Bad Girl
Chapter 13
(WARNING: Mention of sexual content. Recommended for Teens, mature and immature. Hehe!)
"Tomoyo!" Sakura bit the inside of her cheek furiously. Her wide eyes and shaking body pleaded for some security. "Help!"
Tomoyo laughed as she set down the iPod and speakers. Along with the other two play girls, Julia, Tasha, Jillian and Meiling Li also hung around the living room.
"They're all going to think I'm some kind of slut!" Sakura breathed in and out frantically.
"The guys… they already think so, so low of me! Like I'm some toy."
"But don't you imply that?" Jillian looked at her a little confused. Sakura's eyes widened and she clasped her hand over her mouth.
"Noooo!" She cried. "I lead guys around, but I don't do them. And when I do flirt with them, it isn't like I'm being that easy, I think. I do have some self respect, don't I?"
"That's Kokate…" Tomoyo laughed. "Walking around in the kinkiest things ever created on this planet, and is such a spoiled little brat."
"Oh, that bitch." Julia input her almighty thought, "She gives me such dirty looks!"
"Oh!" Jillian exclaimed a little unsure of things. "Well, then… I don't know. What are you worried about?"
"My reputation." She paced around the spaced living room. "This dance… an entertaining dance…"
"He's implying she's worth being a stripper." Meiling crossed her arms. She was deeply disappointed in her cousin; using girls left and right, so he could get his way. It was like a business to him. Everyone turned to see Meiling.
"Syaoran is ruining Sakura's reputation this way." She went on to explain her cousin's psychology. "This builds his ego. Getting his friends to watch as well shows that he isn't going to be singled out as a sickening guy because everyone will be witnessing Kinomoto perform more provocative movements. This way, she's seen as an officially self-declared slut…"
'That bastard.' Crossing her arm, Sakura bit her lip and continued to pace through her living room. Everyone else stood, processing the newly received information.
"…that and he'll be hailed by the guys with further respect." Meiling went on. "All this, and a pleasing bonus of watching you strut your stuff, Sakura."
'Damnit!' She thought. 'I underestimated him. He knew that and took advantage of me.'
"I have an idea!" Tomoyo interrupted everyone's conniving image of Li Syaoran. But, it was funny. Even if everyone currently disliked Syaoran, they probably still wouldn't be able to resist his charm.
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"You're the man." Eriol said for the umpteenth time. Syaoran and Eriol were playing basketball, inflating their egos as usual.
"I know." Syaoran smirked, dunking the ball in the net. "She's so dense."
"Ah, but not as dense as the others."
"Fine. She isn't that dense." Syaoran admitted, chucking the ball at Eriol with restraining force. The topic was obviously none other than the lovely Sakura Kinomoto. "But that doesn't make her any different from the rest of the girls that want me."
Eriol made his shot equally as good as Syaoran and received the ball bouncing towards him. "True." He agreed, passing his best friend the ball. "But…you probably want her just the same."
"No." Syaoran frowned.
"But you gotta admit… she's incredibly hot."
"Yeah, so what? There's plenty of hot girls out there."
"Any that can compare to her?" Eriol pointed out. "Definite good sense of style, self respect and respect for others, smart, and confident? Is not only sexy, but more so beautiful?" He raised his eyebrows as Syaoran made his shot, missing the net. The ball bounced back to him and Syaoran turned to his smirking friend.
"You're too much," was all he managed to say.
"Avoiding the question?" Eriol grinned even more, putting Syaoran on the spot.
"How about Meiling?" Syaoran suggested.
"Ah…" Eriol thought carefully, an image of the stunning girl in mind. "She's got a good heart, man, but… she doesn't have that cooking ethic a woman usually has."
"Yeah, I see what you mean." Syaoran said before making his jump shot. "I have a bad feeling about her hanging out with Kinomoto though."
"It's like an inside job." Eriol chuckled, stealing the ball away. Syaoran stood there a little thunderstruck. His concentration was no longer on getting his possession of the ball back, but what his friend just said.
"Shit." He cursed.
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"Sakura..." Tomoyo hoisted up her fallen friend. "You can't give up now…"
"I'm not." Sakura shifted her weight, causing Tomoyo to drop her. "I'm just taking a little break."
"Come on!" The other girls encouraged. "We still have to help you get that twirl down."
"I can do a twirl!" She whined. "I do it all the time!"
"Yeah well…" Jillian joined Tomoyo to pull her up. "…the transition from that step to the next is a little rough."
"A little rough?" Kinomoto questioned.
"Yes, it was." Tasha said preparing the song again. "Just practice that step by step again and you have the first part down."
Sakura groaned and fell down again after the two girls had helped her up. This was not easy and it was only the first day of the week.
"I think Sakura has it pretty much down except for that part." Meiling said. "Let her practice the chorus steps."
"This is so humiliating!" Sakura cried out randomly.
"Don't worry, Sakura." Tomoyo patted her back. "You can steal Syaoran away with this."
"Yeah, definitely." Meiling approved. "If I know my cousin, this will definitely sweep him
off his feet."
"That's why you're here!" Tomoyo grinned delightfully. "Jillian has some good dance suggestions, Tasha brings her support and help with the music, and Julia is critiquing looks as well."
"And Tomoyo is here for playette purposes." Meiling chimed in. "With her technique and skills with guys, she knows what spots Sakura is bound to hit."
"And I will also be creating Sakura's costume!" Tomoyo sang proudly.
"See! You have so much support that there's no way you can fail." Tasha smiled at the happy bunch. "All the boys will be blown away."
"All thanks to you guys." Sakura sighed happily and stood up. She had to do this. Although this was part of Syaoran's plan in the beginning, she would use it to her advantage. With determination and a bit of courage, there was no stopping her. So what if he won the bet? She was making her comeback. No breaks, just pure hard, tedious, vigorous work.
"I need a drink." Sakura blew. That was, of course, after this one. She threw off her t-shirt to reveal a sports bra clad body. She headed towards the kitchen with her water bottle to get cold water. All of the girls followed her, agreeing that they deserved a break just as well as her. Of course, without her, there was no point in the dance.
Natsumi served them all lemonade, greeting all the girls who all wore tired expressions. "How is it going?" She asked as she set the tray down. The girls were scattered like cards around the kitchen; some on stools, some standings, and others seated at the table.
"She's progressing well," Julia commented, taking a glass.
"It's exhausting," Sakura informed Natsumi, "We've been working for four hours now."
"Well, that's what you get for making that bet," Natsumi shook her head. She tied her hair up into a loose bun and put on an apron. She began to dice vegetables on the cutting board, paying little attention to the chattering girls.
"I was supposed to win that bet!" Sakura slammed her hand on the counter making a face.
"I'm sorry, Sakura…" Julia said. "If we knew it was a bet, we wouldn't have agreed to be Syaoran's date… and if we knew he'd ask other girls out, we would've dumped that sucker anyway."
"Yeah!" Jillian and Tasha agreed in unision.
"It's alright." Sakura said. "It was fair competition and he would've found other girls whether it was you guys or not… he's just that good. Plus, I don't blame you guys for agreeing to go out with him. He's pretty smooth."
'So smooth that he asked me out, while I was on the damn toilet seat,' Tasha cringed, recalling the embarrassing moment. There was no way she was going to share that piece of information with anyone. It was too mortifying.
"That's my cousin for you!" Meiling laughed haughtily proud of her own blood line.
"Well…" Natsumi resumed back into the conversation as she chopped up the vegetables. "Syaoran Li seems to be running a life well thought." The sarcasm in her voice was clear. The thought of these teenagers running around like the way they did was also clear. But she was still young and could accept some of their antics.
"Syaoran is probably like that because…" Meiling thought for a bit, letting everyone's curious stares sink in toward her. She took a drink of her lemonade and tossed back her long hair. "…his parents expect him to get married."
"Of course they expect him to get married." Tasha said. "He's the only son in your family. He needs to carry on the name."
"Yes." Meiling agreed. "But their expectations are far greater than anything common."
Natsumi stopped cutting and listened intently. Sakura and Tomoyo were apprehending
Syaoran's situation. Everyone just seemed to be so interested in Syaoran Li that time seemed to freeze around his own kin.
"Syaoran is just being a rebel. He's trying to live his teenage life and get with every girl there is possible." She went on, "For once he's decided to marry an adequate girl. He mustn't turn back on it. It's way too much of a hassle to do. He's bound to his reputation, his career and the woman he loves. The consequences are harsher than just divorce papers and discrimination. I think they take it as seriously as disowning him as he would disown his wife."
"So you're saying…" Tomoyo joined in, "that he's living out his life. His family is all that he really has, so he has no choice but to obey their ways."
"Yes." Meiling confirmed Tomoyo's statement.
"But wouldn't it be wiser to go through long term relationships than ones that aren't even
real or true." Natsumi put down her knife and walked toward the group of girls with concerned eyes. "Love takes time. And if he's practicing cheating and toying with girls feelings, isn't he just running further away than what his family's disciplinarians are asking?"
"You're right." Ms. Li nodded. "But we can't stop what he does now. And we can barely influence him properly with his stubborn head. But once he's made his commitment, he has to realize he has to stick with it."
Ding-dong… dong…dong… The doorbell rang. Speak of the devil.
"I'll get it." Sakura jumped off her stool and strolled to the door. The thought of Syaoran's position made her ache. What would she do in his position? Sakura finally reached the door. She unlocked it and pulled it open to see someone that put the smile on her face.
"Hello!" She grinned and leaned up against the door frame. "Came for a visit?"
"Not really." Syaoran said coldly. He tried to peer into her house, hoping to catch Meiling.
"Bedroom is upstairs." She whispered winking at him.
"I think it's already occupied." Syaoran retaliated, basing his theory on what she was wearing. "Where's Meiling?"
"Where's Tomoyo?" Eriol made it to the front door, eagerly looking for his girl.
"They're inside." Sakura walked away, leaving the door open as a way to welcome them inside her home. She went back to the kitchen informing everyone who the visitors were.
"Meiling…" Syaoran stood dominantly over his cousin, "We have to go home."
Eriol and Tomoyo had found each other and also found their way into another room. Thank goodness!
"Why?" Meiling whined childishly. "I'm helping Sakura."
"Kinomoto has enough help." Syaoran stated clearly. "Mother wants us home right away."
Of course, he was only thinking up an excuse so he could get Meiling out of there. Who knows what she could do with an inside job like that? But, it was obvious that she had already said her share of things.
"Fine." The girl pouted, finishing the rest of her lemonade. She turned to Natsumi and Sakura. "Thank you for everything, everyone."
"No problem!" Sakura smiled cheerfully as usual, "Come back again!"
"I'll see you all at school." Meiling told the four seventeen year old girls in the kitchen.
"You're transferring to Seiyu as well?" Jillian widened her eyes as Meiling nodded at her.
"Are you girls coming?" Syaoran addressed Tasha, Julia and Jillian. They shook their heads in unison. "No, we're sleeping over."
"Do you wanna sleep over too?" Sakura whispered teasingly to Syaoran as she cleared the table of the lemonade and glasses.
"Maybe. That is, only when I don't have anywhere else to sleep." Syaoran answered her frankly. He began to walk out of the kitchen, tossing a hand as a sign of resigning. "See you girls later."
Sakura ended up following him to the door where Meiling leaned against the wall pouting. Eriol and Tomoyo were bidding each other a sweet goodbye.
"Bye Syaoran." Sakura smiled as the three stepped out. Syaoran looked at her childish smile. It was awfully sweet. So, he returned it……distastefully, of course.
"Goodbye," he called out, but not before emphasizing Sakura's dreaded thought, "Less than a week."
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"YOU AREN'T SERIOUS!" Sakura screamed as she threw a pillow at Tasha. The girls
were gathered around the living room. Pillows and blankets draped the area messily. There was a movie playing at the large screen TV but no one was paying attention. They were all caught up in big news. "Under the bleachers by the football field? I can't believe you! You did it before me!"
"Was he cute?" Tomoyo asked eagerly.
"Definitely!" Tasha gave them all two thumbs up, "And he was awesome…"
"That was just… urgh… I did not need to see that!" Jillian shook her head and waved her hands in front of her. "God Tash… you shoulda got a room."
"Sorry Jills." Tasha laughed. "But I told you to go away… and you didn't."
"I know…" The girl buried her head into her own pillow, "and I shoulda listened."
"Haha!" Julia laughed and pointed her finger towards Jills. "So, Jills… how do you feel of getting to see love-making up close? Are you influenced by Tasha's ways?"
"Ewww, no!" Jillian shielded her eyes. "I don't even wanna talk about it no more…"
"Well, I'm still surprised you did it." Sakura hugged her pillow and crossed her legs. She tossed some popcorn in her mouth, then took a drink of her pop. "I don't think I'm ready for that kind of thing yet."
"Well…" Tasha's face turned slightly red, "I was a little drunk. And he was really hot…"
"And?" Tomoyo inquired, obviously interested in Tasha's sex life. She made herself comfortable as she clambered into her spot with her own pillow under her arms.
"Okay. So we were dancing, right?" Tasha started to brief them on how it started. "After a bit, we started to feel really hot."
"Cause of all the grinding, right?" Julia jerked her eyebrows up and smiled tauntingly.
"Yeah. So, he offered to take a break outside."
"There were so many people making out, out there." Jillian rolled her eyes and groaned. The images rooted in her mind disgusted her to no end.
"I know…" Tasha nodded. "So, we went to the bleachers, where there weren't many people cause everyone was all in the dark making out."
"Then he kissed you and you kissed him…" Sakura jumped to an immediate conclusion, "and then you started to make out leading to…"
"Sex!" Julia concluded happily.
Tasha flushed with embarrassment, nodding her head to give the affirmative.
"You bad girl," Julia laughed, pointing her small index finger towards the ex-virgin.
"Wow," Tomoyo beamed. "That was straight forward. I'm one to wait on that topic."
"Oh please!" Julia swayed her body back and pushed Tomoyo playfully, "I give you and Eriol a month or less. Knowing how Li and Hiiragazawa are."
"I'll lead him close to it." Tomoyo smiled and brought her index finger to her chin in thought. "But then I'm just going to break it off with him when he least expects it."
"Really?"
"Yup!" She giggled. "He doesn't think that I know he wants me to fall for him. But he has it coming."
"Oooohhh you're good." Jillian complimented.
"Are you sure you can control yourself?" Tasha asked a little concerned. "He is smooth on girls when he really needs to be. That charm… It's hard to let that down."
"That's their trick," Sakura pointed out. "We're just here to outsmart them. We've done this tons of times and we all know we're better than those two."
"Oh! Is that what you're trying to do?" Julia turned to Sakura, "Outsmart Li right? That's what the bet was all about…"
"I guess you could say that…" Sakura said softly. More talk about Syaoran would just confuse her. He just barely seemed to acknowledge her, as he put her at the bottom of his list. And no matter what people said, he didn't take interest in her. She knew that, even if she continued to try to alter that fact. There was just something about him that made her try; made her respect for males a little more decent.
"We're rooting for you!" Jillian punched her fist into the air. All of the girls laughed at her undeniably cute gesture. But was rooting a real matter for it?
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The days went by with Sakura practicing hard to perfect her flow of movement. With Tomoyo's help she had practiced everyday after school. Jillian, Julia, Tasha and Meiling would come by to help out a little too, but of course, Syaoran would come to fetch Meiling. Eriol would always tagalong with Syaoran to see his girlfriend.
Sakura went through incessant practice throughout that week, finding the start of her dance offbeat and adjusting her moves while quicken her steps for the routine.
"1, 2, 3… 4! 1, 2, 3…4!" Meiling kept count of her steps while they others nodded their heads in unison to the beat.
"Kick, down…step, step, step!" Jillian instructed over the music. Sakura collapsed onto the floor for about the fifth time that day with a long melodramatic groan.
"Come on Sakura," Tasha helped pull her up to her feet, "You're doing your the dance tonight."
"Kill me now." Sakura closed her eyes and whispered softly to the heavens, hoping they'd hear her plead and rescue her. Unfortunately, they were on their break.
"You have two hours to rehearse this before we meet them at the hall." Tomoyo informed her after she glanced at her watch. "Actually, less than that because you still have to get ready." She said as almost an afterthought.
Sakura then cursed aloud before she got up and began the routine again, but this time perfectly. The girls even applauded her on her accomplishment, and then they helped Sakura get ready for the performance.
The girl led her into a room where, Tomoyo had informed her earlier, her outfit was laid out. "Tomoyo!" Sakura cried out backing away cautiously only to find that the door was locked. "This isn't a strip club!"
"It's your outfit." Tomoyo rolled her eyes shoving the clothes into Sakura's hands.
"Wow! So kinky." Julia giggled. "The guys would definitely love that!"
"So then you have to wear it!" Tasha took the clothes and held it up against Sakura. "Very sexy!"
Sakura rolled her eyes and laughed. "Fine!" She said as she snatched the outfit out of Tasha's hands, scurrying to the bathroom.
She looked at herself in the mirror. There were folds of crimson colored silk fabric that hung loosely off her shoulders, draped there precariously. It was covered by a lacy black design made up of see-through material that felt scratchy against her bare skin. In the back, the shirt was held together by a piece of ribbon that was strung through the holes and tied under her shoulder blades.
It looked like a piece of lingerie to her, actually, it probably was. The things Tomoyo came up with! She also had on black capri cut pants that were laced with a similar design up each side of her legs. And to top it all off was a hat, one that you'd see a suspiciously rich man wearing.
Sakura's friends went completely agog over her sexy look, and insisted it needed to be finished off with make-up. They applied vibrant red lipstick, and some eyeliner with mascara. A light shade of pink was thinly layered over her eyelids. Tomoyo brushed her hair then used the curling iron to bring light bouncy curls that she pulled up a bit.
"Oh my god!" The girls squealed as Sakura posed in her bad girl stance. Then she shifted her weight to one side, the hand on the hip, her foot for forward and another hand on her hat along with a pout on her face. Sakura giggled, this was all very amusing… the getting ready part, as for the dancing part… that was going to be a different story.
"You're forgetting these." Tomoyo held out a pair of stilettos. Immediately Sakura's jaw dropped as she stared long and hard at the pair of… was shoes the right word for them? She had deeply wished that this were a dream. That little pair of hard, sharp-ended objects was a complete dream.
"No Tomoyo." She brought herself to say. "No, no, no… tell me we're going to a ball, because those are not for dancing."
"Too bad!" Tomoyo smiled, happily shoving them into her friend's hands. "Li even agreed that you should dance in heels, he thought it would be far more difficult."
Sakura's jaw remained fallen while Tomoyo pushed her into a seat to put them on.
"I'm going to fall and break something if I dance in those." Sakura muttered miserably. "Nice way for you to help a friend. Why couldn't you have at least let me were those to my practices?"
"This was last minute, and Sakura…" Tomoyo put Sakura's foot into the shoe and laced up the straps. "… This is your chance to get Li, and just focus on the steps, not what you're stepping on."
"I'm too focused on making a fool of myself than I already am." Sakura said.
"Come on." Tomoyo stood up when she was done. "We have to be at the hall before the guys."
Tomoyo took her friends hand and led her away while our dancer groaned to her unlucky fate.
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"Is she ready?" Syaoran asked after walking through the door to find Tomoyo waiting for them with her cell phone in hand.
"Look how eager he is to see her!" Eriol teased. He, in turn, was shoved aside while Tomoyo was giggling furiously.
"Of course she's ready!" She answered after her previous laughing fit. "But the question is, are you ready for her?"
Syaoran shrugged off a small blush and got a curious look from Tomoyo and Eriol. He walked away from them to look at the seating arrangements. He noticed there was one seat set prominently forward from the rest.
"So why are you here?" Tomoyo smiled deviously as she slowly walked up to Eriol with a finger tucked under her chin. Eriol wrapped his arms around her and touched the tip of her nose with his own.
"To see someone." He smirked. Tomoyo enjoyed his little game, not the one she was playing at but this small little gesture.
"Oh?" She giggled, bringing lifting her arms and wrapping them around his neck. "And would this someone be a girl?"
"Umm… Yes." He gave in false thought, making her laugh. "A very beautiful girl."
"Really?" Tomoyo inched closer to his face so that her lips gently grazed hers. "How beautiful?"
"It can't be explained in words." His eyes began to close like he was falling asleep while his lips glided closer to hers. "Only by affection."
After a single passionate kiss, they went on with their little play.
"So I hear there's going to be a girl dancing here."
"Yes, there is, are you here to watch?" Tomoyo raised a questioning brow. Was he really going to commit adultery in front of her? That was sadly pathetic since he didn't cover it up well (to her that is).
"Only if you're that girl." Eriol smirked at her. Tomoyo laughed and nuzzled her face into his chest. She did indeed find that sweet, and although she was just scamming him… it was clear to see that she had slowly been falling through a hole she dug deeper.
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"SAKURAA KINOMOTOO! SAKURAA KINOOMOTOO!" The crowd of men jeered before the stage in their seats. This was making Sakura far more nervous than she already was. She was having a case of what is typically called 'stage-fright'. She paced around the back stage mumbling random things to herself, such as being in a dream or sudden death. Her friends watched her pace, maniacally crying out for soft sounds of help.
"Its okay Sakura." Julia patted her back. "You practiced, you can do this!"
"No… no I can't." Her eyes widened and her hands clenched together. "So… this is so…"
"We're rooting for you!" Jillian punched her fist into the air, like the night they slept over.
"There are over a thirty guys out there." Tasha blurted out after taking a peek at the audience. Sakura trembled even more while Julia told Tasha to shut up.
"What's wrong with Sakura? And where's Tomoyo?" Meiling came out to find the girls. Sakura looked at Meiling frantically.
"Tell your cousin that I give up." She said with wide-eyed fright. "There are way too many guys out there and I… I don't want to do this."
Meiling put both of her hands on Sakura's shoulders and stared her straight in the eyes with a serious face.
"You have to do this," she said firmly. "If you don't Syaoran will look down on you even more."
And before Sakura could answer Tomoyo had pulled out a bottle and insisted to Sakura that she drink it all. She took the bottle and drank without thinking. Her thoughts were more focused on the performance, Tomoyo tried to give her another bottle when she was done with the first one, but she couldn't take more than a couple of sips. Sakura went out on stage, loosing all hesitation.
Her head felt funny and she had a strong metallic taste in her mouth. She looked out at the dark audience, a blurry view of all the guys there came to view, and in the front, with the best view, was Syaoran Li. His arms were crossed and a sly smirk played on his face. The rest of the guys behind him were giving her a headache with their high-pitched catcalls. She staggered backstage for a bit until Tomoyo called out her name.
"Sakura?" She whispered loud enough for only Sakura to hear. She looked over at her with curiously but didn't say a word. "Are you ready?"
Sakura nodded slightly trying to remember her first move. She looked at Syaoran and his impatient but amused stature. She couldn't help but smile and wink at him.
She heard the music start playing and she made her first step. She whispered the beat to herself, and flowed with all of her movements naturally. The high heel thing seemed to be a lot easier than she thought; she even started to wonder why the boys were yelling out when she wasn't even done.
As she made a few steps right and did a hip roll in a cowboy pose, her eyes remained transfixed on Syaoran. The same brusque position was set on his face, the one that made him look inevitably cool.
While Sakura was dancing to Promiscuous Girl, gladly chosen by Tomoyo I might add, Tomoyo had led a group of girls outside in the hall.
"Okay, we have to get every guy out of there fast." She whispered quietly amongst them. All of them nodded in agreement. "And any one of you that gets caught by Li, you are sorely dead."
The girls nodded a bit grimly, they all wore their most revealing sets of clothing for the occasion, along with a pair of sunglasses. Their mission: Get every guy out of that room. How? Seduction of course! And if you wonder what's with the sunglasses, it's a mystery thing to conceal their identity.
Let's get some FAQs straight. Who devised this? Tomoyo; why did she do it? So she could help Sakura. How? Gather a bunch of girls and get them to lead the guys (except Syaoran) out of there. Mission? It's in progress.
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Daidouji, Tomoyo: She knew where Eriol was sitting, so she went to him immediately.
"Hey baby…" She jumped onto him, indulging him into a good intense kiss. One hand was riding up his shirt, trickling slowly up and down his chest. She pulled him closer to her body and made soft little whisper sounds to entice him.
"Tomoyo…" He whispered. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted you." Her lips brushed against his as she spoke. Oh! She wanted to smile at what a good job she was doing. She wanted to smile so badly, but she remained focused, although a grinning image laughed heartily in her mind. "I was aching for you all over."
"You were?" Eriol asked with a light chuckle.
"Mhmm…" She kissed down his neck to chest, holding on tightly to his neck. "I want to go somewhere."
"Where?"
"Surprise me." She grinned up at him.
Li, Meiling: Meiling was quite happy to string around three guys. One guy didn't look his age at all. He was short, and looked three years younger than they did. So she simply told him his mom was here to pick him up… and oddly enough, it worked. The next guy looked like a complete idiot that drooled over Sakura who was up on stage, she smirked to herself and thanked God that this was another easy one. She sat on the empty chair beside him.
"Hey!" She whispered to him and looking as serious as she could with the sunglasses on. She leaned down to him trying her best not to laugh at his goofy face and clueless expression. "I'm a secret agent and we are currently looking for males from the age of 13 to 18 to do some testing for us. It will involve a mature subject matter, so please retain yourself from harassing the models…"
"Models?" He repeated quietly to her. Ha! What an idiot…
"Yes." She tried to keep from laughing at such a gullible guy. "I will ask you to quietly go outside these doors and wait for me and other secret agents to drive you to the base."
He nodded and began to stand up. But she stopped him by putting her hand on his shoulder.
"Do well." She struggled to keep from laughing, which instead, made it look like she was ready to cry. "I have faith in you."
Then she saluted him sharply as he crept out to the hallway. All right, onto the next man! This one was not like the other idiots she had to deal with before; he was quite good looking, and there was no sickening look he gave as he watched Sakura. He also appeared to be a smart jock. Something better than the last two she had dealt with.
"Hey!" He noticed her but stayed quiet under the blasting music, trying not to disturb anyone. He gave her a genuine smile and you could tell she was caught. "Are you that special hot alien girl that poses as a secret agent to take guys to her secret base?" Haha! This guy was humorously cute. Meiling smiled and moved over beside him in the empty seat.
"Yes, that would be me." She pushed up her glasses and did a small pose. "Are you willing to come without a problem?" He laughed at her and raised his hands up.
"Take me away…"
Aleba, Jillian: This girl was unsure of how to get a guys attention and nervously walked up to one who was sitting in the chair closest to her. He was cute, with his laid-back sort of attitude. She bent over to him after adjusting on her sunglasses. How could anyone see with these on in the dark?
"Um…" She whispered to him. "I need help."
The boy turned to her. When he noticed it was a girl, he fully faced her with a smile.
"With what?" He asked silently.
"Come, I'll show you." Jillian took hold of his hand and she quickly walked out the door, trying to think up an excuse to use. She could hear him chuckle as she was leading him out.
"Do you need help talking to me?" He grinned at her.
Pat, Tasha: 'Alright!' Tasha thought. 'This should be fun. I'm gonna go find that guy I did." But she stood there the other girls walked past her to make their own moves. She had to be quick; she was desperately trying to search for him. Tasha held her sunglasses away from her eyes and tried to find a boy with a shaved head. Aha! Lucky for her, she found Ken Diru. She made her way to him popping her sunglasses back on and fixing her hair.
"Hey…" She cupped her hands over his eyes. She then went over to sit on his lap, putting a finger to his lips. She was really close to him and whispered something into his ear.
"It's me." He smiled by the sound of her voice.
"Do you want to do a little something-something?" He smirked at her; she wrapped her arms around his neck and went so close to his face that their noses touched. "Of course I do!"
Deon, Julia: The small but otherwise quirky girl, wandered around observing the many victims in place. She decided she must be quick; she sauntered over to a scrawny boy with glasses, not knowing what to do, or how exactly to capture him, she used her own shirt on her back to capture the boy, covering his mouth with her hand. This wasn't exactly seducing, but it was one way to get the job done. She dragged all the way out the doors.
"I can't breathe!" His muffled wail came from underneath Julia's shirt. She took away her hand covering his mouth. "I-I need … I need my inhaler!"
He had slight wheezing as he fumbled through his pant pocket to get out a small L-shaped object. He shook it and gave in a huge gulp through the tube.
Julia stared at his messy black hair, and askew glasses. She noticed he wore a collared shirt buttoned all the way up, and a cotton v-neck vest.
"What was that all about?" His face a vibrant red from the lack of oxygen, and probably even from the little event that just happened. He fixed his glasses and hastily brushed his hair with his hands.
"Sorry." Julia apologized a little flushed. "I needed to get you out of there by seducing you." Although, that was not exactly seduction, the boy just stared at her.
"I don't think that was seduction." He turned away.
"Yeah." She smiled. "I know."
"But I'm sure what I saw could have been used for seduction." His glasses fogged up and you could see the red in his face brighten up, Julia laughed at his reaction.
Stop.
Sakura made her spectacular twirl and hit the ground when the words 'Don't get mad, don't get mean…' played. She sat on the floor with her hands behind her back and her chest out. She stared out into the crowd and realized… that there was no crowd. A dizzying scene of chairs in the darkness was all she really saw. She stared at it as she continued to dance, noticing that only Syaoran sat there watching her. His feet were spread apart and his fist supported his head as he watched her fixatedly.
Sakura smiled and wheeled her body off the stage. Syaoran watched her movements suspiciously as she slowly walked up to him, maybe it was a mistake to make her wear those heals, now noticing how dangerous she looked.
The song had already ended, but soon started again. Tasha was must have put it on repeat without thinking, but the song seemed to suit the moment very well.
Sakura kneeled over Syaoran on his chair. She lifted his chin up with her hand so she could look at his face; her other arm slung over his shoulder.
"How was that, Syao?" She said in her soft sexy voice. His eyes narrowed but she continued on, trying not to stagger. She sat on him and brought her lips to his with a pleasurable groan. Her hand pulled his own to hold her delicate body than crawled up his chest.
He could taste the alcohol in her mouth. Yes, he kissed her back. But the taste made him query.
"You're drunk." He stated after some kisses later. Sakura giggled, taking off her hat and putting it atop his head. '…I'm all alone, and it's you that I want'
"Just a little tipsy." She gave him the utmost innocent look and laughed. 'Promiscuous boy; you already know that I'm all yours, what you waiting for? ...' Her arms wrapped around his neck and she resumed to kissing him. "Take advantage, Syao…"
'…Promiscuous girl you're teasing me, you know what I want, and I got what you need'
'Take advantage? Maybe I will…' Syaoran thought, with the lyrics of the song wringing in his ear, as well as Sakura getting her lips to touch almost every place of his upper body as she could.
"Haha you're so cute!" She giggled and kissed his cheek. She leaned on his shoulder and hugged him like a teddy bear. "Kiss me if you want more!"
Syaoran chuckled lightly at her small demand for attention. She shook him a little and nudged closer to his ear.
"I said kiss me if you want more." She whispered like a child. Syaoran looked back at her smiling face. "I'm waiting…"
She finally lifted her head up to look at him. It was tilted to the side and her eyes grew wide and big. "So are you going to kiss me or not?" 'Promiscuous Girl; you're teasing me you know what I want, and I got what you need…'
Syaoran carefully brought his lips to hers, giving her a gentle kiss. He retreated back and looked at her expression.
"Yay!" A big grin spread across her face as she embraced him. "I knew you'd do it!"
"Am I that predictable?" Syaoran asked with a smile on his own face.
"Nope." She said in her normal teenage voice. "But I just looked into your eyes like this…"
She came up really close to his face and stared deep into his amber eyes, so close that he could see the little bright green specs in hers. The number of shades of jade rivaled the number stars in the sky. "…And that's how I could tell you'd kiss me." She shrugged her slight shoulders and smiled at him. Sakura began to kiss him gently.
A short while later she stopped and brought his hand to her back, he could feel a ribbon strung through the holes of her shirt.
"That string is the thing that's holding this top on me." She smirked as she ran a finger down his torso. "I dare you to pull it."
She slammed her body against his and waited for him to make the move. Syaoran sat there unsure of what to do with this girl, usually there was no hesitation in this situation, but for some reason he was feeling some sort of guilt lingering around him with a heavy air.
"Come on." She leered him on, whispering into his ear as she held on to him. "Pull it."
Syaoran in the meantime was arguing with himself whether to pull the damn ribbon or not. It was such a silky, thin piece of material that could easily come undone, but then, what would this wild girl do afterward?
"Sakura…" Syaoran sighed holding her back instead of the string, "…get off of me."
Sakura sat up and stared at him, a frown came upon her features as she stared into his tranquil eyes.
"But Syao…" She whispered quietly, trying to stare down those amber pools of mixed emotions, coming closer to his face and brushing her sweet lips on his as she talked. "I don't want to let you go, I want to stay with you."
She hugged him tightly and buried her face into his neck. He sighed once more and tried to carry himself with her up off the chair, but with all her unbalanced weight on him he fell into a …very disturbing position. Their bodies were sprawled on the floor, his bridging over hers.
Sakura looked up at his nervous and frustrated face. She blinked a few times and laughed.
"You're coming on to me…" Sakura giggled. "Let's just stay like this for awhile, okay Syao?"
Syaoran stared at her peaceful face looking up at him. This time, he did want to listen to her. He carefully laid his body on top of hers so that his face was pressed into her hair. Her arms came around to hug him delicately, and he embraced her as well, almost feeling like a lost piece of a puzzle, coming together at last.
A/N: I hope your all happy... (grumbles)... this took so long to write and i needed to get it edited by two people! TWO! (thank you Chibi-Cookies and Julie aka Julieeboolee) Well I must be breif... and if you are like tashy and wondering "Why didn't Syaoran do anything with Sakura?" Well my dear friends... it's called RESPECT. And respect, as me and my friends must learn in religion, is a sign of Love. And also, you are very welcome Tashy writing a deflowering of you in my story. Hope you guys are having a great summer... THANKS!
Btw, I must say.. I needed to fan myself writing this because it was beginning to get so hot with all the plays I was coming up with! Hehe! Pheww!