OMG, yes, I'm back!! I've finally gotten over my illness!! Stupid
doctors, they still don't know what's wrong with me. Can you believe those
quacks? The poked me with needles and injected me with dye for absolutely
no reason. And the worst part I have to go through it again in two days.
*sigh*
Good, I feel better now that I've done my complaining for the day. Well, I am sorry I haven't updated in such a long, long while. I hope to break this horrible habit that I've developed starting very soon.
Here's chapter two for your enjoyment. Comments, suggestions, and flames are all welcome. (I've been wanting to have a barbecue he he…) Make sure to check out my other stories!!!
***DISCLAIMER*** Sheesh, I barley have time to do my homework; you people think I have time to manage an anime company? Yea, dream on. There just aren't enough hours in the day. (But if Clamp wanted to pass them on to me, I'd be happy to quite school- TAKE THAT EVIL SPANISH TEAHCER!! HA HA HA!)
*Ahem* I'm fine, really.
Trulie's Friend: Sure, just keep telling yourself that.
Trulie: Shut up and leave me alone!! Don't you have news anchors to watch?!
Friend: That's right, it's time for the five o'clock weather report! They have a really cute new anchor!!!
Trulie: *sweat drop* And you think I'm weird….
And now, without further delay, on with the story!!
"Sakura, I feel horrible… the way I've treated you in the past days that I've been back… and w…what happened. I can't help you and it makes me feels so… I don't know Sakura."
"Li-kun, what are you saying?" She wondered. The switch from san to kun made him happy, maybe he still had a chance…
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Syaoran sighed, it was now or never. Hopefully she would be able to forgive him for everything and let him help her through this…
"Sakura, my clan doesn't exactly like you, because you have the cards, and they didn't approve of the relationship we had at all. When I went back, the elders demanded that I break off any contact with you and end our relationship. They threatened me with the my future position as leader; That was the most important thing to me at the time." He admitted in a sad tone, "So I agreed. They put me through a vigorous session that basically enforced my future training. I thought… the entire time I thought of you, but I told myself I didn't care."
I was so stupid to do something like that, and now I've lost her. Maybe not as a friend though.
"I was so dense that I couldn't figure out why I was feeling so empty. I remember laying awake at night and there was this pain just gnawing away inside of me, a constant pain that would never go away. When I told the clan elders, they said it was from stress. But they were wrong; it was because I wasn't with you." He stopped talking and everything was silent save the humming of the lights. (AN: don't cha hate that noise?) "I know it's no excuse for the way I've treated you and I'm not trying to make it into one. I'm so sorry for the way I've acted; I don't deserve to be forgiven. But please, just know that I regret everything I've done."
"Li… Syaoran-kun…" He looked up, shocked at hearing his first name. Sakura was smiling at him, a little faintly, but still it was a smile, "You're wrong, you do deserve to be forgiven, everyone does. So Syaoran- kun, I forgive you and I hope that we can be friends again."
"W…what?" He demanded, stunned.
Her small smile grew and she held out right hand, extending her pinkie, "Friends?"
Heisting, he linked his pinkie with hers in their childhood promise. Then he did something he hadn't done in the longest time; he smiled. "Friends."
"I'm so glad you told me, Syaoran-kun. I thought I had done something that made you hate me."
"I never hated you." He assured her.
Sakura nodded, "I'm so glad that's true." Then, she reached across the bed and gave him a quick hug. It wasn't until now that he realize how much he had missed her; Her smile, her touch, the way she always seemed so happy. He had hurt her, but he had no idea how much until now. And she had forgiven him. That just proved what an amazing person was. Amazing, sweet, and innocent, there just weren't enough words to describe her and her…
Baka! Baka! Baka!! He was such an idiot! He had been troubling Sakura with his stupid problems when she was currently going through something much worse. How could he be stupid enough to forget about what had just happened. I just can't do anything right.
"Sakura, I'm so sorry."
"For what?" She wondered, her eyes questioning.
"For… I forgot about… I can't believe… I was troubling you with my stupid story before even making sure you were okay…"
Her face fell at the mention of *that*. "It's okay Syaoran-kun. Thank-you for taking my mind off… it; and for giving me a friend."
Syaoran took a seat on the bed, "Sakura, you need to tell me what happened." He fought to keep the angry tone from his voice because he knew it would just upset her. Once I find out who did this they'll wish they never set eyes on my Sakura…
Tears shimmered in her eyes and a terrified look passed over her face, "Syaoran-kun, I can't. Not yet. I don't want to think about it if I can help it…"
"That won't make it go away." He pointed out.
"I know. But please Syaoran-kun, understand. I'm not ready to talk…"
He sighed in defeat. On the other hand, he really couldn't blame her. "Do you want anything?"
"No, thank-you." She replied, shaking her head.
"Then maybe you should try to get some sleep." He suggested.
Sakura nodded, "Hai. Goodnight Syaoran-kun."
"Goodnight Sakura." He replied, walking to the bedroom door and shutting it behind him. For the first time in years, he felt complete again. He had Sakura back. Now he had to find the person who had hurt her so much and make them pay…
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"No! Go away, don't touch me!"
But the man wasn't listening, he kept walking closer and closer, backing her into a wall.
"Leave me alone, please!" She sobbed, sinking into the corner and folding herself into a ball. The man only smirked and ran a hand across her shoulder…
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"No! Leave me alone!" Sakura screamed, breathing hard. She sat in bed, covered in sweet. But it wasn't her bed, it was someone else's. Where was she?
A light switched on in the hall and the door opened; she froze. "Sakura, what happened?!" Demanded Syaoran, flipping on the bedroom light.
Sakura relaxed a small bit. She wasn't in danger; she was at Syaoran's apartment, she was safe, for now. But her nightmare… the images were so real, like it was happening all over again. Unwillingly, tears began pouring down her face and soon she collapsed into near hysteric sobbing.
"Sakura, what…" He wondered, concern written all over his face. Hesitantly, he sat next to her and put his arms around her, holding her protectively but not too tight. He hoped it was the right thing to do and wouldn't make her uncomfortable in any way.
"It was so real, I thought it was happening all over again!" She exclaimed between sobs, wrapping her arms around his back and clinging to him like nothing else mattered. "I thought, it was like, I could see everything and feel him… Syaoran, I was so afraid so…"
"Shh, it was a dream, Sakura." He said in a soothing tone, stroking her hair gently. "It's okay, nothing bad will ever happen again. I'll protect you…" Like you protected her from this? A portion of his mind smirked (AN: poor Syaoran, I always make him hear voices inside his head…). Syaoran pushed the thought away, he had no time for it now.
Syaoran held her, rocking her back and forth like a child, until finally her tears began to subside. Sakura pulled back and rubbed her eyes, which were red and swollen.
"Do you feel a little better?" He wondered tentatively. It broke his heart to see her this way and he swore again to make that person pay and pay dearly.
She nodded, "Thank-you for staying with me, Syaoran-kun."
"Of course." He felt awkward and decided it was probably time to leave the room. "Good-night Sakura."
At those words, her face took on a panicked expression. "Please don't leave." She begged, catching hold of his hand. He turned around and looked down at her expectantly.
Sakura blushed and let go of her hand. "I'm sorry, I just… Would you stay with me for a little while? I think that if you're here, I won't have any… dreams." She shuddered.
Anything for you. "I will, if it will make you feel safer."
"Thank-you Syaoran-kun." She laid down in bed once more and Syaoran pulled a chair over towards the bed. Five minutes later, Sakura sat up in bed. "I'm sorry Syaoran-kun, I can't get back to sleep."
"Maybe watching something on t.v. would make you tired." He suggested. She agreed that it might work and the two headed for the living room. The couch (where Syaoran had been sleeping) was a tangle of blankets and sheets. He pulled them from the furniture, handing one to Sakura and tossing all the others into the corner. Clicking on the television, he gave the remote to her and headed for the kitchen.
Minutes later he returned with a mug of warm tea and presented it to Sakura, who was wrapped in a blanket.
She took the cup with a smile and word of thanks; Syaoran sat next to her on the couch. Some old movie was on. It was American made, having something to do with gangsters and the Mafia. Syaoran became so caught up in the plot that he didn't notice when Sakura leaned onto him and eventually fell asleep.
By the time the show ended, he was tired. Stifling a yawn, he clicked off the t.v. and looked around, his face turning ten shades of red when he saw Sakura, her head in his lap, asleep. The right thing, he knew, would be to wake her up. But then, she might not get back to sleep. I'll let her rest a little longer, then take her back to her bed. He decided, compromising between his two impulses.
However, Syaoran was more tired than he thought, and soon drifted off to sleep.
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The second Tomoyo awoke the next morning, she rushed to her window. The snow had stopped and the snow plow had cleared the streets, allowing vehicles to pass through. Her mind filled with thoughts of concern for her best friend, she dressed with all the speed she could muster and rushed downstairs. The driver of the limousine was waiting from her in the lobby and soon Tomoyo was in the vehicle and speed towards Li's apartment. Rushing to the door, she tried to turn the handle but found it locked. When pounding and ringing the doorbell merited no answer, ran around into the garden and peeped into one of the kitchen windows.
A smile lit her face and she strangled an exclaimed of 'kawaii' as she took another look. What she saw was two Card Captors, asleep on the couch in each other's arms.
From her pocket the dark hair girl removed a cell phone and dialed a number.
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-Bring Bring- Syaoran stirred from his sleep, hearing the ringing of the phone in the distance. Opening one eye, than the other he groaned. His muscles were sore and cramped, why had he fallen asleep on the couch? Syaoran's gaze strayed to Sakura, still sleeping peacefully with her head in his lap. A slight blush crept into his face but he smiled just the same.
-Bring Bring!-
"I'm coming, hold on." He muttered, gently lifting up her head so he could stand and setting it back down on a pillow. Syaoran walked to the phone and picked it up, "Li Syaoran."
"Konichiwa (AN: spelling?) Li-kun!" Exclaimed a cheerful voice.
"Daidouji?" (AN: Gomen Jayni '= I swear, I wanna kill whoever invented their names)
"Hai. I was just calling to see how Sakura-chan was holding out."
Syaoran flushed, "She's doing okay, I guess."
A giggle could be hear over the phone. "I think she's better than okay. Would you unlock your door so I could come in please, Li-kun?"
"Where are you?" He demanded, feeling a tingle in his spine like someone was watching him.
"Look out the window to your right." He did and saw Tomoyo waving at him."
" WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW DAIDOUJI?!!" He demanded.
"Shush or you'll wake Sakura-chan." She scolded. "I came to get her, like I promised I would. Will you open the door now? It's cold out here."
"Hai." Syaoran hung up the phone and walked to the door. He debated whether or not he should open the door; that girl could be as evil as that ^^^ When she wanted to be. Well, she was Sakura's best friend and he knew that she only had the best in mind for her best friend.
He opened the door for Tomoyo and closed it behind her.
"I see you two made up." She observed happily.
Syaoran was a little annoyed with her cheery attitude. "Yes, but that doesn't mean nothing happened to Sakura last night."
The dark haired girl sobered immediately. "I know, that's why I came to get her, I made an appointment with a doctor. It think its a good idea she gets looked at." He nodded in agreement.
"Tomoyo-chan, what are you doing here?" Sakura wondered drowsily, sitting up and stretching.
Tomoyo ran to her friend and hugged her, "How are you doing, Sakura-chan?" She wondered anxiously.
The same dark look she had last night passed over her face at the mention of that. "I think I'll be okay, Tomoyo-chan."
She nodded, "But you still need to see a doctor. Come on, I made an appointment for you last night. We need to go if we don't want to be late."
"Hai." She responded, getting to her feet. "Bye Syaoran-kun, and thank- you." She gave him a quick huge a small smile.
"You're welcome." He replied, feeling a little dazed.
"I'll call you after we get back." Tomoyo whispered as she walked by him, pushing Sakura out the door in front of her. "Hopefully…" She shook her head, not wanting to continue.
"Yea, hopefully." Syaoran muttered, waving after the two girls as the got into the limo and sped off.
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Sorry to end it there, but it's 7:00 and if I don't get started on my homework for tomorrow I won't get if finished!! Insane teachers, who do they think they are assigning thirty page essays that are due on Tuesdays. *incomprehensible grumbling* Oh well, I'll get back one day. FIGHT THE SYSTEM!!!!!
Friend: Oh boy, there she goes again.
Trulie: *glares* I thought you were watching the news.
Friend: He wasn't on tonight, so I didn't bother. *shrugs*
Trulie: hopeless.
Friend: -to readers- You know, Trulie isn't her real name.
Trulie: I think they know that already.
Friend: Oh yea, this story is freaky. What the heck is Card Captor Sakura?
Trulie: *forces herself to take deep breath* A t.v. show.
Friend: you mean a cartoon
Trulie: IT'S CALLED ANIME!!!
He He, sure. I'm feeling quite hyper tonight. (Friend: Sure right you are Trulie: Aw, go watch the weather) Well, please comment. I've figured out how I'm going to end this and I can't believe how horribly evil I am. *shrugs* oh well, a story is a story. Laters all ~ Trulie H. (pikogio@yahoo.com)
Good, I feel better now that I've done my complaining for the day. Well, I am sorry I haven't updated in such a long, long while. I hope to break this horrible habit that I've developed starting very soon.
Here's chapter two for your enjoyment. Comments, suggestions, and flames are all welcome. (I've been wanting to have a barbecue he he…) Make sure to check out my other stories!!!
***DISCLAIMER*** Sheesh, I barley have time to do my homework; you people think I have time to manage an anime company? Yea, dream on. There just aren't enough hours in the day. (But if Clamp wanted to pass them on to me, I'd be happy to quite school- TAKE THAT EVIL SPANISH TEAHCER!! HA HA HA!)
*Ahem* I'm fine, really.
Trulie's Friend: Sure, just keep telling yourself that.
Trulie: Shut up and leave me alone!! Don't you have news anchors to watch?!
Friend: That's right, it's time for the five o'clock weather report! They have a really cute new anchor!!!
Trulie: *sweat drop* And you think I'm weird….
And now, without further delay, on with the story!!
"Sakura, I feel horrible… the way I've treated you in the past days that I've been back… and w…what happened. I can't help you and it makes me feels so… I don't know Sakura."
"Li-kun, what are you saying?" She wondered. The switch from san to kun made him happy, maybe he still had a chance…
******************
Syaoran sighed, it was now or never. Hopefully she would be able to forgive him for everything and let him help her through this…
"Sakura, my clan doesn't exactly like you, because you have the cards, and they didn't approve of the relationship we had at all. When I went back, the elders demanded that I break off any contact with you and end our relationship. They threatened me with the my future position as leader; That was the most important thing to me at the time." He admitted in a sad tone, "So I agreed. They put me through a vigorous session that basically enforced my future training. I thought… the entire time I thought of you, but I told myself I didn't care."
I was so stupid to do something like that, and now I've lost her. Maybe not as a friend though.
"I was so dense that I couldn't figure out why I was feeling so empty. I remember laying awake at night and there was this pain just gnawing away inside of me, a constant pain that would never go away. When I told the clan elders, they said it was from stress. But they were wrong; it was because I wasn't with you." He stopped talking and everything was silent save the humming of the lights. (AN: don't cha hate that noise?) "I know it's no excuse for the way I've treated you and I'm not trying to make it into one. I'm so sorry for the way I've acted; I don't deserve to be forgiven. But please, just know that I regret everything I've done."
"Li… Syaoran-kun…" He looked up, shocked at hearing his first name. Sakura was smiling at him, a little faintly, but still it was a smile, "You're wrong, you do deserve to be forgiven, everyone does. So Syaoran- kun, I forgive you and I hope that we can be friends again."
"W…what?" He demanded, stunned.
Her small smile grew and she held out right hand, extending her pinkie, "Friends?"
Heisting, he linked his pinkie with hers in their childhood promise. Then he did something he hadn't done in the longest time; he smiled. "Friends."
"I'm so glad you told me, Syaoran-kun. I thought I had done something that made you hate me."
"I never hated you." He assured her.
Sakura nodded, "I'm so glad that's true." Then, she reached across the bed and gave him a quick hug. It wasn't until now that he realize how much he had missed her; Her smile, her touch, the way she always seemed so happy. He had hurt her, but he had no idea how much until now. And she had forgiven him. That just proved what an amazing person was. Amazing, sweet, and innocent, there just weren't enough words to describe her and her…
Baka! Baka! Baka!! He was such an idiot! He had been troubling Sakura with his stupid problems when she was currently going through something much worse. How could he be stupid enough to forget about what had just happened. I just can't do anything right.
"Sakura, I'm so sorry."
"For what?" She wondered, her eyes questioning.
"For… I forgot about… I can't believe… I was troubling you with my stupid story before even making sure you were okay…"
Her face fell at the mention of *that*. "It's okay Syaoran-kun. Thank-you for taking my mind off… it; and for giving me a friend."
Syaoran took a seat on the bed, "Sakura, you need to tell me what happened." He fought to keep the angry tone from his voice because he knew it would just upset her. Once I find out who did this they'll wish they never set eyes on my Sakura…
Tears shimmered in her eyes and a terrified look passed over her face, "Syaoran-kun, I can't. Not yet. I don't want to think about it if I can help it…"
"That won't make it go away." He pointed out.
"I know. But please Syaoran-kun, understand. I'm not ready to talk…"
He sighed in defeat. On the other hand, he really couldn't blame her. "Do you want anything?"
"No, thank-you." She replied, shaking her head.
"Then maybe you should try to get some sleep." He suggested.
Sakura nodded, "Hai. Goodnight Syaoran-kun."
"Goodnight Sakura." He replied, walking to the bedroom door and shutting it behind him. For the first time in years, he felt complete again. He had Sakura back. Now he had to find the person who had hurt her so much and make them pay…
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"No! Go away, don't touch me!"
But the man wasn't listening, he kept walking closer and closer, backing her into a wall.
"Leave me alone, please!" She sobbed, sinking into the corner and folding herself into a ball. The man only smirked and ran a hand across her shoulder…
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"No! Leave me alone!" Sakura screamed, breathing hard. She sat in bed, covered in sweet. But it wasn't her bed, it was someone else's. Where was she?
A light switched on in the hall and the door opened; she froze. "Sakura, what happened?!" Demanded Syaoran, flipping on the bedroom light.
Sakura relaxed a small bit. She wasn't in danger; she was at Syaoran's apartment, she was safe, for now. But her nightmare… the images were so real, like it was happening all over again. Unwillingly, tears began pouring down her face and soon she collapsed into near hysteric sobbing.
"Sakura, what…" He wondered, concern written all over his face. Hesitantly, he sat next to her and put his arms around her, holding her protectively but not too tight. He hoped it was the right thing to do and wouldn't make her uncomfortable in any way.
"It was so real, I thought it was happening all over again!" She exclaimed between sobs, wrapping her arms around his back and clinging to him like nothing else mattered. "I thought, it was like, I could see everything and feel him… Syaoran, I was so afraid so…"
"Shh, it was a dream, Sakura." He said in a soothing tone, stroking her hair gently. "It's okay, nothing bad will ever happen again. I'll protect you…" Like you protected her from this? A portion of his mind smirked (AN: poor Syaoran, I always make him hear voices inside his head…). Syaoran pushed the thought away, he had no time for it now.
Syaoran held her, rocking her back and forth like a child, until finally her tears began to subside. Sakura pulled back and rubbed her eyes, which were red and swollen.
"Do you feel a little better?" He wondered tentatively. It broke his heart to see her this way and he swore again to make that person pay and pay dearly.
She nodded, "Thank-you for staying with me, Syaoran-kun."
"Of course." He felt awkward and decided it was probably time to leave the room. "Good-night Sakura."
At those words, her face took on a panicked expression. "Please don't leave." She begged, catching hold of his hand. He turned around and looked down at her expectantly.
Sakura blushed and let go of her hand. "I'm sorry, I just… Would you stay with me for a little while? I think that if you're here, I won't have any… dreams." She shuddered.
Anything for you. "I will, if it will make you feel safer."
"Thank-you Syaoran-kun." She laid down in bed once more and Syaoran pulled a chair over towards the bed. Five minutes later, Sakura sat up in bed. "I'm sorry Syaoran-kun, I can't get back to sleep."
"Maybe watching something on t.v. would make you tired." He suggested. She agreed that it might work and the two headed for the living room. The couch (where Syaoran had been sleeping) was a tangle of blankets and sheets. He pulled them from the furniture, handing one to Sakura and tossing all the others into the corner. Clicking on the television, he gave the remote to her and headed for the kitchen.
Minutes later he returned with a mug of warm tea and presented it to Sakura, who was wrapped in a blanket.
She took the cup with a smile and word of thanks; Syaoran sat next to her on the couch. Some old movie was on. It was American made, having something to do with gangsters and the Mafia. Syaoran became so caught up in the plot that he didn't notice when Sakura leaned onto him and eventually fell asleep.
By the time the show ended, he was tired. Stifling a yawn, he clicked off the t.v. and looked around, his face turning ten shades of red when he saw Sakura, her head in his lap, asleep. The right thing, he knew, would be to wake her up. But then, she might not get back to sleep. I'll let her rest a little longer, then take her back to her bed. He decided, compromising between his two impulses.
However, Syaoran was more tired than he thought, and soon drifted off to sleep.
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The second Tomoyo awoke the next morning, she rushed to her window. The snow had stopped and the snow plow had cleared the streets, allowing vehicles to pass through. Her mind filled with thoughts of concern for her best friend, she dressed with all the speed she could muster and rushed downstairs. The driver of the limousine was waiting from her in the lobby and soon Tomoyo was in the vehicle and speed towards Li's apartment. Rushing to the door, she tried to turn the handle but found it locked. When pounding and ringing the doorbell merited no answer, ran around into the garden and peeped into one of the kitchen windows.
A smile lit her face and she strangled an exclaimed of 'kawaii' as she took another look. What she saw was two Card Captors, asleep on the couch in each other's arms.
From her pocket the dark hair girl removed a cell phone and dialed a number.
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-Bring Bring- Syaoran stirred from his sleep, hearing the ringing of the phone in the distance. Opening one eye, than the other he groaned. His muscles were sore and cramped, why had he fallen asleep on the couch? Syaoran's gaze strayed to Sakura, still sleeping peacefully with her head in his lap. A slight blush crept into his face but he smiled just the same.
-Bring Bring!-
"I'm coming, hold on." He muttered, gently lifting up her head so he could stand and setting it back down on a pillow. Syaoran walked to the phone and picked it up, "Li Syaoran."
"Konichiwa (AN: spelling?) Li-kun!" Exclaimed a cheerful voice.
"Daidouji?" (AN: Gomen Jayni '= I swear, I wanna kill whoever invented their names)
"Hai. I was just calling to see how Sakura-chan was holding out."
Syaoran flushed, "She's doing okay, I guess."
A giggle could be hear over the phone. "I think she's better than okay. Would you unlock your door so I could come in please, Li-kun?"
"Where are you?" He demanded, feeling a tingle in his spine like someone was watching him.
"Look out the window to your right." He did and saw Tomoyo waving at him."
" WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW DAIDOUJI?!!" He demanded.
"Shush or you'll wake Sakura-chan." She scolded. "I came to get her, like I promised I would. Will you open the door now? It's cold out here."
"Hai." Syaoran hung up the phone and walked to the door. He debated whether or not he should open the door; that girl could be as evil as that ^^^ When she wanted to be. Well, she was Sakura's best friend and he knew that she only had the best in mind for her best friend.
He opened the door for Tomoyo and closed it behind her.
"I see you two made up." She observed happily.
Syaoran was a little annoyed with her cheery attitude. "Yes, but that doesn't mean nothing happened to Sakura last night."
The dark haired girl sobered immediately. "I know, that's why I came to get her, I made an appointment with a doctor. It think its a good idea she gets looked at." He nodded in agreement.
"Tomoyo-chan, what are you doing here?" Sakura wondered drowsily, sitting up and stretching.
Tomoyo ran to her friend and hugged her, "How are you doing, Sakura-chan?" She wondered anxiously.
The same dark look she had last night passed over her face at the mention of that. "I think I'll be okay, Tomoyo-chan."
She nodded, "But you still need to see a doctor. Come on, I made an appointment for you last night. We need to go if we don't want to be late."
"Hai." She responded, getting to her feet. "Bye Syaoran-kun, and thank- you." She gave him a quick huge a small smile.
"You're welcome." He replied, feeling a little dazed.
"I'll call you after we get back." Tomoyo whispered as she walked by him, pushing Sakura out the door in front of her. "Hopefully…" She shook her head, not wanting to continue.
"Yea, hopefully." Syaoran muttered, waving after the two girls as the got into the limo and sped off.
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Sorry to end it there, but it's 7:00 and if I don't get started on my homework for tomorrow I won't get if finished!! Insane teachers, who do they think they are assigning thirty page essays that are due on Tuesdays. *incomprehensible grumbling* Oh well, I'll get back one day. FIGHT THE SYSTEM!!!!!
Friend: Oh boy, there she goes again.
Trulie: *glares* I thought you were watching the news.
Friend: He wasn't on tonight, so I didn't bother. *shrugs*
Trulie: hopeless.
Friend: -to readers- You know, Trulie isn't her real name.
Trulie: I think they know that already.
Friend: Oh yea, this story is freaky. What the heck is Card Captor Sakura?
Trulie: *forces herself to take deep breath* A t.v. show.
Friend: you mean a cartoon
Trulie: IT'S CALLED ANIME!!!
He He, sure. I'm feeling quite hyper tonight. (Friend: Sure right you are Trulie: Aw, go watch the weather) Well, please comment. I've figured out how I'm going to end this and I can't believe how horribly evil I am. *shrugs* oh well, a story is a story. Laters all ~ Trulie H. (pikogio@yahoo.com)