Call Me When You're Sober
Chapter one
Kinomoto, Sakura finally graduated high school and was eager to enter college. She was already accepted into the most competitive colleges in Japan such as Tokyo University and Waseda University.
Straight throughout elementary to high school years, she was known to be a star. Every being extolled her for her athletic skills, musical talents, ideal appearance, charming personality, astonishing wealth, and legendary grades.
However, something happened. Something real tragic happened. Of all people, her boyfriend dumped poor Sakura for another woman.
Addition to such a misfortune, Sakura planned to attend a secondary college, Keio University. And the reason to that was because her boyfriend was soon to go there. Now sadly, he wasn't her boyfriend any more.
Although Sakura regretted choosing Keio over Tokyo, the decision was already made. There was no turning back. She was stuck at a school her ex was going to be, along with his new "soul mate".
She never felt like this in her life before. Hurt. Wounded. Betrayed. Backstabbed. Rejected. And, that was one thing people didn't comment her about. They would all clandestinely say that she was emotionless. The only thing she knew how to do was smile, but that was all. She never got angry over anything, or cried over anything.
Then it happened. For the first time in her life, she was able to feel pain.
Though the tears never fell, she surely did feel it. Pain.
Tired and weary, Sakura walked up the lonely steps all the way to her dormitory. She was carrying her two over-sized duffel bags with one large bag pack on her back.
Finally reaching the room, she turned the key and entered the tiny room she was soon to share with someone else other than herself.
"Ow. Thought I was going to die of suffocation." She whined as she dropped all her belongings on the ground.
One by one she unpacked. The first thing she noticed in her pink duffel bag was a picture of her ex. They were in the picture together. They were holding hands in a nearby park with ShuShu and Piko on top of their heads. ShuShu and Piko was her ex's favorite baby turtles.
Sakura's mind started to sway back to when they broke up.
Sakura walked onto the other side of the aisle to pick out her new dress for the upcoming dinner she was planning to have with her boyfriend.
"Hm. This one looks nice." She held the simple creamy white one that was up to knee length. She bought her dress with her card, and made her way out the door.
However, on the next shop, she heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, how about this one?" It was a female's voice.
"Baby, you look nice in anything." The familiar voice said.
"Aw. I love you."
Curious enough, she started to walk slowly down to the next store.
Then she saw it all. Through the glass window, stood her boyfriend, passionately kissing another woman with long black hair, two dark black eyes, thin and nicely shaped body, wearing a beautiful dress that couldn't even come close to the one she had already bought.
She dropped her bags. When he finished and looked up, their eyes met.
Losing all sense of judgment, Sakura took out a marker that was in her purse, walked up to the glass window, and wrote from the direction he was able to read, "Screw you. It's over."
Painfully enough, that probably didn't do any good. Still, she was able to say something she always wanted. "It's over." She wanted to know how it felt like to actually say it.
Refreshing. People would say. But to Sakura, it wasn't.
Again, for the first time in her life, she wanted to take revenge.
"Damn it. Why is my room all the way up in the top floor?" Sakura got back to her senses when she heard a woman's voice complain.
She instantly stood up, ready to exchange greetings, and introduce herself.
"Hi. My name is…" When she saw who it was, it was impossible for her to continue.
"You're…" the other girl began.
They intensely looked at each other in the eye.
"Baby, you forgot your other bag." Came that same familiar voice again. There he was, Sakura's ex. He was right in front of the doorway.
The three just stared blankly at each other, and without a second to lose, Sakura ran out the door, passing her ex, leaving all her precious things behind.
"Dang it. Of all people, why her? Why is she my roommate? What am I going to do for a year? And him? He's going to be stopping by. What will I do?" She started to rant on.
Then she realized. It was cold. And sadly, she forgot her jacket. She forgot her keys. She forgot to bring her purse. The only thing she had was her cell phone in her pocket.
Circling around the campus, she also realized something else. In the corner of one building, she saw an ad. One bright yellow ad was posted.
Wondering what it may be, she walked up to the ad.
It was written, "Call Me When You're Sober." Underneath that, there was a person's number.
Sakura gently ripped off the ad and took it to a nearby bench. "Just broke up with your boyfriend? Just got dumped? Want revenge? Call this number if you need a fake boyfriend to avenge yourself."
"A fake boyfriend?" Sakura remarked. "Psh. Who would do this kind of whacko stuff?" She crumpled the paper and walked to a close by trash bin.
Right at the moment she was going to throw it away, a sudden vibe struck her. "Wait a minute. That's it!"
She unscrambled the paper, and dialed the number.
The phone rang once. Then twice. Then thrice.
"Syaoran, Li." A person with a masculine voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Yeah?"
"Um. I saw your ad, 'Call Me When You're Sober' and I was just…"
"Oh, hello!" The person's tone of voice promptly changed, cutting Sakura off.
"Yes. Hello."
"So, are you interested?"
Sakura couldn't help but to wonder why the guy seemed so desperate.
"I… well, yes."
"That's great. And this will be?"
"My name is Kinomoto, Sakura."
"Kinomoto, Sakura. That's a beautiful name."
"Thank you."
"I bet you're even more beautiful in real life." He commented.
Sakura could already feel herself flush bright red. She was never experienced in such flirty and playful manner. Even her ex didn't give her much attention.
"Oh, that's not true. I wouldn't think so." She quickly replied back.
"Well, I never asked what you thought. I'm just telling you what I think."
Being shy and innocent, Sakura was a bit shaken.
"Oh. Well… Um." She ran out of words to say.
"Sakura-san. How old are you?"
"I just recently turned 18."
"That's great. You're younger than me. Can I just call you, Sakura?"
"That would be fine with me."
"Alright, Sakura. My name's Syaoran, Li. You can just call me Syaoran."
"Okay."
"Why are you so stiff? Just talk normal."
"Um. Okay."
"Anyway, let's meet. Where are you?"
"I'm at the place where you placed the ad."
"Alright. Stay there. I'll be on my way."
"Okay."
"See you soon, Sakura."
Then there was a click.
Few moments later, he arrived.
"Sorry. That took longer than expected."
Sakura faced the tall, built, attractive guy with brown amber eyes in front of her.
"N-no, it's fine. It… It was actually really quick." She finally stumbled to say.
"Wow. Sakura." Syaoran came closer to her.
Stepping back a little, she answered, "Yes?"
"Just like I predicted. You are more beautiful in real life."
Sakura couldn't help but to blush. Hoping he didn't see her turn bright pink, she faced the other way, and gave out a small uneasy chuckle.
"So, what happened? Did you break up with your boyfriend?"
She turned to face him once again.
"I did break up with him, but he was the one who probably wanted to break up with me the most." She replied. "He was cheating on me with a different woman."
"Who the hell would want to do that? Cheat on you for a different girl? You're flawless." He tried commenting to make her feel better.
Or more likely, that was his intention at first.
Rule number one on his list, Make your client feel loved. Rule number two, Treat them like your real girlfriend. Rule number three. Don't fall for your clients.
However, when he really did see this Sakura girl face to face, he couldn't stop asking the heavens, "How the hell did you make this creature so god-damn beautiful?"
When Syaoran intently looked into Sakura's two round green eyes, she started to squirm.
Realizing this, he stopped.
"What the hell are you thinking? She's your client. Don't forget." He silently murmured to himself."
"So, if you're going to use me more than a month, it'll cost more." He began once again.
"I see."
"But a month might be enough."
"I guess." She answered in small sentences.
"Is there something you want me to do in particular?"
"I'm not really sure. I've never done this kind of a thing before."
"Yeah. You don't seem like the type."
Sakura kept quiet.
"Then starting from today, I'm your new boyfriend."
"Right."
"It's a pleasure to work with you Sakura."
He pulled out his hand for a handshake. They both shook.
Then he realized she was only wearing a thin shirt. She was shivering in the cold.
"Sakura!" he yelled out.
Surprised, she jumped a little and answered, "Yes?"
"What the hell were you thinking?" Syaoran took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. "You can easily catch a cold walking around like that. Especially at night."
She tried to resist and took off the jacket.
"It's okay. I'll be going back soon."
He grabbed the jacket from her, and put it back on her.
"Remember, I'm your boyfriend from now on. I don't want you
to catch a cold. Here, I'll walk you back."
He put his arm around her and they both slowly walked back to the room.
Before she entered her room, the two came out. Her ex and her ex's new girlfriend.
The four people just stared at each other. There were confused look on all three of them. Sakura, unsure why Shaoran was also confused, ended up being confused herself.
Sakura's ex, Eriol was confused why his used-to-be best friend was with his ex, Sakura. Tomoyo, who was now Eriol's girlfriend was confused why her ex was with her new boyfriend's ex. Syaoran was just shocked beyond belief.
And as if time stopped itself, these four people also froze in time.
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