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Complications-Chapter 7
February 13th
Beeeeeeeeeeeeep...
"Hello, this is Syaoran Li. I am currently unavailable to answer the call, but if you leave a message, I will get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you." Syaoran spoke in an authorized tone.
"Syaoran Li! Where the hell are you? I've been trying to reach you all day! If you don't call back before 11:00, you will not live to see tomorrow's sun rise!" A female voice yelled into the phone from another line. Her voice was unbelivably high. As fast as it came, she hung up loudly. After this encounter, Syaoran's huge apartment returned back to its original silence.
February 14th- Valentine's Day Dance
"Seriously, just dance Sakura! Nobody's going to care!" Mike grabbed Sakura's hands and wrapped them around his neck while his arms wrapped around her waist. The two began swinging to the beat of the music, well at least Mike was. Sakura looked around her surrounding to find everybody sinking into the music, dancing like only they existed. This made her calm down a bit. "See, nobody's looking," Mike pointed out when he noticed her looking. He smiled encouragingly. His dimples made a prominent dent on the two sides of his cheeks.
Dancing was another talent that Sakura unfortunately did not possess. Her body was simply too rigid to do any dancing involving flexibility. Throughout the whole dance, Sakura had to follow Mike everywhere so that none other than him could witness her embarassing moments. Eriol and Tomoyo were just perfect when they danced, embraced warmly into each other's arms. The other friends might not have the best dancing skills, but they were people who were willing to take risks. Therefore, they danced however they liked.
"You look so beautiful tonight," Mike complimented on Sakura's pine green vintage dress. Her hair was pulled up into a loose bun that went well with her easy-looking gown. Sakura pulled off this look perfectly. The colour of her hazy emerald eyes tonight matched her beautiful dress, fully hand-made by Tomoyo.
Once she stepped onto the dance floor, she simply became the centre of attention. Many seniors and juniors asked her to dance with them, but she rejected them due to her lack of knowledge in dancing. She stayed faithfully by Mike's side the whole evening, ignoring her close male friends' invites along as well.
Sakura was at ease when dancing with Mike. In Tomoeda High's humongous cafeteria, filled with two thousand-something people, she was always relaxed when she stayed by his side. Although she couldn't dance, following Mike's choreographed-like moves, she felt like she could actually dance just like the others.
As the two of them slowly moved under the massive disco ball light, Mike tightened his grasp around Sakura's waist. From not far away, they heard girls awe-ing and heavy breathing. The two of them, just like a few other pairs, turned towards the source of such awkward sounds as they saw a bunch of girls in beautiful gowns, surrounding the resting lounge where students could hang out when they didn't feel like dancing.
"Sorry girls. I need a break from al that dancing. We'll dance with you guys in a few minutes, alright?" Syaoran's sexy low voice suggested. Sitting beside him were his two best friends, Takumi and Ryu, both sipping their drinks. Syaoran waved the girls goodbye as they unwillingly left for Syaoran and his friends' return onto the dance floor, later.
"Syaoran Li. Could I have some of your undivided attention please" asked Ryu in an irritated voice. Syaoran's eyes blinked twice and looked at his black-haired friend. "Yes?"
"What's going on with you, dude? You haven't been paying much attention tonight to anything." Takumi shook his head.
"Actually," Ryu added, "he has. Just not the things he should be but he has. His 'very divided attention' was given to an undesirable girl who he's confessed to have no interest in. However, his actions betray his words once again."
"Stop your big 'I know your secret' talk, okay Ryu. I'm sorry for not paying attention to you but I did not look at anybody too much in particular tonight. Nobody here is good enough for me," Syaoran replied, slightly impatient.
Takumi and Ryu exchanged an unintelligible look. "So, what was your question?" Syaoran asked, clueless about their looks.
"Oh yah. She is coming? Why though?" Ryu questioned fascinatedly. "I seriously don't know. If I did, I wish I could back fire her so she couldn't come." Syaoran replied, knowing perfectly well who 'she' was.
"How long is she staying for?" Takumi cut in. "I have no idea about any of this. I went home yesterday and listened to her message. I called her back and she said she was going to come on February 15th and told me to pick her up at the airport," Syaoran recalled.
"Wow, as demanding as ever," Takumi complimented. Ryu and Syaoran nodded at once. "Do you want us to come with you?" added Ryu after a few minutes. "No thanks. She will be very troublesome."
"Your pretty cherry blossom is in a quite intimate position. I wonder what's her relationship with that guy?" Takumi smirked while pointing at whoever he was talking about with his chin. Syaoran looked over and found Sakura and Mike still swinging to a slow beat with their arms wrapped around each other.
"They're just friends," Syaoran said, irritated. Sakura and Mike danced their way further towards the other side of the cafeteria, farther away from where Syaoran was.
"Who's she?" asked Takumi. A girl with a small pixie face in a baby blue gown sauntered over towards Sakura, with a drink in hand. "Don't know."
"Sakura-sempai!" Sarah Kwon chirpped excitedly. Sakura smiled back and hugged Sarah gently. "How are you, Sarah? Enjoying the party?" Sakura asked. Sarah nodded happily. "Yes! This dance is great! I saw you dancing with Mike. You guys looked great together! Are you two dating?"
"Um...no, we're not, Sarah," Sakura blushed at the compliment on how she danced. "Well, that's still cool! How's it going with you these days?"
The two of them conversed joyfully for the rest of the night...
"Attention passengers who are flying to New York. Please bord the plane immediately at gate 52. Thank You."
Syaoran had arrived at the Arrival area in Terminal 3 at International Japan Airport. He, along with many others who were waiting for their family/friends, stood there patiently with signs, waiting for the double doors to open up.
His hands were tucked in his navy blue jacket pockets, for he did not need a sign to show the person who was arriving where he was. Amongst the crowd, he stood near the front, the closest to the ramp leading to the double doors. Although he did not notice them, people around him constantly took small peaks at this unbelivably handsome man with messy brown hair and aviator shades.
When the double doors finally swung open, people started filing out along with their suitcases in tow. Finally, a tall woman with over-sized shades walked out of the double doors in a brown long coat. She did not have a suitcase behind her. Instead, her hand carried a Gucci traveling bag. She walked off the ramp and saw Syaoran standing right in front of her.
"Long time no see, Mei Ling. How was your flight?" Syaoran greeted while taking off his sunglasses. He offered to carry her handbag. Mei Ling naturally handed over to him without reacting much that it was Syaoran Li who offered. "It was good," Mei Ling replied with a small smile. She opened her arms and hugged Syaoran tightly. "Thank you for picking me up today, Syaoran. Wo zheng de tai gan xie ni le!" Mei Ling sounded sarcastic. (I really appreciate you picking me up today.)
"Any time. I can never ever reject Mei Ling Li, right? Or else, she'll chop my head off into pieces!"
"I'm glad you know the consequences."
"Shall we? My car is outside." Mei Ling nodded and took Syaoran's other hand as they headed off towards the parking lot door.
Once Syaoran put the carry-on in the front trunk, he started his engine. Mei Ling was already waiting in the pasenger seat, her sunglasses taken off. The two of them shared similar features, especially their misty amber eyes. Mei Ling's long, silky black hair was something that they had very much in difference.
"Wow, Japan hasn't changed much," Mei Ling commented on the buildings that they went past by.
"How much of a difference do you expect a city to change in merely 3 months, Mei Ling? The last time you came here with Fei Fei was only 3 months ago." Uncontrollably, Syaoran rolled his eyes.
"Hong Kong did. A lot since the last time you visited there."
"And that was how long ago?" asked Syaoran humorously.
This time, it wa Mei Ling's turn to roll her big eyes.
"What is your purpose of coming to Japan this time, Mei Ling?" Syaoran questioned, his voice suddenly nervous.
"Oh please. Don't talk like I'm up to something bad. Aunty Yelan told me to come and take care of some things."
"For instance?"
"For instance, something that is none of your concern." Syaoran's perfect eyebrow raised in suspicion.
"Aunty Yelan told me to stay here until I take care of it. Before that, she told me to stay in your apartment." Mei Ling looked out the car window once again. The car was making its way up a hill. She knew they were close to Syaoran's apartment.
"Sure, no problem. Any time anywhere."
It was silent for a few minutes as Syaoran's yellow porsche drove towards an area with a few low buildings that looked very modern. There were penthouses above every one of them.
"Therefore, I would appreciate it if you could respect my personal space while I stay at your place. You wouldn't feel comfortable having your own little fun with your girlfriends while another female is present, would you?" Mei Ling open the door as the car came to a haul.
No words came from Syaoran for he knew what she meant. However, he stood frozen in his seat like he was thinking.
"Oh yes, another thing," Mei Ling's head popped back into the car, which surprised Syaoran a bit, "there will be a few interns coming in tomorrow to the company. Aunty wants the two of us to attend the welcoming conference tomorrow."
"What?" Syaoran asked in disbelief. "How come I have to go! I never had to go before."
"Well, now you do," Mei Ling said as she opened the trunk to get her bag.
"No, I'm not going."
Mei Ling closed the trunk and carressed the surface of Syaoran's yellow porsche. "This is a shame that this beautiful car would have to suffer consequences when its owner's the one making the mistakes." Her amber eyes shot back to Syaoran's. "If you don't, Aunty will cut back your credit cards and take your car away." Mei Ling walked off, signaling the end of their conversation.
Syaoran could only stare at her back shockingly. What is the purpose of her visit? Why the meetings all of a sudden? Syaoran regretted his excitement of Mei Ling's visit as he was not prepared for all these new changes. He sort of knew his life with his cousin from now on would not be something he should never anticipate again.
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