Gomen yo! I have been a little busy, and dealing with a little writer's block. Originally I intended to post a chapter a day, and I did until I was gone for a weekend ( And now I'm totally off. I'm going to try getting busy with it again though! Please send me ideas if you think of anything good!

I know this may not be enough to make up for my absence buuuuut…I hope you guys are satisfied :P

Chapter 5:  A Short Evening

"What the hell are you doing?! You damned pervert!"

Li's eyes widened a little, stunned at her action and her words. "I was only going to give you a good time…"

"You're full of it. Take me back to the hotel," she pleaded, looking up at him with a hurt expression he couldn't turn down, "Please?"

Li sighed. He shouldn't have done that to her. The look on her face told him that. His breathing deepened and he took her hand. "Sakura, I'm sorry. If you give me another chance, I promise I won't do it again." He felt that he meant it, too.

"Do you mean it?" Could she trust him? She wanted to, but she didn't know him well enough to judge his ability to keep his word. When she looked into his amber eyes she knew though. He proved her thoughts to her.

"I do. I'm sure you don't' believe me, but I want you to," his voice trailed off.

She nodded towards him and squeezed his hand. Why was she trusting him so easily? Her father and Tomoyo used to tell her all the time that she was too trusting. Maybe they were right, but she had already given her trust to Syaoran.

"Thank you," he replied to her silent gesture, "for trusting me. Do you think… Would you want to go to a movie with me now? Or something else?" His eyes searched hers, finding his reflection in them. He noticed a change in them, something different from when they first met.

"No thank you. I really need to get going. I'm sorry."

"No, that's fine," he squeezed her hand and walked her to her side of the car, opening the door. She let go of his hand and sat, the door shutting.

The car ride home was quiet, almost too quiet. When they reached the hotel they said their good-bye's and Sakura left as Syaoran watched her make her way into the building.

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"Tomoyo-chan? Are you back yet?"

Silence was the only response. Sakura sighed, pulling off her clothes. She thought there was a hot spring downstairs, but if not there was always a Jacuzzi in the spa area. She put on a light blue robe, grabbed a towel and slipped on a pair of soft slippers on her way out of the door.

She felt lucky when she found that there was a hot spring, thinking 'No wonder Daidouji got us a room here.' She went into the changing room, tied a towel on and put her things in a locker. When she went outside she found a rack full of shampoos, conditioners, and body washes with a variety of scents and other properties. 'This must be a five star resort. She really goes all out I guess,' she thought.

Sakura chose some peach and cherry scented wash, then slowly dipped into the steaming water. For the next half hour she soaked, relaxed and cleaned until she felt herself falling asleep. She only noticed the falling asleep part after another woman joined her in the bath. She looked like a foreigner. She seemed a bit perplexed but smiled at Sakura, saying "Hello" in English.

Sakura recognized the English—another language she was well taught in. the other woman then had her hand to her mouth, and apologized in Cantonese. She had forgotten for a moment which to speak.

"No, no," Sakura began speaking in English. "It's alright. Where are you from? You have a lovely accent."

The girl blushed. "I'm from the States. You speak very good English! I'm impressed."

Their conversation carried on like that for another 10 minutes before Sakura decided to leave. Interesting though. The woman was there to see Li Meiling's show the next day. Perhaps she was another designer? They didn't get that far into the conversation, so Sakura wasn't sure if she would ever know.

A friendly face greeted Sakura when she was in the room. A happy face that started to scare Kinomoto. Before Sakura could open her mouth, Daidouji was babbling about her wonderful evening with the most beautiful, astonishing woman she had ever met. They talked about all sorts of things and apparently got along very well. Tomoyo even scored Sakura a place in the modeling without a tryout. As Kinomoto listened, her finger shot up to her friend's mouth.

"Gomen, Tomoyo-chan, but do you know any Americans that are coming?"

"Gaijin? Iie," she shook her head. The brunette sighed and try continued to talk of their evenings, ending with an angry Tomoyo for Sakura's actions with Syaoran.

In the morning, Sakura woke up to an empty room. She also woke up to a clock that read 11:30 am, way too late to take advantage of the entire day and way too many hours past her usual wake-up time. Where was Tomoyo-chan? She wouldn't have gone out shopping without her, would she?

Kinomoto walked to the room's "kitchen" and found a note in purple ink—Daidouji's trademark.

Sorry I'm not here, but I know you'll wake up for lunch. I'm getting ingredients for it.

See ya later! Love, Tomoyo

Sakura smiled and poured herself some water, sipping it down as though she were about to die of thirst. Daidouji-chan was so sweet and always thought for the benefit of Sakura.

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Lunch for the two was delicious. They had Phở and some rice. A simple meal, but very good.

"Aneue, wanna hit the shops? It's surprising how rice a day it is. We just need to find the right shopping area with all the cute clothes and stuff," Sakura looked at her a little shocked. "Sakura you're looking at me like you don't have room for them…" her voice trailed off as Kinomoto's head went down blushing. "Oh well. We can just buy you another suitcase too, I guess." Sakura nodded.

They finally made their way to the right district with Sakura, the smaller of the two, gawking at the site of things. A finger shot up, pointing to something that the lavender-haired girl saw as she followed the gaze.

"It's my store! I completely forgot we had one here! Let's go in, Sakura-chan, shall we?" She asked excitedly, taking Sakura's hand while running toward the store.

"Daidouji Designs" the store sign said in large, purple lettering. The walls her plastered with pictures of girls in her designer clothing, the most common face being Sakura's, which made the girl blush. Some people looked up from their selections, and upon seeing the model's face, flocked over to the two Japanese girls in the store.

Their afternoon was spent looking through Tomoyo's store and signing autographs, talking to employees—one being fired after she would not give a discount to the seemingly-famous model. Bags in hand, they went shopping elsewhere and in desperate need of relief of their arms. Eventually Tomoyo found a place to sit, and while gazing into the distance she noticed a store that looked similar to hers, with more warm tones in it, called "Butterfly Kisses." The designs looked like ones Meiling had shown her… She looked at her watch then: 4:05 already!? They needed to get to the modeling studio soon for Sakura, and she herself would be helping people with their outfits and makeup.

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"Hello there, Tomoyo, Sakura," she smiled. Meiling looked splendid, but comfortably casual. Not her style in design though, and who could wear their own clothing?

"It's nice to meet you again, Miss Li. Tomoyo said I will be modeling for you tonight. I'm really excited!" Cherry lips grinned from ear to ear.

"Yeah, and she told me you knew how to work the walk, so I hope you do. I'm looking forward to having you in my show anyway. I'm sure you're very popular. And Tomoyo will be back stage with me, making sure everything goes right."

Tomoyo nodded, her light hair falling to and from her face. "And Meiling has a special outfit just for you! I helped her pick it out, since I know what looks best on you, right Meiling?" She smiled, quite pleased with her efforts, a wicked smile then spreading on her face that Sakura knew all too well.

"Thank you, but Tomoyo-chan, you are NOT GOING TO VIDEO TAPE ME! I refuse!" She wailed, waving her hands in denial.

"Sure she will. And we'll be using it as a promotional video for my clothing line. It'll be great, Kinomoto, no worries," Meiling assured her, with a grin similar to Daidouji's.

Sakura sighed as she bent her head down, smiling as she lifted it back up, letting out an embarrassed "okay."

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After putting on her first dress to model, she walked toward the stage where they would each do a few quick practice walks. Tomoyo and Meiling were watching, along with a full video crew that appeared from no where with the snap of Tomoyo's fingers.

"Keep cool, she does this at every show," Sakura whispered to herself as she stroke out onto the catwalk. As she walked, Tomoyo couldn't help but notice the detail in the dress, her eyes glittering at the sigh of such perfection.

An American 20's styled pastel green dress with a matching dark green hat seemed to fit well on Sakura. It was a fun yet sexy dress that was meant to seduce, without being too revealing.

Practice finished and people began filing into the building, hoping to get a glimpse of some future clothes to buy. The front rows were reserved for more important people, which were the first to fill with almost no commotion, surprisingly, considering they were mostly famous people. When the rest of the rows were filled, and it seemed the show was about to start, a frantic young man ran in, catching the attention of many, and the hearts of several girls: it was Li Syaoran.

He knew his cousin was having this show months ahead of time and had promised he would be there. He quickly took his front row seat at the end of the catwalk. Just as she sat down the lights dimmed and a raven-haired woman walked out, a spotlight on her. It was the great designer herself, Li Meiling.

"Hello everyone and welcome! And now may I present my latest designed for my 'Butterfly Kisses' line?!" She received a loud roar and much clapping from the audience. "Then let's get this party started!" The music went on, getting everyone's adrenaline rushing to the beat of techno.

As Li disappeared backstage, a model began walking out. Many flashes went off as pictures were being taken. As the model walked to the beat, a hand snapped its fingers and a certain video crew began filming once again. A voice announced that the next dress was for the 'Silent Seductions' collection of the Butterfly Kisses line. As the announcement was made, a honey-haired girl who was none other than Sakura walked out, raising a few gasps and exclamations like "Isn't she that famous Japanese model?!" or "Oh, she's beautiful!" Which indeed she was. The light seemed to hit on her just right and the music was becoming more upbeat—bringing out the wild side she was known for at Tomoyo's shows.

Swaying to the beat and moving her whole body she began to dance in a chic, seductive way—exactly what her dress was meant for, which just proved how great Li's clothes were. She winked at a few awed people, and upon seeing a gawking Syaoran, blew a kiss at him, turning and grooving her way backstage as the next model strode out. The show continued how it started, a voice announcing which collection the article was from, and when it was almost finishing time, Sakura made her final walk of the night, hoping to once again catch Syaoran's attention.

"From the 'Naughty Kitty' collection," the voice announced. Sakura strode out looking quite the opposite of her normal, Angel-like self: the black seductress. This caught the attention of almost all the people in the room.

Her hair was up in curls, her eyes lined with a soft, thick, black coat of eyeliner and lips in a soft, cherry-colored gloss. She wore a black 'Y' necklace with a thin, black cross hanging at the end between her breasts. The dress was the best accessory, however. It had a low V-shaped neckline, showing off much of her chest, accented by the crocheted-on spaghetti straps. Along her hips was a crochet ring with hundreds of small pleats that flowed down her thighs and was cut off just below her butt.

Her heels tapped she walked, a serious and sexy look on her face. More cameras flashed now than before as Sakura smiled. Moving her hips to the beat as she walked, she stopped before Syaoran, making him blush as she winked at him. Turning quickly to continue her walk back, she gave him a teasing up skirt glance, blushing at her own actions and keeping control as she walked up the catwalk the way she came.

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"Sakura, I understand why you're so popular in Tomoyo's shows now! It gives a twist to modeling. You should teach my other girls how to move like that," Meiling stated, rubbing her temples. "They know how to walk, but they look so detached…" As Meiling looked up, a handsome young character caught her attention—along with Tomoyo and Sakura's.

"Syaoran," Sakura started.

"You looked good out there. I just wanted to tell you that. And Meiling. Congratulations on another successful show." With that, he left.

"I'd say he likes you, Sakura," Meiling giggled. "I bet that took a lot of courage for him to tell you that. Oh yeah! That dress you're wearing! Keep it. Shoes and necklace too. No arguing! See you two another time!" Meiling giggled while pushing them out of the room, shutting the door in their faces.

Tomoyo and Sakura looked at each other, Sakura blushing.

"I guess we're done for now. Hrm. Well. Sakura, you get a cab to the hotel, but don't wait up for me, okay? I want to discuss some things with Li-san," then thought 'if she lets me…'

On her way out, Sakura began getting cold, realizing she didn't have a jacket with her. "Doesn't matter, I'll be back soon," she said to no one in particular.

"What doesn't matter?" She jumped.

"Syao, don't' scare me like that!"

"Syao? Next you'll be calling me Xiaolang…" he muttered. "Anyway, you didn't answer my question."

"It doesn't matter. It's nothing."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah."

"Okay then, if you say so," he rolled his eyes upward.

They were silent for a while, as Sakura tried hailing a Taxi.

"I can give you a ride you know."

"Thanks, but no thanks."

"What, do you think I'm going to try something again? I thought you trust me," he said, trying not to sound hurt.

"I do trust you! It's just…"

"Just what?" He approached her.

"I don't know. I feel weird." Her face construed.

"Just let me take you back," he took her cold hand and pulled her to his car at the side of the building.

The ride to the hotel was quiet, and as Sakura sat gazing out the window, Syaoran couldn't help but stare at her. Remembering her cold hand he took it into his own and held it, gently rubbing it, trying to warm it up, getting only a stare and hiding blush from the little Sakura.

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Please forgive me for any typos!  I'm just...not that good these days --;; 3 you much! Hopefully I'll have another update soon.