Author's Note: I'm sorry that the last chapter was kind of confusing. I added in page breaks, but I guess they didn't go through on here. I'm still kind of re-learning FFnet so please excuse me. Also sorry for some of the spelling errors. I like to write in notebooks first, and then transfer to a computer. I have Word Processor on a very old laptop so it doesn't catch errors. I have to read through and edit 3 times before I publish, but I guess a few got through…sigh…
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura nor do I own Itazura na Kiss.
Chapter Two: Sakura, Syaoran, and the Bet!
"You!" Sakura Kinomoto cried pointing in dismay. "What are you doing here?!"
The tall young man before her smirked, and crossed his arms. "Me? I live here."
Her mind raced. How could this be possible? She pinched her arm to make sure she wasn't dreaming. He continued to smirk at her. She had never seen him in regular clothes before. He was dressed in white jeans with a black cardigan buttoned down over a white shirt. She blushed and looked away.
Suddenly the pieces slowly started to come together. Leiyun was a Chinese name, and his family came over from China 3 years ago. Syaoran transferred to her school 3 years ago. How could she be so dumb? How many Chinese immigrant families were there in her area?
"Are you going to stand here, and stare at me all night Kinomoto? I want dinner."
Still in a stupor Sakura slowly shook her head. Rolling his eyes he went to grab her bags for her, but then stopped smirking. "Oh yes. You said you didn't want my help, and that you wanted nothing to do with me anymore."
Her mouth dropped open. He reached past her grabbing her father's bags. Smirking at her one last time he made his way inside.
Once he was out of ear shot Sakura panicked. This couldn't be happening. No way could she live with this jerk. "No way!" she shouted to one in particular.
"Please do sit down!" Yelan said guiding Sakura onto the love seat.
Sakura bowed politely, and took a seat on the posh couch. Even just being in the house for a couple of minutes she could tell that house was lavishly decorated in western style. She tried not to look at Syaoran as he sat across from her.
"We're so happy that you agreed to come live with us!" Yelan said clapping.
Leiyun nodded his head. "I was very lucky, and surprised to see you on TV," he said smiling at Fujitaka. "Providence I think."
"No, no, we are the lucky ones," Fujitaka said patting Sakura's knee. "Your generosity is too great. We thank you very much!" he said bowing. Sakura followed suit.
"It's good to have you back old friend. Really it's been too long," looking at Sakura he added "You were just a thought then."
Fujitaka nodded. "Yes, Nadeshiko said she would always name her daughter Sakura."
"She would be so proud of you Sakura-san," Yelan said beaming. "Such a beauty!" Sakura blushed shyly "Right Xiao Lang?" Yelan added looking at her son mischievously.
Sakura could feel Syaoran's eyes on her before he replied "Sure, if you're into that boyish look."
"Xiao Lang!" Yelan scolded looking at Fujitaka apologetically. Sakura fumed. She knew she wasn't as beautiful as her mother. She crossed her arms over small chest and pouted.
A small voice cut off her fuming thoughts. "Mother?" Sakura looked up to see a very small, angelic featured child. She had to only be 9 or 10 years old. She had the same hair color as Syaoran except hers was very long with a slight wave. Even her eyes were the same color.
"Ah yes, Fujitaka and Sakura, please meet my youngest Feimei," Yelan introduced.
Sakura immediately stood up, and crouched down before her. Sakura loved children. "Kawaii! Hello, my name is Sakura. Let's be friends, " she said beaming and extending her hand.
"No," Feimei answered simply.
"Eh?" Sakura sweat-dropped.
"I don't want to be friends with a dumb girl like you," Feimei finished coldly. Glaring at Sakura. Suddenly, she didn't look so angelic. It was like she was mini Syaoran.
"Feimei" Leiyun warned in a stern voice.
"I'm not dumb!" Sakura defended.
"Then help me with my homework," Feimei said handing over her workbook.
"I'm sure she would be happy to help. Right Sakura?" Yelan asked smiling.
"Yes, I'm sure she can. Since it's stuff for 4th graders," Syaoran said smirking over the rim of his teacup.
"Um sure let me see, " Sakura said taking the workbook with sweaty palms. She sweat-dropped even more. It was a math book. Of course it would be math. "A fruit vendor sold 198kg of apples on the first day. On the second day he sold 24kg more than he did on the first day. On the 3rd day, he sold 12 kg less than he sold on the 2nd day. On the 4th day he sold 19kg more than what he sold on the 3rd day. How many kgs of apples did the farmer sell on all 4 days?"
Sakura gulped, and her palms sweated even more. "Anyone have a calculator?" she asked the group, but they smiled apologetically. "Um okay no problem. So obviously more means to multiply hehehe," she laughed nervously scratching her head. "Um so well… and less means subtract… .and it's really hard to do it in my head…"
Feimei sighed loudly. "If you can't do it just say so."
"I can! I mean obviously the answer is-"
"You're wrong," Syaoran said bored sitting down his teacup.
"But I haven't even answered yet-"
"You were wrong from the beginning," he said standing up and stretching. "More means add not multiply. The answer is 189."
"But you didn't even see the problem!" Sakura protested.
"If I hear something once I memorize it," to the adults he added "It was nice meeting you Kinomoto-san. I'll head up first." Sakura glared at this back as he walked away.
"I'm sorry about my children," Yelan apologized to Fujitaka.
Fujitaka just laughed good naturedly. "Kids will be kids. Well I don't know about all of you, but I'm going to head to bed."
"Oh yes lets! Sakura, let me show you to your room," Yelan said excitedly pulling Sakura upstairs.
Yelan could hardly contain her excitement as she opened up the bedroom door. Sakura's jaw dropped taking in the beautifully decorated room. It was pink and grey with white accents. A beautiful canopy bed was in one corner with an array of stuffed animals upon it.
"Do you like it?" Yelan asked hopefully "Here let me show you the best part," she dragged Sakura across the room, and opened the massive walk-in closet. It was already lined with the latest designer clothes and shoes.
"Oh Li-san! I love it!" Sakura said clapping her hands excitedly.
"Please, call me Yelan. I'm so glad you like it. I've always wanted a daughter who liked pretty things," seeing Sakura's puzzled face she added. "Feimei is such as tomboy. Always wanting to be like her brother."
"Everything is prefect," Sakura said walking back to the bed, and picking up a funny looking stuffed animal that looked like a cross between a purple cat and bear. It had a grouchy look to it. "Even the clothes."
"I guessed on the sizes. Oh I'm so happy to have you here. It will be nice to have some light in this house. Xiao Lang is always so stiff," sitting on the bed she added "Is he well liked in school?"
Sakura tried not to blush. "Well, He's very smart, and handsome," she mumbled.
Yelan caught the blush, but didn't say anything. "Well, please make yourself at home," she lady of the house said smiling before leaving.
Share barely had a moment to herself when Syaoran, hair wet from a shower, leaned against her door frame. Sakura tried not to get distracted by his wet hair hanging in his eyes. He stared down at her for a moment before he said "Just stay out of my way, and we won't have a problem. Here and at school."
"Well I wouldn't want anyone to know we are living together anyway. So no worries!"
Syaoran did a sarcastic laugh "We're not living together. You're living off my family," smirking he walked away.
In a fury Sakura grabbed the nearest stuffed animal, and she chucked it at his head, but he shut the door before he could hit him. Poor Suppi-chan, she decided to name the purple cat, slid to the floor.
The next morning Sakura stood in the front of the bathroom sink staring at Syaoran's toothbrush. Finally she placed her pink one next to his green one. She couldn't help but to giggle. She pulled her hair halfway up, applied some lip gloss, and then made her way downstairs.
"Ohayo!" She greeted everyone cheerfully. They all said good morning back, and she took the only empty chair. She had just accepted the piece of toast that was offered to her when she noticed she was sitting across from Syaoran.
Eating breakfast with Syaoran… she mused smiling to herself. He sat not paying her any attention. He was reading The New York Times in English , and drinking his morning coffee.
Suddenly he folded the newspaper and stood. "I'll be heading out first."
"Oh! Well here's your bento," to Sakura, Yelan added "You better go too. So you can follow him to school."
"Hai! Thank you for the food!" she said bowing. Taking her bento, and one more piece of toast she dashed after him. "Wait for me!" she called after him.
Syaoran rolled his eyes, and waited for her to catch up. Sighing he said "Today is the only day I'll let you walk with me. Also, don't start any rumors at school. Actually, just pretend you don't know me." Sakura nodded sadly, and took a couple steps forward. He held out his hand making her stop. "Also keep at least 5 paces behind me."
Sakura let him walk ahead a few before she started to follow. Grumbling she said "After today I'll just take my rollerblades, and leave you in my dust. Jerk," sighing again she lamented "What did I ever see in this guy for three years?"
"Sakura-chan, want to eat outside today? " Tomoyo asked around lunch time.
Sakura shook her head furiously. "Nope. I need to study."
"Are you sure? My mom even gave me chocolate?" Chiharu tempted. The only answer they got was Sakura steadily unpacking her books. Chiharu crossed her arms, and regarded her friend. "So, she really was serious about that bet."
"Well you know Sakura-chan. She always has to try her best," Tomoyo said proudly, whipping out her camcorder. "She's so cute when she's concentrating!"
"I'm home!" Syaoran called removing his shoes at the door.
"Welcome home!" Yelan greeted. She took note of his eyes roaming the room before she slyly added. "Dear Sakura-chan called to let me know she would be late." Taking his school blazer she folded it. "She works so hard. Oh but I do hope she will be safe coming home so late. The news was full of stories about young girls getting ambushed in dark alleys."
Syaoran was careful to look unconcerned as he brushed past his mother.
A couple hours later he was still in the living room which was very unlike him. Yelan couldn't help but to smile when she saw him look out the window every 10 minutes when he thought no one was looking.
"Oh dear. It's getting so dark," peeking at her son she said "And Sakura doesn't know our neighborhood well yet. But! I'm sure she will be fine."
Syaoran sighed in frustration closing the book he was reading. "I'm going to get some fresh air. I'll be back."
Yelan could only smile.
Sakura studied until her eyes crossed. Yawning she glanced at her watch seeing the time. Her stomach growled signaling it was past dinner time.
Gathering all her things Sakura made the slow walk back home. It was so frustrating, no matter how hard she looked at her text books it was like the information never struck. She rode the train deep in her thoughts, and stepped out on what she thought was the right stop. Looking around she realized that it was the next stop she needed. Well… I'm sure I can find it. But maybe I should call Yelan… no… last thing I need is for Syaoran to say you're too stupid to even find you're way back home? She growled and marched forward. I'll show you Mr. Smarty Pants. She envisioned growing very tall, and squishing him underneath her food. Hehehehhe. She laughed to herself.
She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't notice a figure come up behind her. "Such a cute girl."
Sakura whirled around startled. The man reeked of alcohol. She tried not to make a face as she bowed politely. Trying to duck out of his way his arm shot out, and stopped her. "I just want to talk to you honey," he leered scanning her up an down. She squirmed under his gaze. "Let's go somewhere private and talk."
"No thank you. I really have to go home," she said more sternly trying to walk away again.
But this time he grabbed her arm painfully making her cry out. "You're not going anywhere," he growled.
Sakura panicked, and started to struggle. She looked around desperately, but no one was there. Heart pounding she sobbed out the only name that could come to her: "Syaoran!"
He laughed at her, but stopped at a deep voice. "Get away from her."
The man turned around drunkenly, and took in the boy before him. Some rich kid in a black and white striped shirt, and black jeans.
"Don't make me say it again. Let go of her," the boy said walking closer.
Sakura's eyes widened. It was Syaoran. "Leave us alone rich boy. This doesn't concern you."
"It does concern me. When I see little girls get assaulted," Sakura couldn't help but to pout at the little girl remark. "Can't get anyone your own age so you go after someone weak?"
Finally the man let her go, and in a drunken rage he flew at Syaoran. Sakura gasped, and yelled his name in concern, but there was no need.
Syaoran easily ducked out of the way of all the punches with grace. This only pissed off the man further, and he yelled: "Fight me like a man!"
Syaoran laughed sarcastically. "You? A man? All I see is a coward!" And with that he did a round house kick knocking the man unconscious.
When she was sure the man was out cold she rushed to her defender. "Are you okay?" she asked emerald eyes gleaming.
"I'm fine. He won't be though," he said kicking the guy with his shoe.
"That was SO cool! It was like The Matrix or something!" Sakura said in awe. "You even know karate…"
He shrugged. "I've been taking classes since I was little. What were you doing in this neighborhood by yourself anyway."
"I got lost," Sakura said sheepishly. Mischievously, she poked him in the side. "Did you come out to find me? Were you worried?"
He rolled his eyes, and held up a plastic bag she hadn't noticed before. "I was at the store."
Seeing the name on the bag she smirked slyly. "The store by the house? How did you know to come here?" When he didn't reply, and started to walk away she dashed after him. "You were worried!"
"Can we just walk home in silence?" he sighed neither confirming or denying.
"Okay… But what did you get at the store? Oh! My favorite can I have some?"
"Here," he said handing it over. "Now can we walk in silence?"
"Okay… But was that karate or Tae Kwan Do? Are you a black belt? Could you teach me to throw a punch?"
Syaoran just sighed loudly.
A couple weeks passed, and before Sakura knew it the dreaded exam was fast approaching. Her relationship with Syaoran hadn't improved at all. Except for brief little glances where he'd just smirk at her.
Currently it was way past bedtime, and she was staring blankly at the math book in front of her. Crying out in frustration she buried her head in her arms. "Why can't I do this?! I don't even remember learning this!"
A gentle knock came upon her door. "Hai?" Sakura called.
Yelan stepped in holding a tray with some milk and chocoalte chip cookies. "Need a snack while you're studying?" she asked kindly.
"Yes please," Sakura said taking the tray gratefully.
"Studying hard?" clasping her hands in pure joy she added: "I've always wanted to do this. Make snacks for someone studying hard."
Taking a bite of cookie, Sakura asked confusedly. "You have Sayroan. Does he not study?"
"No," Yelan answered simply making Sakura choke on her cookie. "In fact he's already in bed."
Sakura glared in his general direction making Yelan laugh. "Is he still acting cold to you?" Sakura nodded sadly. Yelan sighed "He used to be such a nice boy. He was a perfect little angel when he was little."
"I would love to see that," Sakura sighed taking a drink of milk.
"Would you?" Yelan's honey brown eyes shone mischievously.
"Oh my gosh! KAWAII!" Sakura laughed some time later looking at the old picture book in her hands.
Yelan laughed too. Wiping at tear from her eyes. Picture after picture showed him smiling, laughing, and just being an adorable little boy.
"Is this Feimei?" Sakura asked pointing to a picture of a pretty little girl in a ballerina outfit.
Yelan smirked. "Nope. Xiao Lang," she whispered.
Sakrua's eyes widened in shock. "No way!" she yelled taking the picture out. Upon further inspection it was true. It was Syaoran. He had to be atleast 6 years old. His chestnut hair was to his shoulders, and it was gently curled. Upon his head sat a tiara. He had on a very frilly pink outfit with a big tutu, and angel wings. He smiled proudly into the camera. "H-How?"
Yelan laughed. "Well, Xiao Lang was always such a beautiful child. He had such perfect hair I couldn't bear to cut it. He was always being mistaken for a girl. Seeing his natural grace in karate I knew he would be a great ballerina too. I took him expecting for him to get a male role, but he was cast as a female," Yelan recalled happily. "But of course a couple years later he hated being mistaken as a girl so he insited on cutting his hair," flipping to the next page another piture of Syaoran showed him to now be atleast 9. He was dressed in traditional Chinese clothing with a white slacks and a green traditional Chinese robes with the Li Family symbol on the chest. This time he scowled into the camera.
"That looks more like him," Sakura sweat-dropped.
"Oh how I wish I could see him smile again," nudging Sakura she added "But this is the most alive I've seen him in years. And I have you to thank Sakura-chan."
"Me?"
Yelan nodded. Looking at the ballerina picture in Sakura's hands she added "You can keep that. Think of it as my thank you."
"For me? Really?! Thank you!" Sakrua said happily.
"He thinks all the copies are burned," Yelan winked "But a mother always has copies."
The next day at school Sakura could hardly stop smiling. Tomoyo took notice. "There is our cheerful Sakura-chan!"
"What are you so smiley about? Like where you live that much?" Chiharu asked, but not before both girls noticed Sakura's flaming cheeks.
Before they could question her further a classmate said: "Isn't that Li-kun?"
Sakura's head shot up, and sure enough standing at the door of her classroom stood Li Syaoran.
Trying to keep a look of indifference he said: "Kinomoto-san, can you bring your gym clothes and meet me outside?"
"My gym clothes?" Sakura questioned, but he already walked away. The classroom erupted as Sakrua hurriedly grabbed her gym clothes and headed outside.
"What would he want with her?" one girl pouted.
"Do you think he returns her feelings now?"
"Are they dating?!"
Chiharu shook her head in confusion. "What do you think Tomoyo-chan? Tomoyo-chan?" She asked again, but her friend was nowhere to be seen. She finally noticed the absent camcorder from her friend's bag. Chiharu sweat-dropped.
Once outside Syaoran dragged her from the building by her wrist much to Sakura's confusion.
"Ne, Li-kun, what's the matter?"
"Did you bring it?" he asked finally.
Nodding slowly, she held out her gym uniform. Sighing in annoyance Syaoran handed his over. It was then that Sakura noticed the clothes that she had, had Li stitched to the arm. "Always causing me trouble," he muttered taking his and stuffing them into his bag.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" she defended.
"Sure," pulling the strap of his bag over his shoulder he said: "Try not to engage me anymore today."
She huffed in annoyance watching his retreating back. Suddenly she got an idea. Emerald eyes shining mischievously she called: "I would think you would be used to girls clothes!"
He stopped dead in his tracks. Confident swagger disappearing. "What do you mean?" he asked carefully.
"In fact, I think pink is definitely your color. Especially of the tutu variety."
The color drained from his face. "How do you-"
"Ta-da!" Sakura said whpping out the tutu picture.
His amber eyes widened in alarm. "How did you get that?! Give that to me!" he said taking a step towards her.
But Sakura dodged and laughed as he chased her about. Using a tree as a buffer zone she stuck her head out from behind it, and stuck out her tongue. Syaoran feinted to the right, and she fell for it. Seeing the opportunity his hand shot out, and grabbed her arm. Sakura immediately stopped laughing as he pinned her back up against the tree.
She swallowed as he leaned in close. He looked her up and down and smirked. "You've got more of a backbone than I thought."
Raising her chin up defiantly, she regarded him with her jade green eyes. "I'll give you the picure back, BUT you have to help me study for the upcoming exam."
Syaoran shook his head and smiled. "Resorting to blackmail now?"
She bit her lip, but the determined look came back. "What would our classmates say? Princely Li-kun… the Sugar Plum Fairy."
He groweled and leaned in closer. Sakura's heart beat sped up. "So let me get this straight. I help you study, and win our bet? Either way you get your piggy back ride."
Sakura shook her head feverishly. "No, that bet is off. Besides, I don't like you that way anymore ."
"Oh really?" he whispered leaning in so his face was inches from hers. Her breath hitched in her throat.
Heart beat speeding up to double time she thought: This is it. My fist kiss. Just like in my dream. Eyes closing she waited for his kiss eagerly. Syaoran just laughed stepping away making Sakura almost lose her balance.
"I'll see you at home Kinomoto," he called walking away.
She slumped sadly against the tree and thought: of course he doesn't like me like that. What was I thinking.
Dinner was always usually a family affair. Some nights Leiyun had to work late, and other nights Fujitaka had to be away. Tonight was one of those nights where everyone was present. Yelan had made Sakura's favorite: a Chinese noodle dish. Everyone was very happy and talking away. When Syaoran announced: "We're off to study. Mother, please bring snacks for two."
Everyone blinked in surprise as Sakura followed after Syaoran upstairs.
Yelan smiled. "Do you think they are developing feelings?"
Feimei rolled her eyes. "Not likely."
Turning to Fujitaka, Yelan clapped her hands. "Aren't they a great match? It would be wonderful to have her marry into the family."
Fujitaka laughed good naturedly. "Perhaps."
"Not likely," Feimei muttered again getting a scolding glance from her mother.
"Where should we start?" Syaoran asked taking a seat at her desk. "Which subject are you most confident in?
Sakura sweat-dropped and laughed nervously. His amber eyes blinked at her expectantly. "Well…. Ano…"
Syaoran sighed running both his hands through his messy chestnut hair. Distracting Sakura for a moment. She longed to reach out and touch his hair. "I'm not god," he said finally waking Sakura from her trance.
"I know, but even a little help would be great," smiling sweetly she said: "I'll try my best! I never give up!"
"Well lets try math first then," she rolled a chair up beside him, and tried to pay attention as he talked her through logs. Being this close to him she couldn't help but get moon eyes. Hanyaan! Studying with Syaoran-kun! He really is very handsome she thought. His dark eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, and a lock of hair kept falling down into his eyes. She longed to tuck it back. He had a very handsome profile with a srong jaw line, and a perfect nose.
"Are you going to stare at me all night?" He asked turning to her snapping her back to reality. "Or are you going to study these logs? I thought you were going to try your best."
"N-No. I am! It's just it's like you're speaking in a foreign language or something. I just don't understand."
"Okay. Tell me what you don't understand."
Sakura bit her lip. "I just don't understand how you got from here," she pointed with her teddy bear pen "To here."
"Alright. Show me how you think to go about it, and then I'll correct you," he said patiently.
For the rest of the night Sakura worked diligently solving all the math problems. At the end of the night she stretched, and yawned. Looking up at the clock.
Handing her a piece of paper Syaoran stood and stretched as well. "If you have any hope; you must follow this schedule."
Sakura took it and looked it over. He had made an excel spreadsheet with everything she must study for the rest of week. "It will be hard work, and late hours, but if you follow that you might have a chance."
And she did. For the rest of the week Sakura studied into the wee hours of the morning. Every now and then Syaoran would call out a piece of advice from where he lay on the bed reading. "Use memorization techniques. Move around."
Finally Friday night came the day before the test. He handed her a bundle of papers. "These are questions I think might be asked."
"Thank you Li-kun. Sorry to make you stay up so late every night."
Adverting his gaze he said: "Always making trouble for me."
Finally after what seemed like forever Sakura sat down her pen and stetched. The test wasn't as hard as she thought it would be. Syaoran's study guide really worked. Looking over at her desk partner she had to stifle a giggle. He lay asleep with his head on his arms. She leaned in closer and smiled. He looked so peaceful when he slept. His face relaxed. "Thank you," she whispered also laying her head down.
Yelan opened the door quietly, and poked her head in. She had stop a squeal when she saw them sleeping peacefully. Sneaking away she brought back her camera and snapped a picture. "Ke ai!"
The next morning, Sakura awoke to find she was back in her bed. She couldn't remember even getting into bed last night.
Tieing her hair into a side ponytail, Sakura made her way downstairs. Syaoran was just putting his shoes on.
"Wait! I'll go with you!" she said rushing about.
He sighed, but waited for her.
"Sakura!" Yelan said handing her, her bento. "I've got a gift for you in your bag. But don't open it until after your test okay?!"
Sakura smiled. "Hai!"
Making it to school, Sakura left Syaoran at his classroom door. He glanced at her before quickly turning away. "Do well today."
Her eyes widened in surprise. "Thank you!" she called happily, but he had already hustled into the classroom.
With sweaty palms she awaited the test results. She couldn't help the guilty feeling that she might have hurt Syaoran's test performance.
Finally the results were posted. Chiharu scanned the names excitedly and said: "Li-kun comes out perfect again."
Sakura smiled happily. "Thank goodness," she looked up and saw him across the way. He seemed to scan the names real quick, and then leave. She missed the small smile he had after reading the list. Rushing up to him happily she said: "Congrats!"
Shoving his hand in his pockets he asked "Were you worried?" with a pause he added "You too."
"What?" Sakura asked confusedly.
Smirking he said "You too. Did you not see?"
Eyes widening Sakura ran back to thae names, and sure enough there was her name. She was shocked. She had shot for the top 50%, and instead she tested into the top 5%. All her classmates looked at her in shock.
"How did you do it Sakura-chan?" Chiharu asked in awe.
Smiling from ear to ear she rushed back to Syaoran who was walking away. "Thank you Li-kun! Thank you!"
Since his back was turned she didn't see him smile.
"Wait a second! Where are you going Li?!" Chiharu called making him stop.
"I seem to remember a certain bet," Tomoyo said eyes gleaming.
All the students started talking and nodding. He turned slowly around and gave Sakura an annoyed look. "N-No!" She called spinning to her classmates. "W-We called it off."
"What a flake," a classmate said.
"Yeah. I knew the high and mighty Li Syaoran-sama wouldn't do it."
Whispering to Syaoran she said "Please don't misunderstand. I had nothing to do with this."
Whispering as well Syaoran said "I expected this. A brat always gets her way." Sakura's mouth dropped in indignation. "C'mon let's get this over with. Get on," he said crouching down.
"No!" Sakrua said defiantly blood boiling. Who was he to call her a brat?!
"I said get on," he said through clenched teeth. Patience wearing thin.
"No!" she said again crossing her arms. " I won't do it."
"Flake!" a classmate called.
"Do it! Do it! Do it!" a chant started.
"Will you get on…please?" he asked adding the last part like a growl. When she shook her head again he said "Fine!" he grabbed her wrist making her yelp, and threw her on his back. All the classmates cheered. As Sakura pounded on his back, and demanded to be let down neither noticed that a picture had fallen out of her bag.
Tomoyo stepped forward, and picked up the picture. Her amythyst eyes widened in shock. "My Sakura-chan…sleeping with Li-kun."
"EH?!" All the students exclaimed rushing towards the picture.
Sakura and Syaoran stopped struggling. "It's true!"
"They are sleeping together!'
"How?!"
"Do they live together?!" All eyes turned to the subjects in queston. Sakura slipped off of Syaoran's back and flushed crimson.
"Please! Don't misunderstand!" but it was too late. Rumors were already spreading fast. Turning back to Syaoran pleadingly she saw his retreating back. "Please! Li-kun wait!" she said running after him.
Stopping in his traks he whirled around angrily. "How could you be so careless?!"
"I'm sorry! I didn't know!" Sakura said with tears in her eyes.
Holding out his hand he demaded "Hand it over!" when she looked at his hand confusedly he said more forcefully "The picture!"
Reaching into her blazer she pulled out the tutu picture. Snatching it from her hands he regarded her like she was vermon. "There. We are done. No longer assocaiate with me," and with that he left.
Sakura slumped to her knees. Tears stinging her eyes. She felt like her heart was ripped from her chest. It was then that she realized she was not over Syaoran like she thought. "I still like him…no… I still love him," she said tearfully.
Author's Note:
Thank you to everyone that reviewed last chapter! I included one Chinese phrase in there: Ke Ai. It's basically the Chinese way of saying "kawaii". So I gave Syaoran a sister instead of a brother. I felt it would work better this way. Again, let me know what you think!