Apologies: I'm sorry for updating this just now. I was having a crazy writer's block.

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Asskicker Gal

By: Elie

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Chapter 3:

Humiliation Move No. 1

Syaoran wanted to cover his ears desperately. His seemingly crazed best friend, Eriol, kept laughing his ass off since yesterday. For everyone in school, it would've looked like a draw (and a fact that it is one), but for Syaoran, it was nothing more than a humiliating, pride-crushing, and truly impossible loss.

What would you feel if you've lost to a cute girl, same age as you, and sad to say that you're a guy?

Of course, you're a pathetic loser.

Thing is, Syaoran didn't lose to Sakura, nor did Sakura to him. They ended up in an embarrassing draw…and that was for the first time in their entire lives. And the fact that they're excellent martial artists made it even worse. But come on, how bad could that be?

"I fucking hate her." Syaoran muttered as he slammed his locker door in anger, intentionally letting it echo in the empty hallway where only he and Eriol stood.

"Yeah right…you said that five times this already, man. Don't you get sick of thinking about her all day?" Eriol mused, walking behind Syaoran as they exited the building.

"I just fucking hate her…!" There, he blew it again.

This time, Eriol laughed, throwing a light punch on his best friend's chest. "Man, you are so gay…!" Chuckling, he flung himself on the ground and stared up the sky. "She's only a girl, Syao…but she can kick ass, and that's the only problem."

"I fu–" before Syaoran could utter a word, Eriol gave him this serious glare that he instantly diverted his attention above. "-…she's gonna pay."

"Like…how?" Eriol asked, rolling eyes and clearly uninterested. But a sudden thought of someone made him jolt up and grin. "Hey…does that involve Tomoyo Daidouji?"

Syaoran looked at him, skeptical. "Hell no-"

"-What are you planning anyway?"

"A tough prank…why? Wanna lend a hand?" Syaoran grinned.

Eriol smiled. "Count me in, buddy…"

Syaoran smiled, too, and returned the punch. "That's my boy."

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Due to some schedule conflicts and lazy hours, Sakura spent her lunch near the field. It was noon, so it was obviously empty. And for some crazy matter, she thought she was brave enough to eat at the cafeteria. After the fight yesterday, she would've wanted to die out of shame.

Fortunately, she was able to go back home to the Li Manor early, eat dinner, freshen up, and retreat to bed immediately. But heck, she didn't even bother to train that night at the dojo within the manor. Syaoran was probably up, releasing his anger on a sandbag.

'What if I win the tournament…?' she thought all of a sudden, 'Li would be sooo freakin' jealous. Oh yes he will…' she grinned at the thought, chewing her food slowly, 'I swear I'll make up for that draw yesterday…even if he feels strong and everything, I'll make him feel what it's like to lose-'

She stopped there, pondering on the thought for a few moments. Then, she sighed. The simple reason would explain one simple thing: she's never lost to anyone before. No…not ever.

She's always been a great fighter, although Touya knocked her out several times already, those sparring events didn't count officially. Not that Touya ever cheated, anyway. He's a big fat liar, too.

Sakura smiled at the small picture of her, her father, and Touya -all gathered up together to receive their promotion belts, her father becoming a 6th-Dan Black Belt in Japan- in her head. She hasn't been here in Hong Kong for a week yet, but she missed them at Tomoeda with all her heart.

Shaking out the thoughts, she stood up and took her backpack while paying attention to a few boys playing basketball at the covered court. Lost in the vivid image of hot guys getting rough with sports, she didn't notice someone slipping right by her side and-

"What th-" A strong hand impeded her mouth, and before she could fight back for her release, the person seemed to know the basics of how-to-fight-back-your-assailant.

The person placed his head against her shoulder, lifting her face near his until his lips drew close to her ear. In a husky tone, he said, "Promise to be a good girl, okay?" Sakura rolled her eyes and nodded. There was no way she could get away from the firm grip on her arms, anyway.

She heard him chuckle near her ear and she couldn't help but squirm a little as he brought her body closer to his. The bump caused her tingles, and suddenly, she realized that his voice has changed. "Now, over here-"

The voice was undeniably familiar. "LI?" she blurted as soon as the hand loosened a bit.

Hurriedly, the he dragged her over a secluded fence-side just beside the field. She was hauled face against the wall in an instant with her arms closed together. This didn't make Sakura at least scared at all. In fact, it made her a bit excited and tingly inside.

BUT- if her assailant was Li Syaoran…

Sakura felt herself being turned, and as she did so, her emerald eyes met again those familiar amber cores. She gasped in surprise, unable to move, unable to speak, and unable to massacre him at the moment.

But anyways, there she stood, in shock, held by Syaoran, their gazes locked in a fiery…staring game?

Speaking of game, was he toying with her earlier? Like the way he held her body, brought it closer to his, and gave it a tingly sensation inside? What about the seductively husky whisper in her ear…? Were they all part of the game?

Sakura blinked intentionally, causing Syaoran to escape from it also. But his hands never left her arms. She couldn't believe she liked to remain this way- Syaoran keeping her his hostage. Her own mind was betraying her!

"Let me go, Li. This is cheating," she spoke, forgetting to struggle or anything.

Syaoran grinned at her. Hey…Syaoran grinned at her! And it was a sexy grin. Sakura couldn't help but blush. Damn, she was fighting it off, but her heart was beating so fast that she could only look down.

"What are you talking about, Kino-I mean, Sakura?" Syaoran asked in his a-little-bit-cocky, a-little-bit-innocent tone. And all of a sudden, he inverted their position so it would seem that he was pushed up against the wall.

Sakura was getting confused. "What's going on!" She stared up at him and saw his big, cocky smirk spreading across his handsome face.

"This," he leaned down and placed a small kiss upon her sweet, virgin lips- and pulled away…seeing that her look was having mix emotions. Anyways-

Oh god, that was her FIRST KISS ever. Hence, the virgin lips!

Before she could murder him out of impulse, Syaoran saw to it that this would be happening, so he leaned down again, pulling her against him this time, and kissed her-soft and sweet.

He tasted wonderful, Sakura noted. She wanted him to do this forever, if possible. But something told her this wasn't right. She wanted to pull away, but she couldn't. Instead, she melted in his arms and allowed her body to be crushed against his.

Slowly, she felt her lips part and…and…this is Rated-T, so please wait for the later chapters for the author to think about moving this to the M-section, or if not, to add more concrete details about a simple make-out session.

Back to the story, Syaoran pulled away all of a sudden, leaving a breathless and amazed Sakura. He released her body, and Sakura couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"You know what? It's time for you to return the favor. You like making out, don't you? Don't hesitate to do it now…"Syaoran grinned harder.

Sakura thought…she thought that she wasn't thinking right, so she obviously gave in to the favor. Once she'd taken a step closer to Syaoran's body, she tiptoed until she could reach his face and- press her lips on his.

There was a clicking A.I sound heard. "Excellent."

Disrupted by the voice, the two of them pulled away and turned at the person standing right before them.

"I've got it, Syao. Nice job!" It was Eriol, and he was holding a camcorder.

Syaoran smirked, letting go of Sakura as he jumped toward his best friend and together, they both ran away.

Sakura, struck of the moment, didn't know what to do. She was shocked, surprised…and unexplainably, hurt. For that moment, tears began to swell in her eyes and she fell down on her knees, her hand clutched over the fence's wires.

They had blackmailed her. But no, it was more of Syaoran's plan. And hell, he toyed with her emotions. This was only the beginning of her humiliation, though. He was gonna have his as well…

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Elie's Note: I want to thank you guys for the reviews and the support in them. Again, you're the ones who're motivating me to continue this. Because really, I'm having a terrible writer's block. And…and…I'm turning into a slacker! No, please no...

Anyways, hope you guys review…