Chyaputa- 6: Sakura no Shojou/Atarashii Kimochi

(Chapter 6: Cherry Blossom Girl/ New Feelings)

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"You're an idiot, Syaoran," Was the first thing Sakura said to me after I had explained my ordeal over a large, over-chocolaty milkshake.

I said at her, the confusion must have been evident in my face as she rolled her eyes and took a large slurp from her glass.

"She's obviously jealous! She was just too shy to say so!" Now I was even MORE confused. Meilin said she didn't feel THAT way about me now, so why would she be jealous? And embarrassed?! Meilin Li didn't GET embarrassed!

Giving up on trying to figure the female species, I also took a slurp from my overly vanilla milkshake. It tasted like soft sugar. I hate it when there's too much sugar.

"You should be nice to her." Sakura said, after some silence. "It must be hard for her to get over a guy she's liked for so long." She rested her head on her hand. For some inexplicable reason, I found a blush rise to my cheeks. I quickly averted my gaze to the window and took a huge gulp from my milkshake; causing it to go down the wrong tube and making me have a coughing fit. Sakura patted my back, even though it didn't help, I just felt like an idiot.

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Summer was beginning to finally come around, and instead of being in my stuffy car all the time, we decided to walk instead. I was walking unusually slowly, with my hands stuffed in my trouser pockets. I was reluctant taking Sakura home because that meant that I'd have to go back to my apartment.

Where Meilin was lying in wait for me.

Like a spider.

And I was the prey!

Shaking my head, I decided to think about something else. The trees are a nice shade of green; the sky is a nice shade of orange.........

"Syaoran?" I heard a questioning voice. Looking up, I found Sakura staring at me with wide emarald eyes.

"You okay?" She asked. Was that worry in her voice?! "You seem kinda out of it."

For what must have been the fifth time that day, the colour rushed straight to my face. I managed to mumble something about being all right and tried to turn my head to face something else, but her face was imprinted in my mind. What the hell was happening?! Why am I blushing so much today?! Was I like this yesterday?! I scanned my memory banks. Yesterday had been the day me and Sakura had made out of my sofa.........

I could feel the heat emanating from my face. I felt like an over-hormonal schoolboy! Suddenly, it all came flooding back, like some sort of distant memory. The taste of her lips, the feel of her soft hair, hearing her ragged breathing.

Shut up Syaoran! Stop thinking you baka!

All this time, Sakura had been looking at me quizzically, as if I was some old geezer who was talking to his invisible other self in the middle of the street. I was finally able to compose myself, after what seemed like half an hour and was able to continue walking along the road with her.

So what IS this feeling? I don't remember feeling it with any other girl I've been with. I know one thing, this..........condition has obviously only just started, and so, it's just a matter of making it go away again.

With my determination doubled, I was content on not thinking about Sakura. I was doing pretty well for about five minutes.

Until she slipped her hand into mine.

She must've of noticed right? My hand was so clammy, and I swear I was shaking. But she continued holding it, with a small smile playing on her face.

That's it! She's teasing me! That.........argh, I can't think of a word for it! But she's definitely leading me on! She knows! She knows!

Knows what? Says a little voice in my head.

She knows!

Knows what?

She just.........knows!

Well that makes as much sense as a chocolate teapot!

I don't know what she knows! She just knows!

Oh, what? That you appear to have a huuuuuuge cru..........

Shut up!

Ehehehehehehhe, not so cool now eh? Eehehehehhehe

Sakura's house finally came into view. I was still having a mental struggle with myself. It sucked.

I walked her to her door, like a proper gentleman. She looked at me and I looked at her.

"Thanks for buying me lunch." She smiled her dazzling smile. "You wanna come in?"

Me?

In Sakura's house?!

My head almost exploded.

"I better head back." I said, coolly. She didn't suspect a thing! "Meilin's probably waiting to beat me up and I shouldn't keep her waiting."

And.........

She laughed.

She laughed at my joke!

Even more astounding, I made a joke!

I grinned sheepishly as she brought up her hand to conceal her mouth as she giggled like a little schoolgirl. I got a warm feeling in my stomach.

"You know," I said as casually as I could. "You shouldn't hide your mouth when you laugh, you have a great smile."

Did I just say that? It sounded sincere too!

It WAS sincere.

Her face turned almost serious as she looked at me, trying to find any hint of falseness. And for once, there wasn't any.

"Arigatou." She whispered, looking sheepishly at her shoes.

Now I was back in control! I was calm and collected. I gently took her chin in my hand and leaned in, she leaned in to..........

And her front swung open, revealing a tall, dark figure.

I jumped away from her as fast as I could and looked at the figure with the homicidal frown on his face.

"Oh, Syaoran, this is my brother, Touya. Touya, this is Syaoran." Sakura said happily, as if nothing had happened.

Touya was a good head and a half taller than me, with broad shoulders and messy jet-black hair. His eyes were glowing with anger, and I swear I saw a small vein pop out from his neck.

I bowed quickly, saying goodbye to Sakura and zooming down the street.

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I slumped on the sofa (Meilin was still occupying the bed.), thinking about what had happened in the hour I had been with Sakura that day.

Just an innocent outing to a café had turned into a madcap hour of uncontrollable emotions and talking to myself in my head. I'm sure Sakura had entered her house more than a little on the confused side of things.

Meilin strolled by me with a sandwich in her mouth.

"Oyashumi nashai." She mumbled, closing MY bedroom door.

I ran my hand through my hair. Whatever happened today, I was determined for it NOT to happen again!

I suddenly remembered asking my mother what love was. I must have been about ten, and we had watched some lovey-dovey, Mills and Boon type film and I remember being totally bewildered as to why two people would go through hell and back, tackling racism, other men (or woman,) and basically obstacles that needed to be overcome in order for the movie to have a plot, just because they simply loved each other. What if their love wasn't real? Or one of them suddenly decides that it actually wasn't worth it.

All the explanations I've seen in movies and read about in books about love, I've never actually experienced any emotions like that. I've never been full of so much love for someone that I couldn't breathe. Nor did I think of a girl, day or night, or how they felt when I touched their arms or the smell of their hair.

Opening my eyes slightly, staring up and the dull grey ceiling, I realised that I hadn't experienced anything.

Deciding not to think about stuff like that, I just my eyes tight and rolled over, covering myself with my blankets.

And falling onto the floor.

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Ummmm...........how does 'sorry' sound? I have NO excuse as to why I haven't been updating, apart from I got the KareKano box set! -Jumps in the air- but the series stopped at around book 8, so I didn't really see anything I hadn't read in the graphic novels. And I also got the first D.N. Angel graphic novel! AND a graphics tablet! -Strokes her tablet- Mwahahahhahahhahaa!

Anyways, I decided that this'll probably be a kinda short fic, no more than about 12 chapters. Ten at the minimum I think.

So I hopes you had a nice Easter. I only had a few eggs but dad and me had a chocolate run the day before Easter anyways, so I think I'm going off chocolate, bleaurgh. Read and review please!

Ja ne!

Sakura Clover