Several Days Passed and a schedule was established.
Sakura would wait for Li in front of their first class in the morning, and then they would enter it together, typically with him yelling at her for waiting.
She would follow Li to all of their classes, talking at him and occasionally, getting an answer from him.
Sakura would disappear during lunch, and Li would wonder where she went. He never asked her though. That would imply that he cared.
After School they would usually go their separate ways, with Sakura waving bye to him and Li telling her to hurry up and go home.
A week had passed since Sakura transferred to Syaoran's school.
"Good Morning Everybody!" Sakura called out as she and Li entered the classroom. "Do you have to say that every morning, you ditz?" Everyone sweatdropped at Syaoran's blunt and grouchy question. They were constantly amazed at the way Sakura accepted his words and then took him seriously.
"Oh. Should I try new greetings? I suppose I could always think of new ways to say hello. Do you have any suggestions, Li?" Sakura held a finger to her chin as she spoke, but slowly pointed at different things until her hand rested on her unwilling companion's shoulder. All the students held their breath. NO ONE was allowed to touch Li. Not Ever. Li's eye twitched and he took a breath, thinking out the best way to slam Kinomoto into the ground without hurting her. Not that he cared if he hurt her... He just wasn't that mean. The incidents where he casually threw people into walls for bumping into him conveniently slipped his mind.
"Okay, class! I have the test results back from your quiz yesterday and am astounded at the scores." The teacher slammed open the door as she spoke and walked to her desk. The class took this as their cue and everyone took their seats, saving Li from having to hurt Sakura.
Great. Another test that I aced. Huh. I wonder how Sakura did. Heh, if the teacher's astounded, Sakura probably flunked so badly that they'll transfer her out of here. Now why does my chest hurt at that thought? It's not as though Sakura's some genius. She's too sweet and innocent for that. Syaoran slouched in his seat and watched the teacher pass back the results. When he got his, he treated the teacher to a half-hearted glare that didn't even burn her hair. The teacher silently thanked the gods for Sakura. She couldn't afford to go to the hair saloon for another hair cut.
"You'll all be very surprised to know that two of you tied for first place this time." Li's head shot up. He'd gotten a hundred, so he knew he was one of them, but what dunderhead had lucked out this time? "Li Syaoran," The class gave a resigned applause. "And Sakura Kinomoto. Congratulations, you two! I'm very proud of you both!" The class was deadly silent for a minute before they erupted into cheers.
Congratulations were heard all over the room as Sakura blushed from head to toe. "Good job!" "Way to go!" "Way to get him good!" and other equally enthusiastic cheers were heard. Syaoran sat frozen through it all. He could NOT believe that Sakura was as smart as he was. She was such a ditz, and everyone still liked her. They didn't hate her for being smart. Why don't they hate her like they dislike me? I don't get it. I...I can't stay here right now. I have to leave.
Li stood up and walked out of the classroom without a word. The class became silent again and everyone watched him leave. Sakura looked around at them and her brow furrowed. "Why isn't anyone going to stop him?" The boys all shook convulsively and the girls turned terror-stricken eyes to her. "If we even attempted to follow him, it'd be like suicide! He's bad news Kinomoto! You should leave him alone while you're still unharmed."
The class shivered again, but this time it wasn't because of Li. Sakura's face was SCARY, and the words out of her mouth were enough to freeze their spines. "Don't you ever insult him! He's a wonderful guy that is really just unsure of how to communicate! He's my friend. I don't want to hear a bad word about him from any of you ever again. Am I understood?" Her icy tone brooked no argument and everyone gulped before nodding furiously. She gave a bright smile at them and skipped out.
The class was scared. Girls clutched each other and a few boys did too. Not that they would ever admit it later, but at that moment they all were in desperate need of comfort. The mood switch was too much for their poor nerves. The teacher took a shaky breath and made an unusual announcement. "Class is cancelled for today. Why don't we turn up the heater and watch a nice heart-warming film?"
