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It's His Turn

"Oh daddy, this will look good on you." Sakura held up a blue checkered polo shirt towards her dad.

Fujitaka took it from her and inspected it. "It looks nice."

"I can't believe that you agreed with Sakura, dad." Touya grumbled as he shifted the shopping bags he that is holding.

Sakura just smiled at him. "Awwww...be good to your sister. Don't worry, you'll have your turn later."

Touya sighed in defeat.

Syaoran kept on walking around the living room of his apartment. He would sometimes look longingly on his phone.

"Son, would you stop pacing around. You're giving me a headache." Yelan looked at her son with sympathy while she sat on the sofa, reading on a magazine. "I know you wanted to be with Sakura but you have to let her have her time with her family."

Syaoran sat down beside her. "Yeah, I miss her already!"

Yelan smiled and placed the magazine down. She caressed her son's thick hair. "You've really changed my dear. Do you remember last time when we sat down together like this?"

"It was when I was about to leave." Syaoran smiled at the memory. "We seldomly spend time with each other, mom."

Yelan's smile disappeared. It was sadly true. Since her husband died, she became busy with being the Li Clan leader. She even sacrificed spending time with her children. "I'm so sorry my dear child."

"I have an idea!" Syaoran faced her. "I'll tour you around Tomoeda. I'll show you a lot of very interesting places."

"Ohhhh!!! I would love that!" Yelan clasped her hands in front of her chest. "Anyway, I haven't done any shopping yet!"

Syaoran fell from the sofa.

Sakura munched happily on her tuna sushi. "Mmmmmm!! I'll really miss this." She grabbed another sushi.

"I hope you'll not act like this in front of the Li Family." Touya snorted at his sister's eating habit.

Fujitaka chuckled. "I'm sure she won't, Touya. She won't be a kaijuu when Syaoran is around."

"Daaaaaadd!" Sakura grumbled.

"He's such a good boy!"

"Definitely, I hope my son is like him."

Syaoran glared hard at the floor when he heard the people talking about him. He looked at his both hands, full of shopping bags from every signature store. On his right side, Wei is walking beside him, holding some shopping bags too. He grunted when his mother entered another shop. "Mom, when will you finish your shopping spree?"

"Oh Syaoran dear! It seems that everywhere I look, I see something that is very pleasant in my eyes. So, I have to buy it." Yelen replied happily as she held up a crystalline figurine. "This is another good addition to my collection!"

"There's only one solution to your problem. I'll blindfold you and lead you out of the mall."

Yelan glared at Syaoran. "That's very rude, son. Besides, we're spending some quality time together." She went out of the shop and continued walking.

Syaoran rolled his eyes. "Yeah...quality time."

"Ohhhhh!! It's soooo cute!" Yelan looked happily through the display window of a baby store.

Wei smiled at the Li mistress. "I used to accompany you and Master Li when you both bought stuffs like that for young master."

"I want to buy again!"

Syaoran's eyes widened. "You're pregnant! Who's the father!!" He looked suspiciously at his mother.

"I'm not!" Yelan glared at Syaoran again. "What I'm saying is you should give me grandchildren so I could buy them clothes!"

Syaoran turned into a human tomato. "Moooooom!! Let's not discuss this in public!"

Yelan placed her hands on her hips. "Ok, son. Just remember, not just 3 but a dozen or more grandchildren is what I want!" She walked away from the store.

Syaoran almost collapsed at what he heard. Wei hid his laughter as he passed the future producer of the next Li generation.

Touya reluctantly stepped out of the dressing room. Sakura and his father forced him to wear a sweater that they both insisted that it would look good on him.

"That's nice, son." Fujitaka commented.

"I don't like sweaters! I don't look macho!"

Sakura snorted. "Since when did you look like one?"

"Don't worry, son. You may not look macho but still you inherited my good looks." Fujitaka patted him on his shoulder. "It doesn't look bad on you."

"I think he prefers wearing just vests so he could show his skinny body!" Sakura said while laughing and throwing a checked vest at his face.

Touya chased Sakura around the store.

Fujitaka shrugged at the sight before him. 'Until now, I'm wondering where they both inherited their craziness."

Sorry if this chapter is short and there's no S+S moments. I hope that it entertained you all. It's just that I'm in no good mood because I had a fight with my dad.

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