Author's note: Thank you very much to all of you who continued to read and
review this humble fic of mine. Gosh, you guys are so nice to do that! I'm
really grateful!
So the long awaited first date is actually now here. I hope you'll going to like this chap. *sighs* I once again got a writer's block when I wrote this but hey, I'm just happy to finish this such important chapter. Anyway, please continue to keep reading and reviewing because I will keep writing if you do! So, PLEASE REVIEW! Thanx!
DISCLAIMER: I'm actually getting tired of this but the heck...No, I don't own the CCS cast. Except for Anami. They belong to CLAMP.
Guide:
"----" Conversations
=----= Thoughts
(----) Author's notes
CHAPTER EIGHT
FIRST DATE
**SAKURA**
It was a perfect Saturday afternoon; with the sun brightly shining and the sky looking so blue with beautiful clouds drifting slowly in it. I took a sigh and absorbed in all the beauty around me and the freshness of the air. Today is indeed such a beautiful day and here I am, with my two best friends going out to have some fun. It would've been even better if this is just a simple lets-go-out-together-to-get-some-bonding type of date, but no...it isn't. I'm here with Syaoran and Tomoyo today at the recently opened Town Square Carnival because I made a promise that I will help Syaoran to get his date with his dream girl. And as you can see, I get to be the unwilling 'date' for him to practice.
I look around to see lots of people wandering around the carnival and I immediately felt the excitement rush up within me. I haven't told you, but I just love carnivals!
"So this is where you've thought of taking me for our first 'date', huh?"
Syaoran gave me a lopsided smile. "Yeah, do you like it?"
Of course I like it! But I wouldn't tell him that and make it easy for him. Remember, I'm the critic and I intend to find every fault that I can see in him. Yeah, you might say I'm being too hard on the guy but I have a reason for that. You see, this is for the best since if he saw me not enjoying, or pretending to be not enjoying, he would even persevere more in making me do so. I mean, Hana could even do the same thing right? I'm talking about her not enjoying the date, too.
"I don't know. We'll see about that." I answered simply, eyeing him warily. I could see that Syaoran is wearing a casual navy blue short- sleeved shirt and loose jeans. Don't ask me if he looks kawaii in it, I mean Syaoran always looks the same for me, though I must admit that he looks kind of different today. Hmmmm...maybe it's on the way he carry himself.
"You know, you look pretty nice, Sakura." Syaoran commented, eyeing me.
I snorted at him. So the game of flattery has already begun, huh?
"With my t-shirt and baggy jeans, of course I'd look great!" I remarked sarcastically causing him to smile. "Today is a very special day that's why I even wore my favorite attire just for you."
"Hmm-mmm." Syaoran said simply, trying his best to act like a gentleman and gulping down his sarcastic remarks. He looks really funny, though. I guess, Syaoran is taking this date thingy seriously. I mean, he didn't even tease me back!
Syaoran managed to choke back a laugh. "Arigatou, I guess."
Tomoyo look at me disappointedly. "And I thought you'll be wearing a skirt,"
"I never said I will even if you did call me several times last night urging me to do so."
"You did?" Syaoran asked Tomoyo astoundedly.
"Yeah, I did. I was hoping she'll wear the skirt my bodyguards delivered to her last night."
"You actually did that???" Syaoran asked more amazed this time.
"Eh he he." I laughed softly. I know, you don't have to tell me guys! Actually, Tomoyo can really be this persistent especially when she wants her to be! And frankly, I don't know why she's so excited about this whole thing even more than the two of us.
Tomoyo grinned widely at us. "But no need to worry, Sakura! You still look pretty kawaii!!!" She squealed as I sweatdropped.
Syaoran looks at me as if he would be anywhere than with Tomoyo right now. Poor Syaoran. I guess, he's still not used at her being so hyper and everything. I just shrugged back at him helplessly when his eyes met up with mine.
I noticed him heaving a sigh. "So, what do you want now Sakura? Do we get to eat first before taking a ride or do you intend to get to the rides first?"
"Rides first, then food." I replied, perking up despite of my plan to act uninterested.
At that, Syaoran nodded and took me hold lightly in my wrist as he led me further inside the carnival. Tomoyo was just right infront of us filming our every move (much to their dismay...hehehe... =P) as we wandered down a row of booths; glass cases with tumbling buttered popcorn, grills with sizzling sausage, and all those sticky tornadoes of pink cotton candy. There were penny pitches and basketball tosses and darts and hoops. There were even tables full of second hand junk that no sane person would buy and beyond it all were spokes of light, the grind machinery, and piercing screams.
"Okay. Where do you want to go first?" Syaoran asked me.
"The roller coaster!" I couldn't help exclaiming. I saw at the corner of my eyes how he smiled at that. Oh well, I guess my plan is not working so perfectly right now. Might as well enjoy the day so that this one would not go into waste. "Do you like them?"
"I guess so. I even asked my mother to put one in the backyard." He joked.
"This is a small one, but they send you around three times."
"Maybe this one would have fit," he said, as we walked towards the roller coaster.
I had to jockey a bit to select the perfect car to ride in. It was only me and Syaoran who get to ride in it since Tomoyo graciously declined my offer and said that she's just contented to film us. Before setting down to ride in it, I tied my hair in a half pony.
"What did you do that for?" Syaoran asked curiously.
"My hair would whip off my face if I didn't tie it." I simply answered as he looks at me amusingly.
As we waited for the ride to start, Syaoran told me a Hershey Park roller coaster horror story, which I'm pretty sure he made up. I told a Busch Gardens one (now, where do I get those names?!? ^_^;;), which I definitely made up. We kept one-upping each other while we waited for others to board. I guess, I get a good laugh out of that.
Then all our heads jerked back and we were off. Oh, there's nothing like a roller coaster, the slow climb up, the rush down, then up again, then hurtling down, swish left, swish right.
"No hands," Syaoran whooped beside me.
I raised my hands high in the air and kept them there, feeling as If I could take off.
"No feet!" He hollered.
"What?" I turned sideward, laughing. My hair whipped over my head, the ribbon slipping out. Syaoran snagged it in midair.
My loose hair felt as if it had a hurricane in it âE" I couldn't get a hold of it. I reached over for my ribbon while Syaoran leaned closer but our hands couldn't quite touch. I don't know why but I'm pretty sure he doesn't want to hand back my ribbon. I saw him laughing at my wild hair, and then smiling at me, his eyes holding my eyes, brilliant with the wind. We just kept looking at each other, tracks rushing beneath us.
Then the cars screeched to a halt. "Ride over," I muttered and stepped unsteadily onto the platform. Syaoran gave me a hand and I saw that my ribbon was looped tightly around his other hand.
"Need a comb?" Tomoyo asked helpfully as she saw my state.
"Got one, thanks."
My small-toothed comb did nothing for the tangled mess. I comb my hair back in place as best as I could, patting it down self-consciously.
"We need something calm." Syaoran suggested this time.
"The Ferris wheel would be perfect! I could get to ride on the carriage ahead of yours while I get to film you!" Tomoyo squealed as both of us looked at her slyly.
At the start of the ride up in the Ferris wheel, Syaoran and I just kept in comfortable silence with each other, as I gazed outside the seat, looking at the whole carnival.
"So what do you think now, Sakura? Are you enjoying our 'date' already?"
I glanced at Syaoran to see him smiling hopefully at me. I guess, he look really kind of determined to make this one enjoyable for me so that I could give him his much wanted approval.
I smiled back at him. "Yeah. I'm definitely enjoying it. I'm sure Hana would, too."
"I guess," he muttered back. "Arigatou gozaimas for helping me with all of these."
I smirked at him. "Thank me later when you finally get Hana to be your partner to the dance."
When we got off the Ferris wheel, I suddenly had the urge to try the basketball throw.
"The hoops are small." Syaoran warned.
I spent three dollars (convert that to Japanese yen, =P) trying but I guess I'm pretty out of it today, so Syaoran decided to take charge.
"Can I give it a whirl?" He asked me as I nodded in approval.
Syaoran managed to score points and won on the second dollar. He picked out the animal, a round-faced panda, her big paws wrapped lovingly around a clinging baby.
"Here it is." He said, handling the bear to me.
After that, Syaoran told me that he wanted to do the haunted house. The Firemen's House of Fear had to be one of the tackiest places around, plastic bodies bleeding plastic blood, baying hounds whose glowing eyes were red Christmas bulbs, and a very bad soundtrack. I should've known cause my brother already told me about it. It would've been fun as you get to walk through the place, if only I'm not scared. Yeah, I admit it. I'm a scaredy-cat when it comes to ghosts stuffs but I wouldn't dare admit that to Syaoran right now even though he's my very bestfriend in the whole world.
"S-Sure. We could go there." I answered weakly.
"Okay, guys. I'll just wait for you here outside!" Tomoyo said.
I also knew that sometimes, they actually used live spooks, especially in the dark rooms. The blackened rooms âE" where there is nothing but you kept thinking there must be âE" were probably only the scary part. A few people had trouble finding their way out of them.
When we passed the baying hounds, the graveyard, and the room of ghosts that floated in the wind of small, rattling fans, we were both still in line, with Syaoran leading the way infront of me. Then suddenly, we went through a door and plunged into darkness. We stumbled around, reaching for each other. I grasped a soft, strong hand âE" Syaoran's I hopedâE"for sometimes, people had come out bonded with the wrong person.
Then someone who had been hiding in the dark came wailing and hurtling through our line, scattering us. I bumped around but instinct told me where the door was. As I approached it, Syaoran was already standing there. He was very close. I could practically smell him.
"Sakura," he whispered.
"Sorry, no." I whispered back, trying to disguise my voice.
He laughed softly. "I think the door's this way." Then he took my hand.
The next chamber was just as dark. Syaoran and I held onto each other (Whoa! Held on! ^_^) and felt our way around the walls. I felt something soft but I couldn't make out what it is. Suddenly, the spook leaped out and I shrieked. Syaoran grasped my hand hard and pulled me close.
I guess, nothing livens up a haunted house more than real, live human screams. The spook pulled my hair slightly and laid icy fingers on the back of my neck. I buried my scream in Syaoran's chest. His arms wrapped around me protectively. He held me so tightly against him, I could feel the laughter rumbling up in him and his breath in my cheek. I suddenly became aware how his knees and thighs measured against my knees and thighs. I felt the warmth of the whole length of his body. I felt awkward at that and I don't know why, that I pulled suddenly from Syaoran and almost fell through the door into the Chamber of Horrors.
The luridly lit chamber was a welcome relief. If I was blushing because of embarrassment due to the fact that I actually screamed, well, the red light made us both look that way. I glanced at him, then turned quickly to the setups: a soldier being stretched on the rack, a woman standing by a guillotine, holding her own head, and a guy lying on a bed of nails.
As soon as we got outside, I slumped down tiredly in the benches that Tomoyo was sitting at.
"How was it?" She asked me curiously.
"She actually screamed." Syaoran answered for me.
Tomoyo looked at me in surprise. "You? Sakura, you were never one of those girls who screamed."
I felt my cheeks get hot.
"Maybe she's never been afraid of anything till now." Syaoran said, watching me intently. I just raised an eyebrow at him after he said that.
As the rest of the day went on quickly, I must admit that I was actually having fun. After dropping off Tomoyo to their house, Syaoran walked me ours. I was having such a blast that to be honest, when the time came for us to go home, I was kind of regretting it.
"Thanks for treating me to the carnival. I certainly had fun." I said, smiling sincerely at him.
"You don't need to thank me. I was the one who owe something to you, remember?" Syaoran replied, grinning. "I'm happy that you liked our 'date'. It was actually my idea to go there."
I nodded. "Yeah. I must say you pick out a good place to go to."
"Thanks. See you at school on Monday, then?"
"Yeah." I finally said before heading off inside.
Later that night, as I lie on my bed recalling all that happened earlier, I found myself smiling at the thought. I don't know why, but images of our so- called date keep flashing on my mind.
= I guess, I really had just fun. = I reasoned out.
Anyway, this is just the first time that Syaoran and I actually go out together to have some good time. I mean, sure, we're always together in school but we never actually plan something outside. Usually we just hang out a little after school or do some hoops in our backyard. So as you can see, what happened today is quite different.
I turned around and sighed, as I remembered again our 'date', ignoring the sudden quick thumping of my heart. I'm just pretty tired from all that screaming and laughing at the carnival that's why I kept getting all these crazy stuffs going on my mind. Maybe I just need some sleep, after all.
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Author's note: Whew! It's finished! I know, there's still not much mushiness but I don't want to rush things up...hehehe...but haven't you noticed that Sakura is now acting a bit different??? Hmmmm...Oh well, I just hoped you liked this one! Okay, now PLS. REVIEW!
So the long awaited first date is actually now here. I hope you'll going to like this chap. *sighs* I once again got a writer's block when I wrote this but hey, I'm just happy to finish this such important chapter. Anyway, please continue to keep reading and reviewing because I will keep writing if you do! So, PLEASE REVIEW! Thanx!
DISCLAIMER: I'm actually getting tired of this but the heck...No, I don't own the CCS cast. Except for Anami. They belong to CLAMP.
Guide:
"----" Conversations
=----= Thoughts
(----) Author's notes
CHAPTER EIGHT
FIRST DATE
**SAKURA**
It was a perfect Saturday afternoon; with the sun brightly shining and the sky looking so blue with beautiful clouds drifting slowly in it. I took a sigh and absorbed in all the beauty around me and the freshness of the air. Today is indeed such a beautiful day and here I am, with my two best friends going out to have some fun. It would've been even better if this is just a simple lets-go-out-together-to-get-some-bonding type of date, but no...it isn't. I'm here with Syaoran and Tomoyo today at the recently opened Town Square Carnival because I made a promise that I will help Syaoran to get his date with his dream girl. And as you can see, I get to be the unwilling 'date' for him to practice.
I look around to see lots of people wandering around the carnival and I immediately felt the excitement rush up within me. I haven't told you, but I just love carnivals!
"So this is where you've thought of taking me for our first 'date', huh?"
Syaoran gave me a lopsided smile. "Yeah, do you like it?"
Of course I like it! But I wouldn't tell him that and make it easy for him. Remember, I'm the critic and I intend to find every fault that I can see in him. Yeah, you might say I'm being too hard on the guy but I have a reason for that. You see, this is for the best since if he saw me not enjoying, or pretending to be not enjoying, he would even persevere more in making me do so. I mean, Hana could even do the same thing right? I'm talking about her not enjoying the date, too.
"I don't know. We'll see about that." I answered simply, eyeing him warily. I could see that Syaoran is wearing a casual navy blue short- sleeved shirt and loose jeans. Don't ask me if he looks kawaii in it, I mean Syaoran always looks the same for me, though I must admit that he looks kind of different today. Hmmmm...maybe it's on the way he carry himself.
"You know, you look pretty nice, Sakura." Syaoran commented, eyeing me.
I snorted at him. So the game of flattery has already begun, huh?
"With my t-shirt and baggy jeans, of course I'd look great!" I remarked sarcastically causing him to smile. "Today is a very special day that's why I even wore my favorite attire just for you."
"Hmm-mmm." Syaoran said simply, trying his best to act like a gentleman and gulping down his sarcastic remarks. He looks really funny, though. I guess, Syaoran is taking this date thingy seriously. I mean, he didn't even tease me back!
Syaoran managed to choke back a laugh. "Arigatou, I guess."
Tomoyo look at me disappointedly. "And I thought you'll be wearing a skirt,"
"I never said I will even if you did call me several times last night urging me to do so."
"You did?" Syaoran asked Tomoyo astoundedly.
"Yeah, I did. I was hoping she'll wear the skirt my bodyguards delivered to her last night."
"You actually did that???" Syaoran asked more amazed this time.
"Eh he he." I laughed softly. I know, you don't have to tell me guys! Actually, Tomoyo can really be this persistent especially when she wants her to be! And frankly, I don't know why she's so excited about this whole thing even more than the two of us.
Tomoyo grinned widely at us. "But no need to worry, Sakura! You still look pretty kawaii!!!" She squealed as I sweatdropped.
Syaoran looks at me as if he would be anywhere than with Tomoyo right now. Poor Syaoran. I guess, he's still not used at her being so hyper and everything. I just shrugged back at him helplessly when his eyes met up with mine.
I noticed him heaving a sigh. "So, what do you want now Sakura? Do we get to eat first before taking a ride or do you intend to get to the rides first?"
"Rides first, then food." I replied, perking up despite of my plan to act uninterested.
At that, Syaoran nodded and took me hold lightly in my wrist as he led me further inside the carnival. Tomoyo was just right infront of us filming our every move (much to their dismay...hehehe... =P) as we wandered down a row of booths; glass cases with tumbling buttered popcorn, grills with sizzling sausage, and all those sticky tornadoes of pink cotton candy. There were penny pitches and basketball tosses and darts and hoops. There were even tables full of second hand junk that no sane person would buy and beyond it all were spokes of light, the grind machinery, and piercing screams.
"Okay. Where do you want to go first?" Syaoran asked me.
"The roller coaster!" I couldn't help exclaiming. I saw at the corner of my eyes how he smiled at that. Oh well, I guess my plan is not working so perfectly right now. Might as well enjoy the day so that this one would not go into waste. "Do you like them?"
"I guess so. I even asked my mother to put one in the backyard." He joked.
"This is a small one, but they send you around three times."
"Maybe this one would have fit," he said, as we walked towards the roller coaster.
I had to jockey a bit to select the perfect car to ride in. It was only me and Syaoran who get to ride in it since Tomoyo graciously declined my offer and said that she's just contented to film us. Before setting down to ride in it, I tied my hair in a half pony.
"What did you do that for?" Syaoran asked curiously.
"My hair would whip off my face if I didn't tie it." I simply answered as he looks at me amusingly.
As we waited for the ride to start, Syaoran told me a Hershey Park roller coaster horror story, which I'm pretty sure he made up. I told a Busch Gardens one (now, where do I get those names?!? ^_^;;), which I definitely made up. We kept one-upping each other while we waited for others to board. I guess, I get a good laugh out of that.
Then all our heads jerked back and we were off. Oh, there's nothing like a roller coaster, the slow climb up, the rush down, then up again, then hurtling down, swish left, swish right.
"No hands," Syaoran whooped beside me.
I raised my hands high in the air and kept them there, feeling as If I could take off.
"No feet!" He hollered.
"What?" I turned sideward, laughing. My hair whipped over my head, the ribbon slipping out. Syaoran snagged it in midair.
My loose hair felt as if it had a hurricane in it âE" I couldn't get a hold of it. I reached over for my ribbon while Syaoran leaned closer but our hands couldn't quite touch. I don't know why but I'm pretty sure he doesn't want to hand back my ribbon. I saw him laughing at my wild hair, and then smiling at me, his eyes holding my eyes, brilliant with the wind. We just kept looking at each other, tracks rushing beneath us.
Then the cars screeched to a halt. "Ride over," I muttered and stepped unsteadily onto the platform. Syaoran gave me a hand and I saw that my ribbon was looped tightly around his other hand.
"Need a comb?" Tomoyo asked helpfully as she saw my state.
"Got one, thanks."
My small-toothed comb did nothing for the tangled mess. I comb my hair back in place as best as I could, patting it down self-consciously.
"We need something calm." Syaoran suggested this time.
"The Ferris wheel would be perfect! I could get to ride on the carriage ahead of yours while I get to film you!" Tomoyo squealed as both of us looked at her slyly.
At the start of the ride up in the Ferris wheel, Syaoran and I just kept in comfortable silence with each other, as I gazed outside the seat, looking at the whole carnival.
"So what do you think now, Sakura? Are you enjoying our 'date' already?"
I glanced at Syaoran to see him smiling hopefully at me. I guess, he look really kind of determined to make this one enjoyable for me so that I could give him his much wanted approval.
I smiled back at him. "Yeah. I'm definitely enjoying it. I'm sure Hana would, too."
"I guess," he muttered back. "Arigatou gozaimas for helping me with all of these."
I smirked at him. "Thank me later when you finally get Hana to be your partner to the dance."
When we got off the Ferris wheel, I suddenly had the urge to try the basketball throw.
"The hoops are small." Syaoran warned.
I spent three dollars (convert that to Japanese yen, =P) trying but I guess I'm pretty out of it today, so Syaoran decided to take charge.
"Can I give it a whirl?" He asked me as I nodded in approval.
Syaoran managed to score points and won on the second dollar. He picked out the animal, a round-faced panda, her big paws wrapped lovingly around a clinging baby.
"Here it is." He said, handling the bear to me.
After that, Syaoran told me that he wanted to do the haunted house. The Firemen's House of Fear had to be one of the tackiest places around, plastic bodies bleeding plastic blood, baying hounds whose glowing eyes were red Christmas bulbs, and a very bad soundtrack. I should've known cause my brother already told me about it. It would've been fun as you get to walk through the place, if only I'm not scared. Yeah, I admit it. I'm a scaredy-cat when it comes to ghosts stuffs but I wouldn't dare admit that to Syaoran right now even though he's my very bestfriend in the whole world.
"S-Sure. We could go there." I answered weakly.
"Okay, guys. I'll just wait for you here outside!" Tomoyo said.
I also knew that sometimes, they actually used live spooks, especially in the dark rooms. The blackened rooms âE" where there is nothing but you kept thinking there must be âE" were probably only the scary part. A few people had trouble finding their way out of them.
When we passed the baying hounds, the graveyard, and the room of ghosts that floated in the wind of small, rattling fans, we were both still in line, with Syaoran leading the way infront of me. Then suddenly, we went through a door and plunged into darkness. We stumbled around, reaching for each other. I grasped a soft, strong hand âE" Syaoran's I hopedâE"for sometimes, people had come out bonded with the wrong person.
Then someone who had been hiding in the dark came wailing and hurtling through our line, scattering us. I bumped around but instinct told me where the door was. As I approached it, Syaoran was already standing there. He was very close. I could practically smell him.
"Sakura," he whispered.
"Sorry, no." I whispered back, trying to disguise my voice.
He laughed softly. "I think the door's this way." Then he took my hand.
The next chamber was just as dark. Syaoran and I held onto each other (Whoa! Held on! ^_^) and felt our way around the walls. I felt something soft but I couldn't make out what it is. Suddenly, the spook leaped out and I shrieked. Syaoran grasped my hand hard and pulled me close.
I guess, nothing livens up a haunted house more than real, live human screams. The spook pulled my hair slightly and laid icy fingers on the back of my neck. I buried my scream in Syaoran's chest. His arms wrapped around me protectively. He held me so tightly against him, I could feel the laughter rumbling up in him and his breath in my cheek. I suddenly became aware how his knees and thighs measured against my knees and thighs. I felt the warmth of the whole length of his body. I felt awkward at that and I don't know why, that I pulled suddenly from Syaoran and almost fell through the door into the Chamber of Horrors.
The luridly lit chamber was a welcome relief. If I was blushing because of embarrassment due to the fact that I actually screamed, well, the red light made us both look that way. I glanced at him, then turned quickly to the setups: a soldier being stretched on the rack, a woman standing by a guillotine, holding her own head, and a guy lying on a bed of nails.
As soon as we got outside, I slumped down tiredly in the benches that Tomoyo was sitting at.
"How was it?" She asked me curiously.
"She actually screamed." Syaoran answered for me.
Tomoyo looked at me in surprise. "You? Sakura, you were never one of those girls who screamed."
I felt my cheeks get hot.
"Maybe she's never been afraid of anything till now." Syaoran said, watching me intently. I just raised an eyebrow at him after he said that.
As the rest of the day went on quickly, I must admit that I was actually having fun. After dropping off Tomoyo to their house, Syaoran walked me ours. I was having such a blast that to be honest, when the time came for us to go home, I was kind of regretting it.
"Thanks for treating me to the carnival. I certainly had fun." I said, smiling sincerely at him.
"You don't need to thank me. I was the one who owe something to you, remember?" Syaoran replied, grinning. "I'm happy that you liked our 'date'. It was actually my idea to go there."
I nodded. "Yeah. I must say you pick out a good place to go to."
"Thanks. See you at school on Monday, then?"
"Yeah." I finally said before heading off inside.
Later that night, as I lie on my bed recalling all that happened earlier, I found myself smiling at the thought. I don't know why, but images of our so- called date keep flashing on my mind.
= I guess, I really had just fun. = I reasoned out.
Anyway, this is just the first time that Syaoran and I actually go out together to have some good time. I mean, sure, we're always together in school but we never actually plan something outside. Usually we just hang out a little after school or do some hoops in our backyard. So as you can see, what happened today is quite different.
I turned around and sighed, as I remembered again our 'date', ignoring the sudden quick thumping of my heart. I'm just pretty tired from all that screaming and laughing at the carnival that's why I kept getting all these crazy stuffs going on my mind. Maybe I just need some sleep, after all.
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Author's note: Whew! It's finished! I know, there's still not much mushiness but I don't want to rush things up...hehehe...but haven't you noticed that Sakura is now acting a bit different??? Hmmmm...Oh well, I just hoped you liked this one! Okay, now PLS. REVIEW!