Disclaimer: do i hav to write this? oh alrite: i do not own Sakura or any of the charactors...well, except Yukita (i really dunno how to make japanese names...)

Author: Well...i no i havent updated in a lonnng time...but its not as if any of u r waitin for it...: (
and i need to make one clarification: THE COMPANY IS "BLUESWHALES", NOT SUNSHINE...yeah i changed my mind...and i no i no, those choice should b made b4 hand...but... this is my first, so, plz forgive me...

Warning: There may be many errors/spelling mistake in this story, plz ignore : ) thx

Loving the beloved once again

Chapter three – the Embarrassing Moment

Sakura walked down the spiral stairs leading to the lobby, where Eli stood watching her. She flashed him a timid smile.

After an endless decision, Sakura finally chose a long，velvet, Chinese-fashioned dress. It's sleeveless, and has a high neck, with slits on both sides from the bottom of the dress up to her thigh; quite stylish. Matching the dress were a pair of black high heels. Her auburn hair was curled and finishing the touch with light make up.

She looked fabulous.

Syaoran turned and walked into the lobby, he immediately saw the guy who had trouble earlier, and decided to go up and ask how he's been doing.

He was staring at something; he noticed when he walked closer. Following his glance, he looked up too. He froze immediately when he saw a girl in a velvet dress, walking down the stairs with a smile; a smile he was never able to forget. He acted just as soon, pulling his jacket over to cover his head, hoping the girl hadn't seen his face.

"Uh…Yes?" Eli greeted him in a confused manner, "Is everything alright?"

"Oh! Yes!　Everything's great!" Syaoran answered in a hurry, as he slowly took a step back. "One thing though! There's something about this girl you should know." Suddenly lowered his voice to a whisper，"She's a lunatic, and also a very dangerous flirt, please be cautious around her. Take my advice. And…uh…Have a great night!"

Syaoran flashed him a quick smile and ran out of the lobby jus as the girl descended the last few steps. The pair stared astonishingly at the spot there the strange service male stood, long after he was gone.

The dining hall was arranged for the night, candles were added to each and every table, giving multiple shadows onto the walls and the ceiling, and seats were arranged so there would be room for dancing later. It's the same area where everyone ate every meal, and although the arrangements were small, the difference was effectively noticeable, giving the area a romantic, luxurious feeling.

Sakura and Yukita were seated by the window. They had just ordered their meal and were now waiting for it to come, none of them spoke. As if there was an invisible wall between the two.

Classical music was playing in the background, peacefully. All the while, Sakura swayed uncontrollably to her favourite classical piece at all times. Written by a crazy composer, yes; a good looking one, no; but talented, very!

She stared out the window. The ocean glimmered brightly, under the perfect full moon.

It was exactly like this, three years ago, She couldn't help but look back at the time…the time when I sat at the same place…looking out at the same ocean and the same moon…but, this time, something is different, this time, the guy sitting across the table does not give me the same kind of heart beat, he doesn't—

Oh what am I thinking? How can I miss a past that I hate? Her brows furrowed at the thought. How CAN I?

Stop it, Sakura, stop it, you hear? You are hear with a different man now, you—

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Breaking the long, awkward silence, Yukita asked with a smile.

Snapping out of her trance, Sakura responded succinctly, "Yes, beautiful." As beautiful as the last time I've been here, she almost said, but thought better against it.

"That's one of the reasons I like riding the cruise. The amazingly beautiful view sure can take my breath away!" Yukita said with a sigh. Sakura was certain she saw a faraway look in those eyes, but they were gone as soon as they appeared.

He grinned as he saw the smile spreading upon Sakura's face, and added, "And of course, the pleasure of meeting beauties like you."

Sakura felt her face turn red, then instantly remembered something, "Oh! I almost forgot!" Pausing as she reached under her seat and took out a gift bag. "This is for you. I thought it's only appropriate that I give you something, since it's our first date, you know. Open it, see if you like it."

"Wow! Really? For me? But, I didn't prepare anything for you!" He said as he reached across the table and took the bag.

"Oh no, it's alright. It's only my idea." I just wanted to get rid of the scarf.

Yukita reached inside and took out a scarf, with cream coloured stripes.

"I think the colour suits you well, I made it myself." What am I doing! Showing off? I'm really not myself today… "Why don't you try it on?"

Yukita had on a goofy smile.

That wretched woman… She hadn't changed a bit!

Syaoran was watching the two, from behind the glass window, ever since they came in and sat by the window. He watched with rage, with hatred, with frustration – all the emotions he had had during the past three years, all at once.

Trying to attract more innocent men, eh? He thought to himself bitterly, as he continued watching. What with that dazzling smile, and those shining emerald eyes, with those innocence she never failed to possess…IT'S ALL Fake! Damn it!

He wanted to scream, to shout, and to warn the innocent man: Don't fall for her! She's not worth it! She's a fake! Don't make the same mistake I had!

But he could not, not like that, he will never believe him.

But he couldn't stand having another man falling for that woman, and then finding out it was all pretend at the end. He couldn't bare the thought of another man being heartbroken because of her…Oh no; he knew only too well how that felt… No! He will not let that happen, not again! Not when he could help it!

His eyes widened at the sight of the scarf. He recognized the scarf, it's the exact same scarf she knitted for both of them as a wedding gift…the one he now has in front of his door steps…

He couldn't believe it. Well, and why couldn't he? He's gone through so much else; this shouldn't come as such a surprise. He felt he is somewhat responsible, that it's up to him to do something to save the poor man. Yes it's his duty. He cannot let yet another man fall into that woman's trap. He needed a plan

And he knows just exactly what to do.

"Ladies and gentlemen," A voice came out from the speakers and stopped everyone from what they were doing. Everyone looked up to the hostess on the stage. "May I please have your attention?" Apparently, he already does.

The hall was silent before he spoke another word, all the chattering stopped in a split second. All heads turned to face him.

Yukita and Sakura were already finishing their desserts. Since they ate in almost complete silence, they ate faster than anyone else.

"We want to thank you all, for choosing the BlueWhales Cruise Company! It's a real pleasure to have all of you here. And to say thank you, our mascot has a special surprise for you! So! Put your hands together, and welcome our mascot – Terri!"

A deafening ocean of applaud sounded the room, as the mascot -- in a blue , whale costume -- ran up the stage and waved and bowed to the audience.

The hostess waited till the applause died down and continued, "We would randomly choose someone from the audience, to dance with Terri!"

The audience cheered and clapped again, some even whistled, creating a cheerful atmosphere.

The hall went half dark, and a spotlight flickered across the room…until it suddenly came to a stop at the girl in a velvet dress, her expression surprised at first, then turned to fright.

The audience cheered, encouraging the shocked lady to dance, as the mascot jumped off the stage and ran towards her goofily.

Me? Sakura said aloud, "But I can't— "She didn't get a chance to finished, because the mascot swooped her up into its arms, and pulled her to the dance floor, as the band began playing a fast song. Everyone continued on cheering, not noticing the panic in her.

No! Sakura tried to scream, but failed. The mascot's arms, or rather, fins were held tightly around her waist, making it hard for her even to breathe. No! An inner voice screamed—but unfortunately not out loud—as she struggled against the suffocating material. No! Get off of me! I can't—I can't breathe! And I—I don't—

The mascot ignored the struggle, and continued whirling frantically around in circles on the dance floor.

The audience must have realized that something was wrong—well, of course something was, it's rather obvious, what with the girl struggling so hard against the careless mascot…something's definitely not right—since everyone stopped the cheering, and gaped in shocked and confused expression; the band stopped playing; even the hostess was dumbfounded. The room was in complete silence. Well, not counting the struggling noise the two was making, of course.

Sakura kept on struggling, and the mascot kept on dancing, ignoring her completely. And nobody tried to stop them…everyone just stared. Sakura was getting lighted headed, but before she lost conscious, she took one last chance and stepped hard on the mascot's foot. That did it, the mascot lost balance, stumbled sideways with Sakura still in his arms, and crashed into the desert table. The table, apparently not strong enough to support the weight of two people, collapsed in half. Everything on the table slid down and collided with the mascot. The mascot, whose head had fallen off, revealing the person in the costume, finally loosened his hold on Sakura. She wasted no time, and jumped up immediately, back in conscious…until she saw who it was.

Sakura gasped when she recognized without any problems that those features belonged to…to…well, the man who she learned to hate for the past three years. Feeling light headed, she collapsed onto the floor.

A/N: soo...? How is it? I kno its not very good...but im tryin my best. Plz review, and tell me how i could improve it! Thx