"Ah! Sakura-sama!"
Part 4
Introducing...!
by Killiko Jun
killiko_jun@yahoo.com
A/N: I hope everyone likes my story so far ^_^; Though it
does drag a bit. Yes, yes, I'm aware that these parts
come out at the rate of a glacier in the Ice Age, but I'm
typing, I'm typing!
Jie Jien!
"LOVE. And. PEACE!"
-Vash the Stampede, Trigun
~~~~~~~~~
When he woke up that morning, instead of feeling
a throbbing headache or fatigue in his muscles, he felt
refreshed. Syaoran inhaled the morning air that delightfully
tingled with dew and smoke.
Wait a minute... smoke?
Syaoran bolted from his makeshift bed and quickly
ran through the temple, searching for the source. If there
was a fire, the whole temple could be burnt down!
He passed by the kitchen door and then hurridely
backtracked. What he saw immediately induced a
sweatdrop to form.
Pile of dishes and oddly-coloured masses
adorned the small kitchen counter. The stove itself
looked like it was going through World War and
it didn't help that something gunky was dripping
from the ceiling. It resembled something like
pancake batter.
"Kero-chan, are you absolutely SURE that your
supposed to put maple syrup into the cereal bowl and
the milk into the frying pan with the eggs and bacon?"
Sakura asked, her face entirely suspicious of Kero.
"Of course I'm sure!" Kero stroked his chin,
trying to look the expert, "I mean, I've watched PLENTY
of mortal cooking shows and that's what you do to make
a breakfast though Kami-sama knows why you'd want to
cook anything for the gaki."
"Ano," Syaoran swore that there was a light blush
on Sakura's face, "I just want to show how grateful I
am of Li-san!"
"SAKURA-CHAN! The frying pan!!!" Kero screamed
urgently as the Goddess turned around, alarmed.
"HO-EEEHHHH!!!!" she panicked as the frying
pan suddenly erupted in flames. She had completely
forgotten about the bacon and the bottle of cooking oil.
Thinking quickly, Syaoran grabbed a nearby
extinguisher and aimed it at the stove. Before anyone
knew it, the whole kitchen began to flood with white
gas. As the scene cleared, Sakura sweatdropped
at the bedraggled-looking Syaoran in front of her.
Something about his dead pan look reminded her
so very much of her brother.
Sweatdropping, Sakura scratched the back of her
head. She chuckled nervously and greeted the mortal.
"Aa... Good morning Li-san! I, um, made some
breakfast for you!" she offered as she tried to scrounge
a plate of weary-looking food stuffs.
Syaoran blinked. He didn't know whether to
feel surprised that the Goddess made breakfast for him
or be irked at the mess of bacon bits, marshamallows,
maple syrup and yolk. He had to admit though,
he was touched by her effort.
Sakura shrunk back as Syaoran remained silent.
Whenever her brother did that, it usually meant 'You baka
kajuu! Don't you know even how to cook the mortral way?
Just move over and let me cook unless you want Heaven
to turn into Hell'.
Of course, she would silence him with a righteous
'KAJUU THIS!' kick, but that wouldn't be grateful of her
if she did that to Syaoran.
Syaoran gingerly dipped a finger into the motley
breakfast and sampled it. Sakura shrunk back, surprised.
She waited for the incoming reaction as she tried to
hide behind her plate.
He swallowed..
It was amazing at just how many colours a
human being can change into in 3 seconds flat. After Syaoran
recovered from the shade of purple his complexion had,
he coughed and nodded.
"It's not bad," he managed without twitching his
eye.
"Really? Sugoi!" Sakura chirped, metaphorical
flowers and happy happy things surrounding her.
Syaoran nodded and reminded himself to take the
Peptol Bismol later.
"Hmm... it tastes good?" Kero questionned,
scooping a pawful of the breakfast in his paw. He quickly
ingested it.
Syaoran slapped his forehead as a second later,
the yellow beast dropped from the air, nosediving into
the kitchen floor.
"Kero-chan!" Sakura gasped in shock at her
now inanimate, swirly-eyed guardian.
"On second thought, let me cook, alright?"
Syaoran sighed as he gathered up the pots and pans.
~~~~~~~~~
The rest of the morning went along rather well.
After the mess was cleaned up and numerous apologies
from Sakura (which were waved off by Syaoran), Syaoran
cooked a decent breakfast with a few groceries he bought
at a supermarket near by. When he returned from the
supermarket, he was amazed to see that the temple was
cleaned up. It's dusty, dank floors were gleaming in the
sunlight. The paper-thin doors slid smoothly and without
obtrusion. He even spotted a new laundry line at the back.
Kero-chan, somewhat recovered, gorged himself in
a box of ice cream that Syaoran grundgingly bought...
out of sympathy.
In the afternoon, he arranged and organized the rooms,
giving his futon to Sakura after promising her that he'd
buy another one for himself.
But there were still many things to do. The temple,
though abandoned, did not officially belong to them.
He had to go through some paperwork, but Kami-sama
seemed to be on his side today, and he quickly made little
work of it.
By 5 o'clock that evening, Syaoran stood tall on the porch,
relieved and proud. Sakura plopped down and brushed
a flick of her hair away from her eyes.
"I never knew doing so many chores was so...
invigorating!" she breathed as she smiled at Syaoran.
"Invigorating?" he grumbled, "Yeah right! My legs
still hurts from running around so much today."
"Mou... I know you've done worst Li-san! Your sword
exercises can't have been worst than running around, doing
some errands!" Sakura retorted playfully.
"How did you know I can use the sword?" Syaoran
asked, suspicious.
"Well," Sakura said, using her matter-of-fact tone,
"It's sort of hard to miss a sword as big as yours when
cleaning up your room."
Syaron blushed, thinking himself stupid. But,
unlike the chastising he was so accustomed to
when he was back home, Sakura's eyes were alit
with light humour.
"Li-san shouldn't be so holed up like that.
You should smile more often," Sakura smiled.
An almost inperceptible smile graced his features
and in Sakura's heart, she knew that he was greatful.
~~~~~~~~~
Later that night, Syaoran had the phone installed
at the temple. He hesitated as he reached to punch in a
phone number.
'Should I tell her?' he thought, reluctant. 'But
what would she say if she saw Sakura?'
Syaroan shook his head. 'She is family after
all. It can't hurt to talk.'
But something in the back of his mind
was bapping him for being such a moronic
baka.
~~~~~~~~~
When Kero woke up that morning, instead of
feeling lethargic or with a stomach ache, he felt
remarkably... energetic.
He flew out of the makeshift, doll-house sized
bed next to Sakura's and stretched his little muscles.
He evn did a great show trying to show off a kata.
His stomach growled louder than a Tokyo
earthquake and he had the decency to blush as
Sakura rolled over in her bed, clad in a loose
red, navy and white T-shirt and green sweats..
Kero's gaze shifted to the brand new alarm clock
sitting on the table and was surprised to see that
it was already 7 o'clock.
His stomach growled once more, inducing
Kero to forget whatever train of thought he had and
to dash to the kitchen.
He almost howled in laughter right there.
Syaoran was at the stove... wearing a pink frilly
apron.
"YOU STUPID STUFFED ANIMAL! WHAT
ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!" Syaoran yelled as
he righteously made a fist, the trademark glare
on his face. Fan girls swooned.
"Aha ha ha ha ha ha!!" Kero cried as he
flailed his tiny paws in the air. He continued into
his peals of laughter.
"I had oil jumping out of the pan and didn't want
my clothes to get dirty!" Syaoran explained, but knew
that it felt to deaf ears.
In actuality, Kero was feeling tenacious AND
energetic today and swiped a fresh hash brown
from the frying pan, juggling it between his paws before
taking a tiny, and kawaii, bite into the tidbit.
He was practically crying, "This tastes so..."
Kero stopped himself. He was JUST about
to compliment the brat. "Nothing!"
Syaoran barely deflected the stuffed animal
with his spatula and began to chase the laughing stuffed
animal around the house: he, cursing in Chinese
and Japanese and Kero, teasing mercilessly about
'the girly brat'.
Sakura woke up just right now, sliding her
screen door open. Groggily, she asked, "Ne Kero-chan,
why are you so loud? It's still so early in the..?"
She suddenly found herself tackled to the floor.
Her head spun and as her vision cleared, she realized
what had happened.
"Ano... can you please get off me Li-san?"
Sakura shifted uncomfortably. Her heart was beating
fast and her face was warming up... what was wrong
with her?
A knocking came to the door and Kero swerved
around the corner, "I'LL GET IT!!!"
"NO! You stupid stuffed animal! DON'T!!" Syaoran
cried, a strange urgency in his voice.
"Ohayo! What can I do for you?!" Kero greeted,
nimbly chewing the hash brown as Syaoran dropped
on the floor, twitching for the impending doom.
"NI HAO SYAORAN! It's me!" a raven-haired,
slim girl decked in a yellow T-shirt and jeans greeted
genkily, holding a newly aquired shopping
bag, "Guess what I got from the Twin Bell Shopping mall?
It is THE best housewarming gift ever!! And..."
The wheels begin to turn in the young girl's
head as she registered what was in front of her.
First, there was the talking, yellow toy that
was floating in the air and that had greeted her a
'Good Morning".
Second, she saw Syaoran on the floor.
Tangled in another GIRL'S legs and body.
Third, they were both blushing furiously
as if being caught in the act.
Fourth, that GIRL was wearing the shirt
she had given to SYAORAN on his arrival to
Japan.
So, it only took a matter of minutes for
her to prioritize her thoughts.
"GET OFF SYAORAN!!" she screeched,
blowing everyone an inch or two backwards.
Then, she stalked towards Sakura, the glare
and indignance evident on her face. She gruffly
grabbed the front of her shirt and stared at her
face.
"Ano... who are you?" Sakura asked weakly,
being on the receiving end of a familiar glare.
"I," the young girl impulsively and implicitly
emphasized, "Am Syaoran's close cousin and
his FIANCEE, LI MEILIN!"
"Ho-ehh..." Sakura sweatdropped as
Syaoran sighed resignedly.
~~~~~~~~~
"... so that's why her and the stuffed animal
are here at the temple with me."
Li Meilin, advanced practioner of martial
arts, sipped her cup of tea somewhat distastefully.
Oh no, it wasn't the tea that was bad, no not at all. In fact,
it was one of the best she ever drank before.
No, it was the company.
Syaoran recognized the look on Meilin's face
and groaned inwardly. Sakura sweatdropped as
a tick in Meilin's left eye started to twitch erratically.
"So... this is very interesting, isn't it?" Kero
noted, half paying attention as he was still munching
on a plate of hash browns.
"Let me get this straight!" Meiline exclaimed as she
slammed her hands on the table. She pointed to Sakura,
"This... this GIRL is some sort of Goddess sent from
Heaven to grant you a wish... and she's decided to
stay with you?!"
Syaoran nodded. Sakura spoke, "Well, in actuality,
Li-san's wish was to..."
Syaoran promptly covered her mouth with his
hand and she jumped a bit in surprise, "Ah... My wish
hasn't be granted yet! Right, Sakura?"
She nodded, though not without looking at him
with a Look. Syaoran returned it with an "I'll explain it
to you later" urgency in his face.
Meilin crossed her arms, not liking that her
Syaoran was touching another girl like that
"Well, I can honestly say that I believe you guys...
but only because I know Syaoran wouldn't lie to me!"
then, she turned to Sakura, "but that gives no excuse
for you to put moves on my FIANCEE, ya got that?!"
"W-whatever you say," Sakura replied, and to
herself, "why me?"
Kero, after cleanly polishing off his portion of hash
browns and licking the plate clean, crossed his arms
and floated in mid-air.
"Meilin, we have to make you promise us now
that you keep this all a secret. It's a very grave manner
because we were originally sent here to catch demons and
watch what sort of activity they have been up to," Kero
stared right into the Chinese girl's eyes, "if demons
ever found out that a Goddess and a magical creature
reside here in an undercover status, they'll do anything,
even killing mortals, to destroy us."
"So, in other words, we can't guarantee your safety
if you speak word of any of this," Kero summed up.
Meilin, aghast, nodded numbly. She fully comprehended
the situation, though her mind screamed at the irrationality
and incredibility of the situation. Her heart knew otherwise
and she always trusted her heart.
An uncomfortable silence ensued. Sakura stood up
and extended a hand to Meilin.
"We never properly introduced ourselves. You can
call me Sakura. I am a First Class Goddess," Sakura
smiled, "Yoroshiku."
Meilin allowed a smile to briefly play on her lips.
She seemed harmless enough, though she was still
irked at the fact that another girl was living with her
Syaoran.
"You can call me Meilin," she replied.
A thought occured to her as she dropped her
hand from their handshake. Meilin turned towards
Syaoran, her catty red eyes inquiring.
"Syaoran, how do you intend to explain all this
to your mother?"
Everyone sweatdropped.
Part 4
Introducing...!
by Killiko Jun
killiko_jun@yahoo.com
A/N: I hope everyone likes my story so far ^_^; Though it
does drag a bit. Yes, yes, I'm aware that these parts
come out at the rate of a glacier in the Ice Age, but I'm
typing, I'm typing!
Jie Jien!
"LOVE. And. PEACE!"
-Vash the Stampede, Trigun
~~~~~~~~~
When he woke up that morning, instead of feeling
a throbbing headache or fatigue in his muscles, he felt
refreshed. Syaoran inhaled the morning air that delightfully
tingled with dew and smoke.
Wait a minute... smoke?
Syaoran bolted from his makeshift bed and quickly
ran through the temple, searching for the source. If there
was a fire, the whole temple could be burnt down!
He passed by the kitchen door and then hurridely
backtracked. What he saw immediately induced a
sweatdrop to form.
Pile of dishes and oddly-coloured masses
adorned the small kitchen counter. The stove itself
looked like it was going through World War and
it didn't help that something gunky was dripping
from the ceiling. It resembled something like
pancake batter.
"Kero-chan, are you absolutely SURE that your
supposed to put maple syrup into the cereal bowl and
the milk into the frying pan with the eggs and bacon?"
Sakura asked, her face entirely suspicious of Kero.
"Of course I'm sure!" Kero stroked his chin,
trying to look the expert, "I mean, I've watched PLENTY
of mortal cooking shows and that's what you do to make
a breakfast though Kami-sama knows why you'd want to
cook anything for the gaki."
"Ano," Syaoran swore that there was a light blush
on Sakura's face, "I just want to show how grateful I
am of Li-san!"
"SAKURA-CHAN! The frying pan!!!" Kero screamed
urgently as the Goddess turned around, alarmed.
"HO-EEEHHHH!!!!" she panicked as the frying
pan suddenly erupted in flames. She had completely
forgotten about the bacon and the bottle of cooking oil.
Thinking quickly, Syaoran grabbed a nearby
extinguisher and aimed it at the stove. Before anyone
knew it, the whole kitchen began to flood with white
gas. As the scene cleared, Sakura sweatdropped
at the bedraggled-looking Syaoran in front of her.
Something about his dead pan look reminded her
so very much of her brother.
Sweatdropping, Sakura scratched the back of her
head. She chuckled nervously and greeted the mortal.
"Aa... Good morning Li-san! I, um, made some
breakfast for you!" she offered as she tried to scrounge
a plate of weary-looking food stuffs.
Syaoran blinked. He didn't know whether to
feel surprised that the Goddess made breakfast for him
or be irked at the mess of bacon bits, marshamallows,
maple syrup and yolk. He had to admit though,
he was touched by her effort.
Sakura shrunk back as Syaoran remained silent.
Whenever her brother did that, it usually meant 'You baka
kajuu! Don't you know even how to cook the mortral way?
Just move over and let me cook unless you want Heaven
to turn into Hell'.
Of course, she would silence him with a righteous
'KAJUU THIS!' kick, but that wouldn't be grateful of her
if she did that to Syaoran.
Syaoran gingerly dipped a finger into the motley
breakfast and sampled it. Sakura shrunk back, surprised.
She waited for the incoming reaction as she tried to
hide behind her plate.
He swallowed..
It was amazing at just how many colours a
human being can change into in 3 seconds flat. After Syaoran
recovered from the shade of purple his complexion had,
he coughed and nodded.
"It's not bad," he managed without twitching his
eye.
"Really? Sugoi!" Sakura chirped, metaphorical
flowers and happy happy things surrounding her.
Syaoran nodded and reminded himself to take the
Peptol Bismol later.
"Hmm... it tastes good?" Kero questionned,
scooping a pawful of the breakfast in his paw. He quickly
ingested it.
Syaoran slapped his forehead as a second later,
the yellow beast dropped from the air, nosediving into
the kitchen floor.
"Kero-chan!" Sakura gasped in shock at her
now inanimate, swirly-eyed guardian.
"On second thought, let me cook, alright?"
Syaoran sighed as he gathered up the pots and pans.
~~~~~~~~~
The rest of the morning went along rather well.
After the mess was cleaned up and numerous apologies
from Sakura (which were waved off by Syaoran), Syaoran
cooked a decent breakfast with a few groceries he bought
at a supermarket near by. When he returned from the
supermarket, he was amazed to see that the temple was
cleaned up. It's dusty, dank floors were gleaming in the
sunlight. The paper-thin doors slid smoothly and without
obtrusion. He even spotted a new laundry line at the back.
Kero-chan, somewhat recovered, gorged himself in
a box of ice cream that Syaoran grundgingly bought...
out of sympathy.
In the afternoon, he arranged and organized the rooms,
giving his futon to Sakura after promising her that he'd
buy another one for himself.
But there were still many things to do. The temple,
though abandoned, did not officially belong to them.
He had to go through some paperwork, but Kami-sama
seemed to be on his side today, and he quickly made little
work of it.
By 5 o'clock that evening, Syaoran stood tall on the porch,
relieved and proud. Sakura plopped down and brushed
a flick of her hair away from her eyes.
"I never knew doing so many chores was so...
invigorating!" she breathed as she smiled at Syaoran.
"Invigorating?" he grumbled, "Yeah right! My legs
still hurts from running around so much today."
"Mou... I know you've done worst Li-san! Your sword
exercises can't have been worst than running around, doing
some errands!" Sakura retorted playfully.
"How did you know I can use the sword?" Syaoran
asked, suspicious.
"Well," Sakura said, using her matter-of-fact tone,
"It's sort of hard to miss a sword as big as yours when
cleaning up your room."
Syaron blushed, thinking himself stupid. But,
unlike the chastising he was so accustomed to
when he was back home, Sakura's eyes were alit
with light humour.
"Li-san shouldn't be so holed up like that.
You should smile more often," Sakura smiled.
An almost inperceptible smile graced his features
and in Sakura's heart, she knew that he was greatful.
~~~~~~~~~
Later that night, Syaoran had the phone installed
at the temple. He hesitated as he reached to punch in a
phone number.
'Should I tell her?' he thought, reluctant. 'But
what would she say if she saw Sakura?'
Syaroan shook his head. 'She is family after
all. It can't hurt to talk.'
But something in the back of his mind
was bapping him for being such a moronic
baka.
~~~~~~~~~
When Kero woke up that morning, instead of
feeling lethargic or with a stomach ache, he felt
remarkably... energetic.
He flew out of the makeshift, doll-house sized
bed next to Sakura's and stretched his little muscles.
He evn did a great show trying to show off a kata.
His stomach growled louder than a Tokyo
earthquake and he had the decency to blush as
Sakura rolled over in her bed, clad in a loose
red, navy and white T-shirt and green sweats..
Kero's gaze shifted to the brand new alarm clock
sitting on the table and was surprised to see that
it was already 7 o'clock.
His stomach growled once more, inducing
Kero to forget whatever train of thought he had and
to dash to the kitchen.
He almost howled in laughter right there.
Syaoran was at the stove... wearing a pink frilly
apron.
"YOU STUPID STUFFED ANIMAL! WHAT
ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!" Syaoran yelled as
he righteously made a fist, the trademark glare
on his face. Fan girls swooned.
"Aha ha ha ha ha ha!!" Kero cried as he
flailed his tiny paws in the air. He continued into
his peals of laughter.
"I had oil jumping out of the pan and didn't want
my clothes to get dirty!" Syaoran explained, but knew
that it felt to deaf ears.
In actuality, Kero was feeling tenacious AND
energetic today and swiped a fresh hash brown
from the frying pan, juggling it between his paws before
taking a tiny, and kawaii, bite into the tidbit.
He was practically crying, "This tastes so..."
Kero stopped himself. He was JUST about
to compliment the brat. "Nothing!"
Syaoran barely deflected the stuffed animal
with his spatula and began to chase the laughing stuffed
animal around the house: he, cursing in Chinese
and Japanese and Kero, teasing mercilessly about
'the girly brat'.
Sakura woke up just right now, sliding her
screen door open. Groggily, she asked, "Ne Kero-chan,
why are you so loud? It's still so early in the..?"
She suddenly found herself tackled to the floor.
Her head spun and as her vision cleared, she realized
what had happened.
"Ano... can you please get off me Li-san?"
Sakura shifted uncomfortably. Her heart was beating
fast and her face was warming up... what was wrong
with her?
A knocking came to the door and Kero swerved
around the corner, "I'LL GET IT!!!"
"NO! You stupid stuffed animal! DON'T!!" Syaoran
cried, a strange urgency in his voice.
"Ohayo! What can I do for you?!" Kero greeted,
nimbly chewing the hash brown as Syaoran dropped
on the floor, twitching for the impending doom.
"NI HAO SYAORAN! It's me!" a raven-haired,
slim girl decked in a yellow T-shirt and jeans greeted
genkily, holding a newly aquired shopping
bag, "Guess what I got from the Twin Bell Shopping mall?
It is THE best housewarming gift ever!! And..."
The wheels begin to turn in the young girl's
head as she registered what was in front of her.
First, there was the talking, yellow toy that
was floating in the air and that had greeted her a
'Good Morning".
Second, she saw Syaoran on the floor.
Tangled in another GIRL'S legs and body.
Third, they were both blushing furiously
as if being caught in the act.
Fourth, that GIRL was wearing the shirt
she had given to SYAORAN on his arrival to
Japan.
So, it only took a matter of minutes for
her to prioritize her thoughts.
"GET OFF SYAORAN!!" she screeched,
blowing everyone an inch or two backwards.
Then, she stalked towards Sakura, the glare
and indignance evident on her face. She gruffly
grabbed the front of her shirt and stared at her
face.
"Ano... who are you?" Sakura asked weakly,
being on the receiving end of a familiar glare.
"I," the young girl impulsively and implicitly
emphasized, "Am Syaoran's close cousin and
his FIANCEE, LI MEILIN!"
"Ho-ehh..." Sakura sweatdropped as
Syaoran sighed resignedly.
~~~~~~~~~
"... so that's why her and the stuffed animal
are here at the temple with me."
Li Meilin, advanced practioner of martial
arts, sipped her cup of tea somewhat distastefully.
Oh no, it wasn't the tea that was bad, no not at all. In fact,
it was one of the best she ever drank before.
No, it was the company.
Syaoran recognized the look on Meilin's face
and groaned inwardly. Sakura sweatdropped as
a tick in Meilin's left eye started to twitch erratically.
"So... this is very interesting, isn't it?" Kero
noted, half paying attention as he was still munching
on a plate of hash browns.
"Let me get this straight!" Meiline exclaimed as she
slammed her hands on the table. She pointed to Sakura,
"This... this GIRL is some sort of Goddess sent from
Heaven to grant you a wish... and she's decided to
stay with you?!"
Syaoran nodded. Sakura spoke, "Well, in actuality,
Li-san's wish was to..."
Syaoran promptly covered her mouth with his
hand and she jumped a bit in surprise, "Ah... My wish
hasn't be granted yet! Right, Sakura?"
She nodded, though not without looking at him
with a Look. Syaoran returned it with an "I'll explain it
to you later" urgency in his face.
Meilin crossed her arms, not liking that her
Syaoran was touching another girl like that
"Well, I can honestly say that I believe you guys...
but only because I know Syaoran wouldn't lie to me!"
then, she turned to Sakura, "but that gives no excuse
for you to put moves on my FIANCEE, ya got that?!"
"W-whatever you say," Sakura replied, and to
herself, "why me?"
Kero, after cleanly polishing off his portion of hash
browns and licking the plate clean, crossed his arms
and floated in mid-air.
"Meilin, we have to make you promise us now
that you keep this all a secret. It's a very grave manner
because we were originally sent here to catch demons and
watch what sort of activity they have been up to," Kero
stared right into the Chinese girl's eyes, "if demons
ever found out that a Goddess and a magical creature
reside here in an undercover status, they'll do anything,
even killing mortals, to destroy us."
"So, in other words, we can't guarantee your safety
if you speak word of any of this," Kero summed up.
Meilin, aghast, nodded numbly. She fully comprehended
the situation, though her mind screamed at the irrationality
and incredibility of the situation. Her heart knew otherwise
and she always trusted her heart.
An uncomfortable silence ensued. Sakura stood up
and extended a hand to Meilin.
"We never properly introduced ourselves. You can
call me Sakura. I am a First Class Goddess," Sakura
smiled, "Yoroshiku."
Meilin allowed a smile to briefly play on her lips.
She seemed harmless enough, though she was still
irked at the fact that another girl was living with her
Syaoran.
"You can call me Meilin," she replied.
A thought occured to her as she dropped her
hand from their handshake. Meilin turned towards
Syaoran, her catty red eyes inquiring.
"Syaoran, how do you intend to explain all this
to your mother?"
Everyone sweatdropped.
