Chapter 2: Promises Full-filled, Hellos and Heartbreaks During Schooltime
Authoress' Rant: Oooo, Hello! Hiya's and no more goodbyeas. Um, think you know what's gonna happen? Er... maybe not, for I am very.... weird when it comes to things like this. (There in AMERICA!!!! WHOO HOOO!!!)
Begin POV Sequence
Sakura: Wow. Goodbye High School, Hello College. Goodbye house, Hello Dorm. Goodbye Family, Hello Freedom. Goodbye Touya and dad, Hello... well, since I wasn't allowed to be ten feet of the opposite sex for all of my life, I guess I'm allowed to say this...
HELLO BOYS!
Goodbye Syaoran... Hello...
Gee... I don't know what's good about that.
Syaoran: Usually, change sucks raw eggs. But this time, change might be on my side. The fact that I live in a house that's almost the same as Quatre Raberba Winner with enough sisters, cousins, nieces and nephews to make the army look like a one ring circus, I'm looking forward to college life. Especially in America, a country I haven't been to, ever! Yeah, Sakura often talked abo-
Sakura? Why did I think about....
I gave her the key.... I told my mom I had lost it... but... I need to give her that key.
What was the point... Though my heart aches, it's not like I'm going to see her again.
(sigh)
Mei-Lin: Going to college will be a blast! Syaoran is my roommate, we will be in one of the top schools ever and.....
I will be Syaoran's wife....
Touya: Why did she have to grow up? Why couldn't she be like the short, sweet, INNOCENT girl that I grew up with? I had a cow when she hit puberty, the first to go through it in her class. I hit the roof when I saw blood on the floor, now realizing that she could have children. (Periods... they hurt like hell)
Will she survive college?
Will I survive not knowing?
End POV Sequence
***
Sakura looked at the list Touya gave her as she walked to her dorm and smirked.
The Ten Commandments of Touya. (Things all girls, especially if there named Sakura, have light brown hair and green eyes, going to college, about eighteen right now, and INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL)
1. Boys are bad. Like drugs, they are addictive.
2. Do NOT be like the Nike commercial and do not 'Just Do It.'
3. Alcohol is okay once your twenty-one. As long as no boys are around.
4. Parties, Boys and Alcohol do not mix. In fact, be a social outcast.
5. If you find yourself in a situation where you wake up the next day in an unfamiliar place naked, you most-likely did 1-4 in one night.
6. If you did do number 5, I shall not kill you. I will kill the boy... if it is one.
7. Bars... Bars... Bars... just don't go there.
8. Love is something you can't haste. Love is blind, but your neighbors ain't.
9. Why don't you just be gay? It would calm me down so much.
10. Finally and Foremost. Repeat after me. I
"I." Sakura began.
Shall
"Shall."
Not
"Not."
Have
"Have."
A
"A."
Male
"Male."
Roommate
"Rooma- whoa!" Sakura shook her head and kept walking down the Hall. (yes, in college they don't have halls they have Halls and class halls that you walk through to get to class are called corridors)
"Touya has gone crazy." she rang the doorbell of room 374. "What does he think he's gonna do?"
Syaoran rolled his eyes and growled when he heard the door ring. He hoped that his fixed roommate, a la Mei-Lin, was home to answer it, but she wasn't. She was out shopping... again, but she had a key, so it wasn't her. He knew that people would be knocking, saying hello across the hall since it was the first day of college and his seventh day in America, but this was the tenth time today. Before he wasn't occupied, really, but this was getting ri-goddamn-diculous. In other words, he would have to get the door.
In the shower, or not.
He put on a towel around his waist and walked to the door. Without looking through the peephole, he opened the door.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?" he screamed. Then gulped.
'Oh my...'
"Sakura!"
"Syaoran!"
She turned around and he slammed the door. He turned and pressed his back against it and swallowed. 'This was not happening.' He thought as he ran a hand through his wet, unruly hair. 'This is some mixed up, weird, psychopathic dream that I am having because... well, I don't know why, but I'm having it because my conscious has decided to go haywire on me.'
Outside the door, Sakura was turned the other way from the door, frowning, but her mouth was wide open. Kero was in her backpack, acting like an ornament, but he saw everything.
"Okay, so you just saw Syaoran in nothing but a towel, with beads of water running down his chest and hairline. No reason to go nuts, right?" Sakura asked him. Kero rolled his eyes at the red hue over her nose.
"Yeah, right, uh-huh, sure Sakura, whatever you say." He crossed his arms and sat on her shoulder, with a frown on his face. Syaoran answered the door again. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
"Sakura, why are you here?" he tried not to look at her green eyes, though they were so inviting, so he concentrated on something else. Her long braid.... no, too close to her face and eyes... her... green halter top... nope, that wouldn't work. Her tight black, bellbottoms.... that definitely wouldn't work. This was getting worse. How about one of her bookbag ornaments.
Kero...
'Kero?'
Kero (three Keros!) sat on her shoulder, a scowl on his face. No, this wasn't going to be the most pleasant school year.
"Oh, I, uh." Sakura fumbled with a piece of paper in her hands. "This is..." she frowned and turned it right-side up. "This is room 374, right?"
Syaoran sighed. This might be a problem.
"Yeah..."
"Well," she began. "I guess I'm your roommate."
Syaoran stopped the urge (urge? URRRGGGEEE!!! (GOT THE URGE TO HERBAL)
to roll his eyes. "I already have a roommate..."
Sakura smiled slightly, "The school told me that they were having problems and that so many people passed the entrance exam that some were to have three in a room." Sakura explained. She could feel him staring at her and it was nerve racking. Finally, he gave in. He had heard a rumor about that. He was about to bend over and help her with her things, when she smirked.
That's when he remembered that he was worse for wear. He grabbed his towel and went inside. He pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a belt when he came back and helped her with her things and put them in the third room, which was ment to be a guest room, but they could use it as Sakura's room. She sighed, and thought for a moment, while he was still in her room. She looked at his chest again and smiled. She walked over to him and touched her gift.
"You still have this." she touched it with her left hand, tracing the ring with her fingertips. Syaoran lightly took her hand and looked down. The gold ring was on her ring finger. He lifted an eyebrow and she blushed.
"I just thought that it was sweet to put it there, that's all." Sakura explained, while wringing her finger. Syaoran nodded, though he had on a smile that couldn't be wiped away.
"I bet you don't have..."
"The key?" Sakura smiled and pulled out the key from under her shirt. She pulled it over her head and taped Syaoran's chest, right at his heart, with the tip of it. "You think you know me SOOOO well, Li. I think I know you better than you know me."
Syaoran smiled at the usage of his last name. "Actually, Kinomoto, I was going to say that you don't have the stuffed animal.
A glint of fire rolled into her eyes. She bent over and pulled out her backpack. In the front pocket, Sakura pulled out the TY and handed it to Syaoran. He looked it over, proud that it was practically in mint condition. He handed it back.
"Well, Mr. Cynical and Untrusting One, once again, I prove to know way more about you than you do me." she smiled.
"When am I not Mr. Punctuality?" He smirked. "Besides, I don't think you know me very well, for if you did, you would know what the key was for."
Sakura frowned. He got her, this time.
"What IS the key for?"
He grinned, and his full-on smile made warning bells in her heart.
"You know when you need it." he sat on the edge of the bed and patted the side next to him. She sat down.
"This key has been past down from my mother, from my father, who got it from his mother, from her husband, and so on. Every Li has given it to another person they care about, preferably a girl."
She looked into his eyes. "You care about me?"
Syaoran smiled. "Of course. Why else would I take my beatings willingly when an enemy attacked you when we were younger? Because I cared, duh."
Sakura didn't exactly know what to say. (She also realized that there legs were wrapped up in each others and they were practically lying on the bed.) So when Syaoran leaned over toward her face to kiss her cheek, she pushed him away and out the door. She leaned on the other side.
She took a deep breath. 'Okay, just don't... don't get close to him anymore.' she slid down the door.
'You've full-filled your promise... so why aren't you happy?' Sakura rubbed her forehead. 'Stupid question. You know why.'
***
Li Syaoran couldn't believe that just happened. He walked to the kitchen, pulled out the chair and continually slammed his head on the polished wood table. Kero came out for a five 'o clock raid. He saw Syaoran and tapped his shoulder.
"Go away, Kero, I'm busy."
"Yeah, uh-huh, sure you are." he sat on the table. "What's wrong and what did you do to Sakura?"
Syaoran looked up. Maybe the fuzzball knew of affections. He suddenly felt like his chibi self, wanting a father to talk to about this stuff. He was about to tell him about Sakura when he heard a jiggling of the lock. Finally, the door was open, and Mei-Lin proudly walked with six or seven bags in each hand. Syaoran, being a gentleman, helped her with her bags and brought them to her room. Sakura heard the commotion and opened her door. Syaoran caught Sakura's eye and for a moment, he wanted to hold her in his arms.
"So, Syaoran, we heard we have our new roommate, right?" Mei-Lin called.
"Right." Syaoran called, without leaving Sakura's eye. He broke the contact and walked to Mei-Lin.
"So, who is it? I keep hearing that they are adorable." Mei-Lin asked giddily. Syaoran took a deep breath about to tell her who it was, when Sakura emerged from the hallway of rooms.
Mei-Lin frowned. Her face was so famil...
'Her eyes!'
"Sakura! What are you doing here?!?"
"I'm, ah... I'm your new roommate." Sakura said with a nervous smile. Kero flew up behind her.
"That's right, hon." Kero flew up behind her and grinned.
Mei-Lin didn't know whether to punch her lights out, or faint.
***
That night was the worst dinner ever. Unfortunately, it wasn't as if Sakura could forget it. She and Mei-Lin did most of the yelling. She flopped on her bed, images of her first dinner at college flooding her head.
***
"Now Syaoran," Mei-Lin began. They all sat down around the table, chopsticks in hand. "I want you to know that Sakura can't stay."
Syaoran, who was helping Sakura to her seat, whipped his head up. "Why not?"
"We can't have her stay, if we're going to... you know."
Sakura bowed her head. She shouldn't be hearing this.
"No, Mei-Lin. I don't know." he sat down at his seat.
"Well, if we want to be acquainted to each other properly-"
"What are you talking about?"
"We should have the love nest all to ourselves." she ignored him. "Since we are to be married after college."
Sakura's head swam. This wasn't happening. "Married?" she turned to Syaoran. "I thought that was over."
"Apparently, it isn't." Mei-Lin grinned. "Our family has decided that it would be best if we are wed."
"Doesn't Syaoran have any say so in this?"
"The Elders don't care. It is up to them to keep the bloodline... pure."
Sakura frowned. "Doesn't it bother you that you are a pawn in someone else's chessboard?"
"In my own chessboard, Miss Kinomoto," she put some yakisoba to her lips. "I am queen."
Sakura squared her jaw. "I'm not leaving, Mei-Lin."
"I don't think you have the authority to say that, Miss Kinomoto." Mei-Lin clicked her chopsticks towards her. "But until you leave, their are going to be some... guidelines..."
"Guidelines?" Sakura asked.
"Yes," she smiled. "First and foremost, as future wife of Syaoran, I believe it would be best if both he and I don't speak with you."
"Why not?" Syaoran seemed to have finally clued in.
"Because then we wouldn't have any interference." Mei-Lin thought for a moment. "Also, I feel it best if you don't trespass Syaoran or my rooms."
"Don't worry, Mei-Lin." Sakura frowned. "I don't see myself ever surrounding myself by anything you own."
"Finally, no one else is allowed in this house other than you and Kero."
"You have no domain on that, Mei-Lin." Syaoran said.
"Yes, I do." she replied. "I'm following the exact orders on what the Elders would probably want."
"Mei-Lin..." he growled.
"Yes, Love.""You are a sick, twisted bitch, Mei-Lin." Sakura stood up so fast, her chair knocked over. "You consider yourself queen and ride on a high horse." she pointed her finger at her. She had never been so angry in all her life. "I'll have you know that you won't be up there very long." and with that, she stormed out of the dining room and to her own. She had no idea how she was going to take that girl for four years.
She lazily got dressed for bed and went to sleep, easily.
Unbeknownst to Sakura, the Clow/Sakura book was glowing.
Beginning POV Sequence
Syaoran: Okay, I can take Mei-Lin and her b*tchy ways. I can take Sakura and her adorable ones. But why can't Sakura love me the way I love her?
Mei-Lin: Okay, this is not happening to me. I am not living with Sakura and that's final. I get out or she does.
Maybe I shouldn't say that out loud. You never know what plays in Syaoran and Sakura's minds when they are together.
Sakura: Touya's gonna kill Syaoran.
End of POV Sequence
Authoress' Rant: Why is the book glowing? Why doesn't Sakura want to get too close to Syaoran? If Mei-Lin and Syaoran are getting married, why does he love Sakura?
R&R- It doesn't mean Rock and Roll
Authoress' Rant: Oooo, Hello! Hiya's and no more goodbyeas. Um, think you know what's gonna happen? Er... maybe not, for I am very.... weird when it comes to things like this. (There in AMERICA!!!! WHOO HOOO!!!)
Begin POV Sequence
Sakura: Wow. Goodbye High School, Hello College. Goodbye house, Hello Dorm. Goodbye Family, Hello Freedom. Goodbye Touya and dad, Hello... well, since I wasn't allowed to be ten feet of the opposite sex for all of my life, I guess I'm allowed to say this...
HELLO BOYS!
Goodbye Syaoran... Hello...
Gee... I don't know what's good about that.
Syaoran: Usually, change sucks raw eggs. But this time, change might be on my side. The fact that I live in a house that's almost the same as Quatre Raberba Winner with enough sisters, cousins, nieces and nephews to make the army look like a one ring circus, I'm looking forward to college life. Especially in America, a country I haven't been to, ever! Yeah, Sakura often talked abo-
Sakura? Why did I think about....
I gave her the key.... I told my mom I had lost it... but... I need to give her that key.
What was the point... Though my heart aches, it's not like I'm going to see her again.
(sigh)
Mei-Lin: Going to college will be a blast! Syaoran is my roommate, we will be in one of the top schools ever and.....
I will be Syaoran's wife....
Touya: Why did she have to grow up? Why couldn't she be like the short, sweet, INNOCENT girl that I grew up with? I had a cow when she hit puberty, the first to go through it in her class. I hit the roof when I saw blood on the floor, now realizing that she could have children. (Periods... they hurt like hell)
Will she survive college?
Will I survive not knowing?
End POV Sequence
***
Sakura looked at the list Touya gave her as she walked to her dorm and smirked.
The Ten Commandments of Touya. (Things all girls, especially if there named Sakura, have light brown hair and green eyes, going to college, about eighteen right now, and INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL)
1. Boys are bad. Like drugs, they are addictive.
2. Do NOT be like the Nike commercial and do not 'Just Do It.'
3. Alcohol is okay once your twenty-one. As long as no boys are around.
4. Parties, Boys and Alcohol do not mix. In fact, be a social outcast.
5. If you find yourself in a situation where you wake up the next day in an unfamiliar place naked, you most-likely did 1-4 in one night.
6. If you did do number 5, I shall not kill you. I will kill the boy... if it is one.
7. Bars... Bars... Bars... just don't go there.
8. Love is something you can't haste. Love is blind, but your neighbors ain't.
9. Why don't you just be gay? It would calm me down so much.
10. Finally and Foremost. Repeat after me. I
"I." Sakura began.
Shall
"Shall."
Not
"Not."
Have
"Have."
A
"A."
Male
"Male."
Roommate
"Rooma- whoa!" Sakura shook her head and kept walking down the Hall. (yes, in college they don't have halls they have Halls and class halls that you walk through to get to class are called corridors)
"Touya has gone crazy." she rang the doorbell of room 374. "What does he think he's gonna do?"
Syaoran rolled his eyes and growled when he heard the door ring. He hoped that his fixed roommate, a la Mei-Lin, was home to answer it, but she wasn't. She was out shopping... again, but she had a key, so it wasn't her. He knew that people would be knocking, saying hello across the hall since it was the first day of college and his seventh day in America, but this was the tenth time today. Before he wasn't occupied, really, but this was getting ri-goddamn-diculous. In other words, he would have to get the door.
In the shower, or not.
He put on a towel around his waist and walked to the door. Without looking through the peephole, he opened the door.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?" he screamed. Then gulped.
'Oh my...'
"Sakura!"
"Syaoran!"
She turned around and he slammed the door. He turned and pressed his back against it and swallowed. 'This was not happening.' He thought as he ran a hand through his wet, unruly hair. 'This is some mixed up, weird, psychopathic dream that I am having because... well, I don't know why, but I'm having it because my conscious has decided to go haywire on me.'
Outside the door, Sakura was turned the other way from the door, frowning, but her mouth was wide open. Kero was in her backpack, acting like an ornament, but he saw everything.
"Okay, so you just saw Syaoran in nothing but a towel, with beads of water running down his chest and hairline. No reason to go nuts, right?" Sakura asked him. Kero rolled his eyes at the red hue over her nose.
"Yeah, right, uh-huh, sure Sakura, whatever you say." He crossed his arms and sat on her shoulder, with a frown on his face. Syaoran answered the door again. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
"Sakura, why are you here?" he tried not to look at her green eyes, though they were so inviting, so he concentrated on something else. Her long braid.... no, too close to her face and eyes... her... green halter top... nope, that wouldn't work. Her tight black, bellbottoms.... that definitely wouldn't work. This was getting worse. How about one of her bookbag ornaments.
Kero...
'Kero?'
Kero (three Keros!) sat on her shoulder, a scowl on his face. No, this wasn't going to be the most pleasant school year.
"Oh, I, uh." Sakura fumbled with a piece of paper in her hands. "This is..." she frowned and turned it right-side up. "This is room 374, right?"
Syaoran sighed. This might be a problem.
"Yeah..."
"Well," she began. "I guess I'm your roommate."
Syaoran stopped the urge (urge? URRRGGGEEE!!! (GOT THE URGE TO HERBAL)
to roll his eyes. "I already have a roommate..."
Sakura smiled slightly, "The school told me that they were having problems and that so many people passed the entrance exam that some were to have three in a room." Sakura explained. She could feel him staring at her and it was nerve racking. Finally, he gave in. He had heard a rumor about that. He was about to bend over and help her with her things, when she smirked.
That's when he remembered that he was worse for wear. He grabbed his towel and went inside. He pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a belt when he came back and helped her with her things and put them in the third room, which was ment to be a guest room, but they could use it as Sakura's room. She sighed, and thought for a moment, while he was still in her room. She looked at his chest again and smiled. She walked over to him and touched her gift.
"You still have this." she touched it with her left hand, tracing the ring with her fingertips. Syaoran lightly took her hand and looked down. The gold ring was on her ring finger. He lifted an eyebrow and she blushed.
"I just thought that it was sweet to put it there, that's all." Sakura explained, while wringing her finger. Syaoran nodded, though he had on a smile that couldn't be wiped away.
"I bet you don't have..."
"The key?" Sakura smiled and pulled out the key from under her shirt. She pulled it over her head and taped Syaoran's chest, right at his heart, with the tip of it. "You think you know me SOOOO well, Li. I think I know you better than you know me."
Syaoran smiled at the usage of his last name. "Actually, Kinomoto, I was going to say that you don't have the stuffed animal.
A glint of fire rolled into her eyes. She bent over and pulled out her backpack. In the front pocket, Sakura pulled out the TY and handed it to Syaoran. He looked it over, proud that it was practically in mint condition. He handed it back.
"Well, Mr. Cynical and Untrusting One, once again, I prove to know way more about you than you do me." she smiled.
"When am I not Mr. Punctuality?" He smirked. "Besides, I don't think you know me very well, for if you did, you would know what the key was for."
Sakura frowned. He got her, this time.
"What IS the key for?"
He grinned, and his full-on smile made warning bells in her heart.
"You know when you need it." he sat on the edge of the bed and patted the side next to him. She sat down.
"This key has been past down from my mother, from my father, who got it from his mother, from her husband, and so on. Every Li has given it to another person they care about, preferably a girl."
She looked into his eyes. "You care about me?"
Syaoran smiled. "Of course. Why else would I take my beatings willingly when an enemy attacked you when we were younger? Because I cared, duh."
Sakura didn't exactly know what to say. (She also realized that there legs were wrapped up in each others and they were practically lying on the bed.) So when Syaoran leaned over toward her face to kiss her cheek, she pushed him away and out the door. She leaned on the other side.
She took a deep breath. 'Okay, just don't... don't get close to him anymore.' she slid down the door.
'You've full-filled your promise... so why aren't you happy?' Sakura rubbed her forehead. 'Stupid question. You know why.'
***
Li Syaoran couldn't believe that just happened. He walked to the kitchen, pulled out the chair and continually slammed his head on the polished wood table. Kero came out for a five 'o clock raid. He saw Syaoran and tapped his shoulder.
"Go away, Kero, I'm busy."
"Yeah, uh-huh, sure you are." he sat on the table. "What's wrong and what did you do to Sakura?"
Syaoran looked up. Maybe the fuzzball knew of affections. He suddenly felt like his chibi self, wanting a father to talk to about this stuff. He was about to tell him about Sakura when he heard a jiggling of the lock. Finally, the door was open, and Mei-Lin proudly walked with six or seven bags in each hand. Syaoran, being a gentleman, helped her with her bags and brought them to her room. Sakura heard the commotion and opened her door. Syaoran caught Sakura's eye and for a moment, he wanted to hold her in his arms.
"So, Syaoran, we heard we have our new roommate, right?" Mei-Lin called.
"Right." Syaoran called, without leaving Sakura's eye. He broke the contact and walked to Mei-Lin.
"So, who is it? I keep hearing that they are adorable." Mei-Lin asked giddily. Syaoran took a deep breath about to tell her who it was, when Sakura emerged from the hallway of rooms.
Mei-Lin frowned. Her face was so famil...
'Her eyes!'
"Sakura! What are you doing here?!?"
"I'm, ah... I'm your new roommate." Sakura said with a nervous smile. Kero flew up behind her.
"That's right, hon." Kero flew up behind her and grinned.
Mei-Lin didn't know whether to punch her lights out, or faint.
***
That night was the worst dinner ever. Unfortunately, it wasn't as if Sakura could forget it. She and Mei-Lin did most of the yelling. She flopped on her bed, images of her first dinner at college flooding her head.
***
"Now Syaoran," Mei-Lin began. They all sat down around the table, chopsticks in hand. "I want you to know that Sakura can't stay."
Syaoran, who was helping Sakura to her seat, whipped his head up. "Why not?"
"We can't have her stay, if we're going to... you know."
Sakura bowed her head. She shouldn't be hearing this.
"No, Mei-Lin. I don't know." he sat down at his seat.
"Well, if we want to be acquainted to each other properly-"
"What are you talking about?"
"We should have the love nest all to ourselves." she ignored him. "Since we are to be married after college."
Sakura's head swam. This wasn't happening. "Married?" she turned to Syaoran. "I thought that was over."
"Apparently, it isn't." Mei-Lin grinned. "Our family has decided that it would be best if we are wed."
"Doesn't Syaoran have any say so in this?"
"The Elders don't care. It is up to them to keep the bloodline... pure."
Sakura frowned. "Doesn't it bother you that you are a pawn in someone else's chessboard?"
"In my own chessboard, Miss Kinomoto," she put some yakisoba to her lips. "I am queen."
Sakura squared her jaw. "I'm not leaving, Mei-Lin."
"I don't think you have the authority to say that, Miss Kinomoto." Mei-Lin clicked her chopsticks towards her. "But until you leave, their are going to be some... guidelines..."
"Guidelines?" Sakura asked.
"Yes," she smiled. "First and foremost, as future wife of Syaoran, I believe it would be best if both he and I don't speak with you."
"Why not?" Syaoran seemed to have finally clued in.
"Because then we wouldn't have any interference." Mei-Lin thought for a moment. "Also, I feel it best if you don't trespass Syaoran or my rooms."
"Don't worry, Mei-Lin." Sakura frowned. "I don't see myself ever surrounding myself by anything you own."
"Finally, no one else is allowed in this house other than you and Kero."
"You have no domain on that, Mei-Lin." Syaoran said.
"Yes, I do." she replied. "I'm following the exact orders on what the Elders would probably want."
"Mei-Lin..." he growled.
"Yes, Love.""You are a sick, twisted bitch, Mei-Lin." Sakura stood up so fast, her chair knocked over. "You consider yourself queen and ride on a high horse." she pointed her finger at her. She had never been so angry in all her life. "I'll have you know that you won't be up there very long." and with that, she stormed out of the dining room and to her own. She had no idea how she was going to take that girl for four years.
She lazily got dressed for bed and went to sleep, easily.
Unbeknownst to Sakura, the Clow/Sakura book was glowing.
Beginning POV Sequence
Syaoran: Okay, I can take Mei-Lin and her b*tchy ways. I can take Sakura and her adorable ones. But why can't Sakura love me the way I love her?
Mei-Lin: Okay, this is not happening to me. I am not living with Sakura and that's final. I get out or she does.
Maybe I shouldn't say that out loud. You never know what plays in Syaoran and Sakura's minds when they are together.
Sakura: Touya's gonna kill Syaoran.
End of POV Sequence
Authoress' Rant: Why is the book glowing? Why doesn't Sakura want to get too close to Syaoran? If Mei-Lin and Syaoran are getting married, why does he love Sakura?
R&R- It doesn't mean Rock and Roll