Hey there. New chapter up. Hope it didn't take too long. Enjoy
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The night was pitch black, but the darkness that enveloped the
person standing at the corner of the block was somewhat blacker.
Seeing Sakura sprawled on the pavement brought a string of
incoherent curses from its mouth.
'This is not supposed to happen.' It thought.
Acting quickly, the figure revealed itself, though not much
could be seen through the black material covering its body.
However, what could be seen that this person was not a man. This
person was a woman.
In addition, due to their greedy lust, this person led the two
men off Sakura.
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Sakura lay on the pavement, cold and scared. She didn't know
what had just happened, but she was thankful that it did. She
was thankful that nothing serious had happened to her in the
hands of those men. She was also thankful for the woman that
saved her.
Fixing her clothes, Sakura got up. Laying a hand on the wall
beside her to steady herself, she found herself looking into the
worried eyes of Syaoran. The next thing she knew she was swept
into a ferocious hug.
"Syaoran!" She cried, then it all came out. Her fear, her anger,
her confusion. Clutching Syaoran's shirt, Sakura cried until she
couldn't cry anymore.
All the while, Syaoran clutched her to him, afraid that if he
let go, something terrible would happen again. He would never
forgive himself for what happened just now. Grabbing both her
shoulders, he pushed her away from him and inspected her.
"Did they hurt you Sakura? Did they touch you?"
Pushing back the tears that were welling up in Sakura's eyes she
shook her head. "They tore my shirt," she indicated the shredded
cloth, "but they didn't do anything else."
Then, suddenly remembering the woman who saved her, Sakura
looked over Syaoran's shoulder, only to find no one in sight.
Syaoran turned around to see what Sakura was looking at and,
seeing nothing there, he peered curiously at Sakura but said
nothing of it.
Sakura was getting cold and she decided that she would go home.
Just as she was about to say this to Syaoran, he said, "My place
is closer so we can go there first and then I'll drop you off at
your house."
Sakura was glad for the excuse not to go home. The last thing
that she needed was to explain what had happened to her dad and
brother.
Nodding, she followed Syaoran back to his house.
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Back in Syaoran's apartment, Sakura stopped and surveyed the
area.
Almost every piece of furniture was green. Green couch, green
carpet, green wallpaper – and there wasn't a piece of garbage in
sight.
She was surprised that this man, her teacher, could live so
untidily. Picturing herself in his situation brought a small
smile to her face. There would be a pile of dirty clothes in one
corner, a pile of underwear in another, and jackets and sweaters
strewn across every piece of furniture in the room.
Walking over to sit on the green couch, Sakura watched Syaoran
disappear in his room, which was just as green as the rest of
the apartment, and came out carrying a green shirt.
He walked over to Sakura and gave her the shirt. "Here. You can
change into this. If you need anything, I'll be in the kitchen
making some soup."
Taking the shirt Sakura asked, "You cook?"
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Syaoran replied, "Yes, I
cook."
Sakura raised her eyebrows.
"Okay, sometimes I get take out."
Sakura laughed and got up and went to Syaoran's room. After
closing the door she changed into Syaoran's shirt and came back
out of the room.
Once again sitting on the couch, Sakura started to think. What
had just happened to her? She had just escaped from a horrible
situation, one that no one would want to be caught in – and yet,
she had just laughed.
'But that's the effect that Syaoran has on me.' Sakura thought.
'He makes me feel happy, even when I'm supposed to feel sad.'
Sakura hugged herself. 'Is this love?' Sakura shook her head.
'No. I can't be in love with my teacher . . .'
'Why not?' A little voice in the back of her head answered back.
'Well, because, he's my teacher. Isn't it against the law or
something?' She answered back.
'Who's says? Besides, what people don't know won't hurt them . .
.'
Sakura was snapped out of her thoughts when Syaoran called out
to her. "Do you feel like having noodles?" He peeked out from
behind the kitchen door.
Sakura couldn't help but giggle and nod and Syaoran's face grew
warm. She got up from her place on the couch and walked over the
boiling pot of soup in the kitchen.
"Mmm . . . smells good . . ." Sakura mumbled.
She quickly turned around to look at a red-faced Syaoran. "Need
any help?" Sakura was all but bouncing on her feet by now,
completely forgetting about the incident that happened a little
more than 15 minutes ago.
"Um . . ." Syaoran felt himself about to stammer an answer. But
stopping himself, he said calmly, "You can get some of the
vegetables from the fridge and cut them up and then put them in
the pot after."
"Okay." Sakura skipped to the fridge and took out some
vegetables, humming a little tune under her breath.
'What has gotten into me?' Syaoran asked himself as he stared at
Sakura's back. 'Usually I'm in control of everything that
happens to and around me. Yet now, because of one little girl,
that visage has crumbled.' Syaoran sighed to himself and turned
back to the noodles.
'Sakura, what have you done to me?'
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"So, you're almost done with high school. Have you decided what
university you're gonna go to?"
"Well, I think that I'm going to go to the University of Hong
Kong. Cause they offered me a scholarship there." Sakura
answered.
"A scholarship? Academic? No way!" Syaoran countered as he
dropped his chopsticks.
Sakura and Syaoran were now both sitting at the dinner table
eating the noodles and soup that they had made a couple of
minutes earlier.
"What?" An indignant Sakura replied as she blew on her noodles.
"Is an academic scholarship for me so hard to believe?"
"As a matter of fact," Syaoran started, but was cut off by
Sakura.
"Don't answer that."
"Fine, but seriously, did you get and academic scholarship?"
Syaoran questioned.
"No," Sakura paused at the smirk on Syaoran's face. "But that's
because I didn't apply for one." Sakura stuck her tongue out at
him.
Syaoran raised an eyebrow at her and rolled his eyes. "17 years
old and still acting like a child. Tsk tsk. I would have
expected a lot more from you Sakura."
Now it was Sakura's turn to roll her eyes. "So what about you?
Are you going to teach for the rest of your life?"
"Well," answered a rather surprised Syaoran, "I'm going to find
myself a wife that I can settle down with, have a few kids, and
then maybe I'll go into early retirement."
Sakura slurped down some soup. "Early retirement? Then how will
you make your money?"
"I come from a rich family." Syaoran answered casually as he
finished off his soup.
'How can he say that like it's no big deal?' Sakura thought as
Syaoran went to the kitchen to wash his bowl. 'When there're so
many poor people dying out there in the world.'
Sakura finished off her soup and carried the bowl to the sink
right beside Syaoran. 'At least he works for a living.'
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"Hurry up Sakura! I want to get you home before 11!"
Sakura rushed into Syaoran's room and picked up her shirt that
she left in there. 'This feels like a date.' She thought. 'Ha!
Yeah right, like that will ever happen.' Sighing, Sakura rushed
out of the apartment door and almost banged into Syaoran.
"Whoa there. Don't go so fast pretty lady. I still have to lock
the door." Syaoran said.
Sakura felt herself going warm at his endearment. 'Dammit. When
will this ever end?'
Suddenly Syaoran turned around and Sakura found herself very
close to him. She could feel his breath on her face and
apparently, he started to lean closer towards her. Sakura
decided to do the same. 'OMIGOD OMIGOD!! He's going to kiss me!!
He's going to kiss me!!'
When their lips met, it was like a big jolt went through Sakura
and she opened her mouth to make the kiss deeper as she wrapped
her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. She was
vaguely aware that Syaoran's arm had snaked around her waist,
but she was too lost in the kiss to care. Her kisses with Sora
had never felt like this.
Then she felt Syaoran pull away from her and look deeply into
her eyes. She felt confused and sad. Why did he end the kiss?
Did she do something wrong? Did he not feel the jolt she felt
when they kissed?
Gradually Syaoran brought his thumb up to her face and caressed
her lips, then abruptly walked past her to the parking lot.
Sakura could not have felt any worse than she felt right then.
She felt like she was drowning in a sea of sorrow and there was
no way out. Subsequently Sakura felt tears come to her eyes but
pushed them back and followed Syaoran to his green car.
After getting in, the ride back was quiet, only broken with the
sounds of vehicle.
Sakura was very pensive, staring out the window but not seeing a
thing.
The car stopped when they reached Sakura's house. Sakura just
got out and closed the door. When she reached the doorstep, she
looked back at Syaoran only to see him staring back at her. She
blushed and stepped inside the house. Thankfully, there was no
one up at the time so Sakura snuck back to her room and went to
bed, still thinking about that amazingly wonderful kiss that
Syaoran had given her . . .
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Syaoran sat in the car for a long time before he decided to go
back home. Why did he just kiss Sakura? But seeing that look on
her face, she probably like it too.
'Well of course. No one can resist me!' Thought Syaoran,
mentally laughing. He had just kissed the girl he liked. And she
liked it too! Now all that was left to do was to talk to her in
class the next day.
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Sakura was very tempted to stay at home and not go to school.
After remembering what happened to her last night, she couldn't
bear to face her teacher.
Sakura decided to stay in bed and pulled the covers over her
head. With any luck, her brother and father wouldn't notice.
But Lady Luck wasn't on her side today.
"Hey kaijuu. What's the matter? Did you kiss the guy that you
like and did he realize what a monster you are?" Touya was
standing in the doorframe with his arms crossed. He was dressed
in his school uniform with an apron over top of it.
Sakura couldn't stop the tears that came to her eyes. Was she
really a monster? Was that why Syaoran stepped away from her?
Was she ugly? Did she kiss badly? Was there something wrong with
her? Without realizing it, Sakura let a small sob escape from
her throat.
Touya, now concerned, walked over to her bed and slowly wrenched
the covers away from Sakura, only to see her in a mess. Her hair
was sprawled across the pillow and her face was red with tears
running down it.
"Is it your teacher?" Touya asked. When Sakura didn't say
anything his face distorted in anger and he said, "I'll kill
him."
Sakura sniffed. "What makes you think that it's him?" Getting a
bit miffed at her brother's persistence.
"Oh I don't know," He said. "Maybe it's the way you looked at
him in the hospital . . ."
Sakura blushed.
"Or maybe the way you talk about him in your sleep . . ."
Sakura gasped. "I do not!!" She picked up a pillow and threw it
at him.
Touya ran out of the room laughing.
Getting out of bed, Sakura decided that she'd go to school.
'Besides,' She thought, 'I don't have to talk to him anyway.'
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Sakura kept her eyes focused on anywhere but her teacher. She
found it really hard to look at Syaoran without blushing madly.
When the bell finally rang, Sakura was the first to reach the
door. But she stopped when a voice called out to her.
"Kinomoto, I would like you to stay after class."
A sense of dread washed over Sakura as she watched Tomoyo and
Eriol walk out the door looking at her curiously.
Turning around, she faced Syaoran, sitting at his desk, and once
again looked at anything but him.
"Sakura-" Syaoran started, but stopped when he saw the look of
dread in her eyes. Clearing his throat, he continued, "About
last night-"
He stopped again when he saw tears welling up in Sakura's eyes.
"Why did you pull away?" She asked quietly.
Syaoran knew exactly what she meant, but decided to play
ignorant. "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean!" The rising anger in her voice did not go
unnoticed.
Syaoran looked her squarely in the eye. This conversation was
not going the way he planned. "Look, Sakura, I won't deny that I
like you, a lot. But you're my student, and I am your teacher.
You could get expelled. I don't want to ruin your future for my
selfish wants."
"But I want you too . . ." She whispered, and then she leaned
across the desk and kissed him passionately.
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Mina Wang grew more angry the more she thought about what
happened. Yes, she had seen and heard it all. The confession,
the tears, the kiss. The long, passionate kiss. She knew that
there was something going on between the student and Syaoran,
but she decided to let nature take its own course. Wrong move.
Now Syaoran had fallen in love with the student. Never mind the
law, never mind his job. It was ok, even if it was for some
stupid crush.
'Well,' Mina thought, 'your crush, your stupid silly crush will
be the very end of you, Syaoran. You will pay, even if I have to
suffer, you will pay.'
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Ok, next chapter up. Like I said, I hope I didn't keep you guys
waiting for too long. This will probably be the fourth or fifth
chapter till the end. So I hope you guys are enjoying it so far.
WANTED: A beta reader. One who will return my beta-ed chapters
as soon as possible and give me ideas and opinionated remarks.
Thanks for all your support you guys. I really appreciate it.
Lotz a luv.
*~Foodie~*
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The night was pitch black, but the darkness that enveloped the
person standing at the corner of the block was somewhat blacker.
Seeing Sakura sprawled on the pavement brought a string of
incoherent curses from its mouth.
'This is not supposed to happen.' It thought.
Acting quickly, the figure revealed itself, though not much
could be seen through the black material covering its body.
However, what could be seen that this person was not a man. This
person was a woman.
In addition, due to their greedy lust, this person led the two
men off Sakura.
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Sakura lay on the pavement, cold and scared. She didn't know
what had just happened, but she was thankful that it did. She
was thankful that nothing serious had happened to her in the
hands of those men. She was also thankful for the woman that
saved her.
Fixing her clothes, Sakura got up. Laying a hand on the wall
beside her to steady herself, she found herself looking into the
worried eyes of Syaoran. The next thing she knew she was swept
into a ferocious hug.
"Syaoran!" She cried, then it all came out. Her fear, her anger,
her confusion. Clutching Syaoran's shirt, Sakura cried until she
couldn't cry anymore.
All the while, Syaoran clutched her to him, afraid that if he
let go, something terrible would happen again. He would never
forgive himself for what happened just now. Grabbing both her
shoulders, he pushed her away from him and inspected her.
"Did they hurt you Sakura? Did they touch you?"
Pushing back the tears that were welling up in Sakura's eyes she
shook her head. "They tore my shirt," she indicated the shredded
cloth, "but they didn't do anything else."
Then, suddenly remembering the woman who saved her, Sakura
looked over Syaoran's shoulder, only to find no one in sight.
Syaoran turned around to see what Sakura was looking at and,
seeing nothing there, he peered curiously at Sakura but said
nothing of it.
Sakura was getting cold and she decided that she would go home.
Just as she was about to say this to Syaoran, he said, "My place
is closer so we can go there first and then I'll drop you off at
your house."
Sakura was glad for the excuse not to go home. The last thing
that she needed was to explain what had happened to her dad and
brother.
Nodding, she followed Syaoran back to his house.
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Back in Syaoran's apartment, Sakura stopped and surveyed the
area.
Almost every piece of furniture was green. Green couch, green
carpet, green wallpaper – and there wasn't a piece of garbage in
sight.
She was surprised that this man, her teacher, could live so
untidily. Picturing herself in his situation brought a small
smile to her face. There would be a pile of dirty clothes in one
corner, a pile of underwear in another, and jackets and sweaters
strewn across every piece of furniture in the room.
Walking over to sit on the green couch, Sakura watched Syaoran
disappear in his room, which was just as green as the rest of
the apartment, and came out carrying a green shirt.
He walked over to Sakura and gave her the shirt. "Here. You can
change into this. If you need anything, I'll be in the kitchen
making some soup."
Taking the shirt Sakura asked, "You cook?"
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Syaoran replied, "Yes, I
cook."
Sakura raised her eyebrows.
"Okay, sometimes I get take out."
Sakura laughed and got up and went to Syaoran's room. After
closing the door she changed into Syaoran's shirt and came back
out of the room.
Once again sitting on the couch, Sakura started to think. What
had just happened to her? She had just escaped from a horrible
situation, one that no one would want to be caught in – and yet,
she had just laughed.
'But that's the effect that Syaoran has on me.' Sakura thought.
'He makes me feel happy, even when I'm supposed to feel sad.'
Sakura hugged herself. 'Is this love?' Sakura shook her head.
'No. I can't be in love with my teacher . . .'
'Why not?' A little voice in the back of her head answered back.
'Well, because, he's my teacher. Isn't it against the law or
something?' She answered back.
'Who's says? Besides, what people don't know won't hurt them . .
.'
Sakura was snapped out of her thoughts when Syaoran called out
to her. "Do you feel like having noodles?" He peeked out from
behind the kitchen door.
Sakura couldn't help but giggle and nod and Syaoran's face grew
warm. She got up from her place on the couch and walked over the
boiling pot of soup in the kitchen.
"Mmm . . . smells good . . ." Sakura mumbled.
She quickly turned around to look at a red-faced Syaoran. "Need
any help?" Sakura was all but bouncing on her feet by now,
completely forgetting about the incident that happened a little
more than 15 minutes ago.
"Um . . ." Syaoran felt himself about to stammer an answer. But
stopping himself, he said calmly, "You can get some of the
vegetables from the fridge and cut them up and then put them in
the pot after."
"Okay." Sakura skipped to the fridge and took out some
vegetables, humming a little tune under her breath.
'What has gotten into me?' Syaoran asked himself as he stared at
Sakura's back. 'Usually I'm in control of everything that
happens to and around me. Yet now, because of one little girl,
that visage has crumbled.' Syaoran sighed to himself and turned
back to the noodles.
'Sakura, what have you done to me?'
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"So, you're almost done with high school. Have you decided what
university you're gonna go to?"
"Well, I think that I'm going to go to the University of Hong
Kong. Cause they offered me a scholarship there." Sakura
answered.
"A scholarship? Academic? No way!" Syaoran countered as he
dropped his chopsticks.
Sakura and Syaoran were now both sitting at the dinner table
eating the noodles and soup that they had made a couple of
minutes earlier.
"What?" An indignant Sakura replied as she blew on her noodles.
"Is an academic scholarship for me so hard to believe?"
"As a matter of fact," Syaoran started, but was cut off by
Sakura.
"Don't answer that."
"Fine, but seriously, did you get and academic scholarship?"
Syaoran questioned.
"No," Sakura paused at the smirk on Syaoran's face. "But that's
because I didn't apply for one." Sakura stuck her tongue out at
him.
Syaoran raised an eyebrow at her and rolled his eyes. "17 years
old and still acting like a child. Tsk tsk. I would have
expected a lot more from you Sakura."
Now it was Sakura's turn to roll her eyes. "So what about you?
Are you going to teach for the rest of your life?"
"Well," answered a rather surprised Syaoran, "I'm going to find
myself a wife that I can settle down with, have a few kids, and
then maybe I'll go into early retirement."
Sakura slurped down some soup. "Early retirement? Then how will
you make your money?"
"I come from a rich family." Syaoran answered casually as he
finished off his soup.
'How can he say that like it's no big deal?' Sakura thought as
Syaoran went to the kitchen to wash his bowl. 'When there're so
many poor people dying out there in the world.'
Sakura finished off her soup and carried the bowl to the sink
right beside Syaoran. 'At least he works for a living.'
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"Hurry up Sakura! I want to get you home before 11!"
Sakura rushed into Syaoran's room and picked up her shirt that
she left in there. 'This feels like a date.' She thought. 'Ha!
Yeah right, like that will ever happen.' Sighing, Sakura rushed
out of the apartment door and almost banged into Syaoran.
"Whoa there. Don't go so fast pretty lady. I still have to lock
the door." Syaoran said.
Sakura felt herself going warm at his endearment. 'Dammit. When
will this ever end?'
Suddenly Syaoran turned around and Sakura found herself very
close to him. She could feel his breath on her face and
apparently, he started to lean closer towards her. Sakura
decided to do the same. 'OMIGOD OMIGOD!! He's going to kiss me!!
He's going to kiss me!!'
When their lips met, it was like a big jolt went through Sakura
and she opened her mouth to make the kiss deeper as she wrapped
her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. She was
vaguely aware that Syaoran's arm had snaked around her waist,
but she was too lost in the kiss to care. Her kisses with Sora
had never felt like this.
Then she felt Syaoran pull away from her and look deeply into
her eyes. She felt confused and sad. Why did he end the kiss?
Did she do something wrong? Did he not feel the jolt she felt
when they kissed?
Gradually Syaoran brought his thumb up to her face and caressed
her lips, then abruptly walked past her to the parking lot.
Sakura could not have felt any worse than she felt right then.
She felt like she was drowning in a sea of sorrow and there was
no way out. Subsequently Sakura felt tears come to her eyes but
pushed them back and followed Syaoran to his green car.
After getting in, the ride back was quiet, only broken with the
sounds of vehicle.
Sakura was very pensive, staring out the window but not seeing a
thing.
The car stopped when they reached Sakura's house. Sakura just
got out and closed the door. When she reached the doorstep, she
looked back at Syaoran only to see him staring back at her. She
blushed and stepped inside the house. Thankfully, there was no
one up at the time so Sakura snuck back to her room and went to
bed, still thinking about that amazingly wonderful kiss that
Syaoran had given her . . .
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Syaoran sat in the car for a long time before he decided to go
back home. Why did he just kiss Sakura? But seeing that look on
her face, she probably like it too.
'Well of course. No one can resist me!' Thought Syaoran,
mentally laughing. He had just kissed the girl he liked. And she
liked it too! Now all that was left to do was to talk to her in
class the next day.
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Sakura was very tempted to stay at home and not go to school.
After remembering what happened to her last night, she couldn't
bear to face her teacher.
Sakura decided to stay in bed and pulled the covers over her
head. With any luck, her brother and father wouldn't notice.
But Lady Luck wasn't on her side today.
"Hey kaijuu. What's the matter? Did you kiss the guy that you
like and did he realize what a monster you are?" Touya was
standing in the doorframe with his arms crossed. He was dressed
in his school uniform with an apron over top of it.
Sakura couldn't stop the tears that came to her eyes. Was she
really a monster? Was that why Syaoran stepped away from her?
Was she ugly? Did she kiss badly? Was there something wrong with
her? Without realizing it, Sakura let a small sob escape from
her throat.
Touya, now concerned, walked over to her bed and slowly wrenched
the covers away from Sakura, only to see her in a mess. Her hair
was sprawled across the pillow and her face was red with tears
running down it.
"Is it your teacher?" Touya asked. When Sakura didn't say
anything his face distorted in anger and he said, "I'll kill
him."
Sakura sniffed. "What makes you think that it's him?" Getting a
bit miffed at her brother's persistence.
"Oh I don't know," He said. "Maybe it's the way you looked at
him in the hospital . . ."
Sakura blushed.
"Or maybe the way you talk about him in your sleep . . ."
Sakura gasped. "I do not!!" She picked up a pillow and threw it
at him.
Touya ran out of the room laughing.
Getting out of bed, Sakura decided that she'd go to school.
'Besides,' She thought, 'I don't have to talk to him anyway.'
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Sakura kept her eyes focused on anywhere but her teacher. She
found it really hard to look at Syaoran without blushing madly.
When the bell finally rang, Sakura was the first to reach the
door. But she stopped when a voice called out to her.
"Kinomoto, I would like you to stay after class."
A sense of dread washed over Sakura as she watched Tomoyo and
Eriol walk out the door looking at her curiously.
Turning around, she faced Syaoran, sitting at his desk, and once
again looked at anything but him.
"Sakura-" Syaoran started, but stopped when he saw the look of
dread in her eyes. Clearing his throat, he continued, "About
last night-"
He stopped again when he saw tears welling up in Sakura's eyes.
"Why did you pull away?" She asked quietly.
Syaoran knew exactly what she meant, but decided to play
ignorant. "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean!" The rising anger in her voice did not go
unnoticed.
Syaoran looked her squarely in the eye. This conversation was
not going the way he planned. "Look, Sakura, I won't deny that I
like you, a lot. But you're my student, and I am your teacher.
You could get expelled. I don't want to ruin your future for my
selfish wants."
"But I want you too . . ." She whispered, and then she leaned
across the desk and kissed him passionately.
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Mina Wang grew more angry the more she thought about what
happened. Yes, she had seen and heard it all. The confession,
the tears, the kiss. The long, passionate kiss. She knew that
there was something going on between the student and Syaoran,
but she decided to let nature take its own course. Wrong move.
Now Syaoran had fallen in love with the student. Never mind the
law, never mind his job. It was ok, even if it was for some
stupid crush.
'Well,' Mina thought, 'your crush, your stupid silly crush will
be the very end of you, Syaoran. You will pay, even if I have to
suffer, you will pay.'
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Ok, next chapter up. Like I said, I hope I didn't keep you guys
waiting for too long. This will probably be the fourth or fifth
chapter till the end. So I hope you guys are enjoying it so far.
WANTED: A beta reader. One who will return my beta-ed chapters
as soon as possible and give me ideas and opinionated remarks.
Thanks for all your support you guys. I really appreciate it.
Lotz a luv.
*~Foodie~*