Author: tears oF U

Title: Sensitive Eyes

Summary: Sakura Kinomoto is a working girl in Tokyo, she works as a hair stylist at a popular salon. She has always wished of meeting the right man, and she finally get her chance. One day, when rushing to work, she stumbles right in front of a photo shoot, and the photographer snaps a photo off her when she takes a glance at the camera. The photographer is also a motorcycle racer, named Syaoran Li, and it's love at first sight.

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura, it is owned by Clamp. Though I wish I had made it…

Chapter 2

I Return Your Hat

The day after the embarrassing incident with Syaoran at the salon, Sakura decided to return his hat. It was a Versace hat, maybe worth 200 dollars.

"Meiling, do you know where Syaoran's studio is?" Sakura asked as she took out a piece of paper and a pen.

"Yeah, just 2 blocks away from here, 230 Neko Ave." Meiling answered her. "Why do you ask?" Sakura blushed, and looked into her bag, the hat was there.

"Well, I just need to return something." Sakura said, she walked away into the downtown area.

"Wow, it's so crowded." Sakura said as she walked across the street with a bunch of other people. The city was cluttered with people everywhere. Sakura stopped in front of a window. She looked down at the paper, and then looked at the address inscribed on the door.

"This is the place." Sakura said, then taking a deep breath and opening the door. Inside there was a set, with a pink background, with lights and a camera a few feet away. Sakura looked around to see if there were any people.

"Hello? Is anybody here?" Sakura's hopes of seeing Syaoran again were flushed down the toilet, until the door opened. Sakura gasped and turned around.

"Syao- oh, sorry Mr. Syaoran's assistant, I was just looking for Mr. Li." Sakura said as she bowed, Yuchiro sighed and crossed his arms.

"He'll be here, don't worry." And right when he said that Syaoran came into the messy and equipment-filled studio.

"Oh! Sakura, you're here." Syaoran said as he smiled at her, and Sakura laughed. Yuchiro rolled his eyes.

"I'll be upstairs, call me when the model for Japanese Vogue comes." Yuchiro said as he walked away. Syaoran laughed.

"She's already here." Syaoran said, as Sakura's eyes widened when Yuchiro and Syaoran looked at her. Sakura looked around to see if there was a gorgeous girl around, but she was the only female there.

"Y-You mean me?" Sakura said nervously pointing to herself. Syaoran took her hand and led her onto the set.

"Yes you, that picture I took of you was beautiful, even if you didn't know what was going on." Yuchiro and Syaoran laughed.

"Hey! That wasn't very funny." Sakura said crossing her arms.

"I was kidding, now, I want you to do something commercial looking, very smiley and bubbly, but make those sensitive eyes of yours shine!" Syaoran said, using hand motion. Sakura laughed at him, and started her poses. They were smiley and happy, arching her back, and laughing.

"Good, that's very good!" Syaoran would repeat every minute; Yuchiro would roll his eyes from time to time in annoyance.

This girl must have something else if he captivates Syaoran that easily. It took Haru awhile… Yuchiro thought scratching his chin. Sakura's every shot was great and wonderful, until the door opened. It was Haru, in her Versace nightdress.

"Oh, it's you." Haru said sternly, glaring at Sakura. Syaoran looked at them both, in panic.

"Oh, honey, you're here." Syaoran said as he went up to her, and they kissed. Sakura screamed in her mind, her eyes widened as Yuchiro examined her. Sakura tried to keep her tears from running. I need to stand strong, I can't cry, I can't! It's just going to be like the day when- Sakura shook her head from the dark thoughts, and got her bag.

"Um, Mr. Li, you left your hat at the salon, and I came to return- to return it." Sakura said, not wanting to look in his eyes, because it would just make her cry. She handed it to him, and Syaoran thanked her.

"Um, I have to go, thank you for everything." Sakura bowed and walked out.

"Come over in a week, I'll give you the visuals!" Syaoran called as Sakura walked, she stopped and looked back, and tried to smile.

"Okay!" Sakura said, her voice wavering. Syaoran smiled, but Sakura did not smile back and walked away. Syaoran frowned, and wondered what was wrong.

"Syaoran, aren't we going out tonight?" Haru said, putting her hand on his shoulder and caressing it flirtatiously.

"Oh, yeah, just give me 5 minutes." Syaoran said as he kissed her and walked aside. He went upstairs, where the house part of the building was, and Yuchiro followed behind. He went into the room and took his shirt off, revealing his muscular chest, biceps and stomach. Yuchiro laid his head on the door side.

"You know, you really broke that girl's heart." Yuchiro said as Syaoran raised his eyebrow.

"What are you talking about Yuchiro?" Syaoran asked, putting his shirt on. Yuchiro sighed and shook his head in pity.

"You know nothing about love, do you? Sakura! When she saw you kiss her, it was like her lively green eyes turned black with sorrow." Yuchiro said, Syaoran looked down at the floor, not knowing what to say.

That's why she walked out so suddenly. Syaoran thought, as Yuchiro looked at him.

"What you thinking about?" Yuchiro asked, as Syaoran walked passed him.

"Nothing! Get the film of Sakura and put it in the red room." Syaoran ordered as he took Haru in his arm and walked out.

Yuchiro sighed, "He's such an idiot." He took the film out of the camera and brought it to the red room.

Sakura was walking, her head hanging looking at the ground. The tears kept flowing, and dropping a trail onto the ground. Suitors and drunks would come up to her and ask what was wrong, but Sakura wasn't even afraid, until one came up to her, with a familiar voice.

"Long time no see, Sakura." It was the known womanizer named, Takihaka. Sakura's eyes widened, and she put her hand onto her stomach. She screamed and started pounding Takihaka with his fists.

"You bastard you bastard! I hate you!" Sakura screamed as loud as she could, trying to hide the fact she and Syaoran would never be.

"You bastard, I wish you would go to hell! You- you got me, pregnant…" Sakura calmed down and fell to Takihaka's feet and cried. He laughed at her in pity.

"I knew you would bow down to me one day, sweetie." He said, patting her head. Sakura screamed again.

"I hate you, I would kill you right now if I could!" Sakura yelled, starting the pounding again. Takihaka shielded himself with his arms, and finally grabbed onto her wrists.

"Let go of me! Let…" She gave up, and held onto him. I loved you, Takihaka, but you raped me, and got me pregnant.

"Hmph, and where is that baby now? In hell!" Takihaka yelled, as he held onto her as well. Sakura cried on him, her first love that she had met on the second day of living in Tokyo.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't ready to have a child…"

They looked like a perfect match, holding hands walking down the street. And he was very handsome, he had bleached his spiky hair blond, he had a little stubble under his lower lip, and he wore those small circular sunglasses, like the ones Ozzy Osbourne wears. But she didn't know he was a notorious womanizer, and would leave them after having sex with them. Sakura realized what she was doing, she forced herself not to love him anymore, and swore to herself destiny would bring her the right man.

"No! No! I can't love you again!" Sakura pushed herself off him, and cried even more.

"What do you mean? You're the only woman- you're the only women who I ever really thought of as a human being, and I messed it up for myself." Takihaka yelled, taking Sakura's hand and kissing her passionately. Sakura gasped, and tried to scream, she pushed him away and slapped him.

"Trying to rape me again? Bastard!"" Sakura yelled wiping her mouth. Suddenly, as Takihaka approached her, Syaoran came out of nowhere and punched him with the most force you could here a crack.

"Syaoran?" Sakura screamed. Takihaka fell onto the ground, and was out like a light. Syaoran looked at Sakura, who stood there in shock and put his hand on her shoulder, she blushed.

"Sakura, are you alright?" Syaoran asked, as Haru came rushing over.

"Oh! Syaoran, why are you going on and punching people?" She asked, holding onto her shawl. Syaoran looked at Sakura, who looked at Haru who looked at Sakura in pity.

"She was being harassed." Syaoran answered, panting.

"Oh, it's you again." She said, looking down at her as if Sakura were a ugly cockroach.

"Well, thank you Mr. Li, I need to get home." Sakura said as she got up and started to walk.

"Be safe!" Syaoran said as Sakura smiled back.

"Okay!" Haru glared at Syaoran, in jealousy.

"Why don't you two just get married, huh?" Haru yelled, as she pulled over a cab and got in. Syaoran gasped, he was still confused.

"What? Hey, Haru!" Syaoran yelled as he tried to stop the cab, but it left right away. Sakura trotted down the street, with a smile on her face, it gave her hope that something would spark between Syaoran and herself.

Is it yes or no, Destiny?

END

Ok! Chapter 2 is officially complete! I hoped you liked the chapter, it's not the last time we'll be seeing Takihaka and Haru, just wait! Well, please review! I need to know your opinions so the fanfiction will get even more interesting.