Summary: Sakura and Syaoran are in a singing contest, which, if they win, get a recording contract plus a lot of fame. They're rivals, of course, but once they get closer, they start to fall in love. They work their way up to the top two, but who will win?
A/N: hey! We're on chapter 3!! This chapter is mainly about the first concert. Please review!!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own CCS, plus I don't own the songs that are in here.
Road to Stardom
By SwEeT AnGeL 1004
Chapter 3: Getting Ready
Sakura grabbed the towel nearest to her and quickly covered her self and ran out of the bathroom yelling, "PERV!! PERV!!"
Syaoran was blushing madly and yelled after her, "No I'm not!!!!!"
He made a face and quickly ran into the shower stall and turned on the water, where he burned himself from the scalding water Sakura had just used.
Sakura had run out to her room and lay panting on her bed, face red.
"What happened?" Tomoyo asked, who was lying on her bed, just about to sleep.
Meiling ran in and said, "What's wrong? I heard screaming!"
Sakura said, "I came out of the shower stall, butt naked and your cousin was there, ready to take a shower too."
Meiling suddenly laughed, and said, "Poor Syaoran. Well, I'll talk to him when he gets out of the shower."
"Thank you," Sakura said and quickly dressed into her pajamas before anyone else could see her.
Next morning………………………….
Sakura woke up bright and early, ready to do some work.
Tomoyo was already gone, and there was a note on her bed that said, "Gone to breakfast with Meiling. Be back soon."
Sakura carefully read it and thought, "Wow. Tomoyo and Meiling are really hitting it off."
She tied her hair and changed into a red sports bra and black spandex shorts, grabbed a bag filled with paper, music and writing utensils, and scribbled a note to Tomoyo.
She got her keys and ran downstairs, and asked a man where the private gyms were.
He replied, "On the roof of the hotel."
Sakura anime-fainted, but this time she rode an elevator to the top floor, got off and climbed the stairs to the roof.
It was amazing. The gym was large, with glass walls and ceilings that overlooked the city of Tokyo.
Sakura could see the Yukimoto center from there, not to mention all the tall skyscrapers and buildings.
She unlocked a private room, which had wall to wall mirrors, a TV, and a stereo system.
Sakura set her bag down and popped a tape into the stereo system, where Willa Ford's "I Wanna Be Bad" came blaring out.
Sakura stepped on to the stationary bicycle and turned it on, and it made some beeps and Sakura punched in some buttons.
Then, pedaling furiously, Sakura set a clipboard which had some paper and a pen on it on the top of the bike, where the keyboard was.
Kinda hard to imagine, but think about a stationary bike. Ya'll know what it is, right? Well, right in front of the handles is a keyboard where you punch in the buttons for the time and speed and stuff.
Sakura started to write from her heart, what she knew the best.
Chewing her pen, Sakura sighed and crumpled the paper up.
She tuned the radio down with the remote and lazily pedaled, thinking.
Sakura remembered last nights encounter, and smiled as a thought came to her.
"I've got it!" Sakura exclaimed, and started writing, pedaling at the same time.
Once Sakura was done with the lyrics, she got off the bike and moved to the running thingy. You know, the elevator thingy where you run on it? I forgot what the name was.
Anyways, she got on, turned the music off and started jogging slowly, trying to think of a tune that would best fit her newly written song.
"Drums……guitar……..I got it!!!!!!" Sakura squealed, and clapped her hands in joy. She lost her balance on the machine and fell over, when someone behind her dryly said, "You better be careful."
Sakura, from the floor, turned around and saw Syaoran standing there.
"What are you doing here? Don't you guys have your own room for your gym?" Sakura asked.
"Nope. All full. So if you don't mind, I'll be lifting some weights," Syaoran said, and carefully stepped over the mess of papers and trash and pens and made his way over to the weight lifting machine.
"Sorry about the mess," Sakura apologized, and Syaoran grunted.
Sakura felt a little awkward about what had happened yesterday. Syaoran probably didn't like her, but she tried to be nice to him.
She also felt a little awkward about writing songs around him, so said, "Well, I'm going to be going now."
Syaoran grunted again in response, and Sakura picked up her papers, tapes and pencils. She turned off the running machine and quietly crept out.
Inside the gym, Syaoran was shaking his head in disapproval, but there was a grin on his face.
Sakura headed to her room and took a quick shower, after making sure she locked the bathroom doors.
Afterwards, she came out and saw Tomoyo.
"What's up?" Sakura asked.
"Oh, nothing much. Did you eat breakfast?" Tomoyo asked.
"No, not yet. I was up in the gym working out and writing some songs. I got the perfect one for the first contest!" Sakura said, and grinned.
"Want me to order room service?" Tomoyo asked.
"Yeah! Get me some pancakes and sausages……." Sakura trailed off at the disapproving look from Tomoyo.
"Some fruits and a powerbar," Sakura meekly said, and Tomoyo smiled, rather evilly, in Sakura's opinion, and dialed room service.
Sakura sat on the chair behind her keyboard, her new song spread out on the music stand.
"Now all I have to figure out how to play this thing, record it and I'll be done," Sakura mumbled to herself.
She turned the keyboard on, and pressed electric guitar. Sakura pressed down on some keys and a metallic sound came blaring out.
"Perfect!" Sakura said, and expertly played a chord. Then, she pressed down on another one.
Eyes wide in wonder, Sakura quickly changed to drums and tapped on the C note to make the drum sound came out.
"Bass!" Sakura murmured, and quickly changed to bass guitar on her multi-instrument keyboard.
The low beat came out, and Sakura got out her sheet music and started playing, recording the song on the cd that was inside her keyboard.
Three hours and two fruit platters later, Sakura stretched out, tired.
Tomoyo popped her head in from the bathroom where she and Meiling were trying out some new eyeshadow color, and said, "You done? Let's go shopping later!"
Sakura sighed and shook her head, "Nope. I just got finished recording the background music, and now I need to actually sing and make sure I'm on tune."
"Want me to help you?" Tomoyo offered, but Sakura declined, "No thanks. I need to do this one my own."
Meiling came out, wearing an outrageous shade of purple on her eyelids and said, "Gosh, you have some willpower. I would never be able to sit there for so long and try to write some songs. That's what Syaoran's doing in the other room. Hey, you guys have the same keyboard!"
Sakura smiled and said, "Yeah. Well, you guys can go ahead and shop. Maybe you guys could buy me an outfit for my first concert on Saturday."
"Good idea!" Meiling and Tomoyo exclaimed.
"But Meiling? Lose the eyeshadow," Sakura advised.
She turned back to her music and pressed play on her keyboard.
An upbeat, punk rock-ish sound came out, and the background music, which was made up of drums, base guitar and electric guitar, started playing.
Sakura took a deep breath and looked at her music and started singing.
On the other side of the room……..
Syaoran pressed play on his keyboard, which was identical to Sakura's.
The background music for which Syaoran had written back had home started playing, a mellow sound.
Syaoran had written this song years before when he was missing his father, and now it was time to put it in action.
Syaoran pulled the mini-microphone closer to his mouth and started singing to the beat of the song.
In the end, Syaoran turned off his keyboard. He was ready for the Saturday concert.
At night…………
Sakura was taking a nap on her bed when Tomoyo and Meiling came in, dragging about twenty shopping bags behind them.
"We found the perfect outfit for you!" Tomoyo announced.
"For the rest of my life? Is this all for me?" Sakura asked.
"Yeah. Well, two bags are for us and three is for Syaoran, but the rest are all yours. We thought you needed some new clothes to cheer up from working all day," Meiling said.
"How's the song going?" Tomoyo asked.
"Absolutely perfect. I'm done with it, and I'm not going to change it," Sakura said.
"Well, come on girl, look at your clothes, now!!" Meiling said.
Sakura opened bags from Abercrombie and Fitch, Aeropostale, Pacific Sunwear, Bebe and Charlotte Russe.
"So this is what you want me to wear for this Saturday?" Sakura asked, examining a floor-length wine red gown that was glittery.
"No, that's for your final performance. We thought ahead. We bought about 20 outfits, depending on your song. What style is it?" Tomoyo asked.
"My song's definetly more like this," Sakura said, and pointed to black Dickies pants, an A&E baseball cap and dark green Hurley sweatshirt.
"Oh…well, the sweatshirt's Syaoran's. I'm sure he'll let you wear that. Maybe. He's kind of touchy about his personal belongings. But are you sure you're going to wear that?" Meiling asked.
"Yeah. My song's kind of punkish rock-ish, so I don't think wearing a skirt's going to match. And actually, I'll wear my johnny-collar shirt and that knit vest instead of Syaoran's sweatshirt," Sakura said.
"Okay," Tomoyo shrugged, "But your next song BETTER match with all this clothes we bought!'
"MEILING!!!!!" Syaoran bellowed from the other side.
"I guess Syaoran needs me. I'll take his bags to him," Meiling said, and grabbed three paper bags stuffed with clothes and dragged it through the bathroom to her room.
Syaoran had been writing another song for his next concert and needed a female part to go with it….nothing big, though.
"Hey, Syaoran! I bought you some new clothes for Saturday. You can look at it later. What do you want?" Meiling asked cheerfully.
"I wrote a song for the next concert, not this one but the one after that. I need a part to go with it. It's really small. You just say some words. Can you do it for me?" Syaoran asked.
Meiling thought for awhile and said, "Sure! Let me look at it."
Syaoran wordlessly handed Meiling a paper filled with scribbles and crossouts.
"Hmmm……..Yeah, I'll do it. But oh my gosh! That means I have to buy some more clothes!" Meiling exclaimed. She rushed back to Tomoyo and Sakura's side, and told them the news.
SATURDAY NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sakura was nervously pacing back and forth backstage, fretting.
"Sakura! Relax! You look fine!" Tomoyo comforted.
"Are you sure I don't look too weird?" Sakura asked.
She looked cute in black pants, black skater shoes, a collared pale yellow shirt and a knit green, yellow and red vest. To top it off, she wore a backwards cap to control her long straight hair.
"Sakura, remember: just SING. Ignore the fifty million people that will be watching you. Okay? Just stay real," Tomoyo said.
"Okay. Oh my gosh, I'm up next!!!" Sakura squealed.
"AND UP NEXT, SAKURA KINOMOTO FROM TOMOEDA, JAPAN!!!!!!!" the MC announced, and there was wild applause from the audience.
Sakura stepped out from the curtains, and said, "Hit it!" (rather corny)
The intro drums came on from the CD Sakura had recorded, and Sakura started singing, rather nervously.
"He was a boy; she was a girl
Can i make it any more obvious
He was a punk; she did ballet
What more can i say
He wanted her; she'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes."
As soon as the first stanza was over, Sakura got more into it. She grabbed the mike and started dancing along as she sang.
"He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth."
The song quickly ended, and the audience roared in approval.
Sakura shyly bowed and quickly left the stage, panting heavily.
"Oh my gosh, that was a lot harder than I expected!" Sakura said, sitting on her chair as Tomoyo fanned her face.
"Yeah. But you're going to get used to it," Tomoyo said.
"So who's next?" Sakura asked.
"Syaoran. I wonder what he's going to be singing. Meiling told me he's being all secretive about it and stuff," Tomoyo said, and started brushing Sakura's hair.
"Well, let's find out," Sakura said, and focused her attention on the television that was backstage.
The whole thing was being taped live, so they saw Syaoran walking through the curtains, looking oh so hot.
"Wow," Sakura said, and the girls in the audience screamed and yelled and clapped for Syaoran.
He was wearing simple clothes from Abercrombie, just jeans and a loose tee-shirt, but once he got the microphone and the intro started, he totally changed from just a hot guy to a great singer.
Sakura's eyes were glued onto the TV as Syaoran sang a song titled, "One Last Breath," dedicated to his father.
"Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge
and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down……."
Syaoran trailed off at the end, and bowed to the screaming audience and walked back inside, where he gave a teary Meiling a hug.
"Wonder what's that all about," Tomoyo murmured quietly when they saw Meiling starting to cry.
Sakura shrugged, but went up to congratulate Syaoran.
"Great job, Syaoran. You did wonderful," Sakura said warmly, and Syaoran nodded.
They turned their attention back to the TV when they realized the show was over.
The MC on stage said, "Well, that's all for tonight. Tune in next Saturday to see who made it or not! Please call 1-800-YUKIMOTO to get your votes in!"
"That's all for tonight," Tomoyo said.
A/N: Crappy ending. But I'm in a crappy mood. Anyways, please read and review!!!
A/N: hey! We're on chapter 3!! This chapter is mainly about the first concert. Please review!!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own CCS, plus I don't own the songs that are in here.
Road to Stardom
By SwEeT AnGeL 1004
Chapter 3: Getting Ready
Sakura grabbed the towel nearest to her and quickly covered her self and ran out of the bathroom yelling, "PERV!! PERV!!"
Syaoran was blushing madly and yelled after her, "No I'm not!!!!!"
He made a face and quickly ran into the shower stall and turned on the water, where he burned himself from the scalding water Sakura had just used.
Sakura had run out to her room and lay panting on her bed, face red.
"What happened?" Tomoyo asked, who was lying on her bed, just about to sleep.
Meiling ran in and said, "What's wrong? I heard screaming!"
Sakura said, "I came out of the shower stall, butt naked and your cousin was there, ready to take a shower too."
Meiling suddenly laughed, and said, "Poor Syaoran. Well, I'll talk to him when he gets out of the shower."
"Thank you," Sakura said and quickly dressed into her pajamas before anyone else could see her.
Next morning………………………….
Sakura woke up bright and early, ready to do some work.
Tomoyo was already gone, and there was a note on her bed that said, "Gone to breakfast with Meiling. Be back soon."
Sakura carefully read it and thought, "Wow. Tomoyo and Meiling are really hitting it off."
She tied her hair and changed into a red sports bra and black spandex shorts, grabbed a bag filled with paper, music and writing utensils, and scribbled a note to Tomoyo.
She got her keys and ran downstairs, and asked a man where the private gyms were.
He replied, "On the roof of the hotel."
Sakura anime-fainted, but this time she rode an elevator to the top floor, got off and climbed the stairs to the roof.
It was amazing. The gym was large, with glass walls and ceilings that overlooked the city of Tokyo.
Sakura could see the Yukimoto center from there, not to mention all the tall skyscrapers and buildings.
She unlocked a private room, which had wall to wall mirrors, a TV, and a stereo system.
Sakura set her bag down and popped a tape into the stereo system, where Willa Ford's "I Wanna Be Bad" came blaring out.
Sakura stepped on to the stationary bicycle and turned it on, and it made some beeps and Sakura punched in some buttons.
Then, pedaling furiously, Sakura set a clipboard which had some paper and a pen on it on the top of the bike, where the keyboard was.
Kinda hard to imagine, but think about a stationary bike. Ya'll know what it is, right? Well, right in front of the handles is a keyboard where you punch in the buttons for the time and speed and stuff.
Sakura started to write from her heart, what she knew the best.
Chewing her pen, Sakura sighed and crumpled the paper up.
She tuned the radio down with the remote and lazily pedaled, thinking.
Sakura remembered last nights encounter, and smiled as a thought came to her.
"I've got it!" Sakura exclaimed, and started writing, pedaling at the same time.
Once Sakura was done with the lyrics, she got off the bike and moved to the running thingy. You know, the elevator thingy where you run on it? I forgot what the name was.
Anyways, she got on, turned the music off and started jogging slowly, trying to think of a tune that would best fit her newly written song.
"Drums……guitar……..I got it!!!!!!" Sakura squealed, and clapped her hands in joy. She lost her balance on the machine and fell over, when someone behind her dryly said, "You better be careful."
Sakura, from the floor, turned around and saw Syaoran standing there.
"What are you doing here? Don't you guys have your own room for your gym?" Sakura asked.
"Nope. All full. So if you don't mind, I'll be lifting some weights," Syaoran said, and carefully stepped over the mess of papers and trash and pens and made his way over to the weight lifting machine.
"Sorry about the mess," Sakura apologized, and Syaoran grunted.
Sakura felt a little awkward about what had happened yesterday. Syaoran probably didn't like her, but she tried to be nice to him.
She also felt a little awkward about writing songs around him, so said, "Well, I'm going to be going now."
Syaoran grunted again in response, and Sakura picked up her papers, tapes and pencils. She turned off the running machine and quietly crept out.
Inside the gym, Syaoran was shaking his head in disapproval, but there was a grin on his face.
Sakura headed to her room and took a quick shower, after making sure she locked the bathroom doors.
Afterwards, she came out and saw Tomoyo.
"What's up?" Sakura asked.
"Oh, nothing much. Did you eat breakfast?" Tomoyo asked.
"No, not yet. I was up in the gym working out and writing some songs. I got the perfect one for the first contest!" Sakura said, and grinned.
"Want me to order room service?" Tomoyo asked.
"Yeah! Get me some pancakes and sausages……." Sakura trailed off at the disapproving look from Tomoyo.
"Some fruits and a powerbar," Sakura meekly said, and Tomoyo smiled, rather evilly, in Sakura's opinion, and dialed room service.
Sakura sat on the chair behind her keyboard, her new song spread out on the music stand.
"Now all I have to figure out how to play this thing, record it and I'll be done," Sakura mumbled to herself.
She turned the keyboard on, and pressed electric guitar. Sakura pressed down on some keys and a metallic sound came blaring out.
"Perfect!" Sakura said, and expertly played a chord. Then, she pressed down on another one.
Eyes wide in wonder, Sakura quickly changed to drums and tapped on the C note to make the drum sound came out.
"Bass!" Sakura murmured, and quickly changed to bass guitar on her multi-instrument keyboard.
The low beat came out, and Sakura got out her sheet music and started playing, recording the song on the cd that was inside her keyboard.
Three hours and two fruit platters later, Sakura stretched out, tired.
Tomoyo popped her head in from the bathroom where she and Meiling were trying out some new eyeshadow color, and said, "You done? Let's go shopping later!"
Sakura sighed and shook her head, "Nope. I just got finished recording the background music, and now I need to actually sing and make sure I'm on tune."
"Want me to help you?" Tomoyo offered, but Sakura declined, "No thanks. I need to do this one my own."
Meiling came out, wearing an outrageous shade of purple on her eyelids and said, "Gosh, you have some willpower. I would never be able to sit there for so long and try to write some songs. That's what Syaoran's doing in the other room. Hey, you guys have the same keyboard!"
Sakura smiled and said, "Yeah. Well, you guys can go ahead and shop. Maybe you guys could buy me an outfit for my first concert on Saturday."
"Good idea!" Meiling and Tomoyo exclaimed.
"But Meiling? Lose the eyeshadow," Sakura advised.
She turned back to her music and pressed play on her keyboard.
An upbeat, punk rock-ish sound came out, and the background music, which was made up of drums, base guitar and electric guitar, started playing.
Sakura took a deep breath and looked at her music and started singing.
On the other side of the room……..
Syaoran pressed play on his keyboard, which was identical to Sakura's.
The background music for which Syaoran had written back had home started playing, a mellow sound.
Syaoran had written this song years before when he was missing his father, and now it was time to put it in action.
Syaoran pulled the mini-microphone closer to his mouth and started singing to the beat of the song.
In the end, Syaoran turned off his keyboard. He was ready for the Saturday concert.
At night…………
Sakura was taking a nap on her bed when Tomoyo and Meiling came in, dragging about twenty shopping bags behind them.
"We found the perfect outfit for you!" Tomoyo announced.
"For the rest of my life? Is this all for me?" Sakura asked.
"Yeah. Well, two bags are for us and three is for Syaoran, but the rest are all yours. We thought you needed some new clothes to cheer up from working all day," Meiling said.
"How's the song going?" Tomoyo asked.
"Absolutely perfect. I'm done with it, and I'm not going to change it," Sakura said.
"Well, come on girl, look at your clothes, now!!" Meiling said.
Sakura opened bags from Abercrombie and Fitch, Aeropostale, Pacific Sunwear, Bebe and Charlotte Russe.
"So this is what you want me to wear for this Saturday?" Sakura asked, examining a floor-length wine red gown that was glittery.
"No, that's for your final performance. We thought ahead. We bought about 20 outfits, depending on your song. What style is it?" Tomoyo asked.
"My song's definetly more like this," Sakura said, and pointed to black Dickies pants, an A&E baseball cap and dark green Hurley sweatshirt.
"Oh…well, the sweatshirt's Syaoran's. I'm sure he'll let you wear that. Maybe. He's kind of touchy about his personal belongings. But are you sure you're going to wear that?" Meiling asked.
"Yeah. My song's kind of punkish rock-ish, so I don't think wearing a skirt's going to match. And actually, I'll wear my johnny-collar shirt and that knit vest instead of Syaoran's sweatshirt," Sakura said.
"Okay," Tomoyo shrugged, "But your next song BETTER match with all this clothes we bought!'
"MEILING!!!!!" Syaoran bellowed from the other side.
"I guess Syaoran needs me. I'll take his bags to him," Meiling said, and grabbed three paper bags stuffed with clothes and dragged it through the bathroom to her room.
Syaoran had been writing another song for his next concert and needed a female part to go with it….nothing big, though.
"Hey, Syaoran! I bought you some new clothes for Saturday. You can look at it later. What do you want?" Meiling asked cheerfully.
"I wrote a song for the next concert, not this one but the one after that. I need a part to go with it. It's really small. You just say some words. Can you do it for me?" Syaoran asked.
Meiling thought for awhile and said, "Sure! Let me look at it."
Syaoran wordlessly handed Meiling a paper filled with scribbles and crossouts.
"Hmmm……..Yeah, I'll do it. But oh my gosh! That means I have to buy some more clothes!" Meiling exclaimed. She rushed back to Tomoyo and Sakura's side, and told them the news.
SATURDAY NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sakura was nervously pacing back and forth backstage, fretting.
"Sakura! Relax! You look fine!" Tomoyo comforted.
"Are you sure I don't look too weird?" Sakura asked.
She looked cute in black pants, black skater shoes, a collared pale yellow shirt and a knit green, yellow and red vest. To top it off, she wore a backwards cap to control her long straight hair.
"Sakura, remember: just SING. Ignore the fifty million people that will be watching you. Okay? Just stay real," Tomoyo said.
"Okay. Oh my gosh, I'm up next!!!" Sakura squealed.
"AND UP NEXT, SAKURA KINOMOTO FROM TOMOEDA, JAPAN!!!!!!!" the MC announced, and there was wild applause from the audience.
Sakura stepped out from the curtains, and said, "Hit it!" (rather corny)
The intro drums came on from the CD Sakura had recorded, and Sakura started singing, rather nervously.
"He was a boy; she was a girl
Can i make it any more obvious
He was a punk; she did ballet
What more can i say
He wanted her; she'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes."
As soon as the first stanza was over, Sakura got more into it. She grabbed the mike and started dancing along as she sang.
"He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth."
The song quickly ended, and the audience roared in approval.
Sakura shyly bowed and quickly left the stage, panting heavily.
"Oh my gosh, that was a lot harder than I expected!" Sakura said, sitting on her chair as Tomoyo fanned her face.
"Yeah. But you're going to get used to it," Tomoyo said.
"So who's next?" Sakura asked.
"Syaoran. I wonder what he's going to be singing. Meiling told me he's being all secretive about it and stuff," Tomoyo said, and started brushing Sakura's hair.
"Well, let's find out," Sakura said, and focused her attention on the television that was backstage.
The whole thing was being taped live, so they saw Syaoran walking through the curtains, looking oh so hot.
"Wow," Sakura said, and the girls in the audience screamed and yelled and clapped for Syaoran.
He was wearing simple clothes from Abercrombie, just jeans and a loose tee-shirt, but once he got the microphone and the intro started, he totally changed from just a hot guy to a great singer.
Sakura's eyes were glued onto the TV as Syaoran sang a song titled, "One Last Breath," dedicated to his father.
"Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge
and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down……."
Syaoran trailed off at the end, and bowed to the screaming audience and walked back inside, where he gave a teary Meiling a hug.
"Wonder what's that all about," Tomoyo murmured quietly when they saw Meiling starting to cry.
Sakura shrugged, but went up to congratulate Syaoran.
"Great job, Syaoran. You did wonderful," Sakura said warmly, and Syaoran nodded.
They turned their attention back to the TV when they realized the show was over.
The MC on stage said, "Well, that's all for tonight. Tune in next Saturday to see who made it or not! Please call 1-800-YUKIMOTO to get your votes in!"
"That's all for tonight," Tomoyo said.
A/N: Crappy ending. But I'm in a crappy mood. Anyways, please read and review!!!