Hi everyone! So I do not own the characters or anything except for the story they are in. That is the disclaimer. So now you can't say that I don't have a disclaimer. .

With Syaoran

Syaoran was in China already. He left his apartment, in Japan, an hour ago. He had written a letter to his latest girlfriend and left to the airport. Now, he was entering a limo that awaited him at the China airport. He ended up at the mall, just walking around, looking at all the different merchandise in the stores.

'Oh My God! I'm finally free of that wretched girl named...umm...was it Sayu, Saki? Haha! Saki? Haha! (For those of you who don't know, Saki is a Japanese wine) Oh! Now I remember! It was Sakura! She was pretty, but she just isn't 'the one'...haha what am I thinking? I'm a bachelor! Haha!' thought Syaoran.

Syaoran is 15 years old, 5'4", has brown-black colored hair, and Chocolate-brown eyes. He has a nice toned body and a very shape-full body made from participating in athletic sports. He spoke Chinese, Japanese, French, Spanish, and English.

'Heh...the girl I dated didn't even know that I was and still am a bachelor! I've been a bachelor ever sense I can remember. I kissed my first girl in kindergarten right on the lips! Hehe...it was on a dare too! Hahahaha! I earned my first nickel on the dare too! Too bad I moved to Japan before 1st grade. I don't even remember who it was I kissed...hmm...I don't even think I knew that girl's name. Keh.' Syaoran thoughtfully thought.

Just then, his cell phone rang, 'Tomoyo' he thought. He was correct; he barely paid any attention to the call only putting in some inputs every once in a while. Yawn 'This is boring!' "Hey Tomoyo? I need to practice training now, cya!" beep and the line went dead.

'Finally! I seriously need to get a new cell...I can't have people in Japan calling me now, can I? Heh.'

He walked to 'Sprint' and exchanged phones and got a new number. He then proceeded to delete Tomoyo and Sakura's numbers from his phone address.

Syaoran started walking to his private mansion on a hill. The mansion had five floors in all but had a secret sixth floor that no one knew about except for him. He used it as a secret get a way. His family owned a large sum of land and money.

His father had died when he was five years old. He has four sisters, each (to him) annoying. He always had to help them with everything except fashion. His sisters were very sisterly and very hyper. Syoran's mother, Yelan, is strict but kind.

Syaoran finally faced his white gates and entered the password to be let in by his butler, Wei.

"Hello Wei,"

"Hello Master Li" answered Wei. "Should I report your presence to Ms. Yelan?"

"No thanks Wei. If she looks for me, tell her I'm still out," and with that, Syaoran walked to his room on the 2nd floor and walked into the green lavished room. The room was in different colored greens and silvers, and was richly furnished. After all, his room was like a suit; it was really big.

"Hmm...it's nice to be home. Time to get some shut-eye" Syaoran said to himself.

With Sakura and Tomoyo

Before Tomoyo could move to search on her computer, the phone rang.

"Hello? Daijou, Tomoyo speaking..." said Tomoyo.

"Hey Tomoyo...hic ...can I come over? I need to talk to someone and you're my first choice." Sakura said hopefully.

"Of course, Sakura! You don't need to ask...you know you don't have to ask. Now that I think of it, why did you ask?"

"Well...you know! Hic you're usually...umm...mad if someone disrupts your researches and such..."

Tomoyo sweat-dropped

"Yes, well, I would make an exception if you came. I only get mad and frustrated if it were to be anyone else, but never with you my dear Sakura," replied Tomoyo.

"Oh...O.K. thanks Tomoyo! I'll be there in about 10 minutes! Around 5 o' clock then" said Sakura in a now normal happy voice.

"You're welcome! You can come by anytime you please...Oh! I'm gonna bake some cookies. You're favorites too! Chocolate chips. I better start. Bai, Cherry Blossom!" said Tomoyo, using Sakura's code name.

"Yup! Bai Plum Blossom!" Sakura said, also using Tomoyo's code name and with that, they both hung up.

Tomoyo

Tomoyo got her apron on and started getting supplies. 'I'll do the researching when Sakura's here' thought Tomoyo.

Tomoyo then preceded to get the cookie batter, mixing bowl, flour, water, vanilla extract, and chocolate-chips. She then put everything into the mixing bowl and started mixing. Just then, the doorbell rang.

Sakura

Sakura went to her walk-in closet and chose a short black mini skirt and a strapless tank top with cherry blossoms on the top-right hand corner. She put her clothes on the pink and silver bed and went into the bathroom to take a three-minute shower.

Sakura used her cherry scented shampoo and conditioner to wash her beautiful chestnut brown hair. Then, she lathered herself with apple-scented soap and rinsed herself off. Sakura had taken her toothbrush with her, so she now brushed her teeth to become a creamy pearl white.

As Sakura stepped out of the shower, she grabbed a light, fluffy, and puffy pink cherry scented towel. Sakura then attempted to dry herself with the wonderfully soft towel. After she had dried herself, she wrapped the towel around herself and walked over to the bed.

She then got dressed and went back to the bathroom to blow dry her hair. When she dried her hair to the point of where it was still a bit wet but dry enough, she put on her black ankle length boots.

Just then, it stuck five o' clock pm, so she quickly finished up, put on some eye liner and a thin layer of lip gloss, and got the keys to her black corvette.

Sakura went to the garage and got into her car. She took out her remote from the glove compartment and pressed the small black button in the middle. You could hear the large zzrrroooommm as the garage door opened. Sakura turned the key and the car started. She drove the car out of the garage thinking 'I hope Tomoyo will let me lick the cookie batter…' and started towards Tomoyo's huge magnificent beautifully designed mansion.

Sakura pulled up in Tomoyo's driveway, got out of the car, and rung the doorbell.