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Author and ©: silent moments

Chapter three

Started: February 19, 2004.

Ended: July 13, 2004

-Sakura's home-

Sakura dragged her key into winning the heart of Eriol Hiirigazawa. This was her way in! The honey brown hair girl dragged him into her home. Banging the door open, she forced him into her home.

Syaoran looked at the house he was in. It was a little brownish yellow house. Inside were plain white walls, with pictures of their family history. Looking towards a picture of a young Sakura and a young Tomoyo. Blushing, at the sight, he asked. "What am I doing here?" he asked as the girl closed the door shut.

She smiled at him, "I need your help." Taking off her shoes, she placed them by the door. "And I think you definitely need my help too." she stated. Grabbing his hand she dragged him up the stairs.

"Sakura is that you?"

The girl stopped. It was her brother, Touya. "Oh. No…" she quietly said to herself. If he knew that a boy was with her right now, she will never hear the end of it. Let alone, it was a dork too. Looking at Syaoran he was beet red. Wondering why he was blushing hard, "What is wrong with you?"

Syaoran looked away and pointed toward her hand, holding his. Her fingers were laced with his, instead of cup. Sakura rolled her eyes, that is what he was blushing about? 'Gosh, what a total loser…' This was not her first time to hold a guy's hand before. It was just holding hands. Glaring at him, for being so immature she continued to run into her room.

"Sakura?"

Shutting the door closed, then locking it. As soon as she closed it, a knock was heard. She gulped. What was she going to do now?

"Kaijuu? What are you hiding?"

"Onii-chan…. I am not hiding anything."

Looking at the boy in her room, she couldn't hide him anywhere. Her closet was too small, her bed was not big enough for him, and her desk could not hide him at all. Cursing again, she called out to her brother.

"You are lying. Now open the door!"

Gloom filled within her, today was not her day. "I am not hiding anything, you moron! What the hell are you asking me that anyways?! I have nothing to hide!"

"Are you PMSing?"

The two teenagers blushed a deep red. "Shut up Touya!" She yelled out. Silence was then heard. Thinking he left, Sakura let out a deep breathe. Her brother was always getting on to her.

"Gosh, what-"

Suddenly Sakura heard a set of keys jingling. "What the fuck…?" The doorknob turned, and to her horror, he was opening it. 'Damn.' Quickly she scanned the room, but looking at the door leading to her bathroom she quickly grabbed the boy and the two went in the bathroom.

Closing the door, she locked it. She could hear her brother calling her name and asking again what she was hiding. Again she said she wasn't. A knock was heard at her bathroom door.

Looking where to hide Syaoran, she could find only one answer. Would she actually do it?

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Touya looked around her room, only to find the girly things a girl would have. Looking under her bed, her closet, and her desk, he found nothing unusual. "Kaijuu, are you in the shower?" He already knew that answer, but it was just to stall time to look around more.

The bathroom door opened to find Sakura only dressed in a little pink towel, her hair let down, all tangled up, and in a pair of pink bathroom slippers. Pushing her hair away from her face, she breathed heavily.

"See, I can't have privacy in my bathroom! Here I am trying to get a shower, and my brother is checking up on me. Jeez, big brothers these days, can't they let a girl take a shower?"

Although she seemed convincing, he was still skeptical of this, "What are you hiding?" As her big brother, he rushed into her bathroom, to find a mess. Make-up and dirty clothes were scattered. Steam was building in, her mirrors fogged up. Touya marched in there, still not convinced.

Looking at the shower curtain, he could sense something odd. A little sound was heard as the water went down. Touya looked at his sister who just stood there as he looks.

"Touya, sto-" but it was far too late. He pushed the shower curtain aside, seeing a boy there, red from the heat. He coughed and wheezed. The chestnut hair boy stared wide eye.

Touya grabbed the boy. "What the hell are you doing with my sister?!" Anger took over the twenty-three old year boy. He punched him in the stomach, while Syaoran punched back. The two started to fight.

Sakura had to admit, the dork, was pretty good. But seeing the fight getting more aggressive, she could only do what she could do.

"Otou-san!"

Call for help….

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The living room was now occupied. With two teenagers on the black leather sofa, an overprotective twenty-three year old brother sat between them.

First was Syaoran Li, he sat on the couch scowling. His hair still wet and was now messy from the water, his face blushing a beet red. Wearing, from the closet of Touya, a pair of blue pajama bottoms, with yellow ducks around swimming, and a white muscle tee top, clearly showing off his toned body.

Next, was Touya Kinomoto, with a smug look on his face? (Since he did not want to wear his other clothes) Wearing dry, clean clothes. Dark blue pajama bottoms and a very large T-shirt, with a sword in the middle.

Last, but not least, was Sakura Kinomoto. Her emerald eyes burned with anger. She now wore a tight small gray tank top, showing off a bit of midriff. Wearing gray and white sweatpants, with the word, kill on the bottom.

Sakura was sitting down on the sofa next to Touya, staring at Syaoran. Boy, was she surprised at Syaoran's natural features.

"Who's the brat?" Touya could not help but ask the question irritably as Sakura gawked at the Chinese brat, as in Touya's mind. The two siblings then began to bicker and argue.

"Onii-chan…" she whined. "Could you freaking shut the hell up? Ugh…" she continued to whine, rolling her eyes along with it. Touya squinted his eyes at her and began to scold her.

"You shut up, Kaijuu."

"Don't call me that!"

"Kaijuu, kaijuu, kaijuu!"

"Shut up, shut up!"

"Kaijuu, kaijuu! Kaijuu."

"Otou-san!"

"Is that all you can do? Call Otou-san?"

"Well, stupid. I am still in high school! You were supposed to be at your apartment of yours!"

"You idiot! We can't afford it."

"Well, it is not my fault. I should have gotten a job. You on the other hand couldn't keep one very long."

"Be quiet. At least I have a scholarship, for college. I am studying in law school. When I was your age I had a scholarship to the Academy. You didn't get one, Otou-san is paying whole price."

She slapped him in the back of his head, her eyes twitching. "You shut up!"

"You both shut up." Syaoran could not help but say it. The two arguing was getting on his nerves. They would repeat then start a little conversation, and then the whole thing would go all over again. Giving him much annoyance.

Over and over again.

Touya and Sakura raised an eyebrow. The amber-eyed boy actually told them to shut up? Well that was the wrong choice.

"Eh? Who the hell are you telling us to shut up? This is our home, and we could do anything we want. Right Touya?" She scowled right out. Touya nodded, she was right this was their home.

"What? You think this is your home. It's actually your father's. He works to keep it doesn't he? You." Pointing towards the jet-black hair boy, he stated. "Tell me, you only work for your things only. Your clothes. Your stuff."

Sakura, who was staring at her classmate, actually noticed he actually looked kind of cute with messy hair (instead of combed). Can you say Hottie High? His face looked pretty good, compared to what he hid behind his glasses everyday, and, well minus the blushing. His body was toned, giving him a manly body look. But the pajama bottoms kinda twisted it a bit. Still giving him a dorky look. She decided not to look at the pajama bottoms anymore, as it gave the whole look away. The manly attitude gave a more empowering feeling.

Rolling her eyes it was sort of a whole transformation, but he wasn't Eriol. Oh, yes! Eriol! The manly god, who must have been sent down from Mt. Olympus. She then wandered away from her thoughts, remembering the situation now. She growled in frustration, pushing her head in front of Touya, yelling. "Well, excuse me for your so called lecture, but we didn't ask for it. Puh-lease!" she slurred at the last fragment. "By the way, that was really so corny!"

Syaoran, by the way, took the challenge. She brought him here, against his will. He could call this kidnapping. "Well, if you actually look at it is right. You, idiosyncratic girl."

Touya raised an eyebrow at the word for sure his sister wouldn't understand that! He saw Sakura turn red from anger, knowing that she didn't understand what he just said. He chuckled mentally at the thought. Maybe this kid wasn't so bad. True, he was a bit freaky when he first saw him, but he had to admit, you could say that the kid grows on ya.

He then turned back to the two teens and just watch the two fight. It was funny. He then couldn't take it anymore, but started laughing at the scene in front of him. He definitely could possibly like this little Chinese brat.

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Sakura scoffed. "What the hell you are saying?! Bad language is not allowed in this household! Take that mouth of yours and wash it!"

"You are dumber than you look." Syaoran said annoyed at Sakura, for her instability of learning. "Idiosyncratic?" He laughed out, shaking his head in sympathy. "It is not bad language. Decorous language is more of the language I use."

Her eyes began to spin. "Too much big words…"

"For your information, wee hooded one, he only said two!" Touya chuckled holding up his middle and index finger at her.

Grabbing a small pillow behind her, she slammed it onto his face. "Considering it is still more than one!"

"Wow, considering? Didn't know you actually know that term. Encore, I say, a very big word in your vocabulary. Tell me another word."

Sakura's eyes began to twitch; she slowly walked up to him with a mischievous grin plastered on her face. Her hands were poised to strangle him and her head cocked turning insanely towards him. Like the 'Exorcist'. Her voice turned low, wheezing her words out. "Why you little, bas-"

"Illegitimate I prefer." Syaoran said triumphantly. He crossed his arms across his chest, a cocky grin plastered on his face.

"ILLEGITIMATE?!" she said, making it obvious she had no clue what the word meant. "I'll show you illegitimate." she screamed at the top of her lungs, she then lunged him, grabbing his neck. Trying to squeeze the life out of him.

"Die!" she screeched like a banshee. "Die!" she continued to squeeze his neck, as he was starting to turn blue. "Die!" she continued to chant, his eyes began to bulge out.

Touya then saw that it was enough and grabbed Sakura, trying to pull her away. But. She just wouldn't let go.

"Die!" she continued to chant.

Touya continued to pull, but every time he took a step back with Sakura, she was dragging Syaoran along with her. Touya continued to pull and saw that Syaoran was gasping for oxygen.

"Dude! I don't know your name and all." Touya called at Syaoran, since they were never introduced. "But why---" he continued. "--- Won't you fight back!" he said with exhaustion.

Syaoran's blue face now had his tongue hanging out, like a dog, and gasping for air. "My mother --" he then gasped for more air. "Said not to fight a girl," he gasped for more air. "No matter how - vile she is!" he breathed in again.

Boy did he make a mistake.

Sakura's eyes began to grip him tighter. "Boy! You call me one more name I don't understand, I'll make sure your body is never found." she said. "Touya!" she remembered. "Let go of m---" but was cut off.

Syaoran being the being that he is decided to scream for help. These two Kinomotos were definitely not going to make any progress with the situation. He then saw a man standing at the entrance of the living room, looking at the his children and the guest. So he started to call for help to his savior.

"Please." Syaoran gasped as he started to loose air. "Amelioration is needed here." he wheezed.

Sakura looked more bewildered. "That's it!" she screeched not knowing the man standing by the door. She kicked Touya off of her, making him land on the black sofa. "Today is your death!" she lunged at him, making them both fall to the floor.

Syaoran was now lying on the ground on his back, with Sakura sitting on top of his stomach. She began to pound his head against the hard surface, while his head hanged lazily, seeing it was no use.

"Sakura Kinomoto!" said a thundering voice.

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First was Touya, sitting there laughing. Although it looked as if the moment was dreadful, it was funny. No matter how melodramatic the scene was, it was just funny.

There laid Syaoran Li, on the paramedics' stretcher, with an oxygen mask. The boy gasped for air, his eyes closed. "God, I am coming soon." he coughed out. Everyone gasped at the poor boy.

Sakura, however, was with a police officer, handcuffed. She growled in frustration. Rolling her eyes, 'He is faking it. I know it. That fucking-'

"Sakura? You Sakura Kinomoto?" a police officer asked behind her.

The emerald eye girl looked towards the police officer that had called her name. As the police walked towards her, she gawked. Again, a hunky officer was walking her way. Now could you say hottie! Damn the officer was fine. Looked like an officer of the age of twenty-six.

Now Sakura was a sucker for a man in uniform.

Remembering all her crushes back of her years, the pilot when she went to the America. The navy person who saved her went she fell into the ocean by accident. The lifeguard she woke up to when she went swimming a bit too far. The mailman! O yeah….

"Hi…" the emerald eye girl said dreamily.

Sakura was an odd person when it comes into falling in love. She was always looking for love in the wrong places. They all told her a painful excuse that had hurt her too much, "I have a wife."

Especially when the mailman stated: "I have a husband."

Boy, that was just plain sad.

When she finally met Eriol, she was sure that he was the one! That Eriol would be her future husband. He was sweet, charming, handsome, gorgeous and totally perfect.

She just needed that stupid dumbass to help her.

"Excuse me, miss, but we need to ask you some questions. Now, the people next door called, sayin' that you were trying to kill this young man?"

Sakura looked at the police officer again, she wasn't even listening to him. "Hi…" she said again. Drooling a bit, she continued to stare continuously. He was too dreamy for her to handle.

What about Eriol? Oh, she could put him on stand-by. Broken out of her thoughts, she felt her wrists free from metal. Looking dumbly at her wrists she heard the officer.

"I see it was a misunderstanding." He stated as he walked towards the police car. Sakura stared dumbly at him. "Good day." he said and started the engine.

Her eye twitches again. As her instincts came back, she ran towards him. "No! I did want to kill him! Take me with you!"

The officer drove away, the area started to clear. Another man in uniform had broken her heart. Damn.

"You should be thanking your brother for telling the story. But if it weren't for your father I am not pressing charges against you."

Holding a fist at him and grabbing the collar of her shirt, "You, bastard! Why I ought a-"

"Sakura, that is enough. I don't know what has gotten into you."

She turned towards her father. There was nothing wrong with her! All she wanted was to get the perfect date for prom and rub it into Tomoyo's face.

Well, that wasn't the plan anymore.

"Otou-san… it was just a little prank! Right Touya?" she ran towards the jet-black hair man.

"Bad, Kaijuu. Nuh-uh." Touya stated in a baby way. He crossed his arms on his chest. He smirked; this was going to be fun. "How can you say that, when you could have killed this young man here, when you brought him as a guest."

Syaoran raised an eyebrow. The two Kinomotos would never end.

Sakura's eye twitched. Again. How dare her stupid, idiotic, dumbass of a brother, wouldn't take her side. Looking towards the man you she called Otou-san, she had taken gloom.

"May I ask, what exactly had happened?" Her father asked. Staring down at his only daughter. He looked angry. And that rarely happened.

Looking towards her hands, then at her wrist. "Daddy. He hurt me…" Pointing at Touya, she began to cry. She showed her wrists, which were only slightly pink.

"Just tell me what had happened." He knew better. Sakura would only act as a child to stall time.

The auburn hair girl gawked. It didn't work. She breathed in. Breathed out. Everyone waited for an answer. What was she going to say? She wanted the stupid dork to come over and help her get the dream guy? That she wanted to get back at her so called best friend. "So, what's for dinner?" she asked out of the blue.

Fujitaka placed a hand on his forehead. What was he going to do with her? She was never serious. He turned away from her, walking back towards the house. "Sakura, I am disappointed in you." She was definitely a problem child. "Maybe I should have sent you to your aunt's house."

She turned away from everyone, rolling her eyes. She hated her aunt Vickie. Her father had wanted to her to go there to be a young woman, with the entire moral shit. Aunt Vickie was a beautiful elderly woman, but had a strict personality. She was like those old fashion women, saying that men should work, and women should do house work. He had said no in the beginning. But now, she was sure he was going to send her.

Touya began to feel sorry for his sister. Maybe he shouldn't have said that. "Sakura, I'm-" Grabbing her in for a hug, she sharply pushed away. "Don't touch me." She hated her life. Everything had to go wrong for her. "Well, go ahead, and send me to Aunt Vickie's" Over exaggerating she said.

Syaoran looked at her, now feeling sorry. Sure she was acting like an arrogant child, but he had to admit, her father's world was harsh. Sending her away.

Sakura looked at him. Her emerald eyes glared at him. "Stay out of this. It doesn't concern you." his classmate stated. Walking away she turned towards them walking backwards.

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She sat on the swing in Tomodoe park. Sakura swung herself. She had nowhere to go. Not to Tomoyo's, not the mall (since she was in home clothes.). Maybe she should go towards the homeless shelter? No, that was stupid…

Maybe I should have sent you to your aunt's house.

"It's going to be like military school…" Tears stream down. Frowning at her self for crying, she kicked the ground. "Why do I have to go? It's not like aunt Vickie would want me…"

"Cause they care for you."

Surprised by the sudden statement she turned sharply. It was the dork. Still wearing the clothes of her brother, and now he was wearing his glasses again. She turned away from him not talking.

"You must be cold, am I right?" He sat in the next swing placing a coat on her. She took it off hastily, then glaring at him. "I don't need your charity."

He laughed at her. "It's not my coat. Your father gave me this to give to you."

"Pfft… Yea right… as if my father would do that." she sat on the swing again. Okay, maybe he he would do that… she thought while she bit her lip. She was cold… and the coat does look like her dad's…

So…

It wouldn't be like she would shame her dignity.

She turned to him; he nudged her to take the coat. Bringing her face closer smiling. "Y'know, you look much cuter if you take your glasses off." Syaoran blushed at the words of her. Placing back his glasses on again he turned away hoping not to let her see him.

Standing up, Sakura stood in front of him. Crouching down, Sakura looked at him, taking off his glasses off. As he faced her, "And maybe hot if you act more confident. I'm sorry, but you really, really act like a complete dork." she stated.

Her face was too close for comfort. "Maybe if you don't gel your hair like that, it would look way hotter." She ruffled his hair, making it a bit messy. "You'll attract more girls that way." Sakura laughed a bit, it was so funny, seeing him this way.

Syaoran looked at her. "Maybe I don't want to attract girls."

Sakura raised an eyebrow, "So, you want to attract boys or something" she laughed aloud. Tightening the coat around her, she smiled. "Yeah, I know what you are talking about. Probably before you came to Japan, you were chased by girls back form China?"

She clutched to her stomach, for sure those words from her mouth was such bull. Syaoran Li would never be that attractive! "That's why I brought you here, Li. I wanted to make a proposition." she stressed the last word. Hey it may not as what the dork used, but it was big in her vocabulary.

Sakura sat on the swing again and swayed a bit. "I know this may sound selfish of me, but I want you to help me." she turned to him and smiles a bit. "I know Hiirigazawa is your friend, so if you wouldn't mind…could you help me into getting him for prom?"

She could feel his stare going on her skin. Penetrating saying something. "I like him since I first time I saw him. Well second time, I kind of yelled at him for almost banging his car at me."

"What do I get out of this?"

"You like Tomoyo. I know that you like her. You get what I am saying?"

Syaoran didn't answer back; he looked towards the night sky. Wondering if that dream would come true?

"So, by this weekend which gives us…" counting on her fingers, she got too confused. "Oh, never mind that's too complicated. It's March now and prom is in May… I think me and my brother could, um… help you. So do you agree?"

He stood up from his swing and walked behind her. He tapped her slightly on the back and pushed. She giggled as she felt the cold breeze against her skin.

"You sure this would work out?"

Sakura turned her face towards her. "It better work."

With that Syaoran took off his glasses and broke it into two.

"So, how are you going to look where you are going?"

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A.N.

I have completed anther chapter!