Summary: Despite their refusals, Syaoran and Sakura have no choice but to work together, as actors. Sakura and Syaoran despise each other. But when jealousy, pain and threats arise, will their feelings change? Will their romantic scenes be just acting?

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or anything like it, it belongs to CLAMP. I only own this plot.

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Just Acting?

[*-Chapter One-*]

SweetBabyGurl

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            Syaoran growled under his breath and with large steps met the door that was being banged on quite loudly as he whipped it open. There, he saw someone the three knew quite well… Etowa Ima, also known as Sakura's ex boyfriend before she became famous. It wasn't a very understanding break up either… it was quite messy.

            "Move out of the way Li. I want to see my girlfriend," Etowa said coldly giving him a glare. Syaoran snorted.

            "Girlfriend? My ass... she hates you with a passion Ima. And last time I checked, people who are going out, they like to talk to one another. I don't know why she hates you so much, but there is no way in hell I'm going to going to let you see her. But I promise you Ima… the day I do find out, you'll wish you were never born. Now leave Sakura alone," Syaoran growled before slamming the door in his face and going to the table to eat. "Go get her now."

            "I'm on it," Tomoyo said as she ran up the stairs. Once a week of every week it was always the same. But… Sakura never knew that he did that for her… she probably wouldn't ever know either, she's still a little too dense for her own good.

            "I don't see why you won't let us tell her. Then maybe you guys could actually get along," Eriol said as he sat beside his friend. Syaoran just remained silent and inspected the food in front of him, hoping she decided not to put any extra wasabi in his food this time. Being as critical as he was, he decided to switch plates with Eriol anyways. Eriol tried to protest, but it was to no avail as Syaoran kept the plate away from him. A few moments later, Sakura came bouncing down the stairs as if nothing had happened at all.

             "Okay, let's eat and then we'll go," Sakura said as she sat across Syaoran with a smirk on her face. Syaoran began to cut his steak and put some in his mouth. Only a moment after he swallowed it he ran to the fridge and drank out the remainder of the milk.

            "Kinomoto!!" Syaoran yelled as he stood before her.

            "But whatever is the matter Li-kun?" Asked Sakura, all too innocently.

            "Did you put too much wasabi in everyone's plates?!" Syaoran yelled again.

            "You, dear Li-kun, are smart. But I'm smarter. I put it in Eriol's food knowing you would switch plates with him," Sakura replied as she took a bite out of her own steak. Syaoran mumbled some incoherent curses under his breath and returned back to his seat where he found the wasabi and scraped it all off.

            "So have you decided who your date for the party's going to be yet Sakura?" Tomoyo asked as she ate some of her peppers.

            "Well, there were these two guys that asked me to go… but then Mamatsu asked me to go with him too," Sakura said as she ate the rest of her peppers. At this, Tomoyo, Eriol and Syaoran nearly spit out their food.

            "Mamatsu Kagogi?" Syaoran asked bewildered.

            "Yes… if you must know," Sakura said as she finished up her food and started cutting the cake.

            "You can't go out with him!" Syaoran protested as he took everyone's dishes and put them into the dishwasher.

            "Really?" Sakura asked.

            "Yes, really!" Syaoran exclaimed as he watched her cut four pieces of cake and pass one to him.

            "Watch. Me," was all she whispered to him before walking away. Syaoran who held a plate of chocolate cake in his hands fumed heavily before an evil smirk graced his features. He put down the cake and whipped out his cell phone. "Chouwa… hey, you know that party tonight? You do? Great."

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            An hour had passed and Syaoran's and Sakura's dates were still no-shows. As always, Tomoyo and Eriol decided they would go together "as friends" at the last minute. Everyone knew they had a thing for each other… Tomoyo was just waiting for Eriol to make the first move. Currently, Syaoran leant against a wall glaring at a specific group of men, while Sakura sat with a few people from work and decided to chat with them — a specific group of men. Tomoyo and Eriol on the other hand were on the dance floor as normal. All of this was routine. Syaoran glared at all of the guys Sakura talked to while he leaned against a wall or sat on a chair. Sakura talked to everyone and had a few drinks, and Tomoyo and Eriol tried to get somewhere farther in their relationship by dancing… but it helped in no way whatsoever. But tonight was different. Tonight… everything was going to fall out of routine.

            Just as Sakura sat talking with one of her many guy friends, Ken, she saw one of the guys who seemed to be obsessed with her come her way. Ganmour Haru. There was no doubt in her mind that he was going to ask her to dance, and imagine how rude it would be if she said no, even if it was politely, for he would continue to ask. He was such a pervert too! Chiharu was always tripping him for looking at her with dirty eyes. When he was a few feet away from her, a slow song played and Sakura knew she was in serious trouble. She looked around frantically for Eriol, but he was dancing with Tomoyo as always. Ken and everyone else had already gotten up to dance with other people, leaving little vulnerable Sakura all alone. She scanned the area once more and noticed Syaoran smirking at her with his glass raised. No matter how much she detested him, anyone was better than Haru. She sent him a few pleading glances, but before she knew it, Ganmour Haru was before her.

            "Why hello there Kinomoto-san," Ganmour said to her as he gave her a flirtatious smile and slid into the seat next to her, making the chairs touch. "How are you today?" He asked as he placed a hand on her thigh.

            "F-fine," Sakura stuttered not wanting to look at him. She shifted her legs into the opposite direction while looking straight ahead at nothing. Syaoran watched from a far with distaste. He swirled the last bit of his drink before finishing it and putting the glass down while making his way over to Sakura.

            "So Kinomoto-san dear, would you like to dance?" Ganmour said huskily. Sakura scrunched up her face in disgust; you could smell the heavy stench of rum in his breath. She sighed, knowing in the end she would have to say yes, and was about to answer.

            "I believe Kinomoto-san promised me she would dance with me whenever I pleased, and I would like to dance with her now," Syaoran said as he walked up and held out his hand that Sakura gently took.

            "Then dance with her to the next song!" Ganmour growled.

            "I'm sorry Haru-kun, but it's true, I did promise," was all Sakura could say with a smile before she was whisked off by Syaoran. When the two went to the dance floor together, all the people who knew them well, looked at them shocked.

            "Thank-you," Sakura whispered to him.

            "Don't worry about it. I don't like him that much, so no one I work with is going to be near with the likes of him. You owe me Kinomoto," Syaoran said in an even voice making Sakura gulp. Sure Sakura hated him… but she was among everyone else when it came to his temper. He was really scary when he was mad.

            "Alright, what do you want?" Sakura sighed.

            "Like I said, the people that I work with shouldn't be around certain people because it will give me a bad name, especially since I work with you so much. So, you're going to stay away from Mamatsu Kagogi," Syaoran said in her ear as he dipped her when the song came to a close. He up righted her and got ready for the next song, for the couple knew Ganmour was going to pursue her again.

            "Hey Sakurie," a drunk Mamatsu said as he came up to the two.

            "Go away Mamatsu, you're drunk," Sakura bluntly.

            "Oh, but don't you like it when your men are drunk Sakurie? That's what a certain Mr. Etowa Ima said to me," Mamatsu said to him laughing cynically before Sakura stifled a sob, and slapped him in the face. All was shut into silence at this moment.

            "Don't talk as if you know me," Sakura said to him in strangled voice. Just as she was about to walk away, Mamatsu grabbed her wrist and whipped her around.

            "You bitch!" Mamatsu exclaimed as he raised an unsteady hand to slap her in return. Sakura shut her eyes tightly, waiting for the impact.

            "Sakura!" All of her friends called. Most of the guys came rushing over but Syaoran was faster than the majority, also having the upper hand of being closer.

            "Hey!" Syaoran's voice boomed as he squeezed Mamatsu's wrist so tightly that he dropped to his knees. "If you ever, and I mean ever go near Kinomoto Sakura again, you'll be getting a lot more than a slap from me," Syaoran growled before he threw him the ground. At this point, Sakura was shivering and hiccupping slightly. Syaoran took off his jacket and wrapped it and one arm around her shoulder while they walked outside. Tomoyo was about to go after them, but Eriol held her back, hoping this was for the best.

To be continued…

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