Chapter 2:
~Syaoran's P.O.V~
Damn them and they're stupid ways. Why do I have to get a parent to sign this? Back in Hong Kong, it was a one two three easy snap and go. But no, I have to get a signature when I'm perfectly fine by myself. And the fact that I don't have anyone else with in Japan. I came for a reason, why can't they realize that???
Getting back to this paperwork. Why even bother going to school again? I must be out of my mind...Now to forge a signature. But of who? I know, Wei. He's like my mentor, you know? I set there, and I sign his name, very carefully and frilly like his signature. Don't start thinking me as a forger now. I placed it with my school stuff, and slide into bed for the night.
I remember back at home with Wei. It was an exhilarating experience with the old man. His looks appeared as a grandfather, but he had grace of a young adult. I imagined that one time when I was training with Meiling......
Meiling....No, Meiling, why? Why did you die? Leave me alone on this cold cruel world? All I can dream of is your ice cold blood splattered on my hands, on my clothes, on my soul. It haunts me in the night, taunts me in the day. Everyday, when I'm living without you.... Why did you die? Why? Was is destiny? Was this you path to lead as when you were born? But then, why am I suffering? Is this punishment? If so, what have I done...?
Why?
~In the Front of Seijou High~
Sakura was standing, watching the other local students arrive for another day at school. Surprisingly, she was very early today. She had a fitful night of sleep, but that didn't stop her from being so genki as usual.
Finally, she glanced around one more time behind her, then turned around.
"HOE!!?!?!" There stood Tomoyo, in all her glory. With her camcorder. In her face.
"Tomoyo-chan! Don't do that!" Sakura yelled, clutching her heart. Hey, things like that can make your heart stop sometimes.
Tomoyo stood there, still with her camera. "Gomen Sakura, but I just had to add another section to my series. 'Sakura's Heart Shattering Scare' Ohohohoh! I am so great! No one is better than my exquisite Sakura-chan!" Sakura was sweatdropping all through the conversation.
Suddenly, she saw some of the female population whispering. Noticing Tomoyo's eyes widen a bit, she asks her, "Tomoyo-chan, what's going on?"
"Didn't you hear?" A head shake told her the answer. "We have a new student. And you know how rare we get new students, especially in the middle of the year."
"Honto ni?"
"Hai. From what I hear, he's a senior from Hong Kong. They say he's a bishonen!"
"Demo, they always say that." Sakura was in thought.
"He's very mysterious. That's about it."
"I'm shocked Tomoyo. You're the Queen of Gossip, and even you don't know anymore? That's a quencher."
"Since when were you interested in gossip? Anyway, I find you more interesting than anything else." The two of them laughed.
While the bell rang, students shuffled into hallways and classrooms.
~Sakura's P.O.V.~
That is very peculiar. Having a new student is not common. I wonder what he looks like?
Oh no, Baka's approaching again. Can't he get a clue? I'm not interested! But it's pointless, he's a dimwit.
"Hey Sakura. Wanna get a shake after school?" He smells revolting. Too much cologne.
"No thank you. Bye." I left down the hall, weaving in between students. Later, I see Tomoyo, and we both enter to our homeroom.
I never did see the new student that day...
~Normal P.O.V.~
Syaoran was seated on the school bus to take him home. He just didn't feel like walking after the school. The staff pissed him off, the students swarmed over him, and lunch was VERY unfruitful.
Pulling out a picture from his wallet, he gazed at it was tearful eyes. Meiling, his pride and joy. Her long, silky ebony locks streamed down her back. He sienna eyes twinkled with visible love. Love for him. But now she's gone. She's dead. She's not here. Sure, in the heart, but not in the body and flesh.
A small crystal tear glided down he cheek...
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Sakura was walking home. Her day would have been better if Baka hadn't messed with her, and she had no math homework. But this is reality. So she did. Walking, she traveled down the path of the school buses.
Noticing a boy in the window, she stopped to look. He had messy, yet kirei chestnut hair. She couldn't see his eyes because they were looking down. She fell in love with this mysterious boy.
She stared, and saw him glance up. She gasped as she saw his teary amber eyes of love. She fell, and she fell hard. From then on, she vowed to get to know him, and cheer him up. No matter what.
No matter what...
