He strode out of the elevator with her still in his arms. Wei opened the door promptly hearing his master's footsteps. He placed her down on his bed. He walked away after settling the covers over her. He wished her sweet dreams and went along to the guest room with his daughter.

He read a book to Sayomi and she fell asleep listening to him. He smiled tenderly at the little bundle in the large guest bed. Things were happening so quickly he hadn't had time to make her room more child-like. He knew he would have trouble on his hands when Sakura woke up. Surprisingly they both slept all the way through the night.

Sakura woke up extremely relaxed. She felt very warm and realized there was someone sleeping next to her. She felt the arm wrapped around her waist and smiled thinking it was old times when she used to wake up with Syaoran. However she was not at all happy to be sleeping next to him, was he even wearing clothes? She tried to get out from under his arm but he just held tighter. He was definitely sleeping soundly and didn't want to be disturbed.

"Stop it Sakura, I'm sleeping, at least another hour ok?" He mumbled this into her hair. She could tell he was not awake because otherwise he would not still be holding her.

"SYAORAN!" she shouted this in his ear.

"Ow ok I'm up already, jeez." He was rubbing his ear and had let go of her.

She noticed she was wearing the same clothes as yesterday. At least he hadn't taken any liberties in helping her become more "comfortable". She rolled out of bed so fast she nearly fell on the floor. She opened one of the suitcases that had been left in the bedroom. She picked out some miscellaneous clothes and went into the bathroom. Syaoran pulled the covers back over his head and went back to sleep.

She started making a list of things she would need. She didn't like having to send Syaoran's secretary after such objects as hangers when normally she would get it herself. She however did not want to be mobbed by the press today. Wouldn't the press love that? The next headline would be, "Rich Li Clan's soon to be mistress seen at Wal-Mart."

She went into the kitchen and noticed the morning paper sitting there ready for any occupants. It was so weird to have someone in the suite that no one even noticed. She wondered if Syaoran still had Wei come and help him with the apartment. She wandered around being consumed by memories. This is the same place that she and Syaoran had lived in before, and to her knowledge she was the only female to have ever lived here. She went out on the balcony and sniffed the air in pure appreciation. The smells of Hong Kong; how she had missed them. She missed seeing the ant-like people milling around. Sayomi and she had lived in a small town. The city was no place to raise a child.

Little footsteps sounded behind her. She went back inside before Sayomi could learn what it was like to look off the side of the 58th floor and scare her to death. "Come on Love let's make breakfast."

They worked together through a bit of a clatter. Sayomi cracked the eggs while Sakura searched for any eggshells left behind in the yoke. She added milk and Bisquick to make pancakes. She stooped down to Sayomi and told her to wake up Syaoran because breakfast would be done in a few minutes.

Sayomi ran into the master bedroom and started jumping up and down on the bed. "Daddy, Daddy, get up its almost time for breakfast!" She landed on him and he woke up in a hurry. He had the wind knocked of his sails by her tiny body. She started to push him. "Come on Daddy we can't miss breakfast." He sat up and smelled the pancake aroma. He pulled the covers back and put on a shirt. He swaggered out to the dining room where a hot stack of pancakes awaited him. He sat down and made up his plate. He was about to take a bite when he realized Sayomi was waiting for him to fix her plate. He put his fork down and set a pancake on her plate. He cut the pieces small so she could manage them.

He bit into his pancake with quiet satisfaction. Wei came out of the laundry room to stare aghast at Sakura. "Mistress, why are you making breakfast?"

She smiled at him, "Hey Wei I missed you! You know I know my way around the kitchen." She hugged him tight. She was immediately shooed away from the stove and sat down in a chair before she could say anything.

"Wei doesn't like to think he is not needed anymore." Syaoran said this while eating.

She grabbed up her own pancake and made it up upon seeing Sayomi already had herself situated. She picked up the paper bringing a cup of juice to her lips she almost dropped it when she saw the front page. "Li love child shock to nation." She nearly dropped the juice. She groaned at the paper, getting ready to smash it into bits, when Syaoran snatched it from her. He saw the picture of Sakura walking with Sayomi in the airport. He read the first paragraph and became steamed.

"Shocking secret revealed that Li Syaoran's first child was born out of wedlock. We now know the reason behind the whirlwind wedding in order to give Li Sayomi a claim to the empire that may one day be hers."

What do they know? Syaoran fumed. He wanted to call down there to the newspaper office and give them a piece of his mind for putting a taint against his daughters name. The nerve of the press never ceased to amaze him.

Somewhere else in Hong Kong a glass shattered. 4 girls looked at their mother wondering what her problem was. Li Yelan was furious that she had a grandchild she knew nothing about. That little bitch Sakura was better than she gave her credit for; not only had she gotten him to want to marry her but she had born him a child as well. "We need to pay your brother and his fiancée a visit."

One of the girls piped up. "Do you think they will actually marry? You know how wishy-washy Syaoran is about his women."

Yelan glanced agitatedly at her daughter. "No doubt he will be getting her to the alter as soon as possible. You might want to start helping him plan the wedding; after all you already have four previous ones you have done. Pick out a gift as well this girl isn't going anywhere." Yelan threw the paper on the table so the four girls could see the picture and read the headline. All four gasped and realized no one would dare try to stop this wedding from happening. Little did they know that someone else was thinking a bit differently.

Sakura redressed in a cocktail dress. She was standing in the bathroom trying to do something with her hair, when he came up behind her and placed a necklace around her neck. He handed some earrings that matched. His hands were on her waist leaning her back into him.

"I of course kept all your jewelry; I think this will look beautiful with that dress. I love it when you dress up for me…" His voice was silky and he kissed the side of her neck. She started to shiver. Her arm had a will of its own and found its way into his hair. This action made him aware of how much she liked his movements.

"If I hadn't made a reservation for lunch I would just take you back to bed." She stiffened and he knew he had ruined the moment. However, he now knew for sure that she had reciprocated the same feelings. Slow and steady wins the race Syaoran!

She retracted from him quickly. She couldn't believe she had let him get to her again. Her plan of not letting herself be one of his playthings seemed to be a distant dream. But you will be his wife her mind chided her. She wished the thought away in contempt. Syaoran Li had never loved her and never would. She knew all those years ago that was the biggest part of the reason she had left him, Sayomi had just been the excuse she needed to get out. He had gone out to select a tie from his closet. She breathed again and cursed herself. She needed to find a way to keep her cool with him.

They had arrived at the restaurant nearly 20 minutes later. Their little family was seated at a table in front of the window. The two adults made idle chit chat while Sakura helped Sayomi figure out what it is she might want to nibble on. Of course like Sakura the child had a sweet tooth and insisted on dessert. Sakura was about to protest when Syaoran intervened telling her to order what ever she wanted.

"Are you trying to undo all my years of hard work, and spoil her horribly?"

"Maybe I like the thought that I can finally."

"If you spoil her she will come to expect that she will always be able to get daddy to give her what she wants. You are not promoting a good thing."

He sighed, "I think you are thinking way too deeply about this."

However, before she could say anything a woman stood in front of them.

"My, My, What do we have here? A cute little family Syaoran, but did you really think you could drop me so easily?"

Syaoran was beat red in embarrassment and anger. He stood up from the table and ushered her out the door. The woman had already caused a scene and the camera bulbs and reporters in Sakura's face were proof of it. She sighed, so many women would give anything for her position, but she would give it up so easily. She snapped out of her pity party and told the reporter's she was unable to answer their questions because truthfully she had no idea who the woman was. Sakura knew the woman probably was a dissatisfied mistress but she did not know the woman's name.

Sayomi and herself had ordered their food, and were enjoying it when Syaoran appeared very agitated and sat down. "I don't want to discuss it." Those were his final words on the matter. She left him alone for now; picking a fight in front of Sayomi would ruin the image she was trying to preserve and spoil her part of this sham. She would ask him about the crazy woman later. They ate in silence as Syaoran stewed.

He was so mad; he couldn't believe he had ever touched such a woman (FLASHBACK ALERT).

"What the hell are you doing here Kimi? Didn't I tell you we were through?"

"No one dumps me Syaoran!"

"To you I am nothing more than Mr. Li"

"Oh doesn't the fiancée know about us."

"There is no us. I would appreciate it if you would stay away from me or I will be in contact with the police."

"You think you are so noble now that you have that snotty nosed brat and that bitch in tow! You haven't seen the last of me."

(PRESENT)

Syaoran had snapped his fingers and a group of body guards circled around them so nothing would interrupt their meal.

"Daddy, who are these people?"

"They are daddy's special friends." He said this tightly as he was still simmering with the embarrassment because his daughter had seen an unknown woman try to create a scene. Sakura tried not to giggle; the whole thing had not bothered her. These types of situations always happened around him. Every gorgeous man was bound to have some tramps in his closet that would act as hanger-on's everywhere they would go. She had dealt with that early in their relationship. She used to be jealous but now there was no point: what is, is. Syaoran would have 25 mistresses while they were married if he wanted, after all he was Syaoran Li, Asia's most notorious heartthrob.

"Why aren't the special fwends not eat'n with us?"

Sakura giggled and said, "They are so special that they admire us away from the table."

"that's stwange." Trust Sayomi to have her father's quick mind. Sakura could tell she wasn't buying it. Syaoran laughed at the exchange and seemed to relax a little. He seemed to be staring at her all through the rest of the meal. Why does it feel so hot in here? She wondered why Syaoran felt the need to embarrass her in front of the people in the restaurant by looking at her like he wanted to drag her home at any minute. He seemed to snap out of it as the check came. When they went out to the car she was happy she didn't have to look at him, because he seemed to be alive with sexual tension today. She must steer clear of him for a while. At least after they were married she could find some better reasoning for breaking down to her needs. She mentally slapped herself. Why did I just think that?