Hey there, my beautiful and caring readers. I have finally finished writing the penultimate chapter of my story. Normally I would say sorry for the late update but…I have been working really hard to get good grades and everything has been going right so I have no regrets. Oh, and just a little note: I have changed the doctor's name from Paul to Mike even though I liked Paul better. So since you guys waited so long for this chapter I'm going to stop typing and let you get to the reading.

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS. I wish I owned Power Rangers though. The old ones not the new ones, I can't stand the new rangers.

Fooling Everyone

Chapter Twenty-Six

I Want You Back

It was a Saturday morning. Sakura rolled out of bed and headed straight for the shower. When she got out she put her hair up in a ponytail letting her wavy hair flow down her back. She put on a white tank top and a pair of green pants with two yellow stripes on the sides.

She went down to the first floor to get her mail. She re-entered her apartment sorting through it. Her eyes brighten upon coming to the last piece of mail.

She opened it up and started reading.

Dear Sakura Kinomoto,

You are invited to join us on the day of June 21st to celebrate the marriage of Tomoyo Daidouji and Eriol Hiiragizawa. A week of events have been scheduled starting June 16th.

This invitation allows you and a friend.

Please RSVP if you are available to join us and how many are in your party.

A bright smile was on Sakura's face.

"I can't believe they are really getting married."

Meanwhile Syaoran was still in his apartment. He was sitting in bed while Tomoyo handed him a glass of juice.

"Thank you." he handing her back the glass.

She took it and was about to leave the room but she turned back not being able to take it anymore.

"Syaoran you have to get out of this bed. I will not stand by and let you waste your life like this."

He looked at her in the corner of his eyes. "What do you care, you're Sakura's friend."

She rested the glass on the nightstand and put her hands on her hips.

"Sakura doesn't own me. Plus I wouldn't be here if I didn't consider you a friend."

"Yeah, sure you're only here because Eriol probably sent you."

"No, idiot I'm here because I care about you," She sat down on the bed next to him, "Sakura is my friend and all but…she's been acting weird. She's blowing this whole thing out of proportion."

Syaoran felt weird listening to Tomoyo. He knew she was right. Sakura was over reacting about one little kiss. But the more he thought about it he realized Sakura was right.

He should've never kissed Pam, even if it was all a mistake set up by some jealous bitch.

"Syaoran are you listening to me?"

He looked over at Tomoyo, "What?"

She rolled her eyes, "I was asking you if you plan on coming to the wedding. I know how you've been feeling lately, and I know Sakura's coming so…"

"Yeah, I'm not going to let one girl stop me from being Eriol's best man."

She smiled and gave him a kiss on the forehead whispering, "I'm sorry," before she left.

Syaoran was left thinking about Sakura. And now Eriol, Tomoyo, even Touya were stuck in the middle of them.

He got up taking Tomoyo's advice. He wasn't going to let Sakura ruin his life. If she didn't want to hear him out then that was her fault.

Fifteen minutes later he got out the shower holding a white towel around his waist. He was looking through his drawers picking out something to wear when he heard someone knocking at his door.

"Hold on!"

He continued looking for something, but he hasn't done laundry in weeks. And the knocking at the door was beginning to become more aggressive.

"Wait a fucking minute!"

He slipped on a pair of black boxers and a red shirt before opening the door.

"Who the fuck…" His words trailed off and he froze. He began to back up as she boldly walked into his room uninvited.

"Pam?"

She closed the door behind her as she walked up to Syaoran letting her hand outline his strong jaw and trail down to his chest.

She put an innocent smile on as she moved her blonde hair out of her face.

"I believe we have some unfinished business."

Syaoran gulped. It wasn't that he was afraid of her, it was that nothing good came form being around her.

He hit her hand off of him as he went to sit on his bed, "I know about the whole plan. You don't have to pretend to like me anymore."

She sat next to him pulling his face towards hers, "Who said I was pretending?"

She leaned in kissing him and they both fell back on the bed.

Meanwhile Tomoyo was in the car with Eriol when she got a call.

"Hello?"

"It's Touya."

A big smile appeared on her face like she hasn't heard from him in years, "Hey, are you ok? I haven't heard from you since you went for a walk."

"Yeah, about that…I went to talk with Sakura."

"And?" She pulled the phone closer to her waiting to hear what was going on.

"And she did sleep with that jerk."

Tomoyo rolled her eyes, she already knew that. "No not that, about her and Syaoran. Are they going to get back together?"

"I don't know."

"Didn't you go over there to get them back together?"

"No, I went there to see if Li was telling the truth about him and Sakura."

Tomoyo's frustration was clearly heard over the phone. "Tomoyo I can't make her date him. Hell I can't even make her stop loving him."

"What?" She was gripping the phone like her life deepened on it. And Eriol would glance at her while driving to see if she was alright.

"I thought she didn't love him. She said-"

"She lied."

Her eyes started to brighten again, "So this means that they will…"

"Tomoyo I'll talk with you later, ok?"

"Yeah thanks for the call." Then she hung up the phone and turned to her future husband.

"Did you hear that?" He nodded his head.

"And you know what this means…"

He pulled up in front of their house turning off the engine, "Yeah, yeah, another plan to get them together. And I thought we were done with this."

In Syaoran's apartment however he was on top of Pam kissing her while her hands roamed up his shirt feeling his chiseled back.

"Syaoran I want you."

He trailed kisses down her neck as he unbuttoned her top revealing her erect nipples. His hands messaged her breast and teasing her nipples making her moan.

She desperately pulled off his shirt outlining his muscular chest.

He kissed her as his hands traveled down to her skirt tugging on the waist. She took his hand moving it under her skirt higher and higher until his eyes widen.

"You're not…wearing any thing under there."

She smiled pulling him back down into the kiss, "I know."

She began to nibble on his ear and whisper, "The only thing left between us are those boxers."

She slowly began to slide them off but Syaoran pulled away backing away from the bed with eyes wide open. He raked his hands through his hair trying to figure out what was happening.

Pam sat up looking at him. "What's wrong honey? Don't you want me?"

Syaoran looked at her puppy dog eyes and trembling lips.

"You have to leave."

"Me?"

He grabbed his hair confused about this whole situation, "No, it's not your fault." He picked up the shirt tossed on the bed and a pair of jeans.

"What are you doing?"

"I need some air." Then he left the room.

Meanwhile Sakura was shopping in the mall looking for a wedding gift when she bumped into someone familiar.

"Excuse me."

The guy looked at her and immediately started to smile.

"Sakura! Don't tell me you are just going to ignore me."

"Angel?" Her eyes brighten up, "I haven't seen you in so long, where have you been?"

They walked out the store together, "My moms wasn't feeling too good so I went to help her out."

Sakura could see his expression change when he mentioned his mother. It reminded her when she was young and used to worry about her mother.

"Enough about me, how have you been? You and Syaoran still 'pretending' to date?"

She put her head down. He hasn't been around for all the drama. "Not exactly. We…well…we became a real couple. None of that fake stuff."

Angel nodded his head, "Yeah, I kinda figured you two would get together. Syaoran was always so over protective of you and you always hanging onto his every word."

"Yeah I guess…"

He turned to her, "No really, hey if Syaoran wasn't my man I would've already made a move on you."

Sakura blushed. She knew Angel had a little thing for her, but she never took it seriously, "Well, it's your lucky day. We broke up."

Angel stopped walking. Sakura turned around looking at him strangely. "

"Are you ok?"

"When did you guys break up? Wait…why did you guys break up? I know Syaoran's crazy for you."

"You can't tell a book by its cover…if you know what I mean."

As much as Angel wanted to date Sakura, he also didn't want her and Syaoran to break up. They were his friends. "Yo girl, what happened?"

Sakura didn't cry. She had promised to stop crying so much. She didn't like how weak it made her feel and breaking down in front of people was starting to annoy her.

"Nothing much, I caught him kissing another girl so I ended it."

He raised his eyebrow, "Is that all?" He grabbed her hand dragging her out of the mall.

"Where are we going?" She tried ignoring the weird stares people were giving them.

"I'm parked in the C section."

In no time they were out in the car park heading towards Angel's car. He opened the passenger side waiting for Sakura to get in before getting in the driver's seat. Then he started the engine and pressed on the gas a few times before skidding out.

Sakura wasn't used to this speed. Her heart was beating a thousand times per second and her hair flew carelessly around her face.

"Where are we going?"

He smiled, "That's a secret."

She kept on moving the hair from her face but it was useless. "Well, could we at least put the windows up?"

He yelled over the roaring of the engine and the blowing wind, "What's the fun of driving fast of you don't feel the wind through your hair?"

She didn't bother trying to figure anything out. "Are you going to the wedding?"

He nodded then stopped the car. "Here we are."

Sakura moved all the hair from her face looking in the mirror making sure she looked decent. When she looked around to see where they were she began to notice a lot of familiar buildings.

"You didn't."

"You guys are perfect for each other."

"Did Tomoyo put you up to this?"

"This whole thing is stupid. Just talk to him."

"I bet Eriol was in on it too. When are they just going to butt out?"

"Sakura, they are just worried about you two. Plus I don't need them to tell me that this argument between you two is stupid."

She folded her arms and leaned back in the seat like a little kid, "He started it."

Angel got out of his car opening her door and pulling her out. "You are going up there and listen to everything he has to say."

He was pushing her towards the building, "But…"

"And then you are going to forgive him because you love him and you're not going to let one accidental kiss ruin your relationship."

"But…"

"But nothing, I'm going to be right here if you need me. Now go!"

He shoved her into the building. She turned around looking at him through the glass door before walking up the stairs.

'You can do this Sakura. He's right. You love him, and well he said he loved you. So he…maybe he'll take me back. If what Touya said was really true then this whole thing is one big mistake.'

She was standing in front of his door straightening out her clothes trying to gain some confidence.

"This was all my fault. If I had just listened to him then none of this would've happen." She knocked on the door putting her head down. She could hear him rustling on the other side.

When the door opened she took a deep breath bracing herself for anything.

"Syao-" She froze. She couldn't move, or think. It felt like her heart stopped at that moment killing her. And her hell was to live seeing the figure before her.

"Kinomoto? What are you doing here?" Pam's voice was filled with shock. She thought Syaoran was knocking since he left his keys.

She didn't answer. She couldn't answer. What good could come out of her mouth at this moment?

Pam leaned on the doorframe happy to see Sakura. "I can't believe it. How long has it been? Four years maybe?"

Sakura stood there like a zombie, and idiot, not even able to think. "Syaoran." Was the only thing she managed to mutter out, and it was an accident.

"Oh, you're looking for Syaoran. I didn't think you guys were still friends. Guess I was wrong. Well, he went for a walk or something, but I'm sure he'll be back. You can come in and wait for him. I'm sure he won't mind."

Tears started to flow from her eyes. Her brain was working again.

"Kinomoto?" Pam had a worried look on her face. It was weird to just see her start to cry for no reason.

Sakura began to breathe heavy as her body began to tremble.

"Sakura, are you ok?" Pam took a step towards her causing Sakura to step back.

She continued to move back until her back hit the cold cement wall. Then she turned and jolted down the stairs ignoring Pam's worried look and questions.

She ran out the building where Angel was waiting. He opened his arms thinking she was running to give him a hug for helping her out. But his smile soon faded when he saw her wipe away the tears streaming down her red face.

"Take me home!"

"Sakura…"

"NOW! PLEASE!"

He immediately got in the car driving off. During the ride he was tempted to ask her what happened. Everything was supposed to be fixed. But she wouldn't even make eye contact with him.

When they got to her building she mumbled, "Bye," before she shut the door.

Meanwhile Syaoran was wondering around the city.

'I can't believe it! How…how could I almost…with Pam. Of all people. She's nothing but trouble. What was going through my head?'

He stopped sitting at an empty bus stop.

'I thought that she would help me get over Sakura. I thought that it would feel nice to be with someone that actually had some feelings towards me besides hate.'

He put his head in his hands not ready to face the world.

'I had the perfect chance to get her out of my head. Why didn't I just go through with it?'

He knew the answer. He was only going to use Pam as a decoy. She was supposed to help forget about Sakura. In the heat of the moment you're supposed to forget about all reason and let your body take control.

But he couldn't. Her touch wasn't the same. She was rougher. Her hair didn't feel the same when he roamed his hands through it. It felt wrong hearing her moan. She was nothing compared to Sakura. Every girl was nothing…compared to Sakura.

Someone came sitting on the other side of the bench waiting for the bus.

He took a glimpse at the person and put his head back looking at the orange tinted sky.

"She doesn't love me."

He started to laugh gaining attention from the stranger.

He continued to laugh, he was beginning to look insane. "She doesn't love me."

He got up turning to the stranger waiting for the bus. "It's ironic really. I can never love someone else. I might as well die!" He kept on laughing. That was the only thing he could do. The anger and depression wore him out to the point where the only thing left in him was happiness. An insane happiness that dwelled on knowing your life is so fucked up that it was useless to care anymore.

He decided to go back home. At least there he could get drunk for free.

Sakura was in her apartment curled up on her bed crying. That's all she seemed to be good at lately. Pulling the covers over her she began to think.

'So it was all just a lie. That kiss wasn't an accident. He knew what he was doing, he just managed to fool everyone into thinking he cares about me.'

Her cold hands felt foreign to her face as she wiped her tears away. She kept thinking about all the time she spent chasing after him, always being there for him hoping that he'd see her as more than just a friend.

She got up from her bed and started searching. She went into her bathroom digging through her basket of dirty clothes going through each pocket until she felt what she was looking for.

She pulled out that card Mike gave her. It was a bit wrinkled but still good. She sat on the brink of the tub pulled out her sell phone dialing his number but stopped half way through.

'I don't need him. He's just going to say what I'm already thinking. He's just going to ask me questions that I've been asking myself. I shouldn't be bothering him anyway.'

She began to play with the card while arguing with herself if she should bother calling him. And that's when she noticed there was a number on the back. After staring for a moment she decided to dial it.

The ringing echoed through her head.

"Hello?" Answered a masculine voice.

Meanwhile Syaoran was climbing the stairs to his apartment.

'How come this place doesn't have and elevator?'

He reached his door searching his pockets for his keys.

"No fucking way." He pounded his head on the door, "No fucking way!"

He had forgotten to pick up not only his wallet but also his keys when he left. And what bothered him wasn't that he locked himself out of his apartment. It was that the only person who had his spare key was Sakura, given that she didn't already throw it away.

After an hour of walking he finally reached her apartment.

"Why the hell did she have to live in the other side of town?"

He walked up to the door trying to decide what's best to do in this situation.

'If I press the buzzard then she would know I'm here and she won't let me in. But if I don't then I'm stuck sitting out here waiting for someone to open the door.'

He really wasn't in the mood to deal with her. All she does is yell at him and he was sick of it. It wasn't like he did anything to purposely hurt her.

He found her name.

Kinomoto, Sakura apt: 27D

He knew she would turn him away as soon as she heard his voice so he did the only thing he could think of. He sat and waited for someone to open the door.

Half an hour later Syaoran was searching the hallway for room 27D. If it wasn't for a delivery boy he probably would've spent the whole night sitting outside.

He reached in front of the door. He was nervous. He didn't like that feeling, you shouldn't be nervous to see your best friend.

He raised his hand to knock on the door but he couldn't find the courage to.

He was beginning to doubt himself. Doubting the reason he was really sanding in front her door.

'I came here only to get my keys. I'm not obsessed with her nor do I miss her. I got locked out by accident. I couldn't help that.'

He leaned his body on the opposite wall staring at her door.

'Why did I take that walk down here? Why did I wait for someone to open that stupid door? Was this just and excuse to see her? Maybe even…'

He shook any other thoughts from his head. He remembered her words clearly.

"But I never loved you in the first place."

He could hear her in his head constantly. And every time it hurt just as much as the first time. He tried staying strong. He didn't want to cry; crying was a weakness to him. He replaced it with anger and aggression. He needed to fight or at least get the shit kicked out of him like earlier that week.

He knocked on the door. He could hear her yell, "Coming," from the other side.

When she opened the door she stopped breathing. There he was standing at her door.

"Sakura-"

She slammed the door and grabbed her head not believing what was going on.

"Why is he here? Why? Can't he just leave me alone?"

Sakura had forgotten that Mike was still sitting on the couch watching her.

He got up putting an arm over her shoulder. "What happened?"

She began to pace around the room thinking. She wasn't sure what she should do. She loved him still. She even tried replacing his company with Mike but it still didn't work. She wanted him back but…she could never live with herself if she just pretended that all of this never happened. As much as she loved him, she loved her pride even more.

"I can't talk to him. I won't."

She left Mike in the living room running into her bedroom locking the door behind her.

He moved to follow her but the knocking at the door reoccurred. He figured the best thing to do was deal with whoever it was before he went to help Sakura. Plus it was tempting him to see who this guy was.

Syaoran was running his hands through his hair waiting for her to answer again. Well more like hoping she would answer. He was determined to see her and get things straight. This was no longer about getting back his spare key. It was about getting Sakura back.

He was about to knock on the door again but it opened before he could put his hand up.

"Who the fuck are you?" It shocked Syaoran, here he was expecting to see Sakura on the other side.

"I'm Dr. Mike Russell, you must be-"

"I'm the guy that's gonna kick your ass if you don't tell me what you're doing in there with my girl."

Syaoran's voice was loud.

Sakura came running out of her room, "Who do you think you are?" She pushed Mike out of the way.

"You're yelling at me? I come here to find you with this jerk off and YOU are yelling at ME?"

"We're not together anymore LI. I can be with any guy I want." She turned to Mike pulling him down to a rough kiss.

Syaoran clenched his jaw and narrowed his eyes. His blood was boiling. He grabbed Sakura pulling her into the hall.

"SYAORAN!"

"Get the hell away from her."

"Me? I'm not the one that kissed her."

"You liked it."

"Syaoran you're acting crazy."

He pushed her behind him, "Sakura stay out of this."

"Li honestly there is nothing going on between Sakura and I. We're just friends."

"Yeah so were we. Did she tell you she's pregnant with my kid, huh? Did she tell you that?"

She couldn't stand back and let him keep making an ass of himself, "Syaoran that's enough. Go home."

"I'm not leaving until that bastard does."

Mike stepped out into the hall, "Fine I should be going anyway."

Sakura stopped him, "NO! This is my home and you are not going to leave just because this piece of-"

Syaoran put his hand over her mouth, "Sakura you better watch what you say."

"ME? You're the one acting like an ass and I have to watch what I say?"

While the two were bickering Mike managed to escape without their notice.

"Where did he go?" Sakura looked around the empty hallway, "You scared him off."

She went into her apartment calling out his name. "Mike, are you in here?"

Syaoran followed closing the door behind him, "He better not be in here."

Sakura came out of the kitchen with a disappointed look on her face, "He left. You made him leave."

"It's not my fault he wasn't man enough to stand up to me."

Her sadness was replaced with astonishment.

"YOU? Man enough. The last I heard you got you butt beat by my brother."

"He was lucky."

"Yeah, lucky you can't fight."

The anger between them was starting to settle. Anyone listening would think they were having a friendly argument.

The next morning Sakura woke up with a pair of strong arms embracing her. She snuggled into the warm body next to her closing her eyes savoring the feeling.

"You've missed me."

His voice snapped back all her anger.

"You wish." She got up heading straight to the bathroom. She needed a second. Ok, maybe more than a second. She was determined to stay in that bathroom as long as it took to remember why she was mad at Syaoran.

"I've got to think of something. I can't just go back out there and face him without a plan."

The door opened and Syaoran walked in.

"What do you think you're doing? You can't just walk in on a girl in the bathroom. What if I was naked?"

"Then that would be a plus."

He went to her wrapping his arms around her as they faced the mirror.

She had to admit that they looked perfect together. Her eyes started to glaze over and that warm feeling was staring to creep up on her again.

"No!"

She pushed him off of her, "You can't do this to me."

She started to backup towards the door.

"Sakura."

Her face held more fear than anger.

'Is she afraid of me? Of me?'

"Sakura."

He took a step forward making her slam her back against the door.

"Stay away from me Syaoran. We're not together anymore."

She was holding her hands up trying to prevent him from getting any closer. But instead he slowly inched neared her grabbing her hands into his and trapping her body against the door.

"Syaoran…" His voice came out as a whisper as she forced herself not to look at him. "I told you I don't love you."

He raised her chin up to his looking into her watery eyes.

"You're lying."

He leaned in lightly kissing her lips, but she pulled away then slapped his face.

The look on his face was pure shock. Even she was shock she did that, but it had to be done. Then she pushed him away from her giving enough room for her to slip out the door.

Syaoran was left stunned trying to process what she just did. Not once in all the years that they knew each other did she slap him. Not even a fake slap or a fake punch.

"Sakura!" He followed her catching her before she could make it to her bedroom.

"Syaoran get out of my apartment before I call the police."

"Are you bipolar or something? One minute we're hugging each other on the couch and the next you're slapping me. Pick an emotion and stick with it."

"Fine, I'll pick anger. And if you don't leave…"

"What?"

He began to get closer to her, challenging her. At this point she wasn't sure what Syaoran was going to do. She knew that he would never hit her…but…there was still something about him that made her want to run and hide.

"GET OUT!"

"Honestly, you can't still be hung up on that stupid kiss. Get it through your think head, it was all an accident. I met her at the food stand and she must have put something in my drink I guess."

"Yeah, sure." She turned to walk away but he stopped her.

"Sakura, seriously I thought that was you I was with. I don't love anyone but you."

His words sounded sincere but as much as she tried to believe them, the only thing that popped into her head was Pam standing at his door.

He took her hands into his starring into her face.

"Please, you have to believe me."

She pulled her hands away leaving him with an unwanted cold feeling.

"Believe you? How could any of this be an accident when Pam is in your apartment?"

"What?"

"Yeah, I went there to see you. To try and work things out so that maybe we could be back together but when I knocked on that door all I saw was blonde hair. How are you going to explain that Syaoran? Huh?"

"I didn't invite her."

"The hell you didn't." She started to get angry again. Very angry.

"Why do you care anyway? I thought all this time you didn't really love me."

"I don't."

"Really," He began to back off from her, "Then how could someone that claims to not care so much be so angry? Anger is still an emotion Sakura. You can't hide the fact that you still love me. You still care for me as much as I care for you."

"Stop IT!"

"No, you have to hear this. At least I'm brave enough to face my feelings. You, all you do is run away."

"I did face my feelings, I don't love you."

"Where's my spare key?"

"What?" They were just talking about their relationship and out of nowhere he starts talking about keys?

"My keys, for my apartment. I gave you my spare, where are they?"

She went into her bedroom digging trough her jewelry box then came back out holding the key.

"What you have to go meet Pam before she leaves?" She tossed his the key then stood there with her arms folded.

"No, I'm going to prove that you still love me."

She rolled her eyes and headed for her bedroom, "Yeah you wish."

He watched her leaving and yelled out, "If I do prove it you owe me a kiss," before she shut the door.

He looked down at the key in his hand and began to smile. He knew he was going to get her back.

So how was that? Just to remind you, the next chapter will be my last. However that will not be the last you'll hear from me. I still have High School Drama going and I have some great plans for that. Also I have what I think are unique ideas for some new stories. Nobody likes to read the same stuff over and over again.