Thanks to the people who reviewed and the nineteen who added this story on their favourites. I notice some of them don't review, but that's okay.

ennov/Crystalz Tearz I forgot to say that this fic is OOC. The reason Tomoyo is like that is because I don't like how other writers portray her as this girl who says kawaii all the time or the fact that she always plays matchmaker or something. I liked her in the anime. To be honest, I don't like Sakura in the anime.

babiepinkpenguin Thanks for reviewing and commenting. They didn't really criticize me, but they did say they didn't like it. I didn't really like it either, but the least they could've done was tell me why. The reason Sakura didn't wake up in Syaoran's arms was because everyone writes that. I know my fic is very cliché and the ideas are overdone, but at least I can have some originality…I hope.

Chapter Seven

Syaoran and Sakura waited patiently as they watched the numbers above the elevator door slowly move. Finally, the number one glowed orange and the elevator doors slid open.

They stepped into the empty elevator, where Sakura broke out in hysterics. Syaoran tried to hold back a grin. "I can't believe you said that."

Sakura face began to glow red and she bit back a laugh, remembering what had just taken place. The doorman of the classy five-star hotel in which they had chosen to dine in had given Sakura dirty looks at her "inappropriate choice of clothing", which were jeans and a simple top. Hearing this, Sakura had said some inappropriate things that are to remain undisclosed…

The man's face had turned purple and steam was practically coming out of his ears, but there was nothing he could do about it. If he kicked Syaoran and Sakura out, he would get fired.

Suddenly, the lights on the elevator shut off and they both felt themselves plunging in the darkness. The elevator hit ground and Sakura crashed into Syaoran. She quickly scurried away from him.

The dim emergency light switched on and the intercom blared static. "Hello, can anyone hear me?"

"Yes, what's going on?"

"We're sorry, but there has been a technical problem with the elevator. Is everyone alright?"

"Syaoran, you're okay right?"

Syaoran nodded, then realized she couldn't see him. "I'm fine."

"We'll try to address this problem as soon as we can, but I'm afraid you'll be in there for at least an hour," the voice from the intercom said apologetically. "If there are any problems, press the red assistance button." A click followed.

"…"

"…"

"So…"

"This is awkward."

"Yeah…"

"This is stupid, we're supposed to be going out, and I realized I barely know anything about you."

"Hn."

"…"

"Okay, so what do you suggest we do," asked Syaoran sarcastically.

"I have no idea."

"…"

"We could play truth?"

"And that is…"

"Um…like truth or dare, but without the dare."

"That has got to be the most juvenile idea you've ever come up with."

"Do you have a better idea?"

"Yes."

"…"

"Give me a minute to think about it."

Sakura groaned.

"Okay, okay, I don't have a better idea. You go first, since I don't know how this works."

Sakura stared at him. "We just ask questions and the other answers honestly."

"Oh...what fun!" Note the lack of emotion.

"Okay…um…what's the worst thing you've done?"

"I still think this is a bad idea."

"Just answer the question, dammit!"

"I got mad at this guy and I peed in his beer."

Sakura goggled at him. "You what?"

"I said I peed in some guy's beer."

Eyes rolled. "I'm not deaf. I just can't believe you did that."

Laughter filled the small space as Syaoran proceeded to tell Sakura how the man had gulped it down and declared it the best beer he had ever tasted. Sick.

"Okay, my turn. What's your most embarrassing moment?"

"Um…once I tripped and fell down the stairs," Sakura said lamely.

"And…"

"That's it."

"That can't possibly the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you."

"But I don't want to tell you!" Sakura whined, which was very unlike her.

"Sakura, you're the one who wanted to play this."

"Mapafeldwnnfronfdoskule."

"What?"

"My pants fell down in front of the whole school. During a play."

"Oh."

"That's all you're going to say? Oh?"

"Well what do you want me to say? I wish I'd seen it?"

"Oh gross. You're so perverted."

They both sighed simultaneously.

"I'm bored."

They both stared at each other, and before they knew it, they were leaning in. Their lips gently touched, and then Syaoran deepened the kiss, both of them enjoying the taste of each other. Eventually, they both pulled away.

"That did not just happen."

"I agree."

"So we won't talk about it or think about it or do anything about it."

"Right."

They stared into each other's eyes, both getting lost, and Sakura felt herself leaning in again, too caught up in the moment to think about what she was doing…

Syaoran ducked his head away. "Don't."

That one simple word felt left her feeling like something has made a little cut in her heart. She knew if he hadn't turned away, she would've regretted the consequences, but instead of making her feel better, it only made her feel worse.

Syaoran stared at the girl in front of him. The small amount of light allowed him to see the undisguised hurt in her face, and he immediately felt horrible. "Look-"

"I understand. I'm sorry…"

Her broken tone rang loud in his ears, making him feel worse. "Don't be…" He wanted to console her, but he didn't know what to say.

"No. It was a mistake…I was just so caught up, I didn't know what I was doing…I don't want this to change anything between us…" Her voice sounded so confused, but they had a ring of truth.

"It won't," Syaoran promised her. Despite everything that had happened between them, he had gotten quite close to her these past few days, seeing as how they had to live together. It made him realize how much he valued her companionship.

"I like Tomoyo," he heard himself blurt out. What? Where had that come from? He guessed it was because he needed to reassure himself he was leading Sakura on, and he said the first thing that came into his head. Yet, it was so absurd he didn't know why he thought of it.

"You…like Tomoyo?" Sakura felt the cut in her heart dig a little deeper. Of course, who wouldn't like Tomoyo? She was beautiful and stylish, mature and sophisticated, and not many had the confidence and exoticness she did. She was everything Sakura was not.

Syaoran confirmed her words with a small nod. He was sure now that Sakura wasn't having other feelings for him, because she was smiling.

"I wish you good luck." There was no bitterness in her words, only true sincerity. Once he had gotten to know the true Sakura, it still amazed him how she could be so sarcastic, but still have a sweet and caring nature inside.

Their moment was interrupted by the sounded of the intercom, which informed them the problem was now fixed and they were now going to be getting back to ground floor. Unfortunately, the restaurant was now closing and they counldn't dine there, but the manager had promised a complimentary meal anytime they wished.

On the way out, Sakura spotted Tomoyo, hanging off the arm of a finely dressed male. As soon as she saw Syaoran and Sakura, she withdrew her hand and immediately stepped away from the man, indicating they weren't very close. However, Syaoran didn't seem to notice Tomoyo. Seeing this, Tomoyo shot daggers at Sakura, all the while giving her a small smirk that signified she was up to something.

Syaoran dropped Sakura off at the penthouse, saying he had to meet with the Elders. Sakura was left alone in the big apartment. She tried to sleep, but found she couldn't. The big emptiness of the home haunted her, and she felt so alone without the comfort of knowing Syaoran was in the next room. After tossing and turning for what seemed like hours, she finally fell asleep, but her insecurity followed her in her dreams.

Meanwhile…

"We understand your "relationship" with this Kinomoto girl will end in a few weeks."

"Yes, sir"

"We advise you break if off immediately when it should end. We have had experiences with these kinds of things, and we don't want either of you falling in love."

'Like that would ever happen.' "I understand."

"Good, good. You wouldn't want anything happening to the girl…"

Syaoran shuddered inwardly at the Elder's words. "Anything" could actually mean anything. He had heard stories of his preceeders, and what had happened when they went against the wished of the Elders, especially in the case of marriage, and they had been no fairy tale. Usually in the Li clan, marriages were not of love matches, but business arrangements. Although the stories had spanned from long ago, Syaoran couldn't be sure the Elders wouldn't do something drastic. And if they did, it would be ignored by the public and the police because of the tremendous power the Li clan held.

"No, sir, I wouldn't," he responded, making sure to add respect in his voice to hide the anger he knew was present.

Ever since he was little, he had trained profusely under the watchful eye of the Elders, both physically and mentally, to prepare himself for the role of the next leader of the Li's. The stress was way too much for that of a small boy to take on, but Syaoran, as expected of the clan, was strong.

He had discovered acting and loved the ability of hiding his real emotions and simply just playing a part. It was the first time he had defined the strict rules of the Elders. He was eighteen then, and the Elders had no say in it. Now it was years later, and it was expected he take the position of the leader soon. However, to do that, it was likely he had to find a partner…

The Elders had not mentioned anything of the sort, but he knew it would come up in a few months. He could tell by the way they treated Sakura.

"Excellent. That is all. You may go," said the Elder, dismissing Syaoran with a few words.

Syaoran arrived home a few minutes before one a.m., which is why he was surprised to see Sakura sitting at a kitchen chair, staring blankly at the walls. As if sensing his confusion, Sakura simply said, "Couldn't sleep."

"Anything I could do to help you?" Syaoran knew it was a stupid question as soon as he voiced it. How could he do anything to help her sleep?

Sakura bit her lip, remembering the night she had the best sleep in years, but she couldn't tell him it was when he was right beside her. Not with their unsure feelings, not with what was happening with and around them. She just couldn't. It was sure to make things awkward and she didn't want it anymore uncomfortable than it already was. Sure, they had gotten closer and they were now great friends, but the fact that they had to act like a couple was causing her to have mixed feelings.

She shared her thoughts, feelings, and soul to Syaoran when they were alone, but it was weird kissing and holding hands with him in front of people she didn't even know, when she couldn't even imagine doing it when they had privacy. It felt so wrong, but so right at the same time. It was something she just couldn't explain, and she wasn't sure she wanted an explanation. What if an explanation made her realize something, and everything she had thought she knew came crashing down?

Yet, even though she had thought she couldn't imagine being with him alone the same way she was with him in public, it had happened tonight on the elevator. In public, their kisses had been small, barely long enough to feel anything, but tonight...Sakura had been sure she felta spark. It was a mistake was what she kept telling herself, what Syaoran had told her. It was what she was supposed to think, but she couldn't help feeling like it should have happened. But she knew it was not the case, and besides a relationship was supposed to go both ways.

It hit her suddenly, that she liked Syaoran. Not just in the friends way, her feelings went deeper than that. Yet, it didn't matter what she felt. He didn't feel the same way…and why would he anyways? He liked Tomoyo.

It was so ironic how good he and Tomoyo would look together, Sakura mused. Two perfect people going out together. It would please them, and it would please the whole world. What did it matter the feelings of one person, if they rest of the world went the other way? She would merely get trampled on, even more than she already was. 'Those two were meant for each other,' she thought with pain in her heart.

"Sakura?"

"Huh?"

"I asked you if there was anything I could do for you? You just kind of zoned out."

Sakura looked at him, her expression unreadable, as if she couldn't see him at all. Why oh why did he have to care so much? It hurt more than words could express to know that he'd never care for her that way. "Sorry. No, it's okay, I'm fine. It's late…you should sleep, don't worry about me."

Syaoan still had a worried expression on his face, but in his tired state, he couldn't do much to protest. He had way too much on his mind and adding another one would make him explode. He cared about Sakura and was concerned, but it didn't seem serious, and it was probably just a mood swing that would go away soon. How wrong his was…because feelings didn't just disappear…

Sorry to disappoint anyone who thought that this chapter would have details of a more proper date…

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