Chapter Seven

Card Captor Sakura

Eyes of Mist

~starjade~

Surprises

Sakura stood up , stretching. She was getting quite tired these days , for Tomoyo's advertisements needed work , and Chiharu's birthday was coming up quick.

It was getting quite exhausting that Sakura felt herself falling asleep when Tomoyo held on of her 'meetings.' Meetings , she called them. Sakura called them outright debates!

All they did in those stupid meetings was fight over what colour the model's clothes should be , what the cover of the catalogue should look like....Sakura never thought these things were important.

It was usually the cost that Sakura brought up , but then Tomoyo was rich. It always surprised her, 'cause Tomoyo never acted like she was rich , despite the limos and the bodyguards and the millions and millions of card capturing costumes she had.

Sakura giggled slightly until a call broke through her thoughts.

She quickly jumped over the banner she was making for Chiharu and raced for the phone just as Touya was reaching for it.

" Touya, it's probably Tomoyo!" Sakura screeched , but Touya had grabbed the phone and made a face at her.

" Well , I bet it's- um , one of my friends!" Touya retorted , a flush growing on his face.

Sakura stared at him suspiciously as he answered the phone. He stood for a couple of seconds before growling , " It's for you , kaijuu."

Sakura grinned at him triumphantly then stomped on his feet.

" I am NOT A KAIJUU!" she yelled before saying sweetly, " Hello?"

Tomoyo squealed , " Sakura , you have got to come over! It's a crisis! We haven't got the designs out for the commercial yet! Sakura , we neeeeed you!"

Sakura sighed. Maybe she should have told Touya to hang up the phone. Sakura was getting mighty tired of being the 'Organizer' as Tomoyo called it. Most likely , the person who stood by pretending to be important. She never did anything before Tomoyo or Rika or her mother would change it. Grr....

" I'll try to get there , " Sakura sighed and muttered under her breath , " If I can."

" What? Sakura you have GOT to come! Sakura-" Tomoyo's voice was cut off as Sakrua clicked the phone off. Heaving one last sigh , Sakura put on a cheerful smile and looked back at Chiharu's banner. She wished she could yell out all of her problems to the world to anyone who would listen. (i.e. No one.)

Suddenly the phone ran....again. Sakura gritted her teeth. Tomoyo , she thought as she yanked the phone up and screeched , " OKAY , OKAY , TOMOYO , I'LL COME!"

" Uh....hello?" asked the voice , confusedly. Sakura halted.

" Oh , I'm sorry. I'm sorta strung up and weird and...uh , who is this?"

" Um , is this Kinomoto?"

Sakura nodded , before realising that the person couldn't see her.

" Yes. How can I help you?" she asked , gripping the phone tightly.

" Um....I'm that photographer...Syaoran Li. I changed my mind. I've decided to come over and do the photo shoot."

Sakura felt her breath catch and she whispered , " You'll do it?"

" Yup."

Sakura squealed , happily. " Yes! I live in Tomoeda , Japan , and if you get off at Tomoeda airport , I can have someone pick you up , alright?"

The masculine voice answered, " Alright...but I'd like to ask. What is the theme of this catalogue? I just wanted to know."

Sakura smiled. She remembered that day when they fought over the theme. Finally Sakura blurted out the first thing that came to her mind and everyone accepted it.

" Brides. Our catalogue will be based on brides."

Li Syaoran answered , " That's a good theme."

Sakura grinned. " We fought over it for a long time , but I think the theme is cool , too!"

Syaoran quickly filled her in on the time he was going to be coming and then hung up the phone. Sakura stood there for one second , before giving a yelp of joy. She had to tell Tomoyo and everyone. They had a photographer at last! They had been searching for weeks for a good quality photographer and they finally had one!

" Touya , I'm going to Tomoyo's alright?" she yelled before putting on her roller blades and speeding out the door before Touya could say anything.

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Syaoran arrived at the airport , searching around with wide eyes. He had never been to Tomoeda , Japan and this was a first time experience for him. He searched around for his luggage and quickly put it in his trolley.

Kinomoto said that someone would be waiting for me...hmmm....wonder where they are. He looked around and finally landed eyes on a woman holding a cardboard sign , clearly stating SYAORAN LI.

Syaoran stared at her. She looked normal enough...

He headed over to her and smiled hesitantly. The girl stared at him with wide , unbelieving eyes. Syaoran felt himself flush , as he said , " Hi , I'm.....Syaoran Li. I'm the photographer-"

The girl squealed. " EEK! You are so good looking!"

Syaoran flushed again. " Yah , uh.....shouldn't we be going?"

The girl looked around herself and then smiled at him. " Sure! My name is Chiharu , and I brought my car , okay? We'll be going to Tomoyo's house first , though. That's where they told me to take you , okay?"

Syaoran nodded , looking sort of green. " Okay."

The girl giggled. " Come on , lets go!"

She hurried him out to the car , and began to talk incessantly as he packed his luggage away into the trunk and settled himself in the passenger seat , seriously doubting his decision to come. What the hell was wrong with him?

He sighed , heavily as the girl continued chatting , but her eyes were locked on the road ahead of them so Syaoran could look out the window and lose himself in his thoughts.

If only his mother hadn't insisted on coming here! He sighed , painfully as he reflected on the letter he had just received from Cherry Blossom....It was beautiful. She told him about her problems with her schoolwork , with her brother and her friends and how she hoped they could meet one day. She told him about her past experiences , how everyone thought she was really empty minded , but for some reason , she had been thinking quite deeply these days.

Syaoran stared at the buildings that sped rapidly by. He felt he could relate to her....she was someone that matched him in every way. Her letters gave him a warmth that spread through his body....it was like a dream...a welcome change from the reality he face everyday.

He frowned , thinking once again about the reality that bore itself down on his shoulders. How was his mother going to survive with only Eriol and his sisters?? He shuddered at the thought. His mother was insistent on him going to Japan.

" And I was like , no way are we going to have pink as the summer colour! But they were all screaming about pink this , pink that , so I finally shut up and let them have pink as the fashionable colour....Absolutely horrifying. The clothes Tomoyo make are quite beautiful , she's got real talent. Your..."

The car stopped and Syaoran quickly got out , as Chiharu shut up. Finally , he thought to himself , wanting to yawn loudly. I really didn't need all that....chatter! Man , did she talk a lot!

Chiharu opened the trunk for him and he quickly took out his luggage and stared at the mansion they came to. So , this was...um...oh , yah Tomoyo's house. Syaoran stared , and something strange occurred in his stomach. His whole body began to tingle...

What the hell???

Chiharu ran up to him , and quickly said ," Okay , just go in. I think Sakura will recognise you , since you got all your photographing stuff. I'll come in later , after I park the car , alright?"

Syaoran nodded , absently as his eyes drifted to the house once more. Chiharu patted him on the shoulder and a butler led him in. Syaoran opened the doors , the tingling sensation ever greater now. Quickly , he went inside and was met with a...

" SURPRISE!"

The scream shook him as balloons burst forth from above his head. Streamers and confetti drifted around him and Syaoran was taken aback. What the hell was going on? Is this a normal greeting in Japan for a photographer?

" HAPPY BIRTHDAY-oh , no it's not Chiharu!" Everyone in the hallway began to mutter as Syaoran whipped his head back and forth , confused. People stood in front of him , looking rather dejected with party hats lying limply on their heads.

They all took one look at him and began to get ready again , for when Chiharu actually came. Syaoran felt very uncomfortable , an looked through the crowds of people , trying to spot Kinomoto.

Suddenly a person walked forth from the crowd and he shifted his gear to his other shoulder , peering at the person who was walking towards him. A girl with auburn hair and striking emerald eyes walked up to him , tilting her head in confusion.

" Hello..." she said , finally standing face to face with him Syaoran coughed and stared at the girl. She was rather pretty...

" Hello , I'm here for the catalogue..." he trailed off , not knowing what to say.

The girl giggled , her eyes lighting up. " Oh , you must be a model. My name is Sakura Kinomoto and the models are over there-"

She began to point at one corner of the room , but Syaoran was shaking his head.

" Oh no , I'm not a model! My name is Syaoran Li...I'm the photographer."

Sakura stared at him for a couple of seconds , before blushing a bright red. She let out as squeal of embarrassment as she stuck her hand out forward.

" Oh , I am sooo sorry! I didn't know! I thought you were a model....you look like a model...!"

Syaoran flushed as he also stuck out his hand. Their fingers met and balloons crashed down on them as streamers and confetti whirled in a tornado around their heads. In the distance the two could hear the whole crowd screaming , " Happy Birthday , Chiharu!"

Sakura smiled at him and stepped back.

" Well , Mr. Syaoran Li. Show us what you got! Take pictures of Chiharu's birthday party so we can discover your talent and see what kind of a style you have. Alright?"

Syaoran chuckled softly , his eyes softening. He took out his camera and flashed a picture of Sakura's surprised face. " Be prepared for the best photographs you have ever seen!"

Sakura laughed and then backed away , and started to help with the party. Syaoran stood on the sidelines , his camera clutched in his hands as he stared at the party , looking for the best angle and shot.

Click.

He took a picture of Chiharu putting on a party hat. He took another picture of Chiharu cutting the cake and then took a picture of a couple of little children playing with he balloons. His amber eyes swept the room and landed on Sakura helping Chiharu piece the cake. He took a picture of that. It was perfect.

Click.

Another picture of Sakura leaning back laughing at a joke.

Click.

Another picture of Sakura giving plates out.

Click.

Another picture of Sakura bending down and picking up a balloon.

Click.

Another picture of Sakura staring at him , a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth , a balloon clutched in her hands.

Syaoran quickly got up , a flush starting on sweep onto his neck and his face.

Grr....what were you doing , Syaoran? You were taking pictures of Sakura , only! Sakura smiled at him and turned away , swishing aback to the table where Chiharu was being fed by a black haired girl. Syaoran sighed and took a picture of that. What was wrong with his head??

Syaoran stared off into the distance. No , he never got feeling like that before...only whenever he received letters from Cherry Blossom....

Syaoran smiled . Cherry Blossom was a dream.....she was the one for him...

He bent down and flashed another picture , this one , without Sakura in it.

a/n: eeeek , so sorry bout the late update! We recently got some new internet hooked up and it's taking such a looong time to hook up! So I am so sorry!

But look! They've met , finally! Except they don't know that they already know eachother...confusing , eh?

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