Sakura Saku (Cherry Blossom Blooming)
Chapter 4
Last time:
"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." ___________________________________________________________
After unpacking everything they had bought from Mothercare and the supermarket, Sakura and Tomoyo sat on the couch in the living room in silence. Tomoyo took out the paper from the supermarket and they huddled together to read it.
"Syaoran Li, Son of the owner of the Li co- operation, Yelan Li, is coming to America. Then world's richest, and most handsome according to the poll in vogue magazine, bachelor was born in Hong Kong and stayed at Japan for a period of time when he was young as his mother had work there. That explains his fluency in Japanese, Chinese and English. He will be coming with his cousin, Meiling Li, and Eriol Hiiragizawa of Li co- operations. It is reported that Syaoran and Eriol are related by blood but this is not confirmed. The trio will be taking the 9.10am flight from Hong Kong to America and we will be doing a special feature on them on tomorrow's news." Sakura looked at the brand of the newspaper.
"The Daily World. No wonder the feature sounded like a tabloid- oh no." groaned Sakura as her face paled.
"What? What? WHAT?" asked Tomoyo excitedly.
"Syaoran Li is the richest and most erm. handsome bachelor right?" asked Sakura. Tomoyo nodded for her to go on.
"And my Radio program is always inviting stars and BACHELORS to our show right?" said Sakura with a squeak. Tomoyo caught the flow.
"KAWAII!!! SYAORAN IS GOING TO APPEAR ON THE SHOW!!! YEAH!!!!" squealed Tomoyo happily. Sakura pulled a face.
"There's nothing exciting about that. I will be hosting the show you know?" wailed Sakura. Tomoyo just grinned.
"Come on! Come to my room!" Tomoyo cried as she dragged Sakura up the stairs to Tomoyo's room.
"What? Wait! What!" Asked Sakura hurriedly as Tomoyo started to take out her sewing kit.
"Come on! Stop fidgeting! I'm trying to take your measurements here?" said Tomoyo, irritated.
"Wha- what?" stuttered Sakura. What the heck was she doing? She suddenly realized.
"Tomoyo, I don't want you to make new clothes just because he's coming!" said Sakura as she moved away. Tomoyo frowned. She sensed something wrong.
"I smell something fishy," Said Tomoyo as she made her way to Sakura's bedroom and went for her cupboard. Sakura ran it and protected her cupboard with her body.
"Tomoyo, no," she warned.
"Move away Sakura," commanded Tomoyo. Sakura did not budge. Tomoyo just shrugged.
"Fine, don't say that I didn't warn you," Tomoyo said mysteriously as she cracked her knuckles as a warning. Sakura swallowed nervously and gave up with a sigh. She moved away and Tomoyo wrenched open Sakura's cupboard. Her eyes widened in furry.
"Sakura! How can a woman only have three pairs of jeans, one ancient skirt and four t-shirts in her cupboard?" Tomoyo cried as she took them all out and made her way to the rubbish chute. Sakura's eyes widened.
"Tomoyo! No! You cannot throw them away! They are my only clothes! No!" cried Sakura as Tomoyo yanked open the door of the rubbish chute and threw the clothes in with one swift throw. Sakura listened to the rustle of the clothes landing amongst a pile of banana skin and god- knows- what. Tomoyo went to the kitchen, took Sakura's remaining breakfast rubbish and threw them down the rubbish chute, making the clothes dirty beyond repair. Skaura sank onto the floor in despair.
"What am I going to WEAR tomorrow for work?" cried Sakura.
"Well, we are going to solve that problem by buying new clothes today!" said Tomoyo simply as she grabbed Sakura's car keys.
"But Tomoyo, you might be rich but I'm not!" wailed Sakura as Tomoyo dragged her out of the house and into the car. Tomoyo grabbed her own wallet and took the driver's seat.
"That's my point," said Tomoyo simply as she turned the ignition key. Skaura grabbed her hand.
"You are NOT going to spend money unnecessarily for me, Tomoyo." Said Sakura seriously. Tomoyo just laughed like those evil villains in the cartoon.
"And who's going to stop me? YOU? Don't be ridiculous my dear Sakura. You are talking to a professional designer here." Said Tomoyo as she started the car again and drove out of the garage.
Tomoyo parked in the parking lot at Tomoyo's office, T.D's Designs. Sakura felt small beside Tomoyo as they walked into the posh shopping center. The shop was filed with beautiful people in fashionable clothes and Skaura looked at her own long sleeved pink t- shirt with a white sleeve which was her favorite, and only left thanks to Tomoyo, and her most expensive, and also only and also thanks to Tomoyo, Levis jeans. The other women were all wearing the clothes of the latest trend, including Tomoyo. They stopped in the middle of the shopping center, and also conveniently in the middle of a big circle design on the floor. Tomoyo clapped her hands twice and four sales assistants appeared from nowhere with a bright smile.
"How can we help you, Miss Tomoyo?" they asked politely in unison.
"I have an emergency here. I need clothes for formal. GO!" she commanded. They took a glance at Sakura and scanned her features from head to toe. Auburn hair, emerald eyes, great smile, oval- shaped face, shoulder- length bangs and great, tall figure. They scurried off in different directions and 5 mins later came back with a whole load of clothes and accessories in a cart. A big drop of seat appeared on Sakura's forehead.
"Erm. Tomoyo? Is that a little too much?" she asked meekly. Tomoyo just laughed and clasped her hands together.
"Don't worry Sakura- chan, you will look FABULOUS!" she squealed and threw a mango- pink linen dress with white flowers to Sakura and ushered her into the dressing room. Sakura emerged form the dressing room a few minutes later and Tomoyo and the sales assistants gave the same remarks: so- so. One sales assistant threw Sakura a two- piece lace- trim skirt set, which was a darling. Sakura fingered the material and caught a glance at the price. Her eyes widened.
"$999 DOLLARS?? TOMOYO-CHAN! ARE YOU GIVING AWAY YOUR MONEY? CAUSE I WOULD GLADLY ACCEPT IT INSTEAD OF THIS DRESS AND KEEP IT FOR MYSELF!" Yelled Sakura. Tomoyo just gave SAkura a little push into the dressing room and slammed the door shut.
"Just wear it! And if you complain about the price again, you are going to work tomorrow NAKED!" Tomoyo yelled. Sakura grumbled something inaudible and Tomoyo giggled silently. This was so much fun!
A few hours later (wow! They shopped for THAT long?), Tomoyo and Sakura walked out of the shop with two bulging bags of clothes. Sakura felt very guilty and not to her surprise, the total amount added up to more than $2000.
"Tomoyo, I still think you shouldn't have spent so much on those clothes!" Sakura wailed.
"Ok. Then pay me back the money!" Said Tomoyo with a grin. Sakura smiled.
"That's more like it!" She said as she grabbed her wallet. She opened it and found that there was only *groan* $50. Tomoyo saw that a grinned.
"I knew that you couldn't afford it!" she said with a triumph smile. Sakura stuffed her wallet back into her handbag and frowned.
"But I want to do something to pay you back!" she cried.
"Well, on the day that Syaoran comes, wear what I choose and knock him off his feet with your beauty!" said Tomoyo. Sakura smiled.
"But don't choose something extravagant ok? Just casual." Sakura warned. Tomoyo nodded excitedly and took over the steering wheel again. They passed the lane to Sakura's house and Sakura panicked.
"Tomoyo! We just passed my house!" She cried as her house got smaller and smaller. Tomoyo just grinned.
"We're going to get some casual clothes," Tomoyo said. Sakura's eyes widened but she did not speak. She knew it would be useless. She sighed and sat back into the seat. Sakura thought hard and realized that in Tomoyo's shop, they had only brought clothes for formal. No casual! She sighed again.
Tomoyo and Sakura stepped into Marks and Spenser's and she looked around. At least the casual clothes here were not too bad. They were quite cheap and very beautiful. Sakura felt more at ease here. She let Tomoyo drag her around and she herself chose some clothes. She felt more at home buying casual than formal. They all settled for a V- necked Tank top, a red cashmere turtleneck, a leather pleated skirt, and a wool crepe belted dress. For the shoes, they went to SAKS FITH AVENUE and bought a very slick Satin posted slingback. They also bought a beaded strip bag and everything was charged to Tomoyo's account. Sakura became equally depressed because the total amount was more than $999. Well, at least it was cheaper than T.D's designs. Tomoyo allowed Sakura to use her own money to go to Hang 10 and buy a few t- shirts and pants, but with the help of Tomoyo. Sakura thanked Tomoyo and they reached home feeling exhausted. Sakura's wardrobe was as full as Tomoyo's and she too in the simple joy of shopping for clothes thankfully, thanking the gods for a friend like Tomoyo Daidouji.
A/n: Whoa. my hands and eyes hurt from all that web surfing to find those entire clothes name. Well, I'm gona sign off now so Ja!
Chapter 4
Last time:
"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." ___________________________________________________________
After unpacking everything they had bought from Mothercare and the supermarket, Sakura and Tomoyo sat on the couch in the living room in silence. Tomoyo took out the paper from the supermarket and they huddled together to read it.
"Syaoran Li, Son of the owner of the Li co- operation, Yelan Li, is coming to America. Then world's richest, and most handsome according to the poll in vogue magazine, bachelor was born in Hong Kong and stayed at Japan for a period of time when he was young as his mother had work there. That explains his fluency in Japanese, Chinese and English. He will be coming with his cousin, Meiling Li, and Eriol Hiiragizawa of Li co- operations. It is reported that Syaoran and Eriol are related by blood but this is not confirmed. The trio will be taking the 9.10am flight from Hong Kong to America and we will be doing a special feature on them on tomorrow's news." Sakura looked at the brand of the newspaper.
"The Daily World. No wonder the feature sounded like a tabloid- oh no." groaned Sakura as her face paled.
"What? What? WHAT?" asked Tomoyo excitedly.
"Syaoran Li is the richest and most erm. handsome bachelor right?" asked Sakura. Tomoyo nodded for her to go on.
"And my Radio program is always inviting stars and BACHELORS to our show right?" said Sakura with a squeak. Tomoyo caught the flow.
"KAWAII!!! SYAORAN IS GOING TO APPEAR ON THE SHOW!!! YEAH!!!!" squealed Tomoyo happily. Sakura pulled a face.
"There's nothing exciting about that. I will be hosting the show you know?" wailed Sakura. Tomoyo just grinned.
"Come on! Come to my room!" Tomoyo cried as she dragged Sakura up the stairs to Tomoyo's room.
"What? Wait! What!" Asked Sakura hurriedly as Tomoyo started to take out her sewing kit.
"Come on! Stop fidgeting! I'm trying to take your measurements here?" said Tomoyo, irritated.
"Wha- what?" stuttered Sakura. What the heck was she doing? She suddenly realized.
"Tomoyo, I don't want you to make new clothes just because he's coming!" said Sakura as she moved away. Tomoyo frowned. She sensed something wrong.
"I smell something fishy," Said Tomoyo as she made her way to Sakura's bedroom and went for her cupboard. Sakura ran it and protected her cupboard with her body.
"Tomoyo, no," she warned.
"Move away Sakura," commanded Tomoyo. Sakura did not budge. Tomoyo just shrugged.
"Fine, don't say that I didn't warn you," Tomoyo said mysteriously as she cracked her knuckles as a warning. Sakura swallowed nervously and gave up with a sigh. She moved away and Tomoyo wrenched open Sakura's cupboard. Her eyes widened in furry.
"Sakura! How can a woman only have three pairs of jeans, one ancient skirt and four t-shirts in her cupboard?" Tomoyo cried as she took them all out and made her way to the rubbish chute. Sakura's eyes widened.
"Tomoyo! No! You cannot throw them away! They are my only clothes! No!" cried Sakura as Tomoyo yanked open the door of the rubbish chute and threw the clothes in with one swift throw. Sakura listened to the rustle of the clothes landing amongst a pile of banana skin and god- knows- what. Tomoyo went to the kitchen, took Sakura's remaining breakfast rubbish and threw them down the rubbish chute, making the clothes dirty beyond repair. Skaura sank onto the floor in despair.
"What am I going to WEAR tomorrow for work?" cried Sakura.
"Well, we are going to solve that problem by buying new clothes today!" said Tomoyo simply as she grabbed Sakura's car keys.
"But Tomoyo, you might be rich but I'm not!" wailed Sakura as Tomoyo dragged her out of the house and into the car. Tomoyo grabbed her own wallet and took the driver's seat.
"That's my point," said Tomoyo simply as she turned the ignition key. Skaura grabbed her hand.
"You are NOT going to spend money unnecessarily for me, Tomoyo." Said Sakura seriously. Tomoyo just laughed like those evil villains in the cartoon.
"And who's going to stop me? YOU? Don't be ridiculous my dear Sakura. You are talking to a professional designer here." Said Tomoyo as she started the car again and drove out of the garage.
Tomoyo parked in the parking lot at Tomoyo's office, T.D's Designs. Sakura felt small beside Tomoyo as they walked into the posh shopping center. The shop was filed with beautiful people in fashionable clothes and Skaura looked at her own long sleeved pink t- shirt with a white sleeve which was her favorite, and only left thanks to Tomoyo, and her most expensive, and also only and also thanks to Tomoyo, Levis jeans. The other women were all wearing the clothes of the latest trend, including Tomoyo. They stopped in the middle of the shopping center, and also conveniently in the middle of a big circle design on the floor. Tomoyo clapped her hands twice and four sales assistants appeared from nowhere with a bright smile.
"How can we help you, Miss Tomoyo?" they asked politely in unison.
"I have an emergency here. I need clothes for formal. GO!" she commanded. They took a glance at Sakura and scanned her features from head to toe. Auburn hair, emerald eyes, great smile, oval- shaped face, shoulder- length bangs and great, tall figure. They scurried off in different directions and 5 mins later came back with a whole load of clothes and accessories in a cart. A big drop of seat appeared on Sakura's forehead.
"Erm. Tomoyo? Is that a little too much?" she asked meekly. Tomoyo just laughed and clasped her hands together.
"Don't worry Sakura- chan, you will look FABULOUS!" she squealed and threw a mango- pink linen dress with white flowers to Sakura and ushered her into the dressing room. Sakura emerged form the dressing room a few minutes later and Tomoyo and the sales assistants gave the same remarks: so- so. One sales assistant threw Sakura a two- piece lace- trim skirt set, which was a darling. Sakura fingered the material and caught a glance at the price. Her eyes widened.
"$999 DOLLARS?? TOMOYO-CHAN! ARE YOU GIVING AWAY YOUR MONEY? CAUSE I WOULD GLADLY ACCEPT IT INSTEAD OF THIS DRESS AND KEEP IT FOR MYSELF!" Yelled Sakura. Tomoyo just gave SAkura a little push into the dressing room and slammed the door shut.
"Just wear it! And if you complain about the price again, you are going to work tomorrow NAKED!" Tomoyo yelled. Sakura grumbled something inaudible and Tomoyo giggled silently. This was so much fun!
A few hours later (wow! They shopped for THAT long?), Tomoyo and Sakura walked out of the shop with two bulging bags of clothes. Sakura felt very guilty and not to her surprise, the total amount added up to more than $2000.
"Tomoyo, I still think you shouldn't have spent so much on those clothes!" Sakura wailed.
"Ok. Then pay me back the money!" Said Tomoyo with a grin. Sakura smiled.
"That's more like it!" She said as she grabbed her wallet. She opened it and found that there was only *groan* $50. Tomoyo saw that a grinned.
"I knew that you couldn't afford it!" she said with a triumph smile. Sakura stuffed her wallet back into her handbag and frowned.
"But I want to do something to pay you back!" she cried.
"Well, on the day that Syaoran comes, wear what I choose and knock him off his feet with your beauty!" said Tomoyo. Sakura smiled.
"But don't choose something extravagant ok? Just casual." Sakura warned. Tomoyo nodded excitedly and took over the steering wheel again. They passed the lane to Sakura's house and Sakura panicked.
"Tomoyo! We just passed my house!" She cried as her house got smaller and smaller. Tomoyo just grinned.
"We're going to get some casual clothes," Tomoyo said. Sakura's eyes widened but she did not speak. She knew it would be useless. She sighed and sat back into the seat. Sakura thought hard and realized that in Tomoyo's shop, they had only brought clothes for formal. No casual! She sighed again.
Tomoyo and Sakura stepped into Marks and Spenser's and she looked around. At least the casual clothes here were not too bad. They were quite cheap and very beautiful. Sakura felt more at ease here. She let Tomoyo drag her around and she herself chose some clothes. She felt more at home buying casual than formal. They all settled for a V- necked Tank top, a red cashmere turtleneck, a leather pleated skirt, and a wool crepe belted dress. For the shoes, they went to SAKS FITH AVENUE and bought a very slick Satin posted slingback. They also bought a beaded strip bag and everything was charged to Tomoyo's account. Sakura became equally depressed because the total amount was more than $999. Well, at least it was cheaper than T.D's designs. Tomoyo allowed Sakura to use her own money to go to Hang 10 and buy a few t- shirts and pants, but with the help of Tomoyo. Sakura thanked Tomoyo and they reached home feeling exhausted. Sakura's wardrobe was as full as Tomoyo's and she too in the simple joy of shopping for clothes thankfully, thanking the gods for a friend like Tomoyo Daidouji.
A/n: Whoa. my hands and eyes hurt from all that web surfing to find those entire clothes name. Well, I'm gona sign off now so Ja!