just shrugged and grinned at me. "What the heck, let's just do it. I've been itching for some trouble and action for a while now."
"Then what are we waiting for, partner-in-crime? Let's make this worthwhile, shall we?" I stated as we blended with the crowd.
Sakura's POV
This sucks like hell. Oh wait, I'm already in hell. So let me just restate my sentence: This sucks more than having to sit through World History and Math at school. There, that's better.
Want to know why? Well, probably because I'm being chased by the same morons who I was 'accompanying' around the mall.
They said that if I walked around with them, they wouldn't annoy me and my friends anymore. What a sucker I was. Obviously, they wouldn't keep their promises to other people. Ugh. I'm so stupid!
And don't ask how I managed to escape from their overly muscular grasps. It's a pretty long story and besides, I want to think of it as a magic trick.
I kept on running and dodging people as I went in and out of numerous crowds. I looked back every once in a while and sighed in relief. At least I don't see that Ryuu and his idiot goons. It would be really bad if they caught me now, right after I was just able to escape from them.
I looked around and noticed that many people were looking at me weirdly. I guess that should be expected since I look like I just escaped from the mental hospital. My hair is all messy, my clothes very wrinkly and stained with chocolate ice cream.
The wrinkled clothes was from those barbarians holding me down while the ice cream came from, well, bumping into a little kid with his mommy. I felt so embarrassed with all of the attention I received and I even had to apologize to the mother who was trying to stop her son from crying.
Anyways, what's in the past is in the past. Now with more pressing matter. How the hell am I going to avoid those damn morons? Since they're in the football team, they can catch up to me a lot faster than an average stalker. This is a pretty big disadvantage for me.
I went inside some of the stores and checked pretended to look for clothes, trying to hide myself just in case they're still hot on my trail. As I glimpsed at the wide variety of clothes, I found several cute attires, all comfortable-looking and affordable. Since I am trying to keep as much distance as I could with those stalkers, I guess I can use up some of the time in trying out the outfits.
While I was trying out the clothes, I managed to come up with a brilliant idea. Why don't I just buy the clothes that I like and wear it right away? After paying for it, of course. I think the store clerks would allow it. I guess I'm not that stupid as I thought I would be. Thank goodness for that.
As I was paying, I asked the cashier lady, "Miss, can I wear those right now? My shirt has a stain you see and it's pretty humiliating to walk around the mall with a huge blot on your clothes."
The lady laughed merrily and replied back, "Of course, Ma'am. A beautiful person like you shouldn't be seen with that dirty shirt." She took off the tag and gave me my newly-bought clothes. I said my thanks gratefully and hurriedly changed my clothes in the dressing room.
I left the store happily a few minutes later with a paper bag from the said store with my old clothes inside it and wearing the red blouse with pink cherry blossom petals seemingly falling down and the white shorts I just bought. I can't wait to see what Tomoyo and the other's expressions would be when they see me now!
I stopped on my tracks when I looked a few feet in front of me. Those stupid jocks are looking around frantically, most probably for me. What's more, one of Ryuu's cronies noticed me watching them with my shocked face! Crap.
I turned at the next corner, running around where my sore feet would take me. I even had to apologize to loads of people— again— for bumping into them recklessly. I went in the mall's department store and zigzagged around the countless racks.
I turned around and— to my utter dismay— saw those jerks pointing and running towards me like a bunch of bulldozers. I quickly ran for my life again when suddenly, I bumped into someone. I fell on the floor in surprise due to the huge impact.
"What where you're going, dumbass," someone said to me gruffly, probably the person I bumped into. But that isn't the point. Who is he to call me a dumbass? He wasn't the one who fell on his butt. He wasn't the one who has a sore face, and lastly, he wasn't the one who might get a crooked and disfigured nose! There is a high possibility that I might get a nosebleed. Dammit.
"Unless you really want me to punch you like a punching bag, jackass, I suggest you shut up," I said angrily as I stood up, massaging my nose and glared at the jackass. You wouldn't believe how surprised I was when I finally saw who the annoying jerk was.
"You!" I exclaimed as I pointed my free hand at him. The jackass smirked with his friend behind him, arms folded and looking at me queerly. "So, you're going to —and I quote— 'punch me like a punching bag?' I'd like to see you try, little girl," said jackass said challengingly.
I trembled in anger as I gave him 'the eye' and exclaimed, "Li Syaoran, you immature jerk!"
Forget being dragged to the mall and getting chased after by those annoying football players! Meeting Li here takes the cake. Lord, save me.
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A/N: Hello people! I am soooo sorry that it took this long to update. I was pretty busy and out of ideas but thanks to boredom, I got my inspiration! Woo! Please review and thanks a lot for those who still looks forward to this fic. Ciao! *hopefully, I can still think of ideas...*
