.:-:100 in Love:-:.

Chapter 2: 15 Percent in Love

My stomach gave low growl, then gurgled, and then began to digest itself. I looked down at it and glared. Everyone had turned into my direction, and laughed.

"Sensei! I think it's lunch time, Kinomoto's stomach is ringing the hunger bell." Said Ikemi Saitou, a very easy going student in the class. He was known as the class skirt-chaser.

"Shut up, Ikemi!" I growled out. So, I had skip breakfast to get to school but that doesn't mean you have to embarrass me in class I said mentally to my stomach.

"Kinomoto your feisty aren't you." he retorted as he turned to look at me. I glared back in response.

We had changed the teacher two times since Kaho-chan, and so now an average middle-age man with the name of Hidaka was teaching us. The man sighed, "Kinomoto, go before we fear for an earthquake."

I blushed lightly in embarrassment and glared up at him as I began to get up and grab cell phone, "Of course, Sensei. I wouldn't want you to be scared."

He looked up and glared at me, "Kinomoto!"

I quickly ran out, and went to the lunch room. I walked to a vending machine and put in 250 yen and pressed the button for strawberry soy milk. After a few seconds the box fell down. I grabbed it and started to walk away.

"Sakura, that's not healthy."

I winced as the angel Saku, popped onto my shoulder. Yes, I have daily conversation with the angel and devil on my two shoulders. A fact all should know is that they are not helpful for when you are trying to make a decision.

"I don't feel like having anything else." I replied.

"But you haven't eaten anything. The last time you actually had a decent meal was yesterday morning." She said in a worried tone.

I sighed, "I don't like eating alone."

DING...DING...DING

With a little static, a monotone voice began to read the announcement for the day, "Good afternoon, today there will be the triple A boys volleyball game. There is a mandatory meeting all athletes must attend regarding the..."

I drained out the announcements and glanced up at the central clock. Students were beginning to fill up the lunch room. I needed to get out before I got stuck having to eat lunch with someone. I turned away, and began to walk to the entrance when Mihara spotted me. She waved at me frantically and came toward me.

"Sakura, smile!" said Saku before she poof-ed away.

"Kinomoto-chan! I was actually able to catch you, its funny how I never see you in the lunch room, like where do you go otherwise." Mihara asked. She was a good girl but I just didn't like to eat with others if I could help it. It was something my family and I did together; I didn't want to share that.

I smiled, "Well, you know here and there, besides I don't want to be the third person."

"See, Kinomoto understands the need of romantic attraction between a man and his lover. Did you know that in the past if men were rudely interrupted while trying to become comfortable with his lover, he would actually get up and--" before Yamazaki could finish his sentence, Mihara punched him hard on his head. Yeah, Yamazaki was a hard core lair and story teller. I honestly didn't know where he got those ideas from, and sometimes he would speak so seriously, that it was hard not to believe him.

"Don't start Takashi!" said Mihara as she glared at her unharmed boyfriend.

I giggled at the two and started to think what a great opportunity this would be to escape.

"Ying Fa!" called someone.

I turned in the direction of the voice; no one had called me by my Chinese name in a long time, not for at least thirteen years. I gasped, as my eyes widened in surprise. The chestnut haired god from this morning was making his way to me. He was so close; I could see those eyes that were so full of knowledge as well as confidence. I felt like I had seen these same eyes before. Where had I?

"Ying Fa, there you are. You know, everyone was worried that you weren't in the club room yet." he said, speaking to me directly. His voice was low, and had a nice hollowness to it, with a bit of husky rumble to it. It was so good to hear it.

"I--" I started to say, when his finger touched my lips gently.

"I know what you're thinking." He said, his eyes had an amused glint in them. He knew that I didn't know him, yet he acted like I did, no like I knew him intimately. He turned toward Mihara and Yamazaki, "I hope you won't mind if my girlfriend skips lunch with you today?"

"We-- uh... s-sure." Was Mihara response.

"Thanks." He said He then slipped his hand through my left hand, tangling his fingers with mine and began to lead me away. I was still too much in shock to say anything, especially not in front of other student. That would be bad; he would most likely bring up this morning's picture and call me a stalker. He took the empty juice box from me, and threw it in the garbage bin, approximately three meters away from us. Well, he had a good aid.

I looked up towards him and glared, I hissed, "Since when am I your girlfriend?!"

He chuckled at me, and brought up his right hand bringing up my tangled hand with his. He pulled it up to his lips and placed a slow kiss on my fingertips."Not quiet sure, but I'm sure you didn't feel like eating with them, did you?"

I glared back, and felt my cheeks go red with the kiss, he was a good observer. "Let. Go. Of. My. Hand."

"Hmm, now why would I do that? I find this more comfortable. Besides, my body is moving own its own accord." He said as he continued to play with my hand, cradling it in his large hand.

I felt my jaw drop slightly, the damn guy was mocking me from this morning! Well, now this god was definitely a jerk. I can't believe I forgot and judged him by his looks. "Why don't you let your body know that it doesn't have any control over me. And the action your body is conducting is strictly forbidden." I said as I pulled my hand free from him.

He looked slightly startled and then started to laugh, a nice hearty laugh, causing the both of us to stop in the hallway. His laugh was a beautiful melody, almost a chime of bells, "You're an interesting one, Ying Fa."

I looked at him with a surprised expression, Damn, the guy had a good laugh. I threw him an angered look, "So, why do you need me anyways? And stop calling me Ying Fa."

After regaining his posture, "Hmm..."

"Hey, come on, answer me."

He slid a hand through his hair, making it a tad bit messier but all the sexier. "Well, the girls really wanted to meet you. I guess everyone did. And, I like calling you Ying Fa. I was a bit surprised to know that you actually reacted to your name in Chinese. Plus, I think I'm the only one who calls you that makes me feel... special."

I winced well the name was most likely going to stick, "Sorry, is this about the picture? I'll delete it. I don't even now why I did it."

"No, not really. Honestly, we're use to it. We just wanted to see what you were like. Besides, we all found it to be quiet amusing." He replied. As he started to lead again. "How should I put this... you're not like other people we have met. I can tell you keep your self distanced from others, but everyone seems to know you. You don't care about the media, but do as you like. You're like a walking talking contradiction of what people think now. It's very honest and refreshing."

"...What's your name?" I mumbled before I could have thought it out.

He gave me a smile, "Li Syaroan, nice to meet you Kinomoto Sakura, my Ying Fa."

"You're pretty cheeky for a high school-er." I said.

He laughed a hearty laugh, "Ah, my dear Ying Fa, I'm not just any high school-er as you put it. In fact, I'm a very respectable, cool and charming, and handsome senior."

I raised my eyebrow at him, "Wow, well you know what they say about judging a book by its cover. You're like a junior high kid, in an eighteen year old body."

"Actually I'm seventeen." I raised my other eyebrow as well, "You see, I skipped grade two. So, I'm seventeen."

"When is your birthday?" I asked in irritation, maybe if I was older, I could say I was his senior, if not in intelligence. I didn't know that many students had skipped a grade, as I had.

"March ninth."

"Damn, you're older." I muttered in frustration, then I sighed as I had to whisk that thought of seniority away from me.

"I can see why people want to be around you." He stated as he started to chuckle again. I felt myself look blank. "What, you really don't know? Come on, Ying Fa, you're the strangest, yet the most intriguing thing I've ever met. I've only been in your company for, what? Ten to fifteen minutes now. I wouldn't be surprised if the whole school population was in love with you."

I blushed a deep pink, "What are you saying?! Honestly!" I cleared my throat, "So, about the picture..."

"You can do whatever you want to it, actually I would prefer if you kept it. Though, I do wish I could have gotten a picture of your expression when you noticed us looking at you."

I laughed nervously, "Yeah... I bet that would have been interesting."

"To tell you the truth, we didn't think we would be able to meet you again. But, it turned out that when we asked about you, the whole school knew who you were." He looked away, as a light blush played on his cheeks, "I didn't believe that I would see you again, not after all these years." he mumbled. I was pretty sure; he hadn't wanted me to hear.

So, I too turned away, where had I met him before? "So, how come I never noticed you guys before, after all, you don't really blend in. It's like, seeing a flower in a field of grass."

"I'm not sure. I've--We've been attending this school for almost three years now. It's kind of funny how we didn't meet before." he said as he turned in my direction. He grinned all of a sudden, and grabbed for my hand before I could protest. Before, long we were sprinting through the halls, and then we came to a sudden stop. We stopped in front of a classroom, which read Student Council. Were these people in student council? "Alright, we're here. But, just so you know, the people you are about to meet are crazy. Half mental and half psychopathic, even if it sounds the same thing, it's definitely not. What you can conclude, is that they are highly abnormal. Especially, the girl with the black hair and her crazy bastard of a boyfriend, the guy with the glasses. You can't say that I didn't warn you, oh and Ying Fa..."

"Since, I've met you, I feel like my whole world has gone into turmoil. I doubt that these people will be any crazier than you--" before I could utter another word, his soft lips landed on mine, kissing softly. Almost, afraid of how my reaction would be.

I felt my heart pound loudly in my rib cage. I don't know why, but I didn't push him back. I didn't want to push him back. The warmth of the kiss, the gentleness of his lips, it was the ligthtest touch. But I felt cherished. He began to part when I, too pressed a light kiss back, and brought up my hands to his chest. His arms came around me, he whispered softly into my ear, "I've missed you."

"Missed me?" I asked softly, in his embrace.

He sighed, "You don't remember, do you? Well I guess it can't be helped. Until you remember, I will not stop being around you, I will hold you. I will not stop, I will kiss you, and ask you out on dates." he said as he kept his hands wrapped around me. He placed his forehead on my shoulder. "You'll have to go with me until you remember. That's your punishment."

"You can't give me a punishment like that... I barely know you..." I said quietly, a little shocked by his words.

He then lifted his head and kissed me on both of my cheeks, and then my forehead with such kindness, that I thought was impossible. "I promise you that you will remember, or my name isn't Li Syaroan." His hand were still resting on my waist, my hands rested on his chest, the scent of him was so strong that I felt like I was drowning in it. No, Drowning sounded bad, more like melting in the unique scent. I could feel his heart hammering in his rib cage; he really did like me, or was nervous as hell. I looked into his eyes, and saw a new light in them. "I'll make you fall in love with me."

It seemed like his loneliness was gone, with a childish gleam, yet they were confident and playful. It looked like he had found something, something very important. I couldn't look away, I don't know why, but I couldn't, I knew I was blushing a fair colour. To think, just hours ago I thought I would never see this god again, and here I was in his arms. Was I a goddess? Or, a lucky peasant being played?

"Well, damn. You go girl." said Kura as she popped onto my shoulder.

"Wow, this must have been it, look she can't even look away." said Saku as she popped on my shoulder.

"Her first kiss, and with a hell of a fine guy as well." Muttered Kura.

I couldn't hear what my little angel and devil were saying, but his words swam in my mind. I knew he was confident about them, but he was also very sincere about them. It wasn't a command, but felt like a statement. I really was beginning to melt.

"Oh my god! HOW KIAWAII!! Guys, Look at this!" squealed a musical voice.