A Predictable Predicament
By Rosedreamer49
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot.
Chapter 9: Smiles
"So, Touya, having stayed up all night, slept in the uncomfortable kitchen chairs, and having pretty much no rest what so ever, how do you feel?" Yuki smiled, devilishly, and poked Touya again.
Touya groaned, and rolled over. Off the chair. He immediately fell back to sleep.
"I don't suppose you want to know that there is a message on the phone from Feng Husho, director of Hong Kong Uni. He was asking if you wanted to have an interview in person or on the phone. He would like to meet you in person if you have no preference."
Touya rolled over again. "You aren't just saying this to make me wake up, are you? 'Cause if you are, I'll kill you in your sleep after I wake up."
"I wouldn't dream of it, Touya, dear."
"Give me the damn phone." Yuki handed the cordless phone to Touya, who checked the message for Feng Husho's phone number. Having written it down, he called.
"Yes, this is Touya Kinomoto, and I'm looking for Feng Husho, to return his call."
Yukito could hear the dumb receptionist's response. "Do you have an appointment?"
"No, but no one really needs an appointment to call some one. Please connect me."
"What is your name?" Touya was getting frustrated. This secretary was so stupid.
"I already told you. I am Touya Kinomoto. I am calling for Feng Husho. He asked me to call him back. Please put him on the line." Touya heard a laugh coming from Yuki, and glared. As the dumb lady connected the phone lines, he said, "It's not my fault she is so...gah! Gosh, Akizuki would make a better secretary than this." Yuki dissolved in hysterical laughter. Feng Husho came on the line.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Touya Kinomoto. You asked me to call you back about setting up an interview. I was thinking it might be best if we could just do this over the phone, seeing as I'm going to be here in Tomoeda at my sister's wedding. I can't leave now, but I'm pretty sure that after the wedding, I could come up, even if it is just to meet you."
"That's fine. Can you do it now? Or is this not a good time for you?"
"I'm actually about to walk out the door, but I can call you back around 4.00 today. We can talk then." Privately, Touya thought, 'and then I won't fell like I've been run over by a bus.'
"I look forward to the conversation, Mr. Kinomoto, and till then, good bye."
"Have a good day Mr. Husho." Touya rolled over, and went back to sleep on the kitchen floor.
Yukito picked up the phone off the floor where Touya had left it, and smiled. 'I can't believe the change that's come over him. He never would have done this much for the Chinese gaki even six months ago.'
Syaoran was also feeling like he had been run over by a truck. He had not slept at all the night before, debating what he should do to resolve his problems with his mother. He wieghed the conditions, Sakura had to be happy, he had to be happy,Yelan, his mother, had to be happy, Touya had to be happy. In that order. He was happy when Sakura was, so that settled the whole thing. But it didn't change the fact that he felt awful. He picked up the phone, and called Sakura, not realizing that it was rather early in the morning.
"Hoe....?"
"Hi, Sak, its Syaoran, can I come over?"
"Hmmnn..." Syaoran took this as a yes, grabbed his car keys, and left. He showed up at Sakura's apartment 15 minutes later, and let himself in. Sakura was still sleeping on the couch in her living room. Syaoran stood above her, looked lovingly at her. He sat in the armchair next to her, and touched her hair. Her hair was soft, and still smelled like the shampoo she used. She was wearing her flannel p.j.s, and she mumbled in her sleep, scrunched her nose, and stirred a little. Syaoran smiled. Despite popular opinion, he let his guard down when he was with Sakura. Out of everyone he knew, Sakura was probably the only one to ever see him truly smile. That was why he loved her so much. He dosed off, at peace.
A few hours later, around noon, Yukito called Sakura's apartment. No one answered, but the final ring before the answering machine woke Sakura, and she listened with disbelief as Yuki's voice played through the machine.
"Hello Sakura, this is Yuki. I just wanted to call and ask you if you knew what your brother was doing. He, right now, is prepping for a job interview, for the University of Kong Kong's archeology professor. He wants to move, so you and Syaoran will be happy living in China, and you won't have to leave anyone behind. I don't know if Syaoran's told you, but his mother really wants him to live in China and run the clan. If you have any objections, then-"
Sakura picked up the phone, and said, "NO, I have NO OBJECTIONS. I'm very very glad this is happening. I never knew Syaoran needed to be in Hong Kong. This would be great. Tell Touya I am very impressed with what he is doing...mhmmm...I'll see you tomorrow, then." Sakura hung up the phone, and left the room, leaving Syaoran asleep on the chair he had sat down in in the first place. She started humming as she made breakfast. Syaoran was awoken by the smell of food coming from the kitchen, and the sound of his future wife humming in the kitchen. At that moment, despite the problems he thought he had, he had never felt happier or more complete.
AN: Thanks to all who have reviewed! I love you. I am amazed at how much homework my school can manage to assign in the first week and a half of school I have learned so much that my brain is falling out.
if you learn a lot, then your brain falls out.
if your brain falls out, then you must have learned a lot,
FALSE CONVERSE!: if you cut open your head, then your brain falls out.
(I JUST did my Geo homework. It's kinda redundant, but fun.)
word of the day, or er...chapter...:: Satstuma n. a type of tangerine orig. grown in Japan. Also, cool Japanese pottery.
GUESS WHAT? my brother got 6 stiches yesterday, cuz he fell of a brick wall. He ruined his socks.
next chapter prediction: by sept 20th