Chapter 5:
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura. =(
A/n: Thanks for reviewing
Sakura-chan-66
Crystaljade2
AnimeObsessionFantasy
~AnimeQueen~!!!
I wasn't expecting any 'cause of the incredibly long break. Thanks guys for checking back!
Okay, let's get the chapter done.
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Sakura slipped on a pale pink t-shirt, with cupid lounging on a cloud on it. She smiled at her pretty reflection in the mirror, and chuckled to herself. Would Syaoran appear at school wearing it? She slightly inclined her body to her right to check on her navy jeans.
Sakura noticed a slight pinkish slit on her neck. She peered closer to the mirror. It was.the mark of Syaoran's sword. Sakura relished the incident yesterday.
Syaoran was so handsome in that amour, wielding his sword, making such sleek flick slashes in the air. Did he almost want to kiss her? He did seem heading towards her lips, with that glassy look in his flaming amber eyes.
Wait. Wake up Sakura, how could he fall for you, after all the trouble he's received from you? But.shouldn't Syaoran broken up with you by now? It suddenly dawned on Sakura. They had been together for 5 days now, and yet, there was no indication of a break up.
Sakura slung her school bag over her shoulder and thundered down the stairs, upon hearing her brother call.
I Ahh well.he did have nice abs./I
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"Hey Sakura! So.how did your weekend with Syaoran go?" Madison asked, weaving through the crowd in the hallway with Sakura.
Sakura giggled, recounting it to Madison. She hugged her Geography books closely to her chest.
Madison wiggled her eyebrows mischievously, "Ooh, looks like our Sakura has got someone hooked." She teased.
"No." Sakura blushed.
"Oh yeah, Eriol told me that Syaoran won't leave your side for sure. So, you should have no problems writing that article, Sakura!" Madison's amethyst's eyes twinkled, on mentioning about her boyfriend.
"Talk about who's getting someone hooked." Sakura shot back at Madison, giving a teasing smile.
The two girls laughed.
Just then, they caught sight of a girl with shiny black hair sliding smoothly through the crowd towards them. It was Meiling.
Meiling wore a striking red top, with black pants. She halted in front of them, exclaiming, "Sakura, you must tell me all about it!" Her dark orange eyes widening in anticipation.
"Yeah, sure, come on, I'll tell you on the way to class," And Sakura steered her friends to the Geography classroom.
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Syaoran held his unruly chestnut hair up by his hand, while scribbling furiously on his maths worksheet. He had a temptation to sorely remove that leather jacket.
INo Syaoran! You can't! /I
Syaoran held the temptation back with difficulty. The valentines t-shirt that Sakura gave him was already saturated with sweat inside.
"Psst, Syaoran!"
Syaoran snapped his head up, irritated.
"What, Takashi?"
"Nah, just wondering when you're gonna take off that jacket. Gosh, you look like a tomato in that."
"It's-I'm just cold that's all." Syaoran muttered with a tone of finality, before turning back to his blotchy worksheet.
"Cold.right man, Syaoran. In the mid of an afternoon. You've gone cluckoo." Takashi arched an eyebrow in doubt, giving a shrug.
ISakura Kinomoto, you are so gonna get it after this bet./I Syaoran thought resolutely, gripping his pen.
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Sakura spotted Syaoran immediately, clad in a black jacket and khaki pants. Normal attire. His locker was just a stone throw away from hers.
Sakura chuckled to herself. The pink t-shirt was nowhere to be seen. She signaled to her friends behind her to keep silent.
Sakura glided silently and sneaked up behind Syaoran.
"Boo!"
Syaoran jumped. He spun around, frowning, "Sakura!"
"HI!" Sakura reached forwards to hug Syaoran when she suddenly noticed Syaoran's jacket was buttoned up right to his neck very tightly. Weird.
"Don't EVER do that to me again." Syaoran snarled.
"I'm sorry." She looked down, shifting her gaze, her auburn hair falling over her face in the process.
Sakura looked so sad that Syaoran felt guilty for snapping at her. He had a strong urge to brush her strands of stray auburn hair away from her face.
"Look, I, didn't mean to-do" He started.
"Nevermind!" Sakura suddenly squinted up at him in her emerald green eyes, smiling.
IShe's so kawaii./I Syaoran could not help straying to that thought.
What am I thinking? Why do I even bother apologizing to her? Grr.
"Syaoran, you didn't wear our t-shirts." Sakura pouted, pointing to the one she was wearing.
"Yeah, speaking of that." Syaoran threw a furtive glance around, "Come with me."
He tugged her hand, pulling her to the toilet, attracting stares of other people.
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Madison and Meiling loitered around in the cafeteria, pending their return.
"Do you think Syaoran will really fall for Sakura?" Meiling asked casually.
"Perhaps, there's a high chance," Madison replied cheerfully, settling down at a table.
Meiling followed suit, as she sank down into the peach-coloured cushioned chair, with wooden legs, and placed her elbows on the white plastic top of the table.
"The girls have found out about it already. Sakura clinched the hottest guy in school.there's going to be trouble." Meiling flipped her black hair back.
Madison perked up. "What, do you mean?" She asked, ignoring the fight that was breaking out in the table in front of them.
"You know the leader of the catstar gang? Well, she does have a liking for Syaoran.but he never asked her out. And now that she received news that Sakura and Syaoran, there's bound to be conflict." Meiling admired her newly manicured nails.
"You mean, she's going to fight with Sakura for Syaoran?" Madison gasped. A boy had just squashed a pie into another boy's face in front of them.
"Yeah, maybe. I think she should quit what's she's doing. You think so?"
"I don't know. This plan seems to be nicely folding out. But if Sakura's going to be in trouble, then.it's really hard to say. Hey, you wanna know what's Sakura going to do next to Syaoran?" Madison and Meiling leaned forward, talking excitedly.
A bun just flew over their heads.
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Syaoran revealed what he had been hiding behind his jacket.
"There. I wore it." He tugged the collar of the shirt, cooling himself.
"Why couldn't you showed it to me in the hall?" Sakura asked. They were in the toilet. It was empty.
"Shh!" Syaoran lowered his voice, "Because.because.the toilet's a special place." He said finally. Big lie. Sakura looked at him incredulously. The paint was peeling, the sink was leaking, and there was a stench. Wow. Special place.
"Special place.I see." Sakura scrunched her face up in doubt.
"Yes. Yes." Syaoran nodded furiously. Don't let me go out there wearing this.
"You come here everyday?"
"Everyday, oh yes. Hardly anyone comes here."
I can see why, Sakura thought wanly.
She made a motion towards the door.
Syaoran exhaled slowly. Thank goodness. He had made it out of the danger zone. "You, go ahead first." He smiled. "I'll catch up later."
Syaoran took out a green army t-shirt, as Sakura left, and he changed out of the valentine t-shirt.
(a/n: I know I'm being kind to Syaoran.but you can't always let him suffer. =P)
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Takashi and Eriol caught up with Syaoran in the cafeteria. They settled down.
"Hey Syao, you just missed a big food fight." Takashi grinned, as he peeled off a yellow blob from his shirt. "Here's my prize." He dangled it in front of Eriol's face.
"I do not find that funny." Eriol shoved him on the shoulder. He turned to Syaoran. "So Syaoran, how's it going with Sakura? Want to back out?"
It was tempting. But instead he said, "In your dreams." Syaoran rolled up the sleeves of his green shirt.
"She's a great girl, huh?" Eriol took a bag of fries and gave it to Syaoran. "Saved it. Someone almost wanted to dump it on Kenyu's head." He glared at Takashi. Takashi whistled away.
Syaoran took the bag. He scoffed. "Great? I've been in torture for 5 da." Syaoran got cut off by an announcement.
The students winced as the speakers whined for a moment. "Ahem, Ahem, this is Fuu Hanasakii, your radio host for Tomoeda High. There has been a delay as there were technical difficulties. Before we start off with the program, Sakura Kinomoto is going announce her dedication to the song of the day."
Syaoran's mouth hung open. He had a bad feeling about this.
There were giggles. Then, Sakura's sweet voice came into the speakers. "Oh, my dearest Syaoran, my cutest little wolfie,"
Syaoran buried his face into his hands. How did she know what his Chinese name meant?
"I would like to dedicate this song to you. The title is: Toilet in my closet. I'm sure you know why."
Syaoran felt as if the whole world shattered. This is the end.
"Unfortunately, this is the end," Fuu's voice came into the speakers. "A dedication is only allowed for 20 Seconds on air, but I'm sure everyone got Sakura's message. Let's start the music!"
Sakura, Madison, and Meiling burst into peals of laughter in the room, barely able to control their laughter.
"Thanks Meiling, for telling me what Syaoran's name meant." She grinned. "And thanks Fuu, for letting us make that special request."
"Welcome Sakura." Meiling and Fuu smiled.
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Sakura found herself backing towards a wall, as four catstar members approached her, clad in blue denim jackets and jeans. Sakura felt oppressive.
"What.do you want?" She quivered.
"Syaoran." Motoko, the leader of the catstar leaned in front of her, sneering. She had long luscious blonde hair, a slim figure, and a toned body. She was one of the most lusted after girls in school, and yet, what did she want with Sakura?
The school was almost deserted.
"Syaoran? What do you want him for?" Sakura heart raced. She could not take all the catstar members down alone. She was outnumbered.
"For special reasons." Motoko was a year older than Sakura. She wringed Sakura's arm, twisting it.
Sakura flinched. "Sure, you can have him. After I'm done."
"I want him now." Motoko hissed, twisting Sakura's wrist even more.
"Okay, stop it!" Sakura stepped onto Motoko's foot.
Motoko yelped in pain, letting go. "Stupid girl." Motoko's ruby eyes blazed. "Try that again, and you're dead."
The other catstar members were slowly advancing.
Sakura had to think quick. If she only had a distraction.that was all she needed, and she could squirm out of this.
"You don't understand, I'm not actually going out with him.I'm just uh, experimenting on him." Sakura stalled for time.
"Experimenting?" Motoko folded her arms.
"I don't like him! I just need until prom night, that's all." Sakura stammered.
"Prom night's a bit too far, don't you think?" Motoko's tone did not sound like she was to be trifled with anymore.
Sakura had to act now. Time to think about this later.
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A/n: Hehe, So, how was it? I'm trying a new style of writing. The story is developing more drama, less humour and an introduction to what trouble Sakura is going to face later on.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!! Reviews make me very happy, so review more! ^-^
Argh. I'm running out of ideas. I guess I'll just make them fall in love sooner or later.
Review! Review! Review!
-Jane Lim
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura. =(
A/n: Thanks for reviewing
Sakura-chan-66
Crystaljade2
AnimeObsessionFantasy
~AnimeQueen~!!!
I wasn't expecting any 'cause of the incredibly long break. Thanks guys for checking back!
Okay, let's get the chapter done.
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Sakura slipped on a pale pink t-shirt, with cupid lounging on a cloud on it. She smiled at her pretty reflection in the mirror, and chuckled to herself. Would Syaoran appear at school wearing it? She slightly inclined her body to her right to check on her navy jeans.
Sakura noticed a slight pinkish slit on her neck. She peered closer to the mirror. It was.the mark of Syaoran's sword. Sakura relished the incident yesterday.
Syaoran was so handsome in that amour, wielding his sword, making such sleek flick slashes in the air. Did he almost want to kiss her? He did seem heading towards her lips, with that glassy look in his flaming amber eyes.
Wait. Wake up Sakura, how could he fall for you, after all the trouble he's received from you? But.shouldn't Syaoran broken up with you by now? It suddenly dawned on Sakura. They had been together for 5 days now, and yet, there was no indication of a break up.
Sakura slung her school bag over her shoulder and thundered down the stairs, upon hearing her brother call.
I Ahh well.he did have nice abs./I
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"Hey Sakura! So.how did your weekend with Syaoran go?" Madison asked, weaving through the crowd in the hallway with Sakura.
Sakura giggled, recounting it to Madison. She hugged her Geography books closely to her chest.
Madison wiggled her eyebrows mischievously, "Ooh, looks like our Sakura has got someone hooked." She teased.
"No." Sakura blushed.
"Oh yeah, Eriol told me that Syaoran won't leave your side for sure. So, you should have no problems writing that article, Sakura!" Madison's amethyst's eyes twinkled, on mentioning about her boyfriend.
"Talk about who's getting someone hooked." Sakura shot back at Madison, giving a teasing smile.
The two girls laughed.
Just then, they caught sight of a girl with shiny black hair sliding smoothly through the crowd towards them. It was Meiling.
Meiling wore a striking red top, with black pants. She halted in front of them, exclaiming, "Sakura, you must tell me all about it!" Her dark orange eyes widening in anticipation.
"Yeah, sure, come on, I'll tell you on the way to class," And Sakura steered her friends to the Geography classroom.
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Syaoran held his unruly chestnut hair up by his hand, while scribbling furiously on his maths worksheet. He had a temptation to sorely remove that leather jacket.
INo Syaoran! You can't! /I
Syaoran held the temptation back with difficulty. The valentines t-shirt that Sakura gave him was already saturated with sweat inside.
"Psst, Syaoran!"
Syaoran snapped his head up, irritated.
"What, Takashi?"
"Nah, just wondering when you're gonna take off that jacket. Gosh, you look like a tomato in that."
"It's-I'm just cold that's all." Syaoran muttered with a tone of finality, before turning back to his blotchy worksheet.
"Cold.right man, Syaoran. In the mid of an afternoon. You've gone cluckoo." Takashi arched an eyebrow in doubt, giving a shrug.
ISakura Kinomoto, you are so gonna get it after this bet./I Syaoran thought resolutely, gripping his pen.
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Sakura spotted Syaoran immediately, clad in a black jacket and khaki pants. Normal attire. His locker was just a stone throw away from hers.
Sakura chuckled to herself. The pink t-shirt was nowhere to be seen. She signaled to her friends behind her to keep silent.
Sakura glided silently and sneaked up behind Syaoran.
"Boo!"
Syaoran jumped. He spun around, frowning, "Sakura!"
"HI!" Sakura reached forwards to hug Syaoran when she suddenly noticed Syaoran's jacket was buttoned up right to his neck very tightly. Weird.
"Don't EVER do that to me again." Syaoran snarled.
"I'm sorry." She looked down, shifting her gaze, her auburn hair falling over her face in the process.
Sakura looked so sad that Syaoran felt guilty for snapping at her. He had a strong urge to brush her strands of stray auburn hair away from her face.
"Look, I, didn't mean to-do" He started.
"Nevermind!" Sakura suddenly squinted up at him in her emerald green eyes, smiling.
IShe's so kawaii./I Syaoran could not help straying to that thought.
What am I thinking? Why do I even bother apologizing to her? Grr.
"Syaoran, you didn't wear our t-shirts." Sakura pouted, pointing to the one she was wearing.
"Yeah, speaking of that." Syaoran threw a furtive glance around, "Come with me."
He tugged her hand, pulling her to the toilet, attracting stares of other people.
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Madison and Meiling loitered around in the cafeteria, pending their return.
"Do you think Syaoran will really fall for Sakura?" Meiling asked casually.
"Perhaps, there's a high chance," Madison replied cheerfully, settling down at a table.
Meiling followed suit, as she sank down into the peach-coloured cushioned chair, with wooden legs, and placed her elbows on the white plastic top of the table.
"The girls have found out about it already. Sakura clinched the hottest guy in school.there's going to be trouble." Meiling flipped her black hair back.
Madison perked up. "What, do you mean?" She asked, ignoring the fight that was breaking out in the table in front of them.
"You know the leader of the catstar gang? Well, she does have a liking for Syaoran.but he never asked her out. And now that she received news that Sakura and Syaoran, there's bound to be conflict." Meiling admired her newly manicured nails.
"You mean, she's going to fight with Sakura for Syaoran?" Madison gasped. A boy had just squashed a pie into another boy's face in front of them.
"Yeah, maybe. I think she should quit what's she's doing. You think so?"
"I don't know. This plan seems to be nicely folding out. But if Sakura's going to be in trouble, then.it's really hard to say. Hey, you wanna know what's Sakura going to do next to Syaoran?" Madison and Meiling leaned forward, talking excitedly.
A bun just flew over their heads.
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Syaoran revealed what he had been hiding behind his jacket.
"There. I wore it." He tugged the collar of the shirt, cooling himself.
"Why couldn't you showed it to me in the hall?" Sakura asked. They were in the toilet. It was empty.
"Shh!" Syaoran lowered his voice, "Because.because.the toilet's a special place." He said finally. Big lie. Sakura looked at him incredulously. The paint was peeling, the sink was leaking, and there was a stench. Wow. Special place.
"Special place.I see." Sakura scrunched her face up in doubt.
"Yes. Yes." Syaoran nodded furiously. Don't let me go out there wearing this.
"You come here everyday?"
"Everyday, oh yes. Hardly anyone comes here."
I can see why, Sakura thought wanly.
She made a motion towards the door.
Syaoran exhaled slowly. Thank goodness. He had made it out of the danger zone. "You, go ahead first." He smiled. "I'll catch up later."
Syaoran took out a green army t-shirt, as Sakura left, and he changed out of the valentine t-shirt.
(a/n: I know I'm being kind to Syaoran.but you can't always let him suffer. =P)
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Takashi and Eriol caught up with Syaoran in the cafeteria. They settled down.
"Hey Syao, you just missed a big food fight." Takashi grinned, as he peeled off a yellow blob from his shirt. "Here's my prize." He dangled it in front of Eriol's face.
"I do not find that funny." Eriol shoved him on the shoulder. He turned to Syaoran. "So Syaoran, how's it going with Sakura? Want to back out?"
It was tempting. But instead he said, "In your dreams." Syaoran rolled up the sleeves of his green shirt.
"She's a great girl, huh?" Eriol took a bag of fries and gave it to Syaoran. "Saved it. Someone almost wanted to dump it on Kenyu's head." He glared at Takashi. Takashi whistled away.
Syaoran took the bag. He scoffed. "Great? I've been in torture for 5 da." Syaoran got cut off by an announcement.
The students winced as the speakers whined for a moment. "Ahem, Ahem, this is Fuu Hanasakii, your radio host for Tomoeda High. There has been a delay as there were technical difficulties. Before we start off with the program, Sakura Kinomoto is going announce her dedication to the song of the day."
Syaoran's mouth hung open. He had a bad feeling about this.
There were giggles. Then, Sakura's sweet voice came into the speakers. "Oh, my dearest Syaoran, my cutest little wolfie,"
Syaoran buried his face into his hands. How did she know what his Chinese name meant?
"I would like to dedicate this song to you. The title is: Toilet in my closet. I'm sure you know why."
Syaoran felt as if the whole world shattered. This is the end.
"Unfortunately, this is the end," Fuu's voice came into the speakers. "A dedication is only allowed for 20 Seconds on air, but I'm sure everyone got Sakura's message. Let's start the music!"
Sakura, Madison, and Meiling burst into peals of laughter in the room, barely able to control their laughter.
"Thanks Meiling, for telling me what Syaoran's name meant." She grinned. "And thanks Fuu, for letting us make that special request."
"Welcome Sakura." Meiling and Fuu smiled.
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Sakura found herself backing towards a wall, as four catstar members approached her, clad in blue denim jackets and jeans. Sakura felt oppressive.
"What.do you want?" She quivered.
"Syaoran." Motoko, the leader of the catstar leaned in front of her, sneering. She had long luscious blonde hair, a slim figure, and a toned body. She was one of the most lusted after girls in school, and yet, what did she want with Sakura?
The school was almost deserted.
"Syaoran? What do you want him for?" Sakura heart raced. She could not take all the catstar members down alone. She was outnumbered.
"For special reasons." Motoko was a year older than Sakura. She wringed Sakura's arm, twisting it.
Sakura flinched. "Sure, you can have him. After I'm done."
"I want him now." Motoko hissed, twisting Sakura's wrist even more.
"Okay, stop it!" Sakura stepped onto Motoko's foot.
Motoko yelped in pain, letting go. "Stupid girl." Motoko's ruby eyes blazed. "Try that again, and you're dead."
The other catstar members were slowly advancing.
Sakura had to think quick. If she only had a distraction.that was all she needed, and she could squirm out of this.
"You don't understand, I'm not actually going out with him.I'm just uh, experimenting on him." Sakura stalled for time.
"Experimenting?" Motoko folded her arms.
"I don't like him! I just need until prom night, that's all." Sakura stammered.
"Prom night's a bit too far, don't you think?" Motoko's tone did not sound like she was to be trifled with anymore.
Sakura had to act now. Time to think about this later.
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A/n: Hehe, So, how was it? I'm trying a new style of writing. The story is developing more drama, less humour and an introduction to what trouble Sakura is going to face later on.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!! Reviews make me very happy, so review more! ^-^
Argh. I'm running out of ideas. I guess I'll just make them fall in love sooner or later.
Review! Review! Review!
-Jane Lim
