Bad Girl

Chapter 14
Sakura sighed to herself as she opened up the limo door. She repeatedly told herself to calm down, and that this whole thing, which she could barely remember, was... not as bad as it seemed. Wrong! Her heart rate increased and she took in a fearful gulp as she grabbed her backpack. She exited the car, slamming it shut behind her.

She could run. She could run and run and run and never come back. Never face those intolerable, accusing stares and points of laughter. She'd still be the hottest girl on campus; she knew that much. But, she wouldn't receive the respect she was so familiar with before.

She was popular for a reason. Wits, beauty, acceptance - it all did wonders for her. She could befriend anybody, and so she did and for that reason, everybody knew her.
However, because of her failure to win the bet, her reputation and self-respect was faltering just like one of those highly profitable business charts that went bankrupt. She was robbed of her identity.

She was a brilliant young girl that had a future. That had a future. End of story. A tragedy? Yes. But how many stories do we know end in a spectacular, happy ending? Let's seesleeping beauty; slept on forever. Beauty and the beast; the beast was bound a monstrous lonely life. Pocahontas; died for love. Quasimodo; only saw Esmeralda in the distance. Either of those endings happy? No! (A/N: Not Disney. Sorry but I need my point out. :P)

You may ask why she's taking this way seriously... well, why? It was only natural for a teenaged girl to feel beaten by a mere, rivalling boy. A mere rivalling playboy, for that matter. Her confidence was dwindling just thinking about all the wretched thoughts and despicable views everyone would have on her. Yet, there was still time. There was still time to make her getaway.

"Come on, Sakura!" Tomoyo pulled her friend's hand and dragged her closer to the building. Sakura grumbled as she missed her chance for escape. She closed her eyes, letting Tomoyo lead the way. She would be ready for it, she decided. To hear those disgusted comments from her girl friends. The snickering and catcalling from the boys. And she was sure even more boys would hit on her now.

"Well, well, well. Look at who came to school today," a husky voice spoke to her. She frowned as Tomoyo's hand left her. People were going to circle around her, and Syaoran would rub it in her face. Hard. "Why don't you open your eyes?"

"Because I don't want to." Sakura answered, standing still. She could feel his presence come closer to her, making her heart as if she might have a heart attack.

"Will you open them if I kiss you?" Syaoran whispered into her ear and lifted her chin up so that their lips were just a touch away. Sakura could tell he was grinning; mocking her in this case.

"Oh right." Sakura mumbled, seeing through his little plan. "Anything just to make me see what a good job you've done at ruining my reputation."

"Ruining your reputation?" Syaoran pulled away. "No one is saying anything about what I made you do."

"What?" Sakura opened her eyes to see Syaoran laughing, Tomoyo and Eriol being intimate, and everyone acting completely normal as they made their way to classes. Actually there was one thing that was noted: Meiling was with a boy. Julia was with a boy. Tasha was with a boy. Jillian was with a boy. And probably every other girl in her grade was with... a boy!

"What is this? Valentine's day in the middle of May?"

"No, actually," Syaoran looked around at fellow classmates as well, "I noticed all the boys that came to watch you are busy with a girl. That obviously means, someone on your side planned this to get me and you alone by the end of your dance."

"We were alone?" Sakura said remembering back. It was so faint but she could remember being stuck trying to seduce Syaoran in the darkness. "Oh yeah!" She smirked over at Syaoran. Although she couldn't remember much, she couldn't help but tease him. "I knew you'd come around. Heh, so you're coming back for more."

"Actually I was giving you an opportunity for an early thanks." His head turned to her with a bit of a sly smile. This boy has something up his sleeve every time. There was no one that could mess with Syaoran Li. Of course, only Sakura could, who gave him a suspicious look.

"An early thanks for what?" She lifted an eyebrow and crossed her arms. They walked inside toward their lockers together.

"Why, nothing, little Kinomoto!" He patted her head as she twirled the dial on her lock and opened up the compartment. She shoved her things in and pulled out her binder and textbook for first period class. Syaoran stopped a passer-by to quickly say a few things, while Sakura closed up her stuff.

"Thanks. Give it to me after school. I owe you man," was all Sakura could catch Syaoran say to a shaggy haired boy. They then started off down the main hallway, slowly coming to a stop at where they would part.

"What was that all about? What's he giving you after school?" Sakura tilted her head questionably like a child. Syaoran chuckled and smiled at her.

"You'll see." He kissed her on the cheek and started off. "Maybe you'll figure it out in math."

Sakura watched him leave, feeling the lingering wetness of his kiss on her cheek fade away. What a tease...

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"W-ow Deon!" Sakura sat on her desk for second period math. She was with a couple of other girls that admired her as she waited for Syaoran and Julia to come. The girls' attention seemed to avert to the guy Julia walked in with. "Who is... that? And where did you find him?"

The boy, who followed Julia to Sakura, blushed a little over the attention Sakura was giving him. He had short spiky jet back hair and blue eyes. There was a black shirt under his white uniform top and the few top buttons were undone. He had very mature face, where his features were sharp and manly. He was a bit skinny but Sakura could plainly see that he had potential for a good shape and get those arms toned. The boy's face was calm and shy but he slouched with embarrassment holding onto the hand of the petit little Julia, admiring her sense of friendly quirkiness.

"You like?" Julia smiled and used her hand to show off her work like a show-lady. Sakura stood up and circled around him, making him blush with uneasiness, as she observed him more carefully.

"Fairly good-looking. Could use more masculinity." Sakura tapped her pursed lips with her index finger. "Style comes off fairly well too... otherwise a potential heart throb. Where'd you get him? Is he new?"

"It's Nari Haruki." Julia grinned delightful with her magical make-over with the geek. "A good change, don't you think Sakura?" Every girl's mouth dropped looking over at the guy.

"I see I've taught you well," Sakura rested hands on her hips proudly looking over the ex-geek. Julia giggled seeing Haruki become bashful over the sudden attention.

"Yeah, but Li too you know." Sakura's mouth dropped and her arms fell limb to her sides. The devil himself walked in and made his way to the group.

"Huh?" Syaoran said on cue. "What did I do?" Sakura frowned and crossed her arms, upset that Syaoran was still that bit ahead of her.

Julia waved her hand in front of Nari Haruki's drastically changed look. "Look what I did this weekend." She winked at Syaoran. Syaoran smirked and patted Julia on the shoulder. "Good job. I guess I have taught you well."

Sakura looked between the three of them. Haruki's reddening face, Syaoran and Julia's suspiciously devious smirks. Something was up! And it had something to do with the line she just said.

Look what I did this weekend… Look what I did… this weekend… Look what I did… What I did… I did…

Sakura gasped as she finally realized the play on word. She glared at all three characters, feeling left out, out-casted, completely undoable. Haha funny…

"Julia!" Sakura winced, crossed her arms and gave a very adorable pout. "You didn't… did you?"

"Oh, she did." Syaoran answered for Julia, smirking over Sakura's disturbed reaction. "Seems like you're all that's left."

"I thought you were innocent!" Sakura ignored Syaoran as best she could continuing to converse with the perky girl.

"She was good," Haruki finally came out to say. "Very good." Julia grinned proudly and waved a hand over Haruki's transformation. "And look what my goodness has done."

"Sit in you're seats everyone please!" Ms. Asuki walked in just as the bell rang. The students scrambled to their desks. Sakura sat at her desk grumbling at her friends miserably, feeling like she was the only one that wasn't let in on anything.

"Pssstt Kinomoto!" Syaoran whispered across from her, while the teacher's back faced them. Sakura turned to look at him, and he passed her a folded up piece of paper. A love letter? Sakura took it and opened it up to read the hastily scribbled writing:

Sakura and Deon:
Soccer game for me and Eriol today. Are you ladies coming to watch me play?
Sakura smiled to herself. She would love to watch Syaoran play. Specifically, get all worked up and sweaty doing strategic moves.

Wouldn't miss it for the world. Sakura scribbled down, put it inside one of her unused notebook and sent it on its way to Julia who then wrote down her response and passed it over to Syaoran who then did the same routine. Sakura read the rest of the writing on the note. Syaoran's colour was black, hers was blue and Julia's was red.

Julia: We (Jillian, Tasha and me) didn't finish packing up our stuff. We can't postpone our stay any longer. Our parents are getting upset.

Syaoran: Ah shit. Then we'll catch you guys after the game to see you off at the airport.

Sakura stared at it for a bit longer trying to figure out what was going on. They were leaving? Oh right! It's been past three weeks! How could she forget? She wondered why they stayed, and then it hit her. They wanted to help her with the dance! At least, that's what she thought.

Aww! That sucks you guys have to leave so soon. Tomoyo and I will be sure to see you off. Please give me you're email later so we can keep in touch. :) Sakura wrote down and passed it to Julia while Mrs. Asuki wrote more board notes while she lectured.

The same route came along and Sakura read what the others wrote:

Julia: Of course! I have to tell you about my night with Nari Haruki too. Lol.

Syaoran: Sakura is dying to know how to properly work a guy! Haha!

Sakura frowned and looked over to Syaoran. She found him sitting comfortably in his desk twirling a pencil in his right hand looking at her with his infamous smirk. She turned away, cursing him in her head.

Syaoran wants me to use such moves on him. The horny guy. She had to get revenge. Anyway, Julia… do you have any idea what Syaoran plans that has something to do with me? He's up to something.

Sakura looked over what she wrote once more before passing the notebook with the note inside to Julia in front of her. Julia took awhile to get her note passed on to Syaoran due to the teacher's attention to the class. But once that was over, she went straight to Syaoran who quickly wrote down his say, passing it to Sakura.

Julia: Probably to planning to give you a GOOD time.

Syaoran: No. She's too busy saving and servicingherself. Plus, I don't think I want to.

Sakura's jaw dropped. How dare he say such obscene things! And he didn't want to? What did he mean by he didn't want to? She looked over at Syaoran who slouched in his chair completely contained of boredom trying to amuse himself with a pencil. He turned to her feeling her emerald eyes dig deep into his features.

"Figure it out yet?" He whispered to her. Sakura's eyes narrowed and she frowned.

"No. When do I get to find out?" She questioned. "Are you going to do something to me?"

"It has you in it. But I'm not doing anything to you." He answered. "And you should find out soon."

"Syaoran!" Sakura gritted her teeth in frustration. He was so aggravating!

"Sakura!" He retaliated laughing a bit at her flustered face trying to think so hard.

"Mr. Li and Ms. Kinomoto." Mrs. Asuki stood between the two desks and their striking glares. "Save the conversation for after class."

The two shut their mouths and sat quietly as the teacher resumed to her lecture. Sakura noticed something odd about Syaoran. He started calling her Sakura. Was she finally getting to him? But what really bothered her was what happened when she was drunk. At the time, she was really in the back of her head watching herself as she toppled over the boy. She could just slightly remember her actions, which were all really just kisses… but the words… she just couldn't make out her memory of the words. She watched him copy down the notes from the board quietly noticing many other girls glanced in his direction every now and then.

If she was getting through to him, she supposed that would be a good thing. But guilt sat in the bottom of her stomach just thinking about his situation. She didn't want to take a chance for him to meet the girl he's destined to be with away from him. Maybe, she should stop and just leave him alone. Go along to the next boy that comes around instead of leaving the light on him. That way she wouldn't be hurting him.

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"How often do you like looking at me in math class?" Syaoran smirked at Sakura while he tied the laces strung through the holes of his cleats. Sakura waited for him against the wall outside the locker rooms, watching him as he did this.

"I don't know." She answered softly, thinking that she would really miss him when he did find her, his soul mate. When he did stop playing around. When he did grow up. She'd miss all that…

"What's wrong with you?" Syaoran stood up and walked closer to her. She looked up into his amber eyes seeing the concern, or at least she thought she saw some concern, but it must've been a glitch.

"Nothing." She shook her head and looked back down at her feet and scuffed her hands behind her back. Syaoran inched closer to her, but she slightly wished that he would just go to his game already and just leave her in thought as she followed.

"Something is wrong. So don't say 'nothing'," He stated firmly. He brought his hand around her neck and craned his head down so he indulged her into a real kiss. She could feel his lips gently move across hers, making her mouth water even more. She felt so much pleasure just tasting him in her mouth and having him lead her along. She pulled him closer while moaning with pleasure. 'Maybe I'm enjoying this too much,' she thought to herself. (A/N: Personally, I'm jealous.)

He broke away and she started to feel the anaesthesia which made her ache for more. But at the moment, she was busy trying to calm herself down from realizing, he had just kissed her. For some reason, it didn't feel like it was the first time he took the initiative.

"That was your thanks." He smirked at her. Sakura's mouth dropped and she blinked her eyes for revision. That… that… that player! She continued to frown and look away, which left him aghast at continuous strange attitude as she folded her arms uncomfortably. "What is wrong with you?" He emphasized each word while trying to read her mind remarkably.

"Nothing," She said simply, making the tone in her voice sound real, but the features drawn across her face contradicted her words. Syaoran frowned at her and ignored the call of whistle and distant yells for him. He became rash and plunged down at her again. His arm came around her neck and body as he crushed his body against her fragile one.
Sakura kissed him back pulling him by the neck to deepen the kiss. She could feel his tongue wedge his way through to her and once more she could taste him, and boy was it good. Syaoran took hold of her hand and brought it scrape against his meshed soccer shirt that clung to his body until her hand reached the hem of his shirt, only to uplift it and feel the raw skin that curved this way and that to form his perfectly toned body. She whinged out of complete bliss, and he smiled over her little enjoyment. After a while of putting her on the spot and the coaches shouts of 'where the hell is Li Syaoran?', the soccer player gently kissed her away in the most teasing way possibly.

"No. More." She snatched his shirt and attempted to start another make out session. Syaoran chuckled as he wrenched her hand off his shirt smoothly. "Don't leave me."

He froze at the sound of her words. The same familiar words she spoke that night that made him listen; made him stay. Syaoran tried to grab hold of himself, placing a finger on her lips.

"Haha! Did I get you're playful spirit back?" Syaoran leered at her pouting lips and furrowed eyebrows. "You'll just have to find a way to get some more of me after the game… or have you lost those intentions?"

He walked away from her, jogging to the start of the game. Sakura followed shortly to the stands where she spotted Tomoyo sitting, elbows propped on her knees and Meiling watching at the edge of her seat. She sat herself beside her friend noticing that Syaoran's team bench was right in front of them.

"Anyone winning yet?" Sakura asked making herself comfortable and the hard metal surface.

"Eriol scored the first goal." Tomoyo answered in a nonchalant tone without tearing her eyes from the hard-working boys. Sakura followed Syaoran's every move. He had just joined the game and was running to catch up with Eriol, a competitive smirk fixed across his face passing the red uniformed players.

A player wearing the red uniform, otherwise known as the Toribu Team, took hold of the ball and started handling it towards the Seiyu team net, but there was just one thing in the way, and that would be Syaoran.

Syaoran kicked the ball through the players legs and managed to get it back to the opposing team's net immediately Toribu players darted after him. He grimaced at their nerved competition and decided to school them with some fancy foot work. One guy fell for his fake left and passed him with ease. It was necessary for hogging the ball, but with the rest of the team noticing the danger the other team was coming at Syaoran with, there was no stopping the guy.

Another dived for the ball with his leg outstretched sliding down to the grass, but Syaoran reacted quickly, stopping the ball just in time for the guy to fall and then bring it around him. A tall broad player had tried to tackle him, but he had ducked him in time and tricked the mid-fielder his way, lightly bringing the ball behind his left foot to make the player think he was passing it to a team mate, but instead kept it and moved passed him, as the fielder made an abrupt move the other way.

He was on his way passed the defenders, noticing Eriol was just a few meters away from him, keeping with his pace to back him up. The defenders looked mean, the growling faces they made and their forceful flexed arms. They looked as though they were ready to jump Syaoran, but he didn't take them seriously. C'mon, he was Syaoran Li, the cool, calm and collected guy.

He simply faked another move and kicked the ball right between their legs while he went around them to retrieve it leaving the net open to him with only the goalie to guard it. Syaoran didn't hesitate to take the shot when he got his chance; he kicked the soccer ball, whipping it into the top right corner of the net. The score was now two – nil, Seiyu.

"What's up with you?" Eriol confronted Syaoran as the goalie went to get the ball and they were jogging back to their zone. "You're pretty pumped taking on the team like that!"

"Nothing." Syaoran answered, trying to ignore Eriol's suspicious stars. "Honestly, I think I just got a good night's rest."

"Good night's rest my ass." Eriol laughed it off knowing Syaoran was the type to not admit something deep. Neither him of course, but it was more so Syaoran that was stubborn. "I think something happened to you and Kinomoto…" An eyebrow lifted along with a teasing grin on Eriol's face. Syaoran didn't respond this time and instead moved away to get the ball, intercepting it and passing it on to another team mate.

'Wow… Syaoran really is good. Really good…' Sakura thought, watching him handle the ball easily around his opponents and pass it back and forth to his other team mates. Although she could see the sweat dripping down his face and clinging down his hair, she could tell that he was skilled. What also fazed her was when he and Eriol took their water bottles and after spilling some of the water into their mouth and spitting it out like men, they poured some on their head to cool off then ruffling up their hair carelessly like a bunch of bad boys. She saw Syaoran walk off talking to some other guy, while Eriol came to greet Tomoyo. That was when an idea struck her. She still needed to get back at Syaoran. "Hey Eriol…"

"You see that girl in the stands with a white tank top?" Syaoran heard a Tobiru player snicker to his friend. He looked over to the bleachers to search for what girl they were looking at, only to find Sakura, who suited their description. "Pretty hot, eh?"

"Yeah, definitely!" The other guy made a face and laughed as his head jerked up and down, looking at Sakura's assets. "Are you going to ask her out?"

"I've already been out with her." The first boy walked onto the pitch, not taking any notice to Syaoran behind them listening intently as they waited for the toss in. Syaoran read the back of the guy's shirt: 9 TAKABARO. "But I'm going to ask her out again, I think I intimidated her the first time."

"Ha, yeah right!" Syaoran said loudly rolling his eyes. The players within a five meter radius turned to look at him. "You obviously don't know Sakura Kinomoto that well."

"Who the hell are you? Her boyfriend?" The guy known as Takabaro furrowed his eyebrows angrily and got even more frustrated with Syaoran's smirk. "I think I know her well enough to know that she's single."

"It's Syaoran Li." The friend Takabaro was talking to said through gritted teeth. Syaroan laughed at this guy's noticeably low IQ, especially low when it came to woman. A subject he, himself, was good in. "And yeah she's single… but I'm the one she's after. Why do you think she's here anyway?"

"Cut the crap." Takabaro advanced on Syaoran balling his fists, but our hero remained his usual cool guy self. "Syaoran Li? You go to Seiyu high school, right?"

"With Sakura." Syaoran smirked some more, noticing the guy looked awfully familiar. Takabaro… Takabaro… such a distant memory of a name…

"You're that fucking bastard that framed me!" He yelled. Izumi Takabaro! That's it…

"Who me?" Syaoran played innocent, and gave a falsely offended look. The palm of his hand smacked the middle of his chest to point to himself out. "I didn't do such a thing!" He laughed.

"Someone said that you were really the one that poured paint over that teacher's car." Izumi angrily spoke, marching up to Syaoran. "And for some reason, that teacher was tipped off someone from our school did it, and you know what they did then?"

"No, what?" Syaoran dared to speak up in an amused tune. Of course, it did amuse him.

"They searched the school and found red paint in the back seat of my car." Red paint in the back seat of Izumi Takabaro's car? Well first of all, yes Syaoran and Eriol were the ones that planted it there, but you're probably wondering how they knew what car to put it in. Why, with the help of Syaoran's great observational skills and the little angel in the stands… anything was possible!

"Oh man!" Syaoran continued to tease him. The ball had already thrown in, but none of the players were playing, which left it dead. They were instead interested in the competition between Izumi Takabaro and Syaoran Li. "That must've sucked from whoever did that to you. Although, I must admit, they have to be pretty brilliant to pull that off."

"Shut up!" Izumi pushed Syaoran. And that's what probably started the star player to build up with anger and drop his childish teasing and act like a man. "Why don't you just leave the game with you're slut!"

"Are you talking about Sakura?" Syaoran spoke up angrily, ignoring the circle around them. "First you're talking about getting with her, now you're calling her a fucking slut?"

"If you touched her…" Izumi laughed cynically and threw his hands in the air for emphasis. "…of course, she's a slut!"

After that, Syaoran's fist came in contact with Izumi's left cheek, making him stumble backwards from impact. He took one look at Syaoran's angered face before launching at him with both hands. Syaoran dodged him and instead packed a punch into his abdomen. Izumi finally caught him off guard as he staggered back, whacking Syaoran across the face leaving a bit of a bloody bruise around his left eye. They then began to arm wrestle until Eriol and some other guys pulled them apart by the time the coaches and referees got there; The referees and coaches and Tomoyo and Meiling – and Sakura.

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"What the fuck were you thinking?" Sakura yelled at Syaoran outside his own home. He leaned against the car with an ice pack against his head, still in his soccer uniform. He gritted his teeth having heard those words for the fifth time since the fight. Tomoyo, Eriol and Meiling had quickly ditched him so Sakura could lash out on him for doing such an irrational thing. So far he was quiet, biting back the retaliation to say that he was actually sticking up for her. Of course, that was a ridiculous thing to tell her and it was mentioned before that he had difficulty with admittance. "Syaoran?"

"I was thinking of kicking that Takabaro's ass all the way to hell." Syaoran grumbled in

response. He wasn't liking the way she looked at him at the moment. And his mood was already down with the red card (a suspension from the next two games) and the three girls that were just inside ready to leave. "Just like a soccer ball."

"Why?" Sakura asked walking up closer to him, a lot of concern showed in her eyes. She pulled his hand that held the ice pack to his head away so she could see the damage. She bit her lip as she let go and Syaoran applied the ice back on it. "Look what happened to you!"

"It's fine." Syaoran smiled and chuckled a bit, acting all bad ass and masculine. "Just a little scratch."

"Syaoran!" Sakura yelled out his name again which made him wince. "A scratch? You got punched in the face!"

"Yeah, so?" He responded casually. He acted like it was everyday you have a hand to hand battle over a girl.

"Stop it!" She pressed her fingers to her temples, closed her eyes and shook her head trying to calm herself down and sort her thoughts. Syaoran could see looking down at her, her emerald eyes were coated with a glassy film. "You don't get it! I was worried!"

His eyes widened and he felt his heart quench with slight misery. Syaoran took her in his right arm and held her against him, looking down at her tearful emerald eyes. He smiled and rubbed her back soothingly.

"You aren't my mother," He cracked a grin and laughed quietly. Sakura smiled for a second before frowning again up at him.

"Yeah, but I bet she's going to freak on you when she finds out." Sakura gave him a cheeky stare. His eyes widened and he laughed nervously.

"You're right." He said as they started up the walkway to the door. "But either Meiling or Eriol already told her."

"Li Xiao-Lang!" Syaoran flinched at the loud Yelan screeched of his full Chinese name. A woman in very traditional clothing marched up to her son with a very stern look. Sakura found her to be beautiful with her hair tied up in Chinese head dress, and long silken material wrapped around her tall, slender body. She kept a very young look, making her seem like only ten years older than her and Syaoran.

"What were you thinking?" The sixth time Syaoran has heard those words… "I allow you to play soccer and instead of play, you fight?"

"The guy provoked me, mother." Syaoran responded trying to stick up for himself and not be retaliated. "And Sakura here already gave me the lecture."

"Sakura?" Syaoran's mother, Yelan Li, looked at the timid, but beautiful Sakura Kinomoto that stood quiet as a mouse beside Syaoran. Yelan's eyes widened and a smile formed across her face, disgusting Syaoran. 'Women…' He thought with a roll of his eyes.

"My name is Sakura Kinomoto." Sakura bowed politely a little unsure of how to greet the affluent woman.

"Sakura is it?" Yelan smiled and ignored her son's presence as she herself bowed to Sakura as well. "Please call me Yelan. Would you be Xiao-lang's girlfriend?"

"No!" Syaoran rudely interrupted, receiving a repugnant look off his mother. He cowered back to his quiet corner.

"Go change, Xiao-lang and we will talk about this after." Yelan instructed and Syaoran nodded and headed up the vast flight of stairs. Yelan had turned her attention to Sakura who she invited in.

"You got upset with my son?" Yelan smiled down at Sakura with an interested look. Sakura flushed a little feeling uncomfortable in this situation.

"Umm… yes…." She said. "He had me worried when I saw him fighting with the others. Meiling, Tomoyo and I had rushed onto the field to see him."

"Oooohhh!" Yelan's grin widened even more. There was silence between them for a bit as they walked ever so slowly to the living room before she started up again. "You're a very beautiful girl."

Sakura looked up at Yelan a little surprised, but her cheeks felt the heat burn onto them. "Thank you."

"Xiao-lang…" Yelan looked away and clasped her hand on a door to the living room. "…is very lucky to have found such a beautiful, loving girl at such a young age."

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The airport terminal was filled with people, luggage, planes and more people! Some were seeing loved ones leave or welcoming them back.

"Come and visit us again! Okay?" Sakura hugged each North American girl.

"Yep!" Tasha said, swiping her short black hair into a ponytail. Sakura, Syaoran, Meiling, Tomoyo and Eriol weren't the only ones to bid the girls goodbye. But Ken Diru and Nari Haruki that had a personal and intimate goodbye with Tasha and Julia.

The three had last to say goodbye the one person they came here to see and get away from their usual teenage life: Syaoran.

"You be good now!" Tasha teased, giving him a big hug. Syaoran chuckled as he embraced the tiny girl back. "I'll try."

Jillian had also given a small shy hug, and Syaoran couldn't help but make fun of her. "Come here Aleba!" He embraced her tighter receiving a small uncomfortable squeak from the girl. "Deon and Pat should teach you some things." He winked after retracting away, and holding her at arm length.

"Oh no!" Jillian laughed nervously staring at her friends. "I'm not like those two."

"Yeah you should learn something from us Jills!" Julia nudged her tall friend who made an unwanted face. She then wrapped her arms around Syaoran.

"You and Sakura take care now…" She grinned at him.

"What do you mean 'me and Sakura'?" His brows furrowed as Julia giggled at him but she didn't answer him and they were already heading off towards the entrance to their plane waving everyone goodbye.

The thought still lingered in Syaoran's head annoyingly. Him and Sakura…

A/N: hehehehe i got this out pretty quick, don'cha think? Anyway, thank my keen motivation and fast working friend to editthis. Some parts made me laugh here and there, and some things mentioned in here should be remembered in following chapters. Anyway, this was the only story i could get updated. (explanation on profile) Anyway! Thanks for the support and hope you all are having a great summer as I head off to CUBAAA on Sunday. :P