One in a Million

Chapter 2

Hey guys! Sorry for the long update but I've been busy relaxing and haven't really had time to write. Lol. Anyways, I hope you like it. Please read and review! And thank you to all of you who reviewed my first chapter. Enjoy!

Fumbling with the skirt, Sakura tried to decide whether her outfit was formal enough. Needless to say, she was beaming with pride because the girl in the mirror was now the secretaryof one of Japan's greatest business leaders. She practiced her "business walk" and tried as best as she could to pick the lint off of her cream colored suit. Her current financial dilemmas prevented her from shopping for a brand new collection of business attire. She had at least seven or eight semi-formal ones from when she was a secretary for a small loan company in Kyoto about four years ago. That career however, was short lived. It probably would have blossomed though if her fat boss had kept his grubby hands off of her ass.
Syaoran yawned as he shuffled through the stacks of paper on his desk. It had been another late night and a bottle of red wine had been his only companion. A knock on the door alerted the weary businessman.

"Come in…" he muttered. The door opened slightly and Al poked in his head.

"Sir, your new secretary has arrived."

"Miss Kinomoto was it? Just tell her to set up her stuff at the desk and then to file these in the metallic cabinets on the fifth floor." Syaoran said, gesturing to the papers spewedacross his desk. Al nodded and turned back to the young woman who waswaiting patientlyfor instructions.

"Mr. Li would like you to familiarize yourself with your new secretarial position by organizing your desk," said Al as he motioned to the work station a few meters away, "And then he would like you to file these papers into the fifth story cabinets."

"What papers?" asked Sakura.

"The ones I will bring to you shortly."

With that Al disappeared into Mr. Li's office, leaving Sakura alone.

If anything, Sakura's new job was definitely more stressful than waitressing at a tea café downtown. After the first two weeks, she had met most of the executives and was pleased to find that almost all of them were friendly. In the sense that they didn't talk to her unless they needed something like afresh cup of coffee during meetings. Being a secretary was quite demanding and Sakura found herself constantly occupied with errands; filing papers, taking phone calls, organizing Mr. Li's schedule and personal things like bringing in Mr. Li's meals which was a cup of coffee and the occasional muffin. She had learned in three weeks that morning coffee was usually all that her boss consumed and that he was indeed a genuine workaholic. They rarely spoke face to face but communicated through the phone. Syaoran would call her whenever something needed to be done during the day but her work was usually on her desk by the time she arrived at eight in the morning. When she did come in his office, Syaoran was in the same position: both hands on the keyboard typing furiously, eyes glued to the computer screen. He would mutter a command like "Leave that there" or "Get Al" and that was it for their conversation. She would have loved to inquire more about him but decided it was best not to disturb the man when he was working. Her paycheck at the end of the month was too important to jeopardize.

When she wasn't dashing about like a madman, Sakura sat at her desk enjoying the view. The thirtieth floor on which she, Syaoran and Al occupied was divided into two parts. The Li Corporations building was a gigantic cylinder and the top floor was therefore in the shape of a circle. The elevator doors opened up to a brightly lit room and a small desk off to the left hand side was Sakura's workstation. A sitting area was off to the right side with two ivory colored, leather couches facing each other and separated by a coffee table with a selection of magazines displayed like an opened fan. There were no walls; tall glass panes separated the building from the outside world. At night, the view was spectacular.

After four weeks of work, Sakura received her first paycheck. It was the end of the day and Sakura was getting ready to leave for her apartment when Al came over to handed her an envelope.

"Your paycheck, Miss Kinomoto."

"Oh thank you," replied Sakura, "but shouldn't this be mailed to my house?"

"Mr. Li informed me that this paycheck was special. He thought it was best if you received it here and now so that in case you had any questions, he could answer them."

"Oh. Okay."

Sakura took the envelope and opened it. Her eyes widened as she saw the amount he had paid her.

"There must be a mistake. Mr. Li overpaid me by at least five thousand dollars!" she exclaimed. Al's face was emotionless as he opened the door to Syaoran's office. Sakura shot him a puzzled look as she strode into her boss' domain.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry to bother you sir but I think you've made a mistake with my paycheck." Sakura said. For the first time, Syaoran stopped typing and looked at her.

"You mean the extra money? That's no mistake."

"But why? I know I don't live in the wealthiest part of town but I don't want your charity," She firmly stated. Syaoran chuckled.

"I suggest you use that money to buy yourself a new wardrobe." He said, a wide grin spread across his face. Sakura furrowed her brows and cross her arms.

"And what sir, do you find wrong with my current one?" said Sakura, trying to be as polite as possible.

"In all honesty, nothing. It's based on what a few coworkers have said about my new secretary."

"And what might that be?"

"For example, that cream colored suit you're wearing-"

"Yes. It's a favorite."

"Well I suggest you find another favorite because that one has a split seam in the back."

Sakura's jaw dropped and her face flushed red with embarrassment.

"But as I said before, I really don't mind." Syaoran's grin was now so wide it could have extended across the Pacific Ocean. Sakura quickly turned around and rushed out of his office ending their first real conversation. As the door closed behind her, Syaoran chuckled and poured himself yet another glass of wine. It was a shame to have told her, he thought to himself. He really did enjoy the view.

Sorry this chapter is a little short and boring. I just want you guys to know a little more about Sakura's new job so in the future there won't be a lot of confusion. Anyways, please read and ReVIEW! Even if you HATE it. I promise there will be more action, romance, and plot development in the next few chapters. Til then. Much love – JoocieFruit