Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Sakura Falls ❯ Roku ( Chapter 6 )

Sakura Falls

By: Sorano

Chapter Six

Disclaimer: CCS does not belong to me. It belongs to Clamp and Kodansha.

Sakura was a lonely figure as she walked along in the dusk. Her hand was constantly going up her newly pierced earlobes and twisted the metal stud as Admie had told her to do. She was convinced nothing had hurt that much before in her life. It would serve her right if they got infected.

Yet, when Admie held a mirror up in front of her and she saw the gold studs gleaming against her ears, it was all worth it. Just wait until everyone saw these…

She suddenly stopped in the middle of the street, a car blaring loudly as it swerved to avoid her. Otousan will see them! I can't hide them forever! What was she going to do? Would the earrings be reason enough to prevent her from going on the trip? I could say they're stick-on. Iie, Otousan isn't that stupid.

She sighed. Maybe Tomoyo will have an idea. She would call her helpful friend right away, she decided as she opened the screen door. The house was dark and quiet, making Sakura miss the days when Touya was there to bug her. She made her way over to the phone and checked for messages. As it was habit for her, she checked the phone to see if there were any new messages. There was one.

"Moshi moshi, Sakura-chan. It's Otousan, I'm calling from work. I'm going to be late tonight. Make yourself something to eat. Iie, not a TV dinner. Food. Remember our deal. Aishiteru, ja!"

Sakura grinned in relief. She had been bought some extra time to work things out. Her hand reached for the reciever but was interrupted by her stomach grumbling. She had never been a good cook. No TV dinners, ha! What else could she make? The microwave was the only thing she could operate.

"Hmmm, let's see what there is." She opened the fridge and peered inside. There wasn't much but a leftover casserole and a carton of orange juice. "Un, I guess Otousan forgot to get groceries again. He's been so busy lately. Maybe I should do some of the shopping for him."

The pantry didn't bring much luck except for a can of lima beans and noodles, nor the cupboard nor the freezer in the basement. "We have no food in the whole entire house!" Sakura wailed melodramaticaly.

"I guess I have no choice," Sakura said knowing what she was looking for all along and reached for the phone. She typed in a number which was almost as familiar as her own number. "Moshi moshi, I'd like a large vegetarian pizza, double cheese hold the artichokes, please."

* * *

Sakura enjoyed her solitary meal and didn't feel an ounce of guilt. The salty fat gave her the boost of energy she seriously needed. The loud ringing disturbed the deathly silence and Sakura jumped in surprise. Ano, it might be important. Otousan said I couldn't make calls, he never said any rules about answering them. She quickly snatched it up. "Moshi moshi?"

"Ara, my darling kaijuu!"

I should've let it ring. "Onnichan, konbanwa."

"How are you?"

"What do you care?"

"I don't. I'm just being polite."

Sakura laughed in relief. If everything through the world changed she could always count on her brother to be the same. "Ara, I'm fine."

"Is Otousan home?"

"Iie. He's working late again. Preparing for tomorrow's lecture I think."

There was quiet on the other line for a moment, then Touya said, "You must be lonely, huh? Without us to torment you."

Sakura snorted. "Actually I'm enjoying every moment of my only-child self-indulgent solitude."

"Don't you worry though, you won't be lonely for long!"

"In one ear and out the other, what are you trying to get to, Oniichan?"

"Me and Yukito-kun are coming down to visit this weekend."

A farmilair racing started up again in Sakura's heart and she found the phone a little slippery."Yukito-san?"

"C'mon, kaijuu. I know you miss me."

"Sure."

Truth was, Sakura did miss her brother. Not that she'd ever admit it. Though she hated him picking on her, the house had been awfully empty since he left. And she certainly missed Yukito and Yue. She giggled, remembering the fight Yue put up when he was told he would be living across the country from his mistress.

"What's so funny?""Nothing. Don't call me that anymore, okay, Touya? I'm not a kaijuu anymore."

"Whatever you say, kaijuu. I bet your footsteps have just gotten louder. You're an even big kaijuu now. So…I've got to go. Yukito-kun and I are going out in a couple minutes. Tell Otousan I'm coming around the twenty-fifth, okay? Say hi to everyone for me."

"Okay." Sakura found herself not wanting to let go of her brother. The brother who had always protected her. Had he somehow known and called when she was so lonely?

"Ja mata, kaijuu."

Sakura hung up and felt more alone than ever. The house was so, so quiet. Being grounded sucks…She went back to eat her food, but it just didn't taste as good anymore. Cold pizza never suited her.When she done, she went to the freezer and pulled out a container of ice cream. It had been a very long time since she'd had ice cream.

She lost herself in the creamy chocolate world and didn't come out until the container was empty. She stared at it blankly for a few minutes, then groaned. "I ate all of that! That must be a million calories! I'm such a pig! They'll never let me on the cheerleading squad now! What will Sato- I mean, Syaoran think of me now?"

She wanted to cry. She felt so ashamed. I hate myself! I'm all fat now! And my ears hurt! She looked guiltily at the ice cream container, rinsed it out, and put it with the recycling.

Sakura's ears were stinging so bad now that she thought she'd go insane. She ran up stairs and poured half the bottle of achohol on them. "Shit! It hurts!" She rotated the earrings as Admie had told her to but nothing seemed to help.

"Sakura-chan? Daijobu?" Kero fluttered into the bathroom.

"Nothing, Kero-chan."

"You got your ears pierced," he commented.

"Really? I didn't notice."

"They're nice. I like them, Sakura-chan. They make you look very sophisticated."

Sakura smiled warmly at her little friend. "Arigatou. They'd better be nice because they hurt like hell."

* * *

Sakura waited up late on Thursday, way past midnight. Her eyes were glued to the television screen but she was just flicking channels. There was a curling game on and a documentary on snakes, but that was about it. She forced her eyes to stay open though that pillow looked so very nice. She wasn't quite sure why she was waiting up for Touya, why it was so important. Maybe she just didn't want him to think she was a baby for being in bed when he arrived. Or maybe she just didn't feel it was right for her brother to come to a dead house. Fujitaka was waiting for her brother too, but he was in the basement library working.

At one am, Sakura heard the garage screech as it pulled itself open and the front door slammed. Sakura flicked off the T.V, casting the room into silent darkness and ran to the door to meet him. "Niichan!"she threw her arms around his tired figure.

Touya grinned and patted her head fondly. "Hey, Sakura-chan. Still a kaijuu I see. You run down those halls like an elephant."

"Kaijuu ne!" Sakura huffed and puffed. She hadn't quite reached her telephone pole goal yet and her brother had done nothing but grow since she last saw him.

"Iie," the smile vanished from Touya's face and he held her back from him, studying her quizically. "You certainly are not. My little sister is turning out to be-"

"Don't say it," Fujitaka said, coming up the basement stairs and flicking on the light. "She's still your imouto. Things are bad enough without your comments."

"What's missing here?" Sakura mused aloud, digging through her brother's things. "Onnichan, where's Yukito-san?" She pawed through his travel bag.

"Eeto, you certainly won't find him in there."

"Yukito-san! What did you do with him, Onnichan?"

"Relax! He's coming up tomorrow. There were so some… loose ends that had to be tied up back in Tokyo."

"Sakura-chan, carry Touya's bags up to his room please."

"Why me?"

"I'm sure Touya's tired after that long trip. Please don't argue."

Sakura scowled at her father, then flung the bags over his shoulders and her made her way upstairs, complaining all the way.

She staggered back downstairs and flung herself on the couch dramatically. "Did they kick you out or something? I think you must have brought all you own back with you." Her brother and father sat down beside her and they talked there together all through the night.

* * *

"What the fuck do you mean that I can't wear this to school?!" Sakura wailed, waking her tired brother (and probably the whole neighbourhood).

"Sakura-chan, I said not to use that language."

"I don't see what's wrong with it. Ara, please! Everybody is wearing these!"

"I said no! I won't have my daughter walking around dressed like some hooker!"

"A hooker, touchan, really!"

Touya stumbled into the kitchen yawning. His eyes widened and he rubbed them thinking the grit was imparing his view. "What's…up, imouto?"

Sakura glared at him. "Onnisama" she laid it on thick," tell Otousama that I can wear this to school."

"Um, eeto, I don't think it's really you. It sort of sends out the wrong message."

"What's wrong with it?" Sakura twirled around, admiring her long tanned legs. This was the outfit she had bought with Tomoyo the day she was grounded. The black nylon miniskirt just covered her panties and the matching bright pink tube top was skimpier than Baywatch bikinis. She clicked her five-inch heels against the wood floor impatiently.

The morning fog evaportated from Touya's mind and he said,"Chotto. Don't you wear a uniform to school?"

Sakura nodded. "Usually. But it's a non-uniform day. We can wear regular clothes today."

"That's not regular, young lady. Do you honestly think the administation would approve of that?"

"I don't give a damn what the 'administation' thinks."

"How come I never got a non-uniform day?"

Mr. Kinomoto glared at his son. "How about you stay out of this, Touya?"

Touya shrugged and turned away from the argument. He learned long ago it's best not to get involved with teenage girls in their little 'moods'. He overflowed his bowl with Lucky Charms, enjoying the break from cafeteria food.

"Sakura-chan, you aren't not going out in public like that! I will not allow it!"

"I don't care what you'll 'allow', Otousan! It's an expression of my individuality!"

"Eeto, it's an expression of something!"

"Fuck you! This is what I'm wearing and you can't stop me!" Nobody noticed the tears brimming in Sakura's eyes and she marched out of the house, slamming the door in her father's stunned face.

"I can't believe I said that."