Bad Girl
Chapter 9
Sakura Kinomoto and Syaoran Li; the two hottest teens around Tomoeda, Japan. And they'd be easily found sitting together drinking sodas. Discussing a certain bet.
"There's a dance in three weeks?" Sakura repeated.
"Yes…" Syaoran smirked. Who knew what went around in his head. "You want a dance…well let's see who can round up the most dates for the dance."
"Okay, easy enough." Sakura laughed.
"Sure," Syaoran smiled. "But remember…"
Sakura stared at the grimacing boy. Remember what?
"…you have to keep each date quiet that you invited them."
Sakura stared at him. "I do? Why?"
Syaoran laughed. She could be so dense at times. After a few more seconds to let her think about it some more, she finally understood why. Common sense, it was that simple.
"Ooooohhh!" Sakura turned a bit pink for not getting it at first. "I get it now."
"Haha!" Syaoran laughed at her. "This'll be a cinch."
"So what'll happen when I win?"
"You mean if." Syaoran corrected. "Then I'll do anything you want, to some extent, but I doubt that. And when you lose…" He smirked. It was his signature, his trademark, his sign. His sign that he was up to something. That something bad was going on in that sexy head of his. "…you can do me and the boys something entertaining." He lifted her chin up for her to his curved mischief line. "I'll tell you the details when you earn them by losing."
"Now Syaoran…" Sakura pulled away from his touch and made sure she matched his competition by equalling her own mischief status. "What makes you think you're going to win when you're competing against the girl that beat you in a motorcycle race?"
He laughed at her comment and found her conceited, determined. But none the less, conceited. Sakura just stared at him. She stared at those deep amber eyes.
'God' A small voice whispered over he caught breath. 'He's so handsome when he smiles…when he laughs.'
What would she give just to be with him. Be one of those girls that he flattered, pampered, and made them feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. She didn't care if he'd be playing her like a sap. It'd be all on the feeling of those moments. And you know what they say, every guy is a player until he meets the right girl.
"You're that confident?" Syaoran breathed huskily. Sakura continued to stare at him, so breath-taken.
The tip of one side of his lips turned up. "Take a picture. It'll last longer."
She continued to gaze at him, slightly hearing the last comment and answering with a 'huh?'.
Syaoran kept on laughing at her, making her smile at how cute he was being…until they were rudely interrupted.
"Hello Syaoran…" A high pitch voice brought Sakura out of her trance. They turned to see the biggest slut in Seiyu High School. Miraa Kokate.
"Kokate." Sakura stated that she knew she was there.
"Kinomoto." Miraa gave the cold shoulder back. And so the cat fight begins. "I didn't know dogs like you were so desperate to go sleeping around sleazily around Syaoran Li. He won't fall for you're little games."
She laughed at her own diss. Sakura and Syaoran just stared at her queerly. Syaoran laid back like he was watching a football game, just being careful not to interfere.
"I didn't find that quite funny." Sakura stared seriously at her, then she noticed there was a large old camera. "Did you come here for pictures? Headline could be something like… 'Professional Posers' It seems to suit you very well."
Miraa looked at Sakura a bit confusedly. Sometimes, people's minds work differently. They could either work fast, the quick-witted, or slow, in this case, Miraa is a great example.
"You'll be lucky if the flash kept from showing the plasticine covering your face." Sakura continued. "Or you could make some major modifications to the picture, why not replace the whole thing itself."
Sakura smirked at the confused look striking Miraa's face. How clueless could this girl get. Of course, Sakura, an some-what expert at toying and manipulating people, knew that this girl wasn't up to academic standards. She was below.
"M-my picture is too beautiful to be talked about from a person with the likes of you." Miraa grabbed hold of herself, stuck her nose in the air and pressed her lips firmly together.
"You didn't understand a word I said, did you?" She laughed haughtily.
"Of course I did." Miraa crossed her arms and gave Sakura a cold shoulder. "Bitch."
"That's why you're failing most of your courses." Sakura ignored Miraa's defends and comment.
"You fucking whore!" Miraa breathed heavily.
"Is that all you learned in lit class? Profanity?" Sakura raised an eyebrow. She found this rather easy because Miraa was taking applied classes and still seemed to be failing them, and here Sakura was messing with her mind without breathing a single swear word. There was more tothe smarter one than we just see.
"This is a damn mall, Kinomoto." The girl spread her hands out to show the area she was standing in. "So I don't need your bullshit."
"Yeah," Sakura agreed. "You need some intelligence."
Syaoran had laid back watching the girls fight verbally so far. Then…
"You shut you're mouth, Kinomoto bitch!" Miraa sneered, raising her empty hand in the air, ready to swipe it hard across Sakura's cheek. Sakura reacted quickly, only letting the small gust of wind touch the surface of her cheek as she stood up from her seat.
"What?" Sakura gave a tough look as Miraa fixed herself up and the handbag falling off her shoulder. "You want to fight me, Kokate?"
"No." Miraa squinted her eyes and made a sharp turn on her heel. "You aren't worth any more of my damn time. Plus, you're actually angry now…bye Syaoran! I'll see you at school, 'Kay?"
That prissy little girl stalked off giggly, knowing very well that Sakura Kinomoto's temper would rise three-times higher. And it did.
"Why that stupid little bitch!" Sakura blew ready to stomp toward her. But something held her back. Someone held her back. "Who does she think she is? Walking away from a fight she tried to start! And now she think she's won? Oh ho ho! I don't think sooo!"
"Calm down." Syaoran was up and holding her arms. "You were the one provoking her."
"Me?" Sakura questioned turning around to him. She pointed in the direction Miraa Kokate disappeared off to. "She's the one who approached us… 'Hi Syaoran…'" She fluttered her eyes, giggled and shifted around girly.
"Yeah, so?" Syaoran backed away, a bit frightened of Sakura's temper.
"So?" Sakura questioned once again. "What's so special about her? Why? You like her? You like her? She isn't smart! She doesn't match your standards!"
"Oh and you do?" Syaoran crossed his arms. She was speaking a bit loudly and people in the food court started glancing their way, so Syaoran decided to walk and look for their friends…while arguing with this angry playgirl who apparently thought she matched his status.
"Believe it or not…yes! I do!" Sakura matched his pace staring athim deeply to show just how much she matched his quality of being a player, or more so living.
"Oh really?" Syaoran watched her as well from the side of his eyes. "What makes you think that? You can't evenget me."
"Can you find any other girl that's as smart as me and does this shit?" She pointed out.
"Yeah I can." Syaoran stated. "I know the girl in fact."
"That's great." Sakura said sarcastically. "So tell me...did she get you?"
There was a fair bit of silence. Syaoran took a quick glance around in search of Tomoyo and Eriol.
"No." He said quietly.
"I thought so."
"She didn't try."
"Because she wasn't up to standards, right?" Sakura cut him off.
"You know what. Drop the subject." Syaoran cut his hand through the air to show enough was enough, he'd rather not talk about such things.
"Fine! Let's drop it!" Sakura agreed angrily. "It's only going to come back up again."
"That's fine."
"Fine."Sakura gently said as all the anger was forced to escape from the suppression. She looked around as well wondering where exactly they were going.
"About that bet…" Syaoran started. "…Friends aren't included."
"Right." Sakura agreed. Then came that awful uncomfortable silence again.
"Soo…" Sakura started. "Where are we going?"
"I have to find Eriol." Syaoran said. "We have a game to go to."
"Game?" Sakura asked. "For what?"
"Soccer." Syaoran looked back at her with a cocky smile.
'He plays soccer!' Sakura mentally smacked herself for not realizing it at first. 'How could I forget?...'
"Can me and Tomoyo come watch?" Sakura asked, smiling childishly, hoping that it would some how soften up Syaoran enough to let her watch him in action.
"Hehe sure." Syaoran smirked. An obvious sign that some sort of plan unfolded in his head. "Hey, there they are."
Sakura turned to look at where Syaoran was looking. They watched Eriol and Tomoyo heading toward them. Let me rephrase that…. They watched Eriol carrying a reluctant and grim Tomoyo, bridle-style, toward them.
"This isn't necessary!" They heard Tomoyo snap at Eriol with a goofy smile on his face.
"Of course it is!" Eriol nuzzled his nose against her, then laughed as she pulled away embarrassed. "You came back for me! – HEY! SYAORAN! KINOMOTO!"
Eriol broke into a run toward his friends still carrying Tomoyo. She squealed and held tightly onto his neck.
"You're going to drop me!" She yelled frantically. The boy chuckled lightly as he came to a slow halt, reaching Sakura and Syaoran.
"Never…" He whispered into her ear.
"Come on." Syaoran said to Eriol who was gently putting the girl down. "We gotta go. We're going to be late."
Tomoyo looked at Sakura and Syaoran a little confused. Maybe that confusion messed with her head, because she didn't realize that she was still holding on to Eriol even if her feet were firmly on the ground.
"Umm… I would've thought you'd be happy on the ground." Eriol smiled, obviously noticing that Tomoyo's arms were still wrapped so nicely around his neck. She jerked them away and responded with an "I am happy!".
"But…" Tomoyo looked at Syaoran's rushing jestures and Sakura's excited face. "What are you going to be late for?"
"A soccer game!" Sakura jumped around happily. "We're going to watch them Tomoyo!"
"We are?" Her mouth dropped.
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"YOU BET WHAT?" Tomoyo Daidouji looked at her friend, Sakura, with the biggest confused expression. It consisted of giggles, bewilderment and anxiety. The two girls sat on the bleachers, watching the boys in their little team come up with a quick set up. "Sakura, I thought you were trying to get the guy, not compete against him."
"I'm proving myself." Sakura said quietly, although the roaring crowd wouldn't be able to hear her. "Syaoran doesn't think of me as anything. That's what bothers me. I've done so much…"
"Yeah," Tomoyo agreed. "You're smart, hott…"
"Exactly!" She smiled thankfully at her friend. "He thinks he's better than me. I know guys can be cocky and all... but he won't even give me respect! I'm not like a whore or anything…"
"Hehe! Like Kokate!" Tomoyo giggled.
"Yeah, I'm just going to get him to want me like any other guys. Date him for a bit and everything. Then drop him like a rock." Sakura explained her plan again, just in different words. "Then he should regret thinking of me as anything lower. I mean, he lets sluts like Kokate play him around. She doesn't even know how to treat a guy!"
"Yeah…" Tomoyo nodded looking out to the green field. The boys started running, taking their positions. Syaoran was front and centre, being the star player and all. Loud screeching cheers were heard from the girls all over the stands. Some of the boys took advantage of their attention on the field and began to show off.
"But…" Tomoyo found something more serious and deeper. "If you do date him and everything goes as planned…"
Sakura looked at her. Tomoyo looked worried, and every time she was worried it always seemed to be for the right reason.
"…what if you fall in love with him? Won't it break you're heart…he is a player and all. And I know that all guys are players until they meet that one special girl…but you play guys too. And well, I'm not sure…one of you is going to get hurt." She said. "And…I just don't want it to be you Sakura. You're my best friend, we've grown up together…"
"Awwwww!" Sakura smiled and gave Tomoyo a big hug as the game went on. "Thank you Tomoyo!"
"Sakura…" Tomoyo managed to smile as well and return the hug. "I'm also beginning to think this game is stupid. If you ever get hurt…I'm dropping it. I'm dropping all this shit…the plays, the boys, everything!"
Sakura sat straight, releasing her friend. She looked her deep in the eyes. "What? Calm down! Hold yourself! I'm not going to get hurt. Syaoran can deal with it if I break up with him. He won't care, and neither will I. That's just our cycle of life…" So far, down in the game the scoreboard read 3-1 for Tomoeda (Syaoran and Eriol's team).
"I know." Tomoyo said. "But what if it goes wrong?"
"It won't." Sakura placed her hand on Tomoyo's shoulder. "I promise. We're going to be okay. Boys won't get in the way of our friendship. Remember? We promised that. We'd hold each other higher than we already hold ourselves."
"Yeah…" Tomoyo sighed. "Then…I'm in too. Eriol's going to mine."
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"Yes ladies and gentlemen, another 4-1 win for Tomoeda's boys soccer team!" The loud commentators voice echoed through the roaring crowd. Girls screaming wildly over the two stars players that made things possible for their team to move on. "And another game gone. Let's give a round of applause to the Shizuoka team for playing. Maybe next year guys!"
As the boy retreated to the benches and change rooms, one of the players ran up the to the stands. Girls squealed, screamed and grappled the young man who managed to just narrowly make it away before it got worst. He ran all the way up to where Sakura and Tomoyo sat. At first they couldn't make out who the guy was but it was easy to see once he jumped on top of poor Tomoyo.
"Eriol!" Tomoyo screamed from underneath him. He hugged her so tightly.
"We won!" He laughed. "Aren't you proud of me?"
The girls that tried to get even a touch at him, groaned, screamed in pain, and fainted at the sight of the two they were seeing. Sakura giggled at how cute they seemed. How Eriol really worked a girl up by being romantic.
"Sure, but…you're all sweaty!" Tomoyo continued to scream and, oddly, laugh.
"I know!" He chuckled. "Isn't it hott?"
Tomoyo looked him up and down. Her hand placed on his chest, the area where his heart lay. He smiled watching her smile seductively as she did this.
"Why…" She whispered that only he could hear it. "Yes it is."
And then she kissed him. Her lips touched his. And then it was found unbelievable.
"I thought you'd be upset that I'm on top of you like this. Sweaty and everything..." Eriol said after their first break from the kiss. "But that kiss was refreshing."
She giggled and kissed him again. That was when Sakura decided to leave them alone, and look for her man. Actually, Syaoran wasn't her man quite yet.
"Do you know where Syaoran Li is?" Sakura asked one of the soccer players wearing the Tomoeda Boys Soccer Uniform.
"Yeah, he's in the change room." The boy said, of course checking her out. A few of the other guys around took some goodlooks as well. "Taking a shower. Why? You his girlfriend?"
"No." Sakura said smiling. "But I probably will be. Could youboyshelp me out?"
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Syaoran had stripped off his soccer uniform. It was light blue, white and black. Not exactly his colours but it looked good on him anyway. He walked into the shower, shampooed his hair and soaped down his body. It took no longer than ten minutes. He stepped of the shower holding the towel wrapped around his lower half of his body. Hair dripping wet, falling on to his well-built body.
He stepped out noticing the guys were being awfully quiet. It was as though they weren't even there. They probably left already, but usually they were still loitering around, goofing off after the games. Talking about how great their plays were, how hott the girls were, and how stupid the other team was.
Syaoran walked a bit further to his locker when a voice called out to him.
"Hey there…"
Except it wasn't any voice. It was none of the guys he knew…it didn't even sound like a guy's voice! It was high-pitched, cute, seductive, soft…this was definitely a girl's voice. But what was a girl doing in the boy's change room? And now that he thought about it, where did the guys go exactly?
A/N: I know you guys are confused over Syaoran's attitude. I guess I didn't make it clear enough that he gets just as jealous as Saura when he sees her playing a guy. She just doesn't notice. Also Syaoran is a very complicated character/guy to figure out. But Sakura is going to unravel that. All in order to make him fall head over heals in love with her. And by that time hopefully they both would've fallen inlove. :P
I have to apologize because I really wanted to write some action and details on how the game went, but I'm getting sick, I want to write a chapter for Killing You Softly, and I still gots homework to do, so I roughly don't have much time. But I promise next time I'm gonna write the action details. Anyhow, THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS:)