Hey my peeps! Um, sorry I haven't been writing a lot, I have my reasons.
1. MY FINGER GOT SMASHED IN A DOOR HELLO THAT MAKES IT KINDA HARD TO WRITE
2. Volleyball and gymnastics and so forth
3. Never-ceasing boatloads of homework
4. Gotta have meh beauty sleep XP
Don't Pull the Trigger
Chapter 10
Now THAT was definitely unexpected.
Sakura felt the warmth deep inside her bursting open, making her feel as if she was on fire. She inwardly screamed as Syaoran's tongue played with her lips, begging her to open up. She slowly parted her lips, deepening the kiss and igniting the inner flames inside her with a new passion. She moaned as his rough yet tender hands trailed down her spine and onto her tiny hips.
"Gah, Syaoran, for your first kiss, you're pretty good at this..."
"Heh, well about that..."
"What now...?"
"I lied."
Sakura glared at him. "About what?"
"That... wasn't my first kiss..."
"WHAAAAAATTTT?!"
SAKURA HAS OFFICIALLY LOST HER POINT AND HAS BEEN REDUCED TO NEGATIVE FOURTY-THREE.
"Hehehe..."
-SLAP-
"YOU IDIOT! WHY DID YOU LIE TO ME?!"
"Um, I thought you wouldn't mind or some crap like that..."
"YOU THINK I THINK LIKE CRAP!?"
"No, I didn't mean it like that-"
"OH SO I'M THE CRAP, HUH?"
"No, Sakura, you're beautiful-"
"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID TO ALL THE OTHER IDIOTIC GIRLS YOU MADE OUT WITH ISN'T IT?"
"No-"
"HUH?"
"Sakura, liste-"
"HUH?!"
"Shut up, please-"
"HUUUUUGGHHHHUUUUHHH??!?!"
"Um, didn't mean that-"
"DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT UP YOU COMPLETE RETARD!"
"I'm not a retard, I haid a brain test!"
"..."
"Ok, fine, I'm not exactly on the pointy side of the pencil, but my sexiness makes up for it-"
"GAH SHUT UP NEVER EVER WANTED TO KNOW THAT FACT!"
"And I never wanted to know the fact that you want me to shut up..."
-gasp-
"Well, I guess you just-" sob "-just HATE ME-"
"Stop it, Syaoran, I don't hate you I love you-"
-stops sobbing and grins reeally wide-
"I knew it."
Tomoyo stood in front of her new home and took a deep breath. This is where her dream was, where she would spring up and bud like a newborn flower.
She stepped up to the large French doors and knocked lightly. Her heart began to thump loudly. Why was she so afraid? It was only an interview, nothing else. Tomoyo, you're not going to die or anything! Deep breath, girlie. You'll be fine.
She knocked again, except this time with more force. You are calm. You are confident. You are meant for this job. There is absolutely no way they can turn you down.
After about three minutes with absolutely no movement inside the house, Tomoyo began to wonder if anyone was even home. Slowly, she opened the large French doors to reveal an empty house. She sighed. This isn't exactly a friendly greeting.
Tomoyo wandered around the house, looking for any activity. As she wandered up the stairs, she heard faint squealing and laughter. Gaining every ounce of courage left in her, she hurried toward the sound. Her ears carried the sound to a ballroom, but when she walked in, it was empty.
But what she did see was Heaven.
Sewing machines. Dozens of sewing machines lined up against the walls. And the fabric! All the kinds of fabric, it was surely a miracle. GASP! What is that? An AUTOMATIC SEAM RIPPER!? HOLY FREAKIN CRAP!
"THIS IS HEAVEN!"Tomoyo screamed, waving her hands in the air insanely.
The seamstresses heard a sceram from the ballroom. Some of them gasped, others immediatelyturned their attention back to the couple still laying on the floor.
"Mina, Wei Fing, go check what all the ruckus is about!" Xia Lin whispered.
"Right away, ma'am." And they were off.
Tomoyo saw two young girls rush towards her, giggling excitedly. She grinned as one of them embraced her in a big bear hug.
"Hi, I'm Mina," she said giggling.
"And I'm Wei Fing."
"Heya, I'm Tomoyo."
"Oh, we have something to show you! It's soooo cute!" And with that, Tomoyo was being pulled by Mina and Wei Fing into a small...
dressing room?
Tomoyo saw two familiar figures, sitting on the floor, with...
no clothes on.
Wait...
Is that...?
"SAKURA?!"