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Chapter One: Irony
Today is going to be a good day. . . At least that's what I thought when I woke up this morning. It was supposed to be my best trick ever. Yes! Finally i could get back at Tomoyo and Eriol for playing matchmaker. The plan was to lock them up in a room, plus a bathroom, for one whole week together.
P-e-r-f-e-c-t! Perfect! They were great together, and they couldn't just couldn't see it. Now it was my turn to play matchmaker, or so I thought.
Everything was going to plan. Meiling and myself had stocked the room with enough food to keep an elephant full for months. You know, if elephants ate Doritos, Ham 'n' cheese sandwiches, and drank Dr. Pepper, and strawberry wine.
Meilin was so helpful through the whole ordeal. I really should have been suspiscious, but no, I was too trusting and now here I am. Here let me start from the beggining.
The plan was to get them into the room where Meiling had put a note explaining everything. Then while they read the note I would close the door, and lock it. Told ya, it's flawless, right. Well, not right! Meiling tells Syaoran and me to check to make sure she put exactly five bottles in the wine cooler. Yeah I know, it's completely suspiscious that she asks both of us to check out the stupid thing, but in my defense I was too wrapped up in my "triumph" over Tomoyo-chan.
Ah, fate. How cruel it is. When we went in Syaoran watched the door suspisciously ,(there's that word again) and he had a reason to. Because...when I opened the door to the wine cooler...haha...I bet you expected this...I didn't...the door closed...AND LOCKED! Coincidence? I think not!
So here I am; Staring at the haunted door with my mouth agape. I'm way too scared to turn to see Syaoran-kun's expression. No way!
So basicallly I have only one option here. Know what it is?...If you said scream. You're right! "MEILING! WHAT THE (insert curseword of your choice) IS GOING ON!?
Yeah, well, Meiling didn't answer. Instead the sliding thingy on the door slid (the sliding thing slid, go figure) to the right and a pair of amythest eyes peered delightedly at our pain. If your wondering I'm still screaming on the inside, ah heck it's best to let out your frustration so..."TOMOYO-CHAN! I SHOULD HAVE GUESSED!" As I expressed earlier.
I collapsed onto the bed. "This isn't happening..."
Syaoran walked stiffly over to the bed I sat on and picked up the note. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the letter. Then, without a word he dropped it onto my lap and stormed angrily over to the door. He glared at Tomoyo. He could tell she was pleased with herself. He roughly shut the slider thingy, and latched it, but not before we heard her convey her satisfaction in two short words. "Have fun!"
Have you ever had one of those moments where you just want to disappear. This was my matchmaking trick and Tomoyo had somehow managed to turn my brilliant idea against me. Brace yourself for irony, It follows me everywhere so your likely to notice it from time to time.
Ah well as long as I'm here I might as well read the note. Ehem;
Dear Sakura-chan, and Li-kun,
I know that both of you have feelings for each other. You're just too shy to admit it, so I worked with Meiling to set you up with your own trap. Brilliant no?
No! Unfair! Foul! DO-OVER!!!
Anyway, this isn't permanent. You'll be out before you know it.
Remember what I said about irony. Well I know for a fact that the note Meiling wrote for Tomoyo said exactly the same thing.
I promise you won't be mad when you get out of here. In fact you'll be so in love that you'll probably thank me!
Don't do anything I wouldn't do,
Murder! Yes that's what I'm gonna do. I'll murder her! MURDER!!! Then Syaoran's voice broke me out of my trance. "Now what?" he said gruffly.
"I don't know!" I practically screamed at him. I felt bad immediately. "Sorry, it's not your fault, I'm just bleh "
"I understand completely." He sighed. "Ham 'n' cheese sandwich?"
Well, I had nothing better to do, "why not " I took the sandwich from his hands and added ranch. Ranch, there is no better condiment on earth. Love it! Love it! Love it! But I digress.
Back to the crisis at hand. I practically swallowed my sandwich. I do that when I binge not that I'm binging now ok maybe I am. Hey you would too, this is a nightmare.
"Dr. Pepper?" I'm sure I wound pathetic now. Oh well.
Syaoran tossed me a can from the not-so-mini fridge. "How about a game?" Syaoran said, catching me off guard.
"Sure." What else could we do in a room all alone, with strawberry wine, a large Kingside bed with silk sheets and no one to disturb us don't answer that.
"Truth or Dare?" Syaoran suggested.
"Nah. What could we really do for dares anyway?" Of course. "How about just a game of Truth?"
"Truth?" He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Why not."
For those who don't know. Truth is just very simple. Just ask a series of questions and answer truthfully. Duh. We play this at school when the teachers are grading stuff. Great game!
"Me first." Syaoran smirked. "Um What's your favorite color?"
I almost laughed. "That's not a question!"
"What? You said we're playing Truth, so tell the truth. I'm just going easy on ya. I'll get to the difficult questions soon enough." He smirked at me again. Dang does he not know how to really smile? Geez!
"Pink!" Then I thought of something. "Ok before we get deeper into this game, remember that you can't ask a question I already asked."
"Fine!" He was ready to answer my next question, but I was not going to go easy on him.
"What is your deepest, darkest secret?"
Me with megaphone: You! Yeah You with the hair. Yeah! Bring me my green tea!
puts down megaphone Sorry folks, it's so hard to find good help these days. I hope you liked this chapter. I have high hopes for this one. 'sniff' 'sniff' My baby fanfic is growing up so fast! 'tear'