Title: A New Project

Author: damson rhee

Rating: PG for one naughty word from Syaoran's little potty mouth.

Summary: Terada-sensei has a new project for the class. Follow Sakura, Tomoyo, Syaoran, Eriol, Chiharu, Takashi, Rika, and Naoko as they try to complete it. Pairings: Sakura/Syaoran, Eriol/Tomoyo, Chiharu/Takashi. Please R&R! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura, or any of its characters. CLAMP does. Leave me alone. Do not sue. Oh, and I don't own Excel or Swiffer.

"blah" -speaking

blah'-thoughts

blah -flashbacks

The big spaces are the scene changes/ POV changes (It should be pretty obvious).

A/N: Hi everyone! I'm back! : :groans from the readers: : : :cough cough: : Anyway, I don't really know if something like this has ever been done before by anyone here on ff.net, but if it has, I've never seen it. Please leave all of your comments in your review and enjoy!

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Tomoyo entered the class early, and as usual, she was the first one there. She had barely unpacked her school bag when to her surprise, Sakura came into the classroom.

"Hoe! It's so…so…empty," Sakura declared, obviously unaccustomed to the classroom without her classmates.

"Sakura-chan, what are you doing here so early. You mostly don't arrive until right before the bell rings for class to begin!"

"My brother gave me a ride to school with his new car, and Kero-chan woke me up earlier than he normally does this morning because he was hungry," Sakura laughed.

"Well, I'm glad you're here. Sometimes it can get a little lonely in here."

Later on, all the rest of their classmates arrived, getting there not too early, but not too late. Soon Sakura, Tomoyo, Rika, Naoko, Chiharu, Takashi, and Eriol were all gathered in a small group, talking loudly.

"I heard that we're starting a new project today," Rika said.

"Does anyone know what it's about?" Tomoyo asked. Everyone shook their heads to say no.

Suddenly, the door opened and Syaoran was standing there. He walked into the class without greeting anyone. Sakura exclaimed, "Good morning Syaoran!"

Syaoran blushed and mumbled something incomprehensible back. He suddenly saw that Eriol was standing next to Sakura and glared. He sat down in his desk beside the group, looking extremely irritable.

"Did you know that in Africa it's illegal to sing?" Takashi started suddenly, breaking the silence. "It's true! No one can even sing a single note without getting locked up in jail and being…"

"Here he goes again," Naoko sighed.

But two out of the group were paying close attention to the false words of Takashi. "Is that true?" Sakura asked. Takashi nodded wisely.

"Hoee! Imagine not being able to sing," Sakura exclaimed, obviously feeling sorry for the pour people in Africa.

"I'm glad that I wasn't born there," Syaoran added decisively.

"Yes, it must be awful not being able…"

Then, the bell rang, saving the two from further embarrassment. Terada-sensei walked in, smiling cheerfully as he came in. All of the students sat down in their desks as he began to give the morning's lesson.

"Good morning class! Today we will be starting a new assignment," Terada-sensei's voice boomed over the classroom. Many students whispered excitedly about what the new project could be.

"I would like you all to create a business booth. You must choose the type of business that you would like to operate, and then create a small booth advertising your business. The booths will be set up and from there you will receive your customers. You will be graded on the originality of your business, the number of customers you have, and the amount of money you make. You may keep the money afterwards. I have already assigned the partners for this project. I have put you all with someone that I think you will work well with. As soon as I call your name, please find a spot with your partner and begin to think of ideas for your business booth. After you have your idea, come and inform me so that no one has the same business. All right then, here are the partners: Sakura-san and Tomoyo-san."

Both Sakura and Tomoyo smiled at each other and proceeded to find a spot to work.

"Rika-san and Naoko-san."

Rika and Naoko grinned brightly and immediately began to discuss what their business would be.

"Chiharu-san and Takashii-san."

Chiharu beamed and glanced over to her boyfriend who winked at her mischievously before spouting off about how business booths were originally invented in Antarctica. Chiharu sighed and brought out her infamous mallet. Some things never change.

Terada-sensei continued to list off names from his list as outbursts of joy followed every announcement. It seemed that Terada-sensei had chosen the partners well so far. Finally, everyone had a partner except for the last two members of the class.

"Eriol-san and Syaoran-san."

A strident "WHAT!?!" was heard and everyone in the class turned to see an irate Syaoran standing in protest while Eriol was chuckling amusedly beside him.

"Terada-sensei, why am I with him?" Syaoran demanded more calmly than his previous exclamation, taking deep breaths in an attempt calm himself down. In his voice was barely contained fury.

"I tried to put everyone with some one that I thought they could work well with," Terada-sensei repeated evenly, but was interrupted.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST PUT HIIRAGIZAWA WITH DAIDOUJI-SAN AND ME WITH SAK-" he yelled, but stopped himself before he completely finished his bold proclamation, blushing furiously.

"As I was saying," Terada-sensei continued, now a little more agitated, "I wanted to put everyone with the one with whom they would work best and frankly, I thought that Sakura-san and Tomoyo-san would be best together. You and Eriol-san were the only ones left, and I was sure that you could manage to work together. You are both smart. Figure it out. And I am not changing the partners either," he added as an afterthought to dispel anymore outbursts.

"But…but…" Syaoran sputtered.

"Now, now, my cute little descendant, you must learn to control your emotions," Eriol interjected teasingly.

"WHY YOU LITTLE…"

"Li-san, if I hear even one more word out of you, you will fail this assignment," Terada-sensei declared.

Syaoran gulped loudly before walking resentfully towards the reincarnation of the famous Clow Reed. Even though he was doing well in this class, he knew that he could not afford to fail such an important assignment. He sat down dejectedly beside a grinning Eriol.

"So…" he trailed off.

"So," was Eriol's brilliant reply.

"Do you have any ideas?" Syaoran asked.

"No."

"But you always have ideas!"

"Not this time, my cute little descendant."

"Don't call me that."

"If you say so…my darling little descendant."

"It's going to be a very long day…" Syaoran decided morosely before resigning himself to the nightmarish fate that was Hiirigizawa Eriol.

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While Syaoran and Eriol were getting used to the idea of working with each other, Rika and Naoko were energetically discussing their business booth.

"What about an odd job business? We could help people with random tasks like mowing the lawn or gardening?" Rika suggested.

"We can't do that. Miyuki-chan and her partner have already told Terada-sensei that they're doing an odd job booth and nobody can do the same thing. Besides, I have a better idea!" Naoko proclaimed.

"What?"

"Well, I thought that we could do ghost stories!" Naoko cried excitedly.

Rika sweatdropped. "Naoko-chan, I know that you love the supernatural, but that would never work! We can't make money from telling ghost stories to our customers! Not many people are interested in things like that."

"No, I guess they're not," she acceded reluctantly. "But I bet you that they would pay us to do a ghost hunt!"

"What?" Rika asked.

"You see, if we told our customers that we suspected that there were ghosts haunting their houses, they would have to pay us to do a search for the undead spirits. We would make tons of money, and the idea is very original."

"I don't know…"

"C'mon, Rika-chan, we'd better go tell Terada-sensei before someone else takes our idea!"

"Well, all right. Just don't get carried away!" Rika admonished as Naoko grabbed her wrist and dragged her to where their teacher was standing.

"We would like to do ghost hunting!" Naoko told Terada-sensei.

He gave them a quizzical look, and for a moment both girls wondered if he would let them go through with their idea. But Terada-sensei smiled as he wrote down what the project would be about. "What an original idea!" he praised them.

Both girls beamed.

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Meanwhile, Sakura and Tomoyo were deciding on the subject of their project also. They had already run through a number of ideas, but they were all either taken or unsuitable. Suddenly, Sakura got an inspiration. "Tomoyo-chan, you can bake well, right?"

"I suppose I can bake well enough," Tomoyo replied politely, not wanting to sound conceited. She smiled demurely.

"Aha! Then I have the perfect idea!"

"What is it?"

"We can sell baking! I'm sure that no one else is doing that yet, and you are one of the best cooks I know. Even though I'm not that great, I could learn and you could teach me!"

"That's sounds like a wonderful idea, Sakura-chan! And I could videotape you cooking…in an apron!" she squealed.

Sakura sweatdropped.

"Kawaii…" Tomoyo breathed.

"Hoeee… I- I'll just go tell Terada-sensei our idea," Sakura said and proceeded to clear the area, leaving Tomoyo in her dreamy state.

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Across the classroom, Chiharu and Takashi were having an argument over what their project would be.

"Takashi-kun, I refuse to walk dogs!"

"Walking dogs is better than your idea!"

"Is that so?"

"Yes, Chiharu-chan! I'm a guy! Guys don't clean!"

"Of course they do. My older brother lives by himself, so he has to clean. And my dad always helps around the house. You just don't want to seem girly by cleaning houses! Being a maid is a very honorable profession. Besides, you know I hate dogs. "

"And I hate cleaning!"

"Takashi-kun…" Chiharu murmured soothingly as looked up at him with big, pleading eyes, knowing that he was unable to resist.

"Well… I guess house cleaning isn't that bad," he agreed, looking away and blushing slightly.

"Thank you!" Chiharu declared, and she hugged him quickly before running off to tell Terada-sensei about their project.

"The things I do…" Takashi sighed.

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After giving the students a sufficient amount of time, he called them all back to their seats. Looking down at his list, he could see that everyone had chosen a suitable subject for their project except for two students.

"Why don't I have any idea down for you, Syaoran-san and Eriol-san?"

"We didn't have any ideas," Syaoran responded bluntly, casting a dark glance towards his decidedly evil partner.

"And why is that?" Terada-sensei inquired.

"Because…" Syaoran fumbled, looking for an excuse.

"Don't worry, Terada-sensei. I promise that we'll have an idea by tomorrow; by Friday," Eriol assured his teacher.

"All right. Your booths will be set up on Monday, so you will have the weekend to work on it. Please put some effort in to it, because it will be worth one third of your mark for this term. Class dismissed."

As the majority of the class prepared to leave, the group of friends were sharing their ideas with each other.

"We're doing ghost hunting!" Naoko beamed.

"Ghost hunting? How will you make any money?" Tomoyo asked.

"Hoe! Ghosts?" Sakura cried, clearly frightened.

"Did you know that ghost hunting used to be a sport in the Olympics? They wo-" Takashi started, but was stopped by his girlfriend.

"Oh, be quiet, Takashi-kun, you're scaring Sakura-chan," Chiharu ordered while pointing to Sakura who was hiding behind a blushing Syaoran. Of course, she took no notice of that as she cowered behind him.

"We'd better hurry up," Eriol suggested wisely, "or we'll miss our next classes."

"Right," Tomoyo agreed. "I have math. What do have next?"

"Math as well. Care to accompany me?" he inquired and held out his arm.

"Sure!" she replied, and they were off.

"Who has P.E.?" Chiharu asked.

All the rest of the girls nodded. "Let's go!"

Syaoran and Takashi made their way to their next class, Takashi telling the unsuspecting Syaoran more about how ghost hunting was made an Olympic event.

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That evening, Syaoran was over at Eriol's house to work on their business booth. The two were seated on the couch watching commercials on the television, and neither of them could think of an idea.

"With Swiffer, the dirt gets swept away effortlessly…" the T.V. blared.

"We could sell brooms," Syaoran offered offhandedly.

"Excel…accelerate your breath!" the annoying salesperson sang.

"Or gum," Eriol suggested just as dismally.

"Tell her you love her… This season's new hit reality show."

"I've got it!" Eriol exclaimed, jumping off the couch in excitement. "I-Love-You-grams!"

"What the hell is an I-Love-You-gram?"

"You know, like a Candy-gram, but it's an I-Love-You-gram. It's perfect! It's brilliant! It's beautiful! It's-"

"It's crazy. No one will go for it."

"That's where you are wrong, my cute little descendant. Everyone will go for it. Love is the most profitable business of them all. The majority of T.V. shows are about love, 80% of all music is about love. Everything is about love! Face it, love sells."

"Okay, okay, so it's not that crazy, but I don't know…"

"No, you don't know! Anyway, do you have a better idea? Do you even have an idea?"

"No."

"Precisely. Then it's decided. I-Love-You-grams. It has such a nice ring to it."

"You just like it because now you can send one to Daidouji-san," Syaoran smirked.

"You only agreed so that you could send one to Kinomoto-san," he retorted. "Besides, whatever is happening in between me and Daidouji-san is none of your business."

"So you admit that there is something happening," Syaoran prodded, managing not to blush after Hiiragizawa's comment.

"No, just-"

"Aha! I caught you!"

"What are you talking about? I told you that nothing was going on!"

"Fine. Let's get to work!"

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That's the first chapter, I hope you liked! I absolutely hate the title that I have right now, so if you have a better one, please, please, please, please tell me. Thanks for reading! :D