Heya I wonder how people found my first chapter! Only one kind soul reviewed…pls help me review ok? I don't mind good or bad ones.
i hope this chapter is understandable and you dont get confused or something. )
Chapter 2:
Syaoran slumped down in his crouch, mouth gaping. He looked at the photo held in his hand, now slightly crumpled because of the strength he was exerting on it. The brown hair, dancing in the air….The familiar enormous wings supporting the slim figure in the night sky…
Sakura.
Syaoran's memories came racing back like waves rushing onto shore. Those cardcaptor days, they were definitely unforgettable, etched in his memory like the sword scars on his back, staying there whether he liked it or not. But to be caught unaware like this, suddenly thrusting a picture of HER under his nose…. It was a bit overwhelming for Syaoran.
Those days were over; Syaoran took a breath of air. You got over Sakura long ago isn't it? It is not as if you are thinking of her everyday in your whole life. You have got better things to do.
He placed the picture in his drawer and got ready for work. And it is more than likely that Sakura has forgotten about you as well, Syaoran told himself. Far from comforting himself, he felt his heart clench and sink like a stone in water.
Stepping out his apartment in Tokyo, Syaoran was greeted with bustling streets like of city vigour and bright sunlight that made him a little dazed. That was what he liked about Tokyo. When he was still in Hong Kong, everyone just stressed him about being the descendent of Clow Reed. Even Syaoran himself was uncertain who he was inside. There is price to pay for being the Chosen One. It brought him glory and fame, and always the awe people hold him in and the admiration seen on their faces. But it cruelly brought away other things, things which were certainly far more valuable than power; his dreams, freedom, choice of his own path…..and…
"Ouch!" Syaoran gave an alarming cry as he banged into the lamp post headfirst, attracting many passer-bys' attention. Laughing awkwardly, Syaoran felt himself blushing at the situation. As he massaged his forehead, he made a mental note not to daydream in future on the streets.
"Ring!" Kero tried waking Sakura by shouting into her ear. But she hardly stirred.
"Not again," Kero raised an eyebrow and grudgingly left his video game to answer the phone call.
"Kinomoto Residence, who is it? State your business quick." Kero snapped into the phone.
"Kero, it is me, Tomoyo. Can you tell Sakura to come as soon as possible? She is supposed to meet at the modeling agency at 12 pm!" Kero glanced at the clock as the minute and hour hand showed that it was already one.
"Right. Sakura is such a pig. I shall try my best ok?" Kero replied and hung up the phone.
"Sakura," Kero yelled again. When it did not work, he tickled her dainty nose with his tail. "Wake up,"
"Ah choo" Sakura sneezed and sat up in bed, looking around groggily. "Oh I am supposed to report at 12 pm. Whoa what a sunny day…What's for breakfast Ke….What! OH MY GOD I'M SO LATE!"
Sakura sprung out of bed, and went to wash up. "Why didn't you try and wake me up?" She shouted from the bathroom.
"Hey Sakura, that is such a serious accusation. I have been shouting. And screaming. And stepping on your face. And pulling your hair. And threatening to dump pudding on your head. All in an attempt to wake you," Kero said lazily.
"Kero! How could you!" Sakura was now trying to fix her hair by brushing it furiously with a hairbrush. She dashed to her cupboard and pulled out a baby pink top and a white miniskirt, struggling with high heels and tied her hair up high into a ponytail.
"Release! Fly! Bring me to the agency now!"
Sakura had made big wings appear on her shoulder once again, and then proceeded to climb the window with her high heels, but apparently with great difficulty.
"Argh! Help Kero! Heh heh, I'm stuck?"
One whole hour later, she was sitting Tomoyo's office, having hailed a cab to the agency. Somehow, Kero had persuaded her that flying out of your apartment like that was the silliest idea anyone can have. Tomoyo's company, "Tom's Designs Inc.", had opened many branches of boutiques selling sophisticated clothes that introduced a revolution in clothes design. It sold clothes ranging from dresses that showed elegance and gracefulness to just casual wear that brings out attitude. Of course, all of the clothes were designed by none other than….Tomyo! But she did not have to sew the clothes by herself anymore; the factory took care of that.
"Sakura! This is just so exciting!" Tomoyo said excitedly, with a dreamy look in her bright eyes again. Her fondness for Sakura had not faded in one bit, but instead grew stronger as the years passed.
"Yes it is, but I don't understand. There are so many models out there, why ask me?" Sakura wondered aloud.
"You are so popular! And of course I won't let go of the opportunity to let you be the first to try out my new designs!" Tomoyo then went on, informing Sakura of her new job. Tomoyo had wanted to carry out a series of advertising for her new batch of summer designs, and hired Sakura to model for them and take some photos and posters. In fact, that was what Sakura will be doing this afternoon.
"And for your clothes for this afternoon are right here," Tomoyo stood up and took a few hangers off the shelf.
Sakura gasped in spite of herself. The white dress Tomoyo was showing her was so…..elaborate and simply beautiful. Sequins flashed brightly under the light, making it sparkle and shine. It was long and made of a light material, and felt so soft to her touch "This is really…breathtaking…" Sakura whispered to Tomoyo, smiling warmly to her talented friend.
I wonder who it will be today, hope it is not giggling women dressed scantily again. Syaoran had a rather bad experience with his previous assignment, involving taking picture of female models who seemed too interested in him for his own liking. One of them asked for his number, and even attempted to kiss him on the lips! He went to the rooftop of that company. It was HIS request to go to the rooftop to do the job today, as it was a summer theme. Syaoran always took his pictures at different places, reaching his decision after he reviewed the clothes of the models. (A/N: If you have not guessed, Syaoran was a famous photographer, and modeling agencies often asked him for his service.)
It was fortunate that the sun was hiding behind the clouds this evening. Soon, Syaoran had his camera, and lighting equipment and other background props set up, with the help of the friendly staff of the company. Now, as he sat on the bench, for the model and boss to come, and I'll be done. He waited, humming a familiar tune as the wind blew across his face.
"Do I look OK?" Sakura asked for the fifth time. "Of course! Don't worry," Tomoyo smiled.
But Sakura's knuckles were white, as and she felt as though she will break down any moment... Biting her lower lip, she followed Tomoyo up to the rooftop. Sakura felt her heart race faster but she really cannot help but feel nervous. Taking a deep breath, she mounted the last step, making sure not to step on her dress. Not much people was around, except for a woman making sure everything was ready. And that man with chestnut hair, sitting with his back to them. That hair, that shade of colour, isn't that…
"Syaoran! Syaoran Li!"
END
Okok I'm done! This is the 2nd chapter…I think it was quite a lousy chapter with not much development of story and quite boring, but I can't help it. Got to kind of introduced the characters and their jobs and make syaoran and sakura meet, RIGHT? I hope you all get what I was talking in this chapter. Writing a story is really hard for me, I just keep getting stuck everywhere I go!
Oh thanks to Blue-Jellee! Thanks for the review:)
Holidays' ending. Hope I still have time to continue. READ AND REVIEW! Thanks. You can send an email to me nice day.
