Saru-chan again, with the second chapter to my story. Thank you for
taking the time to read my story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura
Christmas Angel
Chapter 2
"I'm home." Sakura called as she slipped inside her front door.
"Well, look whose back, little kajui." Touya said with a smirk, emerging from the kitchen.
"Grr. I'm NOT a kujui!" Sakura growled.
"Yeah, whatever you say kujui." Said Touya.
Just then the phone rung and prevented a screaming match between brother and sister. Touya walked away, leaving Sakura to get the call. She sighed, irritated and picked up the phone.
"Kinomoto Residence. Sakura speaking."
"Hi, Sakura. What's wrong, you seem angry." Came a familiar concerned voice over the line.
"Hi, Tomoyo. Nothing's wrong, just another fight with Touya." She said.
"Oh, okay. Anyway, I called to tell you the details of my party. You are going aren't you?"
"Of course I'm coming, Tomoyo!" Sakura exclaimed.
Tomoyo laughed. "Sorry, just wanted to make sure."
"Well, what are the details?'
"Oh, those. Well, it's starting at 6:00 p.m. and I need to tell you the rules." "RULES?!"
"Of course, Sakura. Don't worry, there not the that strict." Tomoyo said calmly.
"Okay. Let's hear them." Sakura said reluctantly.
"One, this is a ball. You have to wear gowns and the guys have to wear tuxedos."
"But Tomoyo, I don't have a ball gown!" Sakura protested.
"That's my job. I'll make you one." She said cheerily over the phone.
Sakura could see Tomoyo grinning from ear to ear, thinking of a pink, frilly dress covered with bows. A sweatdrop formed on her head.
"Two, each person must sing at least one song on my karyoke machine." Tomoyo said firmly.
"But I've never sung before in my life!" Sakura protested again.
"Don't worry, if you sing that bad, I'll just dub it over with the real singers voice." Tomoyo explained.
"Well… okay, I guess I'll do it." Sakura said reluctantly.
"Three, you must have a good time or I'll embarrass you in front of all the guests."
"That's a relief. I'm sure I'll have tons of fun at your party, Tomoyo, and I'm sure everyone feels the same." Sakura said, happy that the last rule wasn't as bad as the first two.
"Yeah. Oh, and before I forget, could you call Syaoran for me? I just realized I don't have his number." Tomoyo said.
"What? I could give it to you." Sakura told her friend.
"I would, but I need to go and buy decorations for the party and presents for my guests."
"Presents?"
"Yeah. I told everyone to bring one. Then at the party, we pull pieces of paper with somebody's name on it, and then those two exchange gifts." Tomoyo said happily.
"That's a great idea, Tomoyo!" Sakura said. "I can't wait for your party!"
"Me either. Well I gotta go. Talk to you later."
"Okay. Bye."
Sakura placed down the receiver and stared at it for a moment. She had never called Syaoran before. She had overheard Syaoran telling his phone number to the teacher, so if there was any problem, they could call home. The teacher didn't know that Syaoran lived alone. Well, he did live with Meilin.
Sakura took a deep breath and punched in the required digits. The line was ringing. Sakura swallowed a lump in her throat.
"Hello?" answered a voice.
"Hi, is Syaoran there?" she asked.
"Who is this?" asked the voice suspiciously.
"Kinomoto Sakura." She replied. She knew who was on the other end on the line. Meilin had answered.
"Oh. He's not home right now."
"Hello?" answered another voice, this time male.
"Syaoran?" Sakura asked.
"Sakura? Is that you?!" He asked incredulously.
"Yeah, I just called to tell you something." She said.
"I'll just go now." Said Meilin. The click of a phone being hung up sounded.
"What did you want to tell me?" he asked curiously, blushing a little.
"About Tomoyo's party."
"I thought Tomoyo was calling me." Syaoran said.
"So did I, but she told me to call you because she had to go and shop for the party. You know decorations and stuff." She explained.
"Oh. Okay."
"It starts at 6:00 and then there are the rules. There are only four rules. One, it's a ball, You must wear a tuxedo and Meilin must wear a gown. Two," she continued, not allowing Syaoran to make a comment. "Each person must sing at least one song on her karyoke machine. Three, everyone has to have fun, or she'll embarrass you in front of the whole party. And four, you and Meilin have to bring a present so you can exchange them with somebody."
"That's an awful lot." He sounded unsure.
"Oh come on. It'll be fun. Tomoyo said that if you sing bad, she'll just dub over it with the actual singer's voice."
"Oh, fine. We'll be there." Syaoran said.
"Great. I'll see you there." Sakura said happily.
"Wait, Sakura. How did you get my number?" he asked.
"Um… I have to go and clean my room. Bye." Sakura said in a rush and hung up the phone. "Phew. That was a close one."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Back at Syaoron's Apartment ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Um… I have to go and clean my room. Bye." Sakura said in a rush and hung up the phone. Syaoran looked at the phone, blushing. How did she get my number? Syaoran thought, staring at the phone.
"Why did she call?" a cold voice asked from behind.
Syaoran turned around to face Meilin. She wore an expression of anger and jealousy. He sighed.
"She called to tell me the details of the party." Syaoran said.
Meilin scoffed. "Yeah, right. Tomoyo was supposed to give you the details of the party, not Sakura."
"Tomoyo was busy and so she asked Sakura to call me instead." He replied.
"If she was so busy, where did she find the time to call Sakura?" Meilin asked accusingly.
"Meilin, I'm sure all Tomoyo did was dial her number, and asked her to tell me the details of the party. Sakura probably knew the details before anyone else." Syaoran explained patiently.
Meilin pouted at Syaoran. "She's trying to steal you away from me! You do realize that, don't you?"
"Don't be ridiculous Meilin, she likes Yukito." Syaoran said. The words tasted bitter in his mouth. He wished that what he said wasn't true. But they were.
He sighed. "I'm going for a walk. I'll be back in a while."
Syaoran turned, took his coat, put on his shoes and walked out the door of their four- room flat. Meilin eyes flashed and narrowed. She wouldn't let that clumsy Sakura get her Syaoran! Even if it was the last thing she did.
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura
Christmas Angel
Chapter 2
"I'm home." Sakura called as she slipped inside her front door.
"Well, look whose back, little kajui." Touya said with a smirk, emerging from the kitchen.
"Grr. I'm NOT a kujui!" Sakura growled.
"Yeah, whatever you say kujui." Said Touya.
Just then the phone rung and prevented a screaming match between brother and sister. Touya walked away, leaving Sakura to get the call. She sighed, irritated and picked up the phone.
"Kinomoto Residence. Sakura speaking."
"Hi, Sakura. What's wrong, you seem angry." Came a familiar concerned voice over the line.
"Hi, Tomoyo. Nothing's wrong, just another fight with Touya." She said.
"Oh, okay. Anyway, I called to tell you the details of my party. You are going aren't you?"
"Of course I'm coming, Tomoyo!" Sakura exclaimed.
Tomoyo laughed. "Sorry, just wanted to make sure."
"Well, what are the details?'
"Oh, those. Well, it's starting at 6:00 p.m. and I need to tell you the rules." "RULES?!"
"Of course, Sakura. Don't worry, there not the that strict." Tomoyo said calmly.
"Okay. Let's hear them." Sakura said reluctantly.
"One, this is a ball. You have to wear gowns and the guys have to wear tuxedos."
"But Tomoyo, I don't have a ball gown!" Sakura protested.
"That's my job. I'll make you one." She said cheerily over the phone.
Sakura could see Tomoyo grinning from ear to ear, thinking of a pink, frilly dress covered with bows. A sweatdrop formed on her head.
"Two, each person must sing at least one song on my karyoke machine." Tomoyo said firmly.
"But I've never sung before in my life!" Sakura protested again.
"Don't worry, if you sing that bad, I'll just dub it over with the real singers voice." Tomoyo explained.
"Well… okay, I guess I'll do it." Sakura said reluctantly.
"Three, you must have a good time or I'll embarrass you in front of all the guests."
"That's a relief. I'm sure I'll have tons of fun at your party, Tomoyo, and I'm sure everyone feels the same." Sakura said, happy that the last rule wasn't as bad as the first two.
"Yeah. Oh, and before I forget, could you call Syaoran for me? I just realized I don't have his number." Tomoyo said.
"What? I could give it to you." Sakura told her friend.
"I would, but I need to go and buy decorations for the party and presents for my guests."
"Presents?"
"Yeah. I told everyone to bring one. Then at the party, we pull pieces of paper with somebody's name on it, and then those two exchange gifts." Tomoyo said happily.
"That's a great idea, Tomoyo!" Sakura said. "I can't wait for your party!"
"Me either. Well I gotta go. Talk to you later."
"Okay. Bye."
Sakura placed down the receiver and stared at it for a moment. She had never called Syaoran before. She had overheard Syaoran telling his phone number to the teacher, so if there was any problem, they could call home. The teacher didn't know that Syaoran lived alone. Well, he did live with Meilin.
Sakura took a deep breath and punched in the required digits. The line was ringing. Sakura swallowed a lump in her throat.
"Hello?" answered a voice.
"Hi, is Syaoran there?" she asked.
"Who is this?" asked the voice suspiciously.
"Kinomoto Sakura." She replied. She knew who was on the other end on the line. Meilin had answered.
"Oh. He's not home right now."
"Hello?" answered another voice, this time male.
"Syaoran?" Sakura asked.
"Sakura? Is that you?!" He asked incredulously.
"Yeah, I just called to tell you something." She said.
"I'll just go now." Said Meilin. The click of a phone being hung up sounded.
"What did you want to tell me?" he asked curiously, blushing a little.
"About Tomoyo's party."
"I thought Tomoyo was calling me." Syaoran said.
"So did I, but she told me to call you because she had to go and shop for the party. You know decorations and stuff." She explained.
"Oh. Okay."
"It starts at 6:00 and then there are the rules. There are only four rules. One, it's a ball, You must wear a tuxedo and Meilin must wear a gown. Two," she continued, not allowing Syaoran to make a comment. "Each person must sing at least one song on her karyoke machine. Three, everyone has to have fun, or she'll embarrass you in front of the whole party. And four, you and Meilin have to bring a present so you can exchange them with somebody."
"That's an awful lot." He sounded unsure.
"Oh come on. It'll be fun. Tomoyo said that if you sing bad, she'll just dub over it with the actual singer's voice."
"Oh, fine. We'll be there." Syaoran said.
"Great. I'll see you there." Sakura said happily.
"Wait, Sakura. How did you get my number?" he asked.
"Um… I have to go and clean my room. Bye." Sakura said in a rush and hung up the phone. "Phew. That was a close one."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Back at Syaoron's Apartment ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Um… I have to go and clean my room. Bye." Sakura said in a rush and hung up the phone. Syaoran looked at the phone, blushing. How did she get my number? Syaoran thought, staring at the phone.
"Why did she call?" a cold voice asked from behind.
Syaoran turned around to face Meilin. She wore an expression of anger and jealousy. He sighed.
"She called to tell me the details of the party." Syaoran said.
Meilin scoffed. "Yeah, right. Tomoyo was supposed to give you the details of the party, not Sakura."
"Tomoyo was busy and so she asked Sakura to call me instead." He replied.
"If she was so busy, where did she find the time to call Sakura?" Meilin asked accusingly.
"Meilin, I'm sure all Tomoyo did was dial her number, and asked her to tell me the details of the party. Sakura probably knew the details before anyone else." Syaoran explained patiently.
Meilin pouted at Syaoran. "She's trying to steal you away from me! You do realize that, don't you?"
"Don't be ridiculous Meilin, she likes Yukito." Syaoran said. The words tasted bitter in his mouth. He wished that what he said wasn't true. But they were.
He sighed. "I'm going for a walk. I'll be back in a while."
Syaoran turned, took his coat, put on his shoes and walked out the door of their four- room flat. Meilin eyes flashed and narrowed. She wouldn't let that clumsy Sakura get her Syaoran! Even if it was the last thing she did.