'Tomoyo's still smiling so brightly. I guess Eriol's apology really settled everything." Sakura tailed a short distance behind a skipping Tomoyo, feeling glad for her friend.

School was finally over after a long tedious day of burying their noses in books, and the pair were walking to the school gate. "And I thought they would go easy on the homework since it's the first day of school." She huffed out loud. Tomoyo, not breaking out of her skip, swung around and fell in step with her bestie, giving her yet another of her wide grins.

"It'll get better in time to come. You're such a worrywart. If you want, maybe I could come over your place today to give you a hand with your work," she offered. Sakura gave a gleeful "Great, thanks" before Tomoyo ran off the opposite direction to greet some friends. Sakura continued strolling to the exit and stayed to the side to wait for Tomoyo to come back.

As she leant against the cold iron bars, she shook her head as she spotted a couple holding hands across the street, gazing lovingly into each others eyes.

"What? You don't believe in true love?" The voice was musical, but simply unrecognizable as Tomoyo's; the main reason being that it was preety deep. Sakura didn't turn around, but it was obvious it was a boy. Probably from her class, but telling from the Tomoyo-Eriol scene earlier in the day, she figured the guys in this school were bent on giving girls hell.

"Hey, I'm sure it's equally rude in Japan if you don't reply when someone's talking to you," the boy said. Sakura felt the colour rising in her cheeks and hid her behind her hair yet again, but she didn't look up either. "I guess you're still shy, after all, is only your first day. Hope you like it here."

Sakura heard the shuffling of feet slowly become more distant, and after awhile she tilted her head up in the direction of the sound, and saw his back profile; tan brown hair, tall build and his voice was so warm and kind. Even as he was walking away, she could hear his twinkling laugh echoing in her head as he chuckled at a joke his friend had just told him.

"…kura! Sakura! Are you alright? You look a little dazed. What are you looking at?" Tomoyo followed Sakura's dreamy gaze and found her staring at Syaoran. "What? Him? Come on, you're far too pretty for that flirt. He talks to any girl he thinks he can get, and he's broken many innocent girls' hearts. I really hope you won't be the next." She piped up, and began dragging Sakura away.

"Who's he?" She whispered, still staring at Syaoran's back. Tomoyo just heaved an enormous sigh and ignored Sakura's question, wondering what else could possibly happen to make things worse than they were now.

Sakura pushed the key into the keyhole and pulled the door open. No one was home, as usual. Mom and Dad were never there for her. No matter whether they were in Japan or anywhere around the world, Mom was never there to comfort her when she suffered from a broken heart, and Dad was never there to congratulate her when she scored straight As for her subjects.

Usually she'd have lunch alone, but today was special; Tomoyo was there with her. That single fact made her perk up, but there was another thing. That boy. Who was he? Tomoyo refused to tell her, and made it clear she had to find out for herself. Slidding her aching feet out of her school shoes, she trudged to the kitchen in her socked feet and crack two eggs into a frying pan to make a semi-large omelette.

"Sorry I don't have anything better. I haven't done any shopping recently." Tomoyo gave another one of her tinkling laughs. "It doesn't matter. I think it's a privilege I get to eat omelette rice. All I have back home is instant ramen," Getting out her pencil case, she seated herself at the dining table and started on her work. As Sakura fried the rice with onions, red peppers tomatoes and carrots, Tomoyo's mouth began to water. How long has it been since she last tasted homemade food?

At that point, Sakura strolled in with their meals, and set them on the table. Both eagerly wolfed down their food, and started on their assignments.

"Fuu…Done!" Homework aside, it was time for girl bonding. And what could be better than a shopping trip? Both girls changed into more comfortable clothing; Sakura loaned Tomoyo a matching blouse and skirt, along with a nice pair of black pumps.

Tomoyo began to tap her foot when Sakura didn't come out from her room for fifteen minutes. "Are you done yet?" She yelled at the closed door.

"Tada! How do I look?" Tomoyo's eyes nearly rolled on the floor. Sakura was wearing an ordinary shirt and skirt, but the way she tied her hair into two adorable ponytails, accompanied with a pair of cherry earrings and hairclip, made the look complete. "Kyaaa! Kawaii!" She squealed. Sakura gave her a 'thank you' hug and the pair went on their way.

Sifting through a rack of striped tops, Tomoyo thrust a couple of them into Sakura's arms and ushered her to the fitting rooms, ordering her to try them on. Sakura hesitantly complied and put on a spaghetti-strapped top, coupled with her skirt, and stepped out to get Tomoyo's opinion.

The only problem was, Tomoyo wasn't paying attention. She was chatting with Eriol, still dressed in his uniform, a short distance away. But they weren't alone. Standing there, staring directly at her was him. His amber eyes gazed at her, before a faint smile appeared on his perfect lips.

Uh oh.

Yorokobi Hearts: Syaoran has spotted Sakura! Sorry, I know these 2 chapters are a little lacking in fluff, so if you want more, review and give me ideas please! Thank you! :)