She was labeled Outcast. Kicked out of her school, her home, her country, she flees to the only place where peace will allow her to follow, the states. Three years later, she's coming back for more. Now it's her turn to label them. She is also back for sweet bitter revenge. Watch as she collides with Syaoran Li, the only person who looked passed her flab, and into her heart he went.
Chapter 3 – Cerise Huang
What waits before me…? More haters at my new school probably. I sighed. Syaoran was so nice to me…I wonder if someone else might…well, might be similar. I hope they look past this flab, this ugliness and…be my friend.
"Sakura darling, we're now here at our home." Auntie Sayuri gestured toward a big yellow house after parking her car. I almost gasped. It was huge…but it looked so…welcoming also. I kept silent though; nervous of whom I'll be living with, nervous of…my new school. A hand placed itself on my shoulder comfortingly.
"You'll fit in here darling." I nodded, not trusting my voice. I feel so overwhelmed…
"Now let's go in." Auntie led me in the house by my shoulders. As I stepped in, I saw two pairs of eyes on me. I saw a man, supposedly my uncle. He had warm eyes, despite the icy cold color.
"Hello. I…I have a niece…" he muttered to himself, looking in joy. My eyes widened. Joy…? Oh yeah…most adults don't care about my weight. I nodded. Then I glanced over at the other pair of eyes. I gulped, looking him up and down. He had messy chestnut hair that was all over the place and royal cerulean eyes. I blinked, looking him over again. I can definitely say he's cute but…he's my cousin…I think. A slow smile spread on his face as he stared into my eyes.
"Hi. I am Akira Huang." He had this unusual warmth around him, making me feel comfortable. I thought…for a moment that he might mock me.
"Akira is your step-cousin." Uncle explained.
"Step-cousin?" I mumbled to myself.
"Akira, show Sakura to her room." Auntie ordered a sly smile on her face. I blinked. Sly smile…?
"I'll show you to your room." Akira grabbed my arm and dragged me upstairs. I gulped. This is my step-cousin and I'm all…googly around him. Maybe it's just the uncomfortable-ness.
I stood stiff like stone. My room…it's pink. Everything is pink…how disgusting. I glanced over at Akira. If I want to be true friends with him, I should…act cool, right?
"It's pink…" I vocalized. Akira blinked and smiled.
"Like it? I thought you would well…since you're a girl." Akira muttered, starring down, a small smile on him. I arched a brow.
"You…did you decorate my room? By the way you're speaking, it seems as if-"
"Yeah…sorry, I thought all girls liked pink." Akira almost frowned, I could tell. I'm so rude…
"Hey…are you sexist then?" I questioned, praying he laughs and the tension will be gone. Akira's eyes widened, he looked horrified. I smirked as a look of recognition flickered in his eyes.
"Oh no, no, no, I didn't mean it like that dear cousin!" He defended, raising his hands in the air in a silly surrendering gesture. I glared teasingly at him.
"Oh…ok, I did mean it that way! Now are you happy?" Akira questioned, I just felt so warm and welcomed.
"Yes…I'm happy."
"Why don't you tell me about yourself? I'd like to know more about my cousin." Akira suggested. We both sat down on my horrible pink bed. We talked for hours…we talked of a million things. The things ranged from old dirty socks to stars. Eek, that was a horrible example. Now let me rephrase…the things ranged from romance to war.
"Did…you have a boyfriend in Japan?" Akira asked slyly. I shook my head rapidly.
"Were you drugged?! No way would someone want to date me!" I screamed at him and continuously hit him lightly with my pillow. Akira laughed.
"Sorry, sorry, and no, I'm certainly not drugged! I'm so under aged!" Akira scolded me for my twisted mind. I laughed lightly. After a while, our laughing died down.
"But…what about that Syaoran Li guy?" A mysterious glint was in his eyes…or maybe it was the lighting. His question caused me to hit him harder with the pillow. Suddenly, Akira grabbed the pillow from my grip and threw it across the room. I stared at him, huffing, he ruined my fun!
"No, seriously." Akira said and shortly laughed. Guess the fool couldn't help it…aw hell, I'm even laughing. Our goofiness died out quickly.
"Um…Syaoran Li would never like me…hey, that rhymes!" I cried out joyfully, changing the subject. Throughout the whole day, Akira would always bring up Syaoran in our conversation. It was odd…but it gave me the excuse of hurting Akira. Heehee, I love him and all but a girl has got to have her fun once in a while right? And…I haven't had much fun for a LONG time!
How could I? I was always busy fussing over my mother. She's a workaholic…not that I blame her. For her ways, I've got clothes and food! I was busy running away from Dana and the gang also. It truly hurt, knowing day after day I would always go home as a loner…as an outcast. Nothing went the way I liked it…I want to be accepted, I want to have fun, and I want my worries to wash away. Is that to much to ask for? Is it so hard for me to have my ways…as I like it?
(Three Years Later)
What I didn't know that after one whole year, I would have my ways. As.I.Like.It.
"Cerise!" a person cried out through the crowd. I knew the voice. It was my best friend, my cousin, my dear Akira, partner in crime! I slightly slid my shades off.
"How was French class?" I inquired, seeing he learned something new. Cerise…? What the hell if that? But it seems my message hasn't gotten to him. It was the annoying, roaring crowd in the hallway.
"Sakura, will you eat lunch with me?!" A person cried out, I ignored them, my eyes scanning for Akira, who unfortunately was lost in the crowd.
"Sakura, I need some advice on boys! Help me?"
"Sakura, love your hair, where did you get it done?"
"Where'd you buy your clothes Sakura?"
"Whoa, have you lost weight? You look great!" The last shout out made me cringe. Then I smirked. Sure as hell I lost some weight! When I was 13 years old, I weighed 158 pounds, it was horrifying. As a year past by, I weighed around 120, with the help of Akira. I was being bullied on my first day of East Creek Junior High. But student's teasing of me quickly died out as Akira stepped forward. Ironically, he was part of the in-crowd. He was like…Jamie! But instead of being the cruelest, Akira was super nice!
After Akira fixed me up like diamonds, students crowded around me. Of course as you can imagine, I was truly in rage. Akira helped me get revenge on those stupid popularity-craved fools. It felt sweet, as I liked it.
Finally, Akira reached me and grabbed my arm. Leading me away from the crowd. The stupid fools didn't notice and were crowding around nothing. Akira leaned against a locker and smirked.
"The fools don't know…" I nodded, staring intently at Akira. Without him…I would be a big fat blob that was ugly…extremely ugly. I felt grateful but couldn't express my words. On impulse, I leaped at him and pulled him in an embrace. Akira threw me a surprised glance. I smiled.
"Thanks…" I muttered. His blue eyes were clear and clearly confused.
"For what, Cerise…?" Akira inquired…again with the Cerise! I pulled away from him and stared him down.
"What the hell is a Cerise?!"
"…You." He mumbled. I quirked an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"I know your name is Sakura, cherry blossom. Since today was my first French class, I asked my teacher what your name in French would be." He explained, smiling sheepishly. I laughed.
"Cerise. Isn't that a bit too short?" I inquired, it did sound short! Too short…
"Yeah…Fleur De Cerise is Cherry Blossom in French. That is obviously way too long so I took cherry from it. Clever of me, huh?" Akira nudged me comically. I smirked.
"Clever? You mean clumsy you!" I reached my hand out and knocked 2 heavy books out of Akira's hands, and right after that, the look on Akira's face yelled, 'Run, fool!' I did what I read. I ran for my dear life.
I squealed as I slammed the door shut. Stupid Akira!
"Open up! I have every right to be in there, fille stupide!" Akira banged on the door viciously.
"Meow! Sounds like this kitty is having a hissy fit!" I laughed teasingly as my remark earned even harder bangs.
"You better open up now! If you do, I'll hurt you less!" Akira yelled, returning my tease.
"Sakura!" Auntie Sayuri gasped as she ran into the room.
"Open that door right now or Akira will break it down!" She cried, imagining the possible damage. I quickly muttered sorry and flung the door open. Unfortunately, stupid Akira chose that moment to ram into the "door." He slid on the ground and moaned.
"Stupid door! Stupid fille!" Fille? Now what the hell is he learning these days?! Oh yeah…girl in French, maybe I should learn some so I can counter him.
"Akira! Are you alright?" Auntie rushed over to Akira. He did look a bit dizzy…
"Are you ok?" I asked, I admit I'm concerned now. I kneeled down to Akira.
"Oh, I'm so sor-eek!" That little monster pulled me down on the ground. I glared at him as we both lay on the ground, how sad. I hear chuckling and my eyes quickly traced the person. It was uncle Kenshiro. I sighed and sat up, Akira following my moves.
"You two are so amusing." Auntie and uncle laughed at us. Akira sighed. But I finally noticed something. I cocked a brow.
"Why are you two home so…early?" I asked, suspicious. Their laughter died down.
"Well…we were home arranging a few things. Why don't we all go to the family room, sit down, and talk?" Auntie Sayuri led us to the family room. Uncle Kenshiro remained standing up and starring at us all. Auntie sat down on a arm chair and I seated myself next to Akira in the two-seater. Uncle Kenshiro smiled a bit; a trace of worry was evident on his face.
"Well…mainly, this involves you two." He said, my interest was piqued. I nodded, urging him to go on.
"It hurt Sayuri when she had to tear you away from Tomoeda, Sakura. It must have been awful for you, leaving your friends, your home, your town, and your country. Sayuri and We've been planning this for a while and…" he paused, glancing at Sayuri. Uncle Kenshiro excused himself and disappeared going up the stairs. Akira and I turned our attention to auntie Sayuri.
"Kenshiro and I bought two tickets to Tomoeda, Japan. Who wants to go?" She asked, smiling nervously. I gasped and Akira's eyes slightly widened. Silence washed over the room. I gulped.
"W-why?" I asked, breaking the silence. Auntie was surprised this time.
"Why not? Do you not want to return home, for a visit I mean?" She waited for my reply. I couldn't believe this. If I do go home…I-I might meet Dana and the others…but I might also meet Syaoran! I glanced at Akira, he was silent and looking down.
"Do you mean…Sakura and I are going to Japan?" He spoke up for the first time. Auntie nodded. I felt like…crying in joy and screaming in agony. I had a tough life in Japan, do I really want to go? I…I just don't know.
"Excuse me…I must think about this." I ran up my room, confused. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in…" I sighed. The door creaked open and Akira jumped in, a joyful expression showing.
"Japan, Japan! Sweet Japan, here we come!" He exclaimed in monotone, pretending to be happy as he suspiciously examined me.
"What?" I inquired, almost twitching in annoyance.
"What?!" He questioned me back. I glowered.
"No!" I yelled, knowing he was lingering around. Waiting for the right moment to pounce the question on me. What question you ask? This question; so, want to go to Japan?
"Why not?" He whined.
"Because!" I retorted, turning away from him.
"Because why?" He turned me back to look at him.
"Go away!"
"Make me!"
"Sorry, I don't make idiots!"
"Well-well…sorry…" Akira mumbled. He hugged me.
"Why don't you want go?"
"…"
"Sakura…" he sighed, probably thinking I'm pointless. I gave in.
"I just…fear that I'll bump into Dana, Veronica, Ricky, Timmy, Katherine, or Jamie…" I mumbled, feeling cowardly. I was a girl full of pride. Akira scoffed.
"So what if you do? Not that I'm saying you will, but if you do, what can they do to you?" He questioned, making me look him in the eyes.
"Ridicule me." I quickly answered. Akira laughed.
"No they won't. What's there to make fun of? Look at yourself!" Akira dragged me to my person-length mirror. He stared at me, and I stared at me.
"What do you see?" He questioned.
"The same old chubby, ugly, loner, easily-intimidated girl who's not worth it to beat up but fun to anyway." I replied in monotone. Akira pinched me.
"Ow!" I yelped, aiming a punch at him. He stuck his tongue out.
"It's either you're drugged or you're blind." He retorted, I was about to throw back an insult but he hugged me.
"I see a beautiful, skinny, cute, sweet, adorable, drop dead, foxy gal." Akira winked. I burst out laughing.
"And you say I'm drunk!" I continued laughing, silly fool he is!
"It's true!" He defended. I nodded.
"Uh-huh…and I just saw a retired man flying on jetpacks and biting in an apple whiz by." The sarcasm was obvious but Akira chose to ignore me.
"Really? Awesome!" He cried happily. I rolled my eyes.
"Back to topic, there's nothing for them to ridicule about you." He said. I doubted his words though.
"I don't know…"
"What about your lover boy?" Akira questioned me, I never seen him this serious before.
"Excuse me?"
"Syaoran Li. Don't you want to see him? To hold him? To kiss him?" His first question was serious, but he slowly slipped into a teasing high pitched tone as he asked the other ones. I crunched my face in disgust.
"You creepy, Akira."
"Thank you!" He exaggerated his bow. I muffled a giggle.
"Revenge!" Akira suddenly cried out. I looked away uninterested.
"Excuse me?"
"Revenge! Don't you want to go back to Japan to have your revenge with the ever-so-popular-in-crowd?" I rolled my eyes. There he goes again with the Japan thing.
"Akira!" I whined.
"Sakura!" He whined.
"Akira!"
"Sakura!"
This continued on for several minutes.
"SAKURA!"
"FINE! I'LL GO! HAPPY?!" I screamed.
"Very!" Akira smiled and hopped out girlishly. I frowned.
"Stupid Japan…like hell I'll ever be on a plane to there."
I stared out the window. I cannot I believe I'm on the plane to Japan! It's been so freaking soon!
"From the way auntie Sayuri and uncle Kenshiro pushed us on the plane, you'd think they wanted to rid us from them quickly." I muttered to Akira, I glanced at him to find him sleeping. I groaned.
"I'm so alone!" I cried out.
"Shut up!" A stewardess yelled. I grumbled and my thoughts drifted off to Japan and what I might meet there. At some point, I fell asleep.
"Wake up, Cerise!"
I slowly opened my eyes. I grumbled and pushed Akira out of my face.
"What…?" I asked, feeling all groggy and disgusting.
"We're in Japan right now." My eyes widened. I sprung off my seat. During this, I guess my necklace fell off my neck. Akira bent down to pick it up.
(Third Person)
"What's this?" he asked slyly. Sakura reached for it and Akira held it higher. She sighed.
"Give me that stupid locket back. We have to go." Sakura felt cranky and she quickly snatched it out of Akira's hand. She ran out the plane quickly with anticipation, Akira following closely behind.
"By the way, where are we staying at?" Sakura inquired, not bothering to look at Akira.
"In a house." Sakura threw her head back and glared at Akira.
"Honestly, I have the address in my pocket, too lazy though." Sakura 'hmphed' and they walked silently.
"Are you ok…?" Akira asked. Sakura nodded.
"Sorry for worrying you and being rude. I just…it's hard." Sakura was walking with her head down. Akira looked ahead and smiled.
"No problem-look, it's our house!" Akira exclaimed happily. Right when Sakura looked up, she slammed into a guy. Both collided and fell down harshly on the ground after the impact. Sakura blinked and stared at the guy.
"Watch where you're going!" He snapped, picking himself up and began walking away. Sakura shook her head and quickly walked after him, grabbing his arm. He winced.
"If you watched where you were going, you would easily dodge me, so don't blame me, punk." She hissed, the cranky feeling deep within her still. Suddenly, she noticed the guy's arm was bleeding, the one she was squeezing.
"Oh my god! I'm sorry-AKIRA!" Sakura yelled, and Akira ran toward them, he shot a look at the guy and turned to Sakura.
"What are you doing with this stranger?!"
"Shut up, Akira. Where's our house? This guy needs help, his arm is bleeding."
"Who says I'll go in your house?" The guy inquired. Sakura scowled at him.
"You better if you don't want a stupid infection…" Sakura dragged the guy into their house, not even noticing what it looked like. She took a cloth from the cabinet and wiped the blood off his arm, cleaned it, and bandaged it. The guy stared at her while she did the process.
"Thanks…" he muttered, losing the mean exterior.
"What's your name?" Sakura asked, curious and couldn't help herself.
"Syaoran Li…and you are…?" Sakura refrained a gasp. Syaoran…Syaoran…Syaoran…Syaoran… "I'm…I'm-"
"Cerise Huang." Syaoran and Sakura turned to Akira, leaning against the wall and smirking. Syaoran turned back to Sakura. He checked his watch and quickly got up from his chair.
"I-I've got to go, thank you!" Syaoran stuttered and ran out of their house. Sakura gawked after him. She turned to Akira.
"Why'd you tell him a fake name?!"
"I've got a plan, just follow me and it'll be successful." Akira replied, smiling slyly. Sakura examined him, clearly suspicious.
"Right…" she muttered. She finally took notice of this house.
"This is strangely familiar…" She muttered, collecting her thoughts and digging deep into her memories.
Akira smiled dryly.
"You certainly are the Queen of Dense…
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mysticalflame : Sorry, lol. I know you expected Tomoyo to be there to help Sakura and yeah but she's not. I was planning on doing it first but…it seems so typical to choose Tomoyo, you know? Also, I just have a hard time writing about Tomoyo so she's naturally not in some of my fictions. Sorry again, you can live without her though, right?
Phantom Poet : I believe this chapter may have answered your questions.
FLiPguRL219 : I never read that book ; I got Sayuri from my mind, lol. I was thinking of flowers in Japanese so yeah…
Fanficpixie : Sorry to disappoint you Hannah :P This obviously answers your questions lol
Spring Turkey : :/ I think you overlooked it ; Your name was at the very end. I wouldn't dare forgot to thank you :
Sarah the original : O.O You read my mind. I was planning in the first place to make her come back 3 years later, OMG! I bet you know the rest of my fic…shhhhh don't tell anyone :P
Lady Mystic Saria : Interesting fic you have there : I haven't finished reading it yet though. When I'll find the time, I'll review Keep up the good work.
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What waits before me…? More haters at my new school probably. I sighed. Syaoran was so nice to me…I wonder if someone else might…well, might be similar. I hope they look past this flab, this ugliness and…be my friend.
"Sakura darling, we're now here at our home." Auntie Sayuri gestured toward a big yellow house after parking her car. I almost gasped. It was huge…but it looked so…welcoming also. I kept silent though; nervous of whom I'll be living with, nervous of…my new school. A hand placed itself on my shoulder comfortingly.
"You'll fit in here darling." I nodded, not trusting my voice. I feel so overwhelmed…
"Now let's go in." Auntie led me in the house by my shoulders. As I stepped in, I saw two pairs of eyes on me. I saw a man, supposedly my uncle. He had warm eyes, despite the icy cold color.
"Hello. I…I have a niece…" he muttered to himself, looking in joy. My eyes widened. Joy…? Oh yeah…most adults don't care about my weight. I nodded. Then I glanced over at the other pair of eyes. I gulped, looking him up and down. He had messy chestnut hair that was all over the place and royal cerulean eyes. I blinked, looking him over again. I can definitely say he's cute but…he's my cousin…I think. A slow smile spread on his face as he stared into my eyes.
"Hi. I am Akira Huang." He had this unusual warmth around him, making me feel comfortable. I thought…for a moment that he might mock me.
"Akira is your step-cousin." Uncle explained.
"Step-cousin?" I mumbled to myself.
"Akira, show Sakura to her room." Auntie ordered a sly smile on her face. I blinked. Sly smile…?
"I'll show you to your room." Akira grabbed my arm and dragged me upstairs. I gulped. This is my step-cousin and I'm all…googly around him. Maybe it's just the uncomfortable-ness.
I stood stiff like stone. My room…it's pink. Everything is pink…how disgusting. I glanced over at Akira. If I want to be true friends with him, I should…act cool, right?
"It's pink…" I vocalized. Akira blinked and smiled.
"Like it? I thought you would well…since you're a girl." Akira muttered, starring down, a small smile on him. I arched a brow.
"You…did you decorate my room? By the way you're speaking, it seems as if-"
"Yeah…sorry, I thought all girls liked pink." Akira almost frowned, I could tell. I'm so rude…
"Hey…are you sexist then?" I questioned, praying he laughs and the tension will be gone. Akira's eyes widened, he looked horrified. I smirked as a look of recognition flickered in his eyes.
"Oh no, no, no, I didn't mean it like that dear cousin!" He defended, raising his hands in the air in a silly surrendering gesture. I glared teasingly at him.
"Oh…ok, I did mean it that way! Now are you happy?" Akira questioned, I just felt so warm and welcomed.
"Yes…I'm happy."
"Why don't you tell me about yourself? I'd like to know more about my cousin." Akira suggested. We both sat down on my horrible pink bed. We talked for hours…we talked of a million things. The things ranged from old dirty socks to stars. Eek, that was a horrible example. Now let me rephrase…the things ranged from romance to war.
"Did…you have a boyfriend in Japan?" Akira asked slyly. I shook my head rapidly.
"Were you drugged?! No way would someone want to date me!" I screamed at him and continuously hit him lightly with my pillow. Akira laughed.
"Sorry, sorry, and no, I'm certainly not drugged! I'm so under aged!" Akira scolded me for my twisted mind. I laughed lightly. After a while, our laughing died down.
"But…what about that Syaoran Li guy?" A mysterious glint was in his eyes…or maybe it was the lighting. His question caused me to hit him harder with the pillow. Suddenly, Akira grabbed the pillow from my grip and threw it across the room. I stared at him, huffing, he ruined my fun!
"No, seriously." Akira said and shortly laughed. Guess the fool couldn't help it…aw hell, I'm even laughing. Our goofiness died out quickly.
"Um…Syaoran Li would never like me…hey, that rhymes!" I cried out joyfully, changing the subject. Throughout the whole day, Akira would always bring up Syaoran in our conversation. It was odd…but it gave me the excuse of hurting Akira. Heehee, I love him and all but a girl has got to have her fun once in a while right? And…I haven't had much fun for a LONG time!
How could I? I was always busy fussing over my mother. She's a workaholic…not that I blame her. For her ways, I've got clothes and food! I was busy running away from Dana and the gang also. It truly hurt, knowing day after day I would always go home as a loner…as an outcast. Nothing went the way I liked it…I want to be accepted, I want to have fun, and I want my worries to wash away. Is that to much to ask for? Is it so hard for me to have my ways…as I like it?
(Three Years Later)
What I didn't know that after one whole year, I would have my ways. As.I.Like.It.
"Cerise!" a person cried out through the crowd. I knew the voice. It was my best friend, my cousin, my dear Akira, partner in crime! I slightly slid my shades off.
"How was French class?" I inquired, seeing he learned something new. Cerise…? What the hell if that? But it seems my message hasn't gotten to him. It was the annoying, roaring crowd in the hallway.
"Sakura, will you eat lunch with me?!" A person cried out, I ignored them, my eyes scanning for Akira, who unfortunately was lost in the crowd.
"Sakura, I need some advice on boys! Help me?"
"Sakura, love your hair, where did you get it done?"
"Where'd you buy your clothes Sakura?"
"Whoa, have you lost weight? You look great!" The last shout out made me cringe. Then I smirked. Sure as hell I lost some weight! When I was 13 years old, I weighed 158 pounds, it was horrifying. As a year past by, I weighed around 120, with the help of Akira. I was being bullied on my first day of East Creek Junior High. But student's teasing of me quickly died out as Akira stepped forward. Ironically, he was part of the in-crowd. He was like…Jamie! But instead of being the cruelest, Akira was super nice!
After Akira fixed me up like diamonds, students crowded around me. Of course as you can imagine, I was truly in rage. Akira helped me get revenge on those stupid popularity-craved fools. It felt sweet, as I liked it.
Finally, Akira reached me and grabbed my arm. Leading me away from the crowd. The stupid fools didn't notice and were crowding around nothing. Akira leaned against a locker and smirked.
"The fools don't know…" I nodded, staring intently at Akira. Without him…I would be a big fat blob that was ugly…extremely ugly. I felt grateful but couldn't express my words. On impulse, I leaped at him and pulled him in an embrace. Akira threw me a surprised glance. I smiled.
"Thanks…" I muttered. His blue eyes were clear and clearly confused.
"For what, Cerise…?" Akira inquired…again with the Cerise! I pulled away from him and stared him down.
"What the hell is a Cerise?!"
"…You." He mumbled. I quirked an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"I know your name is Sakura, cherry blossom. Since today was my first French class, I asked my teacher what your name in French would be." He explained, smiling sheepishly. I laughed.
"Cerise. Isn't that a bit too short?" I inquired, it did sound short! Too short…
"Yeah…Fleur De Cerise is Cherry Blossom in French. That is obviously way too long so I took cherry from it. Clever of me, huh?" Akira nudged me comically. I smirked.
"Clever? You mean clumsy you!" I reached my hand out and knocked 2 heavy books out of Akira's hands, and right after that, the look on Akira's face yelled, 'Run, fool!' I did what I read. I ran for my dear life.
I squealed as I slammed the door shut. Stupid Akira!
"Open up! I have every right to be in there, fille stupide!" Akira banged on the door viciously.
"Meow! Sounds like this kitty is having a hissy fit!" I laughed teasingly as my remark earned even harder bangs.
"You better open up now! If you do, I'll hurt you less!" Akira yelled, returning my tease.
"Sakura!" Auntie Sayuri gasped as she ran into the room.
"Open that door right now or Akira will break it down!" She cried, imagining the possible damage. I quickly muttered sorry and flung the door open. Unfortunately, stupid Akira chose that moment to ram into the "door." He slid on the ground and moaned.
"Stupid door! Stupid fille!" Fille? Now what the hell is he learning these days?! Oh yeah…girl in French, maybe I should learn some so I can counter him.
"Akira! Are you alright?" Auntie rushed over to Akira. He did look a bit dizzy…
"Are you ok?" I asked, I admit I'm concerned now. I kneeled down to Akira.
"Oh, I'm so sor-eek!" That little monster pulled me down on the ground. I glared at him as we both lay on the ground, how sad. I hear chuckling and my eyes quickly traced the person. It was uncle Kenshiro. I sighed and sat up, Akira following my moves.
"You two are so amusing." Auntie and uncle laughed at us. Akira sighed. But I finally noticed something. I cocked a brow.
"Why are you two home so…early?" I asked, suspicious. Their laughter died down.
"Well…we were home arranging a few things. Why don't we all go to the family room, sit down, and talk?" Auntie Sayuri led us to the family room. Uncle Kenshiro remained standing up and starring at us all. Auntie sat down on a arm chair and I seated myself next to Akira in the two-seater. Uncle Kenshiro smiled a bit; a trace of worry was evident on his face.
"Well…mainly, this involves you two." He said, my interest was piqued. I nodded, urging him to go on.
"It hurt Sayuri when she had to tear you away from Tomoeda, Sakura. It must have been awful for you, leaving your friends, your home, your town, and your country. Sayuri and We've been planning this for a while and…" he paused, glancing at Sayuri. Uncle Kenshiro excused himself and disappeared going up the stairs. Akira and I turned our attention to auntie Sayuri.
"Kenshiro and I bought two tickets to Tomoeda, Japan. Who wants to go?" She asked, smiling nervously. I gasped and Akira's eyes slightly widened. Silence washed over the room. I gulped.
"W-why?" I asked, breaking the silence. Auntie was surprised this time.
"Why not? Do you not want to return home, for a visit I mean?" She waited for my reply. I couldn't believe this. If I do go home…I-I might meet Dana and the others…but I might also meet Syaoran! I glanced at Akira, he was silent and looking down.
"Do you mean…Sakura and I are going to Japan?" He spoke up for the first time. Auntie nodded. I felt like…crying in joy and screaming in agony. I had a tough life in Japan, do I really want to go? I…I just don't know.
"Excuse me…I must think about this." I ran up my room, confused. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in…" I sighed. The door creaked open and Akira jumped in, a joyful expression showing.
"Japan, Japan! Sweet Japan, here we come!" He exclaimed in monotone, pretending to be happy as he suspiciously examined me.
"What?" I inquired, almost twitching in annoyance.
"What?!" He questioned me back. I glowered.
"No!" I yelled, knowing he was lingering around. Waiting for the right moment to pounce the question on me. What question you ask? This question; so, want to go to Japan?
"Why not?" He whined.
"Because!" I retorted, turning away from him.
"Because why?" He turned me back to look at him.
"Go away!"
"Make me!"
"Sorry, I don't make idiots!"
"Well-well…sorry…" Akira mumbled. He hugged me.
"Why don't you want go?"
"…"
"Sakura…" he sighed, probably thinking I'm pointless. I gave in.
"I just…fear that I'll bump into Dana, Veronica, Ricky, Timmy, Katherine, or Jamie…" I mumbled, feeling cowardly. I was a girl full of pride. Akira scoffed.
"So what if you do? Not that I'm saying you will, but if you do, what can they do to you?" He questioned, making me look him in the eyes.
"Ridicule me." I quickly answered. Akira laughed.
"No they won't. What's there to make fun of? Look at yourself!" Akira dragged me to my person-length mirror. He stared at me, and I stared at me.
"What do you see?" He questioned.
"The same old chubby, ugly, loner, easily-intimidated girl who's not worth it to beat up but fun to anyway." I replied in monotone. Akira pinched me.
"Ow!" I yelped, aiming a punch at him. He stuck his tongue out.
"It's either you're drugged or you're blind." He retorted, I was about to throw back an insult but he hugged me.
"I see a beautiful, skinny, cute, sweet, adorable, drop dead, foxy gal." Akira winked. I burst out laughing.
"And you say I'm drunk!" I continued laughing, silly fool he is!
"It's true!" He defended. I nodded.
"Uh-huh…and I just saw a retired man flying on jetpacks and biting in an apple whiz by." The sarcasm was obvious but Akira chose to ignore me.
"Really? Awesome!" He cried happily. I rolled my eyes.
"Back to topic, there's nothing for them to ridicule about you." He said. I doubted his words though.
"I don't know…"
"What about your lover boy?" Akira questioned me, I never seen him this serious before.
"Excuse me?"
"Syaoran Li. Don't you want to see him? To hold him? To kiss him?" His first question was serious, but he slowly slipped into a teasing high pitched tone as he asked the other ones. I crunched my face in disgust.
"You creepy, Akira."
"Thank you!" He exaggerated his bow. I muffled a giggle.
"Revenge!" Akira suddenly cried out. I looked away uninterested.
"Excuse me?"
"Revenge! Don't you want to go back to Japan to have your revenge with the ever-so-popular-in-crowd?" I rolled my eyes. There he goes again with the Japan thing.
"Akira!" I whined.
"Sakura!" He whined.
"Akira!"
"Sakura!"
This continued on for several minutes.
"SAKURA!"
"FINE! I'LL GO! HAPPY?!" I screamed.
"Very!" Akira smiled and hopped out girlishly. I frowned.
"Stupid Japan…like hell I'll ever be on a plane to there."
I stared out the window. I cannot I believe I'm on the plane to Japan! It's been so freaking soon!
"From the way auntie Sayuri and uncle Kenshiro pushed us on the plane, you'd think they wanted to rid us from them quickly." I muttered to Akira, I glanced at him to find him sleeping. I groaned.
"I'm so alone!" I cried out.
"Shut up!" A stewardess yelled. I grumbled and my thoughts drifted off to Japan and what I might meet there. At some point, I fell asleep.
"Wake up, Cerise!"
I slowly opened my eyes. I grumbled and pushed Akira out of my face.
"What…?" I asked, feeling all groggy and disgusting.
"We're in Japan right now." My eyes widened. I sprung off my seat. During this, I guess my necklace fell off my neck. Akira bent down to pick it up.
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"What's this?" he asked slyly. Sakura reached for it and Akira held it higher. She sighed.
"Give me that stupid locket back. We have to go." Sakura felt cranky and she quickly snatched it out of Akira's hand. She ran out the plane quickly with anticipation, Akira following closely behind.
"By the way, where are we staying at?" Sakura inquired, not bothering to look at Akira.
"In a house." Sakura threw her head back and glared at Akira.
"Honestly, I have the address in my pocket, too lazy though." Sakura 'hmphed' and they walked silently.
"Are you ok…?" Akira asked. Sakura nodded.
"Sorry for worrying you and being rude. I just…it's hard." Sakura was walking with her head down. Akira looked ahead and smiled.
"No problem-look, it's our house!" Akira exclaimed happily. Right when Sakura looked up, she slammed into a guy. Both collided and fell down harshly on the ground after the impact. Sakura blinked and stared at the guy.
"Watch where you're going!" He snapped, picking himself up and began walking away. Sakura shook her head and quickly walked after him, grabbing his arm. He winced.
"If you watched where you were going, you would easily dodge me, so don't blame me, punk." She hissed, the cranky feeling deep within her still. Suddenly, she noticed the guy's arm was bleeding, the one she was squeezing.
"Oh my god! I'm sorry-AKIRA!" Sakura yelled, and Akira ran toward them, he shot a look at the guy and turned to Sakura.
"What are you doing with this stranger?!"
"Shut up, Akira. Where's our house? This guy needs help, his arm is bleeding."
"Who says I'll go in your house?" The guy inquired. Sakura scowled at him.
"You better if you don't want a stupid infection…" Sakura dragged the guy into their house, not even noticing what it looked like. She took a cloth from the cabinet and wiped the blood off his arm, cleaned it, and bandaged it. The guy stared at her while she did the process.
"Thanks…" he muttered, losing the mean exterior.
"What's your name?" Sakura asked, curious and couldn't help herself.
"Syaoran Li…and you are…?" Sakura refrained a gasp. Syaoran…Syaoran…Syaoran…Syaoran… "I'm…I'm-"
"Cerise Huang." Syaoran and Sakura turned to Akira, leaning against the wall and smirking. Syaoran turned back to Sakura. He checked his watch and quickly got up from his chair.
"I-I've got to go, thank you!" Syaoran stuttered and ran out of their house. Sakura gawked after him. She turned to Akira.
"Why'd you tell him a fake name?!"
"I've got a plan, just follow me and it'll be successful." Akira replied, smiling slyly. Sakura examined him, clearly suspicious.
"Right…" she muttered. She finally took notice of this house.
"This is strangely familiar…" She muttered, collecting her thoughts and digging deep into her memories.
Akira smiled dryly.
"You certainly are the Queen of Dense…
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mysticalflame : Sorry, lol. I know you expected Tomoyo to be there to help Sakura and yeah but she's not. I was planning on doing it first but…it seems so typical to choose Tomoyo, you know? Also, I just have a hard time writing about Tomoyo so she's naturally not in some of my fictions. Sorry again, you can live without her though, right?
Phantom Poet : I believe this chapter may have answered your questions.
FLiPguRL219 : I never read that book ; I got Sayuri from my mind, lol. I was thinking of flowers in Japanese so yeah…
Fanficpixie : Sorry to disappoint you Hannah :P This obviously answers your questions lol
Spring Turkey : :/ I think you overlooked it ; Your name was at the very end. I wouldn't dare forgot to thank you :
Sarah the original : O.O You read my mind. I was planning in the first place to make her come back 3 years later, OMG! I bet you know the rest of my fic…shhhhh don't tell anyone :P
Lady Mystic Saria : Interesting fic you have there : I haven't finished reading it yet though. When I'll find the time, I'll review Keep up the good work.
Ok- This took a long time to update…sadly, I wrote all this in one day ; And yep…it was today, 10/19/04. Lol, silly me. Sorry for keeping the wait. I hope the length makes up for it.
Now time for the thanks :
Special thanks to my lovely reviewers : kura52, Dana De Birdie, aznyugiangel, AnimeObsessionFantasy, guardgurl123 , kawaiitenshisakura, Pink Babi, kaoru104, Princess Krystal01, bennie babbie, Lotus Dreams, mysticalflame, INVU4URAQT, Phantom Poet , Book Lover990 , Viky , FLiPguRL219, sTaR zZz, Carmela-chan, stefanie Johnson, Kimiko5, the nadja, Fanficpixie, Sieg1308, Spring Turkey, Sarah the original, heheangel kisses, Lady Mystic Saria, Karana, paula wang, and lilsakura . : Thank you all! Your reviews are the only reason why I'm still updating. Thank you a lot!
Have fun reading and please excuse my grammar, typos, and spelling errors. I'm rushing to upload this and my beta reader is busy : /
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