Disclaimer: I do not, by any means own CCS.
Recap: After the entry was done, she placed the diary into her large purse and turned her radio on low. She laid on her bed listening to the music flow through her soul. As she was falling asleep words escaped her mouth.
“Young girl don’t cry, I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall.” Soft breathing could be heard through her mouth after those words were left floating around in the air. The low sound of the radio man announced that the song that had just finished was Christina Aguilera’s ‘The Voice Within’.
Chapter Two:
When Sakura glanced at her alarm clock it read 10:00 am, right as she was about to drift back into her fantasy world of dreams realization dawned on her. She was going to Mrs. Li’s this morning, and she had approximately twenty minutes to be ready and at the door. She jumped out of her bed instantly running into the bathroom taking the most hurried shower in history, she reached for her hair brush and tooth brush and found nothing there. She glanced around in confusion before she cursed herself for packing to thoroughly last night.
By the time she had managed to get herself together and at the front door it was a minute past 10:20. She watched to father glance at the clock but he refrained from saying anything he just stared into the distance with a disturbing look on his face, Sakura knew he was thinking of new ways to torture her when her visit was done. He suddenly snapped out of his reverie.
“Ready to go my ugly duckling?” He asked her, but he didn’t bother waiting for an answer, he was out of the house in a matter of seconds letting Sakura carry her own suitcases to the car and put them into the trunk. She sighed and she opened the front seat door and slid in. She listened to the ignition start and before she knew it the large mansion came into view, she had never seen a sight so beautiful… aside from her mother, her mother’s beauty surpassed the beauty of anything and everything.
“Don’t screw this up,” Her father said suddenly. “Or I’ll kill you.” She knew the threat wasn’t an empty one. Sakura nodded and struggled to get a ‘Yes sir’ out of her mouth. He parked by the door, putting on a good show for whoever may be watching he opened the trunk and helped her bring her things to the front door and even rang the door bell. Two maids answered and immediately carried her things away somewhere into the house.
Mr. Kinomoto stared at her daughter with a hard look before it softened into a well rehearsed look of loving and then he hugged her. She could feel his muscled tighten around her in a threatening way, reminding her of the strength he had and could easily use against her.
“Good bye, Daughter.” He smiled before turning towards the car and driving off.
“Please come in Sakura,” A voice interrupted her thoughts. She turned around and entered the house.
“Welcome to the Li Residence. Sakura.” The womanly voice was familiar and she smiled hearing it.
“Thank you for inviting me Mrs. Li.” Sakura curtsied politely.
“No need for formalities here Sakura, and please call me Yelan. While you stay here, you are as good as family and will be treated as such.” Those words nearly caused waterworks, it was like motherly love, a love she’d been missing for many years.
“Thank you, Yelan.” Sakura smiled more genuinely this time. “You have a lovely home, the nicest I’ve seen.”
“This is simply our Japan home, our Hong Kong home is nearly three times as large, you’re welcome to join us there whenever you wish it.” Sakura hid the amazement, three times as large? That would be a site to see, surely she’d get hopelessly lost. Yelan’s laughing made her snap out of her thoughts once again.
“I admit, I go get lost sometimes in our Hong Kong home. I tend to wander off and then never remember how I got there in the first place, It’s a wonderful feeling, getting lost can sometimes be a good thing, remember that Sakura.”
“I will ma’am.” Sakura said, all though she was thoroughly confused, would could getting lost possibly do to help her? How could it be a good thing? Stupid riddles. An older man, much older, he had grey hair and a tall masculine feature. Sakura stared into his eyes for a moment, trying briefly to suck in the wisdom that was clearly shown in them.
“Li Sama, you’re company is waiting in your study.” The man bowed, Sakura was surprised, shocked and outraged to find such an elder was… a servant.
“Thank you Wei,” Yelan dismissed him, Sakura’s eyes followed the elderly man until he was out of view. True, he was handsome and very well in shape for his age… for anyone actually, but to be a servant?
“Come Sakura.” Yelan called softly. It took Sakura a few seconds to realize that Yelan had started walking and that she had been so off into her thoughts that she didn’t even notice. Hurriedly they made their way to the study. It was a large room, all the woods were a deep mahogany and shone like stars. Sakura looked around the room, analyzing it. Her eyes came across a boy, her eyes narrow automatically. She looked him up and down scrutinizing him. He was lean, muscular with a head of messy chocolate brown hair. Eyes like a dark hazel and a full mouth that hid a secret laugh. Her emerald orbs suddenly got lost in his. Unlike Yelan’s, they weren’t intimidating nor were they wise like Wei’s, instead they held a secret that she couldn’t help but drawn into.
“Sakura, this is Li Syaoran, my son.” Yelan interrupted suddenly. Sakura’s eyes turned wide and she mentally scolded herself for not picking up on the fact earlier. Immediately she curtsied, mumbling a “nice to meet you.” She heard the boy, the Li Syaoran chuckle.
“Hello.” He said simply. The interest that she had in his eyes, was the only thing that kept her from rolling her eyes and going into defense mode.
“Syaoran, this is Kinomoto Sakura.” Yelan introduced her, but this time she did not curtsey, nor was she polite.
“Yelan sama, has generously allowed me to stay here for a couple of months. While I am here, address me not my by first name but by my last, I will in exchange call you Li, as both a sign on respect and disgust.” Syaoran stared at the girl, trying to contain his jaw from dropping. No one, in his history of life…. Had ever denied him the right to call them by their first name, nor had they called him disgusting.
“Please excuse me ma’am, I do not mean to be disrespectful to your son.” Sakura bowed deeply. Yelan simply laughed and gestured kindly, that she could leave the room if she wished it. Almost immediately Sakura bowed out of the room and didn’t take a second look at the flabbergasted boy.
Syaoran stared at his mother, one eye brow raised.
“You, have brought a girl who hates me, into our house.” He said simply.
“I,” Yelan corrected, “have brought a young women, who hates all men. Into our house.”
“Yes, well she obviously doesn’t respect me.” He slid into a chair across from his mother.
“It is a respect you will have to work to earn my son.” She replied smiling.
“Why, would I want to earn respect from her?” He asked,
“You tell me.” His mother replied. Syaoran stayed silent. He was not about to give her any inclination to but into his life…. Again. Finally he sighed.
“Who,” he questioned, “exactly is she.” Yelan smiled a mischievous smile at her son. The smile, made him want to shiver, made him want to sink into his seat and disappear, this, could not be good.
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