Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura isn't mine.

Author's Note: I wanted to thank to everyone who reviewed, and added this story to their favorite story and story alert. You have no idea how happy you made me. I also liked to thank to everyone who been giving me feedback and questions for me to ponder. It helped me a lot. Thanks again.


Until You're Mine

-Chapter 2: We are not having this discussion! -

"Mom," Sakura called.

"Yes, dear?" Nadeshiko answered. She was in her daughter's room, picking up some dirty clothes.

"Why is it that dad was so eager to get me married?" Sakura asked. "He went as far as threatening to pull his money from my bakery. And he never did anything like this before," Sakura said. She bit her lips, and turned to face her mother. "He's not in debt to some loan shark, is he? I'd rather lose my bakery than see dad in trouble."

Nadeshiko laughed and sat on the bed. "Of course, not honey. You're being silly."

"Then, why is it?" Sakura asked impatiently.

Nadeshiko studied her daughter's face, and sighed. "Your father cares too much for you, you know that right?"

Sakura nodded.

"He only wanted the best for you," Nadeshiko added.

Sakura squinted. "By handing me in marriage to some guy I didn't know?" Sakura sighed. She was frustrated. She didn't like the idea of arranged marriage. Arrange marriage was so out dated. "Who is this Li Syaoran, anyway?"

"Well," her mother paused. "He's a son of a friend. I've met him a few times. He's a really nice kid. In fact, you've met him before."

Sakura frowned. "I did?"

"Yes," Nadeshiko nodded. "When you were both five," She joked.

"Mom!" Sakura said, and sighed.

Nadeshiko smiled, and stroked her daughter hair. "Well, we the Li's and used to be neighbors. They helped us a lot when we were in trouble. You know that your grandfather was so against our marriage, right?"

Sakura nodded. She heard the story quite a few times. How their parents met, how they got married, and how their grandfather was against it because her mother was so young back then. Their grandfather finally gave his consent when he saw how happy his daughter was with their father.

"Things were pretty hard back then. We were pretty much lost when your brother was born. We didn't know what to do. Your father didn't have lots of money back then. He was a school teacher. The Li's were really nice. The Li's loaned us some money. They recommended your father to his friends. That's how your father got to be a professor," Nadeshiko explained.

Sakura sighed again. She felt a bit pressured.

"Yelan taught me many things about babies," Nadeshiko said. "She was experienced. She already had four daughters. We got really close when we were both pregnant. I'm with you, and she's with Syaoran. But, then, they had to move to Hong Kong when they got a job offer. It wasn't until a year ago that they moved back to Tomoeda."

"Why can't Touya married one of the daughters then?" Sakura suggested.

"They're all already married," Nadeshiko smiled to her daughter. "Yelan was worried that her son would stay single forever. We thought it would be nice if we became family," She said. "Look, I know that you don't like this whole marriage thing. But I wanted you to be nice to Syaoran tomorrow, alright?"

Sakura sighed.

"Just because you don't like the idea, doesn't mean that you should treat him badly." Nadeshiko advised. "You've promised your dad that you're going to see him for a month, right? So, you have to keep your promise."

"But-"

"If both of you have absolutely no chemistry, I'll help you convince your them that the marriage should not go on," Nadeshiko told her.

Sakura smiled. "Really? You'll do that?"

"Yes," Nadeshiko nodded. "But, for now, why don't you follow what your father said. Be a good girl. There's nothing wrong with a small meeting. It's not like you're going to lose anything. Who knows, maybe the two of you would hit it off?"

Sakura stared at her fingers. She was contemplating. "You're right. There's nothing wrong with a meeting."

Nadeshiko smiled at her daughter. "Now, that's my girl."

Sakura smiled faintly at her mother as she stood up, and headed to the door.

"One more advice," Nadeshiko said.

Sakura raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Absolutely no sex on your first date," Nadeshiko said.

Sakura's eyes widened and she shrieked. "Mom!"

"In fact, you must not have sex before you're married," Nadeshiko added.

Sakura gasped. "Oh my god, Mom! We are not having this discussion!"

xXx

"You're going on that date?" Daidouji Tomoyo asked as she walked in to the kitchen. She was holding a raspberry cupcake with lemon butter cream on one hand. On her lips were smudges of the lemon butter cream.

Sakura nodded. "Yep. I'm leaving as soon as I finished this," Sakura said. She was popping the last batch of green tea cupcakes into the oven.

Tomoyo took a glance at Eriol, who was busy filling the cupcake liners with chocolate cake batter using an ice cream scoop. "I thought that we were going to sabotage this arrange marriage idea?"

"Oh, no!" Sakura shook her head furiously. "We are not going to sabotage this first date. I promised my mom I'd be nice. So, I'm going to meet this guy, and see what he looks like. He could be a really good looking."

Tomoyo nodded. "So, what are you wearing? You're not going with that outfit, are you?" Tomoyo asked. She was referring to Sakura's blue jeans, and grey short sleeved shirt.

"Of course not." Sakura snorted. "I'm going to change into some dress I brought with me," Sakura said. "It's in my locker."

Tomoyo walked to the changing room, and opened Sakura's locker. There's a black long sleeved summer dress hanging in the closet. Tomoyo took the dress, and studied the dress for a few second. There's a grey French lace along the hem. Tomoyo hung the dress, and walked to the kitchen.

"Hold on a minute. I have something better." She said, before she walked out of the bakery, and headed across the street to her boutique. She browsed through some dress, and finally decided on an ankle length ivory dress with baby pink daisies lining on the waist. Tomoyo picked up a baby pink cardigan with small flower brooch to match with the dress. She walked out, and headed to Sakura's bakery across the street.

"What is that?" Sakura asked as she saw her walked in with a dress.

"Pink goes really well with you, Sakura," Tomoyo said. "You should definitely wear this."

"I have a dress," Sakura pointed.

"You could wear it on my funeral. Not on this date. Not on any date, ever," Tomoyo argued and turned to Eriol. "What do you think, Eriol? This one is much prettier, right?"

Eriol looked up, and studied the dress on Tomoyo's hand. "I'm not a fashion expert," He said. "But, yeah, I bet you would look pretty in it, Sakura."

"Alright. I'll wear it," Sakura said and took the dress from Tomoyo. She went to the changing room, took a quick shower and changed into the dress. Then, she applied some light makeup to her face, and applied some lip balm and lip gloss.

"Not bad," Tomoyo said, checking Sakura out as she walked to them.

"Thank you," Sakura said. She picked up her purse, and turned to her friends. "I should go now. I don't want to be late, and give off a bad first impression on my first date. Eriol, you take care of everything while I'm not here, alright? If there's any emergency, you could call me, or find me in Petit Café."

"Alright," Eriol nodded.

Tomoyo walked Sakura to the door, and watched her disappear behind the block. Then, she walked into the kitchen, and stared at Eriol for a couple second. "We should follow her," She said.

Eriol looked up from sprinkling the banana split cupcakes with chocolate rice. "I thought Sakura said that she didn't want to mess up the first date," Eriol reminded her.

"True," Tomoyo nodded. "But aren't you curious how his fiancé looked like? We're her friends. We should at least look at his fiancé, and approve him. And we could make some preparation to help her get away from this mess in case he's a jerk, and there's a second date."

"I don't think that's a good idea," Eriol said. "Besides, I have to take care of the bakery."

"Forget about the bakery. Aren't you worried about our Sakura?" Tomoyo said as she pulled Eriol's arms.

"W-wait!"

"Steve, please take care of the bakery for us. And do not tell Sakura about this," Tomoyo shouted from the exit.

Tomoyo hailed a cab, and instructed the driver to pull over a block away from the café. She peek into the window glass, and noticed that Sakura was inside, drinking her tea. She pulled Eriol into the café, and chose the booth on the back. It was a perfect spot for them to observe Sakura and guest coming in and out. A waitress came over, and took their order.

"Eriol, why are you still in your apron?" Tomoyo said, after the waitress walked away.

Eriol adjusted his glasses. "Well, you pulled me away from the bakery, remember?" he said, as he untie his apron. Then, he folded it neatly, and placed the apron on the table.

Tomoyo smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about that. I went a little excited."

Eriol smiled as he saw Tomoyo cheek turned slightly pink. Tomoyo may be a little crazy when she worries about Sakura, but Eriol thought that her craziness makes her looked cute. Eriol make a sound of clearing his throat to snap himself out of his mind, and turned his attention to Sakura. "She didn't see us, did she?" Eriol asked.

Tomoyo stared at Sakura for a couple second. "I hope not. She's not going to be happy when she knew that we were following her."

"What is she doing?" Eriol asked. He squinted, and saw Sakura shoved a small piece of cake into her throat, and took a note on every bite she had. And there were at least three types of cakes on her table.

"I think she's taste testing the café's desserts. She brings that small notebook everywhere." Tomoyo said, rolling her eyes. "She seems relaxed," Tomoyo said after a long pause.

Eriol shrugged. "Maybe she got it all planned out. Maybe she had an idea how to get out from the situation."

"Maybe," Tomoyo agreed. "Don't you think her date's late? It's been thirty minutes, and he hasn't showed up. It's only the first date, and his record doesn't seem that good. This guy is going to be trouble. Trust me."

xXx

"Have Miss Suzuki finally made her decision on the operation?" Syaoran asked.

Yoshiyuki Terada looked up from checking his patient's record, and turned to his subordinate. It has been two years since he became Li Syaoran's supervisor. "Well, yes," Terada said. "Her parents convinced her to get the operation. They were really worried about their daughter. After all, she's their only child."

Syaoran nodded. "I'm glad. I was really worried when she refused to have the surgery. She could go permanently blind if she's still stubborn with the operation."

"You're going to be a good doctor, Syaoran," Terada smiled and left Syaoran at the reception.

"Li," Yamazaki Takashi called. He walked out from a patient's room, and walked towards Syaoran. He wore a lab coat on his blue shirt, and a stethoscope was hanging on his neck. "I thought you had a date. Aren't you going?"

Syaoran widened his eyes. "What time is it?"

"Five more minutes until one o'clock." Yamazaki said, as he glanced on his wrist watch.

"Shit," Syaoran cursed. "I'm late. My mother is going to kill me," He said and dashed to the elevator as fast as he could.

xXx

Eriol was sipping his Darjeeling when Tomoyo gave him a nudge on his waist. "Is that him?" Tomoyo asked. She was referring to a man in his late twentieth that just came in through the entrance. He was wearing a white shirt, and khakis. His black hair was hidden under a cap.

Eriol stared at the man for a few second, and turned his attention back on his tea. "I don't think so," He said after a sip. "He doesn't look like a man who came for a date."

"You're right," Tomoyo agreed when the man sat a few tables away from Sakura. "What do you suggest Sakura's fiancé would look like?" she asked.

"Well," Eriol paused. "This is his first date, and he's already late for it. So, I thought that he would come in looking anxious. He would ask the waitress where his date is, assuming he never met her before."

"Like that guy?" Tomoyo said, referring to a man in pale blue shirts and black slack. He had brown messy hair. He stood in front the entrance and stopped at the reception. He was talking with one of the waitress.

"Probably," Eriol shrugged.

The waitress then pointed him to Sakura, and the man in the blue shirt marched towards her. He asked Sakura something, and pulled a chair across her.

"Oh my god!" Tomoyo said with her eyes widened. "It's the fiancé!"

"I'm aware of that, Tomoyo," Eriol said.

The duo watched their friend and her fiancé from the distance and covered their face with the café's menu when Sakura turned her head towards their direction.

"She didn't notice us, did she?" Tomoyo asked.

Eriol peeked from his menu, and shook his head. "No, I don't suppose she did."

"This sucks," Tomoyo said. Her eyes were still glued on Sakura. "We can't really hear what they're talking about. I should have planted a listening device on Sakura if I knew this would happen.
Should we get closer to them?" Tomoyo asked.

"Sakura might notice us," Eriol replied.

Tomoyo nodded. "You're right. I should definitely design some clothes for our stakeout next time."

Eriol turned to his partner and laughed nervously.

xXx

"You're late." Sakura said as soon as her date slumped down on his chair.

Syaoran sighed. "I'm sorry." He said half-heartedly. "I had a few patients."

"So, you're a doctor." Sakura said, smiling. She didn't like Syaoran's tone, but told herself that the man was probably tired, and he didn't mean to apologize half-heartedly on his tardiness.

"Yes, I am." Syaoran nodded. "Let's cut the chase, shall we?"

Sakura smile ended. Her left eyebrow went up instead. "What do you mean?"

"I wanted you to tell my mother that you didn't want this marriage." Syaoran told her.

Sakura chuckled. She had the exact same thinking. She hated the arrange marriage idea too. "I-"

"How much do you want?" Syaoran asked, cutting Sakura off from saying anything.

Sakura frowned. "What?" She said in disbelief.

"That's what you're after, right?" Syaoran paused. "My family's wealth."

"What? I'm what?" Sakura snapped. She studied his face and mumbled, "You have got to be kidding me." Sakura took a deep breath, trying to control her anger from bursting. She was perplexed. She was told by her parents to attend this so called date, and the man had done nothing but insulted her. "Why would I do that?"

Syaoran shrugged. "You tell me."

"Li," Sakura said and chuckled. "I may not be rich. But I'm not into your family wealth as you claimed I am."

Syaoran leaned forward, leaving a few centimeters gap between them. "You smelled like vanilla."

Sakura frowned, and leaned back on her chair. She was stunned for a bit by Syaoran's comment. "I'm a pastry chef. I owned a cupcake shop, and I baked every day." She explained.

"So, you people basically contribute people with diabetic and obesity with your cupcakes then?" Syaoran said.

"No," Sakura said firmly. "I gave them happiness and smiles." She was still frowning. She didn't like the way Syaoran been referring her and the others pastry chef's as you people. She was definitely annoyed.

Syaoran shrugged, and leaned on his chair.

"That's it. Are you always like this?" Sakura asked as she squinted. "Is insulting people your hobby or something?"

"What?" Syaoran retorted.

"And if I did give them those diseases, you should be thanking me." Sakura said. "Because I've been giving you people business, you pompous jerk." Sakura said, shook her head in disbelief, stood up off her chair, and headed for the exit.

xXx

"Whoa!" Tomoyo said. "It's their first date, and he's trying to kiss her already."

Eriol turned to Sakura, and saw Syaoran leaning forward, leaving a few centimeters away between them. Then, he saw Sakura lean back and cross her arms. "And it looks like Sakura doesn't like
what he's trying to do."

They both watched Sakura shook her head, stood up of her chair, and headed for the door.

"She's leaving," Eriol said. "That was a short date."

"I told you he would be trouble," Tomoyo said.

- End of chapter 2: We are not having this discussion! -


Author's Note: So, what do you think of the second chapter? Is it good? Or am I destroying the story already? I'm quite worried that I messed up with the story, actually. Any constructive feedbacks are welcome! Thanks for reading guys.

P.s: I love imagining Eriol baking and frosting cupcakes. Anyone shared the same imagination as mine? :p