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Chapter 2
Just another girl


Sakura swallowed hard as beads of sweat tumbled down her face. Her flawless face turned pale and for a minute she failed to blink. It was by far the most awkward situation she had ever found herself in.
"What?" she asked as they gave each other a quick meaningful glance.
As he sat up, Sakura slightly moved away. The closer he seemed to be getting to her, the further she shifted. He looked at her peculiarly and Sakura shifted again suddenly landing on the floor straight on her back.

"Whoa!!" she cried looking up at the ceiling.
He walked up to her and knelt.
"You okay?" he asked in a calm and comforting tone.
Sakura struggled to sit up "I think so." her cheeks flushed coyly at the sight of his bare body.

"You're such a klutz, you never change." He beamed.
"Huh?" Sakura looked at him and pulled her short night gown down embarrassed of the exposure her thighs were getting. "Shut up…what the heck are you doing here?"
"Oh…right." He ran his fingers through his messy hair "I forgot. I guess I was drunk last night. Just lock your door next time."
"They're be a next time?" Sakura gasped.
"Um…yeah. You don't really think I'll stop enjoying myself just because you live here, do you?"
Sakura folded her arms "No." she simply replied
He stood up "I'm starving." He paused "Don't worry; I'm trying my best not to look."
Sakura glanced at him humiliated. Her lips were slightly apart leaving a tiny gap in between. He gave her a boyish grin then walked away. That grin and the look in his eyes could have meant anything. She was too embarrassed to talk. Usually she would put more effort into having the last word.

His clothes were scattered on the carpet as though he ripped them straight off his body and tossed them aggressively. She grabbed her robe and muttered.
"This is a little too much for me." She heaved a sigh and thought "I hope he's not expecting me to pick up his clothes."

Her conscience then reminded her of all the things he put her through and she, as usual was letting him manipulate her. The minute it hit she dashed out of the room and followed him to the kitchen.
"Syaoran, that was a violation of privacy. That was not part of the agreement…." She growled. It was only a matter of seconds when she realized that he was still in his boxer shorts.
"Yeah, I hear you." He replied in a hoarse tone. "Don't you just hate hangovers?"
Sakura blinked then turned away. Her cheeks turned red.
"Last night was something." He said briefly while opening the refrigerator. He turned away from her and leaned over. This time Sakura couldn't help but stare at his back side. She swallowed and cleared her throat.
"I don't appreciate you coming in my room in the middle of the night."
He took out a jar of milk and poured it into a bowl while nodding his head to show that he was listening and not just being arrogant.
"You can be such a pervert!"
"Why are you always complaining?" He asked in a less friendly manner.
Sakura relaxed her shoulders" I can't believe you. You invade my privacy and you still have the nerve to ask me why I'm complaining. You think everything is a joke."
Syaoran sat on a chair "apparently you don't." his tone was serious and he did not look at her. There was something in her eyes that made him terrified.
Sakura taped her foot in aggravation and wrinkled up her face "It's hard to talk to you when you're loaming around half naked."
"I'm glad you noticed. Just so you know, I always walk around half naked."
Sakura pretended to smile "Is that so?"
He looked up at her for a second "Sakura, if you walked around half naked, I wouldn't complain." He grinned.
Sakura gave him what she called 'the look' then walked away. She into crawled into her room almost ready to cry. Gradually she shut the door. It was almost unbelievable how much they hated each other. They were like complete strangers who did not speak the same language. She knew that they had drifted apart and being around him only brought back old memories. Some were happy memories but most of them were sad and they reminded her of her lonely her heart was. That was not what killed her though. The look on his face; he had completely left her behind. She wanted him to feel pain even after all these years. His pain would be her pleasure. She wanted him to spend sleepless nights crying just like she did right after he broke her heart.

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Later that morning Sakura meet up with Tomoyo at a nearby diner. They sat behind a small round table close to the window.
"So what did he do wrong this time?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura took a sip of her coffee as a blank expression appeared on her face. She bit her lips and replied "Well he slept with me and walked around half naked the rest of the morning"
Tomoyo's eyebrows rose in surprise "Wow. That was fast; I thought you two would take things a little more slowly."
Sakura giggled "No, he was drunk and forgot I moved in so he slept on my bed. I was furious but he took me lightly." Then her expression shifted to uncertainty. He walks around in his boxers all morning despite what I say. He just won't listen to me." She said, sounding miserable. Her lower lip trembled.
Don't cry! Tomoyo wanted to shout out to her.
She didn't need to say it. Right in front of her eyes, Sakura seemed to pull herself together. Anger zinged through her giving her a little glow.
"Is he doing all this on purpose?"
"I don't know Tomoyo but I think I'm loosing it." Sakura said softly.
Tomoyo looked at Sakura with sadness in her eyes. The guilt was catching up with her. Sakura was miserable and it was all her fault. She began to have second thoughts 'Maybe this was really a bad Idea. We were trying too hard to push something that just won't move.' She leaned her arm on the table and extended her other arm in order to touch Sakura's.
"I'm so sorry. I just thought that maybe you two would sought things out. I hate seeing you so sad." She paused and cleared her throat. "Eriol and I had it all planned. The minute you two saw each other again you would fall in love…again."
Sakura looked up at Tomoyo "I kind of figured."
"I just think you need romance in your life. You remember; passion, obsession and desire."
Sakura exhale noisily as Tomoyo brightened.
"Wait I've got an Idea." She smiled sitting back.
Sakura smiled back "You're going to let me move in with you?" she said cheerfully.
"Um…" Tomoyo hesitated "I kind of had something else in mind. What if I hooked you up with someone? You need it. Those puffy eyes and that broken smile say it all."
Tomoyo was one person Sakura looked up to. Everything about her was divine. She had pale skin and long dark hair. She looked like she belonged in a fairytale. Sakura slightly smiled not so keen about the idea.
"Haven't you tried that before?"
"Didn't try hard enough. I know this really sweet guy, he's adorable."
Sakura smirked.
"Besides." Tomoyo went on "It's only fair that you start dating. Syaoran has been on the dating scene for quiet awhile."
Sakura tried not to look interested. She simply played with her finger and fidgeted with her hair. "Dating scene, huh."
"Yep! In fact he's seeing someone, I mean certain women."
Sakura bit her lower lip "He doesn't waist time does he." She pointed out with bitter sarcasm.
"I've been so busy obsessing over you and Syaoran as a couple that it never hit me. Are you fine with it?"
Sakura forced a smile "Yes."
Tomoyo breathed a sigh of relief.

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Sakura's POV

The rest of the day was quiet. I had spent part of it looking for the key to my room. I drew in conclusion that it did not exist. As I walked from one room to another, I noticed that the door to Syaoran's room was slightly open. It was as though it was begging me to go in. I stood there for a minute before pondering my next move. I bit my finger nail telling myself to stay away but my hands and feet had a mind of their own. I moved slowly into the room. It was dark and a feeling of loneliness and sadness hovered in the atmosphere. Everything seemed untouched and unnoticed. It was not too small but for some reason I felt belittled in it. His bed was unmade- 'He didn't even sleep on it' I thought. The rest of the room was tidy. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I quickly marched out of the room leaving the door as I found it. I walked up to the front door quickly tidying up my hair. When I opened it, a young woman in very tight fitting clothes stood before me. That was the first thing that caught my eye.

She was captivating you could immediately tell that she was naturally beautiful. Her skin was like porcelain and she had the most piercing blue eyes. She was slender and well toned. A strange look passed over her face before she spoke to me.
"Who are you?" she was rude with a fake British accent. Her personality was exposed in those three small words.
"Hi." I replied not quiet sure of what to say.
She rolled her eyes then pushed me aside "Where is Syaoran?"
I blinked noticing the butterfly tattoo on her neck. "He's not here, maybe-"
"Do you live here?" she cut me off. Her questions were sticking and emphasized nothing more that suspicion.
"Err….yeah. I'm Sakura." I said politely.
She froze as though someone had given her unexpected bad new. She was quiet probably plotting her next move. There was no telling what a girl like her could possibly be thinking.
"The Sakura?" she asked widening her eyes. "The ex-girlfriend?"

"Oh so he told you about me." I couldn't believe it.
"As a matter of fact, yes. I'm Rei-his girlfriend. He never mentioned that you two were living together. That jerk!" She growled cursing beneath her breath.
"Maybe you should be talking to him instead." I insisted.
She rolled her eyes again. "Fine; I'll wait for him."
I faked a smile. I often found myself pretending to have an abundance of affection. "Sakura, you're just too nice. People take advantage of that you know." Tomoyo would say. It was not like me to immediately dislike a person. I could simply tell her to go away or go wait for him somewhere else but that would be out of my character.
"Should I get you something to drink?"

She sprawled on couch and opened her bag. "I'm on a diet. My agent says I should watch my weight. Dieting is such a pain in the arse."
"Agent?"
"I'm a model." She bragged. "And you?"
"I'm a photographer." I said sitting on the opposite couch.
"That's so wicked. That means you can take pictures of me."
I faked another smile.

There was an awkward silence before she said "He only talked about you once but I've got a really good memory. He said you were just another girl."
"And why are you telling me this?"
"In case of an emergency and I don't want you to get too excited." She giggled.
"It wasn't necessary." I told her mildly though I was agitated to say the least.
"Maybe it wasn't but Syaoran is a great guy. He's quiet a catch, wouldn't you agree." She winked. This time I didn't smile. I looked at her with a plain look on my face. I didn't want her to see that she was getting to me.

The door opened and Syaoran walked in with grocery bags in his hands. Rei turned around. Her eyes glowed and sparked with joy.
"Syaoran!" she said happily.
"Rei;" He said in a less eager manner. "I could use a little help."
Rei looked at me "Sakura, you heard him."
I stood up furiously and carried two bags from his arms. For a second his arm stroked mine. A cloud gathered in his amber orbs. It was an expression I had seen before.
"Thanks." He said weary. "Rei what are you doing here? Our date isn't until eight."
"I thought I'd surprise you but I guess I'm the one who got the big surprise." Her tone was sweet and sincere in contrast to the tone she used on me.
Syaoran put the bag of groceries on a table nearby.
"I was going to tell you this evening. I just didn't know how you would take it."
She smiled and walked up to him "I'm okay with it, seriously."
I stood in the background watching. They acted as though I was not there. I couldn't believe Syaoran was so imperceptive that he would fall for that artificial stuff. It was obvious he was no longer my type. We had become two different people. Realizing that wasn't painful. I knew it would happen, it was inevitable. She put her arms around his neck and planted a wet kiss on his cheek. I looked away the minute I saw him glancing at me. He looked uncomfortable and embarrassed. I should have just left the room.

All of a sudden her phone rang.
"Oh that's mine." She said opening her bag "I'll take it in your room."
As she walked away he purposely coughed. I figured that it was his way of breaking the ice.
"No need for introductions, right?" he said, scanning my face for some sign of reaction.
I looked at him bluntly "Yeah."
"I was going to tell her, honest. I just wasn't sure if-"
"You don't owe me any explanation."
He tucked his hands into the pockets of his denim "So I did a little shopping, I know how much you love to cook. I personally rather eat out. I guess I'm just too lazy."
I nodded. That's all I could do around him. I was afraid to smile nevertheless show any signs of contentment or fulfillment.
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AN/ Sorry for not making this chapter horribly romantic since Valentines Day is around the corner just keep in mind that eventually it will get all fuzzy and cute.
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