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 - I repeat: CARDCAPTOR SAKURA DOESN'T BELONG TO ME! Gosh, ruin my dreams then huh! Jokes :p
What Happened Previously...
"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.
Chapter Four - Situations
Jerk, you stupid jerk. Sakura repetitively swore in her head. Why had she decided to hang out with that idiot? Now, she was the one who was completely pissed off at everyone and everything; stupid Syaoran, stupid Tomoyo and Eriol, stupid school, stupid Touya, wait. She was always pissed off with Touya... But really, Sakura was most pissed off at herself. When had she become so stupid? (A/N Yes, I know, misuse of 'stupidness'...) She shot an evil stare at an innocent bird, and it flew away in fright. Sakura went to the side of the house, where there was a large apple tree, and found a low branch to climb onto; and threw the cup (which actually turned out to be a mug) into her satchel. Making her way up the tree, Sakura looked around the neighbourhood to check if anyone was looking her way. If anyone told Touya she had been covered in Mocha while climbing a tree, well; a certain someone starting with 'T' would be stalking her from day to night, with their endless 'fans' going right after them.
Sakura frowned when she got to the second level of the house; her window wasn't open, and she really needed to go for a shower.
"Damn." She muttered under her breath, and fished out a chain of metallic items from her pocket. Choosing her reliable lock-pick, Sakura picked the lock on her window. Soon enough, it opened, and she sighed with relieve; she had spent too much time out already. Climbing through the window without much difficulty, Sakura locked the window firmly behind her and collapsed onto her soft. Quickly remembering the distinctive scent of Mocha, she leapt from her bed and dashed to her wardrobe. Sakura snatched some clothes and ran out the door, dumping her satchel next to her desk, the mug still inside. She made her way to the bathroom in seconds and slammed the door shut. She slipped off her soiled uniform and jumped into the shower. Sakura began singing into the shower after a few moments; it was a past-time habit.
"Sakura! Shut up!" A male's voice moaned from the room next door. Sakura recognised her brother's voice, and instead, continued to sing, but louder...
"Sakura!" This time, the voice was accompanied by the sound of a fist knocking rather loudly on the wall. Sakura grinned, though she hated her brother, she did enjoy annoying him.
10 Minutes Later...
"S-A-K-U-R-A!" Touya screamed through the door, he was outside the bathroom. "Get out! And shut up!"
The sound of water running suddenly stopped, and a sweet, angelic voice replied, "Fine." Guess who that was.
Sakura changed into her clothes, a see-through black sleeves shirt attached to a white muscle-back singlet with a light pink pleated skirt. She frowned at the skirt, What are you doing in my wardrobe? I thought I threw you out! Then she remembered... Tomoyo had gone out to buy the exact same skirt, again. Damn. Sakura threw her clothes into the clothes basket and went out. She heard distinctive sounds coming from the room next door and smirked, Gosh, he's at it again... Sakura walked to her room and double-locked the door. Now, she was in her sanctuary. Posters of landscape covered her walls, and the largest picture on her wall was a group photo, of Tomoyo, Eriol and herself. Tomoyo and Eriol were practically stuck together, and Sakura had a sneaky look in her eye, but her grin was more genuine. Well... since it turned out that Sakura pushed Tomoyo onto Eriol moments later, well, that would be the reasoning for the sneaky look. Ha! Shame on you guys! Sakura stuck her tongue out at the immobile picture, and a beep rang from the laptop sitting on her desk. She turned around, and the screen had a window blinking rapidly. Sakura went to her desk and sat on the dull computer chair; she clicked on the window at the same time. Piles of emails were sitting in her inbox. She sighed, and deleted most of the lot, except for an email from her father, who was overseas in America for the year. She read and replied automatically to the email and opened another window, her webzine. Sakura added a note to the main page, and the short note turned into a large announcement.
Attention:
For all you losers out there, be warned;
DO NOT MESS WITH ME AT THE MOMENT.
Well, anytime I mean. But especially not now. Nice Sakura's gone out for awhile, trying calling in, let's say ANOTHER TIME. Yeah. Cos I'm pissed off. Or well, Evil Sakura's here now. So if you don't want a decapitated head, I suggest you read the above several times, or however many times it can fit into all those stupid brains of yours. Thanks.
With love, (Evil) Sakura
Sakura directed her anger through her typing, and clicked on the 'done' button when she had finished. Pleased with her entry, Sakura leaned back on her chair, and reached for a book from her bookcase. Ah... the bliss of reading. Sakura relaxed as she found her bookmark, and resumed reading her book.
Back at Syaoran's house, hours earlier, stood Syaoran still holding the steel tray, Tomoyo searching through the kitchen cupboards for a cloth and Eriol pointing his finger directly at Syaoran and laughing his head off.
"Shut up you idiot." Syaoran fumed, and he clutched the tray threatening in his hand. Eriol just continued laughing harder. "Actually, get out of my property. You're trespassing. If you don't leave in, ten minutes, I'm gonna call the cops."
"Sure you will." Eriol smirked, and stuck his tongue out at him. Tomoyo came into the lounge, having found the cleaning aids which she had been searching for, and said,
"Eriol, do you realize who you're dealing with? He's the s-"
Syaoran quickly covered her mouth. "Watch it." He muttered under his breath, and then uncovered her mouth.
"Right!" Tomoyo exclaimed, with Eriol looking at her oddly. "Is there something you haven't told me Tomoyo…?"
"…"
"Huh?"
"…"
"TO-MO-YO." Eriol emphasized her name. Tomoyo just grinned, and replied, "Of course not Eriol." Eriol shoved the thought away of anything suspicious, that word did not fit with Tomoyo.
"Well, I better be going back home; I'll call you later, 'kay?" Eriol grabbed his girlfriend, and kissed her quickly on the lips, with Syaoran looking away, his face flushing a pale colour. Eriol grinned when he had finished, amused with Syaoran's expression, and took Syaoran's hand in his.
"Promise me we'll meet again?" He asked him sincerely.
"Yeah right." was Syaoran's answer.
"See ya tomorrow then! Later!" Eriol waved, and rushed out of the room, and out of the house. Syaoran ran to the door and locked it, while Tomoyo seated herself at the sofa again. She looked around the room; it didn't look that bad at all, she guessed that his family had wanted the flat to be of the 'Li" standards; simple, yet effective. Tomoyo let her hand feel the smooth material of the sofa and thought to herself, Yep, this is definitely Li standards…
Syaoran entered the room again, looking flustered.
"Is your, that-, he always like that?" He asked in an irritated tone to Tomoyo who grinned.
"Yes… He's real genuine isn't he? But don't worry; Eriol can be serious as well."
"… Yeah right…" Syaoran answered sarcastically, then said, "So, about the whole publicity thing-"
"I know. I nearly blew it." Tomoyo started, but continued, "Gosh, it's probably a hard time too; I mean, don't you think people aren't going to notice you here in Japan? You're basically a god here; you have no idea how much people admire you. If news gets out that Syaoran Li, son of Kouji Li is here in lil' Tomoeda, people will most likely do some 'door-to-door search team' to find you…" Syaoran was looking at her oddly.
"That may be, but I highly doubt that that would happen. First of all, I'm using a different name here; it's something like 'Shaoran Kinomoto', not my proper Chinese name 'Li Xiao Lang'. So, that should be ok. Plus, the photo of me which the public has gotten hold of - me when I was ten or so - is completely out of date, seeing as my family don't really specialize in publicity; I won't look alike at all… back then, I had really dark brown hair, but since then, it's gotten lighter, and I've been wearing coloured contacts."
Tomoyo was looking stunned. "Wow. That's a lot of detail that your family put into your secrecy - wait a sec… 'Kinomoto' - that's Sakura's last name! Oh my gosh!"
"Huh…? …You really mean it…" Syaoran looked to Tomoyo, who was in deep thought.
"I'll talk to you later 'kay? There's some serious stuff I have to look up, for your safety. Wait, here's my email address; just talk to me online or email me or whatever, this is important." Tomoyo took out a ball-point pen from her jeans pocket and quickly scribbled on the handkerchief which Syaoran had supplied the drinks with earlier. "Bye!" She smiled, and departed the flat. Syaoran was left alone to stare at the mess which everyone had created previously. Luckily, Tomoyo had already cleaned up the kitchen, along with the spill Sakura had made… He was particularly mad at Sakura; Syaoran just didn't understand what had happened. Yep, that must have been it, a misunderstanding. He went on to clean up the mess created in the lounge.
By this time, Sakura had come out of the house, unnoticed. And by this time - which was quite late into the evening - no feminine beings were lounging out on her front porch, luckily. She sneaked out onto the footpath, and relaxed. Thank goodness Touya hadn't noticed. And now to that house - or should I say 'flat'. Huh, whatever… Though Evil Sakura had been dwelling inside of her, Good Sakura managed to climb out in time, and suggested Normal Sakura to return the mug to Syaoran. She hated to say it, but she felt bad for throwing the Mocha at Syaoran; after all, it wasn't really his fault. What the heck? It wasn't entirely his fault. But some of it was! Sakura shook her head slightly; debating inside of her own head wasn't going to anything, except for a headache which could result…
Sakura quietly went into the property, and took out the mug from her satchel. She gripped it tightly, feeling the coolness of the mug compared to her warm skin. Sakura walked up to the front door and was about to place it on the porch when it suddenly opened.
"Wha-"
"Nothi-"
Syaoran and Sakura stopped speaking at the same time. Sakura fingered the mug nervously, and held it out to him,
"Your mug." She was blushing quite badly.
"Er, thanks. You know, you could have just given it to me tomorrow." Syaoran answered, taking the mug.
"Well how was I supposed to know that you would go out of the house at this time?" Sakura looked down at her feet as she spoke.
"I was just gonna check my letter box, that's what I was going to do." Syaoran stated.
"What?"
"I was going to check my letter box before you came."
"Oh". Then Sakura said, "I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"Spilling Mocha on you." At this point, Sakura's face had turned into a tomato; she didn't even know why herself. Maybe it was the fact that she hadn't been apologizing lately; that would explain her behaviour.
"Huh? I don't care; it's just Mocha. I can just go to the dry-cleaners' or something. Never mind about that." He motioned for Sakura to move out of the way, and he went to the letter box. Sakura followed him, curious to see what he would say about the mail he would get.
"What is all this… mail?" Syaoran asked, as Sakura and he sorted the mail into piles of junk and proper mail. The junk mail was more distinctive than the proper mail, brighter in colour and bundles all together. "So what's this?" Syaoran picked up a plain envelope from the unsorted pile and read the back. His face turned a pale colour. Sakura, being curious, tried to peer over his shoulder.
"Who's it from huh? Your girl-friend?" She laughed, and stuck her tongue out at him.
"No… It's from my mother." , why did I say the truth out of all things! No one else's supposed to know!
"Your 'mother' huh? Real formal huh." Sakura mimicked Syaoran agonized expression, and grinned, "She can't be all that bad can she? Most 'mothers' aren't. Well, at least mine wasn't." Sakura's facial expression slightly faulted, but she hid it. "So what does it say?"
"Ah… Er… Nothing. Hey, you don't need to help me out anymore. Go home; don't you have a family to go to?" Syaoran tried to dismiss her.
"Yeah right; some family. Touya's probably with someone again. But on the other hand, I'm getting sleepy, so better be off. Don't think you'd want my company here." Sakura stood up, and signaled her farewell. She went out the door before Syaoran said anything.
"Bye… Sakura." Syaoran murmured, liking the sound of the name. At the same time though, he puzzled over the different attitude of Sakura's…
Sakura was in bed, and she couldn't get to sleep. Yes, the curtains were shut, her stuffed toy Kero was by her side - yes she was a child at heart - and she had changed, unlike some nights, where she would collapse onto the bed still dressed. Sakura was thinking about how she had acted to Syaoran previous; she felt like she was way nicer than she should have been. You over did it, gosh you idiot. You could have bet him into a bloody pulp or something. Sakura moaned, and pushed Evil Sakura away. Huh, seemed that Syaoran was acting kinda weird himself though, like he's super-secretive about his family or something… whatever.
Sakura yawned, night wasn't really the best time for her to think - well neither was the morning - but for now, all Sakura wanted was a good night's sleep; which she would get.
A/N - So how was that? Yes, it was kinda not what I expected, but alright I guess. I mean Sakura's not always gonna be acting all mean to Syaoran; they're suppose to be friends right? Well, 'forced-to-be friends' by Tomoyo :p but, it's not like they can do anything about it, so what's the point in not interacting with each other? Lol the ending was a bit… sudden; but that's the way it goes! I hope you've liked this chapter, well at least approve of it:D
I'm terribly sorry for not posting in awhile, but I'm pretty sure I mentioned something about 'once a month' or so… You see, a busy person like me can't be expected to post up chapters everyday or something… Gosh with that much time, I'd probably have done billions of other things too! Huh...
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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.
So people, please review! Or supply a name, whether it be feminime, or masculine, it shall be decided in a later chapter :D