Different From You – Z-ride

A/N – hey! Another chapter!!! Okay. This is going to be somewhat... realistic, shall I say... and sorry for not exactly updating... vacation kills and so does school work and getting ready FOR school...

Disclaimer: I don't OWN ANY characters that belong to CLAMP! Only shiriru, and the other characters that aren't owned by CLAMP. Thank you ::bows and walks away::

Chapter 4: 6 Strings, 3 words, and a Mind of Her Own

It had been 5 days since Sakura had arrived at her new high school. And within those five days, the only one that REALLY wanted to talk to her was the one and only Syaoran.

He had been walking her to school, walking with her to classes, walking with her to lunch, and walking her home. He felt like the old times were revived with every single breath she took whenever they were together. Even though he knew that was a really sappy thought, he couldn't stop feeling that way.

She was surprising him more and more everyday...

"Kinomoto-san, what is the answer to number 25?" Ms. Akizuki asked, flipping her long brown hair.

It was math class, and Syaoran had dreaded for the teacher to ask Sakura any of those horrid requests. Sakura had never been good at math, he remembered. She was HORRIBLE at it. She couldn't stand it when she was younger...

"Uh... x equals 24," Sakura answered flatly, placing her chin into her hand. Syaoran checked his paper and widened his eyes. She's right?!.

Ms. Akizuki confirmed that she was correct, and moved on to the rest of the text book page.

Syaoran leaned in to Sakura and whispered, "You're good at math now?" Sakura stifled a laugh as she looked at Syaoran. She got in his face and whispered, "YEP! SURPRISE!"

The bell rang and the two got up from their seats just in time to catch Tomoyo and Eriol together, making plans. "So I'll pick you up on Friday?" He suggested, running a hand through his midnight blue hair. Tomoyo blushed and smiled, nodding as she watched him walk out into the hall.

"OH MY GOSH, SAKURA!! I HAVE A DATE WITH ERIOL-SAN!!! AAAH!" Tomoyo squealed, jumping up and down. Sakura rolled her eyes and zipped up the large pocket on her guitar case that carried her books and folders. She went out into the hall, too, disappearing into the crowd [barely].

Tomoyo sighed and closed her books, "Same old Sakura-chan." She said. Syaoran looked at her in confusion and gestured with his hands what she meant. "DUH, she's never been on a date! I mean, no one likes her. Unlike me! Where boys would love to have me as their girlfriend [A/N Sorry Tomoyo fans, but personally, I'd like her to be a snob here.]." Syaoran thought for a moment and walked out off to Sakura's locker, where he knew she'd be.

Sakura was getting her books for the next classes after her lunch period when Syaoran came by. "Well, she's got another date. Except this time, it's an uptown boy and not a backstreet boy," Sakura said, laughing as she slammed her locker shut and put the text books into her guitar case pocket.

Syaoran furrowed his eyebrows in concern as he watched her ascend from the ground, "Can I ask you something?" Sakura looked at him and shrugged, "You kinda did!" Syaoran smiled and shook his head, "Well, do you want to go on a date Friday night?" Sakura laughed and fell to the floor.

Syaoran looked at her, dumbfounded. "What? Can't I take my best friend out?" Sakura stopped laughing and began giggling instead. "Sorry, I never thought you'd ask me that. I mean, you and I have known each other for a LONG time, and then all of the sudden you ask me out on a date! AHAHA!" She laughed once more. Syaoran exasperatedly, ruffled her hair as they walked outside to the bench they usually go to.

"Syaoran? Since when did the popular kids sit at our table?" Sakura asked, staring at the popular group that sat all over the table, timidly. Syaoran looked at her eyes and how they shown with intimidation.

Sakura sighed and walked over to another cherry blossom tree, secluded from the other places. She sat on the cold ground, laying her bento box out in front of her. She and Syaoran took turns bringing homemade lunches, and it was her turn to bring it.

"Ooh! CALIFORNIA ROLLS AND LUMPIA!!!" Syaoran exclaimed, drooling as he watched her open the package wrap. Sakura smiled again, the sun shining between the petals and leaves onto them. "I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE DAD KNOWS WHERE TO FIND THIS REALLY GOOD FILIPINO FOOD!!!!!!!!!" Syaoran exclaimed grabbing a handful of lumpia and stuffing it into his mouth.

Sakura's eyes shrunk as she watched him pop each lumpia into his mouth. "You're welcome.... And yes," Sakura said, looking away from Syaoran, getting her guitar out. Syaoran stopped eating and, with his cheeks puffed up with food, said, "WHAT? Y-YOU SAY YES!? SCORE!!!"

Sakura took out her guitar. She began to sing and play "Promises by Lillix" as other people began to walk passed.

its been another day thinking what could have been
it gets so hard
but its not what it seems
what i wanted to be
did i try to hard

Some couples started to pass by and stare at her, plucking the strings as she made music. Syaoran watched her and he chewed on the lump of food at the side of his cheek. Describe her in 3 words was what popped up into his mind as he remembered a conversation with Eriol the day before

Day Before

"Syaoran, you've been distant lately. What's up?" Eriol asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I've been with Sakura-chan while you've been with Daidouji-san. Apparently, I'm the ONLY one who realizes that she has feelings," Syaoran retorted, solving a multi-step equation.

"Sakura-san? Why her? Why aren't you with the other kids that count?" Eriol asked, sitting at the computer table, turning on the PC.

"She does count. If you actually took the time from flirting to get to know her, I think you'd agree with me," Syaoran boldly said, closing the Algebra book

then i hoped for something much more
just before this youll have to

promise
we wont fall apart
promise
this right from the start
promise
on heaven that you won't make believe
yeah e yeah e yeah
promise
me

"Agree with you? ON SAKURA-SAN? I think we BOTH know that she's a little weird. Totally different from the other girls," Eriol chuckled, typing up an essay that was assigned.

Syaoran looked at him angrily and dropped his papers, "Listen, I know she's different! That's why I think of her differently that anyone. You're different too! You're a piano geek with a seriously high GPA!"

"Yeah, you're right that we're all different and stuff. But she holds something MORE than just being different. Describe her in 3 words by Friday. You've got at least... 5 days," Eriol demanded, typing away as if the keyboard was his piano.

"That's easy! I'll give you 3 words right now! Uh... let's see... Caring... Loving... Friendly! HA!! THERE!!" Syaoran exclaimed in triumph.

"Not like those. 3 words that no one would ever say to her." Eriol said, silently, evilly cackling.

Syaoran thought for a moment. He hadn't a clue what to say. And it was obvious that he, himself, didn't know what to say about Sakura.

Back to the present

-i dont understand what i did wrong
when the problem was you
what do i say
when everything is over
forget about you
then i hoped for something much more
just before this youll have to-

3 words about Sakura? Eriol must've planned this or something.

promise
we wont fall apart
promise
this right from the start
promise
on heaven that you won't make believe
yeah e yeah e yeah
promise me

"That's Kinomoto, right? She can play, man," a passerby commented. Syaoran glared at him and threatened him with his eyes. The guy walked away, looking back and Sakura and Syaoran before heading to another table. This morning you thought she was a loser, why now do you think that she's good?

"Syaoran?" Sakura called, ending the song early. He looked to her and saw the confusion in her eyes. "What's wrong?" She asked picking at her guitar strings to make a totally different, but beautiful song.

"Nothing, I was just glaring at some people that... Never mind," He replied, scratching the back of his head. It was uncomfortable to talk to someone about something she shouldn't know.

Sakura didn't believe him. It was just another scenario where he's just trying to hide something. But if it's something he's uncomfortable with, then she wouldn't try to get it out of him. She'd respect his space and keep her distance if he needed it.

"Okay," She replied, getting back to playing her guitar. Syaoran looked at her again. And for the first time in his life, he saw how beautiful she was. It was weird, he assumed, thinking your best friend since... forever was beautiful. He shook his head furiously. He shouldn't be thinking those things about her. But now he had the first word to describe her.

Beautiful

The bell rang and the two packed up their belongings and headed for class. "Can't be late for our music elective..." Sakura said with much anticipation. Syaoran growled and chased after her.

"YOU SIGNED US BOTH UP!!! WITHOUT MY CONSENT!!!!!"

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-Music Class-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

"Hello. I'm you're music teacher, Miss Yamashiro. I'll be helping you discover you're musical abilities! Now... my first questions for you all are... Do any of you play any instruments?" the teacher greeted, as she watched the class take their seats on the floor.

Hands were raise and they were usually girls that she recognized from the Tomoeda Middle School. One, however, was highly decorated with rings and the wrist attached to it was ornamented with countless bracelets.

"Umm... Miss Kinomoto, I presume?" She called, pointing her out from the pack of raised hands. She gestured her to come to the front of the classroom and present to the class what musical talent she had.

"I play the guitar..." she said, looking at the back of the room, which was covered with posters of classical musicians and past school drama and music productions. She heard other girls snicker at her answer and intimidation. Ms. Yamashiro nodded and tried to stifle a laugh as well.

"I see, Ms. Kinomoto, do you have a sample of your talent?" She asked, gesturing to her guitar in the back with Syaoran. She nodded and went back to get her guitar. She sat on a stool in the front of the class and played.

Everyone just watched her as she slipped into her own world with her music. She glanced at Syaoran in the back, who was smiling as she played. They both new what song she was playing; For the Moments I Feel Faint by Relient K. Their favorite song because it spoke to them well. Ever since Syaoran started to become a Christian, he got interested in the music, and this song was the first thing that he had ever loved...

[A/N] TBC!!!! Sorry I was so late and all... I'm too preoccupied all the time. Review please!