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Rogue
Syaoran pulled to the side of the street and stopped the bike. He and Sakura got off, and Syaoran pressed a locking mechanism that latched onto the bike from the ground. Sakura looked at her surroundings, trying to get a bearing on where they were. It was cold out, and she had buried her face against Syaoran's back, this time much more comfortable than their first encounter.
Tall buildings lined both sides of the street. Like most of Tomoeda, there was no vegetation; there wasn't even a blade of grass growing in the cracks of the sidewalk. The lighting was very dim, and cast soft shadows on everything. Sakura looked up at Syaoran, who was standing with her. His face was partially covered in shadows created by the light hitting his bangs. Tall and confident, Sakura couldn't help but feel attracted to him.
'He's a complete stranger, Sakura. Don't be a slut.' Sakura chided herself. Syaoran glanced down at Sakura and watched her take in her surroundings, obviously lost.
"You're never going to be able to pinpoint where you are. Let's go inside, and I'll show you on a map." Syaoran said quietly, shaking Sakura out of her thoughts. Her high heels clacked against the cold concrete as she followed Syaoran into one tall building. They filed into an elevator, and Sakura stood silently beside him as they ascended.
"This is it." Syaoran announced as he took out a digital key. It looked like a small oval piece of plastic until he pushed the center. A flash of green laser shot from the disc, and the door clicked open. Syaoran ushered Sakura in, glancing behind him cautiously as he walked in behind her and locked the door.
The apartment Syaoran lived in was very modern for the time. There were no windows in the kitchen or living room, but there were panes of glass with water cascading in trickles positioned around the room. A leather couch and matching chair sat in front of the digital television, and the hardwood floor was covered mostly in thick green carpet.
"Isn't it kind of closed off without windows?" Sakura asked, walking around and rubbing her hands over her arms. Syaoran shrugged and motioned for her to follow him down the hall to his bedroom.
"That's why I spend most of my time here." Syaoran replied, opening the door to a grand bedroom. Sakura gasped lightly as she stepped into the room and looked around. It was almost as big as the living room. A massive four poster bed was against one wall, neatly pressed hunter green sheets covering it. The floor was oak, and shined with wax. There was a desk and a laptop in another corner, and some dressers. But what really attracted Sakura was the gigantic picture window facing the city.
"It's beautiful." Sakura murmured, walking over to the window quietly. Syaoran watched as Sakura looked out onto the sleeping city's twinkling lights. Even though she was wearing his shirt on her, and it looked like she was swimming in it, Syaoran admitted she looked extremely sexy standing there before him. She turned and met his gaze, then blushed.
"I'm sure this is something all the girls like." Sakura mused, walking past Syaoran and sitting on the chest at the foot of his bed. Syaoran shook his head and leaned against the wall opposite Sakura.
"I've never had a girl up here before. You're the first one." Syaoran answered. Sakura nodded; of course he wouldn't have strange girls up here. He was obviously up to something very secretive, and they would surely blow his cover. He probably went to their place.
"I see. Well, if you could spare a couple blankets, I can go sleep out on the couch." Sakura said, standing and walking out of Syaoran's room.
"I'll get you some clothes to sleep in. And you're not sleeping out on the couch." Syaoran called after Sakura as she walked out of the room. He grabbed a pair of shorts from his drawer and yet another large shirt for Sakura and started walking out with them.
Meanwhile, Sakura was exploring the apartment when she came across some photos on the mantle above the fireplace. There were six of them, all lined up perfectly straight. The first one Sakura saw was an older woman with silky black hair. She had a stern look on her pale face, and her eyes were dark and mysterious like Syaoran's.
'Must be his mother.' Sakura thought, moving from the first picture to the next ones. The next picture was of a young woman with the same dark hair as Syaoran's. It reached down to her lower back. She wore a yellow dress that was a Chinese style. Like the woman and Syaoran, she had the same ocher eyes. The next three pictures were young women who all resembled Syaoran and the other two women. One had a red dress and chin length hair, another had a green dress and a pixie haircut with a small ponytail trailing behind her. The last one had a blue dress and shoulder length hair. All of them had the same dark chestnut hair as Syaoran, and all possessed mostly the same features.
'Apparently this is his family.' Sakura mused to herself, moving to the last picture. She was confused to see a girl with long black hair and intense ruby eyes staring back at her. She also wore a Chinese styled dress, and looked to be about twenty years old. Before Sakura could draw a conclusion, she heard someone approach her from behind and whirled around, a look of shock and fright on her pretty face.
"What are you doing?" Syaoran asked, frowning. He tossed Sakura the clothes, and she caught them as they flew crazily at her. She took in a breath and looked into his eyes, noticing they had become very intense.
And very angry as well.
"I was just looking around. Who are these women?" Sakura asked nervously. Syaoran shifted uncomfortably and turned away from her.
"None of your business." Syaoran said quietly, his eyes softening slightly. Sakura looked down, then hurried past Syaoran back into his room to change for bed. Syaoran sighed heavily and ran his hand through his dark locks. He turned and glanced at the photos, feeling the pang of sorrow in his heart as he did.
Sakura threw Syaoran's shirt on over her body and sighed. She hadn't meant to pry; she didn't know Syaoran was so upset about her looking at those pictures. Who were those women? Obviously five of them were related to Syaoran. Was the last one his lover? Where were they? Sakura thought for a moment before Syaoran walked into the bedroom and closed the door. He scowled lightly at Sakura, who gulped. He walked over to the window and drew the shades across, blocking out the view.
"You don't mind if I sleep here too, do you? I figure we're adults." Syaoran said semi casually, grabbing a pair of boxers and a shirt and beginning to change. Sakura turned away, a blush heating her cheeks. What the hell!!!
"N-no. You're right. We're both adults." Sakura stammered. Syaoran smirked slightly and shook his head as he climbed into his bed.
"It's ok now, I'm not changing." Syaoran announced. Sakura turned to find him lying in the bed, and approached slowly. She climbed up into the soft comfortable cradle and felt herself sink in the softness. Sakura distanced herself slightly from Syaoran; she had never shared a bed with someone before, and to be honest she was nervous as hell. Syaoran could sense her apprehension and moved closer.
"It's ok. Nothing's going to happen if you don't want it to." Syaoran whispered. Sakura nodded, her eyes closed. Syaoran lightly draped an arm across Sakura's stomach, and she turned to face him. Their noses only a few inches apart, Sakura and Syaoran moved closer together. Their bodies touched, and Sakura felt a tingle through her spine. She rested her hand against Syaoran's chest gently, and felt his heart beating rapidly.
'Is he as nervous as I am?'
Syaoran couldn't stop thinking about what was happening. He was in bed with a girl for the very first time. His heart was racing; was she this nervous?! He opened his eyes to find Sakura looking at his face carefully, scrutinizing every detail. She brushed his bangs out of his face and he shivered at her touch.
'Apparently she's not.'
Their eyes melted together as they stared at each other, unable to break their gaze. Here they were, all alone in a bed, obviously attracted to each other. Their hearts racing at a frenzied pace, their chests rising and falling with each breath they took. They couldn't speak; they could only stare into the abyss that was the other's eyes. Syaoran was holding Sakura in his arms, his hand resting on the small of her back; Sakura's hand was still resting on his chest.
'Forget it. I don't care how nervous I am.' Syaoran thought as he leaned forward and captured Sakura's lips with his.
*Yikes! What do you all think is going to happen? Is Sakura going to break away from Syaoran, or will she give in? Watch out for the next chapter, it'll probably be out on Sunday like usual! Now don't just sit there, don't click the back button, REVIEW! Muah!!*
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Rogue
Syaoran pulled to the side of the street and stopped the bike. He and Sakura got off, and Syaoran pressed a locking mechanism that latched onto the bike from the ground. Sakura looked at her surroundings, trying to get a bearing on where they were. It was cold out, and she had buried her face against Syaoran's back, this time much more comfortable than their first encounter.
Tall buildings lined both sides of the street. Like most of Tomoeda, there was no vegetation; there wasn't even a blade of grass growing in the cracks of the sidewalk. The lighting was very dim, and cast soft shadows on everything. Sakura looked up at Syaoran, who was standing with her. His face was partially covered in shadows created by the light hitting his bangs. Tall and confident, Sakura couldn't help but feel attracted to him.
'He's a complete stranger, Sakura. Don't be a slut.' Sakura chided herself. Syaoran glanced down at Sakura and watched her take in her surroundings, obviously lost.
"You're never going to be able to pinpoint where you are. Let's go inside, and I'll show you on a map." Syaoran said quietly, shaking Sakura out of her thoughts. Her high heels clacked against the cold concrete as she followed Syaoran into one tall building. They filed into an elevator, and Sakura stood silently beside him as they ascended.
"This is it." Syaoran announced as he took out a digital key. It looked like a small oval piece of plastic until he pushed the center. A flash of green laser shot from the disc, and the door clicked open. Syaoran ushered Sakura in, glancing behind him cautiously as he walked in behind her and locked the door.
The apartment Syaoran lived in was very modern for the time. There were no windows in the kitchen or living room, but there were panes of glass with water cascading in trickles positioned around the room. A leather couch and matching chair sat in front of the digital television, and the hardwood floor was covered mostly in thick green carpet.
"Isn't it kind of closed off without windows?" Sakura asked, walking around and rubbing her hands over her arms. Syaoran shrugged and motioned for her to follow him down the hall to his bedroom.
"That's why I spend most of my time here." Syaoran replied, opening the door to a grand bedroom. Sakura gasped lightly as she stepped into the room and looked around. It was almost as big as the living room. A massive four poster bed was against one wall, neatly pressed hunter green sheets covering it. The floor was oak, and shined with wax. There was a desk and a laptop in another corner, and some dressers. But what really attracted Sakura was the gigantic picture window facing the city.
"It's beautiful." Sakura murmured, walking over to the window quietly. Syaoran watched as Sakura looked out onto the sleeping city's twinkling lights. Even though she was wearing his shirt on her, and it looked like she was swimming in it, Syaoran admitted she looked extremely sexy standing there before him. She turned and met his gaze, then blushed.
"I'm sure this is something all the girls like." Sakura mused, walking past Syaoran and sitting on the chest at the foot of his bed. Syaoran shook his head and leaned against the wall opposite Sakura.
"I've never had a girl up here before. You're the first one." Syaoran answered. Sakura nodded; of course he wouldn't have strange girls up here. He was obviously up to something very secretive, and they would surely blow his cover. He probably went to their place.
"I see. Well, if you could spare a couple blankets, I can go sleep out on the couch." Sakura said, standing and walking out of Syaoran's room.
"I'll get you some clothes to sleep in. And you're not sleeping out on the couch." Syaoran called after Sakura as she walked out of the room. He grabbed a pair of shorts from his drawer and yet another large shirt for Sakura and started walking out with them.
Meanwhile, Sakura was exploring the apartment when she came across some photos on the mantle above the fireplace. There were six of them, all lined up perfectly straight. The first one Sakura saw was an older woman with silky black hair. She had a stern look on her pale face, and her eyes were dark and mysterious like Syaoran's.
'Must be his mother.' Sakura thought, moving from the first picture to the next ones. The next picture was of a young woman with the same dark hair as Syaoran's. It reached down to her lower back. She wore a yellow dress that was a Chinese style. Like the woman and Syaoran, she had the same ocher eyes. The next three pictures were young women who all resembled Syaoran and the other two women. One had a red dress and chin length hair, another had a green dress and a pixie haircut with a small ponytail trailing behind her. The last one had a blue dress and shoulder length hair. All of them had the same dark chestnut hair as Syaoran, and all possessed mostly the same features.
'Apparently this is his family.' Sakura mused to herself, moving to the last picture. She was confused to see a girl with long black hair and intense ruby eyes staring back at her. She also wore a Chinese styled dress, and looked to be about twenty years old. Before Sakura could draw a conclusion, she heard someone approach her from behind and whirled around, a look of shock and fright on her pretty face.
"What are you doing?" Syaoran asked, frowning. He tossed Sakura the clothes, and she caught them as they flew crazily at her. She took in a breath and looked into his eyes, noticing they had become very intense.
And very angry as well.
"I was just looking around. Who are these women?" Sakura asked nervously. Syaoran shifted uncomfortably and turned away from her.
"None of your business." Syaoran said quietly, his eyes softening slightly. Sakura looked down, then hurried past Syaoran back into his room to change for bed. Syaoran sighed heavily and ran his hand through his dark locks. He turned and glanced at the photos, feeling the pang of sorrow in his heart as he did.
Sakura threw Syaoran's shirt on over her body and sighed. She hadn't meant to pry; she didn't know Syaoran was so upset about her looking at those pictures. Who were those women? Obviously five of them were related to Syaoran. Was the last one his lover? Where were they? Sakura thought for a moment before Syaoran walked into the bedroom and closed the door. He scowled lightly at Sakura, who gulped. He walked over to the window and drew the shades across, blocking out the view.
"You don't mind if I sleep here too, do you? I figure we're adults." Syaoran said semi casually, grabbing a pair of boxers and a shirt and beginning to change. Sakura turned away, a blush heating her cheeks. What the hell!!!
"N-no. You're right. We're both adults." Sakura stammered. Syaoran smirked slightly and shook his head as he climbed into his bed.
"It's ok now, I'm not changing." Syaoran announced. Sakura turned to find him lying in the bed, and approached slowly. She climbed up into the soft comfortable cradle and felt herself sink in the softness. Sakura distanced herself slightly from Syaoran; she had never shared a bed with someone before, and to be honest she was nervous as hell. Syaoran could sense her apprehension and moved closer.
"It's ok. Nothing's going to happen if you don't want it to." Syaoran whispered. Sakura nodded, her eyes closed. Syaoran lightly draped an arm across Sakura's stomach, and she turned to face him. Their noses only a few inches apart, Sakura and Syaoran moved closer together. Their bodies touched, and Sakura felt a tingle through her spine. She rested her hand against Syaoran's chest gently, and felt his heart beating rapidly.
'Is he as nervous as I am?'
Syaoran couldn't stop thinking about what was happening. He was in bed with a girl for the very first time. His heart was racing; was she this nervous?! He opened his eyes to find Sakura looking at his face carefully, scrutinizing every detail. She brushed his bangs out of his face and he shivered at her touch.
'Apparently she's not.'
Their eyes melted together as they stared at each other, unable to break their gaze. Here they were, all alone in a bed, obviously attracted to each other. Their hearts racing at a frenzied pace, their chests rising and falling with each breath they took. They couldn't speak; they could only stare into the abyss that was the other's eyes. Syaoran was holding Sakura in his arms, his hand resting on the small of her back; Sakura's hand was still resting on his chest.
'Forget it. I don't care how nervous I am.' Syaoran thought as he leaned forward and captured Sakura's lips with his.
*Yikes! What do you all think is going to happen? Is Sakura going to break away from Syaoran, or will she give in? Watch out for the next chapter, it'll probably be out on Sunday like usual! Now don't just sit there, don't click the back button, REVIEW! Muah!!*