Bye Bye Home hello Rome

by i'm just lost

acorrding to their deal Tomoyo is going to act as Eriol's wife to help her family& and the billionare to get money.but this act was suppose to be 4 a couple of months and not a life time. to my lovely reviewers chap 4&5 is up

1. Picture Perfect

Bye bye home …hello  Rome

Chapter one..

Picture perfect

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"Okay, Sakura smile" I said watching my cousin through the lens of my camera.

"What are you talking about?. I've been faking this smile for almost half an hour" Sakura said through her teeth carefully trying to keep the smile on her face. She side glanced at her hand "Even my ice cream melted. And I think that statue beside me almost wants to kick our asses away from here"

"I agree " I said still measuring "stay still so we can get over this"

"Please hurry up. My feet started to hurt "

"Okay on the count of 3"I said

"I'm ready "

"1..2…..3"

*FLASH*

I searched for Sakura. And I couldn't see her through the lens…

"Sakura ?"

"Down here" I heard a moaning voice saying. I removed the camera aside and looked down in front of my feet to see a pained Sakura rubbing her back .

"What are you doing down there ?" I asked.

"I don't have a clue what happened" she said as I pulled her up "out of no where people dressed in black came rushing knocking me down"

"Poor you" I said laughing heartily.

"Its NOT funny" she yelled angrily.

"Yes it is" I said "you look so cute with your shirt covered with ice cream. I should take a picture of this" holding my camera up again .

"Tomoyo" she warned.

"This is a replacement of the last one"

*FLASH*

I heard her moan and I laughed again. When I looked at her again I found that she was staring adoringly at something or someone behind me. I turned around to see a black limo driving away.

"Dear, I know that the car is breath taking but you are only torturing your self  for not having such a beauty"

"Its not the car" she sighed  dreamily "It's the one who got into the car "

"Sugar, you need a reality check" I said while receiving a deadly glare from her "snap out of it. You can't even THINK about liking the driver of  that car let alone owner" and she sighed

"you mean I'm not allowed to LOOK at the guy who washes it"

"yeah, exactly" I said smiling weakly at her disappointment "I mean we worked our asses off on weekend just to have money enough for spending a week away from home on summer vacation"

"Oh well" she said as she came closer and hugged me tightly. Then she took the camera out my hands and turned to the first person who came across.

"Sir, would mind taking a picture of two idiot girls covered with vanilla ice cream? "she asked the old man.

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To Be continued..