To know one another

Author - Trees are Green (TaG)

Summary - Sakura Kinomoto, the name known all over the school as the popular girl (but longing not to be) with a gentle core (which remains hidden) who all the guys like; Syaoran Li, the new guy at the school who's shy and mysterious. When these two meet each other, will they become one? Read if you're interested... R&R

Disclaimer - As much as I could dream, the mentioned characters don't belong to me. Just the plot...

What Happened Previously...

This will be the beginning of something. She (Tomoyo) thought mysteriously to herself...

Chapter Three - Walking Back Home

Class is really quite boring, Sakura thought, as the end of the school day drew near. On the one hand, she couldn't wait to get out of the jail in which they were required to attend six days a week. But, on the other hand, she had to go walking with some idiot who she barely knew, and from Tomoyo's terms 'acquaint' herself to him. No way, that is not humanly possibly. There is no way I'm gonna be involved with this 'In Crowd' wannabe. Sorry Tomoyo, but I'm gonna ditch the new guy from today till Armageddon.

Sakura frowned as she finished up the maths equation she was on; maths on a Thursday afternoon was no fun, seeing as she was as brilliant as the smart ass, Raiku. Not. Gosh, and the fact that counting figures in the afternoon was easy on the brain? Yeah right... Tomoyo glanced at Sakura, seeing her pained expression, and wrote up a note.

(A/N The following will be written as follows: Sakura and Tomoyo)

What's up?

The ceiling baka

You know what I mean.

Well, simply put it: I AM NOT GOING WITH YOUR PLAN.

Wow. You must be quite stressed about it I see Sakura-chan?

Newsflash. Though 'stressed' isn't the keyword, it's-

"Is that a note I see Kinomoto-san?" The teacher called from the front, in which Sakura replied, "No sensei." and doodled through her book, after throwing away the note into the bin. Tomoyo sighed, and decided to confront her after class ended. Syaoran, who sat directly behind Sakura was smirking, but changed his expression instantly when the brunette turned around and glared at him, for no reason. It wasn't his fault that she was so… beautiful. There go my hormones again… Syaoran thought to himself, and waved it away pretty quick. When Sakura only continued to give him a menacing look, Syaoran waved his arms in front of him, mouthing 'peace'. He didn't exactly want to cause any trouble on the first day with Sakura, who looked pretty pissed off anyway; he worried if he would survive the afternoon walking back with her… Oh dear…

Sakura frowned, and turned back to the front. Continuing to doodle in her maths book, she felt numerous pairs of eyes on her, but she didn't bother to look up from her desk, but drew. Then the bell rang. Thank goodness, Sakura applauded inside her head, anymore of this crap and I'll beat the crap outta whoever next decides to communicate with me.

"So class, remember to finish off exercise 49 and to do page 103 in your maths homework book." The teacher called out to everyone as they left the class, Sakura at the front. Tomoyo rushed after her best friend and grabbed the collar of her shirt,

"Gosh Sakura, what's bugging you? Ever since that guy came you've been extra moody." She glanced over her shoulder to see Syaoran approaching them, Tomoyo (mock) gasped, "Oh my, I have to go now, see ya'll tomorrow then! Maybe we could all party at Syaoran's aye Sakura?" She winked and ran off, leaving Sakura and Syaoran staring after her in either a) confusion or b) a very murderous-like fashion. Guess who did that.

Sakura glared at Syaoran, "Let's go then." And so she went off, with Syaoran running after her, making onlookers stare after them, and fans running after the pair.

What the hell. Syaoran thought as he heard guys behind him scream out numerous comments, which would prefer not to be mentioned here. He just continued running after Sakura who was going to get out of his sight even if he was quite a fast runner, at both short and long distance.

Sakura looked back and saw a heap of a crowd trailing them; she waited for Syaoran to catch up and grabbed his hand, sprinting towards a shop which was nearby. She ran along the fence line and let go of Syaoran's hand quickly, leaping across the fence. She waited impatiently for Syaoran to climb over, and so she continued down a lone alleyway which led to a small but posh street.

Well, that saves about ten minutes of walking I guess… Syaoran thought to himself, and hurried after Sakura as she went over to the other side of the street where their houses were located. A creamy green house with two stories and a tidy garden was Sakura's house. Next to it, a brick flat which was small in size but looking like a modern town house greeted Syaoran. The two stared at the flat which Syaoran would occupy. Boxes of furniture and belongings were in the driveway, and Syaoran eyed them sadly; he wouldn't have much time to take a break from since arriving and would instead have to organize the little flat to his liking.

Sakura seeing Syaoran looking glum decided to speak. "Do you want help moving in?"

Syaoran glanced across to Sakura, her face was just staring back at him, and so he shrugged, and then grinned. "If Thy Highness can bear the weight of my own heavy boxes." He avoided a slap which was aimed at his face from Sakura and took out a key from his pocket. Taking a bundle of boxes with him, he unlocked the door and went in. Sakura frowned, and decided to help. Finding an average sized box, she carried it with her into the flat.

She approached Syaoran in the hallway, who told her, "Just take it to the lounge, straight ahead. I'll sort it out later." Sakura sighed as he left, and continued walking. The room she went into looked like a lounge/dining room, quite small, but still good in its own way. Sakura wondered about what Syaoran had brought with him, she had noticed that there were quite a lot of boxes sitting on the driveway. She placed the box down by the other boxes and went back outside, meeting Syaoran who was carrying a few more boxes with him.

Outside the flat, hidden behind a bush sat a teenager boy with dark blue hair, and dark eyes to match. Round glasses framed his face, and a smirk was showing on his face as he looked through binoculars to see through the windows of the flat. He looked through the lenses and saw two people drifting in the flat with boxes and out without. A cell phone rang a repetitive tune, and the boy fished the phone out of his coat pocket to answer it.

"Hello?" The boy asked.

"Hi Eriol! How's the spying going?" The familiar voice of Tomoyo sang through the receiver.

"Er…" Eriol faultered for a second, then continued, "There's nothing much going on here. They're just moving in. What were you expecting? Wait – I don't want to know…"

From the other side of the line, a feminine laugh can be heard. Tomoyo replied, "Don't worry; I'll come over soon 'kay? Until then, just keep an eye on them for me! See you soon honey!"

Eriol sweat-dropped and muttered "Bye…" and pressed the 'disconnect' button. He then put his phone away and went back to looking through his binoculars.

Sakura and Syaoran had placed most of the smaller boxes inside; now they were just dealing with the large boxes plus the furniture. They both had been reluctant to assist each other with the boxes, but in the end decided that one wouldn't want to be responsible for the other to have broken a bone because of the weight of the boxes. Groaning, the two lifted up a particularly heavy box, and walked inside the flat.

"Ouch! What was that for!" Syaoran exclaimed as he crashed into the wall behind him.

"Well you need to look after yourself dear Syaoran. There is such a thing as independence." Sakura replied jokingly. Syaoran just groaned and gripped harder on the box which they were both holding. Sakura was sighing inwardly; she had some house chores to be working on, and with addition to the homework she had gotten that day, would she have time to do it all that night? Instead, she was just helping out some random guy she had met just that day to move into his new house. Wait… this guy can't be by himself can he? What happened to his family?

"Syaoran…" Sakura asked as they reached the lounge.

"What?" He muttered, and put the box down with Sakura.

"Where's your family?" She queried him. Sakura hadn't realised until then, but she hadn't seen any adults around the place, or siblings. "Are you just staying here by yourself?"

"Yeah… Now come on, there's still some stuff outside to get." Syaoran said, ignoring the first question and quickly exiting the room. Sakura puzzled over his answer and followed after him, before she heard him yell:

"Who the hell are you? Get out of my house!"

The victim who was bellowed at was none other than Eriol. "Sorry Sir, but I was invited along with my Lady Mistress to visit this fine, er, housing location."

"Lady Mi-" Syaoran began but stopped when he saw Tomoyo. "Oh yeah."

"Are you startled by the loveliness of my Lady Mistress? So amazed that you are speechless?" Eriol lightly laughed. Syaoran gave him a glare.

"No. And even if I may have invited Daijoujii to come over- wait, when did I? Er, anyway, who said you could come in?" Syaoran sternly asked Eriol.

Sakura, who was directly behind Syaoran shoved him into Eriol, pushing them out of the way of the narrow corridor into the bathroom, "If you didn't notice, people are trying to get through. Oh hi Eriol." She greeted Eriol, while sending a glare at Syaoran's head (Syaoran is lying face down on the floor, with Eriol lying under him. What a strange position). Tomoyo giggled, and went inside the bathroom to help the two up- "Eriol, what have you done?"- while Sakura went outside again.

Eriol was protesting wildly, while Syaoran had got up and left the bathroom. He had no idea who the hell that guy had been, talking about Tomoyo being his 'Lady Mistress' and trespassing through his property. Were people really all like that baka (stupid idiot) who had just passed into his presence? He sincerely hoped that what's-his-name would leave him alone. Syaoran went outside and found Sakura struggling to lift up a sofa.

"Muscle Woman? I think not. Let me help you out there young one." He said to Sakura, who rolled her eyes effortlessly, and promptly dropped the sofa. She grabbed the sofa again, and Syaoran this time took hold of the other side of the sofa. They lifted it up together, and for a moment, they just stood there, holding the sofa but looking across at each other.

"Why are you looking at me?" Sakura asked, talking over the uncomfortable silence which had been created.

"Er…" Syaoran mumbled, and he felt his face slowly turning red…

"Caught in the act, oh my gosh! This is totally a 'Kodak Picture Moment!" Tomoyo screamed excitedly, and took out her trusty video camera. She shone it at Syaoran, who instantaneously turned his face away from the lenses.

"What the hell are you doing Daijoujii?" He muttered, willing the colour in his face to return to normal, he hoped that no one had actually notice the tone of his face…

"Tomoyo, it would be useful if you dropped that damn video camera and gave us a hand. My arms are getting sore holding this thing." Sakura told her friend, who slung the camera around her neck and called to Eriol: "Eriol honey, come and help!"

A moan from inside the flat answered back, "I'm fine; after being collapsed onto, I'm not especially willing to have a sofa on me."

Tomoyo sighed, and took hold of another side of the sofa, so then the trio carried the sofa into the house.

When the group had finally rearranged the flat to Syaoran's liking - after moments of "Get out of my way freak!" (Sakura) and "Hey where's that room dude?" (Eriol) and "Look at this kawaii (cute) wallpaper!" (Tomoyo) and "Would everyone just shut the hell up!" (Syaoran) - They were now sitting down in the lounge; Tomoyo and Eriol on the sofa, Sakura relaxing on the lazy-boy and Syaoran on a stool.

He stood up, and asked everyone, "So does anyone want a drink? Though I've run out of tea-bags."

Sakura called out, "You got coke?" Syaoran nodded, and pulled out a pad of paper enclosed with a pen. Tomoyo said, "Mocha?" He nodded again, and looked at Eriol. He replied, "Just water thanks mate, with a cherry on top!"

Syaoran decided not to question Eriol's behaviour and repeated, "So one coke, one mocha and one glass of water… with a cherry? Wait, make that two, one without cherry and yeah." He quickly scribbled on the pad and wrote something. "Alrighty then; your drinks will be served shortly." Syaoran went into the kitchen which was directly next to the lounge/dining room. Sakura raised an eyebrow over the waiter-like manner of Syaoran, and shrugged to the others who looked amused. Tomoyo begin a conversation.

"So Sakura-chan, what do you think of Syaoran's flat?" Tomoyo asked Sakura genuinely.

"Well, it's alright I guess. But why does he have to be my next-door neighbour? What's a moron like him doing around here?" Sakura sighed. She really didn't want Syaoran to be a nuisance; her life was a living hell practically (Or so in Sakura's opinion anyway).

"Ah, as usual, one is cruel to another is that right Sakura?" Eriol asked her, and when she just glared at him, Eriol grinned and continued, "Well, be nice to the guy alright? He's new here; you know that, I know that. Think how he might feel. He's probably wishing he was back at home as much as what you're hoping I guess. But since he's here, try to be nice to him 'kay? Not like how you treat all those 'other people'."

Sakura frowned, and leaned back on the lazy-boy. She didn't actually know what Syaoran's intentions were, but as long as they had nothing to do with her, she'd be all good. She did not want to be seen with someone like him; he was bound to be some attention-seeker or something along those lines… Sakura voiced her opinion aloud to the others, and Tomoyo laughed at her.

"Syaoran won't do that. I'm honest." She stated when Sakura shot her a glare this time. "He's got far more important, er, things, to be dealing with at the moment. Chill out Sakura, I swear, he's not trying to make any kinda move on ya!"

Eriol and Sakura looked wildly at Tomoyo. They certainly hadn't expected that. Eriol was looking quite amused now, and Sakura had a look set to kill. Fortunately (or not), Syaoran had just come in from the kitchen with a tray of drinks as he had mentioned. Sakura had stood up, deep in thought, and was walking directly to the front door, thus… crashing into Syaoran.

PAUSE

UNPAUSE

"Why the &$!& didn't you move out of the way!" Sakura shrieked at Syaoran, who was staring at Sakura. Her shirt was soaked, from the amount of solutions which had split over her. Syaoran was also damp, but not as much seeing as he had been wearing an apron at the time. Honestly, an apron. The other two at the couch listened to the scene unfolding.

"Pervert!" Sakura shrieked at Syaoran again, and grabbed Tomoyo's cup which still contained a small portion of Mocha and threw the contents at him. She then ran off, grabbing her satchel on the way (still holding the cup which had previously contained Mocha). The trio left in the room felt the presence of astonishment wash over them. Eriol was blinking repetitively, while Tomoyo stood up, and went to the kitchen to find some cleaning aids.

Syaoran meanwhile, was pondering what he had done, to make Sakura so mad at him.

A/N That's it! Chapter Three! Reviews are accepted of course! I'm so terribly sorry that I haven't uploaded anything recently. The usual excuses: homework, chores, activities. They consume all of my time. But hey, if you're lucky, I might just be fortunate enough to be more regular in my writing! Hehe… Oh btw:

NOTICE

Still looking for suitable names for a character which I will introduce in a later chapter. This character will have a reasonable amount of involvement in the storyline.