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Honeymoon from hell
Chapter 2

"Aren't you going to eat anything?" Syaoran asked his new bride as she lay on her stomach on the couch with her face fixed on the television screen and her hand on the remote control.

"No." she replied him blankly.

"You've been sitting there for two days Sakura." He pointed out. He had studied her the past few days after she pulled his heart straight out of his chest and repeatedly stepped on it. She would watch television for the whole day. In the evenings she would stand at the balcony of their hotel room and stare up in the distance until the sun would set on her face.

They had left Japan the day before, now they were in Hawaii, practically one of the beautiful places in the world. Still, she refused to go to the beach with him or go to dinner with him. Her behavior was the same as it was when they were in Japan.

On the flight there she asked him "How long is this honeymoon?"

Surprised that she was talking to him he said "10 days."

She looked at him astounded then she muttered to herself "10 days." And then, she did not say any further words to him.

He didn't know what to do or how to feel. How was he going to explain this to his family? He walked over to the mini fridge and grabbed a chocolate bar.

"So is this what you plan to do for the rest of the year? Is this the type of woman I'm going to be married to forever?" he asked her firmly.

She slowly sat up and averted her gaze to him, she stared at him like a lost puppy and then she muttered "Forever is a long time."

"I know." He said agreeably.

She lay back on the couch, now laying on her back and staring up at the ceiling.

"You're in love with someone else." He said in a cool demeanor that concealed his raging heart.

She did not reply.

"I'll take that as a yes." He said. Then suddenly he started to feel angry. This was unfair, she was taking up space and she wasn't even being kind to him despite his efforts. And then, he snapped.

"What the hell is your problem?"

"Huh?" she looked at him surprised.

"I don't care if you don't want to be here, you're my wife and you are going to get dressed and we are going to have dinner." He said breathing rapidly. He had never shouted at a woman before, he immediately felt the urge to apologies but he managed to hold himself.

She jumped out of her chair, she folded her arms over her chest and said "So you expect me to get dressed and pretend to be your wife, to pretend I want to be there." She said in a rude tone.

"Yes Sakura Yes! It's the least you can do." He clenched his jaw and narrowed his eyes.

She took a step back "Uh….alright."

"I already agreed to those ground rules you set up the least you can do is follow a few of my rules."

She sighed "Fine fine, I get it."

"Dinner is in 10 minutes!"

"Okay!" she said dramatically marching into their bedroom and slamming the door.

He followed her to the bedroom, he opened the door "My clothes are in here too so if…" he lost track of his words when he saw that she was only wearing a bra and the skirt she had on before.

Sakura quickly covered her chest with her hand. She looked at him awkwardly her face turning bright red.

"Can I have my clothes?" He said hesitantly to her.

"Will you get out!" she exclaimed.

"After I get my suit." He walked past her; he snuck a quick glance then adopted a carefree disposition. He wanted to appear as though he was not interested in her that way anymore, as though the sight of her body did nothing to him.

"What part of get out do you not understand? This sexual harassment."

He chuckled a little "Sure it is."

Sakura frowned as he walked to the wardrobe and grabbed a suit from the hanger. She eyed him attentively. He walked past her, left the room closing the door behind him. "Be outside in ten minutes."

Sakura sighed and rolled her eyes then suddenly he entered again. She gasped.

"Can you pass me my shoes? They are on the floor next to my suitcase."

Sakura quickly looked for them and found them. She walked over to him and shoved them in his hands forgetting that she was exposing herself.

He looked at her awkwardly then he gritted and shut the door.

"Son of a…" Sakura wanted to scream; the tables had turned. It seemed as though he had the upper hand "wait till he sees me at dinner." She muttered to herself "he'll regret the day he married me."

She came out of the room in 30 minutes, in between those 30 minutes he had knocked on her door twice.

He eyed her from her face down to her toes "Is that what you are wearing?"

She nodded proudly. Sakura was wearing what she was wearing before she entered the bedroom, except she put a jacket over it. A denim skirt with a plat shirt and sandals.

He heaved a sigh "You made me wait for 30 minutes just so you can put on jacket.

She nodded "pretty much."

"They won't let you into the restaurant in that, we're in a five star hotel Sakura."

She sighed "Fine I'll change." Now her reason for going was because she was starving.

She entered the room, threw on a black turtle neck, a long black skirt, large black sunglasses and black heals. On a normal occasion she wouldn't dress like this but she needed to have the upper hand.

When she came out this time, he just shook his head and grabbed his jacket "I'm not even going to say anything."

"Good." She told him in a witty tone.

They entered the restaurant and sat in the non-smoking section upstairs. They were both very quiet at first as they browsed the menu. The waiter poured wine into their glasses, he could sense the tension.

"I'll have the vegetable salad and chicken soup."

Syaoran narrowed his eyes to her then held his gaze "Are you serious?"

"What?" she said to him.

"You haven't eaten all day, well apart a piece of the chocolate bar I left on the table. You can order anything Sakura, don't hold back."

"I'm not; I just don't eat a lot."

He shook his head "I don't believe that." Syaoran looked at the waiter "Can we have the best meat platter on you menu here, my wife here is really really hungry." He said and the minute he finished the sentence her stomach grumbled and she blushed.

The waiter took the order and left.

"Are you crazy?" She said.

"I was going to ask you the same thing." he took a sip of his wine "I know you are not a vegetarian, don't tell me you are on some diet."

"You wouldn't understand but Yukito does." She said not realizing what she just said until it was already out.

He gave her a plastic smug "So there is someone."

Sakura turned her face away from him "I didn't say that. And it doesn't matter anyway."

He stood up "Once again you didn't have to say anything. I get it. I'm going to the rest room."

As he walked away, she felt kind of bad. Then she immediately shook that thought 'He knows I don't want to be here, he shouldn't be upset.'

"Excuse me, sorry." A woman said to Sakura "Are you Sakura Kinomoto."

Sakura nodded her head "Yes." She was surprised.

"It's me Tomoyo. We were in junior high together."

Sakura slowly smiled recognizing the face, it was certainly her except in middle school she had long raven hair, now she sported a bob cut that somehow didn't make sense on her.

Sakura stood up "Tomoyo!" she said hugging her "I remember."

"Oh my word Sakura, you haven't changed, same hair style and same everything." Tomoyo laughed.

Sakura looked down at what she was wearing, 'oh no!' she thought to herself. Tomoyo and her were good friends but at the same time rivals in middle school. They did everything together and were always competitive though they were not so obvious to each other about it. No one once to meet a past rival looking as hideous as she felt she did.

"You look different, your hair." Sakura pointed out "It was so long and…" she paused "But your new hairstyle is good too."

"I cut it off for this brain cancer organization I regularly raise funds for. They are going to make a wig out of my hair and give it to some little girl suffering from cancer."

"Oh." Sakura said blankly "that's really nice."

"What are you doing here anyway?"

"Uh…" Sakura looked up and saw Syaoran coming their direction, "I'm on my honeymoon with my husband…here he comes." She averted her body to look at him.

Tomoyo looked at Syaoran then looked at Sakura "He's your husband. He's gorgeous."

Sakura smiled from ear to ear "Well yeah." She giggled.

"Syaoran, this is Tomoyo. We were friends in middle school and this is Li Syaoran. My husband."

"Pleasure to meet you." Syaoran reached out his hand to greet her and she shook it replying "nice meeting you too."

"So what are you doing here?" Sakura asked.

"I'm also here on holiday, with my boyfriend. He's up in the hotel room though, he got food poisoning and he's been sick all day. Personally I think he is just being a bit of a brat but you know how babylike men get when they're sick."

"So you're eating alone?" Syaoran asked

"I was about to have dinner with a German couple that lives opposite us but I can join you if you don't mind and I have a feeling those two want to be alone."

"Sure." Sakura and Syaoran said at the same time.

"So what do you get up these days Sakura?" Tomoyo asked.

"I graduated last month from college."

"What was your major?" Tomoyo was smiling.

"Psychology." She said, she was not too enthusiastic about it and she found it difficult to pretend to be.

"Oh, I always thought you'd end up a doctor, you were one of the smartest girls in class."

Sakura raised her shoulders "You know psychology is interesting too. What about you?"

"I'm still in medical school and I am loving every minute of it. Last year we went to Congo in Africa and we worked at a hospital. You should have seen those kids it broke my heart. We also went to Mexico, Malaysia and in my freshman year we went to London where I met Eriol. Eriol is an architect, we've been together for 3 years." She paused "I'm talking too much, tell me about you."

"Well." She looked at Syaoran. "Uh..Syaoran and I…"

"We officially met a year ago, we never really dated. We just got married."

Tomoyo looked at them shocked "But…good for you." She sounded doubtful.

Syaoran took Sakura's hand and kissed it "I love her so much. Sometimes you just know and you don't need time to justify your feelings."

Sakura's face was bright red and she swallowed hard.

…..

That evening as they returned to their room they learnt that Tomoyo and her boyfriend were their neighbors. They bid her good night and entered into their room.

"She's nice." Syaoran said

Sakura raised her shoulders "I guess so."

"You envy her, aren't you?"

Sakura sighed "A little." She sat on the sofa "She's living my dream. I wanted to study medicine and travel the world and perhaps date an English man. Tomoyo knows that's what I've always wanted."

"Then why did you study psychology?"

"Because I wasn't accepted into medical school. My grades were not good enough. I feel like I haven't accomplished anything. I haven't seen the world, I haven't really helped anyone. I live a selfish life." She took off her shoes then stood up "Thanks for being nice when Tomoyo was around."

Syaoran's eyebrows rose and he was surprised.

She glanced at him "I know I haven't exactly been a great person to be around. I don't even know how you've been able to put up with me. I'm sorry." She confessed with a watery smiled. "Good night Syaoran."

"Good night" he said in a half whisper.

A/N: thanks everyone who supported this story by reviewing it. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.