My Lover, I mean Roommate!

Standard Disclaimer Applied

Author's Notes: It's AU because of no magic and for OOCness. Well, you wouldn't want an average good girl-bad boy story that its plot has been taken for… times, right? Pardon my "lack of updates" as I was working on my first story and school assignments got in the way. And ideas need to come to mind as I didn't plan this story at all… I still cannot believe I finished this chapter first! T.T

And thank you all for those wonderful reviews!

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Chapter 3

Sakura's POV

My morning was absolutely terrible. I woke up with a MAN sleeping next to me. S-Y-A-O-R-A-N of course. Who else would it be?

He was hugging me like a TEDDY BEAR. Do I even look like one to you? Needless to say, I nearly broke his eardrum screaming "rape!" Dear, who wouldn't? You have this gorgeous hot body—I meant an annoying (-ly sexy) guy who nearly killed me yesterday, waking up next to me in the goddamn morning in his boxers. THANK GOD I was still in my beloved bunny pajamas. He somehow "trespassed" my room, got in, and cuddled me during the night. I knew I should've locked my room. You know what's the worst part? His face was in the middle of my breasts. And his cheek rubbed on my soft mounds as if they were his pillows. So who wouldn't scream "bloody rape?" He's sexually harassing me—even though without his knowledge of doing such a thing!

Ahhh… you must be wondering the aftermath of the "Sakura threw her dinner to Syaoran's face" event. Sobs. I ended up eating cup noodles; they're unhealthy (though yummy) if you eat so much of it all the time. Well, he nearly pummeled me with the frying pan, but lucky I said, "good guys don't hit girls." …Something similar to that. Thus, I successfully saved myself from a very hard hit. As for his precious face? There's only a little scratch on it; you can barely see it. Though this morning, he spent forever in the bathroom… examining his face.

Now, here I am, walking to Li Corporation…I seriously need to get a car. But, either way, it's only like two blocks from the apartment, correction: crappy apartment. I looked at my cell phone. 8:45 A.M. Must be at work by 9:00 A.M! Two blocks, fifteen minutes, no problem! …If only I wasn't wearing these freaking high heels.

Breathe in. Inhale.

Breathe out. Exhale.

Ok. No more jokes. Time to get serious! It's my first day of work after coming back from vacation. And if I want to re-decorate my wardrobe, I better start working…

Starbucks

After I get my cappuccino.

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Sip.

Sigh.

Life is meaningless without coffee.

I'm currently sitting at my wonderful office desk. It's about 50 x 50 inches. Kind of small, but I'm a secretary, so I guess that's decent? Behind me, there's a pretty office door with Eriol and Tomoyo in it. Apparently, she decided to accompany Eriol to work. God knows what they're really doing there. I don't because there are blinds in his room blocking the glass window from views. It's not that I want to know what they're doing anyway.

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Tomoyo sat on the comfortable chair on one side of the table and placed down the ace of spades. Eriol who occupied the other side with a manager chair said, "Pass."

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I was late to work, fifteen minutes late—I blame the slow and long line of Starbucks. Anyways, I spent a whole day here, in a small office, typing up boring documents and yea. I started, stopped, ate lunch and continued the really, absolutely unbearable, boring process. At about 4:30 P.M., half an hour from work is over, I finished and entered Eriol's room, but not before knocking on the door first, of course.

"Done, Mr. Hiiragizawa." I placed the documents on the table. I don't call him Eriol because at work, this sounds more professional.

"Alright. You may leave now." I turned around, walking professionally in my heels, heading towards the door. YES! The day is finally over. When I start a day, I just look forward of finishing it. So! Now I can—

"Sakura?"

I turned around after hearing Eriol call my name. "Can you bring this to Mr. Li on the thirtieth floor before you go?" Eriol held a blue folder in his hand.

"Oh, uhh…sure." I walked back over to Eriol and took the document from him. "Thank you. Just go up there and hand the secretary the folder."

"Ok."

"Thank you."

I went out his office, shut the door and grabbed my bag. My next stop was to the elevator. Pushing the button, I waited for the elevator. It arrived, I got in and it took a few hours to get there. What? I work on the fifth floor and there were other passengers on the elevator so it took awhile. When I got to thirtieth floor, I saw that it was very empty. Ok, fine. It was in fact, plain empty. The secretary wasn't there and there were only two desks and no one occupied the desks at the moment. I didn't leave, however. That's because there was a door that led to another room and there was a sign that indicated "Mr. Li" on it. So deciding I better complete my job, I approached the wooden door and knocked twice on the surface.

"Come in." A strong masculine voice answered me. It sounds familiar… Nevertheless, he sounds hot! I turned the golden knob of the door and opened it, revealing—a old man with white hair and a beard under his chin. EWWW. I did not just call him hot…

-Grins wickedly-

Just kidding. Here's what I really saw—Li Syaoran.

This. Is. A. Nightmare.

Every door I turn open (besides Eriol's), presents me with Li Syaoran. And my boss' boss is my roommate. Small world, don't you think? He directed his gaze from the flat screen monitor to me and grinned at me. "Why hello teddy-dearest. How nice of you to visit me?"

I felt like punching the daylights out of someone hearing such a wonderful nickname. "You still haven't given me a proper reason for why the heck I became your "teddy bear." I said, malice dripping from my voice as I walked over to his desk and slammed the document down.

Syaoran shrugged as he picked it up into his hands and scanned the details. "I slept peacefully yesterday when my teddy was sitting in its proper place on my table, but then when I woke up in the middle of the night, my teddy bear was gone! So I needed one…"

"And I'm the replacement? Hell! Why do you even still need a teddy bear!? What are you? A two-year-old?"

"No. It's just that he guarantees good dreams."

"Well, did you find it this morning?"

"No. So I was thinking…"

"No way. I AM NOT SLEEPING WITH YOU." I backed up proving my point.

Syaoran put the document down and smirked naughtily. "Really? Is it because that Sakura-chan is inexperienced?" He teased. My cheeks turned pink and Syaoran chuckled, obviously amused. ARGH! KAMI-SAMA! Why did he have to turn it in that direction?

"Tell you what." Syaoran leaned into me, dangerously close. So close that I could see the golden flecks in his eyes. "We'll settle this with a game. If I win, you'll have to be my teddy-bear for half a year."

"What?! Hell—"

"If you win, I'll pay the rent for a year. So how about it?" He put forth his hand, ready to seal the deal with a handshake like any other businessman.

I contemplated the offer. "First of all, tell me, what are we playing?"

"Go Fish." I am THE MASTER—err…mistress(?) at that game. Hells, I'm a fishy queen! Syaoran doesn't know whom he's messing with!

"Deal." I smirked and I shook his hand.

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…Waves rolling.

…Cold, but gentle sea breezes past by occasionally whipping my long hair up.

…Sea gulls are flapping their wings and squawking in the sky.

I'M LOSING MY PATIENCE BADLY.

When Syaoran said "Go Fish," I thought he meant the "card game"—NOT SITTING HERE IN THE DOCKS…or whatever you call this place (to your preference), beachside I suppose, and FISHING. Darling, I'm horrible at THIS game..

Reeling in line noise occurs next to me.

And Syaoran catches yet another fish. That makes the 2739483275937 fishes he got…I admit it; I'm exaggerating, but I don't want to count. I looked at my bucket—zero. Yep, nada! Like what the heck, he's right next to me and yet he gets so much fish and me? Not even a nibble.

YOU FISHIES! GET. THE. BAIT. ALREADY.

"You're losing horribly, Sakura-chan." My eyebrow twitched visibly as he used a nickname on me; one that only my father and Tomoyo use.

I grunted un-lady-likely. "No need to inform me something that I already know, Syaoran-kun."

He simply smirked.

Grip on my line tightens and drops slightly deeper into the bluish-green water. Oh my god! A FISH!

I stood up with speed faster than lightning and started to reel in my line. Syaoran watched as I battled against the fish, amused. And that's because I was mumbling curses at the fish that was OVERPOWERING me. I'm like at least 10 times or more taller/bigger (make that more than 10) and yet it's overpowering me. Sad, I know. My line looked like it was about to snap. You know…never fish at the "docks" where there's like no metal railing for supporting your weight. Trust me. Cause the next thing I knew, the line snapped making me stumble on the concrete ground and fell into the water. Last thing I saw before heading towards the vast sea was Syaoran getting up, his eyes big like saucers, realizing that I was about to fall and trying to catch me. He caught…my sleeve and ripped it or I wouldn't have fell into the salty water.

Oh, and did you remember the time I said that I couldn't swim? I wasn't joking when I said that.

Darkness engulfed me as my eyes started closing. At that time, I wished, really wished that I would've fainted or something because the next moment, Syaoran had dived into the water and—

—stole my first kiss.

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Author's Notes: Need. More. Candy. They. Motivate. Me. To. Write. Well…and reviews. Lol. Read and Review please!

xxIrui