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Chapter 4:

CONFESSIONS

A warm sunshine entered Sakura's room. She rolled at her bed several times uncomfortably. Finally, she felt the warm presence of morning and decided to open her eyes. She first saw the ceiling then turned to her alarm clock.

Sakura's POV

Oh, 7 o'clock? I rubbed my eyes then leaned closer to the clock to make sure. 7 o'clock, the clock showed. I t was much too early for me to wake up! I threw the blanket and fixed my bed when I noticed Syaoran on the floor sleeping. I don't know why I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Without me knowing, I blushed hotly. I can still remember what happened last night. I was thrilling from head to toe even now! How sweet he was and he was so romantic! 'You mean so much to me' was echoing in my head. Honestly, Syaoran was the type of guy any girl would fall in love with if you know him better. I love the way he looked, he talked, he smiled and the way he – he – kissed me?

My face turned deeply red. What was I thinking?! I smiled while kneeling down next at him. He was cute even he was sleeping, wearing his usual kind of smile. I ran my finger to his cheeks. I wanted to touch him just to know he was real and I wasn't dreaming.

I finally controlled myself not to look at him. I stood up and headed to the kitchen for just a minute because I almost flew downstairs. A beautiful bright idea came into my mind. I wanted to prepare a breakfast for him and I would watch him eat it at his bed. I opened quickly the fridge and took food to cook for my Syaoran.

Syaoran's POV

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I woke up on an elegant-furnished bed and a wide room having expensive items. Something was heavy and it was resting on my chest. I turned to see what it was. And to my surprise, it's Sakura. She finally awoke as I moved.

"Good morning, dear." She yawned.

"Good morning." I replied. Something was different with this room. This wasn't the room of Sakura, where I slept last night. And why I was sleeping with her on this bed?

Sakura stepped out of bed and said, "Hurry up or else you'll be late for your work –"

"WORK?" I blurted out.

She raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, work. I've prepared the breakfast an hour ago but I still felt sleepy so I decided to take a short nap. Get moving! The kids are waiting for you!"

"KIDS?" I exclaimed, I jumped out of bed due to shock. "When did I start to work and when did we have kids? We're not married, yet." I noticed her laugh.

"You've been dreaming upto now." She chuckled. "For your information, you started to work a year after we graduated college and we're working on the same company." She looked down and raised her eyebrow again.

I looked down confusedly then my eyes widened. Goodness! I was only wearing boxer shorts! I jumped back to bed then covered my body with blanket. What was she saying? I was only eighteen!

"Don't hide from me." Sakura said, "We're married eleven years ago and we have two kids, a boy and a girl – twins."

This can't be. "NOOO!"

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Someone was shaking my shoulders. I was breathing very fast and sweats were falling from my forehead. I opened my eyes and saw Sakura's face in front of me.

"No! You're lying! We're only eighteen!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah we're eighteen. C'mon Syaoran! It's just a dream and you're now awoke." Sakura laughed.

"Dream?" I asked. She nodded.

"I don't have to go to work?" I asked.

"Of course not!" She sat beside me ad wiped my sweats all over my face. "Turn back. I'll wipe your back."

I turned back, "Not married? No kids?"

Sakura's head popped out from my back. "You've been dreaming. You don't have to go to work. And who's the one you married, huh? Dreaming of a girl?"

I quickly refused, "No. It's you I've married and you said we got twins, married for eleven years."

Sakura stood then pulled the blanket. I shouted. But she forcedly pulled it.

"Stop it!" I yelled, "I'm only wearing boxer shorts!"

"Oh, fool!" She laughed and pointed my pants.

I blinked then stared at my feet. How stupid I was! Of course it was a dream! Right now I was wearing a T-shirt and my school pants and socks not boxer shorts. I was red in face in embarrassment. Work, married, kids, full of foolish stuffs.

"Stay there," She ordered, "I have a surprise for you."

"I'm sorry." I said.

"Why?"

"I've been telling those foolish stuffs." I said, "A dream."

"It's kinda funny." She placed her hand on my face. "I am your wife there? Why have you dreamed of it?"

"'Coz I've been thinking you since last night." I didn't mean to tell her that! How disappointing this mouth was! It was a secret!

She turned pink trying to hide her smile." Stay here at this room ok?"

I nodded. She walked out the door. Few minutes passed, she went back. I finished washing my face then I was surprise when she brought a tray with her. I sat on the mattress confusedly while she kneeled down to place the tray on my side. It was composed of American breakfast. Breads, eggs, hotdogs and fresh milk. The meal was good for two with a big bowl of rice.

"You don't have to do this!" I blurted out.

"Bread or rice?" She sat beside me and smiled.

"Rice." I said. I saw her picked a spoon and a fork. She separated the plates form mine to her. I was confused the way she was doing this. Suddenly, Sakura held a spoonful of rice and sliced hotdogs to my mouth.

I opened my mouth to accept it. Then an invisible lightning struck me. I yanked.

"Don't you like it?"

I shook my head. Oh! Sakura was feeding me like a kid. When I was finished, she ate her own. We finished our breakfast together. I was ashamed of Sakura. She was showing kindness to me but I couldn't show her mine. I thought of things making her happy. Darn. Everything makes her happy. Romantic things... too silly. But...no! Hey, I was even thrilled the way she held my hand. I could only give her my kiss. Kiss? Kiss? Kiss?

"Any problem?" Sakura stared unblinkingly at me. "You're red in face."

I shook my head then sighed. There's no point kissing her everytime I wanted to. We don't have a relationship. I noticed her stood and leaned by the window.

"Today's Saturday." She remarked.

"Yeah."

"I wanted to go to a flower farm." She smiled. "I heard there's one famous flower far, about 3 hours bus ride form here. I really wanted to go there now." She walked towards the cabinet.

Flower farm? Nah, boring. "We can go there right now."

"You won't like there." Sakura opened her cabinet and started choosing clothed, "Few boys like flowers and for you, it'll be pretty boring. I'll go myself."

Here we go again. Does she think I don't really care for her? Sometimes I thought she only want to test my patience for her stubborn attitude. "I won't allow you, then."

She raised an eyebrow, "And why?"

I walked towards her and told her face to face, "Because your dad told me to look for you."

She stared at me with disappointed, "Only that?"

I can't stand the way she acts stubbornly even though she knew I cared for her. I held her hand then rub it with my thumb. "I care for you Sakura. You can't go out of this house alone without me. If you'll go, I'll go."

"Ok." She kissed my cheek, which turned into crimson. "Thanks Syaoran. We can pass by your house for you to change your clothes."

"I'll wait for you downstairs and then we'll walk towards my apartment." I opened the door and went out.

I closed the door and sighed. As I walked down the stairs, I was rubbing my fingers at my cheek where she kissed me. I didn't notice myself to smile a little then I already reached the dining room and headed the living room. My polo shirt caught my attention neatly folded in the sofa. I reached out for it and sat. Whew. Sakura...Sakura...my love. She only wanted to amuse herself. I looked up the ceiling.

Warm sunny day like this was time for me to take a bath after I woke up, but unfortunately, this wasn't my apartment. I was starting to feel sleepy. Why do girls take ages to dress up? Oh, I forgot. She has to take a bath and everything. I looked up the clock, it was ten past eight. Too early for my weekend get-ups. My eyelids began to drop...

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"Syaoran..."

I opened my eyes and saw Sakura's face in front of me. I sat straight then rubbed my eyes. "What took you so long?" Wow. She looked good.

"Why?" She was pulling me to stand but I don't like to. "You know that I took a bath, brush my teeth, dress up, fix my hair, choose my shoes – "

"Enough." I stood up and stretched my hands. "Do you need almost an hour to do that? It's already 8:50!"

She started to sniff and her eyes began to water. "I only wanted to look good...don't you like what I wear?" She was wearing a pair of denim pants and a white shirt with a flower printed in its center, for her shoes, she's wearing a pair of white sneakers.

I started to feel guilty. I didn't mean to hurt her feelings. I wrapped my arms around her, "You're the most beautiful girl by this moment. Let's walk home."

"Ok." Sakura wiped her tears.

We locked the door and walked down the street. Only two streets from her house, was my apartment. We finally reached it and I opened the door.

Sakura's POV

"Wow, Syaoran!" I exclaimed, "Everything is in order!"

Syaoran smiled at em and we entered the house. It was small but neat. He headed to the bathroom immediately. The room was twice as big as mine and there was no divider except for the bathroom. There was a big window beside his bed where two people can sleep, a television at the foot of the bed, a cabinet and mirror at the opposite of the window and a small table good for two. I can hear waters running from the shower from the bathroom at the left of the television. I sat at the bed and waited for him. A while ago he said I almost took an hour to dress up. Now, I'll watch how fast he can make it.

Suddenly, the bathroom door burst open. Syaoran stepped out of it wearing a towel on his waist and water droplets dropping from his untidy brown hair. I shrieked then turned back quickly. How embarrassing I was! He might think I was being nosy.

"Goodness, Sakura!" Syaoran shouted at me, "What are you doing here?! Cover your eyes!"

I did what he said and faced him. "And where else should I go?" I asked.

"Didn't you try to peek by that window? There's a small door there leading to the balcony." He said in a matter of fact way.

I stood and uncovered my eyes. I saw him standing a meter from me, hands on his waist with towel encircled on it. My face turned hot red.

"Don't look at me like that." He smirked, "You really want to peek in my bathroom while I was taking a bath. It's not successful but now you already saw my body."

Ha! As if! "Silly little boy!" I ran my eyes from his head to toe and bit my bottom lip. "Do you think I'll do that? No way!" I threw my head into the air then opened the small door and walked out of the room.

I opened and slammed the door behind me. I hate him this very minute! He was making fun of me and I know he didn't mean to forget to tell me to go here in the balcony. I hate myself! How embarrassing!

I leaned with my hands on the wall. Syaoran was laughing inside the room and I bet he'll never forget this day. I gritted my teeth. I almost cried hardly from that.

"Shut up!" I shouted.

"Hey! I'm not talking!" He yelled back, "I'm laughing!"

"You're not talking but you're mind is talking a whole lot!" I cried. "Bad for me to start this day!"

"What? I can't hear you!" He laughed. I don't believe him. He's pretending to be deaf. "Anyway, you can now enter the room. I'm finished."

I walked in of the room, frowning. I caught a pillow and threw it on his face. "I said, bad for me to start this day! I don't want to go to the flower farm. Goodbye."

"I went straight to the door leading to the road angrily. But he hurriedly pulled my hand making me step backwards.

Syaoran, who was wearing a green shirt and denim pants, held my hand tightly, "No. We'll go."

I pulled my hand and walked away from the door. If I can't escape through the main door, I'll try the small door at the balcony. "Don't try to touch me. I'm not in the mood to go and see flowers anymore, I won't enjoy myself. You ruined my day and you can't make it up. I'll go home and leave you here."

I almost ran towards the small door but he pulled my hand again the cornered me in the wall. I was in his front with his hands glued on the wall staring at me with those innocent eyes.

"Sakura," Syaoran started, "don't you really understadn what I feel for you?"

"I do understand but..." I trailed off.

Syaoran leaned closer to me. His body close to mine. "But what? I can't pretend not to care! You're special and I told you that!"

"But why?" My lips trembled.

"Because..." He looked down then back to my eyes again, "I can't stop myself loving you. Sakura, I love you."

That's it! He said it! Yahoo! I wanted to go to a place, where he can't see me and jump for joy. But I can't. I can't escape from the way he cornered me, the way he slammed his hands on the wall and the way he looked at me. I simply smiled.

He grabbed my waist slowly then leaned much closer. Finally, our lips touched each other again. My frozen heart was defrosting now due to much tease he gave me a while ago. I don't know how he was doing his kiss but I really liked it. I encircled my arms around his neck. I think our kiss lasted for a minute or so then he released me.

"Do you forgive me?" He asked.

I stared at him for a moment. I wanted to say 'yes' but happiness was breaking inside of me. My knees shook hardly and then I found myself kneeling on the floor.

Syaoran kneeled too, "Why?"

I looked up. "Oh Syaoran... you kissed me two days in a row. And with that, I forgive you. Be thankful, I love your kiss."

"Really you love it?" He blurted out. "I thought you hate it."

I hugged him because I don't want him to see my red face, "Yeah. Don't do that again, will you?"

He hugged me back, "Why not?"

"Because you're not my boyfriend." I said flatly. "And there's no reason to kiss me, though I like it." I sat on the floor.

He sat too and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Sakura, please tell me the truth about what you felt about me.... I can't predict your feelings!"

I opened my mouth to say that I was in love with him too but no words came out. Why I can't say it?

"Sakura please..."

"I...I..." I started, my mouth opened and closed a few times. "I...I...don't know."

Silence filled the room. We were staring on each other's eyes. Finally, he laughed.

"You're only joking." He laughed.

"No, Syaoran." I replied.

He stopped. "Then what do you mean that you don't know?"

"Because it's the truth." I said.

"TRUTH?" He remarked, "What game are you playing at me then? I thought you loved me years ago – "

I cut him off. "- yeah, I have loved you! But it's been years ago. Now you're back and I thought at first I was still in love with you."

Syaran stood up. "Don't you love me 'now'?"

I stood too. "I don't know Syaoran."

He grew impatient. I saw him turn back and punched the bathroom door. The door swung a few times then stopped. I was horrified on what he did. I can't believe he can be violent.

Syaoran faced me again with tears of anger in his eyes. "Fine. You don't love me, you hate me." His fist was bleeding.

"I don't hate you but I don't love you either." I whispered.

He walked towards the bed and sat there. I followed him and sat by his side but I didn't dare to touch him. He was very disappointed, he might hurt me.

"So what do you call the things that has happened between us?" He exclaimed, "At the first day of class, you told me you felt the same way. You've been kind to me since that day. I fought for you form Ken and Xiale. Last night, you told me I shouldn't have to feel alone anymore and my smile makes your heart jump. You held my hand comfortably. We've been kissing each other and now you're telling me you don't know?" He paused, "How about those memories we shared when we're in grade school? How many times did I attempt to tell you my feelings? How many times you made me smile? How many times I saved you? What do you call those thing you do with me?"

"Syaoran..." I hushed him. What can I do if I feel that way? I was confused with my feelings. I was not sure about it yet.

"Tell me! What do you call those?!" He yelled, "Flirting?!"

SMACK.

Goodness! What did I do? I slapped him! "Do you think I was flirting?!" I bellowed. "You're wrong."

He didn't answer. He grabbed a handkerchief from the drawer then wrapped it into his bleeding right fist.

My Syaoran will feel lonely and alone again from now on. I did break his heart and it's too much. I won't be shocked if he'll leave Japan for Hongkong tomorrow. He stood up then opened the cabinet. There were only a few shirts and most of them are school uniforms. He pulled out a luggage then popped it open. He threw the shirts inside, where there were full of folded shirts, shorts, pants, etc.

I won't be shocked if he'll leave tomorrow... but what do this mean? I was shocked when I realized he's leaving...right now! "What are you planning?"

"I only came back to Japan for you but you've broken my heart." He stated, "MY mother didn't force me to go here. She wanted me to stay there, so now, I decided to go back. I'll get the flight for Hongkong leaving this evening. Goodbye."

What? Was he serious? I watched him packed his things thinking hard. He can get the flight anytime he wanted because he's rich. No. I won't have chance to see him again it that happens. I won't have the chance to think over my feelings for him. I won't have the chance to tell him that I loved him. Wait. I should tell that now before it's too late! Wait again. I loved him by 80 percent but I was having second thoughts by 20 percent. What should I do?

"I love you, Syaoran." I muttered as I found myself hugging his waist from his back. "I'm 80 percent sure about my feeling that's why I told you I don't know. Please don't leave. I can't let you step out of my life. Don't give up, now that you're near a hundred percent."

He faced me then hugged me tightly. "Is that why you're confused?" I nodded. "I'll behave more to get your other 20 percent."

I pulled myself away from him. "You won't leave anymore?"

"As long as you love me." He smiled then wiped his tears by the back of his left hand. "I'm sorry I shouted at you."

"I won't forgive myself after I slapped you but I'll forgive you." I pressed my lips into his for a few seconds.

After that, we stared at each other's smiling eyes. It has been a long morning for us. We fought off, shouted, confessed then kissed. After all that has happened, he's still not my boyfriend...sigh...

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