Hello minna-san!!! Enchanted Pink Jade here! I am happy to present you with chapter three!

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Cherry Blossoms 101.8 FM

Chapter Three: Let's Go To The Mall!

By: Enchanted Pink Jade (Pink Jade for short.)

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In the limo. Same time where the last chapter left off.

Silence.

No one spoke in the limo. Syaoran sat next to both of the girls. He was right in the middle. Sakura was on his right side, looking out her window. She was pouting and sitting uncomfortably. Tomoyo who was on his left side, sat ram rod straight. Watching the scenery pass by, Tomoyo fumed at herself silently for not seeing what her friend was gonna do. Syaoran on the other hand, just looked forward.

Sakura, what are you thinking? Tomoyo thought. This wasn't supposed to happen. Hmm.... Think Tomoyo! Think! she said to herself. Every problem that comes along, has a solution. One that I swear I will find. She then started to come up with many ways for the truth to come out and have Sakura confess who the real Cherry Blossom is. Of course SAKURA is Cherry Blossom. If she hadn't pulled off what she did people wouldn't be thinking that I was Cherry Blossom.

Syaoran took a glance at Tomoyo, then at Sakura. Was this other girl supposed to come? he thought, referring to Sakura. Great. Just great. I'm here inside a limo with two girls on either side of me and I have no idea what's gonna happen today; where we're going, and why the hell I'm even here in the first place, he thought. It can't be THAT bad can it? I mean, these are just two girls, what can they do to me? Right? He took another side glance at Sakura. He saw something he hadn't seen before. Syaoran turned his head just a little bit towards her to be sure what he was seeing was real. Syaoran narrowed his eyes into little slits. This girl knows magic. He rather FELT than saw, this pink aura, soft, but strong, surrounding her. Why hadn't I sensed this before? He can now feel a little tug at his senses, telling him that there was some strong source of power nearby. He noticed that she was pouting, and looked kind of uncomfortable. I had better watch out for her. She might try something. He then looked straight forward again, keeping his guard on.

Why did Tomoyo have to drag me in anyways. I had..... some plans. But what kind of a plan is staying at home and doing nothing all day? But still, I hadn't wanted to tag along....

For awhile, she felt a heated gaze that was directed towards her, but then the feeling went away just as quickly as it had come. Then a tingling sort of feeling invaded her senses. There's magic nearby. Why hadn't noticed this before? She figured that she was so wrapped up in thinking about all this business with the stranger... Syaoran was his name, sitting right next to her, that she hadn't noticed anything. She stretched her senses out to find where the source of power was coming from, when her senses told her it was coming from someone right next to her. He knows magic? She didn't dare look at him.

"Where to, Ms. Tomoyo?" The driver asked, finally breaking the deafening silence. He had known that Sakura was Cherry Blossom, and had seen what had just happened. He was curious as to why Sakura done what she did to make people think that her friend, Tomoyo was the Cherry Blossom, but he decided that it was best if he just went along with the story and minded his own business. It wasn't his life, after all. He was just the middle aged limo driver.

Tomoyo's thought's were interrupted. She looked away from the window and turned her head to look at the driver in the rearview mirror.

"Um........" She had no idea where they should go, but then a thought struck her. "How about CHERRY BLOSSOM'S house. You know where that is." Tomoyo knew that the driver, the men in black and some people who worked in the radio station knew the truth aside from her. The driver looked at Tomoyo, wondering why she put so much emphasis in saying the words `cherry blossom's house.' Then he understood. He made a left turn and made his way to the place requested by Tomoyo. Syaoran was thinking that what Tomoyo said was weird. Couldn't she just have said 'My house?' Instead of Cherry Blossom's house?' he thought. But shrugged it off.

Suddenly, the limo stopped. Sakura's eyes widened. They had stopped in front of a decent looking two story, yellow house. Sakura's house. At that moment, no one was home.

"I just need to grab a few things real quick and then I'll be back." Tomoyo said to both Syaoran and the driver. Tomoyo got up, but on her way out, grabbed Sakura's wrists and pulled her out. "You're coming with me- we're gonna have a little heart to heart chat."

Syaoran's eyes followed Tomoyo's and Sakura's forms enter and disappear inside the yellow house.

Very weird. Why do I get the feeling that there's something wrong with the way Tomoyo and her friend are acting? Syaoran thought.

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Inside the house.

"Why did you go here? Now he'll think that this is your house!" Sakura said.

"No, he'll think that this is the Cherry Blossom's house, which is nothing but the truth. Sakura! I can't believe that you did that! Why?" Sakura just shook her head.

"Now everybody is thinking and believing that I am the Cherry Blossom! Which isn't true. I'll be living some sort of lie! The truth has to come out! And the only person to do it is YOU. You Sakura."

"NO. No. I just don't want to. Look, Tomoyo. I know that from the very beginning of this, you were thinking and acting on my behalf. For me. And I want to thank you for that. But you see? I just can't do this. I'm not ready. I don't even know what he's like!"

"Which is exactly my point, Sakura! You don't know him! Why don't you try to get to know him, huh? It wouldn't hurt a bit."

"I don't know." Tomoyo sighed exasperatedly at her friends' behavior. Once again, Tomoyo grabs Sakura's wrists, and pulls her out the door to the limo waiting outside, and for Syaoran and the driver, waiting patiently.

"Wait, Tomoyo! I don't wanna go! This thing he won- he's supposed to spend the whole day with Cherry Blossom!" Tomoyo stops half way to the door.

"That is exactly what I am trying to have happen, Sakura." Tomoyo then continued pulling Sakura out the door. She put up no resistance this time.

The door closes.

A small, yellow orange, furry little creature came flying down the stairs. He looked around the living room.

"I could have sworn I just heard two voices. Voices that sounded pretty much like Sakura and Tomoyo," he said aloud to no one in particular. He then shook his head at himself. "I must be playing too many video games. I should go to sleep and take a rest." Then he flew up and back into his mistresses bedroom and fell asleep in his little drawer. (AN: I think that the little drawer with all the little furniture that is just his size is so kawaii!!! Don't you agree?)

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Back in the limo.

Syaoran was watching the door of the yellow house when suddenly Tomoyo steps out, dragging and pulling along Sakura behind her. That sure was quick, he thought.

Tomoyo opens the door and pushes in Sakura and made her sit. She got in and told Sakura to move over. So now Sakura was seated in the middle and Syaoran and Tomoyo were seated on either side of her. Sakura groaned and knit her eye brows together. Why is Tomoyo doing this? Sakura must have looked like she was in pain for a concerned voice spoke up.

"Are you okay? You don't look to good." Sakura heard a male voice say right beside her.

She turns to look at him, only to see concern written on his face. This was the only time that she had ever gotten a good look at him. He had the most deepest amber eyes. And some of his unruly chestnut hair got in his eyes, giving him a mysterious sort of look. Then she saw something that she had not seen before. He had an aura, of course, since she had found out earlier that he possessed magic. What surprised her the most was how his aura felt, brushing and mingling against hers, giving her a warm feeling all over. His aura was green.

Sakura then nods and gives him a reassuring smile. "I'm fine, thank you. I think that I just got in a little too fast," she said as an excuse.

Syaoran nods. "Oh. Okay." He then turned his head to look out the window. He had seen their aura's mix. Is it natural for aura's to do that? Is she even aware of her magical abilities? She looks so..... innocent, but then again, looks may be deceiving. When their aura's met each other, he wanted time to stand still so that he can get the feel of her aura. It was so warm, friendly, and pink.

Tomoyo smiles on her side of the limo. Maybe I don't have to play such a big part in this- getting Sakura with that perfect someone, who's sitting right next to her on the other side. Hmmmm. But she still needs a little push. I don't care what she thinks or says or what she thinks she wants. Now, to get the truth out, first. How? More thoughts rolled into her mind. Then an idea popped into her minds eye view.

"Why don't we go to the mall?" Tomoyo suggested. She looked to Syaoran.

"Um.... okay."

Tomoyo looked at Sakura. She just shrugged her shoulders. Tomoyo took that as a yes.

Tomoyo turned her head to look at the driver, but before she could speak he already was turning in the direction of the mall.

"I'm already on it, Ms. Tomoyo." He smiled back at her in the mirror and she smiled back. Tomoyo sat back in her seat and started thinking again. What am I gonna have us all do when we get to the mall?

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At the mall. Right outside the main entrance.

Tomoyo and Syaoran waited as Sakura got out and closed the door to the limo. Tomoyo walked up to the driver's side.

"Pick us up at 2:00 PM, okay? We'll be waiting right outside."

"Yes ma'am." And with that said, he left.

Tomoyo then turned to Sakura and Syaoran, who stood about six feet away from each other. Tsk tsk tsk. Such a big gap between the two. Tomoyo thought. "Okay. Are you two ready to go?" They both nodded simultaneously. "So then let's go!" They went inside. Tomoyo turned to Syaoran. "I know that it was only supposed to be me that you spend the day with, Syaoran, but I had to bring along my friend here. There is something that I want her to do for me-" Tomoyo paused while thinking I want her to tell the truth for me. "And today was the only time. And you must have been wondering why she was here in the first place. So... um... yeah."

"It's okay. I don't mind." Syaoran said to Tomoyo, but looking at Sakura, who had her back on the two. I really don't mind at all.

"Okay, so now that that is settled, where do you guys wanna go first?" Tomoyo asked.

"Why don't you have Sakura do what you was gonna have her do?" Syaoran suggested.

"Oh yeah. THAT. Yes, well, Sakura?" Tomoyo turned to Sakura. Sakura knew what her friend wanted her to do.

"I would like to do something first-" She took a glance at Syaoran and blushed the tiniest bit, "...in the ladies room."

"Oh. Of course. Okay, Sakura. Syaoran and I will be in the Clothes Department, okay?" Sakura nodded and then went off. Then Tomoyo lead Syaoran into the Clothes Department. I wonder what Tomoyo wants to do in the Clothes Department. Oh- wait. How stupid of me. CLOTHES. Duh. Sakura sighs. I have to get this gunk off my face first, she thought as she entered the ladies room, which was unoccupied by anyone. She looked at her face in the mirror and frowned. Then she quickly washed off all that make up that Tomoyo put on her face earlier.

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Clothes Department.

Tomoyo was talking animatedly to Syaoran about clothes, how she designs her own, some things about her life, anything. Syaoran was just nodding.

"Sakura and I met when we were in elementary school. From then on, we became best friends. There are no secrets between us," Tomoyo said as she was picking some clothes that she can tell with her naked eye was just Sakura's size. "Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. I'm doing all the talking here. Why don't you tell me about yourself."

"Well, there isn't much to know."

"How about your family?"

"I have four very annoying, older sisters who lives in Hong Kong, with my mom. My dad passed away a long time ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Tomoyo said. He just shrugged.

"I was really young when he died so........." He trailed off there. Then, "So, you design clothes huh? For how long have you been doing that?"

"Oh, ever since I was small. My fingers would just itch to get my hands on some thread and fabric. Most of my designs were for Sakura though, for her to wear while she was-" Tomoyo stopped right there before she could say anything more.

Syaoran raised one of his eye brows. "For her to where while she was what?"

"Oh, you know. Just........ stuff." Tomoyo said. Syaoran didn't look like he believed her. He was about to ask another question about the matter when Sakura came. Tomoyo inwardly sighed with relief.

"Okay. I'm here now," Sakura said as she approached Tomoyo and Syaoran. Tomoyo couldn't help but notice the make up was gone. But she didn't care. There were more important matters at hand.

"So, what did I miss?" Sakura, asking Tomoyo.

"Oh, nothing much. We were just getting to know each other better since we're gonna spend the whole day together." Sakura just nodded. She then looked at the bundle of clothes piled in Tomoyo's hands.

"What are those for, Tomoyo?"

Tomoyo blinked. "Don't you remember? I wanted you to model for me some clothes in the mall. I'm kinda running out of ideas right now on what to make."

Sakura's eyes widened and she took a quick glance at Syaoran again. "Hoe? You mean, right here right now? Today?"

"Yes of course. Don't you remember. We TALKED about it when we went by your house remember? The THING that I wanted you to do? Don't tell me that you've forgotten already," Tomoyo said, putting some emphasis on her words.

"Oh, no. I haven't."

"So then let's go to the dressing rooms," Tomoyo said. Syaoran just followed, his eyes on Sakura, wondering what was going on with Tomoyo. Syaoran just watched as Tomoyo gave Sakura different combinations of clothes. She looks good whatever she wears... Wait... what am I thinking? He just stood off to the side, admiring Sakura, without being too obvious. That was how they were until lunch came. They decided to order some Chinese food in the food court.

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In the food court. Eating.

"So, what made you want to work in the radio station in the first place?" he asked Tomoyo.

"Um.... well, someone suggested that Cherry do something like that. It wasn't like Cherry volunteered to do it or anything. I guess, you could say it was all arranged." Syaoran opened his mouth to ask something, but then closed it again, thinking twice of it. Why does she talk about herself is if she was someone else? he thought. Really weird. He studied Tomoyo's features. Tomoyo is pretty, in her own right. But Sakura is prettier.

Meanwhile, Sakura shot Tomoyo some looks that said `What are you doing?'

Tomoyo shot back a look that said `I'm telling the truth, unlike someone here I know.' Sakura sighed.

"So, why did you keep your identity unknown?" Syaoran asked Tomoyo.

"Well, Cherry was very shy, and she didn't want anyone knowing that she was the Cherry Blossom," Tomoyo said after sipping her soda.

"I see..... I have listened to your little talk shows on the air. And just by listening to you, I could tell that you were very smart, bright, kind, you're a very deep person, and you had a very beautiful voice. I hope that you don't mind me saying so. From the moment I heard your voice, I was entranced in its melody," Syaoran said.

Sakura was looking away. Blushing. Wait, why am I blushing? He's talking to Tomoyo. Tomoyo smiled. "Thanks."

"But....." Syaoran said.

"But what?" Tomoyo said.

"Your voice right now sounds different from the one that I hear on the air," Syaoran said. It was something that he had noticed in the beginning, but he didn't think about it much until now. AHA! At least someone noticed! This guy is pretty smart, Tomoyo thought.

"Oh, well, um... It's the microphones. They can make your voice sound slightly different," Sakura said as an excuse. It was the first thing that came to her mind when Syaoran commented on the voices. Tomoyo only glared at her.

"Oh. I see," he said once again. They just talked about themselves, asked each other questions about each other and got to know each other better. Before they knew it, it was already 1:49. So all three of them headed outside to the main entrance. The limo was already waiting for them outside. Sakura was about to open a door when Syaoran came forward and opened it for her.

"Ladies first." He gave her a lopsided grin. Tomoyo giggled at Syaoran's words as she got in first. Sakura smiled at Syaoran, then followed in after Tomoyo.

Silence..............

"So, where to now, Ms. Tomoyo?" The driver asked.

Tomoyo turned to Syaoran. "Is there anyplace that you'd like to go to?"

Syaoran thought about it. He shook his head. "No, not really. I really didn't think of any places......." he said.

"You know what? I have to go home right now. And I know that the announcement promised that Cherry spends the whole day with you, but I really have to go. Do you mind spending the rest of the day with my friend here?" Tomoyo asked Syaoran innocently. Sakura's eyes widened, then she looked to Syaoran, waiting for him to give an answer. Syaoran looked at Sakura. He saw her tense up when Tomoyo suggested that he spend the rest of the day Sakura.

"If it's okay with Sakura, it's fine with me," Syaoran said. Sakura didn't want to seem impolite, so she agreed with it.

"Okay then, just drop me off at Cherry's house and you two can be on your way," Tomoyo said. Syaoran was about to ask again on why Tomoyo talked about herself as if she was someone else, but stopped himself again, thinking that it was better to leave the matter alone. The driver drove to Sakura's house, and Tomoyo got off.

Before she closed the door, she turned around. "Bye now. Have fun you two. There are probably some things that you have to do, seeing that you guys still have the time." Tomoyo looked at Sakura meaningfully, then she closed the door. The limo driver drove off again.

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AN: Well? What do you guys think so far? *sigh* I know, I know. Not sooooo good, but this is my first time writing an on going story, you know, with chapters and all. Oh well. I know that I should have given the limo driver a name, but I couldn't think of one. And besides, I think that "the limo driver" sounds more official. Hehehe. Stay tuned for the next chapter. (Jeez, I'm starting to sound like a host on a radio station....... Heehee)

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~Enchanted Pink Jade