A/N: Hi you guys, I'm back and with more for you to read. Sorry for taking so long, my computer went all wack. Anyway I'm going to try to make my chapters longer with more info in them since now I'm going to be having Sakura at Eriol's mansion more often. Just thought it would be better. Annnd thank you for all of your kind and wonderful reviews. Without you guys this story wouldn't be going anywhere, I really appreciate it.
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kenshinlover2002: Lol I knew the little love hits from Sakura would be good for the story, I'm glad you liked it. And as for Eriol and the butler...you'll find out in time. :) Thanks for readin!
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Chapter 7: Curiosity Killed the Cat
Sakura waited outside of the hotel, twiddling with her fingers sadly as she waited for Gerry to drive up with his limo. How could Syaoran have said such a thing to her? Maybe he really didn't like her after all... now she saw how he truly felt. She wished that she could disappear and throw him out of her life. He wasn't making things easy on her and she definitely wasn't making things easy on him. She was sitting on the edge of a nearby planter looking into her lap when a gloved hand reached out in front of her, catching her attention.
"Good afternoon Ms. Sakura." She looked up and smiled when she saw the familiar face.
"Good afternoon, Gerry." She said as she took a hold of his hand. He smiled at her and led her to the car with the door already open. Without words she stepped in.
"Is something wrong, dear?" He asked, looking into the rear-view mirror when he slid into the driver's seat. Looking out through her window, she didn't notice him speaking until he had cleared his voice. "Sakura?" he asked again. She turned to see his eyes peering at her and smiled.
"Yes?"
"Is there something wrong? You seem distracted... sad possibly?" She only frowned again but replaced her frown with a smile moments later.
"No, I'm fine. I was just having a friend problem, that's all." She said as he nodded and focused his attention back on the road. 'Who the hell does he think he is? He doesn't run my life, so I don't see why I'm feeling so bad over this. He's nothing to me and I can't wait until all of this is over.' she thought hotly as she looked out the window again. Syaoran Li was a mere acquaintance, nothing more, and it was going to stay that way.
Minutes later they pulled in front of the mansion that she remembered all too well. This was the place that she would rather be then anywhere else, and putting aside all her suspicions about Gerry and Syaoran, she gladly got out of the limo and made her way towards the front entrance. As soon as Gerry caught up with her he graciously opened the door and stepped aside to bid her entry. Almost immediately a smile spread across her lips as she caught sight of the person she had eagerly expected to see.
Walking across the room was Eriol. He seemed to be deep in thought until he saw Sakura, even then he managed to push aside his ideas and flashed a smile in her direction, warming her instantly. "It's nice to see you again, Ms. Sakura. I'm glad you could make it," he said politely, stopping in front of her.
"Me too, I'm actually excited to work for once." she stated playfully. Eriol chuckled and held out a hand for her to grasp, and she happily accepted.
"Are you ready to begin?" He asked politely. She shrugged and nodded her head as he led her out of the main hall into the guest room. And as soon as they walked inside she immediately noticed a pile of clothes on a nearby chair.
"I'm guessing that this is my maid uniform?" she inquired. He nodded and lifted the outfit from the chair before carrying it to her in his surprisingly gentle hands.
"You're correct. This, Sakura, will be your attire that you will be wearing all the while you are here. You may wash them anytime you please, whatever makes you most comfortable." he said as he handed the lacey, black material to her. She smiled at him, showing him that she understood as she examined the material in her hands. It was just like any usual maid's uniform, nearly entirely black with the exception of the white ruffled puffed sleeves, skirt, collar, and apron. In fact she actually adored it, it looked like something out of a movie.
'He seems so polite... and yet here he is, living all by himself without any female figure to care for him. I wonder if he gets lonely...' she thought to herself as she stared at him quietly. She didn't realize she was staring until he cleared his voice, immediately making her jump and snap back to her senses. "Oh, sorry… You were saying?" He laughed and adjusted his glasses with his fingers before he continued with his explanation.
"As I was saying, all I'll need for you to do is dust the inside of my room and tend to any other obvious needs. You needn't worry about the other rooms on the top floor though, for no one uses them. As for everything else, it's really rather simple, for example…" He began, walking with her across the room to another door as he spoke. "Disposing of trash, laundry, preparing snacks in case of company. That's really all you need to worry about, but seeing as I rarely have company over, your duties are no doubt cut short." Sakura continued smiling but frowned inside. She knew she was going to have to work and that she wouldn't be able to just sit around and do nothing. And also, he had said that he rarely had company over. How often did he get to see his friends? He was still so young… too young to sit home alone at least. "...and then afterwards, perhaps you would like to accompany me to a cup of tea? Just to relax you before you leave, of course." he finished.
"Hm? Oh yes of course, that would be lovely." she answered, grasping the outfit closer. "Well then, should I get changed Mr. Hiiragizawa?"
"Yes. And please, Eriol seems most appropriate." He smiled at her, his eyes shining handsomely and she blushed lightly. He was so handsome, but then again... not really her type. He was the goody-goody rich guy who seemed to be all too innocent on the outside, but a devil on the inside. Hell, he could be a serial rapist for all she knew...
'You're being ridiculous, Sakura.' she thought to herself as she walked down the long hallway and into the bathroom. She was slightly surprised when she saw how big the room itself was, but then again she was in a mansion, nearly every room, bathroom or not, was about the size of a hotel room by itself.
Knock knock
"Sakura? You can get to work as soon as you're done changing. As for me, I'm going to get back to working on my files." he said through the door, knocking against it with his knuckle to get her attention. She muffled a small 'alright' through her shirt as she pulled the dress down over her head.
"Oh wow... cute apron." she said amused as she looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was surprisingly short and went a good two or possibly three inches above the knees. As for the black shoes, she wiggled her toes as the light reflected off the polished leather. "How unfortunate to have to get this dirty..." She sighed and flipped a stray strand of hair off her shoulders with her hand, taking one last awkward look at herself before walking out of the bathroom. 'Alrighty... where should I begin?'
Tap...tap...tap...
Syaoran was in his car with his hand to his chin as he sat a few blocks away from the old warehouse, bored. His other hand was tapping on the steering wheel as he thought. Even though he was supposed to be focusing on the people walking around, his mind was still concentrating on Sakura. He had to admit that she was one very stubborn woman, but nonetheless she was still fun to annoy. He chuckled under his breath and leaned over the steering wheel to get a better look at the building. He looked out at the warehouse and noticed an old hobo trying to take a peek through one of the old, cracked windows.
"What the hell?" he whispered as he leaned forward more. The hobo used his old, tan sleeve to dust away the dirt on the window to get a better view of what was inside. And after glancing through once again, he began to make his way to the front doors. To Syaoran, this man looked very suspicious. "Hey B. Someone's trying to trespass into the warehouse, looks like a homeless man looking for a place to stay. Want me to go check it out?" he said into the collar of his shirt where a small microphone was buttoned up inside. He put a finger to his ear to hear his boss's reply and nodded before taking his keys out of the ignition and stuffing them into his pocket.
It wasn't too far to walk but it was still difficult to try and walk to the warehouse without causing suspicion. The old man had somehow made his way inside through the rusted, metal doors and was now out of sight, which made Syaoran a little more paranoid. Was the guy seriously just looking for a place to camp? Still though, something seemed strange about the man…
Stepping through the doors as quietly as he could, Syaoran tiptoed around the door frame with his hand placed firmly on his gun. "Come on old man... where are you?" he whispered as he looked around, stepping through the shadows being cast by rows of piled boxes. Suddenly there was a loud clashing noise and he immediately swung around with his gun pointed out in front of him. Apparently the old man was looking through things, moving around as he examined them. Or at least that's what Syaoran thought. He stepped around another corner and quickly withdrew back to hiding behind a stack of boxes as soon as he caught sight of the man's back, huddled over a pile of tin cans.
"What is he doing?" Syaoran whispered again as he quietly loaded his gun. There was another clash and he took this as his opportunity to jump around the corner and aim his gun at the old man. "Freeze!" he yelled as the man whirled around in astonishment, with his hands high up in the air.
"Don't shoot!" he cried as his long grey beard shook as he spoke. Syaoran remained silent but didn't lower is gun, instead he began to step closer.
"Who are you?" he asked firmly. The old man began to shake in fright and nervousness.
"I-I'm just an o-old man trying to look for some food! " His hands were shaking violently. But Syaoran wasn't buying it.
"Why would you be looking for food in an old abandoned warehouse?"
"I-I don't know, who k-knows what people put in here! I swear, please don't shoot me!" Syaoran remained in position and after a few moments of looking the man over, he lowered his gun. Though as soon as he did, the man pushed a nearby trashcan at him and ran off into the shadows, disappearing in a forest of highly stacked boxes.
"Shit!" he yelled as he kicked the trashcan away, and quickly began chasing after him. He turned the corner and found himself at a wall, then turned around only to see that the man was no where to be seen. Cursing at himself for letting his guard down, he placed his gun back into its holder and rubbed his forehead in anger. "Dammit... I can't believe I fell for it."
Taking one last look around the warehouse he walked out through the metal doors and back towards his car. By then the old man was long gone.
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"You know, you do your job well for a beginner. Have you ever done anything like this before?" Eriol asked, leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom. Sakura was standing on the sink counter, cleaning the mirror on the tips of her toes. She blushed and wiped her forehead of perspiration as she looked down at him.
"I haven't, and thank you. Not many of my bosses compliment their employees, you're one of the first I've come across." she said, jumping down from the counter and walking up to him. She wasn't even close to being his height. He looked to be about five foot ten, while she more near five foot four. He looked down at her and smiled warmly as her breath caught in her chest. Did he always look that charming? "Um... please excuse me, I have the other bathrooms to attend to." she said, pushing her way past him politely.
"Oh yes, of course." He moved aside and let her walk by, his eyes watching her retreating form. She could feel his eyes baring into her back but decided to stay focused on what was in front of her. No, he was definitely not her type. After all, he was Syaoran's friend. What would he think if he found out that she was supposedly had a crush on his long time pal? She didn't even want to think about it.
"He probably wouldn't even care... humph... he's such a snob." She mumbled to herself. Turning another corner and walking into the next bathroom, she shut the door and leaned against it. Was it such a good idea to be working for someone so distracting? She didn't know and didn't want to know, as long as she didn't lead him on, nothing would happen and she could continue to work without problems. "Deep breaths, Sakura, nothing's wrong. It's all in your head."
Eriol was had retreated back inside his little office, flipping through various files in his file cabinet. It was a daily routine for him and he had to admit, he was getting quite bored of it. "Gerry!" he called out. There was no answer, yet he waited a few more moments before calling out again. "Gerry!" This time the butler appeared at the foot of his door, hands at his sides and waiting patiently.
"You called, sir?" he asked, a curt smile on his face.
"Where have you been? I haven't seen you all morning since Ms. Sakura arrived." Eriol questioned, looking at him in question.
"Well I've been outside sir, tending to the gardener. She had asked for help… Sorry if that's troubled you." he said, bowing lowly. Eriol was still curious but decided to let it slide.
"No, it's quite alright. I was just curious about where you went. Anyway I'm starting to get another headache, could you fetch me a beverage please?" Gerry bowed again and turned around, walking down the hall. "Very curious man, he is... curious indeed." Eriol said, turning back to face his desk. A moment later he heard a small giggle from his door and he turned to see Sakura standing in the doorframe.
"Sorry but I find your accent amusing." She said, smiling. He pushed his glassed up the ridge of his nose with his finger and turned in his chair to face her.
"You do, do you? Well I find it amusing too at times. English accents seem to be strange to those who aren't accustomed to it." Sakura looked on in surprise.
"You've heard yourself? How, through speeches?" she asked. He nodded.
"For speeches I make for my company. I need to know how I'm going to sound, mind you. It sounds bad whether I record myself or not." They both shared a laugh, then stared at each other for a few moments before breaking the silence. "Did you need something?" he asked, swerving back on topic.
"Oh! Yea, I wanted to ask you if I could help Gerry out in the yard. That is, unless you would rather have me do something else. I've already finished with the house." She asked, twiddling with her fingers.
"Hm. I think he can attend to that himself, though you are still free to join him if you'd like. I don't mind at all." He said. Sakura smiled in acceptance and readied to turn around when he called her back. "Miss Sakura?"
"Yes?" She answered, turning around. His eyes were staring at her in that way again and it gave her goose bumps. Why couldn't he just let her leave?
"Could you lock the door before you leave, please?" Sakura nearly fell over, but did as he asked. She nodded and locked the door from the inside before closing it behind her. Why did he want his door locked? Maybe he just didn't want to be disturbed? Yeah, that had to be it.
"I GET IT! DAMN! " Syaoran yelled into the microphone while driving back to the hotel. He had contacted his boss as soon as he had returned to his car and once he told him what had happened, Dominic immediately began lecturing him, openly telling him how stupid and irresponsible he was.
"I MEAN IT, LI!" Dominic threatened, and then lowered his voice in an attempt to calm down. "If you keep making mistakes, we'll never get anywhere with this. We need to find this guy as soon as possible, and you can't just let all the possible suspects get..."
"Yeah, I know. I made a stupid mistake; I don't need you telling me about it," He sighed, rubbing his temple in irritation. "I'll talk to you later."
He hung up and raced towards the hotel. He really wasn't in the mood to listen to anyone, let alone see anyone either. He just wanted to sleep. That was… until he remembered Sakura was still gone.
"Humph... hope she's having fun with Eriol." He was being sarcastic. Everything seemed to bug him, and anyone in their right mind would know to keep away in case of explosion… seriously. He sped into a parking space in front of the hotel and was oblivious to the fact that he had slammed his car door as he stomped inside through the entrance.
"Sir... is something wrong? Sir?" The receptionist called after him, but frowned when he had ignored her and continued on his way. Maybe it was a good thing that Sakura wasn't waiting for him in the hotel suite, which would have had the word 'danger' written all over in telepathic letters. Barging into the room angrily, Syaoran immediately threw off his shoes, ran into his bedroom, and plopped face first onto his olive-green bed sheets.
'I wonder what he's having her do for him.' He groaned in further annoyance. 'I know him all too well...' One of the reasons he started to lose touch with his dear friend was because of the way they clashed when they around each other. They had much of the same characteristics but that wasn't just it, they also disagreed about lots of things and had the same taste in girls. For some that may be good, but with those two, it was like water and sand. They did NOT mix. Whenever they would see a pretty girl, they would both try to go after her. It was like a constant challenge, a battle for the both of them. So eventually they drifted apart only to end up the way they were now. 'I'm going to call him.' he thought as he lifted himself from his bed, practically crawling towards the phone.
Picking up the phone he pressed it to his ear gently as he dialed Eriol's cell. He still didn't have his house number and needed to make sure to ask him for it. It rang a few times before a young, feminine voice answered.
"Hello?" she said.
"You. Get me Eriol. Now." Syaoran commanded firmly. There was a sudden snarl at the other end, following a small sigh.
"What do you want Syaoran?" It was Sakura and he immediately smirked. What a coincidence that is was she who answered his call.
"Nothing from you, I need to talk to Eriol, give him the phone." he commanded again. Bingo. He knew he was being a butthole but he couldn't help it. He sure felt like one.
"You're such an ass Li. Here he is."
"Hello?" Eriol answered.
"Hey Hiiragizawa, how are you holding out with Kinomoto? She's got a mouth on her, wouldn't you say? Or have you not seen that side of her yet." Syaoran said, smirking to himself. Eriol, once again, pushed his glasses up the ridge of his nose and laughed.
"I don't know how she is around you, but I haven't seen anyone so… enjoyable in all the time I've lived here."
Enjoyable? What'd be mean by that? They didn't… did they? Eriol was going to die. But what was this, jealousy? Syaoran never got jealous over any girl, ever. Mainly because the relationships he'd had, began in his bed and ended in his bed. How quaint.
"Pfft, then you need to get out more often." Syaoran rolled his eyes and Eriol laughed again, his English accent slightly getting on his nerves. "Anyway I just called cause I was bored. I just got off the phone with..." He paused for a second. "...my mom and I'm really ticked. In fact I'm kinda in the mood to start a brawl with Sakura. What time is she coming back?"
Sakura was close by, watering some nearby flowers in a vase while Eriol continued talking with Syaoran. She looked over at him and he smiled, quickly resuming his conversation. "She's able to go whenever she pleases. No one is keeping her here, she can go on her own accord." he said. Sakura smiled back at him and returned to watering the flowers before walking out of the room and out of ear shot.
"Listen Eriol, you don't want to get mixed up with her. Trust me, she's not like any other woman you've met." Syaoran warned flatly. There was a slight pause then a long breathy sigh from Eriol.
"Indeed? Is it because you already have your sights set on her, or is it that for once you're truly trying to warn me to keep me out of trouble? " Eriol knew what the answer was, and it only intrigued him further. Syaoran hated him for that.
"Just take my word for it this time. You haven't seen the real side of her yet, I swear when she explodes, you won't see anything but stars and confetti."
"Yeah whatever..." Eriol said lazily. He continued conversing with Syaoran while Sakura roamed the room she was in wearily. While walking around, she came across a pretty black piano forte over in the far side of the corner. She slid her fingers across the top of it in recognition before sitting down on the piano bench. She smiled to herself as she slid off the cover hiding the keys and looked at them intently.
"I remember moments like this..." she said to herself, "When I was young I would always play a piano much like this one." She placed her fingers on the keys and before she knew it, her fingers began a smooth melody. Her talents from when she was younger seemed to flow back to her hands and she closed her eyes, feeling the music glide through her, lifting her inhibitions.
Minutes went by and she continued to play her tune. It had been so long since she last touched a piano and it brought back so many memories. Her and her father would sit at it for endless hours just trying to create a nice, soothing song. They would have the time of their lives just doing it... and that's what she missed.
"Sakura, are you done with the house, ready to leave? "Eriol asked as he walked up to her. Shocked, she stopped playing and stood up.
"Um yeah. Sorry for touching your piano, I just couldn't help myself."
"No, you play beautifully." His eyes gleamed at her with utter kindness, yet they seemed dark and mysterious. She wondered what kinds of secrets were locked up inside. "You may use it whenever you like. Come, I'll escort you to Gerry."
Damn those probing eyes of his. She would have liked to say something, but they seemed to suck all the words right out of her head. How odd.
"Yes well I bet Syaroan can't wait to begin our quarrel anyway… I thank you again for accepting me for your offer." She said, following close behind him. The moment was oddly silent again and a few moments later, Gerry walked in and out of sight across the room from the hallway, catching both of their attention. "Hi Gerry." Sakura said warmly. He stopped walking and looked towards them.
"Hello Ms. Sakura. Is there anything you need?" He asked. She glanced at Eriol who looked as if he were going to ask him a question, and indeed he did, though for some reason she had thought a question of another kind was right on the tip of his tongue.
"Gerry, Miss Sakura is ready to leave for home, would you be so kind?" Eriol maintained his calm look regardless of his distress. She wondered how he managed to do that and still look… unbelievably appealing. Gerry nodded in sudden acknowledgement and strode quickly to the front doors to open them for her.
"I'll be more then happy to escort you home, Miss Sakura, but I just need to take care of something really quick beforehand. Please excuse me." He ran off towards the stairs and quickly made his way towards his room, but a sudden mental pull ttracted his attention on Eriol's office. First he hesitated to open the door but brought forth the courage to take a small peek. Seriously. Just a small peek.
"Let's see what we have here..." he whispered as he stepped through the door. He looked through papers, cabinets, drawers, and shelves to see if there was anything of use to him, though sadly, there wasn't. Muttering an oath under his breath, he turned to leave… but the sight of something shiny under a few of Eriol's papers caught his attention. "What is this?" he thought out loud. He was about to reach for it when a sudden voice tore him away from his assumptions.
"What are you doing?"
Gerry whirled around, his back pressed against the desk. Aw crap.
"What do you mean?" he asked as he recognized Sakura's form in the doorway.
"What are you doing in Eriol's office? Is there something you need in here?" She was suddenly suspicious, this was the second time she caught him doing things that looked… odd. He shook his head and started his way towards her.
"No, I was just sorting his papers. Seeing as it's always a mess in here, I figured that it was time to clean up."
"I see..." She looked at him questioningly, still not sure if he was telling the truth or not but decided not to push it. Instead she smiled and stepped out of his way so he could walk past her. "Well I just came to see where you were. Eriol was starting to wonder if you would ever come back down."
"Indeed, sorry about that Sakura, lets get to the limo shall we?." They smiled at each other and made their way down the staircase side by side, approaching Eriol who also seemed to be a bit curious about what had taken Gerry to long. Sakura finished saying her good-byes to Eriol and walked out towards the front of the house while Gerry followed close behind. "Oops, shit." he gritted, suddenly remembering something. Unfortunately for him though, Sakura had heard.
"What is it?" she asked, standing at the limo door.
"Nothing. It's nothing, please hold on one moment." he said as he rushed to the other side of the vehicle. He opened the door and moved something to the back of the car. Sakura peeked at him before he stuffed whatever it was into the trunk and caught sight of something furry, possibly a wig?
"What was that?" she asked curiously. He shook his head to shake off her question and opened her door for her.
"It wasn't anything. Just a few things Eriol needed me to buy." He said as she stepped in. She didn't say anything in response, but her expression said it all. He knew she was onto him, and it was really starting to make him nervous. But why was he getting nervous if there was nothing to hide? There was nothing to hide… wasn't there?
He drove her back to the hotel within minutes and neither of them said a word to each other. Instead she got out of the car as soon as he slowed to a stop and watched as he drove off. Things between them were indeed starting to get awkward and she didn't know what it meant.
Syaoran would have passed out from exhaustion if it wasn't for a loud bang at the front door. His eyes shot open as he became alert, but relaxed again when he noticed it was Sakura.
"About time. I was beginning to think that…." That you were getting it on with Eriol. He shook off the thought. "That you actually enjoyed work." She merely stuck her tongue out at him and took off her shoes at the front door before making her way to the bathroom.
"I actually did. He's so much more polite and pleasant to be around then you are. In fact, I wouldn't mind living with him rather than here with you." she called from inside the bathroom. Ouch. That'd hurt.
"Yeah, right. And I suppose you might want to date him too?" At this she poked her head out the door and glared at him in challenge.
"Who knows, I might." she said smartly. He scowled at her and turned away without a word. For some strange reason, this pleased her. "Why do you care? You're not jealous are you?" She offered a fake gasp. "No way! The Syaoran Li is jealous over little Sakura Kinomoto! Is this even possible? "
"Stuff it Sakura. I never said I was jealous, I will never get jealous over you." A lie. Or maybe he wasn't lying. He didn't know what he wanted anymore, he didn''t exactly like her, but then again what else could have explained his sudden urge to cuss Eriol out over the phone? She frowned at his last words.
"Yeah, I thought so, meh who cares." She shrugged and disappeared back into the bathroom. "So now that we're moving onto a more friendlier topic, what did you do while I was gone today?" He shrugged and lay down on the couch as she emerged from the bathroom toward him.
"Went somewhere."
"Where?"
"It's none of your business."
"We'll I'd like to know."
"It's none of your business."
"Fine then, was it close by?"
"It's none of your business."
"Did you go check out sluts at one of those kinky clubs?"
"It's none of your business."
"You're such an ass."
"None of y..." Fun time. "Look who's talking."
Sakura glared at him and pushed his head forward roughly before stomping into the bedroom. She never failed to amuse him, but now their fn was over, time for some serious talk.
"Hey Sakura. I think I may have found out some stuff about the warehouse and the bad guy. Later I need you to come with me so we can… explore." he called out to her. He could hear her voice muffle out to him through the bedroom door.
"What for? Go by yourself geek, I'm going to sleep." Again with her spoiled attitude.
"You're coming with me whether you like it or not."
"No I'm not!"
"Yes. You are."
Silence.
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"I hate you!" she yelled at him as she stepped into the abandoned warehouse. It was nearing nine o' clock that night and, seemingly so, Syaoran had forced her into going with him to the warehouse. She loathed him.
"Ditto." He said as he walked over to the pile of tin cans the old bum was looking through earlier that day. There had to be something there, otherwise why would someone be looking if the place had been abandoned for years?
"Why are you looking through those cans?" Sakura asked, walking over to him. He was digging through the cans, pushing them to the side as he searched.
"Seeing if there's anything here that's not supposed to be." he answered, squatting down.
"Mhm, and I suppose you're expecting to find some sort of alien corpse under all of this?" He glared at her over his shoulder then turned back to the cans. "Oh, come on Syaoran, this is boring. Why couldn't we just stay back at the hotel and do this tomorrow?" She'd hit a nerve.
"Because this is a matter that needs to be taken care of immediately. We Might as well do it now when people are sleeping." He explained, his tone hard and direct. "I can't take chances on being found out… that bum might sneak by and catch us."
Good point.
"Fine. Here let me help," she said, getting to her knees right beside him. "If we don't find anything then I'm going home... OUCH!"
Syaoran quickly turned to look at her and saw her bent over her knee, examining it with a mixed expression of pain and surprise. She had kneeled down on an open can lid and cut herself. It didn't look deep, but her knee was bleeding.
"I swear, you're absolutely accident prone." He sighed, crossing his arms. She glared up at him, her small palm covering the cut.
"Shut up! This really hurts…" Tears stung her eyes at the sight of the blood. She may have been a woman now, but she still had her childish moments. Syaoran smiled… a smile of contentment? Nah.
"First it was your finger getting stuck in doors, and now this..." Syaoran moved towards her. He always chose the wrong time to start an argument.
"Help me dammit, do you have something I can tie over this?" She blew across the cut to stop the stinging.
"Even if I did I wouldn't give it to you. You'd get blood all over it." he smirked. God she hated him. She expressed her rage by kicking the pile of cans, sending a few flying into the air with her foot.
"Listen you! I'm not in the mood for your senseless twattle, so stop annoying me! Grow up and realize that arguing with me isn't cute!" Oh man, she was heated. And that had been enough to trigger his rage as well.
"Would YOU stop annoying ME! I'm just trying to get this figured out so I can get back home and live my normal life again." He stepped closer to the cans.
"I want to get back home too, but sadly I can't! Instead I'm stuck with some snot-nosed, goody-goody who thinks he's GOD! Would you stop trying to act so cool and be nice for once! Geeze I can't beli... eh!" She was yelling at him as she pointed a finger to his chest when she noticed that she had suddenly stepped on something that seemed to sink. Looking down she saw that the stone she was standing on sunk into the ground. A key? Nothing happened. "What's this?"
"Look what you did, bigfoot." he said, looking down at the stone.
"I didn't do it on purpose! Stop insulting me..." She frowned. She was so fed up with this bullshit. "That's it, I'm going to the car. I can't believe how childish you are..." She trailed off in a rant as she walked off. Once she took her foot off of the stone, there was a loud pang and it popped back up. The noise startled her and she suddenly stopped walking, the both of them looking around cautiously.
"What did you do?" he accused her again as he looked back down at the stone.
"I didn't do anything." She took another glance around then stomped out of the warehouse. He didn't attempt to follow her; instead he continued to look around to see what had made the noise. (Other then the stone, of course) Shortly after, he decided that it was nothing and walked outside to his car where Sakura was waiting impatiently.
"Well? Did you find out what that noise was?" She asked, tapping her foot on the ground. He walked around to the other side and slid into the driver's seat.
"No, I'm sure it was nothing. Now come on, let's get going."
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Sakura decided to sleep on the couch that night instead of the bed. She needed some time to think to herself and she knew that sleeping on a comfortable mattress would only bring her to sleep, not keep her awake. She was still curious about what happened inside the warehouse and wanted to find out almost as much as Syaoran did, though she didn't want to admit it.
"ZZzzzZZzzzz uhh...zzZzZz...pfff...ZZzz..."
She rolled her eyes at Syaoran's snoring from the bedroom and continued to think. What if whatever was in that warehouse was really serious? What if there was something hidden inside that no one knew about? If there was then the FBI would have found out by now, that she knew.
'I wonder if we'll find anything. I hate wasting on my time on something so ridiculous.' she thought. But that was the least of her worries, she just wanted to get back home with Tomoyo… It wasn't long till she fell asleep and Syaoran had woken up. She had stayed up late while Syaoran was busy snoozing off in him room. That wasn't a surprise though, males tended to do that. As soon as they got back he had immediately drifted off to the bedroom without saying another word to her. Usually he would have felt bad, but really needed the sleep.
It was still a bit early in the morning but Syaoran decided to get a head start. While Sakura was at Eriol's, he would be investigating the warehouse again. He stretched and slid out of bed, slipping on green footsies before quietly making his way to the bedroom door.
"Mmm..." Sakura moaned in her sleep as soon as he walked past her. The hell? He looked at her and wondered to himself... did she really just moan? Thoughts drifted to the surface of his mind without his knowing, dirty thoughts, yet he shook them off.
The room was still dark so he couldn't see her expression, but still, he wanted to look at her. For once he got to be close to her without having her jump down his throat about something. He had to admit though, when she wasn't yelling she was actually quite nice to be around. 'She's not really all that bad...' he thought, kneeling down on the floor in front of her. He had to look close to see her face, but he still couldn't make out her features that well. Everything was so quiet, so peaceful that his mind wasn't even thinking anymore. All he could focus on was the angel in front of him. He probably only thought that because he was still half asleep. Nah… it was because she wasn't yelling at him, either way though, it didn't matter.
He was still looking at her when she had opened her eyes. She could sense that someone had entered the room with her, and she nearly screamed when she opened her eyes to Syaoran's chest. She was also surprised to see that he wasn't moving away from her as soon as she looked up at him, and little did she know that he couldn't see that she was awake. 'What is he doing?' she thought curiously. Then out of no where he began to move closer to her, a hand brushing her hair gently behind her ear. Her breath caught in her throat and she didn't say a word.
He continued moving closer to her, his eyes on her face and she didn't know what to do. Should she call out and interrupt what he was doing, or should she remain quiet and find out what was about to happen? Was he sleepwalking? She had a feeling that he was going to kiss her… and oddly enough, a part of her wanted him to, but part also didn't. Sure he was handsome, but now that she knew the kind of person he was, she didn't want to have anything to do with him... or did she?
His face lowered closer to hers and her eyes widened, she could feel his breath on her lips and braced herself, ready for the imapact... but it didn't come. She held her breath as she looked at him, seeing him hesitate and then move back slightly. 'Is he going to kiss me or not?'' Then once again he moved towards her, though this time he kissed her forehead. It was as if he wanted to kiss her but thought better of it and kissed her elsewhere. Maybe he didn't want her to wake up or maybe he just didn't want to give her any ideas. She let out her breath quietly, a bit depressed that he didn't kiss her lips instead.
She smiled though as she watched him stand up from the floor and make his way to the bathroom, opening and closing the door quietly so he wouldn't wake her. Good thing he didn't know she was awake... would he still have kissed her if he knew she was watching him? It didn't matter, it was over now and it was up to her to think it through. Maybe he wasn't so bad under all of that macho-ness. Maybe he had a soft side but just didn't want to show it so openly. She couldn't help but think this over as she began to fall asleep again, ok so possibly she still had a little crush on him, but it wasn't going to go anywhere. It was just an infatuation...
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A/N: Nothing really happened and I know it was boring but it's getting to the good parts. Don't give up on me yet, there's much you need to find out and I'll surely add a lot more to my chapters the more I get going. Thanks for reading and I'll try to update as soon as I can. :D