'Bringing The Best Out of You' Chapter 2
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A 17-year-old guy sat up from his bed, he ruffled up his hair. It was Monday again. He stood up and went to the bathroom, bathed, brushed, and dressed.
"Li-sama, breakfast will be served in 20 minutes," replied Wei, the butler through the door.
"Hai," the guy replied. He went and sat on his balcony. God, how he hated Mondays! Ever since he took some special courses on how to control his stuttering problem, he suddenly became 'Mr. Hot' or 'Mr. Cool' in the school. He frowned, remembering the first time he stopped stuttering.
It was the first day, first year of high school. He talked to everyone, with no problem. Girls threw themselves at him, begging him to allow them to be his girlfriend, He frowned more. The girls who always laughed at him, made fun of him, were also one of the girls who were throwing themselves at him. Just, because he stopped stuttering. He sighed, that's what, they only thought about, the surface. He got up and decided to go downstairs for breakfast.
"Morning little brother," smiled Seifa.
"Good morning," replied Syaoran to everyone as he sat down at the breakfast table, "Good morning mother."
"Good morning Syaoran," replied his mother. The family started to eat their breakfast.
"Oh right!" Feimei burst, startling everyone. She turned to her little brother, "Umm . . .a Mioko girl phoned, about 20 times. . ."
"Wow!" exclaimed his other three sisters, "Ever since little brother fixed his stuttering problem, many girls starts going after him."
". . .Wonder if he's gonna pick one of them. ." Fanren whispered to herself.
Syaoran rolled his eyes and resumed eating his breakfast, "That's all?"
". . .no, some other girls phoned too, but there were too many to remember," She replied. He finished his breakfast and stood, "I'm going now, see ya."
"Have a good day," called out Yelan, his mother. She turned to her daughters, "Wei, has the other limo ready for you now. You better leave before you're late."
"Hai," they replied and started leaving.
"Thank you Wei-san," replied Syaoran as he got out of the limo.
"Yelan-sama told me to pick you up at four," said Wei.
"No, I'll walk home."
"As you wish."
"Ja ne."
"Have good day, Li-sama." Syaoran nodded and closed the door. He sighed and slowly walked up to the school grounds.
"Ohayou Li-kun," a beautiful Asian walked up to him.
"Please leave me alone," replied Syaoran.
"Why didn't you return my calls?" asked the girl, sadly. Syaoran rolled his eyes, a flashback came to his mind.
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~Flashback~
Little Syaoran was holding a tray of food. He was in grade 5 and it was lunchtime now. He looked around to find a place to sit. Finally, he found one. It was a table with one of the prettiest grade fivers sitting there. He gulped as he slowly made his way towards the table. Little Syaoran blushed, it was Tsunaki, Mioko. He liked her ever since grade one, but had never dared to talk to her. Again he gulped, little Syaoran stopped at the empty chair, beside Mioko. "E-E-Excuse m-m-me. . ."
The giggles died down and the dark, middle-length haired girl turned her head,
"Yeah?" Little Syaoran's blush deepened, "ano. . . .ma-may I s-s-s-sit h- here?"
The girl raised an eyebrow, and gave him an are-you-crazy look, "No." she replied coldly, "Losers aren't allowed sitting here."
Little Syaoran was surprised with her response. He always remembered watching her from a fair distance, and never saw her acted cold. He tried to protest, "I-I'm n-n-no-not a l-l-lo-"
"Especially a retarded loser," she said. He stood there, unable to reply back. Was this her true attitude? "What are you waiting for?" Little Mioko asked, " Why don't you sit by your buddies there?" She turned back to her friends, "My god, can you believe this dork?" she whispered to the girl beside her, which gave her a giggle as a reply.
Little Syaoran looked at the table that was away from other kids. There sat kids, drooling, scrawny sized, snot running out of their noses, and even on some of their foods! He silently walked away from the 'cool' table. He was NOT a retard! He wasn't anything like those kids! He's cute, fair size in height, and is in honor classes. Then what made him different from the other kids?? He sat down on an empty table and looked at his untouched food. Little Syaoran dumped his food in the trashcan that was placed beside him. He didn't felt hungry anymore, he felt heartbroken.
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"Just lay off, Tsunaki," Syaoran replied, frustrated, "I don't want to go out with you."
"Please, just call me Mioko," she smiled, "I'm sure we could work something out, you know, since we're friends and all." A seductive smile played her lips, ". . .and we can be more than just friends, if you know what I mean." Syaoran looked at her. God, she was unbelievable!
"Listen, first of all we can't work this out. ."
". . .but I'm sure with-"
"SECOND, we were never friends in the first place," He walked away from her, not wanting to make his day anymore miserable.
Another girl laughed at Mioko, "Oooh! SHUTDOWN!!"
"Shut up Takako, Mia!" She growled, "It's not like you're doing any better."
A girl with light brown hair walks up to her, smiling, "You may got me with that one, but at least we ARE friends." She left Mioko, laughing as she went to catch up with Syaoran, "Ohayou Li-kun."
Syaoran looked at her, "Oh, hey."
Mia raised an eyebrow, "Why so glum, chum?"
"Forget it, it's something of the past."
"Okay, then. ." Mia replied dropping the subject.
A silver haired, guy ran up to him, "Yo! Li my man!"
"Go away," he replied in a monotone voice.
"How's it hangin'?" The guy ignored him.
"Stupid! Li-kun just told you to split. So be a desert and split!" Mioko repeated.
(A/N: lol!! Get it??? 'be a desert and split' hahahha! Banana Split!!. . .hahahha. errm. .right back to the story -.-U)
"Naw, man. Li won't want me to go!" the guy protested, "We're like buds! You know, inseparable."
"Hunay, Ryoo, just leave. . ." Mioko replied. Another flashback came to Syaoran.
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~Flashback~
"Come on, say something!" grinned a small boy, with gray hair as he pushed a younger aged amber eyed boy to the ground.
"N-n-no. ." replied the amber-eyed boy.
"HAHAHA!!" pointed the gray haired boy's friend. The chestnut haired boy, angrily stood up, "Lets hear you say something again!"
"It's n-not f-fu-funny!" The two boys held onto each other for support as they held their guts. ". ..yeah it is. ." one of them was able to choke out between laughter.
"HA HA HA HA HA!! What a retarded kid!!" laughed his companion.
The amber-eyed boy frowned, "I-I-I'm not r-r-r-retarded!!"
"YEAH YOU ARE!!" they both laughed simultaneously, "Retard, retard! YOU are a RETARD!!"
The boy could feel tears forming. "What? Are you gonna cry now?" smiled the older kid.
The younger boy frowned more. He heard his mother's voice in his head; 'You are a LI! Li's NEVER cry!' He shut his eyes, I But he couldn't stop the tears from coming. So he turned around and dashed off, he wasn't able to stop the tears from coming, at least he won't let the other kids know he was crying.
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~Present~
"Hunay, what are you rambling about?" asked Syaoran, "Friends? Buddies? Who the hell are you talking about? Because the last I remembered, was that you were calling me a retard!"
"Yeah, but that was in the past," replied Ryoo, "People change, ya know? I've changed."
Syaoran frowned, "Yeah, change my ass." He then turned and left to his class.
Mioko frowned deeply, "Great job Einstein! Why don't you just hold up a sign saying, 'Syaoran is Freakin' Loser'! You've already pissed him off, to last for a whole week." She headed to her class, mumbling, "Holey shit. . .how will I ever get Syaoran to be my boyfriend, if dumbasses, like Ryoo, keeps interfering!!"
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"Okay settle down, class," said Miatsu, the sensai. The class settled. "As you may already know, each year some Asian schools gather round, to have a draw and figure out which class will school abroad. This year, our class has been luckily chosen to school in Japan for about five of months," Miatsu handed out some forms, "Here the permission that will allow you to go. I want them in by tomorrow, because we are leaving the following day. I know, you may think that's a bit soon but, we had some district difficulities."
Syaoran looked at his permission form. He frowned,
"Now take out your text books and take out your sheet that was due today," said Miatsu.
"Aw, shit. . . .I forgot to do my homework. . . ." Mioko mumbled.
Crowds of students ran to eat their lunches. "Finally!" sighed Mia, "I thought the lunch bell will never ring." She looked over to Syaoran, who seemed to be in deep thought, "Li-kun?"
"What?" he replied.
"You okay?"
"I just want to be alone," he walked away towards the back of the school. Mioko ran up to him, "Syaoran! I've looking all over for yo-"
"Screw off," with that he just left her there. He stopped at a far away tree behind the school. He was glad he was finally alone, excluding the 'geeks' that were at another area away from him. Syaoran let out a sigh, maybe it wasn't such a great idea to help his stuttering problem. There were too many women that went after him. He wasn't sure which were the kind that looked in the inside and which did not. But he knew one thing for sure, he knew that there was at least one girl who does.
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A little boy stopped after a few minutes and crouched behind a tree, letting the tears flow, "St-stupid tears. . . .go a-a-aw-away!" A light tap touched his shoulder. He whipped his head towards that direction, only to be met by beautiful emerald one's.
"Why are you crying?" asked the sweet voice.
The boy's eyes widened and turned away, in shame. "Hoe?"
"I-I'm NOT cr-cr-crying," he rudely mumbled.
The cute girl let out a sweet smile, "You shouldn't cry."
"Yo-You don't kn-know what I-I-I've b-b-been through," retorted the little boy.
"That's true," the girl replied thoughtfully, ". . .my otousan always told me 'We cannot tell what may happen to us in life. But we can decide what happens in us, how we take it, what we do with it-and that is what really counts in the end.'"
The little boy let the girl's father's quote, sink into his head. He wiped the tears from his eyes, they had suddenly stopped. The boy looked at her, then looked down.
Confusion filled little the girl's eyes, "Hoe? What's wrong?"
The boy just shook his head. "What? What is it?" He sighed, might as well get this over with, "I-I'm r-r-re-re-retarded.. . ." He quickly shut his eyes, waiting to hear the laughter. When he realized she didn't say anything, he opened one eye and looked at her. Then he opened the other one and raised a brow, looking at her confusingly.
"I don't think you're retarded," the little girl replied.
The boy was taken back, his eyes revealing shock, "Wh-what?! W-W-W-Why?"
"I think you perfectly fine the way you are!" She let out a smile. The boy felt warmth in his body when she said that.
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A small half-smile, had to creep up his lips. She was the only girl, only person, who accepted him for who he was. That was the first time he felt, so good inside. But what was her name again? Crap. . . . .he rumbled through his memory slot. What was it? Did it start with an A? P? . . . .Wait! Her name was a type of flower and it was Japanese. . . .wasn't it? Syaoran sat there, deep in thought. Peony? Hmm. . . . 'My name is Peony,'. . .no that doesn't sound right. Blossom? Yes! It was a type of blossom!. . . .hmm. . .Peach Blossom? Touya-NO that's a guy name. How about a Plum Blossom? . . . . Syaoran let out an exasperating sigh, what was plum blossom in Japanese again? Ummm. . . .right! Tomoyo. . .was her name Tomoyo? No-wait! It was a Cherry Blossom! Yeah! Let's see, was her name Ying Fa? No that can't be, she had a Japanese name? Or was is Chinese? . . .hmm. . Syaoran scratched his head, yeah, her name was Chinese. He was almost sure about it. But it still didn't sound very right. Oh well, like he was ever going to see her again!
The End of Lunch Bell rang twice.
He stood up and head to his classroom.
"Had fun, being alone?" Mia ran up to him. Syaoran just shrugged and went to class. ". . .hmm, I wonder what changed his mood," mumbled Mia as she followed him into the classroom.
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Hours passed by, until school finally ended. He grabbed his stuff and went off to his house. "Wait up!" smiled Mia as she finally caught up with him, "Thanks for waiting."
"Anytime," he replied.
"So. . .where're you going?"
"Home." Minutes passes by, neither said nothing to each other. ". . .You're quite a talkative person," Mia said, sarcastically.
"Li-kun!" called out a unwanted voice.
". . .no. ." mumbled Mia.
Mioko ran up to Syaoran's side, "Where're you going?"
"Where does it think I'm going," retorted Syaoran, not looking at her.
"Listen Tsunaki, you're obviously not wanted here. So why don't you go home!" Mia rudely said, "Especially when you don't even live this way."
"I decided to take a long way home. It's a beautiful day," smiled Mioko.
"Whatever," mumbled Mia.
Syaoran suddenly turned on a street. "Eh? Li-kun? Where are you going?" asked Mia, "You don't even live on that road!"
"Short cut," replied Syaoran.
"Way to scare him off!" replied Mioko. She frustrated took out her cell, "Hey? Yeah, pick me up. I'm two blocks away from the school." She hung up her phone and dangerously looked at Mia, "If you interfere, I'll make sure your life's a living hell!" She turned away and started walking.
"Good afternoon Li-sama," bowed Wei.
Syaoran didn't even noticed him, as he went to go train his martial arts. He wore some loose black pants and was topless. Syaoran tied up his green cloth around his waist. He started to remember more memories of his past. His major stuttering problems, that always made him an outcast to others.
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~Flashback~
"C-C-Can I p-pl-play?" asked a little Syaoran. "Su-" started a little girl.
A bigger boy stepped in front of her, "No,"
"Eh?" questioned the little girl, "Why?"
"He's retarded!" her bigger brother explained, a little older than her, "Mother always said, never go near a sick person. 'You could catch the same thing!'" He said, quoting their mother's words.
The little girl looked wide-eyed at little Syaoran. Eyes widened, she hid behind her brother, scared, "I'm scared, big brother."
"You have every right to be," said the big brother.
Little Syaoran's eyebrows furrowed, "I'm n-n-not s-s-sick!"
"You see how he stutters?" pointed out the big brother, to his little sister. She silently nodded. "That's how you know he's very ill."
"I-I'm per-per-perfectly fine!" argued Little Syaoran.
". . .big brother," the little girl said, "Let's go home. . . .I don't want to get sick. ."
The big brother laughed at little Syaoran, "You say you're fine? Who told you that baloney?!"
Little Syaoran looked away, "M-M-My f-f-friend. . ." Then looked dangerously at him, "S-S-She said, I'm p-p-perfectly fi-fine the w-way I a- a-am!"
"HA!" the bigger boy, grinned wider, "She must've been retarded too!"
Okay messin' with him was one thing, but messing with the only person who thought of him as an equal was another! "L-Leave h-her o-o-ou-out of this!" He clenched his fists. "Ooooh, scary!" the bigger boy replied, sarcastically. He turned to his little sister, "Let's go." She nodded and followed him.
Little Syaoran looked away and sat down, no one will ever want to play with him.
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~Present~
Syaoran threw a punch in the air. Beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
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~Flashback~
"I w-w-want to g-g-get my st-st-st-stuttering pr-problem fixed!" demanded little Syaoran.
"What for?" asked Yelan, "You're fine the way you are."
"N-No! Ev-Everyone thinks I-I'm sick or re-retarded!" He looked away from his mom, "It's n-not fun. . . .wh-when no one w-w-wants to go ne-near y-y- you."
"You really want it to be fixed?" Little Syaoran eye's widened as he turned to his mother. "I'll get an appointment for you tomorrow morning." A smile grew on his face. It literally went from one ear to the other; it was so big.
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~Present~
Syaoran jumped in the air and kicked.
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~Flashback~
"Now, its Syaoran isn't it?" asked the woman.
"Y-Yes," he replied obediently.
"My name is Rioko," she opened up her books, "First we're going to start off with nouns and work our way up."
He nodded.
"What is this?" she asked as she pointed at the picture.
"D-D-Dog," he replied.
"Okay, now say it like this, doooooog," She used her other hand to formed little Syaoran's lips into an 'O'.
"D-D-Dooooog. ."
"Again."
"D-Doooog. . . .D-doooog. . . .dooooog."
Rioko smiled, "There!"
Little Syaoran smiled as well, ". ..dooog. . .doog. . .dog. ." His smile grew, "Dog!"
"Good job!" smiled Rioko, "We're making excellent progress."
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Syaoran breathed heavily as he wiped the sweat from his brow, with his towel. He looked up at the darkening sky. His life changed so rapidly ever since he said that word. A small smile was on his lips, "Dog."
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A/N: Hey, second chappy is up! Sorry about that I wasn't able update it any quicker. There was something wrong with my account and it wouldn't allow me to update my story, but I think it's fixed now. And I'm trying to get it updated properly because every time I update it, it only comes out like one paragraph. I'll try to get the fixed too, and if anyone knows how to fix it, please tell me. AND, ^.^U, what are Syaoran's four sisters names again? I forgot. . . .
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A 17-year-old guy sat up from his bed, he ruffled up his hair. It was Monday again. He stood up and went to the bathroom, bathed, brushed, and dressed.
"Li-sama, breakfast will be served in 20 minutes," replied Wei, the butler through the door.
"Hai," the guy replied. He went and sat on his balcony. God, how he hated Mondays! Ever since he took some special courses on how to control his stuttering problem, he suddenly became 'Mr. Hot' or 'Mr. Cool' in the school. He frowned, remembering the first time he stopped stuttering.
It was the first day, first year of high school. He talked to everyone, with no problem. Girls threw themselves at him, begging him to allow them to be his girlfriend, He frowned more. The girls who always laughed at him, made fun of him, were also one of the girls who were throwing themselves at him. Just, because he stopped stuttering. He sighed, that's what, they only thought about, the surface. He got up and decided to go downstairs for breakfast.
"Morning little brother," smiled Seifa.
"Good morning," replied Syaoran to everyone as he sat down at the breakfast table, "Good morning mother."
"Good morning Syaoran," replied his mother. The family started to eat their breakfast.
"Oh right!" Feimei burst, startling everyone. She turned to her little brother, "Umm . . .a Mioko girl phoned, about 20 times. . ."
"Wow!" exclaimed his other three sisters, "Ever since little brother fixed his stuttering problem, many girls starts going after him."
". . .Wonder if he's gonna pick one of them. ." Fanren whispered to herself.
Syaoran rolled his eyes and resumed eating his breakfast, "That's all?"
". . .no, some other girls phoned too, but there were too many to remember," She replied. He finished his breakfast and stood, "I'm going now, see ya."
"Have a good day," called out Yelan, his mother. She turned to her daughters, "Wei, has the other limo ready for you now. You better leave before you're late."
"Hai," they replied and started leaving.
"Thank you Wei-san," replied Syaoran as he got out of the limo.
"Yelan-sama told me to pick you up at four," said Wei.
"No, I'll walk home."
"As you wish."
"Ja ne."
"Have good day, Li-sama." Syaoran nodded and closed the door. He sighed and slowly walked up to the school grounds.
"Ohayou Li-kun," a beautiful Asian walked up to him.
"Please leave me alone," replied Syaoran.
"Why didn't you return my calls?" asked the girl, sadly. Syaoran rolled his eyes, a flashback came to his mind.
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~Flashback~
Little Syaoran was holding a tray of food. He was in grade 5 and it was lunchtime now. He looked around to find a place to sit. Finally, he found one. It was a table with one of the prettiest grade fivers sitting there. He gulped as he slowly made his way towards the table. Little Syaoran blushed, it was Tsunaki, Mioko. He liked her ever since grade one, but had never dared to talk to her. Again he gulped, little Syaoran stopped at the empty chair, beside Mioko. "E-E-Excuse m-m-me. . ."
The giggles died down and the dark, middle-length haired girl turned her head,
"Yeah?" Little Syaoran's blush deepened, "ano. . . .ma-may I s-s-s-sit h- here?"
The girl raised an eyebrow, and gave him an are-you-crazy look, "No." she replied coldly, "Losers aren't allowed sitting here."
Little Syaoran was surprised with her response. He always remembered watching her from a fair distance, and never saw her acted cold. He tried to protest, "I-I'm n-n-no-not a l-l-lo-"
"Especially a retarded loser," she said. He stood there, unable to reply back. Was this her true attitude? "What are you waiting for?" Little Mioko asked, " Why don't you sit by your buddies there?" She turned back to her friends, "My god, can you believe this dork?" she whispered to the girl beside her, which gave her a giggle as a reply.
Little Syaoran looked at the table that was away from other kids. There sat kids, drooling, scrawny sized, snot running out of their noses, and even on some of their foods! He silently walked away from the 'cool' table. He was NOT a retard! He wasn't anything like those kids! He's cute, fair size in height, and is in honor classes. Then what made him different from the other kids?? He sat down on an empty table and looked at his untouched food. Little Syaoran dumped his food in the trashcan that was placed beside him. He didn't felt hungry anymore, he felt heartbroken.
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"Just lay off, Tsunaki," Syaoran replied, frustrated, "I don't want to go out with you."
"Please, just call me Mioko," she smiled, "I'm sure we could work something out, you know, since we're friends and all." A seductive smile played her lips, ". . .and we can be more than just friends, if you know what I mean." Syaoran looked at her. God, she was unbelievable!
"Listen, first of all we can't work this out. ."
". . .but I'm sure with-"
"SECOND, we were never friends in the first place," He walked away from her, not wanting to make his day anymore miserable.
Another girl laughed at Mioko, "Oooh! SHUTDOWN!!"
"Shut up Takako, Mia!" She growled, "It's not like you're doing any better."
A girl with light brown hair walks up to her, smiling, "You may got me with that one, but at least we ARE friends." She left Mioko, laughing as she went to catch up with Syaoran, "Ohayou Li-kun."
Syaoran looked at her, "Oh, hey."
Mia raised an eyebrow, "Why so glum, chum?"
"Forget it, it's something of the past."
"Okay, then. ." Mia replied dropping the subject.
A silver haired, guy ran up to him, "Yo! Li my man!"
"Go away," he replied in a monotone voice.
"How's it hangin'?" The guy ignored him.
"Stupid! Li-kun just told you to split. So be a desert and split!" Mioko repeated.
(A/N: lol!! Get it??? 'be a desert and split' hahahha! Banana Split!!. . .hahahha. errm. .right back to the story -.-U)
"Naw, man. Li won't want me to go!" the guy protested, "We're like buds! You know, inseparable."
"Hunay, Ryoo, just leave. . ." Mioko replied. Another flashback came to Syaoran.
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~Flashback~
"Come on, say something!" grinned a small boy, with gray hair as he pushed a younger aged amber eyed boy to the ground.
"N-n-no. ." replied the amber-eyed boy.
"HAHAHA!!" pointed the gray haired boy's friend. The chestnut haired boy, angrily stood up, "Lets hear you say something again!"
"It's n-not f-fu-funny!" The two boys held onto each other for support as they held their guts. ". ..yeah it is. ." one of them was able to choke out between laughter.
"HA HA HA HA HA!! What a retarded kid!!" laughed his companion.
The amber-eyed boy frowned, "I-I-I'm not r-r-r-retarded!!"
"YEAH YOU ARE!!" they both laughed simultaneously, "Retard, retard! YOU are a RETARD!!"
The boy could feel tears forming. "What? Are you gonna cry now?" smiled the older kid.
The younger boy frowned more. He heard his mother's voice in his head; 'You are a LI! Li's NEVER cry!' He shut his eyes, I But he couldn't stop the tears from coming. So he turned around and dashed off, he wasn't able to stop the tears from coming, at least he won't let the other kids know he was crying.
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"Hunay, what are you rambling about?" asked Syaoran, "Friends? Buddies? Who the hell are you talking about? Because the last I remembered, was that you were calling me a retard!"
"Yeah, but that was in the past," replied Ryoo, "People change, ya know? I've changed."
Syaoran frowned, "Yeah, change my ass." He then turned and left to his class.
Mioko frowned deeply, "Great job Einstein! Why don't you just hold up a sign saying, 'Syaoran is Freakin' Loser'! You've already pissed him off, to last for a whole week." She headed to her class, mumbling, "Holey shit. . .how will I ever get Syaoran to be my boyfriend, if dumbasses, like Ryoo, keeps interfering!!"
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"Okay settle down, class," said Miatsu, the sensai. The class settled. "As you may already know, each year some Asian schools gather round, to have a draw and figure out which class will school abroad. This year, our class has been luckily chosen to school in Japan for about five of months," Miatsu handed out some forms, "Here the permission that will allow you to go. I want them in by tomorrow, because we are leaving the following day. I know, you may think that's a bit soon but, we had some district difficulities."
Syaoran looked at his permission form. He frowned,
"Now take out your text books and take out your sheet that was due today," said Miatsu.
"Aw, shit. . . .I forgot to do my homework. . . ." Mioko mumbled.
Crowds of students ran to eat their lunches. "Finally!" sighed Mia, "I thought the lunch bell will never ring." She looked over to Syaoran, who seemed to be in deep thought, "Li-kun?"
"What?" he replied.
"You okay?"
"I just want to be alone," he walked away towards the back of the school. Mioko ran up to him, "Syaoran! I've looking all over for yo-"
"Screw off," with that he just left her there. He stopped at a far away tree behind the school. He was glad he was finally alone, excluding the 'geeks' that were at another area away from him. Syaoran let out a sigh, maybe it wasn't such a great idea to help his stuttering problem. There were too many women that went after him. He wasn't sure which were the kind that looked in the inside and which did not. But he knew one thing for sure, he knew that there was at least one girl who does.
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~Flashback~
A little boy stopped after a few minutes and crouched behind a tree, letting the tears flow, "St-stupid tears. . . .go a-a-aw-away!" A light tap touched his shoulder. He whipped his head towards that direction, only to be met by beautiful emerald one's.
"Why are you crying?" asked the sweet voice.
The boy's eyes widened and turned away, in shame. "Hoe?"
"I-I'm NOT cr-cr-crying," he rudely mumbled.
The cute girl let out a sweet smile, "You shouldn't cry."
"Yo-You don't kn-know what I-I-I've b-b-been through," retorted the little boy.
"That's true," the girl replied thoughtfully, ". . .my otousan always told me 'We cannot tell what may happen to us in life. But we can decide what happens in us, how we take it, what we do with it-and that is what really counts in the end.'"
The little boy let the girl's father's quote, sink into his head. He wiped the tears from his eyes, they had suddenly stopped. The boy looked at her, then looked down.
Confusion filled little the girl's eyes, "Hoe? What's wrong?"
The boy just shook his head. "What? What is it?" He sighed, might as well get this over with, "I-I'm r-r-re-re-retarded.. . ." He quickly shut his eyes, waiting to hear the laughter. When he realized she didn't say anything, he opened one eye and looked at her. Then he opened the other one and raised a brow, looking at her confusingly.
"I don't think you're retarded," the little girl replied.
The boy was taken back, his eyes revealing shock, "Wh-what?! W-W-W-Why?"
"I think you perfectly fine the way you are!" She let out a smile. The boy felt warmth in his body when she said that.
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A small half-smile, had to creep up his lips. She was the only girl, only person, who accepted him for who he was. That was the first time he felt, so good inside. But what was her name again? Crap. . . . .he rumbled through his memory slot. What was it? Did it start with an A? P? . . . .Wait! Her name was a type of flower and it was Japanese. . . .wasn't it? Syaoran sat there, deep in thought. Peony? Hmm. . . . 'My name is Peony,'. . .no that doesn't sound right. Blossom? Yes! It was a type of blossom!. . . .hmm. . .Peach Blossom? Touya-NO that's a guy name. How about a Plum Blossom? . . . . Syaoran let out an exasperating sigh, what was plum blossom in Japanese again? Ummm. . . .right! Tomoyo. . .was her name Tomoyo? No-wait! It was a Cherry Blossom! Yeah! Let's see, was her name Ying Fa? No that can't be, she had a Japanese name? Or was is Chinese? . . .hmm. . Syaoran scratched his head, yeah, her name was Chinese. He was almost sure about it. But it still didn't sound very right. Oh well, like he was ever going to see her again!
The End of Lunch Bell rang twice.
He stood up and head to his classroom.
"Had fun, being alone?" Mia ran up to him. Syaoran just shrugged and went to class. ". . .hmm, I wonder what changed his mood," mumbled Mia as she followed him into the classroom.
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Hours passed by, until school finally ended. He grabbed his stuff and went off to his house. "Wait up!" smiled Mia as she finally caught up with him, "Thanks for waiting."
"Anytime," he replied.
"So. . .where're you going?"
"Home." Minutes passes by, neither said nothing to each other. ". . .You're quite a talkative person," Mia said, sarcastically.
"Li-kun!" called out a unwanted voice.
". . .no. ." mumbled Mia.
Mioko ran up to Syaoran's side, "Where're you going?"
"Where does it think I'm going," retorted Syaoran, not looking at her.
"Listen Tsunaki, you're obviously not wanted here. So why don't you go home!" Mia rudely said, "Especially when you don't even live this way."
"I decided to take a long way home. It's a beautiful day," smiled Mioko.
"Whatever," mumbled Mia.
Syaoran suddenly turned on a street. "Eh? Li-kun? Where are you going?" asked Mia, "You don't even live on that road!"
"Short cut," replied Syaoran.
"Way to scare him off!" replied Mioko. She frustrated took out her cell, "Hey? Yeah, pick me up. I'm two blocks away from the school." She hung up her phone and dangerously looked at Mia, "If you interfere, I'll make sure your life's a living hell!" She turned away and started walking.
"Good afternoon Li-sama," bowed Wei.
Syaoran didn't even noticed him, as he went to go train his martial arts. He wore some loose black pants and was topless. Syaoran tied up his green cloth around his waist. He started to remember more memories of his past. His major stuttering problems, that always made him an outcast to others.
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~Flashback~
"C-C-Can I p-pl-play?" asked a little Syaoran. "Su-" started a little girl.
A bigger boy stepped in front of her, "No,"
"Eh?" questioned the little girl, "Why?"
"He's retarded!" her bigger brother explained, a little older than her, "Mother always said, never go near a sick person. 'You could catch the same thing!'" He said, quoting their mother's words.
The little girl looked wide-eyed at little Syaoran. Eyes widened, she hid behind her brother, scared, "I'm scared, big brother."
"You have every right to be," said the big brother.
Little Syaoran's eyebrows furrowed, "I'm n-n-not s-s-sick!"
"You see how he stutters?" pointed out the big brother, to his little sister. She silently nodded. "That's how you know he's very ill."
"I-I'm per-per-perfectly fine!" argued Little Syaoran.
". . .big brother," the little girl said, "Let's go home. . . .I don't want to get sick. ."
The big brother laughed at little Syaoran, "You say you're fine? Who told you that baloney?!"
Little Syaoran looked away, "M-M-My f-f-friend. . ." Then looked dangerously at him, "S-S-She said, I'm p-p-perfectly fi-fine the w-way I a- a-am!"
"HA!" the bigger boy, grinned wider, "She must've been retarded too!"
Okay messin' with him was one thing, but messing with the only person who thought of him as an equal was another! "L-Leave h-her o-o-ou-out of this!" He clenched his fists. "Ooooh, scary!" the bigger boy replied, sarcastically. He turned to his little sister, "Let's go." She nodded and followed him.
Little Syaoran looked away and sat down, no one will ever want to play with him.
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~Present~
Syaoran threw a punch in the air. Beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
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~Flashback~
"I w-w-want to g-g-get my st-st-st-stuttering pr-problem fixed!" demanded little Syaoran.
"What for?" asked Yelan, "You're fine the way you are."
"N-No! Ev-Everyone thinks I-I'm sick or re-retarded!" He looked away from his mom, "It's n-not fun. . . .wh-when no one w-w-wants to go ne-near y-y- you."
"You really want it to be fixed?" Little Syaoran eye's widened as he turned to his mother. "I'll get an appointment for you tomorrow morning." A smile grew on his face. It literally went from one ear to the other; it was so big.
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~Present~
Syaoran jumped in the air and kicked.
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~Flashback~
"Now, its Syaoran isn't it?" asked the woman.
"Y-Yes," he replied obediently.
"My name is Rioko," she opened up her books, "First we're going to start off with nouns and work our way up."
He nodded.
"What is this?" she asked as she pointed at the picture.
"D-D-Dog," he replied.
"Okay, now say it like this, doooooog," She used her other hand to formed little Syaoran's lips into an 'O'.
"D-D-Dooooog. ."
"Again."
"D-Doooog. . . .D-doooog. . . .dooooog."
Rioko smiled, "There!"
Little Syaoran smiled as well, ". ..dooog. . .doog. . .dog. ." His smile grew, "Dog!"
"Good job!" smiled Rioko, "We're making excellent progress."
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~Present~
Syaoran breathed heavily as he wiped the sweat from his brow, with his towel. He looked up at the darkening sky. His life changed so rapidly ever since he said that word. A small smile was on his lips, "Dog."
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A/N: Hey, second chappy is up! Sorry about that I wasn't able update it any quicker. There was something wrong with my account and it wouldn't allow me to update my story, but I think it's fixed now. And I'm trying to get it updated properly because every time I update it, it only comes out like one paragraph. I'll try to get the fixed too, and if anyone knows how to fix it, please tell me. AND, ^.^U, what are Syaoran's four sisters names again? I forgot. . . .
