OF SUAVE BUSINESS MEN AND EFFICIENT SECRETARIES
Author Janna
Anime
Card Captor Sakura
Genre Romance/ Business
Pairing Syaoran Li X Sakura Kinomoto
Rating T
Disclaimer
I'm just a poor person trying to create my story with the existing characters from Clamp's show, Card Captor Sakura. (wipes tears) Sole property rights go to Clamp. The standard disclaimers apply.
Summary
Secretary of a tycoon, Sakura, helps her boss Syaoran realize that there is a world outside other than business, accounts, profits and more business. In a unexpected way. For a pleasure read. Enjoy the mushiness.
Of Suave Business Men And Efficient Secretaries
CHAPTER 1
"And the last bachelor up for bids is…"
Syaoran tuned out the auctioneer's voice and wondered for the kazillionth time just how he had gotten roped into this. A bachelor auction was definitely not his style— not even on Valentine's Day. But, he reminded himself, this was for a good cause - charity. Yeah right. Sigh. Grimace.
Tugging at the collar of his stuffy suit, he shifted restlessly as the auctioneer continued his sales. This was so not his thing. Next time around – screw them. He would just donate money and get it over with. Not get auctioned for. Should he smile? Pose? He just didn't feel comfortable up on stage with a blinding spotlight shining on him. All he could feel was pity for the models around the world doing it for a living.
He hoped he didn't look as out of place as he felt. Li Syaoran never had to worry about anything. He threw things together and could manage to pull it off. Not that there was a variety for the to choose from in the first place. He was calm, cool, collected and confident. And oozed sexuality with a smile that could charm the wits of people, from a tantrum throwing three year old child to the stubborn colleagues, women of all classes unduly, to frail cross old men with shortest of tempers.
The auctioneer was driving up the bids—but all Syaoran could hear was the bellow of the crowd as women yelled out outrageous numbers and cheered each other on, screaming and eager to bid for the grand prize. He gave an inward shudder. The lights glaring at his face made it hard to see who was bidding, albeit in vain. Even if the lights were bearable, all he would see was masses of women, a sea of multi coloured hair of different varieties from curls to waves
Then, before he knew it, the gavel sounded signaling that he had been sold. Wait - He'd been sold! But to whom…?
He'd given Sakura, his secretary, explicit orders to outbid anyone else no matter what the outlay, but with the Watanabe deal about to reach vital dimensions, she could have been on the cell phone arranging a last conference. His efficient personal assistant might be capable of keeping his chaotic and hectic business dealings and associations in order, but even she couldn't organize his agenda and bid at one fell swoop.
"Congratulations," the auctioneer said with a perverted grin. "You went in for the most cash. Things got pretty intense there at the end." The man glanced at Syaoran's dark blue jacket and shook his head wearily. "Women have a thing for men in suits I guess."
Syaoran shrugged nonchantly, not really wanting to say just exactly what he thought about all the women there bidding for him. He shuddered inwardly at the thought of all that could happen. Even the cruel, ruthless business magnate could feel fear about the situation and could be fully sympathized with.
Syaoran stepped off the arena and into the crowd of women flocking all around him literally begging for his attention. He ignored them as he searched for a petite, slender auburn head with a mobile in one hand and a Palmtop in the other talking rapidly into the cell phone and checking her time and typing away at the tiny computer. He found her by the side of the podium. As he approached, she tore off a check leaflet and handed it to the lady who seemed to be in charge.
He grinned in relief. "I thought you might be on the cell phone, setting up the Watanabe summit and forget to attend the auction."
Sakura lifted a cynical eyebrow, turned to the woman and accepted the receipt and tucked it into her large shoulder briefcase which was on the verge of bursting. "I took that call while we worked our way through the traffic and got here in time for buying you. You're flying out to see Watanabe Lenn first thing Monday morning. I've arranged for Eriol to review the initial offer and I've put off the press conference until Wednesday. If the conference goes well, we'll have it. The deal will be sealed. If not, there's ample of time to cancel it. Anyway your dirty deed is done."
She rattled off the remaining of the preparations, arrangements she'd made while he'd been busy preparing to be sold to the highest bidder.
As always, her efficiency and orderliness impressed him. When his assistant of ten years had retired nearly nine months ago to spend more time with her husband, children and grandchildren, he'd doubted she could be replaced. But Kaho Kazuki's last act had been to find him Sakura. With his mother and his four sisters approving the choice.
Kinomoto Sakura was the daughter of Li Yelan's best friend, the late Kinomoto Nadeshiko and one of Xenon Li's business partner and close ally Kinomoto Fujitaka.
Her brother, Kinomoto Touya a business man, taking after his famed father, was married to his cousin, Meiling and they even had a cute son, Rei.
He had seen only glimpses of her in the occasions - which she had meticulously planned with his sisters and Meiling - and had only heard news pieces of her gift of competence and abilities.
At first he'd balked at the idea of a pretty young woman in her twenties sitting in the office next to his. His P.A. (personal assistant) had to travel with him wherever he went, whenever he went, be available seven days a week without grudges and complaints and by and large keep his life in order.
Foolish young women who were only interested in the latest fashions, worried about breaking her nails and mussing her hair or finding a man quick and easy did not apply for the above mentioned job.
He needed a woman who would work as hard as he did, late nights included and weekends completely forgotten and be confident and qualified enough to tackle people, canvassing them neat and clean, with tact and intelligence and with a brain in the head between the ears that too in pucca working conditions.
But despite his misgivings and uncertainties, Sakura had proved herself to be even better than the best, than he'd thought possible. Without her, keeping his life running smoothly, Li Industries Inc. would not be on the verge of closing a multi-trillion-dollar deal.
He glanced at the well-dressed throng of people swarming around the place. "Come on. Let's get out of here lest they rope us into staying for lunch."