Chapter 4: The Cruel Game Jealousy Plays on You

For the whole day, Eriol and Tomoyo had been chatting away about their upcoming wedding. To Syaoran, he didn't mind because he was concentrating solely on the beautiful creature in front of him; but for Sakura, she wished she was in the conversation, because being aware that she was stared at, made her a tad bit uncomfortable. Sure, he was handsome, and very, VERY attractive, and to her surprise, he was interested in her too! But still, Sakura had her priorities organized and standards set, especially when a new person, that certain fellow, enters her life. She had a high head over her shoulders and she vowed not to let a guy, she barely even knew, ruin that for her, again. So, she decided to sit here, forcefully engage herself into Eriol and Tomoyo's wedding talk, and smile glance at Syaoran to ensure that she is not interested in him. It worked for awhile but side-glance smiles at him seemed she was very interested.

'Wait a go, Sakura. He's still staring at you. Make him stop! It's creepy. Talk to him or something, so he has a reason, at least, to stare at you. Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Shut up now and talk! Oh, great! Now you're staring at him too! Is this a freakin' staring contest or something?' It was true. Sakura had been staring straight at Syaoran, while she was having a mental battle with herself.

"So---" She began but was immediately interrupted.

"Sakura, did you ever realize how beautiful your eyes are?" He asked, mesmerized.

"Well, um. Thank you." She stumbled to say as her face turned crimson red. He thought this was very cute, but he doesn't go for only cute.

"Well, " He smiled. "they aren't. They look like the color of sewage." He said, rather coldly. She was appalled but she didn't want to show her anger. Eriol and Tomoyo stopped their conversation to listen in on what she was going to say, after all, they did just hear Syaoran's rude comment. Syaoran was ready for Sakura to look away and get angry or respond with a lame comeback.

"Well, Li-kun." She said, rather sweetly, yet as cold as Syaoran's comment was. "Thank you. That's the first time I've heard that before. I wonder. Did you ever realize how your eyes glow in the Sun, but it never seems to take away that ugly smug on your face?" She smiled." Oh, wait. That was your smile." She added, in a polite manner. She kept the same sweet smile throughout the whole time she talking. Tomoyo and Eriol tried to hold back a laugh or at least smile. "Oh, will you look at that, our drinks have arrived." A very young, polite waiter brought the four different smoothies to their table. When, he arrived at Sakura's side and gently set her smoothies down in front of her, she politely said:

"Thank you, sir." And gave him the most beautiful smile Syaoran has ever seen Sakura give, especially after that comment, he was in surprise all the time with her. Then, he saw the waiter give Sakura an equally polite smile and said:

"You're welcome, ma'am. Is there anything I can get for you?" They began their polite short conversation. To Syaoran, he didn't like how this conversation was going.

She thought about it for a short moment. "Ah, yes. There is something. If it's not too much trouble, may I have a cherry to go with this smoothie, please?" She asked, innocently. He smiled at her and said:

"Right away, ma'am. Excuse me." With that, he left to go find some cherries. Sakura shortly watched his departure for cherries and quickly stared back at Syaoran.

"So?" She broke the silence. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" She challenged him, and knowing Syaoran, he never backs down from a challenge. Eriol and Tomoyo still continued to listen contently at their two friends' conversation while silently drinking their smoothies. Before he could say anything, the waiter from before came back with a small bowl of cherries. "Oh, thank you so much! I love cherries!" She reached inside her purse to pay for them but the waiter stopped her.

"Oh, it's ok, ma'am. It's on the house." He said, politely. She smiled up at him.

"Thank you." She sincerely said. She looked at his name tag. "Um. Wally? Is it?"

"Yes." He responded with a smile.

"Thank you, Wally-san. But you really mustn't. I'm a customer, I should pay for it, at least. It's really sweet of you, but ---" She tried to explain.

"It's ok. Anything for a beautiful lady." He smiled down at her, making Sakura blush. "Now, is there anything else you'd like me to do for you?" Syaoran noticed he was flirting with her, he was getting very irritated by this fake waiter. Making his Sakura blush, now that's just crossing the line.

"Oh, no, Wally-san. This is really enough for me, thank you! I really apprec----" Before she could finish her sentence, Syaoran finish it for her.

"She appreciates it. Now, move along, Wally-boy." He said, while moving closer to Sakura and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Seeing the hint of disappointment in the waiter's face, Sakura looked at Syaoran, with bewildered eyes. He smiled a boyish grin to her and then looked up with serious eyes towards the poor waiter. "You can go now. Thank you." He said, impatiently. He was surprised the waiter held up a front and smiled at him.

" Yes, sir." He looked at Sakura, who gave him an apologetic smile. With that he left to serve another table with a few pretty girls and he was chatting away with them. He hated being called 'sir' but Syaoran smiled in satisfaction for his victory over Sakura, then turned to Sakura, who was fuming.

"Excuse me." She pushed his arm off of her, angrily. "What was that for?" He laughed at her pouted expression.

"First off: You're Excused." He said while he took a cherry and ate it. "Second: You're Welcome. I know how you wanted him off your case, so I brushed him aside for you. You're so predictable." He moved away from Sakura and back to his seat. He sat there with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Wipe that smirk off your face! I'm do not ----" Her sentence was rudely interrupted by an annoying squeal. It sounded like:

"Syaoooooo-san!!!"

'Oh, great.' Was the expression Syaoran had. Then, a squealing blonde came bouncing into Syaoran's lap.

"Hey, sweetie. Miss me?" Her dark green eyes pierced into Syaoran's amber eyes.

"Hardly. What are you doing here, Marcie?" He asked, very irritated.

"Came here from Hong Kong for you, baby!" She said. "I know, you were dying here at Japan without me, so I came to you instead! Isn't that great?" Dying without her near was far from the truth. The reason he was willing to go to Japan with his mother was because he was able to get away from his crazy ex-girlfriend. It has appeared Marcie didn't know the concept of 'ex' because she was still hanging on to Syaoran like a mosquito that will never go away.

"Marcie, you're not suppose to be here!" He whispered rather loudly.

"So? I thought, you wanted me here." She pouted a little. That wasn't really attractive when she pouts like that, it annoyed Syaoran. On the other hand, when Sakura pouted, Syaoran felt obligated to kiss away her pouts until she shows her beautiful smile again.

"Marcie. I've told you before. You and thinking don't mix. Now, if you will ----" Before he was done telling her to leave, Sakura and Tomoyo were getting up, as well as Eriol.

"If you will excuse us," Tomoyo began.

"We'll leave you two alone." Eriol said, coldly.

"It seems you two have a lot to catch up on." Sakura said, not even looking at Syaoran in the eye. He knew had hurt her already by the appearance of his ex-girlfriend. Somehow, knowing he hurt Sakura, it had hurt him more.

"Wait!" He pleaded for them to come back.

"Well, it was nice meetin' ya'll too." Marcie said, sarcastically, when they were no longer in earshot distance. "Now, where were weeee---" Syaoran had dropped Marcie on the chair beside them.

"God, Marcie. Will you ever give up?" He said before racing to follow them out the door. Leaving the ignorant woman alone.

"Never, Syaoran. If I can't have you then no one will." She said to herself as she saw Syaoran smile as he wrapped his arm around that petite brunette with the phone up to her ear as they turned the corner, out of her sight. An evil scheme to get back her former lover was formulating in the airhead for a brain of hers.