Sun and Moon
Chapter 3
yukito the NM Syndromer
mewprout@yahoo.com
y.NM.S: Yo! It's me! I finally decided to write an update, so no, I'm not dead.
Syaoran: I wish you were dead.
y.NM.S: Oh, yeah, due to the request of a reader, the names will now be the original ones. Here's a freakin' list for you to freakin' read.
Li= Syaoran
Madison= Tomoyo
Eli= Eriol
y.NM.S: Yeah, and I changed my name, too. It's cooler now.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura. *cries*
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After Syaoran's little dancing in public fit (and after one woman had threatened to call the police)
he headed home. He burst in through the door and ran into his room, grinning like an idiot. Syaoran finished his homework in a rush, not really caring if he got the answers right. About halfway through his language arts homework, his phone rang.
"Hello?" He practically sang into the receiver.
"Is Syaoran home?" A deep male voice asked from the other end. Syaoran's smile faded. It didn't sound like anyone he knew.
"This is he," he responded warily.
"Ah, yes. I just wanted to know that you should keep a close eye on the little girl of yours… Sakura was her name, was it not?" Syaoran felt angry, and a little scared. "She might get into a bit of trouble in a little while." The mysterious caller hung up.
"Hello?! Who is this?!" Syaoran yelled futilely into the phone. When it was obvious that the man was gone, he hung up the phone with a snarl. Who was that? Had they been threatening Sakura, or trying to warn him? Syaoran didn't care. He just wanted answers.
The next day at school, Syaoran was practically in autopilot mode. He was thinking so much and was doing anything else rather inattentively, and everyone around him thought he had turned into a zombie overnight. This lasted until lunch.
"Hey, Syaoran." Tomoyo had just sat down next to him. The Chinese boy only grunted in response.
"What's up with you today?" She blinked, noticing his pensive mood.
"It's nothing."
Tomoyo knew that was the best she would get out of him. "Uh, right. So, what movie are you taking Sakura to?" Syaoran raised his head.
"Huh? How do you know about that?"
"She called me and told me yesterday afternoon. So, answer the question!"
"I hadn't really thought of that."
"Well, ask her if there are any ones coming out that she would like to see. Here she comes now!"
As if on cue, Sakura plopped down at the table and looked as if she wanted to collapse.
"I really wanna go home now!" she whined. "My teacher gave the class a pop quiz today. It was 50 questions long! That's not a quiz, that's a test!" She slumped over in her seat and pushed her rapidly cooling food around her tray. "And I'll probably fail; I haven't studied anything all week!"
Syaoran raised an eyebrow at the unexpected outburst. "Um, anyway, Sakura, Syaoran wanted to know if there were any movies out that you wanted to see." Syaoran sent her a pointed glare that clearly said, 'I was going to ask her myself.' Sakura shoved a piece of bread in her mouth before responding,
"Well, there was this one that was based on Romeo and Juliet, but with more comedy. That okay with you?" She turned her gaze at Syaoran.
"Mm, sure," he murmured. She wanted to go see a romance movie with him? "This afternoon, after school?" he asked. The Clow Mistress nodded. Syaoran was about to ask her about the dance when an outwardly happy Eriol sat down at the table.
"Hello," he grinned. "What's up?"
"Syaoran's taking Sakura to the movies after school," Tomoyo declared nonchalantly, although she had an odd light in her eyes.
"Oh," said Eriol, his grin widening. "Is this more of a date or can I come?"
Syaoran felt like he was going to explode. "No, you cannot come. This is…" he stopped feeling more than a little embarrassed. He felt Sakura's eyes boring holes into his head, and he tried not to meet her gaze. "Yes, this is a date," he finished, albeit rather waveringly. Eriol continued his maddening grin, much to Syaoran's chagrin.
"Okay then. So, did anyone else get that quiz today in Mr. Imiya's class?"
"I did!" Sakura said. "That quiz was so hard and annoying! I think he's purposely trying to fail us."
Syaoran felt even more distressed when Sakura carried on as if nothing had happened.
After school, a lone figure stood on the roof of the school, watching the students file out of the building. His eyes were locked onto the back of Syaoran's head in particular.
"Let's see if you love your precious flower enough to save her…"
And with that, the figure vanished.
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y.NM.S: Oh jeebus. It's 4:48 in the morning. o.O My muses are all asleep.
Syaoran: *is slumped over in his chair, arms crossed over his chest* *snores*
y.NM.S: o.O I can't feel my legs. Please help me…