Heh sup peeps! TIS BEITH A GOOD DAY! OH YEEAH! Heh, random again...
RECAP:
Sakura and Syaoran fall out of the vent they were crawling in
They find out that they work at the same place, but they've never even met each other there before
ANTI-RECAP (heh sorry that was kind of a boring chapter)
Chapter 9 (and 10)
Elite Ninjas with Sporks UNITE!
Sakura and Syaoran were running to the boys' locker room, completely forgetting about the people locked up in there. What idiots.
"IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU GOT ME OUT OF HERE YOU IDIOT!" Tomoyo screamed as soon as she was free. "I mean, I was only stuck in a room with a bunch of hot guys for- um, let's see- 9 HOURS!"
"Crap, I'm so sorry, Tomoyo... Please don't kill me..."
"Heh, I have an even BETTER plan!"
"Oh shoot, don't make me wear any of your clothes!"
"How about the bunny costume?" Tomoyo said with an evil grin.
"OH LORD NO TOMOYO HAVE SOME MERCY PLEASE-"
"Bunny costume it is!"
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hey I just got through a really crappy day, it's time for some TORTURE...
heheheheheheheheheeeee...
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA
Sakura's House, Saturday morning(4:18) (yeah, AM...)
Sakura was rushing round her house, putting on super short shorts and a tank top while searching for her gym bag.
Okay, I have everything, I think... Shoot, why do I have to do training TODAY? I mean, I have enough going on in my life already...
Sakura walked out the door and straight to the headquarters for ENWSU.(heh sporks)
"Come on, why do I have to do this?" Sakura whined. She was 27 minutes early, and had decided to take out some anger on a poor old punching bag. "I have enough to do already, enough stuff to think about, GAH! Just because I'm one of the best ninja here doesn't mean they can take advantage of me like this, asking me to train these idiots-"
"Sakura?"
"Shut up, conscience, they are idiots, so I get to call them that-"
"Sakura, I think you're going mental," a very amused Syaoran stood in the doorway of the classroom.
"Oh, crap..."
"Heh, do these voices have names-?"
"Shut up, Syaoran. So, I'm guessing you're here to take the 'intermediate training' session?" Sakura smirked.
"No, I'm here to teach it," Syaoran smirked back.
Sakura just stood there, awestruck. She looked like she was about to blow up.
And that she did.
"NO WAY I'M TEACHING THIS STUPID CLASS THERE IS NOOOO WAAAAAY-"
"Here. Letter. Read. It." Syaoran handed her a letter with her name on it. She snatched it away furiously. It read:
Sakura,
Hope you don't mind if I let Li share the class with you. I know since you have so much to do, I thought a little extra help would be nice.
Don't even bother arguing with me.
Love,
Father
Sakura finished reading the letter and looked up with an expressionless face.
"Well don't just stand there, help me set up." Sakura shoved the letter in her bag and set it down. With Syaoran's help, the junkroom was transformed into an excellend classroom, with tons of different(deadly-looking) objects lying around.
"Goodie, the idiots should be arriving right about now," Syaoran yawned, stretching out a bit, letting out a few kicks here and there.
"Yeah, goodie..." Sakura rolled her eyes.
"Oh, get over it, I mean, you used to be just as bad as them."
"Yeah, when I was three."
After a few minutes, the class began to fill the room. They all had different looks on their faces; scared, terrified, excited, and just plain content. Sakura laughed at how out-of-shape they were. Some looked like they couldn't do a push-up to save their life.
"Okay, idiots, time for class to start! Get in lines, 4 lines of 5. Hurry or you're running 30 laps!" The poor little children(actually they're around Sakura's age and a little older) scrambled into crooked, ugly lines. Sakura slapped her head with her hand.
"Man, that sucks. Syaoran, help me starighten them out." Syaoran and Sakura began to correct the idiots.(heh thats my nickname for them) After a stressful ten minutes, they got the whole group straightened up.
"Okay, time to start. I take it everybody knows how to do a kick?" The group nodded timidly, now most of them afraid of Sakura. This interrogation continued for a while, and Sakura split them into groups of four depending on skill level.
"Syaoran, you take the even more idiotic ones, I'll take the more advanced ones," Sakura ordered. Syaoran nodded, holding back an insult. He was a lot better than she thought he was.
"Okay, idiots, today we're not learning anyhting new today, just because I don't feel like it." Moans went throughout the two groups. "Hey, we could be doing conditioning for 5 hours." Suddenly, the group stopped.
"Goodie, now I can't demonstrate this alone, now CAN I?" Sakura screamed over at the other side of the room.
Syaoran looked up from the boy on the floor now doing pushups. He saw her yelling at him and getting in a fighting stance. He smirked.
"So, Sakura, you plan to challenge me..."
"Get ready, I'm tired of waiting on you."
"Heh." Syaoran looked back at his group. "Now THIS is what I call anger management."
Hehehehehehehheheheheeee... Sorry, it's really short, specially for 2 chapters...
I am so evil... tis a very good place to stop, plus I haven't posted anything in a while... excellent excuse
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