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-Our own passion for the dream-

On this lovely morning, Tokyo is already full of people. Many of them are heading toward their workplace or school, or university. Well, anyplace that is their destination. But let's just focus on our main character.

Tomoyo Daidouji, the main character in this story, is working her way through the horde of people. She had dark wavy hair -with some purple strands- that reached her waist and a beautiful pair of amethyst eyes. Today, she wore casual outfits: A brown shirt and dark jeans, but anything she wore will look perfect on her body.

Tomoyo entered the cafe. She looked around the place to spot that person she was supposed to have a meeting with him. A smile appeared on her face when she saw the dark blue hair in the corner of the cafe. She walked closer to him, "Sorry, I'm late."

Tomoyo took a seat opposite of him and gave him her business smile. She took out the paper and held it out for him to sign. "Now, Hiiragizawa," She leaned closer and lowered her voice volume before continue, "All you had to do is sign here, and the deal is on." She pushed the pen in his direction and waited.

The man lifted the paper and read the words before signing it. His eyebrows raised a little while he read it. "I disagree with rule number 3, 4, and 7."

"Why?" Tomoyo complained.

Eriol scowled and threw the paper on the table, "The hell, Daidouji, I knew that brain of your always up to no good. I disagreed with rule number 3: Always wear anything as long as it's the Greatest Daidouji Tomoyo design. First of all, you aren't the greatest, and secondly, I will wear any clothes that I want as long as she noticed me. Change it."

Tomoyo forced herself to hold the smile on her face when she said, "No, this also one of the plans to make my brand go famous. If you wore my brand frequently, then people will start to notice it. Besides, I will design clothes that matched you perfectly, Hiiragizawa-san." She added stress when she said his name.

"Then added except because when I sleep at least, I want to wear some comfortable clothes."

The smile on her face slowly began to waver a little, "Are you calling my clothes uncomfortable, Hiiragizawa-san?"

"Itchy and ill-fitting. Don't go mad at me, Daidouji-san. I'm truthful here."

'That damn smirk irks me a lot! Someday I will wipe it off!' The corner of her smile started to itch a little. Tomoyo took a deep breath as she calmed herself. "Okay, except sleep. Done."

Before she could put the pen down, he added, "and underwear. That is if you want to make me some, Ah, wait, don't. I don't want little me to felt the same pain."

Tomoyo gritted her teeth as she answered him through her gritted teeth, "Go to hell, Hiiragizawa."

Eriol chuckled, "You first, Daidouji-san."

"Let's move on to the next number you oppose," She scanned the next number, that is number four: Always agree to every invitation. "What's wrong with number 4? Isn't that a great idea?"

"No."

Tomoyo waited for him to continue, but he didn't. She sighed and explained, "If you go to every party, whether it was a birthday party or company party, it will give you the chance to get everyone's attention. And I expected you to get everyone's attention. That way, you could start by making a good impression and great status."

"Don't forget, Daidouji. We haven't got any invitations to any social event. Both you and me."

"You right. We will work on that later."

"Besides that, I wanted one whole day free for myself."

Tomoyo thought about his word before agreeing. "Okay, Then on Monday." She wrote it next to the printed number. Then her eyes scanned the number 7: Always told each other anything as long as it connected in the fashion district. She wasn't comfortable with this either, but the thought of Eriol cheated their contract is high will appear near future. "Hiiragizawa, you are a man possible to do anything, include lying and deceiving. I will not fall into one of your tricks."

He put one of his hands on his heart and used that wounded expression as he sarcastically replied, "My, You should pay attention to my weak heart, Daidouji. I think it has a slight crack on it."

"Don't care and never will."

"Ouch."

"Stop being childish, Hiiragizawa." Tomoyo glared at him, "We both know what you can do, and I hope you won't."

"Won't what, darling?"

She didn't hide her expression of disgust when he said that word. "Stop calling me that. And please, Hiiragizawa, are you that dumb that still need me to spell it." A small smirk appeared on her face when she saw his frown.

A waitress came and handed her a menu. Tomoyo took it and scanned the menu, 'What should I had for today's breakfast?' After a while, she smiled at the waitress, "I will have one green-tea pancake and a hot chocolate."

The waitress nodded and wrote it down in her mini-book. Tomoyo handed the menu to Eriol, who shook his head and stood up. "Well, then, ladies, I must go." He gave a wink at the waitress, who blushed.

Tomoyo rolled her eyes as she handed the menu back to the waitress, who is still blushing. 'What did she see on that man? Anyways, Thank god he is already gone.' Tomoyo let out a couple of coughs to get the waitress's attention away from the door. 'He has already gone, yet you still dazed at the door? I really don't get it, but on the other hand, I am amazed by your flirty skill Hiiragizawa.'

The waitress took the menu with a flustered look before head back to the counter to hand the order. Tomoyo chuckled, 'I think this plan will perfectly go well if he followed all the rules.' A devilish thought appeared on Tomoyo's head.

'All I had to do is for him to sign this damn contract, and then the play starts there!'

(Skip to some random scene for this story)

A man with dark brown hair and amber eyes looked around the hallway as he tried to find the right door. "Where is it?" His eyes looked at each name that tacked on each door. "Eriol... Eriol... Eri- Find it!" A smile appeared on his face when he spotted the name he searched for: Eriol Hiiragizawa.

His knuckle knocked on the door three times and opened it without waiting for the owner's answer. The room is small but quite simple: a single bed, a table, a mirror, and a small fridge. And chairs, where one of the cast, name Eriol Hiiragizawa occupied one right now.

Eriol looked up from the book to stare at him. His left eyebrows raised in confusion at Syaoran's expression. Eriol expected to see anger, annoyance, or maybe rage coming from his best friend at what he had unexpectedly done. "May I ask what does that smile on your face mean?"

"I was just happy for you."

Eriol's expression didn't change as he didn't believe a single word coming from him, but he didn't want to push either because he would not back away from this rare chance. "So, what's up?"

Syaoran took a seat beside Eriol and leaned his head on his hand, who lean on the table. "Nothing much to tell. Anyways, Sakura wouldn't tell me a thing about the story."

Eriol stared at Syaoran while decided whether to tell him or not. 'Either way, he will chop my head if he found out about it.' He thought nervously. Eriol averted his gaze back to the thick book in his hand, "The genre is just fantasy."

"I see. A bit of mythical then?"

"Something like that."

"..."

"..."

"...Then?"

"I'm not going to spoiler it."

Syaoran sighed, but something on the table caught his attention. Eriol also noticed it and cursed himself silently. Syaoran's hand quickly reached for it before Eriol could hide it away. It wasn't the script book Eriol was holding at the moment, but it was the original storyline. In other words, it is the novel where the idea originated.

Syaoran turned the book around and read the description, while Eriol gave another silent curse to himself. All he could do is wait. Syaoran's eyebrows lifted, "Oh. It's a fantasy romance, and you lady is Miss Lilacy McLeon."

"..."

"And if my guess is right, this is enemies to lover kind of things." Syaoran smugly leaned his back on the chair as he read the description. "I hoped the director put some intimacy scene in the drama."

Eriol almost fell from his chair when he heard his best friend's comment. His eyes were rounded in surprise and shock as he looked at Syaoran with a disbelief expression. "Y-You... I can't believe it. Is my hearing problematic? Do you know what had you just said!?"

Syaoran was surprised at the sudden reaction coming from Eriol. The Eriol he knew always jokes around playfully and acted like a playboy. He never heard the time Eriol raised his voice in front of him. "Dude, chill out. What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me!? What's wrong with you!? I thought you love Sakura-san so much-"

"I do love her!"

"Then why do you wish for an intimate scene when you know that the heroine is none other than Sakura!?" Eriol stood up from his chair.

Syaoran lifted his left eyebrows as he asked, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"As I say, Sakura-"

Syaoran cut Eriol before he could finish his word, "Sakura is the ex-heroine."

The room was silent for a whole five minutes before Eriol finally come to his sense. The information he received is so hard for him to understand as only a single word came from his mouth, "What?"

'I wondered what's on Sakura's head right now... She suddenly called me and offered me a job that will help with my brand.' Tomoyo walked inside the big door and headed toward the counter. The pretty lady with dark-short hair smiled as she greeted her with a warm welcome.

"I would like to meet with Mr. Daisuke, please." Tomoyo requested.

The lady nodded and called Mr. Daisuke through the phone on her right. They changed a few words before the lady smiled back a Tomoyo. "Mr. Daisuke will wait for you on the fifth floor, room staff."

"Thank you." The amethyst lady began to move toward the lift and wait. She looked at the watch on her wrist. It made an unconscious smile appeared on her face as she remembered the time she received it.

How could she forget? Even though this wasn't mean for her in the first place. The feeling of happiness when she received the present seems to win. The item had become something she couldn't let go of for a day. The other reason is that this is the first present she received from that person.

'I wonder if I didn't proclaim my love to him, will he ever notice about my feeling toward him?' Since that day, the person Tomoyo love suddenly put a distance between them. Her heart ached at the loneliness and hurt by his action. But she couldn't do anything to change it, and she won't regret her decision to confess.

It's better if he noticed her feeling than being hidden with him never realized the love she had for him.

Tomoyo entered the lift when the door slid open. She pressed the button with the number five and waited again as it began to move up.

When it reached the fifth floor, the elevator door automatically slid open. Tomoyo stepped out of the elevator and looked around for the staff room. She asked some of the people in the corridor for guidance.

"Here is it." She does a double check on the name tag read 'Staff only.' Tomoyo knocked on the door three times and waited for permission to enter.

"Come in." Shouted the person from the room behind the door.

Tomoyo pushed the door open and saw four people inside the room. The person on the left wore glasses and had dark brown hair with brown eyes. He spoke when he noticed Tomoyo, "You must be Daidouji Tomoyo, I presume?"

Tomoyo bowed a little as she introduced herself in front of the new people.

"She is even more perfect than we imagine." The lady with blonde hair said as her eyes glimmering in happiness.

"Not bad." The person with black sunglasses commented before walking closer to Tomoyo. Tomoyo felt uncomfortable when the guy with silver hair looked at her from head to toe, then back again, and one more. "S-sir?"

The man gave a sudden thumb-up toward the other three, which surprised Tomoyo. "Okei! Let's get started." The three people cheered up. Each one of them walked toward Tomoyo to congratulate her.

The woman with blonde hair gave her a big book and a novel. She explained, "You will play as the heroine, and if there's something you can't understand just feel free to ask us."

"Wait, I think-"

"Oh, and this is the original story. We adapted this from that novel. I recommended you read the whole story to get into your character."

Tomoyo was lost. 'I just entered the room, and they suddenly agree on something without my thought? Before I could retort or say anything, she just handed me books. What's going on?'

"Wait," Tomoyo quickly turned around to face the last person who is about to left the room. "Could you explain to me-"

However, the person waved her off before she could finish her sentence, "Sorry, but we had other stuff to do, just remembered your part as Lilacy. Bye!" Then the person ran off somewhere in this building, leaving Tomoyo alone.

'What did I get myself into?' Her eyes looked down at the books in her hand.

Can you link it together? Can you guess the plot? (￣ω￣;)