Chocolate Roses

…Can Go a Long Way

Disclaimer: Listen up all you people in the law! I do NOT own CCS nor do I own Beyblade. So please, do NOT sue me. I write this simply for your own pleasure and pain. Scratch that last one please. Please do NOT I repeat, do NOT sue me. That is all.

A/N: First of all, I'd like to thank all my reviewers for their support and excellent advice. Their names are listed below. I'd like to include some magic and the Clow cards in this story. But, whether it's going to really play a part in the fic is still pending. Please include your say in your review! Thanks!

Nanie-san :-) Thank you so much for being there every step of the way!

Absolute-Darkness ;-) I really admire your fics, hope you write soon!

Magic Key: I had a key there but it isn't there anymore.

Rynx- Too- Genki :o Great suggestion, thanks!

Passion's Poet XD Dude you rock, I hope your job's better than mine!

Art Class

"Now everyone, I'd like a piece of your choice to represent the selected theme by Monday, completed with a write-up on it. You will draw a paper from this hat. Need I say more?"

Professor Otomo passed through each row of desks, as the students took their papers. Eagerly, everyone in the class started working on their piece. The shuffling of paper died away and silence filled the room.

Seeing as Professor Otomo missed Sakura's desk, in the far corner at the back of the classroom, the blonde walked over to the Prof. and informed him. The poor Kinomoto hadn't seen it coming and it seemed inevitable. That terrible feeling, when nothing but blankness roamed in the mind.

"Miss Kinomoto? Sakura, please come back to earth and take a paper." Said Prof. Otomo apparently annoyed and amused.

"Oh yes, sir. Of course, sir." Answered Sakura, taking a paper from the baseball cap. Such a nice red colored hat. The thought was completely irrelevant though.

Sakura braced herself for the impact. She couldn't bare the thought of doing anything beyond her years. Slowly, she turned the white paper over and read the black words.

"Hmm, Tra…"

"Sakura! Isn't this the best Art Class ever?"

Sakura felt two arms around her neck and a lot of weight on her back. Blond curls lay on her shoulders.

"Oh hey Nikki! How's your piece coming along?"

"Good, good! I'm going to do a sculpture in the style of Michelangelo."

"And what is your theme anyway?" asked a curious Sakura, eyes shining oh so bright!

"I'm doing the theme of self-sculpture." Answered Nikki, pulling out a blue paper.

Sakura took the paper and gave it a look-see. It was like a blueprint; a plan for her sculpture. It looked like a light bulb with objects carved into it and some sticking out of it. How could it be her head and neck?

Nikki explained that it wasn't a visual piece, but more of a symbolist's piece. The light bulb was the form of an idea in a head, with objects of interest engraved into it. The out-stretched objects were ideas flowing out and into other works. It was more of a sculpture of what she thought of the artist's mind.

The honey-haired girl stared in awe. She'd never thought of art as such a deep thing. It had always been "what it looked like". Now, it seemed like a totally different perspective.

"Thanks Nikki. I think you've helped me figure this assignment out."

"Uh, sure Sakura. Whatever you say." Said a bewildered Nikki.

Sakura got back to her theme. She was thinking of making something deceased. But then the idea of even dried body fluids scared her out of her wits. So, she had procrastinated until the end of class. She had the whole weekend to finish her assignment; it wouldn't be that hard.

A raven-haired girl however, was having much better luck than Sakura. She was almost done her piece. Apparently, she'd painted an aquatic piece with the ocean reflecting the shining, silver moon's light; the bright stars twinkling in the night.

Lunchtime

In the cafeteria, six girls were sitting at a round table, eating their lunches. Sandwiches and hot soup filled the air. All was calm as usual, until a ruckus was heard.

"What was that all about?" asked Naoko.

"Hmm, could've been Yamazaki lying to Syaoran again!" answered Chiharu.

"I don't think so. In fact, I predict a huge mob running our way, with two guys jumping over this table." Said Tomoyo, trying her hand at fortune telling.

"Oooh Tomoyo, what else do you see?" asked Rika.

"Oh, just a whole group of girls chasing two guys who are coming our way."

"Wow, Tomoyo, you're really good at this!" said Sakura.

"I know, I can see Syaoran and Eriol at the door!"

Everyone but Tomoyo and Nikki facefaulted (when people fall down anime style).

"What hit them?" asked Nikki to Tomoyo.

Tomoyo shrugged.

Just as foreseen, Syaoran and Eriol came running into the cafeteria. Behind them, a whole group of girls- probably the whole school's- ran after them, trampling all in their path.

"We should get out of here!" said Sakura.

"What?" shouted Tomoyo.

"We should get the hell out of here!" shouted Sakura.

Scrambling out of their seats, all of the girls ran for their lives. Sakura, Tomoyo, Nikki, Chiharu, Naoko and Rika left all their belongings on the round table. Sakura ran back to the table.

"Sakura! What do you think you're doing?" demanded Tomoyo, freaking out.

The brunette pushed her chair in and grabbed their belongings. Then, she ran away from the table. Following, Syaoran and Eriol jumped over the table and flipped it, leaving the mob trampled underneath.

As the two boys ran through to the exit, Syaoran winked at Sakura.

Sakura stared at the exit, wondering what had happened. Had Syaoran just winked at her? What was that for? She left it for thought and went after Tomoyo and the girls.

History Exam

A blonde haired girl snapped her locker shut. Slowly, she walked over to a brunette and passed her a paper.

"Study these carefully. I believe that they're the key points to remember in the test. After all, Professor Takashiko does leave some obvious pointers. Good luck on the test!"

"Aw, thanks Nikki! That's so nice of you. Here, I got something!" said Sakura, slipping a paper into the blonde's hand.

"Well thanks Sakura. I think I'll be getting to class now. See ya later!"

Nikki stuck the paper into her bag and left for her class, leaving Sakura at her locker, alone with the notes. Sakura carefully read through the notes and memorized as many as she could. She took a deep breath and walked into her class.

'I need to get good on this test. Math is already weighing me down!!!' thought Sakura.

"Miss Kinomoto, please take your seat." Said Prof. Takashiko.

Sakura nodded and went to her desk. She got the Hello Kitty pencil that Tomoyo gave her and the matching eraser out for the test. These two gifts had always helped her before; they'd help her again. Once more, she took a deep breath, as the tests were being passed out and then relaxed.

After School

"Bye Chiharu! See you later Rika! Have a great time Naoko!"

"Bye Sakura! Hope you got good on your test!"

Sakura felt herself sink into the ground, thinking measily about her test.

Flashback

"Well done, Sakura! You've raised your average score in History. Keep up the good work!" said Prof. Takashiko.

"Thank you, sir." Said Sakura, taking the test paper and looking it through.

She'd made fewer mistakes than usual, her essay was well written and her overall was a B-. Weren't Kinomotos supposed to get As?

End of Flashback

"Nikki, Tomoyo, I've been thinking, maybe we could get together on the weekend!" said Sakura.

"Sorry Sakura, I've got painting classes on Saturday and drama on Sunday." Said Nikki.

"Oh well, maybe next week?" asked Sakura.

"I'll check my schedule. See you two Monday!"

"Have a good weekend!" said Sakura and Tomoyo.

Sakura, Tomoyo and Nikki went their separate ways. The weekend was too short to waste. Then they had their homework and their test results to worry about. Life was so overrated!

Once Sakura and Tomoyo got home, they heard strange noises.

"Must-clos-close-doo-doo-door!"

"Uh Tomoyo, what's going on here?" asked Sakura, getting worried.

"Hmm, must be Kero trying to enlarge the small strawberry shortcake that we left." Answered Tomoyo.

"Tomoyo, didn't we agree on not tormenting Kero with the cake?" Sakura raised her eyebrow.

Tomoyo giggled and reddened a bit.

"Kero! Oh Kero! I got some pudding over here!" called Sakura.

A little winged beast flew over to Sakura, floating in front of her. He tilted his head up and looked at her with huge watery eyes.

"Wah hah ahh!!! I- it- I couldn't fix it!!!" cried Kero.

"Kero, what happened?" asked Sakura.

"I um, I well, wah aha hahh!!! I couldn't get the freezer door closed and all the ice cream melt-t-tedd!" cried Kero, flying into the kitchen.

Sakura and Tomoyo walked into the kitchen, peering into the freezer. Apparently there were some ice cream pies that would have to be eaten right away, but apart from that…

"Aw Kero, it's okay. We can just buy som…NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Oh no!!! Is there an ice cream crisis in the house? Find out in…Chocolate Roses!

Winter greetings everyone! From where I am, it's been two days of snow and more white snow. School is a drag as I have two oral presentations to deal with next week. Apart from that we're finally allowed to have snowball fights! Cookie and I practically hit Kieran the whole time. He's this guy in class. Anyway, I'll have another chappie up as soon as I get my oral presentations memorized and through with. Hope your lives are going better than mine, ciao ;-)

Kai: Uh, wait Vysantha!

Tala: It's no use, she's left the building.

Kai: (grumbles)

Tala: Aren't you happy that she's gone?

Kai: Yes. But not when I have to run this segment with you.

Tala: Aw! I'm offended. (sarcastic smile)

Kai: Hey that's my trademark smile!!! (holds fist up)

Tala: Dude, you need to chill out.

Kai: (dunno what it's called- square thing pops up at the back of head)

Tala: Well let's wrap this up so we can get outta here.

Kai Yes sure. (agrees)

Tala: Just what is happening in the Kinomoto- Daidouji Residence?

Kai: And what is this…

Tala: Say it!!! ( whispers)

Kai: And what is this… Ice Cream Crisis anyway? (no expression whatsoever)

Tala: Find out in the next chapter of Chocolate Roses.

Kai: Please REVIEW!

Tala: And I thought you hated this job.

Kai: I do.

Tala: Right…

Kai: Seriously, I do.

Tala: Mmm, hmm.(nods head)