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Or Treat (Syaoran/Sakura)
Title: Or Treat
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Length: 601 words
Prompt: fic-or-treat: Yamazaki telling the story of the first Halloween for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
beansidhe_baby.
Pairing: Syaoran/Sakura
Other: Set mid-canon. Sort of wanders away from the prompt for Syaoran/Sakura fluff.
Excerpt: Syaoran Li was not quite sure why he'd agreed to go to this party. His bandages itched and Hiiragizawa kept grinning at him oddly.
Syaoran Li was not quite sure why he'd agreed to go to this party. His bandages itched and Hiiragizawa kept grinning at him oddly. Well, if he were honest with himself, the resason he'd came was because Sakura had asked him, her smile vibrant, and he'd found himself quite incapable of saying no.
And then, of course, he had to find a costume, because this was a Halloween party, and Daidouji had vetoed his idea of showing up in his traditional Chinese uniform. So he'd gone out and bought some bandages and some red makeup, and found a shirt he didn't wear much anymore: instant zombie.
But an itchy one. Ad there was Hiiragizawa's snicker and Daidouji's admonishment that he should have worn something Sakura could match (did she ever stop thinking about clothes, or driving him insane?).
Someone had gotten the bright idea to tell ghost stories, and he could feel Sakura trembling in the seat beside him. She'd faced dangerous Clow Cards without flinching, but the thought of something paranormal invariably made her shriek. Trying not to make it obvious, he leaned a little closer to her. She shot him a grateful look.
"I'm going to tell the story of the first Halloween," Yamazaki began cheerfully, pushing his halo back up so it would sit straight. "A long, long time ago..."
Syaoran would admit that he didn't know the story, though from the way Chiharu was glaring, perhaps the story wasn't true at all. She looked as though she wanted to bash him with her witch's wand.
"And that's when--" Yamazaki said, his voice dropping low, "it attacked!"
And that was in fact when the lights flickered off (later, after he'd found out Hiiragizawa's true identity, Syaoran wondered if he had anything to do with this). Sakura screamed, though so did a couple of the other girls. When the lights came back up, however, Syaoran was the only one with a lap full of frightened girl. He blushed furiously and said, "Um--"
Sakura opened her eyes, looked around, and loosened her deathgrip on his shirt. "Eheh," she laughed nervously, slipping back into her own seat. Then she frowned up at Syaoran with concern. "Oh, your bandages are all messed up, I'm sorry."
She adjusted them with nimble fingers while Syaoran contemplated the possibility of fainting due to all the blood rushing to his head. How would he explain that?
Luckily, he didn't have to. The party broke up soon after that. The flickering lights were due to an approaching storm, and everyone wanted to get home before it broke.
"Nice costume," Hiiragizawa said, smarmily in Syaoran's opinion, as he gave his goodbyes. Eriol's cat tail swished in a self-satisfied manner.
"Thanks," Syaoran muttered.
"Sorry," Sakura whispered again, pausing at the door to fiddle with the hem of her shirt. What real desert princess would bare her navel, Syaoran wanted to know, but Daidouji would be Daidouji (or today she would be some sort of Victorian belle, but still a costumemaker).
"It's okay," Syaoran said, looking away, unable to meet her eyes. It was then, with tension sharp as a knife between them, that someone brushed his shoulder and he jumped forward, nearly knocking Sakura over.
"Why are you so nervous?" Daidouji asked, giggling, and Syaoran only paused to make sure Sakura was okay before he escaped into the cooling night.
"Do you really think that Yamazaki-kun was right about Halloween?" Sakura asked Tomoyo, watching Syaoran flee.
"There are all kinds of tricks and treats," Tomoyo said with a knowng smile, and she explained no more than that.
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Length: 601 words
Prompt: fic-or-treat: Yamazaki telling the story of the first Halloween for
beansidhe_baby.Pairing: Syaoran/Sakura
Other: Set mid-canon. Sort of wanders away from the prompt for Syaoran/Sakura fluff.
Excerpt: Syaoran Li was not quite sure why he'd agreed to go to this party. His bandages itched and Hiiragizawa kept grinning at him oddly.
Syaoran Li was not quite sure why he'd agreed to go to this party. His bandages itched and Hiiragizawa kept grinning at him oddly. Well, if he were honest with himself, the resason he'd came was because Sakura had asked him, her smile vibrant, and he'd found himself quite incapable of saying no.
And then, of course, he had to find a costume, because this was a Halloween party, and Daidouji had vetoed his idea of showing up in his traditional Chinese uniform. So he'd gone out and bought some bandages and some red makeup, and found a shirt he didn't wear much anymore: instant zombie.
But an itchy one. Ad there was Hiiragizawa's snicker and Daidouji's admonishment that he should have worn something Sakura could match (did she ever stop thinking about clothes, or driving him insane?).
Someone had gotten the bright idea to tell ghost stories, and he could feel Sakura trembling in the seat beside him. She'd faced dangerous Clow Cards without flinching, but the thought of something paranormal invariably made her shriek. Trying not to make it obvious, he leaned a little closer to her. She shot him a grateful look.
"I'm going to tell the story of the first Halloween," Yamazaki began cheerfully, pushing his halo back up so it would sit straight. "A long, long time ago..."
Syaoran would admit that he didn't know the story, though from the way Chiharu was glaring, perhaps the story wasn't true at all. She looked as though she wanted to bash him with her witch's wand.
"And that's when--" Yamazaki said, his voice dropping low, "it attacked!"
And that was in fact when the lights flickered off (later, after he'd found out Hiiragizawa's true identity, Syaoran wondered if he had anything to do with this). Sakura screamed, though so did a couple of the other girls. When the lights came back up, however, Syaoran was the only one with a lap full of frightened girl. He blushed furiously and said, "Um--"
Sakura opened her eyes, looked around, and loosened her deathgrip on his shirt. "Eheh," she laughed nervously, slipping back into her own seat. Then she frowned up at Syaoran with concern. "Oh, your bandages are all messed up, I'm sorry."
She adjusted them with nimble fingers while Syaoran contemplated the possibility of fainting due to all the blood rushing to his head. How would he explain that?
Luckily, he didn't have to. The party broke up soon after that. The flickering lights were due to an approaching storm, and everyone wanted to get home before it broke.
"Nice costume," Hiiragizawa said, smarmily in Syaoran's opinion, as he gave his goodbyes. Eriol's cat tail swished in a self-satisfied manner.
"Thanks," Syaoran muttered.
"Sorry," Sakura whispered again, pausing at the door to fiddle with the hem of her shirt. What real desert princess would bare her navel, Syaoran wanted to know, but Daidouji would be Daidouji (or today she would be some sort of Victorian belle, but still a costumemaker).
"It's okay," Syaoran said, looking away, unable to meet her eyes. It was then, with tension sharp as a knife between them, that someone brushed his shoulder and he jumped forward, nearly knocking Sakura over.
"Why are you so nervous?" Daidouji asked, giggling, and Syaoran only paused to make sure Sakura was okay before he escaped into the cooling night.
"Do you really think that Yamazaki-kun was right about Halloween?" Sakura asked Tomoyo, watching Syaoran flee.
"There are all kinds of tricks and treats," Tomoyo said with a knowng smile, and she explained no more than that.