Summary: Preppy Sakura and rocker Syaoran had been together since the seventh grade. But now, in senior year, Sakura has finally had enough, and ends their almost six year relationship. But Syaoran? No, he just won't give up that easily.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or anything like it. I just own this plot line.
Notes: Hey there everyone. I'm out with a new fiction. Hope you like it. Drop a review to let me know what you think :) Thanks a lot and happy reading!
© August 29, 2006
Harder To Breathe
Prologue
Written By: SweetBabyGurl
"Syaoran I have had the last of your bullshit," she regarded him with icy jade eyes, narrowed at the boy that stood before her, waist length curly auburn hair being tossed by the wind. Tanned arms crossed before her ample chest, her glossy pink lips pressed into a thin line, as she continued to speak to the teen that stood with her on the roof of Seiju High. "You've been drinking and doing drugs like crazy despite the fact you told me you stopped." At the first accusation the young man before her cringed, knowing it was true. "You lied to me!" He winced again at her high pitched tone. "When you were drunk, you cheated on me! Twice! And that is no fucking excuse!" He opened his mouth to speak but she merely held her hand up, signalling him to do no such thing. She wasn't finished yet. "I can do better… and I know I damn well deserve better. We are so though."
With those last words to her once boyfriend, Kinomoto Sakura, clad in her baby blue, black and white cheerleading outfit, pom poms in hand, brushed past him, head held high, knowing she had done the right thing. The young man of seventeen, continued to stand there, amber eyes wide with shock. His messy chocolate coloured hair blew in the wind, as his baggy black jeans and baggy black shirt with such slurs as Go Fuck Yourself :) also moved with the wind. Lifting one spike bracelet clad hand to run it through his thick brown locks; he still carried the bewildered look on his face. The events of the past five minutes finally began to sink in and it did not take a genius to understand that Li Syaoran was not a happy little wolf.
'FUCK!" He cried at once, kicking a pole that was close to him thus denting beyond repair. "Well little cherry blossom, if you think I'm going to give you up that damn easy," he whispered to no one in particular, smirking in the process, "then you don't know me at all."
TBC
Notes: So this was just the prologue you guys. It's supposed to be amazingly short. So please, no flames about how short it was and everything else. Either way, I hope you enjoyed it, and please let me know what you thought of it. Thanks a lot and ja ne!
--- SweetBabyGurl
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