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1 Disclaimer: Neither of us owns BSSM or CCS, though I'm sure we’d be happy if
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2 we did. ^.^; This is a collaboration by Nabiki_S and Forever3330…hoping you
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3 enjoy it!! Again!!
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5 Kawaii Getsurin~~A Cardcaptor Sakura Fanfiction
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7 By Forever3330 and Nabiki_S
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9 Chapter One: She's so Kawaii!
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10
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11 Long, slender fingers traced an invisible pattern on the armrest of a
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12 cushioned chair, crimson in color, seated inside of the Principal's office.
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13 A tall girl, perhaps sixteen in age, regarded her mother and the Principal
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14 with calm sapphire eyes. She had once been told her eyes were a shade born
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15 of the mating of sky and sea, but Tomoyo did not think of herself in such
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16 ways. It was just her mother's affection, whenever the older woman had the
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17 chance to give it.
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18
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19 Chuckling to herself as the adults spoke, the ebony-haired girl stood
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20 quietly, walking over to the window, locking her hands behind her, gazing
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21 out the glass. It was like a different world, in Tokyo. Where she had come
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22 from...London, as her mother had been working there for perhaps five years
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23 now, it was very different. It was odd to hear her native language all the
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24 time, but a great relief, then almost musical sounds falling to her like
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25 water did to one who was thirsty.
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26
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27 Tomoyo raised her hand to the glass, resting it there gently. The sun was
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28 bright today...she didn't like it. It was too perfect, too calm. The kind of
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29 day that was made to be broken. But for now, she would like it. A face that
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30 was not her own gazed back, reflected in the mirror, and smiled, a small
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31 smile. The girl finally smiled, softly, and the face smiled back brightly,
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32 fading away to her own reflection. Mirror was too worried.
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33
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34 "Daidouji-san." A voice, from behind her. Oh. Another teacher. "Follow me.
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35 I'll take you to Terada-sensei's room."
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36
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37 Nodding vaguely, Tomoyo followed. She wasn't sure what she passed on the
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38 way, lost in her own thoughts, but felt a small tug on her right hand, which
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39 was resting on her schoolbag as she walked. A small, black cat stared up at
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40 her, then pointed to where she normally kept crackers. Tomoyo gave a nod,
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41 before the man in front of her stopped. She looked up, and he pointed to a
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42 door, walking away.
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43
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44 Door could do so much for one. They were a way into life, a way into change.
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45 What did this door hold? Smiling at her own thoughts, Tomoyo reached out as
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46 the black cat went back into her bag, and pulled the door open.
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47
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48 The typical boredom had kicked in, and that usually ment, the balancing the
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49 pencil on her finger trick. Sitting by the open window, Sakura sighed to
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50 herself, while watching the beautiful scene outside. Quietly to herself, as
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51 the pencil fell from her finger, "Great...a perfect day to be out and
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52 blading, and here I am...trying to figure out what compound fractures can do
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53 to fulfil my life in the future...pfft...I can say this much, it ain't gonna
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54 be an everyday event, that's for sure."
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55
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56 "Huh?" The classroom door opened up and Sakura's head turned towards it to
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57 see what was up, and hoping for some form of interruption for this lame
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58 amount of learning. And when she saw it was a new student, she figured it
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59 would at least constitute a limited disruption...at least for ten minutes or
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60 so.
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61
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62 Mr. Terada looked away from the black board for a moment and smiled
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63 politely, "Well now...who do we have here?" He placed the chalk down and
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64 walked over to Tomoyo, "Hello there, you must be Miss Daidouji, yes? I've
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65 been expecting you."
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66
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67 The girl smiled. It was small, silent, and calm, as she was. "Hai. I am
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68 Daidouji Tomoyo. You are Terada-sensei...? Ah...where should I sit?"
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69 Tomoyo's voice was low and musical, and one would have to strain to hear it
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70 if it had been noisy. But it was not. The classroom was hot, silent, thick
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71 with the boredom she herself was familiar with, though she would never admit
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72 it. Her eyes slid off the teacher, smile in place, and roamed the classroom.
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73
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74 A few boys and girls smiled at her, and she smiled back, ever polite, eyes
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75 catching on a few of the more energetic. At the end of her examination of
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76 the classroom, Tomoyo found herself looking into a pair of eyes of a green
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77 she had never quite seen. They were not emerald, as many would say, but soft
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78 and warm and alive. Like a forest, growing. Emeralds were hard gems. These
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79 eyes might be gems, but they were by no means hard.
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80
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81 Yoshiyuki Terada nodded toward Tomoyo and gestured towards the end of an
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82 isle of desks, "Well, if you don't mind...you can take a seat next to Miss
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83 Kinomoto." He thanked the teacher that had escorted Tomoyo to the class and
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84 then asked the young girl something before she got to her seat, "Perhaps
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85 you'd like to introduce yourself to the class first though? If not...that's
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86 fine too."
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87 The green eyes that Tomoyo had found fixed on were attached to the rather
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88 fair skinned Kinomoto Sakura. She was smiling warmly towards the new girl
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89 and even gave a slight nod as Terada Sensei motioned towards the seat next
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90 to her's. She thought it was about time that someone would take that seat,
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91 having been without someone to whisper to in quite some time. Sakura then
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92 reached down to pick up the pencil that had dropped from her desk, not
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93 wanting Tomoyo to trip on it.
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94
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95 A blush spread across the pale girl's cheeks, slightly ashamed for having
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96 been the least bit rude. She bowed slightly to the class. "I am Daidouji
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97 Tomoyo, just here from London...I was born here, though." Not quite knowing
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98 what to say about herself, the heiress smiled and walked to the empty desk,
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99 gracefully. A good number of boys, and a few girls, gave Sakura glares, as
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100 the girl settled herself into the seat and Terada began his lesson again,
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101 this time accompanied by whispers and notes passing about the room.
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102
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103 "Thank you for allowing me to sit here." Tomoyo's voice, low, to the girl
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104 beside her, as she searched for something in her bag, carefully around the
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105 hidden creature.
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106
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107 Straightening up and placing the pencil back in the fold of her text book,
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108 Sakura smiled brightly and quietly replied, "Not a problem. I've been dieing
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109 to have someone to talk to...errr...not that Terada Sensei's class is
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110 boring. But, you know...it's good to have someone to talk to." Sakura wasn't
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111 opposed to Terada at all...just when it came to math that she suddenly felt
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112 a distaste for the classroom environment.
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113
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114 "So, you're from London England...that's so cool. It must have been
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115 wonderful there, right?" She wasn't particularly overtly interested in
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116 Europe, but the thought of living anywhere but here, tickled her greatly.
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117 "If you need any catch up notes or what-nots...just let me know. I have most
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118 of them here and you're free to borrow them whenever you want them." Sakura
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119 was half paying attention towards what Terada was writing in the black
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120 board, but was more focused on her new classmate.
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121
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122 Tomoyo couldn't help but smile warmly. For once there was someone who wasn't
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123 asking about...
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124 "London? Isn't that where Kawaii M is?!" A glasses-wearing girl leaned
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125 around Sakura, whispering in an excited voice, amber eyes sparking. "Ah,
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126 she's the coolest!"
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127
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128 "Yes, Kawai M was thereabouts. I don't..." How best to handle this? "Know
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129 much about her. I mean, I've seen the news, and pictures, but it's not as if
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130 she went out of her way to speak to an ordinary girl like me. Ah...do you
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131 mind if I ask your names?"
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132
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133 "Oh. Sorry! Yanagisawa Naoko. Rika-chan is the girl behind me and two seats
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134 over, but don't bother looking. She's taking notes, probably. That's Chiharu
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135 behind Miss Kinomoto," Naoko's voice was lightly teasing. "And that's about
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136 it."
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137
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138 The girl arched one eyebrow, then turned to look at 'Miss Kinomoto'.
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139
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140 Sakura nodded, as if confirming Naoko's introductions, "Yeah...that's the
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141 gang, so-to-speak." She then felt alittle stupid, when the mentioning of
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142 Kawaii M was made, "Umm...question? Who or what is Kawaii M?" obviously not
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143 one up with modern news, Sakura had no idea what Naoko was going on
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144 about...which wasn't all that surprising. The girl had always confused or
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145 creeped out Sakura with her odd tales and para-media quips.
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146
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147 She had hoped that Tomoyo wasn't going to think poorly of her ignorance, or
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148 perhaps it was obscure knowledge and it wouldn't make Sakura look too
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149 poorly. She then made an after thought that perhaps she should've just
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150 smiled and acted like she knew what they were talking about. Too late for
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151 that, she guessed.
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152
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153 About to answer, Tomoyo was cut off by Naoko, who's eyes were shining
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154 brightly. "Kawaii M is only the super hero ever!!! She fights the
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155 paranormal, all while looking good! Well, I mean, she gets messed up after
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156 battles, but oh gods! She is the BEST! Sakura-chan, haven't you watched the
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157 news lately?"
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158
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159 "Sakura-chan. So that's your name. Cherry blossom." Tomoyo wasn't heard by
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160 Naoko.
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161
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162 "Anyways, Chiharu-chan knows more about it, don't you Chiharu-chan?!" Naoko
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163 leaned over, more quiet now that she was done.
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164
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165 Chiharu looked up at the mention of her name and then smiled, "Hai, I've
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166 been keeping paper clippings...hold on," she then pulled open her back pack
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167 and fumbled around till she finally pulled out a slim binder and handed it
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168 to Naoko, "Oh, I'm sorry, Mihara Chiharu...it's a pleasure to meet you miss
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169 Daidouji. In there are all of the events that the media have covered on
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170 Kawaii M. Well, as much as they've released here in Japan. Two of those
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171 clippings I had to pull off of the internet."
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172
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173 Sakura blushed as Tomoyo said her name, though wasn't sure why...perhaps it
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174 was the way she had said it, "Yeah, Kinomoto Sakura...but I like your name
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175 much better, Tomoyo-chan just chimes nicely. Errr...I mean, Tomoyo-san.
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176 Sorry..." She then bent over to look at the binder that Naoko was looking
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177 through. "Ohhh...you're right. She is pretty."
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178
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179 "Tomoyo-chan is fine, if I am permitted to call you Sakura-chan." She would
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180 look wonderful in some of those costumes, Tomoyo thought, thinking. She
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181 wasn't paying attention to the binder much, though the other three were. She
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182 was watching the brunette. "Ah, nice to meet you as well, Chiharu-san. Your
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183 clippings are...very extensive."
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184
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185 And slightly scary, the ebony-haired girl though silently. "You think she's
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186 pretty?" Tomoyo felt a flush rise in her cheeks.
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187
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188 The green eyed girl tilted her head slightly as she was reading over Naoko's
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189 shoulder now, and then looked back at Tomoyo, smiling. "She is...not too
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190 many people could pull off an out-fit like that and look good in it. But,
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191 she's done it perfectly. I guess, hence the name Kawaii..." Sakura then sat
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192 back down after Terada Sensei glanced in her direction, though said nothing.
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193 She got the point quick enough without a word and nodded apologetically.
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194
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195 Sakura then looked back at Tomoyo, "Well then, Tomoyo-chan it is. And I like
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196 Sakura-chan, so that's fine." She took notice that the new girl wasn't too
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197 interested in Chiharu's collection, and figured it was cause she's seen it
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198 all first hand in the local papers of London. Probably old news to her.
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199
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200 Chiharu piped up, "I've been hoisting a fan site for her...though I really
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201 could use some better pictures to use. News print doesn't scan too well."
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202 She then reached back to take the binder from Naoko, "We should put that
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203 away before we get into trouble. I really don't want it taken away from me
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204 again."
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205
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206 Tomoyo sweat dropped. "I could...see if I can find some for you...sometime.
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207 You're EverGreener? I think I've seen the site." She smiled all the time,
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208 though this was slightly over the top. Sakura seemed interested, though. She
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209 probably found the superhero exotic or the like. It was odd to even think
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210 about the website...it even guessed at Kawaii M's vital statistics, and was
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211 quite possibly the best site out there for the new hero.
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212
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213 "When's lunch period...?" Naoko groaned as the pictures and clippings were
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214 taken away, looking depressed. "I can't wait for the horror to end. Or art.
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215 I hear we're pairing up for the photography unit. You wanna be with me,
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216 Chiharu-chan? Or are you still waiting to see who else comes 'round. I think
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217 Rika-chan is paired with Kamirko-chan."
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218
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219 Chiharu put the binder away in her pack, "You could do that for me, Tomoyo?
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220 Wow, that's great...I'd even give you mention on the site for that," and
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221 then grinned at Naoko, "No, we can do it together, Na-chan. I think we work
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222 pretty good together actually." She then went back to topping up her math
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223 notes that they had missed cause of the conversation. Grumbling about the
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224 work as much as Sakura was previously.
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225
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226 Sakura sighed and figured her had to get back to work as well, but the
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227 mention of the photography assignment had caught her attention, and she then
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228 realized that she didn't have a partner either. "Hmm...Tomoyo-chan? Would
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229 you like to work with me on that project? I mean..." she lowered her head,
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230 being somewhat embarrassed, "...I just didn't have a partner, and
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231 figured...seeing how you didn't either...you know, I...well, it would be a
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232 great way for us to get to know each other, right?" She sort of perked up at
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233 the last part, "I love making new friends, and I'm sure we'd get along just
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234 swell."
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235
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236 Tomoyo smiled birghtly, leaning over on her desk as she replied. "I think so
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237 as well, Sakura-chan. Besides which, I think you'd make a good model. I like
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238 photography, actually. It's always been a hobby of mine. And I think I'm
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239 decent at it, enough not to shock anyone with the horror, at least." She
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240 giggled at this. "Is this an in school project, or out of school?"
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241
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242 The mention of her being a good model caught Sakura off guard and even
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243 caused Rika to raise her head from her notes taking. "Errr...huh? Me? A
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244 model? Not likely...I don't think I'm model material...that stuff kinda
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245 requires abit of beauty and grace...two serious requirements that arn't in
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246 my favour. But...thank you, that was nice of you to say." She then flipped
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247 open one of her note books and read over the assignment, "Hmm...says here,
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248 that it's kind of an artsy thingy. So, I'm guessing where ever you can point
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249 a camera. In school or out...doesn't really matter as long as it's done with
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250 proper lighting, focal points and mood settings involved."
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251
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252 Sakura handed over her notes on the project to Tomoyo and bent over next to
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253 her, pointing out the various requirements, "See? It doesn't say where it
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254 gets done..." She then looked up at her new classmate with a kind smile,
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255 "You like taking pictures, huh? Too cool. Maybe you can teach me a few
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256 things...I tend to always mess up the exposures."
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257
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258 Terada looked over to the two, after taking notice that Sakura had moved
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259 closer to Tomoyo. He then smiled seeing that Sakura was actually pointng out
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260 an up-coming project paper to the new girl and went back to finishing up the
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261 lesson. "...and that's why the common denominator is always followed
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262 with..."
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263
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264 "Anywhere?!" The first time in ages she'd even had time to think of such a
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265 thing. "I think the park would be nice...all the flowers are blooming, and
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266 the Sakura trees as well. Maybe even in a kimono..." Tomoyo touched her hand
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267 to her cheek, eyes glazed over. "Oh, I think you'd look nice in a nice blue
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268 one...fabrics are endless...what kind of embroidery, though? I think maybe
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269 suns...suns and stars...dragons? Hmm. So maybe brighter colors..." She
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270 trailed off, smiling dreamily. "We should go to the store after school! I
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271 still remember where it is, I think."
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272 Naoko was staring. It was hard to take in. Although Sakura was entergetic,
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273 cheerful, and always smiling, she was hardly graceful. She generally caught
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274 the baton on her head and nose and anywhere but her hands fifty percent of
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275 the time in cheerleading, and she'd been doing that for quite a while.
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276 "Um...model?"
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277
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278 "Yes! Don't you see it?" Tomoyo turned, excited. "It's perfect!!"
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279
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280 Sakura sat back in her chair as her cheeks went all rose coloured from
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281 embarrassment and some-what shock. "Errr...I don't know...I've never really
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282 done anything like this before." She then caught the mention of hit a store
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283 afterwards, "Umm...wouldn't that be expensive? I really can't afford
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284 that...not that i don't want to, but...." She really didn't know Tomoyo
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285 would get so enthusiastic about this project...it was suppose to be a simple
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286 picture shoot to show creativity. But the way she was going on, it sounded
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287 like she wanted to open a photo studio.
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288
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289 "Ummm...perfect?" A sweat drop ran down her forehead, "I don't know if I'd
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290 say perfect...I'm just..."
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291
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292 Rika final said something after quietly listening to the conversation, "Oh,
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293 I don't know Sakura-chan. Perhaps you could be a model? I think you should
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294 give it a try." The green eyed girl looked at Rika with abit of surprise,
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295 "You choose NOW to say something?" Rika giggled and then went back to her
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296 gazing lovingly at Terada Sensei.
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297
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298 "You're perfect." Tomoyo's voice was confident. "Don't worry about supplies.
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299 I can get them. Okaa-san doesn't mind funding my hobbies, so long as I
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300 complete them." She smiled at the girl, both hands on her cheeks, reddening
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301 as costume ideas flooded her mind. "Oh! I can see you in sooooooooo many
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302 different things! Sakura-chan at the aquarium! Sakura-chan at the beach! Ah,
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303 this'll be fun! School is wonderful!! It'll be just so absolutely perfectly
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304 KAWAII!!"
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305
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306 "Erm, Tomoyo-san--" Naoko was beginning to think this girl was more
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307 obsessive then herself, in about three minutes of knowing her. What had
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308 happened to the quiet girl of about two minutes ago?
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309 "Sakura-chan will make a wonderful model! Even her ears are adorable!"
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310
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311 Instinctually Sakura covered her ears, "My ears?...a...adorable?" The poor
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312 girl was now getting out right embarrassed as some of the other students
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313 were catching wind of this little talk, and more notes were being passed
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314 around the classroom. Kinomoto was fully aware what was on those notes too,
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315 and this caused her to shy away more so, "I...umm...arigato
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316 Tomoyo-chan...domo ...errr...but, don't you think...umm? Don't you think me
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317 on the beach, at the aquarium, and...my ears are alittle much?"
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318
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319 She was beginning to think this new girl was alittle too friendly, though it
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320 was incredibly flattering to say the least. Sakura couldn't quite place it,
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321 but there was something about Tomoyo that seemed so darn familiar...perhaps
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322 it was her face, or her smile, or her voice...but something seemed to dig
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323 into Sakura psyche deeply. And the praise she was getting from the girl was
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324 making Sakura feel...funny. If it wasn't for the crowds of students
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325 near-by...she felt that it wouldn't be that uncomfortable.
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326
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327 Giggling as the other girl turned red, Tomoyo smiled. This felt familiar,
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328 like she'd done so before. She knew this girl, it seemed. And it was hard
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329 not to keep hyperventilating on the uber-kawaiiness of Sakura, but she was
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330 starting to get weird looks, and that would hardly do. Though she had always
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331 been somewhat eccentric, off in her own little world. And the whispering was
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332 growing in volume, possibly about her, but that didn't much matter.
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333
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334 "Gomenasai, Sakura-chan. I guess it's just that you were right, is all." She
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335 smiled sweetly, tilting her head so it seemed as if her hair were violet in
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336 the light. "We get along swell."
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337 Sakura's mouth was partially open as she was looking at Tomoyo in a new
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338 light, though somewhat still in shock, "Umm...yeah. Exactly my
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339 point...sorta." She then straightened up and looked down at her books,
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340 noticing that she's missed the entire last part of the lesson and sighed in
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341 grief, "Ohhh, man..."
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342
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343 Terada Sensei was just wiping off the board and then turned around, "Okay
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344 class, now I'm sure that wasn't so bad. I'll expect those papers to be
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345 finished by tomorrow, and just a reminder. The photography assignment study
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346 is due for next Monday, so I hope that you all have setup partners, and if
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347 not, I'll assign partners tomorrow for the remainders of you all." He then
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348 brushed off his hands and bowed, "Class dismissed..." He said this just as
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349 the bell rang out as if he was timing it in his head.
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350
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351 Sakura began packing up her books and supplies slowly, still thinking about
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352 all of the ideas Tomoyo had stated. And then she smiled to herself,
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353 picturing herself wearing the kimono with bright enwrapping dragons and
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354 cherry blossoms. "Hmm...that would look nice, I do admit." The rest of the
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355 class also began to pack up, making the odd comment of the new girl and her
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356 rather vocal expressions towards Kinomoto.
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357
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358 Smiling as she left, Tomoyo spent what was left of the day thinking about
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359 her ideas, and sketching. It'd been a while since she'd done such things,
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360 and she was generally cheerful about it. Sakura was in most of her classes,
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361 but it didn't take long to get the hang of drawing her, after three periods
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362 of staring.
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363
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364 Now there was just the problem of finding the girl. Standing by the school
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365 gates, where a slight breeze lessened the heavy heat of the day, Tomoyo
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366 waited for the other girl, watchful.
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367 As Sakura left the confines of the school, she stopped to strap on her
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368 roller blades on the front steps. And it didn't take her long to throw her
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369 school bag over her one shoulder and shoes over her other, "Wow...what an
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370 interesting day, and here I thought it would be boring."
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371
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372 She skated up to the school gates and saw Tomoyo waiting there. "Oh my...was
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373 she actually serious about shopping after school?" Sakura hadn't taken her
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374 entirely serious before, and even now, thought that maybe Tomoyo just wanted
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375 someone to walk home with. "Hi Tomoyo-chan!" She waved as she rolled up to
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376 the long haired girl. "Are you waiting for me?"
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377
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378 "Of course, Sakura-chan!" The raven-haired girl smiled sweetly. "We're going
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379 shopping, remember? I still know the way to my favorite craft store, and it
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380 should have everything I need. Or is there something else you need to do?"
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381 Her brow creased, worried. "I don't want to keep you from getting things
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382 done."
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383
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384 And if she ever should, it would be very, very bad. Doing such a
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385 thing...deserved nothing.
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386
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387 Sakura shook her head, "Nope...it you wanna look around for stuff at the
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388 craft store, I'd be glad to go with ya!" A sparkled smile came forth from
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389 Sakura as she stopped rolling right at Tomoyo, and then a crack caused her
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390 to stumble abit, and had to take a hold of the classmate's shoulder to
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391 steady herself, "Errr...sorry about that. Okay...so where to?"
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392
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393 She was rather surprised...she hardly ever stumbled before on her skates. In
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394 fact she was a rather good roller blader, but she figured mistakes happen.
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395
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396 "It's just across from the Grudenten Cafe. You know of it? It was quite
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397 popular last I was here." Tomoyo smiled, steadying her classmate as she
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398 looked up slightly, the skates making Sakura taller. "The craft store is
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399 small, but it has a good selection." It wasn't as if she were surprised;
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400 Sakura had the tendency to be less the graceful at times. But she seemed to
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401 be graceful to Tomoyo, almost all the time, just slightly distracted. It was
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402 odd, already, that she wasn't.
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403
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404 Nodding cheerfully, Sakura knew exactly where that was, though never knew
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405 there was a craft shop across from it, "Okay..." she began skating at
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406 walking speed, sometimes backwards to face Tomoyo directly and other times,
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407 just beside the young girl.
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408
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409 It didn't take the two long to get where they were going, and Sakura found
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410 Tomoyo's presence rather soothing, in an odd way. Like they've been friends
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411 forever. Without the crowd of the students, Sakura was able to be herself,
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412 and didn't mind the raven-haired girl's rather eccentric ways.
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