To Remain Undefeated
Summary: A feisty and stubborn tomboy is forced to change just to please others. But when she grows sick of it and changes back. Now, people are willing to do ANYTHING just for her to change back, but she is not going down without a fight.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS and blah, blah, blah. Let's just get this over with.
A/N: Sakura is 18 in this story. I may have confused you with the other chapter because of this.
Chapter 2
One private secret, coming right up!
True, you can say that I, Sakura Kinomoto, can be a snobby priss sometimes. But not as much as that whore who first laid eyes on Li.
To put it in easy terms: my mother caught him in my bedroom and he got punished…AGAIN!
Oh, and it gets even worse. When my mom saw him in my room without a shirt (he broke through the bathroom door and tried to get in the shower) she thought I have lost my virginity. MY VIRGINITY!
By the time my date arrived, everything was in complete utter chaos in my room.
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"Come on Sakura! How can you say that! It wasn't like I was trying to rape you or anything!" Syaoran shot back at my accusation and taking my towel from my hands. "I mean, I must admit that you have gotten a bit…in tone ever since we last metbut that's not the point!" He ruffled his hair after taking a whiff of my scent, and then handed it back to me.
He actually expects me to use it after violating it. Pssh. Yeah right.
I snatched it out of his hands. "Just hurry up and find a shirt to put on. My date is going to pick me up in 15 minutes." I hissed.
"You're actually going to go out with him?" I looked up at him and grinned.
"Hm…Don't tell me you're getting jealous again, eh Syaoran?" I poked his wet toned chest playfully. Oh, forget the 'this guy is going to rape me' let's just go with 'Syaoran is going to kill me' because nothing in this world has a more whacked out, funnier face than his right now.
His face was scrunched up. His nose wrinkled. His eyes were poignant. His hair was so messy that he looked like a maniac all together. His whole body expression had a childish/mad look that made me laugh with…well, laughter!
He didn't find it funny. He threw me to the bed and began tackling me and making me look more like a lunatic than him.
Maybe it's because I was laughing so hard that she entered. Or MAYBE it's because I started screaming out, "Help, rapist!" But whatever I said urged her to come in.
Can you guess who? That's right. It's MY MOTHER.
And how would you react if you see you're 18 year old daughter in a room alone with a sex-crazed maniac? I actually expected her to say, "Oh, hello there Li!" No. Instead, if came out more like this:
"What the heck are you two doing?!" She grabs my towel that fell on the floor while I was being attacked. Mind you. "Get off of-whack-my daughter you-whack-horny bastard-whack whack!"
Scratch that. My mother's face WAY surpassed Li's whack-of-the-moment face.
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And now, here I am, in a date with the dumbest person I have ever met. A real jock. You know, the one who's "all muscle" and no brains. How pathetic. So, instead of saying his name of honor, I think we should acknowledge his name of stupidity. Dumb ass.
Dumb ass was drinking a light beer, had a stubble on his chin and he was dressed in his football jersey and a pair of jeans. Oh, and did I forget to mention that he smells? And I, however, cannot be suited the way I wanted to be. I had to be dressed in short shorts, snow boots (the hell? It isn't even snowing!) and a white tank top with something pink on the side. SOMETHING PINK! I swear if this is old bubble gum I'm going to start killing…
Besides the fact that we both talked about sports, that was all we can talk about. Whenever I said something that involves an intellectual mind, he was beyond clueless. He was bedazzled. STUPID! Dumb ass.
And Li had no such luck either.
Behold Xiao Lang Li's punishment: a whore. The same snobby priss-of-a-whore who was all over him ever since that very moment she had laid her crystal blue eyes on him whose devil name was Okinawa Shougo. And it was crystal clear that she wanted him (and his money) all to herself. And guess what they talked about the whole time they were sitting right next to each other? HER. That poor, inconsiderate little bast-
She was totally flirting with him! Li, who noticed my jaw tightening at the sight of them, just smirked that infamous smirk of his and flirt right back. He was testing me, and I knew it. Well, two can play at that game.
Xiao Lang Li, you have no idea what you're up against.
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Damn this girl can just go on and on and on and on-
SHE JUST WON'T SHUT UP! Maybe it's because of her new clothes that she was in that made her talk about her appearance a lot. Her large pants obviously hid her big, fat butt. Or maybe it's because she was wearing a lot of make-up, or she changed her hair color (blonder, this time. More like bleach.) or she changed something that made her look like a whore and now, I can't tell her natural skin color or hair or body or anything. Not that I want to know.
She was flirting with me, I know that. It's pretty obvious. I mean, the only girl who doesn't flirt with me is Sakura. And, by the way, she doesn't get envious of who I hang out with or what I do with or ANYTHING. She got jealous once, but that was only because I did that on purpose. She ignored me for a whole month until I cornered her and she still wouldn't talk to me.
And then something good happened. Something glorious happened. Gloriously, best-ly, awesome-ly, GOOD happened. She let go of her pride and ego and confessed everything. She was even about to cry. I really got hurt at that moment. But then, my man ego had to kick in and just tease her. I can tell she's still mad at me since then because ever since that day we finally talked she has been dating every guy the elders have put in her doorstep.
And this guy was no exception. He was showing off his muscles to her and lifted his jersey just to show off his injuries he had in each game. Puh-lease! I have way better abs than him! Not to mention looks.
I ignored them and flirted back with Okinawa. No way was I going to get jealous. Okinawa advanced her leg towards mines and tried to seduce me by rubbing it for everyone to see. I glanced at Sakura. Yup, it was there. The tightening of the jaw, the knuckles turning white. Her pulse getting heavier, and her face and body go totally rigid. I love it when she gets jealous. It's not something you see everyday.
That jock was touching her leg. Not just a touch. It was rubbing. His filthy hands were TOUCHING MY GIRLFRIEND! And you want to know what happened next? He leaned towards her and began talking dirty words to her ear. Oh, I know it's dirty. Maybe it's because I'm a teenager/jock/smart/sexy guy too? (no, this guy isn't sexy.)
Okay. I can do this. Just relax Syaoran. I took another glance.
Holy sh-He was kissing her neck. HE WAS KISSING HER NECK! I'm only allowed to do that. I'm only allowed to touch her. I'm the only one who's allowed to even talk to her!
Dang. I'm getting obsessed. There's no way Sakura would-
What the hell?! He was snogging her. The kind of snog that I do and I'm allowed to do. Damn it, I should've known that this guy was a player from the moment that I laid my eyes on him. From the looks of it, this guy looks as if he wants to have sex with her under the table. You know what; I'm not going to let him get away with this.
Note to self: Torture the pathetic piece of sh-
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-shit. I actually didn't expect this to go this far. This guy was really trying to lay me. Oh yeah, you really think so? Well, how would you feel if a dumb ass was touching your leg and looking at you and trying to undress you with his eyes? Scared. Vulnerable. I don't feel either; I'm just feeling kind of uncomfortable.
Hm, I really am considering of jumping in the water. I mean, it's bad enough that we had to dine in a bridge, but this way, he won't rape me and I'd get to ruin these horrible clothes.
Yeah, I really think that would really work. (sarcasm)
"It's getting late." I stood up, looking at the murky water. I took a step back from him just for desperate measures. I'm not desperate here you know, I just don't want to get laid until I'm 18…aw crud.
"Yeah, you're right." He had a smug smile on his face. "Maybe we can go over to my place? What do you say?"
FUCK NO! I am not his whore!
I am now, really considering of jumping. What do you think?
"Come on, babe." He grabbed me by the waist and soothed my thighs. "I'll even pay you."
Fuck no. I am not his property/prostitute/whore show.
Before he got to do anything else, something collided with his jaw.
A fist. A large fist. Not to mention strong.
Before I looked up to say anything to my savior (I am not going to treat him like Superman, you know.) I already did.
Li was my savior. He was out of his seat, knocked over the table just to get to my side, and his date was fuming mad. That Okinawa slut came over to him and slid her hands from the back.
"Syaoran," she cooed. "Don't waste your energy on them." She turned him around, her arms now around his neck. "I have a better idea." And before Li had anything to say she slipped her tongue in and then BAM! Instant kiss.
Gee, that could really spoil the moment. I walked out of there, stepping over the dumb ass (who was knocked out by the way) on my way over.
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I have really outdone myself.
Blink. Blink Blink. "Argh, stupid Li!" I took my pillow and muffled my screams with it.
That prat! FUCK YOU!
Well I am not going to interfere with this. I am not going to get jealous. Nuh uh. N. O. I have seen Li kiss enough girls when he tried to get me jealous of that game of his, but this was not a game.
So what if I tried to make him jealous a lot of times?
As of today, I am officially through with him.
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I admit I kind of expected that. What I didn't expect was that Sakura would leave. What the hell did I do? I didn't kiss back! Heck, I even saved her from being raped! But by the time I could even get to my senses and push Shougo back, she was already gone.
Damn.
The only place I thought she could end up in was in her room. It was already midnight, and she totally hated being outside later than eleven. I climbed up the tree that was closest to her room (I did this before, trust me.) and took a peek inside.
Yup, she was there. I was about to get inside until I heard a knock.
Holy sh-! Ow, that hurts! (Don't ask me. No way am I going to tell you that I bumped my head onto another branch.) I rubbed my head and looked inside.
It was her mom and brother. Damn they looked pissed. Before Sakura even had a chance to let a word out, I saw something glint in her mom's hand. She held it up.
It was a razor. WHAT THE FUCK?! A RAZOR!
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"Sakura, what in the world is this?!" I opened my mouth but she beat me to it. "Sakura, are you trying to commit suicide? Are you depressed?! What, Sakura?"
I can't believe she found it. I mean, I hid it in a good place, right? No way was anyone going to look inside my old toolbox, especially not her! So how in the world did sh-
Touya. I looked down. He must've found it, and he must be disappointed in me.
"Sakura, I did everything I could do to make you happy. What went wrong, huh?! Do you not like what we give you?! After everything I do for you, this-"She held up the razor in front of me to see. "-is how you repay me?"
"Mom! That's enough!" Touya barked. He looked at me with those dark brown eyes of his in such void emotion that I couldn't help but to feel guilty for putting it there. "How could you, Sakura? What do you think father would say if he has seen this for himself?"
Sakura, how come you never told me this? Dejectedamber eyes pierced on the back of her auburn head.
"Guys, I'm sorry. I really tried, I-I really tried not to…I really needed to…" Damn, I couldn't even fix my sentences until I felt something wet and clear fall out of my eyes. I never wanted them to found out. I really tried to quit, but everything was just so hard for me. The pressure, the power, the rights, my life was driving me insane. And now, there was another thing that was bothering me-Li.
If he finds out then he would blame himself for this. And you wouldn't want that there in a guilty conscience.
They just kept on yelling and screaming at me until I began to cry harder and harder.
"I'm sorry." Screams, accusations, pleads. That was what my life was all about. And soon, punishment would be added to it.
What are they, travel agents? Because they sure are sending me on a guilt trip!
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…Damn, I really tried to make it better guys, I swear. I decided that I needed to shorten this story than the longer version, so I decided to go with this. Sorry guys. Oi, no tossing carrots! Review please. Really, reviews are what urge me to make another story/chapter.