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From the previous chapter
"By the way, remember Sakura Kinomoto?" Kaname suddenly adds.
Of course I remember her. I don't think I'll ever forget her considering the headaches she gives me everyday with her endless troubles.
"Yeah. We still keep in touch with each other from time to time," I say nonchalantly. "I met her just now at a café. She's still as bubbly and cute as before," Kaname says.
I think that's enough to reaffirm what I saw earlier. Need I explain more?
"Yeah. But we're not really as close as we used to be," I say. "Funny. That's what she said when I ask her about the both of you earlier," Kaname comments.
So, even you can tell that we're slowly drifting apart from each other.
"Oh really?" I fake a smile. "Yeah, she even said she's single now."
Single? Hn, liar.
"Yeah, I know that. She told me that the last time I saw her," I lie. Suddenly, Kaname's phone beeps, indicating a message. Kaname fishes out his phone to read the message.
"Damn. I have to go now. My dad wants to see me. Probably to talk about the company," Kaname says with a sigh. "Well, good luck. I'm sure you'll do an awesome job," I say as I pat his back. "I sure hope so. Well, I'll see you next time then. Bye, Syaoran," he says with a smile as he stands up to excuse himself.
"Ok. Bye Kaname," I say as I smile back at him. Then, I slowly watch as his retreating figure disappears among the crowd. After he's gone, I grab my glass of scotch and take a gulp.
"I met her just now at a café. She's still as bubbly and cute as before,"
I don't know why but that comment keeps ringing in my mind. And the more it rings in my mind, the more frustrated I become.
What on earth in happening to me? Why am I feeling so unhappy?
Am I actually jealous?
I shake away the thoughts off my mind as I take gulp down my entire glass of scotch. The images of Sakura smiling while talking to Kaname in the café reappear in my mind.
I groan as I slump down on my seat.
Sakura Li, can't you just get out of my mind and leave me alone?
Chapter 10: Daddy WHO??
Shinji's POV
I heave a sigh as I walk along the asphalt, heading for the nearest phone booth. I sneak a glance at my watch. It's already late evening and the skies are getting darker. I need to hurry and phone mummy to fetch me home from school. I should have told her a fixed time instead of telling her I'll call her when practice finishes.
Suddenly, I hear a piercing car horn, snapping me out of my trance. I turn my head sideways to see a black Porsche stopping beside me. The car window scrolls down and reveals a person who manages to carve a smile on my face instantly.
"Hi, Shinji."
"Uncle Syaoran! What are you doing here?" I ask a little too excitedly.
"I'm just driving along this street. What about you? Isn't it a little too dangerous for a little kid to walk around the streets? It's getting dark," Uncle Syaoran says with concern evident in his voice.
"I'm just walking to the nearest phone booth to phone mummy. I attended practice at my school earlier and I told mummy I would phone her when my practice ends," I explain.
Uncle Syaoran nods understandingly. "Oh, I see. Well, let's not bother your mummy. I can fetch you home," he says with a smile.
"Really? But…but you're a very busy person aren't you, Uncle Syaoran? You probably have a lot of those boring meetings to attend and a lot of work to do. Mummy says I shouldn't trouble people," I say a little solemnly.
"It's ok. I actually had a meeting later on but it got canceled. I'm pretty much free now and I'm going back to rest. I can drop you home," Uncle Syaoran says with a smile.
"But…but.."
"No more buts. Or I'm getting out of my car to drag you in," he says jokingly.
"Ok, then," I say brightly as a smile appears on my face. Uncle Syaoran helps me to open the car door and I get into the car. He helps me to strap the safety belt and smiles at me briefly before driving away.
I sneak a glance at Uncle Syaoran and the corners of my lips curve up a little.
I don't know why but I feel so happy and at ease when I'm with him.
A few minutes have passed and I glance out of the car window at the sky. It's so dark already. Mummy must be worried sick.
"Don't worry. I'm sure your mummy will not act rashly. She might be worried but she won't overreact," Uncle Syaoran comments while still keeping his eyes on the road.
I smile. How does he know what I'm thinking? Does he have telepathic powers?
"I sure hope so. Mummy overreacts sometimes, especially when it involves me," I say, recalling the incidents mummy almost phoned the whole police force to search for me when I forgot to tell her I was going home late.
Uncle Syaoran chuckles. "Yeah, she can be pretty muddle-headed at times. She overreacts at times when she sees someone gets hurt," Uncle Syaoran says.
"Yeah! That's so true. She likes to make such a big fuss over a small wound. She'll go all panic and search the whole house for the medication," I retort without missing a beat.
"Yes! It happens all the time to me as well," Uncle Syaoran grins happily.
"Uncle Syaoran, you must be really close to my mummy, aren't you?" I ask.
Uncle Syaoran stopped grinning for a moment and kept silent. Then, he turns to look at me and gives me a small smile. "Yeah, I suppose you could say so," he says.
Oops, did I say anything wrong? Uncle Syaoran seems unhappy for a moment there.
"Anyway, Shinji, you are a very smart kid. A little too smart for your age, maybe," Uncle Syaoran comments.
"Huh? Me? Why did you say so?" I ask a little curiously.
"I mean, you're so small and you already know how to talk so fluently, not to mention your vocabulary is indeed amazing for a kid your age," Uncle Syaoran answers.
"I don't know. Maybe it's in my genes or something," I shrug my shoulders as I peer curiously at Uncle Syaoran. He is still focusing on the road but a small smile is appearing on his face, as though he's thinking of something.
"What practice were you having at school?"
"Swimming practice," I answer.
"You're a swimmer?" Uncle Syaoran asks.
"Yeah. And I'm the best among my friends," I can't help but boast.
Uncle Syaoran chuckles. "You're just like your mummy. Your mummy was an awesome swimmer in school when she was young," Uncle Syaoran says.
"Yeah, I know. She seems to think so too," I say happily.
"What other sports are you good at?"
"Erm, I think I'm pretty good at soccer as well," I say.
I suddenly recall a brief conversation I had with mummy the other day.
"Mummy! I've got into the swimming team!"
"Really? I didn't know they had a swimming team for little kids your age. The world sure is competitive nowadays," mummy comments with a smile.
"And I'm the fastest in the team. My coach was praising me earlier in school," I say excitedly.
"Well, well, I suppose you're my son after all. Mummy was a good swimmer in school. Nobody could defeat me and I'm still the record holder," mummy says happily.
"Really?! Wow! You're amazing, mummy!"
"Of course I am. Speaking of inheriting talents, I wonder if you're good at soccer as well. Your daddy is an awesome soccer player. He's even the captain – "
Mummy halted in her words. I look at her curiously, wanting her to continue but she doesn't. "Anyway, congratulations, Shinji. Work hard, ok?" mummy says with a smile.
I nod my head at her and she patted my head encouragingly.
And that was how the subject about my daddy came to an end.
"Uncle Syaoran, what sports were you good at when you're in school?" I ask.
"I'm really good at soccer. Nobody was a better striker than me. I'm even the captain of the soccer team," Uncle Syaoran says with a smile.
Uncle Syaoran is just like my daddy. He's good at soccer too. How I wish he's my daddy.
I sneak yet another glance at Uncle Syaoran. He has chestnut-coloured hair just like me. In fact, people wouldn't be surprised if I called Uncle Syaoran, 'daddy'.
Could it be……
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Nah, it's just a coincidence.
My daddy can't be Uncle Syaoran.
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I snap out of my trance when I realize we are at the main gate of the mansion. I forgot to tell him to enter from another gate. Uncle Syaoran is sure going to have trouble getting in through the main gate, considering the guards don't know him and the security is very tight.
To my surprise the guards nod at him and open the gate for him. Uncle Syaoran nods back and for a minute ago, he had this serious look on his face. He looks a little scary but cool.
I keep silent as Uncle Syaoran drives towards my home and parks in front of the house. "Uncle Syaoran, how do you know where I live?" I ask.
"Er….I…I'm your mummy's friend, remember? Of course I know where you live," he answers.
"Then, why did the guards let you in without asking? " I ask again, feeling really intrigued.
"Er…..That's because…..I…..I always come to visit your mummy when you aren't around. So, the guards know me pretty well," Uncle Syaoran answers rather hesitantly as he tries to smile.
"But – "
"Let's go, Shinji. Don't keep your mummy waiting for you," he says with a smile. He deftly releases the seat belt and gets down from the car. Then, he opens the car door for me.
Oh well, I'll just ask him another day then.
Sakura's POV
My arms are folded and I glance at the clock which is ticking away.
"Sakura, don't worry. Shinji will give you a call soon. You've been staring at the clock for the past one hour," Tomoyo says.
"But, it's already so late and he still hasn't phoned home yet. Something bad could have happened to him. He could have gotten kidnapped," I say as the morbid though enters my brain.
"Sakura, don't be silly. Why would anyone want to kidnap Shinji? People would want to kidnap Syaoran Li's son but not the son of Sakura Kinomoto. Not unless you make a public announcement about Shinji's biological dad, I don't think people would want to kidnap him," Tomoyo reasons.
That is kinda true, I suppose. Who would want to kidnap a nameless Sakura Li soon-to-be Kinonmoto's son.
"But, Tomoyo, these people are vile! They would do anything for money!" I exclaim.
Tomoyo rolls her eyes. "Then what do you expect me to do? I can't do anything but I'm sure Shinji's freaking rich multibillionaire daddy can do something, Why don't you spill the truth to Syaoran, kiss and make up, kick Amy out of the clan and send the WHOLE police force to find Shinji," Tomoyo says in a tone which I can't identify whether it's sarcastic or not.
Hell will freeze over on the day I'll ever spill the truth to Syaoran and make up with him. But, I wouldn't mind kissing him though. He is such an awesome kisser.
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I mean he was an awesome kisser. I don't know how he kisses nowadays.
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Ok, why am I thinking about his kisses when I'm supposed to be worried about Shinji??!?
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"I heard Kaname's back in town. Met him?" Tomoyo asks nonchalantly.
"Yeah, and he's as nice and sweet as ever," I say cheerily.
"He's a nice person, I suppose. I just don't like him when he poses a threat to you and Syaoran's relationship," Tomoyo says.
"Tomoyo, my relationship with Syaoran is already history," I say, wishing she could just close the subject.
"But it could also be the future. Syaoran could wake up one day and realize you are so important to him. He'll realize that Amy is a mistake, divorce her and get back with you!" Tomoyo answers back with that special smile of hers.
I snort and roll my eyes. "Right, Tomoyo. Just keep dreaming," I say sarcastically.
"What??! It could be true. Syaoran probably had no choice but to marry Amy due to some unspoken, complicated reasons," Tomoyo reasons.
"And what may the unspoken, complicated reasons be?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.
"Er…..I don't know! I'm not God or Syaoran Li. Ask him if you want to know so much," Tomoyo says.
"No, I don't want to sound like a spurned lover. Look, I already came to accept the fact about Syaoran and Amy. He has his own life now and I have my own. After the divorce, we can each go our different ways," I say.
"But Sakura, trust me. There's still an unspoken bond between the both of you. Both of you are fated to be together," Tomoyo says.
"No, don't lie to yourself, Tomoyo. Syaoran and I were never fated to be together," I say.
"Says who? Fine, let's make a deal. If Syaoran comes knocking the door and comes here in ten minutes time, you HAVE to admit that the both of you are fated to be together. And you must of course forgive him if he decides to dump Amy and kneels down in front of you for at least a whole day, seeking forgiveness," Tomoyo challenges me.
"That's fine with me, if this will shut you up," I say.
After all, there is absolutely NO way Syaoran is going to come to my house in ten minutes.
Suddenly, the doorbell rings. My heart begins to beat at a faster rate. Could I have spoken too soon?
"Let's go, Sakura. Let's go get the door," Tomoyo says with a smile.
I begin to walk towards the door with Tomoyo following behind. I stand in front of the door, hesitating as to whether I should open it.
"Mummy! It's me, Shinji! Open the door," I could hear a faint voice behind the door. A swoosh of relief sweeps through me.
It's just Shinji and NOT the older version of him.
I open the door without looking and turn around to throw a triumphant smirk at Tomoyo. I expected Tomoyo to grumble and the smile on her face to disappear.
Oddly enough, she's still plastering the smile on her face.
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In fact, there's a mysterious glint in her eyes.
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"Hello, Sakura."
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I feel a jolt of electricity pass through me when I hear that awfully familiar voice.
It couldn't be.
This is just a figment of my imagination.
Very slowly, I turn my head around to see Syaoran leaning against the door frame, his hands tucked inside his pockets. He is dressed in an immaculate Armani suit except he doesn't button up his collar.
His hair is messy as usual but Syaoran Li can only be summed up with one word.
Hot.
I cannot believe my eyes as I see Syaoran and Shinji standing near each other. They are like exact copies of each other. It's like seeing Shinji standing beside his grown up clone or something.
Except the fact that Shinji has emerald eyes of course.
"Hi, mummy! Sorry I'm came home so late. Uncle Syaoran offered to fetch me home," Shinji says with a smile.
I try my best to smile at him but my eyes are mostly glaring at Syaoran.
"Why are you here?" I hiss at him.
"Oh, like what Shinji said, I offered to fetch him home," Syaoran answers nonchalantly.
"I don't need your kindness. I could have fetch him home myself," I answer him.
"Don't say that. I can't let you waste MY money to fetch him back just when I could easily do it myself. It's on the way after all. Don't tell me you forgot I live here," Syaoran answers with a smirk.
"You don't live here. You live in another bigger mansion about a few miles away," I retort.
"It's pretty much the same isn't it. I still own this place," Syaoran answers.
"I thought we both agreed not to intrude in each other's life. So why are you bothering me and Shinji?"
"I don't seem to remember that we made an agreement on that," Syaoran says as he fakes an innocent look and shrugs his shoulders.
URGH! I hate him so much!
"Erm, Sakura, you might want to stop bickering with Syaoran," Tomoyo says.
"Why should I? He deserves it," I say. Tomoyo keeps on nudging me but I ignore her. I glare at Syaoran who seems to be smirking in amusement.
"Mummy, why are you fighting with Syaoran?"
That voice snaps me back to reality as I turn to look at Shinji who is looking at us with a piercing stare. God, I totally forgot about Shinji. How much has he heard and pick up from our argument.
"Er…darling, we're not fighting…..we were just…." I stammer, trying to find the right words. Somehow, Shinji doesn't seem to be convinced.
Damn, why must Shinji inherit Syaoran's genes? Why must he be so intelligent for a kid his age?
"It's just our way of communicating with each other. We normally argue when we talk but it doesn't last. After all, arguments make us closer to each other. Right, Sakura?" Syaoran says without missing a beat.
"Right….of course," I answer as I try faking a smile.
"Well then, Shinji, go have your bath. I'm cooking dinner tonight," Tomoyo says with a smile.
Shinji nods his head obediently. "I suppose I should leave now. Goodbye," Syaoran says as he turns to leave.
Thank god that guy knows his place. I can't stand having him here for another minute.
"Wait, Syaoran! Why don't you stay for dinner? I'll ask Eriol to come over. Then, we can have a nice chat. There's something we want to tell you two," Tomoyo says.
"Stay, Uncle Syaoran! Have dinner with us!" Shinji says excitedly.
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NO!!! Tomoyo!! What the hell are you doing?!? Why are you asking him to stay?!???
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"I would love to but….I think someone might not be happy if I stay," Syaoran says while glancing at me.
I glare back at him but suddenly, I can feel everyone staring at me. I turn around to see Shinji and Tomoyo looking at me.
"Mummy, you'll let Uncle Syaoran stay, right?" Shinji asks.
"NO! I won't!"
"Sure. Of course," I answer as I fake a smile.
"Great, it's done then. Let's all have dinner together. Shinji, go have your bath. I'll prepare dinner," Tomoyo says with a smile.
"I'll help too," I immediately retort.
"No. You're going to be a nice hostess and accompany Syaoran in the living hall," Tomoyo says with that smile of hers. It makes me feel trapped with nowhere to run to.
Reluctantly, I nod my head. Tomoyo smiles and heads to the kitchen to cook.
God, what have I gotten myself into?!
Tomoyo's POV
I hum lightly as I continue cooking. I can't help but feel happy. I can't believe I manage to get Sakura to agree in having dinner with Syaoran. This is just perfect.
Not to mention this will be the right time to make that announcement.
I hope Eriol comes soon though. I don't want the dishes to turn cold.
Oh well, I'll know what to do if he dares to keep me waiting.
As I turn around, I notice Shinji standing near the kitchen table, looking sullen and serious. God, he really is a mini Syaoran, isn't he?
"Shinji, what's wrong?" I ask with a smile.
"Aunt Tomoyo, you won't lie to me, right?" Shinji asks.
"Of course I won't lie to you. I never lied to you, right?"
"Then, can you answer me a question?" Shinji asks quietly.
"Sure, fire away, little one," I say, still plastering a smile on my face.
"Who is Uncle Syaoran?"
The question throws me off guard. Shinji is still staring at me with a piercing stare. "You already know Syaoran. He's the guy sitting at the hall with your mum," I answer.
"I know that. I mean, how is he related to mummy? How is he related to all of us? What's his true identity?"
"Shinji, I……."
"Don't say you don't know, Aunt Tomoyo. I'm sure you know. You've been mummy best friend for so long," Shinji says.
I heave a sigh. Looks like this kid knows quite a lot. Even if I do not tell him, he'll probably figure it out himself.
"Ok, I'll tell you. But please, don't tell your mummy or anyone else," I say.
Shinji nods his head.
"The truth is, Syaoran is….."
Shinji stares at me, waiting for me to continue.
"Your daddy," I say.
A surprise look sweeps pass his face. He seems to be really surprised. "You mean what I figured was true? Uncle Syaoran is my father?" Shinji asks.
"Yes, he's your father. Your biological father," I say gravely.
"Did mummy marry him and divorce him? Or did they have an affair and had me?" Shinji asks.
God, how much does this little tot knows anyway?
"Your mummy married him and is still his wife. Unfortunately, they are going to divorce soon," Tomoyo says.
"Divorce? Why? Does daddy not love me and mummy? Why does he want to leave us?" Shinji asks. I can see tears welling up in his eyes.
"It's a little complicated actually. I'll summarize it up for you," I say.
I'm sure it's alright if I edit some details. I really don't expect Shinji to understand the whole truth no matter how smart he is.
"You see, there's this really bad lady called Amy Nie. She's really pretty in the outside but horrendously ugly in the inside," I say.
"Yeah, I think I know her. She's the one who sent me back to mummy that day," Shinji nods.
"Yes, that's her. Your mummy and daddy loved each other so much. Amy and her evil father plotted some scheme to break up your mummy and daddy. Your daddy had no choice but to leave your mummy and marry that evil lady," I say.
"But why doesn't daddy know about me? Why didn't he acknowledge me as his son?"
"He doesn't know about your existence actually. He isn't exactly aware that he has a son," I say.
"Oh, but why didn't mummy tell daddy?"
"Don't blame your mummy, Shinji. She didn't want to lose you. Your daddy is the leader of a powerful clan. He's the chairman of a successful corporation. If a divorce is going to happen between your mummy and daddy, your mummy will lose you for sure. You mean a lot to your mummy," I explain.
"I know. But I want to be with daddy as well. I don't want them both to be divorced. I want them to be together. I want the three of us to be a happy family," Shinji says.
"Me too. Your mummy and daddy belong to each other. But they are so blind to notice that," I sigh.
Shinji looks gloomy and stares at the floor as if it's the most interesting piece of art in the world.
Poor child. If only there's a way to make Syaoran and Sakura back together…..
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Hm….Actually, there might be a way.
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"Shinji, don't you want to call Syaoran 'daddy'" I ask with a mischievous glint in my eyes.
"Of course I do! I've always wanted a daddy," Shinji says as he brightens up.
"So, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and call Syaoran daddy! But do it nonchalantly. Pretend to be oblivious of the fact that Syaoran is your real father. Why don't you ask him for permission later during dinner time?" I ask.
"But, what if daddy gets angry?" Shinji says quietly.
I chuckle at him and ruffles his hair. "Don't be silly. Syaoran ah-dores you. He'll be happy if you would call him daddy," I say.
Shinji brightens up and smiles widely. "Your really think so, Aunt Tomoyo?"
"Of course. Trust me. Now, go and have a bath. Wear your nicest outfit and impress Syaoran," I say. Shinji nods his head excitedly and runs off.
I can't help but smile as I see Shinji running off happily.
Maybe there is hope after all for Syaoran and Sakura.
Shinji, you'll be the trump card in uniting Syaoran and Sakura.
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