Different From You
Z-ride
A/N – WELCOME FELLOW READERS!!! This chapter... may get sappy. ::sigh:: because...::sigh:: KEBINU-KUN!! WAH! This chapter was supposed to be angst- ish but FORGET THAT! LETS GET OUR SAP ON!
Disclaimer – You know, right? SO THEN I DON'T HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING ELSE!
Chapter 3: Hidden Jewel
As Sakura played, Syaoran looked at her differently. She changed a lot over the years. Her hair was tied back, but a few shoulder length strands were casually draping her cheeks. Her shirt, though it was black, outlined her curves. She wore no make-up, but the faint yet visible moisture from her lip balm made her lips look...
"You've changed, Ying Fa," Syaoran breathed, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. She stopped playing and looked at Syaoran from the corner of her eye.
"Shut up," She said flatly, proceeding to play another song [[Bring me to life – Evanescence]], "So what? It's not like I turned into Shiriru."
Syaoran furrowed his eyes in concern. She still remembered Shiriru, the girl who made a part of her childhood miserable. "Why would you turn into Shiriru? You're... my Ying Fa," He said gently, putting a hand on her elbow.
Sakura rolled her eyes, checked her watch, and began packing her guitar. "We better go to school now. We're freshman, they're going to cream us like pudding."
Syaoran picked up his backpack and stood up, waiting for her to finish zipping her backpack / guitar case. "Let's go," She said, walking behind Syaoran.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ At school ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"AAH!! IT'S SYAORAN!" The freshman girls squealed as he walked in. Then an expected and abrupt silence filled the halls as they looked at the new girl behind him.
"Who is that?!" One of the girls asked, leaning in so that she could back- bite to a group near to her. Syaoran looked at Sakura. She was okay with this?
"I'm used to this. Almost eight years of practice," She whispered proudly, adjusting the guitar case on her back [[if you're wondering what kind of case it is, it's the kind of case that has the front pockets and have back pack straps]].
"SYAORAN, who is she?" A girl with raven, black hair and pig tails asked, leaping in front of him.
Syaoran looked back and smiled, "You should know who this is, Meiling. I mean... All three of us played together when you'd come to visit."
Meiling looked at the girl. She had put on a cap and looked down so no one could see her eyes. Figures. She's such a guy. "Who is it?" she said, pretending to be sweet.
The girl looked up and took off the cap. "Kinomoto Sakura," she said with no emotion. Meiling's eyes lit up and hugged Sakura tightly.
"IT'S YOU!! IT'S YOU!! OH KAMI-SAMA ITS YOU!" She squealed, squeezing her tiny body.
"HOEEE!! I CAN'T BREATHE, LI-CHAN!" Sakura gasped, her eyes almost popping out. Meiling let her go and looked at Syaoran, "WAH! WE ARE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN!"
They all laughed and talked on their way to homeroom [[A/N they're all in the same homeroom... you get a surprise soon...hehehe]]. "SAKURA-CHAN, LOOK WHO I MET!" Tomoyo's voice rang.
"She met Eriol-kun," Syaoran muttered, glaring at an in eminent object. Sakura chuckled and nudged him on the arm.
"Shall we play matchmaker again? So we can get these two out of our hair?" Sakura asked, nudging him more.
Syaoran thought about it... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Age 6 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"WAH!" Sakura wailed excitedly as she ran over to Syaoran.
"What is it this time?" He asked, holding her as she rammed her body into his.
"I GOT A REALLY GOOD PLAN! To get Shiriru out of my LIFE!" She said, jumping up and down.
Syaoran's eyes widened and he smiled from ear to ear. "WOW! TELL ME!"
"Well... she likes Jireku. You know, that kid who can play basketball?" Sakura stated, pointing one finger in the air [[somewhat like Takashi when he'd lie]].
"Don't remind me," Syaoran muttered, glaring at Jireku, who was far off into the midst of the basketball court. "Yeah well, he likes her back. SO, I'VE DECIDED TO TAKE THE LIBERTY OF SETTING THEM UP!! So you can play your sports in peace and so that I can... LIVE IN PEACE!!" She said excitedly, twirling Syaoran around.
"Sakura-chan," Syaoran said hesitantly, "How are we going to do this?"
Sakura stopped twirling and looked around... "I don't know! Aw man!"
Syaoran looked around, "Hey! A nadeshiko garden! Didn't your mom and dad first meet there too? Your dad told us a story about that."
Sakura's eyes widened and sparkled up as she hugged Syaoran for his more than brilliant plan. "YOU'RE A GENIUS!" She wailed, squeezing him with all her might. "CAN'T BREATHE!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* to the present ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Ah, good times," Syaoran reminisced, as he walked with Sakura into the classroom. Sakura laughed slightly, catching sight of Tomoyo and Eriol flirting with each other.
"Oh Syaoran-kun! Kinomoto-san!" Eriol greeted, extending a hand to Sakura, "My name is Hiiragizawa Eriol. I'm on the track team... and I play piano for the school choir ensemble."
"Yeah, Tomoyo-chan drives me insane with always playing your CDs," she said meekly, and yet with a confident twist to it.
Eriol laughed, "Yeah, my family is really musical. We own a record company. Lens Records." Tomoyo stared at him dreamily next to him as he talked about his family.
"Yo! Tomoyo?! Dang, she's out," Sakura stated, waving a hand in front of her face.
Eriol looked back at Tomoyo, "She's really pretty. I bet most of the guys in this school would go crazy for her." Sakura looked at him and smiled awkwardly.
"Yeah, well... A lot of boys back at our old school liked her a lot. I acted as a body guard for her while they tried to hit on her during lunch or free period," she said, "I guess that's ONE reason why I'm her friend."
Syaoran looked at her in concern as she spoke about her past 7 years without him. Bullies? Body guard? Fights? What happened to her?
"Well, you seemed to have an adventurous time in Tokyo, Kinomoto-san," Eriol said, stroking his chin in thought [[A/N I find this that rather funny]]. He studied her face as she looked at her hands ominously.
"I don't find it an adventure. I think of it rather a NIGHTMARE.
Sakura looked down at her covered hands, "Yeah... well to me, it was more of just a normal everyday thing. You get used to it after a week or two." She observed the embroidered stitching of her Chinese name.
"CLASS! SETTLE DOWN, PEOPLE!" the teacher yelled over the class. They all sat down in their desks and the teacher looked to Tomoyo and Sakura. "We have two new students in our class, this year! Kinomoto Sakura and Daidouji Tomoyo."
The two girls stood up in front of the class and looked straight ahead. Tomoyo stepped forward first and smiled.
"My name is Daidouji Tomoyo. I'm 14 years old and I work as a model and a clothes designer for my family's clothing company. My best friend is Sakura- chan! We are both from Tokyo. Oh! And we sing as well," She stated sweetly.
Sakura stepped up and stuffed her hands into her pockets. "My name is Kinomoto Sakura. APPARENTLY, Tomoyo-chan didn't explain to you who we REALLY are. I'm also 14 years old, but I don't work yet. I play electric and acoustic guitar. My father was a pastor but is now a missionary. Right now, he's at home preparing his trip to Tonga. Currently, Tomoyo is searching for a record company to sponsor her for her talent. As for me, I plan to live life as normal as possible. I think you recognize me now, right?"
The class was silent and Tomoyo was calm and had her typical smile on her face. Syaoran looked at her again. This was the same Sakura he knew ever since. Always tough to handle. But it was funny and ironic though... He was the only one she ever really trusted that was out of her family.
"A-Arigato, Kinomoto and Daidouji... anyway, welcome to high school students! I am your teacher, Ms. Akizuki!" She exclaimed.
The day passed by quickly...
:x: Lunch :x:
Sakura was getting her salad from the lunch line while the other students bustled around the cafeteria, talking to their friends, other new students and/or their significant others.
"$1.50," The cashier said as she saw the salad in Sakura's hands. She paid and walked over to Tomoyo, who was busily chatting with Eriol. Probably about a record deal, Sakura thought, rolling her eyes.
She then spotted Syaoran sitting at an empty part of the table, pretending to be listening intently to their conversation. He glanced to her as she walked towards the table and scooted over to the side so that she could have some room.
"Sakura-chan, guess what?!" Tomoyo exclaimed excitedly as she sat down next to Syaoran. There was this sparkle in her eyes that insinuated something "fantastic".
"Oh, let me guess. You got a record deal, right?" Sakura said blandly. Tomoyo nodded and began to ramble about being a future superstar. Once again, this day will just KEEP on getting better, Sakura thought as she abruptly stood up.
"Sakura-san, where are you going?" Eriol asked.
"I'm going to eat outside. I need some fresh air and some guitar space," She replied, grabbing her salad, fork, and guitar case.
Syaoran looked after her and glanced at Tomoyo and Eriol who were busy chatting away. "I'm going, too. Ja matta!" he called as he raced to get to Sakura.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Court Yard *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sakura found a bench beside a cherry blossom tree and sat on the table top. Girls who passed by her made remarks on what she wore and her guitar case. Of course, she paid no heed to them and opened the case of her salad. Smiling in satisfaction, stabbed a leaf of lettuce with her fork and brought it to her mouth. Better salad than Tokyo's, no doubt about that, She reminisced as she chewed on the leaf.
"Sakura-chan? Are you okay?" Syaoran asked as he approached her. She had finished her salad and was getting ready to take her guitar out.
"Yeah," She stated plainly, pulling the guitar out if its case. She thought about a song to play as Syaoran sat next to her on the tabletop.
"Do you know 'For the Moments I Feel Faint' by Relient K?" He asked, looking her in the eyes again. Something about her. I know she's hiding something from me, he thought as he watched her nodding her head as she began to play it. And to Syaoran's biggest surprise, she also started to sing it, too.
â«Am I at the point of no improvement?
What of the death I still dwell in?
I try to excel, but I feel no movement.
Can I be free of this unreleasable sin?
Never underestimate my Jesus.
You're telling me that there's no hope.
I'm telling you your wrong.
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong
I throw up my hands
"Oh, the impossibilities"
Frustrated and tired
Where do I go from here?
Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly
Overcoming these obstacles is overcoming my fear
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
Gather my insufficiencies and
place them in your hands, place them in your hands, place them in your hands â«
As she ended the song, she found Syaoran sitting on the seat of the bench, burying his head within his arms, caving his face from her.
"Why didn't you tell me you sang like that? THAT WAS INSANE, MAN!" He yelled, muffled by his body.
Sakura lifted his head from his arms and smiled at him. It was a mere memory that shot him as she smiled like that again. It had only lasted a second as he flashbacked her smiling the same way when she was younger. He shook his head, as if that possibility was impossible. Nothing in the world could ever do that...
Or could it?
A/N:: woot woot!!! How was that? Sorry it came late =(. School... no time... that kind of thing that'd be happening.
A/N – WELCOME FELLOW READERS!!! This chapter... may get sappy. ::sigh:: because...::sigh:: KEBINU-KUN!! WAH! This chapter was supposed to be angst- ish but FORGET THAT! LETS GET OUR SAP ON!
Disclaimer – You know, right? SO THEN I DON'T HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING ELSE!
Chapter 3: Hidden Jewel
As Sakura played, Syaoran looked at her differently. She changed a lot over the years. Her hair was tied back, but a few shoulder length strands were casually draping her cheeks. Her shirt, though it was black, outlined her curves. She wore no make-up, but the faint yet visible moisture from her lip balm made her lips look...
"You've changed, Ying Fa," Syaoran breathed, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. She stopped playing and looked at Syaoran from the corner of her eye.
"Shut up," She said flatly, proceeding to play another song [[Bring me to life – Evanescence]], "So what? It's not like I turned into Shiriru."
Syaoran furrowed his eyes in concern. She still remembered Shiriru, the girl who made a part of her childhood miserable. "Why would you turn into Shiriru? You're... my Ying Fa," He said gently, putting a hand on her elbow.
Sakura rolled her eyes, checked her watch, and began packing her guitar. "We better go to school now. We're freshman, they're going to cream us like pudding."
Syaoran picked up his backpack and stood up, waiting for her to finish zipping her backpack / guitar case. "Let's go," She said, walking behind Syaoran.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ At school ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"AAH!! IT'S SYAORAN!" The freshman girls squealed as he walked in. Then an expected and abrupt silence filled the halls as they looked at the new girl behind him.
"Who is that?!" One of the girls asked, leaning in so that she could back- bite to a group near to her. Syaoran looked at Sakura. She was okay with this?
"I'm used to this. Almost eight years of practice," She whispered proudly, adjusting the guitar case on her back [[if you're wondering what kind of case it is, it's the kind of case that has the front pockets and have back pack straps]].
"SYAORAN, who is she?" A girl with raven, black hair and pig tails asked, leaping in front of him.
Syaoran looked back and smiled, "You should know who this is, Meiling. I mean... All three of us played together when you'd come to visit."
Meiling looked at the girl. She had put on a cap and looked down so no one could see her eyes. Figures. She's such a guy. "Who is it?" she said, pretending to be sweet.
The girl looked up and took off the cap. "Kinomoto Sakura," she said with no emotion. Meiling's eyes lit up and hugged Sakura tightly.
"IT'S YOU!! IT'S YOU!! OH KAMI-SAMA ITS YOU!" She squealed, squeezing her tiny body.
"HOEEE!! I CAN'T BREATHE, LI-CHAN!" Sakura gasped, her eyes almost popping out. Meiling let her go and looked at Syaoran, "WAH! WE ARE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN!"
They all laughed and talked on their way to homeroom [[A/N they're all in the same homeroom... you get a surprise soon...hehehe]]. "SAKURA-CHAN, LOOK WHO I MET!" Tomoyo's voice rang.
"She met Eriol-kun," Syaoran muttered, glaring at an in eminent object. Sakura chuckled and nudged him on the arm.
"Shall we play matchmaker again? So we can get these two out of our hair?" Sakura asked, nudging him more.
Syaoran thought about it... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Age 6 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"WAH!" Sakura wailed excitedly as she ran over to Syaoran.
"What is it this time?" He asked, holding her as she rammed her body into his.
"I GOT A REALLY GOOD PLAN! To get Shiriru out of my LIFE!" She said, jumping up and down.
Syaoran's eyes widened and he smiled from ear to ear. "WOW! TELL ME!"
"Well... she likes Jireku. You know, that kid who can play basketball?" Sakura stated, pointing one finger in the air [[somewhat like Takashi when he'd lie]].
"Don't remind me," Syaoran muttered, glaring at Jireku, who was far off into the midst of the basketball court. "Yeah well, he likes her back. SO, I'VE DECIDED TO TAKE THE LIBERTY OF SETTING THEM UP!! So you can play your sports in peace and so that I can... LIVE IN PEACE!!" She said excitedly, twirling Syaoran around.
"Sakura-chan," Syaoran said hesitantly, "How are we going to do this?"
Sakura stopped twirling and looked around... "I don't know! Aw man!"
Syaoran looked around, "Hey! A nadeshiko garden! Didn't your mom and dad first meet there too? Your dad told us a story about that."
Sakura's eyes widened and sparkled up as she hugged Syaoran for his more than brilliant plan. "YOU'RE A GENIUS!" She wailed, squeezing him with all her might. "CAN'T BREATHE!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* to the present ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Ah, good times," Syaoran reminisced, as he walked with Sakura into the classroom. Sakura laughed slightly, catching sight of Tomoyo and Eriol flirting with each other.
"Oh Syaoran-kun! Kinomoto-san!" Eriol greeted, extending a hand to Sakura, "My name is Hiiragizawa Eriol. I'm on the track team... and I play piano for the school choir ensemble."
"Yeah, Tomoyo-chan drives me insane with always playing your CDs," she said meekly, and yet with a confident twist to it.
Eriol laughed, "Yeah, my family is really musical. We own a record company. Lens Records." Tomoyo stared at him dreamily next to him as he talked about his family.
"Yo! Tomoyo?! Dang, she's out," Sakura stated, waving a hand in front of her face.
Eriol looked back at Tomoyo, "She's really pretty. I bet most of the guys in this school would go crazy for her." Sakura looked at him and smiled awkwardly.
"Yeah, well... A lot of boys back at our old school liked her a lot. I acted as a body guard for her while they tried to hit on her during lunch or free period," she said, "I guess that's ONE reason why I'm her friend."
Syaoran looked at her in concern as she spoke about her past 7 years without him. Bullies? Body guard? Fights? What happened to her?
"Well, you seemed to have an adventurous time in Tokyo, Kinomoto-san," Eriol said, stroking his chin in thought [[A/N I find this that rather funny]]. He studied her face as she looked at her hands ominously.
"I don't find it an adventure. I think of it rather a NIGHTMARE.
Sakura looked down at her covered hands, "Yeah... well to me, it was more of just a normal everyday thing. You get used to it after a week or two." She observed the embroidered stitching of her Chinese name.
"CLASS! SETTLE DOWN, PEOPLE!" the teacher yelled over the class. They all sat down in their desks and the teacher looked to Tomoyo and Sakura. "We have two new students in our class, this year! Kinomoto Sakura and Daidouji Tomoyo."
The two girls stood up in front of the class and looked straight ahead. Tomoyo stepped forward first and smiled.
"My name is Daidouji Tomoyo. I'm 14 years old and I work as a model and a clothes designer for my family's clothing company. My best friend is Sakura- chan! We are both from Tokyo. Oh! And we sing as well," She stated sweetly.
Sakura stepped up and stuffed her hands into her pockets. "My name is Kinomoto Sakura. APPARENTLY, Tomoyo-chan didn't explain to you who we REALLY are. I'm also 14 years old, but I don't work yet. I play electric and acoustic guitar. My father was a pastor but is now a missionary. Right now, he's at home preparing his trip to Tonga. Currently, Tomoyo is searching for a record company to sponsor her for her talent. As for me, I plan to live life as normal as possible. I think you recognize me now, right?"
The class was silent and Tomoyo was calm and had her typical smile on her face. Syaoran looked at her again. This was the same Sakura he knew ever since. Always tough to handle. But it was funny and ironic though... He was the only one she ever really trusted that was out of her family.
"A-Arigato, Kinomoto and Daidouji... anyway, welcome to high school students! I am your teacher, Ms. Akizuki!" She exclaimed.
The day passed by quickly...
:x: Lunch :x:
Sakura was getting her salad from the lunch line while the other students bustled around the cafeteria, talking to their friends, other new students and/or their significant others.
"$1.50," The cashier said as she saw the salad in Sakura's hands. She paid and walked over to Tomoyo, who was busily chatting with Eriol. Probably about a record deal, Sakura thought, rolling her eyes.
She then spotted Syaoran sitting at an empty part of the table, pretending to be listening intently to their conversation. He glanced to her as she walked towards the table and scooted over to the side so that she could have some room.
"Sakura-chan, guess what?!" Tomoyo exclaimed excitedly as she sat down next to Syaoran. There was this sparkle in her eyes that insinuated something "fantastic".
"Oh, let me guess. You got a record deal, right?" Sakura said blandly. Tomoyo nodded and began to ramble about being a future superstar. Once again, this day will just KEEP on getting better, Sakura thought as she abruptly stood up.
"Sakura-san, where are you going?" Eriol asked.
"I'm going to eat outside. I need some fresh air and some guitar space," She replied, grabbing her salad, fork, and guitar case.
Syaoran looked after her and glanced at Tomoyo and Eriol who were busy chatting away. "I'm going, too. Ja matta!" he called as he raced to get to Sakura.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Court Yard *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sakura found a bench beside a cherry blossom tree and sat on the table top. Girls who passed by her made remarks on what she wore and her guitar case. Of course, she paid no heed to them and opened the case of her salad. Smiling in satisfaction, stabbed a leaf of lettuce with her fork and brought it to her mouth. Better salad than Tokyo's, no doubt about that, She reminisced as she chewed on the leaf.
"Sakura-chan? Are you okay?" Syaoran asked as he approached her. She had finished her salad and was getting ready to take her guitar out.
"Yeah," She stated plainly, pulling the guitar out if its case. She thought about a song to play as Syaoran sat next to her on the tabletop.
"Do you know 'For the Moments I Feel Faint' by Relient K?" He asked, looking her in the eyes again. Something about her. I know she's hiding something from me, he thought as he watched her nodding her head as she began to play it. And to Syaoran's biggest surprise, she also started to sing it, too.
â«Am I at the point of no improvement?
What of the death I still dwell in?
I try to excel, but I feel no movement.
Can I be free of this unreleasable sin?
Never underestimate my Jesus.
You're telling me that there's no hope.
I'm telling you your wrong.
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong
I throw up my hands
"Oh, the impossibilities"
Frustrated and tired
Where do I go from here?
Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly
Overcoming these obstacles is overcoming my fear
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
Gather my insufficiencies and
place them in your hands, place them in your hands, place them in your hands â«
As she ended the song, she found Syaoran sitting on the seat of the bench, burying his head within his arms, caving his face from her.
"Why didn't you tell me you sang like that? THAT WAS INSANE, MAN!" He yelled, muffled by his body.
Sakura lifted his head from his arms and smiled at him. It was a mere memory that shot him as she smiled like that again. It had only lasted a second as he flashbacked her smiling the same way when she was younger. He shook his head, as if that possibility was impossible. Nothing in the world could ever do that...
Or could it?
A/N:: woot woot!!! How was that? Sorry it came late =(. School... no time... that kind of thing that'd be happening.