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Oh! I'm so delighted when you guys hate me! Bahahaha! Just kiddin! I'm evil! Wahahaha!
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Chapter 8: Eyebrow RaisedHe was there. He was with her. She was there with him. She was contented at that moment. She was happy, he was sad. He was so bothered by her father's sudden announcement. She was glad to be in his arms; she wasn't bothered by the engagement… not that much. She was bothered a little; but she just ignored it a lot.
'I have someone else in mind.' She said to her self.
After a long silence, a movement made by him broke it. She was shocked. She didn't want him to disjoin their moment. He left the bed.
. - . You twist to fit the mold that I am in. . - .
'I didn't wanna leave her side. But I just thought that I had to. I really have no authority to sleep with her, do I? And besides, partly, some other guy owns her now. I'm just her bodyguard.' He thought when he stood. He knew she didn't want him to leave; he saw it through her. But still…
. - . But things just get so crazy living life like it's hard to do. . - .
He's on his feet. He's on his ground. "I'm glad I'm of some help to you, Ms. Sakura."
She was sitting on her bed, she chuckled a little, "Oh c'mon Syao, don't call me miss."
He didn't smile to her tiny humor. He didn't smirk. He didn't put a positive look. He just stood there, emotionless. "Well… If you don't have anything else you need me to do, I'll be off now Ms. Sakura." And it affected her a lot. He turned around; then started walking towards the door.
. - . And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew. . - .
. - . That someday it would bring me back to you. . - .
He was hurt not knowing the exact reason… or maybe he does. Even though he somehow knew that she has a thing for him and her crush on this Yukito person has faded a long time ago, he knew that they, Syaoran and Sakura, can now never be…considering that Yukito is back- and engaged to her. It was upsetting. The negative feelings rising up to him makes him feel darker.
He doesn't knew why… But it affected him a lot. He's mad at the world. 'Why?' And the grave that he refuses to leave; the refuge that he built to flee; the places he have come to fear the most.
He continued walking facing his destination. Then he heard her.
"Syaoran wait!" Sakura called to him.
With that, he stopped.
. - . From the heart of darkness . - .
. - . You call to me . - .
. - . Spirit raging on. - .
. - . There is nothing I can do . - .
He didn't look at her; his direction still fixed on the door. "It's about Yukito, is it?" she said.
After he had heard her, he continued walking.
She is looking at him. 'Why?' she asked her self. She knew she wouldn't exactly figure out the answer even if she tried. 'No. No, don't leave.'
He is now closely at her bedroom door that signals his exit to this scene.
"XIAO LANG!" she shouted teary eyed.
He stopped. He sighed. It was the first time he had ever heard her shout his real Chinese name. And somehow, it removed him from his reverie. "Haah…" he sighed again. He turned around now facing her. Then he said, "Sakura, we can't continue out like this." while examining the fresh tears in her face. It slightly wrung his heart seeing her like this.
She blinked twice "Why not?" as he walks over to her.
He took the usual chair beside her bed then he sat on it facing her. "Well… For starters…" he began while running his hand thru her shiny auburn hair. "I don't date spoiled brats."
A big frown drew in her face along with fury and irritancy. She dived into her blanket disjoining his hand on her head. How could he tease her in a time like this?
Syaoran, for the first time since the dinner started, he smiled. He noticed the big lump on the bed slightly shaking. 'Sakura, you're such a spoiled brat. You always want to have things your way. And you cry each time they don't. Even now, the same observation applies to this… And I like that…' He stepped off from the chair then kneeled on the floor closely to her bed. He removed the blanket that covered her figure.
She met up to the same amber eyes that hypnotize her every time she wanders in its depths. He lifted his left hand then wiped off the tears in her face, "I thought you liked him." He said with a positive tone. "He was your crush." He added.
Her eyebrows made a negative angle with what he said. She was furious that he insisted that she should be with Yukito and not him- and it's him she wants. But she knows that Syaoran is right- she should be with Yukito because he's her fiancé; even though she begs to disagree with that idea.
. - . Another truth that you can never believe has crippled you completely. . - .
"I WAS TEN!" she shouted. The tears have stopped flowing from her eyes.
Slightly and slowly, the darkness that he had encountered is going away. He warmly chuckled, "What are you now? Eleven?"
Fury plastered her blushed face "WHY YOU!" then started choking him.
"Hehehehe!" he laughed.
……………………………………………… At school during lunch time
She took a glance at his face while she walks beside him.
They are now in the corridor. They were just walking.
Walking.
She didn't mind where they are going; it didn't matter to her as long as she's with him. These past months, he didn't notice her admiring him from behind. Oh how she loved his tall figure beside her; and how she loved his masculine chocolate admirable messy brown hair.
Syaoran ran his right hand in his hair. 'His hair…' she thought and blushed a lot. 'He's so cute; so handsome.' Oh and not to mention, his perfect masculine amber eyes. How could she miss that? The first time she saw them, she didn't know because she denied, but she loved them right there. They were really astonishing.
"Oh no…" he whispery muttered. She didn't notice the mad crowd hurrying at their direction. At that, she looked at the group of female coming. She flamed at them. 'Oh no you won't.'
She grasped Syaoran's left hand then quickly dragged him away.
"Sakura?" he exclaimed while he follows her lead.
She kept on running dragging him along, "Do you want those girls surround you again?"
"Huh?" he was dense. He stopped their running moments.
"SYAORAN! They'll be around you again and make a big big commotion and squeal and squeal AND SQUEAL! WAH!" she blurted. She didn't exactly know what to say and how to explain it.
His eyebrows rose, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" then he saw the girls hurryingly gaining on them. Without thinking much, he dragged her this time and ran as fast as they could to get away.
Fortunately, they were fast runners. "Huff puff…" they breathed while holding onto the Cherry Blossom tree behind the gymnasium.
"They couldn't find us here." He told her.
She smiled, "yeah…"
For the rest of the lunchtime, they stayed there.
…………………………………………………
They arrived home and things were the same as always. When the two had arrived in front of the front door, as usual Syaoran would open it for them. Before his hand had touched the doorknob, it opened and a "Welcome home Sakura!" by Yukito followed.
A vain popped in Syaoran's head with the sight of him.
"Hi Yukito!" she exclaimed.
Syaoran looked at her in disbelief. 'Err… Sakura?'
"What are you waiting for? Come in!" Yukito stated at her.
As expected, she came in leaving Syaoran by the door.
"Would you close the door please? Thank you." Yukito mentioned to him.
Syaoran raised his eyebrow, 'The hell…' and closed the door behind him.
…………………………………………………
She was in Syaoran's room, having fun.
"And Yamazaki said-" she was cut off with the sudden knock on the door.
'Knock knock'
"It's open!" the two chorused.
After that, the knocker opened the door and Yukito's head is visible by the door.
A vain popped in Syaoran's head. 'Not you again?'
"Sakura? What are you doing here?" Yukito simply asked.
He raised his eyebrow in his statement 'And what's that gotta do with you?' Syaoran rolled his eyes.
"I was spending time with Syao…" Sakura answered.
'Yeah! Go Sakura!' Syaoran smiled. Then he turned to Yukito with a smirk 'She's mine, four-eyes!'
But Yukito didn't seem to notice it, "I have some movies! Wanna watch?"
Syaoran raised his eyebrow again. 'Why would we want to watch those stinking videos?'
"Sure!" she exclaimed.
'SakurAAAA?' he got disappointed.
She stood then went over to the door where Yukito is. "What are we watching?"
"Well… I have four.. Just choose what you like." He replied while showing her the selection.
"Wow!" she exclaimed as she pointed the 3rd one. "I like this!"
"Ok…" Yukito agreed, "White Chicks."
A/N: Any protests? I like that movie kasi e!
"C'mon..!" Yukito exclaimed then grasped Sakura's hand.
"Wait a minute…" she told him then turned to Syaoran who is still seated on his chair, "C'mon Syao! Let's watch!"
Syaoran raised his eyebrow when he saw Yukito's hand on hers. "Nah…"
"Oh c'mon!" she begged.
"You go ahead." He said.
"C'mon Sakura…" Yukito muttered.
'C'mon Sakura my ass.' Syaoran rolled his eyes.
"Excuse me Yukito." She told him then disjoined his grip on her then approached Syaoran. "C'mon… Please?"
"Haah…" he sighed. Then he said while standing up, "Such a spoiled brat. … I'm not going. You go ahead. I'm fine here. Besides I-"
She cut him off, "Oh c'mon… please?" she begged again as she puts her arms around his body and resting her head on his arm.
Yukito was slightly surprised with the scene. 'I never thought they were that close.' He thought.
"Tss…" Syraoan rolled his eyes.
She smiled sweetly at him making him blush. Then she now wrapped her arms on his shoulders around his neck. She was short and he was tall; that made him bend a little making him blush more.
'Very close.' Yukito thought.
"Please please please!" she exclaimed.
"Oh ok…" he finally agreed.
"YEY!" she celebrated.
Yukito got slightly hurt with her happiness being with her bodyguard. But he just shrugged off the feeling.
"Let's go!" she cheerfully told Yukito while holding Syaoran's hand.
Pretty soon, Yukito and Sakura are now in the Living room watching the movie. She giggled when the guy's wife was scolding him making them a funny couple.
Then Syaoran entered the living room with the popcorn and lemonade. He placed the tray on the table in front of the couch where Sakura and her fiancé are seated. When he is finished with it, she jumped off from the couch then held onto Syaoran's hand.
"I'm not like that, am I?" she asked him while pointing the wife on the TV.
He smirked, "Of course not." Then he sat on the couch with her, "You're worse."
"WHAAAAT!" she cried out then started choking him.
Yukito was indifferent with their little moment and he just shrugged it off by grabbing some popcorn and offering some to Sakura.
With that, Sakura had stopped choking Syaoran, "Thank you!" she told Yukito.
Syaoran rolled his eyes, 'Stealing her attention, huh?'
They continued watching. The three of them were in the same couch and Sakura was in the middle. Syaoran was at her left and Yukito at her right.
After for a couple of minutes, Yukito had put his hand on her left shoulder making her head automatically placed on his right shoulder.
Syaoran made a slight scowl with what he did. But none of the two seem to have noticed it. 'Grrrrr!' he grunted in his head but kept his lips closed. After for a few seconds, Yukito and Sakura's position were still the same. 'Popcorn!' he grabbed the bowl of popcorn on the table then started eating it. Eating. Eating. He was simultaneously putting the popcorns in his mouth to shrug off the jealousy.
Then rain started to fall.
"Is it raining?" Sakura spoke up while she lifts her head from Yukito's shoulder.
Syaoran stole a glance at her before he turns his head to the window. "Yeah, I think it is."
"Ohh… I guess that's alright as long as there's no thunder…" she said. "AAAH!" she screamed when a sudden thunder noise was heard.
"It's alright… Don't worry." Yukito comforted her as she returns her head on his shoulder.
Syaoran slightly scowled again. Then continued with his popcorns.
When he finished all the popcorns, there weren't many things to put his attention to. And at that, he can't stop his self from taking a few glances at Sakura and Yukito who is just so condemning nearby.
No one noticed his 1st glance; the second; the third; even the 6th. But at his 7th, he met up with eyes that are somehow similar to his hair color. Syaoran didn't take the stare too long. He removed his eyes from his then looked at Sakura's head that is on his shoulder then fixed his eyes on the TV. 'I had enough crap for the day, don't add up to it.' Syaoran thought.
This is just too much he could take. He just wants to take her from him and have her again and only to him. But the thing is… He cannot do it. Who is he to do it anyways? 'I hear the storm rumbling outside the door as if laughing at my unfortunate predicament.
Damn it'
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Author's Notes
Sorry minna, if the chap was too lame…
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Tammi