So here's chapter 11 a little late, but it's better than never.
Chapter 11: Their Beginning
Sakura, sat in her chair and stared at Touya, who smirked at her. She had woken up late again, for the fifth time that week. She groaned and got up, making her way to the bathroom. She hated how she didn't know how to not wake up late. Waking up late was something that just happened to her. She set three alarm clocks, all set to go off one after the other, and they never worked because she slept through all of them. How she was able sleep through all of them was a mystery to herself.
"You know if you keep getting up late, you're never gonna get a job." Touya teased as he ate his food. "And if you don't hurry you're gonna be late for school."
Sakura turned to look at the time, her eyes widening. She glared at Touya who still held his smirk, and quickly finished her food. She couldn't believe him. He could do his job as an older brother and wake her up, but no, he was just going to let her get to school late. Sakura quickly gathered her dishes and put them in the sink before rushing off to school. She was not going to be late today, even if she had five minutes left to get to school..
When Sakura got to school, she noticed as the gates were closed. She clicked her tongue and quickly climbed over. She didn't make it to school on time, but she was determined to make it to class on time. Running inside she quickly switched shoes and ran all the way up the stairs, hoping to not run into any teachers. Relief filled her as she noticed other students standing around in the hallways, which meant that she still had a little time left to get to class, but it wasn't much as the halls were mostly empty.
She spotted her classroom, and noticed her teacher making his way to their classroom. A smile made its way to her lips as she still had time. She wasn't considered late if she made it into the class before the teacher did. Sure she was running in the halls, but she wasn't going to be late and that's all that mattered. She dashed past her teacher who was next to the door and slid in. She was safe. She quickly made her way to her desk acting as though she had always been in the class. A smile appeared on her face as her classmates laughed at her sudden appearance in the room.
"Kinomoto-san," It was the teacher, Terada-sensei. "Don't run in the hall. If your going to be late to class, get up earlier so you don't have to race me to class or the time."
"Then I'm not late?" Sakura questioned. She watched as Terada sighed, and she triumphantly pumped her hand in the air. Sakura turned to look at her friends who all smiled at her, but one. She stuck her tongue out at him and he chuckled.
The morning classes had gone by, and it wasn't long before lunch had come. Sakura and her friends usually ate in the classroom, gathered by her desk. It had a perfect view of the courtyard where they could usually see the boys playing. It was the same conversation over and over. Her group of friends were split two ways, during lunch. The girls usually ate around Sakura, while the boys, who ate nothing but bread, played out in the courtyard. It was after school when they all hung out together, going to the movies or karaoke. It was the same things everyday.
It wasn't long before her girl friends all gathered around her, with their lunch out on display on the desk. Sakura ogled at the food, always pleased at what her friends brought. It was a mystery as to why they always brought delicious food, she never had time in the morning to bring lunch, and so her friends always let her take from them.
"Sakura, that was a really close one this morning." One of her friends said, as she picked at the food.
"You could say it was a new record." Another one said, with a smile.
"Guys, it's not my fault." Sakura responded, she didn't like how they assumed she wasn't trying to get to school on time, but she knew that everything they said was a joke to begin with. They all looked at her incredulously, and she shook her head. "I'm serious, I set three alarm clocks."
"And you slept through all of them." Her book reading friend asked, not believing what she was hearing. "Sakura sometimes I can't believe your human. Three alarms clocks would have woken anyone up. Your just a phenomenon."
Sakura shook her head and stuff another tamagoyaki in her mouth, loving the feeling of t melting in her mouth. She listened as her friends talked. They talked about all music and food, deciding on what they should bring for lunch the next day. Sakura, didn't participate in the talk because she didn't care what they brought. As long as she had the chance to eat the food then she didn't care. She peered out the window, and noticed as the boys were finishing up their sandwiches and bread. They had a volley ball next to them, so it seemed that was their activity for the day.
"Who are you looking at?" Sakura turned and faced her friends, it was her best friend who had asked with an expecting look.
"What are you even saying? You know who she's looking at." Her other friend said, poking at her best friend.
"Guys." Sakura grumbled. It was the same talk everyday. She kept telling herself that she should stop looking out the window because it always brought teasing upon her, but she could never seem to stop. Her eyes traveling after him, was a habit that was uncontrollable.
"What? It's not a secret. Everyone in school knows except him." Her friend said. "Why do you think no one confesses to him anymore. They're all set that you two are dating. Or at least that's what they say in their minds."
"Guys, we're not dating." Sakura argue.
"We know, it's just you two need to hurry up and start dating." Sakura rolled her eyes and shook her head. She couldn't believe her friends. They were all so strange, though she must have been just as strange, for she was friends with them.
That afternoon, after school had let out, she found herself alone at her desk. She had just woken up from her nap, wondering why no one had bothered to wake her up. There had also been another thing that bothered her and that was the fact that she was tired. She was hardly ever tired, and only became tired after nine thirty, so being tired right now didn't make any sense to her.
Sakura lean back against her chair and brought her arms up, stretching them. Her eyes traveled out the window before to the front of the room where the teacher would be standing. It made her wonder why she hadn't been caught sleeping in class, but at the same time she was sure she got caught, and if she did the teacher probably couldn't wake her up.
Standing up Sakura gathered her stuff and stretched once more, before looking at the time. She was relieved to see that she had only slept five minutes past the bell, meaning that her friends were still on school grounds. She didn't know what they were doing, but she could guess because it was the same things everyday. Her best friend went to choir, her book reading friends went to the library, her quiet friend went to piano lessons, and her energetic friend went to cheer practice. Same thing everyday.
Sakura shook her head and made her way to the door. When she made it to the door she reached out to slide it open, and unexpectedly it slid open before her hand could touch the door. Startled, Sakura jumped back and looked up. It was him. Sakura let out a sigh and crossed her arms over her chest, narrowing her eyes at him.
"I could've had a heart attack." She said backing up to let him through.
"Sorry, I thought you'd still be asleep by the time I returned." He responded. Sakura watched as he walked towards her desk. It was then that she noticed the bag sitting on top of the desk behind hers.
"And, if I was how long were you gonna let me sleep?"
"Until you woke up."
"What if it got late?" He shrugged.
"Well, I thought you needed it. You've been sleeping more and more. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just. . . tired."
"Are you sleeping on time?"
"It depends on what you mean by on time." Sakura smiled watching as he shook his head.
"What you sleep at midnight?"
"No, I get to bed by eight, nine thirty the latest." He raised a brow at her, not believing a word she said.
"I'm serious. I sleep at eight." She walked over to him, and punched him. "I'm not kidding." He laughed and ruffled her hair as if she was a child.
"Okay, I believe you."
"Lies!" Sakura screamed.
"Okay. Okay. I believe you." Sakura was about to argue that he didn't when he covered her mouth with his hand. "Sh, don't say anymore. Just believe it when I say I believe you." He took his hands and placed them on the sides of her face, squishing her face together. Slowly he let his head make her nod and he smiled before dashing to the whiteboard. "Anyways I wanna show you something." Sakura sighed and watched as he wrote on the whiteboard.
Sakura watched his broad back with much interest as he wrote on the whiteboard. She wondered what he wanted to show her. It was obvious that whatever it was could have been done anywhere, but it seemed to her that he couldn't wait to do it somewhere else. When he finished with the first character, she sighed when she saw that it was in english. She sucked at English. English and math. She let her head drop on the desk, listening as the loud thud rang through the classroom.
"Sakura? What're you doing?" She looked up, noticing as he stared back at her.
"English. Seriously?"
"Just wait. You know this one." He said turning back to the whiteboard as if it was way more interesting than she was.
"I'm not sure if I do?"
"You do. Trust me." Hearing no response from the girl, he turned around again. "You don't trust me?"
"I do."
"Then, you'll know how to read this one." He smiled, and faced the whiteboard again.
Sakura watched as he concentrate on writing. Whatever it was it seemed important since he was taking forever to write it. When he finished he stood in front of it only making it possible for her to only see part of it. She stood up and walked over to him. She stood directly in front of him, staring at his eyes. She could see a strange glint in his eyes, and she wondered what it meant.
"Move over I can't see it." Sakura demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. He stepped aside and Sakura read the words from left to right. Her eyes widen when she realized that she could read it, but only the english part. He had also written something in Chinese. She couldn't read Chinese, and he knew that.
She didn't turn to face him as she stared at the whiteboard. Taking the marker into her hand she began writing her response. She stood in front of it the way he had and smiled at him. She could tell he was curious. He always was when it came to her. Or when she wasn't paying attention to him. He stood in front of her and peeked over her shoulder, reading the words she had written. A smile formed on his face as he stepped back and looked at her.
Sakura loved that smile, it was probably one of the many reason why she loved him. He placed his hands on her hips, and she reached up, placing his arms around his neck. He lent in and placed a quick kiss on her lips. She stared up at him with disappointment. She had thought that when they kissed it would last longer, and as if reading her mind he leaned in again, this time kissing her longer. They stood there for what seemed like forever, and when they finally separated, they realized that they were still in school.
"We should probably erase this." He said. Sakura only nodded watching as he began erasing his written feeling. She took a hold of the eraser and slowly erased her response. It was their little secret, for now. No one needed to know until tomorrow. When she finished she looked at him, as he took his time. It looked as though he didn't want to erase it.
"Come on. We can't be here all day." Sakura said, chiding him to go faster. She watched as he quickly erased the board before going back to the desk to grab their bags. Sakura waited for him by the door and it wasn't long before they were out of the classroom, traveling down the hall and out the building. "Hey?"
"Hm?"
"What did the Chinese part say?" He looked down at Sakura and smiled, before leaning towards her ear and whispering Chinese to her. She turned to look at him with furrowed brows. That was not what she meant when she wanted him to say it to her, and she knew he knew that. He was probably teasing her like he always was. Sakura sighed and shrugged her shoulders. She wasn't going to get anything out of him, so she didn't question him any further.
It wasn't long before she had reached her house, and there they shared another kiss. He said his farewells before leaving. She stood there watching him until his figure disappeared from view. Once he was gone she headed inside. Inside, she noticed as there were more shoes at the entrance than there were people in her family. Curious she made her way to the living room. As she approached the living room she could hear unfamiliar and familiar voices. She peeked around the door frame, and spotted Touya, and her father sitting with two unfamiliar, but familiar men. At the sight of them, her heart began to race and the air around her became hot. Her legs suddenly became weak and she fell to her knees catching all of their attention.
"Sakura, your―" Touya began, but was stopped seeing that she had collapsed on the floor. "Sakura!" Touya and Fujitaka were quick to move towards her.
Fujitaka picked Sakura up and rest his hand on her forehead. It was hot. Worried, he excused himself and carried Sakura up to her room, Touya followed closely after them, just as worried as his father. When they reached her room, he quietly laid Sakura on her bed, before ordering Touya to get a cool cloth to put on Sakura's forehead. Touya nodded his head and was gone in an instant, and just as fast as he left he came back, a wet towel in hand. Touya placed the wet towel on Sakura's forehead watching as his father left to finish their discussion with the men downstairs.
After a couple minutes of silence, Sakura opened her eyes and looked at Touya's worried face, a smile appearing on her face. "What're you so worried about?" She felt as Touya grabbed her hand and pulled it up. He looked as if he was praying to God. "Touya, I'm okay. It's just a fever." Sakura said, though she herself knew that it wasn't. It had been way too sudden to be just a fever, but even then she didn't know what it could have been. She hoped that whatever it was that came over her, disappeared as fast as it came. She didn't want to worry her family, nor her friends. "I won't disappear like mom. I'll be here tomorrow. I'll be fine tomorrow." She repeatedly said, her head beginning to become hazy.
