Part 3: A Confusing Moment in a Story
Pictures in her hand, my mommy had dad under her control. No matter what, though, she couldn't stop him from climbing out of the windows in the middle of the night to be with The Dragons. Nothing would keep him away from them.
It was strange. My mommy had seen dad go off to be with The Dragons, but she didn't see what could possibly be so important to have him leave in the middle of the night, totally ignoring the pictures mommy threatened him with.
Mommy found out what he was going off to talk to The Dragons about, though. He was probably getting advise from them about his father. See, the English project was to write a descriptive story about what life was like as an adult. Mommy was suspicious when she saw dad doing his work, so she snatched away the paper. She realized it was a letter and, not reading it, gave it back to him, demanding where his work was.
One demand went to another argument. Dad kept saying that the letter was more important to him. Mommy yelled what could possibly be more important that their English grade, and dad yelled back at her that his father was dying; it was a letter he was writing to him. He left suddenly, and he didn't turn back when mommy called out to him.
This was definitely a time of need to talk to Aunty Tomoyo.
Sakura sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I don't think so, Tomoyo. He just won't talk."
Tomoyo sipped some of her coffee. "Well, I asked Eriol, and that's what he said. 'To get a man to talk when he doesn't want to, you'd have to corner him.' What's better than just getting better and more embarrassing pictures of him?"
"I don't know. It just doesn't seem right. His father is dying. To do that."
"All right, fine," Tomoyo sighed. "Don't blackmail him. But then how're you going to get him to talk?"
Sakura shrugged. She tapped a finger on the edge of her mug when she finally got it. "Eureka! I'll get back to you, Tomoyo!"
Tomoyo blinked. She sighed and took a sip of her coffee as Sakura ran out of the front door.
"You've been snooping," Syaoran glared at Sakura. Sakura backed up into the wall nervously.
"Maybe so, but I had to if you wouldn't tell me," she said quietly.
"The business of the Li Clan and I are strictly out of anyone's concern!" Syaoran yelled. He punched the wall behind Sakura, making her flinch.
"Yeah, and that's why you sneak out every night to talk about it to your friends," Sakura said boldly.
If possible, Syaoran's glare became harder and darker. Sakura could do nothing but stare into his angry brown eyes.
After a moment of heavy silence, Sakura cleared her throat and said, "Well, if you want to talk about it-"
Syaoran laughed coldly pulled away from the wall. "I'll talk to you when purple pigs start swimming underneath the ocean and when my father starts to get better. If you think I'm going to talk to you just to make 'the relationship' work, you've got another thing coming."
Sakura shook her head. "I don't care about the relationship. I care about you."
Syaoran turned around and stared wonderingly at Sakura, before he shook his head and turned towards the door, muttering about stupid girls.
Sakura had to do something and fast. She had to corner him; it was her only choice. "I thought you liked me!" she yelled.
Syaoran stopped dead in his tracks. He just stood there, staring at the door that was one foot away from him.
"You sure aren't acting like it," she whispered. "I'm only trying to be your friend. Most boys would take advantage of such a situation."
"I'm not like most boys."
"As the future Leader of the Li Clan, you should try to be more like one."
"And we go back to the snooping," Syaoran said sarcastically. He turned around and crossed his arms angrily. "It's very unladylike to snoop around in other people's business."
"You'd be surprised at how unladylike I can be," Sakura smiled.
Syaoran sighed. "You're never going to give up, are you?"
Sakura's smile turned into a grin and she shook her head.
Syaoran sighed and walked over to his bed. He laid down lazily and stared at the ceiling, and after a while, he said, "I just rather not be the Leader of the Li Clan. I'd rather be normal."
"You just said that you're not like most boys."
Syaoran sat up. "Yeah, and that's true, but there's a bit of a difference between being in a well-hated gang than be the leader of a well-known clan."
"But as the Leader of the Li Clan, you'd have a much better life. I hate to say it, but when I checked Iris's future records, it says that you'll most likely care less about your job and your baby when you grow older. You'll also be an abusive husband, and you'll most likely end up in jail."
Syaoran shrugged it all off. "I'll simply not get married and I won't have a kid."
"Every person needs to have their own family, Syaoran!"
"I have my gang. As for the family part," he added with one of those disrespecting smirks, "if I ever do have a family, it would be by accident, and trust me, I won't stick around too long anyways."
Sakura got up, crossed the room, and slapped Syaoran. Hard. "You can't possibly be that cold."
Syaoran stared dead into Sakura's eyes and replied, "Oh yes I can."
Sakura ran towards the door, grabbed her coat, and ran down the hallway. She heard footsteps running after her and realized it was Syaoran. She did a double turn, walking towards Syaoran, and did a quick turn into Eriol and Tomoyo's room. When she opened the door, she realized they were out, at the café most likely.
Sakura slammed the door shut, but it didn't close. Syaoran was leaning against the door frame, his foot in the way. He was smirking down at Sakura, which made her just want to slap him again.
"You lost us points."
Sakura glared hard at Syaoran, but he merely sighed and looked down at the ground, his smirk growing all the more.
"What do you mean?" Sakura growled.
"You lost us points on our project for domestic violence."
Sakura blushed, but she didn't have time to reply.
"Do you want to go down to the café? Get a cup of coffee and calm down?"
Sakura crossed her arms and said stiffly, "I suppose."
'Everyone is staring at us,' Sakura thought as she and Syaoran entered the room. 'They probably think we're going steady or something.'
Sakura glanced at Syaoran to see if he was thinking the same thing, but his head was bowed and well shadowed. She hurried after him towards the back. When the two sat down, she caught a glimpse at Syaoran and she grinned.
"You're blushing!"
Syaoran blushed even harder and he looked up angrily. "I am not!"
Sakura giggled. The waitress came and took their orders, and the two sat over two cups of coffee and spoke about things, nothing really important. Maybe about the new action adventure movie coming into town, on what type of job they would rather have when they were to grow up, and gradually and conversation came to Syaoran's responsibility.
"I don't give a damn about my family. The only real family I have is Meilin and the gang, and they will be my only family forever."
"I know that isn't true, Syaoran, and you know it too!" Sakura said. "Even if it was, you would never be able to say it like that. I know one day that you'll want a wife and a kid, and I'm worried that when you finally do get your own family, your wife will walk out on you and she will take your kid. I know you care!"
Syaoran snorted and dismissed the idea. "Not in a million years."
Sakura sighed. The two were quiet for a while before Syaoran looked down at his watch and said, "We better get up there."
Sakura agreed and the two walked out together, both of them ignoring the stares sent their way.
When the two got up into the hallway right beside their room, a loud wailing was heard. Sakura slapped her forehead, grabbed the key from Syaoran, slammed open the door, and rushed to the crying Iris doll. Sakura nearly went crazy trying to find out how to make Iris stop crying. She cradled her, fed her the fake microchip food, sung to her, did everything she could in her power, but it just wasn't enough.
Syaoran, who was sitting on the bed and watching, tusked and took the baby from Sakura. Surprisingly, he sung softly to Iris and cradled her gently. The doll nearly instantly stopped crying. Syaoran handed Iris to Sakura and returned to his bed. He took the remote, turned on the T.V., and got lost in a soccer game.
Sakura just stood there, gaping, and holding the silent doll.
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Pictures in her hand, my mommy had dad under her control. No matter what, though, she couldn't stop him from climbing out of the windows in the middle of the night to be with The Dragons. Nothing would keep him away from them.
It was strange. My mommy had seen dad go off to be with The Dragons, but she didn't see what could possibly be so important to have him leave in the middle of the night, totally ignoring the pictures mommy threatened him with.
Mommy found out what he was going off to talk to The Dragons about, though. He was probably getting advise from them about his father. See, the English project was to write a descriptive story about what life was like as an adult. Mommy was suspicious when she saw dad doing his work, so she snatched away the paper. She realized it was a letter and, not reading it, gave it back to him, demanding where his work was.
One demand went to another argument. Dad kept saying that the letter was more important to him. Mommy yelled what could possibly be more important that their English grade, and dad yelled back at her that his father was dying; it was a letter he was writing to him. He left suddenly, and he didn't turn back when mommy called out to him.
This was definitely a time of need to talk to Aunty Tomoyo.
Sakura sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I don't think so, Tomoyo. He just won't talk."
Tomoyo sipped some of her coffee. "Well, I asked Eriol, and that's what he said. 'To get a man to talk when he doesn't want to, you'd have to corner him.' What's better than just getting better and more embarrassing pictures of him?"
"I don't know. It just doesn't seem right. His father is dying. To do that."
"All right, fine," Tomoyo sighed. "Don't blackmail him. But then how're you going to get him to talk?"
Sakura shrugged. She tapped a finger on the edge of her mug when she finally got it. "Eureka! I'll get back to you, Tomoyo!"
Tomoyo blinked. She sighed and took a sip of her coffee as Sakura ran out of the front door.
"You've been snooping," Syaoran glared at Sakura. Sakura backed up into the wall nervously.
"Maybe so, but I had to if you wouldn't tell me," she said quietly.
"The business of the Li Clan and I are strictly out of anyone's concern!" Syaoran yelled. He punched the wall behind Sakura, making her flinch.
"Yeah, and that's why you sneak out every night to talk about it to your friends," Sakura said boldly.
If possible, Syaoran's glare became harder and darker. Sakura could do nothing but stare into his angry brown eyes.
After a moment of heavy silence, Sakura cleared her throat and said, "Well, if you want to talk about it-"
Syaoran laughed coldly pulled away from the wall. "I'll talk to you when purple pigs start swimming underneath the ocean and when my father starts to get better. If you think I'm going to talk to you just to make 'the relationship' work, you've got another thing coming."
Sakura shook her head. "I don't care about the relationship. I care about you."
Syaoran turned around and stared wonderingly at Sakura, before he shook his head and turned towards the door, muttering about stupid girls.
Sakura had to do something and fast. She had to corner him; it was her only choice. "I thought you liked me!" she yelled.
Syaoran stopped dead in his tracks. He just stood there, staring at the door that was one foot away from him.
"You sure aren't acting like it," she whispered. "I'm only trying to be your friend. Most boys would take advantage of such a situation."
"I'm not like most boys."
"As the future Leader of the Li Clan, you should try to be more like one."
"And we go back to the snooping," Syaoran said sarcastically. He turned around and crossed his arms angrily. "It's very unladylike to snoop around in other people's business."
"You'd be surprised at how unladylike I can be," Sakura smiled.
Syaoran sighed. "You're never going to give up, are you?"
Sakura's smile turned into a grin and she shook her head.
Syaoran sighed and walked over to his bed. He laid down lazily and stared at the ceiling, and after a while, he said, "I just rather not be the Leader of the Li Clan. I'd rather be normal."
"You just said that you're not like most boys."
Syaoran sat up. "Yeah, and that's true, but there's a bit of a difference between being in a well-hated gang than be the leader of a well-known clan."
"But as the Leader of the Li Clan, you'd have a much better life. I hate to say it, but when I checked Iris's future records, it says that you'll most likely care less about your job and your baby when you grow older. You'll also be an abusive husband, and you'll most likely end up in jail."
Syaoran shrugged it all off. "I'll simply not get married and I won't have a kid."
"Every person needs to have their own family, Syaoran!"
"I have my gang. As for the family part," he added with one of those disrespecting smirks, "if I ever do have a family, it would be by accident, and trust me, I won't stick around too long anyways."
Sakura got up, crossed the room, and slapped Syaoran. Hard. "You can't possibly be that cold."
Syaoran stared dead into Sakura's eyes and replied, "Oh yes I can."
Sakura ran towards the door, grabbed her coat, and ran down the hallway. She heard footsteps running after her and realized it was Syaoran. She did a double turn, walking towards Syaoran, and did a quick turn into Eriol and Tomoyo's room. When she opened the door, she realized they were out, at the café most likely.
Sakura slammed the door shut, but it didn't close. Syaoran was leaning against the door frame, his foot in the way. He was smirking down at Sakura, which made her just want to slap him again.
"You lost us points."
Sakura glared hard at Syaoran, but he merely sighed and looked down at the ground, his smirk growing all the more.
"What do you mean?" Sakura growled.
"You lost us points on our project for domestic violence."
Sakura blushed, but she didn't have time to reply.
"Do you want to go down to the café? Get a cup of coffee and calm down?"
Sakura crossed her arms and said stiffly, "I suppose."
'Everyone is staring at us,' Sakura thought as she and Syaoran entered the room. 'They probably think we're going steady or something.'
Sakura glanced at Syaoran to see if he was thinking the same thing, but his head was bowed and well shadowed. She hurried after him towards the back. When the two sat down, she caught a glimpse at Syaoran and she grinned.
"You're blushing!"
Syaoran blushed even harder and he looked up angrily. "I am not!"
Sakura giggled. The waitress came and took their orders, and the two sat over two cups of coffee and spoke about things, nothing really important. Maybe about the new action adventure movie coming into town, on what type of job they would rather have when they were to grow up, and gradually and conversation came to Syaoran's responsibility.
"I don't give a damn about my family. The only real family I have is Meilin and the gang, and they will be my only family forever."
"I know that isn't true, Syaoran, and you know it too!" Sakura said. "Even if it was, you would never be able to say it like that. I know one day that you'll want a wife and a kid, and I'm worried that when you finally do get your own family, your wife will walk out on you and she will take your kid. I know you care!"
Syaoran snorted and dismissed the idea. "Not in a million years."
Sakura sighed. The two were quiet for a while before Syaoran looked down at his watch and said, "We better get up there."
Sakura agreed and the two walked out together, both of them ignoring the stares sent their way.
When the two got up into the hallway right beside their room, a loud wailing was heard. Sakura slapped her forehead, grabbed the key from Syaoran, slammed open the door, and rushed to the crying Iris doll. Sakura nearly went crazy trying to find out how to make Iris stop crying. She cradled her, fed her the fake microchip food, sung to her, did everything she could in her power, but it just wasn't enough.
Syaoran, who was sitting on the bed and watching, tusked and took the baby from Sakura. Surprisingly, he sung softly to Iris and cradled her gently. The doll nearly instantly stopped crying. Syaoran handed Iris to Sakura and returned to his bed. He took the remote, turned on the T.V., and got lost in a soccer game.
Sakura just stood there, gaping, and holding the silent doll.
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