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"..." - Talking
italic font – Thinking, flashback

... moving scene

(...:A/N: ...) – Authors Note

Cloaks and plushies

The moment Sakura felt the sun on her eyes, and actually woke up, she felt a fuzzy, warm feeling in her stomach that echoed through her heart, up into her head. Her first thought was visiting Sholan.

She got ready as soon as she could- today she wanted to show him something special for her. She tucked an orange object inside her cloak and sped up the hallways, ready to have a quick breakfast and visit her new friend.

As she walked firmly, she saw Tomoyo walking by and greeted her fondly. But her friend stopped her.

"Princess Sakura," she said, "Could I talk to you for a moment?"

"Of course, Tomoyo."

Tomoyo made a short pause.

"Did you know that when people are going over a period of great importance and are overexcited about something, sometimes they have lapses in which they can not control their talkative impulses? Lapses like, for example, being asleep."

"I did not, actually. How enlightening!" she said in amazement.

"Well...I just had a piece of advice to give you, Sakura. If you are especially energized by anything, it is often best to knowingly talk about them. You could be revealing things in your sleep." Tomoyo heavily hinted.

"I will keep it in mind, yes…"

"That's what I had to say. You can always count on me."

They both smiled, and Sakura thanked her. She couldn't really think of anything Tomoyo could have meant relating her…oh well.

'She has expanded my general knowledge, though' she thought.

SYAORAN-

Being alone for so long was good in a sense for Syaoran. It gave him time to think, something he usually didn't do.

He had never been good with girls. Maybe- Sakura had somehow made him realize this- it was because of his spoiled arrogance. His four sisters weren't any help either, and their examples of what a 'girl' might be like were just terrible. Probably his problem was expecting too much.

Once, his mother had spoken of meeting some Princess Mika, from…he couldn't even remember. Mother had mentioned her beauty, so little Syaoran started imagine the most dazzling kind of princess his nine-year old mind could think of. The day of the awaited meeting, Syaoran was horrified. Mika was indeed pretty, but she was just nothing like anything Syaoran had thought of. She was weird and he refused to spend time with her. He could not spend time with someone less beautiful than that girl he'd imagined. It had been a major disappointment for her mother, but it had been a much bigger one for him. She just didn't live for this standards. He deserved the very best.

Reflecting back, he'd been a terrible host and should have accepted her as she was. Well, but the one she'd imagined really had been pretty…

'Prettier than Sakura?' a voice at the back of his head asked him.

'What? NO!' was Syaoran's immediate response. 'Actually…Sakura is prettier than that one. Could be because I really never imagined her…she took me just by surprise.'

'She was exhaling in your face, you know…' the voice mocked

'Aw, shut up…' he rolled his eyes. 'Don't make me remember that.'

'She saved your life…that's how much you owe her.'

The words echoed in Syaoran's mind until he could not repeat them anymore…

….

Syaoran opened his eyes.

'Sakura is staring at you, you baka!'

'HUH?'

All of a sudden, she realized the princess was sitting on a small chair near him, with a strange smile in her face. Had she seen him sleep? Oh, how embarrassing! He felt his cheeks turn scarlet.

"Sleepy head…" Sakura grinned. "I got up early to come here, you know."

"I'm…I'm sorry," he stammered, still embarrassed. "I was awake, I just…"

"Oh, but I meant no reproach! Sleep is good, and I don't think you're very healthy yet…"

'Phew' Syaoran thought.

"I have something special to show you today!" Sakura clapped her hands in glee. Syaoran's heart skipped a beat. "Meet Kero-chan!"

She took a small orange thing from her cloak that he suddenly recognized as a…stuffed animal? It was bright orange and looked like a bear with overgrown, rounded ears and…were those wings? What a ridiculous little toy! Did she think he was a kid? Please! It wasn't even that well made, or anything…

"Isn't he amazing?" she hugged him fondly.

'Why is she hugging him?' Syaoran thought through gritted teeth.

'You're not jealous at a stuffed animal are you!'

'Of course not! I mean, woah, he just doesn't deserve it, the plush…'

'Right. You can't lie to your own mind, you know…'

"I…" Diplomacy and protocol rules told Syaoran he had to think of something to say.

'Which is no easy task when there's someone talking to you inside your head! Stay silent, will you!'

'Humph.'

"So what exactly is this Xerochyan…?" Syaoran finally said out loud.

"Kero-chan," Sakura repeated with a grin. "He is, as you can see, a plushie my mom made for me little after I was born. It was my very first toy and one of the last things I have from her. It means a lot to me…"

That explained it all. All of a sudden, it didn't seem so ugly and strange-shaped anymore…although that didn't completely explain the hugging…

"Kero is probably my most beloved toy. But I thought, since you're here all alone a lot…I know I can't be here all the time, I'm sorry…maybe Kero-chan could keep you company." She snuggled against the plushie again.

'Why do I get the feeling that if she gets too hug-y with that toy, you two

might not really get along…'

Syaoran ignored the voice in his head. He was just amazed at this act.

"You mean…you'd let me borrow him? You'd trust him to me? Your most

beloved toy…?"

"Yes, I would…." She smiled sweetly that smile that could melt him all over…

"Thank you, Sakura." He whispered as he extended his hand forward.

"It's the least I can do, Sholan…" she replied, giving him Kero-chan.

Their hands inevitably touched, and it was Syaoran the first to react- by, as usual, going read.

Her hand was so warm though…even if it was midwinter…

SAKURA-

The moment they touched, Sakura not only felt butterflies in her stomach. She felt his temperature.

"Sholan, your hands are so cold!" she said, upset. "Maybe I really haven't been taking good care of you…but I try, I really do…"

Sholan touched himself and rubbed his hands together for a moment.

"Are they really? I really can't feel it…but I assure you, I feel rather warm. Besides, you do take great care of me…"

"Rather! But…" she removed her cloak and gently put it around him, over the blood-coloured one he had from before.

She reached for his forehead, trying to sense his temperature once again. But he wasn't as cold as she'd expected.

(A/N: Might have been because he was blushing…lool…)

"Now that cloak really warmed you up!" she smiled.

"Wait- how are you planning to return home?" Sholan said.

She turned her head 45ª, questioningly.

"You will get cold then!"

"I'll be OK" Sakura smiled.

But then he put it on top of her- something she didn't expect.

"No. I assure you the red cloak works just fine. You must take care of yourself, too. You are treating me wonderfully already, and the food you bring me daily helps a lot."

They beamed at each other for a while. He was just so handsome…his brown, messy hair and the occasional rebel lock of hair going on top of his eyes…

"Off I go then…enjoy your time with Kero-chan please!"

"No doubt of that!" he grinned.

She left down the stairs and then slid gracefully her hands over her cloak.

'He touched it!' she thought in a girly squeal.

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That was kinda quick…I just wanted to get it ready for my few readers out there . I can't wait for things to get more interesting…if you knew what's going to happen in a couple of chapters! dreams

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