Look Into My Eyes
By: Kiso
Chapter Five: Where Is She!
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS. HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TYPE THAT!
Ok, I'm trying to make my chapters longer. Sorry for not updating for a while.
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"Geez, you're rich and you could only afford Motel 6." Eriol flopped down onto the bed.
"Shut up. I'm just trying to find Sakura."
"Moron."
"WHAT!"
"You are a MORON. Sakura could be anywhere!"
Syaoran's eyes widened. "Holy shit, you're right! This is America. Oh fuck, what do I DO!"
"First, calm down. And stop cursing, there are children in this room." Eriol looked around. "Yep, lots and lots of little kiddies."
Syaoran scowled and grabbed Eriol's neck. "I WILL SWEAR IF I WANT TO!"
"Can't...breathe."
Syaoran let Eriol go and he gasped for air. "The very foundation of living!"
"Stop being such a drama queen."
"Drama KING." A crown and cape appeared on Eriol somehow.
"Where did that come from?"
"No clue. But it's cool."
Syaoran mumbled something about a 'stupid fanfic writer' and sat down.
"You should call her dad." Eriol suggested.
"ERIOL! YOU ARE A OXYMORONIC (that word belongs to Dan, not me) GENIUS!"
"Thanks?"
"Do you know her dad's number?"
"No."
"ERIOL!" And so the choking begins.
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(the story is not over, we're just switching to Sakura!)
"AMY! SASHA! YOU GUYS ARE DEAD!" Sakura bellowed.
"Nope, I'm alive." Amy said, pinching herself. "Yep. Good ol' pain."
"YOU ARE GOING TO BE IN MORE PAIN THAN YOU EVER THOUGHT WAS POSSIBLE WHEN I GET THROUGH WITH YOU!" Sakura yelled. (wheee, tempermental, ain't she? Syaoran is perfect for her XD)
"Why so angry?" Sasha asked.
"You left me with Coleman!"
"Ohhhh, yeah. Well, Amy had to...PICK UP HER NIGHT LIGHT FROM THE OFFICE!" Sasha lied.
"I DO NOT SLEEP WITH--" Amy started to say, but Sasha stuffed a sandwich in her mouth. "MMPHH! MMMMHPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHH!" Was all that they could understand.
"So, how'd it go?"
"Horrible."
"WHAT!"
"He hit on me!"
"So!"
"SO I'VE KNOWN THIS GUY FOR NOT EVEN A DAY AND HE'S ALREADY TRYING TO GO OUT WITH ME (it's time like these where I love the Caps Lock)!" Sakura yelled at the top of her lungs.
"And?"
"AND! AAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" (sorry, I'll make her calm down, I just had to get that out of my system)
"Chill!"
Sakura inhaled and exhaled.
"Now count to 10."
"1 2 3 4 5 67 8 9 10."
"Now, the most important thing, SMILE (stupid counsler told me to do that)!"
Sakura didn't smile. She scowled.
"Close enough."
Amy took the sandwich out of her mouth and slapped it into Sasha's hands. "Here. Take it back."
Sasha looked at the sandwich in her hand with disgust. "No, I'm good. You can have it."
Sakura laughed. 'She soooo deserves that.'
Syaoran had let go of Eriol a while ago, and he was banging his head against the wall repeatedly.
"Tomoyo might know Sakura's number." Eriol piped up.
"Why. Didn't. You. Think. Of. That. AN HOUR AGO!"
"Brain block." Eriol grinned.
"JUST CALL TOMOYO DUMB-ASS!"
"H-hi T-o-moy--o." Eriol studdered.
"Hi Eriol!" Tomoyo answered.
"LET ME TALK TO HER!" Syaoran grabbed Eriol's cell phone.
"TOMOYO!" Syaoran bellowed into the phone.
"Yes, Syaoran?" Tomoyo answered cooly.
Syaoran calmed down. "Do you know Sakura's number?"
"Yeeeeeeeessssssss. WHY! YOU WANT TO TALK TO HER AND TELL HER HOW MUCH YOU LOVE HER,
DON'T YOU! KAWAII!" Tomoyo squealed.
Syaoran rubbed his ear. "YES. Now give me her number before I maul your boyfriend to death."
"Boyfriend?"
"ERIOL."
Tomoyo blushed on the other end. "He's n-not my-my boyfriend!"
"Uh-huh, sure. Just give me her number."
"Ok. It's 489-6674 (I just randomly pressed numbers)."
"Thank you Tomoyo. Eriol would like to speak to you now."
Tomoyo heard Eriol yell, "WHAT!" But he got on the phone anyway.
"Hi T-t-t-Tomyo."
"TOMYO! ERIOL HIIRAGIZAWA! YOU KNOW MY NAME IS TOMOYO!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Eriol pleaded. Tomoyo couldn't help but giggle.
"It's ok, Er-i-ol." Tomoyo said his name in a sing-song voice.
Eriol faked a girly voice and said, "ERIOL! BED TIME!" While holding the phone away from his mouth. Then he yelled-in his normal voice-"OK MOM! COMING!" Than he went back to Tomoyo. "Sorry, Tomoyo, I gotta go. My mom is calling me." And he hung up.
He heaved a huge sigh.
"Dude, you're a dimwit." Syaoran said.
Still short, but I had to end it there because I've been on the computer all day and I'm tired!
...KISO
