A/N: Hi, guys. Sorry to troubled you but I need to inform you that I've rewrite my first two chapters. But I just changed a bit. So it wasn't much different from the old ones.

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This chapter was beta-ed by: yingfa07.

Chap 3: Ruby Empire.

Sakura tried her best to calm down when she stepped near Syaoran. He seemed to not notice her until she was right next to him. Syaoran looked up, raised a brow, and asked with a mocking tone: "What are you doing in here, right next to my table?" She frowned. This guy really started to irritate her. "Shut up! I have no business with you. Tomoyo invited me to come. I didn't think that I'd have to meet you here." He snorted: "Yeah, sure. You didn't." Sakura trembled with anger. That was it. He's done for, stupid Li Syaoran. She was preparing to shout at him when a pair of gentle hands grabbed both her shoulders, dragged her to the seat next to Syaoran and pushed her down: "Calm down, my dear Sakura. Angry won't get you nowhere." Tomoyo smiled sweetly to her and turned back to the opposite seats with her Eriol. Sakura grumbled: 'That's just great, Tomoyo. Why do I have to sit next to an annoying jerk?'

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'Why Tomoyo? Why did you do this to me?' Sakura yelled in her thought. It was all Tomoyo's plan, she knew it. Her new friend has tricked her to an unwanted lunch with the jerk and now, she tricked her to make her got home with Syaoran.

Flashback

They got up after having lunch and decided to get home early because they all had a lecture to do.

When she was standing next to Eriol's car, and prepared to get inside, Tomoyo suddenly popped her head out with an affected sorry-face (while her eyes were twinkling):"Oh, I've forgotten. Today Eriol and I are having an appointment with an old friend from Japan. He is visiting England in 2 days so tomorrow he's leaving. I really miss him since we haven't met in such a long time so sorry Sakura but can we go first? Syaoran will drive you home, no need to worry, dear. Really? I can go? Thank you my friend. Have fun. Bye!" Then the car drove off.

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"GOD! Tomoyo! Why do I hate you so much?" She yelled out angry.

*Some where near there*

"A chu." Tomoyo sneezed. Eriol turned to her, asked with a worry tone: "You okay? Are you cold? If you want, I'll close the window."

She shook her head: "No no, I'm still fine. Maybe someone has just mentioned my name." Eriol sweet dropped: 'Well, it definitely must be Sakura.' He thought.

*Turn back to the Italian Restaurant*

"Oh, what should I do now? I won't ask to go with him. Never." She pouted.

When Sakura was busy with pouting, a car pulled up beside her and Syaoran popped his head out of the driver's window: "Hey! Get in. I'll also go home to, so just get in and I'll drive you back to the damn apartment. But just this time." She stuck her tongue out: "You think I like to go with you that much? No need for the second time."

End of flashback.

Sakura shook her head violently to let out her anger and chose to look out of the window instead of the driver's face.

Syaoran's car pulled up in front of the apartment. He reached his hand to Sakura's side door and opened it to her: "Get out." She glared at him: "Do you have to be so rude? If you didn't want to drive me home, tell me already. I' rather hear that than talking to you while you're having that kind of attitude." He shrugged: "Just get out. I have to go. There is no time for your stupid comment." She raised her brow: "Comment? No. That's a complain. What a rude and stupid guy. Why are you in a rush? It would be fine with or without you anyway." Syaoran said in a harsh tone: "You have no idea if it's fine or not so get out or do I have to pull you out instead?"

Sakura glared at him then stepped out of his car and head to the apartment, leaving a rushing Syaoran behind. But she had no idea why he was rushing at that moment. If she knew, she could be in awe.

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Syaoran stopped the car in front of a tall building and slowly drove into the garage. He got off it and head to the elevator at the in of the garage and pressed on number 16. He waited impatiently until the elevator stopped. He quickly walked into the hall then headed to the glass door at the end of it. Syaoran was at the Ruby Empire, the main Corporation that controlled the fashion industry from all over the world. It was one of the most powerful and popular Corporation. It produced magazines and TV shows but all was about fashion. It was well-known for having a great amount of extremely original ideas brought up by a group of creative designers and a big team of perfect and gorgeous models. Through time, the corporation has proved itself to the world and quickly reached to the top of the Fashion's world.

Syaoran pushed the glass door and walked in. Inside the door was a different world from the outside. People rushed and ran from here to there, laughs and noise were heard all over the place. But the noise that was heard the most were footsteps of people that were clutching tight on a big file of paper, ran through the room while talking on the phones which were being kept between their head and shoulder; of people that were taking care of the cameras and other equipments; of the models were chattering with each others. It was totally a busy place. When Syaoran walked through, every of them, from the normal workers to the secretaries, from the photographers to the models, waved or bowed at him. But he just simply ignored them. He kept walking until he reached another glass door at a corner of the room. There were less people in front of that door than at the center. Even if there were a lot of people, they wouldn't dare to make a big fuss in front of that room. There was only one simple reason. That was the room of the Vice President. Every of the photos, magazines, and fashion shows on TV or live will all had to pass through her hands before they could be published. Syaoran pushed the door opened then stepped in. At the back of the room was a large oak desk with papers covered it. Behind the desk was a big armchair that turned its back to him and faced a large glass window from the top to the floor and covered the whole wall. He stopped in front of the desk, knocked his hand on it: "Hey! Turn your bloody face to me. I'm not here to see your back." The armchair turned around. Facing him was a tall and slim girl with a pair of ruby eyes and long black hair: "Syaoran, really, you must stop talking so rudely. You'll push people away from you." Syaoran shrugged: "Who cares. Stop talking nonsense, Meilin and tell me the reason why should I be here." That girl was Li Meilin, Syaoran's cousin. The one that built Ruby Empire up were her father, Li Xihu and his mother, Li Yelan. Their parents worked together since they were sibling. After Xihu passed away, Meilin inherited the Vice President chair and worked with Yelan to raise the company until it became a big Corporation. But every time when it came to models for a new topic, Syaoran would be dragged there and became the model forcefully. After a few years, he's learnt to get use to it so now it wasn't a problem to him anymore.

Meilin picked up some papers on her desk and passed it to him: "Well, we are in need of you. Again." Syaoran looked at the papers then raised his head to look at her: "So I'm gonna work in studio number 29 eh?" Meilin smiled: "Yeah. With Nakuru Akizuki. Oh, come on. Drop the face. She's not that bad." He groaned: "Like hell you would know." And walked uncomfortable out of the room without bid his cousin a goodbye.

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He reached the destination. There were 30 studios on floor 14, 15 and 16. Lucky him, since his studio this time was in the 16th floor, he wouldn't have to run from this floor to that floor. He was sick of it. But even though, it was better than working with that Nakuru girl. She sure was a hot one, but she was way too trouble and as Syaoran's opinion, she was such a pain in the ass. He stopped right in front of the studio, took a deep breath and walked in…

"SYAORAN!!!!!!! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it! I knew you would come." A girl with pink hair and pink eyes nearly threw herself at him when Syaoran had to bring out a hand to stop her: "Calm down, Nakuru. I'm not here to play with you. Just the modeling things." She pouted: "Why are you so cold toward me? Aren't you happy to work with me? I'm a popular model, too." He pushed her aside and walked directly to the changing room, didn't even look at her. Nakuru stood at the door way, her eyes followed every movement of his. Then she smiled and brought a finger up her lips: "Your coldness just makes thing more interesting. I'll get you someday."

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Syaoran got out of the changing room in a white sleeveless shirt that was tight around his body and unbutton to his firm chest with a black tie hang carelessly around his white collar and a tight black jean. He could feel the eyes of all people in the room were looking toward his place but then, once again, he chose to ignore those envy glances. He grabbed a black hat on the accessory shelf and put it a little on his left side of his head and went back to where Nakuru was waiting in joy. She looked at him carefully. The shirt did a great work to reveal his muscular arms, his hard firm chest and six packs stomach as much as it could do. She pleased to know that this guy would be her mate for today. Nakuru stood up gracefully in a white trapless dress that reach to her mid-thigh with a simple silk black band wrapped tightly around her slim waist and a pair of black high heels. Half of her hair was pulled into a bun and decorated with a big black rose on the right while the rest of her hair was flowing freely. The topic of this month was gonna be Black and White; Simple, yet Elegant. So no wondered why they were dressing like this.

Nakuru walked up to Syaoran and threw both of her arms around his neck: "Syaoran. Why don't you look at us? Don't you agree that we make a perfect couple that every one must be envy of?" He pushed her away like he did but that just made she clutched tighter on him: "Why do you have to do that? You know as well that when we work, we'd do this, too. Even hotter. So why don't we get a little warm up here?" Syaoran took a glance at her then pushed her away harder than last time: "Sorry, Nakuru. But that's just work. Don't misunderstand it." Then he walked away coldly. Nakuru smirked: 'What a cold guy you are. But I love guys like you. You're exactly my type. You don't know how hard it is to find some one as perfect as you, so I won't give up so easily. I'll definitely capture your heart. Just wait for it.'

A/N: I finished another chapter!!! Well, I tried my best. Hope the story pleases you. If you really enjoy it then please R&R. I'd be very grateful.

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