Disguise

Blue Sonnet

PLEASE READ: There will be a different style for character thoughts for this chapter and later chapters of this story so as to avoid confusion and looooong dialogues. Enjoy!

( ) - Sakura's thoughts

-( )- - Syaoran's thoughts

Another Wedding?!

YAWN

"Good morning, Tomoyo."

"Good morning, Sakura. Here's breakfast." She handed the sleepy girl a plate loaded with bacon, scrambled eggs, and toast.

"Thanks," Sakura replied, and started to stuff her mouth.

Tomoyo was impatiently clicking her fingers on the counter, and when that didn't work, she decided nothing was.

"Don't tell me that's all I'm going to hear! What happened last night?!"

(Last night? What happened la— oh yeah, I remember!)

"Where's my car?!"

Tomoyo raised one brow. "It's parked at the garage. And it's useless to try and change the subject."

Sakura sighed with relief. "What about last night? Nothing happened. I just met a few friends of Li's and enjoyed the party."

Tomoyo snorted. "Define nothing. You were dead to the world when Li called us up last night. How do you think you got into that bed? By flying?"

Sakura winced. "I'm sorry for all the trouble I caused. So you carried me all the way up?"

"Of course not. He did."

"WHAT?!"

"You heard me. Li drove you here, and carried you upstairs too."

"But couldn't you have just slapped me so that I'd regain consciousness?! It's better than having to think I owe him!"

Tomoyo was offering no sympathy. "Sorry, but I wasn't here. He interrupted us just to ask for our address. And that was a very bad interruption, if I might add."

Sakura snorted. "So he interrupted something important, didn't he? Bet it was something you couldn't delay to help your best friend."

Tomoyo blushed crimson, but for an altogether different reason. "That wasn't my fault, if you'd care to remember."

Sakura knew she had gone overboard. "I'm sorry, Tomoyo."

Tomoyo smiled at her. "It's fine. Don't worry about it."

Sakura grinned. "Anyway, I'll handle Li. I'll make it up to you for his…interruption. What about lunch on Sunday? My treat, of course."

"Well, we can make that today, and you don't have to treat me. Eriol's invited us out to lunch. I'll pick you up at your office, ok?"

"All right, that is if Li doesn't give me extra work for lunch time."

"Don't worry, he won't."

"Good morning, Mr. Li."

Sakura was staring at her folder as though it was the most fascinating thing in the world.

"Good morning, Kinomoto. Could you cancel any lunch appointments I might have today? I'm booked."

"Yes sir, anything else?"

"No, you can go now."

(Come on, you coward. Tell him! It's just a simple 'thank you'.)

-(What's she still doing there?)-

After a few moments of awkward silence, Sakura finally found her voice.

"Um, Mr. Li?"

Syaoran feigned nonchalance. "Yes, what is it?"

"Thank you for last night. It was kind of you to drive me back home."

Syaoran was silent, and Sakura took this as a dismissal. But as she was opening the door to her office, he spoke again.

"You're welcome, Kinomoto. And just so you know, you snore like a pig."

The door slammed close.

Eriol poked his head into Syaoran's office at lunch time to find him grinning to himself, again.

"Hi, am I bothering you?"

"No, you're not. What makes you think that?"

"Other than the fact that you're grinning like a lunatic? Nothing important, I suppose."

"Did you come here to annoy me or pick me up for lunch?"

"Why choose when I can do both?" Syaoran looked irritated for real, so he quickly amended, "Alright. I'll do the picking up, for now."

Syaoran smirked. "You'd better rethink the annoying part, unless you want to date your Tomoyo tonight with a black eye and a broken rib."

Eriol laughed with the air of someone who knew something you didn't. "I guarantee you it's not gonna be me you're going to be annoyed with by the end of the day."

-(What's that supposed to mean?!)-

"They should be here now," Tomoyo was searching the place for any sign of Eriol. They found him sitting at a table in a secluded alcove with who else but the reigning king of egotism.

Before Sakura could react, Tomoyo was already sprinting towards them. "Hi, sorry we're late. Did you wait long?"

The men stood up and Eriol gave her a quick peck on the lips. "No, we just arrived ourselves. Anyway," he gestured towards Syaoran, "this is Syaoran Li. This is Tomoyo Daidouji, Syaoran."

Syaoran, who was about to remark on Sakura's presence, turned to Tomoyo and gallantly kissed her hand instead. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I can't believe I'm meeting the famous Tomoyo Daidouji at last."

Tomoyo giggled. "The pleasure's all mine. It isn't everyday I get to meet the President of the Li Corporate Empire. And don't be such a smart ass, or I just might like you. We wouldn't want that, or at least I won't."

"Why not?"

"Because I've heard—and from different sources, mind you—that you're...how should I say this… Ms. Yelan's mutant spawn."

"And how many mutual acquaintances do we have that we know of? You know, people who could say that without feeling any guilt at all." At which point Sakura and Eriol positively flinched.

"Hmm, let me think. Last time I checked, only two."

Syaoran's gaze landed with a thud on the lady behind Tomoyo. "Do I get an explanation?"

Sakura quirked a brow dramatically. "I'd be shocked if you expected me to tell her you had a pair of wings and a halo!"

"No, I couldn't expect that much even from you. But you could have at least told her the truth—that I was a handsome and gracious boss."

"Which I've concluded that you're not, so what's the point of this conversation again?"

Syaoran simply looked at her for a few seconds then shrugged.

(Hahaha. Serves you right. Kinomoto – 1, Li – 0) Which wasn't the least bit true.

-(Damn Eriol. So this was what he meant by 'it's not gonna be me you're going to be annoyed with'. I'll have to remember never to go out to lunch with him again.)-

Eriol was finding it hard to breath in the hostile air. "Let's sit down, shall we?"

"So when's the wedding?"

Tomoyo looked up from slicing her steak to answer Syaoran's question. "Well, we're still thinking about it, but I thought next month was— Hey! How'd you know?!" She glared at Eriol. "You told him?! I had such a hard time keeping it from Sakura and you TOLD him!!"

Eriol was going to answer in his defense but Syaoran beat him to it. "Of course he didn't. I've got eyes. Only a half-wit wouldn't notice those ridiculous grins you're wearing." The gibe was meant to annoy a specific person.

The couple flushed, and Syaoran was now smirking at them. Sakura's fork, on the other hand, stopped in mid-air while her mouth was busy gaping at the couple.

"You're getting married?"

Sakura was sorry to hear the dejection in her tone, and was sure the others noticed it as well. Soon, they were noticing something infinitely worse than her dejection. Tears were now streaming down her cheeks, and Sakura quickly wiped them away.

"Is there something wrong, Sakura?" Tomoyo was worried.

Sakura smiled at them. "Nothing's wrong, I mean it. I'm just so happy for you." She started giggling to ease the mood. "I mean, you've been going out for three years now and I was starting to think Eriol would never have the guts to ask."

Tomoyo laughed. "I know. I even had to twist it out of him. Anyway, you two will come to our wedding right? As best man and maid of honor?"

Syaoran and Sakura both nodded.

The future bride was simply ecstatic. "We'll invite Chiharu and the others as well, Sakura! Since the wedding is going to take place in Japan, anyway."

"What?! You're joking, right?" Syaoran asked with wide-eyed surprise.

Eriol answered for him. "Well, almost all of Tomoyo's friends are in Japan, and the only ones I wanna invite are you and your family. So practically, we decided to hold the wedding there next month."

"Well, it seems like a good idea. We may be able to be there on the opening ceremonies of the new branch at Tokyo."

Sakura chimed in. "That's possible. It is scheduled to be finished three weeks from now."

Tomoyo beamed at them. "It's settled then! So Sakura, I've got this little favor to ask of you…"

"That's real pathetic, Kinomoto."

Sakura quickly wiped her tears before glaring at her boss. They were at the office now; lunch was over an hour ago.

"What if it is? Don't you know how to knock?"

"I'm the boss, remember?"

Sakura softly snorted then looked away, determined to ignore him.

Syaoran strolled to her and leaned on the desk. "Some friend you are. The least you could have done for your friend was to look happy for her. Instead, you give us that crap about those" he pointed at her cheeks "being tears of joy. Did you really think Daidouji wouldn't notice? I did, and she knows you better than I do."

(Go away!)

Sakura still wouldn't look at him. "You don't understand. You'd never understand how it feels like. Don't lecture me about things you don't know."

-(She doesn't deny it? That's pretty shameless.)-

"Don't give me that excuse. You didn't see how worried Daidouji was about you because you were too absorbed on yourself."

Sakura laughed bitterly. "Of course you wouldn't understand. You, who have always been surrounded by love and family, would never understand my loss. Please, just go away and leave me alone."

"You love Eriol that much?"

Silence.

(What the hell is he talking about?!)

But she settled on raising a brow. "Is that a trick question?"

Syaoran looked totally uncomfortable. "You mean it's not about Eriol? That's why you're crying, isn't it?"

Sakura was laughing before he even finished speaking. "No!! Look, Eriol's good-looking and all, but he's really not my type. So that's why you were so 'worried' about me!" And she finished off by laughing even more.

Syaoran was as red as he could get. "Well, if that's not the reason, then why are you crying your eyes out?"

It was the first time Syaoran had made her laugh, though he hadn't meant to, so Sakura decided it might be a day for firsts.

"It wasn't about Eriol, not at all. I suppose I should start from the beginning. You see…I'm an orphan. After I met Tomoyo, she became the closest thing to family I ever had. Even until now we stayed by each other's side, and though I thought about it a few times, I still refused to accept that one day she and Eriol might decide to get married. So it was a real shock when that thought suddenly materialized right in front of me and I just couldn't stop the tears. I'm really sorry if I made you guys worry."

-(Whoa! Talk about information overload.)-

"Maybe that's why she didn't badger you about it, even though she looked really worried. Ugh! I'm sorry for being so nosy."

Sakura raised one brow and looked triumphant. "Yeah, you are, you know. Nosy."

Syaoran looked annoyed too. "I said I'm sorry, ok?!"

Sakura giggled. "I was just pulling your leg. You know, you shouldn't believe everything you hear, or people might get away with it."

"Get away with what?"

"Your leg."

"Isn't it too soon to be moving in with Eriol? You're going to spend your lives together anyway. What's the big rush?"

Sakura was helping with Tomoyo's packing that afternoon, which of course, given all the clothes, was really hard to do. And to think half the wardrobe was left in Sakura's closet.

"I want to move in with him immediately. Besides, I won't have time after the wedding because I've got three shows lined up in Paris after our honeymoon in Italy. And I'm going back to Japan next week for the wedding arrangements. So this is the only time I'm gonna get to do this."

Sakura sighed. "I'm sorry if I can only go there to help you a week before the wedding. I'd bet Sonomi's really excited."

"It's okay. Mom wants to do everything. She just wants me to sit back and rest. I'm a bride, for goodness' sake, not a pregnant wife."

Sakura giggled. "Anyway, you have the design for the wedding gown, right? Can I see it?"

"Of course!" Tomoyo opened her folder and showed it to Sakura. "This was done by a designer friend of mine."

Sakura looked up in confusion. "But didn't you design a wedding gown just weeks ago?"

She turned the page and beamed at Sakura. "Yes, I did. But I won't be wearing this one, Sakura. It's for you."

Sakura dejectedly looked at the beautiful design.

(Too bad, cause I won't be wearing it anytime soon.)

But couldn't bring herself to say that in front of Tomoyo.

OH MY GOD!!!! It's been such a long time since I've updated this fic! Sorry for the long wait. Anyway, I'll need reviews, because I just can't seem to remember what happens next. I know, I'M SORRY!!! But inspiration is at an all time low, besides having to do all my schoolwork and organization work at the same time. Any ideas? Please PLEASEreview! Till next time, ja! ----------- P.S. Oh yeah! Before I forget, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!