Hi out there, all you CCS fans! The not-so-long-awaited
second chapter of IT'S JUST A LITTLE CRUSH… is up!!!! In this chapter things
get kinda crazy, romantic, and funny all at the same time! A little more
happenings between Tomoyo and Eriol, for all you E/T shippers, as a matter of
fact, this chapter mostly revolves around them, seeing as there's not going to
much more romance between them in this fic, (it IS about Sakura and Syaoran after all,) and some things with Touya
that I'm positive you'll love! By the
way, I'm using all the old incantations before she meets Eriol and everyone,
but FROM THE MANGA, because it's not like I memorized the anime ones! And, I finally overcame my search engine
retardation (aren't you proud!) and found the complete set of lyrics for
"Crush," the song that this whole thing is sorta kinda based on! Thus, I have
good news and bad news. Which do you want first? The bad news? All right. The
bad news is that since I found all the lyrics, you can expect more songfic-ness
in the future. (I know you're groaning ~_^) But the good news is that I assure
you that it'll be very touching, but without some of the fluffiness typical
tearjerkers come with. Don't believe me, huh? Oh ye of little faith! I will
prove it to you if you read on!
DISCLAIMER: You know
that I'm gonna say that I don't own Card Captor Sakura or anything of that
sort, so I don't think I'll bother! I will, however, bother saying that the
scenarios and most of everything except the characters and their personalities
belong to me, as I made this story! I also don't own the song "Crush;" Jessica
Paige and the record company that she works with does! And, to finish off
naming all the things I don't own, I don't own most of the titles of my
chapters, because I get most of them from movies or songs. Chapter One's title
was taken from a part of the Wedding Planner, and this chapter's is from a
really pretty song called "Dimension of Love" I heard on one of the dubbed
episodes of Tenchi Muyo!
It's Just A Little
Crush…
Rated PG
Chapter Two: When The
Cherry Blossom Starts To Bloom
Sakura flopped down
onto her bed, thoroughly exhausted and baffled. She took the Clow Book from a
little hidden shelf she, Tomoyo, and Eriol had hidden behind a large sketch of
two girls under a cherry blossom tree Tomoyo had drawn for her a while back.
She opened them, and the cards arrayed themselves in a circle around her head.
"What are you doing?"
Kero asked, watching Sakura mutter to herself as she looked at every single one
of the cards. Sakura ignored him, and continued muttering to herself. Finally,
she decided what to do, and closed the book.
"Come with me, Kero,"
she said, standing up.
"Where are going?" he
asked, hovering a little behind her. She didn't answer, but chanted,
"THE KEY THAT HIDES
THE FORCES OF DARKNES…SHOW YOUR TRUE FORM BEFORE ME!"
"WAA!!!" Kero cried,
scurrying out of the way frantically to avoid the large blast of wind that
accompanied such acts of magic.
"RELEASE! FLY!!"
Wings sprouted from Sakura's back, and she shot out of her open bedroom window.
"Sakura!
Waaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!!!!!!!" Kero called, flapping his own tiny wings in a
flurry, and shooting out the window after her.
~*~*~
Sakura felt again the
rush of wind on her face as she soared over the city. Momentarily forgetting
why she was up here in the first place, she looped around a few times, then
turned over on her back, and then turned back again. She shot like an arrow
above the clouds, smiling and waving at the passing birds. Her face fell after
a minute or two, however. Flying always helped her to think when she was
confused, but for once it didn't seem to be working. Deciding she needed a
little bit of exercise to flush out her uneasiness, she landed in a secluded
clearing amidst a small, dense forest just outside the suburbs.
Letting her wings
disappear, she once again took up the staff, and immediately picked a card.
"RELEASE! SWORD!"
The staff elongated
and formed a sharp tip and edges. Taking the sword in her right hand, she held it
exactly parallel to the ground. She twisted her left foot slightly so that her
toes and foot pointed to the direct left of her body, and her right foot was
perpendicular to it, her toes touching her left foot and facing the same
direction as her outstretched arm and sword. With her short, loose black skirt
and matching tube tank, she look like some sort of lethal ballerina. After
pausing a moment to gather her concentration, she began a series of long
slashes, parries, thrusts, and various other tactics. She tuned out the world
around her as she concentrated on her performance. If she tried hard enough to
fight, her strange fluttering sensation would go away. She hadn't even felt
this…strange…when Eriol arrived, or when she had to face a magical problem. This
was much worse. Her feelings weren't so mush fear, danger, or anything of that
nature, but more like…a sense of adrenaline. But different…in a way. It was all
so confusing!
Sakura slashed
fiercely, forcing her thoughts back. When she had begun to sweat a little, even
in the chilly autumn air, she was satisfied.
Coming out of the
meditative state she always entered when fencing, she looked around to see a
very disgruntled Kero hovering nearby.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK
YOU WERE DOING!?" he yelled, red faced, or as red faced as a stuffed
animal-slash-magical-guardian-beast-with-wings could get. "YOU ALMOST CLEAVED
ME IN HALF!"
"No, I didn't Kero,"
Sakura explained. "I was only practicing my fencing, so I just wanted the sword
to be blunt. The worst thing that could've happened to you would've been a
little bump, is all. Besides, you should've stayed out of the way," she added
matter-of-factly, letting her wand take its own shape, and taking out another
card.
"We're going home now
anyway. RELEASE!! FLY!!" Sakura once
again took off, carelessly flying just a bit above the trees, with a thoughtful
Kero trailing behind her.
~*~*~
Meanwhile…
"Hey, Tomoyo!" The
raven-haired teenager sitting at the third floor window of the music suite at
her house looked down out the window towards the familiar voice, and saw Eriol
waving jovially.
"Hi Eriol! What are
you doing here? How'd you get past the g…" Tomoyo started to say, then saw the
guards that usually watched the entrance to the estate rush over. One grabbed a
calm Eriol who was making no move to escape the bonds of the strong woman,
while another woman regarded Tomoyo.
"You know this kid?"
she asked, pointing at the softly grinning boy in her partner's grip. Tomoyo
nodded.
"He's a friend of
mine that came at my invitation, and he just wanted to stroll the grounds."
"Oh. You can let go,
Shika." The woman holding Eriol let go.
"Next time Mistress
Tomoyo, could you inform us of your visitors? We wouldn't want anymore
mistakes."
"Of course. It
must've slipped my mind. You may continue with your duties." The two women
bowed and strolled out of sight. When they were out of earshot, Tomoyo asked
Eriol,
"Can't you ever do
anything normally?" He shook his head, with a laugh from Tomoyo.
"So what are you doing
here?" she pursued.
"I was just wondering
if you wanted to go visit the new art exhibit with me. It opens in about an
hour, so we can get something to eat on the way."
"Okay. Let me just
get dressed, and I'll be right down." Tomoyo rushed silently out of the music
suite, and entered her huge bedroom just across the hall that looked almost
like a house in itself. Picking out one of her latest designs in dresses for
herself, she dressed herself quickly, then pinned her up in a large, braided
bun on her head, letting the rest of her hair cascade down her back on a
ponytail. Taking a little purse and putting her video camera in just in case,
she left word with one of the servants that she was going out with her friend,
and should be back within a few hours. She then walked around the grounds,
until she saw Eriol leaning against a tree just outside the music suite, right
where she had left him.
"Ready?" he asked,
offering an arm. Tomoyo nodded and took it, and walked him off the grounds,
waving to Shika and her partner at the front gate.
"So where are we
going to eat?"
"I was thinking that
new pizzeria place right by the museum, so we can make sure not to be late."
(A/N: Do they even HAVE good old-fashioned Italian pizzerias in Japan? I feel
sorry for them if they don't. Nothing like eating a slice of pizza given to you
by a waiter with an Italian/New Jersey accent dripping with sarcasm…SJW
daydreaming and drooling happily…)
"Great! I haven't had
some nice, thick garlic rolls in a long time!"
Arriving at the
little restaurant, Eriol held the door open for Tomoyo and followed her inside.
Sitting down at a little booth, they ordered and waited for their order to
come, chatting softly about little insignificant things. When they had
finished, they left and walked across the street to the museum, where various
people stood about in the lobby buying their admission. Tomoyo and Eriol did so
too, and followed the signs indicating the new exhibit that they were there to
see.
Tomoyo grabbed Eriol
by the hand and rushed over to a particular painting of two girls under a
cherry blossom tree. Under it was the name "TOMOYO DAIDOUJI" on a little brass
plate.
"My painting! How did
it get here!" she exclaimed, staring happily at it.
"I thought it would
be nice to see your work finally recognized, so I entered it," Eriol replied,
grinning at Tomoyo.
"You did? Oh, Eriol,
how wonderful!" she quickly enfolded him in a tight hug, then continued to
stare happily at her work, still holding Eriol's hand.
"Isn't it beautiful?"
she murmured.
"I've seen things
more beautiful," Eriol said softly, looking at Tomoyo in a way she had never
seen him do before.
"Really?" she
asked, looking back at him.
"Really."
"Like what?" she continued,
knowing what the answer would be. Her heart beat uncontrollably against her rib
cage.
"Like you," he
answered, staring deep into her violet eyes. She blushed as Eriol cupped her
face in his left hand and lifted her head up to his, but didn't resist in the
least. He leaned into her, and she allowed his lips to brush over hers,
relishing in the feel of it. She leaned into the kiss, trying to make it last.
They parted, and
Tomoyo hugged Eriol fiercely, then finally let go, allowing his arm to sneak
its way around her waist.
"That was fun," she
commented with a silly grin.
"We should do that
again sometime," Erriol agreed, and they walked together along the hall of the
museum, admiring the paintings.
~*~*~
Ding-dong! Syaoran impatiently rung the bell at Sakura's house once
more, and doubt started to force its way into his mind. What if she was
avoiding him? What if she hated him? He didn't think he could deal with the
pain.
But finally the door
creaked open. However, it wasn't Sakura that stood in the threshold.
It was Touya.
"Umm…" Syaoran
mumbled, just before Touya exploded.
"YOU LITTLE PUNK!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! IF YOU'RE HERE TO SEE MY SISTER, SHE WENT OUT! AND
SHE WAS REALLY ACTING WEIRD TOO! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER, SCUM?! YOU STAY AWAY
FROM MY LITTLE SISTER, SHE DOESN'T NEED LITTLE PUNKS LIKE YOU RUINING HER
REPUT…"
"Touya, calm down!"
came a voice from inside the house, grabbing the black-haired young man just in
time to keep him from pulverizing Syaoran.
"I'm sure he didn't
do anything, right?" Syaoran could now see that the other voice belonged to
Yukito. The brown-haired teen nodded vigorously.
"And he even has
something for Sakura," Yukito added, pointing at the wrapped up bundle in
Syaoran's arms. He nodded again.
"See, there's nothing
wrong. Do you want me to give this to Sakura for you?" Yuki asked politely.
"No, it's okay. Uh,
bye!" and Syaoran ran off to the park, where he would wait for a while for
Sakura to get home.
It was then that he
realized that it would take a tad more effort to let Sakura fall in love with
him.
~*~*~
Sorry it was so short
guys, but I thought it was pretty cute. Don't you? As always, send me your
thoughts, no flames, you should know the routine. Until we meet again…