Hey peeps! It's ya girl, Sierrae. Sae-chan for short! (YYYYAAAAYYYY) XD This is my second fic, so I'm really nervous and excited. I actually just used this to trying getting my writers block out of the way for Notebook Connection. It's like whatever I write is just too crappy and I don't want to risk puttin that up so... You know the rules. Not enough reviews, no more chapters! About 6-10 reviews are good enough for me. I'm not real greedy for reviews but they give me motavation. Imagination is powered by motivation. Sorry people, this much has to be done.

Umm... this is mostly a sarcastic Sakura POV so I'm sorry if you don't like it! T-T

Me no own. So you no sue, okie? Dokie! xD

Enjoy, people of America!

I tried everything. I tried blocking out the horrible noises from downstairs with my Ipod and my TV but that just added on to the noise. I tried to occupy myself with my computer and even talking to my friends. But thanks to little money suckers we call electric bills, I no longer had those privileges.

The 16 year old, auburn haired girl currently sitting on her bed, trying to block out all the party noise from downstairs would be normally classified as me, Sakura Kinomoto. That's right. I'm the sister of the infamous jackass, Touya Kinomoto and cousin to my strange but polite, Tomoyo Daidoji.

Why was there a party downstairs? Well, because Touya brought home a girl, Nakumi… no… Nakuru, yeah that's it! So anyway, Touya somehow gets Dad out the house by setting him up on a date with some lady (note to self, must kill Touya later), and Nakuru decides to bring about a hundred people or so with her and yeah, long story short, here we are. So make matters worse, it was raining badly outside and the thunder was more than more than I could bear right now. Fuck, lightning! I don't care if it can cut down trees and set houses on fire! I'm freakin' scared of thunder!

"I knew that Nakuru girl was a freak! She was way too clingy on me with that 'Kawaii!' crap!" I muttered sourly. I wasn't in the best mood of my life right now. The music was way to loud and seemed to boom through out the house and probably the whole neighborhood. Touya, being the jackass that he was, didn't seem to mind as he and Yukito, his devilishly handsome friend, were playing video games next door, which was adding to the noises since the walls that connected from my room to his were mega thin.

"Gah!" I grabbed two pillows and used them to cover her ears in an attempt to block out the noise. Made everything a bit softer but other than that did nothing to help. I put the pillows down and just laid back, lying on my back on my bed.

I sighed as I rubbed my temples. "I'm gonna go deaf…" I complained to myself. "It's getting louder and louder!"

It actually was getting louder. People were yelling, screaming, kicking (I think), throwing expensive sounding stuff, and some poor, poor little baby is crying down there. …I think. Oh well, it's not like I have the guts to go down there and say to a bunch of college people, "HEY! TURN OFF YOUR DAMN MUSIC…AND SOMEONE GET THAT BABY A PACIFIER!"

I sighed then lied back up. At this point I had hit rock bottom.

"Maybe I should just accept my fate. I'm gonna be deaf for a while." I wondered out loud. "Atleast I won't have to go to my high school." I shrugged.

I sighed again, this time in frustration until something unusual happened.

"Did… did it just get quiet down there?" I asked myself. I got off my bed and walked out my room to the stairs. Peeking down the steps. Someone pretty important must've come over.

A woman, who looked to be about… 34 more or less and a boy about my age. The woman looked so pretty and elegant looking… yet so drunk. The boy was positioning her on the couch while all the college kids were silently watching.

What's so great about a wasted pretty woman and a guy? I thought. Nothing! That's what! Abso-freakin' nothing! (My word people! Get your own!)

But... the guy was SOOO hot! I'm talking bright sunny day in a desert hot! His brown hair covering his head perfectly, his playful but gentle eyes with tints of gold in their depths, and his body being shaped oh so nicely in his white and blue striped shirt and jeans. He was the perfect guy! A god sent from heaven to steal all the hearts of woman so they die virgin. Well, in his looks. Now he just needs the personality and he's got my vote! Wait, did I just check him out?

"Atleast he isn't drunk…" I whispered to myself. It seemed like everyone except Nakuru was the tiniest bit drunk.

"I'm never going to a college party with that lady ever in my life." I rolled my eyes referring to 'that lady' as Nakuru and walked back to my room, silently closing the door behind me and lied on my bed again, slightly relieved.

"Now that that's over. I need to take a much needed bath." I got up and walked to my bathroom.

"Ahh! That felt so good." I exclaimed as I walked out the bathroom, steam rolling everywhere. I already had on my pajamas, a black and white button up shirt and matching silky pants. I used my towel to dry my hair.

Slightly yawning, I could smell the air. My face twisted in utter disgust. "It smells like… liquor in here." Ew, I could practically taste it!

I looked near my door where the smell was strongest and saw it. It was… him! The amber eyed god! But he looked different somehow. His beautiful proportioned hair was so ruffled it actually looked terrible and his amber tinted gold eyes were now clouded. What was he doing here? And why'd he strongly smell like liquor?

I took a step closer to him, afraid he might latch out at me at any moment. Hey! I saw a movie about it once… of course, it was when I was six … and it was in black and white. He was asleep, sitting down and leaning against my perfectly toned wall, his cheeks red from drinking.

I took a few more steps until I was infront of him and leaned closer to his face until I was about the kissing distance.

I closed my eyes and… took a big sniff.

"Whoa!" I whispered harshly as I got up and took a step back. "Yep. He's definately drunk and that smell… definitely coming from him."

I quickly unlatched and opened the window to my room, letting the fresh air come in and the liquor out. Then I walked to the bathroom for some air freshener.

When I came back out with no air freshener, the guy was standing up and looking around. His eyes were unfocused and he seemed confused.

"Wha? Who're ya?" He asked as he spotted me. His words came out in a slur and I could smell the liquor from his mouth again.

Pinching my nose, I walked past him. "I'm Sakura Kinomoto." I said as if I were talking to a 3-year-old.

He nodded sloppily. "Sakura, what a pretty name. Yer pretty as well. I'm—" (Not a typo)

"Drunk?" I suggested. He shook his head but quickly nodded as if agreeing but not quite what he wanted to say.

"I'm Syaoran Li." He slurred again as he took a step toward me. My face twisted in disgust. He looked so… bad and smelt bad too that it was hard to believe I was checking him out at all.

Lost in my thoughts as to why I was checking him out in the first place, I didn't notice him come toward me. But when I did, he quickly pinned me to the wall. I think my nose was bleeding from how bad it smelt... again. I struggled. For a drunk man, he sure was strong!

"Hey! What're you doing?! Let go, you asshole!" I struggled again as I yelled at him. It was very pointless to yell at a drunk but it wouldn't hurt.

"… I want to kiss you… now. Pretty lady." He slurred. I looked at him. Did he just call me 'pretty lady'?

After comprehending what he said, my eyes widened and my shoulders tensed.

What?! What the hell does that mean?! I thought. Oh, but I knew exactly what it meant. This guy was attempting to kiss me! The jerk!

He was leaning forward, his eyes closed. I narrowed my eyes. This was not how I was gonna have my first kiss. With some drunk in my room.

I guess I'll have to try my three pointer shot. I closed my eyes and took a breath. As soon as his lips grazed mine, I kicked him as hard as I could where the sun definitely wouldn't shine.

He bent over in pain holding his aching area and releasing me. When he did, I punched him straight across the face, leaving a small red bruise, my signature, and when he still wasn't down. I used my elbow and slammed it hard against his back, finally knocking him down.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

I poked his back. "Did I kill him?" I asked myself. Much to my pleasure, he stirred a little. I sighed with relief until I remembered what he did and scowled. I touched my lips. Was that even considered a kiss?

"I hope you have a terrible hang-over when you wake up…Syaoran Li." I mumbled angrily. Of course, what I didn't know… was probably gonna get me fired from my only good paying job... and shunned from half the girl population at my school even if it wasn't my fault.

I know, it was short. But hey. I wanted to cliffhang so I did. xD

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