Don't ask why I'm doing this. I just am.
Unless Tomoyo had told me so, I would've never known that Christmas was tomorrow. For some reason, whenever she would come up to me and chat about something that seemed casual, I knew that something wasn't right.
It must have to do with Sakura, someway, somehow.
I could see it in the glitter in her eyes, that evil smile, and the way she'd go off "ohoho"ing after we finish our chat. Her partner in crime, Eriol, would snicker the same way when a bright light reflects off his glasses. Call me paranoid, and paranoid I am.
When she told me about Christmas, I knew she thought that I was thinking about Sakura. It never crossed my mind. Ever. I'm not infatuated with Sakura. It's just a mere friendship. I, Syaoran Li, do NOT associate myself with any type of immature affair. However, I am a human being with a heart, and surprisingly enough I do give people gifts when Christmas comes. It's just a matter of remembering it or not.
These are not excuses. It's just a matter of winding around the truth.
I know exactly what I want to give Sakura. I was planning for a trip to the dollar store, for a doll. Just grab one and go. They all look the same anyway. Blond hair, huge eyes, huge chest…
It's the thought that counts, right?
Apparently Tomoyo didn't think so, and said I needed to give Sakura something more special. Well, I guess she's right. I mean, Dollarama has no specials and it's always the same price for the whole year. There are so many other stores that have specials during the Christmas season. I suggested a trip to Wal-Mart and she awarded me with a slap on the face.
Girls. I'll never understand them.
Eriol smirked beside Tomoyo when the event of slapping occurred. That son of a gun. He thinks he's so special, being rewarded with Clow's powers. That idiot doesn't even deserve it. He thinks he can laugh at me just because he THINKS can summon spirits. I bet he wouldn't even know how to summon a monkey if his life depended on it.
Nor a donkey.
Anyways, Tomoyo suggested something like beanie babies. What the hell are those anyways? That supposedly "helpful suggestion" left me in total confusion. Babies? Do girls have some strange infatuation with stuffed babies or something? What kind of sick species are females?
She suggested something like cardiopulmonary resuscitation or something. What the hell? It sounds as if Eriol's struggling to come up with the right chant for summoning a donkey or something. Of course I said no. What kind of idiot would actually follow Tomoyo's advice? Her mind's queer, and I don't get any of it. This advice must be queer with it too.
I decided to stick to buying a "normal" present from Wal-mart, but I just realized that my bank account was empty. I struggled to pinpoint the cause of this strange phenomenon…
Eriol, that idiot.
He robbed me of my money and said he'd pay it back by New Years.
Awesome.
Is there such thing as a belated Christmas present? It's the thought that counts, right? The message still comes through… Earlier. Later. Same thing.
I had a feeling Tomoyo'd slap me if I did, so I decided to stick to plan B.
Cardiopul…whatever.
An hour after that, Sakura walked into the classroom. Heads turned. Correction. My head turned. I struggled to think and searched desperately for a way to give her a present as soon as possible. Something about her- I mean, Tomoyo, just made me feel as if I wouldn't live to see tomorrow if I didn't do something now.
I gave her that cardiopulmonary resuscitation thing.
Oh.
And only when I realized that it was too late the thought came to me that I was doing something completely absurd.
CPR.