LiLAznDevil: I am soooooo sorry for my late (very late) update! I haven't
updated for a long time due to the crash of my damn computer... I was really
upset since I lost everything... Another thing is that nobody in my
neighborhood had a computer (well, nobody that I knew.. I can't just go up
to a stranger and ask if I could use their computer... kinda weird...) and all
my friends live miles away... So I'm very glad that I finally have been able
to update my stories thanks to a friend of mine who loaned me her laptop.
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Chapter 12
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"Syaoran Li," replied Syaoran, after he recovered from the fright he received from Sakura's father.
"You..." growled Fujitaka. He turned sharply to his daughter. "What did I tell you about staying away from him!?"
"But Father I," said Sakura about to explain everything.
"No buts!" roared her father. He grabbed Sakura and pulled her inside the house.
Syaoran was about to protest but the door slammed shut in his face. "Damn..."
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"You disobeyed me!" yelled Fujitaka glaring at Sakura.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to explain to her father about what happened.
"I don't want to hear it!"
"Mr. Kinomoto," a voice called from the stairs.
Sakura looked up to see Syaoran walking down the stairs toward them.
"What are you doing in my house? How did you get in here?" questioned her father, furious.
"I want to talk to you concerning your daughter's safety," answered Syaoran, coolly.
Sakura's eyes widened.
"I want you out of here!" Fujitaka roared.
"Please keep your volume down. You're embarrassing yourself," said Syaoran, keeping his eye contact with Sakura's father.
Fujitaka reddened. "How dare you talk to me that way!"
"I'm trying to talk to you in a casual manner but instead you prefer to yell and try to break my eardrum," said Syaoran with a sigh.
"Fine, what is it about my daughter?" asked Fujitaka lowering his voice.
"The man that Sakura was with earlier this evening sexually harassed her and luckily I was there to save her from further trauma," explained Syaoran.
Sakura saw the color drain out of her father's face. "Kyle s-sexually harassed you...?" he asked, looking at her with shock, terror, and anguish.
"Y-yes father," stuttered Sakura, looking down.
Fujitaka gained his composure and looked back at Syaoran. "I deeply apologize to you, Mr. Li and I want to thank you for what you had done for my daughter," he said putting his hand out to shake hands with Syaoran.
Syaoran shook his hand and nodded. "I care for your daughter and I would do anything to prevent harm to her," he said and he turned to Sakura with a twinkle in his eye.
Sakura beamed.
Her father turned her. "I'm sorry Sakura. I'm going to make sure Kyle gets what he deserves," he said furrowing his brows.
"There's no need for that. Syaoran already put him in place," she said.
Fujitaka's eyes widened. He turned to Syaoran who was smirking. "Is there anything I could do for you for helping my daughter?" he asked.
Syaoran's smirk faded and he looked serious at Sakura's father. "Actually there is something you could do for me.. and for Sakura."
Fujitaka motioned for him to go on.
"I would like to be permitted to see your daughter," he finished.
Sakura looked up at her father with hope.
Fujitaka looked from Sakura to Syaoran. "Only if it will make my daughter happy," he said finally.
Sakura smiled and jumped up to her father and kissed him on both cheeks. "Thank you, father!" she squealed. She turned to Syaoran and smiled.
Syaoran grinned. "Thank you Mr. Kinomoto. I promise you that I will keep your daughter safe at all costs."
Fujitaka nodded. "I trust that you will."
"I must go now. Thank you for your time and it was grand meeting you sir," said Syaoran.
Fujitaka nodded once more.
"Father, may I say good night to Syaoran?" asked Sakura, begging with her big emerald eyes.
Her father couldn't resist. "Yes, go on."
Sakura smiled and followed Syaoran out the door.
"It was quite a shock to see you walking down the stairs... How did you manage to get into my home?" asked Sakura, looking at Syaoran with curiosity.
"Well, it was quite simple. I climbed the big cherry blossom tree outside your room," said Syaoran with a smirk.
Sakura laughed. "And how you spoke so courteous! It surprised me."
"Yes, well, I'm a well-rounded kind of guy."
She giggled and hugged him. "You're so great..." she murmured into his chest.
"Yeah, but I'm not as great as you."
"We're talking about different kinds of great. I don't know why you think I'm great but I think you're great because you talked to my father like no one has ever done before! You pretty much stood up to him."
"Aww... Now I feel so special!" said Syaoran, smirking.
Sakura playfully hit him.
Syaoran leaned down and whispered, "Do you know why I think you're great?"
Sakura looked up at him. "Why?"
"Because you changed me. You changed the way I think, what I do, how I act, how I feel... And especially how I feel about you. No one has ever changed me like you had..."
"Really..?"
"Yeah.."
"Aww... Now I feel so special!" mocked Sakura.
"You're ruining the moment!" whispered Syaoran, smiling. "Well, I better go.. Your father is looking out the window..."
"What?!" exclaimed Sakura, turning around to look.
Syaoran chuckled. "Just kidding."
Sakura glared at him.
"I'll see you later, Sakura," said Syaoran giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"You too, Syaoran..." said Sakura, watching at he walked to his car.
When he left, she went into the house to find her father.
"Father, what do you think of Syaoran?" she asked when she found him in his office.
Her father looked up at her. "I don't know him very well but what I can make out of him is that he cares for you deeply and he's a nice young man."
Sakura frowned and knew that something was wrong. "Father, tell me. What is it?"
Her father sighed and took off his reading glasses. "Honey, he's not right for you. You need a man who can run a business or possibly take over my business. Mr. Li doesn't have the requirements needed to fulfill the duties of business."
Sakura cried out. "Father! He could do it! Or I could do it! Please Father!"
Fujitaka shook his head. "I gave you two permission to see each other but marriage between you two is unacceptable. This conversation is over."
Sakura, tears filling her eyes, ran up to her room to cry.
She laid on her bed thinking of all the fun times she had with Syaoran. She hadn't known him long but she had this feeling deep inside her heart that she knew it would last.
And she remembered what he told her. She changed him. And all the times she needed help? He was always there. It was like fate brought them together somehow. But will fate tear them apart?
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Sakura's father allowed her to go back to public school and there she told Syaoran about what her father said about him. Shockingly to her, he understood.
"I'm not exactly rich or anything. And I'm not well-dressed in like tuxedos or whatever. And I don't get good grades because I didn't like school and I didn't care," said Syaoran who came to school early today.
"Hey, that's all past tense Syaoran," said Sakura.
"Yeah, because they are past tense."
"So does that mean...?"
"Didn't you not notice me coming to school early today?" asked Syaoran raising his eyebrows. "I came early to school for you!"
Sakura smiled. "That's right! And are you caring about school?"
"Not as much as I care about you."
"But how are you going to catch up? You either don't come to school or you don't pay attention in class."
Syaoran grinned. "That's what many think, dear."
Sakura looked at him confused. "What?"
"You'll see in class," he said as he took his seat next to hers in the front row.
The bell rang and Tomoyo walked in shocked. "So you're going to sit in the front row now?"
"Anything to be with Sakura," replied Syaoran.
Tomoyo giggled and leaned towards Sakura to whisper, "Man, what did you do to him? Did you cast a spell on him?"
Sakura just smiled at her.
Just then the teacher walked in and almost jumped from seeing Syaoran sitting in the front row and on time. "My, my Mr. Li. I'm glad to see that you're eager to learn."
Syaoran smirked. "There's a lot that I already know and a lot I'm keen to learn."
During the class, whenever the teacher asked a question, Syaoran raised his hand and got every answer correct which surprised everybody.
Tomoyo leaned over Sakura and asked Syaoran, "Did you swallow the textbook or something?"
Syaoran laughed. "I wish I could then I would make a record of swallowing the biggest item mustered."
When class was over, Sakura was curious. "How did you know every answer? I have been paying attention and all and I couldn't come up with the answer!"
"Ah, I'm not as stupid as you think."
"I didn't think you were stupid. I thought you were lazy and stuff but you're like a genius!"
"Not really. I just know a lot of stuff."
"Yeah, I see."
Syaoran checked his watch. "Sakura, I have to go. But I'll see you later." He kissed her and walked away before Sakura could ask him where he was going.
"I wonder where he's going..." she mumbled but ambled on to her next class.
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It was lunch when Sakura finally saw Syaoran again. "Hey, where did you go?" she asked and took a seat next to him.
He was writing something on a paper. "I went to the office," he replied.
"For...?" she questioned, curiously.
"My, my, isn't somebody Curious George," he laughed and looked at her with a big smile.
"Well, I just wanted to know what's up...." She said glancing at his paper.
"Okay, well, I asked if I could pull out of some of my classes that I didn't need so I could take up some different courses," he said.
"What other courses?" she asked.
He smirked. "Business."
"Ooh so you really think...?"
"We'll see."
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"Hey Sakura!" greeted Tomoyo.
Sakura noticed that Tomoyo looked extremely. "Hey, did something good happen?" she asked.
"Uh, hellooo? The senior ball is coming up!" she squealed, jumping up and down.
"Really?"
"Yeah! Next Saturday!"
"Did you ask Eriol to go to the dance with you?"
"Yeah, and he's going!!!!"
Sakura cringed and covered her ears. "Geeze, Tomo. You don't have to squeal that loud."
"Sorry," apologized Tomoyo, lowering her voice. She leaned toward Sakura. "Did Syaoran ask you yet?"
"No, not yet. But hey, we still have a week and a half and he's been busy taking these business courses and actually applying for college," said Sakura, proudly.
"Wow, Syaoran, a smarty pants. I don't think I'll ever get that to sink into my head," said Tomoyo thinking.
"It is different. Seeing that he was the bad boy here..."
"You think? It's like the newest and most talked about gossip! It's huge!" exclaimed Tomoyo, eyes big.
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"Dude, I can't believe you're doing your homework..." said Ryu, sitting next to Syaoran.
"What got into you? You don't smell like smoke anymore," added in Jon. He reached forward and touched Syaoran's chin. "And hey, you've been shaving."
Syaoran chuckled. "I always had shaved but I guess I do it more frequently now."
"Are you like ditching us or something?" asked Ryu.
"No, just doing something useful for a change," replied Syaoran.
"And you think doing homework is useful?" questioned Jon with raised eyebrows.
"It'll get me out of high school with a diploma and a job," said Syaoran, going back to his work.
"You used to be the best pick-pocketer and stealer in this town!" said Ryu. "What did Sakura do to you?"
Syaoran glared at him. "I am still the best pick-pocketer and stealer and if you say anything about Sakura again, I'll cut off your tongue," he warned.
Ryu held his hands up in surrender. "Sorry."
Jon thought and grinned. "So you say you're still the best there is?" he asked.
Syaoran slowly looked up from his paper. "Yeah, do I have to make myself any clearer?"
Jon smirked. "Why don't you prove it, Mr. Li?"
"Name the place and item," said Syaoran, leaning back into his chair.
"Kinomoto's mansion. Her father's Rolex."
Syaoran's eyes widened. "You don't expect me to steal from my girlfriend's father do you?"
"Hey, if you won't, then I guess you're not the best stealer there is here," said Jon, getting up to walk away.
"Wait," said Syaoran, thinking. "How long do I keep the watch?"
Jon smirked and sat back down. "Just until you show it to me and Ryu, then you can put it back. I'll give you 100 just to keep you hanging there."
Ryu looked worriedly at Syaoran. "Dude, don't do it," he whispered.
"Shut up," growled Syaoran. He turned to Jon. "All right, I'll do it."
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LiLAznDevil: Gosh, I hate Jon... But well, he's an ass in this story.... Everything's going well, and waddaya know? Sorry for such a sucky chapter... I'm such a bad writer! ( I'll try update as soon as I can!!!
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Chapter 12
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"Syaoran Li," replied Syaoran, after he recovered from the fright he received from Sakura's father.
"You..." growled Fujitaka. He turned sharply to his daughter. "What did I tell you about staying away from him!?"
"But Father I," said Sakura about to explain everything.
"No buts!" roared her father. He grabbed Sakura and pulled her inside the house.
Syaoran was about to protest but the door slammed shut in his face. "Damn..."
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"You disobeyed me!" yelled Fujitaka glaring at Sakura.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to explain to her father about what happened.
"I don't want to hear it!"
"Mr. Kinomoto," a voice called from the stairs.
Sakura looked up to see Syaoran walking down the stairs toward them.
"What are you doing in my house? How did you get in here?" questioned her father, furious.
"I want to talk to you concerning your daughter's safety," answered Syaoran, coolly.
Sakura's eyes widened.
"I want you out of here!" Fujitaka roared.
"Please keep your volume down. You're embarrassing yourself," said Syaoran, keeping his eye contact with Sakura's father.
Fujitaka reddened. "How dare you talk to me that way!"
"I'm trying to talk to you in a casual manner but instead you prefer to yell and try to break my eardrum," said Syaoran with a sigh.
"Fine, what is it about my daughter?" asked Fujitaka lowering his voice.
"The man that Sakura was with earlier this evening sexually harassed her and luckily I was there to save her from further trauma," explained Syaoran.
Sakura saw the color drain out of her father's face. "Kyle s-sexually harassed you...?" he asked, looking at her with shock, terror, and anguish.
"Y-yes father," stuttered Sakura, looking down.
Fujitaka gained his composure and looked back at Syaoran. "I deeply apologize to you, Mr. Li and I want to thank you for what you had done for my daughter," he said putting his hand out to shake hands with Syaoran.
Syaoran shook his hand and nodded. "I care for your daughter and I would do anything to prevent harm to her," he said and he turned to Sakura with a twinkle in his eye.
Sakura beamed.
Her father turned her. "I'm sorry Sakura. I'm going to make sure Kyle gets what he deserves," he said furrowing his brows.
"There's no need for that. Syaoran already put him in place," she said.
Fujitaka's eyes widened. He turned to Syaoran who was smirking. "Is there anything I could do for you for helping my daughter?" he asked.
Syaoran's smirk faded and he looked serious at Sakura's father. "Actually there is something you could do for me.. and for Sakura."
Fujitaka motioned for him to go on.
"I would like to be permitted to see your daughter," he finished.
Sakura looked up at her father with hope.
Fujitaka looked from Sakura to Syaoran. "Only if it will make my daughter happy," he said finally.
Sakura smiled and jumped up to her father and kissed him on both cheeks. "Thank you, father!" she squealed. She turned to Syaoran and smiled.
Syaoran grinned. "Thank you Mr. Kinomoto. I promise you that I will keep your daughter safe at all costs."
Fujitaka nodded. "I trust that you will."
"I must go now. Thank you for your time and it was grand meeting you sir," said Syaoran.
Fujitaka nodded once more.
"Father, may I say good night to Syaoran?" asked Sakura, begging with her big emerald eyes.
Her father couldn't resist. "Yes, go on."
Sakura smiled and followed Syaoran out the door.
"It was quite a shock to see you walking down the stairs... How did you manage to get into my home?" asked Sakura, looking at Syaoran with curiosity.
"Well, it was quite simple. I climbed the big cherry blossom tree outside your room," said Syaoran with a smirk.
Sakura laughed. "And how you spoke so courteous! It surprised me."
"Yes, well, I'm a well-rounded kind of guy."
She giggled and hugged him. "You're so great..." she murmured into his chest.
"Yeah, but I'm not as great as you."
"We're talking about different kinds of great. I don't know why you think I'm great but I think you're great because you talked to my father like no one has ever done before! You pretty much stood up to him."
"Aww... Now I feel so special!" said Syaoran, smirking.
Sakura playfully hit him.
Syaoran leaned down and whispered, "Do you know why I think you're great?"
Sakura looked up at him. "Why?"
"Because you changed me. You changed the way I think, what I do, how I act, how I feel... And especially how I feel about you. No one has ever changed me like you had..."
"Really..?"
"Yeah.."
"Aww... Now I feel so special!" mocked Sakura.
"You're ruining the moment!" whispered Syaoran, smiling. "Well, I better go.. Your father is looking out the window..."
"What?!" exclaimed Sakura, turning around to look.
Syaoran chuckled. "Just kidding."
Sakura glared at him.
"I'll see you later, Sakura," said Syaoran giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"You too, Syaoran..." said Sakura, watching at he walked to his car.
When he left, she went into the house to find her father.
"Father, what do you think of Syaoran?" she asked when she found him in his office.
Her father looked up at her. "I don't know him very well but what I can make out of him is that he cares for you deeply and he's a nice young man."
Sakura frowned and knew that something was wrong. "Father, tell me. What is it?"
Her father sighed and took off his reading glasses. "Honey, he's not right for you. You need a man who can run a business or possibly take over my business. Mr. Li doesn't have the requirements needed to fulfill the duties of business."
Sakura cried out. "Father! He could do it! Or I could do it! Please Father!"
Fujitaka shook his head. "I gave you two permission to see each other but marriage between you two is unacceptable. This conversation is over."
Sakura, tears filling her eyes, ran up to her room to cry.
She laid on her bed thinking of all the fun times she had with Syaoran. She hadn't known him long but she had this feeling deep inside her heart that she knew it would last.
And she remembered what he told her. She changed him. And all the times she needed help? He was always there. It was like fate brought them together somehow. But will fate tear them apart?
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Sakura's father allowed her to go back to public school and there she told Syaoran about what her father said about him. Shockingly to her, he understood.
"I'm not exactly rich or anything. And I'm not well-dressed in like tuxedos or whatever. And I don't get good grades because I didn't like school and I didn't care," said Syaoran who came to school early today.
"Hey, that's all past tense Syaoran," said Sakura.
"Yeah, because they are past tense."
"So does that mean...?"
"Didn't you not notice me coming to school early today?" asked Syaoran raising his eyebrows. "I came early to school for you!"
Sakura smiled. "That's right! And are you caring about school?"
"Not as much as I care about you."
"But how are you going to catch up? You either don't come to school or you don't pay attention in class."
Syaoran grinned. "That's what many think, dear."
Sakura looked at him confused. "What?"
"You'll see in class," he said as he took his seat next to hers in the front row.
The bell rang and Tomoyo walked in shocked. "So you're going to sit in the front row now?"
"Anything to be with Sakura," replied Syaoran.
Tomoyo giggled and leaned towards Sakura to whisper, "Man, what did you do to him? Did you cast a spell on him?"
Sakura just smiled at her.
Just then the teacher walked in and almost jumped from seeing Syaoran sitting in the front row and on time. "My, my Mr. Li. I'm glad to see that you're eager to learn."
Syaoran smirked. "There's a lot that I already know and a lot I'm keen to learn."
During the class, whenever the teacher asked a question, Syaoran raised his hand and got every answer correct which surprised everybody.
Tomoyo leaned over Sakura and asked Syaoran, "Did you swallow the textbook or something?"
Syaoran laughed. "I wish I could then I would make a record of swallowing the biggest item mustered."
When class was over, Sakura was curious. "How did you know every answer? I have been paying attention and all and I couldn't come up with the answer!"
"Ah, I'm not as stupid as you think."
"I didn't think you were stupid. I thought you were lazy and stuff but you're like a genius!"
"Not really. I just know a lot of stuff."
"Yeah, I see."
Syaoran checked his watch. "Sakura, I have to go. But I'll see you later." He kissed her and walked away before Sakura could ask him where he was going.
"I wonder where he's going..." she mumbled but ambled on to her next class.
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It was lunch when Sakura finally saw Syaoran again. "Hey, where did you go?" she asked and took a seat next to him.
He was writing something on a paper. "I went to the office," he replied.
"For...?" she questioned, curiously.
"My, my, isn't somebody Curious George," he laughed and looked at her with a big smile.
"Well, I just wanted to know what's up...." She said glancing at his paper.
"Okay, well, I asked if I could pull out of some of my classes that I didn't need so I could take up some different courses," he said.
"What other courses?" she asked.
He smirked. "Business."
"Ooh so you really think...?"
"We'll see."
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"Hey Sakura!" greeted Tomoyo.
Sakura noticed that Tomoyo looked extremely. "Hey, did something good happen?" she asked.
"Uh, hellooo? The senior ball is coming up!" she squealed, jumping up and down.
"Really?"
"Yeah! Next Saturday!"
"Did you ask Eriol to go to the dance with you?"
"Yeah, and he's going!!!!"
Sakura cringed and covered her ears. "Geeze, Tomo. You don't have to squeal that loud."
"Sorry," apologized Tomoyo, lowering her voice. She leaned toward Sakura. "Did Syaoran ask you yet?"
"No, not yet. But hey, we still have a week and a half and he's been busy taking these business courses and actually applying for college," said Sakura, proudly.
"Wow, Syaoran, a smarty pants. I don't think I'll ever get that to sink into my head," said Tomoyo thinking.
"It is different. Seeing that he was the bad boy here..."
"You think? It's like the newest and most talked about gossip! It's huge!" exclaimed Tomoyo, eyes big.
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"Dude, I can't believe you're doing your homework..." said Ryu, sitting next to Syaoran.
"What got into you? You don't smell like smoke anymore," added in Jon. He reached forward and touched Syaoran's chin. "And hey, you've been shaving."
Syaoran chuckled. "I always had shaved but I guess I do it more frequently now."
"Are you like ditching us or something?" asked Ryu.
"No, just doing something useful for a change," replied Syaoran.
"And you think doing homework is useful?" questioned Jon with raised eyebrows.
"It'll get me out of high school with a diploma and a job," said Syaoran, going back to his work.
"You used to be the best pick-pocketer and stealer in this town!" said Ryu. "What did Sakura do to you?"
Syaoran glared at him. "I am still the best pick-pocketer and stealer and if you say anything about Sakura again, I'll cut off your tongue," he warned.
Ryu held his hands up in surrender. "Sorry."
Jon thought and grinned. "So you say you're still the best there is?" he asked.
Syaoran slowly looked up from his paper. "Yeah, do I have to make myself any clearer?"
Jon smirked. "Why don't you prove it, Mr. Li?"
"Name the place and item," said Syaoran, leaning back into his chair.
"Kinomoto's mansion. Her father's Rolex."
Syaoran's eyes widened. "You don't expect me to steal from my girlfriend's father do you?"
"Hey, if you won't, then I guess you're not the best stealer there is here," said Jon, getting up to walk away.
"Wait," said Syaoran, thinking. "How long do I keep the watch?"
Jon smirked and sat back down. "Just until you show it to me and Ryu, then you can put it back. I'll give you 100 just to keep you hanging there."
Ryu looked worriedly at Syaoran. "Dude, don't do it," he whispered.
"Shut up," growled Syaoran. He turned to Jon. "All right, I'll do it."
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LiLAznDevil: Gosh, I hate Jon... But well, he's an ass in this story.... Everything's going well, and waddaya know? Sorry for such a sucky chapter... I'm such a bad writer! ( I'll try update as soon as I can!!!