Well, this is a first. I actually updated in less than a week! Yay! But, that's because I have sprig break, which is close to ending.

This is a better chapter compared to the last one. Enjoy!

"Where are we going?" Syaoran asked Sakura. After leaving Syaoran's college (and after Sakura managing to wrestle Syaoran to the ground) they got on the bus together, just to get away.

Sakura shrugged. "I don't know, I just felt like playing hooky with you," She smiled sweetly at him. Unfortunately, Syaoran missed the flirt, which caused Sakura to frown and hit his head.

"Ow! What was that for?!" Syaoran rubbed his head.

Sakura shrugged again. "I don't know, no reason I guess."

Syaoran slumped. "I can't believe I'm missing class for this," he muttered.

Sakura heard him. "Yeah, right. I saw you in the class before I came in. You were drooling over your notebook; and your face was like this." She made an exaggerated face that was meant to look like she was sleeping. "You should be glad I saved you."

Syaoran sighed deeply. "All right, I'm sorry I was acting like a jerk. You didn't deserve that." While he wasn't looking, Sakura smiled softly; a rare occasion.

Sakura tapped his shoulder. "Hey, there's something I want to show you."

"What is it?"

"Next stop we get off, then I'll show you."

Soon the bus stopped, which was nearby a park. They walked around for a while, admiring the weather. Sakura ran ahead for few feet, then plopped down on the grass. She patted the space next to her, telling Syaoran to sit next to her.

She reached into her handbag. "Close your eyes," Sakura said.

Syaoran obeyed, wondering what Sakura was going to present to him. A piece of candy? A sketchbook of awesome drawings? A camera so that they could take pictures together? A pair of panties? Syaoran couldn't help but grin.

"Okay, open your eyes!"

Syaoran opened his eyes. Sakura stared at him. "You weren't thinking anything perverted, were you?"

Syaoran quickly shook his head.

"Oh. Okay, then. Here it is!" Sakura handed him a booklet titled, "Demolition Terminator".

Syaoran flipped through it. "What is this?"

Sakura stood up and spread out her arms dramatically. "I want to be a screenwriter when I grow up. And you," she turned and pointed at Syaoran. "Are the first person ever to read one of my many awesome scripts!" She sat down. "What are you waiting for? Start reading!" She smiled cutely.

Syaoran thought a screenwriter would be the last job for Sakura to be in. She didn't look like she was capable of doing anything creative. He merely stared at the front page until Sakura threatened him with a "Wanna die? Start reading." He turned the page and began reading. He became so immersed into it that he didn't notice Sakura stand up and berate a man for discarding his cigarette butt on the ground and for wearing the same color as her, which happened to be blue.

When Syaoran was finished, Sakura was sitting next to him, looking at him expectantly. He gave her back the script, and offered to buy her a drink while he reviewed her script. When he bought her a soda, he started his critique. There was so much mindless violence caused by the main heroine. In the script, the heroine goes on a rampage to find her lover. And in the climax, an unnecessary and unrealistic giant gunfight between her and the enemies took place. The heroine easily dispatches them all and frees her lover. Then the ending was cut short right there.

"There has to be a kiss scene," Syaoran commented while sipping his soda.

Sakura scoffed. "Psh, this isn't some romance or drama film, it's an action film, with a bunch of guns blazing."

"Well, yeah, but us Koreans love dramas."

"Why?"

"Hey, you know that book, 'Shower' by Hwang Sun-won? I couldn't sleep for a week because that book touched my heart like none other. Even other guys would admit that that book is so touching and sad. That book is the perfect example of a drama."

Sakura looked thoughtful. "'Shower'? What's so sad about it?"

Syaoran stared at her. "Didn't you think that it was so romantic, that she wanted to be buried in the clothes reminiscent of her love?"

Sakura shook her head. "The ending was crap. I'll have to change it."

"To what?"

"Instead of being buried in the clothes, her lover has to be buried alive with the girl."

Syaoran said nothing. The ending was too weird, even if not comical. They kept walking aimlessly until they stopped at a dock.

"Sad, isn't it? The lover has to die." Sakura stared wistfully into the water. Again, Syaoran didn't say anything. Sakura spoke again, but to herself. "I think I'm still attached to him, I don't think I'll get over him." she sighed. Syaoran figured she was talking about her boyfriend, but he offered no condolences. Sakura turned to Syaoran and smiled. "How deep do you think the water is?"

Syaoran walked over the edge and looked down. "I don't know, probably really deep. Plus I can't swim." Syaoran didn't get to see a glint in Sakura's eyes as he was still staring into the water's depths.

Sakura scared Syaoran a little by pushing him but catching him just as he was about to fall. "Hey, Syaoran, go in the water."

"What are you saying," Syaoran nervously laughed. "I already told you that – AAAAAAHHH!"

Sakura had shoved Syaoran into the water. Syaoran popped up at the surface, screaming for help. Unfortunately for Syaoran, they were the only ones on the dock, so no help arrived. While Syaoran was splashing about, Sakura just stood there. "Wow, it must be really deep in there," she commented. She watched Syaoran slowly getting tired. "Yeah, it's definitely deep." Then without a moment's hesitation, she dove into the water.

Syaoran stopped splashing for a moment and looked at Sakura in shock and betrayal. What the hell was all that for?!

Sakura turned out to be a strong swimmer, since she was able to drag Syaoran to shore. Syaoran lay on his back on the ground, coughing. Sakura, on the other hand, wasn't even gasping for air. Other than being soaked, she was fine.

Syaoran sat up and looked at Sakura as if she was crazy. "Are you freaking insane?! Why did you push me in the water?! I told you that I couldn't swim, right?! So why the HELL did you push me in for?!"

Sakura didn't say anything. Instead, she stared at the ground. A single tear fell, then more dropped. Syaoran stopped his ranting at Sakura's tears. No words were needed at this time. And how could they say anything? A young girl who is still wrapped up in her grief over her previous lover, and a young man who is such a loser, at the wrong place at the wrong time, and taking the brunt of the girl's rehabilitation.

Sakura sneezed. Syaoran gently picked her up, making her stand upright. He wrapped an arm around her. "Come on, let's get you somewhere warm."

As they were walking, Sakura sniffled, "I'm sorry, too."

Yeah, I added and took out some stuff from the movie.

I took out the amusement park because not much really happened there. I added the extra dialogue to make the story like a romance drama. On that note, I'm a guy, just to let you know.

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