Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Not Meant To Love ❯ Sakura. Meet Your Boss. ( Chapter 3 )

He hurriedly ran to his window again only to find that nothing but the guy’s bike was there. He cursed loudly this time and rubbed his temples with his fingers. His eyes then widened in realization. If the guy wasn’t on his bike anymore, then that meant that he was in the hotel probably approaching his hotel suite.

“Damnit,” Just to be cautious, Syaoran ran into his room and grabbed his gun he had earlier placed in his dresser drawer.

“Let’s see who this punk is. He’d be a fool to challenge me,” He said, shaking the gun in his hand to prove his point. Right when he walked out of his bedroom, once again another knock was heard. He held the gun in his right hand, his left supporting the other as he slowly walked to the front door. Putting a hand on the knob, he turned and opened it to reveal the last person he expected to see.

Chapter 4:

Sakura... Meet Your New Boss

"No way. Is it really you?!" Syaoran exclaimed as soon as he opened the door. For so long he had never seen this person...but now, it didn't seem to matter. The man standing in the doorway, wearing all black, focused on Syaoran, smiling smugly.

"Nice to see you too. I see you've missed me." He said as he slid his hands into his pockets, still smiling. Syaoran was too amazed to even think straight, all he did was move to the side and gesture the man into the room.

"Please, come in." Syaoran said as the man walked past him. Taking off his black leather biker jacket, the man laid it on the arm of a chair and sat down on the couch as he looked around. "Long time no see, man." Syaoran continued. "How's is goin'?"

Running a hand though his dark, black hair, the young man, who looked no older then Syaoran's age, folded his hands behind his head and sighed.

"Not much, just the usual. Nothing has changed really since we stopped hanging out with each other and went our seperate ways." Syaoran nodded in understanding and went into the kitchen, pulling out a few sodas from the fridge.

"That's it, huh? Do you have anyone special in your life, a girl possibly?" He asked, sitting down next to him while popping the soda.

"Nah, just me and myself.I don't really need anyone right now. Maybe when I get everything sorted out then I'll start considering settling down."

"That's respectable." Syaoran grinned, leaning back into the couch. "So about earlier, you had me going there for a sec. I thought you were some psycho following me around. I was ready to shoot your ass as soon as I opened that door." He snorted as he twirled the gun in his lap. The young man just smiled and let out a deep sigh.

"Yeah well, you know me Syaoran. Everything about me is..."

"-mysterious, yeah I know. Everyone says that." Syaoran finished his sentence for him. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I should be asking you the same question." The man retorted. Syaoran just let out a small laugh and shrugged.

"I don't know really, I'm just here hanging out. Taking a break from all the chaos I've been going through." He lied. He knew he didn't like lying to his best friend, but he had no choice. Taking a drink from his soda, he turned his head to look at his black haired friend, waiting for his answer to the question.

"I live here now." He said knowingly. "I needed somewhere peaceful to stay while I settled things. As for why I'm here seeing you, I just happened to see you leave the market, so I decided to drop by. I hope it's not a problem." Syaoran grinned and ran a hand though his hair.

"Nope, it's not a problem at all. As a matter of fact I was getting kinda bored." Syaoran stood up with the soda still in his hand and stretched, making a slight groan. His friend just shook his head, laughing lightly. "Oh yeah..." Syaoran continued. "There's a lot you need to tell me. Everything from the reason you moved, all the way to why you stopped calling me." His friend opened his mouth to answer but the phone interrupted him. Putting the soda on the coffee table, Syaoran ran to the counter and answered it. And in a not too friendly tone either. "What.”

A small, nervous voice sounded on the other end, and Syaoran automatically placed who it was right off the bat. He hit himself mentally, for he knew he sounded like a jerk when he answered.

"Syaoran?" the soft voice said. She didn't know whether she had called at a bad time, so she just waited patiently for his answer.

"Sakura, is that you?” He grinned wider, immediately switching on his charm. ‘What gives me the pleasure of hearing your beautiful voice?" His friend looked at him curiously, an eyebrow quirked in question as he eavesdropped into the conversation. Syaoran merely held up a finger and put his hand to his hip as he continued to talk to Sakura, turning to face the wall. ‘Time to begin my plan, I take it?.’ He thought to himself as Sakura's voice echoed into his ear.

"Hey, Syaoran. I'm sorry to bother you but this is...well, an emergency if you must." Sakura bit her lip in embarassment, knowing that what she was going to ask him would be uncalled for on so many levels. "Tomoyo and I have just recently... erm... lost all of our important belongings and we are in serious need of help. Do you think you can help us find a job of some sort so we can take care of this problem?" She blushed at her own question, knowing full well how stupid she must have sounded to him. As for Syaoran, he was trying his hardest not to laugh as he covered the phone with his palm.

"What is it?" His friend asked, still staring at him and the phone from the couch.

"My 'girlfriend' called to ask if I could help her find a job."

"Hm...I think I could help her with that, if it would be alright with her,” He offered. “And since when did you get a girlfriend?" Syaoran waved him off and returned his attention to the phone.

"Sakura, I am so sorry, it is most unfortunate that you’ve lost your valuable possessions. I would be glad to help you. As a matter of fact I have a friend who is willing to hire you." He smiled and rolled his eyes when he heard a squeal of delight from her end of the phone.

"Really?!" She exclaimed in excitement. "How wonderful! I'm sure Tomoyo and I would be happy to work for your friend."

"Would you like to talk with him? He's with me right now." Syaoran said, getting ready to hand his friend the phone. There was a quick 'yes' and Syaoran held out his hand, his friend taking the phone and pressing it to his ear.

"Hello?" He answered politely. He had such an attractive sounding voice, so much like Syaoran’s.

"Hi, this is Sakura Kinomoto. I hear that you’re willing to let my friend, Tomoyo-chan and I, work for you?" She felt so awkward asking someone for a job, and for such a stupid reason. But she was surprised to hear that there was no chuckle from his end of the line, instead she only received a polite understanding.

"I would be more then glad to have you two ladies work for me. You wouldn't mind being a maid would you? I already have more then enough, but I still need a few more to help with the more… personal things." Sakura thought it through for a good few seconds and decided it was alright with her, though Tomoyo had a few comments of her own.

"A maid?" She asked in disgust. "I can't be a maid. It's not that I don't want to get my hands dirty or anything. It's just that I never did like those maid outfits. They’re so…dull." She said, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "I'm sorry Sakura, but I don't think I want to be a maid, are you sure you want to? Cause we can both find somewhere else to work at together." Sakura sighed and looked at her best friend.

"Right now, this is the only thing I can get, and knowing me, it would take forever just to find something. Come on, this is our only chance." Tomoyo hesitated for a moment, thinking it over, then nodded in agreement.

"Whatever makes you happy Sakura." She sighed. Sakura smiled and turned back to the phone.

"Well, it looks like you'll only be having me work by your side. My friend has another job in mind for herself." She said, disappointed. Tomoyo opened her mouth to question, but thought better of it and remained silent

The next morning Sakura was up extra early. She and Eriol, or whoever he was going to send to pick her up, had decided to meet at around nine o’ clock that morning just so she could get there at a decent time. He planned to give her a proper tour of his house. She had to admit that she was a little nervous, she didn't even know what the guy looked like and yet there she was, already accepting a job offer. She was desperate though, so she figured she had no choice.

Getting dressed into a plain pink tank top and jean skirt, she had a quick breakfast brought up to her before she set off for the lobby where she would wait for him to arrive. It was already 8:48 and she had hoped that he would be a punctual guy and arrive on time. A few moments later, a limo drove up to the front of the hotel and Sakura looked out at it in wonder. A man dressed in black, clearly the limo driver, stepped out of the car and made his way into the hotel. At first sight he walked up to her, a smile spread across his face.

"Might you be Miss Kinomoto Sakura?" He asked charmingly. Sakura just nodded and stood up, straightening out her skirt.

"Yes, that would be me." The driver motioned towards the limo with his gloved white hand, still smiling.

"Mr. Hiiragizawa is waiting for you at his mansion."

'Mansion?No wonder he had a limo come pick me up.' She thought. It was a little too much, but she didn't care. What she was worried about most was how big the house was. If he was going to have her do occasional dusting every now and then, she didn't want to have to climb staircase after staircase just to dust each room. And who knew how many rooms there were. 'Hoee...' She thought as she followed the driver out to the limo.

"Here you go Miss." He said politely, opening the door for her. She quickly peeked inside at the interior before stepping in. Ah, the smell of clean leather. She couldn't help but take in a deep breath. She really couldn't get enough.

"Excuse me, I hope you don't mind me asking, but how far is it to this mansion exactly?" The driver chuckled at her.

"It isn't very far. 15 minutes at the most." Sakura nodded in response and leaned back against the leather interior. Taking in one more deep breath of the fresh scent, she closed her eyes and unknowingly mumbled a few words out loud.

"Pudding...."

A few more minutes went by and she could already see the roads cut off and a beautiful wall of bushes appear. She could only guess that somewhere in the middle of all this was the mansion.

'I wonder... if he'll like me. And I wonder if he’s handsome. He sounded like it when I talked to him over the phone...'She began to doze off into her own little world when the driver suddenly stopped the car.

"We have arrived, Miss Kinomoto." He said, opening the door for her.

"Please, call me Sakura. There is no need for formalities." She smiled at him and he smiled also in return as he grasped her hand gently, helping her out of the limo. As soon as she looked up, her jaw hit rock bottom and a small 'wow' escaped her mouth. In front of her stood a huge mansion, bigger then any she had seen before. In fact, this was the only mansion she had seen herself, with the exception of pictures. She began to follow the driver as he closed the car door and made his way up to the front entrance. She couldn't believe her eyes. The mansion was a dark shade of brown and had red bricks lining the outside where the trees, flowers, and bushes were beautifully planted. The green grass seemed endless as she walked by it. In every direction she looked, she saw nothing but green. It was wonderful.

"Please, come in." The driver said, snapping her back from the ‘dream world’ she had gotten lost in. "And since we're not being formal, I would like for you to call me Gerry." Sakura smiled up into his sincere, aged eyes.

'Alright, Gerry it is.' Before she hadn't noticed what he looked like, but now that the sun was directed at him, she could fully see who he was. He was clearly a man who looked no older then 35. He had caring black eyes with black hair as well, neatly cut short with no sideburns and was nicely combed back, giving him the ‘sleek’ look. His face still looked rather young, but she could see a few wrinkles on his forehead when he smiled or squinted. Something about him made Sakura so… comfortable, and she didn't know why. Maybe it was because his personality reminded her of her father, Fujitaka. Loving and caring... he never seemed to be sad.

"If you need anything, just call for me and I will arrive immediately to tend to your needs." He said pilitely, gesturing for her to enter.

"Oh, but you don't have to..." Sakura protested, blushing slightly.

"It's alright. I insist." He said and he walked into the house after her. "Master Hiiragizawa, he is waiting for you in the guest room. Follow me please." Sakura nodded and walked after him, taking in the features of the mansion. Everything seemed so big inside. Almost every room was a big statue, either of something peaceful like birds sitting along the rim of a fountain, or something meaningful, like a mother holding her child. Every aspect of the house intrigued her, and she immediately felt as if she never wanted to leave. "Here we are. Master Eriol is awaiting your presence." Gerry said as he gently shut the door behind her when she entered the room.

She made sure that she was careful, afraid she might bump into something and break it. She walked across the carpet, noticing how her foot practically sunk into the floor with how soft the material was, until she saw one master chair which was bigger than the others. And right when she was about to say something, a broad figure stood up from the chair, facing her. Sakura couldn't help but gawk at how handsome he was.

"Miss Kinomoto, I presume?" He asked, walking over to her and kissing her hand gently. Again, so much like Syaoran. Sakura stuttered at a loss for words as she felt her cheeks heat up from the kiss.

"Y-Yes..."

"Please, take a seat."

She did as she was asked and took a seat across from him as he sat back down in his chair. "I’m glad you made it. I was hoping it wouldn't take too long for you to get here." He said, laying his arms on the red arm rests. Sakura started to stare again. She knew she was, but she somehow she couldn't help it. He was so handsome, and she knew he was as soon as she heard his voice on the phone. She fixed her eyes upon his face.

His silky black hair dangled over his eyes, giving him the dangerous/daring look. With his pale skin, adding a sense of clean and politeness to his features. She had to admit that he was very handsome, but what captivated her most were his eyes. Yes, he did wear glasses, but that still couldn't hide the deep, dark stare he had. His piercing black eyes seemed to mold into her soul, and it gave her the shivers just looking into them. Funny how nearly everyone she had bumped into seemed to have black eyes…

"I was hoping it wouldn't take too long either." She choked out. Shaking herself out of her own trance she tried her best not to stare again, instead she looked everywhere else rather then at him and tried to keep her mind focused on the things at hand. "Now I believe you mentioned to me that you were going to give me a tour of your... utterly fascinating mansion."

He smiled at her comment and leaned forward. "Yes, that is correct. Would you like to get started right away? Or would you like to have a cup of tea first?" Sakura waved her hands in front of her, shaking her head in protest.

"Oh no, I'm perfectly fine I assure you."

"Well then, I guess we shall get started." He stood up and held out a hand for her to grasp. And without hesitation, she took it and stood up. "Let’s start with the first floor first."

She nodded in acknowledgment, "May I ask you a quick question or two?" She asked innocently. Eriol nodded and continued walking out of the guest room.

"When will I start working?"

"Whenever is most convenient for you."

"Um… how long will I work for and what is the wage?" She felt embarrassed asking these questions, but she had to know. She was relieved to see that he didn't mind her questions at all. In fact, why hadn’t she asked him these over the phone before?

"You will work from ten in the morning till nine in the evening. I hope that’s not too late for you... or perhaps too early?" He asked, sounding truly concerned on whether she found it suitable.

"Oh no, it sounds perfect.”

"That's good to hear. You will only have to work 4 days a week. I give all my employees Friday’s off.” He paused, “And you’ll get 20 dollars an hour."

'What a good man. Most people would never give their employees a day off out of pure kindness, and woah! He's willing to pay t-w-e-n-t-y dollars an house. Is he on something?' She thought quietly. "Okay, that's all I wanted to know. Thank you."

"My pleasure, Miss Kinomoto... hm, may I call you Sakura?" He asked, walking down the hall.

"Yes, of course." She hesitated curiously, still following him.

"Sorry for my asking, forgive me if I was too forward, but I just so happen to like the way it rolls off my tongue." He smiled at her and regarded her blush as she looked down at the floor as she walked. He noticed this and smiled even more...though for some odd reason, the smile looked more like a smirk. She sure seemed to get flushed easily, how amusing. "As you well know, the room we were just in was the guest room. Now we’re in the..." He went throughout all the rooms both downstairs and upstairs explaining what everything was, telling her how she was going to manage things, and what she was going to be doing.

It didn't seem like a lot of work, but hearing him say that she was going to have to go up and down the stairs to do the laundry and help make dinner made her feel exhausted, even though she wasn't even doing anything. Surely that wasn't all he was going to have her do, there was bound to be something more.

Finally, after going through room after room, they came to the last one. Sakura's feet were in pain and it made her wish she hadn't worn high heels.

"And this..." Eriol said, opening the door, "Is my bedroom." He opened the door all the way, exposing a room covered in blue and black. 'Must be his favorite colors.' She thought to herself, walking in. From left to right there was nothing but black and blue, it looked dim since the colors were dark, but it still made it seem peaceful. Then it hit her. She was walking around his bedroom... and knowing this made unexpected ideas bubble to the surface of her mind. Not all of them good...

"What a very nice room." She said, looking around. She was eager to leave this room as soon as possible, yet she didn't know why it made her feel so uncomfortable.

"Thank you." He said, walking into the room as well. "Now when you do the laundry, you’ll have to replace the bed sheets, etc, as well as a little dusting here and there." Sakura let out a small groan and slouched a bit at his words. "But don't worry though. You won’t have to do every room, just this one." He reassured her with a smile. "And that is that. The tour of the house is done and you may start whenever you’d like." He put a hand to Sakura's back, signaling that it was time to leave. Obediently she walked out of the room as he shut the door. "Now would you like a cup of tea before you leave?" He asked in a polite tone. She laughed at his persistence.

"Of course, tea sounds great."

After watching Eriol walk down the stairs, Sakura saw some quick movement down the hall to her right. She looked over and saw Gerry looking through some rooms... and in quite a suspicious manner too. Sakura scrunched her eyebrows together in suspicion and called out to him as he shut another door.

"Gerry?"

Shocked at her voice, he quickly looked over and smiled. "Hello Sakura, do you need anything?"

"No... I'm fine. What were you doing?" She asked, trying to plaster on a fake smile to hide her suspicion.

"I was just looking through the rooms to see if everything was neat and tidy." He said, walking towards her.

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"Sakura, I’m glad we got to know each other better through tea." Eriol commented as he walked Sakura to the front door. She gave a little shrug and looked up at him.

"I'm glad we got to know each other better too. I can't wait to start working for you Mr. Hiiragizawa." She bowed politely as she turned around and started her way towards the limo. As soon as she walked to the end of the green thinly trimmed grass, she could clearly see Gerry waiting for her with the door open. The sun was just about to set and the black limo seemed to look darker… and scarier.

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A/N: Dun dun dun!! Alright, I know nothing much happened in this chapter with Tomoyo and Syaoran, but this chapter was just so you know what's going to be going on. The next chapters will be a lot more interesting. Sorry if this bores you. Until next time Ja ne!