So... How's life?

I'm moving up to level 5 in gymnastics. Congratulate me.

Thanks.

Well, I just realized that I had one title going, and then I changed it when I posted the story... and I forgot to change the title in the actual story... sooo...

This Story

Chapter Five

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Um... Do you have the key to the door...?"

"Yeah, it's in my pocket."

Idiot.

"...May I use it?

"Sure."

"..."

"Will you give it to me?"

"Hmmm... You can get it yourself, can't you?"

"..."

What a pervert...

"Please just give me the key so I can leave you alone and undisturbed."

"No, get it yourself."

"But it's in your POCKET."

"...Your point?"

"..."

"..."

Sakura walked toward Syaoran, regretting every step she took. Grimacing, she put her hand out towards him.

But, before she could actually do such a thing, he grabed her wrist in a smirky manner. "I'm not that perverted."

Sakura huffed and punched in his direction, but he easily swerved to the side and lowered her fist. "You'd be great in the army."

"..."

"What? My sister got in..."

"...You're kidding."

"You want to ask her?"

"...Will she attack me?"

Syaoran burst out laughing. "Only two things she attacks: enemies and me."

"Smart..."

"Excuse moi?"

"I don't blame her."

Syaoran sighed and got out a huge keyring with hundreds of keys. "Just leave before I decide you're actually cute."

"..."

"Well, take the gosh darn key!"

"...Which one is it?"

"That one." He pointed to the keyring.

"JUST SHOW ME WHICH FRIGGIN KEY IT IS!" She screamed, kicking his shin. He winced and frowned at her.

"...Sorry..?"

Syaoran rolled his eyes. "Sorry won't make that bruise go away. Although, bruises only make me look sexier than I already am..."

"Hah! Good lookin' my big toe!"

"What are you trying to say!?"

"Just give me the key-"

Sakura lunged for the keyring like a starved lion pouncing for its food. But in doing so, he grabbed her waist and pulled her into him, smirking impetuously.

"Too late; I've decided you're adorable."

Sakura knew right then that she was wrapped around his princely finger.

Syaoran leaned into her, his lips resting on her ear. "You're just as beautiful as her."

Sakura's mind was in a frenzy of either resentment or happiness; she couldn't comprehend which. The only thing she knew at the moment was the proximity between the lowly peasant girl and the royal prince of the Li Kingdom.

His eyes hypmotized her; she felt as if she were transfixed in that position for more than an hour, as she slowly let him analyze her.

"Hmm... Maybe even prettier."

Sakura looked up at him. "...What?"

Syaoran leaned into her, causing Sakura to back into the wall.

"What are you doing?"

As his lips came closer, a knock was heard on the door. Syaoran stopped, cursed to himself, and let go of Sakura. She inwardly stuck her tongue out at him

Syaoran opened the door angrily to reveal one of the maids. She bowed politely as he glared at her.

"What?"

"Gomen... A guest is looking for Kinomoto-san."

Sakura looked up at Syaoran and gave him a look, as if to say, "DON'T YOU DARE TELL HER THAT I'M IN HERE."

Syaoran sighed. "She went out into the garden, didn't she?"

"Li-sama, may I ask where in the garden?"

Syaoran looked at Sakura again. She lit up and grabbed a pen and paper. After quickly jotting something down, she held it up.

Some place pretty!!!!

Syaoran laughed and turned back to the maid. "My private tea garden," he said slowly, glancing at Sakura. She looked as though she had just opened the coolest Christmas present ever.

"Thank you, Li-sama," the maid said politely and began to walk down the hall. Sakura gasped and hit him in the head with a shoe.

"How do I get there before her!?"

Syaoran bit his lip.

"WAIT, YOU MAID!"

The maid turned around. "Yes, Li-sama?"

Syaoran ran out into the hall, and Sakura ran to the balcony.

"Great... only a 30 foot drop..."

Sakura grabbed a random and quite convenient rope and wrapped it around the balcony railing. She then gripped the end tightly and jumped.

What a stupid way to get down.

But alas, she landed safely on her feet and began running in a general direction. And, once again becoming very lucky, she ran into Chiharu.

"Quick, Chiharu! Where's Syaoran's private tea garden!?" she screamed.

Chiharu pointed left and Sakura bolted away from her. Chiharu looked confused, but it was soon replaced by laughter.

"Syaoran, huh? Oh, I knew his plan would work..."

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Sakura arrived panting at the tea garden. She sighed as she sat down at a bench.

"Maybe I can nap..."

"Excuse me?"

There goes that plan...

"Is anyone there?"

"I'm over here!" she shouted into thin air. What a weird feeling.

A figure was seen fumbling through tall bushes. She pondered who in the world would want to visit her.

The person emerged from the bushes wearing a long cloak that covered their face.

"It's been a while, Sakura," the figure said, removing the cloak. What lay beneath was a man with light brown shoulder length hair and dazzling blue eyes.

Sakura's eyes widened. "C-Cyou?"

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That's all you get, losers.

...sorry.

I've noticed something about myself. I always have two things running through my head, no matter what. Not just one, not three, not 42, but two.

Weird.