Let Me Blow Ya Mind

Earlier that night

"I can't believe it!" Sakura cried. Fujitaka Kinomoto sighed, closing his eyes. He rubbed his temples.

"I'm sorry, but I can't have you associating with him. He's a gangster!" He replied. Sakura bit her lip.

"But I love him Daddy!"

"I really am sorry…"

Present

So she had to dump Eriol because of his class. How could Daddy do this to her?

He had been fine with everything earlier in ninth grade, when she had first met Eriol Hiragizawa. He had taken her home after her boyfriend had gone home with some brunette. She had been standing in the alleyway, in the rain, miserably rooting through her purse for her cellphone. She was sobbing, and scared, in her little schoolgirl outfit.

Maybe his mind had been in the gutter, but upon actually meeting her he had fallen in love. He took her home, but later showed up outside of her school, after cheerleading practice was over. He grabbed her as she was heading back to her locker. Then he pushed her against the wall. Told her he had fallen in love with her when he was taking her home, and he couldn't stop thinking about her. She tried to escape, but he was far too strong. He was a nervous wreck. He was ashamed about falling in love with a schoolgirl!

After that, he left her alone for a month. She couldn't stop thinking about him, and how… mysterious he was. Then, suddenly she found herself in the same alleyway that he had found her in.

She went there everyday, skipping cheerleader practice. Everyday, she stood under that same black fire escape, waiting.

He showed up on the seventh day. She confessed that he had left her thinking about him everyday, and how mysterious he was. This time he was calm, easygoing, and he once again pinned her against the wall. He kissed her, and walked her as far as the park.

Then they were going out in secret. Sakura didn't quite understand why she was so scared of telling her father, but after seeing her at a restaurant with Eriol, he found out. She didn't get in trouble, but Fujitaka asked a million questions about Eriol. Then, after Eriol was in jail for a month, he figured it out.

This was the night that he had figured it out.

And now, she was packing her clothing so that she could become a girlfriend of a gangster. She loved Eriol, and she didn't plan on giving him up because of what her father said.

She shoved a tight black tee shirt into her now empty backpack. She was sixteen. She could drop out of school.

Eriol had sure changed her. But she was glad. She was damn fed up with this kind of life! She added in a pair of black boots. Did girlfriends of gangsters wear that? They did in the movies, but then again, in the movies, gangsters were cruel, and Eriol was anything but cruel.

She went with the benefit of the doubt, and took the boots. Then, she reviewed her new wardrobe.

A black tee shirt, a black leather jacket, a pair of silk black underwear, and a tight black leather skirt, a light blue long sleeved tee, and of course all of her usual undergarments.

She was pleased. She took the black eyeliner that she hardly ever wore, and red lipstick. She changed into her black boots, a red tank top, her black leather skirt, and her black leather jacket. She added her makeup. She was ready.

She 'borrowed some cash from her brother, who was hardly ever home, and sneaked out of her window. She ran through the dark suburban streets, to the park, where she pulled out her new cellphone, and dialed Eriol's number. He was out of jail. He would pick up.

She leaned on the tree behind her, listening to the ringing tone.

"Hello?"

"Eriol-kun, can I crash at your place? It's Sakura." She tried to sound as much like a gangster's girlfriend as she could without using any language.

"Sure. I'll pick you up. How many nights are you planning on crashing?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Just want to know."

"Okayy… um, well, if its not too much trouble, can I like, move in?"

"…"

"It's either I move in, or I dump you. My stupid dad wouldn't let me 'associate' with you, after finding out you were in jail."

"Oh, I see. Sure! F*** him!" He replied. Sakura giggled.

"Okay, I'm at the park, two blocks east of the theater."

"I'll be there."

***

Sakura clicked her cell shut. Exhaling, she looked around. Now that she looked, she could see two people making out under a tree a couple of yards away. She rolled her eyes. She stood up, picked up her bag, hiked up her skirt a bit, and sashayed over to the meeting point. She stood by a lamppost, hoping that he would be able to see her. Finally, a motorcycle pulled up. It was missing the license plate, and the person didn't look like Eriol. She took a step towards the motorcycle, and pulled back fast as the rider pulled off their helmet.

She gasped. It was a handsome guy, probably around her age with unruly chestnut hair. He'd be even hotter if he didn't look so suspicious.

"You Sakura?" He asked, his voice smooth. She nodded. He jerked his head. She stood there, not sure what he meant. "Well?! Get on the f***ing bike!" She nodded, jumping onto the back. She could feel her skirt riding up as she straddled the bike. He tossed her a helmet over his shoulder. She took it, and fastened the strap under her chin. She wrapped her arms around his waist. He put his own helmet on, and started the motorcycle.

And they were off. Sakura tightened her hold on his waist-or rather, his ribs- and closed her eyes. The wind snagged at her hair. She tensed up her legs so as to hold her own on the bike better.

"Who the hell are you?!" She yelled, as they slowed to a stop in an unfamiliar alleyway. He jumped off.

"I'm Syaoran Li, best friend, and most trusted assistant of your man Eriol." He folded his arms across his chest. She nodded, getting off and pulling her skirt down a bit. "You shouldn't straddle bikes in those." He added, his gaze on her leather skirt. She blushed, more at his gaze than his words. She straightened.

"Is this… your 'hangout' or something?" She asked, looking at the door he was standing by. A smoky yellow glow came from the small glass window. He rolled his eyes.

"That's the bar, Harukiya. Eriol can't see you now, so you're gonna crash with me for a while." He replied, grabbing her by the wrist. Suddenly it hit her. Just because Syaoran Li was hot didn't mean he wasn't going to hurt her. She swallowed, pulling back.

"No! I talked to Eriol on my phone!" She insisted. Syaoran Li glared.

"Listen bitch, I'm not too delighted about this setup either. But we gotta live with it. Eriol's boss, whatever he says goes." He hissed, grabbing her just above the elbow on both arms. He kicked the door open, and dragged her in. He pulled her around a corner, and up the stairs, quickly waving to a few. They reached a door at the end of the hall with the paint peeling off. He shoved her in, and went in after her.

She collapsed on the bed. Its mattress was sagging. She pulled off her jacket. Li stood there, looking down at her with that same stupid glare. She fidgeted under his gaze.

"You aren't a prostitute, are you?" He asked. By the tone of his voice, he must have thought that of her before. She shook her head. His expression softened, and he sat down next to her.

"Then why are you with Eriol?" He inquired, examining her face. She swallowed.

"I'll give you all the info you need to know. I'm sixteen, I was a cheerleader until I met Eriol, when we started meeting. He took me home after my boyfriend left me. Then he showed up and cornered me after cheerleader practice. I'm now a high school drop out because my father didn't want me to associate with Eriol, so I decided to run away-"

They heard footsteps tapping along the floor, coming towards them. Li mouthed an apology, then pounced on top of her and kissed her. She fought a scream, and glanced at the door. Some hood and a chick popped in, then upon seeing their position, instantly left and slammed the door shut.

As soon as they shut the door, Li jumped off. Sakura gasped.

"That was an interesting maneuver." She remarked as he pulled off his leather jacket and reached into the closet. He shrugged, pulled out a blanket, and threw it on the floor. He flicked off the lights.

"C'mon, let's sleep." He said. She nodded in agreement, and slipped under the torn sheets, not bothering to slip off her boots. She was far too tired.

That morning she woke up while it was still dark. Li was lying on top of the blanket, shirtless, with a black haired girl with pigtails on top of him. She looked away, feeling her stomach churn. She glanced at the two again when the girl moaned and sat up. She was wearing baggy black calf-length pants and a tight white undershirt, with one of the straps slipping off her shoulder. She yawned, and stood up, fixing her strap. She bent over and picked up something white. She slipped it over her head, pulled off her shirt and pulled on the white garment, then put her undershirt back on. She grinned, kicked Li, inducing a groan, and sauntered out the door.

"Meiling…" He groaned, sitting up. He touched his head gingerly, and looked to the door, which was ajar. He stood up, kicked it closed, and leaned against the door, massaging his temples. Sakura sat up, and flicked the light on.

"Hey lover boy, I don't mind you getting up, but don't get others up as well." She snapped. He looked at her, surprised, and a look of realization spread across his face.

"Oh yeah…" He muttered something inaudible, and picked up his white tee shirt. He pulled it over his head, and stumbled back out the door. Sakura frowned, and looked in the cracked mirror. Her hair was messy, and her tank top was twisted a bit. She fixed it, and ran her hands through her hair. She checked herself again. She looked good.

She found the confidence in herself to go downstairs, and she entered the bar. It still had that smoky yellow look, and the air was contaminated with the scent of alcohol. She walked up to the bar, and ordered a beer. She had always wanted to try one, so now was her chance.

The bartender eyed her low cut tight red tank top and pigtails for a moment, the hurried off to get her beer. She leaned on the bar counter, and looked around. That girl with the pigtails was sitting by the doorway, making out with Li. She was on his lap, running her hands through his hair. She pulled away, and smiled at him. Sakura gasped. She had ruby eyes!

She lightly tapped her fingers along the Formica of the counter, and looked to her right, through the door way that lead into another room, with the stairs in the back of the room. A bunch of older looking men were playing cars under a yellow light bulb. They were smoking cigars.

A girl her own age came up behind her. She had a pretty face, a beautiful face, pale skin, lavender eyes, and raven hair. She wore a deep blue headscarf, and gloves with the fingertips cut off. She had a black leather jacket (like everyone else) and the same black baggy cut-offs like Li's chick. She was wearing a white shirt underneath.

"Hey…" Sakura said nervously. The girl looked at her and smiled.

"Hey. You new 'round here?"

"Not exactly."

"Oh? Whose girl are you? I assume you are someone's girl…" She gestured to Sakura's skirt.

"What does my clothing have to do with anything? And I am someone's girl." The girl laughed.

"Get ya head out of the gutter, girl. I ain't no lesbian." They both laughed. The girl stuck her hand out. "You seem decent. Wanna hang out? My name's Tomoyo." She said, smiling. Sakura nodded, taking her hand.

"Sure. My name's Sakura." She replied, as they shook hands.

"I have to introduce you to Meiling, Chiharu, Rika, and Naoko. They're pretty decent." She said, as Sakura grabbed her beer. Tomoyo's eyes widened. "You drink beer? You're older than I thought." Sakura shook her head as she grimaced and chucked the beer into the trash.

"I was just tasting it. I never tried it before." She replied, coughing. Tomoyo sighed in relief.

"Thank god. You had me worried there." She said, grinning. Sakura grinned back. Tomoyo jerked her head. "C'mon, let's take a walk 'n ya tell 'bout yaself." Sakura followed her out of the bar.

They got outside, and Sakura took a deep breath in. Tomoyo chuckled.

"Okay, here's the lowdown on me. I ran away from home last night because my dad didn't want me to associate with guys like Hiragizawa. I was just fed up with it all." She sighed, looking at the fading stars. Tomoyo also sighed.

"It's a f***ing stupid world out there, and you know why? Men. They are always screwing shit up, and all." Sakura looked at her. She looked forlorn.

"You really believe that? Why would you?"

"My… father abused me. I ran away from home at age ten and got roughed up in a lot of fights. Then, I fell in love. He dumped me for some high-end chick from Tomoeda. All those chicks are high-end snobs." She replied bitterly. Sakura frowned.

"But I'm from Tomoeda, and I'm not too high-end. At least not anymore." Sakura remarked, worried. Tomoyo's jaw dropped.

"Seriously? Damn, I would never have guessed…" She trailed off. They walked in silence for awhile. "So how'd ya end up in Harukiya?"

"Hiragizawa's right hand man picked me up, and took me here, because I couldn't see him just yet. And yes, I am Hiragizawa Eriol's girl."

"He's-" They turned around when they heard scuffing along tar, only to see Li sprinting towards them…

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