Stadium Of Dreams
By, Sakura's Ray Of Hope
Author's Note:
Ok, This chapter is ready! Sorry for making everyone wait so long! My computer was broken for God knows how long and I was really sick. Anywayz, hope you can forgive me! And thanks to all of those who reviewed!
Answers to Reviewers:
+ SpaceRanger -
Well, yeah I know that, but I decided I wanted to give Sakura that sixth sense as well. ^_^ Glad you enjoy the fic!
+ Sakura Kinomoto -
Syaoran's coming soon! Don't get too hyper *sweatdrops* That's my job lol! Glad You're enjoying the story.
+ JadesRose
Thanks but I already knew a cardinal wasn't a bird of prey. Lol, but it IS little league, as you said. I have to admit that I couldn't think of another title for the stadium that would fit with the story the way I have it planned, so Birds of Prey was my last hope. Hope you enjoy the rest of the story!!
On to the Fic!
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Chapter 4
"Wake up Sakura........" The voice danced in my head. Burrowing my face deeper into the blankets, I tried to block it out. But it wasn't working. I just wanted to get more sleep. It had seemed like hours before I fell asleep after last night. Maybe last night was a dream. But then again, maybe not.
"Wake UP Sakura........." The voice had a masculine timbre, now mixed with sheer annoyance. I shook my head in the blankets. Go Away Already! I wanted to scream. But all that came out was a simple murmur.
"WAKE UP SAKURA!!!!!" I sat up immediately, thoroughly shaken, and hit my head on something hard - very hard. Rubbing my sore head, I turned to look at the annoying brother who always chose to yell in my ear to wake me up. I glared at him and he glared right back, with just as much force. With him clutching his nose and trying to glare through the pain, the scene was actually quite comical. But now, back to business.
"Onni-chan! Will you just for once try to wake me up by shaking me a little, not yelling in my ear!?!?" I growled before plopping down into my pillow. "Go away." I mumbled. Even though I couldn't see him, we had a brother-sister-telepathy thing and I could feel him smirking behind my back.
"WAKE UP!" He screamed in my ear. I jumped up again and he jumped back just in time to avoid my head. Shoot!! I couldn't help but think. I threw my pink bunny at him. He dodged and smirked triumphantly, then finally stalked out the door.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"I AM LEAVING YOU ALONE, KAJUII!!" With that, I knew he had one. Yawning, I glanced at the clock to my right.
8:25 a.m.
"HOEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!" I jumped out of my bed and ran to the bathroom, brushing my hair and teeth at the same time. I washed my face quickly and raced down the whole, looking at the hallway clock as I ran.
8:29 a.m.
I ran to the rocking chair near the window and grabbed my clothes. Immediately I dropped them. They were soaking wet. A tiny piece of paper fluttered to the ground. Picking it up, I noticed slender writing and the signature written clearly out. I smiled as I saw Phoenix's address in neat scrawl and her perfect signature. Sighing, I walked over to my closet and picked out a simple outfit. A denim skirt with cherry blossoms sewed carefully around it (Tomoyo had made it for me) and a light pink shirt with my name sewed carefully and perfectly in the front (also made by Tomoyo). I quickly pulled them on with knee-highs and a pair of Mary-Janes'. I glanced at the clock as I clasped the tiny lock of my flower-shaped locket that Syaoran had given me before I left.
8:34 a.m.
I ran downstairs as fast as I could, sliding into the kitchen and nearly tripping over Touya's foot. I glared at him and gulped down a glass of orange juice and gobbled down a piece of buttered toast.
"Ohayo, Sakura-chan!" My mother called happily. I nodded at her as I searched desperately around the kitchen for my watch. My father, sitting at the table with my brother, tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and he dangled the watch in my face.
"It was on the table." He said. I blushed, embarrassed and slapped on the watch.
8:38 a.m.
"HOOOEEEEEEEE!! I gotta go, see you guys later!" I kissed my mom and dad and waved to Touya, then ran to the hallway closet. I passed the calendar, but didn't bother to look at it as I did every morning. October something was the date. I stopped in front of the closet. Pulling out a thin denim jacket, I made a grab for my roller blades. I rushed out the door and skated as fast as I could to Phoenix's house. When I got there, I found that she was also rushing this morning. We must be twins, I couldn't help but think as she pulled a pair of skates and a denim jacket out of the hallway closet. She rushed out and rammed right into me.
"YOUUUUUUCHHHHHH!!!!" She squealed before looking up. "Why don't yo- Oh, Sakura!" She yelled, embarrassed. She helped me up and I couldn't help but smirk at her.
"You're early today, I see." I teased. She scowled and grabbed her lunch from her dad, who was standing at the door. He kissed her forehead and waved to me before disappearing inside. Phoenix's mother walked out carrying a briefcase. She gave us a confused look.
"It's late. Do you want me to give you guys a ride?" She called over. Phoenix shook her head.
"No, we're fine. We can skate, mom!" She grabbed my hand and we flew down the steps.
"Ok, see you girls later!" Her mother called as Phoenix rolled her eyes.
"I'm sorry Sakura, but if we take her offer, she'll never stop asking you questions. With me being an only child, she and my dad want to know everything about my friend's history to be safe." She gave an exasperated sigh. I giggled.
"Your dad seemed pretty taken to me."
"Yeah but only because he's much softer on me than my mom." She shook her head and I glanced at my watch again.
"Umm, I think we're going to be late. It's 8:44!" I exclaimed. She gasped, then gave me a wicked grin. I grinned back.
"YOU'RE ON!" We yelled before taking of at high speed. A few late students cheered us on as we raced and we finally made it, 10 seconds before the bell. I grinned tiredly at her before we both sighed.
"Tie." We giggled as we took off our skates quickly and I rushed to my locker, only to find that Phoenix had the one right next to mine. When she put her lunch in, I suddenly realized that I had forgotten something. Giving an exasperated sigh, I turned to Phoenix and threw my hands up as in defeat.
"I forgot my lunch."
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=During First Period: Language Practice=
Mr. Lewis walked in, looking thoroughly shocked, but smiled at the Language class. Phoenix sat up straight. She loved Mr. L's classes. It was the only class that didn't make her yawn.
"Ok class, today we have a new student from Tomoeda, Japan. Sakura, please make your entrance."
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"Sakura, please make your entrance." I heard. I walked in quietly and the entire class stared at me. I glanced around the room, looking for the familiar face that was Phoenix. I spotted her at the back, next to an empty seat. I shot her a smiled and she grinned in return.
"Sakura, please tell the class about yourself." Mr. L. told me. I smiled and nodded.
"Hello. My name is Sakura Kinomoto and I'm from Tomoeda, Japan."
"Hello Sakura." The class said in unison.
"Sakura, you can sit wherever you want." I got some anxious looks from the class, mostly from the boys, but I didn't know why(A/n: Clueless Sakura, ne? ^_^). So I just ignored them and walked to the back, next to Phoenix.
"Hey." I murmured before sitting down.
"Hey." She answered. Well, here starts my day.
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=Lunch=
"So, are we still on for tonight?" Phoenix asked me. It was lunchtime and she had been nice enough to share her peanut butter and jelly sandwich with me. I refused at first, but she wouldn't hear of it. She shoved it under my nose and held it there until finally, I reluctantly gave in.
"Yeah, of course." Suddenly, two boys, one that looked suspiciously like Syaoran and one with black hair and bangs that hid his eyes, walked over to our secluded table and sat next to each of us.
"Excuse me, but we were talking here." Phoenix cried angrily, but I saw a hint of a blush on her cheeks.
"I know what you are planning to do tonight. Don't do it. At least not tonight. It'd be to dangerous." The boy who looked like Syaoran murmured.
"And why would we listen to you, Sean?" Phoenix asked, still blushing, but making no effort to hide it.
"Because, number one, your my girlfriend and number two, don't you know what tonight is?" He asked. Phoenix shook her head.
"Are you always this clueless?" The boy with dark hair asked as he shook his head.
"Shut up, Angelo." Phoenix snapped.
"Make me."
"Oh, I'll make you all right. LEMME AT 'EM!" She yelled across the lunchroom. Of course, with a high pitched voice like that, many stares took place. Sean sighed loudly and shook his head before pulling his girlfriend back down on the seat.
"Phoenix, stop." He said sternly. And Phoenix did just that.
"Ummm, I hate to interrupt or anything, but would you mind telling us what today is?" I piped up. The three of them looked at me as though just noticing I was there. I blushed.
"Umm.......hi. Did you forget about me already?" Phoenix jumped up and shook her head.
"No, Sakura-chan!"
"It's just that she always argues with Angelo, even when we became girlfriend and boyfriend, she still argued with my best friend." Sean told me. I giggled. Phoenix threw a few mock-punches at him. Angelo shook his head. I sighed.
"Well, are you going to tell us what today is?" Phoenix asked after she had calmed down.
"No, but I'll tell you what tonight is. It's Timmy's night." Was all Sean said. Just then the bell rang. I got up and waved to Phoenix. After lunch was the only time we didn't have the same class. It left me to ponder what Sean had told us. I found myself drifting away during math (But then again, I always drift away during math!).
=Dream Sequence=
"HAPPY HALLOWEEN!" Five loud voices yelled across Finnegan's Wake. Timberland Turner was one of those five, smiled brightly, completely wrapped up in life.
"Hey, let's play Truth or Dare!" A girl known as Denise piped up. Her best friend, Kairi Engers, put her arm around her friend and grinned.
"Yeah, that's a great game to play on Halloween night in Finnegan's Wake, isn't it?" She mockingly agreed. "Truth or dare, Timmy?" She asked, turning to him. Timmy blushed; he had a huge crush on Kairi. Wishing to impress and please her, he decided to pick dare. She grinned devilishly.
"Ok, I dare you to spend exactly FIVE minutes down in the basement." Everyone 'oohed' and slapped her a high five. Timmy paled and backed away a little.
"W-wait....." He stammered. Kairi shot him an almost pleading look.
"Don't tell me you're backing out on me, now are you?" She asked quietly. Timmy shook his head.
"Nope. I accept your challenge." He stood up and walked triumphantly toward the doors to the basement. Giving one more salute to his friends, he opened them and entered. When he had successfully made it down the stairs, Kairi and Denise decided to play a more than harmful trick: they slammed the door behind Timmy and shut it tight.
"NOW we can make sure you stay in there for 10 minutes!" Denise giggled. Kairi smirked.
"How about 15?"
"How about 20?" A boy named Eric grinned. Timmy heard all his 'friend's' treacherous remarks.
"I HATE YOU PEOPLE!" He screamed up at them. They immediately stopped.
"We're sorry, Timmy. Just spend 5 minutes in there and we'll let you out." The last member of the group, Derek, called down. Timmy gave a sigh of relief.
"Ok." He sighed in defeat. To pass the time, he whistled a tune. Suddenly, there was a noise. Like someone was walking toward him. Shuffling, kind of.
"W-Who's there?" He stammered. The sound stop. A tiny glow emitted from the direction of the shuffling footsteps. In a split second, George stood there, a glare on his face. Timmy was so scared, he couldn't even scream.
"Who are you?" George asked after a minute of silence. Timmy finally got his tongue.
"I'm Timmy." He whispered.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm on a dare from my friends-" George growled at the word friends.
"Friends? You have friends? That's not fair! I want a friend, too!" George whined, his eyes still holding that glare, arms still crossed firmly in front of him.
"Y-you haven't got any friends, do you?" Timmy asked quietly. George glared even harder, if possible, at him.
"I've been dead for 20 years! I have no friends."
"W-what about Mark?" George shook his head and floated behind the popcorn machine before he came out with a tiny package. He examined it closely before growling, dropping it and picking up a rock.
"Get out."
"I can't. Not until my five minutes are up."
"GET OUT." George repeated, firmer.
"I can't."
"NOW!" Then he threw the rock at Timmy's head. With a sickening crack, he fell to the floor, dead. George looked on in horror.
"No, no, what have I done?" He whispered. Taking one more look at Timmy, he turned his back on him and disappeared, never to reappear again.
=End Dream Sequence=
"Sakura, Sakura, wake up!" Phoenix frantically tried to wake her friend up. Finally, she managed to get me up. I found myself in my bedroom, but it wasn't my mother or father that I saw. It was Phoenix. I tried to smile at her despite the pain I was feeling all over my face and on the inside. My cheeks were wet, and my eyes felt swollen. My heart was aching with sadness.
"W-what happened?" I asked her quietly. She gave me a confused look.
"I was hoping you'd tell me that. You fell asleep in math. I know Miss King is boring, but she's not so boring that you have to fall asleep and cry! The situation was actually quite funny." She giggled a little, then stopped at my completely serious face. "Ok, tell me what's wrong."
"I was crying?" I whispered. Phoenix nodded.
"Yeah, and Melanie Christen, the girl who sat next to you, noticed you asleep and crying and told Miss King. Miss King told Professor Stern (Our principal, if you forgot) and he called home but no one was there. At that very time, I was in the office to get something for my teacher and I talked him into letting me take you home. Care to explain something to me?" She questioned. I put up a finger to tell her to wait a minute while I sorted things out. Then I put it down and she asked.
"What were you dreaming about?"
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"Mark, I hate you." A voice pierced the quiet of the stadium basement, filled with irritation and anger. Mark's ghost appeared near the popcorn machine.
"George, you've been saying that ever since I died." He murmured. George scowled.
"Why did you have to tell her that? Now she'll never help us thinking that we're both murderers! So much for hope!" Mark's face fell. He hadn't thought of that.
"I think she deserves the truth." Another voice entered the two spirit's conversation. They both looked up, and gasped.
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Author's Note:
I am SOOOOOOO sorry for not finishing this chapter like I had hoped to!! Please, PLEASE R+R FOR MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! *cough* Ok, I'm done begging now! ^_^
Anywayz, on to business: So0o0o0o, does George hate Mark? How does that change his personality? Will Sakura tell Phoenix her dream? Will they visit the stadium tonight? I wonder........