Chapter 10

Yo! Whuzzup? Here is The New Teacher chapter 10! X3 What's gonna happen now?

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Syaoran's Point of View

When we separated, we stared at each other. I still had my arms wrapped around her waist, and her hands were pressed against my chest. Her emerald eyes were confused and embarrassed, but also looked slightly satisfied.

"K-Kinomoto-sensei!" A girl gasped from the crowd.

I looked over to my right slowly, and that's when I realized that the entire club was watching us, blushing with wide eyes.

"A-ano…" I stammered, flushing. What do I do? Crap!

Suddenly, Sakura gasped and took her hands off my chest. "Y-your tongue…! I-it was in my mouth!" she yelled, her face colouring.

My ears burned. "I-iie!" I protested. "I thought yours was in--"

"He put his tongue in your mouth?" The girl from before again. Sigh. "Kyaa!"

"Kyaa…?" I muttered. "N-ne! It was her tongue that was in my mouth!"

She looked back at me, bewildered. "Nani! Was not!"

"Then what was the big lumpy thing in my mouth, huh?" I asked her.

"Then explain to me what was in my mouth!"

A moment of silence. Sakura blushed suddenly again and murmured, "A-ano…you can…let go of me now, Syao--!" Her hands shot to cover her mouth again as I quickly let go of her. Then I realized what she had said.

I grinned. "You called me Syaoran just now, didn't you?" I said smugly.

"I-iie!" she said.

My grin widened. "Yeah, whatever. I hope you realize there's nothing wrong with calling me 'Syaoran-kun,' baka."

She flushed and looked down. "…Yes, there is…" she murmured, suddenly looking heartbroken.

I blinked, not knowing what to do. All of sudden, she looked like she was gonna cry! "H-hey…wh-what's wrong…? I-I'm sorry for calling you stupid, I…!"

"Sakura-chan. What is the meaning of this?" Rrgh. I think a vein just popped in my head. I really hate this Ayumu guy… I looked at him. Ugh. I swear, under all that long hair, he had to be a girl.

Sakura gasped. "Ayumu-kun…!" I looked at her.

Ouch. Stab.

I had to look away from her quickly. She looked so horrified, and was touching her lips like they were monsters while she stared at Ayumu.

Did she not enjoy that kiss at all…?

I gotta admit, that kinda hurt. Just 'cause pretty boy had already 'claimed' her.

I glared at him. I just hated him so much.

"Ayumu-kun, that wasn't what it looked like!" Sakura's voice was desperate. She looked so horrified, and I clenched my teeth. I couldn't stand to just watch her get upset over this idiot being upset with her. Hmph.

"So you didn't just make out with one of your students while your boyfriend was dancing?" he challenged angrily.

Sakura's mouth hung open helplessly. After all, it was the truth…

"Well…I-I was under the influence! Gomen nasai, Ayumu-kun! It wasn't on purpose, please believe me…!"

Ayumu clenched his teeth together as he gave Sakura a hurt and angered look, and by the look on her face, it pierced through her. I couldn't stand it; I couldn't sit there and watch this retard hurt her.

I slammed my hand on the bar table, glaring at Ayumu intensely for a moment, then looking at Sakura. She looked lost as she gazed back into my eyes. I quickly looked away as to not drown in her eyes. "Don't blame her," I said directly to Ayumu. "I mean, I was the one who kissed her," I lied, looking back at her.

Sakura's eyes widened and she blushed yet again. "Eh? No you--"

"HAHAHA!" I acted all drunk and pretended to stumble, wrapping her in my arms. Into her ear, I whispered, "Do you want this pretty-boy to hate you? Then go along with it."

"L-Li-kun, get off me!" she yelled, fighting back against me. I don't know if that meant she was gonna play along or not, but I didn't care.

"Hey!" Ayumu called to me. "Get off her!"

I stuck my tongue out at him. "Blehh. Make me, you little--" My vision blurred, and this time I really did stumble. Guess that was a bit much for me…

Ayumu smirked. "Is that really all you can handle, Li?"

"Shut up! Did I ask you to talk to me? Iie. I was talking to you." I snarled. To my pleasure, my voice remained clear and strong. Also to my pleasure, I wasn't as drunk as before I started talking to Sakura.

"You should talk to me with respect, you ingrate! I'm twenty-two, and you're only eighteen! So shut it!" Ayumu pointed at me.

"Don't point, don't you know it's rude, you hypocrite!" I retorted.

He growled and clenched his fists so hard they turned white. I smiled and walked towards him. Mistake. As soon as I moved, I fell to the ground and whacked my head really hard on one the bar seats.

I grit my teeth as I touched the back of my head. "Kuso," I muttered. "Itaiiii…"

"Oh my God! Are you okay, Li-kun?" Sakura dashed to my side and helped me up.

"I-I'm okay," I replied, feeling dizzy.

She pursed her lips. "No you aren't…"

I smiled smugly at Ayumu. "See? She cares about me. There's nothing you can do about it. What's a kiss between friends?" What crap am I spouting now? My mouth took on a mind of it's own.

"A lot," he hissed back.

"Whate--"

I almost fell again, but Sakura caught me.

"Li-kun, you really need to lie down! You hit your head really hard!" Sakura whined.

My head was spinning, not to mention screaming in pain, and I felt sick. "…Hai…"

"Aww, poor baby needs a nap," Ayumu sneered. "What happened to those fighting words?"

"Can't you see he's seriously hurt? How can you provoke him after he fell onto a chair?" Sakura snapped at him.

I blushed. "Uh…that's not something you have to repeat to the world in a loud voice."

"You shut up."

"…Ah."

I looked at Ayumu…um, fuzzily. By what I could see (…) he was totally bewildered by Sakura suddenly yelling at him. It'd probably never happened before. I almost laughed, but my head hurt too much.

Sakura started walking away slowly, trying to support me the best she could. Eriol ran over and helped her. We left the bar and it's customers totally confused. (Plus Ayumu, totally taken aback)

Eriol left when we got to the room. Sakura opened the door and walked me over to the bed, where I sat down. She reached around me to the back of my head, and felt around.

She gasped. "Li-kun, you're bleeding."

"Gee, I'm so surprised. After all, I only fell on a bar chair," I said sarcastically.

She sighed. "Can you be sincere for once in your life?" She opened a cabinet in the bathroom that held a bunch of first-aid equipment, and wrapped some bandages around my head.

After she finished, there was a pause.

"Uh-uh," I said. "I am not wearing bandages on my head."

She looked away. "Why not? You don't look stupid or anything…"

"Look in my eyes and say that," I told her.

She looked at my bandages and opened her mouth. But before she started saying anything, she burst out laughing.

"Okay, okay, I get it, it looks stupid. Now can we please not laugh at me?"

"Sorry, sorry," she managed between giggles. "Demo, demo, you just look so…stupid!"

"What did I just say?" I flushed.

When she had finally calmed down, she got up and put some ice in a plastic bag, then came back and handed it to me. I put it to the back of my head.

It was silent for a minute.

"Uhm . . . thank you," I said quietly, breaking the silence.

Sakura looked at me, and I looked at her. Of course, the trance occurred again. Our faces got closer and closer, until our foreheads were touching. Her lips touched mine lightly, but before it turned from a peck to a real kiss, my grip loosened on the ice bag and it fell down my shirt, instantly sending me back to the real world.

"Yaaargh!" I yelped, jumping away from the cold. The ice fell out the back of my shirt, but I ended getting closer to Sakura while our lips were still, um, in contact. I blinked, the blood rising to my face almost as soon as it did to Sakura's. We kind of just froze there. Finally, we both ran out of breath and were forced to separate.

She touched her mouth lightly with her fingertips, her face red. "U-uhm…"

"What just…happened?" I asked, careful not to look at her.

"You attacked me."

"Eh?" I cried incredulously. "I-iie, you have it wrong, the ice bag fell down my shirt….!"

She giggled. "It's okay, I was kidding. I know what happened…" she trailed off, frowning.

"…Gomen…" I whispered after yet another period of silence.

She stood up weirdly. "Let's just go to sleep."

A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom in pajama shorts and a tank top. I had just taken my shirt and belt off. As she walked to her bed, I went past her to the sink where I threw the ice bag. I splashed cold water on my face before going back to my bed.

"That was…very wrong, Li-kun…"

"You think I don't know?"

"Let's just…forget this ever happened," she mumbled, almost inaudibly.

"…Right."

Ayumu's Point of View

I sat on my bed, holding my head in my hands. "Argh, I hate that little brat! How is it that Li isn't expelled and Sakura-chan isn't fired because of what happened? Not that it was Sakura's fault; he admitted he made the move on her! This is all his fault! Our lives were perfect before he showed up!"

'Yes…anger, hatred, and jealousy…oh, how they brighten my day…'

I shot upright. "Who's there?"

'Fufufu…I am the demon inside of you.'

I stood up cautiously and looked around the room. My hand inched towards one of the books Terada had on the desk.

'Foolish child, I won't hurt you. There's no need to take up arms; plus, you couldn't hurt me if you tried.'

"Who…no, what are you?" I asked, my voice trembling.

'Do you know who your parents are?'

I hesitated before I answered. This was something I had told no one before. Not even Sakura. "…No. I got amnesia after a car hit me. What are you?" I repeated.

'Your father left after you were born. He waited until you were born to leave, but he never wanted you. That's precisely why he left; and he didn't care about your mother, either. You were the very definition of demon child--correction, you are.'

"What nonsense do you speak of?" I fumed. "How dare you talk about my family as such!"

'Have you ever noticed that you speak in a very old-fashioned tongue?'

"Eh…?" I blushed and touched my mouth. "Well…th-that's just the way I was raised!"

'Have you ever told Kinomoto Sakura that you were hit by a car and have no memories of your past?'

"Iie! She doesn't…need to know."

'But if you told her now…she would come crying back to you and leave that pathetic Li Syaoran on the side of the road.'

"That would be cheating. Now, please tell me why you're asking so many questions!"

'Hmph. Think you're so smart…anyway, I know why you speak in such an early twentieth-century way. You were right--that is how you were raised. In the early twentieth-century, that is. 1906, to be exact. June 6th.'

"But…how is that possible…I mean, the hospital told me I was twenty-two…" I asked.

'I mean that you were born on the date of the devil. The same day the prophecy was made. The prophecy including Kinomoto Sakura and Li Syaoran.'

"A p-prophecy…?" I asked, ignoring the fact that he hadn't answered my question.

'The prophecy that tells of Li Syaoran and Kinomoto Sakura falling in love and defeating the evil that threatens the world--you.'

"They…fall in love and…destroy me…together?" I choked.

I could almost feel the cold demon inside me smiling. 'That is correct, child. You and I, we are one--I am the devil, Satan, and you are my child…together we will destroy the prophesized and you may have your revenge on Kinomoto Sakura and Li Syaoran for cheating you.'

"But…Sakura-chan never did anything wrong…" I mumbled.

'Hoohoohoo…my boy, you will be angered to no end by these two pathetic angels…but now, you are under the influence of alcohol, and will not be able to think straight until morning. So rest now, my child, and let the evils your love and Li Syaoran have committed consume you…'

Yue's Point of View

"Did you but the train tickets, Cerberus?" I asked as I kicked the bathroom door shut behind me. I had just come out of the shower.

"Eh? Ah, hai, but some…" Cerberus looked up from his manga as I grabbed a robe from the hook. "Agh! Can you try putting your robe on before you come out of the bathroom?"

I chuckled. "Cerberus, your face is all red…"

He covered his mouth with his hand and frowned at me from the couch. "Sh-shut up!"

I chuckled again. He amused me so with his childishness. "Continue what you were saying."

He coughed. "Oh, uh, right. Well, some people saw me and took some pictures, so it kind of came out as a rumour that we were going to Kyoto…and I think they even know what hotel we're going to! It's really creepy!" He tried to change the subject, but I glared at him, making him stop talking.

"I'll never send you out on an errand again," I growled. "I'm starting to think you tell people where we're going."

"Ahaha…"

"When are the tickets dated for?" I asked, shooting one last dagger before turning back to the mirror, where I was brushing my long, silver hair out.

"Tomorrow at six. It's gonna be so fun hanging out with Sakura-chan and Kaho-chan for the next two weeks," he mused.

I smiled. "It will, won't it? Coffee?"

"Hai!"

I picked up the pot and started pouring.

Suddenly, my eyes shot wide open and my pupils dilated. Everything went black.

When I came to, Cerberus was staring at me wide-eyed. I had dropped the coffee pot and fallen to the ground, and the white cashmere robe was now stained brown from the drink.

"Uh, you know they're gonna make you pay for that…"

"Cerberus! Forget tomorrow at six! Go back and get tickets for the earliest train possible!" I demanded.

"Demo, you just said you weren't--"

"Shut up! Just go get them!" I hissed. "The prophecy is about to come true! Sakura-chan, Li-kun and the whole friggin' world are in danger! Now go get the damn tickets!"

He looked at me incredulously. "The prophecy…? Already…? Is it…?"

I nodded solemnly. "We were correct. Ayumu is Satan's host."

"Aw, crap."

"The tickets, Cerberus!" I urged.

"But wouldn't it be easier to fly…?" he asked innocently.

"No! The paparazzi would be around every corner, and it would be even harder to use magic!" I told him fiercely. "The tickets, Cerberus! Hayaku!"

"H-hai!" He dashed to the door. "But what are you going to do?"

"I must take another shower. My ass is covered in coffee."

GASP! Ayumu is the demon child! XD I really hope you liked it! PLEASE REVIEEWWW!

Again, if you don't like the magic, it will all be over soon, and the story will take on another short arc with no magic!