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Title: My Room Mate
Summary: Living with Syaoran Li as her new roommate was not the best thing. 1) He sleepwalk in the middle of the night, 2) He's messy, and 3) He's a playboy. How will Sakura cope with her new roommate? Pairing: SS
Chapter 7: Getting to Know
So let's get back to the scene shall we? Miss Meng was staring dreamily into Syaoran's eyes as if there was nobody else but them, of course she must've forgotten my existence so I deliberately coughed, breaking them from the romantic embrace. Or more like embarrassing encounter for Syaoran. His face had turned a beetroot red as he lifted Miss Meng from falling to the ground and back onto her feet. Miss Meng stood up abruptly and started to brush her skirt whilst I pretended that I didn't see the whole thing and stared at the computer screen. Syaoran apologized sheepishly to Miss Meng and surprisingly not, she shrugged it off and smiled sweetly at him. Yuck, I want to be sick, please somebody hand me a bucket. Don't misunderstand me I'm not complaining that Miss Meng's looks don't match up to Syaoran's. In fact, Miss Meng could most likely become the latest model of the century! With her long, wavy black hair and her sleek, slender figure, who wouldn't melt at her knees? Amazingly though, Syaoran hasn't yet reacted to her Sakuram and that I find very strange indeed. Truthfully, they look like a match-made in heaven! Hey wait a second, if I maintain a good relationship with Syaoran, maybe he can help me get on the good side of Miss Meng and increase my chances of promotion. Hmm, what a great idea Sakura, you are one smart cookie!
I glanced briefly back at the couple and rolled my eyes as Miss Meng flirted continuously. She was going to so regret it once she knew what Syaoran was really like.
"Sakura!" she suddenly shrieked, causing me to look straight at her. So she did realize my existence after all.
"Yes Miss Meng?" I squeaked. Oh my god, why do I always squeak when I talk to her.
"Have you finished that proposal yet?" she demanded.
"Erm…...well, I'm working on it," I replied, typing madly on the keyboard to prove that I WAS doing something until that stupid Syaoran came along.
She walked over to my desk and picked up the empty plastic bags with the empty soup cartons in it. "What is this, some midnight feast?" she snapped.
I was about to explain when Syaoran interrupted and said, "Oh, that's mine, I kind of got hungry." He looked at her sheepishly whilst I stared at him in awe. Did Syaoran Li really just back me up there? I think my delusional thoughts are worsening by the second.
Miss Meng looked at him unconvinced but shrugged. "Remember to clean it up," she told me and then pulled Syaoran out of the door, asking him if he wanted to go and get something decent to eat. URGHHH! That woman! Trying to show off her 'power' in front of Syaoran! I swear I'll show her a piece of me! Well, if I get the chance that is…..
: 11pm That Night :
I stretched my arms tiredly as I finally finished typing up the proposal. Honestly, has nobody told that woman that she can't write properly? It was like trying to read a different language when I was typing up that document! After printing the document off in the Reprographics Room and handing it into Miss Meng's office, I started to make my way downstairs and out of the building.
Yawning, I was about to flag a cab that just passed but a figure caught my eye. Oh my god, is that who I think it is? I took a closer look, rubbing my eyes to see if the computer screen had messed with my vision. DAMN! It is HIM! I rolled my eyes and started to head in the opposite direction as he constantly waved his arms frantically.
"Hey Ying Fa!" the figure called out as he ran over beside me. You already guessed who it was right? I mean, who else would make up such a childish nickname and still address me that way even though I ORDERED him not to.
"Oh hey Syaoran," I answered dully as I continued to walk away from him. "Aren't you supposed to be having a candle-lit dinner with Miss Meng?" I asked him.
Syaoran shook his head. "Nope, who says?" he asked confused.
"Well everyone knows that Miss Meng has a 'thing' for you," I told him. "I presumed she dragged you to another fancy restaurant."
"She does?" Syaoran gasped, surprised.
I looked at him pathetically. "Oh come on, don't tell me you didn't know." How stupid could this guy get?
Syaoran shook his head. Okay, he really didn't.
"Well now you know," I told him. "So leave me alone and go and chase Miss Meng. Be a good boy and off you go," I instructed, running further away. As I had expected, he stuck to me like glue and wouldn't leave. Oh my god, what is up with him? Why can't he leave me alone? Just one second of freedom, please!
"Hey, are you hungry?" he asked as he caught up with me.
"Yes but what's it to you?" I replied. "I'm just going to go home and stir up some noodles."
"Well how about I make a suggestion and take you to a nice place to eat," he said. I looked at him and smiled a fake smile.
"Well how about listen to my suggestion," I replied. "You go wherever you want to go and I head back to my humble home. Yeah, that sounds like a great idea so BYE!" I exclaimed quickly and started to walk faster. Of course as I had already guessed, Syaoran trailed behind me unhappily causing me to feel extremely guilty. Was I being too mean do you think? I stopped in my tracks and sighed. "What do you have in mind?" I asked, knowing that he wouldn't stop until I agreed.
Syaoran flashed his trademark cute smile and dragged me to some Wonton soup place. I was astonished because I expected a rich boy like him to eat at a posh looking restaurant instead like that fancy French restaurant Miss Meng dragged him into last time. Well, who says that rich kids enjoy luxuries all the time? So within a few minutes, two bowls of hot, sweet smelling Wonton soup were placed in front of us and we started to dig in. And it was then that Syaoran started asking me a lot of questions about myself, so reluctantly I disclosed some minor facts but keeping it to a minimum. I mean who was he to know so much about me? However on the other hand, I insisted he had to return to favour and tell me about himself. Course the silly cookie fell for my sly trick and filled me in on his life story a little TOO much. So here are the basic facts I managed to derive from THE Syaoran Li:
Name: Syaoran Li
Nickname: Little Wolf (Okay, DON'T expect ME to call him that)
Age: 25
Place of Birth: Hong Kong
Family background: Only child of the owner of Li Enterprise, one of the biggest companies around. In other words he comes from a mega rich family.
Reason for staying in my 'not so luxurious' apartment: Father wants him to learn about what life is really like without the luxury of a big house. (EXACTLY, all rich men should do that to their sons! Stops them messing about just because they think they got the money. Mr Li, you are my idol!)
Occupation: Line Manager of one of the branch offices of his father's business (Hey! I never knew our company was part of Li Enterprise? Wow, my job is pretty good after all…darn and I used to tell people I work in a low-run down company under the supervision of the nastiest woman on the planet. OOPS!)
Hobbies: Racing cars, spending money, listening to music and chatting up girls (Oh, let me add one more thing to his hobbies. ANNOYING ME! HMMMPHH!)
Favorite food: Doesn't have any because he just about eats anything (What a pig!)
Current Status: Single but looking (Oooh Miss Meng's in luck!)
Had any previous girlfriends? Yes, 20 or so (faint)
Leaning closer to him, I whispered, "So do you like Miss Meng?" I giggled as I waited for his answer.
He looked up from his bowl but didn't answer. "Come on, yes or no?" I pressed. You could really tell I was desperate for them to get together so I could start my revenge on Miss Meng. And if I help Syaoran to find a beautiful yet smart fiancée, maybe I will get promoted. HAHAHA! Yes, I can see that day coming very soon!
He shrugged. Does that mean he doesn't know? "Alright, you guys have only met for a few days so I can understand if you don't really like her. However, I'm sure that once you get to know her a little better you will start falling for her," I told him. Of course I was telling him this through gritted teeth. Miss Meng is never nice no matter what time of day, year or month it was. However, from what I've seen, Miss Meng is exceptionally different to Syaoran so maybe it will work out…..
"So do you like anybody at the moment?" he asked, changing the subject. Now it was my turn to become quiet.
"Nope," I replied, trying to finish my soup.
"No crush?"
"Nope."
"Boyfriend?"
"Nope."
"Do you even like guys?"
"Nope." ARGHH, I mean yes! Well not at the moment because I'm kind of despising the male species but I didn't mean it the way that Syaoran was asking.
"So you like women then?"
I glared at him. "Do I look like I have a 'thing' for women?" URGH, it was no use asking him since he would probably say I did.
"By the way are you finished?" I said, changing the subject as I placed down my bowl. "I want to go home."
Syaoran wiped his mouth and waved for a waiter to come over. Well, I think that answers my question.
: Back at home :
Reaching the apartment, I took off my shoes and flung myself onto the couch. I reached for the remote control and switched on the television. Hold on, I thought my television blew yesterday? And how come it's increased in size and is now flat-screen? I rubbed my eyes to see if I was seeing things but seriously there was a brand new, huge plasma television right in front of me. I rushed over and examined it more carefully. WOW. I don't even know how much savings I would need to buy this television screen. Probably have to work for Miss Meng for the rest of my life to afford something like this. Scratching my head, I wondered how it got there in the first place when Syaoran's voice interrupted.
"Like it?" he asked as he sat on the couch.
"Did you buy the television?" I gasped, suddenly remembering that my roommate was rich.
He nodded and smiled. "Well you said I had to pay you back," he reminded me.
"Yeah, but you didn't have to get me something this expensive," I told him. "An average looking television would do just fine."
"Well I need to watch the television as well you know, I prefer watching wide-screen," he informed me. I gave in and nodded and surprisingly I didn't think he was selfish. In fact I had a feeling I knew that he wasn't just buying it for his own sake.
Anyway, I still can't believe that I've got such an expensive television in my house! Tomoyo is going to be so jealous! Hmm, maybe having a rich room-mate like Syaoran is a good thing after all!
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