Loathsome Love

A/N- I'm soooo sorry! I haven't been updating that much! sorry! Anyway, the story continues! :squeal: sorry for the mistake! Migoto isn't beautiful… I think… Well, I guess that my online source isn't that great… -.-" sorry! =D I also have to tell you this is a very long fic! XD that is all xx

In the last chapter…

            "Sakura Kinomoto, you may move into your new room with Syaoran."

            WHAT?!?!?!

9. Moving In With the One You Just Kissed

            Sakura was horrified. Move into her room with Syaoran!?!?! Tomoyo could clearly see her friend's shock.

            "Sakura Kinomoto," Yelan said firmly. "Sakura Kinomoto! You may come here to get your key!" Yelan repeated more sternly.

            Sakura fell out of her daze and started to stumble out of her seat. All eyes were upon her as she struggled not to fall when curtsying. She could hear some of the princesses whisper, "What a snob!" and "She's so weird!" Sakura bit her bottom lip and accepted the key to her new room. With a sigh, she climbed down the stairs and back to her seat.

            "Syaoran! Syaoran!" a prissy voice called out. The voice belonged to someone he knew very well- MeiLing.

            Her presence was horrifying. The smell was terrible. It was a combination of about 1000 different perfumes plus an over-usage of soap. She had about 50 bows in her now poofy, raven (is that the color o.O) hair.

            "What?" he gritted his teeth. If she wasn't his cousin, he would've already slugged her ages ago.

            "Oh, Syaoran dear! I've been thinking about you for so many days! Have you thought about me, honey? With all those ugly girls hogging you, I except you to remember me! I mean, I'm so pretty!" she exclaimed while holding his (muscular… teehee) arm.

            "Get off me," he growled with venom. "MeiLing, get the hell off of me!" he flung his arm and shoved his way out of the garden.

            But no… she didn't take the hint! (you're all like, "WTF!!!??! GO ON WITH SAKURA AND SYAORAN!!!)

            "Syaoran!" she was running after him. "Syaoran! Why'd you leave the garden! It's so romantic! And it's perfect for you and your fiancé!"

           Syaoran groaned. Couldn't she get out of his way!?! "I'm not your fiancé, I'm your freaking cousin!" he roared in hatred. "Get off of me and just go!" he pointed to the other direction.

            MeiLing sighed, "Syaoran, honey! You've been bewitched by that Kinomoto bitch!"

            "What the hell is your problem!?" Syaoran turned around to face MeiLing. "Look, MeiLing, I don't want to be with you right now!" 'Or ever,' he thought.

            MeiLing frowned in unhappiness. "Hmph. I'll see you later, baby!"

            Thankfully, she left.

            "Bitch…" he muttered, then stopped himself. She was his cousin and Yelan expected him to treat her nicely.

            With a swish of his robes, he walked to his mother's new room to see the results of the competition. He was sure it was Kinomoto, and somehow, stangely, he felt okay with the fact.

            "Tomoyo!" Sakura whined as she packed her belongings in her luggage.

            "Sakura, I'll be right here! Yelan allowed me to stay in this room!" Tomoyo tried to comfort her nervous friend.

            "I'll be like 100 rooms away! And I'm living with that baka!" Sakura moaned as Tomoyo helped her with her luggage.

            "Look, I'll try to visit you a lot, alright? Now you have to go! You're late!" Tomoyo pushed the girl out the door.

            Sakura struggled with her heavy load (with some of Tomoyo's belongings, of course) and sighed when she saw the long flight of stairs (going up ). A girl blocked her. Sakura stared at her and started, "Excuse-"

            MeiLing cut her off, "Look, bitchy witch, don't mess with Syaoran, because he's my fiancé!"

            Sakura was shocked as her eyes stung. She firmed her grip on her luggage, trying to tell herself not to be mad. "And who are you?"

            With a cackle, MeiLing answered, "MeiLing Li." She glided her way down the hall.

            Sakura hauled her luggage up the stairs. Why did everyone hate her? Oh, that was easy. Because she won this stupid thing, and she even agreed to enter. She huffed, trying to keep the pack from falling. Unfortunately for Sakura, one of her bags fell and tumbled down the stairs.

            "I guess you need some help," Syoaran's voice mused.

            Sakura looked up. "Syaoran- th-thanks."

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            "So… this is our room." Sakura muttered, blushing at the thought of living with this guy-no, man. He was, after all, 20.

            "Yea, I just moved in." Syaoran puffed, holding all the bags and luggage.

            "Thanks for carrying these. Um… would you know if you had a… fiancé?" Sakura muttered in embarrassment. She did care.

            "No! No! Ugh! She's my cousin! She wants to marry me! NOT the other way around!" Syaoran bursted in rage.

            Sakura smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry,"

            After that, there was an awkward silence after.

            "Yeah- I guess I can start unpacking and- yeah…" Sakura said softly, taking the luggage from Syaoran's hands. Their hands touched and Syaoran blushed, quickly pulling his hand away.

            Syaoran uncomfortably shifted into the bathroom and started brushing his teeth and preparing to sleep.

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