A/N: Hey you all! I'm back with another chapter and I'm so happy at the reviews I got, thanks! –salutes- (I read all of them just to tell you)

NOW, it's the chapter you've all been waiting for! I love making you wait, but those previous chapters with Sakura were also necessary. It's all planned out in the head, I tell you (not really…I don't have a general plot yet, SOME HELP PLEASE! Lol, it really would be appreciated though).

Disclaimer: I hate this little thing. For the last time (not), NO I do NOT own CCS. Grrr.

Chapter Five: Total SURPRISE!

Syaoran grinned wickedly.

He was finally back from that conference in Japan. It was the morning after that.

To put it shortly, it was the day after the conference, which meant that it was a Monday, and Monday meant school. And school meant makeover.

He was at last ready to do the makeover.

He picked up the clothes that he had selected the other day from one of the couches he had thrown them on. He left the shoes so he would put it on when he went out of the house. Then he sauntered to the washroom to take a shower.

A few minutes later, he emerged from the shower. It was like a whole new person came out, and if you didn't know better, you would have thought so as well. Whereas this total, geek, lame etc. person went in…it was out that came a heartthrob.

Syaoran was in his new clothes, hair damp and tousled all over his head, with very effective-looking bangs hanging messily over his forehead, covering his eyes a little. His intense amber-chocolate eyes were clear but also mysterious and dark, and for once, they were noticeable.

Excited, but not showing it, since he knew he was acting like a girl at the moment and it was absolutely embarrassing, he casually walked over to one of his full-length mirrors (it was his mother's idea to get mirrors) he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

…He peeked open one eye, and then the other.

He stared at his reflection.

He blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Then his mouth dropped open and he began to blink rapidly, like something was in his eyes.

This could not be him, was the only thing his brain was registering.

Convinced that there was something wrong with the mirror, or that his sisters had done something to it, he walked to behind the mirror and checked it over carefully, looking over any places that seemed suspicious to see if there was something underneath it.

When he found nothing at all wrong with his mirror, he went to another mirror. Again, that drop-dead gorgeous guy that girls would die for was staring back at him, doing exactly what he did.

Now frustrated, he walked to every single mirror he had in his room, even the one in his washroom.

He gritted his teeth angrily, but admiration was still visible in his eyes.

Whatever you did to my mirrors, dear sisters, it's pretty damn good. I probably can't do something like this even if I tried, which is saying something.

Sighing and grumbling at the same time, he gave up and pulled his backpack from underneath his bed, checking to make sure everything was in there and in tact. He then grabbed his skater shoes from his couch, and finally headed out the door.

Slightly preoccupied with his thoughts as he walked to his kitchen, that he didn't notice the maids and male servants gaping openly as he passed them.

He descended down the stairs and into the kitchen, as he usually did, to grab something to eat. The dining hall was only for lunches and dinners, or for when guests came over.

So, because of his thoughts that were revolving around mirrors, Syaoran hardly noticed that all movement had stopped when he stepped into the kitchen. Maybe it had registered somewhere back in there, but he didn't really notice it. He dropped his backpack and shoes beside the table and then grabbed a muffin, and poured himself a glass of milk. He sat down at the table with it, chewing.

It was only then that he noticed that everyone was staring.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, somewhat confused,

"What?"

If possible, everyone's eyes widened even more, and that included Yelan and his four sisters, which had just arrived in the kitchen and frozen completely.

"Y-y-you…ah…um…y-y-you—"

"If you don't have anything to say, then just don't say it," Syaoran interrupted the chef that had spoken, rolling his eyes and lazily leaning back in his chair, arm slung around the back of it.

The chef gulped and nodded nervously, backing off.

Yelan cleared her voice hesitantly, too surprised to tell her son to straighten his posture in his chair.

She certainly wasn't expecting this from Syaoraneven though she had definitely expected something. The change was remarkable, and he really did look like his late father now. It brought back painful memories, and she felt herself wondering how she could live from now on with this new development.

"Err, Xiao Lang…you have…improved yourself. It looks…ah, quite nice if I do say so myself,"

Syaoran's eyebrows disappeared under his messy hair line with disbelief, this time his turn to stare.

"Uh. Thank you. I think." He cleared his throat, "I don't think that I look that much different, all I did was change my clothes and not put gel in my hair," he seemed to remember something at that moment though, and he directed an accusing look at his four speechless sisters. "Did you do something to my mirrors while I was gone yesterday or something? Cause when I came out of the washroom and looked at myself, I saw this guy in the mirror. He's definitely not me and—"

"Xiao Lang," Yelan cut in, highly amused, "He is you. Your sisters did nothing to your mirrors. I had about twenty of our maids make sure they didn't do anything to you or anyone else whatsoever yesterday. That person you saw in the mirror was you," Yelan ended loudly, talking above her son's loud disagreement.

Syaoran immediately stopped protesting after he had heard about the maid part though, eyes growing round and then dot-eyed.

The guy really was him? He goggled dubiously, his mouth that had been chewing his muffin gaping open and revealing chewed up food.

Yelan scrunched her face up in disgust.

"Xiao Lang, please shut your mouth. You know better than to expose the contents of your mouth when you are eating, although this time you have good reason to, so I will excuse you without a punishment,"

It took a few minutes for this to register in Syaoran's brain and when it did, he shut his mouth abruptly, having enough dignity for a sheepish look to come across his face.

"Sorry mother," he apologized obediently.

Looking fondly at him, Yelan said, quite seriously,

"Now, Xiao Lang, you are fully aware that you will be receiving a decent amount of attention today and from now own, correct?" she eyed her son for a moment and only continued when he nodded. "I advise to you for this not to get to your head, or you will be an utter disgrace to the family, as was Xenon a couple of generations back. I believe I have told you the story of him?"

Syaoran nodded seriously, knowing that this was not a joking matter.

"He was very arrogant," Syaoran started, and as he said this, he couldn't help but think that he was a bit arrogant at times too, but he didn't say anything. Hey, everyone had their faults. "Not humble at all," he continued, "And he did not obey his family or the Elders because he thought himself higher than them. He also did not follow the Li tradition on keeping their virginity until married. And because he broke this especially sacred rule, he was looked down upon even more than he already was. They had no choice but to disown him because they could see the downfall he would bring to our family. Instead, his younger brother took up the position as leader, and this younger brother is my great-great-great grandfather," Syaoran finished, reciting the story as if he had been hearing it his whole life, which, in a way, he had. His mother herself had only told him the story once, but his sisters had riled at him whenever he acted even a tad arrogant or un-humble.

His mother nodded at him proudly.

"Very good Xiao Lang. You know the story well. I trust you will not turn out to be like him?"

"Of course not mother, you can trust me," Syaoran nodded his head, and the utmost sincerity showing in his eyes as he said this caused Yelan to give her son a regarding look and a rare smile.

Quite taken aback by his mother's behaviour, Syaoran's mouth promptly dropped open again.

Yelan's smile evaporated and she looked at her son with disapproval.

"Really, Syaoran! I thought I had taught you better than that! Do not open your mouth whenever a surprise comes your way,"

Whenever his mother called him by the Japanese version of his name, it was not a good sign.

Syaoran closed his mouth again, nodded, and swallowed the rest of his food. He then threw the wrapper of the muffin away and drained his glad of milk, rinsing the glass out and placing it back into the cupboard. He made a point to use a tissue to wipe his mouth, not the back of his hand (eh…he usually used the back of his hand, but what his mother didn't know couldn't hurt her, right?).

Then, he scooped up his backpack again, along with his shoes and trudged out of the kitchen door, giving his mother a small wave and a nod to the chef that he had snapped at before, silently apologizing for that. But as he passed his still frozen sisters, he gave them a wide smirk that made him look like a playboy.

"So, for once you have nothing to say? I'm shocked!" Syaoran mocked. Before they could unfreeze and defend themselves, Syaoran was already out the door, having shoved on his shoes.

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Now, as Syaoran walked to school, his steps became slower and slower and he became more reluctant as he drew nearer. He had already had people staring at him, and honestly, it was unnerving him. He didn't think that changing his appearance would be like this!

Although, he couldn't blame them really. He had a hard enough time himself accepting that the guy staring back at him in the mirror really was him.

But that wasn't all that was worrying him. What would the people at school say? Would they just brand him a poser and then just go on being all hostile to him? What would Sakura say?

…Wait.

His thoughts screeched to a halt.

Why did he care about what all those stupid people would think anyway?

And then his cheeks became red as another thought hit him. It wasn't so much of that he cared about, it was more of…um…(envisions a coughing Syaoran) Sakura.

But why did he care about how Sakura would react anyway?

I mean, if she was the person he thought she was, she wouldn't care.

He groaned inside his head. This was hard. Sakura was his friend, so he naturally cared, right? Still, somehow, that seemed off, although he couldn't place a finger on it.

He groaned again, this time out loud. Screw this! Since when did I think so much anyway?

And so with this last lingering thought, he continued valiantly towards school, even though he was still a bit reluctant.

Arriving in front of the school, he was relieved when the bell rang right away so that he wouldn't have to hang around outside before school trying to scare people off so they wouldn't stare.

Picking up his pace, he rushed through the door and breezed through the hallways, coming to a stop in front of his locker.

He quickly dumped everything that needed to be dumped into the locker and got the appropriate things out of it. He then shut it and headed for biology, his first class for the day.

Fixing a mask onto his face, he opened his classroom door and stepped in, noticing the chatter had stopped right when he stepped in.

Syaoran slowly looked up to meet his teacher's eyes. At first he saw friendly curiosity, but this soon turned into complete surprise, an astounded look coming over his teacher's features. This was afterwards replaced by awe, but Ms. Kissumi was smart enough not to say anything. Strangely, he felt reassured by her presence. She was, after all, one of his favourite teachers, and for good reason as well.

Squaring his shoulders and reminding himself of his Li heritage, he held his head up high and met the curious gazes of everyone in the room. As he made his way to his seat, the noise in the class started up almost immediately, only this time it was with hushed whispers punctuated with some giggles and furtive glances being thrown his way.

Sitting down in his seat, he was beginning to get annoyed.

This, is going to get some used to.

Seeing as there was a minute until the bell for classes to start (the bell before was to admit them inside the school), he decided to eavesdrop into a conversation from a nearby group of guys.

"Who's the new kid?"

"I dunno…but why's he sitting in the geek's seat?"

There were a couple of snickers.

"Maybe the geek finally decided to drop out, and a new guy came to replace him. Finally! I swear, I hate looking at the geek's ugly face everyday."

More snickers and a few slaps to the back to the guy who had spoken.

"Well, I'm not sure about that. Wouldn't Ms. Kissumi or some other teacher have said something to us? That's what they usually do. And haven't you noticed that guy kinda looks like Li?" a quieter, more reserved (at least at the moment it was reserved) voice spoke up.

Surprised faces turned his way.

"Honestly? Xien, dude, you think about things way too much. And you actually call the geek by his name?" here he snorted disbelievingly, along with some other of his friends.

'Xien' rolled his eyes.

"No, stupid. It's his last name. Seriously, you don't even know his name after all this time! You guys are so mean to him. He's never done anything to you,"

Syaoran felt a small, secret smile crawl over his face. He was beginning to like this Xien guy. He didn't seem to pity Syaoran at all, since Syaoran hated when people pitied him. Xien seemed to be genuine.

Meanwhile, strange looks were being pointed at Xien. But before anybody could say anything, the guy that had spoken to Xien before practically spit out his own saliva.

"What? What? Xien, did you say LI?"

Xien nodded satisfactorily, a smirk starting to spread over his face.

"Yeah, that's what I said. What's wrong Kai?"

If everyone hadn't known better, they would've sworn that Xien was making fun of his friend.

'Kai' paled considerably, as did the other people in the group as they, one by one, began realizing what this name meant.

"A-are you—you're not lying, are you?"

"Nope," Xien shook his head cheerfully.

Kai paled even more.

"Y-you mean, he's part of the richest company in the world?" he started breathing heavily, but then seemed to think of something and calmed himself down, "No. It can't be. Li's a common name, and if he were a Li then he would've…I dunno, he would've done something to us anyway," he shuddered at the thought.

Xien looked at his friends in pity as they began to be reassured by Kai's words. He had never fit in the group that he hung out with, but he couldn't find any other people that he felt as comfortable with.

"Uh, Kai. You're wrong, Li is a part of the company. Does Syaoran Li sound familiar to you?"

Kai froze again, turning to face Xien slowly.

"Xien, you really aren't kidding this time, are you?" he asked timidly.

A few seats away, Syaoran covered his mouth in a secret smirk.

"No, of course not. I wouldn't lie about something like this," Xienanswered simply.

It was then that Ms. Kissumi interrupted her class.

"Ok, class, settle down. The bell is going to ring any minute now."

And sure enough, ironically, the bell rung right after she said this. She nodded satisfactorily to her students, casting a small sympathetic glance to Syaoran, who was currently slumped into his seat with annoyance.

She then swiftly started attendance, going down the list.

"Kai?"

"Here," came a small, subdued voice. She raised an eyebrow at this, but didn't comment.

"Sria?"

"Present,"

"Xai Ling?"

"Hey,"

Ms. Kissumi rolled her eyes at this response, glancing over at the lazily grinning boy. Always the joker, he was.

Then the attendance continued on.

But then…Ms. Kissumi paused for a moment before announcing.

"Syaoran? Syaoran Li?"

She noticed that the room became dead silent as soon as she announced this, and she noticed that notes were being passed around, although she didn't comment on it. It was probably on who Syaoran was (the geek)…honestly. A lot of paling of faces could be seen as well. Seriously, one would think that they would've known Syaoran's name after all this time.

"Present," a strong voice answered.

Gasps of surprise came from around the room as they gaped openly at the hunk sitting there.

That…that irresistibly hot guy couldn't be the geek! (A/N: Sakura isn't in this class, just so you know, k?)

Immediately, the noise started up again.

"That's the geek?"

"I don't believe it!"

"It's not humanly possible!"

"Wait, the geek's name is Syaoran Li? That means he could be part of the Li company!"

Syaoran's eyebrows twitched. He was extremely irritated.

This was going to be a long day.

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As it turned out, it was a long day.

Figures, Syaoran thought grouchily. But, nobody could really blame him for being grumpy.

Every single class was mayhem, and the staring and once-overs weren't helping either. Oh, how he hated once-overs. The girls were looking at him weird too, with that lovey-dovey, I-want-to-cuddle-you expression on their faces. And alas, the teachers weren't helping either, other than Ms. Kissumi and Mrs. Saruni, his biology and calculus teacher. They were the only sensible teachers in the entire school, he was finally convinced of that. Of course, he had suspected it before, but this definitely proved it. He knew something was wrong with the other teachers as soon as he laid eyes on them. Yup.

He was desperately beginning to regret his decision of his makeover as well. But, he kept reminding himself that it was for the best. He really couldn't stand to revert back to his old self now though…jeez, well, that gel really wasn't working out.

"Syaoran! Syaoran!" A voice suddenly called out.

Startled, he raised his eyes and saw a hand waving above everyone else in the hallway, where he was just about to head outside to eat.

The people in the hallway turned, surprised, to gaze at the cheerful auburn haired girl.

Once Sakura spotted him looking her way, she gave him a sunny smile and walked up to him.

"Can I eat with you?"

Too surprised for words (ok, and maybe the fact that he was blushing, that happy feeling welling up in him again), he only dumbly nodded before leading her outside, winding around astonished students and finally coming to a stop in front of a large tree to the side of the school.

It was a weeping willow tree, one of his favourite kinds of trees, because he loved going under the leaves. It made him feel like he was in a cocoon.

(A/N: I dunno if that grows in Hong Kong either! Lol, my knowledge of Hong Kong is very limited, as you can see)

Settling under it he finally looked up at Sakura, who was studying him at the moment.

Once she saw him look her way though, she blushed and looked away. Yup, there was no mistaking it. She was definitely blushing, and a strange look overcame her eyes that he had only seen two times before when he had hung out with her.

"Sakura? You ok?" he hesitantly asked, still having that weird glow inside of him.

Her hair is so beautiful…and so are her eyes. Her personality is so wonderful too, I could probably come to love h—

Wait! HALT! Where did that come from?

That was it, he was officially going insane. Stupid conscience. He had only known Sakura for a little while, and he didn't think that the first day of school when Sakura said 'hi' to him counted.

"Y-yea, I'm ok. You just…um, look…different today," then, at seeing his alarmed look, she added hastily, "But in a good way! What did you do with yourself?" she finally took a seat beside Syaoran, a little awkwardly.

Inside, though, her hunk alarm was shrilling loudly and her thoughts were screaming at her, hot! Hot! Hot! This guy is hot!

Oh. Crap. She didn't need this. Syaoran was a simple friend!

Although, his hair was so…

Grrr, she growled to herself. But, she had to admit, letting the hair out of the gel WAS definitely a good idea.

Crap, now she knew that Syaoran really was good-looking.

"Oh, I just didn't put gel in my hair and I chose new clothes and shoes. No big deal. I don't get why everyone's acting so strangely," Syaoran shrugged nonchalantly.

Sakura's eyes practically boggled out of her head at this.

"Syaoran," she started carefully, slightly uncomfortable, "You look really different…uh, trust me."

His eyebrows rose, which made Sakura insist, trying to avoid his oh-so-gorgeous eyes,

"It's true!"

Reluctantly, Syaoran answered,

"…Ok, fine. Maybe you're right. But still, it's so annoying. They could lay off the staring once in awhile…SEE!" he assessed the area outside of the tree, spotting numerous people gawking at him, and at Sakura sitting beside too. He could just sense the rumours and gossip floating around in their little heads. "I swear, this is getting annoying." He grumbled this out.

Sakura suppressed her laughter, but couldn't restrain a choked snort at his comical expression.

Syaoran turned his scowl to her, crossing his arms and lunch still untouched.

"And what's so funny? I don't think it's funny at all!" (A/N: This always happens to me too, so I can empathize…;P)

"Nothing," Sakura replied innocently, hand plastered over her mouth. She quickly faced away from his fiery amber-brown eyes or else he would have seen how red her face was getting from restrained laughter…and something else.

She felt queerly happy-go-lucky.

Umm, ok, so maybe she was usually a happy-go-lucky person, but this time it was even more so than usual (A/N: Scary). And this odd feeling was inside of her whenever she glanced at Syaoran, or even peeked at him. Or, it happened when he talked, or when he said her name, or when he smiled, or when he laughed…

Gr.

She had felt this with him before, but it was still…

Very, very strangely, weirdly, oddly, queerly strange.

And when girls looked at him, she felt mad for some reason.

And. Jealous.

She growled out loud by mistake, all that thinking starting to hurt her head. It was too much for one girl to take in all at once!

"Sakura? You ok?" Syaoran inquired, all past arguments suddenly forgotten.

"Yeah, sure, I'm ok." Sakura tossed over her shoulder before turning back and rapidly opening her lunch bag, bringing out a sandwich and a juice box, so she didn't have to look at him and feel that burning in her face.

Syaoran peered at it.

"So, you're one of the baggers?"

Sakura flashed a grin at him.

"Yup. Cafeteria food is disgusting,"

"Hey! I don't agree, so don't insult my precious, fattening cafeteria food!" Syaoran looked highly offended.

Sakura nudged him with her elbow, trying to act normal.

"Then why didn't you get cafeteria food today?" she fixed her gaze purposely at the brown bag in his lap.

Syaoran flushed.

"I forgot my lunch money…" he mumbled sheepishly.

Sakura rolled her eyes and smacked his arm playfully.

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To say the least, Syaoran was exhausted from his day. Sakura had been a big help, thank god, and so were her friends, Tomoyo, Chiharu, Rika, and Naoko, which she had introduced to him that day. At least he had friends now, even if they were all girls. They were great, but almost all of the other girls at school wouldn't leave him alone and a lot of guys were giving him glares as well for 'stealing all the girls', most of which had boyfriends. It wasn't as if he had wanted to!

To the ladies, he was a god. Who cared if he had been 'the geek' in the past, all that mattered was right now. To most of the guys, he was a poser and needed to be scorned, the same asbefore.

What he needed at the moment were his two best friends, Eriol and Yamazaki, and his cousin, Meilin.

Sadly, Meilin was on vacationJapan, in a small town called Tomoeda, or something like that. And Eriol and Yamazaki went to a different school.

It sucked, he knew.

He really doubted that Meilin would come back soon anyway, because she had claimed in her emails that she liked Tomoeda much better than Hong Kong, since was a really busy and crowded place and Tomoeda was a small, peaceful city. And the air wasn't that polluted either.

There was still tomorrow with all the stares as well, and the day after that. AND the day after that. The list could go on.

"Have a good day, young master?" Wei brought him out of his thoughts when he came through the door. As usual, his butler was standing dutifully beside the door. He had already seen Syaoran in the morning, so he wasn't too surprised at his appearance. Although, he didblink once or twice to get 'adjusted'.

Syaoran didn't even bother to say yes, instead he just ignored the butler completely and handed a maid his jacket.

"I see," Wei spoke up after a little while, amusement dancing in his eyes. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yelan at the doorway of a room along with her four daughters, all eyeing Syaoran with various expressions on their faces.

Syaoran huffed up the stairs to his green room.

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A/N: Lol, sorry for the late chapter but my grandpa's appendix was about to explode and we had to rush him to the hospital after a check-up at a clinic. Then he had to have an operation, which, sadly, was very expensive. So we had to take care of him all week. Plus, I'm getting minor writer's block, but it isn't anything serious. Your reviews help, if you care to review at all! LONG chapter! If I made a mistake that I overlooked, tell me.

Questions (I forgot to answer some of them in the last chapter –looks sheepish-):

Question: What does AU mean?

Answer: AU means alternate universe. Sorry about that…eheheh. And if you're wondering what alternate universe is, it's like a different world with the CCS characters, cause it doesn't follow the general storyline of the actual CCS. Think of it as being transported to another universe, but with the same people.

Question: Are Meilin and Tomoyo going to be in this fic?

Answer: Well, you know the answer to this one now! It's in this chapter, that in face, yes, Tomoyo and Meilin are going to be in the story. I like to include as many of the real characters of CCS as I can in my stories!

Question: Will the cherry blossom grove be a special place for Sakura and Syaoran later?

Answer: Am I really that predictable? Yes, the cherry blossom grove is gonna be a special place for SS later. Lol, it's been so overused that I even considered not doing that for a while, but…-cough cough- the chance to do it was too much to pass up. Besides, it IS good idea, that's the reason why it's been used so much!

Eh…I think that's it for this time.

Here are some review responses, sorry I can't answer them all:

Wolf Jade: Yeah, I know what you mean about gel. It's disgusting to touch, I like hair spray too! Please keep on reviewing, I love all of your reviews!

Illusion Dragon: I still haven't gotten around to emailing you back…-looks at floor- I'm sorry! But my email isn't working again. Gr. Stupid new laptop. But thanks for your review anyway!

Littlelonewolf: Heheh, I have a feeling the attention won't get to Syaoran's head, unless I change my mind about that, but I doubt it! Hope this chapter satisfied you enough!

Gurla-Aya: I'm way too lazy to include all the capital stuffs in your name, so sorry. Anyway, we all have our moments. It's ok…-pats shoulder-. Lol! Don't worry, I can be even more crazy than you sometimes, believe it or not. Thanks for your review and keep reviewing!

Silver Sky Magician: Thanks for your advice and stuff, I look forward to your reviews! And I know Hong Kong's a really big, and crowded city. I've seen pictures…I've heard that they eat a lot of chicken over there, is that true? Lol! But keep reviewing anyways! (Now I know you're a she)

M3rI R03: I'm flattered! Thanks, and I hope you're satisfied. Keep reviewing!

SkyStar: -sweatdrops- Ahem, yeah…well, I know about hyperness though, so don't worry, you're not alone! Thanks for reading. Keep reviewing! (have you noticed I say that a lot? Lol)

Cherryxxblossom: I like your name by the way. Thanks for taking the time to review my story! I live in Canada too, and I do know for a fact that some cherry blossom trees grow in Canada (in the southern side, dunno about the north), I've seen them! In fact, there's one just a few blocks away from me…they're so pretty and pink…and I love them! Keep reviewing!

Chinita92: You're funny. I like that bush idea…and I wish anime were real. I was just looking at some pictures today of Syaoran (too bad f f . n e t censors them so you can't post them up) and he's so cute! I wish he were real. Thanks for your review! Please keep reviewing!

Now, IMPORTANT! I need a plot for my story! Can you believe I don't have one beyond this? I'm going to make SS fall in love, but I need an actual plot and obstacles and all that good stuff. THIS is where you guys come in. Please review and offer suggestions, please? Try to make it original, not something that's too typical and has been used a lot before, cause I like original stuff! –wink- So, I can use parts of your suggestions and put it together or something like that. Thanks, I would really appreciate it!

Oh, and please review, no flames as usual, but suggestions are welcome! Long author's note, I know. Please don't kill me! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll just go now…

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