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Summary as of now: They knew little about each other now. What magic was it that kept them intertwining? What magic had made their one ride into a long journey?
Disclaimer: Don't own CCS.
Chapter 12: Foolishness
The sun glistens above, its warm ray magnify a few times as it beams into the glass box. Unnoticed by the naked eye, streams of sunlight tickle the eyelashes in hopes that they would reveal sleepy orbs which will welcome the morning sun.
An eyelash twitch, a nose scrunch, ears perked, and soon the recipient of the rays of light wearily awoke. The first to expose itself was a pair of emerald eyes. As it adjusts to the daunting light and new surrounding, a shift was notice under the head and over the head.
A few seconds later was the difference between the amber brown orbs opening from the emerald. The owner of these pair of eyes had opened to find themselves looking at two pairs of feet.
Several shifts here and a few movements there and the two occupants found themselves sitting upright. The jacket barely covered their upper body and if it wasn't from the shield that the glass box provided from the outside wind, they would've been frozen.
Emerald orbs blinked a few times and almost simultaneously that aching migraine she knew she'd receive came without warning. A disgruntle groan escaped her pale pink lips as her hand, balled up into a fist, pounded itself against her head hoping it would stop the headache.
"I thought you said you could drink?" a deep rumble to her left comment.
The sudden noise entered her ear fuming the headache even more.
"Ugh. And you believe me?" Sakura bit back another groan as the ache didn't cease.
A small chuckle made its way out of the chocolate hair male's mouth and Sakura felt a movement beside her. Syaoran stood up, his body itself ached at the uncomfortable sleeping position, but he wasn't going to let the girl know that. Half the jacket that had covered him slipped off and laid lifeless beside her as the other half still covers her lap.
"Pain relievers?" Syaoran offered not really giving her a choice since he was already up.
Sakura nodded as he went to the drawer to take out water and a pill or two. More like ten, Sakura thought as the throbbing pain still lingers in her head. Damn hangovers, she mentally cursed.
Stretching her arms, legs, and anything stretchable, Sakura hoped to rid the kink of sore in her body from the odd way to sleep. How did we managed to sit and sleep like that? Sakura inwardly growl trying to remember last night.
Memories of what had occurred the night before rushed through her head at the speed of lightning, Sakura still couldn't fathom how her head ended up on his shoulder and his head on her head. Ugh, too many heads, Sakura groaned for the umpteenth time.
"Ah, the hangover memories relapse," it was more of a knowing statement than a question and he was right when she nodded her head to confirm his statement.
"Here," Syaoran handed her the glass of water and a pain reliever tablet.
"Do you need one too?" Sakura asked as she gratefully took the pill.
He grunted a noncommittal answer as he took back the empty glass that she'd finish. She didn't need to know that he already took it when he got her one.
Inhaling a deep breath and letting it out satisfactorily as the tablet seems to be working, Sakura smiled, "Ah, much better."
Beckoning her body to stand up despite the sores, Sakura used the glass wall as leverage. Doing a few simple stretches to alleviate the aches, a sudden thought came to her.
"What time is it?"
"Almost nine," Syaoran replied indicating the clock on the cabinet table to her right.
"Holy shit," Sakura cursed incoherently under her breath before exclaiming, "I'm going to be late for work!"
Syaoran stood there literally motionless as he watch the girl run around frantically muttering something like a paragraph in which he only caught a few. 'keys? Damn, no keys…' 'clothes, AH! Wrong clothes…' 'oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh,' the latter was said about thirty times, but Syaoran figured he'd lost count at eleven.
Before he could utter anything, he found her face mere inches away looking at him with the clearest pair of emerald orbs. "Yes?"
"What are you doing standing around doing nothing! We have to go now!" Sakura exclaimed emphasizing the 'now', at the moment, she didn't care who he was, what they went through, or how stupid she may look; she just needed to get to work and fast!
"We?" Syaoran repeated, slightly confused.
"Yes, we! You're going to have to take me home because if you're expecting me to wait for a bus or taxi in this outfit, you, sir, are sadly mistaken," Sakura rambled and for some bizarre reason, Syaoran found it quite cute.
"Um…" was his intelligent answer as he tries to register what he thought. She, cute?
"No um… Come on, I can't be late!" Sakura exclaimed and before anyone knows it, she had grasped his hand unconsciously and began pulling him towards the elevator.
"Er, hold-up!" Syaoran managed to cry out as his long feet stumbles a few time at her quick pace which was something preposterous since you'd think he would be the faster one. Damn, this girl is fast! Syaoran thought and for some reason his eyes traveled down to her feet.
Soon enough, the two were in the elevator heading down to the first floor. This time the elevator music didn't bother him since his focus was to the girl tapping her feet impatiently and to her hand. Before he could help himself, words spilled out, "you're not wearing your heels."
"Huh?" As if out of a trance, Sakura glanced up at him. My late tactics, she groaned as she reminded herself.
Syaoran finally tore his eyes away from her feet to look at her face; her cheeks had turn a pretty pink from what he gathered was from embarrassment.
"I tend to run barefoot when I'm late for something," Sakura murmured softly as she rushes on to put her heels.
Syaoran, for the second day in a row, let out a storm of a deep chuckle at the silly girl only adding to her pink cheeks turning a few shade deeper.
The small ding of the elevator indicating they've reached their destination still didn't deter him from his laughter. Sakura, on the other hand, saw his watch and rolling her eyes at him, grabbed his hand again and rushed out of the elevator straight towards the door.
The hard working men and women at Li Clan Enterprise were busying themselves with work left and right. They knew not to diddle-dawdle in this line of business. Briskly walking men were discussing business or talking into the phone, but they almost stop in mid-track to find their Vice President being pulled (not doing the pulling, but being pulled) by a small girl in a pretty dress who is in an apparent rush. To add to that shocking sight, he was laughing whole-heartedly!
Unable to fathom what their eyes had behold even after the two had scurry out the door, it took them a few moments to resume to what they were doing figuring that they should probably forget what they saw if they know what was good for them. One particular group of people standing near the receptionist desk, however, wouldn't put this event off their mind especially the cerulean tinted color eyes belonging to the scarlet hair girl in the center of the group.
"Come on, stop laughing! I need to get change, get to the library," Sakura spoke in desperation and then remembered, "Oh no, we have a new member coming today!..."
Syaoran, albeit trying his hardest not to laugh at the girl's desperate outburst and ranting, took awhile to calm down. Sakura, on the other hand, was too busy with her rants to notice that the man who was supposed to be listening to her had gotten on the bike.
"Are you coming or not?" Syaoran called out, a smirk playing at his lips as he readies himself for the roar of the engine, "I thought you were in a hurry?"
Sakura was too busy with her rant that she didn't realize he was waiting for her. Oh, how frustrating the man is! Her mind wanted to shout out. Muttering darkly under her breath that she was sure that even the sailors wouldn't approve, she grudgingly walked over to the bike and situated herself on it.
Sakura was too hyped up on trying not to be late to notice and he was consumed in his amusement to notice. (A/N: What should they have notice, you ask? Well, I'll let you figure it out. –smiles-)
Five minutes later…
Syaoran thought it would've been funny to see her reaction if it looked like he would past by her place, but in truth he screeched to a halt a yard or two away.
"You jerk!" Sakura all but shouted as her fist made contact with his shoulder.
"Hey, that wasn't nice, hitting someone who 'saved your life'!" Syaoran mocked her tone only to fuel her annoyance at him. A pair of glaring eyes and a rough catch of the helmet was his reward.
Mumbling aggressively under her breathe at the day she was having so far, Sakura ran (as fast as her heels-hating feet would allow her) towards her apartment complex. It was a nice one room place with a secure security thanks to Mr. Carmichael watching out at the front door and having the extra keys.
"Mr. Carmichael! I'm in a rush, so could-" Sakura began to shout out as she neared the window of his station box only to find the keys already out for her. Beaming at the older man, Sakura smiled, "Thanks a bunch Mr. Carmichael!" in which the older man would smile softly beneath his gray mustache. He worked from nine in the morning to nine at night and he would always have many sets of keys made for Sakura (given she loses hers constantly and that cost do go to her rent bill).
About to briskly dash into the complex, a voice halted her actions and literally froze her in spot, "Sakura!"
That voice, she knew that voice. Walk feet, walk! She inwardly shouted, but her feet betrayed her. Soon she found herself being force to turn around and facing a pair of dark brown eyes.
"Thank goodness, I waited for a long time!" the male exclaimed disapprovingly and Sakura remain limp as he brought her in for a tight hug.
Everything in her body had rendered useless including her ability to think.
"Get away from her!" another shout came closer.
Suddenly Sakura felt herself being torn apart from the dark haired male and into the arms of a chocolate hair man. Slowly, her body regain its composure, her mind its ability to think and soon she found herself looking up at the same male whose coat she was still wearing, who helped her countless times, and who is again helping her now.
"Look, man, stay out of it," brown eyes narrowed glowing a tint of red.
"Are you ok?" Syaoran asked ignoring the opposing male. Concern was truly etched in his words as he looked down at the girl in his arms.
"Of course she's fine!" the other man exclaimed as he reached out for her arm.
Syaoran jerked his body in front of hers in order to avoid the man's reach. A snarl made its way up his body and out his mouth, "Don't. Touch. Her." Each word had enough venom to outdo ten king cobras!
"You're that man that took her away from me last night," the black haired man cried, eyes glaring accusingly and wasn't fazed by the animal-like snarl.
"F---, can't you take a damn hint when it's thrown a billion times in your face!?" Syaoran let out an exasperated growl, "Do you see her all happy-happy when she sees you? N-O. And if you can't spell, that spells NO!"
"Sakura, honey," the man cooed, ignoring Syaoran's enraged scowl and took a step closer, "Tomoyo called me and told me how you faked being happy after we broke up. She told me to come last night because you'd be happy to see me."
Sakura eyes widened and Syaoran could felt how rigid her body had become under his touch.
"Honey, come here," the man continued, opening up his arms, but when she didn't move, he send a dark glare towards Syaoran, "is it because this man threatening you? Is that why you left? Because if it is, come over here and I'll protect you."
"What the f---!" Syaoran shouted in rage, his better sense of letting her talk to him flew out the window, "You'll protect her from me? Look, bud. She needs protection from you!"
"Can't you see that I'm not talking to you!" brown eyes lit up in rage itself.
"The hell you're not talking to me. She doesn't give a damn, now leave her alone," Syaoran barked. Oh, if you couldn't tell he was mad, now you certainly could.
"Stop talking for her!" the other man exclaimed.
"I can-" before Syaoran could finish his sentence, he felt something touch his tense hand on her shoulder. Looking down, his eyes soften to find out that it was her. It was her turn now.
"Masaki," Sakura began, amazed that her voice wasn't as shaky as her inner organs, "Please, just leave me alone. I broke up with you, end of story."
Syaoran bit back his tongue in order to not lash out in anger at her for not telling the bastard straight out.
"Your cousin-" the man tried to protest, eyes not believing her.
"She assumed," Sakura bit out dangerously. Feeling the hand at her shoulder hinting for her to calm down (despite the owner of it not having much control himself), she took a deep breath.
"It's over. I-" Sakura bit her lip as she gaze upward at the man holding her, inwardly deciding whether to complete her sentence or not. Feeling like she has nothing to lose since the man would understand, she continued, "I found someone else."
Syaoran stood almost rigid. Damn, his mind thought. He knew she meant it as something to end the man's probing, but did she have to be so convincing? Of course she has to be convincing, otherwise he wouldn't be persuaded, his inner voice stated matter-of-factly.
Sakura knew that saying it wouldn't be persuasive enough and she berated herself for her next action, even wondering what her family and friends would think if they see her. Turning her body slightly so that she was facing the amber eyed man, she tip toe in her heels (and ladies and gentlemen, we already knows how well that works out) and made full contact with his lips.
He wanted to jerk his head back at the abruptness (though he should've seen it coming after her statement) of her action, but immediately realized what she was trying to prove. Against his better judgment to leave it at a simple touch of lips, he crushed their lips together. The friction, the touch of their lips together clouded his mind as he hazily wondered what was beyond those lips.
Sakura felt overwhelmed. The hand that was on her shoulder had relocated itself on her waist, crushing her frail body against his masculine one. It may be the overpowering feeling or something else that made her open her mouth as she felt him nipped at her lip asking for entrance.
Success… Syaoran's mind barely thought before he felt her softness against his and he had to resist the urge to moan. Soon a battle raged on between the two of them, both demanding the victory.
Knowing he was taking advantage of her when he deepened the kiss filling it with something that was similar to passion, something that was lack in their first kiss. His brain knew better, but it was overshadowed by the moment.
It was the need for oxygen that separated the two.
Oh. My. Gosh. Sakura's mind screamed as she pants for air, she daren't look him in the eye.
Syaoran's thoughts were somewhere along the line of, Holy F---.
"I'm going to the police!" Masaki desperately cried out his last attempt.
Syaoran couldn't believe this man, what kind of loser can't take a hint like that!? Unable to hold his tongue any longer, he sneered at the man, "I like to see you or them do anything to me."
A murderous glare was sent his way as the man stalked off leaving the two somewhat awkwardly standing there.
"Come on, you're going to be late," Syaoran muttered, directing the girl through the door.
Sakura absently nodded as she allows the man to come with her, his hand still positioned on her waist.
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"Did she pick up her phone?" sapphire eyes glistened worriedly.
Jade colored eyes belonging to the enigmatic man shook his head as he tries dialing the number again.
"Today is the day she decides to show up late," the silver haired male sighed.
"She's only fifteen minutes late, let's give her a while more. Beside, the newest recruit isn't suppose to arrive until ten," the man with the dark gray hair responded.
"I hope you're right, Yukito," the other man replied as he glanced at the door hoping that by some magic, the person they're waiting for would show up.
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"Thanks," Sakura mumble softly, but loud enough for him to hear as they stopped in front of her door.
Syaoran sighed. This girl. If he didn't glance back to see if she'd stumbled her way inside, he wouldn't have known. Another sigh.
"Why didn't you yell at him telling him you know all that crap?" Syaoran asked in an unbelievable voice as his hand retreated from her waist.
Sakura subconsciously missed the warm contact, but her thought was on his question. Gnawing on her lip, she didn't know how to answer his question.
Another sigh. "Never mind." Another sigh yet again.
"Could you stop sighing like that? It's making me nervous to even open the door!" Sakura stated honestly as her eyebrows scrunched in aggravation.
Syaoran sighed again, this time to purposely frustrate her, but she probably knew it so it didn't faze her. He watches as she unlocks the door and open it to reveal a decent living space with adequate necessities for living.
"Do you want a ride? My bike is faster than your car," Syaoran offered as he leaned against the doorway. He knew courtesy, and since she hasn't invited him in yet, so by all means he isn't going to come in.
"You wouldn't mind?" Sakura asked in the middle of her haste all around the room landing her in the kitchen with a piece of toast in her mouth.
Syaoran shrugged, "I offered."
"Thanks so much!" Sakura exclaimed through her open bedroom door.
Probably within record time, on Syaoran's part, Sakura dashed out her bedroom wearing a simple blouse and blue fitting (not tight, but fitting) jeans. Her hair which had been beautifully done with clips and ribbons is now loose despite traces of the small curls still embedded in her hair.
Watching the girl dash here, scurry there to put on her socks, shoes and find a new bag to put her necessities in, Syaoran allowed a small content smile to grace his lips.
"You have a cute smile, you know that?" Sakura stated once she'd finish and notice him standing at her doorway looking all handsome. Handsome? Did I say that? Sakura thought then reconsidered her words, Well, nothing wrong with appreciating the opposite sex.
"That's not the only thing that's cute," Syaoran added and he grinned arrogantly. Oh dear lord, he just flirted!
"Ugh, male ego," Sakura rolled her eyes which landed on the cherry blossom clock which read 9:45am, "How in the heck did it get so late!?"
Once again, her overwhelming need to get to work overshadow whatever logic she possessed as Syaoran found himself being pulled out the door as it slammed right behind him. He suppress a chuckle as he allowed the girl to pull him and knew that today his male pride didn't matter all that much.
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Long dark violet hair bounced on her back as the unpredictable bangs swish across her forehead. Thinned lipstick purple colored lips formed a smile as her eyes behold the two greeting males.
Yukito, with his ever gentle smile and Yue, with his forced smile since Sakura was nowhere seen, both stood outside the library door to welcome their newest member. Yue hadn't seen the picture of the new librarian so he was quite surprise to find Yukito walking up to a violet hair woman. He blinked once, outlining her features.
Her light lavender colored eyes seems to match her dark violet hair and mischievous child-like face. Yue wondered how someone like her could pass for an adult despite her apparent height and curves.
He was about to greet the woman as well until all three pair of eyes landed on the loud screeching of a motorcycle a few yards away. They wondered who had disturbed the peace of the library (despite it being outside of the library) with the noise.
Meanwhile…
"Ahh," Sakura laughed breathlessly as her hand held onto his shoulder tighter hoping she wouldn't fall and her other hand grasped the bag in between them.
Getting off the two-wheeled vehicle, Sakura unbuckle her helmet still in a gleeful mood. Her mood, extremely cheerful made her bold and the glint of mischievousness in her eyes return. Sakura knew she must've looked like an idiot motioning for the male to take off his helmet as well.
Syaoran, confused, did so. Within seconds, he found the girl blatantly moved herself to his ear and whispered, "You're a good kisser."
Quickly pulling back, knowing how shallow her words were, Sakura couldn't help playfully smiling and winking at him.
Syaoran grinned. Two can play it. "It takes two to tango." There he goes again, flirting.
Immediately Sakura flared up in a whole body blush and two hands shot up to her cheeks that she was sure had turned redder than a rose. Trying to smother her blush, Sakura asked, "Can I see your phone?"
Syaoran, albeit perplex, reached for it and gave it to her anyway. Watching as she dial a few buttons and took a picture of herself posing with a peace sign, Syaoran had to roll his eyes at her.
"If I could do anything, anything at all to repay you, call me," Sakura said as she handed him his phone back.
"Anything?" Syaoran asked, lips grinning and looking at her suggestively. Damn, why was he flirting?
That made Sakura flushed even redder than before if that was even possible. It wasn't like it's the first time someone flirted with her, but it was the peculiar situation between them that made her blush at his uncanny words.
"I'm kidding," Syaoran chuckled before putting on his helmet and revving up the engine, "Stay out of trouble!" Mocking a salute, he went off leaving an upset pouting girl behind.
Sakura felt her stomach flip a thousand times and the words which she wished she'd said earlier escaped her lips.
"Thank you so very much."
Turning to walk towards the entrance, she noticed a familiar head of violet hair and looking through her memory; she remembered who it had belonged to.
Lavender eyes shimmer in interest as it observed the whole scene. Jade colored eyes stop its gentleness momentarily as it tries to remember who the amber eye man was, but as soon as the woman glanced at him, the sparkle was back. Sapphire eyes narrowed with green and even as Yukito introduces the woman to him, it still didn't lose its green.
Before Yue could properly establish an introduction to the woman, she had already run towards the auburn hair girl screaming.
"Sak! Sak! My little Sak!"
Sakura knew it was coming; it was the same woman even after seven years. Though she tried to prepare herself for the bear hug that she's about to receive, one thing that changed was the quick stronger grip.
"Aww, my little Sak, you're such a pretty little lady now, aren't you?" the woman cooed, crushing Sakura further into the hug.
"Ish grest to seeh ou too," Sakura could hardly mumble those words through the tight grip.
"Huh?"
Prying herself away from the woman, Sakura repeated with a smile, "It's great to see you too, Nak! Nak!" mocking the woman's childish outburst.
"Do you two know each other?" a voice asked and the two women turned to find Yukito and Yue walking up to them.
"Yes, this is my Sak!" 'Nak' exclaimed, putting her slender arm around Sakura's neck into another bone crushing hug.
"Akizuki, I think you might be hurting her," Yukito gently stated, contemplating whether or not to intervene.
"Oh!" 'Nak' blinked as if it just dawned on her and let Sakura go.
"Thanks Yukito," Sakura smiled appreciatively at him, before finding the right word to define the older woman, "Nakuru tends to adore people too much."
"No, my little Sakura, just really adorable people," Nakuru corrected and her gleaming eyes turned to Yue and Yukito before circling around them.
"Uh-oh," was all the warning Sakura could managed before the woman droved into her gushes.
"Hmm… Yukito, you're adorable, but not 'cute' adorable, just gentlemanly adorable," Nakuru said in a wise tone, finger on her lip as if to ponder her words, "maybe you can be the nice adorable, but you're not 'adorable' adorable.
"Nakuru," Sakura tried to call.
"Now, Yue. You, on the other hand, so much potential and possibilities," Nakuru clamped her hand together admiring the silver haired male.
"Nakuru," Sakura called again.
"You are 'tough' adorable, but you can be 'cute' adorable too," Nakuru nodded approvingly circling Yue who just stood there, completely confused.
"Nakuru," Sakura tried again.
"You're adorable!" Nakuru exclaimed, wrapping her arms wildly around the tall man's shoulder, she was closer to Yue's height than Sakura.
Yukito blanched. Sakura stood there as she waits sheepishly smiling for it to be over. Yue, on the other hand, had the… privilege… for lack of a better term to be snuggled by a strange woman.
"Um… Akizuki," Yukito tried calling out.
"Nakuru, you're killing him," Sakura bluntly stated, loud enough for her to hear it, letting the silver haired male go in the uproar.
Yue, almost scorn for life against hugging, breathe a deep sigh of relief and literally ran behind the other two for protection against the mad woman.
"What made you become a librarian?" Sakura had to ask as the four of them began walking towards the Children's Room.
Her response was a nonchalant shrug. Sakura, albeit knew there was a reason for everything behind this woman, let the question laid to rest for now.
"Nakuru, we haven't seen each other so long, we should talk," Sakura offered. She wasn't going to give up on her inquiry that easily.
"Why can't we talk during work?" Nakuru feigning an innocent face asked.
"Because you have work and I'm not letting you slack just because I know you," Sakura smirked while she fakes a naive face that is thoroughly seen through.
"Sak! You're so mean to me!" Nakuru wailed.
Sheesh, what a loud childish woman. Whoever marries her would be scarred for life, Yue thought as he kept casting glances at the woman just in case she goes ballistic again.
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Across the city…
"Why didn't you tell us that you were coming today? We would've prepared someone to pick you up," a woman spoke, her business-like suit unwrinkled as she stood up looking at the trio walking through the door.
"I didn't want to bother you Auntie Yelan," a soft voice belonging to the girl in between two men in black suits, said.
"Nonsense," Yelan replied in a disapproving manner.
"I brought a few gifts for you," the girl whose professionally done red lips curled up into a smile. Her crimped scarlet hair sways as she walked towards the older woman.
"How nice of you," Yelan replied smiling at the girl, walking over to the leather couch in front of her desk.
"I hope you don't mind, but I didn't know what you'd like," the red-haired woman sheepishly said as her eyes glanced around the room as if looking for something.
Yelan caught the searching. "Syaoran's not here right now."
"Eh?" the girl cocked her head pretending that she wasn't caught red-handed.
"He'll be back soon."
The scarlet hair woman let her cheeks tint a rosy red color.
"No need to be embarrassed," Yelan stated, "we're going to be family soon, Ying Hua."
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A/N: And I'm a sucker for the cliché of kissing the opposite man to get rid of an ex- ordeal and I know that I could've avoided it, but meh… –sheepishly smiling and holding the peace sign- This chapter shows a nicer, funner (I know 'funner' isn't a word XP) side to both of them. –smiles for the umpteenth time-
Again, obviously all author(s/ess) would like reviews and this authoress isn't an exception! –smiles-
Luv KC
P.S. I really hope you all don't have to wait that long for the next chapter. I'm resuming school Monday and it's Dead Week follow by Finals Week. xP so it might (MIGHT being the key word! D) be awhile 'til my next one but you won't be disappointed on the wait! –smiles knowingly- Everything is going to happen FAST so beware!
P.S.S. Hoped you all had a FABULOUS-O New Year!
