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Stuck With You
By: Lotus Dreams
Chapter 4: Confessions
Sakura reached into her pocket and drew out a cell phone. She flipped it open. Syaoran looked at her incredulously.
"You had a cell phone, all this time?"
"Hai." She dialed a number.
"And you didn't even BOTHER to use it to call for help?"
"Hai." She held to her ear, waiting.
After about a minute, she closed her cell phone. "The line's busy," she informed him. "I don't think they miss us." Syaoran banged his head against the boat.
"Kami. And I'm stuck with you."
"Don't think I'm any happier." Syaoran took out a walkie-talkie. Sakura stared at him.
"YOU have the walkie-talkie?"
"Hai." He pressed a button.
"And you were telling ME that I should have called for help earlier. You are LATE."
"Hai." He held it to his ear. After another long, agonizing minute, he turned the walkie-talkie off.
"All I can hear is static. I don't think Terada-sensei's walkie-talkie is turned on." Sakura cursed under her breath.
"I can't believe this."
"Try your cell phone again."
"No way. I pay my own fee for this, you know?"
"So? This is life or death. IT'S AN EMERGENCY. You won't be able to continue paying if you don't use it right now!"
Syaoran was absolutely right, of course, but the fact that it washim made her object.
"Iie."
"Give it to me!"
"IIE!"
"NOW-" He lunged for it. Sakura held it up high. He knocked it out of her hand, his arm shot out to catch it -
And Sakura hit his stomach at the same time.
"OW!"
The cellphone fell into the water with a SPLOOSH!
"You baka!" shouted Sakura. "That cell phone was worth 9,000 yen!"
"Yeah? If you hadn't hit me in the stomach I probably could have saved your 9,000 yen cell phone!" retorted Syaoran. He reached for his walkie-talkie again, to check on Terada-sensei, but when he pressed the button - it emitted a funny sound and then ran out of batteries.
He swore.
"Great. Now we have no method of communication whatsoever and we're stuck on boat in the middle of NOWHERE." Sakura sounded exasperated.
"Don't look at me." They sat in silence for another 10 minutes.
Then, out of boredom, Syaoran took a rock from the bottom of the boat and threw it into the water. It plonk!ed with a wet splash into the lake. He took another small stone from the floor and did the same thing. Sakura watched with mild interest.
When there was only one stone left on the floor of the boat, Sakura suddenly snatched it away and said, "Iie." Syaoran looked up at her, a loose strand of hair falling into his eyes.
"Give it to me."
"Iie."
"Come on, I'm so bored I'd dance for a rhino if I see one, give it!"
"IIE!"
"Why can't you ever cooperate, even in life-or-death situations?"
"Because it's you." Sakura tossed the stone into the air, and caught it.
"GIVE IT BACK."
"IIE."
"GIVE IT!"
"IIE!"
"Give - " He pushed down on her left shoulder and snatched for it. Sakura transferred the stone into her left palm, and he held her right shoulder down and caught her left hand. He tried to pry open her fingers clutching the small rock while still holding her down, all the while coping with her yelling, "Iie! Stop! Ow!" He finally got her fingers open, but then with a swift move of her arm, she threw the rock into the water. Plonk!
"YOU IDIOT!"
"You're the idiot! Wrestling me over a small stone."
It was true. He was still holding her down. Hastily, he released her and retreated back to his seat and plopped his head between his hands moodily.
"Now I'm bored again."
"Good."
He glared at her. "It's all YOUR fault."
Sakura rolled her eyes. "Please. Stop being so lame."
She drew her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. Syaoran glanced at her.
"You're cold?"
"Hai, as a matter of fact."
Without thinking, he said, "Too bad for you." It was Sakura's turn to glare at him.
"Can you say something nice, for ONCE?"
Syaoran pretended to think. "No, I don't think so." Sakura rolled her eyes.
"Bastard," she muttered.
"Did you just say what I think you said?"
"Yeah, BASTARD!" shouted Sakura. "You heard me, I said bastard! You got a problem?"
"Sheesh, you don't have to take everything so seriously, god."
"Seriously! What the hell do you mean!"
"Every time you see me, you justhave to mention the fact that I went out with you temporarily and then dumped you for a stupid bet. It's not a big deal, how many freaking times do I have to say that! I mean - it's not like I'm the first guy you dated! You've gone out with so many other guys, like Eriol, Kensuke, even Yamazaki. Oh, and let's not forget Yukito - " he glared at her, eyes hard, " - who you dated for about two months, and then suddenly he says he doesn't like you, and you and him break up. The next day, you see him with another person, but did you hold a grudge? No. No, you chose to forget about him. You even ask him for help with MATH. And I'M the math genius here." He moved closer to her, furious.
"You date him for two months, he dumps you, you're fine with it. You date me for two DAYS, and you're STILL mad at me for breaking up with you after that! I mean, come on, what's the big deal?"
"It's not that simple." Sakura sounded less fierce now. More tired.
"Oh really? We're both guys, we're both in your math class, we both dated you, just for different periods of time. What's not simple? What the hell do you have against me?"
"Why the hell do you want to know?" demanded Sakura.
"Because I'm freaking sick and damn tired of your stupid insults and rude comments about me and snubbing me. We used to be on good terms, but now you refuse to look at me - what the hell is friggin' with that shit!"
"Because!" Sakura's eyes flicked up towards his intense dark ones. "The way you led me on before you asked me out - you carried my books, you walked me home, you made it clear that you 'liked' me - and it doesn't help that we grew up together. I knew you. Or I thought I did. I thought you were the type of person who wasn't so...shallow. I thought we wouldn't have a short relationship like I did with Eriol, or an unfaithful one like I did with Yukito - but no, you just had to disappoint me. You're worse than Yukito."
"I'm worse than Yukito? He actually cheated on you!"
"He didn't bet on me. He was actually interested in me at one point, unlike you."
"Like me."
"Oh, really?" said Sakura. "You were interested in me?"
"That was kind of one of the reasons I asked you..."
-FLASHBACK-
"So who are you asking?" Han teased. "It doesn't really matter, actually, because even if it's, like, Akira-san, she's gonna bawl her head off." Akira was a soccer and basketball player, and she was TOUGH. Syaoran shot Han a nasty look.
"Can you please shut up?" Syaoran hissed. It was afterschool, and the guy's volleyball team were practicing for their next game. Han smirked and served the ball towards Syaoran.
"You get to pick, Syaoran, but I warn you, you should best be wise about it." Syaoran bumped the ball back easily.
"I thought I told you to shut up?" Han set it back.
"You know I will never close my mouth." Syaoran spiked it towards Han, a bit harder than he meant. Han rubbed his hand after saving it with a bump. "Ouch, that hurts."
"It's supposed to."
"Aw, come on - it's just a harmless joke. I mean, you don't if you don't want to...it's okay, there are just some people who are chick magnets but then repel each other once they attract." Syaoran almost missed the ball.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"In plain Japanese, some guys just aren't meant for girls."
"Are you saying I should be gay!"
"Well, if you don't want to break any more girls's hearts, you probably should become a gay guy."
"You are freaking SICK." Han shrugged.
"I'm just speaking the truth..."
"Can you please stop being over-repetitive and just shut up about my personal life?" Han grinned.
"It's kind of hard to ignore."
"RUINING YOUR FACE IS KINDA HARD TO IGNORE TOO!" bellowed Syaoran, and slammed the white and red-striped ball so hard at Han it knocked him in the face and he actually fell backwards.
Thump.
"Whew...that's gotta hurt," someone commented.
"LI SYAORAN!" The coach screamed. "WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? YOU ARE BOTH ON THE SAME TEAM! KAMI! WHAT IS THIS - HE HAS A NOSEBLEED TOO?" Han sat up, holding his nose, from which blood was flowing continuously. The coach's face was crimson from rage, and she could barely manage expressing her anger.
"I THOUGHT YOU TWO WERE FRIENDS! HOW THE HELL DID HAN GET HIT IN THE FACE WHEN YOU TWO WERE PRACTICING? ANSWER ME!"
"It's alright," said Han thickly, pinching his nose, wiping the blood from his face. "I'm okay. It's not the first time I've been hit in the face."
The coach whirled around. "Are you okay?" she demanded. "Nothing broken? Nose in place? Okay, go to the nurse's office just in case. And as for you - " she pointed a shaking finger at him. "You - are - dismissed."
"Hai," replied Syaoran, glad that he could get away from the gym.
When he had changed, and was wiping his face with a towel, he exited the changeroom, only to bump into Sakura.
"Oh, hey, Kinomoto-san," he said. "What are you doing here?"
"I was absent yesterday, I came here to get my homework." She held up a couple of papers. "What about you?"
"I'm going home." Sakura raised an eyebrow.
"Don't you have volleyball practice?" Syaoran shrugged.
"Hai. I got dismissed because I knocked Han in the face."
"Seriously? As in DISMISSED dismissed?"
"Iie, not DISMISSED dismissed, I think I'm still a part of the team, just suspended from today's practice."
"I see." Syaoran gestured to the exit.
"You want to take a walk?"
Sakura seemed surprised, but obliged. "Sure. I have time." She didn't mind all that much to have a little walk with Syaoran. And it turned out better than she had suspected. Or had it?
-END FLASHBACK-
"You asked me out to dump me because you liked me? No logic like that exists, Syaoran."
"It's not that simple."
"Oh really?" Sakura raised an eyebrow. "Please explain, then."
"Look...dumping you was a mistake. I admit it. I shouldn't have done it. I don't know why I did it, maybe it's just because I'm stupid." Syaoran sighed. "The point is, I'm really sorry for making you all upset, and I just...don't want this...enemy stuff to go on anymore." He looked at her, his eyes clear, two miniscule moons reflected in them. Sakura averted her gaze.
"You know," she said finally, "Disappointment wasn't the only reason I was so mad at you." Syaoran's eyebrows shot up this time.
"It wasn't?"
Sakura sighed. "Iie. It was because...well...I had liked you too."
AHAHAHAHA! EVIL CLIFFY! MWAHAHAHAHA-koff- Well, I can probably get the 5th chapter somewhere in the middle of March. It might come quicker if you review though, so press that little purple button and TYPE TYPE TYPE!