Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Roommates ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

Kitty Neko: I'm BACKK! And I brought Syaoran along again just for fun.

Syaoran: Fun? Rah.

Kitty Neko: Don't be like that. Anyways, we would like to start with reasons for taking this long to update.

Syaoran: In other words, you're about to hear a bunch of excuses.

Kitty Neko: (Kicks Syaoran) That's enough, you. Anyways, it was tennis season so my coach started scheduling a lot of games for us to do. Ugh. It mad me very tired. I also had a lot of personal problems that kept me from writing AND I started a new story!!!!! It is called Visible To You. I just couldn't get the idea out of my head.

Syaoran: Plug plug plug

Kitty Neko: (glares but tries to ignore Syaoran) Anyways, it's another romance/comedy. But, unlike Roommates, it's not going to be really long. I'm thinking about 5 chapters. But of course, there's going to be lots of laughs and romance involved. I definitely have not stopped writing Roommates! I really enjoy writing this one.

QUESTIONS YOU ASKED- Thank you for all the reviews! I really appreciated them!

Kitty Neko: Now I would like to take some time to answer the questions that people ask me in their reviews. I kept forgetting to do this in past chapters. Sorry!

Syaoran: Sure you are.

Kitty Neko: Grr.. Anyways…

Heather asked what month is it now. Well, this chapter starts off at the end of March and continues from there.

Oh yea, I don't mind emailing people when I update, so if you want me to email you when I get the next chapter up, just say so. Be sure to leave your email address where I can get to it easily though!

Choco-penguin- that sounds like a good idea, but I already have the whole plot thought out. I just have to get my lazy butt in gear and TYPE! He he

Animefreak242- Sakura got pregnant in September.

Kitty Neko: Well, I think that's about it. Enjoy the story! (Ugh, this was my longest Authors notes ever)

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.

"I can't believe that it's already the end of March and we still haven't found a house that we'd like to rent!" At that moment, Sakura was sorely tempted to bang her head up against the table. She probably would have too if her belly weren't so big. It would have been more trouble than it was worth to get her head to the table.

Syaoran laughed at his roommate and handed her the comic section of the newspaper. "Here, calm down. Read the comics. I'll continue to look through this stupid newspaper."

Sakura took the section but eyed the rest. "I want the horoscope section too."

Syaoran rolled his eyes but handed it to her. "So what's your horoscope?"

Sakura found her zodiac sign and read under her breath before voicing it aloud. "You will have bad luck for the rest of eternity. Do not even attempt to find a new place to live."

"It does not say that!"

"Who cares? I don't need it printed in the newspaper to know that it's true." Sakura crossed her arms in a huff and rested them on her stomach.

"Stop being pessimistic." Syaoran scolded before picking up his highlighter and circling something in the newspaper.

"I'm not being a pessimist," Sakura insisted, "I'm being a realist."

"Whatever you want to call it."

Sakura giggled and pulled the comic section in front of her face. When she was sure he wasn't looking, she peeked over to look at his section. There were about twenty listings under the unfurnished houses for rent and he had only circled about two. It was pathetic, but they weren't going to give up. There was bound to be a house eventually… right?

Thirty minutes later, Sakura found herself being piled into the car once again. She was bound for another long day of house searching. Hurray.

*****

Nothing. Not like she was really expecting to find something, but it was still disappointing. Sakura sighed deeply but tried to stay quiet. It was probably about one in the morning and Syaoran was fast asleep. Lying on her side, Sakura looked long and hard at the man that she loved who had no idea that she loved him.

A few rays of moonlight escaped the drapes on the window and fell across his face. If it were possible, he looked even cuter when he was asleep. Sakura struggled not to sigh again. She had tried to tell him. Every single time that the word `love' was on the tip of her tongue, her throat tightened and her mouth went dry. At this rate, he was never going to know.

Diverting her gaze so her eyes wouldn't start to water up, her eyes fell on her stomach. June ninth. At times it seemed like forever away, but right now it seemed so close. It was hard to believe how much her life had changed since she found out about the little baby growing in her womb. Lately they (as in Tomoyo, Syaoran, Eriol, and Sakura) had been thinking of a name for the girl. Like the search for a house, name picking wasn't going too well either. The names were either too bland or too weird.

Sakura's eyelids started to droop; she really should get some sleep. That decided, she gently closed her eyes and blocked out every other thought that popped up in her mind.

*****

You know the feeling you get when you're being watched? Well, when Sakura awoke, she became very aware that she was being watched. As soon as she opened her eyes, she came to the conclusion that she had been correct in her assumption. Amber eyes stared at her intently.

"Eek!" Sakura scrambled under the covers and started laughing uncontrollably, "Don't eat me!" When Syaoran had looked at her like that, he reminded her of a starving wolf.

"Eat you?" Syaoran asked, "I don't think my bowls could handle that."

Pulling the covers back down, Sakura stuck her tongue out. "I think they could. You eat your own cooking all the time."

Syaoran smacked her head lightly. "I guess if you don't like my cooking, I could make you cook instead."

"No!" Sakura cried out in mock horror. "I'm too lazy to cook for myself." Actually, she really did like to cook. It was the cleaning part that bothered her. But that was beside the point.

Syaoran chuckled and pulled himself off the bed. "I'm going to get breakfast started. We've got another long day of house hunting today."

"Joy."

Syaoran left the room and Sakura got up to her leisure. Wiggling out of the blankets, she happened to glance at the calendar. A wolfish smile engulfed her features.

*****

"Anything interesting?" Sakura asked casually.

"Well, there is this one house under open house. Maybe we could go see it today."

Sakura nodded and fell silent. It was probably the best time.

Grabbing her stomach, Sakura let out a moan of pain. She made sure that her face was contorted in a look of agony and even started to breath heavier. Syaoran immediately dropped his newspaper and got up to stand next to her. "What is it? Are you ok? Where does it hurt?"

Sakura had been planning to make it last longer but her conscience started to nag at the back of her mind. He was really worried. Bursting into laughter, Sakura said, "April Fools!"

Syaoran looked surprised for a second before a rush of other emotions went over his features; annoyance, amusement, concern, and… relief??

"You jerk! You had me worried!" He allowed himself a small smile. "It was a little funny though. Where did you learn to play sick like that?"

"Years of practice." Sakura pretended to polish her fingernails on her shirt. "I swear that the people in the office at my old elementary school knew me so well that they had my number memorized. I was good, wasn't I?"

Syaoran laughed and nodded. "Don't need for you to get an even bigger head."

"You're the one with the fat head." Sakura pouted.

"Uh huh. Sure." Realization dawned on him. "April Fools? Today's April first?"

Sakura turned to her make-believe audience. "Give the man a prize!"

"I can't believe I forgot your Birthday!" Syaoran was starting to feel bad.

"No reason for you to. You remember just about everything else!" When her reassurance didn't work, she tried again. "You'll just have to make it up to me later. I want lots of presents!" That seemed to work.

"Then call your daddy. I'll give you your birthday spankings though."

"I don't think so." Sakura muttered.

"Anyways," Syaoran gathered his newspaper and headed for the door. "We need to get busy."

"WAHH!"

*****

Sakura was in shock. They had finally found it, the perfect place. Well, not perfect, but it was pretty much what they were looking for.

A few weeks later and she found herself packing up what had been her room for years. It was strange leaving that place. There were a lot of memories. "But think of it this way," Sakura said to herself, "There will be tons of new memories at the new house."

"Talking to yourself?" Syaoran asked, walking into her room with an empty box for more of her `junk'. "You know, you could actually throw some of this stuff away."

Sakura ignored him. "Perfect timing! I was about to empty my closet but the top shelf is too high for me. Would you be a doll and get all the stuff down?"

"I will not `be a doll' but I will get it for you." Syaoran grumbled, just as she knew he would.

Sakura watched as he continually pulled more and more things down all the while saying, "Junk, junk, and more junk. Geeze, Sakura, you're such a slob."

Sakura was about to retort when he cut her off. "What's this?"

"What?" Sakura rose to her feet and peered over his shoulder. What she saw made her burst out into laughter. "I forgot all about that!" Low and behold. Syaoran was holding the picture that Sakura had drawn of him back in September. You know, the one where he was wearing the pink dress.

"I remember this." Syaoran said distastefully. "I thought I shredded it and threw it away."

He made to rip this one too, but Sakura snatched it from his hands before he could. "You probably did. I kept the original `cause I knew you would. I wanted to remember it." She grinned at him maliciously. "And I wanted to make sure you always remembered it too."

"I don't need you too keep it, to remember it." Syaoran rolled his eyes but continued to empty her closet while she examined the drawing closer.

Back then; she had thought that she really disliked Syaoran. But according to Tomoyo, she was already in `LUB' with him. Life was too weird.

Putting the drawing in a safe place, she continued to pack. Ugh, she hated packing. But if there was something she hated even more than packing, it was unpacking.

*****

"I hate unpacking." Sakura said for the umpteenth time.

"So I've heard." Syaoran replied, dragging a dresser into the room that was going to belong to Sakura and the baby. "Would you mind giving me a hand?"

"Sorry," Sakura said unconvincingly, "Meiling said I'm not to lift heavy things."

"Right." Huff. "And yet you are still able to pick YOURSELF up and move around the house."

"HEY!"

"You know Syaoran, it's not nice to make fun of a pregnant woman's weight. It lowers their self esteem."

"Eriol," Syaoran growled at the young man who had just entered the house, "What the hell took you so long?"

"Traffic." He replied simply. "I do hope that you haven't overworked yourself."

For a second, Sakura was actually afraid of Syaoran. He had an evil look of anger and hatred on his face. And if that was bad, it was simply horrifying when he smiled, making sure to show lots of teeth. "Oh, don't worry. I didn't. I saved all the REALLY hard stuff for when you got here."

Before Syaoran could start working poor Eriol (who was starting to look slightly paler) to death she decided to ask him where Tomoyo was.

"Um, I think she went to put some more of your boxes in the kitchen."

"Thank you." Sakura said quickly and scurried away before having to witness the pain that Eriol was about to go through. Well, she would have loved to stay around and watch it, but there was a ton of things that needed to be done.

Walking into the unfamiliar kitchen Sakura saw her best friend standing around and looking at the mess with dismay. When she noticed Sakura she said, "I swear you get bigger and bigger every time I see you."

"You saw me just a couple of hours ago." Sakura glared.

"I know." Changing the subject, she said, "It's going to take us forever to clean up this mess."

"I know." Sakura grinned at Tomoyo. "That's why I asked you to come over and help."

"Evil." Tomoyo put her forehead on her hands. "Why didn't you call Meiling?"

"Because, unlike you, Meiling is a hard working woman."

"I work hard!" Tomoyo protested.

"Sure you do."

Tomoyo huffed. "You're starting to sound more and more like Syaoran every day."

"I am?"

Tomoyo nodded. "Yes. Which brings me to another question. How's the confession coming along?"

Sakura flinched and reached for a box. Might as well get started while they talked. Tomoyo followed suit. "Not so great. I choke up every time."

"Dummy!" Tomoyo cried out in frustration. She was about to say more but Eriol chose that moment to stick his head into the kitchen. "I wasn't calling you." She teased.

"Har har." He muttered. "I think I'd rather be with my `Master' Syaoran than hang around here and be made fun of by you two."

"ERIOL! Get your butt in here!"

Eriol froze at the sound of Syaoran's voice. "On second thought, hide me!" Ducking behind Tomoyo, he tried to hide from Syaoran who entered the kitchen half a second later.

"Have you guys seen Eriol?"

"He's cowering behind me." Tomoyo offered and stepped away. Eriol scrambled to get behind her again just for her to move a second time. Deciding that that wasn't going to work, he tried to hide behind Sakura.

Syaoran wasted no time in grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and bodily dragging him out of the kitchen and back to the other rooms. "Help me!" Eriol shrieked, but to no avail. Tomoyo only waved goodbye to him.

"Now where were we?" She asked. Sakura shook her head sadly. She had some really weird friends.

*****

"Thanks for treating us to dinner, Syaoran." Tomoyo said, taking a sip of her peach lemonade.

"No problem." Syaoran said. "It's my way of thanking you for helping us out with unpacking. You were a really big help, Tomoyo."

"What about me?" Eriol wined, pointing at himself with a fork.

"You are worthless," Eriol blanched, "I spent more time dragging you back than you did actually helping me." Eriol looked slightly sheepish, "But to be completely honest, you were a big help. Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"I think I'm going to faint." Sakura joked. "You two are actually being civil to each other."

"We are friends, you know." Eriol pointed out.

"We are?" Eriol looked like he wanted to throw his vegetables at Syaoran, but he refrained. They were in a nice place, after all. He would let it slide.

"I'm so happy that we found such a nice house." Sakura said happily, grinning like an idiot. "Now all I have to do is go shopping for baby stuff!"

"Oh, that reminds me!" Tomoyo clapped her hands together. "I need to throw you a baby shower!"

"You don't have to do that. You've done enough for me already."

"Oh no, I insist! As your best friend it's my duty to throw you the best baby shower ever!" When Tomoyo got that excited and determined look in her eyes, there was no stopping her.

"Oh goodness…" Eriol muttered under his breath to Syaoran.

"Tell me about it."

Kitty Neko: Hope you liked it. I gotta get busy with the rest! Ja!