Full Summary: Writing and planning love stories were a young girl's job. Her dreams of loving someone ended when she once thought that love was the worst thing. But what if falling for a guy unexpectedly changed that thought and made her realize that love was indeed. . .a walk in the clouds! SxS ROMANCE!
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A/N: Hey there my dear readers! Sorry for the delay! Anyway, this is the second chapter, guys and I was hoping you liked it as you liked the first one! So, I would like to thank my dear reviewers. . .
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Chapter Two:
Alarm Bells ringing
The guy Sakura spotted sat next to her since there were no more available seats. A cold shiver went up Sakura's spine, making her tremble severely. She didn't mind, though and pretended to watch the birds outside but the shivering continued. It became much worse when the guy tapped her by the shoulder. She froze, not knowing what to do. C-Calm yourself S-Sakura! Maybe I-It's just a h-hallucination! Yeah, t-that's it! Sakura thought as she turned around to look at the guy with a ferocious glare.
But her ferocity melted when the guy caught her icy glare. They stared at each other for a long time but it's like an eternity for Sakura. She got lost in the heaven of his deep amber eyes, as the cold inside her melted by the warmth of his gaze. The volcano threatened again inside her but she stopped it, pushing it away. She trembled again upon realizing what was going on—love was again setting another trap. Oh, no cupid! I'll never let myself be shot again by one of your pathetic arrows! Sakura thought as she looked away from the boy. Never again would that happen!
But that's where she thought wrong. The earthquake brewed again but this time in a low intensity, reminding her that her perspective was wrong. Sakura shivered from the cold—from the cold wind blowing inside her.
"Are you okay? You're shivering. . .take my jacket if you like." The guy said offering her his jacket.
Sakura looked at him with unsteady gaze and stuttered. "N-No, I-I'm fine. T-Thanks."
"You sure? I'll accompany you to the clinic and you could-"
Sakura cut him sharply—her voice irritated. "I'm fine okay! How many times do I have to repeat that!" She got up and fled out of the door.
The boy scratched his head, confused of what was going on. "Was it something I said?"
Tomoyo chimed in as she watched Sakura went out of the classroom. "I think it was something you did!"
"I'll follow her!" Meilin said upon reaching Tomoyo.
"Good idea! She'll need some company!" Tomoyo replied and Meilin also fled the room.
"But what did I do?" The boy asked again.
"By the way, what did you do exactly?" Tomoyo giggled while scratching her head. Syaoran sweat-dropped and explained to her what happened.
"I just offered her some help and she just ran away."
"That's it? Boy, do Sakura need to change her perspective about love or what?"
"Perspective about love?"
"It. . .It's a long story. It would take ages for us to finish! Oh, by the way, who's your cute friend over there?" Tomoyo asked, pointing to a guy on the other row with dark blue hair and glasses.
"Uhmm. . .wait a second. . .Did you just say Sakura?" The guy asked his brows furrowed.
"Yeah, that's her name. Why?"
"Uh, nothing. It rings a bell that's all."
"Oh, so, who's your handsome friend over there? I can't wait to meet him!"
"C'mon, I'll introduce you! Uh, what's your name again?"
"Tomoyo. . .Tomoyo Daidouji."
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Sakura trudged faster, walking briskly away from it all. She's still in shock about what's currently happening to her—her past coming back to haunt her. Yes, once again, love was chasing her even though she pushed it aside years ago. Cupid was again reloading his arrows, ready to shoot once more into a heart closed shut by pain. Again, those shut doors were slowly opening, revealing a heart that would love endlessly and unselfishly. But Sakura wouldn't allow it. She shut those doors with strength and fury, slamming them tightly. She drove cupid as well as love away, pushing them farther into oblivion. Never, I say. . .Never! She thought with blazing eyes.
Sakura entered the girl's bathroom and washed her face, feeling the water splashing against her delicate skin. She took a deep breath, calming her troubled self. Sakura looked at the mirror. There stood the most beautiful face one could ever see. That face had it all—perfect body, pleasing attitude, long honey golden hair—everything. But tears came slowly streaming from her emerald green eyes. . .why? Because she knew even though she had everything, deep inside her she had nothing. One thing was still missing: love.
Sakura sobbed quietly as she sat down the bathroom floor. Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, revealing a friend willing to pull her out of her misery.
"Sakura-chan? Are you alright?" Meilin asked softly upon arriving at Sakura's side. She sat beside her and stroked her back gently.
Sakura didn't answer. Instead, she rested her head on Meilin's shoulder, crying as if there's no tomorrow.
Meilin broke the silence. "Sakura-chan, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"He's here."
"Who's here?"
"He's here."
"C'mon, Sakura-chan, spill. Tell me, who's here?" Meilin asked in a soothing voice.
"Syaoran Li."
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"WHAT? You mean the one who just introduced me to you and the one I just talked to was Syaoran Li?" Tomoyo screamed in disbelief.
"You haven't asked his name yet do you?" Eriol asked his brows narrowed.
"Well, yeah, kinda, sort of."
Eriol sighed. "Well, now you know his name."
"Come to think of it, he looks different from the last time I saw him. . .Not to mention more handsome and cuter than before."
"You mean, you knew him?" Eriol asked in shock.
"I haven't told you that one yet, huh?"
"Yeah, spill."
"It. . .It's a long story."
"I have time."
"You need time."
"Well, now, spill."
"Okay, okay here goes. . ." Tomoyo started blabbing. Seconds, minutes passed and the longest story in history was finally finished.
"So, there. That's it." Tomoyo concluded.
"You mean, Syaoran was the reason why your friend Sakura became a man-hater?"
"Yeah, and now that he's back, maybe he'll be able to make Sakura fall in love again. . .wait. . .I have an idea! Think you could bring Syaoran at Serenity Café tonight at about. . .seven p.m.?"
"Why? What's your idea?"
"Let's just say, Sakura would fall in love before she would actually knew it!"
The classroom door creaked open and the class fell silent. There entered their worn out teacher who looked like she had a worse case of pneumonia.
"Sorry class I'm late. My car broke down and I have to bring it to the repair shop down the alley. . .So, let's start the signing up for your classes."
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"So, what are your classes?"
The class was finally dismissed and tomorrow they would start following their own class schedules. Sakura, Tomoyo and Meilin were inside the car, driving to their dormitory. Meilin was now the one driving and it was not a pretty sight. You see, she just got her license and she was not exactly the top student driver in her class.
"Meilin watch out for that-" Sakura shouted and the brand new car bumped with a loud thud. "-Trash can."
"Sorry."
"Its okay, no injuries."
"So, what are your classes?" Tomoyo insisted. The car started again, zigzagging through the road.
"I told you, in the morning: Calculus, Physics, Literature and Japanese, While in the afternoon: Trigonometry, Chemistry, History and Biology."
"Oh, darn. We only have two classes the same: Calculus and Trigonometry."
Meilin piped in. "While me and Sakura-chan, we have four classes the same: Physics, Chemistry, Japanese and Trigonometry."
"Yeah, yeah, keep on driving. We don't want to bump again into another trash can now, do we?" Tomoyo said, sarcastically.
Meilin grunted. "Whatever."
"Hey, we are all classmates in Trigonometry class. I hear our professor there is pretty strict so help me out, you guys!" Sakura exclaimed.
"Yeah, don't worry, Sakura-chan." Tomoyo smirked. "But what's this I hear, Syaoran Li have six classes the same with you, Sakura—all except Calculus and Trigonometry. Ugh, damn it! I'm not your classmate in either one of those subjects."
"Maybe that's a good thing." Sakura muttered under her breath.
"Hey, Sakura, Are you free tonight?" Tomoyo asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"I'll have something to tell you at Serenity Café."
"Uh, okay."
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Night fell with Tomoyo insisting Sakura to wear something stylish and fashionable. She did her make-up and her clothes while Meilin did her hair. Lipsticks and eyeliners flipped everywhere while the two girls did their best to make Sakura the most beautiful girl that night. After all, it's an upcoming date and little do Sakura knew that, that night would turn out to be something, well let's just say, unforgettable.
"But why all this? You'll just treat me to that café so that you could tell me something. . .What's with the make-up, the hair-do and the fashion tips?" Sakura asked, confused.
"Trust me. You're in for a big surprise!" Tomoyo beamed, a sheepish grin imprinted on her lips.
"A big surprise?" Meilin whispered.
"Hey, don't spoil it okay?" Tomoyo said in a low voice.
"More like a big pain, if you ask me."
"She'll be happy about it, don't worry too much okay? You'll see, she'll thank us in the long run." Tomoyo guaranteed.
They did everything—nails, her hair, her clothes, her make-up (Sakura almost looked like a clown)—everything (the only one missing was a facial, if you ask me). After all the fuzz, Sakura looked magnificent (without the usual gown, of course) and absolutely stunning. Tomoyo drove Sakura all the way to Serenity Café wherein nobody was dining inside (it was all part of the master plan).
Upon arriving, Tomoyo and Sakura got out of the car and Tomoyo handed her something. "Wear this."
"A blind fold? Tomoyo, I'm seriously getting freaked out here."
"C'mon, trust me. Just wear it okay?"
"Oh, okay." Sakura obeyed and she wore the blind fold hesitatingly. Tomoyo accompanied her up the steps of the said café and upon arriving inside; Tomoyo took off the blind fold. There inside the tranquil restaurant laid a table for two decorated with roses and a pink table sheet. A candle light on the center and rose petals scattered down the floor.
Sakura obviously knew what was going on and turned around to see no Tomoyo in sight.
"Darn, a date. Ugh, I fell for it! Tomoyo where are you?" Sakura looked around and was about to leave but instinct told her not to. Instead, she kept searching for her. "Tomoyo where are-" Sakura's statement was cut when a familiar voice rang out.
"Hey."
Sakura froze from where she was standing. Alarm bells rang again but this time in a high note. Damn it! He's here. She thought, warning herself. Sakura thought of leaving but her feet wouldn't budge. She tried again with strength and was victorious. Sakura was about to open the front door when he spoke again.
"Hey, don't go. I wanted to talk to you."
She froze again but she spoke with ferocity. "There's no need of words! We have nothing to talk to okay?"
"Please. Just for a few minutes?"
"Don't beg. It would never work for me." She turned around to face him and was again caught in his amber eyes. Sakura didn't know what to do. If she stayed, does it mean that she still loved him? If she goes, would she regret it for the rest of her life like she did years ago when she didn't tell him her feelings?
"Fine, I'll stay but only for a few minutes okay?" She concluded and she walked near the beautifully decorated table. Sakura sat down and Syaoran did the same.
"I think our friends set us up." Syaoran said, wanting to start a conversation.
"Yeah, you could say that again." Sakura said in a cold voice.
"What would you be taking up?"
"Journalism. You?"
"Hey, journalism too. I'm focusing on photography."
"Magazine journalist. Hey, look, if you wanted to talk to me about these shallow stuffs. . .I'm just wasting my time. I'd better go." Sakura said. She was about get up when Syaoran grabbed her arm. Feeling his hand on her arm, crept a blush on Sakura's cheeks.
"Wait, look, it's not what I wanted to tell you."
"So, what is it?" Sakura said, shoving her arm away. She sat down, eager of hearing what would it be.
"I just wanted to tell you, I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?"
"I'm sorry for all the pranks I caused, you Sakura. . .I don't know what gotten in to me."
"You don't know?" Sakura said, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, but I do know that I loved it when you scream for my name. . .I felt special."
"So, you loved the idea that I almost lost my voice?"
"No, no, that's not it."
"So, let me get this straight, you did all those pranks because you wanted me to scream your name? But why me? Because I'm an easy target?"
"No, because you were so cute when you were angry."
Sakura blushed slightly. "I'm cute?"
"Yeah, you were." Syaoran said, reaching for Sakura's hand. He held it but Sakura shove it away.
"Why did you leave me? Because you were expelled am I right?"
"No, my family decided to move here to Tokyo."
"Oh, okay. I'd better go."
"Wait."
"What now?"
"I wanted to tell you something. . ."
"Spill, I don't have any time."
"I. . .I loved you back then."
"Huh?"
"It's nothing."
"No, no, what did you say?" Sakura insisted.
"I loved you back then."
"Why didn't you tell me? You know, I waited for it. I waited for the time. . .that you'll profess it someday. . ." Sakura trailed off, tears starting to well in her eyes.
"I didn't mean to-"
Sakura cut his sentence. "Of, course you didn't. If you'll excuse me, I better leave."
"Sakura, Sakura!" Syaoran shouted as Sakura ran outside.
She ran down the street, her mascara dripping down her cheeks as tears came spilling from her eyes. Sakura's knees wobbled as she ran away from the café. . .away from Syaoran. She knew history would repeat itself if she allowed it to happen. Prankster Syaoran would be back, making her heart fall for him again. First grade would come back, making her drool for him even more. She wouldn't allow that to happen. Falling for him would mean only one thing. . .
Total disaster. . .
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A/N: Mean Sakura! She is so cold to Syaoran! Well, she had her reasons! Anyway, review! The more reviews I get, the more chapters I'll make! REVIEW! Ü