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Anyway, I'm sorry for any grammatical errors, I'm trying to fix it. Well here's the second chapter. Your comments are so welcome! God bless you! Enjoy the story ne…
What Miracles Are Made Of – Chapter 2: "Chance Meeting"
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Narita Airport.
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A girl dressed in white blouse, tight blue jeans, and sneakers carried her suitcase. Her honey brown hair was tied in a ponytail and her face looked bright, but also nervous. "Please wish me luck," she said to the people standing before her, smiling sweetly.
"Sakura-chan, I'm gonna miss ya a lot," Tomoyo said with tearful eyes, and she meant that. She hugged her best friend one last time before the plane took off.
"It's only 2 years. Besides, I'll be back when holiday comes. We still can contact each other by phone, e-mail, or letter," Sakura said, hugging back. She then turned to face her family.
"Good luck, my cherry blossom. Your mother must be very proud of you." Fujitaka smiled to his daughter, making her feel like crying, but she knew it wasn't the right time for it so that she just nodded slowly.
"Otoosan." She hugged Fujitaka tightly when Touya's voice interrupted.
"Just make sure, Kaijuu, you're not gonna destroy the beautiful and magnificent London city." Touya smirked at her, making her stick out her tongue.
"Mouu! I - am - not - kaijuu!" Sakura nearly shouted, she emphasized the word 'not'. She really wanted to punch her brother at that time. Is that all he wants to say at my departure? Can't he say something else? Impossible!
"Well, since the kaijuu is finally one step closer to her dreams, congrats! Just be a good girl and take care, Sakura," Touya said, making Sakura smile widely. Yes, she's exactly one step closer to what she had been dreaming of.
"Hai! Wakarimashita. Don't worry, I'll do my best," she answered, hugging Touya. Fujitaka chuckled lightly seeing his children. She pulled off her brother and turned to her friends. "Guys, I'm going to London!" she said excitedly.
"Hai hai Sakura, we know what exactly you're looking for in there. I still can remember what it's like when you had just exited the principal office and told us the news, you're almost fainted." Chiharu laughed while the others nodded in agreement.
"You're so lucky Sakura, we wish you luck." Naoko winked to her, she had to admit that she envied Sakura.
"Thanks."
"Sakura, promise me you won't forget us ne?" Rika said jokingly; Sakura shook her head.
"Of course I won't." Sakura laughed at how ridiculous it was to forget them. "Oh arigatou gozaimasu! You guys are awesome!" She hugged the three of them at one blow.
"Sakura," someone called her suddenly. Sakura turned her head only to find a handsome guy standing. It seemed that he had just run because he still managed to catch his breath.
"Yahiko?" She was startled seeing him there. "How did you kno—" She was just about to ask when he pulled her to him, which made her gasp.
"Yokatta. I thought the plane had taken off already and I would never see you again." He hugged her, looking so relieved. The others could only stared at them openmouthed, except Touya who was glaring sharply and Fujitaka who still looked calm.
"Yahiko."
"Ah, gomennasai." Yahiko pulled her off, realizing what he had just done. Sakura blushed. "So, you're about to go?" he asked.
"Ah right," Sakura answered. "Thanks for coming here." She smiled sweetly, a smile which could make a guy's heart melted, and turned her heels to go get her suitcase.
"Matte!" Yahiko called and gripped her right hand before she walked further. At first, it looked like he was going to tell something, but apparently he said, "Take care."
"Yea, I will." She smiled softly.
Tomoyo and the other girls sighed, looking at the two of them dreamily. "If I were Sakura, I wouldn't leave a perfect guy like that. I would prefer staying in this city," Tomoyo whispered, the others agreed. They couldn't help but think why Sakura refused Yahiko.
"Even so, he still cared about her and he's so sweet," Chiharu also commented.
"Hey, who's your boyfriend?" Naoko reminded her.
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3 days later.
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Inside Li resident, the superstar was having a backtalk with his cousins.
"Syaoran, you are not hanging around with that bitch, are you?" Mei Lin asked furiously. They were sitting at the luxuriant living room.
Syaoran looked annoyed. "What's your problem? As if it's your business," he replied with a smirk.
Mei Lin glared at him, he really struck at her nerves. "Coz if you ain't her man it's 'aight, but if you are then I'm gonna throw your sorry ass back to HK," she said, making Syaoran jump.
"Hell no. Well, you better not cause the answer is 'no'," Syaoran told coolly, looking back at the newspaper he had been reading.
"Don't blame me. It's up to Aunt Yelen. You know, she doesn't want any newspaper to expose her son's unhealthy love affair with a loser who only wants your money and popularity. She'd rather stop your career than have a heart attack every time she finds out that," Mei Lin explained matter-of-factly.
"What are you? A bodyguard sent by my mom?" Syaoran tossed the newspaper onto the table. His arms were crossed on his chest. Shit, can't I have a normal life?
Mei Lin put her hand on her chin, "Uumm.. I sorta think so." Syaoran was about to open his mouth when somebody walked on.
"Syao, don't give that frown. Why is it?" the guy asked, but Syaoran didn't answer.
"Heyyy Eriol, we were just talking 'bout that Vanessa girl who he claimed not as a girlfriend," Mei lin answered, she emphasized the word 'not'. "When did you arrive, anyway? Just edged out of another race eh?" she asked.
"Uh huh. I got another ten seconds car." Eriol smirked while Mei Lin's eyes widened.
"Holy shit!" she cursed under her breath. "Let me drive and I'll get you another one, wanna blow the game," she told Eriol, but he just shook his head in disbelieve.
"You wanna beat those goddam street racers? I bet, you'll ended up with a ten minutes car." With that said, Syaoran walked off the living room.
"You...!" Mei Lin yelled angrily, her cheeks were as red as a boiled crab. "Syao, you're so mean. Don't you know that we'll be paired as the main characters on the upcoming movie?" she added.
Syaoran came to a halt and turned around. "It's not settled yet, silly. You're suited for martial arts pro, not sweet innocent girl. You're just so." He laughed while Eriol chuckled at his words.
Mei Lin, on the other hand, clenched her teeth. "Huuuhhhh! Impossible! I'm not gonna let that girl get that title role," she shouted in Chinese; Eriol winced a little. "Are you going somewhere? Retake at WB studio, I suppose?" she asked, now in English again.
"Nope, I'm kinda bored. I'm gonna take a walk in the city," he answered truthfully, making his two cousins' jaws drop.
"Whatttt? Today? At this time? The streets are crowded with people!" Eriol told him, but he just walked off.
"Xiaolang! Disguise and take ur bodyguards with ya! You're totally out of mind!" Mei Lin shouted, more like commanded. She thought that his fans that were waiting outside the studio would be really disappointed for he cancelled the photograph.
"I know!" he answered lazily before disappearing around the corner.
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2 hours later.
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Sakura was walking along the pavement when she recognized that her watch had indicated 2 o'clock in the afternoon. "Great, 15 minutes to the photograph," she whispered in her heart. She was on the way to the Warner Bros Studio, where she could meet her most wanted-to-see person. I was too fussing around with what clothes I should wear, now I'm gonna be late. This is the most important day of my life!
Yes, she really was looking forward to see Syaoran so that she spent 2 hours only to chose the best suit, and the result was she looked really pretty. She wore a lovely baby pink blouse and cardigan and skirt that matched the color. She only used the hairpin to let her beautiful long honey brown hair reached her shoulder, and her bangs hung lovely above her brilliant emerald eyes. The suit looked perfect with the white cute belt and shoes. That's why British guys on the street were drooling over her.
God, I still can't believe that I'm walking in London city.
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Syaoran.
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He was dressed in a black T-shirt, khaki pants, and sneakers. What made the people didn't recognize that he's Li Syaoran was the sunglasses, hairstyle, hair color, and cap. He had a professional stylist who he could count on. His chestnut hair was changed into a black one and a bit messier than before. Plus, he had spurious whiskers on his face, even his mother might be tricked.
Just in case, two bodyguards followed him. They were looking for any signal of paparazzi or reporter. He really enjoyed walking along the street, that's understandable. It had been a long time for him to explore the city.
Man, this is cool. I should have done this disguise thing more often… He thought, sipping his soda, looking so relaxed. But, he had to watch out. I guess I'll die if I get caught.
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Sakura.
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She walked faster than before. "Hope I took the right way." She bumped into several people because she was such in a hurry. "Sorry," she apologized, but didn't stop her footsteps.
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Syaoran.
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While he was passing a line of stores, his cell phone rang. He took it immediately from his pocket and his eyes widened when he saw his mother's number on the screen.
"Mother."
"Xiaolang! Where are you now?" came Yelen's voice.
"Well, er…" He was trying to find a proper answer. "Well, I'm on my way home. The retake is cancelled and I just dropped by to my friend's hou—" He didn't pay attention to his front so that he bumped into someone quiet hard and both of them fell down.
"Aahhh!" The girl who he just bumped into was startled as she looked at her blouse which was soaked of his drink.
"I'm sorry!" Syaoran apologized directly and when he looked up to see the girl he almost thought that he saw an angel. He looked into her beautiful eyes and his heart beat twice, how he really wanted to take off his glasses so that he could see more of her beauty. His cell phone was still lying on the pavement; he could hardly hear Yelen called from the other line.
"I'll call you later, mother." He ignored and hung up the phone. He glanced at the bodyguards a few meters behind and realized that they were ready to handle it if he got caught. He sent a code signaling that it's not that big deal. "My apologize, Miss." He stood up and raised his hand to help the girl.
The girl stood up difficultly, still trying to wash out her blouse of the stain. "It's okay." She apparently smiled.
"But, your clothes."
"It's alright. I have an important thing to do. Now if you excuse me, I will go," she explained and Syaoran knew what he had to do.
"I can chauffeur you, if you don't mind," Syaoran offered, he felt guilty for the accident.
The girl gasped. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I can't let you just walk away after I spilled my drink on your clothes if there's anything I can help."
"Oh don't worry. It's ok. Are you sure? I mean… It's alright. Really," she told truthfully.
"No, I'll drive you. I parked my car not far from here," Syaoran answered. "So, you don't mind? Miss...?" he asked.
"Oh, Sakura. Sakura Kinomoto," she answered and they shook hands. "It's a pleasure to meet you, and you are?" She smiled.
For a few moments, he could hardly think of the name, but then it popped up. "You can call me Dan." He smiled also.
"Well, Dan. It's a very nice of you, I'm actually in a hurry. Thanks a lot." She bowed cutely.
Syaoran chuckled lightly seeing her. "No prob," he replied, turning his heels to where his car was parked, and Sakura followed him. After taking a walk for a moment, they found Syaoran's black Mercedes Benz. Sakura didn't have much time to admire it because he directly unlocked the car and opened the passenger seat beside the driver one for her.
"Thanks." Sakura smiled, getting into the car. The inside was so luxurious and equipped with many high-tech devices so that she couldn't help but travel her eyes. Syaoran saw his two bodyguards were walking to their car. Like always, they would follow behind. He got into the driver seat and fastened the seatbelt.
"So, where you going?" he asked Sakura.
She sighed. "Fulham, I want to see someone very important there, and I only got exactly 10 minutes left."
"I see. Just sit and relax, we'll be there in no time," he joked, making Sakura chuckle, but she really wondered if she could be there without being late. He pressed the gas and pulled off. He was just about to head for the main road when he saw weird people through the rear view. They were holding their cameras and clamped down on his car. Some of them hid behind other cars and others went to their own cars. Shit, paparazzi! How could they know it's me! He cursed under his breath. He took a glance back through the rear view and counted. Oh great, they're more than five.
"What's wrong?" Sakura's voice startled him.
"Nothing." He immediately focused on driving. "You ready?" She nodded, smiling. He cursed himself for dragging her into such trouble. I should have changed the plate number. I think they've seen me out of this car before.
The bodyguards were ready to block their way once Syaoran and Sakura left the spot, but he didn't think it's that simple to be out of the woods. They were now on the main road and he could see that at least the paparazzi were handled by his bodyguards. One of them got out of the car, looking furious. But, how many of them would be able to follow his car and spy on him, he could not know.
"You hate speed?" Syaoran asked the innocent girl beside him.
Sakura frowned at his question. "Me? Nope," she answered, but he could tell that she was rather hesitated. "Ok, I know maybe I'm gonna be late but you don't have to race." She laughed.
"No, really. You hate speed?" he repeated.
"Uumm.. Well, ok as long as it doesn't chop my head off," she joked.
"Rite." Syaoran smirked. He sped off, making Sakura scream.
"Hooooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She didn't know what she had dragged herself into. She's sure that the guy must be an expert from the way he drove and ducked out other cars.
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"Let's follow him," a man said to the other as the black Mercedes Benz passed them, they went out from a bent of road.
"You sure it's him?" his friend asked.
"Yeah, great in disguising, but I've seen him in that car before. I have no doubt about the plate number."
"Great, the others might be boarded up right now. But, we'll get the pictures."
"And the news, did you see that girl? We'll set the river on fire with this one." The man laughed as their car sped off.
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AN: I hope you like it.