Reverse Psychology
Sakura stretched out in the Porsche they had taken to the Tempta Co.'s head office. Her fake boyfriend got in the driver's seat and pulled out of the parking spot.
"Let's go out." Syaoran said getting on to the main road.
"You mean like a date!" Sakura sounded a little scared. Syaoran looked over his out stretched arm at her with a charming smirk.
"If you want it that way"
Sakura blushed. "We have to look over some stuff and plan things out!" She defended sounding urgent.
"Someone's in a rush to get away from me." Syaoran frowned.
"Look! I just want to finish this mission." She said remorsefully. "We can finish this in a week. We've already advanced to two files a day."
"That's why we're the top, Sakura!" His voice coming on strong. "I'm doing my job, can't you see that? What if you were really caught? You're so clumsy, you know that?"
Sakura's cheeks felt hot and her eyes began to burn. Every one of Syaoran's words poking at her.
"Shut up!" She burst out at him. The first tear rolling down her cheek; the one that Syaoran couldn't see. "Just shut up! You don't know what the hell you're talking about-"
"Yes I do!" Syaoran's voice raised over hers as he pulled into the Osaka mall parking lot, driving into the nearest space. He turned off the car and whipped around to face her. Sakura didn't look at him at all. Her eyes were determined to keep focus on the passing cares in front of her. Her hands curled up as tightly as possible in her lap, the groove her legs together made.
"All these years, Sakura. All these years we've been stuck together. Think about it." It was harsh. He made it sound like their partnership was a bad thing. Him and Sakura both felt that was what they heard.
Syaoran got out of his side of the car and walked over to Sakura's, who still stayed in her stubborn position.
"Come on." He opened her door calming down. "I'm treating you out." He said firmly.
Sakura, without looking at him, unbuckled her seat belt. She stepped out of the car folding her arms.
"I hate you." She said before her attempt to walk away from him, but he caught her, figuring she would want to try something like that. Sakura let out a small cry as she was blocked by Syaoran's strong arm and thrust back into her seat. She felt something go on top of her and heard the sound of the door shutting her legs and them in. She was trapped, with Syaoran holding her down. Boy, was this uncomfortable.
Syaoran stared at her fiercely. Her head faced the side of the door trying to avoid his glare. Syaoran was lost for words. He had wanted to say something, but he couldn't. She had ripped up his heart by simple eight letters, three words, and three syllables. So simple, that it was heartbreaking.
'How could she…' He thought. His amber eyes were burning with fire, whether out of anger, or tears of deep sadness or just both.
"Please let go of me." Sakura finally was brave enough to demand. No tears in her eyes now. It was like her and Syaoran had switched roles, switched places.
"No Sakura." He didn't move. Wasn't this oddly like this morning?
"I said let me go!" She began to yell. Her squirming just started.
"And I said No Sakura."
"What do you want from me, Li?"
You. Was it not that obvious?
"When did you decide switching back to calling me by my last name, Sakura?" He put more of his weight on her.
"Since I've admitted to hating you! That's when!" She cried. Her head and eyes still facing away from him but her hands decided to come up to his chest and do something useful: like trying to push him off.
It didn't work. If she had a mission to get Syaoran off of her; she'd fail miserably. She could feel how firm and warm his chest was. It was certain she could easily outline his abs and pects. And the worst thing was she'd enjoy it. Why did he just have to be so damn hott?
"Don't call me that, cause I won't answer you, and you'll find things just get worst."
"I don't care Li! Just leave me alone for once!"
There she goes again. I think her head was completely blocked of her common senses. Syaoran put the rest of his body weight on poor Sakura. His arms curled around her head and his face getting up close to hers that his nose touched her cheek. He felt the dewy, wetness.
For some reason deep down…he knew she didn't mean what she said. Maybe he was getting her reverse psychology after all.
"STOP IT! GET OFF OF ME!" She whined.
'What a lie.' He thought. "I'm surprised you don't get yourself out Sakura…"
"Well you see…I can't. Wanna know why? CAUSE YOU'RE ON TOP OF ME!"
"Funny." He was still angry. "You're working for JTSA and can kick ten guys' asses on your own. And I still wonder why you hadn't used any of your awesome pinches and scratches on me those times I pinned you."
"Urgh! I did use a move on you remember? And it did get me out of that situation." An image of this morning's weird position flashed into both of their minds.
"How could I forget?" He whispered into her ear. "So why don't you try it again and see where it goes?"
His lips brushed against her cheek when he spoke.
"No way, Li" Sakura said losing hope in her arms. 'As much as I think that I love your kisses…I can't.' The words floated through her head and she tried to drown them.
Syaoran closed his arms together more forcing her head to turn slightly to him, then he pushed more weight on her. Sakura let out a small yell of pain.
"I'm not even hurting you." His eyebrows furrowed.
She felt immobilized. Actually it was possible for her to escape since he wasn't hurting her that much. She just couldn't breathe. So her breaths were fast and short.
'Why can't I get away from him?' She asked herself. Even if she was trapped by force, if Syaoran didn't pin her so harshly and instead just lie against her warmly, her hands would have pulled him closer and she could have fallen asleep soundlessly.
"Want to know something?" His voice swept over her ear.
"No." She breathed. 'Yes. I do want to know.' More words floated inside her head.
"I can hear your heart beat really fast." He said as though he read her mind. Sakura's cheeks reddened. "It's going even faster now." He went on.
"Maybe because you're suffocating me, Li." She breathed still not facing his fiery eyes.
'I can do mouth-to-mouth CPR.' Syaoran's own thoughts partied in his head. He tried to use anger to overpower them.
"I'm going to make you stop talking if you continue to call me that." He said firmly that this time it hurt Sakura's ears.
"LI!" Sakura dared.
He closed his arms bring her face to his. Her lips to his. And out of anger he locked onto her soft lips, stopping her from calling him by his last name.
"Mmmm…" Sakura accepted his kiss. 'We…have…got…to…stop…'
'Oh God.' Syaoran thought through his buzzing head. 'I love her. I love her. I love her!' His hands brushed down her hair to her neck. His body got lighter on the weight, but there was more tension on their fused lips.
Sakura sighed. She wanted to resist. Both of her hands glided over Syaoran's chest, slowly. This time Syaoran got weak and sent down a trickle of shivers down his spine. Her hands finally grabbed on to his shoulders and tugged onto his shirt.
Syaoran had suddenly held her against him, clutching her tiny waiste. He fingered up her sides…
'Why is my love-life so complicated?' Sakura asked herself savouring Syaoran's taste. 'Wanting what I can't have.'
…He continued up her body till he felt a thick piece of material Sakura's tank top mounted over. It was her bra. Usually you expected a sly 'Ooooooohhhh…' from this playboy, but he pulled away from her. Away from their kiss.
They stared at each other breathing harshly. Sakura, who hadn't been breathing properly for longer, was hyperventilating.
"Syaoran!" She gasped. She wanted more.
He got scared when he touched her bra. Her blouse over her tank top was falling off her as she held herself up on her elbows. Her chest raised up and down rapidly. Sakura's lips were no longer their natural pink, but a luscious red. Her cheeks flushed and sparkling green eyes wide and beautiful. Her eyelashes enhancing them making her look more feminine. Her auburn hair fell over her shoulders, so bouncy. Perfect. Syaoran looked untouched as he kneeled over her. His knees dug into the comfy leather of the seat and breathing finally at normal pace. He turned away from her angelic beauty and ran his hand through his chocolate hair.
'What am I doing?' He ached. 'I'm ruining her. I'm so goddamn selfish. Fuck!'
Sakura pulled his shirt and made him kiss her, again. She moaned in satisfaction, finally getting him He looked at her in shock. She'd done it. She'd done it all on her own. Her eyes were closed. He could feel her hands pulling on his neck needing. Did she have control? Her tongue slid into his mouth. Syaoran had never done that to her before. Her arms were now hugging Syaoran's neck. She was making him hott and weak.
'Sexy…' He thought. 'Is there a far more, greater word for her than 'sexy'?'
Her body was up against his again. She was doing this, Syaoran swore, not him. She made soft sounds kissing him. He couldn't keep up with her this time, but he was getting there.
Sakura held on to Syaoran with one arm now, the other going down his shirt-covered chest. One by one, she undid the small buttons on his shirt. Syaoran was so lost trying to kiss her back that he didn't feel his shirt being opened, not that he would have any objections.
But it was when she touched his well-built chest that he became alert.
"SAKURA!" He gasped.
"Yeah?" She was still trying to kiss him. Syaoran pulled away. A second after he wished he didn't. Sakura took one look at him, and was brought back to reality. Or was it that she was just in reality and now she was back to a sort of nightmare? She bit down on her lip as Syaoran buttoned up his shirt.
'Oh God!' He hand went up to touch her wet lips. Syaoran finished buttoning up his shirt, then took off his overcoat feeling hot. He opened the door and got off of her as he stepped out. Sakura felt the wind blow in making her feel more empty. Syaoran grabbed her hand and pulled her out.
"What do you want to eat?" Syaoran asked holding her hand warmly as they walked into the mall. Many eyes followed them. Some envious and others encouraging.
Another kiss to add to their secret box of memories. The pink rushed to her cheeks. 'Ice cream.' She said cutely.
The K.Y.S Quiz! (Another Random Thought of mine)
How many times have Sakura and Syaoran kissed?
How old are our agents?
How old do you have to be to be eligible to be in JTSA?
No Cheating. And i'm not making you do this; I'm just being bored and like many random thoughts that come into my head for this story..this came along too! HAHAHA!
Do you see the relation? Do you? Do you! The reason chapter 'Never Love' (a flashback) comes before this one? Hehehehe...that last one was written after my bday. I just had to write a birthday one..cuz it was my birthday! HAHA! Buh yeahh... i wrote this chapter first and then i wrote 'Never Love' and then i decided to put this after. Hehehe.. It took me sooooooooo long just to type this out. So maybe I'll post the next chapter i have ready later. :P
Speciall notess: For Ashley;
Bring on yuhr fricken kunais!...(takes out katana)...
some time after some fighting and clashing of MY katana and Ashley's puny kunais...jillida comes along bringing us each our poster of Syaoran and Sasuke. Talisa and Ashley distractedly stop fighting.
Me:SYAORAN!
Ashley: SASUKE!
lols then ashley mentions something about coming out of the shower in a towel. :D "OH MY GOOOOOODDD!"
