I deeply apologize for the long update! Gomenasai! I promised to be back after more then 5 reviews but I didn't! Well, like my friend, we're just being lazy so I'm so sorry that I let you wait for a long time! I would like to acknowledge the people who reviewed for chapter two! Thank you for reviewing! I kind of reviewed my previous chapter only to find out that I had a lot of mistakes, which I am so sorry,… blame my computer for not correcting me… XD

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"Don't touch her." He said deeply, full of seriousness.

Chapter 3

Entering The Mansion of Young Master

"Haha! A kid like you fighting against us?!" he said and laughed devilishly.

Syaoran just grunted and took a step forward. His attention caught a bat just below his foot. He pounded it and it flew up to catch it.

"Why not?! Afraid to lose?!" he said and smirked. (HAHA! Go Syaoran!)

"This kid is pissing me off!" said a guy.

He ran to him with a bat, targeting his head, but Syaoran tackled his tummy before he could hit him. Bloods splashed out from his mouth and lose his conscience. (You know, like those eyes when the black dot vanished.)

The other guys were shocked with his performance. Three of them started to attack him.

The first guy jumped so high and was ready to hit him from above, but then Syaoran used his bat to pound the chin of the guy hard. The impact was too hard that he fell on the floor and wobbles.

The other guy came running fast to spear him, but Syaoran skillfully dodged it and the guy went straight into the wall, hitting his whole body to the wall. Here came another guy with a stick. Syaoran grasped his bat tightly.

They played sword fighting, okay, maybe not sword fighting because they were using stick. Squeeenng! Squaannng! Wooooshh! The bat and the stick met in the middle. Their faces were close to each other. The opponent studied the face of his enemy. As the profile of his enemy were radically inside his brain, he then gasp and notice something.

"It… it's you!" said the guy.

"Finally, you noticed me." Said Syaoran.

"But-" before he could continue, to his surprise, his stick flew up high. He fell to his knees, still shocked. "I never thought of seeing you in personal!"

"Well, you're very fortunate. Because before you die, you'll see me." Syaoran replied. He mercilessly hit his head.

He watched him until he lost his consciousness. He grinned for the excellent work he did.

Then he noticed a shadow of a person above him, ready to hit him where ever. "HEY FREAK, WATCH OUT!" shouted a female voice. He got no time to avoid that attacked so he just braced himself, expecting to feel a hard impact. But to his mistake, for a couple of seconds, he felt a warm and soft object slowly fall from his back. It wasn't an angel, it was Sakura. She was the one who saved him from the enemy's attack.

"Hey thanks…" he whispered.

"No problem." She replied.

He gently caught him into his arms and smiled. He carried her piggy and they headed outside the warehouse leaving poor guys alone. (It's a good thing they doesn't have any guns or something.)

The towns evening light sparkles as they walk through the streets of town. Her mind seemed to be so preoccupied that she didn't notice where they were actually going.

"Where do you leave?!" he asked.

But no reply, instead, he felt her head resting at his shoulders. She dosed off. He simply smirked and continued to walk. Unexpectedly, rain drops started to fall. He cursed under his breathe and started running.

Gasps echoed through the house as they saw a teenaged boy stood soaking wet with a lady hang into his arms; apparently, being covered by his tan leathered sweater.

He started walking down to the stairs of the patio of the entrance. Maids and the guy maids started approaching him.

"Young master are you alright?!" said in a cracked voice by an old lady walking by his side.

"Don't mind me. Give me a room for her. I want her clothes to be changed" he said huskily.

The lady in his side nodded to a guy maid as a cue to offer a hand for him to carry the girl. But then Syaoran pulled her away from him.

"I'll be the one." He said coolly. The guy bowed his head as an apologize.

He followed a girl through the hall as she led the way to a vacant room. He didn't mind droplets were falling from his soaked clothes and hair as he walked.

She quickly twisted the doorknob and opened it as she made a way for the young master to pass through the door. He gently laid her at the bed and looked at her intently.

"You know I hated repeating commands. When I return, I want her to be fixed up." He said, not bothering to look at her.

"Yes, young Master." She replied. He didn't bother to reply and straightly went out the door. The girl watched him as he closed the door and sighed in relief.

As he went out, the old lady was there outside.

"Young Master who is that lady?" she asked following him.

"Just… a lady I met outside."

"Did you know your father ordered men to look for you? Why did you escaped again, master?" she asked.

"Yes, I noticed them." He answered flatly.

"And… and what happened?"

He grunted. He started to be annoyed. Then thoughts of yelling at her flashed crossed his mind. But no… he respects the old lady.

"I ran." He answered.

The lady's mouth opened to say another word but then he quickly opened the door of his room and went inside. She was so worried that didn't notice that he was gone.

He sighed inside his room. He took a pause in front of the mirror. His auburn hair was messy as ever as water dripped from it. His eyes were cold and firm that any girl will lost in his deep and dark chocolate eyes. Thoughts seemed occupied his mind. After a while he went inside his bathroom and took a shower.

Thunders roared as he walked silently through the tranquil hall. He looked decent unlike before. He wore a simple blue shirt and baggy shorts, wearing a pair of slippers.

He reached the door and slowly opening it. The lamp from the side table of the bed lit a girl lying peacefully. Her skin glowed through the room and looks like the only subject to be found. He approached her and sat at the chair beside it. He watched her intently as he caressed her porcelain skin. Her auburn haired bangs across her face was being tucked by his pale white finger and placing it behind her ears. He watched her as she sleeps and the way she breathe. He stared at her intently and a thought came into his mind.

"interesting." He whispered under his breathe and smirked.

Hehe… I'm so sorry for lame action scenes. Just a sneak thought for the next chapter, the insulations and confrontations starts. Har har… this should be interesting. And sorry again for the late update. Sorry.

I need more reviews before I update! Saying it again, I'll be back after having more than 5 reviews… :D

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