Worthless Wait
Chapter 2
Typical, she thought distastefully, so typical of them to have the wedding in such a massive church.
Sakura stood outside the menacing steel gates, gazing up to the top of the tall building, disgust was clear on her face. Funny, she laughed to herself. I seem to remember him saying that if we were to ever marry, it would be a small ceremony, with only our closest friends and family. Huh, I guess everything was a lie.
People were arriving in all directions: men, women, even children. All of them dressed so finely, all of them arriving in limousines. She has never seen so many rich people in her life. These men and women were so wealthy; she doubted they even knew how much money they had. Those children were so spoilt, look at them fighting over such petty things like whose dress was the prettiest. Sakura fingered the gun inside her jacket, smirking, boy are they gonna be surprised…
"Excuse me, miss," Sakura turned, "Are you one of Mr. Li's or Miss Zhang's guests?"
She grinned evilly at the names, "Yeah, yeah I am."
"And may I ask, is your name Sakura Kinomoto?"
"Yup, that's me."
The servant bowed, "Mr. Li has reserved a seat for you, Miss Kinomoto. If you would please just follow me."
Sakura shrugged, and did as she was told. At least she had a seat, so her plan can still be carried out. As she walked across the vast courtyard, the eyes of many focused on her. Tilting her blood-red lips up slightly, she accidentally dropped her purse. As she bent down, she knew her already short black dress climbed even further up her legs, giving all those old and rich perverts a nice view of her backside and thighs.
Picking up her purse, Sakura looked around at them, smiling apologetically. But her insides were trembling with laughter as she heard the wives of those scolding their beloved husbands shrilly about daring to even look at another woman, let alone a girl.
The servant led her up a flight of marble stairs and towards the great hall. She gasped. Oh. My. God! I have never, never, never ever… seen anything so… so… oh what's the word?... so revolting!!
What were they thinking? Yellow and green flowers?! Sakura felt like throwing up. I mean, are they so dumb that they don't notice the colours are the exact shades of vomit? Unless their goal was to make everyone choke on their own sick. But even so, they needn't have bothered because it would have been totally unnecessary; all you had to do was to look at the bride and groom and the aim will be accomplished!
"Oh my god Yelan! This is absolutely beautiful!" A sickly sweet voice squealed from her side. "I knew I could count on you. Xiaolang's favourite colour is green and my Yiling's favourite is yellow. Combining them together - it's absolutely ingenious!"
That must be Yiling's mother. My god, how much make-up is she wearing? If a breeze blows past her face, I'm sure the person next to her will die of a coughing fit! Trying hard to keep her face neutral, Sakura continued down the path - which was scattered with (again) yellow and green petals of god-knows-what flowers - carefully avoiding stepping on them. Her seat was at the right front, and on the seat was a flowery note.
Dear Sakura,
I'm so nervous, I can't believe I'm actually marrying the man of my dreams. Argh! God help me. Please don't let me trip or fall during the ceremony. Please please pleaseplease… ok ok, I'm calm, I'm calm.
Anyway, glad you could make it and hope you will enjoy your day!
Love
Yiling
Enjoy my day? Sakura smirked. You have no idea how much…
Hours seemed to have passed as people hustled from here to there, greeting each other and chatting animatedly. Sakura was getting bored; can't they just start the bloody wedding?
As if hearing her thought, the woman who was speaking to Syaoran's mother before stood up. Smiling broadly, she announced into the microphone, "Would everyone please take their seats, the wedding is about to commence."
Loud shuffling could be heard as people scrambled into their seats. After the last man managed to squeeze his fat bottom into the seat, she continued.
"Thank you all for being here, I know I am speaking for both Xiaolang and Yiling when I say that it is wonderful to see you all. However, I would like to say a special thank-you to Miss Kinomoto, who has traveled all the way from Japan to attend this wedding." The woman smiled down at Sakura, who gritted her teeth and smiled back painfully. Bitch, what she meant to say was she used all her money to travel here but only to see her boyfriend marry another woman. Well, slut, you can laugh now, but you'd better watch out, 'cos you won't be laughing for long.
"Oh look! The groom's here!" She announced loudly, pointing excitedly.
Sakura rolled my eyes, alright alright! Keep your hair on. She turned around, setting her eyes to steel. But a lump was caught in her throat when he entered her vision.
If she was darkness; he was her light…
"Syao-kun," Sakura whispered to the wind. He looked so handsome, dark locks of chocolate brown hair moved in synchronization with every step he took. His tailored suit moulded into his body, accenting the broad shoulders and narrow hips. A pair of dark amber eyes flashed around the room, searching…
He was looking for Yiling, his beloved fiancé; but instead, he caught the sight of her.
Amber clashed against the unwavering emeralds.
An eternity seemed to pass between them, both were caught, unable to look away… but it was Sakura who finally broke the contact, tearing her eyes away from his.
Baka! She scolded herself, what was that? He wants to hurt you and look what you just did, you fell right into his trap! You hate him, remember! You hate everything about him. There is nothing – I repeat, NOTHING – you like about him!! You would die before you let him get to you. Die!
She looked up once more and gazed straight into his eyes. But she was prepared this time. The emeralds no longer glistened; the face no longer pained… the hurt… what hurt?
Xiaolang Li, it's payback time…
A/N Hope you like it, thanks to all my reviewers. Wow, I didn't think it would this popular at chapter one. Ciao!