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Koishiteru!

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Diary of Sakura Kinomoto

Chapter 11:

The next morning, Sakura decided to re-read the will.

The Kinomoto Mansion in Tokyo, Japan in the Eastern Regions at Junho Road will be inherited by my granddaughter, Sakura Kinomoto.

"Mansion? Ooo-la-la!"

The title of leader of C.B gang shall be bestowed upon my granddaughter, Sakura Kinomoto, by the top leaders of the C.B gang after my death.

"Oh what a perfect life. My children will now grow up innocently in the hands of two gang leaders as their parents. Luffly. Top leaders, huh. Who might that be?"

My granddaughter, Sakura Kinomoto, is to marry the eldest son of the Li Family as they have been a great ally to the C.B gang. Should there be any case whereby the Li Family does not bear a son, a first degree cousin of the Li Family will take over his place.

"Taken care of!" Sakura smiled as her mind was filled with that oh-so-messy-chocolate-brown-hair, oh-so-haawwwwwwt-and-intense-amber-eyes. And not to mention… a six-pack which is oh-so-obvious through his shirts? Sweet life!

All other both major and minor property of items are to be handed down to my granddaughter, Sakura Kinomoto, no questions asked.

And finally, I shall leave my fortune worth 16.5 US billion dollars to my granddaughter, Sakura Kinomoto, which shall be passed to her at any point of time if she requests for it. The bank details are encased in the other two pages.

"What on earth happened to Touya, Mother and Father?" Sakura mumbled. "Nevermind! I'll just give them the mansion. 16.5 billion dollars can buy me a palace, baby!"

Sakura laughed to herself. She had a heart of gold, of course she would be donating some money… some.

Someone knocked on the door and someone (with oh-so-messy-chocolate-brown-hair, oh-so-haawwwwwwt-and-intense-amber-eyes and oh-so-nevermind) poked in.

"Sa-ku-wa!" Syaoran said oh-so-cutely with breakfast still stuffed in his mouth.

Sakura laughed as she watched her oh-so-handsome soon-to-be husband struggling to swallow down his breakfast as he walked into her room.

Gulping one last time, Syaoran said, "Wanna go out for dinner with me tonight?"

"Only you?" Sakura raised her eyebrow.

"You don't want me?" Syaoran pouted.

"I'll have to think about that," Sakura laughed.

Syaoran took that as a yes. He grinned cheekily as he walked out of her room. "Eight O' clock! La DeSelle restaurant downtown. Dress well!"

"What do we tell the rest?"

Syaoran stopped abruptly and turned around slowly. He grinned again. "Sweetie, you're never too innocent to spout out a little lie."

"Gotcha, hubby." Sakura winked.

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7.30

Syaoran snuck out of the house quietly in a tuxedo.

7.40

Sakura, dressed grandly for dinner at the super famous and expensive restaurant, had tried to do the same, but got caught as she passed the living room, where Tomoyo, Eriol, Rika, Naoko, Aki and Kyuota were sitting on the sofas discussing things again. We all love to talk.

"SAKURA!" Tomoyo yelled out.

Sakura jumped in surprise and tried to smile innocently. She was wearing a black silky dress that was strapless and sleeveless. The dress hugged her tightly and loosened at the waist down to just above the knee. The top was decorated with tiny diamonds. She wore high-heels that were strapped up to just above the ankle and she a simple necklace and earrings and had light make up put on.

"Y-yes?"

Sakura feared what she was going to say.

Tomoyo smiled. "You look beautiful."

Sakura stood there for a moment, unsure of what to say. "Uhmm… Thanks?"

Sakura was getting really uncomfortable. 6 pairs of eyes staring intensely at her. What on earth?! The same thing was going through all their minds, 'IS SHE GOING ON A DATE WITH SOMEONE ELSE?!'

"Well uh," Sakura smiled nervously and made a gesture towards the door. "I'll just be going now."

"WHERE!"

"WHO!"

"WHEN!"

"HOW!"

"WHY!"

"WAIT!"

"AHH!" Sakura yelled, surprised at the sudden outburst of questions. "I'm going to be late guys! Answer your questions later. Ja!" And she walked out the door.

The six-some sighed. Then, Tomoyo's eyes lit up. "Who's up to following Saks?" The five other people lifted their heads slowly and looked at Tomoyo, all grinning mischievously.

Sakura quickly left the house and spotted Syaoran's car in a short distance away, to avoid the other six people see them together. She walked quickly to the car.

"Why, hello gorgeous." Syaoran grinned.

Sakura overcame her shock of being bombarded with questions, smiled cheekily. "Looking quite charming today yourself, handsome!"

They both laughed and left for the restaurant.

Little did they know, six other people tightly squished in another car, was following them.

"Well, Eriol, Tomoyo. You both look mightily comfortable." Aki said, rolling his eyes. Eriol and Tomoyo took the two front seats. Aki, Kyuota, Rika and Naoko were nice and cosy at the backseat.

"Oh shut up!" Tomoyo snapped, grinning. "I came up with this genious-ified idea to follow them!"

Aki was about to retort, when Eriol raised a rather interesting point.

"Isn't that Syaoran's car?"

Everyone snapped their heads to the car they were following.

Tomoyo started, "Syaoran's car… is a… black convertible…… and… the…" By this time, the gang was smart enough to realize it already. Slow Tomoyo! "the… car… in that we're… following…… IS A BLACK CONVERTIBLE!"

Tomoyo gasped. "IT'S SYAORAN'S CAR!"

The gang rolled their eyes. "Well spotted, Tomoyo." Kyuota said sarcastically.

"Oh shut up!"

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"Wow… Beautiful…" Sakura breathed, as she entered the absolutely grand and famous La DeSelle restaurant. It was her first time, because she had only gotten rich recently.

Syaoran smiled.

"Reservations?" The waitress asked politely.

"Li."

She gasped. "T-this way please!" She brought them to a quiet individual room. Candlelight, lush red carpets, shiny gold plates and crystal wine glasses – you name it.

As soon as the waitress left, Sakura exclaimed, "Is this totally SERIOUS?! WOW!"

"Yes, totally serious." Syaoran smiled as he looked at the beauty in front of him.

Behind closed doors, Syaoran and Sakura suddenly heard some commotion outside.

"Let me go in!"

"I'm sorry, miss. You must have a reservation. And… you are not appropriately dressed for this restaurant."

"WHAT THE -?! LET ME GO IN!"

"I'm sorry miss! You will have to leave!"

"Ugh!"

"Miss! Miss! Wait! You can't go in there!"

BOOM.

The door slammed open.

For Sakura and Syaoran, revealed a very pissed Tomoyo who looked like she just had a nice argument and the other five behind her.

For the six-some, revealed two very amused and confused people.

"Sa…ku…ra?" Tomoyo asked, confused. "I thought you and Syaoran were angry with each other…"

Sakura and Syaoran jumped up in surprise. Oh. Righhhht. Sakura looked at Syaoran. "He asked me to go out with him today. I assumed it was an apology."

"What?!" Syaoran gasped, as though in disbelief. "I took you out so that you would have a chance to apologise to me!"

"S-o-r-r-y is no where in my dictionary for you, Li." Sakura spat.

Tomoyo frowned. "Come on guys…"

"W-i-l-l-y-o-u-m-a-r-r-y-m-e is in my dictionary." Syaoran smirked.

Tomoyo gasped.

Eriol smirked.

Kyuota laughed.

Aki grinned.

Rika and Naoko smiled.

Sakura stared. Gosh. Don't tell me she's still trying to figure out what it is! Sakura suddenly gasped very loudly.

Syaoran grinned and bent down on one knee, and opened the box. The box holding a very big, very shiny, very expensive……

drum rolls

PEANUT!

Nah, just joking. You should know what it is.

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Awww. Short chapter. I don't know what else to add in the plot.

Well. SEE YOU:D