Sakura Saku (Cherry Blossom Blooming)
Chapter 3 ___________________________________________________________
Sakura and Tomoyo stepped into Mothercare and got a shock of their life. There were women, families, wailing babies, and most of all, everything a mother needs. They walked up and down the aisle and marveled at the range of things for the mother and child. The place was practically a heaven for mothers! From Safety accessories to even *gasp* gate guards! What did they think babies were? Dogs? (No offense. I feel like a sales assistant at Mothercare, and don't get me wrong! I got all these info from their website! I never stepped into Mothercare before. I don't even know the nearest one. Not mentioning the only one.)
"Sakura! Look! That's so Kawaii!" squealed Tomoyo as she ran to the baby wear department. She fingered an embroidered top (it exists you know? It only costs £4.50!) and Sakura had to agree. It was very cute and they both gasp at the price. It was ridiculously cheap too! Tomoyo and Sakura grinned at each other. This was going to be a great day!
1 hour later, Tomoyo and Sakura stepped out of Mothercare, feeling carefree and happy. They were carrying bags containing items ranging from bottle sterilizers to strollers. Tomoyo wanted to design her own maternity clothes so they took some measurements from a pregnant lady and after dumping the bags into Sakura's car, they made their way to Tomoyo's trusted brand of cloth shop. She always approached that particular company for materials to make her clothes. Choosing the right colours for Tomoyo was the easiest. Every color suited her easily! Tomoyo even brought some cloths with fancy patterns. She also wanted to make an evening wear maternity dress. It was going to be FABULOUS!
Syaoran
Syaoran slumped back onto his chair and closed his eyes. He was tired. Exhausted more like. Just then, there was a knock on the door. Syaoran sighed.
"Come in," he yelled half- heartedly. The door opened and when Syaoran saw who it was, his eyes widened.
"M-Meiling?" he whispers. The girl with raven- black hair and fiery- red eyes entered the office with a broad smile.
"Ohayo, Syaoran," said Meiling.
"W-what are you doing here?" asked Syaoran as he laughed in disbelief. He gave her a brief hug and invited her to sit down on the couch in his office.
"Well, I just thought that I should come back and see my stressed- out cousin!" Said Meiling, laughing.
"Very funny, Meiling. Seriously, why are you here?" asked Syaoran in a concerned voice.
"Well, I don't know if this is bad news or good news to you but it concerns Eriol too." Said Meiling with a nervous laugh. Syaoran flinched when he heard Eriol's name.
"What has it got to do with him?" he asked reluctantly.
"Well. . . Your mother wants me to tell you to go to erm," Meiling did not dare to say the venue.
"Where?" asked Syaoran in a small voice. Since Meiling was hesitating to tell him where, he knew that the place was not the place he wanted to be. And he knew where.
"I think you know, Syaoran." Said Meiling at last. Syaoran swallowed nervously. Please, don't let it be-
"America." Said Meiling at last. Syaoran groaned. Why America? Of all the places in the world, why go to a place where SHE was?
"No way." groaned Syaoran as he closed his eyes and slumped back into the couch. His eyes flew open suddenly.
"WITH ERIOL?!" he cried. Meiling just kept quiet. Syaoran felt his anger rising.
"NO!!!"
Meiling had to bite her lips to stop herself from giggling.
"It's not funny, Meiling. Gosh. Of all the people in the world, why Eriol Hiiragizawa? And of all places, why America where, where, where, SHE is?" grumbled Syaoran as he started pacing the office.
"Well, It seems that the office in America is in a mess and since you and Eriol are the only capable people for the job, Aunt Yelan is sending you both there. I'll come too if you want?" said Meiling helpfully. Syaoran looked at her gratefully.
"Thanks a million Meiling. You have no idea what a great cousin you are. Come on. Let's go for dinner. And it's your treat. No questions asked." Said Syaoran as he grabbed his coat. Meiling stared at her cousin with her mouth wide hanging open.
"What? Did you just say that it's MY treat? I thought it was supposed to be YOUR treat? Hey! Wait up! Syaoran Li, you are going to be so dead!" cried Meiling as she scrambled after Syaoran. The nerve! The absolute nerve of him!
Sakura
After work the next day, Sakura made a trip to Tomoyo's office to pick her up.
"Konnichiwa Skaura- chan," greeted Tomoyo as Sakura opened the passenger's door for Tomoyo.
"Konnichiwa Tomoyo-chan. How about some home- cooked food today? Lets mess up the kitchen!" Suggested Sakura as Tomoyo laughed.
"I knew it was a good idea to come to America. I have you and that's all I need and have," said Tomoyo as she hugged Sakura. Sakura grinned.
"You have your humongous company too you know?" said Sakura with a laugh as she steered the wheel.
When they reached the supermarket, they went to the food section and went to the cooking books section.
"Hmm. I've narrowed it down to three books. Indian, Pasta or Chinese?" asked Sakura as she flipped through the books. Tomoyo frowned as she looked over Sakura and saw all the delicious looking recipes in the books.
"Arhg! Let's just buy all," cried Sakura and Tomoyo at the same time after awhile. They laughed.
"Now, for the hard part. What to cook?" asked Tomoyo as they sat down at the café in the Supermarket.
"Hmm. lets do alternate. We'll start with Pasta today, Chinese tomorrow, and Indian the day after tomorrow." Decided Sakura. Tomoyo nodded.
"Lets see. pasta-"
"Wa! Look! There's Sakura Kinomoto and Tomoyo Daidouji! Oh my god! I have to get their Signatures!" squeal a voice behind them. Sakura and Tomoyo looked up from their books and looked at each other, their eyes twinkling.
"Fans," they mumbled in unison and scrambled to get up. They have already attracted the attention of the whole café and people were murmuring and pointing.
"I didn't know they were friends! How cool is that?" said the couple behind them. Skaura and Tomoyo bit their lips to stop from laughing as they escaped form the café, leaving mildly disappointed fans behind them.
"Let's do lasagnas! Vegetable!" cried Tomoyo happily. Sakura agreed happily and they went to get the cart.
"Let's see what we've got here," murmured Sakura as she glanced at the recipe in the book.
"Hmm. flour?" asked Sakura.
"Checked!" cried Tomoyo as she glanced into the cart.
"Salt?"
"Erm. Skaura? We got that at home?"
"Oh. Gomenasai. Erm. Olive oil?"
"Checked!"
"Eggs?"
"Sakura," groaned Tomoyo. Sakura was sure blur!
"Oh. Sorry again. We've got them at home. Unsalted butter?"
"Checked!"
"Milk?"
"Checked!"
"Ground Nutmeg?"
"Oh. lets see. erm. check!"
"Cheese?"
"Check!"
The list went on and when they checked they've got everything, they went to buy some bread for breakfast tomorrow.
"And that will be $110.65 please?" said the cashier kindly. "Will you pay by VISA or cash?"
"VISA," said Sakura as she took out her card.
As the cashier did the transaction, Tomoyo picked up the newspaper that was on the counter. Her eyes widened.
"S-Sakura- chan, come here," said Tomoyo, her eyes never leaving the paper. Sakura looked over her shoulders and when she saw the picture on the front page, her heartbeat quickened.
"I-it's Syaoran!" whispered Tomoyo in a scared voice. Skaura swallowed nervously as she read the headlines.
"World's richest bachelor coming to-" Sakura's voice trailed off. She dared not read the word after that.
"America." Finished Tomoyo. She looked at Sakura's scared- no, terrified- expression and Sakura looked at Tomoyo.
"We'll take this too," she told the cashier and gave the paper to the girl. She nodded politely and started to punch in the price of the newspaper. Tomoyo stopped her and took out her wallet.
"Charge it to my account."
HAHAHAHA!! SO? DID YA LIKE IT? MUAHAHHAAH!!!! I will try to update a.s.a.p ok? Cause my final year exams are round the corner. *Gulp* math! Groan. I just did a mock test and got 19 over 50! I failed! WAAA!!!! Oh no. wish me luck and GOOD BYE!!! JA!
Chapter 3 ___________________________________________________________
Sakura and Tomoyo stepped into Mothercare and got a shock of their life. There were women, families, wailing babies, and most of all, everything a mother needs. They walked up and down the aisle and marveled at the range of things for the mother and child. The place was practically a heaven for mothers! From Safety accessories to even *gasp* gate guards! What did they think babies were? Dogs? (No offense. I feel like a sales assistant at Mothercare, and don't get me wrong! I got all these info from their website! I never stepped into Mothercare before. I don't even know the nearest one. Not mentioning the only one.)
"Sakura! Look! That's so Kawaii!" squealed Tomoyo as she ran to the baby wear department. She fingered an embroidered top (it exists you know? It only costs £4.50!) and Sakura had to agree. It was very cute and they both gasp at the price. It was ridiculously cheap too! Tomoyo and Sakura grinned at each other. This was going to be a great day!
1 hour later, Tomoyo and Sakura stepped out of Mothercare, feeling carefree and happy. They were carrying bags containing items ranging from bottle sterilizers to strollers. Tomoyo wanted to design her own maternity clothes so they took some measurements from a pregnant lady and after dumping the bags into Sakura's car, they made their way to Tomoyo's trusted brand of cloth shop. She always approached that particular company for materials to make her clothes. Choosing the right colours for Tomoyo was the easiest. Every color suited her easily! Tomoyo even brought some cloths with fancy patterns. She also wanted to make an evening wear maternity dress. It was going to be FABULOUS!
Syaoran
Syaoran slumped back onto his chair and closed his eyes. He was tired. Exhausted more like. Just then, there was a knock on the door. Syaoran sighed.
"Come in," he yelled half- heartedly. The door opened and when Syaoran saw who it was, his eyes widened.
"M-Meiling?" he whispers. The girl with raven- black hair and fiery- red eyes entered the office with a broad smile.
"Ohayo, Syaoran," said Meiling.
"W-what are you doing here?" asked Syaoran as he laughed in disbelief. He gave her a brief hug and invited her to sit down on the couch in his office.
"Well, I just thought that I should come back and see my stressed- out cousin!" Said Meiling, laughing.
"Very funny, Meiling. Seriously, why are you here?" asked Syaoran in a concerned voice.
"Well, I don't know if this is bad news or good news to you but it concerns Eriol too." Said Meiling with a nervous laugh. Syaoran flinched when he heard Eriol's name.
"What has it got to do with him?" he asked reluctantly.
"Well. . . Your mother wants me to tell you to go to erm," Meiling did not dare to say the venue.
"Where?" asked Syaoran in a small voice. Since Meiling was hesitating to tell him where, he knew that the place was not the place he wanted to be. And he knew where.
"I think you know, Syaoran." Said Meiling at last. Syaoran swallowed nervously. Please, don't let it be-
"America." Said Meiling at last. Syaoran groaned. Why America? Of all the places in the world, why go to a place where SHE was?
"No way." groaned Syaoran as he closed his eyes and slumped back into the couch. His eyes flew open suddenly.
"WITH ERIOL?!" he cried. Meiling just kept quiet. Syaoran felt his anger rising.
"NO!!!"
Meiling had to bite her lips to stop herself from giggling.
"It's not funny, Meiling. Gosh. Of all the people in the world, why Eriol Hiiragizawa? And of all places, why America where, where, where, SHE is?" grumbled Syaoran as he started pacing the office.
"Well, It seems that the office in America is in a mess and since you and Eriol are the only capable people for the job, Aunt Yelan is sending you both there. I'll come too if you want?" said Meiling helpfully. Syaoran looked at her gratefully.
"Thanks a million Meiling. You have no idea what a great cousin you are. Come on. Let's go for dinner. And it's your treat. No questions asked." Said Syaoran as he grabbed his coat. Meiling stared at her cousin with her mouth wide hanging open.
"What? Did you just say that it's MY treat? I thought it was supposed to be YOUR treat? Hey! Wait up! Syaoran Li, you are going to be so dead!" cried Meiling as she scrambled after Syaoran. The nerve! The absolute nerve of him!
Sakura
After work the next day, Sakura made a trip to Tomoyo's office to pick her up.
"Konnichiwa Skaura- chan," greeted Tomoyo as Sakura opened the passenger's door for Tomoyo.
"Konnichiwa Tomoyo-chan. How about some home- cooked food today? Lets mess up the kitchen!" Suggested Sakura as Tomoyo laughed.
"I knew it was a good idea to come to America. I have you and that's all I need and have," said Tomoyo as she hugged Sakura. Sakura grinned.
"You have your humongous company too you know?" said Sakura with a laugh as she steered the wheel.
When they reached the supermarket, they went to the food section and went to the cooking books section.
"Hmm. I've narrowed it down to three books. Indian, Pasta or Chinese?" asked Sakura as she flipped through the books. Tomoyo frowned as she looked over Sakura and saw all the delicious looking recipes in the books.
"Arhg! Let's just buy all," cried Sakura and Tomoyo at the same time after awhile. They laughed.
"Now, for the hard part. What to cook?" asked Tomoyo as they sat down at the café in the Supermarket.
"Hmm. lets do alternate. We'll start with Pasta today, Chinese tomorrow, and Indian the day after tomorrow." Decided Sakura. Tomoyo nodded.
"Lets see. pasta-"
"Wa! Look! There's Sakura Kinomoto and Tomoyo Daidouji! Oh my god! I have to get their Signatures!" squeal a voice behind them. Sakura and Tomoyo looked up from their books and looked at each other, their eyes twinkling.
"Fans," they mumbled in unison and scrambled to get up. They have already attracted the attention of the whole café and people were murmuring and pointing.
"I didn't know they were friends! How cool is that?" said the couple behind them. Skaura and Tomoyo bit their lips to stop from laughing as they escaped form the café, leaving mildly disappointed fans behind them.
"Let's do lasagnas! Vegetable!" cried Tomoyo happily. Sakura agreed happily and they went to get the cart.
"Let's see what we've got here," murmured Sakura as she glanced at the recipe in the book.
"Hmm. flour?" asked Sakura.
"Checked!" cried Tomoyo as she glanced into the cart.
"Salt?"
"Erm. Skaura? We got that at home?"
"Oh. Gomenasai. Erm. Olive oil?"
"Checked!"
"Eggs?"
"Sakura," groaned Tomoyo. Sakura was sure blur!
"Oh. Sorry again. We've got them at home. Unsalted butter?"
"Checked!"
"Milk?"
"Checked!"
"Ground Nutmeg?"
"Oh. lets see. erm. check!"
"Cheese?"
"Check!"
The list went on and when they checked they've got everything, they went to buy some bread for breakfast tomorrow.
"And that will be $110.65 please?" said the cashier kindly. "Will you pay by VISA or cash?"
"VISA," said Sakura as she took out her card.
As the cashier did the transaction, Tomoyo picked up the newspaper that was on the counter. Her eyes widened.
"S-Sakura- chan, come here," said Tomoyo, her eyes never leaving the paper. Sakura looked over her shoulders and when she saw the picture on the front page, her heartbeat quickened.
"I-it's Syaoran!" whispered Tomoyo in a scared voice. Skaura swallowed nervously as she read the headlines.
"World's richest bachelor coming to-" Sakura's voice trailed off. She dared not read the word after that.
"America." Finished Tomoyo. She looked at Sakura's scared- no, terrified- expression and Sakura looked at Tomoyo.
"We'll take this too," she told the cashier and gave the paper to the girl. She nodded politely and started to punch in the price of the newspaper. Tomoyo stopped her and took out her wallet.
"Charge it to my account."
HAHAHAHA!! SO? DID YA LIKE IT? MUAHAHHAAH!!!! I will try to update a.s.a.p ok? Cause my final year exams are round the corner. *Gulp* math! Groan. I just did a mock test and got 19 over 50! I failed! WAAA!!!! Oh no. wish me luck and GOOD BYE!!! JA!