‡ †Moon Sight: Interlude† ‡
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"Ci sarà ora arrivare a Alitalia Airport, vi preghiamo di allacciare le cinture di sicurezza." The voice of a female pilot came through the speakers of the plane. Syaoran looked up from his journal then glanced beside him at his sleeping princess.
Thanks to him they were flying first class to Italy so there really weren't much people there. Her seat was horizontal. A pillow and blanket were provided for her to sleep much more soundly. Her now mid lenth hair was spread around her head making a golden honey halo. His hand storked the strands around her head. He sighed slightly entangling his fingers into the her flaxen hair.
"Ci sarà ora arrivare a Alitalia Airport, vi preghiamo di allacciare le cinture di sicurezza." Came the pilots voice again. He glared at the ceiling where her voice was coming from.
Sakura mumbled under her breath and slowly her eyes opened. She rubbed them as if she were a cat and stretched in her place. A smile twitched at the edge of Syaoran's lips but he wouldn't allow it to show. She sat up and rubbed her eyes again. She yawned groggily and stared at nothing in particular. His hand made his way to her hair again as he tried to straighten it. She turned to him and gave him a sleepy smile.
"Good morning, Xiao Lang." She said with another yawn. He nodded.
"You slept well." He replied.
Her smile faltered. He noticed but before he got a chance to say anything she grabbed her pocket book and stood up. Humans weren't in this section so there were no gasps of surprised when she stood up with super human speed.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She said dashing to the facility.
She closed the door and made sure to lock it. She turned to the mirror. There were dark bags under her eyes. Drool was at the side of her lip. Her lids were still half closed. Her hair was in a frizzy mess and her cheeks were an irritable red. To make matters worse he had said she slept well. Sakura let out a small frustrated sigh and started washing her face. It was a month now. Syaoran had confessed that he "cared" about her well being. She sighed once more. Then again, she thought, that doesn't mean that he liked her the way she liked him. It was a depressing thought but it was true. For all she knew he could think of her as a little sister. Now she banged her forehead against the glass window. Depressing. Depressing. Depressing. Now wasn't the time to think of such things just when Suki had been murdered, a Crior had started in Tomoeda and her life was in danger. But every girl was entailed to a little romance in her life. Unfortunately zero love was in her life at the present. She finished fixing herself then relived her bladder before going back to her seat. He wasn't there which made her think again that she wasn't any good for romance.
Syaoran had gone in search of his older sister. She wasn't in her seat when he went to find her so the only other place she could be was with the flight attendants. Feimi had this bad habit of speaking and gossiping with them as if they were old buddies. She said she got bored traveling with her brothers since they were such spoil sports. Personally he had no clue what she was talking about. He found her right where he thought he would. The laughter of the female attendants gave him the biggest clue of all.
"My goodness I never thought about that!" A women said laughing hysterically.
"Well now that I think about it, its true!" Another one said.
"See I told you." Feimi responded joyfully.
It was a surprise that they weren't speaking in Italian but that wasn't of much concern to him. He slid the door open to find his sisters back to him. The other woman had their eyes closed giggling like little girls. He coughed a little to make them aware of his presence. Feimi turned around and hugged him tightly. He sniffed her then coiled away. She was drunk, wonderful.
"Hey ladies! This is my little brother Syaoran! Say hello Syaoran!" She said laughing. The women ogled him as if he was candy.
"Hey, you have a girlfriend?" A short blond asked coming a little closer. Feimi laughed shaking her head.
"Syaoran? Oh please, he's been single for years!" Feimi said waving her arms about widely.
"Oh? Then won't you reconsider?" The blond asked.
He's ears turned bright red. This was the reason why flying with his sister was a pain. She got drunk with the flight attendants then embarrassed him. He preyed his sisters arms from around him. Shaking his head he turned away ready to walk back to his seat.
"Hey, you know better than that, Syaoran, be more polite." Feimi reprimanded lightly then laughed.
"You want me to be more polite?" He asked turning back to them his ears red. He gave them a dead pan stare. "I think you women are annoying. I do not have a women of my own because I do not chose to have one. Now if you would excuse me ladies." He said with a bow of his head.
Now he walked away. The red in his ears beginning to fade when he heard the snide little comments the women in the back made. Good, he thought. They would leave him alone for the rest of the day. With his experience though he wouldn't be surprised if one of them tried harder to get him. Feimi apologized to them vigorously then went after her brother before he reached his seat.
"Xiao Lang!" She shouted. "That was so rude! What's up with you today?"
He sighed and sank down into one of the empty middle class seats. There were barely any passengers on the plain. It was an unusual time to travel which worked out to their advantage. Besides, he preferred empty planes.
"Feimi, you just embarrassed me in front of those women!" He seethed from between his teeth. "I may not mingle with humans nor do I see myself dating one but I have my pride as a man to keep my relationship status to myself."
She stared at him, deep in thought for a moment. He wasn't this sensitive on the subject of relationships. So she took a seat beside him as the plane made it slow decent to land. Her pink drunken cheeks sobered. It was time for a serious talk with her little brother.
"What's up?"
"Its nothing." He replied.
"You are not going to tell me that you suffered through a humiliation that you knew would happen if you came looking for me and tell me nothing."
He sighed leaned forward pressing his forehead to the back of the seat in front of him.
"Well, it is about her." He began. He rung his hands a little and took a deep breath before continuing. "I know she has had a difficult time recently. But it seems that even when she's with me she sighs a lot, or seems unhappy. It should not bother me this much but it does. What do you make of it, Fe-" Before he could even finish saying her name she attacked him with a huge bear hug.
"Oh, Xiao Lang!" She gushed squeezing him tightly.
"What? What woman?" He said gasping for air to come into his lungs through her vise like grip.
"You're just so cute." She said finally letting go of him She patted his head and he slapped it away. This time not only were his ears red but the rest of his face was red too.
"What is so cute about my confusion?" He demanded slapping her hand again. She was ruffling his hair for goodness sake.
"Wait no I take that back! Your not cute at all." The smile on her face disappeared.
"What on earth are you even talking about?"
"Stop playing dumb with me Xiao Lang. You've had more than enough girlfriends in the past! How can you be so confused about this one?"
"Because I never had any sort of love for the others." He confessed. "Father looked for marriage candidates but I never approved of any of them." He lifted his head and looked up at the compartments. "In all honesty I thought they were beyond the word stupidity. They did not know their left from their right. I want an intelligent women not some bimbo."
"Like Sakura-chan mentioned?"
"Yes, those are exactly the girls I hate." He stopped then started at his sister. She smiled. "Conniving witch." He told her.
"I did not trick you. Little brother you just do not listen to when others speak to you." She laughed. "You danced with that girl at your birthday celebration to make Sakura-chan jealous." She laughed again.
"I did not do such a thing." He protested.
"Oh yeah, so why are your ears red?" She pointed them out and he quickly covered them. She giggled. "Listen, I know girls, since I am one myself. I'll give you some advice. You like Sakura." She looked for any signs of denial and nodded in approval when there was none. "If you want to make her feel more comfortable and happy around you, how about taking her out on a date?"
"A date?" He asked looking up at her sheepishly.
"Don't give me that look! She's a hopeless romantic from what I've heard from Tomoyo. We are going to Florence, Italy. A place of love and romance. A girl like her would dream about having a date here. It almost Christmas time too! You could go sight seeing and Christmas shopping. Its the perfect date!" Her eyes were dreamy thinking of all the wonderful things that could be done in Italy.
"So to make things clear. You want me, the Prince of Pure Bloods to have a date with a girl I like in Italy to make her feel better?" He asked. Feimi almost punched him.
"Give it a rest will you! When you like someone your title or race has nothing to do with it. Loosen up too. We're in the 21st century not the 1800!"
"We have now landed at Atalia Airport in Florence, Italy. Ora abbiamo atterrati a Atalia Aeroporto a Firenze, Italia. Have a safe stay and I hope you enjoy your visit to Italy. Avere un soggiorno sicuro e spero che ti piace la vostra visita in Italia." The pilot said as the few passengers got off the plane.
"Christ! I forgot about Sakura." Syaoran said quickly getting up and rushing to his seat. He was so engrossed with his conversation with his sister that he forgot he had to attend to Sakura.
"A thank you would have been nice." Feimi said with a laugh.
"Thanks Feimi, your the best!" Syaoran shouted from down the hall. A smile lit up Feimi's face.
Sakura waited for a little longer in her seat. The last couple passengers that were on the plane left. She sighed and got up. He must have gotten bored of her. She gathered her things ready to get out when he made his way down the empty aisles. He looked down at the carry on bag in her hand. Quickly he took it from her as well as the backpack and duffel bag.
"Come on." He said his face becoming grim as he made his way towards the exit with their luggage. Mentally he slapped himself on the forehead. Why did he get so tense when he was around her?
As they go off the plane they saw Kero and Tomoyo in the front seats of the terminal. Tomoyo cuddled with her brothers arm as he rested his head on top of hers. Eriol sat beside them looking utterly annoyed. Sakura giggled, her cousins were finally getting along again. She was about to walk over to them but Syaoran held her hand forcing her to stay put. She looked back at him in bewilderment.
"Let us not interrupt them alright?" He said.
"Why?" She asked then she tried again to walk over to them. He held her hand tighter which was just what she had wanted. Inwardly she smiled.
"Because I would like you to myself for sometime. If you go and play with the bumpkin..." His face contorted in pain when Sakura stepped on his foot.
"Don't call her that." She said with a shake of her head.
"If you go and talk with her I will never get you back." He finished rubbing his feet together to decrease the pain.
Sakura's cheeks flushed pink and she took her hand back pressing it to her chest. She only hoped that he couldn't hear her heart beating like a humming birds wings.
"Well then do something for me." She said breathing in to catch her breath.
"And what would that be, Princess?" He asked.
"Smile for me." She said innocently.
He looked at the back of her head. All she wanted from him was for him to smile. No matter how he looked at it there was not one ounce of selfishness in that simple request. But for her if he did that small act she would be very happy.
"Is that all?" He asked still a little suspicious of the request. She turned and smiled with a small nod.
"For now, yes. Just smile for me Xiao Lang and I'll be your for the rest of the day..
He gave a small smile that was a bit crooked and wobbly at the edges. Sakura cracked up. His smile immediately fell, his ears turning red for the second time that day. She laughed then held both of his hands tightly in her own.
"Neh, Xiao Land where are you going to take me?" She asked sweetly still trying to hold in her laughter.
"Just for laughing we may not be going anywhere." He said then walked off sulking.
"Xiao Lang!" She shouted going after him. "Xioa Land I'm sorry!" She said but completely ignored her. "Jeez! Who knew you were such a baby?"
At this he turned his head and glared at her. Her eyes twitched and she stepped back. A scary, vengeful baby at that, who would have thought?
"Sorry." She squeaked out like a little frightened mouse who's tail stood up straight.
He huffed and continued towards the exit of the terminal. Sakura giggled to herself. She had to admit when he sulked he was adorable, almost like a little kid. But then again she just might have ruined her first night of romance in Italy. When she thought of it that way she got depressed. How stupid could she be?
After mustering up the best smile he could she had laughed at him. No, not laughed, she was cracking up as if she had inhaled a laughing gas. He was no longer in the mood to take her anywhere. But images of her sad and depressed a month ago came back. Then he remember that around him she was quite, always sighed and seemed unhappy. That bothered him and made his embarrassed anger fade rapidly. He have out a small sigh and turned back around. She hadn't moved from the spot she stepped back into.
"Come." he said. She lifted her head and stared at him. "You are still mine for the day. Come, I want to reach the house before everyone else."
She nodded and hurried to his side. Together they made their way out of the terminal and airport. Feimi watched them as they left, a smile on her face. Her little brother was finally falling in love.
The house that Syaoran told the taxi driver to go to was enormous. Maybe twice as large as the one in Japan. Syaoran paid the driver and helped Sakura carry her bags up to the main entrance of the mansion. A frigged wind swept through the landscape making anyone outside shiver. Sakura tried to ignore it but her lack of a thick sweater made her teeth chatter. Syaoran like the gentleman he is placed his own coat over her shoulders. She sniffed a bit and thanked him.
"November here is much more brisk than in Japan." He explained ushering her inside and out of the cold weather.
"That odd. Isn't Japan surrounded by water?" She replied waiting patiently as he set their luggage down and opened the large wood oak door.
"There are less buildings to stop the wind, especially out here." He gestured towards the large expanse of land that lay around them. If Sakura wasn't mistaken this was a winery.
"Your family makes wine?" She asked even though it was a bit of a dumb question to ask.
"Yes, the finest in Italy," He winked and chuckled to himself a bit. "Since we have lived so long the process can never be forgotten."
Sakura stared at him. It was unusual that he would say such a creepy joke. The messed up part is that it was totally true. He chuckled once again while opening the door. She was instantly flooded with the scent of vanilla. The receiving are of the mansion was similar to that of Japan but this was more welcoming to her surprise. She had expected coffins, bats, cobwebs, the usual stereotype for vampires. Although that was in many ways a contradiction sine she herself was a vampire half breed or not. The floor was recently waxed making the wood glisten in the evening sun. Instead of a stair case leading directly to the main floor their was a living room wit two sofa's facing each other. A quaint little coffee table adorned the center with vanilla scented candles burning brightly on top. A love sear closed the square. A black furniture piece took up the wall that the love seat was facing. In the center was a flat screen TV. Around it on the furniture piece was the sound system. Beside the TV were bookshelves that had been filled with novels and at each end were Cd's of every kind. Also very modern for a vampire that spoke as if he was still stuck in the middle ages.
A maid dressed in black and white came out of the kitchen that was diagonally placed from the homey living room. She carried a couple of plates along with a stack of cups most likely headed to the dining room. She spotted them and went over. She bowed her head respectfully towards Syaoran.
"Master Syaoran we expected you to come with more guests." She said with a thick but adorable Italian accent.
"My sister will be coming with two more guests. Bell, this is Sakura Kinomoto." He said gesturing to her. Bell's blue eyes met with Sakura's. The maid gave her a placid smile then bowed.
"It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Bella Lawrence. I am the head maid of this household." She said polietly. Sakura smiled and nodded. For some reason there was tension in the air. Sakura began to feel awkward as Bell stared at her as if she was no smaller than a mouse. Then someone shouted in the kitchen making Bell and Sakura both jump in surprise.
"I am sorry but I must get back to work." She gave Syaoran an apologetic smile. "If you will excuse me, Master." She said sweetly. Sakura was starting to get irritated by the older women.
"Wait a moment Bell." He said before she rushed off to work.
Little by little Sakura was starting to dislike the maid. Syaoran calling her a pet name didn't help the matter neither did the fact that she was human. Then there was that little sultry look that she always gave him, very seductive and secretive as if her and Syaoran had their own little secret between them. It just made her blood boil with a rage she never knew she had.
"Yes, Syaoran?" She asked. Sakura continued to wonder why Bella used his first name. She visibly frowned.
Then there was Bella's body. Sakura slowly scanned her up and down. She had a pear shaped figure with a large bust along with a decent butt. She noted Syaoran's attention was often taken to those assets. Further annoyed Sakura wrapped her arm around his own and pulled her body closer to his. Syaoran noticed this and took mental note of her jealousy and possessiveness. A little smirk came across his lips when Sakura squeezed his arm a little at the same moment Bella approached him again.
"Neh, Xiao Lang, let's go." Sakura said shaking his arm a little calling him with a cute little voice that had his heart racing.
"Princess..." He mumbled affected by her cute voice. That wasn't usual either. But when he stared into her large emerald orbs looking up at him pleadingly it broke him down. "Bell, We will not be back in time for dinner so leave our portion out."
"Oh..." Bell's face turned a bit to annoyance then she gave her usual candid smile. "May I ask where and at what time you will be returning?"
'Nosy little, bimbo!'Sakura exclaimed in her head.'What the hell is your problem women! And please stop looking at him as if he was all yours.'
'Easy, Princess.' Syaoran soothed sensing for the first time her intent to literally hurt someone.
Sakura's cheeks turned red. She had totally forgot that he could read her mind and respond to her thoughts. Bell came closer to them.
"Xiao Lang..." Sakura called out again.
"We will be home late." Was all he said before Sakura went on another rant in her head.
Now Bella all out frowned. She watched the two walk out the house like a couple and she nearly through the plates and cups in a fit. Another girl had her precious master, she just couldn't let that be. Angrily she went to the dinning area to set all but two plates.
Syaoran led Sakura to the garage beside the house to get his car. Neither of them said anything but the air around her wasn't exactly pleasant. Before going inside he held her back then turned her to face him. She looked up at a bird flying over head. She was obviously avoiding eye contact. Syaoran sighed inwardly. Why was this girl so troublesome.
"Is something wrong?" He asked sarcastically. She gave him the evil eye then went back to staring at the sky.
"No." Was her curt reply. He had to resist the urge to shake the nonsense out of her.
"Princess," He said. Why were woman's emotions all over the place anyways. For all the years he has lived he never understood woman's emotions. Something was wrong so he couldn't understand why she would lie. Either way he could just go back to reading her thoughts but he still wouldn't get the same satisfaction as hearing her say the words. "Could you tell me what is bothering you?"
"I don't understand you!" She exclaimed shoving him backwards. Syaoran stumbled a bit but regained his balance without a problem. He dusted himself off and reigned in his spiteful, revengeful and angry nature. He really had to like her a whole lot to hold in all those characteristics. "Why do you have to be so nice to her? I know its my first day here but I already see that she wants you just as much as I do! And you really don't help the situation at all by being all friendly. You are never friendly!" She turned to the wall and rested her head on it. Multiple winds blew past them making her shiver. For the second time that day Syaoran placed his coat over her shoulders. She knew better than anyone she had ever met that Syaoran was never friendly, so why was he so close to that woman Bella?
His arms circled around her shoulders and he locked them with his hands. His chin rested on top of her shoulder blade pulling her body inside of his own. She was only jealous of Bell. She had reason to be but he would never admit it.
"Sakura, we are wasting time. The sun is beginning to set." He said chuckling a bit at her pink cheeks. Any little form of affection seemed to maker her happy. What a simple girl. "Sakura," He whispered gently. She turned to him her cheeks glowing. On his lips was a genuine smile. His eyes brightened and his face relaxed. He had little dimples in his cheeks. His while being just changed with that simple gesture and she couldn't help but thing that he was beautiful.
"Yes?" She answered in a daze.
"Would you prefer to take a walk?" He asked.
"B-But its cold." Was her weak reply.
"That is true but," He put his hand in her hair, tangling his fingers in its long strands. "A walk in Italy is much more beautiful and intimate."
Sakura stood frozen to her spot. A walk in Italy with him was like a dream come true. The beauty of his words and smile made it all more convincing. Without much thought she embraced him, burying her face in his chest. She almost cried with sheer joy.
"Alright Syaoran." She whispered.
On impulse he gathered her in his arms. Surprised her arms went limp and her head now rested on his shoulder. The tip of his nose gently rubbed on the skin of her neck. He inhaled her scent which was now mixed with the smell of vanilla. Then as quickly as he embraced her he let her go.
"Come." He said pulling her hand.
The sun seemed to stay in the sky longer than Sakura was used to. The clouds little by little disappeared as if they had never existed. Syaoran led her into the heart of the city of Florence. Citizens bustled about; their hands overflowing with Christmas packages and shopping bags. Little children ran between their mothers legs playing their games. Teenage couple snuggled close to each other to fight off the onslaught of cold weather. Older people went on their evening stoles with their grand children or their elderly wives.
Sakura admired the windows of little shops and boutiques. Her eyes sparkled looking at dresses and jewelery. She saw quaint toy shops, cafes, art galleries and theaters. In the center of the shopping district was a fountain modeled after the one in Rome. Sakura skipped towards the fountain. She circled it and squealed with laughter when the water splashed on her. At the front of the fountain she stared into the water at the thousands of coins scattered on the bottom. The suns dying rays glinted against the surface of the coins making funny shapes on the top of the water.
"That's so beautiful." She said to herself admiring the odd shinning shapes. A strange urge come over her to dip her hand in the water to take a couple coins from the fountain just to drop them back in and hear them hit the water surface.
Syaoran came beside her. He admired her child like face. It bothered him that she was so innocent. Most young woman, their faces were much more mature with all the good and bad experiences they have already had in life. Sakura seemed to have seen only the good. For her age in this century it was not very common. She was almost like a rare and endangered creature in a dangerous rain forest in danger of being eaten by the larger more fierce predators. He slipped his hand under her own and entangled their fingers together. A feeling he could not describe filled his being and in response to it he squeezed her hand.
"Sakura, you seemed to like some of the stores on the main street. Would you like to buy a couple of things?" He asked sincerely. She looked up at him. She squeezed his hand just as he had her own. She liked him this way.
"No. I'm completely broke right now." She said going back to the coin filled fountain. Her hands itched to draw the beautiful fountain. She hadn't drawn anything for weeks.
"You have just insulted my manhood." He said pulling her away room the water so she could face him.
She stumbled over her feet. Nearly bringing them both down to the cold street. He secured her waist to hold her up. Her face was mushed on his chest and she stood with her legs in different angles.
"I...I what?" She asked still surprised.
"You insulted my manhood, princess." He repeated.
"How exactly did I do that?" She questioned confused.
"A man," he said getting her to stand correctly. "Would not allow a woman to spend any money when he is taking her out."
"But," She wanted to protest. When she was about to continue one of his fingers slid in front of her lips to silence her.
"The shops will be closing soon." He said beginning to walk back to the main street.
He wouldn't let her win this. So she chose to just to just give into him and shop. They first went into a bookstore. Most of all the novels that she found were extremely old and cost more than she expected. She glanced at him wearily but he ignored her faking to be interested in a display by the cash register. She hugged and picked up a couple spell books for Tomoyo. At the back of the store were a couple song books. She picked three for herself and two piano books for Syaoran. At the register she handed the cashier the books.
"Neh, Syaoran could you turn around while he rings everything up?" She asked non to discreetly. Syaoran eyed her, she wasn't good at hiding things.
Nonetheless he nodded. The cashier gave her a little smile while he rung up the books. He started speaking Italian to her. She smiled and nodded pretending to understand him. Before she realized it Syaoran had turned around and grabbed her hand. He also spoke in Italian. By the time the purchase was finished the cashier was angry and thrust the bag at Sakura. With a wicked grin Syaoran walked her out of the bookstore.
"What just happened?" She asked. Syaoran put his hand out to take her bag. She gave it to him without complaint.
"Nothing you must concern yourself with, Princess." He replied. She stopped walking letting him go ahead of her until he realized her absence.
"Tell. Me." She crossed her arms in front of her making it clear she had no intentions of moving. He gave her a long stare, she could be so childish.
"The boy was attempting to court you. You kept on smiling making him thing you were happy with the vulgar things he said. I made sure to let him now you are taken. Now would you kindly walk with me? I do expect you want to go to the other shops in town." He finished off a bit irritated just recounting the tale. Sadly Sakura smiled wider and went skipping to his side.
"Xiao Lang." She said in a sing song voice. He grimaced.
"Yes?" He asked as they passed by a jewelry store. He went inside taking Sakura by surprise. But that silly grin claimed her lips again. He sighed knowing already her question.
"You were jealous." She said making him wince he just turned back to the store.
"Let us not spoil this excursion, hm Princess?" He simply said looking at some diamond necklaces.
Sakura giggled and followed him inside the store. The Jewelry store had an air of majesty, almost as if it was a palace. In the center there were glass cases show casing beautiful gem stone bracelets, and rings. A man and women browsed through the shop looking aimlessly. Syaoran strayed to a display of promise ankle bracelets. He browsed over to the ankle bracelet section. They came in a range of designs, from charm anklets, to carved out ones with moons and stars or other designs. He told the clerk he would be back then went to get Sakura and buy whatever she fancied.
The day became night quickly. The city of Florence lit up as if it was a second sun and the people began their second life in the city. Syaoran showed Sakura the places he frequently visited and his favorite hang out spots. Fascinated she asked a million questions which often had him chuckling in amusement. She blushed every time, his laugh was such a rare sound. If she could have things her way she would wish that he would be like this everyday, or at least when he was with her. After her questions he took her hand and tugged her away to see more of his beloved city. He took her to a couple more stores and bought every dress, show, hair pin or book that caught her attention. Afterward they went to eat in an elegant restaurant with waiters and waitresses that gave all pleasant smiles.
"Xiao Lang...can't we..." Sakura began asking him as they were being seated.
"Can we what?" He finished while a waitress gave them their menu. He gave her a small smile and ordered something in Italian. Sakura frowned seeing how enticed the waitress was. She didn't like it.
"Xiao Lang!" Sakura called again. He glanced over at her. He nodded then ended his conversation. Since when was he so social? The waitress gave her an annoyed look and Sakura mirrored it.
"Yes?" He asked breaking their staring contest. The waitress went off into the kitchen to place the order.
"Couldn't we have eaten somewhere less..." She looked around. The place seemed to be made of glass. Candle light lit up the tables and the napkins were like silk. Me and women came in dressed accordingly to the elegant environment. "Classy."
"This is the best place in Florence to have your dinner. No where compares to 'Lisa'" He gestured to nothing in particular. Sakura gritted her teeth. He was so stubborn.
"I understand that." Sakura responded now feeling even more uncomfortable than before. "But look at how I am dressed!" She looked down at her jeans and blouse.
"If you wish, you could change into one of your new dresses."
"No." She said. "No, no those dresses are not for a dinner."
Her words made no sense to him. He was a man, sometimes a very crude one when he wanted. Special occasions were not his strong suit. The waitress came back with their drinks he ordered. She started another conversation with him making Sakura upset. She had no idea what they were saying or if they were being lovey with each other. It irritated her. Noticing her change of mood he chuckled continuing his flirty conversation. Even Sakura couldn't understand them she could see they were flirting. She had an urge to get up and leave.
'Princess,' He whispered in her mind. She looked down at her drink. Pointedly ignoring him. 'Princess," he called again.
'What?' She responded annoyed.
'You look beautiful. You must not worry about how you are dressed.' Sakura glared at him, he was smarter than that. She knew he could not misread this type of situation. He was just toying with her. He finished the conversation with the waitress and stood. He walked over to Sakura then knelled down beside her and in the process taking her hand in his own.
"What are you-" She said beginning to protest but he cut her off.
"You must not worry." He said again. "I am always with you and it will always be that way."
The waitress overheard him and scowled. She walked away to take the order of another customer. Sakura's cheeks turned a pale pink. She couldn't help but be flattered by him. All her anger dissipated. Feeling accomplished he stood, kissed her cheek then went back to his seat. She stared after him in disbelief. It wasn't like him to show so much affection. Though unusual it made her happy. The one she had strong feelings for seemed to return them, although she couldn't say for sure. A cute smile took over her little lips. She looked down at her drink and stirred it with her straw.
"Thanks," She whispered as she took a sip of her drink. He stared at her; smiling as well.
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