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He forced her to look at him, even with her tear-stained eyes. "Sakura, I love you. I don't know anyone else like you." He rested his chin on her head as her hands strayed to his shoulders. "I swear I will never hurt you. I won't do what your parents did." He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her again.

Her hands were on his chest and his chin on her head while she was on his lap. The two sat there, and ignored the students who gawked at them like they were Martians. All that mattered at that moment was that they were together…

Chapter 4: Antonio

Since that day, the ice between Sakura and everyone else had broken. She was friends with everyone, except Syaoran. They were more than friends: they were lovers.

Almost everywhere she went he was with her hand in hand. They sat together during recess, and everyone thought they were inseparable. Well, they were wrong.

Sakura, as usual, was on her way home in Syaoran's car. Upon reaching her house, he stopped the car and got out. Before she could open the door he pulled her close and said softly, "You okay?"

"Yea," she giggled and laid her forehead on his chest. She moved away after a while, and said, "Love you, Syaoran," before opening the front gate with her key. She entered, then looked back to see Syaoran still standing there, waiting for her to go in so he knows she was safe. A smile appeared on her lips, and she went inside.

Syaoran smiled to no one in particular then entered the car again. He backed up and out the street.

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Sakura lived with her mother. As I explained few chapters ago, her father had left them and only returned once: to sign the divorce papers.

In the living room, she found her mother facing a chair. Obviously there was someone in the chair, but she couldn't see him or her because she was facing the back of the chair. "Hi, Mom."

Nadeshiko, her mother, regarded her with pretty eyes and a warm smile. "Hello, Sakura. Meet Antonio. He's from Spain."

The person sitting in the chair facing her mother got up and turned to face her. He had jet black hair and olive green eyes. He really was good-looking, but she was Syaoran's and his only.

"Hey, Sakura." His voice had a light Spanish accent in it.

Nadeshiko got up and stood by him. "Sakura, meet your fiancé."

"My WHAT?" Sakura shrieked.

"You heard me," Nadeshiko retorted. "You are to get together with him, and marry him a week before I go to Singapore. Isn't this great?"

"NO!" Sakura said angrily. "Mom, you know for a fact that I'm in love with Syaoran and he with me! I'm not gonna marry him."

"You will do what I say because you are my daughter!" Nadeshiko thundered.

"You're doing this to me because you want me to be happy, don't you? You don't want what happened to you to happen to me!" Sakura shouted.

There was silence, followed by a loud smack. A red mark began to appear on Sakura's face. She remained silent. "You will break up with Syaoran, and get together with Antonio. You will do as I say or…"

"Or what?" Sakura said.

A smirk appeared. "Or I will make the authorities banish him to Antarctica. Remember, I am assistant to the head of police and I can – will – do it if you refuse to do what I say."

"You are heartless, Mom," Sakura said sharply, all manners forgotten. "No wonder Dad left you."

Before Nadeshiko could say anything more, Sakura bolted out the front door, crying. Even the thought terrified her.

SAKURA

Syaoran…

I'm sorry but I have to do this.

Syaoran, I love you but…

She actually ran all the way to Syaoran's apartment. She ran up the stairs two by two and skidded in front of Syaoran's door. Taking a deep breath, she knocked.

Almost immediately he opened the door. "Sakura!" he exclaimed. Seeing her sweaty face, he asked curiously, "Did you run all the way here?"

Sakura nodded and crumpled to the floor, sobbing. Syaoran rushed out the door and picked her up. Forcing her to look at him he said, "Sakura, why are you crying? C'mon, let's go inside."

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. Sakura continued to cry, now more because she realized this was the last time this would happened between them. He grabbed a face towel, wet it and gently wiped her face. She let herself be pampered but refused to look in his eyes.

"Syaoran, I need to tell you something," she said quietly.

He nodded. "Wash up first. I'll wait for you in the living room." He attempted to kiss her but she pushed him away and turned. He shrugged and walked out.

She shut and locked the door before she slid down it, crying. "Syaoran…" she whispered.

Finally, after washing up, she gained her courage and went to see Syaoran in the living room. He was seated on one of the sofas, and he immediately pulled her by her wrist down to sit next to him.

"Now," he said gently, "what do you need to talk to me about?"

"I…I…I'm breaking up with you." The five painful words tumbled out in a rush. Syaoran stared at her in disbelief.

"What?" he said.

Sakura nodded and repeated herself. "I'm in love with someone else." She tried her best to conceal the pain.

Syaoran nodded. "So, you've been playing me for how long?"

"Two weeks," she invented. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes. She wanted to scream at him, saying she was forced to, but she kept her mouth shut.

Syaoran nearly shook in anger. "Okay. Fine, if you want to throw away everything I had to give you. You're right. There are other girls, girls better than you, because compared to them, you're from the slums." He didn't mean a word of it, but right now, he was feeling anger…and pain.

Sakura shivered; she had never heard him speak this way.

Syaoran continued. "So…get out. B****."

Sakura closed her eyes, and shaking with anger, pain…she walked out. She walked down the staircase and out. Rain began to pour, and Sakura just sat there, crying. Her tears fell on the road, but they were washed away by the rain.

SAKURA

Take that back, Syaoran.

I'm a b****, am I?

So now I know nothing we did together meant anything to you.

I'm from the slums compared to the other girls, eh?

Stupid love.

Syaoran…

A car pulled up in front of her, Antonio, her new fiancé sitting at the wheel. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he beckoned for her to enter. She got up, and advanced on the car but she didn't enter as he expected. She walked past it and continued to walk in the rain.

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.