A/N : Hey guys! I'm back with another Syaoran and Sakura story. Sorry I went missing for about a year, well studies was in the way. So, I hope I improved my writing in this story. I do not own any of these characters etc., I just own the story. And trust me this one has both Sakura and Syaoran's point of view to satisfy all of you. Hope you enjoy chapter one then. And please leave me some reviews on whether you want me to continue this or not and where could I improve in this story. Comment what you want to read and I will consider.

Chapter 1

I sat there fidgeting. My mind ran over the conversation I just had with him again and again. My eyes stare right into the screen on my phone trying to remembering what I was supposed to do but my mind was clearly somewhere else or on something else. What could I say; it's been years since I talked with him. And from the conversation we just had, he definitely has not changed. Deep down I hope he did not.

I recalled the conversation again from the first sentence till the last word he said.

"Hello?" A male voice sounded through my phone. It was quite familiar but I couldn't quite remember where or when I heard it.

"Yes?" I answered softly, nervous.

"I'm calling to hire a nanny based on the ad posted on the Internet . I currently need a nanny urgently." He said hurriedly. He sounded like he was rushing to somewhere. I heard noises of traffic and people talking loudly.

"Oh, yes. Your name, sir?" I asked politely, trying to be quick in case he was busy somewhere.

"I'm Li Syaoran. You probably know me from business magazines ,IF you read them." He said ending with a light chuckle. Instead of chuckling back at his small joke, my mind completely froze. Syaoran? Why does he need a nanny? Thousands of questions ran through my mind in that one second. My hands tremble at the sound of his name. It really has been years.

"Hello? Are you still there?" Syaoran asked as there was a sudden silence between us.

"Ye..yes." I blurted out suddenly, finally breaking away from my train of thought. But inside I was nervous talking to him. I know this is stupid to think that I was nervous. But my tummy was flooding with butterflies. My hand grabbed tightly on my pencil skirt creating creases that were never there before.

"Oh I thought you weren't there. So what's your name, miss?" he asked back slowly. This time the background noises went silent all of the sudden. His voice became clearer and I could finally recognize that familiar voice of his. Although it has grown husky over the years, but I still could hear the playful tone of his.

"Fujiwara Yumiko." I spat, taking two combinations of what I saw in the ad on the table. I knew I should hide my real name from him. I couldn't afford to risk everything I did these past few years to avoid him be vanished in a mere conversation.

"So Fujiwara-san, will you take my request?" he asked once again. In my mind, I couldn't think of anything else.

"Sure. Please send your details to my e-mail. " Before my mind could register what I had just said, he hung up the phone. And there I was feeling guilty and worried over what I had done. It happened in a second and before I could react properly my unintentional words came out of my mouth. And that was the end of it.

Snapping back to reality once again, I sighed for the millionth time. What am I going to do with this job? My mind was in a mess and I knew the cure for it. At least a way to calm down my mind for a moment and think through everything. I stood from my seat and stride across the long hallways to the oaky door located at the end of the hallway; passing many clerks, designers, errand boys and workers.

Arriving upon the door, without knocking, I opened the door without hesitation. I know this is rude but the situation was urgent. Before me, there sat a long-haired beauty making calls on her smartphone. Her head went up when she heard a sudden intruder coming into her office. Purple orbs soften upon the intruder, a smile hung on her lips.

"Sakura, what brings you here in a hurry?" she asked putting down her work and concentrating all of her attention on the exhausted lady in front of her. I slowly walked to her desk panting and sat down with a plop on the big armchair in front of her desk.

"Tomoyo, serious problem here..." I said with a gasp and a pant.

"Then, what is the problem here?" she asked politely not once losing her composure. I calmed my rapid breaths and put on the most serious face I have.

"Your nanny ad that you dared me into. Someone answered to it." I whispered to Tomoyo, my face frowned. In contrast to my frown, Tomoyo smiled as an answer. I felt betrayed all of the sudden, but then it was a dare. I had to do it. And this is once again a mistake of mine to play dare games with Tomoyo.

"Stop smiling, Tomoyo. It's not funny at all." I spat to her leaning over to her across her desk. Unfortunately, she did not stop with just a small smile; she burst into loud laughter. I was shocked by her sudden outburst but I was nevertheless angry at her.

"Sorr…Sorry Sakura. I just….just can't st..stop laughing." Tomoyo said while laughing. She clutched her stomach, her face bursting with the colour of red.

"Tomoyo. Seriously, this isn't funny." I glared at the laughing girl as she tried to calm herself down. Then, the office was silent.

"Who is it, the person who hired you?" Tomoyo whispered to me. I blushed; thinking of the person who just called. Tomoyo smirked seeing me blush.

"Is it someone who is quite unexpected?" Tomoyo asked again with a sly smile after seeing my reaction. I shook my head and looked my best friend in her eyes.

"It's Syaoran."I muttered under my breath; still unable to believe it was him who called for nanny help. My heart fluttered; thinking how long it was since I've seen him. But then again my heart sunk; thinking of how his life was now. His married life with children.

"Hmmm. That's unexpected." Tomoyo said while she wondered about something else. The way she said it makes me feel that she knows more than I think. But then, I thought Tomoyo is always unpredictable; she knows a lot actually. The years when I am her best friend has proved a lot of weird situations and things, like she keeps track of everything I do no matter how I hide or cover it up. Tomoyo can be a scary person since she has lots of connections in the world due to her designer brand. After college, I was offered a job as her secretary since I had a secretarial degree. And Tomoyo can be a slave driver although I'm her best friend.

"You think it's unexpected? Well, that's a first." I said when I heard her words. Tomoyo expects everything. The day she unexpected something is when pigs fly. Tomoyo looked at me and shook her head then she sighed.

"Sakura, I'm not a superwoman, you know?" she said half-jokingly with a small smile hung on her lips. I nodded to her question.

"Well then, I guess you have to do it then." She said before I was about to protest on the job. Then, I was chased out of her office with an early paid salary. Tomoyo didn't asked anything more about Syaoran who hired me and that was very weird for always curious Tomoyo. I guess she must have want nothing to do with the guy's best friend after graduation in high school. His best friend once wrecked her heart. I gave a brief glance back at the office door behind me and smiled sadly. Then, without looking back, I walked away fists clenched tight.


I sat in my big old chair sighing. Just then, Wei called and the children are troublesome AGAIN. They scared their latest nanny into tears and she complained to Wei and quit the job. And Eriol just told me the program the company is working on has struck a dead end. Now, I'm having a splitting headache and problems to solve which I don't have the answer to. I repeatedly massaged my forehead while flipping through the job webpage on my computer.

Thank Kami, I saw the next nanny who is going to quit in a few days but I really have no time to take care of the children. Shuurei is a very troublesome boy that pranks anyone who he does not like while Maya is an antisocial girl who might have an imaginary friend. I sighed once again thinking of my dear yet problematic children. I wondered whether it was my genetic problem or was the children frustrated that their mother just went off with another man? My heart told me it was the latter.

Thinking back on my lavish wife, I could not blame her for leaving me. I was definitely not a good husband. The nights where her side was empty and cold were countless; I had to agree I was quite a workaholic. I always tried to blame myself for not being there for her and the children, but I knew there was nothing tying me down there. There was no chemistry between my sweet wife and me; the children never really loved me as their father. And it seems constant gifts and large amount of pocket money were not the way to bud a relationship.

I shook my head; now with Sayuri gone, there was nothing left for the children. I felt guilty. Bad memories from my childhood reappeared in my mind and I certainly dislike my own children experiencing the same sort of unhappy childhood.

Before I could keep on brooding over the past, my fingers dialled the number on the screen and waited for an answer. In a few seconds, a soft womanly voice answered the call.


I stood in front of two huge metal gates clutching my only suitcase tight. Tomoyo had given me a period of time to finish the dare. Taking a deep breath, I pressed the intercom; an old man spoke through the intercom and I could recognize the voice of Syaoran's loyal butler, Wei. The gates opened with a loud noise and I could finally take a view on the luxurious household.

I strode along the way to the front door of the huge mansion. My heart beat rapidly; I was definitely nervous on the first day of the job to the extent of my palms sweating. Soon, I arrived at the great door and it opened revealing Wei. He was shocked I could see although his face showed no great expression. His eyes stared widely at me while I tried to smile meekly.

"You are the new nanny, Sakura-san?" he asked in disbelief. I nodded like a criminal on trial. And then there was an awkward silence between us.

"Does Syaoran-sama know of this?" he asked again and I immediately looked up from the ground.

"No, Wei-san. I told him I was named Fujiwara Yumiko." I explained softly and I could see Wei's eyes soften on me. He knew what we been through and it was a pain in the past. He would understand my white lie.

"So you're staying as Fujiwara Yumiko then? Do you want to be addressed as Yumiko-san in the household?" he asked. I hesitated with my answer; I knew I should nod to this. But I also knew that I would not work well without my true name. I could imagine myself not responding to the name Yumiko.

"Seems like a problem, is it not? Well then, I shall tell the children your nickname is Sakura." Wei continued after seeing my hesitation. He even showed a small smile if I'm not mistaken. Then he opened the door for me to enter and took my suitcase while I observed the insides of his mansion.

It was decorated quite westernized with long pane windows that were covered with curtain. A big chandelier hung in the foyer which gave light in this stuffy house. Seeing Wei walked towards a hallway, I immediately followed. The hallways hung painted pictures and potraits of the family. I spotted one with just the couple; Syaoran was standing beside his wife with his hand around his wife's waist smiling subtly while his lovely wife was smiling from ear to ear glowing in happiness. In that moment, I felt my heart sunk into a dark abyss.

"Sakura-san, do you intend to stay long?" suddenly Wei's voice sounded in the empty hallways. I flinched upon his question. I knew I couldn't stay long for Syaoran would eventually know. And I don't even know his whereabouts now.

"Wei-san, where is Syaoran?" I answered by asking a question. His name sounded so strange coming from me since it's been a long time I mentioned it. But I missed the way his name sounded from my voice.

"Syaoran-sama does not live here unfortunately; he is working all hours in Hong Kong. He comes home to see the children on occasions and sometimes when the children asked for his presence." Wei answered sadly. I could see the furrow on his forehead complete with a frown upon his lips. It must be dreadful for the children to not see him every day. Why would he abandon his children like this? I asked myself knowing an answer will not be given.

"Since it's like this, I could stay until he is home. Or until I feel the need to leave." I whispered; pity forming in my heart for the children. Back a few months ago, Syaoran's wife went off with another man and they divorced. Custody of the children fell on Syaoran's hands as his wife seemed to not want the children in her newfound life. Kato Sayuri is one of the business tycoons' daughter. She was blessed with incredible beauty and for a business deal, Syaoran's mother arranged a marriage between her and Syaoran. She was a nice person from what the magazines wrote. But the marriage did not last long.

"Thank you, Sakura-san for your help with the children. They are in need of a motherly figure." Wei said with a small bow when we arrived at an oak door. He twisted the knob and opened the heavy door. Behind the door revealed a young boy sitting on a big armchair with a manga in his hands and further away was a little girl no more than four sitting on the carpeted floor playing her dolls. The children shared no conversation between each other like they were oblivious to each other's presence.

Both heads looked up when the door opened. Their big doe eyes stared at me as I stared at them. In a split second, a scowl formed on the boy's face as he continued his manga while the girl was still looking at me.

"Another new nanny to boss us around?" the boy muttered under his breath but loud enough for everybody to hear. I gulped when a giant lump formed on my throat. I can sense his hate towards me radiate through the room. Wei went in and invited me in the room.

"This is Shuurei-sama and Maya-sama." Wei ignored the boy's words and proceeded to introduce me to the children.

"Nice to meet you, Shuurei-kun and Maya-chan." I said trying to be cheerful to the kids. Both of them ignored my words and silence once again fell upon us.

"Shuurei-sama is seven years old while Maya-sama is still…" Wei continued to introduce them while I felt the air thicken in the room. The children seem to not welcome my presence here as a nanny. Not that I could blame them, their parents were selfish enough to leave them alone for the care of nannies while they abandon their duties as parents.

"Tell Otou-san that I do not need a nanny!" Shuurei-kun shouted across the room before Wei could finish his sentence. And then he stomped out of the room with his manga in hand and he managed to push me away as he past me by. I stumbled slightly due to his push but still I managed to hold my composure.

Wei sighed and shook his head. I looked at the retreating back of the young boy and knew that my stay here was going to be a challenge.

A/N: Okay, so here's the first short part of the story. Hope you guys like it. And please review if you want me to continue the story. I would appreciate your comments and sorry if I made any grammar mistakes. Well, it's been a long time since I wrote anything. That's it, enjoy!