Hi!!! Chapter 2 is finally up!! It was stressing me to the core, i tell
you. I had to change the story many times cos it just didn't want to
flow.........So back to it- here's chapter two!
Disclaimer: i tell u, its not me!!
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Chapter 2~^~^~^~
~ In Tomoyo's House.....
"Man, i could've killed you on the spot back there if not for my Dad and brother!" shouted a nearly hysterical Sakura.
"I'm starved..." Kero ignored the threat posed. "...and by the way, WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST?" Kero flew out of her backpack and looked defiant-or tried to look, that is....
"SO KAWAII!-hmmmpf..." cried Sakura, as Kero attempted to cover her outburst of exclamation. The commotion they created led to embarrassment on their part and some puzzlement amongst the passersby who stop to stare strangely at both of them, especially Kero. With this, it ended with Kero going limp, pretending to be only a 'stuffed soft toy' once again and leaving Sakura to handle the awkwardness all alone. *Sakura; BIG sweatdrops ^-^;;;;* She freezed momentarily at her position, holding the 'soft toy' by its hands for a few seconds, realized she was still a 'source of attraction' then moved back to normal mode. She continued her way, red as a beetroot.
Summer was fantastic, with all the plants awake and animals alive, greeting Sakura on their way by their merry sounds. Rollerblading through the path which led to her friend's house, she closed her eyes for awhile, absorbing the cheery noises and the aroma of sweet-smelling flowers. She breathed in deeply, and drank in so much when she opened her eyes, it almost made her drunk with joy and she did a skip to liven up her boosted spirit.
Humming her favorite tune, she realized that she was reaching her destination as Tomoyo's grand looking house loomed before her eyes. As she approached it, she slowed down, and then stopped for a moment to gaze at it. The massive gates next to her always made her feel inferior; the internal garden was a huge maze by itself, as Sakura knew very well. The grandeur of it all made her gasp a little every time she came. Now that was exactly what she did- to stand, gasp, and watch. Then slowly, consciously, she glided to the side of one of the huge walls and pressed the green button. Seconds after that particular action of hers, a voice boomed.
"Who are you to seek entrance? Please state your name and purpose."
Hesitating a little, she started. "I am Kinomoto, Sakura. I have come to see Miss Daidouji." A 'click' sound was heard. The message, she knew, was being sent. She stepped aside expectedly.
After a few seconds, the black, polished gates swung open.
While skating into her friend's property, Sakura suddenly felt mindful of her attire. The left side of it was a bit crumpled, thus she tried to straighten that specific part of her dress. It was one of the few 'smart casuals' as she called it and she was glad, for the neatness of the whole area was extremely affecting.
The beautifully cut V-shaped collar dress was drowned in pale pink; it ended above her knee-cap, putting across the simplistic tone in her. Sakura 'tisked' in distaste. The only thing that completely spoilt the effect was her roller-blades, plus the gear to go.
She skated right up to the front entrance and because she was too wary of her appearance, she almost bumped into Tomoyo, who was at that exact moment opening the door. Sakura halted just in time, with all her frantic actions and different facial expressions combined in the package.
"URGHHHH!!!!"
Tomoyo giggled. Her best friend was still the same after so many years.
"You're still intact, mind you. That's good, for a start." Tomoyo pointed out.
"HEY! That was not my fault, you know that! I'm sorry if I damaged anything..." Sakura lowered her voice, eyeing the white tiles that were scratched worriedly. Tomoyo saw her expression, and spoke quickly-
"It's fine. Leave it; don't worry. You're my guest afterall! Come on in...unless you prefer talking in this position? I'm fine-"
"Um, sorry! Coming in!" Sakura stepped hastily into Tomoyo's humongous castle. She gave her best friend a hurried 'thank you' grin, and then dusted her dress, mindful of the environment that she was in.
"Ohayo, Tom- "Sakura started.
A small, playful smile emerged on Tomoyo's face; her eyes shined a sudden vivid, bright violent. Sakura eyed her friend cautiously- that smile gave her a foreboding.
"Wha-!?"
The silky, charcoal black headed girl left her no time to catch her breath as she proceeded immediately to her room, literally dragging Sakura after her.
"Are we there yet, Sakura? I'm starved." Kero's muttered voice was heard.
"Which 'starved' are you referring to? 'Starved' or 'stuffed'?" enquired an innocent looking Tomoyo, who had just reached her room. Both girls tried to stifle their laughter but to no avail as the 'stuffed animal' flew out of Sakura's backpack in rage.
" I'M NOT A STUFFED ANI-!? WHA-humph!" As Sakura covered Kero's mouth and went into the room.
Once inside, he bellowed-"ARE YOU TRYING TO STARVE ME? I'M TOTALLY FAMISHED! KINOMOTO-CHAN!
"H-Hai!"
"Do you know that I've not eaten since this morning? You had your share of breakfast and I.....WOW! FOOD!!!!" Kero spotted the laid tea and cakes for the first time. He rapidly filled his mouth to the brim with cake and through the munches, both of them could hear a vague 'Thanks, Tomoyo!' occasionally. Tomoyo had her video-tape whipped up as usual; her eyes gave that dazed look of admiration, focus on Kerberos. Sakura was standing at the side, watching her best friend, sweatdrops all over her face. It was a humorous sight.
After the big commotion, they settled for reality- doing their holiday assignment-an individual project. It was the first week of their hols and both girls planned to start getting all the notes they could lay their hands on. Since two of them were in the same university and wanted to pursue identical careers, they had entered corresponding courses thus the explanation for the aforementioned project. They knew that the jump from high school to the 'U' was a huge one; therefore they were prepared to work hard and smart. As this was their first major assignment, both were determined to show their lecturer their best effort, not some sloppy work. This time research was necessary and it played a gigantic role in the way it was graded, so Sakura and Tomoyo took turns surfing the net while asking each other for their opinion of anything that seemed to be related to the theme.
After spending about two hours or more, their eyes were constantly blinking from the strain and what they now saw on the screen was blurred words that could be gibberish, for all they knew.
Abruptly, a clear voice floated through the hallway, making its way to Tomoyo's room.
"Lunchtime, Tomoyo!" The sound of light footsteps was heard and the head of Tomoyo's mother, Sonomi Daidouji, appeared through the gap of the door.
"Don't you think it's a little impolite not to invite our guest down for lunch, my daughter?" She said, at the same time revealing a warm, motherly smile- Mrs. Daidouji then nodded at Sakura and said simply-"It's good to see you." Then she turned her eyes from their initial focus and exclaimed-
"Quick! Or the food will turn cold!"
Both girls turned to look at each other briefly, before scrambling through the door to proceed to the dining room. 'Proceed' was under-defined as Sonomi watched them run and she shook her head slightly, a small smile plastered on her face. She turned to scan through her daughter's room before she left. Nothing seem to the ordinary, but while she was shutting the door, she thought she heard a voice whispering, "It's not fair...". Just for caution, she peeped through the to have a more thorough check, but there was nothing that gave her a clue. Thinking she had mistaken the voice, she shut the door tight and locked it, her mind directed on lunch.
~*~*~*~*~In the Dining Room~*~*~*~*~
"Is your father around?" whispered an anxious Sakura, after her jubilant yells for being the first to reach the dining room. Tomoyo hid a grin that crawled upon her face by covering her mouth with her hand.
"I think so....."Tomoyo said quietly, managing to compose herself while making her expression looked scared and timid. (Yeah... together!) Sakura fell for her trap immediately.
"Ar..e you s-sure?" she stuttered, afraid all of a sudden.
"No.........KIDDING! Ha..." laughed Tomoyo, a video camera appearing out-of-the-blue in her right hand, quick enough to capture Sakura's crest- fallen facial expression change slowly to anger.
"YOU..!!!" Sakura attempted to strangle Tomoyo, but to no avail. Tomoyo was witty enough to dart out of her range of being "killed'.
Soon enough, both of them were darting round the dining table, Sakura with a grin and a 'make do' evil position; Tomoyo still stuck fast with her precious video-cam, filming Sakura's every move. She (Tomoyo) was in that dazed mood again-it was obvious from the way she reacted. Her left hand on her cheek, staring at Sakura with wonder in her violet eyes.
"Girls....its dinner time." Mrs. Daidouji's amused voice was heard. "Tomoyo, would you kindly put away that video-camera? I'll be obliged. Sakura, are you comfortable here?"
"Oh...Ohayo! Err...yes! I'm comfortable..." her trembling voice trailed away.
Mrs. Daidouji smiled warmly and nodded her head once. She headed to a specific chair at the end of the dining table and sat down, then motioned for both of them to join her. Tomoyo heaved a sigh, but proceeded to follow her mother's request. After keeping her video-cam, she went to the chair next to her mother's and sat down gracefully. Sakura quietly slid to an empty seat adjacent to Tomoyo's. Light conversation started between Tomoyo and her mother as different unique dishes were served, each one looking more delicious than the previous. Sakura realized after the fifth dish was laid on the table that she was staring at the 'simple meal' and had forgotten about her surroundings. Tomoyo was waving her hand frantically in front of her face for the past half-a-minute. Finally, when her hand got tired, she nudged Sakura's ribs hard. The effect was tremendous. She yelped so loudly that not only Mrs. Daidouji looked up in surprise; the maids in the kitchen actually ran out to see what was wrong!
Sakura blushed darkly, while trying to think of how she could get herself out of the present awkward situation she was stuck in. She bowed her head down, letting her chest-nut colored hair fall and cover her flaming cheeks. Mrs. Daidouji decided to 'save' her, but not after a secret smile.
"How is your father and brother doing, Sakura?' she asked politely.
Sakura was fast in seeing the remedy she offered.
"They are doing well, Mrs. Daidouji!" she answered quickly, and a little too eagerly. Tomoyo stifled her great urge to laugh by turning it to a bout of coughing. Sakura wasn't fooled-she gave Tomoyo her 'death stare' when she thought that Mrs. Daidouji wasn't looking in her direction. It only sent Tomoyo into fresh peals of laughter, which she unsuccessfully tried to control. This action made Sakura widen her eyes in shock at Tomoyo's behavior, then meekly turn to Mrs. Daidouji.
"It's alright." Mrs. Daidouji chuckled at Sakura's expression. "There's the last dish! Say your prayers, then you can help yourselves!" She had observed the way Sakura reacted to everything and felt regret- she reminded her of her best friend, Nadeshito. And to think after all the years, her daughter was sitting here in her house.
"Sakura?"
"Yes, Mrs. Daidouji?"
"Yo..u remind me of your mother..." Mrs. Daidouji stated softly, and stared into the blank air for a moment. "Yes... you do." Sakura's expression changed drastically. She looked up at Tomoyo's mother and met her eyes. Then, unexpectedly, she nodded solemnly.
"Domo arigatou." She answered seriously.
It was known that Sonomi and Nadeshito were the best of friends since young. They did everything together, and had a close friendship, exactly like their daughters. However, Nadeshito died due to cancer, leaving a heart-broken Fujitaka to take care of Touya and Sakura. Sonomi remembered clearly how frail she was from young, but also knew how strong her spirit was-the way she always tried to assure her she was-'...alright! Really!' with that alluring smile. And how...how kind-hearted she was to everything and everyone....which led her to Fujitaka and.....her doom.
At this point of time, Sonomi averted her eyes that were initially on Sakura. She raised her head slightly to prevent the tears that welled up in her eyes from falling and betraying her. When they threatened to fall, she excused herself quickly from the dining room.
Sakura and Tomoyo stared at each other uncomfortably. Eating became a silent affair.
~*~*~*~*~*~To be Continued...~*~*~*~*~*~
I'm sorry if this chapter's draggy and not up to standard. Honestly speaking, I was stealing time to do this, as my 'O' levels are coming! It's stressing me!! This chapter is kinda necessary, so i hope you'll bear with it. Please spare a review too!!! Thank you ever so much!
Special thanks to:
Michelle~thank you!! Hope you like this chapter.....
All my friends out there who have been bullied by me(hehe...) to review my story....
The 3 editors- Psych, Dark Angel and Adrian!!
Disclaimer: i tell u, its not me!!
#*#*#*#*The Lone Statue*#*#*#*#
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Chapter 2~^~^~^~
~ In Tomoyo's House.....
"Man, i could've killed you on the spot back there if not for my Dad and brother!" shouted a nearly hysterical Sakura.
"I'm starved..." Kero ignored the threat posed. "...and by the way, WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST?" Kero flew out of her backpack and looked defiant-or tried to look, that is....
"SO KAWAII!-hmmmpf..." cried Sakura, as Kero attempted to cover her outburst of exclamation. The commotion they created led to embarrassment on their part and some puzzlement amongst the passersby who stop to stare strangely at both of them, especially Kero. With this, it ended with Kero going limp, pretending to be only a 'stuffed soft toy' once again and leaving Sakura to handle the awkwardness all alone. *Sakura; BIG sweatdrops ^-^;;;;* She freezed momentarily at her position, holding the 'soft toy' by its hands for a few seconds, realized she was still a 'source of attraction' then moved back to normal mode. She continued her way, red as a beetroot.
Summer was fantastic, with all the plants awake and animals alive, greeting Sakura on their way by their merry sounds. Rollerblading through the path which led to her friend's house, she closed her eyes for awhile, absorbing the cheery noises and the aroma of sweet-smelling flowers. She breathed in deeply, and drank in so much when she opened her eyes, it almost made her drunk with joy and she did a skip to liven up her boosted spirit.
Humming her favorite tune, she realized that she was reaching her destination as Tomoyo's grand looking house loomed before her eyes. As she approached it, she slowed down, and then stopped for a moment to gaze at it. The massive gates next to her always made her feel inferior; the internal garden was a huge maze by itself, as Sakura knew very well. The grandeur of it all made her gasp a little every time she came. Now that was exactly what she did- to stand, gasp, and watch. Then slowly, consciously, she glided to the side of one of the huge walls and pressed the green button. Seconds after that particular action of hers, a voice boomed.
"Who are you to seek entrance? Please state your name and purpose."
Hesitating a little, she started. "I am Kinomoto, Sakura. I have come to see Miss Daidouji." A 'click' sound was heard. The message, she knew, was being sent. She stepped aside expectedly.
After a few seconds, the black, polished gates swung open.
While skating into her friend's property, Sakura suddenly felt mindful of her attire. The left side of it was a bit crumpled, thus she tried to straighten that specific part of her dress. It was one of the few 'smart casuals' as she called it and she was glad, for the neatness of the whole area was extremely affecting.
The beautifully cut V-shaped collar dress was drowned in pale pink; it ended above her knee-cap, putting across the simplistic tone in her. Sakura 'tisked' in distaste. The only thing that completely spoilt the effect was her roller-blades, plus the gear to go.
She skated right up to the front entrance and because she was too wary of her appearance, she almost bumped into Tomoyo, who was at that exact moment opening the door. Sakura halted just in time, with all her frantic actions and different facial expressions combined in the package.
"URGHHHH!!!!"
Tomoyo giggled. Her best friend was still the same after so many years.
"You're still intact, mind you. That's good, for a start." Tomoyo pointed out.
"HEY! That was not my fault, you know that! I'm sorry if I damaged anything..." Sakura lowered her voice, eyeing the white tiles that were scratched worriedly. Tomoyo saw her expression, and spoke quickly-
"It's fine. Leave it; don't worry. You're my guest afterall! Come on in...unless you prefer talking in this position? I'm fine-"
"Um, sorry! Coming in!" Sakura stepped hastily into Tomoyo's humongous castle. She gave her best friend a hurried 'thank you' grin, and then dusted her dress, mindful of the environment that she was in.
"Ohayo, Tom- "Sakura started.
A small, playful smile emerged on Tomoyo's face; her eyes shined a sudden vivid, bright violent. Sakura eyed her friend cautiously- that smile gave her a foreboding.
"Wha-!?"
The silky, charcoal black headed girl left her no time to catch her breath as she proceeded immediately to her room, literally dragging Sakura after her.
"Are we there yet, Sakura? I'm starved." Kero's muttered voice was heard.
"Which 'starved' are you referring to? 'Starved' or 'stuffed'?" enquired an innocent looking Tomoyo, who had just reached her room. Both girls tried to stifle their laughter but to no avail as the 'stuffed animal' flew out of Sakura's backpack in rage.
" I'M NOT A STUFFED ANI-!? WHA-humph!" As Sakura covered Kero's mouth and went into the room.
Once inside, he bellowed-"ARE YOU TRYING TO STARVE ME? I'M TOTALLY FAMISHED! KINOMOTO-CHAN!
"H-Hai!"
"Do you know that I've not eaten since this morning? You had your share of breakfast and I.....WOW! FOOD!!!!" Kero spotted the laid tea and cakes for the first time. He rapidly filled his mouth to the brim with cake and through the munches, both of them could hear a vague 'Thanks, Tomoyo!' occasionally. Tomoyo had her video-tape whipped up as usual; her eyes gave that dazed look of admiration, focus on Kerberos. Sakura was standing at the side, watching her best friend, sweatdrops all over her face. It was a humorous sight.
After the big commotion, they settled for reality- doing their holiday assignment-an individual project. It was the first week of their hols and both girls planned to start getting all the notes they could lay their hands on. Since two of them were in the same university and wanted to pursue identical careers, they had entered corresponding courses thus the explanation for the aforementioned project. They knew that the jump from high school to the 'U' was a huge one; therefore they were prepared to work hard and smart. As this was their first major assignment, both were determined to show their lecturer their best effort, not some sloppy work. This time research was necessary and it played a gigantic role in the way it was graded, so Sakura and Tomoyo took turns surfing the net while asking each other for their opinion of anything that seemed to be related to the theme.
After spending about two hours or more, their eyes were constantly blinking from the strain and what they now saw on the screen was blurred words that could be gibberish, for all they knew.
Abruptly, a clear voice floated through the hallway, making its way to Tomoyo's room.
"Lunchtime, Tomoyo!" The sound of light footsteps was heard and the head of Tomoyo's mother, Sonomi Daidouji, appeared through the gap of the door.
"Don't you think it's a little impolite not to invite our guest down for lunch, my daughter?" She said, at the same time revealing a warm, motherly smile- Mrs. Daidouji then nodded at Sakura and said simply-"It's good to see you." Then she turned her eyes from their initial focus and exclaimed-
"Quick! Or the food will turn cold!"
Both girls turned to look at each other briefly, before scrambling through the door to proceed to the dining room. 'Proceed' was under-defined as Sonomi watched them run and she shook her head slightly, a small smile plastered on her face. She turned to scan through her daughter's room before she left. Nothing seem to the ordinary, but while she was shutting the door, she thought she heard a voice whispering, "It's not fair...". Just for caution, she peeped through the to have a more thorough check, but there was nothing that gave her a clue. Thinking she had mistaken the voice, she shut the door tight and locked it, her mind directed on lunch.
~*~*~*~*~In the Dining Room~*~*~*~*~
"Is your father around?" whispered an anxious Sakura, after her jubilant yells for being the first to reach the dining room. Tomoyo hid a grin that crawled upon her face by covering her mouth with her hand.
"I think so....."Tomoyo said quietly, managing to compose herself while making her expression looked scared and timid. (Yeah... together!) Sakura fell for her trap immediately.
"Ar..e you s-sure?" she stuttered, afraid all of a sudden.
"No.........KIDDING! Ha..." laughed Tomoyo, a video camera appearing out-of-the-blue in her right hand, quick enough to capture Sakura's crest- fallen facial expression change slowly to anger.
"YOU..!!!" Sakura attempted to strangle Tomoyo, but to no avail. Tomoyo was witty enough to dart out of her range of being "killed'.
Soon enough, both of them were darting round the dining table, Sakura with a grin and a 'make do' evil position; Tomoyo still stuck fast with her precious video-cam, filming Sakura's every move. She (Tomoyo) was in that dazed mood again-it was obvious from the way she reacted. Her left hand on her cheek, staring at Sakura with wonder in her violet eyes.
"Girls....its dinner time." Mrs. Daidouji's amused voice was heard. "Tomoyo, would you kindly put away that video-camera? I'll be obliged. Sakura, are you comfortable here?"
"Oh...Ohayo! Err...yes! I'm comfortable..." her trembling voice trailed away.
Mrs. Daidouji smiled warmly and nodded her head once. She headed to a specific chair at the end of the dining table and sat down, then motioned for both of them to join her. Tomoyo heaved a sigh, but proceeded to follow her mother's request. After keeping her video-cam, she went to the chair next to her mother's and sat down gracefully. Sakura quietly slid to an empty seat adjacent to Tomoyo's. Light conversation started between Tomoyo and her mother as different unique dishes were served, each one looking more delicious than the previous. Sakura realized after the fifth dish was laid on the table that she was staring at the 'simple meal' and had forgotten about her surroundings. Tomoyo was waving her hand frantically in front of her face for the past half-a-minute. Finally, when her hand got tired, she nudged Sakura's ribs hard. The effect was tremendous. She yelped so loudly that not only Mrs. Daidouji looked up in surprise; the maids in the kitchen actually ran out to see what was wrong!
Sakura blushed darkly, while trying to think of how she could get herself out of the present awkward situation she was stuck in. She bowed her head down, letting her chest-nut colored hair fall and cover her flaming cheeks. Mrs. Daidouji decided to 'save' her, but not after a secret smile.
"How is your father and brother doing, Sakura?' she asked politely.
Sakura was fast in seeing the remedy she offered.
"They are doing well, Mrs. Daidouji!" she answered quickly, and a little too eagerly. Tomoyo stifled her great urge to laugh by turning it to a bout of coughing. Sakura wasn't fooled-she gave Tomoyo her 'death stare' when she thought that Mrs. Daidouji wasn't looking in her direction. It only sent Tomoyo into fresh peals of laughter, which she unsuccessfully tried to control. This action made Sakura widen her eyes in shock at Tomoyo's behavior, then meekly turn to Mrs. Daidouji.
"It's alright." Mrs. Daidouji chuckled at Sakura's expression. "There's the last dish! Say your prayers, then you can help yourselves!" She had observed the way Sakura reacted to everything and felt regret- she reminded her of her best friend, Nadeshito. And to think after all the years, her daughter was sitting here in her house.
"Sakura?"
"Yes, Mrs. Daidouji?"
"Yo..u remind me of your mother..." Mrs. Daidouji stated softly, and stared into the blank air for a moment. "Yes... you do." Sakura's expression changed drastically. She looked up at Tomoyo's mother and met her eyes. Then, unexpectedly, she nodded solemnly.
"Domo arigatou." She answered seriously.
It was known that Sonomi and Nadeshito were the best of friends since young. They did everything together, and had a close friendship, exactly like their daughters. However, Nadeshito died due to cancer, leaving a heart-broken Fujitaka to take care of Touya and Sakura. Sonomi remembered clearly how frail she was from young, but also knew how strong her spirit was-the way she always tried to assure her she was-'...alright! Really!' with that alluring smile. And how...how kind-hearted she was to everything and everyone....which led her to Fujitaka and.....her doom.
At this point of time, Sonomi averted her eyes that were initially on Sakura. She raised her head slightly to prevent the tears that welled up in her eyes from falling and betraying her. When they threatened to fall, she excused herself quickly from the dining room.
Sakura and Tomoyo stared at each other uncomfortably. Eating became a silent affair.
~*~*~*~*~*~To be Continued...~*~*~*~*~*~
I'm sorry if this chapter's draggy and not up to standard. Honestly speaking, I was stealing time to do this, as my 'O' levels are coming! It's stressing me!! This chapter is kinda necessary, so i hope you'll bear with it. Please spare a review too!!! Thank you ever so much!
Special thanks to:
Michelle~thank you!! Hope you like this chapter.....
All my friends out there who have been bullied by me(hehe...) to review my story....
The 3 editors- Psych, Dark Angel and Adrian!!