Title: A New Project

Author: damson rhee

Rating: PG for one naughty word from Syaoran's little potty mouth.

Summary: Terada-sensei has a new project for the class. Follow Sakura, Tomoyo, Syaoran, Eriol, Chiharu, Takashi, Rika, and Naoko as they try to complete it. Pairings: Sakura/Syaoran, Eriol/Tomoyo, Chiharu/Takashi. Please R&R! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura, or any of its characters. CLAMP does. Leave me alone. Do not sue.

"blah" -speaking

'blah'-thoughts

blah -flashbacks

The big spaces are the scene changes/ POV changes (It should be pretty obvious).

A/N: Hello fellow reader. You have stumbled upon my latest fic, A New Project. Please leave your comments via the beautiful box to your left at the end of this page. And go check out my other fic as well, for I would appreciate some feedback.

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And now, on to the story…

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Saturday; two days before the booth was due.

Rika went over to Naoko's house to work on their project. They were doing some research on the internet about how 75% of Japanese homes were at risk of being inhabited by ghosts. "That should convince them to let us search their houses," Naoko muttered under her breath, almost maliciously. She laughed manically.

Rika sweatdropped. "Naoko-chan, don't you think that you're getting just a little carried away with all this?"

"Just work on making the booth, Rika-chan. I'll keep researching." She smiled evilly.

"Okay," she replied. 'What have I gotten myself into?'

Half an hour later, Naoko was back to herself; still slightly weird and slightly obsessed, but an all around nice girl. The two were working hard on the business booth in order to get a good mark.

"Naoko-chan, where are we going to get the equipment to search people's houses for ghosts?" Rika inquired.

"Don't worry. My dad has all the equipment that we need and he says that we can borrow it."

"But where did your dad get all of that stuff?"

"He's a parapsycologist. It's his job to investigate cases about the supernatural. He needs all of the equipment, but he promised that we could use it as long as we were careful with it."

"So that's where you got it from!" Rika murmured.

"Got what from?"

"Your interest in the supernatural!"

Naoko just shrugged and the two got back to working.

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Meanwhile, Takashi was busy at Chiharu's house working on their business booth.

"I can't believe you made me do house cleaning…" Takashi whined as he wrote HOUSE CLEANING SERVICE in big, bold letters on their booth.

"I didn't make you," Chiharu protested. "You agreed out of your own free will."

"Yes, but you used iniquitous methods of persuasion."

"All is fair in love and war," she quipped. "Besides, it's not all that bad. Cleaning can be fun!"

"I can't believe you just said that…" Takashi groaned. "Nobody in their right mind could possibly say that cleaning is fun."

"Well, it is the truth. Here, I'll show you!" Chiharu proceeded to bring out a duster. "Dusting is the easiest out of all cleaning, and it can be really fun."

Takashi added, "Did you know that dusters were invented by the ancient Egyptians to help build the great pyrami-"

He was cut off as he felt a pillow crash into his face at the same time as his girlfriend barked, "Shut up!"

Laughing, he grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it at her. He gloated as it hit her square in the head. Neither noticed that the pillow had a rip in the side and that fluffy, white feathers were falling out.

In mock anger, Chiharu took another pillow and beat him down to the ground mercilessly with it. She shouted in triumph as he fell. But her glory was short-lived as he took hold of her leg and pulled her down with him. She squealed as she tumbled onto the ground. Takashi seized the all but forgotten duster and held his girlfriend down with one hand as he tickled her with the other which was holding the duster. "Now this is what these things are meant for!" he yelled.

All she could do was laugh harder as he continued to tickle her. After a while, both flopped down on the floor, still laughing uncontrollably, breathing heavily from the exertion. Suddenly, Chiharu screamed.

"What's wrong?" Takashi asked worriedly.

"L- Look…" she said simply and pointed around the room.

Feathers covered the entire surface of the floor. Unbeknownst to them, the pillows had broken during their fight. Things were in a state of disarray, and it was obvious where they had been rolling around on the floor. There was a lamp that had been knocked over off of a small table, and pieces of glass riddled the floor near where the lamp had fallen.

"What a mess," Takashi pronounced apprehensively.

"Yes, well, we'll just have to clean it up, won't we? I suppose it'll be good practice. Some people never clean their house, and if we made this big of a mess in fifteen minutes, think of how messy their houses must be!"

Takashi winced. "I hate cleaning."

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Sunday; one day before the booth was due.

Sakura was over at the Daidouji residence. The two girls had already finished making the booth, but they had planned to do the baking on Sunday afternoon so that it would still be fresh for Monday morning. They were also going to make dough to freeze so that it would stay good until Friday, when the project would be over.

Kero had come over to watch them (or at least that was what he had said) but Sakura had a sneaking suspicion that he had alterior motives. Nevertheless, the young card mistress couldn't resist her guardian beast, and she let him come along.

Clad in aprons, Tomoyo and Sakura began to bake. Tomoyo worked on making a delicious looking apple pie, while Sakura opted for something a little easier; chocolate chip cookies.

"Now, Sakura-chan, chocolate chip cookies are the perfect recipe for a… beginner such as yourself. It's easy and simple because all you have to do is follow the recipe!" Tomoyo told her best friend, choosing her words carefully.

"I can do it!" Sakura decided energetically, with her usual positive attitude.

Tomoyo smiled. And so it began…

It had only been five minutes when the first misadventure begun. Tomoyo was working diligently on her pie when she heard a rather small, "Hoe!" and a rather large crash. She looked over to see sugar all over the mixing bowl, the counter, the floor, and Sakura.

"It slipped…" Sakura whimpered regretfully.

Ten minutes later the mess had been cleaned up, Sakura was ready to cook, and all was right with the world once again. Tomoyo went back to her pie, and Sakura began the chocolate chip cookie recipe in high spirits.

This time, Sakura got a little farther in her baking pursuits. She managed to get the ingredients in the bowl virtually unscathed, but the real problem arose when she brought out the blender to mix them all together. Instead of keep the blender on low, she accidentally set in on high. When she put it in the bowl, it spattered the ingredients all over the counter, floor, and ceiling. Sakura screamed, "Hoeeeeeeee!" and Tomoyo came rushing over. Seeing what had happened, Tomoyo and Sakura began to clean up the mess. Kero, who had been sleeping, flew down to see what was happening, and laughed loudly at their predicament. As a punishment, they made him clean the ceiling by flying in midair to reach it with a small cloth to wipe up the mess. Needless to say, he didn't laugh so much then.

After a half an hour of laborious work, they finally finished cleaning. Sakura started the recipe for a third time. Tomoyo quickly put her pie into the oven, and helped Sakura to complete the cookies. Though they were working twice as slowly, at least no accidents would happen with Tomoyo there to make sure it was done correctly.

As soon as the pie was out of the oven, they let it cool on top of the counter as the put the cookies in to bake. The two girls sat in front of the oven to watch the cookies bake.

"Mmm… It smells delicious!" Sakura exclaimed happily.

"It sure does!" Tomoyo agreed. "I wonder if my pie is cool yet…"

The two friends turned to the counter, but were surprised to see that the pie was no longer there, and only the pan remained. "KERO!!!!" both girls screamed in unison.

They chased him up the stairs, but he was slow from all that food, and they caught him easily in an abandoned old closet on the third floor of the Daidouji residence.

"I can't believe you ate the whole pie!" Sakura declared.

"It was very good…" Kero tried to justify himelf.

Sakura screamed in frustration and tied the guardian beast up with a ribbon she found. "There!" she cried victoriously. "Now you won't be able to escape."

Tomoyo spoke softly, "Sakura-chan, do you smell something?"

"...The cookies!"

The two friends ran down the stairs and towards the oven. Sakura put on the oven mitts and to their dismay found that the cookies were burnt to a crisp.

"Now what will we do? We don't have enough time to bake enough to sell tomorrow!" Sakura proclaimed in defeat.

"No, not by ourselves at least. This situation calls for some serious backup."

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"It's magnificent!" Eriol praised. "It's wonderful!"

"It's not that great," Syaoran disputed.

The two were staring judgementally at their now complete business booth which was currently set up in the middle of Eriol's living room.

"Why can't you ever just agree with me?" Eriol asked.

"Because you're never right…" Syaoran stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Even if I am right, you still challenge whatever I say!"

"That's because you're annoying, evil, creepy, weird and slightly deranged."

"What makes you say that, my cute little descendant?"

"DON'T CALL ME-"

Their conversation was interrupted abruptly by a ringing of a telephone. Eriol answered it, and a somewhat frantic voice could be heard saying, "Eriol-kun? We need your help. Could you and Li-kun come over?"

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Hiiragizawa Eriol and Li Syaoran arrived at the Daidouji residence soon after. Wondering what could have caused the usually calm and composed Tomoyo to be so worried, they rushed over immediately. Eriol knocked on the door to be greeted by one of Tomoyo's servants who led them to the kitchen where Tomoyo and Sakura were.

"Oh, I'm so glad you could come!" Tomoyo said. "We really need your help."

"With what?" Eriol questioned.

Sakura blinked sheepishly. "Well, I'm kind of... clumsy when it comes to cooking."

"We burnt the cookies and Kero-chan ate the pie," Tomoyo quickly finished. "And we couldn't possibly bake all the food that we need for this week all by ourselves. We both know that you two can cook very well and thought that you might be willing to help us out!"

"Why certainly, lovely Tomoyo-san."

Tomoyo turned a pleasant shade of pink, and then began showing Eriol the recipes from her cookbook. Sakura looked at Syaoran pleadingly. "Will you please help us, Syaoran-kun? I can't cook at all and we really could use all the help we could get."

Syaoran nodded. "What should I bake?"

"Well, you could help me with some more cookies. The last batch I made burnt terribly and the only reason I even got that far was because of Tomoyo's help. If you help me than she can bake her own pie without having to bother about me! Thank you, Syaoran-kun!"

He blushed, but managed to ask menacingly, "Are we going to be in the same room as Hiiragizawa?"

"Yes," she affirmed. "Why don't you like him anyways? I think he's nice!"

"Because he's deranged. And he calls me annoying names."

"But couldn't you try to be a little bit nicer to him?" Her lovable nature was coming through as it always did.

"No," Syaoran answered bluntly.

"Please, Syaoran-kun? For me?"

Of course, Sakura did not know that he would not be able to refuse, but her charming innocence was one of her best qualities. Little did she know that dear Syaoran was helpless to her big, pleading eyes and bright smile. He blushed furiously and answered awkwardly, "Fine…as long as he behaves."

He was rewarded with a hug and an "Oh, thank you, Syaoran-kun!" He smiled the smallest of smiles in her direction, but it turned immediately to a death glare when he saw Eriol baking in the kitchen with Tomoyo. Sakura saw that he was glaring and chided him softly, "Can't you last for more than two seconds?"

They went to the counter near where Tomoyo was baking a pie once again and Eriol was making a chocolate cake. Sakura took out the cookbook. "Why don't you put in the ingredients while I read them aloud to you," she suggested.

"That way you won't ruin it?" Syaoran asked, smirking.

"Yeah…" she blushed, embarrassed.

The evening seemed to pass by with the blink of an eye. The four teens didn't notice as they laughed, talked, joked, and in Syaoran and Eriol's case, fought as well. Too soon did they find that all that needed to be done was done, and that Sakura, Syaoran, and Eriol had to leave.

"Thanks for helping us, Li-kun and Eriol-kun," Tomoyo thanked them. "And by the way, Eriol-kun, that chocolate cake looks absolutely delicious. You never cease to amaze me!"

"Well, you never cease to annoy me, Hiiragizawa," Syaoran interjected cynically.

"I wouldn't have it any other way, my cute little descendant."

Syaoran was almost ready to lunge at the reincarnation when Sakura hastily grabbed him by the arm before he could do any damage. She yelled a quick goodbye to Tomoyo and Eriol before dragging Syaoran out the door. Tomoyo sobbed, "And I didn't even have my camera to capture that kawaii moment…"

"I'm sure there will be many more," Eriol reassured her. "I suppose I shall take my leave. Thank you for being such a kind hostess, lovely Tomoyo-san."

He kissed her hand gallantly, then walked swiftly out the door before she had a chance to reply. She watched from the window as he left.

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Syaoran walked Sakura back to her house. They walked in amiable silence, chatting briefly. They finally reached her door, and Sakura embraced him warmly.

"Sakura, I have something to tell you…"

"What is it?" she replied, still in their hugging position.

"I... I l-" he began, but was interrupted when the door flung wide open revealing a menacing Touya.

"What are you doing here, you Chinese gaki?!?"

"Touya-kun, he was only walking me home from Tomoyo-chan's house."

"It didn't look like you were walking to me!" her brother shouted furiously.

"That's because we weren't, baka," Syaoran shot back.

"Touya-kun, Syaoran-kun, calm down. Please don't fight," Sakura begged them.

Syaoran took a long, hard look at Sakura. He glared briefly at Touya before shrugging indifferently. "I was just leaving anyways." He walked away cool and collected, as only a person with years of training could.

"Oh, Touya-kun, why do you always have to ruin things with Syaoran-kun. I think that you and he could really get along if you would just give each other a chance!"

"I don't like him," Touya responded as if it explained everything.

Sakura just sighed and climbed the stairs to her room. Suddenly, her eyes went wide with surprise. She shrieked as she exclaimed, "Oh no! Kero-chan is still tied up at Tomoyo-chan's house!"

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"Let me go! Let me go! You can't keep me here! I'm the guardian beast of the seal! Raaarrrrrrr!"

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