Disclaimer: I don't think I have to go through this again..

Mmm I watched the movie "It had to be you" on the airplane flight from Taiwan back here so I think it'd be cute if I based an SxS fic off of it. :D

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'thoughts'

(I had to reupload the first 1 or 2 chapters because I wanted to change some stuff. XP Sorries.)

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"My order finally came!"

A girl with short auburn hair and emerald eyes was holding a package she had gotten in the mail.

"Look Ichiro!" She opened the package and held up a red toothbrush still in its cover. It had a Hello Kitty image on the handle. "It's something brand new that they came up with here in Japan. You can't get it anywhere else! Oh, and here's your breakfast."

A man with black hair and blue eyes laughed.

"Thanks, Sakura," he said, taking his plate of toast from her and kissing her on the cheek. "Did you make some coffee?"

"It's brewing," Sakura snapped, then beamed and walked into the bathroom while taking her new toothbrush out. She put her toothbrush with her old one and marveled at it. She smiled, grabbed her new toothbrush and toothpaste, and started to finally brush her teeth.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang while Sakura was just about to rinse.

"Mmmph!" Sakura cried running out to Ichiro, her mouth full of foam.

"I'll save the toothbrush for you, just go now!" Ichiro whispered as he handed Sakura her bag, grabbed her toothbrush, and hid it in the first place he could find – under the sofa.

After Sakura quickly rinsed, she grabbed a long, light pink scarf with tiny sakura blossoms scattered on it and headed out her back door just as she heard the front door open and Ichiro saying "Hey Mamoru, you're early."

- Outside -

"I hate this feeling," Sakura said to herself while still adjusting her scarf, "But then...it's not like I didn't know he already had a girlfriend. Hmm...But I know things will go well if I just believe. And then, I will be his only one."

She smiled, and that steadied her. Determined, she whispered to herself, "Faith...Perseverance."

As she turned a corner she gasped in surprise as she nearly crashed into someone if she had not stopped. It was a handsome chocolate haired man with amber eyes. He, too, was a bit thrown back in surprise but kept going after pausing to apologize.

Behind him was a woman in a blue uniform, dragging a brown suitcase. Sakura guessed she was an air-hostess.

"Syaoran, wait!" She cried.

But the man kept going. The air-hostess followed him and soon they were both out of Sakura's way. Sakura stared after them with narrowed eyes.

"Che, what a pimp. It's funny how much women let their boyfriends get away with." Sakura shook her head and continued walking. "I hate how people like him think they can get any girl they want. We're not freaking items. Geez."

Sakura stopped in front of a big restaurant with the words "Su-pa kukku" and walked in. She was greeted by many cooks on her way into the kitchen.

"Hey, Sakura!"

"Hey, Chiharu," Sakura said greeted as she passed a cook with brown hair up in pigtails.

She, Sakura Kinomoto, was manager. And she loved it.

- At Night -

There was a party at their restaurant that night and Sakura was introducing the special meals and side orders to a large group of people sitting at a big table chatting vigorously.

"...Chicken soup with garlic bread or tomatoes..." Sakura looked over at the door that just opened and saw Ichiro walking in. As he passed her, his hands glided over hers and he sat down next to a pretty red haired girl, Mamoru and kissed her cheek.

"Um...did I mention the tomatoes?" Sakura asked them, earning laughs from them all.

"Yeah, you did."

"Oh, Sakura, you're so silly!"

- Kitchen -

"Be careful, Sakura!" A man with sapphire eyes and blue hair yelled as Sakura strode out of the kitchen carrying a small cake. Sakura held her hand in front of the single candle on the cake so that it wouldn't blow it out before she got to the big table.

"Don't worry, Eriol, I've got it!" Sakura called back.

She walked over to the big table and set the cake down in front of a blond haired woman who gasped in surprise at the sight of the cake mumbling "Thank you, thank you!" A violin player started playing a Romantic piece.

"Now make a wish," Sakura smiled as the melodic music from the violin filled the room.

"Wait, Yuuhi." Mamoru spoke up. "I just want to say: Thank you for being a great friend and your hair looks fabulous tonight. Happy birthday!"

"And I want to thank you for arranging this party. It must have been pretty tough! But your hard work really pays off," Yuuhi said, smiling at her.

She closed her eyes, bit her bottom lip, then opened her eyes again and blew the candle out. There were shouts of "yay"'s and "congratulations" through the applause they gave her. Sakura clapped her hands until they went numb.

"Now hurry up and get yourself a man," Mamoru teased.

"No. Just looking for a man is too easy. I want one who will compete with me... Someone who is my perfect match."

"It's not that easy in the first place. It's hard to find a man who will truly love you. It's hard to be the only one in their hearts...they just flirt around." Mamoru replied. "Isn't that right Ichiro?"

The table was now filled with "Ooohs" and "Oh, really?" as Mamoru nudged Ichiro hard in the stomach.

Ichiro smiled.

"Say, Sakura, why don't you join us!" Yuuhi offered, saving Ichiro from the embarrassment, and the table all agreed.

"Yeah, why not?"

"We'd love it if you did!"

"No, I have to go make some coffee," said Sakura, smiling. She turned from the table and ran into the violin player. Well, at least better than the actual violin, which ran into her right eye. Her hand shot up to her eye and she held it in pain as she braced herself from yelping.

"Sakura, are you alright?" Ichiro asked.

"Itai...yeah...I'm fine," Sakura winced, trying to smile.

- Kitchen -

A bottle of cream in her hands, right eye still shut from pain, Sakura closed the refrigerator door and almost ran into a familiar man with messy brown hair.

"Hmm? Who are you? What are you doing here?" She asked, slightly out of it. He wasn't wearing a cook uniform or anything of the sort.

"I'm here to see Eriol," He said.

"Oi, Sakura! What's wrong with your eye?" Eriol asked. "Hmm, let me guess...you're pretending to be a Cyclops? Nah, Captain Hook!"

"Shut up, Eriol, it really hurt!" Sakura whined.

Eriol laughed and said, "Oh yeah, Sakura, did I introduce you to him?"

He pointed at the familiar man.

"Um...no," Sakura said.

"Well, okay, this is Li Syaoran. He'll be taking my place after I retire. He's a really good cook, mind you. And Syaoran, this is Kinomoto Sakura," Eriol happily said.

"Huh? Oh! You're that..." Sakura pointed at him gasping, remembering the incident earlier that day. "Ugh." She turned and left to make coffee.

"Uhh...did I do something? What's wrong with her?" Syaoran asked.

"She's been sick lately. With a virus called: Love," Eriol answered and everyone else around him laughed and shook their heads, some muttering "Poor Sakura."

"Strange Sakura. That's her. Let me introduce you to someone much more normal." Eriold turned to the refrigerator, opened it, and took out an apple. "This is Apple. Very pretty, isn't she? Or maybe you would like to meet Orange instead."

He dug through the refrigerator for an orange and placed both the apple and the orange in Syaoran's hands. "They're pure, haven't been harassed or anything. Anyway, you'll find it more productive having a normal conversation with Apple or Orange than talking to Sakura."

In a few minutes, Sakura left the kitchen with a tray of cups filled with coffee. She arrived at the big table and served them.

"So you and Ichiro have been dating for a year already..." Sakura heard Yuuhi say to Mamoru. "Why not get married?"

"Yeah!"

"Have you ever considered—"

"I'm surprised you two aren't!"

Mamoru smirked. "Pfft. I'm actually considering to dump him."

Ichiro looked at her, hoping she was joking.

"It's not a joke," Mamoru said as if reading his mind. "I'm tired of this. I want to be a girlfriend, not a watch dog."

She glared at a stunned Ichiro. He looked extremely confused, hurt, and taken aback.

Sakura on the other hand, was trying hard to contain her happiness and hurried back into the kitchen in case she started laughing in front of them.

She put the tray beside the sink and looked as if she was about to dance. She started making gestures to her fellow confused cooks.

"Oh, it's charades!" Eriol exclaimed and they all looked at Sakura.

She held up ten fingers – ten words. Just a short phrase. She only needed to signal about two words before they should get it. Then she made flashing movements with her hands, indicating light.

"Rain man?"

"Camera!"

But Sakura kept shaking her head.

"Sprinkles!"

Sakura groaned, knowing they might never guess that part and moved onto the next few words. Her hands was making a—

"Rainbow!"

"Upside down 'U'!"

"Arc!"

"Ooh, ooh! Bridge!"

"Hey! That's what I was gonna say!"

Since none of them could get it, Eriol spoke up. "She's saying that there is a light at the end of every tunnel."

"Yes, Eriol!" Sakura cried happily. "Ohhh, I thought she'd never leave him!"

"Well, maybe it's a trap for you to come out into the light. Remember, there's a light at the end of every tunnel, just pray that it's not a train."

Everyone laughed at Eriol's joke and were now congratulating Sakura.

"Hey!" interrupted a black haired boy (Takashi), trying to catch their attention. "Syaoran's doing that Ice Mountain on Fire thing! Let's go watch!"

Excitement filled the air as everyone rushed to the kitchen door and peeked at Syaoran performing his trick. The Ice Mountain on Fire was simply a tiny cake which would still retain its shape, form, and temperature as long as it is not on fire for more than thirty seconds.

Syaoran was standing in front of the big table. He set a plate of a very small cake in front of the birthday girl, Yuuhi, and took out a lighter. He lit the cake on fire while everyone on the table gasped.

"Someone blow it out! Quick!" Syaoran ordered.

The whole table extended their necks and blew the huge fire out. Everyone cheered, even the cooks. Everyone but Sakura.

"Lighten up, Sakura," Eriol said, seeing her glaring eyes. "You'll have to get used to him since he's going to take my place after I retire. He's really not that bad, you know..."

She half-smiled.

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Short, huh? Well, it'll get exciting. :)