Chapter 3
What had I gotten myself into? Syaoran thought as he sat in one of the airport chairs. Meiling was beside him with her headphones on that was blaring with Sakura's songs. In fact everyone had his headphones on except Syaoran. Darris was listening to some American rock.
Meiling took off her headphones and slammed it on Syaoran's head. Syaoran jumped when he heard the loud music. He ripped it off and threw it back at Meiling.
"Oh come on Syaoran. Why are you so grumpy? After all we're meeting a famous singer." Meiling remarked.
"Yeah I can't wait, man," Steven said, taking his headphones off.
"Hey they're letting us on!" Daiski said, standing up. Syaoran looked towards the doors to the plane and indeed they were open. Meiling grabbed her purse and quickly walked up to the doors. The rest followed with Syaoran trailing behind. The attendant checking their tickets greeted the guys flirtatiously. Darris gave her a flirty grin and walked in. Daiski just waved and walked after Darris. Torikan barely noticed her and still had his headphones on. Steven smiled warmly while Syaoran, like Torikan, didn't give a damn. Meiling was at the door of the first class plane waiting for her cousin.
"Syaoran, come on! You can at least not scowl," Meiling complained.
"We missed our first gig because of this," Syaoran replied.
"Hey, lighten up," Daiski called over his shoulder as he looked for his seat. Soon they were comfortably sitting in their chairs. The attendants were explaining all the emergency procedures.
"Now if you need anything just call one of us!" Josie, the attendant, finally ended.
Meiling sighed, "Can you imagine it? In just a few hours we'll see the most famous singer on the face of Earth!"
"Yes, Meiling, can't wait," Syaoran answered sarcastically.
Meiling frowned, "You're no fun!" and turned to Darris, who sat beside her. Syaoran pulled out his headphones and resorted to just listen to music the whole ride.
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"We are now landing in Hong Kong National Airport. It is now 10:37. The temperature is 80 degrees. Thank you for traveling Air Japan. I hope your ride was pleasurable and please fly with us again! Please remain seated and keep your seat belt on till we have landed completely." The attendant said in a perky voice. Syaoran opened his eyes and saw Meiling in front of his face. He leaned as far back as he could.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Syaoran demanded.
"Sorry! Just waiting for you to wake up!"
"You may now take off your seat belts. Please be careful when exiting and we hope you enjoyed your ride!" The attendant said into a microphone. Syaoran stood up and reached above to get his backpack.
"Finally!" Torikan exclaimed.
"Yeah, felt like forever for some reason!" Steven said as he stood up.
"Hey Syaoran, you have get Meiling's stuff, she's already out of the plane," Darris told Syaoran.
"What?!" Syaoran exclaimed as he looked around. Meiling was no where to be found. He grabbed her purse and started to follow the line of people shuffling out of the plane.
Outside in the airport, the band spotted Meiling in a gift shop looking and touching at everything.
"Meiling!" Syaoran growled, as he approached her.
"Hey that's pretty cool!" Darris said from behind them as he reached for a crystal on the shelf. Torikan, Steven and Daiski were looking at some T-shirts that were splattered with 'Tokyo.'
"Meiling, come one you have to stick with us. You know almost the whole schedule and where to go," Syaoran informed Meiling.
"Of course I do, Syaoran, I'm the winner!" Meiling said. Syaoran sighed and tapped Darris.
"You find out what we're suppose to do and I'll go check souvenirs," Syaoran told him.
"How am I gonna find out what we're suppose to do??" Darris retorted.
"Ask the winner," Syaoran replied. With that he went to the rack of key chains that stood near the cashier. As he spun the rack at a slow but terrifying speed for the key chains, the bosomy cashier leaned over the counter. She looked at him flirtatiously.
"Hey, be careful now," she said in Japanese.
"Don't worry, anything breaks, I'll pay," Syaoran replied without looking. She pouted for a second.
"You want to go get lunch with me later?" She tried again.
"No. I'm single, but I'm not interested, got it?" He growled and glared at her. She sat down on a stool behind her and the magazine suddenly became really interesting.
"Hey Syaoran! Come on! We got a limo waiting for us!" Daiski called to him from the door of the gift shop, then disappeared. Syaoran jogged out of the place and after Daiski.
Outside of the airport, Meiling was watching the driver put away their luggage. The limo's door was open and Darris was looking inside with awe.
Steven, who was already inside, called out, "Aw, look at these seats and the DVD player!" Meiling turned around and walked to Syaoran.
"Look Syaoran! Maybe, maybe, if you become this popular you'll have a limo like this!" Meiling said teasingly.
"And all you'll ride in is a wagon," Syaoran said too sweetly.
"Humph! We'll see!" She retorted.
"Ma'am, Sir, will you please step into the car. We have to leave now," the driver said. Meiling pushed Syaoran aside as he was about to get in, and stepped in herself. He just smiled a bit and stepped in closing the door after him.
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The limo pulled up to a hotel on a busy street. Outside stood two doormen dressed in royal blue suits. There was a large sign that fanned out with the words 'Hilton' printed across it. One of the doormen stepped up to the car and opened a door. The driver stepped out and went to the trunk to take out the luggage.
"Welcome to Tokyo Hilton! I'll escort you to the front desk and to your rooms as well," the doormen said politely.
Syaoran nodded and stepped out as the doormen moved aside.
"Hurry up! I wanna see the hotel!" Meiling shouted from inside the car.
"Calm down Meiling! Its not like the cars gonna drive off itself!" Steven calmly said to Meiling, "And what did the doorman say?"
"Oh shut up!" Meiling jumped out of the car and looked at her surrounding. The rest of the band came out.
"You know, I'm actually surprised they didn't get nasty when they saw four extra people," Daiski said to Syaoran.
"Hey they have to make a reputation," Torikan said, "They don't want us to go around saying they were nasty to us."
"Lets go!" Meiling called to them over her shoulder. Steven grumbled about something and followed her with the rest too.
The first floor of the Hilton was already impressive. It was a high arched ceiling painted a golden beige color. The walls were the same color. A long mahogany desk ran along the farthest wall. In the left corner was a small waiting area with luxurious black leather armchairs and a glass coffee table set with the latest magazines. Small torch- like lamps hung around the room. The doorman was leading them to the front desk with a cart containing their luggage.
"The winners of the 'Meet Sakura' contest have arrived!" The doorman said to a lady behind the desk.
"Oh! I'll call Ms. Togi. Would you please wait a second," the lady said to the group.
"Can someone translate for me!?" Steven said exasperatedly.
"Yeah me too!" Darris chimed.
"She said wait a second," Syaoran replied.
"I'm going to have to get you two a Japanese-English dictionary!" Meiling said.
"Don't worry, if you need a translation just come to me!" Daiski offered.
"Good, cause I'm not gonna survive here without a translator!" Darris said.
"Hello!" A cheery voice called. They looked at the speaker. A woman looking American and Japanese at the same time with brown hair was walking towards them.
"Hello!" Meiling called to her, with a wide smile.
"Oh my! I thought I only sent two tickets!" The woman said looking at the four extra people.
"Oh I'm sorry, you see I invited my cousin and his band just had to come along too!" Meiling said. Syaoran muttered something, while looking at his shoes.
"Band? Forget it," she said with a wave, "You can explain later. Anyway, I'm Carrie Togi and I'm Sakura's manager!"
"Is that so?" Darris said in English, nodding with a confused look on his face. Carrie weakly smiled and nodded.
Darris smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, I don't speak Japanese. I can understand some Chinese, believe it or not."
"Don't worry I understand completely," Carrie replied in English. Darris brightened up and held out his hand to shake.
"I'm Darris Tomson," Carrie shook the hand.
"I'm Steven Chu!" Steven said and shook hands with her.
"Torikan," Carrie nodded and smiled since he didn't offer to shake hands.
"Syaoran Li," Syaoran said, holding out his hand. Carrie shook it.
"Well, when do we get to see Sakura??" Meiling asked ecstatically.
"Well as soon as you get settled. Let's get you settled then! Um…I'm sure you know we can't pay for the other's rooms. We can only pay for two of you," Carrie stated.
"Don't worry, we're paying for the rest ourselves. But can you do us a favor and try to get rooms close to the rooms we're staying in?" Syaoran asked.
"Um… If I can of course I will," Carrie said. She turned to the woman and asked a few questions. She asked for a credit card that Syaoran promptly gave her. Soon they were in a large elevator going to their suites.
"Now, the closes rooms we could get is a few rooms to the right and left. You asked for two suites with two beds, correct?" Carrie asked. Meiling confirmed it.
"Well, here are the cards and I'll leave you to unpack, shower and whatever," Carrie said, dropping the cards into Meiling's hand.
"Let's see 810 and 827, our rooms are 815 and 816. Who wants to share 810?"
"We'll take it," Darris said referring to Steven and himself. Meiling nodded and gave him the key card.
"So Daiski and Torikan gets 827!" Meiling announced and gave the two the card.
"Pick a room Syaoran," Meiling said.
"You can get first pick," Syaoran offered. Meiling nodded and went to open both rooms. Once inside, Meiling announced she'd take room 815. Syaoran took his card and went into the room. He looked at his surroundings and found it comfy. Two large windows looked over the populated street. A small bar was next to the window. Right to his right there was a door that was what looked like a bathroom. Across the door was two sliding white doors. He dropped his bags and went to the two doors. He pulled the doors apart and looked with awe. There was a large king-size bed that was covered with pale green sheets and blanket. On the right wall, there was a large dresser and then on the left there was a balcony with a beautiful view. It looked down on a small courtyard behind the hotel and the sky was a beautiful blue.
"Not bad, Meiling actually got us a first-class room," Syaoran said to himself.
