Bad Girl
Chapter 15
"Why?" A tall blonde woman asked quietly to the man that stood in front of her. She clutched the bag in her hands and tried to hold herself up. "Why did you leave… and after three months come back without telling me?"
Tears started to build it up streak down her face while the man stood a little dumbstruck, opening and closing his mouth, probably wracking his brain for the right words. The woman bit her lip as her cheeks began to soak and her tears stuck to her hair.
"I don't understand…" Her words slightly stuttered as she quavered on the spot. "…I thought we had something!"
"We do!" The man spoke up immediately; he ran a hand threw his short black hair before continuing. He needed to fix things, that was for sure. "I wanted to surprise you…"
The woman's eyes widened and her cheeks tinged a bit of pink watching every step he took towards her. The light steps on the grey paved surface echoed throughout the staircase of the apartment. "…I wanted to see you, being able to tell you that…"
The man came to the same level as her, hunching his back a bit so he could look deeper into her glassy eyes. His hand cupped her cheek and wiped her dreadful fallen tears with his thumb against her fair skin. "…I love you, Ayune… I love you."
Muffled wails and melodramatic sighs echoed throughout the theatre as credits rolled and people started to leave. It was a typical romance movie, or in this case, with the majority of females in the theatre, it would be widely known to guys as a 'chick flick'.
"Wasn't that the sweetest thing, Li?" Anicha asked with a cheesy grin, batting her lashes furiously.
"Yeah. I guess." Syaoran answered although the movie hadn't really moved him at all. He actually just sat through it, engulfed in his own world of thought over a little delay in a business proposition he had made. (The Sakura situation)
"It was so romantic!" One girl gave out a heavy sigh and looked off into the distance. Actually, she looked off distantly at Syaoran.
"Would you do that, Li?" Rei asked with a big smile on her face as she leaned over to the boy. Syaoran looked at them and sighed, bringing a hand to his ruffled hair.
"I wouldn't waste my time thinking whether I truly love her." Syaoran softened his tone and had the girls swooning at his words. "She needs to know how I feel before I risk the chance of losing her."
More wails and squeals and sighs sounded from girls, and other females that heard, over Syaoran's brazen act.
"Syaoran Li…" Some girls wiped away their teary eyes. "You're too perfect!" That had to make his head incredibly huge…
"Oh no, no, no!" He chuckled modestly bringing a hand to a chest in a heartfelt manner. What a guy! "I don't do the word's honest justice. I'm just lucky to have been able to get these many dates."
"Aaaaaawwwee!" The girls that were his dates nearly fainted at his heroic act of words.
They had all continued to kiss up to him making their way to Syaoran's stretched limo, and entering it to head on their way home. He'd be polite and drop them all off like a regular date.
"Thanks for coming…" Syaoran had caressed the hair of the sixth girl, Kitase Chiinori. He leaned in close so that his breath brushed against her lips. This was a somewhat similar routine or move he had done as he bid goodbye to the other five before her. "…I hope you had as much fun as I did."
"I-I did." The girl managed to squeak, feeling her back press against the mesh screen door to her house.
"Good." His lips quickly and lightly pressed against hers. Syaoran pulled away after two seconds, looked her deep in the eye, noting her breathlessness and rapid heart beat, and flashed her what seemed to be a genuine smile. "Goodnight." Were his final words before walking down the stoned path and paved driveway.
Syaoran drew open the back door and climbed in. After closing it shut, he came face to face with another girl. This time, she wasn't one of the six he had taken out to date all at once. She had auburn hair past her shoulders and dangerous ivy coloured eyes that glinted with mischief in the light. The girl wore a black halter and whit skirt that ended just above her knees.
She was currently looking into her compact's mirror while smoothing on some lipstick before smacking her lips and acknowledging Syaoran's presence.
"Finally come out of disguise?" Syaoran switched from genuine smooth talker to the real suave player we all know.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She dropped the compact and tube of lipstick into her small purse.
"Really?" Syaoran looked over to her casually cocking an eyebrow. "You never went to the movies with a date wearing a black short haired wig at all tonight?"
"Nope!" She gave a toothy grin. "Not at all!"
"Sure…" He rolled his eyes before fully looking at her attire. His eyes scanned the clothing that fitted over her magnificent curves. "What's with the clothes?"
"Well, I was expecting you're first question to be 'What are you doing here?'" Sakura flipped back her hair and gave him an innocent look. "That way, things would make sense."
"I already have an idea on why you snuck into my car." Syaoran said knowing very well Sakura would take the initiative to conjure up a date of her own. "So I guess the real question is… Where are we going?"
"That, Syaoran Li, you'll find out in about fifteen minutes." Sakura grinned happily he wasn't being reluctant and cooperated quite nicely.
It had been exactly a week since Sakura's dance, and the whole entire week Syaoran mentioned nothing of what he was doing, no matter how much Sakura pestered him. It was always a 'You'll see soon.' which irritated the hell out of her. And he knew it. And even more so to be as cruel as he was, he decided to repay his dates from the dance weeks ago. That, my friends, had given Sakura plenty enough reason to abduct the boy in his own limo and spend a pleasant night with him. Not in the way the rest of her friends did, which incidentally left her very much betrayed.
Anyway, Syaoran was not just smart. He was brilliant! A selfish, cocky sort of brilliant, but that only added to is hotness. It was much more convenient to take six girls that you owe on a date all at once. And it also made Syaoran look like the ultimate pimp. And with that sort of look, he was only praised rather than looked down upon.
The reason all the girls had agreed to go on a group date was the white bandage over Syaoran's 'scratch' beside and around his right eye. All the girls had kissed up to him and the boys saw him more of a man to commend. Syaoran was, as we would say, living the life. It wasn't a pleasant one in the eyes of those who cared for him (Ahem, Sakura). But it was a luxurious one none the less. It was as if, he were famous. (Not to say that he isn't). But now, after seeing through a silly disguise, he found himself being dragged along to who knows where with a hot, bad girl – which by the way, he had no particular attraction to at all, right?
"I bet you loooovveed all those kisses you got tonight." Sakura cooed over to him, snuggling herself under the arm that lay on the back of the seat. Her nose touched his as he looked down at her, and her lips were so close, all she had to do was whisper and that was enough for him to hear her creeping words.
"Ah…" He rolled his eyes in though casually. "I'm used to it."
"You are such a joke!" She playfully pushed him, laughing at how lame that act was. It was cute, but it was definitely lame. "Come on, I know you liked it! You're a guy!"
Syaoran grinned sheepishly rubbing his arm her hands had pushed with such force. "It was a plus."
"I knew it!" Sakura smiled up at him after resuming back to her position finding it quite comfortable. "Just needed you to admit it."
Syaoran blinked at her thinking over the last words she just said to him. Was it possible? Well, it was definitely plain to see. But could she really have made that much difference?
"We're here!" Sakura got up from him as the limo stopped. He could feel a slight miss in her warmth. "Let's go!"
Sakura grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the vehicle onto the city sidewalk. He stood gawking at what was in front of him, a little unsure of what to make of Sakura's delighted face.
'Two steps.' It wasn't just a ballroom dance club. But it was a good place for first timers and learners still in progress to be casually taught there. It was also a highly reputable place for people to go to.
"Dancing?" Syaoran's brow lifted up at Sakura questioningly. The girl beamed still clutching his hand. Syaoran looked down at his jeans, green striped golf shirt and sneakers. "I'm not dressed."
"As long as you dance with me…" Sakura dragged the boy through the doors. "…that's all that matters."
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"Step forward with your left, and back – feet together." Syaoran's head tilted down as he watched Sakura obey his instructions. His hands held the tips of her fingers while she too watched her feet take the magnificent, newly attained steps on the hardwood floor. "Okay now, going to the left; step, step, step." He led her in a spacious area where other beginners were learning as well. "Feet together. Then, go back with your right leaning all the way back on her heel. Good. Now try going the other way again." Sakura repeated the basic steps from the Latin culture Syaoran had taught her.
"There!" Sakura squealed happily as she managed to follow with the beat of the music and dance faster with Syaoran's pace. She finally tore her eyes away from the ground looking up at Syaoran with a excited glint in her emerald eyes. "I can cha-cha!"
"Yes you can." Syaoran chuckled giving her a little twirl. It didn't go smoothly as she stumbled back and nearly fell flat on her face. But Syaoran caught her, laughing at her clumsiness. "I guess you could say you're doing well."
Sakura giggled as she stood upright, flipping her soft auburn hair over her slender shoulders. That was always a big sign of being flirtatious. She placed her hands back on his shoulders and pick up where they last left off. Her hips swayed back and forth to the fast pace music with Syaoran's right arm around her small waist.
"How'd you know I can dance?" Syaoran stared at the Sakura who was starting to get the hand of things. His best guess was simply: Eriol, Meiling or his own mother.
"Hiiragizawa, Meiling and Yelan told me." Of course, all of the above was an option. Syaoran however, raised an eyebrow ignoring how much his own family likes to turn their back on him for a girl. "Did you just call my mom by her first name?"
"Yes." She giggled at the expression on his face. "Yelan told me to call her that and insisted that I come over more often."
Syaoran choked at his mother's distraught actions. What was she thinking? Was it not clear? They are not together. They are not a couple!
"I…ummm…" Sakura interrupted his disturbed thoughts. "…I tried to explain we weren't going out…"
Syaoran brought his attention back to her bowing head. He relaxed a bit as their cha-cha-cha slowed down. "…that we're just friends."
Syaoran smirked when she finished the little drama and got them moving again. "I thought my mother would be a huge advantage for you to get me…"
"You're right." Sakura laughed over the loud music. They were doing pretty well together, and she found doing the cha-cha-cha pretty easy. "But why bother trying when she already likes me so much?"
"Well, getting me to want you…" The song was ending and Syaoran took a big step forward and dropped Sakura's body down about half-a-meter way from the ground, holding her body firmly against his. "…you're still going to have to do better than what you're doing now."
Syaoran brought them both upright seeing that the next song came on. He could feel her heavy breaths and the rise and fall of her chest as Sakura held him tightly.
"Here." Syaoran said softly rubbing her back and leading her towards the small bar in the place. He grabbed a glass of water and placed it in her hands. "Have some water."
"Excuse me?" Someone had tapped Syaoran on the shoulder. He came face to face with a man just a bit taller than himself with spiky black hair and a suave looking shirt. It was unbuttoned halfway from the top and was neatly tucked into his belted pants. "Is that your girlfriend?"
Syaoran looked over to Sakura, who he was pointing at. She was taking huge gulps of water, closing her eyes and sinking into its cool refreshing-ness.
"Oh, no." Syaoran said a bit regretfully in the back of his mind. "No, she isn't mine."
"Then you wouldn't mind if I requested a dance from her?" The man seemed to carry himself highly and raised an intimidating eyebrow.
"No, I wouldn't." Syaoran felt something kick him on the inside. The man walked past him over to Sakura who had set down her glass. And notice the person in front of her wasn't her date.
"May I have this dance?" He held out a gentlemanly hand which had Sakura stare at uncomfortably. Random questions began to pop up in her head and she started to seriously wonder if she was drunk. Maybe it wasn't water that she drank.
"I'm dancing with him." Sakura looked over at Syaoran. He was propped up against the wall in such a casual laid back manner. You would've never guessed he was there to dance. Ballroom dancing for that matter. "I really just want to dance with him And he's still teaching me… so, I'm very sorry."
"That's alright." The man pulled back his hand earnestly and smiled at Sakura. He looked once more at Syaoran before turning back to her sweet smiling face. "I understand. He's very good-looking, I'm really jealous he has it all."
"Thank you." Sakura nodded a little unsure of what to make of his words, but saw him off to ask another beautiful woman before she approached Syaoran.
"You rejected him?" Syaoran said a little awkwardly. His eyebrows were trying to comprehend what just happened and were pretty sure that she'd say yes and go running off. I mean, she does play boys after all.
"I want to dance with you." Sakura pulled his hand back to the same spot they were before and quietly spilled her guts. Okay, that may not have been alcohol she drank, but there must've been something in it to trigger this feeling. "I didn't arrange for me to drag you here for nothing!"
"Okay then." Syaoran took her hand and placed it on his left shoulder, wrapped his hand around her waist and clutched her right hand. "The waltz."
"Take a big step forward with your left foot, as I go back with my right." Sakura's leg reached out and followed with Syaoran, doing exactly what he said. "Now we sweep the other foot to the side like this, then feet together."
Syaoran demonstrated and instructed a bit bluntly, but he was enjoying this more than he seemed. "Back with your right, than your left foot to the side, and… together."
"Got it!" Sakura cheered after repeating the steps a few times slowly.
"Okay, let's follow the beat." Syaoran listened intently to the music waiting for the count before taking the first step. "One, two, three… one, two, three…one, two, three…"
They stayed at Two Steps for a bit longer until the song ended. It was then that they walked outside to the limo that waited.
"How are you getting home?" Syaoran asked on their way out. Sakura's arm was hooked around his.
"I told Sousuke to meet me at your house." Her words came out soft and tiredly. They saw Syaoran's driver holding the door open for them and immediately headed towards him. It had been a longer night than intended.
"Thank you Syaoran." Sakura said quietly as the car started to move onto the road.
"It was just basics." Syaoran said brusquely, vaguely shrugging off her offer of thanks.
"But I learned to dance anyway." Sakura yawned sleepily. "And I had a lot of fun tonight."
"You dragged me to it." Syaoran mumbled, although Sakura had leaned against his shoulder and closed her eyes. "But I'm glad you did, because I had fun too." He whispered thinking Sakura couldn't hear him. However, a smile reached her face before dreamland did.
Syaoran had also decided to close his eyes, giving them a rest. But as much as he tried to resist things, he fell much deeper into them. And it wasn't just the sleep.
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As the limo stopped in front of the Li mansion, a woman in a fine silken robe and loose but nicely done bun came running out to the driver.
"Thank you for your service." Yelan thanked the man as they walked around the passenger side. "There's a girl with my son?"
"Yes." The man nodded with a tip of his head. "They fell asleep on our way here."
He opened the door to reveal Syaoran sitting with his head lolled to the side and Sakura leaning on his shoulder; but all very much asleep. Yelan gasped with joy and a smile crept onto her thin lips.
"They look adorable together!" Yelan gushed to the driver, grinning madly at the two teens. "Would you please carry the two to my living room couch?"
"Of course, Madame…" The driver smiled and nodded reaching in.
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Sakura could be found in the same clothes she was dancing in the night before as she was snuggled up against Syaoran. His arm hugged her warmly and their breathing at an even pace together.
Their legs mangled and bodies fitted as one trying to take comfort on the small area of the rich, creamy sofa.
"They are too cute!" Meiling squealed out hysterically.
"Leave it to our baby brother to find a beautiful girl." A girl with short hair, known as Feimei Li, struck up proudly.
"What's her name?" Another girl named Fuutie asked with bright starry eyes.
"Sakura Kinomoto." Meiling answered feeling big and special as one to inform them. "But they aren't together yet, though."
"What?-!" All four girls gasped and looked over at their dear cousin completely mortified.
"You would've never have guessed with the way their sleeping together." Fanran rolled her eyes, tucking a piece of her short hair behind an ear.
"We'll just have to fix things." Shiefa piped up determinedly. Her fists rested on her hips heroically.
"Actually, she wants him." Meiling sipped her water from a glass in her hands. "It's just stupid Syaoran not taking her."
"What?-!" They all looked at their cousin again flabbergasted.
"Syaoran is letting this pass?"
"We'll just help her then."
"There is no way Syaoran is toying with this girl and letting her go."
"She's too pretty!"
"My future sister-in-law!"
"They're perfect!"
"I have such a good feeling about her…"
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Sakura stirred a bit waking Syaoran. He blinked a few times trying to register the setting, what he last remembered and the girl waking up in his arms.
"How the hell did we get here?" Syaoran shot up after they both acknowledged the position they were in.
"I don't know…" Sakura mumbled and sat up looking around at his living room.
"I bet Meiling or my mother (or both!) had something to do with this." Syaoran ruffled his hair and stepped over her. He pulled off his shirt feeling hot and uncomfortable, enlightening his cleanly toned chest, arms, back and shoulders to Sakura, who held up her jaw forcefully. (A/N: As you may see, I have a problem with Syaoran's bare upper body. XD)
"Come on." Syaoran held out his hand to her, holding the garment in the other. "Let's go get breakfast."
"Okay." Sakura squeaked and took his hand being pulled off the sofa. She followed him to the large designed kitchen filled with Li's. Four of them which Sakura didn't know, but the other's were for sure Yelan and Meiling.
They all seemed to be in a very giggly mood, and even gigglier if possible as Sakura followed the shirtless Syaoran in. Sakura made sure to bow a sweet 'Good morning' to them.
"Stop looking at us like that!" Syaoran snapped at all of the tall girls that resembled him slightly. "I'm not stupid. I know what you guys thinking."
"Well put a shirt on!" Meiling rolled her eyes at him and groaned at how annoying her cousin's ego was. She knew that he knew he had a great body. Everyone knew Syaoran had an awesome body.
"Hi!" The four unknown girls gathered together and looked at Sakura with huge smiles. They were all distinctly beautiful, but very strange none the less. "Are you Syaoran's girlfriend?" The all pretended to be just as clueless.
"Like you guys don't know anything about Sakura…" Syaoran came out of the fridge rolling his eyes all the way to Meiling holding a carton of milk. His cousin smiled innocently.
"Oh! Her name is Sakura then?" Each girl piped up excitedly.
"Cherry blossoms!" One of the girls with long hair jeered.
"What a lovely name!"
"What an extremely pretty girl!"
"Oh give me a break!" Syaoran groaned going through his cupboard for two bowls.
"Syaoran, are you this rude to your girlfriend often?"
"Oh no!" Sakura interrupted waving her hands around as Syaoran went digging through a drawer for spoons. "We aren't together. We're just friends."
"Friends in a relationship!"
"Girl-friend! Boy-friend!"
"Sleeping together!"
"Cuddling really close!"
"We saw you two…"
"Oooh! So cute!"
"Shut up!" Syaoran slammed the cutlery drawer feeling his cheeks burn brightly. He tried to glare down his sisters and cousins, but it wasn't working.
"Xiao-Lang!" Yelan snapped at her son catching him at the wrong time as she walked in. Syaoran grumbled irritably passing Sakura a spoon and bowl before searching for cereal.
"Did you even ask her if she wanted cereal?" Fanran enquired.
"No." Syaoran responded straightforwardly.
"What kind of boyfriend are you?" Shiefa stared at her brother disappointedly.
"She's not my girlfriend!" Syaoran stated firmly, pulling out assorted cereal boxes.
"Is our brother always this discourteous to you, Sakura?" Feimei asked with a big sigh.
"Ummm… no." Sakura was unsure how to answer that awkward question.
"Oh I see!" Fanran giggled furiously. "Special treatment!"
"Must be love!" Fuutie heaved a sigh overdramatically.
"Will you guys shut it?" Syaoran yelled angrily slamming a fist down on the counter.
"Mother!" All the girls called out.
"Xiao-Lang!" Was the response.
"Mom, we have a guest!" Syaoran tried to calm down and control his flushed temper. "They're bothering Sakura!"
"Fine." Yelan changed her tone to a much harsher one to show some dominance. "Girls, don't bother your brother's girlfriend…"
Syaoran groaned even louder and shoved his hand through his hair, trying to drain out Fuutie, Feimei, Shiefa, Fanran and Meiling's giggles.
"And Xiao-Lang…" Yelan continued finding her own breakfast. "You and Sakura go take a shower after breakfast… Not together! (Mind you.)"
"Ermm… I don't have any clothes." Sakura peeped.
"Oh she can wear mine!" The girls perked up.
"No mine!" Another fought.
"We know what Syaoran likes…" Fuutie smiled at Sakura ignoring Syaoran's dagger filled stares.
"…so we can dress you in the sexiest little thing!" They all winked at her. "He'll fall for you within a second at first sight."
"Stop talking about me in front of me!" Syaoran turned deep red hearing their entire conversation clearly embarrassed and angry. Not to mention disturbed.
"Oh we're sorry Syaoran…" Fuutie rumpled his hair before walking out and smiling dearly at Sakura.
"…you know we love you." Fanran pinched his cheek following Fuutie.
"And also care for your best interest." Meiling winked at both bashful teens following her cousins out.
"And if Sakura is your best interest…" Shiefa started and also ruffled his already messy hair.
"…then you better hold back your urges!" Feimei giggled leaving the kitchen with Shiefa.
After the pack was gone and Syaoran and Sakura were finally able to have breakfast in silence, Syaoran looked over at his mother, quietly eating her food with grace at the end of the table in the dining room.
"Sakura's driver…" Syaoran began, finishing the rest of cereal in his mouth. "…did he come last night?"
"Yes." Yelan didn't look up at him but gave a gentle nod of her head. Syaoran waited for her to continue although it took awhile. "I told him he may leave, and tell her guardian I would like to have Sakura stay for the night."
Syaoran gaped at his mother at a lost for words. He knew something up. He also knew she might have been part of the reason he woke up on his living room couch with a girl in his arms (Sounds weird when you say it like that). But what a bold move dear mother had made! He felt like he was going to either way fall for Sakura (with full Li family support) or… he was going to fall for Sakura.
"Xiao-Lang?" Yelan disrupted his thoughts, gaping and astonishment. "Eat your food."
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"SYYAAAAOOOORAAAANNN!" One of the Li sisters screamed. Her voice echoed throughout the mansion and disturbed everyone there at work. "TELEPHONNEE! IT'S ERIOOLLLL!"
"God, you have lungs…" Syaoran picked up the phone and referred to Fuutie through the line. "…I'm only in the kitchen."
She giggled before hanging up and leaving the conversation between Eriol and Syaoran personal. Sakura on the other hand was being a dear and washing their dishes, just finishing up.
"Come watch us play." Eriol pleaded. "You can be with Kinomoto in the stands."
"Fine." Syaoran groaned with annoyance. His day wasn't coming off good. Everyone just seemed to be at him. "I'll be around, but I don't want to watch you guys play without me."
"You have such an ego." The calm voice chuckled on the other line. "Hasn't Kinomoto got you wrapped around her finger yet?"
"No." Was the answer with not hesitation, but anger hearing something about himself and Sakura for the umpteenth time that day. His head was starting to hurt. Or was it feeling light? "You better shut up about that."
"Why?" Eriol whined playfully. You honestly couldn't help making fun of Syaoran without having the least bit of fun. It was always amusing to see him get worked up over such little things. "Dear cousin… I do believe she's slowly whipped you. That girl is about to own you in no time."
"Eriol…" Syaoran gritted his teeth. His knuckles started to turn white from tension. "…Don't you dare start fu-"
"Is Tomoyo with him?" Sakura popped up in front of Syaoran with a beaming childish face. Her big bright emerald eyes wide and her stature forming so innocently, if that were even reasonable. Syaoran stopped fuming after being a little shocked by her appearance. Of course, over the phone, Eriol who had a huge hunch at what was happening started to make whiplash noises.
"Go ahead, Syaoran… whichaaa whichaaa!" Eriol teased, knowing that Syaoran had stopped his little fit because of Sakura. "….whichaaa! You were saying you weren't… whichaaa!... whipped?"
"I was saying, don't you dare start fucking with me." Syaoran pursed his lips shut and turned away from the beautiful Sakura. "And Sakura wants to know if Daidouji's with you."
"Ah, resisted temptation…" Eriol purred. "…and yes, Tomoyo is here. She's waiting for me in my bedroom."
"You're a sick man." Syaoran shook his head at his friend's entire demeanour. He then turned to Sakura and answered her question with a simple: "She's in his room."
Sakura turned a ghostly white. The only colour on her was the rosy pink around her cheeks. Both males laughed at their crudeness.
"We'll meet you lovebirds there later." Syaoran bid Eriol goodbye and hung up the phone. He brought Sakura to one of his sister's washrooms to take a shower, as well as reluctantly letting her in the hands of his female family.
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"Too sexy!"
"Ooohh lala!"
"I need a picture!"
"Stunning!"
"Do you think that's easy enough access for Syaoran?"
"Our brother will figure some way…"
"He is a Li after all."
"Li's are the best!"
"At everything…"
"Definitely!"
"And Sakura, you're going to be a Li too!"
"Yes! Yes, she will."
"Syaoran is so lucky to have such caring sisters like us!"
"Oh! And beautiful ones at that!"
"Smart too!"
The Li girls gushed amongst themselves in front of the designed Sakura. She felt like she was wearing next to nothing. The shortest denim shorts she's ever seen or worn. It was like two strips of cloth wrapped around her thigh. And the top! Syaoran's sisters insisted she didn't wear a bra with the white tank top. It formed a V-crest right around her cleavage and showed a good view of her midriff. And to top it all off, they pulled up her hair with a hairclip to reveal more skin. As oddly, as much as this was completely abashing, it looked amazingly good on her, sexy to say the least. And in fact, it'd probably open up any guy's eyes and let their jaw drop and water on the spot.
"Where's the camera?"
"We need the camera!"
"I think it's downstairs."
"Come on Sakura!" The girls started to leave the room into the hallway. "We need a picture before our brother sees you."
"Oh!" One piped up. "We need a picture of his reaction too!"
"Good idea!"
"Then we'll combine their faces and see what their kids come out like."
"You scare me."
"Yeah, I think you went too far with that one."
"They'll surprise us with news anyway…"
"Let's not hope soon…"
"But then we'll be aunties!"
"Oh! Good point…"
Sakura didn't move but stopped Meiling as she headed out of the room too. Something about being around Syaoran's family was making her uncomfortable. Well, it was more so guilt in the pit of her stomach. And there was no one else but Meiling to confide to.
"Meiling?" The black haired beauty turned around to find Sakura fidget with her fingers and stare at her bare feet. "Can I talk to you for a second?"
Meiling took one look out at the empty hallway before pushing the door close, except, it didn't entirely close and left a good crack open as Meiling motioned Sakura over to sit on the bed.
"What is it?" Meiling asked full of concern. "Is something wrong, Sakura?"
"No…" Sakura began slowly looking up at Meiling. Her cheeks were slightly red and her heart started to beat fast and hard. "…It's just that… Remember what you told us before? About Syaoran, the family expectations…"
"Oh! Yeah…" Meiling took hold of Sakura's hand as a sign of comfort and understanding as she waited for her to continue.
"Well… It's just that…." Sakura took various pauses, finding the words hard to come out. "I'm… I'm not what's expected from you guys. I don't think I should really be the one to be pushed into his arms. And I really do just want what's best for him. Really, I do."
"I mean, look at me Meiling!" Sakura bit down on her lip and shifted her eyes around her body. "I don't know what I want to do. I toy with guys, and I just do what ever I want. I'm just a selfish girl, I know that. All I do is look for acceptance from everyone, putting on a sweet smile for my friends, and something showy for guys."
"You're still young, Sakura." Meiling smiled at her and rubbed her arm reassuringly. "We're still young. Right now, we're trying to find ourselves. Sometimes, some things aren't the best way, but we're still trying to find it. And we learn from what we do, don't we?"
"Yeah, it's just… Syaoran…" Sakura conjured up her courage feeling a bit more comfortable with their conversation. "He needs someone better than me. Someone that loves him more than he loves her… What I mean is, someone who is more committed. And when I look at myself and the way you and his family think I can change his life, it's just… like … they see an 'us' that I'm just not sure will last."
"And not only that! I'm still torn whether to go after him or not." Sakura rubbed her temple. "I'm giving up! Half of me wants him to be happy, and another half just wants to have fun. Be absolutely crazy. Just… I don't know… bad."
"Sakura… do both." Meiling embraced her and rubbed her back soothingly. A small smile leaped onto her face at how anguished Sakura was being. And it was adorable. "If you want to have fun, and want Syaoran. That's fine. If you want the best for Syaoran than stay his friend and let things flow…"
"We already know, when Syaoran finds the right girl… he won't let her go. Even with the actions he decides on now, he knows his values. He's able comprehend right from wrong. Slowly his crude choices will go away. He'll love her and hold her close to his heart." She squeezed Sakura tighter, hoping her worries would be squished out of her. "When he finds her, he'll be the happiest man alive. Actually, he'll turn into a man for the first time. But for now, he's as happy as we see him. Okay?"
"Okay…" Sakura retreated from the hug and smiled at her. "We'll be there when he finds her."
"Definitely." Meiling giggled. "I'll meet you downstairs. I'll go get Syaoran."
"Okay…" Sakura nodded quietly before grabbing a loose sweater and exiting the room.
Meiling slowly stood up and walked out the door of the room, taking careful steps and taking her sweet ass time. She turned the opposite way to go downstairs and walked down the hall till she turned to a pair of amber eyes. A slight frown, and crossed arms.
Meiling crossed her arms and smiled at her cousin as she leaned against the wall with him. "She's different when you talk to her."
Syaoran didn't say a thing and turned away, looking at nothing but the wall. But that didn't stop her from smiling and continuing on.
"We're good." She laughed, tossing her head back. "We could see right through her. Right through what she saw…"
Meiling turned her head to him and waited a few seconds observing him. He was thinking. And although he didn't need Meiling to come out and talk to him next, or point out a cross in destinies, he just needed time. Time to grow up. Time to fall in love. And just time to spend for life.
"Don't you have anything to say about what you heard?" Meiling pushed on him, feeling a little impatient without his response.
"Why did you let me hear?" Syaoran asked quietly, a little uneasy and probably just as confused as Sakura now. "You saw me coming…"
"If you didn't hear it, she wouldn't have ever told you it." She stared at a painting hanging off the white wall as she spoke. Its small quick strokes of oil paint mixed together and collaborated to make its beautiful art. "You would've never known. And without that, it might have taken you longer to sort out what you really want."
"Stop talking all smartass…" Syaoran banged the back of his head against the wall and swapped his hands into his jean pockets. "It isn't like I don't know already, Meiling."
"Then why are you doing this to her?" She forced herself to bite back the disappointing anger in her voice. "Why do you insist on hurting both sides?"
Silence exchanged between the two as Meiling tried to understand her own blood line. It was times like these, he made her believe he actually knew what he was doing. It was harsh, but he had reasons behind it, and it did create amusing things to make up a story. A story that was really his notations. Syaoran's life notations.
"Is she really the one?" Syaoran looked at Meiling with a serious expression. It was real, that was for sure. Usually, his seriousness took on the role of risks and chances, tricks and ploys. A magician behind and in front of the curtain. "And if you, mother, Fanran, Feimei, Fuutie, Shiefa and Eriol all know… than how? How do you know I love her and she loves me?"
That, was something Meiling couldn't answer. She had a reason at the back of her mind, but she knew it wouldn't convince Syaoran. He was too stubborn to admit that his family could see the connection. She could see that it was easier for them to see what he had than he did. And that is why, she didn't say anything and let him ponder a guess.
"She looks gorgeous." Was at least she could state. Her eyes looked up at Syaoran, who bit the inside of his cheek nervously. "You should see her now."
Meiling unravelled her hands and turned the corner walking down the hallway. She let her feelings and words of advice to the two waddle to the back of her mind where she could retrieve them later. Because she knew that they'd need to go to their friends for help because of each other.
A/N: So… I'm about to introduce something I mentioned in the story before again. I was also going to make this chapter longer than it already was with that soccer game addition, but I felt bad for not updating KYS in awhile because of some mishaps.
I hope those dancing steps were understandable, my dad's a dance instructor (I'm still learning) and I was trying to remember how he first instructed me with those steps.
And! I would also like to mention how I had a lot of fun introducing the infamous (from the first CCS movie) Fanran, Feimei, Fuutie and Shiefa! They were too funny for those short seconds they lasted in the movie.
Anyway, things are unravelling between our couple and I thought I'd get some insides on how they feel. On how I feel the characters should feel.
Teehee! I've also noticed that so far, I've led everything up to each other. It was amusing! Hahaha… well anyway, hope the summer is good for you guys. Mine is slowly coming to an end. I swear it went by fast and now the new school year is coming and I'm nervous as hell because I'm going to a new school. And you know, a random thought struck to mind… that'd be sooooo freakin cool if I found one of my readers at my new school. But I wonder if I had any at my old HSchool.
I guess another reason as to WHY I've held off this chapter is the horrible ideas my head boomed with a new story (Fictionpress). I know! I'm horrible! I have like six stories to finish. :P But I deeply apologize and give my FULL thanks for all of the support! Much Love:D
PS: This has to be the longest A/N I've ever wrote. : And I think some of my sentences didn't make sense. (Didn't have my editors for this one).