The Love and Life of An Actress Chapter 7

Lights, Camera, Action


A month later the press began to swarm the actors as it was close to premiere time for the first part of the series that was set to air shortly, they had already begun to tape the third part of the series which features Alexander's wife finding out about the affair that had been going on for a while now. The scenes where to be full of emotion and anger. Which most of the actors enjoyed to act out.

Sakura and Syaoran had practiced their own scenes with each other even the romantic sense when there characters would kiss, make love. However they made sure that no know knew of their own little affair that went on. Even taking measures to make sure neither of them got carried away with one each other while the kissed on set.

"How dare you!" Katrina shouted at Alexander. "How dare you bring that women here !"

"There will never be a good day to bring her but I wanted to show you how sorry I am and that I will never go back to her!" he shouted a back just as equally upset.

"He is right and I was in the wrong to pursue him and I'm sorry for that," Vanessa declared.

Katrina pointed to her door, " Get out!" she demanded.

With out saying anything Vanessa left the house once she had Katrina turned to her husband, "You expect me to show you some mercy. If you ever loved me Alexander you will never see that woman again."

"I do love you that is why I'm apologizing to you that is why I made the effort to confront you!" he exclaimed.

"Do what I ask of you, then I will consider your apology."

"And that is a wrap for the night!" Satori said jumping up from his chair. "Lovely work I do say so myself."

"Nice work Iroi," Syaoran commented to the actress that was standing across from him.

"Same to you. I'll see you tomorrow," she said and headed to the change room.

Sakura appeared from behind him, "It was good acting," she said.

"For sure."

"I'll see you later," Sakura said as she walked toward her dressing room then Syaoran to his own.

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Sakura found it hard to escape the press even in the underground parking lot where there where cameras and security guards stationed at the entranced while reporters and paparazzi positioned themselves at the entrance. Sakura drove out of the parking garage easily as she headed back to Syaoran's apartment. She made sure to keep an eye out of anyone following her then decided best to park her car at her building and walk to Syaoran's apartment covering her face as she left her car and walked toward his building.

Once she made it she buzzed his apartment once she heard a click from the door. She opened it and entered letting it close behind her. On her way up to his apartment she felt uneasy feeling like someone was watching her.

After she had arrived at the door and knocked. Shortly it was answer by Syaoran who let her in and closed the door locking it.

"I have to admit that I was jealous today," she said taking her coat off and setting it on the coat rack.

"Jealous how come?" Syaoran questioned.

"Well, because of what you said to Iroi."

Syaoran eyed her, "Sakura you know me better then that right?" he asked.

"I do," she smiled then, "I was only teasing."

Syaoran smiled then stood up and walked over to her. Watching her for a second he rested his left hand gently on her right cheek, "You know you are the only one I truly care for."

Sakura raised her right hand and covered his left hand with it, "I do."

They let their hands fall then closed the space between them and kissed softly, Sakura wound her arm around him as he did the same to her and she ran her hand through his hair. Both of them were being aroused more and more as they kissed. They broke apart briefly as Syaoran traveled down neck placing soft kissed here and there while Sakura tilted her head back with pleasure.

Neither were aware that their actions out in the open in the middle of Syaoran apartment where being watched by the paparazzi. Syaoran had forgotten to close the blinds this time after all the careful planning they did to conceal their relationship it was with one minor mistake that everything was about to come crashing down on them.

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The next day was a eye opener to the crew and staff who were shocked all except Etsuko the make-up artist. The tabloids published three pictures of them kissing in his apartment. Sakura was first to see the pictures and was in distress, ' what now?' she thought worried.

Satori wasn't happy to say the least but for the amount of time he has been in this business these things did happen, "Syaoran, Sakura...i don't have a problem with this relationship of yours. Just don't let it get in the way of the production of this flim."

"We won't it has been going on for about two months now and that hasn't changed the quality of our acting has it?" Syaoran questioned him.

Satori stroked his chin thoughtfully, "It hasn't."

Sakura was relieved, "We are sorry that it had to come out like this," she said holding the tabloid up with a frown.

"Okay take your seats in the make-up room and come back ready to work okay?" Satori said then walked leaving them standing there alone.

"I don't believe it," Sakura said looking at the paper.

"It's my fault...i left the curtains open last night. I was thinking to much of you and how beautiful you are."

Sakura blushed at his comment, "It is both of our faults."

"Syaoran! Sakura!" Yamato came running toward them, "I knew it!" he said accusingly pointing a finger at Syaoran.

"Does it really matter anymore? Satori is fine with it as long as we act accordingly."

"Don't give me that speech Syaoran. I knew deep down that this was going to happen," he exclaimed.

"Okay...it did I'll give you credit that you predicted what you did about Sakura and I," Syaoran took hold of Sakura's hand and entered the make up room with her in tow.

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That day was full of everyone wanting to know when and how this happened, Syaoran was tired of it he explained enough and was a bit angry toward the end of the day.

The two departed the studio together leaving Sakura's car parked the garage as they didn't really have to hide anymore from the press about their relationship.

Sakura looked over at him as they drove to his apartment, "I don't know how you adapt with life when you are constantly watched by the paparazzi," she said.

"It never is easy at first but eventually you get used to it," he said.

With in ten minutes they reached his building both got out of the car and walked to the building and entering.

Once they got into his apartment they set their coats on the coat rack then Sakura took a seat at the table. Syaoran walked over to his phone and checked to see who called and sure enough as he suspected Yamazaki had called four times he saw that there was messages as well. He sighed then pressed the message button on the answering machine, "Syaoran you couldn't imagine the surprise when I saw the tabloid front cover at the supermarket today. Give me a call please when you get home."

"Yamazaki is only trying to do what he thinks is right for me," Sakura said.

"Did I hurt you in any way?" he asked.

Sakura shook her head, "No you haven't. Don't worry about what he says to you."

Syaoran sighed as he picked up the phone to call Yamazaki. It rang about three times before there was a hello on the other end, "Yamazaki, it's Syaoran. Before you say anything it is not how it looks."

"Not how it looks? Syaoran you are kissing her-" he paused briefly, "look I told you it was a bad idea."

"And I'm telling you Yamazaki that Sakura is fine. She isn't hurt," syaoran told him.

"You know this for a fact?"

"I do because she is here with me. Our relationship is out in the open for the press to poke and prod all they want now. So you might as well get used to it."

"Syaoran don't patronize me," Yamazaki said tiredly.

"I am not patronizing you. Listen I'm pretty sure Sakura knows how to look after her self without you always getting in the way," he said irritated.

Sakura watched him as he argued with Yamazaki on the phone. He was right she didn't need Yamazaki constantly trying to protect her. If she got hurt again then it would be her own doing.

"Syaoran let me talk to him," she asked.

He turned to look at her, "Sakura want's to talk to you."

"Okay," Yamazaki agreed.

He handed her the phone, "Yamazaki I really think you are over reacting about this whole thing. It didn't hurt me that our picture was in the tabloids."

"Okay...maybe I am, I was just looking out for you."

"I know and thanks but I can handle myself...and if Syaoran would hurt me in any way, which I doubt he would, I could handle it."

Yamazaki remained silent, "That's fair...so I will leave you and Syaoran be."

"Yes, please, we are doing good."

"Alright, can you pass the phone to Syaoran again," Yamazaki asked.

Sakura handed Syaoran the phone, "Yes," he answered into the receiver.

"I just wanted to say sorry. Maybe I am being too overprotective," Yamazaki told him.

"I would think you are and thanks your apology is accepted."

To Be Continued...