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Title: I Think I Love You
Summery: Sakura's dad is the happiest he's been in over 12 years. He met a woman he loves and has been dating her for a month now. Sakura is happy for her dad and goes with him to visit his new girlfriend. But everything gets screwed up...BIG TIME. How? Sakura falls in love with her dad's girlfriend's SON. SxS ExT
Dedication: I dedicate this story to my mom because she inspired it.
Enjoy! )
Ps. No Japanese words! Too hard to do!
Chapter Two: Heartless.
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Actually, to say she fell in love with him at first sight would be considered completely wrong to her. She doesn't believe in it, of course. She believes in lust at first sight, but just the way that boy ran his long fingers through that dark brown hair of his…
"Sakura," her father's girlfriend smiled, taking the boy's arm. "This is my son, Syaoran Li."
"Pleasure," Syaoran muttered, sticking his hand out. Sakura grasped it and a tingle went up her spine. Why was that?
"Hi," she mumbled back, wondering why she liked the feel of his smooth hand wrapped around hers. "I'm Sakura Kinomoto."
When they parted she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Not letting it show, Sakura gave Syaoran and his mother a big grin. "Thank you for inviting me."
"Anytime Sakura! Anytime!" Syaoran's mother grinned back, hugging her once more.
This was freaky. A woman she'd just met hugging her twice in the past…what…minute or so? Weird choice, Dad. Weird choice.
Fujitaka and Touya had gone into the kitchen but now they returned to see what the hold up was. Sakura's dad smiled pleasantly and slung an arm over Ms. Li's shoulder. Or was it Miss Li? No, she had a son.
"Isn't she wonderful Sakura?" he asked his daughter brightly. Sakura blinked but nodded politely.
"Of course," she answered, still watching Syaoran out of the corner of her eye, but not letting him notice. "I'm sorry, but I never got your name."
"Oh!" Syaoran's mother laughed apologetically. "It's Yelan. Yelan Li."
Where had she heard that name before? It was somewhere…somewhere she knew well…
"Let's eat!" Fujitaka announced suddenly, guiding his girlfriend into the dining room as she laughed cheerfully. Syaoran shrugged and followed while Touya hurried along behind everyone.
Sakura, realizing she was now alone, sped to catch up. The dining room was marvelous and she gasped at the sparkling room. Literally. It was sparkling. The chandelier hung from the high ceiling and dangling dangerously above the table. Waiters were standing around the table, waiting to serve.
Not only this, but the table was decorated exquisitely. The only strange thing Sakura saw was that there were nine places set.
"Do you have company?" she asked Yelan confusedly. The woman blinked in surprise.
"Only your family," she responding, standing in front of her seat as the waiter pulled her chair out for her to sit. She did.
"Really? But there are only five of us."
Yelan glanced at Fujitaka and both parents burst out laughing. Sakura and Touya looked at each other with very bewildered looks. Uh…
"My dear," Yelan gasped for breath, "I have more then just a son—"
Suddenly, there was a thunderous shaking of the house and everyone heard footsteps running down the stairs in a hurry. Four young women rushed into the dining room, looking relieved and worried at the same time.
"S-Sorry we're late Mom," one said, panting. "We weren't watching the time—"
"It's quite alright girls," Yelan smiled calmly, motioning to their seats. "Let me introduce you to our guests."
As they all sat at their assigned places, Sakura gaped at them. This woman had five children? No, not children, young adults! Well, at least now she knew why there were so many cars in the driveway and places at the table.
"Hello!" one of the daughters said to Sakura as she sat next to her. She was very pretty but didn't look much like her mother. Maybe her looks were from her father.
Her father. Sakura looked at Syaoran, who was taking his seat across from her. Luckily, he didn't seem to realize she was watching him.
What had happened to their father? Had he died? Left?
"What is it?" the daughter beside her asked, waving a hand in front of her face. "Are you alright?"
Sakura quickly snapped out of it. "Um, yeah! I'm fine."
Dinner was served and everyone was having a fabulous time. The Kinomoto's learned the names of the daughters: Fuutie, Shiefa, Fanren, and Feimei. They seemed nice enough, at least, and the one next to Sakura, who was Fanren, kept chatting with her.
"So, do you have a boyfriend Sakura?" she asked. Sakura shook her head.
"Nope."
"Why not? From what I've heard, you're pretty popular at your school."
"Yeah, I am, but none of those brainless idiots is worth even talking to."
Fanren laughed at this and continued asking a bombard of questions. To Sakura's disappointment, however, Syaoran didn't seem to care about any of the questions she was being asked. He didn't even seem to care she was the most popular girl in her school.
If only she had the courage to talk to him. Wait! Why didn't she?! Sakura gasped in confusion and stared down at her soup. Something was seriously wrong here. Seriously!!
"What's wrong, honey?" Fujitaka asked from on her other side, resting a hand on her shoulder.
"Nothing," she said, all-too-quickly. "Um, excuse me, but may I use the restroom?"
"Of course," Yelan told her, continuing her conversation with Touya.
The auburn haired girl stood swiftly and searched for the bathroom. A maid pointed it out at the end of the hall and she rushed inside and slammed the door. Well, not too loudly actually.
Embarrassed for herself, she sunk down onto the fluffy seated toilet. What was up with this Syaoran guy anyway? Why did he make her heart beat faster when no other guy had ever done that?
It was so strange! Flushing the perfectly white toilet a couple times, Sakura looking around. The bathroom was rather large for just…well, a bathroom. There were at least ten pictures.
There was a particularly small picture that caught her eye, however. It was of a very tall, muscular man who had a thick mustache. His hair was a dark brown and his eyes were amber.
Sakura picked it up and stared at it. No way. This man…he looked like an older version of Syaoran!
"It has to be his father," she found herself whisper aloud. The photo was in black and white and behind a dusty frame. This seemed odd, because you'd think the maids would dust the bathrooms as well. Especially since the toilet was so glossy white.
She sunk back down, but this time onto the side of the regal looking bathtub. Why was this having such an affect on her? WHY?!
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Sakura?" her father's voice came from the opposite side of the door. "Are you ok in there? You've been gone for nearly ten minutes."
She shot up so fast you'd think she had just sat on a needle. "Yeah Dad! I was just washing my hands! Be right out!"
She knew he hadn't left though. She knew him better then that.
"Are you sure? Because you sound a little—"
"No! I'm fine! Really, Dad," she called, turning on the faucet and sticking her sweaty hands under. "Go back to the table!"
"Ok," Fujitaka said quietly, obviously more then a little bewildered. She heard his footsteps walking away and turned off the faucet. Drying her wet hands on an extremely soft towel, she left the bathroom and entered the dining room once more.
"Ah, there you are, Sakura dear," Yelan grinned, waving to Sakura to sit back down. "Dessert is just being served."
Sakura smiled politely and found her place at the table. As she sat, Syaoran looked at her with an odd expression. No, not an odd expression…a humorous one. Like how she'd been in the bathroom for so long was funny!
"What?" she found herself ask in a toneless voice. Syaoran, realizing she'd seen his look and was obviously annoyed by it, did something she never thought he'd do.
He grinned.
"Sorry," the chestnut haired boy said, "it's just, no one spends that long in the bathroom."
"Well, I just had dinner you know!" Sakura defended, ignoring her family's and the Li's startled glances at them. "It was a four course meal."
Fujitaka nudged her and coughed. She sighed and leaned back in her cushioned chair, crossed her arms and didn't say another word.
Dessert turned out to be chocolate cake with ice cream on the side. Everyone was stuffed but couldn't resist the smell. It was just so tempting. The pieces each person was served were giant and Sakura could barely finish it.
"I have to—" she started.
"Go to the restroom?" Syaoran finished, his dark eyes shimmering with playfulness. She glared at him.
"No. I have to get another napkin. Mine's completely dirty. Excuse me."
She stood and before she even got to the kitchen a waiter whipped out a napkin and handed it to her with a smile. She accepted it, mumbled a small thanks, and returned to the table.
Truth was, she had been going to say she needed to use the restroom. She wanted to look at that picture some more…
"Well!" Fujitaka smiled pleasantly, handing his empty plate to a waiter. "What's say we go into the living room and play a game?"
"Sounds splendid!" Yelan agreed. Everyone cleared their places and headed on into the living room. That is…except for Sakura. Why was her father acting like this was his house? Why?
She didn't even want to see the living room. It only made her feel poor. She was brought back from her thoughts when a maid gently told her they were cleaning the table and she needed to leave.
"Oh," Sakura blushed, "sorry."
She had no choice but to enter the living room and see what game there was. Of course, the living room was more glorious then any other room in the entire house and Sakura gazed in awe (again.)
"There you are honey," Fujitaka smiled, motioning for her to come in and sit on one of the leather couches. "We're playing Clue."
"Clue?" Sakura giggled, taking her place beside Shiefa. She was the master of that game! Watch out Li family, she found herself thinking. Touya and Fujitaka knew, of course, but they kept their mouths shut. Sakura suddenly realized there were only six characters in clue, and there were nine of them.
"Everyone partner up!" Yelan told the group, gripping her boyfriends arm. "We'll play in teams!"
Fanren and Fuutie sat beside each other, while Shiefa and Feimei did the same. Sakura bit her lip. That only left Touya…and Syaoran. Who of course, being the only guys besides Fujitaka paired up. Sakura found herself alone.
"Oh, Sakura!" Yelan said sadly, "join me and your father."
"Um," Sakura said timidly. "That's ok. I was thinking about sitting this game out anyways. I suck at it."
"What are you talking about?!" Touya asked her in confusion. "I've never met anyone as good as—"
She kicked him from under the table and he cringed in pain, giving her an evil look. "Like I said," she continued, pretending like Touya hadn't even spoken, "I suck."
Everyone played and Sakura kept wanting to scream in their ears whenever they did something wrong. It turned out that Shiefa and Feimei won and then it was late. Sakura had school and her brother and father had college and work.
"Thank you for having us," Fujitaka smiled, kissing Yelan lightly on the cheek.
"Anytime darling!" Yelan cooed back. Sakura rolled her eyes and saw Syaoran roll his as well. She blushed, though why she did was a complete mystery to her. The Kinomoto's exited the Li mansion and hurried back to their car, the cool night breeze nipping at them.
Touya started the car and began backing out, but didn't get very far until Sakura gasped.
"My purse!" she screamed. Her brother slammed on the brakes and turned to look at her with a look that said, are you crazy?!
"What about it?" he grumbled. Of course he already knew the answer, because he had started driving slowly back up the driveway.
"I must have left it in the bathroom," Sakura thought, unbuckling her seatbelt. "I'll just run and get it."
"Go quickly dear," Fujitaka told her.
"I will!" She hopped out of the car and ran back to the front door. After two rings, no one had come to answer it. "How strange…"
She couldn't help but push open the door, because it was unlocked. The front hall was deserted, and it was so eerily quiet she shivered. Finding the bathroom as quickly as she could, Sakura searched for her purse. It was nowhere in sight.
"What's going on here?" she wondered, pulling back the shower curtain to look.
"Looking for this?" a deep voice asked. Sakura's eyes widened and she slowly looked up to see who was speaking. "I found it on the toilet, stupid."
She frowned. "Syaoran, can I please have my purse back?" Her heart was racing but she hoped he couldn't hear it.
The boy smiled casually. But it wasn't exactly a nice smile. "Sure. If you do me a favor."
Sakura closed the shower curtain and gulped. Trying to keep her voice steady, she asked, "What?"
Syaoran strolled into the bathroom and closed the door quietly behind him. He locked it too.
"Where is everyone, Syaoran?"
"Upstairs," he answered dully, as if it were obvious. "It's their leisure time. No one will disturb us."
"D-Disturb us?" Sakura repeated. Damn! Stupid voice! Syaoran's lip curled into an even creepier smile.
"Yes," he told her, coming closer. "Disturb us. I've wanted to talk in private all night. But I never got the chance."
"I thought you hated me!" Sakura said hoarsely, wondering why this was so scary and yet exciting. Was it because she was in lo—
"I don't hate you," Syaoran said, looking hurt. "Why would you think that?"
"Because…uh…" Actually she didn't know why. "I don't know. I just…thought you did."
"Well, I don't."
Syaoran's breath was on her cheek and it tickled. Sakura giggled reflexively and backed away quickly. "Look, Syaoran, what favor did you want? I just need my purse so I can leave. My family's waiting."
Syaoran got an angry look when she said family. "My favor. Yes, my favor. I want you to get rid of your father."
Sakura stared at him with a blank look. "You…what?"
"Did I stutter?!" Syaoran snapped, clutching Sakura's white purse tighter. Her eyes widened in fear. "I said I want you to get rid of your father! I don't like him! He's not good enough for my mother, and I want him to stay away from her! And you're going to make him—" Syaoran jabbed a finger in Sakura's direction. "—or you'll regret it."
The girl stared at him more. Her mouth had fallen open and she just stood there, completely stunned. Stunned out of her senses. But not because of what he was saying or doing. Oh, no.
Because she was wondering why, after all that he'd just said, she was still in love with him.
"No," she told him firmly. He looked taken aback and the grip on her purse loosened a little. "I am not getting rid of my father. I'm not exactly fond of your mother, either, but this is the only time I've ever seen my father truly happy. And I'm not ruining that." She glared at Syaoran. "And neither are you."
He frowned. "I was wrong about you then." Flinging her purse at her, he walked back over to the door and twisted the knob. But before he left, he looked at her a final time. "I'll just handle this myself." Giving her a malicious smile, Syaoran opened the door and disappeared.
Sakura sank onto the floor and sighed. This sucked. The situation, yes, but the fact that she loved this heartless fiend sucked even more. He was a monster, and she was going to do anything she could to stop him.
Even if it meant she had to give up on loving him.
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Weird, I know, but I've been into this book series lately and this reminded me of it lol. Anyways, review for me please? It would make me unbelievably happy!
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