AN: Yo! People. Grrr….I know I have another fic that's on hold cause of writer's block, but I should have a chap up by next week latest! At least I hope so…I had an inspiration for writing this and I felt like I should get this down ASAP. I was watching the ep of CCS when Sakura was Prince Charming and Syaoran was Sleeping "Beauty". Hope you enjoy! And, please…if you must flame do so with soft vocabulary and constructive criticism…J everything in **…** is eriol and syaoran im-ing each other telepathically…anything in *~…~* is sakura to one of the two. I'll distinguish between which one…
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~*In Tokyo*~
"Don't you *dare* drop that bag! All of these bags must be handled with the utmost care!" Tomoyo shrieked at the poor bellboy.
"Y-y-y-yes ma'am," The young man stuttered. 'How can such a beautiful woman be so pushy?!'
"Tomoyo-chan! You should be nicer. It's not like any of the clothes you made me will somehow be ripped or torn. You sewed the seams too well and the material is the best!" Sakura laughed, "You have nothing to worry about."
"Honto desu ka? Sakura-chan! KAWAII!" Tomoyo squealed and pointed to an adorable chocolate lab in a Chinese man's arms.
"T-t-tomoyo-chan…hoe…" Sakura sweat-dropped as the bellboy face faulted.
"Gomen nasai, Sakura-chan. But its so *kawaii*!"
This time the young man heard her and looked her way. Sakura noticed and quickly pulled out a magazine to cover her face as the young man made his way over. He had a confident walk that stated that he was the type of man/boy that was used to getting what he wanted. Mainly, women as easy bait. How difficult could it be in Japan?
"AI! Little bro! I'll be there in a sec, OK?!" he yelled over his shoulder.
"Fine! Whatever! Just make sure you don't scare all the women out of here!" A young man with brown hair and amber eyes called back.
"Ha! Funny," the elder muttered, "hello, sorry about my brother. He's not too good with people in *any* mood.'
"Yes. I can see that. Yet, what brings two Chinese-American citizens to Tokyo?" Tomoyo laughed.
"What? Oh, sorry. My manners are absolutely wretched. My name (excuse me those of you who prefer the original Japanese names! Had to think of something very Chinese!) is Li Hong Long. (aka…eriol!) That 'cute little boy' over there is my little brother Li Xiao Lang. Just call him Li and you can call me Eriol."
"Alright. Eriol-san. But you still haven't answered my question. What are you two doing here?" Tomoyo pressed on.
Sakura, who was by now turning red from her pent-in laughter, began to choke. Eriol never seemed to have trouble with anyone, let alone the opposite sex.
"Oh…well…I'm just here to support my brother."
"So, what's your brother doing here?" Tomoyo smiled sweetly.
"He's here for the pop sensation search. And you and your companion?" Eriol regained his cool as he began to loosen up to her style.
"Sakura and I are here for the sensation search as well. I am her support," Tomoyo pointedly looked away from him and looked at the chocolate puppy.
Sakura, o the other hand, had fallen over from her zealous laughter. Li walked over and helped her up.
"Unfortunately," he said, "I'm related to that ass. I'm LI, and you are?"
"Kinomoto Sakura. You came over from America, right?" She glanced at his clothing and his build. When she finally looked up, she noticed his eyes were a burning amber. She felt as if he could see through to her very soul.
"Yes, why?"
"Don't take any offense from this, but you look like the model of American preps!" Sakura apologized after she had ended her laughter.
"Yeah, I guess you're right!" Syaoran looked down at his Abercrombie™, forest green turtleneck and Gap™ khaki cargoes. He smirked. "So you're here for the sensation search?"
"Yeah, I take it that that's what you're here for too?"
"If it weren't for my mother, I would *not* be here! So you could say more or less."
"Bitter aren't we?"
"Yeah, more or less. What room did they give you?"
"Um…B232. Which room do you have?" Sakura smiled. She had been in Tokyo less than to hours and there was already a heartthrob in front of her asking for her room number. Not to mention worth watching for during the search.
"B231. I'll show you to your room if you want me to. Eriol can show Tomoyo to the room…I assume you two will be sharing the same room?"
"Yeah. You and Eriol as well I presume?"
"Unfortunately, yes." Syaoran shuddered.
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"You're not used to women being up front with you are you?" Tomoyo grinned.
"U-u-um…quite frankly. No. none of the women back at home ever gave me anything over checking me out and stuttering when I talked to them. So. You're quite a change." Eriol was staring at her with the strangest look on his face..
"I can imagine. Perhaps it's because I didn't fall head-over-heels for you." Tomoyo laughed.
'How can she take this so lightly?' He thought. He was confused. No other woman had ever managed to reflect his charm and not turn into a vulnerable creampuff. "Uh. It's not that. Just never mind." Eriol looked away after he felt the lab pull on its leash.
"Ok. Suit yourself." Tomoyo knelt down to pick up the puppy.
"What room are you staying in? We've been here for a while so, we know our way around."
"We?"
"Yes, my bro—where is he? Oh good God! Is that girl your friend?" Eriol sighed and dropped his head.
"Oh? Yes. It's Sakura. She's the girl who is going for the sensation search. Why do you ask?" Tomoyo pointed to her luggage.
"My brother just towed her inside. And the strange thing is that he hates people." Eriol shrugged.
"It's hard to hate Sakura. She's one of the nicest people in Tomoeda. She's a really friendly and naïve person," Tomoyo sighed, "it's just the way she is."
"Oh. Explains his personality change." Eriol laughed.
**She'll be fine. I'm taking to her room. You'd do the best to escort her friend as well. Ciao. Ass.** Eriol frowned as Syaoran's thoughts flew across his mind.
**Cute little brother of mine.**
**Nice to see you haven't lost your manners. Oh well Try not to flirt too much. She doesn't take too well to it.**
**How would you know?! And what room number is hers**
'No reply. Go figure. It's just like him to stop in the middle of a conversation!' Eriol silently.
"What's wrong?" Tomoyo looked over at him, worried.
"Huh? Oh. Nothing. Just realized that you probably don't know where your room is. Speaking of which, which room do you have?" He rushed through his words trying not to give into the temptation of leaving frogs in his brother's bed.
"Oh. Ok. Um…B232. I think Sakura has the extra keys." Tomoyo blurted.
"Extra keys?" Eriol looked at her questioningly.
"Her brother is so overprotective," was her simple answer.
"Oh, I see," the corners of his eyes crinkled up in mirth.
"Anyway. Why do you ask where my room is? I'm perfectly capable of finding it on my own," she let the words float out of her mouth.
"Maybe I just wanted to. My room number is B231. Now do you see why?" Eriol laughed at the expression on her face.
"Sumimasen. HEY! Watch it with that bag! If I find that one of them has fallen to the ground, then I am seriously going to torture the guy who dropped it!" She stopped, and took a well-needed breath.
Eriol threw back his head and gave way the full-throated laughter when he saw the nerve-wrecked bellboy drop the precious Versache baggage. "Are you always this protective about your luggage?"
"No. It's just that all of the clothes were made by me for Sakura to wear during the sensation search! And I don't want to remake any of them!" Tomoyo wailed.
"So, you're her manager and her costume designer? Suits you somehow."
"Thank you-oh-so-much. And you're here to support your brother?!"
"Yep. But now, as your bags are all carefully loaded, you need to go to your room. I'll show you where it is."
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**So. Cute little brother of mine. How far did you get with Ying Fa?**
**Farther than you've gotten with Tomoyo, I'm sure. Besides, it's not like I drop about 700 goddamn pickup lines in front of her!**
**You are gonna get it! Stupid, little a—**
**What the hell? The banquet is in about two hours. You should take Tomoyo to her room ASAP. She'll need the extra time to get two people ready.**
**Two people?! What the hell?**
**Tomoyo made the outfit and she's the only one who can actually figure them out without ripping any seams or screwing up the dress design. Dumb ass…**
**Shut up! Tadpole (cough hint cough). It's not like I memorized the girl's life story.**
**Someone sounds bitter. Was it because she didn't fall for your American charm?**
**Now you're gonna get it shorty!** Eriol let a smirk settle on his features as he contemplated on what to do to Xiao Lang before he went to sleep.
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"Li, what are you laughing about?" Sakura looked confused as Syaoran started laughing.
"Nandemonai. But if you must know, it's just that Tomoyo isn't falling for my brother's flirty bullshit. It's just funny. He was our school's playboy back in A, Cali.
"All the girls fell for him and all of them got their hearts broken. He's never been able to stay with one girl for longer than one week. So far, Tomoyo is the only girl who has resisted his "charm". That's why he's paying so much attention to her. He's so stubborn about this stuff that he's gonna try to make her fall for him and then break her heart just to prove he can." Syaoran finished.
"Wow. That's not a record I would be proud of if I were him." Sakura's eyes went wide. She honestly hadn't believed that such a good-looking guy could be so cruel and reckless when it came down to a girl's heart. (Excuse me to all the hot and very kind men out there!)
"That's the way he is. Mother never scolded him for it. She pretty much let him do whatever the hell he felt like doing. So you could say that he is spoiled rotten."
"Ouch. He must be. Oh well…ano…the banquet,,,isn't that in two hours?" Sakura began to panic.
"Yes it is. Why?" Syaoran looked over at her trembling figure.
"Where's Tomoyo? I need to get to my room. Now. Please?" Sakura looked at Li, eyes pleading.
"All right. Let's go." Syaoran resolved to put something really nasty in his brother's pillow.
**Yo. Get Tomoyo to her room before Sakura and I get there. Seriously. Ying Fa's about to collapse on me.**
**Yeah, yeah. Oy. I'll get her there in ten minutes. Take your time. We're on the top floor. So it'll take a bit. Chill out!**
**All right. What are you doing on the top floor anyway?**
**Tell you later. And besides, you have to deal with Ying Fa before she passes out!**
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"You should probably be getting to your room now. The banquet is in two hours." Eriol looked at Tomoyo strangely.
"Oh no! I still have to unpack Sakura-chan's dress for tonight! I need to get back there! Please? Hurry!" Tomoyo looked at Hong Long and he noticed that her eyes had begun to tear up.
"Calm down. I'll get you there in more than enough time. This is nothing to cry about." Eriol shushed her and wiped the tears from her face.
"But it's the first time I've ever—" Tomoyo looked up as she saw Li and Sakura run towards them.
"Tomoyo-chan! Daijobu desu ka?" Sakura walked over to Tomoyo and gave her a fierce hug. "I got worried when you didn't leave a note in the room." Sakura wailed.
"Daijobu desu yo. I left to get our refrigerator filled. (remember? She's rich!) So, Eriol took me to the desk to order everything. Sorry."
"I should've known you would've taken care of yourself." Sakura looked over at Eriol and gave him a half nod, half pull of her head in curiosity.
*~What's so interesting about her that you have to literally abduct her? I can tell when she's lying. She's only 23, not your usual type of easy woman.~*
Eriol's head popped up as he heard a new voice in his mind. "What the—" He stopped as he noticed that Sakura was glaring at him.
*~I assume by now that you know who this is?~*
*~How'd you get into my head? I wasn't even aware that you could do this!~*
*~Trust me. I don't know what you're trying to do to her, but you can rest assured that you want to be extremely careful with her or else it will be your hide. IN English, Be a gentleman!~*
*~So, now you're her guardian angel? Makes a hell of a lot of sense.~*
*~Just take it. I realize that you and LI can do this as well. Tell him before I'm ready and I swear I will hurt you.~*
(Sakura has a bad side! No. actually, she's just looking out for Tomoyo like Tomoyo has been watching her for the last ten years.)
*~Point taken. You have my word. The word of a *gentleman*~* Eriol snickered as he saw the anger passing over her angelic face.
"Sakura, are you ok?" Syaoran looked over at her paling figure, worried.
"Nandemonai yo. I'm fine. Tomoyo-chan. We should get going," Sakura quietly replied.
"Hai. Let's go. I still have to unpack your dress," Tomoyo ran down the hall to B232 with Sakura trailing.
"See you later!"
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ok people. Damn! Writing a chap like that is gonna kill me, cause I write it, proof it, then I type it and takes so friggin long! So, I'll try to update asap down the line, but I don't know how that's gonna go…but I'll try to see if I can finish this before writer's block kicks in! ttyl. And joe, don't get on my nerves.. this damn thing weighed in at 2420 words! Till the next chapter!