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Do You Want Me?
By Louann1
Chapter 1: When I Don't Get My Way
" You know Li... You're one hell of a guy," Sakura smiled.
This was a change. All the way to their appartment she'd been dissing him, calling him names, hitting him. Syaoran didn't really want to diss back, after all they were going to be living with each other for a year. And maybe... just maybe, they'd actually get along.
" Really?" Syaoran blushed.
" Yeah, one from HELL!! THE REINCARNATION OF SATAN!!" Sakura threw a pillow at him.
" That was harsh, Sakura," Syaoran slumped onto the white leather coach. So much for change, he thought.
" You know... I knew you were trouble," Sakura glared at him.
" I've heard that before... Anyway, where do I sleep?" Syaoran asked finally relaxing.
" Right where you are," Sakura replied. She went to the kitchen.
" WHAT?!" Syaoran yelled. " No way! I'm not sleeping on this sofa for a whole year!"
" You're not. Just until futhur notice," Sakura turned on the oven. All this arguing made her hungry. " That's what you get for what you did to me this morning!... Unless you want the floor!"
" I said I was sorry!" Syaoran yelled back.
Syaoran waited for a reply but there wasn't one. He listened closely and could vaguely hear the sound of Sakura crying.
Slowly he got up and went to the kitchen. It was amazingly clean, every item was spotless and with black or white. In the middle of the laminated floorboards was Sakura on her knees. Syaoran rushed to her and knelt down on the floor.
" Hey... I'm sorry... I'll sleep on the sofa. Just.. Don't cry... You don't want to ruin your pretty face now, eh?"
" OK!!" Sakura piped up and wiped her tears with her pink sleeve.
" Hey! You liar!! That's just low, you know that?!" Syaoran spat.
" So I cry like a baby when I don't get my way... You still want me," Sakura lustfully, drawing closer to Syaoran.
" Well..." Syaoran began.
" You sado!" Sakura went back to cooking. " You're still sleeping on the sofa."
" I know... I am sorry..." Syaoran said with a sad look in his eyes.
" Nice try, but you won't fool me like that," Sakura said.
Syaoran gave a small smile and went back to his new bed.
As Syaoran lay down on the cushiony sofa he remembered his first encounter with Sakura.
-That Morning-
On the busy street a young man walked with his head looking down. He was drinking a cappichino; he needed the caffine. He'd been up most of the night worrying about his new school. He didn't have to be in until later on that day. It was rush hour and many people barged into him including a pretty young lady.
" I'm soo sorry," the young man apologized seeing his coffee on the lady's blouse.
" I'm going to be late!" She exclaimed looking at her silver wristwatch.
" Please let me pay for your taxi fare," the man suggested.
" Thanks for offering but I-" The girl began to walk away but she slipped on the coffe glazed ground.
The young man tried to save her from falling but in the end both ended up on the floor, lips to lips.
" I am soo sorry," the man repeated.
" You better be! This coat is dry clean only!"
" Since you're going to be late, how about we meet later and I can pay you then," the man said.
" You jerk!" the young woman began to hit him. " You are sick! Disgusting! You don't do that to people on the street yet alone a female!! I am not meeting you again!!"
" Calm down," the man restrained her wrists.
" Grr! Forget it!!" with that the lady left.
The young man continued to stare as the young woman ran out of view.
-Present-
" Sakura... Sakura... Sakura?" Syaoran gently shook the young lady that had somehow appeared next to him.
" What? Lemme sleep..." Sakura slurred.
" But...?" Syaoran was truely puzzled. Slowly he tried to get off the sofa without touching any... unnecessary body parts. Eventually, he manage to fall on the floor with a thud due to the lack of gripability he had.
Sakura woke after hearing the unexpected thump. She immediately sprung up and looked around. She couldn't see anyone. Then, she heard a small groaning fron behind her. She looked over the back of the sofa and saw Syaoran.
" Whatcha doing?" She asked, emphasizing every syllable.
" Dying on your floor," Syaoran replied.
" Tut tut, Li, it's your floor too," Sakura scolded playfully.
" Oww..." Syaoran curled up. " I really think I shouldn't sleep on the sofa."
" Hey... Are you OK?" She asked sincerely.
Sakura got off the sofa and went to Syaoran's side.
" Syaoran," She called his name. " Let me help you..."
" Oww!" Syaoran groaned for the tenth time.
" I guess you could sleep in the spare room," Sakura said.
Sakura turned him over but to her surprise Syaoran pulled her down into a kiss.
" Now... That's what I do when I don't get my way," Syaoran stood up and straightened his clothes.
" Li?" Sakura's face became very dark. " You are going to pay for that!"
" Huh?" Syaoran whimpered.
" YOU MORON!! YOU ASSHOLE!! YOU JACKASS!! YOU SEX OFFENDER!! DO THAT JAPANESE POLICE EVEN HAVE YOU REGISTERED?!" Sakura yelled and chased Syaoran around the not-so-tidy-anymore appartment. " COME BACK HERE YOU CREEP!!" Sakura screamed.
" Why is it always me? Have I cussed you?!" Syaoran asked, pausing to look at his attacker.
" Have I ever sexually harassed YOU?!" Sakura retorted.
" Hmm... You have a point there," Syaoran stood thoughtfully.
" Wha-?" Sakura froze. What was he talking about?
" Technically you have once," Syaoran told her.
" What? When? NO!" Sakura denied.
" Yeah... This morning... If I remember correctly it was you who was on top," Syaoran pondered.
" No..." Sakura replied. " It was you who was on top, you prat!"
" Oh yeah. Anyway, what's with all the name calling?"
" You deserve them!" Sakura retorted.
" For what? One kiss?"
" Two actually, and a bunch of sexual harrasment!"
" Sexual harrasment?! When?"
" You mean... You don't remember?" Sakura asked innocently.
" No..." Syaoran replied puzzled.
" Then you don't need to know," Sakura turned on the television.
" Yes, I do!" Syaoran turned it off.
" Look Li-"
" You say that a lot, you know?" Syaoran pointed out.
" If you're going to be like that..." Sakura turned the tv on with the remote.
" OK, OK... Tell me," Syaoran turned it off.
" Well..." Sakura extended the 'ell'. " Yooooooou... Sleep walk... And sleep talk... And sleep sexual harass."
" No..." Syaoran's voice was low in disbelief.
Sakura nodded and raised her eyebrow,
" How do you think I even got to the point of touching you, yet alone sleeping next to you?"
" I am very, very, very sorry," Syaoran bowed.
" You need to stop apologizing, it doesn't suit you at all," Sakura said rustling open a potato chip packet.
" Yeah... It's a bad habit I guess," Syaoran told her. " I'm used to apologizing for my actions."
" I've noticed..." Sakura eyed him. " You really are starting to piss me off with all the 'I'm sorry... I'm sorry'. You need to stop that."
" I'm sor-" Syaoran began before he realized Sakura was kissing him.
" See? I can get my way, your way too!" Sakura smiled. " Jackass!"
" What?!" Syaoran barked. " Whad I do?"
" You enjoyed that! You moron!" Sakura pushed him onto the white sofa.
" Excuse me but you're blocking the tv," Syaoran gestured for her to move.
" This time Li, you will not be kissing me to get your way!" Sakura stated firmly blocking the tv even more.
" There are other means of getting what I want," Syaoran told her.
" Oh really? What would they be?"
Syaoran got up, lifted Sakura and swung her over his shoulder.
" Li! You put me down now!!" Sakura yelled thumping her fists on his back.
" Are you sure?" Syaoran asked cooly, walking around the apartment. He managed to find his way to the bathroom and began to run the bath with cold water. It sploshed and eventually filled almost to the top.
" Yes, I am!" Sakura pounded even harder.
" Fine," Syaoran dropped her into the icy cold bath.
" Ahhh!! Wait until I get my hands on you LI!!"
" Take a chill pill," Syaoran left Sakura in the bath and closed the door.
Sakura later emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a green towel.
" Holy crap!!" Syaoran exclaimed as he saw Sakura.
" I think I look a bit better than 'shit', thanks," Sakura went to the kitchen.
" You do! It's just... You..." Syaoran trailed off. " Are you going to walk around like that a lot?"
" Not now... When you say it, it sounds perverted," Sakura went to her room and slammed the door.
" Heh!" Syaoran laughed to himself.
" DON'T THINK I CAN'T HEAR YOU!! 'COS I CAN!" Sakura screamed, her voice was muffled by the door.
" What I did this morning wasn't that bad, was it?" Syaoran asked pouring himself a drink.
" I guess not... But it's what you said that pissed me off," Sakura said.
" What did I say?" Syaoran swallowed the drink.
" 'Since you're going to be late, how about we meet later and I can pay you then'. God! You sounded like a sugar coated stalker," Sakura appeared out of no-where with a comb in her hand.
" How can I-"
" Don't," Sakura stopped him. " I like things the way they are. Like I said, ' I cry like a baby when I don't get my way'."
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