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Chapter 6: Yummy!

Normal POV

Syaoran started to play again, volleying the ball using his knees, head and chest while Sakura sat comfortably on the grass taking pleasure at the way the wind gently blows her hair, a soft smile playing on her lips.

Syaoran broke the silence between them, "If you open my gym bag, you'll see a bag of cookies, and you could eat them if you want to…while waiting."

"Sure!" Sakura smiled and began searching Syaoran's belongings. "Is it this one?" she asked holding up a cloth bag colored green.

Syaoran glanced shortly still keeping the spotted ball in the air, "Yeah."

Sakura carefully opened the cloth bag. A little smile was on her face as the wafting aroma of the cookies hit her, though she had to admit, the shape did look kind of funny. She reluctantly took one not wanting to disappoint her new found friend, though she also thought that nothing would go bad, as long as it's food, it's fine. "Wow! This is actually great!" she exclaimed as soon as she took her first bite. "Where'd you get these?" she chomped the remainder of the cookie away.

"I made them," he answered casually, not taking his eyes off the ball then skillfully catching it by his ankle.

He looked at her and had to laugh for the sight. Sakura wasn't chewing anymore; she was holding a bitten cookie in one hand, her mouth open wide showing the cookie she was eating, all the while her face looking weird with mixed emotions of shock and amusement trying to show through at the same time. Syaoran started to laugh loudly his voice echoing through out the field causing Sakura to get back to her senses. She blushed madly swallowing the cookie away while Syaoran kept on laughing. She was starting to be annoyed for Syaoran still hasn't stop laughing for like two minutes already and had become a lot louder than before. She felt the need to slap him but had soon disappeared form her mind as Syaoran clutching his stomach kicked the ball up forgetting that there was…gravity. The ball hit the top of his head straight on, and it was now Sakura's turnto laugh at the wide-eyed Syaoran. Before long, Syaoran was already sitting beside her, both of them laughing hard making their tummies hurt.

"I must've looked really stupid," Sakura declared out of the blue a smile evident on her face.

"Well…like YEAH." The two giggled lightly.

Sakura took another cookie and started munching away. "These really taste great; I'm very surprised that you made them. I didn't exactly have the idea of you cooking!"

"That's baking, genius."

"You're so mean Li-san! Still, you know how to cook right?" Syaoran nodded. "I envy you, I wish I knew how." Syaoran snorted, making Sakura add, "I could fry you know."

"Haha…Anyway, thank you for the compliment. I'm glad you liked it."

"How come you're not known for these?" Sakura asked blankly.

"Other my family, few friends and you, Kinomoto-san, no one has ever yet tasted them."

"Why not? They taste real good! And by the way, I'm much honored to be one of the few people who have tasted these."

"I don't think everyone would love them as much as you do."

"But still!"

"Come on Kinomoto-san, we'll both arrive home very late if we don't leave now," Syaoran changed the subject.

"Fine," Sakura said in defeat, then her eyes sparkled. "In one condition…"

"What is it?" Syaoran was fixing all of his belongings.

"That you make me more of your cookies, or I don't know…your cooking!"

Syaoran looked at her, "Yes, sure, fine. I think it wouldn't be much of a problem."

"Great!"

The two finally arrived at the front of Sakura's house. "So…this is our humble home."

"It looks very comfortable," Syaoran commented.

"I would invite you to come in, except that it's already late and your mother might be looking for you already," Sakura said.

"I don't think she would be looking, but you're right it's already late." Syaoran turned to leave.

"Then, next time…why don't we go home earlier so that I could invite you in?" Sakura asked. "It's the least I could do for accompanying me home for two consecutive days already."

"It's no problem at all. But that would be nice. See you. Later."

"Bye."

Sakura walked in their house to be greeted by the face of her angry brother. "What took you so long? You don't even have any club practices today!"

"Ooops…Sorry. Just got caught up in something, where's otousan?"

"He said he's not going home tonight, busy with work."

"Okay, anyway let's eat already! I'm starving!"

"Fine, but change your clothes first and hurry up!"

"Hai!" Sakura answered cheerfully and went up to her room to change clothes.

While Sakura was happily eating her dinner, another person had just arrived at his home.

"I checked, Meiling is not in you room," Syaoran said seeing Eriol again in his room. "You have no more excuses, get out of my room."

"My, my, aren't we very harsh?" Eriol asked mockingly still not taking his eyes off the television. "I heard from one of the maids that you made cookies this morning."

"So?"

"Have you eaten them already? They're in your gym bag, right?" Eriol asked.

"No, I haven't eaten any of them and yes, they're in the bag. Why?" Syaoran came out of his bathroom to find Eriol rummaging through his gym bag. "Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Found it!" Eriol shouted happily holding a little cloth green bag. He opened it slowly, a big smile on his face. Eriol scowled. "I thought you said you haven't eaten any?!"

"Yeah, I haven't." Syaoran answered half laughingly. "I didn't know she finished all of it," Syaoran mumbled to himself, but Eriol had a keen sense of hearing and heard what he said.

"She?" Eriol saw Syaoran's laughing face turn into a sigh. "Who's she?"

"Kinomoto-san." Syaoran answered simply, he felt Eriol would make something big out of his answer.

"Kinomoto-san? You two met again? Is she the reason why you went home late again?" Syaoran simply nodded again. "I can't believe you gave her all of the cookies!" Syaoran sent Eriol one of his famous glares. "Don't look at me like that! You know how much I like your cookies. So, isKinomoto-san now you're friend or something?"

"Yes, she's my friend. Got anymore questions? Coz' you know, I would love to have my room back now."

Eriol stood up. "You know, it wouldn't be a good idea to mess with her. Got a lot of suitors and as I've heard, an overprotective brother."

"What are you talking about? I told you, she's a friend." Syaoran had one his brows raised.

"Just telling you, we never know." Eriol left Syaoran in his room pondering at what Eriol's last words meant.

"Stupid Eriol, I'll never fall for her. My attention is fully on my studies and soccer." Syaoran said, only to be heard by the air around him. He then began to open a book to a page that they were told to read. "We never know what lies in the future and so, sometimes we are played at to come by the inevitable." Syaoran read aloud the first line. "Destiny huh?"

So how was it? Was it just fine or what?

Thank you very much…

StarAngel02 and Syaoran Dante for reviewing all the time...and for the encouraging words you gave me…

Sadly…I lost… - not that much known in other years…though I won my batch over…

I wonder…do my feelings show in this chapter…?

Anyway…! I still have my hopes up for other elections that'll come my way and in which will have no concern with other years…!

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