Entrancia was kind enough to bring back on here. I just read another one of her chapters and I'm like, "I MISSED ALL THIS! EYAH!"

I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT BEING ON HERE FOR MORE THAN I INTENDED! REALLY, REALLY SORRY!

I don't even know if I'm going to finish this or not -sighs-

I just realized how bad my writing is. I mean, it's pretty different from what I do now.

This chap was written a long time ago. choppy, unfinished, and all that jazz, but it's a chap.

Flame me. I deserve it.

A baby shower invitation. Wow.

It's pink, for crying out loud. I suppose they are expecting a girl, but I mean…

Really,

DO ALL LETTERS HAVE TO REMIND ME THAT MY BRAIN CAN'T FUNCTION PROPERLY WHEN I SEE A CERTAIN AMBER-HAIRED PERSON?!?

I don't even know what he looks like. That picture I printed out only showed a small part of his face, which was why I couldn't tease him about his features that much.

OH, BUT THOSE CLOTHES! If I even forget that, I'll make sure Tomoyo reminds me to check out the Internet every once in a while. It'll be healthy.

It's fun teasing this guy. The thing is…

WHY IN ALL HECK DOES THE INVITATION HAVE TO BE PINK?!?!?!?!?!? I HATE THE COLOR NOW! ONE MORE PINK THING I SEE, I WILL RIP IT APART AND TEAR IT TO SHREADS-

Or was it tear it apart and rip it to shreds?

Tomoyo hands me something "Here's another letter from Syaoran, Sakura. Open it up!"

Ah, the infamous pink envelope that caused me to hate the color. Come on, Sakura, just fold it in half, grab some scissors, and snip.

Okay, I'll admit it, I sometimes turn my back on some things, but my hands are actually ripping the envelope open.

Traitorous dogs.

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Sakura-

Tomoyo really explained everything to you? In a way, that's relieving, but I wanted to explain some things to you too.

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Oh, yes! Like the fact that you practically pushed me into lighting?! Explain that!

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If she did say some other things to you, then I'm sorry.

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If you're truly sorry, shove a pen up your butt and apologize to me in person.

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I'm sorry for all the times I left you and acting mean to you when we first wrote each other letters. It was…unnecessary. Also, sorry for 'stalking' you. Truth be told, Touya knew I was coming. Yes, he, Kaho, Yukito, and Nakuru are in this along with your dad.

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…

That Tomoyo never told me. Am I not to be trusted anymore around here?!

At least he's being considerate enough to say it.

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The thing I'm not sorry for though is the fact that you pushed me to the ground that day. I never knew you wanted 'it' so much.

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…

DANG IT, MAN! I THOUGHT YOU CARED, AND YOU MESSED IT UP!

THAT WAS JUST A PLAIN STUPID THING TO SAY!

Cheesy freak.

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I know you hate me. If you want, I'll just never disturb your life ever again. But, at least have someone tell you the whole story.

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"Oh, Syaoran, don't worry. You'll get your chance," says a voice beside me. Apparently, Tomoyo seems to delight in reading the letters that are meant for me.

I think she just read the sentence I was reading. I sigh.

There's something wrong with all this though…

Why is he so nice? Not that, there's anything wrong with being nice, but in his letters, he's cold, then a jerk, and next thing I know, he's all flirty…

I've heard of cases like this. It's called Multiple Personality Disorder.

PMS.

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Syaoran

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I sigh again. Guess what, Syao? No one has explained the story to me yet so I have to wait until the baby shower.

And you're invited

Before the meeting, there's a so-called plan. The only people that Yukito and Nakuru that are inviting to their baby shower are my dad, Touya, Kaho, Tomoyo, Meiling, Eriol, Syaoran, and me.

I am supposed to come into the room blinded by a black cloth while everyone sits somewhere around me.

Sonomi can't come because of some sort of meeting in Tokyo.

This is such a burden.

And, oh, right.

The baby shower is tomorrow. Yes, today is still Saturday, and I just received a last minute invitation to Yukito and Nakuru's house.

Is this even about the baby shower anymore? And don't all letters come in at the same time everyday, not every 5 minutes!?

Freakin' Tomoyo.

I whine a bit, glancing out the window. It was twilight.

"I made the outfit for you the first time you received your first letter!" Tomoyo screamed the next day. And in two hours, I have to go to that baby shower

In Tomoyo's designs.

Look, I love her designs! Her clothes are so cute and laid-back! But, um…well…

You could say that the dress I'm going to wear is revealing.

Green, strapless, backless, and shit.

Short! Excuse me.

"I'm going to wear this?!" I said to her. She was jumping around, clapping her hands, squealing. As for me, I lifelessly looked back at the person in the mirror.

That doesn't look like me. No. The Sakura I know fresh-faced, lively, shy…

This one is bug-eyed, bored, and freaked at the fact that she is about to meet the person most important in her life that she forgot about.

At least, that was what Tomoyo just told me.

"You need make-up," she murmurs, over her small celebration and walking to her desk. I was still staring at the mirror.

No way am I going in this.

UGH! CURSE TOMOYO AND HER DICTIONARY!

She literally knocked me out and I am now sitting down on a very soft chair, my head pounding from that book she hit me with. Just because I said I didn't want to wear this skimpy thing.

She's lucky I can't see her or I will personally blow that girl to bitch.

BITS! I MEANT BITS!

JEEZ! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME TODAY?!

Okay, you know what? To hell with this.

I can cuss as much as I w-

"Sakura! I love your dress!" Nakuru exclaimed.

Right… Over-hormonal woman right across from me. If I curse, she would throw a vase at my face. Because of this stupid blindfold, I won't be able to dodge.

Dang.

I smiled at the direction I heard her voice from," Thank you, Nakuru."

"I'm over here, honey."

I quickly turned my head to the left," Oh! Sorry."

"That's all right."

Hearing her speak like an old woman's kind of weird. It seemed like it was only yesterday when she jumped up and down like Tomoyo.

Now…it's different. Everything's different.

I hear vaguely hear Tomoyo and Eriol talking with each other. They were saying something about dictionaries.

Don't worry, Tomoyo; I'll buy you one for your birthday.

While I was smiling to myself of how I'll present the 'gift' to her, a person passed me.

The cherry blossom scent wavered in the air. Quickly, I stood up and reached out randomly. It was him.

TO put it bluntly, instead of feeling some sort of clothing, I fall flat on the floor.

THAT IS IT! Could someone tell me exactly why I tripped?!

"Jeez, Sakura. Still a klutz, aren't you?" SAID THAT VOICE.

I stay silent.

"Sakura? Come on, get up."

I stay quiet.

"Oh my gosh, Sakura!" I hear some people running towards me," Are you okay?"

"I told you Tomoyo; you shouldn't have tied her feet!" came Meiling's scolding voice.

Ah, so that's how I tripped. I think I'll give her two dictionaries.

He was my childhood friend. The petals were all from back then. He preserved them and kept it all in a bottle. I have no idea how he kept them all nice and pink.

Everyone else said I had a polite spirit. I was so kind that he became attracted.

He tried asking me out the day before the storm. I had said yes.

Whoopee.

The day of the storm, I had gone out to pick some daisies. I was struck by lighting when I went underneath a tree because it was raining.

He pushed me there because he thought it was safe. Such is the mind of an innocent little boy.

Ugh…

I completely forgot about him. I have no idea why I still remember Meiling and not him or Eriol. They tried to make me remember.

They said they tried ten times. That's a lot. Only, every single time I saw him, I went to sleep for two months. They made sure I fell asleep during summer vacation, meaning they only tried after school was out.

And I forgot once again.

This was the last time they were going to try. The letter pen pal was a trick, set up by my teacher.

GAH!

He was sour, and hated the fact that I forgot about him. Meiling kept on saying that he didn't want to cooperate with this letter plan thing. Those times that they tried were enough, he had reasoned.

No wonder he didn't want me to write to him at first.

But he was ecstatic when I said I didn't want to give up.

During the times when I stayed at Tomoyo's house, he thought it was fun. Scaring me, I mean. It was like the old times.

I kept falling on top of him back then too.

Oh, this is getting embarrassing…

I ran out of the room.

But then I tripped.

"CAN THE BLINDFOLD BURN FOR TWO SECONDS, PLEASE?!"

"That was a lot of crap you guys fed me," I spat at Tomoyo when we were both outside after she untied me," What was that all about?!"

"You wanted the truth…"she trailed off and looked at the ground.

"I wanted a realistic truth!" I shouted at her.

She gaped at me," What kind of other truth is there?! If you want a "realistic" truth, then the whole thing would be different! Do you want us to lie to you?!"

I didn't glance at her, "I just…expected something else…"

Tomoyo crossed her arms against her chest," Like?"

"Like…oh, gosh, this is some stupid soap opera, isn't it?"

"Sakura! If you're not going to take this seriously, go in there and apologize to Syaoran now!"

"Are we just arguing for the sake of it?" I randomly point out, seeing as I have nothing else to say. I don't want to go back in.

"For the sake of what?!"

"I don't know!"

Tomoyo seems as if she was about to scream at me, but she suddenly whispers," Sakura, look. Syaoran's in there right now, probably regretting this whole thing."

I scoff, but then an idea sprang up in my head.

"What if I…do this little thing?"

"What thing?"

"A thing…"

"WHAT THING?!"

I smirk," Some stuff."

It's not supposed to end there, but that's what I have.

FLAME ME! I DON'T CARE! DO IT! I THINK I'M GONNA WALLOW IN SELF PUNISHMENT RIGHT NOW!

still love you people, tho!

xoxoxoxoxo

Choco