Flexible Fact of the Day:

If you have a family history of ulcers or you are blood type O, you are more likely to get a duodenal ulcer.

Flexible Strings Attached

By MoshiMoshiQueen

Thoughts

"Talking"

(Author Talking)

Previously on Flexible Strings Attached

As Syaoran was released from the hospital, so were the reporters and they were hot on the 'couples' scent. When the two returned to Syaoran's apartment they were about to have a kawaii moment that was interrupted by….

Now on Flexible Strings Attached

"Syaoran-kun!!"

Wincing, Syaoran looked up and was faced with his tyrant cousin, who flung her onyx ponytails back in frustration. With her hands placed upon her hips and her foot tapping in annoyance, Syaoran prepared himself for the attack.

"How dare you leave the hospital without contacting me! How dare you not let me know that you were dating again and HOW DARE YOU NOT INTRODUCE ME!!"

"Um, you see…" Syaoran started to speak as he ran his hand through his chocolate brown locks.

"Well, I'm waiting to see how you explain yourself," Meilin said as she paced the room. She was dressed in a stylish suit that hugged her generous curves. It was a gray piece that was cut to perfection. She wore a silky crimson shirt underneath the crisp jacket and a skirt that stopped shortly before her knees. Her stilettos were a striking red and were extremely arched. They not only made her legs look gorgeous, but made her look more in charge as well. Not only was she dressed perfectly, she looked perfect with her saucy, red lips, creamy complexion, and haunting red eyes that were accentuated by her black eyeliner and mascara.

Holding her hand out, she assisted Sakura up and said, "Since he won't introduce me I'll just do it myself. Hello, I'm Li Meilin, Syaoran's cousin and agent."

Sheepishly, Sakura shook the woman's hand and replied, "Hello, I'm Kinomoto Sakura. I'm Syaoran's yoga instructor."

Raising her perfectly shaped eyebrow, Meilin turned and looked at her cousin, "Yoga instructor?"

"Um, yes," Syaoran stumbled as he stood himself up, "Sakura is helping me recover from my ulcer."

"I see," stated Meilin, "so, she is just your instructor and nothing else?"

Blushing Sakura answered the inquiry, "Syaoran and I only just met today."

Meilin noticed the Syaoran was quite resigned when he heard Sakura's reply. It was almost as if he was trying to convince himself to agree with Sakura's reasoning.

"So, you see Meilin. I wasn't hiding anything from you."

Waving him away, she walked towards the door, "You're right. You can't hide anything from me and that is why I'll leave you two alone as I fight off the vultures."

Turning the doorknob Meilin looked over her shoulder and left with one last comment, "You know Auntie is going to freak when she hears about this."

"There is nothing to hear, Meilin."

"If you say so."

The sound of the door being shut echoed through out the apartment. Sakura's cheeks were still tinged with a pink hue and her hands were folded neatly across her waist. "She seemed really nice. She must care a lot about you."

"Hai, maybe a little too much," Syaoran commented as he turned to meet Sakura's gaze, "About before… you know."

"Oh… um. We were just caught up in the moment was all," Sakura answered as she turned away from him, "It's all right. From now on we'll just keep it professional."

"Right. Professional," Syaoran said with disappointment laced in his voice.

Trying to shake off the feeling, Syaoran said, "So, where do you want to go to eat?"

Sakura's face lit up in delight as she replied, "I know this perfect restaurant on Main Street! It's gorgeous there. I don't usually get to eat there because it's so expensive, but we are celebrating."

"Celebrating?"

"You're new and improved life style of course! You'll learn to love it," she said as she winked at him.

Blushing slightly Syaoran answered, "Well, I'll go get ready. Thanks for all of your help, Sakura-chan."

As she watched him walk towards his room she mumbled, "It's not problem… really no problem."

Biting her lip, she wondered what had come over her. Wasn't it her who said she didn't need to jump into another relationship? Wasn't she burned enough last time?

She squeezed her left arm as if to comfort herself away from the thoughts of Keiji. She didn't need to give him another moment of her life. She was over him and what did it matter if she was flirting with a handsome, sexy, so kawaii…

"Okay, I'm ready."

Looking up, Sakura started to drool. Syaoran was wearing an Armani suit that fit him to the tee. The clean-cut, black jacket was tight around his arm muscles and the white shirt under it was form fitting. The gold clips on his sleeves simply cut and were engraved with his initials, LS. His tie was a deep mahogany and made his eyes stand out brilliantly. The pants were also noir and… Sakura blushed as her eyes landed on his package.

Forcing herself to look up at his face, she slowly rose from the ground and walked sensuously over to him. "You forgot a button."

Reaching up, she slowly buttoned the shirt. She knew this moment would stay in her heart forever. Although the task seemed simple, it truly touched her heart almost to the point where it started to hurt. It was so intimate. She wanted to stay like this forever, but she forced herself to stop touching him.

After she had fixed the shirt, Syaoran reached up and took her hand into his. "Thank you."

She tipped her head slightly to gaze into his eyes. They were just so rich and dark. She wanted to drown in them… she wanted to just be lost in this world without the past continually breaking her heart.

Turning her head to the side she said, "You're welcome. Shall we go?"

"Hai," he replied as he led her to the door.

If only things could be this simple, Sakura thought to herself as they closed the door behind them.

If only.

If only we could have stayed like that forever, Syaoran thought as he led Sakura down the hallway. When they entered the elevator he couldn't help but stare at her. When she was fixing his button he had a feeling that they weren't meant for each other and that feeling scared him to the bone. He wasn't into commitment… or was he? Was it time for him to settle down.

Somehow thinking about settling down with Sakura wasn't as terrifying as he had imagined. His heart was pounding so loudly in his chest that he felt like a fool. He shouldn't be acting like some lovesick puppy… wait a minute! Love? Whoa… this was going to fast for him.

He didn't know anything about love and he wanted to keep it that way. They were just going to dinner. It's just a simple dinner.

If only he knew it wasn't going to be that simple…

Q & A Section:

Q: Do you think that this section makes the chapters shorter?

A: No, it only seems that way. My chapters are short to begin with. I love the way I end my chapters and I'm not going to add a bunch of fillers to make it longer. I try to at least write over 1,000 words per chapter. Although it might not seem like it.

Q: Does that 1,000 word count include the Q&A?

A: Nope, I only count the actually story.

Q: So, Meilin and Syaoran do not have a romantic relationship?

A: Nope. She's just his friend, cousin, and agent. She gets her action from others places and I'll get more into that in another chapter.

Q: What took you so long to update?

A: School. What else is there? Blah. You spend half your life locked up in that place. I can't wait until it's really over.

Q: So, where are we going to meet this Keiji person?

A: Very, very soon. It's unfortunate for Sakura, but she has Syaoran by her side.

Q: When is Syaoran actually going to perform the yoga? I can't wait to read that part!

A: Soon as well. It's funny and hot actually thinking about him doing yoga. I also can't wait to write that part. Hehe.

Q: WHAAA! Another cliffy? You suck.

A: I know, hehe. I just like to keep you on your toes.