Disclaimer: Don't own any characters, except the ones I make up. Don't own
CCS, only own the plotlines and stuff.. yeah.
Summary: Sakura has just lost everything that meant anything to her, and is forced to resort to a life on the dangerous city streets of Metropolis. Syaoran's entrance as a rich and spoiled one, gangs, and other conflicts await her..
A/N: Moshimoshi! I'm back, and since you said you wanted longer chapters, I'm extending the one after this one ^_^ But since they're longer, they might take longer to post. And sometimes, I have to post shorter chapters, cuz they don't sound right to me otherwise.
And to the readers: ARIGATOU~~~!! You guys are the best! ^_^ Hope you guys like this chapter..
Her Story
Chapter Three
A Chance
By: Kazle
~~*~~
Genjitsu wa uragiru mono de handansae
Ayamaru kara ne soko ni aru kachi wa
Sono me de chanto mikiwamete ite ne
Jibun no monosashi de
~~*~~
The bright emerald eyed girl woke up with a start, glancing around at her surroundings with blurry vision. What time was it? She blinked for a second, wondering why her back felt so stiff and then abruptly remembered her situation. Her eyes clouded over for a second and she checked her watch absently. 7:30? She hadn't realized that it was so early.
She took her backpack out from under her, unzipped it, shuffling around the contents. She had a few pairs of jeans, a couple shirts, a sweatshirt, and for some odd reason, a scarf and mittens. A few random items that she had packed last minute in her blind rush were in there too. They included her small purse, a toothbrush, some pens and pencils, and a diary. She frowned for a moment at the little book before placing it back in the bag.
Most of the people in the building had already left and Sakura had never felt so out of place in her entire life. She stood up, swinging her bag up with her, and looked rather timidly at the table on the other side of the room. Walking over, she was greeted by a smile from one of the girls serving the soup. It was a pitying sort of smile and the last thing Sakura wanted right now was pity. Adverting her eyes slightly, she took the bowl and quietly made her way over to a table. Sipping the hot broth, she contemplated her next move.
Sakura knew that she had to find work, but she had no idea where to start looking. She hoped was that there would be someone willing to hire her, but all the same she felt something gnawing in the pit of her stomach. Finishing her soup, she left the shelter, hurrying eastward down the street. The morning was warm and the breeze relaxed her body slightly. But it was unable to stop the tornado of thoughts and misgivings that whirled in her mind.
As she paced down the sidewalk, Sakura suddenly felt like a stranger in her own city. And she didn't know quite why. Nothing had changed. People still shuffled past her on their daily routines. Stray cats still could be seen crouching in alleyways. Cars and buses still rumbled past her. And all the sounds of the city were the same. And then she realized.. that it wasn't the city that had changed, it was her. She felt so foreign in this city, so out of place. Sakura shifted her gaze to the ground, completely avoiding any eye contact.
Caught up in her inner turmoil, she failed to see the approaching person and she collided with him, knocking against his shoulder. At least, she was pretty sure it had been a 'he'. She stumbled a little, slightly knocked off balance but still determined not to make any eye contact. She heard him apologize quickly, but she just kept walking, feeling her cheeks burn up and feeling bad that she had left him in the dust. But she just wasn't ready to confront anyone just yet..
'So how are you going to get a job if you can't even talk to a person?' a small voice sneered at her from the back of her mind.
'I'll figure out something..' she stopped for a second and told herself to shut up.
Sakura walked down the street, finally beginning to relax as her muscles loosened up. She glanced at the stores as she passed them, wondering which one she should opt for. A flower shop? Nah.. Supermarket? Not enough money.. Video store rentals? Nah.. Ice Cream Shoppe? Hmm.. maybe. She walked down almost three blocks, about to consider giving up, when she saw one that caught her eye.
It was a small modest little place, a convenience store. A small red sign was taped to the door. 'Help Wanted'. Sakura nervously set her small hand on the door handle and pushed the door open. The bells above the door ringed pleasantly, marking her entry. She walked in, but saw no one.
"Tomoyo-chan, did you find that new shipment yet?" A voice called, but Sakura did not see the source of it.
"Not yet, but I think it's in the back, " Another one replied, younger than the first.
A great deal of shuffling was heard and Sakura curiously stepped towards the noise. She was caught mildly by surprise when a girl about her age stumbled in unexpectedly from her left with a big cardboard box.
"I found it!" the girl called, nearly dropping the package.
On impulse, Sakura reached out to help, catching part of the box and helping the girl steady it. Her eyes widened at its weight. They slowly made their way over to the right wall, the girl guiding the way. It was set down with a small 'thump'.
"Whew!" the girl wiped her forehead and then immediately turned to Sakura and grinned brightly at her. She had bright blue eyes and slightly wavy black hair that went down passed her shoulders and halfway down her back. "Thanks," she held out her hand. "My name's Tomoyo Daidouji. What's yours?"
Sakura found herself smiling back without realizing it. She took the offered hand without hesitation.
"Sakura Kinomoto," she replied and before she could say anything else, the girl continued.
"I presume you're here to apply for the job?" she asked, her smile never fading and Sakura nodded, wondering how she knew. Tomoyo positively beamed.
"Oka-san!" she called, "I've found someone who is interested in the opening!"
A woman with short flaming red hair stepped out from behind a rack. She smiled when she saw Sakura.
"Hello," Sakura bowed respectively. "My name's Sakura Kinomoto."
"Sonomi Daidouji," she said, looking Sakura up and down. The auburn haired girl shifted slightly under her piercing gaze. She glanced up after a few seconds and found the woman smiling at her. Sonomi gestured towards the pile of boxes. "If you would like to, you can start now by helping us unpack these cases."
For a second, Sakura stood there, dumbstruck.
"You mean, I..," she sputtered. No interview? No..nothing?
Sonomi silenced her with a dismissive hand.
"Let's just say, I can tell a hard worker when I see one," she winked.
Sakura blinked, and Tomoyo patted her shoulder.
"Welcome to the Daidouji Convenience Store."
~~*~~
Reality is a traitor; it's easy
To misjudge things. So with your own to eyes
Please decide the worth of this place.
Do it with your own standards.
~~*~~
A/N: Wai! Another chapter done! Sakura got a job^_^ She'll be meeting our Syaoran-kun very soon and other peoples will be introduced.
IMPORTANT: I really need a name for a gang, so if you have any suggestions at all, please don't hesitate to let me know in a review. Remember, I'll give you credit for the name ^_^
Next chapter is called, 'Shadows' If I don't come up with a better name, that is ^^;;
AND PLEASE REVIEW!!! Everyone likes reviews.. ^____^ And they'll inspire me to get the next chapter up faster. ::hint hint::
Summary: Sakura has just lost everything that meant anything to her, and is forced to resort to a life on the dangerous city streets of Metropolis. Syaoran's entrance as a rich and spoiled one, gangs, and other conflicts await her..
A/N: Moshimoshi! I'm back, and since you said you wanted longer chapters, I'm extending the one after this one ^_^ But since they're longer, they might take longer to post. And sometimes, I have to post shorter chapters, cuz they don't sound right to me otherwise.
And to the readers: ARIGATOU~~~!! You guys are the best! ^_^ Hope you guys like this chapter..
Her Story
Chapter Three
A Chance
By: Kazle
~~*~~
Genjitsu wa uragiru mono de handansae
Ayamaru kara ne soko ni aru kachi wa
Sono me de chanto mikiwamete ite ne
Jibun no monosashi de
~~*~~
The bright emerald eyed girl woke up with a start, glancing around at her surroundings with blurry vision. What time was it? She blinked for a second, wondering why her back felt so stiff and then abruptly remembered her situation. Her eyes clouded over for a second and she checked her watch absently. 7:30? She hadn't realized that it was so early.
She took her backpack out from under her, unzipped it, shuffling around the contents. She had a few pairs of jeans, a couple shirts, a sweatshirt, and for some odd reason, a scarf and mittens. A few random items that she had packed last minute in her blind rush were in there too. They included her small purse, a toothbrush, some pens and pencils, and a diary. She frowned for a moment at the little book before placing it back in the bag.
Most of the people in the building had already left and Sakura had never felt so out of place in her entire life. She stood up, swinging her bag up with her, and looked rather timidly at the table on the other side of the room. Walking over, she was greeted by a smile from one of the girls serving the soup. It was a pitying sort of smile and the last thing Sakura wanted right now was pity. Adverting her eyes slightly, she took the bowl and quietly made her way over to a table. Sipping the hot broth, she contemplated her next move.
Sakura knew that she had to find work, but she had no idea where to start looking. She hoped was that there would be someone willing to hire her, but all the same she felt something gnawing in the pit of her stomach. Finishing her soup, she left the shelter, hurrying eastward down the street. The morning was warm and the breeze relaxed her body slightly. But it was unable to stop the tornado of thoughts and misgivings that whirled in her mind.
As she paced down the sidewalk, Sakura suddenly felt like a stranger in her own city. And she didn't know quite why. Nothing had changed. People still shuffled past her on their daily routines. Stray cats still could be seen crouching in alleyways. Cars and buses still rumbled past her. And all the sounds of the city were the same. And then she realized.. that it wasn't the city that had changed, it was her. She felt so foreign in this city, so out of place. Sakura shifted her gaze to the ground, completely avoiding any eye contact.
Caught up in her inner turmoil, she failed to see the approaching person and she collided with him, knocking against his shoulder. At least, she was pretty sure it had been a 'he'. She stumbled a little, slightly knocked off balance but still determined not to make any eye contact. She heard him apologize quickly, but she just kept walking, feeling her cheeks burn up and feeling bad that she had left him in the dust. But she just wasn't ready to confront anyone just yet..
'So how are you going to get a job if you can't even talk to a person?' a small voice sneered at her from the back of her mind.
'I'll figure out something..' she stopped for a second and told herself to shut up.
Sakura walked down the street, finally beginning to relax as her muscles loosened up. She glanced at the stores as she passed them, wondering which one she should opt for. A flower shop? Nah.. Supermarket? Not enough money.. Video store rentals? Nah.. Ice Cream Shoppe? Hmm.. maybe. She walked down almost three blocks, about to consider giving up, when she saw one that caught her eye.
It was a small modest little place, a convenience store. A small red sign was taped to the door. 'Help Wanted'. Sakura nervously set her small hand on the door handle and pushed the door open. The bells above the door ringed pleasantly, marking her entry. She walked in, but saw no one.
"Tomoyo-chan, did you find that new shipment yet?" A voice called, but Sakura did not see the source of it.
"Not yet, but I think it's in the back, " Another one replied, younger than the first.
A great deal of shuffling was heard and Sakura curiously stepped towards the noise. She was caught mildly by surprise when a girl about her age stumbled in unexpectedly from her left with a big cardboard box.
"I found it!" the girl called, nearly dropping the package.
On impulse, Sakura reached out to help, catching part of the box and helping the girl steady it. Her eyes widened at its weight. They slowly made their way over to the right wall, the girl guiding the way. It was set down with a small 'thump'.
"Whew!" the girl wiped her forehead and then immediately turned to Sakura and grinned brightly at her. She had bright blue eyes and slightly wavy black hair that went down passed her shoulders and halfway down her back. "Thanks," she held out her hand. "My name's Tomoyo Daidouji. What's yours?"
Sakura found herself smiling back without realizing it. She took the offered hand without hesitation.
"Sakura Kinomoto," she replied and before she could say anything else, the girl continued.
"I presume you're here to apply for the job?" she asked, her smile never fading and Sakura nodded, wondering how she knew. Tomoyo positively beamed.
"Oka-san!" she called, "I've found someone who is interested in the opening!"
A woman with short flaming red hair stepped out from behind a rack. She smiled when she saw Sakura.
"Hello," Sakura bowed respectively. "My name's Sakura Kinomoto."
"Sonomi Daidouji," she said, looking Sakura up and down. The auburn haired girl shifted slightly under her piercing gaze. She glanced up after a few seconds and found the woman smiling at her. Sonomi gestured towards the pile of boxes. "If you would like to, you can start now by helping us unpack these cases."
For a second, Sakura stood there, dumbstruck.
"You mean, I..," she sputtered. No interview? No..nothing?
Sonomi silenced her with a dismissive hand.
"Let's just say, I can tell a hard worker when I see one," she winked.
Sakura blinked, and Tomoyo patted her shoulder.
"Welcome to the Daidouji Convenience Store."
~~*~~
Reality is a traitor; it's easy
To misjudge things. So with your own to eyes
Please decide the worth of this place.
Do it with your own standards.
~~*~~
A/N: Wai! Another chapter done! Sakura got a job^_^ She'll be meeting our Syaoran-kun very soon and other peoples will be introduced.
IMPORTANT: I really need a name for a gang, so if you have any suggestions at all, please don't hesitate to let me know in a review. Remember, I'll give you credit for the name ^_^
Next chapter is called, 'Shadows' If I don't come up with a better name, that is ^^;;
AND PLEASE REVIEW!!! Everyone likes reviews.. ^____^ And they'll inspire me to get the next chapter up faster. ::hint hint::