Thank you for reviewing my other fics! I really appreciate it! Anyway, on with the fic. Hope you enjoy it, and don't forget to review!... Please?
Kiss
Chapter One: Feeling Blessed...
- A fanfiction by Kyo
-*-*-*-*-*-
"I don't want to go to the dentist!" Mighty Li Syaoran, most powerful warrior and sorcerer of the Li Clan cried in stubbornness from behind the coach. Sakura sighed in frustration.
"Syaoran! You have to go to the dentist! It doesn't matter if you want it or not!" Sakura told him as she tried to reach him. He dodged easily. Sakura was getting exasperate. She had been trying to convince him to go with her for more than half an hour now, but it was to no avail. He had called her early in the morning to tell her that his tooth was killing him, and that he had to go to the dentist, but he didn't want to go alone. Now that she had gotten into his apartment, he had refused to go with her. "Stop acting like a baby, Syaoran!" She told him in an annoyed tone and she tried to catch him again, but he kept dodging her.
Sakura let go an exasperated sigh. She wondered how he could be such a coward, after all it was only the dentist, is not like the dentist was going to eat his face. "If you were going to refuse to go to the dentist, why the hell you called me so early in the morning!? I could be sleeping, you know?" She said angrily and sat on the couch. Syaoran was still hiding behind it and felt how she let herself drop on the couch. Syaoran too, sighed.
"I'm sorry." He apologized softly. Sakura's expression softened. It wasn't his fault that he was so scared of a dentist, some people can't help it. What seemed so ironic was the fact that Syaoran was the bravest and most courageous person Sakura had ever known, and he couldn't confront a dentist.
She stood up and walked behind the coach, there she met with Syaoran, who was seated leaning on the coach and had a hand on his right cheek, where his tooth hurt. She sat beside him, he kept his eyes cast low. She put he arm around his shoulders, like he had done infinite times when she was sad or scared.
"It's okay, it's not your fault. But you have to go anyway, if you don't go now, it could be worse latter." She said softly, trying to convince him with gentle words now that she saw that she couldn't convince him by trying to drag him there. He looked at her with a scared look of little kid. "You think so?" He asked in a whisper. She nodded.
"But I don't want to go. It's going to be painful." He complained. Sakura giggled. Syaoran talking about pain. He could go through one thousand times more painful experiences than a dentist visit.
"It's not going to be painful. Besides I'm going to be with you. If he hurts you in any way, I'll take care of him. Okay?" She comforted, he smiled his own special way and nodded. "Okay then. Stand up." She commanded. He stood up and helped her get on her feet. They walked out of the apartment.
-*-*-*-*-*-
Since none of them had a car yet, they decided to walk. Syaoran walked with is hand pressed to his right cheek and everybody could know that his tooth hurt. Sakura giggled every time she looked at him, it was getting Syaoran annoyed.
He glared (or tried to, he wasn't able to do it) at her. "You would be doing the same if your tooth hurt." Sakura giggled some more, till he felt offended and looked the other way.
"Aww, I'm sorry. But you look cute when doing that." She responded as she poked his side, which made him squirm.
"Doing what?" He asked, still pressing his cheek.
"Acting like a baby." She said, as she giggled some more.
"I'm not acting like a baby!" He complained, very baby-like.
"No, of course you are not." Sakura said sarcastically.
They were now getting closer to the doctor's place and Syaoran's courage was dropping by the second. He was walking slower and slower, as if he had a huge load over his back. Sakura was amused, but she wasn't about to let him go away with it, after all, he had promised to go with her to the mall today, and at this pace they would never arrive anywhere. Syaoran kept walking slower, it got to the point where it was hard to tell if he was at a halt or if he was really walking. Sakura sweatdropped.
"Syaoran, at this pace we are never going to arrive." She chided as she stopped with her hands on her hips and a light frown on her face in front of him. He smiled warmly at her, with his hand still pressed to his cheek. It must have hurt a lot. "That's the whole point." He said. Sakura couldn't believe her ears. She tapped her foot on the ground and half glared at him, a smile was trying to show on her lips.
"You promised me, we were going to go shopping today, and you are keeping that promise Li Syaoran, so you better start walking this moment!" She said, mock-annoyed. He stood there with a confident grin and his hand over his cheek. He didn't want to move. Sakura pouted cutely and he couldn't resist. "Okay. I'll go, but if you leave me, even for a second. I won't take you shopping." Sakura smiled from ear to ear. "Okay, baby." She giggled and dragged him by the wrist.
-*-*-*-*-*-
Syaoran was lying on the dentist chair looking at the ceiling, suffering. He hated doctors, but the one that he hated the most was the dentist. What was an stupid doctor doing in his mouth? But his tooth hurt, he had tried to ignore it for more than three days, but it remained. Finally he had bolted on some courage and called Sakura, because he didn't want to be alone, and now he was here. Sakura had her hand over his, and he was as scared as a little child in his first visit to the dentist.
Then the doctor came in and Syaoran's nightmare started...
-*-*-*-*-
Syaoran came out feeling a lot better, but that didn't made him feel less scared about dentists, with all those needles and artifacts. He shivered when he thought about it. Sakura came trotting behind him, he had come out practically running of the place, so she had had to pay. But it didn't matter, they were used to pay each others' things by now. If they had forgotten to bring lunch, the other would pay for it, if they needed extra money to buy something, the other one would help with it, and they never asked for a payback.
"That wasn't that bad." She said to him when she caught up with him. She had a sweet smile on her lips. Syaoran didn't think the same...
"That was the worst experience of my life!" He said sincerely, shouting. All the street heard him. Sakura giggled. She shook her head. "See the bright side, you get to eat ice cream."
He eyed her. "I get to eat ice cream whenever I want to." He said in that-was-not-smart tone. She giggled again. "I knew it. But now you got a better reason." She told him as she played with his messy hair. "Hey, you are ruining my hairdo!" He joked.
"Which one?" She asked him in the same tone.
"Hey! I resent that!" He said, trying to arrange his messy hair.
Sakura smiled at him. "I like you better like that." She said, messing his hair again. He looked at her with a playful grin. "You like me?" He asked coyly.
"If I didn't like you, you wouldn't be my friend in the first place." She said simply. She smirked. "Now, come on. I have a lot of things to buy." She winked at him. "And you are going to carry them."
Syaoran was about to complain, but decided against it. After all, he got to spend the day with her.
"Where first?" He asked as he caught up with her. She rolled the question in her mind for a moment. "Hmm... I don't know. Let's just see for now."
"Okay then."
The mall was full of people, everybody had something to buy. Sakura and Syaoran walked side by side, laughing and chatting like they usually did. Sakura was enjoying herself, and Syaoran certainly was, too.
Ever since Tomoyo had left for England, Syaoran and Sakura had grown closer than ever. Sakura still remembered with tears in her eyes the day her best friend left her to go live in England. She wrote e-mails to her everyday, and she responded with equal dedication. They phoned every week and they were still best friends. They told each other absolutely everything in those mails. You could blackmail them for the rest of their lives if you got to read one of their mails.
Tomoyo had gotten transferred to England so she could be near Hiragisawa Eriol, who had returned to England after he had finished certain "business" in Japan.
Sakura moved freely through the mall, greeting some people Syaoran had never met or he didn't remember meeting. She got inside the shops and signaling some items, not daring to say she wanted anything because she knew Syaoran. If she insinuated she wanted any of the things she saw, he wouldn't hesitate to buy it for her, and no matter how much she insisted in paying it herself he never ever let her do it.
She stopped in front of a shop, looking up at the clothes they were exibiendo. A slow smirk appeared on her face as Syaoran, too, looked up at the clothes. The stare at them for some seconds, and then Sakura pulled his wrist and got inside the shop. He protested a bit at all the dragging. Sakura was planning on dressing him up. It would be fun.
"Sakura, I don't want to make you upset, but... I'M NOT GOING TO WEAR THIS!" He said showing her the outfit she had chosen for him. A black leather jacket, a pair of blue jeans that were ripped off on the knees, black boots, black shades and a gray tank top. All in alll, he would look like one of those movie motorcyclists. Sakura giggled, and pushed him inside one of the changing boots.
"Come on! I won't let you out if you don't wear that. Just for fun." She said as she leaned on the door so he couldn't come out.
"Like I have another choice." He said grumpily, and starting changing. A minute or two afterwards, she knocked on his door.
"Are you ready?" She asked him, as she stifled another giggle. From inside came a muffled grunt and another muffled complain that Sakura took as a Yes. She opened the door and outside came a rebel-looking Syaoran. Sakura couldn't keep the laughs in anymore and she laughed hard in front of his nose. At first he didn't like that and gave her a faint glare, but her laugh was so addicting that he, too, ended laughing hard in the floor. The customers and the salespersons started to look at them strangely. When Syaoran noticed this, he immediately stood up and nudged Sakura, and she too, stopped laughing hysterically. Syaoran quickly got changed and they ran outside, apologizing, very embarrassed, but laughing anyway.
They soon got inside another boutique. This one had more decent clothes than the other one as they soon noticed. Sakura kept with her plan and chose some clothes for him. As this clothes weren't like the other ones, he didn't complained and got inside the changing boot. In three minutes he got out looking very handsome. Some of the females at the shop at the current time sighed dreamily when he appeared in front of Sakura. He was wearing casual khaki pants and a iron tank top that showed all the muscles in his arms perfectly.
Sakura smiled when she saw him. He looked so handsome. But he was uncomfortable, she could tell. All the females were looking at him, and he didn't like being the center of attention. She grabbed a fitted black v-neck from a near stand, tossed it to him and pushed him inside the changing boot again.
"Try this." She told him as she closed the door again. She would buy him the tank top anyway, it would be very useful when he was training. When he was alone, he could wear that one without being stared at.
She grabbed an identical tank top as the one he had tried and neared the cashier while taking the money out. The cashier was a woman of no more than 22, who had sighed at the sight of Syaoran too.
"I want this one, please" Sakura said sweetly with a gentle smile on her face. The woman smiled in return and took the tank top.
"You are very lucky to have a boyfriend like him. Mine is a complete jerk." She said, her expression changed to one of a frown when she talked about her boyfriend.
Sakura smiled nervously, a blush on her face. "He is not my boyfriend." She stuttered.
"He isn't?" She asked, quite surprised. "Then you two must be married or something." She stated, completely sure of it.
Sakura's face grew redder. "No! He isn't my husband either!" She near shouted, casting her eyes low to hide her blush. "Why do you think that?" She asked nervously.
The woman didn't seem to notice her embarrassment, because she continued. "Well, he opened the door for you when you came in, he lets you dress him up, you are paying for his clothes, that's enough reason for me to think something." She said, eyeing her.
Sakura's red face grew redder with each passing true statement, the woman wasn't looking at her though. If she had been looking at her, she would have pitied her and shut up, but she continued. "What does he mean for you, anyway?" She asked absentmindedly, putting the tank top in a bag.
Sakura was blushing like mad, but she managed to stutter. "He... is... my... best... friend." She choked out.
"Only your friend?" She asked coyly. Sakura nodded long and quick.
"I think he likes you." She said in the same tone. Sakura looked at her with wide open eyes. "What makes you think that?" She asked.
"See that boy behind you?" She asked, singling a guy with jet black hair and big auburn eyes. Sakura nodded.
"He had been looking at you ever since you entered here." Sakura was surprised. She hadn't noticed. Sometimes she was very dense. "Now look at your 'best friend'" Sakura looked at Syaoran, who had got out and now was wearing the black v-neck, he looked pretty good. Syaoran was glaring fiercely at the boy, who could almost feel the burning glare on the back of his head.
Sakura didn't know what to think. She paid the tank top, took the bag, and headed toward Syaoran's direction, who stopped glaring at the boy and redirected a warm smile at her.
"What did you buy?" He asked, curious.
She smiled. "The tank top." She responded, as she inspected him, going around him to look at him from all angles.
Syaoran looked at her strangely when she was in front of him again. "You are going to wear that tank top?" He asked, jokingly. She eyed him.
"No, silly. It's yours." She giggled. "I thought it would be very useful when you trained." She smiled cutely at him. He melted in her hands.
"Yeah, I thought so too. And what do you think about this one?" He asked, inspecting himself. Sakura gave it another look and then nodded. "It looks good on you. Go change, I'll buy them." He nodded and turned around, where the changing boots were.
Sakura took yet another identical v-neck and pants and headed toward the cashier. The woman received her with a warm smile.
"This ones too?" She asked sweetly. Sakura nodded. The boy approached the two girls with a charming smile on his lips. A smile that was directed mainly to Sakura, who was getting very uncomfortable under the boy's gaze.
"What is lovely lady like you doing here all alone?" The boy asked, even if he knew she wasn't alone. Sakura shivered. She didn't like this boy, it made her feel wrong. Sakura was about to respond, but the cashier responded for her, she didn't like the boy either.
"She is not alone" She answered with a frown.
"I see nobody by her side..." He stated with an almost evil smile. This guy was getting on Sakura's nerves.
"Her companion is in one of the changing boots, now if you excuse us, we were having a private conversation here." She said, the frown on her face deepened. This guy reminded of her jerk boyfriend, she should stop seeing him, by the way.
The boy's smirk turned into a deep scowl. "And who asked you? I was talking to this girl, not you." He snapped. Sakura had had enough. "I'm sorry, but she's right, you should leave." She said, trying to be polite.
"This is a free country." He stated, and didn't move.
"I think the lady asked you to leave." Came Syaoran's not-so-happy voice. The boy turned around sharply, glaring at him, but Syaoran's glare could scare a Clow Card away, his couldn't even scare a chicken.
"This is a free country." He stated again, lamely. Syaoran's scowl deepened. "Leave. Now." He said fiercely in a voice you couldn't say no to." The boy gulped and tried to glare at him, he failed. He slowly walked away.
Sakura sighed. Jerks like him shouldn't be allowed to live. When the boy was out of sight, Syaoran's glaring gaze turned to Sakura. He looked at her with concern. "Are you alright?" He asked gently. Sakura smiled cutely up at him and nodded. The cashier sighed dreamily.
Syaoran paid the rest of the clothes.
"Here let me help you." He offered, while he took the bags from her hands. The cashier sighed dreamily yet again.
-*-*-*-*-*-
"ITTAII!!" Syaoran complained while he rubbed his back. Sakura laughed hard and helped him get on his feet. "How come you still don't catch it?" She asked him while she sustained him with her arms.
"I don't know. Rollerbalding isn't my sport." Sakura let go for a second. Syaoran panicked.
"Sakura no!" He begged, but he was already on the floor, rubbing all his sore muscles and bones. She tried to stifle a giggled, but she failed miserably. She helped him get up yet again. "Let me help you." She took his hand and took a step forward. Syaoran imitated her.
"It isn't that bad." He said, familiarizing with the movements.
"See?" She was skating backwards with his hands in her hands, while he skated forward, facing her. "It's like ice skating." She said, smiling at him. He nodded.
"Talking about ice skating, do you want to go to the ice rink?" He asked, while looking at the floor.
Sakura kept in a hanyan and nodded.
-*-*-*-*-*-
"I had a very good day today, Syaoran. Domo Arigato for taking me shopping." Sakura said sweetly as they walked down the street to get to her house.
"Nah, it's nothing. Thank you for going to the dentist with me." He smiled when Sakura giggled and messed up with his hair.
They stopped at her doorway. They faced each other. Sakura looked into his amber eyes. He lifted his hand and brushed away an auburn stray of her silk-like hair. He smile tenderly down at her, the smile he smiled only when he was looking other. Oh God! I want to kiss her! He thought almost desperately.
Sakura lifted her hand too and took his hand in hers, and brushed it against her cheek, while she closed her eyes. She opened them again and surprised herself looking at his lips. Those tender soft lips that she wanted to kiss so much.
Sakura leaned closer, unconsciously. He did the same. They both closed their eyes at the same right time. They leaned closer...
I love her so much...
Closer...
I would give my life for him...
Their lips brushed.
Electricity coursed through their bodies. Warm shivers raced up and down their backs. He placed his arms around her waist, as he wanted to deepen the kiss. He had never experienced something so tender, so exciting, so pleasurable... so right.
Sakura placed her arms around his neck. She played with his hair, as he deepened the kiss. She invited him further, parting her lips slightly. Waves of almost unbearable pleasure went back and forth through all her body, starting with her lips.
A dream come true.
That's was what this was, both their dreams come true, but better. She didn't want to end this moment, she wanted to be like this forever. To never let go. But her lungs burned from lack of air, she reluctantly let go of him by mere centimeters.
They stood there. Her arms on his neck, his arms on her waist, sharing a breath, brow to brow. Nothing else mattered.
"Sakura?" Syaoran whispered into her ear. She melted at the sound of her name on his lips, so close to her.
"Hai?" She whispered back, she didn't have the strength to anything else.
"Can I kiss you again?" He asked cutely. He already knew the answer.
"Onegai..." She whispered, her breath on his lips.
Nothing else mattered...
To be continued...
-*-*-*-*-*-
So what do you think? This is my fourth fic! ^_^Aren't you all proud of me? R&R please. Also check my other fics! "Elements", "The Best Birthday Present" and "Hold Me"
Check for the new chapter of "Elements" too!
Another thing, from now on, I'll think on writing sequels to my One-Shots if enough people ASK for it. So if you think it's worth a sequel, ASK for it on your review, I must get more than 20 reviews this way and I'll write a sequel.
Thank you!