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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:

mitsuko310 - It probably is painful. I never got stepped by a stiletto before, and I'm not planning to get murdered by one either. And yes, I'm glad their human side is showing!~

teenureen - Thank you! Updated just for you~

DN Angel and Cardcaptor Sakura - Ah, that kiss proved itself quite powerful too don't you think?

LovEInsanity - I'm sorry bout the length! I wear 5 inch stilettos, and by judging the thinness of the heel itself, I could say it could hurt. Bad.

supertimmy08 - It gives me that squeamish feeling!

cupid17 - d^^b

.O 3 Cardcaptors - Thank you, please keep on supporting me!

Moonlight919; Aeriichan - I'm aiming for over flowing cuteness! I wish it stratifies you!

krazypig91 - Ahh, I think so to!

fearlessgurl101 - I just want to elbow him in the gut and give him the eye.

xXFireRoseXx - Sakura tends to keep her word! So she will, no matter how much she hates him.

neko-chiidesu - The possibilities are endless.

AngelEmCuti - Thank you! See you in the next chapter~

hpswst101 - Thanks! Monopoly could be whoever, his identity will be revealed in the later chapters.

purplemonster27 - So it seems~ Consider them pen pals for a long time, so they basically know each other very well. The ones written though are just messages they send that relate to the chapter.

smile4meeh - Thank you~ And I shall build my story in this new opened door!

THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT! PLEASE CONTINUE TO REVIEW AND SHARE YOUR IDEAS~

Authors Notes: School is going to officially start soon! I'm writing a new chapter to celebrate my upcoming senior year!

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Chapter 8 : Bento

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Dear Monopoly,

How far could determination bring you?

Blossom.

Sakura Kinomoto found herself up and early the very next day in her kitchen. Even though she agreed she'll take responsibility of Li Syaoran's damaged foot by 'being by his side' (it was literally impossible because she still had the wedding shop fully in her hands since Tomoyo left), she found herself at a loss on what to do. Was she supposed to be a maid? Someone who does outside chores? She should have asked him what she was supposed to do specifically to avoid the present questions that troubled her mind.

And yes, the kitchen. Since she had no clue on what to do, she decided to prepare him a bento of some sort. At least, encourage him to eat healthy so he could heal quickly enough. While she did that, she also thought of the gentle butler and herself, thus pushing herself to wake up earlier than usual to make lunch for three of them.

While she molded rice to an onigiri shape, her thoughts wandered.

"Ah, it's been awhile." She commented, as she could feel her hand numbed by the heat of the rice she was molding. Ever since she immersed herself in her work, she didn't really have the time to cook or even use the kitchen. She then recalled the days when she and her brother Touya used to switch off cooking meals at home. Her father, now a full time archeologist, also cooked once in awhile. Sakura proved she is skillful in household chores, due to the intense training at home when she was younger and maybe it's also in the genes.

She giggled, recalling days when she and Touya used to corner Tomoyo with questions every time she visited. It dawned on her she haven't seen her brother since the wedding.

"I'm sure Nakuru-san is keeping him company," Sakura thought out loud as well.

After a couple of hours, Sakura grinned at her accomplishment. A four tire bento was made, made with assorted 'healthy' dishes. She stretched, as she checked the clock.

"I should get ready."

She has quite a day ahead of her.

Even though his foot is a total hassle when it came to his mobility, Syaoran Li can't take another day off. He's already off schedule since Wei managed to wedge off a whole day packed with meetings and appointments and fill it in on other days. He scowled as he looked at himself at the mirror. He looked so un-professional even though he was wearing an Armani suit. The cast was just too noticeable.

"Just staring at it pisses me off." He mumbled, as he efficiently fixed his tie.

Wei knocked and entered, serving a sandwich meal and tea.

"Breakfast is served."

Syaoran shook his head as he headed to his desk and grabbed his suitcase, "Just wrap it, we have a tight schedule."

Wei, knowing that his commands are unchangeable mostly when it's related to work, just bowed and complied.

Before heading out, Syaoran looked at himself at the mirror again, letting out a smirk. With a cast or not, it doesn't matter. Besides, he was Syaoran Li.

"I'll finalize all the location," Sakura grinned at the excited couple who were sat in front of her, "All the preparations are cleared, so overall, there is nothing to be worried about. Have a great wedding."

"Thank you!" They both replied in unison as they both stood up with a folder of information in their hands. Sakura stood and saw them off the door, and when they finally drove off the drive way the golden haired woman stretched as she glanced at the time.

"It's lunch already." She murmured as the thought of the bento and an image of Syaoran Li popped in her mind.

Then his smirk.

Then she felt like it was a bad idea. Besides, that bastard probably will be eating lunch in some posh restaurant somewhere downtown.

Then she remembered the weight of the responsibility she kept her word on.

She sighed.

There was really no escape to this, or else her guilt will eat her up. She made up her mind to be civil to the handsome but devilish Li Syaoran, and now she found herself being tested. Before she changed her mind, she quickly picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Whoa."

Sakura's emerald eyes widened as she stared at Valence IT's main headquarters in Tokyo. The building was huge. A skyscraper. Just like those buildings Touya blueprints for months and even years just to finalize. She held on her bento tightly as she walked with the mob of employees that were headed the same way as her.

She looked around, hoping she could spot him somehow, but no matter how hard she looked, it was no avail. Her last resort was to approach the information table that was situated in the middle of the vast ground floor, people still walking in and out, some in business groups and some with their cell phones.

"May I ask if Li Syaoran is here?" Sakura asked ever so politely.

The beautiful receptionist smiled, "Yes, he is."

"May I see him?"

No reply was given. Instead rude stares were directed towards her. Then she could hear the women in the table saying, "She's probably one of his partners."

Sakura clenched her fists, "So may I?"

"I believe he's still in a meeting at the moment. I'm not sure he's free any minute now."

"I just need to drop something." Sakura insisted, "And mind you, he's not my partner of any kind."

The woman gave her a disbelieving look.

Sakura sighed, "Never mind, can you give this to him?" She laid the bento in top of the counter. When she did, the stares and the whispers grew much louder.

Was he this popular? These receptionists were clearly jealous. Sakura can't believe her luck. She definitely never thought these kinds of mistreatments happen in real life, mostly when it's over a jerk who is a player.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think he'll accept that. Mr. Li is a high class man, he wouldn't eat those kinds of things."

"But-"

"Please, take it off the counter." The receptionist pushed the container a little, causing it to tip…

Sakura's eyes widened as she watched her hard work shake in instability. Due to shock, her body failed to move no matter how much she screamed at herself to catch the falling item. She closed her eyes, preparing to hear a clash when it hits the floor.

Then for some reason, she heard a clash of metal down the tiled floor.

"I-idiot." A very familiar voice that brought chills to her spine spoke, and quickly she opened her eyes.

In front of her was Li Syaoran himself, his hands almost barely holding the container, yet luckily had it secured in his hold. There was cold sweat in his brow, his chocolate colored hair slightly ruffled his suit crinkled. In the floor was his crutch, the metal object that made the sound.

The woman in the counter apologized, including her manager who came out after looking at the commotion. But they were being ignored. Syaoran Li had his eyes fixed on one person alone, and it was towards Sakura Kinemoto, who was almost brought into tears.

"Stop looking like a fool and help me." Syaoran barked, "You only bring trouble don't you?"

"I-" Her lip quivered, though relief flooded into her, at least she found a familiar face, "Why did you just come now?"

Surprised by her sudden cry, Syaoran laid the bento back at the counter as he picked up the crutch and straighten himself up.

"Why are you blaming me? You're the one who suddenly called Wei who told me you'll be coming here. It's your fault that I have to halt the meeting so I could go down here and pick you up. And you're the reason of this broken foot; don't even start talking about how slow I am."

Sakura sighed, "I'm relieved. Even though your presence is annoying, it's comforting at the same time."

"You just have to insult me in every sentence you say huh? So what are you doing here? Why pop up and mess up my schedule?"

"Excuse me? I came here and made you a bento and this is how you say thank you?" Sakura's emerald eyes flared up.

"Oh this?" Syaoran eyed the container carefully, "Is it even edible? Are you trying to poison me?"
"Why you…"

Syaoran backed up, thinking Sakura will explode in his other foot. Accidentally, he elbowed the container, and now both of them stared as it toppled down the container and down the floor.

Silence filled the building as the smell of food leaked in the air.

In the end, Sakura Kinomoto found herself sitting in a carpeted office in the highest floor of the building, eating the saved, left over bento portions that were scattered in the floor. Syaoran was silent as he stuffed his mouth with a sushi roll. Wei, also politely ate a piece in the bento.

The events after the food accident is as followed: Syaoran was quickly dropped in the floor, scavenging whatever he could save. Sakura was still speechless, as she watched her hard work flushed down the drain. Then she could still clearly hear his words, "Hey idiot, stop standing there. Save my lunch will you?"

Then Sakura found herself down in her knees with him, sorting out the food.

"You both created unnecessary commotion," Wei carefully scolded, "But thank goodness the people around you didn't think of it as a negative thing."

"I'm sorry." Sakura hiccuped, "I just-"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Syaoran waved his hand, "You apologized enough. If you apologize again…"

"I just didn't get what you mean." Sakura said truthfully, "I mean, what is 'being by your side' mean? Do I just stand around you?"

Wei looked at Syaoran in interest. What did his young master talk about with Ms. Sakura that one day?

Syaoran's cheeks flushed noticing the attention of both Wei and Sakura on him, "I never thought about it."

"Exactly, that's why I just made a bento." Sakura explained, "I never thought it'd be this difficult just to hand over lunch to you. Do you like it at the very least?"

"Yeah. It's good."

Sakura smiled genuinely, "Thanks."

Syaoran felt his heart stop in that very second when she did that. He quickly looked down.

"You okay?" Sakura asked.

"I thought about it." Syaoran cleared his throat as he ran his hand through his hair, "Continue to make me bento."

"Eh?"

"And eat dinner with us too." Wei suggested, "It's only proper to thank you for your work."

Sakura shook her head, "No it's not necessary. I mean, I stepped on Li's foot and…"

"I insist too." Syaoran piped up, "And call me Syaoran. It sounds silly."

Sakura hesitated as she nodded slowly.

"And give me your number, next time call me directly," Syaoran flipped his phone open as she did the same thing. It took seconds till her number was registered to his and vice versa.

"You're really popular aren't you?" Sakura whispered.

"What the heck are you talking about now? Of course I am."

"I mean, when I was asking if I could see you, those women in the reception were just…vicious."

Wei burst out in a warm chuckle, "Ah. Master Li isn't only revered but also well loved. Mostly by women."

"I know that," Sakura said rather flatly.

"Hey!" Syaoran snapped, "Excuse me? It's not only that!"

Then a knock came from the door.

"I'll take it." Li stood up as he took the door to himself. Sakura and Wei watched him as he opened the door, a slightly flushed female worker handed him a couple of documents. Then Sakura noticed it. Syaoran Li wasn't that evil as she thought.

While he was conversing with the worker, Sakura studied his clear authoritative figure, yet something in it was also kind and gentle. She was reminded of Eriol Hiiragizawa, though they were complete opposites, they both had the same effect on people.

"You see it?" Wei asked.

Sakura nodded.

"He wasn't always that way," Wei explained, "He used to be someone you can't work with. When he met Master Eriol he changed gradually. Master Li started noticing the needs of his employees more, and being more open and communicate with them."

"I see. Eriol had a good effect in his life."

"And you will too." Wei said rather convincingly, "Ms. Sakura, please help him grow out of womanizing ways."

"Why me?" Sakura asked.

"You're the first woman I ever seen him so comfortable with. I'm sure he trusts you somehow."

"But I-"

"Will you?"

Sakura bit her lip as she watched as Syaoran slowly headed towards them again. She recalled that time in the wedding: when he handed her his handkerchief, and when he danced with her, and when he kissed her too.

It was gentle.

Sakura was convinced that his entire hard and cocky attitude was just some kind of mask on the real Syaoran Li. She knew that he's hurting himself, but does he even know that he is? Syaoran deserves better than just sleeping around with random women.

"Yeah." Sakura said firmly.

"Yeah what?" Syaoran asked, "You're really weird."

"Call me weird, but I made up my mind."
"Made up your mind?"

"I'll make you quit your womanizing ways."

Dear Blossom,

I wonder. I shall see.

Monopoly.

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