Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Get To Ya ❯ Chapter one ( Chapter 1 )

Hi! It's me again! This is my first songfic and I don't have a lot of self-esteem, so if you read this please don't be harsh about my horrible writing. (And don't forget to check out my other fics too!) Thank you!

 

Disclaimer: The song I used is not mine; as much as I would like to take credit for writing it. It belongs to Billy Gillman and I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura, but I would like to thank Clamp for making one of the best stories in the world.

 

Key:

 

*Change of POV*

{Me!}

 

Get To Ya

 

Syaoran Li looked up from his journal and across the room. It still amazed him that until Sakura Kinomoto had become the Clow Mistress he had never noticed how beautiful she really was. Over the last few years he had fallen madly in love with her, but didn't have the nerve to tell her. Sakura, on the other hand, never saw what was right in front of her own nose and had no idea that Syaoran was in love with her.

She had changed over the years since he had first met her. Her hair was longer now and wavier. Her emerald eyes shone more brightly than ever and her smile was dazzling. No wonder nearly every boy in school would die to get a glimpse of her.

Syaoran turned back to his spiral. He couldn't bear to look at her. Whenever he did he got a strange urge to run over to her and tell her he had been in love with her for the past two years and propose. He could barely hold it in. The only thing he was afraid of was rejection.

He wasn't supposed to be looking around the room. When you wrote in your journal you had to write for the whole twenty minutes and write about whatever the teacher told you to. Fortunately for Syaoran the teacher never took up the notebooks and read them. He was free to write whatever he wanted. He most often wrote about Sakura. He started to write again.

There, thought Syaoran, I'll finish the rest tomorrow. He had been writing a poem; something he swore he would never show Sakura. He surveyed what was the beginning of it.

 

I've got a secret I can't keep;

I get my eyes on something sweet.

It feels like my heart's pounding through my chest.

`Cause you got a smile I can't resist;

I get tongue tied every time you and I are close like this.

Girl here's my wish,

 

I wanna get to ya.

I wanna be the one that moves ya.

I wanna give my heart to ya.

I love you so much, girl I know just what I've been missing,

I wanna be the one you're kissing,

So open up your arms and listen.

I wanna get to ya.

 

 

“O.K. It's time for lunch!” The teacher told her class. Everybody but Syaoran (who was staring at a certain someone) got ready to go; packing their things to put in their lockers.

Syaoran turned back to his poem a moment longer and then gathered up his things too. Eriol stood at the door, waiting.

“I'm coming, I'm coming!” He told him. He quickly stuffed his spiral inside his binder.

But not very well.

 

*Eriol's POV*

 

Sitting and writing for more than twenty minutes is not my idea of a fun time, so I contented myself by watching Syaoran stare at Sakura for brief amounts of time. I sniggered at the thought of what he had written in his journal about her. Tomoyo looked up at the sound of my laugh. I smiled and rolled my eyes at Syaoran to let her know what I was up to. She blushed and nodded.

I entertained myself for a few more minutes until the teacher dismissed us. Syaoran was later than everybody else picking up his stuff (as usual) because he was staring at Sakura as she walked out, talking to Tomoyo.

“I'm coming, I'm coming!” He shouted at me. I sighed and stood there at the door, waiting. He gathered his things way too fast and dropped his notebook. I smiled evilly; now I could tell Sakura how Syaoran really felt about her. If only I could get a hold of that journal.

“You go on ahead.” I told him. He raised his eyebrows but nodded and headed toward the lunchroom. I quickly scrambled down and grabbed the spiral, thinking about how much havoc I could accomplish with it.

I stowed it away in my binder, thanking Syaoran silently that he had dropped it on accident. Then I turned my heal and followed Syaoran.

 

*Tomoyo's POV*

 

I walk across the lunchroom, tray in hand, trying to find a table that Sakura and I can eat at. Then I spy one, with Syaoran and Eriol sitting at it. Smiling at what I could do, I head over to the table and sit next to Eriol. He smiles at me and my stomach does a flip-flop. I didn't think I liked him, but lately what my stomach has been doing when he's near has been beginning to prove me wrong.

“Hello Tomoyo!” He says brightly. I smile at him in return. He leans in and whispers to me, “Are you planning what I think you're planning?” I look down, embarrassed and I can feel him smile even wider. “Good! I think our Syaoran could use a little pick-me-up. ”

I look over at Syaoran and my eyes widen. He looks like he's about to throw up. He doesn't seem to notice that I have sat down. In fact the only thing that he did seem to notice was Sakura, in line, who was searching everywhere to find her lunch money. She looks up suddenly and spots us and waves. Eriol and I wave back, but Syaoran turns a nasty green color and starts staring at his food.

I laugh, and then notice that Eriol is staring at me. I turn to him and wave my hand in front of his face to make him snap out of his stupor. “Eriol?” I say, and he immediately shakes his head and looks sheepish. He's embarrassed. I wonder I wonder if that means he really does like me? My heart soars, but I didn't get to ponder at that though, as Sakura is out of line and sitting down next to Syaoran. {Tomoyo is sitting to the right of Eriol, who is sitting across from Syaoran and Sakura is sitting across from Tomoyo. Ok! Got it?}

“Yuck! Can you believe that this bread actually damaged Yamazaki's brain cells when Chiharu threw it at him in line?” She said as she sat down, not seeing how red Syaoran was.

“Did he have any brain cells to begin with?” Eriol asked. Sakura and I both laughed.

Sakura looked over at Syaoran and tilted her head. “Are you OK? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden? That's not like you at all!”

Syaoran's eyes go wide and he almost yells, “I'm fine, don't pay any attention to me!” He gets up and walks off to the trashcans to dump his plate he hadn't even ate off yet. Sakura looks sad and gets up too, walking fast, probably to go to the girl's room. I start to get up too, to comfort her, but Eriol stops me.

“I need to talk to you.” He says and his eyes look hopeful. I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. I just nod as he picks up his backpack and follow him out of the lunchroom.

 

*Eriol's POV*

 

I feel giddy; Tomoyo is right behind me and I'm sure that she will help me with my plan. Wait, did I just use the word giddy? Yeesh! I must be in love to start talking like that!

I lead her over to empty classroom and shut the door halfway.

“Eriol-kun, what are you doing?” She asks me.

“I've got something to show you.” I pull out the journal I had found earlier that day. Tomoyo gasps as I show her whose it is. Then she puts her hands on her hips and glares at me.

“Ok Eriol, what evil are planning to do now?”

I laugh and say, “Nothing that big. Just to finish the poem Syaoran started for Sakura, get her to go with him to the dance next Friday, tell him he loves her and watch her reaction.” She drops her mouth in shock, and then quickly closes it. She looks so cute when she does that. I think, Wait! How can I say that? She's one of my best friends! Although her hair is silky and smooth…I wonder what it would feel like if I touched it? ARRRGH! What are you thinking? Get a grip and take some aspirin!

I shake my head to push away the thoughts I keep having recently. It takes me a while to notice that she has taken the notebook out of my hands and started looking at the poem. She looks up at me with stars in her eyes.

“All right, I'll do it! Just because this poem is so sweet and it's perfect for a song, Sakura and Syaoran are perfect for each other, and I can make the most beautiful dress for Sakura to wear to the dance!”

I smile and start to say, “I knew you would-“ but Tomoyo interrupts me.

“BUT, you have to be the one who gets Syaoran to ask Sakura to the dance and the one who tells everyone at the dance that he loves her. I don't want Sakura mad at me forever!” She's red in the face from saying this little speech.

I smile even wider. “Ok, but you have to make up the song and sing it at the dance,” Her face turns purple, “and don't forget about making the dress…” it turns back to normal, “ the way I want it to look like.” I finish. Her face is a nasty shade of purple again. She nods, grabs the notebook, and practically runs towards the hallway, stopping at the door.

“I'll meet you at my house after school at four to finish the poem.” She says with a touch of arrogance in her voice. Then she runs out, heading toward her locker, with the journal clutched in her fists.

When she's gone I have a good laugh at her and then head out to my next class.

 

I wanna get to ya;

I wanna be the one that moves ya;

I wanna give my heart to ya.

I love you so much, girl I know just what I've been missing;

I wanna be the one you're kissing,

So open up your arms and listen.

I wanna get to ya.

 

 

Ok, so this songfic is gonna be in chapters. (Is that allowed; has anyone done that before?) It's not that I'm not capable of making it very long; I just think it will be better in two or three different chapters.

Forgive me, but I want it to look very good, so I take a while to type it and correct all the grammar mistakes. (I cannot spell to save my life!) If I haven't put a new chapter up within a month, feel free to bombard me with e-mails and make me feel guilty to where the next chapter or story will be twice as good as the last one!

Ciao!