Please don't sue me these characters belong to clamp. I hope you like this chapter I worked really hard on it and I tried my best not to make any gramatical errors or spell anything wrong.
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Thoughts
" " Speaking
The Returns: Going Back
"Xiao-Lang," yelled the teacher, "Xiao-Lang, come back to the present please." Syaoran's head slowly rose off of the desk.
"Wha-wha? Come back where?" Syaoran asked with his eyes still shut. He was obviously out of it.
"Xiao-Lang, it's your turn to answer the question. We are on number ten." Said the teacher trying to hold back a smile. She wasn't succeeding.
"Wha-wha, huh, what's going o- OH!" Syaoran's eyes suddenly snapped open and he turned bright red from embarrassment, realizing he had fallen asleep in class.
Syaoran thought, I can't believe I did that. I never fall asleep in class. I am starting to act like Sakura. First I wake up late then I fall asleep in class. What us going on?
"I am so sorry," Syaoran said still red. He rose from his seat in the back of the room. As he made his way to the board, Syaoran could feel everyone's eyes on him. He picked up a piece of chalk and answered the geometry question. Syaoran finished it as soon as he could and all but ran back to his seat. He then proceeded to hide his face in his book for the rest of the class period. Finally the bell rang, signaling the end of the class.
Sighed an exasperated Syaoran. I am so freaking tired of people staring at me. All I did is fall asleep in class its not that interesting. He slipped out the door and headed to his next period.
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Lunch
"Syaoran, Syaoran," yelled a voice exasperatedly. Syaoran turned around with fire in his eyes ready to yell at the foolish person who dares to interruped his peaceful lunch. When he came face to face with none other than Meiling. Actually it was more like her face to his neck considering the blatent fact that he is about a head taller than she is.
"Whoa. Bad timing I take it. Maybe I should go over there. Y- yea that is what I'll do. Leave you alone with your thoughts I will come back when you aren't in your killing mood." Meiling said grabbing the backpack she through on the ground and starting to head over to her group of friends after seeing Syaoran's "go to hell" glare.
"No Meiling don't go, Syaoran said apologetically, "I didn't know it was you."
"Bad day," asked Meiling sympatheticly?
"You could say that," answered Syaoran sounding tired, "I fell asleep in first period. I was so embarassed. I am going to be the laughing stock of the entire school. Not that I care."
"Well if you are the laughing stock of the entire school you are the most liked one I have ever known I mean your fan club is still following you," Meiling said grinning and pointing over his shoulder. Syaoran looked back and saw a group of about 15 girls staring and wispering watching them. Not even trying to hide it.
"Syaoran groaned, "I thought I scared them off."
"Good luck trying to do that," Meiling said still grinning and then her face turned serious, " But there is something else still bothering you is'nt there it was all about the falling asleep thing right."
"Yea. I also keep thinking about my dream. I'm really worried about Sakura," answered Syaoran.
"Syaoran calm down," Meiling said trying to console the troubled teen. Syaoran looked extremely frustrated. "You know that Aunt Yelan will let you go to Tomoeda. You can protect her all you want when you arrive. Everything will be fine."
"Are you going to come with me," asked Syaoran expectantly?
" don't think so," Meiling said smiling at the way Syaoran asked the question, "I am doing real well here and I don't want to leave my new friends. Even if me Tomoeda ones are awsome. I would probably be in the way anyway. I am really fine with that, though. Please tell everyone that I say hello and that I am rooting for them.
"Meiling you would never be in the way, but I understand if you want to stay here," Syaoran said."
"Well come on enough of the mushy stuff lets eat. I am starving," Meiling said all the while shoving various pieces of food into her mouth. Syaoran smiled and sat down to enjoy his meal thinking:
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Last Period
thought Syaoran smiling to himself. He walked throuhg the slightly dew damped grass towards the gym building. That is when he heard a strange sound it was slightly familiar but he couldn't place it. He sharpened up his ears listening intently, trying to figure out who it was. Then he hear the worst sound ever invented, giggiling. Syaoran though angrily. He started walking again and the giggiling drew closer. Syaoran then became fed up.
"Get the hell away from me," he said viciously. The giggiling just grew louder. He turned around and faced a group of girls all looking at him with admiration. Syaoran just glared his fiercest glare reserved for all girls who followed him which was what these girls were doing to him right now. Then the giggiling subsided and the girls dispersed. Syaoran smirked.
He then turned back around and kept on walking. He hadn't walked far when he heard someone running. Then he felt a hand slap him on the back. He turned to see who the hand belonged to and saw he was looking into the face of Wong Xian ( I really suck with names). Xian was one of Syaoran's best friends in Hong Kong. He doesn't have very many because he is so quiet. He has opened up alot more since he met Sakura but without her he is quiet. Not cold, quiet.
"Hey man, what's up," asked Xian, "You okay?"
"Yea I'm fine, now that I get to go to gym," Syaoran said grinning.
As the two teens entered the building and saw that it was practicaly empty they realized how early they really were. Syaoran and Xian walked to the locker room so they could change for the class. They saw no one else there, so they dressed in silence. Onece the two of them wre done they left the changing room to enter the gym which was set up with various warm up equipment to prepare them for that days class. Xian headed for the weights, Syaoran however ignored these and went staight to the middle of the gym floor and started working on his forms. Minutes passed by. More and more people trickled into the gym just to stand on the edge of the floor mesmorized by Syaoran's movements. eventually though the teacher called everyone's attention to him and told them to go change. After all the people had gone Syaoran's moves slowed as he neared the end of his made up form and he closed it, bowing to the imaginary instructor, turned and walked off of the floor. Soon after the other kids came out of the changing rooms and went right over to Syaoran to ask him how he did that complicated looking form. As for Syaoran himself, who had no idea that all these people had been watching him, blushed. Luckily for him though the teacher called the class to order just then so he didn't have to answer. Syaoran went and stood next to Xian who was just in front of the teacher.
"Okay, class. Today we will start our soccer unit," they're teacher announced. The class was filled with loud shouts from most of the boys and groans from the girls who are afraid of braking their nails. Syaoran smiled grimly,
Syaoran then turned to Xian looked who looked back at him and they both broke into matching competetive grins. The two of them LOVED soccer and were good at it. Especially, Syaoran. He has loved it ever since the incident with the time card. The teacher split them up into respective teams and, of course, Xian and Syaoran were on the same team and Syaoran was the captain. They were to play a team that consisted of all the wimpy people. Both Syaoran and Xian smirked. The last period flew by them as their team scored goal after goal. Soon the bell rang signaling the end of class. The boys trudged into their locker room and the girls trudged to their own. Syaoran tore his shirt sticky with sweat off of his well toned body along with the rest of his clothes and hit the showers. Once he finished he got dressed, didn't even bother doing anything with his hair because he knew that there wasn't anything he COULD do to make it behave, said goodbye to Xian and headed on home.
I wonder what Mother is going to say about going to Japan.? Syaoran thought to himself. I hope Meiling is right about her having to let me go. Finally he arrived at his house. He took a deep breath and entered.
"Mother," he shouted as he walked into the foyer, "Mother, where are you?"
"I am in here, Xiao-Lang, his mother called form the spacious den. Syaoran entered the room and faced his mother. " I suppose you would like to hear my decision on this whole Japan matter. Am I right," she asked?
"Yes you are quite right mother," Syaoran responded calmly, though on the inside he was extremely nervous.
"Well.....," she started clearly wanting to make him suffer which was exactly what she was doing, "I decided to let you go to Japan."
"REALLY," Syaoran practically screamed, "Oh my gosh! I can't believe it! Thank you so much! When do I leave?"
"Calm down. My goodness. You leave in one hour. You things are already packed we are leaving for the airport right now. Everything is already settled in Tomoeda for you. Your school, appartment, etc."
"Mother thank you so much I greatly appriciate it." Syaoran said sincerely.
"It is nothing I am just glad to see you happy again." The two of them left the mansion and climbed into the limo. Syaoran's sisters were not coming to say goodbye they would make to big of a scene. After about a half an hour of silence in the limo they finally arrived at the Hong Kong International Airport. Syaoran checked his bags and hoisted his carryon backpack over his shoulder and hugged his mother goodbye.
"I love you mom," Syaoran said.
"I love you too," answered Yelan in a choked voice. Syaoarn then entered the plane. He had a first class ticket so he walked all the way to the front of the plane, sat down, pulled out his headphones and a book and settled in for the long flight.
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Tomoeda, Japan
Airport
Syaoran came off the plane with a crick it his back. I hate those plane seats. Even the first class ones. He make his way over to the luggage pickup area to get his bags. Once he had his respectfull baggage he hailed acab and directed him to his old appartment. Finally Syaoran climbed out of the cab standign on the sidewalk looking up at the familiar building he felt like he was finally home. He sighed contently, paid the driver, hoisted his bags onto his shoulders and walked up the worn steps.
Well I hope that you liked it. I really worked hard. If you have any comments what-so-ever just R&R. I would really appriciate it. Or you could e-mail me at KristenKitts@chartertn.net. Thank you so much for reading. Ja. SakuraLi.
**** Change of scene
Thoughts
" " Speaking
The Returns: Going Back
"Xiao-Lang," yelled the teacher, "Xiao-Lang, come back to the present please." Syaoran's head slowly rose off of the desk.
"Wha-wha? Come back where?" Syaoran asked with his eyes still shut. He was obviously out of it.
"Xiao-Lang, it's your turn to answer the question. We are on number ten." Said the teacher trying to hold back a smile. She wasn't succeeding.
"Wha-wha, huh, what's going o- OH!" Syaoran's eyes suddenly snapped open and he turned bright red from embarrassment, realizing he had fallen asleep in class.
Syaoran thought, I can't believe I did that. I never fall asleep in class. I am starting to act like Sakura. First I wake up late then I fall asleep in class. What us going on?
"I am so sorry," Syaoran said still red. He rose from his seat in the back of the room. As he made his way to the board, Syaoran could feel everyone's eyes on him. He picked up a piece of chalk and answered the geometry question. Syaoran finished it as soon as he could and all but ran back to his seat. He then proceeded to hide his face in his book for the rest of the class period. Finally the bell rang, signaling the end of the class.
Sighed an exasperated Syaoran. I am so freaking tired of people staring at me. All I did is fall asleep in class its not that interesting. He slipped out the door and headed to his next period.
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Lunch
"Syaoran, Syaoran," yelled a voice exasperatedly. Syaoran turned around with fire in his eyes ready to yell at the foolish person who dares to interruped his peaceful lunch. When he came face to face with none other than Meiling. Actually it was more like her face to his neck considering the blatent fact that he is about a head taller than she is.
"Whoa. Bad timing I take it. Maybe I should go over there. Y- yea that is what I'll do. Leave you alone with your thoughts I will come back when you aren't in your killing mood." Meiling said grabbing the backpack she through on the ground and starting to head over to her group of friends after seeing Syaoran's "go to hell" glare.
"No Meiling don't go, Syaoran said apologetically, "I didn't know it was you."
"Bad day," asked Meiling sympatheticly?
"You could say that," answered Syaoran sounding tired, "I fell asleep in first period. I was so embarassed. I am going to be the laughing stock of the entire school. Not that I care."
"Well if you are the laughing stock of the entire school you are the most liked one I have ever known I mean your fan club is still following you," Meiling said grinning and pointing over his shoulder. Syaoran looked back and saw a group of about 15 girls staring and wispering watching them. Not even trying to hide it.
"Syaoran groaned, "I thought I scared them off."
"Good luck trying to do that," Meiling said still grinning and then her face turned serious, " But there is something else still bothering you is'nt there it was all about the falling asleep thing right."
"Yea. I also keep thinking about my dream. I'm really worried about Sakura," answered Syaoran.
"Syaoran calm down," Meiling said trying to console the troubled teen. Syaoran looked extremely frustrated. "You know that Aunt Yelan will let you go to Tomoeda. You can protect her all you want when you arrive. Everything will be fine."
"Are you going to come with me," asked Syaoran expectantly?
" don't think so," Meiling said smiling at the way Syaoran asked the question, "I am doing real well here and I don't want to leave my new friends. Even if me Tomoeda ones are awsome. I would probably be in the way anyway. I am really fine with that, though. Please tell everyone that I say hello and that I am rooting for them.
"Meiling you would never be in the way, but I understand if you want to stay here," Syaoran said."
"Well come on enough of the mushy stuff lets eat. I am starving," Meiling said all the while shoving various pieces of food into her mouth. Syaoran smiled and sat down to enjoy his meal thinking:
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Last Period
thought Syaoran smiling to himself. He walked throuhg the slightly dew damped grass towards the gym building. That is when he heard a strange sound it was slightly familiar but he couldn't place it. He sharpened up his ears listening intently, trying to figure out who it was. Then he hear the worst sound ever invented, giggiling. Syaoran though angrily. He started walking again and the giggiling drew closer. Syaoran then became fed up.
"Get the hell away from me," he said viciously. The giggiling just grew louder. He turned around and faced a group of girls all looking at him with admiration. Syaoran just glared his fiercest glare reserved for all girls who followed him which was what these girls were doing to him right now. Then the giggiling subsided and the girls dispersed. Syaoran smirked.
He then turned back around and kept on walking. He hadn't walked far when he heard someone running. Then he felt a hand slap him on the back. He turned to see who the hand belonged to and saw he was looking into the face of Wong Xian ( I really suck with names). Xian was one of Syaoran's best friends in Hong Kong. He doesn't have very many because he is so quiet. He has opened up alot more since he met Sakura but without her he is quiet. Not cold, quiet.
"Hey man, what's up," asked Xian, "You okay?"
"Yea I'm fine, now that I get to go to gym," Syaoran said grinning.
As the two teens entered the building and saw that it was practicaly empty they realized how early they really were. Syaoran and Xian walked to the locker room so they could change for the class. They saw no one else there, so they dressed in silence. Onece the two of them wre done they left the changing room to enter the gym which was set up with various warm up equipment to prepare them for that days class. Xian headed for the weights, Syaoran however ignored these and went staight to the middle of the gym floor and started working on his forms. Minutes passed by. More and more people trickled into the gym just to stand on the edge of the floor mesmorized by Syaoran's movements. eventually though the teacher called everyone's attention to him and told them to go change. After all the people had gone Syaoran's moves slowed as he neared the end of his made up form and he closed it, bowing to the imaginary instructor, turned and walked off of the floor. Soon after the other kids came out of the changing rooms and went right over to Syaoran to ask him how he did that complicated looking form. As for Syaoran himself, who had no idea that all these people had been watching him, blushed. Luckily for him though the teacher called the class to order just then so he didn't have to answer. Syaoran went and stood next to Xian who was just in front of the teacher.
"Okay, class. Today we will start our soccer unit," they're teacher announced. The class was filled with loud shouts from most of the boys and groans from the girls who are afraid of braking their nails. Syaoran smiled grimly,
Syaoran then turned to Xian looked who looked back at him and they both broke into matching competetive grins. The two of them LOVED soccer and were good at it. Especially, Syaoran. He has loved it ever since the incident with the time card. The teacher split them up into respective teams and, of course, Xian and Syaoran were on the same team and Syaoran was the captain. They were to play a team that consisted of all the wimpy people. Both Syaoran and Xian smirked. The last period flew by them as their team scored goal after goal. Soon the bell rang signaling the end of class. The boys trudged into their locker room and the girls trudged to their own. Syaoran tore his shirt sticky with sweat off of his well toned body along with the rest of his clothes and hit the showers. Once he finished he got dressed, didn't even bother doing anything with his hair because he knew that there wasn't anything he COULD do to make it behave, said goodbye to Xian and headed on home.
I wonder what Mother is going to say about going to Japan.? Syaoran thought to himself. I hope Meiling is right about her having to let me go. Finally he arrived at his house. He took a deep breath and entered.
"Mother," he shouted as he walked into the foyer, "Mother, where are you?"
"I am in here, Xiao-Lang, his mother called form the spacious den. Syaoran entered the room and faced his mother. " I suppose you would like to hear my decision on this whole Japan matter. Am I right," she asked?
"Yes you are quite right mother," Syaoran responded calmly, though on the inside he was extremely nervous.
"Well.....," she started clearly wanting to make him suffer which was exactly what she was doing, "I decided to let you go to Japan."
"REALLY," Syaoran practically screamed, "Oh my gosh! I can't believe it! Thank you so much! When do I leave?"
"Calm down. My goodness. You leave in one hour. You things are already packed we are leaving for the airport right now. Everything is already settled in Tomoeda for you. Your school, appartment, etc."
"Mother thank you so much I greatly appriciate it." Syaoran said sincerely.
"It is nothing I am just glad to see you happy again." The two of them left the mansion and climbed into the limo. Syaoran's sisters were not coming to say goodbye they would make to big of a scene. After about a half an hour of silence in the limo they finally arrived at the Hong Kong International Airport. Syaoran checked his bags and hoisted his carryon backpack over his shoulder and hugged his mother goodbye.
"I love you mom," Syaoran said.
"I love you too," answered Yelan in a choked voice. Syaoarn then entered the plane. He had a first class ticket so he walked all the way to the front of the plane, sat down, pulled out his headphones and a book and settled in for the long flight.
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Tomoeda, Japan
Airport
Syaoran came off the plane with a crick it his back. I hate those plane seats. Even the first class ones. He make his way over to the luggage pickup area to get his bags. Once he had his respectfull baggage he hailed acab and directed him to his old appartment. Finally Syaoran climbed out of the cab standign on the sidewalk looking up at the familiar building he felt like he was finally home. He sighed contently, paid the driver, hoisted his bags onto his shoulders and walked up the worn steps.
Well I hope that you liked it. I really worked hard. If you have any comments what-so-ever just R&R. I would really appriciate it. Or you could e-mail me at KristenKitts@chartertn.net. Thank you so much for reading. Ja. SakuraLi.