Author's Notes:
Konnichiwa Minna-san! MidoriTenshiSakura is here once again! This is my third fanfic ever to be posted on the ever-so-pleasing fanfiction.net! This is the first time I will write in chapters. Just read, enjoy and PLEASE...REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Disclaimer: Yeah, I know. CCS does not belong to me. It's CLAMP's and Kodansha's property. And I'm not making any money from it.
Standard Rules apply. [you know...thoughts, flashbacks...]
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Look, Don't Touch, You're Asking Much
Chapter Three: The Phonecall and The Forgotten Soccer Game
"Thanks for dinner, Tomoyo-chan." Eriol said as he bowed to Tomoyo.
"It's all right. I have no one to have dinner with anyway. Oka-san is in an emergency meeting tonight." she replied as they headed to the door. "Can you come over here tomorrow so we could practice?" Tomoyo asked.
"Why sure. It'll be my pleasure to practice with the ever-talented Daidouji Tomoyo." Eriol got Tomoyo's right hand and kissed it, like a gentleman would do to a maiden. "Thak you for inviting me over and I'll make sure I make my presence be felt here tomorrow. Farewell, Plum Blossom." Eriol waved his hand and in an instant a plum blossom appeared in his grasp, and he put it gently on Tomoyo's palm.
Tomoyo giggled and Eriol smiled evilly. Then he walked out of the gate. 'Eriol-kun is so sweet...' Tomoyo felt heat rise to her cheeks as the thought of Eriol overpowered her. 'What am I thinking?' She turned on her heels and entered the manor.
Sakura lay down on her bed, still thinking about what will happen tomorrow night. She can't help but tell her oto-san, onii-chan and soon-to-be one-san while having dinner about her date. Fujitaka smiled at her, Touya grunted and Kaho smiled at Touya's reaction. She could still remember the conversation...
Fujitaka: So when are you planning to get married?
Touya: Two weeks from now.
Fujitaka: Two weeks from now? Then that means...
Kaho: Hai, Kinomoto-san. It's Touya-kun's tanjobi.
Sakura: Sugoi! That would be wonderful!
Fujitaka: Do you have the list of your sponsors prepared?
Kaho: Not yet, Kinomoto-san. We just decided upon it this afternoon.
Fujitaka: Kaho-san, you can just call me oto-san.
Touya: [blushes] Hai, Kaho.
Kaho: [smiles] Hai, oto-san.
*silence*
Sakura: Oto-san?
Fujitaka: Hmm? Nan desu ka, Sakura-chan?
Sakura: I have a date tomorrow night.
Touya: Sugoi. The kaijuu has a date.
Sakura: [veins pop out] Kaijuu janai yo!
Fujitaka: Really? With who?
Sakura: Syaoran-kun.
Touya: [throws up the water drinking] Wha-What? That gaki?
Sakura: Syaoran-kun is not a gaki!
Kaho: Touya-kun! You're so mean! [turns to Sakura] Really?
Sakura: [nods] Hai, with Syaoran-kun.
Touya: [mumbling] A kaijuu going out with a gaki, how grand.
Fujitaka: Touya-kun?! Quit it, your sister is already 18!
Sakura jumped out of bed when her cellphone rang.
"Moshi-moshi?! Sakura desu."
"Oi, Sakura, Syaoran desu."
"Syaoran-kun!" she practically shouted, much to her excitement.
"Sakura-chan, I can't think of a place where we could go tomorrow night... Where do you want to go?" Syaoran asked, pacing to and fro in his bedroom.
"Well...we could go to a disco..." Sakura said as she sat down in front of her study.
"...That's if it's fine with you." she added quickly and hesitantly.
'What? a disco?' Syaoran thought. 'I hate discos!'
"Syaoran-kun? Are you still there?"
"Huh?"
"If you don't want to go to a disco then-"
"Iie. It's all right. Why didn't I think of that?" Syaoran said against his will.
"So..."
"So..."
"I'll pick you up at around... seven? Discos don't open until that time, ne?"
"Hai."
A pregnant silence.
"Syaoran-kun?"
"Eh?"
"What will I wear?"
"Uh... I have no idea..."
"He-he-he.." Sakura laughed.
"Dou shou tano?" Syaoran asked. Sakura could imagine Syaoran pouting.
"He-he-he..."
"Oh, I know. I'm a baka, ne, Sakura-chan?"
"He-he-he..."
"Mou..."
"He-he.. It's because we both don't know!" Sakura could hear Syaoran trying to suppress his laughter.
"Mhm-mhm-mhm..."
"We are both baka!" Sakura said.
"Well as far as I know, people in discos don't wear gowns and coats and ties."
"Hai..." Sakura started to laugh again.
After about an hour of chatting about nonsense...
"Sakura-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"I... Watashi..."
"You what, Syaoran-kun?"
"Nothing."
"Oh..."
"I'd love to talk more but I have to go now. We've still got Soccer practice tomorrow."
"Oh, all right. Oyasumi Nasai!"
"Oyasumi nasai!"
"Ja!"
"Ja!"
"Wo ai ni..." Syaoran said as Sakura hung up.
"WO AI NI!!!!!!" Syaoran jumped at his seat at the sound of the voice.
"M-Meiling-sama! How long have you been there?"
"About an hour ago..." Meiling replied as she walked into the room.
Syaoran blushed.
"So, you finally invited her out! Great move, my cousin!" Meiling exclaimed as she threw him a small box. He looked up just in time and caught the flying object.
"Xie-xie, Meiling-sama."
"So, where are you taking her to? A motel?"
Syaoran fumed. "Meiling!"
"Hai, hai. Just joking. Where are you going anyway?"
"To a disco."
"A disco! Sugoi!" Meiling smiled genkily.
"Demo..."
"But what, Syaoran-kun?"
"It's like LIVING HELL!"
"Xiao Lang-sama! Dont' forget that your room is just across her room! Tone down, she might hear you!" Meiling pounded him with a pillow.
"Hai, hai. Demo... I don't know what to do. I don't like discos!"
"Oh come on, Xiao Lang. It's not that bad. It's nice! Women dressed in short skirts, cleavage-revealing outfits, hoops..."
"Yamette, Meiling-sama!" Syaoran blushed at the thought of Sakura wearing a short skirt.
"So, what else is your problem, dear cousin?"
"MY outfit."
"YOUR outfit? Hmm... Could I peek in your closet?"
Syaoran nodded.
Meiling rummaged through his closet, brushing away one hanger after the other. "This one? Nah. This, uh-huh. No. Ah! This one!" she turned to Syaoran. "This, my dear cousin, will be your outfit." Meiling showed him a pair of khaki pants and a loose blue polo shirt with Chinese writings all over it.
"Demo..."
"NO BUTS! Try it on!"
Syaoran grunted, but eventually tried the clothes on as Meiling went out of the room.
After aboout two minutes Syaoran called Meiling. "Meiling-sama! I'm done."
Meiling stepped into the room and looked at Syaoran. "Kawaii!" was her faint expression, and satisfaction was shown on her chinese face. "Now you're ready to go!"
"I go out with no shoes? You got to be kidding!"
"Oh yeah, right! Silly me..." Meiling rushed out of the room and came back with a box.
"Whoa, what's in that box?"
"Just open it!" Meiling shoved it into Syaoran's arms.
Syaoran opened the box and caught sight of a black Nike Shox. "Does THESE..." he pointed to the shoes, "...go with THESE?" as his index finger stopped to point on the clothes he was wearing.
Meiling nodded, a cute smile playing on her lips.
"Meiling-sama?"
"Hmm?"
"Xie xie." Syaoran's features softened as he said his thanks to his dear cousin.
"Nah, that's all right. Anything for you and Sakura-chan. Now, remove your clothes and change o your pj's. You have to sleep now and tomorrow you have a soccer game." Meiling motioned herself to go out the door.
"Huh?" Syaoran looked up. "A soccer game?"
Meiling stopped and turned to Syaoran. "Xiao Lang, you have a game tomorrow! Today's Feb. 15, tomorrow is 16. And you have a game against..."
"Yokohama High School! I almost forgot! Thanks for reminding me." Syaoran smiled once again.
"You know, dear cousin, I could have mistaken you to have Alzheimer's Disease if it weren't for you remembering your date with Sakura-chan. Just this dinnertime you even put the dishes in the Laundry Basket!"
"I did?"
"Uh-huh. And to top all that, you made konnyaku and ate with delight."
"I ACTUALLY ATE KONNYAKU? " Syaoran felt nauseatic. "I think I'm going to puke."
"Oh yeah right, Xiao Lang. Puke on your clothes, then have nothing to wear tomorrow night. Change!" Meiling walked out of the door.
Syaoran hastily changed his clothes and slipped into his pajamas, then ran out of his room and stopped in front of the other room. "Meiling-sama?"
"Nani?" a muffled voice behind the door spoke.
"Can I ask you something?"
"You could come in."
Syaoran poked his head inside the room and his gaze landed on suitcases on the left side of the room. "Why are your things packed?"
Meiling sighed audibly. "Xiao Lang! I'm going to move to the Daidouji mansion tomorrow, remember?"
"Oh yeah, right! I forgot about it."
"Tsk.Tsk.Tsk. You REALLY HAVE Alzheimer's Disease."
"By the way, is the Cheerleading squad going to cheer for us tomorrow?"
"But of course."
"Oh."
"And you know what?"
"I still don't know." Syaoran remarked sarcastically.
"Listen!"
"Hai. I'm listening." Meiling could hear laughter supressed in his voice.
"Our Team Captain is wearing a short Short mini skirt and a VERY tight midrib tee tomorrow."
Syaoran could imagine his Sakura-chan wearing mini skirt and a midrib top. He turned red.
"Oi, Xiao Lang! You're blushing! Pervert! You're thinking of Sakura-chan, eh?"
"I-I-I'm g-g-gonna s-s-s-sleep now." Syaoran stammered and struggled to walk straight to his bedroom.
Eriol sat infront of the grand piano in the living room of his humongous abode.
"Master, why are you deep in thoughts?" a blue panther fluttered into the room and sat on the window sill, wearing his supposed to be "glasses".
"Oh no I'm not. I just remembered something. Nothing to worry about, dear Spinel.
"SSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!" a voice rang from the kitchen. The whole house shook as a genki girl ran to the living room.
"Master! Help me!" Spinel hid behind Eriol, just in time as a red-headed girl entered the room.
"Eriol-sama! Here's your COFFEE!" She beamed.
"Why thank you, Ruby." He sipped his coffee.
Nakuru looked at the window sill, and no Spinel was in the place. "Master?"
"What is it, Ruby?"
"Where is Suppi?"
Spinel shivered behind Eriol, sensing revelation of his whereabouts.
"I don't know."
Spinel breathed in, after holding his breath for a minute.
"By the way," Eriol started as he noticed Nakuru still wearing her apron. "Are you not going out with Yukito-san tonight?"
Nakuru blushed slightly. "Nah, we changed our minds. He is just coming over here tonight instead. He might even sleep here tonight."
"Really? It's good we have guests here. This place is too big for us three. And speaking of Yukito, here he comes now."
A knock was heard and Nakuru went to answer it. Spinel flew up in front of Eriol.
"Thank you master, for sparing me of that genki girl."
"Sure thing. Just do your reading upstairs."
"I will." Spinel got his book and "reading glasses" and flew up to his room.
And Eriol got his pen and tensed his muscles, as he wrote six words on his unfinished composition.
"Everytime I try to rise above."
He wrote more, not being distracted by a hyperactive Moon Guardian and a monotonous Sun Guardian.
Meiling waited for the phone to be answered. After three rings it came to a halt as someone's voice came in.
"Moshimoshi. Kinomoto residence. Touya desu."
"Touya-san, Meiling desu. Where is Sakura-chan?"
"Oi, Meiling-san. Chotto matte..." Meiling heard Touya shout "Kaijuu" and then some footsteps descending from the stairs, a phrase "Kaijuu janai yo!" and a scream.
"Meiling-chan! What made you call?"
"Do you know about the soccer game tomorrow?"
"What soccer game?"
"Oh yeah, right. Team Captain Kinomoto Sakura doesn't have any idea that there will be a soccer game tomorrow."
"Oh, I almost forgot! We have a game against Yokohama High School! Thanks for reminding me."
"That's ok."
"Did Syaoran-kun know about it?"
"Just like you, he almost forgot about it."
"Honto?"
"Uh-huh. Probably because he has the first stage of Alzheimer's Disease."
"Really now, Meiling-chan."
"By the way, Syaoran-kun told me he invited you out and you were going to a disco."
"Yeah. Uh, Meiling-chan? Does he like disos?"
Meiling swallowed a lump on her throat. "Well, sort of... He said he thinks discos are not bad." 'Oh god, Xiao Lang's gonna kill me for this!'
"Oh, good. But I have a problem, Meiling-chan."
"Nan desu ka?"
"I don't know what to wear."
Meiling smiled inwardly. "You want me to come over to your house now?"
"Could you?"
"Duh, it wouldn't take forever to go there in your house. I'm just here next to your house, remember?"
"Oh yeah! I'll wait for you."
"Be right there." and they hung up.
~End of Chapter Three~
Author's Notes:
1. Whew! Another chapter done!
2. About the disco thing. I just thought that it would be nic if there really is a disco and Syaoran stinkingly hates it.
3.About Sakura consulting Meiling. It is un-Sakura-like to consult Meiling. She would have consulted Tomoyo, am I right? but you know, it kinda fits in the story. Afterall, Meiling did call Sakura and they are friends.
4. About wrong grammar. Gomen. I am no whiz kid to be right in my grammar all the time.
5. About the japanese phrase. Another gomen. I don't know what the spelling is or if it is appropriate. It's waht I got from a Japanese dictionary. I am no Nihonjin to be a fluent speaker of Nihongo. Please review! If I dont get five reviews I won't post the next chapters!
[if you want me to give you a copy of all of these sent in your email add...I could do that...] ^_^
~MidoriTenshiSakura~
Konnichiwa Minna-san! MidoriTenshiSakura is here once again! This is my third fanfic ever to be posted on the ever-so-pleasing fanfiction.net! This is the first time I will write in chapters. Just read, enjoy and PLEASE...REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***********************************************************************
Disclaimer: Yeah, I know. CCS does not belong to me. It's CLAMP's and Kodansha's property. And I'm not making any money from it.
Standard Rules apply. [you know...thoughts, flashbacks...]
***********************************************************************
Look, Don't Touch, You're Asking Much
Chapter Three: The Phonecall and The Forgotten Soccer Game
"Thanks for dinner, Tomoyo-chan." Eriol said as he bowed to Tomoyo.
"It's all right. I have no one to have dinner with anyway. Oka-san is in an emergency meeting tonight." she replied as they headed to the door. "Can you come over here tomorrow so we could practice?" Tomoyo asked.
"Why sure. It'll be my pleasure to practice with the ever-talented Daidouji Tomoyo." Eriol got Tomoyo's right hand and kissed it, like a gentleman would do to a maiden. "Thak you for inviting me over and I'll make sure I make my presence be felt here tomorrow. Farewell, Plum Blossom." Eriol waved his hand and in an instant a plum blossom appeared in his grasp, and he put it gently on Tomoyo's palm.
Tomoyo giggled and Eriol smiled evilly. Then he walked out of the gate. 'Eriol-kun is so sweet...' Tomoyo felt heat rise to her cheeks as the thought of Eriol overpowered her. 'What am I thinking?' She turned on her heels and entered the manor.
Sakura lay down on her bed, still thinking about what will happen tomorrow night. She can't help but tell her oto-san, onii-chan and soon-to-be one-san while having dinner about her date. Fujitaka smiled at her, Touya grunted and Kaho smiled at Touya's reaction. She could still remember the conversation...
Fujitaka: So when are you planning to get married?
Touya: Two weeks from now.
Fujitaka: Two weeks from now? Then that means...
Kaho: Hai, Kinomoto-san. It's Touya-kun's tanjobi.
Sakura: Sugoi! That would be wonderful!
Fujitaka: Do you have the list of your sponsors prepared?
Kaho: Not yet, Kinomoto-san. We just decided upon it this afternoon.
Fujitaka: Kaho-san, you can just call me oto-san.
Touya: [blushes] Hai, Kaho.
Kaho: [smiles] Hai, oto-san.
*silence*
Sakura: Oto-san?
Fujitaka: Hmm? Nan desu ka, Sakura-chan?
Sakura: I have a date tomorrow night.
Touya: Sugoi. The kaijuu has a date.
Sakura: [veins pop out] Kaijuu janai yo!
Fujitaka: Really? With who?
Sakura: Syaoran-kun.
Touya: [throws up the water drinking] Wha-What? That gaki?
Sakura: Syaoran-kun is not a gaki!
Kaho: Touya-kun! You're so mean! [turns to Sakura] Really?
Sakura: [nods] Hai, with Syaoran-kun.
Touya: [mumbling] A kaijuu going out with a gaki, how grand.
Fujitaka: Touya-kun?! Quit it, your sister is already 18!
Sakura jumped out of bed when her cellphone rang.
"Moshi-moshi?! Sakura desu."
"Oi, Sakura, Syaoran desu."
"Syaoran-kun!" she practically shouted, much to her excitement.
"Sakura-chan, I can't think of a place where we could go tomorrow night... Where do you want to go?" Syaoran asked, pacing to and fro in his bedroom.
"Well...we could go to a disco..." Sakura said as she sat down in front of her study.
"...That's if it's fine with you." she added quickly and hesitantly.
'What? a disco?' Syaoran thought. 'I hate discos!'
"Syaoran-kun? Are you still there?"
"Huh?"
"If you don't want to go to a disco then-"
"Iie. It's all right. Why didn't I think of that?" Syaoran said against his will.
"So..."
"So..."
"I'll pick you up at around... seven? Discos don't open until that time, ne?"
"Hai."
A pregnant silence.
"Syaoran-kun?"
"Eh?"
"What will I wear?"
"Uh... I have no idea..."
"He-he-he.." Sakura laughed.
"Dou shou tano?" Syaoran asked. Sakura could imagine Syaoran pouting.
"He-he-he..."
"Oh, I know. I'm a baka, ne, Sakura-chan?"
"He-he-he..."
"Mou..."
"He-he.. It's because we both don't know!" Sakura could hear Syaoran trying to suppress his laughter.
"Mhm-mhm-mhm..."
"We are both baka!" Sakura said.
"Well as far as I know, people in discos don't wear gowns and coats and ties."
"Hai..." Sakura started to laugh again.
After about an hour of chatting about nonsense...
"Sakura-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"I... Watashi..."
"You what, Syaoran-kun?"
"Nothing."
"Oh..."
"I'd love to talk more but I have to go now. We've still got Soccer practice tomorrow."
"Oh, all right. Oyasumi Nasai!"
"Oyasumi nasai!"
"Ja!"
"Ja!"
"Wo ai ni..." Syaoran said as Sakura hung up.
"WO AI NI!!!!!!" Syaoran jumped at his seat at the sound of the voice.
"M-Meiling-sama! How long have you been there?"
"About an hour ago..." Meiling replied as she walked into the room.
Syaoran blushed.
"So, you finally invited her out! Great move, my cousin!" Meiling exclaimed as she threw him a small box. He looked up just in time and caught the flying object.
"Xie-xie, Meiling-sama."
"So, where are you taking her to? A motel?"
Syaoran fumed. "Meiling!"
"Hai, hai. Just joking. Where are you going anyway?"
"To a disco."
"A disco! Sugoi!" Meiling smiled genkily.
"Demo..."
"But what, Syaoran-kun?"
"It's like LIVING HELL!"
"Xiao Lang-sama! Dont' forget that your room is just across her room! Tone down, she might hear you!" Meiling pounded him with a pillow.
"Hai, hai. Demo... I don't know what to do. I don't like discos!"
"Oh come on, Xiao Lang. It's not that bad. It's nice! Women dressed in short skirts, cleavage-revealing outfits, hoops..."
"Yamette, Meiling-sama!" Syaoran blushed at the thought of Sakura wearing a short skirt.
"So, what else is your problem, dear cousin?"
"MY outfit."
"YOUR outfit? Hmm... Could I peek in your closet?"
Syaoran nodded.
Meiling rummaged through his closet, brushing away one hanger after the other. "This one? Nah. This, uh-huh. No. Ah! This one!" she turned to Syaoran. "This, my dear cousin, will be your outfit." Meiling showed him a pair of khaki pants and a loose blue polo shirt with Chinese writings all over it.
"Demo..."
"NO BUTS! Try it on!"
Syaoran grunted, but eventually tried the clothes on as Meiling went out of the room.
After aboout two minutes Syaoran called Meiling. "Meiling-sama! I'm done."
Meiling stepped into the room and looked at Syaoran. "Kawaii!" was her faint expression, and satisfaction was shown on her chinese face. "Now you're ready to go!"
"I go out with no shoes? You got to be kidding!"
"Oh yeah, right! Silly me..." Meiling rushed out of the room and came back with a box.
"Whoa, what's in that box?"
"Just open it!" Meiling shoved it into Syaoran's arms.
Syaoran opened the box and caught sight of a black Nike Shox. "Does THESE..." he pointed to the shoes, "...go with THESE?" as his index finger stopped to point on the clothes he was wearing.
Meiling nodded, a cute smile playing on her lips.
"Meiling-sama?"
"Hmm?"
"Xie xie." Syaoran's features softened as he said his thanks to his dear cousin.
"Nah, that's all right. Anything for you and Sakura-chan. Now, remove your clothes and change o your pj's. You have to sleep now and tomorrow you have a soccer game." Meiling motioned herself to go out the door.
"Huh?" Syaoran looked up. "A soccer game?"
Meiling stopped and turned to Syaoran. "Xiao Lang, you have a game tomorrow! Today's Feb. 15, tomorrow is 16. And you have a game against..."
"Yokohama High School! I almost forgot! Thanks for reminding me." Syaoran smiled once again.
"You know, dear cousin, I could have mistaken you to have Alzheimer's Disease if it weren't for you remembering your date with Sakura-chan. Just this dinnertime you even put the dishes in the Laundry Basket!"
"I did?"
"Uh-huh. And to top all that, you made konnyaku and ate with delight."
"I ACTUALLY ATE KONNYAKU? " Syaoran felt nauseatic. "I think I'm going to puke."
"Oh yeah right, Xiao Lang. Puke on your clothes, then have nothing to wear tomorrow night. Change!" Meiling walked out of the door.
Syaoran hastily changed his clothes and slipped into his pajamas, then ran out of his room and stopped in front of the other room. "Meiling-sama?"
"Nani?" a muffled voice behind the door spoke.
"Can I ask you something?"
"You could come in."
Syaoran poked his head inside the room and his gaze landed on suitcases on the left side of the room. "Why are your things packed?"
Meiling sighed audibly. "Xiao Lang! I'm going to move to the Daidouji mansion tomorrow, remember?"
"Oh yeah, right! I forgot about it."
"Tsk.Tsk.Tsk. You REALLY HAVE Alzheimer's Disease."
"By the way, is the Cheerleading squad going to cheer for us tomorrow?"
"But of course."
"Oh."
"And you know what?"
"I still don't know." Syaoran remarked sarcastically.
"Listen!"
"Hai. I'm listening." Meiling could hear laughter supressed in his voice.
"Our Team Captain is wearing a short Short mini skirt and a VERY tight midrib tee tomorrow."
Syaoran could imagine his Sakura-chan wearing mini skirt and a midrib top. He turned red.
"Oi, Xiao Lang! You're blushing! Pervert! You're thinking of Sakura-chan, eh?"
"I-I-I'm g-g-gonna s-s-s-sleep now." Syaoran stammered and struggled to walk straight to his bedroom.
Eriol sat infront of the grand piano in the living room of his humongous abode.
"Master, why are you deep in thoughts?" a blue panther fluttered into the room and sat on the window sill, wearing his supposed to be "glasses".
"Oh no I'm not. I just remembered something. Nothing to worry about, dear Spinel.
"SSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!" a voice rang from the kitchen. The whole house shook as a genki girl ran to the living room.
"Master! Help me!" Spinel hid behind Eriol, just in time as a red-headed girl entered the room.
"Eriol-sama! Here's your COFFEE!" She beamed.
"Why thank you, Ruby." He sipped his coffee.
Nakuru looked at the window sill, and no Spinel was in the place. "Master?"
"What is it, Ruby?"
"Where is Suppi?"
Spinel shivered behind Eriol, sensing revelation of his whereabouts.
"I don't know."
Spinel breathed in, after holding his breath for a minute.
"By the way," Eriol started as he noticed Nakuru still wearing her apron. "Are you not going out with Yukito-san tonight?"
Nakuru blushed slightly. "Nah, we changed our minds. He is just coming over here tonight instead. He might even sleep here tonight."
"Really? It's good we have guests here. This place is too big for us three. And speaking of Yukito, here he comes now."
A knock was heard and Nakuru went to answer it. Spinel flew up in front of Eriol.
"Thank you master, for sparing me of that genki girl."
"Sure thing. Just do your reading upstairs."
"I will." Spinel got his book and "reading glasses" and flew up to his room.
And Eriol got his pen and tensed his muscles, as he wrote six words on his unfinished composition.
"Everytime I try to rise above."
He wrote more, not being distracted by a hyperactive Moon Guardian and a monotonous Sun Guardian.
Meiling waited for the phone to be answered. After three rings it came to a halt as someone's voice came in.
"Moshimoshi. Kinomoto residence. Touya desu."
"Touya-san, Meiling desu. Where is Sakura-chan?"
"Oi, Meiling-san. Chotto matte..." Meiling heard Touya shout "Kaijuu" and then some footsteps descending from the stairs, a phrase "Kaijuu janai yo!" and a scream.
"Meiling-chan! What made you call?"
"Do you know about the soccer game tomorrow?"
"What soccer game?"
"Oh yeah, right. Team Captain Kinomoto Sakura doesn't have any idea that there will be a soccer game tomorrow."
"Oh, I almost forgot! We have a game against Yokohama High School! Thanks for reminding me."
"That's ok."
"Did Syaoran-kun know about it?"
"Just like you, he almost forgot about it."
"Honto?"
"Uh-huh. Probably because he has the first stage of Alzheimer's Disease."
"Really now, Meiling-chan."
"By the way, Syaoran-kun told me he invited you out and you were going to a disco."
"Yeah. Uh, Meiling-chan? Does he like disos?"
Meiling swallowed a lump on her throat. "Well, sort of... He said he thinks discos are not bad." 'Oh god, Xiao Lang's gonna kill me for this!'
"Oh, good. But I have a problem, Meiling-chan."
"Nan desu ka?"
"I don't know what to wear."
Meiling smiled inwardly. "You want me to come over to your house now?"
"Could you?"
"Duh, it wouldn't take forever to go there in your house. I'm just here next to your house, remember?"
"Oh yeah! I'll wait for you."
"Be right there." and they hung up.
~End of Chapter Three~
Author's Notes:
1. Whew! Another chapter done!
2. About the disco thing. I just thought that it would be nic if there really is a disco and Syaoran stinkingly hates it.
3.About Sakura consulting Meiling. It is un-Sakura-like to consult Meiling. She would have consulted Tomoyo, am I right? but you know, it kinda fits in the story. Afterall, Meiling did call Sakura and they are friends.
4. About wrong grammar. Gomen. I am no whiz kid to be right in my grammar all the time.
5. About the japanese phrase. Another gomen. I don't know what the spelling is or if it is appropriate. It's waht I got from a Japanese dictionary. I am no Nihonjin to be a fluent speaker of Nihongo. Please review! If I dont get five reviews I won't post the next chapters!
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~MidoriTenshiSakura~