Hola chicas! Como estas?? haha, that's just about the extent of my knowledge of the Spanish language. I'm more fluent in French. : )
Anyways...I don't think I put up a chapter last week...sorry about that. It completely slipped my mind. Sorry about that : (
Oh and my prom is this weekend. WOOHOO. haha. later ill put pictures up on my myspace or something and give you guys the link. Would you like that? haha. I bet you would. I bet some of you would like to know what I look like...also what my dress looks like. Well it's awesome. Can't waste too much time writing this though because French class is about to start. YEAH! haha.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Card Captors, but I own this plot. If you steal it, I will come suck your blood. RAWR.
Chapter 7: One Book, Two Covers
"Wait, when you say, call him, I assume that you are talking about Syaoran?" Ms. Watanabe asked as she lead her to a room, specifically designed for talking on the phone, as you could tell. When she walked in, she was somewhat surprised that it was a room just to talk on the phone. She thought it was somewhat of a waste of a room, but with a house as big as she had, she could afford to have a room for breathing!
"Um, yes." She blushed pink. "He lives in Hong Kong, if Moriyama didn't tell you, is it okay if I call that far away?" Sakura asked walking into the doorway and turning around.
"Sure! But just don't stay on too long!" she laughed.
Sakura was confused as to why she thought this was so funny, but she figured it was just nothing, so she dropped it. She closed the door lightly and locked the door as quietly as she could. She looked around the room quickly, and then looked over at the phone.
Her stomach felt like it was being slowly squeezed by an invisible belt. She started to breathe more quickly. "Why am I so nervous? So what if I haven't talked to him in…five...years…" the words came slowly from her mouth.
She sat down on a crimson, velvet couch and picked up the phone. She remembered the phone number of the place where Syaoran was staying while he was in Hong Kong because he had given it her numerous times when they were still in contact.
Her fingers seemed to be frozen over the buttons. She withdrew her hand and took a deep breath. "It's just Syaoran!" she said aloud to herself to calm down.
Her fingers flew over the buttons, and within a few seconds, she could hear something connecting and then the voice of Syaoran came on the phone.
She slammed the phone down. "Why did you do that??" she huffed in her head. She clenched her fists and banged them lightly against her head. "Okay, I am going to call him again…and I am not going to hang up!" she said to herself mentally.
She picked up the phone again, nervously, and dialed the number again.
Syaoran's voice came on the phone again, "Hello-"
"Syaoran! It's…" she started, but he kept talking. "Voicemail…" she almost cried. She let the phone drop down on the hook as she fell over on the couch.
She brought her knees up against her chest as she started to sob. Her chest heaved unevenly, matching her breathing. She held her legs up against her with one arm and she bit the thumbnail on the other hand as the tears started to roll out of her emerald eyes down onto her flushed face.
"Hey mom, where's Sakura?" Moriyama asked as he came into the kitchen downstairs.
"She's in the phone room upstairs." She replied a bit hesitantly.
"Oh? Who is she calling?" he asked curiously.
She looked at him with a look that said, "I think you know who."
"What?!" he exclaimed. "How long has she been trying to call?" he asked feverishly as he skipped over to the door.
She looked at her watch and then at the clock on the wall, "About...10 minutes?"
He sprinted up to the room as fast as he could go without his leg collapsing on him. "Sakura, what happened?" he thought as he reached the door. He knocked smartly on the door and called out, "Sakura? Are you in here?"
She lay on the couch, tears still streaming down her face. She just wanted him to go away, to leave her alone. If only Syaoran was somehow there to make everything better, to make everything go away.
"Sakura, please open the door? Are you okay?" he said in a more comforting voice. He heard her sob but then try to stifle it. "Please…just let me in!" he said in a semi-whining tone.
She didn't get up, "Just go away…please." She cried silently into a pillow.
He sighed, "Well, I'm coming in whether you want me to or not…" he said to himself as he bent down to the doorknob and pulled out an old fashioned bobby pin from under a small cut in the carpet.
He picked the lock and opened the door.
She heard the lock click open. She pulled a blanket out from behind her and covered herself haphazardly with it. She turned into the couch and covered her face with the pillow as she tried to stop crying.
"Sakura!" he sighed, heartbroken to see her like this. He came over to the couch and got down on his knees and leaned against the front of the couch. He placed a hand on her shoulder, "Sakura, are you okay?" he cooed softly.
She tensed up in her arm when he touched her, but she relaxed a few seconds later, "He wasn't there!" she cried barely audible.
"What?" he leaned over to hear her better.
"He wasn't there!" she cried out loud.
"I'm sorry!" he said rubbing her shoulder comfortingly. "Hey," he said trying to pull her back towards him. She resisted. "Sakura, come on!" he said pulling harder. She pulled away from him.
He rolled his eyes as if he was dealing with an overemotional child, but he thought it was slightly funny. He smirked and had an idea. He stopped moving and let go of her. He stood up and went over to the door, but stayed as far away as he could until only his hand could reach the door knob. He opened it as far as it would go, pushed it so that it would shut and then dashed as silently as he could behind the couch she was laying on.
She turned over suddenly and sat up, "Mori-" she started, but she saw the door was shut. She sighed heavily and flopped back down on the couch.
He knew he had the perfect opportunity; he stood up and leaned over her. He blew softly onto her face and then stopped.
She opened her eyes and gasped. She sat up like a lightning bolt, causing her head to smash into his. He fell back, momentarily blinded, and she fell back onto the couch, clutching her forehead.
"CRAP!!" he yelped as he fell back.
"Good grief!!" he moaned, lying on the ground, "Is your head made out of metal?" he groaned.
"Sorry…" she cried in slight pain. "You shouldn't…sneak up on people…like that!" she said, tears of a physical pain rising in her eyes.
She managed to get off of the couch and crawled around to the back of the couch, still clutching her forehead. "Are you…okay?" she said, shutting her eyes tightly as the sun blazed into the room from the open curtains.
He lie there, somewhat motionless, "When I am able to see properly and I can stand up on my own…remind me to hurt you!" he laughed, still in pain.
"You already have…your head felt like I was running into a brick wall without a helmet on!" she said flopping down on the floor beside him.
"I just realized something...If someone is ever holding onto you from behind…just hit 'em with the back of your head and that'll knock 'em away!" he laughed, nudging her in the side.
She hit her head lightly on his arm, "OW!" she yelped, moving her head back away from his arm. "Hah, I guess I just got my payback!" he laughed.
About 15 minutes later, Sakura's head felt semi-normal, but it was pounding like the waves against jagged rocks.
Moriyama had managed to get himself up on the couch, but Sakura had to stumble (literally) downstairs to the kitchen and got his mother to get both of them some ice and some Tylenol.
She told Yuuko shortly what had happened, as she helped her up the stairs. (She kept leaning backwards as if she was going to fall back down.) "You poor dear!" Yuuko politely laughed. "Well, I hope he isn't too much worse!" she said as the walked into the room.
"Mom, I hope you brought plenty of those pills…this girl gave me the worst headache I've ever had in my entire life!" he laughed.
"Sorry about that!" Sakura said, sitting down lightly in a chair beside him and leaning her head back as his mother placed an ice pack on her forehead.
"That feels….so wonderful…" Sakura breathed out happily.
Moriyama took the pills and drank some water out of a bottle his mother had brought up for him. He placed the ice on his eyes and part of his forehead.
"Isn't it supposed to be on your head?" Yuuko laughed at him.
"Well, I'm having a hard time seeing right now…the room looks so dark when I'm actually able to open my eyes when the sun isn't shining too much on me!" he laughed in a somewhat fake tone.
"Are you okay Li?" Yuuko said going over to him.
"Li?!?!" Sakura sat straight up, her headache seemed had momentarily disappeared.
"Mom!!" Moriiyama yelped.
"Oh! Sorry! I forgot, you don't like me using your middle name!" she blushed deep red and covered her mouth.
"Oh…" Sakura said sitting back, now shaking slightly.
"What's wrong?" Yuuko asked, seeing Sakura's sudden change in attitude.
"Mom, come on!" Moriiyama sighed, letting his head sink deeper into the couch.
"OH!!" she had the obvious epiphany. "Sorry! I forgot, his name was Li!" she apologized to Sakura feverishly.
"It's okay…It's no big deal." Sakura replied, standing up and putting the ice pack on her forehead.
Yuuko stood up with her and was about to help her, but Sakura held her hand out slightly from herself to signal that she was okay. "I'm fine...I just need some fresh air!" she laughed lightly.
She walked over to the large set of glass doors and opened one of them as she stepped outside.
Yuuko sat down on the couch beside her son, "How was she when you came in?" she asked quietly.
"Well, I had to pick the lock to get in, but, when I came in, she had herself covered with the blanket, just crying. She wasn't crying out loud, but I could see her back heaving. I could just tell she was just crying her heart out." He said suddenly getting somewhat depressed.
"You know you can't get involved with her." Yuuko whispered warningly. "Especially like this!" She put her hand on his arm softly.
"You think I don't know that? I can only be her friend but I can tell that she wants more than that!" he said raising his voice.
"Sshh!!" she put a finger to her lips. "I know that, but you have to make it clear to her that she can't get involved with you." She said softly.
"It's so hard though…" he sighed. His heart could have been crying if it was physically possible.
"I just want to tell her everything about-" "SAKURA!" Yuuko ran out to the balcony.
Moriiyama stood up and stumbled outside onto the balcony to help his mother.
wanna know something funny? i don't remember what happens. hahahahaha. ill have to go and read the next chapter. mwahahaha.
i feel so powerful being the author. i have this superior knowledge that you -points- do not! bahahaha.
okay gonna stop now...i see a few of you pulling out the pitchforks. EEP!!
JUST REVIIIIIEEEEWWWWWWW!!!!! -screaming while running away-
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