Hello everyone! I know, back with a new story whilst there are still ongoing ones to be finished. What am I like? :P

Still, I wanted to get Chapter 1 of this idea up to see what people would think. I'm still toying with the name, but the plot is all ready to rock.

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Chapter 1 – Lies Upon Lies

"You said what?" an exasperated, confused and all-round irritated Eriol asked his best friend.

Syaoran rolled his eyes, annoyed that his enthusiasm had not been matched. "I told her I own a multi-million dollar marketing agency" he repeated. "She was so impressed Eriol. I could see it in her eyes. She even gave me her number and we're seeing each other next week!"

Choosing not to slap him senseless, Eriol instead slumped down into the nearest chair. They were sat in a hotel bar, having attended a business conference being held there. Eriol had been the networker of the two, talking to a range of potential clients for the Hiiragizawa Law Firm he had worked hard to build. Syaoran had gladly taken on the position of head accountant within the firm, a job he absolutely loathed but one which his mother had practically forced upon him. Both Eriol and Syaoran knew his skills were wasted as an accountant, but the truth was Syaoran was simply too lazy to pursue anything else. He had a comfortable life and was content.

"What is she going to say when she finds out that you were lying?" Eriol said after rubbing his temples gently.

Syaoran laughed as he sat down next to him. "That's the best part! She doesn't need to find out. I've got my foot in the door now. Once she's been on a date with me, been in bed with me, she won't care what I do for a living"

Eriol rubbed his temples even harder. The girl Syaoran was so eagerly chasing was a Miss Meiling, some high and mighty entrepreneur who had also been attending the conference. "Still, did it have to be such a huge lie? Many girls would be impressed by an accountant you know?" Eriol sighed, looking at his friend warily.

"She wouldn't be. These high class ladies need men who are serious Eriol. And accountant at someone else's law firm just wouldn't cut it" he replied, idly fiddling with his chocolate locks.

Eriol laughed to himself, his best friend showing signs that deep down inside was just a little boy wanting new toys to play with. "Is she worth it?" Eriol asked in earnest.

Syaoran offered him a sly grin. "Hell yeah!"


Meiling was as gorgeous as he remembered Syaoran had decided, arriving at their meeting spot a smooth ten minutes late. He would tell her it was because he had been caught up in a very important meeting, but the truth was he had been stuck picking out a tie. In the end he'd opted to go without, preferring to leave his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar. A suit jacket and trousers completed the look, and he had spent well over an hour on his 'fresh out of bed' hair.

"I was beginning to worry you wouldn't come" Meiling smiled as he sat himself down opposite her in the small, secluded booth she had chosen. She eyed him lazily and Syaoran was glad he had spent so much time getting ready. She seemed to be appreciating the effort.

"And ditch a gorgeous woman like you? How could I?" he smiled back, flashing perfectly white teeth. She responded with a batting of her long lashes and Syaoran couldn't help but stare. Meiling was dressed in a tight, blood-red, wrap around dress that hugged her body perfectly. Her black hair hung loose around her shoulders, the tips just brushing against her ample cleavage.

"Tell me about your work" Syaoran asked, only just managing to keep the desire out of his voice. A waitress came and took their drink orders before she began.

Meiling sighed almost out of boredom. "There isn't much to say. I designed my first office for my dad when I was around fourteen. At sixteen I was scouted by a local interior design group who offered me an apprenticeship and by twenty I had decided I could do it on my own. So I did" she stated matter-of-factly.

"Still" Syaoran said, picking up his glass slowly whilst never taking his eyes off her. "It's very impressive"

Meiling shrugged. "I guess you could look at it that way. I just see it as the natural progression in our line of work" She too sipped her drink, regarding his face for anything she could get from him. "So, tell me all about Li Marketing" she said, crossing her legs in a way guaranteed to draw attention to how long they were.

Syaoran paused. Syaoran panicked. Syaoran took a deep breath and lied. Lied and lied and lied. He must have talked to her about his imaginary company for well over an hour. It was addictive, creating his fantasy life. How he'd founded the company after his sister had seen his doodles and wanted them for her work. How he had fought hard against legal complaints, lack of office space and being the new kid in town. How he'd grown the company in such a short space of time, no one could possibly compete.

Meiling regarded him with a sultry gaze. "Fascinating" she began. "How hard it has been for you. How far you've come. And yet…" she trailed off, sipping her drink. "…I've never heard of you or your company"

Syaoran swallowed slowly. If he was feeling panicked and exposed, he didn't show it. Instead he offered her one of his most disarming smiles. "You haven't? I'm quite disappointed. Li Marketing is everywhere these days" he replied with ease. "Perhaps you simply missed it. Still, the company is bound to continue to grow. You'll see it eventually"

"Perhaps we can go back to your place and you can show me all the documents you have" she offered back. "Surely there's paperwork? I'm fascinated to see it"

Syaoran grinned. "Eager to get to my place are we?" he countered.

This visibly knocked Meiling, although she recovered quickly. "Not tonight. But perhaps you can give me a call and we can arrange it?"

As he watched her stand, Syaoran mentally kicked himself for not being quick enough. He kicked himself for how deep his lies were getting. He kicked himself for having spent far too much of the night talking about his fake company and not enough time working to get into Meiling's pants. He kicked himself for that most of all.

Still, ever the gentleman he stood and walked with her to the door, where her private driver was already waiting outside. They exchanged the usual goodbyes, kissed like they were alone and all too soon she was gone. Syaoran ran a hand through his hair as he fought to regain himself. The kiss had certainly left him wanting way more, but to get there he would have to produce evidence of Li Marketing. Evidence he didn't have.

Eriol would surely help him out. Right?


"HELL NO!"

"Oh come ooooooon Eriol. I'm desperate!"

"Damn right you're desperate. You'd have to be to go this far" he replied. It had been a whopping three days since Syaoran had gone on his date, a whole week since the conference and nothing but trouble the entire time. Syaoran had impressed the lovely Meiling with his talk of marketing, breaking into the big leagues and his extensive client list. Only, she hadn't been as easy to fool as other girls and now she wanted proof.

"She was asking about why she'd never heard of Li Marketing. I told her it was a surprise because we're everywhere, but I don't think that will hold. She wants evidence of the company's details. I just need you to make some fake documents that I can show her so she continues to believe me" Syaoran implored.

Eriol groaned as he crossed his office back and forth. Lying to the girl had been one thing, but forging documents? That was insane. "I just can't Syaoran. It's not right. You should just come clean to her now whilst you're not in that deep. If she likes you enough she'll overlook the lie"

But Syaoran had already formed the idea and would stick to it. Eriol knew that from the look of sheer determination that was written on his face. "I will tell her the truth, eventually. It's just this one last time. So she'll go on date number three. You know she'll be hooked by date three" Syaoran grinned.

Eriol knew all too well what date three meant. The women Syaoran dated were all the same: drawn in by his looks, charmed by his ways and usually high maintenance. They stuck around like parasites after date three, moving in, becoming needy and ultimately driving Syaoran mad until he found the next one, dumped the old and the whole cycle began again. Still, Eriol could feel himself giving in even before he said it. "It will need to be basic" he sighed.

"YES!" Syaoran smiled, jumping out of the chair he had perched himself on. "Just small things. An ownership statement, a business report. I can do the financial statement myself. It'll be great!"

Eriol nodded and began jotting down some notes. The sooner he got it done, the sooner Syaoran would be off his back.

"And I'm going to get an ad printed in the paper" Syaoran grinned. "Just a small one!" he added, having seen the sceptical look Eriol shot him. "You won't even notice it. But I'll point it out to Meiling and she will be super impressed!"

Eriol didn't even offer a response. "I'll have the papers to you by Friday" he muttered, tapping away at his computer. "And Syaoran?" he added "This is it"


"Li Marketing?" a raven-haired beauty read aloud as she rode the bus to work. "Highly-qualified. Worked with over 10,000 clients. Professional above all else. Sounds perfect" she grinned. "I wonder what Sakura will think"


xX I'm pretty sure you can all see where this is going xD Anyways let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions for the name, plots or things you wanna see then feel free to shoot them my way!