14 Days of Fun Chapter 3: Day2: MY wonderful Partner Syao and, a card captor sakura fanfic

Disclaimer: Need I say more? CCS belongs to CLAMP…gr…unfortunately :bursts into tears: SYAORAANNNN:apparates off to find him and 'im hers O. :

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14 Days of Fun- Chapter 3: Day-3: MY wonderful Partner Syao; and the Unplanned Plan (Part 1)

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LING! My alarm clock rang loudly, but I paid no heed to it, as I flung out an arm out of my soft covers, and knocked the poor lil' clock on the ground, wires flying out as I broke another clock…6th one this month.

Tick tock tick tock. The hours flew by me in a quick flash, seconds turning into minutes, minutes eventually turning into a big whole hour.

Abuptly out of nowhere, a dog barked soundly and a cat snarled ferociously. THIS got me up in a quick jolt, as I sat up in my bed quickly. Rubbing my eyes groggily, juxtaposing on getting up…but much, much too lazy. You see, my limbs weren't exactly cooperating with me this morning.

When out of the corner of my, I spotted my other clock laid on my desk (you see, that was where the 'tick tocking' was coming from so loudly). I took my feet out from under the snug covers and placed them on my hard toupe-colored floor.

I craned my neck, taking a close look at my cherry-coloured clock…11:25…SHIIIT! I'M SOO DEAD! Why haven't anyone wokin' me up yet? Grrr…damn that brother! He knew Dad was going out earlier this morning!

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"Finally! The class door!" I though hurriedly, as I ran through the empty hallway, a random sheet of paper whirling around like a hurricane…I was mesmerized for a second…whoah. Paper.

I slammed the door open with a huge "BAM" making all heads turn towards me. I panted and hugged, waving one arm in the air, breathing out "I'm sosososossosorryi'mlateMs.Suzuki-sanPLEASEOHPLEASEOHGAWWDDPLE-LEASEFORGIVEME I—" The teacher looked at me, and said, "Oh that's okay Kinomoto. Please take a seat. " I sighed a breath of relief, and sat next to Chiharu who seemed to have a worried look on her face.

Good thing I have a extremely nice and…er…foolish(AMUAHAHAHA!) teach second period!. "Whew!"

Ms. Suzuki smiled at me kindly, continuing on. "Well Kinomoto, I have just assigned partners to everyone, because we are doing a social studies project on any given historical person. You are partnered with…" she trailed off, scanning her clipboard with the list of names.

Finally she looked up and said simply, "Li Syaoran."

I gaped, unable to hide my fleeting glee of happiness. AH HA! Now that little lover boy with within my grasp…I started to clap my hands excitedly, when I realized where I was with my beloved classmates staring at me with an obscure look. "Um…hehehe…" I laughed awkwardly in the moment.

Naoko and Chiharu both gaped at me too, with envy diluting their eyes both exclaiming. "Sa-ku-ra-CHAN! You're so lucky! You getta be with MR. Hottie!" I blinked at them and pretended to frown, trying to conceive that my heart was jumping with obvious joy. "What are you guys talking about?" My eyebrows creased together (oh MAN! I SIMPLY couldn't resist the moment of this…WHOAH!), as I walked reputedly to my…Syao-kun…I sighed mentally, and plopped down into the seat next to him.

He stared into my jaded pools, smirking lightly that same damned grin he always had plastered onto his gorgeous, handsome, fantabulous, alluring, stunning, hot, cute, er…let's not get off topic now…with the 'Syaoran' topic there was no telling how long I could talk. Anywho, I tried to advert my attention to a given sheet of paper, lying on top of the wooden desk. Frowning, I looked at him directly, and said boldly, "What?" Still having the same smirk unchangingly, he shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing…" he responded, still with a hint of amusement in his tone.

I shrugged my shoulders also, and tried to think less of my 'obsession' (…or is it attraction?) to my handsome, gorgeous, fantabulous, alluring, stunning, hot, cute, benevolent...(Why do I ALWAYS get carried away?), as little as possible. I looked down at my sheet of paper, lying lonesomely on the desk and began to scribbled our names down.

"Due date…instructions…more name of person…." I mumbled to myself, when I stopped at the 'name of person' printed in fine, black jet ink. I gazed up again, my eyes dancing at a bored Syaoran, looking at me dully. "We're doing THE GIRL!" I exclaimed with joy, my eyes transforming into emerald stars. Oh damnit all. Was it just me, or was Tomoyo's influence over-powering me? NOO!

Out of the blue, another light smirk played upon his fine and delicious…er…looking features again, and at least he spoke up. "Hopefully those clothing that we sore are longer isn't that right." Upon hearing those words, my face burned up and turned crimson. I was speechless for a while, when I regained my original posture…and the school bell rang loudly, the sound still echoing in my ears.

I got up, my chair falling soundly onto the classroom floor making a huge clackity sound. Stuttering, I responded, "Wha…WHAT are you talking about?"

He just left one more amused smirked towards my direction, got up, and quickly joined up with his friends.

How, right at his moment, do I want to strangle him.

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Menacing shoves and large, clear sweat drops are all that happens when you move from one class to other, just the right life, huh. As I pasted through the jumbles and buzzes of the squishy hallway, I immediately spotted my mischievous amethyst eyed friend, who was apparently talking…I gasped…HAPPILY TO ERIOL, and he was holding MY stack of fanfictions! The loves of my life, the source of my survival, my fanfictions that I printed from was empowered by the evil and deceiving friend of that luscious Syao!

I sneaked out into the grassy courtyard, tracing Tomoyo's and Eriol's footsteps, quickly climbing swiftly up a tree and listened in onto their convo. Hehe. Now I love life.

"…Thank-you, Tomoyo-chan my dear(WTF eh?), for lending me these wonderful…er…fanfictions." I would hear Eriol say sneaking a gaze from the tops of the tree I glanced down at them. Oh no. What was Eriol doing? The blue-hair CREEP had reached over to Tomoyo, touching her pale slender hand, and frikkeenn kissed it. Meep. And so, I screeched out a scream, only realizing where I was…when a rough hand clamped my mouth shut.

"Be quiet you!" hissed the low murmur…which sounded obfuscately familiar. I quickly darted my eyes around, head turned to only face that of: gorgeous chocolate hair ruffling in the breeze of the afternoon air, dazzling arrays of amber flashed at me, that absolutely perfect chiseled face---

"Kinomoto?" he spoke again, those stunning words coming out of HIS mouth, saying my name. I flushed slightly of light crimson. Dude, I swear I'm turning crazy. Blinking and regaining my "nice" posture, brushing a few strands of auburn locks floating in my face, I coughed and spoke up. "Yes, Li?" I questioned, attempting to bate my lashy emerald eyes towards his direction, restraining an urge not to say "Syao-Kun", instead of "Li". Blegh. Formality.

"Well be quiet! I'm trying to---" he paused, still in his low whispered slightly agitated when…he smirked "flirtatiously" at me. Or so I thought.

"Gomen…" I said in an apologetic tone. Right. Remind me why I was saying sorry again. Rakishly he grinned at me with another of those to-die-for-gorgeous-hawt-amused grins. "It's okay, perfectly alright." And in my ingenuity, cleverly contrived thoughts, I actually thought he was hitting on me.

I flipped my hair back with another cute toss…when…I felt something murky crawling though my hair. MY initiate reaction was to gasp and shout, "ATTACK OF THE EVIL AND CRPTIC FANFICTION STRIKES!" Then a lightly would crack in the background, and Syaoran will swoon over me with love-filled gazes…ahh…All Bliss. But unfortunately, what crawled there…was…was…a spider? Naw, too cliché for my liking…it was….my expression turned emote deadpan. A tiny, yellow BIRD was frikkin' SLEEPING in my hair!

I made a noise of frustration, obvious my exertion advances had no seeming affect upon my dearest Syao-kun here, or rather he was simply amused that a BRID was stuck in my HAIR. Oh just great.

At this point he was even laughing harder, even thought he was supposed to suppress out voice from being heard to Tomoyo and Eriol.

"A…" more laughter, "…biRD!" He now nearly yelled in the midst of the moment. It was certainly amusing, but from bellow us dark raven locks swiveled in the direction of the tree tops above them with another indigo head.

"Did I just hear someone say 'bird'?" Tomoyo interrogated in sheer surprise. Eriol flashed a handsome grin at Tomoyo's direction, as if contemplating in his mind who he knew it really was. His silver glass spectacles flashed in the advertation of he bright sunlight, nearly blinding her to tears.

"It must be a…" he trailed off, still flashing the spell-binding grin at her, and Tomoyo herself waiting in veracious anticipation. Syaoran and I both held our breaths…The seconds ticked by loudly…

1 second gone by…
2 seconds gone by…
3 seconds gone by…

"A bird." He finally pronounced out smartly, and Tomoyo, Syaoran and I both face-faulted.

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Shortly after Eriol and Tomoyo had thoroughly discussed something unknown to our ears, they left the shading spot under the tree (oh GAWD TOMOYO! I wanted to spend more time with cuddlin' with Syao-kun!).

I gazed over at Syaoran's intense amber pools, speaking up. "…should we follow?" he gazed back, his amber eyes truly turning intense. "Of course!" he answered with great enthusiasm, another smirk evident on his face.

5 minutes passed by…we both yawned.

"What do you think Eriold and Tomoyo are doing right now?" I interrogated.

"What do you think?"

I shrugged.

"Hm. I wonder."

"Hmm."

Was it just me, or were we turning LAZY? We both slumped on our branches, wanted to do nothing but let the wind blow in our faces.

We yawned.

We sat.

We eventually laid down.

We eventually fell asleep.

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Somewhere off in the distance, a pair—male and female both cackled in a cryptic manner, one did a 'ohohohoho!' and the other one…it was more of a 'tcheheheuamaumauchehe…"

And in both of their hands, held a white glassy bottle with a label of…

"ohohohohohoho!"