Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Not Meant To Love ❯ Objective One: Find the Girl ( Chapter 1 )

N/A: Here’s the next chapter that you’ve all been waiting for and thank you all for your reviews, I really appreciate them. Again, sorry if this chapter is a bit slow too, I’m just trying to get into the overall feel of the story. Until then though, you’ll have to suffer through… some of the boring ‘acquaintance’ stuff. Sorry… heh.

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Chapter 2 Objective One: Find the Girl  

“Sakura, we’re going to be here in Hong Kong for a while you know. We have plenty of time to do what you’d like, but...”

“Shh... I hear something...” Sakura said with a finger to her lips; her eyes closed as if she were concentrating hard on something. Tomoyo just stared at her in wonder. They were still waiting outside of the airport, looking up and down the streets for a taxi to show up. The entire place was bustling with noise… of course she had heard something. Everything was so loud!
“Ah-ha! Here’s one!” Sakura threw a finger into the air as a taxi drove up to them.

“Sakura...” Tomoyo rubbed her forehead sadly and put the bags in the trunk of the taxi with difficulty. Trying to push the bags in, she looked up and noticed the taxi driver walk up to her.

“It looks like you could use some help.” He said, smiling handsomely. Tomoyo stared at him with her mouth slightly open. When she realized what she was doing, she quickly closed her mouth and smiled.

“Yes, it does seem that way doesn’t it? Would you help me please?” She asked sweetly, obviously an expert in flirtation. He nodded and leaned into the trunk, pushing the bags inside. Tomoyo stood behind him… admiring his backside thoughtfully and grinned.

“Tomoyo, hurry up we have to go.” Sakura complained, leaning out of the passenger side. Tomoyo walked up to her and leaned down with her arms propped atop the window.

“Sakura, you wouldn’t mind if I sat here do you?”   Sakura quirked an eyebrow, “Pfft, you can sit in the back.” She replied. Tomoyo looked at her and then glanced at the young driver who shut the trunk and was making his way to the driver’s seat. In realization, Sakura rolled her eyes and shook her head, getting out of the car and sliding into the backseat. Tomoyo happily opened the car door, sitting in the spot where Sakura had just been and smirked as the driver drove them to their hotel.   “Well, hello there.” She grinned, facing the driver as they sped off down the street. ................................................................... .............................................
“Hm... interesting... very interesting.” Syaoran had just gotten home and was lying on his couch looking at a Playboy magazine intently. There was nothing for him to do since he didn’t find a girl at that club, but he needed to find someone fast so he could get on with finding this mysterious guy. Though it was another mission, he was getting quite bored with it. Mainly because this one had to do with… well… a male, along with all the other missions he’d had before. For once he had hoped to have to track down a nice, attractive girl and try to seduce her. To him that would be fun and easy to do, seeing as he was able to seduce any girl he pretty much wanted. He had the looks, he had the body, and if he chose, he had the perfect attitude. That would win any girls’ affections... most of them anyway. There was no girl he had come across that he was not able to woe within a day... or an hour. They all loved him, which was no shock to him at all. All he had to do was sit back, smile, and everything would go the way he wanted. He supposed that along with being an agent, all of those characteristics appeared to be useful.

He continued turning the pages of the magazine, turning it this way and that while he looked at the pictures. But unfortunately, someone signaled a knock on his door. He looked up and put the magazine down before making his way to answer it.

“Hello sir, I was sent her to see if everything had been alright so far with your stay.” A young girl said sweetly. Syaoran merely smiled at her, an evil glint in his brown eyes, and looked around his room, thinking on a problem he could summon up.

“Actually, there is something that I have been trying to deal with... Please, do come in.” He began as he pulled her inside, shutting the door behind him. ........................................................................... .....................................
“Woah. Big room…” Sakura whispered as she walked into the suite, looking around. She was clearly impressed with what she saw.

“Hehe! I have to catch this on video!” Tomoyo screeched, reaching into her bag for her video camera.

“Hoe? This is supposed to be a day of relaxation, where we do nothing but enjoy ourselves. Come on Tomoyo… we’ve been sitting in a plane all this time.” She walked out onto the balcony, looking out at the city that was in front of her. It was beautiful, all the people were nice and calm, the buildings were tall clean as if they were just finished being built, and the sky was filled with so many stars, it tempted Sakura to fall into one of her own little dream worlds again.

“Sakura, lets get something to eat.” Tomoyo said, taking off her coat and hanging it on a coat hanger near the door. Sakura turned around an nodded, with a thoughtful finger on her chin.

“Something fancy sounds nice...” She smiled.
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Syaoran opened the door to his suite as the girl stepped out looking flushed, happy, and extremely shy. He held the door open for her and noted that she was suddenly more embarrassed as she tied her apron.

“I guess that everything’s fine now that I… checked on it?” She said, fixing her hair. Syoaran nodded and kissed her on the cheek, only to grin even more when she blushed again.

“And uh... if I need any more help, I’ll make sure to have you attend to me.” She squeaked in embarrassment and bit her lower lip to hide another smile as she walked off towards the elevators. He watched until she disappeared down the hall, then turned around and shut the door behind him. As soon as he assured himself he was alone, his frown was immediately plastered on his handsome face again. Honestly, he was going to get wrinkles from frowning so much. Of course he had fun, but now that it was over, he wanted to do something else to keep him occupied.

He went to make his bed, afterwards approaching his window, leaning against the glass with one hand as he looked outside. It was dark out and he wanted to leave sometime soon. All the girls in the restaurants would be working to get some good tips from the hungry, searching men tonight. He looked at his watch and sighed as he went to go take a bath. In order to pursue his woman, he was going to need to look the part. ..................................................................... ...........................................

“Tomoyo, we’ve checked every restaurant for the past eight miles… nothing seems to be good enough for your tastes, maybe we can just get McDo-”

“Stop complaining Sakura, you were the one who wanted to find an expensive place to eat, so I’m trying to find one.”

Sakura grew silent. The two girls had been circling the city looking for a decent place to dine, but of course with how picky the both of them were, they couldn’t find anything decent.

They veered into a parking space and the both of them walked to the restaurant, though they noticed that when they walked in, it looked a lot more elegant and stylish then it had looked on the outside. It had a mini bar at one corner where a handsome bartender stood, attending his customers. In the center of all of the commotion, there was a dance floor, where gentle, soothing music flowed over the people, who all seemed elegantly dressed for the occasion. It looked fabulous, but they also noticed that they were the only females who seemed to be without a partner, a male partner. They looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. They didn’t care, so long as they had fun and stuffed themselves to their heart’s content.

“May I help you ladies?” An elderly waiter asked them, pointing his hand towards a two-seated table. Tomoyo, with how she was raised, politely said ‘yes’ and followed the man to the table where he pulled out her chair for her to sit, as did Sakura. Sakura looked at her and noticed she had taken her napkin and folded it in her lap like the perfect lady she was. She was acting so grownup... Tomoyo was the same age as she, yet Sakura had never acted like this, save for the few family meetings she had gone to.
Curiously watching her, Sakura did the same and folded her napkin in her lap as well. Tomoyo simply chuckled and Sakura blushed, slightly embarrassed.

“Sakura, have you ever been to a place like this before?”   She looked down at her lap. “No, I haven’t.”

“Don’t stress, you’re doing fine.” Sakura nodded intently as the people around eyed them, probably wondering if they could afford anything on the menu.

A tall man walked right by the window that they were sitting near, catching Sakura’s attention. Her gaze followed him as he walked. He had short brown hair that slightly covered his eyes. And though it looked messy, it was strangely alluring. His eyes were undoubtedly breathtaking as well. She noticed his frame was tall and built from the way his clothing fit snuggly to his form. Still watching him, he opened the restaurant door and stepped in. And so… alone.

“Oh my…” Sakura said airily. Tomoyo watched her in question.

“What is it, Sakura?” She asked, studying her face. Sakura jerked her head in the direction of the man.
“Oh my…” Tomoyo repeated once she caught a glance of him. She looked back to Sakura, grinning from ear to ear, “Go talk to him.” Sakura shook her head vigorously.

“What? No! What would I say?” Sakura fiddled with her fingers in her lap.   “Lets see…” Tomoyo glanced over her shoulder back at him and noticed her rather brief eye contact with him, though she couldn’t tell whether he was looking at her or Sakura.
“He’s checking you out.” She said, trying to talk and smile at the same time. ..................................................................... ...........................................
  ‘Why, hello there. Who might you be?’ Syoaran thought to himself, looking at the emerald eyed beauty. ‘You’re cute,” he began, staring her down, “not that cute, but cute.’
He noticed that she had stiffened in her chair from catching his dark gaze. He smirked and ran a hand through his disheveled hair.

Getting up from his seat, he straightened out his green, silk shirt, “I think I’ll go talk with her.’ .......................................................................... ...................................... 

“Ow! What was that for?” Sakura grumbled, rubbing her leg under the table. Tomoyo had pinched her before nodding towards the stranger, who just so happened to be walking towards them at that very moment. Sakura glared in panic, wide-eyed at Tomoyo whose eyes were closed tight, trying her best not to laugh. It was so hard to control herself, she couldn’t help but turn away from them both when he approached, hiding her face in her hands as a snort escaped her lips.
“Hello. I’m sorry, but I just couldn’t help but notice you from across the room.” He said, smiling handsomely. Goodness his lips looked delicious… Sakura stared at him closely as a small blush spread across her cheeks. She tried to sneak a peek at Tomoyo, who was still looking the other way.

“Are you here with anyone?” He asked. Stupid question, he knew that, but he had to know if there was a male in her life. Sakura stuttered for words as she answered him.

“I am. I came here tonight with my friend,” She answered, gesturing to Tomoyo across the table.
“I see, well then, if there is no one else in particular, would you mind me asking you to join me for dinner?” Sakura melted in her chair. She barely knew this guy yet he was already asking her to have dinner? Tomoyo pinched her again.

“I would love to.” She smiled between half gritted teeth. He smiled in return and she took his arm. His lips really did look delicious…   They walked to the bar, with Tomoyo sitting all alone a few feet away, watching them with curiosity. Wow, maybe going on this trip was good for her after all.

“So, what’s your name Miss...?” He asked, resting his elbow atop the counter.

“Sakura Kinomoto,” She replied nervously, offering him her hand. He gently grasped her fingers and pulled her hand to his lips, brushing his lips across her delicate flesh softly.

“What a beautiful name... for such a beautiful lady.” He said after kissing her hand, refusing to take his eyes off of her. “My name is Syaoran Li, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Kinomoto.”

“Please, call me Sakura.” She practically melted… yet again. He regarded her expression carefully, then grinned.

“Sakura it is then.”
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‘Perf ect. This girl will do, she seems dense enough.’ He thought selfishly, but a second voice deep in the back of his head rose in defense.

‘Oh, come on, Syaoran, take it easy, you just met her. She seems nice... and she does seem like the type that won’t suspect anything from you. But at least try with her, if it doesn’t work out then find someone else.’ Syoaran nodded his head to himself and picked up the menu that was lying, untouched on the table, and handed it to her courteously. .......................................................................... ......................................

“What would you like to order? Please, choose anything your heart desires. It’s on me.” Syaoran folded his hands under his chin, with his own menu already open in front of him. Sakura looked at him, bewildered, hearing her heart beat like a drum all the while inside her chest. Why was she feeling like this? She had only known this man for what, five minutes?   ‘Chose anything my heart desires? Does that mean you’re on the menu…?’ She thought, shaking her head in her own attempt to shake away the thought.

The waiter walked up to them, notepad in hand.

“What are you lovely couple in the mood for tonight? He asked. Sakura opened her mouth to correct him, only to grow silent when Syaoran held up a hand to answer.

“We would like to have the most expensive wine you can provide, considering you actually have some. And I would like your tomato shrimp soup, perhaps some extra shrimp while you’re at it.” He said, returning his attention to Sakura. “Now what would you like, sweetie?” He smiled at her, knowing his comment had hit a nerve… a pleasant nerve.

“Umm, I would like your Ceasar salad please, as well as pork chops.” She bit her lip in embarrassment. “I’m pretty hungry.” The waiter nodded and chuckled before he walked off, leaving them alone again. .......................................................................... ......................................

Sakura waited patiently for the food to arrive. She didn’t know what to say to break the silence other then stare at his rather irresistible features. He was perfect. He had the personality, the looks, class. She’d be out of her mind if she had refused him.

“So, what do you plan to do after dinner Li?” Sakura gave him the best smile she could muster and fluttered her eyelashes. Whether he noticed that she had done so, she didn’t know.

“I’m not quite sure, probably go home and take a bath, watch some TV maybe...” He racked his mind for a means of keeping up the conversation. Was it always hard to talk to women? “What about you, Sakura?”

“I’m tired, so I think I’ll just go to bed. I have a lot of things to do tomorrow.” She said, smiling sweetly. ........................................................................... .....................................

‘How unfortunate,’ He thought, ‘I suppose I’ll have to see her some other time.’ Syaoran frowned mentally, but on the outside he was still working his facade.

“I see. Well then, would it be alright if I saw you again some other time?”

“I wouldn’t mind that at all, actually.” She continued to fiddle with her fingers under the table.   The food then arrived and the waiter gently laid the plates down in front of them.

He seemed so nice, she almost felt sad that she would have to leave after this, especially since she could almost tell how much he wanted to stay with her after dining. Hiding her frown, she picked at her food, trying to regain her appetite.

They both ate in silence, laughing and joking every now and then. They really enjoyed each other’s company. So much, it seemed as if they were actually a couple. Honestly though, the thought didn’t seem to bother them at all. After finishing their meals, Sakura turned around to look at Tomoyo. She was just sitting there, patiently watching Sakura.   “Time to go,” she mouthed, pointing at her watch. Sakura frowned and turned back to Syaoran.

“I’m sorry, but my friend and I must be going now. It’s getting late…” She stood up, pushing her chair in as she made her way to her coat back at the table Tomoyo was seated. So, taking this as his cue to leave too, Syaoran stood as well and followed her to the exit.

“When do you think we could meet again?” He asked, politely kissing her hand again. Oh boy, his lips…

“Does tomorrow sound good?” He smiled in agreement and watched as she rummaged inside her purse for a pen and a post-it. She always did keep things handy. “Here’s my number,” She wrote the number of her hotel on the yellow piece of paper and handed it to him. He gladly accepted it from her and placed it in his pocket.

“Be expecting a call from me soon. Good night, Sakura.”   Tomoyo grabbed her hand as she led her out of the restaurant door, with Syaoran waving them goodbye off in the distance.

“Yep, she’s the one alright.” He said to no one in particular as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, fingering the piece of paper thoughtfully, “She’s definitely the one.” ............................................................... .................................................

“…to morrow would be a good time. Go to the warehouse and do what you can. You know well that I don’t accept failure. And I expect to find out something interesting on this, don’t disappoint me.” A man said, staring out of a window, his face shadowed by the darkness shrouding the room.

“Yes sir.” Another man said, clearly this man’s employee. He then walked out of the room, leaving the stranger alone to continue looking out of his window. By the looks of his shadow, he had a well-built body with wide, broad shoulders. And when he talked, he had a soft yet deep and alluring voice.   He made orders from his home, which was secluded to no one but he and his employees. He could fool anyone he wanted, make anyone believe what he wanted them to believe. He had everything set out for him, but it was keeping everything a secret that was growing difficult.

He never really knew why he turned out to be such a bad person, but he had a few reasons to live by. He had spent his time wondering why he was doing what he was doing, and trying to discover this chamber was growing exhausting. There were times he laughed at himself, thinking that it was a stupid idea, that he would probably never find that place. But deep inside he knew that there was a chance that it might actually exist and that he might be the lucky individual to find it first. He stepped away from the window, walking towards his desk to turn on his desk light. Once he discovered this chamber, he could get back at the people who had hurt him in the past, the people who had made fun of him when he was a child. He could get revenge on everyone, and not have to feel badly for doing so. Now that he had grown wealthy and had recruited many followers who admired his doings, he would now be able to do so with ease. In fact, he never really had to do things himself anymore... was that considered bad? He was a very powerful man, what more could one ask for? ...................................................................... ..........................................

N/A: Ooh. I wonder who the evil guy is. It might be someone Sakura knows, someone Syoaran knows, or he might be some nerd that wants to take over the world. Of course that might be a little too exaggerated, but who knows, it might just be that! Thank you for your reviews and I’ll try to update when I can. Please keep reading! Ja ne!