Kokoro to Toki

Chapter 1

Summary: Time heals everything right? When Sakura broke up with her ex, she never imagined that she would ever see him again. But after a drunken night, she wakes up to a man that would make her life hell and heaven at the same time. His name? Li Syaoran. SS ET

Rating: T

Ages

Kinomoto Sakura: 23

Li Syaoran: 24

Daidouji Tomoyo: 23

Hiiragizawa Eriol: 24

Disclaimer: these characters do not belong to me; they belong to CLAMP, and since I'm not part of CLAMP…TT.TT

I'm awake; yes, but is my mind awake? No, but god, I have the worst headache ever. What the hell did I do yesterday? Oh yes, I remember, Tomoyo and Eriol-kun dragged me off to a bar. Why the hell do I ever listen to them??

I guess this is what I get for drinking way too much alcohol. I don't even remember how much I drank. That's not good.

I yawn, finally opening my eyes. A though strikes me; I had never known that my ceiling was blue. I always thought it was some sort of a beige color…

Crap, I did something idiotic again, didn't I? If I look and see someone dead on the floor, it's not going to be my fault. I'm going to blame you Tomoyo, ohohoho; I'm going to blame you, Tomoyo-sama.

I sit up, and looked to the right of me. A guy. Ahh crap. Well, at least I can say I didn't murder anyone.

Which brings me to a point: This is why I don't go out to drink with Eriol and Tomoyo anymore. Something bad always happens to me. Last time, it was finding myself sleeping on the streets. Yea, that was totally fun.

Oh, god, I hope he didn't rape me…I rethink yesterday's events. You know what? That's probably not possible considering the number of drinks I had yesterday. I probably came on to HIM.

I look at the guy; he has chocolate brown hair and what seemed to be a well-built body.

While I look at him, there's something tugging at the back of my mind, except I can't think of what it is.

I look at the guy.

Aiba? No, that's my boss's name…

Tomohisa? Nope, I'm thinking Yamapi for that one…

Then it hits me, I'm staring at the guy cluelessly, unable to say anything

I have forgotten his name.

That's not good.

What's his name?? What the hell is his name?? I have no fucking idea what his name is!! Holy crap, I'm so screwed! That's like the worst thing by far that has happened in my life!

Okay, whatever I do, I must stay calm! Stay calm…what the hell? How the hell do you stay calm in a situation like this?!

The man moves slowly, turning his body around to face me. I freeze, not wanting him to wake up.

There are 4 possibilities that one could do when face in a situation like this! I think wisely. Wise, when have I ever used that word describing me?

Back to the point. I've read that there are 5 ways. From Cosmo, if you're doubting me.

A. Run to the bathroom and look for anything that's prescribed to the person. (like medicine or something)

B. Look at his letters and find his name

C. Look through his wallet for an ID

D. Fake amnesia and ask who the person is again

E. Come clean and tell that you forgot his name

I look at the list, yea…choice E is definitely at the bottom of my list.

I look around and find my t-shirt on the floor. I quickly slip it on and slip on the skirt from yesterday. I look in the mirror. I love this skirt; it's so pretty and it looks pretty damn hot on me! Too bad it was more than I could afford.

I walked into the bathroom and opened up the cabinet. Complimentary shampoo and conditioner, I read. There's nothing else besides a shampoo and conditioning bottle. Nothing else. Man this guy is cheap.

Suddenly, it hits me.

"Oh god…I'm in a hotel!" I freeze and bang my head on the door. Oh crap, I hope he didn't hear that.

I quickly open up the door and peek outside. He hasn't.

I think of the list again.

So, that kind of takes of choice B too, ne?

I tiptoe to the couch where the man's jacket was lying. I reach in the pockets hoping to find some sort of identification. Damn, nothing.

Kami-sama is just against me today, ne?

"What are you doing?" a drowsy voice asks. Oh crap, I straighten up and turn back to see the man.

Yea, Kami-sama just hates me today.

Abort choice C!! Abort choice C!! Moving on to choice D!!!

"Nothing, I'm just not sure…oh, how can I explain this…" I say, maybe believable to him? "I just don't remember who I am…"

The man looks strangely at me. I look at him. He has amber eyes and is very well looking. I could even describe him as hot. Although he looks quite familiar…I can't seem to think of who he reminds me of…probably someone not important.

"Do you know who I am??? Who are you???" I say, dramatically.

"You really suck at acting…" he replies, apparently amused by my performance.

Damn, I thought I was pretty convincing. I guess this is what I get for skipping Drama class during high school and going out to get ice cream…

I laugh nervously, "What are you talking about?"

He lifts up his wallet, "so you weren't looking for this?"

This is bad; like one of the worst moments ever.

First, I can't believe I even slept with him.

Second, I can't believe I slept with him and THEN forgot his name! Personally, this type of situation has never happened to me.

I hope he doesn't think I'm a slut or anything. To forget his name and even forget when or how I came to sleep with him, does not bode well for me.

This day sucks.

"Why would I look for that? I was only trying to find out who I am!" I protest, carrying on the charade. Maybe I should stop. I'm starting to really look like a dumb-ass.

"In my pants pocket?" he asks.

I freeze; "memory loss?'

He laughs, "I'm pretty sure you don't have a memory loss, Kinomoto-san."

I stare at him. He can read minds can't he? Or maybe I'm just easy to read. I guess I kind of am…I mean, I'm standing in the middle of the room searching for an ID.

"And I'm pretty sure you've forgotten my name," he says amused.

Oh, so he CAN read minds.

"How would you know?! It's not like you can read minds!" I blurt out. Ah, that's not good…

"Really? Then what is my name?" he asks.

I looking at a Fai here…maybe a Hattori?? Ahh, it's probably a Sho!!

"Your name? Oh, your name is Sho…" I say, taking a random guess.

He stares at me for a second.

"Sho…" he stares back at me.

"Sho!" I say a little more confidently. Where the hell did I get this boost of confidence? I mean, there are a million a of people in Tokyo, and a million names to go along with that. I'm taking a completely wild guess and I can get confidence out of that?

I guess the mental hospital is going to get a new patient today…

"I don't remember ever itsy bitsy detail!" I retort.

The man makes a buzzer sound, "I'm hurt Sakura-san, you spend one night with me and you don't even remember my name? I'm hurt."

Ah, I'm probably so close on that name. It's probably something like Shun or like Shoon; it's probably somewhere near the name Sho. I have been known to have a bit of some physic skills.

He starts getting dressed. He ends up wearing a dark navy dress shirt and a pair of business pants.

Ah, so he's a businessman.

He looks at his watch. "Ah shit, I'm late!"

He looks at me and grins, "I had a great time with you yesterday," he comes over and gives me a kiss on the cheek, "I'll take care of the bill."

Who does he think he is?? Kissing me like that? I did not give him permission to do that!!

Well, if he is taking care of the bill…

"Hold on!! I still don't know your name," I say, curious.

"My name?" he asks, he's at the door and he opens it. He points to that table near the TV; "There's a card for you. It has my phone number on it, if you're interested call me. If your not, I don't see the point of me giving you my name,"

He smirks one more time and closes the door.

"Well, so much for that magazine plan," I say out loud.

I sigh. This was just a stupid drunken mistake.

My drunken mistake

I take out my cell-phone from my bag that was lying on the counter.

8:00 A.M.

Crap, I'm going to be late. I look at my outfit.

"This will work for work right?" I mean, the shirt might be a little off, but the skirt works. It's a little un-business professionally, but I'm pretty sure the t-shirt would work. I mean, kind of right?

Whatever. I don't have enough time. If they don't like my shirt, screw them!

I quickly grab the card (just in case) and stuff it in my purse. Maybe I'll call him! Maybe I won't. I mean, I just want to know his name, nothing else.

His resemblance of someone I know is uncanny. But I can't seem to put my finger on who the man resembles.

Whatever, he's not important right now.

But wait, he knows my name. What if he stalks me? Oh my god! What if he like blackmails me??? I'll call the police! I'll live in secret; start a new life again, go to Okinawa and get a tan!

I'll learn the secret art of martial arts and become one with the wind. I'll rediscover myself! It's like a pilgrimage!

Actually, screw that, he doesn't even know where I live.

I arrive at the office at 8:45. I'm 15 minutes late, but I bet no one even notices. My boss that I have been working under has just retired and I'm getting a new boss soon.

I'm a secretary at the Tsubasa Company. It's a finance/lawyer company. I've been working there for about 3 years, and yet, I still have no idea what people are talking about.

To be honest, when people ask me about the company, I just say some B-S story about the company to make them happy.

"You're a little bit late today, Sakura-san!" I hear a sing-songy voice behind me. I turn around to see an azure-colored eyed and hair man smiling at me.

"Whose fault do you that is, Eriol-kun?" I ask, dryly.

"By the way, what happened yesterday? Tomoyo and I didn't see you leave," Eriol says, looking carefully at me. "We were worried!"

"Really? Were you?" I ask, dryly. They probably didn't even notice that I left.

"Don't be so mean, Sakura-san," Eriol says, "where did you go?"

"I went home," I lied.

"And so is that why you're in a t-shirt?" he asks me.

Damn, I knew I should have run to my house to get a shirt.

"You're wearing the same thing as yesterday," he notes.

"I didn't have anything new," I stammer.

"You do know that you are really horrible at lying," Eriol notes.

Okay, so I suck at lying AND at acting. Great!

"But if you don't mind, I have a extra shirt in my office," he continues.

"Really?" I say. I love Eriol. He's so great.

"Yea, it's for emergencies in case I spill coffee on myself or something like that…" he looks at me, "although it might be a little big on you…" he says, "but I guess it's better than a shirt that says SHIT…"

I laugh nervously. Okay, so my shirt isn't exactly work appropriate. I mean, it's fine if no one looks at the word…

I get up from my desk and I walk along side with Eriol.

"Hold on, aren't you supposed to be a meeting?" I ask. He nods. "Why aren't you there?"

"Well, I was late too, that's why I came to your office to see what you were doing," Eriol replied.

I kind of feel hurt. Does he think I do nothing? Well, it's kind of true now that my boss is retired, but no need to rub it in!

Eriol is a lawyer, in charge of Investments. He has a secretary and everything. Actually, he's the one that got me this job. We've been friends ever since grade school. Once we got into high school, Eriol started dating Tomoyo, a.k.a. my best friend.

Tomoyo moved into Eriol's apartment a few months ago. Before, we were roommates. Tomoyo and I have been best friends in kindergarten, and now, she comes over to my apartment ever few days or so.

"Ah, no wonder I don't see Aiba-kun yet, usually he's making his morning rounds to say 'ohayou' to everyone…" I comment.

Aiba Masaki is the vice president of the company. He's actually the son of the man who started this company. He's pretty hot if I do say so myself. He's really funny and fun and one of the nicest people you will ever meet. But honestly, sometimes I think he's gets high on sugar or something weird.

As I walk to Eriol's office, people are staring at me because of my shirt. Okay, so it definitely is not work appropriate.

"Where's Aoi-san?" I ask, looking at the empty desk of Eriol's secretary.

"At the meeting," he says, going into the office.

"Don't you mean your meeting?" I ask, "why is she there and why aren't you there?"

"Aoi-san is filling my place for me at the meeting. And Besides I already got out of it, why would I go to something I didn't want to go in the first place?" Eriol replies, coming out of his office and handing me a white dress shirt.

I put it over my shirt and button it up. "Ah, so true."

"Besides, I know what it's about: something about a new guy coming to the company." Eriol says.

"Oh really? They're having a meeting just for him?" I ask.

"Apparently, he's going to be managing some part in this company that needs to be managed." Eriol says, "Maybe it'll be your department!"

Dammit, I actually liked having nothing to do and still get paid for it.

"Great…" I say, monotonously.

"Sakura-chan!!! Eriol-kun!!!" we turn around to see a man with short brown hair and bangs jump in front of us.

"Ohayou gozaimasu," I say smiling. Eriol does the same.

"Ohayouuuu, ohayouuuuuuuu!!" he says happily. "Minna genki desu ka?!?"

See, this is what I'm talking about. I swear he gets high on sugar or some kind of crack before he comes to work. Sometimes, I think, he's not the one that's watching us; it's us who are watching him.

"What?" Eriol finally asks. He looks at Aiba, who has a cup of coffee in his hands. As if he needs coffee. "So I take it that the meeting has ended? Either that, you got kicked out?"

"It just ended." Aiba retorts.

"So you saw the new guy??" I say excitedly.

"Yep!" Aiba says.

"What's he like?" I ask.

"I have no clue!"

We're speechless. Actually speechless; leave it to Aiba-kun to not pay attention during the meeting. To be honest, Aiba-kun is really an excellent lawyer. Once he's becomes serious that is.

"Do you at least know his name?" I ask.

"Li Syaoran," he says promptly.

Eriol looks a little bit uncomfortable. And then it suddenly hits me. It's my ex-boyfriend. We've broken up because of him going back to China in the second year of high school. The break up wasn't a great one, we kind of got into an argument and it just wasn't great.

I can't believe he's here.

"Are you sure that's his name?" I ask.

"Yep," Aiba replies.

"And here is Hiiragizawa Eriol's office, dealing with Money and Investments, I'm sure you will have to work with him quite a lot." I hear a man's voice say. I don't quite recognize him, but he and another man seems to be coming where Aiba, Eriol and I are standing.

Eriol and I are shocked to see Li Syaoran head swiftly towards us.

Oh, another thing to add to my shock of the day list.

He's the one I slept with.

It's the same guy.

And now…

He's my boss.

Wow, what a perfect day this has been. And it's not even 9:00 o'clock yet.

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