Chapter 11-Amazing Kiss
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I was an idiot. Scrap that. I AM an idiot. I am a moron, a pratt, a jerk an un-self controlled bastard who doesn't deserve to live.
The second I opened the door to that slut, I knew I was in deep trouble but, I didn't say no, I didn't throw her out. No. Me being the jackass that I am, I let her in!
"Who do you love?" She had asked me, stealthily undressing herself while was getting some coffee.
"Hmmm?"
She repeated the question as I handed her the mug, trying my hardest not to notice the fact that she was in her underwear.
I
shrugged my shoulders when she had asked that. Then, before I knew it,
we were leaning in to each other. I could feel her breath on my face as
our lips got closer and closer...
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The minute Sakura had entered her house, she fell onto the sofa. Once again, no one was in and the loneliness was crippling her. She needed someone to talk to. But Who?
She couldn't speak to Tomoyo. Not after what had happened.
Sakura's stomach began to ache, then her head began to ache, then all her muscles and finally, she felt a stinging sensation in her chest.
Where her heart was.
Was this what it felt like to have a broken heart? She crumpled herself up into a ball and squeezed her eyes shut. Why was this happening? Why her? Why did she have to fall in love with Syaoran?!
She remembered seeing Syaoran before she even knew who he was. How the blush had risen to her cheeks when she saw his amber eyes hidden behind his unruly chocolate coloured hair.
Stop thinking! Sakura ordered her brain as she shoved a cushion over her head and began to cry again.
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I had tried to ring Sakura a dozen times. It had been four days since the little 'incident'. I even went to her house but was greeted by a very scary and cold older brother telling me she wasn't at home.
"Sakura!" I had shouted up at the small window but to no avail. I had phoned Tomoyo, Rika, Chiha-whatever her name is, only to have the phones slammed down the minute I asked about Sakura. What's-her-name even called me a lying scumbag and threatened to set Yamazaki on me. 'Like he could hurt me' I thought at the time, but thought it best not to say.
Five days had gone. Two days left. My father had phoned, saying he would meet me in Osaka airport. Even though I was graduating, I wasn't happy. Sure, I could model again, but what would be the point without Sakura?
It was a pretty good time to realise that I needed Sakura. More than I've ever needed anyone. She was my light, my life...
I sound like a Backstreet Boy's song.
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Sakura was well aware that Syaoran was leaving in one day. She had tried to put him behind her, but it wasn't working. Everyone had told her what a jerk and undeserving womaniser he was and how he didn't deserve her, but still, Sakura felt uneasiness in her gut. She didn't want Syaoran to leave.
'Great,' She scoffed 'Am I going to end up
like those woman who go back to their cheating, wife-beating husbands?
No matter how many times they hit and drink and cheat, that
apology...that 'I've changed' will always bring that woman back to his
side.' She scowled. 'A man who hits...or cheats for that matter will always do it again.'
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It was the day. The day I was to go on the plane and fly Osaka. I procrastinated as much as I could by folding and unfolding my clothes, trying to find different ways to pack the suitcase.
I looked at the empty apartment. Removal men had taken my furniture the day before. All that was left now was my bed.
Three hours to go.
Slowly, I plodded down the stairs, my palms sweaty as I carried the suitcase and put it in the passenger seat of my car.
Sakura used to sit there.
A sudden painful tug pulled at my chest, causing me to choke slightly and grab my chest, screwing the fabric of my t-shirt into a ball. I gasped for breath as the pain slowly subsided, leaving a dull feeling where my heart was.
I laughed sadly as I thought of my heart breaking. Breathing in and out, I started the car and head for the airport.
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She wanted to be as far away from people as she could. Although she had been desperate to vent her anger and despair on her patient and caring friends and family, she suddenly found they were suffocating her. Constantly reminding her that today was the day.
The day when Syaoran Li would leave.
Sakura ended up sitting under the giant Penguin Slide in Penguin Park. It was a dark day. A grey day for a grey mood.
She sat on the hard gravel, her knees tucked up to her chin as she tried to focus on anything but him.
"So how was Li's yesterday?"
Sakura's head shot up at this sentence. From her position under the slide, she saw two pairs of legs in mid-air. They were on the swings.
"Bah, don't talk to me about Li." Came a familiar voice. It was Aiko, and the other girl was...
-'Two and a half hours until my flight' I thought, my heart pounding as I turned the corner into the airport. Hoping, praying that something, or someone, would stop me from going to Osaka.-
"What happened then?" Meilin asked, "He didn't want you there?"
Aiko scoffed again.
"It was all fine until I tried to kiss him."
Sakura's ears had pricked up, without her knowing it, she was totally absorbed, leaning a little closer as if to hear better.
"Oh? Explain."
A sigh.
"I
did the whole 'I'm only in underwear and I want you NOW' thing. It was
hard trying to be cute and perky when he CLEARLY wasn't paying
attention..."
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"So," Aiko had said, adjusting herself in a way that showed off her best 'assets', and there weren't many of them. "What have you been up to Syao?"
Syaoran had shrugged his shoulders again, irritating the model lying on his sofa. Before, he would be all over her before she was even in the door. Aiko liked being the centre of attention and this was the FIRST time someone hadn't fallen over himself or herself just to look into her sky blue eyes.
She leaned over to Syaoran, putting on her best sexy look.
"Wanna make out?" She asked bluntly. She was used to doing more than that, but he was being so distant.
Syaoran merely laughed at her and gulped some water. This angered Aiko more than anything. She wasn't used to getting laughed at. NO ONE laughed at Aiko.
"Just for old times sake?" She asked, trying not to blow up at her model lover-boy.
"Sorry Aiko, not today." The first words he had spoken to her.
"Come on." She slinked her hand onto his cheek, pulling him closer to her, "Just...one...kiss..."
It was working; she was going to control him again. As their faces got closer, Aiko couldn't help feeling a surge of triumph at her undisputed beauty winning over even the coldest heart. Their faces were inches away from each other, their lips almost touching.
-Two hours. I had nothing to do but sit in the lobby. I thought there would be a long line but it appeared that not many people wanted to go to Osaka. Can't blame them...-
"Sakura..." He had whispered. Sending a huge shock to Aiko, like a slap in the face.
"What?" She stated, the anger fully showing in her voice.
Syaoran's eyes slowly opened, revealing, for the first time Aiko had ever seen, warm, serene and calm amber eyes.
"I love Sakura." He said, in the same whispered voice. He pushed Aiko away from him and stood up, going to his coat.
"Sorry Aiko, you're good looking and everything..." He turned to her and smiled a secret smile, "But you were just a fling."
And that point the door had knocked, revealing a cute auburn haired girl with a goofy grin plastered on her face...
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"That's tragic." Meilin said, her voice sounding happy and VERY sarcastic.
"I KNOW." Aiko wailed, the sarcasm going straight over her head.
"Well then, let me take you to a club to cheer you up!" Meilin proposed, getting off of the swing.
"It's shame," Aiko said sadly. "He really was my ideal guy..."
Sakura watched as the pair of feet walked away. What she didn't notice was Meilin turn around to look at the place where Sakura was hiding in and smiling warmly to herself.
-One hour, forty-five minutes. I was watching the entrance, hoping against hope that I would see that familiar figure come bouncing into the airport, smiling her beautiful smile and asking me if I would like to go to the disgusting ice-cream parlour as if nothing had happened. I missed that Ice Cream Parlour. I missed Sakura.-
The truth hit Sakura lit a tidal wave. She stood up, wobbling, and looked at the sky.
He loved her.
Syaoran loved Sakura!
Behind the dark clouds, a ray of sunshine burst through, making the sky that little bit lighter.
Sakura began to run.
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Whooooa! Hey! It's me! I'm sorry I haven't updated, I DO need an education you know! It seems that school is stopping a lot of people from updating (or doing their Quizilla quizzes!) but here I am!
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