Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ All I Need... ❯ Boyfriends and Angry Yells ( Chapter 2 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

“Have you seen Sakura today?," A young man asked . His dark blue hair blowing in the faint breeze, as he stood looking down at an ebony hair girl. A girl looked up from her drawing, one of a complicated design, and sighed.



“Yes… and guess what?," She asked, her purple eyes narrowed slightly, showing it was bad news. The boy took a seat beside her, and shook his head.



“Shing asked her out?," He questioned.



“You’ve got it right, now what are we going to do?," Tomoyo exclaimed, giving a pout. Eriol chuckled wrapping his arm around his love.



“Don’t worry, remember who your talking to, I’m the plan master," He joked lightly. Tomoyo sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder, looking up to him. Eriol kissed her forehead.



“Eriol, it’s been so long, how do you know that they even still love each other. It seems to me like Sakura has completely forgotten him. And poor Syaoran, what will he think when he finds out she’s moved on," Tomoyo said sadly. Eriol just smiled, rubbing her shoulder.



“Tomoyo, don’t you fret, those two are destined for each other. And I will make sure it ends up that way," Eriol said. Tomoyo sighed, and relaxed further into the hold of her love.











After school, Sakura stood outside waiting for Shing. It had happened after first block. Shing had found his way to her locker, and stood beside it silently watching her as she gathered her things for the next block. Sakura shut her locker, and smiled at him brightly, as she hugged her books to her chest.



“Hello, Shing," She said in a chipper voice. Shing smiled, and reached out to brush a stray hair away from her eyes, causing the girl to blush furiously. But even more, as he let his hand stay in place, resting against her cheek.



“Sakura, you’re beautiful," He said gently. Sakura stared at him for a few moments, and she ducked her head to hide her reddening face.



“T-thanks Shing," She stuttered. Shing laughed and let his hand fall to his side. He waited until Sakura looked back up, and he gazed deeply into her eyes.



“Hey Sakura,” He said, “Do you… maybe want to go out sometime?”. Sakura’s eyes widened and she nodded vigorously.



“I’d love to, when?," Sakura asked eagerly. Shing chuckled, amused to her enthusiasm.



“How about today after school? Meet me outside at the entrance," He said. Sakura smiled, and then Shing left, giving her wave over his shoulder. The reason for Sakura’s lateness to class, was because she had fallen into dream world, again.







Sakura jumped slightly, when someone came up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist. Shing swung around to face her, and pulled her closer. This caused her to loss her footing on the step, but Shing easily caught her. Sakura laughed nervously seeing as they were so close, their noses nearly touched. When her feet touched ground again, Shing leaned to kiss her cheek.



“Things move fast with you," Sakura giggled, pulling back slightly. Shing chuckled releasing his hold on her.



“No, I just can’t help myself when it comes to you. Sakura you’re so gorgeous, it’s hard to keep from getting a nose bleed, just by being this close to you,” Shing said, a faint show of pink on his cheeks. Sakura giggled and took hold on his hand.



“I can say the same for me when it comes to you. You’re purely handsome, and sweet," Sakura said, looking into his dark eyes. Shing rolled his eyes, and pulled her along slightly, as they started to walk.



“You’re just saying that," He said, his tone holding a hint of amusement. Sakura laughed, and leaned in closer to him. They laughed together, now a happy couple.













Syaoran wandered aimlessly around the empty halls. He was dazed, thinking of the day and about all the disappointments he’d dealt with. Syaoran paused when he came to his locker, and unceremoniously dropped his books on the ground, the sound echoing down the empty corridor. He sighed, as he leaned his head against his locker, and fiddled with the lock.



‘I’m so stupid… to think she’d just run up to me and say she loved me. How stupid," He thought. The lock clicked open and he lifted his head to remove it, and open the creaking locker door. Inside it was empty, except a book or two. Syaoran couldn’t help but notice that he felt empty too.



“She didn’t even recognize me," He thought out loud. He grabbed the books from inside, and then slammed the door shut, shoving the lock back on. “Damn it, I’m such an idiot," He cursed. He took a deep breath, as if preparing to take a long dive, then released it his bangs moving slightly from the force. Syaoran leaned down and picked up his books, deciding to leave and take the long walk home.











At a small café downtown, Sakura sat at a tiny round table, waiting for Shing to bring back their drinks. Sakura had a wide smile on her face, and her eyes shone in ecstasy. It was nice, being so happy.



“Sakura, what are you doing here?," Someone called. Sakura snapped from her daze, and came to look at a girl her age, with short wavy brown hair pulled back with a pink hair band. Sakura brightened when she recognized the girl, and stood up to give her a hug.



“Rika, it’s been so long," Sakura exclaimed. Rika giggled and returned the hug.



“I know, so how’s Seijyu High?," Rika asked. Sakura released her and stood back to look the girl over, that’s when she noticed it, the slight bulge to the girls stomach.



“Oh my god, Rika… are you?," Sakura asked. Rika giggled, rubbing the bulge.



“Well, yes. I mean that’s what you do after marriage right, have children," The girl replied, her cheeks slightly pink. Sakura squealed and hugged her friend again.



“I’m so happy for you, how is Mr. Terada anyway?," Sakura asked. Rika smiled kindly.



“He’s wonderful, just got a class of his own at the community college, he’s very happy," Rika replied. Sakura smiled again.



“That’s good, I’m glad you two could finally have a life together. Is it just how you imagined it, being married?," Sakura asked dreamily. Rika giggled at the girl’s innocence, and nodded.



“Everything and more, so I guess I’ll see you around, I really should get on my way. It was so nice to see you Sakura," Rika said, and then she turned to leave, giving her a wave. Sakura was glad to see that things had worked out for Rika, she deserved to be happy, and live with the one she loves.



“Hey, Sakura. Who was that?," Shing asked, as he came up to her. Sakura turned to him and smiled.



“An old friend from school, I haven’t seen her in so long," Sakura said, reminiscing . Shing nodded, and they took their seats. Sakura smiled as Shing handed her a steaming tea cup, she took it carefully and blew on it. Shing watched her, and couldn’t help but laugh at her cuteness. Sakura looked up at him strangely.



“Sorry, but you looked so cute," He said. Sakura blushed and placed her cup on the table. Shing laughed, again and sipped his coffee.



“So, Shing how was your day?," Sakura asked, trying to recollect herself. Shing sighed, and leaned his back against his chair.



“It was ok. But I’d have to say, right now is the best part," He said. Sakura laughed, and shook her head.



“You’re so silly," Sakura laughed. Shing just shrugged, before he reached across the table to hold one of her hands.



“I can’t help it, you just make me happy. Sakura, you’re the light in my day," He said. Sakura sighed, and rolled her eyes at him.



“You’re being really corny right now," She said. Shing pouted at her, and Sakura couldn’t help but blush, as she giggled at his antics.



“Ok, I’ll be serious now," Shing said releasing his hold on her hand. Sakura rolled her eyes at him, and they settled down.













He sat in his apartment alone, around him all the lights were off, and the curtains drawn. Unpacked boxes still lay around the floor, he hadn’t bothered to take out the contents. He sat deeply in the couch, his hair disheveled, as if he’d never brushed it a day in his life. He let out a deep sigh and slumped forward, grabbing the phone that lay in front of him. He dialed slowly, and brought the handheld to his ear.



“Li residence," Came an old voice over the phone.



“Wei, would you get my mother please," Syaoran spoke clearly.



“Of course Master Li," Wei said back, the line crackling. There was a long pause, and clicks has he was switched over to his mother. He waited patiently for her to speak first.



“What is it, Syaoran?," Came her voice coolly. Syaoran sighed dejectedly.



“Why is it you sent me back here… the real reason," He asked. There was a long pause, and then he heard the faint sounds of her metal bracelets, as she moved around.



“My son, what is troubling you so, you sound depressed?," His mother asked concerned. Syaoran leaned back into the couch and stared at the ceiling.



“I don’t think there is anything left for me here in Japan. Everything has changed and I know no one. All my old friends have moved on…Sakura has moved on," He said ruefully. He heard his mother sigh over the phone.



“My son, don’t lose hope. I’m sure Hiigarizawa is still your friend, I sent him the letter and he knows you have returned," She said. Syaoran just sighed.



“He didn’t meet up with me, and I hadn’t seen him the whole day. I saw Sakura, but she didn’t even recognize me. What am I suppose to do, I don’t think there really is any reason for me to stay… will you let me come home?," He asked hopefully. Over the line his mother sighed, and paused to think.



“No, I shall call Hiigarizawa and tell him of your arrival. He will help you. Syaoran… don’t lose hope, I know that Kinomoto will come around," She said softly. Before Syaoran could protest, his mother hung up and he cursed her stubbornness. Then in his anger he tossed his phone across the room, causing it the shatter and break.



“Oh shit, what an idiot," he cursed loudly, getting to his feet. He sighed and headed into his room to change. He’d have to go out and buy a new phone.




Syaoran pulled on a t-shirt and loose fitting jeans. He ruffled his hair to make it seem somewhat neater and then grabbed his wallet and left.




Downtown was full of people, being as the day was nice and warm. Syaoran smiled as he saw all the young elementary kids, who hung around the ice cream parlor, chatting and eating. As he went along, he felt a little better, the fresh air, was definitely a change from Hong Kong and it’s pollution. He came to the general store and entered. As he strolled the aisles, and found that a pair of middle school girls, were watching him. He sighed, and continued, until they came up to him, giggling.



“Um…Hi," One of them said, her cheeks bright pink. Syaoran forced a smile.



“Hi," He replied simply, turning back to the phones. The girls squealed to each other, and he cringed at the sound.



“Um…see my friend was wondering if… you’d maybe go out with her?," The first girl spoke. Syaoran turned to them, his eyebrows raised skeptically.



“Really," He questioned listlessly. The silent girl nodded vigorously, and he sighed. “Look, I’m in high school, I think you’re to young for me, and besides you don’t even know me”. He didn’t mean to sound cruel, but it was just the way it came out. The two girls looked at him, one with tears in her eyes, and he sighed haggardly. Grabbing the phone he wanted, he left them to go and pay.



“You jerk," One of them called after him. He just rolled his eyes. As he was paying someone came up behind him chuckling lightly.



“Those girls, I bet they chase after you all the time," Came an arrogant voice. Syaoran paid and turned to the person behind him.



“Hey, you know it’s none of your business," He snapped. His eyes widened slightly as he stared at the tall young man. The boy had deep blue hair, almost black, and hidden behind the frames of his glasses his azure eyes held a mysterious glimmer.



“Why, I do believe you’re a tad bit touchy. Now aren’t you, my cute little descendant," Eriol smirked. Syaoran ground his teeth together, glaring at the boy.



“Don’t even start with me," Syaoran growled, and then he pushed past the other boy and left the store. Syaoran didn’t need to be hassled by the cocky bastard. Eriol followed him and laughed.



“Look, I know you’ve had a bad day. I witnessed the little encounter you had with Sakura," Eriol said. Syaoran turned to face him, his amber eyes seething in anger.



“It’s none of your business anyway. Besides, you weren’t even there in the morning to show me around, I had to find all my classes on my own and was a good fifteen minutes late for each one," Syaoran said angrily. Eriol sighed, putting his thumb and forefinger to his temples, as if he had a headache.



“Yes, yes. I know. See I had planned you’d actually have the nerve to go up and talk to Sakura. It was a set up, but you chickened out and foiled that little plan," Eriol said tiredly. Syaoran just laughed bitterly.



“Oh, that’s great. I suppose her boyfriend would of loved that," Syaoran exclaimed. Eriol looked at the boy, a bit shocked.



“How’d you know about Shing?," He asked bemused. Syaoran just glared.



“So they are going out, the tall black hair kid. Son of a bitch," Syaoran cursed. Eriol, just chuckled and walked up to the fuming boy.



“Calm down, they just became an item today. But I hardly think it’ll last long, knowing Shing, he’s not one for taking relationships seriously," Eriol mused. Syaoran raised an eyebrow at his old friend, and stared awhile.



“…You, you know this Shing guy?," He asked. Eriol just shrugged in an uninterested way.



“Yes, we’re close friends, sort of," He replied casually. Syaoran just laughed and walked away. He turned around though and shook his hand at Eriol.



“Don’t talk to me anymore. To anyone who cares, I do not exist here anymore. I’m still in Hong Kong. No one even knows I’m here. Geez, you know, I must have changed a lot, since Sakura completely forgot who I am. I’m right, of course," He exclaimed witlessly. Then he just through his hands up, as if to give up and stocked away. He had caused quite a scene and a few bemused people, watched him leave with looks of sheer confusion and shock. Eriol sighed and hurried after the boy, wondering how to deal with this sticky situation.










Sakura had gotten home rather late form her date with Shing and now sat humming to herself, as she sat at her desk doing her homework. Kero was reading a comic book on the bed, and ever so often glanced up at her, smiling, it had been a while since Sakura had been so happy. There was a knock at the door, and Sakura jumped in surprise.



“Yes, come in," She called. Her father entered holding the phone in his hand, and a smile on his face.



“Sakura, Eriol is on the phone and wishes to speak with you," Fujitaka said, holding out the phone to her. Sakura smiled and got up from her seat taking it, Fujitaka left, closing the door behind him.



“Hello," Sakura said into the phone piece.



“Sakura, good to hear you, how was you date with Shing, I should hope he treated you well," Came Eriol’s deep voice. Sakura giggled a blush rising to her cheeks as she remembered her afternoon.



“It was lovely, he’s very charming and kind hearted," Sakura said. Eriol chuckled.



“Yes, he can be. Sakura I just wanted to tell you that, you should be cautious as to how serious you become with him. Take it from me, being his closet friend, he often doesn’t like getting into deep relationships. Long ago, a girl broke his heart, and since he’s merely toyed with his girlfriends emotions," Eriol warned. Sakura sighed, taking a seat on the edge of her bed.



“Yes, I know. Not many guys can handle the intense emotions that go along with a relationship. But, I believe that I can maybe change his mind…or his heart in that matter," Sakura replied casually. Eriol chuckled again.



“Yes, well I just thought I’d warn you, I don’t want you to be hurt. But…just keep your eyes open, and keep in mind there are many other people out there," He said. Sakura laughed and bid him farewell. Sakura hung up and then turned to Kero.



“Kero, do you think you could run this phone back downstairs?," Sakura asked. Kero sighed, looking up from his book.



“Sure, but don’t think this means I’ll do it again," He said, then he took the phone, and floated to the door. Sakura quickly got up to open it for him, and then shut it. On the back on her door hung her blue blazer for school, she noticed that their was a large bulge in one of the pockets. She reached in curiously, and pulled out a thick envelope.



“Oh my gosh…I’d forgotten about this," She said staring at it. “That strange boy…I wonder”. She climbed on to her bed and got comfortable as she tore it open. Inside she found quite a few sheets of paper, all letters written out for her. She looked at the first one and read it out loud to herself.



“Dear Sakura, I read your letter, and I’ve thought long about how to reply. But to your question, I do indeed return your affections. Sakura you truly are the most important person to me, and all though at first we were enemies and I treated you so horribly, now I realize I’ve grow to love you. You were never quick to judge and always kind to me, and I wish I could take back all the things I’ve said. Going along, you’ve grow on me, and though I denied my feelings, everyone around us seemed to notice, even before we did ourselves, the deep bond we shared. Sakura, you have changed my life, and made me finally feel like I have a place to belong. I hope we can someday meet again. With love, Syaoran.," Sakura re-read it, and felt herself shake. How could it be, this was from Syaoran. And the date was from four years before. He’d never mailed this to her. She felt hot tears in her eyes, as she remembered the boy who’d handed her this. It had been him, and she hadn’t even realized.



“Oh, Syaoran," She cried. Sakura leafed through the letters, reading each one, they’d been from each year he was gone, two or three from ever year. All explaining how his training was going, and how he wished he could send these to her, but the clan wouldn’t allow it. Each one ending with loving you always, Syaoran.



“Hey, Sakura let me in," Kero shouted from outside. Sakura jumped in surprise and quickly wiped her eyes, rising to open the door. Kero flew in and huffed as he took his seat back on the bed. He looked at the mess of letters, and then at Sakura.



“What’s all this?," He asked. Sakura sniffled, handing him the one she’d just read. Kero scanned it, and looked at her confused.



“This from that brat, when did you get this, why didn‘t you tell me?," He asked. Sakura shook her head, and slumped onto the floor.



“I’m such a horrible person, he gave these to me today. And I didn’t even realize it was him, he looked so sad," Sakura cried. Kero looked at her sadly, and crept over to pat her shoulder.



“Sakura, it’s been so long. Of course you wouldn’t recognize him," Kero tried to comfort her. Sakura just shook her head.



“All this time he’s loved me, and what have I done, forgotten him. Kero I feel so stupid, he must hate me," She cried. Kero just sighed and looked around at all the letters.



“Sakura, I’m sure he doesn’t hate you," He soothed. “If he did he wouldn’t of come all this way to see you, he wouldn’t of given these to you. Sakura, I’m sure he understands that you’ve grown up and changed. Sakura don’t beat yourself up over this”. Sakura sniffled again and turned to stare at Kero.



“But… Kero, won’t he be expecting me to talk to him. What do I tell him, I’m seeing Shing now," Sakura said in a quivering voice. Kero sat back and sighed tiredly.



“Sakura, times of changed, you’ve grow up. He’ll understand that and then move on, like you did. It’s only right that you’ve moved on, he hasn’t talked to you in four years. How could he just expect you to still love him," Kero said. Sakura watched him for a few moments, her bright green eyes wide.



“Kero…that was so insightful," Sakura mused, a small smile appearing on her tear stricken face. Kero smiled smugly and gave her a sharp nod.



“I’m not the guardian beast of the seal for no reason," He said smugly. Sakura sighed, rolling her eyes. She climbed back to her feet, and began to collect the letters, placing them in a neat pile. Kero knowing he’d done what he could, waddled back to his comic, and continued his reading.




Sakura found an empty draw in her desk for the letters and placed them inside, hoping to forget about them. Then with a haggard sigh she turned back to doing her homework, but couldn’t find it in her to continue her happy humming.