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Chapter Sixteen: Rain

To say Syaoran was shocked would be a major understatement.

To say I was in shock would have been an ever more major understatement.

Why had I done that? Why? Why? WHY?

I didn't like Syaoran anymore…did I?

Awe hell, of course I did!

But it's so weird how guys can ignore you one minuet, then French you the next. Which was exactly what Syaoran was doing.

Frenching me, I mean.

Yeah.

No sooner had the both of us fully realized what I'd done, did his hands drop from mine, curving around the back of my neck.

Damn it! Why did he have to be such a good kisser?

Where was my gun? I could totally squirt him. That would stop him.

Or better yet, squirt me. I needed something cold at that moment.

I desperately needed it when one of his hands slid down my back, sending shivers down my spine, all the way down to the small of my back.

So there we were, kneeling on the misty grass, playing tonsil hockey.

And oh what a fun game of tonsil hockey it was.

But wait…tonsil hockey? His tongue in my mouth? His tongue shouldn't be anywhere near my mouth! I shouldn't be this close to Syaoran unless it's to give him mouth to mouth because he was dying!

This had to stop. Now.

Just as I was about to stop him, however, his grip around me tightened as he pulled me onto his lap, tilting my head so he could get a better view of my mouth.

Damn him!

This had to stop, right now, before I did something that I would regret.

Well, I already had done something that I regretted, but whatever.

I didn't want to lead Syaoran on, I really didn't…and I especially didn't want to do this to myself anymore. I had broke up with him, it was over…I wasn't supposed to kiss him again.

But I had, and the more he kissed me, the less I regretted it.

XxXxX

I lay on my bed early the next day, my fingers stroking Kero's tiny orange ears softly, listening to the cat purr contently.

I still couldn't believe what I had done. I'd just gone right out and kissed him. How could I be so stupid?

And worse, he'd kissed me back.

Oh yes, he'd kissed me back all right. No sooner had things gotten a little hot and heavy, however, did I pull away with a simple "I'm sorry" and then I got up, running back to the car.

I had been in shock, basically, and was rather ashamed of myself.

I had, in Hong Kong, broken it off with Syaoran. So why was I doing this to myself?

I groaned, getting to my feet. I wasn't dressed yet and was still in my pajamas. But I didn't care, it was a weekend anyway.

Though…I did have to make up that class I skipped.

Oh well, I'd make it up later there was no way I was leaving the house, it was raining. No, it was pouring.

"Your finally awake squirt." Touya said as I walked into the kitchen and flopped down at the table. "A little earlier than usual, I must say."

I gave him a very nice one fingered gesture.

"Whoa." Touya smirked, sitting down beside me, setting a steaming cup of tea in front of me. "What's gotten into you?"

"I didn't sleep, at all, last night." I said. It was true, too. I had returned home around two in the morning from our little war, totally exhausted and still in shock.

So I'd lay in bed all night and beyond, staring blankly at the roof, scratching Kero's ears.

Thinking.

"Drink this." Touya said, pushing the tea more in front of me. "It'll wake you up."

Doubt it.

I drank it anyway. "Thanks."

"Where were you last night, anyway?" Touya asked, leaning back in his chair. "Yukito came over and I came to get you, but you were gone."

"I was at Syaoran and Meilin's." I answered bluntly. "It was his birthday."

"What?" Touya gaped at me. "You were with that Chinese gaki all night?"

"Not all night." I said. "And it wasn't just us. Tomoyo, Eriol and Meilin were there, too."

"What did you do?"

"What does it matter?"

"Sakura." Touya growled.

I rolled my eyes. "We watched a movie, then went out in the parks for a while, okay? That's all."

"And what did you do in the parks?"

"Had a war." I smirked. "I got a water gun. Now bugger off."

Touya rolled his eyes. "I knew it."

"Knew what?" I growled, glaring icily at him.

"You like that stupid Chinese-"

"So what if I do?" I snapped, cutting him off. "What are you going to do about it?"

Ha, shouldn't have said that.

Touya gave me a very evil smirk.

"Don't you dare go near him." I said acidly. "He's done nothing to you."

"But he hurt you, back in Hong Kong." Touya said arrogantly. "So I now have the God given right, as your older brother, to kick his ass."

"Uh, no, you don't." I sighed.

Touya rolled his eyes. "I still think I do."

I sighed, walking from the room. I really did not need this at the moment.

I walked back into my room and turned on my stereo and put in a CD. Soon, I was listening to Every Little Thing's "Ai No Uta".

I love this song. It was so cute…and yet somewhat depressing.

I sighed, closing my eyes and flopping onto my bed, Kero instantly taking his place on my stomach.

God that cat had to loose some weight.

I listened to the song for a while, enjoying the soft tones and faint drumming. Ai Not Uta, it meant; Song of love. Kind of ironic, somewhat.

I should tell him, really I should. I mean…after last night, I knew now, for sure, that I still liked him.

No, I still loved him.

Damn me and my density. Why couldn't I see it sooner?

He probably hated me now anyway, he probably thought I was leading him on or something.

I was so, so screwed.

With a strangled sigh, I walked into my bathroom and closed the door behind me, turning on the shower.

I emerged a few minuets later and walked into my room, slipping on a pale blue zip-up sweater and a black skirt.

I was going to tell him. Tell him everything. How sorry I was, everything.

I had to do it.

"Sakura where are you going?" Touya asked as I walked down the stairs and to the front door. "It's raining."

"I know that." I said, grabbing my umbrella. "I'll be back soon, okay? Don't worry."

Touya rolled his eyes. "Fine. But if you get sick, that's your fault."

I ignored him, pulling the door open, opening my umbrella as I stepped outside into the rain.

Why did it always have to freaking rain?

Groaning, I ran out onto the street, my umbrella doing a sufficiently crappy job in keeping me dry, my feet pounding on the wet pavement.

I'd go to Syaoran's house, tell him how I felt, then book it back to my house without looking back.

As I neared his house, the dim lighting from the windows shining through the dark of the rain, something caught my eye and made me stop running.

There was a group of people, hidden somewhat in the alley, all crowding around someone.

Someone oddly familiar.

"Who do you think you are, talking to us like that?" I heard one, a boy, snarl.

"Who I am doesn't matter." their target growled back, obviously not caring that he was outnumbered five to one. "Now get out of my way."

"Cheeky one aren't you, for a newcomer?" another of the people snickered.

I rolled my eyes. It was like Syaoran to mouth off to a bunch of thugs like them.

I could tell, just by the way the group was speaking to the stupid Chinese boy, that they were getting rather fed up and would, most likely, kick his ass in a few moments.

My theory was correct, for seconds later someone lashed out and punched Syaoran, hard, in the face.

What was I supposed to do? Hit them with my umbrella?

I smirked, that might work.

I gasped, running towards the group, as Syaoran lost his footing and fell to the ground, the five people still attacking him.

Haven't they ever been taught not to hit someone when they're down?

Obviously not.

So I ran up to them, they didn't even noticed me, and hit one, hard, with my umbrella, which I'd closed.

The person fell into another of their friends and the two crumpled to the ground.

I couldn't help but smile. That had been fun. Talk about an adrenaline rush.

"Come on!" I growled, grabbing Syaoran's arm, pulling him off the ground.

Now…go to his house, where the group would probably follow us and try to kill us, or go to my house where, if they stepped foot on our property, Touya would come out and open hell.

I'm going to go with my house.

I gripped his arm tightly and ran, pulling him along behind me, the heavy rain falling down on us, splashing around us on the street as we ran.

"S-Sakura?" Syaoran gaped at me, falling into a steady run beside me. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to talk to you." I said. "Good thing, too. What the hell are you doing, mouthing off to them?"

He was about to answer me, when voices shouted from behind us "Get them!"

"Tell me later." I sighed, running faster.

We made it to my house in no time flat, our five pursuers still hot on our tails.

So, we ran up the steps, swung open the door, and dove inside, slamming the door behind us, locking it.

Syaoran and I gasped for breath, sinking to the floor in the front entrance.

"Well," I breathed. "That was fun."

Syaoran smirked faintly. "Thanks."

"Any time." I sighed, looking over at him. "Oh God! Your bleeding!"

He rose his hand to his nose, which was bleeding rather badly, a small cut also bled on his cheek.

I rolled my eyes and got to my feet, grabbing his arm, pulling him off the floor. "God your dense. Come on."

"Sakura?" Touya said from the kitchen. "Who are you talking to?"

"Just Tomoyo!" I said. "We're going upstairs. Come in and die."

"Fine." Touya grumbled.

I smirked, leading Syaoran upstairs, but not into my room, into the bathroom.

"Sit." I ordered, pointing to the edge of the tub.

He didn't question me, but sat at the edge of the tub, holding his hand to his nose.

I quickly took a cloth from under the sink and wet it, turning back to Syaoran.

"Don't." he said as I rose the cloth to his face. "It's fine."

"Yeah, right." I frowned. "Chill out Li, I wont bite."

He sighed and let me cup his chin with my hand, gently dabbing his nose with the cloth.

"What were you thinking?" I groaned. "What were you doing out in the rain, anyway?"

"I was walking." Syaoran said, his voice slightly muffled from the cloth over his nose, slightly over his mouth. "They came out of nowhere."

"And?" I said.

He sighed. "They were rude, so I reacted."

"Obviously." I smirked, checking the cloth to see if the bleeding had stopped. "Your lucky, they didn't get you badly. Just a few cuts and bruises. I still can't believe you'd mouth off to them. If Eriol or someone else had been with you then yeah, I could see it, but you were alone. Not a smart move."

"Well you were there, weren't you?" Syaoran said softly.

I felt my cheeks warm slightly. "Well, yeah. But still..."

"Why did you do that?" he asked. "Why did you interfere?"

"Because if I hadn't, you would have gotten the shit kicked out of you." I said, satisfied that his nose and finally stopped bleeding.

I turned and opened the cupboards under the sink, pulling the first aid kit from the shelves, then turned back to Syaoran.

"But still." he said, looking down at me as I crouched on the floor, going through the plastic box full of supplies. "You could have gotten hurt."

I shrugged, peeling a small band-aid from it's wrapper, looking back up at Syaoran. "Well I wasn't."

"They know where you live now."

"You forget that Touya lives here." I smirked, cupping his chin with my hand again, to keep his face steady, as I placed the band-aid over the cut on his cheek. "He can kick their asses any day, and I doubt that you have tons of people at your house, that's why I came here."

"Touya's gonna find out I'm here and he'll kill." Syaoran said, rolling his eyes.

"Not if you leave quickly." I said.

"Speaking of leaving, what did you want to talk about?" he asked.
My eyes widened slightly and I turned away from him, stuffing the first aid kit back on the shelves. "Nothing."

Why couldn't I tell him? I had the chance right there…and yet I couldn't do it.

"Well if you aren't going to answer me, then I have a question for you." he said.

I turned around, only to find that he was kneeling on the floor in front of me, closely in front of me.

"S-Shoot." I stammered.

"Last night." he said, his amber gaze boring into mine. "Why did you kiss me?"

Oh God, he just had to bring that up at this moment, didn't he?

I felt my face go ten shades of red. "I…uh…um…I..."

Wow, I sucked at answering questions.

Though, you can't really blame me.

I looked down at my lap, rather ashamed of myself. Hmm, how could I answer this one…

I suddenly felt his hand curve under my chin, lifting my face so I was looking straight into his eyes.

Damn. Those amber eyes that I'd fallen for.

"B-Because…" I breathed, slightly of aware that, as I was trying to talk, Syaoran was leaning closer to me, his breath dangerously warm on my lips. "I…because I..."

Just as I felt that static of his lips on mine, a shadow loomed over us.

Oh…shit.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Touya all but shouted, grabbing my arm, pulling me off the floor and away from Syaoran.

"Touya it's not what it-"

"Looks like?" Touya growled, finishing for me.

"Um…yes?" I smiled nervously as Syaoran got casually to his feet.

Touya glared ice picks and daggers at the Chinese boy. "What do you think your doing in our house? And where's Tomoyo?"

"She…uh, was never here." I said sheepishly. "You see, I went to talk to Syaoran and he was getting beat up and so I brought him back here and…yeah."

Touya ignored my explanation, however, and kept glaring at Syaoran, who was glaring right back at him with just as much venom.

This was embarrassing. No, this was mortifying.

"Syaoran." I said faintly. "I think…you should go."

Syaoran nodded and I grabbed Touya's arm, pulling him from the room so Syaoran could get past.

And then, he was gone, just like that.

Wow, Touya had handled that much better than I'd thought he would.

"You have some explaining to do, Sakura." Touya growled.

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