Disclaimer: I do not own CCS in any way. Except for this story and plot.
How are you finding the story so far? Pretty good, eh? If not, I promise it'll get better. Oh, just in case any readers were wondering, Yukito started teaching at Sakura's school at the beginning of second semester. And another thing, I changed to ~ for symbolizing unspoken thought.
On Impulse
The next few days seemed to pass by quickly. Just as the two girls, Jordan and Krysta, had said, Sakura really was the smartest in the class. She also seemed to be one of the most talked-about subjects among both students and teachers. Yukito heard enough to realize just how much different she had become since her memory loss. In fact, by the time Friday ended, he had found out that Sakura was in theater, art, band, on the Swim Team and the Women's Varsity Softball Team. She was also the Dance Captain and the Student Body President. To top everything off, Yukito found out that she was Class Valedictorian(I know, it's a bit much, huh?).
When the bell rang at the end of sixth period, all the students leapt out of their seats and headed out the classroom with their backpacks slung over their shoulders. Yukito started gather up his things when he looked up and noticed Sakura standing by the door, staring at him.
"Don't you have dance practice today?" he asked, zipping up his briefcase.
"Not today. Friday's are the days I get to go home and relax. Besides, the girls have the whole routine down cold," said Sakura.
"And are you going to perform it soon?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's next month. We'll have plenty of time to fine tune it," she said.
"Well, with someone like you for a captain, I know the team will be just perfect," he said without thinking.
"Someone like me? What do you mean, 'someone like me?'"
Yukito looked at her again to see a puzzled expression on her face.
~Nice going, genius~ he thought.
"Oh, uh, nothing. You just remind me of someone I used to know, that's all," he said quickly.
Sakura's expression cleared.
"Oh. Okay, then. Well, I guess I'll see you around," she said with a smile.
She turned and sauntered off, her ponytail swishing behind her. Yukito and Yue gazed after her. It had only been a week since he started teaching at Angel Springs, and already, the pain in Yue's heart had increased dramatically. It hurt him to see her so carefree in this new world of hers, where her problems didn't concern cards, but rather the ordinary troubles of a high school girl.
Every night during that first week, while Yukito had been asleep, he had been awake. No, not really awake, for his mind kept playing and replaying scenes from the past: the day Sakura met him, all the times he came to her aid, the time her brother gave all his powers to him and she had found out, their first embrace...They always ended in the same way, with Sakura staring at him, but not seeing him at all. And it always made him wonder; was she happier this way? It was all too much.
-One Hour Later-
When Yukito got off the elevator, he was so preoccupied with his (and Yue's) thoughts that he nearly walked past his apartment. He rummaged around in his pockets, looking for his keys, when the apartment next door opened and someone stepped out.
"Mr. Tsukishiro?"
Yukito turned looked to see a mildly surprised Sakura, wearing a blue halter, black denim low-rise jeans, and a matching jacket. A suede purse hung from her shoulder.
"You live here too?" she asked.
"Yes, I do. Well, this is a nice surprise. Are you going out somewhere?" asked Yukito, forgetting about his keys.
"Yeah, I'm going to a club. Don't worry, there's no drinking involved," she added, seeing his raised eyebrows.
"Don't you think it's a bit early to go dancing?" he asked.
"Well, dancing doesn't start 'til like seven, but there's plenty to do around that part of town," she said.
"What kinds of things are there to do around here anyway? I gotta know where to go if I wanna have fun. I mean, I can't be a teacher 24/7, can I," he said.
Sakura laughed.
"Nope, I guess you can't, Mr. Tsukishiro. Hey, listen, why don't you join me and I'll show you around? What do you say, huh? My treat," she offered.
Yukito was surprised by this, but not nearly as Yue.
"Uh, I'm not sure. Don't you think it'll look odd if a student and teacher are seen together?" he said quickly.
"Not really. I mean, yeah, maybe it would, but come on. It's not like it's a date or anything, right? Besides, to be perfectly honest, you look like you could be in college. And if anyone asks, I'll just say I'm showing my new neighbor around the block," she said.
Yukito was still hesitant, but then, he heard himself say, "Sure, okay, why not?"
"Great. I'll be waiting downstairs," she said.
Sakura walked over to the elevators and went down. Yukito was scolding Yue.
~Smart move, Yue! Why'd you have to make me say that?~ he said.
~I am sorry. I did not know what came over me. I just want to spend time with her again, just like we used to.~ said Yue.
~Oh well, I guess I understand. But next time, warn me before you do something like that again.~ he said irritably, walking inside his apartment.
How are you finding the story so far? Pretty good, eh? If not, I promise it'll get better. Oh, just in case any readers were wondering, Yukito started teaching at Sakura's school at the beginning of second semester. And another thing, I changed to ~ for symbolizing unspoken thought.
On Impulse
The next few days seemed to pass by quickly. Just as the two girls, Jordan and Krysta, had said, Sakura really was the smartest in the class. She also seemed to be one of the most talked-about subjects among both students and teachers. Yukito heard enough to realize just how much different she had become since her memory loss. In fact, by the time Friday ended, he had found out that Sakura was in theater, art, band, on the Swim Team and the Women's Varsity Softball Team. She was also the Dance Captain and the Student Body President. To top everything off, Yukito found out that she was Class Valedictorian(I know, it's a bit much, huh?).
When the bell rang at the end of sixth period, all the students leapt out of their seats and headed out the classroom with their backpacks slung over their shoulders. Yukito started gather up his things when he looked up and noticed Sakura standing by the door, staring at him.
"Don't you have dance practice today?" he asked, zipping up his briefcase.
"Not today. Friday's are the days I get to go home and relax. Besides, the girls have the whole routine down cold," said Sakura.
"And are you going to perform it soon?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's next month. We'll have plenty of time to fine tune it," she said.
"Well, with someone like you for a captain, I know the team will be just perfect," he said without thinking.
"Someone like me? What do you mean, 'someone like me?'"
Yukito looked at her again to see a puzzled expression on her face.
~Nice going, genius~ he thought.
"Oh, uh, nothing. You just remind me of someone I used to know, that's all," he said quickly.
Sakura's expression cleared.
"Oh. Okay, then. Well, I guess I'll see you around," she said with a smile.
She turned and sauntered off, her ponytail swishing behind her. Yukito and Yue gazed after her. It had only been a week since he started teaching at Angel Springs, and already, the pain in Yue's heart had increased dramatically. It hurt him to see her so carefree in this new world of hers, where her problems didn't concern cards, but rather the ordinary troubles of a high school girl.
Every night during that first week, while Yukito had been asleep, he had been awake. No, not really awake, for his mind kept playing and replaying scenes from the past: the day Sakura met him, all the times he came to her aid, the time her brother gave all his powers to him and she had found out, their first embrace...They always ended in the same way, with Sakura staring at him, but not seeing him at all. And it always made him wonder; was she happier this way? It was all too much.
-One Hour Later-
When Yukito got off the elevator, he was so preoccupied with his (and Yue's) thoughts that he nearly walked past his apartment. He rummaged around in his pockets, looking for his keys, when the apartment next door opened and someone stepped out.
"Mr. Tsukishiro?"
Yukito turned looked to see a mildly surprised Sakura, wearing a blue halter, black denim low-rise jeans, and a matching jacket. A suede purse hung from her shoulder.
"You live here too?" she asked.
"Yes, I do. Well, this is a nice surprise. Are you going out somewhere?" asked Yukito, forgetting about his keys.
"Yeah, I'm going to a club. Don't worry, there's no drinking involved," she added, seeing his raised eyebrows.
"Don't you think it's a bit early to go dancing?" he asked.
"Well, dancing doesn't start 'til like seven, but there's plenty to do around that part of town," she said.
"What kinds of things are there to do around here anyway? I gotta know where to go if I wanna have fun. I mean, I can't be a teacher 24/7, can I," he said.
Sakura laughed.
"Nope, I guess you can't, Mr. Tsukishiro. Hey, listen, why don't you join me and I'll show you around? What do you say, huh? My treat," she offered.
Yukito was surprised by this, but not nearly as Yue.
"Uh, I'm not sure. Don't you think it'll look odd if a student and teacher are seen together?" he said quickly.
"Not really. I mean, yeah, maybe it would, but come on. It's not like it's a date or anything, right? Besides, to be perfectly honest, you look like you could be in college. And if anyone asks, I'll just say I'm showing my new neighbor around the block," she said.
Yukito was still hesitant, but then, he heard himself say, "Sure, okay, why not?"
"Great. I'll be waiting downstairs," she said.
Sakura walked over to the elevators and went down. Yukito was scolding Yue.
~Smart move, Yue! Why'd you have to make me say that?~ he said.
~I am sorry. I did not know what came over me. I just want to spend time with her again, just like we used to.~ said Yue.
~Oh well, I guess I understand. But next time, warn me before you do something like that again.~ he said irritably, walking inside his apartment.