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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:
smile4meeh - Sorry ^^. I fixed it again. I fixed the other chapter errors too~
LovEInsanity - Updated! I hope this isn't too short ^^;;
Sammie-Wammie ; Aeriichan - Ah, the kiss ~ and it's updated!
xXFireRoseXx - Yes, and because of this, many things will happen~
mitsuko310 - I wonder what kind of action, ne~
krazypig91 - Oh yes.
James Birdsong ; beaucoup riant ; LunaxXmoongoddessXx ; iliketoread ; cupid17 ; FFX2player - Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it. And here's more of their fluffiness and love? I think not yet, but please continue to read about their rather strange development!
THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT! PLEASE CONTINUE TO REVIEW AND SHARE YOUR IDEAS~
Authors Notes: SORRY for the super delayed chapter. My summer classes begun, and it turns out I missed 3 days. Because of this, I was bombarded with extra work and some really needed studying. And tests. It's horrible. I hope this chapter could make up for it. Sillyness and S x S goodness is ensured.
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Chapter 6: Second Impressions
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Dear Monopoly,
Looks could be deceiving. First impressions are deadly.
Blossom.
Wei, being the ever trusted and the most reliable butler of the Li family, founders of the most influential conglomerate, always started his day an hour early than everyone else. The sun was still absent from the pitch black sky though another day already started. By habit, he looked through his master's schedule book, reminding himself of the things that are scheduled for that day. To come to think about it, he wasn't only a butler: he was a nanny, a secretary, a pilot, a driver to name a few.
Not to mention, he is also very keen when it comes to details. Simple actions such as a little wave in the hand and flushed colored skin tone easily catches his attention. This is the reason why Li Syaoran, his master, never suffered any major cold or fever since every infection was successfully detected by Wei himself.
Like every typical morning he spent alone, he sat down in a warm comfortable chair while he drank Japanese green tea as he cleared his head for the busy schedule ahead of him. Two days has passed since the Daidouji heiress and the Hiiragizawan socialite tied the knot, and headed off to their honeymoon. Even though Syaoran was there solely for their wedding, the administrative management of Valence IT in Tokyo needed some maintenance. So the schedule was primarily packed with meetings and some overall checkup on the branches in Japan. It didn't surprised Wei that his evenings were packed with some trivial parties and gatherings that he was immediately invited to.
Those things really bothered Wei, since they were the norm. But ever since he saw Li Syaoran by himself standing rather dully in the balcony that evening during the wedding reception, Wei wondered if this visit to Japan will be a little different.
That brought him to the words that the Daidouji heiress, equally perceptive as him, said to him that evening.
"When someone holds a flower, one can't help but just hold it delicately, right?"
It's all a bad dream.
That is what Sakura Kinomoto's thoughts were when she immediately opened her eyes for the new day ahead of her. Slowly, she ran her hand to her lips as her mind quickly flashed back to that so called dream of hers. If it's a dream, why could she still feel her body responding by just touching her lips? Why does she felt her heart flutter and why does her face heat up?
Why is the dream so vividly remembered and etched in her memory?
To her horror, she knew that it wasn't a dream at all.
She quickly sat up on her bed, tears forming in her eyes. Her first kiss was stolen by a man she barely knew. Thanks to her bad luck when it comes to men, it also turns out he's a perverted player! It was almost unbelievable that she even thought he was different. She felt dirty, almost as if the cover of purity left her. Her heart sunk as the thought of the first kiss she protected for so long had to be defiled.
She wanted to reserve that kiss for the person she'll marry.
Yes, it sounded stupid and immature for this day and age, but still. She was terribly old school, and is a believer of fate, soul mates and true love. One of the reasons her relationships fail is because of the lack of physical connection. Something she was scared to do for the fear of getting cheated on.
Sakura knew it was karma. Somehow, she knew that she was being punished.
"This is what I get for breaking too many hearts," She bit her lip, her tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. She sighed.
Then a thought that brought terrible pain in her heart just popped out in her mind.
The sting of the thought made her stand up in no time, signaling the need to be busy.
She can't allow herself to think.
"Wei!" A rather bossy tone could be heard from the hallways of the lavish penthouse located in downtown Tokyo. After the wedding, Syaoran Li found himself rather irritable lately and only work could relieve him with this strange sensation. He clenched his hands into fists as his thoughts flew to the memory of the wedding reception.
"It's just a damn kiss," He huffed, "Why am I acting like…"
"Like?" Wei asked, breaking the loud thoughts Syaoran was trying to express.
"When did you become so nosy?" Syaoran snapped.
"When God gave me ears to hear you master." Wei answered calmly.
Syaoran blushed in embarrassment, knowing he lost this verbal battle. He was lucky Wei is fighting with him, not against him. Like Hiiragizawa, Wei is a person not to be fooled around with.
"Sorry."
"It's no problem." Wei laid the glass tray in his desk and poured him tea.
"What's the schedule today?" Syaoran asked now business like and serious.
"Nothing."
"Excuse me?" Syaoran almost stapled his finger as he looked at his butler rather bewildered.
"My humble apologies, I made mistakes on today's schedule." Wei bowed, "I accidentally scheduled three meetings at the same time and also lost the agenda. Please don't worry, I called and rescheduled every office that was inconvenienced."
Syaoran raised his eyebrows in suspicion. What the heck is this old man saying? He worked with him for years and he never ever made a single mistake. Maybe he's growing old. After all, Wei was always beside him ever since he was a child.
"So, what do you suggest I should do?" Syaoran asked.
Wei looked up at him, "I suggest you rest. You're here for a vacation in the first place." Then he dug his pocket and pulled out a list, "Lady Meilin also demands this list of things to be bought for her."
Syaoran scowled as he took the list from Wei and read it, "Is she crazy?"
"I believe so."
A comfortable silence formed between the two men as Syaoran stood from his leather chair, grabbed his keys and wallet.
"I guess I'll play around," The brown haired clicked his tounge as he headed for the door. Before he completely stepped out the room he looked back at the grey haired man who resumed work by cleaning off his desk.
"Hey Wei,"
"Yes Master?"
"You did that in purpose, right?"
Wise eyes met young ones as he responded, "Yes."
A smirk formed in Syaoran's face as he headed out the room. Then to Wei's surprise, he heard his voice out the door.
"Thanks."
Sakura immersed herself in work.
It was so bad that she found herself sitting in her desk, with nothing to do because she already completed every task that was needed for the day. The golden haired, baby faced lady sighed in boredom as she stretched her aching arms due to the unnatural speed she used as she typed and recorded documents in her computer. Her eyes were drained off, and her body feels unresponsive.
She knew she's working a little too hard. But then she can't help it.
She allowed herself to lay her head down on her desk for awhile, so she could rest both her eyes and her mind in absolute silence. It was a silence she could never be used to. Besides, Tomoyo was always with her in the wedding planning office, talking in the intercom as if they were little kids. Sakura smiled at the warm memory as she stayed still in her desk.
"I miss To-chan." Sakura sighed, "I wonder what she's doing in Rome now?"
Thinking about her missing friend who went to Rome with her newly proclaimed husband, she imagined her having a rather one hundred eighty degree difference of what was Sakura was feeling. A feeling Sakura never felt recently. A feeling of happiness that she greatly missed…
"Mou!" Sakura exclaimed to herself, "I'm thinking again!"
Then she heard an angry exclamation from stomach.
She glanced at the glaring digital clock in her desk as she stood up and grabbed her things.
"Looks like I'm headed to lunch early~" Sakura grinned as she headed out the office and allowed her mind to be taken over by the choices of restaurants and cafes that plagued her mind.
"I like this day," Syaoran coolly commented as he walked the streets of Tokyo with shopping bags in his arms. Even though Meiling did give him an unreasonably long list of weird things to buy, Tokyo's city atmosphere compelled him to do so. He was grateful that the list consisted with variety of items in different shops in the city. This not only allowed him to finish this tiresome chore, but also gave him a little tour.
He glanced at his Armani watch, as he walked across the pedestrian lane. To some extent, he really enjoyed himself because he let time pass him by like that. He made a mental note that it was almost lunch and he should at least grab a bite somewhere before he heads to a bar to top off his day.
He made another mental note to thank Wei once more for giving him a chance to escape.
Then after a block of walking, he spotted a Princess Piffle Café nearby. Due to the exhaustion he felt when he saw it, he knew it was the spot to take a rest. His chocolate brown eyes scanned through the people who were present as he laid the bags on the empty space of his table.
He let out a smile as he spotted a rather good looking waitress in heading towards him.
"This is going to be great," He murmured.
"I guess Princess Piffle Café is always the best!~" Sakura found herself literally running to the usual shop she and Tomoyo go for lunch. When she entered, she greeted the manager whom she knew rather well and some of the waitresses who worked.
"Where's Daidouji-sama?" One of them asked.
"She's at Rome for her honeymoon." Sakura happily replied as the waitresses giggled in glee.
"Oh yeah, there's this really cute guy in your usual table," One of the waitresses grinned, "He looks rich too. All the shopping bags he carried with him is branded."
"I wonder why such a customer came to a simple café as this…?"
"It's not only a simple café!" Sakura defended, "Princess Piffle Café is really commendable for its heartwarming services."
The manager smiled, "Kinomoto-san, we'll happily hire you if ever you need a job."
"Thank you!" Sakura laughed merrily as she waved, "Okay then, I should get a bite. My stomach is growling."
After taking her order, Sakura looked up from the menu and stared at the awfully familiar face that was staring back at her. She squinted, just in case, trying to place where she met such a handsome pers-
Then she saw him smirk.
Her emerald eyes widened as she stood up, pointing at him with her pointer finger.
"YOU!"
Syaoran Li stood up in response, as he gave a bow.
"Good afternoon Kinomoto-san." His grin grew wider and much more sinister. Though her voice made his heart leap, he can't help contain the excitement in him. Besides, she was the only 'target' he laid eyes on and never slept with.
How lucky could he be?
Sakura gaped at his reaction. How dare he leave that smug look in his face? He's probably laughing at her, for her losing her first kiss to him. Feeling completely lost on what to do, she sat back down at her chair and found the tears rolling down again.
"What the crap…" Syaoran rubbed his eyes, so he could make sure his eyes weren't fooling him. She can't be crying, can't she?
"Oi, are you alright?" He quickly ran to her.
With tear strained emerald eyes she glared at him, regretting her first impression of him. Why did he turn out be such a jerk? Her second impression was quickly imprinted in her mind. She needed revenge. She wanted revenge. She raised her feet under the coffee table, planning to step on his feet with her deadly stilettos.
"Hey-"
And mission was accomplished as the air filled with Chinese cuss words.
A lion in sheep's clothing. That was Syaoran Li's second impression of Sakura Kinomoto.
Dear Blossom,
Very deadly.
Monopoly.
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