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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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Aeriichan : Yes they do. This chapter is a more formal introduction!
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Authors Notes: This basically starts off everything that will happen. It's like, the real story starts now! Kind of feeling ~ Anyways, this chapter is longer than the others, and I hope from here it'll stay the same way. Please review! It's really nice to know that readers appreciate my work. ** Fixed the Kinemoto/Kinomoto mistake :D. Whew.
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Chapter 5 : Stolen
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Dear Blossom,
Why does something have to feel so wrong and so right at the same time?
Monopoly.
"Wha…" Sakura Kinomoto murmured as she finally decided to step out the lively wedding scene and try to find peace and quiet amongst the starlit sky out the spacious balcony. Though she carried a special charm to captivate people, sometimes the whole socializing thing could be quite tiring. One thing Sakura kept in mind was balance.
For every lively moment, a silence must stabilize it.
She closed her eyes as she let her hair loosen a bit by the cold evening breeze. She took a deep breath as she didn't hesitate to take off her killer white corsage stilettos that have been carrying her around the whole time. When she laid her shoes in the side, she continued in her silent treatment.
Suddenly she felt an itch to dance. She really never danced before, even though her physical capabilities to bend are extraordinary. Her love for physical activities stuck to her like glue, and dancing could have been another one.
Somehow, she never had the courage to try it.
Then, she heard the instrumental music resonating from the slightly open glass door where she came from. She swayed a little, letting the beautiful music in her, and then she finally decided to try dancing.
Besides, she can't possibly embarrass herself. She was alone.
She thought of those people she saw in TV or many weddings where father and daughter dance or even couples dance too. Graceful and pure, light and smooth-she wanted to try. She closed her eyes, positioned herself as if she had a partner that led her and in her imagination she took the first step and it went from there.
Around and around she went, not caring what happened or how silly it looked. In her mind she was in her own wedding, dancing with the man she loves.
As expected, Syaoran Li easily gathered a crowd of women who were obviously interested in him. Since he already specially targeted Tomoyo's lovely maid of honor, Sakura Kinemoto, not one of them caught his interest. He's been walking around the ball room, socializing here and there, finding business prospects and some other things that could be useful for him in the near future. While doing that he was also searching for Sakura, whom he lost sight of after being drowned by people who wanted to have a little chat with him about business or whatnot.
He downed his fifth glass of champagne when he noticed the cold sweat in his forehead.
Butler Wei, who accompanied him basically everywhere he went, noticed the change of his expression. Quickly he offered his master a glass of water, but Syaoran refused.
He felt his body warming up, alerting himself inside.
"Damn," Li quickly said as he loosened his tie a bit, "I still don't get why my body is so weak when it comes to alcohol."
"You shouldn't push yourself to your limit master." Wei warned, "Please refrain from drinking any more."
"I know, I know." Syaoran quickly said, as his eyes scanned the area, "Is there some place that I could air out?"
"The doors that are closed off to the west is a huge balcony," Wei pointed, "While you go there I'll get you a glass of water, whether you like it or not."
Syaoran had a smirk in his face, "You're the same as always huh?"
"I've been serving you since you were a babe. I have some authority over you in some matters." Wei reminded him, "And your overall health is one of them."
"Whatever suits your fancy," Syaoran waved bye as he headed to the balcony, "I'll just air out there."
"Very well."
On his way out the ballroom dance floor was opened to the public for a slow dance. Syaoran let a sigh of relief as he dodged his way to the balcony. Dances are one of his fortes. In his high school years when he could consider himself innocent, he took this skill into consideration by joining numerous competitions in China, and soon even found himself in Europe. He took lessons ever since he was young, and has been a very effective tool for not only business gatherings but to hook women too. Women always want a man who could lead them when it comes to dances.
But he made a mental note to himself not to overrule the dance floor tonight to respect Eriol's wedding. Dancing with a woman in a wedding is somewhat sacred too, so he already knew it was off limits.
Just tonight.
He found himself frozen into his place as he slowly opened the glass door to the balcony, just to find a barefoot angel dancing without a partner.
Sakura Kinomoto, who was illuminated by the stars and the full moon, was immersed in her own world, not even bothering to look up at him when he stepped outside. Though her dance was rather weird because of the steps she combined, she continued so gracefully, as if it was a proper dance.
He felt his heart lurch.
The heck…?
"Crap, I think the alcohol is getting to me." Syaoran felt his own forehead, "What the heck is Eriol serving in his own wedding?"
The auburn haired man continued to watch her until he found himself running toward her in a blink of an eye because she was going to collide with some potted plant nearby.
"Oh damn," He cursed under his breath as he quickly grabbed her hand, literally tugged her towards him in then with some of his dancing tricks that involved twirling your partner around, he held her in his arms in a dancing position.
"Eh…?" Sakura tensed up, her eyes opened quickly, finding herself holding Li Syaoran's hand and his hand in her waist.
"Are you stupid?" He yelled, "You could have tripped on some stupid plant and break an ankle! Who the heck taught you to dance with your eyes closed?"
Sakura, who was rather breathless of just being close to someone she barely knew and looked a hundred times much better under the moonlight, just bowed her head in embarrassment.
"I-I'm sorry." She softly said in response, causing him to tense up too.
He felt his face warm up. Oh sweet lord, what the heck is happening.
He regretted drinking five glasses of champagne. And yelling at her just now. For some reason her presence made him feel like some perverted old man who just violated her.
"Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!" He let out, causing her to jump in fear.
"You okay?" She quickly asked.
"Yeah, I'm okay." Syaoran slapped himself mentally. Stupid idiot. What the heck is he doing? Why is his mind so disturbed, so unclear, so lost on what to do next? What happened to his typical coolness and calmness when it comes to seducing girls?
After a stupid mistake, she'll probably tear herself away from him and run back inside.
Then she did the unimaginable…
"Since we're in such a position, should we dance?" Sakura Kinomoto smiled ever so beautifully, as her voice continued to resonate in his mind.
After being asked so…he couldn't even put it into words, how could he refuse?
He too smiled, maybe the most heartfelt smile he ever let out for years. Sakura was mesmerized by it, almost entranced by his reaction. What did she do to deserve such an action?
"Okay," He nodded, almost shyly as he led her back to the bear balcony and led her to a dance she'll never forget.
Sakura found herself swept in her feet, and even though she was significantly shorter than him, he still managed without any complaint helped her in the dance until she easily repeated the same steps in mirror to his. Syaoran was surprised how fast she caught up, from the moment that she stepped at his leather shoes once in awhile to no mistakes at all.
"I'm Sakura Kinomoto." Sakura introduced herself, "Thank you for your handkerchief. I'll return it."
"Don't bother." He replied.
"You're really a good dancer you know?" Sakura complimented.
"Yeah. I do."
To his surprise, she laughed like the rippling of the water brooks. It gave him goosebumps and caused him to tense up. Luckily she didn't seem to notice how her mere laugh was able to make him feel so uncomfortable.
"You're quite a big head huh? Amusing…"
"Please don't make fun of me." He quickly said, "It's not amusing at all."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Silence formed between them, while Syaoran managed to calm down.
"You're Syaoran Li right?"
He nodded.
"So you heard." He said, rather arrogantly.
She giggled, "But of course."
"You're not gay right?" She asked another question rather seriously.
Syaoran let out a scowl, "Who the hell said that?"
"I guess you're not." Sakura quickly cut off the subject before she angered him.
She let out a deep breath as she grinned.
"I guess you're not like what other people say."
Syaoran stopped dancing, when she said that.
"You're actually really nice."
And in that moment, an uncontrollable urge just caused him to hold her tight in her arms, looking directly in her eyes. He can't place it. Besides, I can't think right whenever he was with her. He felt completely powerless, someone who was just Syaoran Li. Not Syaoran Li of Valence IT Corporations or Syaoran Li the ever notorious womanizer. It's just Syaoran Li.
He felt naked in front of her. No walls, nothing to protect himself.
He hated it.
Yet why are her pink lips so tempting.
With no more will power to resist he bent down, as he kissed her lips.
Sakura was frozen in the spot as Syaoran Li hungrily devoured her lips, causing her to panic. Then the words 'womanizer' screamed in her, yet a very slight part in her said it was all right. Since the spur of the moment scared her, in reflex she pushed him away and then quickly slapping him in the right cheek with her left hand.
Both stared at each other.
He just stole her first kiss.
She just stole his comfort.
"E-excuse me," She said rather quickly as she finally tore away from him, grabbing her shoes and running back to the ballroom.
Syaoran found himself dumbfounded, frozen in his place, trying to register what he just done.
"Dammit-" He found himself cursing under his breath, under the starlit sky alone.
Dear Monopoly,
Maybe because it's right after all. It's like a shirt my mother bought me: you hate it at first because you think it's out of style but in the end it's comfortable. But I understand if you don't like that feeling because I don't like it either.
Blossom.
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