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Previous Chapter:

Damon took out the papers from his briefcases and indicated where Sakura should sign. After signing the papers, Sakura looked at Damon.

"Oh, I already have a manager, a clothing designer, and a make-up artist. You can provide the rest of the employees if you want."
Damon handed her a piece of paper.

"That is your schedule for tomorrow. We'll start recording your first single tomorrow. We'll release it after it's done. If it's a big hit, we'll let you record with Wolf, the top singer right now. If that is a success, we'll make a music video. This'll probably make you more famous. Oh, and please call me Damon from now on."
Sakura nodded and stood up.

"Great and I'll probably be able to score some deals for broadcasting with some companies. I'll get the deals, but how I do it is private. Oh and Damon, if you're wondering, I do have the money. Lots of it."
Sakura smiled grimly and walked out. Damon looked at Sakura as she walked out. 'What a mystery. She's just like Wolf. Wolf was also a big hit since nobody knew who he was. Ying-Fa would probably have the same result, possibly even a bit bigger.' Damon got up and also walked out, buying a cup of mocha on the way.

Sakura immediately turned left, getting into the limo that was waiting for her. She nodded her head and the limo began to move. She called Tomoyo on her sidekick.

"Hey Tomoyo! I just finished meeting Mr. Ishimato. I just told him that my last name and background was to remain private. Dude, I need you to come early to my house tomorrow. We're already going to start recording tomorrow morning at 7 am. I need help with my wig and contacts."

"Ok…did he say anything else?"

"Not much. Anyway, do you think I can make a deal with your company and fashion line? I probably make a deal as Ying-Fa with my own company too…"

"Of course. I'll come to your house early tomorrow, Ok? So go to sleep early. I'll make the hair look real. I got to go. I need to go design your clothes for tomorrow. Bye!"

Sakura laughed as she heard Tomoyo energetic voice. As the limo pulled in, she happily waved to the driver, who waved voluntarily back. Sakura walked into the house, looking for Kamaji. She found him sitting in the living room, resting. Sakura gently shook him awake. Kamaji woke up staring into to large emerald eyes.

"What do you need Sakura?" Sakura pouted.

"I just wanted to tell you, I'm going to become a singer!"

Kamaji immediately became focused.

"What?"

Sakura began explaining the situation from the beginning, from the CD store incident and to the meeting.

"So, how are you going to hide your identity?"

"Tomoyo's helping me…anyway, can you make Kinomoto Corps support me along the way? I mean…it is my company right?"

Kamaji thought for the moment.

"Sure, I'll try. Now get to sleep. Even though it's early, we all know Tomoyo is going to come here very early. No objections. Good-night Sakura." Kamaji stood up and started guiding her away to the elevator.

As Sakura rode the elevator to her bedroom, and walked in, she changed into her pajamas and flopped onto the bed. She put her IPOD on speaker and listened to the soft music until she fell asleep.

Next Morning (2 A.M.):

Tomoyo opened the door to Sakura's room, quietly sneaking in. Sakura was sleeping soundly, but sadly, she had to wake her up. Tomoyo noticed the IPOD playing music softly in the corner. Tomoyo smiled evilly. She paused the music, picked a hardcore rock song, and played in on high, right next to Sakura's bed. Sakura immediately jumped up, waking up in the process. Luckily Sakura's bedroom had soundproof walls, or the whole house would've woken up.

Sakura's sleepy emerald eyes stared at Tomoyo. "Tomoyo, is it time already?" Tomoyo nodded.

"Now get up missy, time to get your behind in the shower!"

Sakura groaned and dragged herself out of bed, taking her towel along the way.

She walked into the bathroom, locking the restroom door also. Sakura began taking her shower as Tomoyo began setting up the supplies.

As Sakura was finished, she wrapped herself into a towel and came out. She nearly fainted when she walked out. Tomoyo had turned her room into a make-up center. She saw Tomoyo sitting waiting patiently for her, a brush in one hand, and a blow dryer in another. Sakura sighed as she sat down, readying herself for the hours of torture. However, Sakura fell asleep after a few moments, leaving Tomoyo to do the work.

She was woken up Tomoyo when she had to put on her clothes. She drowsily put on the stylish pair of faded jeans and tee. Sakura waited till her eyes adjusted to the light. She looked back into the mirror, realizing her hair and eyes looked different. Her hair was now black with dark blue highlights. Her eyes were now a shade of color between green-blue and aqua. Sakura looked at her nails, seeing that they had been buffed and cut, and polished.

"Wow Tomoyo, this wig really looks real. My eyes look like I was born with them!" Tomoyo smiled.

"Yeah. I always wanted to see how you would look like this, so I just took this as a chance. It's good right?" Sakura nodded.

"What time is it?" Tomoyo looked at the clock.

"It's 6:30. We should get going before we run into business traffic."

Sakura nodded and both of them raced to the elevator, down to the parking lot where Sakura called her driver to pick her up. Five minutes later, a limo pulled up. Sakura told him the directions. The driver just stared at Sakura, not realizing it was her.

"Ms, I'm not sure who you are, but please get out." Sakura frowned.

"Rick, it's me! I'm in disguise right now because World Records wanted me to become one of their singers. Now I'm going to be late!"

Tomoyo's head came into view.

"It's true Rick. She's going to be late if you don't hurry up."

Rick nodded, driving as fast as he could to World Records' Recording Building. Sakura and Tomoyo got out of the limo, waving to Rick as he pulled away. Both girls raced to the building, finding Mr. Ishimato waiting for them.

"Hi Damon!"

"Hello Ying-Fa. Are you ready for your first recording? Here are the lyrics. Let's get you to the studio right away."

Tomoyo stepped up. She had put on blue contacts, but left her hair the same way.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Ishimato. I am Ying-Fa's manager, clothing designer and make-up artist." Mr. Ishimato took her hand.

"Call me Damon. Now, the studio is waiting. Please hurry."

Sakura nodded. She followed Damon, memorizing the lyrics along the way. Sakura stepped into the room as she was directed and handed back the lyrics to Damon. He gave her a questioning glance, but she just smiled.

As she put on the headphones, she looked at the room full of people on the other side, only separated by a wall of glass. She heard a voice through the microphone.

"Ying-Fa, we're going to play the song first, and show you how the director wants it." Sakura looked up and replied.

"I don't need it. I'll be able to get this on the first try, trust me."

The director was starting to get impatient. 'Who was this rude star? She's just an amateur and she claims to be a pro!' The director glared at Sakura, but played the music. Sakura listened to the music, closing her eyes and bobbing her head slightly to the beat. She let herself flow with the music and began singing. As she sang, she put her feelings into it. The directors and witnesses, including Damon were surprised at her voice. It was angelic, and somehow, it was able to blend into the beat of the music.

There was something I thought I saw in you,

So I let you pass the walls,

Around my heart,

And let you in…

But after I gave you the key,

You took it for granted,

And you,

Used it everyday,

Destroying everything I put inside,

My memories,

My feelings,

Everything I knew was gone,

Everyone I knew was dead…

Nobody knew me even more.

You wanted me all for yourself,

Keeping me,

Using me,

Whenever you wanted,

At first,

I really thought you loved me…

I gave up everything for you…

But then,

You came and threw me away…

When you told me,

"Let's break up,"

The way you said it,

Was like stabbing a knife,

In my,

Heart…

I,

Gave up everything for you…

I cared,

When nobody else cared,

I loved you,

When,

Everyone else hated you!

But you,

Threw me away,

Like a rag,

That was,

Left out in the rain…

I can't believe,

I believed,

All the stupid lies,

You told me…

I was such a fool,

To have taken care of you,

I was just a tool to you…

When you told me,

"Let's break up,"

I couldn't believe you,

You stabbed,

A knife in my heart….

Creating new wounds,

Reopening the door,

Into a world of,

Pain….

Sakura finished the song, holding the ending note. She opened her eyes looking up at the director. The director was smiling and talking to Damon.

"You've really discovered a star. I'm going to make the best of the best. At this rate, we could be producing so many albums everyday! If she goes on like this, she'll be saving us a lot of tapes." Damon smiled.

"I hope you'll make her the best Mike, but do you think she'll reach Wolf?" Mike smiled and nodded.

"Oh yeah. As soon as we release this in half an hour, she'll be famous!"

After the song was released, things happened the way Mike said it would. Radio stations all over the world were playing Sakura's song repeatedly. People were requesting in, no matter what age they were. Newspapers were being published all about Sakura, asking for any detail on her. World Records' phones were ringing off the hook. Sakura's song had already topped the charts, placing "Wolf" in number two. Sakura was being reported on, news reporters asking for everything about her: pictures, background, and more. Sakura was about to walk out of World Records building with Tomoyo when suddenly Damon came running toward them.

"Ying-Fa and manager, please come immediately. You have to see this." Damon brought them into his office. He turned on the T.V., the radio, and handed them a pile of newspapers. Sakura looked at everything shocked. She grinned.

"So I really am a star huh?" Damon nodded.

"Since you recorded the song so fast, we released it today. We're already thinking of recording a music video. Are you tired? Because if you are, we can record some other day." Sakura pondered for a moment. She looked over at Tomoyo. Tomoyo nodded and Sakura smiled.

"If you want, we can start shooting the music video right now." Damon smiled.

"Yes! Let's get going!"

The 45-year-old Damon walked out of his office smiling like the sun. Sakura raised her eyebrows but followed. Sakura was led into a white hallway full of doors and windows. She looked into each looking at many other famous idols recording their own video. She gasped as she saw some of her favorite idols. Damon laughed.

"You'll be able to meet them soon. You're an idol now also. Don't forget that. You'll probably be able to see them at noon during lunch break."

Sakura looked into one room and her eyes met a pair of maroon-amber eyes. She quickly looked away before she crashed into something. Both idols felt each other were very familiar, but couldn't lay a finger on who each other were.

Sakura walked into a room filled with a dark background on one side, and lots of filming equipment in the other. Sakura turned to Damon.

"Who's going to be directing my music video?"

Damon pointed over to a tall skinny man with a baseball cap.

"His name is Dick. Don't make fun of his name, he'll be really upset." Sakura grinned and nodded. Tomoyo, hearing the conversation, walked over the man Damon had pointed at.

"Excuse me, Dick?" Dick turned around, lowering his head to look at Tomoyo. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Ying-Fa's manager. I'll also be her make-up artist and clothing designer. I was wondering how the music video is going to be filmed."

"I was thinking of not filming it here, and actually using a real place instead of picture backgrounds. The faster we can secure a sidewalk and a park for the video, it'll be easier to film. I'm imagining Sakura to crying as she sings, walking down a sidewalk, and reaching the park. When she walks in, I'm going to set up fans and make leaves blow around her. Then she can sit on a park bench, finish the song, and wipe her tears away. For the people walking on the sidewalk and in the park, we can probably get a hold on some actors in the next few days."

"Has Mr. Damon approved of this?" Dick nodded.

"Then, what if I told you I can get you the park, a sidewalk, and actors right now? Would you be able to film?" Dick's eyes widened.

"If you can, that would be great! But I doubt it'll be possible." Tomoyo smiled mysteriously and took out her cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Kamaji!!"

"Hello, who is this?"

"This is the person who came over to your house this morning… very early."

"Oh hi Tomoyo."

"Listen, since Ying-Fa is shooting a music video today, we're going to need a sidewalk and a park reserved for us right away."

"Sure, I'll have Penguin Park and Momo Street ready for you right away. Would you need actors too?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Thanks Kamaji!" Tomoyo hung up.

"Well, we got everything. We can go there right now. You said you can film right?" Dick smiled. He liked the way Tomoyo worked.

Damon, of course, was surprised as well. The single question that kept replaying in his mind was, "Who are they really?"

Dick had instructed everyone to bring the make-up trailer and clothes, the filming equipment and necessities. As they drove to Momo Street and Penguin Park, Sakura turned to Tomoyo.

"What do you have in mind for my costume?" Tomoyo smiled.

"Well, since we have to make you stand out, how about a midnight satin dress that goes over you heels, and is cross necked on top?" Sakura groaned in distaste.

"Is it revealing?" Tomoyo smiled.

"Not really, but it does show off your curves…" Sakura rolled her eyes.

"That is already revealing enough!" Tomoyo smiled evilly.

"Would you like me to change it so more things show?" Sakura peeped a small,

"No." and laid back in defeat.

When the limo driver pulled onto the empty sidewalk of Momo Street, Tomoyo dragged Sakura out of the car and into the make-up and clothes trailer. Crew member sweat-dropped as Sakura was pulled but and dragged into the trailer without a trace. Inside the trailer, Tomoyo had already began going through the heaps of clothes and finally found the dress she had especially designed for Sakura. Sakura was already undressed behind a screen and Tomoyo handed her the dress between a crack.

"Hurry and put it on! I need to see if there are any adjustments I need to make, since you've grown taller."

Sakura slipped the dress on, shivering as the cool satin came in contact with her skin. She stepped out, letting Tomoyo look at her.

"Wow. Sakura you look great. Now time for make-up." Sakura sat down in a chair, letting Tomoyo put make-up on her face.

"Bear with me Sakura. I'm almost done. Oh, do you know how Dick wants the music video?"

"Yeah, I heard you and Dick talking about it."

"Ok, you think you can make it through the first time? I don't want you getting your hair messed up too much. The wig is going to take time to fix." Sakura nodded.

"I'll try. Are you done yet?" Tomoyo nodded.

"Yeah. Open your eyes." Sakura opened her eyes. She didn't look like herself, but it was still her.

"Tomoyo, you're the best."

Sakura porcelain face had pale pink blush applied to her cheeks. Waterproof mascara and make-up had been applied. To tell the truth, if people didn't know she was human, she would've been seen as a goddess.

Suddenly, Tomoyo pushed Sakura out of the trailer and shouted, "Hey everybody! What do you think?"

Crewmen and women turned their attention to Sakura. Damon, Dick, and Mike turned their heads also. Some young workers male were already drooling. Some girls were staring at her, jealous of her beauty. Damon waved at Tomoyo.

"She looks great. Let's start filming!"

Tomoyo nodded. Dick had already instructed the actors how they were going to be. Dick walked over to Sakura and explained the whole process. Sakura pretended she was listening, but she really wasn't.

Dick placed her in the position where she was going to start. The actors crowed around her, making it look as natural as possible. Sakura' song intro began playing, and Dick started filming. Sakura had an earpiece microphone so her voice was amplified over the chatting of the actors. As she sang along, she started to have tears running down her cheeks. She walked through the park, and Dick signaled for the fans to go up. Fans started blowing at Sakura, leaves flying around her. She finally stopped a park bench, singing the end of her first single, crying until the last note.

After Dick yelled cut, Sakura finally wiped away her tears. Tomoyo ran up to Sakura.

"That was great!" she whispered.

Sakura smiled, "Who's got the skills?"

Sakura raised her hands up in triumph. Tomoyo laughed. Damon watched from afar, smiling at the close relationship between Sakura and Tomoyo. 'They're just like sisters.'

Behind him, Damon felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw himself looking at Wolf.

"Who's the new girl?" Damon pretended to shrug carelessly, acting like he didn't care.

"She's the new star. All over the news already. I'm surprised you haven't heard of her yet. She just signed a contract yesterday so I guess that could be a reason…You know, I can't help but notice she's just like you. She doesn't want her true identity known and she records her songs at the same speed you do. If you two looked like each other, I would've thought you were related." Wolf turned to him.

"So, she kept her identity a secret? Hmm…anyway, I'll see you back at the office. It's time for lunch anyway." Wolf walked away without a backwards glance.

Damon looked down on his watch. '11:30'

"Alright people! Time for lunch. Wrap it up and let's get back to the office!" Everyone immediately started packing. Working at World Records had its good points. The World Records cafeteria served everything, from cereal to filet mignon.

Back at World Records:

Damon held the cafeteria door open for Sakura. He already had gone over the structure of the cafeteria with both of them. The cafeteria was like any school cafeteria, except for a few things. There were glass tables, sofas, TV's, radios, a game arcade, and much more. Sadly, these were only for the stars… (Ha-ha)

Sakura got into the empty lunch line. She looked at the menu. She started naming her order.

"I would like some lobster ravioli, clam chowder, a chocolate cookie, and…a strawberry shake. " The lunch lady raised her eyebrows. Tomoyo ordered next.

"I just want a Caesar salad and a small coke."

The lunch lady nodded, happy that at least one of these two girls was sane. Sakura and Tomoyo waited for their order at a corner. They looked around the cafeteria.

"Where are the tables? How come no one is here?" Tomoyo rolled her eyes.

"Look at the door doofus!" said Tomoyo.

Sakura looked around, her eyes landing on a door labeled: Dining Room. She grinned sheepishly and quickly rushed over the get her lunch when a small bell rang. Tomoyo followed behind her, seeing her lunch ready too. The two girls walked through the dining room door, and were amazed at how big the room was. They both sat down and began to chat quietly.

Since other stars were engrossed in their own business, they weren't noticed by anyone. However, since the radio was on, of course Sakura's song began playing. Everyone in the cafeteria room stopped, and listened to her song. Sakura blushed deeply when everyone was staring at the radio.

After the song was over, one of the stars named Jesse asked, "Who was that singing? Her voice wasn't half bad." Other singers nodded in agreement. Other people began to comment her, making her face blush a darker shade after each compliment. Hilary looked to the corner Sakura and Tomoyo were sitting at.

"Hey, who's the new girl?"

Hilary caught everyone's attention. Everyone looked at her, making her blush…again.

"Who are you? Are you supposed to be in here? This place is off limits to non-celebrities!" said Miley.

"Don't be such a bitch! Maybe she's a celebrity!" said Selena.

"Whatever…." Miley rolled her eyes. Mitchel looked over at Sakura and Tomoyo.

"Well, you can start off with your names…."

Sakura spoke quietly.

"My name's Ying-Fa. I'm the girl you just heard on the radio…" Tomoyo continued after her.

"I'm Tomoyo. I'm Ying-Fa's manager." Selena smiled.

"See, I told you!" Selena told Miley. Miley glared at her. Selena was EXTREMELY happy to rub it in. Jesse's voice popped out from the crowd.

"Sorry about that. We weren't sure if you were some crazy fan girl. We aren't exactly fond of them here. Of course becaues Miley here, likes her privacy." A couple of laughs were heard in the crowd.

"Well, anyway, glad to have you join us."

Sakura smiled.

"Sure…" Sakura began to relax as she continued eating her lunch. Lunch went on great… until she was dragged off to play DDR by Hilary.

"Come one! It'll be fun!"

Hilary pushed her onto the machine. Everyone began to cheer as she was going to face the queen of DDR between celebrities: Miley Cyrus. Sakura looked nervously at Tomoyo who gave her a thumbs' up. A crowd of celebrities started cheering as the movie started.

Miley, of course, being the bitch she was, decided to have a little revenge on Sakura. She had purposely chosen the hardest level and song to try to beat Sakura. However, she herself did not completely master it. Sadly, DDR was Sakura's favorite game to play when she was bored. Even worse, she had already finished the whole system and mastered all the levels. To Sakura's benefit, she had already asked the creators of DDR to make a harder game for her, allowing Sakura to become the world's best player. Literally.

As the game started, Miley was glad to see Sakura with a panicked face. She was sure she was going to win. However, Sakura's facial expression was not from fear, but from being embarrassed. After a few seconds of the game, Miley was getting every single step. Sakura however did too. Miley had been glancing, and with each look, she became uneasy. As the tempo picked up, Sakura's body and steps moved faster. Miley was starting to slow down, and began to mess up. Everyone's attention was on Sakura, some focusing on her side of the T.V. screen, and some 'perverts' some place else.

After the song was finished, Sakura got a perfect score. Miley's score was off the charts. (*Hint* way below.) Sakura bowed before the cheering crowd, laughing and smiling as she came off stage. Hilary walked up to her.

"Damn! You have got to teach me how you do that. But I can't believe you beat Miley! No one has ever beaten her before. But enough talk about Miley, let's have more fun!"
Hilary dragged Sakura to every game, cheering her on and making Sakura embarrassed. But soon, Sakura got into the hang of it. Tomoyo on the other hand was chatting with HER favorite idols. Hilary finally stopped in front of a PS3. Sakura looked at the equipment and T.V. screen. Sing Popstar.

"No way. I am not singing!" Hilary grinned.

"Oh yes you are!"

Hilary pushed Sakura down into the chair, and chose revised duet for her. This was because Hilary saw a microphone being forced into a stranger's hands on the other side. (AN: A revised duet is what I call a single turned into a duet.)

As the song started, Hilary put the song on a speaker, accidentally connecting it to every loudspeaker in World Records. This however, nobody knew. Basically, every person working at World Records heard them singing.

Sakura stared at the screen at the mysterious person that was going to be singing with her. As the subtitles came on, she sang along. As usual, Sakura's voice blended with the music, entrancing everyone with her voice. When it was time for the second person, a deep male voice came in. Soon, both of them were singing together, their voice lacing into the music and each others. As the song ended, there was a great amount of applause. Sakura blushed as everyone clapped. Her duet partner stood up and took off his sweat-shirt hood. The face revealed to be Wolf's.

Gasps were heard around the room. Wolf regularly didn't come to lunch in the cafeteria. He usually came on random days and he comes and goes without being seen. Wolf looked over at Sakura, stretching his hand out.

"Nice to meet you…uh…?" Sakura grinned.

"Ying-Fa. Yours?" Wolf raised his eyebrows and gasps were heard around the room. Who didn't know Wolf?

"The name is Wolf. Hey, what's your last name? You seem like someone I met in the mall a yesterday..." Sakura's eyes narrowed a bit.

"What's yours?" Wolf grinned.

"I asked you first." Sakura frowned.

"Well, that's for me to know, and you to find out isn't it?" Wolf smiled, tempting her to go on.

"Of course it is madame."

Sakura grinned and her emerald eyes darkened gleefully, joining the dangerous game of the hunter and the hunted.

"Well said, sir"

The crowd looked eagerly at the two singers. Luckily the lunch bell rang. Lunch time was over. Singers, actors, dancers and celebrities of all majors walked away and went back to recording or whatever they were doing. Sakura walked over to Tomoyo, finding her in a deep conversation with a blue haired man. Sakura poked Tomoyo. Tomoyo muttered a quick good bye and both girls walked off together. Sakura smiled at Tomoyo.

"So…who is he?" Tomoyo blushed.

"He's Wolf's manager. He was just introducing World Records to me." Sakura smiled.

"Sure he was…or was he introducing HIMSELF to you?" Sakura raised her eyebrows suggestively. Tomoyo looked at her. Sakura tried to look innocent.

"What?" Tomoyo shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, Damon texted me during lunch. He wants you and Wolf to get recording right away. We're meeting him in recording room 105."

Sakura nodded, and then stopped in her tracks, processing what Tomoyo said in her brain.

"WHAT?????????"

AN: Sorry to the Miley fans. I'm making Sakura and Miley enemies in this Fanfic. If there is a celebrity u would like me to add, tell me. I would be glad to comply.