Author: Five Black Roses

Rating: PG-13 (just to be sure)

Title: The wedding Planner

Chapter 1

In Which Xiao Lang declares his incredulity in love

Love? Bah! For the love of Kami-sama, don't come to me with that kind of stupidities. Love is a simple myth. A 'feeling' created by people to justify their lusty world. A very lame excuse to take on their most low felt passions. I have never met someone who doesn't love without asking anything in change. And isn't love supposed to be unselfish? So many contradictions…you would think the assho's would see them and stop believing in the pathetic illusion…but no! They simply say that love is contradictory and they go on with their g-damned lives. ¿Who understands them? Certainly I don't. I am so sorry for the people who still believe in the three word phrase… It is just so superficial…like me! That's why I don't trust it. I don't even understand why people trust me ¬¬. Take me as a guy who simply sees reality in the face. That's it…then it won't sound so…vulgar (for lack of a better word). Of course I've said that three worded phrase thousands of times, but I have never meant it once in my whole life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, it sounds so terribly cold from my part, but think about it. Doesn't it make sense once you chew it over?

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I was walking to school; the car was in the intense process of a new paint job, so I got to school in different way than usual. I have to say that almost all the chick's gazes were on me. They are so easy then make me want to barf. But I couldn't show it. Not the heir to the fortune of the Li clan. I charmed them with the smile I like to refer as 'absurd'. It confuses them; they cannot take a hint of rejection… Whatever, I got there and opened the door of the cafeteria. There was a sudden silence while everybody turned to look at me. I could detect some blushes. Kami-sama, they were so silly they made me want to burst out laughing, but instead I dedicated them a lame wink. They burst into unwanted giggles. I inwardly rolled my eyes.

High School is a boarding school, but I refused to live on campus. I said that I had my rights being the Li heir and that everybody needed some privacy. I would be early to class and would never miss any homework, so what was their excuse? They didn't have an objection when I was finished with them. I wanted to have my own place because of different reasons. The most important one was that I just don't seem to get along with my 'peers'. The only damn thing they're interested in is sex, sex, sex and the different chicks they screw every night. Whatever…I'm beyond that. I got there and bought some breakfast. I'm not that good of a chef, and I was really hungry after my walk to school from my apartment. I put my tray in an empty table and settled in. I observed the doors and saw how she arrived. She was glorious. Her red hair was up in a ponytail, with rebellious curls that refused to stay in place and framed her face exquisitely. Her blue eyes twinkled like dawn itself, her glorious figure showing to perfection in a diminutive skirt that hugged those hips…that didn't leave anything to your damn imagination. A blouse equally as 'sexy' (I suppose she thought she was), and some high black boots that made me wonder how the hell she managed to walk (and swagger like that!) and still be alive. She was practically in a guy's lap, giggling unmercifully. She had the word 'WHORE' printed clearly in her head front in an ink so bright a shade of red that almost matched her totally false color of dyed hair. Her color of eyes was almost as false…what people would do these days to have their eyes another shade… Her high pitched voice was pure torture for me. It was like nails scraping a blackboard unmercifully. I was really asking myself how come I had born her all this time without killing her.

Yes siree…you guessed right. This is my charming, adorable, breathtaking (NOT), loved (HA), girlfriend. She walked towards me with a feline grace that seduced me and drove me beyond insanity (I guess that's what she wanted to do, but when she fell down it didn't help much to better my hysterics fit). Her eyelids were going up and down so rapidly that I was surprised. I didn't know that someone could blink so fast! Man!! That chick was a record beater!

But suddenly I wasn't hungry. Quite the opposite. I wanted to go to the john and relieve myself from what I had just eaten. Such was the baffling effect she had on me.

I didn't want to talk with Leigh Anne. Too late…

"Hello my little wolf." She said, tracing my back with her finger. I shivered at her touch, totally repulsed. But she took it the wrong way. How can you take that shiver to be of pleasure? Kami-sama, talking about DENSE people… And since when I was of her property? Argh, that's disgusting to think of.

"Leigh Anne, I'm getting the hell outta here." I said huskily, trying with all my might to keep quiet and not shout.

She giggled. She giggled! How disgusting can she get? "I'll go with you, little wolf." ARGHH…that voice.

"No." I stated simply, staring at her with hatred…and she still didn't understand! I got up and threw away what was left of my breakfast. My hand was on the door when I once again heard that voice.

"Does this mean that we broke up?" She called.

KAMI-SAMA!!! HOW DENSE!!!!!!!

I got the hell out of there.

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I walked home with a slow pace, totally sucked up in my thoughts. Everything was weird…in a way, saying it out loud.

I was (again) free. Wow, it felt great. But I was still surprised at the sudden (well, not so sudden) change I had had. Looking at her in the morning had only brought me total repulsion. It had reminded me of the type of woman she was.

One of the lowest type…

She didn't have self-respect. She was so desperate to be popular that she would do anything…even giggle seated in some strange guy's lap and screwing another stranger. Winning herself the well deserved reputation of being a slut.

I could have chosen anybody else, but I had been stuck with Leigh Anne. Kami-sama, what was wrong with the world?!

Well, it was to admit that it had not been entirely my fault. Mother had been pressuring me about having to be betrothed soon to a respectable woman, but she didn't take on count my opinion. She pressured me so much that I got sick of it. I schemed against her to make her have a tantrum fit to break a record. So I made the selection of the one who was to be my betrothed. I had met Leigh Anne in a party the day before and I knew that Mother would die before accepting her as part of the family, so I chose her. She would pay for all the awkward and embarrassing moments she had made me pass through while 'searching for my soul mate'.

And the rest is history…

I kicked a rock and closed my eyes for a second. Well, some moments of freedom would do me well. I was tired of being with one woman.

…then why did I feel so empty?...

I didn't have anything to do with Leigh Anne, of that I was sure, but I wasn't sure exactly what caused it. This was not the first time it happened. Always when I broke up with some girl this feeling would be there. And I was fed up with it! I was tired of feeling like a total loser stranded in the middle of nowhere! It was this sneaking feeling that came out of nowhere. And thinking about it…it wasn't only when he broke up with some girl. It was always there. That was why I was so miserable. But what could I do? NOTHING…was I turning out…ahem…strange in my ways?

NEVER!

I shivered at the thought.

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"You've got mail!" Repeated the electronic voice monotonously that got me out of my sweet dream land where I danced in a pink tutu and white leggings, dancing to the tune of the Nutcracker… Kami-sama! I shook my head fiercely. Thank God for reality…although I looked great in pink…

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH ME?"

I got out of bed and checked the watch. Two o'clock in the afternoon. Not bad for a Saturday. Not bad at all. I opened the web page and saw from who the mail was. I was pleasantly surprised to find out that Tomoyo Daidouji was the writer. I smiled mischievously, remembering Tomoyo. Nice girl…also known as my cousin XD. We had been writing to each other constantly, but it had been two months since I had had some word from her. Well, whatever, the point is I read the mail.

My Dear Xiao Lang,

I hope that you are well. You don't even imagine where I have been these two months! This trip brought me the old times back!

That explained the lack of correspondence.

Remember Tomoeda? Kami-sama, it had been such a long time since I had been there! Everything is so different and yet…so the same…I know I don't sound coherent, but you would understand me if you went there. Guess who I met there?! At the beginning I didn't believe it, but yes. Remember the girl he had some classes with? The one I was so cruel to? I wonder how is it that I recognized her. Kami-sama knows I have good memory for the faces of my friends, but this girl wasn't exactly a…friend. But looking at it in a certain way, those pair of green orbs are unmistakable. I was walking through the park (remember the one with the penguin? It still is so kawaii!) when I found myself confronted with this beautiful and heart wrenching scene. Cherry blossoms were falling down, and sitting under one of these trees was a woman, weeping silently and bitterly. Suddenly, she brought one of the cherry blossoms to her lips and kissed it! Kissed it! Who would dare…who would have the courage to do that these days? Just when she did that I suddenly started to cry. Everything was so beautiful and…bitter…and…and…so kawaii!

I just sweat dropped at my cousin's form of reasoning. Only she would think that someone crying was kawaii…I understood about the petals…but the crying…

I caught my breath sharply. I did understand about the petals… I honestly and truly to God did. The realization hit me hard.

I closed my eyes and felt how that girl felt. I did understand her.

Besides, you know how sentimental I am, so I just couldn't help it! That's when she spotted me and she got up hurriedly. I saw her face fully and something inside me snapped in recognition. Those eyes…although red from the tears, were serene and trusting, and…profound. Just like a pair of emeralds I daresay. Then those soft factions…and that amber hair that brushed her hips…of course, when we were little she didn't wear it so long…but everything was just the same! Of course, now she's…slender, and pretty…and…she's not the same…but she's just as innocent as before! She gazed at me with those pretty green eyes of hers and it seems that she recognizes me and runs…and embraces me! Can you believe it? Hug me! Me, the person who had made her life a living hell…who had insulted her and been cruel to her for being…well…plump. Then she told me that she was so happy to see me and that it had been such a long time since the last time we had met…and I just looked at her totally dazed. How was it possible that she received me in this way? As if we were…friends. It surprised me so much that I didn't talk for about two hours! Of course, the time I was there we talked constantly…actually we were not separated one minute. I still can't believe that I was so cruel to someone so sweet! She is so kawaii! We have become such good friends! You wouldn't believe it Xiao Lang! Actually, such good friends we have become that I have decided to go and live at Tomoeda again! Can you believe it??? Everything is just soooo kawaii!!! I am here in Seattle, packing away, and I wrote because I wanted you to be the first to know! You know I am so fond of you Xiao Lang. I am so excited! It is just so kawaii!!!!!!! Kawaii, kawaii, kawaii, kawaii, kawaii, kawaii…

(AN: some 1874573 kawaii's after…)

Love,

Tommy

PS: How is everybody there in Hong Kong?

I was anxious to know who Tomoyo was talking about. I checked her status and saw that she was online. So I typed away.

Who are you talking about? You never mentioned the name in the mail.

The answer wasn't to be waited upon. It came almost at once. It was obvious that Tomoyo was willing to talk.

Why, Ying Fa of course. Who else would kiss cherry blossoms?

I looked at her message, puzzled. Then realization dawned on me. Tomoeda was in Japan. Ying Fa in Japanese was…Sakura.

AN: SO, what do you think? Eh, eh, eh? Did you like it? Eh, eh, eh? You will review won't you? author makes a very pathetic looking sad puppy face. So, I'm bad at convincing…I just need some practice… ¬¬. If you want another chapter you better reviews peeps! If you don't review you can 'say goodbye to your sweetheart' MUAHAHAHAHAHA. All right, that proves it. Too much of Little Mermaid for you young lady!!! o.O Well, as I said…review…or I will delete this story…muahahahahahaha. That's called blackmail you ppl!!! (Or at least a very pathetic shot at it…. ¬¬.) Ooookay…maybe something's wrong with me… I'll make a deal with you guyz…what about if you review and I'll go visit a shrink for a change? Ain't that a good idea? Eh, eh, eh? You guyz heard me? Eh, eh, eh?

Well peeps, it hurts me so much, but I have to leave you guys. I've got an appointment with a shrink and you some reviews to write!!! Or else…(that's a threat, got it? Eh, eh, eh?) That settles it…I've got the 'Donkey of Shrek syndrome'!

OH, I ALMOST FORGOT!!!! The idea of kissing flowers was borrowed from bebedoll in the fanfic of "Gossip". U guyz!! Read that fanfic!!! It just is, like, so great!!!!! LOL (Okay, this was the commercial section… ¬¬)

MESSAGE TO BEBEDOLL (if she's reading this, which I doubt ¬¬): SEE! I made promotion to your fic! Don't hate me!!! I just borrowed to idea!!! After all, it is better to ask for forgiveness instead of permission… O

I'm outta here!!!

Peace out…

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