A/N: Hello, Sakura fans! It's Maven Alazais again

Thanks to everyone who took the time to read and review my previous sloppy fanfic called 'Do you still mean it?'. I really loved your reviews, thank you so much. It meant a lot, I promise. This is a small thank-you gift to you and every Sakura fan out there. I was pretty uninspired, so please forgive me if it's too boring. Again, thank you all and be free to contact me (check my profile for links for twitter, tumblr etc).

I decided to go with Syaoran with y in this one, and pretend like Eriol and Syaoran are friends because I was bored to create new characters. :P This will also be a short one too.

CHAPTER ONE: PREPARATIONS

"No, Sakura! You have to let me film you. I'd do it either way." Tomoyo insisted.

"But, Tomoyo, wouldn't a professional photographer be better?"

"Nonsense! My filming is as professional as that of a photographer. Please, Sakura!"

"Look, we'll have both, how about that? Syaoran told me there are no financial restrictions, so it's okay."

"I can live with that." The raven-haired woman smiled. "Oh, Sakura, I can't wait to see you walking down the aisle… in a beautiful dress…and everyone looking at you… Oh! I'm sooo excited!" She almost jumped around in ecstasy and Sakura smiled awkwardly.

"So, Tomoyo, on the point again. Which invitation looks better?"

Tomoyo seemed thoughtful. "Well, the pink one is fluffy and cute, but again, so are you. The beige one is quite elegant and chic, but a bit too strict for you… I don't know."

Sakura remained silent for some moments. "We'll have the beige one. I don't think Syaoran'd like the pink one much."

"Okay. But please tell them to put a small bow on the envelope. It'd be more like the adorable you."

"Yes, okay. Did you bring the guest list, Tomoyo?"

"Yes, of course!" She pulled out a folded paper from her bag and unfolded it. "We will need about two hundred."

"T-Two hundred? Tomoyo, who have you put in that list?"

"Only those who really should be there. Trust me, Sakura, I'm your bride's maid. You'll be happy to see these people, believe me."

"Okay… Two hundred it is."

-change of scene(it won't let me use stars or - )-

"So, have you seen it?" Syaoran asked, checking himself out in the mirror.

"A bit…" Eriol teased, leaning on the side of the mirror. "Are you getting done with the ties?"

"How is it?" Syaoran asked, pinning his eyes on Eriol's face.

"I'm not going to tell you."

"Yes, you are."

"No. Now, finish up with the tie."

Syaoran sighed and turned his gaze on the mirror. "I don't know what color to choose. Sakura told me to get a tie in a random color, not black or white or grey. My suit's dark grey and my shoes are black, like every groom. Why shouldn't my tie be a regular one?"

"Because you're not a regular couple. So, please pick a damn tie and let's go."

"Okay, I'll pick this peach one."

"Peach? Why peach?"

"I don't want to tell you."

"I can make you tell me." Eriol said, toying with his glasses.

"I'd like to see you try." Syaoran said, half-smiling.

"Come on, bro. Tell me."

"Because she was wearing a peach dress the day I first realized I was feeling something weird for her. The day we captured the Return card."

"And they say you're not romantic."

"Shut up."

-change of scene(it won't let me use stars or - )-

"Don't you think it's a bit too much, Tomoyo?" Sakura asked, standing on the round podium, with the white luxurious fabric flowing around all over her.

"No!" Tomoyo chirped. "Of course not." She stuck a needle at a point of the dress' tail. "The dress needs to be exuberant like you. I wouldn't trust anyone to design your wedding dress but me. You'll look fabulous."

Sakura smiled lightly and stroked the corset of her dress. It was all designed by Tomoyo, who had spent every night of the past month sewing it. The corset had a heart-shaped bust line, with small crystals lining it. The bottom part of the dress was still being worked on, but for what Sakura saw, it would definitely be big, long and heavily decorated. Tomoyo had carefully picked the satin, tulle and other fabrics she used and called Sakura every Wednesday, to put the dress on and adjust it.

"You know, Sakura…" Tomoyo said, sewing something behind Sakura, "Syaoran's been very curious about your dress."

"How do you know?"

"Eriol told me that he asked him about it. Poor thing."

"Oh, no, Tomoyo! He can't allow him to see it! It's bad luck!"

"Of course not, Sakura! The dress is a secret and he'll see it only on your wedding day. I'm sure his jaw will drop when he sees you so beautiful!"

"I'm sure he'll be very handsome too…" Sakura said, dreamily.

"Yes, yes. You'll be the cutest couple! He makes you very happy, and that makes me happy too!"

Sakura chuckled.

"So, have you been working on your vows?"

Sakura sighed. "Yes. I've written them three times, and nothing seems to work. They all sound too… typical."

"Just let your heart speak. Maybe mention some characteristic moments of your life together? Or what he means to you truly. I'm sure your vows will be perfect, Sakura."

"I hope so."

"And have you thought about your first night as a married couple?" Tomoyo asked laughing.

Sakura blushed slightly. "I think it will be very romantic. But we won't do anything we haven't done before, so…"

"But still! You'll be his wife, Sakura!"

"Chiharu told me not to worry about the 'spark' going away after marriage. If we love each other, it will all be alright."

"Hm. Yes, Chiharu and Yamazaki have a rather successful marriage, although they got married quite young…"

"Well, we're not that old either."

"It will be fine Sakura-chan, don't over-think it."

"Yes, yes."

"Syaoran will take good care of you."

"I know, Tomoyo, I know. Now you are over-thinking about it."

*So, these were the preparations! Next up is the marriage, and hopefully the last chapter! I told you it's going to be short Please please please tell me how you liked it, I'd be honored to hear from any of you!*