Wassup, wassup? Wassup, wassup, wassup? *lol* OBkb, I'm back with capitulo siete! (that's 'chapter 7' in Spanish ^-~). I just got released from school for the summer (HALLELUIAH!! PRAISE JESUS! WOO HOO!!) so now I'll have approximately 3 months to finish this story, my Pokémon story and start up another story I've been meaning to write. (It's Star Wars! YES!! I LOVE STAR WARS!!)
For some strange and odd reason I'm unusually hyperactive for writing today (maybe it's because I'm outta' school...or because I just read a whole bunch of fics that made me wanna write!!)
Ok, ok, enuff stallin' on with the show ladies and gentlemen!
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[...] Authors Notes
Disclaimer: The CCS characters DO NOT belong to me, ok! They belong to © Clamp...so please don't sue me!! ^^'
~No Strings Attached ~
Just in case you forgot, here's a review of the last chapter:
"C'mon Syaoran! Let us make for to your domicile!"
"Sakura, have you had a little too much caffeine and sugar today?" Syaoran asked, sweat-dropping. (-_-')
Sakura laughed girlishly a moment and then quickly stopped.
"Yes...I probably did go overboard with the coffee-flavored ice cream..."
Syaoran half-smiled at her and took his place next to her on the sidewalk.
"Well then, just please don't bounce off the walls too loud, ok? I have other people living in the building with me, ya know."
Sakura laughed as she followed him down the sidewalk to his lonely apartment.
Chapter 7 Part One : A Loooong Night
Sakura and Syaoran's venture to Syaoran's apartment was lengthy and unpleasantly cold. Somehow, with out their notice, the wind had picked up immensely and was blowing around like there was no tomorrow.
"Syaoran? What time is it?" Sakura managed to yell over the howling wind.
Syaoran looked down at his watch, trying desperately to read the small numbers with his hair blowing wildly in his face.
"It looks to be about 9 'o clock, Sakura. We'd better get inside quick, looks like a fierce storm's on the way." he yelled, grabbing her arm and jogging up to the street intersection.
"Syaoran, for some reason, the road to your apartment looks a whole lot different in the dark. Where are we? Are we close?" Sakura shouted, looking around her as she held her light pink jacket on.
Syaoran didn't respond to her questions and continued looking around for his apartment building. Suddenly, he spotted it, grabbed Sakura's small hand again and sprinted toward the dimly lit building.
Once they were inside, they removed their shoes and jackets and headed over to the green couch in the center to the room.
Syaoran's apartment wasn't huge, but then again it wasn't small either. Basically it was the perfect size for one person. There was a so-called 'master' bedroom [that being Syaoran's room] with a 'master' bathroom. In the room, was a green, queen-sized bed and a night stand with a lamp; Syaoran wasn't too extravagant when it came to decorating. Next to his room, there was a somewhat smaller room with and regular queen-sized bed, a night stand with a lamp and alarm clock and a bathroom right outside the door. Syaoran used this mainly as a storage room / guest bedroom.
Syaoran and Sakura had plopped down on the couch right when they came in and were on the verge of going to sleep when Syaoran's phone rang. Lazily, Syaoran rose from his position on the green, battered-looking couch, yawned and walked to the kitchen and over to the telephone.
"Hello?" he said groggily and with another yawn.
"Hello, this is Ryu Malloren, is Sakura Kinomoto there?"
Syaoran's brown eyes grew wide and turned fierce as he listened to the man on the other end of the line say his name.
"Oh, Sakura? No, I'm sorry, you've got the wrong number." he said quickly and quietly before hanging up the phone.
He sighed a breath of relief and walked back into the center room to rejoin Sakura.
Sakura apparently hadn't heard the phone ring because she was still on the couch, sleeping like a baby.
Syaoran smiled gently as he walked over to her sleeping form and crouched down into a squatting position.
"Sakura?" he whispered softly while shaking her.
Sakura's half-closed eyes opened and looked at Syaoran.
"Huh?" she replied, exploring the outline of his face with her eyes.
"Are you tired? There's a room with a bed down the hall if you want to go to sleep. Want me to bring you in there?" he said softly, smiling all the while.
Sakura nodded 'yes' and tiredly closed her emerald gems.
Syaoran's smile grew a little as he watched her.
Slowly and gently he picked her up and walked across his den, down the hall and into the spare room.
When he entered, he searched for the light switch so he could find the bed to put Sakura down. After 2 minuets of searching, he found it and flipped it up, revealing a very crowded and dusty room.
"Hmm, I don't think anyone would want to sleep in this Hell Hole...Sakura, you're gonna have to sleep on the couch for a minuet, ok? I've gotta clean up in here a bit." he said, as he looked around the room and then at the angel in his arms.
"Ok..." she said simply.
Syaoran shook his head and walked back to the center room and placed Sakura back on the couch.
It took him almost an hour to clear out the storage room / guest bedroom. When he was finished, he was covered in sweat which made the dust he was trying to cleaning up stick to him like he was a dust magnet.
He sighed (-_-') at his work and shrugged.
"I suppose it's better than nothing." he said, walking back into the den to get Sakura.
While picking her back up he was trying extremely hard not to get his dusty sweat on her white shirt and contemplating whether or not he should make her sleep in that room. After a few minuets of mind debates, he decided that he would give Sakura his room and he would take the dusty storage room / guest bedroom. [sweet guy, isn't he ^-~]
He slowly walked up the hall toward his room and quietly opened the door. He walked in and gently laid her down on the unmade, queen-sized bed.
Silently, he made his way around the room, picking up shirts and pants that he'd either be wearing or had been wearing and walked with the bundle of clothes out of the room.
When he had sorted the clothes and gotten them in non-dusty spots, he decided he was going to take a shower to remove the layer of dust from his skin.
He quickly hopped in the shower, took an extremely short bath and emerged clean and refreshed and laid down for a long, not so restful, sleep. Just when he was beginning to drift off, the telephone rang again.
Syaoran sighed (-_-') and when into the kitchen to answer the phone.
"Hello?" he said, tiredly rubbing his worn out eyes.
"Hi, may I please speak to Sakura Kinomoto? Tell her this is Ryu Malloren."
Syaoran removed the phone from his ear and looked at it.
*He has got to be kidding! He just called like an hour ago and I told him she wasn't here...I guess I'll have to try again.* He thought, wanting to slap this mental freak upside his mixed up head.
"Um yeah, Sakura isn't here...She doesn't live with me, so please stop calling here, you won't get an answer from Sakura. Thanks and goodb--"
"I KNOW she's there, ya little twerp! Just put her on the damn phone, will ya!" Cried an obviously agitated Ryu.
Syaoran was outraged! He was ready to reach in through the phone and strangle the guy if it were possible.
"Look Creep, I told she's not here! Now stop harassing me!" Syaoran screamed, slamming down the telephone and storming out of the kitchen in a mad frustration.
Just seconds after he emerged from the kitchen the phone rang again.
Syaoran was practically enraged and felt like he wanted to murder someone as he stomped back into the kitchen and picked up the phone once more.
"Hello?" he said, somewhat calmly.
"Hey Fag, put Sakura on the phone, NOW! I'm her boyfriend, I've gotta right to speak to her!"
...It was Ryu again...
*Oh my gosh! This guy doesn't quit!* he thought, ready to rip the telephone receiver out of the wall.
"Listen, to, me...LOSER....Sakura, is, not, here," he began slowly, "she, does, not, live, here. So STOP CALLING ME, DAMN IT!" he cried once more, before slamming it down harder than the other two times.
"My gosh I swear if he calls again I'm ripping the freaking phone outta the wall!"
"Syaoran?" said a tired, feminine voice from the den.
*Sakura?! Oh crap!*
"S-Sakura...what are you doing up NOW?" he asked, panicking.
"Well, I heard screaming and slamming and I wondered if everything was all right...What's going on?" she asked with a yawn.
Syaoran began sweating as he desperately prayed that the phone wouldn't ring again.
...Guess what? It did...
*Oh Crap... * Syaoran thought *...this is SO NOT good...*
Syaoran picked up the phone then quickly hung it up again before anyone on the other line could say a word.
"Why don't you just answer the phone, Syaoran? What's the big deal?"
"Oh, well, it's just that these stupid telemarketers keep calling here in the middle of the night and I cannot get them to, um, leave me alone and stop calling so, um, I just hang up the phone when they call." he lied, putting on a cheesy grin.
Sakura raised an eyebrow.
"Why don't you just let the machine get it?"
Syaoran thought for a moment, unsure of what to say.
"Uh, um, well, if I don't just hang up on them, my answering machine is full of all this crap that I don't need and then when someone important calls, then they can't leave a message because of the telemarketers...you understand my motives?"
Sakura continued to have her eyebrow raised at this.
"Well, not really...But whatever, just can you be a little more quieter please? I'd really appreciate it."
Syaoran's face softened and he smiled genuinely.
"Of course, Sakura...Anything for you."
Sakura returned the smiled, yawned and turned to go back into the bedroom she was sleeping in.
Once Sakura was out of sight and earshot, Syaoran picked up the phone and called the operator.
"Hello, Operator? I'd like to block a number, please."
"Of course, sir, one moment please."
- - Cheesy music is playing - -
"Hello, hello, how can I help you?" said a masculine voice from the other end of the line.
"Hi, I'd like to block a number." Syaoran repeated to the man.
"Of course, what's the name?"
"It's, um, Ryu Malloren."
- - Typing sounds in the background - -
"And the number please? Area code first."
"Ok, it's: 825 - 555 - 6654"
"Thank you sir, your block will come into place in a few minuets, have a nice night."
- - Hung up - -
*Ok, let's see that jerk get through blocking.* Syaoran thought, evilly smiling and rubbing his large hands together.
Just a few seconds later, ringing was heard from the other room.
"What the?"
Syaoran walked quickly into the den where he spotted Sakura's little pink cell phone, laying on the floor next to her purse. He picked it up and looked at the display screen.
It said : 'Malloren, Ryu'
"Aw, man! He's resorted to cell phones now!"
Syaoran quickly answered and hung up again, not wanting Ryu to leave a voice message for Sakura.
"Ok, how do you block numbers on this thing?" he said to himself, looking through every possible folder in the phone.
Finally, he found what he was looking for and entered Ryu's name and number.
When Syaoran finished the blocking procedures, he plopped down onto his couch and stared at the wall after sighing. (-_-')
"I don't think I'll ever want to hear another phone ring again," he said aloud to himself, "this has been one heck of a long night." he continued, yawning and looking at the digital clock on the wall.
"Dang, 3 AM? I'm gonna have a crappy day tomorrow." he said, rising from the couch, stretching and placing Sakura's phone back next to her purse.
He slowly shuffled his way down the hall and his room. By this time, he didn't care what the room looked like or smelled like, he just wanted a bed with a pillow; and that, he found.
~~~~~ End of PART ONE ~~~~~
Chapter 7 part two : The Search...is over?
At around 8 AM, Sakura was awakened by the sunlight pouring into the room and attacking her sleeping eyes.
"Aw man...I don't wanna get up yet!" she complained groggily as she rolled over to face the wall.
Sakura was just about to close her eyes once more and drift back into a dream filled sleep, when she spotted the clock; she was going to be late for her classes!
With a high pitched squeal and fluttering sheets, Sakura was out of the bed and into the bathroom.
Her classes started at 8:30 and she usually woke up at around 7 AM to begin getting ready. But, since she spent the night at Syaoran's, she neglected to set any kind of an alarm clock and totally missed her 7 'o clock wake-up call.
Amidst the hustle and bustle coming from Sakura's frantic figure, Syaoran had 'magically' appeared in the doorway and was leaning up against the it's frame watching Sakura speed around, his eyebrows raised.
"Sakura!" he yelled, attempting to catch her attention.
"Hoe? Syaoran?! W-What are you doing in here...NOW?!"
Syaoran continued staring at her with raised eyebrows and a priceless expression on his face.
"Sakura, first of all, I live here and this is my room. Secondly, it's Sunday...Where are you going at 8 AM?" he said, crossing his thick arms across his shirt-covered chest.
Sakura stared at him blankly for a moment before replying.
"It's...Sunday? Really? Oh...well then I guess I didn't have to get up yet, huh? hehehehe...." she replied, laughing nervously.
Syaoran smiled then sighed. (-_-') Sakura was way too clueless on far too many subjects.
"C'mon Sakura, let's get some breakfast. You wanna go out or stay in; my treat either way." he said, holding his current position of crossed arms.
Sakura thought for a moment, then perked up.
"Out!" she cried, "Lemme get ready, Syaoran; you go take a shower and do whatever it is you do, ok? I'll be out soon!! Hurry!" she concluded, shoving Syaoran out of the doorway and closing the door in his face.
Syaoran blinked and stood staring at the door for a moment.
*I had a feeling she was going to choose going out...oh well, I hope I have money...that wouldn't be a good thing if we went out and couldn't pay.* he thought, while walking down the hall to his bathroom.
After about an hour at least, Sakura emerged to find Syaoran sitting on the couch watching TV with his arms folded. When he spotted her, he smiled, turned off the television and jumped up to meet her.
"So, now that we've established whether or not we're leaving or staying...where are we going?" asked Syaoran, looking through his wallet to make sure he had enough cash.
Sakura placed a finger on her chin and went into a thinking mode.
Syaoran watched her with an amused look as he awaited her answer.
Suddenly, Sakura's bubbly personality returned as she cried:
"Denny's!" [Hey, ya think they have those in Japan too? *lol*]
A blank look crossed Syaoran's face as he sweat-dropped. (^-^')
"Ok then, Sakura, let's go eat at...Denny's" replied Syaoran, trying to look as enthused as she did; all to no avail.
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After a filling breakfast, Sakura and Syaoran walked around aimlessly, going no where in particular.
"Sakura, when will you be able to stay at your house again? I mean, I'm pretty positive that you don't want to stay at my small apartment again." asked Syaoran, trying not to sound like her wanted her to leave. [which would've been a lie ^-~]
Sakura looked at him, her eyes filled with a suppressed fear.
"Uh, I dunno. It depends on when my family is coming home. Touya will be out of town until Thursday, but I think my dad gets back some time late tonight...But, Syaoran...can I tell you something?"
"Sure Sakura, anything." he replied looking at her sympathetically.
"Well, I'm afraid...afraid that Ryu is looking for me...It's almost like I can feel his negative energy searching me out. I'm afraid that if I go back to my house with no one there, that he might come for me. Who knows what would happen then. I just wish I knew where he was. I've been trying desperately to stay away from him, too. That's why I've been staying around you a whole lot...not that I wouldn't normally, it's just that I feel...I feel...safe with you. Like I know that if something awful were to happen, that you'd help me, even, save me...I must sound pretty wimpy, huh?" she said, looking down at her shoes all throughout the conversation.
Syaoran simply stared at her, taking in every little thing she'd just admitted and told him.
"Sakura, I don't think you're a wimp. I never have. I think...no, I know, that you are a very trusting person. You always try to see the good in people...That's what I love about you. Granted, you can be a little ditzy, but that's part of who you are, part of what so many people love about you. So, no, I don't think you're a wimp...and I don't blame you for wanting to feel safe. I'm actually touched that you feel safe around me...that you trust me that much." he said with a smile, "but, Sakura, can I ask you something really quick?"
Sakura looked back up at him, a half smile formed onto her beautiful face.
"Mmm hmm." she responded, shaking her head 'yes'.
"Well, if you've just been hanging around me a lot because you wanted to feel safe, and stuff, did you really lose your house keys last night?"
Sakura's half smile turned into a full, widespread grin.
"That's for me to know, and for you to find out."
Syaoran returned her smile with his own as the two continued to walk aimlessly down the crowded sidewalk.
"Hey, uh, Syaoran? Has Kero told you about what's been going on? You know, the whole Ryu being evil and yada yada yada; ya know, the whole kit-and-caboodle. Did he or did you just, figure it out all by your little self?"
Syaoran smiled at her childishness.
"Uh, no, Kero hasn't said anything to me about anything Ryu's been up to. So I guess I must have figured some of it out on my own...why? What else is there to know?"
"Well, the 'Guardian of My Heart' thing...has he said anything to you about that?"
"The 'Guardian of Your Heart' thing? No, I'm afraid Kero hasn't mentioned that one, Sakura...But, I...uh...I mean, never mind...I don't know anything. Nothing at all. Nada, zip, zilch, naught, nil."
Sakura raised an eyebrow at him.
"Are you sure?"
Syaoran nervously looked at her.
"Uh, no, no I don't know a thing, ok...Kero told me nothing....absolutely, positively nothing."
*Hmm...I think he's hiding something from me...but what could it be? Syaoran would never hide anything important from me...would he?*
~~~~~End of Part Two~~~~~
CHAPTER 7 CONCLUDES!
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I know everyone hates cliffhangers (believe me, I do too) but I've been working on this stupid chapter for almost a freakin' week and I'm so annoyed with it!! AH!!! Anyway, I hope this was a pretty good chapter for you all...your hatred of cliffhanger aside, of course. ^-^
So....
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OBkb, I guess I'll go do something else productive with my summertime, FREE TIME!!! WOO HOO!!!!!! I'm so glad school's out!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH!!
ok, g2g, see ya'll in the next chapter!! BYEbye!
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Title © J.C. Chazes of *NSync
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