"." - Talking (NO Duh!) ^.^ - Thinking (.) - My daft self . - Singing/Battle Chants CAPS - Shouting or emphasis on that word *Note: '-' will be replacing those dot dot dot thingies since dot dot dots show as only one dot on ff.net.

Disclaimer: Hiz guys. I'm bored. Really bored. This is the third last chappie if you want to know. Some of you must be thinking oh yay, right? This is a very boring story wasn't it? All the plotlessness and all that other shit. Too much clothing description, too much this, too much that, too much all the other shit. I bet you guys will be happy if I just stopped after this story and left out the sequel, much as I was looking forward to doing it. And if you're thinking that I'm still sore about that flame I got couple days back, yes, you're right. I don't own CCS or CC, and shan't care from now on, cos I'd rather own Sha Gojyo.

By the way, for all you idiots who agreed with what I said just now, HA! Too bad! I'm doing the sequel and that's that! And to whatever few fantastic readers who are actually looking forward to it, I won't let you down. It's gonna bigger, better, and one big mega crossover with other stuff.

Let's remind each other that I don't care what the real school system is, here in this fic, school is from Jan to Apr and Aug to Nov. Hols are May to Jul and Dec. This camp is during the last couple weeks of June and the prom is on 20th of July and the year is 2003.

Camp times two

*Chapter 24: Camp two, Day fourteen*

~*~ Flashback ~*~

There was a flash, and then it was all over.

~*~ End Flashback ~*~

It was the last day of camp, everyone was feeling gloomy about leaving newfound friends, but were looking forward to the post-graduation prom. So, they were all slouching on the couch doing nothing except for Sakura who had managed to get hold of Syaoran's handphone and was playing Snake II. Suddenly, it rang. She was so shocked, she jolted up and it was sent flying straight into Eriol's palm. He looked at the display then looked up with that familiar glint in his eye, "Ooh. Syaoran's mommy wants to know if her weedle baby is fine. Let's see what she has to say."

Syaoran's eyes widened in horror, "NO!! DIN'T TOUCH THA- "

Too late. Eriol pressed the button and put the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

Pause.

"Hiiragizawa Eriol."

Pause.

"Sorry. Syaoran is currently busy begging to have his phone back."

Pause.

"Yes, my aura should feel somewhat familiar to you even though it could have been screwed up by all the telephone shit."

Pause again.

"Because I'm the reincarnation of Clow Reed."

Pause.

"Are you sure you trust me with this piece of information?" He grinned that evil grin of his, making Syaoran panic even more.

Pause.

"Alright then. I'll pass it on. He'll get it. Goodbye and have a wonderful day, Mrs. Li."

He pressed another button and turned to his cute descendant, "You forgot that you turn 18 one week before prom, you silly boy."

"18? What so special about-oh shit."

"Yes. Oh shit is right. Considering you've got about a fortnight to get yourself a fiancée. And you have to get married on your birthday, not counting that you also get your inheritance on that same day."

Sakura interjected, "Married? Syao-chan, you never told me."

He smiled sheepishly, "I forgot."

"Forgot my ass. He probably didn't want to bring it up, being that stupid cousin of mine that he is." Meiling joined in the conversation.

Xi Long elbowed him, "So, who's the lucky gal? Sakura, or have you been two- timing on the sly?"

He blushed in reply. All he knew is that he'd better get a ring, and get one fast.

Suddenly, he remembered one of the stories told to them about the lake on the grounds. Apparently, some years back, when the camp was under some other management, Sakura's mom had gone there and dropped her favourite ring into the lake. He then dashed out the door toward the lake, leaving everyone confused.

Seeing no one around, he dove right in (I don't care how much you guys beg, but I am NOT giving details on whether he dove fully-clothed or - ahem) and searched around for a while, until he finally found something shining in the mud. He dove downwards and dug and dug, but whatever it was, it still held fast by knots of seaweed. He surfaced for air, released his sword and dove back down. He found it again, and instead of taking the long way round by untangling the knots painstakingly, he slashed through the seaweed and let the ring loose. He surfaced, and under the sunlight, examined it. It was a silver band with a small diamond on it. The diamond had a sakura carved into it, and on the inner surface was carved in kanji, "Sakura e, watashi no ai wa kimi ni ageru." (it means "To Sakura, I give my love to you")

*later back at the cabin*

Poor Eriol was snooping around the room for forgotten items when Syaoran slammed his hand onto his victim's shoulder, "AAAAAAAAH~!!"

"Normally, I would be laughing my ass off saying that you squeal like a girl, but I need your help."

"Fine. What?"

"It sorta has to do with that call I got from my mom today."

Eriol smirked, "And you need help to figure out how to propose."

"Um - yes, I suppose."

"You'll know when the time comes. Nakuru got so excited last night she just spilled. Am I right to presume that you've got a ring?"

"Yeah."

"Good. Where'd you get it anyway?"

"Ya know that story they told us? I went to check it out."

"Cool. Worked huh? Can I see it?"

Syaoran passed the silver band to Eriol, who inspected it.

"Nice. Could do with a little polishing though."

They went downstairs, pilfered the tube of Autosol (Autosol rocks. Well, better than Brasso, anyway) and went back upstairs for Eriol to start scrubbing the minute thing, "WHAT? Why do I have to do it?"

"Because you're an extremely nice person who is willing to help out a friend in need and will have secured a high paying job if he does it and all goes well."

"Oh fine. How'd you know I was worrying about that, anyway?"

"You'll find out when you're done. Now get scrubbing."

He scrubbed until Syaoran was satisfied, i.e. until he could see the evil glint that had receded into the back of his eye, given the situation.

"Now, answer my question."

Syaoran shrugged, "Easy. I was gonna stay in Tomoeda and set up the main office here, anyway, and who better to hire than my friends? They're just about the people I trust the most."

"So, you made me polish that thing for nothing."

"Yup."

"You are dead the moment I can think of something."

"Whatever."

They walked out of the room to join the rest to go to the last minute meeting they were having.

*After everyone was seated*

Ms. Laura took the mike, "I know that the time has come for all of us to part, but look on the bright side. You guys can still keep in touch. Anyway, before we all leave, I thought we'd have a little activity before we leave. In this box are exactly a hundred and twenty six slips of paper. A hundred and twenty of them are blank, but the other six have the numbers one through six written on them. All of you, counsellor and camper alike, will pick a slip of paper. Numbers one to five will reflect on their experiences here in camp in numerical order, and number six will pick a person. Now, number six is to tell everyone here how his or her relationship with that person has developed. Got that? Now, let's start with Cabin 1."

Everyone went down to pick their slips of paper. Syaoran opened his, and true enough, it had a 6 written on it loud and clear. He turned to his friend beside him, "You messed with it as usual, didn't you?"

Eriol grinned, "Yup."

"Normally, I would be being held back to prevent me from strangling the shit out of you, but this time, I'll have to thank you."

"You're welcome."

Numbers one through five went out to talk, and finally it came to number six. Syaoran walked up onto the stage, his hand clutching the ring in his pocket. Ms. Laura, before handing the mike to him, asked, "Who're you picking?"

He held out his hand, and everyone immediately knew who he had picked - Sakura.

She walked down to the stage and got up next to him. He took the mike in his right hand, held hers in his left and then started, "This is Kinomoto Sakura, the girl who changed my life. When I first came to Tomoeda, I was cold, anti-social, and seemed to hate everything half to death. But she kept on trying to be my friend, and gradually, I felt myself falling for her. (By now, Sakura was blushing a bit) And, it was during this camp that we became a couple. Just this morning, I got a call from my mom, reminding me that my birthday was in two weeks. Some of you may know that I am the heir to the Li fortune. Some others who may know a bit more might know that I claim my inheritance on my eighteenth birthday. But only those in Cabin 6 would know that that is the day I have to marry, or the inheritance will go to the next in line, namely, my eldest sister, Fuutie." He released Sakura's hand; drew the ring from his pocket, "Kinomoto Sakura, will you marry me?"

Her eyes widened in surprise and she threw her arms around him in response. After they separated, he slipped the ring around her finger and cheers came from the crowd.

*When they're about to leave*

The couple was inseparable since he proposed. They even sat together on the bus.

When they got of the bus at Tomoeda (I am assuming Tomoeda is in the suburbs next to Tokyo, since they only need to take a short train ride to get to what I'm assuming is the Tokyo Tower), Tomoyo's bodyguards were ready to drive them to drop Meiling, Xi Ling, Xi Lang, Xi Long, Tara, Lara and Kara at the airport, Touya, Yukito, Nakuru, Sakura, Syaoran, Tomoyo, Eriol, Chiharu, Naoko, Rika and Takashi at their homes and Fuji, Ryu and Satoshi at the train station.

*At the airport*

By some strange coincidence, the three flights to Hong Kong, Singapore and Shanghai left at the same time and they all boarded at the same time. Xi Ling & Tara and Xi Lang and Lara shared a last kiss, while Xi Long and Kara pretended to choke and gag. Fuji gave Meiling a pair of his small red power control devices, of which he has plenty in case some got lost. She smiled at him, removing the shoulder sweepers and replacing them with her new favourite accessories, before glomping him half to death.

After that, everyone was home and happy, looking forward to the next time they would see each other again.

WEE~!! THIS IS DONE!!!! I'm so bored. I hate warm tau hui. You guys really should go read Burnout's fic. It's really damn funny. Violent, but funny nonetheless. Oh yes, Burnout, if you're reading this, I can guarantee that if you don't start the sequel soon, you'll face the wrath of my air rifle glove. For everyone else's information, my air rifle glove is hard, stiff, rough and the most effective non-illegal weapon next to Sanzo's harisen. And rest assured, it hurts.