Author's Notes: It's Goddess Azzura with the same story of mines. Originally, it was supposed to be a one-shot, but I've broken it down into five chapters. (The story itself was just far too long) Once again, it has been re-edited and reposted. It's still the same story. Just some stuff has been changed. If you see any grammar mistakes and/or errors, let me know, so I can fix them. I know I've been abandoning my other story, but college and work has really taken over my life. But still, please read, review, and enjoy my story.
Disclaimer: I created the plot of this fanfiction, but the original characters of Card Captor Sakura aren't mine.
Additional Information: This story Diary Trilogies is supposed to be a 3-part series. However, the stories will not be interconnected because each story will have a completely different plot. The characters will be the same, but the plots will not be the same.
Summary: One night, Sakura talks in her diary about one particular day…
Keywords:
Diary Entry Writings/Sakura's Thoughts
"" Character Dialogue
"2nd Person Dialogue when Speaking on the Phone"
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Chapter 1: A Typical Morning At The Kinomoto's
Dear Diary,
I know it's been a while since I've last written, but I've been busy. Between tutoring, school, and friends, I'm already asleep by the end of the day. And thank God I have some time to myself because I have a story to tell you.
How should I start? Well, I remember having a dream. That's the reason why I'm up in the first place. I don't remember what it's exactly about except I was looking at a very familiar boy with brown hair and eyes. He's tall, lean, and cut. His lips was coming closer to mines, and the next thing I know, I was waking up. We both know who that is, right? Funny thing is, every time I think about him, I get this tingly sensation. Is this how this whole 'love thing' feels?
A lot of the time, I'm always told, "You're too young to fall in love. You're only sixteen! You have a whole life ahead of you!" It's true to what the world says, but love doesn't care how old you are. As awkward as this may sound, but I've fallen in love a long time ago. My secret crush is my best friend, and has been since the second grade. We know each other almost like a book, both inside and out. But I never thought in a million years that I'd see him more than a 'brotherly' figure.
Well, Diary, sit back and relax 'cause this one is quite good to hear. It's nothing like a fairytale or a movie. This is just a simple story of my life, and everyone involved in it. It's a lil obvious, and maybe a bit cliché, but it's a true story. This is what happened on one particular day…
RRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!! The alarm clock said early Monday morning. Vivid emerald eyes awoke to the strident sound. The girl lazily turned the noise off.
"Damn noise…" She grumbled. The girl stared into the digital clock and realized what time it is. Her eyes widened and shrieked to the little time she has. "Forty-five minutes! Why didn't anybody wake me up?!"
At God-speed, she removed her pink pajamas and took care of her personal needs. Every Monday is always like that. But of course, Sakura Kinomoto always hated Mondays morning, since it is the first day of the week, and the day to start school all over again. There have been changes to the sixteen-year-old, who now stands at five feet and four inches tall. Instead of having short, bouncy auburn curls, it now cascades upon her shoulders. Of course, Sakura isn't the most beautiful girl in Tomeda High, nor is she is the most popular, but people know well of her and is fairly attractive. She still remains bubbly and child-like, something all her friends admire her for. She still has a typical older brother, and a typical permissive father. Where is the mother? The last time Sakura knew she had a mother, she was three. She learned her mother became an angel, watching over her and the rest of the family from the heavens. And even though Sakura is without one, she still had a normal childhood.
Dressed in her bathrobe, Sakura opened her closet and pulled out her sailor fuku uniform. It consisted of a white blouse with a handkerchief tied around the collar. It coordinates with a ruffled miniskirt in a navy color, along with the navy blazer jacket. Her legs are covered in white knee-highs.
Systematically, Sakura made she sure she was complete and ready to go. She grabbed her yellow book-bag, and dashed down the steps into the kitchen. She encountered her father, Fujitaka, a man with short auburn tresses and brown eyes. He stood over the stove cooking breakfast every morning before going to work as a professor at his son's university. Her older brother Touya, a tall slender man with short ebony hair, is sitting down at the table. He's reading the newspaper as always. His brown eyes scan the current events.
"Morning Dad, morning Touya." Sakura greeted, sitting down.
"Morning Sakura." Fujitaka replied, serving Sakura's favorite blueberry pancakes.
"Finally, the monster awakens." Touya playfully said. Sakura glared at her brother. Thanks to having long legs, Sakura kicked her brother's shin underneath the table. He yelped.
"Hey! What was that for?" Touya growled.
"Quit calling me a monster, you pig-head! Besides, you deserved to get kicked for not waking me up in the first place!"
Touya grinned. "What for? To see that revolting face of yours, Monster?"
"Touya, I mean it! Not in the morning…" Sakura balled her hands tightly in a fist. Touya couldn't help but laugh. His sister looks funny with her red face turning into a bubble.
"Well, what can I say? With a face like that, it does fit perfectly."
"NII-CHAN!!" Sakura threw her fork at her Touya. He luckily dodged it.
"Both of you! That's enough!" Fujitaka scolded, placing his plate on the table.
"Don't blame me! Touya started it!" Sakura protested.
"Do we have to go through this every single morning?" Fujitaka asked, sighing.
"It wouldn't be so bad if he kept his comments to himself!" Sakura glared at her brother.
"Oh lighten up, will ya?" Touya coolly retorted. "Besides, you're the one always resorting to violence. I was just kidding around."
"Well, I have a solution. Since you two like to behave as children, then Touya, you'll be cooking and cleaning dishes tonight." Fujitaka stated. "And Sakura, you'll have the living room and will be mopping the floors as well."
Touya and Sakura stared at their father in disbelief. "But Dad! I already did the dishes and the cooking last week! It's Sakura's turn!"
"Why do I have to mop the floor? It's not fair! I'm innocent!" Sakura whined.
"Both of you should've thought about that before teasing and fighting with each other. Touya, you're an adult now. You should've put away childish behaviors a long time ago. And Sakura, you know better than to throw anything at anyone."
"Dad…" The two protested.
"No excuses. The meeting is adjourned." Fujitaka finished.
Sakura and Touya rolled their eyes and ate their breakfast in silence. Sakura turned to her watch, and saw she has less than thirty minutes to get to school. "Sorry, but the teachers will kill me if I'm late again. I have to go! Bye!" She put one her shoes and dashed out the door.
Big brothers are the most annoying people ever created! Since Touya was staying home for a few weeks from college, he decided to take the pleasure of teasing and torturing me. I swear he's annoying, but that's what big brother's are for. Walking down the street, I began thinking about the friendship between my best friend and me. Although I feel comfortable around him, he easily makes me nervous and intimidated at the same time. Why? Because I'm afraid I'll do something totally stupid and ruin a ten-year-friendship.
Most of the time, I spent most of my time, wondering how it feels if he ever holds me, or even…kiss me. Oh yeah, I sometimes get the strongest urges, but I could never do that. Hurting my best friend and our friendship was the last thing I ever wanted. But then again, if I told him how I felt, what will he say to me? Will he turn me down? I mean, I don't want to be rejected again. Remember that crush I had on Yukito? The one who went to Kyoto to study Culinary Arts? He's Touya's best friend, and always been like family. Remember I told him how I felt, and he didn't like me the way? And for the first time, I felt broken-hearted? Trust me, it really hurts. My best friend saw my pain and comforted me. He told me that everything will be alright, and I'll find someone who'll love me just as much I loved Yukito. I just don't want to go through that again. So that's why I'm keeping my mouth shut.
Honestly Diary, my best friend has always been there for me. There is never a time when he lets me down. Whenever I'm hurt, he's the one to comfort me. He's the only person that ever made me smile, and the only person who swells me up with joy. (Now you know why I've fallen in love) Yep, love is a funny thing. Thank God I made it to school on time. I was sitting in the cafeteria, just minding my own business. But there was Tomoyo coming my way, my best friend, the ultimate matchmaker…
Author's Note: Well, what did you think? I know I made a drastic change, but after I read it for myself, I realized how crappy my grammar was and stuff. I mean, I want to improve my writing every day, and make sure it's good and stuff. Um, I'm still in the process of re-doing my other stories as well. Please, continue to read the next chapter!