JUST FRIENDS?
Author's notes: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic so please don't get mad at me! I just love cardcaptor sakura so I made a story just for them! S+S FOREVER!!! E+T FOREVER!!! I'm an s+s fan so MAYBE this will turn out to be one! I kinda got the plot and the beginning of the story in a book I read. Please read and review my fanfic!
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* POV *
"talking"
'thoughts'
PLACE
diary
(with AN=Author's Notes)
CHAPTER 1: THE DARE
IN THE PARK
* SAKURA'S POV *
"You know what your problem is Sakura?"
"Yeah. The fact that you're constantly asking me if I know what my problem is," I responded to Syaoran, one of my best friends, and, unfortunately- my harshest critic.
"Wrong again," Syaoran answered back.
Syaoran shook his head and rolled over in the grass.
We were having a picnic at the park, and I could tell Syaoran was getting bored with our conversation about how our summers had gone.
Spending the day before the school starts at the park was kind of a tradition to us. (AN: You know! When you're best friends for a long time you do something that eventually becomes a tradition.) So instead of hanging around the Summer Camp with my other best friend, Tomoyo, for a few days to have a good time with the other counselors, I flew home from the summer camp a couple of days early.
I had to admit though that Syaoran sacrificed a canoe trip with Eriol in order to spend the day with me. But that didn't mean I was psyched up to hear another one of his infamous let-me-analyze-Sakura speeches. To get that point to him, I sighed as dramatically as I could.
"Okay, Dr. Li. Please enlighten me," I said sarcastically.
Syaoran stood up and his chocolate colored hair sparkled because of the sun.
"Simply put, you're strictly a diet iced tea kind of girl. Even worse, it's always lemon flavored-never peach or raspberry!" He smiled, 'Egotistically, in my opinion'. And he lay back down. He was acting as if he'd just solved the problem of world hunger, not babbled something stupid about iced tea.
If I'd had half a brain, I probably would have put on my CD player headphones and ignored him. But Syaoran has this irritating way of sucking me into his ridiculous theories.
"Is there more? Or should I just stop drinking iced tea and assume that my senior year in high school is going to bring me fame, fortune, beauty and true love?" I asked SARCASTICALLY.
"Aha! The lady wants to know more!" Syaoran looked out over the park and spoke in a dramatic voice not realizing my sarcasm.
-Sakura sweat dropped because Syaoran's stupidity.-
"As a matter of fact, there is more," he continued.
"You see, Sakura, whenever we go to the store you have numerous beverage choices. Even within the iced tea territory, there are at least twelve different flavors."
"So?"
"So why don'st you choose Mango Passion? Or Lover's Fruit Punch? Or even cream soda?"
"I don't think Lover's Fruit Punch is a flavor."
"You're right, but that's beside the point. The point is that you never act on a whim. You don't say, 'Hey, Mango Passion sounds interesting. I think I'll try it.' Instead, you plod drearily along, a diet iced tea your only companion." Syaoran said.
"Iced tea isn't my only companion. You are."
Syaoran grabbed the half-empty iced-tea bottle from my hand and took a huge gulp.
"Sakura, I'm talking in metaphor here. Work with me."
"I'm working, I'm working," I said, sighing again.
"In any situation, you take the safe route. You're afraid to try new things. Face it, you need to change!"
"HOE! Why?"
"Why? Why? Because if you did, incredible things could happen."
"Such as?" I asked.
"You could be an inventor like the person who invented the change machine. You could choreograph the hottest dance on this planet. Even more exciting, you could fall in love. Or find a boyfriend. Or at least go on a date." Syaoran stated.
I groaned. I knew it! This speech is going to land in his favorite topic, my love life, and lack of it. At the most unexpected moments, such as when we are studying Math, I could count on him to bring up my dateless state of existence. "This equation is like your love life", he would say. "Lots of uninteresting factors equals zero."
Why can't Syaoran understand how we normal people got through the day. By "normal", I mean those of us who weren't six feet tall, with chocolate colored hair, dark brown eyes, and a body built for actors and sportsmen. In case you haven't guessed, that's a physical description of Syaoran. He also had tons of charm, endless one-liners, and an exasperating habit of making everyone like him instantly even though he rarely smile.
Syaoran's right about that fear thing. I'm actually afraid on a lot of things namely GHOSTS and heartbreak. I always see other girls crying in the bathroom because some jerk dumped them. And after that they'll just reapply their lipstick and perfume and go out to receive another torture. I wonder why they put themselves into so much trouble and at the end be heartbroken. Is it really that worth it? As Syaoran was saying, I'm pretty much paralyzed with fear. Then who again, who isn't?
"Fear, huh?" I narrowed my eyes and studied Syaoran. He'd just finished a 3-month work at a tree farm nearby. I couldn’t help noticing how planting trees had done wonders for his biceps and pectorals. If only teaching ten-year-olds to dance had done the same thing for my quads!
Syaoran nodded answering the statement I had just given. "Look at you. You're seventeen, (AN: Did I mention to you their ages? Sorry I forgot!) and you've never been in love. Do you really want to spend your senior year alone?" Syaoran asked.
It was definitely time to turn to back to him his accusations. "What about you, Syaoran? You have an endless string of dates and romances but you're still not committed to one person." I answered back.
"At least I try!"
"I try," I insisted. "I just don't succeed."
Syaoran laughed. "You're sometimes very blind! The perfect guy could come along in white horse and knight's armor and you'll just pass by him."
"Very untrue," I said. Unfortunately the longer this conversation is, the more I get the feeling that Syaoran's going to put me into something. I just wish that he'd tell it to me straight away so I could eat in peace.
"Prove it," he said.
"Prove what!?"
"Show me that you really want to fall in love," he said.
"How?"
"How do you think? Of course by falling in love, baka."
"It's not that easy to fall in love you know! It's much harder than getting an A at History or Trig."
"How would you know if you've never tried it before?"
This is really getting ridiculous. Syaoran still want to continue because he wants to see me red all over. For some reason he finds its really cute while I find it humiliating.
"Forget it," I said firmly and took a bite from my hamburger and turned on my portable CD player. He'll get bored soon and give it up if I won't listen to him.
He reached me and pulled my headphones.
"I mean it. I dare you to fall in love, Sakura Kinomoto."
He's really serious now because he called me by my full name. My strategy on him to forget it had backfired so there's only one choice left...
"Fine. I dare you to fall in love too, Li Syaoran! I'm not talking about those flings and crushes and like that, I'm talking about TRUE LOVE!"
I was really enjoying this right now because of all the punishments I'll make him if he didn't make this dare. And I know him! He won't accept it.
He shrugged. "Okay. I agree."
"HOE!?" I was so sure back there that he WOULDN'T accept it.
"I dared you. You dared me. Whoever succeeds wins of course," he continued.
I couldn't read the statement on his face and I HOPE that he's just joking.
"You really want us to dare each other to fall in love?" I asked.
"Why not?" He looked really conceited right now, crossing his arms like that and it makes me want to choke him.
I was really getting interested in this exchange and hating myself for getting interested in it. Hmmm... maybe he's right. Maybe it's time for me to show the whole world that I CAN fall in love. Besides it's already senior year and after this is college.
If I'll go to Syaoran's crazy idea I want the stakes to be BIG! I won't risk my heart break into pieces just because of some lame dare.
"You're right." I said slowly while nodding my head.
"I am?!" Syaoran asked a little uncertain, a little bewildered.
"Yup! But I want to make some bets." When I said 'bets' His eyes suddenly sparkled. He LOVE bets and esp. winning them.
"Now you're getting the hang of it! I want it to be unforgettable."
"Any ideas?" I said.
"How about loser has to clean one's room once a week for a whole year?"
"That's not fair! I'm a clean freak while you're a slob."
"Loser has to wear a Kick Me sign for a week?"
"Nah. It’s been used a lot of times already."
"Fifty bucks?"
"Come on Syao! You can do better than that."
"Ok, let me meditate here for a sec. I'll come up with a great idea soon that we'll make you regret this bet!"
I rested for a while. So while Syaoran drain his brain for ideas I let my imagination run wild.
I pictured myself at a big football match (Is there football in Japan?) holding a large sign and cheering my boyfriend... the star player. He'd searched for me in the crowd and give me a charming smile while all the girls wish they're in my place. But football players aren't my style because I actually hate big-time jocks while whipping their towels at each other's butts. Not exactly my style.
Then my mind wandered off again. I was in a stage performing Swan Lake and at the end, hundreds of roses landed at my feet. I was wearing a beautiful long, overflowing gown and the scenario is also so beautiful. Only problem is that I think Swan Lake is overrated.
Syaoran suddenly sat up and clapped his hands. "I've got it. If you're up to the challenge that is." He exclaimed.
"Try me."
"Okay. If you lose, you have to cut your hair really short and color it funky, loud orange." He looked at me wearing a large creepy grin (AN: The one that Eriol usually use!)
"HOE!!!" I suddenly exclaimed making all the people's head turn to look at me. I've now proved that Syaoran is totally insane. He knew from the very start of our friendship that the only good feature that I have is my hair. It's shoulder length, auburn, and thick. Almost every time I go inside a bathroom, some girls would complement me on my hair saying they wish theirs were like that too.
Syaoran must have seen the look on my face and started teasing me.
"What's wrong Sakura? Afraid to lose?"
I hate pride. It makes you say and do stuff that you wouldn't normally do. This time it took over ma and made me agree to Syaoran's crazy idea.
"All right then Mr. I'm-so-sure-I'll-win-this-bet. What happens if I WIN?"
"Simple. I have to get my ears pierced."
"Not fair! You're always talking about getting your ears pierced."
"Fine. You think of something."
"If I win, then you have to shave the word loser into your hair. To make it more delightful, I'll shave it just for you." I grinned at him.
He whistled. I could tell that he didn't like the idea of having a haircut proclaiming to the world that he's a loser. But he couldn't back out. It's not his style. He doesn't like to lose.
"Let's shake on it," he said.
We shook hands and then I realized that we hadn't come up yet with a time frame. We needed to let ourselves find true love but not too much or we might be spending our whole lives for this bet.
Syaoran must have read my mind. "We'll settle this on the night of our Grand Ball," he said. "Whoever shows up with his or her true love wins."
"Hey, what if we both fall in love?"
"Then it's a tie. We both win."
As we went to clean up after our mess. I began to have this twisted feeling in the pit of my stomach. The next few months will need lots of luck! I started praying for a miracle!
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