Destined Destiny
By Vapour and Fire (Nutty-brains)
Note: Clamp is the master of Cardcaptor Sakura. But Nutty-brains is the owner of this storyline. Please enjoy!
The door slid opened. Kinomoto Sakura, struggling to wipe the higher portion of the window pane, stopped and wheel around. The person stepped with difficulty into the classroom and tugged his feet along. Tiny drops of perspiration trickled down the side of his face in trails as he tried to catch his breath.
"Good morning, Sakura," he puffed. "You're early."
"Good morning, Syaoran. Aren't you too?"
"Erm…well…"
"Hmm…Nmmmm…"
Sakura put down her rag and craned her neck to take a look behind Syaoran's back. There was Meilin, sleeping.
"Hmm…Nmmm…" That's where the sound came from. "…How many times have I told you? Don't jump on the ferris-wheel, Syaoran." Meilin mumbled in her sleep.
"Sigh. I couldn't sleep well with all that din made by her the night. She just won't stop screaming and shouting and it's really pissing me off." Syaoran complained to Sakura. "So, I thought I'll just come early to school and get ready for the day. But she fell asleep at the door when we were going to leave. And in the end, I had to piggy-backed this sleeping beauty all the way here."
Sakura smiled. "She's tired after the whole day of fun."
Syaoran rested his and Meilin's bag on the tables. Sakura went to hold firmly to Meilin's seat as the guy slowly let the girl down his back and rest her head on the desk. Then, he gave himself a good stretch and yawned. That was when Sakura realized that Syaoran had come into contact with Meilin.
"Syaoran, did you see Meilin's past? I saw her coming into contact with your hands." Sakura asked with curiosity.
"Meilin's past?" he looked at the cheery-blossom girl. "Of course, I did." He noticed that she was staring at him with 'Aren't you afraid of what you would see?' "Don't worry, all I have seen is what happened when I carry her to school-which is nothing much."
After this, she looked more relieved. She picked up the rag from where she had left it and tried once more. Syaoran, seeing how short she was (a/n although he wasn't really very tall, he was taller than Sakura), took the rag from her hand and helped her.
"Thanks."
"It was nothing. By the way, have you decided what club in school you want to participate?"
"Eh? Not at the moment. Have you?"
Syaoran finished cleaning and washed it in a pail of water. Sakura insisted that she would continue the job from there. However, the guy refused to let her.
"Me? Oh, I'm in the soccer club. But I plan on changing to another club. I wasn't given a chance to play in the competitions. Anyway, there's gonna be a event where all of the clubs will put up exhibitions to invite as many students to join their club. I bet you will find one that you like."
"Oh, what should I be choosing then?" Sakura pondered.
"Good morning, Sakura, Syaoran!" a few girls came into the class. From that point onwards, more and more students arrived at school. They began chattering among themselves and mostly, and of all the topics discussed, the subject about the society club presentation was on the top of the list.
First lesson was history, the lesson that put most students to snooze at the beginning of a new day. Meilin was awaken for the fact that she did not want to get ticked off by the teacher- an aged lady who tried to dress younger than her looks.
"Sakura?"
"Hai!" Sakura answered. Their teacher was doing the morning routine- taking attendance.
"Eriol?"
No answer.
"Eriol? Are you here? Please answer."
Whispers were heard around the classroom about why Eriol, the handsome, was not here. Questions were mostly thrown at his friends-Sakura, Syaoran and Meilin. However, the answers to the questions were often 'I don't know'.
"Silence!" The teacher said compellingly. In that instant, the class was quiet.
"I wonder what happened to Eriol," Meilin whispered to Syaoran who was sitting beside her. "Don't tell me something happened to him yesterday, at the amusement park?"
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the classroom and the classroom door slid opened with constrain. Eriol's head appeared at the door and running past behind him was Tomoyo.
Shoot! I'm dead, minced meat! Eriol ranted in his mind. How could I have overslept?
"Eriol…" The teacher said as if she's planning what to do with the latecomer.
"Hai!" Eriol replied.
Meilin whispered to her buddy again, "Eriol sounds different today, though it's not obvious, right?"
Syaoran shrugged. Maybe.
"Stand outside the classroom with a desk above your head until this lesson ends."
"Awwwwwwwww…" All the girls, who fell under his charm, felt so sorry for him. "But it is his first time getting late. Shouldn't he be given another chance?" They pleaded in unison. Apparently, they had not discovered that Eriol was already attached to someone.
"Let's have a surprise quiz now, class. Put away all your books and take out a piece of lecture pad and a pen." The old-winkled-witch-who-put-on-too-much-make-up altered to another subject.
Poor Eriol did as he was commanded and what a pitiful sight it was for the girls. Poor class did the surprise quiz as they were forced to and what a stressful sight to see them struggling with the questions. However, all these did not prevent the whole class from cursing and swearing at the teacher under their breath.
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During their recess, Tomoyo came over to the gang sitting under a huge oak tree.
"Sorry, the teacher made me stayed back for a while." Tomoyo apologized.
"Nay, it was nothing," Sakura replied. "Miss Kaho allowed the lesson to end off earlier than usual."
"Sit over here!" Meilin patted on the grass beside her. "I've saved this spot just for you."
Tomoyo took a glance at where she was supposed to be seated. There, on her left was Meilin and on the right was… erm… Meilin, sensing that the girl was too embarrassed to sit beside Eriol, was not going to let this fail her plan. She got hold of her hands and led her to the grass patch. Tomoyo finally settled herself down comfortably, if you don't include the thoughts of Eriol being beside her.
All of them took out their lunch boxes and started eating. The leaves of the tree canopied the gang from direct sunlight; although some light passed through the empty spacings and shone on parts of the ground. They had their meal as they talked behind the history teacher's back about how bad she was.
"Oh, by the way, have you all joined a club in school yet?" Sakura changed the subject. Everyone turned to look at her.
"I'm in the soccer club, but I plan on changing," Syaoran said, twirling his chopsticks in his food.
"I'm in the choir," Tomoyo said next. Sakura thought, a very good choice. Tomoyo can sing really good. "Join me, will you? Sakura?"
"Well…" Sakura was wondering if she should join the choir too.
"Join mine club, Sakura! It's the gymnastic club. Come on, it will be fun!" Meilin suggested. Sakura stared at Meilin. Maybe I could use what I have learnt at the gymnastic and, like Meilin, use to attack my brother when in times of need?
"…I have not chosen a club yet. None of which seemed to interest me." Eriol finished the last piece of vegetable in his box.
"So, Sakura, what club are you going to join?" Tomoyo inquired.
Sakura shrugged. "Let's just wait until the afternoon event."
At this moment, the bell rang and recess was over. They packed all their lunch boxes and increased their pace of footsteps back to class.
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"Wow! There's so many clubs!" Sakura wowed at the list given to her by Syaoran. He took another copy for Sakura since he wanted one for himself.
"Maybe, since our school is bigger than most schools in Tokyo." Meilin sprang up in front of Sakura. She was in a tight-fitting costume, in shades of purple and blue. In her hand, she was clutching a striped hula-hoop. "I'm sorry, Sakura. I have to demonstrate some gymnastic for the students, so, I won't be able to go with you and Syaoran. I know that Eriol has disappeared to some where and Tomoyo is busy, so I am too…" She spoke with a mixture of apologetic and disappointment in her voice.
"Don't worry. I can manage on my own, what's more, there's Syaoran around to guide me. Just do your best!" Sakura smiled and so did Meilin. Her friends called for her at the door and with a quick 'catch me later', she rushed off.
Syaoran came back from the washroom and was just in time to see Meilin running off. He poked his head from behind the door and called, "Hey, Cherry Blossom, the event has started. You want to come along with me or wonder off by your own?"
"What do you think, Little Wolf?" Sakura countered. "I do need a guide to guide me around, don't I? And she ran to the guy's side.
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"Wow, that guy did that what you called…"
"Slam dunk." Syaoran continued for her.
"Oh, I remember, slam dunk. That was so awesome!" Sakura was ranting about what she saw at the basketball court and other areas. "And, there was the-" She was cut off by a melodious song from the choir room.
"That's the choir singing," Syaoran explained.
"Tomoyo's in there too! Let's go in!" Sakura got so excited that she half dragged the guy into the room. Syaoran saw no reason to disagree for he was enchanted by the song.
There were a number of students in the room listening to the song. Sakura, being pretty short compared to the rest, elbowed her way through the crowd to the front. Syaoran followed behind. Finally, he caught up with Sakura and stood beside her. They were directly in front of the singing group on a mini stage.
Both of them immediately fell enchanted by the voices that seemed like angels from heaven. Syaoran caught sight of Tomoyo in the group- the second row, in the middle. Suddenly, he felt a finger jutted him in his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Sakura smiling. Then, she moved closer and whispered in his left ear.
"Right at the end of the crowd on the left."
Right at the end of the crowd on the left? What did Sakura mean by that? Syaoran craned his neck out a little and focus at the end of the crowd. At first, there was nothing unusual until a guy shifted a small angle to the right. There, at the end was a guy with navy blue hair. Syaoran turned and look at Tomoyo. She had not spotted Sakura and him, as well as Eriol.
Before the song ended, Sakura gestured to her friend that she wanted to go and look for Meilin. Syaoran nodded and again, elbowed their way out.
Next, they went to the hall, where Meilin and her gymnastic friends were waiting for their turn to do acrobats. There, too, was a number of students waiting eagerly to watch the performance.
"Meilin! Go do your best!" Her friends shouted as the teacher announced that Li Meilin would be the following one to perform.
"Just in time, right?" Sakura asked. Syaoran nodded his head.
The music started and Meilin ran to the middle of the hall where the floor was carpeted with mattresses. Then, in a blink of an eye, she did somersaults, followed by cartwheels.
Everyone there wowed in amazement at the graceful movement capture their attention. Suddenly, the teacher threw in a hula-hoop. Sakura immediately recognized it as the one Meilin had been holding on when she told Sakura that she had plans for the day. The hula-hoop twirled in the air, and before it landed on the ground, Meilin surprised everyone by rolling to the spot where she predicted the object would land and caught with her feet.
"That was GREAT! Total AWESOME!" Sakura clapped as the whole crowd roared with praises for Meilin. Meilin did not get distracted by the crowd, but continued on her performance. She twirled the hoop with her left foot, then her right. After that, she twirled with both feet. Next, she lifted both her feet, with the twirling hoop, and with a push from her hands, she stood on her hands, perpendicular to the ground. Her hoop flowed down from her legs to her purple and blue body and finally, to her hands. She went on to the rest of her tricks.
At last, she stood on her left foot. With the hoop on the other leg, she bent her body backwards so that the hoop on the leg also went around her neck. Her black hair fell backwards too. She stretched out both her arms and the music was over.
The hall was filled with claps and praises for the talented young gymnast. "Encore! Encore!" The students shouted. Sakura and Syaoran looked at Meilin as she relaxed herself, took off the hula-hoop and went to take a rest. Her friends gave her a bottle of mineral water and gave her a pat on her back. The teacher, annoyed at the behaviors of the students, said in the microphone, "No encores. But if you would like to see how our gymnasts train themselves, you can join our club." Everyone in the hall laughed.
"Let's go somewhere else, Syaoran," Sakura turned to walk off. "Or you want to go over to Meilin there and say 'hi' to her?"
"Let's just search for more clubs and hopefully, we can choose one that we are very interested in. I've never heard of this 'Gardening club'. I hope to find out more," replied Syaoran as both of the friends walked out of the area.
"There isn't a 'Gardening club' anymore."
Syaoran wheeled around and saw a girl, carrying sacks of files and documents.
"What's wrong?" Sakura stopped in her tracks and asked. "Who's that?"
"That's Chiharu, the head of this event. The president of these clubs in school." He responded. Why did she say that there's no 'Gardening club' when the name of the club is written on the list? "She's a very busy girl, handling all the events of the clubs, the members and the funds. But because she has a tight schedule, she has not much time for friends. Sometimes, she ignores people as she has things to rush to, so in the end, she becomes a little cold towards others."
"Well, she IS the president of the clubs. No wonder she is busy," Sakura looked across her shoulders and saw Chiharu approaching a teacher. "Let's finish our mission before the whole event ends." Sakura snatched the paper from Syaoran's hand and ran.
"Hey, I need that paper!"
TBC
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