AN: Okay peeps I don't know what to say you may all hate me now. Finally I can update this fanfic and I'm REALLY sorry I really do for making you wait for ages! Please please please forgive me, I've passed the final examination of high school in my country and I think it's time for me to continue writing. TO be honest my x-boyfriend made me broken hearted so that I could hardly write a romantic story but I've told ya I won't stop this fanfic (thanks for the reviews). I really appreciate your thoughts guys, some of you even suggested the ending plot and I was so touched. The story is gonna end soon but again I'm sorry I can't rush everything so I need your patience LOL. It can be a happy ending, or a sad one.

What Miracles are Made Of – Chapter 10: "The Truth Unfolds"

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A month had passed since the accident happened.

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"Oh my, how could Xiao Lang run away from this house, his inevitable work, and most of all, his mother? I wonder what defect I have done in making a man of him. I suggest you all not to lie to me. Tell me this instant where that shameless boy is," Yellen roared hysterically to all the staffs in the house, including the butler, maids, and personal bodyguards.

No one could answer her question. It wasn't because they lied, but it's due to the fact that they didn't know any single thing about it. Yelen was extremely furious about his only son's behavior, and the enragement from the production house having a deal with Syaoran didn't help. Her face turned even more dangerous when she remembered the incident which happened two weeks before. Fuming, she stomped off to her room on the second story.

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Flashback.

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Yelen was startled to death when her eyes followed Syaoran figure walking down the stairs, a big suitcase in his hand. Vanessa, who at that moment was also in the same room, couldn't hold herself not to widen her eyes.

"Xiao Lang, tell me. Is it just my eyes or you're just doing the stupidest thing in the world?" Syaoran could only sigh hearing his mother's bawl out. One thing for sure: he wouldn't retreat.

"Do you need a new contact lens, mother? Isn't it clear? When someone brings this large suitcase, it means that he wants to get out. Well, whether he thinks the house is a living hell or he just wants to go to some place where a goddam shit like what you've just said can't be heard," Syaoran smirked, continuing walking to the front door. "Wei, is it ready? Yeah, black Bentley. No, I wanna drive," he spoke briefly on the phone and turned around only to come face to face with his dear mother and a blonde haired girl whose jaws dropped.

Vanessa involuntary dropped the potato chips she'd been eating to the floor. "Xiao Lang, you don't really mean to get outta this house, do you? You surely haven't forgotten that you'll play in the same movie with me as the main characters, have you?" Vanessa asked. A hysteric expression hit her face. Man, she was a very bitchy thing, and a too confident one at that.

Syaoran gave a little laugh. A moment later, a Bentley stopped outside the front door. A man got off the driver seat and Syaoran was ready to replace him.

"Stop what you're doing this instant. I'm warning you, Li Xiao Lang! If you don't, I swear God you're not a member of our clan anymore! You disaffected child!"

Syaoran came to a halt, looking at Yelen who was panting hard. "Couldn't be better." He stared at his mother deeply, making her and Vanessa lift their hands to their mouths at the same time.

"Syaoran, I can't be fucking apart from you! You're not leaving me alone!" Vanessa was clearly boiled over seeing how offish Syaoran was to her. She had never failed in drawing guys before.

"I know that you think yourself such a beauty and all. But, sorry, I'm just not your prince charming." With those last words which he left out seriously, he got into the driver seat, buckled up, and sped off. Vanessa could only drop to her knees, staring at the doorway blankly.

Yelen, without wasting another time, commanded her employees to run after him. "I will afford you anything if you can catch that boy and bring him back to his house!" To her horror, it didn't build their spirit. They sighed desperately instead. They just knew for a fact that Syaoran was one racer who everybody hated to challenge.

"Uso (lie). This is not happening. No. Syaoran!" Vanessa screamed out loud, washing against the floor, frustrated. It was such a fail to steal his heart along with all his wealth.

Yelen was too stressed to find this act. "What are you doing here? I must warn you not to make my floor dirty!" She kicked Vanessa on the butt, causing her to cry eyes out.

All the staffs there couldn't do anything but shook their heads in disbelieve. The Li family was poorly turned upside down. The female ones regretted the departure of their young to die for master.

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End of Flashback.

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The door was burst opened at a sudden when a girl with a black hair and flashing crimson eyes, yes Mei Lin exactly, came in angrily. She's nothing less than a nightmare now.

"Is Xiao Lang home?" she asked a maid who was cleaning the floor, nearly making her die of heart attack, even though she knew the answer. She was positively pissed off when she knew that Syaoran just ran away while she and Eriol were visiting Sakura.

"Mei Lin, I perfectly know that you're now in a bad bad mood. But, if you don't stop kicking the floor brutally, I'm afraid it will be wracked." Eriol didn't even know whether what he's saying was a joke or not.

"Hell, I'd rather demolish this house. But, he may be still thick headed even though I make this fucking house optically as flat as the ground!" She then warned the maid to clean the floor at somewhere else because she was hindering her way.

"Sakura and Syaoran seemed to be not grown up enough to realize that both are hypocrites… or foolish?" Eriol sighed, sinking down to the sofa. They had spent the day searching for any sign of him in London and calling all his friends, but the result was nil. They almost had a problem because Mei Lin's fans nearly noticed the disguise thing. But fortunate for them, she had a bodyguard pretending to be her killer father.

"Or he might be just hiding somewhere in his own house?" Mei Lin left out a crazy statement, making Eriol sweat drop. "Syaoran, get out! Time's up, you're the winner!" She rolled her eyes, walking upstairs.

On the second story, Mei Lin walked along the deserted corridor, having no idea what she wanted to do and where to go. She smiled sadly, glancing at the photos hanging on the wall.

Suddenly, she halted, stepped back a few meters, and turned to her left. What she saw was a room she had never come into before, and she wondered why Syaoran always had a smile tugging at his lips every time he emerged from it.

She cracked the door open and was surprised to find stocks of cute puppets inside the shelves lining against the wall. There were many other things, like accessories from Spiderman and Syaoran's favorite soccer team.

"Wow, I shouldn't be this amazed, but still I am." Mei Lin traveled her eyes around the room, grinning. "Damn, what am I doing? It's like I've nothing else to do!" She grumbled, stomping to the door. While she was stepping outside the room, she stumbled and fell with her face lying flat on the floor.

"Ahhhh! My apologize, miss! I really didn't mean to hurt you." The owner of the voice was the maid whom Mei Lin had snapped downstairs, and the thing causing her to stumble was the same dust cleaner. "I'm sorry, you told me to clean somewhere else, so I—"

"Stop it. My hair will have been all white once you've finished your explanation. Damn, that hurt a lot, a LOT." Mei Lin hurriedly stood up and glanced back to the room. "Look at that bear. It fell also from the shelf. I must have created an earthquake." A white teddy bear had fallen; it had a smile on its face as if laughing at her.

The maid bowed down 3 times and apologized 3 times again, then rushed away. If that accident had happened to Yelen, she would have been fired.

Mei lin took the white bear, burbling how cute it was. "What the—what the hell is this? You think you're a kangaroo?"

The bear had a small poke on its belly, and surprisingly, there was a note inside it. Ignoring the thought that she was crossing someone's privacy, she coolly took it and read. At that moment, a 3x4 photo fell to the floor, but she cared not.

It needed about 20 seconds to finish what she read. But whatever it was, it definitely made her jaw drop by the end of the writing. She immediately picked the photo on the floor.

Downstairs, Eriol was trying to relax, enjoying the hot coffee which had just been served. It was a pity he suddenly spurted it out, making his pants soaked, because of Mei Lin's incomparable screaming.

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Sakura.

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Now, the recovered girl was looking at the view of London city for the last time through the window. She was sitting in a cab with her father, big brother, and best friend.

Tomoyo was still stubborn complaining to Fujitaka so that Sakura could remain in London. But apparently, Sakura herself had given up. She didn't say any word, just looking out the window, and there was nothing shimmering in her eyes anymore.

When her thoughts flew to absolutely nothing, her cell rang. She looked at Eriol's number on the screen and pushed the button while the others could only remain silent, wondering what it would be.

"Hello?"

"Sakura, I've just been informed by the hospital, you're off to the airport. Are you serious about this? I've told you before to think again," Eriol blurted out panicky.

"Think about what? Think about another chance for me to appear on TV with you and Syaoran again?" Sakura joked, but smiled sadly. Tomoyo, without thinking over, pressed a button on Sakura's cell phone, making everybody hear his voice through the speaker. "Tomoyo, what the heck did you just do?"

Touya couldn't help but shook his head. They couldn't see Fujitaka's expression since he was sitting at the front, but actually he was quite curious too.

"Eriol! Please, I beg you to find Syaoran now! I've no idea where that jackass is, but I don't care. Even though he's in Antarctic, Eiffel tower, somewhere underground, or may have been drowning in the sea, he MUST appear immediately to see this thick headed girl beside me before we board to Japan!" Tomoyo said 100 percent cared not about what Fujitaka's response would be. Surprisingly, he still didn't speak a single word.

"Roger. Speaking is clearly easier than executing, madam queen. Wish me luck, would you? I, the best agent ever exist in this goddam world, will make that idiot show himself from whatever hole he's hiding. Hope he haven't died because of desert storm if I find him in Egypt," Eriol replied, causing Tomoyo to laugh.

"Guess I'm counting on you from now on. Whatever happens, this mission must be a success. I'm telling you, I don't wanna hear a report that I don't wanna hear." Tomoyo's voice became firm just like a leader of some secret organizations. A second after that, the contact ended. She really respected Eriol for he'd just been heart broken, but still did that only for his love.

"What's the use of doing that, Tomoyo? Like you have no idea that it's useless!" Sakura threw Tomoyo a disbelieve look. She totally lost her hope when she knew that Syaoran had left her forever. She was really upset when she woke up only to find him missing. She got it now that she's unworthy to be by the superstar's side, and it hurt terribly.

Tomoyo glowered at Sakura when unexpectedly, the car stopped at a fuel stop.

"I'm sorry, I wanna pee," the driver immediately got off, running to the toilet like he's being chased by a ghost.

'Did he just say pee?' all his passengers were dot eyed.

Sighing, Fujitaka got off too and walked to the store. Excellent, the two girls now can share their argument conservatively.

"It's me who should complain to you. Who are you? What have you done to Sakura?" Tomoyo pressed his point finger on Sakura's forehead. "Where is Sakura who's always cheerful, optimist, and enthusiast? Where did that strong spirit go? The one that could make me and everyone amazed?" she spoke firmly, holding Sakura's shoulder. "Do you have any idea where you are now?"

"A fuel stop," Sakura answered simply.

"Fuel stop in LONDON precisely!" Tomoyo corrected, emphasizing the word 'London'. "London, for God's sake! I do believe that you would give me 1 million dollar, no, 1 billion dollar, if you're to leave this city without telling Syaoran how you feels in the first place!"

"That was a long time ago!" Sakura cried, her voice filled with tremor. "A long time ago when I haven't figured out that whichever effort I try, still the miracle won't happen! You didn't know, did you? I was going to tell him the truth when that car hit me! The result is I was dying. When I opened my eyes, he's nowhere to be found. God forbid me! I've made him so troubled and disturbed (her words were just the same as Syaoran's LOL). I thought he was going to realize what I felt, but the truth wasn't so." Her eyes burned with tears.

"So the point is, you just wanna forget him? You're not gonna protest your father?" Tomoyo sighed. This is Sakura's problem, but she's just as tired as Sakura was.

"You know that it won't lead us to anything," Sakura said, throwing her glance outside the window again.

"Don't you think that Syaoran cares about you?" Tomoyo didn't know what else to do to make her stay.

"That's nothing more than a sympathy," Sakura felt her hot tears slide down to her cheeks. It was so hard to leave Syaoran, but the situation forced her to do so.

"I disagree," suddenly, Touya's voice emerged. They had given him a free show all along the journey. "It's him who feels it. You can't just jump to conclusion when you're so pessimist," he shared his opinion, wondering why the hell Sakura, who used to puzzle over the way to get to that bastard superstar, could be so down like this. Well, he might want to make that guy pay for this one. It was obvious that Syaoran was reluctant to leave Sakura too, but the problem was: they didn't have any initiative to fight for their feelings.

Tomoyo beamed happily seeing Touya speaks. She'd been begging him for ages with eye contact to talk something.

"You mean, there's still a hope?" Sakura asked desperately.

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But 3 days have passed. Hong Kong.

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Li Syaoran sighed as he collapsed to his extremely comfortable bed in a luxurious hotel in Hongkong. Surely, this was a super secret that anybody shouldn't figure out. Fortunate for him, he got some people expert in this area who he could rely on. Every data and document about him which Yelen could trace was falsified, and he couldn't know how long he had to keep living in secrecy.

How complex this question was, it still couldn't compete with his thought of Sakura. He had tried anything, including street racing and doing martial arts. But, none of them was effective. Even sleeping wasn't either, because she still existed in his dream. What she's doing now? Has she recovered fully? Is Eriol with her? Those questions were haunting him more than The Ring film he watched when he was 5 (trust me I don't wanna see that film again!)

"Shit, you get off my mind. Don't make me break the promise to walk off your life." He ran his hand to his unruly chestnut hair. "Dammit."

A bell snapped him out of his thoughts. The sound was very annoying because the guest kept pushing the button like nuts.

"Hope they will get this thing off once I've multiplied the cost." Syaoran was bewildered for there's still someone disturbing him even though he'd booked all the rooms on the top floor. He peeked through the hole on the door only to find a peach color. "Get your finger off. I'm not interested in looking at your fingertip," he said, getting more annoyed. He was on the watch for his mother's staffs, reporters, or fans.

Apparently, what could be heard was a polite woman's voice: "My apologize, Mr. Li. There is a young honey brown haired lady who wants to meet you, and I was surprised too that she could figure out, Sir. I told her that she couldn't, but she insisted on sending a message. She asked why you left her in the hospital. She really wanted to see you in spite of her unwell condition, Sir. To be honest, I'm quite worried about it. It seemed that she is now getting into trouble because some reporters are cornering her."

Syaoran's heart skip a beat and his emotion flared up that moment.

"Sakura! What happened to her? Is she alright?" Without thinking twice, he turned the door knob roughly. His eyes widened, seeing a furious Mei Lin standing before him. Her acting was always impressive.

"If you so care about her, you should think first before you hurt her, asshole!" Mei Lin yelled, her crimson eyes flashing dangerously. "And maybe this will help you think!" She threw a white teddy bear forcefully and Syaoran quickly caught it.

"What the hell are you doing here? How could you be on my doorway? And what's this?" Syaoran could only give her cold look and words. He nearly died of heart attack.

"Jay, Hong Kong's best street racer you've just beat, called me last night," a voice which was as cold as his answered. Eriol appeared beside Mei Lin, making his jaw tighten. "Perhaps, he doesn't remember what he's done, since he was quite drunk last night. Seems like it's his self-satisfy."

"Jay?" Syaoran cursed under his breath, not believing it. He took his cell from the pocket and dialed a number. On the other line, someone said, 'Guess I'm ready to get back at you now—' and whatever it was the rest of it couldn't be heard, for Syaoran interrupted coldly, "Fuck off. Hear this one. Forget my ten seconds car Lamborghini deal. I've told you not to fucking tell no one about our race, and you can forget bout your mc laren repair too." Not waiting for the reply, he hung up.

Jay's thought at the moment: 'Goddam son of a bitch. He can't be funny at all', and then he threw his cell phone out the window.

"Syaoran, Sakura—" Mei Lin was just started when Syaoran made her mute.

"Watch your mouth. I don't wanna hear anything bout her. You hear me, ANYTHING bout her," he lied.

"Read these first," Eriol handed him two things. One was a small roll of paper and the other was a light green envelope. "Mei Lin found that paper inside the white bear's poke, and the envelope was found by us after bundling off all the staffs in Warner Bros Studio to dig your fans letter heap!"

Syaoran was totally confused seeing his cousins. With a lost expression, he unrolled the paper and read a handwriting which was likely to be a song lyric:

I always looked at you from afar

I always waited for you

But you probably don't feel anything for me

I always acted like nothing was going on,

Like I didn't feel anything,

I love you so much and I want to put you by my side,

I'm waiting like this

I want you so much like this

So please come to me

To me who is waiting for you like this

All the days I spent without you,

I've longed for you alone

Now let me be with you for all the time we've missed

"Ever heard that song before? In a restaurant, I might add," said Eriol. Syaoran was totally lack of words when he read a name in the end of it.

Sakura Kinomoto

"God, she wrote a song for you. All this time, what she feels for you is something more than a girl does for her idol," Mei Lin continued, her teary eyes staring into his broken ones.

Tyring to hold up his shaking hand, Syaoran continued opening the envelope, and find a letter which he had read before. He also found a picture he had seen before in there.

"And ever seen that face before, my dear cousin?" Eriol asked again, his tone ascending.

Those emerald green eyes, beautiful honey brown hair, and breathtaking smile which would make all the guys' heart melt… There's only one girl who could be.

Syaoran threw his fist to the door so that Mei Lin jumped. He finally realized the mistake he had stupidly made. He didn't make anything better. He just made it the worst! Sakura Kinomoto loved him and that song was dedicated to him. Perhaps, all her struggles were only for him, only to be with him, even though a lot of ordeals cast upon her.

"God, DAMMIT! No…. Sakura." The last word was barely a whisper, the one implying the deepest regret. "Fuck all of this shit," he cursed. Why did it have to happen? Why did the truth unfold once he had said the farewell? Why? "No, it's not too late. Where's she? Is she still in the hospital? Or has she returned to her apartment? I'm outta here to London now," Syaoran asked, making his two cousins look at him sadly. "I said, where is she? Answer me now!" He didn't like one bit the expressions on their face, as if telling him that there's still another fact hidden, and a bitter one at that.

"She has left, three days ago," Eriol answered matter-of-factly while Mei Lin burst into tears. Syaoran, on the other hand, was laughing in disbelieve. He didn't know if he could hold it if he had to face one more like this.

"You liar. Don't fucking mess up with me." Syaoran gripped Eriol's collar, banging him to the door, making him wince. The shocked Mei Lin left out a curse which sounded 'holy shit'. He totally lost control. What had happened definitely struck at his nerves.

"I'm not lying and I will not again," Eriol said truly, regretting what he'd done in the past. He knew that Sakura looked pass him and just love one person who was Syaoran, but he hid it. Damn, it's not his fault. It's them who were too foolish. You can imagine all people but themselves figured out their feelings to each other. "She's in Japan. She returned with her father, brother, and Tomoyo," he told although it was difficult to speak in that situation.

"Syaoran, please run after her," Mei Lin said through tears, causing Syaoran to get Eriol off his clutch.

"I will, and once I did, I won't ever let her go," Syaoran made a vow, clenching his fist in anger toward himself who had broken Sakura's heart into pieces. His fierce amber now could make any man or animal cower under it, but every time he looked at her all you could see was love.

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The following day.

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Sakura was passing line of stores and bunch of people walking on the main road side. A walkman was hung on her jeans pocket, bouncing a J-rock song 'Jiyuu e no Shoutai' by L'Arc-En-Ciel. She felt her cell phone vibrating inside her handbag. While pulling off the walkman earphone, she took it.

"Moshi moshi."

"Sakura, where are you now?" Yahiko's voice. (If you don't remember Yahiko please read again chap 1 and 2 LOL)

"I'm sorryyy. I'm still on the way. Last night I could hardly sleep, so I got up late this morning," she answered. One of these days, she really couldn't fall asleep even though she had closed her eyes for hours.

"What? Why didn't you tell me? I just came to your house to pick you up and I'm on the way too now. What if there are reporters or slickers setting eye on you?" he asked worriedly.

"Don't worry. I'm expert in this kind of thing." Did I just say expert? One time, I was trapped in a sewer after being chased by officers. The second one, I was nearly rapped by roughnecks.

"Fine," he hung up.

Ten seconds had just left, but Sakura had already felt someone grips her shoulder. "No, get off me!" She almost screamed, thinking it was paparazzi or road gang.

"Shhhh… Calm down. It's me, Sakura," Yahiko's soft eyes looked into her widened ones.

How could he arrive here? I just spoke to him on the phone! He wasn't teleporting, was he?

Apparently, Yahiko smiled. "I've told you, I was on the way too. I just saw you and hung up." He laughed, looking at her expression which showed that she didn't like to be joked.

"But, you almost made me scream like a lunatic in the middle of the city." Sakura stuck out her tongue.

Yahiko chuckled lightly. "Yeah, wear this. Remember, just in case." He took off his cap, placing it on her head, making her heart beat twice.

"Another race?"

"Depends on the paparazzi," Syaoran joked, taking his other sunglasses on the dashboard and put it on. He also took his cap and handed it to Sakura, who directly blushed. "Just in case."

God, where's he now and what's he doing? Am I allowed to meet him again? Sakura, what the heck are you thinking about? It's not possible now! Face the fate!

"Something wrong?" Yahiko asked, his voice filled with worries.

"Iie, nandemo nai. By the way, are Tomoyo and the others in the theater now?" Sakura dragged the conversation to the plan watching Poseidon with Tomoyo, Rika, Chiharu, Takashi, and Naoko. They were really glad to welcome Sakura's arrival in Japan and that was one of the celebrations.

"They even have bought the popcorns, and I bet the foods will all have been gone once we've arrived there."

Sakura laughed hearing his joke. Well, it's not really a joke, is it? She realized that Yahiko had never given up his feeling for her, although she had refused softly. Rika said that Yahiko once fought with seniors who jeered at me when the news was spread in Japan… She remembered subconsciously, staring at his face, making him nervous.

"Thank you," she said, making him turn to her.

His eyebrows were raised. "What for?"

Sakura just giggled cutely, really cute that Yahiko had to try as hard as he could not to pull her to him that second. He had been suffering waiting for Sakura to be by his side, and here she was.

He wanted like hell to ask about her relationship with Li, but didn't have the guts to drag the topic. However, Li didn't seem to visit her in Japan. The thought of it made him shudder, because he had the toughest rival in the world. Nobody wanted to make that little wolf enemy.

Until now, there had been 50 people who accidentally came to a halt, stumbled, or crashed up against lamp posts when they recognized her existence, but she cared not. She so missed enjoying the city of Tokyo. But even though the longing for it had been fulfilled, there's still one more longing which was far greater than it. It was her longing for—

"Syaoran Li." a little boy pointed in the middle of the pavement, making her halt. Her lips trembled hearing the name and she then turned around...

But Syaoran was nowhere to be found.

"Yes, okaasan. This ne-chan is Li's girlfriend." The boy pulled his mother's skirt. The woman only smiled embarrassedly at Sakura. "Can I have your autograph?"

Sakura sighed sadly, watching the boy pleads his mother to get him a paper and pen. The name that always brightened her days before only caused pain to her heart now.

"I am nobody. You must have mistook it," a fake smile touched her lips. "Do you like Li Syaoran?"

"Hai, I like him sooo much! Once I've grown up, I wanna be a multi talented actor like him. His fighting scenes are way too cool!"

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A baby doll styled girl was walking along the pavement together with her friends, chatting excitedly, when a black Lexus nearly grazed against her, making her pushed to her friends.

"What the fuck do you think you are? Watch where you're going, man! Are you blind?" she snapped, primping her hair. "Listen to me. I've been through hair bonding, highlighting, manicure, pedicure, and all! Shit, you just made it not perfect!" Her frightening face was glued to the car window.

The driver rolled down the window and she saw a figure of a very handsome guy wearing shades. "My apologize, miss. I wasn't paying any caution. Are you hurt?" English was spoken. Not believing what's before her, the girl's jaw dropped.

A friend behind her asked, "What's wrong? He won't apologize? Who the hell is he? I'll make him pay!"

But, the girl immediately stuttered, trying to speak in English as perfect as she could. "O-oh I-I'm okay r-really… T-that's my f-fault, I w-was walking too c-close to t-the s-street." Her face was red like a boiled crab.

"I told ya Xiao Lang. Watch your speed!" A girl's voice beside the driver seat was heard.

"Can't we just wait in her house?" Another voice from the back seat, a male one.

"You've called her home and her dad told you that she's out in Shibuya, did he? I wanna find her now," the gorgeous driver said, sighing, and took off his shades. He looked so tired. "Once again, my apologize." A pair of amber eyes looked at her and then he sped off again.

"O my god, o my god, I think I just saw...

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'Li Syaoraaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn!'

Sakura heard the name somewhere from the block, but it wasn't clear. She shook her head, thinking that it might be one of her imagination again. "Let's go," she said to Yahiko who smiled in return, leaving the boy and his mother.

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AN: Well you haven't seen anything yet, please continue reviewing. Thanks a lot you made me continue this story, I can't mention everyone but each of your reviews means so much to me.