{A/N: Ooh I'm confused! o_O Some people reviewed this story saying you can't actually cancel an e-mail,
others told me you can do that... So, just for the sake of this story, please pretend there is no such
thing as an "unsend" button. ^.^}

Syaoran got up, with his hand on the left side of his chest as if not to let his heart escape,
and answered the phone.

"Daidouji," he said, letting out the breath he had been holding, "Genki-desu. Anata wa?"

After a few minutes talking to his friend, Syaoran went back to turn off the computer. That's
when the biggest shock came: the window that read "Message sent." was there, right above what
he had earlier written to his beloved Sakura.

"Oh Lord," he whispered in complete terror, "Oh my God!"

Syaoran's face went from bright red to the white of a ghost, and he started pacing around nervously.
"What am I going to do!?" he asked himself, waiting for a reply that never came, "What on EARTH
am I going to do!?"

He sat on the couch and rubbed his hands together. "Ok, Li Syaoran, think!"

He looked at the screen again blankly.

"Think harder!" he slapped his forehead.

His face brightened up when the first idea came to his mind. "A "cancel" button!" he exclaimed,
getting up and running towards the computer. His cheerfulness faded when he only saw an "ok"
button below "Message sent."

"Not the way to go," he stated, sitting on the chair in front of the computer again, "Let's go
back to thinking. There's NO way she can read that,"

Syaoran searched his mind for any possible solution to his problem.

None.

"Argh!! I can't just leave it like it is!" he screamed, almost ripping his hair off in a desperate
gesture, "Damnit AOL! Why does everything have to be so fast these days?!"

Syaoran then stopped to listen to his inner voice, the one he had to shut up when he didn't want
or couldn't think of Sakura. "I'm calling AOL! Maybe they can cancel the e-mail for me!"

He went on search of a small brochure the technicians had left at his place after installing the
whole system. When he finally found it (under his bed), he rushed to the phone, and dialed the
number.

"Good evening..."

"Hi! I need help,"

"... you've reached AOL's technical support. Please press 1 if you have any doubts about how to
install our system in your computer; press 2 if you'd like to hire a technician to fix any possible
problems regarding the system; press 3 for information on our new products; press 4 if you'd like
to talk to one of our technicians right now."

Syaoran sweatdropped (big time! ^.^). He pushed the number 4 button.

"Good evening..."

"For God's sake, please help me!"

"... you've reached AOL's technical support. Please stand by, your call will be answered shortly."

Syaoran sweatdropped again, and made a face at the classical song that had just started playing.

He hung up.

"Damnit AOL!" he punched the table where he had just left the phone, "Think again, Syaoran"

He sat on the floor. Syaoran ran a hand through his hair and misplaced it even more. - I have to
keep calm... Remember what Daidouji always tells you... -

"Daidouji!!" he exclaimed to his sudden realisation.

Syaoran got up and grabbed the phone urgently. He dialed Tomoyo's phone number, and a maid answered.
He asked for his friend; her voice could be heard through the receiver shortly after.

"Daidouji, I need your help,"

"You sound stressed, Li-kun, what's the matter?" Tomoyo inquired.

Syaoran blushed and started playing with his shirt, "I sort of did something I shouldn't have done,"

Tomoyo giggled, "Sakura, right?"

"I was writing something in my computer and I accidently pressed "send","

"Oops!" Tomoyo joked, "Seems like there's going to be a revelation soon!"

"Daidouji, stop. I'm serious here, I don't know what to do!" Syaoran cried in the phone.

"Li-kun, calm down," Tomoyo chuckled, "I would gladly help you, but there's nothing I can do,"

"Can't you just break in her e-mail account and delete it?!" he asked desperately, jumping up and
down like a small child.

"Gomen nasai, but that's not right. Besides, I don't know her password and I don't plan on having
the reputation of being a hacker,"

"Hai, wakari-masita," Syaoran sighed, "I'm such a baka,"

"You are not, Li-kun," Tomoyo said, calmly, "We all make mistakes sometimes. And yours could turn
into something great!"

Syaoran's cheeks were flushed by then, and he could feel the heat in them. "Ok, I have to go,"

"Don't worry about that, Li-kun, maybe she won't even read your e-mail,"

"Sou omoi-masen, Daidouji," Syaoran breathed heavily, "You have no idea just HOW lucky I can be
sometimes,"

Tomoyo laughed lightly, "Go rest, we'll talk tomorrow. Sayonara!"

"Sayonara, Daidouji,"

Syaoran hung up, left the phone on the dining table and went to sit in front of the computer again.
The sight of the "Message sent." window gave him shivers.

He finally hit the "ok" button, and it disappeared. He sighed.

- Looks like there's nothing I can do, except pray, eh? -

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Genki-desu = I'm fine
Anata wa? = And you?
Gomen nasai = I'm sorry
Wakari-masita = I understand
Sou omoi-masen = I don't think so