A lesson from Onii-chan
|A lesson from Onii-chan|
|Date of Cutscene:||24 December 2016|
|Synopsis:||Sakura gets some help from her big brother for Christmas.|
|Cast of Characters:||Sakura Kinomoto|
Sakura took a deep breath as she stood outside the door. She could do this. She would do this. As much as she wanted to buy everyone a special gift, she couldn't afford it. But this would be great. It would be affordable as well as something that came from the heart. Something that would always be special to them. She slowly reached out to knock on the door, but paused. What if he said no? Was he really the best one to ask? Was--
The door opened and Yukito stood there, staring down at her. "Sakura-chan? Did you need something?"
Instantly red assaulted her cheeks and she gulped. "I-I need to... to talk to Toya," she said softly, staring up at him with flushed cheeks.
"What do you want, monster?" Toya asked, walking up behind Yukito. "We're studying."
"I-I'm not a monster!" she snapped. "I just... oh, never mind! I'll figure it out myself!" She snapped, her fists clenching and starting to storm off.
"Sakura-chan?" Yukito asked. "If you need help, you should ask."
She stopped and then... slowly turned back. "Toya... I wanted to know if you could teach me how to build a fan."
"A fan? Why?"
"I... I want to make christmas gifts this year. I-I can get the supplies, but... I'm not sure... how."
He stared at her for a long moment, before shaking his head. "Fine. I'll give you a list of what you need, then bring it back. How many do you need to make?"
He nearly choked, staring at her. "A little last minute, isn't it?"
"I-I have all weekend! Will you help me or not?"
He sighed. "Fine. But you have to do the laundry for me all this week."
"What? That's not... ugh. Fine!"
He nodded. "Good, now, you'll need..."
Toya slightly cracked Sakura's door open, peering into her room. The young girl was asleep at her desk, a small stack of fan pieces on her right, laying face down on the pieces of one. He shook his head and walked up behind her, gently pulling her chair out and scooping her up, before carrying her to her bed and tucking her in. He then walked to her desk and pulled out her chair.
Yukito chuckled as he watched her brother working on the fans. "I thought you needed to study?"
"She already took care of most of them," he said with a dismissive shrug. "If she doesn't get them all done she'll probably spend the next few days moping and whining about it. Besides, all I'm doing is helping her with the prep work."
His friend chuckled. "You always do look out for her, don't you?"
Sakura groaned and slowly opened her eyes, blinking blearily. She looked around her room. When did she crawl into bed? ACK! The fans! She almost jumped out of bed, until she saw the pieces on the desk. A grin formed on her lips. She guessed she must have finished them before turning in for the night. She gave a nice little stretch before crawling out of bed and grabbing the paints. Now came the next step!