Chapter 6. dinner
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own ccs. I wish that I did, but I do not. Clara and Claudius are mine. Okay? So no suing. I am clear.
*okey dokey. Here we go. It has been a Loooooooooong time since I have written. But. **bows on knees* I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really busy and I have to find time to write. I was without a computer for two weeks lately. I'm writing this from my laptop. **Takes sip of tea. Yum. Share and enjoy.*
Syaoran could not believe it. So now HE was the dancer? And as far as he knew, Sakura couldn't sing either. This would be tough to pull off. Well, It couldn't get much worse, could it? He sighed and waited while Clara left the room. When he was sure that she was gone, he pulled Sakura to the side.
Are you insane?
She smiled at him.
Aren't we all Syaoran?
'Whaoh. Scary. Where did that come from?'
He shook off the uneasy feeling that had run up his spine when Sakura had smiled. He decided to keep playing the mad one.
That's beside the point. Also, did you even think about how you are going to sing? Or what you are going to sing? A little thinking would help
She glared at him.
'Oops. I was mean again.'
Yes Syaoran, I did think ahead. Despite what you think, I am not totally clueless. I have this.
At that moment, She pulled out a card.
"WHAT?!?!?"
He forgot to think instead of say.
"How the heck did you get that?"
***Mwhahahahaha. Cliffy. Suffer! Hee hee. I am so evil. Oh yes I am. Lord Farquade, my bunny of unholy rage thinks so too. Don't you Farquade? That's what I though. Hee HEE IF you don't review, I won't continue peeps. Hee Hee. Aka. I really would like you to review. Please. By all means PLEASE! And no flames. You can flame me if you want to, but you shall expierience my wrath if you do.
Ja ne.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own ccs. I wish that I did, but I do not. Clara and Claudius are mine. Okay? So no suing. I am clear.
*okey dokey. Here we go. It has been a Loooooooooong time since I have written. But. **bows on knees* I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really busy and I have to find time to write. I was without a computer for two weeks lately. I'm writing this from my laptop. **Takes sip of tea. Yum. Share and enjoy.*
Syaoran could not believe it. So now HE was the dancer? And as far as he knew, Sakura couldn't sing either. This would be tough to pull off. Well, It couldn't get much worse, could it? He sighed and waited while Clara left the room. When he was sure that she was gone, he pulled Sakura to the side.
Are you insane?
She smiled at him.
Aren't we all Syaoran?
'Whaoh. Scary. Where did that come from?'
He shook off the uneasy feeling that had run up his spine when Sakura had smiled. He decided to keep playing the mad one.
That's beside the point. Also, did you even think about how you are going to sing? Or what you are going to sing? A little thinking would help
She glared at him.
'Oops. I was mean again.'
Yes Syaoran, I did think ahead. Despite what you think, I am not totally clueless. I have this.
At that moment, She pulled out a card.
"WHAT?!?!?"
He forgot to think instead of say.
"How the heck did you get that?"
***Mwhahahahaha. Cliffy. Suffer! Hee hee. I am so evil. Oh yes I am. Lord Farquade, my bunny of unholy rage thinks so too. Don't you Farquade? That's what I though. Hee HEE IF you don't review, I won't continue peeps. Hee Hee. Aka. I really would like you to review. Please. By all means PLEASE! And no flames. You can flame me if you want to, but you shall expierience my wrath if you do.
Ja ne.