Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ School Play ❯ The Jerk ( Chapter 2 )

The School Play

Part 2

Disclaimer: I am up-ing the rating on this chapter to R due to some events that occur. As usual, I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura, but I do own "The Jerk" (aka Matt) and the director, and all the other students at the school!

"Moshi-Moshi"

"Hi, is Kinomoto Sakura there?"

"No, sorry, she's over at her friends house,"

There was a sigh at the other line, "By chance would it be Li-kun?" asked the voice a tad bit annoyed.

"Well, as a matter of fact, yes, she is at his house,"

"Thanks, bye," the irritated voice hung up.

*****

"Hello?"

"Hey, Li-kun, old buddy old pal,"

"Who's this?"

"Matt, Matt Jackson,"

"Oh, hi," he said agrivated.

"I was wondering if I could have the pleasure of speaking with the ever so lovely Kinomoto-san,"

"Why?"

"None of your business Li, hand the phone over," he said, turning off his act.

"Jerk," he muttered into the phone, handing it to Sakura.

"Who is it?" she asked Syaoran.

"The jerk," Sakura shrugged.

"Hello?"

"Sakura!" he shouted.

"Yes?"

"It's Matt; I have some really exciting news for you!"

"What?"

"You're in the play!"

"That's funny,"

"No, I'm serious, this other girl dropped out, and so you get to be in the chorus,"

"Really?"

"Really,"

She shouted and hugged Syaoran.

"What?" he asked.

"Okay, thanks very much," she responded before hanging up.

"Why are you so excited?"

"I made the play!"

"Really?" he asked with joy.

"Yea!" she shouted hugging him again.

"Well congratulations Sakura!"

"It's only a small part, but still, I'm in,"

*****

"Hey Sakura!" Syaoran smiled as she walked over to his car. He opened up the trunk and got his backpack out.

"Hello, guess what!"

"What?"

"I have my first rehearsal today!" she squealed.

"Too early for squealing," he said throwing his hands to his ears.

"Oh don't be so silly," she said, grabbing his cheeks and kissing him.

"What are you doing after that?" he asked.

"Nothing," she slipped her hand in his as he shut the door.

"Want to come over?" he asked.

"Love to," she smiled.

****

"So, then the chorus will move across the back, now you have to act like trees," shouted the director from the theatre. Syaoran sat in the back watching his girlfriend wander aimlessly around stage. He could barely contain his laughter.

"Good job!" shouted the director. This went on for about another hour.

****

Sakura bounded down the theatre steps and ran over to Syaoran.

"You looked so silly up there," he laughed.

"That was the stupidest scene! We have to be the trees in the forest behind her and sing!"

"It is a silly concept, hey, why don't you go get your stuff and I'll meet you out front with the car?"

"Sure,"

Sakura walked off to the dressing rooms.

"Hey hot stuff!" Matt shouted as Sakura walked by. She blushed, but ignored the comment. "Where you going?" he asked.

"To get my stuff," she replied.

"Well, doesn't Sakura the hottie want to hang out with me this afternoon?"

"No, I'm really sorry, I already have plans, maybe another time?" she asked, never actually expecting to spend time with him.

"I'll hold you to your word," he snickered, before heading back into the theatre.

Sakura shuddered and headed to the car.

****

Syaoran trailed kisses down Sakura's jaw line as he caressed her neck.

"You know Syaoran,"

"Mmm?"

"That Matt kid," he abruptly stopped and looked Sakura in the eyes.

"What about him?"

"He was being weird today,"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean he was calling me hottie and stuff,"

"Want me to kick his a**?"

"Syaoran!"

"What? I will,"

"Don't say words like that!"

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot,"

"You really don't like him do you?"

"Sakura, he's a jerk, just trust me with this one okay?"

"Okay,"

"If he says anything else, let me know and I'll personally kick his a uh I mean butt okay?"

Sakura giggled, "Okay".

****

"You coming to practice this afternoon?" Sakura asked.

"No, sorry sweetie, I have soccer,"

"What time will it end?"

"Five I assume,"

"Me too! Can I meet you at the field after practice?"

"Of coarse!"

"If for some reason I'm not there, you can come over to the theatre, I won't leave unless I'm going right to the fields,"

"Sounds good,"

"Well I really should head over there,"

"Yea, me too, love you! Bye!"

"You too Syaoran, bye!"

****

"Hey Sakura, can I talk to you afterwards?"

"Sure," she responded, a little nervous wondering why the director wanted to talk to her afterwards.

****

Sakura followed the director around as he cleaned up some things. She was beginning to feel impatient, she wanted to go meet Syaoran right after practice.

"Well, you are doing really great out there, and I wanted to give you a speaking role,"

"Really?" she nearly screamed.

"Yes really,"

"This is so exciting!"

"Yup, here are your lines, can you have them memorized by Friday?"

"Of course," she smiled, planning on asking Syaoran to help her get them down by that night.

****

Sakura walked into the dressing room hall and slipped the script in her backpack. She looked at her watch, it was 5:15, she was supposed to meet Syaoran 15 minutes ago. She began to hurry. Then she noticed how empty and scary it was, what if there were ghosts?! "Hey, Sakura," she heard a whisper from a dressing room. She jumped, and turned around to see what it was. She saw Matt's face and then he waved his hand, beckoning her.

"What is it?" she asked as she entered the room. He shut the door behind her, and turned to her.

"What?" she asked, looking to her watch. "I really have to be going,"

"Did anyone tell you how pretty you are?" he asked, approaching her.

"Um, thanks, but I really should go," she said walking backwards, until she hit the wall. He slowly came closer until his arms were on either side of her head, pinning her to the wall.

"You know Sakura, Syaoran really doesn't love you,"

"What are you talking about?"

"I mean, he told me just the other day,"

"Your lying," she stated, knowing full well that he was. He slowly moved his hands down until they were around her waist.

"Um, I need to go," she said trying to squirm away from him.

"Not so fast Sakura, you promised me that you would spend some time with me, and there's something that I want before you can go," he said pulling her close to him. She tried to break free.

"Sakura, stop it, your just going to make this difficult," he said angrily.

"Stop it!" she screamed trying to get away. He pressed himself against her to get her to stop moving so much. He looked at her angrily, and she quieted. He ran his hand down the side of her face, then he leaned in to kiss her. "Help!" she screamed but she knew there was no use. He slowly slid his hands down her back and held her tighter, beginning to hurt her. He broke the kiss, "Please Matt, your hurting me," she cried.

"Since when did that matter?" he asked touching her face again, and kissing her neck. Just then the door flew open. "What the hell do you think your doing?" Syaoran asked punching Matt, square in the face.

Sakura, crying, grabbed Syaoran around the neck and hugged him close.

"Thank you," she cried.

"You," Matt said standing up, fist ready to punch.

"Trust me Jerk, you don't want to mess with me,"

"Wanna bet?"

Sakura stepped aside, and Syaoran took out his sword. "God of thunder descend! Wind!" he shouted. A large gust of wind pinned him to the wall.

"What!" Matt screamed.

Sakura buttoned the top two buttons that Matt had managed to get unbuttoned, and continued sobbing. Syaoran put an arm around her, and they walked out, flipping the light out and closing the door on the way out.

****

Once in the car, Sakura continued to sob as Syaoran put their things in the back.

He hugged her as she sobbed into his shoulder. "It's gonna be alright Sakura," he said rubbing her back.

"I know, I was just so scared, what if you hadn't shown up?"

"Well, I did, so let's not dwell on it okay?" he asked, sincerely worried to what may have happened had he been there five minutes later, he shuddered at the thought.

After a few minutes Sakura had calmed down, and they started to head home.

"Where do you want to go, my house or yours?" he asked.

"Can we go to my house? I want to burn these clothes," she half giggled.

"Sure," he chuckled, glad that she could never stay sad for more than five minutes, after all she was the Clow Mistress.

"So what do we do about Matt?" she asked.

"Well, I think he'll learn his lesson after that,"

"I mean, don't we report him?"

"No use, he's been reported several times, but since his dad works in the office, he always manages to slide by.:

"Don't you hate the system at our school?" Sakura asked.

"Always have, always will," he said as they pulled into the driveway.

"Oh, I hate him so much," Sakura scowled.

"Don't say I didn't warn you,"

"Syaoran, I listened, I promise, I stayed away from him but he kept talking to me and stuff,"

"Well, you can't expect people to not talk to you," he said. He shut his door.

"I know, but, oh, he's such a jerk!" Syaoran giggled a little. "What's so funny?" she asked.

"I'm glad you're not sad anymore, but don't get too angry,"

"Thank you,"

"For what?"

"Kicking his butt," she smiled. Syaoran just started laughing. "You should have seen the look on your face,"

"Well god Sakura, he had his hands all over you, who's not to be pis. . a. . . I mean angry?"

Sakura opened up the door. "Who's that?" shouted Touya from the kitchen.

"Me and Syaoran," she shouted back.

"Okay! Dinner will be ready in a few minutes!" He shouted.

"Want to stay for dinner?" she asked.

"Only if your brother will keep his mouth shut,"

"Does he ever?"

"No," Sakura pouted, "Oh all right,"

The two of them walked into the kitchen and sat down.

****

"So how was your day?" Touya asked Sakura.

"I don't know, you?" she responded.

"What do you mean by I don't know?"

"It was fine Touya, how was your day?"

"Good, I got a new job at your school,"

"What kind of job?"

"I'm working as a technician in your theatre,"

"No! Why?" Sakura shouted.

"Jeez Sakura," Syaoran muttered.

"Thanks Syaoran! Well, because I wanted to work there, and they needed a new director because the one there got a transfer to New York City, in the United States."

"No! That's my play! I don't want you directing it!"

"Sakura, you're in Cinderella?"

"Yes I am!"

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because it's not a big deal,"

"Sure Monster,"
"Touya!"

"You guys, don't fight," Syaoran said, he hated when they argued.

"Shut up Brat," Touya said to him.

"Don't you call Syaoran a brat!" Sakura shouted back.

"Sakura, please," Syaoran started.

She turned to him, "Honey?"

"Yes?" he asked awkwardly.

"Stay out okay?"

Syaoran smirked, he was glad to be away from fighting with his sisters.

****

"Okay guys, I'd like you to meet your new director, Kinomoto Touya, he's our Kinomoto's older brother!" he explained.

Matt stood in back. Syaoran, as usual, sat in the theatre, glaring at him. Matt had been stuck in the dressing room for almost four hours last night until the janitors came through and cleaned. Syaoran had heard about it from a few girls talking about how their poor precious Matt got beat up by some evil monster the night before. He chuckled to himself when he heard this.

Matt fumed inside, he knew now that Syaoran was out to get him, and now that Sakura's brother was the director if he did try any of his funny stuff he may get kicked out of the play. Then again, he could always get Kinomoto fired.

****

To Be Continued . . .

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