* : thoughts
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CLAMP owns Card Captor Sakura!!!! I don't!!!!!
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Chapter 5: It's Not My Concern
April 1
Watashi no nisshi,
It's my birthday today.
The network Tomoyo-chan and I applied in just gave us both our breaks. That was kind of fast, it was almost mind-boggling.
But no matter. I'm a professional actress now.
I find it ironic because for six years now I've been acting happy. Maybe that's why I was picked. I have toms of ptactice.
An actress.
Happy outside.
But still crying.
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The week went by without much fanfare, but by Friday Meilin's house was buzzing.
Meilin had insisted on taking the girls shopping for stuff to wear that night.
Sakura needed help. She never wore gowns, so she never picked any out for herself before. She always wore the stuff her
stylist would give her. The last time she wore a gown on her own was for a play in sixth grade.
*And speaking of sixth-grade plays...*
Sakura remembered about that pivotal time of confession to Syaoran. It seemed a like a long time.
*"Syaoran-kun wa ichiban da yo!"*
*Now I really hate myself. I really do.*
"This is the one!" Tomoyo yelled triumphantly.
Sakura closed her eyes. *I bet it's pink, ruffly, balloony and has ribbons everywhere. In other words, typical Tomoyo.*
She was right about it being pink. She was wrong about everytjhing else.
Really. The dress was one of the simplest ever that Tomoyo made her wear. It had no frills, no silly lace, no bells, no
ridiculous ruffles. Spaghetti straps. Silver thread. Long skirt. After which, nada. Sakura was awed.
"Nice choice. Let's see her in it," Meilin said.
Perfect fit.
Both Meilin and Tomoyo were nodding in approval.
And Sakura couldn't bring herself to say no to the dress. It was too beautiful.
However, she couldn't bring herself to deny Tomoyo and Meilin's motives. You put them together, and they SCHEME.
*Oh, well.*
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Nightfall arrived and in the gardens the trees were draped in fairy lights and lamps.
The moon was out, full brilliance, and the stars were shining. Perfect.
*Meilin, what are you trying to do to me?* Syaoran thought as he and Ming-na entered.
And there she was.
In the middle of the garden standing alone looking up at the stars.
"Who's she?" Ming-na asked. "She looks familiar."
"Xiao Lang! Ming-na!" Meilin greeted. "How are you guys?"
"Great, thanks," Ming-na replied. "Meilin, who's the woman in pink?"
Meilin turned. "Oh! Come on, I'll introduce you."
She tapped Sakura's shoulder. "Sakura-chan."
Sakura turned. "Hey."
"Ming-na, this is Kinomoto Sakura. Sakura-chan, this is Wong Ming-na," Meilin introduced.
"Pleased to meet you," Sakura said.
"You, too. Have we met? I think I've seen you somewhere before..." Ming-na trailed off. "Oh, no,
wait, we haven't met. I saw your picture in an Issey Miyake boutique. Are you a model?"
Sakura smiled. "I've modeled for Miyake-sama once or twice."
Ming-na pulled Syaoran over. "This is my boyfriend, Li Xiao Lang."
Something flickered in the depths of Sakura's green eyes for but a second. Then it was lost.
"We've met."
"Really? Where?" Ming-na questioned.
"We were all classmates in fifth grade," Sakura explained.
"You didn't tell me that!" Ming-na scolded Syaoran.
"It didn't occur to me," Syaoran replied.
Tomoyo came up to them. "Hello."
"May I introduce my best friend. Daidouji Tomoyo," Sakura said. "Tomoyo-chan, this is Wong Ming-na.
Li-kun's girlfriend."
"You're the top singer at Universal! I have your CD!" Ming-na said.
"Thanks a lot," Tomoyo replied. "Sakura-chan, Eriol wants to talk to you over the cell phone."
"Excuse us for a second," Sakura told the group. Then she walked away with Tomoyo.
"Hai, Sakura desu," Sakura said into the phone.
"Happy birthday, Sakura-chan," Hiragizawa Eriol said.
"Matte! That's not 'til three days away!" Sakura exclaimed.
"I wanted to be the first."
"You sure are! Are you going to Japan?"
"Maybe. Or maybe I'll just go there and leave with you guys. Would that be
all right?"
"That would be great!"
"Demo, Sakura-chan, are you all right? Tomoyo told me about the suitcase
thing."
"Oh, that? It was nothing, really, Eriol-kun. Nothing happened."
"And Li?"
"Li-kun is all right. I just met his girlfriend. Very nice."
Eriol got the general feeling that Sakura wasn't being totally honest but decided to let the matter go. "All right. Let me talk to Tomoyo again."
Sakura handed the phone back to her best friend and walked out into the edge of the dance floor. There she saw Ming-na and Syaoran, dancing. She noticed the protective arm on Ming-na's waist as they whirled around.
And she began to wonder which was worse: that, or the diamond solitaire ring on Ming-na's finger.
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CLAMP owns Card Captor Sakura!!!! I don't!!!!!
~~
Chapter 5: It's Not My Concern
April 1
Watashi no nisshi,
It's my birthday today.
The network Tomoyo-chan and I applied in just gave us both our breaks. That was kind of fast, it was almost mind-boggling.
But no matter. I'm a professional actress now.
I find it ironic because for six years now I've been acting happy. Maybe that's why I was picked. I have toms of ptactice.
An actress.
Happy outside.
But still crying.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The week went by without much fanfare, but by Friday Meilin's house was buzzing.
Meilin had insisted on taking the girls shopping for stuff to wear that night.
Sakura needed help. She never wore gowns, so she never picked any out for herself before. She always wore the stuff her
stylist would give her. The last time she wore a gown on her own was for a play in sixth grade.
*And speaking of sixth-grade plays...*
Sakura remembered about that pivotal time of confession to Syaoran. It seemed a like a long time.
*"Syaoran-kun wa ichiban da yo!"*
*Now I really hate myself. I really do.*
"This is the one!" Tomoyo yelled triumphantly.
Sakura closed her eyes. *I bet it's pink, ruffly, balloony and has ribbons everywhere. In other words, typical Tomoyo.*
She was right about it being pink. She was wrong about everytjhing else.
Really. The dress was one of the simplest ever that Tomoyo made her wear. It had no frills, no silly lace, no bells, no
ridiculous ruffles. Spaghetti straps. Silver thread. Long skirt. After which, nada. Sakura was awed.
"Nice choice. Let's see her in it," Meilin said.
Perfect fit.
Both Meilin and Tomoyo were nodding in approval.
And Sakura couldn't bring herself to say no to the dress. It was too beautiful.
However, she couldn't bring herself to deny Tomoyo and Meilin's motives. You put them together, and they SCHEME.
*Oh, well.*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nightfall arrived and in the gardens the trees were draped in fairy lights and lamps.
The moon was out, full brilliance, and the stars were shining. Perfect.
*Meilin, what are you trying to do to me?* Syaoran thought as he and Ming-na entered.
And there she was.
In the middle of the garden standing alone looking up at the stars.
"Who's she?" Ming-na asked. "She looks familiar."
"Xiao Lang! Ming-na!" Meilin greeted. "How are you guys?"
"Great, thanks," Ming-na replied. "Meilin, who's the woman in pink?"
Meilin turned. "Oh! Come on, I'll introduce you."
She tapped Sakura's shoulder. "Sakura-chan."
Sakura turned. "Hey."
"Ming-na, this is Kinomoto Sakura. Sakura-chan, this is Wong Ming-na," Meilin introduced.
"Pleased to meet you," Sakura said.
"You, too. Have we met? I think I've seen you somewhere before..." Ming-na trailed off. "Oh, no,
wait, we haven't met. I saw your picture in an Issey Miyake boutique. Are you a model?"
Sakura smiled. "I've modeled for Miyake-sama once or twice."
Ming-na pulled Syaoran over. "This is my boyfriend, Li Xiao Lang."
Something flickered in the depths of Sakura's green eyes for but a second. Then it was lost.
"We've met."
"Really? Where?" Ming-na questioned.
"We were all classmates in fifth grade," Sakura explained.
"You didn't tell me that!" Ming-na scolded Syaoran.
"It didn't occur to me," Syaoran replied.
Tomoyo came up to them. "Hello."
"May I introduce my best friend. Daidouji Tomoyo," Sakura said. "Tomoyo-chan, this is Wong Ming-na.
Li-kun's girlfriend."
"You're the top singer at Universal! I have your CD!" Ming-na said.
"Thanks a lot," Tomoyo replied. "Sakura-chan, Eriol wants to talk to you over the cell phone."
"Excuse us for a second," Sakura told the group. Then she walked away with Tomoyo.
"Hai, Sakura desu," Sakura said into the phone.
"Happy birthday, Sakura-chan," Hiragizawa Eriol said.
"Matte! That's not 'til three days away!" Sakura exclaimed.
"I wanted to be the first."
"You sure are! Are you going to Japan?"
"Maybe. Or maybe I'll just go there and leave with you guys. Would that be
all right?"
"That would be great!"
"Demo, Sakura-chan, are you all right? Tomoyo told me about the suitcase
thing."
"Oh, that? It was nothing, really, Eriol-kun. Nothing happened."
"And Li?"
"Li-kun is all right. I just met his girlfriend. Very nice."
Eriol got the general feeling that Sakura wasn't being totally honest but decided to let the matter go. "All right. Let me talk to Tomoyo again."
Sakura handed the phone back to her best friend and walked out into the edge of the dance floor. There she saw Ming-na and Syaoran, dancing. She noticed the protective arm on Ming-na's waist as they whirled around.
And she began to wonder which was worse: that, or the diamond solitaire ring on Ming-na's finger.