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Complications-Chapter 8
"Are you serious, Syaoran Li?" Mei Ling stormed out of Syaoran's walk-in closet into his living room, where he looked laid-back on the gray suede sofa.
"You don't have one damn suit in that humongous closet! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Mei Ling's face was beet red, which complemented her blood red v-neck dress that she will be wearing for the intern conference today. Held in each of her hands were some t-shirts and jeans.
Syaoran glimpsed up from his magazine, unaffected by her mood, and returned back to his magazine. "I'm still in high school, Mei Ling, and my school has uniforms. Why should I own any article of those kind of clothing?"
"Well, if you didn't, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SO YESTERDAY?!" she shot back angrily.
"Because you never said what I would have to wear."
"Obviously at those kind of formal meetings, you should know better not to wear jeans!"
"I apologize for my HUGE mistake. I guess it would ruin our family's reputation if I went in some street clothes. I guess you can go and I'll stay at home," Syaoran pouted.
Mei Ling looked at her watch and sighed in relief. "Thank god I told you the meeting was an hour earlier. Now that we're early for the meeting and you're already up, let's go to the store and buy you a suit."
Syaoran's face shot up in astonishment, "WHAT? So the conference is at 3?" He couldn't believe that Mei Ling had told him the meeting would be at two so that he could get ready an hour before hand.
"Yes, Aunty Yelan knew you will pull off every trick to make it to the conference at the last minute, so she told me to tell you it's supposed to be at two in the afternoon instead of three," Mei Ling confessed casually.
"Now hurry it up. We need to buy you a suit."
As Mei Ling put her black sandals on, Syaoran sat shocked on his sofa.
"Hurry UP! WHY ARE YOU DAY DREAMING?!"
Syaoran cursed darkly in his mind at Takumi and Ryu for thinking up this ridiculous idea. He did have suits, they were just hidden somewhere because he and his friends knew a suit would be required at the conference.
Now that the plan is ruined, Syaoran could only helplessly follow Mei Ling's orders, for if she knew he had lied to her, she will definitely tell his mother, Yelan Li, the powerful president of the great Li Corporation.
Thinking about all of the future company-related events he would have to attend, his head started to ache. As if a sigh would calm his ache down, he let out a slow one.
"What are you sighing about?" Mei Ling asked, glaring at Syaoran with disgust. Then she turned to the teenage girl who was fixing Syaoran's green tie.
"Doesn't it look nice on him?" Her question to the girl was in a totally different manner, reserved and respectful.
"Y-yes," the girl replied back, never making any eye contact whatsoever with Syaoran or Mei Ling due to her shyness.
Syaoran was V.I.P. at Jami, which only sold formal men clothings. Every time he came here, everybody constantly tried to lay their hands on him, even for the slightest bit, like he was some kind of intriguing moving statue of a Greek God. The aura around Syaoran and Mei Ling was so royal that nobody dared to make eye contacts with any of them, directly.
That was an exageration, but seriously, she was blushing furiously because Syaoran was just so hot, with his muscular features and a toxicating scent that made her want to embrace him tightly.
"Thank you," Syaoran said, smiling at the girl who backed herself away from him slowly with her head bowed low, after she fixed his outfit.
"Awesome. Now, let's go. It's almost time," said Mei Ling as she got up from her seat and headed out the double glass doors while four ladies bowed their heads respectably.
Syaoran closely followed behind.
Finally, finally could Syaoran Li take a breath of relieve after two break-free hours of sitting and listening to boring intern presentations in the collossal conference room.
Once the lights were switched on, he abruptly got up to stretch. His body became too rigid that the stretching sound came out a bit louder than necessary.
He looked down, to meet the deathly glare of Mei Ling when he felt something painfully hard hit against his foot.
"Stop it!" warned Mei Ling in a low voice that only he could hear. The words came out of her mouth without any movement involved, but the threat in those words were impossible to go unnoticed.
Syaoran gave a confused look in return. He did not know what had he done wrong to get this warning. Throughout the whole conference, he acted like a good boy, keeping the respected reputation that his family carried for many generations.
Mei Ling frowned and glimpsed at the 20-something people who were also in the room and then returned back to meet Syaoran's eyes.
Now, Syaoran got it.
He was being discourteous to the people around him, being the first one to stretch loudly before showing his gratitude towards the presenters.
He took a brief moment to close his eyes and compose his well-trained acting. From the day he turned 4, he was trained everyday to always show a smile in front of people no matter how he really felt. This was the number one rule to become a successful business person, always showing the positive side.
With an appreciative smile, he started to applaud, silencing small chatters between the people. "Excellent presentation!"
"Very well done!" Smile ran across the faces of the interns as Syaoran and Mei Ling made their way towards the podium.
"We are very glad to have you on our team," said Syaoran, trying to make eye contact with everybody in the room.
The moment Syaoran stepped out of the room, he was called to see Taka Kissu, the temporary CEO of the Japanese Corporation Division.
Taka, a 50-something man, was a close friend of the Li's. He was in fact, one of Syaoran's father's good friends. Taka was put to be in charge of this huge division of business because he was capable and loyal to Syaoran's family.
His devotion towards this job has been for 22 successful years. Taka was just like Syaoran's non-blood-related uncle, who had basically watched Syaoran grow up in the last 17 years. Taka was also Syaoran's guardian in Japan. He and Syaoran shared a very special connection.
Syaoran sat on the brown leather sofa that was set against the wall. A few minutes ago, Taka's secretary had greeted him and told him to wait for a few minutes for Taka because he was in a meeting. So, Syaoran offered his keys to Mei Ling so she could wait in his car.
"Hello, Li-san," a handsome tall man with glasses greeted Syaoran, politely. Syaoran looked up from his magazine.
"Hello," said Syaoran, trying to remember this new intern's name.
"I'm Ken Kwon," smiled the man.
"Oh yes, Kwon-san. You can call me Syaoran." Syaoran shook hands with Ken as Ken sat down on the sofa across from him.
"I will only if you call me Ken."
"Ken," repeated Syaoran, still smiling his perfect smile. Syaoran's feature in comparison to Ken's was very boyish. Syaoran wandered how old this seemingly mature man was.
"Great presentation back there. Excellent job!"
"Thank you Syaoran."
"So, I read your profile. You attend the University of Tokyo?"
Ken nodded slightly. "Yes. I'm a second year student at U.T. I'm on a four month break currently, so I decided to come back to visit my family and friends in Tomoeda while working at Li Corps as a part-time job."
Syaoran could only nod. He had heard people whispering things about Ken Kwon during his presentation. It was obvious that he was a very intelligent and hard working man.
"Do you go to Tomoeda High, Syaoran?" Ken asked gently.
"Yes I do."
"Wow, that's cool. I have many younger friends who attend there as well as my younger sister. You might even know her."
"What's her name?" asked Syaoran, half-heartedly.
As soon as the question came out, Ken's phone started ringing. He checked the screen for the caller's Id and then his entire expression changed. A huge smile spread across his face.
Just as he was going to excuse himself from the conversation, Taka's office door swung open. "Syaoran, my boy, come on in. Sorry for the wait!" roared Taka in an upbeat tone. His eyes moved towards Ken, who was getting up from his seat. Then, Taka gave a small wave and a nod to Ken as he returned the gesture.
Before the double doors closed behind Syaoran and Taka, Ken had already picked up the call and started talking.
"Hey Touya...!"
Ken's mind had been wandering off for some time now, ever since he picked up Touya Kinomoto's call. The Kinomotos and Kwons were good family friends. Their houses were only a few blocks away from each other.
Ever since Ken was still small, he often visited the Kinomotos' home to play with his favourite brother, Touya. Obviously, they weren't related, but they shared a very close friendship. Touya was 2 years older than Ken, but they got along just fine because Ken was premature. Along with Sakura sometimes, the three of them would often explore their neighbourhood.
Ken had always treated Sakura more than just a little sister. Sakura had felt the same way as well so in grade 9, Ken had finally asked her to be his girlfriend.
Their short relationship was very blessed. Their childhood experiences supported their relationship whenever troubles appeared. They were just like a married couple, though a younger version.
Everybody was happy for the young, young couple, even Touya, who was extremely protective of his little sister because he knew how much Ken Kwon loved Sakura.
However, this relationship ended when Ken decided to attend the University of Tokyo. Sakura and Ken had to sadly end their loving relationship.
It was sad, indeed, to split up but both were happy about each other's caringness. Even though they broke up, that didn't mean their bond did. Their connection afterwards was so strong that even Touya had no complain about it.
Flashback-Telephone conversation
"Hey Touya!" exclaimed Ken excitedly. It was nice to hear from his brother/friend, finally.
"Hey. I heard you came back yesterday. It's been a while since we had a party. So, why don't you come tonight to my house for a welcome-back party?" Touya said.
"Um...I'm sorry, but I still have work today. How about some other day?" replied Ken sadly.
"Working already?" Touya questioned in disbelief. "You just came back yesterday!"
"Well...I wanted to get started as soon as possible." Ken sweat-dropped.
"Man, you haven't changed a bit, have you?"
"Nopers! I'm really sorry but I have a lot of work to do," apologized Ken.
"Hey! Don't let them boss you around on the first day of work, you got that?" Touya warned. Ken smiled to himself as he nodded.
"Yes, Touya. And..." Before Ken could finish his sentence, Touya had already butt in for the answer.
"No, Sakura does not know that you're back. She has no idea about your return, although I don't know if your sister has mentioned it in school and she's not telling me."
"Thanks Touya. I will tell her myself tomorrow. Sorry again about the party eh?"
"Whatever. That does not mean the party's never happening, though. It's just post-poned until some other time..."
End of Flashback
Valkyrie85: I really do appreciate your reviews. Thank you all for your support. Here is the next chapter. I'm very sorry for the long delay.
Anyways, I know this is SUPER random but RIP MICHAEL JACKSON! I still can't believe that he has left us...his death shouldn't have happened! For those who do love our King of Pop, please prey for his sufferings to end. He had suffered so much during his childhood and adulthood that he should at the very least deserve happiness in the afterlife. LONG LIVE THE KING! Sleep well, my King. Shall your slumber be eternal peace.
For those who don't know Michael Jackson or don't like him, here are some of his songs that I strongly recommend you to listen before you make your final judgement on him:
1. Heal the World 2. Billie Jean 3. Thriller 4. The Way You Make Me Feel 5. Childhood