1 Chapter 3
Syaoran arrived at school. He sat down in his desk, not noticing anything around him. He was deep in thought. What do I do now? Why do I feel this way?
"Hi, Syaoran!"
Syaoran jumped. "Sakura!" He blushed a deep scarlet.
"Syaoran, are you okay? You seem troubled," Sakura said.
"No. I'm fine." Syaoran lied. Sakura shrugged and sat down in her desk in front of his.
Class soon began. Syaoran laid his head down on his desk, a million thoughts running through his mind as Mr. Terada droned on. What is this that I feel for Sakura? How does my mother know? Even if I have these feelings. What can I do. I'm so confused. And, without realizing it, Syaoran fell asleep.
Syaoran saw Sakura standing in front of him, smiling. She's so pretty, he thought. But then, suddenly, the smile on her place disappeared and was replaced by a look of horror. Something he couldn't see was pulling her away. "Syaoran! Help me!" she cried in terror.
"SAKURA!" he yelled, standing up in his desk.
The entire class turned to stare at Syaoran. Sakura looked shocked. "Is there a problem, Syaoran?" asked Mr. Terada.
Syaoran suddenly realized what had happened. His face turned a million shades of red. "Uh, no, nothing's wrong." he mumbled, sitting down, more embarrassed than he'd ever been before.
Sakura turned around in her seat to face him. "Syaoran. What happened?"
"Nothing," he mumbled. Sakura looked concerned, but turned back around. Mr. Terada continued the lesson.
Syaoran began to think about the dream. What does it mean? Why would I be losing Sakura? Who would try to take her away? Maybe it's because my mother doesn't want me to be around her. But something more was nagging at him.
He had no way to know what his dream meant. But he knew one thing: He was going to have to keep an eye on Sakura, in case something happened to her.
The bell rang. Everyone got up and started to leave. Sakura turned around to face Syaoran, who blushed when she looked at him.
"Syaoran, Tomoyo and I are going out to get some ice cream. Do you want to come with us?"
Syaoran blushed even more. "OK," he replied, trying to keep cool, even though inside his stomach was turning somersaults. I need to chill, he thought. It's just ice cream, even if it is with Sakura. Besides, this will give me an excuse to keep an eye on her.
The three of them walked out of school together and down the street to the ice cream parlor. Syaoran stayed silent as he listened to Sakura and Tomoyo talk about some new TV show. I wonder if I could ever be a part of her life the way Tomoyo is, he thought, then shook his head. I need to stop doing this to myself. I might actually start believing. He sighed. It looked like he was going to be confused for a long time.
They arrived at the ice cream parlor. All three of them ordered the special: a banana split. As they sat down to wait for their ice cream, Syaoran suddenly stiffened. "Do you sense that?" he asked Sakura.
Sakura looked puzzled. "Sense what?" she asked. She and Tomoyo had been discussing their Christmas shopping.
Syaoran shook his head. "Never mind," he replied. I'm sure I felt something, he thought, but if she doesn't sense it, maybe it's just me. I'm just paranoid after that dream today. He tried to forget about it, but try as he might, he could not stop worrying about Sakura. Without realizing it, he was staring at her, wondering what he could do to keep her safe.
"Syaoran," said Sakura, "why are you staring at me?"
Syaoran blushed and looked away. He mumbled something incoherent about not meaning to. He slowly finished his ice cream without looking up. She must think I'm crazy, he thought.
After they all finished their ice cream, Syaoran could find no other excuse to follow Sakura around, so he began to walk home. Snow began to gently fall, covering the ground with a delicate white carpet. As Syaoran walked, leaving footprints in the snow, he was deep in thought.
Why am I so worried about Sakura? he thought. I've never worried about anyone like this before. Not my sisters, not my mother, not Meiling, no one. So why now? Why Sakura? What is it about her that makes me care so much about what happens to her? Why do I always do everything in my power to keep her safe, even if it means putting myself in danger? Is it because of the cards? Am I doing this out of duty, to keep the Cards Mistress safe? No, I don't think so. I think. He took a deep breath. I think I care so much about her because I like her. No, it's more than that. After all that we've been through together, the way I feel about her. I love her. The realization hit him like a sledgehammer. I love her. I really, truly am in love with Sakura. I just couldn't admit it to myself sooner. Me and my stupid pride. He decided to try the words out on his tongue. "I love Sakura," he said softly. The words had a magical sound. He smiled. Now, finally, I know. I don't have to be confused anymore. What Mother thinks is no longer important, because I love Sakura. Nothing can change that.
Suddenly, he froze. He felt something. There was something strong, and it was nearby. Something was about to happen to Sakura. He was not sure how he knew, but he knew. He turned around and ran back towards the direction Sakura and Tomoyo would be walking.
He ran frantically, as fast as he could. His breath came hard. He felt a sharp pain in his chest from breathing so hard when it was so cold. The now whirled around him, not as gently as it had earlier. Finally, when he thought he could run no more, he spotted them, walking peacefully in the snow, chatting casually. They don't know, Syaoran thought. Sakura still doesn't sense it. But to Syaoran, the sense was overpowering. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted. something. There was something following the girls. It was about to attack. Syaoran was sure of it. Without hesitation, Syaoran released his sword. "Sakura! Look out!" he yelled.
Sakura turned around. In that instant, whatever it was that had been about to attack disappeared. All Sakura saw was Syaoran standing there in a fighting stance, holding his sword and panting. "Syaoran? What's going on?"
Syaoran relaxed when he realized that the threat was gone. "Sakura, I was walking home when I sensed that something was about to attack you, so I ran back. I saw something, but it ran away when I called you." Suddenly, he realized how foolish he must look. He blushed.
"Syaoran, I didn't sense anything. How is that possible?" Sakura looked confused.
"Syaoran, relax," said Tomoyo. "You've just had a long day."
"I'm not crazy!" Syaoran yelled. "There is something after Sakura! I don't know what it is, or why it's after her, but it is!" Suddenly, he started to second-guess himself. His arguments were so weak and defensive. He almost did not believe himself. He ran his hand through his unkempt brown hair. "I. I. need to go." he stuttered, then ran off.
I don't know what's going on, thought Syaoran as he walked home, dragging his feet as he went. But I think that something's trying to take Sakura away, and as long as I'm breathing, I can't let that happen.
Author's notes: Wow, it's actually semi-long! And now I have an actual plot! ^_^ Keep reviewing! Feel free to criticize and/or give suggestions. I want to make this the best fic possible.
Syaoran arrived at school. He sat down in his desk, not noticing anything around him. He was deep in thought. What do I do now? Why do I feel this way?
"Hi, Syaoran!"
Syaoran jumped. "Sakura!" He blushed a deep scarlet.
"Syaoran, are you okay? You seem troubled," Sakura said.
"No. I'm fine." Syaoran lied. Sakura shrugged and sat down in her desk in front of his.
Class soon began. Syaoran laid his head down on his desk, a million thoughts running through his mind as Mr. Terada droned on. What is this that I feel for Sakura? How does my mother know? Even if I have these feelings. What can I do. I'm so confused. And, without realizing it, Syaoran fell asleep.
Syaoran saw Sakura standing in front of him, smiling. She's so pretty, he thought. But then, suddenly, the smile on her place disappeared and was replaced by a look of horror. Something he couldn't see was pulling her away. "Syaoran! Help me!" she cried in terror.
"SAKURA!" he yelled, standing up in his desk.
The entire class turned to stare at Syaoran. Sakura looked shocked. "Is there a problem, Syaoran?" asked Mr. Terada.
Syaoran suddenly realized what had happened. His face turned a million shades of red. "Uh, no, nothing's wrong." he mumbled, sitting down, more embarrassed than he'd ever been before.
Sakura turned around in her seat to face him. "Syaoran. What happened?"
"Nothing," he mumbled. Sakura looked concerned, but turned back around. Mr. Terada continued the lesson.
Syaoran began to think about the dream. What does it mean? Why would I be losing Sakura? Who would try to take her away? Maybe it's because my mother doesn't want me to be around her. But something more was nagging at him.
He had no way to know what his dream meant. But he knew one thing: He was going to have to keep an eye on Sakura, in case something happened to her.
The bell rang. Everyone got up and started to leave. Sakura turned around to face Syaoran, who blushed when she looked at him.
"Syaoran, Tomoyo and I are going out to get some ice cream. Do you want to come with us?"
Syaoran blushed even more. "OK," he replied, trying to keep cool, even though inside his stomach was turning somersaults. I need to chill, he thought. It's just ice cream, even if it is with Sakura. Besides, this will give me an excuse to keep an eye on her.
The three of them walked out of school together and down the street to the ice cream parlor. Syaoran stayed silent as he listened to Sakura and Tomoyo talk about some new TV show. I wonder if I could ever be a part of her life the way Tomoyo is, he thought, then shook his head. I need to stop doing this to myself. I might actually start believing. He sighed. It looked like he was going to be confused for a long time.
They arrived at the ice cream parlor. All three of them ordered the special: a banana split. As they sat down to wait for their ice cream, Syaoran suddenly stiffened. "Do you sense that?" he asked Sakura.
Sakura looked puzzled. "Sense what?" she asked. She and Tomoyo had been discussing their Christmas shopping.
Syaoran shook his head. "Never mind," he replied. I'm sure I felt something, he thought, but if she doesn't sense it, maybe it's just me. I'm just paranoid after that dream today. He tried to forget about it, but try as he might, he could not stop worrying about Sakura. Without realizing it, he was staring at her, wondering what he could do to keep her safe.
"Syaoran," said Sakura, "why are you staring at me?"
Syaoran blushed and looked away. He mumbled something incoherent about not meaning to. He slowly finished his ice cream without looking up. She must think I'm crazy, he thought.
After they all finished their ice cream, Syaoran could find no other excuse to follow Sakura around, so he began to walk home. Snow began to gently fall, covering the ground with a delicate white carpet. As Syaoran walked, leaving footprints in the snow, he was deep in thought.
Why am I so worried about Sakura? he thought. I've never worried about anyone like this before. Not my sisters, not my mother, not Meiling, no one. So why now? Why Sakura? What is it about her that makes me care so much about what happens to her? Why do I always do everything in my power to keep her safe, even if it means putting myself in danger? Is it because of the cards? Am I doing this out of duty, to keep the Cards Mistress safe? No, I don't think so. I think. He took a deep breath. I think I care so much about her because I like her. No, it's more than that. After all that we've been through together, the way I feel about her. I love her. The realization hit him like a sledgehammer. I love her. I really, truly am in love with Sakura. I just couldn't admit it to myself sooner. Me and my stupid pride. He decided to try the words out on his tongue. "I love Sakura," he said softly. The words had a magical sound. He smiled. Now, finally, I know. I don't have to be confused anymore. What Mother thinks is no longer important, because I love Sakura. Nothing can change that.
Suddenly, he froze. He felt something. There was something strong, and it was nearby. Something was about to happen to Sakura. He was not sure how he knew, but he knew. He turned around and ran back towards the direction Sakura and Tomoyo would be walking.
He ran frantically, as fast as he could. His breath came hard. He felt a sharp pain in his chest from breathing so hard when it was so cold. The now whirled around him, not as gently as it had earlier. Finally, when he thought he could run no more, he spotted them, walking peacefully in the snow, chatting casually. They don't know, Syaoran thought. Sakura still doesn't sense it. But to Syaoran, the sense was overpowering. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted. something. There was something following the girls. It was about to attack. Syaoran was sure of it. Without hesitation, Syaoran released his sword. "Sakura! Look out!" he yelled.
Sakura turned around. In that instant, whatever it was that had been about to attack disappeared. All Sakura saw was Syaoran standing there in a fighting stance, holding his sword and panting. "Syaoran? What's going on?"
Syaoran relaxed when he realized that the threat was gone. "Sakura, I was walking home when I sensed that something was about to attack you, so I ran back. I saw something, but it ran away when I called you." Suddenly, he realized how foolish he must look. He blushed.
"Syaoran, I didn't sense anything. How is that possible?" Sakura looked confused.
"Syaoran, relax," said Tomoyo. "You've just had a long day."
"I'm not crazy!" Syaoran yelled. "There is something after Sakura! I don't know what it is, or why it's after her, but it is!" Suddenly, he started to second-guess himself. His arguments were so weak and defensive. He almost did not believe himself. He ran his hand through his unkempt brown hair. "I. I. need to go." he stuttered, then ran off.
I don't know what's going on, thought Syaoran as he walked home, dragging his feet as he went. But I think that something's trying to take Sakura away, and as long as I'm breathing, I can't let that happen.
Author's notes: Wow, it's actually semi-long! And now I have an actual plot! ^_^ Keep reviewing! Feel free to criticize and/or give suggestions. I want to make this the best fic possible.
