A/N: Wow, thanks for reading the prologue. I was so glad that many of the readers reviewed the prologue and loved the coin-flipping part. At first, I hesitated to write the coin-flipping session because you might get bored about it. I mean, it's very childish and I don't want to take the risk by writing it then having a few reviews from you. But I can't think of anything that time to interest you. So I took the risk. And I made the right decision! Many loved it and liked it. I was really glad. It was like a birthday present for me. To tell you, I've 15 last May 7. That's Saturday. I wish I'd be able to improve my writings.

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Chapter 1:

DIFFICULT TO HANDLE

RING. RING. RING.

Sakura pulled her blanket down her face. Who in the world will call her on this time? The sun wasn't even up yet. Lazily, Sakura sat up then rubbed her eyes to check her alarm clock, which reads 5:45 AM. The phone on her bedside table kept ringing and ringing. Feeling sleepy, she tried to lay back again and ignored the phone, but she couldn't sleep anymore. She rolled towards the phone to grab the receiver.

"Hello?" Sakura tried to open her sleepy eyes, "Sakura Kinomoto speaking." She yawned.

"Good morning, sweetie." A calm voice replied on the other line.

"Sorry, my dear." Fujitaka apologized, "I just called because - because – because we should meet." He said frankly.

"Meet?" Sakura scratched her head, "Something had happened on business? But I don't know a thing about managing it. Why don't you call Touya instead?"

A long pause surrounded the place.

"It's not always Touya who could help me." Fujitaka sighed, feeling guilty about it, "I got a very private matter to tell you."

"Can't you just tell me over the phone?"

"No." Her Dad replied, "It's between me and my business partner Yelan. You know her, right? I've told you many times about her."

Sakura gasped. How many women could have a name Yelan in Japan? Yeah, her Dad kept telling stories about his business partner some years ago but she couldn't remember the name anymore. "What about her?" she asked.

"You'll know it later." Fujitaka, on the other line, sighed again, "I'll meet you at the restaurant Touya, you and I used to eat. Remember?"

"Yeah, the one near the school?"

"Exactly." Fujitaka answered, "7 o'clock, wear a presentable dress not like the one you're wearing. I mean I don't want her to think of you as a disrespectful girl, ok? Put something in your hair, wear perfume and do what ORDINARY girls do to themselves." He stressed out the word ordinary.

"Why so special?"

"Just do what I said. I'm treating you for a breakfast, see?"

"Ok. I got to move. Bye."

A farewell was heard on the other line, then the line went dead. Sakura quickly jumped out her bed in order not to be late for the meeting. After she had a good bath, she opened her cabinet to search for a presentable outfit to wear. She scanned the jeans and shirts out of it but none of it seemed what you call presentable in front of a top businesswoman in Japan. Then she stopped dead. Why did her father want her to meet his business partner? Why did he want her to wear a nice dress? Why so early and why now? Then she saw her mother's picture on the bedside table, which sent shivers down her spine. Everything for Sakura now sounds fishy.

Did he want to marry again? Sakura shook the idea off her mind. At the middle of questioning herself and budgeting time, Sakura felt nervous that she couldn't be able to arrive there in time, for she had nothing to wear and what the Yelan woman will think of her. Then she saw a plain box beneath her socks. As quick as the wind, she opened it and saw a nice white knee-length dress inside.

"Oh, Tomoyo!" She exclaimed, "You're my angel!"

The dress was a birthday gift from Tomoyo. During the time she received it, she was clueless on where she could wear it because she wasn't fond of dresses, she fancies shirts, shorts and pants. But now, she was thankful that Tomoyo gave her girly stuffs. She remembered the pair of white sandals, the set of hair clips and the perfume, which Tomoyo all gave her as a present.

Sakura smiled as she wore those stuffs.

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"Darn," Syaoran muttered running back and forth all over his apartment. Everything was messy, socks everywhere, papers scattered on the floor, tin cans rolled and broken pencils around. You get the idea. He ran inside the bathroom and went out after 5 minutes.

"Why early Saturday morning?" Syaoran pulled a polo shirt off his cabinet, "Is that how easy to go and call our son from bed and tell him to meet her on the next thirty minutes?"

Running late, Syaoran grabbed a piece of bread then brushed his teeth. He arrived at the meeting place before 7 and he quickly spotted his Mom wearing a yellow blouse nearby.

"Syaoran," Yelan gave him a light peck on the cheek, "Good thing we both reached the place before 7. I came 5 minutes earlier than you. C'mon in."

Syaoran nodded then checked his green polo shirt for the last time.

Meanwhile, as the Lis entered the restaurant, Fujitaka and Sakura were sitting already beside each other and talking. They both arrived fifteen minutes before 7.

"You look good." Fujitaka remarked nervously. He wasn't sure what Yelan's son looked like or how Sakura will react after he told her the news. But he stayed quiet, as what Yelan had told him to do.

"I'll just go to the washroom." Sakura smiled. She quickly disappeared from Fujitaka's sight.

"Fujitaka," a tap from Yelan, "Sorry we're late."

"Actually, you're not," Fujitaka stood to offer them a seat, "Is this your son?" He eyed the teenage boy beside Yelan from head to toe.

"Please to meet you, sir." Syaoran extended his hand, "I'm Syaoran Li." He smiled at Fujitaka.

"Nice boy," Fujitaka felt relieved for Syaoran's good looks, hope Sakura will like him.

"Please excuse me for awhile," Syaoran smiled again as the two gave him permission to leave.

He wanted to look good in front of the man, so he ran towards the Men's Room to check his reflection. As he turned left towards the Comfort Room, he accidentally bumped on someone wearing a white dress. The girl winced not looking up at him, and he too said sorry not bothering to glance at her. After a very short moment, he went out of it to return to his Mom, but before he could step another more, the girl in white came opposite his way.

"Argh..." Syaoran moaned, "You again?" he muttered trying to keep his balance by leaning back onto the wall.

The startled girl looked up, "S-sor - " she gasped.

"Sakura?" Syaoran asked, not believing his eyes that Sakura could wear something nice, "What are you doing here?"

Sakura gasped again taking few steps aback and seemed shaking, "L-Li? This is bad..."

"What?" Syaoran laughed, "Got to go, sorry, no time to chat with you. But promise, I'll make it up to you next time." He turned right towards their table but Sakura pulled him by arm.

"Li," Sakura pulled him away from the view, "What are you doing here? I mean your Mom." She peeked slowly to be sure it was Yelan she saw.

Syaoran peeked too. Yelan was there talking to her business partner Mister – wait Mister-what? He leaned back the wall, "Look, you don't care what we're doing here. I really have to go. My Mom told me that this is a very important matter between me and Mister... Mister..."

"Fujitaka Kinomoto," Sakura finished his sentence, "and he's my Dad. Now, tell me, what are you doing here?"

Syaoran got the idea what Sakura was trying to tell him. He glanced at his Mom, who was seated beside Sakura's Dad. "I don't know." He answered honestly.

Sakura pulled him away from their sight again, "Don't tell me that!" she insisted. Her voice was shaken, "I had a feeling that – that – that they had a relationship."

Syaoran rolled his eyes, "Stop it. Now, we should go back to our table."

Sakura tightened her grip into his arm, "And they called us to ask our permission for their wedding-to-be. Do you think?"

Syaoran stared at her worried eyes in amazement. This was stupid, to think of such thing. But what if it was true? Slowly, he held Sakura's cold palm and put it into his other hand, he couldn't imagine having her as a sister. How about his feelings for her?

"We should go there now." He told her wisely, "Stop thinking like that." He released her hand then walked towards his Mom.

Sakura followed him then stopped too as Syaoran stopped in front of their table.

"Oh, there you are," Yelan smiled at Syaoran then at Sakura, "Are you Sakura Kinomoto? Have a seat, kids."

Sakura hesitated as she heard the word kids, which meant something deeper for her. For almost a minute, she stood there looking at the ground until Syaoran offered her a seat. She motioned then Syaoran sat beside her.

"Very courteous boy," Fujitaka remarked. Sakura eyed Syaoran.

"Thank you, Mr. Kinomoto." Syaoran smiled, "I didn't know you are Sakura's father."

"Do you know each other?" Yelan asked as soon as the waiter arrived to take the orders, "If I'm not mistaken, you go into the same school." Sakura looked down her skirt as the waiter walked away.

"Yeah, we know each other," Syaoran smirked, "very well."

"Good," Yelan clapped her hand, "You might be curious why we called you. It's because we had something very important to tell which will affect you future lives ahead."

Sakura looked up at her then elbowed Syaoran. Syaoran forced a cough then glared at Sakura.

Fujitaka smiled at them, "My business partner and I decided to," he paused nervously, "have you two together."

"What?" For the first time, Sakura spoke in front of Yelan Li but her attitude was harsh. "No." She slammed her hand on the table.

Syaoran quickly clapped his left hand over her mouth and the other hand in her shoulder, pulling her close enough to warn her in whisper, "Stop it. It's not what you're thinking." He smiled at Fujitaka, not freeing Sakura.

Fujitaka laughed, "I knew you will react that way."

"Oh yeah?" Yelan laughed too, "Seems like Sakura and Syaoran are really close to each other."

Syaoran immediately released her, "Not really."

"Back to what we're saying," Yelan continued, "we decided to have you together living inside a house until you'll reach the right age for you to get married - "

"I d - " Sakura started but Syaoran covered her mouth again.

"Get married?" Syaoran asked then released Sakura.

"Yeah," Fujitaka nodded, "we trust each other so much and developed friendship through the years, so we think it'll be a bright idea. It's for your own sake and future."

"No." Sakura looked straight in her Dad, "How could you do this, Dad? You don't even know me."

Fujitaka studied her face, "Don't talk to me like that." He warned seriously, "I am your father and I definitely know what's good for you and what's not."

"You can arrange me with other guys but not Li, please." Sakura declared in an angry tone.

"Don't call them by last name!" scolded Fujitaka, "Don't embarrass me here. Where are the manner I've taught you?"

Syaoran looked up his Mom then to the floor. For him, this arrangement was ok, he got no problem because he secretly likes Sakura and he could have the chance to show it to her when they will leave at the same roof.

"I don't want him." Sakura said flatly.

"It's not what you think, darling," Yelan entered the conversation to stop Fujitaka from shouting inside the restaurant, "you'll try first to live together as friends, nothing more. And as the years passed, heaven knows."

The waiter arrived with their meals. Thinking over what Yelan had said, Sakura remained silent the whole breakfast time, it was better to try to mix up first with Syaoran than forcing an instant relationship. Meanwhile, Syaoran, who was just inches from her, was glancing secretly at her from time to time. The breakfast was finished moments later, so Yelan broke the other news.

"I'm so sorry, Sakura," Yelan began, "but Syaoran and you need to live in a house together... now."

They rode a cab to stop by Sakura's house first to pack her things. Next was Syaoran's. After that, they drove straight to their new house, which was two streets away from school.

"Here we are," Fujitaka entered the house, "From now on, this is where you'll live."

Sakura looked around feeling her heart sank as she imagined herself living in a house like this with Syaoran. On the other hand, Syaoran felt poor with the little house. It was a nice little house with the size of Syaoran's Living Room, which got a small Dining Table, a simple wood sofa, a narrow Bathroom, a Kitchen beside the Dining Table. It was really very small for them two, especially when they were on war.

"That's the Living Room," Yelan toured them around as the teenagers pulled their luggage, "the Dining Room, the Kitchen, the Bathroom and the Bedroom."

After an hour, the parents left them alone to start arranging their things. Sakura was sitting at the lower portion of their Double-deck bed inside their Bedroom after hanging her clothing on the left side of the cabinet while Syaoran was still arranging his, which was on the right.

"I can't believe this," Syaoran stated as he hang his shirts, "We're sharing on all stuffs on this little house we had. This is even smaller than my own Living Room."

"I hate you." Sakura threw a pillow on his back, "I'd rather die than to sleep with you in this room." Her eyes had fire.

Syaoran slammed the closet shut then picked the pillow thrown by Sakura lying on the floor, "Fine. Go sleep outside. And bring this pillow with you." He threw it back then smirked cruelly.

Sakura caught it then stood, "No way. I won't lose to you." She thought about Tomoyo, "I don't know how I'll tell Tomoyo about this because she's always with Hiiragizawa."

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"Do you thin they'll ever be friends?" asked Tomoyo referring to Sakura and Syaoran while Eriol and she were walking towards the mall in the other street to avoid Sakura and Syaoran from seeing them together.

"Yeah, nothing's impossible." Eriol smiled at her then decided to change the topic, "Thanks for coming with me for lunch. I thought you won't."

Tomoyo blushed as she looked down her shoes, "Why not? I mean, we're good friends. I owe you a lot lately for helping me out after school hours. So having lunch with you is fine."

Eriol watched her in the corner of his eyes, "And if you've nothing to do after lunch, would you mind if we'll walk around? I mean - "

"Hm?" Tomoyo looked up, "Pardon?"

"Nothing." Eriol smiled nervously.

They walked happily from street to street, which they've preferred than riding a vehicle. Slowly and nervously, Eriol encircled his arm around Tomoyo's shoulder sending her shivers and blushes. Tomoyo, at first, felt uncomfortable, but after a few minutes of walking down the quiet street, she surrendered in his arms.

"GIVE ME THE NOTEBOOK!" Sakura yelled chasing Syaoran, "MY NOTEBOOK!"

Syaoran fled from the Bedroom and ran as fast as he could out the main door, but Sakura could run faster and caught the back of the neck of his shirt. Syaoran suddenly stopped for air then threw the notebook towards the road to free himself from Sakura's grip. In an instant, Sakura released him by pushing him to the ground and running after the notebook, which was lying peacefully a good meter from them. Syaoran was tripped on the ground, however, he quickly stood then pulled the white dress of the girl in his front to refrain her from picking the notebook on the ground.

Sakura fell on her knees to the rough cemented toad, "Leave me alone!" she remarked.

"You're so stubborn!" Syaoran pulled her up, "Learn to obey your father, whether you like it or not!"

Sakura straightened her shaky right knee and realized it was bleeding, she looked up and saw the faces of familiar people walking towards them nearby.

"Eriol?" Syaoran eyed Eriol who was walking towards them with a girl in his arm, the girl looked up at Eriol.

Sakura gasped, "Tomoyo!" she called.

The two unaware people felt their heart beat faster, as they realized that they were in front of their best friends in war. Eriol hurriedly turned back, making Tomoyo rotate too. Tomoyo's palms started to sweat.

"Wait up!" Syaoran called then grabbed Eriol's arm.

Eriol turned around slowly and nervously, "Hi, Syaoran... Good day, isn't it?"

Sakura dashed towards Tomoyo ignoring her wounded knee, "What the heck is this?" she poked Syaoran in the head.

"Aw..." Syaoran nudged her, "Dimwit, do you think I know?"

"Shut up." Sakura turned to Eriol, "What's your filthy hand doing in my best friend's precious shoulder? Going out, eh?"

Hairs on the back of the neck of Tomoyo and Eriol stood up on Sakura's remark. Struck by Sakura's words deep inside his heart, he withdrew his hand from Tomoyo's shoulder slowly.

"Don't pretend to be sorry Hiiragizawa," Sakura said sourly, "I know you're not."

"Zip your mouth." Syaoran commanded, "she's just upset, Eriol."

Too late, Eriol turned around walked alone in the opposite direction, "Let's cancel the lunch, Tomoyo. Your friend needs you."

Syaoran clapped a palm into his forehead, watching him disappear from his sight. It wasn't easy to bring him back on this kind of situation, for Eriol has never been embarrassed in front of a girl all his life. Syaoran looked at Sakura in a bit of anger.

Tears crawled down Tomoyo's face, "All my life I've been always on your side, how could you? How could you send him away? You're not a true friend, Sakura. You're pulling me away from my happiness!" she blurted out.

Sakura stared at her in disbelief, as she stomped away crying madly. What's this? Is the world against her? First was her father, then Yelan, then Syaoran, then Eriol, then Tomoyo... who's next? Now, she hated herself as much as he hated Syaoran.

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A/N: Don't worry, everything's fine. Everything will be all right. Eriol was just having fun around and he's not really upset, and so was Tomoyo. Why? Well, continue being in touch by reviewing now and reading the second chapter.

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