Le Biker
Chapter 4
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN CCS OR ANY OF THE RIGHTS AND PRIVLIDGES THAT GO WITH IT. Honestly, if I did, do you really think I'd be here??
The courtyard was full of whispered rumors and teenagers who tried not to gawk and stare at the strange man leaning against his motorcycle. His helmet was resting on the handlebars, but something about the way he took everything in with a glance had people avoiding his eyes.
The bell rang; the students filed into the school. Still he waited, looking for one person among many. A second bell rang five minutes later; passing period was over.
She came out, looking very unhappy. Her eyes fell on him, and he watched them fill with a cautious happiness. "Hey there," he said.
"Hey Syaoran-kun. What're you doing here?"
"I'm kidnapping you. Hope you don't mind." He handed her a helmet and straddled the bike.
"You serious?"
"Dead." His voice was muffled by his own helmet. "Hurry up and get on."
Sakura shoved the helmet over her head and got on behind him. Her arms came around his middle, clasping together over his stomach. They were off.
"No, follow me. Sakura-chan, trust me. You'll enjoy it. And here we are." Syaoran opened a door and led Sakura through it. "While you're here, this is your room."
She opened her eyes and her jaw dropped. Easily twice the size of her room at her parents' house, it was decorated sparingly but seemed to embody the word comfortable. A huge bed drew her attention, and she was pretty sure it was as soft as it looked. To the left stood a dark oak wardrobe, tall enough for her to stand in. A huge window offered an unimpeded view of Mt. Fuji, sitting next to a desk and chair. The room was full of light, open, and inviting. "Are you serious?" she asked.
"Yeah. Decorate it however you want, I don't care. But it's yours. Oh, but by the way, I raided your closet. Hope you don't mind," Syaoran grinned sheepishly.
She shook her head. "Why would I? Unless… did you go through all of my drawers?" his faint blush was all the proof she needed. A picture of a blushing Syaoran emptying her underwear drawer sent her laughing, much to Syaoran's dismay.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Your face… is priceless!" she held her sides and fought to control herself. She won, and just smiled at him.
"Sakura-chan, you should smile more. It suits your face," he said with feeling. Her breath hitched at the look in his eyes as they caught and held hers. She couldn't look away, didn't want to. He took a half-step forward, reaching out as if to draw her near.
"Li-sama?"
The spell was broken. Syaoran turned to the door while Sakura took a deep breath. "Yes Wei?"
"Dinner is ready and on the table."
"Thank you." He waited until the butler left, then turned back to Sakura. "Well, shall we?"
She stared at the far wall, thinking about Syaoran. Back then, the look in his eyes… she had wanted something, wanted his lips on hers, tasting her while she tasted him. She wanted to touch him, his slightly tanned skin, to feel the muscles move under her fingers. She wanted his hands on her, exploring, making her shiver and moan. She wanted it more than anything.
She felt hot, aroused, and surprised. She met him only days ago, and already wanted to jump him.
Sakura turned hr pillow over and pressed her face into the cool fabric. "Stupid hormones!" she slowly dragged her thoughts to safer topics, and sleep captured her mind.
"Sakura-chan, who was that boy?" a dark haired girl confronted her friend by her locker.
"A friend of mine, Tomoyo-chan." Sakura grabbed a book and then shut her locker. "Why?"
"He was hot! Where'd you meet him?"
"He gave me a ride home from the store when it was raining," Sakura shrugged and began to walk to her class.
"OH MY GOD!! How romantic! Sakura-chan, you're so lucky! Your life is just like a shoujo manga!" Tomoyo sighed, lost in her thoughts. "I've got it! We'll have a picnic during the cherry blossom viewing, and I'll film you guys!!"
Sakura sweat dropped. "Tomoyo-chan, that festival's like a month away!"
"Which is why we have to start planning now!! Don't you see, Sakura-chan? It's the perfect setting! I'll make your outfit and everything! He won't be able to resist your super kawaii-ness!!" Tomoyo giggled, then blinked. She didn't know his name. "Sakura-chan, what's his name?"
"Li Syaoran."
"Hmmm…. Little wolf… the perfect match for my Sakura-chan. Yes, he'll do quite nicely." Tomoyo nodded her approval.
"Tomoyo-chan, it sounds like you're marrying me off," Sakura complained.
"I just might be, who knows!" Tomoyo laughed at the expression on Sakura's face and opened the door to the classroom. "Oh Sakura-chan, lighten up!"
"You just told me you want us to get married! I barely know the guy. Heck, you don't know him at all!"
"Why do you think I want to meet him? Now, don't argue with me anymore, Sakura-chan. You know you'll just lose anyway. So, the cherry blossom viewing, next month. You bring him, and I'll bring everything else."
"Sensai coming!"
"Oh god I hate my friends!" Sakura complained to Syaoran.
"Why?"
"They all want to meet you at the Cherry Blossom festival next month."
He frowned at her. "There's something wrong with that?"
"Well… no, I guess not." Sakura didn't mention the many degrees their relationship had progressed, at least according to her friends.
"Any word from your parents?" Syaoran asked, changing the subject.
"None. Tomoyo-chan's mom and mine are really close, so I'd hear it from her, I think. Why?"
"I'm just wondering how long I get to keep you for," he answered, his voice driving her crazy.
"Oh. I could call them and say I've moved out," Sakura offered.
"Would they let you get away with it?"
"I dunno. Wanna find out?"
"Are you up to it?"
"Eh, how bad can it be?" she grinned at him before walking up to the phone and dialing her parent's number. Two and a half rings and…
"Hello?" it was Fujitaka.
"Hello Dad. It's Sakura."
"Where the hell have you been?"
Sakura noticed his voice was slightly slurred. "I've moved out, Dad. Tell mom that too."
"You can't leave!"
"Too late, Father."
"I'll never allow it! Get your ass back here now."
"I'm not going back, Fujitaka," Sakura said firmly.
"You're going to kill your mother when she hears," Fujitaka tried.
"No, I'm sure you'll do that for me. Good bye." Sakura hung up and took a breath before running up to her room.
Hello and here's the next chapter. Thanks for reading this far, although it seems to have gone away from the original plot… but this will introduce some potential bad guys, if you can guess who they are.
Oh, and a warning… within the next couple chapters there will be… LEMON!!
I'll warn you at the beginning of the lemony chapter, just so if you don't like it you won't have to suffer through it.
Hope you enjoyed Le Biker chapter Four. The next chapter will be up soon, I hope.
MeakoXIII