Chess Over Boys
moondocc
Rated: PG-13
AN: this is just GREAT! FF.N doesn't allow slash and star and the at sign nemore!! GRR! They were my signature!!! Okay;; thanx a lot 4 the AWESOME reviews - I'm really glad u guys enjoyed Chess over Boys when Cherished in My Heart and Eyes of Hate took an –interesting- turn!!
AN: I am so glad that Chess over Boys was popular. I thought ppl wouldn't be interested in chess! Neways, THANK U ALL 4 REVIEWING!!! This was the first time I've ever gotten over 21 reviews for a first chap!! THANK U!! ps. Ur pen names will be at the bottom... there are no individual replies =( sorry... I will try next time tho - hehe... just type in CtrlF to find ur name!)
First: When I said that Chess over Boys is kinda based on my life I didn't mean it THAT WAY. I mean, I've been to Hong Kong & all but I didn't really um... SIT NEXT TO A CUTE BOY or anything.-I didn't talk to anyone on the plane except my parents.
-I am not an orphan. I do play chess but I'm definitely not competing (I'm too bad 4 that)
- I'm not 16... I'm gonna be a freshman (14). I don't go to a Excellent Youth Academy (collage prep – whatever)
-Syaoran is not my boyfriend or my friend in real life. He's just a made-up person based on a guy I used like in school.
-There are going to be characters who are based on my friends, like Tomoyo, who will be based on Friend-V, Chiharu will be based on Dark-Neko-Goddess, and we are (in real life), all in chess 2gether, though Tomoyo is in the singing program.
Second: Please enjoy this chap!
currently working on;;
. Eyes of Hate
. Ultimate Betrayal
I have like, A LOT of Cherished in My Heart chapters cuz I enjoy working on it the MOST so yeah... Third: Chess instructions will be given in the next chap -
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Chapter 2: Hong Kong, the UNEXPECTED
Sakura looked around her. There were tall buildings of all sorts of kinds, like those big, stainless-steeled skyscrapers and iron twin towers standing in the mist of the huge city. There was traffic everywhere, on the streets, where loud honks were heard, and on the sidewalks, where busy people shouted.
"Okay, Sakura, caaalm down." Sakura whispered. The orphan has never been outside of her own little circle except for chess tournaments, in other words, in the real world, she'd be considered—A FREAK.
"The Hi-K never told me where I'd be staying..." Sakura thought carefully, "I wonder if the people here are kindly enough to take me in." She reached into her pockets, and found, sadly, five bucks. "Okay, I'm in trouble."
Panicking, Sakura grabbed the shirt of the nearest person walking by her, a tall young man with square glasses, and asked, "Where is Hi-K?"
The young man shook his head, slapped her hands off his jacket, and walked away casually. "Stupid jerks." Sakura cursed. (AN: yeah I use that but a lotta ppl do 2 rite?)
Walking in circles in the busy crowd, stranded in Koo Long County, translated "Nine Dragons" in the city of Hong Kong, Sakura had no idea what to do. How is a 16-year-old girl going to SURVIVE even one day in an unfamiliar city?
I wish I could meet a familiar face here, Sakura thought sadly as a single tear fell down her cheeks. Suddenly out of nowhere a strong hand wiped the salt drop away, and Sakura screamed. "No! Get off me you PERVERT!" -And hit the person in the face with her suitcase (a small one) in her right hand.
"Oww..." The boy said in pain as he rubbed his face with his hands. Sakura stared. He has messy chestnut hair and about the size of the guy she met on the plane.
"Show-wan?" Sakura asked.
The boy glared angrily. "We don't see each other for one day and suddenly now I'm Show-wan and pervert?"
Sakura's frown melted into giggles. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was thinking that you were some guy that wants to rape me or sumthin'. And I remembered that you were really flashy and showy and braggy, so I kinda forgot your name."
"Well, I didn't forget your name, Samora!" "Show-Wan" spat.
"Look who's talking? And, actually, my name's not Samora."
"Shut up. I know what the fuck your name is!" Syaoran said as he directed Sakura to a McDonald's.
"Alright then. Let's just say that my name is Samora. Can I call you Show-wan then?" Sakura asked sweetly.
"OK, ok, I know perfectly what your name is. It's Sakura. And again, I'm Syaoran Li at your service, the hot soccer capt—"
"Give it up, playboy!" Sakura laughed. Syaoran stared angrily at her again, but laughed too. "Okay, two Big Mac's, Fries, and a Coke for me, and for the lady—" Syaoran paused, looking Sakura's way—"Pepsi."
"Pepsi?" Syaoran said in surprise as the cashier forwarded the menu. Sakura led him to an empty table where they both sat down. "Did you know that Pepsi and Coke are competitors? I mean, how could you when I'm havin' coke?"
Sakura stared. "I'm sorry. Should I change it?"
"No, no, it's okay, I'm just messin' with you anyways. So, what up?" Syaoran asked playfully.
"I'm at this stupid place with five bucks on me, and no place to stay. I don't know anyone here, except maybe you, and I don't know you that well, and... I'm just thinking that I should've never left the orphanage." Sakura confessed.
Syaoran nodded knowingly. "Hey, um, look, I know this must sound crazy, but—"
"Your order, luvers," the waiter teased as he dropped off two trays of Big Mac's, fries, and drinks on their table.
"We're not—" Sakura protested, "Whatever..." the waiter laughed as he placed his towel on his back.
"Where do they hire them anyway?" Sakura said, annoyed. "Maybe I should get a job..."
"HELLO?! Hear me out?" Syaoran flicked his eyebrows and waved his hand at Sakura. "Oh, yes? You were talking about a crazy idea?"
"It's not a crazy id—I guess it is," Syaoran paused, "um, okay. How would you feel if you were to come to live with my family and I for a few days? I mean, you're broke and everything, and it's hard to find a job with a social background like yours. You can work your way while you stay with us and, well, you know the rest."
"That's totally absurd!" Sakura launched her voice. "I mean, I can't trouble you!"
"It's not trouble. We have 103 bedrooms in our mansion, and 43 of them are empty," Syaoran said casually, slurping coke.
"What?!" Sakura yelled, spraying pepsi all over Syaoran's shirt. "I'm sooo sorry!" she said as she grabbed a napkin and started cleaning it.
"It's okay," Syaoran smiled as he pushed Sakura away and took off his shirt, leaving his white undershirt on. People stared their way, gossiping, shaking their heads, and murmuring, "Kids today... They don't know any manners.
Sakura raised her eyebrows at Syaoran's muscular arms and great body, but shook her head in confusion. "What do you mean 103 bedrooms? Are you like, a millionaire or something?"
"Well... not exactly, I'm the CEO of my company but... I wouldn't consider myself as a millionaire!" Syaoran said humbly.
"You have your own company? Then, if you're not a millionaire, then, what are you?" Sakura gasped.
"Silly. I'm a billionaire! Millionaires are so poor. Personally I don't really relate to them often... My family shares my point of view. They're only going to ruin you! I only hang out with billionaires, but I try to keep a low profile." Syaoran stated while digging into his burger.
"I only have five bucks." Sakura scoffed. "You have 1,000,000,000 bucks at least."
"Well, are you interested? I mean, if it's not comfortable, you can work your way out so you can find an apartment or something. I'm only offering." Syaoran said mindlessly.
"Don't you, like, have guards or something?" Sakura asked.
"No, my mother runs the company though I'm officially the CEO. She doesn't care about me. If I die, the company will be hers, I mean, you know, the way mothers work."
"Actually, I don't."
"Oh. Yeah, I forgot... Sorry." Syaoran apologized.
"Then... you don't hang out with people at your school?" Sakura asked.
"I do, but no one knows who I really am." Syaoran shrugged.
"WHAT?"
"I would prefer if you don't tell anyone, but somehow, my mother manages to fool these people."
"Of course I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to. What do you think I am, a TATTLETALE?" Sakura said in dignity.
"No I don't. I just think that it's best if you didn't." Syaoran said honestly.
"So you're still using your real name?" Sakura asked.
"The main family business corp is at Japan, so no one really knows anything about it here." Syaoran started putting fries in his mouth.
"Oh... well. You really want to do this? I mean—really?" Sakura asked.
"Yeah, sure, why not? You're cute, and you need a place to stay—OW! Stop punching me in the face! This is getting really annoying now—so why not at my place? I mean, we have like, 50 servants and you'd be living like a queen!"
"Um, yeah. A queen. Whatever. So again, why are you doing this to me?" Sakura asked curiously.
"Because I like you." Okay, none of this happened to me in real life except that I've been to Hong Kong, and if you read the stuff I wrote at the beginning of the chapter, you'll know that this fic isn't ENTIRELY based on me... neways... yeah... review! Pls!
Ps. Sorry if this chap sucked... nothing really HAPPENED. But dun worry, next time Syaoran's gonna take sakura home w/ him & stuff will really begin to blossom! I would like to thank:
little wolf blossom, serenity06, azn-kitties, Frosted BlossomZ, Avelyn Lauren, AnA, star, HanaNatsu, FanficPixie, sally, AutumnIllusion, sakura tenshi.AnGeL oF lOvE, Illusioner 1412, anonymous, Awai-umi, KAWAii ANiME ANGEL, YingFa-lilWolf-Lover, kura52, sweet-captor, sai-chan, chikichiki, The Crystally Water, Carmela-chan, Azera, Sieg1308, and anjuliet.
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