Author's Note: Whoa. Almost a month since my first update. Sorry guys! XD Well, I have the first few chapters ready so that's why I haven't posted this chapter up yet- - -well, that and I'm into original stories at the moment, but I still love anime so. . .yeah. . .XD Haha, thanks for the reviews- it's really appreciated. Please pardon the poor value of the chapter; I wasn't really motivated to write this chapter but it's needed. . . Anyways, enjoy!
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Stuck With You
Part Two: Fourteen Hours Ago
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Laughter, music, and chatter echoed throughout the mansion with people packed in it; either, dancing, making out, or too busy getting drunk.
For Syaoran's case, it was a little bit of each.
He took a long gulp out of the bottle he held in his hands, and wiped his mouth with the back his hand, his eyes averting to different directions of the room - in other words, off the desperate girl hanging to him like a leech, and the man standing beside him. . .smirking his oh-so annoying smirk. His head was pounding, and he didn't need bull crap from his friend right now.
". . .And she knocked me out unconscious again when I brought up a subject she didn't want to be talking about. . . Talk about rude. . . But I still. . ."
He felt his eyebrow began to twitch as he forced himself to tune every voice or music he was hearing.
. . . Of course, that didn't help the high-pitched, squeaky voice that was shrieking in his ear for all she was worth.
"Syaora-"
"WHAT?-!" He snarled harshly; more harsh then he intended for it to be. He inwardly rolled his eyes. Oh yeah - like he gave a damn. He glowered for a brief second at the pouting face, before shrugging the protesting girl off his arm and stuffing his hands deep into his pocket. His eyes became glazed. Ah yes. . . He can see it now. . .
- - -!-?
. . .Eh?
He looked down and blinked stupidly for 2.3 seconds, before a dark frown was on his face in a blink of an eye. He sighed heavily at his luck. Sometimes he would go into a dark room and wonder why the hell he was friend's with an idiot who (he presumed) didn't understand what the hell he was talking about.
. . . In other words, the "friend" he was talking about had a name. . .
First name: Annoying.
Last name: Idiot.
. . . Oh, he snorted, how he wished. That would definitely be a conversation topic. But alas. . . His real name was Takashi Yamazaki.
"Syaoran. . .!"
The said boy's eyebrow began to tick.
But his name had nothing to help when Takashi got a bloody beating later on.
"What is it?" He hissed, obviously pissed off. He silently sighed and massaged his throbbing temples. Today must be "Piss Syaoran Li Off" Day because he felt as if everyone was getting on his nerves.
"Syaoran. . ."
. . .Er. . .
"Syaoran. . ."
. . .His point was it was annoying (very annoying), and if he heard his name one more time, he won't be held responsible for murde-
"SYAORAN!"
. . .That bloody did it.
"WHAAAT!-?"
That outburst made all of the occupants in the room turn to their direction with a look on bewilderment on their faces. . . .But that only pissed Syaoran off even more. He whipped around, his eyes blazing with fire. . .as if he held a passion for- - - "What the HELL are you looking at?-!" . . .Er, okay. No passion. But there was still fire.
Some looked away, but others continued to stare. Takashi continued to stare at him with an odd look on his face (which can easily be mistaken for apprehension) and he cleared his throat. "Syaoran, maybe you should calm down- - -"
"I will not calm down- - -"
"- - -because I'm starting to get the impression that you're a girl PMSing in a guy's body," He finished off lamely and added a shrug for emphasis. Oh yeah, Syaoran thought darkly with a sadistic smile on his face as he clenched his hand into a fist - he was so in for a beating.
"And before you begin my beating, may I suggest therapy?"
He stared blankly. Did he just say therapy? He continued to stare at him with a vacant look before finally scoffing and crossing his arms over his chest. The man suggested therapy! "From who?" He asked wryly. "You?" He snorted to keep himself from laughing out loud - - - but failed miserably, mind you.
Takashi huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "I fail to see what's so funny about that," He sniffed and sighed dramatically, clutching the piece of fabric right where his "heart" is supposed to be. "Have you ever heard the story of when a guy's best friend killed him just by his word- - -"
"Yeah, yeah," Syaoran waved him off with a slight smirk on his face. "Save us the dramatics', Yamazaki. What do you want from my life?" He gulped down the remainder of his beer and threw the empty bottle behind his form, not knowing - nor caring - where it landed.
Even though the two men clearly heard, "Ow! What dumb ass threw this bottle at me?-!" screeching in the background.
But seriously.
. . . He didn't give a damn.
"Well aren't you little-miss-sunshine," His friend comment dryly while eyeing the other man with critical eyes. Li scoffed.
"Don't tell me that you're turning gay on me. I don't think that your girlfriend would appreciate - or approve - of that happening to her boyfriend," He smirked and then added under his breath. "Even if she beats him twenty-four, seven."
"Wha- - - Hey! I'm perfectly straight, thankyouverymuch!"
"Mhm. I believe you."
"Thanks," He drawled out. "You know, you're a bit more demanding today then usual. What crawled up your ass and died?"
He was suddenly (and painfully) reminded of that brown hair, annoying, girl that his parent's had thrown into her life. He cried out frustrated at being reminded of her and threw a quick glare in Takashi's direction. He only had two words to describe the darkest pits of his life. "Sakura Kinomoto."
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"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. . ."
His eyebrow began to twitch.
". . .HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. . ."
He narrowed his eyes.
". . .HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- - -!"
"I'm really grateful for your sympathy," Syaoran commented sarcastically as he watched his friend continue to laugh for all he was worth. He felt his eyebrow began to twitch again as he leaned back on his stool and ignored the hungry looks that girl's were giving him. "No, really. I am."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- - -!" He wheezed and finally took a breath, ignoring the glare of daggers coming from Syaoran. Takashi grinned brightly as he wiped off the tears of mirth cascading down his face. He didn't think that there was such thing, but was he ever wrong.
"I fail to see what the hell is so funny about this whole ordeal," Li mocked as he glared at Takashi over the rim of his cup that was inches away from his lips. A scowl threatened to pull his lips but he forced a frozen grin that would make anyone want to run away from the sight of him.
. . .Too bad Takashi was immune to it. Damn.
"Oh, this is truly rare," Takashi chuckled and leaned against the counter, his eyes amused beyond anyone's imagination. Li ignored his comment and stared blankly into the ceiling; tuning out the loud music and chattering from people around him. "The great almighty Syaoran Li is being tutored by a nerd!" Then he continued his insane laughter.
Okay.
Syaoran's eyebrow began to tick uncontrollably as his hand clenched into a tight fist.
He is so getting it.
"Yamazaki," He said in a dangerously low voice. Takashi stopped laughing instantly at his tone of voice and gulped to himself. "Run."
Ah. . .
And so the chase began.
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". . .You have a vein popping out."
Syaoran twitched as his hands clenched tighter as he began to corner him with a vicious look on his face. Takashi sweat dropped and let out a dry chuckle. ". . .Would you not beat me up anymore if I said that it was a beautiful vein?"
Li stared blankly. He can not believe that he was hearing this. Giving out an exasperated sigh mixed with defeat; he let his head roll to one side and let his eyes briefly close- tuning out the world around him. He heard his friend sigh.
"Alright, alright, jeeze. You seriously need anger management because you're biting people's heads off just because of one stupid girl!"
'Hah. . .You got that right. . .' Syaoran thought to himself before re-opening his eyes and raising his eyebrow at the look of deep concentration on his best friend's face. What was he up to? Suddenly, Takashi's face brightened up and he got a sly smirk on his face. Syaoran kept his face blank.
"Hey, what if we make this tutoring thing with that Sakura chick a little more. . .interesting, yeah?"
Well, that sparked Li's interest up.
His head shot up and both his eyebrows were raised; his face clearly saying 'I'm listening. . .'
A wicked grin spread across Takashi's face- - -his joking demeanor and replaced by a slick, teenage boy in return- matching one of Li. Ah, so that's where his best friend hid all his real characteristics. Syaoran's face got a matching smirk.
"What about a little. . .bet?"
Li didn't even wait for the stakes. "You are so on."
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