Biosphere
Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura does not belong to me nor do any of the characters within. The plot however is mine though it was inspired by something I learnt in Science. Hmmm, I actually learned something… in science.
Hey Guys, sorry it's late…
Sakura grinned for the billionth time that morning. She couldn't help it, she was happy. She knew why, of course. One word says it all; Syaoran. He was positively perfect in every possible way. And yes, she was aware of the alliteration clouding that sentence.
"Morning."
She smiled again as she rolled over under the comforter to smile at him. He looked gorgeous. His hair was all mussed from sleep and he smelt wonderful.
"How do you do it?"
"Do what?"
"How do you look that good all the time?"
"It comes with the job description."
"You know what? It kind of bugs me. I don't think I can date someone who is so obviously better looking then me. Get out of my bed."
"You're in my bed."
"Right. I'm leaving."
She laughed as his arm snaked around her stomach and held her there. Her laugh turned into a scream as he began to tickle her and she wriggled and writhed around trying to escape his grasp.
"Okay, OKAY…mercy, you win…STOP."
"What's the matter Kura? Someone ticklish?"
"Shut up."
"Yes ma'am."
He mock saluted her then grabbed her by the back of her neck, dragging her head in for a drugging kiss.
"Hey! I said that's not allowed. I can't think straight." Sakura smiled at the smug look on his face. Climbing out o bed, she glanced at the clock.
"Shit! I am sooooooo late."
"What else is new?"
"You shut up. This is your entire fault."
"Yah yah, tell it to my publicist."
"You know, most people say their lawyer. I date the guy with a publicist."
"Why are you talking? You're late."
"Oh yah…shit."
Syaoran watched her scurry around their room looking for this and that and couldn't help but glow in the realization that she was his. Just the way it should be.
"Okay, love you…bye."
Sakura ran out the room and she was two feet away before he had followed her out and grabbed her by the wrist. She spun back around to face him and he pulled her in once more. She willingly went to his arms and stayed there for several moments.
"I love you too."
Sakura smiled at Syaoran's words. She never would have believed someone if they had told her that she was going to fall in love and be loved in return by Syaoran Li. It seemed so…impossible, so…surreal.
She booked it to the sitting room and smoothed herself out before entering.
"Ah, Miss Kinimoto, I see you're finally here. The reporters were getting anxious you know. Now you may begin. Ladies and gentlemen, feel free to ask Miss. Kinimoto any questions you may have concerning the dome."
Sakura sat herself in the sofa and gave the television screen her full attention. She watched as a dumpy looking woman with oily hair moved forward to ask her question.
"Miss Kinimoto, how long have you been in the dome? And do you feel as though one year is not enough time?"
"Well, I believe it's been a little over six months since my colleagues and I have begun but we've been through quite a bit and made a lot of progress. I feel as though no time extension will be needed."
A man stepped up this time to deliver his question, "Sakura, what will you do with the dome when your research is completed?"
"In another six months the ecosystem will have stabilized completely. At that time, I would like to open the dome up to many other researches because everyone knows that tons of heads are better than one. I may even have the dome turned into a tourist section and walk people through the system."
"What are you working on right now?"
"Well, a colleague of mine, Rachel Taylor, discovered a unique migration pattern within the butterfly population a couple of months ago. Since then, we have been looking for a way to explain their behavior. We are very close to a discovery which may be beneficial to all beasts."
"What kind of relationship do you have with your colleagues?"
"We have a very good team going. Two of my colleagues are from my own science department and are both putting copious amounts of work into this project. The other, as you all know, is an actor who has donated millions to kick start the project off the ground. Are there any further questions?"
"Are you and Mr. Li dating?"
"I don't believe we're here to discuss my personal life."
"You are right Miss Kinimoto, we certainly are not. Thank you ladies and gentlemen for your questions, I hope you have everything you need and have a wonderful day."
Sakura watched as her boss ushered the reporters off screen and out the door. She sighed in relief. The last thing she needed right now was more rumors about her and Syaoran. She just wanted her life to go back to normal.
"SAKURA!!!!!"
Sakura jumped up, looking for the person calling her name.
"Over here Kinimoto."
Sakura looked back to the screen where her boss no longer sat but in his place her best friend and her new boyfriend.
"Moyo! How are you? How did yo--"
"I asked. I was very polite and we all know how charming I can be."
"Hey Hiirigizawa. I'd like to say that it was nice to see you…but it's not. Now go away."
"Fine." Sakura turned her head away as Eriol leaned in to kiss Tomoyo. She was happy for her best friend but she still thought Eriol was scum for what he did. When Eriol had left Tomoyo turned to look at her best friend.
"I have some pretty important news."
"Shit. You and Hiirigizawa are pregnant."
"No."
"You and the milkman?"
"No!"
"Was it the guy across the hall?"
"SHUT UP. I'm being serious."
"Oh gee, I'm not very good at that. I'll try hard though, just for you."
"Sakura, I'm getting married."
"Get out!"
"No really, I am."
"No really, Get out. I can't even look at you. Hiirigizawa! Tomoyo! How could you even think about it?!"
"I thought you would be happy for me."
Sakura sighed in frustration. She didn't want to hurt Tomoyo but man, she was making a huge mistake. "I am happy for you…just not him."
"I want your blessing Kura. Your support would help too."
"Fine, fine. But you can just expect an 'I told you so' when that bastard gets your back up."
"Yah? I don't care. Right now I'm happy and there's nothing you could say that'll push me off my fluffy pink cloud. Besides, whining is the bride's job, not the maid of honor's."
"Wait. Hold up. I'm the maid of Honor? Me? I own!!!!!!!!"
"Well who else would it be?"
"Good point. You need more friends."
"Hey!"
"Sorry."
"Any way Kura, I have to go now, Eriol's waiting. I hope everything is going good with you and your movie star."
"Run along love bird. I'll see you in six months."
"Love you."
"You too."
Sakura listened to her friend calling out to her fiance. God that sounded wierd. Fiance. She heard Eriol asking a question that sounded oddly like 'are you sleeping with the milkman and the guy across the hall' and laughed.
She smiled nostalgically as the screen went blank and her friend was gone. Tomoyo was getting married. She was only twenty-seven. She was so young and beautiful and smart and settling for Hiirigizawa? Okay, scratch the smart part. Oh well, all sakura could think about was how beautiful Tomoyo was going to look in her wedding gown with her raven hair flowing around her face. She had to tell Syaoran!
Sakura ran back to their bedroom and saw that he wasn't there. She changed into a pair of shorts and slipped on a grey baggy sweater that hung off one shoulder, revealing the black strap of her bra. Looking in the mirror, she smiled at herself. She could truly b comfortable around him. She didn't need make up and fancy clothes…she could be completely and totally herself. And still look cute all the same she noted in slight vanity. She decided to check the library.
"Syaoran! Syaoran where are you, you big ass?"
"Hey, that is no way to talk about someone behind their backs."
Sakura spun around with her hand clamped over her heart. "Don't do that!"
"What's all the yelling about?"
"Moyo and Eriol are getting married!"
"I know."
"Oh."
"Yah, he told me last week."
"What! And you didn't say anything? How do you keep something like that to yourself? You guys are the worst. How come she didn't tell me?"
"They weren't really sure of your reaction."
"That makes me feel better."
Syaoran grinned down at his petite girlfriend. She looked so downtrodden that he couldn't help but laugh. "I love it when you pout."
"Really?" The sound came out rather surprised and hopeful.
"Oh ya. It makes me want to do this."
Syaoran pulled her closer and leaned in to capture her lips. They stayed like that for a minute or so and then he pulled away. He looked at her and her eyes were still closed. She was so beautiful and alluring…and all his.
"So what do you think about the marriage?"
"Gimme a minute for my brain to kick in."
He smiled again as her eyes finally fluttered open and her eyelashes batted a couple of times. "Okay, I'm good. Umm, as much as I dislike your slimy little friend, I love Tomo and I want her to be happy…so, I'm okay with it. Plus I'm maid of honour and I so totally own."
"How old are you again?"
"Shut up. Hey, are you best man?"
"Yah."
"Sweet, you're my date!"
"No, really?"
She frowned at the sarcasm in his voice and thwacked his arm. "Okay, turn around and bend over."
"Well, I don't here that one everyday."
She laughed at the dirty implication and then urged him to do what she said. When he did it, albeit reluctantly, she hopped on his back. "To the kitchen!"
"I'm not a horse lady."
"You're right! My bad. You're an ass! Onward donkey face! Get to steppin'."
Syaoran shook his head but did as she said.
"So you're sure you're all right with the wedding?"
"Positive. Everything is going to be Okay."
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