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CardCSfan: Wow...thanks so much...I am not really good at grammar or anything like that...as you can tell already. No matter how many times I look over my chapters...it still looks fine to me...but then again what do I know? Thanks so much...
On some of your questions...I just now realized that doesn't do the little asterisk thingie...so on some of the actions (gulp, sweatdrop, you know some like that) it looks like the part of the sentence...sorry. Ummm...Eriol's mother (though, I have never seen her before) is alive in this fic...that is if he ever had one...that one I do not know. Eriol's mom works for the government...through child-related affairs. My mom used to do this so I know what it is. Ummm...antidotal is a word...having to do with 'antidote' basically. Ummm...the fact behind 'birthday ball'...it's a huge party...but it's extremely formal...so it's more of a ball than a party...and since Eriol's mum is so respected...there are no balloons or party games like in a regular birthday party. I don't see what's wrong with point #5. Ummm...when I said 'opened phone' that meant the phone was still open...meaning that she basically was mad at the person who was talking rather than the phone...if it was a 'closed phone' then the phone would be to blame...on point #9. 'Though' looked like a part of the sentence with the first part. It wasn't. It was a typo. #15 was also a typo. It was supposed to be wouldn't. When I broke my leg...my leg would fall asleep but my toes wouldn't so I had to wiggle them so my leg would wake up. Uhhh...what does IMHO mean? I'm so lost on that. Microsoft Word isn't the best writing software known to man...so I sometimes write something...like in the last point and it'll say it's right, but when I look over it and change it, it says it's a grammatical error.
Sakura-star69: Thanks for reviewing! It means a lot to me. I love receiving feedback and suggestions on my works...and no, you didn't seem rude at all! In fact, you seemed very nice...you see, there are certain types of reviewers: nice ones and flamers...ie: flamers are the rude ones . Keep that in mind! Thanks again!
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Author's Note: Hehehe...ummm Yelan's a little bitchy in this chapter...(it was kinda weird to imagine her bitchy because she's so serious...w00t)
Ummm...I got a question to my reviewers... Would it benefit you if I put the review posts (my answers to your reviews) at the bottom or keep them where they are...? If it's a problem then tell me!
Sorry this chappie took so long to get out...there was a huge storm and it wrecked the power lines in like 9 counties of Tennessee...I happened to be in one of them...it was out for 2 days at my house...eep those were the worst 2 days of my life...gah...
You Brought Me Back
By: Witch Hunter Sakura
Chapter 6: The Call...
We arrived at the Beijing Airport after an hour plane ride from Tokyo. There were loads of people running around in servant's outfits attending to the rich people dressed in the fancy dresses. This party was going to be big...I could tell.
"Guys, my mother is over there. Hey, Syaoran, isn't that your mother standing next to her?" Eriol pulled us through the crowd and up to his mother. "Mother," he bowed, "this is Tomoyo, my girlfriend, and her cousin, Sakura. You already know Syaoran."
The woman touched her son's face and looked over his party. She was a tall woman and I could see where Eriol got his tall gene. She had long navy hair that reached just below her buttocks and the most gorgeous dark brown eyes. She held herself like a queen with her head held high and her back straight. There was no flaw on her. She wore a dark blue corset gown.
"Syaoran, I though you left home for work," his mother said shortly.
"I did, mother." He bowed in respect as Eriol did before.
Syaoran's mother wasn't as pretty as Eriol's. She didn't leave her black hair down like Eriol's mother had; instead it was up in a high ponytail with a large headpiece on the base of the pony. Her face was plastered white with foundation makeup, her brown eyes were dark from the mascara and eyeliner, and her dark red lips were pursed in a thin frowning line. She was a skinny woman and very tall. She wore a simple Chinese dress that reached to the floor and hugged every curve on her body.
"So you're just leaving you client to suffer while you have fun? How ungrate—"
"Mother, Sakura is my client," he said angrily. Syaoran and his mother didn't seem too happy to see each other.
"Oh...well, she is a little scrawny." The woman stared at me for a long time before she turned back to Tomoyo. "At least she isn't a harlot." She...just...said...that...I...was a harlot?! She doesn't even know me! How could she--! My body seemed to fire up and all of a sudden get weak. I felt someone's large hand reach its way to my shoulder, grasping it so I wouldn't fall.
"Mother...that is enough. This young woman has been through enough. She doesn't need you adding to it." Syaoran's mother turned quickly.
"Marie," Syaoran's mother said, "we need to be leaving." And she left.
"Sorry, Syaoran. Yelan's been...stressing. Ever since you left, she's been haywire. Everything's just gone wrong with her. Your fiancé's mother's been pressing your marriage, and she wants it soon." I felt the person's hand shudder for a moment. "Well... let's get going."
- -
The ride to the mansion was somewhat uneventful. Mrs. Hiragizawa had three stretched limos waiting for us outside the airport. She climbed into one with Yelan and motioned for us to get into the second one.
Tomoyo asked Syaoran about his fiancé right when the car began to move. "She's a pain. And I don't want to marry her. She clings to me all the time and she's so annoying. I can't believe Mother's actually trying to get us together. I am so glad I left."
"What does she look like?"
"Even I don't want to remember," he answered shortly. "You'll meet her when we arrive."
Tomoyo sat back into the seat, laying on Eriol's chest, while I was staring out the window. I couldn't get what that woman said to me. A harlot? Come on...I haven't even had sex yet. I don't even think I've worn a negligee. She had no right to say that...so what? I'm a little skinny...it's not a bad thing.
"Sakura? Are you all right?" I turned towards Tomoyo and looked at her through my tear brimmed eyes. "Oh Sakura." She reached over and grabbed my hand, patting it gently.
"Don't take what she says to heart, Sakura," I heard Syaoran say. "I don't even know you that much, but I do know that what she said wasn't true." Ahhh... I pounced on him, hugging him and crying into his chest. I felt his hand rub my back before I looked up and met his warm amber eyes.
- -
"That little—"
"Yelan! She is not doing anything wrong." Yelan stared at her son and scowled. How was the marriage to work if he was in love with another?
"He's engaged! He's not supposed to allow another woman to hang all over him!"
"You're looking too much into this. You just insulted the boy's client. He's supposed to keep close eye on her and he really doesn't want anything to happen to her. She doesn't look harmful. Just sit back and don't worry. He knows his boundaries and he's a good boy."
"Fine...and you're right he is a good boy." She gave her a small smile and turned back to the screen. Eriol and Tomoyo were helping Sakura dry her tears and Syaoran with his semi-wet shirt. Yelan looked out the window sadly, thinking 'I probably shouldn't have said that.'
- -
The mansion was huge!
That was the first thought that went through my mind.
A long line of maids and butlers plus two others were standing in front of the spacious garden that lined the front walls.
As soon as we stepped from the limos, a large "Welcome back" greeted us. Marie greeted them with a heartwarming smile while Yelan, who stepped gracefully out behind her, gave a short nod.
What I guessed to be Eriol's father ran up to Marie and enveloped her in a passionate kiss while she giggled under his lips. The young woman that was beside him ran up to Syaoran and latched onto his arm. The five of us—Eriol, Tomoyo, Syaoran, his arm-ornament, and I—followed close behind Marie and Yelan, before entering the mansion. Marie and Yelan walked towards the study while Eriol directed us to our rooms.
(AN: ummm...probably some of you are wondering 'arm-ornament' on how I referred to Syao's fiancée. Well...it's actually a term my friends and I use when talking to a person when they have someone else (ie: their boy/girlfriend) holding their hand/ hugging their waist/etc. Hope that cleared it)
- -
"This is yours, Tomoyo. If you need any help, my room is next to yours," Eriol said. Tomoyo smiled to him and walked into the lavender room. "Sakura, Syaoran, your rooms are down more."
We followed him past several doors and came to a more simplistic part of the house. It was made to look like past architecture of a dojo or shrine. The floor stepped down and continued with its antique wood flooring until it came to a large sliding door.
"There were no rooms left near where me and Tomoyo were staying, so I had to bring you to the older part of the house. There is a spring the joins your rooms and is used as the bath since my mother has yet to install one. You'll find most of your clothes already in the closets. Ummm...and I believe that's it." He smiled. "I'm going to see if Tomoyo needs help." He ran away, leaving Syaoran and I standing in front of the door.
- -
"Shall we go in?" Syaoran asked, looking at me. I smiled to him and nodded, reaching for the groove in the door and opening it with minor difficulty.
The room inside was huge! It looked like one big room with a huge mound of rocks on each side of the small, clear pond. There was a thin mattress on each side of the room. Our beds, I thought. There was one hole in the ground capable of holding a fire. This room actually looked like a home in the feudal era.
We walked around with gaping eyes, looking into the chests and various closets that lined the walls. Eriol was right. Most of our clothes were already put into the closets and also with more added. I giggled. This was so cool!
I heard Syaoran's footsteps getting louder. I closed the closet door and turned around to see him walking over to me.
"Hey, you hungry?" I nodded. We walked down the main hall and ended up...somehow...in the kitchens. We had been walking so long, we thought ourselves lost for a minute or two.
"Hey!" Eriol said, walking in with Tomoyo right behind him. "You guys finally made it out of the room. Anything I should know?" He chuckled, Tomoyo slightly giggling herself.
"Ha ha, funny." Syaoran turned towards one of the cabinets.
"You don't need to do that. Food's already has been made." Eriol smiled as Syaoran turned and glared at him. "Oh, come on, cute little cousin, be nice." Syaoran glared his best death glare.
"Eriol, just because you're my cousin doesn't mean I have to be nice to you. And, don't call me that," Syaoran scowled, adding under his breath, "and, damn. I almost got rid of that stupid saying for good...I blame you Eriol."
"But it was so much fun when we were kids."
"We're not kids anymore, Eriol, or are you hiding something?" Syaoran taunted. Eriol blushed pink and scampered out of the kitchen.
You see, when Syaoran and Eriol were thirteen, they, after many attempts, finally made the high-school soccer team. They were so excited! But then came the locker rooms. After every practice, the boys would strip down nude and take a shower...in the one large shower room. Since Syaoran and Eriol have never even thought about taking showers with other boys, they didn't take showers. But one word scared them...and the coach enforced it. Mandatory. They had to take showers.
So, sighing in defeat, Syaoran and Eriol stripped nude and entered the showers blushing madly in embarrassment. Then all of a sudden...
"Holy crap!! It's small! Smaller than a little kid's!" It was evident whom they were talking to. Eriol ran out of the shower with Syaoran right behind him, dressed quickly, and exited the lockers before Syaoran could stop him.
Though, Eriol has grown up, Syaoran uses this little incident as blackmail...that is, whenever he needed it. Eriol was never really mad at him when he brought it up...it was just embarrassment!
- -
Syaoran smirked as Tomoyo went out to check on Eriol. I, however, went to Syaoran and playfully slapped him. Even though they were cousins, he shouldn't embarrass him with something like that! But, it was kinda amusing, you have to admit.
"Hey...that wasn't very nice..." he fake-pouted. I smiled then stuck my tongue out playfully. I walked slowly out the door and into the dining area, where Eriol's mother and father, Yelan, Syaoran's fiancée, Tomoyo, and Eriol were sitting at the longest table I had ever seen. Eriol glared at Syaoran and 'hymph'ed when he sat down next to him. I gave a small smile to Eriol and sat down next to Tomoyo, who was telling Marie about some of her fashions.
"Yes, that's right. Sakura and I have been friends ever since we were born. We were neighbors also. When I was about seven, I started my fashion work and making clothes, but they were mostly for Sakura. Actually, except for a couple, all the outfits were Sakura's." She giggled. "I still make Sakura clothes even today, but not so many since I own a business."
"That's wonderful and I'm glad that you have found something that interests you...just like our Eriol." Eriol blushed at the comment. "He's been the most perfect child ever since he was born. He always got straight A's, and he was also a serious sport player. Oh, we are so proud of him..."
- -
Dinner wasn't that eventful. All Syaoran and I did was pick at our food, and what really stunk, we really didn't even eat it.
We were sitting in the study. Syaoran was reading a large hardbound book and I was looking for something to pass over the time until bed. Tomoyo and Eriol had gone with Marie somewhere, so I was just standing, looking at books in the dead silence of Syaoran's presence. This was so boring...
Ring ring.
What's that? Syaoran looked up from his book and stared at me questioningly. He got up and walked towards the door, thinking the ringing object was in another room.
Ring ring.
It was coming from behind me. I turned around and noticed a large old- fashioned phone, and the receiver was shaking madly with every ring.
Ring ring.
I walked over to it, staring at it questioningly. Who would be calling this late?
Ring ring.
I picked up the receiver and placed it near my ear. Then, I heard the deep voice say something on the other end; only it wasn't what I wanted to hear since the voice I new all too well.
"Hello Sakura."
- -
I wonder if that would be a cliffhanger...hmmmmm...I'll say it is. This is an extremely long chapter...I think. It's 8 pages! .
Well...hmmmmm...
I might not be able to update until the 8th or the 9th of August. Why, you ask? I'm moving to California and my mom wants to pack up my computer...poo on her I know. I don't want her to but it's not my place to object...darn.
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CardCSfan: Wow...thanks so much...I am not really good at grammar or anything like that...as you can tell already. No matter how many times I look over my chapters...it still looks fine to me...but then again what do I know? Thanks so much...
On some of your questions...I just now realized that doesn't do the little asterisk thingie...so on some of the actions (gulp, sweatdrop, you know some like that) it looks like the part of the sentence...sorry. Ummm...Eriol's mother (though, I have never seen her before) is alive in this fic...that is if he ever had one...that one I do not know. Eriol's mom works for the government...through child-related affairs. My mom used to do this so I know what it is. Ummm...antidotal is a word...having to do with 'antidote' basically. Ummm...the fact behind 'birthday ball'...it's a huge party...but it's extremely formal...so it's more of a ball than a party...and since Eriol's mum is so respected...there are no balloons or party games like in a regular birthday party. I don't see what's wrong with point #5. Ummm...when I said 'opened phone' that meant the phone was still open...meaning that she basically was mad at the person who was talking rather than the phone...if it was a 'closed phone' then the phone would be to blame...on point #9. 'Though' looked like a part of the sentence with the first part. It wasn't. It was a typo. #15 was also a typo. It was supposed to be wouldn't. When I broke my leg...my leg would fall asleep but my toes wouldn't so I had to wiggle them so my leg would wake up. Uhhh...what does IMHO mean? I'm so lost on that. Microsoft Word isn't the best writing software known to man...so I sometimes write something...like in the last point and it'll say it's right, but when I look over it and change it, it says it's a grammatical error.
Sakura-star69: Thanks for reviewing! It means a lot to me. I love receiving feedback and suggestions on my works...and no, you didn't seem rude at all! In fact, you seemed very nice...you see, there are certain types of reviewers: nice ones and flamers...ie: flamers are the rude ones . Keep that in mind! Thanks again!
Cherryblossom0101: Here's the next chappie.
Anonymous: some of your points will be answered this chapter. Here's the next chappie.
Nightglider: Hehehe...here's the next chappie!
Momocolady: Thanks! Here's the next chappie!
Author's Note: Hehehe...ummm Yelan's a little bitchy in this chapter...(it was kinda weird to imagine her bitchy because she's so serious...w00t)
Ummm...I got a question to my reviewers... Would it benefit you if I put the review posts (my answers to your reviews) at the bottom or keep them where they are...? If it's a problem then tell me!
Sorry this chappie took so long to get out...there was a huge storm and it wrecked the power lines in like 9 counties of Tennessee...I happened to be in one of them...it was out for 2 days at my house...eep those were the worst 2 days of my life...gah...
You Brought Me Back
By: Witch Hunter Sakura
Chapter 6: The Call...
We arrived at the Beijing Airport after an hour plane ride from Tokyo. There were loads of people running around in servant's outfits attending to the rich people dressed in the fancy dresses. This party was going to be big...I could tell.
"Guys, my mother is over there. Hey, Syaoran, isn't that your mother standing next to her?" Eriol pulled us through the crowd and up to his mother. "Mother," he bowed, "this is Tomoyo, my girlfriend, and her cousin, Sakura. You already know Syaoran."
The woman touched her son's face and looked over his party. She was a tall woman and I could see where Eriol got his tall gene. She had long navy hair that reached just below her buttocks and the most gorgeous dark brown eyes. She held herself like a queen with her head held high and her back straight. There was no flaw on her. She wore a dark blue corset gown.
"Syaoran, I though you left home for work," his mother said shortly.
"I did, mother." He bowed in respect as Eriol did before.
Syaoran's mother wasn't as pretty as Eriol's. She didn't leave her black hair down like Eriol's mother had; instead it was up in a high ponytail with a large headpiece on the base of the pony. Her face was plastered white with foundation makeup, her brown eyes were dark from the mascara and eyeliner, and her dark red lips were pursed in a thin frowning line. She was a skinny woman and very tall. She wore a simple Chinese dress that reached to the floor and hugged every curve on her body.
"So you're just leaving you client to suffer while you have fun? How ungrate—"
"Mother, Sakura is my client," he said angrily. Syaoran and his mother didn't seem too happy to see each other.
"Oh...well, she is a little scrawny." The woman stared at me for a long time before she turned back to Tomoyo. "At least she isn't a harlot." She...just...said...that...I...was a harlot?! She doesn't even know me! How could she--! My body seemed to fire up and all of a sudden get weak. I felt someone's large hand reach its way to my shoulder, grasping it so I wouldn't fall.
"Mother...that is enough. This young woman has been through enough. She doesn't need you adding to it." Syaoran's mother turned quickly.
"Marie," Syaoran's mother said, "we need to be leaving." And she left.
"Sorry, Syaoran. Yelan's been...stressing. Ever since you left, she's been haywire. Everything's just gone wrong with her. Your fiancé's mother's been pressing your marriage, and she wants it soon." I felt the person's hand shudder for a moment. "Well... let's get going."
- -
The ride to the mansion was somewhat uneventful. Mrs. Hiragizawa had three stretched limos waiting for us outside the airport. She climbed into one with Yelan and motioned for us to get into the second one.
Tomoyo asked Syaoran about his fiancé right when the car began to move. "She's a pain. And I don't want to marry her. She clings to me all the time and she's so annoying. I can't believe Mother's actually trying to get us together. I am so glad I left."
"What does she look like?"
"Even I don't want to remember," he answered shortly. "You'll meet her when we arrive."
Tomoyo sat back into the seat, laying on Eriol's chest, while I was staring out the window. I couldn't get what that woman said to me. A harlot? Come on...I haven't even had sex yet. I don't even think I've worn a negligee. She had no right to say that...so what? I'm a little skinny...it's not a bad thing.
"Sakura? Are you all right?" I turned towards Tomoyo and looked at her through my tear brimmed eyes. "Oh Sakura." She reached over and grabbed my hand, patting it gently.
"Don't take what she says to heart, Sakura," I heard Syaoran say. "I don't even know you that much, but I do know that what she said wasn't true." Ahhh... I pounced on him, hugging him and crying into his chest. I felt his hand rub my back before I looked up and met his warm amber eyes.
- -
"That little—"
"Yelan! She is not doing anything wrong." Yelan stared at her son and scowled. How was the marriage to work if he was in love with another?
"He's engaged! He's not supposed to allow another woman to hang all over him!"
"You're looking too much into this. You just insulted the boy's client. He's supposed to keep close eye on her and he really doesn't want anything to happen to her. She doesn't look harmful. Just sit back and don't worry. He knows his boundaries and he's a good boy."
"Fine...and you're right he is a good boy." She gave her a small smile and turned back to the screen. Eriol and Tomoyo were helping Sakura dry her tears and Syaoran with his semi-wet shirt. Yelan looked out the window sadly, thinking 'I probably shouldn't have said that.'
- -
The mansion was huge!
That was the first thought that went through my mind.
A long line of maids and butlers plus two others were standing in front of the spacious garden that lined the front walls.
As soon as we stepped from the limos, a large "Welcome back" greeted us. Marie greeted them with a heartwarming smile while Yelan, who stepped gracefully out behind her, gave a short nod.
What I guessed to be Eriol's father ran up to Marie and enveloped her in a passionate kiss while she giggled under his lips. The young woman that was beside him ran up to Syaoran and latched onto his arm. The five of us—Eriol, Tomoyo, Syaoran, his arm-ornament, and I—followed close behind Marie and Yelan, before entering the mansion. Marie and Yelan walked towards the study while Eriol directed us to our rooms.
(AN: ummm...probably some of you are wondering 'arm-ornament' on how I referred to Syao's fiancée. Well...it's actually a term my friends and I use when talking to a person when they have someone else (ie: their boy/girlfriend) holding their hand/ hugging their waist/etc. Hope that cleared it)
- -
"This is yours, Tomoyo. If you need any help, my room is next to yours," Eriol said. Tomoyo smiled to him and walked into the lavender room. "Sakura, Syaoran, your rooms are down more."
We followed him past several doors and came to a more simplistic part of the house. It was made to look like past architecture of a dojo or shrine. The floor stepped down and continued with its antique wood flooring until it came to a large sliding door.
"There were no rooms left near where me and Tomoyo were staying, so I had to bring you to the older part of the house. There is a spring the joins your rooms and is used as the bath since my mother has yet to install one. You'll find most of your clothes already in the closets. Ummm...and I believe that's it." He smiled. "I'm going to see if Tomoyo needs help." He ran away, leaving Syaoran and I standing in front of the door.
- -
"Shall we go in?" Syaoran asked, looking at me. I smiled to him and nodded, reaching for the groove in the door and opening it with minor difficulty.
The room inside was huge! It looked like one big room with a huge mound of rocks on each side of the small, clear pond. There was a thin mattress on each side of the room. Our beds, I thought. There was one hole in the ground capable of holding a fire. This room actually looked like a home in the feudal era.
We walked around with gaping eyes, looking into the chests and various closets that lined the walls. Eriol was right. Most of our clothes were already put into the closets and also with more added. I giggled. This was so cool!
I heard Syaoran's footsteps getting louder. I closed the closet door and turned around to see him walking over to me.
"Hey, you hungry?" I nodded. We walked down the main hall and ended up...somehow...in the kitchens. We had been walking so long, we thought ourselves lost for a minute or two.
"Hey!" Eriol said, walking in with Tomoyo right behind him. "You guys finally made it out of the room. Anything I should know?" He chuckled, Tomoyo slightly giggling herself.
"Ha ha, funny." Syaoran turned towards one of the cabinets.
"You don't need to do that. Food's already has been made." Eriol smiled as Syaoran turned and glared at him. "Oh, come on, cute little cousin, be nice." Syaoran glared his best death glare.
"Eriol, just because you're my cousin doesn't mean I have to be nice to you. And, don't call me that," Syaoran scowled, adding under his breath, "and, damn. I almost got rid of that stupid saying for good...I blame you Eriol."
"But it was so much fun when we were kids."
"We're not kids anymore, Eriol, or are you hiding something?" Syaoran taunted. Eriol blushed pink and scampered out of the kitchen.
You see, when Syaoran and Eriol were thirteen, they, after many attempts, finally made the high-school soccer team. They were so excited! But then came the locker rooms. After every practice, the boys would strip down nude and take a shower...in the one large shower room. Since Syaoran and Eriol have never even thought about taking showers with other boys, they didn't take showers. But one word scared them...and the coach enforced it. Mandatory. They had to take showers.
So, sighing in defeat, Syaoran and Eriol stripped nude and entered the showers blushing madly in embarrassment. Then all of a sudden...
"Holy crap!! It's small! Smaller than a little kid's!" It was evident whom they were talking to. Eriol ran out of the shower with Syaoran right behind him, dressed quickly, and exited the lockers before Syaoran could stop him.
Though, Eriol has grown up, Syaoran uses this little incident as blackmail...that is, whenever he needed it. Eriol was never really mad at him when he brought it up...it was just embarrassment!
- -
Syaoran smirked as Tomoyo went out to check on Eriol. I, however, went to Syaoran and playfully slapped him. Even though they were cousins, he shouldn't embarrass him with something like that! But, it was kinda amusing, you have to admit.
"Hey...that wasn't very nice..." he fake-pouted. I smiled then stuck my tongue out playfully. I walked slowly out the door and into the dining area, where Eriol's mother and father, Yelan, Syaoran's fiancée, Tomoyo, and Eriol were sitting at the longest table I had ever seen. Eriol glared at Syaoran and 'hymph'ed when he sat down next to him. I gave a small smile to Eriol and sat down next to Tomoyo, who was telling Marie about some of her fashions.
"Yes, that's right. Sakura and I have been friends ever since we were born. We were neighbors also. When I was about seven, I started my fashion work and making clothes, but they were mostly for Sakura. Actually, except for a couple, all the outfits were Sakura's." She giggled. "I still make Sakura clothes even today, but not so many since I own a business."
"That's wonderful and I'm glad that you have found something that interests you...just like our Eriol." Eriol blushed at the comment. "He's been the most perfect child ever since he was born. He always got straight A's, and he was also a serious sport player. Oh, we are so proud of him..."
- -
Dinner wasn't that eventful. All Syaoran and I did was pick at our food, and what really stunk, we really didn't even eat it.
We were sitting in the study. Syaoran was reading a large hardbound book and I was looking for something to pass over the time until bed. Tomoyo and Eriol had gone with Marie somewhere, so I was just standing, looking at books in the dead silence of Syaoran's presence. This was so boring...
Ring ring.
What's that? Syaoran looked up from his book and stared at me questioningly. He got up and walked towards the door, thinking the ringing object was in another room.
Ring ring.
It was coming from behind me. I turned around and noticed a large old- fashioned phone, and the receiver was shaking madly with every ring.
Ring ring.
I walked over to it, staring at it questioningly. Who would be calling this late?
Ring ring.
I picked up the receiver and placed it near my ear. Then, I heard the deep voice say something on the other end; only it wasn't what I wanted to hear since the voice I new all too well.
"Hello Sakura."
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I wonder if that would be a cliffhanger...hmmmmm...I'll say it is. This is an extremely long chapter...I think. It's 8 pages! .
Well...hmmmmm...
I might not be able to update until the 8th or the 9th of August. Why, you ask? I'm moving to California and my mom wants to pack up my computer...poo on her I know. I don't want her to but it's not my place to object...darn.
BUT! I'll be more than happy to give an EXTRA LONG chapter if I get over 10 reviews for this chapter, and I'll put in an extra scene plus the long chapter if I get over 15. hehehe
But it doesn't matter really! It's all up to you guys if you review or not! So if you want the long chapter/extra scene...REVIEW!
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Sakkie!