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One Girl Makes A Difference

Chapter 8: The Pain...literally and not quite so...

So, we were finally on the train. It certainly took a while. I mean first of all we had to get to this crazy western train station, let alone find the platform. I felt sorry for a lot of, what i presume, were first year 'muggles' (I'd been practising my terms). They had no idea where they were going and were asking the people round them. We were ok and had a slight advantage seeing as we (Syaoran and I) just had to attune or senses to western magic and find the platform, 9 3/4. Tomoyo just followed us along, muttering under her breath.

Now walking through that strange wall was another story entirely. We had sensed the area and platform nicely enough but when it came to getting to it...well it was so weird. You had to walk through it but it appeared a normal wall. I can jump off a cliff (with wings) as well as any cardcaptor but to walk into something and it have the slight possibility of staying a wall...well that was another matter.

The three of us stood there, observing the wall fro a good five minutes untill Tomoyo became impatient and stormed off though it without a second glance at either of us. Syaoran sighed and turned to me.

' See Sakura, it is fine! It won't eat you or even hurt you in the remotest sense.'

I nodded, 'Ok then Syaoran, I'll follow you through.'

'Oh no missy! I'm not having any of that! You will just scarper off and I wont see you at the other end. you are not making me suffer at this stupid wizard school for the next however many years on my own! The only reason I came was because of you!'

Well, this was news to me! I thought he wanted to go and I was just a perk of the job (Well that is how I'd like to think of it) but for him to of actually gone because of me? That was way sweet! I could tell he regretted saying anything though because he turned bright red and shoved me through the wall. I had my eyes closed the whole time until I was banged on to the floor.

I opened my eyes to see both Tomoyo and Syaoran peering down at me.

'What was that?' I asked, puzzled as to how I had ended up on the floor as well as being acutely aware of the throbbing pain on my knee.

'Well it was your own fault...I shoved you but you didn't move so I can through and accidentally banged you.' Syaoran exclaimed, 'Sorry though', he mentioned as if an after thought.

'Ouch! Well thanks a bundle Syaoran-kun...! My knee is bleeding!' I was wearing a skirt today of all days. And now I had a mass of blood rolling down my lower leg. I hated blood. And Syaoran knew it.

Luckily he took mercy on me.

'Come on Sakura-chan I'll help you,' he lifted me up and gave me a piggy back following the walking Tomoyo, 'I'll sort you out on the train.'

I stifled a giggle, 'Thanks Syaoran-kun.'

Meanwhile...

'Oh look! There's the card-mistress!' A red-headed girl exclaimed excitedly.

Her brother raised his eyebrow, 'Why is she on his back?'

'Sour grapes already Ron?' Hermione turned to her friends, laughing.

The four teens carried their luggage onto the train. Settling down in an empty carriage, Ron looked at Hermione with discomfort.

'I have no idea what you mean!'

The girl laughed, 'You do too! Or you wouldn't be turning quite so red! Come on Ron, we all know that you have a thing for the card-mistress. You go red every time someone mentions her and your always the first one to bring her up! I'm sorry Ron though, I think she is with that other guy!'

Harry couldn't help feeling sorry for his friend, after all, Sakura was an extremely attractive girl.

'Well, we don't know that Hermione! For all we know they are just good friends...' he finished uncertainly.

Hermione raised her eyebrows at Harry, and then frowned at Ron's hopeful gaze,' No, we don't know that but...well they look like more than just friends.'

Just as she said that, a loud laughter could be heard from the other side of the platform. Ron pressed his face up against the window, watching as the mystery boy teased the card-mistress, threatening to drop her as they walked across the platform.

The girls climbed on to the train a few carriages down, with Sakura and the other guy following. A few moments later, they passed Ron's carriage.

'Hi! Is it ok if we share your carriage? All the others are full...' a pretty purple haired girl asked kindly.

Harry and Ron suddenly turned mute, blushed simultaneously blushing. Sighing at the sight, Ginny beckoned the travellers in.

'Yeah sure! Don't mind them...they are...erm...well just forget about them.'

The group made room for the newcomers, and the brown-haired boy set down Sakura on the seat, taking extra care not to damage her currently bleeding knee. Ron rolled his eyes at him. What did that boy have that he didn't? Granted he was good-looking and obviously muscular judging from his physique, but surely personality should be over looks... and Ron was the funniest person he knew! He looked around the carriage to see that both Hermione and Ginny were starring at the boy with avid interest while the girl was recording them...? These people seemed really weird.

Sakura's POV

Ok, so I've never liked blood. Ever. I mean when I was about 5, Touya used to tell me about all these ghosts he could see...and they would all be mangled, with arms and legs missing. It gave me nightmares for a long, long time. I mean I'm not a fan of ghosts now but I can suffer with them if I have to. Anyway, cutting to the chase, I don't like seeing blood...on me...on someone else...fake blood...It just generally freaks me out so as you can imagine I wasn't fairing too well with the current blood that was trickling down my knee and leg. Luckily, Syaoran was dealing with the situation. Just as I returned my attention to him, the train started to move.

'Sakura! Stop squirming! I cant sort this out if you keep fidgeting'

Ok well maybe attempting to deal with it.

'But it hurts!' I moaned, keeping my eyes away from anywhere but the cut'

'Sakura if you don't sit still I'll...well I didn't want it to come to this but...I'll...' he leaned over and whispered in my ear, 'I'll leave you alone with Tomoyo and a sewing kit.'

I inhaled sharply. That was just below the belt. My own boyfriend threatening me so nastily...with...with that! It happened once before you see and it was not an experience I'd like to repeat. Needless to say I sat still.

'See Sakura! that wasn't so hard was it!' Syaoran smiled warmly at me will gathering up the spare bandages he had used for my leg.

I merely glared at him as he stood up, kissed me on the forehead and walked to the nearest bin.

'What did he say to you?' Tomoyo, who had been acting quite normal compared to her hissy this morning, enquired.

Not wanting to hut her feelings I stalled for time, thinking up and excuse, 'Erm, he erm, said that he would break up with me !'

'WHAT!' Tomoyo, Ginny and Hermione (the English girls sharing the compartment) exclaimed.

'How could he do that over a cut?' Ginny said curious.

Tomoyo became slightly angry at this point and that was when I started to think I had slightly over-done the lie...

'WHAT DID HE SAY SAKURA? Are you telling me that he said that to you? After all you have been through?'

I was quite confused at this though...what exactly had I been through? I didn't really want to argue with my best friend though...i had learnt from past mistakes to just let it be. Still...Syaoran was going to get slaughtered when he returned.

I sent a mental note to him,

'Erm...sorry in advance Syaoran...!'

'About what?

Just as he walked through the door, Tomoyo got up and slapped him. Hard.

'That's for my Sakura-chan!' And with that she stormed out.

Rubbing his cheek, Syaoran's angry gaze turned to me...

Whoops.

I could feel everyone's gaze on me.

'What was that about, may I ask?'

Erm...

I looked around the room realising i didn't want this conversation in front of strangers. I felt the familiar rush of power to my finger tips and thought of the chant. I then stopped time for all but Syaoran and I. If Syaoran was surprised to see the others frozen, he didn't show it.

I got up on unsteady legs (due to my leg) and met Syaoran's eyes.

'Well, I'm really sorry but..Tomoyo-asked-me-what-you-had-said-and-i-didnt-know-what-to-say-so-i-said-that-you-said-that-you-woudldump-me-and-she-got-mad...'

Looking back i realise there was no way he would have been able to understand this. I talk fast when I am nervous.

'What?'

'Well, you see...' I began.

'No, no...i got that (barely) but why did you do that?' I risked a look at his face and was pleased to see he was no longer frowning.

'I don't know it just came out. And then it was too late,' I explained as I began fiddling with the buttons on his shirt (not undoing! I'm on a train! Eww!)

Syaoran looked at my hands, and took them in his.

'Ok I get it Sakura. I know you didn't mean it. It was just a bit of a shock.'

I reached up on my tip toes, and kissed him on the lips.

'I'm sorry..'

As we hugged, I suddenly felt my senses go on hyper-alert. We broke apart, Syaoran feeling it too.

And then I knew why.

'So your the card mistress?'

Hmmm..I really should have been paying more attention.

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