Hiya! Thanks for the reviews guys and to Art3m1s: I hope that you find your prince charming and that I'm close by when he runs after you. Giggles. So back by kinda popular demand. Or so I like to think. I am updating you with another chapter. We get to find out who the arms belong to. Yay!

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Chapter 4: An innocent kiss

Sakura stood stiff for a while before she finally found the courage to turn around and see who this person was.

"Mr Li!" She whispered shocked.

"Shhh." He murmured against her hair. She found this very soothing and soon she was snuggling up to him for warmth.

Mr Li pulled her up onto his lap and gently stroked her hair. "Your coming home with me Sakura. I don't care what you say."

"I-I can't. I need to get home. He'll be angry otherwise." She said frightened, and she subconsciously leaned closer to him, gripping his shirt in her fists.

"Who will Sakura? Who'll be angry?" Mr Li asked gently.

"I can't tell you. Please. Don't make me tell you." Sakura heard Mr Li sigh. She then felt herself being lifted up in his arms. She was conscious for a few seconds but soon sleep took her over.

When Sakura awoke she was staring at a white ceiling. She got up slowly and realised that she was in a green room. It smelt of sandalwood and spices. She pulled back the sheets and made her way to the door. When she opened it the smell of chicken wafted to her nostrils.

"I see your up." Came a voice from behind the wall beyond. Mr Li poked his head out and smiled at her. "I'm making chicken soup. Do you want some?"

Sakura nodded her head, too dumb to speak. She slowly made her way to where Mr Li's head disappeared and saw that she was in the kitchen. She watched as he cooked the chicken, chopped the vegetables, made the sauce and chucked it all in a pan.

"You know what's quite unnerving?" She asked him.

"What?" He said, his back to her as he stirred the chicken soup.

"You look quite good in this kitchen." She then realised what she said. "I mean you-"

"Why thank you miss Kinimoto." Mr Li replied. He turned around to look at Sakura and she saw he had a huge grin on his face.

"What's so funny? And what happened to Sakura?" She asked yet again.

"You really like me calling you Sakura don't you?" Mr Li asked, amusement obvious in his deep voice.

"No! Of course I don't. I just think that it's better than Kinimoto." Or was it the fact that her name sounded delicious when it rolled of his tongue? She did not know. And she dared not to find out.

"How about this. I'll call you by your first name when I feel like it. Deal?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

Sakura sighed knowing it was the only way she would get to hear her name from his mouth. "Deal." She barely whispered and headed out of the kitchen and to the lounge where she made herself comfortable on a sofa.

Mr Li came in two minutes later with two bowls of freshly cooked soup and a plate with bread on it. He sat down next to Sakura and placed the bowl in front of her and the plate between the two.

Sakura started to eat her soup in silence. She noticed that Mr Li would send her glances every now and then but she did her best to ignore them.

"I have to go home soon." She whispered to no one in particular.

"Your not going home. You're staying here." Said Mr Li rather stubbornly.

"No. You don't understand. I have to go home. I'm already in trouble. It'll be worse if I leave it."

"Sakura please tell me what's going on. I can help you. I can stop whoever did this to you. Please." Mr Li took hold of Sakura's chin and forced her to look at him. "Please?" He asked gently.

When Sakura's eyes made contact with his she felt tears at the corner threatening to drop. "Stop it. Please. I can't tell you. Please take me home. I want to go home." she murmured under her breath.

"Not until you tell me who did this to you." Stated Mr Li.

"NO!" Sakura yelled, getting up and knocking her soup. She watched as the bowl smashed on the floor and it's contents went with it.. "Oh God! I'm so sorry. I-I'm really sorry." Sakura bent down and started picking up the broken pieces of porcelain. One cut her hand but she did not notice because she was numb with fear of her father and her eyes were unfocused with unshed tears.

"Sakura? Sakura!" Mr Li started to shout. He grabbed her hand and pulled her off the floor. He turned her around so she was facing him. "Sakura please stop it! Look what your doing to yourself! Tell me who it is! For God sake please tell me!"

Sakura yanked her wrist away from his hold and started to back away from him. She threw her hands up in the air as if emphasizing the point. "It's my dad!" She yelled. "MY DAD!" She screamed at him. She slowly collapsed to the floor and soon she was a blubbering heap. "It's my dad." She whispered over and over again.

Mr Li stared at her in shock before making his way towards her. Sakura felt the same warm and loving arms wrap around her again. She tried her best to pull away from him but he just held her tighter.

"Please Mr Li. I need to go home." Sakura sobbed, her face turned away from Mr Li's.

Mr Li gently took Sakura's chin in his hand and turned her head to face him. He looked into her eyes for what seemed an age then, slowly, his gaze moved down to her lips. He slowly leaned forward.

Sakura gasped as she felt Mr Li's breath on her lips. She felt her eyelids get heavy and she softly closed them. Then she felt it.

Mr Li's lips were on Sakura's. He opened his mouth and closed it on hers, nibbling slightly at her bottom lip. The feeling was bliss. Indescribable. She leaned forward for more but Mr Li had pulled away. Her head jerked back and her eyes flew open.

"I'm sorry Sakura. I don't know wh-"

"It's ok. I'll be leaving." Interrupted Sakura. She silently got up and ran out of the door.

While walking home all she could think about was the kiss Mr Li gave her. She had kissed her teacher. No. Her teacher kissed her. What was she going to do?

But all thoughts of what she was going to do were wiped from her mind when she entered her house.

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I made them kiss! I made them kiss! Anyway, enough gloating. What did you think? Review please! You know I appreciate them don't you? Course you do! I wouldn't mind also if you added a few comments on how the story should go. I'm a bit stuck. Luv ya all. Ciao!