AN: Sigh.. So, here I am again, typing up another chapter. I am supposed
to be doing CHINESE/piano homework!!! *sigh* Ah oh well. I still have a
bunch of stuff to do. It's probably gonna take me a long time to type this
up, considering that I have to make this up, as well as type.
As a reminder (again), I'd like to tell all you to not get mad at me for not really updating. I'm serious- except for weekends, I sleep an average of 5 hours a day. Does that sound like a lot to you? Probably not. So obviously, I won't have enough time and energy to update that often. But I will try, really I will.
DISCLAIMER: If I owned CCS, I would... I would... I have no idea.
".."=talking ..=thinking ^*^*^*^*=change of setting [AN.]=Author's Notes
Friend or Foe, by KawaiiSakuraAngel... Chapter Nineteen:
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Hiiragizawa Kingdom ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Eriol knew that something wasn't right. Something was out there. It wasn't anything he'd met before, but the feeling was familiar all the same. Perhaps the feeling came from Clow Reed's history. The boy pondered and thought, but nothing came to mind. Finally, he gave up and sighed.
Ruby Moon and Spinel exchanged hopeless looks. Well, hopeless, for they knew it was no use to ask Eriol for an explanation. Knowing so, the two guardians sighed as well.
Meanwhile, Sakura and Tomoyo were sitting in their room. As always, they took Tomoyo's suggestion of talking.
"...And the army just retreated all of a sudden. Did you see that?" Tomoyo exclaimed happily and excitedly for the ninth time.
Sakura, half asleep, muttered, "Yeah, Tomoyo, I did," for the ninth time as well. Despite the fact that Tomoyo was her best friend, the girl can be a bit too enthusiastic sometimes. A sudden knock on the door woke Sakura's senses. "Who's there?" she asked cautiously.
"Me," a voice grumbled outside.
Tomoyo's talk ended abruptly, and the curious look on her face was gone quicker than lightning. "Uh... can you hold on for a moment?" she called. Without waiting for an answer, she pushed Sakura over to the other side of the room, and miraculously fit her in a splendid gown in a matter of seconds, not to mention also doing Sakura's hair.
"Alright!" she called.
Syaoran walked into the room, knowing that Tomoyo was up to something. Before stepping in, he never would have guessed-
Sakura was standing behind Tomoyo (trying to hide herself). She was wearing a [AN: what else?] pink and white gown that skimmed the floor in a plain, yet elegant way. Her hair was tied up (or twisted, whatever) at the back of her head.
Syaoran was at a lost of words, but the smirk on Tomoyo's face freed from his trance. He fixed a glare on her, but it had no use, as usual. Tomoyo's smirk grew bigger. Syaoran would have stormed out of the room at that moment if it weren't for the fact that Sakura was standing there.
Tomoyo's face suddenly turned bright red. "Excuse me," she managed to breathe out, then ran out onto the balcony. Sakura still stood quietly, head lowered, so that she wouldn't have to see Syaoran.
Syaoran, with his 'trained' hearing, managed to catch some sound waves that sounded distinctly like muffled laughter. He fought to keep from imagining himself going outside and pushing Tomoyo off the balcony. Still, Sakura and Syaoran stood uncomfortably in silence. Finally, Syaoran sat down on a chair right next to him.
Almost like taking a cue, Sakura sat down as well. Syaoran's mind grumbled something about not being able to see Sakura's face.
'No, that's not right,' Syaoran argued against that voice at the back of his head.
Th taunting voice didn't give up, though. 'Why not? One would think that you know your own feelings...'
Syaoran's clenched his fists mentally. 'Of course I do! And I DON'T believe that I recall having feelings for her.'
Syaoran continued bickering with himself for what he would call a considerably long time. [AN: Well, it doesn't take that long to argue with yourself. It just seems long.]
Tomoyo came in at this time. "Well, well," she said, an eyebrow raised at the 'cute couple'. She snickered loud enough for Syaoran to hear on purpose. Syaoran rolled his eyes. "Syaoran!" she exclaimed lightly, as if having an epiphany, "what were you doing here again?"
Syaoran fumbled, trying to find a reasonable answer. "Uh.."
Tomoyo continued to gaze at him the same way. "To visit Sakura, right?"
Sakura looked up for the first time, hearing her name mentioned. Syaoran's jaw suddenly felt VERY heavy. The gown Tomoyo made caused Sakura's already- gorgeous eyes stand out even more beautifully. "Well, if it's for me, I guess you needn't come, then. I wouldn't like to take up so much of your time."
Syaoran and Tomoyo both sweatdropped. They knew that Sakura wasn't trying to make Syaoran go away. She was just being herself.
Sakura, still too dense to figure it out, continued, "I mean, my health is fine, and I haven't been sick in a long time-"
As Tomoyo slapped her forehead, Syaoran stammered, "U-uh I-I think I'll, uh, go now." With that, he ran out of the room.
Sakura blinked. "Why-" But Tomoyo wasn't there anymore. Scratching her head in confusion, she sighed.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ In the Hallway ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Tomoyo caught up to Syaoran. "That went well."
Syaoran cast her a sideways glance, then walked on as if she didn't exist. He would have started grumbling to himself about Sakura's actions, but 1) it wasn't his fault that he liked her for everything she was 2) Tomoyo was there. Still, Tomoyo didn't mind, and tried to keep up with his pace.
She tried again. "I mean, you know how Sakura can be dense sometimes."
Syaoran stopped abruptly, making Tomoyo almost bump into him. "What are you talking about?" he asked.
Tomoyo smiled at the back of Syaoran's head. "You know what I mean. I was right about you going to visit her, wasn't I?"
Syaoran pretended to not know what she was talking about. "I-I don't- I mean- I-"
Tomoyo smirked. "Uh-huh. Of course you don't. Don't what?" She was pleased that Syaoran couldn't find a reply. "Admit it. You like her."
"No I don't. Who said I did? Why would I like her?" Syaoran was blushing, but he acted like nothing happened.
Tomoyo stepped in front of him. "You're blushing," she teased. Syaoran rolled his eyes and walked away.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Eriol's Study ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Syaoran walked past Eriol's study and heard some mumbling going on. "Come IN," Eriol's voice shot through his head.
Syaoran grumbled. That Hiiragizawa, he thought. why does he know everything? He pushed open the door, and walked in.
Eriol was ready with an answer. "BECAUSE, I am in charge of this place, and you aren't." Syaoran grumbled some more. "But I have more important matters to discuss...
HAHAHAHAHAHA. Shortest chapter ever!!! Oh well.. I'm too busy to do any better. Hmm.. perhaps I should put some action into my next chapter?
People, I'm really sorry about not updating, but please don't get mad..
~*KawaiiSakuraAngel*~
As a reminder (again), I'd like to tell all you to not get mad at me for not really updating. I'm serious- except for weekends, I sleep an average of 5 hours a day. Does that sound like a lot to you? Probably not. So obviously, I won't have enough time and energy to update that often. But I will try, really I will.
DISCLAIMER: If I owned CCS, I would... I would... I have no idea.
".."=talking ..=thinking ^*^*^*^*=change of setting [AN.]=Author's Notes
Friend or Foe, by KawaiiSakuraAngel... Chapter Nineteen:
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Hiiragizawa Kingdom ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Eriol knew that something wasn't right. Something was out there. It wasn't anything he'd met before, but the feeling was familiar all the same. Perhaps the feeling came from Clow Reed's history. The boy pondered and thought, but nothing came to mind. Finally, he gave up and sighed.
Ruby Moon and Spinel exchanged hopeless looks. Well, hopeless, for they knew it was no use to ask Eriol for an explanation. Knowing so, the two guardians sighed as well.
Meanwhile, Sakura and Tomoyo were sitting in their room. As always, they took Tomoyo's suggestion of talking.
"...And the army just retreated all of a sudden. Did you see that?" Tomoyo exclaimed happily and excitedly for the ninth time.
Sakura, half asleep, muttered, "Yeah, Tomoyo, I did," for the ninth time as well. Despite the fact that Tomoyo was her best friend, the girl can be a bit too enthusiastic sometimes. A sudden knock on the door woke Sakura's senses. "Who's there?" she asked cautiously.
"Me," a voice grumbled outside.
Tomoyo's talk ended abruptly, and the curious look on her face was gone quicker than lightning. "Uh... can you hold on for a moment?" she called. Without waiting for an answer, she pushed Sakura over to the other side of the room, and miraculously fit her in a splendid gown in a matter of seconds, not to mention also doing Sakura's hair.
"Alright!" she called.
Syaoran walked into the room, knowing that Tomoyo was up to something. Before stepping in, he never would have guessed-
Sakura was standing behind Tomoyo (trying to hide herself). She was wearing a [AN: what else?] pink and white gown that skimmed the floor in a plain, yet elegant way. Her hair was tied up (or twisted, whatever) at the back of her head.
Syaoran was at a lost of words, but the smirk on Tomoyo's face freed from his trance. He fixed a glare on her, but it had no use, as usual. Tomoyo's smirk grew bigger. Syaoran would have stormed out of the room at that moment if it weren't for the fact that Sakura was standing there.
Tomoyo's face suddenly turned bright red. "Excuse me," she managed to breathe out, then ran out onto the balcony. Sakura still stood quietly, head lowered, so that she wouldn't have to see Syaoran.
Syaoran, with his 'trained' hearing, managed to catch some sound waves that sounded distinctly like muffled laughter. He fought to keep from imagining himself going outside and pushing Tomoyo off the balcony. Still, Sakura and Syaoran stood uncomfortably in silence. Finally, Syaoran sat down on a chair right next to him.
Almost like taking a cue, Sakura sat down as well. Syaoran's mind grumbled something about not being able to see Sakura's face.
'No, that's not right,' Syaoran argued against that voice at the back of his head.
Th taunting voice didn't give up, though. 'Why not? One would think that you know your own feelings...'
Syaoran's clenched his fists mentally. 'Of course I do! And I DON'T believe that I recall having feelings for her.'
Syaoran continued bickering with himself for what he would call a considerably long time. [AN: Well, it doesn't take that long to argue with yourself. It just seems long.]
Tomoyo came in at this time. "Well, well," she said, an eyebrow raised at the 'cute couple'. She snickered loud enough for Syaoran to hear on purpose. Syaoran rolled his eyes. "Syaoran!" she exclaimed lightly, as if having an epiphany, "what were you doing here again?"
Syaoran fumbled, trying to find a reasonable answer. "Uh.."
Tomoyo continued to gaze at him the same way. "To visit Sakura, right?"
Sakura looked up for the first time, hearing her name mentioned. Syaoran's jaw suddenly felt VERY heavy. The gown Tomoyo made caused Sakura's already- gorgeous eyes stand out even more beautifully. "Well, if it's for me, I guess you needn't come, then. I wouldn't like to take up so much of your time."
Syaoran and Tomoyo both sweatdropped. They knew that Sakura wasn't trying to make Syaoran go away. She was just being herself.
Sakura, still too dense to figure it out, continued, "I mean, my health is fine, and I haven't been sick in a long time-"
As Tomoyo slapped her forehead, Syaoran stammered, "U-uh I-I think I'll, uh, go now." With that, he ran out of the room.
Sakura blinked. "Why-" But Tomoyo wasn't there anymore. Scratching her head in confusion, she sighed.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ In the Hallway ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Tomoyo caught up to Syaoran. "That went well."
Syaoran cast her a sideways glance, then walked on as if she didn't exist. He would have started grumbling to himself about Sakura's actions, but 1) it wasn't his fault that he liked her for everything she was 2) Tomoyo was there. Still, Tomoyo didn't mind, and tried to keep up with his pace.
She tried again. "I mean, you know how Sakura can be dense sometimes."
Syaoran stopped abruptly, making Tomoyo almost bump into him. "What are you talking about?" he asked.
Tomoyo smiled at the back of Syaoran's head. "You know what I mean. I was right about you going to visit her, wasn't I?"
Syaoran pretended to not know what she was talking about. "I-I don't- I mean- I-"
Tomoyo smirked. "Uh-huh. Of course you don't. Don't what?" She was pleased that Syaoran couldn't find a reply. "Admit it. You like her."
"No I don't. Who said I did? Why would I like her?" Syaoran was blushing, but he acted like nothing happened.
Tomoyo stepped in front of him. "You're blushing," she teased. Syaoran rolled his eyes and walked away.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^ Eriol's Study ^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Syaoran walked past Eriol's study and heard some mumbling going on. "Come IN," Eriol's voice shot through his head.
Syaoran grumbled. That Hiiragizawa, he thought. why does he know everything? He pushed open the door, and walked in.
Eriol was ready with an answer. "BECAUSE, I am in charge of this place, and you aren't." Syaoran grumbled some more. "But I have more important matters to discuss...
HAHAHAHAHAHA. Shortest chapter ever!!! Oh well.. I'm too busy to do any better. Hmm.. perhaps I should put some action into my next chapter?
People, I'm really sorry about not updating, but please don't get mad..
~*KawaiiSakuraAngel*~