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Sakura's POV

Naruto is so weird. We have been friends for months now, and suddenly wasn't a good friend to me.

If he was a good friend, he would want me to forget all my worries right? Well that's what I'm trying to do. Then he just lifted me bridal style, to carry me home, I think.

And for some unknown reason, his face was getting redder and redder, and when he caught me looking at him, he had to turn away.

I closed my eyes for awhile, and imagined it was Syaoran carrying me instead of Naruto.

"Hey, Sakura? Can I put you down on that bench there? Who knew you could be so heavy when you appear so slim? Oi, Sakura?"

It was such a typical Syaoran question that I looked up.

And saw him staring back at me.

He put me down on the bench carefully, then his eyes widened, shocked.

Because I had pulled down his head and started kissing him.

The kiss became something a little deeper, and I found myself unbuttoning his shirt. He was trying to inch away, but I felt strong then, and circled my arms around him, forcing him to press against my chest while kissing down his neck.

I couldn't help moaning, "Oh Syaoran…"

Looking bewildered, he jerked back as though he had been struck, and shook me off harshly.

I think he walked away, but my eyes were blurring and just like that, I was asleep.

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Eriol's POV

I just had the biggest shock of my life.

Or should I say shocks.

Firstly, my close friend Syaoran turns up in my house and tells me he has a fiancée, who is unknown to the world of mankind –ok only my entire school but argh still-

Then, because I had didn't want to listen to Syaoran's sobbing or what he calls "I'm discreetly coughing into my little handkerchief, and my eyes are shiny because I'm sensitive to the light" thing, I gave him a movie to watch and cry over and left.

So when I'm walking to Sakura's house to see what she thinks, I find out a little too much.

Because I saw her kissing Naruto on a bench in an alley.

Yes, trying to give her first time to someone like Naruto and making out on a bench. Unromantic, much?

I really didn't know what to do so I just ducked my head away, turned back and walked to where some buildings managed to block my view.

Well, I kept myself busy by looking into some books in a nearby shop and guess what, being the nerd, I was so absorbed in a damn book that five minutes, five supposedly tensing minutes, were gone.

After I had gone back to the alley, what did I see?

Sakura on the bench alone.

I don't think I have a dirty mind, but a million thoughts went through it as I analyzed the situation while walking up to her.

Her hair was messed up, but luckily for Syaoran, her shirt and skirt were both untouched and both looked as though they did not manage to get some action that night.

So I deduced that no one did anything they would regret later, and seeing that Naruto was no where around, I lifted Sakura up and with a lot of difficulty, sorta half carried and half dragged her towards her house. God, to think she was so heavy.

Then suddenly, a hand lands on my shoulder and some deep dark voice said, "what do you think you are doing, buster?"

Now, I'm not a cowardly person, but I was thinking up images of hell.

"Oh! It's you, Eriol. You really scared me. I thought there was some stranger that wanted to drag her home. Erm, you look like you need some help. Want me to carry her for you?" Naruto said, looking really surprised, and holding his hands out.

Well, since he wanted to carry this heavy load, I deposited her in his hands, and looked him up and down, especially at the zip of his pants.

Naruto look at me curiously and asked, "What are you doing? You look like you want to grope me or something."

"Funny, I thought I just saw you doing the same thing to her just a few minutes ago." I retorted sharply, regretting it immediately. "Mind telling me what happened?" I asked, trying to adopt a softer attitude.

He stared at me for awhile, while carrying Sakura –like a bride, I noted- and finally answered, "Fine. But once we reach Sakura's home, no more talk about this."

Ooh. I'm going to find out more about that juicy kiss, without more "coughing" and "sensitive eyes".

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Naruto's POV

Damn her.

That was what I first thought about Sakura, after what she did and said.

How could she do this to me?

I know, she was drunk and all, so she probably didn't know what the hell she was doing and obviously, had no idea who she was with.

Okay, this was what happened:

First, I carried her out of the stupid pub in the best way I could manage without tipping her off. Then halfway to her house, I had to stop and rest, because of her weight, so I set her down on a bench. And she reaches up to pull me down…

Lets get this straight: I did not do a THING to make her kiss me. What, you mean by putting someone on a bench could cause someone to kiss that person so damn passionately that people would turn red if they saw you?

Hey, another thing, I did try to move away. Yeah I liked her, the way she looked, but dude, Syaoran would kill me if I tried to touch her in that way. Anyway, I knew if she did it with me, it was only because she thought I was Syaoran.

So it would simply make her, my good friend extremely regrettable, and make me a freaking substitute for a pretty boy.

After all this happened, Eriol just happened to stroll by and tried to drag Sakura home. I guess I knew what it looked like from his view:

A drunk, sexy girl on a bench in a dark alley, late in the night, alone with a guy known for fooling around? It paints only one picture, ain't I right?

Man, my counselor would have plenty to say about this. I hope she doesn't make me tell everyone bout this, or prescribe me some of those pills again.

Even before Eriol asked, I knew I had to tell him about what happened sooner or later anyway.

So even though I had to concentrate on carrying this -how many pounds- girl home, I told him about what happened. Still, the deal was that no more would be said once we got to her house, which was pretty near.

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Hinata's POV

The way I met him was not the typical romantic way of knocking into him and spilling coffee over his shirt and then staring into his electric eyes or whatever.

Two years ago...

I had had a horrible day.

When I woke up, I had stepped out of bed and then, fell over immediately by slipping on a banana skin.

Yes, a banana skin, for crying out loud. Probably thrown by the monkeys living near our countryside house.

Then Father decides to pay my room a visit on the only one day that I did not appear to be doing yoga, and doing the job of lying on the floor in a weird way instead.

He looked at me, shaking his head, and looked away, saying "I hope you remember today is that day. Be there early. Oh by the way, today is the maids off day."

And he was gone, reminding me that to him, I was just a dog.

Haha, in other words, I'm a bitch. So it's ok for me to act like one too, right?

After that, when I walk out of my room still in the morning state, I realized Hanabi had brought her friends over, and had "forgotten" to tell me.

"See, I told you I didn't look like anyone in my family!" laughed Hanabi, flashing me a wink in her smart, chic attire.

And her also smart, chic friends, with some rather hot guys I noted, titter and laugh, like it's the funniest joke in the world, even though, yeah, its so not.

Hey, everyone looks dumb in the morning when they just wake up. It's like a sort of Mother Nature's rule.

When I reach the kitchen and open the fridge to find something to eat, nothing is in there. Or at least nothing edible. I think I spotted some three month old cheesecake in there before I closed it.

So, I just walk into the bathroom take a bath first to calm my frazzled nerves and realize today is rationing day. Aka, the no water day in my city, to savewater. So I had to take some water from the well to shower, and when I finished, heard her friends saying, "she could have just swam in that lake over there right?"

By the time I was presentable for my counseling session, I was so freaking irritated and annoyed that when I walked out of the house, her friends actually stopped talking to look at me.

I walked to the row of bakery shops nearby and stepped into my favorite one. Inhaling all the fresh aromas of the bread, I looked for the cupcake I liked best: a blueberry muffin topped with a bit of sugar. Spotting that section, I reached for the very last one then, another hand grabbed it.

"Hey! Give me that! Look I'm having a bad day, alright? I'll pay you two bucks extra to have that." I cried, turning to face him. A second later, even with my handicap of slight blindness, I was staring into the most beautiful pair of cerulean eyes I had ever seen.

Then his obnoxious voice spoilt it all, saying, "No way. I'm having a bad day too. Why should I let you have it just cause you have money to waste. Get another muffin."

I let his eyes rest on my face, knowing that once he knows he was talking to the daughter of the Hyuuga company, he would back off.

"What'cha staring at, freak? Get lost! You may be hot, but that don't mean you can stare at me with that stupid smirk," he said, staring at my expression.

I was shocked. This guy was gorgeous, with spiky blond hair and sapphire blue eyes, but hell, who knew one could be so ignorant? To jog his memory, I gave him a hint, "By the way, I'm Hyuuga Hinata, daughter of president of the Hyuuga Company. Do you still want that muffin?"

Silence ensued.

"Hell, yeah! I don't really need info about you to make this decision. I'M TAKING THIS MUFFIN. Get over it." Then he took a big bite out of my muffin and left me standing there, gaping like an idiot.

Back to the present

Yeah, so that's how we met. I never stopped thinking bout him, the guy who didn't know and didn't care who I was.

Then after a few weeks, he turned up for the same counseling sessions as me. Or what they call "group sharing meetings". He had sadly forgotten who I was.

But, you can't make me not unlove him.

And you definitely cannot make me love my fiancé.

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Sakura's POV

I woke up with a splitting headache. Gosh, it hurt so much.

Then I recalled my drinking yesterday, and realized I was having a hangover.

Hmm, I wonder who brought me home. Crap, I don't remember…oh well. At least I didn't have one night stand or anything.

The doorbell is ringing of the hook. "Sakura! Open the door, dammit! Don't make me kick it down! OI!"

Argh, trust Tomoyo to be an early bird on the only day I'm not. "Stop ringing that stupid doorbell! I'm coming!"

Opening it, I find a beaming Tomoyo, who cried, "YOUR OKAY! Thank God! I called Naruto so many times, but he never answered his cell. Was he the one that sent you home?"

A blurry image of Naruto blushing flashed into my mind.

"Err, yeah he did. Was this why you rushed here so early in the morning?" Glancing at the clock, I realized it was already noon.

"Wait, can we go in to talk? I mean, I need a drink and a rest. I ran all the way from my house ok…" She rambled on and on while I led her inside.

Then I caught a few words.

"WHAT?!"

Tomoyo looked at me carefully and weighed the options she had in her mind.

Then she said slowly once more, "Sakura, Syaoran said he was going to meet his fiancée for the first time today, near the park in the net café."

I slowly absorbed this information. He hadn't even seen her before and he was going to marry her?!

"And, he asked if any of us would like to go along. Namely, Naruto, Eriol, you and I. He specifically meant you though. So umm, would you like to go?"

I took about a minute or two to understand this. But my answer was clear.

"DUH! Of course I want to go! I mean it's the fiancée we're talking about! Oh hell, when is it? Tell me! What should I wear? Ouch!" I was painfully reminded of my hangover.

Tomoyo answered, "Which is why I ran here when you didn't pick up the phone. They are going to meet up for lunch, at around 30 minutes from now. Hurry up, ok? You go take a refreshing hot bath, and I'll lay out your clothes. Go, now!"

And that was how my day started.

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Syaoran's POV

Two days ago, I had the biggest shock of my life when my dad told me that I had a fiancée in some part of the world.

Yesterday, I proceeded to tell my best friend in the entire universe, and made her break down.

And today, my fiancée calls me up and asks to meet me.

Oh yes indeed, this is all part of what my father calls, "A normal life"

If I had a normal life, I would say "whoopee!"

And since there is no way I'd ever say that, I will never have a normal life.

Even when I was younger, the life I led wasn't normal. I mean, my father being head policeman of the city I was in and all, and that people were always trying to kill me so they could weaken him.

Which is basically why my mum died. All because some enemy of my dad introduced her into the world of drugs, and to get her into debt.

That's why I never dared tell Sakura how I felt. What if one day his enemies hunted her down just to make my dad feel guilty? The reason I have only a few friends, the ones that I can trust with my life, and that I live alone is all my dad's fault.

I can't deny the fact that my father really tried to give me a normal life, even if it turned out to be a normal lonely life without any parents. But his efforts were all very much in vain, because he couldn't stop his son betrothed to a girl?

God. And now, my fiancée wants to meet up with me in my city?

How did she even get my number? Crap, which means her father has known where I lived all this time. I need to tell Dad.

Picking up my phone from my bed, I dialed his number, punching the buttons, and waited.

When he picked up, I shouted, "Dad, I know you've got a lot on your hands now. But Hyuuga knows where I live. And Hinata is coming to meet me today. Tell me what to do!"

"My son, of course the Hyuuga family knows where you live in. don't worry, you're not in any danger. They are not targeting us now. And about Hinata, just treat her like any other date. Don't worry. I heard she's hot, by the way, but if she gets angry, her veins pops out, so…"

I hung up, and my phone started ringing again, so I picked it up, saying, "Ok, dad, I know what to do! You're not going to tell me all about her boobs and ass, are you?"

"…"

"Hi, is that Syaoran talking?"

Oh shit, it was Eriol.

So I took a deep breath and said in a highly fake cheery voice, "HE-loo Eriol! How are you doing? Erm, about what I just said. It was something meant for my dad to hear."

"No prob dude. Hey I have got to tell you something bout Sakura. Yesterday I saw her…"

"Sorry, but I need to go…do something. Erm, I just want you to know that my fiancée, Hinata, is going to meet me today, in the café near the park, at 12.30 noon for lunch. You can come along if you want. I mean, the more the merrier, right? Haha, ok I really have to go. And the boobs thing? It was a joke only, ok? Don't tell Sakura. Bye."

Shutting my phone, I turned on my laptop, or should I say, the one my father "lost".

It was time to get to know Hinata a little better, through the police network.

So what's going to happen when they all meet up? Will Sakura break down? Will Eriol reveal what he knows about the kiss? Read more!

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Author's note: Sorry I took so long to update, but I'm having my exams and all. They just ended yesterday, so don't worry, I can update faster now. I was planning to include Tomoyo's thoughts, but it would have been too long. So its going into the next chapt.