Pretty Girl
A/n I am so sorry this has taken so long but you see I started typing this out a very long time ago, but then my computer froze on me when I was almost half way done and I had to restart my computer and found out that almost everything except two sentences of what I typed was gone! Well all I can say about that is I went into a bit of depression from my story and didn't feel like writing for awhile until yesterday I got a review that told me to update and I realized that…I have fans! Anyways I hope this chapter is good enough considering how long you guys had to wait for it. I also may not be updating my other stories until about three weeks because I have exams coming up and I really need to study…I'm not really doing so hot in some classes.
Jenni: thanks for reminding me about the story and letting me know I was pissing people off :P
Broadway Belle: I know Hairspray is amazing! I wish I could see it again…I bought the old DVD but it just wasn't the same when they didn't sing Mama I'm a Big Girl Now.
J.F.Mitchell: There probably will be but this is more focused on Sakura and Syaoran, I may focus a little on them later.
bright-eyesxX: yeah they are great bands and yeah I'm kind of not exactly looking forward to them becoming friends because it may not be as funny :P but they will eventually.
-Kori Kage Tenshi-: I know eh? The teacher he's based off of is a retard in real life too! I'm so happy that school is ending so I never have to be in his class ever again!…hopefully.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS, CLAMP does. I do own this plot though, but the song the story is based off of belongs to Sugarcult and the song mentioned in this chapter belongs to Motley Crue…I own my love for both songs though and that has to count for something right?
Recap of chapter 7…
Syaoran smiled at the memory as he walked into class carrying the doll like he was supposed to. He cringed when the bell rang and Iwao-sensei walked in. He knew he was going to be mocked.
After attendance was taken Iwao looked over at him and smirked. Syaoran felt dread come over him.
"Mr. Li, I wasn't aware that teenage boys played with dolls," the class laughed and Syaoran sank into his seat.
'Damn you Kinomoto!' his mind screamed in embarrassment.
Chapter 8: Out of your head
Syaoran gave a sigh of relief when he realized what today was. Today was the day Kinomoto came back after her suspension.
He pushed his stroller down the hall ignoring all the snigger people who were watching him. Although this had been going on for the past two days, he still felt extremely embarrassed every time they laughed at him. He sighed with relief when he arrived at his locker. He quickly took the doll out of the stroller and held it in one arm while the other squeezed the stroller in the small space known as his locker. He grabbed his books for math and held them with one arm and some how got his locker closed and started heading to class not even worrying about finding his friends, they were part of the kids that mocked him because of the doll; lucky bastards all had girl partners that were taking care of them. He was really starting to notice the gender biased issues going around the school. This was mostly because the girls with dolls didn't get made fun of but he being a guy did. He couldn't wait to get Kinomoto to hold the doll for once.
Walking towards his class, still ignoring all the funny looks he was receiving, he saw Kinomoto walking down the hall with her books on her way to math. The only thought going through his head was, "Thank god!"
He ran as fast as he could dodging other hallway pedestrians until he came right in front of Sakura Kinomoto. She had her headphones on as usual and was staring at him blankly wondering what he was doing standing in front of her. He yanked the headphones off her ears making her give a shout of protest but he just ignored her. He shoved the doll into her arms with a force that made her stumble backwards a bit. Before she could ask what the hell he thought he was doing he spoke quickly.
"Us partners, parenting class, embarrassed me enough, your turn," and he ran off to class before she could say anything to him making her watch his retreating figure run down the hallway.
When he arrived in class, he sighed as he sat in his desk, "That went well," he said to himself.
The class started filling up as the first bell went off. Right before the last bell rang, Kinomoto came trudging into the classroom with a not so happy look on her face. She was still carrying the doll and textbooks and glaring daggers at him. Iwao-sensei saw her standing there with the doll and announced to the class.
"Why Miss Kinomoto, you are by far the last person I would consider mother material, what is Mrs. Yuzuharu thinking?"
The class erupted in laughter and agreement as Sakura glared at all of them before taking her seat and ignoring the embarrassment she just had to endure. Syaoran watched her take her seat and felt a bit of respect for her over come him.
"She took the laughter of the first day a lot better than I did…" he thought to himself.
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Sakura had been miserable all day thanks to the doll that Syaoran had shoved into her arms this morning. She had to deal with people all day telling her she wasn't the mother type because of her personality. She had almost lashed out on Mr. Iwao when he had said that to her in front of the whole class. It wasn't her fault she was forced to take the class, not like she was actually doing well in the class, but still. With this project she would have to do a decent job just because it was part of Li's mark too. She may not be the nicest person around but she wasn't going to take someone down with her in her spiral of failure when that someone didn't deserve it. And he had said he wanted to be her friend…even though she didn't want friends, it was nice and she would feel guilty for once if she caused him to fail. He wasn't that bad a guy.
As she started to leave the school she heard someone call out to her, she for once wasn't wearing her headphones. She was also still upset when Li had pulled them right off of her ears…but she wasn't going to tell him that. She looked over and saw Li running towards her with a…stroller?
She stopped walking as he ran up to her dragging the stroller with him. When he got there he placed the stroller in front of her. "I've been using this to push the doll around for the past few days, you can use while it's your turn with the doll."
She stared at him with no expression, "Why don't you take this stupid doll? I don't want it," she tried to hand over the doll to him but he wouldn't take it.
"Are you kidding? I've had to take care of that stupid piece of plastic for three days now. If I have to wake up for a fourth night in a row at three AM to it crying…I'll die!"
Sakura sighed annoyed, "So I HAVE to take care of it tonight?"
"Take care of him for the next three days and we can each take care of him for half the day each on the fourth day, that way it's even time spent with it and by then, it'll be time to hand it in."
"I guess that works," she sighed sadly until a thought struck her and she shouted, "HEY! Since when is the doll a boy? Why can't it be a girl?"
Syaoran shrugged and smirked, "I was the one here the day he was assigned, therefore I am given the right to choose if it's a boy or girl."
"That's not fair," Sakura frowned.
"Your fault for getting suspended," he replied and turned to walk away.
As he was walking, Sakura shouted to his back before she started to head home, "Than I'm going to name him!" the only response she got was him raising his left arm to wave while he continued walking forward not even looking at her.
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When Sakura arrived home she realized that she was home earlier than usual and realized that she never had detention that day. To say she was surprised was an understatement. This was the first time since fourth grade that she had not had a detention. "That suspension must have done something to thing to me…" she mumbled to herself.
She headed up the stairs to her room carrying her doll. When she arrived in her room, she sat down on her bed Indian style and held the doll up to her face.
"So he decided that you're going to be a boy. I'm going to decide what your name is going to be though okay?" she asked as if the doll was listening. "Now this name has to be absolutely perfect. Maybe I'll get some inspiration soon. But now I also want a child of mine to like and appreciate good music, so I'm going to put the radio on for you okay?"
She walked up to her stereo and put on her favourite radio station and listened to the song that was coming on.
Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood
Deals down in Hollywood
Got a '65 Chevy with primered flames
Traded for some powdered goods
Jigsaw Jimmy, he's runnin' a gang
But, I hear he's doin' okay
Got a cozy little job
Sells the Mexican mob
Packages of candy cane
Sakura paused just standing in the middle of her room just listening to the song. "I know I know this song…" she muttered to herself. She waited patiently until she could hear the chorus.
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes you feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein
Realization dawned on her as she heard the chorus. She couldn't believe she hadn't figured it out immediately.
Cops on the corner always ignore
Somebody's gettin' paid
Jimmy's got it wired
Law's for hire
Got it made in the shade
Got a little hideaway, does business all day
But at night he'll always be found
Sellin' sugar to the sweet
People on the street
Call this Jimmy's town
"Oh my god, how could I not recognize this song? This is the greatest song by this band of all time! Do you hear this song son? This is forever going to be your favorite song." She continued to talk to the doll like it was a real person.
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes you feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
"I think I may know exactly what I'm going to name you…" she trailed off continuing to listen to the song.
got one thing you'll understand (Dr. Feelgood)
He's not what you'd call a glamorous man (Dr. Feelgood)
Got one thing that's easily understood (Dr. Feelgood)
He's the only one they call Dr. Feelgood
Oh, yeah
She sat down on the bed picking up the doll and continued to listen to the song playing.
He'll tell you he's the king of these Barrio streets
Movin' up from Shangra-La
Came by his wealth as a matter of luck
Says he never broke no law
Two-time loser runnin' out of juice
Time to move out quick
Heard a rumor goin' round
Jimmy's goin' down
This time it's gonna stick
Listening to the song she knew exactly what she was going to name this doll.
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes you feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
"What are the odds that Motley Crue would play while I'm trying to think of a name?" she whispered to herself.
Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand (Dr. Feelgood)
Some people call him and evil man (Dr. Feelgood)
Let him introduce himself real good (Dr. Feelgood)
He's the only one they call Dr. Feelgood
She started mouthing the words to Dr. Feelgood, she had decided she would reveal the doll's new name once the song was over.
I've got one thing you'll understand (Dr. Feelgood)
He's not what you'd call a glamourous man (Dr. Feelgood)
Got one thing that's easily understood (Dr. Feelgood)
He's the only one they call Dr. Feelgood
She didn't like to let people know, but Motley Crue was one of her favourite bands. To say she was happy when they got back together would be an understatement. Ecstatic was more like it.
Dr. Feelgood repeat
When the song had finished she picked up the doll and held him to her room like Rafiki the baboon did on the Lion King when Simba was being presented to the pride lands…only this time there was really nothing to present him to except maybe a stereo, TV, and a bookshelf, and announced his name like it was the most precious thing in the world to her.
"Your name is from this day, after god himself…next to Chuck Norris, Tommy Lee!"
She was all smiles for the rest of the day.
TBC
A/n well there is the next chapter and once again I am so sorry it is so late! I'll try harder next time. Look out for the next chapter of I Write Sins Not Tragedies soon…hopefully. Remember to read and review! Ciao!