"A" note: Okay fine!!!! I've given up on trying to beat time and finish
this fanfic before Christmas is over. For all I know, it is over already.
HA!
*note to self: must cut down on the Christmas chocolate and coffee.*
*heheh*
And a very happy New Year to all you fanfic readers out there!*
*takes a sip of my New Year's pop*
How Could You?!
Syaoran slept poorly that night. His stomach was killing him, and he was worried because he didn't get Sakura a present. How could I have forgotten!? He groaned and turned over in his bed. And why is my stomach hurting? I didn't eat anything bad or anything like that. Syaoran shifted once more and tried to sleep.
Next morning
Sakura walked into her classroom. She was early again.
"Sakura-chan!" It was Tomoyo. "Ohayo."
"Ohayo, Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura smiled brightly. She held out a brightly wrapped gift. "For you, Tomoyo."
Tomoyo smiled as she always did. "Thank you Sakura." Tomoyo turned around, reached into her desk, and produced a perfectly wrapped gift. "And this is for you."
Sakura held the present as if it were a treasure. "Dome arigatou."
At that exact moment, Syaoran wandered into the classroom, looking like a complete zombie.
Tomoyo looked at Syaoran and giggled. "It's like you and Syaoran-kun switched places or something, Sakura-chan."
Sakura sweatdropped.
Syaoran collapsed onto his desk. Tereda-sensei walked into the room.
"Good morning, class."
"Good morning," returned the class.
Tereda-sensei strode to his desk and sat down. Then he beckoned at the door. "Class," he said. "We have an exchange student from England who will be staying with us for a while. Eriol Hiiragiziwa."
At that, Eriol stepped into the room with the charm and grace he always had.
"Eriol-kun?" Sakura could only gape. She hadn't expected Eriol to return. Sakura looked over to Tomoyo. Hmm, Sakura thought. Tomoyo doesn't seem surprised. Is it possible that she knew of Eriol's return beforehand?
Eriol took his old seat from behind Tomoyo. Tomoyo turned around and smiled at him. He smiled back in greeting and busied himself with putting books into his desk.
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RECESS
Sakura shyly walked up to Syaoran. Her heart was pounding, and her stomach was full of butterflies.
"Syaoran-kun," Sakura called. Syaoran came over to where she was standing. Was it her imagination, or did she just see a look of dread flit across Syaoran-kun's face?
"Syaoran-kun," Sakura repeated. "This is for you." She held out a wrapped gift.
Syaoran took the gift from Sakura. He carefully unwrapped the wrapping paper. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw his gift. A dark green scarf lay among the wrapping paper. The scarf had been handmade, and a perfectly placed wolf was stitched into the scarf. Syaoran glanced up. "Thank you, Sakura-chan. This is beautiful."
Sakura was looking at him expectantly. Syaoran swallowed. This is it, thought Syaoran. If I don't tell her, she will think I got her something, and I might disappoint her.oh I'm in for it now.
Syaoran took a deep breath. "I, well, didn't get you something."
"Nani?"
Syaoran gulped and hurried on. "It's not that I don't care about you or anything, but it's, it's just."
Sakura looked at him, her pretty emerald-colored eyes slightly glimmering with tears. "I know you care, you don't care enough. Is that what you're trying to tell me?"
"No, it's not like that."
"Syaoran." With that, Sakura ran off.
Tomoyo stood there, after having witness the whole thing. Syaoran saw her, and was glad she did not have her video camera with her. He didn't want to remember this incident at all. Tomoyo gave him a look that plainly said "You blew it: BIG TIME! How could you do this to her?" She ran after Sakura.
Syaoran stared after the running figures of Sakura and Tomoyo. "Sakura."
"Nice job, Romeo."
Syaoran whirled around and found himself staring face to face with his ancestor, Eriol Hiiragiziwa. "Go away Hiiragiziwa. I don't need any smart remarks, especially from you. Go kiss Daidouji or something." Syaoran's stomach started to hurt, even more than it had yesterday.
Eriol looked surprised at Syaoran's angry outburst. Then he sighed, resignedly. "You sure blew it."
"Don't you think I knew that?" Syaoran was literally growling now.
"You hurt her a lot. Sakura-chan must have worked really hard on that gift. All you've done is make her feel unwanted; like you didn't really care that you had that gift or not."
"Well, what am I supposed to do?" Syaoran snapped back. He really wasn't in the mood to be lectured, and of all the people, why did it have to Hiiragiziwa that witnessed what had happened.
"I don't know."
"I don't need your pity, okay? So just don't bother me!"
Syaoran stalked off, leaving Eriol staring after him in pure surprise. Eriol scratched his head. Wow. Daidouji-san is right. This guy is really stressed out.
AN: How'd u guys like that?! It's considerably longer than my other chapters.
Next chapter should be up by the next one or two days. 3 at the latest ^_^
*note to self: must cut down on the Christmas chocolate and coffee.*
*heheh*
And a very happy New Year to all you fanfic readers out there!*
*takes a sip of my New Year's pop*
How Could You?!
Syaoran slept poorly that night. His stomach was killing him, and he was worried because he didn't get Sakura a present. How could I have forgotten!? He groaned and turned over in his bed. And why is my stomach hurting? I didn't eat anything bad or anything like that. Syaoran shifted once more and tried to sleep.
Next morning
Sakura walked into her classroom. She was early again.
"Sakura-chan!" It was Tomoyo. "Ohayo."
"Ohayo, Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura smiled brightly. She held out a brightly wrapped gift. "For you, Tomoyo."
Tomoyo smiled as she always did. "Thank you Sakura." Tomoyo turned around, reached into her desk, and produced a perfectly wrapped gift. "And this is for you."
Sakura held the present as if it were a treasure. "Dome arigatou."
At that exact moment, Syaoran wandered into the classroom, looking like a complete zombie.
Tomoyo looked at Syaoran and giggled. "It's like you and Syaoran-kun switched places or something, Sakura-chan."
Sakura sweatdropped.
Syaoran collapsed onto his desk. Tereda-sensei walked into the room.
"Good morning, class."
"Good morning," returned the class.
Tereda-sensei strode to his desk and sat down. Then he beckoned at the door. "Class," he said. "We have an exchange student from England who will be staying with us for a while. Eriol Hiiragiziwa."
At that, Eriol stepped into the room with the charm and grace he always had.
"Eriol-kun?" Sakura could only gape. She hadn't expected Eriol to return. Sakura looked over to Tomoyo. Hmm, Sakura thought. Tomoyo doesn't seem surprised. Is it possible that she knew of Eriol's return beforehand?
Eriol took his old seat from behind Tomoyo. Tomoyo turned around and smiled at him. He smiled back in greeting and busied himself with putting books into his desk.
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RECESS
Sakura shyly walked up to Syaoran. Her heart was pounding, and her stomach was full of butterflies.
"Syaoran-kun," Sakura called. Syaoran came over to where she was standing. Was it her imagination, or did she just see a look of dread flit across Syaoran-kun's face?
"Syaoran-kun," Sakura repeated. "This is for you." She held out a wrapped gift.
Syaoran took the gift from Sakura. He carefully unwrapped the wrapping paper. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw his gift. A dark green scarf lay among the wrapping paper. The scarf had been handmade, and a perfectly placed wolf was stitched into the scarf. Syaoran glanced up. "Thank you, Sakura-chan. This is beautiful."
Sakura was looking at him expectantly. Syaoran swallowed. This is it, thought Syaoran. If I don't tell her, she will think I got her something, and I might disappoint her.oh I'm in for it now.
Syaoran took a deep breath. "I, well, didn't get you something."
"Nani?"
Syaoran gulped and hurried on. "It's not that I don't care about you or anything, but it's, it's just."
Sakura looked at him, her pretty emerald-colored eyes slightly glimmering with tears. "I know you care, you don't care enough. Is that what you're trying to tell me?"
"No, it's not like that."
"Syaoran." With that, Sakura ran off.
Tomoyo stood there, after having witness the whole thing. Syaoran saw her, and was glad she did not have her video camera with her. He didn't want to remember this incident at all. Tomoyo gave him a look that plainly said "You blew it: BIG TIME! How could you do this to her?" She ran after Sakura.
Syaoran stared after the running figures of Sakura and Tomoyo. "Sakura."
"Nice job, Romeo."
Syaoran whirled around and found himself staring face to face with his ancestor, Eriol Hiiragiziwa. "Go away Hiiragiziwa. I don't need any smart remarks, especially from you. Go kiss Daidouji or something." Syaoran's stomach started to hurt, even more than it had yesterday.
Eriol looked surprised at Syaoran's angry outburst. Then he sighed, resignedly. "You sure blew it."
"Don't you think I knew that?" Syaoran was literally growling now.
"You hurt her a lot. Sakura-chan must have worked really hard on that gift. All you've done is make her feel unwanted; like you didn't really care that you had that gift or not."
"Well, what am I supposed to do?" Syaoran snapped back. He really wasn't in the mood to be lectured, and of all the people, why did it have to Hiiragiziwa that witnessed what had happened.
"I don't know."
"I don't need your pity, okay? So just don't bother me!"
Syaoran stalked off, leaving Eriol staring after him in pure surprise. Eriol scratched his head. Wow. Daidouji-san is right. This guy is really stressed out.
AN: How'd u guys like that?! It's considerably longer than my other chapters.
Next chapter should be up by the next one or two days. 3 at the latest ^_^