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Disclaimer: WAHAHAHAHA! *Tears falling constantly* Life's Not Fair! I wish I owned Card Captor Sakura so I would have millions of fans loving me! Oh well *sniff sniff* At least I'm writing this fic.
Warning: I'm gonna give it one more time. This story contains some mature themes and explicit strong language but nothing that will be too graphic.
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Forbidden Passion – "Two."
Divine Angel
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Sakura had fled to the girl's bathroom. It was the last resort for her. She had never felt so humiliated in her entire sixteen years of life. To be mocked on being a fragile little girl who did not want to "Play". So what, she thought angrily, I'm not one of those filthy whores! I want to develop a good serious and prominent relationship before I commit myself with one of those things. If…If…Eli didn't wanna be with me anymore he could have the decency to tell me! I mean I wouldn't even cry or be sad! I would've withdrawn politely…?
The thought was not a vivid one; it was troubled and Cress-crossed like the vines of a thorny bush. Like when she wanted to enter the place to see a clear view the thorns pricked her and engulf her in a deathful twist and she fought her way out to flee from excruciating pain who kept on biting back after her as if he was Cerberus, the guardian dog of hell. Had she no real intimate feelings for Eli? The answer slapped her right on the face. No.
It was true that her feelings for Eli were not bound strong and so it was too weak to be defined as something as mighty as love…of any kind. God! She wasn't even attracted to the man! Yes his ebony locks, though was a natural color, could create a unique atmosphere that one would fine intoxicating. His body was crafted with a good outline of muscles that showed clearly he often worked out. He wore glasses that emitted the light of sexiness. It was true that he was an extremely good looking man but beauty was only skin deep but Sakura wasn't even pleased to be asked out by such an attractive guy. Yes looks were appealing to her but she wanted the beauty to be surrounded by an environment of fine persona and intelligence too. When Eli asked her out she would have surely said yes for anybody would be surely delighted to be the companion of the most popular boy in the school but Sakura did the opposite. She said she'd see if she was free indirectly declining his proposal for it was something that fluctuated out of Eli, some sort of uncertainty, which she was not fond of. But her friends had informed her that Eli was a pleasant person to be with so she had accepted the offer. She did not dare descend the fault over to her friends how would have they known that Eli would turn out to be a bloody bastard hypocrite?
Of all the people Ruby… she thought. It was true that Sakura was kind and courteous to others even if they were competitive with her. But Ruby was one that surpassed the level of tolerance that even got Sakura exasperated at times. It seems Ruby was fixated on praying day and night for Sakura's downfall. She carried air of envy, jealousy, malice and downright vindictive. She was out to get anyone in her way, in laymen's term, Sakura. It seemed that Sakura had already left Ruby in the long path of the Marathon race. She outclassed her in looks, intelligence, brilliance, elegance and most of all true beauty. Where Sakura was kind- Ruby was selfish- where Sakura had diligent- Ruby was restless- where Sakura was always cautious- Ruby was always lungful- where Sakura was very passionate- Ruby was downright Spiteful. So it was common for Ruby to prick Sakura's skin with her needled actions and words that it unfortunately succeeded in turning Sakura off.
So why the melancholic tears? Why the deep lament? The answer was very simple and sketched out before her. Betrayal. In a relationship you envelope the person you are being close with a certain type of trust, which can be drawn out to be something special. Eli had broken the trust many a times. Yes, it was a veiled deception that has spawned during their time of "intimacy" and Sakura had felt it but had not taken it to prominently –she should have. Eli had the tendency to suddenly break off prior engagements due to the attending of some unexpected yet important businesses. Sakura had senses some sort of fabrication in his apologetic excuses yet she simmered down the suspicious cloak and covered it up with an understanding and reasonable one, though suspicion reprimanded her for being so naïve and begged her to listen to him but Sakura had paid no heed. Sometimes it is important to listen to your strange ideals for they may be the lose threads to uncovering the truth.
Sakura felt an unexpected ache in her lower hips and legs as she shifted her position in the time ringing cubicle. She realized that her conversing thoughts had made her completely sink in to her mental side and made her leave her physical form s abruptly that the only actions it was occupied with were the involuntary actions her flesh has been programmed with making the muscles freeze. She decided to grant them freedom but that posed as a difficult task to the circumstances involved. She felt herself stagger as she tried to get up and had to hold the wall for support. She felt like the baby fawn taking its first steps to the world with his mother as his support. After a minute or two she got up and stretched herself and there was a bit of tingle pain as her muscles expanded from its contracted form but it died quickly. She sat down beginning to ponder. Should she get back at Eli moon? Or should she just let it be? Yes Eli was a bastard but that doesn't mean that she will be revenging. That'll make her worse then Eli, yes, some people will tease her because of this but she will treat them like the chilled voices of the wind which are actually composed by the naughty subconscious playing at our fears. But she must not take the subject so lightly she must make it one of her top priorities to discuss upon with the other sides of her mind…and of course her friends.
"Sakura…" there was a voice at the other end. The voice passed through the barrier of the cubicle but even if it was soft and may had to wage war against the strong particles making up the wooden doors but still it reigned victorious for when the voice sauntered to Sakura's ears it still seemed beautiful. It seems like the soft waves of the ocean who splashed against the rocks of the beach, whose only wish was to join him in his bed. But ocean told him that his bed was overcrowded and that they would have trouble living there but they still pleaded to be with to be amongst those teeming, fortunate creatures.
"Ma—dison?" she recognized the tone immediately.
"Sakura please come out. I know you are sad I never thought Eli would turn out to be such a bastard," Madison's speech contained regret and sympathy and also it contained a sense of loathing which showed how her tongue soured to the mention of Eli's name, "You—have missed four classes already and the principal is pretty crossed with you."
Oh no, Sakura thought in raw dismay. She knew that most prefects were not so diligent in the duties that were handed to them but sometimes they had no other option and were forced to comply. She couldn't blame them. This was a truly negative outcome and she really resented it. Now a blot of coarse ink had infected her unblemished record. It was true that she was no goody-two-shoes but she was not to be classified to be intensified troublemaker either. She really felt pretty upset. Her first day after school reopening and she had totally rendered it into a flashing nightmare.
"Sakura I don't think it's a wise action to keep the principal waiting he's already pissed." Madison didn't want to sound dramatic but the principal was quite the fearful looking individual when incited so that was reasonable enough to justify her statement.
"Alright." Sakura said, her voice seemed to be quite low and sore for she had spent much of her tears being prisoner of sadness. It wasn't really like Sakura to seem this vulnerable and weak, it seemed the usual photo frame that carried her picture was slightly left ajar. She was usually a strengthened one that didn't erode away in short periods of time but kept up against the forces of Mother Nature and stood erect. She also was the bottle who was the abode for great athletics. So she was too bewildered at her current state now.
"Sakura, I can be with you right now." Madison offered, her voice had compassion circling all over. She wanted everything she was capable off to aid her in her friend's mortification.
"Its alright Madison-Chan, you should go and attend your class." Sakura suggested, it was one thing that she was twirled by trouble's hands but to invite Madison to be seduced by him too was to unbearable to fixate upon.
"No Sakura it's alright, Literature is going on and I don't have that subject." Sakura felt the warm smile though her vision was not blessed by it.
"Arigatou Madison-Chan but I prefer to be alone right now." Sakura solemnly said, she knew Madison was being very kind to her but her heart pleaded her not to make Madison see her visage right now for it'll surely create more sympathetic words and expression which Sakura did not welcome for she had no former desire that the people revolving around her to have the thought that she loved Eli SO much and saw endless dews racing out of her jade orbs.
She could hear a sound; a faint one if character was elaborated and she knew its origin was from her dear friend. She was answered by the slight sound of the door creaking making vivid mental art that it had been opened and as abruptly and slowly it had been moved it had been closed the same way. Sakura spent two or three more minutes in the cubicle as if she was making sure Madison had exited the scenario but frankly, she had executed this action to straighten out her haphazard nerves.
She fled the safety of her cubicle not having the proper clue if she was prepared to see the outside world again but it was absolutely certain that this figment of mental obligations had lost its meaning for she had to reluctantly go to see the man in charge of her educational facility. She made the basin filled with her desired liquid –water. It coolness represented the fine, snow whose outer form could create the assumption that it was not brittle but materialistic objects contained the tendency when time had gotten bored of looking at their faces he would make them erode away. Every mortally based life had to leave the bluish-green planet when God commanded time too snap their Lifeline. It is an important cycle in their chain of existence. Her mind was bombarded with numerous question marks and infinity-like ponderings, which seemed to impregnate her brain. Though some of those statements that had drifted out of her statements seemed to be grafted with the nature of relevance she still possessed no time to speak with them even if they were telling her to stay and answer their lines of astonishment. She submerged her head in the cool recesses of the water and opened her eyes and was imprisoned by a blurred vision. She thought that the water was the concept antidote to flood her head and chase the tensions away. Though the predicament seemed to engross with some child-like attributes the sequence portrayed that some part of her presumption.
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"Alright class get inside, our period is almost over come in." Li told his group of students and was happy that he was instantly obeyed. Remarkably, his first day turn out completely fabulous. He figured out a way to reach to students –Just be himself. He started envisioning the students as his friends. He talked about things in his life that clearly hooked up the students at first go: Of course he wasn't that personal but he pursued such topics that the students never even fantasized any teacher talking about. They were also open-minded to him too and Li thoroughly enjoyed it. He wasn't going to be the object of boredom for these kids for he know some teachers represented that extremely well, on and on they bragging about irrelevant details in their lives. He was victim to it due to his seemingly nonsensical chemistry teacher in high school. Gladly, he transferred to another school and the replacement was extremely fun to be with.
He had given their first class a free period by first conversing about stuff and then letting they go out and do their desired pleasures while he sat down on one of the benches. He watched as some of the students played their qualified sport, others talked to each other. It would've been quite peaceful yet the voice gnawing him at the back of his head was too close to comfort. It haunted him telling him to go and scan for the angelic beauty and retrieve her from the depths of excruciation and probably be would be blessed by another embrace from her precious form but something held him back a statement which seemed to have the mocking tinge –You're her teacher.
Li signed a deep breath anything to let out the remorse regulating around his body and soul. He realized that things were not going to be the way he had craved it to be. Probably, if he was lucky, he would end up be becoming her friend. Other than it would be God's sympathy and execution of luck's and destiny's hands on faith to be her special one. But Li still was not forbidden to dream so he will hope he could turn the final fantasy to the fascinating reality.
He remembered the starting of his scholastic teachings. He had approached the classroom, which was emitting powerful sound waves. He gulped down not to only swallow his immense gathering of fear but also excitement. As he seeped through the door, silence was the stranger. Were they trying to be pull of any sort of stunt? His slits narrowed and he surveyed the area through cat-like perspective. Nothing his orbs could detect that made any sight seem out of the ordinary. He breathed a sign of relief but then he made a startled sound he saw some girls were looking at him with fearful visages. Oops, it wasn't a wise idea to unleash that sort of stunt with his eyes for it must've freaked the students out.
"Hello class, my name is Li Shyaron and I'll be teaching you English Language and English Literature." He said as he scribbled his name of the blackboard using a rather fading chalk, which had chopped into a little grain of limestone but it was still able to create the letters to spell out his name.
As the students were greeted with his back he heard muffled whispers behind him. Miraculously he was able to make out what words clung to the whispered vibes –
"He's cute." He heard a girl almost exclaim in a dreamy like voice.
" You kidding," a second girl said, "More like hot!"
"You guys he's our teacher," A third one sounded, "Besides I liked our old English teacher better, Miss Green, she seemed more pleasant."
"Who asked you, you good for nothing nerd bitch." The first girl whispered hoarsely in her tone-contained venom of high altitude.
"Yeah, you couldn't describe aesthetics even if it fucked you upfront." The second girl chided. The girl who was being lashed made a noise of gargantuan distraught, no one likes to be insulted especially in such a horrific manner, "Besides with the body like that you'll be barged into school slut business in no time cause no one will ever like a nerd like you."
It was fume making him glow into the shade of crimson. He was so appalled he could easily distinguish that the girl was not the part of the popular class of school politics but she hadn't said anything wrong. She just pointed out a fact and expressed her liking to the former teacher. And the thing that really ticked him was the way she expressed the last business. How could she? Li though with fury as he grasped the chalk so hard as it broke into tiny fragments. Some people noticed this and pondered what the matter was but as he turned around and produced a radiant smile the curiosity evaporated.
"Why don't we get to know each other better." He kept on smiling as he rubbed his hands together in means to deteriorate the small remains of powdered limestone of his palms.
He heard groans of some disapproval, usually teachers who use this statement tend to make their days extremely dull but he didn't classified himself to be situated with the usual breed of teachers. So as the conversation started people got interested.
"Sir, are you from Hong Kong? For one of my friends said you were." A girl questioned.
"Yes I am." He smiled, an unauthentic
smile just to pose as a façade. This was the girl who vilely humiliated another,
"So –he continued- I bet you like to go to Hong Kong?"
"Yes," The girl replied, "Its an amazing place."
"Well what do you plan to do there?" he kept on producing a smile, making the girl believe that he was attention was kept intently at her while he produced the dagger to jab her at the back.
"I plan to eat exotic food and shop to my heart's content." She merrily replied and her eyes gleamed a twinkle that she had already begun to daydream the whole experience.
Hope you become obese like a pig he snickered at the back of his mind, "Anything else?"
"Yeah!" she jumped, completely pleased that a handsome teacher was keen in listening to her, "I wanna live in the country-side with a family for a month!"
Gotcha, Li smiled triumphantly, "Then you must know very fluent Cantonese."
"Cantonese?" the girl had a blank plank of wood nailed to her face; she was clueless.
"Yes, ninety percent of people in Hong Kong speak the language and I think it is required to know a bit of it to live there for the period you so wish."
"Oh," the girl said disheartened, "Maybe going there isn't such a splendid idea after all."
"Are you this shallow, or does it come to you naturally, ever heard of the word learn you could engage in that or maybe it is too much of a difficult task for you." The tone of his voice was extremely jesting that the whole class erupted in laughter while the girl had lowered her head at stared at her folded hands for embarrassment had chosen her as his latest victim.
While the class was occupied with their fits of comic relief he sauntered towards the girl and lowered his head and narrowed his eyes and said in the most fearful, chilling whispers like it felt like an apparition talking, " I think you are not the one to decide who gets barged into the school slut business unless you are the mistress of a brothel."
The girl eyes bolted up in an instance as Li made his way back to his assigned place. The girl was so perplexed it seemed that she caught plague from shock who had unleashed a horde of his pathogens on her body. One thing was sure –never mess with Li Shyaron.
"Ok class I'll let you have a free class outside," the class now shouted in remarks of great approval, "But I'll first take your attendance to see if everyone's here."
Everybody sat down in a quiet position as if by body language they had nodded to his statement. Li knew that attendance was taken during the middle of the class but as he had made no prior decision to take class he decided to take it now. Most people were present, the ones who weren't excused themselves with sincere apologies of absence. Then he came to the name, "Sakura Avalon."
The reaction was unexpected, people started engaging themselves in strings of whispered conversations and Li realized it when he heard the word "Eli…" in one of them. My angel, he thought. The name seemed to bliss him more like her form. He fond a gentleness to his voice while letting out her name as though it were inscribed by magic. Li loved all floral creations for they were outstanding and uniquely beautiful all of them. It was a shame that Man's beauty ebbed away most of the time as they washed their skins with sin but flowers still clung on to their purity and innocence all their lives. Li had thought that roses and cherry blossoms were most appealing to him. It can't be coincidence, He thought, that the angel had earned the name of one my favorite flowers.
The class emptied as he noticed a girl collecting her books saying, "I really wish we had done something today."
Li recognized her, the abuser's prey. He made his way up to her and said, "I'm sorry but don't worry we'll do something next time."
"Mr. Shyaron!" the girl exclaimed, obviously Li's presence next to her was unannounced so in her sudden action she dropped some of her apparel.
"I'm sorry, I had no intention to scare you." He apologized sincerely.
"Its ok Mr. Shyaron." She smiled and rubbed the backside of her head with a free hand while the other grasped the fallen objects.
" I heard," he said softly, he decided to be completely honest about the incident, "What that girl called you."
"Oh…you mean Miyami," she also picked up the quiet tone, "Yes, Miyami Ogatha, she is a very mean person who often takes after her "leader""
"Leader?" Li asked confused, as he added the books to the girl who wore rectangular glasses, which matched with her face perfectly.
"Yes, well –oh sorry –she realized that her teacher was new and also was a teacher so he may not have any prior idea to who she was referring to –there is an extremely popular girl in school, popular for all the worst possible reasons, her name is Ruby Akizuki. Miyami is one of her closest friends."
"I see what you meant." Li's eyes had the glint of knowing in them, he too encountered those same types of girls when he was their age and he knew they were considered famous (as you may call it) for they were willing to have sex with every possible candidate. Though girls like that use to flounder around him he never paid any head. He wasn't too fond of those people. There is a word called "shame" when people have bargained it away for a measly one-night pleasure that they weren't fit to be classified as humans.
"Sir, did you make the comment on Miyami as a way to get her back for insulting me." She was more than shocked and it clearly was drawn on her face.
"Well yes absolutely," Li spoke up with enough diligence that no one could argue about, "They had no authority to shower u with such crude comments."
"…" The girl was speechless except she had partly opened her mouth so that the massive amount of startled-ness didn't break down her lips. Her face flushed the hues of pink when she realized that Li must've heard everything she had said also, Does he have sixth sense?
"Well you better get going," Li handed her the remainder of her possessions and headed out the door, "The period will be over soon."
"Thank-you." The girl finally managed to make the vocal chords construct the words of appreciation; she really did wish she could fully express her emotion of gratitude to her teacher. She was extremely pretty no doubt her hair was dark blonde, which could've mistaken for light brown. It greatly resembled the tail of climbers, which gifted the tree with extra fashionable clothing. Her bottle green eyes blended accurately with her fair complexion create a wave of intriguing beauty loom over her.
"Think nothing of it." Li reached the door, "By the name Miss what's your name?"
"Its Hiroki," she said in such a manner proving that joy must have finally taken her offer and decided to live with her in her abode, "Hiroki Matsumae."
"Ok, see you later." He went outside and covered his visage with his hand as the golden splendor of the sun kissed his face.
Hiroki spent the remaining part of the free class reading a book in the library written by the author Sydney Sheldon called The Sands Of Time but her mind started to flee as she was blessed by the face of Li Shyaron…
Now as he sat outside he thought if anybody had went to aid his pretty flower but then he saw a young girl headed his way. Her hair was a blend of the bark of a tree in natural form but also when it had been reduced to polished furniture her nose was stuck in a book called Lord Of The Rings: Return Of The King and she had worn circular glasses. Li figured that no harm would come out from asking.
As she approached near him he gave a tap on her shoulder but the girl was too assimilated in her story that all her senses had decided to read along with her. Li decided to tap again this time a bit harder. The girl paused from her activities and looked and was greeted by an intoxicating smile, "Mr. Shyaron?" the girl had the question mark in her words.
"May I please speak to you Miss –" Li had realized he did not know the girl's name.
"Nikki, sir, Nikki Yanagisawa." She replied in a cheerful manner.
"Yes, Miss Yanigisawa, may I please talk to you?" he smiled, he really like the girl she seemed to posses enough pleasantries.
"Yes, absolutely." She said on an impulse maybe it was due to the fact that Li was a teacher and she had no wish to cross him.
"Should you prefer to sit down?" Li asked her in the same polite manner he had started using as he had in the beginning of the conversation.
Nikki nodded and they sat down in the bench together, "What is it you wanted to speak to me about Mr. Shyaron?"
"Are you a good friend of Sakura Avalon's?" he asked, bending the question as much as he could to create general approach.
Nikki shifted a bit, she seemed to have the knowledge of what Li was going to ask, "Yes I am, and I'm one of her best friends. Is this about her absence during your class?"
"Well yes," he said in normal tone, "I just wanted to know if she was alright, I think I saw her fleeing into the girl's bathroom, she looked extremely upset." Li had no intention of telling Nikki of his moment with Sakura. It was his special moment, which will always be grafted in his mind and soul.
"She was pretty upset about something," Nikki commented, "We sent another friend to comfort her for if we overcrowded her she might feel uncomfortable. Sir, are you planning to hand Sakura a detention for missing your class?"
"Not if she has a good excuse for it." He winked at her and left her side, he really wished his angel were okay. He hated to see her wounded so severely.
As he was reentering the school building he saw someone enter the school complex. The person was walking in a sophisticated and looked vaguely familiar. He then felt reality tug on his sleeve and hit him for listening to fantasy for so long…
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"Miss Sakura Avalon," she closed her eyes waiting for the sonic impact, "May I ask why you skipped four classes on your first day of the reopening of the school."
She dare not make their eyes meet, while her ones had perplexing natures blending between anger at her own stupidity (as she defined it) and also for the fact she had not taken that that much relevance in her education. She knew that the seriousness that time had come and placed her on her was delicate. It replicated a baby fawn who was stranded and abandoned in the untamed wilderness and need her guidance to survive. It was an extreme comic situation to compare a baby fawn with something like education but it appeared to her in that sense.
"Sir," she began, her lungs expanded to support her heavy weight squeezing her rib cage, "I humbly apologize about my misdeed I will take detention if you wish so."
"Sakura," Yakamora stared at the beautiful girl, she did not look like she had had countless crystalline spheres projecting out of her brilliant orbs for so long. It was due to the fact that Sakura had assigned a troop of tissue papers to do wonders to her current physic they had graciously complied. Yakamora's speech had suddenly had caring attached to it, "Why were you in the bathroom all this time?"
Fuck! Did the prefects also tell him that! Sakura had a slight shiver as anger ran his clawed hands right on her naked spine. Prickling all the essential nerves to unlock exasperation from his jarred cell. She was not going to discuss her personal life with the PRINCIPAL of her school. She knew that the prefects had to pose apt to their duties but it was completely ridiculous to tell the person every single detail. Sakura had never wanted to tell this story to any of the teachers but her mind had slipped and before she could grab its hand it fell off the cliff. She had resided her melancholic event to someone, she wasn't sure who for she had not recognized him as her vision was somewhat blinded by pores of sorrow and her mind was bathing in turmoil's fire but she remembered kindness, his, as she had figured out the gender of the person was greatly magnificent.
His eyes were like the dusty barks of the aging tree whose wisdom fathomed others and beauty enthralled all. His hair was like the ground the tree stood upon whose fine soil had the connection with the unique greenery so he too possessed the same intrigue. His body was like steel but unlike being only cold and introverted it was strong and passionate. She knew she had wanted to fabricate to act as a good excuse so that this wouldn't have to come but her idea was a failure. Though dishonesty was not one of her attributes she just didn't want to tell anyone aside from her friends the true tale of her lament. It was like an in depth secret who refused to walk out into the world as it preferred the soul as a much more qualified place to abode in.
"You can tell me." It was the principal's statement, which made her ignore her subconscious once more and pay attention to the present.
"Sir," she started still the nervousness clung to her like an epidemic raging through her body, "I don't really have a suitable explanation for my actions."
"Very well," Yakamora sounded a bit irritated and he still had a questioning atmosphere around him radiating to Sakura but she had putting up a shield and had no intention to let those fumes of curiosity chloroform her into submission, "You have to serve one week's detention and your mother will be notified."
Sakura nodded her head graciously, she knew she rather deserve the punishment rather than go and face him with the truth. "Thank you Sir." She merely voiced out, people may wonder that it was rather nonsensical to say "thank you." For receiving a detention but in her opinion she was thanking Yakamora for not taking any severe decisions. Besides, her mother was a very understanding person so she will always listen to her before placing judgments to come in and berate her.
"Sakura, You should go around and apologize to the teachers the one's classes you have missed and collected works and then I want you to stay two hours after school with a supervising teacher." He informed.
Sakura nodded as a sense of understanding to the orders given to her and also her agreed notion to execute the. She exited the office but then felt the rapid rush. The bell had been rung a few minutes ago and Sakura felt like the frail log against the mighty forces of the river but nevertheless she continued making a slow pace towards her next class…
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Sophistication the air was now being occupied by it as she entered the school. Everyone started to stare. She was wearing a black turtleneck shirt and wore extravagant diamond earrings. She wore a ravishing red skirt, which had a slit on its back, and she was wearing an extremely stylish trench coat, which was fastened loosely but was able to construct a unique effect. Her hair like black fire raging across the horizon inflicting anything it had a displeasure for but then again it could entrap anyone it liked and envelope them and keep them comfort more seducing than silk. Her eyes too extremely dark coals of the mistiest red and they were like cherries that most men would dream of devouring. Her figure had been adorned with all the right curves and frame. Her ends of her hair were in curls and her lavishing red stilettos were kissing the already enchanted ground who begged her seductive heels to be theirs but she mocked them telling them she only belonged to one person.
"Li!" she pranced happily and engulfed him with her arms around his well-chiseled bodyline. Li could only hug back in the more of the platonic sense to her sensual one. He found discs of ranging colors looking at them. He turned and saw that every girl and boy who was having P.E. were boring into them as if they replicated a standard piece of fascinating art. He could see the envious glances of the girls and the boys were hugged by their fantasies telling them they would also capture a sexy vixen such as herself.
"Hello Meiling." Instead of having a dreamy effect like the others Li's voice held no quality of the immense attraction that had imprisoned the gyrating people, it was more of the flustered kind.
"Gomenasai Li." She said quietly, the voice was so soft it felt like the wind had caressed his face, "I didn't mean to be difficult and I know I should've called you back but when finally my stubbornness started to leave I saw it was three in the morning and I had a feeling you were asleep by then. Besides I wanted to say sorry in person."
"Its ok Meiling." He accepted her apology while taking in the subtle fragrance of Cool Water one of Meiling's favorite perfumes. He knew that thought he was a bit still incited by Meiling's behavior he had no chance but to forgive her. She was after all his fiancée, "Uh, lets go inside."
"I was planning too anyway, I brought lunch." She pleasantly brought out her smile as arms connected around Li's, who had his hands residing in the pocket. Li had actually wanted to go inside to shelter himself from those eyes which had started to prick his naked skin and that was too close for his comfort. But he was also quite happy that Meiling bought lunch he was starving.
As Li and Meiling were headed to the teacher's lounge (with Meiling babbling away about what new projects she had and Li listening away but looked like he was actually staring into a void) they were encountered by a female teacher, "Mr. Shyaron, have you had your lunch yet?"
"No, I was going to, is there a problem?" Li said politely noticing a smile creep upon the woman's looking at Meiling's head nestling on Li's chest.
"Well not really but the principal has a duty for you and he would like to discuss it." The woman's smile grew larger as she saw Meiling snuggling much closer to Li deteriorating any inches between them.
"Sure tell him I would come as soon as I finish." Li informed as the woman left given them another one of her pleasant smiles, which seemed to have plastered her face as she stood adoring Li and Meiling.
They entered the teacher's lounge it was adorned with nicely furnished chairs and tables. At one side where the lively armchairs laid were showing appropriate signs for being the usage of business works, the other side had small, wooden well-polished tables accompanied by chairs for the purpose of having meals. As soon as Li stepped foot in the room heads propelled to their direction once more. Li had been faced with this position as he had arrived in the morning when the women had given him entranced attention. Now, However they were giving cynical looks to the person under his wing. The men now completely morphed themselves; they had given daggers of agitation as Li's welcoming present but now pinned smiled seeing the Lovely bird. Li had ignored all of them including the men which kind of bothered him, as a fiancée shouldn't he gift those men with a malice eyes to look there's? He was answered by Meiling who presented them with death glares, which got Li shocked, and the men flabbergasted. She looked and smiled and tentatively traced his bewildered face and rubbed her head against his fine muscled chest. It seemed that Meiling's only focus was Li and no other.
They sat at the far corner and Meiling smiled as she took out to lunch boxes and she opened them to reveal some appetizing looking sandwiches and a lovely mass of hot spaghetti. Li made a sign of utter pleasure, he had been famished and to receive such treats was truly manna. He took one of the "Hunter-beef" sandwiches and was about to put them in his mouth when suddenly he stopped and his coals of brown became wide. He looked over to Meiling who was nibbling away her spaghetti when Li asked, "Meiling…uh…uh…did you…uh…make this –this food?"
Meiling looked at a profusely sweating Li and answered, "No, Sundra made them. She is such a nifty worker around the house. Isn't her food delicious?" she gazed at Li and saw that he hadn't touched an inch of his food then her eye size decreased as suspicion made the kill, "Why?"
"Oh nothing!" Li laughed in a stupid manner as he gobbled a huge piece of his sandwich. If Meiling was exasperated she was good at not showing it but Li had to make precautions for a biohazard was close by. Surely, art had responded well to Meiling's affection but talents in cooking had abandoned her in a desolated region. In one word Meiling cooked like Kaoru Kamiya of the popular Japanese anime series Rurouni Kenshin and if possible a little worse. He remembered how he got to taste her nasty cuisine, it was his twenty first birthday and Meiling had offered to bake him a cake. Li had agreed in means of not hurting his twenty year old fiancée and up till this day he wished he had. Meiling succeeded in making a beautiful looking Strawberry short cake and it looked splendid so when Li picked up his utensil and took a piece of it in his mouth he understood that the term "appearances can be deceiving" did not only imply in love. It was like he was swallowing coarse petrol oil or vile person. His face turned blue as his taste buds deflated like they were dying from anorexia or something. His eyes made contact with Meiling's face, who was smiling and had wanting feeling to know what he thought. He smiled miserably and gulped the wholly bitter thing into his mouth and felt his stomach puncture. Ever since then he was careful at what Meiling brought him for next time he ate Meiling's cooking he will surely have his stomach pumped.
"You know Li," Meiling started, while Li devoured the sandwiches, as they were truly delicious, "I thought I said that I didn't want you to take this job."
Here we go again, "Meiling, please don't be so unreasonable," he sounded annoyed not only about the topic but also Meiling sounded dictating, "Besides we talked this over once."
"Well I," Meiling shifted uncomfortably as she turned around and hurled vicious daggers at some men who were mentally disrobing her and then faced him, "I think you are not suited for this."
"What," Li was getting irritated and angered, "You don't think I qualify."
"Well teaching is a lot of responsibility." She added.
"Oh you think I'm just too young to handle it." Li was getting furious and that was pointing something. Unlike Meiling who would get angered easily due to her hot temperament Li was different as the bag, which his anger lived in, was stitched finely but when opened a volatile substance was mobile.
"Li, did I say that," obviously Meiling had a little fear of Li's rage, "You are Twenty four so you are capable but I just don't like it."
"You never like much of what I do," Li pointed, "Can't you just stop complaining?"
"Li," Meiling was getting irritated as well, "Why can't you just listen to me."
"Meiling, why are you so impatient," his voice level was rising, "We will get married, its not like its not gonna happen!"
Everyone had heard the last statement. Both the sexes were pretty perplexed, not only they didn't know that Meiling and Li were fiancées but also for the sudden outburst. Before Meiling could say another word Li spoke for her, "Thanks for lunch but I gotta go now." He strode away leaving a pretty melancholic Meiling and gossipy spectators but as usual, he didn't care what those people talked about. He turned open the doorknob and walked out. The hallways were pretty empty now and he suddenly started remembering his collision with the angelic beauty whose appearance surpassed Aphrodite's. I wish to meet her again he fantasized as he walked along occasionally taking glimpses of the neighboring classrooms. He slowly reached the Principal's office and after momentarily knocking went inside…
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Oh My! Sakura let out an aching noise as her mind cursed her for its overload. Though it was the first day the teachers were no merciful and had given tons of homework, which will need hours to tend too. Firstly, she attended her Human Biology class where they taught "Schistsoma –Belharzia" a very life-threatening disease caused by a infective worm-like contagion which produces its larvae eggs in the narrow veins of small and/or large intestine or bladder of the human body. Then when lunch proceeded after that she went and collected homework and classroom from those classes she had missed Accounting, English Literature, English Language and Math. The teachers were kind of crossed with her but they made her obtain her information nevertheless. The only teacher she couldn't have time to speak too was the English teacher who must've been around somewhere else and as bell stated that class was beginning soon she rushed of wards for she was not in the mood to invite more trouble.
Now it was after school and she was seated in one of the empty classes of the vacant school. She was waiting for the supervising teacher who would hand out her corrective work. He/she, whoever they were, was running late. Sakura thought her brain was getting invalid due to the wait. So she decided to do the next best thing. Sing…
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He walked out and before he knew crimson lips captured his. Meiling kissed Li passionately as he walked out of the principal's office and was turning around a car. Water droplets seized her eyes and she cried on Li's chest and on an impulse Li hugged her.
"Meiling…" He really didn't like seeing her cry so it made him berate himself. He shouldn't have talked to her in that manner.
"I'm sorry Li," Meiling sobbed, "I know I am being intolerable so please forgive me."
Li spent many hours placating her and it seemed like after half an hour she eased down from her self-defilation for her actions and bit Li goodbye. Li followed up a quick pace as he made his way to a specified classroom. The Principal said a student was given detention and that he was assigned to watch that person, I wonder who exactly? The principal was preoccupied and so had not christened the student but Li had decided not to bother him for he had his hands full on a document, which seemed to be a profile of a Transfer student.
He found the classroom and was eager to enter when something stopped him. He felt bewitched by sound, music, something that surpassed anything he had ever heard before. He felt he was tasting honey or was there anything sweeter than it. A heavenly fruit, which may have fallen accidentally on the plains of earth. He closed his eyes submitting to it, begging it to devour it…
One Time –to know that it's real
One Time –to know how it feels
That's All.
One Call –your voice on the phone
One Place –a moment alone
That's All.
What do you see?
What do you know?
What are the signs?
What do I do?
Just follow your follow lifelines through
What if it hurts?
What then?
What do I do?
What do I say?
Don't throw your lifelines away.
One Time –just once in my life
One Time –to know it can happen twice.
One Shot –of a clear blue sky.
One Look –I see no reasons why, we can't.
One chance to be back
to the point where everything starts
one chance to keep it together
when things fall apart.
Once I make us believe its true.
What do you see?
What do you do?
What are the signs?
How do we grow?
By letting your lifelines show
What if we do?
What up to now?
What do you say?
How do I Know?
Don't let your Lifeline go!
Ohhhh!
Li opened his eyes as he heard the angelic voice stopped but then he heard the voice picking up another tune and as he heard it begin he closed his eyes once more and become lost…
Whenever sang my songs, on the stage, on my own.
Whenever said my words, wishing they could be heard.
I saw you smiling at me, was it real or just my fantasy?
You'd always be there in the corner, of this ting little bar.
My last night here for you, same old songs just
once more.
May last night here with you, maybe yes, maybe no.
I kind of liked it your way, how you shyly placed your eyes on me.
Oh, did you ever know, that I had mine on you.
Darling, so there you are, with that look on your
face.
As if you're never hurt, as if you're never down.
Shall I be the one for you, who pinches you softly but sure.
If frown is shown then, I will know that you are no dreamer.
So let me come to you, close as I wanna be.
Close enough for me, to feel your heart beating fast.
And stay there as a whisper, how I loved your peaceful eyes on me.
Did you ever know, that I had mine on you.
Darling, so share with me, your love if you had
enough.
Your tears if you're holding back, or pain if that what it is.
How can I let you know, I'm more than the dress and the voice.
Just reach me out then, you will know that you are not dreaming.
He opened his eyes once more. He wanted to weep that the angel had to stop using its unearthly tone that captivated his voice. Surely this could not be the person in detention? Could it, Oh my, was it getting punished for the jealous hands of people who were not born this profound. He opened the door and there turned around his Divine Angel…
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Sakura instantly bolted when she heard the sudden burst of door. He saw a man looking deeply into her. Realization hit her like a scorching whip. This was the stranger who had the privilege of drinking her trouble. What Sakura astonished the most when her subconscious told her that he might be the teacher assigned to her. Li was so mystified seeing his angel. Oh my, he found himself intoxicated by her rare luscious beauty. He soaked in the sight before him. Even with the quizzical gesture planted on her face she looked more gorgeous that anything his eyes had been blessed to see. He thanks God an infinite amount of times to be honored to view such an Angel who even Aphrodite or Amphitrite would be envious off.
"I –" he couldn't speak, the spell had numbed his vocal chords but he to be minded by it was a tool for fools, he stayed locked with and kept on repeating the mantra in his head, If only you are mine.
Fortunately Sakura's curiosity overwhelmed her and she spoke out for her, "Are you the teacher assigned to me?"
"Yes, I am. Li Shyaron." He couldn't empower himself to look away. Such innocence, such ravishing touches, so wonderful, "You sing so beautifully."
"I –its nothing."
Sakura's face became a canvas displaying red and pink, she was never really
commented by a teacher this way before, "You are also my English teacher,
right?"
"Yes, uh," Li moved around in a haphazard manner while Sakura was confused and desired to know if something was a matter, "You are with the Music glass right?"
"No," Sakura replied solemnly with a hand over her extravagant chest, "I was so occupied by sports that's why."
Li was appalled, hasn't anyone set this bird or had they intentionally locked it up due to sheer rivalry. One thing was certain he was going to familiarize her voice to the rest of the world no matter what it takes. Suddenly he saw something projecting out to his view, papers with cursive markings. Was she writing something?
"What is that?" Li questioned as he erected his finger to the accurate direction.
Sakura instantly saw what he was directing to and rapidly went to cover it, "Its nothing." She cursed herself for carelessly leaving it in noticeable environment.
"Please do not be ashamed." Li wanted to be gentle with his princess; he didn't want to scare her away. Afraid he will forever lose even by trivial means, "Is it Personal?"
"Well –It's actually… a novel I'm writing." She stared down at her shows obviously shy in letting out this piece of information.
"May I hear it?" he asked, knowing he wanted to be assimilated by more of her hidden aesthetics.
"Its not finished." She abruptly told indirectly letting him down gently that she had no obligation to share this with for she was extremely shy.
"Lets hear how much its done," he sat down motioning Sakura to do the same, as she sat down she seemed to be profusely nervousness and it displayed like her figure was displaying it as glass, "I promise I won't jest."
"Alright," Sakura said feeling a tad bit secure by his gentleness, "Its called "Masked" so lets begin."
She started reading out the passages she has written and unaware that though he was listening he had all his senses point on her. As hours seemed to pass by Li found that he was drowning in her…
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Author's Note –" I hope you like this chapter. I know it was long but I just hope you guys liked it and the story so far. The songs Lifelines is by A-HA and Eyes On Me is by Faye Wong so I don't own them nor am I claiming too. I'll update as soon as I can. Bye for now."
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