Valkyrie85: Hello! I didn't want you guys to wait until Friday to read this boring chapter and then find it disappointing and worthless of your time, so I decided to upload this one now and then the third chapter next Friday. From that point on, I will remain to a weekly schedule. ENJOY!

Chapter 2


Even though it was only the beginning of June and Sakura's training sessions didn't start until the beginning of July, she immediately made plans to tour around Tokyo General Hospital after she settled down in Japan.

Today, she left Tomoyo's mansion early in the morning and then took the bus to Tokyo General Hospital, which consisted of a group of very tall buildings located 30 minutes away from where she lived.

After she arrived there, she strolled around the campus to get acquainted to it so that on the first day of her training, she wasn't going to mess up. During her tour around, she even took some important notes about the hospital and how a normal day at the hospital would function. Sakura knew her performance during the training sessions was going to affect her future; therefore, she was going to treat it even more seriously than she usually did with her work.


Syaoran just finished filming two scenes for his new movie, "Down in Heaven." He was on lunch break and decided to spend some quiet time in his own dressing room to memorize the script.

Being the arrogant, selfish, immature smart-ass wanabe that he was, he was actually very serious about his career. He transformed into a completely different person when he worked.

Syaoran expected himself to be perfect in his job. It wasn't enough to do everything just to the best of his abilities. He had to be perfect, which was why when the old conversation with Eriol replayed inside his head, he immediately stopped memorizing in order to find a solution.

"Your acting may be great, but if people look deeper into it, all they see is emptiness. There's absolutely no…emotions beneath your physical features. Even though you do have expressions physically, deep inside is all empty. Do you get what I mean?"

Syaoran shook his head.

"It's like when I smile," Eriol said and demonstrated a smile, "I may have a smile on my face but inside, I'm not really smiling because I'm not happy. Now though," he demonstrated another smile, "I am actually smiling because I'm happy. You can even tell through my eyes."

Syaoran nodded slowly, trying to comprehend.

"But why should we worry about these comments? There are ones like these all the time!" Syaoran asked.

"That's right but this problem is actually very serious. As you act in more films, people will start to notice this problem more often. This problem is what differentiates an idol actor with only a pretty face but no talents from a true actor with great talents. We have noticed this problem a long time ago. So, what we want to do now is to help you improve, by giving you more practices."

No matter how hard he tried to 'convey' those deep emotions during filming today, the director said he couldn't feel any from him.

He wanted to improve because he knew that if he didn't, the problem would be discussed more often by his fans until they were going to stop supporting him.

Then, it would be the end of his career. His parents would go back to looking down on him, just like when Syaoran first entered the industry with no money or fame.

He didn't want to lose his acting career and go back to his parents' company…That just wasn't his goal in life.

As Syaoran occupied himself in deep thoughts, someone pushed the dressing room door open and entered. It was a petite 35-year-old woman, called Fukuoka Hikari. She was a fierce single-mother with a five-year-old daughter and was hired by Eriol to manage Syaoran's showbiz when he got promoted to become an executive.

She was, at the time, working numerous part-time jobs to support her child. Now, with only one job she earned enough for both her daughter and she to live in a nice rented home and have an average life.

Hikari was extremely thankful of Eriol, so she promised to help him keep Syaoran on track while Eriol worked on other things at the company. She took care of Syaoran's businesses, while Eriol was actually the one who made all the big decisions.

"Daidouji Inc. called to ask you if you could have dinner with the CEO. Apparently, she's got some matter to discuss with you," Hikari said as she walked towards Syaoran.

Syaoran frowned. He didn't like to be bothered when he was memorizing his script, but Hikari always come at this time, even though she knew that as well. Because Hikari was like a sister to Syaoran and he knew that most of the things she did or said were for a good purpose, he couldn't get mad at her.

"I've never even heard of the company, Hikari." Looked like this was one of the rare unimportant businesses that she messed up on.

"Are you sure? Sure it doesn't click in your head…? D-A-I-D-O-U-J-I?" Hikari asked as if she was expecting something.

Daidouji. Daidouji. Then it clicked. Daidouji was the last name of a woman who was a great business partner with his parents.

"Aw shit," he said.

"If you find it so troublesome, then don't do it. It's up to you," Hikari told him. A smile appeared on her face.

Syaoran's frown deepened. "Do you think I want that old man waiting at my doorstep tonight? I'm not about to have him come down from Hong Kong to make my life like hell!"

Hikari enjoyed these moments when felt threatened. She knew about the situation between Syaoran and his parents in Hong Kong.

He had ditched his parents' company and came to Japan to begin his career in the entertainment industry 4 years ago, much against his parents' will. They kept on bothering him at first but then slightly loosened up due to their busy business.

"Alright, then the dinner meeting will be at 'Thousand Island' in three days, at 6:00 p.m. Don't be late, or else he might actually come down!" Hikari teased and then left the room.

"Shit!"


Sakura hopped on a bus that went straight to the restaurant where she was going to have dinner with Aunt Sonomi and Tomoyo. She spotted a seat near the back of the bus and then sat down. As she did so, she felt the muscles in her leg loosen up from all the walking she did at the hospital, today.

Then, she took out a magazine from her bag and started reading it. The cover page had a very good-looking man, probably in his mid-20s, posing. He had messy chocolate-coloured hair and shiny amber eyes covered by thick layers of lashes. He had a beautiful, perfect tall nose and lips that weren't too thin or too thick. His high-cheek-boned face overall was so perfect, he looked like a God. Sakura stared at the cover for lengthy amount of time.

"He's so perfect. It's probably all photoshoped," she said softly to herself but her eyes remained still on the page.

"You don't come here often do you, miss?" a woman beside her asked. Sakura shook her head.

"Well, Li Syaoran is all natural. If you see him on TV or in person, you will know what I mean. There were some articles that said he's actually one of the few male stars who don't usually have a lot of makeup on." She looked dreamily at Syaoran's picture as she spoke.

Li Syaoran…It was the star that Tomoyo wanted to have as her male model! Sakura thought.

"Oh really?" Sakura asked, exaggerating her surprise. The woman smiled and went back to fixing her makeup. Sakura was amazed at how such a young star like he would have fans of her age. Wasn't he just an idol with a pretty face and no talents? Apparently, he wasn't because typical pretty boys only had the support of teenage girls.

She turned the pages to find the article about Li Syaoran. Its title was "Best Actor of the Year." The article talked about Syaoran bringing home two Best Actor of the Year award for two years in a row. He was the first youngest star to ever do that. On the bottom of the article, it was concluded with pictures of him on the red carpet.

From them, Sakura could tell that the man had very good taste in fashion. During the summer film festival in 2009, he wore a pair of gray caprice with a navy v-neck short sleeves and white flip flops. His hair was, as usual, messily styled.

As Sakura turned the page, something caught her eyes, again. It was yet another article about Syaoran but this one had titles in bold red. "Syaoran Admitted to Dating Six or Seven Women in the Past Two Years!"

In the article, it mentioned the interview Syaoran had with Aya about his love life as a player. On the bottom of the page, there were pictures of him and his various girlfriends, taken by paparazzi.

After Sakura read the article, she was disgusted by him. Any of her previous admiration for his looks and talents got thrown into the bottomless ocean. She wondered why Tomoyo wanted to have him model for her. He was the type of man Sakura hated the most. He was arrogant and irresponsible.


"Sakura will be modeling for you?" Tomoyo's mother, Daidouji Sonomi, asked excitedly. Her short haircut flew up as she spoke. She was a stylish businesswoman with bold red lips.

"Yes, mother. Sakura agreed to be my female model. Now, all I need is to find the male one," Tomoyo replied.

"And who would that be?"

An image of Li Syaoran flew into Sakura's head. "Li Syaoran," Tomoyo replied proudly. Sakura wanted to tell Tomoyo that he was a bad choice but her conscience didn't allow it to happen.

"That's good child." Sonomi leaned in closer towards Sakura and Tomoyo as she studied Sakura's face dreamily.

"Sakura's definitely inherited the model features from her mother," she smiled and said. "Your mother was beautiful. She used to be a part-time model before your entire family moved to the States."

Sakura nodded happily. Though sometimes she felt insecure for not having any old memories, she liked listening to stories from her past: ones about her childhood, her family, and especially her deceased mother, who Sakura had only heard stories of but never seen.

At times, Sakura blamed herself for not feeling sad about her mother's death. Sure, it seemed unfair to her that after she'd lost all her memories and past feelings for the ones she'd loved. But, she felt that she wasn't being a good daughter for treating her mother's death so lightly, regardless.

Today, however, she decided to not let those troubling worries get to her. For the rest of the dinner, Sonomi and Tomoyo shared their stories with Sakura of her beautiful mother.


Valkyrie85:

I know. I know. The chapter had pretty much the same purpose as the first one, which was to introduce the main characters. I'm sorry that the good stuff is taking so long to happen. Thank you for reading this chapter! Now, we can finally get onto the fun stuff! Review please!