Author's Notes: Hi, ya all! This is my first attempt at humor, though I don't know quite how it worked out… I'm

really pleased with the reviews I've been getting on The Emperor and I, so I'm seriously considering the sequel. I

never expect to be a writer with a high number of reviewers. I only ask for a few. I noticed I messed up some of my

author's notes, but if you don't catch it, don't worry about it. This fic is a shorty because I had to follow all the

strictures placed on the Change card, and so I only had a day. Do you know how hard it is to write just a day? Rosy-

dear (Black Rose) has decided to take a break from the fic biz. I don't think it was her cup of tea. She's really

sensitive to criticism. I, on the other hand, don't care what you say as long as you review! If you think my fic

sucks… tell me. Anyways, CCS belongs to CLAMP and no one can do a thing about it… There's only two parts to

this fic, but I tried to make each one longer than my usually chapters. Hope you enjoy!

-The one who cries in moonlight, Anrui PS. I now accept anonymous reviews (I didn't know I didn't before, so bear with me)!

Syaoran looked at the approaching mainland of Jap

an and sighed contently. He was finally going to get to see Sakura again. She had said she loved him, and so when he had to go back to Hong Kong, they had decided to write each other. Letters still weren't quite as good as the real thing though.

The cherry blossoms were in bloom along the shoreline and dropped lightly into the water. Did she miss him as much as he missed her? It had been a long time, he thought, and long distance relationships don't usually turn out all that well… He stopped. There was no use in thinking such things.

His mother, Yelan, sat calmly beside him gazing silently over the sparkling water. "I think it's a good thing, Syaoran," she told him, "That you've finally found someone. I worried at times that I'd never get to have grandchildren…"

Syaoran just shook his head, "You already have four… remember? I'm not your only child."

She went on ignoring him, "And you did always prefer to play with boys when you were younger…"

"That's common. What's wrong with…" his eyes narrowed with understanding, "It's not like that."

Yelan nodded, "That why it's so nice you have Sakura." Syaoran sat down in a chair besides his mother.

She stopped talking and looked back across the water. After a minute she looked up at the sky, "I would've liked a child like Sakura…"

"Stop talking as if I weren't here! You always did like her better." Syaoran had his arms crossed and was pouting. The boat stopped as it reached the harbor, and they both got up. Sakura was waving to them from the shore.

As Syaoran approached her, he heard a whisper from her bag. A little yellow head peeked out, "Hey, kid! What'd you bring me?" He just pushed the head back into the bag and then put his arms around Sakura.

She smiled and threw her arms around his neck, "Oh, Syaoran. I missed you so much!"

He was about to answer when he felt a sharp pain in his leg. Syaoran looked down to catch Kero with his mouth full of material. "That'll teach you to mess with me," Kero mumbled and then spit out the material. Syaoran glared at him, and Kero just glared back.

"Kero, behave," Sakura scolded the little creature, "Or else I'll have to take away your television and ice cream."

"But Sakura," Kero whined, "He started it." Sakura gave him a warning look, and he quickly ducked his head back into her purse, muttering the whole time.

By that time, Yelan had got off the boat, and she lightly hugged Sakura, "Hello. I trust that you love my son?" Sakura nodded. "…and would marry him or at the least…"

Syaoran cut her off, blushing, "Mom, try not to overdo it."

She looked at him with her dark eyes and then picked up her baggage and started walking. "If you need me, I'll be at a hotel," Yelan told him over her shoulder.

"Where am I supposed to stay?" he asked her retreating back.

"You'll have to stay at Sakura's house until I arrange something else!" with that she was gone, and Syaoran just stared after her.

Sakura grabbed his hand, "You should see my new apartment! I just got it a week ago." She led him off, and he followed her, completely forgetting about his mother and the guardian of the clow.

Sakura sat Syaoran on the couch when they reached her cozy little apartment, which was only a few blocks from where she used to live. "I'll fix us some tea," she told him happily, going into the kitchen. Syaoran sat quietly, not knowing what to do. Kero's head appeared from Sakura's bag, and he looked around before squeezing himself out.

"If you think you can treat me like that you've got another thing coming," Kero stuffed a cookie in his mouth as he said this, the last words being punctuated with flying crumbs.

Syaoran glared at him, "Why should I obey a stuffed animal?"

"Watch who you're calling stuffed, kid. I do have a larger form, remember?" Kero posed in what he considered threatening, and Syaoran just rolled his eyes. He looked away from Kero and noticed a Sakura card laying by the purse. It had obviously been pulled out when Kero emerged. He turned it over and read 'Change'. The picture of the chameleon-like creature rested in the middle.

Kero saw him with the card in his hand and went over. He put his paws on the card and pulled, "Let go! A card would be better in my capable paws than in your hands, kid!"

Syaoran, caring more about beating Kero than about the card, held onto it tightly, "With you scattering them all over the place? Sakura would do better to give them to a paper shredder."

Suddenly, the lights went out, turning everything dark because the curtains closed. Sakura came back in as the room lightened up again, and Syaoran noticed something wasn't quite right.

She started to say something, but was interrupted by a knocking at the door. Syaoran followed her, wondering why he didn't notice that everything was so big. He reached her ankle, which stood at about his height, and then glanced down and saw little yellow feet.

"What the?" Syaoran exclaimed in a significantly more squeaky voice.

Sakura looked outside and saw her father. She looked down, panicking slightly because she saw Kero wasn't hiding. Thinking quickly, she grabbed him and stuffed him down her blouse because she didn't have any pockets. Syaoran, gasped and closed his eyes tightly. Unwillingly, he realized that he hadn't noticed Sakura was… well-developed enough to do this. Syaoran knew he realized it now.

Fujitaka stepped in the apartment, handing Sakura a little present, and smiled, "I came to give you a house warming gift. She pressed a hand to her heart, partly to further hide 'Kero'. Syaoran, or rather Kero we might say, was happily eating cookies on the couch and drinking tea.

"Hello, Mr. Avalon," he greeted very uncharacteristically between cookies. Sakura and her father were both gazing at him suspiciously.

Kero noticed, painstakingly put the last cookie down, and sipped tea as he perceived the kid would. They both shrugged and sat down beside 'Syaoran' at the couch. Kero watched as Sakura's father picked up the last cookie and winced as he took a bite. "That was mine," he whined under his breath.

Sakura elbowed him and whispered, "Stop acting like that, Syaoran. Your acting as if you had Kero's manners."

"And what's wrong with Kero's manners?" he whispered angrily back, crossing his arms, "I happen to think he's great."

Sakura just shook her head, puzzled, and opened the little present on her lap. "Oh, they're so cute." There were too little salt and pepper shakers that looked oddly like Kero.

"I knew you used to carry that stuffed animal around a lot," Fujitaka explained, "So I thought you'd like them." Sakura went over to hug her father, and Kero grabbed them. He examined them closely and set them back down disgusted.

"I think that the stuffed animal's much better looking than that," he commented, receiving another elbowing from Sakura.

Fujitaka, feeling the weird tension in the room, got up, "Well, I better leave you two alone. Syaoran is only going to be in Japan for a few days."

He walked out the door, telling Sakura he loved her. As soon as the door was closed, Syaoran stuck his head out of her shirt, gasping for air. She lifted him, "I'm sorry Kero, but why didn't you hide? I would think you know better by now."

Syaoran rubbed his neck in what he believed to be a Kero-like fashion, too embarrassed to tell her the situation now, "I must have been too caught up with eating." He laughed nervously. Sakura looked down at him curiously on her hand for a minute and then set him on the coffee table.

"I better go get some more tea," she commented looking upon the two cups that 'Syaoran' had drained.

As soon as she was gone, Syaoran looked at Kero, or so to say himself, "We can't say anything to her. I don't want Sakura knowing that was really me…"

Kero nodded, "Of course! It would be really bad." He rubbed his hands together. This was going to be great! Last time was fun, but this time the kid was older. He could do whatever he wanted.

Syaoran didn't like the way his counterpart was acting but he sighed. There was nothing to be done. "But," he pointed a yellow paw at Kero, "You are going to be here tomorrow, and we are going to fix this."

Kero obviously wasn't listening, "Yeah, yeah."

He was about to put a lemon tart in his mouth when Syaoran made a tsking sound at him, "I can't eat those." Kero just glared and stuffed the whole thing in his mouth. "Fine, don't say I didn't warn you," Syaoran announced crossing his arms. "And…" he added reluctantly, "Tomorrow, Mom's going to want to see you to check up on how well you've been keeping up with your training."

Kero drew the sword and pointed it to the ceiling, "No problem. These things are a cinch." Syaoran put a paw to his forehead. Could this get any worse?

The phone rang, and Kero jumped for it, "Hello, this is Syaoran speaking."

He heard some lady's voice on the other side, "Meilin's coming to town, so I want you to go stay with her."

"But I don't want to," Kero whined into the phone.

"Syaoran! Don't you dare start talking back to me! I know that you want to visit with Sakura, but when I tell you you're going to stay with Meilin… whose right down the street… you're going to listen!" Yelan calmed down significantly, "Alright?"

"I guess," Kero agreed grudgingly. He sat down the phone. "I guess I have to go stay with the kid." Kero grabbed Syaoran's bag and had moved out the door before Syaoran could get a word in.

"Doesn't he even think that Sakura will find this funny?" Syaoran asked himself.

"What's funny?" Sakura asked carrying the tea in the living room. "Where did Syaoran go?"

Syaoran looked up, thinking for a minute, "He had to go run errands for Yelan."

Sakura sat down, looking rather hurt, "But I thought we were going to spend time today." Syaoran flittered from the table the best he could and grabbed onto the couch. Why is flying so hard? he wondered.

When he finally managed to scramble onto the couch, he rested his head against her leg, "I'm sorry." She petted him lightly, and Syaoran felt shivers run down his fur. This was really nice… He shook his head. There was nothing that merited being stuck in this body.

"Thank you, Kero." Sakura said quietly, "I know I'm being silly… it's just that I really looked forward to seeing him."

I really looked forward to seeing you too, Syaoran thought helplessly, but not from this standpoint.

Kero moaned. His stomach really hurt. Why didn't the kid warn him? Meilin looked at him strangely, "Syaoran, what's wrong with you. I haven't seen you like this since you had the flu when you were four."

"I hate lemon tarts," Kero gasped lying on the floor.

"Then why did you eat one? You know you're not supposed to."

"You always were annoying," Kero complained.

There were tears in Meilin's eyes. She looked at him for a second and then rushed off. Kero looked up, puzzled. Why was she so annoyed? He glanced down at his human hand and then whacked his head with it, "She thinks I'm the kid." Some way to play this down, Kero thought, at this rate everyone will find out in no time… and then they'll all spoil my fun!

"Now let's see, what do I have?" Kero asked himself looking through Syaoran's pockets. He pulled out a wallet, "This is great!" Kero searched through the contents and pulled out a credit card. "Let me see," he looked around, "I know I saw that computer somewhere…" He chuckled to himself. You could buy anything off the internet.

"Aha!" he exclaimed seeing it in the corner. He approached it cautiously, looking back over his shoulder.

"Now let's see… how does Sakura use these things again." He looked down and was greeted by several different buttons choices. He pushed one and then nothing. He pushed another and then nothing. Kero pounded on the keyboard, "Why won't you work!"

"Maybe because you haven't turned it on," Eriol suggested walking in.

Kero looked up at the computer, "That's it!" He pressed the little on buttons on the computer screen and CPU. Kero thought for a minute and then turned to Eriol, "I thought you were supposed to be in England!"

Eriol sighed at him, "Syaoran, I told you I was coming to stay with Meilin this week."

"Great, now I have to deal with both of you," Kero muttered under his breath.

Eriol gazed at him for a second, "Something doesn't feel right."

Kero straightened up and laughed nervously, "What wouldn't be right?"

Eriol circled him for a moment, contemplating, "I just can't put my finger on it…"

Kero held his breath, and then let all the air out as Meilin called him from the other room, "Come watch movies with me. Syaoran's in some kind of mood."

Eriol gave one last look at Kero and then turned to the door, "I'm coming."

"I never thought I'd have something to think the brat for," Kero rubbed his hands together, "But now I can get back to high speed shopping." His face fell as he looked at the computer screen. "What do I do with all these little picture thingys on the screen?" He touched one cautiously, but nothing happened. He punched a key, but nothing happened. Kero tried playing that bit of music that he had learned from watching that show on keyboards (the musical kind), and the screen went black.

"What happened!" Kero yelled. Meilin and Eriol rushed to the doorway, and Meilin let out a cry and ran to her computer. She started trying several different key combinations.

Meilin turned and hit him, "That was my brand new computer!"

Kero winced and rubbed his arm, "That really hurt."

Meilin punched him again, "It was supposed to!"

Eriol sat down to the computer and started typing something in. He gave Meilin a sympathetic look, "I'm sorry. Everything's gone."

"You're going to buy me a new computer!" she pointed a finger at Kero's nose. He meekly handed her the credit card. She stomped angrily out the door, Eriol in tow.

"It wasn't my fault," Kero sniffed.

Syaoran sat on the bed, waiting for Sakura to come back from supper. His stomach growled, "No wonder he eats as much as he can." Syaoran had tried to play a video game, but had lost about seven times and got tired of it. He was severally bored.

He jumped up as the door opened, and Sakura came in. "What did you bring me?" he asked hungrily. She sat a bowl of something down on the bed.

He sniffed it… it smelled awful, "I'm not a cat you know."

"I'm sorry Kero," Sakura apologized, "I didn't have anything here, and Toya choose the restaurant tonight." Syaoran rolled his eyes, leave it to her brother to spoil everything. He tried a bite and was delighted to find it was much better than it looked. "I really do need to get some groceries," Sakura said to herself.

Syaoran finished eating the little bowl quickly and froze as he looked up, "What are you doing?"

Sakura finished slipping out of her dress, "I'm just changing for bed, Kero. You're usually too busy playing video games to even noticed." She stared at him, "Why is it bothering you so much now?"

He held his paws over his closed eyes, unable to explain. She waited for a moment and then finished dressing for bed. Syaoran opened his eyes, and his mouth fell open, "You sleep in that?"

Sakura looked down at her little pink, gauzy nightgown, and then looked up, "Are you that tired at night, Kero? What did you think I slept in… pajamas like when I was little?" It was easier to think of it that way, Syaoran thought to himself.

She picked him up, "You've been acting so strange, Kero. It's almost as if… well, anyway, I just want to know if anything's wrong."

"Nope. Everything's great," his voice sounded so awful. He tried to avoid looking at Sakura, but it was hard when he was trying not to be suspicious.

When he looked at her again, she was rubbing lotion onto her legs. Either I'm purposely being tortured, or she's just being unintentionally cruel, he thought. He felt his cheeks heat up and wondered if fur could turn red. Syaoran held his head, "I'll never get to sleep tonight."

Sakura looked over, "What did you say?"

"I said I hope you have a good sleep tonight," he hoped it sounded more sincere to her than it did to him. Sakura gave him one more strange look and then lay back and snuggled under her covers.

Syaoran crawled up and rested on her pillow, not quite knowing where to sleep. She had already closed her eyes and whispered, "I hope I can see Syaoran tomorrow." Syaoran gazed at her, thinking about how much he loved her, and then, despite what he had predicted, drifted off to sleep.