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Caesar's Consanguinity

By Arina and Saku

Asininely Framed

11:04 AM Homeroom

Tomoyo arrived at her homeroom, and least favorite class: English. She sat down in her seat, tired and somewhat bleary-eyed. She couldn't remember what time she'd fallen asleep yesterday, and she'd cursed this morning when she realized she'd left her mp3 on all night, yet again. I really have to stop doing this, she thought to herself. But before she could think anymore, Sakura walked in, panting.

"Sakura!" Tomoyo greeted, as Sakura sat down on her left.

"Tomoyo," Sakura smiled sweetly, before beginning to curse. "Holy crap, I had to run here. My third period was J building and my stupid teacher kept us in class since we were being idiots. Damn it," she muttered.

Tomoyo laughed; Sakura had a way of making everything better and carefree. Her laughter was contagious and somehow, she always had something fun to say.

Tomoyo was just about to reply when Chiharu walked in, looking nervous. When she spotted Tomoyo and Sakura, she started smiling, looking relieved.

"I thought I was going to be late," she breathed, sitting down just as the bell rang.

The teacher was still doing some paper work, and was trying to stall a bit longer. Just as she stood up, the door opened, and Meiling came in with a wet head of hair.

"I'm sorry I'm late!" Meiling gasped, looking around at her classmates and finally meeting the teacher's gaze, who glared at her. Meiling scurried to her seat as the teacher yelled at her, "If you're late one more time, you're getting detention!"

"I thought I had three chances, Ms. Bitch," Meiling mumbled to herself and the other three.

"Looks like someone's PMSing," Sakura whispered, making Tomoyo and Chiharu giggle. Unfortunately, the teacher heard this, and gave the three another one of her death glares. However, she was feeling generous that day, and didn't say anything. Instead, she turned to the rest of the class with a solemn look on her face.

"Class, I'm about to tell you some very sad news." The entire class looked bored. "Last night, a very important man died in his sleep. Mr. Ken Gates." The teacher looked somewhat aloof as she said his name; everyone knew about her little infatuation with the rich president of the famous Coo Corporation. Regardless, the news was very strange: the president had been a relatively young man, only about 32. A man dying in his sleep at that age was quite an unusual occurrence and muttering began all around the room.

"Quiet!" the teacher yelled, angry that her class had interrupted her. She angrily slammed her fist down on a control panel for her SmartBoard, accidentally turning it on. The board was suddenly projecting her computer screen, which had a screensaver that said 'Mrs. Cheryl Gates' with little hearts around the name. Embarrassed, the teacher rushed over to her computer and moved the mouse, revealing a news website with the headline:

KEN GATES, PRESIDENT OF COO CORPORATION

MURDERED LAST NIGHT

The class gasped in unison, and the whispering became louder, along with a loud "Did you know C.C. in Cantonese means shit?"

The speaker was Sakura, of course, but no one said anything; they were too shocked by the news they just saw. Tomoyo and Chiharu exchanged glances with one another, and Meiling grabbed Sakura's arm and said "Shut up!"

The teacher tried to calm the class down, but to no avail. Ken Gates had been a great man, generally liked. He'd been almost like a celebrity to many people, and certainly had admirers, even teenagers in high school. However, there were people who didn't particularly like Mr. Ken Gates, and he did have enemies. He'd actually crossed more people than was known to the general public: Sakura, Tomoyo, Meiling, and Chiharu being some of them.

The teacher gave up, and sat back down, sobbing hysterically. "I'll never be married now!" she cried, getting everything within a foot of her wet.

"Wasn't she already married?" someone whispered loudly.

Class ended before order could be established in the classroom as the teacher had decided to spend the rest of the class period wailing.

12:09 PM Band Room

Lunch had just begun, and the area outside the band room was flooded with people. Sakura arrived first, sitting down while waiting for the others to meet her there. They had arranged to meet at the band room in order to discuss the situation and what had happened. Bored, she flipped her hair, and turned her head lazily in the direction of the bike rack. But before her gaze actually got there, something – or someone – caught her eye.

He had russet hair, chaotically sweeping across his forehead. He was laughing with a couple of his friends, and Sakura couldn't help but notice his cute smile. He was wearing a hoodie, along with the usual slightly baggy jeans. He also had a pair of gray Converse on, which matched the color of his hoodie. Despite his baggy clothing, Sakura knew he was hot. She'd seen him before, and the baggy clothing really wasn't that bad either. She smiled to herself before she could help herself, and then immediately felt like a retard. She couldn't believe she was still attracted to Syaoran; a whole summer had passed since she'd last seen him. Yet, he still had the same charm, and she was drawn in by it.

"So how long are you going to stare at him?" came a voice behind Sakura.

She jumped, and turned around to meet a smug Chiharu. Before Sakura could say anything to cover up what she'd been doing, the duo was joined by Tomoyo and Meiling.

"Staring again?" Tomoyo smirked. Meiling giggled a little.

Sakura blushed a little and laughed it off with her friends, but inside, she was still thinking about him. He was just so damn cute…

"Oi! Shut up! Rika and Naoko think he's hot too…" Sakura trailed off as she began staring again. The other three burst out laughing again, and Sakura knew that her argument had had no affect on them.

However, the merriment was interrupted by a stern-looking, blond, old dean who had come over. "Are you four Sakura, Tomoyo, Meiling, and Chiharu?"

The four looked at her, and then at each other. "Uh, yes," Meiling replied for them.

"Alright, come with me." With that, the dean pulled the four into the shabby little golf cart(1) and drove them to the office.

12:19 PM Dean's Office

"… so we must suspend you all from school while the investigations are being conducted."

"Say what?!" Chiharu accidentally let out, standing up before she could stop herself.

"The fuck…" Sakura added under her breath. Tomoyo and Meiling just sat there, looking at each other, dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry girls, but rules are rules," the dean said, smiling. Then, without any attempt at making the four teenagers feel better, she went on, "So you four will need to report to the police station later today, no later than 4."

Chiharu plunked down onto the hard wood chair, not believing what she'd just heard. Her lip began to tremble; she didn't want to be arrested! They were going to keep them in custody and not allow them to go to school because they were suspects! They didn't even have any proof. Wasn't this against some part of the constitution? Innocent until proven guilty?

Sakura glared at the dean as soon as she wasn't looking, and gave her the finger under the desk. Twice. That dean lady seemed so happy to kick them out of school; it was ridiculous. That idiot bitch was in cahoots with the damned teacher. They all were. It was obvious. Why else would all the teachers give so much homework? To give students practice? Like. Hell.

Meiling was angry, just as Sakura was, and, as soon as she noticed what Sakura was doing, joined in. She didn't care if the dean was involved in this or not; she just needed someone to take her anger out on. She wasn't some homicidal maniac, and was quite offended that the police or whoever could even consider such a thing.

Tomoyo stared blankly at the dean, and wondered how stupid the police were to suspect them. This entire situation was stupid. She knew that they had reason to be suspected, but they were just teenagers. Did the police honestly think that they could be capable of murder?

"You may go," the dean said offhandedly.

"Bitchy witch," Sakura said loudly as soon as the door to the office closed.

Golf Cart(1): We absolutely HATE that thing -.-;;