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When the Secret Secretly Affects His Life

Syaoran's POV

Maybe I just ran out of luck. Really.

My car just died a while now, and I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere. Looking around, well, maybe it's a few meters or so before reaching Aunt Carol's house.

Looking up, I saw a post – an ordinary post, that couldn't help me in this situation right now.

"Argh!" I said, while kicking a stone.

I kept my key, and sighed. I slowly walked – and inserted my hands in my pants' pockets, and whistled. Remembering what happened earlier, my brow raised a little. Really – Sakura's irritating. Why did she ever come back in the first place? My life is so much better without her.

Really. I mean it.

I can see a corner – and I think this is the last corner I will ever encounter, before reaching Aunt Carol's house. Thinking about Sakura, well, maybe with her – my life would have many complications. At some point, it'll spice up my boring life. Starting with my wife – with a child.

Who is that child anyways?

No – I'm not talking about my wife's child. It's the child a meter away from me, crying her heart out. Looking at her, I suddenly had this little sympathy for her. I don't usually give a feeling like that to a living human being – or even non-living. Really. She dropped her things, and wiped her tears.

While getting her things and pace in order, she stopped in her tracks, and looked at me with a calm look. With no other choice, I, too, stopped my tracks and looked at her.

"You okay kid? Where's your mother?" I asked, while checking my watch. 10:00, who in the hell will let a child out in this time?

"My mom? I-I do-don't know..." she answered, still wiping the tears running down her cheeks.

Argh. What in the heck am I doing? Geez.

"Your dad?"

"I don't have any." She replied.

This irritation inside me vanished – as soon as I heard that she doesn't have any father. I thought about Sakura and our relationship. If ever there was a child of our own, we must have been okay with everything – until this moment. Maybe, maybe – We have been an average couple, or a family.

In this situation, thinking of her is the least possible choice to straight things out. Damn her.

The parents of this child must have been some ass. Kneeling down – I looked at her in the eye, and smiled.

"What's your name?" I asked, while wiping her non-stop tears.

"Chi-chi-h-haru."

"What's your surname? Maybe I could track down your address."

The child looked up at me, bite my arm and ran away. Geez, my arm kinda have this red mark, with a little saliva. Come on, that's a kid. She run kinda slow, basing the distance between us. She's still running, maybe fear invading her system. She hid behind MY car, and I really wanna laugh inside. I'm dying to.

I walked towards her, while whistling, and checked the time. 10:26. I shouldn't play with a little girl, I have more important things to do – besides playing with her. I stopped, and turned around. It's her fault not trusting me. But something popped in my mind. Maybe she's part of a syndicate. I panicked a little, a little, and checked my wallet, cellphone and keys. It's still there. Thank God.

I never looked back – and turned in the corner, but stopped at my tracks when I saw Aunt Carol's house – locked. I pressed the doorbell three times, hoping she's there, but well, no one appeared. While processing the irritation and problematic thing in my mind, I kicked the door, and rolled my eyes as I stepped back and gave up.

Well, I must be that lucky, huh?

I walked back to my car, thinking of sleeping there. I don't really wanna go back at the house right now. I must be insane if I'll do that. I wanna sleep quietly and peacefully.

Remembering the kid a while back, I turned in the corner, and decided not to care. It's her problem – not mine. Yet there's this part of my mind to help her. Nah, I decided not to. It's her fucking problem. It's her stupid problem. Argh! My conscience is killing me. No, I would rather die than to help that kid syndicate. Whatever. I stretched my arms and legs, and ran towards the car.

While opening it, I saw the chid lying behind my car, in the cold ground – sleeping.

Geez, sometimes conscience is my weakness. Sometimes, take note. I slowly lifted her and gently put her in the backseat. I closed the door gently, and sighed.

This is a long day. A really long one – with Sakura with a child, and a kid-that-I-think-is-a-part-of-a-syndicate - sleeping in the backseat.

Sakura's POV

The first thing that really irritated me is: my alarm clock.

I slowly opened my eyes, and kinda wondered what I'll gonna do this early in the first place. Looking at the blurry white ceiling – no wait, the color of the ceiling in my room is white – but I saw a white one. As I swiftly sat up, and surveyed the room, I just realized that I'm in Japan. I'm in the guest room, actually. And, oh yeah, I now remember why I wanna wake up so early. Considering that I'm still Syaoran's wife, it's still my responsibility to be a wife to him.

I looked at the clock – 7:30 in the morning.

Slowly walking outside the room and down the stairs, I thought of what I'll cook for him. Honestly, I'm not that good in cooking – only average. As I reached the kitchen, and got eggs and hotdogs for breakfast, I'm thinking of what to say to him – on why I'm wife-ly to him.

"Hey!" I shouted, and the startled Syaoran looked at me ridiculously. He reached the dining table, and looked at the table full of food. And by the way he looks at it, he seemed don't like it.

"I'm still your wife, and here, I cooked food for you." I said, with a smile in my face – and take note: The smile is for real. I took his plate, and put rice and eggs on it – and handed it to him. He looked me in the eye, and smiled – took the plate and placed it in the table, embraced me tightly, and kissed me in the forehead.

"I really love you, Sakura Li." He whispered, sending shivers in my neck.

"I love you too, Syao-"

Oh my Gosh. Did I just fantasize about a happy ending with that jerk? Stop it. Stop. Please stop it, Sakura KINOMOTO. And I did not smile when I thought of it, NO. A big, fat NO!

While frying the hotdogs, I finished arranging the plates, and poured coffee in his cup – and thought of the perfect excuse for what I have done.

After five minutes, there, the American-style breakfast is done. I ran upstairs, and looked in the mirror. I looked – different. Comparing the way I look before in the states and the reflection in the mirror, the way I look right now is the worst, ever. One thing I learned for seven years is: Guys easily leave their wives – especially when they don't look nice in the guys' eyes. That's the worst fact ever – but I really have to accept it.

No, wait.

Wait.

Why do I even have to look good for him anyways?

While frowning at the front of the mirror, I decided to just be me. Well, we'll divorce sooner anyway.

I took a deep breath, and walked out of the guest room, and stopped at our – Syaoran's room. I inhaled, exhaled – and repeated it. I inserted my left arm in my pants' pockets, and knocked at his door.

No response. Gosh, he's still sleeping this time? He's gonna be late.

I knocked and knocked – and still: no answer.

That's it. That really is it.

"Hey! You jerk! I'll open this door, and mind you, I'll squish you – if you'll not open this door! Damn it!"

I waited, but still – he didn't open the door. I looked at it with a little annoyance, and opened the door myself. I disregarded the fact that I will see his perfectly built body, covered in green sheets. But what I expected wasn't there. There was no perfectly-built Syaoran Li lying in the bed. No sounds of water in the bathroom. No – there was no jerk in this room.

I sat in his bed – with a disappointed aura.

This is the perfect example of what I am seven years ago, the always-disappointed wife. Thinking about it, I must not repeat the same mistake. But after seven years, here I am, still looking like a fool – for a stupid husband. While thinking too much about it, tears escaped my eyes – and I never thought: I cried.

Syaoran's POV

It's already 7:15 – and I'm gonna be late if this kid won't wake up.

While looking at my watch, I took a bite of my burger, and sipped at my coffee – while sitting in the driver's seat. I turned and looked at the child that's sleeping peacefully.

I smirked as I thought of a perfect plan to wake this kid up. I put my burger in the seat beside me, and shoved the keys inside my pocket. I inserted it, and turned the engine on. While laughing inside, I kinda turned around again, curious if she'll wake up in a slightly shaking environment – but unfortunately, not. I stepped the accelerator, and drove all the way to my company – with a speed of almost 120.

I overtook, and accelerated more while turning in a curve. Still, there's no sound of a child crying or yet – killing me.

I arrived at the parking lot of Li-Kinomoto Corporations, and stopped the engine. I glanced at the mirror, seeing a kid still peacefully sleeping. I rolled my eyes, and went out of the car. I knew it – a kid is a burden. I impatiently opened the door, and shook her.

"Kid, will you please wake up already?" I shouted, making the guards look at me, and slowly approaching me.

I kicked the car, hoping it will wake her up. But it did. She woke up – and looked at me. Her eyes went big – and instantly got up. She got out of my car, and took her things.

"Is there a problem, GM?" the guards are there – I didn't took notice of it.

I looked at them with an aggressive eye, "Nothing. Just go, will you? I didn't pay you guys to be a security guard for me, got it?"

The guards looked at me – now stepping back. But a female guard approached the kid, and smiled at her.

"Are you the daughter of Ma'am Sakura and GM?" she asked, making me feel a little nervousness because of the question. Literally speaking, we got out of the same car – so it would be predictable for people to think that. But she doesn't really look like me – even Sakura. Or maybe – it's been too long since I looked at my wife intently, so I can't tell.

"How'd you know my mom's name?" she answered, with now a smile in her face.

I looked at this kid – with shock registered in my face. Sakura – so that name's so popular. I think that as the fact. It's too much of a coincidence if she's the child Sakura has. Besides, Sakura will never let her daughter out in that time, right?

Right.

The child looked up at me, looked at the walking-away guards, and asked, "So you're my dad? My mom said not to talk to strangers. Sorry dad."

Sure – kids are naive.

Sakura's POV

I cried – for a minute. A minute. It's not like I'll let my eyes become red and puffy because of that jerk. I won't let my daughter see my eyes puffy – she'll suspect that I cried. I don't like that.

Last night, I called Aunt Carol – she said my daughter was fine and was sleeping. I thought they were at her house - but she said they went to her daughter's house. Thank God. I'm that scared that my daughter and Syaoran meet.

Geez, I really miss Chiharu so much. I wish she could be here with me. But I knew it was impossible. In the eyes of my family and the society, I'm still Syaoran's wife. And it'll be war if I'll say the truth, that I'm Chiharu's mother.

While applying lipstick, my phone rang – and I immediately finished it. I ran towards the bed, and saw the person who's calling, my insensitive dad. I hesitated for a second, if I'll answer – but I decided to just talk. What can I do anyway? Nothing, really.

"Hey dad, what's up?" I said, making it obvious that I'm not in the mood to talk to him.

"Nine o' clock go at Li-Kinomoto Corporations – there will be an event there, understood?"

I guess I have no choice but to cancel my appointment: to see my daughter. With a sharp and authoritarian tone, he stopped the call, and with no choice for me but to go. I took my bag, and slowly walked down the stairs, and dialled Aunt Carol's number.

As I reached the last step, Aunt Carol answered.

"Hey, Aunt!" I exclaimed.

"H-Hey." She answered.

I think she's shaking. With concern in my voice, I asked, "Are you alright, Aunt?"

"Of course." She answered, after half a minute.

"Where's Chiharu? Can you please let me talk to her?"

There's no answer from her. Maybe she's busy. I reached my car, and opened the door, took my keys, and started the engine, but still – there's no answer.

"Aunt? Where's Chiharu?" There's this thing inside me that tells me that I'm in trouble. But keeping the positive side, I thought, maybe she's playing – or busy with something. Maybe. While driving, I inserted the earphones and put the phone down in the seat beside me.

"Aunt? Is there a problem?"

"No, nothing." She answered, "She's busy playing. I told her that you're calling, but she ignored me."

Oh my, my daughter surely is upset at me. I wanna turn my steering wheel to the left, but I didn't. We exchanged goodbyes, and stopped the call. I'll just go to a candy store later – and maybe we'll go to the amusement park. She'll enjoy it for sure, and we're okay again.

I reached the place, and parked my car. With poise, I walked – but truthfully, I'm not that comfortable with heels. I am now walking towards the elevator, while people staring at me. Whenever I'm in this situation, I kinda think of Syaoran. I think he's comfortable with this life – but I'm not.

With the movement of the elevator to the 28th floor and the fact that I'll see Syaoran Li, my heartbeat went fast. The elevator girl looked at me, smiled and said, "Oh my gosh, you guys are one compatible pair! And the kid is so cute!"

I smiled, and answered nothing. What kid is she talking about?

I went out of the elevator, and walked towards the conference room. Last step – and I faced the brown door. I took a deep breath, and opened the door – I noticed people looking at me, Syaoran – and a kid scribbling something in a bond paper. I looked at the kid intently.

Oh. My. God.

This really is trouble. So Syaoran knew everything?

Shit. I'm in deep trouble.

A/N: What will happen? What is Syaoran's plan about the kid? How will this kid change their life/relationship/everyday?

Please review guys!

Talapots signing off. :D