Ok. So here is the deal. I cannot post anymore of my last S/S fic. Like I shouldn't anymore. It actually is a long-term project that I should not be touching. It's due in about a year and three quarters. Working ahead? Maybe. That was a hell of a large project.

Anyway: So this is what I'm doing. Another S/S fic. But…

I just saw She's the Man. I was also a major Tamora Pierce fan when I was younger. So I was thinking about doing a musical Sakura one where she pretends she's a boy so she can get into the best music school.

Of course it will be S/S.

I just want to say: if I stole your idea: sorry. Also, if you flame me saying "I CAME UP WITH THE GIRL PRETENDING TO BE A BOY PLOT STORYLINE! GO DIE IN A FIRE!" um…go away please. This type of story has been along for longer than any of us have been alive.

But: if my story is going too close to the lines of yours I don't mean it to do that. Just email me or review me nicely and say "um…your fic is similar to mine in xyz ways…" I'll understand.

I'm doing music a) because I'm a band dork and b) because I've never seen a fic where a girl cross dresses as a guy to achieve her dreams as a musician. Nor have I seen one of a guy pretending to be a girl to be a musician…

Guy pretending to be girl fics are pretty rare…I think I've seen three…

Anyway:

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Card Captor Sakura, nor do I take any claim to owning it. Any characters that you see (except for Ryu) that aren't in the original CCS are of my creation. Thank you.

Enjoy:

Chapter One: You're Kidding, right?

"You've got to be kidding me, Saku-chan…" Tomoyo murmurs over the phone. I sigh at her.

"No way in hell Moyo-chan! This has been my dream forever and now that the opportunity has opened itself, I'm not going to just refuse it!"

"But Sakura…"

"No, Tomoyo. And that is final. Being a musician has always been my dream, and I think I can pull it off. So please help me out. The interviewer thought I was a guy!"

"But…you're my cousin!" She retorts. "I don't want to see you trying to hit on girls or pretending to be a guy. You would be soooooo awkward as a guy…"

"Moyo-chan…" I moan into the phone. "Please. Please. Please?" I make my puppy dog eyes, knowing that it will just emphasize my begging, even though Tomoyo couldn't see my eyes, she would know what face I was making.

"Oh fine. Just don't look at me with those eyes!"

"Thank you, Moyo-chan."

"Yeah, yeah. I know. I'm the awesome! Come over later and I'll work on your hair, clothes, et cetra."

"Got it. Three ok for you?"

"Yup. I'll see you then!"

I wait for Tomoyo's click before hanging up the phone. I jump up and down happy.

"I GOT IN!" I screech to my teddy bear. It just gives me its stupid smile, but it still makes me feel as if it is congratulating me for a well-earned reward.

I've been playing the piano since I was three. I also do minor drum and guitar things. Small things that I picked up from playing in a band. I was in one for a few years, but then our guitarist had to go to college.

I'm Sakura Kinomoto, seventeen years old and an aspiring musician. I'm going into my senior year at the Ward School of Music, an all-boys school. It is the best music school in Japan. My name will be Keiji Kinomoto. I'm going to be Touya's little brother now. Touya goes to a neighboring college for soccer, and since he's now a well-known player, I couldn't use his name to go to a music school.

I stare at the clock and realize how close it is to the time I promised to meet Tomoyo at. I grab my coat and run out of the house, jogging over to Tomoyo's, excited to become a boy.

"Ok. The first thing we need is to get you a wig. Because I'm NOT going to cut that gorgeous hair of yours. Plus, I'd rather get you a guy's wig than a girl's wig." I nod my hair in agreement to Tomoyo's statement.

She grabs my hair and goes into her closet. "I know I have that wig I got you for that concert last year."

I smile. "Yeah…I could use that. It was pretty realistic, plus it's pretty similar to my natural color if I remember correctly."

"Great!" Tomoyo says, pulling it out, along with the fake facial hair that came with it. I put my hair back into a ponytail and we fit the wig over my hair and apply the eyebrows and sideburns.

"Mmm, pretty good so far…now for your chest…"

Tomoyo pulls out a long bandage. "We're going to have to wrap your chest in this."

"Ugh…" I respond. I look down at my breasts. "Sorry guys. This might hurt a bit…"

I go to the bathroom and start wrapping myself, just so I know I can do it myself, since Tomoyo won't be there every waking hour to make sure I do everything correct." I walk back out in one of Touya's old T-shirts.

"Oooh, nice job Sakura-chan!" I smile at Tomoyo.

"Ok. Time for the best part! Shopping!"

I moan as a response.

"Well…shopping for a few things so we can find the clothes that best fit you and then I can also make you some outfits." Tomoyo gives me one of her small smiles.

"Ok, let me just change into Touya's old jeans. I don't think that it would be the best idea for a guy to be shopping in a skirt with shaved legs."

"Yeah. Not a great idea." Tomoyo nods in agreement.

Only my grey sneakers are left, but sneakers are sneakers, so I don't think that it makes a major difference.

"To the mall!" Tomoyo states, giggling.

I jump into the passenger seat of Tomoyo's car. We have an unspoken agreement that we won't play music in the car, since I will always analyze it. I'll say things like "that song is too simplistic…all I IV V I chords" or "Ugh, another four four time song? What the hell? Can't anyone play in six eight?"

It drives Tomoyo about as crazy as the crappy music drives me crazy.

"We're here, and Keiji, remember to be a guy." I sigh at her.

"I wouldn't be caught dead shopping in a mall…" I murmur in my guy voice.

Tomoyo giggles at me. "Aww, you look so cute right now…" I sigh.

"Lets go before you get any ridiculous ideas, like "how many girls can you pick up!"…" I pause once I finished that sentence. "I shouldn't have said that…"

Tomoyo giggles again and nods. "So…Keiji, why don't you see if you can get someone's number…"

I glare at Tomoyo. "How about I steal your camera…"

Tomoyo gasps and glares at me, clutching her camera closer to her chest so I can't take it. "How about we just leave my precious camera alone and we go shopping!"

I nod. I feel odd walking around the mall with Tomoyo as a guy. I keep on getting stares from people, lots of girls and the turn and whisper to their friends.

"Look at that guy…"

"Well, he looks like he's taken…"

"Yeah, but with your charm, I'm sure he won't be for much longer."

"I'm sure you're right!"

I feel disgusted. I look at Tomoyo. "Um…can we get into a store quickly?"

"Oh, no. I want to see how this interaction between you and that girl goes…" I sigh. Tomoyo being Tomoyo. As always.

I feel someone bump into me and fall to the ground. "Hey, are you OK?" I ask in my rough guy voice.

"Ow…I think I broke a nail…" The girl murmurs, I give her a hand to help her get up. "Hi, my name is Mindy!" The blond says to me.

"Keiji." I respond. She giggles and blushes.

"Aww, such a cute name. You wanna ditch your friend and go to the café with me?"

"Um…I'm sorry, but I have to get some shopping done. I'm going to this boarding school, and I need to get my clothes shopping done before I get there."

"Well, fine. Here's my number. Call me." She winks, giggles, and walks off.

I slap my forehead with my hand.

"Impressive. Kind of." Tomoyo says. "Good job keeping your voice up."

"Thanks. At least I can only get hit on by guys at Ward's." I smile.

"Well…there is Clair's Boarding School right next to it." Tomoyo murmurs.

"Oh…crap." I murmur.

"Yeah, they have a good design and filming classes there…"

"You're going to Clair's?" I whisper, excited.

"Yup!" I cheer inside.

"Good job, Moyo!"

Tomoyo makes me try on various combinations of outfits to see what would best fit me, a piano nerd. She hands me a pair of glasses to put on.

"They don't have a prescription, just glass, but I think this will help disguise you a bit."

I nod and put them on.

I try on the last outfit Tomoyo picked out. It was a pair of dark blue jeans that were kind of baggy and then a long sleeved white shirt with a green t-shit over it.

"Pretty good." Tomoyo says, smirking. She picks out a brown shoulder bag for me.

I look at my refection in the mirror and my male twin looks back at me.

"Nice job, Moyo-chan!"

"Thank you, thank you…" She says, bowing. She then throws me a bag of boxers.

I moan again. "I really don't want to wear these."

We place everything that we were going to buy into a pile and Tomoyo and I split it carrying it over to the cashier. She smiles at us.

"Shopping spree?"

"I had a major growth spurt and I can only fit into a few of my brother's old outfits…so yeah…" I say as a response, giving the cashier a smile. She giggles.

"Why is everyone I talking to giggling and/or blushing?" I ask Tomoyo.

"Cause you're just so darn cute!" She says pinching my cheek. I glare at her.

"Here, Keiji. You get to hold the bags!" She smiles.

"Oh, happy happy joy joy." I glower. Tomoyo managed to fill four bags full of clothes for me. "Can we please go to the music store?"

"Sure! I'll meet you in the food court in an hour? I need to go pick up some materials to make you a few more outfits. Also to make Sakura some!" I nod. "See ya, Moyo-chan!"

I head toward the store that I most frequently visit. I head over to the CD's looking for that new CD that I found that I liked. I was surprised when I was listening to the radio and found a lyrically good band that could play in more than one key signature and time signature.

I go through the alphabet quickly in my head, looking for where I would most likely find the letter S.

I bump into another person, this time I fall down; luckily none of the bags spill open. I quickly get up. "Sorry!" I apologize in my guy voice.

"Watch where you're going, punk." I look up and see a chestnut haired, amber-eyed boy glaring at me.

"No need to be rude!" I say readjusting my glasses.

The kid looks at me. "You have spunk, kid."

I glare up at him and grab the CD I want. I then walk over to the pianos, just to have fun using one of them. I started to play part of a song I learned, murmuring the lyrics, not singing them since my voice would automatically go to the alto or soprano range, which isn't something that a guy typically does.

The kid walks over to me, but I'm too absorbed into the music to really notice him standing there, watching.

Send away for a priceless gift… One not subtle one not on the list Send away for a perfect world One not simply so absurd.

I pause after finishing this lyric, a small smile plastered on my face. Not a smirk, just a smile, then I look at my watch and curse. I grab the CD, run away from the piano and pay for the CD. The boy is left staring at the piano wondering what he just watched occur.

I hoped you enjoyed that. I'll get the next section up asap. Sorry for anyone who really wanted me to continue Calculating. I did continue writing it, but only for the project.

Please Review. I'll accept flames as long as they aren't "YOU STOLE MY IDEA ABOUT A GIRL PRETENDING TO BE A BOY!" as I stated earlier in the chapter.

This chapter was rather boring. I hope the next one will be better.

Lots of love,

Kailun