The Rules - Revised- Chapter Four

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The Rules Revised

Recap: She closed her Diary and hid it under her pillow before falling into her pillow and falling deeply asleep. Terrified of what tomorrow will bring and afraid of what the future might hold. She allowed herself to let go of her worries whilst she flew off into a world where she was happy, where everything was perfect. Where everything… was just … a dream.

Chapter Four

Late at night Syaoran woke up to the most annoying, most hideous, most unpleasant sound he’d ever heard in his life. He’d heard it from his sisters, he’d heard it from his mother, he’d once upon a time made the noise himself (though he’d made sure never to make it again). He followed the noise cautiously (for past experiences told him he must be careful when dealing with this disturbance) and he came to a halt in front of a room rarely used, he thought to open the door but he swore he heard it being locked from the inside hours previously. Instead he listened at the door. Yes, he was right. The this was where that terrible noise was coming from. But without access into the room he had no way of silencing it. So he decided instead to quietly make his way back to his room and cover his head with a pillow. He’d get back at the offender tomorrow.

Syaoran made it his way to the rarely used door and attempted to open it, he was right not to have checked it last night. It was locked. Hurriedly he rushed off to his mothers office, she should be awake.

“Mother.” He said, “I need the master key.” Yelan looked up surprised. It was unusual for her son to appear in front of her at any time of the day, and even more of a surprise that he’d come on his own free will.

“What for?” She asked.

“I need to open Kinomoto’s room.” Syaoran admitted, “I’m going to wake her for breakfast. But she’s locked me out.”

“Syaoran, it’s not polite to wake someone after they’ve had a long journey.” Yelan chasted.

“Two hours driving is not a long journey, and it’s impolite of her to sleep through breakfast. Wei went through a lot of trouble to make a worthy breakfast.”

Yelan sighed, “Fine, but I want it back in half an hour at the latest.” She handed Syaoran an oddly shaped key before looking down at her work again.

“Thank you.” Syaoran said mischievously.

“Oh and Syaoran.” Yelan lifted her head up. “Put on some clothes.” She pointed with her pen down to Syaoran’s half naked body. Syaoran flushed a deep red and hurried out of the room.

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Syaoran unlocked Sakura’s door and sauntered to her windows, she had the best view in the house. It was even better than his own.

“Morning Sunshine.” He said sarcastically as he threw the curtains open. He looked at Sakura with a smirk on his face, which was instantly whipped of his face and replaced by a frown when he saw that her swollen eyes had not opened and her body laid the same was it was when he walked in. Sighing he shook her gently, when she still did not wake, he shook her vigorously. After seeing that all she did was turn away from him he went to plan C, which of course was much more his style anyways.

“Li!” Sakura shouted. Soaked to the bone in freezing cold water with a smirking man in front of her was not Sakura’s idea of a wake up call. “I’m. Going. To. Kill. You.” Her voice was low and menacing.

“I’m scared now.” He mocked, “The poor little man eater is going to kill me.”

“I’d start running if I were you Syaoran-sama.” Wei’s voice drifted through the door as the old man walked past, leaving a new towel on a chair inside Sakura’s temporary room. Syaoran looked at Sakura and then ran laughing out of the room.

“You look like a drowned rat!” He roared in laughter. Sakura was hot on his heels and in such a rage she could probably melt ice.

“You’ll look like a piece of minced meat when I get my hands on you.” Sakura threatened. “And I promise you, you wont be laughing.” Syaoran simply continued to laugh. They circled the house and then ended up back in Sakura’s room. Backed into a corner Syaoran had to resort to desperate measures.

“Come on Sakura,” – Wrong move – She inched closer. “I mean Kinomoto-san. Really! Would your mother have been this harsh?” – she froze for a moment but continued to take another step. Finally realizing that he was not going to get out of there unscathed, he reverted to insults.

“You know what, you’re mom was so ugly and fat that when you were born… you screamed in horror.” He smirked when Sakura stopped moving all together. “Of course, you’re not much better looking yourself.” He looked her up and down. “Did you get your manners from your mother? Or from your father?”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sakura’s voice wavered dangerously. Syaoran felt himself sink back against the wall, that kind of look was never a good thing. Especially when he was at the mercy of a man hating woman.

“Whatever you say.” He gulped, “Pumpkin.” Sakura grabbed his shirt and pulled him up to face him.

“If you ever insult my mother again, I’ll kill you.” It wasn’t a threat. It was a promise. As deadly and as true as anything. She pulled back her fist and thrust it into his gut. He fell forwards onto Sakura and she immediately threw him off of her. He fell against the bed and bounced off of it landing painfully on the floor. Sakura turned away from him without a second glance, she grabbed the towel Wei had left and strutted out of the room.

Syaoran laid there in agony, he’d never gotten beat up before and now for it to happen by a girl like her it seriously undermined his authority. And he was beginning to think he had absolutely no authority over her and worse, that he was not going to win this bet with his mother. Groaning he managed to get up off the floor by grabbing onto the bed. He rubbed his sore stomach. His eye caught something on the floor. It looked like some kind of book. Curious he picked it up. Diary it said. His smirk was brought back into his face. If there was one way to get into the innermost thoughts of his victim, it was to read her Diary. Tenderly he picked it up and walked out of her room with renewed vigor.