Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura is not mine. It belongs solely to CLAMP.
The Probability is Zero
Chapter 11
"Wake up! Wake up! You lazy bum! Wake up!"
Syaoran stirred from his sleep and automatically pressed his temple gently in a vain attempt to chase away the painful throbbing headache that he felt like crushing his head into pieces. He opened his eyes slightly as he tried to recall what had happened the night before but everything seemed very blurry and it only made his headache worsen.
"Wake up! Wake up! You lazy bum! Wake up!"
He could hear that annoying peeping voice once again. It was the same exact voice that had woken him up in the first place.
Sighed frustratingly, Syaoran turned his head a little towards the other part of the bed. As he tried to find the culprit responsible for the uproar in such early in the morning, his eyes incidentally saw someone who was not supposed to be there. Not beside him in his bed anyway. Or what he thought as his bed, in which after he gave a thorough second look was obviously not his bed at all. And by the time Syaoran realized where he was currently; his heart almost lost its function and nearly stopped beating. He was so beyond dead!
"Wake up! Wake up! You lazy bum! Wake up!"
Syaoran cursed silently upon hearing the infuriating voice once again. He knew if he did not find the source of that irritating voice immediately, it would surely wake up everyone inside the house and at that moment, it would be the last thing he ever wanted in life. Not when he found himself sleeping next to Sakura Kinomoto in her bedroom no less without he even knew why he was there in the first place. He needed some recollections of what had happened last night real fast before he would be grilled for something he could barely remember.
"Wake up! Wake up! You lazy bum! Wake up!"
In his hurried attempt to find the source of the voice, his eyes glanced at the desk beside him and he saw the stick-it note glued on a mug. For a fracture second, he seemed forgotten completely about what he wanted to do before he saw the note or the excruciating headache that felt like splitting his head into two.
Unluckily, at the same time he took a big gulp from the mug as he tried to swallow the tablets that Sakura had obviously prepared for him, the same squeaky voice could be heard once again, "Wake up! Wake up! You lazy bum! Wake up!"
Syaoran spurted the water in his mouth almost instantly and he could only curse inwardly when some of the water that he tried to drink before had risen up to his nose that successfully made it grew hot and burning like hell.
However, the good thing (if it could be considered as a good thing in the first place) was that he was finally able to track down the annoying voice that had caused him nothing but distresses and pains so far. The culprit was no other than an owl-shape alarm clock that was positioned just beside Sakura's pillow in which the animal had a peculiar shape of glasses on top of what it looked like a button-shaped nose.
"Wake up! Wake up! You lazy bum! Wake up!"
Never in his entire life had Syaoran seen women who owned an alarm clock that could screech something utterly stupid and loud like that. Besides, that alarm seemed had done everything but waking up its master to begin with. Still, trust Sakura Kinomoto to choose something that weird as her alarm clock as he knew perfectly well that she was not like any other girls he knew all along.
Syaoran hastily put back the mug on the desk and frantically reached for the alarm clock before Sakura would be waken up by it. He could just turn off the alarm and escaped from the girl's room before she even woke up so that he would have suffice time to sort his troubled mind out first in case he would be interrogated by the girl once she woke up from her slumber.
"Wake up! Wake up! You lazy bum! Wake up!"
However, before Syaoran could grab the alarm, his arm stumbled with a bunch of big and thick textbooks that he did not even know why those things had to be there in the first place. Nevertheless, he did not have any time to think about that peculiarity since Sakura could wake up any time soon or even worse if her brother incidentally noticed that he was nowhere to be seen in his bed for the whole night and went to check him up with his sister or so.
Quietly, Syaoran crouched himself on top of those textbooks and tried to reach for the alarm clock as soundless as possible.
Still, as if fate had been playing with him that morning, at the same time his hand was looming on top of Sakura, the girl's eyes flew open in surprise.
And Syaoran could only curse his bad luck as he failed to stop the girl a moment later from yelling, "PERVERT!!!!"
As the result of the unexpected reaction he got from Sakura, Syaoran caught off guard when the girl kicked him very hard at his chest in which it successfully made him fell with his head first on the hard wooden floor.
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"I never meet a girl as feminine as you in my entire life before, Little Girl. I must say that I'm really ecstatic to have a chance to meet such perfection like you before my very own eyes," snapped Syaoran sarcastically from the floor.
The hard blow that he just got from Sakura's little stunt had made his migraine way worsen and that fact alone had already made him lost his tolerance with what Sakura had done to him a moment before. At that time, Syaoran could only rub his head in irritation. And he definitely felt more than annoyed by the time he sensed a small lump right on the place where he hit his head against the hard floor awhile ago.
Sakura only bit her lips slightly after she saw what she had done to Syaoran. Once she comprehended what the guy was trying to do in the first place, she could not help but feeling a little bit guilty with her careless act especially when she saw him massaging his head like that. Besides, it seemed like it was quite hurtful indeed since she could hear a loud thud when Syaoran hit his head against the floor only a moment ago.
In the end Sakura could only manage to say, "Let me see it, Big Guy."
Sakura crawled on her bed slowly towards where Syaoran sat at the moment. Since he still had not moved himself from the floor, it was easier for her to see the top of the guy's head once she reached behind his back.
Syaoran felt that his anger evaporating in thin air once he felt Sakura's fingers touched his head lightly as if afraid that she might injure him more than she already did. However, he did not want to forgive Sakura that easily especially after he finally had some recollections about the eventful dinner the night before in which very much related with a guy by the name of Yukito Tsukishiro and his past relationship with her.
Sakura could sense a small lump on Syaoran's head and pityingly caressed it softly while she said, "Is it really hurt, Big Guy? Look, I'm sorry but you know that I wasn't doing it on purpose. Why did you have to surprise me like that anyway?"
Syaoran felt his heart was pulsating in a faster pace than usual as he noticed some concerns in Sakura's words and sincerity in her way of speaking.
However, Syaoran could cover his real feeling perfectly well with indifference and cynicism as he coldly replied, "Yeah, it's my mistake to try to turn off that darn alarm to begin with since you're obviously attempting to wake up everyone within the radius of 500 meter from here with it."
Syaoran stopped talking as he turned his head around to take a good look at Sakura before he continued his act, "I have to be the one who should ask for your forgiveness in the first place since that stupid little act of mine has regretfully prevented you from reaching your goal, Little Girl."
At times like this, he could not be more than proud to be born as a really talented actor. He would make sure that Sakura could not escape from feeling guilty upon what she had done to him so far. He always hated the fact that Sakura seemed to take him for granted like he meant nothing for her. However, after that day he finally could have her under control like all the other women he knew so far. No matter how feisty she was most of the times, Sakura Kinomoto was still a woman after all.
A small weary sigh escaped from Sakura's lips when she said, "I will grab a hot towel for your lump since it will only be worsened if we don't do something with it."
Upon hearing what Sakura just said, Syaoran could not help but smirking slightly once he was sure that the little genius girl was not even aware that he was only pretending to be mad at her. It seemed that the guilty-arousal tactic worked as good as what he had expected before.
As Sakura stood up from her bed, she accidentally glanced at the desk where she put her mug and aspirins for Syaoran the night before. At that exact time, Sakura noticed that all the medicine on the desk had gone which could only mean that the guy had already taken them before she woke up.
Sakura smiled sweetly at Syaoran when she spoke once again to him as she walked leisurely to her bathroom, "Well at least see the bright side, Big Guy. You've taken the painkillers before you hit your head on the floor anyway and I am sure it will not be too long for the effects to kick in. Besides, it surely means that you don't even have to take extra aspirins, doesn't it? It's just like the saying, 'kill two birds with one stone' I guess."
It was Syaoran's turn to sigh in frustration. He completely forgot to count the fact that beside feisty, Sakura Kinomoto also happened to be very insensitive and quite dense when it came to emotions and everything related with them in the first place.
At that time, Syaoran could only wonder whether the day when he finally managed to make Sakura fell for him would ever come. Only at that time Syaoran realized; he had to make sure that it would happen before he lost all of his senses or even worse; fell head over heels in love with her.
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Syaoran was tapping his fingers impatiently against the hard wooden floor. He had been waiting for Sakura and the hot towel that she had promised before for more than a couple of minutes. He totally did not understand how a simple task such as pouring some hot water into a towel could take such a long time to prepare.
Impatiently, Syaoran opened his mouth to say, "Lit…"
However, before he could finish his sentence, much to his horror, Syaoran heard someone's knocking at Sakura's door.
And Syaoran was beyond petrified once he realized who the person behind that door was since at that exact moment he could hear that person said, "Hey, Squirt; I thought I just heard your voice. Have you waked up yet? It's already morning and I will be heading off to my campus in couple of hours so you better perk up yourself a little and have some breakfast with me now or so."
Syaoran was desperately looking at the bathroom door where Sakura was at the moment as if he was asking pointlessly for a help. Still, there was no sign of Sakura appearing from behind that closed door.
Syaoran knew that he would not have enough time to reach the bathroom and swapped places with Sakura especially since Touya was standing behind the door that was located next to the bathroom door like that. And he obviously did not want to take any risks of being caught by Touya since it looked like he would barge in to the room any moment soon.
Syaoran could only curse his luck by the time he realized that there was no gaps whatsoever between the bed and the floor. In every movie or drama that he played all along, there was always a gap between the bed and the floor where he could safely hide himself until the bad guys gave up searching for him and somehow they always miraculously forgotten to look underneath the bed.
If he ever got out from there alive without being skinned or burned by Touya, Syaoran swore that he would definitely have a word or two with the scriptwriters he used to work with back in Hong Kong about their so-called masterpieces and work of arts.
However, knowing how Touya hated him, the chance of him being left unscathed was almost zero once the guy found out that he was staying overnight in his sister's bedroom. That guy would never take into consideration the fact that he passed out the entire night and could barely remember how he got there in the first place.
Finally Syaoran did not have any other option than to cover himself under the fluffy blanket that Sakura used to drape him last night and prayed heavily for a miracle to happen so that he would be left unnoticed by Sakura's temperamental brother.
At the exact moment Syaoran threw himself under the blanket, he could hear the door was open slowly with a faint creaky sound as if Touya did not want to surprise his little sister with his sudden coming.
"Are you still sleeping, Squirt?" asked Touya in a soft whisper.
From the way Touya spoke to his sister, finally Syaoran could confirm his suspicion that Sakura's brother really had some complexities towards his own sister. And it was not a very good idea to have that kind of understanding especially considering the fact that he was still inside Sakura's room; the little sister whom Touya dedicated his complexities for.
"Hey, why are you shaking, Squirt? Do you have a fever? It must be because you went home very late last night. I did not even know when you came back," asked Touya with worries hinted in every word that he spoke.
Syaoran could only curse himself heavily. He did not even realize that he was shaking. Why should he be shaking at that time anyway? Oh, yeah. He almost forgot the fact that he got Hannibal live in action at the moment whom would be more than ready to kill him once he found out that the person hidden behind the blanket was not the one he expected to see in the first place.
By the time Touya spoke once again, his tone had turned into more than anxious, "Do you want me to call a doctor, Squirt? Father has already gone to his office since he said that he had something urgent this morning."
That was the last thing Syaoran wanted to hear that morning. He was half expecting Fujitaka to defend him in case if anything went wrong. From all the unfortunate things that could happen to him that day, why Sakura's dad had to go to the office such early in the morning when normally he always waited for his daughter to wake up first before he went off to work.
And when Syaoran thought things could not be worsen than what it already was; for the umpteenth times that morning his hope was destroyed cruelly when he heard Touya stated with finality in his tone, "Here let me see you, Squirt…"
Soon enough, Syaoran noticed that Touya was tugging his blanket that he held firmly as if his life depended on it as Sakura's brother tried to check the condition of his 'sister' behind the blanket.
And seeing where things might go next, Syaoran knew that he was just as good as dead.
-- to be continued --
A/N: I will be working for the next chapter soon and I hope I will be able to upload it ASAP.
Thank you very much for all of you who have been reading my story especially to those who always support me through giving me their reviews.
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Side Note: In case some of you did not know who Hannibal that Syaoran was thinking about in this chapter; it was Hannibal from Silence of the Lamb. A quite spooky and sadistic character if I may say lolz.
