- My Teacher is My Wife -
Summaries: When Syaoran meets a young woman named Sakura Kinomoto, his life started to change. They share a passion for stars and universe, but Sakura is his new teacher. They meet in the janitor room to discuss about stars, but they are locked inside! The principal found them and thought they are seeing each other. For Sakura's job and Syaoran's reputation, Wei, Syaoran's loyal servant says that Syaoran and Sakura are married…
Disclaimer: I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura. I own this fiction only. Don't sue me.
: Chapter One:
Crystalline clear, pure lake was glowing under the bathing of silvery moonlight, reflecting the stars which were blinking in joy and complete bliss. The stars hung on the beautiful dark sky, which was enchanting and breathtaking for a young man who was watching the sky, or rather, the beautiful lake's reflection.
His intense and brilliant amber orbs could be compared with the gleaming moon and the shining stars, so breathtaking and passionate, so bright yet dark. The moonlight hit his skin, giving a special glow to them.
"Universe…"
A sigh followed after that murmur. Nobody knew that he loved nature, especially the mysterious universe that awakened his depth passion for the nature. He was a star, a playboy, a famous basketball team leader in everyone's eyes. Nature was just a subject should be loved by nerds, not a popular star as him. He shone brightly as the sun and moon than anyone did, crowded by popular students, praised by those fan girls for him… But his heart was darker than anyone, the real him was lonely and cold.
As he was deep in his thoughts, his senses were suddenly alerted by a presence, which was quite near to him, moving to him too. He gathered all his thoughts, and felt the presence behind him suddenly stopped moving. He could hear short breathings of the person.
"Ano…" the person spoke up, melodic voice echoing in the silent night. He knew that person was a girl, judging on her melodic voice.
The young woman behind him thought she had startled him, so he will turn his head to face her. But judging by his unfazed position, she thought she wasn't loud enough to break him out of his thoughts, or noticing a young woman was standing behind him. She tried to clear her throat to get his attention, but the sound she was capable to make was just a soft cough.
"You… like stars?" she asked nervously, and finally sighed when she got nothing as response. He thought she will now go away, but he didn't hear the young woman leaving. He was surprised when the young woman decided to sit beside him, but not close.
"Leave." The word came out as a growl, as the young woman's face darkened. He didn't see it; after all, he didn't even know what she looked like as he didn't want to face her.
"Sorry." Her voice was cheerful and bright, as her face lightened up "But, this is my property."
Once in his life time, he blushed. When he saw the beautiful lake shining under the bathing of moonlight, he sneaked in and sat at the lake side. He once took a glance at the white board at the lake side, which said "Amamiya's property.", but he plainly ignored it and continued his actions. Now, he was caught, or he thought so.
"Umm… Sorry, Miss Amamiya." He said, trying to sound as warm as he could. He faced the young woman beside him, and froze. His breath shortened.
He thought he had seen an angel.
Crystalline emerald-coloured orbs shone brighter than the moon, glowing beautifully. Her skin was creamy and pale, and now it had a silvery glow under the bathing of moonlight, like an angel. Her silky auburn bangs framed her oval face beautifully, as pure honey in sunlight. Her cherry-pink lips curled upwards, breaking into an enchanting smile.
"My name is Kinomoto Sakura. Amamiya is my mother's sir name." She said, her emerald eyes processing that rare innocence when she gracefully said that with an amused smile. He blushed, again under the smile of hers
"Oh." He replied, feeling the heated blush on his face. She slowly twirled a silky strand with one of her delicate fingers, expressing her nervous when she was sitting beside a young man.
"I love stars and the mysterious universe." She spoke, with a dreamy smile "They are so beautiful."
"I love them too." He confessed, and a sudden thought which made him blushed hit him. 'But I love you even more…'
He shook his head to dismiss the weird thought, didn't aware that the innocent young woman was staring at him curiously, looking at his heating face.
"Ano…" she started to speak, with a sudden blush on her face "You wouldn't think me lowly because I sit beside without asking, won't you?" she asked innocently, blushing as she nervously pulled her finger from her strands, rubbing it at the end of her shirt.
He shook his head at her, smiling as gentle as he could. He suddenly felt butterflies flying inside his stomach, as he took a sharp breath. It was a strange feeling… Had he got sick or something?
She noticed his suddenly quickened breath, and in the silence it was evident. She was worried for him, and noticed sweats were rolling down from his forehead. That's strange, because it supposed to be cold in this night. She was concern, and leaned forward, meeting his amber eyes.
"Are you sick?" she asked, suddenly felt herself unable to move as she stared into his intense amber eyes. Their eyes locked together. It felt like eternity when they turned their heads away, a blush emitting on their face.
"Nah…" he replied, almost nervously when he secretly took a glance at the angel, and immediately lowered his head as a shy lover-boy "Nothing… But I feel something is flying inside my stomach."
Upon hearing the weird comment about his feelings, the young woman chuckled. Melodic voice floated above the air, and the young man thought it as music…
And that was absolutely his favorite music.
"That is nervous, umm…" she suddenly realized she didn't know the stranger's name. He noticed her awkwardness and felt his lips curled upwards to a smile.
"Syaoran. Li Syaoran."
That was how Li Syaoran met his angel, Kinomoto Sakura.
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