Okay, so since everybody including my best friend was prodding me about it, I made a sequel after all. ^_^ So, for this thing to work, apparently all the events in part 1 took place the morning before volume 7 started (i.e. when Syaoran was glaring at his cereal Sakura was probably having a dream about some weird kid with a staff) And if there are any big stylistic differences, blame it on the fact that Syaoran (and I) were a lot more awake when this fic was written. So… um, anyway, enjoy the story! ^_^ BTW, if you're confused Daidouji is Tomoyo's last name, and Hiirizigawa is Eriol's last name, and Syaoran is calling them by those because it's what polite Japanese school children do ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Card Captor Sakura. A lot of big, most likely rich companies do, along with four talented if somewhat insane women. I don't even own the plot to this story, seeing as it was lifted wholesale from the beginning of volume 7. So please don't sue me.
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A Good Reason part 2: A Good Reason to Stay – by rakko-chan
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Syaoran walked into the classroom, swung the backpack off his shoulders and under the desk, and stared absentmindedly at the chalkboard. It was a morning like every other morning. A few minutes later, Sakura and The Video-Taping Girl (otherwise known as Daidouji Tomoyo) burst in, spreading cheerful morning greetings to all. Sakura turned around to say good morning to him, and embarrassingly enough the blush spread to his cheeks again. Kami-sama, just being around her was enough to make him blush lately...
Sakura stared at him for a minute, long enough to get a "What?" out of his already self-conscious self. "Nothing," She answered hastily, apparently embarrassed. Had she been thinking about him...?
Then Daidouji wandered over, asking him if he'd have to go back to Hong Kong soon. He answered her yes, since all the cards were captured (it made it so there wasn't really a reason to stay). Sakura looked down with a heartbroken expression on her face... but then asked if he could come back for visits. He told her that was the plan (though it really wasn't, his family probably wouldn't see any need for him to visit back in Tokyo since he'd only lived there less than a year) Sakura clapped her hands together in an unknowingly adorable way, telling him how glad she was. She was that happy... because of him... yes, the crimson was spreading rampantly.
Sakura then grabbed a letter out of her backpack from their old substitute teacher, Mizuki-sensei. Mizuki-sensei…Okay, Syaoran admitted to himself, so maybe she didn't have any dangerous designs on Sakura, and maybe she really was quite a nice person, but he still wasn't that fond of her. Some deep part of him really hated mysterious people who hid their intentions behind a smile, or whatever. His nature was the exact opposite, he admitted, and he could usually sense that kind of personality right off the bat.
Terada-sensei told them all to sit down. He then told them that a new transfer student was coming into the class. Sakura turned around and whispered something about it being just like when he came in...her smile was a bit distracting.
The transfer student walked in. It was a boy with somewhat unkempt (though nowhere near Syaoran state) black hair, dark eyes and glasses. He was smiling at them all. Then his eyes caught Sakura, and the smile most definitely intensified.
Syaoran did not like this boy.
Terada-sensei introduced him as Hiirizigawa Eriol, from England. He bowed and politely greeted the class. Terada-sensei seated him next to Syaoran, behind Tomoyo and kitty-corner from Sakura, much to Syaoran's dismay. While passing Sakura's seat, he paused. "Nice to meet you," He beamed down at her.
Syaoran did not like this boy at all.
Later, Syaoran was going with Daidouji to music, but first they wanted to find Sakura. They sure enough did find her... being hit on by Hiirizigawa. Now, Syaoran didn't know that much about seducing girls, but he did know that Hiirizigawa and Sakura had known each other for less than five minutes and he already had them on a first name basis. Daidouji, crouching next to him like spying on her best friend was the most natural thing in the world (which, for her, it probably was), made a comment about it being just like a promised scene in a girl's comic...
Syaoran was in about the he'd-cheer-if-someone-fired-a-bazooka-at-his-back-and-that-somone-just-might-be-him stage of disliking Hiirizigawa. As Daidouji came casually strolling out to remind Sakura of her schedule, Syaoran stalked right over to Hiirizigawa and gave him the old what the HELL do you think you're doing glare. His damn smile remained intact as Sakura asked if he wanted to come with them but, thankfully enough, he opted to go back to the classroom. Syaoran gave him one last glare as he turned to leave, and Hiirizigawa smiled unperturbably back.
Too bad there weren't any convenient bazookas around.
After school, all three of them were walking home. Sakura asked why Syaoran had been making funny faces all day, and Daidouji suggested it was because he had found something new to worry about. Syaoran blushed brightly as he protested, an image of Hiirizigawa smiling at Sakura as they sat next to each other beneath a tree blazing brightly in his head. Sakura sweetly asked him if there was anything she could do, causing puffs of steam to come out his ears...
But then she realized if he was going back to Hong Kong, there wasn't much she could do. That decision had been bugging him all day. That new kid... he didn't like him... he didn't trust what he'd to do to Sakura if he left him alone with her...
Like take her away from you? A rather Daidouji-ish voice in his head commented.
"I'm not going back," he said.
Sakura looked shocked. Daidouji smiled, and Syaoran told them not for a while, at least. Sakura looked really thrilled and asked him if it was really true. He nodded. She threw out her hands, cheered, and dashed off to buy them ice cream.
Syaoran felt strangely light and happy inside, like he hadn't for a long time. Even Daidouji, who seemed to be in her "Oooh, I bet I can make Li-kun turn another shade of red!" mood, couldn't really dampen his spirits, even though he blushed and shocked and sweatdropped as usual. Because...
Because Sakura mattered most in the world to him. She really was a good reason to stay.
*~owari~*
Well, for being so short and dumb, that took way too long to write -_-;; Among other things, this fic was written while listening to a LOT of Until Strawberry Sherbert (kawaii!). Oh, and I'm not writing a sequel called A Good Reason to Lynch the Smiling Boy. No matter how hard you ask ^_^. And please, please review, thanx in advance! ^_^