Hey, me again! The quarter is ending soon…and I have a B…NOOOO! My poor A's…lolx. I'm a straight-A student…heheheee --()()-- that's me wearing glasses! Haha! Dang I can't put up the Reviewer's Section until next chapter because it doesn't "flow". That's how I feel…I don't know. But I typed like half of the Reviewer's Section…should I put it up…? No, no…hmm…

Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura is property of CLAMP.

Recap: Sakura and Syaoran drift away after their "declaration of love". Their confusing and awkward feelings can not reach either of them, yet Syaoran is beginning to feel something new towards Sakura. Their day to leave for Hong Kong finally arrives, and within a few hours, they arrive, surrounded by English and Chinese-speaking reporters and fans of Syaoran. What surprises Sakura the most, however, is the elegance of a woman who welcomed her.

Chapter Notes: You know what I wanted to call this chapter? CHAPTER 9: Confessions of a Sex-addict Playboy! LOL HAHAHAHAA Just kidding.

Living a Life

Written by xlscribblerlx

CHAPTER 9: Confessing Confessions

"M-mother?" Sakura blurted.

The woman before her kept on her straight face; elegant, graceful, emotionless, and wicked. Sakura blushed ever so red.

"I-I mean! Y-yes-s! I'm S-Sakura! Kinomoto!" Sakura ran up to Yelan and straightened out her skirt. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Li—I mean Yelan."(Sakura remembers to call Yelan by her name rather than Mrs. Or Ms. Li. CHAPTER 5: Shit and Us)

Sakura took a bow, but Yelan stopped her midway. She looked into Sakura's eyes.

"You have lovely eyes. But…they seem so far away. Almost distant. Has something happened?" Yelan said.

Syaoran's eyes widened.

'She can see Sakura's distant eyes too!' Syaoran surprisingly thinks in his head.

"M-my father. He's in the hospital. He's—"Sakura snapped her chin away from Yelan and left her head at her side. "He's really sick."

Yelan stood back up.

"I see," she replied. "Come. I was expecting you for a long time. You must come in and must have tea with me."

Sakura blinked hard twice and followed Yelan. When she arrived at the beautiful pearl rocked porch of the Chinese-made home, Yelan turned around.

"Syaoran. Come here," Yelan indicated.

Sakura gasped and whirled around. She had completely forgotten why she was here and who she came with.

"Mother," Syaoran answered almost shamefully.

"I've missed you, my son. Tell me how you have been later; right now please go to The Room. He's waiting for you."

Syaoran looked down and walked down the porch and disappeared.

'What? What's The Room…Who's He?' Sakura thought.

"Come, Sakura. Let us proceed," Yelan said to her.

"Oh! Yes, ma'am…" Sakura embarrassedly replied.

The two walked forward from the porch and into an area with three large homes.

"Wow…" Sakura whispered.

They walked into the right one. There, Sakura saw a round mahogany table of designs and a matching chair on either sides of it.

"Sit, my child," Yelan pointed to one chair.

Sakura quickly sat on the indicated chair. Yelan took her seat as well. A servant came in with a tray of two tea cups and tea pot. He set the items down on the mahogany table between them and left the room in rush.

"So, Sakura," Yelan began as she took the pot and poured the tea into their cups, "how have things been going for you?"

"It's pretty…good," Sakura hesitated. "Really, I'm fine."

"That's wonderful. Now let's get on with the real deal."

Yelan leaned into Sakura.

"When are you and my son going to get married?"

"WHAAAT?" Sakura jumped up from her chair.

'Of course! Yelan still believes that me and Syaoran are going to get married!'

"Excuse me?" Yelan snapped.

"Hoee! So terribly sorry!" Sakura yelled, surprised with herself. She quickly sat back down. "It's…um…heh! Well, you see…I was just…so excited and I guess I kind of forgot you knew!"

"Oh? I see, child. So when? I must know. Now."

"HEH HEH! UM! Well…I wouldn't wanna spoil this moment for Syaoran! I just know it that he wants to me to tell you with him. It's a special…special moment!"

"Oh, that is utterly cute. How foolish of me; let me call him in now."

Yelan then paused.

"Or we can wait. I believe he's very busy right now," she continued.

"…Busy?" Sakura dotted.

Syaoran

Syaoran had walked into another area that was beyond the porch of his direction. Little did Sakura know, there was another set of three houses where Syaoran was. Syaoran stood before the middle house. He looked at the large gate-like door for a while; when he finally walked up to it and pushed it open. The room was extremely dark; there was only a dim light on a large desk.

"Syaoran."

Syaoran walked toward the voice. He sharply stopped when he saw a shadowy figure come out from wherever it was.

"How have you been, my foolish son?"

Sakura

Sakura had been excused from Yelan and was now wondering around the porch.

"God…she's freaggin scary!" Sakura whispered.

Sakura did not know what to do. Yelan had told her that she could look around and if she wanted to go to her provided room, she was to ask the servants in the living room of the middle home.

"God…I wanna go see my room, but I don't really want to go in that room…" Sakura eyed the middle home. Somehow, she feels like Yelan was watching her every move and it freaked her out. "Jeez…what kind of mother does Syaoran have anyway!"

'What about his father? Where's he anyway?' Sakura thought.

She looked to the direction where Syaoran had left to. Sakura straightened out her dress and walked down the porch as Syaoran did.

Syaoran

"I'm fine, Father," Syaoran emotionlessly replied and closed the doors.

"Come here then," he replied.

Syaoran walked slowly toward him. Suddenly, Syaoran's father whipped his hand out and slapped his face.

"You are foolish! You go out to do no good, when I sent you to Japan to learn and set up Li Corporation. Instead you go and mess around with girls!" he shouted at Syaoran. "How dare you come back to China and declare MARRIAGE? You foolish—you are not my son."

Syaoran's face was hit to the side, where he just stood without turning his head back to face his father.

"You damn bastard," he shouted at Syaoran.

"Well at least I made something of Li Corp. It's the biggest company in Japan," Syaoran said.

"HA! Biggest? What about the damn Kinomotos?" he snapped back. "What about them huh? I thought I told you to rid of them! Instead they're taking out our business! They manage more money than us! Don't you know? Don't you know how the Kinomotos work their damn finances? Have I not taught you enough!"

"Shut up you old man," Syaoran finally faced his father. "I know how the Kinomotos work their money. In fact, I am dealing with a crisis because of it. The girl who I'm supposedly marrying is a Kinomoto, Father. She's the daughter of Fujitaka. Yeah, the daughter. She can't get to her money and her father is in critical condition—I helped her out because she couldn't get the damn money! Yeah! I HELPED HER! A LI!"

Syaoran took in a sharp breath of air.

"And you know what, DAD? I'm sorry if I'm ruining your reputation and crap, but I already helped a Kinomoto. If you think about it, I'm helping two. So if their finances are larger than ours, deal with it. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!" Syaoran ended.

Syaoran's father punched him in the face and Syaoran fell back and hit the ground.

"HOW DARE YOU TALK LIKE THAT TO ME!"

He stood above Syaoran, ready to hit him again when the doors flew open.

Sakura gasped at what she saw. Syaoran's father looked at Sakura for a split second and ignored her presence. He lifted his hand to continue his abuse.

"Oh my god, what are you doing to him?" Sakura gasped. Without thinking, she ran toward the two and dropped to the ground, covering Syaoran's head with her arms.

"S-sto-op i-it!" She shuttered. Sakura was shaking, scared and afraid of what she saw and of what he might do.

"Get out of the way. This is none of your concern, girl. Now move!" Syaoran's father ordered.

"That's enough, Xiong (I know this is not Syaoran's father's name, but I feel that this name suits him more, with a "g" at the end. I'm sorry if it bothers you.)."

All three turned to the door and saw Yelan. The light from outside the room made her glow; but it blinded Sakura.

Xiong gave out an angry breath and backed away from Syaoran.

"Get out of here," he said.

Sakura shivered as she lifted Syaoran up and away from Xiong. They left The Room and were safely outside with Yelan.

"C-can I just go s-see my room now?" Sakura laughed. It was very obvious that she was still amazed at what she saw and was scared.

"Come this way, you two."

They went back to the main area and into the left home. Syaoran didn't say anything to Sakura the whole way.

"Would you both like separate rooms or—" Yelan asked.

"—separate," Syaoran cut off.

Sakura's eyes went wide and quickly looked at him. He didn't look back.

"Very well. Come."

The three walked into a hall of doors.

"This will be your room, Sakura. Syaoran, you may go to your room if you wish," Yelan said when they stopped. "If you need anything Sakura, you may come see me or better yet just ask Syaoran, dear."

Yelan left. Syaoran and Sakura stood there in awkward silence.

"Syaoran, I—" Sakura began.

"—See you at dinner," Syaoran said and walked into his room and shut the door.

Sakura stood there, staring at his closed door with semi-shock. After about two minutes, she finally opened the door next to it and went in.

'What did I ever do? Why is he suddenly acting all cold…? It's got to have something to do with his dad…I hope anyway…Because if it's me, great,' Sakura thought.

Dinner at the Li's

Sakura had changed into a pair of jeans and a white blouse. When she went downstairs, she had gotten lost, but eventually found the way to the dining room, only to find everyone there already—including Syaoran.

"Hoee! Sorry—am I late?" Sakura apologized.

"No, that's quite alright. I told you to wait for her, Syaoran," Yelan said.

"What?" Sakura said, looking at Syaoran.

'He…that's right…the didn't wait for me! W-why?' Sakura thought at this discovery.

"Never mind; please sit, Sakura. We have some very delicious Chinese food," Yelan continued.

Sakura didn't know where to sit. The table was so long, but she was to sit close to them of course. But where? Xiong was ignoring her every presence, sitting at the end of the table. Yelen was sitting at his right, and Syaoran was sitting at his left.

'Wow…I guess he must be forced to sit where he is…or at least, he's always supposed to sit there…I mean, why would he sit near his dad?' Sakura thought about Syaoran.

Sakura knew she was supposed to sit next to Syaoran, but he was mad at her, or so it seemed, and it was too awkward for her. Not wanting to make a big deal out of anything, Sakura went and sat next to Syaoran.

It was a quiet dinner; everyone seemed to be minding their own business except for Yelan. Xiong would eat, keeping to himself or simply grunting at Yelan's remarks to him. Syaoran barely ate. He would eat his portion very slowly, thus, there was little food he'd have to eat. Sakura herself was in her lonely state. She was like Syaoran, only she ate whenever she pleased. She just didn't talk much—just to Yelan's remarks.

"—and do you know what she said to me?" Yelan rambled on. "She said that she was the most precise woman known to earth."

Yelan snorted.

"Her? The most precise? HA! That's why her husband is cheating on her—if she's that precise, she can keep track of her own man!"

Dinner Ends

"Thank you for joining us, Sakura," Yelan said to Sakura.

"Oh! No, thank you for the food!" Sakura said back to her. "I'm truly grateful!"

"Oh it's my pleasure. So, now that you are both here, when are you two getting married?"

Xiong, Syaoran, and Sakura looked at her with bitterness.

"Excuse me," Syaoran got up and left the room.

"Um, we're not all that sure yet…um we're deciding between two dates—sorry!" Sakura hurried out of the room.

"He will not marry her. Not her. Not a Kinomoto," Xiong said to Yelan and left.

Sakura ran after Syaoran.

"Syaoran!"

Syaoran ignored her and was about to open his door when Sakura blocked him. She leaned back at his door and panted.

"Look! I don't know why the hell you're being all too-cool for me, but suck it up! What is your problem? Hey! Look at me!" Sakura yelled. She pushed his head up to look at her. His cheeks were cold beneath her palms.

"Syaoran…" Sakura whispered. "What happened? Why did he hit you?"

Syaoran placed his hands on his cheeks, covering Sakura's hands. He closed his eyes and tears came down his face.

"Syaoran…" Sakura sniffed. She cried too; watching him do so allowed her to do the same. She took his hand and opened his door. They both went inside and closed the door behind them.

"What is it Syaoran? Tell me," Sakura said as they sat down on his bed.

"I'm sorry Sakura! I'm sorry for being such a jerk—it's just that…I felt so guilty! I felt…guilty…" Syaoran blurted.

"Guilty? Of what? What?"

"Sakura…I realized something today. I realized that everything my father said was true. He's right…I'm such a foolish son," Syaoran began. "My father…Li Xiong…he used to be the head of our family business…you know, Li Corperation. Then he had me. All his life's hard work was finally settled. He finally had a son. So all my life, I grew up…grew up with this business."

Syaoran looked at Sakura.

"Sakura, the truth is, I didn't want to do this business thing either. I really didn't have a choice though. My dad was strict…and I—"Syaoran stopped. "I was afraid of him, Sakura. I was afraid."

Sakura couldn't believe what she was hearing. Syaoran seemed so into his job and he was afraid of no one!

"So I had to blow off some steam. I—I don't know why…but I'm ashamed now. I'm ashamed to say who I am. I started using girls and I became a playboy. I shouldn't have! I realize that now. I realized it…"

Syaoran spaced out for a minute and went back to what he was saying.

"I envied you, Sakura. I truly did. When I you told me that you were the weed of your family, it really bugged me. You were the luckiest flower in your family! The luckiest…I was stuck with a job I didn't want and you got out of it.

"Then today, when I was with my father…he said all those things and I felt guilty. He sent me to Japan for my own good, yet I took things for granted and used girls. Although I didn't like doing what I was doing, my dad worked so hard to bring this all up—and I go and ruin it for him.

"But do you know what really put the puzzle together for me?"

"What, Syaoran?"

"You. It was you. I was thinking about you when he hit me. You wanted to learn about your father's business more and you wanted to actually go on with it. You were willing to take over for Fujitaka, even when you didn't want to. So I thought, if you're going to suck it up, why can't I? Do I need my dad to be in the same condition as your dad to make me get serious?"

"What? I can't believe you feel that way!"

"It's true! I…I'm not going to do this anymore, Sakura. I'm going to change, do you understand? I broke too many hearts and drove people mad."

"You're…you're going to change, did you say? Ok, this is too much for me to take."

Sakura got off the bed.

"I can not believe this!"

Sakura paced around the room. This was too much for her. I should overwhelm him, but she had been around him too much to experience such a citizen-ish change.

Syaoran suddenly grabbed Sakura's hand and took her outside.

"Wha? Where are we going?" Sakura asked.

Syaoran lead her to the porch and down it. They were heading toward the other homes.

"N-no! W-we shouldn't be here!" Sakura whispered.

"Hey, I live here," Syaoran said.

They walked into the right home. Inside, they went up stairs and Sakura noticed it was created just like the other homes. They stopped before a huge door.

"This is my parent's room," Syaoran said.

He opened it without knocking.

"NO!" Sakura sharply whispered.

"Yes, Syaoran?" came Yelan's voice. It was as if Syaoran had always did this.

"Mother, I—we have something to tell you and Father."

"Come."

The two stepped in, but Syaoran had to drag Sakura. They stood before Yelan and Xiong. Yelan was sitting on her vanity's chair and Xiong was reading a book on the bed.

Syaoran took in a deep breath.

"Mother, Father. Me and Sakura are not getting married. We never were in the first place. It was all a misunderstanding. Me and Sakura came here to clear that up; we're sorry," Syaoran said.

"What?" Yelan stood up, surprised and angered.

"Father, may I please have a word with you?" Syaoran ignored Yelan.

Xiong looked into his son's eyes. He stood up and the two left the room.

"WHAT?" Yelan screeched again.

"Now, now, Y-yelan…heh heh!" Sakura tried to calm her down.

"IT'S MRS. YELAN TO YOU!" (Omg, this scene is soooo funny…)

Syaoran and Xiong

"Father…"Syaoran began, as he turned away from Xiong, "…I'm sorry. I was foolish—I was a foolish son. I'm so sorry!"

Syaoran turned around and surprisingly, he hugged Xiong.

"M-my son…I'm sorry too. I'm so sorry," Xiong cried.

Syaoran and Sakura

The two had returned to the main area of homes.

"So everything's cool between you and your dad?" Sakura asked Syaoran as they went up the stairs.

"Yeah…I explained a lot of things to him," he replied.

"YEAH! A little TOO much! It took you forever to get back—did you know how hard it was with your mom? She was so pissed!"

Syaoran laughed.

They stopped in front of their doors.

"Syaoran...about what happened…um…that night when we, we—"

"Yeah…I'm so, so sorry."

"Syaoran, I let you. Don't be sorry. I just…when I said it was a mistake…I…I just…"

"I understand. It was your first time and I can't believe I did that to you. I'm sorry. I really am, oh my god Sakura! You don't know how sorry I am."

"I know. Especially now that you decided to be someone different," Sakura took Syaoran's hands.

She opened the door with her other and led him inside and closed the door. Sakura turned around and kissed Syaoran, backing him against the door.

"Sakura?" Syaoran said, surprised.

"Syaoran…" Sakura looked into his eyes.

'I always thought he was different…and he is.'

"…will you ever go sleep with someone else?"

"What? No! Heh, I changed, remember?"

Sakura didn't laugh.

"Will you ever kiss anyone else?"

"Why? Well, I don't know…if I don't go doing all that stuff then I guess I won't be doing that either. Why are you asking me all of this?"

"Will you promise me? Promise me that you won't ever be a playboy to anyone else…but me."

"What?" Syaoran yelled.

Sakura pulled Syaoran from the door and pushed him on his bed.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I want to show you something, Syaoran," Sakura replied with caution.

Syaoran looked at Sakura with confusion. Sakura took off her jeans and then her blouse. Syaoran watched wide-eyed.

"HEY! What do you think you're doing?"

Sakura then took off her bra and panties. Syaoran looked away.

"I don't know what you're doing, Sakura, but stop," Syaoran said in a serious tone.

Sakura ignored him and went on top of him. She began to kiss his neck and then his mouth. Then she had to push him down because his hands were holding him up from lying down. Sakura noticed Syaoran would not kiss her back.

"Syaoran! I know you changed and everything, but you don't have to change and pretend to be someone else to me!"

"And why is that? Put your clothes on. This is stupid…"

Sakura kissed him again, biting him so hard that he literally said, "Ow".

"Because Syaoran! I love you!" Sakura pecked his lips quickly. "I love you. I think I love you."

Author's Note: OH-MY-GOD…I did not plan to put Sakura's confession in there! lolx