Sayuna Lo
Sakura woke up feeling all warm and fuzzy. She could feel the sheet over her and figured that Syaoran must've brought her over to the bed, that or she was doing some sleep walking. She opened her eyes carefully, secretly wishing to see Syaoran really close beside her, but she remembered to keep in mind that she was angry at him. Very angry at him, and his jealous, conceited, stubborn, oh-adorable head. Yes! She was very angry.
She opened her eyes to an empty side. She sat up and looked around. Nothing! No one in sight. Nada!
Where in the world did Syaoran go?
Sakura got up and walked to the table. There lay a short brief note. With Syaoran's handwriting:
Went out. Daisuke Yamato wants us to go to a small homely get-together tonight. Eat breakfast without me…since you are angry at me from last night.
Syaoran
Sakura, at that point, wanted to crumple the note, find Syaoran and yell at him some more. How dare he point last night out like it was her fault! Unbelievable!
Sakura went to the phone and picked it up. She mind as well take the initiative and do everything like he says.
"If he wants to slack off or do whatever he wants to do without consulting me.. its entirely his fault if our ranking goes from top to rock bottom." Sakura gritted her teeth.
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"SYAORAN WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" Sakura screamed into the phone. So she did decide to confront him.
"Ouch!" Syaoran held his cell far from his ear. "Sakura calm down! I can't understand what you're saying with you yelling at me!"
"DID YOU THINK TO WAKE ME UP AND TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE DOING?" Sakura yelled some more. "NO! YOU DIDN'T! AND WEREN'T YOU THE ONE THAT SAID WE, AS PARTNERS, HAVE TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT EACH OTHER?"
"Ow!... yes…" Syaoran winced over her yelling. It was almost as if she was right beside him.
"WHY?"
"Why what?"
"WHY DIDN'T YOU BOTHER TELLING ME WHAT YOUR UP TO?"
"Geez! Couldn't a guy just get some air." Syaoran rolled his eyes. "I didn't want to wake up to exactly this."
"Exactly what?" Exasperation level has now lowered.
"Your screaming at me, because I knew you'd do it."
"Good of you to think that!" Sakura yelled into the phone one last time. "Now what are you doing?"
"Why?" Syaoran couldn't help but grin. "Miss me?"
"Syaoran!"
"Okay, okay! I'm sorry, I guess you didn't miss me."
"It's not like that-"
"Oh!" Syaoran smiled helpfully. "So you did miss me!"
"Syaoran!" Sakura blushed. "I-I-"
"Don't worry, you don't have to say anything about it." He said in a low voice. Sakura felt a lump in her throat hearing how disappointed almost his voice sounded. So she did the only thing that came to her head fast enough…
"Y-Yamato wants us umm.. to go to… some get together?" Sakura mumbled.
"Yeah." Syaoran's voice was still roughly low. This was killing her from guilt. "You better find out more on it. Someone from the lobby just passed on the message. You should call Yamato."
"Uh yeah…" Sakura tried to sound a lot more calmer, but seems to fail in doing so.
"Sakura?"
"Umm… yes?"
"Go to the event as my representative. I won't be able to go due to some other paper work or something." Syaoran stated. "Okay? Bye."
Sakura's partner hung up and all she heard next was the constant tone. She slowly put it down on the receiver biting her lip. Did she really miss him?
Sakura called Mr. Yamato and found out more on the event. It was at 6:30 that night. But what really dulled Sakura was why exactly Syaoran couldn't make it. She then came up with a couple easy solutions and scenarios; he found the JTSA Osaka HQ, or he went to do more research on the corporation like the club, or… just something of the sort.
xxx
"How long have you and Mr. Kobasagi been together?" Aki asked.
Sakura sat without her partner in a small mansion. It was Sempa Aki's home. It was really cozy, suited for both fashion and comfortablity. Most of the things had some sort of black and white theme.
"It's been about… nearly two years now." Sakura made up something.
"Oh really?" Aki smiled. "You know, he's really a good looking man."
"Ummm.. yes, he is." Sakura blushed making her think of every time Syaoran had his shirt off in front of her.
"Speaking of Kobasagi…" The woman went on nosily. "Where is he?"
"Ummm… He had some paper work." Sakura said. "He asked me to represent him and give a full report on any important discussions."
Ding-dong!
Everyone looked towards the direction of the door.
"Oh! Aki, I came across a young lady and invited her along. She seemed to be a big fan of the corporation." Daisuke said. "I hope its okay that she came."
"It's fine." Sempa laughed. "The more the merrier, I always say!"
Daisuke went to answer the door then came back with a woman. She was tall with flowing brown hair. The woman was somewhat pretty but there seemed to be a discrepancy about her. She wore long black pants and a light green long sleeved blouse. Her eyelashes were thick and long, and her lips were roughly paints with rich red lipstick. Her walk wasn't graceful like most women, and she carried herself very stiffly, but still a smile upon her face.
"Everyone, this is Ms. Sayuna Lo." Daisuke introduced the woman beside him. "She's our own little fan."
Sakura studied Ms. Lo very carefully. Something was absolutely obstruct about her, but at the same time familiar. After some time Sakura spent observing her, she realized that Sayuna was staring at her back. Those eyes seemed awfully familiar. Then it hit her…
"Oh God…" Sakura muttered. After she did that, the little deep corners and edges of her mouth turned up and made a bitter curve.
"Excuse me." Sakura said as she stood up. She walked over to Sayuna briskly, ready to make a quick introduction…
"Hi there," She forced a smile, although this was very amusing. "I'm Hitomi Sakuraba, care to come with me to fix my makeup and talk about woman stuff?"
And before Sayuna could answer, Sakura took her hand and rushed her to the nearest washroom which wasn't so near after all in this mansion.
"What do you think your doing?" Sakura kept her angry voice low and quiet.
Sayuna Lo pulled off her brunette wig to reveal a… Syaoran Li.
"I'm doing my job." Syaoran frowned.
"And what kind of look are you trying to pull off?" Sakura felt so embarrassed right now. "Was it so hard just to come as Kaito Kobasagi?"
"Well, you were all mad at me as a partner, so I thought I'd let you do your stuff and just compete against you." Syaoran defended.
Sakura smacked her head. Only a stupid, conceited idiot would think up something as stupid as this. And that stupid, conceited idiot was Syaoran.
"These heals kill." Syaoran complained. "How do you women wear these things and look so hot at the same time?"
"What goes on through your head?" Sakura sighed. Then she gave him a look over. This was very humorous, soon she started to giggle.
"I'm pretty hot as a girl for being a guy." Syaoran checked himself out in the mirror.
"O-Okay," Sakura tried to calm down. "We'll discuss this later."
Syaoran pulled on his wig just as Sakura opened the washroom. He followed her back to the living room where everyone else was, eating cookies, cakes and drinking.
"Got acquainted, I see?" Yamato smiled. They both nodded and went back to their seats.
"Hi there!" Sayuna said in her best high pitched giggly voice to Sempa Aki.
"Hello Ms. Lo." Sempa greeted. "I'm Sempa Aki."
"It's nice to meet you." Sayuna said. "So what were you girls talking about before I came in?"
"You missed out." Sempa said. "Mr. Kobasagi is a real catch that Ms. Sakuraba, here, caught."
'Oh great…' Sakura thought. 'Make his head even bigger!'
"Oh really?" Sayuno smiled gleefully. "Tell me!"
"Well, actually…" Sakura tried to but in giving Sayuna a bit of a glare. "We aren't on good grounds right now."
"Really?" Sempa's mouth dropped and eyes widened. "What happened?"
"We just had a hard argument." Sakura said.
"Oh you poor girl!" Sayuna reached over and hugged Sakura tightly. "It's alright! We're here for you!"
"Yes, of course." Sempa said softly, looking off into the distance.
"You just march back to him and tell him your sorry!" Syaoran- I mean Sayuna told her. "Then do whatever he wants just to make him happy. Okay?"
Sakura retracted from the hug and dragged Sayuna back to their little washroom spot.
"What are you trying to get at?" She confronted him – no wait her, no him.
"Nothing." Syaoran crossed his arms after pulling off the wig again. "See? You're still mad at me."
"Yeah." Sakura defended. "Don't I deserve to be?"
"Well, don't I deserve to be treated right?" He mumbled.
"What do you mean?" Sakura raised an eyebrow.
"I love you." He said softly as he looked her deep in the eyes.
"W-what?" Sakura shook her head slightly.
"I love you, Sakura." Syaoran sighed. "Why do you think I got so jealous?"
"You – you love … me?" Sakura repeated. Her heart beat fast. Faster and faster and faster as she thought the moment over. This was a rather awkward position. Syaoran crossdressing, them in a bathroom, on a mission, in the middle of an argument. Yup! Can't get any weirder than this.
And wasn't she the one to tell him her feelings?
Sorry this was short, i wanted it longer, but i was rushed. And some must hate me for crossdressing Syaoran, but i found it funny, AAAAANNNNDDD! You all must be happy cuz i finally got him to confess, but you all must be dying cuz i made it a cliffy. Kay! gotta go! THANKSS!
Ps: 65.1 is now my math mark!. WOOOHOOO! GOINNN UPP!
