Silver Blaze: There I'm here with act 3. Well I've been busy with my first lemon, with the help of White Mist Wolf, yet another thank you for your help White Mist Wolf.

Syaoran: The North American version is even more messed up.

Sakura: You're telling me…you didn't even have that dream, with the dream card…

Syaoran: Your dream was really messed up…

Sakura: I know…the way Yukitio said Kero was so weird.

Silver Blaze: Yes the North American version was messed up, but the French version wasn't. They had your dream and everything Syaoran.

Syaoran: ….

Silver Blaze: Anyway start my fic now!!!

Sakura

Act 3

"No Sakura like this," Tomoyo said. " On a sleepless even I sing alone."

"I can't sing Tomoyo, I just won't go tonight, problem solved," Sakura said sweatdropping.

"Come on, we only have ten more minutes till the time card's power is done," Kero said.

"Okay I'll try the song again," Sakura sighed.

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At the castle

"So Syaoran you never told me last night sense you went to bed, do you like that girl you met last night," Yelan Syaoran's mother asked?

"I though she was a lot different then the other girl's were that's all," Syaoran replied.

"I see," Yelan smiled walking out of the room.

Syaoran sighed at looked out his room's window, the cool air flowed in like cold water covering his skin in hot weather. He watched as his guests started to make there way to the castle and make there way to the grand hall.

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Sakura entered the room slowly and shyly. Once again people's eye's, or at least the men's eyes leaded on her. As the day before she waited in the corner for the contest to start, she had already got her number, she was number 45.

"Cheer up Sakura," Tomoyo said.

Sakura looked around to see her fairy-god friend. Her eyes almost freaked out when she saw her.

"Tomoyo what if someone sees you," Sakura gasps.

"Oh, don't worry everyone will think it a part of my dress," Tomoyo replied. "I'll just checking up on you, then I'll go back to my little look-out."

"What look out," Sakura asked?

"There you are," said a male voice.

She turned to see Prince Syaoran. She flushed a light pink color, and looked at him, or at least his feet, she couldn't take his gaze. He walked a little closer to her. She looked up at his face, not meeting his gaze. He looked down into her emerald orbs.

"When…when's it your t-turn to sing," Syaoran asked lightly.

"I'm number 45," she replied now meeting his gaze.

"I'm looking forward to it, after the contest can I see you, I mean if you want to," Syaoran asked flushing.

"Um…if there's time left, I have to go again at midnight," she told him.

"It's 6:00 PM now so I think we'll have lots of time," Syaoran laughed.

Sakura flushed a red so bright it could have been a lighthouse's light. She looked away and nodded at him.

"I've better get going, I'll meet you in the gardens after the contest," Syaoran waved and left towards the throne room.

"Yea, good-bye," Sakura sighed dreamily.

At the contest

"Now presenting singer #17, Lady Tulia," a girl said.

Music started to beat up and was playing a song with a quick beat. Syaoran remembered hearing the song. It was White Reflection. (From Gundam Wing)

She started out as a good singer, and then she started to get to hyper and started to squeal. Syaoran covered his ears in a discreet way.

"Now presenting singer #18, Lady Meiling," the girl said.

Meiling walked out, you could clearly tell that she was scared to death, the music started to play a soft slow song.

She was singing very lightly, and soft, she was their singing eye's on me, a song that a woman wrote a long time ago. She was great, until she got to the end, and messed it up.

The night went on like that…

"Now our last singer, #45 Lady Ying Fa," the girl said sighing happily.

Sakura walked up, blushing a light color, and her music started to play.

Sakura:

A tickle in the Night Sky,

Far Far away

A golden star I glazed at in my dreams,

On a Sleepless evening I sing alone,

Tomorrow I'll sing with you,

On the wings of a dream,

On a sleepless evening I sing alone,

Tomorrow I'll sing with you,

On the wings of a dream,

On a sleepless evening I sing alone,

Tomorrow I'll sing with you,

On the wings of a dream…

The music stopped and she bowed and walked off stage, not listening to the applause the people in the crowd was giving her.

"She wasn't that good," Tulia growled.

"I don't know, she was pretty good Tulia," Meiling said.

Tulia looked at her twin sister with an odd eye. Meiling sweatdropped. And with a blink of the eye Tulia was gone.

"Oh, where's that Tulia go now," Meiling asked?

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Silver Blaze: Sorry about the shortness. I'm grounded from the computer. I'm not even suppose to be on the computer right now. So if I'm caught. My Fanficion writing days are over.