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Wedding Planner's Assistant's Romance

By: Yuuna Miyako

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Disclaimers: I don't own CCS!

Pairing : S x S

Genre: Romance, AU

Summary: The Wedding Planner's Romance Sequel. Sakura Kinomoto is a believer of pure and heartfelt romance. What will happen if she crosses paths with the heartthrob and famous player Syaoran Li? Will she be able to change his twisted point of view of love?

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Authors Notes: Hello! ~ How have you guys been? As you could see, chapter one is posted! This chapter will be covering some historical background and connections between the characters. I hope you guys are enjoying summer, while I basically sit around. So boring ~ at least I have the time to write, ne? Thank you for all the reviews, but it won't hurt if I ask for more right?

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Chapter 1 : Polar Opposites

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Sakura Kinomoto felt the warm sun hit her face, causing her to stir from her ever beautiful sleep. Slowly she uncovered her emerald orbs, exposing it to the morning rays that escaped from the window near her bedside. The sudden light irritated her eyes, so she quickly blocked the light off her eyes as she looked up the white ceiling.

Her mind was still blank, yet she knew she still had a lot of work to do. Knowing that her best friend/cousin Daidouji Tomoyo will finally tie the knot with Eriol Hiiragizawa, Sakura took the initiative to run the wedding planning business they invested in. Even though she purposely cut the number of planning request, one plan takes a huge amount of effort and energy.

Sakura forced herself off the comforts of her bed, and then glanced at herself in the mirror attached to her dresser. Her goldenrod colored hair was sticking out in every direction, her eyes looked sullen and still needed sleep & her lips are slightly chapped. Overall, she looked terrible.

Her body did complain about the overtime and the overworking, but Sakura's mind didn't mind it at all. Deep inside her she knew the thought of being loveless not only saddened her but also could leave her in a depressed state. What was wrong with her? Why did she tend to have the worst relationships? Why can't she just have a romantic story like Tomoyo or any of those plotlines of a romance novel? Rather being reminded how sadly single she was, she rather work until she can't think anymore.

Work took off a substantial amount of her day, and then Tomoyo's wedding rehearsal afterwards.

She took a quick shower, applied as much make up to cover up her appearance, dressed appropriately and walked out the door with a smile on her face.

She has a whole day ahead of her, and who knows, maybe today, she'll bump into her prince charming.

Every day she walks out of her home with that mindset, giving out a special radiance.

"Have you received the invitation?" A deep baritone said in the other line, in a casual way.

"Yes," Li Syaoran clicked his tongue as he loosened his tie a bit. Talking to Eriol Hiiragizawa could be such a pain, but it felt homey. Besides, he is one of his closest friends, "I can't believe you're getting married."

He really can't. Li Syaoran detests the idea of matrimony-having just one nosy, nagging woman by your side the rest of your life-and he can't seem to digest the idea that someone as good-looking and powerful as Eriol Hiiragizawa could just throw his freedom like that. Eriol isn't a womanizer, but his potential is really great. Eriol held a potential possibly greater than Syaoran, which makes him jealous once and awhile. That woman must be quite a catch then.

But of course, Hiiragizawa is Hiiragizawa: the perfect gentleman, the obedient son, the responsible heir, soon to be a husband and a future father. The polar opposite of who he was. Li Syaoran always defined himself as a person whose secrets must not be named, the runaway, a president of a company he himself built (the only one he could ever be proud of), a womanizer and a lone nomad. He let out a painfully miserable smile as Hiiragizawa chatted about his fiancé. The opposites do attract, most commonly between friends.

Eriol is a picture of someone he wished to be, but can never had. Being around him just makes him look at himself and realize what a fool he has become.

At the very least, he decided to cheer the idiot on, even though he always felt so dirty and misplaced around him. Just like that time.

The time they met.

As usual, Syaoran Li was surrounded by women, all in their pretty cocktail dresses and in their full wealth ordered the best of all wines in the cellar that don't seem to run out. Besides, this bar is not your usual building off the street where common men drink their problems away. It's a place where wealthy and powerful men and women have 'fun' and forget about the pressure in their company's or their family bloodline.

Syaoran, the young president of an IT company that he made off by himself, always held the spotlight where ever he goes. Besides, he was really good keeping women satisfied even though he has hundreds of them waiting in line just to be with him. Even with such a reputation, he made a distinctive mark to separate both work and his 'hobbies' so the latter can't pollute the other.

But he never thought it'll be quite different tonight.

A woman who caught his eye for quite awhile sat in a leather bar stool, drinking away. She was stunning, her European features stood out mostly with that modest black dress of hers. She's new to the bar, so as he thought, since she looked purer than any female that was present that night. In his mind he decided she'll be his next target.

Besides, once in awhile, a virgin will be nice.

"You can't believe who I saw," One of the women who sat in his table came back from the restroom, "I just saw the Hiiragzawa heir."

"No way, you're kidding," another woman chided, "You're probably still drunk."

"No I'm serious," She insisted, "Damn, he looks so hot in real life. I thought I'll be stuck looking at his pictures in Forbes."

"Of course he can't be here, his reputation and his stand remains spotless."

Syaoran, to the point of annoyance got irritated. How dare they speak about another man in front of him. He cleared his throat, trying to break off such an inexcusable topic, but at the very same time a man stepped in.

The song in the background continued to boom, but everyone in the bar grew quiet by his very presence. Even Syaoran was wise enough to just sit down and carefully examine the man that just walked in.

He was no older than him, and by a fat chance, probably he was the same age as him. He had a tall well framed body and his hair was clearly supposed to be neat but somewhat got fazed. His eyes was the most intimidating of all, it was sharp and warm at the same time, powerful and meek. It was almost understandable for the most part, yet due to the reaction of the whole building, he was revered.

"Evelyn," His voice, clear as the rippling of the river headed towards the same girl that Syaoran targeted.

"Eriol." Her voice replied, broken and obviously drunk looked at his eyes.

"Let's go home."

That snapped Syaoran. In an instant he stood up, as he headed to the couple.

"Hey, leave her be," Li snapped, "She's just having a good time."

"You're too drunk to see she's miserable," He replied, calmly.

"I'm not drunk, bastard. Don't go in here as if you're the king of the world."

"I'm not. And I'll be out of here as soon as I get my cousin out of this place."

"Sorry, but your cousin will be staying with me." Syaoran said sarcastically.

"Pardon, but I don't even know you and I won't let her stoop that low." Eriol said rather bluntly.

"Why you…!" Syaoran swung a fist towards Eriol, knowing that somehow he'll either dodge or hit him back.

To his surprise, he didn't do either.

He took the blow, which was directly in eye.

In a low voice he asked, "Are you happy now?"

Never in Syaoran's life was he humiliated this way. Then like frozen ice he watched him carried the woman in his arms, and headed out the doors.

"Li?" The same baritone voice pulled him from his memories, "Why are you so quiet?"

"Oh, I was just thinking about the first time we met. When I beat the crap out of you."

He could imagine him roll his eyes, "Oh? Yeah, and I clearly remember when you're on your knees begging to not press charges against you."

"I was not," Syaoran quickly said, "I asked you properly so the image of my company won't be burned."

"Just admit your defeat Li."

"Shut up Hiiragizawa."

A comfortable silence dawned between them. Syaoran was somewhat grateful that this man was his friend and not his enemy. If the tables turned quite differently, he often wondered what will happen. And he knew it'll be his downfall than his current success.

"Oh yeah, you'll be my best man."

"What?"

"Am I getting the notion that you're deaf all of a sudden?"

"I hear it clearly," Syaoran sighed, "Why me?"

"Because, you're my friend."

While Sakura was preparing her work table earlier that morning, she felt her phone started to ring. She felt her hear quicken as she grabbed the phone in her bag. In its display message, a new e-mail just came, and when she opened it she smiled.

Blossom,

Earlier, I was reminded how we met. You still remember don't you? If you ask me, I do. I still remember, really clearly. I haven't change much, but I've gained important comrades at the process. Thanks.

Monopoly.

つずける.