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"OK...I'm not sure where to start."
"Start with why you space yourself from others." Syaoran helped.
"It's not everyone I space myself from. It's only people that I might get close to." Syaoran looked at her. "When I was young, my mother died. So I lived with my father. A few years ago he fell in love with a wonderful lady. I loved her too. She was a great step-mother when they finally got married. I finally had brothers and sisters too. She was an actress, like my mother was. She'd been on Broadway and grew up here in New York. While she was performing on Broadway she'd gotten into some bad habits. Drugs, drinking, etc. She got involved with the wrong crowd.
"When she got married to my father, the group she'd abandoned years ago followed after her. The people she had loved and trusted once in the city, now seeked revenge on their missing female. Their money as well. They wanted her to kill my father, or else they would have done it, she'd collect the insurance, then one by one do that to the other kids and I. Until they had enough money to start a smuggling business.
"She refused, and sent us kids away to where they couldn't find us. I'm unclear on what happened, but the people behind the plot killed them both. Their money was split into 4 bank accounts. 1 is mine, and the other's are my brothers and sister's.
"The reason why I don't often open up to people is the simple fact that my step-mother had trusted these people when she was our age. Then years later they killed her, and threatened people that she loved. I see them, in the city. The other day when I ran off, they were there. I have to watch myself Syaoran. I'm alone now."
"What about Hayden? Who's he?"
"He's one of my step-brothers. It's me, Hayden, My step-brother Jaron, and my step-sister Karri. None of us live near each other. Hayden stays in California, Jaron lives in Nebraska, and Karri lives with our grandparents in Connecticut."
"Is that why you said you were afraid of me? You didn't think you could trust me?" Sakura weakly nodded. A silent tear slid down her cheek. Syaoran pulled her into a tight hug. She was shocked for a second, then hugged him back. A few minutes later, when her sobbing subsided, he pulled away. "Don't cry. A smile best suits your face."
Sakura smiled and blushed. "Before I knew they were gone, I received a letter. It was from April, my step mother. She told me to watch out for myself. Not to trust so easily. So I kept away from people that I knew I'd get along with. I stayed to myself for the longest time. It's been 8 years since then. I've been in that shell for 8 years. You're the first person I've ever talked to about this before, with the exception of my brothers and sister. You have no idea how much it means to me to have someone to talk to like this."
Syaoran quickly pulled her into another hug. "I'll always be here for you Sakura. Always. I'm not going anywhere. I'll always care for you. I promise."
Sakura smiled into his shoulder. "Thank you Syaoran. Thank you for breaking me out, and thank you for being my friend." Even though I long to be much more than that.
"It was my pleasure. You're a great person Sakura." One of the best I've ever met.
"So, week and a half. What to do, what to do?" Sakura giggled.
"Well, I'm running low on duct tape," Syaoran said scratching his chin. They both stood up, Sakura grabbed her bag, they both headed through the rows of seats towards the door. "One thing I forgot to ask, why do you always sit down here in a dark theatre?"
"I can't tell you all my stories in one night can I?"
"I guess not. So, I know this great prank store down town, wanna go there with me tomorrow?"
"Sure, after all, I left my whoopie cushion at home." Both laughed as they headed through the doors, and towards the elevators.
-Later that night-
Syaoran entered his room a little after 10:00 PM. He just had a wonderful time with Sakura. She seems different now. he thought. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. Hope it's not too late to call.
-Somewhere in Connecticut-
Ring...Ring...
"Tomoyo, your cell phone is ringing." Eriol said as the two walked home from the movie theatre.
"You're right." She pulled out her small purple phone and looked at the screen. "Syaoran? Why would he be calling this late?"
"Why don't you answer and ask him yourself?"
Tomoyo clicked a button and answered. "Syaoran? What's up?"
"Hey Tomoyo. It's not too late is it?" Syaoran asked from the other line.
"Oh come on, you know it's never too late with me. But you don't usually care about that kind of thing. What's wrong? What's going on?"
"Well, I got Sakura to tell me about her past."
"And?"
"Well. I don't know if I should tell you. But, it would be best for her. So lets just keep this between you and me. Don't even tell Eriol. If he's in the room, send him out."
Tomoyo looked at Eriol. Without even hearing the conversation, Eriol got the message. "Guess I'll see ya tomorrow." He kissed her on the cheek and headed for his own home. Tomoyo continued down the street.
"OK, continue." Syaoran told her basically what Sakura had told him. When he was done, Tomoyo was confused. "So basically her step-mom told her to be careful of people you could get to like and trust because they will stab you in the back? That's crap! How can she ever make friends if she's afraid to trust them?"
"I don't know. But apparently she trusts her brother Hayden, and he told her to trust us. So she did. And now she's...well...different."
"Different? Different how?"
"Well like tonight, we went to the mall, and we were in Spencers, and she had a joke or remark on everything, and she was so funny. And she would talk to everyone! I never thought I'd see a Sakura who would just talk to strangers like that. She surprised me."
"I'm glad though. Congratulations Syaoran. Just by listening, and letting her trust you, you brought her out of her shell. It'll be a lot easier to get her to go to parties and play pranks on you guys now."
"Bite me Tomoyo."
"Not my job. But I'll tell you one thing."
"What?"
"Don't disobey that trust. It would effect her more than you could understand."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just what I said. Well it's getting late, and I'm almost home, so I should be going now."
"Yea." Syaoran paused. "Tomoyo, there's one more thing."
"What?"
"Well, two things actually. She mentioned that there are people watching her. She seems kind of scared about it."
"You think it's the gangsters?" Syaoran shook his head 'yes' even if Tomoyo couldn't see him. "Well, watch out for her. Protect her. Call her brother, ask him."
"You know the number?"
"No, but sneak into our room, it's on the bulletin board above Sakura's head board on a post-it note."
"Thanks Tomoyo."
"Anytime. Oh yea, what was the other thing."
"She hasn't told me why she sits in a dark theatre."
"Oh, give her time. She'll tell us when she's ready. Trust her, and she'll trust you."
"Good night Tomoyo."
"Good night Syaoran."
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KanbiAme: This isn't the end! Obviously there is more. Lol. I dunno. I'm weird. Well anyway, sorry for not updating lately...I've been busy with school and Halloween and stuff. Oh yeah, and we've updated 'Senior Year' today as well. Well, R&R! thanks to all of you who already do! I 3 ya! Bye!
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KanbiAme: Hello again! Welcome to Kanbi's wide world of FanFiction! Lol..j/p!
Disclaimer: SCC nwo t`nod I
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"OK...I'm not sure where to start."
"Start with why you space yourself from others." Syaoran helped.
"It's not everyone I space myself from. It's only people that I might get close to." Syaoran looked at her. "When I was young, my mother died. So I lived with my father. A few years ago he fell in love with a wonderful lady. I loved her too. She was a great step-mother when they finally got married. I finally had brothers and sisters too. She was an actress, like my mother was. She'd been on Broadway and grew up here in New York. While she was performing on Broadway she'd gotten into some bad habits. Drugs, drinking, etc. She got involved with the wrong crowd.
"When she got married to my father, the group she'd abandoned years ago followed after her. The people she had loved and trusted once in the city, now seeked revenge on their missing female. Their money as well. They wanted her to kill my father, or else they would have done it, she'd collect the insurance, then one by one do that to the other kids and I. Until they had enough money to start a smuggling business.
"She refused, and sent us kids away to where they couldn't find us. I'm unclear on what happened, but the people behind the plot killed them both. Their money was split into 4 bank accounts. 1 is mine, and the other's are my brothers and sister's.
"The reason why I don't often open up to people is the simple fact that my step-mother had trusted these people when she was our age. Then years later they killed her, and threatened people that she loved. I see them, in the city. The other day when I ran off, they were there. I have to watch myself Syaoran. I'm alone now."
"What about Hayden? Who's he?"
"He's one of my step-brothers. It's me, Hayden, My step-brother Jaron, and my step-sister Karri. None of us live near each other. Hayden stays in California, Jaron lives in Nebraska, and Karri lives with our grandparents in Connecticut."
"Is that why you said you were afraid of me? You didn't think you could trust me?" Sakura weakly nodded. A silent tear slid down her cheek. Syaoran pulled her into a tight hug. She was shocked for a second, then hugged him back. A few minutes later, when her sobbing subsided, he pulled away. "Don't cry. A smile best suits your face."
Sakura smiled and blushed. "Before I knew they were gone, I received a letter. It was from April, my step mother. She told me to watch out for myself. Not to trust so easily. So I kept away from people that I knew I'd get along with. I stayed to myself for the longest time. It's been 8 years since then. I've been in that shell for 8 years. You're the first person I've ever talked to about this before, with the exception of my brothers and sister. You have no idea how much it means to me to have someone to talk to like this."
Syaoran quickly pulled her into another hug. "I'll always be here for you Sakura. Always. I'm not going anywhere. I'll always care for you. I promise."
Sakura smiled into his shoulder. "Thank you Syaoran. Thank you for breaking me out, and thank you for being my friend." Even though I long to be much more than that.
"It was my pleasure. You're a great person Sakura." One of the best I've ever met.
"So, week and a half. What to do, what to do?" Sakura giggled.
"Well, I'm running low on duct tape," Syaoran said scratching his chin. They both stood up, Sakura grabbed her bag, they both headed through the rows of seats towards the door. "One thing I forgot to ask, why do you always sit down here in a dark theatre?"
"I can't tell you all my stories in one night can I?"
"I guess not. So, I know this great prank store down town, wanna go there with me tomorrow?"
"Sure, after all, I left my whoopie cushion at home." Both laughed as they headed through the doors, and towards the elevators.
-Later that night-
Syaoran entered his room a little after 10:00 PM. He just had a wonderful time with Sakura. She seems different now. he thought. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. Hope it's not too late to call.
-Somewhere in Connecticut-
Ring...Ring...
"Tomoyo, your cell phone is ringing." Eriol said as the two walked home from the movie theatre.
"You're right." She pulled out her small purple phone and looked at the screen. "Syaoran? Why would he be calling this late?"
"Why don't you answer and ask him yourself?"
Tomoyo clicked a button and answered. "Syaoran? What's up?"
"Hey Tomoyo. It's not too late is it?" Syaoran asked from the other line.
"Oh come on, you know it's never too late with me. But you don't usually care about that kind of thing. What's wrong? What's going on?"
"Well, I got Sakura to tell me about her past."
"And?"
"Well. I don't know if I should tell you. But, it would be best for her. So lets just keep this between you and me. Don't even tell Eriol. If he's in the room, send him out."
Tomoyo looked at Eriol. Without even hearing the conversation, Eriol got the message. "Guess I'll see ya tomorrow." He kissed her on the cheek and headed for his own home. Tomoyo continued down the street.
"OK, continue." Syaoran told her basically what Sakura had told him. When he was done, Tomoyo was confused. "So basically her step-mom told her to be careful of people you could get to like and trust because they will stab you in the back? That's crap! How can she ever make friends if she's afraid to trust them?"
"I don't know. But apparently she trusts her brother Hayden, and he told her to trust us. So she did. And now she's...well...different."
"Different? Different how?"
"Well like tonight, we went to the mall, and we were in Spencers, and she had a joke or remark on everything, and she was so funny. And she would talk to everyone! I never thought I'd see a Sakura who would just talk to strangers like that. She surprised me."
"I'm glad though. Congratulations Syaoran. Just by listening, and letting her trust you, you brought her out of her shell. It'll be a lot easier to get her to go to parties and play pranks on you guys now."
"Bite me Tomoyo."
"Not my job. But I'll tell you one thing."
"What?"
"Don't disobey that trust. It would effect her more than you could understand."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just what I said. Well it's getting late, and I'm almost home, so I should be going now."
"Yea." Syaoran paused. "Tomoyo, there's one more thing."
"What?"
"Well, two things actually. She mentioned that there are people watching her. She seems kind of scared about it."
"You think it's the gangsters?" Syaoran shook his head 'yes' even if Tomoyo couldn't see him. "Well, watch out for her. Protect her. Call her brother, ask him."
"You know the number?"
"No, but sneak into our room, it's on the bulletin board above Sakura's head board on a post-it note."
"Thanks Tomoyo."
"Anytime. Oh yea, what was the other thing."
"She hasn't told me why she sits in a dark theatre."
"Oh, give her time. She'll tell us when she's ready. Trust her, and she'll trust you."
"Good night Tomoyo."
"Good night Syaoran."
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KanbiAme: This isn't the end! Obviously there is more. Lol. I dunno. I'm weird. Well anyway, sorry for not updating lately...I've been busy with school and Halloween and stuff. Oh yeah, and we've updated 'Senior Year' today as well. Well, R&R! thanks to all of you who already do! I 3 ya! Bye!
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