Read chapter 1 for all that jazz that you are looking for…

Chapter 2 is here! Enjoy!

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Years passed after the incident that held no name but much pain for Meilin. She was now seventeen and she had changed. Life held no more meaning to her than a peanut butter sandwich. She was merely surviving.

Her face served as a mask for her true feelings. A fake smile was worn stubbornly on her face every single minute of her life. Her hair was dark, long and always waving along the wind, her body had evolved. She had now the body of a goddess, always seen, always coveted but rarely touched. Her attitude was always friendly, always happy and always flirtatious. For strangers she was the nicest, sweetest girl in the planet. And even more many of those that knew her she had not really changed. Only several things had become uncharacteristic of the old Meilin. Her grades had dropped from A's and B's to mainly C's. And she had slowly detached herself from many of her friends. Little by little she had stopped talking to many of her old friends.

"Hi Meilin!" It was Sakura over the phone, her voice as chirpy as ever. "Is Syoran home?" Sakura was one of the few friends Meilin had kept over the years. The main reason was that Sakura was still in Tomoeda whilst Meilin was in Tokyo.

"Uh, yeah he is… hold on a second…" Meilin sighed a bit disappointed. 'Why won't she ever call me?' She thought but quickly erased both the thought and the feeling from her mind. She called Syoran who was in his room and after he had picked up the phone she left for work.

Meilin was trying to live the life that she would've lived had it not been for Koji. Her strong character had helped her to survive the pain and the sadness that she had felt. And it still helped her today with what she now currently felt.

"Good afternoon goddess" said an old man behind the counter as Meilin entered 'Gregory's Haven,' a small café on the outskirts of the city. It was indeed a haven. No one knew her there but the owner and that made the pressure she felt when she pretended in front of her friends and family disappear. There, when she pretended to be happy she almost believed it.

"Good afternoon your highness." She replied and went to the backroom of the establishment to change into her uniform. After she had changed she returned to the front of the café and began her work as a waitress.

"My, aren't you gorgeous!" An old man of about 65 said to her as she served him his coffee.

"And my, aren't you handsome!" she said as she winked at him. "I better be careful or you might steal my heart." The old man blushed slightly and took a sip of his coffee.

"I'll try not to, my dear. But I won't make any promises." He said and winked back at her. She laughed and then went to serve other customers. That was another reason why she liked it there at the café. People there, although it was mostly seniors, were genuinely nice. Unlike the outside world where everyone wanted her for something, at the café she felt that she could trust whoever entered. There, she felt no one could hurt her.

A new customer entered the café. He was a foreigner, he looked Asian but he definitely was not Chinese. He looked more Japanese than anything. He was tall, with chocolate-colored hair; he had a strong build but was very quiet and held a mysterious aura. He sat in the table farthest away from the door and the customers inside the café.

"Can I take your order?" Meilin said while she arranged her little order-taking notebook. She hadn't really looked at the stranger.

"Yes, I would like some coffee – regular – and apple pie please." He said as he inspected the menu.

"One coffee and one pie, coming right up!" She said before walking away.

"Hey kiddo. You shouldn't be too cold to the customers, you know?" Said the old man behind the bar as he prepared the stranger's order.

"What do you mean?" Meilin asked puzzled.

"Hon, even I can see he is amazingly good-looking. You should go say hi and start up a conversation." The man smiled at her.

"Well…" She turned to inspect the stranger. He was now reading a book and paid no attention to the world around him. "He is good-looking but…"

"But what? Don't tell me you're into chicks! 'Cuz I can find you one of those too!" Meilin giggled at the comment.

"It's not that. It just… it feels like I've met him before…"

"Oh come on! Give it a try. You need a guy in your life. You need to be happy."

"I don't need anyone." Meilin's voice was cold and sharp. "Anyone." The old man sighed in defeat.

"All right, all right. Here's the order… go deliver."

When Meilin returned to the stranger's table he looked up at her and asked:

"Have we met before?" His chocolate-colored eyes inspected her and she felt herself blush when she noticed.

"I don't think so." She said.

"What's your name?" The stranger asked as he took a bite of his apple pie.

"Meilin. Meilin –" At this the stranger lifted his head up surprised and finished Meilin's sentence.

"Rey? Meilin Rey?" Meilin was caught off card by the stranger's knowledge and barely managed to stumble a quick 'yes.' "I knew you looked familiar somehow! I'm Kinomoto, Touya Kinomoto." He said as he bowed his head slightly.

"Oh Yeah!" Meilin recovered her voice and immediately sat down in the chair in front of him. "How are you? It's been ages!"

"I know." He smiled, "The last time I saw you was when you were about 13 years old, no?"

"Yeah, and you were 18?"

"Yeah, I think so. So how've you been?" He took a sip of his coffee.

"I've been good, working mostly."

"You're not at school anymore?" He asked with a bit of concern in his voice. "Aren't you like 17 still?"

"Well, yes I am." Meilin cleared her throat, "I'm still in school… I just… I just work more than study and all that." She looked around for some client in need of her services but she soon realized that there was no one around. Touya had picked the most secluded place of the whole café.

"Ok." He said.

"Ok? That's all?" Meilin couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Yeah. What else can I say?" He eyed her suspiciously. "Do you want me to say something else? I can always do that."

"What? No, forget it." She shook her head sideways. 'He should just forget it.' She thought sadly.

"Ok."

"Stop saying 'OK'"

"Ok." Touya smiled nervously realizing his mistake.

"Stop saying that." Meilin stood up, angry with Touya.

"Ok." He repeated this time with a smile of pure malice.

"Stop. Saying. 'Ok.'" Mumbled Meilin frustrated.

"Ok." Meilin screamed and lunged for Touya's neck. Lucky for her, though, Touya was a black belt in some ten martial art disciplines and quickly moved so that Meilin would fall in between his legs. And she did. Meilin was about to jump again but stopped as she heard Touya laughing. She looked up and saw his eyes already watering.

"What's so funny?" She grumbled but Touya merely pointed somewhere with his index finger. She looked annoyed out of her wits. Her bad mood suddenly turned rosy as she saw his boss looking at her with a scowl on his face. "B. Boss…" She paled but seconds after her face turned crimson red and smacked Touya on the arm. "Stop laughing!" He didn't listen.

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It wasn't the best chapter in the story of fanfics but hey, at least I wrote a chapter, didn't I?

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