Val:Sorry for the delay everyone! I was busy with so many things in the last two weeks so I didn't have time to update. Here is finally the long awaited chapter. Let's aim for 65 reviews this time, please?? ENJOY!
Complications-Chapter 5
Flashback Grade 10
"Sakura how do I do this question?" Syaoran's misty amber eyes looked up through his long eyelashes while pointing at the question with his pen.
As a response, Sakura wrote out the formula with her pencil lightly on the page. "Hm...this one you square root the number and then divide it by x which equals 1 over 2x."
Syaoran's heart raced rapidly like a waterfall. Inside the quiet small V.I.P. room of their school's cafeteria, Syaoran's unwanted fast heartbeat was probably loud enough to echo through the room. The beating brought beautiful shades of red on his masculin feature. Their lunch time every day was spent like this ever since they started dating. As peaceful as it seemed of a world with only the two of them, behind those closed doors and blind folds were always eavesdroppers who desperately wanted to get involved. Despite the extra ears outside, Sakura and Syaoran were fine as long as they were together.
"I see," sigh, "what am I supposed to do without you Sakura? Without you, I'd be failing by now!" Syaoran's velvet voice exclaimed teasingly.
"Is that why you asked me out, to tutor you and help improve your grades?" Sakura asked hurtfully.
Syaoran gently removed the auburn strands that fell on the girl's face, while his other hand softly caressed her warm cheek.
"No," he pleaded, "you know that's not what I meant Sakura."
Syaoran took her face into both of his hands and connected his eyes with her sad emerald eyes. Slowly, softly, she closed her eyes as his lips sealed with hers.
End of Flashback
Present-Grade 11
"Sakura, wake up. It's time for class!" the familiar soothing voice whispered urgently. The owner shook the resting head on the cafeteria table quickly.
The figure, with mid-back beautiful emerald hair, scanned the empty cafeteria as she rubbed her sleepy eyes slowly.
"Wow, how long did I nap for?" she asked the girl standing beside her.
"Not long, but we're already late for Math." the amethyst-eyed girl, Tomoyo, reached out a hand towards Sakura.
With her support, Sakura rose dizzily. "Are you sure you don't want to go home? You're head's so hot," Tomoyo questioned, worry was all over her feature.
"I'm sure. Let's go."
Sakura faintedly leaned on Tomoyo's body for support while the two of them sauntered down the quiet hallway. Every step Sakura took, her vision became slightly blurry than the previous, and then everything around her became blank.
"Sakura!" Tomoyo exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her waist. She placed her gently on the floor and ran to her classroom.
"Dai-" The teacher absorbed skeptically at the panting Tomoyo.
"Miss! S-Sakura's fainted in the hallway! Please help me carry her to the Infirmary!" Her breathless voice sounded choppy while she multi-tasked to take long breaths at the same time.
The room was silent. Nobody moved for what seemed like 5 minutes, but then Syaoran pushed out of his desk and bluntly rushed out the door, pushing Tomoyo slightly out of the way. Everybody gazed at the large blue door where Syaoran had just ran out, shockingly.
"Hey," a guy with glasses tapped his friend's shoulder sitting in front of him, "is it just me or didn't Syaoran just ran out? Why does he look so worried?"
"Well, Sakura is his ex. I can't imagine a gentleman like him would ignore helping when something like this happens," replies his friend.
"Hey! What's going on betweent he two of them?" another chirpped.
"Eww, don't tell me he still has feelings for her?!"
Murmurs started to flow into the room once again, just like the other times when Syaoran made a surprising move.
"Class! Class! SILENT Please! Tomoyo, why did Sakura faint?" In a ginger tone, the teacher asked Tomoyo who was just as astounded as the others.
"S-She caught a cold yesterday from cheerleading practice. Then it worsened and now she's fainted."
"Please take this slip and head to the infirmary with Syaoran." The teacher handed her a green permission slip as she rushed out the door immediately, "You two are excused from class for the afternoon." With a small nod, Tomoyo followed after out the blue door.
"Sakura? Please be okay." Through the empty hallway, Syaoran carried Sakura in his arms to the Infirmary, worry all over his face.
"Miss, she fainted in the hallway because of her fever. Please give her some medicine," Syaoran settled Sakura on the white bed.
A middle-aged woman with grayish brown hair and warm brown eyes appeared from her office, her expression very anxious. Syaoran lowered his head so that his forehead touched Sakura's.
"Miss! She's burning! Please do SOMETHING!" Syaoran cried out in impatience.
"She'll be fine. She just needs some rest," said the nurse. Her previous anxiety left her feature slightly after checking Sakura's temperature.
"So she'll be okay?" Tomoyo came into the Infirmary with the green slip in her hand.
"Yes. I'll give her some Advil and she'll be fine."
"Are you sure? Are you sure her temperature's not damaging her brain or anything?" Syaoran still asked in disbelieve.
"Yes, Syaoran. She'll be perfectly fine," answered the woman. She started writing information on a clip board, possibly a report of Sakura's illness.
"You can go back to class now, Syaoran and-," the woman turned her attention to Tomoyo.
"Miss, we got permission to be excused this afternoon," Tomoyo showed her the slip.
The kind nurse smiled and walked off. "Very well then, please take a seat."
"So, you can leave if you want Syaoran," Tomoyo suggested as she sat down on the chair across from him.
"Should this be the first thing you say to a person who brought the patient here?" Syaoran asked politely in a teasing tone.
He smirked and returned his captivating gaze back to the Sakura who's breath was even now.
"Thank YOU," she emphasized, "for bringing her here. It was very kind of you to do so," her tone was polite with bitter coldness. "As much as I appreciate it, I still have to warn you to keep a distance from Sakura."
"Why?"
"You ask me why? Well, let me remind you the things you did to harm her." Tomoyo played with a strand of her hair as she glared at Syaoran's face.
"Alright," putting up his hands in defeat, Syaoran leaned back on his chair, as far from Sakura as possible, "happy?"
"Half. I'd like it if you disappear right away...please."
"I'm sorry but I can't do that. I was brought up to look after the people in need once I get myself involved," Syaoran crossed his arms across his masculin chest. Tomoyo's face dropped and became very quiet.
"So..." Syaoran said after a while of total silence just listening to Sakura's slow breathing.
"Hm?"
"Why is Sakura sick?"
"Yesterday afterschool she had cheerleading practice and didn't wear enough cloth after. You know when people suddenly feel cold then warm. Yeah, that's how she became sick." Tomoyo''s hand stroked Sakura's auburn hair softly.
"Oh. Then why did she come to school if she's so sick?"
"She didn't want to bring trouble to her family. Silly girl isn't she?"
"Very," agreed Syaoran nodding his head slowly, with his intense eyes on Sakura.
Sakura shifted uncomfortably on her bed. "W-"
"What is it Sakura? Are you feeling alright?" Syaoran asked, his face terrified. He placed his hand on her cheek and ignored Tomoyo's deathly glare.
"W-water," Sakura cried breathlessly.
"Please wait. I'll be right back." Syaoran hurried away out the door with a glass cup.
"Sakura, the water is coming," Tomoyo stroked her cheeks comfortingly, then her cell phone started ringing.
"Hello?"
"Tomoyo, where are you and Sakura?" the voice on the other line questioned in a somewhat relieved tone.
"Hey Mike. What's up? Um... Sakura and I are in the Infirmary right now. She fainted in the hallway today so I stayed here with her since after lunch."
"SHE FAINTED!?" Mike restated anxiously. From the other side of the line, Tomoyo heard his car's engine incresingly speeding.
"Mike?"
"I'm sorry. I thought you guys already left school. I'm going back right now. Wait for me okay? Is anyone else with you right now?"
"Um...about that..." Tomoyo cut off hesitantly, clueless to whether she should tell Mike that Syaoran was with them.
"Yes? About it?"
"Tomoyo, Sakura is sweating too much. Do you have an extra top or something?" Syaoran's voice suddenly became so close to Tomoyo's ears like he was talking into them. Tomoyo turned her head to find Syaoran just 10cm away from her ears. 'Why is he all of a sudden talking so closely?' Tomoyo thought suspiciously.
"TOMOYO! Is Syaoran Li there too?!" Mike basically yelled angrily into the phone.
For a minute there, Tomoyo literally forgot that she was still on the phone with Mike, who had obviously heard everything. Then, the bulb inside her head lit up quickly. "Yes, Mike. Syaoran is here too. He was the one who carried Sakura to the Infirmary." Her voice was determined and her expression smug with some sort of playful attitude dancing in her eyes.
"I'm almost there, see you." Mike hung up.
"So...? Did you enjoy your little jealousy attack there, Syaoran?" Tomoyo's eyes met Syaoran's amber ones. He sat back down on his chair across from her and pursed his lips slightly.
"Jealousy attack are two strong words Tomoyo. I was just trying to amend some natural emotions that Mike lack so much of." His perfect lips smiled half-crookedly. The same playfulness existed in his eyes like someone waiting for the most anticipated event to start.
Val: AND THAT'S THE END OF THIS CHAPTER! I am really, really, really sorry for the delay!!! I was so busy with things so didn't have time to write. I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. PLEASE REVIEW.