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KanbiAme: Hello my friends. Well, I keep getting ideas for this story, so I guess I'll write continuously until I run out of ideas.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.
Warning...Very bad language. No content is meant in any way to offend anyone. The rating on this may go back up eventually if it goes the way it might. Please do not flame me for the rating. If I get too many complaints I'll move it back up. But rightfully, I don't think it's R.
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For the rest of orientation week, Sakura tended to keep to herself. She went out a few times with Tomoyo and Chiharu to shop or to eat, but when it came to parties, she preferred not to go. Instead she spent her time in the basement of their dorm where a medium sized stage and a couple dozen seats were located. It was a small rehearsal area for the students, yet no one seemed to go down there. She never brought up the house lights when she sat there. She sat there alone, in the dark. Little did she know, that she wasn't really alone. From the back door, against the wall, if you looked closely you'd see a pair of amber eyes. You could see emotions in them. Every day when they went down there, the eyes were wondering.
Soon, the first day of classes began. Sakura had already compared her schedule to Tomoyo's and Chiharu's. She had History with both of her roommates, along with Biology. She had French with Chiharu, and Select Ensemble with Tomoyo. Her acting classes however, she was alone in.
Her first class being Advanced Acting 1, she headed towards the Arts building alone. She took a seat in the middle of the room. As unfamiliar faces entered the room, all the seats filled in except for the one directly to her left. She sighed Maybe I was wrong in coming here She thought.
"Can I sit here?" a familiar voice asked above her. She looked up to see Syaoran pointing to the desk next to her.
"Go ahead. Nobody else is." She said softly.
"Thank you." He sat down as the professor came in.
"Welcome to Advanced Acting 1, I am Mr. Smith, but you all can call me Dave." The man was somewhere in his early to mid thirties, a new teacher at best. "Let's start this class off with a little improv. Now let's see." He looked down at his class roster. "How about Ms. Kinomoto and Mr. Li. Both of your auditions were excellent. Let's see how you work together."
Sakura and Syaoran stood up and made their way to the front of the room. A small stage was located at the front of the class. Both stood there, and waited for their objective.
"Let's see," Dave started out, "Ms. Kinomoto, you are a greedy, snobby rich person, who has just had your purse stolen, and Mr. Li, you are a penniless street performer who tries to help. You may start anytime."
They performed the scene well, Sakura catching everyone's attention. Even Syaoran's. After class Dave stopped Sakura and Syaoran.
"You two did well today, I was wondering if you're going to audition for our fall production?"
"I will." Syaoran replied.
"I'll think about it." Sakura said softly, then turned and left the room.
"She's a great actress," Dave said.
"Yea, it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for." Syaoran finished, before he too left. Trying to catch up to Sakura. Once she was in view he called to her. "Hey Sakura! Wait up." She turned around and only slowed down a little. He finally caught up. "Hey, you were great today."
"Thank you." She whispered.
"Why are you so quiet? So shy?"
"Just the way I've always been. It's a long story."
"Well how about you tell me over lunch. My treat." Sakura smiled at him. "So, what's your next class?"
"Select Ensemble."
"Me too! I wonder what other classes we have together." They both walked towards the choir rooms.
-lunch-
Sakura hadn't shown at the meeting place they had agreed on. Syaoran was worried, he hadn't seen her since their 2nd class, then he went to his history class while she went to hers. He stood in the court yard waiting for over half an hour. He knew she had no afternoon classes, so headed over to the dorm to find her.
He stopped outside her door. He knocked twice. No reply. He knocked again when there was a voice behind him. "No one's in."
He quickly turned around. "Chiharu, have you seen Sakura? She was supposed to meet me but didn't show."
Chiharu came to her door to unlock it. "Can't say that I have, I haven't seen her since History."
"Oh," Syaoran looked down at the floor sadly.
"If I see her I'll tell her you were looking for her."
Syaoran looked up at his friend and smiled slightly. "Thank you."
"Anytime." Chiharu watched as Syaoran walked to his door, opened it, and disappeared into his room. She sighed. Why did I just lie to him? Better question, why did she ask me to lie to him? Gosh these shy people. They just can't admit when they like someone. with these thoughts and more she entered her room to drop off her bag, then she was meeting Sakura and Tomoyo in a café down the street.
-Later that night-
"Oh Eriol!" Several voices rang down the hall. Suddenly there was a mad chase after the blue haired beau. There was a dog pile in the common room as Tomoyo, Chiharu, Syaoran, Takashi, and several other floor members landed on top of him.
"No, NO, Stop!" Eriol laughed. The group of young adults attacked their friend, stripping him down to his boxers and socks.
Sakura watched the fiasco from her room, safely behind her laptop. She heard Syaoran's voice and was suddenly sent on a guilt trip.
"Oh! Eriol! I love the little hearts!" Syaoran joked referring to his friends boxers. "I prefer Scooby Doo personally." Everyone around them laughed as they opened the elevator doors and handcuffed Eriol to the railing, and pressed every button. Syaoran blew him kisses as the door closed and the elevator went on it's trip.
Quickly the group dissipated and took up Eriol's clothing. They got out a few closet poles and opened the windows. With a little maneuvering they safely put Eriol's clothing on a jutting gray stone from the building. Everyone laughed as they headed back to their rooms. Not wanting to get caught by the house monitors.
Syaoran had noticed that Sakura didn't join their fun, so he stopped out side her room. He looked in, low-and-behold, there she was. He knocked on the door. "This supposed to be more fun than handcuffing Eriol in the elevator?" he asked leaning against the door.
Sakura quickly stood up and shoved her laptop into her bag. "I have to go." She said as she brushed past him and nearly ran down the hall. She skipped the elevator and quickly descended the stairs.
Tomoyo stopped by her friend's side. "You like Sakura?"
Syaoran answered quickly, almost too quickly with, "No!" Tomoyo looked at him. "She's so shy. So alone. I want to try and get her out of that shell of hers. But she wont let me get close."
"She won't let anyone. I think there's more to that girl than we understand. There's a reason why she's always running off to who-knows- where like that."
"I know where she goes." Tomoyo looked at him with a strange expression. "I've followed her. She goes down to the basement, to the rehearsal theatre. She sits there, alone in the dark. Sometimes for hours at a time. She doesn't move. She just, well, sits. Doesn't say a thing. I'm worried about her."
Tomoyo smiled. "Don't tell me you're worried about her. Tell her."
Syaoran smiled, suddenly they heard the ding of the elevator as the house monitors stepped off with Eriol with them. "Uh oh! Run!" he and Tomoyo quickly ducked into their rooms and locked the doors.
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KanbiAme: So? R+R please! I'll be updating quickly..I've got so much for this story! Hopefully this'll get me outta my writers block and I'll be back with some more for 'Senior Year'. Well if ya get the chance read that too. Although personally I think this one's better. But that's just me.
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KanbiAme: Hello my friends. Well, I keep getting ideas for this story, so I guess I'll write continuously until I run out of ideas.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.
Warning...Very bad language. No content is meant in any way to offend anyone. The rating on this may go back up eventually if it goes the way it might. Please do not flame me for the rating. If I get too many complaints I'll move it back up. But rightfully, I don't think it's R.
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For the rest of orientation week, Sakura tended to keep to herself. She went out a few times with Tomoyo and Chiharu to shop or to eat, but when it came to parties, she preferred not to go. Instead she spent her time in the basement of their dorm where a medium sized stage and a couple dozen seats were located. It was a small rehearsal area for the students, yet no one seemed to go down there. She never brought up the house lights when she sat there. She sat there alone, in the dark. Little did she know, that she wasn't really alone. From the back door, against the wall, if you looked closely you'd see a pair of amber eyes. You could see emotions in them. Every day when they went down there, the eyes were wondering.
Soon, the first day of classes began. Sakura had already compared her schedule to Tomoyo's and Chiharu's. She had History with both of her roommates, along with Biology. She had French with Chiharu, and Select Ensemble with Tomoyo. Her acting classes however, she was alone in.
Her first class being Advanced Acting 1, she headed towards the Arts building alone. She took a seat in the middle of the room. As unfamiliar faces entered the room, all the seats filled in except for the one directly to her left. She sighed Maybe I was wrong in coming here She thought.
"Can I sit here?" a familiar voice asked above her. She looked up to see Syaoran pointing to the desk next to her.
"Go ahead. Nobody else is." She said softly.
"Thank you." He sat down as the professor came in.
"Welcome to Advanced Acting 1, I am Mr. Smith, but you all can call me Dave." The man was somewhere in his early to mid thirties, a new teacher at best. "Let's start this class off with a little improv. Now let's see." He looked down at his class roster. "How about Ms. Kinomoto and Mr. Li. Both of your auditions were excellent. Let's see how you work together."
Sakura and Syaoran stood up and made their way to the front of the room. A small stage was located at the front of the class. Both stood there, and waited for their objective.
"Let's see," Dave started out, "Ms. Kinomoto, you are a greedy, snobby rich person, who has just had your purse stolen, and Mr. Li, you are a penniless street performer who tries to help. You may start anytime."
They performed the scene well, Sakura catching everyone's attention. Even Syaoran's. After class Dave stopped Sakura and Syaoran.
"You two did well today, I was wondering if you're going to audition for our fall production?"
"I will." Syaoran replied.
"I'll think about it." Sakura said softly, then turned and left the room.
"She's a great actress," Dave said.
"Yea, it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for." Syaoran finished, before he too left. Trying to catch up to Sakura. Once she was in view he called to her. "Hey Sakura! Wait up." She turned around and only slowed down a little. He finally caught up. "Hey, you were great today."
"Thank you." She whispered.
"Why are you so quiet? So shy?"
"Just the way I've always been. It's a long story."
"Well how about you tell me over lunch. My treat." Sakura smiled at him. "So, what's your next class?"
"Select Ensemble."
"Me too! I wonder what other classes we have together." They both walked towards the choir rooms.
-lunch-
Sakura hadn't shown at the meeting place they had agreed on. Syaoran was worried, he hadn't seen her since their 2nd class, then he went to his history class while she went to hers. He stood in the court yard waiting for over half an hour. He knew she had no afternoon classes, so headed over to the dorm to find her.
He stopped outside her door. He knocked twice. No reply. He knocked again when there was a voice behind him. "No one's in."
He quickly turned around. "Chiharu, have you seen Sakura? She was supposed to meet me but didn't show."
Chiharu came to her door to unlock it. "Can't say that I have, I haven't seen her since History."
"Oh," Syaoran looked down at the floor sadly.
"If I see her I'll tell her you were looking for her."
Syaoran looked up at his friend and smiled slightly. "Thank you."
"Anytime." Chiharu watched as Syaoran walked to his door, opened it, and disappeared into his room. She sighed. Why did I just lie to him? Better question, why did she ask me to lie to him? Gosh these shy people. They just can't admit when they like someone. with these thoughts and more she entered her room to drop off her bag, then she was meeting Sakura and Tomoyo in a café down the street.
-Later that night-
"Oh Eriol!" Several voices rang down the hall. Suddenly there was a mad chase after the blue haired beau. There was a dog pile in the common room as Tomoyo, Chiharu, Syaoran, Takashi, and several other floor members landed on top of him.
"No, NO, Stop!" Eriol laughed. The group of young adults attacked their friend, stripping him down to his boxers and socks.
Sakura watched the fiasco from her room, safely behind her laptop. She heard Syaoran's voice and was suddenly sent on a guilt trip.
"Oh! Eriol! I love the little hearts!" Syaoran joked referring to his friends boxers. "I prefer Scooby Doo personally." Everyone around them laughed as they opened the elevator doors and handcuffed Eriol to the railing, and pressed every button. Syaoran blew him kisses as the door closed and the elevator went on it's trip.
Quickly the group dissipated and took up Eriol's clothing. They got out a few closet poles and opened the windows. With a little maneuvering they safely put Eriol's clothing on a jutting gray stone from the building. Everyone laughed as they headed back to their rooms. Not wanting to get caught by the house monitors.
Syaoran had noticed that Sakura didn't join their fun, so he stopped out side her room. He looked in, low-and-behold, there she was. He knocked on the door. "This supposed to be more fun than handcuffing Eriol in the elevator?" he asked leaning against the door.
Sakura quickly stood up and shoved her laptop into her bag. "I have to go." She said as she brushed past him and nearly ran down the hall. She skipped the elevator and quickly descended the stairs.
Tomoyo stopped by her friend's side. "You like Sakura?"
Syaoran answered quickly, almost too quickly with, "No!" Tomoyo looked at him. "She's so shy. So alone. I want to try and get her out of that shell of hers. But she wont let me get close."
"She won't let anyone. I think there's more to that girl than we understand. There's a reason why she's always running off to who-knows- where like that."
"I know where she goes." Tomoyo looked at him with a strange expression. "I've followed her. She goes down to the basement, to the rehearsal theatre. She sits there, alone in the dark. Sometimes for hours at a time. She doesn't move. She just, well, sits. Doesn't say a thing. I'm worried about her."
Tomoyo smiled. "Don't tell me you're worried about her. Tell her."
Syaoran smiled, suddenly they heard the ding of the elevator as the house monitors stepped off with Eriol with them. "Uh oh! Run!" he and Tomoyo quickly ducked into their rooms and locked the doors.
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KanbiAme: So? R+R please! I'll be updating quickly..I've got so much for this story! Hopefully this'll get me outta my writers block and I'll be back with some more for 'Senior Year'. Well if ya get the chance read that too. Although personally I think this one's better. But that's just me.
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