Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Sakura Falls ❯ Nana ( Chapter 7 )

Sakura Falls

By: Sorano

Chapter Seven

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

A/N: As much as I love reviews, what do you all expect Syaoran to do? He's her boyfriend, not her keeper. She doesn't need him to save her, and even if she did, what could he do? This isn't a clow card, minna! Sorry, but I had to say that. ^_^

-note to everyone: if you want a free slushie, go to Quickie and buy the smallest size with only a twenty dollar bill. They never have enough change so you always get it free. Of course, a little flirting helps! Really, it's worked for me so many times. They never bother to charge you for such a small thing.

"Ohayo, Tomoyo-chan!"

Sakura strutted up to her locker.

The girl beside her was silent, gaping at her. Sakura waved a hand over her face. "Hey, Tomoyo-chan! Moshi moshi?"

"I didn't know you were planning on where that to school," Tomoyo choked out when she got over her shock. "I mean, it looks good and all, it's just, wow. Ara, Sakura-chan! You really do look so cute!"

Sakura grinned. "Yeah? Not sexy?"

"You want to look sexy?" Tomoyo couldn't believe what she was hearing. Ever since the seventh grade when Sakura had hit 'puberty' she was every boy's dream. Boys sat in math class working out every detail of her in bed. But sexy. Sakura didn't need to try to be sexy. She had a natural, beautiful charm. Tomoyo was jealous. Sakura didn't need a scandelous outfit to attract attention yet she did it anyway.

A group of boys made their way past the two girls and the hall echoed with catcalls. "Looking good, Sakura-chan!" Satoshi whistled at her. "I'll see you at the party tonight, ne?"

"Right!" Sakura waved at him.

"What party?" Tomoyo looked at Sakura quizzically.

"I can't believe you don't know! Miyuko's party tonight! You were invited, weren't you?"

"Iie, of course not. Miyuko throws really wild parties. They don't invite people they know won't get stoned with them. That's all they do you know- sit around, drink, sniff and count grains of sand. Personally I would want to go to a real party where people are actually more than half awake."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Miyuko doesn't think you're cool. She thinks you're one of them."

"Miyuko is nice. We're friends. You can't say stuff like that about her when you've never even met her."

"She tried to fill my video camera up with Pepsi at the cafeteria and drink out of it. Face it, the girl is out of it."

"Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura balled her fists up angry, hurt at being talked down by her friend. Tomoyo was supposed to look up to her.

"I only care about you, Sakura-chan. I don't want them to hurt you."

Sakura turned away and left Tomoyo. She needed some noise.

* * *

The whole day was excruciatingly long. During her grounding she developed a craving for socialising. The wild music, the colours, the techno music, dancing, dancing, dancing! Ara, if only Syaoran would come!

"Kinomoto-san!" A crabby old voice snapped her back into reality.

"Hai, Imidio-sensei?"

"Would you kindly explain the equation to the class?"

Sakura blinked. "What equation?"

"The one on the board, Kinomoto-san."

"Hai! That one!" Sakura looked at all the squiggly shapes on the chalkboard.

I think its algebra. Let's see…oh, never mind. "Okay! See X over there? And Y over there? And see Q, everybody? And don't forget about N!" The class not longer looked bored, confused, but not bored. "And X is in love with Y. And X is friends with Q for a long time, that's why their, what did you call it- hypo, hippo something?- is so long. And N is in love with X."

The teacher did not look amused. "And please explain the relationship of 10 degrees?"

Sakura smiled. "That's easy! That's how many hours there are until the party!" She looked at little confused when the class burst out laughing. Well, except for Syaoran and Tomoyo who were rolling their eyes. She goggle-eyed her classmates. "What?"

"Kinomoto-san, I will not tolerate insolence! March yourself down to the principal's office right now!" Sakura stood up. The class knew what was coming next, Sakura would go into a rage and get into even more trouble. But no, she just put on a big grin and literally marched to the door.

"Right away, ma'am!" They could hear her stomping her feet down the hall. "Hup, one, two, three, hup, one, two, three!" The class giggled. They found Sakura amusing but she certainly wasn't the same girl they had grown up with.

"She's going to get in so much trouble," they whispered to each other.

The teacher huffed and rapped her pointing stick on her desk. "Shut up! All of you! Now, Shizuko-san, please give us the answer to the equation that Kinomoto-san kindly explained."

* * *

Sakura headed in the opposite direction from the office. They would call her father and she would get in trouble. Of course, if she skipped… Sakura kicked at the wall angrily, wishing she could've kept her mouth shut. Would it have been so hard just to admit she didn't know the answer. She constantly felt the need pressing down on her to prove herself. She did not wish to be stupid. But that was what Sakura was. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

"I want a Slushie," she announced and walked out of the building. There! She was free now! She was out of that stuffy place and could do whatever she wanted! She wasn't being bad, she was enjoying human rights to do as she pleased! "It's not like I'm learning anything in there."

She decided upon Cherry Coke, her flavour of the month. Her step grew light and soon she was skipping, enjoying the bright warm day. The mini-mall loomed up in front of her and Sakura did not pick up on the fact there were no cars parked anywhere. The white sign hung on the door was a brutle smash to her europhia. "Closed. How the hell can it be closed? Since we do stores close on a Friday? Everybody skips on Friday!"

She made her way over to the local park and slid down onto a wooden bench, knocking old butts aside and closing her eyes. The air grew chill and she wrapped her arms tightly around herself. Isn't this where so many of my adventures took place? Haven't I been under and through and beneath that old Penguin slide so many times? They have cut down the tree I once used to travel through time. I know secrets about this park no one could ever guess. So many memories. Why couldn't things still be like that? Shouts of childish laugher forced her out of her nostalgia and she opened her eyes.

Two small children raced by, laughing and yelling. "Come back and play with me, Alex!" The little girl yelled. "And mommy said you had to share your candy with me!"

Sakura had to smile. The little girl looked so much like her when she was that age. And the girl's brother looked like Touya. It was almost funny, the resemblance.

Sakura watched the two children run around for awhile. Then they had sat down on the grass to eat this candy the boy had. A woman had walked up behind them and wrapped her arms around the two giggling kids.

"Time to go now," the woman, their mother Sakura assumed.

"Okay, mommy!" The little girl squeaked and kissed her mother. The mother picked the girl up, took the little boy by the hand, and they left the park.

Sakura watched them leave sadly. These children weren't a thing like her and her brother. Their mother had been dead when they were that age. She envied those children. They'll grow up with a mother to take care of them. She missed her own mother so much. A tear rolled down her cheek, but she quickly brushed it away.

Glancing down at her watch, Sakura decided she better be getting back to school. Math class would be over by now, and if she skipped the whole day her dad would be notified. She grudgingly got up and left for the school.

* * *

After a long day at school, and a tedious meal with her brother and father, Sakura was able to get ready for the party. She knew she didn't have anything to wear, but finally decided on a tight, short, sleeveless, black dress. It had a low neck and was covered in glitter. It was her second favourite dress, next to her ankle-length powder blue one, which was too fancy for a party.

Although Kero tried his best to help Sakura with her hair and makeup, his little paws weren't much use, so Sakura had to do it all by herself. She was used to this. Living with males made her very indpendant. She learned everything by herself.It was difficult pinning all her hair up in a tight bun, but the extra strand worked. It sent little curls tumbling around her face which hadn't quite lost all its childish sweetness. The look was a little innocent, a little deceptive.

She applied blue eye shadow thickly around her eyes and added blue shimmery mascara. Tomoyo once told her that too much makeup made her look like a little kid, so Sakura only used a soft pink on her lips that didn't stand out too much. To top it off, she smeared pink glitter over her cheeks and eyes.

Kero whistled in approval. "You lookbeautiful, Sakura-chan. But how exactly are you planning on escaping this time? Your father wasn't fooled by Mirror this time."

Sakura grinned at him. "The traditional way works best, Kero-chan, ne?"

Kero groaned and placed his head in his hands. "Sakura-chan! You have to be kidding."

"Ara, you know Otousan won't bother me if he thinks I'm asleep. Mirror ruined it by waking up last time."

Sakura stuffed two old pillows under her bed, fluffing them out here and there to make a body shape. "I suppose I could use my doll for the head, ne?" She asked uncertainly. She had a doll resembled her greatly and she placed it's head upside on her bed. "It'll have to do."

Some sort of luck prevented her dress from ripping as she jumped down but she landed with a hard thump. The porch light flickered on and Sakura froze. It was all over. She tried to inch away but sheknew she must be caught in the light.

A figure stepped out into the shadows. "Dare?"

Sakura breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was only Touya. She waved at him from where she hid in the bushes. He was a little startled but grinned at her.

"Don't tell, okay niichan?"

"Don't worry,kaijuu. I won't tell. Have fun."

Sakura mouthed 'arigatou' and disapered into the night.

Sakura walked part of the way, then took a bus to Miyuko's. She'd never been to Miyuko's house before; she'd only gotten the address that day, so she had to gape at the huge house. Even from outside she was taken back from the sheer elegance of it. Miyuko lived in the most well-off part of Tomoeda. Her house had to be five times as large as Sakura's. A black iron gate wrapped around the perimeter of the house, but the door was wide open. Exotic gardens had been trampled through but the trimmed labyrinth of trees was untouched.

"Konbanwa, Sakura-chan!" Miyuko greeted her, her voice a little loud considering how close they were. "Isn't this SO much fun?!"

Sakura glanced around. People were making out everywhere, swimming naked in the pool, fighting, and generally acting pretty nutty. Some people were just sitting on the damp grass, staring into nothing. Loud music was booming and strobe lights flashed the large yard in brilliant colours, but nobody seemed to dancing.

"Yeah," Sakura agreed. "It's great."

"Come on!" Miyuko grabbed Sakura's hand. "Let's dance!" She jumped up and down like a puppy or small child. Sakura looked at her oddly; Miyuko was usually so calm. The other girls grinned when they saw Sakura's reaction.

"Don't mind her," one of Miyuko's groupies said. "She's wasted. She doesn't know what she's saying."

"Actually, Sakura-chan," someone whispered into her ear, breath smelling horrbily of liqour. "That's where the fun starts." Sakura jumped and turned around. It was only Satoshi. She looked at them all, a sick knot forming in her stomach. They all had this hyper, stupid look on their faces.

"Come on, babe," Satoshi croaked. "Let's go dance, you can trip with us later." He pulled her off to the pool deck where a few couples were 'dancing.'