One in a Million

By JoocieFruit

June 24, 2006

Hey guys! So this is like my 3rd story on FF and haha you'll never guess how I got the idea for this one but I actually had a dream about something like this so I that was my main inspiration. Haha and wut better way to spend summer than ff writing? I hope you guys like it and please read and review!

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Sakura Kinomoto glanced up at the colossal building as she tried not to let its size intimidate her. At the very top of the tower was the fate of her career. She needed this job badly. Though she could imagine the number of young, intelligent, capable women lining up for the chance to work at Li Corporations, there was no doubt in her mind that she was the most desperate for the job. Tugging on her black leather bag and straightening her cream colored skirt and twill jacket, she examined herself in the glass window and sighed with satisfaction. With confident strides, she walked into the building.

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"Uh yes. I see here that you've had previous experience as a secretary" said the young man. The woman before him nodded politely. She was a petite woman of about twenty five and donned a collared polo that was unbuttoned to reveal a generous amount of cleavage.

"Yes sir. I've been working as a secretary for about five years." she added as she continued to stare longingly at the man. After all, what was there not to like. His dark chestnut hair was gelled in such a way that it was effortlessly elegant. Any woman would be lost in his brown orbs or that mysterious smile he seemed to flash every now and then. And then there were the muscles that bulged confidently beneath the layers of formal dress shirts and pants. The man cleared his throat unaware of the fantasies running through her mind and continued to glance at the application before him, obviously unsatisfied with what he saw. Those who didn't know him would interpret his current expression as one of deep thought and intrigue. It was those who knew him that understood the tight lips and intense stare to be a sign of discontent. They could not recall a day when his face had not bore that expression.

The man's name was Syaoran Li, the infamous owner of Li Corporations and who had reigned over the company for the past five years. When he began, his tender age led many to believe that he was incapable and unfit for such a demanding position; he had proved them wrong. After he took over, the company soared and profits tripled within the first year. The Li Corp. building grew from a tenstories into a bustlingthirty story building to accommodate all the new employees. Proud of his umpire, Syaoran spent his days on the 30th floor, overlooking that vast city of Tokyo. Despite the many employees that had been with the company for many years, the one position that changed annually seemed to be one of the most important positions of all: Mr. Li's secretary.

Smiling at the girl, Syaoran dismissed her with a thank you. With a disappointed look, she left his office as he leaned back and sighed.

His last secretary had been his best so far. Her employment had lasted nearly 15 months, the longest any secretary had stayed with him. Then, just a few weeks ago, she confessed to him that she was moving to the United States with her boyfriend to pursue his career as an engineer. Although Syaoran found no obvious reason as to why her boyfriend had to move to America to do this, he let her go nonetheless.

Since then, there had been at least over a 100 women who vied for the job and Syaoran had seen everything from skimpy suits to meaningless threats and one girl even proposed to him. For some reason, the majority believed that sex was the ticket to the job. Although Syaoran was one of Japan's most eligible bachelors, he preferred to keep his fantasies in the bedroom and his business in the office.

Standing up, he told the doorman Al, that he would be leaving for his lunch break. He figured that he wasn't going to find a suitable woman before the day's end. The doorman nodded. Syaoran began to pack his things into a leather briefcase as a ruckus started outside his door.

"No! He can't be going on lunch break! I really need to see him-" came a shrill voice.

"No, Ma'am I'm sorry but you will have to return later." Came Al's calm voice.

"I am NOT leaving until I get this job. If you could just-"

"Ma'am, Mr. Li is done with the interviews for today."

A slight pause. The shrill voice now toned down, the speaker obviously trying to control her rage.

"Al, listen to me. And you listen good. I worked my ass off for this outfit right here just so I can look professional enough to interview for this job. Right now is my lunch break and instead of eating I walked here from five blocks away because my current job doesn't pay enough for me to afford a cab much less a car. I live in a run down apartment with bills that pile up to my ceiling. I need this job so you step aside or so help me God I will make you move. I came here for a job and I'm not leaving without one."

By now, Syaoran's attention was fixated on the door, one eyebrow raised. Al poked a worried face in and saw how amused his boss was about this slight dilemma.

"Okay Al. Maybe one more." Syaoran said with a smile. A little entertainment couldn't hurt. Al nodded and muttered to the woman. She thanked him and entered the office.

By the time Sakura had gathered herself to walk into the room, Syaoran had resumed his position behind his desk staring at the figure before him.

She was indeed a beauty. Her auburn hair had been pulled back into a bun and her black twill jacket did amazing things for her upper body. The cream colored skirt fell to a little above her knees, leaving the rest of her long legs exposed. She stood tall at five and a half feet and now strode towards him with an air of confidence that Syaoran could not quite place. He motioned for her to sit.

She sat down and extended him a hand. He took it in a firm grasp and at the same time, keeping his eyes on her.

"Sakura Kinomoto." She said handing him the vanilla folder with her other hand.

"Syaoran Li."

He began the interview as any other although there was a difference. Something about this twenty two year old girl before him was alluring. Perhaps it was her determination or her courage to apply for a job which she had little experience in. Regardless, Syaoran found himself intrigued by her personality and how she seemed to regard him as an equal instead of a potential boss. Even so, he could tell that she still respected him and Syaoran could not help but respect her back. By the end of the interview, he found himself completely entranced by her.

"Well I believe that's all I need to know. Thank you Miss Kinomoto." He said smiling. Her next words slightly surprised him and yet he would have expected it from someone like her. Her glossed lips curled into a smile as she stood to leave. Almost playfully she replied,

"You're welcome Mr. Li."

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A sleekblack Mercedes slowly crept past the side of an apartment complex that looked about ready to collapse at any given moment.The driver's attention was focused onthe second story window and she smiled when the auburn-hairedtenant walked past the window. The woman inside reached for her cellphone and adjusted her sunglasses despite the fact that it was nearly eight PM.

"Hello?" rasped a voice at the other end.

"I've found her." She said into the phone. Then she snapped the device shut and sped off into the night.

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About two minutes later, Sakura's TV dinner was interrupted by a call from Li Corporations. She was Syaoran Li's new secretary.

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