Sakura stared at the tape at her feet, feeling her tenseness calm down, she bent over slightly, grabbing it and examining it. It didn't look rigged, but one could never be sure. The bed creaked as she moved to the edge of the bed, swinging her legs off as she turned on her cheap TV and popped the tape into the VCR. Sighing, she walked to the other side of the room, picking up her gun and inspecting it for damage. Satisfied, she shoved it back under her pillow and picked up the black remote to the VCR, and pressed the triangle that represented play. She leaned back, taking good care to take in every detail of the video. Raising an eyebrow, she saw the same man who had broken in her place, in what seemed like an empty white walled, room.
"Hello, Sakura Minaimo. My name is a detail you don't need to know. Sorry, just to be on the safe side..."
He scratched his head and smiled, but then went back into serious mode.
"Anyways, your probably wondering I broke into your house, and are making you watch this video. I had to... test you in a way. And you seem more than worthy for our... needs. For more information, go to the big clearing in the forest, Saturday, which gives you 5 days to think about it, considering it is Sunday NIGHT. Remember, I know what's most precious to you..."
Gulping, Sakura thought a moment. This COULD be a trap. But something about that last statement made her uneasy. Scoffing, she laid back down and slammed her eyes shut. This man was weaker than her anyway, with no style or honor! If he tried anything, he would be gone in a flash. And so she slept, thinking about the next day at school and the tape she just watched, and clutching her sword like she was before this incident.
Sakura yawned, throwing the alarm clock against the wall, shattering it. If there was one thing she hated, it was Mondays. Stretching her arms above her head, she glanced around with tired crimson eyes, throwing the blanket off of her and dragging herself out of bed. She had to force herself to walk to her white closet, but never the less she did, and grabbed her navy blue school uniform and undergarments.
After making her way into the bathroom, she quickly pulled her work shirt she was still wearing over her head, and slipped her work skirt down her legs as well. Glancing around, almost paranoid, she quickly shedded her underclothes and replaced them. Finally, she pulled her navy blue, long sleeved shirt on, and pulled up her matching knee length skirt. After pulling her white socks on, she grabbed her Mary-Janes and backpack and headed out the door without a second glance toward her kitchen.
Throwing the bag over her shoulder, she pushed the down button on the elevator and pulled her shoes on. The familiar dinging sound came on and the doors opened. After she climbed in the elevator, she pushed the ground level button and felt herself be pulled down after the doors shut. Striding across the lobby, she pushed open the door and once outside, began walking down the sidewalk.
She opened her bag and pulled out a hairbrush, gently running it through her long hair, and pulling it up into her usual ponytail high on her head. Gently placing the brush back in her bag, she noticed she was at the bus stop and sat down quietly on the bench, letting her thoughts gather as she glanced up at the sunny sky. Surely Kuramei wasn't serious about being friends with her, was he? What person would even glance her way much less speak to her and want to be acquainted with her.
The bus came to a screeching stop, bringing her out of her thoughts, as she boarded it silently, ignored the hateful looks directed toward her from students that had gotten on at previous stops. She grabbed one of the poles as the old bus jerked forward and waited patiently until they arrived at school.
Arriving she was met with the familiar sight of many groups of friends, popular or not, and sighed wishing that she belonged to one, as she walked off the bus and over to the large cherry blossom tree that she liked. Sitting down, she reached into her bag and pulled out a book, opening it and getting lost in the text.
When the bell rang, she sat up and walked into the school, navigating through the halls and to her locker as she grabbed her Geometry book and red binder, throwing her bag in it and shutting it quietly. She was making her way to her geometry class when she was stopped by a voice shouting her way.
"Sakura! Hey, wait up!" It was Kuramei. Sakura's eyes widened at the thought of him remembering her much less wanting to speak to her. She slowly turned to see the boy smiling at the fact she acknowledged him and running to catch up. Stopping a few feet from her, he bent down and placed his hands on his knees, panting as he looked up and grinned at her.
"Hey Sakura, what's up?"
"Oh, not much. I'm surprised you even remember me Kuramei, wouldn't expect one of the cool kids to even look my way." He snorted at being called a cool kid and replied in an annoyed voice.
"Psh, I'm only a cool kid because I have good looks and grades. The people I'm surrounded by that call me 'friend' don't really know me. Just like the people that call you 'enemy' and such don't really know you. I simply see it as we are the two kids know one knows a single fact about."
She was shocked at the statement, but suddenly the bell rang, so she glanced at him in a panic and uttered a goodbye before dashing off to Geometry, thinking about what he said about them.