Chapter Nine of My Heart Relies on You:
Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding Card Captor Sakura.
Summary: Syaoran Li is a trained assassin. Sakura Kinomoto is a basic average woman trying to bring happiness and joy to the world. What will happen when their two paths are crossed?
Recap from Chapter Eight:
“Oh! Uh ... what’s your name?” he asked.
Sakura blinked.
“You came all the way here to ask me that?” she asked aloud.
Syaoran blushed ... and nodded.
“Sakura Kinomoto.”
Chapter Nine:
“S ... Saku ... Sakura?” Syaoran asked, unbelievingly.
“Yes,” Sakura frowned.
“Sir, are you all right?” she asked.
Syaoran turned red, “Oh, umm, I’m fine! I have to go! Uh, bye!” and with that, he ran out of the store and into the streets of busy Tokyo.
“Hmm, wonder what that’s all about...” Sakura thought to herself.
Just then, a customer walked in, so she never got a chance to gather her thoughts.
“Yo, David!” Syaoran said into his cellular phone.
“Yeah man, what’s up?” David asked.
“You’re never going to believe this! I just found out who Sakura is!” Syaoran said.
“No! Seriously?” asked David.
“Yeah! And ... you have to believe me, she is one hot chick!” Syaoran stated.
David rolled his eyes, “So what are you going to do? Get her into bed, then kill her?” David asked.
“I’m not killing her!” Syaoran said.
David frowned, “Then what are you going to do?”
“That’s the thing, I have no clue.”
“Well, talk to me when you have more details. See you later man,” said David.
“Yeah, later.”
Syaoran walked down the streets and realized that his feet were moving on their own accord. He let his feet lead him back to the mall.
As he walked right up to Sakura’s flower shop, he noticed that she wasn’t there.
“Where is she?” he asked to himself.
All of a sudden, he heard a loud squeal followed by a loud thump.
He turned the corner, and there she was.
“Sharon!” Sakura cried. “It’s the ring!”
“All this fuss over that piece of garbage?” Sharon asked.
“It’s not garbage! Torri was going to buy it for me for the wedding,” Sakura pouted.
Sharon’s eyes immediately softened.
“You’re right. Sorry,” she apologized.
“Oh well, it’s not like I’m going to need this ring anymore. I better let some other lucky woman get this and be in my spot,” Sakura said sadly.
“Why don’t you just buy it,” said Sharon, as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
“I would, but one, I have no money, and two, I don’t need it. It would be a waste of money that I don’t have,” Sakura sighed.
Sharon hated seeing her friend so disappointed.
She took her by the shoulders and said, “Why don’t I buy you a nice smoothie to make you feel better?”
Sakura brightened, and the two went away.
Seeing that they were out of hearing range, Syaoran casually made his way over to the jewelry store that Sakura was just at.
“Uh, excuse me, sir?” Syaoran asked.
“Yes?” said a salesman.
“I’d like to see the ring that lady over there was just looking at,” he said, pointing towards the direction Sakura went into.
“Oh, yes,” he said.
“It’s one of our finest pieces of jewelry we have...”
The man went on and on describing about the ring.
“Look, I’ll take it,” said Syaoran.
The salesman’s mouth dropped open, before he closed it quickly.
“Splendid! Just wonderful! Are you planning on asking somebody for her hand in marriage?” asked the salesman.
Syaoran nodded politely, and he got out his money, and said, “Hey man, my … er … dad works here.”
“Really? You’re Mr. Jubizini’s son?” asked the man, wearing the nametag that read, “Bob.”
“Yes.”
“Oh! I never knew he had a son. Well, perhaps I give you a discount? How about half the price?” asked the employee, feeling splendid that the boss’ son of the store was talking to him.
Syaoran smiled to himself.
“Yes! I’ll be sure to mention you to daddy,” he politely said.
Bob smiled and rang up his purchase.
Syaoran and Bob both wore identical smiles as the two parted.
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