Hi! I told you that there would be more Syaoran, and so here it is: a WHOLE chapter dedicated to him, lol. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 3: Too Much Spare Time.

(Saturday)

Syaoran Li woke up with the bleary morning light shining through his curtains. Across his room were scattered clothes, some he recognised as he own from the previous nigh, others unfamiliar women's clothing. He sat up, stretching and turning to see a woman in his bed. A woman whose name he couldn't remember, and whose face didn't seem as pretty to him as it apparently did the previous night.

Groaning, he ran his hand through his unruly brown hair. He got up, moving the white bed sheets aside. His memories slowly came back to him.

' The bar...' he thought. Last night he had gone to a bar to unwind and have fun. And of course, being the sex-god he was, he had managed to pick up a girl, and get a few phone numbers in the process. Only problem was he was too drunk to realise what the hell he was doing half the time. So now he was left with a hangover-stricken Saturday, and the problem of a average looking girl lying naked in his bed.

He searched around the room for his clothes. They were all over the place, so they must have been quite passionate. 'Just wish I could remember it...' Syaoran smirked. He was glad that this was a hotel room in a way, because he could just ditch the girl rather than face the embarrassment of having her wake up and him not being able to remember her name. Silently he put his layers back on: boxers, jeans, Ralph Lauren shirt... and then after quickly splashing his face with water and soap, rinsing his mouth with toothpaste and spraying on some deodorant, he gathered whatever else he had brought with him, and left.

Guiltless.

He had done it before. It was normal for him to leave girls in the hotel room. He just didn't like the whole confrontation-thing after sex.

When he reached the hotel reception, he came over towards the desk and leaned forward. The receptionist's eyes were fixed directly on him.

"Hey." Syaoran almost whispered. "Do you think you could do me a favour?"

The brunette nodded, her mouth open, but unable to speak. "Good. I'm in Room 208. There's this girl there now. When she wakes up, tell her that I got a call and had to leave."

The woman nodded, disappointedly. 'She must have been expecting something else..' Syaoran thought naughtily.

"This should be enough to cover the room and stuff." He handed over about $1000. "Oh, and here's a little something for you." He winked, slipping her a $50 bill.

He walked off and out of the door, flipping over his cell phone and calling his chauffeur. The receptionist just stared wide-eyed at the money she was given.

Syaoran sat in the back of his comfortable limo, sipping on a coffee made from the machine in the back of the car.

"Where to, Mr. Li?" The driver asked.

"To the Yamakawa Buildings. I need to see June."

The driver nodded, and pulled off. Syaoran sipped his coffee again.

June has got to have some work for him. That's her job as an agent. Get him work. It just seemed to Syaoran like he had far too much spare time at the moment. It was getting boring. He needed another movie. A big one. And, of course, along with the movie would come a sexy new co-star. One who he could seduce and ditch. It would be even better now that his engagement was cancelled. Meiling could only stand so many of the 'rumours' that flew around in the tabloids. It just meant that now he was free and single. The world was his. He could have any woman he wanted without a problem. He smirked at the thought.

"We're here, sir." The chauffeur called.

"Great, thanks Koji-san." Syaoran said, getting out of the door. "I'll call if I need you."

The limo drove away. Syaoran stood in front of the huge sky-scraper. He rolled his eyes. "Why the hell does her office have to be on the 45th floor?" He complained. He set off for the elevator. Luckily it was working. 'It just won't do any good if I have to use the stairs and get all sweaty...' Syaoran thought.

He got in the elevator and pressed the back-lit button for the 45th floor. 'God, it'll take forever.' He groaned. Sure enough, it stopped at the 12th floor to let in some other person.

To Syaoran's surprise it was a woman. A fine woman. He put on his trademark smirk.

The blonde-haired woman looked at him, her brown eyes flashed with desire for a moment. She fluttered her eyes and looked away, straightening her short claret business skirt.

'Playing hard to get... amusing' Syaoran thought, leaning against the wall of the elevator.

The woman kept glancing over, looking his body up and down quickly and smiling to herself.

"Hey." Syaoran started, "What floor you getting off?"

She looked at him for a second.

"40th" She answered trying to sound sexy. It certainly turned Syaoran on. He came closer to her, pushing her against the wall, his hands next to her waist. "How about you?" She asked, hardly showing any surprise at Syaoran's sudden movement.

"45th." He answered huskily into her ear. "Want some fun till then?"

She nodded, pouting her red lipstick covered lips. Syaoran forced down onto them. She wrapped her arms tightly around his firm body, their tongues explored each other's mouths. His eyes never broke focus on her shut eyelids. He loved seeing the face that women made when they kiss. He rubbed his hands up and down her thigh as she raised her legs in an attempt to wrap them around his waist.

Suddenly, though, the elevator stopped and the doors opened. The two quickly pulled apart and she began straightening her skirt, and smoothing her hair which was now beginning to look quite wind-swept. Syaoran wiped the smudge of lipstick from the corner of his mouth and straightened his shirt collar.

The old man who had just gotten in, stood between them. Syaoran and the girl kept looking at each other out of the corners of their eyes. The old man seemed not to have noticed the sexual tension in that elevator. He just stood there staring ahead. He got off on the 36th floor. By then however, Syaoran had grown bored of the blonde woman. She obviously hadn't grown bored of him though, as she came over to him and pressed her hips against his.

"You're going to be getting off soon aren't you?" Syaoran reminded. She nodded, sighing.

"Yeah."

"Can I have your number, then?" Syaoran asked, causing the girl to look up and smile.

"Got any paper?" He added. The girl's smile faded as quickly as it appeared.

"Ah well. Doesn't matter the. I'll just find you later, okay." He winked as the elevator stopped and she reluctantly left, promising to catch him later.

'Yeah right. I'll never see you again.' he thought, 'Or at least I hope not.'

The remainder of the floors were ignored with no further interruptions. The doors slid open and Syaoran stepped out and over to the pine desk where a secretary sat.

"Hi there. Is June in?" Syaoran asked, showing off his seductive smirk to the young girl at the desk.

"Erm.. Do you.. Have an appointment..." She asked quietly, blushing a little.

"No, but she can always make room for me."

"I.. I can't let you in without an appointment." The mouse-like girl stuttered.

'She must be one of those new secretaries. She looks like she's only about 18-ish.' Syaoran thought. He leaned over on the desk.

"Look, I'm sure you can make an exception for me."

"Syaoran, darling! How are you?" A loud and rather over-the-top voice called out from the office doorway.

"June. I'm fine thanks. A little bored you know but hey, what ya gonna do?" He replied slightly sarcastically.

"Oh well, come on in darling. I got some news for you." She continued, leading Syaoran through to her office. "Oh, and Casey, sweetie, if anyone else calls, tell them I'm in a meeting." She added to the secretary, who sat there looking rather puzzled and embarrassed.

"So, what's the news, June?" He asked the rather plump woman in the bright purple suit. She sat down in her office chair and entwined her stubby red-tipped fingers on the desk. Syaoran, rather than using the chair, leaned backwards on her desk.

"Well, Syaoran, darling, I got you a movie deal." She said, untwining her fingers and taking out a cigarette from her drawer.

"Brilliant. Care to tell me the details?"

"Well, it's a action movie about a FBI detective (the role you've been suggested for) who is on the case of a drug baron. Now there's a bit of a romance thing with the FBI detective and the daughter of the drug baron. The problem is there is the girl's fiancé who has a big problem with the FBI because he was locked up for drug dealing by, guess who? The FBI detective."

"Interesting."

"Basically, it's a lot of guns, explosions and high packed action with a few sexy moments with the girl. You up for it?"

Syaoran smirked. 'Sexy moments with the girl? Very interesting.'

"Sure. I'm up for it."

"Great, I'll call up Mr. Hiiragizawa right away to tell him you accept."

Syaoran smirked.

'Guess I won't be bored anymore then.'

Till next Sunday then, ja.