Loathsome Love
A/N- hey guys! Thanks for the reviews! Muah! =D By the way, the room is huge… but there's only one bed…;-] and there's a problem with Sakura's fear of lightning… teehee
Syaoran- I have to sleep with her? In the same BED???!?!?!
Sakura- Hmph… not that I would want to! :growls:
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10. Name Calling And Perverts
"There's only one bed," Sakura muttered as she sweat dropped. They had just brushed their teeth and washed their faces.
"Yea, don't you think I noticed?" Syaoran grumbled in annoyance as he fumbled with the drawer. Sakura frowned and Syaoran turned back with his tousled brown hair.
"What?" He looked at her emerald eyes to see that she was staring straight back at him. She turned away to cover her red face.
"I-I was j-just wondering how we're supposed to sleep in one b-bed." Sakura stuttered as she looked away.
Syaoran sighed and stood up from where he was trying to find his pajamas. (kawaii! Syaoran has pajamas!) "I'll sleep on the floor, don't worry."
Sakura breathed a sigh of relief but felt sorry for him. "T-thanks" she stuttered once again as she jumped onto the bed and pulled the covers above her.
With a flick of the lights, the two fell asleep in the dark stormy night.
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The sunlight swept in the big room as daylight entered. Sakura muttered and turned away from the brightness and fluttered her eyes. She opened then and yawned slowly, expecting to see her teddy bear. She wasn't ready to see Syaoran there.
"AHHH! PERVERT! PERVERT!" Sakura stood up on the bed and flung a pillow at him.
"What?" he moaned sleepily.
"GET OFF THE BED!" she yelled and hit him once more.
"Stop hitting me! I'll explain!" He scrunched his eyes, trying to adjust to the sunlight.
"Explain what? That you're a pervert? I think we know that!" Sakura hit him one last time and stopped to let him get off the bed.
"Look, it's not my fault! You're the one afraid of thunder!" Syaoran stood there, arms crossed over his bare chest, (oo-la-la! Yum! Lol…) looking stern.
"Oh…" Sakura put the pillow down and blushed at her mistake. After all, her nightgown was skimpy and small. "Heh… Sorry Syaoran." She smiled and jumped off the bed.
"Whatever," he grunted in response as he went into the bathroom. "Watch TV and don't come in the bathroom. It has no lock. I'm doing my business and changing, alright?" With that, he slammed the door.
"You're not my dad or anything," Sakura giggled, then suddenly stopped. She didn't tell him! She didn't tell him she got 1st place and that she was staying with Syaoran. She quickly grabbed the phone and dialed his cell phone number in.
"Hello-"
"Daddy!" Sakura squealed in happiness.
"-this is Fujitaka Kinomoto. Please leave your name and telephone number after the tone. Thank you!"
Sakura sighed in frustration and left a message for her father. It was Saturday in Japan, he should've been home.
"Kinomoto, what the hell are you doing…" a surprised Syaoran said as he opened the door. Sakura was standing right in front of the doorway, and it seemed as if she were doing something else. (peeking! You bimbos! XD)
"I was calling my d-dad." She said sheepishly as his big figure stood over her.
"And you just happened to be at the doorway?" Syaoran raised one of his eyebrows.
"I sware! I was walking back to watch the TV!" she groaned uncomfortably.
Syaoran snorted. "Whatever, Kinomoto." He walked out and ordered, "Go change and then we'll be going to the park."
Sakura made a face. "We? Why the sudden change of heart, eh?" Sakura smirked and disappeared behind the door.
"Because my mom said so!" Syaoran shouted back. Man, she just pissed him off.
"Awww… little mama's boy!" Sakura teased back.
"Alright, that's it!" he shouted back and threw the remote control onto the ground. He barged in the bathroom (uh-oh…).
Sakura was fixing her bra at the time and she sweat dropped. Syaoran sweat dropped also and closed the door before Sakura could get to her senses.
"HENTAI!" (Pervert in Japanese… or the dictionary says…) she shouted back.
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"What the hell! You call this a park?" Sakura grunted. She was still angry over the morning events.
"It's actually pretty big," Syaoran muttered "but it's not like I get to pick where we go or anything."
Sakura sighed and cheered up. She had to admit, the ferirs (sp?) wheels looked fun.
"Come on, pig! Let's go!" Sakura tugged at Syaorans sleeve. He snorted. She had just called him a pig. He didn't move an inch.
"Li, come on! The line's getting longer!" now Sakura was pulling on his arm with all her might, and she still couldn't move him.
"I'm not a pig, you little mouse." He grunted.
"I'm not a mouse!" Sakura wrinkled her nose in defeat. "C'mon, get your butt moving!"
"Oh, so now you're my boss!" Syaoran smiled as his eyes twinkled with pleasure, stubbornly not moving a hair.
"Syaaoorraaaan!" Sakura whined. "I don't want to go on with a stranger!"
"Hmph. I thought I was the perverted stranger instead of the greatest friend on the planet." Syaoran crossed his arms over his chests.
"Alright, FINE!" Sakura threw her arms in the air and walked away.
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"I cannot believe I'm doing this. Especially with you, Kinomoto." A scowling Syaoran pouted as they rode on the ferris (izzat how u spell it?) wheel.
"Li, just play along and at least pretend you're having a good time!" Sakura smiled at him with pleading eyes. He sighed. Damn, this girl was hard to understand.
"Well, after this, we can go home and for dinner, I'm supposed to take you out." Syaoran muttered, looking away.
Sakura shrugged, as if that didn't matter. "Li, do you, by any chance… have a cousin?"
Syaoran moaned. "Why? What'd she say to you?"
"She told me that you were her- that you- were her fiancé." Sakura struggled to get out. There was a pang in her heart, as if she didn't want the answer to be yes. She shuddered at the thought of falling in love with Syaoran. It was just too eerie.
He looked at her with interest, "And you would care?" He laughed and then smiled at her emerald eyes. "Look, Sakura… MeiLing's my cousin, a-okay?" The ride halted to a stop as both of them got out, Sakura stumbling a bit.
"Would you marry your cousin?" Sakura looked up at him, her mischievous eyes filled with interest.
"Hell no! If she weren't my cousin, I would've already told her to fuck off!" he cursed angrily. How could she think that he wanted to marry that spoiled brat?
"Oh, okay!" Sakura smiled and gave him a gentle tug. "C'mon, pig, let's go get some cotton candy!"
Was it his imagination, or did she just admit that she cared about who he was going to marry?
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A/N- my next fic on SS mite be Mulan or Pochahantes (spelling, I know…) themed. Because I watched them both when I was flipping through old movies. Iono, I might pick something different…