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Chapter TwoWeak

Sakura made her way backstage after giving a vivaciously addictive performance. Tomoyo gave her thumbs up. "See! Now, if I hadn't have made that costume for you, then I don't think the boys would have cheered as loud."

Sakura rolled her eyes. "Tomoyo please. The boys would be cheering if I wore my underwear out on stage. They don't give a damn what I'm wearing."

The girls giggled all the way to her dressing room. The two were surprised to find people talking inside. Kaho smiled brightly when Sakura opened the door. "Here she is! Our star!"

Tomoyo's mouth dropped wide open. "Holy shit!" slipped out of her mouth. Sakura cut a glare at her before returning her gaze to the asshole in front of her. There stood at 6'3", lovely tossed brown hair, killer bronze eyes, and navy uniform, Li Syaoran.

"What the fuck!" Sakura screamed at Kaho, completely ignoring her ex-boyfriend. Kaho let a sweat drop. "Remember how I said we're going to be working with the best in the business? Well…here it is."

Li stood in silence, admiring Sakura's face. It wasn't how he remembered it. Her eyes were intense green instead of the goldish brown mixture that looked like green. Her skin was still flawless, body still perfect in every aspect of the word. Her personality, her vibe…it was completely off. She wasn't the shy, sweet, innocent teen he once remembered. She was a cold, fierce wanton animal.

Ieran looked at her son who was lost in thought. If it weren't for the awkward situation, she would have smiled. 'Yes, young Sakura has really blossomed.'

Kaho tried to tranquil the situation by explaining Sakura's contract and what was going to happen over the next year, but it went through everyone's ears and out the other. Before long, Sakura snapped out of her rantful trance.

"Everyone, may I have moment with my new boss please?" Sakura demanded. Tomoyo took Kaho's hand before she had a chance to protest. Ieran walked up to Sakura giving her a hug. Sakura softened a moment returning her hug.

"Hello Ieran." Ieran smirked. She was surprised Sakura remembered she hated formalities. "Hello darling." Ieran released and made her way out the door, closing it behind her.

Luckily, the room was sound proof. Sakura marched right over to Syaoran and slapped him, making his head jerk to the side. It didn't satisfy her because she knew he could have blocked it if he wanted to.

Li smirked, touching his cheek as if she had kissed him. "I'm not sure I deserved that." Sakura slapped him again. He chuckled. "I may have deserved that." "You deserve a lot more than that you self-righteous ass. How dare you!"

If she hadn't had the arrogant pride, she would have cried. Syaoran kept a hard face on. "If you're done being a little bitch, maybe we can get down to business." "We have NO business!" she spat, stopping any sentences he had after the first one.

"Fine, have it your way. I look forward to breaking you down piece by piece. Give a month and no one will even by a bootleg of you. Your name will be non-existent." He smiled coolly.

Sakura thought about her options. It was true. With the Li reputation, her fame would be thrown back at her within record time. It made sense to just sign on to the Dragon Sound record company, have them get her Grammies, then drop their asses.

But then again, Sakura never had brains in the "sense" department. "You can take that proposal….and wipe your ass with it. I'm not your fucking rug. Not anymore." Not giving him the satisfaction of having the last word, she walked out of her dressing room, passing her best friend, manager, and Ieran on the way without looking back. She got into her limo and pulled off.

Ieran walked into Sakura's dressing room. "What did you say to her Syaoran!" Li sighed. No matter what the situation, his mother always chose the other person's side. "Nothing. Sakura always has been an unreasonable brat."

"Then I guess that makes two of you. Must I do everything myself?" Ieran through her hands up in the air and called for a car. When it pulled up, she got in, getting Sakura's address from Tomoyo.

---Sakura's loft.---

Sakura sighed from her studio loft in one of the most expensive hotels in Hong Kong. She stared out upon the beautiful city from the skylights, wishing she could just disappear.

Life wasn't fair. Never was, never is, never will be. "Just when I'm reaching the top." She muttered. Why was Syaoran here? It was obvious he had a secret agenda other than making money. He was out to ruin her. Just for his sick twisted fun.

Her cell phone rang, she answered without thought. "Yes?"

Ma'am, this is the desk clerk down here in the lobby. There is a woman by the name of Li Ieran here to see you.

Sakura paused, debating on what to do with her. She wanted to be alone. Then again, Ieran has been nothing but kind to her ever since they'd been introduced. It was sort of nice having a mother.

Miss Kinomoto? Should I send her away? The desk clerk called. Sakura took a breath. "No, send her up." She pressed the end button on her cell phone, and waited to see her guest.

o0o

Ieran reached room 3452 in two minutes. Sakura opened the door and welcomed her with open arms and a bright smile. She returned it, stepping in, taking a seat in the living room.

"So, darling. Why did you thunder out of your dressing room? I know the part about it being my son's fault." Ieran smiled, cutting to the chase. Sakura exhaled, flopping down on the expensive futon.

"Why did I love your son Ieran?" She asked rhetorically. Ieran shrugged. "Because the heart doesn't think. It feels. I know it's the traditional cliché to never mix business with pleasure, but we can take you to the top Sakura, under any title you want."

Sakura shook her head. "I can't work for him. Being under him is nerve wrecking. He'll be manipulating, unreasonable, arrogant…" "He's engaged Sakura." Ieran cut off. Sakura gasped, and Ieran mentally hit herself, not thinking that Syaoran would have kept that from his ex-girlfriend.

'Of course he would.' Ieran stood. "Let's go out on the balcony darling." Holding out her hand, she waited on Sakura who hesitantly took it. She guided the young lady outside and sat on the ledge with her.

"Look at the beautiful city. Millions of people in the wonderful world of China. Inside and outside this country, you'll find fortune, fame, love, and the respect you so desire. But you can't do that with useless burdens on your heart." Ieran admonished.

Sakura looked towards the moon. "Who's he getting married to?" Ieran looked down. "To Meiling. They marry this late summer. Five months from now."

A million questions ran through her mind. Most of them would be have to be answered by Li Syaoran. 'So he's getting married.' With a heavy heart, she took a final nod. "I'll do it."

"Do what?" Ieran asked. Sakura continued to stare out at the stars, wishing she could be one of them. "I'll sign onto his label." 'And he'll pay for it, every day of his life.'

---Dragon Sound Productions Studio---

Sakura sat outside the recording room; fiddling with a song she couldn't make work all day. It was a hit in her mind, but she couldn't bring it to life. Tomoyo came in, pissed off.

"What's wrong sunshine?" Sakura asked jokingly. Tomoyo scoffed. "More like rain." "Come on. Sit." She patted the seat next to her. "What happened?" Tomoyo blew out a snort.

"Eriol came back into town, and he was completely…I don't know." Sakura shook her head understanding. Men were amazing. Amazingly stupid.

"Who's Eriol? Do I know him?"

"He's a navy pilot. I met him a while back. Right after graduation and he's good friends with Li."

"Huh." Sakura said. How come she didn't know about Tomyo and her first lover! This was something beyond huge. It was beyond huge because she hadn't told her best friend. Tomoyo always assumed it was Syaoran.

Tomoyo went on to explain. He talks this shit about us taking things slow for a while since so much time has past between us."

"Makes sense." Sakura lied, tensing up. Tomoyo shrugged. "It just that…I get so…weak around this guy you know? I miss him."

'Weak…' Sakura meditated on the word for a while, flipping over to a new sheet of paper. Handing it to Tomoyo who read, giving a smile. "How you've managed to do that in two seconds is amazing. Keep writing like this and you won't be the man slayer."

Sakura raised an eyebrow. "I'll also be out of a job. My voice goes on anger remember." Tomoyo thought. "Yea, about that. Let's take that song in the recording studio. No one's here."

Sakura stared at the recording booth in fright. "No, Tomoyo I couldn't." Tomoyo rolled her eyes and took her wrist, pulling her up. Opening the doors to the recording station, she pushed Sakura in the room and went into the other.

Sakura took a deep and put on the headphones. "Tomoyo, really. This is a bad idea. Plus, you don't really know how to work the equipment. What if you break something?"

Tomoyo's voice came through the speaker. "I've watched Kaho a million times. Now. When I give the signal, which will be 'go' start singing. Bad, good. This is just practice….GO."

Sakura closed her eyes listening to the silence.

I get so weak in the knees
I can hardly speak

I loose all control
then something takes over me

Sakura stopped. Her voice sounded cracked and out of tune. "No. Tomoyo. No. this isn't going to work for me. Let's just leave." Tomoyo tried to calm Sakura down before she broke out in hives. "SAKURA. CALM DOWN. Just take a deep breath, clear your mind and try again. Nothing's being recorded, I promise. Pretend we're in my room.

Sakura nodded, whipping a single tear away. She got control of her panic attack and started over.

I don't know what it is that you've done to me.

But it's caused me to act in such a crazy way.

What ever it is that you do when cha do what you're doing,

It's a feeling that I want to stay

Cause my heart starts beating triple time,

With thoughts of loving you on my mind

I can't figure out just what to do,

When the cause and cure is you…

I get so weak in the knees
I can hardly speak


I loose all control
then something takes over me


In a daze,
your loves so a-mazing


It's not a phase


I want you to stay with me
by my side,


I'll swallow my pride


Your love is so sweet
it knocks me right off of my feet (Ohhh! Off my feet!)

Can't explain why your loving makes me weak.

o0o

Li and some other clients were in the room across the hall, discussing the agenda and contracts for the night. "Okay, let's regroup around seven and…" He trailed off at hearing someone sing.

At first, he excused it, thinking it was the janitor Ms. Bailey who still thought she could sing after twenty years. But then, the song started over, sounding completely different. Beautiful. In a familiar voice.

Meiling stood next to him in pure envy. "And who is that?" She asked with attitude. Syaoran was lost in thought. "I'm not sure…" 'That can't be Sakura…can it?'

Walking out the door and across the hall, he spotted Tomoyo into the recording room, listening to Sakura sing acapella with a genuine smile on her face. Sakura continued to sing in recording room, her voice flowing like water.

Tomoyo gasped, jumping from the intrusion. "Li, I'm sorry..." Sakura heard Li's voice and her voice cracked. She grabbed her throat stopping immediately. 'Oh god…no.' She walked out of the recording to see two of her nightmares in the same room.

Li stood, practically yelling at Tomoyo about messing with expensive equipment and how she had neither the money nor the voice to pay for it if anything were damaged. Meiling stood next to Li, arms crossed, scowling to emphasize his point.

"Hey, fuck off!" Sakura yelled in Tomoyo's defense. "She didn't break anything, and if she did my salary pays more than enough to cover and damages. I know, I checked."

Tomoyo sucked up a tear, trying not to cry. "I'm very sorry. Since Sakura was going to be working here I didn't think..." "No, you DIDN'T think." Meiling cut her off. Tomoyo brushed past them, excusing herself out the room.

Sakura found herself trapped. Meiling and Li were both standing in between her, and her way out. Li Syaoran cleared his throat. "I believe everyone knows each other here." Sakura gave a fallacious smirk.

"No Li, why don't you introduce me to your fiancé?" Li stared at her, wondering how she found out. Then he frowned. 'Mother..' Meiling however, gave the brightest fake smile ever.

"Sakura, wow it's been a long time. So will you be attending the wedding?" she asked a bit too sweetly. Sakura sucked her teeth, not breaking eye contact with Li. "No thank you. Funerals make me cry. I'll send my condolences though."

Pushing past the two, she got her purse from off the chair, running down the stairs.

o0o

Li broke out of Meiling's hug. "Do you have to rub it in her face!" he yelled. Meiling scowled. "That wench had it coming. Just who does she think she is!" "She's MY paycheck and your day at the damn spa Meiling! Can we try to be grown ups!"

He sighed. Li was tired of fighting with Sakura and didn't want to be the pacifier between her and his fiancé. What happened in high school was a while go. Sakura needed to move on, and so did he.

'I'll talk to her.' He thought.

o0o

"THAT NO GOOD, PIGTAILED RAT!" Sakura had a tantrum, throwing anything she could pick up.

"The audacity of that asshole for treating Tomoyo like that!" She threw a 700$ vase from Venice off the balcony. She continued to rant and stomp, not caring who heard. She had paid for the whole floor.

--o0o—

Syaoran stepped out the car, moving just in time before the vase came shattering down behind him. He looked at in question, and then heard the screaming. 'Sakura...'

-o0o-

Sakura answered her cell phone, taking a break from her constructional workout.

"Hello?"

Open the door. Syaoran's voice demanded, before hanging up. Sakura glanced at the door, and then threw another priceless object at it.

"It's OPEN JACKASS!"

Syaoran came through the door, deeply pissed at the huge mess she made. "Are you serious! We have to pay for this shit!" Sakura smirked, half relieved. For a second, she thought would.

"Well it serves your ass right. How dare you!" She screeched, meaning the incident with Tomoyo.

Syaoran rolled his eyes heaven ward. How could he deal with her! "She was tampering with things that didn't belong to her!" Sakura raised an eyebrow. "Don't even try it. You were just plain rude and wrong to yell at her like that. After all we were all friends at SOME point in history."

Syaoran his hands through his hair. "Look, speaking of history, whatever we had in the past...I'm sorry. I know I was wrong to be with Meiling when we were together."

Sakura just sighed. Looking out towards China, she remembered what Ieran said. "No you aren't Li. Otherwise you wouldn't have done it. Did. did you love me at back then?" She just had to ask. One of the million questions that needed to be asked.

Syaoran walked towards the skylight, leaning on the glass doorframe. "Yes, if that means anything. But when I did what I did…it was a mistake. Every relationship has them."

Sakura teared. "As far as I know, she's still with us." Li smirked. The one thing he always loved/ hated about Sakura was her smart mouth. The things she could do with those lips almost made him want to take a trip back down memory lane, heading to her bedroom.

Pulling himself together, Syaoran faced her. "I'll apologize to Tomoyo. In the meantime, how about dinner, with a friend." Sakura looked around the room. 'Forget about the mess.'

"None of my friends are here, so I guess you'll do." Li smiled, knowing she was back to being somewhat normal. "I'm so hurt cherry blossom." Sakura tensed at hearing his old nickname for her.

She paled. "Not yet…you haven't earned it." Li's heart broke. For some reason he felt a little resentment towards that. He didn't feel he should have to earn what was his in the first place. But to respect her feelings he nodded, extending his arm out. 'It'll be mines again…soon enough.'

Sakura took his arm in her own, and they headed to dinner, all the while, her hearts doing twists and turns. 'What are you doing Syaoran?'

A/n: Wow. So is Li trying to make her, or break her? No one knows…well, not no one. I know. Um, please read and review and that entire good natured stuff people talk about! I'll update as soon as I can!

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