Title: Little Miss Phony
Author: Sakura Incognito
Rating: M
Genre: Romance/General
Summary: They needed a new 14-16 year old singer. So, why did Li Syaoran pick 22-year-old Kinomoto Sakura? Well one, because she had great talents and two, because he thought she was sixteen. SxS
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura whatsoever, neither do I own Cascada's song Every Time We Touch.
Syaoran- 26, music producer
Sakura- 22, little miss phony
Chapter 08: Car Ride
Sakura walked through the doors to work, greeting people as she passed by them. It had been two weeks since that day…
Sakura cocked an eyebrow. "Why would I open up to you? Just because you're my boss doesn't mean—" Sakura stopped talking when she felt something soft and warm pressed against her cheek.
Syaoran had just kissed her cheek. And she liked it.
It was as if all her worries and fears had suddenly vanished, and it was just the two of them. Syaoran stepped away from her and smiled embarrassedly at her.
Sakura could only just stare at the ground her eyes wide open.
It had been awkward since, really. It wasn't as if they could forget what happened. Sakura wanted to talk to Syaoran about it, but couldn't find the guts to bring it up. So, they focused on their work, and tried to make the best of the situation.
Sakura entered the office, seeing Eriol in there.
"Hey Eriol!" she smiled, happily.
He grinned at her, widely. "How's my favorite girl doing today?"
She plopped down on top of Eriol's desk and grabbed the doughnut he was about to devour from his hand.
"I'm not your girl, but I'm doing fine now that I have your doughnut, thank you." She continued to talk with her mouth full. He glared at her and then rolled his eyes.
"What's the plan for today?"
Forgiving her for taking his doughnut, he smiled mischievously up from his lids. "Today we start on your first music video."
Sakura choked on her doughnut. "Today?! Who decided this? I thought we were doing it next week!"
He chuckled. "Yeah, we were, but Syaoran decided that we needed to do it sooner, so that we can get your song out faster."
Sakura pouted. At that moment, Syaoran walked in, looking through a few papers, and talking loudly on the phone. He paused quietly on the phone for a second before scowling, and snapping the phone shut.
Letting out a big sigh, he walked to his desk and organized the papers in his hand. After all that, he turned around to find Sakura and Eriol staring at him curiously.
"What's wrong with you guys?"
"Nothing." They both replied.
He looked skeptical, but let it go. "Anyways, today's a busy day, we have a lot of deadlines, and little time. So without further ado, shall we get started?" He gestured them to follow him out of the room.
Sakura and Eriol looked at each other before shrugging and following suit.
They met up with everyone else and they all gathered around Syaoran, waiting for instructions.
He cleared his through and began. "Alright guys, today we're gonna start shooting the music video of Sakura's song Every Time We Touch. We'll be leaving to the set that we rented in about an hour. You guys just get the stuff you need, and go. Got it?"
He waited for their nods, and nodded, too.
They all split up in frenzy, going through all their things and grabbing whatever they thought was necessary.
Sakura walked around, offering her help to anyone that needed it. She had nothing to pack up since she didn't need to do anything, except sing and act.
Soon, everyone was ready to leave, and jumping into their cars, anxious to get started.
Sakura grabbed her bag and went outside. As she stepped outside, she just realized that she had forgotten that she didn't have a ride to the set, and everyone had already left. Well, not everybody…
"Need a ride?"
Sakura jumped up, surprised, when she heard Syaoran's voice behind her.
A chuckle rumbled from deep within his chest, and he smirked superiorly at her. Sakura stared angrily at him, wanting so badly to slap that smirk off his face.
"I can catch a cab." She breathed out between clenched teeth.
"But I won't let you." He challenged.
"It's not up to you!" she yelled, frustrated.
"I'm your boss, so technically, it is." He glared at her, not letting her say another word.
The nerve of him! Sakura thought angrily. I can't stand him!
"You coming?" His distant voice broke her chain of thoughts, and she glared at the back of him as he walked to his car.
Jackass…She continued to dish out profanities at him and glare as she walked behind him to his car.
They both plopped down on their seats and silence pursued as Syaoran started the ignition.
Driving out of the parking lot, Sakura stared out the window, trying her best to ignore Syaoran.
"You know, you can't ignore me forever."
"Watch me." Was her indignant reply.
He chuckled lightly, his eyes softening as he turned to take a glimpse at her.
Her eyebrows were furrowed in anger, her mouth in a pout. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, her bangs framing her face so nicely…
He looked away, angrily. What am I doing? His foot pressed down on the pedal a bit more, speeding up.
Ever since he kissed her the other day, he wasn't able to get her out of his mind. She constantly plagued his mind, through the day and the night, as if taunting him.
He felt ashamed, yet, he just couldn't help it. She made him feel at peace, and happy. She was just so amazing to him, so…different.
How could something so wrong, feel so right?
He let out a resigned sigh, and Sakura looked up at him, confused.
"I'm sorry." He strained out.
He saw confusion run through her eyes. "For what?"
He grimaced. "The other day, at the lake, when I…kissed you. It was out of line. And I'm sorry."
He waited for her to say something but all she did was stare at him.
A couple of minutes passed, and yet no answer. He grew more frustrated and restless. "Well? Aren't you going to say something?"
She looked away slowly and sat completely against the chair.
"No." she said quietly.
"Nothing? Nothing at all?" His eyebrows rose in surprise.
"Nope." She tried to make it simple so that they could evade the conversation.
He looked at her incredulously. "You're not mad at all?"
"Not really."
He settled down a bit, and sat there quietly driving for a few minutes.
"Why not?" He almost didn't want to know her answer.
"Because you didn't do the worst." His head snapped sharply at her, examining her extremely neutral face.
"What's that supposed to mean?" his voice was harsh, with a hint of anger under it.
"Exactly what it means, Syaoran." She said with a little more frustration.
"But that doesn't make any sense at all!" He almost yelled out.
A spark of anger crossed her eyes.
"Look, it means that there are people that do things worse than just give a kiss. You just have to move on and forget it. There are bigger things on my mind, then your kiss. It means nothing to me, alright?" she bit out vehemently.
Earlier that day she wanted to talk to him about this, but when she got to thinking about it, worse things have happened to her, and she did worse than he did, with the whole lying to the world.
Syaoran let her words sink in, his face now expressionless.
It means nothing to me, alright?
Ouch. That hurt. "Fine," he started, "whatever."
She let out a sigh of relief and rubbed her right temple, enjoying the silence now.
This was gonna be a long day.
End of Chapter 08: Car Ride
Author's Note:
I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, so so so sorry about the long wait. I had promised you guys a chapter soon, and it took me all summer.
But, my grandmother died this summer and I really haven't had the heart to do really anything at all. I haven't gone out in two months.
I'm a lot better right now though. It's easier to handle it now, so for sure I promise you guys that I'll be updating more often now since I have nothing else to do.
And I'm also sorry that I always keep coming up with excuses for my late updates.
I felt bad for leaving you guys on edge, and I really wanted to finish this story.
So in honor of my grandmother, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. More heat between Syaoran and Sakura, but is it the kind you guys want? :P
Tell me what you think in your reviews!
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