IMPORTANT NEWS YOU MUST READ: I decided to challenge myself this holiday by writing all of ya a good old holiday story starring your favorite CCS pair of course. The poll is up on my profile page and I need people to vote before I start writing. Plot may contain magic or no magic, vote at your own discretion. If there are under 25 votes by the 23rd of this month, boohoo, no story for any of us. I will write the story in one sitting, that meaning once I close the poll on the 23rd, I'll hammer out the story on the 24th, Christmas Eve, so that by Christmas morning you will all be singing Hallelujah! Santa Claus and maybe some elves will be in this story one way or another. So people, challenge me, bring it on!
Eh hem, I know that you might have decapitated me on the spot if I just story-alerted all of you with this crazy little side note about my upcoming challenge. That's why to prevent my head from rolling off my shoulders I did write a little somethin' somethin'. Just a short little coffee break though. Only one of many I assure you.
Yours,
MistyWing
Coffee Break 1
It was a slow day for poor Sakura.
She thought she could practice her match making skills on Takashi and Chiharu, but they were both in a staff meeting held somewhere else in the building. Syaoran was out of the office and he never told her what he was up to, so she sat in front of her computer invading people's facebook walls. Earlier, she had tried to seek her grumpy boss, but the day was clean of the usual meetings and lunches. He was long gone from his office for that matter, which left Sakura in the big fat middle of lackluster land.
Sakura sighed in her boredom after rearranging the bookshelf behind her for the third time that day. She resigned onto facebook again only to find that the site was blocked. Thinking ahead, she tried her favorite dating sites such as findyourmatch. com, soulmate. com, needloving. com, desperateloser. com, and savemefromlonliest. com. Those too were blocked. Thus, Sakura emailed Tech Support.
An immediate reply bounced back in thirty seconds.
Sakura,
Up top's orders to place a filter on all the servers in the facility. Access is limited.
Chiharu
Sakura pulled open a new window to compose an email to Syaoran. One email that would give him her piece of mind, yet stick to her amiable and professional tone. When her fingers were poised on the keys, her phone abruptly rang.
"Li Diamonds Executive Office, this is Sakura speaking."
"Sakura, send me the docs from yesterday's meeting."
Sakura sat up straight in her chair. "Which ones?"
"All."
"What's that noise?" She asked, noting the ringing in the background.
"I'm on my private jet to Minnesota. I'll be back by tomorrow morning."
"Sounds like a squealing squirrel in a lot of pain."
There was a moment of detached silence before Syaoran answered. "You would only know that if you witnessed the sound of a squirrel under torture before."
Sakura snorted. "I'm sending you the files. By the way, I wanted to ask-"
He heaved a sigh. "I had Chiharu fix the servers."
"Li-san, I can't even check the weather anymore."
"I need to be certain you fulfill your duties as my secretary. You are too easily distracted." Sakura could almost hear the un-seeable frown on his face.
"Yes, sir," she groaned.
"Good. Now, check your email, Sakura." His voice was smooth and silky, almost soothing. Then, he hung up and left her alone at her email again.
Sakura,
This is the list of forty-three secretaries I have gone through this year. If you don't want to get on this list, take care that you learn this list and never make my office into your playground ever again. Attached is the list. Save it, read it, learn it.
S.L.
She downloaded the list with the matching photos and wailed in her empty office. Hitting her forehead with the flat palms of her hands she repeated to herself the litany, "never again, never again, never again, never again…"
