Sorry for not updating, I had planned to get it up last week but I got bombed with projects.

Chapter 2

Syaoran walked away coolly. He knew she'd be furious with him, but by all means she could stop him. He stuffed his hand in his pocket in a small attempt to warm it. It was chillier then he expected even though it was a spring night. He wouldn't see her again would he? It was just a coincidence.

'Today was interesting...' he thought as he recalled the day's occurrence. A smile graced his features. He did run into her again and that small attraction he had to her was not gone. But he didn't want to like her..Did he? They had just met and she had already knocked him out. She had to have hated him. She was perfect and he was just an idiot who kept hurting himself playing football.

He turned the corner sighing as he did so. 'She won't follow me, what the fuck am I smoking?'

He saw a small convenience store and decided to pick up a few things before heading home. As he walked in, he got awkward stares and the guy at the front stared like he had grown another head.

"Who beat the crap out of you?" The man had asked with a grimace as Syaoran reached up and touched his bruised forehead. That's right. Now he knew why. He shrugged and grabbed a drink from the back freezer area.

"Oh so a lovers tiff then?" the man said to deaf ears as Syaoran was preoccupied by looking out the door. He saw a flash of honey and light green fly past the stores clear doors. He quickly threw a 20 dollar bill on the table and grabbed his drink and made his was to the door.

"Sir your change!" The man called after him, only to hear a faint 'keep the change!'.

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Sakura just let him get away. 'Why...the...hell...?'

She gaped at him. No. She couldn't just let him walk away. It doesn't work that way! She made a mad dash after him forgetting how hard it was to be in a dress and heels. It didn't matter, what mattered was getting this guys name.

Sakura saw him turn a corner and she bolted so she wouldn't lose him. She heard a small ripping noise in her dress. It gave her the extra range of motion she needed to sprint faster but she knew Tomoyo would be upset. She'd feel terrible after this ordeal.

After a few seconds of running she toppled over as one of the heels broke off her sandal. She pulled herself up and took off her other sandal that wasn't broken seething. She was sure he'd get away then. She had scraped her knee in the small fall but she was fortunate she didn't fall and break her ankle.

She turned the corner and saw no one. She was out of breath and her hair was slightly a mess due to the cold crisp air blowing through it as she ran. She saw what seemed to be a park and decided to look there. 'Maybe he's around there'

She walked over to the park area trying to catch her breath. She was infuriated. Why did everything bad have to happen to her!

She thought of the possibility of running into him again and sighed. This would not happen...ever...at least not to her. She was doomed to be alone. In any classic romance novel the guy would have stayed there and swooped her off her feet and they'd live happily ever after. But noooo...she had to be left in the dust.

"Where the hell are you?" She breathed out. She wanted to just sit and stay there until someone, anyone answered her. By now she was so crestfallen she couldn't care if she stayed there all night. She had ripped her dress that her best friend made for her down the side, she had fallen and hurt herself, she was tired from running after a guy. Running after a guy? She wouldn't do that..and yet here she was.

"At least tell me your name..." She whispered the last part to the sky as she sat on a rock wall discouraged.

"Syaoran Li" A voice behind Sakura said. Sakura had that voice etched in her head as she smiled to herself. She didn't bother looking at him but rather imagined what he would look like if she was to. The name matched him well and she could think of no other name to match him.

Syaoran had given up his identity. He was certain she'd jump up and start attacking him for money, like any other girl would do. That or she'd throw a book at his face for waiting so long just to say his name. Or run away repulsed. But instead she just sat there quietly. Not saying a word. He smiled to himself, she did go after him. Her hands held her sandals and he noticed one broken. His eyes drifted lower to see her dress ripped up the side to her upper thigh. He'd be having some bad thoughts at the moment if he didn't see her scraped knee, slightly bloody.

"You do know your leg is bleeding..Right?" He asked her leaning next to her on the wall. He stared at her face, she was smiling prettily her eyes closed. 'She's beautiful.' She opened them and finally met his gaze. His amber eyes shined in the moonlight and from his position his hair fell into his right eye. Graceful. Was what Sakura had thought about this guy. She broke the stare and then looked at her knee, It was bleeding, she scrapped it good. Blood trickled down her leg.

"So it is..." Sakura said with a small laugh. "I guess it's pay back"

"Payback?" Syaoran questioned her with an odd look. 'What payback is she talking about?'

"Well I hit you with a book, and-you know what, never mind. I'm going back to the hospital to get this fixed up." Sakura said standing up grabbing her sandals and waving to him in a gesture of goodbye.

"Hey wait!" Syaoran called after her, she stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him waiting for his words. "I have a band-aid in my car that's right over there, and I'd hate for you to have to walk back to the hospital barefoot."

Sakura was taken aback by his offer. Should she follow this guy? She barely knew him he could be some psychotic stalker out for his next prey to kidnap, torture, rape then kill! She mentally slapped herself. She helped this guy out before he was just helping her out.

She followed him to his silver Mercedes and stared wide eyed. "Nice ride." She mumbled waiting for him to unlock the door to get a band-aid. 'He must be rich.' Sakura thought to herself remembering how self absorbed and materialistic one can be.

"Thanks, but it isn't my style, I got it as a gift from my best friend and I'd feel terrible not driving it around." Syaoran replied opening the doors and digging in his glove compartment for his first-aid kit. Why he had one, he didn't know. But he had one. He pulled it out and asked for Sakura to sit in the passenger's seat.

Sakura obliged and fidgeted around praying he wouldn't shut and lock the doors and kill her somewhere. Why was her mind so freaked out now of all times?

Minutes later she had cleaned the wound and had a band-aid over it. She pulled herself out of the chair and back out feeling the chilly air nip at her.

"Thanks for the band-aid, Syaoran." Syaoran heard her thank him, using his name. He couldn't understand why, but he liked the way she said it, it sounded so different from the rest. He shook his head, who was he kidding, it was just a name.

"How far do you live from here?" He also noticed the weather. Sakura looked at him oddly.

"Not too far from here. A 30 minute walk if I walk fast...why?"

"It's cold out, and you have no shoes." He pointed out matter-of-factly. He watched her shiver from the cold, he wanted to just hold her, keep her warm. She looked so pretty, her hair was a mess but that didn't make her look bad, more alive and playful. Her eyes bore into the ground as if seeming fascinated "Let me drive you to your house, it's the least I can do."

"No it's alright, really I'll be fine. And besides I knocked you out and yet you help me fix my leg, and now you want to take me home? Doesn't make sense.Thank you though." Sakura said trying her best not to fall into a temptation. She so badly wanted to get into the gorgeous guy's car, but she couldn't.

Syaoran wouldn't let her walk the streets in the cold like that, he had to think of something and fast because she was already walking away.

"You know I'd be scared walking around in that dress. You look like a hooker." Syaoran lied. He was serious about the walking alone at night, but she didn't look like a hooker at all. Just a pretty lady with a nice view of her upper thigh. His mind wandered a bit.

Sakura turned around mid-step the death glare clearly visibly. A glare that would shut anyone up but seemed to not faze Syaoran at all.

"What did you just say?" She emphasized each syllable, her voice raising an octave higher. She instinctively attempted to cover herself but to no avail as Syaoran laughed.

"You heard me. Now let me give you a ride, if you're lucky I'll give you a dollar." Syaoran smirked evilly, his pun included in his sentence. His scheme to get her in the car was working...or at least he hoped.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Sakura yelled exasperated, the nerve of this guy! He's warning her about predators, but she had a better chance of being raped by him!

He laughed softly and smiled innocently. "I was kidding. Let me give you a ride though, I'd feel like a total jerk if I didn't help a girl out, it's freezing out here." He sounded genuine enough to melt Sakura down to size. She reluctantly walked up to the car and he leaned over to open the door for her. She got inside and told him exactly where to go, a small silence taking over.

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"Syaoran Li?" Tomoyo questioned with an odd look the day after Sakura returned home in the car of an unknown man. She was applying mascara to her eye lashes as she glanced over at Sakura.

Sakura nodded her head and looked at Tomoyo questioningly for the odd look. She was brushing through her hair.

"The Syaoran Li?" Tomoyo replied wide eyed. 'Well that would explain the nice car.' Tomoyo stopped to put her hair into a pony tail.

Sakura looked confused. "The? Do you know him?"

"Sakura, He's the head of a huge corporation. You know, Li Corp." Tomoyo said knowingly. "Don't you watch the news Sakura dear? He's on a channel almost every hour. He's pretty big around here, it's said that he just got back from a long trip to America"

Sakura had no idea. She was usually too busy to watch television. She said a simple 'oh' and grabbed her bag and keys.

"Bye Sakura! I may not be home. I have a date with a cutie," Tomoyo winked and waved after Sakura.

"Oh, I want information when you return home! Be home by 2:00!" Sakura said in a fake motherly voice. She walked out the door, not before hearing 'Yes MOTHER'. She laughed to herself as she began her walk to the hospital. She had a car, but she'd much rather walk on beautiful days such as today. Sometime within the month the cherry blossoms would bloom. She smiled to herself, one of her favorite days of the year.

She walked by staring at the beautiful scenery around her. The sun was shining brightly and the birds were chirping among the many branches of trees. People walked by and she smiled to each of them. She continually had men walking up to her asking for her number, but she continued to turn them down. She was one of the most sought out bachelorettes there, and also one of the most stubborn. She was said to be too hard to get and wasn't worth wasting your breath as opposed too many of the other bachellorettes out there.

Tomoyo was sought out as well but frequently took up a man's offer to a date in hopes of finding 'the one'. She was jealous of Tomoyo in that aspect. Tomoyo was beautiful and intelligent and could talk her way through everything and best of all was that Tomoyo could date a man and wouldn't feel bad for not liking him. Sakura on the other hand wore her heart on her shoulders. She knew just how much she could take; she found that out from her ex. She just didn't want or need the pain. Sakura shrugged that away. She was her own person and so was Tomoyo.

Sakura walked passed and saw the park that she was at yesterday night. 'Syaoran Li' she replayed his name in her mind. She enjoyed the way it easily rolled off her tongue. How come she didn't hear of him before? She must have been drugged or something she mused.

She didn't particularly enjoy dating a rich guy, they were too full of themselves and way too materialistic. They had ego streaks and fucked just to fuck. They weren't out for love and always walked over women. They used them, and they didn't necessarily go for middle class women unless they were going for a one night stand. Which they normally did. As she walked, she grew a twisted idea of how Syaoran was and acted, disregarding all the kind gestures he has done for her, or came off as.

She walked through the hospital doors and clocked in. She walked into the locker room and put her bag into an empty locker. She walked out and ran into Dr. Mayer again. His perfect smile showing. His movie star-ish face flawless and beautiful.

"Dr. Kinomoto." He greeted. Sakura was considered crazy at the hospital for not taking up his offers for a date. But each time he would ask she'd just decline with a smile.

"Hello Dr. Mayer. " She smiled kindly. She tucked a strand of hair behind her head and ignored his watchful gaze.

"You never told me you had a boyfriend." He said disappointment clearly evident. Sakura looked confused. She remembered that Syaoran had said they were together.

"Oh him. He isn't." Sakura said softly, almost regretting those words in her conflicting mind. She needed to speak the truth though and she remembered just how horrible filthy rich guys were. But the back of her mind continued to fight for this stranger.

"He isn't?" Jon sounded a little too hopeful. His blue eyes glancing everywhere but her face. She was growing irritated.

"No, he isn't, he's a close friend. He's protective." Sakura said with small laugh. He nodded and she had a feeling he was mustering up the courage to ask her out again. She didn't want that and had pulled out her pager and pretended to read it.

"Oh, duty calls." Sakura stated quickly, and with a 'bye' she was relieved to be able to walk away.

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Syaoran sat in a large room. It was huge, with cream-colored walls and beautiful paintings decorating them. There was a large bookcase along a wall and fake plants thrown in for decoration. The ceiling was a beautiful gold that shined from the beautiful chandelier hanging above the shiny mahogany round table he was currently sitting at. He was surrounded by a large group of older men and women. He could easily tell he was the youngest there. He tried to pay attention to the man talking but his monotonous voice was killing his alertness.

"...As I was saying, I believe that it would be wise for you to spread your company out to..."

He had no idea why he was still running a business such as this, it didn't even appeal to him. He leaned against the chair putting on a fake 'I'm listening' look and dazed. He wondered why someone else couldn't do this for him. His right mind was telling him that he should be listening because this could fuck stuff up, but he shrugged the thoughts away.

"So Mr. Li, the King has decided he would like to meet you in person and further discuss this, are you able to go tomorrow?" The man asked. All eyes were on him.

'Shit', He sat up straight and thought about this. He had no idea what was going on, he thought about just agreeing but Honey and emeralds floated through his mind carelessly.

"I can't." All you could hear at the time were gasps of some people in the room. Was it that shocking to turn down a king's request of a meeting? 'You Idiot'

"What? Why can't you?" The older man asked quickly, everyone listening intently.

"I have business to do here." he looked to see some confused glances. "Personal business." A hushed silence took the room.

"Schedule a meeting for the first day of the next month, and see if that's all right for the King, send him my deepest apologies." He figured two weeks would be okay. He didn't want to leave right away.

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Sakura sat on the couch awaiting her best friend. She was out late again, usually she came back before 9:00. She glanced at the clock, it read 11:00. Sakura was home alone again for the 3rd time this week.

She sighed deeply and grabbed a book that she intended to finish a few weeks ago. She began to read when the phone rang.

"Who the hell?" Sakura mumbled aloud putting the book down on the coffee table and reaching for the phone that was on the phone stand that was to the side of her. 'Tomoyo maybe?' She read the caller I.D. 'Unknown name'. She contemplated answering it or not.

Ring...ring...ring...

"Hello?" Sakura quickly asked into the phone. She silently hoped it was someone important or someone worthwhile. But she learned that the opposite of what she wished happened.

"Sakura? It's me, Jon." Sakura closed her eyes in annoyance as she almost felt like hanging up.

"Oh hi Jon. What's up?" She asked kindly, never showing what she was really thinking. This was her co-worker, she'd feel terrible if things got awkward.

"I know what your answer is already to this. But give me a chance. I know you wont regret it, if you give it a try. Hell I'll allow you to leave if it's truly that horrible. "He said with a small laugh.

Sakura thought about this. He wasn't THAT bad of a guy. Maybe she could give him a chance. What's the worst that could happen? He even said she could leave at anytime, even though that's a rude thing to do.

"Fine, I'll give you a chance," Sakura sighed deeply. She has to break away from the normal sooner or later. She glanced at the clock again. "Today? It's kind of late, don't you think?"

"Oh, I didn't realize. I'm sorry." He said sheepishly. "Tomorrow then? We can see a movie and get dinner if that's okay with you?"

"Sure thing. 7:00-ish okay for you?" Sakura questioned making a note in her mind that she actually has a date the next day.

"Okay cool, pick you up at 7:30 then." He said happily, "bye Sakura"

"Night."

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"Come on man! You haven't been out with a chick in ages! Let me hook you up with someone, so you can at least get laid!" Syaoran's friend Josh prodded with a mischievous look.

"Shut up. And since when did you keep track of my relationships, you dolt?" Syaoran asked indignantly. He was right though. During the last few years he didn't hook up with any girls, though he did get drunk a few times and accidently had sex with a few women. Afterwards waking up, having no memory of who they were.

"You haven't, have you?" Josh pressed further avoiding the evil gaze being shot through him.

"And if I have?"

That shut him up for a few minutes allowing Syaoran to rub his temples. He had a headache and it was getting unbearable. He was sitting in his black leather living room couch. His heads in his hands which were propped up by his knees .

"Just go out on a date with this friend of mine, she's great. A nice fuck, beautiful as hell- blonde with a nice bod." Josh said after the short silence. He wiggled his eyebrows to Syaoran's disgust.

"I'm not going-"

"You pansy! Come on! What's stopping you?"

He sighed and gave in. He needed to break out of this shell. But only one thing tugged at his mind. He ignored it for the time being.

"You will? Awesome! I'll call Jessica then!" Josh said a little too happy. Syaoran figured he was just excited for a friend. Either that or he was plotting something evil.

"Just shut up and go away."

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I know this was a weird chapter, but the next one will be a little more... exciting. I just felt like putting this up so you didn't think I was dead. The next one should be out soon since there is a little more to work with. sorry for any mistakes or anything I spead through editting it so I could get it up for you guys.

Don't hate me. kthx.

-Me.