Bad Girl
Chapter 7
"Fuck!" Syaoran slammed the handle of his Suzuki Katana 600. Sakura pulled off her helmet with a big smile on her face. Tomoyo pulled up beside her as people started to crowd around them.
"Ladies and gentlemen…" Usaka pushed through the crowd to her girls. "Unbeatable! Aha! That's my girls! Hell Yeah!" Usaka shoved Sakura's winnings into her hand.
"And let's not forget these bad boys!" The girl's silver hair whipped around to see Syaoran and Eriol lift off their helmets. "That was one close race. Best we've had so far this year. Am I right?" She turned her attention to the crowd. The response was loud and deafening.
"So what do you say, boys?" Usaka walked up to them as the crowd's noise faded. "You with us?"
"Alright." Syaoran spoke on behalf of his friends striking a deal. The people roared louder than before. Syaoran and Usaka shook hands in agreement.
"Alright! After-party at my house for the racers!" Usaka announced.
Sirens echoed at a distance and there were running people all over the place back to their bikes. Sakura and Tomoyo hopped back on their bikes with their helmets on.
"Follow us." Sakura instructed Syaoran and his boys. Eriol and Takashi looked at Syaoran questionably. He put back his own helmet and followed the red and purple motorcycles that raced off.
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"The Wolves and Vixens?" Eriol repeated. The group of five were sitting in the large backyard of the Horuno Estate. Music was spilling out into the night from the full house inside.
"Yeah." Sakura explained. "We're a pack, but there are two sides: The Wolves' side that is under Hideaki Sonuta's control, and the Vixens' under Usaka's control."
"So where was this Sonuta guy?" Takashi asked before taking a swig of his beer.
"Usually when we have races within the pack, that's been happening for the last few weeks, he'll be out hustling. So that's why you see Usaka taking care of things around here."
"You talking about us behind our backs, Daidouji?" A voice interrupted. Everyone turned their attention to see Usaka in the arms of a large man with shaggy purple hair.
"Speak of the devil, Sonuta!" Tomoyo gasped. "Haven't seen you in weeks!"
"Yeah!" Sakura turned to face the couple with a big smile. "What's going on?"
"Ah the usual," Hideaki answered. "Usaka told me I got myself some new young recruits like you two."
"Young?" Takashi blurted out.
"Yeah." The man explained. "Not many teenagers your age go around racing with motorcycles, you know. Daidouji and Kinomoto, here, are the best, the youngest, and the prettiest in the Vixen pack."
"Hey!" Usaka looked up at her boyfriend frowning.
"But you are my beautiful little fox." He nuzzled his nose against her cheek and got her to smile.
"I know this little lady is young and pretty…" Eriol pulled the girl on top of him. She tried to squirm away. "…but how'd you learn to be so good, my little Tomoyo baby?"
"Tomoyo and I were under Touya's influence for years." Sakura laughed at the two. "We've known Usaka and Sonuta for years as well, even after my brother died."
Everyone remained silent. The memory of Touya Kinomoto lingered respectfully in their heads.
"Touya was a great guy." Hideaki Sonuta said. "He was a great friend and racer too."
"Yeah. He worked hard for his bike." Sakura gave out a small laugh. "When me and Tomoyo were ten, he'd slip us along with him whenever we caught him sneaking out. Taught us everything we need to know about racing."
"He'll always be with us." Usaka hugged Hideaki tightly.
"Yes, he will." Sakura looked down to her feet. "But anyway, Sonuta…meet Syaoran Li, Eriol Hiiragazawa and Takashi Yamazaki."
Hideaki let go of Usaka and reached out to shake each of the guys' hands.
"Got some good looking boys here!" Hideaki complimented with a chuckle. "It'll make the competing girls swinging from distraction."
"Hey!" Sakura piped up. "I thought we were your girls to be the distractions!"
"You are." Hideaki laughed at the jealous girls. "You just came across some guys that are in your lead."
"Hear that sweet-cakes?" Eriol shifted his hold on Tomoyo to make her face him. "We're one flaming hot couple."
"Who's we're?" Tomoyo said sarcastically.
"Why, you and I." Eriol whispered into her ear. Tomoyo pulled his arms off her after feeling his grip on her loosen. She walked away quickly. Eriol chuckled and ran after her.
"Say, why don't we get something going on as well?" Usaka asked Hideaki seductively.
"Whatever you say…" Hideaki kissed her then looked back at Sakura, Syaoran and Takashi. "You guys have some fun…we'll catch you later."
The two laughed together as they walked back inside the home.
Takashi stretched out and yawned.
"Well," He said getting up. "I'm heading home."
Sakura looked up at the cute boy. "Aww why?"
"I'm gonna drop by Chiharu's place, then head home." He said before chugging down the rest of his beer. "I'm getting a bit tired. See you guys later." He left as Sakura and Syaoran waved them goodbye. They stayed outside alone.
Syaoran looked at Sakura. She wasn't some poser like he had initially thought. She was the real stuff. The real bad in a bad girl. Sure, at school she made herself look to be the good girl that played boys. But that's what Syaoran started to find so interesting about her; the way she was smart and manipulated people. It wasn't a good thing, but he was just like her, which caused some competition.
"What is it?" Sakura asked noticing that Syaoran was staring.
"Nothing." He said lifting the beer bottle to his lips. "I just never thought you'd be the type to do something so daring. I thought you were one of those girls that stuck to her pretty nails, gossip and make-up."
Sakura got onto her hands and knees and crawled over to him on the veranda where they were.
"Well there's more to me than you think." She whispered. Syaoran watched her crawl to him. Irony was the perfect word in this case. Sakura had been the one that said she'd make him crawl. Make him crawl like a man driven crazy by hunger. But for some reason, she seems to be the one doing the crawling.
"Now that you're discovering more about me…" She whispered close to his ear. "…tell me about yourself."
Syaoran turned to smirk at her. She smiled at him. "Find out yourself."
Sakura sighed and stood up and whipped around to Syaoran. She stared at him for a bit. The black headband tied around his forehead; his slightly baggy pants and trendsetter shoes. She stared at the black wife-beater under his black and forest green jacket that matched his bike.
"Let's go inside." Sakura insisted. Syaoran stared at her cocking an eyebrow.
"Are you kidding?" He said. "It's swarming in there! Why would you want to go in there?"
"Because…" Sakura bent over to lean closer to him. "I want to dance with you."
Syaoran turned away from her and continued to drink his bottle of beer. "If you want to dance, go hit on some otherguy." He finally said. "They'd be happy to dance with you."
She stood back up and looked at him seriously again.
"I want you to dance with me." Sakura said. "I am the one that won that race after all."
"And you got your reward." Syaoran answered her.
"I could win that any day." Sakura rolled her eyes. "Now come on. You're going to dance with me any way."
Syaoran finished off the rest of his beer and gave in. He heaved himself up and let Sakura lead the way inside the crowded house. Corners were filled and most of the lights were turned off for effect.
Sakura pulled him all the way to the middle of the dance floor, turned around and started dancing.
The club was far from empty
It was crowded at the entry
I slide right through like how I do
This girl began to tempt me
She said her name Shayeeda
I could tell her mama feed her
When they tight and thick them jeans don't fit
I'm L, nice to meet ya
Sakura's gaze remained on Syaoran's eyes. Syaoran moved around a bit.
I could feel my body yearning
The room just started turning
Didn't want to go out on the floor
But this girl was so determined
She moved closer, turnedand began to grind against him like a lot of the other couples were doing.
My brain began to sizzle
I'm sweatin' just a little
On the dance floor in the middle
She turned around and giggle
He watched her move so smoothly. He noticed he was beginning to give into her seduction. It was just so tempting.
She said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
Syaoran was finding it hard to control himself. She was good. She was smooth. She was tempting him.
It's hard for me to control myself
And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
Sakura wanted to follow the music. She wanted Syaoran. He was just so much for her. She wanted to be with him. Sort of like how she was right now.
Temptation is a mother
How we lust for one another
We barely know each other
Yet we're waddling like we're lovers
The air is full of passion
The strobe lights are flashin'
The hustlers throw cashin'
The bartender keeps splashin'
Sakura continued to move up and down, struttin' her stuff nice and smooth.
Her moves were so erotic
Her gaze was so hypnotic
I bet this girl will stop it
But she continued to pop it
Her hands slowly ran down her jacket. Unzipping it down to leave it open.
You know I know you like it
Let me hit you on your Sidekick
Because the after-party is at my body
Meet me you're invited
She moved around to the music. Her eyelids slightly closed feeling the beat of the music. She could still feel Syaoran right there behind her dancing.
She said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
Syaoran's hands touched her sides and ran down them to her hips. He moved along with her.
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
and to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
Sakura continued to move. The jacket that she had unzipped open began to fall off her shoulders revealing the cute pink tank top underneath.
She licked, off, her lip, gloss
Her hips, tossed, back, and forth
Side, to side, and up, and down
She touched, the ground, it turned, me out
She turned around to face him and placed her hands on his chest.
I'm battling desire
Lord, help me douse this fire
This internal inferno
Hotter than a shot of Cuervo
Her top was short and purple
Belly dancing in a circle
When I feel like this I can't resist
Stop it don't make me hurt you (make me hurt you)
She ran her fingers up and down to his torso, working them to lightly tear away his jacket.
She said
You got, you got, you got
what it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
Syaoran tried so hard to stop himself from touching her more than he was already doing. She was wonderful. All of her curves so perfect and slender. But he was coming out of the daze as the music began to end.
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
and to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
They were so close. Their movements had lessened to gentle sways as the next song went on. Syaoran found more control over his mind and body. Sakura breathed in and out, enjoying the fun.
"You liked that, didn't you?" Syaoran whispered in her ear. His voice was soft and teasing. She loved it.
"You liked it just as well as I did." She laughed. Her hands went up to his shoulders. She wanted to kiss him. Kiss him, make out with him, same difference. Same desires. Syaoran would've gone along with it too. But slowly he was coming back to reality. He started remembering his position. His reputation.
"Let's go upstairs…" Sakura giggled softly running a finger down his chest.
Syaoran pulled her red and pink designed jacket that Tomoyo had made back onto her shoulders.
"Wouldn't you like that?" Syaoran smirked at her.
"Yes, I would." Sakura smiled back at him playfully.
"It's getting late." Syaoran continued to grin at her. "So let's go upstairs and find Eriol and Daidouji. We have school to skip tomorrow."
Sakura stared at him. How could he think about going home and school tomorrow after they danced like that? She shrugged it off figuring that he was back to being in control.
"How do you know they're upstairs?" Sakura asked curiously as she followed Syaoran up the flight of large stairs.
"Take a look around." He said as they reached a large hallway. "Did you see them?"
Sakura thought for a second and shook her head. They checked in rooms. Some were locked. They finally came to one door that luckily was left open.
Syaoran shoved it open and they both peered in.
There was Eriol with his shirt off kissing a topless Tomoyo in her straplesswhite bra. Her arms were held around his neck and her long black hair ran down her back. Her black denim jeans were undone and slipping off her hips revealing her matching panties. Things were just heating up in the middle of the room where they stood, lost in their own world.
"Sorry to break you guys up." Syaoran interrupted scaring the two apart. Tomoyo grabbed her shirt and covered herself up. Sakura giggled as Eriol ran his hand through his hair and scratched his head. "But its getting late and we all have to go home."
Syaoran closed the door to let them put on their clothes. Sakura laughed as she caught her friend in action.
"They had the right idea." Sakura smiled innocently at Syaoran.
"Too tired to do anything right now." Syaoran tried to look at her tiredly. "And plus, you want me to want you…remember? I'm not feeling it the way you are. You really have to try better." Sakura laughed it off. She had discovered something this night. She was able to tap deeper into Syaoran as they danced together.
A/N: I know I updated really soon, but I had to get this all out before I lost motivation. Heehee…Uh-Oh! How is Tomoyo going to explain this one? And wasn't this dirty and touchy? I swear…once I heard this song after my friend sent it to me, it made me think of this fic, so I just had to put it in. Hope you all like it! Thanks for all the reviews and support!
Disclaimer: Don't own CCS characters. CLAMP does.
Song: Control Myself by LL Cool J feat. Jennifer Lopez and Jermaine Dupri
