A/N: Konnichiwa adoring CCS fans that are dying to know what happens in this very chapter of Reunited Lovers. Before I continue with the fic, first comes first:
Whoever sent me the review (it's review number 73) that my entire story sucks, and that S+S sucks that's your problem. IN the summary it obviously mentioned an S+S romance, so look before you leap. Next, if you don't like S+S, why did you bother reading and reviewing the story? I also noticed that review number 73 wasn't a registered author, so that person doesn't know the hard work and effort it takes to write a decent story! Lastly, I usually accept all reviews, whether it is good or bad, so I can improve the story. Apparently review number 73 is totally biased on S+S fics. I believe I speak for all CCS authors who write S+S fics when I say FUCK OFF!!!
*Cough* Ahem, please excuse my outburst of ranting and raving you may now continue with the fic/notes.
If you're wondering, I had a kick ass time in Canada. (I had WAY too fun Toronto!) So anyway if you're still reading this, you can stop now. Stop reading. Read fic. Now. A more significant author's note will be at the end of the fic.
Disclaimer: how many times does this have to be done? If you must read it, it's at the first chapter. Now you can't sue me! Muhahahah!
Day 7: Syaoran woke up at 3am in the morning in a cold sweat. He checked his surroundings. Apparently, he was in the Kinomoto living room, Sakura sleeping in his lap, out cold. The television continued to blare on. Syaoran remembered they had been watching the late night movie downstairs and must have drifted of into sleep. He rubbed his eyes and gazed at the beautiful angel in his lap, another 'too good to be true' feeling ran within him.
Syaoran repositioned himself in a lax posture and flipped through the channels in hopes to fall asleep again from boredom. He stopped at an infomercial channel advertising women's jewelry. His eyes widened at the sight of a petite sapphire ring that twirled on the revolving stand. That would look SO perfect on her finger, he thought, she'll love it. The advertising lady on the screen chattered away describing the features of the ring. The only words that went through his were "Only 2 dozen left! Call this number! Now!" Syaoran reached over to the telephone conveniently on the table next to the sofa and immediately dialed the number.
"Hello? Yes- I would like one of those. Yeah the blue sapphire one! Okay Domo Arigato! That's the address. Rush delivery today onegai! Exactly how fast will it arrive? Twelve noon? I guess that will have to do. Ja ne." then placed the phone on the receiver.
Syaoran glanced at his watch, "about eight more hours to go."
He gazed back down at his angel; she hasn't stirred at all, how innocent she looks just now…he smiled to himself. He stroked her cheek gently, falling quietly back to sleep.
Syaoran awoke to the sweet aroma of Sakura's deliciously fresh pancakes.
"Ohayo." She greeted him warmly.
"Ohayo." He replied sleepily.
"Looks like I woke up before you today Syaoran."
"I suppose so." He secretly smirked to himself.
Together they sat down at the table of the Kinomoto kitchen to eat a late Sunday morning breakfast.
"Syaoran,"
"Hai?"
"Do you want to go to the spring festival?"
"Mochiron (Of course), tsumari, (that is to say), If I may go with you."
"Hai." she smiled cheerfully.
They continued to eat in silence, only flashing smiles and blushing at the sight of each other, Touya asleep, them eating breakfast, in the Kinomoto household, alone. Breakfast was coming to an end and Syaoran volunteered to do the dishes as Sakura went to take a shower. Syaoran glanced at this watch again; "It's 9:57 am." About two more hours until it arrives.
A thought came upon Syaoran, how will I receive the ring without her noticing? Suddenly an idea popped into his head, I'll get Tomoyo to receive it! He picked up the phone and dialed the number of her house. It rang, and continued to ring annoyingly until a maid answered but he couldn't reach Tomoyo because of how times he was transferred to different people who wouldn't put him through.
He put down the phone, failed and confused. Syaoran paced back and forth through the kitchen noticing a little yellow sticky note on the refrigerator. It said:
Tomoyo's new cell number. Direct Link to Tomoyo-Chan!
Below the phone number was written. Syaoran immediately punched the number in hoping Tomoyo would pick up. Eventually it worked and a cheerful voice could be heard on the other end of the line.
"Moshi, Moshi?"
"Oha-"
"Sakura! I have just finished making the most kawaii outfit for you!"
Syaoran sweat dropped.
"Anou…Ohayo. I'm Syaoran."
"Ara (oh)? Yoshi (okay)!"
"I have a favor to ask of you."
"A favor ne?"
"Hai. Can you receive the ring I ordered on the television because it's being delivered to this house as we speak?"
"Kitto (surely)."
"I also need a way to get it without Sakura finding out until…well…um, when are you supposed to give the loved one the ring to prove you love that person forever?"
Tomoyo giggled.
"Ara, you don't appear to be familiar with Japanese tradition. Traditionally, you the man, must give your beloved woman the ring at sunset to in representation of love until the end of time when the sun may be gone but your true love will never die."
"That explains quite a lot."
"Mochiron. Its tradition."
"Well, what about you getting it at the house so Sakura doesn't find out?"
"Ara!"
"Nani?"
"That reminds me, Eriole-kun is arriving today from England. He had visited his home just three days ago so he wanted to come back today during the festival. Someone has to pick him up around 11am today."
"Sakura and I will get him then."
"Kanzen (Perfect)."
"Ara, one more thing."
"Nani?"
"How am I supposed to get the ring from you?"
"I'm not sure."
"What if we ate lunch together at the festival?"
"That could work."
"Hai. Demo, how?"
"We'll find a way." Tomoyo assured him.
"Yoshi. Arigato. Ja ne!"
"Itashimashite (Your Welcome)! Ja ne!"
They both hung up as Sakura had come downstairs fully dressed.
"Who were you talking to Syaoran-kun?"
"Tomoyo, she told us to pick up Eriole-kun at the airport."
"Ara, that's right."
They both glanced at the clock; "We better get going!"
A/N: Okay! So how did you like the fourth chapter? Gomenasai I took so long, but I began to get a writer's block. Anyway, my head is full of ideas now so I'm going to torture you into having this entire seventh day last for quite awhile! ^_^ If this is legal…(I put a disclaimer in the first chapter, I think its okay…) I dedicate my story Reunited Lovers, to my cousin Karlo in Canada because he encourages me by wanting to read my pointless stories. (BTW: Karlo, if you are reading this, two words: Banana Fish.)