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: Chapter 7!!!!!!!! Bwahah! Slap fight in this one! Between Maeko and Sakura! That's only a part of this fanfic. After that, Sakura's plan goes into action. And SOMEONE gets kicked out of the contest. Review!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own CCS, plus I don't own the songs that are in here. Let me say that again, I DO NOT OWN THE SONGS THAT ARE IN HERE.
Road to Stardom
By SwEeT AnGeL 1004
Chapter 7: Slapfight, Kickout, Eriol and The Talk.
Maeko's hands trembled in anger and she pushed the button to go to her hotel room.
Sakura and Syaoran? No way.
She had worked too hard to get this far, and she was NOT losing Syaoran to some slut (A/N: lol.) like Sakura.
Or maybe they weren't together. That was always a possibility.
Tomorrow was Sunday. Maybe Maeko could tell Sakura to bug off, and a little weasel like Sakura would surely listen to Maeko.
Maeko sighed, a little more relieved.
Syaoran would be hers; sooner or later.
"Mmmmm," Sakura moaned deliciously, devouring her lips into Syaoran's.
They were making out in the hallway before going their own ways to bed.
"We should stop," Sakura panted between kisses.
"Why?" Syaoran questioned, and kissed Sakura again.
"It's late. Come on, they'll get suspicious--mmm," Sakura continued, getting cut off by Syaoran's delectable lips.
"All right. But don't go anywhere tomorrow," Syaoran said.
"Why, so we can make out all day?" Sakura teased, and pulled herself away from Syaoran.
"Basically. I'll see you tomorrow morning, okay?" Syaoran said, and they parted, going into separate doors.
Sakura sighed in contentment and went into her hotel rooms, where Tomoyo greeted her with a teasing smile on her face.
"So, who were you with?" Tomoyo sang.
"You know who. You know everything. Now leave me alone!!" Sakura giggled, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Tomoyo smiled, remembering how she had acted like that when she first met Eriol.
And now she was engaged to him…to be married on New Year's Eve, exactly at midnight.
Next Morning…………
"Mmm," Sakura said, waking up in a dream involving a run on the beach and Syaoran.
She picked up the hotel phone and was surprised to hear---Maeko's singy-songy voice.
"Hiiiii, Sakura!" Maeko said bubbly, and Sakura groaned back, "yeah? Who is this?"
"Maeko!" Maeko chirped, and said, "You remember me, right?"
"Ooh. Yeah. Hi," Sakura said, more fully awake now.
"So I was wondering if you want to go to lunch with me? At this restaurant in downtown. It's absolutely Delicious, plus I have daddy's credit card with me," Maeko sang.
"Okay…….but it's like 6 am right now," Sakura said.
"I know, I know. But you know…I want us to get closer, you know? Like friends?" Maeko asked.
"Okay. I'll meet you at the restaurant at 1," Sakura said.
"Okay," Maeko said, and told Sakura where the restaurant was and its name.
"That was an interesting experience," Sakura said aloud.
She rolled back over onto her back and admired the ring Syaoran had given her.
It was silver with a small emblem on the front.
And using her limited Chinese language skills, Sakura could make out the word LI.
Sakura sighed in happiness, and went back to sleep.
Around noon, she woke up when suddenly Tomoyo burst in the room.
"Where were you?" Sakura asked, but Tomoyo frantically waved her arms with a newspaper in her hand.
"What is that?" Sakura asked, and Tomoyo threw the paper to her.
Sakura deftly caught it in her hands and gasped at she saw the front cover.
The newspaper was sort of a magazine, the Japanese equivalent of The National Enquirer or The Globe (the tabloids).
On the cover was Sakura and Syaoran's kissing faces, and the photo was edited so that Sakura and Syaoran's shoulders were bare---which made them look like they were naked.
"Who the hell wrote this?" Sakura asked, mad, and flipped to the inside.
Inside, stated in bold letters, were the words STARS IN LOVE?
There was whole article on Sakura and Syaoran, their 'love' and tons of pictures of them being sighted in the hotel last night and in the car.
"What the fuck is this?" Syaoran burst in her room.
"I don't know?? Did you see anyone last night taking our picture?" Sakura asked helplessly.
"No. But then again we were so busy kissing that we probably didn't notice. And the picture is TOTALLY UP CLOSE!!" Syaoran exclaimed.
"Well, thank goodness its just the tabloids. I mean, if it was in the real news, then that'd get serious," Sakura said.
"But before long it'll show up in MTV and then in the news," Tomoyo said.
"What should we do? Talk to Mr. Kenora?" Sakura asked.
"Nooo," Syaoran shuddered.
"Well, I can't deal with it right now. I have a lunch date and I need to get ready," Sakura said.
"With who?" Syaoran asked, curious.
"Someone. I'll be back around 3," Sakura said.
"All right. I'll leave. But I'm treating you to dinner tonight, okay? And after that maybe we can take a drive," Syaoran said, trying to hint at Sakura without being too subtle.
"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone. I need to call Eriol," Tomoyo said, smiling as she left.
"Okay. Tonight. I promise, all right?" Sakura said, and leaned forward for a short kiss.
Syaoran did a double take and looked around.
He went out to the window and looked down; he went to the door and opened it to make sure no one was there.
He came back and gave Sakura a short, sweet kiss.
Sakura laughed and watched as he left.
She changed into a lime green sundress, green sandals which had wood in it (too complicated to explain. The platforms.), and a lime green purse.
Sakura secured her pony tail with a green clip and smiled at her reflection before she realized who she was meeting with.
She made a face and left for the restaurant.
"Is Maeko Koi here yet?" Sakura asked.
"Yes," the waiter said, bowed and led Sakura inside to the classy restaurant.
He led her into a private room with thick walls and a personal waiter.
"Hi," Maeko said, and rose to greet Sakura.
"Hi," Sakura replied.
Maeko nodded at the waiter to leave the room, when Maeko's sugary sweet voice changed and Maeko furiously said, "What the hell is this?"
Sakura, surprised, looked at the same tabloid she had looked at before.
"Nothing. It's just a picture some camera man probably took, spying on us," Sakura replied calmly.
"So are you two together now?" Maeko asked, venom in her voice.
Sakura nodded, kind of scared now.
"I hate to break it to you, but you have to break up with him," Maeko said matter-of-factly.
"Why? I can date whoever I want, and it's not like you own Syaoran. Or as if he'd go out with a whore like you," Sakura replied coolly.
Maeko suddenly slapped Sakura's right cheek, and Sakura retaliated quickly.
"Who told you you have the right to slap me? You freaking bitch! My father and brother have never slapped me, and no one gave you permission to slap me," Sakura said, fire burning in her eyes.
Sakura slapped Maeko back suddenly, and Maeko recoiled.
"What the hell---" she barely said before Sakura slapped her again, harder and fiercer. (a/n: GO SAKURA!!!!!!!!!!!)
Sakura and Maeko stood panting in pain and anger, staring at each other.
If looks could kill, they'd be dead by now--both of them.
Sakura took a deep breath and sat down.
"So, what are you going to order?" Sakura asked calmly.
Maeko whirled around and left the room, snarling at the waiter who was waiting outside.
Sakura thought, "Friends? My ass."
"Is everything okay, ma'am?" the waiter came in and asked.
"Perfectly fine. Now, about lunch? I'd like the sirloin steak and the lobster plate. In fact, add some spaghetti, baby back ribs and three bags of breadsticks all to go. And charge it on her bill," Sakura said, smiling.
"Sure," the waiter shrugged and left the room.
Sakura came home around two, lugging three huge bags from the restaurant.
"Everyone? Meet in my room!" Sakura yelled, and set up all of the food on the table in their room.
"Yum! Where'd you get all of this food?" Tomoyo entered the room, sniffing the air.
"You can NOT believe what happened to me!" Sakura said, when suddenly Syaoran came in and leaned over to her cheek.
"Did someone slap you? You're bruising up," Syaoran said worriedly.
"I'm perfectly fine. Okay. So this morning Maeko calls me and asks me to lunch. I'm like, okay, and she says that she wants to be 'friends' with me. Anyways, we get there and she bursts out saying that I don't deserve Syaoran and that I have to break up with him. So I say, no. She gets mad and slaps me. I get angrier, yell at her, slap her. She gets freaked out, probably because I messed up her makeup or something, and then I slap her again. I try not to be violent, but I couldn't help it. She stormed out, and I ordered all this food on her credit card," Sakura finished up.
Meiling, who had been digging in the pasta, burst out laughing, sending flying chunks of noodles and sauce all over.
"That's HILARIOUS!!" Meiling exclaimed, and Sakura grinned.
"She slapped you?" Syaoran asked.
"Yeah. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. She doesn't know how to pack a punch. And now I'm going to go see Mr. Kenora about something. I'll talk to you guys later, okay? Eat in!" Sakura said, and quickly left the room.
She made her way to the Yukimoto Center where she spotted Mr. Kenora.
"Mr. Kenora! Mr. Kenora!" she yelled, and ran to catch up with him.
"What do you want?" Mr. Kenora asked gruffly.
"I have to talk to you," Sakura said, panting from the short run.
"If it's about the tabloids, I have nothing to do with them," Mr. Kenora quickly stated.
"No. It's about Maeko. I don't really want to talk about it here, so could we go somewhere a little more private?" Sakura asked.
"Follow me," Mr. Kenora said and led Sakura to his tiny office that had once been a mop closet.
"So what it is?" Mr. Kenora asked.
"I'll just cut to the chase. Maeko's really 25, and the rules imply that we have to be under 24 to qualify. I found her drivers license in the gym. Also, I believe that she cheated on her application. And though Maeko's a good singer, she isn't a very good person," Sakura stated.
Mr. Kenora pursed his lips for a while and opened one of his drawers and took out a file.
"Let me see the driver's license," he said, and Sakura fished it out from her purse and handed it to him.
She watched as he compared the date on the application with the date on the plastic card.
"You're right. I'm afraid that we're going to have to disqualify her," Mr. Kenora said slowly.
"I'm afraid so," Sakura said, doing her best to conceal a huge smile that she knew would be showing.
"All right, then. That's it," Mr. Kenora said, and led Sakura to the door.
"Okay! And the results for the contest will be up Wednesday, right?" Sakura asked.
"Yes. Now, go away. I have to make some phone calls," Mr. Kenora said, and shut the door in Sakura's face.
Sakura shrugged, not letting him ruin her excellent mood.
She pranced and danced all the way back to the hotel, where her room was spotless.
There was a note on the bed that read, "Gone to airport. Call me on my celly. ~Tomoyo."
Sakura wondered what was going on, and quickly went across the bathroom to Syaoran and Meiling's side.
There was no one there, so Sakura used her cell phone to call Tomoyo's.
"Hello?" Tomoyo answered.
"Hey, it's me. What's going on?" Sakura asked.
"I'm at the airport. Guess what? Eriol decided to come here for the remainder of the time? He misses me. Syaoran and Meiling are here with me. Want to meet us here? Wait--ERIOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tomoyo screamed, and the cell phone dropped to the floor.
Sakura patiently waited until Meiling picked it up.
"Tomoyo just saw Eriol. We'll be back at the hotel in five minutes, okay? And Syaoran misses you!!" Meiling yelled, and the phone went dead.
Sakura laughed and flipped her cell phone close.
Pretty soon, there was a loud knocking on the door and Sakura got up and opened it.
It was Eriol, who was carrying a giggling Tomoyo in his arms.
Meiling was laughing at the lovey-dovey couple, and Syaoran was carrying Eriol's luggage with a scowl on his face.
"Hi, Sakura," Eriol put down Tomoyo on the bed and went to Sakura, who gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Syaoran tensed up at the sight, Sakura kissing another guy's cheek, but relaxed when Eriol turned away from her.
"So where are you going to stay?" Sakura asked.
"In here," Eriol said, and winked at Tomoyo.
"No!!" Sakura objected, grossing out at wondering what could happen with both of them in one bed.
"How about he stays in Meiling's bed and Meiling can sleep with you guys?" Syaoran suggested.
"Good idea," Eriol said, and slapped Syaoran's back, making him wince.
(A/N: In this story, they're not related. No clow reed reincarnation or whatever.)
"Why don't you just get your own room, Eriol?" Sakura questioned.
"Nah. Have the money, but don't feel like it. Besides, I'm probably going to be over here most of the time," Eriol explained.
"Okay. Anyways, I talked to Mr. Kenora and he said he'll be making some phone calls. Let's go celebrate! And Eriol can pay!" Sakura exclaimed.
Eriol good naturedly shrugged and said, "Sure. Let's go to a loud, tacky burger place a saw down the street."
"Okay. Why don't you unpack and we'll get ready?" Meiling suggested.
"Aight. C'mon, Syaoran," Eriol crossed the bathroom and into the guys' rooms.
Eriol promptly sat Syaoran down and started talking.
"You like Sakura?" he asked.
Syaoran paused then nodded his head quickly.
"Well, don't ever hurt her. Ever. She like a sister to me, and she's too innocent and pure to ever be taken advantage of. She's never had a boyfriend and is too naïve to understand these things, so you better be careful. Or else Tomoyo, her older brother, who you really should be scared of, and I will come hunt you down," Eriol said firmly.
Syaoran had no choice but to nod along and said, "Fine. I promise I won't hurt her."
Eriol nodded and said, "All right, now which one's my bed?"
Meiling, who was about to enter the room, had been listening through the door.
"Wow," she said, and nodded in approval.
A/N: Now this is the end of chapter…7!!!!!!!! Yay! Sorry it took me longer than usual. How'd you like it? Review, please! Sorry I've been postponing the results. It'll be up on the next chapter. Now, the whole gang is there! And don't you think Eriol's kind of hot, standing up for Sakura? Lol. Anyways, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: Chapter 7!!!!!!!! Bwahah! Slap fight in this one! Between Maeko and Sakura! That's only a part of this fanfic. After that, Sakura's plan goes into action. And SOMEONE gets kicked out of the contest. Review!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own CCS, plus I don't own the songs that are in here. Let me say that again, I DO NOT OWN THE SONGS THAT ARE IN HERE.
Road to Stardom
By SwEeT AnGeL 1004
Chapter 7: Slapfight, Kickout, Eriol and The Talk.
Maeko's hands trembled in anger and she pushed the button to go to her hotel room.
Sakura and Syaoran? No way.
She had worked too hard to get this far, and she was NOT losing Syaoran to some slut (A/N: lol.) like Sakura.
Or maybe they weren't together. That was always a possibility.
Tomorrow was Sunday. Maybe Maeko could tell Sakura to bug off, and a little weasel like Sakura would surely listen to Maeko.
Maeko sighed, a little more relieved.
Syaoran would be hers; sooner or later.
"Mmmmm," Sakura moaned deliciously, devouring her lips into Syaoran's.
They were making out in the hallway before going their own ways to bed.
"We should stop," Sakura panted between kisses.
"Why?" Syaoran questioned, and kissed Sakura again.
"It's late. Come on, they'll get suspicious--mmm," Sakura continued, getting cut off by Syaoran's delectable lips.
"All right. But don't go anywhere tomorrow," Syaoran said.
"Why, so we can make out all day?" Sakura teased, and pulled herself away from Syaoran.
"Basically. I'll see you tomorrow morning, okay?" Syaoran said, and they parted, going into separate doors.
Sakura sighed in contentment and went into her hotel rooms, where Tomoyo greeted her with a teasing smile on her face.
"So, who were you with?" Tomoyo sang.
"You know who. You know everything. Now leave me alone!!" Sakura giggled, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Tomoyo smiled, remembering how she had acted like that when she first met Eriol.
And now she was engaged to him…to be married on New Year's Eve, exactly at midnight.
Next Morning…………
"Mmm," Sakura said, waking up in a dream involving a run on the beach and Syaoran.
She picked up the hotel phone and was surprised to hear---Maeko's singy-songy voice.
"Hiiiii, Sakura!" Maeko said bubbly, and Sakura groaned back, "yeah? Who is this?"
"Maeko!" Maeko chirped, and said, "You remember me, right?"
"Ooh. Yeah. Hi," Sakura said, more fully awake now.
"So I was wondering if you want to go to lunch with me? At this restaurant in downtown. It's absolutely Delicious, plus I have daddy's credit card with me," Maeko sang.
"Okay…….but it's like 6 am right now," Sakura said.
"I know, I know. But you know…I want us to get closer, you know? Like friends?" Maeko asked.
"Okay. I'll meet you at the restaurant at 1," Sakura said.
"Okay," Maeko said, and told Sakura where the restaurant was and its name.
"That was an interesting experience," Sakura said aloud.
She rolled back over onto her back and admired the ring Syaoran had given her.
It was silver with a small emblem on the front.
And using her limited Chinese language skills, Sakura could make out the word LI.
Sakura sighed in happiness, and went back to sleep.
Around noon, she woke up when suddenly Tomoyo burst in the room.
"Where were you?" Sakura asked, but Tomoyo frantically waved her arms with a newspaper in her hand.
"What is that?" Sakura asked, and Tomoyo threw the paper to her.
Sakura deftly caught it in her hands and gasped at she saw the front cover.
The newspaper was sort of a magazine, the Japanese equivalent of The National Enquirer or The Globe (the tabloids).
On the cover was Sakura and Syaoran's kissing faces, and the photo was edited so that Sakura and Syaoran's shoulders were bare---which made them look like they were naked.
"Who the hell wrote this?" Sakura asked, mad, and flipped to the inside.
Inside, stated in bold letters, were the words STARS IN LOVE?
There was whole article on Sakura and Syaoran, their 'love' and tons of pictures of them being sighted in the hotel last night and in the car.
"What the fuck is this?" Syaoran burst in her room.
"I don't know?? Did you see anyone last night taking our picture?" Sakura asked helplessly.
"No. But then again we were so busy kissing that we probably didn't notice. And the picture is TOTALLY UP CLOSE!!" Syaoran exclaimed.
"Well, thank goodness its just the tabloids. I mean, if it was in the real news, then that'd get serious," Sakura said.
"But before long it'll show up in MTV and then in the news," Tomoyo said.
"What should we do? Talk to Mr. Kenora?" Sakura asked.
"Nooo," Syaoran shuddered.
"Well, I can't deal with it right now. I have a lunch date and I need to get ready," Sakura said.
"With who?" Syaoran asked, curious.
"Someone. I'll be back around 3," Sakura said.
"All right. I'll leave. But I'm treating you to dinner tonight, okay? And after that maybe we can take a drive," Syaoran said, trying to hint at Sakura without being too subtle.
"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone. I need to call Eriol," Tomoyo said, smiling as she left.
"Okay. Tonight. I promise, all right?" Sakura said, and leaned forward for a short kiss.
Syaoran did a double take and looked around.
He went out to the window and looked down; he went to the door and opened it to make sure no one was there.
He came back and gave Sakura a short, sweet kiss.
Sakura laughed and watched as he left.
She changed into a lime green sundress, green sandals which had wood in it (too complicated to explain. The platforms.), and a lime green purse.
Sakura secured her pony tail with a green clip and smiled at her reflection before she realized who she was meeting with.
She made a face and left for the restaurant.
"Is Maeko Koi here yet?" Sakura asked.
"Yes," the waiter said, bowed and led Sakura inside to the classy restaurant.
He led her into a private room with thick walls and a personal waiter.
"Hi," Maeko said, and rose to greet Sakura.
"Hi," Sakura replied.
Maeko nodded at the waiter to leave the room, when Maeko's sugary sweet voice changed and Maeko furiously said, "What the hell is this?"
Sakura, surprised, looked at the same tabloid she had looked at before.
"Nothing. It's just a picture some camera man probably took, spying on us," Sakura replied calmly.
"So are you two together now?" Maeko asked, venom in her voice.
Sakura nodded, kind of scared now.
"I hate to break it to you, but you have to break up with him," Maeko said matter-of-factly.
"Why? I can date whoever I want, and it's not like you own Syaoran. Or as if he'd go out with a whore like you," Sakura replied coolly.
Maeko suddenly slapped Sakura's right cheek, and Sakura retaliated quickly.
"Who told you you have the right to slap me? You freaking bitch! My father and brother have never slapped me, and no one gave you permission to slap me," Sakura said, fire burning in her eyes.
Sakura slapped Maeko back suddenly, and Maeko recoiled.
"What the hell---" she barely said before Sakura slapped her again, harder and fiercer. (a/n: GO SAKURA!!!!!!!!!!!)
Sakura and Maeko stood panting in pain and anger, staring at each other.
If looks could kill, they'd be dead by now--both of them.
Sakura took a deep breath and sat down.
"So, what are you going to order?" Sakura asked calmly.
Maeko whirled around and left the room, snarling at the waiter who was waiting outside.
Sakura thought, "Friends? My ass."
"Is everything okay, ma'am?" the waiter came in and asked.
"Perfectly fine. Now, about lunch? I'd like the sirloin steak and the lobster plate. In fact, add some spaghetti, baby back ribs and three bags of breadsticks all to go. And charge it on her bill," Sakura said, smiling.
"Sure," the waiter shrugged and left the room.
Sakura came home around two, lugging three huge bags from the restaurant.
"Everyone? Meet in my room!" Sakura yelled, and set up all of the food on the table in their room.
"Yum! Where'd you get all of this food?" Tomoyo entered the room, sniffing the air.
"You can NOT believe what happened to me!" Sakura said, when suddenly Syaoran came in and leaned over to her cheek.
"Did someone slap you? You're bruising up," Syaoran said worriedly.
"I'm perfectly fine. Okay. So this morning Maeko calls me and asks me to lunch. I'm like, okay, and she says that she wants to be 'friends' with me. Anyways, we get there and she bursts out saying that I don't deserve Syaoran and that I have to break up with him. So I say, no. She gets mad and slaps me. I get angrier, yell at her, slap her. She gets freaked out, probably because I messed up her makeup or something, and then I slap her again. I try not to be violent, but I couldn't help it. She stormed out, and I ordered all this food on her credit card," Sakura finished up.
Meiling, who had been digging in the pasta, burst out laughing, sending flying chunks of noodles and sauce all over.
"That's HILARIOUS!!" Meiling exclaimed, and Sakura grinned.
"She slapped you?" Syaoran asked.
"Yeah. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. She doesn't know how to pack a punch. And now I'm going to go see Mr. Kenora about something. I'll talk to you guys later, okay? Eat in!" Sakura said, and quickly left the room.
She made her way to the Yukimoto Center where she spotted Mr. Kenora.
"Mr. Kenora! Mr. Kenora!" she yelled, and ran to catch up with him.
"What do you want?" Mr. Kenora asked gruffly.
"I have to talk to you," Sakura said, panting from the short run.
"If it's about the tabloids, I have nothing to do with them," Mr. Kenora quickly stated.
"No. It's about Maeko. I don't really want to talk about it here, so could we go somewhere a little more private?" Sakura asked.
"Follow me," Mr. Kenora said and led Sakura to his tiny office that had once been a mop closet.
"So what it is?" Mr. Kenora asked.
"I'll just cut to the chase. Maeko's really 25, and the rules imply that we have to be under 24 to qualify. I found her drivers license in the gym. Also, I believe that she cheated on her application. And though Maeko's a good singer, she isn't a very good person," Sakura stated.
Mr. Kenora pursed his lips for a while and opened one of his drawers and took out a file.
"Let me see the driver's license," he said, and Sakura fished it out from her purse and handed it to him.
She watched as he compared the date on the application with the date on the plastic card.
"You're right. I'm afraid that we're going to have to disqualify her," Mr. Kenora said slowly.
"I'm afraid so," Sakura said, doing her best to conceal a huge smile that she knew would be showing.
"All right, then. That's it," Mr. Kenora said, and led Sakura to the door.
"Okay! And the results for the contest will be up Wednesday, right?" Sakura asked.
"Yes. Now, go away. I have to make some phone calls," Mr. Kenora said, and shut the door in Sakura's face.
Sakura shrugged, not letting him ruin her excellent mood.
She pranced and danced all the way back to the hotel, where her room was spotless.
There was a note on the bed that read, "Gone to airport. Call me on my celly. ~Tomoyo."
Sakura wondered what was going on, and quickly went across the bathroom to Syaoran and Meiling's side.
There was no one there, so Sakura used her cell phone to call Tomoyo's.
"Hello?" Tomoyo answered.
"Hey, it's me. What's going on?" Sakura asked.
"I'm at the airport. Guess what? Eriol decided to come here for the remainder of the time? He misses me. Syaoran and Meiling are here with me. Want to meet us here? Wait--ERIOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Tomoyo screamed, and the cell phone dropped to the floor.
Sakura patiently waited until Meiling picked it up.
"Tomoyo just saw Eriol. We'll be back at the hotel in five minutes, okay? And Syaoran misses you!!" Meiling yelled, and the phone went dead.
Sakura laughed and flipped her cell phone close.
Pretty soon, there was a loud knocking on the door and Sakura got up and opened it.
It was Eriol, who was carrying a giggling Tomoyo in his arms.
Meiling was laughing at the lovey-dovey couple, and Syaoran was carrying Eriol's luggage with a scowl on his face.
"Hi, Sakura," Eriol put down Tomoyo on the bed and went to Sakura, who gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Syaoran tensed up at the sight, Sakura kissing another guy's cheek, but relaxed when Eriol turned away from her.
"So where are you going to stay?" Sakura asked.
"In here," Eriol said, and winked at Tomoyo.
"No!!" Sakura objected, grossing out at wondering what could happen with both of them in one bed.
"How about he stays in Meiling's bed and Meiling can sleep with you guys?" Syaoran suggested.
"Good idea," Eriol said, and slapped Syaoran's back, making him wince.
(A/N: In this story, they're not related. No clow reed reincarnation or whatever.)
"Why don't you just get your own room, Eriol?" Sakura questioned.
"Nah. Have the money, but don't feel like it. Besides, I'm probably going to be over here most of the time," Eriol explained.
"Okay. Anyways, I talked to Mr. Kenora and he said he'll be making some phone calls. Let's go celebrate! And Eriol can pay!" Sakura exclaimed.
Eriol good naturedly shrugged and said, "Sure. Let's go to a loud, tacky burger place a saw down the street."
"Okay. Why don't you unpack and we'll get ready?" Meiling suggested.
"Aight. C'mon, Syaoran," Eriol crossed the bathroom and into the guys' rooms.
Eriol promptly sat Syaoran down and started talking.
"You like Sakura?" he asked.
Syaoran paused then nodded his head quickly.
"Well, don't ever hurt her. Ever. She like a sister to me, and she's too innocent and pure to ever be taken advantage of. She's never had a boyfriend and is too naïve to understand these things, so you better be careful. Or else Tomoyo, her older brother, who you really should be scared of, and I will come hunt you down," Eriol said firmly.
Syaoran had no choice but to nod along and said, "Fine. I promise I won't hurt her."
Eriol nodded and said, "All right, now which one's my bed?"
Meiling, who was about to enter the room, had been listening through the door.
"Wow," she said, and nodded in approval.
A/N: Now this is the end of chapter…7!!!!!!!! Yay! Sorry it took me longer than usual. How'd you like it? Review, please! Sorry I've been postponing the results. It'll be up on the next chapter. Now, the whole gang is there! And don't you think Eriol's kind of hot, standing up for Sakura? Lol. Anyways, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!