Hello. I'm sorry I haven't been updating like normal for the past week, I'm trying to settle down with all my homework and so far they all hate me. Anyways, thank you for all your reviews and support.
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Chapter 4: Break Up and Make Up
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Sakura wished she could just fade away. She couldn't bare the fact that the child she was bearing was a mistake, a mistake that happened from one night of careless mistakes, and now a life was being produced from a mistake. Her child was a mistake. She was a mistake; her whole life was a mistake. One thing was for sure, she was sure as hell she'd keep this baby, no matter what. Despite whom the father was her blood still ran in him/her.
"Congratulations… Mrs. Li." An oddly restraint voice rang through the room. Her heart broke in two as she looked into the eyes of her boyfriend, filled with hurt and betrayal.
"Ah… James, I'm glad you made it." Yelen beamed, "It just so happened I had invited Mr. Lau here for afternoon tea, seeing you two were coming too. Well looks like he knows our wonderful news as well. I must alert the relatives, why they will be as excited as I am. Excuse me." Yelen said happily, walking upstairs. The 3 adults stayed downstairs, in utter and complete silence. Syaoran could feel the cold glare from James and pushed down his instinct to glare back at the young man.
"I'll… be in the kitchen." He finally said, stuffing his hand into his pant pockets, slipping into the room to the right. As soon as his back disappeared James strode up to Sakura.
"Sakura, what happened? No, HOW did this happen?" James asked forcefully, looking down at her tired figure. Tears rolled down her face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She cried, "I didn't know what happened! One minute I was at the party, next I was naked and in a bed with him, and then I'm pregnant, It's not something I can help!"
"How could you be so careless? Sakura, when you married him you promised me you won't go near him." James said in a broken tone. Sakura's body shook with sobs and James hand firmly grasped her shoulder. "Sakura!"
"I didn't have a choice in this damn it!" she screamed at him, "I was drunk for god sake! Do you think I would've let it happened if I was sane?"
"Right, and now you're carrying the brat." He said coldly.
"Don't call it a brat. What ever there is between you two the baby's innocent." Sakura defended. James's eyes flashed,
"But you're not going to keep it right? You'll tell that bastard up front that you're only his wife by name, and the last thing you want to do is to carry a stupid kid with his blood." James stated.
"It's mine too!" she yelled, standing up, "it's mine as much as it is his. My blood runs through the child as well!"
"But you won't keep it. Because you don't love him and you won't love the child and you love me and one day you'll carry my child instead." James said.
"How can you be so insensitive? There's a life in here James. Another human being and you're talking about it as though it's just an object that can be easily thrown away. It's not that easy, you're not the one carrying it. You're not emotionally and physically tied to it. James, we can treat it like our own." Sakura pleaded.
"I can't, not when I know that brat's a Li. It's the baby or me Sakura." James said, walking away from her.
"Don't do this James. Please!" Sakura pleaded brokenly, "How can you expect me to choose? It's my child, mine James. Can't you just see how important this is to me? Why can't you just see it!" she cried helplessly, dropping to her knee.
"I'm sorry, but I just can't take it anymore." James said, before leaving her alone.
Sakura cried silently alone on the floor crying her eyes out. The last person she had reason to live for just left her life… forever, for the very child of the woman he supposedly love.
"What am I supposed to do?" she whispered brokenly. A pair of warm arms surrounded her shoulders and she looked up with watery emerald eyes. A shade of blazing amber with a warm fire looked down at her.
"I can't believe it. Just because… because…" Sakura stuttered, leaning into his frame, emotionally tired. "You know, out of that night, being pregnant was the only good thing that came out of it." Syaoran smirked,
"Gee you're making me feel so good right now." He said to her sarcastically. Sakura actually broke out into a smile.
"You know… that morning, after you said 'we are married…'?" she asked timidly,
"You mean right before you slapped me and made my ear ring for the rest of the day?" he said. Sakura blushed, letting out a tiny, weak giggle,
"Yea, well I've decided to take you up on that offer…" she said slyly.
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5 weeks later
"Xiao Lang!" Sakura screamed from the washroom, her head over the toilet bowl, getting the remaining bits of her breakfast out. Syaoran immediately dropped everything and ran towards her. He wrinkled his nose and wondered why had had to open his mouth in the first place. He pulled back her long auburn hair and soothed her back, handing her a cold towel.
"You all right?" he said softly after she had stood up.
"As good as you can get when you've just emptied your stomach." She groaned while he helped her back to her room.
"That good, eh?" he chuckled. He hadn't been in the office for the past few weeks, not that his mother minded.
"Take care of your wife first." She chided him.
Gently he sat her down on her bed while he turned to try and find some clothes that weren't wet from sweat. Sakura watched in intently, wondering if this was the man she had first married. He was now becoming more of a husband and less of a business contract. Looking at the full length mirror in front of her, she soothed out her large t-shirt and pressed it against her stomach. Sure her 6 week old stomach was showing yet, but she was getting the feeling of excitement and there was always a jump near her gut, that or there was another emptying of stomach coming up.
"I doubt you'll see anything now." Syaoran said, turning around to see her pressing her shirt against her body. Sakura flushed,
"I know but every now and then I get this jump inside me. Am I paranoid?" she asked softly.
"No, knowing your attitude you're anything but paranoid." He joked, ducking a pillow making a bee line for him. "You should rest, when the baby is born and he/she's as violent as you are god knows what the house would look like." And he ducked another pillow.
"How can I sleep in a wet shirt?" Sakura shot back.
"Well I can't find a shirt for you; they're all either too tight or too small, according to you." He replied.
"Then get one of yours, dummy" she laughed merrily. Syaoran was starting to wonder if she was starting to get mood changes. Digging through another closet, he found a large, black t shirt and threw it at her. Catching it, she strode towards the bathroom, not before sending a glare at him.
"Yep, definitely mood changes." He groaned.
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Once he had made sure Sakura was fast asleep, he returned to his home office where his work was scattered about and his computer still on his last program before rushing off to Sakura. His phone started to ring.
"Hello, Li speaking."
"Xiao Lang! Where are you? I've been calling your office but your mother keeps saying you're not at work for the past week."
Gwen. He groaned.
"Sorry, I stayed home." He said praying she won't ask him why.
"Why?" no such luck, right at that point, Sakura's voice drifted to his ears. "Wait, is that who I think it is? Why are you at home with her? Xiao Lang!"
"Look Gwen, I can't talk now, a lot of things happened, but we'll meet tonight at your house." And he hung up. Going up the stairs he found Sakura sitting up, her knees tucked under her chin, her long auburn hair fell around her face like a child's.
"Is something wrong?" he asked. He saw Sakura blush,
"Ano… I can't sleep… I… I keep having nightmares. Can… can you… sleep with me?" she asked embarrassed. Syaoran raised an eye brow at her, "No! I mean that- well- not likes that- just- well because- if you could stay with me I'd like that." She stuttered her face getting steadily redder. He chuckled, walking over to the side of her bed,
"Well I can't possible stand here all day now can I?" he chuckled, pulling the covers over her and himself. He wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Thank you." She whispered sleepily. Syaoran could tell she was fast asleep by her steady breathing. He began to wonder if pregnant women would get tired so easily, he'd have to ask his mother…
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Syaoran arrived at Gwen's place out of breath at 8 in the afternoon. He had accidentally over slept with Sakura and now he was late.
"Syaoran, I was wondering if you would show up." Gwen huffed, swinging open the door, her perfectly manicured hands on her hips.
"I'm sorry, I… over worked." Syaoran lied, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. As much as he loved her, he couldn't help but feel slightly guilty for doing this. Sure he had been at it for a while, but after Sakura and James little show a few weeks prior, he was starting to have doubts.
"No matter… now are you going to tell me?" Gwen asked impatiently. Syaoran gulped, having no idea how he was going to tell her this.
"It's… Sakura." He began.
"Sakura what first name basis all ready? Syaoran you hate her." Gwen reminded him. Syaoran unconsciously gritted his teeth,
"I don't hate her Gwen." He bit out. Gwen was slightly surprised that he would actually shoot out a comment at her so coldly.
"All right, so this has something to do with that… woman." She said distastefully, "what about it? She can hardly chain you to a chair and forbid you to come to work."
"It's not that. She's… pregnant, with my child." Syaoran said quietly. Gwen stayed silent for a good minute.
"But you said you-never touched her you-you didn't." she gasped out angrily. Syaoran rubbed his temple,
"It was an accident all right. We were both drunk the night of the party and none of us knew what happened." He lied. Of course he knew what had happened, hell he still had dreams of it, but seeing Gwen angry like that, he wasn't stupid enough to tell her "yea I forced myself on her."
"But this doesn't matter, right Syaoran? You don't want her anymore now than the beginning. You don't care about that bitch or the brat she's carrying. Let her deal with her problem, please it doesn't have to do with you." Gwen pleaded desperately, trying to make him see the truth in this. Syaoran turned and looked down at her blue pools. Somehow, those blue pools were less alluring than the familiar emerald ones he had gotten use to.
"I'm sorry… but I do. I care about the child, MY child. It's as much of my responsibility as it is hers. I'm sorry." He said. And within the month (or is it 2?), he got slapped, but he knew he deserved it.
"I can't believe you Li Xiao Lang. I trusted you and you betrayed me. Leave, get out, I don't want to see your horrible face ever again!" she screamed, pushing him out. Syaoran looked back at Gwen for a fleeting moment to see a single tear form at the corner of her blue gems, before falling down her rosy cheeks.
"I'm really sorry Gwen, I am." He whispered.
"I hate you Li. I really do." She whispered venomously, slamming the door at his face. He stood outside the house for a few minutes, until drops of rain fell from the sky and landed on him.
"I guess you're angry with me too eh?" he said, looking up at the grey and growling sky. As if answering him, it rumbled.
"Thought so." He said before entering his black Mercedes. Driving off the rode, he failed to see the light from the living room continued to stay on, nor the shadowy figure behind the curtain watching him pull away.
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A/N: SO, how do you like? The two are separate. YAY, review please.
Next Chapter: Syaoran starts to deal with Sakura's mood changes and what's this? It seems as though our couples have a little visitor.