The Rules of Engagement Chapter 6: Attraction, a card captor sakura fanfic

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Chap. 6: Attraction…"

Again…can I say I'm sorry for the long wait! I have been SUPER BUSY!! Heh…summer school…not because I need it, because I simply love school…believable, right? LOL.

Anyway. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I will try to upload sooner than this time…next time. Any complaints…or whateva…easier to email me straight.

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When the taxi pulled through the gates, Sakura smiled glad to be home. She noticed however, before she reached the door opened. She was arriving home an hour after ditching Syaoran, because she hung out a bit to enjoy herself. "I'll get my purse, and be right out to pay you," she told the driver, the closer they got.

When the car pulled around to the door, she noticed it was her father, who was in the door. When he started for the taxi, she climbed out. "Get inside young lady, my office!" he ordered, making her jump, in fright. "Now."

"Yes daddy," she answered, quickly, hurrying away when Fujitaka pulled out money to pay the man. Entering the house, she looked at the butler, who gave her a sad expression wondering if the whole house knew what she'd done.

Walking to her father's office, she entered the room only to find everyone else sitting about. When they turned to her, she was only staring at Syaoran, wondering how he beat her home. Glancing at her sisters, she saw they held worried expressions. "Stand in front of my desk Sakura," Fujitaka spoke, closing the door behind him. "Sakura."

"Yes father," she quickly answered, hurrying to his desk. When he walked around it, and took his seat, she stood in front feeling everyone's eyes on her. He lifted very disappointed eyes to her form, wondering why she would do something so silly. "Father, I…." She trailed off seeing the sharp look he shot her.

"What you did tonight was the worst thing you could ever do!" he started, angrily, making her wince. Never had he ever had to reprimand his daughters, and he was hurt that he would be doing it when she was twenty-four. "Do you know what I had to do in order to prevent them from locking you up for lying to the police?"

"Father, I…"

"I don't want to hear it," He thundered, making Tomoyo and Mei Lin wince. "How could you do something so incredibly stupid?" he asked, voice holding anger. "How could you bring shame to my name? And act so recklessly?" He stared into her eyes that were flooded with tears, but knew he had to be firm.

"Father, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have acted so deceitful," she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks. It hurt that he was yelling her at with an audience behind her, including Syaoran. "I don't know what came over me, I really don't." Syaoran watched tears slip from her cheeks, wishing he hadn't been present for this, but when Jamie picked him up from the station as his lawyer, he was told that Fujitaka wanted to see him.

"That's not enough Sakura," Fujitaka sighed, frowning. "You could have ruined Syaoran and Yelen's reputation, did you consider that?"

"No," she admitted, never realizing what she was actually doing because she'd been so upset with him for acting like he didn't care.

"I'm waiting," Fujitaka stated, his words firm. Lifting her head, Sakura turned to Yelen, not looking at Syaoran, who was standing beside his mother's chair.

"I'm truly sorry Yelen-san, I hope you can forgive me," she apologized, bowing her head in shame, and from all the eyes. She tried to swallow her sobs, but it came out when she spoke making her very word shake.

"It's forgiven child, no harm done," Yelen replied, not wanting to see her cry so. She didn't understand why Fujitaka had to have them all here for this. It should have been private.

"Sakura." hearing her father's voice, she winced knowing he expected her to apologize to Syaoran. Moving a bit to face him, she didn't lift her head, as she tried to keep her body still, feeling incredibly humiliated.

"Please forgive me for all the trouble I've caused you, Li-san," she apologized to Syaoran, not wanting to see the look he gave her.

"I am also responsible for what happened," she heard him reply, surprised at his words. "I am also sorry Fujitaka."

"No, it wasn't your fault," Fujitaka brushed aside. "My daughters need to learn that this world doesn't revolve around them. And they don't have the right to walk on people," He explained, lifting saddened eyes to Tomoyo and Mei Lin, who shrank back in fear. "I don't know where I went wrong in growing them," he whispered, making all three feels regret for embarrassing him so.

"Fujitaka, your girls are wonderful," Kaho spoke, trying to lift his spirits. "They are just very headstrong."

"Then I simply need to humble them," he spoke, with regret. The girls looked at their father wondering what was going through his mind. "Aden, please make note of this," he told his lawyer, who got out of his seat and walked towards the desk for a pen and notebook. "Henceforth, Kay Design and Model Agency, the restaurants belonging to my eldest daughter Mei Lin, Kay Corporations and Kay Architectural Enterprise are removed from my daughters management," he explained, shocking the girls beyond belief. The guys listened not believing he was actually doing this. "Apartments, cars and all pertaining expenses such as credit cards will be block or canceled."

Sakura's head hung low knowing this was happening because of her. This was her fault, and now her sisters were suffering because of it. "Father, please," Sakura cried, looking at him pleadingly.

"Do not interrupt me when I'm speaking, child!" he cursed, making her jump. "If you desire to act like children, I will treat you as such. Go to your rooms!" when they failed to move he narrowed his eyes at them. "Don't make me tell you again."

Standing, Mei Lin and Tomoyo stared at their father, when Sakura turned and ran out of the room. Following their sister neither could believe what just took place. Mei Lin pulled the door closed behind her, being the last to exit.

When the door closed, the guys looked at each other wondering if Fujitaka was actually going to go through with this. "Please, leave us adults to talk this through," Yelen told her son, Eriol and Jamie. Following her order, the guys left the room, and hadn't a clue where to go.

Being in the front, Jamie opened the first door he came to, and it happened to be the trophy room. Never seeing it before, he entered leaving them to follow him. "Holy shit," he spoke, glancing around. Syaoran was also amazed looking at all the trophies that lined the walls, all the way to the roof.

"I guess you guys haven't seen it before," Eriol grinned, "A section for each sister." Standing in front of Mei Lin's section Jamie's eyes scanned each trophy.

"From four, Mei Lin has soccer, basketball, field hockey, volleyball, swimming, gymnastics, track and field, all different color marital arts belts," he spoke, staring at her black belt. "Archery, equestrian, fencing, chess?" They listened to his puzzled voice. "And a lot of academic medals and trophies, it's not a surprise she was valedictorian."

"Tomoyo has mostly all the same except there are ones for music and photography," Eriol spoke, wondering if they did everything each other did. When Syaoran failed to say anything about Sakura, he and Jamie turned to look at him.

"She was just like them," he spoke, knowing she didn't do anything of her own. "She did everything they did." He wasn't surprised that she would want to live up to her sisters. Tonight hadn't turned out at all like he planned. "This is a disaster." Jamie and Eriol knew he was correct about that. They sighed being surrounded by the magnificence of women, who were impossible to get.

Upstairs…

Resting on her bed, Sakura stared out her open window, trying to calm down but everything felt hot from all the crying she'd done. Feeling Tomoyo caress her hair, she sighed closing her eyes. "This is all my fault," she spoke, with regret.

"No, it's not your fault," Mei Lin assured, standing in the doorway. She looked down when the guys appeared in the backyard. Everything started when those fools moved to Tokyo. If it hadn't been for them, their lives wouldn't have been disrupted. "It's their fault."

"We've known for a long time that father was disappointed in us for not being like other girls," Tomoyo explained, meaning not settling down and having a family. "He's just trying to change that," she reasoned, not seeing when Mei Lin's face held guilt. It was her fault her sisters were like that, her own fault.

She and Eriol were called when he drove in front of the Music Hall for the concert that was going to take place. Their perfect night was ruined, but she knew her sister needed her more. Tonight he'd been so wonderful that she wondered if there could be something between them. Now there was no chance of her finding out.

When there was a knock on Sakura's door, they looked towards it. "Enter," Mei Lin called, not seeing when Jamie looked up at her. The door opened to reveal a helper.

"Misses, your father wishes to see you in his office," she informed, making the girls look at each other. Sitting up, Sakura wiped her face knowing she looked a mess. Climbing off the bed, she walked behind Tomoyo and Mei Lin, dragging her feet.

It had to be her, who brought out the worse in their father. Heading down the stairs, they looked at the guys when they appeared as well. Syaoran eyed Sakura, who was walking not with her sisters, but behind them like a lost puppy.

When they reached the bottom, Mei Lin looked at them coldly, when Tomoyo fell back to walk beside Sakura. He eyed the leader wondering if she was happy with herself for making her sisters just like her. Looking away, he entered the room first with Jamie and Eriol, leaving them to follow behind.

Tomoyo closed the door, holding unto Sakura's hand. Fujitaka looked at his girls, knowing what they came up with was definitely a better punishment. "My peers don't believe my punishment was right," he started, getting his daughter's attention. "I won't be able to handle three companies alone, even with the staff members," he explained, "Therefore I shall allow each of you to remain at your current positions and retain your luxury." He watched them relax hearing what he was saying, and smiled knowing they weren't going to like the rest. "However, placed under consideration, we feel that each of you." He looked at the guys, "Especially my daughters are in void of contract, which details that if neither couple cooperates they stand to lose all they own. Therefore we are going to give you a second chance."

"As of tomorrow, you are ordered to move in together. It's time you realized what a real relationship is like," Kaho explained, making the guys eyes widen and the girls pale at the prospect of living with the enemy. "The girls will move in with the men, which mean no work for any of you just moving."

"Why do we have to move?" Mei Lin asked, not liking their idea at all.

"Because a woman moves in with her future husband, not the other way around," Yelen answered, gently, then smiled. "And with the realization that you girls have owned your apartments for a long time, which means you have more stuff. My son and the others just moved into their apartments, they need a little variety and a woman's touch, believe me." She'd gotten her own place on the ocean, just like she had in Hong Kong.

"There is no room for protest. It's either this or my punishment. You decide," Fujitaka spoke, gravely making it clear they hadn't a choice. Looking at their father, Mei Lin was the first to agree, making Tomoyo and Sakura follow, without complaints.

Knowing they didn't have a choice, neither of the guys made a peep. If they didn't agree they stood a chance of losing what they had as well. "With that settled, I believe we can all go home," Aden sighed, standing.

"Yes." Fujitaka stood, still upset, but a little calmed. "I trust you shall help my daughters in the moving process?" He looked at the three men, who had the horrible task of living with them.

"Yes." All answered, though they didn't like the idea at all.

"I'll see you out," Fujitaka said, walking pass his daughters. Tomoyo saw when Eriol looked at her, not seeming to dislike the idea of living with her at all. The moment they left, Sakura collapsed on the chair, and placed her face in her hands.

"I can't live with him," she cried, knowing he hated her. "I can't," she sobbed, feeling helpless. After what she did tonight, she knew he would never forgive her. And even though he tried to take some of the blame, it all belonged to her.

"It's going to be okay," Tomoyo spoke, soothingly…

Next Day…

When Sakura woke up, it was late in the day since, as she hadn't gotten much sleep. Showering and getting ready, she was told that her sisters had already left, and her father was out. Saddened by this, she called into the office to cancel all her appointments, and got on her way to her apartment.

However when she got there, she found her father had already ordered one of his helpers to start packing her clothing. She was seated in her bedroom, when Yelen arrived. "Yelen," she stood to greet the woman, who smiled.

"Syaoran had an emergency and will meet you at the apartment later," she spoke, gently. "I'm here to help you pick what to bring and what will remain," she explained, knowing that Kaho was helping Tomoyo, since as they knew what their sons liked. She already helped Mei Lin with her move, thanking the heavens Sakura rose late.

Mei Lin needed a lot of help because she was bent on taking as little as possible. And it took a lot of negotiation to get her to bring a third of her belongings from her apartment. "Okay," she smiled, glad it was Yelen and not her son.

"How are you feeling?" She asked, glad to see the closet was already cleaned out except for a few things.

"Okay."

"You should feel nervous, anxious, scared and angry about having to move in with someone you hardly know," Yelen stated, surprising Sakura, who looked at her. "I might want this match badly, but I'm not numb to your feelings," she explained, warmly. "If you don't want to feel out of place with my son, you must have things that belong to you present." She nodded knowing Yelen had many years on her. "I want you to take pictures, paintings, bed sets, towels and anything you have in the kitchen, your favorite tea cup even."

"Molly, get the boxes for the paintings," Sakura told the woman, who nodded.

"My son's apartment needs life," Yelen informed, with a smile. Sakura had really never spoken to his mother, and found her to be very nice. "Do you like flowers?"

"Yes, I buy fresh ones every week," Sakura explained, going to her closet to pull down two bed sets. She looked at her pillow knowing she should take that as well.

"Take those along as well. His furniture can be worked with, a little arrangement and you'll feel at home." Sakura hoped she was correct, "Oh, and you might want to go grocery shopping since as he doesn't eat a lot." She nodded placing the sets on her bed…

Mei Lin…

Standing in Jamie's bedroom, she stared at all her stuff then the empty boxes. Luckily his closet was big enough to hold her clothing and his. The bathroom was also nice with a separate bath and shower. Listening to Yelen's instructions, even though she didn't want to, she placed her family pictures on a table off the side.

The woman promised to return later to make sure she followed orders. Reaching into a box, she pulled out the last picture of her family, one that contained her parents. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this.

It was a good thing she didn't carry home a lot from the office because there wasn't anywhere to put anything. "The last box was just delivered, do you want them to wait for the empty boxes, ma'am?" Marie, Jamie's helper, asked.

"Yes." She didn't look at Jamie when he exited the bathroom, carrying a tiny black case in his hand. Watching him, she wondered what was inside it. Even though she was invading his home, she noticed he really didn't seem to care. He'd even offered his office to her if she needed to place a file cabinet in there.

When he appeared in the door, she looked at him. "When do you think all this will be cleared away?" he asked, finding his home felt different. It would take time for him to get used to living with a woman, because he'd never done it before.

"I don't know, about two hours. Why?" she asked, frowning slightly.

"Nothing." He entered the room, and started getting the empty boxes when two movers appeared to help him. She sighed, wondering how this was going to work…

Tomoyo…

When she entered Eriol's apartment, she found it was the cleanest place she'd ever been. Kaho was helping her with the move because he hadn't been able to get away from the hospital. Betty, Eriol's helper, worked with them to put everything away.

And as time wore on his place got a bit of color to it, especially with her artwork covering the walls. She placed the last of her things down, and entered the bedroom when Betty laid down a fresh set of sheets and comforter.

Standing in her new home, she found it odd that the first time she'd ever set foot in his place was when she was moving in with him. One thing she loved about his place was he had a piano. From Kaho, she knew he played just like her. "What are your work hours?" she asked, Betty, since Kaho had left to join Yelen for dinner.

"Six in the morning to three, ma'am," Betty answered, and seeing Tomoyo's expression, she smiled nodding. "Weird hours I know, but Mr. Hirragizawa is rarely ever home, but with you my hours might change a bit later in the morning, I hope," she explained, making Tomoyo nod.

"It might." Betty followed Tomoyo out of the bedroom carrying the basket with the old bedspreads. "How do you do the shopping?"

"I go every Friday. I use a list." Another thing Tomoyo liked was how his apartment overlooked the bay. Pouring herself a cup of tea, she brought it to her face, and took a sip. "I can do your cooking too, if you desire."

"That would be nice," Tomoyo smiled, thinking about it. "Would you mind staying with me until Eriol arrives?"

"Certainly ma'am, I must do the laundry. He doesn't like having dirty clothing lying around."

"Oh." He was a doctor after all. With her tea tray resting on the table, she carried herself to the piano and took a seat. Moving the lid, she stared at the keys, wondering how this was going to work. Closing her eyes, she started to play a soft tune, filling the apartment with the rich sounds.

Tonight Eriol wouldn't come home, and he wouldn't call either…

Syaoran…

It was eight o'clock when he finally reached home. Closing the door, he walked down the hall, glancing at the new paintings. He could hear music playing, and glanced in the living room at the flowers and sofa pillows that stood out from his plain cream sofas.

Again his walls held paintings, frowning he turned and continued down the hall to his office. Opening the door, he was glad to see that she hadn't touched this part of his home. Placing his things down, he loosened his tie, and walked out heading for his room.

Listening to the Spanish music, he found her asleep on the love seat, which didn't belong to him. Staring at her, he thought maybe she was afraid to sleep in the same bed with a man. Walking to the open balcony doors, he moved her silk curtains aside, and pulled the door closed not noticing he woke her up.

Undoing his shirt, he pulled it out of his pants. Resting where she was, Sakura watched him remove his shoes, before taking them to his closet. Syaoran paused looking at his closet that was separated down the middle. There was also a four-drawer cabinet and a chair resting beside it.

Resting his shoes down, he exited when she sat up. Staring at each other in silence, he was the first to turn away and head to the bathroom. When he turned the lights on, she sat where she was, rubbing her hands together. "Sakura, you have to make this work for a while," she whispered, knowing it was the only way to make her father forgive her.

When she looked up to speak, the bathroom door closed, and the shower started. Sighing, she got up in her silk pajamas. "This is never going to work," she spoke, feeling frustrated. Looking at the table, she bent over to pick up her stuff and put them away for the office.

Placing her laptop in the bag, she closed it and rested her folder on top. Hearing the phones start to ring, she looked at the one resting beside the bed. Picking it up, she went to speak when she heard his voice, from the phone in the bathroom. "Hello?" Using the control, she turned the music down.

"Xiao Lang," a woman's voice sounded, happily. Hearing her, Sakura felt herself frown. "You are still going to meet me right?"

"Yeah, I'm just getting ready. I'll be there at nine."

"Great, hurry or I won't give you what you want," her voice turned teasing, and Sakura's frown turned into a scowl when he chuckled.

"I'll be there at eight fifty-nine."

"Great, ja." Moving the phone from her ear, she rested it down and sat upon the bed. She didn't move when the shower turned off, or when he exited six minutes later. Staring out the balcony doors, she looked to the heavens finding she couldn't see the stars, like at her home.

She didn't know how her sisters were holding up, but she already found she hated it. And she couldn't run home because her father didn't want her there, and her apartment keys had been changed. Knowing there was no point in her hurting her back on the stupid sofa, when he was leaving she turned and climbed into the bed, bent on getting a good night rest.

Using the control, she turned her music back up, resting against her familiar pillow. Yelen had been right about moving things familiar to her, so she would feel at home. Pulling the sheets over her, she didn't watch him dress. "Do you make it a habit to listen in on people's calls?" she heard him ask.

He looked at her when she didn't answer him. "Sakura?" In response, she turned the music up, wanting to block out his voice. When the music was turned off, she knew he was going to start in on her.

"Please don't lecture me, don't you think I've had enough of that?" she asked, voice barely audible.

"If you didn't do improper things one wouldn't have to lecture you," he replied, wearily. "This is my home, and I don't want you eavesdropping."

"I won't ever answer your phone again," she stated, not seeing him frown. Not in for her shit tonight again, he walked to the door and exited closing it behind him. Hearing his exit, Sakura tightened her hold on her pillow, and buried her face in it…

Morning…

Out of the sisters, Mei Lin had it the easiest since she'd slept in the same bed with Jamie before. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she fastened the strap on her shoe. Glancing at her watch, she saw that she would have to leave soon in order to make it to the office on time.

Standing, she reached for her jacket. "We're having lunch today," Jamie spoke, exiting the bathroom.

"I don't know if that's possible, I wouldn't want you to attempt drowning me again," she replied, walking out of the room, with him behind her.

"Either way, we're having lunch and it'll be in a restaurant," he stated, brushing aside her objections.

"I might be too busy to get away." Reaching the kitchen, she saw Marie had already placed their coffee on the counter, in traveling cups. "Thank you, Marie."

"Thanks Marie," Jamie repeated, making her incline her head. Turning he hurried to catch up to Mei Lin, who was already at the door. "Mei Lin." He caught the door, before it slammed shut. "Do you want me to manhandle you in this hallway?"

"Do you desire to get hurt?" she asked, standing in front of the elevator.

"It depends on how badly," he replied, making her wonder if he was actually flirting with her. "You didn't seem to mind holding me last night," he informed, grinning at the growl that sounded.

"I thought you were a pillow," she defended, rather lamely. Entering the elevator, she pressed for the garage trying to ignore his presence. "That should say something about your masculinity."

"I could prove otherwise." To her horror, she felt her cheeks heat up knowing exactly what he was mentioning. And tightening her hold on her cup, she resisted the driving urge to throw the hot liquid into his face. "Cat got your tongue?"

"No, I'm trying to be polite," she snapped, when the doors opened. Hurrying out of the elevator, his long strides kept him in pace with her.

"Are you?" he chuckled, walking to his car that was right beside hers, both jet black and Mercedes. "So lunch?"

"No!" she cried, angrily. "I have a lot of work, no, no, no! Don't you think sleeping with you is enough?" she shouted, making an older couple and others coming off the elevator pause. "God!" she wailed, getting into her car, trying to block out his laugh.

Starting it up, she turned her face to him, and scowled when her phone started to ring. Pressing end, she pulled out knowing it was him calling her. Looking into her rearview, she saw him pull out right behind her, and pressing on her gas, tires screeched when she drove off.

Laughing at her crazy nature, he followed coolly behind her knowing she was going to have lunch with him. It was enough to keep his father off his back for at least a couple of days, besides he loved tormenting her.

Tomoyo…

It was lunch time, and she hadn't seen Eriol since she moved into his home. After getting ready to meet his mother for lunch, she left her new home with a heavy heart, carrying her things for her office. Driving down the road, she tapped her finger against the wheel wondering if this was why he hadn't been able to find a wife.

Turning the corner, she slowed down looking at the accident in front of her. Moving around it, she drove off knowing that was why he never had time for anyone else. Sighing she continued to the restaurant, and turned into it.

Parking, she turned her car off, and got out. Walking to the entrance, she entered and looked towards the hostess. "I'm here to meet Hirragizawa-san," she spoke, never been in this restaurant before.

"Right this way," the woman smiled, taking a menu with her. "He hasn't been waiting long," she explained, surprising Tomoyo. Looking inside, she found herself staring at Eriol, who was seated off to the side at a table for two.

He didn't even look up, until she was right in front of him. "Tomoyo," he said, seemingly just as surprised as she was. She noticed how rough he looked, like he hadn't gotten any sleep at all. He moved to pull out her chair, and she sat down.

"Can I get you something?" a waiter asked, walking up.

"Lemonade," she told him, placing her purse on the table.

"Did the move go fine?" he asked, knowing he was being lousy right now, but there was hardly anything he could do about it.

"Yes, though if something is wrong you can tell me, that is when you get a chance to go home," she replied, when her drink was placed in front of her. "Do you always not come home?" she asked, looking at her glass.

"Sometimes," he answered, "I will be home tonight," he informed, making her nod. With her living with him, he knew he would have to go home, and not spend all his nights in the hospital. "Have you heard from your sister about how she's doing with Syaoran?"

"Yes. Not good," she answered, finding it a bit difficult to talk to him. "Do you need me to go home and get you something? Like clothing or something," she offered, not knowing what else to do.

"No, I have change of clothing at the hospital. It's just been a long night that's all," he replied, pleased with her offering, because she wanted to.

"You should be resting instead of being here with me," she spoke, knowing he probably needed the rest.

"I'm fine," he assured, wanting to be with her even though he hardly had time. "Tonight when I get home, we can go out to dinner. Would that be okay?"

"Yes, it would." She smiled feeling it in her heart that there was something there between her and Eriol. And though she was afraid to act on it, she was happy to be feeling something for the opposite sex other than hatred…

Sakura…

Locking her car, she walked towards the elevator, reaching up to run her hand through her hair. Pressing up, she tapped her foot waiting for it to open. Once it did, she entered and pressed her sister's floor. Slowly the doors started to close, "Sakura, hold the door!" Jamie called, running towards her.

Hearing him, she stopped it from closing. Looking at the man oddly, she watched him step into the elevator with what resembled a picnic basket. "Having lunch with my sister?" She asked, staring at the door.

"Yes," he answered, glancing at her. "Had a long night?" She was dressed in baggy white drawstring pants and a blue tank top, her hair flowing freely.

"You could say that, I was working on a design for a new building," she explained, when the doors finally opened. "That smells good," she commented, looking at all the people at work.

"I hope she likes it," was his response, following beside her to Mei Lin's office. Coming to the door, she opened it knowing Mei Lin wasn't going to be pleased with who was with her. She called her to make up an excuse not to meet Jamie for lunch.

"Mei, mei?" she called, opening the door, without knocking. Seated on the sofa, Mei Lin was leaning over the coffee table looking at something, with none other than Syaoran, who hadn't returned until three in the morning.

"Sakura," she smiled, looking up, but it faltered seeing who was beside her. Jamie grinned holding up a picnic basket. Looking at Sakura, Syaoran sat up when Mei Lin placed her glasses on the table. "Chan," she forced a greeting.

"Remember we had lunch scheduled," Jamie said, knowing she hadn't been expecting him at all.

"Right," she spoke, trying not to get angry. "We'll finish this tomorrow Li," she sighed, knowing there was no way to get out of this one, especially when her father was in the building.

"Yeah." He started to get his things together, not looking at Sakura, who couldn't take her eyes from his form.

"Sakura, you wanted to talk to father didn't you?" Mei Lin asked her sister, who nodded, stealing her eyes from Syaoran's form. She didn't know why she was torturing herself, when it was clear he wasn't interested in her. "He's in his office."

"Oh. I guess I'll go talk to him now." Turning she walked out of the room, leaving the stranger she lived with behind. When Syaoran gathered his stuff, he looked at Jamie, knowing he was in for some torture from Mei Lin.

"Have Tiffany set up an appointed with Wei," Syaoran said to Mei Lin, who nodded, watching him walk for the door. "Jamie," he greeted, making him grin.

"Syaoran," Jamie replied, when he walked passed him. When the door closed, Jamie turned his eyes to Mei Lin, who was still staring at him. "Would you like to see what we're having for lunch?" he asked, walking to rest the basket on the table.

"No, I'm not eating anything from you," she replied, stubbornly, "You might poison me." He sighed wondering why he thought this would have been easy.

"Not if we eat the same thing," he replied, placing it on the table. "If I were you, I would eat now so that it'll be over quickly. I really can't to spend all day here torturing you, we must save some for home, don't you agree?" his voice was suave, promising her that it would continue all day.

"Why are you doing this? Why can't you be like Syaoran or Eriol?" She asked, knowing how those two neglected her sisters. "No, you must drive me up the wall every day, don't you grow tired of it?" she near cried, but settled down knowing the office was packed with people.

"Should I grow tired of you?" he asked, setting up the meal. "Every day you find a different way to make me feel pain. I simply want to return the favor, now chicken or beef?" he grinned, holding the containers. Stomping her foot in frustration she walked over to him.

"We're eating the same thing," she spoke, flopping unto the sofa.

"Even better," he took a seat next to her. "You have to enjoy this because I picked it up from your favorite restaurant," he explained, making it clear he didn't want any complaints.

"I thought you like hearing me complain?"

"There are other things I would like to hear leave those beautiful lips of yours, like my first name for instance," he replied, paying attention to what he was doing. "Preferably 'Ooohhh…Jamie'"

"Don't push it Chan!" she growled, making him chuckle.

"It was worth a shot," he shrugged, feeling her eyes on him. Examining him closely, she wondered why he hadn't given up on her like Syaoran had apparently done on his sister. He still tried to get her to laugh by saying stupid things, and now he was flirting with her.

But her heart felt confused because she didn't know if he was doing it because he felt attracted to her or because of the contract he signed with his father. And one thing she hated was uncertainty, "Mei Lin?" Hearing her name, she looked at him. "Are you tuning me out now?" he asked, raising a brow.

"Don't I always?" she replied, watching his smile appear. And being this close to him, able to smell his cologne and stare into those dark blues made her heart do a crazy thing, it fluttered.

"I'm crazy enough to believe you actually listen sometimes," he joked, when she reached for the plate. And when he wasn't looking, a smile appeared on her lips, not able to hold it back any longer. And though she didn't know, he felt like he was getting somewhere seeing that beautiful smile appear, no matter how small it'd been…

I hope you were entertained and enjoyed this story. Feel free to vent or praise…lol. Sorry for any mistakes…no matter how many times I read, I still sometimes miss my mistakes. So ya.

Ja.