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What happened last time..
She stepped on the flowerpot and sat on the edge of her veranda preparing
to push herself over to his.
"What the fuck are you doing?" A voice boomed from her door.
She turned her around and found an expressionless Syaoran Li standing
there glaring.
Not at her.
Seita Nagoya.
Shit.
"Syao- Li-kun.. I wasn't, I mean, I-"
"Get in." He bit out calmly, his gaze never wandering from Nagoya.
"Look I'm really sor-"
"Did you hear me you whore? Get the fuck inside!" He snapped.
"Don't call her a whore Syaoran." Seita's eyes glimmered.
"Like you have the right Nagoya, she's mine and I call her what ever fuck
I want." He looked at the trembling girl again, "If you make me say it one more
time.."
Sakura pushed past him with tears welling up in her eyes, why does he
have to be so cruel.. He didn't own her.. no one did..
She scrambled inside, shut the glass screen door and slid to the ground
as she cried.
- - - -
Seita stared at where Sakura has disappeared to, "Well. That was
interesting. I must say though Syaoran.. she didn't seem too agreeable to being
yours."
"What do you want Nagoya. Stop interfering with my personal life."
"I wanted Sakura to have lunch with me. Plus, I didn't even know she was
yours. I thought the bastard that used to live next door moved out and was
replaced by the temptress." He ended with an exaggerated sigh.
"Temptress my ass. Stop fucking around with her and if you lay one finger
on her-"
"You want her?" Seita raised an eyebrow.
"No!" came his immediate reply.
Seita turned his back around and started walking inside his apartment.
"Since you don't want her, why prevent others from touching her? She's a
wonderful girl, your empty threats won't keep me away from her."
- - - -
"What were you thinking?" He glared at her. That was all he has been
doing for the past half hour or so.
"He's sweet and I'm bored. Stop being so overprotective.." She scrunched
up her nose.
" In case you forgot, brat! I'm paid to protect you."
"Great job you're doing going out partying and all.." she muttered.
"Do not talk to anyone without my permission until this whole case is
over." He threw a bag at her, "Get dressed, I'm taking you to meet some of my
colleagues for lunch. Hurry up."
She threw him a glare and half ran into the bathroom and hopped into the
skirt. She pulled the large white sweater over the shirt she was already
wearing. She ran a brush quickly through her hair and came out to meet Syaoran
at the foyer.
As they got into the elevator, Syaoran decided to inform her of whom she
is meeting so that she doesn't act more like the brat she is when introduced to
his friends.
"The woman you will meet at lunch is Chiharu Mihara, she's been a friend
of mine since I joined the organisation. Eriol Hiiragizawa is the other person
that would be joining us today. They asked to meet you especially and if I'm not
there for any reason, they're the ones you should contact. You may talk to them
but under no circumstance, are you to talk to anyone else without my
permission."
Blah blah.. Sakura rolled her eyes like the rebellious teenager she is,
then noticing his cold look, she immediately straightened and nodded.
"Also, act friendly to my friends so as to not arouse suspicion."
"I was planning to," She looked at him, "Not everyone treats strangers
like shit."
She didn't mean to say that. She really didn't. But what's said is said
and she had no intentions of taking it back. Plus, what she said was true
anyway.
No conversation took place for the rest of the trip to the restaurant.
When they walked in, a waiter walked up to them in greeting and led them
to the reception table. Syaoran went up to ask the receptionist where they were
reserved.
The receptionist led them to the table and left.
"Syaoran, you're finally here!" Chiharu walked up to them.
"Chiharu, Kinomoto-san, Kinomoto, Chiharu Mihara." He introduced trying
to be polite in front of his friends.
"Waii! You're so cute! It's a pleasure meeting you!" Chiharu shook
Sakura's hand enthusiastically.
Sakura sweat dropped at the friendly woman and giggled, "Pleasure meeting
you too!"
Eriol sat there watching the two and finally decided to come up. Syaoran
had failed to mention that Kinomoto Sakura was exceedingly beautiful and judging
her delightful attitude, she seemed incredibly sweet. He couldn't get his eyes
off her from the moment she stepped into the room. Yeah, yeah it sounds cheesy
but it's the truth.
He took a few strides forward. "Kinomoto-san," Eriol took Sakura's hand
and brushed his lips against the back of her hand.
She blushed. Again. Why must charismatic males be so heart-wrenchingly
gorgeous? Syaoran coughed purposefully as Eriol put the moves on Sakura, "This
is Eriol Hiiragizawa, Eriol, this is the brat."
"A lovely one might I add, Come," He led Sakura to the seat next to him.
"I like her," Chiharu whispered.
"I don't," Syaoran kept his eyes on her and sat down.
For the rest of the day, the group lounged there talking. Chiharu and
Eriol developed an immediate liking to Sakura, which Syaoran did not understand.
He hated her even more now that his friends are paying her most of their
attention.
Hate.
Does he really hate her? She was smart and cute and very intelligent. Her
kiss.. he'd rather not go there, but it was the most erotic and painfully
addictive kiss he's ever experienced. Not that he'll ever admit it. But
something about her irritated him. Maybe it was her unrelenting naivety of
annoying him, or her constant forgetfulness that he was, is, lethal. He shook
his head to clear his thoughts. Why isn't she afraid of him? It would make all
this much easier.
He looked over at Chiharu. Why can't all girls be as simple and wonderful
as her?
"Syaoran? Mate!" Eriol nudged him.
"Wh-what?"
"You were spacing out at Chiharu," Eriol smirked, "Get together already
you two!"
"Eriol," Syaoran growled blushing. How could he have let Sakura seen him
vulnerable. Wait.. why did he care what she thinks?
"Hey congratulations you two, when's the baby?" Sakura joked. She didn't
know why she had intruded on the friendly banter but inside, her heart tightened
painfully. Why it hurt so much she didn't know. She had hoped that he would see
her differently, that he actually did like a part of her. No matter how harsh he
was to her, a part of her hoped. But, that part of her shattered by Syaoran's
confirmation.
He blushed. So he already had someone in his life. Why didn't he tell
her? Why had he left her hanging after the kiss? She didn't understand and she
didn't want to understand. She has urged herself numerous times to move on. To
be the stereotypical giggly, brainless bimbo so that she would not have a
problem at all. She hated to be so thoughtful and solemn.
She was taken out of her thoughts by a tap on her shoulder. Chiharu
smiled at her warmly.
"Sakura-chan, would you like to have a girls day out with me tomorrow?
I'm betting anything that Syaoran hasn't been the best host had he?" She smiled.
Chiharu was so nice, it was so difficult to dislike her. She nodded.
"Great! I haven't been out with a friend just being normal for ages! The
ones I usually hang out with are Eriol and Syaoran before they left. They didn't
really understand the point of shopping and being all girly as they're not
girls! But now you're here and you can be like a little sister to me! We can
wear make-up, act all girly, watch chick flicks and check out hot guys at the
beach, what do you say?" She winked.
Damn.. this girl was so enthusiastic it was hard to keep up with her.
Sakura just laughed nervously and sweatdropped, "Ehehe.. ofcourse! You would
have to ask Syao.. Li-kun though."
"I can make him grovel at my feet!" She winked again.
Syaoran was that into her huh?..
"Syao-channnnn!!" Chiharu whined in a singy-songy voice.
"What do you want?" He play glared at her.
"You know the night of Haru-chan and Misato's Corporation union?"
"No I don't, enlighten me."
"Mou.. don't be a bum.. anyway. Can Sakura-chan go out with me on the day
of the night.. uh.. the daytime of the day.. uh.. that day?"
"No."
"Aww.. please? I'm a trained agent like you and two little inconspicuous
girls at the mall won't arouse any suspicion at all! And I thought you trusted
me after I promised not to blackmail you with the-"
Syaoran threw her a glare.
"Get back to my place at 1pm, I have to take her to the agency at 2."
"Mou.. that's not a lot of time.. You'll be finished at the agency by 6
won't you?"
"Probably," he answered offhandedly.
"Oh well.. great then! Wanna come to the dinner party then Sakura-chan?"
"Chiharu.." Syaoran gritted out.
"I'll be her escort," Eriol offered smoothly.
"Oh.. I don't want to be a burden." She played with the hem of the
tablecloth.
"Don't worry, you're anything but." He smiled.
"Sakura.. knowing that I'm going to sound like a VERY preppy teenager..
but you SO have to buy that skirt."
"You said that about the black tee, paperboy hat and the one teaspoon
denim shorts." Sakura sighed leaning against the door of her change room.
"But you have no idea how cute you look in this skirt!! It's a must buy.
If you don't get it, I'll get it for you."
"Waste your money on on yourself Haru-chan.." Sakura turned around to walk
back into her change room to change out of the skirt. Chiharu began to protest.
"Rest assured! I'll get it" Sakura laughed from the other side as Chiharu
laughed and continued to browse through the racks.
A few minutes later, the two girls walked out of the shop smiling and joking.
It's only been three hours and the girls are so close, they're almost inseparable.
Joking around with each other like they're best friends
"Ohh.. I almost forgot. You're coming with us to the dinner party tonight!"
"I guess so.. the corporate union Li-kun doesn't want me to attend?"
"Oh hush. You need a dress for tonight and I saw this store a while back that
displays the most breath-taking gowns!" Chiharu smiled as she stopped in front of a
very extravagantly decorated store.
"If there is anything in that store less than Two Thousand I'd be thoroughly shocked."
Chiharu just smiled and pushed her in. The two girls strolled around admiring all
the dresses on display. Each and every one of the gowns were intricately designed and one
of its kind. Sakura already had a few she really really liked.
A lady walked up to them with confident strides and a self-assured smile on her face.
"Any trouble girls?"
They stopped next to the display window exhibitioning a gorgeous white gown at the
centre of the room.
"Oh, I'm sorry but that dress is not for sale. It carries a VERY hefty price tag."
"Can we at least know how much it is? It's beautiful.." Sakura murmured trailing off.
"Sweeties.. find something your pocket could afford. This dress-"
"Hanako-san."
"Nagoya-sama!!" The lady hurried towards the entrance without giving the girls a
backward glance.
"I'm not sure about you but I feel very important."
"Great. Me too."
The girls rolled their eyes and decided to leave the store.
"Sakura!"
Sakura snapped her head towards the voice. "Nagoya-kun!"
"It's great to see you found the card to your apartment," he smiled teasingly.
"Ah...I guess Li-kun had it the whole time."
"Seita."
"Chiharu-san, it's a pleasure to see you again."
Chiharu nodded, "Likewise."
Sakura looked at the two. 'Awkward silence awkward silence'
"What are you looking for? Dinner party tonight?"
"Yes.. but nothing here is.. right for us. We were just leaving."
Seita frowned. "You don't like anything in my store? These are some of the most desired
gowns in the world."
"Your store?!"
He let out a light chuckle, "Nagoya Corp owns 35 different chain stores all over the world with over
40 branches each country."
"Brag-time's over, we're leaving. This store if obviously too expensive for us," Chiharu bit
out throwing a glance at Seita then a glare at the saleslady.
"What did you want in particular?" Seita switched his attention to Chiharu. He hated seeing an
unhappy customer in one of his stores.
"I'm not looking for anything. I already have a dress for tonight. We're looking for a little
number for Sakura."
"It's no trouble! I'm fine really. I doubt Li-kun actually wants me to go at all!" Sakura
laughed nervously trying to ease the tension.
"And nothing in the store interests you Sakura?" Seita asked.
"Well.."
He smiled and waved it off, "Here, I'll show you something."
He walked towards the saleslady at the counter. "Yumi-san, bring me the limited edition
of Chanel Glamorous in Moonlight please."
The lady came back a few minutes later holding a shimmering white dress on a hanger. One side of the
skirt-length of the gown is gathered slightly leaving a slant at the bottom. Two thin straps held the dress up.
"Yes, we're very jealous now Seita," Chiharu rolled her eyes, "Lets go Sakura."
"You can have it."
"What?" Sakura blinked.
"You can have this dress," the ever charming smile adorning his lips .
"But.. NO!" Sakura exclaimed. He's so kind.. how could he just give me a dress costing so much..
"Take it," my store orders two of all the limited edition gowns.
Her eyes lit up and she jumped on him to hug him. "Thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou!! I'll keep it
clean and.." she looked at the gown again, "..shimmery and I'll return it to you the day after okay? Thankyou
thankyou Seita-sannn!"
"Damn girl.. that dress probably costs heaps.."
Hanako walked past them and throwing Sakura a dirty, "Twenty-five thousand."
Sakura's eyes widened, "Seita-san!! I can't take this.."
"A gift."
"Thankyou," she hugged him again.
"Don't dissapoint me tonight," he gave her a wink and sauntered over to the counter.
Sakura blinked. "Dissapoint him?"
"Oh.. Seita is Misato's step brother. He'll be attending the dinner party tonight too."
Syaoran
The girl was like a puzzle.. a fucking mystery. He had always been able to analyse
personalities quite well. Bullshit artist here, cheating scum there. His experience
had required him to meet so many people. Too many people. People who he wished, wish
he had never met.
Sakura.
That name again. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get her out of his mind.
Haunting his dreams at night and ruling his thoughts during the day. Her smiles,
solemn looks, and annoying but annoyingly cute expressions she makes. He couldn't
stop thinking about her and its driving him mad. He couldn't concentrate on anything
he's doing because her name, face or voice somehow appears in his mind. He knows he
shouldn't get so attached.
What? Attached? No... definitely not.
He's just beginning to think about her more as Sakura than thinking of her as Assignment.
He hated her kind before. Cute little girls in places where they shouldn't be, doing things
they shouldn't do and seeing things they shouldn't see. Their pampered asses being placed
on their high pedestals by their parents, the media, society folks.. whatever.
He knows she isn't like that. But it's damn hard trying to find a reason to despise her.
His mind keeps shunning her away but somehow, he keeps finding himself noting little things
about her. Her personality, her appearance.. even her presence makes him and everyone around
him content.
What.. in hell's name is his problem?!
Author's Notes: Finished.. so very happy.. I think im moving along this story too fast but anyway I'm sorry about the very very very slow update and any inconvenience caused by the change of format for this story!
Yuu-chan