Uhh..i don't knoe what happened..lets try this again.
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Disclaimer: *tear* Syaoran escaped through the Japanese underground railroad of run away anime man slaves. Darn..that was the third man slave a lost this year..first Mamoru, then Tamahome..now Syaoran? What's the world coming to?!
//Author: il0verice..if you wanna know my name then e-mail me *grins*
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'Oh God, last class of the day. I can do this. Oh geez, first day of college and I'm already complaining,' Tomoyo thought to herself, dragging her carcass across campus. 'It doesn't help that fact that all my classes are on the absolute opposite ends of campus,' she grumbled.
It was 1:58, and Tomoyo had exactly 7 minutes to hustle her ass up in order to not be late for class. After her second class, Tomoyo had some spare time to grab a bite to eat, so she went to a little fast food place on campus. She ordered an American hamburger with fries, and a cup of orange soda. [a/n: mMm..orange soda] Finding a seat, she wrestled with the ketchup packet, in which she successfully opened it, but without first squirting a beautiful line of red paste across her lilac top. To add to her newly aquired bit of decoration to her shirt, she also ended up with a sprinkle of orange dots on her white skirt, caused by the sudden jumping activity of her straw, which she unintentionally hit, that caused it to spew drops of soda onto her white skirt.
In short, our friend Tomoyo was having a bad day. Her newly acquire stains to her outfit didn't help much either.
Tomoyo arrived at the engineering lecture hall, fully prepared to take a little snooze in the blue cushioned seats of the auditorium. She tripped up the stairs and plunked into an empty squishy seat near the back of the hall, not seeing the person sitting two seats down. In fact, she didn't even know he was there until he leaned over and said something.
"I like your shirt," the guy complimented with a knowing smile, "it kind of matches mine," he grinned, pulling at his stained shirt front.
Tomoyo laughed at the guy leaning next to her. "Did you have a run in with an indestructible ketchup package?" she question, raising one of her eyebrows.
"Close," he chuckle, "the teriyaki sauce decided it didn't like the way I was handling it," the guys explained. "The name's Hiiragizawa Eriol. What might a beautiful woman like you be named?"
"Daidouji Tomoyo, pleased to meet you," she answered with a blush. 'Oh gosh, this guy is really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really HOT!' she thought to herself.
"Daidouji Tomoyo," Eriol repeated, "you wouldn't happen to be the friend of Sakura-san whom I talked to on the phone today, would you?"
She laughed. "That was you!? What a small world! What are the possibilities of the two of us meeting like this," Tomoyo exclaimed shaking her head in merry disbelief.
"A small world it is, indeed. Nice skirt by the way," Eriol responded, finally taking a full look at the good-looking lady beside him. 'This girl is hot!'
Little did he know, Tomoyo was thinking the same thing about him. 'If this is Sakura's friend, she was right..he IS hot!'
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[a/n: gross..there was just a tiny fly on my screen and a smashed it..yuuuuuck]
The air was thick with suspense. Neither of the two occupants dared to take breath. The two remained staring straight into one another's eyes, not breaking eye contact, not wanting to or able to break it.
Blinking back tears, straightening up her shoulders, and standing tall (which was quite a difficult task since the dorm beds were extra squishy, and could easily swallow Sakura up in a split second), she tried to look as respectable as a nineteen year old freshman who just woke up from a nap because of a huge evil spider, with hair falling out of its chopsticks and standing on a bed with pink pillows and blankets everywhere around her. Oh yes, Sakura looked extremely respectable, no doubt about it.
Syaoran on the other hand couldn't manage to pick his jaw up from the ground. 'Oh my god. Sakura. It's her, it's really her. This isn't a dream, I swear to god, this better not be a dream.' At that very moment, he felt a wave of emotions wash over him.
He remembered how much he missed her over the past years, sad at the fact that he missed out on so much that went on in her life when he left, angry at himself (and his clan) for neglecting her the way he did, happy that he finally got to see her after so long, and most of all surprised.
Two unexpected emotions also hit him. One, he was in awe at how beautiful his best friend had become, and could barely keep his eyes off of her. And two, a pang of jealously got him right where it hurt. He could only imagine all the guys that she had been with, and he hated himself for not being one of them.
Sakura, still standing on the bed, couldn't take the silence as she watched a mess of emotions flash through her childhood best friend's eyes. Without a second thought, she launched herself off her bed and jumped into his arms.
Syaoran barely had enough time to react, catching her and smothering her in huge, warm and well awaited for embrace. He looked down at the angel he held in his arms, her face buried in his shirt and her arms tightly gripping him to her. It was then did he realize she was trembling, and silent tears were rolling down her cheeks. His heart broke instantly at the sight.
"Syaoran?" she sniffled into his shirt.
"Hai?"
"Is it really you?" she asked, raising her eyes up to meet his. Through her own teary eyes, she was surprised and slightly taken aback at the intensity she saw in his chocolate eyes.
"Hai Sakura, it's me," he said, gazing down into her teary jade eyes.
"You're not going to leave me again, are you?" Sakura whispered softly, clutching at his shirt. Syaoran stiffened at the question, tightening his hold on her. She looked so fragile and lost.
"I will never leave you, Sakura, never again. I promise you," he said softly, his voice thick with emotion and sincerity.
With that, Sakura crumbled and broke out into tears. Tears she told herself years ago she would never shed again. And all Syaoran could do was hold the sobbing girl, and try to hush her tears. [a/n: can you hush tears? ..ahah..i killd the moments..sorry]
"I missed you," Syaoran mumbled into her silky hair, pulling out her falling chopsticks, not being able to resist the urge of running his fingers through them.
They to stood in their embrace for what felt like hours to them, neither of them really minding. During this moment, Sakura had time to calm herself and think about everything that had to with Syaoran. She felt extremely blessed to have him back in her life, and she kept thinking how great it was to have him back.
'Wait a second,' she though to herself, 'this isn't right.' She dried her eyes and pulled away from his embrace, staring openly at Syaoran.
Syaoran began to squirm after a while, being watched intently by Sakura. He didn't know what was running through her mind, her beautiful eyes just stared at him, with a look he couldn't quite understand. Was she happy? Sad? Angry? Bitter? Excited?
Suddenly, he felt himself being shoved backwards by the shoulders. He was so shocked at the sudden action, he barely managed to keep himself up and standing. 'What.?' he thought. He looked down at Sakura, clearly confused at her sudden change in emotions.
Syaoran gulped. Oh boy, was he in for it.
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[Back in Tomoeda]
"Touya-san! How have you been bro?!"
Touya's eyes widened, and then narrowed at the new comer.
"What the hell are you doing back here? I thought I got rid of you a couple months back."
"Oh, you're such a laugh Touya-san! "
Touya cracked a grin at his cousin Kian. The two were inseparable as youngsters, always getting into trouble. Kian was his dad's [Fijitaka] brother's son, and the once lived next door to each other in Tomoeda, until the family moved out to Osaka.
"Long time no see cousin! How's the family? Where's you're daughter?"
"It's only been 3 months Touya, remember?" Kian laughed," and my family is doing wonderful. Little Mai-chan is still in the car. She fell asleep on the way here."
"Hi Touya-san!" Yoko Kinomoto greeted her brother-in-law.
"Konnichiwa Yoko-san! Whoa! Getting a little big there, aren't we?" Touya laughed, making the young couple blush.
"Ehehehe..yep. Yoko's expecting!...if you haven't already noticed," Kian said, pointing at her growing stomach. Just then, a cry interrupted the three. Kian rushed towards the car, towards a crying 2 year old Mai.
"Aww..Mai-chan! Do you remember your uncle Touya?" Touya asked the child as she approached, latched around her dad's neck. The kid looked up at Touya with her innocent brown eyes and chubby cheeks, her dark chocollate hair up in two adorable buns at the side of her head. She squealed in delight and reached over to fasten herself around Touya's neck, her favorite uncle. The adults laughed at the sweet little toddler.
"So Kian, what brings you to my neck of the woods?" Touya asked, flinching as Mai pulled at his dark hair.
"Well, we decided to drop by for a visit, since Yoko's pregnant. We're not going to travel much until the baby is born, yenno?"
"Ahh, I see. So how far along are you?"
"7 months!" the two replied happily.
"Seven months!!? But you guys were just here barely four months ago! How come you didn't tell me!?" Touya asked, feigning hurt.
"Uhm..surprise?" Kian laughed, "sorry about that Touya. I guess we didn't want the whole world to know about it just yet."
"Cool. So how long you staying?" Mai was now pulling at his eyelids and cheeks.
"One week at the max. You don't mind do you?"
"Of course not. The house is kinda boring now that Sakura is off."
[I know that part was kinda random, but you'll see what I have planned for later! ;') ]
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"HOW COME YOU NEVER CALLED?!?!?!?!?!?" Sakura hollered out at the top of her lungs.
Syaoran winced. Yep, her vocals had definitely grown along with her body; she definitely got louder than when they were young.
"I WAITED MONTH AFTER MONTH AFTER FUCKING MONTH FOR YOU TO AT LEAST WRITE OR E-MAIL, OR CALL, SEND A DAMN MESSAGE, OR A SHITTY POSTCARD, OR JUST COME AND FUCKING VISIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DID YOU THINK NONE OF GAVE A SHINING SHIT ABOUT YOU?!?!?! GAH! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU!!!!"
'She knows how to cuss,' Syaoran thought. 'Hehehe, never think I'd see the day when little Sakura would loose her head.'
"WHAT IN THE /iHELL/i ARE YOU SMILING ABOUT?!" Sakura screeched, ready to knock some sense into her so called 'best friend'. How in the world could he think that he could just show up one day in her life without so much as a postcard or e-mail?!
Sakura began to inch closer towards Syaoran, her hands set as if she were ready to strangle the living daylights out of him. He began to back up, a nervous chuckle escaping from his lips.
"Now Sakura, let me explain.." he began uncertainly. Why in the world did she keep advancing forward? Syaoran was really starting to panic. He then realized her nicely done French manicured nails. He figured that if it was just as bad as his sisters' nails when he was younger, he better look out. Those things HURT.
Sakura was still making her way to Syaoran, with fire in her emerald eyes. He gulped, and was fully prepared to make a dash for the door when she suddenly pounced on him, sending him flying back onto Tomoyo's bed.
'This is /i beyond /i weird,' Syaoran thought, 'but hey, I'm not gunna complain.that is, unless Sakura actually does manage to kill me.'
Sakura had currently pinned Syaoran down straddling him on Tomoyo's bed, strangling the breath out of him. When she figured that strangling wasn't doing any good, she resorted in pounding her fist on his chest. Correction, pounding her fist on his ROCK HARD chest. Getting fed up with what little damage she was causing him, and seeing the growing smirk on Syaoran's handsome face, she dug her nails into his arms, and then punched his stomach with the other hand. Syaoran emitted what sounded like a squeak/groan/gag.
Sakura was fully prepared to go off on him again for not contacting her all these years, when they heard a gasp from the doorway.
"Tomoyo?!" she yelped, seeing her wide- eyed roommate standing in the doorway. Sakura tried to jump up off of Syaoran, at the same that Syaoran tried getting up. Her foot got caught in the blanket and she tumbled onto the ground with a loud "HOE", Syaoran following not far behind her.
Eriol came bounding in, after hearing two loud thumps coming from the next room where Tomoyo said she would be. He nearly mowed over Tomoyo, who was still planted in the doorway.
Seeing his roommate and his new friend in a tangle of limbs, he said the first thing that popped into his head.
"Holy shit!! Syaoran?!?! What have you done to Sakura?!!?"
The two blushed like tomatoes, causing Tomoyo to giggle.
"Eriol, that wasn't very nice," Tomoyo reprimanded, hitting him at the back of the head. "They can have hokey pokey fun if they want to! They are grown and mature adults!"
Saying that, Eriol and Tomoyo burst into peals of laughter, while Sakura and Syaoran got redder and redder, both planning a slow and painful death for their evil roommates.
An hour or two later, the four friends where sitting around the room, filling in Tomoyo and Eriol about their friendship when they were young. Sakura was on the ground, leaning against her bed, and Syaoran sat across from her, leaning against Tomoyo's bed. Eriol was sitting at the desk, and Tomoyo was across from Eriol, lying on her stomach on the floor near the door. Syaoran got a chance to explain to Sakura why he never contacted her after all these years. He had to say the simplified version and leave out all the parts that had to do with magic, since Tomoyo was the only one in the room the lacked it.
Tomoyo had hearts in her eyes when he was through with his story. She was convinced their lives should be made into a movie, and she would direct it. Sakura and Syaoran sweatdropped.
"Well, that's that, Sakura. I hope you forgive me," Syaoran said standing up, pulling Sakura up with him. He put on the most adorable puppy dog eyes in the world.
Sakura got up with him and gave Syaoran a hug. She had to stand on her tippy toes just to get her arms around his neck. "You're forgiven," she mumbled in this shoulder, "but you better not to do that again," she warned.
His arms wrapped around her small waist as he promised never to leave her like that. The two stayed in their embrace, completely forgetting the other two in the room, until they heard Tomoyo squeal, "KAWAII!"
The two looked over at Tomoyo, and sweatdropped, seeing her with her camera, filming the two.
Forty minutes later, the group of four decided to go out to eat dinner together. Sakura and Tomoyo changed into something more casual, actually it just ended up with Tomoyo changing her clothes (since it was all messed up ;') and Sakura fixing her hair again.
Tomoyo and Sakura were craving for some good old Chinese food. They walked off campus into the busy Tokyo night life, off to find some food.
[a/n:..should I end it here?..hmMm..noo that's okae]
"Oh yeah! Sak! You will never believe who's in my calculus class!!" Tomoyo laughed, remembering the day's earlier events.
"Me! Me! I'm in Tomoyo's calculus!" Syaoran butted in, sounding very pleased with himself.
Tomoyo stared blankly at Syaoran, and then realized that he was, indeed, in her calculus. "Oh," she laughed again, "I'm not talking about you!"
Syaoran looked crushed when she said that, and Sakura couldn't help but giggle at his expression.
"Who is, Tomoyo?" she inquired after playfully patting Syaoran's head (which she had to tip toe to do, once again).
"PHO XUAN!!" Tomoyo burst out, startling Eriol and Syaoran, but not Sakura.
"Nuuh uuuh!" Sakura said in disbelief.
"You better believe it, my friend!"
Sakura grabbed her arm and dragged Tomoyo a couple of feet ahead from the guys, leaving them to eat their dust. The two began chatting extremely fast and energetically. Syaoran and Eriol sweatdropped, feeling left out of the women's chatter.
After a moment of feeling sorry for themselves, the guys shrugged and started their own conversation, trying to keep pace with the girls' fast paced walking. A shrill shrieked interrupted the two.
"What the hell is your problem?!?!" a dangerously high voice demanded of Sakura and Tomoyo.
"Speak of the devil," Tomoyo mumbled under her breath.
Xuan and 5 of her friends were facing Sakura and Tomoyo, with an extremely bitchy expression on her face. Xuan didn't notice Syaoran and Eriol, who were standing a couple of feet behind the two.
"What did you say, slut?" Xuan asked Tomoyo.
"You have no right calling my friend a slut, look at you. At least she has fuckn clothes on," Sakura interjected for Tomoyo, earning a smile from her roommate.
"Who the hell do you think you are, smart ass?" one of the girls asked from behind Xuan.
"I am Kinomoto Sakura."
"And I'm Daidouji Tomoyo."
"And who the hell are you?" Sakura asked the group.
"As I already stated during out last meeting, I'm Pho Xuan," Xuan said, sticking out her chest, "and I am the leader of the infamous group, Envied Originals."
Sakura stifled a giggled, clamping her hand over her mouth. 'How much cornier could she name her little gang?' she thought. Tomoyo shot her a worried glance.
"Is that so? Do you call yourself EO's for short, then?" Sakura inquired, looking sincerely interested in what Xuan had to say.
"Yeah, we do actually. What's it to you, bitch?" Xuan said, addressing Sakura.
Behind Sakura and Tomoyo, stood Syaoran, whose blood was boiling by the second.
"Eriol, she just called Sakura a bitch!" Syaoran exclaimed, cracking his knuckles.
"Syaoran, calm down, I think Sakura is capable of handling this by herself," Eriol said, not wanting to end up holding Syaoran back over that little thing.
". and your friend Tomoyo's just as big a bitch as you are," Xuan finished. Eriol happened to catch only that last part of what Xuan was saying, and he felt anger build up inside him.
"Syaoran, she just called Tomoyo a bitch!" Eriol exclaimed in anger.
"Calm down. Eriol, I think Tomoyo is capable of handling this by herself," Syaoran mimicked, snorting at Eriol.
Before they knew it, the guys were being dragged of by an angry pair of Sakura and Tomoyo. The two girls yanked their guy friends by the arms and stomped their way around Xuan and company. They ignored Xuan, who kept on talking, despite the fact that they were already many feet away from her.
Sakura couldn't take it anymore. "SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY!" she roared at the top of her lungs, stopping and silencing the pedestrians of downtown Tokyo. After that little outburst, she began her tirade, once again, away from Xuan, not noticing the timid pedestrians parting for her, like the Red Sea. 'I just want some damn Chinese food!'
"PMS?" Tomoyo whispered into her friend's ear, after catching up with her.
"I need a fucking Midol," Sakura answered, rubber her temples. Tomoyo just laughed and gave her friend a hug.
"Don't we all?"
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Yup, that's about it for now. I'm really tired *snore*snore*snore*, and I have school tomorrow. gRr. Review? Please? Make a girl extremely happy!
. . . . . Review! Please please please? I'll update quicker if you do! ;')
-oh yeah..i don't know if I'll be updating as fast as before [if you can even call it fast] cuz my grades jess en kaboOm. Haha..
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il0verice + reviewers = one very happy girl *smyLes*
haha..you guys are the greatest! *sniffle* it brings tears to my eyes. Ooh, and guess wut? I also got myself an editor. *sticks out tongue* NYAA! Yer jealous. Hopefully she'll stick with me. o.O
Disclaimer: *tear* Syaoran escaped through the Japanese underground railroad of run away anime man slaves. Darn..that was the third man slave a lost this year..first Mamoru, then Tamahome..now Syaoran? What's the world coming to?!
//Author: il0verice..if you wanna know my name then e-mail me *grins*
||Editor: hey minna-san! I'm known as da editor (u know, da person hu checks and corrects ne errors she finds?) and aka Mei Yen (and in my spare time I like to enjoy annoyin da author. Muahahah!). now wat r u still doin reading bout me? Read da story! (and review plz! Make il0verice happy! =) ENJOY! ^-^;;
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'Oh God, last class of the day. I can do this. Oh geez, first day of college and I'm already complaining,' Tomoyo thought to herself, dragging her carcass across campus. 'It doesn't help that fact that all my classes are on the absolute opposite ends of campus,' she grumbled.
It was 1:58, and Tomoyo had exactly 7 minutes to hustle her ass up in order to not be late for class. After her second class, Tomoyo had some spare time to grab a bite to eat, so she went to a little fast food place on campus. She ordered an American hamburger with fries, and a cup of orange soda. [a/n: mMm..orange soda] Finding a seat, she wrestled with the ketchup packet, in which she successfully opened it, but without first squirting a beautiful line of red paste across her lilac top. To add to her newly aquired bit of decoration to her shirt, she also ended up with a sprinkle of orange dots on her white skirt, caused by the sudden jumping activity of her straw, which she unintentionally hit, that caused it to spew drops of soda onto her white skirt.
In short, our friend Tomoyo was having a bad day. Her newly acquire stains to her outfit didn't help much either.
Tomoyo arrived at the engineering lecture hall, fully prepared to take a little snooze in the blue cushioned seats of the auditorium. She tripped up the stairs and plunked into an empty squishy seat near the back of the hall, not seeing the person sitting two seats down. In fact, she didn't even know he was there until he leaned over and said something.
"I like your shirt," the guy complimented with a knowing smile, "it kind of matches mine," he grinned, pulling at his stained shirt front.
Tomoyo laughed at the guy leaning next to her. "Did you have a run in with an indestructible ketchup package?" she question, raising one of her eyebrows.
"Close," he chuckle, "the teriyaki sauce decided it didn't like the way I was handling it," the guys explained. "The name's Hiiragizawa Eriol. What might a beautiful woman like you be named?"
"Daidouji Tomoyo, pleased to meet you," she answered with a blush. 'Oh gosh, this guy is really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really HOT!' she thought to herself.
"Daidouji Tomoyo," Eriol repeated, "you wouldn't happen to be the friend of Sakura-san whom I talked to on the phone today, would you?"
She laughed. "That was you!? What a small world! What are the possibilities of the two of us meeting like this," Tomoyo exclaimed shaking her head in merry disbelief.
"A small world it is, indeed. Nice skirt by the way," Eriol responded, finally taking a full look at the good-looking lady beside him. 'This girl is hot!'
Little did he know, Tomoyo was thinking the same thing about him. 'If this is Sakura's friend, she was right..he IS hot!'
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[a/n: gross..there was just a tiny fly on my screen and a smashed it..yuuuuuck]
The air was thick with suspense. Neither of the two occupants dared to take breath. The two remained staring straight into one another's eyes, not breaking eye contact, not wanting to or able to break it.
Blinking back tears, straightening up her shoulders, and standing tall (which was quite a difficult task since the dorm beds were extra squishy, and could easily swallow Sakura up in a split second), she tried to look as respectable as a nineteen year old freshman who just woke up from a nap because of a huge evil spider, with hair falling out of its chopsticks and standing on a bed with pink pillows and blankets everywhere around her. Oh yes, Sakura looked extremely respectable, no doubt about it.
Syaoran on the other hand couldn't manage to pick his jaw up from the ground. 'Oh my god. Sakura. It's her, it's really her. This isn't a dream, I swear to god, this better not be a dream.' At that very moment, he felt a wave of emotions wash over him.
He remembered how much he missed her over the past years, sad at the fact that he missed out on so much that went on in her life when he left, angry at himself (and his clan) for neglecting her the way he did, happy that he finally got to see her after so long, and most of all surprised.
Two unexpected emotions also hit him. One, he was in awe at how beautiful his best friend had become, and could barely keep his eyes off of her. And two, a pang of jealously got him right where it hurt. He could only imagine all the guys that she had been with, and he hated himself for not being one of them.
Sakura, still standing on the bed, couldn't take the silence as she watched a mess of emotions flash through her childhood best friend's eyes. Without a second thought, she launched herself off her bed and jumped into his arms.
Syaoran barely had enough time to react, catching her and smothering her in huge, warm and well awaited for embrace. He looked down at the angel he held in his arms, her face buried in his shirt and her arms tightly gripping him to her. It was then did he realize she was trembling, and silent tears were rolling down her cheeks. His heart broke instantly at the sight.
"Syaoran?" she sniffled into his shirt.
"Hai?"
"Is it really you?" she asked, raising her eyes up to meet his. Through her own teary eyes, she was surprised and slightly taken aback at the intensity she saw in his chocolate eyes.
"Hai Sakura, it's me," he said, gazing down into her teary jade eyes.
"You're not going to leave me again, are you?" Sakura whispered softly, clutching at his shirt. Syaoran stiffened at the question, tightening his hold on her. She looked so fragile and lost.
"I will never leave you, Sakura, never again. I promise you," he said softly, his voice thick with emotion and sincerity.
With that, Sakura crumbled and broke out into tears. Tears she told herself years ago she would never shed again. And all Syaoran could do was hold the sobbing girl, and try to hush her tears. [a/n: can you hush tears? ..ahah..i killd the moments..sorry]
"I missed you," Syaoran mumbled into her silky hair, pulling out her falling chopsticks, not being able to resist the urge of running his fingers through them.
They to stood in their embrace for what felt like hours to them, neither of them really minding. During this moment, Sakura had time to calm herself and think about everything that had to with Syaoran. She felt extremely blessed to have him back in her life, and she kept thinking how great it was to have him back.
'Wait a second,' she though to herself, 'this isn't right.' She dried her eyes and pulled away from his embrace, staring openly at Syaoran.
Syaoran began to squirm after a while, being watched intently by Sakura. He didn't know what was running through her mind, her beautiful eyes just stared at him, with a look he couldn't quite understand. Was she happy? Sad? Angry? Bitter? Excited?
Suddenly, he felt himself being shoved backwards by the shoulders. He was so shocked at the sudden action, he barely managed to keep himself up and standing. 'What.?' he thought. He looked down at Sakura, clearly confused at her sudden change in emotions.
Syaoran gulped. Oh boy, was he in for it.
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[Back in Tomoeda]
"Touya-san! How have you been bro?!"
Touya's eyes widened, and then narrowed at the new comer.
"What the hell are you doing back here? I thought I got rid of you a couple months back."
"Oh, you're such a laugh Touya-san! "
Touya cracked a grin at his cousin Kian. The two were inseparable as youngsters, always getting into trouble. Kian was his dad's [Fijitaka] brother's son, and the once lived next door to each other in Tomoeda, until the family moved out to Osaka.
"Long time no see cousin! How's the family? Where's you're daughter?"
"It's only been 3 months Touya, remember?" Kian laughed," and my family is doing wonderful. Little Mai-chan is still in the car. She fell asleep on the way here."
"Hi Touya-san!" Yoko Kinomoto greeted her brother-in-law.
"Konnichiwa Yoko-san! Whoa! Getting a little big there, aren't we?" Touya laughed, making the young couple blush.
"Ehehehe..yep. Yoko's expecting!...if you haven't already noticed," Kian said, pointing at her growing stomach. Just then, a cry interrupted the three. Kian rushed towards the car, towards a crying 2 year old Mai.
"Aww..Mai-chan! Do you remember your uncle Touya?" Touya asked the child as she approached, latched around her dad's neck. The kid looked up at Touya with her innocent brown eyes and chubby cheeks, her dark chocollate hair up in two adorable buns at the side of her head. She squealed in delight and reached over to fasten herself around Touya's neck, her favorite uncle. The adults laughed at the sweet little toddler.
"So Kian, what brings you to my neck of the woods?" Touya asked, flinching as Mai pulled at his dark hair.
"Well, we decided to drop by for a visit, since Yoko's pregnant. We're not going to travel much until the baby is born, yenno?"
"Ahh, I see. So how far along are you?"
"7 months!" the two replied happily.
"Seven months!!? But you guys were just here barely four months ago! How come you didn't tell me!?" Touya asked, feigning hurt.
"Uhm..surprise?" Kian laughed, "sorry about that Touya. I guess we didn't want the whole world to know about it just yet."
"Cool. So how long you staying?" Mai was now pulling at his eyelids and cheeks.
"One week at the max. You don't mind do you?"
"Of course not. The house is kinda boring now that Sakura is off."
[I know that part was kinda random, but you'll see what I have planned for later! ;') ]
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"HOW COME YOU NEVER CALLED?!?!?!?!?!?" Sakura hollered out at the top of her lungs.
Syaoran winced. Yep, her vocals had definitely grown along with her body; she definitely got louder than when they were young.
"I WAITED MONTH AFTER MONTH AFTER FUCKING MONTH FOR YOU TO AT LEAST WRITE OR E-MAIL, OR CALL, SEND A DAMN MESSAGE, OR A SHITTY POSTCARD, OR JUST COME AND FUCKING VISIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DID YOU THINK NONE OF GAVE A SHINING SHIT ABOUT YOU?!?!?! GAH! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU!!!!"
'She knows how to cuss,' Syaoran thought. 'Hehehe, never think I'd see the day when little Sakura would loose her head.'
"WHAT IN THE /iHELL/i ARE YOU SMILING ABOUT?!" Sakura screeched, ready to knock some sense into her so called 'best friend'. How in the world could he think that he could just show up one day in her life without so much as a postcard or e-mail?!
Sakura began to inch closer towards Syaoran, her hands set as if she were ready to strangle the living daylights out of him. He began to back up, a nervous chuckle escaping from his lips.
"Now Sakura, let me explain.." he began uncertainly. Why in the world did she keep advancing forward? Syaoran was really starting to panic. He then realized her nicely done French manicured nails. He figured that if it was just as bad as his sisters' nails when he was younger, he better look out. Those things HURT.
Sakura was still making her way to Syaoran, with fire in her emerald eyes. He gulped, and was fully prepared to make a dash for the door when she suddenly pounced on him, sending him flying back onto Tomoyo's bed.
'This is /i beyond /i weird,' Syaoran thought, 'but hey, I'm not gunna complain.that is, unless Sakura actually does manage to kill me.'
Sakura had currently pinned Syaoran down straddling him on Tomoyo's bed, strangling the breath out of him. When she figured that strangling wasn't doing any good, she resorted in pounding her fist on his chest. Correction, pounding her fist on his ROCK HARD chest. Getting fed up with what little damage she was causing him, and seeing the growing smirk on Syaoran's handsome face, she dug her nails into his arms, and then punched his stomach with the other hand. Syaoran emitted what sounded like a squeak/groan/gag.
Sakura was fully prepared to go off on him again for not contacting her all these years, when they heard a gasp from the doorway.
"Tomoyo?!" she yelped, seeing her wide- eyed roommate standing in the doorway. Sakura tried to jump up off of Syaoran, at the same that Syaoran tried getting up. Her foot got caught in the blanket and she tumbled onto the ground with a loud "HOE", Syaoran following not far behind her.
Eriol came bounding in, after hearing two loud thumps coming from the next room where Tomoyo said she would be. He nearly mowed over Tomoyo, who was still planted in the doorway.
Seeing his roommate and his new friend in a tangle of limbs, he said the first thing that popped into his head.
"Holy shit!! Syaoran?!?! What have you done to Sakura?!!?"
The two blushed like tomatoes, causing Tomoyo to giggle.
"Eriol, that wasn't very nice," Tomoyo reprimanded, hitting him at the back of the head. "They can have hokey pokey fun if they want to! They are grown and mature adults!"
Saying that, Eriol and Tomoyo burst into peals of laughter, while Sakura and Syaoran got redder and redder, both planning a slow and painful death for their evil roommates.
An hour or two later, the four friends where sitting around the room, filling in Tomoyo and Eriol about their friendship when they were young. Sakura was on the ground, leaning against her bed, and Syaoran sat across from her, leaning against Tomoyo's bed. Eriol was sitting at the desk, and Tomoyo was across from Eriol, lying on her stomach on the floor near the door. Syaoran got a chance to explain to Sakura why he never contacted her after all these years. He had to say the simplified version and leave out all the parts that had to do with magic, since Tomoyo was the only one in the room the lacked it.
Tomoyo had hearts in her eyes when he was through with his story. She was convinced their lives should be made into a movie, and she would direct it. Sakura and Syaoran sweatdropped.
"Well, that's that, Sakura. I hope you forgive me," Syaoran said standing up, pulling Sakura up with him. He put on the most adorable puppy dog eyes in the world.
Sakura got up with him and gave Syaoran a hug. She had to stand on her tippy toes just to get her arms around his neck. "You're forgiven," she mumbled in this shoulder, "but you better not to do that again," she warned.
His arms wrapped around her small waist as he promised never to leave her like that. The two stayed in their embrace, completely forgetting the other two in the room, until they heard Tomoyo squeal, "KAWAII!"
The two looked over at Tomoyo, and sweatdropped, seeing her with her camera, filming the two.
Forty minutes later, the group of four decided to go out to eat dinner together. Sakura and Tomoyo changed into something more casual, actually it just ended up with Tomoyo changing her clothes (since it was all messed up ;') and Sakura fixing her hair again.
Tomoyo and Sakura were craving for some good old Chinese food. They walked off campus into the busy Tokyo night life, off to find some food.
[a/n:..should I end it here?..hmMm..noo that's okae]
"Oh yeah! Sak! You will never believe who's in my calculus class!!" Tomoyo laughed, remembering the day's earlier events.
"Me! Me! I'm in Tomoyo's calculus!" Syaoran butted in, sounding very pleased with himself.
Tomoyo stared blankly at Syaoran, and then realized that he was, indeed, in her calculus. "Oh," she laughed again, "I'm not talking about you!"
Syaoran looked crushed when she said that, and Sakura couldn't help but giggle at his expression.
"Who is, Tomoyo?" she inquired after playfully patting Syaoran's head (which she had to tip toe to do, once again).
"PHO XUAN!!" Tomoyo burst out, startling Eriol and Syaoran, but not Sakura.
"Nuuh uuuh!" Sakura said in disbelief.
"You better believe it, my friend!"
Sakura grabbed her arm and dragged Tomoyo a couple of feet ahead from the guys, leaving them to eat their dust. The two began chatting extremely fast and energetically. Syaoran and Eriol sweatdropped, feeling left out of the women's chatter.
After a moment of feeling sorry for themselves, the guys shrugged and started their own conversation, trying to keep pace with the girls' fast paced walking. A shrill shrieked interrupted the two.
"What the hell is your problem?!?!" a dangerously high voice demanded of Sakura and Tomoyo.
"Speak of the devil," Tomoyo mumbled under her breath.
Xuan and 5 of her friends were facing Sakura and Tomoyo, with an extremely bitchy expression on her face. Xuan didn't notice Syaoran and Eriol, who were standing a couple of feet behind the two.
"What did you say, slut?" Xuan asked Tomoyo.
"You have no right calling my friend a slut, look at you. At least she has fuckn clothes on," Sakura interjected for Tomoyo, earning a smile from her roommate.
"Who the hell do you think you are, smart ass?" one of the girls asked from behind Xuan.
"I am Kinomoto Sakura."
"And I'm Daidouji Tomoyo."
"And who the hell are you?" Sakura asked the group.
"As I already stated during out last meeting, I'm Pho Xuan," Xuan said, sticking out her chest, "and I am the leader of the infamous group, Envied Originals."
Sakura stifled a giggled, clamping her hand over her mouth. 'How much cornier could she name her little gang?' she thought. Tomoyo shot her a worried glance.
"Is that so? Do you call yourself EO's for short, then?" Sakura inquired, looking sincerely interested in what Xuan had to say.
"Yeah, we do actually. What's it to you, bitch?" Xuan said, addressing Sakura.
Behind Sakura and Tomoyo, stood Syaoran, whose blood was boiling by the second.
"Eriol, she just called Sakura a bitch!" Syaoran exclaimed, cracking his knuckles.
"Syaoran, calm down, I think Sakura is capable of handling this by herself," Eriol said, not wanting to end up holding Syaoran back over that little thing.
". and your friend Tomoyo's just as big a bitch as you are," Xuan finished. Eriol happened to catch only that last part of what Xuan was saying, and he felt anger build up inside him.
"Syaoran, she just called Tomoyo a bitch!" Eriol exclaimed in anger.
"Calm down. Eriol, I think Tomoyo is capable of handling this by herself," Syaoran mimicked, snorting at Eriol.
Before they knew it, the guys were being dragged of by an angry pair of Sakura and Tomoyo. The two girls yanked their guy friends by the arms and stomped their way around Xuan and company. They ignored Xuan, who kept on talking, despite the fact that they were already many feet away from her.
Sakura couldn't take it anymore. "SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY!" she roared at the top of her lungs, stopping and silencing the pedestrians of downtown Tokyo. After that little outburst, she began her tirade, once again, away from Xuan, not noticing the timid pedestrians parting for her, like the Red Sea. 'I just want some damn Chinese food!'
"PMS?" Tomoyo whispered into her friend's ear, after catching up with her.
"I need a fucking Midol," Sakura answered, rubber her temples. Tomoyo just laughed and gave her friend a hug.
"Don't we all?"
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Yup, that's about it for now. I'm really tired *snore*snore*snore*, and I have school tomorrow. gRr. Review? Please? Make a girl extremely happy!
. . . . . Review! Please please please? I'll update quicker if you do! ;')
-oh yeah..i don't know if I'll be updating as fast as before [if you can even call it fast] cuz my grades jess en kaboOm. Haha..
