Sakura and the Pin that Dropped
There comes a time in every young woman's life when the clue-by-four
has to smack her upside the head. Like water traveling from the tiny
mountain stream unto the ocean it was inevitable.
Today was Sakura Kinomoto's turn.
"Tomoyo-chan!" It was a fact of life that Sakura was excitable.
Earth-shattering powers dropped into a ten-year old's lap tended to
warp any child. Even a child gifted with such phelgmatic parents as
Fujitaki and Nadeshiko Kinomoto would tend to be little odd after
the whole Clow to Sakura Cards brouhaha. Today, though she could be
forgiven for panicking as she eyed her best friend's hand between her
legs. "What are you doing?"
"Well, Sakura-chan, I believe I'm feeling you up." Nothing could
explain Tomoyo Daidouji. She was like UFOs, Elvis sightings and the
popularity of Vegimite in certain countries. Tomoyo was something that
"Why?" It was impressive that one simple word could be drawn out
into four syllables.
"Because, Sakura, nothing else seems to have gotten through
to you." Tomoyo's left hand joined the party on Sakura's thigh. "You
don't seem to realize that I worship the ground you walk on. I bring
you lunch everyday. I give you massages after cheerleading practice,
but you never think anything of it. I decided to be direct today.
I don't want to be your friend, I want to be your lover."
Sakura, the girl who's mantra of 'everything will be all right'
made her stand firm in the face of pissed-off Clow Cards broke and
ran from the family kitchen. She almost slipped and fell on her ass
as she took the turn from the kitchen into the living room. Soft
soled slippers and wood floors were a bad combination when moving
at a dead run.
"Onii-chan!" It was testiment to her panic that Sakura not only ran
for her older brother, but that she also threw a -chan onto her
"What?" Touya bothered to deattach his lips from Yukito's neck,
but he didn't bother to move his hands from under the other
man's sweater. Nothing too serious could be happening. Both of
Sakura's Guardians were within 20 feet of her, and if they the
situation required them to transform... Well, wings were a hell of
an erogenous zone.
"Tomoyo-chan just felt me up in the kitchen!" The proverbial pin
dropped. Kero-chan even stopped eating.
"Well, finally!" Only Yukito could say something like that without
sounding like a pervert.
"I guess she finally did explode from the pressure!" Kero-chan
did sound like a pervert when he said that. What did you expect
from a tomcat?
Sakura did a lovely fish impression. You could partically see the
gills trying to suck in the water. Big swimmy eyes turned to her
semi-beloved older brother and begged him to give her back her old
"I like her better then the Brat." Obviously, Touya had never
gotten over his issues with Li. He went back to snuggling into
the crook of Yukito's neck.
"Sakura-chan, why don't you go up to your room and talk everything
out with her?" Yue might be a repressed and unyielding being,
but Yukito was more sensible and in-touch with his feelings then
any man should be.
"Good idea, Sakura!" Sakura's excitable streak got to her again,
and her feet left the floor when she jumped from the shock. Tomoyo's
grin got even wider, because everything Sakura did was cute.
"Let's go up to your room!"
"Nii-chan!" The honorific o- dropped and a -chan, Sakura
definitely didn't want to leave her nice safe little world.
"I like her much better then the brat."
Those were the final words on the matter.
NOTES: Humor's hard. Humor's really hard. CC sparked the idea,
so I had her name it. It's OOC, it's silly, and it has no redeeming
value. I'm rather fond of it.
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