Snow Time is Fun Time || Sakura and Syaoran
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Having been from a kingdom in the middle of a desert, Sakura never thought snow could be so pretty... or cold! She looked like a marshmallow-- nice and fluffy, but at least she was warm and she’d learn to dress warmer with less clothes at a later time, but she just couldn’t wait and figure out a more fashionable choice. There was snow and screaming and laughter and it all made her heart race. Little did she know, this was wartime between the under and upperclassmen and not playtime.
The princess ducked behind some bushes and began training herself in the art of making snowballs.
It wasn’t easy. Perhaps she wasn’t packing them hard enough or with enough snow, but she was determined to get in right. And when she finally did, she almost exclaimed her delight, but she noticed someone was passing by.
Sakura hid behind the bushes and waited until his back was to her before she quietly stood up.
She had to bite her lip to prevent excited giggling from spilling out and she hoped her target didn’t mind being a.. well a target, but she cranked her arm back anyways and launched her very first snowball in the air.
The joy of watching it soar and land right at the top of the young man’s head was immense and indescribable and the princess almost began leaping for joy, but noticed the other was turning around and it just made her squeak and drop back down behind the bushes.
He almost spotted her. Or maybe he did. What if he was angry? What if he was currently walking over to bury her in the snow?