Chapter 7: Midnight Run (hee hee)
Authoress' Rant: It's Martin Luther King Jr.'s B-day, I'm sick and it's 12:23 in the morning. I'll be damned if you tell me that I'm not dedicated to my work.
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Sakura: Upstairs in my bed, the new one, next to Tomoyo and Kawaii, the dance was a fuzzy haze. I think I'll let Syaoran have me...
No... I can't. I'm bound by it.
Syaoran: Maybe... just maybe I'll win Sakura's heart. WHEN I do, I'll be the happiest man alive... (sigh)
Then why do I feel so empty?
Touya: Usually, I don't ask people for help. I'm more of a 'do-it myself' sorta guy.
But now, I wanna know...
What's a guy to do?
Yukito: He doesn't care about me... or at least that's his body language.
Tomoyo: I can't sleep. I can't eat. I can't do anything. It just... doesn't feel right.
Kawaii: (snore) (God, I wanna do that right now!)
Eriol: ...
Tomoyo shot straight up, gasping for breath. The clock flashed 12:23am (Gee, where did I get THAT from?) They were, all three of the girls, were in sleeping bags on the floor in the living room. Sakura did the same, two seconds later. Kawaii opened her eyes, her back still on the bag.
"Whazzit, you guyzzz?" Her words slurred. Then she shot up as well. All three looked to the door. The lock jiggled open and a figure stood at the door, a light coming from their hand.
Kawaii yelled. "Robber!"
Tomoyo screamed. "Burglar!"
Sakura screeched. "GHOST!"
The other two looked to the third, dumbfounded.
"What? Oh come on, you guys were thinking that, too!"
The person at the door reached over and tried to turned on the lights by the frame. Nothing happened.
They turned to the girls, huddled in the corner.
"Umm... the school just had a power-shortage..." Yukito smiled, in his light blue and white striped PJs, at the girls. "Are you guys okay?"
"Fine," Kawaii grinned. "This could be a girl.... person's night out."
"You sure?" Yukito asked. "I didn't mean to intrude."
"Sure," Tomoyo (Wow... I almost called her Madison. I must be tired.) patted a seat on the couch. "Sit, stay."
Yukito sat, Tomoyo sitting at one-side, Kawaii on the floor, and Sakura on his right.
Yukito sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Sakura, can I ask you a question?"
Sakura sat up straighter, though her bed was calling her. (as is mine) "Sure."
Yukito bit his lip. He didn't want to offend her. "Is there something wrong with your brother, emotional-wise?"
"Umm... I don't know... why?"
Yukito sighed, again. "Did he tell you I broke it off with him?"
Sakura frowned. They were always so happy, like a super-couple. "Why?"
"Well... he's just not what I'm looking for... he use to be... but when you went off to college, trouble started. He just was overly obsessed about you and other things off the topic of our relationship that we just never became romantically involved ever again. I just had to, he was always doing something else and putting me off for something else."
(Kasualyte: Just like I'm gonna put this off until later... this morning.
K-chan: come on, K-channy, time for bed. We'll have dialated chicken soup tonight if you do.
K-channy: ALRIGHT!
Silver Child: Dear GOD, 7 year olds are gulliable!)
(K-channy: Hey, I'm back! It's 8:10 am on Martin Luther King Jr.'s B-day... On with the writing!!!)
Sakura smiled, ruefully. "Maybe he's not the affectionate type..."
Meanwhile, Touya, Syaoran, and Eriol stood outside the door. They had come to warn the girls about the powerout. Touya's hand was grasping the doorknob ever so tightly, but for some reason, he couldn't twist his hand to open it.
Tears burned and brimmed at his eyes. He bit his lip, trying not to cry in front of the younger two.
"Come on, Touya... open the door." Syaoran whispered.
Touya placed his finger to his lips and pressed his ear to the door, quieting the other two.
"Maybe he's just worried about... you know, everything..." Tomoyo answered. "The thing is, he's just an over-protective brother... Though he could loosen up..."
"Yeah, I guess." Yuki-kun sighed and looked pointedly at Tomoyo. "At least your boyfriend actually cares actually cares about you."
"First of all, Eriol is not my boyfriend... and I have a feeling he never will be."
Kawaii frowned. "How come?"
"Well... let's just say that he doesn't respect me the way I want to be respected."
"But, that's the way he's always been..." Sakura argued.
"He's constantly acting stupid and playing jokes that don't really need to be played..."
"I guess his trying to be funny." Yukito shrugged.
Tomoyo's temper was rising, as was her voice. "He just needs to... I dunno... GROW UP!"
Everyone was silent. They didn't know how to rebound that attack.
Her hands clutched her sleeping bag as if it was a lifeline. She shuddered as tears fell from her face. Sakura put a sisterly arm around her shoulders. It was awhile until anyone said anything.
Touya dropped his hand from the doorknob, which was slick from his sweat and unexpected tears. He wiped his hand onto his pants before turning to the other two guys.
Eriol's mouth was opening and closing as he thought of something to say. Finally, he closed it, his brows knitted.
Syaoran looked a lot like he did when he was younger; a frown upon his face, lost in thought.
"Yes, well... at least you can talk to your boyfriend... at least you can have one." Sakura said softly.
Yukito smiled. "Touya is a very over-protective brother. You said so yourself."
"It's not that."
Tomoyo touched her shoulder. "What is it, Sakura? What made you push Syaoran away?"
(K-channy: hmmm... I think I'll stop...
Kasualyte, Silver Child and K-chan: NO!
K-channy: Okay)
"It's not my brother at all... It's my mother."
(K-channy: Now I'll end it.)
Syaoran: Huh?
Tomoyo: Ah well, It's out in the open. Try to guess what she means in Kasualyte's reviews.
Kawaii: Her mother? (blinks) I wasn't prepared for this.
Eriol: I knew it! That had to be the reason.
Yukito: (cockes head to the side like all cute snow bunnies should)
Sakura: (sniffle)
K-channy: I'm not writing another letter until I get at least five reviews... PLEASE!
Kasualyte: see ya
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Authoress' Rant: It's Martin Luther King Jr.'s B-day, I'm sick and it's 12:23 in the morning. I'll be damned if you tell me that I'm not dedicated to my work.
Start POV Sequence
Sakura: Upstairs in my bed, the new one, next to Tomoyo and Kawaii, the dance was a fuzzy haze. I think I'll let Syaoran have me...
No... I can't. I'm bound by it.
Syaoran: Maybe... just maybe I'll win Sakura's heart. WHEN I do, I'll be the happiest man alive... (sigh)
Then why do I feel so empty?
Touya: Usually, I don't ask people for help. I'm more of a 'do-it myself' sorta guy.
But now, I wanna know...
What's a guy to do?
Yukito: He doesn't care about me... or at least that's his body language.
Tomoyo: I can't sleep. I can't eat. I can't do anything. It just... doesn't feel right.
Kawaii: (snore) (God, I wanna do that right now!)
Eriol: ...
Tomoyo shot straight up, gasping for breath. The clock flashed 12:23am (Gee, where did I get THAT from?) They were, all three of the girls, were in sleeping bags on the floor in the living room. Sakura did the same, two seconds later. Kawaii opened her eyes, her back still on the bag.
"Whazzit, you guyzzz?" Her words slurred. Then she shot up as well. All three looked to the door. The lock jiggled open and a figure stood at the door, a light coming from their hand.
Kawaii yelled. "Robber!"
Tomoyo screamed. "Burglar!"
Sakura screeched. "GHOST!"
The other two looked to the third, dumbfounded.
"What? Oh come on, you guys were thinking that, too!"
The person at the door reached over and tried to turned on the lights by the frame. Nothing happened.
They turned to the girls, huddled in the corner.
"Umm... the school just had a power-shortage..." Yukito smiled, in his light blue and white striped PJs, at the girls. "Are you guys okay?"
"Fine," Kawaii grinned. "This could be a girl.... person's night out."
"You sure?" Yukito asked. "I didn't mean to intrude."
"Sure," Tomoyo (Wow... I almost called her Madison. I must be tired.) patted a seat on the couch. "Sit, stay."
Yukito sat, Tomoyo sitting at one-side, Kawaii on the floor, and Sakura on his right.
Yukito sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Sakura, can I ask you a question?"
Sakura sat up straighter, though her bed was calling her. (as is mine) "Sure."
Yukito bit his lip. He didn't want to offend her. "Is there something wrong with your brother, emotional-wise?"
"Umm... I don't know... why?"
Yukito sighed, again. "Did he tell you I broke it off with him?"
Sakura frowned. They were always so happy, like a super-couple. "Why?"
"Well... he's just not what I'm looking for... he use to be... but when you went off to college, trouble started. He just was overly obsessed about you and other things off the topic of our relationship that we just never became romantically involved ever again. I just had to, he was always doing something else and putting me off for something else."
(Kasualyte: Just like I'm gonna put this off until later... this morning.
K-chan: come on, K-channy, time for bed. We'll have dialated chicken soup tonight if you do.
K-channy: ALRIGHT!
Silver Child: Dear GOD, 7 year olds are gulliable!)
(K-channy: Hey, I'm back! It's 8:10 am on Martin Luther King Jr.'s B-day... On with the writing!!!)
Sakura smiled, ruefully. "Maybe he's not the affectionate type..."
Meanwhile, Touya, Syaoran, and Eriol stood outside the door. They had come to warn the girls about the powerout. Touya's hand was grasping the doorknob ever so tightly, but for some reason, he couldn't twist his hand to open it.
Tears burned and brimmed at his eyes. He bit his lip, trying not to cry in front of the younger two.
"Come on, Touya... open the door." Syaoran whispered.
Touya placed his finger to his lips and pressed his ear to the door, quieting the other two.
"Maybe he's just worried about... you know, everything..." Tomoyo answered. "The thing is, he's just an over-protective brother... Though he could loosen up..."
"Yeah, I guess." Yuki-kun sighed and looked pointedly at Tomoyo. "At least your boyfriend actually cares actually cares about you."
"First of all, Eriol is not my boyfriend... and I have a feeling he never will be."
Kawaii frowned. "How come?"
"Well... let's just say that he doesn't respect me the way I want to be respected."
"But, that's the way he's always been..." Sakura argued.
"He's constantly acting stupid and playing jokes that don't really need to be played..."
"I guess his trying to be funny." Yukito shrugged.
Tomoyo's temper was rising, as was her voice. "He just needs to... I dunno... GROW UP!"
Everyone was silent. They didn't know how to rebound that attack.
Her hands clutched her sleeping bag as if it was a lifeline. She shuddered as tears fell from her face. Sakura put a sisterly arm around her shoulders. It was awhile until anyone said anything.
Touya dropped his hand from the doorknob, which was slick from his sweat and unexpected tears. He wiped his hand onto his pants before turning to the other two guys.
Eriol's mouth was opening and closing as he thought of something to say. Finally, he closed it, his brows knitted.
Syaoran looked a lot like he did when he was younger; a frown upon his face, lost in thought.
"Yes, well... at least you can talk to your boyfriend... at least you can have one." Sakura said softly.
Yukito smiled. "Touya is a very over-protective brother. You said so yourself."
"It's not that."
Tomoyo touched her shoulder. "What is it, Sakura? What made you push Syaoran away?"
(K-channy: hmmm... I think I'll stop...
Kasualyte, Silver Child and K-chan: NO!
K-channy: Okay)
"It's not my brother at all... It's my mother."
(K-channy: Now I'll end it.)
Syaoran: Huh?
Tomoyo: Ah well, It's out in the open. Try to guess what she means in Kasualyte's reviews.
Kawaii: Her mother? (blinks) I wasn't prepared for this.
Eriol: I knew it! That had to be the reason.
Yukito: (cockes head to the side like all cute snow bunnies should)
Sakura: (sniffle)
K-channy: I'm not writing another letter until I get at least five reviews... PLEASE!
Kasualyte: see ya
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