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A/N:
I decided to write this after I found a startling lack of Sakura/Karin fan-fictions. I would have thought this pairing would be more popular but alas, others don't seem to share my enthusiasm for this potentially interesting pairing. Well, enjoy! Please Rate, Review and give positive criticism as I'm still learning.
Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter in any way shape or form, nor do I own any of the characters featured in the story.
"All you need is victory!"
A gentle breeze pushed up Karin's soft, golden curls. As swift as that last attack was, she could dodge it. In the blink of an eye, she had analysed her opponent and counted no less than 7 openings in their pathetic excuse for a defence.
"Typical Commoner…"
It was over in an Instant, She had toppled her opponent with a simple counter and a large cracking sound could be heard, followed by tortured screaming. With a gentle flick she dusted off her hand-made, crimson uniform. A victorious smile tried to force its way onto her lips, but she ultimately couldn't hide her disappointment… or her sadness. For a moment, an image flashed inside her mind.
"That girl…"
Her hands clutched the sleeves of her uniform tightly and breathing quickly became strained.
"S-Sakura!"
Just thinking of that moment made her confused. Reaching down to her crotch, she lightly pressed against the fabric of her sports panties. A yelp of surprise escaped from her mouth. A shimmering glaze covered her fingers.
"Why… WHY?"
The Image raced through her mind her mind once again, That image that had stayed with her. Since that moment. The moment when a commoner had stood triumphantly over her. The moment of her humiliation. The moment her obsession began. The moment that Karin Kanzuki had lost to Sakura Kasugano.
"I should hate her… I should loathe that commoner for making a fool out of me! So… Why do I feel like this?"
For one last time, the image appeared again but was clearer. Sakura was looking down at her, with a triumphant, but friendly expression adorning her face. This look stirred up mixed feelings of both a passionate and depressing nature, further adding to her confusion.
Suddenly a high pitched beep snapped her momentarily out of her sorrow. With a flick, her phone opened.
"Miss Karin! Are you quite finished?"
"Yes Shibazaki, I would like to be taken home now."
"Very well madam. I'll send a car to pick you up right away."
Another beep signalled the end of the call and the return to her state of bemusement. Karin would find no satisfaction out here. Not until she resolved these emotions. She knew exactly what she had to do.