Chapter 1: Meet ups

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Chapter 1: Meet-ups

"Syaoran!" a sweet female voice called out in the midst of students walking in the lobby.

A tall chocolate haired guy turned around and saw the seventeen year old Sakura Kinomoto running towards his direction. "Good afternoon, dearest Cherry Blossom." He teased as she stopped in front of him. "So, how's your class?"

"It was great!" Sakura answered cheerfully as she flashed her usual bright smile. "Our professors were mostly kind, and to my relief, Terada-sensei will be handling our Geometry class. You don't know how I inwardly jumped for joy when I saw him enter the room."

Syaoran chuckled, knowing how much she hates anything that concerns with numbers. Ever since they were in Tomoeda Elementary, he knew that Math was a struggle for her. It was not much of a problem back then though, since he was there to teach her in the middle of the class or immediately after class. However, this year they were on a separate class. Syaoran would not be able to see her seat in front of him, stuttering when she doesn't know the answer if a teacher calls her to recite, and standing gracefully when she knows the answer to a question.

"Laugh whatever you want, but you are not still relieved with your Math tutoring duties."

"Yeah right." He said, sounding uninterested to piss her off. However, to his surprise, Sakura did not fight back. Instead, she continued to smile at him.

"Why do you keep smiling?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well," Sakura started as they walked outside the building. "Guess who is seated behind me." "Chiharu?"

She shook her head "It is a he."

Syaoran pondered. "Yamazaki?"

She laughed. "No! Come on, Syaoran! You know him!"

Syaoran stopped for a while and massaged his temples, looking at the ground. "Hmm..." He found Sakura staring at him when he lifted his gaze. "I really don't know who you are talking about." he calmly told her.

"Okay, I won't keep it as a secret." She started to spill. "Eriol is in my class! He's the one seated behind me!"

Syaoran watched her blushing face and sighed inwardly.

Eriol Hiiragizawa first stepped in their school during freshmen year. He started as an exchange student from England when they were in junior high, but for some unknown reasons, he decided to stay for high school too. He held a mysterious figure, which made him one of the most sought guys in the school. And Sakura was not an exception.

"That's good." Syaoran said plainly, not wanting to engage himself to a talk regarding Hiiragizawa. He was not exactly jealous, but he was not fond of talking of someone he has not personally encountered. "Come on, Sakura. It's already five in the afternoon. If I don't get you home before Touya does, he would get mad at me on the first day of the school year. You wouldn't want that, would you?" he told her as he increased his pace.

Sakura giggled. She followed him and said, "I'm glad that you're doing onii-chan's favor."

"I'm not doing it for him." Syaoran reminded her, pocketing his hands. "I would never grant kindness to a person who calls me brat every time we see each other. Also, It's not a big deal anyway. My house is only few blocks away from yours, remember?"

"Aren't you getting tired of doing all of this for me?" She asked, her voice softening.

"What kind of question is that?" Syaoran smiled at her. "You are making it sound that I haven't been doing this for years."

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