Ah, I only update this for a few of my loyal fans. It seems as though the Card Captor Sakura section has died down. -Cry- Oh well. Maybe I'll start writing fanfictions for other sections. Oh well. -Cry- I'll have to finish this story though. I'm truly dissappointed that I got so little reviews for chapter four. Okay, so anyway. I'm hosting a FANFICTION CONTEST on my site at so if anybody's interested. Please enter. -thanks-

Too lazy to do the disclaimer.

Now onward with the story!

Tomoyo grinned at Eriol. Phase one had been completed and now the plan was in action. Eriol smilied delightfully at Sakura and then at Syaoran who gulped at what his dare might be...

"I dare you ...to kiss the one that you love most. If he's not here, then you have to tell us who it is." Syaoran closed his eyes and felt a sharp pain go through his entire body.

'I know it's not me..' He felt the need to shut everything out and didn't want to listen to what she would say. Though, he couldn't because the next instant he could feel a pair of soft gentle lips going against his. Opening his eyes in shock he stared at the angel before him. (Ugh, this is getting corny. Better end it soon. Haha)

"Sorry Syaoran, I know you don't like me." She backed away and stared at her knees. "I love you."

The others stayed silent and watched. It seemed as though they weren't there anymore though...

"Me too." He said it. He blurted it out. He...just couldn't keep it in anymore. Not holding back anymore she smilied and jumped into his arms.

"THAT'S SO CUTE! AND I GOT IT ALL ON TAPE!" Tomoyo cried happily. "Eriol! Why can't you be more romantic like them?!" She smacked him on the head angrilly.

"I'm so sorry Tomoyo! I try, I really do!"

"I can't believe you guys are finally together." Chiharu shed a tear and hugged Yamazaki. "It's so...cute.."

"Yeah, and it took long enough," Meilin said while smirking at Syaoran, "I too also have a little hobby in using a camera. Let me tell you Sakura, he was one pathetic little soul..." Syaoran paled as she finished saying all this.

"The..t-tape?! I thought I burned that!"

"Wrong, oh little gullible cousin. WRONG AGAIN!" She laughed evilly and lighting flashed in the background.

Racing over to her bag she dug through it while Eriol held Syaoran back from attacking her.

"BOOYA! Here it is." She lifted the tape up to show everyone who 'oo'ed and 'ahh'ed. Meilin threw it to Tomoyo. "Pop it in. I've collected through ONLY my visits from China a few scenes that I think you'd find pretty interesting.." Doing so, the following scenes played...

"I'm too sexy for my shirt. So sexy that it hurts. So sexy that it hurts!" Syaoran could be seen on the screen with his shirt off, dancing. Singing into his "microphone" or what we like to call our comb he did a little dance on his bed. "So sexy that it hurts!"

"Oh," He said while staring into the mirror, "Look at me. Sakura could use one strong hell of a guy like me. 'Oh, help me Syaoran. Help me. I love you.' " He cried to himself in an unusually high pitched voice. Starting with a much bigger, bolder, and manlier voice he replied, "Yes Sakura! I, Syaoran, Mister Macho Man, who is also too sexy for his shirt will come and save you!"

Then he looked straight into the camera. Walking towards it slowly he poked it.

"MEILIN!"

"AHHH!"

The tape stopped for a brief moment and played another scene.

"Eriol, I really need you to help me with how I can approach Sakura. Really."

"Ok,...pretend I'm Sakura then."

"I can't...you're not pretty enough to be."

"Is that an insult?!"

"...Can you put on that dress?"

"What the HELL MAN? No!"

"But..but you won't look like Sakura ny other way! And ..I can't work with you. Trying to woo you is like..trying to woo a man!"

'"I am a man!"

"Right...prove your manliness by wearing that dress."

"Fine!"

"Ok then. I'll wait"
"..Do I look fat in this?"

"Sakura will never look fat! ...Well, you look fat. Just a little."

"UGHH! SHUT UP! GO ALONG WITH THE STUPID LITTLE..UGRHH!"

"Okay, Sakura...I...I...can't do it. You're too ugly."

"Shut up. You know I'm beautiful."

"...Yeah...sure."

"...I still think I look fat in this dress.."

"ERGH! How can I work with this?!"

Syaoran started blushing quite fiercely now, ashamed of himself he hid his face behind a pillow. Lots of laughter, and excitement had taken over the room. Sakura hugged him and smiled.

"I'm glad that you care so much...Mister Macho Man." She gave out a little laugh.

Turning even more red, he felt embaressed.

Wiping a tear from his eye, Eriol looked at Syaoran and bursted out laughing again.

"Oh god. Oh man, oh man, oh man. I really gotta say. THATS SOMRE ENTERTAINMENT."

"Anyway," Tomoyo eyed everyone in the room, "let's go on with the game, shall we? Sakura...go on."

"Uhm alright Tomoyo,...So Tomoyo, truth or dare?"

Sorry guys. I had to end it there. I'm running out of ideas. Haha.
Remember to enter the fanfiction contest or spread the word. I REALLY need more contestants. Much love.
Jenn