Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Love Letter ❯ The Letter ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: kanatasyaoran12 
Not very good at summaries plz R&R
Anime/Manga: Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.19.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 736 | Status: Completed
Not very good at summaries plz R&R
Anime/Manga: Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.19.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 736 | Status: Completed
My new fic this may take a while to update cuz I still have A fic going and I said to my self that i won't write a fic until I finished cherry blossom in the wolf's eye
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Love Letter
Disclaimer:Don't own them
Summary: Sakura got a mysterious love letter from someone. Could it possibly be. . .?
‘Spring! Spring has finally come!’ Thought a seventeen year old Sakura Kinomoto as she sat at her desk. She sat starry-eyed, and her face was flushed with a blissful smile on her face, as she re-read the note she has gotten that day over again for the umpteenth time.
Dear Sakura Kinomoto,
I’ve been in love with you, the one so cheerful and honest. I’ll move to a far away place in a few days and I’d love to see you before I go. I’ll be waiting for you by the King Penguin at 5:00 today. Please come.
She finished and almost fainted.
“Oh My!!” She squealed giddily. The students looked dazed at the girl, and the teacher coughed once again to get the attention of the girl. Finally unable to stand the insolence, she walked from her table and slammed a ruler against Sakura’s desk.
“Ms. Kinomoto! If you would be So Kind as to pay attention to the class, I would be thoroughly honored!” she yelled. Sakura blushed from embarrassment and nodded quickly. She put the letter back into her bag and wrote down the notes from the board. But her mind was still on the letter. ‘At 5:00, I’ll meet my admirer!’ she thought happily.
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“A love letter?” questioned a seventeen year old Syaoran as he looked skeptically at Sakura. He flung his school bag over his shoulder and followed Sakura. School was now over and they were walking together down the street with Sakura leading the way.
“Yes. That’s right. He must have secretly put it in my book-bag!” she smiled and clasped her hands together in a daydream.
“’He’ meaning the shy prince who must be madly in love with me” she finished. Syaoran looked at her and then shrugged nonchalantly.
“But love letters are soo cliché. This guy must be a real wimp if he can’t even come up to a girl and tell her that he likes her” he stated angrily.
Sakura glared at him. She picked up her bag and held it over her head.
“What Did You Say?!” she yelled and ran after Syaoran down the street, getting weird looks from passer by’s.
Sakura and Syaoran were two of the closest friends you would ever meet. They met when Sakura was four years old. Syaoran just moved from Hong Kong and into Sakura’s class. Granted, it took a while for Syaoran to break out of his shell, but if anyone could do it, it was Sakura.
Syaoran Li was taught no never let his emotions show and to always stay strong. He was taught this for the sole purpose of being the next ruler in the Li Clan. The Li’s were a very powerful family in China and very influential, many feared them because of the rumors that they were cold and heartless beings. And Syaoran was the very definition of cold, cruel, and emotion-less. Since he was born, he was trained to the bone. After his father died, his mother and four sisters raised him. Being the only male in the family he had to learn how to take care of family matters early in life, thus resulting in him not having a normal child-hood. He always stayed quite and didn’t have friends. He always concentrated on his studies and excelled at every subject. He was very smart for his age and knew things his eldest sister didn’t know. His cousin, Meiling, tried to befriend him, and she was the only one who could get him to talk to someone his own age.
Over the years, Syaoran turned out to grow into a very handsome young man. He had piercing amber eyes that bore into your very soul, and chestnut hair that was always messy. The result of all his years training is a very well built body that the girls’ in school go crazy for. With a six-pack and a wash board stomach, girls got all starry-eyed every time Syaoran came close to them. But Syaoran was cold and un-caring to everybody he met, and all of that changed when he met Sakura.
Sakura Kinomoto was a cheerful girl that was always happy. Her mother died when she was still young, and she often remembered the words of advice her mother used to give her. Always treat everyone with respect. Never give up on something once you set your mind on it. Always make friends, not enemies. The world is beautiful; never take anything on it for granted. Don’t listen to anything your brother says. Sakura missed her mother terribly, but she still had her father and brother, although it may seem like he always teases her, she knows that that is the way he shows he loves her. Being raised by her father and brother, Sakura wasn’t the typical girl. Instead, she turned out to be more of a tom-boy. Thankfully, her best friend was Tomoyo, and she made sure that Sakura turned out to have a little femininity in her.
Over the years, Sakura turned out to be a gorgeous young woman. The older she got, the more she looked like her mother. She had bright emerald eyes that held such happiness and joy, that you couldn’t do anything but love her. She had long flowing auburn hair that reached her mid-back, and a smile that lit up any room. She had a nice body, but she never showed it off to get attention. She was thin and had a flat stomach, and the guys at school would always drool whenever she came walking by.
After Syaoran came to his kinder-garden class after he moved, he was immediately greeted by Sakura. At first, they didn’t have the perfect friendship you would think. Syaoran was always criticizing her, yelling and shouting insults at her. But Sakura would always answer him with that smile of hers and tell him that she would never give up being his friend.
Eventually, Syaoran apologized to Sakura for being rude and Sakura, of course, forgave him, but under one condition. To seal the deal of their new founded friendship, Sakura asked to play a game with him. Syaoran agreed and Sakura grabbed his hand to run. The day they held hands, was the day that they became friends. And it only got better as they grew older.
Pi! Pi! Pi! Pi!
“Your cell phone’s ringing! You should pick that up” Syaoran said, grateful to whoever was on the other line of the phone. Sakura put down her bag and answered it.
“Tomoyo!” she yelled happily, already forgetting about hurting Syaoran. Syaoran walked closer to Sakura so he could hear the conversation. Sakura punched him playfully and he rubbed his arm, pretending that it hurt. He stood, towering over her. She was up to his shoulder, and he had to kneel down a bit to listen.
“Sakura! Oh My God! Where the hell have you been?! I’ve been looking all over for you, well not all over I just looked in your room and you weren’t there, but still that doesn’t matter you should have come home right after you finished school!” Tomoyo took a deep breathe and Sakura and Syaoran sweat dropped wondering how she could talk a mile a minute.
“I was soo worried!” Tomoyo wailed. Sakura and Syaoran flinched hearing the loud, super-sonic cry from over the phone. Sakura rubbed her ears in pain and held the phone away from her. Syaoran took the phone away from Sakura, allowing her to regain her senses and her hearing.
“Tomoyo, can you please try not to deaf Sakura in one ear?” came Syaoran’s deep voice through the phone.
“Li-kun? Oh! I didn’t know you were with Sakura” her voice was sly and you could tell she was grinning through the phone. Syaoran blushed slightly.
“Soo. . . what are you two doing. . . alone?” Tomoyo asked, trying to act as subtle as she possibly could. Syaoran reddened more.
“Nothing! We were on our way to Sakura’s house.”
Tomoyo laughed on the other line. Syaoran cursed in chinese and handed the phone roughly to Sakura. Sakura took it, confused at why Syaoran was red. ‘Maybe he’s catching a cold. . .’ she thought innocently.
“Hello? Tomoyo?” Sakura asked.
“Oh! Sakura. . .what happened to Li-kun?” Tomoyo asked, her voice sly. Sakura looked around and noticed Syaoran started to walk away, still muttering something incoherent.
“Wait up Syaoran!” Sakura yelled after Syaoran and started to run up to catch him.
“Oh Tomoyo! You won’t believe what I got today!” Sakura squealed excitedly.
“An ‘A’ in Geometry?” Tomoyo said jokingly. Sakura looked at the phone and glared as if it was Tomoyo herself.
“No! I got a Love Letter! Mmhmm, I found it in one of my notebooks! How exciting, it says to meet him in Penguin Park at five. Okay don’t go anywhere, and I’ll meet you at my house. Bye!” Sakura shut off her phone and walked up to Syaoran.
“Tomoyo is going to get me ready for the meeting. I’m soo eager to see who it is!” Sakura said happily, her face lit up and stars were in her eyes again. Syaoran sighed and rolled his eyes, once again throwing his bag behind his shoulder.
“I don’t know why your soo pleased about it. I mean. . . it could be some old, fat, bald, pervert that wants you. Have you thought about that?” he turned to face her.
“What if this is a joke that someone is playing on you? I mean. . . no offense ‘Kura but your very dense when it comes to things like this.” He said sternly.
“He Is Not some old, fat, perverted man! Can someone like that write a letter so beautiful and sweet?” she questioned, glaring at the boy in front of her.
“I’m just worried about you. . .” he whispered, looking away. Sakura smiled gently and nodded.
“I know. . . now come on! Tomoyo is waiting for us at my house” she said and ran forward.
“Oi! Wait up!” Syaoran yelled after Sakura, and ran up to catch up to her.
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“Why am I here again?” asked a very tired Syaoran. They were all in Sakura’s room for the past hour. Syaoran was lying on Sakura’s bed with his hands underneath his head, while Tomoyo worked on Sakura’s hair. Sakura was sitting on a chair staring at herself in the mirror. She looked at Syaoran through the mirror.
“Because I need your opinion on how I look.” she said as if it was an obvious answer.
“Can’t Daidouji-san do that for you?” he asked in a bored tone.
“No! We need a mans opinion on how cute and sexy Sakura looks” Tomoyo answered. Syaoran blushed lightly.
“Yea, yea. . .just finish up already will ya? Syaoran growled. Tomoyo giggled and continued to brush Sakura’s long hair.
Tomoyo was Sakura’s best friend since day one. Tomoyo was a beautiful girl with flowing lavender hair that cascaded down her back, and violet eyes that held mischief and knowledge. Tomoyo loves Sakura as a sister and would do anything for her, and vise versa. They stuck together through thick and thin and were always there for each other. Nothing was kept hidden from each other, they told each other anything and everything. Tomoyo could be crazed sometimes when she gets her hands on a camcorder or camera when it comes to Sakura, but, nothing could break the bonds of friendship. Especially when the bonds were between Tomoyo and Sakura. They were related no matter what anyone said.
“Oh Sakura, you are going to look soo cute!” Tomoyo said, stars forming in her eyes. Sakura sweat-dropped and she turned to face the mirror. Her hair was loose and two teddy bear clips were in her hair to keep it from falling into her eyes. She had on the lightest amount of make-up on, and a touch of lip-gloss was all the make-up on her face. Tomoyo didn’t bother putting any blush on her cheeks because Sakura was naturally rosy, if she added anymore, she would look like a clown.
“Wow. . .Tomoyo. . .are you sure you didn’t put too much make-up on? I look weird!” Sakura complained. Tomoyo blanched.
“Didn’t put too much on? Didn’t Put Too Much On?! I HARDLY PUT ANY ON YOU!” Tomoyo yelled. Sakura stared at her wide-eyed and Syaoran stood up from the bed to stare at Tomoyo. She blushed from her out burst.
“Ahem. Well. . . Sakura needs to get changed now. . . so. . . Syaoran needs to get out. Unless. . . he wants to stay?” Tomoyo quickly covered her composure and regained her stature to make Syaoran squirm.
“I’m outta here!” Syaoran said, without a second thought and bolted out the door blushing. Sakura and Tomoyo laughed.
“Okay. That was easier then I thought. Hehe. So. . .” Tomoyo stopped and went to get the bag she brought to Sakura’s house.
“About the dress” Tomoyo opened the bag and about fifty dresses lay in there. “It’s warm out today so. . . a long dress would be too hot for you.” She mumbled to herself some more and fifty dresses slowly became one.
“Perfect!” Tomoyo yelled and held up a dress in triumph. She skipped over to Sakura and held out a dress. It was a light green dress with a slit on the side. Very simple, not to extravagant, but if dressed on the right person, it looks amazing.
“Come on now, let’s try it on!” Tomoyo said gleefully and led a resisting Sakura into the bathroom.
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Tomoyo ran down the stairs and into Sakura’s living room where Syaoran was watching TV. Syaoran looked up for a second to see a blur run past him before he felt someone grab his arm and yank him up the stairs.
“H-hey! S-slow down!” Syaoran stuttered as he was forced through the door.
“What the Hell do you think you were do. . .ing. . .” the words slowly left his mouth when he saw Sakura standing quietly next to her bed. Her hands were clasped together and she was blushing bright red.
Syaoran stared wide-eyed at Sakura. ‘Damm’ he thought as he looked over Sakura. The green dress reached above her knees and outlined ever curve in her teenage body, and she had curves in all of the right places. The dress cut off short and showed her shoulders. ‘God Damm’ he thought as his eyes ran over her body again. She blushed and coughed to get his attention.
“Um. . . P-please say something” she stuttered. He was just staring at her and she was becoming self-conscious of herself.
“You look. . . amazing” he finally got out. ‘My favorite color never looked better’ he thought.
“Hehe thanks.” Sakura whispered.
“Soo Cute!” Tomoyo squealed as she recorded the scene with her camcorder. Suddenly the clock chimed five times and Sakura and Tomoyo exchanged shocked looks.
“Your Late!!” Tomoyo yelled. And grabbed Sakura by the arm and pulled her out the door.
“Thanks for your opinion Syaoran!” Tomoyo shouted back laughing and ran out with Sakura trailing behind her.
Syaoran sighed, still thinking it was a bad idea.
“How come she gets all hyped up over a totally suspicious letter?” he picked up the letter that was lying on the table and read it. His eyes widened in shock and fright. He started to sweat.
“This is. . . “
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Sakura ran to the park as fast as she can. When she finally reached the giant penguin, she stopped and started to breathe heavily. ‘But. . .no one’s here? He must be somewhere in the park’ she thought desperately.
The words in the letter rang through her head. ‘I’ve been in love with you. The one so cheerful and honest.’ ‘I want to know about this boy who says he loves me’ she thought. She heard foot steps behind her and she quickly turned around. ‘I Must Know!’
Her eyes widened at who was standing behind her.
“S-Syaoran?!” she gasped.
“W-what are you doing here?” she walked up to stand in front of him.
“I’m making a vow to myself right now. The one who sent this love letter is definitely here and I’m going to find out who he is, and I’m not going home until I do.” She said stubbornly.
“Don’t you remember?” he asked soflty.
“What?”
“This love letter” he reached into his pocket and took the letter out to show her. Sakura’s heart was beating faster and faster within each passing second.
“It’s from me” his bangs covered his eyes and he blushed. He looked at her, and stood straight, his feet planted into the ground. A blush still on his face.
“I wrote it. . . to you”
Sakura froze. Her heart beating uncontrollably in her chest. Her eyes widened in shock.
“What?!”
To Be Continued. . .
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A.N.I hope anyone that reads this likes the story soo far. Please Review on the crappiness!
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Love Letter
Disclaimer:Don't own them
Summary: Sakura got a mysterious love letter from someone. Could it possibly be. . .?
‘Spring! Spring has finally come!’ Thought a seventeen year old Sakura Kinomoto as she sat at her desk. She sat starry-eyed, and her face was flushed with a blissful smile on her face, as she re-read the note she has gotten that day over again for the umpteenth time.
Dear Sakura Kinomoto,
I’ve been in love with you, the one so cheerful and honest. I’ll move to a far away place in a few days and I’d love to see you before I go. I’ll be waiting for you by the King Penguin at 5:00 today. Please come.
She finished and almost fainted.
“Oh My!!” She squealed giddily. The students looked dazed at the girl, and the teacher coughed once again to get the attention of the girl. Finally unable to stand the insolence, she walked from her table and slammed a ruler against Sakura’s desk.
“Ms. Kinomoto! If you would be So Kind as to pay attention to the class, I would be thoroughly honored!” she yelled. Sakura blushed from embarrassment and nodded quickly. She put the letter back into her bag and wrote down the notes from the board. But her mind was still on the letter. ‘At 5:00, I’ll meet my admirer!’ she thought happily.
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“A love letter?” questioned a seventeen year old Syaoran as he looked skeptically at Sakura. He flung his school bag over his shoulder and followed Sakura. School was now over and they were walking together down the street with Sakura leading the way.
“Yes. That’s right. He must have secretly put it in my book-bag!” she smiled and clasped her hands together in a daydream.
“’He’ meaning the shy prince who must be madly in love with me” she finished. Syaoran looked at her and then shrugged nonchalantly.
“But love letters are soo cliché. This guy must be a real wimp if he can’t even come up to a girl and tell her that he likes her” he stated angrily.
Sakura glared at him. She picked up her bag and held it over her head.
“What Did You Say?!” she yelled and ran after Syaoran down the street, getting weird looks from passer by’s.
Sakura and Syaoran were two of the closest friends you would ever meet. They met when Sakura was four years old. Syaoran just moved from Hong Kong and into Sakura’s class. Granted, it took a while for Syaoran to break out of his shell, but if anyone could do it, it was Sakura.
Syaoran Li was taught no never let his emotions show and to always stay strong. He was taught this for the sole purpose of being the next ruler in the Li Clan. The Li’s were a very powerful family in China and very influential, many feared them because of the rumors that they were cold and heartless beings. And Syaoran was the very definition of cold, cruel, and emotion-less. Since he was born, he was trained to the bone. After his father died, his mother and four sisters raised him. Being the only male in the family he had to learn how to take care of family matters early in life, thus resulting in him not having a normal child-hood. He always stayed quite and didn’t have friends. He always concentrated on his studies and excelled at every subject. He was very smart for his age and knew things his eldest sister didn’t know. His cousin, Meiling, tried to befriend him, and she was the only one who could get him to talk to someone his own age.
Over the years, Syaoran turned out to grow into a very handsome young man. He had piercing amber eyes that bore into your very soul, and chestnut hair that was always messy. The result of all his years training is a very well built body that the girls’ in school go crazy for. With a six-pack and a wash board stomach, girls got all starry-eyed every time Syaoran came close to them. But Syaoran was cold and un-caring to everybody he met, and all of that changed when he met Sakura.
Sakura Kinomoto was a cheerful girl that was always happy. Her mother died when she was still young, and she often remembered the words of advice her mother used to give her. Always treat everyone with respect. Never give up on something once you set your mind on it. Always make friends, not enemies. The world is beautiful; never take anything on it for granted. Don’t listen to anything your brother says. Sakura missed her mother terribly, but she still had her father and brother, although it may seem like he always teases her, she knows that that is the way he shows he loves her. Being raised by her father and brother, Sakura wasn’t the typical girl. Instead, she turned out to be more of a tom-boy. Thankfully, her best friend was Tomoyo, and she made sure that Sakura turned out to have a little femininity in her.
Over the years, Sakura turned out to be a gorgeous young woman. The older she got, the more she looked like her mother. She had bright emerald eyes that held such happiness and joy, that you couldn’t do anything but love her. She had long flowing auburn hair that reached her mid-back, and a smile that lit up any room. She had a nice body, but she never showed it off to get attention. She was thin and had a flat stomach, and the guys at school would always drool whenever she came walking by.
After Syaoran came to his kinder-garden class after he moved, he was immediately greeted by Sakura. At first, they didn’t have the perfect friendship you would think. Syaoran was always criticizing her, yelling and shouting insults at her. But Sakura would always answer him with that smile of hers and tell him that she would never give up being his friend.
Eventually, Syaoran apologized to Sakura for being rude and Sakura, of course, forgave him, but under one condition. To seal the deal of their new founded friendship, Sakura asked to play a game with him. Syaoran agreed and Sakura grabbed his hand to run. The day they held hands, was the day that they became friends. And it only got better as they grew older.
Pi! Pi! Pi! Pi!
“Your cell phone’s ringing! You should pick that up” Syaoran said, grateful to whoever was on the other line of the phone. Sakura put down her bag and answered it.
“Tomoyo!” she yelled happily, already forgetting about hurting Syaoran. Syaoran walked closer to Sakura so he could hear the conversation. Sakura punched him playfully and he rubbed his arm, pretending that it hurt. He stood, towering over her. She was up to his shoulder, and he had to kneel down a bit to listen.
“Sakura! Oh My God! Where the hell have you been?! I’ve been looking all over for you, well not all over I just looked in your room and you weren’t there, but still that doesn’t matter you should have come home right after you finished school!” Tomoyo took a deep breathe and Sakura and Syaoran sweat dropped wondering how she could talk a mile a minute.
“I was soo worried!” Tomoyo wailed. Sakura and Syaoran flinched hearing the loud, super-sonic cry from over the phone. Sakura rubbed her ears in pain and held the phone away from her. Syaoran took the phone away from Sakura, allowing her to regain her senses and her hearing.
“Tomoyo, can you please try not to deaf Sakura in one ear?” came Syaoran’s deep voice through the phone.
“Li-kun? Oh! I didn’t know you were with Sakura” her voice was sly and you could tell she was grinning through the phone. Syaoran blushed slightly.
“Soo. . . what are you two doing. . . alone?” Tomoyo asked, trying to act as subtle as she possibly could. Syaoran reddened more.
“Nothing! We were on our way to Sakura’s house.”
Tomoyo laughed on the other line. Syaoran cursed in chinese and handed the phone roughly to Sakura. Sakura took it, confused at why Syaoran was red. ‘Maybe he’s catching a cold. . .’ she thought innocently.
“Hello? Tomoyo?” Sakura asked.
“Oh! Sakura. . .what happened to Li-kun?” Tomoyo asked, her voice sly. Sakura looked around and noticed Syaoran started to walk away, still muttering something incoherent.
“Wait up Syaoran!” Sakura yelled after Syaoran and started to run up to catch him.
“Oh Tomoyo! You won’t believe what I got today!” Sakura squealed excitedly.
“An ‘A’ in Geometry?” Tomoyo said jokingly. Sakura looked at the phone and glared as if it was Tomoyo herself.
“No! I got a Love Letter! Mmhmm, I found it in one of my notebooks! How exciting, it says to meet him in Penguin Park at five. Okay don’t go anywhere, and I’ll meet you at my house. Bye!” Sakura shut off her phone and walked up to Syaoran.
“Tomoyo is going to get me ready for the meeting. I’m soo eager to see who it is!” Sakura said happily, her face lit up and stars were in her eyes again. Syaoran sighed and rolled his eyes, once again throwing his bag behind his shoulder.
“I don’t know why your soo pleased about it. I mean. . . it could be some old, fat, bald, pervert that wants you. Have you thought about that?” he turned to face her.
“What if this is a joke that someone is playing on you? I mean. . . no offense ‘Kura but your very dense when it comes to things like this.” He said sternly.
“He Is Not some old, fat, perverted man! Can someone like that write a letter so beautiful and sweet?” she questioned, glaring at the boy in front of her.
“I’m just worried about you. . .” he whispered, looking away. Sakura smiled gently and nodded.
“I know. . . now come on! Tomoyo is waiting for us at my house” she said and ran forward.
“Oi! Wait up!” Syaoran yelled after Sakura, and ran up to catch up to her.
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“Why am I here again?” asked a very tired Syaoran. They were all in Sakura’s room for the past hour. Syaoran was lying on Sakura’s bed with his hands underneath his head, while Tomoyo worked on Sakura’s hair. Sakura was sitting on a chair staring at herself in the mirror. She looked at Syaoran through the mirror.
“Because I need your opinion on how I look.” she said as if it was an obvious answer.
“Can’t Daidouji-san do that for you?” he asked in a bored tone.
“No! We need a mans opinion on how cute and sexy Sakura looks” Tomoyo answered. Syaoran blushed lightly.
“Yea, yea. . .just finish up already will ya? Syaoran growled. Tomoyo giggled and continued to brush Sakura’s long hair.
Tomoyo was Sakura’s best friend since day one. Tomoyo was a beautiful girl with flowing lavender hair that cascaded down her back, and violet eyes that held mischief and knowledge. Tomoyo loves Sakura as a sister and would do anything for her, and vise versa. They stuck together through thick and thin and were always there for each other. Nothing was kept hidden from each other, they told each other anything and everything. Tomoyo could be crazed sometimes when she gets her hands on a camcorder or camera when it comes to Sakura, but, nothing could break the bonds of friendship. Especially when the bonds were between Tomoyo and Sakura. They were related no matter what anyone said.
“Oh Sakura, you are going to look soo cute!” Tomoyo said, stars forming in her eyes. Sakura sweat-dropped and she turned to face the mirror. Her hair was loose and two teddy bear clips were in her hair to keep it from falling into her eyes. She had on the lightest amount of make-up on, and a touch of lip-gloss was all the make-up on her face. Tomoyo didn’t bother putting any blush on her cheeks because Sakura was naturally rosy, if she added anymore, she would look like a clown.
“Wow. . .Tomoyo. . .are you sure you didn’t put too much make-up on? I look weird!” Sakura complained. Tomoyo blanched.
“Didn’t put too much on? Didn’t Put Too Much On?! I HARDLY PUT ANY ON YOU!” Tomoyo yelled. Sakura stared at her wide-eyed and Syaoran stood up from the bed to stare at Tomoyo. She blushed from her out burst.
“Ahem. Well. . . Sakura needs to get changed now. . . so. . . Syaoran needs to get out. Unless. . . he wants to stay?” Tomoyo quickly covered her composure and regained her stature to make Syaoran squirm.
“I’m outta here!” Syaoran said, without a second thought and bolted out the door blushing. Sakura and Tomoyo laughed.
“Okay. That was easier then I thought. Hehe. So. . .” Tomoyo stopped and went to get the bag she brought to Sakura’s house.
“About the dress” Tomoyo opened the bag and about fifty dresses lay in there. “It’s warm out today so. . . a long dress would be too hot for you.” She mumbled to herself some more and fifty dresses slowly became one.
“Perfect!” Tomoyo yelled and held up a dress in triumph. She skipped over to Sakura and held out a dress. It was a light green dress with a slit on the side. Very simple, not to extravagant, but if dressed on the right person, it looks amazing.
“Come on now, let’s try it on!” Tomoyo said gleefully and led a resisting Sakura into the bathroom.
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Tomoyo ran down the stairs and into Sakura’s living room where Syaoran was watching TV. Syaoran looked up for a second to see a blur run past him before he felt someone grab his arm and yank him up the stairs.
“H-hey! S-slow down!” Syaoran stuttered as he was forced through the door.
“What the Hell do you think you were do. . .ing. . .” the words slowly left his mouth when he saw Sakura standing quietly next to her bed. Her hands were clasped together and she was blushing bright red.
Syaoran stared wide-eyed at Sakura. ‘Damm’ he thought as he looked over Sakura. The green dress reached above her knees and outlined ever curve in her teenage body, and she had curves in all of the right places. The dress cut off short and showed her shoulders. ‘God Damm’ he thought as his eyes ran over her body again. She blushed and coughed to get his attention.
“Um. . . P-please say something” she stuttered. He was just staring at her and she was becoming self-conscious of herself.
“You look. . . amazing” he finally got out. ‘My favorite color never looked better’ he thought.
“Hehe thanks.” Sakura whispered.
“Soo Cute!” Tomoyo squealed as she recorded the scene with her camcorder. Suddenly the clock chimed five times and Sakura and Tomoyo exchanged shocked looks.
“Your Late!!” Tomoyo yelled. And grabbed Sakura by the arm and pulled her out the door.
“Thanks for your opinion Syaoran!” Tomoyo shouted back laughing and ran out with Sakura trailing behind her.
Syaoran sighed, still thinking it was a bad idea.
“How come she gets all hyped up over a totally suspicious letter?” he picked up the letter that was lying on the table and read it. His eyes widened in shock and fright. He started to sweat.
“This is. . . “
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Sakura ran to the park as fast as she can. When she finally reached the giant penguin, she stopped and started to breathe heavily. ‘But. . .no one’s here? He must be somewhere in the park’ she thought desperately.
The words in the letter rang through her head. ‘I’ve been in love with you. The one so cheerful and honest.’ ‘I want to know about this boy who says he loves me’ she thought. She heard foot steps behind her and she quickly turned around. ‘I Must Know!’
Her eyes widened at who was standing behind her.
“S-Syaoran?!” she gasped.
“W-what are you doing here?” she walked up to stand in front of him.
“I’m making a vow to myself right now. The one who sent this love letter is definitely here and I’m going to find out who he is, and I’m not going home until I do.” She said stubbornly.
“Don’t you remember?” he asked soflty.
“What?”
“This love letter” he reached into his pocket and took the letter out to show her. Sakura’s heart was beating faster and faster within each passing second.
“It’s from me” his bangs covered his eyes and he blushed. He looked at her, and stood straight, his feet planted into the ground. A blush still on his face.
“I wrote it. . . to you”
Sakura froze. Her heart beating uncontrollably in her chest. Her eyes widened in shock.
“What?!”
To Be Continued. . .
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A.N.I hope anyone that reads this likes the story soo far. Please Review on the crappiness!