~Rich and Poor~
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LiLAznDevil: OmG! I'm so sorry I never updated for like a long time but I was busy with school work and I was lazy.. Well, I wrote this chapter in my social studies class. Enjoy!
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Chapter 5
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"Sakura, are you okay?" asked a worried Tomoyo. Tomoyo got up from her seat and ran to hug her.
"I'm fine. Thank you," replied Sakura, taking her seat.
"I heard rumors about what happened. Practically everybody was talking about it. Is it true that Syaoran was fighting for you?" asked Tomoyo, her eyes big with interest.
'Yes," answered Sakura, a little uneasy.
"I can't believe I wasn't there," said Tomoyo with a sigh.
"Sakura and Tomoyo keep your discussion to after class," said the teacher giving them a frown.
The girls nodded and Tomoyo raised her eyebrows at Sakura telling her to give her every detail after class. Sakura nodded and Tomoyo smiled with delight.
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Sakura told Tomoyo what happened and Tomoyo gasped. "That big meanie!" she said, crossing her arms with a frown. "I'm glad he got suspended but it should've been longer. Who knows if he'll hurt another girl."
Sakura nodded. "I just don't understand why Syaoran helped me," she said, thinking.
"Maybe he likes you," suggested Tomoyo.
"Nooo," said Sakura, grimacing.
Tomoyo giggled. "Well I'm glad you're all right."
Sakura smiled and asked "Why is Syaoran so cold to everybody?"
"Well, I'm not exactly sure but I heard that his father is cruel to him and his mother passed away," answered Tomoyo, taking a notebook out of her locker.
Sakura's eyes widened and then she suddenly felt sad. "That's awful."
"Yeah, I know," said Tomoyo, giving a pat on Sakura's back. They both walked to their next class.
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Syaoran sighed and took his last puff from his cigarette, dropped it and stepped on it.
Another boring day of school, he decided to ditch and drive to the cemetery to visit his mother.
He sadly looked at the tomb, took a small flower he stole from a person's garden, took it out of his leather jacket and placed it by the tomb.
"Hi mom, I miss you so much," he whispered, tears filling his eyes. He wiped his face. "I need you, mom." He placed his hand on the tomb and stared at it with anguish on his face.
'Get over it your mom's dead' it read and Syaoran knew who would put such a thing. Jon. "That fucken bastard!" he yelled, running to his car for a handkerchief and some water. He tried rubbing it off but it didn't work. He yelled and ran to his car and speeded away.
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Sakura's Pov
It's been 4 days and I haven't seen Syaoran. Well, it's not that I care about him. Okay, I do. It's just been different not seeing him come to school late and go to the back of the room.
I'm sitting in my first period, not really listening to Tomoyo jabbering away about what to make for the cheerleaders' state competition outfits and stuff.
"Uh, hello? Sakura?" said Tomoyo, poking me. I jumped in my seat, my thoughts fading away. "Were you listening to anything I was saying?"
"No. Sorry Tomoyo I was just thinking," I replied, blushing at the thought of Syaoran.
"Ooh, you were thinking huh," said Tomoyo, grinning at me. "Would the person be the name of Syaoran?"
I flushed red and shook my head. "N-No, of c-course not!" I stuttered, looking away from Tomoyo.
Tomoyo giggled. "I'm sure you weren't. But if you don't want to tell me, you don't have to."
I smiled still blushing.
I heard the door open and I saw Syaoran walk to the back of the room. He was very happy and I wonder why. Tomoyo gasped and I knew what she was thinking. He actually came to school on time.
"That's weird. He actually came to school on time," whispered Tomoyo to me. I nodded. How did I know?
The bell rang and several students came in, taking their seats.
"Syaoran, do you have a note excusing your absences?" asked the teacher.
"Do I ever?" asked Syaoran, smirking.
The teacher frowned. "I don't like your attitude young man."
Syaoran sighed and put his feet up on the desk. "I don't like your face."
The class erupted in giggles and laughter but was silence from the angry teacher. She was about to say something until Jon entered the class. His left eye was puffy and bruised, his lip was cut, and his right ear was bleeding.
"Oh my, what happened?" whispered Tomoyo, her hand to her mouth.
I shrugged and watched Jon limp to the back of the class sitting far away from Syaoran. I glanced at Syaoran and the look on his face was frightened me. He had a smirk and a crazy look.
"Sakura," he said to me in a raspy voice.
My eyes widened and I turned around, my back facing him. My face was hot and I tried my best to concentrate on the teacher but I couldn't. My mind kept reeling back to Syaoran and the way he looked at me.
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After Sakura got picked up at Tomoyo's house after school, Eriol visited her.
He bowed and kissed Sakura's hand hand. "I'm sorry, my lady Sakura that I haven't visited you for such a long time, please forgive me," Eriol said.
"I forgive you, Eriol," she replied, with a smile. "Would you please escort me to a walk around my garden? I have something that I would like to talk to you about."
Eriol smiled and nodded, offering his arm for Sakura.
"What is that you wanted to talk about?" asked Eriol.
"Please me honest. What do you look for in a woman?" Sakura asked.
Eriol gave it a thought and answered, "Honestly, I find a liking in independent women. I want my wife to do something with her life besides make up, jewelry, and clothing, no offense."
Sakura raised her eyebrows. "No offense taken. Taking public school changed me quite a lot that I feel an entirely different person. But would you please not tell my father?"
Eriol nodded.
"I made friends with a wonderful, talented girl named Tomoyo Daidouji. She's a fashion designer and makes clothing for the cheerleaders and the plays and she organizes the proms and so much stuff. She's a totally independent woman and I think you'll like her. I know you don't like me very much-"
"Whoa, I think the public school is getting to you," interrupted Eriol, the look of surprise on his face. "I'm sorry for cutting in, my lady, but I do like you and all-"
"You don't like me and I know it. I thought you was talking honestly," said Sakura.
"You're very sweet and beautiful, Sakura, but your father was pushing me," said Eriol embarrassed.
"Thank you for your compliment. I know, my father wants me to marry a rich man and he's been trying since I was 4 years old," said Sakura. "But if you don't want to meet my friend Tomoyo, that'd be your loss."
"Why would it be a loss? You know I could have any woman I desired," said Eriol, crossing his arms and giving me a look.
"Hey, you're not acting like a gentleman!" exclaimed Sakura.
"Well, you're not acting like a lady!" said Eriol back to her.
Sakura frowned. "It would be your loss because I think Tomoyo would be a great person for you. You could at least see her."
"You're setting me up on a date," Eriol said slowly.
"Yep. Come on! I promise you she's not ugly. She's very pretty and always dreamed of a hunk like you!" said Sakura, unladylike.
Eriol raised his eyebrows at Sakura's choices of words and laughed. "A hunk eh?"
Sakura smiled and giggled. "In other words, she wants a gentlemen."
"I see," said Eriol, thinking.
"So will you? Please," begged Sakura.
"I don't know. I don't even know her," said Eriol.
Sakura pouted.
"You better act like a lady, your father is looking out the window," stated Eriol, giving Sakura a warning look.
Sakura straightened up and smiled at Eriol and took his arm. "Please, how about one date and if you like her then good for you."
Eriol sighed. 'I suppose I could give in some time for her. She sounds like a worthy person."
Sakura frowned. "Of course. She's wonderful. Let me tell you all about her."
Eriol and Sakura walked and talked more, pleasing Sakura's father. "Ah, maybe this will be the man that Sakura will marry," he said to himself. He smiled and closed the curtains.
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Syaoran's Pov
I got Jon back good. I found him alone at his place and I kicked his ass. I know he's going to get me back some day. He wouldn't back down that easily. I just brought down his ego and then he'll have it to get revenge. Like I care, I'll beat him up any day.
Went to class early for the first time. I just wanted to see Jon walk into class. He sat far away from me. Likewise.
I glanced to the front of the room and saw Sakura staring at me. I couldn't help it so I said her name in my sexy voice and gave her my seducing look. She was embarrassed and looked away.
There's something about Sakura that I can't explain. She has this innocent, sweet girl thing and it's bothering me. I don't even know why I even bothered helping her! She's just so different. Not that she's rich and proper and all. I feel this sort of connection in a weird way. I can feel it when she looks at me. This sort of vibe that irritates me in a way but I enjoy it. I like her cute smile and the way her long auburn hair flowed all over her sweet body. Her eyes are unlike any that I've ever seen.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold it a second. Am I just thinking about liking Sakura?
'Yes you are,' said a voice in my head.
Damn, I am. But it won't work out. She's rich and I'm poor. I bet her father wants her to marry a rich man. She's out of my reach. She's forbidden.
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"Sakura, did you hear about the talent show?" asked Tomoyo.
"Well, yeah. All of my teachers kept talking about it so how can I not?" said Sakura.
"True. But I think actually all our friends think you should go in the talent show," said Tomoyo. "I can make you a dress."
"Oh, but I haven't played the piano for a long time," said Sakura. "I think I'll be too nervous."
"Come on, Sakura. I bet you'll win the show!" said Tomoyo. "I know you can do it. It'll be boring without you!"
Sakura laughed. "I think it'll be fine without me."
Tomoyo pouted. "You're no fun."
"Oh, Tomoyo. I can't do something like that. The talent show is next week!" said Sakura.
"Well, practice!" said Tomoyo. "You're going to make me sad."
"If it wasn't for you, I'd be so lost!" said Sakura. "I'll try out."
Tomoyo squealed. "Yay! My friend is going to become a superstar!"
Sakura laughed. "I can't believe this!"
"Well, you better believe it!" said Tomoyo. "Oh yeah, so how's Eriol?"
Sakura smiled. "He wants to meet you."
"Really?" asked Tomoyo, excited. "Wow, everything is just so wonderful!"
They both laughed and went to class.
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LiLAznDevil: OmG! I'm so sorry I never updated for like a long time but I was busy with school work and I was lazy.. Well, I wrote this chapter in my social studies class. Enjoy!
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Chapter 5
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"Sakura, are you okay?" asked a worried Tomoyo. Tomoyo got up from her seat and ran to hug her.
"I'm fine. Thank you," replied Sakura, taking her seat.
"I heard rumors about what happened. Practically everybody was talking about it. Is it true that Syaoran was fighting for you?" asked Tomoyo, her eyes big with interest.
'Yes," answered Sakura, a little uneasy.
"I can't believe I wasn't there," said Tomoyo with a sigh.
"Sakura and Tomoyo keep your discussion to after class," said the teacher giving them a frown.
The girls nodded and Tomoyo raised her eyebrows at Sakura telling her to give her every detail after class. Sakura nodded and Tomoyo smiled with delight.
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Sakura told Tomoyo what happened and Tomoyo gasped. "That big meanie!" she said, crossing her arms with a frown. "I'm glad he got suspended but it should've been longer. Who knows if he'll hurt another girl."
Sakura nodded. "I just don't understand why Syaoran helped me," she said, thinking.
"Maybe he likes you," suggested Tomoyo.
"Nooo," said Sakura, grimacing.
Tomoyo giggled. "Well I'm glad you're all right."
Sakura smiled and asked "Why is Syaoran so cold to everybody?"
"Well, I'm not exactly sure but I heard that his father is cruel to him and his mother passed away," answered Tomoyo, taking a notebook out of her locker.
Sakura's eyes widened and then she suddenly felt sad. "That's awful."
"Yeah, I know," said Tomoyo, giving a pat on Sakura's back. They both walked to their next class.
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Syaoran sighed and took his last puff from his cigarette, dropped it and stepped on it.
Another boring day of school, he decided to ditch and drive to the cemetery to visit his mother.
He sadly looked at the tomb, took a small flower he stole from a person's garden, took it out of his leather jacket and placed it by the tomb.
"Hi mom, I miss you so much," he whispered, tears filling his eyes. He wiped his face. "I need you, mom." He placed his hand on the tomb and stared at it with anguish on his face.
'Get over it your mom's dead' it read and Syaoran knew who would put such a thing. Jon. "That fucken bastard!" he yelled, running to his car for a handkerchief and some water. He tried rubbing it off but it didn't work. He yelled and ran to his car and speeded away.
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Sakura's Pov
It's been 4 days and I haven't seen Syaoran. Well, it's not that I care about him. Okay, I do. It's just been different not seeing him come to school late and go to the back of the room.
I'm sitting in my first period, not really listening to Tomoyo jabbering away about what to make for the cheerleaders' state competition outfits and stuff.
"Uh, hello? Sakura?" said Tomoyo, poking me. I jumped in my seat, my thoughts fading away. "Were you listening to anything I was saying?"
"No. Sorry Tomoyo I was just thinking," I replied, blushing at the thought of Syaoran.
"Ooh, you were thinking huh," said Tomoyo, grinning at me. "Would the person be the name of Syaoran?"
I flushed red and shook my head. "N-No, of c-course not!" I stuttered, looking away from Tomoyo.
Tomoyo giggled. "I'm sure you weren't. But if you don't want to tell me, you don't have to."
I smiled still blushing.
I heard the door open and I saw Syaoran walk to the back of the room. He was very happy and I wonder why. Tomoyo gasped and I knew what she was thinking. He actually came to school on time.
"That's weird. He actually came to school on time," whispered Tomoyo to me. I nodded. How did I know?
The bell rang and several students came in, taking their seats.
"Syaoran, do you have a note excusing your absences?" asked the teacher.
"Do I ever?" asked Syaoran, smirking.
The teacher frowned. "I don't like your attitude young man."
Syaoran sighed and put his feet up on the desk. "I don't like your face."
The class erupted in giggles and laughter but was silence from the angry teacher. She was about to say something until Jon entered the class. His left eye was puffy and bruised, his lip was cut, and his right ear was bleeding.
"Oh my, what happened?" whispered Tomoyo, her hand to her mouth.
I shrugged and watched Jon limp to the back of the class sitting far away from Syaoran. I glanced at Syaoran and the look on his face was frightened me. He had a smirk and a crazy look.
"Sakura," he said to me in a raspy voice.
My eyes widened and I turned around, my back facing him. My face was hot and I tried my best to concentrate on the teacher but I couldn't. My mind kept reeling back to Syaoran and the way he looked at me.
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After Sakura got picked up at Tomoyo's house after school, Eriol visited her.
He bowed and kissed Sakura's hand hand. "I'm sorry, my lady Sakura that I haven't visited you for such a long time, please forgive me," Eriol said.
"I forgive you, Eriol," she replied, with a smile. "Would you please escort me to a walk around my garden? I have something that I would like to talk to you about."
Eriol smiled and nodded, offering his arm for Sakura.
"What is that you wanted to talk about?" asked Eriol.
"Please me honest. What do you look for in a woman?" Sakura asked.
Eriol gave it a thought and answered, "Honestly, I find a liking in independent women. I want my wife to do something with her life besides make up, jewelry, and clothing, no offense."
Sakura raised her eyebrows. "No offense taken. Taking public school changed me quite a lot that I feel an entirely different person. But would you please not tell my father?"
Eriol nodded.
"I made friends with a wonderful, talented girl named Tomoyo Daidouji. She's a fashion designer and makes clothing for the cheerleaders and the plays and she organizes the proms and so much stuff. She's a totally independent woman and I think you'll like her. I know you don't like me very much-"
"Whoa, I think the public school is getting to you," interrupted Eriol, the look of surprise on his face. "I'm sorry for cutting in, my lady, but I do like you and all-"
"You don't like me and I know it. I thought you was talking honestly," said Sakura.
"You're very sweet and beautiful, Sakura, but your father was pushing me," said Eriol embarrassed.
"Thank you for your compliment. I know, my father wants me to marry a rich man and he's been trying since I was 4 years old," said Sakura. "But if you don't want to meet my friend Tomoyo, that'd be your loss."
"Why would it be a loss? You know I could have any woman I desired," said Eriol, crossing his arms and giving me a look.
"Hey, you're not acting like a gentleman!" exclaimed Sakura.
"Well, you're not acting like a lady!" said Eriol back to her.
Sakura frowned. "It would be your loss because I think Tomoyo would be a great person for you. You could at least see her."
"You're setting me up on a date," Eriol said slowly.
"Yep. Come on! I promise you she's not ugly. She's very pretty and always dreamed of a hunk like you!" said Sakura, unladylike.
Eriol raised his eyebrows at Sakura's choices of words and laughed. "A hunk eh?"
Sakura smiled and giggled. "In other words, she wants a gentlemen."
"I see," said Eriol, thinking.
"So will you? Please," begged Sakura.
"I don't know. I don't even know her," said Eriol.
Sakura pouted.
"You better act like a lady, your father is looking out the window," stated Eriol, giving Sakura a warning look.
Sakura straightened up and smiled at Eriol and took his arm. "Please, how about one date and if you like her then good for you."
Eriol sighed. 'I suppose I could give in some time for her. She sounds like a worthy person."
Sakura frowned. "Of course. She's wonderful. Let me tell you all about her."
Eriol and Sakura walked and talked more, pleasing Sakura's father. "Ah, maybe this will be the man that Sakura will marry," he said to himself. He smiled and closed the curtains.
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Syaoran's Pov
I got Jon back good. I found him alone at his place and I kicked his ass. I know he's going to get me back some day. He wouldn't back down that easily. I just brought down his ego and then he'll have it to get revenge. Like I care, I'll beat him up any day.
Went to class early for the first time. I just wanted to see Jon walk into class. He sat far away from me. Likewise.
I glanced to the front of the room and saw Sakura staring at me. I couldn't help it so I said her name in my sexy voice and gave her my seducing look. She was embarrassed and looked away.
There's something about Sakura that I can't explain. She has this innocent, sweet girl thing and it's bothering me. I don't even know why I even bothered helping her! She's just so different. Not that she's rich and proper and all. I feel this sort of connection in a weird way. I can feel it when she looks at me. This sort of vibe that irritates me in a way but I enjoy it. I like her cute smile and the way her long auburn hair flowed all over her sweet body. Her eyes are unlike any that I've ever seen.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold it a second. Am I just thinking about liking Sakura?
'Yes you are,' said a voice in my head.
Damn, I am. But it won't work out. She's rich and I'm poor. I bet her father wants her to marry a rich man. She's out of my reach. She's forbidden.
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"Sakura, did you hear about the talent show?" asked Tomoyo.
"Well, yeah. All of my teachers kept talking about it so how can I not?" said Sakura.
"True. But I think actually all our friends think you should go in the talent show," said Tomoyo. "I can make you a dress."
"Oh, but I haven't played the piano for a long time," said Sakura. "I think I'll be too nervous."
"Come on, Sakura. I bet you'll win the show!" said Tomoyo. "I know you can do it. It'll be boring without you!"
Sakura laughed. "I think it'll be fine without me."
Tomoyo pouted. "You're no fun."
"Oh, Tomoyo. I can't do something like that. The talent show is next week!" said Sakura.
"Well, practice!" said Tomoyo. "You're going to make me sad."
"If it wasn't for you, I'd be so lost!" said Sakura. "I'll try out."
Tomoyo squealed. "Yay! My friend is going to become a superstar!"
Sakura laughed. "I can't believe this!"
"Well, you better believe it!" said Tomoyo. "Oh yeah, so how's Eriol?"
Sakura smiled. "He wants to meet you."
"Really?" asked Tomoyo, excited. "Wow, everything is just so wonderful!"
They both laughed and went to class.