Hi Minna!! How is everybody? I hope everyone is doing well! I was really happy with all of the reviews I got! ^_^ For that reason, I didn't throw the idea and story into the recycle bin. Anyway, as I said at the bottom of the last chapter, grab some tissues! (Re-read the warning on the end of the first chapter if you need to). If you do not shed any tears, gasps, or urges to cry during the next couple of chapters it's either because:

A.) I'm too emotional.

B.) You are not as emotional as I am, which is very possible.

C.) I'm just bad at showing emotional scenes.

*Shrugs* You pick. The end of this chapter is when the so-called tearjerker events start. Sakura, Syaoran, or Kristen will not and do not die! Don't worry about them! They are all safe from death, but they will be greatly affected about what happens in the next couple of chapters. There are going to be a couple of deaths in the next couple of chapters! Happy endings are a promise by the end of the story though! There is a cliffhanger at the end of this chapter so I expect LOTS of death threats just like a lot of you guys did when I left you guys at cliffhangers on "Don't Be Scared" chapters. ^_^ Funny, but they did keep me going.

Here are a couple of things I wanted to say to people:

Innocent Sake~ I didn't dump it! ^_^ I know it's kind of weird that Sakura's in Tokyo, but I guess that's the power of a Alternate Universe story, ne? To tell you the truth, I was just looking for a couple names for Chelsea and Zachary and came up with those. I wasn't even thinking about Chiharu and Yamazaki (even though I bet I made it seem that way). Anyways, *hugs you* THANK YOU FOR YOUR COMPLEMENTS!!!!!

The Psychic Reader~ I'M SO SORRY! I know I kept reposting it, but on my other account, I just couldn't get the next story up! *bows on bended knees* I'm soooooo sorry!!!!

LiL DreameR~ Yep! I used the nickname you game me! ^_^

The sisters Serenity and Sakura (aka Sakuragirl)~ *hugs both of you tightly* You're both so sweet!!!! ^_^ Thank you so much for what you two said! I really wanted to cry! Oh and Sakura? I enjoyed what you said. You weren't talking too much! You're both lucky to be called after two of the most popular anime girls! ^_^ Lucky duck!

Kan-chan~ Yep! I posted this on my Cutie Blossom account, but since I couldn't continue it on the other account, I got another account so I can finish it.

Pink Sakura~ There will be lots of Denial rivers in this story! But everything will turn out good in the end.

Maiden of Ice~ *Pats you on the back* Don't worry. Here's the next chapter. Chapter 3 is also done (just needs a bit of editing).

Mira-san~ Thanks for your opinions! ^_^ You're so sweet to me! Thank you!

LiL DreameR~ I'm glad I didn't disappoint you! You may want to save the tissues for the next chapter though. From my beta-readers, the sad part doesn't come till next chapter. Enjoy!

Note: I do NOT work in the advertising business so I don't know how they work besides from what I've seen in movies. Please do not kill me if I screw up what they do. I'm only trying.

Opinions needed: Most of the story will be in Sakura's POV. I might put some of Syaoran's POV in here and there, but not a whole lot of it. If you, as the readers of this story, would like more of Syaoran's POV (especially during the next couple of chapters), please tell me in your review and I will make it possible! ^_^

My Daughter, The Matchmaker

Chapter 2

By: Cutie Blossom

Sakura yawned as she looked at her latest work. Let's just say it wasn't her best work. It was Friday, two days after Kristen's school play, and Sakura was looking forward for the weekend so she could catch up on her sleep. Ever since the night of the play, Kristen's words of wanting a father and a baby sister or brother haunted her. Not only was that haunting her but Syaoran Li's amber eyes were also doing a number on her mind as well. She didn't know why those beautiful amber eyes of his were haunting her, but they were, and boy they were doing a good job at it, too.

There was a knock on the door of her office that jerked Sakura away from her thoughts.

"Come in," Sakura said, followed by a quick yawn. You know how the old saying goes, "Thank God it's Friday."

The door opened to reveal her boss, Catherine Yutti. Catherine was a woman around Sakura's height. Her long sandy blonde hair was wanted by a lot of woman because of how beautiful it was. Sakura and Catherine did get along very well and became great friends when Sakura first joined the advertising business. Catherine was also very good to Kristen. Catherine was always there to help Sakura out with Kristen whenever she needed it.

Catherine smiled at Sakura. "Are you busy?"

Sakura put down her work. "I need a break."

Catherine smiled and stepped into her office. "Sakura, I need you. You're my best bet."

Sakura sighed. "You shouldn't gamble, Catherine. I've told you that a million and one times."

Catherine's smile grew as she walked over and sat down in the chair in front of Sakura's desk. "I know, but I trust you completely."

Sakura groaned. "Oh no! You only use that combination of words with me when you've dragged me into some deal having to do with a rich guy."

Catherine blinked. "You make it sound like a bad thing!"

Sakura narrowed her eyes at her boss. "The last guy you set me up with last time wore think, and I mean thick, neon green rimmed glasses that seemed to bright up."

"He was wearing purple rimmed glasses when I first met him."

"Catherine!"

"Sorry!"

"Not to mention he also invaded my bubble many times during dinner and had horrible breath."

"How about Charlie?"

"Which Charlie? You seem to put me with a lot of those," Sakura mumbled.

"Dope Head."

Sakura chocked on her spit. "Doppy?" Sakura shrieked.

"Yeah, that too," Catherine said.

"Charles Doppy !?" Sakura shrieked.

"What? Are you deaf?" Catherine said. "Yes him! I thought he was really cute and very rich also."

Sakura shuddered at the thought of Charles Doppy. "He was fine at first, but then it seemed like he could not stay on his side of the table for the life of him. When I did get him to sit at his side he kept licking his lips at me. Then he acted liked a total teenager when he wouldn't look up from my chest. I must say though that you were right though, Cath, he was kind of cute even if I hate to admit it."

"He was just perverted?"

Sakura nodded. "Right. Really perverted. I bet if you put a whole bunch of different girls in one room and put me in there, I bet Doppy wouldn't be able to name who is the real Sakura Kinomoto because he never looked up at my face. I would have wanted to go back out with neon green rimmed glasses guy again then ever go out with Dope Head again. At least neon green rimmed glasses guy looked at my face."

Catherine winced at the remark. "I didn't think Doppy was that bad."

"You weren't the one dating him."

"True," Catherine said. "Well, at least that got you to go on a couple dates again."

Sakura banged her head on her desk. "What is it with people lately trying to get me to date again?" Sakura looked up at her boss.

Catherine's eyes were filled with concern. "Is anything wrong at home? Is Kristen alright?"

Sakura sighed. "Kristen's fine, but she wants me to remarry and she also wants a little brother and sister."

Catherine's face light up. "Well, then I know how to help you then."

"How?" Sakura said, almost afraid to ask.

Catherine smiled. "I must say though, I think you shouldn't have slammed your head on your desk because now you have a mark that is most likely to become a big bump on your forehead."

Sakura groaned as she felt her forehead. Catherine was right. Maybe she shouldn't have done that. At least she had bangs that would keep some people from seeing the bruise.

Catherine continued. "Guess I should have told you that I got you another client, who is a hunky looking guy, and…"—She hesitated before continuing—"he's waiting outside to take you out to lunch."

Sakura's head slammed on her desk again. She regretted that right after she did it. The pain doubled from the first time. "So the answer to my problems is help you with your rich guy. Nice solution, Catherine. Do you love to torture me?" Sakura asked, looking up at her boss again.

Catherine smiled. "Sometimes. This man wanted you though. He asked for you and you only."

Sakura glared at her. "But did he want me for my body or for my work?"

Catherine smirked and stood up from the chair. "Once you see him, you'll be wishing he wants you for your body and not for your work," she said walking over to the door. Catherine opened it and before Sakura could say anything to stop her, Catherine had already invited the man into Sakura's office. Sakura's emerald eyes watched as a man with messy brown hair entered her office in an expensive business suit. He looked into her emerald eyes and Sakura saw he had the same amber eyes that have been haunting her from good nights of sleep for the last couple days.

Sakura gasped. "It's you!" she shrieked.

Syaoran chuckled. "Yes, it's me. Nice to know you didn't forget about me."

Catherine looked from Sakura over to Syaoran. "You two know each other? Drats! Here I thought I was going to finally get a husband for Sakura! Hey! You wouldn't be looking for a wife, would you?" she asked Syaoran. Before he had the chance to answer her, she continued. "We've got this nice looking, hard, business woman right here," she said gesturing to Sakura. "She's available and needs to get into a relationship."

Sakura shot up from her chair. Her face was a dark red color. "Catherine! You are starting to act like Kristen and for crying out loud, stop pestering Mr. Li! He didn't come here to be bombarded with questions about his personal life that he would like to keep a secret."

Catherine looked at Sakura. "If you don't go out with him you will be fired," she said in a singsong voice.

Sakura sat back in her chair. "That's what you always say. They are a bunch of empty threats."

Catherine nodded. "Yes, they are, but they've worked so far."

Sakura groaned.

"I would like to take Sakura to lunch," Syaoran put in before anything else would happen between the two. "That's what I came for. I needed some advertising done and found out that you, Sakura, work in advertising so I decided to go with this company."

"Are you going to hit on her?" Catherine asked.

Syaoran smiled and shook her head. "No, I won't hit on her."

Sakura smiled and Catherine's face fell.

"Kristen's going to be pretty mad at me," Catherine mumbled.

Sakura stood up and grabbed her jacket off of the back of the chair. "Kristen's has got to learn to keep her nose in her own business and out of mine for once." Sakura pulled open the bottom drawer of her desk and grabbed her purse. She turned to Catherine. "If you do speak to my darling daughter for some odd reason, will you tell her I'll speak with her later?" Sakura asked while she grabbed her portfolio at the end of her desk.

Catherine nodded. "Don't worry about Kristen. I will tell her just that. She'll be thrilled to know who you're going out to lunch with."

"Don't you dare go telling her lies," Sakura said. "I'll never, and I mean never, will hear the end of it."

Catherine laughed. "I know, I know! I won't! I promise, Sakura."

Sakura shook her head. Why were they doing this to her? She walked over to Syaoran.

"Ready?" he asked.

Sakura sighed and nodded.

Syaoran turned to Catherine. "Don't worry, I'll have her back within two hours. Is that okay?"

Catherine smiled at him. "Do us all the favor and keep her. I'll expect her back tomorrow morning early though."—She turned to Sakura—"Oh and Sakura?"

Sakura blinked. "Yes?"

"Two things. One, go home after your lunch with Mr. Li and get some rest. You look beat. And two…"—Catherine winked—"I would like details when you get back."

Syaoran laughed and Sakura glared at her.

Syaoran grabbed Sakura's arm and dragged her out of her office before a fight could break out.

Sakura turned to look at Syaoran. "Where are we going? I'll drive my own car so you don't have to drive me back here to pick up my car."

Syaoran smiled at her before continuing to drag her to the to the elevator. "No, that's okay. It wouldn't be hard at all."

They reached the lobby after a short elevator ride and walked out of the building and into the light of day. A limo awaited them outside of the building right next to the curb.

"Are you sure you don't want me drive?" Sakura asked

Syaoran nodded while the driver came to the passenger side and opened the door for them to get in. "Of course."

Sakura sighed. "Okay then," she said before getting into the limo. Syaoran followed her in it.

Sakura turned to Syaoran. "So Mr. Li, what are needing advertisement for? Does it have to do with your new partnership with Mr. Snimu?"

Syaoran turned to look into her eyes. "Yes, in fact it does. There is a party that the Bank of Tokyo is throwing in a couple of weeks in order to celebrate the partnership of Mr. Snimu and I."

"And what do you need adverting for?" she asked.

Syaoran gave Sakura another one of those sexy smiles of his. "The whole town of Tokyo is invited."

Sakura stared at him like he was wacko. "The whole town is invited?"

Syaoran nodded, looking like he was proud of his decision. "I thought it was nice to celebrate it together as a town. It would let me get to know more of the people in the town as well."

Sakura still had a look on her like she didn't know why in the world he was doing this. "I hope you realized you're going to have one humongous bill and not to mention one extra humongous mess after the party."

Syaoran chuckled. "Other businesses are giving food to us for free. People here are so nice."

Sakura nodded. "Yes they are. I've noticed that also in my twelve some years here."

"We've also ordered a clean up crew for the so-called 'extra humongous mess'. There's nothing to worry about," he informed her.

Sakura was about to say something more, but the limo slowed down its speed and came to a halt in front of Patsy's, the restaurant that Zachary co-owned. Sakura felt her mouth drop in surprise. Sure she was high in the society, but as she made out before, she couldn't eat here. It was too expensive. Were they actually going to eat at Patsy's? It was just a business meeting, not some formal date or dinner so then why was he bring her here?

Syaoran seemed to notice her reaction. "Is there anything wrong, Sakura?"

Sakura didn't look at him. "You didn't need to take me here, Mr. Li."

"Of course I did," he said and took her hand. He led her out of the limo and towards the entrance of the restaurant.

"Honestly," Sakura said as they entered the restaurant, "I'd be happy with just going to another less expensive restaurant."

Syaoran didn't speak a word. He just continued to lead her into the restaurant. They approached a waiter who immediately showed them to a table for two.

Sakura looked around her, amazed. The restaurant was decorated in a Victorian style just like the old age America. She wished that Kristen was here to see inside the restaurant also. After all, Kristen did hear lots about it from Judith since her father was co-owner of it. Sakura looked at the man sitting across from her to find him staring at her.

"You seemed amazed," he said. "Haven't you been here before?"

Sakura shook her head. "No, I haven't. It's kind of too expensive for Kristen and I to eat dinner here."

Syaoran smiled. "Next time we'll bring the girls."

"Next time?"

Syaoran nodded and looked down at his menu. "Next time we have a business date here, I think we should bring Kristen and Judith even though Judith's been here before."

Sakura looked down at her menu. She couldn't help wishing that it was not a business date, but something else. "So how did you know where to find me, Mr. Li?"

He grabbed one of her hands. "Syaoran please. Don't call me 'Mr. Li.' I hate that. Anyway, Judith mentioned the night we met that you were in the advertising business. I remembered that Mr. Snimu wanted me to find an advertising business that morning. Deciding that since you are mother to the famous Kristen Kinomoto and finding where you exactly worked from Zachary, I went with your company and wanted you to help me with advertising the party."

"Oh," was all Sakura could get out with Syaoran's hand still over hers. She felt her hand tingled under his touch.

"Also," he continued, "I would like to get to know you more." He let go of her hand not, not knowing how much Sakura wished for it remain on top of hers. What could she say? He had great hands.

Sakura looked at him like he was crazy again. "Why do you want to get to know me better? I am not something special."

Syaoran smiled at her again. Sakura started to wish he'd stop doing that. It wasn't helping her heartbeat or herself overall. "Everybody's special in there own kind of way. Also, I've heard a lot of both you and Kristen from Judith that I thought that I'd get to know you myself."

Sakura blinked. "I still think you're crazy. I'm just an ordinary mom trying to survive."

Syaoran chuckled. "Believe what you want, but I still say you're special in your own way. Judith just loves you and talks about you often."

Before they could say anymore, a waiter came over and took their orders. When the waiter left, Syaoran was the one to speak first.

"I was going to ask, what happened?"

Sakura blinked. "What?"

Syaoran pointed to her forehead. "You've got a bruise on your forehead. What did you do? Run into a door or something?"

Sakura laughed nervously. "No I didn't run into a door. My boss helped me on this bruise."

"How?"

Sakura blushed, not sure if she should tell him, but her mouth ran away from her before she command it not to speak the truth. "She always tries to set me up with a rich client and I thought she was doing the same thing again today, but turns out to be just a business meeting with a man who wouldn't try to stick their hand on my leg."

"That still doesn't explain the bruise."

"After telling her about Kristen's wishes, Catherine decided to try and make them come true. After she told me she set me up with another client who was, and I quote, 'a hunky looking guy,' I kind of, um, hit my head on my desk," she finished feeling embarrassed.

Syaoran burst into laughter, which didn't help Sakura's embarrassment at all. Sakura squirmed in her chair and Syaoran noticed it.

"Sorry, sorry! It was just funny!" he said, his laughter dying down to a minimum. "I must ask though, what are Kristen's wishes?"

"Wishes I'd rather not discuss with a man."

Syaoran smiled. "Okay," he said. "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to pry. Here's another question, though. Are your other rich clients snobs or something?"

"Why do you ask?" Sakura asked.

"From what you just said and also from the conversation that took place back at your office," Syaoran answered.

Sakura sighed. "I'm so sorry about the argument. Yes, they are rich snobs. Big, snobbish, perverted clients and Catherine sets me up with every single one of them."

"They hit on you, right?"

Sakura nodded. "Yes, they do."

"I'm sorry."

Sakura looked up into Syaoran's amber eyes to see if he really meant what he said and found out that he did mean it.

Syaoran smirked. "I can promise one thing though," he said, grinning slightly. "I won't try to make out with you or touch your leg, but I might try to kiss you."

He must have gotten the reaction he wanted because he sat in his seat now grinning like a lunatic at her. Sakura knew, just knew, her face was as red as a tomato…maybe even redder.

Before she could stop her mouth from talking, she said, "Promise?" Sakura clamped a hand over her mouth, surprised, and horrified, that she'd say such a thing to an almost stranger.

Her face drained of color as Syaoran nodded and said, "I always keep my promises, too."

This is a man, her mind screamed. A man who will just go away or send her away sooner or later and will break your heart into pieces.

Their food arrived and they both started in.

"Syaoran," Sakura said after swallowing a bit of her salad, "I really must speak to you about Kristen, Catherine, and my friend Tomoyo, if you ever get the chance to meet her."

Syaoran looked up from his food. "About what them?"

Sakura sighed before continuing. "They are trying to get me to date again."

Syaoran took another bite of his food before saying, "Like I didn't notice from the conversation between you and Catherine."

Sakura put a hand on her forehead and winced. It still stung a little bit. "As I said before, I am so sorry about that."

"When you and I met a couple nights ago, I thought you were already married," Syaoran admitted.

Sakura's eyes shot to his. "What ever gave you that idea?"

Syaoran shrugged. "I don't know," he answered. "You're a mother and a lot, not all, are married so I just presumed…" He trailed off.

"Well you presumed wrong," Sakura said in sort of a snappish tone.

"Good."

"What!?"

Syaoran smiled at her. "I'd like to keep the promise I made to you and I don't really want to get a bloody noses or a couple black and blue eyes from your husband, but since you don't have one, I'm safe except from a slap from you, but you were the one who made me promise so I think I'm even safe from that."

Sakura had to think a moment about what he was talking about. The kiss. The kiss that he promised her. That's what he was talking about. Once again, Sakura felt her cheeks heat up.

Change the subject, she told herself, before he actually does it. "I just wanted to tell you that Kristen has this way farfetched idea of you and I getting together. I just wanted to tell you to not listen to any of her ideas and just to ignore them. Also ignore Catherine. She's my friend, but she has a tendency to step too far into my business as well. I've told both of them that I don't want to get into another relationship. I don't have the time."

"You're scared."

That remark caught Sakura off guard. "W-what did you say?"

Syaoran's amber eyes bore into her. "You're scared," he repeated. "Whatever happened to your last relationship must have left you scared with a large scar of pain on you."

Sakura looked away from his eyes. He was right. He hit it right on the nose, but didn't want to show it to him. "I just wanted to tell you not to take anything serious when it comes time to my daughter words of getting us together. Okay?"

Syaoran nodded. "Alright, I won't," he promised.

The main course was finished in silence and when the desert was on its way was when Syaoran broke the silence.

"What happened?"

Sakura didn't have to ask what he meant. He was wondering about what happened with Kristen's father.

"Tyler and I were together a long time before everything turned upside down. I had just entered college when it happened. We had a lovely dinner and the mood seemed to be just perfect," she said. "Things went too far and the next thing I knew, I was pregnant. Even though Tyler and I weren't married or anything, I was really excited and thought he would be also. When I told him though, that thought blew right up in my face."—Sakura shook her head—"I couldn't believe him and the way he acted it. He yelled at me. He said he didn't want the baby and to never see me again. Well, that went by me just fine. Man, he acted so immature. I still can't believe that I thought that I really loved him. That he was my one and only. Boy was I ever wrong. After Kristen was born, I moved her to Tokyo, wanting a fresh start from everything. I got one too."

"What about college?"

"Changed colleges to go here. My friend, Tomoyo, also changed colleges to come here with me to helped take care of Kristen until we graduated and then she moved to England to marry her boyfriend."

"Did you ever regret it?"

Sakura smiled and shook her head. "I couldn't have asked more. Kristen's mine and I love her and will always love her till I go to my grave…even longer. She's my angel. The one who keeps me going through hard times. The only thing I regret is ever believing in Tyler."

"From what I've seen of Kristen, you've done a superb job of being a mother," Syaoran said. "She loves you and that's very noticeable in her."

Sakura beamed. "Thank you."

Their desert finally came right and when the waiter left, Sakura turned her eyes from her desert to look up at Syaoran.

"How about you?" she asked.

He looked up at her. "What about me?"

"Have you ever been married?"

Syaoran sighed and shook his head. "Nope, I was engaged though."

When he didn't elaborate, Sakura pressed on.

"Are you going to talk about it?"

Syaoran sighed again. "Just another one of those relationships where you catch your mate in bed with another man only weeks before the wedding."

"You make it sound easy to give her up."

His eyes hardened. "You think it was?" he snapped.

Sakura shook her head. "No. I'm sorry if I offended you."

Syaoran shook his head. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm still kind of angry at it all. I came home one night after a hectic day at work and she was in our bed with some guy I've never seen before. I've never been in a serious relationship since."

Sakura's eyes softened. The poor guy.

They talked a little more and when they were finished with their deserts, Syaoran did as he said he would and took Sakura back to work so she could pick up her car. Once the driver opened the door, Sakura stepped out of the limo and when she turned around, she found Syaoran right behind her.

"I'd like to keep my promise," Syaoran said, taking her hand.

Before Sakura could protest, or even remember the promise, Syaoran already planted his lips over hers, causing her to drop her purse and portfolio that she was carrying. When she closed her eyes, she felt her brain scream in alarm. When she was about to push him away, her hands suddenly lost their purpose and slid around his neck, pushing her brain's alarms away. He pulled her tighter to him with his arms around his waist. Sakura was so close to him that she could smell the clean aftershave that Syaoran was wearing, which didn't help her senses at all. Syaoran broke away first, breathing heavily just as she was.

"I'll see you later," he said looking kind of dazed. He then turned on his heel and got back into his limo. Sakura watched the limo pull away and out of her sight.

"Man can that guy kiss," she said, still breathless. That was the first real kiss that she has had with a man since Tyler. Sakura walked back into the building and went straight to the garage. After she drove home, Sakura walked into the kitchen and she laid her purse and her portfolio on the kitchen counter. She looked over at the clock on the stove and read that it was quarter till three.

Sakura smiled. Might as well pick up Kristen, she thought. Kristen usually took the bus home with Judith because Sakura worked until four. Sakura went back out to her car, remembering to grab her purse on the way, and drove to the school. Sakura got out of her car and walked over to the front gate. She saw Chelsea Vanith already standing at the gate.

"Hey Chelsea," Sakura said, coming up to stand next to her.

Chelsea turned to look at her. "Hey! What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same," Sakura said.

"We're going to some interview downtown that I have no idea what's about and for some reason we needed Judith to come with us," Chelsea informed her. "Zachary's in the car waiting."

Sakura smiled. "Sounds fun."

"Tons," Chelsea said sarcastically.

Sakura laughed.

"So how about you?"

"My boss let me go early after the lunch I had with your cousin," Sakura said.

"Syaoran?"

Sakura nodded. "Yep. He needed advertising done so he came to me."

Chelsea nudged her with her elbow. "You like him don't you?"

Sakura blushed, but shook her head. "No, but he is nice."

Chelsea nodded. "Yep, he sure is."

The bell rang, but being the social girls they were, Kristen and Judith came out of the school building together about fifteen minutes later. The look on Kristen's face when she first saw Sakura was priceless. She ran over to give her mother a big hug while Judith did the same with Chelsea. Sakura and Kristen said their goodbyes to Chelsea and Judith and walked over to their car. Sakura took Kristen to get an ice cream cone for an after school snack and stopped on the way home at the grocery store to quickly grab some food for dinner that night.

When they arrived home, Sakura put the grocery's away and preheated the oven to cook some onion soup for them. Sakura looked at the clock on the stove to see it was around five o'clock. While waiting for the right temperature, the phone rang and Kristen yelled that she would get it.

"Mom," Kristen yelled, "it's for you!"

"Who is it?"

"I don't know! Some lady."

Sakura groaned and grabbed the cordless phone from the kitchen and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Turn on your TV," she heard a husky male voice on the other side.

Sakura gasped. "Syaoran!?"

"Yes, it's me," he said. He sounded like he was on the verge of crying. He also had a panic tone to his voice. "I wasn't sure if you wanted Kristen to know this before you did so I disguised my voice."

"Not know about what?" Sakura questioned.

"Just turn your TV onto one of the news channels," he said.

Sakura, not sure what he was up to, walked into the living room and turned on the TV to channel four.

"Are you still with me?" he asked. The tone in his voice had not left him.

"Yeah, I just turned it on," Sakura answered.

A newscast lady appeared and the words "Special Report" came on in the lower right hand screen. This is what the lady said:

"There was a terrible crash tonight downtown as a car full of seven teens crashed into a car carrying three passengers only a couple hours before. The crash was caused when teen driver, Steve Tyson, wasn't paying attention to the road and was paying too much attention to the friends around him. He ran a red light, which was when he hit the other car. All seven teens are safe and Tyson was arrested. The other car was totaled and belonged to Zachary Vanith, co-owner of the famous restaurant Patsy's. Him and his wife, Chelsea Vanith, who was sitting in the front seat with him at the time, died on impact. Their twelve-year old daughter, Judith, is in a serious condition at Hope Hospital. We will keep you updated on the little girl's condition."

Sakura's heart stopped as she nearly dropped the phone.

"Syaoran!?" she sobbed into the phone. "How is she? Is she going to survive?"

"Sakura," he said slowly, "I need you down here. Please tell Kristen and bring her down here also. Judith needs her best friend for support as I need you for support."

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I told you bring some tissues!! T_T Okay, you may not be crying yet, but be prepared for the next chapter. But it was sad, wasn't it? I thought it was horrible! I'm not going to give out any hints if Judith survives or not. If you want to know, you'll have to wait till next chapter. You guys can guess in your reviews. I'll keep a poll and see what you guys guessed.

I know, I know. I'm mean. The next chapter title is along the lines of "More Bad News" or something like that. Anyway, grab a couple more boxes of tissues because you might need them if you're like me!!

Ja ne till next time!

Cutie Blossom

P.S. Remember to tell me if you want more of Syaoran's POV in your reviews! I need to know!

P.S.S. Remember to put in your reviews if you think Judith will survive or not!