Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Sakura Falls ❯ San ( Chapter 3 )

Sakura Falls

By: Sorano

Chapter 3:

Disclaimer: CCS doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Clamp and Kodansha and maybe some other people. Don't sue. Please.

*********************************************************************** ************************************************

Sakura was so happy to be away from her house and on the way to school that she was litteraly bouncing. She had not spoken a word with her father since the mall incident except for a short, "Ittekimasu" and his "Itterashai".

"Ohayo, Tomoyo-chan," Sakura said opening her locker.

"I hope you didn't get into too much trouble." Tomoyo said. "You don't look very good."

Sakura grabbed her books and slammed the locker shut. "Otousan is really mad at me. I think I hurt his feelings. I…I think I hurt 'kaachan, too."

Tomoyo's eyes widened in surprise. "Nani? How?"

"I don't know. I heard things all night." Sakura shuddered. "I dreamt and Okaasan was crying."

"So what's going to happen to you?"

"I'm grounded indefinitly and I… Ara, Tomoyo-chan. I can't go with everyone to America in May."

Tomoyo flung her arms around Sakura. "That's too bad, Sakura-chan. It won't be the same without you."

Sakura shrugged. "It's no…big deal."

"How can you say that? You've always wanted to go to America."

"Sakura-chan can't go to America?" Yamazaki suddenly appeared between them, with Chiharu close behind.

"Sakura got in trouble and now she can't go on the trip," Tomoyo explained to them.

"Shinji nai! That's not fair!"

"Poor Sakura-chan," Chiharu added* * *

In Geography Sakura doodled as she was bored to tears. The class was even worse than usual today because they were comparing America to Japan. Sakura had lied to Tomoyo. She desperately wanted to go on that trip.

Sure her friends had been sympathetic, but not everyone. Several of her classmates couldn't resist rubbing it in. And when word got around that she and Tomoyo had been caught shoplifting, everyone had been really nasty to them. Sakura had expected them to be respected for it. After all, everyone did it. And Sakura was, had been, the most popular girl in her school.

It's amazing how quickly people can turn. So you can imagine by fifth period geography, Sakura wasn't in a great mood. When had things gotten so bad? She used to be so happy. Was it when Touya and Yukito had gone off to college? When Syaoran had come back from Hong Kong? When her father had got fired? Or when she'd been rejected for the high school cheerleading squad because she wasn't thin enough? She'd started dieting and smoking. Things turned for the worst then. When she started high school.

Sakura felt a hard tap on her back. She turned around and the boy behind her passed her a small folded paper. She smiled in thanks, and unfolded it on her lap, careful so the teacher wouldn't see. When Ueda-sensei caught you passing, reading, or writing notes, she tended to not only give detentions, but also read the note outloud to the class. And she picked apart everything that was written. The students had their suspicions that catching notes were the highlights of her pathetic life.Sakura- I heard you aren't coming on the trip. That is too bad, it won't be any fun without you. I'm not not sure what's happened between us, but I don't like. We're friends, right? More than friends? Wanna sit together at lunch? Write Back. -Syaoran Sakura smiled. She hadn't been very nice to Syaoran lately. She had waited three years for him to come back to Japan, and when he did, she dumped him. He seemed to square for her all of a sudden. What had I been thinking? Syaoran? I love Syaoran! No, I don't. But I really, really like him. Sakura scribbled a note to him, apologizing for the way she'd been treating him lately, and saying that she'd talk to him at lunch. She passed it back and spent the rest of the period willing the clock to move faster. * * * When lunch finally came, Sakura didn't bother stopping at her locker to chat with her friends and headed straight to the cafeteria. She couldn't find Syaoran anywhere, so she sat down at an empty seat. It felt odd sitting alone. She realized the world looked different when you aren't surronded by friends. Five minutes passed and Syaoran didn't show up. Sakura was a little worried. Why wasn't he coming? Sakura was about to get up and find her friends when the boy flopped down in the seat opposite her, panting. "Osoku natte, Sakura-chan. Sensei made me stay late." Sakura smiled cheerfully. "That's okay." Syaoran pulled the contents of his lunch out a brown paper bag. He had a pb&j sandwich, a juicebox, and two oatmeal cookies. Sakura stared at the meal in horror. Syaoran was the only tenth grader she knew who still brought his lunch from home. Normally she bought her lunch, but today she didn't really feel like eating all that fatty, high-calorie junk. "You don't have a lunch, Sakura-chan?" Sakura shook her head sending swirls of gold flying around her shoulders "I brought money. But I'm not really hungry." "Do you want one of my cookies?" He offered her one of his homemade cookies. "No thanks." It was sweet of him to offer. She could remember the day when Syaoran would rather take something from her than give. Syaoran took a bite of his sandwich, chewing it thoughtfully. "Were you really shoplifting, Sakura-chan?" Sakura nodded. "Hai. It's too bad we go caught on Tomoyo-chan's first time." "Why did you do it? That wasn't too bright, Sakura-chan." "I… Come, on, Syaoran-kun. Let's talk about something else, okay?" Syaoran shook his head, almost sadly. "What happened to you, Sakura-chan?" Sakura was getting defensive now. "Nothing happened to me. It's not like I robbed a bank or anything. Drop it or I'll find someone else to share my time with." She got up to leave, but Syaoran caught her arm and pulled her back down. "I'm sorry. I just don't want you to get hurt." Sakura smiled. "Hey, do you wanna catch a movie tonight?" "I thought you were grounded." "Ara, I forgot. But its just one movie. Otousan won't know." "Okay, then. Ten?" Sakura nodded. She pulled a cardboard box from her purse and drew out a short white stick. "Want a smoke?" Syaoran was tempted to give in, but his morals and good upbringing won out. "No thanks." Sakura shrugged and lit her cigarette.

"Is this how you can go days without eating, Sakura-Chan?"

Sakura winked at him. "It cuts down on my appetite yes. But to tell you the truth, I can't live without it. Niichan always warned me I would get hooked. Don't ever try it, Syaoran-kun."

Syaoran wrinkled his nose. "Masaka."

While she smoked, Syaoran pondered his girlfriend's new behavior. He would give anything to have his old, sweet Sakura back, but at the same time found this new Sakura strangely enticing. Sexy almost. The continued to talk for the rest of lunch, well, Sakura smoked, Syaoran did most of the talking.* * * 9:45 p.m., preparing for the great escape- Kero watched in mild interest as Sakura puttered about her room. She summoned the mirror card because it had worked so well before and was happy to help her out. Her clone climbed into bed and winked at Sakura. Now…how to get out? She couldn't go out the front door, for very obvious reasons. And her window was too high up to jump. "Kero, help!" She turned to the guardian beast. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Why should I?" "Does the words 'fudge brownies' mean anything to you?" "Fudge! Yummy!" Kero succumbed instantly. "Use the fly card, Sakura-chan!" Sakura snapped her fingers. "Of course! Why didn't I think of that?" "Are you sure you want that question answered?" Kero asked her and was replied with a deathly glare. "Arigatou, Kero-chan! You're the best!" She gave Kero a little hug, then called out the fly card. Big beautiful white wings sprouted through the fabric of her dress and Sakura was able to fly. "Turn out the lights for me, okay Kero-chan?" And with that she was gone.