History Repeats Itself
Part 2, The Project
A/N: Sup? This is the second part to my story, hope ya like it! Gomen for taking so, SO long, but it was hard for me to come up with how... well, the plot. Arigatou-gozaimasu soooo much to my friend Andrew for helping me out. And thanks to all you pplz who reviewed! Enjoy!
"Shizukani, class. We will be starting on a project for this unit, and I will be selecting your partners."
There were various whispers to be heard around Motimiya-sensei's class. One girl in particular was groaning.
"Hoeee. This project is worth 1/4th of our grade and my worst subject is math!" Sakura let her head drop until her forehead hit the desk.
Syaoran noticed Sakura's mood and instinctively went to comfort her. "It'll be ok Sakura-chan. We're doing these in pairs, so there will be people to help you." He smiled briefly at the pretty girl.
'Syaoran looks so kawaii when he smiles. Mou, all of those camera flashes must have got to me yesterday, I'm thinking weird thoughts.' Sakura thought about the bright white flashes of the press cameras and her head began to spin.
Motimiya-sensei began to read off the pairs. "Rika-san and Eiji-san. Izumi-san and Myuki-san... Syaoran-san and Tomoyo-san." The teacher looked around the room and back at the list. He frowned when he saw that Sakura didn't have a partner. "Hai, class, you may switch seats to work with your partner now." The sensei walked over to Sakura. "Sumimasen, Sakura-san. It seems that we have an uneven amount of people. Don't worry, I will work with you."
Sakura smiled gratefully at her teacher. "Arigatou, sensei." Just then, the bell rang to dismiss the class to lunch. "When should we work on this then?"
"We could get together after school, if you want to. Would that be alright?"
"Hai. We can go to my house and work there, Motimiya-sensei."
He smiled to indicate yes and said, "Then I will see you after school." 'Sakura-san is a very pretty girl. So sweet too, almost like Ami-san.' Amano Motimiya let his mind drift as students walked out.
(flashback)
Amano was walking along the street on a nice afternoon. A girl with long brown hair and blue eyes came up to him, wearing a school uniform and carrying a backpack.
"Konnichiwa, Amano-san" she said, blushing.
"Konnichiwa, Ami-san" he said back. He put his arm around her, gave the young girl a kiss, and they walked off.
(Back to present)
'I loved Ami-san so much. Why did she leave me?' He looked down as tears fell. 'Just because she was my student... maybe Sakura-san is my second chance at love.'
(After school)
Sakura walked over to Motimiya-sensei's class, math book in hand. 'That was nice of Motimiya-sensei to help me with the project. At least it won't be as confusing, but all of the girls in class are jealous. I guess he is pretty god-looking, he should probably be a model.' She shook her head and continued on. "Ano, Motimiya-sensei? Are you ready to go now?"
"Hai. Just let me get my bag." He gathered his books up, and a picture fell out from between his books.
Sakura picked up the worn out picture and glanced at it. It was a girl, about 17, with long brown hair, blue eyes, and a nice smile; she was wearing a long, pink dress. She gasped at the similarity between the girl and her. "H- here's your picture, sensei."
"Arigatou. I suppose you noticed the similarity between this girl and yourself. She was my student, Ami." The heartbroken look appeared again. He quickly diverted their attention. "So then, shall we go?"
Amano and Sakura sighed simultaneously. 'This is going to a long, awkward day.'
(At Sakura's house)
Amano and Sakura were sitting at the kitchen table working. As Sakura tried to figure out a problem, Amano looked around the room. There were dozens of pictures of Sakura from fashion shoots, as well as another lady who looked similar.
"Aha! Finally have this problem solved!" Sakura grinned triumphantly. "Are we going to graph the problem now, sensei?" She noticed him looking at the pictures of her and Nadeshiko. "That lady is my Okaa-san. I miss her very much."
"Sumimasen, it was just that your pictures are very beautiful. You two remind me of Ami-san. Ahh... hai, we should graph now.. Sakura-san, since we're working on this project as equals, you can call me Amano-san or Amano-sensei." He looked nervous while he said that, but Sakura could tell that he meant it. 'Calling me by my first name doesn't mean anything, right? Even if this is the same thing that happened to Ami and I, this is different.' He tried to convince himself that it was true.
"If you really don't mind then, Amano-sensei. Would you like some pudding?" Sakura tried to get rid of the tension by being her cheerful self again.
"Why don't I take you out for some ice cream instead? I have found that it always eases a troubled or cluttered mind." Amano looked at Sakura and waited patiently for an answer.
Sakura smiled happily at the offer. "Hai! Let's go then!" They got their coats and walked out.
(After eating ice cream)
Sakura and Amano walked along the street back toward Sakura's house. When they reached the large yellow home, Amano said goodbye.
"Arigatou for the ice cream, Amano-sensei! See you tomorrow!" Sakura waved goodbye. He waved back and walked away.
Sakura sighed and plopped down on her bed. For some reason, she just couldn't get Amano off of her mind, or the girl he had the picture of. 'I wonder what happened between sensei and that girl Ami. Amano only mentioned that she was his student, but his look said they were in love.' Another thought was coming out, about how Sakura and Ami were so much alike, and how Amano seemed to be very... well, interested in Sakura. For what seemed like the millionth time that day, Sakura shook her head to get rid of that thought. 'There's nothing going on. Ami just happens to look like me, that's all. Nothing is happening between Amano and me.' As that thought was pushed back, another one came forward. 'Okaa-san fell in love with otou-san when she was in high school. I wonder if she was confused too, or was she sure that otou-san was her true love?' Before Sakura could think about that question more, the phone interrupted her. She walked over and picked it up. "Hai, moshi moshi."
"Sakura-chan? Tomoyo desu. Did you hear about the fundraising event on Saturday?"
"Nani? What are you talking about Tomoyo-chan?"
"The principle just announced it today. They're going to have people bid for a date with a student, under certain rules, though. You're going to be one of the dates, Sakura-chan!"
"NANI!!!! Tomoyo-chan, how did that happen? You didn't do anything, did you?"
"Iie. The principle selected students randomly. Perhaps Li-kun will try to get a date!"
"Hoe? Why would he do that Tomoyo-chan? He isn't that protective."
Tomoyo sweat dropped. 'After all these years, she still doesn't get it. You would think that a 16 year old would catch on sooner or later.' "Ano... I was just saying, he might want to make sure that you won't get hurt... hehe."
Sakura gave Tomoyo an odd look and shrugged. "As long as it's for charity, I guess I'll do it."
(Next day at school- Friday)
Sakura walked into class a few minutes before the bell and greeted everyone as usual. She put her bag down and turned around to talk to Syaoran. "Syaoran-kun, how's it going with the math project?"
Syaoran sneezed, sniffled, and replied. "It's ok. Tomoyo-chan and I are almost finished. Are you doing ok, Sakura-chan?"
"Hai, we finished. Demo, Syaoran-kun, are you feeling alright? You look sick." She peered at his face and felt his forehead, which made Syaoran burn even more.
"Daijoubu. I'm just a little tired." Trying to hide his blushing face, Syaoran turned... only to fall out of his seat and faint.
Sakura looked alarmed at Syaoran. "Sensei, would it be ok to take Syaoran-kun to the office?"
"Hai, but don't take too long."
With that, Sakura brought him to the office. The nurse promised to take care of Syaoran and bring him home.
(After school)
Tomoyo and Sakura walked home together, discussing the charity auction. "Skura-chan, I made the most kawaii dress for you to wear on Saturday!"
Sakura sweat dropped. "Tomyo-chan, it doesn't have frills and bows, does it?"
"Oh no Sakura-chan! You're too grown-up for that now! I made a dress with a lot of lace though!" She began to drift into space, leaving Sakura to think about other matters.
"I wonder if Syaoran-kun is feeling better. Maybe I'll stop by tomorrow."
"Good idea, Sakura-chan! Maybe you can give him a kiss to make him feel better!" Tomoyo giggled at her friend. Li-kun would kill her if he found out she said that.
"Hoe? Why would that help, Tomoyo-chan? I thought medicine cured colds?"
Tomoyo fell over anime style. 'Still as dense as ever. Will she ever get it?'
When the two girls reached Sakura's house, Tomoyo waved goodbye. "I'll bring the dress over tomorrow, Sakura-chan! Ja ne!"
"Ja ne!" Sakura closed the door and sighed. Tomorrow was going to be very long.
A/N: kinda stupid ending, but I gotta space it out a little. I'll write more soon! Ja ne!
Part 2, The Project
A/N: Sup? This is the second part to my story, hope ya like it! Gomen for taking so, SO long, but it was hard for me to come up with how... well, the plot. Arigatou-gozaimasu soooo much to my friend Andrew for helping me out. And thanks to all you pplz who reviewed! Enjoy!
"Shizukani, class. We will be starting on a project for this unit, and I will be selecting your partners."
There were various whispers to be heard around Motimiya-sensei's class. One girl in particular was groaning.
"Hoeee. This project is worth 1/4th of our grade and my worst subject is math!" Sakura let her head drop until her forehead hit the desk.
Syaoran noticed Sakura's mood and instinctively went to comfort her. "It'll be ok Sakura-chan. We're doing these in pairs, so there will be people to help you." He smiled briefly at the pretty girl.
'Syaoran looks so kawaii when he smiles. Mou, all of those camera flashes must have got to me yesterday, I'm thinking weird thoughts.' Sakura thought about the bright white flashes of the press cameras and her head began to spin.
Motimiya-sensei began to read off the pairs. "Rika-san and Eiji-san. Izumi-san and Myuki-san... Syaoran-san and Tomoyo-san." The teacher looked around the room and back at the list. He frowned when he saw that Sakura didn't have a partner. "Hai, class, you may switch seats to work with your partner now." The sensei walked over to Sakura. "Sumimasen, Sakura-san. It seems that we have an uneven amount of people. Don't worry, I will work with you."
Sakura smiled gratefully at her teacher. "Arigatou, sensei." Just then, the bell rang to dismiss the class to lunch. "When should we work on this then?"
"We could get together after school, if you want to. Would that be alright?"
"Hai. We can go to my house and work there, Motimiya-sensei."
He smiled to indicate yes and said, "Then I will see you after school." 'Sakura-san is a very pretty girl. So sweet too, almost like Ami-san.' Amano Motimiya let his mind drift as students walked out.
(flashback)
Amano was walking along the street on a nice afternoon. A girl with long brown hair and blue eyes came up to him, wearing a school uniform and carrying a backpack.
"Konnichiwa, Amano-san" she said, blushing.
"Konnichiwa, Ami-san" he said back. He put his arm around her, gave the young girl a kiss, and they walked off.
(Back to present)
'I loved Ami-san so much. Why did she leave me?' He looked down as tears fell. 'Just because she was my student... maybe Sakura-san is my second chance at love.'
(After school)
Sakura walked over to Motimiya-sensei's class, math book in hand. 'That was nice of Motimiya-sensei to help me with the project. At least it won't be as confusing, but all of the girls in class are jealous. I guess he is pretty god-looking, he should probably be a model.' She shook her head and continued on. "Ano, Motimiya-sensei? Are you ready to go now?"
"Hai. Just let me get my bag." He gathered his books up, and a picture fell out from between his books.
Sakura picked up the worn out picture and glanced at it. It was a girl, about 17, with long brown hair, blue eyes, and a nice smile; she was wearing a long, pink dress. She gasped at the similarity between the girl and her. "H- here's your picture, sensei."
"Arigatou. I suppose you noticed the similarity between this girl and yourself. She was my student, Ami." The heartbroken look appeared again. He quickly diverted their attention. "So then, shall we go?"
Amano and Sakura sighed simultaneously. 'This is going to a long, awkward day.'
(At Sakura's house)
Amano and Sakura were sitting at the kitchen table working. As Sakura tried to figure out a problem, Amano looked around the room. There were dozens of pictures of Sakura from fashion shoots, as well as another lady who looked similar.
"Aha! Finally have this problem solved!" Sakura grinned triumphantly. "Are we going to graph the problem now, sensei?" She noticed him looking at the pictures of her and Nadeshiko. "That lady is my Okaa-san. I miss her very much."
"Sumimasen, it was just that your pictures are very beautiful. You two remind me of Ami-san. Ahh... hai, we should graph now.. Sakura-san, since we're working on this project as equals, you can call me Amano-san or Amano-sensei." He looked nervous while he said that, but Sakura could tell that he meant it. 'Calling me by my first name doesn't mean anything, right? Even if this is the same thing that happened to Ami and I, this is different.' He tried to convince himself that it was true.
"If you really don't mind then, Amano-sensei. Would you like some pudding?" Sakura tried to get rid of the tension by being her cheerful self again.
"Why don't I take you out for some ice cream instead? I have found that it always eases a troubled or cluttered mind." Amano looked at Sakura and waited patiently for an answer.
Sakura smiled happily at the offer. "Hai! Let's go then!" They got their coats and walked out.
(After eating ice cream)
Sakura and Amano walked along the street back toward Sakura's house. When they reached the large yellow home, Amano said goodbye.
"Arigatou for the ice cream, Amano-sensei! See you tomorrow!" Sakura waved goodbye. He waved back and walked away.
Sakura sighed and plopped down on her bed. For some reason, she just couldn't get Amano off of her mind, or the girl he had the picture of. 'I wonder what happened between sensei and that girl Ami. Amano only mentioned that she was his student, but his look said they were in love.' Another thought was coming out, about how Sakura and Ami were so much alike, and how Amano seemed to be very... well, interested in Sakura. For what seemed like the millionth time that day, Sakura shook her head to get rid of that thought. 'There's nothing going on. Ami just happens to look like me, that's all. Nothing is happening between Amano and me.' As that thought was pushed back, another one came forward. 'Okaa-san fell in love with otou-san when she was in high school. I wonder if she was confused too, or was she sure that otou-san was her true love?' Before Sakura could think about that question more, the phone interrupted her. She walked over and picked it up. "Hai, moshi moshi."
"Sakura-chan? Tomoyo desu. Did you hear about the fundraising event on Saturday?"
"Nani? What are you talking about Tomoyo-chan?"
"The principle just announced it today. They're going to have people bid for a date with a student, under certain rules, though. You're going to be one of the dates, Sakura-chan!"
"NANI!!!! Tomoyo-chan, how did that happen? You didn't do anything, did you?"
"Iie. The principle selected students randomly. Perhaps Li-kun will try to get a date!"
"Hoe? Why would he do that Tomoyo-chan? He isn't that protective."
Tomoyo sweat dropped. 'After all these years, she still doesn't get it. You would think that a 16 year old would catch on sooner or later.' "Ano... I was just saying, he might want to make sure that you won't get hurt... hehe."
Sakura gave Tomoyo an odd look and shrugged. "As long as it's for charity, I guess I'll do it."
(Next day at school- Friday)
Sakura walked into class a few minutes before the bell and greeted everyone as usual. She put her bag down and turned around to talk to Syaoran. "Syaoran-kun, how's it going with the math project?"
Syaoran sneezed, sniffled, and replied. "It's ok. Tomoyo-chan and I are almost finished. Are you doing ok, Sakura-chan?"
"Hai, we finished. Demo, Syaoran-kun, are you feeling alright? You look sick." She peered at his face and felt his forehead, which made Syaoran burn even more.
"Daijoubu. I'm just a little tired." Trying to hide his blushing face, Syaoran turned... only to fall out of his seat and faint.
Sakura looked alarmed at Syaoran. "Sensei, would it be ok to take Syaoran-kun to the office?"
"Hai, but don't take too long."
With that, Sakura brought him to the office. The nurse promised to take care of Syaoran and bring him home.
(After school)
Tomoyo and Sakura walked home together, discussing the charity auction. "Skura-chan, I made the most kawaii dress for you to wear on Saturday!"
Sakura sweat dropped. "Tomyo-chan, it doesn't have frills and bows, does it?"
"Oh no Sakura-chan! You're too grown-up for that now! I made a dress with a lot of lace though!" She began to drift into space, leaving Sakura to think about other matters.
"I wonder if Syaoran-kun is feeling better. Maybe I'll stop by tomorrow."
"Good idea, Sakura-chan! Maybe you can give him a kiss to make him feel better!" Tomoyo giggled at her friend. Li-kun would kill her if he found out she said that.
"Hoe? Why would that help, Tomoyo-chan? I thought medicine cured colds?"
Tomoyo fell over anime style. 'Still as dense as ever. Will she ever get it?'
When the two girls reached Sakura's house, Tomoyo waved goodbye. "I'll bring the dress over tomorrow, Sakura-chan! Ja ne!"
"Ja ne!" Sakura closed the door and sighed. Tomorrow was going to be very long.
A/N: kinda stupid ending, but I gotta space it out a little. I'll write more soon! Ja ne!