The second thing I thought: damn, must keep track of my updates (I'm warning you, I'm slow, very slow.) I think a month is reasonable for making a chapter (last time, I had exams so it took me…let see…..three months? Okay, maybe I overdid it, sorry)
Oh, and did I mentioned that the fic took place in China?
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Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or Chobits, they rightfully belong to the talented CLAMP.
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
"Sakura"
She titled her head.
"Koko ni kinasai"
She was stunned at first, then slowly, smiled.
Chapter III – You found me! -
"No"
"hooeeee" Sakura whimpered (according to the book of human emotion and behavior) but he was firm over his decision. Even if his right arm was almost ripped off by her overwhelming strength in her iron grip, nothing would made him change his mind; bringing a persocom who didn't know anything to an important meeting, how preposterous. More importantly, if he showed a bad image of himself in front of the others, he might as well pack his bags and never show his heaven-sent face in this country again.
"No Sakura, you stay home. It's an order. Listen to your owner."
Of course, the persocom wouldn't have it his way and continued to pull his arm; he could feel the humerus giving in…… He had no strength left to pull his arm away, she took it all away last night with her persistent calls and he didn't found a way to shut her off or put her in sleep mode.
The front door opened but he paid no heed to it until a sing song voice caught him off guard……and in an embarrassing situation.
"My my…Syao-chan……already working your charm on it?" Blue eyes twinkled. From Eriol's view, Sakura was practically hugging Syaoran while one of his hand was on her shoulder (to push her off of course, but how could wicked-minded-full-of-plans Eriol know that). Tomoyo appeared fro behind and held back her laugh.
"No you moron, I was trying to pull her off. Shit, I can't feel my arm anymore!"
"Syao-chan, you meanie. All it wanted was to come to the company too, that isn't so bad." Eriol then turned around from the front seat and smiled "I'm sure its feeling very happy right now, right Sakura-chan?"
"Hn!" She then eyed all around her; according to her master, it's called a convertible car. C-A-R. She looked up from the seat and saw an ocean of blue with white fluffy cotton. Beside her, Tomoyo gushed on how kawaii she was.
"Shut your mouth Hiiragizawa, or I might consider throwing you out on the street."
Something then occurred to him and Syaoran diverted his eyes from the road for a moment "Hiiragizawa"
"Hmm?"
"Why are you referring Sakura as 'it'?"
"Would you prefer if I started to adjust to 'she' and 'her'?"
"well…"
"It's not like it cares on whatever you call it."
Syaoran noted on his quick change of tone. It was almost biting, not something that Eriol used. Even Sakura stayed quiet for a moment, before going back to her visual activity.
Unknown to both of them, Eriol's eyes trailed on them, noting their reactions before leaning back on his chair, looking satisfied.
The rest of the road was silent except for some random 'hoe' from Sakura when she saw something intriguing along the road.
"Stay here until we're finished, alright?" Syaoran pushed her down onto a seat and prevented her from getting up until she gave up.
"…"
"Don't look down Sakura-chan, the meeting won't last long. With Syaoran there, it won't be long till every one of 'em runs out of the meeting."
"Shut up" A glare was sent to the annoying man making him jump behind his girlfriend, laughing. He then turned toward Sakura "Be good and don't speak to strangers. Don't go anywhere either."
She smiled awkwardly, trying to assimilate the overflowing data.
"Li-san, the meeting is starting."
"Alright." He threw her one last look before continuing his way down the hallway followed by Eriol and Tomoyo.
Her smile dropped when her master disappeared around the corner and Sakura sighed. Her hand then hovered over the left side of her chest. What was this sensation that stirred this part of her body?
"Hey, you're waiting for someone?"
Her head tilted upward and saw a tall man approaching, holding a stack of paper. The man was probably in his late thirties and had short black hair. What was unusual was his no-eye face. (He had eyes, but they were closed, and he kept them close.)
"What's a young lady doing in Li Corp? There's no way a teen would be working here, M. Li is picky about his employees"
"…?"
"What's you name?"
She didn't respond so he decided to switch to his maternal language.
"Onamaewa…?"
Name…Syaoran thought her how to answer to that this morning…
"Sa..kura?"
"Okay, I'll have to ask you to leave. There are people who are gonna come and bring heavy furniture, they need all the space"
"…" She eyed him quizzically.
'Is she phlegmatic?' he thought, feeling sorry. (1)
"Alright alright, wait a sec." The man ran to the direction where Syaoran took off to earlier and came back empty handed. "Follow me. I'll bring you to another place until I figure out whom you're waiting for. Come on." He gently took hold of her arm and pulled her up. Sakura didn't show any resistance and followed, curiosity having the best of her right now.
They made a few turns before stopping in front of what seems to be his office. He quickly took out his ID card and swiped it in the machine. The door opened and they both entered. A brunette lady looked up from her work. Her right hand reached for her three month round belly and the other heaved her up from her chair.
"Yamazaki! What took you so long?"
"Ah, sorry Chiharu, I ran into this girl and she kinda needed my help. I think she's phlegmatic or something… she doesn't seem to understand anything I say."
Chiharu shot him a weird look and made her way toward them, her two childish pigtails bouncing as she goes. Being taller than Sakura, she bent down with little or much difficulty to meet her face.
"Umm…actually dear, I think that she's a persocom."
"Ehhh? Really? How can you say that? She doesn't look anywhere like them."
"I've been working with them long enough to tell the difference." Chiharu then smiled at Sakura. "Where's your owner little one?"
She returned the smile but didn't answer.
"That's odd. Seems like this one hasn't been formatted. I wonder who the owner is…"
"Who knows…what do you think we should do?" Yamazaki asked.
"Hmmm……" His wife fingered her chin thoughtfully… Sakura looked up to her and tilted her head on the side.
Laughing, the woman pulled the persocom into a hug "Awww, she's so cute! I'll look after her for the time being. Leave it to me. You can go back to work."
The man smiled fondly at his wife and gave her a peck on the cheek, which didn't go unnoticed by the third party, and headed for the door. "Don't overdo yourself, think about the baby!"
"Yes yes, now go. Li-sama will have your head if you're not back in five minutes."
He exited the room.
"…hoe?"
Chiharu laughed "How cute" she ushered her to one of the couch and sat to the opposite couch, resuming her work on little figurines. Angels…Battle Angels to be exact. (2)
In the meantime, the persocom took everything in the room into consideration.
The room was actually quite small, but had a warm feeling to it. The big window brought light into the office, and created a homey atmosphere. On the desk to her right, a rectangle tablet stood, back faced.
"Hmm?" Chiharu, who just checked on Sakura, reached out for the frame and took a look at it before showing it to her guest.
"It's a photo. It was taken a few years back on our wedding day. Gosh, I've been hanging around him for that long?" she released a merry laugh and Sakura examined her subtly.
Open your mouth, release short breath disguised as pleasant sounds. That's what it means to laugh. Can she do that too?
"So…I haven't caught your name yet. Can you tell me that?"
"Sakura."
"Sakura, how nice. It reminds me of my country."
Something clicked in Sakura's mind. "Japan?"
"That's right. I'm from Japan, so is my husband and many other workers here. Your creator must also be from there considering you understand pretty much what I say."
"Hus-band?"
"Yes. A soulmate, the one whom I love."
"love…" The word rolled off her tongue, adding a new word into her data bank.
"Do you love anyone Sakura-chan?"
Sakura
was bewildered by the sudden question. Although she didn't catch the
meaning of the word, she somehow knew the meaning behind it.
Her
mind searched for an adequate answer, compiling all the things she
learned until now. In a very rough japanese, Sakura spoke
"I'm……persocom."
The woman's brown eyes softened "Oh? Is that a reason to not like anyone?"
Sakura eyed her for a moment before dropping her head low and smiled shyly.
"Where the hell is she! I told her to sit put!"
"Huh, a persocom that disobeys orders, how interesting…" Eriol rubbed his chin with interest while Tomoyo looked around worriedly.
"Shut up Hiiragizawa."
"So……tell me Syaoran…" Eriol decided to be daring "…did you two begin a relation that I should be aware of?"
"I said shut up!" The CEO hit the wall with the side of his fist, releasing his anger, anger toward himself mostly.
"I'm just being curious…" Eriol prodded, amused. His mind already started to concoct one of his super-duper-evil plans.
"Shut the f—"
"Mister Li?"
They all turned toward Takashi Yamazaki, head director of Li Corp finance.
"What?" Irritated tone, fiery amber eyes and fists clenched. The man smiled nervously, wondering if he did well in intervening.
"Erm…I overheard your uh, conversation, and umm…I happen to know where she went…I mean, I moved her to another local because the new furniture were being moved in and the workers needed some space…"
Syaoran's muscles tensed and he strode to the front of the man, his presence imposing authority.
"I want her back."
"Of course sir, follow me."
The small group of four left the floor. The passersby who witnessed the event sighed and serenity took place once more. The pressure emitting from Li's aura disappeared as quick as it came.
With Syaoran on his feet, Yamazaki quickly swiped his card on the panel, opening the door to his office.
Syaoran went in first and his eyes landed on Sakura.
She was on lying on the couch, eyes closed, unmoving. He went to her side and shook her awake. No response.
He looked around the room for the responsible. The only one present was Chiharu Takashi who bit her lips.
"What did you do to her!"
"Nothing sir! She fell asleep!"
"Asleep my ass! Persocom don't sleep!"
"Well I don't know sir! I assure you that she shut herself off on her own! It's like a sleeping mode!"
"Sakura is unable to do that! She doesn't even know what it means to shut off!"
Sensing anger boiling inside of her, Chiharu slapped her hand down on the table "Maybe you know that there's more into her than being a simple persocom! I've spent the last thirty minutes to get to know her and I understood that much about her. How much time did you spend on her if not for your work? "
"You…you little…"
"Hoe?"
All heads turned toward the owner of the melodious voice. Sakura sat up and rubbed her eyes. When she noticed Syaoran's form bended over her, she smiled and jumped on him, making both of them fall on the floor. "Syao-ran…you found me!" She snuggled in his chest and widened her smile.
Chiharu, Yamazaki, Eriol, Tomoyo and even Syaoran fell under her charm and relaxed. She was like a fairy that unleashed magic 'happy' powder on those around her.
Chiharu, red from screaming and pregnancy, sat down. Her husband rushed by her side worriedly but she reassured him with a smile. She then diverted her attention back to Sakura "That's quite a treasure you got there Li-sama. Sakura is very unique……I believe that she's quite different from any other persocoms I've been with…"
Syaoran looked down on Sakura and met her eyes. He ran his fingers through her hair absent-mindedly. "Let's go Sakura"
"O-kay!"
He
was relieved that the time she spent here enlarged her vocabulary bank
and enabled her to say a few words. Nonetheless, she understood him
better now.
Seconds before he walked out, Syaoran paused for a moment "…If you are willing to continue guarding Sakura, I'll raise
your salary." It wasn't an apology, but it was as close as he could get.
"I'd be happy to take care of her, with or without a raise."
He refused to face her, but allowed his pride to slip away for a second. "Thank you."
"…sure."
Outside the office, Syaoran looked down on Sakura who looked up at him at the same time. She smiled again and he found himself lost into her eyes.
What power did this mere thing wield to keep him under her spell?
(1) phlegmatic: a person having or showing a slow and stolid temperament.
(2)Battle Angels: Did you guys saw Angelic Layers? Okay? Well let's just say those dolls were those angels.