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Another day of training complete, Syaoran returned to the house with a black duffle bag in hand and a white towel in the other. He sighed lightly as he walked to the front door of his home and puts the towel around his neck to reach for his keys in his left pocket. When he was about to put the key into its matching lock, he found a note on the door for him.

"Must be from mother," he thought. Placing the key in the lock, he ripped the note off of the door and started to read it:

Li Xiao Lang,

There is a slight family crisis I must attend to. I'll be home in a little while so serve yourself to whatever you want for dinner tonight. Please do the dishes before I get back.

Love,

Mother

Syaoran smiled to himself. Mother was trying to teach Meilin how to bake cakes that day, but ended up burning the entire inside of the oven. He shoved the note in the pocket of his sweatpants and entered the house. He put his stuff down and took his shoes off to find the house completely empty.

"Good, at least I can eat in peace and quiet." Syaoran thought with a smile. After eating, Syaoran started on the dishes from the baking disaster earlier. While scrubbing one of the baking pans, he looked over his left shoulder at the clock to check the time. Next to the clock were photographs of him his family, and his friends when he was in elementary school and so on. He stopped scrubbing momentarily to look at them. He noticed one of the pictures and stared at it, sighing softly.

It was a picture of his four sisters with Tomoyo and Sakura when they came to visit him back way when. He started to scrub again and at the same time, to think about her. He hadn't seen Sakura in nine years and only kept in contact with her through letters and phone conversations. Every time he heard her voice over the phone, he couldn't help but blush light pink and smile when she would tell him the latest news in Tomoeda or what trouble Kero got into.

The long letters she would write him would just brighten his day and he would write back a letter just as long. He wished he could go visit her; in fact he would go right now if his mother didn't keep him so busy all the time. He just wanted to tell her how he really felt. That she was more than just a good friend to him, that he…loved her. Why couldn't he just tell her that? He wanted to tell her, but something held him back. He didn't know what did that day, but whatever it was…did.

He sighed in frustration as he scrubbed the baking pan harder with the sponge, but to no avail. The burnt parts of what used to be cake still stayed stuck to the pan. He gave up on it and dumped it back into the sink when the phone started to ring, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Wonder who that could be?" he thought as he reached to pick up the phone. Maybe it was her! He heart started to do flip flops in his chest as he put the receiver to his ear.

"Hello. This is the Li residence."

"Li, is that you?" Wait a minute. That wasn't Sakura's voice. It wasn't even female.

"Yes this is him. Who is this?" Syaoran asked curiously. Who in the hell was this person?

"Li, I can't believe you don't recognize me. Your old school buddy," the mystery voice replied in shocking amusement. This voice was slowly sounding some what familiar. His heart slowed down a bit as he finally recognized who it was.

"….Eriol?" The voice sighed with relief.

"Thank god, I though for a minute you were losing your memory there." Syaoran didn't understand. Why on earth was Eriol calling him?

"Eriol, why are you calling me?" he asked, keeping his own voice from sounding surprised.

"I call you to say hi and that is the reply I get? I thought you were a good friend." For a split second there, Syaoran actually felt bad for being rude to Eriol…for once.

"Sorry I just-" Syaoran was cut short by Eriol, not giving him a chance to explain.

"Or were you expecting…someone else?" Eriol asked coyly. Any thoughts or feelings of guilt disappeared. Syaoran blushed a slight red.

"…Maybe."

"I so knew it! You were expecting Sakura to call weren't you?" Eriol had read his mind like a book. Eriol was starting to piss him off. Just like the good ol' days.

"That's none of your business!" he replied hotly.

"Oh come on Li, lighten up a little bit. I was just joking around with you," Eriol said calmly. Why was he always so damn calm?

"If you don't tell me the reason why you are calling me, I will hang up on you." There was a small silence. Finally Eriol answers back.

"Well, the reason why I called is to tell you that Sakura called me to tell you that you have been invited to Chiharu and Yamazaki's wedding, that's all."

"Wedding? Chiharu and Yamazaki? Why didn't she call herself and tell me?" Syaoran asked. Well, he could always see those two getting married one day. It was no shocker to him, but he was happy for them anyway.

"Well, being the maid of honor is a busy job you know. She sends her apologies to you and hopes you can make it," Eriol implied. Syaoran smiled at his last sentence.

"That's ok. So, when is this whole thing going to happen?"

"…A few days from now," Eriol said hesitantly. There was something wrong. Syaoran could sense it in the way he answered.

"How many is a few days Eriol?" Syaoran demanded. There was silence until Eriol finally broke it.

"Four days," he answered quietly.

"Four days! Eriol, I have to tell my mother these things way in advance! You know that!" Syaoran's voice rose in anger.

"Don't worry about your mother, I have a plan," Eriol said simply. Syaoran sensed again that there was something strange going on.

"And what is this so called plan going to be?" Syaoran could sense Eriol's smile just get bigger. There was again silence.

"Well, the first part of my plan is for you to look out your front door," Eriol said randomly. Syaoran paused and took a short time to absorb what Eriol had just said before replying.

"What does this have to do with getting to the wedding?" Syaoran asked with suspicion.

"You'll see." Eriol told him simply. Now Syaoran was just getting annoyed again.

"Fine." Syaoran said, taking the wireless phone with him as he went up to the front door and opened it; then there he was. Eriol was standing with a cell phone in one hand and waving to Syaoran with the other. Why couldn't he sense Eriol earlier? Syaoran's mouth opened but nothing came out as he watched Eriol hang his cell phone up. He did the same and walked up to Eriol.

Eriol hadn't really changed much, beside the fact that he'd gotten taller. His hair was pulled back with a long ponytail that went down to his lower back and he was an inch or two taller than Syaoran. He was wearing a simple black blazer with a white shirt, black pants, black shoes, and the same pair of glasses he always wore. Eriol just smiled and gave Syaoran, much to his surprise, a hug.

"It's good to see you again Li. You've grown very much." Syaoran quickly broke the friendly hug.

"You as well. Why did you even bother to call my house if you were standing right in front of it?" He was very curious to know Eriol's motives as to why he did something completely pointless. Eriol just smiled some more at his relative's state of confusion.

"I just thought it would be fun. Besides, I just got this cell phone as a gift and wanted to try it out." That answer wasn't good enough to satisfy Syaoran. He hated when Eriol did these sorts of things.

"Well next time you try to use me as one of your 'test subjects' it would be nice if you tell me next time," Syaoran snapped. Eriol's face was still smiling even though Syaoran was glaring at Eriol hard enough to burn holes straight through Eriol's head. Eriol just enjoyed pissing Syaoran off.

"Well, we'd better get your things ready," Eriol said as he was pushing Syaoran back inside the house when Syaoran turned around and stopped.

"What do you mean 'get my things ready'?" Syaoran asked, unsure of what was going on.

"Because silly, I had the limo circle around the block and we only have an hour until our flight takes off," Eriol said as he took off his glasses and used his jacket to clean some smudge off them.

"But my mother will be coming home any minute," Syaoran said, exasperated. Eriol finishes cleaning his glasses and puts them back on.

"Well then, you'd better start packing." All Syaoran could do was look at Eriol with his jaw dropped in disbelief. His mother was going to kill him.

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Ten minutes after packing, Syaoran was ready with his suitcases on both sides of him and his duffle bag with his training gear. Next to him, Eriol was checking his watch and as if it were rehearsed, he looked up and there was the jet black limo turning up onto the street, pulling right up in front of the two young men.

A slightly round man with a black bowler hat and black suit got out of the car without a word and grabbed all of Syaoran's bags, putting them in the trunk. The driver briskly walked over to the back door and opened it for the two. Syaoran muttered a 'thanks' as Eriol smiled at the driver and got in the limo, the door shutting behind them. The limo was decorated with one long 'L' shaped seat with a mini bar across from them. In the corner was a small T.V. that appeared slightly old. As the car got moving, there was silence between the two once again. Then Syaoran broke it.

"My mother is going to kill me. I can't believe you talked me into this," Syaoran said as he crossed his arms across his chest. Eriol just smiled at his relative's emotional outbursts as he grabbed a drink from the mini bar. Syaoran was really starting to hate that smile.

"I'm sure your mother will understand why you took a sudden leave with out her consent." Eriol took a sip of his drink. Syaoran just gave Eriol a look and continued.

"Maybe, but what about Meilin? She's not the type of person to just let it slide." Syaoran looked down at his feet. He had witnessed and had been a victim of Meilin's wrath more than once. He didn't want it to happen again. Then, hearing Meilin's name, something hit Eriol mentally in the face.

"Oh! I totally forgot. Speaking of Meilin, I called her earlier today and told her to meet us at the airport. She'll be waiting for us at the gate." Eriol, again, took another sip of his drink, his expression calm. Syaoran just looked at him like he wanted to strangle him. Why did he always have to hide things and then tell him at the last minute? Or did Eriol have Alzheimer's, despite his age? Syaoran didn't know the answers to both of his questions, but he knew Eriol certainly didn't change over the years.

"Well, this is news to me. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Sorry, I just forgot all about her I guess," Eriol answered innocently and finished off his drink, putting the glass back on the mini bar. The car suddenly stopped and the driver got out of the car in one swift motion. The driver opened the door for Eriol and Syaoran to get out. Syaoran looked around to find that they had arrived at Hong Kong airport.

He saw hundreds of people coming and going from inside, having things to do and places to be. The driver took all of Syaoran's and what appeared to be Eriol's bags out of the car and put them next to their feet. Eriol gave the driver some money and said thanks. They watched the driver leave the airport and grabbed their own bags.

"Well, we're here. We'd better get our bags checked and meet up with Meilin," Eriol informed him. Syaoran just gave a nod in response. They walked in the airport and went up the escalator to the checking counter. Eriol and Syaoran got their bags weighed and taken away to be put on the plane. With the Eriol only carrying his own individual bag of things to do on the airplane, they headed toward their gate. While in line to get past security, Syaoran looked at his ticket and look at the gate number: gate 38. He then heard a familiar voice calling out to him.

"Syaoran! Hey, over here!" He looked up to see Meilin waving to both Eriol and himself. She was wearing a simple yellow tee-shirt with capri pants and a pair of flip flop sandals. Her hair was in two braded pigtails that went down to her waist. Syaoran gave a small smile and waved back. When they were cleared, Meilin ran up and gave both Syaoran and Eriol a hug.

"Wow Eriol, your hormones kicked in I see," Meilin grinned as Syaoran just rolled his eyes.

"Don't expect much Meilin," Syaoran muttered under his breath. Eriol faced Syaoran and gave a small smile to him, confusing him even more.

"Aw, surely you don't mean that?"

"Actually, I-" just before Syaoran could finish, Meilin put her hand over his mouth, not wanting bickering between the two.

"I'm sure he didn't mean it Eriol. Now lets get to our flight, we only have twenty minutes and they already boarding passengers." Meilin walked ahead of them, heading to the gate. Eriol, who was next to Meilin, slyly stuck his tongue out at Syaoran as a sign of victory. Syaoran sat there fuming with his face scrunched in anger, but he decided not to kill him yet. He would wait until the time was…right.

Meilin just rolled her eyes at them both. Here are two grown men making faces at each other in public no less. Did she have to play 'mom' through out this entire trip? Definitely. When they got on the airplane, Eriol got the isle seat while Syaoran got the middle seat and Melin got the window seat. The plane eventually took off and headed toward Japan.

About three-fourths of the way there, Meilin was already asleep on Syaoran's shoulder and Eriol was listening to music and reading a book. Syaoran looked out the window only to see clouds. Once bored of looking out a window, he turned his head away from the window and ended up looking at the back of the chair in front of him.

Then a sudden thought struck him. After nine years of just talking on the phone and writing letters, he would finally be able talk to Sakura in person. Had she changed at all? What would she look like? Syaoran blushed just thinking about it. Eriol, who was bored from his book at the moment, decided to look over at what Meilin and Syaoran were doing.

Meilin was resting her head on Syaoran's left shoulder. Assuming she was asleep, he looked at Syaoran. He appeared to be thinking hard enough because he didn't seem to notice Eriol staring at him. He smiled as he took notice to the blush on Syaoran's cheeks.

It was funny to see his relative in love. He was completely the opposite person when he was near Sakura. He would just stand there blushing right in front of her while she would be totally oblivious to the signs of his affections toward her. When she wasn't there, he was almost a different person; serious and quiet most of the time. Eriol put his face right next to Syaoran's ear and whispered.

"I bet I can guess who you're thinking about." This made Syaoran jump literally out of his chair, waking up Meilin in the process and hitting his head on what they called a ceiling.

"Don't DO THAT!" Eriol couldn't help but laugh at the look on Syaoran's face. Meilin rubbed her eyes open and saw Syaoran out of his seat, standing and rubbing his head. She just sighed.

"Eriol, what did you do now?" Eriol controlled his laughter into fits and giggles when he finally stopped.

"I saw him over here thinking about you know who." Eriol said with a wink. Now she knew what was going on. She grinned.

"I see. You sly dog you," she said coyly as she nudged him on his side. He glared at the both of them before sitting back down in his seat.

"Do you two mind? Can't you two just find someone else's life to ruin besides mine?" Syaoran begged. He noticed a few people were starting to stare. He sank into his seat even more, trying to hide.

"Sorry Li, we just couldn't do that. Where would all of the fun go? If we couldn't bug you, what would our purpose in life be then?" Eriol said as he grinned even wider.

"Yeah you dork." Meilin giggled as she and Eriol slapped each other a high five.

"Now Meilin too? Great. This is just my fucking day." Syaoran thought angrily. Just as he was going to make a come-back in this conversation, the flight attendant made an announcement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we will be landing in approximately twenty minutes. Please turn off all electronic devices at this time and fasten your seat belts as we are about to land. Thank you and have a nice day." When the flight attendant was finished with her announcement, Syaoran just look up at the ceiling and closed his eyes.

Why did they always have to point out his feelings towards Sakura bluntly in his face? In public even! Why was it so damn interesting to torment him? Then he could feel the plane start to descend beneath him.

"Finally! I just want to get off this damn plane." Syaoran thought as he watched through a cracked eyelid Eriol and Meilin both lean forward to connive with one another. He really didn't want to know what they were talking about. He sighed, trying to drown their discussion out. Probably about him no less. People were just out to get him these days.

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When they got off the air plane, the trio went to the baggage claim and got all of their things. Then Eriol lead them to the pick up area where they waited.

"What are we waiting for?" Syaoran snapped, who was still a little mad about earlier. Eriol seemed uninfected by his tone, which pissed Syaoran off even more. Eriol looked around the area with his eyes when his face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"There she is." Both Meilin and Syaoran were confused as to whom he was referring to. Another jet black limo appeared and pulled up next to them. But instead of a limo driver coming out of the car were two female bodyguards in neat and tucked black suits and sunglasses. Then it dawned on Meilin and Syaoran who it was.

"Tomoyo! It's you!" Meilin dropped her bags to hug her friend as she got out of the car. Tomoyo was wearing a single blue dress with matching shoes and small light purple jacket. Her dark hair fell down to her waist as her hair draped over her shoulders. She greeted everyone with her kind smile as she returned Meilin's hug and turned to the two men.

"It's nice to see all of you again and I'm happy you could all make it," she said softly as she turned to Syaoran, "especially you Li. Sakura will be very relieved that you could come after all. She will be very happy to see you again." This made Syaoran blush again at the mention of Sakura's name.

Tomoyo just smiled as she motioned her bodyguards to put everything in the trunk. They all got in the limo one at a time and they drove off. In the car Eriol, Meilin, and Tomoyo talked about missed events and other things while Syaoran just looked out the window, busy with his own thoughts. Tomoyo noticed him staring out the window and tapped his shoulder lightly to get his attention. She had a pretty good idea what he was thinking of or who for that matter.

"Sakura doesn't know that you're coming." she said suddenly. This caused Syaoran's eyebrows to rise in surprise.

"Really?" Tomoyo just nodded.

"Yep. So we are going to surprise her with you. We thought it would be kinda cute." She smiled as all he could do was blush a light pink.

"Do you mind if we go to my house? That is where Sakura is waiting for us to get back." Tomoyo asked Syaoran as he shook his head.

"I…really want to see her again. It's been so long since I've spoken to her…well in person anyway," Syaoran said in a hushed tone, not really wanting the two 'connivers' to hear him.

"I know you do. She feels just the same way." Tomoyo gave Syaoran a reassuring smile. Tomoyo was really the only person to whom he could speak his true feelings about Sakura to. He was glad that he could now talk to Tomoyo for advice concerning his already complicated love life. He gave Tomoyo a small smile of thanks. Then the limo turned into Tomoyo's driveway and came to a halt.

Everyone got out of the car and walked inside. Syaoran had only been in her house a few times, but every time he came, it was just as big with the particular glass chandelier above the door way. Tomoyo led them down a hallway when two voices could be heard.

"I WANT CAKE! IT'S NOT FAIR THAT YOU GET THE LAST PIECE!" Syaoran grimaced. He knew who that was: Keroberos. Then he heard the other voice, his heart pounding so hard that he surprised no one heard it.

"Kero, for the last time, what would happen if Tomoyo's maid asked why I requested two pieces of cake instead of one? How could I explain to her without sounding like a pig? Besides, someone might discover you with all of the noise you make when you eat." Sakura said in a firm tone.

"I still say it's not fair. I want a…wait a minute. I sense…someone familiar." Kero's tone changed drastically as he felt the four coming their way. He got up off of the coffee table and flew out the room, discovering Eriol, Melin, Tomoyo, and…the 'brat'.

"It's you! You stupid kid! I can't believe it! Why in the hell are you here?" Kero growled. This just made Syaoran mad. Meanwhile, the others were watching in amusement. They looked absolutely happy to see each other.

"Hey! I'm not a kid anymore you stupid jackass!"

"What did you call me?"

"A jackass, you idiot!"

"That's it! This ends now you damn brat!" Kero turned into Keroberos and tackled Syaoran like prey and knocked him down to the floor roughly with his two front paws. Sakura, unaware of who Kero was talking to, heard the whole thing and got up to stop the fight, but was shocked to see who Kero was fighting.

"Syaoran…is that…you?" Syaoran pushed Keroberos off of him to look up at who was speaking to him.

When he saw who it was, he stood there paralyzed like a statue and couldn't help himself but stare. Sakura was the most gorgeous girl he had ever laid eyes on. Her hair style was pretty much the same except that it was bit longer. She was of average height and had a slender figure. She was much more beautiful than he could have imagined her to be.

She was wearing a blue sweater with a dark blue jean skirt and was wearing black leather boots. Syaoran then realized something remarkable about her; shelookedjusther mother. When he realized how long he was staring, his whole face turned the color of a red apple. Sakura, oblivious to it all, ran up to him and gave a big hug, making him even redder then he already was.

He, still a little shaken, regained his composure and returned the hug back. Tomoyo and the others looked at the two with satisfaction; this whole wedding thing just might bring the two together after all these years. Eriol cleared his throat, startling both Sakura and Syaoran. She released their friendly hug to get a good look at him.

"I can't believe it's really you Syaoran! I've haven't seen you in…well, forever! And look how much taller you are than me!" Sakura said having to look up slightly to create eye contact.

She was right about the height; he noted that the top of her head lightly brushed the bottom of his chin when they hugged. He couldn't help but smile at her attempt to look up at him. He thought it very cute. She was still the Sakura he remembers nine years ago, much to his relief.

"You've also changed Sakura." Syaoran smiled back. Kero, much to Syaoran's disappointment, flew between the two and interrupting them.

"I WANT CAKE!" Kero's plea startled the two and made them jump out of their skins. Tomoyo just laughed at the whole situation while Meilin and Eriol talked about what he thought to be buying a camera for some reason, a reason Syaoran felt with horror he knew all to well.

"Don't worry Kero; there is plenty of cake in the kitchen," Tomoyo said as the two of them went to the kitchen to gather refreshments while the other four went to the family room where Sakura and Kero had been before. Eriol sat next to Sakura while Meilin and Syaoran sat right across from them. They started to talk about the wedding.

"As we all know," Eriol began, "this wedding shall be…unique from most. When it's those two you're talking about, it's bound to be interesting." Everyone agreed to that. They are 'one of a kind' after all.

"I bet Yamazaki's going to piss Chiharu again with another one of his so called stories." Meilin added. Everyone agreed to that as well. Hearing the mention of Yamazaki's name, it helped Sakura remember something very important.

"Hey Syaoran?" Sakura asked Syaoran, getting his immediate attention. She continued.

"Yamazaki was hoping you could be his best man for the wedding. He told me he couldn't pick a better friend or man for the job. You think you're up to it?" Syaoran looked at her for a moment, deciding whether it was a good idea.

"Sure. I'll be happy to." Sakura's face brightened up with delight.

"I'll call him later and tell him the good news. He'll be happy to hear that you could come." Eriol and Meilin looked over at the two talking and randomly decided to intervene in their conversation.

"Did you say best man Sakura?" Meilin asked. Sakura simply nodded.

"What type of wedding are they having?" Eriol then asked quickly, confusing Sakura even more. Syaoran knew there was something wrong with the two. He swore he saw a flicker of mischief in Eriol's eyes. Not a good sign.

"Well, obviously a western style wedding. Why are you asking?" Meilin and Eriol looked at each other again, then grinning like a pair of Cheshire cats. Definitely not a good sign.

"Oh, no reason. Just wanted to make sure, that's all." Eriol answered smiling. Syaoran hated when Eriol smiled like that. He couldn't tell what he was thinking or planning to do. Tomoyo decided to change the subject, much to Syaoran's relief.

"How about we help you move your things into your old apartment?" Tomoyo asked, indicating Meilin and Syaoran.

"No that's ok-" Meilin quickly cut off Syaoran before he could answer. This might be a good chance to get Sakura and Syaoran alone…

"We'd love your help!" Meilin exclaimed. Syaoran opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"A good idea," Eriol started. Syaoran looked up at Eriol. Great. Now him too, "Sakura and Tomoyo can help with your things. I have to get to my place as well." Eriol got up and turned to Kero.

"I can take you home Kero." Kero, who was in the middle of eating a snicker doodle, looked up at him confused.

"Uh…ok." Kero devoured his cookie and followed Eriol out of the living room. Tomoyo got up as well.

"Do you need a ride Eriol?" Tomoyo asked as Eriol turned around to answer.

"No that's ok. I'll just walk." No one said anything else as Eriol and Kero left as Eriol had mysterious ways of getting around. When they heard the door shut, Meilin got to her feet and put her hands on her hips.

"Good. Now all Tomoyo and I have to do is get them…alone." She grinned at the thought. Her smile scared Syaoran more than she knew.

"Why in the hell is she grinning? Is she plotting something?" Syaoran thought suspiciously asMeilin walked a few steps away from the couches and turned around to face the others.

"Well, let's go and get our stuff into our apartment." Meilin glanced sharply at Tomoyo as to signal her. That was her cue.

"I'll help Meilin with her things. Sakura, can you help Li? If you don't mind?" Sakura looked at her friend, then to Syaoran.

"Of course I'll help. Come on Syaoran." Sakura grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet. She led him out the door and to the limo. Syaoran quickly looked back at the two to see them giggling at his general direction. His eyes widened slightly.

"She is planning something!" He thought in a panic. What was going to happen? Nobody knows…well maybe except Eriol, Meilin, and Tomoyo that is.

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Once they arrived at Syaoran's old place (minus Eriol and Kero) Sakura and the others grabbed what they could and carried it up to the apartment door. Syaoran put the key in the lock and opened the door. The place was just the same as it was when he left it last time, but not with as much dust. Dust was apparent to the naked eye on every piece of furniture, even on the sheets that covered the couches and chairs. They all sighed; this was going to take awhile to clean.

"We had better get started. It's already 4:37 P.M and we won't be done for quite awhile," Tomoyo said checking her watch as everyone agreed. They put all of the suitcases next to the door, took off their shoes, and walked inside.

"Tomoyo and I will clean out here. You," Meilin pointed to Syaoran," and Sakura will clean the two bathrooms and the bedrooms." Meilin emphasized the word bedrooms and raised a sly eyebrow at Sakura and Syaoran.

His eyes widened in shock as to how Meilin could think such a dirty thing and blushed…again. Sakura just tilted her head in confusion. Tomoyo just smiled with a tint of humor as the 'plot' unfolded. Meilin went to the pantry closet in the kitchen and grabbed mops, buckets, towels, and scrubbers. She shoved a few items into Syaoran's hands and walked over to Tomoyo.

"Well what are you two still doing here, get going!" Meilin snorted. Syaoran and Sakura looked at each other and shrugged. They walked away from Melin and to their assigned rooms.

"Let's start in the bathroom. It's bound to be a bit dirty." Sakura suggested. Syaoran nodded and opened door. She was right. Dust littered the shelves and the light green counter. To make things worse, there was mold in the bathtub and in the toilet. They both cringed at the state the bathroom was in (obviously this is Syaoran's bathroom because of the color).

"Yuck…there's mold in the toilet…" Sakura said with a face of disgust. Syaoran started to fill the bucket he was handed with water from the sink and looked quickly at the toilet. He too made the same face.

"The feeling is mutual." Sakura looked at him and smiled.

"Well at least were on the same page about this right?" She smiled even bigger, showing her white teeth. Syaoran smiled back.

"Yeah I guess. I'll do the toilet. You can do the counter and shelves. We're both going to have to do the bathtub, err…obviously." Sakura smiled as she grabbed her cleaning weaponry and started on the counters as Syaoran did the same on the toilet.

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Back in the kitchen, Meilin and Tomoyo were not concentrating on cleaning, but trying to listen for any…movement.

"Do you hear anything at all?"

"I wish. What are they doing in there? Watching the dust collect?"

"Um…maybe they are actually cleaning…like we should be doing." Ok, so Tomoyo had a point, but Meilin wanted something to happen already!

"Oh…right." Meilin plunged her mop into the bucket and started to mop when she sighed in frustration.

"I can't take it anymore! If he doesn't make a move on her or at least give her a hint I'm going to walk right in there and tell her for him!" Meilin gripped the mop handle as tightly as she could, as if to keep herself from actually doing it.

"Meilin, as you must know, Li is the type of person who is used to hiding his emotions most of the time. Just telling her 'I love you' is harder for him than for some people. Let him do it in his own time and have confidence in him. He will tell her eventually how he feels, but right now he has to take in that Sakura has…well matured from a sweet cute girl to a beautiful women. It's all happening so fast for him right now." Tomoyo explained seriously to Meilin, who seemed to understand.

"I know, but still. It's driving me up the wall. Men can be so stupid sometimes, you know?" Tomoyo nodded in solemn agreement. They finally started to mop the kitchen, but still listening for any sounds or movements.

"Well," Meilin thought with a sly grin on her lips, "if anything does happen, I have my camera right in my pocket just in case."

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Syaoran wiped the beads of sweat with his back of his arm. He never thought getting all of that mold off the toilet would be so hard. He looked at his handy work and smiled in satisfaction: that toilet couldn't look any cleaner.

He looked over at Sakura who was bent over picking up her paper towel pile she had made while cleaning the shelves and counter top. As she put the paper towels in a nearby trash can, he caught himself staring at her bottom. He shook he head violently. He couldn't believe what he just did.

"Was I…was I staring at her…butt?" he thought as he mentally hit himself for doing such a thing, "curse these damn temptations!" He could see Eriol laughing at him now. Why he came to mind he didn't know, but it made him mad. Sakura stood back up straight and turned to Syaoran who was looking at her with an expression she couldn't place.

"I'm finished here. You?" Sakura's question snapped Syaoran out of his 'hormonal dilemma'.

"Wha…oh yeah I-I'm f-finished here." Syaoran stammered blushing furiously, but to his good fortune, she didn't notice him blushing at all.

"Well let's get started on the bathtub and then the floor I guess." Sakura said as she grabbed her cleaning weaponry and climbed into the tub/shower combo. Syaoran did the same. Their backs were facing each other, both of them cleaning the mold off the walls of the shower (the tub/shower being connected to the wall).

Sakura stopped momentarily, reaching over to dip her scrubbing brush in the bucket, but couldn't quite reach it. Scowling at the distance of the bucket, she climbed out of the tub and grabbed the bucket by the metal handles. With all of her strength, she tried to pick it up and over the tub, but the bucket was too heavy and her arms gave out as she dropped it in the tub. The water spilt all over inside the tub and she slipped trying to get back in, landing on her bottom in the water. Syaoran, dropping his own brush, turned around to see what happened.

"Are you ok?" Syaoran asked as he offers her a hand.

"Yeah I'm fine, but I don't think my butt is." Sakura grimaced at the source of pain coming from her behind.

Syaoran smiled at her reply, but it was quickly replaced with a shout of surprise as the foot he was going to put his weight on to pull her up landed on the brush he put down earlier. She cried out in shock as all of his weight lands right on top of her. Time stopped for a moment as Syaoran realized that his head was resting on something soft; only to find out a second later that his head rested on her chest.

He pushed himself up, blushing furiously, only to find his face only an inch away from hers. He had never seen her eyes so close up before. Unconsciously, he started to lean in closer to her face, apparently trying (and wanting) to kiss her. Once again confused, Sakura (who was blushing slightly due to the proximity of their faces) was going to ask what he was doing, when they heard a click and saw a quick flash. They looked up to see Tomoyo with her camcorder in hand as Meilin held a small digital camera in her hand.

"Hah! I got it!"