2. Three Fatal Questions

A/N: This is the second chapter of Sakura and Syaoran's relationship in which Sakura is starting to become a little unsure about dating her best friend and the most wanted boy in school. Read on and see how she decides!

Rating: K+

Genre: Romance

Sakura was beginning to feel unsure about dating her best friend and the most wanted on the girls' hottie list. The more jealous ones had even started to invent nasty rumours about her and her boyfriend, on one occasion even going so far to get them called into the principal's office for an explanation.

And she wasn't sure whether Syaoran was going to end the relationship because of it. While she was pretty sure he wouldn't even think of it, anything could happen. Sitting under the same tree where they first became a couple, Sakura sat with Syaoran's head on her shoulder.

He could sense something was on her mind that day. Slowly, he lifted his head to look at her. "Sweetheart, you okay?"

Instead of answering directly, Sakura asked him, "Syao…can I ask you something?"

"Anything, dear."

Sakura took a deep breath; she'd been planning this for a while. It would determine whether she should break up with him for their own good or not. "But your questions have to be completely honest, understood?"

"Of course."

"Okay, umm….do you think I'm pretty?" Actually, this question was just to see what he thought of her; the next two were the more important.

"No."

Sakura swallowed; she hadn't expected something so blunt. Recovering fast enough so he wouldn't really notice anything, she asked her second question, her voice shaky. "And…umm…if I leave you…I mean, would you cry if…if I leave you?"

"No."

Sakura shuddered; she never knew there was such a harsh side to her boyfriend. Controlling the tears threatening to fall from her eyes and the shake of her voice, she asked her final question. "And…if we get married and l-live together…would you want to?"

"No."

Abruptly, she stood up. And the scary thing was that there had been no expression in his voice or his eyes when he answered her questions. "Then it's over, Syaoran-kun. I…I hope you don't get into as much trouble with your next girlfriend as you did with me."

She was about to walk off when Syaoran took hold of her wrist. "Sakura," he said gently, pulling her back down with him. "Where are you going?"

"Away. Somewhere. I don't know. I don't really care," Sakura sniffed. As much as she knew she should be going away from him, she really wanted to sit next to him too. He folded her into his arms and neatly deposited her on his lap.

"Now, tell me," he said. "What did I say wrong? You told me to answer truthfully, right? Well, I did."

Sakura sniffed again. "Well, yea but I didn't expect you to be so emotionless when you said it. You know, I was asking you those questions to determine whether I should break up with you or not. Because…I was getting you in trouble and I didn't want that. And…well…" she stopped in mid-sentence, not entirely willing to continue.

"And…?" Syaoran prompted.

"And…I was scared you were going to break up with me," she said in a small voice.

"Sakura!" Syaoran said, generally surprised. "Why would you think that? You know me. And I don't mind getting into trouble because it's worth it. Everything's worth it to be with you."

Sakura sniffed again.

Syaoran sighed, he drew her closer. "You want to know the real answers to your questions?"

The girl on his lap sniffed, expecting the worst. "Okay."

"I don't think you're pretty, I think you're beautiful, on the inside and out and that's one of the reason I just love you, not like you. And if you leave me, I don't know what I'd do to myself; sure as hell, I'll be crying but I'd die as well without you in my life," Syaoran confessed, enjoying the light returning to Sakura's eyes.

"And what about the third?" she asked carefully.

"I wouldn't just want to live with you, Saks. I want to live for you," he said finally, in the sweetest voice ever.

And Sakura realized that it would be the biggest mistake of her life to end this relationship with him. She needed him…because she loved him.

Author's Note: Couldn't be more cliché, I know, but it's cute, right? The dreaded three questions every guy faces :P okay, maybe not every guy.

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.