My Idol:

A Cardcaptor Sakura FanFiction

Chapter Eleven: On with the Show

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Sakura like what she Tomoyo said, when they first started this play. Aoi coming to this play?! She thought with a frown. Tomoyo seemed to love to play matchmaker, and throwing things into chaos. She even remembered the play in elementary school, when Tomoyo was made the princess, and she was the prince. She sighed and shook her head. Today was the day of the play, and after countless hours of rehearsals, tears and tantrum. They finally managed to pull it through for the play. What bothered her the most for this play, was Tomoyo's insistence of the kissing scene. Her gut told her there will be trouble for today. Her instincts were never wrong. She shook her head, and got off the bus. Her mind whirling with thoughts. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Nothing wrong is going to happen. Nothing! Nothing! It's just like performing on stage, singing and giving the crowd what they want. She tried to think positively, but there was still a sinking feeling at the bottom of her stomach.

"You ok?" asked a quiet male voice.

She turned around, and standing behind her was the last person she wanted to see.

"Do I look ok to you?" she demanded.

Syaoran shrugged, he looked rather pale and looked rather nervous. That's not the usual Syaoran.

"I don't know," replied Syaoran timidly, "But, let's just do our best today ok? My brother would be there, and he said he was looking forward to it. Since it starred you."

Sakura almost went white a the thought of him coming to see her. She knew that something was wrong. She forced a cheerful smile on her face.

"That's nice! It's nice that I have a fan already!"

Syaoran frowned at that, but didn't say anything. The tension between them seemed to have raised up a couple of notches.

"Is… Is your sister going to be there?" asked Syaoran after minute or so of awkward silence.

She cringed a little at that question. Truthfully, she rather not have Syaoran ask that question. But then Aoi came into view, and was heading straight for them. Her eyes widened and she gulped as his figure came closer and closer towards him. She had to get out of there, quick. By the time she had decided her escape route, Aoi was standing next to Syaoran, and slung his arm over Syaoran's shoulder.

"Hey, little brother!" Aoi said rather cheerfully, "I can't wait for this play to start."

Sakura gave a small smile, and just nodded.

"Glad you could come," said Syaoran with a smile.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world!" Aoi said with a wink at Sakura. Sakura stared at Aoi in fear, but didn't say anything. "So, what were you guys were talking about? Before I came here?"

Sakura's heart sank as Aoi asked that question.

"I just asked her whether her sister, Yuki Hitori would be there, isn't that right Sakura?" replied Syaoran.

What could she say? That Syaoran was lying? It wasn't fair to drag the younger brother into her relationship mess. She just nodded, fearing that any more words, could cause serious damage.

"Oh, she'll be there all right" stated Aoi in a matter-of-fact tone. "She'll be there."

It seemed to her, that the last question was her cue to get out of here. She was going to take her chance and just get away from Aoi.

"Y-yeah, she'll be there," she said with an awkward smile. "Look at the time!" she gasped. "I better get going to the dressing room! Nice meeting you Syaoran's older brother!"

She didn't wait for a reply, she just scuttled out of there. Not looking back the confused expression on Syaoran's face. Not even looking back at the hint of a smirk on Aoi's face.

She ran up the stairs towards the dressing room. Her mind was whirling, not sure what was Aoi's true intentions with her, and worried for Syaoran's safety. Syaoran's a big boy now, she scowled at herself, I'm sure he can handle his own brother. She didn't want to think any more, and shook her head. The door of the dressing room was slightly open, telling her to enter the room. She took a deep breath, and shook her head, trying to clear those unpleasant thoughts out of her mind. Then forcing a smile, she stepped into the room.

"Ohayou, mina-san! (Good morning, everyone)" she shouted as she stepped in the room.

"Ohayou, Sakura!" voices came greeted her, as she walked into the room.

Tomoyo was already there, and her eyes widened in delight as Sakura stepped into the room. She ran over the Sakura, and pulled her towards the dressing table.

"You have to change now!" Tomoyo exclaimed in excitement.

Sakura rolled her eyes, no matter how many times she worn that dress, Tomoyo always squealed in delight. She looked like as if Christmas came early.

"Ok ok!" Sakura said with a laugh.

She took the dress off the rack and stepped into the changing cubicle. The soft swishing of the material could be heard as she chatted with Tomoyo. Talking to Tomoyo was soothing and something that Sakura enjoyed, even if her friend could get over excited sometimes. She was changing into her costume. It was everyday wear clothing, just Tomoyo had made them look like they have gone past many owners.

"Well?" she asked. Stepping out of the cubicle.

Tomoyo nodded and an excited glint entered her eyes.

"Looks like our Cinderella all right~" she squealed, rubbing her cheeks with Sakura.

Sakura just smiled feebly, as she was ushered back to the dressing table. As soon as she sat down, brushes was pulled out and powders was applied to her face. She relaxed a little, this was something she was used to. She closed her eyes, and the lines of the play came to her, she took a deep breath and smiled. She was going to be fine.

"Ten minutes before we have to start!" a voice sliced through her train of thoughts.

"Ok! We're almost ready!" Tomoyo replied.

Sakura opened her eyes, and stepped into her shoes. If she remembered correctly, the first scene would be when she was at home, doing those chores that the step mother and her step sisters made her do. She honestly thought it was unlike Tomoyo to start it off like this. Tomoyo's style was to dazzle the crowd and draw the audience slowly into the story, before finishing it off with a big bang. She took a deep breath, as she stepped behind the stage, everyone looked nervous and worried about the show. But Sakura would show them what she was made of.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Class 1-C would perform 'My Idol: A Cinderella story with a twist!" announced a voice.

She heard polite applause and watched as the curtain came up. This was it, she must get on with the show.

AN: Sorry for the belated update. My life gets rather hectic, in between work and uni and assignments. D: Nothing seems to slow it down! But! Because now I have more access to the computer I should able to update once a week or something like that. Maybe less as assignments are starting to be due! Thank you for the fans who have stayed with me so far! I promise I would finish this story! Even if it kills me. xD! Please give me your reviews and constructive criticism is welcomed!