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: We're on chapter 8!! I'm more than half-way through with this fanfic! Not that it's a good thing, or anything. But you know. Anyways, so here I am with chapter 8. So please review! I'm begging you! Like, for FaM BaM (my nickname for Finding a Mother, Becoming a Mother), I got like 20 reviews per chapter. Now, I get like FIVE. DO you hear me, FIVE? Is this fanfiction not good enough? Sorry. I just had to let that out. But…..PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Oh yeah. This chapter is mainly mush and gush I wanted to write.
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 8: A Night of Celebration…NOT!!
It was Wednesday night. And everyone knows what Wednesday night is, right?
Yes, the third cut. It went from fifty people, then twenty five, and now…TEN.
So let's get on with the story.
Sakura was nervously pacing around and around the room, biting her lip as she did so.
"Relax, you're going to make it," Syaoran soothed, and rubbed Sakura's back gently. Which was pretty hard, as she was walking around like crazy.
"I know, I know. But I just feel like my last song wasn't good enough, you know?" Sakura asked.
"It was. Trust me. Ooh, I don't see Maeko in this crowd anywhere, do we?" Syaoran said.
"That gives me a LOT of comfort," Sakura said and grinned at Syaoran.
"There's Mr. Kenora!!" people in the crowd exclaimed, and they hushed down.
The important looking man strode up to the stage where the group always met.
Twenty four (Maeko's gone) anxious gazes met his, and he cleared his throat.
"I just want to say that this is the third cut. Getting to the fifty was the first, the twenty fifth was the second. And now the final then. After that is the final five, two and one. It is very intense. Now, for the list," Mr. Kenora began.
"Shaun Tanaka. Dukyeh Takahomo. Hanako Fumiyo. Richard Chen. Ichimonji Oso. Joruri Ichi. Shinhye Park. Dokuohtei Royama. Sakura Kinomoto, and Syaoran Li," he finished.
"Woo hoo!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sakura shrieked, and Syaoran lifted her up in a bear hug.
"I can't believe we made it! Together!" Sakura exclaimed excitedly.
The fourteen that didn't make it filtered out of the stage, and Mr. Kenora turned his attention to the ten.
"Now. Competition is going to get rough. I want you to do your best. So today, you have the night to your own."
Sakura and Syaoran walked out of the stage, hand in hand.
They didn't bother to keep their relationship private. The tabloids didn't care, they were too busy buzzing around the story of Maeko getting disqualified.
"So what should we do tonight?" Syaoran asked.
"Celebrate, definitely," Sakura said smiling.
They stopped walking in the middle of the sidewalk to gaze into each other's eyes.
"Come on. People are staring," Syaoran murmured, and Sakura nodded slowly.
The magic was broken when suddenly a throng of middle school girls suddenly came out of the crowd, screaming.
"Syaoran! Li!" they squealed and clamored to get his autograph.
"Run!" Sakura exclaimed, and the two sprinted away from the busy street and ducked into their hotel.
They didn't stop running until they reached Sakura's room, where they quickly locked the door.
They were alone in her room.
Sakura gave a devilish look at Syaoran and he leaned in for a kiss when Eriol, Tomoyo and Meiling barged in, carrying more shopping bags. Actually, Eriol was carrying them.
"What's up?" they asked cheerfully, definitely not noticing that the two were in an intimate moment.
"Oh, we made the cut. And eight other people," Sakura said, and squealed.
The two other girls also squealed and they went into a 'group hug' (something Syaoran and Eriol would never understand).
"So, this calls for a celebration! How about dinner and then a night at the karaoke bar?" Meiling asked cheerfully.
"I'm cool with that," Sakura said, and grinned.
"That's settled. Let's go!"
The guys separated from the girls and went to their room to change into more formal clothes for a formal dinner.
Syaoran got out a pair of black pants and a white button up shirt which he promptly pulled over his head.
Eriol changed into black pants, a black shirt and grabbed black jacket on the way out the door to wait for the girls.
They emerged in about ten minutes, looking wonderful in short, colorful dresses.
"Let's go," Sakura said, and took Syaoran's extended arm.
Tomoyo and Eriol paired up, and poor Meiling followed behind the two couples.
They took Eriol's limousine to a fancy dinner place, where they got seated by handsome waiters.
They ordered drinks and an appetizer, and sat around sipping their drinks and talking.
Meiling asked, "So have you thought about what you're going to do at the final cut? I mean, if you two make it up to the top?"
Silence.
Sakura squirmed awkwardly, and said, "No. We haven't thought about that."
"Oh."
More silence.
"Are you going to think about it?" Meiling picked on.
Silence.
"I guess we have to," Sakura said.
She nervously fidgeted, twisting her ring around her finger.
The tense air was broken when their waiter came with the appetizer, and they had a reason to not talk…but the question was still lingering in the air.
The dinner was over by 8, and they headed towards the karaoke bar, but no one felt in the mood.
"You guys want to go in a bar?" Sakura suddenly asked, and everyone looked at her.
That was something that she would not normally say, but they all shrugged, u-turned and headed for the nearest bar/dance club.
Inside the bar, the whole club was rocking with the loud bass beat, and Sakura dragged everyone over to a seat.
"Five beers, please!" Sakura said cheerfully to the scantily clad waiter, and she nodded.
The four other people were staring, dumbfounded. What in the world?
"Let's dance!" Sakura exclaimed, and dragged Syaoran onto the dance floor, where she promptly started dancing to a mute Syaoran.
Eriol and Tomoyo shrugged, but followed them and they started dancing to the rhythm, and Meiling soon found a partner.
After half an hour, Sakura sat down at their little booth, panting heavily.
She chugged down hers and Syaoran's mug of beer, much to the distaste of Syaoran.
"COme on….let's go onstage," Sakura slurred.
The beer was starting to go to her head, and she staggered towards the stage.
"I'm okay, I'm okay," she said to no one in particular.
Syaoran roughly grabbed her and dragged her off the a private, enclosed area.
"Sakura, what's wrong? You're not acting like yourself," he demanded.
Sakura shook her head drunkenly, and said, "No. I'm okay."
"No you're not. What's wrong?"
"Oh, forget it Syao-baby. We need to just have fun and relax," Sakura slurred.
"Is this about what Meiling said at dinner?" he asked.
"Maybe," she said, but he didn't get a chance to press any further.
Because Meiling came running, tears streaming down her face.
"What's wrong?" Syaoran quickly asked.
"It's official. The Li clan's just declared bankruptcy. I got a call from mom. They're frantic, they don't know what to do, and Elder Shao's gone. He just left," Meiling said, now getting hysterical.
Syaoran didn't know what to do.
He glanced at Sakura, who was now throwing up at his side, and then at Meiling, who was sobbing.
"ArGH!!!!!!!" Syaoran groaned.
Tomoyo and Eriol wandered over, in the middle of making out and getting undressed.
"You two! Get Sakura cleaned up while I get the limo ready. Meiling, get your act together and wipe your face off. We're going back home, and I'll deal with everything there. And you two get off each other!!" Syaoran said, disgusted with Tomoyo and Eriol's antics.
Syaoran quickly ran outside to get the limousine, and had it brought up to the front of the club.
Eriol had a babbling Sakura on his back, while Tomoyo tried to comfort the teary Meiling.
They drove back to the hotel quickly, and Syaoran gave a piggy-back ride to Sakura while Tomoyo and Eriol supported Meiling who seemed on the verge of a breakdown.
Syaoran sighed in the girls' room and sat down the loveseat that was inside.
Sakura was leaning against him, reeking of thrown-up beer and dinner, snoring gently.
"Okay. Meiling, are you sure you got the facts right?" Syaoran asked as calmly as he could.
Meiling nodded.
"Okay. I'm going to call Mom," he said, and dialed home with his cell phone.
"Mother?" Syaoran asked when someone picked up on the other line.
"Oh, is it you, Little Wolf?" Yelan seemed grateful that her son had called.
"Did you call Meiling? What happened? Give me the full details," Syaoran demanded.
Yelan sighed and said, "Well. First of all, Elder Shao's been missing since a couple of days ago, and his bank account has been drained. This is terrible for me to say, but I think he took what money he had and ran. He never was a good leader."
"Dammit, I knew that! If only all the other elders had thought so. Then I could've taken care of all this crap!" Syaoran swore.
"Calm down! Anyways, we don't know what to do. Even I'm at a lost as to what to do! Sweetie, can you come home with Meiling?" Yelan pleaded.
"Mom. I'm in the top ten right now. I have a 10 percent chance of making it to the top. Why don't I take that chance? Who knows? I might win, mother. And the million dollars could come in handy. I'll send Meiling home, though. What are you guys going to do?" Syaoran asked.
"We're not so sure. I think we could pull together some money from pawning all our jewels. We have to sell the house. I suppose that the whole family has to separate," Yelan sighed again.
Syaoran gulped. That house, being sold? Impossible. It was the symbol of all the money and power the Li's had, and it was going to be sold. With all his childhood memories, too.
"Well, I'll call the airport and change Meiling's plane ticket to tomorrow. Can you meet her?" Syaoran asked.
"I guess. There's not much we can do right now, and we might as well do that," Syaoran's mother sounded old and tired.
"Okay. Give my love to everyone, okay? I'll be home as soon as I can," Syaoran hung up.
Meiling had been intently listening, sighed and said, "I guess I have to go home, don't I."
Syaoran nodded grimly.
He was waiting for an argument to come, but none did.
Syaoran stroked Meiling's hair for a minute and said, "You've grown up a lot these past weeks."
Meiling looked up and nodded, "Yeah. I realized that there's more to life than just…what I normally do. I'll start packing while you change the flight times."
Syaoran got up and stretched.
Sakura was in her bed, having been tucked in by Tomoyo.
He walked over and gently kissed her on the forehead, and she stirred in her sleep.
When everyone had left, and Tomoyo and Meiling asleep, Sakura opened her eyes.
She had heard everything, and fortunately wasn't too drunken to not understand anything.
A/N: SORRY THIS CHAPTER SUCKS!!!!!!! AND THAT IT'S SO SHORT!!!!! SORRY!!!!! I"LL TRY TO MAKE IT ALL BETTER IN CHAPTER 9, OKAY? THE NEXT CHAPTER HAS THE NEXT CONCERT!!!
A/N: We're on chapter 8!! I'm more than half-way through with this fanfic! Not that it's a good thing, or anything. But you know. Anyways, so here I am with chapter 8. So please review! I'm begging you! Like, for FaM BaM (my nickname for Finding a Mother, Becoming a Mother), I got like 20 reviews per chapter. Now, I get like FIVE. DO you hear me, FIVE? Is this fanfiction not good enough? Sorry. I just had to let that out. But…..PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Oh yeah. This chapter is mainly mush and gush I wanted to write.
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 8: A Night of Celebration…NOT!!
It was Wednesday night. And everyone knows what Wednesday night is, right?
Yes, the third cut. It went from fifty people, then twenty five, and now…TEN.
So let's get on with the story.
Sakura was nervously pacing around and around the room, biting her lip as she did so.
"Relax, you're going to make it," Syaoran soothed, and rubbed Sakura's back gently. Which was pretty hard, as she was walking around like crazy.
"I know, I know. But I just feel like my last song wasn't good enough, you know?" Sakura asked.
"It was. Trust me. Ooh, I don't see Maeko in this crowd anywhere, do we?" Syaoran said.
"That gives me a LOT of comfort," Sakura said and grinned at Syaoran.
"There's Mr. Kenora!!" people in the crowd exclaimed, and they hushed down.
The important looking man strode up to the stage where the group always met.
Twenty four (Maeko's gone) anxious gazes met his, and he cleared his throat.
"I just want to say that this is the third cut. Getting to the fifty was the first, the twenty fifth was the second. And now the final then. After that is the final five, two and one. It is very intense. Now, for the list," Mr. Kenora began.
"Shaun Tanaka. Dukyeh Takahomo. Hanako Fumiyo. Richard Chen. Ichimonji Oso. Joruri Ichi. Shinhye Park. Dokuohtei Royama. Sakura Kinomoto, and Syaoran Li," he finished.
"Woo hoo!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sakura shrieked, and Syaoran lifted her up in a bear hug.
"I can't believe we made it! Together!" Sakura exclaimed excitedly.
The fourteen that didn't make it filtered out of the stage, and Mr. Kenora turned his attention to the ten.
"Now. Competition is going to get rough. I want you to do your best. So today, you have the night to your own."
Sakura and Syaoran walked out of the stage, hand in hand.
They didn't bother to keep their relationship private. The tabloids didn't care, they were too busy buzzing around the story of Maeko getting disqualified.
"So what should we do tonight?" Syaoran asked.
"Celebrate, definitely," Sakura said smiling.
They stopped walking in the middle of the sidewalk to gaze into each other's eyes.
"Come on. People are staring," Syaoran murmured, and Sakura nodded slowly.
The magic was broken when suddenly a throng of middle school girls suddenly came out of the crowd, screaming.
"Syaoran! Li!" they squealed and clamored to get his autograph.
"Run!" Sakura exclaimed, and the two sprinted away from the busy street and ducked into their hotel.
They didn't stop running until they reached Sakura's room, where they quickly locked the door.
They were alone in her room.
Sakura gave a devilish look at Syaoran and he leaned in for a kiss when Eriol, Tomoyo and Meiling barged in, carrying more shopping bags. Actually, Eriol was carrying them.
"What's up?" they asked cheerfully, definitely not noticing that the two were in an intimate moment.
"Oh, we made the cut. And eight other people," Sakura said, and squealed.
The two other girls also squealed and they went into a 'group hug' (something Syaoran and Eriol would never understand).
"So, this calls for a celebration! How about dinner and then a night at the karaoke bar?" Meiling asked cheerfully.
"I'm cool with that," Sakura said, and grinned.
"That's settled. Let's go!"
The guys separated from the girls and went to their room to change into more formal clothes for a formal dinner.
Syaoran got out a pair of black pants and a white button up shirt which he promptly pulled over his head.
Eriol changed into black pants, a black shirt and grabbed black jacket on the way out the door to wait for the girls.
They emerged in about ten minutes, looking wonderful in short, colorful dresses.
"Let's go," Sakura said, and took Syaoran's extended arm.
Tomoyo and Eriol paired up, and poor Meiling followed behind the two couples.
They took Eriol's limousine to a fancy dinner place, where they got seated by handsome waiters.
They ordered drinks and an appetizer, and sat around sipping their drinks and talking.
Meiling asked, "So have you thought about what you're going to do at the final cut? I mean, if you two make it up to the top?"
Silence.
Sakura squirmed awkwardly, and said, "No. We haven't thought about that."
"Oh."
More silence.
"Are you going to think about it?" Meiling picked on.
Silence.
"I guess we have to," Sakura said.
She nervously fidgeted, twisting her ring around her finger.
The tense air was broken when their waiter came with the appetizer, and they had a reason to not talk…but the question was still lingering in the air.
The dinner was over by 8, and they headed towards the karaoke bar, but no one felt in the mood.
"You guys want to go in a bar?" Sakura suddenly asked, and everyone looked at her.
That was something that she would not normally say, but they all shrugged, u-turned and headed for the nearest bar/dance club.
Inside the bar, the whole club was rocking with the loud bass beat, and Sakura dragged everyone over to a seat.
"Five beers, please!" Sakura said cheerfully to the scantily clad waiter, and she nodded.
The four other people were staring, dumbfounded. What in the world?
"Let's dance!" Sakura exclaimed, and dragged Syaoran onto the dance floor, where she promptly started dancing to a mute Syaoran.
Eriol and Tomoyo shrugged, but followed them and they started dancing to the rhythm, and Meiling soon found a partner.
After half an hour, Sakura sat down at their little booth, panting heavily.
She chugged down hers and Syaoran's mug of beer, much to the distaste of Syaoran.
"COme on….let's go onstage," Sakura slurred.
The beer was starting to go to her head, and she staggered towards the stage.
"I'm okay, I'm okay," she said to no one in particular.
Syaoran roughly grabbed her and dragged her off the a private, enclosed area.
"Sakura, what's wrong? You're not acting like yourself," he demanded.
Sakura shook her head drunkenly, and said, "No. I'm okay."
"No you're not. What's wrong?"
"Oh, forget it Syao-baby. We need to just have fun and relax," Sakura slurred.
"Is this about what Meiling said at dinner?" he asked.
"Maybe," she said, but he didn't get a chance to press any further.
Because Meiling came running, tears streaming down her face.
"What's wrong?" Syaoran quickly asked.
"It's official. The Li clan's just declared bankruptcy. I got a call from mom. They're frantic, they don't know what to do, and Elder Shao's gone. He just left," Meiling said, now getting hysterical.
Syaoran didn't know what to do.
He glanced at Sakura, who was now throwing up at his side, and then at Meiling, who was sobbing.
"ArGH!!!!!!!" Syaoran groaned.
Tomoyo and Eriol wandered over, in the middle of making out and getting undressed.
"You two! Get Sakura cleaned up while I get the limo ready. Meiling, get your act together and wipe your face off. We're going back home, and I'll deal with everything there. And you two get off each other!!" Syaoran said, disgusted with Tomoyo and Eriol's antics.
Syaoran quickly ran outside to get the limousine, and had it brought up to the front of the club.
Eriol had a babbling Sakura on his back, while Tomoyo tried to comfort the teary Meiling.
They drove back to the hotel quickly, and Syaoran gave a piggy-back ride to Sakura while Tomoyo and Eriol supported Meiling who seemed on the verge of a breakdown.
Syaoran sighed in the girls' room and sat down the loveseat that was inside.
Sakura was leaning against him, reeking of thrown-up beer and dinner, snoring gently.
"Okay. Meiling, are you sure you got the facts right?" Syaoran asked as calmly as he could.
Meiling nodded.
"Okay. I'm going to call Mom," he said, and dialed home with his cell phone.
"Mother?" Syaoran asked when someone picked up on the other line.
"Oh, is it you, Little Wolf?" Yelan seemed grateful that her son had called.
"Did you call Meiling? What happened? Give me the full details," Syaoran demanded.
Yelan sighed and said, "Well. First of all, Elder Shao's been missing since a couple of days ago, and his bank account has been drained. This is terrible for me to say, but I think he took what money he had and ran. He never was a good leader."
"Dammit, I knew that! If only all the other elders had thought so. Then I could've taken care of all this crap!" Syaoran swore.
"Calm down! Anyways, we don't know what to do. Even I'm at a lost as to what to do! Sweetie, can you come home with Meiling?" Yelan pleaded.
"Mom. I'm in the top ten right now. I have a 10 percent chance of making it to the top. Why don't I take that chance? Who knows? I might win, mother. And the million dollars could come in handy. I'll send Meiling home, though. What are you guys going to do?" Syaoran asked.
"We're not so sure. I think we could pull together some money from pawning all our jewels. We have to sell the house. I suppose that the whole family has to separate," Yelan sighed again.
Syaoran gulped. That house, being sold? Impossible. It was the symbol of all the money and power the Li's had, and it was going to be sold. With all his childhood memories, too.
"Well, I'll call the airport and change Meiling's plane ticket to tomorrow. Can you meet her?" Syaoran asked.
"I guess. There's not much we can do right now, and we might as well do that," Syaoran's mother sounded old and tired.
"Okay. Give my love to everyone, okay? I'll be home as soon as I can," Syaoran hung up.
Meiling had been intently listening, sighed and said, "I guess I have to go home, don't I."
Syaoran nodded grimly.
He was waiting for an argument to come, but none did.
Syaoran stroked Meiling's hair for a minute and said, "You've grown up a lot these past weeks."
Meiling looked up and nodded, "Yeah. I realized that there's more to life than just…what I normally do. I'll start packing while you change the flight times."
Syaoran got up and stretched.
Sakura was in her bed, having been tucked in by Tomoyo.
He walked over and gently kissed her on the forehead, and she stirred in her sleep.
When everyone had left, and Tomoyo and Meiling asleep, Sakura opened her eyes.
She had heard everything, and fortunately wasn't too drunken to not understand anything.
A/N: SORRY THIS CHAPTER SUCKS!!!!!!! AND THAT IT'S SO SHORT!!!!! SORRY!!!!! I"LL TRY TO MAKE IT ALL BETTER IN CHAPTER 9, OKAY? THE NEXT CHAPTER HAS THE NEXT CONCERT!!!