Title: The Other Side of Friendship
Author:Blowing wind
Characters/Pairing:Syaoran Li and Sakura Kinomoto
Type: Continuous (InComplete)
Genre: Romance/Drama
Word Count: 2185
Rating:M (Contains content suitable for mature teens and older)
Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura belongs to Clamps.
Summary:In a night of passion, the thin line of friendship and lover is no more than a blur.
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I like,
Where we are,
When we drive,
In your car.
I like,
Where we are;
here.
Cause our lips,
Can touch,
And our cheeks,
Can brush.
Our lips,
Can touch;
here.
When you are the one, the one that lies close to me.
Whispers "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly.
That there's no place else I could be but here in your arms.
Hello goodbye: Here in Your Arms
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Two bodies moving frantically as pants and moans filled the room. The creaking of the bedspring was only an added noise to the excitement as a pair of amber orbs closed over in a release. The muscular body dropped onto the mattress as heavy breathing turned into laboring ones.
A slim feminine finger trailed a path down the chest of her lover as she sighed in contentment. Her naked body pressed intimately against his and her nipples was already pebbled hard despite her recent coupling minutes ago.
"Syaoran, that was amazing." She breathed out with a smile.
Li Syaoran grinned as he kissed her temple all the while pulling her glorious body closer. She was the typical women he usually picks up from bars as well as some of his classes at Tomoeda University. Being the typical college student he was instead of the heir to the Li Empire he undoubtedly has to be in the near future, Li Syaoran definitely took the meaning of 'Live your life to the fullest' to a new possibility.
His eyes darted to the glowing neon colored clock on the stand and grimaced. He had exactly twenty minutes to get to his next class, Psychology, before Professor Norman, grilled his ass over the fire again. He began to disentangle himself from the redhead goddess and look around for his clothing. He spotted his black button down shirt and picked it up only to find half of the buttons missing. Damn, this must have been his fifth shirt this week. Cursing softly, he stood up and walked toward his closet.
"Sorry to rush you, Vevica, but I got class in twenty minutes." He said as he rummaged through his closet for another shirt and began to pull his slacks on. The said woman in question narrowed her blue eyes at him.
"Excuse me?" she said slowly and deliberately as she got off the bed. Her naked body was in full view and Syaoran suppressed a groan. "What did you just called me?"
Syaoran mentally groan. He had called the wrong name, again. When will he ever learn? "Vanessa?" he pursed his lips after a brief pause.
The redhead's eyes narrowed into a slit as she gathered her clothing and began to get dress. He mentally sighed in relief.
Safe.
The unexpected slap to his cheek was so sudden that he did not have time to react.
Not.
"It's Veronica, asshole." The redhead spit at him before whirling at him and exit through the door followed by a loud bang. Syaoran rubbed his aching cheek.
"Veronica. Should have known. Damn it." He grumbled as he picked up his backpack and grabbed his keys before leaving to class.
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A pair of emerald eyes sparked with anger as students around the campus avoided the area around her completely. The death waves radiating from her being was hard to ignore, especially when it was directed towards any male who dared to infiltrate her bubble.
Sakura Kinomoto, the genius extraordinaire, was at her wits end when her partner decided not to show up for class, again, and this time, the jerk did not even text her to tell her ahead of time. She has always had zero tolerance for tardiness, but she would go berserk over abandonment. Just like what Li Syaoran done to her this morning. She ought to find him and wring his puny neck with her bare hand.
Speaking of the jerk, Sakura zeroed her eyes on the sleek black Mercedes pulling into the parking lot of the University. Marching towards her target, Sakura could already picture a red dot on the back of his head and her hand poised over the throwing darts. Despite her five-foot-five-frame, she was surprisingly fast when chasing her target. Within seconds, she was exactly three feet away from Li Syaoran and within milliseconds; she had kicked him in the shin hard enough to knock a bull down.
He cursed loudly and grabbed his injured shin as he swung around quickly in fighting stance. His amber eyes darted around from side to side looking for the pipsqueak who had dared to kick him. When he found none, confusion swept over his face. A loud growl caught his attention and he lowered his eyes down and down to meet Sakura's.
Syaoran chuckled when he found his best friend fuming, steams rising from her ears as she shot him one of those glare that could freeze up the entire Atlantic Ocean.
"Sak, just the person I was looking for." He said enthusiastically and grabbed her for a hug.
"So your eyes weren't glued to Eva Greene's gigantic plastic boobs since you got out of the car?" Sakura asked with a raised brow as Syaoran chuckled uncomfortably.
"You saw?" he asked rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
"The whole entire school witnessed it." She shot back with a scowl.
"What can I say? I'm caught." Syaoran answered with an unrepentant grin. Sakura rolled her eyes.
"Where the hell were you? You ditched me this morning." Sakura asked, although she already had an idea just what had kept him busy all morning.
"Well you see, I got a date with this girl and we stayed up talking most of the night about her childhood and her fear of loosing--"
"--her panties?" Sakura cut him off as she fished out a red thong by the string and held it up for him to see. Syaoran had always pride himself in being a man, so it was an incredibly painful moment for him when he felt hot blush creeping up his cheeks.
"It's not mine." He blurted out seconds later and some students walked by held back a giggle.
Sakura suppressed a grin. "I didn't say it was yours."
"It belonged to…to…to…" he trailed off.
"Veronica?" Sakura supplied helpfully.
"Was that her name?" he asked with a scrunched up brows. Sakura heaved a sigh as she threw the red thong at his chest and glared at him. She should be used tot his by now, yet he continued to amuse her with his daily wits of 'Who-did-I-screw-last-night'.
"The least you could do is getting her name right. Is that her handprint on your cheek?" Sakura asked as she leaned in closer to inspect the faint red marks marring his flesh.
"Maybe she clawed me in her moment of passion." He replied with a smirk.
"Or maybe she just slapped you because you called out the wrong name again." Sakura countered with a roll of her eyes.
"Damn you know me well." Syaoran said with the same smirk as he snaked his arm around her shoulder and began walking.
"I have had seven years to do so." Sakura said with an annoyed smile. "I also know that you're still afraid of spiders, you still watch Sesame Street and enjoy finger-painting."
"You're my soul mate." Syaoran said with a mock smile as he clutched his chest dramatically. Sakura could not help it. She burst out laughing at his antic.
"You're unbelievable." She said as they head towards the auditorium for their Psychology lecture.
"That's why you love me. I can proof it too." He countered as he rolled up his sleeve and showed her the faint mark and Sakura rolled his eyes. "You left a mark on me. Like a brand of ownership."
"Ass, you fell out of the tree after you attempted to climb up the tree after me, even though you didn't know how."
Syaoran grimaced. "You're here. That should count for something."
"And here I thought I skipped a few grades because of my intelligence." Sakura remarked dryly.
"Aw, I love you." He said at last and smacked a loud kiss to her lips.
"Shut up."
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The lecture was not that bad, Sakura assured herself despite the twitching of her brows. She should have gotten used to it already. After all, the pattern still continued after seven years.
"Why don't you just strip already?" Sakura muttered underneath her breath as the blond across from them lifted her shirt up her bared tummy until the edge of her red bra was showing. Syaoran, the ass, was enjoying the view, and with blowing kisses and winks that the blond sent his way, so was she.
"Hey, I'm not complaining." He murmured back. Sakura rolled her eyes.
Typical male.
"Now I missed what Professor Norman was saying." Sakura grumbled.
"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances. If there are any reactions, lets nature take its course." He answered and when Sakura raised a brow at him, he held up his hands in mock surrender. "Complete summary of what he just said."
"I think you're confusing Norman's words with your perverted mind." Sakura whispered.
Syaoran just smiled.
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"I can't believe you got us kicked out!" Sakura snapped as soon as the doubled door slammed shut in her shocked face as she stood alongside with Syaoran. He just rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly with a grin.
"Sorry about that." He said while she narrowed her eyes at him. Sakura growled, and before she could help it, her clenched fist raised and clipped Syaoran neatly on his shoulder while he recoiled and cursed. "Damn Sak, I said I was sorry." He grumbled while rubbing the sore spot.
"Sorry my foot. You did that on purpose." She shrieked and hit him again.
"Okay, okay, so it was funny. What did you expect me to do?" he countered. Sakura could not believe what she had witnessed today. After the little blond debacle, the slut decided to get naughty and took pictures of her breasts in multiple shots before passing it down the seats to where she and Syaoran had sat. Too bad Sakura had to look when Syaoran showed it to her. Well, blame it on her being only seventeen and in college already compare to nineteen year old Syaoran, but for her defense, she had never seen such an image before, so it was natural that she reacted with a loud shriek of 'Gross' before chucking the phone away from her. Too bad her aim was off and it had hit professor Norman straight in the face. The whole auditorium was dead quiet and seconds later, Syaoran was laughing out of his mind and pointing fingers at Norman and at her, barely stringing coherent sentences together. Among the laughter that followed, Syaoran was the loudest.
"Gee, maybe you should just keep it to yourself and jerk off on it later?" Sakura said irritated.
Syaoran's mouth gaped opened. "Did you just say jerk off?" he questioned with astonishment.
"Yes I did. You got a problem with that?" she answered in a belligerent tone.
Syaoran chuckled. "No ma'am." He slid his arm around her shoulder and dragged her towards his waiting car. "So what if we got kicked out of the damn lecture? Norman is a prick and it's not as if he could actually teach anything that we can't get from the textbook anyway--"
"If you bother to read them." Sakura cut in with a grumble.
" You're the smartest person I know and you don't need some prick with a piece of paper for a diploma tell you what's wrong and what's right." Syaoran said, ignoring her comment with a grin. Sakura was amazed to say the least. He had managed to turn something negative that she found embarrassing into something in his favor, as if it was the teacher's fault that they were not able to learn anything.
"You're unbelievable." Sakura finally said with a smile.
"I know. I'll make it up to you." Syaoran said with a glint in his eyes. "How bout some Triple Chocolate Mousse Delight?"
Sakura bit her lips. "Make it two Triple Chocolate Mousse Delight and a shake and you got yourself a deal."
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Author note: Out of my boredom and writer block for my other stories, I came up with this brand new story that refused to leave me alone. Hopefully, I get my groove back soon and start writing again.
I would love to know what you readers think out there so if you have any feedback or criticism, feel free to ask.