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Written by:
KarindaY2K/Just a little bit of chime
Katsu-chan
Hana no tenshi
Crossing PathsChapter 2: The Photo
It all went deadly quiet as Sakura groaned her sorry reply. Her head ached from where it had made contact with "whoever-it-was" chest. The world was literally spinning around her as she tried to understand exactly why there was such an unsettling silence around her. From her right hand side, a young boy, the scrawny one that she had only met hours before gushed.
"Woooooooo boy......."
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!" If the loud, harsh scream would have been a nuclear blast, the young Sakura would have been obliviated.
She merely blinked in confusion, then closed her eyes shut to dull the hammer that was pounding in her head when she felt the warmth of a finely toned body underneath her own.
Something in that insult pulled at her memory, and she did not have to think hard to recall who the owner of the voice could have been.
Sakura inwardly groaned with irritability as she finally decided to herself silently that the world was most definitely out to make her life hideously miserable.
Li Syaoran lay beneath her, his wild eyes flashing with full fledged annoyance as he suddenly wished that he had a well woven, sturdy rope in his hands, or something appropriate to strangle his opponent with.
He did not bother to shove the girl off, instead he kept his eyes locked upon her, imagining that he was slowly and painfully boring a hole through her small body. Sakura promptly coughed and thus, threw herself into her aggressive mode, cocking her head so that she could stare right back at him, throwing the death glare into his court.
"Now how the fuck would a stupid ass mother fucker like you get into MY College?" She screamed, her hands pressed against his chest to keep herself steady as she completed her affront. With a shove to her arm, her elbows buckled and she fell back on top of him as he defensively hissed in her face.
"Look you bitch," He growled, grabbing her collar and jerking her closer. "THIS is the last thing that I wanted to happen... Seeing your pasted up face again!"
"Pasted!?" She screamed, yanking back. "Fuck you and Fuck off! If anyone needs pasting, its you! You're revolting!"
She tried to slap him fair across the face to demonstrate her anger towards him, but Syaoran moved his head out of the way before her palm made contact. The result was her slipping into a more compromising position.
They had been so engaged with their trivial arguing they needn't be concerned to move nor become conscious of the rather "sexual" way that their legs were entwined together, slightly rubbing together as their possessors continued their ludicrous rambling.
Upon hearing the literally deafening commotion from down near the community kitchen, a few of the newer students inquisitively stuck their heads out of their rooms to investigate the source of the arguing. There were giggles and murmurs as Talan walked down the corridor, laughing something to himself that could have been deciphered as: "What the hell has that little pimp of mine gotten himself into THIS time?" He walked quietly, yet briskly, and entered the main room, closing on the kitchen. He opened the swing doors, raised an eye brow, placed his hands suspiciously on his hips and coughed.
"So." He began, effectively interrupting the rival's quarrel. "I see the lover birds can't stay away from each other even when they are supposed to be working long and hard at their college?" He smirked, clearly amused at both the physical and verbal position Sakura and Syaoran were in. With a harsh growl, Syaoran violently heaved a bewildered Sakura off his person, flipped onto his side and flicked his middle finger up at his companion.
"Fuck you." He snapped as he pushed himself up, not taking notice of how Sakura was now silently mouthing off behind his back, her hands making yapping gestures behind him. "What the fuck are you talking about man like I'd ever even look at this wench twice."
Sakura blinked and the yapping gestures became the well known and offensive forks.
"Who the fuck do you think would want look at you?" She quickly crossed her arms over her chest and tried her best to throw him. Syaoran glared at her, as she now shouted herself at his handsome, yet pathetically amused companion.
"Talan..." She snarled. "You are a fucking moron if you actually believe that I would go with anyone like that." She coughed. "And anyway, you consider THAT as a proper human being???"
There were surprised and satisfied "ooo's" and "ahh's" as Sakura finished her well made come back with a fulfilled grin.
"I swear if you don't shut your trap I will shut it for you." Syaoran flatly said and the room regained its silence. He had his fists clutched to his sides as the level of rage in his body began to skyrocket. His body began to shake and suddenly he prayed that he would not do something too rash.
Sakura never took notice of him, she had more than enough of his idiocy, and was ready to, plainly speaking, take him out. She cocked her head, glared at him for a final time, and something that could only be described as "dark" lingered in her eyes. A feeling, deep down inside of her being was triggered at that intense moment as her body became rigid with an emotion that seemed to take over her soul and possess her.
It was then that Sakura's magic bore its supernatural head to the world around her.
The setting that surrounded them seemed to suddenly vanish as the atmosphere became cold and clammy. Syaoran literally had goose bumps riding him as the pressure dropped and he abruptly felt the sensation of choking gripping furiously at this throat.
Unexpectedly, a gush of wind blew the windows and doors throughout the facility open, and a tremendous roar rattled the very establishment as it pushed over a couple of unanticipated and now frightened students, boring its way towards both persons as if it was an imperceptible arrow. Sakura merely screamed out in terror and Syaoran tried his best to steer clear of the blow by feebly jumping back. Like a powerful wave, the gust collected them both, throwing them viciously against the kitchen wall, a dull thwack could have been heard as Syaoran's head made contact.
The audience of disorientated teenagers scrambled for safety as screams and shouts rang out through the community room. Sakura tried to push herself off the floor, desperately looking around for assistance, but all she could see were blurs and hues of reds, yellows and blues. She choked out, feeling her energy level rapidly deplete itself and with a groan, fell back to the floor, her mind lost in darkness.
A few hours later
Throwing in the very last of hers and Sakura's bits and bobs from their old home into the polished cupboards of their dormitory bedroom, Tomoyo couldn't help but frown to herself, perplexed at today's strange events. After receiving a phone call from an anonymous caller telling her about the days rendezvous, Tomoyo took it into her stride to get back to the center, ASAP.
"That must have been some freaky incident today..." She said softly, shifting a small china cup into place. It made the finest scrap as it slid over the wood and letting out a tiny sigh, perhaps from the onset of Autumn, she looked over her shoulder, at her now peacefully sleeping companion.
She let out a tiny giggle as she rolled over in the bed, her hands clutched around the pale pink sheet and tucked up under her chin. Tomoyo merely raised a brow before turning back to her job of unpacking.
"AAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE! MY GOD NO! EWWW EWWW NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Geh!" With a jerk, Tomoyo let out a quick curse as another cup hit the carpeted floor. Turning sharp on her heels, she was soon to be at Sakura's side, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her silly.
"Sakura-chan! Hey, wake up silly, what's so ew?" She shook a little harder as the girl's eyes snapped open. "What's wrong?"
Letting out a startled gasp, Sakura jumped in her bed. "Eek!" She let out a relieved sigh when she saw Tomoyo's face. "What you doing here?"
"Believe it or not." She giggled, now leaning on the side of the bed. "I got a anonymous phone call. Perhaps I have a secret admirer."
"I thought you were moving in tomorrow."
"Well... There was a change of plans." She shrugged, but quickly got back on subject with a mischievous sparkle in her eye. "What was so... So... Ewwww?"
"Meh..." Shuddered Sakura. "You really don't wanna know."
"Try me."
Dream
It was getting colder, the afternoon air was cooling with the oncoming atmosphere of an Autumn night. The last rays of the day were slowly fading, casting everything around her into a world that could only have been hinted as romantic.
She found herself in a place that she had not visited in a long time, a park, and running her hand over a small wall of bush, breathed in the cooling air and looked over the pink hued hill that she was standing on, and down into the luscious grounds below.
She could feel her brow raise as her eyes became focused on one particular figure in the world below her, and finding herself a small patch of grass, sat down, her eyes never straying from her form of attention.
"I-I wonder who he is..." Her breath was literally caught in her throat as she watched him deliver a series of well timed punches and kicks at an invisible character, almost fighting with the night itself. Feeling herself more drawn to him, partly because of the fact that his features were covered by the angle of the dying sun and more confusingly, drawn to him by something deep down inside of her, an unseen yet compelling connection, caused her to stand up and slowly, she began to make her way down the grassy hill towards him.
Feeling slightly flushed as she continued to watch her subject, she let the aura of the night time breeze to take her into its grasp doing her bidding the way she pleased, leisurely unbuttoning her shirt, sliding it down her arms and revealing a tiny black tank top. She found herself blushing as the boy turned his head in her direction and began walking towards her.
As he neared her, she felt her heart leap up to her throat and when he scooped her into his arms, she felt herself fall weak to his warmth.
Closing her eyes, she felt his lips press against hers, as a tinge of seductiveness flashed throughout her body, she flickered her tongue over his lips, playfully, tempting him. Running her fingers through his soft hair, he pressed up against her, their lips still joined. Inside of her, she felt herself in the depths of completion.
The kiss had left them gasping desperately for air, Sakura could feel her cheeks becoming flushed as the temperature around her began to rise with her mood. Returning to his lips, she delivered a quick nibble as he gently grabbed her by the waist, slowly maneuvering both her and him to face the quickly dimming sunset. It was then, when his eyes met hers, only then did Sakura realise who she had unknowingly and now regrettably shared her first kiss with.
End Dream
Coughing, Sakura wound up her recollection of the dream with a grunt and looking up to her best friend, she was shocked to see her jaw drop, tears welling up in her eyes. Sakura chocked, wondering if she had said the wrong thing.
"T-Tomoyo?"
With a cackle that could have only been perceived as evil, Tomoyo lost balance and fell ungracefully onto her rear, bursting with laugher. Sakura quickly found herself huffing.
"What?" She half-growled. "What's so funny - It's damned disgusting!"
"I guess that's what they mean when they say that dreams show you your deepest desires!" Tomoyo grinned and Sakura's face paled.
"How the hell can you say that?" She screeched and Tomoyo broke into a series of laughter and coughing, sputtering here and there as Sakura continued to ridicule the dream with gagging faces. "Geh, it defies the laws of nature.... That hideous little beast...Damned male has to be castrated or something, he should never be allowed to become sexually active.... Geh.. I could shudder... In fact I will..."
Through her coughing and sputtering, Sakura began to recollect on the rest of the day, and an image of a red headed boy floated menacingly into her thoughts. With a tiny yet saddened frown, all of her mocking drained away as she turned to Tomoyo and reached out for her hand.
"Which reminds me, Tomoyo-chan...."
"Yes?"
"Dymek Talan has enrolled at this college...."
Tomoyo felt her body tense up as a cold shiver ran up her spine. Sakura continued on.
"His room is located somewhere on the bottom level... Underneath us..."
Sakura found herself cringing with regret as tiny specks of salty tears prickled in Tomoyo's saddened amethyst eyes.
"I-I can't believe it!" She whimpered before breaking down in tears, and with a defeated sigh for her friend, Sakura slowly wrapped her arms around her. And held her.
Eriol
"Stupid damned books... Ugh, why must we have so many..."
Reaching up on the tips of his toes, Eriol pushed himself, as it seemed both physically and mentally to place the some of the last of his world atlas's on the top of his polished and wooden bookshelf. Flicking his eyes to the spine of the book, he couldn't help but grin at the letter.
"S"
He had to laugh.
"Syaoran and Sakura..." With a final grunt, he slid the book into place. "I wonder how my little companions are doing right now... I wonder..."
Making up his mind, he jumped off the foot high stool he was standing upon, waltzed up to the door, swung the thing open and slinked his way rather conspicuously up the stairs.
"Mmm..." He strolled past each door, reading their golden painted numbers out loud. "12.... 14...16....18..." He turned around and blinked. "17! Rightio then..."
He suddenly pulled to a halt and rapped on the door. There was a muffled noise from the other side, like the sound of someone blowing their nose and he gave a little cringe.
"Ummm.. Who is it?"
"It's me," Eriol began, leaning into the door. "You busy?"
"NO No just wait a moment" The little cogs deep inside of Sakura's mind began to twist and clank. She gave it a moments thought. Eriol was young, deviously handsome, charming... Hopefully single. Taking a quick peep over her shoulder as Tomoyo continued to grab tissues from the nearest Kleenex box, a tiny grin flickered over her face. Perfect.
She strode over to the door, the grin still plastered to her face and with a flick of her wrist, flung the door open.
"Sorry about that... What's up?"
"Thanks for that, Kinomoto-san... I found out what happened earlier today. How are you fee------!" He literally stopped middle sentence when his eyes flicked behind Sakura to the girl clutching the Kleenex. His heart skipped a beat as she picked herself off the ground, brushing thick strands of ebony hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ears. Her face was pale and her eyes were red from crying, but to him, she looked angelic.
Sakura, being no fool, grinned as their eyes met. She gave a little cough as she proceeded to introduce them.
"This... Eriol, is my best friend since tiny-days, Tomoyo. Tomoyo, Eriol." She gestured back to the young man, the grin still evident.
Tomoyo blushed and her eyes fell to the ground.
"Curse you to be crying in front of such a charming boy.." Her mind growled and she kicked the ground. "Sorry about all of this... I just got some bad news..."
"But are you alright now?" He blurted, racing past Sakura and bringing himself before Tomoyo. "As long as you are feeling better now..."
"I-I am now."
Sakura couldn't help but giggle. "Eriol's living in the same house as us, Tomoyo-chan."
"Really?" Tomoyo piped, looking from the ground, a tiny smile on her face. "What room?" The question was more diverted to the charming Eriol than to her companion.
"I live downstairs room 8 and you? You'll be staying in this house with us too I take it, so what number are you in?" Eriol asked with an equal interested tone in his voice.
Sakura was now finding herself blinking. "Heck, that's quick!"
"Its actually quite funny I'm in the room directly below Sakuras' room - 7. So that means you leave right opposite me"
"I live underneath a guy called Syaoran…..do you know him?" Eriol asked curious to see their reactions.
Their chattering continued, their bodies slowly yet unknowingly to them getting closer. Sakura found herself blushing, but knew that her job was now done. She inched towards the door
"Woot.. Well, I am kind of thirsty.. I'll let you two get acquainted, ne? Any of you want something to drink while I am downstairs?"
"Hai Hai!" Tomoyo replied quickly, before jumping back into an engrossed conversation with Eriol. Eriol merely gave Sakura a tiny nod and diverted his attention.
"Ohh..." The young man began, his eyes eager. "So you should know my friend Syaoran...?"
"Oh.. I've heard plenty about him, don't you worry!"
The hairs on the back of Sakura's neck bristled as she pushed the door open and began to stomp her way downstairs.
"Ugh... Syaoran!"
Speak of the devil.
Emerald and amber met for a second time and the hallway fell deadly silent. All seemed to be horribly quiet except for the animalistic growling coming from each of the young students.
They trudged down the hallway in utter silence, shoving each other when they reached the more narrow stair way. Sakura felt like groaning.
"Talk about damned irony."
As if that dastardly man had read into her thoughts, he gave her another slight push into the wall beside her.
"Ooof!" She snapped her head in his direction as he jumped up and slid his way down the stairway railing. "Asshole."
"I heard that!"
She casually made her way into the kitchen and snorted when Syaoran reached out for the refrigerator door. Her mocking snorts quickly trickled into giggles when she saw him tugging furiously on the door. His face was crimson-red with embarrassment.
"God damn pressure!"
Sakura had to chuckle. The great and mighty Li Syaoran couldn't open a refrigerator door? It was too unbelievable for words. With an evil and opposing little grin on her face, she slid up beside him and slapped his hands from the handle.
"May I?"
"No."
"Too bad."
With a flick of her wrist, she pulled the fridge door open and Syaoran found himself cursing black and blue at her, fists curled at his sides and face as red as an overripe tomato. He snarled.
"Damn you, Kinomoto."
She reached up to the overhead cupboard and pulled down a set of glasses.
"Likewise, honey."
Slowly, her face turned only a couple of shades darker, not enough to show the world her embarrassment that had derived from the young man standing beside her, but enough for her to feel the heat on her cheeks and turn away, glasses in hand.
Sakura's room
"Well." Began Eriol, regrettably finishing his and Tomoyo's conversation. "I know Talan is a prick. I realised that in the first half an hour I got to know the little miserable sod. You just tell me if he gives you any trouble, alrighty, and I'll come down on him like a ton of bricks."
Tomoyo was quick to smile back her thanks, the very curves on her face was enough to make the raven haired boy melt into a puddle of Eriol-water, and somehow, together, they made it to the door. He turned on his heels and looked into her eyes.
"I... I'll be seeing you about?" He asked and brightened when she replied with another of her famous and dazzling smiles.
"Sure will, we'll make sure of it! Thank you for everything, Eriol."
His heart was flying like little butterflies as all he could do was nod and shakily make his way back down the hall way stairs, like he was in a drunken stupor.
Sakura found herself passing him at the bottom of the stairs and nodded to him in recognition.
"Have a good talk there, Eriol?"
He didn't reply, both his heart and his head were located in La La Land, far away from the world of reality. She blinked at his rudeness before it dawned on her.
"Ohh... Tomoyo-chan...." She drawled quietly to herself and giggled. "That would explain it, duh Sakura!"
She burst into the room, glasses of juice in her hands.
"I'm back!"
Tomoyo, from her nerves, jumped at least six feet into the air from surprise.
"So Tomoyo-chan might I add that you look happier than before!" Sakura giggled at the dazed expression on Tomoyo's face when she had calmed down again.
"YEAH well…" she blushed, remembering the face of a certain darked haired boy, the one with the sapphire eyes, gorgeous bangs, lovely build, charming nature, smooth as silk voice...
"What are you going to do about lover boy?"
"Hoe?" Sakura almost dropped her glasses, but was sure to collect herself when Tomoyo came back with a deadly cheeky grin. "Ahhh... Nice way to change the convo dearie but, you are so far off in Eriol La La Land and all..." A flash back from her previous dream was enough to make Sakura get her evil plotting mind back on track. "But you've got yourself a point there." She added with a shiver.
Yuck. Her stomach squeezed. Syaoran...
"Maybe if he got a girl pregnant or something, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo giggled, flopping back into the bed. "If he got caught, he'd get his ass kicked and everything! Ahh the humiliation, ahh the shame!" She let out a little witches cackle, evil enough to make even Sakura's head turn with questioning.
"Hahaha very funny but who would actually sleep with that abomination? We'll need to break him, Tomoyo-chan. Break him down until he is Mentally, physically.... Emotionally broken! I need to see a broken man!
And it was, with Sakura's final and threatening words, that the two conniving young ladies from room 17 began to rule out and plot ways that would lead to Li Syaoran's defeat.
Crickets awoke Sakura from a dreamless and shallow sleep. With a tiny feeble groan, she turned over on her side and looked at the bedside clock, at the same time, wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"Aww crap..." She muttered, her face shining red from the red lights on the radio-clock. 1.38am. Slowly, she forced herself out of her comfy bed, and onto the carpet below.
"It's show time!" She whispered, little action pose and all. She cocked her head to the side, straining to hear any sign of life. All was quiet except for the drilling of crickets. She snickered and inching over to the door, pushed it open and slinked her way across the hallway her eyes glued to the door across her. She blinked.
"Syaoran was stupid enough to leave the door open?! What an idiot! Mwa hahahaha..."
She snuck inside, closing the door quietly behind her, slowly moving across the room towards the bed, where her dearest enemy was located.
She popped her head around the side of the wall, saw him sleeping peacefully on his bed. She blushed seeing him shirtless.
"Yummmmmmmmmy!" Her mind barked. "Too bad he's such an asshole!"
It was obviously ironic how it had to be a hot night and very lucky was the fact that Li Syaoran only had a pair of silky green boxers on. It could have been perceived as even more ironic how he was somewhat posed out on his bed. Slowly but surely, her fingers crept up to the lining of his boxers and with one of her many fluent flicks of her hands, reefed them on down. Sakura just stood there dazed at the sight before her. "So... That is what they look like... Oh well. Not much there, ne Syaoran?"
She wiped out her camera, made sure the flash was off and took a picture. She turned on her heels with a triumphant look on her face, about to leave the room, when she heard the main door of this hallway creak open. Her heart stopped, her hands clutched around the camera in shock. She had no other choice but to hide… Her eyes diverted to the bed just as Talan Dymek entered the room.
"UGGGGGGGGGHHHHH! MY GOD NO!"
Syaoran awoke with a jolt to see Talan standing before him, looking down towards his nether regions.
"Gah! What the hell?!"
He stopped, suddenly feeling a little breezy down below. Regretting what he would be able to see, he looked down and saw his manhood displayed for the world to see. His eyes went wide with horror as his head snapped back in Talan's direction.
"HOW THE FUCK? WAAAAAAAA? "Why the hell are you looking at my cock!? Hey man did you do it?"
"Geh! Why the hell would I want to look at your bloody penis? I'm already having issues with the size of my own, why the hell you think I would compare?"
Underneath Syaoran's bed, Sakura's head felt like it was going to either implode or explode from laughter.
With movements that could have been deemed as greased lightning, Syoaran reefed up his boxers, grabbed his shirt from the beside chair, and threw it over himself.
"Then who the hell...?"
He blinked. Once... Twice... Three times...
"DAMN YOU, KINOMOTO!"
There was a thudding of feet before the sound of a door slamming, echoed in Sakura's ears.
"I bet he's pissed."
Outside Sakura's dormitory room, Syaoran pounded the wooden doors, Talan feared that they would break under the stress applied to them.
"Yo Bitch come out here!" He yelled, giving the door a final pound, and slowly, the door inched open, the hinges totally buggered beyond repair. The two men rushed in, one of which was glowing with fury. If he got his hands on her, he would tear her head off, then her arms... Then her legs..... They searched everywhere, even in the cupboards.
"Dude..." Talan began, looking in a drawer. "I don't think she is in here."
"You think?!"
They both made their way, heading for the kitchen and common room.
It was then that Sakura made her move. Ducking out from underneath the bed, she bolted downstairs, and ripped into Tomoyo's room, diving under the already planned sleeping bag and squeezing her eyes shut.
"Get the photo?" Tomoyo asked the door rapping in unison.
"Hai."
With a carefully aimed throw, Sakura threw the camera behind Tomoyo's bed, hoping that it would land somewhere safe and totally out of view.
"Heeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllloooooooooooo!" Drawled Talan, leaning up against the door. "We need to know something, my dearest Tomoyo... Is Sakura there? Syaoran's got the hots for her and wants to sleep with heeeeeeeeerrrrrr!"
Syaoran's reply came to Talan in the form of a slap behind the head.
"Dick."
Upon hearing Talan's sinister little voice, Tomoyo quickly got up and swung the door open, ready to deliver him the punch of his life. She came face to face with the red headed boy she loathed so much.
"Two words, Dymek. Fuck Off."
"Oooo... Nasty."
Underneath the sleeping bag Sakura was fully awake, listening to the commotion outside, and especially awaiting Syaoran's abusive reply.
"Tomoyo-chan..." She murmured with fake drowsiness. "What's going on? Why are you shouting?" To the normal ear, she would have been deemed as totally innocent.
Upon hearing her voice from inside, Syaoran burst in the room and with a drastic jump literally jumped on Sakura, grabbing her wrists and holding them over her head.
"You little BITCH! What the fuck do you think your doing undressing me? And WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?
"WHAT!!!!! This proves it!" Sakura retorted, trying desperately to sit herself up in her bag. "You have definitely gone insane Now why would I want to see your little penis?"
"My WHAT?!" He bellowed in her face.
"Little penis." She chuckled and her face was quick to snap back into response. "Now get the FUCK off me you Pervert!" she shouted.
He brought himself down on top of her, and pushed himself against her, before whispering in her ear.
"You listen to me very well! If I find out that it was you, you will wish that you were never born." He moved away enough to be able to look in her eyes and said, "GOT IT?"
Their eyes remained locked to each other for a few seconds longer and all he could see was her defiance.
She pushed herself up higher as much as she could to try and stare him down, and by something that could have been considered as either fate, irony or coincidence, her lips brushed his cheek...
Syaoran's body tingled.
"Got it!" She growled before closing her eyes and letting her self go. "YOU PERVERTED SHIT!!! NOW GET THE HELL OFF ME.... As if I'd ever want to touch you... Or see you or have anything to do with your horrific existence!"
She spat in his face to get her point through and lifted her knee for good measure. With a satisfied grin, she watched him reel back in pain, his hands flying down and cupping where she had kneed him. Talan reached out and grabbed Syaoran by the shoulders, helping him off the furious young lady.
"Come on man! She has been here the whole time, leave her be... You two will have a whole year to chase each other around..." He laughed but was delivered a well deserved punch in the stomach from a hot headed Syaoran.
"Fuck you!" He cursed, pushing himself out the door and back up the stairs. Talan was sure to collect himself, before reaching over and caressing Tomoyo's china doll cheek.
"I'll be seeing you later baby!"
As irony would have had it, he got a knee in the groin as well, a very fitting present for a man of his stature.
"Get lost scumbag!"
To be continued…
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