Summary: Hubris (n): arrogance; a tragic flaw that leads to one's downfall. His downfall? Falling for the one girl that hated his guts. Or did she? SxS
Warning: May include irrelevant wackiness. And unexpected foul language (later on).
Hubris
Part I
By Simply dZ
SxS
"Your hair's ugly!" a little seven-year-old boy cried out.
"No it's not, Syaoran. You're lying! My mommy said that I have the prettiest hair in the world!" A little six-year-old girl said back, clutching her beautiful golden brown hair.
"Well, your mommy was lying, 'cause your hair's ugly!"
The girl began to pout, her eyes shiny with tears.
"Wait, no…" the boy said desperately, "look, Sakura…I…I'm…s-sor-"
He gave up, "well, it's ugly anyways."
The little girl began to cry.
The boy felt awkward and guilty. But he wasn't going to admit that. "Look, I'm going back to Hong Kong tomorrow…"
He knew she wouldn't care. She would probably be relieved.
But he whispered it anyways, "I hope you remember me…"
Eleven years passed, and the little girl forgot all about the little boy.
But the little boy didn't…after all, she was his first crush.
SxS
The Li Corporations was immense, spreading from New York to London to Paris to Hong Kong to Tokyo. The Li family was highly influential, and the heir was every girl's dream at the young age of 18.
The Kinomoto family worked side by side with the Li's. After all, they were Asia's most renowned catering service. They provided for every ball, every party and every brunch at every 5-star hotel, including the Li Hotels. The heiress to this grand business was 17, as fiery and stubborn as she was beautiful.
But the main headquarter of Li Corps lay at the center of Hong Kong, and the Kinomoto's at Tokyo. It was then no surprise that the two heirs to the two most esteemed businesses in Asia did not remember each other.
Or so everybody thought.
Because one heir did.
And the other soon will.
SxS
"Class, we have a new student with us. I expect you to treat him well." The teacher announced pompously, pushing up her black rectangular glasses in an arrogant manner.
And she had every right to be so proud. After all, she was the head teacher at the most prestigious school in the country, teaching a class full of next generation government officials and business tycoons.
"Everyone, please welcome Mr. Li."
Everyone gasped. A Li? As in the prestigious Li family? Would he possibly know Li Syaoran? Is he famous? Is he hot?
A figure stepped in slowly, his hair one brilliant and sexy mess, his eyes a pair of intense amber. His face held sharp angles that went perfectly with his beautiful features, and even through the school uniform, the outlines of muscle stood out. He was perfectly toned, just enough to look like he worked out, but not to the extent of bodybuilders. He was beautifully tanned, proudly announcing his great athletic prowess.
He had a cocky grin on his face, "hey all. I'm Li Syaoran. But I expect you all knew that."
The girls sighed happily in unison. Never mind that he was cocky. After all, he had the looks, he had the brains, and he had the riches…. And that all evened it out.
And this was the Li Syaoran. In their classroom. Today should be a national holiday…
"All right, Mr. Li. You can sit in the empty seat behind Ms. Kinomoto."
All the girls were jealous, but none complained. No one could hate Kinomoto Sakura. She was kind and everybody loved her. Especially the boys. After all, she was like an exotic beauty. She had soft golden brown hair and almond-shaped emerald green eyes. Her long eyelashes curled out naturally like none other's could. Her body was perfect, curvaceous, even. She, like Li, was a light golden brown from the hours of playing under the sun.
And plus, she was the heiress to the famous Kinomoto Company. Connections were important in this school.
Syaoran walked slowly toward the back, basking in the golden rays of admiration. He sat down arrogantly in the last seat, still cockily grinning.
He leaned in, so close that he could smell her pleasant smell and feel her soft hair tickling his lips. He smirked.
"Hello, Kinomoto Sakura…chan (1)."
Sakura instantly turned around. His nose was centimeters away from hers.
"How do you know my name?" she felt confused. She had never told him her name. The teacher hadn't, either.
He smirked. She didn't like that smirk. She didn't like the close proximity, either.
"You don't remember me?" he whispered.
She felt even more confused. Her eyebrows furrowed in concentration. He took that as a no.
"No? I'm hurt. Really." And he was. But he chose not to show that. "You have ugly hair. Does that ring a bell?"
Sakura's mind whooshed through the past, trying to find any pieces of recollection. And she did, "YOU! IT'S YOU!"
"Ms. Kinomoto. Do you have any problems with our curriculum? If so, then voice your complaints to the principle. I expect you to maintain your respect and quiet throughout class."
"No ma'am. I'm sorry."
Syaoran could see the red tinge already forming on Sakura's cheek. Really, he never meant to do it on purpose. He never expected that kind of reaction out of her…ok, yes he did. He just loved teasing her too much. He loved seeing her embarrassed and he loved the sensation of watching her face flush, it was so cute. It was exactly the same as before, never mind that it was so many years ago…
He smirked and leaned back contently in his chair.
I hate you Li Syaoran. Sakura was wishing dearly that telepathy existed.
Love you too, Sakura.
TBCSxS
Freaky telepathy going on there, huh xD
Well, why not? I think this is going to be humor, too. It's a delicious plot, I really like it.
And I just realized that Paris Hilton was an heiress. I never made that connection…Hilton…Hilton hotel…I always thought she was just another Hollywood celebrity. BUT the fact that Syaoran's family heads hotels is gonna come in helpful. I think.
Yay. Faithful reviewers, please review. Please…and thank you! After all, sharing is caring. And you are sharing your caring xD
Ahh…I crack myself up…x3
(1) The suffix "-chan" is very informal, and is reserved for friends. Syaoran did it on purpose to freak Sakura out. :)
