Chapter 9

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Seconds. Minutes. How long she stayed frozen she didn't know. She could feel the gaze of everyone present who have seen Syaoran's little exhibition on her. The heat was causing her body to burn. But it wasn't the atmosphere that had made her feel hot, she knew that very well. She look at an amused Tomoyo and uttered, "What just happened?".

She blanked out.


Why is this happening to me? I never thought my life would be this way, I never thought a life where Syaoran would actually know me, speak to me, and most of all kiss me on the cheeks. I know I should be ecstatic but for some reason, the glares that I can feel on me are not a very pleasing thing to feel. I'm afraid to even look at others because of their death glares. But what else can I do? I can't stay blanked out like this. I took up my courage and slowly lift up my head, I look for something to put my view on and saw Tomoyo's friendly face. At least Tomoyo will always be the same. I thought to myself. This made me feel better.

I didn't care about anyone - about the atmosphere. I tried my best to look normal as possible as I can.

Tomoyo waited for me to compose myself. When I was ready I knew that it was now ok for her to speak but she spoke hesitantly.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

"I think so," I said and added an "I hope so."

" I can't believe what he just did?! And in front of many people at that! That idiotic person!"

"Hehe, I see that. No relationship…" She let it drag knowing well that it's better to keep her thoughts to herself, though I can possitively say that she's 'gliniting' in her imaginative ways.

"Tomoyo..I think it's better if we leave. It feels like they're about to pounce on me." I said, taking a slight glance around the lobby.

"Yah, I think that's a good idea."

We stood up as silently as we can and headed straight toward the exit. Once we were out of the hotel, there were lights flashing, voices shouting. I couldn't register it for a moment before someone grabbed me and Tomoyo. Before I knew it, we were inside a black tinted car with some guy in black glasses on the driver seat.

"Who are you?! Why are kidnapping us?!" I shouted at him, while at the same time trying to open the door but it won't budge.

"Let us out!"

"Sakura, I don't think his here to kidnap us." She was pointing at something that was written on a paper behind the driver's seat. It said, "I hope that you are in good hands of Wei, he is not there to kidnap you.." That's what kept my mouth shut. "But to help you get through the media that might probably 'attack' you. Trust him; he will keep both of you safe. – Syaoran." And at the bottom was written, "P.S. I've instructed Wei the things to do, so work with him."

"Sakura, he knows exactly how you think!" Tomoyo giggled at my side.

"I can't believe this." I slumped back to the seat and just waited for whatever things to come.


The car was moving in a normal phase, it had been like this after we got through the hoards of reporter outside the hotel. When the car slowed down and stopped, Tomoyo and I were at the Daidoji's residence. Wei got out of the car and move to open the door for us, he asked Tomoyo to get out of the car.

"What about me?" I asked when I notice that he has no intention for me to go with Tomoyo.

"Master Syaoran said that I am to bring Ms. Daidouji to her house. Ms. Kinamoto will go with me somewhere."

"I don't like the sound of that." I uttered to myself.

Tomoyo was looking at me with a worried expression. I didn't want her to be worried so I assured her that I'll be fine. I watched as she entered her house through the rearview mirror.

It was silent in the car with a faint music coming from the car stereo. I waited, thinking silently to myself where Wei is going to bring me. Without clues and hints, I had no idea at all and it was bothering me.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked cautiously.

"Master Syaoran asked me to take you to a dress shop and told me to let you choose anything that you desire to have." He looked at me through the rear mirror and smiled lightly. "He's been acting different for a while now, my guess it is because of you, Ms. Kinomoto."

"You can call me Sakura, uh..Sir Wei?"

"Wei would be fine, Sakura." He smiled again.

"What's the dress for? And why would he be acting differently?"

"As for the dress, you'll know soon enough. And about him, let's just say that he wasn't quite interested in anyone that he would do something like this."

"Oh…oh.." I felt myself blushed yet again.


At the dress shop, Sakura found the most exquisite thing (Tomoyo's work exempted). It was a simple pale pink dress that has a design of leaves just above where the dress ends and a cloth like belt just hanging on her waist. It came with a silver pouch and a silver sandal.

Her hair was let down and was shining.

Once done, Wei brought her back to the car and drove past the other cars.

She waited for what was to come. She was waiting, barely taking in the city lights. The afternoon was spent that she didn't notice the slight darkness that was creeping through the clouds.

In the middle of her thoughts, Wei informed her that they were where Syaoran wants her to be. He opened the door to her and guided her to a fancy restaurant in a quite deserted place.

"Syaoran will accompany you in a moment."

Inside the restaurant was a table fixed for two. There was no customer which seems odd because the restaurant looks like it would be full of people, especially the rich ones. Suddenly, she felt a friction when someone lightly brushed her shoulder. She turned to look and saw that it was Syaoran. Her breathe hitched, Syaoran was 'polished' and handsome than can ever be. His eyes were on hers, showing her that he was happy that she was there. He seems so tamed and so gentlemanly type that she forgot all the nasty things that had happened…until he opened his mouth.

"You know, I won't melt even if you stare at me forever." He laughed his heartfelt laugh.

It all came crashing down on her.

"As if. I'm not staring at you!" She quickly averted his gaze afraid of the creeping heat that might betray her.

There was a silent pause and she turned to look back at him.

"Well, I certainly am staring at you." He said with pure honesty that anyone would think his joking, but not Sakura.

"Come."

He got her arms that was hanging on her side and placed it on his own. He led her to their table and let her sit.

Their dinner was of a quiet one, neither of one giving in to speak first. Syoaran suddenly stood up and went to Sakura's side. No words, no nothing, just his hands being offered to her. She didn't ask for any explanation, she doesn't have to. She could feel the emotion in his eyes. That's all that she needs. She slowly tried to place her hand on his, hesitating for only a second, flinching when she felt another certain jolt. She let her guard down and allowed Syaoran to take her hand. He easily swept her to her feet when music suddenly filled around them. She glided with him, moving to their rhythm, eyes lock to each other. When the song had change their pace didn't. After a while, Syaoran whispered to her, "You look really beautiful tonight." She can't help but smile to that, "Thank you. You look beautiful too." This made Syaoran chuckle, "You're not suppose to say beautiful to a guy you know." She scowled, but her smile was still there, "Deal with it."

"Everything here is beautiful," Sakura stated "but I just want to ask why you're doing this?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Syaoran cocked an eyebrow. "Any normal girl would jump with joy for an opportunity like this." He smirked.

"Well, sorry for not being a normal girl. It was really hard at first when I thought we were being kidnapped. You should have said something in the first place at least. I'm not like a normal girl who would exactly be jumping with joy when someone grabs her and her friend. I'm not a normal girl.. " Sakura was babbling and Syaoran was staring at her with an amused expression on his face. She needs to stop. She knows that but for some reason, she can't.

Syaoran took a part on that, "Yes, you're not a normal girl," his face turning from amuse to serious, "because you're special."


Finished another! Yes! I'm working it! Hahaha…it's nearing its end. I think. Haha

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