By Louann1
Prologue
Everyone has heard of the saying, 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'. No man takes it literally. No man who hasn't broken a woman's heart that is.
Let me introduce you to Syaoran Li. He's a teacher at a high school. Practically every female student there finds him attractive. He has the perfect teeth, the perfect face, the perfect hair, the perfect body, the perfect everything really... For him anyway. He's only two years older than the eldest students, he graduated early you see? So far I've covered the fact that he's a young hot teacher, what else?
Oh yeah, he's also the one man in the world who knows the true fury of a woman.
Six years ago he was a young teen. A young teen who had gotten very drunk one night. Let me skip all the boring details and highlight the main points. That night he got engaged to the waitress at the bar. He really liked her at first, partly because she thought of him as a god. He was the apple of her eye. They spent two years together. In those four years he fell out of love with her. He didn't love her to begin with but that doesn't really matter. He thought he could learn to love her because she was the one girl who had ever accepted him for who he really was. She kept the deep dark secret that his family had for all the while they were together. Syaoran had magical powers. All the while she kept her own secret. One day all their secrets and lies blew up in their faces.
" It hurts to love you..."
" Really?"
" Yeah.. Knowing that you don't love me..."
" I do."
" That's a lie and you know it!"
" If I can't have you... Noone can!" A fireball shot out from her hand and headed straight towards him.
She stared at her hand from which the fire ball was produced. It was as milky white as ever. She clenched her fist and began to throw rounds of fire. Each time her aim was getting better.
" You're a witch! Ahhhhhhh!" He clenched his burnt arm and leaned against the wall for support. She stood before him with evil eyes, ready to kill him but she hesitated.
" I do love you..."
" You're lying, Syaoran... Your lips tell me one thing, your eyes tell me another but your heart remains silent."
" What's that supposed to mean?"
" Earth, water, fire, air, aid me in this task I dare, love for love, a kiss for a kiss, death may be my final wish."
Then she kissed him... For the first time in months.
She pulled away and collapsed into his arms.
She was dead.
After police and paramedics had left, Syaoran looked at himself in the bathroom mirror. It surprised him that they didn't question the cause of her death. He had to wash the blood off his clothes, the sweat off his hands, he had to wash away his sins.
In the mirror he saw his lips; They were black and bleeding. He touched them but there was nothing there. He looked again at his reflection he was as normal as ever.
Let's skip to the present day, like I said, he's a teacher and on this particular day he has a new student in his class. He doesn't teach anything in particular, he's one of those... 'I can teach every subject' teachers. He's twenty-one and a five years ago he cause his fiancée to kill herself. He hasn't been with anyone of the female type although many have thrown themselves at him. He's quite unsociable, he hardly has contact with anyone. Not even with the other teachers. I've covered that he's a a young hot teacher and that he has magical powers and that he's unsociable.
Sorry, there's one more thing. I can't believe I forgot.
He's cursed.
I guess you're wondering how... It's quite hard to explain. In three years seventeen women have kissed him. Out of lust not love. Let me get that straight.
Anyway, something... Strange happened to them. They were hurt... Injured, killed, disappeared... Bad things. Since the kiss they had no other communication with him. No matter how much it was looked into, noone knew the reason.
Syaoran knew the reason.
It was the kiss.
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This is a new fic. This prologue is shorter than I would have like it though. Please review. I haven't forgotten my other fics I promise that I'll update them soon.
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