CHAPTER SEVEN: First Unusual Scenes
"What are you still standing THERE FOR?" A male voice cried out. "Go on, talk to her..!"
Syaoran ran his right hand through his chocolate hair and grunted "Grr..!" He tried to ignore Eriol but to no avail.
"Go..!" He exclaimed and slightly pushed Syaoran's back.
'PAK!' Syaoran's hand hit Eriol's head and it made Tomoyo gasp. "Nobody pushes me around!" Syaoran muttered negatively and walked out of Eriol's way.
"C'mon man..!" He followed Syaoran while rubbing the left side of his head. "I was just trying to motivate you..!"
The three of them are in the University's parking lot. Within a 'far enough' distance, Sakura was also there- chatting with her friends. The classes were dismissed for about a half hour ago.
"Thanks for nothing..!" Syaoran muttered to Eriol as he inserts his key in the keyhole of his car door.
"Well… See you tomorrow Syaoran..!" Tomoyo waved at him as he steps in his blue green car.
"Yep, go home safely Tomoyo..!" Syaoran responded and then he closed his door. He pushed a button and then the window of his door slid down. He noticed Tomoyo and Eriol walking away.
"He's so pitiless to me. Why does he act so nice to you?" Eriol asked Tomoyo as he stares at her eyes.
"Is that what you really want to ask me?" She asked him with a slight giggle.
'No! I know Syaoran just likes to hit me!' "…Y-yes?" He blushed.
"Well… I think he just likes hitting you. I think he finds it fun if he can bully you around." Tomoyo grinned.
"HE DOES NOT BULLY ME! I am not bullied by anybody!" Eriol raised his voice. Syaoran slightly heard their conversation; yet, his attention was focused on the long auburn haired girl at the far left.
He honked. She turned around to face him, and then she met a pair of amber eyes. He raised one eyebrow at her. After that, she turned to her friends again. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Well, see you girls tomorrow; I think I'll go now."
"SO SOON?" Chiharu exclaimed.
"Yes." Sakura and Naoko chorused. "I know he'll get mad." Naoko added.
"Right." Sakura uttered and then she waved goodbye to them. She casually walked to the right side of his car and calmly stepped into his passenger seat.
"What took you SO LONG? You can't make me wait all day!" He snapped as soon as her butt settled on the chair.
'I WAS JUST SAYING GOODBYE TO MY FRIENDS!' Sakura screamed in her head. "I'm sorry for making you wait for less than five minutes." She mumbled and settled her sight outside the window. Syaoran sighed in disapproval and slightly shook his head. After that, he drove off.
'Exercising humility.' Sakura thought over and over as she opens her drawer. She just got home…alone. Today, Syaoran decided to hang out with his friends after school…without Sakura of course. 'The driver and I waited for Syaoran for an hour and then he told us that he's not going home yet. It's A-okay!' She took a clean towel and headed to the bathroom. 'I can't stay long with my friends AT SCHOOL but he can go out and hang out! It's also A-okay!' She sarcastically rolled her eyes and turned the knob of the faucet. 'I make you wait for three minutes and you get mad, yet, you make me wait for an hour and I'm not allowed to get mad! Still, it's A-okay! DARN IT!' She started scrubbing her self with a bar of soap.
After taking a bath, she inserted her self between the bed sheets. After her temper had calm down, she managed to take a quick nap before dinner time.
"No … … No..! … … Nah … … Definitely not … … … No!" Syaoran raised his voice with irritancy. "How long do we have to play this nonsensical game Eriol!"
Eriol raised his eyebrow at Syaoran, "We're not playing..!" He took the magazine in front of Syaoran and placed it on another table.
"Why do you fancy showing Syaoran a bunch of magazine pictures of different girls?" Rika asked after she sipped her coffee.
Eriol placed his fingers on his forehead and shook his head disappointedly. Eriol was flipping the pages under Syaoran's nose, asking which girl is attractive. "I'm testing Syaoran's logical thinking when it comes to women."
"I am not your hamster, damn it." Syaoran annoyingly told him.
Tomoyo watched them from the corner of her eye and pointed the magazine "Let me see that." Eriol handed her the magazine he was using a while ago. She flipped open the magazine and looked at its pages one by one. "Tss..!" She snapped. "No wonder your experiment on Syaoran didn't work out so well… The girls here are totally wearing the wrong outfit..!" Syaoran raised his eyebrow at that. "If this purple top doesn't go with that skirt…" she started mumbling to her self until "I GOT IT! I just came up with a new outfit for Sakura..!" Her outburst made both of Syaoran's eyebrows raise. 'Oops!' Tomoyo thought in her head.
Syaoran's POV
That Eriol is so stupid! (I am now driving on my way home.) Making me look at pictures of women; seeing which type I like! What does he care, anyways? Sometimes, I think Eriol's a faggot or he's just plain unpredictable with crazy ideas and theories. Or probably he's just catching Tomoyo's attention and making me play a role for him! What am I? A PROP?
Normal POV
"Hey…" came a tiny female voice "You're just in time for dinner." Sakura just arrived at the foot of the staircase and Syaoran just entered the front door. She is about a meter away from him and he approached her. He lifted his arms and grasped her.
What an atypical moment for them.
He neared his lips to her right cheek. Before he managed to plant a kiss on her, she slightly pushed him away.
His eyebrows made a negative angle. "Hey..!" He snapped. "Why are you responding like that? I am your husband, AM I NOT?" He meanly asked her. Seems to Sakura that he's drunk, but he isn't.
She looked sideways with a not-so-happy facial expression. After she took a sigh, she said "Sorry" and gave her self within Syaoran's pull. He gave her a peck on her cheek. After that, he plainly let go of her and headed to the dining room.
As much as Sakura hesitates to follow him to dinner, she still did.
Sakura's POV
Finally, rest!
But how can I say 'finally' when I know that he'll sleep again beside me! Don't worry Sakura, the bed is big enough. I'll just stay at the edge of the bed- far from him as possible.
ARG! I just remembered what happened a while ago! I've been trying to remove that thought throughout dinner time, and with little avail. But now, I just had to remember it again!
THAT SYAORAN!
I just don't know what's wrong with him! He is supposed to hate me and to make my life miserable! Then why did he just kiss my cheek? I know he dislikes me but he doesn't have to do that to make me feel worse! I totally hate it! I HATE HIM!
Speaking of the devil, he just got out of the bathroom and now heading towards the bed. I pulled the cream colored sheets and hid under them. In a matter of seconds, I felt him resting beside me.
I closed my eyes tightly- trying my best to fall asleep. "Aw… My back hurts." He mumbled. So what? I don't care if his back hurts! I totally don't care!
I shifted my lying position sideways; facing the window. "Aww…" He mumbled again. Why is he whining so loud? Doesn't he know that whining like that is what children do? It is not in the 'good manners and right conduct' text book though…but it is just a matter of formality not to complain so noisily. And since he's the heir of Clan, he should know that!
"Aww… My back hurts!" He repeated. I buried my head under the pillow- so I won't get to hear his voice. I wanna sleep, okay? And every minute spent with him in this bed is almost like hell! "Aw…" he started again. I know what he's going to say.
"My … back … hurts!"
At that, I sat and said, "What is it now?"
"My back hurts!" He exclaimed, looking straightly to my eyes. He's not telling me to massage him, is he? "C'mon Sakura, just a little help..!"
"No!" I uttered and I don't know where that came from. I'm supposed to respect him all the time, right?
"My back hurts!" He said loudly.
… … …
Who would have thought that I'll find my self massaging his back? He is now lying on his tummy. He's just wearing a pair of shorts and his back has fine fair complexion…but that doesn't change a damn thing. I still dislike being with him! "Sakura…" he muttered.
"What?" I asked grumpily as I press his back with my fingers.
"Turn off the lights." He muttered with eyes closed. I grunted and stepped off from the bed. I approached the switches and turned off the lights. Now, the lamps are the only source of light in the room. "Good!" He mentioned happily. Good for him, he's happy. "Now massage me again…And try your elbows this time..!"
WHAT? THIS IS INSANE! "No way!" I exclaimed and jumped to my side of the bed.
"C'mon!" He said as he sits on the bed. I didn't respond, I just closed my eyes and hoped that I'll fall asleep within two seconds.
"Hey..!" I exclaimed when he forcedly pulled my hand.
"Massage me again..!"
"OK!" I raised my voice through gritted teeth. I sat and he lied on his tummy again. I pressed my elbows on his back and I'm really beginning to feel sleepy.
Normal POV
The next morning, Syaoran woke up with the same position. He slept on his stomach for the whole night. He noticed the sunlight entering their room. He felt a strange weight resting on his back and he moved his head to take a look at it. He realized Sakura's head sleeping on his back. She probably fell asleep while massaging him.
Syaoran moved his shoulders and began to change his position. When Sakura's head slid off his back, he stood and entered the showers.
When he went out of the bathroom, he noticed that Sakura had finally woken up. "Ehem." He muttered so she'd look at him. "I told you not to model for Tomoyo, didn't I?" She didn't respond; she just looked back at him with her defeated emerald eyes. He glared at her with a disconcerted look and left the room.
END OF CHAPTER
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