"You stay in this room here. Meiling should be going back to Hong Kong sometimes soon, so you don't have to worry about her rambling," Li said, showing me the familiar pink room.

Meiling…that was Meiling?

Deciding not to voice my thoughts, I walked in the room, and sat my things down on the floor, then sat the baby on the bed. This room wasn't foreign at all to me. I almost felt at home…

"Okay…" I was taking in how beautiful the room still looked.

"Well, I'm going to go get something to snack on, would you like something?" he asked me, looking in my eyes as if he were trying to read what I was thinking.

I could feel my cheeks warm a little and looked away.

Why did he still have this effect on me…?

"No thank you," I said a little rudely.

I didn't mean to sound that way, but it just came out sounding like that. Whenever he made me feel this way, it just frustrated me and I didn't know how to deal with the emotions, so yes, I often came off as rude with him. He deserved every bit of rude comment I threw his way though.

"Okay. Well, get settled in." He walked out of the room.

How did I end up here again?

Oh yeah, it was only four hours ago that I'd landed myself in this pervert's home.

(4 hours ago)

I had just arrived home from school, and was surprised to see my Dad home in the kitchen, sitting at the table drinking coffee, while reading a newspaper.

"I'm home, Dad…" I said, walking over to him and placing a kiss on his cheek.

My dad was never home around this time of the day, but I was more than happy to see him. It was seldom that I had the opportunity to see him.

"Hey honey. I got off work early today because a fire was started at the college."

"Are you okay?" I asked, even though nothing appeared to be anything wrong with him.

"Yes sweetheart, I'm fine. How was school for you?"

I shrugged and then sat down in front of him at the table. "It was…another day at school."

"You don't sound very happy about it," he said, and then smiled at me.

I smiled back, shaking my head. "What teenager loves school, dad?"

"I know a few," he said.

"I'd love to meet them then and ask how they can put some of that 'work-loving' spirit in me."

He chuckled, shaking his head before he looked back down at the newspaper in his hand.

At the raised opportunity, I cleared my throat. "So, Dad…there's this project I have to do with…a classmate. It requires a lot of attention to it. We have to be done with it before the school year is completed."

"Okay?" he encouraged, so I continued.

"And I was wondering if I could stay with them over the break?"

"Is it Tomoyo?"

"No. Actually, it's Li."

"Oh, that young, handsome fellow that used to come over all the time?"

"Well, I don't know about all that, but yes the one who used to come over all the time. Wei-kun is there, so we won't ever be alone."

Okay, that wasn't the complete truth, but Wei was there sometimes. When I was younger, at least. Maybe I should have checked with Syaoran before saying that…

Now the guilt would eat me alive for days.

"Well, that's fine with me and I trust he won't do anything in a negative way to you."

I liked to think that too, but that didn't mean it was true.

"Really?"

"Yes. I trust him, so you can."

"Okay Dad, thanks."

I walked up the stairs to get my things ready, knowing I would regret making this decision later. After packing a bag of clothes and the necessities, I headed back to Li's house. And this was how I ended up at this bastard's house.

Why did I allow myself to agree to this? What was I thinking when I decided this?

Maybe it was a bad idea to try and stay with him, but it was Syaoran. No matter how much I proclaimed I hate him, something in me still trusted him. I shouldn't have, but the truth of the matter was that I did trust him.

I sighed, shaking my head. Maybe I was overthinking everything. He did make it clear that he didn't find me attractive at all.

I arrived at his house and knocked on the door two times only. It opened to reveal the one and only, Li Syaoran with a shocked expression on his face when he saw me.

"You actually came?"

"I can leave."

"No, no. I just didn't think you would actually come through with the plan."

"Well, I'm here."

I walked in after he stepped aside, ushering me to come in.

He closed the door and locked it, and then looked at me with a smirk on his face.

I knew that look all too well.

"And you decided to stay? You just can't stay away from me for too long, can you?"

"I don't have to explain anything to you, but if I'm that unwelcomed, I can gladly leave."

"No," he said almost too quickly.

He led me upstairs to a room at the end of the hall.

And that was how I ended up at Li Syaoran's house. I had somehow given into his weird request.

I sighed, falling back on the bed beside the baby. I looked at the baby, then the ceiling and sighed again.

What the hell was wrong with me?

(Syaoran's pov)

Sakura was going to stay in my house for two weeks…two weeks!

I would admit that I had to lie about a few things for this all to pan out how I wanted it to, but I couldn't help but feel excited and anxious about it all.

Having to get to know each other thing, lie. Well it was a partial lie.

I mean, figuring out how to take care of a baby together is getting to know one another.

It was terrible of me, but what else was I supposed to do to get Sakura to agree to all of this?

I was currently driving to a nearby food store to pick up a couple of snacks for me and Sakura, just in case she would want something later.

After I finished shopping, I drove back to my house, feeling extremely happy in more ways than one.

I walked straight to the kitchen when I got in the house, due to the weird aroma in the house. And there Meiling was, trying to cook, with smoke blocking the view.

"What are you doing besides trying to burn down the house!?" I yelled, running to the stove, turning everything off quickly.

"Well…I'm making us dinner, of course!" Meiling said cheerfully.

This girl really pissed me off to the utmost. She was so annoying and I wished she would just go back home to Hong Kong. I didn't even know why she was here.

"No, you're trying to burn down the house, now get the hell out of the kitchen," I barked at her.

"Aww…you're so mean to me, Syaoran," she pouted, walking out of the kitchen. She would be leaving today, thank God.

I sighed and started cleaning the kitchen, until I heard small footsteps coming from up the stairs.

I perked up, knowing exactly who it was.

Sakura walked in the kitchen with the baby in her hands trying to make it stop crying. She looked so adorable playing the role of a mother.

"Ugh! Get this baby Li, it's been crying since you left," she said, irritated.

I couldn't stop the smirk from creeping to my lips as I walked over to her, taking the baby from her arms.

"It sounds like you're saying the baby likes me more, Saku," I teased and was rewarded with the blush that came to her cheeks.

'Saku' was a nickname I gave her when we were little and so in "love" as Daidouji would put it.

Sakura rolled her eyes when the baby stopped crying, and then noticed her surroundings.

"Want to tell me what happened in here?"

"You don't want to know…" I trailed off. And a silence trailed off after that as I held the doll in my arms.

"I guess I'm going to head up..."

"I bought you something to snack on for later, even if you said you didn't want anything right now."

"I don't want anything that comes from you,"

I glared at her, annoyed. "Why? I'm here trying to be nice to you, and you're still treating me like shit."

I saw her flinch a little before speaking again, "I didn't ask you to be, and you can't win me over by trying to buy me things like that. You're just after one thing anyway."

"Why do you love thinking the worse of me?" I said, raising my voice a little, getting frustrated with her.

She could cut me a little slack instead of whining like a damn baby all the time.

"Because you think that everything is a joke with me! You're still the same as you were four years ago. What else am I supposed to think of you!?" she yelled, attempting to raise her voice over mine.

"Well, maybe I've changed—maybe I just want to be your friend, maybe I just want to get this project over and done with." I paused, trying to get my temper under control before I lost it, but it was hard. Therefore, I couldn't stop the next thing that came out of my mouth.

"If it makes you feel better, I don't want to have anything to do with you, but do either of us have a choice here? I don't know what else to tell you since I've already told you that I'm not attracted to you, so there's nothing that could benefit me out of you!"

I didn't mean any of it, but she just pissed me off. It was hard trying to control my emotions around her and she always made me angry.

She looked hurt for a second before she glared at me. "Fuck you."

She ran up the stairs and the only thing I heard was a door being slammed shut.

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair frustrated. What was I going to do with the girl? No, what was I going to do with myself?

I walked up the stairs and noticed that she'd ran to my room, locking me out. I sighed and knocked on the door.

I didn't get a response of course, but I could hear sniffling.

"Sakura…"

No response…

"Sakura…"

No response…

"Kinomoto—"

"What do you want, Li?"

"Well…I do want my room back…" I tried to tease lightly, but I got no response from her.

I sighed then tried again. "But that's not the point. Can you open the door…so we can talk, face to face?"

I received no response from her again, but I heard the lock click. I opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind me.

"Look, Sakura… I didn't mean what I said…about not wanting you—I mean, about everything that I've done and said… I really mean no harm. You just…piss me off. It's hard to control what I say and do around you…I wasn't very considerate with what I said this time though and there is no excuse. Will you forgive me?"

It was my first time apologizing about anything in a long time and I would be pissed if she didn't accept it.

She didn't give me a response, and just kept her head down.

I grabbed her chin gently and made her look at me. I wiped her tears away with my thumb. "Answer me."

She gave me a small smile, and nodded.

I bent down and kissed her forehead gently, catching her off guard. However, she smiled nonetheless.

"So how about this, we try to act civilized with each other during this project?" I asked.

I could try to do it her way, but I wasn't going to make any promises I knew I wouldn't be able to keep.

"Fine…but you're just so difficult," she almost whined, pouting her lips, making my heart skip a beat.

Why the hell was she so cute? I could feel my face heat up a little.

I smirked at her. "I'm sorry I'm so difficult then."

What was I becoming? Apologizing two times within less than five minutes? I needed to get myself together.

"Ah-Ah-Ah, no glaring either like you want to kill me." I scolded her gently.

"But I do want to kill you!"

"Sakura…—"

"I never gave you permission to call me by my first name, Li," she said with a frown on her face.

"You did when we were younger—"

"And I told you to cut that off when we were younger too."

"I don't understand why you hate me so much."

"Don't act like you don't remember," she said weakly.

I sighed. "I really don't, and can't you at least tell me."

"You're such a bastard. Stop playing so dumb all the time like you don't know what's been going on," she said, glaring at me.

"Would you just stop glaring at me?"

"No, I'm acting civilized, and that's all that matters."

"You're not if you're being rude by glaring at me."

"That's not being rude, that's just simply showing you how much I don't like you."

I frowned. "I thought we were going to be civilized."

She sighed. "Okay…I'm sorry. You're just such an ass."

"I'm—"

The baby started crying down the stairs.

Sakura sighed again. "Forget it."

We both walked downstairs into the kitchen, where we saw the baby laying on the counter crying.

Sakura picked it up and started patting its back and rubbing it, trying to soothe the baby, but the crying only increased.

"You must've forgotten that the baby doesn't like you," I said, taking the baby from her hands and started rocking it.

"Shh...I'm sorry mean, old, wittle Sakuwa didn't handle you correctly."

The baby stopped crying.

Sakura looked shock that the baby listened and stopped crying, as I held it.

Sakura giggled, and I threw her one of my charming smiles. "Oh whatever."

She just smiled at me a little, surprising me.

She never failed to amuse me.

A/N: Okay! So tell me what you thought in your reviews! I'll try to update soon! Ja ne! xD