Hey. Srry I haven't updated in a while. But here it is.
Engraved in Stone
The Sound of Music
August 6, 2006
She cringed at even the sight of the girl that she was going to have to take down. (Was that even possible? The girl was so huge that, not to be rude or anything; she could probably wrestle three of Sakura at the same time.) The inspirational word for winning this duel from Syaoran was quickly fading. With the cheering of the crowd (for whom, she wasn't sure.) and the threatening chiming of the bell signaling Sakura's upcoming doom, she wasn't sure if she should try or give up.
Her opponent loomed frighteningly before her, and Sakura was sure that at least one of her bones was going to be broken.
The girl jumped at her, knocking her to the ground. She couldn't breathe, and she wondered that maybe this large thing on top of her was trying to kill her. She remembered reading the rules of the match in the tent she was changing in before the game began. One only had to hold you to the ground for ten seconds before the game was over and the one holding you to the ground won.
"ONE!" They crowd yelled.
Syaoran was actually worried that she might lose this game. If she loosed this game, she was out for the day. With her stupid pride she would make him go and he wouldn't even get to play one game. Sports were one of his favorite things to do, and he would be damned before he let some girl he barely even knew drag him away from one of his passions in life.
"TWO!"
He pushed his way up to the front of the crowd, right outside the arena where Sakura was being strangled out of the weight of her challenger.
"THREE!"
"Sakura!" He yelled as loud as he could. He doubted that she could even hear him with the crowd of people yelling so loud. He was surprised when he heard a strangled grunt from Sakura, who was trying to pry her foe's hands (and body) off of her.
"FOUR!"
"What are you doing? You pride yourself for being the best at everything, and this is how it is going to end? By a obese lady wrestling you?" He started laughing hysterically. "I am never going to let you live this down!"
"FIVE!"
Half out of spite and half out of the fact that she only had five more seconds, Sakura raised her knee just enough for it to be digging into her enemy's stomach. Her competitor rolled off of her with a groan, and with the only element she had, Sakura was soon up and doing the only thing she could think of that would involve physical strength (For the girl would surely beat Sakura in that department).
She tickled her.
The crowd started again. "ONE!"
It was actually a very amusing sight. Two girls, one slender and small and the other large and threatening, in a wrestling arena that was supposed to be used for that exact thing, wrestling, were having a tickling match. And Sakura was winning.
"TWO!"
Syaoran grinned. It was working! The girl was brilliant. Tickling!
"THREE!"
Sakura's opponent looked like she didn't have a clue in hell what to do.
"FOUR!"
She had a looked that dawned what was actually happening.
"FIVE!"
Sakura was tickling her, obviously not having any mercy. The large girl started to laugh.
"SIX!"
When she reached up to retaliate, she realized that she didn't have the strength. She would have to stop laughing.
"SEVEN!"
She put her mouth in a straight line and calmed her breathing.
"EIGHT!"
But then Sakura decided to start tickling a particular ticklish place right below one of her ribs. She burst out laughing again.
"NINE!"
Then Sakura stopped. The girl blinked and she realized what was happening.
"TEN!"
She had lost.
"You were genius! Brilliant, really! I can't believe you did that, Sakura!" Syaoran had run up to her and said with a hug. Sakura blushed and became modest.
"It was nothing, really. If the girl hadn't been as ticklish as she was, I would have lost at once."
Syaoran shook his head. "Well, c'mon then. Let's get going to my shot put which I will win, of course."
Sakura rolled her eyes. "Sure," She said, dragging out the 'u'.
It turns out he did win. Syaoran had given Sakura a cheeky grin and had said, "See?"
Sakura had won all of the running events and long jump. She wasn't so lucky with the high jump on account of being pretty short for a sixteen year old. She was about five foot three.
Syaoran, on the other hand, had won all of his running events, won high jump but lost long jump. He had landed on his arse.
By now, both of the were very sweaty. Sakura had asked for a bath at the castle, but all Yamazaki had dome was look at her as if she were mental and say, "What do you need a bath for? You're just going to get all sweaty again tomorrow."
Sakura had grumbled, but it didn't seem to bother Syaoran.
"C'mon, Syaoran, we have to go. We have to get going." She whined.
"No. I want to stay here tonight and tomorrow. Don't you want to? They've got a whole new set of games for tomorrow!"
"Absolutely not. That will set our whole schedule off track. Do you want to be turned into stone?"
Syaoran just rolled his eyes and turned around to walk off.
"Syaoran, wait!" Sakura called out for him. They needed to leave soon. They couldn't just wait. So she had to think of a plan. She looked around. There! There was a carriage with no horses over near the clearing where the hill went right down to the gate. She could get him in the then push them down and out, and hopefully this stupid spell that wouldn't get him to leave would wear off.
"What, Sakura? I'm going to be late for the award's ceremony!"
"Come with me." She said. So she turned around and walked to the carriage.
"Lie down." She told him. She quickly ran out of the carriage and into the tent, which held their belongings. She ran back to the carriage, and pulled out her lute. She remembered when Syaoran and herself were playing the 'Get to know me' game right before the would-be wedding.
"I love sailing and horseback riding. How do you feel about them?"
Sakura did not have to think for a moment. "Sailing makes me horribly seasick and horses make me sneeze. But I love poetry and polyphonic music. How do you feel about those?"
Syaoran was equally quick to respond. "Poetry makes me irritable and fidgety. Serious music makes me unbearably sleepy."
So, with Syaoran looking quite weirdly at her, she began to play music that was beautiful, but would surely put Syoaran to sleep.