Through Your Eyes by behindthatsmile

Summary:
Syaoran hates Sakura and thinks of her as a poor kid. Little does he know that Sakura is the sister of the soccer player that he idolizes. Sakura, on the other hand, laughs at Syaoran's ignorance and starts to fall in love with him secretly.

Disclaimer:
I don't own CCS or any of its characters.

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Chapter 1: The Same
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He does not know who I really am. I pretend to be an average high school girl who cannot afford to live at a mansion just like his. I have a part-time job at his company to complete the picture.

He hates me. I hate him. I hate everything about him. I hate his status. I hate his wisdom in math. I hate his skills in soccer and in music. I hate his voice. I hate his ignorance -he doesn't know that I am the sister of Touya Kinomoto—his soccer idol.

He teases me everyday and puts me down with all the chance he can get. But he is never successful. I always ignore him and that is my secret weapon against him. When I start ignoring him and treat him as invisible, he walks away, annoyed—plotting another way to bring me down somehow.

He's no other than Syaoran Li—the "richest" guy in school. Since they don't know that there is someone as rich as he is—me, Sakura Kinomoto.

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"And I never wanted you to work in that company!" Touya was saying over the phone. I was on the elevator, ready to work in the Li Company.

School had just ended. I work as a model for the Li Company. Li Company is a model company who has the best dresses and clothes in town. And I model it for them.

"Touya, it's just for fun," I said. I was the only one in the elevator so I did not bother worrying that someone might hear me talking to the best soccer player in the country—which is my brother. "And besides, I can do this and do my homework at the same time!"

"If that boss of yours just knows that I'm your brother, he will not treat you like this!" Touya shouted at me. "Sakura, last night, he made you go home at past twelve in the evening!"

"I did not have homework so it's ok, Touya," I said calmly. "Li was just trying to get back at me because he was embarrassed when I totally ignored him yesterday at school when he was trying to put me down."

"Whatever," Touya said finally. "I've been hearing stuff about you and this Li. Tell me if he hurts you, ok? And besides, you're 18, Sakura, you can decide for yourself right?"

"Of course," I told him and hung up. The elevator finally stopped and I walked out of the elevator. As soon as I got out, my make-up artists and wardrobe coordinator hushed me towards the studio.

They were saying something about urgency and emergency. They were saying something else that I did not catch because I could hear many flashes of cameras immediately as soon as they opened the studio door.

Wait a minute. Someone would be sharing my studio? This is exclusively for my photo shoots! What the hell!

"What is going on?" I asked them.

"Your supposed-to-be partner for today called in sick," one of my make-up artists said as she fixed my messy hair. "So Syaoran Li would be your partner."

"What!" I shouted, making everyone look at me. "No fucking way!"

Before I realized it, the sounds of cameras flashing were gone. "With that mouth of yours Kinomoto, nothing will be finished," it was Syaoran's voice. "Why don't you do something right for once? Shut up and get dressed. Quickly!"

"What's the rush?" I asked him, raising one of my eyebrows at him. "I've never seen you before in this place of the building. I didn't know you're photogenic."

"Shut up, Kinomoto," Syaoran said and glared at me. "You're not photogenic, in the first place, so don't you dare insult me!"

"I'm not insulting you," I snapped at him. "I'm just telling the truth. And if I'm not photogenic, why else would you be paying me 200 bucks per hour for six months now? Li, can't you see? You're giving me money." I smirked at him and he was fuming.

Everyone was staring at us. Maybe wondering how come I have all the guts to be mean and rude and talk back without respect to the heir of the company.

"I can stop supplying you money now if I want, Kinomoto."

"But you don't want to lose your prettiest model so you won't. Am I right, Li?"

I smirked once again. Before he could speak again, the director of the photo shoot clapped his hands to shut us all up.

"Excuse me, Mr. Li," the director said. "But we better get started now if we want to submit entries for the competition."

"Competition? What competition?" I asked them, turning my head to each person in the room.

The director raised his hand and began explaining it to me. The Li Company had received last minute that there would be a fashion show in Japan, exclusive for the best models in town. The Li Company, of course, wants to be on the list so they put in me and Syaoran as their contestants.

"Out of all the models in this company, why him?" I complained to the director.

"Trust me, Kinomoto, that was my reaction too," Syaoran said slowly and I rolled my eyes.

"That's the way it has to be," the director said. "C'mon! Better get ready or else, you two will not be part of that big fashion show!"

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"Here comes the loser," I sang in a monotone voice as Sakura passed by. "Where did you get those shoes, fancy pants? Stole it from the mall since you can't afford it?"

Sakura stopped walking and started walking towards me instead. "I actually got it from your company," she replied and everyone gasped as they heard her. "No, no, people," she said to the students looking at us. "I did not steal it from his company. His sister gave them to me. Because you see, Li, as a regular model in your company now, the stuff that I model, I can bring them home."

She left me with my mouth open and with everyone staring at me. That's it! I really need to get back on that girl. How come I always lose against her? Every attempt that I make against her is a total failure.

Yesterday's photo shoot was not bad. She actually did not talk to me whatsoever and she was totally focused. She was good at her job and I was good too. The people there were saying that we were compatible for each other but we both just rolled our eyes on the thought of it.

C'mon! Me and Kinomoto, together? Give me a break. I will never date that girl ever!

I do not even know why my sisters hire her six months ago! As soon as I got to know about it, I took all the chances to piss her off while she was there on the building. I made up excuses that she should stay late at night most of the time but she never complained and she never quit!

What is up with her? I never won against her. I continued walking to the field to play soccer. Wait. Soccer. Maybe I can beat her at soccer.

Call me desperate, maybe I am. I just want to experience winning against that girl. I don't think my money appeals to her so I'm going to beat her at soccer.

I ran after her. She was on her way to the parking lot. She was walking pretty slowly so I caught up on her.

"Kinomoto!" I called out. She turned and was disappointed seeing me behind her.

"What do you want now?" she asked, irritated.

"Are you going home?" I asked.

"Duh," she said as she rolled her eyes. "I have my day-off today since we finished up late yesterday and because I went overtime the other day."

That was my entire fault. Haha! "Do you want to play soccer?" I asked her. It sounded so stupid that I laughed mentally. I'm here right now, in front of my greatest enemy asking her to play soccer with me because that's only thing that she cannot be as good as I am.

She laughed after I said it and looked at me as if I was stupid. "Are you serious?" she asked me, smiling. I nodded. "That's so random. Really."

"So, you want to play?" I asked again as she hasn't said yes or no yet.

"Sure!" she replied cheerfully. "I'll just put my stuff in my car."

She ran towards a black CRV and dropped her stuff there. For a moment, I thought she was driving that van but I saw a man sitting on the driver's seat helping Sakura get her stuff inside the car. If she is not all rich, how can she afford to hire a driver? And how can she afford that kind of car anyway?

I shrugged off the thought and decided to think about it later. All that matters now is to beat Sakura Kinomoto.

I saw Sakura getting out a pair of scissors and quickly cut her pants. I was surprised when she was done. First reason was because her pants looked expensive. Second reason was she's utterly sexy.

She removed her shoes and changed into her rubber shoes. She said something fast to her driver and walked towards me.

"You just cut your pants," I said to her, still surprised.

"Oh," she said then looked at her now-short-pants. "Well, if I play with you in those pants, it would probably rip so yeah… Wait, there will not be any consequences whatsoever if I lose or win right?"

That's a cool idea. "Let's make it simple, if I lose, you do whatever you want, if I win, I do whatever I want," I replied.

"Alright," she replied simply.

"You think you can beat me huh?" We were now walking towards the field. Luckily, it was empty. No one was playing and there were soccer balls lying around.

She just smirked at me after stretching a bit and smiled. "I learned from the best," she replied.

"For me, Touya Kinomoto is the best soccer player and I don't think you had learned from him," I said then it made me think. Kinomoto. They have the same last names. They could not possibly be siblings!

Sakura gave me a how-can-you-be-so-sure look but I just rolled my eyes. I need to beat her somehow. "So how are we going to play this thing?" she asked me. "One on one eh?"

"You can be the goalkeeper and I shoot for say, five minutes and you block my shots as best you can. Or you can be a defender and stop me from shooting. Whichever works for you?"

"I'll defend," she answered then stopped. "Wait, how come you're going first? I want to go first!"

"Fine!" I said and passed her the ball. "I'll wait for you by the goal, sweetie." I smirked one last time and ran towards the goal.

Sakura started at the center of the soccer field and started running slowly towards me. I set up my watch to alarm after five minutes as soon as she started running.

When she was close to the goal, she kicked the ball hard. I was not expecting her to kick it so fast but I was ready for it and blocked it. She was pretty good and she kicked pretty hard. I passed her the ball and she kicked it hard again to the goal. Cheater.

It went in and she was jumping with joy.

"Right at your face!" she shouted smiling widely.

"I purposely let it in for you," I simply said and rolled the ball to her this time instead of throwing it because she might kick it again. "That would be your last point, you know."

And indeed, it was. She didn't score again when the five minutes were over.

She was scowling and frowning and was totally frustrated as she played as a defender against me. It was hard getting away from her defense. She was alone but it seemed like I was going against two defenders. She was quick, alright.

She had blocked my shots thrice in a row and I hadn't had the chance to go near the goal to aim. She was so agile. Four minutes had gone and I had scored only once. Mainly because she was driving me away from the goal and she was using the field's width. That killed time. But I will not let her win.

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So he had won by one point. So he could do whatever he wants, so what?

I walked towards the drinking fountain and started drinking. I was exhausted and drained and to think, I had only played for ten minutes under the sun.

I felt someone's hand on my shoulder as I was drinking. I stood up straight and faced Syaoran. "What is it?" I asked him. He looked terribly confused.

"Are you Touya Kinomoto's sister?" he asked straightforwardly.

I was quiet and preferred not to speak. I will not tell him. This will be the most embarrassing moment of his life—knowing that he had been bullying his idol's sister. I don't think I want to be the one who would make Syaoran go downthe drain.

I have been picturing this moment my whole life ever since I had known that Syaoran likes my brother as a soccer player. Since elementary, he had been teasing me and insulting me and judging me to be a low-class person. And blurting out to him that I'm the sister of the most famous soccer player will definitely tore him apart.

But this all seemed so wrong.

"Answer me!" he shouted and had grabbed my shoulders. He pushed me back on the wall and I was practically trapped.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I lied. "Let me go!"

"How come you have a picture with him then?" he demanded. He reached out for his pocket and took out something. My wallet! I must have dropped it while playing with him! Shoot, I'm dead. No, he's dead.

"Wait a minute," I said to him. "You opened my wallet? How dare you!" I pushed him off but it was no use. He was too strong.

"Yes, I did," he answered. "That was the deal, isn't it? If I win, I can do whatever I want—so I opened your wallet. Don't worry; I didn't steal your money."

"And you looked at the pictures!"

"And if I haven't, I don't know when I will stop my madness bullying a Kinomoto!" He pushed me once again to the wall. Hard.

I squirmed in pain as I was too sore from the little game. "This is what I never wanted to tell anyone that I'm Touya's sister!" I shouted. "If they will know that I'm the sister of the famous soccer player they will treat me like a total different person! I bet you will start being nice to me on Monday because I'm the sister of your idol!"

"Maybe," was his reply and once again, I tried to shrug his hands away. "But it would be no fun if I will be nice to you so nothing will change. Mark my words."

Good.

Author's Notes:
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