Cardcaptor Sakura
Author Notes:
YAy!! I'm back!
Firstly, to explain my verrrrry long hiatus, I've been pretty much sinking in my grades and I've been coped up with all the homework piling up even on the holidays. Even now I have to sneak away time when I'm suddenly inspired to do a retake on my old fic, Bad Blue-eyed Boy!
Btw, this fic takes the characteristic like that of AitGoL, probably because of the similar personality of ExT you see here. Demo, the story plot will be different in order to not bore any of you out.
Yes, the title is gotten from one of M2M song and I'm listening to it now. ) Cheers and enjoy the fic from my long hiatus status.
Rocking on,
Mysterio000
What You Do About Me
Hiiragizawa Ethan was the boss of 12 major hotels internationally, owner of 40 shopping centers all around the globe, holder of 145 supermarkets around the nations, head of 300 engineering companies, and the sole brain-header behind Japan Technological Fields. He, too, opened a high school that was named after his late mother: Mariott School.
He also had a son, and his name was Hiiragizawa Eriol.
This year, Eriol turned 18 and began attending Mariott School. His blue eyes and unique matching hair color was hereditary, and he was instantly hailed as the almighty and untouchable Prince of Mariott.
Not a single teacher had any complaints about the boy who aced his grades despite his constant truants in school. They couldn't complain anyway, when the principal of the school was always cowering in fright around the presence of Hiiragizawa Ethan. If anyone even laid a finger on his son, or did something to displease the boss of 12 Hiiragizawa Hotels, they would wish they were better off dead.
Thus when Eriol attended Mariott, he was regarded as God, and everyone tried their very best to stay away from him. Well, it wasn't like he was just untouchable by what many had deemed him to be. He was, in fact, a very very dangerous person to offend.
Like his father, Eriol had an air of coolness around him wherever he landed feet on. He was a natural prankster by heart, a notorious boy who turns up late for classes each and every single day consecutively, and someone who enjoys screwing up people's lives and scaring the wits out of them.
Like back in last month, when it was his 3rd month attending Mariott. A boy had accidentally crossed paths with him with his head bowed down and had collided into Eriol.
"I-I'm sorr-rrry!!!" He could barely utter the words out, stammering in fright as he bowed down his head and awaited the death sentence from Eriol.
The rule was simple if you wanted a good life in Mariott.
Just stay away from Eriol or he'll send your life into Hell.
Like the other time when a boy who thought highly upon himself had challenged Eriol into a fight, and the next day, he was expelled from school by the principal. Obviously Hiiragizawa Ethan had heard of the news, and decided that such a student should be unheard of in his high school Mariott.
"Of course, Mr. Hiiragizawa! Of course! I shall expel the boy right away!" The principal said with fear slamming in his heart, and rang up the number of the challenger and had his parents informed that he was expelled.
Thus, despite the untouchable aura of Eriol which had every boys repelling in his ways, girls was the fortunate half of the school whom they knew Eriol would not hurt.
After all, like Ethan, Eriol was a gentleman despite his notorious and mean ways, and would not do so much as to hurt a girl physically unless the girl did something really awful.
Because of this, girls became head over heels addicted to the gorgeous blue-eyed hunk of Mariott, and some from junior high paid over a thousand-dollar school fee to attend Mariott just to attend the same school as Hiiragizawa Eriol. Fan clubs formed in a matter of time, and now to exact calculation, there was a total of 12 fan clubs in Mariott, and 16 more outside school.
It was evident on the forum of Eriol's unofficial fan page that he was the undisputed most sought after hunk of the decade.
From then on, he was better known as the Bad Blue-eyed Boy.
Eriol was late again the following Monday just after the holidays ended and the school term began.
That was how he missed out on the hotspot topic that escaped from the lips of all boys and girls of Mariott School. In such a rich school with a school fee per month that could count over 300 bucks, girls were always the usual bunch to fire up gossips and rumors, and boys would always be in their locker rooms having wrestling matches.
Such was a school for the rich kids centered around Tomoeda, Japan.
Thus when school term reopened, words escaped from every girl's lips that they had seen a newcomer walking into school. Boys shared the story in their locker rooms, and said that the image of the newcomer had made them swoon in their feet with her presence.
Her name was Daidouji Tomoyo, an innocent and lovely-looking lass with flowing raven tresses and alluring amethyst eyes that sparkled whenever she spoke. Her cheeks were ivory splashed with shades of pink and her skin was flawless to the point of having every girl casting envious glances at her.
8:00 am, and class began for the day.
Mr. Tereda, form teacher of Classroom B, introduced Tomoyo to the class. The effect was immediate.
Several girls, personalities leaning towards the softer side, sighed in gloominess and looked away. Others more outspoken began to shoot daggers from their eyes aimed directly at the new student. Boys, of course, had trouble even thinking what they were thinking right at the instant.
"Well, class, I'd like to introduce a new transfer student, Daidouji Tomoyo, in joining our class from today onwards." Tereda cocked his head and cast a glance around the classroom when he jerked a thumb to the back of the classroom.
"Daidouji, you can take the seat beside Kinomoto Sakura."
Instantly, Sakura raised a hand, eager to make friends with the new student. Tomoyo gave a beam and was happy to be welcomed on her first day in a new school.
She walked down and took her place when Sakura held out a hand, her eyes shining brightly.
"Hi! I'm Kinomoto Sakura. Nice to meet you."
Tomoyo's voice was as cheerful as the brown-eyed girl. She took a liking to her immediately. "Daidouji Tomoyo. Nice to meet you, too."
Sakura gave a giggle. "I think we will make good friends."
Tomoyo smiled cheerfully. "I think so, too."
Lessons went smoothly when Sakura decided to get more acquainted with the new student.
She leant over and whispered, "Hey, Daidouji-san?"
"Nani?"
"I'll give you a little tip since we're good friends already." Sakura looked secretive.
"Tip?" Now Tomoyo was confused and slightly blurred.
"Well, if you want to live a fortunate life in Mariott, I would best advise you to keep away from B3."
"B3?" Now Tomoyo was lost on Sakura's words. "What is a B3?"
Sakura grinned. "Not what, but who. B3 - Bad Blue-eyed Boy. That's what the entire school titled him as. You've better be careful. He's not nice to mess with."
"Mariott School is exceptionally big. I don't think I will be that unlucky to cross path with him any of these days." Tomoyo gave a cheery smile.
"Nah, unfortunately he sits right behind you." Sakura gave the bomber on her words and true to prediction, Tomoyo turned around and glanced behind.
Nope, only an empty seat.
"He's always late for classes, but he comes eventually after break or so. His real name is Hiiragizawa Eriol. Well, I guess I don't need a proper introduction. You know him, don't you?" Sakura leant forward to avoid getting caught for whispering by the Math teacher.
Tomoyo's eyes widened, "You mean, the son of Hiiragizawa Ethan? Boss of 12 Hiiragizawa Hotels worldwide?"
Sakura grinned, glad her words had taken effect. "Bingo."
Tomoyo turned around once more at the empty seat before smiling confidently. "Then I guess I'll try not to bother him, and maybe he won't even know my name when we graduate from this school."
She was wrong.
Eriol was trying very hard not to rip his tee as he climbed over the school gate. Darn that thing anyway. Why did the school always have to lock the gate every time it was over 10am? It was not like there would be thieves climbing in to steal exam papers to ace their education.
After sleeping through 12 snoozes on his alarm clock, he had changed into ruffled clothes and went to school. It didn't matter that his hair was uncombed and with strands sticking out of its places here and there. He was still happy with his exact timing.
10am, when everyone was having his or her break. If he slipped in, he could simply merge with the crowd and pretend he was here at 8am all along.
"Hiiragizawa!"
He turned around and gave his best friend a lazy smile, "What's up, Syaoran?"
The tall and boyish-looking brown-haired boy who had his own legions of fans as well shrugged as he approached Eriol, "The skies and maybe an aeroplane. I guess you're pretty early, huh."
"Compared to the other time when I came at 12 pm, I think that is an improvement." Eriol gave the trademark smirk of his and both friends made their way to the cafeteria.
"Anything new?" The blue-eyed boy asked, oblivious to the hundred pair of eyes on him. It always happened wherever he walked.
"Nah, other than the pile of Ms. Kennedy's homework, the rest is as usual. How about a game of basketball after school?" Syaoran suggested.
Eriol couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Sure, ask Yamazaki along again."
Yamazaki was another close friend of theirs who had a very comical sense of humor. His antics in always telling a lie and making up stories were hilarious, and he had earned Eriol and Syaoran's friendship in reward for his funny personality. Yamazaki was one of the blessed ones in Mariott who need not cower in fright around the two boys.
"Oh yeah," Syaoran commented as the two sat down for a plate of rice puddings, "A new transfer student came to our class today."
"Oh." Eriol appeared disinterested. It didn't matter who came and who went today or tomorrow. Transfer students were none of his business.
"Well, it's a she." Syaoran grinned.
Eriol rolled his eyes, "And I thought you were totally head over heels in love with Kinomoto. I should have recorded it down and blackmail you. Then she would know you're not being faithful."
"Crap!" Syaoran punched Eriol's shoulder lightly. "No way! The newcomer's pretty but Sakura's still the best, okay?"
Eriol grinned. "Okay, fine. Whatever you say."
It all began when the clock struck 12pm.
Two more periods before lunch break. That meant one more hour with Mr. Granger of forcing history facts into you from as far back as 1943.
It almost killed Eriol.
With that, he went into a state of daydreaming, a usual routine of his before he fell asleep. He had not realized he was staring blankly into thin air when he blinked and Earth returned beneath his feet.
Before him sat Daidouji Tomoyo. He had caught her name from Syaoran after more conversations with him during break. He had to admit, despite his ultra reluctant ego, that she was quite pretty.
Not very pretty, though. Well, at least, not up to my standard. Therefore, that explained why, despite Eriol being considered the girl-magnet in Mariott, he still remained unattached.
Okay, maybe she was more pretty compared to other girls. Her hair was longer, silkier and of a more attractive and natural color than others, and even the ends of it took a slight curl to beautify it even more.
Even from where he sat, he noticed her flawless ivory skin as she hunched over her history textbook, diligently working away.
Actually, Eriol realized, I haven't really seen her face. Well, not yet. All he saw was her back.
Eriol realized, All he saw was her back."Okay, class!" Mr. Granger clapped his hands. "Now here's a surprise!"
The class groaned. The surprise was always the same.
"We'll now have a surprise test!"
"Wow," Eriol remarked sarcastically, "I'm astonished, Mr. Granger."
The class broke into laughter as Mr. Granger looked slightly embarrassed. Any teacher would if the son of Ethan was making taut remarks at you. He busied himself with giving out the papers.
"On Russia and its history. I did warn you about this earlier." Mr. Granger said.
"What if we fail?" Syaoran asked from the back.
Mr. Granger grinned easily. "Ah hah! My favorite question! Well, then I guess you'll have to spend the rest of your summer holidays with me, don't you?"
The class test began.
It was not an easy one and it was such a tough paper until one girl, who was a perfect A-grade student, began shedding tears in her seat. It amused everyone immensely, and it wasn't until Yamazaki made a funny remark that everyone broke into fits of laughter again.
The class was then silenced.
"Oh no," Tomoyo whispered as her pen began to ran out of ink, "This is not my day!"
Mr. Granger leant away from his seat, glancing down the rows, "You have something to voice out, Daidouji?"
Tomoyo gave a reassuring beam, "No, Mr. Granger, I'm fine." If I can manage to squeeze some ink out of this pen, maybe.
It didn't work, and 5 minutes later, Tomoyo's pen was better off as an invisible-ink pen. She decided to call in for help.
She cast a quick glance at Sakura. No hope. She was fast asleep, snoring softly. Tomoyo's lips twitched at the sight as she turned around to look at Syaoran. Nope, no way. He was asleep, too.
And that was the bad thing!!! Tomoyo knew how to attempt all the questions, but now, things were really bad.
Tomoyo glanced to her right. Yamazaki was fast asleep.
Oh no.
That leaves…
Tomoyo shrugged. She didn't know why everyone had made such a fuss of Eriol's title as Bad Blue-eyed Boy. He didn't look bad, well, not in her way. Maybe he was just mean or a natural prankster. But he certainly didn't look bad.
And well, asking him for a spare pen wouldn't be so bad, would it?
At least, she hoped so.
She turned around and to her quiet joy, Eriol was awake in his seat, actually attempting the History questions quite diligently.
Wow, I had no idea B3 was someone diligent. And I thought they called him the Bad Blue-eyed Boy?
His head snapped up, and his eyes shot daggers.
Okay, she took back her words. He looked mean and bad. He looked like how a wolf would look when it wanted to eat a sheep.
"Yes, Daidouji?" Wow, that sounded quite rude and impatient.
She gave a small smile, "Can you lend me a pen? Mine ran out of ink."
Silence arose as she hoped Mr. Granger would not notice she had turned around. She spotted a blue fountain pen on Eriol's desk and really hoped he would lend it to her. She had not offended him in any ways yet, so why did he hesitate so?
"Mr. Granger!" Eriol suddenly called out, his hand shooting up.
Mr. Granger cocked his head forward, "Yes, Eriol?"
Eriol gave a quick smirk hidden under his firm pursed lips, "Daidouji Tomoyo was cheating in the test!"
Tsuzuku
Yay, that officially kick starts my hiatus status is over!!!
That took a lot of time out of me. I gotta study to make up for everything right now! Continue to rock on and drop a review!
Rocking on,
mysterio000