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Summary: She is a dreamer, imagining impossible true love. She never thinks she'll get that special guy worth a million especially after her last relationship but she refuses to go out with the one guy who's determined to get her. SS ET


Worth A Million

Chapter 1: Ten Thousand

If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don't have it, no matter what else there is, it's not enough.
Ann Landers


"Ugh, I'm going to be late again" She muttered to herself. She had just shoved on a shoe and began fumbling through her bag to try and find her phone. She let out a scream of frustration, then a final 'humph' and pulled on the nearest available jacket over her uniform. Slinging her bag over her shoulder and grabbing an umbrella from by the door she stepped out of her apartment and into the streets. She opened the pink sheltering device and set off in a bit of a run.

After five minutes of walking, three collisions with people she didn't know and a very ungraceful fall she could hear a familiar ring tone coming from her jacket pocket. "That's where you were then" She sighed and flipped the phone open.

"Hey Tomoyo, I know I'm late…five more minutes…is she mad...oh good…is he there…see ya in a few" She clicked the phone shut with her right hand and shoved it back in its rightful place, her bag.

Another five minutes later and she arrived outside a small café. She took in a deep breath, tucked a strand of auburn hair behind her ear and took down the umbrella before entering her workplace.

"You're fifteen minutes late Sakura," said a blonde haired woman behind the counter, "you're lucky I got here early to cover your shift"

Sakura quickly went into the back room to take off her jacket and abandon her bag.

"I'm so sorry Kaya," Sakura said rushing back behind the counter, "Please forgive me"

Kaya rolled her eyes and handed Sakura her apron, "Tomorrow. Be here on time"

Sakura nodded eagerly her emerald eyes shining with delight and relief. She took the apron and pulled it on over her head, shoved up her sleeves and quickly tied up her hair into a messy bun.

She heard a slight chuckle and spun around to meet a familiar pair of deep amber eyes.

"Two minutes later than yesterday, Sakura" he said winking. "My usual please"

"Why didn't you get Kaya to make it?" she asked but grabbed a mug and filled it.

"It just tastes so much better made by you"

She handed him the mug and went to the other side of the till to fetch a slice of chocolate cake.

"You'll get fat if you carry on with all this cake" Sakura said as she placed the plate next to his coffee.

"Oh, I actually do exercise unlike some people" he said glancing over at a raven-haired girl whose amethyst eyes were intensely reading a magazine article about 'how you know when it's the right time to take the next step: Moving In'.

She looked up and slapped the man on the head "Shut up, Syaoran"

"I haven't said you could call me that yet, Daidouji"

"Well you insist on Sakura calling you it and she's never actually said you could call her Sakura"

Sakura looked over upon hearing her name but shrugged as she had stepped out of the conversation to serve another costumer.

"I like her a little bit more than I like you" he rolled his eyes and returned his gaze to Sakura. She looked over and smiled at him. He loved it when she smiled; her emerald eyes gained that special spark that made her that little bit more beautiful than she already was.

"She's not interested, Li," said Tomoyo taking a bite out of her large chocolate chip cookie.

"She will be," he reassured her, "I'll get her someday"

"I don't see why you're so sure" she said but it when unheard by Syaoran

Tomoyo raised an eyebrow. She really didn't like the way Syaoran acted with Sakura she had told him many times that Sakura didn't want a relationship again yet. Tomoyo sighed but returned to her article. She kept her gaze on the page and fumbled about in her bag to find a pen ready to take the quiz. She found one and twirled it about in her hand for a while thoughtfully before ticking her chosen box.

Sakura returned later and flopped herself down on a stall on her side of the counter. It was near closing time and people were beginning to disperse.

"You know," Syaoran looked up, "I don't see how you take two hours to drink one cup of coffee and eat one slice of cake"

"Like I said earlier it's pretty good coffee, and pretty good service"

Sakura rolled her eyes "If it's such good service perhaps you should tip more, that way I could get my own car and ditch this job"

"You shouldn't roll your eyes like that Saku," Tomoyo chimed in, "it says here that any unnecessary facial movement can give you wrinkles quicker"

Sakura gasped and grabbed the magazine in disbelief "Wow, it does!"

"Hey, what's this quiz?" Sakura exclaimed noticing that it had been filled in, "Ooh, moving in! You and Eriol together forever" Sakura sighed and clutched the magazine to her heart. "I wish I was you, you're so lucky Tom" she paused and looked up to the ceiling in deep imagination "has he ever taken you somewhere really romantic?"

Tomoyo raised an eyebrow again "This is Eriol Hiiragizawa we're talking about"

Syaoran looked up in recognition of the name but didn't say anything.

"You know, like took you out at night on a boat. A classy boat, with flowers and music and a candlelit dinner. It would be so romantic, maybe not even a boat but somewhere special that meant something to both of you"

"Not yet, there's still time" was her reply. She glanced over at Syaoran who had a smirk on his face and seemed to be coming up with a plan in his mind.

"Aw, it would be so sweet if he did" she grinned but continued to ramble on about sunsets and flowers as she began to clear away the tables since the last two people had left.

Sakura finished cleaning up and went to grab her things from the back room.

"Don't go getting any ideas Li" Tomoyo warned.

Syaoran shrugged "What are you implying Daidouji?"

"You know what I mean" she said and walked to the door to wait for Sakura.

Syaoran stood up and zipped up his jacket and ran a hand through his messy chocolate brown hair. He turned back to face Sakura and waved a single hand signalling his leave.

Sakura stopped at the door before leaving to look back on the shop and there was a small folded piece of paper on the counter. She went back and picked it up.

"What's that?" asked Tomoyo.

Sakura opened it and her eyes widened. She tilted her head to one side, squinted her eyes and held it out far in front of her "Huh?"

Tomoyo grabbed it from her grasp and squealed "Ten thousand! Definitely addressed to you Sakura"

"Oh!" Sakura paused then smacked her forehead "It's a joke! See it's from Li, I said maybe he should tip more, that's why"

She took the paper back and crumpled it up but Tomoyo snatched it back from her "What if it's real Sakura?"

"Why would it be real Tom?" she shook her head and opened the door. Still Tomoyo secretly smoothed it out, folded it properly and put it in her purse.

Their walk home consisted of a giggling conversation about Eriol's new hair cut but it had to come to an abrupt stop when they reached their shared apartment as Eriol was already there watching TV.

"Hey" he said and his cerulean eyes lit up with love upon seeing Tomoyo. She blushed and went to join him. Sakura looked over at them and felt a wave of sadness wash over her. 'Why can't I have that?' She went into the kitchen to heat up some of yesterday's pasta. She sat herself next to the microwave and stabbed at her food in disgust. She could feel salty tears find their way down to her lips as she thought back to last month and so she left her dinner to curl up in bed for an early sleep.

The other two occupants were sitting comfortably on the couch and Tomoyo was telling Eriol about her day in in-depth detail.

"She was so harsh, she turned up her nose at every single one of my designs. Even the pink one with the cherry blossoms on the front! Can you believe her?" Tomoyo ranted on and Eriol was finding it hard to keep himself looking attentive.

"Oh!" he jumped.

Completely oblivious to his sudden movement Tomoyo continued "He is completely obsessed with getting Sakura to like him, he's there everyday she is and I've told him so many times that she just broke up with Hiro and he just wont give up!"

"Oh!" he jumped again.

"She said to him, why don't you tip me more or something and he gave her a ten thousand pound tip!" she shrieked and poked his arm "Pay attention!"

"I was!" he exclaimed whilst rubbing his shoulder.

She grinned with satisfaction and poked him again.

"Hey! Oh yeah sorry, who is this guy then?"

"Li Syaoran" she said simply.

"Li Syaoran?"

She nodded "Li Syaoran"

"Wait-Li Syaoran!" he jumped up from his seat "I know him!"

Tomoyo looked at him in confusion.

"This is interesting…" his voice trailed off, he grabbed Tomoyo's magazine from her handbag and flicked through the pages "Is this him?"

"Yeah, how do you know him? I'm confused"

"Li Syaoran!" he exclaimed again causing Tomoyo to jump, "He's my best friend!"

"I thought I was your best friend" Tomoyo said with a pout.

"He's not really anymore I haven't seen him for years but noticed he was in here" he said waving the magazine above his head, "he was quite the player at school, I wouldn't say Sakura was his type but he must have his reasons"

A/N: So…Hey! What did you think…good, bad, anything at all? This is my first story and I hope you liked it and that there aren't too many mistakes. Is it too short or too long?…what are you waiting for? Review!

Emsie xxx