A/N: I'm so happy you liked the last chapter... it generated what? 18 reviews just after 18 hours of its release. Isn't that lovely? I love you guys... Thanks for all the support! But before anything else, I want to clear some points.
1. Anybody can be called a "lady" even if you're not living in the 18th century. Lady is a designation for a woman or a girl (especially to a courteous and refined one).
2. Naomi is not Naoko... they are two different people. I'm sorry for not describing Naomi's character, but it just seems to be quite irrelevant for the time being. You know, I want to concentrate more on the SS scenes. On the other hand, I have other plans for Naoko; she'll be present in the story during the next chapters.
So, enough with my ramblings and on with the story... Before anything else, I would like to acknowledge my new editor... "SweetBabyGurl" ΓΌ thank you very much for editing my story! I don't know what I'd do without you... Again, thank you!
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura. Simple...-
Summary: Will this lonely heart find lifelong happiness with this annoying yet very sexy and handsome playboy? Find out as Sakura Kinomoto, daughter of one of the most prominent people in Japan, travel to the journey of love as she meets this annoying but very sexy and handsome playboy. But this who she thought was one ordinary male hides a secret waiting to be unveiled. Is the guy of her dreams really who he seems to be?
Last Chapter:
They held each other in an erotic manner. In other words, they are all over each other. The kiss was full of passion and desire, but nothing else. Their wild encounter was interrupted by the opening of the door. Syaoran jerked out of the hold of Naomi, still breathing hard.
Emerald orbs were seen. Syaoran could clearly see through it, she was shocked and... hurt?
'Oh no... not again' Syaoran thought.
Chapter 9: The Complications
Sakura excitedly entered the room, hoping to find Syaoran, when two unlikely people kissing welcomed her. Sakura could only stare in shock at the site before her, as it took a while before everything processed through her brain. But when the site before her did register, there was a whirlwind of emotions going on through her mind. She couldn't even think straight. The only thing that she could think of was that she needed to get away from the place she stood that very moment. And that's exactly what she did. Mumbling something inaudible, she stumbled back before she turned on her heel and sprinted out the door.
"Sakura! Sakura! Please don't run!" Syaoran shouted, pulling away from the kiss with Naomi a few moments after he heard the door open. When he saw Sakura run, he didn't know why, but felt as if he had to explain the kiss to her, so he ran after her. Sakura ran as fast as she could, climbing up the stairs that lead to her room with miraculous speed. She could hear Syaoran's footsteps as well as his calls of her name, but chose to ignore it. As she reached the room, she hastily shut the door and locked it behind her.
Syaoran was running towards her as fast as he could. 'Damn! She's fast!' He gained speed with an arm outstretched to grab her when she was almost within his reach... BAM! The door was slammed against his face! And damn did it hurt. He stumbled back for a moment clutching the place where it hurt most.
"Ouch! That hurts..." He almost shouted, taking control at the level of his voice at the last moment. "Open the bloody door now Sakura! You better do it now or I'll be forced to do it myself! And that wouldn't be good I tell you!" He demanded pounding harshly at the wooden door. The moment Sakura entered the room, she flopped herself in bed and began questioning herself, ignoring the threats of the angry Li Syaoran who was currently rampaging outside of her bedroom door. What was new? He was always angry.
'What was I thinking? He must be mad at me right now for interrupting that one,' she kept on saying to herself over and over in her mind. She kept on telling herself that the reason she walked away was to avoid Syaoran's wrath on her. Despite that, another part of her kept on telling her there was more to that scene she just couldn't erase from her mind, no matter how hard she tried. She ran away because she was hurt and deep down inside, she felt she was betrayed.
'Yeah, right! As if I have a right over him or something... there isn't anything going on between us and... damn it! Why do I feel jealous if that's the case?' Her head ached searching for answers she just couldn't seem to find. Sakura sighed aloud as Syaoran's yells were finally gone and God, was she thankful.
These past few days, she's been getting close with Li Syaoran. He was caring to her and all, but still she still thinks that fully trusting him is a risk, and so she won't go that far. When she goes home, everything would return to normal and that includes her not being with Syaoran. So what's the point of building a relationship now? She can't afford to have a broken heart when she gets home. Not that she likes him or anything like that...
'Of course you like him...' A voice in her said.
Sakura suddenly jumped in bed and hit her head with her hand in frustration. Everything was so confusing and she couldn't believe that she isn't even sure of her feelings for that moron! As Sakura sat back up in bed, she fell out from the comfortable blankets and pillows surrounding the bed. She decided that a hot shower would make her feel better, hoping it would also help her clear her head. She opened the tap for the shower and used her favorite soap on herself. It was refreshing at first, but as time passed by... her mind began to drift away from the soothing rhythm of the water hitting her skin, back to a certain amber-eyed guy she was thinking of just minutes ago. She growled under her breath in defeat and shook her head as if to erase his image from her mind. 'Ok, so not even a nice hot shower can clear my thoughts... but what am I supposed to do?'
Sakura decided to spend the night in her room. She would answer their questions tomorrow, but for now, she really needed some sleep. She dressed herself with her pajamas and exited the bathroom.
"I can see you're already refreshed. Maybe we could talk now," a man's deep and hard voice said.
Sakura definitely didn't need to see him to confirm that it was Syaoran. As she lifted her eyes, she saw him sitting at the edge of her bed.
"How the heck did you get here?!" Sakura asked wide-eyed.
Syaoran did not answer verbally. Instead, he lifted his hand to show her keys. "Sakura..."
"What do you want to talk about?" Sakura asked, trying to act as casual as possible. She walked past him and sat on the couch. During her bath, she planned to get into bed and get some sleep, or at least try. But since he was sitting in there, she decided she should keep some distance from him and get herself distracted by some magazines in the room.
"Ok... what you saw a while ago..." Syaoran trailed off, beginning to explain.
"Oh that? Oh it was alright for me. I was just... you know, um, surprised? That's it... surprised." Sakura watched him before turning her gaze back to the magazine, flipping the page even though she couldn't seem to concentrate on the magazine. Her gaze always seemed to shift to him from the corner of her eye. She just really wanted him to go away, leaving the questions for tomorrow. But apparently, he wanted to tell her more.
"But I want explain... it was so embarrassing. You even saw me in that position twice and..." Syaoran began as Sakura looked up at him again. Almost immediately, Sakura shifted her attention again to the magazine she was holding.
"No... whatever it is, I have no say to anything you do in your life. After all, who am I to you, right?" Sakura interrupted.
Syaoran stood up from the bed and walked towards her. "Really? You don't care about anything I do?" Syaoran asked, now towering over her, but she decided to ignore him, still flipping through that same magazine. To her great displeasure she found that it was almost finished and began to mentally curse the editors for making such few pages. 'This magazine kind of looks funny...' Sakura thought to herself but mentally shrugged it off.
"Yes," she answered, trying to steady her voice, and yet she was failing miserably.
"Then why did you run away and lock yourself for almost two hours just for the sake of avoiding me?" Syaoran smirked.
"I... I was afraid that you be mad at me and shout at me for interrupting such 'business'. And besides, I locked myself here because I am not feeling good... that's it," Sakura tried to convince, but at this too, she was failing miserably.
"Why are you so nervous? I was just asking you a few questions... after all, you are obliged to answer because you are still my employee," Syaoran asked her, the smirk never leaving his face.
"Ha! Nervous?! I... Who's nervous? Not me..." Sakura glared, looking him straight in the eyes.
"Really? Then why are you holding the magazine upside down?" Syaoran asked, gesturing to the magazine.
Sakura realized that she indeed holding the magazine upside down, blushing a hundred shades of red. 'Oh my god! He's not the moron! I am!'
Syaoran laughed at the look in her face. 'She's really cute when she's like that.'
"The nerve of you to laugh at me! You know, why don't you go and bother someone else... there's your lover Naomi... why don't you just go to her? She'd be happy if you'd do that you know..." Sakura remarked through gritted teeth as she threw the magazine back on the small table beside her.
"Nah, you're far more entertaining than her" he said once more as he continued laughing.
"Oh really? But I can't entertain you as much as she can... as you can see I'm only a little girl. I can't play the games she plays," Sakura said with a deeper meaning.
Syaoran immediately ceased to laugh. He can't believe she said that. There must be something in it like... jealousy. He decided to get more information out of her.
"You're jealous aren't you?" Syaoran asked her. He's now sitting in the couch next to her with arms outstretched.
Sakura suddenly tensed up. Her body's not acting so normal. 'When did I start feeling this way towards him? Only now, right? No. Maybe I already felt it before but then chose to ignore it.' She looked at him and saw his playful smile. She's now actually used to it and she knows he's up to something when he does that. Sakura then finally noticed the small plaster in Syaoran's head. She looked at him with full concern.
"Where did you get that?" She asked with a soft tone, touching his forehead lightly, the previous question temporarily forgotten. Syaoran was surprised she only noticed now. He saw the look in her eyes and he was touched by the way it showed care for him. Since that's the case, he made up his mind that he'd give her something to be guilty about.
"Ouch! Don't touch it... It hurts," Syaoran feigned, wincing. Sakura then jerked back her fingers and soothed him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't know..." Sakura apologized repeatedly.
"Yeah, it's fine now. I got it when you slammed the door on me, idiot!" Syaoran exclaimed playfully.
"What?! Why didn't you tell me?" Sakura asked bewildered.
"How was I supposed to tell you when you wouldn't allow me to come inside?" Syaoran retorted and smirked when they both knew he had a point.
"Oh right! But..."
Syaoran smiled at himself in victory. 'Now, I really shouldn't let her escape my question from awhile ago, should I?'
"So, you haven't answered my question a while ago. Are you jealous of her?" He asked. Sakura was caught off guard. 'Damn him for asking the question!' "No way! Why would I?" Sakura snapped at him.
"Does that mean I could go to her whenever I like?" Syaoran asked like a little child.
"Whatever... it doesn't matter anyway. As long as she could fulfill your hormonal desires then so be it..." Sakura mocked.
"Do you think I'm that kind of man, Sakura? Ouch, that hurts especially when it came from someone like you..." Syaoran mocked a face full of hurt.
Sakura just rolled her eyes. "Stop joking around! I'm serious about what I said," she tried hard to make herself sound serious.
Syaoran noticed the change in her voice. "Holy crap! I can't believe you actually still think of me like that!" He exclaimed for real this time, getting angry with her for thinking of him in the wrong way.
"Can't blame a girl like me for jumping into conclusions, especially when the all the proof is right in front of me." Sakura answered him with full of courage. She needed that to cover up for her fear.
"Damn it, Sakura!" Syaoran slammed hand in the other side of Sakura, resulting in her being trapped by his body. "I can't believe that all this time... you still think of me that way! I've done everything for you to trust me, but what do I get? Nothing but an ungrateful bitch like you!"
Sakura's eyes widened. 'What did he just call me?' And with that furious thought, she attempted to stand up but failed when he pushed her back in place. "You!"
"You stay here! I'm not done with you yet!" Syaoran ordered. "You can't judge me just because I'm a player. It's true that I've had countless encounters with women... but I respect women, Sakura. I act according to want they want, not only what I desire..."
Syaoran explained with such a forceful tone, it almost made Sakura shudder. Sakura could only stare at him. Their sparring had ended up into a serious argument.
"On the other hand, if that's what you think... why don't you let me show you how 'disrespectful' I am to women..." he sarcastically said. With that, he leaned down to Sakura and began his advances towards her. His eyes immediately caught her red lips and can't help but want to taste it.
Sakura knew what he was doing. And her inner self is battling whether to give in or not. She was going to resist when suddenly, she felt his lips into hers. She couldn't sense anything any longer. Her eyes closed and all she could do was feel the sensation of his lips on hers, mingling softly yet firmly. So, much to her distaste for his 'player' attitude, she knew she liked the feeling. To her disappointment, the chaste kiss was over before she knew it. Syaoran suddenly just released her as if he got to his senses. Sakura was still stunned by the sudden actions on his part and hers.
Syaoran stood. "I...I'm very... um... sorry. That wasn't supposed to happen. You must think of me as a jerk right now after that. I won't blame you. I'm sorry. I... I'm leaving," and with that he left.
Sakura just stared at him as he said those words. "What the hell had just happened? Oh my god! The jerk! Oh my... I looked like a fool out there bending into his will. Damn you Li Syaoran! Damn you for making me feel this way!" What was she feeling? She went to her bed to try and get some sleep. Unfortunately, sleep wasn't kind enough to come. All she could think about was him and she couldn't understand what it was about him that made her want to be with him all the time. 'Oh please... give me a break!' And she broke down to tears due to the confusion.
To be continued...
A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the late update... I had a lot of things to do! But, so much for that... at least I updated, right? The next step right now is for you to read and review for my chapter. Please review!
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