Disclaimer: I do not own CCS! That's something Clamp owns okay!
Summary: The Card Mistress, Sakura Kinomoto, has her brother, Touya, leaving for America for his studies and had no choice but to leave Sakura somewhere else with both their parents gone and Tomoyo, Sakura's best friend in England. He only had one option… the Li Mansion. But Sakura has a grudge on Lindao Li, her ex-boyfriend who had caused her nothing but pain and her sudden change. The once cheerful Sakura was now an irresponsible, and daring 17 year old! She joins gangs and bullies people to the extent that she now lost her guardians! She puts up a fight at first but was forced to have it her brother's way. Luckily, Lindao was in Taiwan for studies as well, and no one except a certain Syaoran Li is left at home. How can she put up with such an obnoxious and authority grubbing person?
CHOICE OF THE HEART
Chapter 6: Think Before you Act
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Syaoran sighed at the mysterious memory, which until now has been bothering him. For some reason, he couldn't shake the thought off.
Suddenly, when he was about to close his eyes, trying to doze off to sleep with his tired mind and feet, a voice echoed on his room, singing the same song. Syaoran's eyes burst open, leaping from bed, he hurried outside to take a look at the lonely singer.
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His heart pounding faster with every step, he took a deep breath of air before opening the door to his veranda. As soon as he steps out, a cold rush of air welcomed him outside. He walked towards the balcony, to see where the voice was coming from. His eyes widened, he could not believe what his eyes were telling him. There, sitting on top of the roof of the mansion's wall was the singer he have always wondered about. The one who cried, leaving him behind with a confused mind. At last… he was going to see her. Face to face… maybe even look into her eyes… "Maybe…" he whispered to himself with one huge gulp, gathering all his courage as he jumps from his veranda and walks towards the incredibly huge wall.
Finally reaching where she sat, he closed his eyes in nervousness. 'Me? Nervous? Oh crap…' he thought feeling helpless in the situation. He was known to be cold and cool and now he's nervous? Apparently he was… and he didn't like it.
With the moon shining above, it was impossible to see the face of the singer unless if he jumps into the wall's roof as well and look at her with a few inches of a distance. The shadow coming from the tall tree that stood beside the mysterious she didn't make it any easier for Syaoran as well. Somehow, its as if he wasn't suppose to see her.
One last gulp and one last breath of air… Syaoran was ready to call her attention. Opening his eyes… his mouth ready to utter the first call of excuse me… when suddenly…
"AAAAHHHH!" a sweet woman's voice echoed from inside the mansion. Syaoran's reflexes instantly took over him as he runs inside, recognizing whom the scream was.
Practically running up the stairs with five steps each, he burst open the second room from the left… Maemi's. He quickly ran towards her and hush-ed her caringly. "What happened?" he asked in a low voice, much like a father's whenever his daughter dreamt of a nightmare.
Maemi was crying. Her cheeks were wet with tears as the warm liquid continue to flow from her eyes. She flopped her head on Syaoran's shoulder and huged him as tightly as she could. Even though… she didn't said a word.
Syaoran stayed in her room as soon as Maemi had slept again. Slowly, he exited the room through the balcony and jumped down the garden after closing the door. He walked over the wall and sighed as he jumped in the exact place were the mysterious singer had sat just a few minutes ago. Again… he had missed the chance seeing who she was. "Bummer…" Syaoran muttured under his breath.
The wind blew stronger. Syaoran was startled that he had to cover his face from several particles of dust that flew with it… but then… he caught something in his hand. A soft white feather was there, stuck at the back of his hand. "A Feather?" he wondered loudly as he nears it to his face. "Hmmm," he simply responded as he walks back to his room to get some sleep that his body was craving for… considering it was already two o'clock in the morning.
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"That was WAY too close…" Eriol muttered in frustration as he eyes the crystal ball lying beside him. He smirked at the thought that Syaoran almost saw who the singer was… that was… not to mention, had to be kept from him. "It was a good thing you found a way to divert his attention…" he commented with authority as he turns to a hooded girl kneeling in front of him. Her familiar golden eyes peeking from the darkness of the hood. "Nice work,"
"Thank you my lord," the hooded one replied, her voice still emotionless and cold. She bowed in respect as she avoids contact with her master's deep, sapphire eyes.
Eriol sighed, unsatisfaction evident despite what the girl has done. "Though I must ask… what in the hell is taking his abduction too long…" he asked firmly. "When it should have been done by now?" he added, still managing to retain his firm voice though anger was already strieking out in his eyes.
The girl bowed down lower, still avoiding Eriol's human-fearing stare and answered, "He and the Card Mistress is having an inevitable connection even I cannot determine, my lord…". Eriol shrugged, unhappy of what she had answered. "I believe that is what's holding him back… even he himself doesn't notice," she added, trying to cover up for herself. "But I'm sure to capture him using is weakness… his HEART," she explained with sureness.
"I don't care how you do it," Eriol answered, still irritated. "Just do it fast," he concluded.
"Yes, my lord…" was the girl's last words as she shimmers.
Eriol sighed unhappily, sitting back down at his chair, his eyes on his crystal as he continues gritting his teeth. "You cannot escape my wrath… my little… cherry blossom…"
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Syaoran hazily walked out of his room and down the stairs as soon as he got up. It was seven in the morning and the little wolf seemed to have a very rough night… sure… he wasn't able to sleep. "Wei! Is breakfast ready?" he called out, his voice sounding more of a drunk man, or one who has jet-lag.
"I see the wolf has decided to leave its cave," a woman's voice answered him instead.
Syaoran winced. He knew whom it came from. He'd recognize it anywhere. It belonged to the last person he wanted to see early in the morning… Sakura. A pain he has considered her to be so far. "Oh great… a early yapping bird…" he relpied in the same irritating tone.
Sakura twitched a smile. "Are you sure you want to leave you little CUB upstairs, sleeping?" she teased him. Syaoran raised an eyebrow, the expression huh all over his face. "You better wake her up… your little baby MAEMI," she added, her voice irritating as anyone could ever imagine.
Syaoran gritted his teeth, his hands curled into tight fists. "She's NOT my… uh… CUB!" he hesitated to shout in defiance. Sure, they were almost inseparable yesterday but… take note of the almost! Syaoran was getting really annoyed… not only for the fact that Sakura had teased him about Maemi, but also because he wasn't the easily annoyed type. He hated it. He stop dead on his trail of thoughts. An idea to spat back enetered his mind. He chuckled, a eery one.
Sakura was at a loss. Why was her so called victim laughing… er… chuckling instead of being annoyed? "Have you got your brain damaged already?" she mocked, speaking her confusion out.
"No," Syaoran plainly answered. "Its just that… I know what this is all about," he informed her, a sly expression on his face. Sakura's eyebrows met in confusion. "You know…" he started. "You shouldn't turn your hatred to other people JUST because you're JEALOUS," he finished the sentence, hoping to annoy Sakura back.
And he did.
Sakura was in shock. She got what Syaoran had meant… especially with the last irritating word… Jealous… and she didn't like it. Never did it occurred to her that way. "In your dreams," she manage to utter, trying to retain the coolness in her voice, unlike how Syaoran reacted when she was the one teasing him.
"Whatever you say, hun!" Syaoran responded, making it clear that he was not to accept her denial.
Instantly, Sakura let out a punch, giving in to her uncontrollable anger. Syaoran dodged it easily, not surprise with her reaction. He let out a menacing laugh. "For a minute there I thought you weren't Sakura!" he shouted with it, dodging a kick this time.
"Of course I'm Sakura you dumwit!" she shouted right back, punching and kicking him endlessly.
"The rather COOLER one doesn't seem… well… you!" he commented, his mood cheery. "Now THIS one is you! BRUTAL!" he added playfully.
"Darn you Li!" she yelled at him. "You better run now or I'll choke you when I catch you!" she added warningly, although more threatingly.
Syaoran just continued laughing at her. "I don't think so mi…ssy," he replied, catching Sakura's hands near his face when it was sent out to punch him, the right one with the mi- and the left one with the –ssy. Now, Sakura was unable to move at all. With both her hands caught, she had no choice but to kick him.
Bad idea.
It only made matters worse… because the moment Syaoran realized her only means of attacking, he quickly tripped her right before she was to hit him.
Also a bad idea.
Upon tripping, and completely losing her balance, Sakura, with her hands still held by Syaoran, had no choice but to fall… and had no other direction to fall to except…
Nope… not towards him…
Backwards… backwards as she held on tightly Syaoran's hand… who managed to take on the weight with perfect balance?
On the contrary… no.
He didn't know how to react and was caught off guard by Sakura's sudden pull. In short, they both fell to the floor with a loud bang. Sakura, on her back, and Syaoran, right on top of her. A few minutes of pain caused silence. Niether one could talk and say anything except ouch! or argh! and shit!. No one also noticed their position… how they were completely lying on top of each other.
Still moaning from pain, Sakura rubbed her hips vigorously. Slowly opening her eyes, she was shocked to see Syaoran's face only an inch away. Her heart started to pound faster, her breathing, harder… and for the very first time, she felt a warm rush flowing up to her ears. She felt completely unease.
Syaoran on the other hand, was moaning from a headache and was clasping his head with his right hand as his left leans on the floor for support. He hazily opened his eyes only to see Sakura's face an inch away from his. His heart raced upon locking eyes with Sakura's, sparkling, emerald orbs. Realizing their embarrassing position, Syaoran slowly pushed himself to stand.
Sakura did the same thing and struggled even just to sit up. Her heart still beating like hell, her hand a little shaky… you guess… she fell right back, hitting Syaoran's supporting arm at the same time. In an instant, they were right back where they started, only this time, with the second, chaotic, messed up fall… closer. Although their faces was still an inch away from each other, their bodies are now practically holding one another.
Both can't help but breath hard from nervousness. Their eyes still locked, and their faces as red as ripe tomatoes, they gulp at the awkward situation.
- Sakura's POV -
Damn! I should've been more careful! Now what!… darn! Not like cursing myself would help. I mean, it wasn't like it was entirely my fault… he also had a part in it too. Although, it couldn't have happened if I didn't raged out my anger by punching him. And now I'm in the most embarrassing and awkward situation I could ever think of! SHIT!
Although… why didn't I notice his eyes before? I noticed it was powerful… but not this… this… peircing and mesmerizing in amber. And his hair… chestnut and messy… charming…
ARRGGHH! Now I'm fighting my own thoughts! What's with thinking he's actually… ack!… handsome! What's up with that? He's annoying, arrogant, not to mention a pain! And every insult that could go with that! God! What is it that's could make that stuck to your head Sakura! What's happening to me?
- Syaoran's POV -
Why did I have to trip her? WHY! I could have just moved or leaped out of her reach right? Why trip her!… hell… even if that felt great… I doubt it that its going to be of any help at all! She DID start it! She should be guiltier than me! Darn it all!
This is a very awkward situation I'm in… and of all people… with HER! Not that she's not attractive… I mean… her hair is glamorous in auburn… and don't even get me started with her eyes. Yes… her eyes… sparkling emerald green eyes. Unique, and… spellbiding… and…
YUCK! Did I even think that? The heat must be getting to my brain… I'm starting to think nuts! Sakura Kinomoto, beautiful? Not in a million years she's not! She's a childish and ignorant little brat! That's all! That's… all…
- End of POV's -
Silence… it was all that filled the room as they both raced their thoughts, their eyes still looking deep at each other… no one wanted to look away. The warmth of each other didn't seem make the situation any better.
Syaoran was tranced, with their faces only an inch from each other, it was hard for him to jerk away… and so… he started to lean even closer.
Sakura, also mesmerized by him as he is by her, couldn't jerk away as well. The heat was so engulfing that she couldn't help but stay fixed at her position… and when Syaoran was beginning to lean closer, their faces and their lips now a few centimeters away, she closed her eyes, accepting what her subconsciousness knew was coming next.
And now… closer…
Closer…
Closer…
Their lips now a few millimeters away… the heat uncontrollably rising up…
Closer…
Closer…
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