Sakura smiled and sighed light heartedly the next morning as she bit into
her toast. Her father glanced across at her curiously and raised an eyebrow
questioningly.
"I assume you had a good time with Tomoyo last night?" He queried, ruffling the newspaper as he turned the page. Sakura nodded, chewing quickly as her emerald eyes glittered happily. Once she had swallowed her mouthful of food, she quickly filled him in on the details. She even shyly added in sketchy details of their kiss at Tomoyo's date. Sakura had barely noticed the uncharacteristic frown that drew her father's eyebrows together at her words. When he finally spoke, his tone was firm and slightly commanding as he told her that such frivolous activities had better not interfere with her studies. He deflated Sakura's mood as fast as a pin deflates a balloon. It was obvious on his face, even though he refused to voice it, that he did not approve of what was occurring.
Sakura's appetite evaporated quickly and she threw her half eaten breakfast away and trudged up to her bedroom to retrieve her school bag. She whispered a soft goodbye to a drowsy Kero-Chan and padded back downstairs and out the front door, only pausing once to pull on her roller blades. Even at the age of seventeen, she still bladed to school, but didn't see the need to wear all her protective gear she had worn in earlier years. Sakura claimed she could skate like a pro, and was accident proof. She missed her brother Touya especially in the mornings when she headed to school. He was away studying at a Uni with Yukito. Exhaling mutedly, Sakura slowly dawdled the well-worn path to her school, taking longer than usual as she thought about her father, and how to make him understand. She didn't understand why he seemed so against it, and without understanding there could be no resolution.
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Tomoyo sat in class, eyeing the empty seat across to her right with contempt and a slight itching of worry. It wasn't like Sakura at all to be late. A rampant buzz of thoughts abused the girl's brain as she tried to think of where Sakura could be. Class had started ten minutes ago, and Tomoyo had already been in trouble twice for not paying attention.
"Daidouji Tomoyo!" The teacher demanded for the third time causing Tomoyo to sigh and begrudgingly force her self to concentrate on the teacher's words. It was all in vain though, she was too distracted so the words just wandered in one ear and out the other.
"Kinomoto Sakura. Nice of you to join us today." The teacher drawled as the door was opened slowly and an apologetic Sakura entered the classroom to Tomoyo's joy. Tomoyo's sapphire eyes darkened slightly in dismay as she took in Sakura's own dark green eyes. They were clouded with uneasiness, and Sakura's voice didn't seem as lively as it normally did as she fed the teacher her lame excuse.
Sakura took her seat to Tomoyo's right and offered her a weak smile and turned to the teacher as she repeated Tomoyo's previous behaviour of zoning out. That seemed to worry Tomoyo even more as she chewed on the end of her mechanical pencil, pondering her loves strange behaviour and distant expression.
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After class, Sakura explained everything to Tomoyo who looked surprised. She nodded in understanding and cupped Sakura's cheeks in her hands gently. Looking her straight in the eye with her assertive gaze, she assured Sakura that they would get through it in a reassuring tone. Sakura relaxed at nodded with a gentle smile, agreeing with Tomoyo.
"Sakura." Her fathers voice sliced through the moment with a slight tone of insistence. He gently grabbed Sakura's arm and pulled her away from Tomoyo. Murmuring vague words of a greeting to Tomoyo, he told Sakura that he'd finished early and had decided to pick her up and take her away for the weekend. Sakura looked at her father with feigned innocence and wondered out loud what a pity it would be if she already had plans. Her father shortly replied that they were going to the beach and that Touya and Yukito would be meeting them there, taking a brief break from their studies. Gritting her teeth, she shook of her fathers firm grip and smiled thinly at him.
"If Oniichan can bring his boyfriend, I can take my girlfriend." She said stubbornly and linked her hands with Tomoyo's.
"I assume you had a good time with Tomoyo last night?" He queried, ruffling the newspaper as he turned the page. Sakura nodded, chewing quickly as her emerald eyes glittered happily. Once she had swallowed her mouthful of food, she quickly filled him in on the details. She even shyly added in sketchy details of their kiss at Tomoyo's date. Sakura had barely noticed the uncharacteristic frown that drew her father's eyebrows together at her words. When he finally spoke, his tone was firm and slightly commanding as he told her that such frivolous activities had better not interfere with her studies. He deflated Sakura's mood as fast as a pin deflates a balloon. It was obvious on his face, even though he refused to voice it, that he did not approve of what was occurring.
Sakura's appetite evaporated quickly and she threw her half eaten breakfast away and trudged up to her bedroom to retrieve her school bag. She whispered a soft goodbye to a drowsy Kero-Chan and padded back downstairs and out the front door, only pausing once to pull on her roller blades. Even at the age of seventeen, she still bladed to school, but didn't see the need to wear all her protective gear she had worn in earlier years. Sakura claimed she could skate like a pro, and was accident proof. She missed her brother Touya especially in the mornings when she headed to school. He was away studying at a Uni with Yukito. Exhaling mutedly, Sakura slowly dawdled the well-worn path to her school, taking longer than usual as she thought about her father, and how to make him understand. She didn't understand why he seemed so against it, and without understanding there could be no resolution.
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Tomoyo sat in class, eyeing the empty seat across to her right with contempt and a slight itching of worry. It wasn't like Sakura at all to be late. A rampant buzz of thoughts abused the girl's brain as she tried to think of where Sakura could be. Class had started ten minutes ago, and Tomoyo had already been in trouble twice for not paying attention.
"Daidouji Tomoyo!" The teacher demanded for the third time causing Tomoyo to sigh and begrudgingly force her self to concentrate on the teacher's words. It was all in vain though, she was too distracted so the words just wandered in one ear and out the other.
"Kinomoto Sakura. Nice of you to join us today." The teacher drawled as the door was opened slowly and an apologetic Sakura entered the classroom to Tomoyo's joy. Tomoyo's sapphire eyes darkened slightly in dismay as she took in Sakura's own dark green eyes. They were clouded with uneasiness, and Sakura's voice didn't seem as lively as it normally did as she fed the teacher her lame excuse.
Sakura took her seat to Tomoyo's right and offered her a weak smile and turned to the teacher as she repeated Tomoyo's previous behaviour of zoning out. That seemed to worry Tomoyo even more as she chewed on the end of her mechanical pencil, pondering her loves strange behaviour and distant expression.
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After class, Sakura explained everything to Tomoyo who looked surprised. She nodded in understanding and cupped Sakura's cheeks in her hands gently. Looking her straight in the eye with her assertive gaze, she assured Sakura that they would get through it in a reassuring tone. Sakura relaxed at nodded with a gentle smile, agreeing with Tomoyo.
"Sakura." Her fathers voice sliced through the moment with a slight tone of insistence. He gently grabbed Sakura's arm and pulled her away from Tomoyo. Murmuring vague words of a greeting to Tomoyo, he told Sakura that he'd finished early and had decided to pick her up and take her away for the weekend. Sakura looked at her father with feigned innocence and wondered out loud what a pity it would be if she already had plans. Her father shortly replied that they were going to the beach and that Touya and Yukito would be meeting them there, taking a brief break from their studies. Gritting her teeth, she shook of her fathers firm grip and smiled thinly at him.
"If Oniichan can bring his boyfriend, I can take my girlfriend." She said stubbornly and linked her hands with Tomoyo's.
