True Love
Chapter 4
The Visit
A/n: yo yo yo yoz! I told you I'd upload this chapter today! Ok.. well thanx again fer ppl that reviewed.. they mean so much! Ok.. im sure you'd want to read the story now… ^^
Jianna: sorry I didn't really answer your question in the last chap.. well.. sorry f4's not gonna be in here… gomen ^^
As classes began, Syaoran couldn't stop thinking about Sakura. He stared at her back.
'Obviously you don't even know what it's like to be poor!' That phrase kept on replaying itself over and over in his head. He was getting a headache now.
Sakura was too busy thinking about her father to even notice Syaoran or to even think about getting revenge. What is her father going to do? When are they going to move? How small is the new place going to be? Finally, the day was over. She rushed home. Her father and Touya was already home. They started packing.
"Yo twerp! Go and pack your stuff now. Everything's packed up already… all the furniture's are moved out already." Touya lifted his duffel bag and threw them into the back of the moving truck. (w/e you call that truck… ) Sakura nodded. She smiled at her father to let him know that she's not mad anymore. She quickly packed her stuff and headed out. (there wasn't anything really that she can pack…)
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"Wow, this house is smaller than I thought it would be!" Touya exclaimed. He started at the medium sized bungalow before him. It was pink, and it had 2 windows in the front. 'Does it HAVE to be pink? I hate that colour,' thought Touya.
"Wait till you get inside! What did I teach you? Never judge anything by it's appearance!" said Fujitaka. On the other hand, Sakura actually thought the new house was okay. 'At least it's pink!' She chuckled at herself. She carried her duffel bag and her teddy. The house WAS a lot smaller, but it was better then none. "Ouch!" yelped Sakura. She banged her head on one of the door things.
"You okay?" Fujitaka asked, concerned. "Yah, the door is sort of short, so you better watch your head," He added. Sakura nodded.
"Where's my room?" She asked.
"Well, just pick any room you like! But I have to warn you, they ARE pretty small…" Fujitaka moved a chair into the next hall. Now Sakura was all alone. 'mmm… lets see the rooms…' She walked to the one that was farthest down the short musty hallway. She pushed open the wooden door, and found herself staring at a tiny room. It had a little window on the right side, and the closet is located on her left. The window was faced at the front of the house, and Sakura can see Touya and the workers moving their furniture. Not much room to move around though. 'Oh well, this'll have to do,' Sakura sighed. She threw her duffel bag into the room, and ran back outside to help Touya with all the furniture moving.
"Get out of here twerp! You're just in the way!" Touya puffed. He moved the kitchen table from the truck onto the ground. The other movers carried it inside.
"Touya! I'm 16, I think I can handle these things! I'm no twerp!" As she was speaking, she tried to move her desk. Touya laughed.
"See? You can't even move your desk! Here I'll move the desk, and you get the chair," He picked up the desk easily and headed inside. Sakura sighed. Her big brother always had to make fun of her. She picked up the chair and followed him inside.
"So which room did you pick?" He asked.
"The farthest one in the hallway," She replied. When they got there, Sakura told him to put it on the wall opposite of the little window.
"Ok here ya go," Touya gently put her desk down. Sakura pushed her chair in.
"Now my bed," She grinned at Touya. Touya sighed and shook her head. 'Girls…'
It took them almost 6 hours for them to get everything in place. When they were done, it was supper time.
"I'm exhausted, I'm so glad today's Friday, no school tomorrow!" Sakura landed on the couch with a soft 'swoosh'.
"Yes, yes, everyone's had a long day," Fujitaka wiped away sweat with his hand.
"And I had to move Sakura's bed! Man that was tiring!" Touya complained. He started to massage his neck. Suddenly there was a loud growl. Sakura looked sheepishly at the ground.
"I'm hungry," She patted her stomach.
"I'm too tired to cook," Fujitaka leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes. "Nap…" Sakura looked at Touya.
"Don't look at me! I dunno how to cook!" he exclaimed. Sakura sighed. 'I guess its up to me to cook,' She got up and headed for the kitchen.
"Gosh, there isn't even instant noodles?" She searched around in the small pantry in their kitchen. She looked in the fridge. All the food she found was vegetables, rice, and chicken. "Ok, we're going to have rice, fried chicken, and fried veggies." She said to herself. 'Thank god I learned how to cook from Otosan or else I'd starve!'
About an hour later, she got everything set up. The food, the table, everything. "Otosan! Touya! Supper's ready!" She called. She wiped her hands on her apron before going to wake up Fujitaka. "Otosan! Otosan! Okite!" She shook him.
"Nani…? Oh! Sakura I forgot about supper!" Then he saw that she was wearing an apron and smiled. "Oh my Sakura has grown, you fixed us supper didn't you? Good girl." He can smell the food. He rubbed his stomach, and said, "Tonight's supper is going to be fine!" He chuckled.
It was night now. Sakura changed into her pjs and climbed up to her bed. She stared at the snow white ceiling and sighed. Why is her life so complicated? Why can't she live in large houses? She sighed again. She fell asleep feeling sorry for herself.
Meanwhile, at Syaoran's house…
'Wonder if Sakura moved yet? But she couldn't have moved so soon could she? Man why am I thinking about that little brat? It's midnight and I can't go to sleep!' He thought. He stared up at the ceiling. He suddenly reached over and grabbed his phone. He dialed Bryan's number. "Hello Bryan you there?"
"Who is this… so late…" a sleepy voice replied.
"This is Syaoran, look I need you to find something out for me. Now! Quick!" He sat up on his huge king sized bed.
"I'll find this tomorrow! Right now I just want to go back to bed!" Bryan was getting pissed. It's fricking midnight!
"No! I'll need it tomorrow! Either that or you get up early and give it to me tomorrow morning. You choose!" Syaoran was leaving him no choice.
"I'll get up early and do it alright?! Now gimme some sleep or I can't wake up early!"
"Ok, I need you to find out…"
The next morning, Syaoran got up early. He looked at the clock. 8:00 AM. He brushed his teeth and washed his face. He combed his hair and made it look perfect. He grabbed his favorite clothing and put it on. He rang the bell on the wall in his room. Immediately there was a knock on the door.
"What would you like Mr. Li?" a servant who looked like she was about 30 years old opened the door.
"I want my breakfast ready in 10 minutes. Today's Saturday, so you should know what kind of breakfast to serve." He replied without looking at her. The servant nodded.
"Yes sir, you're breakfast will be waiting," She bowed politely and walked out the door, closing it behind her. Syaoran took one last look in the mirror, sighing in satisfaction. Then he frowned. Why is he doing all this because of Sakura? 'Because you like her Syaoran. She's different from all the other girls at your school. She's not ditzy, and she doesn't try to be cool and act all slutty in front of you.' A small voice at the back of his mind said. He shook it off. He shook his head. He walked out of his room and headed for the Dining room. Li Syaoran has a huge house. Anyone who goes in would get lost. And usually they would need servants to lead them around. Syaoran stepped up onto the marbled floor dining room. It had elegant chandeliers hanging down, and a huge long ancient wooden table. In the middle of the table was a pot of pink roses. Every thing was perfect. His breakfast was placed on the end of the table with all the knives and forks placed on a light blue napkin. A servant by the name of Mark pulled out the chair for him. He's the manager of servants. (does this even make sense? I dunno… lol)
"How's Mr. Li Syaoran doing this morning?" He chirped.
"Fine," Syaoran mumbled while eating his classically scrambled eggs. Mark stood by his side waiting for his orders. DING DONG! The doorbell rang. 'It must be Bryan. Good, he did what I told him to do.' The servants quickly opened the huge doors and in came a boy who was breathing heavily. Mark went out to see who it was.
"Bryan, Mr. Li Syaoran is expecting you. Please follow me." He said and led the way. Syaoran was just finishing up his breakfast when Mark came in with Bryan close behind. He had a piece of paper in his hand.
"Hey Bryan! Not bad! You're not late at all!" Syaoran laughed, which was really rare.
"You told me to find where that Sakura chick moved to, and here is her address. He handed the piece of paper over. "But really, I think they must be poor to live at that part of town!" he exclaimed. "Are you going over to see her?" He raised an eyebrow. Syaoran never acted this way. He never seems to care about anyone BUT himself. Mark, who was standing quietly in the corner, stepped up and asked,
"Do you need to use the car Mr. Li Syaoran?" Syaoran shook his head.
"I'm going to ride my bike." He replied. Mark nodded, and went off to get the other servants to get the bike ready for Mr. Li Syaoran.
After riding on his bike for half an hour, he finally found the place where Sakura lives. It was 9:30 AM. 'I wonder if she's up yet? Oh well, who would care anyways,' he thought. He looked at the little pink house and stared at the paper.
"Number 23, that's this house," he said to himself. He took a long hard stare at the house. It was freakinly small to him. Comparing Sakura's house to his house, Sakura's house is only as big as his dining room! 'Anywho…' he thought. He peered through the windows. He couldn't see a thing because the curtain was down. He knocked the door. But no one answered. So he tried to turn the knob to see if it turned. To his surprise, it wasn't locked! He pushed open the cheap tiny plastic door, and invited himself in. He looked around. To his left was the hallway of rooms, and to his right he saw the living room, and the kitchen. 'This is it? Man, I can see the whole damn house right here!' he thought. He didn't notice that Touya heard the knocking and came out.
"Who are you? Are you a thief?" He boomed out. Syaoran jumped. He didn't expect that. The racket Touya was making woke Fujitaka. He opened his door and saw Syaoran.
"What is all this noise? Touya is this your friend?" he asked.
"No Otosan, I heard knocking so I went to see who it was, and then I found this baka here!" He glared at Syaoran.
"You watch your language!" He turned to Fujitaka and bowed. "I'm here to see Sakura." Touya gaped at him. 'Sakura has THESE kind of friends at school?'
"Oh I see, well why don't you make yourself feel comfortable and I'll go and fetch Sakura?" Fujitaka smiled warmly at Syaoran. He went to Sakura's room and knocked. "Sakura? Sakura! Someone's here for you!" Sakura tossed around in her bed and pulled the covers over her head. She groaned. 'Too early!' She thought, and groaned. Fujitaka opened the door and pulled off the covers on her.
"Sakura! Someone's here to see you!" He said sternly. Then he leaned over and said, " Hey I didn't know you met hot guys at your school!" he teased her.
"NANI? I thought it was Tomoyo?" Sakura looked at her father with a confused look.
"No, a guy came to see you," Fujitaka answered, puzzled. " I thought you knew him?" Sakura was nervous now. 'Who might this be?' she thought… puzzled. She stepped out of her bed and slipped in her pink slippers. When she reached the living room, her face turned pale. Her mouth was opened. Her eyes turned huge. Her blood stopped flowing. 'Syaoran?! How could it be that geek?' She thought.
A/n: phew sweatdrops finally done! Cliff hanger? Hehe… well gotta wait….
Chapter 4
The Visit
A/n: yo yo yo yoz! I told you I'd upload this chapter today! Ok.. well thanx again fer ppl that reviewed.. they mean so much! Ok.. im sure you'd want to read the story now… ^^
Jianna: sorry I didn't really answer your question in the last chap.. well.. sorry f4's not gonna be in here… gomen ^^
As classes began, Syaoran couldn't stop thinking about Sakura. He stared at her back.
'Obviously you don't even know what it's like to be poor!' That phrase kept on replaying itself over and over in his head. He was getting a headache now.
Sakura was too busy thinking about her father to even notice Syaoran or to even think about getting revenge. What is her father going to do? When are they going to move? How small is the new place going to be? Finally, the day was over. She rushed home. Her father and Touya was already home. They started packing.
"Yo twerp! Go and pack your stuff now. Everything's packed up already… all the furniture's are moved out already." Touya lifted his duffel bag and threw them into the back of the moving truck. (w/e you call that truck… ) Sakura nodded. She smiled at her father to let him know that she's not mad anymore. She quickly packed her stuff and headed out. (there wasn't anything really that she can pack…)
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"Wow, this house is smaller than I thought it would be!" Touya exclaimed. He started at the medium sized bungalow before him. It was pink, and it had 2 windows in the front. 'Does it HAVE to be pink? I hate that colour,' thought Touya.
"Wait till you get inside! What did I teach you? Never judge anything by it's appearance!" said Fujitaka. On the other hand, Sakura actually thought the new house was okay. 'At least it's pink!' She chuckled at herself. She carried her duffel bag and her teddy. The house WAS a lot smaller, but it was better then none. "Ouch!" yelped Sakura. She banged her head on one of the door things.
"You okay?" Fujitaka asked, concerned. "Yah, the door is sort of short, so you better watch your head," He added. Sakura nodded.
"Where's my room?" She asked.
"Well, just pick any room you like! But I have to warn you, they ARE pretty small…" Fujitaka moved a chair into the next hall. Now Sakura was all alone. 'mmm… lets see the rooms…' She walked to the one that was farthest down the short musty hallway. She pushed open the wooden door, and found herself staring at a tiny room. It had a little window on the right side, and the closet is located on her left. The window was faced at the front of the house, and Sakura can see Touya and the workers moving their furniture. Not much room to move around though. 'Oh well, this'll have to do,' Sakura sighed. She threw her duffel bag into the room, and ran back outside to help Touya with all the furniture moving.
"Get out of here twerp! You're just in the way!" Touya puffed. He moved the kitchen table from the truck onto the ground. The other movers carried it inside.
"Touya! I'm 16, I think I can handle these things! I'm no twerp!" As she was speaking, she tried to move her desk. Touya laughed.
"See? You can't even move your desk! Here I'll move the desk, and you get the chair," He picked up the desk easily and headed inside. Sakura sighed. Her big brother always had to make fun of her. She picked up the chair and followed him inside.
"So which room did you pick?" He asked.
"The farthest one in the hallway," She replied. When they got there, Sakura told him to put it on the wall opposite of the little window.
"Ok here ya go," Touya gently put her desk down. Sakura pushed her chair in.
"Now my bed," She grinned at Touya. Touya sighed and shook her head. 'Girls…'
It took them almost 6 hours for them to get everything in place. When they were done, it was supper time.
"I'm exhausted, I'm so glad today's Friday, no school tomorrow!" Sakura landed on the couch with a soft 'swoosh'.
"Yes, yes, everyone's had a long day," Fujitaka wiped away sweat with his hand.
"And I had to move Sakura's bed! Man that was tiring!" Touya complained. He started to massage his neck. Suddenly there was a loud growl. Sakura looked sheepishly at the ground.
"I'm hungry," She patted her stomach.
"I'm too tired to cook," Fujitaka leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes. "Nap…" Sakura looked at Touya.
"Don't look at me! I dunno how to cook!" he exclaimed. Sakura sighed. 'I guess its up to me to cook,' She got up and headed for the kitchen.
"Gosh, there isn't even instant noodles?" She searched around in the small pantry in their kitchen. She looked in the fridge. All the food she found was vegetables, rice, and chicken. "Ok, we're going to have rice, fried chicken, and fried veggies." She said to herself. 'Thank god I learned how to cook from Otosan or else I'd starve!'
About an hour later, she got everything set up. The food, the table, everything. "Otosan! Touya! Supper's ready!" She called. She wiped her hands on her apron before going to wake up Fujitaka. "Otosan! Otosan! Okite!" She shook him.
"Nani…? Oh! Sakura I forgot about supper!" Then he saw that she was wearing an apron and smiled. "Oh my Sakura has grown, you fixed us supper didn't you? Good girl." He can smell the food. He rubbed his stomach, and said, "Tonight's supper is going to be fine!" He chuckled.
It was night now. Sakura changed into her pjs and climbed up to her bed. She stared at the snow white ceiling and sighed. Why is her life so complicated? Why can't she live in large houses? She sighed again. She fell asleep feeling sorry for herself.
Meanwhile, at Syaoran's house…
'Wonder if Sakura moved yet? But she couldn't have moved so soon could she? Man why am I thinking about that little brat? It's midnight and I can't go to sleep!' He thought. He stared up at the ceiling. He suddenly reached over and grabbed his phone. He dialed Bryan's number. "Hello Bryan you there?"
"Who is this… so late…" a sleepy voice replied.
"This is Syaoran, look I need you to find something out for me. Now! Quick!" He sat up on his huge king sized bed.
"I'll find this tomorrow! Right now I just want to go back to bed!" Bryan was getting pissed. It's fricking midnight!
"No! I'll need it tomorrow! Either that or you get up early and give it to me tomorrow morning. You choose!" Syaoran was leaving him no choice.
"I'll get up early and do it alright?! Now gimme some sleep or I can't wake up early!"
"Ok, I need you to find out…"
The next morning, Syaoran got up early. He looked at the clock. 8:00 AM. He brushed his teeth and washed his face. He combed his hair and made it look perfect. He grabbed his favorite clothing and put it on. He rang the bell on the wall in his room. Immediately there was a knock on the door.
"What would you like Mr. Li?" a servant who looked like she was about 30 years old opened the door.
"I want my breakfast ready in 10 minutes. Today's Saturday, so you should know what kind of breakfast to serve." He replied without looking at her. The servant nodded.
"Yes sir, you're breakfast will be waiting," She bowed politely and walked out the door, closing it behind her. Syaoran took one last look in the mirror, sighing in satisfaction. Then he frowned. Why is he doing all this because of Sakura? 'Because you like her Syaoran. She's different from all the other girls at your school. She's not ditzy, and she doesn't try to be cool and act all slutty in front of you.' A small voice at the back of his mind said. He shook it off. He shook his head. He walked out of his room and headed for the Dining room. Li Syaoran has a huge house. Anyone who goes in would get lost. And usually they would need servants to lead them around. Syaoran stepped up onto the marbled floor dining room. It had elegant chandeliers hanging down, and a huge long ancient wooden table. In the middle of the table was a pot of pink roses. Every thing was perfect. His breakfast was placed on the end of the table with all the knives and forks placed on a light blue napkin. A servant by the name of Mark pulled out the chair for him. He's the manager of servants. (does this even make sense? I dunno… lol)
"How's Mr. Li Syaoran doing this morning?" He chirped.
"Fine," Syaoran mumbled while eating his classically scrambled eggs. Mark stood by his side waiting for his orders. DING DONG! The doorbell rang. 'It must be Bryan. Good, he did what I told him to do.' The servants quickly opened the huge doors and in came a boy who was breathing heavily. Mark went out to see who it was.
"Bryan, Mr. Li Syaoran is expecting you. Please follow me." He said and led the way. Syaoran was just finishing up his breakfast when Mark came in with Bryan close behind. He had a piece of paper in his hand.
"Hey Bryan! Not bad! You're not late at all!" Syaoran laughed, which was really rare.
"You told me to find where that Sakura chick moved to, and here is her address. He handed the piece of paper over. "But really, I think they must be poor to live at that part of town!" he exclaimed. "Are you going over to see her?" He raised an eyebrow. Syaoran never acted this way. He never seems to care about anyone BUT himself. Mark, who was standing quietly in the corner, stepped up and asked,
"Do you need to use the car Mr. Li Syaoran?" Syaoran shook his head.
"I'm going to ride my bike." He replied. Mark nodded, and went off to get the other servants to get the bike ready for Mr. Li Syaoran.
After riding on his bike for half an hour, he finally found the place where Sakura lives. It was 9:30 AM. 'I wonder if she's up yet? Oh well, who would care anyways,' he thought. He looked at the little pink house and stared at the paper.
"Number 23, that's this house," he said to himself. He took a long hard stare at the house. It was freakinly small to him. Comparing Sakura's house to his house, Sakura's house is only as big as his dining room! 'Anywho…' he thought. He peered through the windows. He couldn't see a thing because the curtain was down. He knocked the door. But no one answered. So he tried to turn the knob to see if it turned. To his surprise, it wasn't locked! He pushed open the cheap tiny plastic door, and invited himself in. He looked around. To his left was the hallway of rooms, and to his right he saw the living room, and the kitchen. 'This is it? Man, I can see the whole damn house right here!' he thought. He didn't notice that Touya heard the knocking and came out.
"Who are you? Are you a thief?" He boomed out. Syaoran jumped. He didn't expect that. The racket Touya was making woke Fujitaka. He opened his door and saw Syaoran.
"What is all this noise? Touya is this your friend?" he asked.
"No Otosan, I heard knocking so I went to see who it was, and then I found this baka here!" He glared at Syaoran.
"You watch your language!" He turned to Fujitaka and bowed. "I'm here to see Sakura." Touya gaped at him. 'Sakura has THESE kind of friends at school?'
"Oh I see, well why don't you make yourself feel comfortable and I'll go and fetch Sakura?" Fujitaka smiled warmly at Syaoran. He went to Sakura's room and knocked. "Sakura? Sakura! Someone's here for you!" Sakura tossed around in her bed and pulled the covers over her head. She groaned. 'Too early!' She thought, and groaned. Fujitaka opened the door and pulled off the covers on her.
"Sakura! Someone's here to see you!" He said sternly. Then he leaned over and said, " Hey I didn't know you met hot guys at your school!" he teased her.
"NANI? I thought it was Tomoyo?" Sakura looked at her father with a confused look.
"No, a guy came to see you," Fujitaka answered, puzzled. " I thought you knew him?" Sakura was nervous now. 'Who might this be?' she thought… puzzled. She stepped out of her bed and slipped in her pink slippers. When she reached the living room, her face turned pale. Her mouth was opened. Her eyes turned huge. Her blood stopped flowing. 'Syaoran?! How could it be that geek?' She thought.
A/n: phew sweatdrops finally done! Cliff hanger? Hehe… well gotta wait….