Disclaimie:
Due to the fact that I'm too depressed right now to put up the usual disclaimer, I'm not going to put up the usual. I all ready did one today, if you want to read it, read the 1st chapter for 'Cherry Soda', hopefully I'll have it up by the time I finish this chapter, I wrote the disclaimie in the script way all ready today and that was the lucky story that got it… I'm such a loser.
Any who, I'm on a reading books kick right now, so I'm staying up late reading and sleeping in really late, thankfully its summer break right now UU
So, here's the disclaimie that I have to put up so that I won't get my ass sued off by the greed sons of #$%es: messa no own Cardcaptor Sakura, if I did, I would pay for a taxis service from the $ I make from the series to go to the library to get a few books, then I'll I go to the mall to buy a comic book or 2 from the bookstore that is the only place where I can get a comic book from a series that I like.
W/ out no further ado, here's:
Dodging the Raindrops:
Chapter 7: (wow, I'm starting to get farther along, I'm planning to make it to at least chapter 14) Snow Part 2
Plot By: The Can-Can group
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(A Bookstore…)
Sakura played on the thought of entering or not, after talking to Chiharu. She decided to see all her old friends and say hi to them. It wasn't hard to find the bookstore that Yanagisawa Naoko owned, after asking around and following a set of directions that someone told her; the only thing left to do is to verify the building to see if it was the correct address. Sakura spotted a sign; it had "Bookstore" written on it with paint. Next to it is a painting of a dragon, a unicorn and a fairy. Yep, this is defiantly the right place. Naoko is or was obsessed with things of the supernatural.
Giving a sigh, Sakura entered the small store. A ringing tone came from somewhere, signaling the presence of a customer.
The bookstore is full of books (go figure), mostly old books about magic and such. She turned her attention to a bookstand stacked with fairly recently printed books. Picking up one, she looked at the cover. On the cover was the title "A Spell for Chameleon" and the author's name. Sakura, interested in what the summary promised the story to be, picked it up and headed to the counter.
A woman, about Sakura's age came from the side and headed to the other side of the counter. With a smile, she looked at the book purchase, "this is a good story, there's a whole series, and the author has a really good imagination. It actually came from America, but you didn't hear that from me. There are a lot of puns and dragons in it." Her eyes grew really sparkly as she described the book.
The woman has hair that's short in the back and slops downward in the front, she wears a headband to keep the hair from getting in her face. Her light brown eyes show kindness and have a small sparkle to them.
"I'll take your word for it, Naoko," Sakura replies.
Recognition registers in her old friend from her earlier days. "Wow, I didn't know that you were back, how's life treating you?"
"It's going good, I guess, how's business doing with the bookstore?" Sakura asked, not exactly delving into what has been happening since they had last saw each other.
Naoko looked around, "as you can see, there's off days and then there's good days." It was true, the only people in the store is herself and Sakura.
Suddenly, something brushed up against Sakura's leg. She jumped a few feet away, completely scared. Naoko walked around the counter and bent down to gather up a dark fur ball. "Bad Suppi, naughty kitty, bad kitty, don't scare the customers," Naoko began to scold the small cat.
"Why do you have a cat here, in a bookstore?" Sakura asked as she regained her breath and went back to were she was standing.
Naoko shrugged, "I was feeling lonely one day and I went outside to find something to do, when I saw Suppi next to the door, shivering. I took him in," she began to pet the kitten and trying to sooth him, "he likes it here, I think he actually reads the books, but I could be just seeing things."
Sakura gave the dark-colored kitten a pat. The young cat gave a quick purr, jumped out of his owner's arms and scurried of to somewhere in the store.
Giving a quick laugh, Naoko went back to the register and rang up the book. Once that was done, they both said good-bye and Sakura left the store with her purchase in a plastic bag.
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(Craft Store…)
Sakura stared long and hard at the "Sorry, we're closed" sign on the glass doors. The lights were turned off through out the store and she saw no movement. Giving an exasperated sigh, and figuring that she'll meet up with Sasaki Rika at the reunion, Sakura headed back to her father's house.
Somewhere along the way, her cell phone rang. Taking it out, she pressed the "answer" button and brought the module up to her ears, "Hello?"
"Hey, Miss Kinomoto, your daughter has locked herself in the bathroom," came Syaoran's voice, with plenty of concern, through the earpiece.
"Accidental or on purpose?" Sakura gave another sigh as the reply was on purpose. After putting the phone back into a pocket, Sakura walked faster to her father's house.
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(House…)
"Suzo, open up the door, please? Do it for mommy," Sakura pleaded from the other side of the bathroom door.
"No!" came the set reply.
Sakura turned to her father and Syaoran, "do you know what could have caused this?"
Fujitaka pondered on the question, "Well, we were watching 'Mommy Dearest' and we came to a nasty scene and she upped and left."
Her eye started to twitch, "why the heck were you allowing her to watch 'Mommy Dearest'? That is not a movie a young girl should be watching, crap, now she's going to think that all mothers are like that evil bitch." She started to knock on the door, "Suzo, the movie isn't real, mothers aren't like that, and its just some stupid movie an idiot came up with."
Syaoran grinned, "actually if you think about it, there are some families-"
"Not helping," she stated, glaring at him and continued to knock on the door, "please come out, if you do, I promise we'll go out for ice cream."
"Tsk, tsk," Syaoran shook his head, "bribing a child with ice cream, now she's going to start expecting ice cream when ever she locks herself in the bathroom."
She glared at him again, "what did I just say to you? Will you please shut up?"
The door opened slowly, Suzo's emerald eyes peered through the crack. She blinked, "do I get two scoops?"
Sakura gave a nod, happy that she's finally getting somewhere, "and with sprinkles on top, just as long as you don't lock yourself in the bathroom again because of a movie your grandfather allows you to watch with out my knowing."
The four-year-old girl opened the door and ran to her mother's open arms. Sakura gave her daughter a huge squeeze. "I promise to never act like that mom in the movie," Sakura promised in a small whisper that only her child could hear. She could feel Suzo nod to the promise.
Sakura stood up, with Suzo's hand in her own, "Mr. Li, you do know that you're coming with us?" She gave a look that said if you don't say, the consequences would be horrendous.
He grinned, "what, all out of money and need me to pay?"
"No, I just um… wanted to show you the sights," Sakura replied, shrugging nervously.
"Sure, you just keep on telling yourself that."
Sakura stuck out her tongue in response to Syaoran's response.
Syaoran raised an eyebrow, "real mature."
"Shut up."
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(Wednesday Evening, High School Gym…)
Sakura sat at the table bored, it was still early yet and none of her old high school friends were here yet. Her coat was strewn on the back of her chair. It was really cold outside, to the point were it could snow at any time.
They had arrived with Tomoyo and Eriol, whom had offered up a ride to the reunion. Syaoran and Eriol were in a corner talking about something business related and Tomoyo was on the stage talking to the DJ about letting her sing a few songs sometime during the reunion.
Suzo is at home with her grandfather, hopefully watching a G-rated movie or something along those lines.
A few more people started to stream into the huge gym, Sakura looked up to see if they were any one she recognized. One caught her particular attention. The woman has dark brown hair that curled under her chin and a light maple syrupy-colored eyes that gave her a mature look.
Sakura got up from her spot and headed to the woman. The woman turned her slightly and saw Sakura heading for her way. "Hello Sakura, long time no see."
Sakura gave a small nod, "I'm sorry Rika, I've been kind of busy."
Rika accepted the explanation, knowing that her friend didn't want to go into details.
"So, have you gotten married yet?" Sakura asked, with slight curiosity.
Rika blushed and nodded, "right after high school."
Sakura tilted her head, "to any one I would know?"
Rika blushed even more and nodded instead of giving a verbal response.
Sakura started to realize that her friend didn't want to talk about it, much like how she doesn't want to talk about what has been happening for the past few years since she has last seen everyone else. "I'm going to go now, I'll come and visit your store some time." She gave a wave and walked away, looking for someone to talk to.
As the minutes passed, the gym filled up to the point where they were almost filled up to maximum capacity. The food bar was finally opened up and the people who don't dance headed over that way to socialize. The ones, who did dance, went out to the dance floor to dance with old friends and other people.
Sakura sat back down at the table, and sighed heavily. This is as boring as watching paint dry and grass growing. Tomoyo is singing and she can't seem to be able to find Syaoran or someone else to talk to.
As she began to look around at the dancing couples, she saw that a lot of her friends were paired off. Most of the couples were some that you would never expect, not in a millions years. Feeling dejected and jealous, Sakura got up and began to look around for someone to talk to.
Making her way through the crowd, Sakura looked for one of her friends. What she didn't expect was her curly, redheaded ex-husband, looking pleased and grinning towards her direction.
She gasped and got extremely nervous as he made his way to Sakura. Before she could get away, he grabbed her arm, "going someplace, my sweet Sakura?"
Sakura swallowed the spit in her mouth and glared, "yes, I'm going to get as far away as possible."
Renjiro gave a deadly-looking grin, "ah, but Sakura, I'll find you. You'll never be able to get away from me. You may think that you're alone, but I'll be watching you." With that last threat of stalking, her ex-husband walked away and blended into the crowd.
The threat that lingered in Sakura's mind made her suddenly very scared. Going back to the chair she was sitting at earlier, Sakura grabbed her coat and headed out side where the snow started to cover the ground in a light and thin blanket.
Syaoran was listening to his navy-blue-haired cousin when he noticed Sakura talking to someone with red hair that sort of resembled Suzo's. After the man left, he could see Sakura's frightened and worried look as she made for a chair with her coat draped on it and then made a mad dash for the gym exit.
He followed after her, not before apologizing to Eriol for leaving while he was talking about the stalks. Syaoran apologized to the people he bumped into as he made his way through the crowd and to the exit.
"Sakura, where are you?" He called out as he managed to get outside. Sobbing sounds came from his right. Syaoran went to the general direction of the sounds and found Sakura squatting down with her head covering her arms.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he squatted down to her level.
She sniffed as she replied, "if I was okay, do you think that I would be down here crying?"
He grinned at her response. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Sakura said nothing for a few moments and then finally replied, "okay," in a calm, almost sad, whisper.
Syaoran listened intently as Sakura began to tell of her past for reasons beyond her own understanding. Later on she's going to blame some person for spiking the punch and the food…
(About Five-ish Years Ago…)
She was ecstatic, not only was yesterday graduation, tomorrow she is going to be known as Mrs. Hitachi Renjiro. Her friends and family seemed a little against the idea (especially her brother) since she only met him about two weeks ago. They thought that she was rushing it a wee bit, but she didn't care; she's independent now and can make her own decisions.
"And besides, I truly love him and he loves me," Sakura said to herself out loud, causing Tomoyo to look up at from what she was doing.
"Talking to yourself again?" Tomoyo asked, with a small laugh in her voice.
Sakura grinned, "you know it."
Tomoyo laughed as she continued with the final touches on the elaborate white wedding dress. She herself had just graduated from high school with offers from various colleges that had fashion and design as the vocal point. Hopefully within two or three years she'll graduate and start her own business. But right now, she's content on doing Sakura's outfits.
She looked up from the hem she was working on and looked at her impulsive friend, "now, are you sure that you want to get married to this guy?"
Sakura stopped grinning and gave her a look that suggested 'are you kidding?' and replied, "I know that I'm being impulsive, considering the fact that he's about thirty, but I feel that this will work out." She gave a reassuring smile, even though Tomoyo felt a little uneasy about the whole situation.
One of the other Bride's maids entered the room, announcing that everything is ready. Sakura could her the faint music of the wedding march (she and Renjiro decided that they were going to have an American wedding) coming from the wedding hall.
Suddenly nervousness started to take over as Tomoyo lead her to the room with the families and friends of both sides waiting. They entered the room; Fujitaka took a hold of her daughter's arm and lead her down the aisle leading to her future husband-to-be…
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(Two months later…)
Sakura was in the public restroom, throwing up all of her organs, or at least her breakfast. Tomoyo held up her hair so that it wouldn't get soiled as the woman heaved.
Once all of this was done, Tomoyo gave her diagnosis, "you're pregnant." She said bluntly.
Sakura blushed ashamedly as she nodded. What her friend suggested made sense with what's happening to her. She noticed that she was eating more and losing her lunch on a regular basis.
Suddenly, Tomoyo's eyes got really sparkly as she began to think of all the maternity clothes and all the outfits the baby will need. Giving a happy sigh and pretending to faint, Tomoyo started to drag Sakura out of the restaurant had took her to material and sewing shops and started to look around for items that they'll need.
During all the while Sakura kept on asking if they should go to the doctors' first just to make sure it wasn't really bad gas.
Of course Tomoyo's response to this suggestion was, "Doctors schmoctors, we'll visit them last."
So then Sakura spent the next few months preparing for a baby…
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(Seven Months Later…)
Sakura sat in the delivery room. While going through contractions, she began to wonder where the heck was her husband. She wasn't an expert in this area, but isn't the husband/ father supposed to be there with her to help her be calmer. As another contraction hit her, she figured that he was caught up in traffic somewhere and was trying hard to get to the hospital.
A few moments later, Sakura became the proud mother of a healthy baby girl. She was then moved to a different room were she could rest in peace. Visitors came and went through the night, however, Renjiro never showed up.
To keep herself out of boredom, Sakura began to come up with names for her daughter.
"Hm… what about Saren?" She shook her head at the thought in disdain.
Suddenly a nurse entered the room saying that there was a call for her at the front desk and that they'll patch the person to the phone in the room.
Sakura picked up the phone from its cradle, "hello?"
"Hello Sakura," came her husband's voice from the other end. His tone suggested that he was happy and that something really bad was about to happen to her.
"What's wrong?" She asked out of genuine concern.
She could have sworn she could feel him smirk as he replied, "I'm cutting you loose."
Sakura nearly faltered, "y-yo-you're doing what?"
"I got all the money that I wanted out of you, I'm kicking you out of the house, all of your stuff is out in the street next to the curb, the papers for the divorce should bee on the way as I speak, good bye."
The line went dead.
Sakura placed the phone back in its cradle and began to cry. She should have seen this coming. Oh why didn't she listen to the ones who really cared about her? Why the heck did she agreed to letting him have full access to her savings account? She had half a million in it as a graduation present from her father. Her sick husband must have had this planned from the beginning, get her pregnant and then tell the news when she was emotional and tired.
A knock on the door entered her thoughts. A man looking similar to a weasel (causing her to think that he's the lawyer) and has his hair slicked back with gel entered the small room. Without speaking he handed her the divorce papers, which she signed in no time flat. The weasel man left the room saying, "best of wishes."
Sakura turned the lamp, stationed next to the bed, off and went to sleep, all the while with tears of embarrassment fell from her face and being soaked up into the pillow.
The next morning, Tomoyo entered the room, looking like sunshine and roses. "I saw your daughter, she's really beautiful, just like you." She noticed that something was uncharacteristically wrong with her friend when she didn't respond to the compliment.
Sakura sat up, her normally bright emerald eyes, are now dull as she said, "we're getting a divorce."
Tomoyo blinked as shock coursed through her body.
"You guys are right, I was impulsive." Sakura went back to sleep, signaling the lack of want of a conversation.
Tomoyo gave a solemn sigh as she left the seemingly darker room.
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(A Few Days Later…)
Sakura was emitted from the hospital with her daughter in her arms. She had decided to name her Suzo, it was a random name that just hit her, it has no meaning in her language or anyone else's, kind of like her relationship with her now ex-husband, Renjiro.
She went to her father's home where she knows that she'll be accepted.
After knocking on the door, her older brother opened it, he sometimes visit their dad once in awhile, so this came to no surprise. He looked at like he was in shock, "wow, I thought you and you're stupid husband would be out celebrating."
Sakura gave an exasperated sigh as she shoved on by and entered the large house. "Dad!" she called out.
Her father with his slowly graying, light-brown hair entered the room. "Oh, what a surprise, I didn't expect you to come tonight. And you brought my first grandchild, well, come into the living room." Fujitaka led her and Toya to the living room; there they all took a seat.
Silence took over from there, or at least until Sakura decided to tell the horrible news. "We've gotten a divorce," she announced.
Toya instantly got up with rage and made a set goal for the door. "Wait until I get my hands on that jerk! What did he do to you? Cheated on you? Abused you? Hurt you in any shape and or form?"
Fujitaka coughed and silenced his overprotective son and made him sit back down. "Why?" he finally asked.
Sakura relayed the story of what her ex-husband told her. "I think I'm going to move to the city," she said lastly.
Fujitaka nodded at the logic of what she was suggesting, get away from the memories, start over in a new place, and most importantly, bring Suzo (Sakura had told him over the phone once she came up with it) up in place were she wouldn't get ridiculed about the fact that she doesn't' have any father.
They started to make plans for a place to live. After much debate, Sakura allowed Fujitaka to pay for the apartment (of her choosing) and the necessities for a year or two.
After Sakura went upstairs to her old room, he immediately called Tomoyo and asked her to go with Sakura to the city without letting on that he asked her to. Tomoyo agreed, seeing that he was worried about Sakura and her welfare in the city, and promised that she'll move there saying that the college program was better in that particular city.
So, for the next five-ish years, Sakura and Suzo lived in the city of hopes of never seeing Renjiro ever again…
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(Present…)
"No wonder you don't trust men that much," Syaoran finally commented as soon as Sakura finished up her story.
She nodded in agreement, "however, I think he wants something from me, because now he threaten that he'll stalk me. I'm really scared that he'll hurt Suzo." She started to sob again and was close to hysteria.
The snow floated down in a faster pace, and started to cover up their heads, making them seem like old people. Sakura's sobs echoed through out the courtyard. "And not only am I scared for Suzo, I'm also scared for Tomoyo and Eriol. What am I go-"
She was interrupted by something warm and moist on her lips. It took a few moments to reorient herself and to realize that Syaoran was kissing her. Of course by the time she realized what was going on, based on her body's reactions, he had pulled away. "You should also be scared and worried for yourself," Syaoran said with a small grin.
He got up and began to walk back to the gym; he could feel Sakura's eyes on his back. When he got up to the doors he saw the doors closed quickly as if someone realized that they were going to get caught. Syaoran quickly opened up the doors to see Tomoyo quickly put her camcorder behind her back and Eriol pretending to look innocent.
"Nice try guys, I already saw you two spying on us, I'm going to take Miss Kinomoto home now." He did give them point for effort though as he gave a grin.
Tomoyo and Eriol nodded and gave a sigh of relief seeing that they were off the hook. Syaoran said bye, grabbed Sakura and headed back to her house.
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Yet again, messa's butt hurts…
Authoress's Notie:
Sup dudes? This chapter was about 4-3 pages longer then last one. I apopologize for making the chappies so short, I blame it on the fact that I'm not in school, being bored to death and with the only form of entertainment is writing the story.
So, anywho, I have no clue as to why I put Suzo locking herself in the bathroom, I guess you could consider it as a side story or some crap like that.
I wonder what people thought that her ex-husband did to Sakura, if you would, please tell me in your review, I'm just muy curious.
Now, I'm going to have my editor edit this chapter and then I'm going to do what ever so here's chapter 6 and 7's:
Answers to Reviewsies:
satetheweird: I'm happy that the story cheered you up from your bad day, I hope that you're feeling better now (I didn't think that it was that sad, maybe its b/c I'm kind of Sadistic or something ) I hope that you review again, and thank you for the review
demi-kaijuu: okay, thank you soooo much for blaming me if you fail. If you're going to blame me for that, then I'm going to blame you for the um… erm… the weather, its been raining too much, so I blame that on you! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH (I've got issues --U) Wow, you think that messa's story is well written? That makes me happy muchas gracias dude! And thank you for letting me know that I'm not the only one who loses their notebook it actually didn't have much, just a few pics that I drew that I was proud of and the original version for chapter 6 and 7 (before, the two chappies were one chp and they went to a winter festival instead) (I actually have no idea why I put that I lost messa's notebook, I guess I was ranting again or some crap like that --U) any who, thank's for the reviewsie and you're not a crappy reviewer.
momocolady: domo arigato for the review it makes me happy to hear from the same peoples
alex: kaixo dude, how's your summer break coming so far? Wow, you find the fact that I put in Carl hilarious? Muchas gracias for suggesting it to me and thank you for the review and if you see Mary Ann, tell her I said hi
azn-kitties: (for chapter 5) oh my, thank you for telling me that I made a mistake, when I do revisions (or if I do revisions, depending on how lazy I get to be or some crap like that) (for chapter 6) I get upset by it ever once in awhile, but I think I'm somewhat over it (yeah right) thank you for the reviews, they make me want to continue.
white-lilac: I figured out how to make everything stay the same, I was saving it as a Word document when I should have saved it as a html or htm or some crap like that. I'm glad that you like the story and I hope that you get over your writer's block. Byebye and thank you
Mei-fa-chan: thank you for the review
Okay that's it for the reviewsies, until whenever I put up the next chapter, Ja ne!
Okay, now go review something… or else, just kidding, I wouldn't hurt you for not reviewing, I'll just stalk you until you do… MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHHcough, coughHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAHAHAAHHAHAdies
