Here's Chapter Five. I really hope you liked it! And thanks for all the reviews, I really appreciate them! Thanks for letting me know what you think!
Hate or Love.
Chapter 5: Will he ever change?
By: Sanosuke's foxel
Tomoyo walked into her room and silently walked into the closet. She pulled out some cloths and put them inside her bathroom. She inched towards Sakura and tapped her softly.
"Hey, Saku. Wake up."
"I dun wanna." She said, snuggling into the pillow more.
"You have to, plus Syaoran is here to do the project."
"HHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE'S HERE?!" She jumped up and ran to the bathroom. The door shut and Sakura pounded on it. "Tomoyo! Let me out! Syaoran's waiting to do the project, he'll get really mad!" She cried but Tomoyo laughed.
"You wont come out until you were that outfit I put in there!"
"But why?"
"Cause I want to film you in it!"
"Tomoyo, this is no time to film and play dress up. I have a project to do!"
"don't worry, Eriol will handle him! Now put on the outfit and were it for the rest of the afternoon!'
"Fine." She heard Sakura pout and start to change.
"SO KAWAII!" Tomoyo giggled as Sakura exited and walked out of the bedroom. Tomoyo filmed her non-stop.
She had a short plaid skirt on that only went to her mid thighs, and knee high black socks. She had a net shirt on. A piece of cloth was connected to the net shirt and it was covering only her breast. There was zipper across it also. She wasn't wearing any shoes as it was a respectful custom in Japan.
She walked down the stairs and sighed.
"Wow, Sakura. You look really nice........." Sakura looked up to see.........
Syaoran was talking to Eriol about the project they were doing when Eriol smiled, looking behind Syaoran. "Wow, Sakura. You look really nice." He said.
Sakura smiled at him. "Tomoyo's idea! She made me use it. And now she's going to film me like crazy."
"So you like it Eriol?" Tomoyo asked as Syaoran turned around and stared.
"Love it, especially on you, Sakura."
"Thanks." Sakura smiled once again.
"And you Syaoran?"
"Uh.........I.........it's nice, just not on her." He lied, turning away.
"You're such a jerk Syaoran." Tomoyo glared.
'what the hell Syaoran? Stop thinking those bad thoughts! You hate the girl! Why should the way she dress turn you on?! Remember, you hate her! AND she's not your type! She's way to innocent! Unlike you...after all, remember why your mother made you leave to Japan? Remember what you did to that one girl? Leaving her out on that street, like she was nothing. Next thing you knew, the bus was coming.........SHUTUP!'
Syaoran thought glaring at himself. 'stop it, stop it, STOP IT!' He shook his head and sighed, turning away.
"Respect. What are we going to do first?" He asked, trying to remain calm.
"Let's do the poster, and then we can work on skit. How long can you stay?"
"As long as I want........."
"Alright then. We'll be able to finish the poster today, then we can get the skit going. How does that sound?"
"That's fine with me." He said and they started to work on the project. Eriol started to come up with some idea's for their skit while Sakura went on the Internet to do some research on the ways to respect different people. Tomoyo filmed everything, watching Syaoran carefully. He was watching Sakura on the Internet constantly, but he never smiled, A wonder expression turned to a glare and then that turned to him looking away, then 5 minutes later, he once again was looking.
At about 7:30, Sakura got off smiling with a bunch of notes in her hand.
"Well, on the poster, we can have a couple sections. Like, for one 'how do you respect your parents.' Then there's 'how you respect your friends' then 'your peers,' then 'those that are of higher class then you' and 'those of lower class of you,' and maybe even people you don't know, like elders and children, or people that you just so happen to pass and what not. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah." Syaoran said. "Wanna make a web on the poster?"
"Yeah, but we need to have pictures on it too. Can you draw?"
"somewhat, but not great."
"Alright, then you draw and I write. That sound fair?"
"good to me. Why don't we just.........work on this tomorrow."
"We're suppose to get it done today."
"We don't HAVE to and plus, I have other homework, like to study for the math quiz!"
"Hoe...I forgot about that math quiz........." she sighed and rubbed her eyes. "Fine, but we need to work on it tomorrow, my house or your house?"
"Your house, And I don't want Eriol there." He glared at his supposedly best friend.
"and why is that? I've been helping you."
"Thank's for the idea's, and I'll use them, but this isn't your project, it's mine and hers. Alright?"
"Well I guess." He smiled and walked to the door. "Pack up, Syaoran Li, lets walk back."
"Alright. Bye Dai-Tomoyo, Sakura." He glared and walked out of the house.
Sakura sighed and started to pick up some of the materials. Tomoyo looked at her. "At lease you two agreed."
"Yeah." She smiled slightly. "You know, Tomoyo, Syaoran ain't really a bad guy, I know there's just something from keeping him smiling, maybe his family. And I know my family ain't all that great, and I smile all the time, but that's just because I know I have people there for me.........I wonder if he has people there for him........."
"Sakura........"
"Yeah?"
"Never mine, nothing." She smiled sweetly and started to clean up
"Do-do you think he'll ever change? Maybe I can help him change."
"I thought he was your worst enemy, now you want to help him."
"I want to see him smile.........not a smirk, but an actual smile." She said softly, then got her bag. "I need to study for that math quiz. You mind cleaning up the rest of this stuff?"
"Sure." Tomoyo smiled at her best friend as the girl walked up the stairs into Tomoyo's room.
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"Take out a pencil and a eraser and clear your desk." Mr. Yomada called as he walked over to his desk and grabbed some papers. "Alright, there is 25 questions on this test, some are multiple choice, some are true or false, and there is an essay. Remember to show all your work, and write neat, unlike Mr. Blaze Li over there." He smiled and everyone laughed. Blaze just shrugged his shoulders.
He passed out the papers and sat down at his desk as everyone started on the quiz.
Sakura went straight to the multiple choice. Ending at the essay.
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"Did you do good?" Tomoyo asked as they walked out of the class.
"Fairly well, I think I did really good on the essay and the true and false. I don't know about the rest, I think I did okay. I should at lease get a "C""
"sounds fair to me." She smiled at Sakura and they giggled, walking to their lockers. "OH! Today we get out early! YES! 1:30!!!"
"Yeah, Li needs to go to your house, but I'm glad that those bruises went away."
"Yeah, me two." She sighed and turned away, looking at nothing in particular.
"What do you have next?" Tomoyo asked, trying to light up the subject. But it didn't.
"Grrr.........I have English! With him! With Syaoran!!!!!!!"
"Oh.........Well, that's not so bad, maybe he wont bother you."
"Yeah right!" Sakura grumbled. "He does it any chance he can when there is people around, especially in school."
"But, last night........."
"We were trying to get a project done, Tomoyo, we had to be nice to each other."
The bell rang before Tomoyo could say anything and she smiled. "Time for class, I'll see you later."
"Alright." She smiled and went to her locker. To her horror, the locker wouldn't open. She tried and tried but it just wouldn't open. She sighed as she heard the tardy bell ring. 'grrr....'
She left it at that and ran to her class. The door opened and everyone stared at her, including the amber eyes. "Why are you late, Miss. Kinomoto?"
"My locker wouldn't open.........it got stuck." She said, walking in. He sighed and ushered her to her seat. Sakura sat down and Mr. Staff stood up.
"Open up your books and turn to page 337" He said and Sakura sighed, raising her hand.
"Um.........Mr. Staffaroni? Can I borrow a book?"
"You don't have a book? Why?"
"Because-"
"Never mind. You have detention tomorrow for being late and then not having your book."
"But Mr. Staff!" She cried.
"No buts, Sakura." She sighed and glared.
"What a idiot." Syaoran said, laughing at her.
"You two Mr. Li. You also have detention for making a rude comment!"
He growled as the teacher went through the lesson.
Sakura took Syaoran to her house and walked in. "Sakura! Where-"Kyoko stopped when she saw Syaoran walk in. "Who is this?!"
"He's my partner, Syaoran. We have to do our project."
"What project."
"It's just an English project, Kyoko."
"What's with the attitude?"
"What attitude?" Sakura asked, her voice raising.
Syaoran watched.
"You didn't come home last night or bother to call, you come home with some guy you call a partner, and you're yelling at me!"
"I'm not yelling at you! And plus, Dad wouldn't mind. And dad knew that I was going to stay at Tomoyo's house last night! I asked him!"
Kyoko glared then sighed. "Your fathers surgery didn't go so well." She pretended to care. "He has to stay in there within three to seven more days. And his boss is getting angry. Once he gets out, he'll have to go back to work."
"Can we please not talk about this?!"
"Don't you care about your father!?"
"Of course I do! It's you that doesn't." she glared and told Syaoran to follow her. They walked into her room and Sakura shut the door.
"What happ-"
"don't talk about it, just drop it." she said, her voice soft.
"Alright.........who is she?"
"She's my dad's girlfriend." She turned the computer on and he put his books down on the bed. Sakura left the room and came back in shortly after with a soft computer chair for Syaoran . He sat on it, but she didn't go on the computer. "Let's do how to respect." She said, getting out a piece of paper.
"For which one."
"How about for parents."
"Alright. You need to respect them by not talking back."
"That's one." She said and wrote it down. "Then there's respecting them by doing your chores with out being told, and thanking them for everything they give you."
"Yeah." He said and she wrote them down.
After about three hours, at 6:00 they were on girls respecting boys and boys respecting girls.
"A girl needs to respect a guy by........."
"Why don't you write how you like to be respected and I write how I like to be respected?" Sakura suggested.
"Alright." He took a paper and the two began to read. When they were done, he looked at her. "So, you can take all of this, and then we can work on the poster tomorrow or something."
"Alright. Here, give it to me." She said and took the paper, stacking it up.
"Well, I better get home before Blaze gets scared."
She laughed. "Blaze scared? Really now?"
"Of course." He laughed and grabbed his bag. She walked him to the door and he said bye, as she did the same.
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When Syaoran got home, the first thing he did was go into his room, turn on the computer and look up how to respect a girl.........
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Sakura sighed and turned around. She walked up the stairs and saw Kyoko at the top. 'ah, shit'
"Sakura. Why did you say that in front of that guy? Why did you make me seem like a bad person?"
"Because you are." She glared and tried to push pass her. Next thing she knew she was flying down the stairs. She groaned and tried to get up. But Kyoko beat her to it and punched her in the stomach.
"Don't worry. I wont hurt your face, after all, you do need to go to school tomorrow, and I can't have anyone knowing what I am doing to you." She smirked and hit her again in the stomach, this time, so hard it made Sakura cough out a small amount of blood. She glared at Kyoko.
"I could always tell my dad!"
"Oh, but would you do that? Would you make him unhappy?" She laughed and hit her again. Her most favorable spot to hit her was her stomach, but her legs didn't go so bad either.
I know, I know, this chapter is short too, not as short, but still short.
Poor Sakura, ne? I feel so bad making Kyoko beat her, but it's part of the story, right?
Well, Aloha.
Sanosuke'sFoxel
