Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Sakura Falls ❯ Go ( Chapter 5 )

Sakura Falls

By: Sorano

Chapter 5

Disclaimer: CCS does not belong to me. It belongs to Clamp and Kodansha. Don't sue.

A/N: I'm sure most of you know, but for those who don't: kanojo-chan=sweetheart and musume=daughter. Aishiteru- I love you.*********************************************************************** **************************************** Sakura's eyelids were dragging when she heaved herself through her second story window. She wanted nothing more than to crawl into her bed and sleep till noon. Of course, she wasn't so lucky. She knew something was up before she even got inside because her bedroom lights were on. Maybe Kero had forgotten to turn them out like she asked, but the pounding in her heart told her that wasn't it. "Ara, Shit!" Fujitaka sat patiently on her yellow mattress waiting for her. The Mirror Card was gone. Sakura was terrified but she wanted to go give her father a big hug. Tell him that everything was all right and that she was safe. Did he worry about her? Up until now she hadn't really considered how much pain she must have caused him. How she'd been treating him. Didn't he deserve more than that? Her wings disintegrated and she landed with a hard thud on her bedroom floor. She though she saw Kero, who was flopped at an odd angle against the cupboard, giving her an evil eye, but it could've been her imagination. She and Fujitaka stared at each other for a few moments warily. Neither knew what to expect from each other these days and they didn't want to say something they would regret. "Sakura-chan…" he sighed. "What am I going to do with you? I lost your mother years ago, Touya's gone off to college, and now you…What's happening to you, Sakura-chan? I don't want to lose my little Sakura-chan also." Sakura noticed the object he had been fingering in his hands and tears welled up behind her eyes. It was a ten-year-old Sakura with her arms wrapped tight around her father. He was holding her up in the photo, supporting her in strong arms. "'touchan…Gomen, I'm so sorry. I don't know what to say." "I do. Tell me what is happening to you. Who's doing this to you, Sakura-chan? Tell me and I will go and hurt them so bad. Demo, don't you dare tell me it was you Sakura-chan because I won't believe it. Tell me you are still in there somewhere and you'll come back to me someday." Sakura wanted to laugh, wanted to cry. "For goodness sake, I went to a movie!" But that's not what he thinks, Sakura. You could've been anywhere. You couldn't have been in someone else's arms but Syaoran's. She hesitantly stepped forward, baby steps, until she stood in front of her father. Then she collapsed into him, tears running freely down her cheeks. "You're a good girl, Sakura-chan," Mr. Kinomoto said. "Innocent. Don't let anyone take that away from you. Its precious." Sakura wiped the tears from her eyes. "I just wanted to have some fun. I don't want to be bad." Fujitaka frowned. "I know. I just don't want to see you throw your life away. Be so very care, musume. Not everyone out there cares about you." With a gentle finger Fujitaka smoothed away her tears and whispered, "I'll tell you what, kanojo-chan. I'll let you go to America after all, if there's no more trouble and no more sneaking out. Okay?" Sakura smiled at him. "I can do that." Fujitaka glanced to the clock. "You must be tired. Get some sleep now." Sakura nodded and kissed his cheek. "Aishiteru, 'touchan." "Aishiteru mo, Sakura-chan." She crawled into bed and her father left, flicking off the lights. A gentle smile crossed Fujitaka's as he walked down the hall. That's my girl still. She's going to be all right. Once he had left, Sakura sat up and Kero stretched. "Sheesh, Sakura-chan! You took long enough! I've been stuck in that position for two hours. He was really worried about you, you know. He just sat there, waiting for you to come home." "Hai …" "Did you really mean all that, Sakura-chan? It was so corny." Sakura looked startled. "It wasn't a show, Kero-chan. I meant it. I hate fighting with Otousan." "You wouldn't know it, the way you two carry on." "It's hard sometimes, Kero-chan. But he looked so sad tonight." Kero nodded, knowing what she meant. "Are you really going to stay home for two months? Can you survive that?" Sakura nodded. "Hai, I don't have much choice if I want to go to America. I really do want to go." "So do I. If you can't go, neither can I." "Sure it will suck but I have to prove to Otousan he can trust me again." "It's late, Sakura. You should go to sleep." "You're right. Oyasumi nasai, Kero-chan." "'Night Sakura-chan." Sakura had been asleep for all of ten minutes when she suddenly bolted upright. "Damn!" "What's wrong?" Kero asked, crossly. "Miyuko invited me to her party next Friday night." "Ano, you'll have to skip it." "I can't! This is super important! I might get on the cheerleading squad! And Satoshi will be there…Everyone will think I'm a total geek if I don't show up!" * * * Sakura stood in front of the cafeteria, tray in hand, looking for her friends. She had decided to have lunch today. Unlike her peers who had pop and fries, she only had a small Caesar salad. Where's Tomoyo? Her friends weren't sitting in their usual table. "Hey Sakura-chan! Come sit with us!" Miyuko stood on a plastic chair and was waving madly. Sakura wasn't sure how much she wanted to eat lunch with Miyuko's crowd, but it wouldn't look good to refuse and besides, her friends weren't around. She sat down to Miyuko and glanced around the table. Even if they were socs, they definitely weren't they kind of people Sakura normally associated with. "Hey, Miyuko, who's the chick?" Sakura looked at the speaker in disgust. He had long, greasy hair and it seemed there wasn't an inch of his body that wasn't either pierced or tattooed. "This is Sakura Kinomoto," Miyuko said as she guzzled down a soda. "She's cool. Be nice to her." All the girls smiled sweetly at Sakura and introduced themselves. The boys didn't really say much, they talked among themselves. But every now and then they'd glance up at Sakura and giggle. This was making her extremely uncomfortable, especially as they sized up her breasts. "You know, Sakura-chan," one of the girls, Admie spoke up. "You really you should get your ears pierced." "Nani?" Sakura yelped, touching her earlobes as if she expected a needle to fly out of nowhere. "I like my ears the way they are, thanks." "Come on, Sakura-chan. It's just a suggestion. I just meant Satoshi might like you better if you had pierced ears." "That's just stupid," Sakura replied. "How could that make any difference?" "You'll see. Why don't you come over to my house this afternoon and I'll do them for you. Free." "I don't know…" But the subject had already been changed and now the girls were talking about a concert that was taking place soon. Nobody seemed to be interested in Sakura anymore and she felt rather left out. With her friends she was always the center of attention. She nibbled on her salad, but she wasn't very hungry. Somebody sat in front of her and she felt the disturbing feeling of being stared at. She looked up slowly and gazed into a beautiful pair of blue-green eyes. Syaoran's eyes were rocks compared to these. "Satoshi-kun?" The boy nodded. "Konnichiwa. Are you coming to Miyuko-chan's party?" "Umm, uh-huh." She nodded. "I'm glad." He has beautiful hair…Blond, so soft and wavy… "I'm looking forward to dancing with you, Sakura-Chan." "Chan?" "You don't mind if I call you that." It was not a question. Sakura blushed. "Iie, I don't mind." "Did you see that new movie? Hoshiaino?" Sakura nodded. "Yep! Me 'n' Syaoran-kun saw it last night." "What did you think?" "It was okay." "I take it you didn't see much." "Nope." Sakura and Satoshi continued to talk for the rest of lunch and Sakura found that she loved every minute of it. It felt like she'd never been able to talk so easily with anyone before. Satoshi was like no one she'd ever met before. He was so…deep. Like sure he was hot and all, but he actually had a great personality too. Sakura's regular crowd was eating at the far end of the cafeteria with one eye always on the couple and the other on their lime Jell-O. Tomoyo noticed the steam hissing out of Syaoran's ears and giggled. "Li-kun, don't worry about it. Sakura-chan's just talking to him, that's all." "Hmh." Tomoyo rolled her eyes at Eriol. "Somebody's jealous." "Sakura-chan should be allowed to talk to whoever she wants, Li-kun," Eriol pointed out wisely. "It's not like she'sc-" they saw Sakura peck Satoshi on the cheek before getting up and leaving. "Uh, never mind." * * * "Syaoran-kun?" Sakura stood in front of her mirror in her locker at the end of the day. "Do you think I'm pretty?" "Sure," he answered automatically; thankful she hadn't asked him whether she was fat. "No, really. Am I pretty?" "I just told you, Sakura-chan. I think you're the most beautiful girl in the school. I thought you were cute since the day I first saw you and now I have to fight to keep you." Sakura smiled. When had it become so easy to get a compliment out of Syaoran? "Do you think I should get my ears pierced?" "I dunno. If you want to, I guess." Sakura sighed. "Admie says she'll pierce them for me. She says it will make me prettier." Well, that's not exactly what she said, but… "You should get it done by a professional, Sakura-chan." "I'm sure Admie can do a great job, Syoaron-kun. She's pierced all her own, all fifty of them." "I wouldn't trust her if I were you." "It's alright." "Just your ears, okay Sakura-chan? No more?" Sakura nodded. "Don't worry, Syaoran-kun. I won't turn punk on you." Sakura saw Admie waving at her from down the hall. "I've got to go, Syaoran-kun. I'll call you tonight. No wait, I can't. I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow then." She kissed him, shut her locker and ran down the hall to meet her new friend. "Ja …" * * * "Relax, Sakura-chan. I've done this a million times! If you don't sit still, well, ever mind." Sakura sat on Admie's bed, in her very Goth room. "See, just hold this ice cube to your ear for a few minutes and I'll go get the needle." Needle? If there was one thing Sakura did not like, it was needles. "Um, do you have to use a needle?" "Of course baka!" Admie laughed. "How else would I pierce it? Don't worry. It won't hurt." "Now, let's see. I just put the earring on this thread, and the thread through the needle." Sakura grimaced. It didn't sound like Admie really knew what she was talking about. Admie gave Sakura a large cotton swab. "Here, Sakura-chan. When I'm done, just put this on to stop any blood." Blood? "Okay…" Was it just Sakura's imagination, or did Admie sound nervous? Sakura felt the cold metal point rest against her ear. "Okay, it'll sting for a minute, k, Sakura-chan? Are you ready?" "Iie!" Sakura scrunched her eyes shut. Admie just laughed again and pulled the trigger. "Owwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!" * * *