Stuck in the Middle
CCS
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to Clamp.
Warning: This chapter has a little bit of swearing.
Chapter 6 Acquaintance
Sakura fell hard onto the ground, after slamming her head against the other person's forehead. She shook her head, and realized she shouldn't have done that. Pain pulsed through her head, making her scrunch up her eyebrows. Someone near her moaned in pain.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for bumping into you," Sakura quickly got up to help the lady dressed in the revealing tight black dress.
The woman slapped her hand away, and said with an annoyed tone, "I don't need your help." She got up with the grace of an elephant, not caring that many had seen her undergarments. She, with her nose pointed up into the air, her back straight and chest up, left Sakura to the tables with a flick of her long ebony hair.
Sakura smoothed her dress indignantly. That lady was so rude!
"Hey, sorry about that bitch, lass. She's one of my idiot friend's damn annoying sister," a man behind her said roughly.
Sakura turned to see a pair of startling amber eyes, which belonged to an arrogant looking guy with untamed fiery orange hair whose smirk is a little intimidating. He started to curse under his breath.
All that was heard from him was ''fucking bitch who I had to baby-sit, so fucking damn annoying. That damn no good wench has fucking ruined my night. Why the hell did I agree?' and some more mumbling and swear words.
Sakura gave a nervous chuckle, "I take the hint that you don't like her that much."
"Like her? I'd kill her if I could. That damn slut hit on me. Good thing I gave her a fucking hard slap. That had left a huge purple bruise, but she covered it with foundation. It was such a shame, that purple thing matched her face damn well."
"That's um…interesting."
"Well, you wanna dance? You danced real good on stage."
"You recognized me?!"
"Well, you are a pretty lass, with a fine ass too."
"Uh…thanks."
"Still up for a dance?"
"But…but I can't dance."
"I'll teach ya."
"Well then, ok, I have nothing better to do anyway. My best friends were arguing."
"Over what?"
"I have no clue. They just love to argue over little harmless things."
"They are like me and my baka friend. I like to flame him with my tessen whenever possible."
Sakura's eyebrow rose. "What do you mean by that?"
"See this fan," he pointed at an iron fan strapped to his belt, "all I have to say is two magic words and baka Tama's bottom would be on fire."
Sakura though, What an absurd thing? Fire coming out of a fan…well maybe he is those psychic who lights things on fire with his mind.
The orange hair guy saw the skeptical look on her face. "I would show you, but the results ain't pretty."
Sakura nodded and agreed quickly, she can't risk burning Tomoyo's mansion down. Who knows if this dude can control his power?
"So are we dancing or what?"
"I'd love to," Sakura hesitated, "but I don't know how to start."
He sweatdropped and sighed, then took her hand, "Just put you arm around my neck and move with the music."
Sakura tried to move along and keep up with him as he murmured instructions in her ears.
Syaoran wove through the people floor trying to find Sakura. He still needed to apologize to her. She would forgive him if he apologize. He had gained that knowledge through past experiences.
Five-year-old Sakura chased Syaoran around a tree. They were playing a well-know game known as tag.
"TAG, you're it, Syaoran."
Syaoran ran away from her and said, "No, you didn't tag me."
Sakura stomped the ground. "I did too."
"If you did, then you can catch me again as easily."
Sakura then quickly ran to Syaoran, grabbed his shirt and sang out, "You're it."
Syaoran tagged her, then tried to run away while Sakura was still holding onto his shirt. "Ah!" He turned to see Sakura on the ground crying and holding her scraped knee. Syaoran immediately felt guilty, he didn't really want to lose to a girl, but he doesn't want Sakura to cry either.
"Hey gaki, what did you do to my sister?"
Touya walked up to Sakura as he backed away. He was a good two feet taller than he was after all. Her brother tenderly held the little girl as he examined her for any other scratches. He picked her up and carried her home, ignoring Syaoran who was watching nearby quietly.
For three days, he didn't see his best friend at their usual hang out place. He finally worked up the courage to go visit her. Of course, every time Touya was the one who answered the door and had refused to let him and even threatened to kill him if he go near his beloved sister again. Fortunately, Touya had soccer practice one day and it was Sakura who had opened the door.
"I'm so sorry Sakura. I didn't mean to hurt you."
Sakura's angry expression faded as she heard the words. "My knee's feeling better right now. Come on in."
Syaoran grinned as he remembered how Touya flipped when he saw him wrestling with Sakura after he came back from soccer practice.
Eleven-year-old Syaoran sat on Sakura's bed as he waited for her to change. They were going to the dance festival.
"Syaoran, have you seen my checkered bandana, I need it for my hair?"
"Well what color is it?"
"It's blue with white lines."
Syaoran thought, Blue and white bandana… Something about this seems familiar. Blue and white, blue and white…oh my gosh, wasn't the cloth I used to wipe the spill on Sakura's table blue and white.
Syaoran glanced at the damp cloth sitting on Sakura's table. He gulped and brought the 'bandana' over to her. "Is this what you're looking for?"
"Yes, oh my gosh, why is it wet?"
"I…uh…accidentally…used it to…wipe…ahem the water I accidentally spilled on your table."
"What?! That's the only bandana I have. I can't believe you can't tell the difference between a cloth and a bandana!"
"So are you still going with me?"
"Without my precious bandana?"
"I'm sorry."
"Fine, I'll just find a scarf instead."
Syaoran thought fondly of those childhood memories. He might not have been able to read Sakura, but there are things that could be figured out easily.
He reached the table to eat some food only to bump into a lady dressed in black with hair to match. She could actually qualify for Count Dracula's wife. The lady was about to snap at him, but when she saw him, she put on the sweetest face and said in a smooth voice, "Good evening, Mister…"
"Li."
"Mr. Li, it's nice to meet you. I'm Kazeko Yorimoto."
"Yeah, whatever. I'm in a hurry here. Can you please move aside?"
Kazeko put on a sad and hurt face. "I'm so sorry. I just wanted to get to know you."
Syaoran looked at her and said, "Fine, how about we exchange phone numbers and you can find me another time."
"Sure, here's my cell."
"Here's mine. Can you hurry up though? I'm looking for someone."
"Who?" asked Kazeko as she gave Syaoran back his phone and received hers from his hand.
"The model that was on stage."
"You mean that girl?" She pointed at a pair dancing in the crowd, "I suggest you stay away from her. She's so weird. She pulled down your pants and she bumped into me. Unfortunate things seem to happen around her."
Syaoran followed her perfectly manicured finger and saw Sakura dancing with an orange hair guy. That guy seemed to be in pain as he was moving. As he was about to move his foot, Sakura stepped on it. He winced as he lost his balance and fell to the ground, pulling Sakura down with him. He landed on his back with her on top of him.
"Oh my gosh, Tasuki, are you ok?"
Kazeko smirked and said, "See what I mean?"
Syaoran turned to her. "She's usually not like that. I advice you to stop saying things about her, because I know her much better than you do, considering how I'm her best friend. If you say another word about her, be careful of rumors you'll hear about yourself."
Kazeko frowned and left without another word. Syaoran smirked, good riddance. Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"I hate women."
Syaoran turned to Tasuki. He had invited the short-tempered guy to Tomoyo's. They were great friends in high school. "Why did you dance with one?"
"I didn't. She asked me to teach her to dance."
"Sure, I believe you."
"Nice show you put on stage there."
"That was an accident, it was not intended to happen. Why else would Daidouji cry like there's no tomorrow?"
"The show was great, the girl had a fine ass."
"Watch it, fang boy, that's my best friend you're talking about."
"Sorry," he put his hands up in defense, "Oh great, my baka friend did decide to show up with his eating machine. See ya later, Syaoran."
Syaoran waved to his friend and remembered about Sakura, oops, I completely forgot about her.
Sakura was walking in the dark hall after going to the bathroom. The one near the ballroom was occupied, so she had to find another one before she couldn't hold it in any longer. Oh dear, where am I now? Why does Tomoyo have to have such a big mansion?
She took slow steps and felt something nagging her in her mind; someone's with her.
Author's Notes:
Special 'Interview' with the Guest
Descriptions between brackets are pictures.
KTnH: Hi everyone! Remember I said I brought a guest. Here he is. (a person with red-orange hair in black trench coat with two bead necklaces and blue earrings holding tessen) This is Tasuki (pronounced without the 'u', Tas-ki) from Fushigi Yuugi by Watase Yuu. See that fan he's holding. That's the tessen. The clothes he's wearing was what he wore throughout the series.
Tasuki: What the hell! That's not true. I wore this outfit too later on. (Tasuki in purple and white clothing of ancient Chinese with his fan and a necklace)
KTnH: Still those clothes are ancient and out of style (story took place in ancient China/modern Japan) and you wore it every single day.
Tasuki: So? I'm still the hot one, hotter than the fire from my tessen. (one Tasuki in another set clothing with his tessen in front of a plum blossom tree and one Tasuki that's bandaged holding a bunch of flowers) Check me out…Ain't I hot?
KTnH: Whoa, isn't someone a little arrogant today? (a close-up of his face, showing his smirk) Check out that smirk…imagine Syaoran smirking like that.
Tasuki: Hey! I'm the guest here. Leave him out. (Tasuki holding both thumbs up wearing jeans and a jacket with a HuGe smile and a wink, with the long haired emperor with his orange business suit and baka Tama sitting on the ground in a cowboy type of clothes) Here's another good shot of me wearing modern clothes with my baka blue hair friend and the beautiful respected emperor.
KTnH: You swear too much. (I don't even want to describe this one, too many people :P) Here's a new view; Tasuki is wearing something new and modern and he's with his fellow cast.
Tasuki: (Tasuki in a race car outfit and gold ring earrings with Tamahome in a race car jacket and a cap behind him, who slightly resemblance Touya) I'm so cool, I look like a gangster! Damn it, baka Tama is in the picture too!
KTnH: Hehehaha…
Tasuki: Why the hell are ya laughing?
KTnH: (Tasuki looking stupid with two jugs and monk, Chichiri looking hopeless in the corner) You look so stupid when you're drunk. (a close-up of his face with his hair tied up) Haha, you also make a pretty girl!
Tasuki: Hey! Where the fuck did you get those? I thought I burnt them.
'Interview' Ended
The editing thing didn't allow the links to appear, which are now descriptions, if anyone is curious about the pictures, give me a review with your email address saying that you want to see it and I'll send the 'interview' to you within three days at least.
This time, it'll take longer to update, because I don't have an outline ready and I have a starting in the middle of August.
I'm sure by now, you have a clue as to how Tasuki, my bishonen guest, swears a lot (he's an ex-bandit). I'm not sure if he'll appear again, but he might in later chapters. I know this chapter is stupid though, because I thought I'd tie in the plot here, but it hasn't happen. I suck as a writer…
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