Ohayo!
I got a new idea for a ficcie, and since its summer vacation, I have plenty of time to write! Yay! No more homework, no more tests, no more snobby teacher's pets! Hee hee!
I'm not a very good planner, and I write what comes into my mind, so if you guys have any ideas, please feel free to tell me, k?
Okay. I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. There. Sue me, and you'll get nothing. However, press the little review button, and you'll get a million *coff*moleculesofair*coff* ! R+R please!
Don't worry, it will be S+S and E+T in the end.
Start the fic!!!
Syaoran gelled his hair for the third time. He didn't like gel, but Tomoyo preferred neat, smooth hair as opposed to his normal messy mane.
Syaoran was wearing a formal tux, as if he were going to a wedding instead of just meeting the girl he had a crush on since fifth grade. He knew that Tomoyo was unsure of her feelings, and that Eriol was a contender for her love, as well, and he'd be damned if he lost her because of his attire. Better make sure she approves of him.
Running his hand once more through his hair, trying to flatten the hair once again rising up, Syaoran grabbed his car keys and stepped into his black Mercedes, heading towards the Penguin Park.
Glancing at the clock, Syaoran cursed. "Shit! I'm late." Pressing harder on the gas pedal, Syaoran thought about Tomoyo, about her beautiful, shiny hair that turns different colors under different amounts of light, sometimes violet, sometimes purple, sometimes ebony, but always beautiful. He thought about her pale skin, soft and creamy, smooth and delicate. He thought about her beauty, her radiance, her elegance. He admired everything about Tomoyo.
Once he reached Penguin Park, he ran towards the bench where one lonely, solitary figure was sitting. To him, it seemed like a goddess was gracing the park with her light. As Syaoran approached his crush, Tomoyo turned around. Her amethyst eyes locked on his face, but then she modestly turned her eyes down. "Syaroan." She acknowledged him, and patted the seat beside her.
Syaoran sat down and wasted no time. "Tomoyo, you know I love you! Please go out with me."
Tomoyo turned her head away, her violet hair covering her face. "I'm sorry, Syaoran, I just don't know if I'm ready to go steady with anyone. I mean, I have fun with Eriol on our dates, too!" Tomoyo turned towards him, eyes misty. "Can't you see, Syaoran, I can't make my decision now! Neither of you have done anything more worthy than the other, and I can't tell which I love more."
"But.but Tomoyo! I know I love you, and you love me. Once we start going out, I know you'll realize I'm the one for you!" Syaoran cried out desperately.
"I'm sorry," Tomoyo whispered, then whirled up from the bench in Penguin Park. "I have to go now." She walked away, disappearing into the darkness. Syaoran watched her as she faded away.
"How can I make you love me."
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"Ohayo, Syao-kun!"
A bright, energetic face popped up in front of Syaoran, distracting him from his dismal thoughts of his doomed love. Syaoran raised his head dejectedly to see who was interrupting his gloomy thoughts.
"Oh.ohayo, Saku-chan," Syaoran greeted her, once again lowering his head and returning to his thoughts of Tomoyo.
"What's wrong?" Sakura's face was now filled with concern. "Is it Tomoyo- chan? I always tell her to be nice. What did she do now?" Sakura knew how much Syaoran loved Tomoyo, and how a single request from Tomoyo would be like a order from an emperor to him. Sakura was pained to see how much Syaoran loved Tomoyo, after all, she did love him, but if Syaoran was happy, she wouldn't complain. Syaoran would never love her, anyways.
"Tomoyo rejected my offer to go steady again, and I don't know how to change her mind. She says she loves both me and Eriol, and I can't change my mind about her." Syaoran poured out his heart to Sakura; she was his best friend since he moved to Tomoeda from Hong Kong. She wasn't like Tomoyo; she was cheery, and helped him out every time. Tomoyo was like a goddess, perfect yet unattainable. Sakura was like an angel, always there to help, beautiful, but not in an unearthly way, always optimistic, always there for him. "I'm starting to wonder if the situation is hopeless."
Sakura, annoyed at Tomoyo's indecisiveness, made a mental note to talk to Tomoyo later. What kind of crazy girl wouldn't love to have Syaoran as her boyfriend?
"No no no no no!" Sakura admonished. "You have to be persistent! If Tomoyo-chan is wavering now, and you give up on her, then she'll just move to Eriol-kun. You've gotta work to get her attention, to win her love!" Sakura was sounding like a coach now, giving him a pep talk. "Don't worry, we'll think of something."
Syaoran smiled at Sakura's enthusiasm. Yep, she puts her all into anything she does. He was very thankful to have a friend like her. By now, Syaoran was very much cheered up, and ready to take this challenge by the horns.
"Hey, Saku-chan, what say we go and be lazy bums at my house? We can rent a movie."
"Sounds great!"
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Ne.a little short. Oh well! I like how it's coming along, maybe I should put more excitement in it.but then, this is just the prologue.
Oh, and if anyone knows how to put bold, italics, and underline in the ficcie, PLEASE tell me. My email is pink_hime_sakura@yahoo.com. Thanx!
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease review!!!!! It would boost my ego soooo much, and I can have more inspiration for my story! Oh, and you should read my other story, The Face That Launched A Thousand Ships. It's based off of the Trojan War. I think it's pretty good. After all, everyone bases stories off of Cinderella, and the Wizard of Oz, and other stories like that, so why not the Illiad ^_~?
Remember, press the little blue button and review!
Pink_hime_sakura
I got a new idea for a ficcie, and since its summer vacation, I have plenty of time to write! Yay! No more homework, no more tests, no more snobby teacher's pets! Hee hee!
I'm not a very good planner, and I write what comes into my mind, so if you guys have any ideas, please feel free to tell me, k?
Okay. I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. There. Sue me, and you'll get nothing. However, press the little review button, and you'll get a million *coff*moleculesofair*coff* ! R+R please!
Don't worry, it will be S+S and E+T in the end.
Start the fic!!!
Syaoran gelled his hair for the third time. He didn't like gel, but Tomoyo preferred neat, smooth hair as opposed to his normal messy mane.
Syaoran was wearing a formal tux, as if he were going to a wedding instead of just meeting the girl he had a crush on since fifth grade. He knew that Tomoyo was unsure of her feelings, and that Eriol was a contender for her love, as well, and he'd be damned if he lost her because of his attire. Better make sure she approves of him.
Running his hand once more through his hair, trying to flatten the hair once again rising up, Syaoran grabbed his car keys and stepped into his black Mercedes, heading towards the Penguin Park.
Glancing at the clock, Syaoran cursed. "Shit! I'm late." Pressing harder on the gas pedal, Syaoran thought about Tomoyo, about her beautiful, shiny hair that turns different colors under different amounts of light, sometimes violet, sometimes purple, sometimes ebony, but always beautiful. He thought about her pale skin, soft and creamy, smooth and delicate. He thought about her beauty, her radiance, her elegance. He admired everything about Tomoyo.
Once he reached Penguin Park, he ran towards the bench where one lonely, solitary figure was sitting. To him, it seemed like a goddess was gracing the park with her light. As Syaoran approached his crush, Tomoyo turned around. Her amethyst eyes locked on his face, but then she modestly turned her eyes down. "Syaroan." She acknowledged him, and patted the seat beside her.
Syaoran sat down and wasted no time. "Tomoyo, you know I love you! Please go out with me."
Tomoyo turned her head away, her violet hair covering her face. "I'm sorry, Syaoran, I just don't know if I'm ready to go steady with anyone. I mean, I have fun with Eriol on our dates, too!" Tomoyo turned towards him, eyes misty. "Can't you see, Syaoran, I can't make my decision now! Neither of you have done anything more worthy than the other, and I can't tell which I love more."
"But.but Tomoyo! I know I love you, and you love me. Once we start going out, I know you'll realize I'm the one for you!" Syaoran cried out desperately.
"I'm sorry," Tomoyo whispered, then whirled up from the bench in Penguin Park. "I have to go now." She walked away, disappearing into the darkness. Syaoran watched her as she faded away.
"How can I make you love me."
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"Ohayo, Syao-kun!"
A bright, energetic face popped up in front of Syaoran, distracting him from his dismal thoughts of his doomed love. Syaoran raised his head dejectedly to see who was interrupting his gloomy thoughts.
"Oh.ohayo, Saku-chan," Syaoran greeted her, once again lowering his head and returning to his thoughts of Tomoyo.
"What's wrong?" Sakura's face was now filled with concern. "Is it Tomoyo- chan? I always tell her to be nice. What did she do now?" Sakura knew how much Syaoran loved Tomoyo, and how a single request from Tomoyo would be like a order from an emperor to him. Sakura was pained to see how much Syaoran loved Tomoyo, after all, she did love him, but if Syaoran was happy, she wouldn't complain. Syaoran would never love her, anyways.
"Tomoyo rejected my offer to go steady again, and I don't know how to change her mind. She says she loves both me and Eriol, and I can't change my mind about her." Syaoran poured out his heart to Sakura; she was his best friend since he moved to Tomoeda from Hong Kong. She wasn't like Tomoyo; she was cheery, and helped him out every time. Tomoyo was like a goddess, perfect yet unattainable. Sakura was like an angel, always there to help, beautiful, but not in an unearthly way, always optimistic, always there for him. "I'm starting to wonder if the situation is hopeless."
Sakura, annoyed at Tomoyo's indecisiveness, made a mental note to talk to Tomoyo later. What kind of crazy girl wouldn't love to have Syaoran as her boyfriend?
"No no no no no!" Sakura admonished. "You have to be persistent! If Tomoyo-chan is wavering now, and you give up on her, then she'll just move to Eriol-kun. You've gotta work to get her attention, to win her love!" Sakura was sounding like a coach now, giving him a pep talk. "Don't worry, we'll think of something."
Syaoran smiled at Sakura's enthusiasm. Yep, she puts her all into anything she does. He was very thankful to have a friend like her. By now, Syaoran was very much cheered up, and ready to take this challenge by the horns.
"Hey, Saku-chan, what say we go and be lazy bums at my house? We can rent a movie."
"Sounds great!"
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Ne.a little short. Oh well! I like how it's coming along, maybe I should put more excitement in it.but then, this is just the prologue.
Oh, and if anyone knows how to put bold, italics, and underline in the ficcie, PLEASE tell me. My email is pink_hime_sakura@yahoo.com. Thanx!
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease review!!!!! It would boost my ego soooo much, and I can have more inspiration for my story! Oh, and you should read my other story, The Face That Launched A Thousand Ships. It's based off of the Trojan War. I think it's pretty good. After all, everyone bases stories off of Cinderella, and the Wizard of Oz, and other stories like that, so why not the Illiad ^_~?
Remember, press the little blue button and review!
Pink_hime_sakura