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Ice Queen
Chapter Five
Syaoran's POV
"Kids!" Sakura's voice was a mix of kindness, harshness, and confusion.
I guess she's being kind to her kids, harsh because I'm here and confused... I have no idea why.
"I'm going to conceal myself somewhere and you have to figure out where I am ok? Close your eyes. Count to three then look around. I want you to point at where you think I am. Ready go!"
Syaoran didn't close his eyes he watched as Sakura, with amazing speed, hid herself in the leaves of a tree. Her icy green eyes looked out, but they blended in nicely with all the other green.
All her movements were done soundlessly and in an instant.
Ninja indeed. She's really good. It'd be fairly hard for me to find her, but then again she's letting out her presence a bit. I guess it's so some of the students might be able to tell where she is.
The students had finished counting and were looking around. Half of them pointed to a bush, while the other half pointed around wildly.
That kid... her name was Meiling? She's pretty good. Meiling was the only one who had pointed even close to Kinomoto.
The little girl had pointed at a tree two away from Sakura's.
The woman hopped out of her tree and congratulated Meiling for being so close. The girl had guessed that Sakura would hide in a tree. And had felt some sort of presence emitting from around that area.
"Good class! You're getting better! Let's do kunai throws now," Sakura led them over to a series of dolls hanging on trees. "Go on! Pin the dolls like this!"
Syaoran watched as Sakura threw three kunai with one hand all at once and each of them struck the doll in a perfect verticle line. (The kunai were in between her fingers.)
"I'm not expecting you to do it so well, just try and hit the doll."
Sakura's POV
Why does he keep staring at me? It's like he's trying to read me like a book. It's really making me nervous. That's it. After this I'm so ending class.
Then at least I can go home and escape his creepy gaze.
Sakura quickly dismissed class after ten more minutes of practice and grabbed her bag ready to leave.
She walked home... unfortunately for her, Syaoran was right behind her.
"What do you want? Get lost," her voice had an eerie edge to it. One that told all listeners to run for their lives.
But for some reason, Syaoran didn't seem daunted at all, "My house is in this direction."
"Where." It wasn't a question it was a demand.
"On Murusaki Street."
Syaoran watched, amused as Sakura seemed to boil over with anger.
S!!!! That means I have to walk with him until... dang it! Our streets are right next to each other. Ugh.
Sakura walked faster, but so did Syaoran. He tried to make conversation, "So... lighten up will ya?"
He was answered with no movement at all. Sakura stood very still on the street. Her bag had dropped onto the ground.
"What would you know?" her voice was ghost-like. It was like a horror movie in slow motion. Never ending. It was full of coldness, hatred, sadness, and need for revenge all put together.
They both had stopped walking. Syaoran was taken aback while Sakura still expressionless.
Syaoran's POV
What happened to her? My life is awful, but I've never acted like that. What exactly happened?
All in an instant, Sakura had grabbed her bag and began sprinting off. Syaoran wasn't going to follow her that is until her saw...
Is that a tear?
Syaoran took off. Using all the speed God had blessed him with he somehow caught up with her. He grabbed her wrist and her head flipped around. Her eyes were wide and had tears pouring out of them.
Her eyes... they're not icy... like before. They're just sad. They're beautiful. Beautifully sad emerald eyes.
Sakura stared at him for a moment then seemed to realize that she was crying, he was looking at her endearingly, and that he was holding her wrist. She tugged out off his grasp and looked down.
The shadow of her bangs entirely covered her face and Syaoran couldn't see if she was still crying.
Her shoulders were trembling though and he hesitantly put his arms around them.
Her response was natural. A reflex. She pushed him away and stared coldly at him.
Well obviously she's got her emotions under control.
As Syaoran mused about this, Sakura's dark voice lashed at him, "Don't ever repeat to anyone about what just happened here."
"If you do," she threatened, "Well, let's just say you won't live to regret it."
Ice Queen indeed.
To be continued...
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Ice Queen
Chapter Five
Syaoran's POV
"Kids!" Sakura's voice was a mix of kindness, harshness, and confusion.
I guess she's being kind to her kids, harsh because I'm here and confused... I have no idea why.
"I'm going to conceal myself somewhere and you have to figure out where I am ok? Close your eyes. Count to three then look around. I want you to point at where you think I am. Ready go!"
Syaoran didn't close his eyes he watched as Sakura, with amazing speed, hid herself in the leaves of a tree. Her icy green eyes looked out, but they blended in nicely with all the other green.
All her movements were done soundlessly and in an instant.
Ninja indeed. She's really good. It'd be fairly hard for me to find her, but then again she's letting out her presence a bit. I guess it's so some of the students might be able to tell where she is.
The students had finished counting and were looking around. Half of them pointed to a bush, while the other half pointed around wildly.
That kid... her name was Meiling? She's pretty good. Meiling was the only one who had pointed even close to Kinomoto.
The little girl had pointed at a tree two away from Sakura's.
The woman hopped out of her tree and congratulated Meiling for being so close. The girl had guessed that Sakura would hide in a tree. And had felt some sort of presence emitting from around that area.
"Good class! You're getting better! Let's do kunai throws now," Sakura led them over to a series of dolls hanging on trees. "Go on! Pin the dolls like this!"
Syaoran watched as Sakura threw three kunai with one hand all at once and each of them struck the doll in a perfect verticle line. (The kunai were in between her fingers.)
"I'm not expecting you to do it so well, just try and hit the doll."
Sakura's POV
Why does he keep staring at me? It's like he's trying to read me like a book. It's really making me nervous. That's it. After this I'm so ending class.
Then at least I can go home and escape his creepy gaze.
Sakura quickly dismissed class after ten more minutes of practice and grabbed her bag ready to leave.
She walked home... unfortunately for her, Syaoran was right behind her.
"What do you want? Get lost," her voice had an eerie edge to it. One that told all listeners to run for their lives.
But for some reason, Syaoran didn't seem daunted at all, "My house is in this direction."
"Where." It wasn't a question it was a demand.
"On Murusaki Street."
Syaoran watched, amused as Sakura seemed to boil over with anger.
S!!!! That means I have to walk with him until... dang it! Our streets are right next to each other. Ugh.
Sakura walked faster, but so did Syaoran. He tried to make conversation, "So... lighten up will ya?"
He was answered with no movement at all. Sakura stood very still on the street. Her bag had dropped onto the ground.
"What would you know?" her voice was ghost-like. It was like a horror movie in slow motion. Never ending. It was full of coldness, hatred, sadness, and need for revenge all put together.
They both had stopped walking. Syaoran was taken aback while Sakura still expressionless.
Syaoran's POV
What happened to her? My life is awful, but I've never acted like that. What exactly happened?
All in an instant, Sakura had grabbed her bag and began sprinting off. Syaoran wasn't going to follow her that is until her saw...
Is that a tear?
Syaoran took off. Using all the speed God had blessed him with he somehow caught up with her. He grabbed her wrist and her head flipped around. Her eyes were wide and had tears pouring out of them.
Her eyes... they're not icy... like before. They're just sad. They're beautiful. Beautifully sad emerald eyes.
Sakura stared at him for a moment then seemed to realize that she was crying, he was looking at her endearingly, and that he was holding her wrist. She tugged out off his grasp and looked down.
The shadow of her bangs entirely covered her face and Syaoran couldn't see if she was still crying.
Her shoulders were trembling though and he hesitantly put his arms around them.
Her response was natural. A reflex. She pushed him away and stared coldly at him.
Well obviously she's got her emotions under control.
As Syaoran mused about this, Sakura's dark voice lashed at him, "Don't ever repeat to anyone about what just happened here."
"If you do," she threatened, "Well, let's just say you won't live to regret it."
Ice Queen indeed.
To be continued...
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