AN- I'd like to say in advance, if you aren't a fan of mush or fluff…stay at least en feet away. I like to vary my writing style a little and thought I'd write a story with a lot of hopeless romantic antics. The idea for this story came to me when I was thinking about certain someone, and you know who you are, and how much our personalities match…just like our lucky two, Tomoyo Daidouji and Syaoran Li. I don't know why I like this pairing so much, I just do. I think it's because Tomoyo-chan's attitude is the same as mine…somewhat light and bubbly, she tries to make and see the light in all situations, even if they are depressing. Not only that, when I first saw the American dubbed version, it twisted me to believe that Li did like Madison…kinda the opposite huh? Let's see, there's one more reason…Tomoyo is a side character with better qualities than Sakura…I'll just leave it at that and not rave and rant about it….Please Read and Review…I'll keep adding chapters due to how many reviews I get…

THE MANAGEMENT aka…Jenna


CHAPTER ONE

"Sakura, hand on. Hold still or I'll stab you with the needle." Tomoyo was muttering multiple measurements through the extensive number of pins in her mouth.
"But the dress is so gorgeous! I have to feel it move around me." Sakura beamed as she looked down at her very best friend.
Sakura had gone from cute girl to blossomed woman in two years. She had small curves, a definite athletic type. Muscle tone and bone structure was perfect. Her green eyes sparkled as Tomoyo motioned for her to get off of the stool. The dress was amazing. Made from two-toned satin, it swept down to the floor and the back laced to show off her tiny waist. It shimmered in gold and turquoise as she turned into the light. Not getting a full view of the work, she raised her hair on top of her head and held it there. She had grown her hair out to the middle of her back, a good length from how she had it before.
Tomoyo circled around Sakura, looking like a hawk for any flaws in Sakura's dress. The dress had to be perfect. Sakura's 21st birthday party was the next evening and Sakura had to look perfectly elegant. Tomoyo frowned as she caught a thread, just above Sakura's right knee. Tomoyo grabbed a small pair of scissors and snipped the little piece of thread.
"Thank you so much Tomoyo-chan!!" Sakura gave Tomoyo a huge hug and fell to the ground with her glee.
"Sakura, thank me later…I don't want you to rip your dress." Tomoyo helped her truly energetic friend to her feet and smiled. "You don't know how happy I am for you. Come tomorrow you will be a whole new person."
"Tomoyo? You sound like I'm leaving forever. I'm only going to be a couple blocks from here and my job is here too." Sakura smiled and looked down at the dress. "I'm going to go change. When I come back out you'd beer be in your dress. I have to see it before the party." Sakura's voice trailed into the changing room in the corner of the room.
Tomoyo looked at her vanity. Her dress was draped over the white chair that matched the vanity and dresser in her room. She walked over and changed into her dress. It was made the same way as Sakura's, only Tomoyo's had a little more room in the bust. Tomoyo too had grown. She had a figure similar to a model's, noticeable curves and small waist. Her dark hair was pulled into a bun to work easier, but it normally reached the back of her knees.
Sakura walked out in her jeans and a sweatshirt and her jaw dropped. Tomoyo had taken her hair down and let it flow in a cascade of shadowed curls. Her dress was a burgundy red and shimmered dark blue when the light hit the folds of the sweeping skirt. Tomoyo's jeweled eyes sparkled as she looked in the mirror. She was definitely pleased with the outcome.
"Sugoi Tomoyo-chan! You look better than I do!" Sakura exclaimed. Tomoyo blushed and started to change back into her clothes, not caring if Sakura was there or not. She handed the dress to Sakura and searched her room for some clothes. Sakura set the dress back on the chair of the vanity and flipped on the radio. Tomoyo's chorus tape filled the room.
"Sakura-chan," Tomoyo groaned, "can you change the music?"
"But why Tomoyo-chan?" Sakura flopped down on the bed and stared at the ceiling, listening to the sweet angelic voice fill the room. "Your voice is beautiful. Why did you turn down that agency? They could have taken you far."
"Well," Tomoyo murmured, "I'm not one for travel." She lied. Truth was that she didn't want to be far from Sakura. She sat down at her desk and started shaking the bottle of nail polish in her hand. She brought one knee up to her chin and started to paint her toenails. "Anyways, who's coming to the bash?"
"Well there's you and Touya, father, Hiiriagizawa-kun, Li-kun, Meiling-chan, if she can make it, um…" she paused as she thought, "Rika-chan, Naoko-chan, Chiharu-chan, Yamazaki-kun, and a bunch of people I don't know."
There was a slight knock at the door and a squeak as it rocked open. One of the several maids walked in with a smile on her face. "Tomoyo, there's a young man downstairs that wishes to speak with…" The maid was cut off by a blur of a man running into the room. Sakura sat up and Tomoyo just stared blankly at the man, waiting for him to say something.
"Tomoyo-chan, I'm sorry to barge in like this," he muttered, "but I need your help."
"Li-kun?!" Sakura squealed as she stood up and looked at the bowing figure. He slightly picked up his head and looked in the direction of the bed. He smirked and then stood up to his full figure. He took a hand and pushed it through some of the mahogany brown hair that covered his topaz eyes.
"Sakura-chan, I should have known. Gomen Tomoyo-chan, I'll come back later." He turned to leave until her heard feet pattering down the stairs.
"Li-kun, hang on a sec." Tomoyo was racing down the stairs with half of her nails painted. Li stopped and turned around. Before he knew it, there was Tomoyo standing there in her underwear. He blushed slightly and forced himself not to look down.
"Tomoyo-chan, I need your help."
"I know. Sakura's upstairs getting her stuff together to go home." She brought her head up and smiled slyly. "Is that why I couldn't help you now?"
Li just nodded. He really didn't trust his voice at the moment. Sakura came down and said her goodbyes and then left for home. Li and Tomoyo stood there for a couple seconds and then faced each other.
"Would you like anything to drink or eat?" Tomoyo asked, almost in the verge of giggles.
"No thanks. Actually, can we go upstairs? I need to talk to you and you alone. No cameras or recorders."
Tomoyo groaned. "You're no fun." They walked upstairs and into her room. She locked the door as Li made himself comfortable on the sofa in the corner. She came and sat beside him. "So, what do you need help with?"