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English is not my first language, so forgive me if I make mistakes…

Summary: On Syaoran's birthday, he receives a persocom that can only say 'hoe'. He decides to teach it to handle business, proper language, everything to make it his perfect personal secretary…he was surprised, when in return, it teaches him about love and feelings that he had long forgotten…

-Someone Just for Me-
by Rinslet

Absent-mindedly, Syaoran approached and almost jumped when she opened her eyes.

Calm and lifeless emerald eyes met his fiery amber ones.

"Hoe?"

Chapter II – Come here –

It took him a moment to acknowledge the foreign word.

"What?"

"Hoe?"

She stood up and tilted her head on the side. She looked no more than 18, perhaps even 20, he couldn't tell. She was beauty beyond divine and her eyes captured him the most. There was only one problem though…

Eriol scratched his head shyly "Aww, man, no need to thank me. I went to great length to get her, but for you man, it's okay. And also…"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HIIRAGIZAWA?"

Eriol blinked.

Syaoran's hand found his way to his friend's collar and pulled at it viciously. "Are you nuts! Buying a girl off the street and send it to me like she was some kind of whore!"
The blue-eyed man raised his hands in defense "Waaaa man. I haven't explained yet!"

The grip loosened and Eriol was pushed back.

"Eriol!" Tomoyo's soothing hands circled his head. For a moment, she eyed him resently before Eriol cut in. "Hey hey, I ain't a slave trader. That girl is a persocom."

WHAT?

HOW?

BUT LOOK AT HER EARS!

Murmurs and whispers traveled around the crowd as they all eyed the immobile figure.
True enough, her ears were rounded and no wires were connected to them. Her skin was fair, too fair perhaps, but had a faint taint of pink that a human would feel creep up to their skin if being in the center of attention.

"Look at her eyes.." Eriol prodded.

The Chinese man approached and tipped her chin up.

"Hoe?"

Syaoran never was really good at reading people, but he could tell that no one could ever decipher her emotions through her eyes, for she had none. Though captivating, her eyes were dull and empty, no flicker of life could be sustained in those orbs.

"I…see" his grip on her chin loosened.

"I've never seen a something quite like it. When I saw it at the convention, I immediately bought it." Eriol stated.

"What convention?"

His hand traveled forth and back unworriedly "Oh, they were selling stuff of the old Clow. After his death, his fortune was left without an owner so they decided to sell off his stock to those who wanted it. And I happen to know that you are a big fan of him, so I went there and got you a nice gift." He patted the persocom's head.
"This was Clow's last work before he died (or so they said). They said its name was Sakura."

"Sakura?"

"Yup, or Ying Fa in Chinese if you prefer. Her name stands for the cherry blossom which I heard were quite pretty in Japan."

Syaoran approached and upon recognizing her new owner, Sakura smiled.

Pretty indeed.

Balancing books and documents in one hand, searching for the key of his apartment with the other, Syaoran muttered a curse as he searched through numerous pockets. He then remembered his newly-acquired comrade and turned toward it.

"Hold this"

Without wait, he dropped everything in its arms.

"Hooeeeeee!" The impact made her shift from side to side to keep balance.

"Get used to it. You're gonna become my personal secretary someday"

Finally, he inserted the metallic object into the keyhole and opened the door. He then took the whole thing and brought it inside, dropping everything on the table of the living room.

Following closely was the wide eyes persocom who contemplated his home.

Though spacious the living room was almost empty and felt no sense of welcoming to it, typical for a workaholic kind of person with no life of his own. All his life work and money went to the Li name. He was bound to its dominance. Not that he cared though. Everything he always wanted, he got it. A bedmate companion wasn't a problem either; half the female population couldn't stay passive when he walks by them (though he knows that they were really looking at his money with those adorable eyes).

"Help me regroup these folios according to their colors"

Sakura raised an eyebrow.

Syaoran was surprised by her simple act. It almost seemed…cute. He reminded himself that she wasn't real, but even though knowing that, he found it rather more intriguing. She was there, living, moving and with a brain (even if it was a square inch chip) but she was artificial and wasn't supposed to know of these human reflexes.
Clow truly was a genius.

"Look." He demonstrated by piling the blue folders together and separating it from the others.
She mimicked him and soon, seven piles were neatly rearranged.

It was 24:03.

"Got it? You stay here in the lounge. I'm going to bed." He doubted that she understood what he said, but he walked away from her anyway. Tomorrow, a meeting with a foreign CEO was scheduled in the morning; he can't afford to be in a state of semi-consciousness.

"hoe…." Her soft voice faltered and hinted loneliness.

'Screw that…persocom doesn't feel loneliness.' He thought.

He left the door slightly ajar to keep an eye on her and didn't bother to change as he lay down on the bed. From his position, he could see Sakura still standing in the lounge, looking toward his direction. The light was left open.

"Shut yourself down for the moment Sakura. Reactivate when I'll call you."

"Hoe?"

He sighed and turned to the other side of his bed to hide her from his sight. There was no way in hell was he going to let her stay in the same room as he was. Hell, she was hot, but her innocence would make him feel uncomfortable. He turned again and saw Sakura unmoving.

The heck with it, he can't stand her gaze anymore. Might as well at least let Sakura stand in the corner of the room where the darkness would block her cool gaze.

"Sakura"

She titled her head.

"Koko ni kinasai" (Come here)

She was stunned at first, then slowly, smiled.

A/N: sorry for the long delay. I was very lazy…

I'm kinda disappointed with this chapter. I'll probably re-edit it in the future…maybe.

Plz read and review!

Rinslet