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Ice Queen

Chapter Eighteen

Syaoran's POV

"Our school is doomed!" Sakura hissed in Syaoran's ear. "There is no way we can beat a play like that... what is Tomoyo going to do?"

His face was serious as well, "Let's get out of here and tell Tomoyo..."

"What? Are you sure?" the amethyst-eyed girl was frantic. "Then... then we just have to put up a play too! We have one week to do it."

"Tomoyo..." Sakura's eyes were concerned. "The festival budget is already spent... and it's impossible to get a play going in a week!"

Wait. Wait. Wait. WAIT!!!! Holy sht! Did the ICE QUEEN just show EMOTION?!?!

While Syaoran was gaping at Sakura, and Tomoyo for being able to make Sakura let feeling come out, the older woman's face suddenly changed.

Her eyes had stars in them, and she was smiling with cruel and devious intent, "OHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!! But you forget, my dear, that some students are not in school. And, for the cost, I'll pay for it! Being rich comes in handy every now and then."

Wait... she's rich, married to Eriol, but Eriol is still teaching?

As if reading his thoughts, Sakura turned and looked at him, "Eriol teaches because he likes it-!!!!!"

"Oh, Sakura. We shall make this play take place in the feudal ages. You'll make such a kawaii princess... or maybe.... OH!!!!!!" Tomoyo squealed.

The auburn-haired girl was sudden surrounded by millions of Tomoyos. All of them measuring her and squealing.

"H-Help me..."

Suddenly the assault on the Ice Queen ended. Two gleaming eyes turned to face Syaoran.

"Eep," Syaoran began slowly backing away.

Dun. Dun. Dun.

"Oh SYAORAN!!!!!"

-----A few years later =P-------

Sakura's POV

"No. No. NO WAY am I doing THIS!!!!" Sakura yelled coldly, but immediately stopped when she saw the sad puppy-dog face she was given by her best friend. "Tomoyo... come on. This isn't my style... besides... I have to work at the martial art institute too... I don't have the time..."

--puppy-dog pout--

"Tomoyo..."

--puppy-dog pout--

"But..."

--puppy-dog pout—

"Aw, fine."

"YAY!!!!!!"

Sakura sighed and put her head in her hands. When she raised it, she looked at the script and groaned.

What am I getting myself into? Me? A princess... in a love story?! I'm the ICE QUEEN for Pete's sake!

"Ne... Eriol..." Sakura pleaded with her teacher. "PLEASE make Tomoyo change the script... I just can't do it. Be a princess.

The man with glasses smiled down at her, "Ok."

What? Really?

"H-honto ni?" Sakura's eyes were wide. "Just like that?"

"Just like that."

Thank you, kami-sama.

"WHAT?!?!" Sakura screamed this time. "I-I can't do that! That's no better than the princess one!!!! Can't you come up with an action play or something?"

"There is action it," the voice was all innocence. "Besides, I'm not changing the script just for you again."

Sakura sighed, "Fine... Syaoran... are you ok with this?"

The boy (who until recently had been ignored) grinned, "I don't have a problem with it. It's not like I'm the one with the big reputation at stake."

"You really don't have to rub it in," her voice was again cold and unfeeling. Looks like he had hit a nerve.

He's right... it's not that I don't want to do it... it's just... HELLO!!!! It's ME. The ICE QUEEN. I don't do romance.

"Whoa calm down. Don't go all cold on me again. Just earlier you were actually worried about Tomoyo's cultural festival... Wait!"

Sakura began mumbling and walking down the hall.

"Hold on! Come on," Syaoran put a hand on her shoulder. "It's not that bad. I mean, even though it's romance... you can still act cold right?"

He's right. The girl in the story is still cold and nearly unfeeling... I guess I might be able to live with it...

"Ok. Ok. When we get home, call the institute and tell them we have to take a week off of work."

--Practice and preparation for the play—

"Che. Don't get so full of yourself," Sakura hissed. "I'm doing this as a favor for someone. It's not like anyone would actually want to go through this stupid process anyway!"

"Good! Good! That's perfect Sakura!" Tomoyo laughed and ran up onto the stage. "Just put more emphasis on it. Turn your body more... Don't forget you are Suzuka the Ice Maiden. You don't just have to act like her, you have to be her!"

Sakura sighed, "Yes ma'am. One feudal age Ice Queen coming up."

She glared at Syaoran who seemed to be laughing at her.

What's so funny? My acting isn't that bad... I don't think so anyway...

"Che. Don't be so FULL of yourself," Sakura hissed and smiled maliciously, taunting Syaoran. "I'm doing this as a favor for someone. Who'd actually want to go through this stupid process of yours... and for that matter... who'd want to be YOUR wife anyway?"

"Why you little..." Syaoran raised his hand to slap her. Sakura just smirked coldly, "What? Aren't you going to do it? Hit me! But I must warn you... I might retaliate."

The two jumped a few feet away from each other and got into fighting stances.

"Ok! That's enough for today!" Tomoyo grinned. "You two are SOOOOO good!"

Right. We're just kawaii right? Ugh. I'm just glad there's no audience.

Classes were canceled for the next week so the students could work on the upcoming play. Luckily for Sakura, there was no one in the auditorium at the moment. They were all working on painting props or making their costumes.

Syaoran's POV

Syaoran and Sakura walked home in silence.

Seems like Sakura's back to Ice Queen mode... again. I hate it when she does that. Just cuts everything and everyone off from her world.

"Um... Sakura... do you want to practice the roof scene? I mean, we haven't done it that much... and the play's tomorrow..." Syaoran asked as they were eating dinner.

"Hm. Sure," she obviously didn't care. "We can do it on our roof so it'll seem more real."

"Oh. You're here," Suzuka groaned unhappily. Heero's (Syaoran) sharp eyes glanced at her for only a moment before returning to the night sky above him, "Yes. And so what if I am?"

She surprised him. Such a strange girl. He didn't want to admit it, but her behavior... everything about her... intrigued him.

"Nothing," his astonishment was marked. She hadn't bitten his head off with a harsh remark.

"Nothing?"

"Nothing."

He hesitated a little before finally saying, "What's wrong?"

"Hm?" her eyes widened in shock for just a moment, but quickly returned to their cold, emotionless state. "Why? Don't tell me you actually care."

To him, her voice sounded a little hopeful. Like she hoped that maybe he did care. Like she was happy that someone cared.

"And..." her head turned towards him. "What if I said yes?"

She blinked once.

Twice.

A small smile appeared on her face.

Tiny crystal tears flowed down the side of her cheek.

"Then... I would be..." she looked into his eyes. "... happy..."

He leaned in and brushed his lips with hers, only to be pushed off.

"Sorry, lover boy. No kisses tonight," Sakura smirked and a surprised Syaoran. "You'll have to wait for the play."

Syaoran just gave her a half smile.

Dang... I wanted that kiss... WHAT AM I SAYING?!?!?!

To be continued...

Hehehehe. Sorry, a lot of things happened in this chapter. I hope you liked it though!

Kawaii – cute

Honto ni – really?

Kami-sama – God

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