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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?
Review Corner:
Ariana Chapter 1 : Me too. Bad side always rock.
Moonlight919 : Syaoran punched Eriol, not the other way around. Thank you for your support!
mitsuko310 : AH! Questions! Syaoran is quite a playboy, and when he decides he'll sleep with a certain person, he's off to get that person no matter what. His targets never change until he does you know. I guess that's how I made his character to be. And about the punch, I'd consider it manly pride. The lowest thing he could do is punch someone who is innocent. Since Eriol didn't return the punch, or even blocked himself, he considered it somewhat that way, thus taking it as a humiliation. Monopoly of course will be explained later in the story. Hope this clears up some of the questions. I apologize if this chapter will be somewhat short too, but it'll get longer eventually.
teenureen ; Aeriichan : Thank you ! And yes, though they are opposites, they are friends.
FFX2player ; humbleblossom-paulina : Monopoly and the secrets behind its identity will uncover somehow.
THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT! PLEASE CONTINUE TO REVIEW AND SHARE YOUR IDEAS~
Authors Notes: I humbly apologize, but it's another short chapter. I promise my series of short chapters will end here, and I'll try my best to make it longer. Next chapter is when Syaoran and Sakura encounters each other. In this chapter is just simply foundations, but I hope you guys will still enjoy it.
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Chapter 2: In A Different Light
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"I, Eriol Hiiragizawa, take Tomoyo Daidouji…" Eriol's clear, smooth voice rang through the beautiful glass structure. Awhile ago, the sun set was setting, a very beautiful sight, so much so that the couple themselves stopped the whole wedding party just to watch such a scene.
It was breathtaking. Sakura had it clearly pictured in her mind.
Its ambiance was as appealing as it is a couple of hours ago.
Instead of the sun, of course, the moon took its place along with the glowing stars and dominated the sinister skies. Sakura, who properly excused herself from standing, sat in one of the pews as she stared at the natural planetarium that was looming above them.
"Sakura, isn't it beautiful?" Rika Tereda grinned as she looked up with her. The one who married exactly when she graduated high school was Rika to their homeroom teacher for years. Though many expected their marriage to be a failure, the couple proved many wrong in so many ways imaginable. Till now they're still blindly in love, with a baby on the way.
"It is," Sakura let out a dreamy sigh, "The number of stars up there is the number of men in this world. It's just too many to search for the perfect one."
"What's with the random thought?"
"It's a thought you think when you're the last of all your friends that's going to be married. Sometimes I think waiting is futile."
"You don't search for the one, things just brings you together."
"Exactly," Sakura smiled softly, "Learned that the hard way."
There was a period when she herself tried to search for the perfect love. In the end, it was just a bunch of broken hearts and confusing relationships that she didn't fully commit to. She can't understand it, but it felt like her heart could just love one person. That perfect person. Anyone aside this person would be pushed away-and the farthest the relationship could go is friendship.
Damn, she hated herself for that.
But rather going through the toils of dating and just dumping the guy in the end, she decided to just wait and just see where life, fate and destiny takes her.
Both she and Rika turned to the to-be-wedded couple who shared a rather passionate kiss after they said their vows.
"I just love them, they're just too cute," Sakura laughed as she finally stood up and taking her place as the maid of honor, helping Tomoyo walk down the aisle in such a beautiful-but-a-hassle-to-walk-in dress.
"Thank you Sa-chan," Tomoyo exhaled, "I'm gonna change out of this ungodly wardrobe."
Sakura laughed, "But of course."
Eriol stood just a couple of steps away from her. She watched his expression changed to worry as he pulled out his phone.
"I wonder where he is…" Eriol said his thoughts rather loudly, staring at his phone.
"Who?" Sakura asked.
"My best man," Eriol explained, "He missed all the wedding rehearsals ever held. Why couldn't he just take a plane rather than a cruise ship?"
Sakura can't help but raise an eyebrow in curiosity. To come to think about it, no one knows who the best man is, even Tomoyo. Eriol only generally explained that he's a friend of his when he stayed in Singapore for awhile.
"What kind of person is he?" Sakura asked due the overflowing curiosity that was eating her up.
"A Chinese rebel entrepreneur who happens to be my best friend."
"With that, I could imagine he's not a very friendly fellow."
Eriol chuckled, "I suppose so. But he's a great man in general. You just need to look at him in a different light."
A huge cruise ship then laid down its anchors down the metropolitan port in Tokyo. People were entranced by its arrival, it being un-scheduled until the very last minute. A limousine was waiting outside, waiting for someone to step down the ship.
It didn't take long till a young man in a white button up shirt and black slacks came down the dock. Along with him was a well dressed aged butler, who carried himself with absolute poise. The man yawned, his hair out of place, his shirt clumsily buttoned, but even though these things looked out of place, it didn't change the fact he was absolutely gorgeous.
"Li." A familiar nostalgic face neared as he continued to walk down, "Welcome to Japan." He spoke in fluent Chinese, letting a hand out.
Li Syaoran let out a smirk as he shook the hand, "What's with the Chinese? Since we're in Japan, let's stick with the local tongue." He spoke in Japanese in response.
"Master Eriol, I humbly apologize for missing the final wedding rehearsal," Butler Wei bowed in sincere apology.
"Apologize later," Eriol waved his hand, "I'm sure you both are exhausted."
"Of course," Syaoran gave him a wink.
"I don't even want to talk about it," Eriol rolled his eyes.
The days passed by rather quickly. The wedding was going through final preparations, which Sakura voluntarily helped. She coordinated the wedding itself, so the days after the last rehearsal was rather hectic. Tomoyo was going through the pre wedding preparation while Sakura ran around the city, checking off the minor details that were put off until the last days.
Sakura and Tomoyo met in the Piffle Princess café, their last lunch together before Tomoyo gets wedded.
Both were exhausted, stirring their brews and eating cinnamon rolls that they both loved. It all felt like a dream. Her best friend is getting married. The thought of it just evokes her to tears.
"I met him," Tomoyo suddenly piped up.
"Met who?"
"Syaoran Li, Eriol's best friend."
"Why is that name so familiar?"
"I thought so too," Tomoyo explained, "He's the president of the Valence IT Corporation."
"Oh!" Sakura exclaimed, "I saw him in a women's magazine! Notorious womanizer, the caption says."
Tomoyo laughed nervously, "Yeah, so it seems."
Tomoyo recalled the night he kissed her hand in front of Eriol and quickly Eriol glared at him at defense. He just laughed and said, I don't go for engaged women. And, a bickering between the two broke out.
The thought brought a small smile in Tomoyo's lips as she looked at her best friend who was sipping her tea rather enjoyably.
'I'm sure she's able to see him in a different light.' Tomoyo thought inside.
"What's wrong? You should drink up, it's so good," Sakura took another sip.
"See in a different light Sa-chan." Tomoyo patted her friend in the head as she picked up her cup and drank.
Dear Monopoly,
I wonder what it means to see people in a different light. Somehow that phrase has been disturbing me a number of days now. Do you know how? Seeing people in a different light?
Blossom.
Dear Blossom,
It's just a hunch, but it probably means seeing a person somewhat blindly. Blinded to what things seem like, but shining the light to the things that are not obvious, this will show you who they really are. Some people build walls that are hard to break through and they hide some nasty things, and these you have to embrace.
Monopoly.
つずく
