AN/ Hi. Its been awhile since I've posted anything so here it goes. Hope everyone is having a happy new year.
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SWEET MISERY
Chapter 1
The little arrangement
"Come on Sakura!"
Tomoyo repeated for the second time. Sakura never spoke about it.
They had been best friends all their lives and she told Sakura
everything. Sakura kept secrets many which frustrated her. It was
unfair and Tomoyo had to pretend she didn't care. Sakura looked at
her for a second.
"Remind me, why I'm doing this again?"
she asked letting her face descend into a cute frown. She tightened
her fist and rolled her eyes. She felt like she was being forced to
live with that monster. Monster was a little too harsh of a
word but it was a close comparison. She couldn't stand looking at
him, what made Tomoyo so certain that she could live with him. Sakura
was certain about one thing-she would go crazy and would probably be
forced to stay in a mental institution. She could just picture that
smirk on his face. He barely smiled and always had smart comments
that provoked her. It had been so long since they actually spoke. She
barely knew anything about him. She wondered what kind of man he had
become but was too scared to see.
They had a history
together. There was a time when they were crazy about each other.
They were once inseparable.
"They make such a cute couple."
People would say. They lived in their own world. No one could touch
it. They told each other everything and vowed to stay together.
"We were young and naïve. It was silly and childish." Sakura
would reply whenever
people asked about their separation. She
could never find the right words. They would fake a smile and pretend
to not care anymore. Sakura knew exactly what they were thinking.
Their eyes said it 'poor girl, she looks like a mad dog. She's
really not that special without him.'
"You don't
have to talk to him, you just have to you know…live with him. There
is a huge difference between the two. It's only a couple of months.
You told your Dad you were moving out and this is the only
accommodation I could find." Tomoyo's tone was calm. She was
proud of the way she was able to tolerate Sakura's mood swings.
"Easy for you to say. He's obnoxious and bigheaded." Sakura's
tone grew softer "You don't understand the way he makes me feel.
I could just cry." She loosened her fists and placed her hands on
her lap.
"Syaoran is a nice guy." Tomoyo was almost lost for
words.
"You don't have a history with him." Sakura
muttered. "Can't I move in with you?" Her eyes
glittered.
Tomoyo quickly glanced at her before putting her eyes
back on the road.
"I and Eriol's apartment is small and it
only has one room and…" she paused "The reason he moved in was
to be with me. Three is a crowd." Tomoyo blushed.
Sakura nodded
to show some understanding. "Do you guys share the
bed?"
Tomoyo parked in the driveway before she replied. "What
kind of question is that?"
Sakura grinned "A sensible one. Do
you hear wedding bells ringing?"
"Shut up." Tomoyo playfully
replied. "Stop being such a smartass."
Sakura looked up at
the building. It was no less that five stories and each apartment had
a mini balcony. She unfastened her seat belt and opened the car
door.
"Oh look Sakura, Syaoran is home." Tomoyo said pointing
at his car.
"Great!" Sakura replied sarcastically.
"I'm
calling him. He can help us carry your luggage up. He lives-I mean
you guys live on the 3rd floor."
Sakura shot Tomoyo a
disapproving look "That won't be necessary. We can do it
ourselves. My stuff isn't that heavy."
"Okay fine."
They
carried a couple of her things and made their way to the building.
"Well Sakura, we're
here." Tomoyo said before placing her hand in her pocket and
pulling out a set of keys. "These belong to you now."
Sakura
faked a smile and took them from her. Tomoyo knocked on the door
twice before it opened.
"Hi Tomoyo, you're earlier than I
thought you would be. Come in." He insisted. His voice was warm and
inviting-then he saw Sakura trail behind Tomoyo. Sakura did no say a
word in fact she did not look at him. He looked at her and grinned.
That grin meant so much as sinful thoughts crossed his mind. He
scanned her from head to toe. Her big emerald eyes shone out at him.
She had a distinct look on her face-half laughter, half disdain. He
could tell she was faking it.
"Hello Sakura."
His words raised her suspicions. You could never tell with him. It
was as though he was many people.
She looked up at him. He's
chestnut hair was still messy. Ever since she told him that she
thought it looked sexy years ago, he rarely combed it. He had a
medium build and an emotionless face.
Sakura looked at the
apartment before replying "Hi" she did not look at him.
Tomoyo
settled her things on the floor.
"I'll get the rest of your
stuff. You stay here Sakura." Tomoyo said practically lashing out
the door.
The second they were officially alone Sakura turned
to look at him.
"So where do I sleep."
He slipped his
hands in the pockets of his denim "You sleep on my bed in my
room."
Sakura was horrified. She wanted to burst into outrage
but instead she calmly said "I'd prefer to sleep on rocks than
with you." The words came out wrong.
He beamed "I never
mentioned anything about us sleeping together."
Sakura blushed.
The humiliation was too much to bear.
"But if you insist then
we can make some kind of arrangement." He said jokingly.
"That's not funny. This was a bad idea." She confessed.
He
nodded "Okay. Listen Sakura-I'll behave myself, I promise" He
forced a laugh.
"You are such a pervert." She said.
"Is
that a bad thing?" He asked playfully.
Sakura frowned and
swallowed hard. She was falling into his trap.
"I was only
kidding." Syaoran said seriously "I'm sleeping in the other
room. I gave you my room because it's much bigger. I thought you'd
prefer that." He was enjoying this. The look on her face was
priceless. The way he saw it, he was being a gentleman and she was
being ungrateful.
Sakura chose not to say
anything. Instead she walked into the bedroom. He followed her.
"Why did you decide to suddenly leave home? I always thought you
couldn't stand on your own two feet."
"You always thought I
couldn't do anything on my own."
His vision did not flicker.
'I'm sorry.' He thought but every time he tried to say it, his
words got tangled in his throat. He had said it too many times. One
more sorry wouldn't make a difference.
"Does your Father know
about this little arrangement?" he asked knowing the answer.
"My Father hates you. He has no clue. He thinks I'm living with
Tomoyo."
Syaoran shrugged "After that time he walked in on us
making out in his car, I'm not surprised."
"Don't remind
me." Sakura pointed out in a stern tone "seriously."
"Hey,
calm down muffin face." He said lightly using the nickname he gave
her when they were intimate.
"Don't call me
that! I hate that stupid name!" her voice broke at the end of the
sentence.
Syaoran was quiet.
"Don't remind me of us. I'm
not happy about the idea of living with you. If I had my way things
would have been completely different. I just want us to stay out of
each others personal lives. I know you can't help it but try. I
don't find you all that amusing."
Syaoran had a plain
expression on his face that didn't say much. He slightly
nodded.
She turned away. She heard his footstep leave the
room.
The doorbell rang. Sakura ran to the door as Syaoran sat
quietly in front of the TV.
"You could have gotten it!" She
complained.
The look on his face and his actions did not change.
Sakura opened the door and took a step out closing the door behind
her.
"You did this on purpose." She whispered grabbing
Tomoyo's shoulders giving her a furious shake to match each word.
"Sakura, why are you whispering?" Tomoyo asked trying to balance
the boxes in her arms.
"You and Eriol- I can't take it!"
She folded her arms across her chest.
"Even if that
statement is true, will you just be the bigger person and be nice to
the guy for a change. It wasn't easy for him to agree to all
this."
Sakura held her breath and said calmly "It's a little
too late for that. I've kinda already screwed up. I couldn't help
it."
Tomoyo heaved a sigh. "Just apologies."
Sakura
tilted her head on the side "I can't believe what you are asking
me to do."
Tomoyo looked at her wrist watch "I'll leave your
things here. I'm late for an appointment. Tell him I said
goodbye."
"No…" Sakura said slowly.
"Bye." Tomoyo
quickly and cautiously placed Sakura's things down before rushing
to the elevator.
Sakura did not want to go back in. For a
second she wished that she could stay there forever and not have to
face him. She felt like a small child hiding underneath the sheets
from monsters. She grabbed the doorknob and twisted it. Slowly she
pushed the door.
He stood in front of her wearing a different
shirt He had put some effort into looking presentable.
"Tomoyo
just left and-" Sakura played with her fingers.
He grabbed a
navy-blue coat from the coat hanger before cutting her off "I'm
going out. Not sure when I'll be back."
With that statement,
he was gone.
Sakura spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking. The place wasn't too bad. It had a comfortable bed, a great amount of space and an exquisite view. That was all she needed. It was quiet and peaceful. She loved it. As the day went by and all her things were in their rightful place, anxiety set in. He was now gone for five hours. Many questions crossed her mind like 'where is he?', 'does he always do this?' 'Maybe I was a little too harsh' and 'Why the hell do I care.' She sat on the bed with one of her favorite novels and a box of pizza. She was a traditional kind of girl. Not often did she order fast food. She was kitchen bound. Unfortunately, Syaoran kept nothing in his refrigerator but junk food and other things that had already surpass their expiratory date. She looked at her watch again then shook her head. A part of her was dying to see him back home and another part of her didn't care.
When morning struck and the sun was high above the clouds, she slowly opened her eyes awakening from a deep slumber. The shutters on her windows were still closed, the bright daylight outside outlining each wooden slat. Inside a soft darkness hovered. It had been so long since she slept so peacefully. She slightly shifted her body when she felt something grabbing her exposed waist line. It was an arm-a man's arm. She was too afraid to look and see who it could possibly be. It shifted to her stomach in a slow and tender way. Sakura panicked. 'Oh gosh, don't let this be what I think it is." She didn't know whether to scream or quickly get out of bed and grab a baseball bat.
She slowly slid from his arm then turned to see who he was. The minute she saw those messy chestnut locks and that muscular jaw line, she held her breath trying not to scream. The sheets only covered a certain portion of his body exposing part of his torso and his boxer shorts. She sat up and managed to shift her feet. 'He started working out' she thought staring at his biceps.
"Sakura?"
His voice almost gave her a heart attack. It was deep, lazy and
heavy. The minute he spoke, time stood still.
"What are you
doing in my bed?"
AN: Please review and give suggestions for chapter 2 if you have any.