The Bet: Deflowering of the Flower

By: (Just call me Saori.)

Sakura sighed, running a hand through her auburn locks. One of the things she hated most about school was walking alone in the halls. It sounded stupid, she knew, but she just felt like such a loser walking all by herself. It wasn't like she didn't have friends, it was just that usually none were going her way. She really needed some excitement.

Sakura was walking to third period English, when suddenly she felt a heavy weight rush into her. "Oof!" An involuntary gasp escaped her mouth, and she felt it a bit hard to regain her breath.

"Saku, Saku, Saku..." Syaoran shook his head in dismay. "Imagine if I was a killer or a rapist. What would you do then? I could, easily," Syaoran raised his eyebrows suggestively as he announced the word slowly, making her roll her eyes, "easily take advantage of you."

"Get off me, fat ass!" Sakura shoved him off her, and frowned at the messy-haired boy. "I told you, Li. No one can touch me; so let them try to take advantage of me!"

This was an unusual argument, even for the two. Arguments were plenty between the two of them, but never about sexual content such as this. They would have their fun teasing and humiliating the other by themselves and in front of an audience, but both truly knew the reason behind it all. It was like electricity when they touched, and lust filled them fully that the only way to lessen it was to point out the other's faults and weaknesses.

"Would you like to bet on that?" Syaoran asked her smugly as she got up off the floor. Sakura picked up her backpack ignoring him. "Come on now. I know you're not completely poor. You can afford to pay me, after I win."

Sakura couldn't stand his cockiness any longer and turned her glare on him. "Yeah right! I never lose bets, and I'm not going to start now."

Syaoran smirked. He had the little Cherry Blossom caught in his trap. "We'll see my naive Saki. I bet you that by the end of the month you'll have lost your me."

Sakura laughed. "You wish. Come on, Li! Keep dreaming; I hate your guts, I'd never be caught dead in bed with the likes of you." She continued on her way to English, as the crowded hallways, were empty by now. Syaoran ran to catch up with her, and fell into stride beside her.

"So you accept?" Syaoran asked, not at all unsure of himself.

"What does the loser have to do?" Sakura asked, not really paying attention as she continued down C hall.

"Let's see. Money? No. This is a special bet, it's not every day I have the honor of deflowering Sakura Kinomoto." Sakura shot him a glare that he just smiled to. "How about loser has to...

Author's Note- Okay, this is just a start. Review and tell me what you think Syaoran is going to say.

Author's Edit Note- I changed a few things. Looking at my latest chapter, and then this one, that I did so long ago- I think I've improved greatly. :) Anyways, I had to change some things because later on I went in a different direction, so I had to change wordings on some things. But, altogether, it's mostly the same.