"Okay, we're ready when you are." the people at the recording studio gave Tomoyo the thumbs up of the signal and the music began to play.
"The freedom we have
The choices we make
The sacrifices we pay
Make life so complicated
Miwakeru me o
Tsukamaru ude o
Fumidasu ashi o
Dare ni yudanete"
Mono wa afureteku bakari
Jouhou wa konran suru
Ittai nani ga honto de
Nani ga uso nan darou
Bokutachi wa sou jiyuu de
Tada amari ni jiyuu sugite
Doko e datte ike sugite
Doko e mo ikezu ni
Sugi yuku kyou o
Mada minu asu o
Kakaeru kako o
Dare to wake au
Benri sugiru monotachi to
Fuben ni natteku kokoro
Hito mo yagate itsuno hi ka
Kigouka suru no kana
Bokutachi wa sou jiyuu de
Tada amari ni jiyuu sugite
Doko e datte ike sugite
Doko e mo ikezu ni
Ai wa maboroshi janai koto
Yume wa kitto kanau koto
Kibou no hikari wa sasu koto
Sou bokutachi ga shinjiru nara
Sora wa sukoshi tooi kedo
Niji no owari sagashi ni ikou
Daremo mita koto no nai
Keshiki o sagashi ni
Bokutachi wa sou jiyuu de
Tada amari ni jiyuu sugite
Doko e datte ike sugite
Doko e mo ikezu ni ita"
The song finishes, with everyone clapping madly and Miss Takenaka looking rather sheepish, and in awe at Tomoyo's strong voice. The people in the recording studio were supposed to stop in the middle of the song as the sample to give the manager but Tomoyo and company were doing too good to stop so everyone sat there and stared.
"That will be all." Miss Takenaka said but the door of the recording studio was flung open.
"Who says that all is done?" Mr Bonoshi was grinning in a way that made Sakura uncomfortable but then Syaoran whispered into her ear and said, "It's okay."
"I have yet to meet the hottest new girl band!"he was trying to imitate a young teenager's idolizing voice, but it sounded like a cat was in pain.
"Hand me the sample, Miss Takenaka." Mr Bonoshi said and she obeyed. The CD was being inserted to the BB3k, the new radio the company had scrimped up to manufacture and the song was played. Instead of the genuine song that they stuck their voices to, it came as an overproduced pop song.
Tomoyo and Sakura looked uneasily at the machine while Mr Bonoshi was grinning like a cheshire cat.
"Excuse me?" Sakura asked.
"And who might this lady be?" he grinned like a total pervert.
"Kinomoto Sakura. Pleased to meet you Mr er..."
"Bonoshi."
"Yeah. Mr Bonoshi, does the radio make our song sound like this or did you do something while recording?" Sakura was getting tensed up and worried, so was Tomoyo but Eriol and Syaoran just shut their mouths up.
"HAHAHA!" Mr Bonoshi shook the roof down."That's the funniest thing I ever heard!" To prove it to the two anxious girls, he slipped the disc into an ordinary radio, and the over produced pop song started playing.
"But then? How? What the-" Tomoyo was at a loss for words and her beautifully manicured nails were destroyed.
"Simple, Miss Kinomoto and Miss Daidouji. The song that you were singing to was processed into the machine the guys were tinkering with and out comes this." Mr Bonoshi held out the disc. His big, monster-like hands seemed to be able to crush the disc. Tomoyo was biting more of her nails.
"Therefore I hearby accept Kinomoto Sakura and Tomoyo Daidouji as the newest girl band!" Tomoyo stopped biting her nails when she heard that. and Mr Bonoshi cried triumphantly.
"What is your band name, by the way?" he asked and Syaoran used a hand to slap his forehead fed up that Mr Bonoshi couldn't remember what he was ssaying to Miss Takenaka at the start of the day.
"Pineapple Passion." both of them answered at the same time.
"Nonononono," Mr Bonoshi said. "That won't do. You have to think of another name."
"Strawberry sistas?" Sakura inquired
"Nah," mr Bonoshi sighed.
"Atrocious Apples?" Tomoyo hastily said
"No.."
"Tangy Tomatoes?" Sakura was being hopeful.
"Beep. No, try again" Mr Bonoshi said.
"Why can't we think of a name that we like?"Tomoyo asked, exasperated.
"Chica, it's not about what you like, it's about what the public will like. And no fruit names or names with the same letters for initials again, please."Tomoyo wanted him to elaborate on what he meant by that but he was staring at her expectantly waiting for a new name. Syoran, looking at the poor girls, thought of a name to save them-fast
"Street Graffiti Divas." he hastily pinned up his suggestion but it floated down as they looked at him absurdly.
"Street Divas." Tomoyo hastily changed the name.
"Graffiti Divas." Sakura thought that aloud.
"You shall be dubbed the Graffiti Divas, henceforth!" Mr Bonoshi was pleased."Come into my office to sign the contract." Sakura mouthed a "Thanks" to Syaoran, who blushed.
"Didn't know that you would do so much for a girl." Eriol smirked.
"Bastard Bonoshi was making things difficult for them." Syaoran was trying hard to keep a striaght face.
"Was that difficult? Bastard Bonoshi accepted our name as soon as we got into show business."Eriol's smirk grew wider.
"Yea, but that was when we signed up with him and then became famous and he couldn't do anything about it coz the name was stuck."
"You do learn how to argue with me after being friends with me all these years, descendant."
"Damare!"
In the office...
"Nani! Mr Bonoshi, is there a mistake? We have to sing other songs that other composers write?" Tomoyo was stunned.
"Yes of course, if not the composers would go out of business." Mr Bonoshi quickly replied, and then asked hesitantly. "Why? Is there anything wrong?"
"Well, if you can accede to our request, Sakura and I think that we can write and sing our own songs." Tomoyo said in the posh sophisticated manner.
"Very well, then. I like a lady with sass!" Mr Bonoshi said."I will- wait. I will have to consider. You will be dismissed." Mr Bonoshi was
Outside the office...
"Tomoyo!" Sakura yelled." You just turned down a contract to make us become famous!"
"Yea, because we have written songs of out own and we can use them. Are you not proud of your work?" Tomoyo countered.
"But who cares? We are going to be famous!" Sakura said.
"That's all you care about. Fame. You don't even care about doing what makes you feel happy!" Tomoyo screamed."You're so superficial. And the only reason on why you want to become famous is beacuse of Li Syaoran and Eriol Hiiragizawa!"