Ok well for some odd reason Im being pretty productive now...I guess to make up for not updating during the week...
So hopefully you guys will enjoy this, it's preeettttyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee mushy! S&S ALL THE WAY MWAHAHAHHA
Oh and just a little side note if the next few chapters aren't very good, im sowwyeeee, Im just climbing the hill to for
the ultimate climax! Although there seems to be a climax in every chapter lol. So please R&R, I reaaally love reviews, lets
me know what the readers like! So hurry R&R, I guarantee ALL S&S FANS! that by the end of this fic, tears will flow mwahaha..
Im not saying what's gonna happen, and dont try to guess, im thinking about 10 chapters? give or take some...
Thanks to all my supporters, Mike you had better be reading this! :) enjoy ppl!
He Completes Me
Chapter 5- Someone's Watching Over Me!
I was alone in the hallway, seeing no one I scurried off to class, but I knew I was still being followed...
Suddenly I felt someone reach for my arm and tug on it I was pulled to turn around and shocked at who I saw...
"Syaoran! DONT DO THAT!"
"Sorry Sakura I was kinda checking up on you, I...wanted to see why you weren't in class."
"So..you only came this second...you..you werent ...the one watching me.."
Syaoran's face turned from confused to angry.
"You think he's following you don't you?" He frowned at me as he spoke.
"No no Syaoran it's just...I thought I felt..another presence following my every move.."
"Do you feel it now? I swear I ll punch his lights out!"
I quickly calmed him down and kissed him passionatly.
"I've gotta go Syaoran, gotta go learn somethin!" I said with a wink.
"Alright, I ll walk you...just in case"
I sigh but smile at his need to protect me from every little thing, I think he feels somewhat responsible for what Jason
almost did to me.
The day went by pretty slowly, like time was literally slowing down just to spite me. Syaoran and I were going to go over
to my house to study later on, luckily Touya would'nt be home...at least I prayed that Yukito would be able to stall him
like he said he'd attempt to do.
I suddenly realized my eyes were drooping as my head rested on my arm while the teacher spoke. I was so bored I couldn't even
remember what class I was in! My mind began to wander, my eyes tried to stay focused on the teacher as she pointed to what
looked like the overhead projected onto the white screen. I was just so incredibly worn out from this constant feeling that
I was being watched. I sigh and fidget around in my chair, trying not to disrupt the teacher as she spoke with such acclamation!
Miss Tsukiro certainly loved to teach...too bad her efforts are wasted on my class.
"Miss, I don't understand this" cried a student in the front row, perhaps the ONLY student who was actually paying attention.
I looked to my right, I couldn't help but notice how blue the door was. I could picture myself getting up and just walking out...
but then my future would go down the drain....ugh! When WILL this class end! It's SO boring! I sigh in boredom.
"Miss Kinomoto, care to debate Jackie's point?"
I jumped right out of my chair in a panic, I could barely remember what class this WAS let alone know the stupid topic I was
supposedly argueing. I suddenly hear the person from behind me whisper in my ear, "Jackie said dresscode dresscode is the best thing that ever happened to this school"
I suddenly realized I was in English class, I was to debate about dresscode..."
"Miss K-"
"I beg to differ with Jackie as a matter of fact yes!"
"Very well, care to elaborate upon your new found opinion? Yesterday you were arguing the pros to dresscode"
I suddenly felt my face redden with embarassement, all the blood rushing to my head, how would I survive this one...
"Well I uhm, you see I am aware of my previous arguement, however I feel that ...due to the fact that everyone is practically
falling asleep, and that Jackie seems to be the only one paying attention, I feel I must challenge her valid points which were
once mine."
Miss Tsukiro's jaw dropped in amazement, she wasn't expecting THAT reply from the girl who is always late and falling asleep now was she!?"
"Very well...Miss Kinomoto, fair enough. Now moving on..."
"Miss Tsukiro I was under the impression that you were interested with what I had to say regarding this issue."
"Your trying my patience Miss Kinomoto"
"I apologize but I would like to take this opportunity to back up my opinion"
Miss Tsukiro waved her arms as if in defeat, waving her arms around, urging me to continue. "Why don't you stand up at
the front of the class and continue your arguement!" She gave me a horrible glare, if looks could kill I would have died the
first day of school years ago! She could be such a b-
"We're waiting Miss Kinomoto!"
I nod with an obviously fake and annoyed smirk. I hated her with a passion! She was always challenging me! What was her problem?
"Well" I started off and hoped for the best. "I think, dresscode is a BITCH!!!!!"
The class was fully awake now in shock. I continued cooly as if nothing had happened yet.
"Basically I say this not because I m just an airhead who doesn't this our dresscode is fashionable enough, but simply for the
following JUSTIFED reasons. First off, I feel dresscode takes away our freedom! It steals our individuality! I mean look at us!
Miss Tsukiro look at YOU! Even you have a form of dresscode, don't ever tire of it? I myself am sick to death of hearing,
"tuck in your shirt" or "your skirt should be knee length" or "detention! That s not dresscode!" (A/N: yes ppl my school
DOES have dresscode)
"I just get so frustrated that no one seems to be listening to our opinions! Miss Tsukiro asks for it and then tries to shut you up!
I for one and sick of this! Dresscode takes away our freedom to wear what we think projects our personalities! Despite
the simplicity of dresscode, what other advantages are there? I don't like being ignored, do you? I don't like being treated
like a child when I'm not, how about you? I don't need people to tell me how to dress, I don't need a..."
I suddenly choked on the word I had nearly said...and tried to change my train of thought.
"I just think that instead of the school wasting time, energy and money with the dresscode issue is pure stupidity..
And you know what, dresscode takes away more than our individuality and our freedom, it takes away a part of us, the part
that cant wait to shop for new clothes for school that are NOT dresscode....So here I stand, debating what I had previously
said yes, but I stand corrected by myself, dresscode may have positives but as many positives we musn't forget the negatives,
you can't will them away, you can't shut your eyes to them, simply because they stare you right in the face without backing down.
This school is better than this people, it's better than that, and that! and THIS!" I scream in declaration, pointing to
the shirts, skirts and matching bags. I eventually find myself tearing off my sweater and throwing it to the ground (A/N: she has
a shirt under duh!) and stomping on it madly.
Once my rage had subsided, I felt better. I walked back to my seat with my head held high, everyone was in utter shock and
were obviously impressed. I couldn't help but smile when an applause began. One person. Two people. Three..Four...the entire
class clapped for me, giving me a standing ovation. Miss Tsukiro seemed somewhat impressed but still held a certain amount
of annoyance and anger.
Once the applause ended I felt as though I d been yanked from my plateau as her voice sliced through the crowd.
"Silence!"
She turned to me and stared me in the face, neither one of us flinching until she spoke "I d like to speak to you after
class Miss Kinomoto, and then you will be reporting for a severe detention young lady, that was quite an outburst.
I have no room for insubordination! And that applies to the rest of you!"
I could have sworn I saw her smile before her back turned to face me heading towards the blackboards.
I felt people congratulating me on my wonderous speech. I couldnt help but stiffle my laughter.
The class ended eventually and so the detention began...
"Sakura...I...Im...You see I..."
I was taken aback by this, you see, this was the one teacher that would never let a minute go by without saying SOMETHING.
"Miss Kinomoto, your speech...was very...very heated!"
I staggered back in surprise...was that what she meant to say?
"I am incredibly impressed ...I am dissapointed as well...but I ..I stand here, speechless! I am literally out of words to
explain my sentiments! You have never been so audacious, but you have never been so head strong in your arguements...I
dont know if I should scream until my face turns blue about how you dared to speak of the dresscode is such a manor...yet
I feel I cannot ...because it would be unjustly given..I...I..."
She remained silent for a good few minutes before sitting at her desk, attempting to regain her composure.
I could hear people giving out their goodbyes for the day, but there I sat, staring off into space basically.
I waited patiently for my punishment, but it seemed to me that I would not be issued one...not this time.
I suddenly realized that my actions were somewhat hazy, as if I'd been dreaming and watching at the same time...I then
realized that someone clued me in...Who sat behind me? Since when did anyone sit behind me in English? I always thought I
was the last person in my row at the very back, the farthest away purposely so that I wouldn't get caught for sleeping and
dreaming of Syaoran ^.^ I suddenly gasped. He was the one that sat behind me! Jason O Reilly. The huge amount of gratitude
suddenly seemed to vanish fearing returning to replace it. I remember hearing voices in the hallway not too far away from the class.
"Hey Syaoran, if your looking for Sakura she's in there talking to Miss Tsukiro."
"Why? What happened?"
"Sakura gave an awesome speech about how dresscode takes away our individuality! She was really great! Too bad you missed
it!"
"Ya...is she in trouble?"
"Uhm probably..."
That was Syaoran talking to Jackie I knew it, he sounded concerned about my detention, I couldn't help but smile in
amusement. He always had this cute little look when I was in danger. I sighed as I picture his gorgeous face before mine.
"Sakura, I know you think I always seem to pick on you...but that isnt the case at all. You see, your performance was
perfect, dramatic and amazing! I just dont think I can punish you for speaking your mind...however I would like to proposition
you. Join the debate team."
"Miss Tsukiro, I dont know...to be honest I barely remembered my speech."
"Listen, you don't have to decide now, take your time. I uh, think your boyfriend is getting anxious, he's pacing back and forth..."
"Ya...he does that when he's worried about something..."
"Kawaii.
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing! Uh, don't let anyone know I went easy on you, I dont think I can handle another speech with such drama."
I nodded in agreement. I began to head for the door when I felt something different forming for Miss Tsukiro,
perhaps respect, she wasnt so bad after all I guess."
"Oh and Sakura, since your speech was so full of drama, I would like a two page essay about another disputable subject on
my desk tomorrow morning, good day."
I knew I had gotten off way too easily.
I closed the door expecting to see Syaoran but he was no where in sight. I suddenly felt someone clasp a hand over my mouth
while pulling me out of sight.
"Sakura, sorry I didn't mean to scare you..."
It was Jason, I didnt know what to do I didnt feel like handling HIM at the moment.
"Look Jason, now isnt a good time."
"Make it a good time!" His hand lunged at the lockers blocking my escape with his arm.
"Jason..."
"Sakura, I saved your butt today and you know it!"
"Ya, fine, sure whatever, thank you, goodbye."
"That isnt what I had in mind." I suddenly felt his lips on mine, sucking the life out of them. I tried to push him off
but I couldn't. He deeped the so called kiss. I felt as though my head had molded into the lockers which stood behind me.
I was pressing so hard into them, trying to pull away from his death grip. I suddenly gathered up all my strength and
pushed him off me gagging in disgust, wiping my mouth profusely as they throbbed, now swollen from his abuse.
"You mean to tell me you didn't enjoy that?"
I couldn't answer as I shook, the lockers supporting my crumbling form.
"Sakura!"
I heard a voice so familiar, so comforting, coming so close. I shut my eyes in relief.
"This isn't over Sakura."
"HEY! GET AWAY FROM HER!" Syaoran's voice echoed protectively throughout the hallway as he soon came into view.
"Relax man, we were just having a little fun right Sakura?"
Syaoran took one look at me and instantly caught on. He suddenly grabbed Jason by his shirt, lifting him high up against the
lockers.
"Are you TRYING to piss me off Jason? Cause your doing a great job..."
"Syaoran, lets just go, please."
He stared into my eyes with all the love in the world. He put Jason down abruptly and began to walk away.
"Lemme tell you Syaoran, she's even a better kisser than Tomoyo!"
Syaoran's eyes flared in anger. I stepped in front of him urging him not to pursue it. We eventually walked away hand in hand.
"Sakura, I am going to KILL that maniac, why do you insist on stopping me?"
"Because that's the reaction he looks to get...I don't want you to be the one that gets into trouble...besides he's not worth it..
"Sakura he hurt you! I vowed to KILL anyone or anthing that DARED to hurt you! Im suprised Ive held out this long!"
I kiss him tenderly as we continue our walk to my house.
Finally night fell ..we did anything but study...
"Syaoran", I giggled as he tickled me to death. We just cracked open the books and couldn't contain ourselves,
we just started running around the house and acting like children until we finally fell onto my bed laughing
and having a great time, totally oblivious to what was going on outside our little happy go lucky world...
"Sakura....you will be mine...soon...very, VERY soon!" Jason whispered softly into the wind blowing a kiss in
Sakura's direction. He could hear her giggles and...HIS. Jason knew what Syaoran was doing to her...and it made
him sick! "No one but me...that's it! Sakura no more playing..you ll be mine sooner or later...." he looked at her
house once more before dissapearing into the darkness as if he was never there.
"Ok Sakura, we really do need to study..." Syaoran said assertively
"Oh Syaoran, I can't study, too much thinking required...what I want...what I need...is you"
I saw his face turn bright red as I said what was on my mind, of course I was just playing around for now...we had
only gone as far as making out and a little bit more but as for the wild thing, we hadn't exactly talked about it...
life is complicated enough as it is anyway.
The room was soon envelopped in silence. Syaoran and I lay on my bed staring up at the ceiling, just thinking about the other.
Until suddenly his heavenly voice spoke.
"Sakura, what did you say in english today?"
"Oh not much...just that dresscode was tearing us away from our individuality and that we didnt need them to dictate what
and what not to wear, and that I didn't need another...
Again, I hesitated, I couldn't bring myself to say the "M" word. I said it often while I was younger, I even talked to a
picture of her claiming her spirit could hear me. Perhaps she did...
"Sakura...tell me about her.."
I was taken aback by this question although I knew I would have to answer it at some point.
"Tell me about your mother."
I found it hard to picture her in my mind. It had been many years since I had really concentrated on her and her alone.
I found myself sitting up, tearing myself away from his warm embrace.
"I'm sorry Sakura, I don't mean to upset you but...I understand if your not ready to talk about her..but..your never going
to be at peace until you do.."
I nod in agreement but that didn't make it any easier. I didnt know where to start. I took a deep breath as my attention
set on Syaoran's kind, loving eyes. I shut my eyes and spoke from my heart.
"She was beautiful. She was happy with my dad. She had a heart made of gold...at least that is what I had been told since
I was old enough to understand that...she wasn't coming back. I feel so horrible...so terrible Syaoran...I cant...I dont...
remember what it was like to have her hold me...I can't remember her touch...I can't remember her Syaoran...not really...
You ask me to tell you about her...you want me to talk about her, but the truth is, I can't because..."
I didn't realize that my tears were running profusely down my face like endless streams. I had been holding these tears
in for years...I had been masking my pain with the person who people wanted me to be...I was cheerful so that I would never
have anyone ask me such a question...but through it all...it was asked....I knew one day he would set my spirit free, and I guess
this was part of the process.
"The truth is Syaoran...about my mother..." I shrug in pain. "Your guess..is as good as mine!" I feel his movement from behind me.
His strong arms wrap around me trying to comfort me, but I felt I just needed...to be alone...
I didn't want him to see me this way, weak, like a scared little girl...lost in a dark room without a flicker of light.
I quickly bolted out of his embrace and ran out the door trying to avoid his gaze. Tears stained my face while more kept
coming. I suddenly realize I was no longer in my house, rather I was outside...I was at the park....the penguin park.
I sat on a swing and just swayed quietly, alone.
I remember hearing Syaoran's scream my name. It was full of concern, love and a whole lot of guilt. I looked down at the ground,
shuting my eyes, trying to drown out the last of the tears, attempting to rid myself of the pain they contained.
"Sakura...I'm so sorry"
I remember looking away sadly. He walked over and sat on the swing next to mine.
"I do know one thing about her Syaoran...she loved me...."
"She still does..."
I can't hold back anymore. I cry. I let it all out. I cried until Syaoran wrapped me up in his warm, strong arms never
wanting to let go. He held me tightly, closely and it made me feel safe...content. He always knew what I needed, I loved him
I could never stop myself from loving him...even as a 10 year old, on some level I knew I loved him.
"You know when I was little I always thought...I truly believed she was watching over me..."
"She still is...I feel her presense...just like my father is here...watching...smiling...they're happy Sakura...really they are..."
I felt horrible, Syaoran was in pain and I never thought of him.
"Syaoran Im sorry, I didnt mean to be so insensitive..."
"Sakura, I just want you to know that I understand what your going through, and that I love you and that I would do anything
to spare you this pain...this loss..."
"I know Syaoran..."
I closed my eyes and layed my head on his shoulder. Maybe they were watching them...
I remember opening my eyes just a crack when I felt it...I felt her...I saw her...she was there, smiling at me...and then
she was gone...perhaps I had been right all these years...someone was watching over me...
I smile, as tears of joy fall from my eyes.
"You said I'd always be your little girl
Thought that would last forever..."
I suddenly get off the swing to walk to her...I know she is there...watching...listening...
"But you left me in this grown up world
I had to pull myself together
At the end of the day, you showed me the way
I'm never in doubt........."
I feel warmer now...I feel as if someone is holding me...I look to the swings...Syaoran is still there...
"Someone's watching over me"
Though sometimes I wish that you would look away from me
Always watching over me....
Though it's not perfect it can't be any other way for me
You said to me that time would never wait
So I ran a little faster
I was always there but just too late
so fate became a father
At the end of the day
so fate became a father
At the end of the day
You showed me the way I'm never in doubt
You left a girl with a hungry mind
(I'm still learning, I'm still waiting)
All of my answers I need to find
There is a sudden wind..but I know what it truly is...she whispers to me hoping I ll hear her, waiting for me to answer...
I know this...because she is my mother...
"Someone's watching over me"
Though sometimes I wish that you would look away from me
Always watching over me....
...and I am her daughter....
(end of flashback)
"Hey babe, thinking about me I assume" Jason said with a certain twist of seduction.
"You wish Jason.." I reply cooly trying not to make eye contact, Syaoran would surely show up at some point in time.
"You know Sakura, if your not careful, you might just lose me..."
"No such luck"
"HEY! LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!"
Just then I heard a loud "smack", I finally realize that I'm on the ground clutching my still burning face.
'Where are the teachers when you need them?'
I am genuinly afraid, here I am, again, in study hall, alone...you think I would have learned from my previous
mistakes...but not me..no...here we were, alone, together, Jason...and I...he just attacked me and I am on the
ground....I am wearing my uniform...a skirt..a button up shirt .I feel
dizzy and I'm shaking on the ground unsure of what to do. My face, throbbing in pain accompanied by a red hand
print...this was in no way looking pretty. I pray and wish Syaoran, Eriol, Tomoyo, even a teacher ANYONE to come
to my rescue...
'Syaoran...I need you ...'
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Syaoran...
Here I am, at soccer practice at least in body....my mind is no where to be found...my heart and my soul are next to her
never to be returned.
'Sakura...I love you so much...nothing will ever change that..if only you could fathum just how much...one day I ll show you..
when that day comes we'll truly be one...now and forever...until that time, we are still together, connected...'
I suddenly hear a whistle. Practice is over now. I suppose I am free to go. Sakura is stuck in study hall...I have only
been away from her from what, an hour? I need her to be near me all the time...it's like im addicted to her! All of her!
Her heart, her smile...her soul...her as a person...I need her...I live to love her...my eyes look only for her.
I am helplessly in love with the girl. It's only a matter of time before we are united....
I am suddenly in pain...for some odd reason I feel as though I've just been slapped across the face and sent to the ground
clutching my head in agony....
The wind suddenly picks up. I suddenly hear a soft whisper...a silent whimper calling in pain...afraid...alone...in lots of
pain...
My eyes widen with realization...the whimper was Sakura's voice...
....'Syaoran...I need you....'
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No one was coming...Jason was approaching. I search my pockets for anything to slow him down....no weapons,
no clow cards...no magic...nothing...
"Oh God" I cry in a low voice sliding backwards as he advances with a sickening grin on his face...
end of chapter 5
Eeeep, how do keep up with the angsty situations...*shrugs* No worries all that begins well ends well so despite your
opinions for the next few chapters, dont worry the end will make sense of it all!
Oh and another thing, who remembers the weird dream Sakura has been having? Cause I havent forgotten, it ll all tie in
towards the end...mwahahaha only a matter of time!
So hopefully you guys will enjoy this, it's preeettttyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee mushy! S&S ALL THE WAY MWAHAHAHHA
Oh and just a little side note if the next few chapters aren't very good, im sowwyeeee, Im just climbing the hill to for
the ultimate climax! Although there seems to be a climax in every chapter lol. So please R&R, I reaaally love reviews, lets
me know what the readers like! So hurry R&R, I guarantee ALL S&S FANS! that by the end of this fic, tears will flow mwahaha..
Im not saying what's gonna happen, and dont try to guess, im thinking about 10 chapters? give or take some...
Thanks to all my supporters, Mike you had better be reading this! :) enjoy ppl!
He Completes Me
Chapter 5- Someone's Watching Over Me!
I was alone in the hallway, seeing no one I scurried off to class, but I knew I was still being followed...
Suddenly I felt someone reach for my arm and tug on it I was pulled to turn around and shocked at who I saw...
"Syaoran! DONT DO THAT!"
"Sorry Sakura I was kinda checking up on you, I...wanted to see why you weren't in class."
"So..you only came this second...you..you werent ...the one watching me.."
Syaoran's face turned from confused to angry.
"You think he's following you don't you?" He frowned at me as he spoke.
"No no Syaoran it's just...I thought I felt..another presence following my every move.."
"Do you feel it now? I swear I ll punch his lights out!"
I quickly calmed him down and kissed him passionatly.
"I've gotta go Syaoran, gotta go learn somethin!" I said with a wink.
"Alright, I ll walk you...just in case"
I sigh but smile at his need to protect me from every little thing, I think he feels somewhat responsible for what Jason
almost did to me.
The day went by pretty slowly, like time was literally slowing down just to spite me. Syaoran and I were going to go over
to my house to study later on, luckily Touya would'nt be home...at least I prayed that Yukito would be able to stall him
like he said he'd attempt to do.
I suddenly realized my eyes were drooping as my head rested on my arm while the teacher spoke. I was so bored I couldn't even
remember what class I was in! My mind began to wander, my eyes tried to stay focused on the teacher as she pointed to what
looked like the overhead projected onto the white screen. I was just so incredibly worn out from this constant feeling that
I was being watched. I sigh and fidget around in my chair, trying not to disrupt the teacher as she spoke with such acclamation!
Miss Tsukiro certainly loved to teach...too bad her efforts are wasted on my class.
"Miss, I don't understand this" cried a student in the front row, perhaps the ONLY student who was actually paying attention.
I looked to my right, I couldn't help but notice how blue the door was. I could picture myself getting up and just walking out...
but then my future would go down the drain....ugh! When WILL this class end! It's SO boring! I sigh in boredom.
"Miss Kinomoto, care to debate Jackie's point?"
I jumped right out of my chair in a panic, I could barely remember what class this WAS let alone know the stupid topic I was
supposedly argueing. I suddenly hear the person from behind me whisper in my ear, "Jackie said dresscode dresscode is the best thing that ever happened to this school"
I suddenly realized I was in English class, I was to debate about dresscode..."
"Miss K-"
"I beg to differ with Jackie as a matter of fact yes!"
"Very well, care to elaborate upon your new found opinion? Yesterday you were arguing the pros to dresscode"
I suddenly felt my face redden with embarassement, all the blood rushing to my head, how would I survive this one...
"Well I uhm, you see I am aware of my previous arguement, however I feel that ...due to the fact that everyone is practically
falling asleep, and that Jackie seems to be the only one paying attention, I feel I must challenge her valid points which were
once mine."
Miss Tsukiro's jaw dropped in amazement, she wasn't expecting THAT reply from the girl who is always late and falling asleep now was she!?"
"Very well...Miss Kinomoto, fair enough. Now moving on..."
"Miss Tsukiro I was under the impression that you were interested with what I had to say regarding this issue."
"Your trying my patience Miss Kinomoto"
"I apologize but I would like to take this opportunity to back up my opinion"
Miss Tsukiro waved her arms as if in defeat, waving her arms around, urging me to continue. "Why don't you stand up at
the front of the class and continue your arguement!" She gave me a horrible glare, if looks could kill I would have died the
first day of school years ago! She could be such a b-
"We're waiting Miss Kinomoto!"
I nod with an obviously fake and annoyed smirk. I hated her with a passion! She was always challenging me! What was her problem?
"Well" I started off and hoped for the best. "I think, dresscode is a BITCH!!!!!"
The class was fully awake now in shock. I continued cooly as if nothing had happened yet.
"Basically I say this not because I m just an airhead who doesn't this our dresscode is fashionable enough, but simply for the
following JUSTIFED reasons. First off, I feel dresscode takes away our freedom! It steals our individuality! I mean look at us!
Miss Tsukiro look at YOU! Even you have a form of dresscode, don't ever tire of it? I myself am sick to death of hearing,
"tuck in your shirt" or "your skirt should be knee length" or "detention! That s not dresscode!" (A/N: yes ppl my school
DOES have dresscode)
"I just get so frustrated that no one seems to be listening to our opinions! Miss Tsukiro asks for it and then tries to shut you up!
I for one and sick of this! Dresscode takes away our freedom to wear what we think projects our personalities! Despite
the simplicity of dresscode, what other advantages are there? I don't like being ignored, do you? I don't like being treated
like a child when I'm not, how about you? I don't need people to tell me how to dress, I don't need a..."
I suddenly choked on the word I had nearly said...and tried to change my train of thought.
"I just think that instead of the school wasting time, energy and money with the dresscode issue is pure stupidity..
And you know what, dresscode takes away more than our individuality and our freedom, it takes away a part of us, the part
that cant wait to shop for new clothes for school that are NOT dresscode....So here I stand, debating what I had previously
said yes, but I stand corrected by myself, dresscode may have positives but as many positives we musn't forget the negatives,
you can't will them away, you can't shut your eyes to them, simply because they stare you right in the face without backing down.
This school is better than this people, it's better than that, and that! and THIS!" I scream in declaration, pointing to
the shirts, skirts and matching bags. I eventually find myself tearing off my sweater and throwing it to the ground (A/N: she has
a shirt under duh!) and stomping on it madly.
Once my rage had subsided, I felt better. I walked back to my seat with my head held high, everyone was in utter shock and
were obviously impressed. I couldn't help but smile when an applause began. One person. Two people. Three..Four...the entire
class clapped for me, giving me a standing ovation. Miss Tsukiro seemed somewhat impressed but still held a certain amount
of annoyance and anger.
Once the applause ended I felt as though I d been yanked from my plateau as her voice sliced through the crowd.
"Silence!"
She turned to me and stared me in the face, neither one of us flinching until she spoke "I d like to speak to you after
class Miss Kinomoto, and then you will be reporting for a severe detention young lady, that was quite an outburst.
I have no room for insubordination! And that applies to the rest of you!"
I could have sworn I saw her smile before her back turned to face me heading towards the blackboards.
I felt people congratulating me on my wonderous speech. I couldnt help but stiffle my laughter.
The class ended eventually and so the detention began...
"Sakura...I...Im...You see I..."
I was taken aback by this, you see, this was the one teacher that would never let a minute go by without saying SOMETHING.
"Miss Kinomoto, your speech...was very...very heated!"
I staggered back in surprise...was that what she meant to say?
"I am incredibly impressed ...I am dissapointed as well...but I ..I stand here, speechless! I am literally out of words to
explain my sentiments! You have never been so audacious, but you have never been so head strong in your arguements...I
dont know if I should scream until my face turns blue about how you dared to speak of the dresscode is such a manor...yet
I feel I cannot ...because it would be unjustly given..I...I..."
She remained silent for a good few minutes before sitting at her desk, attempting to regain her composure.
I could hear people giving out their goodbyes for the day, but there I sat, staring off into space basically.
I waited patiently for my punishment, but it seemed to me that I would not be issued one...not this time.
I suddenly realized that my actions were somewhat hazy, as if I'd been dreaming and watching at the same time...I then
realized that someone clued me in...Who sat behind me? Since when did anyone sit behind me in English? I always thought I
was the last person in my row at the very back, the farthest away purposely so that I wouldn't get caught for sleeping and
dreaming of Syaoran ^.^ I suddenly gasped. He was the one that sat behind me! Jason O Reilly. The huge amount of gratitude
suddenly seemed to vanish fearing returning to replace it. I remember hearing voices in the hallway not too far away from the class.
"Hey Syaoran, if your looking for Sakura she's in there talking to Miss Tsukiro."
"Why? What happened?"
"Sakura gave an awesome speech about how dresscode takes away our individuality! She was really great! Too bad you missed
it!"
"Ya...is she in trouble?"
"Uhm probably..."
That was Syaoran talking to Jackie I knew it, he sounded concerned about my detention, I couldn't help but smile in
amusement. He always had this cute little look when I was in danger. I sighed as I picture his gorgeous face before mine.
"Sakura, I know you think I always seem to pick on you...but that isnt the case at all. You see, your performance was
perfect, dramatic and amazing! I just dont think I can punish you for speaking your mind...however I would like to proposition
you. Join the debate team."
"Miss Tsukiro, I dont know...to be honest I barely remembered my speech."
"Listen, you don't have to decide now, take your time. I uh, think your boyfriend is getting anxious, he's pacing back and forth..."
"Ya...he does that when he's worried about something..."
"Kawaii.
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing! Uh, don't let anyone know I went easy on you, I dont think I can handle another speech with such drama."
I nodded in agreement. I began to head for the door when I felt something different forming for Miss Tsukiro,
perhaps respect, she wasnt so bad after all I guess."
"Oh and Sakura, since your speech was so full of drama, I would like a two page essay about another disputable subject on
my desk tomorrow morning, good day."
I knew I had gotten off way too easily.
I closed the door expecting to see Syaoran but he was no where in sight. I suddenly felt someone clasp a hand over my mouth
while pulling me out of sight.
"Sakura, sorry I didn't mean to scare you..."
It was Jason, I didnt know what to do I didnt feel like handling HIM at the moment.
"Look Jason, now isnt a good time."
"Make it a good time!" His hand lunged at the lockers blocking my escape with his arm.
"Jason..."
"Sakura, I saved your butt today and you know it!"
"Ya, fine, sure whatever, thank you, goodbye."
"That isnt what I had in mind." I suddenly felt his lips on mine, sucking the life out of them. I tried to push him off
but I couldn't. He deeped the so called kiss. I felt as though my head had molded into the lockers which stood behind me.
I was pressing so hard into them, trying to pull away from his death grip. I suddenly gathered up all my strength and
pushed him off me gagging in disgust, wiping my mouth profusely as they throbbed, now swollen from his abuse.
"You mean to tell me you didn't enjoy that?"
I couldn't answer as I shook, the lockers supporting my crumbling form.
"Sakura!"
I heard a voice so familiar, so comforting, coming so close. I shut my eyes in relief.
"This isn't over Sakura."
"HEY! GET AWAY FROM HER!" Syaoran's voice echoed protectively throughout the hallway as he soon came into view.
"Relax man, we were just having a little fun right Sakura?"
Syaoran took one look at me and instantly caught on. He suddenly grabbed Jason by his shirt, lifting him high up against the
lockers.
"Are you TRYING to piss me off Jason? Cause your doing a great job..."
"Syaoran, lets just go, please."
He stared into my eyes with all the love in the world. He put Jason down abruptly and began to walk away.
"Lemme tell you Syaoran, she's even a better kisser than Tomoyo!"
Syaoran's eyes flared in anger. I stepped in front of him urging him not to pursue it. We eventually walked away hand in hand.
"Sakura, I am going to KILL that maniac, why do you insist on stopping me?"
"Because that's the reaction he looks to get...I don't want you to be the one that gets into trouble...besides he's not worth it..
"Sakura he hurt you! I vowed to KILL anyone or anthing that DARED to hurt you! Im suprised Ive held out this long!"
I kiss him tenderly as we continue our walk to my house.
Finally night fell ..we did anything but study...
"Syaoran", I giggled as he tickled me to death. We just cracked open the books and couldn't contain ourselves,
we just started running around the house and acting like children until we finally fell onto my bed laughing
and having a great time, totally oblivious to what was going on outside our little happy go lucky world...
"Sakura....you will be mine...soon...very, VERY soon!" Jason whispered softly into the wind blowing a kiss in
Sakura's direction. He could hear her giggles and...HIS. Jason knew what Syaoran was doing to her...and it made
him sick! "No one but me...that's it! Sakura no more playing..you ll be mine sooner or later...." he looked at her
house once more before dissapearing into the darkness as if he was never there.
"Ok Sakura, we really do need to study..." Syaoran said assertively
"Oh Syaoran, I can't study, too much thinking required...what I want...what I need...is you"
I saw his face turn bright red as I said what was on my mind, of course I was just playing around for now...we had
only gone as far as making out and a little bit more but as for the wild thing, we hadn't exactly talked about it...
life is complicated enough as it is anyway.
The room was soon envelopped in silence. Syaoran and I lay on my bed staring up at the ceiling, just thinking about the other.
Until suddenly his heavenly voice spoke.
"Sakura, what did you say in english today?"
"Oh not much...just that dresscode was tearing us away from our individuality and that we didnt need them to dictate what
and what not to wear, and that I didn't need another...
Again, I hesitated, I couldn't bring myself to say the "M" word. I said it often while I was younger, I even talked to a
picture of her claiming her spirit could hear me. Perhaps she did...
"Sakura...tell me about her.."
I was taken aback by this question although I knew I would have to answer it at some point.
"Tell me about your mother."
I found it hard to picture her in my mind. It had been many years since I had really concentrated on her and her alone.
I found myself sitting up, tearing myself away from his warm embrace.
"I'm sorry Sakura, I don't mean to upset you but...I understand if your not ready to talk about her..but..your never going
to be at peace until you do.."
I nod in agreement but that didn't make it any easier. I didnt know where to start. I took a deep breath as my attention
set on Syaoran's kind, loving eyes. I shut my eyes and spoke from my heart.
"She was beautiful. She was happy with my dad. She had a heart made of gold...at least that is what I had been told since
I was old enough to understand that...she wasn't coming back. I feel so horrible...so terrible Syaoran...I cant...I dont...
remember what it was like to have her hold me...I can't remember her touch...I can't remember her Syaoran...not really...
You ask me to tell you about her...you want me to talk about her, but the truth is, I can't because..."
I didn't realize that my tears were running profusely down my face like endless streams. I had been holding these tears
in for years...I had been masking my pain with the person who people wanted me to be...I was cheerful so that I would never
have anyone ask me such a question...but through it all...it was asked....I knew one day he would set my spirit free, and I guess
this was part of the process.
"The truth is Syaoran...about my mother..." I shrug in pain. "Your guess..is as good as mine!" I feel his movement from behind me.
His strong arms wrap around me trying to comfort me, but I felt I just needed...to be alone...
I didn't want him to see me this way, weak, like a scared little girl...lost in a dark room without a flicker of light.
I quickly bolted out of his embrace and ran out the door trying to avoid his gaze. Tears stained my face while more kept
coming. I suddenly realize I was no longer in my house, rather I was outside...I was at the park....the penguin park.
I sat on a swing and just swayed quietly, alone.
I remember hearing Syaoran's scream my name. It was full of concern, love and a whole lot of guilt. I looked down at the ground,
shuting my eyes, trying to drown out the last of the tears, attempting to rid myself of the pain they contained.
"Sakura...I'm so sorry"
I remember looking away sadly. He walked over and sat on the swing next to mine.
"I do know one thing about her Syaoran...she loved me...."
"She still does..."
I can't hold back anymore. I cry. I let it all out. I cried until Syaoran wrapped me up in his warm, strong arms never
wanting to let go. He held me tightly, closely and it made me feel safe...content. He always knew what I needed, I loved him
I could never stop myself from loving him...even as a 10 year old, on some level I knew I loved him.
"You know when I was little I always thought...I truly believed she was watching over me..."
"She still is...I feel her presense...just like my father is here...watching...smiling...they're happy Sakura...really they are..."
I felt horrible, Syaoran was in pain and I never thought of him.
"Syaoran Im sorry, I didnt mean to be so insensitive..."
"Sakura, I just want you to know that I understand what your going through, and that I love you and that I would do anything
to spare you this pain...this loss..."
"I know Syaoran..."
I closed my eyes and layed my head on his shoulder. Maybe they were watching them...
I remember opening my eyes just a crack when I felt it...I felt her...I saw her...she was there, smiling at me...and then
she was gone...perhaps I had been right all these years...someone was watching over me...
I smile, as tears of joy fall from my eyes.
"You said I'd always be your little girl
Thought that would last forever..."
I suddenly get off the swing to walk to her...I know she is there...watching...listening...
"But you left me in this grown up world
I had to pull myself together
At the end of the day, you showed me the way
I'm never in doubt........."
I feel warmer now...I feel as if someone is holding me...I look to the swings...Syaoran is still there...
"Someone's watching over me"
Though sometimes I wish that you would look away from me
Always watching over me....
Though it's not perfect it can't be any other way for me
You said to me that time would never wait
So I ran a little faster
I was always there but just too late
so fate became a father
At the end of the day
so fate became a father
At the end of the day
You showed me the way I'm never in doubt
You left a girl with a hungry mind
(I'm still learning, I'm still waiting)
All of my answers I need to find
There is a sudden wind..but I know what it truly is...she whispers to me hoping I ll hear her, waiting for me to answer...
I know this...because she is my mother...
"Someone's watching over me"
Though sometimes I wish that you would look away from me
Always watching over me....
...and I am her daughter....
(end of flashback)
"Hey babe, thinking about me I assume" Jason said with a certain twist of seduction.
"You wish Jason.." I reply cooly trying not to make eye contact, Syaoran would surely show up at some point in time.
"You know Sakura, if your not careful, you might just lose me..."
"No such luck"
"HEY! LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!"
Just then I heard a loud "smack", I finally realize that I'm on the ground clutching my still burning face.
'Where are the teachers when you need them?'
I am genuinly afraid, here I am, again, in study hall, alone...you think I would have learned from my previous
mistakes...but not me..no...here we were, alone, together, Jason...and I...he just attacked me and I am on the
ground....I am wearing my uniform...a skirt..a button up shirt .I feel
dizzy and I'm shaking on the ground unsure of what to do. My face, throbbing in pain accompanied by a red hand
print...this was in no way looking pretty. I pray and wish Syaoran, Eriol, Tomoyo, even a teacher ANYONE to come
to my rescue...
'Syaoran...I need you ...'
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Syaoran...
Here I am, at soccer practice at least in body....my mind is no where to be found...my heart and my soul are next to her
never to be returned.
'Sakura...I love you so much...nothing will ever change that..if only you could fathum just how much...one day I ll show you..
when that day comes we'll truly be one...now and forever...until that time, we are still together, connected...'
I suddenly hear a whistle. Practice is over now. I suppose I am free to go. Sakura is stuck in study hall...I have only
been away from her from what, an hour? I need her to be near me all the time...it's like im addicted to her! All of her!
Her heart, her smile...her soul...her as a person...I need her...I live to love her...my eyes look only for her.
I am helplessly in love with the girl. It's only a matter of time before we are united....
I am suddenly in pain...for some odd reason I feel as though I've just been slapped across the face and sent to the ground
clutching my head in agony....
The wind suddenly picks up. I suddenly hear a soft whisper...a silent whimper calling in pain...afraid...alone...in lots of
pain...
My eyes widen with realization...the whimper was Sakura's voice...
....'Syaoran...I need you....'
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No one was coming...Jason was approaching. I search my pockets for anything to slow him down....no weapons,
no clow cards...no magic...nothing...
"Oh God" I cry in a low voice sliding backwards as he advances with a sickening grin on his face...
end of chapter 5
Eeeep, how do keep up with the angsty situations...*shrugs* No worries all that begins well ends well so despite your
opinions for the next few chapters, dont worry the end will make sense of it all!
Oh and another thing, who remembers the weird dream Sakura has been having? Cause I havent forgotten, it ll all tie in
towards the end...mwahahaha only a matter of time!
