SourPop1004: Wassup peepos! I have good news. For those of you who were
discouraged cuz i made Syaoran and Sakura fight, well I'm here to make it
up to you all. Sheesh.so many people going on and on about how sad I made
it and all. Haha.well anyway, a note before you read. This story starts out
semi fluffy but gets violent.kinda.and there will be a bit of blood and
stuff but the ending is fluff. MUAHAHAHA.I felt so warm and giddy when I
was writing the ending.haha.but you know what? Happiness is not forever
so.don't freak out if there's a twist in the future chapters. NO!!! I'M
GIVING AWAY SPOILERS! ::shuts mouth:: Sho.Foh.nuh.enhoy.!
(If you don't understand the fighting scenes, just think about Jackie Chan and what a kick-ass kind of guy he is.)
The Intern
By: SourPop1004
Sakura slowly opened her eyes and got up. Since she had to wake every morning she was now used to it. It was 30 minutes before 5. She washed up and put on her exercise clothes. She wore a pair of tight shorts and a loose yellow shirt. She walked downstairs and went out the door with her keys and bag. Today, she didn't need to take an extra change of clothes for Mr. Daidouji was giving her today and tomorrow off from work. Today she would work out half the day and get a good night's rest. And tomorrow was the test. Sakura was a bit nervous but she knew she could do it. She got into her car and drove off.
She parked in the empty parking lot. Across the lot, she saw a black Lexus. She figured Syaoran had gotten his car back from the body shop. (Man! The silver Porsche! Where'd it go?) Sakura got out and walked to the back entrance. She had found a shorter way to get into the gym without having to go through the main entrance. Sakura opened the back door and went inside. She made her way through a narrow hallway and was now inside the gym. She put her keys in her bag and put it down on the bench. Syaoran, as usual, was waiting for her in the middle of the mat. She stretched as she walked over to him. The tension between them that had started earlier that week had gone away a bit. Now they did communicate but not often. Sakura stretched and was astonished to see Syaoran stretching as well.
"Why are you stretching? You've never done that before?" She asked, but with a hint of sarcasm. But not enough to start a fight.
"Well, since you are getting officially tested tomorrow, I want to test you myself and see if you are ready. Is that so wrong?" he replied.
Sakura smiled. "Alright, let's start. I can't wait."
Syaoran nodded. Sakura had never seen him fight before. She had but that was only blocking and a few punches and kicks. Sakura got down into her position. Syaoran was the first to throw a punch. Sakura quickly got out of the way and grabbed his arm. She twisted it. Instead of Syaoran yelling in pain, he rotated his body along with her so his arm wouldn't be twisted. He quickly turned his hands and grabbed her. He pulled her towards him. He stuck out his fist but Sakura quickly ducked. Because of the momentum she rolled forward on the floor. Syaoran released her wrist. Before he could strike again, she rolled over to the side, barely missing his fist in the mat. She got up and side-kicked. He spun around and blocked with his arms. Knowing Syaoran would grab her foot, she recoiled back. They both stood and breathed heavily. Sakura took the chance and lunged forward with a kick. He blocked her but she kicked with such force that he fell to the floor, Sakura landing on top of him. She breathed heavily. Syaoran stared up into her eyes. She looked down. Her long hair had come undone and was now hanging all around Syoaran's face like curtains. He smiled at her. Sakura blushed. Sakura felt some sort of unseen wall between her and Syaoran shatter. She felt so much more free compared to how she felt the whole week. Sakura realized Syaoran must have felt the same. Sakura didn't notice but she was sitting on his stomach with her legs on each side of his waist. Her hands were on either side of Syaoran's head. Syaoran's arms crept up her side and wrapped themselves around her waist. She looked down at him with soft eyes.
"I'm sorry about how I was acting all this week." Sakura softly began. She pulled out of his grasp and got up and helped him up.
"I'm sorry too." Syaoran replied shortly getting up as well.
Because of her kick, they were real close to a wall in the opposite side of the gym. Syaoran walked towards Sakura. She walked backwards and bumped into the wall. He came closer to her and put his arms on her thin waist.
"Are you willing to listen to me this time?" he asked in a hushed voice.
Sakura only nodded and looked down. When her head came back up, he was so close to her. He pulled her in closer than they already were. Out of reaction, Sakura locked her arms around his neck. She stared into his eyes. Syaoran pressed her back against the wall and lowered his head. Sakura knew what was coming. She gently closed her eyes. The gap between them was closing in. Their lips barely grazed each other when Syaoran's cell phone rang loudly, echoing through the large gym room. They both jumped apart and breathed rapidly. Sakura was blushing madly and Syaoran was flushed. He picked up his silver phone from the ground. It had fallen out of his pocket when he had fallen to the floor. He flicked it open.
"Hello? Yeah.Uh-huh.What?! But I thought you s-.Ok .I'm on my way. Nothing better go wrong or else." Syaoran shut his phone. Apparently, that was Mr. Daidouji. Syaoran turned to Sakura. "Umm. there's a bit of emergency down town. Why don't you come along?"
Sakura stared at him. Something was wrong here. He never asked her to come along on assignments. But she didn't have time to argue with herself.
"Ok. Let's go."
They both got into Syaoran's car and drove off.
"Where are we exactly going and why are you asking me to come along?" she asked a bit suspicious.
"Well, there's this warehouse down town, and Daidouji-san said that there were a couple of men smuggling drugs. They're using the warehouse as a trade station. So Daidouji-san wanted me to go down there undercover. So when they show me the drugs, I can arrest them." Syaoran glanced at Sakura.
"Hoe. but what would I do?"
"You'll go undercover with me. Me alone might not convince them so I was hoping you could." Syaoran grinned boyishly.
"Syaoran! No! I will not do it! That's wrong!" Sakura exclaiming realizing what Syaoran wanted her to do.
"Well don't you want to help stop drug dealers?"
"Yeah.but still."
Syaoran tried a different approach. "If you don't help, then the drugs might spread more. And if the drugs spread more, children might start using them. And if they do, our society will be filled with corrupt drugees! And if that happens, the people will get too high and neglect the poor animals in the rain forests. Then one day, the animals will attack human civilization because they got pissed and we would be all too high to defend ourselves. And as a last attempt, some lunatic in the Pentagon in America might press the wrong button and the atomic bomb would go off, killing us all. After we all die, the dinosaurs might come back and stomp all over the earth. And then asteroids will start showering down on earth killing the dinosaurs. Then the earth would blow up and there'd be no more earth." Syaoran breathed heavily. He knew he went a bit over the edge but he knew it was working. He secretly chuckled at the horrified look on Sakura's face. Then Sakura glared at him.
"Fine! I'll do it, but hello? I can't exactly walk in there like this. And I didn't bring any extra clothes." Sakura pointed at herself, she was still wearing her exercise clothes.
"Right.well are you wearing a tank top under there?"
"Uh, yeah. Why?"
"I have a pair of jeans in the back seat. I was planning on changing into them later, but you can put it on."
"Uh.but you're way taller and bigger than me."
"Wear a belt. Haven't you seen how people dress these days? I think you'll look punkish and I think that's what we're aiming for."
"Ok. whatever." Sakura was skeptical but she didn't want the earth to blow up so she decided to take a chance. They pulled over and parked in front of a restaurant at the curb. She took the pair of pants and went into the restaurant. She figured she'd change in the bathroom. She came back out dressed. She was wearing a tight white tank top and a really really baggy pair of jeans with an extremely long white army belt. (You know those popular ones that are really long. [They're not THAT popular anymore but whatever] Well, that's what they wear in the army so.Army Belts!) She looked stylish and punk-like at the same time.
Syaoran grinned. They walked to a dark narrow drippy alley between the warehouse and the restaurant. There was a rusty metal door on the wall. Syaoran knocked on it. A slot opened up. Glaring eyes looked out.
"Who's there?" said a gruff voice.
"Uh.we wanted to get some.you know." Syaoran tried to play it cool.
"Password?"
"Uh.viper." Replied Syaoran a bit concerned it might be wrong.
"Come on in." The man opened the door. When Sakura and Syaoran went inside, the large warehouse was a bit damp. Sakura tried to look around but it was too dark. The place had wooden crates stocked up ceiling high. The boxes formed some sort of maze. They both followed the burly man. When they stopped, there was a metal desk in the middle of the room and one lamp hanging from the ceiling. A bright light beamed down at the desk. Syaoran walked up towards and tried to look at the man sitting behind it. His face was hidden by the shadows.
"We'd like some." Syaoran began.
"Well, you seem new. We've never seen you here before." The man drummed his fingers on the table dangerously. All of the sudden the man snapped and two burly men came to his side. The mysterious man whispered something into the others' ears. The two men smiled. They quickly walked over to Sakura and grabbed each of her arms. Sakura looked around wildly.
"What are you doing?" Sakura was confused. She hadn't done anything. One minute she was standing quietly and next these men were grabbing her. Sakura looked around for Syaoran but he was gone. She was starting to feel fear.
They dragged her into a dark room. They threw her in and locked the door. Sakura jumped up banged on the door with anger. Sakura looked around and found a bed, a chair, and a large tinted window. When she looked through the brownish glass she could see where she had been. She saw the metal desk and the chair, but the man wasn't there. She sat on the bed and wondered for a minute. She decided she needed to get out and find Syaoran. She picked up the chair and flung towards the window. It only cracked. Sakura figured it was some type of unbreakable glass. "Nothing's unbreakable." she thought in fury. She kept retrieving the chair back to the cracking window. When she looked at the chair, it was dented and scrunched up. She figured it was useless and threw it aside. She observed the window. She had almost gotten through it. She threw a sidekick and hoped the window would break, but it didn't. She thought she needed something with more weight. She knew she couldn't exactly throw the bed. So she did the next best thing. Sakura backed up against the opposite wall. She ran as fast as she could towards the window. Before hitting the wall, she jumped. Sakura shattered through with her head ducked and arms covering her face. The shards of glass flew all around her. When Sakura landed and tumbled on the ground, she felt tiny stings all around her arm and shoulders. When she had come to a stop, she looked up from her protective stance and looked at her arms. Tiny red scratches were everywhere. She ignored the stings. Instead she got up, determined to find Syaoran.
High above where Sakura was, was a long balcony. There was a row of chairs put side-by-side. In them sat men and women from all over the country dressed in business suits. They each were holding a clipboard. They all started rapidly writing down something when Sakura had crashed through the window. One woman at the edge was tapping her silver pen impatiently on her board. They all watched Sakura struggle down below. Behind them stood Mr. Daidouji and Syaoran. Mr. Daidouji watched as well. As for Syaoran, he watched with worry. Daidouji had called him that morning and told him that the test was being moved to today. Syaoran had been outraged but he soon understood why Daidouji was trying to get Sakura to take the test today. Daidouji knew about Mira very well. He had found out that Mira was going to attend the test if it were held tomorrow, and they both knew that that could danger Sakura's chances of getting in. So Syaoran had agreed. Syaoran looked back down towards Sakura's lost form. He had faith that Sakura would be able to pull this off but he worried that she'd be hurt badly by the end. These people actually beat up their contestants. Syaoran knew from experience that the board's tests were cruel and harsh. They were as real as real got. Syaoran prayed that Sakura would be all right.
Sakura wandered around. When she turned a corner, she gasped. She had run into one of the bodyguards. He sneered at her. He swung his arms towards her in an attempt to capture her. She quickly ducked and kicked out her foot, knocking the heavy man down. Sakura jumped over him and ran without caring where she was going. Two other men greeted her. They lunged at her. Sakura side-kicked and knocked one guy out of balance. The other moved behind her and put his strong arms around her throat. Sakura gasped for air. The man's grip was tightening. Sakura's feet were off the ground. She struggled to get out of his grasp. The other guy was starting to wake up. The man that was on the floor got up and approached her. When he was close enough, Sakura used the man's chest to lean her feet against. She ran up his chest and kicked straight up. A perfect uppercut. (I know that's for punching but who cares) The man once again sprawled to the floor. But Sakura still had the problem of not being able to breathe. She swung her legs up and down like how you would swing on a swing. When she got enough momentum and her feet touched the ground for a split second, she took her chance and tried to haul the heavy man. When he was on her, with his feet off the ground, Sakura bent down and quickly pushed up with all her might. That loosened the man's tight grip and sent him flying to the wall of wooden crates.
The board started writing again. Syaoran was quiet. He felt impressed. He didn't know Sakura would think that up. He secretly smiled.
Sakura stopped and tried to breathe. She heaved in large amounts of air. When she had enough, she was about to run but she decided there was no point in running. If she ran, the guards would keep on coming and she'd never reach Syaoran. Instead, she crouched down. One man was unconscious and the other was starting to stir. She turned to the one trying to get up. She grabbed him by his collar and pulled him up close to her face. Sakura gave a dangerous glare. She was sweating hard and had a bit of dirt and blood on her face.
"Ok, listen up. I'll ask once and only once. Where's Syaoran? What'd you do with him?"
The man was silent. Sakura raised her fist in the air and was about to punch.
"Don't make me hurt you. Tell me where he is!" Sakura was losing her patients.
"H-he's i-in th-the." the man had difficulty speaking.
"Huh? What? Say that again!"
"H-he's i-in. o-over th-there." The man weakly pointed towards a door in the far corner.
"Thank you." She gently put him down and ran off towards the door.
Syaoran just stared in disbelief. How could she say thank you to a guy who just had tried to choke her? Well, another thing he learned about Sakura was that she's too nice and innocent. Syaoran glanced at the board members. They were scribbling something down. Syaoran had to admit, Sakura was doing quite well.
Sakura arrived at the door. She opened the door but no one was inside. Before she knew it, the man that she had seen sitting at the metal table was now behind her. He had wrapped a metal chain around her neck and was trying to choke her. Sakura struggled for a couple of seconds. She wasn't going to use the same method as she did to the previous guy. She was too tired out. So she tried a different approach. She tried to lead him towards the wall. She wriggled like some lunatic and managed to get close to the wall. When she got close enough, she kicked against the wall, sending both herself and the man flying backwards towards the ground. She landed on him. The guy let go of the chain when he hit the floor. Sakura tried to regain her breath. When she turned around, the man threw a powerful sidekick. Not being able to block, she went hurdling to the wall. She hit the wall hard and slid to the ground. She slumped over and coughed up some blood.
Syaoran couldn't bear to watch her get hurt. He tried to run towards the stairs leading down but Mr. Daidouji stopped him and gave him a look of warning. Syoaran obeyed and stayed put.
The man walked over to her and stared down at her.
"Had enough?" his voice was cold.
Sakura was silent. After coughing up a bit more blood, she wiped away the blood from her mouth, and replied weakly, "No. I'll never give up. Tell me where Syaoran is!" Sakura's head was still looking down at the cold cement floor.
"Sorry, I'm afraid he's dead." The man replied as if it were nothing.
Sakura looked up with wide green eyes. She tried to get up but he kicked her to the side. She slid on the ground and crashed into the wall of crates. For a moment there was no movement under the pile of boxes. The man slowly approached. He leaned in to see if she was dead.
The board members all leaned in against the railing wondering the same thing. There was a look of horror on Syaoran's face. 'Oh God no.please no.' he thought.
All of the sudden, Sakura jumped out of the pile and punched him hard in the jaw. The man went crashing to the floor. She spotted that the man had a gun in his jacket. She quickly grabbed it and pointed it at him.
"Don't move or I'll shoot." She warned him in a dangerous tone.
"Why don't you just shoot me? I did kill your friend." the man smiled wickedly.
Sakura stared at him in disbelief.
"Go on, pull the trigger." the man taunted.
"Tell me where his body is."
"It's probably in some dumpster outside." The man smiled again.
"Every nerve in me wants me to kill you. But I won't. I'd rather have you suffer with guilt and misery in jail and then go you to hell than sending your miserable soul to hell right now. (I know Sakura's not the type to say something like that but come on. If your friend was murdered and dumped in a trashcan wouldn't something spark inside of you?)
Sakura took the gun and disassembled it. She let it drop to the floor. The sound of the bullets falling to the ground echoed through the warehouse. She glared at him and started walking away.
"The police will deal with you."
The man's eyes started to burn with rage. He got up and flipped out a knife. He ran towards her. Sakura spun around barely missing the cold blade. When she looked down to her waist, There was a long lash in her side. She grabbed her bleeding side and tried to block his attacks. When she had enough, she threw a hard kick. The man went sailing through the air and was up against the wall. She kicked up her foot and placed it harshly on his neck. (Totally Charlie's Angels moment. Member when C. Diaz was in the bathroom and this guy came up with the chain. Hehe.love that movie.) She squeezed her foot down for the last time and let go. The man slid to the floor and hunched over his knees. Sakura staggered back still holding her waist. She tried to push down harder in an attempt to stop the bleeding. She fell to her knees and slumped over. She fell into a fit of coughs. Drops of blood fell to the floor. Her hair was in a mess of tangles but miraculously still up in a ponytail. Her white tank top was now soaked in blood and had dirt smeared all over it. Her pants were the same. Still coughing, her vision started to blur. The last thing she saw were the bright lights in the warehouse turn on. The white light flooded the dark warehouse before Sakura's world went black and she fell to the floor with a loud thud.
"Syaoran." was her last word.
Syaoran flew down the stairs and ran towards Sakura's limp body. Syaoran fell to his knees and placed her head on his lap. A medical team came over with a large white bag. They pushed Syaoran aside and started their work. They lifted her tank top and wrapped her waist with bandages. The bleeding had stopped. They knew the gash wasn't deadly. She had only been lightly slashed and there was no danger. The board all came down the stairs and stood in a line, and watched Sakura be treated. The woman was the first to speak.
"She did well having only a week to train. And I'm sure this was all a surprise for her. The board will now announce their votes."
Down the row of men and women, they all agreed to take in Sakura. When the cycle came back to the woman who was the first to speak, she solemnly stared at Sakura.
"I sincerely don't want her in. She's weak.like her mother. but seeing that the other board members agree, I'll agree as well. But after this case if solved, she'll be taken off the team." She glared down at Sakura and left the group. The other members stared at her.
"Will she be all right?" asked Syaoran to the paramedic.
"Yes, she'll be up and ready in 2 days." The man in a white jump suit replied smiling at the concerned Syaoran. The other members of the medical team were now scattered around treating the men who had been beaten. They were all part of the organization. When they had agreed to play their parts, they never imagined they'd get their asses kicked this badly, especially by a girl.
When Syaoran turned around, the board members had already left. Mr. Daidouji and Syaoran looked at each other and smiled.
"She did very well Syaoran."
"Yeah." Syaoran agreed. "If you don't mind, I'm gonna take her home."
"No, no, not at all. Do take her home. She'll need her rest." Daidouji gave Syaoran a pat in the back as Syaoran picked up Sakura's body.
When they were outside, a crowd of people was staring at him. Trying to avoid the staring eyes, He put Sakura in the back seat and got into the driver's seat. He turned on the engine and drove off towards his apartment.
Syaoran parked in the basement parking lot and carried Sakura up the stairs to his door. He unlocked it and pushed through the door and was greeted by his familiar living room. He slipped into his slippers and carried her to his room, and placed her gently on the bed. Syaoran quickly ran downstairs and got out his palm pilot from a drawer next to the couch. He looked up Daidouji Tomoyo and proceeded to call her.
"Moshi moshi, Tomoyo speaking."
"Umm.high, this is Li Syaoran from the police department."
"Oh yes, hi there."
"Um, do you mind coming down to my apartment for a while?"
"Um.ok but I don't know where you live."
"You know that park? Well just turn right at the corner and keep driving till you get to West Dr. I'll be waiting outside. Oh and bring some of Sakura's clothes."
"O-ok.I'm on my way."
Syaoran placed the receiver down and gave a huge sigh. After 5 minutes, Syaoran opened his door and stared out into the street hoping to spot Tomoyo. When her green Benz came into view he waved. Tomoyo pulled over and parked on the curb. Syaoran led her inside.
"Is something wrong with Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo was obviously worried.
"Did she tell you about her test tomorrow?"
"Yes, why?"
"Well she took the test today and she's hurt, but she's ok right now. I just want you to change her clothes. She's still wearing her bloody shirt."
Tomoyo ran upstairs and went into Syaoran's room. (Who knows how she found the room.) Tomoyo slowed walked up to Sakura and stared down at her friend. Tomoyo felt a drop of tear fall. Syaoran walked in.
"I'll leave you two alone. And could you change her while you're here?"
Tomoyo nodded.
After half an hour, Tomoyo came downstairs.
"She's sleeping."
"Ok."
"Do you think she can stay here for a little bit? I have to fly to France tomorrow. I know, I would stay with her but I think she'd like it here better."
"Uh.sure."
Tomoyo thanked him and went out the door. After waving good bye, he closed the door behind her and headed upstairs.
Sakura was peacefully sleeping. She was wearing her pink pajamas and her hair was flowing down her shoulders I long silky waves. Tomoyo had brushed her hair. Syaoran chuckled when he saw little brown bears on her clothes. He walked over to her and pulled up a chair. He sat and stared at her proudly. 'It started with just plain old physical attraction, but who would of thought I'd end up lov-' Syaoran's thoughts were interrupted when Sakura groaned and slowly opened her eyes.
"A-am I-I d-dead? Is this supposed to be heaven?" She looked around wildly. When her eyes fell on Syaoran she gasped. "SYAORAN!" Sakura jumped forward and tightly embraced him. Syaoran's arms wrapped around her waist. When his arms touched her side, Sakura jerked back. Syoaran mentally hit himself. He had forgotten Sakura was hurt.
"Ow.wait.it's not supposed to hurt in heaven.am I in h-hell?!"
Syaoran just stared at her with a smile. How naïve was she? Yet this naiveness was quite cute.
"No silly. You're still very much alive."
"No.but you're. you're d-dead."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are. That guy said that he killed you and.and." Sakura was starting to break down.
Syaoran stared into her misty green eyes. He leaned in closer to her. Sakura was kneeling on the bed and was staring back at him blankly. Before she could say anything he captured her lips in his. Sakura's eyes grew wide but slowly closed. She melted into his arms. She still felt the stinging pain in her side but ignored it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in closer. She felt so warm against his body. When she pulled away, Syaoran smiled.
"Now.do you still think I'm dead?" he teased.
"I don't think you're dead.but then again, this might just be heaven. Maybe if you proved me wrong." Sakura was smiling seductively.
"But first, don't you want to know what happened?"
"Later.I'm just happy you're alive."
"So you do believe I'm not dead."
"Does that mean you won't kiss me again?" Sakura asked with innocent eyes.
Syaoran grinned devilishly. He sat down next to her on the bed and pulled her onto his lap. He stroked her soft cheeks and smiled warmly. Sakura leaned her head against his chest. Syaoran cupped her chin and made her look at him. He leaned down once more and touched her full lips. The sensation ran down Sakura's spine. The kiss was sweet but quickly turned to hunger. His tongue made its way into her mouth. Their tongues danced together, trying to get more pleasure out of each other. (I know that sounds gross but whatever.) Sakura placed her hand behind his head and pushed him against her. Trying to avoid touching her side, Syaoran pulled her closer to him. By now, Syaoran was flat on the bed and Sakura on top of him. Sakura's hair was flowing down all around Syaoran's face. 'Weren't they in that same position that morning?' They both wondered with amusement. Needing air, they both parted.
"You know what?" asked Sakura with a small smile.
"What?"
"You're really cute." Sakura fell into a fit of giggles.
"I know.I do wonder sometimes how I could be this handsome." Syaoran smiled a toothy smile.
"I completely agree." Sakura closed her eyes and lowered herself again. She lightly kissed his lips and came back up. "Let's go downstairs. I'm starving. You can tell me what happened."
Syaoran agreed with a kiss. They both got up. Syaoran helped her up. Syaoran was about to walk out the door when Sakura interrupted.
"When did I change into these?" Sakura pointed at her pajamas.
"Oh.that."
"You didn't."
"Maybe I did." Syaoran replied in a teasing tone. Sakura raised her eyebrows. Before Syaoran could tell her he was kidding, a pillow came flying towards his face. Sakura giggled and brushed past him. Recovering from the blow, Syaoran ran after her down the stairs.
Sakura looked around wildly, trying to find a hiding place. She didn't know what to do so she ran for the curtains. She crept in behind the white curtains.
"Sakura.I know you're in here.you'll pay for that pillow." Syaoran scanned the room. He spotted a bulge in the curtains. He slowly tiptoed over to it and was now standing in front.
Sakura giggled, but slapped her hand over her mouth. The room was silent. Sakura thought that Syaoran had gone to a different part of the apartment. So when she pulled back the curtains, she ran square into Syaoran's chest. Looking up from the plush white carpet, Sakura slowly grinned.
"I guess you found me.are you going to punish me?" Sakura asked smiling.
"Of course I'm going to punish you.but how." Syaoran had his arms crossed and was thinking hard.
Sakura got up and stood in front of him. He was at least a head taller, but Sakura had always known that Syaoran was really tall. She reached up and ran her hand down this toned chest. When she got to his oh-so-perfect abs, she poked at it. Syaoran snapped out of his thoughts and looked down at her.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"I don't know. can they really be that hard? They're like rocks." Sakura stared at his stomach like how a child stares at a jar full of candy wondering if it was really real.
Syaoran smiled. "Well that's what guys aim for when they work out. why, do you have a problem with them?"
Sakura blushed. "No.they're fine." Sakura smiled. "So Mr. Li, what is my punishment?"
"Well.I'm trying to decide between making you clean my room till the end of eternity or kissing you to death. They both really are tempting." Syaoran grinned evilly.
"Hmm. I'm gonna have to go with. your second choice."
"Yeah.I was leaning towards that one anyway."
Syaoran carried her to the couch and laid her down. He leaned down to gently kiss her put Sakura pulled him down.
"Someone's very exited." teased Syaoran.
Sakura deepened their kiss when she slid her hand up his bare chest. She roamed around feeling his stomach.
"I see you like my stomach very much." Syaoran murmured through his mouth.
"Yes I do." replied Sakura, in a muffled voice.
Sakura shifted under Syaoran. (MUAHAHAHAHA.I don't know.I just felt like saying that.) Syaoran was trailing kisses down her throat. Sakura moaned in rapture. (I know.it sounds like they're doing it but they're not.yet.MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Just to tell you people, this story will NOT be a full on lemon. Ewww.but maybe.I'm the author.I can do anything.except fly.still working on that.) Her arms glided to his back. She was running her hands up and down his smooth back when his lips came to the collar of her pajama shirt. (To go further or no to go further... ::evil grin::) Syaoran was dying to go on but he didn't want Sakura feel cornered. He lifted his head from her neck. (Sorry you sick people.haha.don't worry.it'll happen.just not right now.)
"What's wrong?" Sakura asked in dismay. Her hands came out from under his shirt.
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong.it's just that I don't want to do anything that you'll regret." Syaoran replied in a calm voice.
"Oh." Sakura smiled up at him. "You're right... I don't want to go too far. But maybe later." Sakura winked at him.
Syaoran raised his eyebrows high. Sakura just giggled. Sakura reached up and kissed him lightly, and came back down. She stared at him soft warm eyes.
"I've only known you a little more than a week and I think I'm in love with you." Sakura blushed a bit.
"I think I love you too. no one ever made me feel this way. Whenever you're next to me, I feel happy, and that the world is right." Syaoran leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Come one, let's eat. I think I'm hungry too." Syaoran smiled his special smile just for Sakura.
SourPop1004: To the readers. I'm really thankful that you guys actually read and review for my story. Thanks so much. Well anyway, you guys will be happy to know that after this chapter, there's gonna be a break in the rule. I don't need 20 reviews per chapter. I realized I don't write to get the reviews but cuz I really love this plot and so I just wanna do it for the fun. Well.maybe it doesn't hurt THAT much to like the reviews. Well anyway, from now on, I'll just decide whether or not I think I have enough reviews to put up the next chapter. So once again, thanks so much to my fans. (Do I even have any??) I'll see you guys next chapter. Actioin coming up in chapter 6.
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(If you don't understand the fighting scenes, just think about Jackie Chan and what a kick-ass kind of guy he is.)
The Intern
By: SourPop1004
Sakura slowly opened her eyes and got up. Since she had to wake every morning she was now used to it. It was 30 minutes before 5. She washed up and put on her exercise clothes. She wore a pair of tight shorts and a loose yellow shirt. She walked downstairs and went out the door with her keys and bag. Today, she didn't need to take an extra change of clothes for Mr. Daidouji was giving her today and tomorrow off from work. Today she would work out half the day and get a good night's rest. And tomorrow was the test. Sakura was a bit nervous but she knew she could do it. She got into her car and drove off.
She parked in the empty parking lot. Across the lot, she saw a black Lexus. She figured Syaoran had gotten his car back from the body shop. (Man! The silver Porsche! Where'd it go?) Sakura got out and walked to the back entrance. She had found a shorter way to get into the gym without having to go through the main entrance. Sakura opened the back door and went inside. She made her way through a narrow hallway and was now inside the gym. She put her keys in her bag and put it down on the bench. Syaoran, as usual, was waiting for her in the middle of the mat. She stretched as she walked over to him. The tension between them that had started earlier that week had gone away a bit. Now they did communicate but not often. Sakura stretched and was astonished to see Syaoran stretching as well.
"Why are you stretching? You've never done that before?" She asked, but with a hint of sarcasm. But not enough to start a fight.
"Well, since you are getting officially tested tomorrow, I want to test you myself and see if you are ready. Is that so wrong?" he replied.
Sakura smiled. "Alright, let's start. I can't wait."
Syaoran nodded. Sakura had never seen him fight before. She had but that was only blocking and a few punches and kicks. Sakura got down into her position. Syaoran was the first to throw a punch. Sakura quickly got out of the way and grabbed his arm. She twisted it. Instead of Syaoran yelling in pain, he rotated his body along with her so his arm wouldn't be twisted. He quickly turned his hands and grabbed her. He pulled her towards him. He stuck out his fist but Sakura quickly ducked. Because of the momentum she rolled forward on the floor. Syaoran released her wrist. Before he could strike again, she rolled over to the side, barely missing his fist in the mat. She got up and side-kicked. He spun around and blocked with his arms. Knowing Syaoran would grab her foot, she recoiled back. They both stood and breathed heavily. Sakura took the chance and lunged forward with a kick. He blocked her but she kicked with such force that he fell to the floor, Sakura landing on top of him. She breathed heavily. Syaoran stared up into her eyes. She looked down. Her long hair had come undone and was now hanging all around Syoaran's face like curtains. He smiled at her. Sakura blushed. Sakura felt some sort of unseen wall between her and Syaoran shatter. She felt so much more free compared to how she felt the whole week. Sakura realized Syaoran must have felt the same. Sakura didn't notice but she was sitting on his stomach with her legs on each side of his waist. Her hands were on either side of Syaoran's head. Syaoran's arms crept up her side and wrapped themselves around her waist. She looked down at him with soft eyes.
"I'm sorry about how I was acting all this week." Sakura softly began. She pulled out of his grasp and got up and helped him up.
"I'm sorry too." Syaoran replied shortly getting up as well.
Because of her kick, they were real close to a wall in the opposite side of the gym. Syaoran walked towards Sakura. She walked backwards and bumped into the wall. He came closer to her and put his arms on her thin waist.
"Are you willing to listen to me this time?" he asked in a hushed voice.
Sakura only nodded and looked down. When her head came back up, he was so close to her. He pulled her in closer than they already were. Out of reaction, Sakura locked her arms around his neck. She stared into his eyes. Syaoran pressed her back against the wall and lowered his head. Sakura knew what was coming. She gently closed her eyes. The gap between them was closing in. Their lips barely grazed each other when Syaoran's cell phone rang loudly, echoing through the large gym room. They both jumped apart and breathed rapidly. Sakura was blushing madly and Syaoran was flushed. He picked up his silver phone from the ground. It had fallen out of his pocket when he had fallen to the floor. He flicked it open.
"Hello? Yeah.Uh-huh.What?! But I thought you s-.Ok .I'm on my way. Nothing better go wrong or else." Syaoran shut his phone. Apparently, that was Mr. Daidouji. Syaoran turned to Sakura. "Umm. there's a bit of emergency down town. Why don't you come along?"
Sakura stared at him. Something was wrong here. He never asked her to come along on assignments. But she didn't have time to argue with herself.
"Ok. Let's go."
They both got into Syaoran's car and drove off.
"Where are we exactly going and why are you asking me to come along?" she asked a bit suspicious.
"Well, there's this warehouse down town, and Daidouji-san said that there were a couple of men smuggling drugs. They're using the warehouse as a trade station. So Daidouji-san wanted me to go down there undercover. So when they show me the drugs, I can arrest them." Syaoran glanced at Sakura.
"Hoe. but what would I do?"
"You'll go undercover with me. Me alone might not convince them so I was hoping you could." Syaoran grinned boyishly.
"Syaoran! No! I will not do it! That's wrong!" Sakura exclaiming realizing what Syaoran wanted her to do.
"Well don't you want to help stop drug dealers?"
"Yeah.but still."
Syaoran tried a different approach. "If you don't help, then the drugs might spread more. And if the drugs spread more, children might start using them. And if they do, our society will be filled with corrupt drugees! And if that happens, the people will get too high and neglect the poor animals in the rain forests. Then one day, the animals will attack human civilization because they got pissed and we would be all too high to defend ourselves. And as a last attempt, some lunatic in the Pentagon in America might press the wrong button and the atomic bomb would go off, killing us all. After we all die, the dinosaurs might come back and stomp all over the earth. And then asteroids will start showering down on earth killing the dinosaurs. Then the earth would blow up and there'd be no more earth." Syaoran breathed heavily. He knew he went a bit over the edge but he knew it was working. He secretly chuckled at the horrified look on Sakura's face. Then Sakura glared at him.
"Fine! I'll do it, but hello? I can't exactly walk in there like this. And I didn't bring any extra clothes." Sakura pointed at herself, she was still wearing her exercise clothes.
"Right.well are you wearing a tank top under there?"
"Uh, yeah. Why?"
"I have a pair of jeans in the back seat. I was planning on changing into them later, but you can put it on."
"Uh.but you're way taller and bigger than me."
"Wear a belt. Haven't you seen how people dress these days? I think you'll look punkish and I think that's what we're aiming for."
"Ok. whatever." Sakura was skeptical but she didn't want the earth to blow up so she decided to take a chance. They pulled over and parked in front of a restaurant at the curb. She took the pair of pants and went into the restaurant. She figured she'd change in the bathroom. She came back out dressed. She was wearing a tight white tank top and a really really baggy pair of jeans with an extremely long white army belt. (You know those popular ones that are really long. [They're not THAT popular anymore but whatever] Well, that's what they wear in the army so.Army Belts!) She looked stylish and punk-like at the same time.
Syaoran grinned. They walked to a dark narrow drippy alley between the warehouse and the restaurant. There was a rusty metal door on the wall. Syaoran knocked on it. A slot opened up. Glaring eyes looked out.
"Who's there?" said a gruff voice.
"Uh.we wanted to get some.you know." Syaoran tried to play it cool.
"Password?"
"Uh.viper." Replied Syaoran a bit concerned it might be wrong.
"Come on in." The man opened the door. When Sakura and Syaoran went inside, the large warehouse was a bit damp. Sakura tried to look around but it was too dark. The place had wooden crates stocked up ceiling high. The boxes formed some sort of maze. They both followed the burly man. When they stopped, there was a metal desk in the middle of the room and one lamp hanging from the ceiling. A bright light beamed down at the desk. Syaoran walked up towards and tried to look at the man sitting behind it. His face was hidden by the shadows.
"We'd like some." Syaoran began.
"Well, you seem new. We've never seen you here before." The man drummed his fingers on the table dangerously. All of the sudden the man snapped and two burly men came to his side. The mysterious man whispered something into the others' ears. The two men smiled. They quickly walked over to Sakura and grabbed each of her arms. Sakura looked around wildly.
"What are you doing?" Sakura was confused. She hadn't done anything. One minute she was standing quietly and next these men were grabbing her. Sakura looked around for Syaoran but he was gone. She was starting to feel fear.
They dragged her into a dark room. They threw her in and locked the door. Sakura jumped up banged on the door with anger. Sakura looked around and found a bed, a chair, and a large tinted window. When she looked through the brownish glass she could see where she had been. She saw the metal desk and the chair, but the man wasn't there. She sat on the bed and wondered for a minute. She decided she needed to get out and find Syaoran. She picked up the chair and flung towards the window. It only cracked. Sakura figured it was some type of unbreakable glass. "Nothing's unbreakable." she thought in fury. She kept retrieving the chair back to the cracking window. When she looked at the chair, it was dented and scrunched up. She figured it was useless and threw it aside. She observed the window. She had almost gotten through it. She threw a sidekick and hoped the window would break, but it didn't. She thought she needed something with more weight. She knew she couldn't exactly throw the bed. So she did the next best thing. Sakura backed up against the opposite wall. She ran as fast as she could towards the window. Before hitting the wall, she jumped. Sakura shattered through with her head ducked and arms covering her face. The shards of glass flew all around her. When Sakura landed and tumbled on the ground, she felt tiny stings all around her arm and shoulders. When she had come to a stop, she looked up from her protective stance and looked at her arms. Tiny red scratches were everywhere. She ignored the stings. Instead she got up, determined to find Syaoran.
High above where Sakura was, was a long balcony. There was a row of chairs put side-by-side. In them sat men and women from all over the country dressed in business suits. They each were holding a clipboard. They all started rapidly writing down something when Sakura had crashed through the window. One woman at the edge was tapping her silver pen impatiently on her board. They all watched Sakura struggle down below. Behind them stood Mr. Daidouji and Syaoran. Mr. Daidouji watched as well. As for Syaoran, he watched with worry. Daidouji had called him that morning and told him that the test was being moved to today. Syaoran had been outraged but he soon understood why Daidouji was trying to get Sakura to take the test today. Daidouji knew about Mira very well. He had found out that Mira was going to attend the test if it were held tomorrow, and they both knew that that could danger Sakura's chances of getting in. So Syaoran had agreed. Syaoran looked back down towards Sakura's lost form. He had faith that Sakura would be able to pull this off but he worried that she'd be hurt badly by the end. These people actually beat up their contestants. Syaoran knew from experience that the board's tests were cruel and harsh. They were as real as real got. Syaoran prayed that Sakura would be all right.
Sakura wandered around. When she turned a corner, she gasped. She had run into one of the bodyguards. He sneered at her. He swung his arms towards her in an attempt to capture her. She quickly ducked and kicked out her foot, knocking the heavy man down. Sakura jumped over him and ran without caring where she was going. Two other men greeted her. They lunged at her. Sakura side-kicked and knocked one guy out of balance. The other moved behind her and put his strong arms around her throat. Sakura gasped for air. The man's grip was tightening. Sakura's feet were off the ground. She struggled to get out of his grasp. The other guy was starting to wake up. The man that was on the floor got up and approached her. When he was close enough, Sakura used the man's chest to lean her feet against. She ran up his chest and kicked straight up. A perfect uppercut. (I know that's for punching but who cares) The man once again sprawled to the floor. But Sakura still had the problem of not being able to breathe. She swung her legs up and down like how you would swing on a swing. When she got enough momentum and her feet touched the ground for a split second, she took her chance and tried to haul the heavy man. When he was on her, with his feet off the ground, Sakura bent down and quickly pushed up with all her might. That loosened the man's tight grip and sent him flying to the wall of wooden crates.
The board started writing again. Syaoran was quiet. He felt impressed. He didn't know Sakura would think that up. He secretly smiled.
Sakura stopped and tried to breathe. She heaved in large amounts of air. When she had enough, she was about to run but she decided there was no point in running. If she ran, the guards would keep on coming and she'd never reach Syaoran. Instead, she crouched down. One man was unconscious and the other was starting to stir. She turned to the one trying to get up. She grabbed him by his collar and pulled him up close to her face. Sakura gave a dangerous glare. She was sweating hard and had a bit of dirt and blood on her face.
"Ok, listen up. I'll ask once and only once. Where's Syaoran? What'd you do with him?"
The man was silent. Sakura raised her fist in the air and was about to punch.
"Don't make me hurt you. Tell me where he is!" Sakura was losing her patients.
"H-he's i-in th-the." the man had difficulty speaking.
"Huh? What? Say that again!"
"H-he's i-in. o-over th-there." The man weakly pointed towards a door in the far corner.
"Thank you." She gently put him down and ran off towards the door.
Syaoran just stared in disbelief. How could she say thank you to a guy who just had tried to choke her? Well, another thing he learned about Sakura was that she's too nice and innocent. Syaoran glanced at the board members. They were scribbling something down. Syaoran had to admit, Sakura was doing quite well.
Sakura arrived at the door. She opened the door but no one was inside. Before she knew it, the man that she had seen sitting at the metal table was now behind her. He had wrapped a metal chain around her neck and was trying to choke her. Sakura struggled for a couple of seconds. She wasn't going to use the same method as she did to the previous guy. She was too tired out. So she tried a different approach. She tried to lead him towards the wall. She wriggled like some lunatic and managed to get close to the wall. When she got close enough, she kicked against the wall, sending both herself and the man flying backwards towards the ground. She landed on him. The guy let go of the chain when he hit the floor. Sakura tried to regain her breath. When she turned around, the man threw a powerful sidekick. Not being able to block, she went hurdling to the wall. She hit the wall hard and slid to the ground. She slumped over and coughed up some blood.
Syaoran couldn't bear to watch her get hurt. He tried to run towards the stairs leading down but Mr. Daidouji stopped him and gave him a look of warning. Syoaran obeyed and stayed put.
The man walked over to her and stared down at her.
"Had enough?" his voice was cold.
Sakura was silent. After coughing up a bit more blood, she wiped away the blood from her mouth, and replied weakly, "No. I'll never give up. Tell me where Syaoran is!" Sakura's head was still looking down at the cold cement floor.
"Sorry, I'm afraid he's dead." The man replied as if it were nothing.
Sakura looked up with wide green eyes. She tried to get up but he kicked her to the side. She slid on the ground and crashed into the wall of crates. For a moment there was no movement under the pile of boxes. The man slowly approached. He leaned in to see if she was dead.
The board members all leaned in against the railing wondering the same thing. There was a look of horror on Syaoran's face. 'Oh God no.please no.' he thought.
All of the sudden, Sakura jumped out of the pile and punched him hard in the jaw. The man went crashing to the floor. She spotted that the man had a gun in his jacket. She quickly grabbed it and pointed it at him.
"Don't move or I'll shoot." She warned him in a dangerous tone.
"Why don't you just shoot me? I did kill your friend." the man smiled wickedly.
Sakura stared at him in disbelief.
"Go on, pull the trigger." the man taunted.
"Tell me where his body is."
"It's probably in some dumpster outside." The man smiled again.
"Every nerve in me wants me to kill you. But I won't. I'd rather have you suffer with guilt and misery in jail and then go you to hell than sending your miserable soul to hell right now. (I know Sakura's not the type to say something like that but come on. If your friend was murdered and dumped in a trashcan wouldn't something spark inside of you?)
Sakura took the gun and disassembled it. She let it drop to the floor. The sound of the bullets falling to the ground echoed through the warehouse. She glared at him and started walking away.
"The police will deal with you."
The man's eyes started to burn with rage. He got up and flipped out a knife. He ran towards her. Sakura spun around barely missing the cold blade. When she looked down to her waist, There was a long lash in her side. She grabbed her bleeding side and tried to block his attacks. When she had enough, she threw a hard kick. The man went sailing through the air and was up against the wall. She kicked up her foot and placed it harshly on his neck. (Totally Charlie's Angels moment. Member when C. Diaz was in the bathroom and this guy came up with the chain. Hehe.love that movie.) She squeezed her foot down for the last time and let go. The man slid to the floor and hunched over his knees. Sakura staggered back still holding her waist. She tried to push down harder in an attempt to stop the bleeding. She fell to her knees and slumped over. She fell into a fit of coughs. Drops of blood fell to the floor. Her hair was in a mess of tangles but miraculously still up in a ponytail. Her white tank top was now soaked in blood and had dirt smeared all over it. Her pants were the same. Still coughing, her vision started to blur. The last thing she saw were the bright lights in the warehouse turn on. The white light flooded the dark warehouse before Sakura's world went black and she fell to the floor with a loud thud.
"Syaoran." was her last word.
Syaoran flew down the stairs and ran towards Sakura's limp body. Syaoran fell to his knees and placed her head on his lap. A medical team came over with a large white bag. They pushed Syaoran aside and started their work. They lifted her tank top and wrapped her waist with bandages. The bleeding had stopped. They knew the gash wasn't deadly. She had only been lightly slashed and there was no danger. The board all came down the stairs and stood in a line, and watched Sakura be treated. The woman was the first to speak.
"She did well having only a week to train. And I'm sure this was all a surprise for her. The board will now announce their votes."
Down the row of men and women, they all agreed to take in Sakura. When the cycle came back to the woman who was the first to speak, she solemnly stared at Sakura.
"I sincerely don't want her in. She's weak.like her mother. but seeing that the other board members agree, I'll agree as well. But after this case if solved, she'll be taken off the team." She glared down at Sakura and left the group. The other members stared at her.
"Will she be all right?" asked Syaoran to the paramedic.
"Yes, she'll be up and ready in 2 days." The man in a white jump suit replied smiling at the concerned Syaoran. The other members of the medical team were now scattered around treating the men who had been beaten. They were all part of the organization. When they had agreed to play their parts, they never imagined they'd get their asses kicked this badly, especially by a girl.
When Syaoran turned around, the board members had already left. Mr. Daidouji and Syaoran looked at each other and smiled.
"She did very well Syaoran."
"Yeah." Syaoran agreed. "If you don't mind, I'm gonna take her home."
"No, no, not at all. Do take her home. She'll need her rest." Daidouji gave Syaoran a pat in the back as Syaoran picked up Sakura's body.
When they were outside, a crowd of people was staring at him. Trying to avoid the staring eyes, He put Sakura in the back seat and got into the driver's seat. He turned on the engine and drove off towards his apartment.
Syaoran parked in the basement parking lot and carried Sakura up the stairs to his door. He unlocked it and pushed through the door and was greeted by his familiar living room. He slipped into his slippers and carried her to his room, and placed her gently on the bed. Syaoran quickly ran downstairs and got out his palm pilot from a drawer next to the couch. He looked up Daidouji Tomoyo and proceeded to call her.
"Moshi moshi, Tomoyo speaking."
"Umm.high, this is Li Syaoran from the police department."
"Oh yes, hi there."
"Um, do you mind coming down to my apartment for a while?"
"Um.ok but I don't know where you live."
"You know that park? Well just turn right at the corner and keep driving till you get to West Dr. I'll be waiting outside. Oh and bring some of Sakura's clothes."
"O-ok.I'm on my way."
Syaoran placed the receiver down and gave a huge sigh. After 5 minutes, Syaoran opened his door and stared out into the street hoping to spot Tomoyo. When her green Benz came into view he waved. Tomoyo pulled over and parked on the curb. Syaoran led her inside.
"Is something wrong with Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo was obviously worried.
"Did she tell you about her test tomorrow?"
"Yes, why?"
"Well she took the test today and she's hurt, but she's ok right now. I just want you to change her clothes. She's still wearing her bloody shirt."
Tomoyo ran upstairs and went into Syaoran's room. (Who knows how she found the room.) Tomoyo slowed walked up to Sakura and stared down at her friend. Tomoyo felt a drop of tear fall. Syaoran walked in.
"I'll leave you two alone. And could you change her while you're here?"
Tomoyo nodded.
After half an hour, Tomoyo came downstairs.
"She's sleeping."
"Ok."
"Do you think she can stay here for a little bit? I have to fly to France tomorrow. I know, I would stay with her but I think she'd like it here better."
"Uh.sure."
Tomoyo thanked him and went out the door. After waving good bye, he closed the door behind her and headed upstairs.
Sakura was peacefully sleeping. She was wearing her pink pajamas and her hair was flowing down her shoulders I long silky waves. Tomoyo had brushed her hair. Syaoran chuckled when he saw little brown bears on her clothes. He walked over to her and pulled up a chair. He sat and stared at her proudly. 'It started with just plain old physical attraction, but who would of thought I'd end up lov-' Syaoran's thoughts were interrupted when Sakura groaned and slowly opened her eyes.
"A-am I-I d-dead? Is this supposed to be heaven?" She looked around wildly. When her eyes fell on Syaoran she gasped. "SYAORAN!" Sakura jumped forward and tightly embraced him. Syaoran's arms wrapped around her waist. When his arms touched her side, Sakura jerked back. Syoaran mentally hit himself. He had forgotten Sakura was hurt.
"Ow.wait.it's not supposed to hurt in heaven.am I in h-hell?!"
Syaoran just stared at her with a smile. How naïve was she? Yet this naiveness was quite cute.
"No silly. You're still very much alive."
"No.but you're. you're d-dead."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are. That guy said that he killed you and.and." Sakura was starting to break down.
Syaoran stared into her misty green eyes. He leaned in closer to her. Sakura was kneeling on the bed and was staring back at him blankly. Before she could say anything he captured her lips in his. Sakura's eyes grew wide but slowly closed. She melted into his arms. She still felt the stinging pain in her side but ignored it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in closer. She felt so warm against his body. When she pulled away, Syaoran smiled.
"Now.do you still think I'm dead?" he teased.
"I don't think you're dead.but then again, this might just be heaven. Maybe if you proved me wrong." Sakura was smiling seductively.
"But first, don't you want to know what happened?"
"Later.I'm just happy you're alive."
"So you do believe I'm not dead."
"Does that mean you won't kiss me again?" Sakura asked with innocent eyes.
Syaoran grinned devilishly. He sat down next to her on the bed and pulled her onto his lap. He stroked her soft cheeks and smiled warmly. Sakura leaned her head against his chest. Syaoran cupped her chin and made her look at him. He leaned down once more and touched her full lips. The sensation ran down Sakura's spine. The kiss was sweet but quickly turned to hunger. His tongue made its way into her mouth. Their tongues danced together, trying to get more pleasure out of each other. (I know that sounds gross but whatever.) Sakura placed her hand behind his head and pushed him against her. Trying to avoid touching her side, Syaoran pulled her closer to him. By now, Syaoran was flat on the bed and Sakura on top of him. Sakura's hair was flowing down all around Syaoran's face. 'Weren't they in that same position that morning?' They both wondered with amusement. Needing air, they both parted.
"You know what?" asked Sakura with a small smile.
"What?"
"You're really cute." Sakura fell into a fit of giggles.
"I know.I do wonder sometimes how I could be this handsome." Syaoran smiled a toothy smile.
"I completely agree." Sakura closed her eyes and lowered herself again. She lightly kissed his lips and came back up. "Let's go downstairs. I'm starving. You can tell me what happened."
Syaoran agreed with a kiss. They both got up. Syaoran helped her up. Syaoran was about to walk out the door when Sakura interrupted.
"When did I change into these?" Sakura pointed at her pajamas.
"Oh.that."
"You didn't."
"Maybe I did." Syaoran replied in a teasing tone. Sakura raised her eyebrows. Before Syaoran could tell her he was kidding, a pillow came flying towards his face. Sakura giggled and brushed past him. Recovering from the blow, Syaoran ran after her down the stairs.
Sakura looked around wildly, trying to find a hiding place. She didn't know what to do so she ran for the curtains. She crept in behind the white curtains.
"Sakura.I know you're in here.you'll pay for that pillow." Syaoran scanned the room. He spotted a bulge in the curtains. He slowly tiptoed over to it and was now standing in front.
Sakura giggled, but slapped her hand over her mouth. The room was silent. Sakura thought that Syaoran had gone to a different part of the apartment. So when she pulled back the curtains, she ran square into Syaoran's chest. Looking up from the plush white carpet, Sakura slowly grinned.
"I guess you found me.are you going to punish me?" Sakura asked smiling.
"Of course I'm going to punish you.but how." Syaoran had his arms crossed and was thinking hard.
Sakura got up and stood in front of him. He was at least a head taller, but Sakura had always known that Syaoran was really tall. She reached up and ran her hand down this toned chest. When she got to his oh-so-perfect abs, she poked at it. Syaoran snapped out of his thoughts and looked down at her.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"I don't know. can they really be that hard? They're like rocks." Sakura stared at his stomach like how a child stares at a jar full of candy wondering if it was really real.
Syaoran smiled. "Well that's what guys aim for when they work out. why, do you have a problem with them?"
Sakura blushed. "No.they're fine." Sakura smiled. "So Mr. Li, what is my punishment?"
"Well.I'm trying to decide between making you clean my room till the end of eternity or kissing you to death. They both really are tempting." Syaoran grinned evilly.
"Hmm. I'm gonna have to go with. your second choice."
"Yeah.I was leaning towards that one anyway."
Syaoran carried her to the couch and laid her down. He leaned down to gently kiss her put Sakura pulled him down.
"Someone's very exited." teased Syaoran.
Sakura deepened their kiss when she slid her hand up his bare chest. She roamed around feeling his stomach.
"I see you like my stomach very much." Syaoran murmured through his mouth.
"Yes I do." replied Sakura, in a muffled voice.
Sakura shifted under Syaoran. (MUAHAHAHAHA.I don't know.I just felt like saying that.) Syaoran was trailing kisses down her throat. Sakura moaned in rapture. (I know.it sounds like they're doing it but they're not.yet.MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Just to tell you people, this story will NOT be a full on lemon. Ewww.but maybe.I'm the author.I can do anything.except fly.still working on that.) Her arms glided to his back. She was running her hands up and down his smooth back when his lips came to the collar of her pajama shirt. (To go further or no to go further... ::evil grin::) Syaoran was dying to go on but he didn't want Sakura feel cornered. He lifted his head from her neck. (Sorry you sick people.haha.don't worry.it'll happen.just not right now.)
"What's wrong?" Sakura asked in dismay. Her hands came out from under his shirt.
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong.it's just that I don't want to do anything that you'll regret." Syaoran replied in a calm voice.
"Oh." Sakura smiled up at him. "You're right... I don't want to go too far. But maybe later." Sakura winked at him.
Syaoran raised his eyebrows high. Sakura just giggled. Sakura reached up and kissed him lightly, and came back down. She stared at him soft warm eyes.
"I've only known you a little more than a week and I think I'm in love with you." Sakura blushed a bit.
"I think I love you too. no one ever made me feel this way. Whenever you're next to me, I feel happy, and that the world is right." Syaoran leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Come one, let's eat. I think I'm hungry too." Syaoran smiled his special smile just for Sakura.
SourPop1004: To the readers. I'm really thankful that you guys actually read and review for my story. Thanks so much. Well anyway, you guys will be happy to know that after this chapter, there's gonna be a break in the rule. I don't need 20 reviews per chapter. I realized I don't write to get the reviews but cuz I really love this plot and so I just wanna do it for the fun. Well.maybe it doesn't hurt THAT much to like the reviews. Well anyway, from now on, I'll just decide whether or not I think I have enough reviews to put up the next chapter. So once again, thanks so much to my fans. (Do I even have any??) I'll see you guys next chapter. Actioin coming up in chapter 6.
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