Love Struck (FLASHBACK)

"You're beautiful..." A young man held a girls hand in his own. He was on his knees, dirtying the pants on the ground he was on. The girl had short brown hair and sparkling green eyes that showed confusion and flattery. They were outside a huge building.

"Please Tanamoto..." The man begged. "Please, give me a chance!"

The girl opened and closed her mouth many times. She's been in this position one too many, and each time she was still unsure of how to respond.

"Oh give it up already!" Another boy a few metres away walked up to them. His hands were shoved into his uniform pant pocket. The couple looked over to the boy with dark brown hair falling into his eyes. His good-looks were no match to the young man kneeling before this Tanamoto girl.

"You know she doesn't go for suck ups like you." The stranger smirked. The boy that was kneeling stood up straight and glared at his opponent.

"Akira!" The girl gave the intruder a disapproving look.

"Your sister is old enough to make a decision on her own." The boy, by the way his name is Hiro Kotoba, spoke firmly.

Akira walked up to them casually. He looked at his sister, then looked at Kotoba.

"You really think so?" Akira said. "Living with her all my life, I think I have the better judgement. Come on Yuniko."

Akira grabbed the girl's hand out of Hiro's and dragged her away.

"Stay away from her, Kotoba!" Akira shouted behind him as they walked into the building. Hiro's fist balled and he gritted his teeth as he watched the siblings walk away from him.

"What were you trying to say Syaoran!" Sakura glared at her partner. "I'm not old enough to make my own decisions?"

"Maybe." Syaoran leaned up against the wall in the elevator, watching the numbers go higher and higher.

"You aren't my real brother you know." Sakura pouted. "Stop taking this mission so seriously."

"Touya Kinomoto would have agreed and done the same, atleast worst." Syaoran Li walked out onto the 6th floor, followed by Sakura Kinomoto.

"What's it to you what my real family would do.." Sakura caught up with his walk to their apartment door. ".. it doesn't give you a right to go butting into my life."

"As an agent, maybe not so much." Syaoran closed door. "But pretending to be your brother... of course!"

Sakura stood in the middle of their apartment, trying to lecture her partner for disrespecting her in such a way. On the other hand, Syaoran, being completely used to this, walked around minding his own business.

"No!" Sakura crossed her arms. "It does not give you a r- wha! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

Syaoran took off his buttoned up shirt and blazer, tossing it over the back of a chair, then next he unbuttoned and zipped down his pants revealing his forest green boxers.

"Going to sleep." Syaoran answered as he clambered himself onto the sofa with a pillow.

"You're sleeping out here?" Sakura questioned.

"Yeah." His muffled voice sounded from the pillow. "I don't want to sleep in the same room as you yelling at me."

"Syaoran!" Sakura marched up to his lying form and whipped a pillow at him. He didn't move.

Sakura then went to go to bed herself. Tomorrow, she had a date.

"Man.." Sakura leaned her head against the back of the elevator. "Boys can be so stupid.."

She thought of the date she just went on. She saw through to every move that lacked smooth, genuine slickness - in other words, it just didn't impress her.

She'd sit there trying to continue a conversation that lacked meaning, the point in bonding, and simply everything necessary on a date.

"I am so lucky that i don't have to put up with a relationship with the occupation I'm in." She sighed as the elevator doors opened.

Once out onto the floor, she noticed a familiar brown haired boy sitting in the hallway holding some kind of mechanism in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Sakura started to walk toward him.

She saw him press a button on the control, and for some reason... something felt awfully wrong about it.

And she was right. For then, a rather big, small explosion came from their room. Soon, smoke started to seep out from their dorm.

"Oh hey sis!" Syaoran kidded around as he stood up to greet her.

Sakura stood solitary, unsure of what he just did, and questions filling her head.

"What did you just do?" Sakura asked. By then many of the other occupants in the building came out of their rooms to check on what was going on.

"Someone delivered something to our room." Syaoran said with a serious face. "So I just took care of it. I think we need a new room now."

Obviously, something like this that was coming from Syaoran... it was sure to be an idiotic hunch.

"AKIRA!" Sakura shouted, remembering she was surrounded by other people, and her cover. "That! That! THAT THING... DIDN'T YOU THINK IT COULD BE A GIFT FOR ME?"

She went on shouting at her 'brother' for the rest of the day.

- Later that night... -

"I'm very sorry for this, sir." Sakura bowed to the owner of the residence. "This won't happen again. Thank you!"

The owner walked away without saying anything, and left Sakura and Syaoran to their new room.

"What do you think you were doing?" Sakura gritted through her teeth after she closed the door. Syaoran, ignoring her anger, walked deeper into the small room and observed it clearly.

It was small and had an open-ranged kitchen. The washroom was the size of a closet. A tiny tv set on a small table. One desk. And one single bed.

"Only a stupid idiot would think that a delivery was something dangerous." Sakura went on as if he was deaf. But, he wasn't.

"Only a stupid girl would date stupid rich boys." Syaoran retaliated.

"Stay out of my love life." Sakura blurted out.

"Make me." Syaoran stuck his tongue out like a child. At that point, Sakura used her hand to cup his mouth.

"If i wanted to date stupid rich boys..." She was saying as she focused on Syaoran's eyes. "I would've dated you by now."

"Hey!" Syaoran grumbled, after Sakura took her hand away. "That wasn't very nice."

"No, it wasn't." She agreed.

"So then take that back."

Sakura stayed silent.

"I said take that back." Syaoran continued to pester. And yet, Sakura still stayed silent.

She got out her pajamas and went into the washroom. Still silent.

"Sakura!" Syaoran whined in his deep voice.

When she came back out, they were both changed for bed. Unfortunately, they came to a silent mutual agreement that they would both take the bed. It was just that Sakura stayed to the very edge with her back to her partner, and Syaoran followed the same way, still upset he didn't get an apology.

Ring, ring!

"Hello?" Sakura answered her cell.

"Tanamoto?" A familiar, (cough) Hiro Kotoba (cough), responded.

"Yes, Kotoba?"

"Did you receive my gift?"

"Yes." Sakura answered, refraining that she didn't actually get it, but she knew she got it and that she hadn't opened it as well.

"Good." She could hear him smile. "Tell me how much you love me..."

... Sakura closed her cell phone and put it back on the table.

"I take it back." Was the last thing she said, to the only person in the room that could hear her.


OMG! I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT AND FOR THE SHORT CH.! But now that exams are over... I'm free! So I will be finishing off Killing You Softly, and for any of you who read Bad Girl, 2 more ch. will be added to that as well, and theres going to be another ch. for KYS in about the next 24 hours. Thank you all so much.. and if you didn't get it... Kotoba tried a little Love Potion trick.. which would also lead to Syaoran believing it to be poison or something dangerous by the strong stench... i don't know.. im making this all up. HAHAH!

Ps: They're 18 yrs. old in this flashback