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 - Card Captor Sakura isn't a figment of my imagination; rather it's one of the greatest works by the mangka artist CLAMP (in my personal opinion)
[What Happened Previously...
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.
Chapter Five - A Normal School Day
RING. RING. RIIIIIIIIIIING. RING. RING. RIIIIIIIIIIING. RING. RING. RIIIIIII-
Sakura slapped her hand down on the alarm clock. Another began to rang.
RING RING RING RING RIIIIING. RING RING RING RING RIII-
She also poked the snooze button of the alarm clock sitting next to the first. No more began to rang.
Yes… At last I can wake up with two alarm clocks. Better than eleven I suppose. Sakura stretched in her bed, and quickly got up.
"Sheesh, waking up at six-something is no joke." She muttered to herself, and went to the wardrobe to grab her uniform. "Seems like there's time for a shower. Guess I better"
SLAM. The bathroom door slammed shut. A second later, the shower was occupied.
"Shoot." She dashed out of her room, and began knocking at the bathroom door. "TOUYA - get out!"
"Can't hear anyone" Touya yelled in the shower, "Could it be a monster?" Sakura fumed inside.
"Fine then!" She kicked at the door. "No bentou (lunchbox) for you!" She went back to her room, ignoring the person who was now complaining in the shower, and she changed into her uniform quickly, and dumped her pyjamas on the ground. Looking at them, she decided instead to throw them onto her bed, which was unmade. Grabbing a hair-tie from her dressing table, she messily did her hair into a simple pony-tail and picked up her satchel which still sat by her desk, untouched since yesterday. Ouch. Looks like yesterday's essays were due to be done. Sakura sighed, and went downstairs to prepare some breakfast and bentou - for herself that was, remembering that she had told Touya that she wasn't making any for him that day.
Sakura was now looking at a brilliant bentou, filled with the usual sushi, seaweed and octopus-split sausages (I hope you know what I'm talking about here). She had also set up the toaster and stuck in two slices of bread. Waiting for the toast to pop out, Sakura took her bentou and placed it inside her satchel. The door bell rang.
Doo-de-doo-de-do-do-do! Doo-de-doo-de-do-do-do! Doo-de-doo-de-
"Whoever's there - I'm coming. Gosh, doesn't any know that patience is a-" Sakura was cut short when she opened the door. "Oh. It's you."
"Yes it's me. Where's the 'good-morning' or 'how was your first night'? Nice morning greeting." Syaoran remarked.
"Shut up. It's the morning you know."
"And someone like you is already fuming."
"Err yes of course, how not? My brother got into the shower before I did, I had to wake up at six-something and-"
"Okay I think someone needs to calm down. Invite me into your house already if you're not finished with whatever you're doing. You do realise we'll be late if we leave any later."
"Really?" Sakura took a glance at her wrist-watch and swore under her breath. "Okay, just wait a moment, I'll just get my toast and we'll be on our way. Do you want one too?"
"Uhh, sure." Syaoran answered, surprised by Sakura's sudden suggestion of toast. He figured that Sakura usually ran late. Geez, why did I even bother coming here? Oh right - I don't even know my way to school. For a moment, Syaoran thought of himself, going to his first day of school as a five year old. He shook his head and shooed the thoughts out of his head; he distinctively remembered bright lights flashing in his face and reporters shoving microphones into his face.
"Hey, can you please move out of the doorway? I'm trying to get out." Sakura told him. She had two slices of toast in one hand, and her satchel was hanging off her shoulder. "Let's get going dream-boy." She handed him a slice and was about to walk off when a distinct voice boomed from across the hallway.
"Who the hell are you?" Touya glared at Syaoran intently.
"Hey don't get cocky at me mister. I-" Syaoran faultered at his own words. Again. He had almost flashed his royal identity at this girl's older brother. So much for secrecy.
"Me cocky? What are you doing in our house you bastard? Get out before I call the-" Touya rambled but Sakura raised her hand, silencing him.
"Chill already Oni-san; he's just a friend of mine."
"HE? That gaki (kid) is your friend? You better not be doing anything with my lil sister you-" Touya started up again, but Sakura yelled, "SHUT UP!"'
She muttered to Syaoran, "C'mon, let's go before the volcano erupts." Syaoran nodded quickly and stepped outside of the house. Sakura leapt through the door elegantly and shut the door loudly behind her. She sighed.
"Sorry about that. Shall we get going then?" She smiled at him with dimples, and Syaoran was captured by it. Wow, she's actually that pretty when she smiles? I have this urge to- No wait. Didn't just think anything dirty at all. I'm so pathetic. Going all lovey-dovey just because of a smile. Syaoran shook his finger at himself in his head.
"Hey, hey YOU!" Sakura poked Syaoran in the side, and he jumped up as they walked. "Finally, I've got your attention."
Syaoran flushed slightly. "Well you didn't have to poke me 'kay?"
"You're always the day-dreamer aren't you."
"Uhh…" Syaoran tried to forget about what he had been thinking about and changed the topic. "So that guy's your brother?"
"Hmph. Unfortunately." Sakura frowned slightly. "Since Otou-san's gone overseas, Touya's been acting like a slave-master, making me do all the chores while he gets to sit around doing- doing nothing."
"So that's it is it?" Syaoran tilted his head to the side. "I'm not sure if I can really understand your situation since the maids at- I mean I've always done my chores as an only child." Not again! He cursed himself silently.
"You're an only child?" Sakura asked him, not hearing the slip that Syaoran almost made.
"Uhh… Yeah. It's a bit… lonesome at times I guess." Huh. And I don't have four older sisters trying to add hair extensions to my hair; no of course not. He thought to himself.
"You're so lucky!" Sakura exclaimed, "I'd rather be an only child than have someone like Touya as my brother? Swap?" She winked at him, and Syaoran flushed again.
"Uhh… No thanks, I would never want a brother like yours… Is what you said true though?"
"What? What did I say which was true?" Sakura asked him.
"Hm, well according to my calculations, I remember you saying something along the lines of me being your friend. That's a huge chang-"
"Shut up. Do you think I really meant that?" Sakura suddenly snapped at him. "I just didn't want any trouble between the two of you guys, since we were going to be late - oh my gosh." She checked her watch.
"HOEEEEEEEEEE!" Sakura used her number one expression.
Syaoran not understanding what it meant, asked her, "Hey. Uhh, what's wrong?"
"You idiot. Check the time already won't you?"
"Right…. Oh great. So we're late to school? What time does class start again?" Syaoran asked her.
"Eeto (um)… Well we have first period in five minutes. And first period is…" Sakura's eyes grew suddenly large. "Math."
"Heck. Math first thing in the morning. And we're going to be late as well; didn't Sensei (teacher) say something about detention after school if we're late to any of our class?"
Sakura's mouth dropped like a gold-fish. "You're kidding. Please say you're kidding… Ah Tomoyo-chan! Please save us! We're going to be late for school, and if we're late to school-"
The window of the black limousine slide down, and Tomoyo's head peeped out from it.
"I could hear you guys all the way down the street! Already acquainted are we?" She giggled quietly to herself as she saw the two faces turn red, and she called to her driver, "Please open the door for these two people Driver-san. We'll be taking them to school."
Sakura clasped her hands together. "Tomoyo! You're sure?" Tomoyo nodded. "Arigatou (thank you)! " She hurried into the limo, as the side of the door automatically opened vertically. Sakura stopped in her tracks to avoid getting hit.
"Tomoyo…" Sakura sighed, but grinned. She continued into the car. Syaoran was behind her, and quickly stepped in. Tomoyo poked his side and he twitched.
"What?" He whispered; Sakura was pressing a button to get some drinks for them and wouldn't notice them talking briefly. The limo door shut by itself, and the driver proceeded driving to the school.
"I've got some new for you about your family, but I'll tell you more later." She murmured, nodding her head to Sakura who had collected three cans of drinks from the mechanic hand holding a tray and now handed a can to each of them.
"Thanks."
"Aww Sakura, you're so kawaii (cute)! I want to take photos of you as a waitress!" Tomoyo cooed over her. Sakura sweat-dropped.
"Erm, anyway… Tomoyo, how long till we get there?" Syaoran asked her.
"What are you talking about?" Tomoyo asked, with stars still slightly in her eyes, "We've arrived!"
Thus, they had. And the door of the limousine opened; the three of them exiting it. Sakura exclaimed, "Look! The gates are still open; we better get in before they shut, or else we'll be locked out!"
They quickly hurried into the school grounds, with the gate closing right behind them.
"So why are you three late?" The Math teacher scolded them as they walked into the classroom.
"Eeto…" Sakura looked flustered. Syaoran didn't know what to say.
"Daijoujii-san. Please explain why the three of you are late, or else you'll be getting detentions after school." The teacher threatened them. Most of the guys in the class started to complain.
"Sir, you can't do that!"
"Yeah you can't!"
"Otherwise we won't be able to see Sakura-chan practice cheer-leading after school!"
All the guys in the class nodded in agreement and began discussing Sakura.
"Don't you think she looks super hot with her hair sexily tied up like that?"
"Of course you idiot. And how about-"
"Boys. I'll be putting you in detention if you don't behave. Daijoujii-san?" The teacher frowned at them disapprovingly.
"Well, they were both helping me rehearse for the music competition, Maehara-sensei. You see, we have to put in extra practice in the mornings now since the competition is next week and-" Tomoyo explained, but was stopped by the teacher.
"Fine." Maehara-sensei sighed; unfortunately, he wasn't able to get anyone into detention this morning, but maybe he would be lucky later in the day.
The day flew by, with nothing interesting occurring.
It was now last period, some minutes before the bell was suppose to ring to end the school day. Everyone in the class was gossiping to each other, and the teacher at the front of the table was busy writing up note on the board which no one could be bothered writing down. Sakura, Tomoyo and Syaoran were sitting at the back of the room, chatting. Several guys were listening in as well.
"So Syaoran, you've got any plans for the afternoon?" Tomoyo asked him,
"Uhh, not really." Syaoran answered, noticing the glares which he was receiving from the male population, and shuddered.
"Well, I have cheer-leading practice after school, so I can't hang out with you guys." Sakura simply stated. At this, the guys who had been glaring at Syaoran now gazed at Sakura with an expression of devotion.
"Cheer-leading is actually not all that fun. I'm thinking of quitting it next year." Sakura continued, with the guys gasping in shock.
"But why Sakura-chan? You look so kawaii doing cheer-leading! And I love making your costumes!" Tomoyo wailed, with the guys also nodding in agreement with her.
"Hmph, well I only joined because Asaki-san got injured, and they needed someone on the squad. And don't forget, this was three years ago. Plus, it takes up too much of my time," and here she muttered under her breath, "And just maybe, that fan club of mine might just slightly decrease?"
Tomoyo giggled while Syaoran smirked. "You've got a fan club?"
"Unfortunately. And I think that there might be another one starting up soon." Sakura jabbed him in the stomach with the eraser-end of her pencil, causing Syaoran to jerk forwards.
"What are you talking about?" He looked at her. Sakura didn't need to reply. For a mass of the female population of the class came up to the small group looking hopeful.
"Um, hi." Syaoran slightly mumbled.
"Kinomoto-san, konnichiwa!" One of the girls, a pretty blonde-haired with brown eyes greeted him. "Say, are you free this afternoon?" She smiled innocently at him.
Syaoran just looked at her. Am I getting asked out?
Tomoyo looking at Syaoran's expression answered for him, "Sorry Tanaka-san, he's studying with me this afternoon." The girl looked at Tomoyo in a funny way and muttered something under her breath. The bell rang. She smiled again, and waved to the group, "Okay see you tomorrow! Make sure you're not late to practice Sakura-chan!" She walked back to her desk, picked up her satchel, and went out of the class. The rest of the girls, looking slightly disappointed, did the same.
Soon, it was just the three of them.
"So uh, who's that blonde-haired girl?" Syaoran asked them.
"Ah. Tanaka-san." Tomoyo fished something out of her satchel, which turned out to be a large ring-binder."
"Tomoyo-chan, I'm always surprised that you can keep that much stuff in your bag." Sakura noted, pointing at the satchel which was just slightly empty.
"Mm," Tomoyo murmured, and she opened the ring-binder, flicking through some documents till she found the one she wanted. "Here you go Kinomoto-kun." She handed Syaoran a thick file.
"Erm, what's this?" Syaoran looked at the file.
"It's some notes I've collected about Tanaka-san. Go ahead and read it."
"Okay sure…" Syaoran muttered, and he looked at the first page.
Students (continued)
Name: Tanaka Chie
Date of Birth: 12th September
Current Age: 16
Blood Type: A
Hair Type: Blonde
Eye Colour: Brown
Favourite Flower: Rose
Favourite Food: Mints
Favourite Past-time: Knitting
The list went on.
"Err, her favourite past-time is knitting?" Syaoran asked Tomoyo.
"Yeah, and she's actually quite good at it, isn't she Sakura-chan."
"Ugh. For all I care, she's a part of Them, and she thinks she's totally 'it'. And most likely in the line of 'Touya's girlfriends-to-be." Sakura looked ticked off. "Shoot, I'm late for practice. Well, see you guys tomorrow then!" She quickly gathered up her belongings and stuffed them into her satchel. "Remember to call me tonight 'kay Tomoyo? I seriously need help with that math stuff." Sakura told Tomoyo, then rushed out of the classroom.
Now it was only Tomoyo and Syaoran in the room.
"We should probably get going before the cleaners come. Otherwise they're going to tell us off for the mess in the classroom." Tomoyo said to Syaoran who looked around the room. Packets of chips were lying on the floor, crumpled pieces of paper which had missed the rubbish bin lay near [or not near the rubbish bin, and it looked like someone had broken a chair leaning on it funnily. The two of them quickly packed up their gear and left the classroom.
Once outside of the class, they started walking to the entrance of the school.
"So you're going home I suppose? Tomoyo asked Syaoran.
"Uhh, yeah. But I'll be stopping at the supermarket to get some groceries."
"I'll come with you; I've got nothing to do." Tomoyo smiled.
After buying what he needed to buy, Syaoran trudged out of the supermarket, holding several bags of groceries in each hand.
"Shall we stop at the coffee shop down the road? It's good stuff." Tomoyo suggested to Syaoran, and they headed down the road. Traffic after school was semi-busy, and many teenagers were walking around with their friends, couples walking around hand-in-hand, and joggers running up and down the busy street.
Aroma's Café. A sign read.
"Well, here we are! Let's go in then!" Tomoyo grinned and headed inside, with Syaoran looking around in case of photographers, and quickly followed behind her.
"Good afternoon Daijoujii-sama; would you like the booth at the back?" A waiter walked up to them, and showed them a secluded booth at the back of the café.
"Anything will do Waiter-san." Tomoyo told him.
"And what would you like to order today?"
"Same as the usual. Ah Li- I mean Kinomoto-kun, what did you want?" Tomoyo flushed slightly, asking Syaoran.
"Um." Syaoran answered. How many times are we going to slip up? "I'll just have a cola thanks."
The waiter turned his attention to him. "Would you like that with ice?"
"Uhh, sure thing." Syaoran replied.
"Okay thank you very much. Please be seated, and your orders will arrive soon." The waiter left. Tomoyo and Syaoran went to the boot the waiter had indicated and sat down, Syaoran placed the grocery bags next to him.
"I can't believe you nearly slipped up again Daijouji-san." Syaoran muttered under his breath even though no one could hear them.
"Sorry Syaoran-kun. It was just an accident. I promise it won't happen again…" Tomoyo shrugged apologetically.
"Mm I hope so. For my sake." Syaoran sighed. "Sakura hasn't noticed that I have the same last name as her does she?"
"Hm, I have no idea! She didn't seem to notice when Tanaka-san was around before. Sometimes, she can just be a bit clueless you know? Guess that's a good thing for now; don't need to explain anything weird to her." Tomoyo laughed. "But why did your parents decide your name to be 'Syaoran Kinomoto'? That is truly weird, and inconvenient for you."
"I could always tell Sakura that I'm a very-distant relative." Syaoran joked. Then he remembered something. "Didn't you say you had something to tell me?"
The same waiter who had met them at the front of the café came with their orders. "Here you go."
"Ah, thank you Waiter-san." Tomoyo nodded to the waiter.
"Shall I charge it to that account?" He asked her.
"The usual." Tomoyo smiled to the Waiter, who left them again. Then her expression changed to one of worry.
"What's wrong Daijoujii-san?" Syaoran noticed her expression.
"Well you see Syaoran-kun," Tomoyo whispered, "You've been found out."
A/N - Cliff-hanger much! And it's only the fifth chapter. Heh. But I wanted to make it a bit interesting for an ending. I'm TERRIBLY SORRY for not posting anything up in ages, and I'm thankful if I even have any readers still! XD
On the other hand… About this chapter… Well I had slightly forgotten what I was originally writing about, and having Writer's Block didn't exactly help. But I managed to get some sort of inspiration for this! And so I managed to finish writing up this chapter! To me, this chapter feels a bit long, but I'm sure other people have posted chapters much longer than this. And I'm only an amateur, so can't expect me to write something grand. But reply if you think likewise. Or don't. I wonder what the online world thinks of this chapter:D
Thanks for reading, and don't forget to reply!
Yours truly,
Trees are Green [TaG
P.S I've noticed that in some places in the previous chapters, things won't make sense. A silly typo, or something which upsets the flow of the plot. So when I have time, I'll be fixing these (if I remember)