Title : Rivalry
Author : Lain in the Wired
ChapterOne : The Dare
"Can you hear me! Are you deaf? Get your stupid asses back out there and try running the play correctly!" the coach yelled at the players on the sideline with him. Their bright green uniforms blended in perfectly with the fake grass on the soccer field behind them. The crowd in the stands cheered loudly.
This was the largest turnout ever. The rivalry had grown. Seikei High School hated Midori High School. Midori High School hated Seikei High School. End of story. But the rivalry had grown so much that all the games were televised events.
"Now get going!" the coach yelled again. The Midori High soccer players ran out onto the field and got into position. Seikei had the ball.
"Kick, kick, kick, let's fight! Fight, fight, fight, let's win! Win, win, win, and kick their butts!" The Midori High cheerleaders yelled loudly. The captain came out in front to lead the next cheer. Her short brown hair had bright green highlights in it, matching her uniform, and her eyes.
The game, however, was drawing to a close. Midori High was trailing by two goals, and they had the ball now. Number 27 ran it down the field, waiting for one of his team-mates to get open.
Suddenly the ball disappeared from in front of him. The player turned around to see a brunette boy with a white jersey running the ball to the other side of the field. The ball went into the goal with almost no resistance. Then the timer ran out.
The Seikei High School stands burst into excited cheers and curses directed at Midori High.
The Midori High stands yelled right back.
Suddenly all of the Seikei fans flooded out of their stands and started rushing towards the other stands. "Syaoran! Here's your chance!" someone yelled from the Seikei sideline. The brunette that made the last goal nodded and raced with the rest of the fans towards the Midori High stands.
Fights had started and Syaoran dodged each one and ran into the heart of the group. He saw a flash of green and brown in front of his face and he reached out. His hand had gripped around the cheer captain's forearm. Her bright blue eyes had widened in shock and he smirked.
Then he pulled her back where he had come running from. She started to say a few protests but her voice was drowned out by all the yelling and eventually she stopped.
Syaoran had them ducked safely to the Seikei High School sidelines a minute later. The Seikei soccer team erupted in cheers and catcalls. Sakura flushed a deep crimson and tried to pull away from her captor.
Syaoran, however, wasn't letting her go. He, instead, positioned himself so that he was a protective covering over her. She looked up into his dark brown eyes with her own rebellious green ones. He smirked again.
"Oh, Syaoran, fork her over and we can all have some fun tonight!" one of the soccer players said loudly. Sakura's eyes widened in horror. The rest of the team shouted their agreements. Syaoran covered her more with his body. His tall, lean body barely let her focus on how her world was slipping away from her control.
"No, I grabbed her so she's coming with me. If you want some, go grab one yourselves," Syaoran's deep voice resounded over her. His words brought her back to reality. He'd nabbed her!
Her train of thought was cut off once again by his tugging at her arm. She followed obediently as he led her out to the stadium's parking lot. She didn't see anyone she knew; they were all probably still in the stadium fighting with the Seikei High School students.
Something hard poked her in the chest. She looked down to see him handing her a helmet. She glanced down at what they were standing next to. Her heart jumped as she saw the beautiful black bike. She slipped on the helmet and straddled the bike behind him. He didn't even have to force her to. She was following him willingly. Why?
He started the bike and they peeled out of the parking lot quickly. Her hands clasped together around his waist automatically as he maneuvered in the traffic getting away from the stadium.
Suddenly, she was again aware of his body. The rock solid abs below her fingers. Slowly and lightly she slid her fingers up his torso. She hoped he wouldn't notice but she ached for the touch of him, and she didn't know why. What was wrong with her?
Her fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as they lightly caressed his chest up and down. She didn't even feel the bike stop until he had dismounted and grabbed her forcefully around the waist. He lifted her off the bike and pushed her up against the tree he had parked next to, ripping off her helmet. A park?
"I swear, are you trying to make me crash the damn bike?" he asked forcefully, his helmet already gone. Or had he even had one on to begin with? She barely had time to open her mouth in response before his lips came crashing down on her own.
It was hot, a kiss searching for something. She felt the power and hunger behind it before he pulled away momentarily. She breathed lightly but her heart was pounding.
"What did I do?" she asked softly when he looked away. His amber eyes turned back and bored into hers.
"Whatever you were doing to me on the damn bike. I should have known all of you Midori girls were whores," he spat. Her eyes narrowed instantly and her fist flew to his face. He barely flinched but his hand flew up and gripped her wrist tightly.
"Never do that again," he growled. She cowered a little in fear before his lips met hers again.
She tried to resist the kiss this time but the power and passion overpowered her senses. Her hands coiled around his neck instinctively and his hands ran up and down her back and waist.
He pulled away. "We need to get out of here," he said softly. He hustled her to the bike and took off quickly after letting her put a helmet back on. She smirked into his back, where her face was planted, as she began to stroke his chest lightly with her fingertips again. She felt his chest harden and she trailed her fingers further in each direction, exploring him.
"Shit," a low curse mumbled from his mouth. She felt him move when he said it and decided to stop her torture. She felt the bike speed up. Had her soft caresses spooked him that much?
The she looked around and her eyes widened. Four other bikes were now following them. Syaoran wove through the traffic easily, but couldn't shake his followers. Sakura tightened her grip around his stomach.
"No matter what happens, don't let go." She heard a broken sentence leave his throat, but understood what to do. She nodded into his back and he sped up, making a swift turn onto a narrow road with a ravine of trees off the right shoulder.
Sakura looked back again. Two of the bikers got lost in the traffic but the remaining two were still tight on their tails and were pulling out guns. The first bullets went off loudly, but missed them by a long shot. Syaoran wove in and out of the thin traffic on the road. The bikers kept up with ever movement.
Another cuss word erupted from Syaoran's mouth. He flipped around in his seat and put one protective arm around Sakura. With the other hand he jerked the bike hard towards the right. It flew off the road and exploded at the bottom of the ravine.