Author's Note: Sorry this took so long, that even my Author's Note had to be updated...this still is un-beta-ed my beta is busy with work and since it was my birthday yesterday i thought I could just you know upload it for your sake. So forgive the grammar errors, this chapter will be really long and i'll be giving my replies to the prev and this new chapter's review in a few days thanks...

By the way, the review replies for this chapter will be given right after I open the review, unlike what I used to do where I would only reply once I have uploaded a chapter. It's just that I'm getting so many reivews for this story it's hard to reply to all in just one day.

Prev. Author's Note: Hey guys! It's been sooooooooo long hasn't it? Did you all miss me? I'm sure you did, especially my update (",) so anyway, I won't prolong it any longer, shall we?

Legend: "speech" 'thought'

Warning: This chapter will be a bit of a PG-13 for um bits of intensity (?) so if you don't reach the age limit please read it with someone older or at least be responsible. But don't worry the rest of the fic will be okay for kids. Or if you let your younger siblings read this, you can just copy-paste and erase some of the parts…just you know I will not be responsible for corrupting young minds, you have been warned.

Lexicon:

-san- the suffix to represent Mr. or Ms., a formality normally used by kids when they address someone older, but people of the same age could also use it to show respect especially if the two people aren't really close.

Hai- yes, I agree, okay…you get it Ü

Chapter 7: The Perfect Family Picture

It was currently 1:00 in the afternoon and Hikaru was sitting on the couch her eyes glued to the clock on the wall. There was nothing to watch, and she had nothing to do, therefore she was completely bored out of her wits-Yukito was in school so there's been no one to play with and Syaoran was at work! It was always like that, she was always left alone in the house with nothing to do, and she couldn't even help with the housework!

Sighing she lays herself on the couch un-gracefully, and opted to just sleep the afternoon off.

"Bored?" Inquired a deep male voice as he entered the room to find his wife on the couch with her legs propped up the arm rest, not waiting for an answer he sits himself beside her at the same time removing her legs off the armrest and placing them over his lap. Sakura blushed at the gesture, especially since he was touching her legs…well ankles but it was still her legs.

"What gave that away?" she mustered, not moving from her comfortable position, she was somewhat glad that she chose to wear something more casual for the day, a plain white tee and dark jeans. "Why are you so home early anyway?"

"Here." Syaoran answered, well sort of, as he handed her a Mothers Monthly magazine.

"You came home just to pick up a woman's magazine?!?."

"It's not for me it's for you, they were asking if they can have an interview with you and if they could take photos of you for this month's issue- it's all about step-mothers." Syaoran had paused, thinking that Sakura might want to have a word in, but when she didn't he was sure that he got her a bit interested. "It'll be tomorrow at 10:00 AM and since I knew you wouldn't be doing anything, I thought you might be interested…so are you?"

"Can I?"

"Why not? You're not busy are you?"

Hikaru only shook her head slowly, a bit unsure and surprised by Syaoran's gesture, Syaoran could only smile, her action reminded him of a kid who was given a reward by her parent for no apparent reason and is unsure if there was a catch. 'She is so childish.'

"They'll send in a limo for you tomorrow," He spoke breaking the silence as he helped Hikaru up as she studied the contents of the magazine. "Oh and have I told you that you will be their cover model for their next issue?"

"Really?! No way!" Hikaru screamed as she lunged for Syaoran and hugged him, "Oh Syaoran thank you, thank you! I can't wait for tomorrow!"

Syaoran was very much taken by surprise by her actions; no one has ever thanked him with a hug before, heck no one actually ever dared to touch her unless they were acting. 'Oh yeah, we are acting- as husband and wife.'

So he needed to act natural, so he tried his best to laugh and share in his wife's good fortune. But in spite of that fact Syaoran couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with their position on the couch, her body was pressed tightly against his, their legs intertwined, her arms around his neck and his arms supporting her nicely curved waist, her neck just beneath his nose that he could smell her perfume and it was enough to make him light-headed.

"Syaoran-sama you have a-oh excuse me," Wei called out as he entered the living room, but stopped at sight of the master and the mistress on the couch in a tight embrace. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

"H-hoe? Oh! Sorry Syaoran…" Hikaru apologized immediately removing herself from her husband's chest, and had the decency to hide her blushing face by lowering her head.

"I-it's alright Wei-san, I was just telling Hikaru about the magazine."

"Of course sir, Syaoran-sama you have a phone call from your mother, and she says to tell you that she's furious"

Syaoran cringed, "I guess I better take it in the room then. Sweetie," he calls out facing Hikaru, "I'll just get this one, okay?" And with that he took his leave but not before planting a chaste kiss on her cheek.

As Syaoran left the room, Hikaru was left with Wei, Sakura smiled at him. She knew that Wei was one of the few who knows about their little secret and somehow she felt happy that she didn't need to lie to him because she really liked Wei. And he was a friend to her and she didn't exactly like the idea of lying to a friend. It was nice to have someone who she felt her secret would be safe with, and she really liked his company because he always seemed so warm. He always looked at her warmly, and was always smiling.

"Wei-san? Why was Syaoran- um you know…a bit scared?"

Wei just laughed knowing the subject of the phone call, "It's nothing Hikaru-sama, it's just a mother-son thing." With that he winked, bowed and left.

Sakura just stayed there staring after the butler's back, "I don't get it…"

SsSsSsSsS

RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG!!

Sakura sleepily reached for the alarm clock's snooze button, it was already 5:40 AM. Although she knew that Syaoran was already downstairs she still checked beside her just in case he decided to sleep in, which he never did. Without a word she got out of bed and walked directly to the bathroom to wash her face, gargle and put on her contacts and then went back to bed. She didn't want anything like her second day to happen again.

Yukito seemed to have a habit of waking his mommy up, and unfortunately she had removed her contacts the other night. It was a good thing that the lights were a bit dim so he hadn't noticed. And ever since then Sakura made it a habit to wake up at 5:40 AM to put on her contacts and feign sleep for a few minutes so when Yukito wakes her up she'll have his mother's chocolate brown eyes.

It has become the couple's morning routine, 5:00 AM sharp Syaoran would get up and start on his daily exercise, after all a famous actor like him needs to stay in top shape at all times, right? And at 5:40 Sakura would get up do her morning routine and put on her disguise and wait for Yukito to bounce in their bedroom, jump on her and wake her up with a big kiss on her cheek.

Looking at her bedside table she was surprised to see how time had seem to passed quickly, and returned to her fake sleep. '3…2…1'

But instead of a loud cry of "Ohayo" accompanied by a loud banging of the door once it hits the wall, she was slightly surprised to hear the door creaking silently open, but she kept still keeping up her act. Completely unaware that she had just made the biggest mistake of her life.

Because as it seemed her wonderful husband and cute son had devised a devious way of waking her up, the two boys padded the room silently, the water guns armed and aimed at the poor innocent sleeping victim on the bed.

Her only warning, a loud battle cry: "ATTACK!!!"

Hikaru was woken from her fake sleep by wet thick liquid splashing all over her body and face, the two attackers were merciless. But Hikaru was not easily defeated, she was used to these things, she had been trained by the best fighters in all of Japan: Touya and Eriol.

Her training kicking in she immediately hid underneath the white comforter and cried.

Yup, she cried.

Loud.

The two stopped immediately.

"Hey sweetie, don't tell me you're really crying? We were just playing with you." Syaoran comforted carefully approaching the lump on the bed, he hadn't expected for Sakura to cry, he thought she had a good sense of humor so he had expected she'd do something to retaliate not cry! 'Maybe it was a bad idea to use the tomato sauce…'

"Playing? Well I didn't like it one bit! You even used tomato sauce and now my hair is ruined! It's going to smell like that for the whole day, maybe even a WEEK!" she cried out from under the covers. "And I have a photo shoot today! And my hair's ruined, I can't go there smelling like this!"

"H-hey it'll wash out! We can't cancel that's today; you gave them your word!"

"No it won't! Cancel the photo shoot! And I only agreed but I never promised anything!"

"Well what am I suppose to say, huh: 'Sorry my wife can't come she says she smells like tomatoes and doesn't want to come out from under the covers'?"

"How about, 'sorry but my incompetent self along with my son had chosen this day to attack her with tomato sauce using water guns and she can't come out because she's allergic to them and her entire face is already swelling'?"

'Allergic? She was allergic to tomatoes?' Immediately Syaoran felt as if he got punched in his stomach, it seems that he really had gone overboard with his prank and he felt horrible.

His guilt was slightly cut off when the lump had released a loud cry, "My face is swelling, and I smell like tomatoes… sob …I'm repulsive!"

All throughout the exchange Yukito only stood at the end of the bed, watching his parents argue. His gray eyes had looked apologetic, he never wanted to make his mommy cry, but his daddy had convinced him that it was going to be fun and that mommy would enjoy it. And now that his mommy was crying he felt scared that she might get mad at them! He had to do something!

Immediately he ran over to his mommy's huddled figure and embraced her tightly, his gray eyes tearing up in fear that his mommy was mad and it was his fault. "I'm sorry mommy, daddy made me do it!"

Syaoran sweat dropped. 'Traitor.'

"I promise I won't ever do it again! I'm sorry mommy, I love you so much!"

Hikaru only sniffled, her head peeking out to look at her son's apologetic face. Slowly she reached out her hand to wipe his tears, but her hand never got there because she immediately reached for his gun and started firing at Syaoran then at Yukito.

"Ahhhh! You cheated!" Yukito cried out, laughing as he got his other gun and started firing back. Syaoran did the same, it was two against one.

But remember, Sakura was trained for this kind of combat, she immediately grabbed the pillow threw it at Syaoran to distract him and lunged for Yukito. Once Yukito was in her possession she immediately aimed the gun at Yukito's plump cheek. "Don't shoot or Yuki here gets it!"

But instead of panicking, the toddler started laughing, he was enjoying this! To which Hikaru corrected him for. "Yuki-kun, you're not suppose to be happy, you're a hostage."

The boy nodded with a cute pout on his lips, as he thought of how he should act. Yukito tried to wiggle his way out and started to think of how he would act in such a situation- then he thought since he hated tomatoes, and though he was already covered by the stuff, he didn't want anymore. Drawing his emotions from that idea he whined. "Noooooooooooooo!"

It seems that acting was in his blood for Syaoran was so convinced that halted keeping his eye on his wife and son; any sudden movements might spell his son's doom- or at least for his clothes. "Alright, alright, you win…just don't hurt my baby!"

"Okay, put down your gun and kick it over here."

Syaoran did as he was told, the water gun however didn't reach Hikaru, for the kick was only light enough for the gun to reach only halfway. His eyes kept going from Hikaru to the gun. He was going to jump!

But as it seems that his wife saw it coming and had already lunged for it, surprisingly even with Yukito's added weight she was still faster. The moment his hand made contact with the gun, she immediately stepped on him and her gun aimed at Syaoran's hair!

'Crap!' was the only word that entered his mind when he saw her smiling wickedly at him.

"Hehehe…okay, fine I give up, you win." Syaoran sighed, as he pulled his hand away but Hikaru still kept her foot on it not letting him go. Syaoran only looked up, his eyes begging for release, but Hikaru's equally brown eyes told him that it was far from over and it scared him.

"C-c'mon, you win…you don't have to do this! I have a shooting later!"

"Well- you should've thought about that before attacking me!" With a smile she turned to Yukito and gave him a sweet kiss. "And you thought I would attack Yuki here…so what do you think Yukito, should I give it to daddy?"

"Yeah!" Yukito exclaimed, clapping his hand in excitement, betraying his father for the second time that day. He was so happy for no one had ever beaten his daddy at this game except for his mommy, and he was proud of it.

Hikaru only smiled and open-fired.

Wei was pleased with the breakfast he had laid out for the happy family, everyone could hear the laughter and screams from the master bedroom- their joyous sounds had filled the entire mansion, and it lifted everyone's heart.

Meiling was already at the table, though she lived in an apartment she always went to Syaoran's mansion for breakfast. A paper in hand, a PDA in the other and was currently talking with the costume designer with her headset and a smile on her lips as Syaoran's scream echoed throughout the hall.

When they heard footsteps enter the room Meiling looked up from her paper, and the Wei along with the attendants turned towards the direction of the sound and they all froze at the sight in front of them. The Li family entered the room all covered in some weird red concoction, their hair obviously sticky, and their noses were immediately assaulted by the smell of tomato sauce?

Sakura-with Yukito in her arms- was the first to enter, she had a smug smile plastered all over her stained face and Yukito had a proud smile on his cute baby lips. Syaoran had entered next with his usual cold look, the look he uses to intimidate others around him and it would have worked if he didn't look the way he did. For Syaoran had entered with more sauce than the first two, sauce was dripping all over his face and his chocolate-brown hair had turned to fiery red.

Snort!

Syaoran immediately turned a sharp glare towards the sound, it was his sister. He gritted, everyone was trying their best to keep their face straight not wanting to anger him. But no matter how hard they tried, the room immediately burst into laughter.

Syaoran sighed, he was embarrassed, annoyed and sticky all over, and they were all laughing at him! They were all laughing at his expense! But when Syaoran had stood up abruptly, the entire room was silenced, they were all expecting a scolding- even Yukito and Hikaru cringed and had closed both their eyes. But none came, instead what came out of the master's lips was: "I'm going to take a shower."

He left the room quietly, his head up, after all he still had his pride. Or whatever was left of it…if something was left. And as soon as he had exited, the entire room had erupted into another round of laughter, louder than first. He could even hear Yukito congratulate his mommy.

"Gee mommy, you were ruthless!"

Syaoran only smirked and walked on, "I'm going to get you back…Sakura."

SsSsSsSsSsS

Hikaru was currently sitting across Iwamoto Megumi, who was conducting the interview. While she answered the simple questions, which Meiling had coached her for earlier , she couldn't help but feel conscious. Sure she was able to remove the smell, thanks to three long hours of hard scrubbing and one entire bottle of lavender oil. But her skin was somewhat irritated thanks to the rubbing and though she stopped smelling like a tomato she was as red as one.

"I couldn't help but notice…you have a very attractive tan? How did you get that? Tan in a bottle or did you get that from a tanning salon?" Megumi interrupted, truly admiring Hikaru's color.

"Oh-um well it's my own."

"Oh really? What did you use?"

"Oh it's basically just tomatoes." She answered, with a sweat drop 'Lots and lots of tomatoes.'

"Really? I didn't know that tomatoes can actually be used directly…" she replied as she continued to admire Hikaru's tan.

"Oh yeah, but I used tomato sauce…and it's really good for the skin because it makes it smoother and you can absorb the vitamins and minerals through the skin so it's very healthy as well[1" She answered, gliding her finger over her skin to prove its smoothness, which Megumi did also and was yet again amazed.

"All right, so tell me did Yukito have a hard time with the idea of you being his new mom? I mean after all I think it's a common reaction for children who gets a step-parent… "

Hikaru shifter her position from the chair, thinking about her past experiences with Yukito. "Well, I think it's different with my case, because Yukito is still very young so he really doesn't have much memory of his late mom and at that time he really wanted to have a mother. So it really wasn't hard for Yukito to adjust to me and accept me as his mother."

"I see, so do you find it hard to be a step-mom?"

"Well I can tell you that no one ever prepared me for it, so yes it was pretty hard. When you become a step-mom you really need to know a lot about your kid, favorite food, allergies, hobbies- and you need to devote all your attention to them. And for step-moms sometimes you're only given a short time to take all this information in, because you weren't there for them during their first years to learn about those things- so it feels like you're making up for lost time.

And they really, really need to feel that they are loved and that you will always be there for them because at first they get this notion that you might leave them suddenly. I remember, for at least the first month Yukito would constantly get nightmares about me leaving him. But after a while it gradually fades."

"Did you ever have to deal with the typical step-mom problems?"

"You mean like rejection or feeling like you're intruding the family?" Hikaru cleared, to which Megumi only nodded.

"No, Yukito was very open to me. But I really have to say that I admire those women who have faced it and had overcome it. I know it's really hard to make a connection, and sometimes the child doesn't want to, because they feel like you're probably replacing their mother, but those step-moms still stuck to it anyway. And I guess when the child feels like they can find a friend in you, and then they won't feel threatened and will gradually open up to you."

Megumi nodded, as she turned to the last question of the interview. "Okay so we're about to end, what is the best advice you can give to step-mothers out there?"

"Ah…well to just be patient, and to love your child as openly as you can without any reservation. And to remember that no one can become a perfect family in an instant, it really takes a lot of time, a lot of hard work and lots of love."

Megumi could only nod and smile, "Thank you so much Hikaru-san, we really appreciate you sharing your time with us."

The two ended the interview with a handshake, and a little while later Hikaru was sent over to hair and make-up for the pictorials.

An hour later Hikaru was working the camera, or rather the camera was working her, either way she felt really conscious with the camera not knowing how to pose or how to execute what the photographer is telling her to do.

"I'm so sorry…it's just that I'm not so used to this…"

"It's alright Hikaru-san, all you need to do is just to relax, okay let's try this again. Just lean on the wall and look at the camera, don't smile and don't pout, just look at me with an icy kind of look, okay? Okay, okay there you got it."

Immediately the photographer started clicking away now that Hikaru had relaxed a bit, but right after a few shots she had started feeling a little bit unsure once again after all he was only taking one pose. So she moved, and the photographer stopped and the entire crew stopped, the entire shot was ruined.

"How about a break?" Meiling suggested to everyone, to which they all agreed to. As Sakura got closer to her she handed the poor girl a napkin and a glass of water. "Are you okay? It can get really stressful…"

"I know, I never knew that modeling could be so hard! I mean it's completely different from taking normal pictures with your family and friends, huh?"

"Yeah, but don't worry…you'll get the hang of it."

"Thanks." She replied dabbing the napkin on her face careful not to ruin her make-up. She had to admit she was really scared, she really didn't know what to do and she didn't want to waste everyone's time either.

Sakura looked around her, who would have thought that a girl like her would ever experience something like this? Modeling, interview and of course first-class treatment and everyone knew her. But unfortunately, everyone was a bit frustrated with her- she could feel it from the silence of the room. The photographer was seated in his chair, massaging his temples; Sakura sweat dropped at the sight. She almost wanted to go over there and apologize. Almost.

But as Li's wife she's not allowed to do that, at least that's what Meiling says. Syaoran is known for the fact that he's always perfect, his shots are always perfect, his delivery and his pose. The Li's are all about perfection, and if a person is perfect, then there is no room for mistakes and when there are no mistakes then an apology will not be needed. And now that Hikaru is a Li, mistakes are no longer an option and apologies are a no-no, she now had a name to live up to.

Talk about pressure.

"Mommy!" a loud voice cut through the silence of the room, everyone turned to the direction of the voice which came from none other than Li Yukito. And of course Yukito couldn't have come by himself; in his arms was favorite stuffed bear, Mr. Brom-brom- and was currently on the shoulders of his father, Li Syaoran.

"Yuki!" she called out, running to greet her husband and son with a quick kiss on the cheek each; which the photographer was also smart enough to take. While Hikaru busied herself with the young toddler, Syaoran approached Meiling.

"What's taking so long? I thought she'd be done by now…"

"Well Hikaru's feeling a bit conscious in front of the camera. She's rather stiff; do you think you can give her some advice or something?"

"I'll see what I can do." Syaoran then returned to Hikaru, he took Yukito down from her arms. "Yuki, daddy needs to talk to mommy right now, why don't you go to your auntie for a while?"

"Okie!" he answered cutely, running off to his aunt.

While he was running Sakura took note of Yukito's outfit, he was wearing a sailor's suit complete with a sailor's hat. 'Kawaii.'

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

But instead of answering her question he only pressed his lips against hers lightly, but it only took a few seconds for the kiss to turn intense, passionate. He was crushing her lips against his, pulling her so tightly against him as if he was melding their bodies into one, his hands lost somewhere in her auburn waves.

The kiss had shocked her, she immediately resisted at first knowing full well that everyone was probably already watching them and the more she resisted the tighter his arms got around her- he was somewhat crushing her. But as she leaned into the kiss, she felt her body go soft, her knees buckled that she had to hold onto Syaoran's suit to keep her balance, her head was spinning, swimming and her lips was burning, his kiss was burning her, intoxicating her, drowning her.

They were both very comfortable with their current position, they were both lost in the fiery dance of their kiss and they loved it. But the need for air became persistent, and Syaoran had to release Sakura.

"W-what was that for?" she asked a bit breathless, Syaoran's face was still a few centimeters away and her eyes traveled down to those sinful lips.

Syaoran was also looking at Sakura's kissable lips, it was so close, and it was so easy to just reclaim, he wanted to do it again and again. "It's supposed to help you relax. Are you relaxed now?"

"Y-yeah…th-thanks…"

The couple parted only to find that everyone had apparently gathered for the show, Hikaru could only blush at the crowd while Syaoran only smiled and planted a soft kiss on her forehead then walked to sit beside Meiling.

"All right everyone, show's over! Get back to work!" The director shouted. Everyone took their positions, and Hikaru had returned to her position in front of the camera more relaxed than ever.

Just as he expected it to be, Hikaru was finally able to get the hang of it and was no longer feeling uncomfortable in front of the camera. Yukito was sitting on his lap watching his mommy move from one pose to another.

"Wow, mommy's so beautiful."

"Hai…"

Yukito watched as her dress and her hair moved according to the wind provided by the fan, and when Hikaru's eyes met his and smiled at him the young snow rabbit felt something in him jump. Something calling onto him and without knowing it he slowly got off his father's lap and walked to get a closer look.

Hikaru had kept her loving gaze on Yukito and she had smiled at him as he moved closer, but stopped once he was beside the photographer. And without any warning he ran towards his mommy and jumped to embrace her, Hikaru though taken by surprise immediately caught him and planted a kiss on her cheek. Yukito giggled as he hugged and kissed his mommy back.

Syaoran had panicked at first and was about to retrieve his son and was ready to apologize for his son's interruption. Sure that little "Li's don't apologize" rule can be easily bent when it comes to his son; after all he was still young. But before once he got closer the photographer had stopped him, apparently he was still taking pictures of them.

"Go ahead, join in…it looks good."

Syaoran only nodded as he joined his wife and son, kissing the both of them. It was somewhat a strange moment, Yukito was being all cute and playful with them, and somehow they felt like a normal family just having fun with each other. Not a pretend family who's having a photo shoot in a studio.

'It's a bit nostalgic…' Syaoran thought as he watched the two sit down to play with Yuki's bear. Syaoran however was awoken from his thoughts when he heard Hikaru call out his name.

At the moment Yukito was sitting on his mother's lap while she was holding the bear up to Syaoran as if handing the bear to him, "Syaoran, look."

All of a sudden a memory flashed in front of his eyes.

They were on a garden, a younger Yukito nested in his mother's lap and Amaya was wearing a white sun dress, with a white hat that was covering her eyes from view. She was looking up at Syaoran and she was handing him a bear-the bear that she made for him when they first started dating.

"Syaoran, look! I fixed him!"

"Yes, you did a great job." He praised, he sat as he reached for the bear and gave her a kiss on the lips. "It's perfect, just like you."

Amaya only lowered her head at the compliment, she would always get embarrassed whenever Syaoran complimented her. After a few quiet minutes, she spoke up, "I wish we can be like this forever…a happy family."

"Syaoran-kun?"

"Daddy?"

Syaoran opened turned only to realize that he had blanked out and the two had been calling him to get his attention. "Oh-um sorry…something just came into mind."

When the photographer didn't reply, Syaoran took this as the photographer's way to ask if he could share what it was that came into his mind. "I was thinking if maybe you could take a family picture? Not for the magazine, for us to keep…"

The girls could be heard 'aaaaww-ing', the photographer nodded and he told some of the crew to bring a couch in for the family to sit on for their first formal family picture. Yukito was sitting on both Syaoran's and Sakura's lap with Mr. Brom-brom tucked in his arms.

And surprisingly, caught up in the joyful spirit of the moment, the photographer had a change of attitude. "Okay everyone, say cheese!"

CLICK!

As they got home, Hikaru tucked the sleeping Yukito in his bed while Syaoran headed to their room. Turning the dim lights on, he walked towards his dresser where a lone picture stood in the middle, it was framed with a simple silver frame. The picture was of him and Amaya, Amaya was carrying baby Yukito in her arms while Syaoran cooed at the baby with a stuffed bear in his hand.

Syaoran placed a hand on his chest where a similar picture as the one in the frame was kept hidden. He took an empty, silver frame and placed the new picture in it and carefully placed it on the drawer.

He stood there his finger over Hikaru's figure, 'She really looks like her…so much like her…'

It hurt him; it felt so much like he was replacing her, substituting her with a girl that looks exactly like her! It was as if he was cheating himself, making himself believe that Sakura was Amaya, that Amaya never died, that they were the family they used to be. And no matter how wrong he knew it was, he decided he was going to keep it.

'Now, we can keep this perfect family…forever.' Syaoran thought.

Author's Note: Wow, I really seem to like pictures, don't I? Oh well, I hope you enjoyed this, sorry it's a bit sad but it couldn't be helped. Anyway, please don't forget to leave a kind review on your way out, and thanks so much for your ongoing support and for sticking with me despite the fact that I always take a long time to update my fics.

This chapter is especially dedicated to my mom and to all the moms out there! Because I really think that they are the most sacrificial people out there, so you guys, appreciated your mom some more. Give her a little hug, a little kiss, and an "I love you" while you still can...

Thank you so much, I love you guys! Ja!

[1 I'm not really sure about this, if it's possible and all, I'm not a bio major- so um don't try this at home? (",)