Disclaimer : I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura nor Baka and Test.

Is it true fanfiction is deleting fanfics that do not have a disclaimer? *Is scared*

Anyways, I didn't reach the goal of 20 reviews (Nice of you guys) But, I wrote this anyway. Thank you to :

Crown of Diadem, Angelic Sakura Blossom, BlizzardNight and NerdoftheWorld for reviewing. Here, internet cookie.

WARNING : CRACK PAIRING I HOPE NOBODY WILL EVER SHIP


Sakura stepped out of her house, all dolled up with a white purse and tight fitting red dress which mimicked the chinese cheongsam* made by yours truly, Tomoyo, who obviously took the whole "I'm going out with Syaoran this Saturday" thing 's dress was revealed on Friday. It was a rush job that had her spending her nights sewing and designing.

And, thanks to that, I had to make rush plans with Syaoran-kun out of guilt, Sakura grumbled, walking up to her front gate where Syaoran stood, wearing a tuxedo shirt (cheap!) and holding something behind his back.

"S-S-Sakura...you look...nice, I mean, lovely, I, I, mean..." Syaoran shoved the bouquet of flowers into her face. Even though he had his face to the ground, Sakura could tell he was blushing madly. Typical tsundere anime kid. She wanted to laugh but, instead, giggled slightly and accepted the bouquet.

"They're beautiful, Syaoran-kun," Sakura said, embracing him which caused the poor boy to blush even more.

She heard a rustle and realised Tomoyo and possibly even her sidekick, Kero was hiding in the bushes filming every moment. Releasing Syaoran quickly, Sakura grabbed his hand and dragged him in the direction of the cinema.


"What are we going to watch, Syaoran-kun?" Sakura asked, looking up at the many movie posters hanging on the wall.

"You can choose, Sakura," Syaoran said, tugging on her hand, slyly trying to pull her away from the posters for chick flicks. "But, why don't we get something to eat first?"

"Hehe, boys, always thinking of their stomachs first."

"I'm...sorry..."

"Don't worry, I'm just kidding, lets get something to drink," Sakura agreed, heading in the direction of the snack counter.

Phew, Syaoran thought, got her away from those girly movies before anything could catch her eye.

"Minami! Akihisa! Himeji!"

Syaoran turned to see his girlfriend talking to three individuals he had seen around in school from time to time.

"Syaoran, meet my classmates, Minami, Himeji and Akihisa."

"Hey."

"Hello!"

"What are you doing here?" Akihisa asked.

"Bird watching. The parrot over there's exotic, don't you think?" Syaoran said, pointing to a stuffed parrot that sat on a pirate model's shoulder as promotion for some pirate movie.

Akihisa was about to respond to that when a familiar female's voice called out : "I've found you now!"

Minami scanned the area for the owner of the voice, only confirming her greatest fear : Miharu.

"Crap!" Minami shoved the other two into a random cinema hall. "Sorry Sakura, but we'll have to talk to you at school. Right now we have to catch..." she looked up at the screen to see, in large letters, the title of the movie, "The Ring IN 3D?"

This was followed by a loud, "YES!" from Akihisa and a squeal of horror from Himeji which received a lot of angry shushes from the other viewers. Minami looked back to see Miharu running towards them, "I guess we're going to have to take our chances," she said before closing the door and joining her friends.


What Miharu did next surprised Sakura. A lot. Instead of following Minami into the cinema like a regular psycho lesbian stalker would do, she jumped onto Syaoran, hugging him, arms around his neck as if they were in a relationship.

"What are you doing?" Sakura cried, not knowing whether to tug her off or call the police for the probable homicide of a teenager.

"I told myself, I would never love a guy, but you are the only exception, Li Syaoran," she squealed, ignoring Sakura. "I felt my heart beat race when I saw you for the first time, leaving that horrible wreck of a class called Class F.

"I'm from that class!" Sakura snarled.

Once again, Miharu ignored Sakura.

Instead, she waved three tickets under Syaoran's nose for an adventure movie that Sakura never liked.

"I bought this for us, and her," Miharu said, giving Sakura the evil eye.

"Thanks." Syaoran said, taking the tickets.

"Are we really going to watch that?" Sakura whispered to him.

"Why not? It's a free movie."

Sakura had no choice but to follow him. Whether she liked Miharu or not, she wasn't going to waste anybody's money. Or let anyone spend their time in a dark cinema with her boyfriend without her there.

She looked around for the always close by Tomoyo (in a way she was a lot like Miharu) but she wasn't there. Of course. What happened to I'll always be there for you, whenever you need it? Sakura thought, probably in my kitchen baking a cake for Kero.

And, that was exactly what Tomoyo was doing.


"That movie. Was absolutely awful." Sakura groaned out loud.

Okay, maybe the movie wasn't that bad. It was actually just Miharu tugging on Syaoran and trying to put her head on his shoulder. Or, maybe, it was her "quietly" whispering, "OH MY GOSH! DID YOU SEE THAT?" every few seconds.

"I'm going to the ladies room," Miharu sang, "stay here, okay?" Winking, she left Syaoran with Sakura.

Well, who was going to listen to her?

"Syao-chan! I'mreallyhungrynow, letsgotothatRamenplace?Pleasepleaseplease? LET'S GO!" Sakura babbled, fearing Miharu would pop out of the toilet at any moment. Not listening to what Syaoran had to say about it, she grabbed his arm and ran off.


Reaching the restaurant and leaving Miharu at the mall created a new sense of awkwardness around the couple.

"I heard this place is amazing. Tomoyo eats here all the time."

"Yeah..."

"..."

Sakura begged for something, anything to break the tension.

"Hello again, Syaoran, you weren't there when I got out so I figured you were here."

Okay, maybe not anything.

Again? Sakura thought in horror. She was now seriously thinking of calling the cops. But not for homicide.

Miharu stood next to them, smiling, a little sadistically.

"Are you hungry, Syaoran-kun?" Sakura cringed a little when she called him by his first name. "I sure am."

"I guess..."

Miharu moved in on his seat, sitting a little too close to him for anyone's comfort.

"Food's here, Syao-chan, can I have some?" She flirted, picking up chopsticks and taking whatever she wanted without permission.

Sakura...was disgusted.


"I'll walk you home, Sakura," Syaoran said, after the "dinner" which Miharu ate most of.

"Thank you," she answered, glad that she hadn't been completely forgotten.

"You'll walk me home too, right?" Miharu cried, hanging on to his left arm.

"S-s-sure."


Sakura stood on the sidewalk, leaning against her house's front gate for support as she watched Miharu and Syaoran walk back together.

"Sakura-chan? What's wrong?" Tomoyo (who finally makes an appearance) asked, handing her a piece of cake, worried for her best friend.

Sakura didn't answer. She was too busy looking for the word to describe her emotions.

A mix of anger and sadness? Oh that's right. It was something she rarely felt and hated to feel.

Jealousy.


*cheongsam - The thing Sakura is wearing in the fanfic cover. It's pretty much just a body hugging dress with patterns all over it. In other words, the dresses those girls wear in Chinese dramas that take place in the olden days.

I'mreallyhungrynow, letsgotothatRamenplace?Pleasepleaseplease? LET'S GO! =

I'm really hungry now, lets go to that Ramen place? Please please please? LET'S GO!

Listened to Hoppipolla (by Sigur Ros) while writing this ... did it help my writing in any way? XD

Since the reviews didn't reach 20, the number has been increased to 25. I'm sorry, but it's the only way anybody ever reviews. No spamming or the reviews won't be counted or the number will be increased.