I Write Sins Not Tragedies
A/N Okay I'm back with the next chapter! I'm sorry if this chapter isn't as good as the others I'm sort of depressed because the mill in my town where almost all of my friend's parents work…except mine, is closing down probably on Monday and all my friends might have to move away if it stays closed long enough and my little town will become a ghost town! Like three of my friends are going to still be here…plus a girl I don't like that likes to think she's my friend but nobody likes her because she's the second most annoying girl we've ever met. So yeah if any of you know anyone that's part of the Woodlanders strike hurt them and say it's from northern Canada for me Thanks for all of your reviews though I really appreciate them. Here are some responses to two reviews I got.
Spring Pearl: that's really cool that Syaoran is like you when you have problems. I read that and I was like "heh cool Syaoran's like a real person."
insomniaaa: thanks, it's great you like this story and as for my exams, I did great on them all except of tech…I was lucky I passed that course.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS, CLAMP does. I do own this plot but the song I'm using to base the story off of belongs to Panic! At the Disco.
Recap of Chapter 3…
"Come on man! Watch the game with me! Get your nose out of that book," Eriol whined.
"No," Syaoran said starting to let himself get engrossed with the book he was reading.
"Why not?" Eriol asked.
"I need to go to another world."
Chapter 4: And I can't help to hear
Syaoran sighed as he waited on another table at a restaurant he worked at. He hated how he was stuck with these low paying jobs. It was his fault since he flunked out of high school, but he could never get himself to go to class. He was smarter than almost all the kids at his high school but he got so bored in classes like English where they got him to read books that he had read when he was ten!
He had also had a job growing up in his uncle's store but mostly instead of helping customers, he hung around the till and read a book. He had a feeling the only reason he was never fired was because it was his uncle who was the boss.
After having been forced to work by his mom and his uncle always forcing him to work around his store he had decided he would never willingly get a job which was why he never tried in high school and didn't care about college. He had decided he would only work when he needed money…if only he had known he would always need money.
He was even less into working than usual this week ever since the lunch with Sakura. It was Saturday now; about five days had passed since then. "I bet Richie isn't working today," he thought bitterly. It made him angry at the thought that Richie got to spend time with Sakura all weekend or every night, the guy didn't deserve her. He probably didn't even love her! She probably didn't love him! After everything that they had as teenagers he knew that even if she never answered him, she didn't love Richie as much as she had loved him.
He was disappointed in himself. He was so jealous that the guy had money and Sakura that he was giving him childish nicknames. "Oh well, what can you do?" he thought.
He noticed that he had nobody to serve right now so he sat down in an empty seat by the kitchen and pulled out a book and started to read. He knew this probably made him a bad employee for ignoring customers to read a book, but he could really careless. He had found himself reading more books than usual trying to escape to other worlds just to forget about what happened with Sakura.
It had only been about ten minutes when a maitre d' named Yumi came up to him snapped him out of his world.
"Li!" she yelled getting his attention.
"What do you want?" he asked in a calm voice. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of a paragraph?"
"I don't care where you are in that book! There's a couple you need to serve down there," Yumi said angry at his attitude. "I'm surprised you haven't been fired yet. All you do is sit there and read."
"It's one of life's unanswered questions," was Syaoran's reply as he finished off his paragraph while she was talking, he marked his page and slipped the book into his back pocket. "Now which table is it?"
"Table three," she answered and then went back to her place in the front of the restaurant.
Syaoran walked over to the table she told him to go to. He wanted to shoot himself when he saw who was sitting there.
"Hello can I get you anything?" he asked trying to be polite.
The person he was serving, was Sakura and her husband, 'Richie'.
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"Hello, can I get you anything?" a voice spoke and Sakura froze recognizing the voice. She looked over to her waiter and saw Syaoran standing there.
'Can I not get rid of him these days?' she asked herself.
"Yes I think we're ready to order, right Sakura?" Akira asked.
Sakura was snapped out her thoughts when he spoke, "What? Oh! Ye-yes, we're ready," she stuttered.
She hated how she was so nervous around him. Akira didn't seem to notice anything weird about her stuttering though.
They ordered and Syaoran just nodded and said he would be back with their drinks. Sakura found herself watching his back retreating.
"What are you looking at?" Akira asked.
"Nothing!" Sakura said quickly looking away.
"Were you checking out that waiter?" Akira asked raising an eyebrow with a frown on his face.
"NO! Of course not! How could you accuse me of that? God you don't trust me at all do you?" Sakura exploded.
"Sorry, but I could have sworn I saw you looking at him," Akira said angrily.
"Well you could have sworn wrong," Sakura snapped. The last thing she needed was Akira accusing her of betraying him.
"I better be wrong," Akira said in an angry voice that sent shivers down her spine.
Before she could say anything Syaoran cam eover with their drinks and without saying a word, walked away.
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"Damn it!" Syaoran yelled in the men's washroom. After he had taken Sakura and Richie's orders and given them their drinks he had gone in there.
He punched a stall in frustration. He then put his arm against the metal and placed his forehead on his arm. "Of all the places they could have gone, they had to come where I work!" he yelled to the empty room.
He pushed himself away from the stall and moved to leaning over the sink. "Why did I have to work this Saturday?" he whispered disappointedly.
He looked up at the mirror and went over his looks. Tall, chestnut hair and amber eyes…he was the exact opposite of Richie. Richie had his average height, golden hair and blue eyes. Why was he so special? He looked like all those other rich and polished kids who made fun of people below them. All of them with their perfect gold coloured hair and bright blue eyes, his money probably made him more appealing. But Sakura said she loved him and married him for love…oh well he still believed his money helped.
Syaoran moved away from the sink and started to leave the men's washroom while muttering to himself. "Stupid blue eyed blonde Richie, sleeping with my woman."
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It was now around nine o'clock. It was after work and Syaoran decided to head to the bar to calm himself down. He hadn't been able to stand serving Sakura at lunch. Watching her sit there with that man that called himself her husband. He had tried to read his book some more but it hadn't helped so he decided to try drinking tonight. Maybe he could drown out his problems in alcohol.
He sat down at the counter and asked the bar tended for his drink.
"I'll have a Blue," he told him.
All of a sudden a native man that could have been about three hundred pounds was sitting next to him.
"I heard you ordered Blue," he spoke in a deep throaty voice.
"Uh, yeah I did," Syaoran replied. He was a little nervous around the man because he was a lot bigger than himself.
"That's our beer you know," the man continued to speak. Syaoran nodded his head as he spoke. "It's one of our country's colours."
"What are you talking about?" Syaoran asked. "Blue isn't our colour."
"Yes it is," the man replied. "We have two colours, Blue and Blue Light."
Syaoran couldn't help himself. He started to laugh. The bar tender came over and gave him his beer and he got up and sat down at a table. The next thing he knew, the native man was sitting at his table.
"I like you," he said when he sat down. "Let me buy you as much beer as you want."
Syaoran looked wide-eyed at the big man, "Are you sure about that?"
"As long as you order Blue," the man answered with a nod.
"Thanks."
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It was about eleven at night and Sakura was about to climb into bed when the phone rang. Akira was in the washroom so she had to go and answer the phone. She picked the phone up beside her.
"Hello?" she spoke into it.
"Heyy Sakuraa," a voice drawled into her ear.
"Syaoran?" she asked. "Is that you?"
"The one and only," came the reply. There was something off though.
"You sound weird…have you been drinking?" she asked him another question.
"Yup," came his simple response. "A nice man told me he liked me and offered to buy me all the drinks I wanted."
"Are you sure you didn't get him to buy you too much?"
"Nah you never can have too much Blue," Syaoran replied breezily.
"What do you want Syaoran? It's pretty late."
"I can't stop thinking about you," he said seriously.
"Syaoran we've been over this already," Sakura sighed.
"I don't care!" he yelled getting angry.
"Don't get mad at me! You had your chance!" Sakura yelled back but not as loud because she didn't want Akira to hear.
"Just meet me tomorrow," Syaoran said a little calmer.
"Tomorrow's Sunday," Sakura responded.
"So I get off early at one o'clock," Syaoran said talking about his job.
"Akira doesn't work on weekends," Sakura replied. "We spend weekends together."
"Ditch him for a couple of hours," Syaoran replied. "You can't spend every single second together!"
"But-"
"Do it!" Syaoran yelled making her pull the phone away from her ear. She brought it back as he spoke in a little quieter voice, "Please?"
Sakura sighed and at that moment Akira walked into the room to overhear the last bit of the conversation, "Alright, I'll meet you tomorrow at Penguin Park."
"Thank you," Syaoran responded. "Meet me there at two."
"Okay," Sakura nodded forgetting that Syaoran couldn't see her. "Uhm…how'd you get this number anyways?"
"Phonebook," was his answer. "See yah!" and then he hung up.
Sakura placed the phone back on its place and got into bed when Akira spoke.
"So who was that? They seem pretty crazy calling at this time," Akira grumbled.
"Oh well, it was an old friend and they're in town and they want to see me tomorrow," Sakura responded. "You don't mind if I go out and see them at two, do you?"
"I guess not," Akira answered getting into bed as well. "Is it a boy or a girl?"
"Girl," Sakura quickly lied. She knew he would be angry if she told him the truth and really told him that it was a boy.
"What's her name?" he asked.
Sakura thought fast, "Megumi."
"Oh, okay," he responded.
"Goodnight," Sakura smiled turning off the light beside her.
"Goodnight."
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Syaoran was sitting at the park leaning against the giant Penguin. He normally would be reading waiting for Sakura, but today he just couldn't. He had brought a paperback copy of The Old Man and the Sea, but his mind wasn't focused enough to concentrate on it.
When he woke up this morning, he had a bit of a hang over because all the drinking he had done last night. He also had trouble remembering, but he eventually remembered he was supposed to meet Sakura here. He just hoped she was coming.
He had to call her yesterday after he had heard a song last night called Shotgun Serenade by The Juliana Theory. The lyrics in the song had scared him and he hadn't wanted what they were saying to happen to him and Sakura. It had described what their relationship could be like. He didn't want that to happen. The song was stuck in his head and went like this:
I
know you're dying to tell me everything that you want to say, but
I'm not listening.
Try to tell me everything that you want to
say.
I know you're trying to force me. Feed me lies but I'm on
my way. Can you taste it now?
I'm dying to watch your face when
I walk away.
Here's
the final bullet to put our love to death. Our days are never coming
back.
I know it's you I can forget. Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot.
There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. Our
love is never coming back.
I know it's you. I can forget our
love forever ending.
I
know you're dying to tell me everything that you want to say, but
I'm not listening.
'Trying to tell me everything will be okay.
"We'll be okay."
You're trying to warm my heart but you
freeze my blood. There's ice inside my veins.
I'm only dying
to watch your face when I turn away, and I'll turn away.
But
you cannot separate the two things I would live or die for.
I'd
kill to separate your heart from your head. That's to die for.
Here's
the final bullet to put our love to death. Our days are never coming
back.
I know it's you I can forget. Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot.
There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. Our
love is never coming back.
I know it's you. I can forget our
love forever ending.
You're
just a waste of a song. You're a simple regret.
I thought I
knew who you were, but watch how fast I forget.
You wore your
prettiest dress, but there's a mess in your head.
They say old
habits die-hard. I say they're better off dead,
'cause you
were bitter and cold, but still you burned me alive.
You held the
match to my skin and poured the fuel on the fire.
You're not my
favorite mistake. You're just a simple regret.
I thought I knew
who you were, but watch how fast and watch how well I forget.
It's
too late to play the good guy. It's too late to play the good guy
now.
It's too late to play the good guy. Goodbye.
Here's
the final bullet to put our love to death. Our days are never coming
back.
I know it's
you that can't forget. Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot.
There's a
freight train coming to force your head in check. Our love is never
coming back.
I know it's you. I can forget our love forever
ending.
There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. Our love is never coming back.
The chorus was what scared him the most. He looked around nervously hoping she would appear any moment now.
And that was the moment he saw her. She was looking around at the benches thinking maybe he was sitting on one reading. He smirked thinking about how well she knew him; too bad he wasn't there this time.
He walked up to her and she smiled nervously when she saw him. "Looking for someone?" he asked.
"As a matter of fact I was. I thought he was on the benches reading but I guess I was mistaken." Sakura said playfully.
"Really? Well maybe I can help, who is it you are looking for?" Syaoran asked playing along.
"Why you of course Syaoran Li," Sakura replied.
"Really? I had absolutely no idea." Syaoran said sarcastically.
"Okay so why did you really want to see me Syaoran?" Sakura asked starting to get to the point.
"Like I told you on the phone yesterday," Syaoran said getting serious. "I can't stop thinking about you."
"Syaoran-" he cut her off.
"I don't want our love to be put to death Sakura!" he shouted.
"What?" Sakura asked.
"I don't want you to be the one I forget," Syaoran continued. "I want our love to come back."
"Syaoran, I'm married. Our love can't come back," Sakura said while shaking her head.
"Oh come on Sakura!" he shouted. "I've seen you two together! I know you love me more than you love him! The feelings we had for each other don't just go away like that!"
"I've had time to get over it Syaoran!" she shouted back.
"We could have still been together to this day! We were perfect for each other!"
"Yeah, and then you blew it! The reason we aren't together is because of you!" Sakura pointed at him. "I waited a year for you and you never came back. I finally moved on and met Akira and got married to him! I got over you Syaoran! You should get over me too!"
"I can't get over you!" he yelled at her. "I love you so much it hurts!"
What do you mean?" Sakura asked calming down. He had never said those kinds of words to her before. Heck, AKIRA had never said those kinds of words to her before, she felt special having him say those kinds of things to her.
"It killed me when I served you yesterday. I couldn't stand seeing you with him. I wanted to have a breakdown then and there. You mean that much to me."
Sakura felt her heart beat quicken while he was telling her this. "Doesn't it mean anything to you that my feelings haven't changed even after all these years apart?" he asked.
Sakura felt tears come to her eyes as he said that, "Yes," was all she could get out.
Syaoran couldn't stop himself when she answered yes. He grabbed hold of her and kissed her right there.
TBC
A/N Well this chapter is a little longer than the others, but that's always good right? And the song probably helped out in how long it is too. Anyways here's the chapter, which I hope you all enjoyed. I put that song in there because while I was listening to it I realized that Syaoran and Sakura's relationship could have been like that in the story so I was like "Oh my god! I have to put that in here!" so I did. Anyways remember to read and review! Ciao!
