My Lover, I mean Roommate!
Standard Disclaimer AppliedAuthor's Notes: I've neglected this for a while, didn't I? Sorry! I haven't updated anything in a while—I blame those teachers who gave me so much work and tests. :'(
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Chapter 5
Da da da da.
Da da da da.
Da da da da da da da da da da!
Syaoran's POV
I stood at the altar, dressed in a white tuxedo waiting as my emerald-eyed bride covered with a long white veil following her approached me, step by step. Her graceful movement accompanied by her flowing auburn hair; she had an up-do, but some strands escaped in curly locks. The strapless snow-white wedding gown suited her…my Sakura, as pure and innocent as an angel. I've waited all my life—most of it—for this!
Finally, her movement halted. She reached me, her father dispersing from her side as soon as he handed me her hand. Smiling, Sakura's pearl teeth showed, indicating her joy in marrying me.
"You're beautiful." I breathed out. Corny line, I know. Shut up. What am I supposed to say? Anyway, let's skip the priest part. It's mad boring and I don't think you'd like to hear what he says anyways. After all, it's much of the same old junk for the past…centuries?
"Do you, Li Syaoran, take Kinomoto Sakura as your wife?"
"I do."
"Do you, Kinomoto Sakura, take Li Syaoran as your husband?"
"I do." She declared.
Exchange of rings in progress… (I forgot which you do first, but whatever…)
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
I held her right hand in mine and used my other to tilt her head, leaning in for my "make Kinomoto Sakura become Mrs. Li Sakura" kiss. But before I passed the finish line, the entire place broke, shattering into sharp glass pieces. Thunder boomed through the sky; the real Sakura's voice emitted.
"—LI SYAORAN! WAKE UP! IT'S 9:00! YOU'RE LATE FOR WORK AND YOU HAVE A MEETING TODAY! GET YOUR ASS OFF THE BED NOW!" An angry and not so happy voice echoed through the gray skies.
I opened my eyes and groaned—after that kiss was the honeymoon. To hell with everything else, that dream must come true!
Christmas Wishlist1- Marry Kinomoto Sakura
I grabbed her hands and looked at her in the eyes seriously. Her eyes widened by instinct, astonished at what I'm doing. To put it simply, she gave me a "what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you" look.
"Kinomoto Sakura, I'm going to make you marry me before this year ends!" I declared out of the blue.
And what a Li wants, a Li gets.
Ultimate High-pitchy Shriek Attack!!!
2- Earplugs
Syaoran's POV
Of course I knew that Sakura was a C- in math.
"GRRRR! GET THESE DOCUMENTS OFF MY TABLE! LI SYAORAN!" Sakura sure screams loud. She glared threateningly at me; I saw because the window to the outside is glass. I gave her a trademark smirk, walked over to the door, pretending I'm going to go tend to her "needs" and shut down the shades of the window instead.
And then I heard a loud "crash" from outside.
I love irritating her.
Sakura's POV
"Stupid Syaoran. He's doing this on purpose. ARGHHH!"
I took out my concealer, looking at the mirror reflection.
Wide, curvy black eye bags—Check.
Red-green eyes. The joy of Christmas, ne?—Check.
Messy hair, all tangled up with knots (caused from my frustration of pulling at my hair—I blame Syaoran if I go bald before I turn 25.) Check.
…I look absolutely terrible.
"Need help Ms. Kinomoto?" A beautiful melodic feminine voice came to my ears. It was May Hanazono, Syaoran's other secretary. At 5'7, she sure resembles a model, a flawless face with typical blonde hair but paired with glamorous orange eyes, stunning, not to mention the million-dollar smile. She's actually really nice, always trying to help me out, even after I refuse the offer.
"No, it's alright, but thank you anyways, Ms. Hanazono." I replied politely.
"No, no I insist." I felt guilty. Hanazono-san already had a whole pile of paperwork on her desk already… Her eyes caught my stare at her desk and she smiled warmly.
"If you feel bad about it, how about we exchange some work?"
I nodded vigorously, accepting the proposal. That's the best offer I've heard ever since becoming Syaoran's secretary.
"And please, call me May."
A wide smile etched across my face and I gave her my permission to call me by my first name. "Only if you call me Sakura."
"Sure, Sakura-chan."
Knock, knock.
"Come in." Syaoran said, never taking his eyes off the black and silver monitor in front of him. He heard the sound of heels approaching him. When the sound ceased, he looked up at the beauty in front him. "What is it?"
May held two documents. "This is the finance report." She placed it down on the smooth surface of cherry wood desk.
"The other?" Syaoran questioned her, wondering why she didn't just put both down and tell him at the same time.
"I have a proposal for you." She said, a bit slyly.
"For what?" He asked, suspicious, but at the same time, curious.
"Kinomoto, Sakura."
Sakura's POV
Knock, knock.
No response.
Knock, knock.
"Mr. Li?" I reached for the golden doorknob, turning it, pushing the door open.
There on the red carpet floor, two people lay in a very uncompromising position, despite the fact that their clothes weren't misplaced, it was very…lovers-like position. The male hovering on top of the female, hands on the shoulder. The female had her hands around the guy's neck.
And they were none other than Syaoran and May.
I felt as if I just got heartburn. Weird…coffee effects?
They looked at me. My cheeks went rose red and my eyes darted around, suddenly finding the plain white walls much interesting.
"Ahem. Did I… interrupt something?" I finally found my voice.
"No." Syaoran said tonelessly, getting off of May as she untangled her arms from his neck, also getting up. We avoided eye contact.
"We just fell." May said, unconvincingly.
And I'd be the stupidest person alive if I believe that. Even the densest of the dense would know what's happening.
"Umm…uhh…here's the contract with Mr. Asher." I threw it onto the desk, feeling the need to get out of the room fast.
An awkward silence overcame us three. The only sound in the room was the round clock on the wall. I heard the tick of time clearly.
5 o' clock
"Oh, look at the time. Time to go home."
"Sa—"
I already fled the room.
Normal POV
'I don't understand him. One minute he goes off saying he's going to make me marry him, the next minute, he's off, all ready to have sex with another girl. Che. It's not that I care anyway.' Sakura thought to herself as she walked home.
(Points random arrow from…somewhere (ask ouran high school host club) at Sakura: self-denial)
Love happens anywhere, anyhow. And sometimes, it's at the most unexpected of times. Most of the time, the victim is in the ocean without knowing.
Sakura passed Starbucks and decided to get a cup of coffee. Bad Sakura! Too much caffeine! After ordering and getting her beverage, she left the place, walking towards home again. But when Sakura turned the corner, she crashed into a guy, spilling the hot drink all over him.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry!" Sakura apologized immediately. She went through her purse for tissues and used them, trying to wipe the stains and liquid off.
"You—!" He sounded mad at first, then for some reason, he sighed and said, "I-it's alright." He had a black cap on, so I couldn't see the facial features. He wore a black jeans jacket, red t-shirt underneath and black jeans.
"I'm so sorry." Sakura apologized again and bowed.
"It's alright. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going…I guess." The guy lifted his head up…a bit girly in the face… Despite that, he possessed dark black hair and crimson blood red eyes. Mysteriousness screamed all over.
'Those eyes look like ruby gems…' Sakura thought, captivated by the gem-like eyes.
"uhhh…miss…" He waved his hand in front of her.
"Wha?" Sakura asked.
"Can you stop staring?"
"Oh, ummm…sorry. I'm Sakura." She didn't know why, but she wanted to get to know him.
"Me—Makoto. Makoto Rae."
Five minutes later.
Why the hell are they still standing there?
Well, you see, people socialize…and new "friends" socialize…awkwardly. Suddenly, the wind blew, flying something into Sakura's eye and she yelped in response.
"What's wrong?" Makoto asked, having concern for his new friend. He had taken a liking to the female within a matter of minutes.
"Something got into my eye. I can't get it out." Sakura rubbed her right eye with her hand frustratingly.
"I'll help you." He offered, placing his hand on her face.
A black Mercedes was heading to the same area from the distance. In the car, sat Syaoran, who was thinking about how to make Sakura even more jealous. It seems that May was right
-Flashback-
"What?" Syaoran asked her.
"You want Kinomoto Sakura, don't you?"
"I don't need your help to win her." Syaoran told her, confident that he can have Sakura with just his own abilities.
"I'm just trying to provide you some advice, since you don't seem to be winning her favor." She said, winking at Syaoran.
"I don't need it."
"Hear me out anyway." Syaoran was going to turn her down, but then again, he thought that having some extra help wouldn't hurt.
Hearing silence, May continued. "The jealously tactic."
Syaoran laughed half-heartedly. "Tried that, many years ago, if you want to know. That's exactly why I was given the reputation as a player. I had wanted to make her envious of someone else having such a great boyfriend."
May wanted to laugh at him; how arrogant can he get? But that's alright; at least he only truly wanted just one person. And with that fact alone, she'll help him. After all, back then in school, her nickname was matchmaker and no case broke for her. Every challenge given to her was resolved.
"But you're much closer to her now than back then. What if she has already developed feelings for you, just without herself acknowledging it? You know how love is."
"True…Wait! How do you know I'm much closer to Sakura now?"
May smirked. "I have my ways."
Ring ring
"Li Syaoran speaking."
"Don't you like my guest?" A giggling voice spoke over the receiver.
"Daidouji Tomoyo…"
And the look on Sakura's face back then when she entered his room—priceless. A tint of anger mixed with confusion. Thus, Syaoran developed hope that Sakura likes him to some degree. He was driving home, humming the song "Catch you, Catch me" until he suddenly caught the sight of soft auburn tresses blowing in the air.
'Just like my Sakura's hair.' Syaoran thought. Then he recognized the pink business skirt that Sakura was wearing today. He dismissed the thought as he wasn't exactly sure. As he turned the corner, he caught a glimpse of emerald from the rearview mirror and what the lady was wearing was exactly what Sakura worn today. The lady looked as if she was about to kiss the black hair guy!
'What if she's!?'He pulled over and ran back to who he thought was Sakura.
"Sakura!" He called out, having the two people who were standing at the corner turn to the direction where Syaoran was coming from.
'Oh shit, here comes a very jealous cousin…' thought Makoto, as he lowered his cap, just a slight bit.
"Syaoran?" Sakura asked, assuring whether it is who she thought it is, looking her.
Syaoran grabbed Sakura by the waist protectively. Startled, Sakura let out a gasp and then glared at Syaoran. He ignored it, focusing his attention on the guy who's threatening his relationship with Sakura.
"Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing with my girlfriend?!" Syaoran snapped at Makoto with frustration and anger clearly written over his face.
"Syao—" Much to Sakura's surprise, he kissed her on the lips, shutting her up.
"Don't you see that we're very much in love with each other?"
"Uhh…Mr…" Makoto sweatdropped at Syaoran's antics.
"Don't you understand: get. The. Hell. Away. From. My. Girlfriend." Syaoran gritted through his teeth, a death glare fixated on Makoto, making him shift from side to side, very uncomfortably.
"LI SYAORAN!"
"What?" His voice changed from anger to complete softness. (Wow.)
"Something got into my eye and he was trying to help me—"
"Get it out by kissing you?" Syaoran hissed venomously.
"Ano…" Makoto started again.
"You're unbelievable!" Sakura pried his arm off of her waist, completely ignoring Makoto too as Syaoran pushed her boiling point.
"Makoto-kun wasn't trying to take advantage of me! And you're not even my boyfriend! Why the hell are you—!" Sakura started yelling back at Syaoran as she pointed to Makoto, emphasizing her point.
"—kun?! You don't even call Eriol with –kun when you probably knew him longer than this…guy here!" Their faces drew closer a bit.
"EXCUSE ME!" Makoto raised his voice, which sounded more like a high-pitch girl shriek…
"WHAT?" Both of them turned and yelled back at Makoto.
Makoto took off his cap and his raven hair released, flowing gracefully down "his" back. "He" coughed, readjusting "his" voice and said, "I'm a girl."
Sakura froze in shock, as did Syaoran. He should've recognized the features of his dear cousin, but he was too preoccupied with the thought of someone else having Sakura to even notice.
"Meiling…" Syaoran breathed out.
-Sips hot chocolate-
"Well, I was trying to get away from another set up. You know how my father is, always trying to get me married." Meiling said and then took another sip of the hot chocolate.
Syaoran sighed. "Mother is too."
Meiling grinned. "But you already have someone you "love."
"Sakura…" He sighed dreamily, fantasizing thoughts about someone.
"Umm…Syaoran." Meiling called for her cousin after being alarmed with the smell of smoke.
"My beautiful angel…" Meiling groaned inwardly.
"Umm…Syaoran-kun," called sweet and innocent Sakura.
"Y-yes dear?" Syaoran replied, not believing that his dearest Sakura was calling for him with the suffix of –kun, without having any teasing or mocking tone.
Her cheeks burned with a red glow, as red as a candy cane. "The stove's on fire."
Syaoran snapped out of his reverie.
"Syaoran?"
"Hmmm?" That was the reply coming from Syaoran who had his arms around Sakura's slim waist. They were in bed (don't think the wrong way), ready to sleep, but apparently, it seems that Sakura wants some pillow talk.
"Are you and May… dating?" A soft whisper of broken-up fragments of a sentence came from Sakura. But due to the close proximity of the two, Syaoran heard her loud and clear.
She felt his mouth curve up into a smirk as his head was partly buried into her hair.
"Why, is my Sakura jealous?" He asked her chuckling, amused that she brought the topic up. Then he yawned, tired of the day's work.
"N-no! Why would I be jealous?!" Sakura said stuttering. The way she said it, she herself, couldn't believe it, let alone deceive someone else.
"Because you love me." Syaoran stated.
She whispered after some thought. "I like you, but I don't love you. Love can't develop that fast."
Or can it? Emotions are uncontrollable—most of them.
Sakura was greeted with the silence of night. Only scattered leaves were heard rustling and the wind that whistled through the night.
"Syaoran?" She called softly, for the second time of the night.
Sakura twisted and turned with great effort as each movement she made, he seemed to know and tightened his grip slightly. Finally, Sakura was able to maneuver her body to face his. She found out he already fell asleep and she raised her right free hand and stroked his cheek, affectionately.
OH MY GOSH! Feelings are developing, ne? That's how evil love is. You can know someone for…forever and never think anything "goodie-goodie" about them. Then all of a sudden, before you know it, you start focusing all your attention on this person. T.T
Two more chapters left! ;) –There's no point in hiding it. Lol. I've long posted the number of chapters—I told you it was a short fiction.
Next chapter: Let's just say, I'm going to make Sakura fall in love with Syaoran very…weirdly. Lol.
Read and Review? & Merry (Early) Christmas!
xxIrui