Flexible Fact of the Day:

For nearly 100 years, scientists and doctors thought that ulcers were caused by stress, spicy food, and alcohol. Treatment involved bed rest and a bland diet. Later, researchers added stomach acid to the list of causes and began treating ulcers with antacids.

Flexible Strings Attached

By MoshiMoshiQueen

Thoughts

"Talking"

(Author Talking)

Previously on Flexible Strings Attached

Syaoran's mother corned her son in order to convince him to get settle down and start a family. Unfortunately Syaoran is in no condition to walk let alone marry! He has a stomach ulcer, which results in him attending a yoga class that his best friend's wife recommends.

Now on Flexible Strings Attached

The sterile smell of the hospital entered Li Syaoran's nostrils and made him groan in pain. He wrapped his arm around his stomach and grunted loudly as his rolled over. He couldn't seem to open his eyes and the dripping sound of a near by IV was driving him insane.

"I need to get out of here," he mumbled to himself.

"What a great idea, Syaoran. I'm here to help you with that."

Prying his eyes open Syaoran looked up only to see himself staring into the most incredible pair of green eyes he had ever seen. Was he dreaming? Was this an angel coming down to take him out of his misery?

Syaoran started to talk but his throat was filled with cotton and all he could do was cough in response to the angel.

Placing her hand on his forehead the woman cooed softly to him. "It's going to be all right. My name is Kinomoto Sakura. I'm a yoga instructor."

"A…a what?"

"A yoga instructor. Didn't Eriol-kun tell you I want coming? I'm here to help to into get into a stress free life!" she said excitedly as she bounced around. (Not only her body bounced if you get what I mean! Hehe)

"I don't think I can feel less stressful when my heart is beating so loud that I think it is going to come out of my chest," Syaoran let out.

Sakura leaned in closer to check his heartbeat, which made it increase drastically. "Wow! It is beating fast. Should I call a nurse?"

"No, no," he stumbled, "just back away a little."

Sakura blinked in a confused manner and then it hit her, "Oh!"

Blushing she backed away from her patient and bowed in apology. "I must have overwhelmed you with my presence. How stupid of me. I am just going to get you some ice to cool you down."

And with that Sakura skipped, yes skipped, out of the room to gain access to the ice machine.

Syaoran grabbed his phone so quick that even he was temporarily shocked. "ERIOL!"

"So, I guess you woke up to your surprise, eh?"

"Surprise? Are you trying to kill me? I almost just had a heart attack when she leaned over me with her… her…"

"Wonderful bosom?"

"Stop making fun of me!!!! How am I supposed to have a 'stress free life' with a goddess stretching and bending and… and FLEXING around me?"

Eriol chucked, "I know you will manage somehow Syaoran. Just play nice. You better listen to Sakura-chan and do everything she says if you want to return to work soon."

"Eriol…" Syaoran started to warn.

"Well, I have to go. My lovely wife is calling me. Have fun with your instructor!"

"ERIOL!"

"So, I guess you got a hold of Eriol-kun?" Sakura asked as she sauntered (well, it seemed like she sauntered to Syaoran!) in with a cup of ice in her right hand.

Syaoran took a moment to fully look the instructor over and his face heated. She was wearing a pair of little shorts that wrapped tightly around her… assets. Her tight pink shirt proudly stated "I'm Flexible." Her legs were a mile long and her auburn locks cocooned her body.

"I think I'm dying."

Sakura ran over to him quickly, "Is your ulcer bothering you that badly? Do you want me to cool you down? I brought ice."

"I think I'll need more than ice to control this heat," Syaoran stated blatantly as he looked at Sakura's 'assets' again.

"I've also brought some antacids. Do you want them?" she asked as she squeezed his shoulder lightly.

Gulping Syaoran managed to say, "No thanks. I'll be all right once I take a shower."

"Let me help you up, okay?"

As Sakura helped Syaoran stumble to his feet she felt heat rise to his face. "Uh, Syaoran-kun?"

"Hai?"

"Your gown is open."

Syaoran looked down quickly as saw that his butt was exposed for the entire world to see including the yoga goddess in front of him. "EH!" he shouted as he quickly closed the gown and ran to bathroom. This left Sakura giggling as her blush spread over her cheeks. He did have a nice butt.

After his shower Syaoran finally felt like an actual human being. Looking in the mirror Syaoran sighed to himself. He knew that he wasn't taking care of himself, but he didn't know that it would lead to this. He was hardly ever sick and he had never stayed in a hospital before. He felt out of whack and off balance. He was usually this intelligent person with a strong presence now he was an invalid who completely embarrassed himself in front of an amazing yoga instructor. He was usually so smooth. What was happening to him?

He leaned his head against the mirror as steam surrounded his body. With the towel wrapped around his waist he got the courage to open the bathroom door. "Sakura-chan?"

"Yes?" Sakura asked as she tried not to stare too hard at the man's chest. She could feel the drool starting to fall down her cherry lips.

"Would you mind handing me my clothes?"

Grabbing the jungle green shirt and jeans she stumbled to the bathroom door and flung them at Syaoran. "Here."

"Wait. Where's my suit?"

"You can't possibly where a suit, Syaoran-kun. You are supposed to relax and cleanse yourself, silly."

Grabbing on to the clothes Syaoran accidentally loosened his grip on the towel and he stumbled backwards as his own assets were displayed.

Sakura rapidly closed her eyes and stepped back. "HOEEEE!"

"Oh, geez," Syaoran had just made his situation worse. Way to go smooth man he said to himself as he closed the bathroom door.

As she heard the door close Sakura ran to get her phone and quickly dialed Tomoyo-chan's number. "I cannot do this!"

"Sakura-chan? What is wrong? You sound out of breath."

"I… I…. I just saw my patient in all of his glory. The blush on my face is causing me to have an extreme fever."

"Ohhhh. I told you he has handsome."

"Handsome??? Tomoyo-chan he is more than a pretty face. I can't do this. You know my policy. I don't date or even think romantically about my clients!"

"So, you are thinking romantically about Syaoran-kun, huh?" Tomoyo taunted.

"That is not the point!"

"Sakura-chan just relax you will be fine. Breath in and out! Have some fun for a change and let down all of your boundaries. Not every man is a scum bag like you ex."

"I know that, but I just don't want to get involved with anyone right now especially another successful businessman."

"So don't get involved. Just have a little fun."

"What? Like a fling. I don't do flings, Tomoyo-chan."

"It was just a thought darling. I have to go now. Eriol is talking to my stomach again. He is so kawaii."

"Tomoyo don't hang…." It was too late her friend had again left her hanging.

What was wrong with her? She felt out of whack and off balance. She was usually this calm, collected person with a friendly personality now she was a pool of jelly that was melting in front of a client. She was usually so smooth. Just what was happening to her? (Seem familiar? )

Just as she was pondering this revelation Syaoran appeared from the bathroom looking even more amazing then he did before.

"You clean up good," Sakura stated without meaning to, "I… I mean…"

He smiled attractively towards her, "Thanks. Are you ready to go?"

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be," she said to herself as she and Syaoran grabbed his bag and started to walk out of the plain, white hospital room.

I think that I am going to end it there, but don't worry I'm going to keep writing and update this fanfic again soon. I promise! I was trying to make this chapter kind of long and with more detail then I usually put into fanfics. I'm trying a new writing style. Please review!

Question and Answer Section

Q: Moshi-san what took you so long to get this up?

A: Hey, I've been busy. Plus I went out of my writing phase for a while.

Q: Well, that sucks. We've missed you.

A: Well, thanks. I just hope people remember me!

Q: MewMewPower loved that it was in the POV of Syaoran. Are you going to keep it that way?

A: I actually didn't notice it was from his POV, but yes I am going to keep it that way. Although I'll have it from Sakura's sometimes.

Q: Some people didn't think that they would like this fanfic. What do you think about that?

A: They suck. Lol I'm just joking. I'm one of those people who doesn't expect much, but when I read an amazing fanfic you'll know it because I review with passion!

Q: Do you know a lot about ulcers?

A: I really don't. I did some research on them for the fanfic, but I'm not an expert and I've changed some things. The cause of ulcers is still unknown, but most people believe that stress is a factor. I'm agreeing with because it goes with the fanfic. And EW if you see a picture of a stomach ulcer it is really gross.

Q: We just can't believe you have authored 88 fanfics. How did you do it?

A: I had no life. Lol just joking. I really love writing and I have a lot of ideas. Sometimes I have too many ideas that I can't complete fanfics. I wrote a lot of one shots too.

Q: People were wondering how you got their email

A: When I update a chapter I email a lot of CCS fans to get my story known. It's a strategy that works for me and gives me the opportunity to meet new people. So if you ever get a random fanfic it's because you are a CCS fanfic and I found your email on Most likely you've also reviewed to one of my other fanfics.