(A/N: Why are my chapters so unsatisfying? I have no idea. I am SORRY about this, I guess my writing light hasn't been turned on yet…hope you enjoy this chapter after reading THREE absolutely sucky chappies…ugh, I feel so horrible! Dunno….excuse my moodiness…)

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS…and I really don't feel like saying much more…(blame it on my bad mood…sorry..)

Chapter Ten:

Six Laps

– Syaoran -

I was humiliated.

Fucking humiliated.

"Yamazaki! Keep your eyes on the road." A shrill voice giggled loudly and the car suddenly jerked, sending my stomach and me on a queasy sick trip.

"How can I ignore you, you sexy beast?" He answered flirtatiously. She giggled again, and I could practically feel him smirking in satisfaction.

So this is what I had to deal with. It was almost bad as in sixth grade when I thought all the girls had cooties.

Scary…

And can you believe that I actually thought that it'd be better once Chiharu and Yamazaki were together? Then that way Yamazaki would stop telling me how great he thought she smelled? This was just as worse. Maybe even worser. If that's a word.

Basically it sucked.

Being in the same car as Yamazki sucked, since:

Yamazaki did not know how to drive. And he was even more distracted with Chiharu in the passenger seat.

Which means, I had to sit in the back seat. (my car was in repair. Yeah I could just use another car right? Wrong. Mama wouldn't let me. And that was embarrassing, since she thought I was irresponsible. As if. Didn't she hear me talk that one day? I was totally smart, even though my mouth had run off.)

OH yeah, and nothing is more mortifying –new word of the week- than going to YOUR own MEET sitting IN THE BACK SEAT…really, I should know.

Besides how would I know if I would even get to the freaking meet alive, with the way he's driving.

What if I… threw up? This car is going to make me.

But as the optimistic I am… there's always a positive Side: I could always use Sakura's damn-hott revenge plan, and just throw up all over Yamazaki.

Yeah, I could deal with that scenario.

Unfortunately I couldn't deal with the scenario that was presented to me, when I reached the Lynn Acres Stadium.

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"Hey Syaoran, had a safe journey?" Eriol teased. I just lightly scowled at him, opening up a locker to get changed.

His glasses glinted in amusement, and he said, "Come on Syao, you can't mean me teasing you makes you so angry? Because wait till you hear what Rex just told me."

Rex was like this twenty eight year old guy, whose job was to just make sure everything at the meets ran smoothly. So, anyone could understand why my interest was suddenly piqued.

"What'd he say?" I asked, as I pulled my shirt off my head and stuffed into the locker.

Eriol immediately got quiet for a second or two.

"Uh…" He coughed. "Yeah, well Rex said that they are taking a lap off. That means, Yuu's doing four, and Chris is doing six."

I had the urge to suddenly smack my head of the lockers, but than Eriol would laugh. I did not feel like being laughed at.

Instead, I shrugged. "So what?"

He just raised his eyebrows at me, "And..? Aren't you worried? You, mister, haven't really ran since September, which was almost a month ago. And you're asking me so what?"

Damn, I hated when he did that. And I really hated it that he was my personal coach. Yeah, big shockie there. So I remained quiet and began to assemble the rest of my Insomnia track uniform. Which consisted of my favorite color. Green.

He tut tutted me on his way out and called behind his shoulder, "Don't disappoint your father…"

I stiffened at the mention. Fuck…

But the trick to winning was always the same.

Act like you don't care…

….when you really do.

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I was barely aware of the loud bang of the gun shot, but I could feel the vibration ring through me. I felt anticipation, knowing that the start was always the part where everyone goes wrong.

I lifted myself, and sprung up, running. I watched straight ahead oblivious to anything around me.

Everything was just a whirl, and a swirl of colors surrounding me as I ran. Running became almost a second nature to me, right beside breathing. I did it without thinking. But, one thing was for sure.

I could feel.

I could feel things, like the adrenaline rushing in my system, the thud of my hear in my chest, and the excitement rising in the air and surrounding me. Almost as if, I could run forever and not think about anything else. And I as I ran, I could feel myself becoming even more numbed to the world outside.

It was always like this in the beginning, the sense of peace and serenity. Jeez, it was great. No pressure, nothing at all.

But, later as I soon as I hit the bend, it all weighed down on top of me. No matter how much I sped up, I felt myself slowly becoming exposed.

My eyes focused on the curve of the shiny red track, and my breathing waned.

My head felt dizzy, but I couldn't stop. It was like a disease, once you start, you don't stop till you drop. Hah. That was something Father used to say. Ironic, I'd be saying it now. I never thought I would. I never thought I'd be caught up in this like he was.

I don't want to end up like him. Alone, depressed, pressured. I forced myself to get rid of these thoughts.

"Don't disappoint your father…"

Sometimes, I get really mad at myself for liking running as much as he did. He loved it. And I love it too.

But now, his shadow looms over me. Like the weight on my shoulder. Like he was still breathing down my neck.

And I just still don't understand how a powerful guy like him gave in so easily. Gave into his problem, and used the cowardly way out.

That's why I hated him.

At least I tried to. But what I really loathed was the constant pressure.

Pressure to keep the title of Champion.

Pressure to do what's right for the Li clan.

Presure to make Mama happy.

Pressure to rebel and unlock myself from my own chains that have me down.

And pressure to just forget it all and try to live my life. Normally.

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Although, I had said I really wasn't conscious of much, something did get my attention.

I heard ragged gasps behind me, but I forced myself not to look back and ruin my chances of keeping my dignity.

Chris was right behind me.

I knew how nervous I was before, and soon worry surfaced me like a wave. It was crazy what Rex told us.

It was totally unfair. Instead of usually outrunning Chris and Yuu (who were always runner up and third placers) in a lap behind me, he changed it to two laps. It was crazy.

Unfair.

Stupid.

Dumb.

But if it was what I had to, I would. Ignoring the protesting from my legs, I sped up around quickly lapping Yuu, leaving Chris far behind.

As soon as I came to my final stop, and the gun sounded to bring awareness (as if everyone wasn't staring intently at me already) to my victory. So much for joy of winning.

I smiled, and shrugged, giving the audience my whole sexy appearance. In fact, I can be very sexy when I wanted to. And I did now.

I heard the screams of my fans grow louder and I blew them a kiss.

Right, now I don't give a fuck anymore. I'm exhausted from all that thinking and I need to let myself take over again.

Here I am everyone.

Syaoran Li, your one and only sexy beast.

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"Hey, Yamazaki and Chiharu took off." Eriol appeared beside me in a matter of seconds.

I swore under my breath, and raised my eyebrows, "Wonder what got them running." Eriol laughed and slapped my arm letting it stay there a little longer than a friendly hand should. What was he…doing…?

He stopped immediately noticing my curious glance towards him, and he coughed nervously.

"Yeah, well I'm not driving you home either. I'm taking Tomoyo out." He stated in the awkward silence.

I shrugged, "You're still with her? Didn't you dump-." Then I retraced his words. "You can't drive me home? Then do I have to walk?"

"You could always take the bus." He suggested.

I shuddered involuntarily. Jeez, I was scared of buses. I mean what about all those weird germs all over the place? How did I know if it was sanitary at all?

"Uh…" I said lamely, "Well, I'll just walk, you know…its…uh..healthier.." He gave me look that said, 'Suit yourself.' So I did. Really, I did not want to put myself through the horror of going on a bus.

As he as leaving the locker rooms, I grabbed my hoodey and trailed after him.

I was surprised to see next to Tomoyo, her standing there, in a really…short…miniskirt. What the hell was she wearing? It was fall! Almost winter! But, I couldn't keep my eyes off. Damn…I had no idea I was so lecherous.

I am SO not…

Tomoyo darted anxious glances between Sakura and then Eriol and then me. Damn, she was so obvious.

"It's okay, Tomo, I'll walk her home." I offered. She looked relieved. Eriol did not. Wait a second, I thought, what if he thinks I'm lecherous so that's why he's not relieved?

Why would he care?

Why do I worry so much about stupid stuff?

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As soon as Tomoyo and Eriol left after a bit of small talk, Sakura and I were now making our way out…in silence.

Shit, why isn't she talking?

Did I do something?

Fuck, I hope not.

"What's wrong?" A small voice asks. I turn my head to see that it was Sakura who was talking.

I jolted. What do I say? What is wrong with me? Before I had a chance to answer, I was greeted by one of the most ugly faces in the world.

"Hey Li, looks like your Mama paid extra money to have you win such a difficult challenge this year…" He sneered, his lips quirking into a light grin.

"Oh yeah," I laughed back, "And you need to develop some tact ...You've been saying for the last five years." He scowled at me.

But his scowl turned into a smirk once he set eyes on Sakura. I glared as his eyes raked her over.

Damn! He was not allowed to do that! Apparently Sakura agreed with me.

"Whatchya looking at buddy?" I was surprised by the tone of voice.

"You." I fumed at this statement and quickly got my hoodey off. I handed it to her, which she took gratefully.

Chris raised his eyebrows. "If you ever get tired of this loser, which I know you will, you know where I am."

"No I don't, and I really don't care." She said than added icily, "Let's go." We turned around and left a fuming Chris.

Damn she was…

…feisty

….smart

…….and really hot…

I don't really mind a few sneaky glances at her…

Just a few….

(A/N: Okays, ended that chappie a little too early I know! But, I seriously had to show you how Syaoran really was…his weakness, and stuff…and did you notice I ended this chappie w/three words instead of two? Wowowowo, kewool…lol..could you totally tell what was up w/Eriol? I had to have made TONS of hints…review!)