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CHLOROPHORM is a drug used to knock people out...basically.

With You
Chapter Four: Maybe He Isn't So Bad

My eyes fluttered open, sunlight pouring into them, again.

What was with the sun and trying to kill my vision?

Wait. I thought I'd closed the curtains…

I groaned and sat up, which was a big mistake because my head felt like it was made of lead.

What was an even bigger mistake was when I got off the bed, still dressed in my clothes from the night before, and tried to walk.

Yeah, didn't work so well.

The room spun around me and I sunk back onto the bed. "What happened?"

"Chloroform." a voice said from behind me.

I shrieked and jumped up, falling onto the floor.

When I stood up I saw Syaoran sitting in the chair next to the open window.

So he was the ass who let the sunlight in.

"What are you doing here?" I growled, glaring at him. "How did you get in? What happened?"

"I got in using your key." he answered, sounding bored. "A guy drugged you with chloroform and I'm here because if I left, your brother would come out and kick the shit out of me."

"How did you get in here without him seeing you?"

"Carefully." Syaoran answered.

I sighed and sunk onto the bed. "Ugh my head…chloroform, huh? Well, that'll be an interesting story."

"You think it's funny?" Syaoran said, getting to his feet. "That guy could have raped you or worse, and you think it would make a good story?"

"I was being sarcastic." I said flatly, looking at him through slit eyes. "Chill okay?"

Syaoran rolled his eyes. "God your dense."

I glared at him. "What were you doing last night anyway? Why were you following me?"

He shot me an acid look. "I wasn't following you!"

"I sense a liar."

"I'm not lying!" he growled, his cheeks turning slightly pink. "I just happened to be going that way. You shouldn't even care, I saved your ass."

"And for that I'm thankful for." I sighed. "Okay? Thank you."

He nodded. "That's better."

I sighed. "I have to go. No, you have to go. If Touya-"

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door, followed by Touya's voice. "Sakura, I'm coming in, I have a key and I need to talk to you."

I gasped and stood up. "Hold on! I-I'm not dressed yet!"

"Yes you are." Syaoran said.

"What was that voice?" Touya growled.

"It's just the TV!" I shouted back, grabbing Syaoran's arm.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he growled, pulling his arm away from me.

"Sakura I'm coming in, it's not like I haven't seen you in your pajamas before." Touya said.

And then I heard the more terrifying thing ever; the door click open.

As a last resort, and only as a last resort, I tackled Syaoran to the ground.

"Sakura what-" he growled, but I shut him up by slapping my hand over his mouth.

"Shut up unless you want him to kill you." I hissed, getting off him and climbing to my feet. "Found it!"

"Found what?" Touya asked.

"My button." I smiled, shoving an imaginary button into the pocket of my jeans.

"You're still dressed from last night." Touya said. "What time did you get in?"

"Midnight, on the dot." I smiled, ignoring Syaoran lying on the floor at my feet, looking rather bored. "I swear."

"I don't believe you." Touya said.

"Why not?" I gaped at him. "You have no proof that I got in later or earlier."

"I could always ask the clerk at the front desk." Touya said.

I felt my face flush. He could do that.

"Or." I said quickly. "You could trust me."

Touya laughed. "Even after your little incident with Eriol?"

I felt my face turn from white to bright red. Only a few months ago, as a celebration for school almost being over, I had snuck out my bedroom window and met with Eriol, Tomoyo had been out of town.

Eriol and I had spent the night running around Tamoeda, annoying people like the stupid teenagers we were.

"What does Eriol have to do with anything?" I asked innocently.

"You told me that you and he weren't going out that night." Touya said. "Need I remind you?"

I nodded. "Can't you get over that? I mean, it was so long ago."

"Yeah, sure." Touya rolled his eyes, leaning against the wall across from me. "Where did you go last night?"

"To a dance." I said. "And then we hung out at the piers for a while. No big. No drinking or drugs, I swear. You know me better than that."

And I almost got raped/murdered, but I wasn't going to add that part.

"Sure." Touya sighed. "Well, dad and I are going out for brunch. If you want you can come."

I shook my head. "I'm good thanks. I'm still tired from last night, so I'm going to get some more sleep. Will you wake me up when you get back in?"

Touya nodded, walking over to the door. "Okay, I'll tell dad. We'll bring you back something."

"Thanks Touya!" I grinned, waving stupidly as he walked from the room and shut the door.

I sighed with relief when I heard the door to his room close.

"Thank God!" I groaned, walking over to the window. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky. "I thought he'd never leave!"

"Man." Syaoran said, getting up off the floor. "Isn't he the protective one? And you tackled me why?"

"Because you wouldn't get down." I said turning to face him. "And if Touya would have seen you, you'd be in the harbor right now."

Syaoran shook his head, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Who's Eriol?"

"Oh, he's a friend back home." I shrugged. "His girlfriend was out of town that night so we decided to go alone."

"Wow, he has a girlfriend and you still get with him?" Syaoran said, an evil smirk crossing his face. "I never would have thought of you as that kind of person."

I glared at him. "Eriol and I aren't like that! God, why do you have to be such an ass?"

"Because I can." Syaoran said in a mocking tone.

Oh God I was going to kill him before this summer was over.

"That's it, get out." I said.

"Why? What if I don't want to leave?"

"Too bad." I growled. "I'm tired and I'm going back to bed. So leave, now, unless you want me to kick you out."

"You couldn't even if you tried." Syaoran snapped.

"Want a bet?" I said acidly.

He folded his arms defiantly across his chest. Fine. That was a good enough answer for me.

I walked over to him and placed my hand on the back of his neck, finding the tiny little hairs.

Once I did, I pulled, hard.

"Fuck!" Syaoran shouted, wincing at the pain. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Kicking you out." I smirked, pulling at the back of his neck again, this time maneuvering him so he walked towards the door.

I knew this worked, all too well, for I had done it on Touya many times. It also worked on guys with a beard.

"Ow! Let go!" Syaoran growled, grabbing my hand.

"Get out." I said. "And I will."

"I'm going! I'm going!" Syaoran hissed, finally getting me to let go.

He griped my hands firmly in his. "That hurt! Where did you learn to do that?"

"I have a brother, remember?" I said. "Now go."

He glared at me.

"You can let go of my hands now." I said.

Pink flashed across Syaoran's face as he dropped my hands as if they were on fire. "Stupid-"

"Don't even try it." I growled, swinging open the door and watching, satisfied, as he walked out.

"I wasn't gonna say anything!" he snapped.

I smiled and waved. "Buh-bye Li-kun." Then I slammed the door.

"Ass."

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