Sakura was dressed in a dark green one-shoulder dress where the skirt just passed her knees. The dress sparkled from the tiny sequins sewn in. Sakura nervously checked to see that no one was around. She put her hands to her head and they glowed white along with her hair. She put her hands down and her hair was now longer and up in a bun. No, half of it was up in a bun and the bottom layer was down and they ended in the middle of her back in soft curls. She jumped when she heard the doorbell ring. She grabbed her green handbag and slipped on her heeled shoes and ran to let Madison in.

"Hi, you look great!" Sakura said when she opened the door, and she meant it. Madison was in a lavender dress that was made of a loose, silk like material. Her hair was up in a bun and held there with decorative amethyst pins.

"Thanks, so do you!" she rummaged in her bag. "This is the restaurant's grand opening so the line would be long . . . if we didn't have these." She pulled two red plastic cards out of her bag.

"V.I.P. passes!" Sakura exclaimed snatching them up.

"Don't you love him? Not only did he invite us to one of the biggest parties of the year, but he made sure we'd do it in style," Madison said, referring to Eriol.

"I'm giving him a huge hug when I see him . . . if I can recognize him. It's been nearly nine years since I last saw him face to face," Sakura said woefully.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he's probably going to be in the center of things, it won't be hard to find him," Madison said, comfortingly.

"Great," Sakura said. "I still can't believe it – V.I.P.!"

"Well, if we don't leave now, we won't be able to use those," Madison said, holding the door open.

"All right, let's get moving!" Sakura said cheerfully.

Meanwhile . . .

Li quickly changed into a black collared shirt, black pants, and black jacket. He didn't bother with his hair – there wasn't time.

"Hey, Li! Hurry up, we're going to be late!" Eriol called from the living room. He had come on time, but he had been kept waiting for half an hour.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," Li said, hurriedly putting on his watch and slipping his feet into his shoes. He ran out into the hall.

"Okay, let's go," he said brusquely.

"Oh, yeah, take this," Eriol said, handing him a red plastic card.

Li looked at it, "V.I.P.?"

"What else?"

"Wow, thanks!"

"No problem, but we have to leave now or else I'm going to be late for my own party!"

"Fashionably late," Li argued.

"Fine, let's go before this gets out of style."