A/N: This is the first story that I've ever written, but R&R (reading & reviewing) is still highly appreciated. Also, a little C&C (compliment & criticism) is appreciated in the reviews. Also, this chapter is pretty much the happiest chapter, so far.

Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura does not in any aspects belong to this lowly writer. However, the plot and storyline are most definitely mine.

Victory In Death: Thank you for the help with the second chapter! I appreciated the assistance!
DBZGTfan2004: Thank you for your review, and yes it is quite a sad story, although this chapter isn't quite sad like the others.
Julia: Thank you also for your review! It keeps up the Morale.

Warning: If you are not a fan or can't tolerate YURI/Shoujo-ai I warn you not to read further than this warning.

Legend:

:Flashback:

'…Thinking…'

"…Speaking…"

Ch. 3: Magical Pastries, and Chefs

Sakura and Tomoyo walked into the lobby looking like a pair of awestruck tourists. Sakura and Tomoyo's heads were twisting side-to-side trying to take in every scene, sound, and scent. Sakura walked to the receptionist, a pretty brunette with long, braided pigtails.

"Ohayo Gozaimasu! How may I help you?" The pretty receptionist, Sakura could now see her nameplate, Ichiban Kirei, asked politely. Sakura grinned, and winked at the young woman. Tomoyo raised an eyebrow at Sakura with a pang of jealousy. Suddenly, Tomoyo leaned across the receptionist's desk and brushed her breast against Kirei's arm. This action brought a wave of red across Kirei's, and Sakura clenched her fist. Sakura glances apprehensively at Kirei's blushing face. 'So Tomoyo wants to play a little game with poor little Ichiban-san. I'm game.' Sakura grinned mischievously at Tomoyo, and Tomoyo's sidelong glance told her to have fun.

"I'm Kinomoto Sakura, Kirei-rin. You're really beautiful, have people ever told you that?" Sakura winked flirtatiously at Kirei, then glanced playfully at Tomoyo. Kirei blushed at the compliment and familiarity by which Sakura had called her. Kirei gulped timidly and glanced at Tomoyo for help, but Tomoyo only smiled and walked calmly behind Sakura. Sakura let her hand dangle and lightly caress Kirei's lax hand. Kirei pulled back and whispered, "May I help you, Kinomoto-san?"

Sakura grinned and leaned over the desk ledge then picked up Kirei's hand. Tomoyo couldn't handle it anymore; she pitied the poor girl, not to mention she was very jealous of Sakura's attention to someone else. Sakura laughed when Tomoyo stepped forward and took command. Tomoyo pushed Sakura aside and then stood in front of Sakura. Sakura lightly fluttered her fingers up Tomoyo's exposed thigh, then kept traveling further up her skirt; until Tomoyo swatted Sakura's hand away while staring unblinkingly into Kirei's eyes.

"Please pardon my companion, Ichiban-san. She's very anxious to see her brother again. Speaking of her brother, his name is Kinomoto Touya. Do you happen to have someone living here by that name?" Tomoyo smiled tenderly, trying to calm the young receptionist. Kirei glanced suspiciously from Sakura to Tomoyo; Tomoyo's reassuring aura caused Kirei to shyly nod. Tomoyo tilted her head triumphantly at Sakura, and Sakura rolled her eyes. Sakura and Tomoyo observed Kirei's liquid moves as she transferred calls to other rooms, and dialed Touya's room number. Sakura heard a muffled voice on the line, and then Kirei rushed through a long answer to Touya's short question. Sakura heard loud laughing as Kirei placed the phone neatly in it's carriage.

"Please take a seat over there while you wait, Kinomoto-san will be down in a minute. Also, Kinomoto-san said, 'Tell them not to stare too much at everyone.' Well, please enjoy you're stay here, at the Oashisu Apartments. We are here to serve!" Kirei rattled off into a short speech about the Oashisu services, pool, spa, bar, and so forth. 'This girl just won't shut up now. Earlier she wouldn't say a single word, now she's like a broken record! DAMN! SHUT THE FUCK UP!' Sakura thought irritated, but still keeping a stiff smile on her face.

Finally, Tomoyo and Sakura were able to sit in a large sofa that was grouped with many other matching couches. Tomoyo and Sakura released a sigh of relief, then leaned back and closed their eyes. Suddenly two large palms covered each of their delicate mouths. Sakura's eyes flew open, in a panic her eyes darted to make sure Tomoyo was all right. Tomoyo's eyes were large but she wasn't struggling. Tomoyo was staring at their captor. Sakura followed Tomoyo's gaze, and she felt the hand release its tight grip. Sakura let out a shriek of delight and jumped on Touya, leaping recklessly over the back of the couch.

"ONII-CHAN! OH MY GOSSSHH! I FUCKING MISSED YOU!" Sakura buried her face into her brother's broad shoulders and hugged him tightly. Tomoyo stood up and smiled demurely behind the couch. Touya laughed at Sakura's excitement, and observed Tomoyo with a wholehearted smile. "Tomoyo-san, it's been a very, very long time," Touya winked brotherly at Tomoyo, "I hope Sakura hasn't been, too, rough on you, if you know what I mean." Tomoyo blushed; she didn't know it was so obvious that Sakura and her were closer than friends.

"Sakura is very tender, she's such a sweetheart." Tomoyo shyly whispered. Sakura glanced at Tomoyo then at Touya, while she picked up her and Tomoyo's bags. She smiled to herself, 'They seem to be getting along quite well. That's good, they're the most important people in the world to me, it would suck if they didn't like each other.' Sakura giggled and tackle glomped her brother and Tomoyo. "GROUP HUG! I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH!" For once in her life, Sakura didn't have to guard her heart, and she didn't feel like crying because she was feeling miserable. It was actually quite the opposite, her whole mind and soul felt relaxed, and her eyes were bursting with tears of happiness.

"Touya, when are we going to get to go into you're shway apartment? I hear this place is the tops with all the rich peoples of society. It sounds choice to me, y'know what I mean?" Sakura raised her eyebrows at her brother, seemingly to ask if he really understood what she said. Touya laughed in a "hell-no-I-didn't-understand-what-you-just-said" tonr and answered back teasingly.

"Well, Kaijuu, I guess it's time we do head up. Tomoyo do you cook well?" Now it was Tomoyo's turn to raise her eyebrows, except this time she was the one that was a bit confused. "Sakura promised you guys would do the cooking, cleaning, and you'd find jobs to help pay the rent. And I said I would take Sakura up on those promises. So technically, both of you are my maids." Touya walked to the elevator cackling like an evil wizard. Sakura and Tomoyo stood frozen and stared stunned, at what Touya just said.

"What the hell, Onii-chan? You live in a fucking penthouse, and you're saying we have to cook, and clean, and all that junk? Damn!" Sakura mumbled to her brother in the elevator, since there was a couple riding in the elevator also. Tomoyo held Sakura's hand, and suddenly Sakura felt calmer.

"Sakura, I was joking. You're right, we do live in a penthouse, but that doesn't mean we don't need the extra help around the place." Touya grinned, his body leaning protectively between the girls and the elevator doors. The couple got off the elevator on the 12th floor, laughing and holding each other tightly, whispering sweet nothings. Those left in the elevator smiled as they observed them through the closing doors. Sakura and Tomoyo both gasped when the elevator doors slid open on the opposite side of the elevator, revealing a gorgeous, and comfortable living room, on the 30th floor. Sakura and Tomoyo tumbled over each other, their faces filled with wonder and reverence. Touya grinned; he had forgotten how hard it had been for him to settle in when everyday he woke up to a view of the city beyond his windows. He laughed as he remembered how he would always walk into the living room and just pause to breathe in the many scents.

Sakura and Tomoyo ran to the huge balcony and giggled like a pair of mad hatters. Unexpectedly, a beautiful young man with platinum blonde hair, like an angel, stepped out of, what was presumably, the kitchen. Tomoyo's eyes widened, and Sakura's jaw dropped; they had never seen someone so beautiful, especially since most of their lives had been lived out in Jigoku. The angel smiled, and Sakura held onto Tomoyo's arm to steady her, only to find Tomoyo needed the same assistance.

"Touya-kun, I must assume that the one in orange is you're sister, she is almost as tall as you. It is nice to finally meet the infamous Kinomoto Sakura." The angel grinned and gracefully bowed his head in acknowledgement. "You must be Daidouji Tomoyo," Mr. Beautiful winked brotherly, like Touya had, at Tomoyo, " Touya-kun, you did not tell me they were such pretty young women. If I had known I would have prepared myself better. Oh my, I don't think I have introduced myself, how rude of me." Touya had toppled on the couch laughing his head off at Sakura and Tomoyo's reaction to his roommate. "I am Tsukishiro Yukito, pleased to meet you." Yukito bowed deeply, making Sakura and Tomoyo bend over swiftly in return.

"P-p-pleasure is ours!" Sakura and Tomoyo stammered in unison. Touya's head popped up from the couch and snickered. The two girls glared ferociously at Touya.

"You guys are so hilarious. Aren't they Yukito-kun?" Touya grinned at Yukito, who looked at the glaring girls. "This is Yukito-kun, my sexy roommate." Touya blushed slightly, when the two girls raised their eyebrows at him. Touya rose off of the couch and walked to the kitchen sniffing the air. Touya yelled to Yukito from the kitchen, "Man, I'm glad I live with you, Yukito-kun! You're cooking has always been the greatest! I'd probably starve if I didn't live with you! My cooking is so inferior, but wait until you taste Kaijuu food!" Touya peeked out from the kitchen doorway and said to the staring girls, "Well, help set the table for breakfast, if you live here you gotta work to keep the room!"

"HAI! But where are the plates, onii-chan? Tsukishiro-san?" Sakura glanced excitedly around the dining room, which was interconnected to the spaciousliving room and the kitchen, although there was no visible wall to really separate it from the living room. Each "room" just had a certain feeling to determine which room it was used for. Sakura's gaze wandered from shelf to shelf, cupboard to cupboard.

"Now, now Sakura-chan, you don't have to be so formal. After all we're all family now." Yukito said wholeheartedly. It was the first time Sakura had heard the word "family" without cringing. Sakura wouldn't mind these people being her family; in fact she would love to call these people her family. Sakura had finally located the plates, cups, and utensils and had set the table, a bit messily, but she had completed her task. She peeked into the kitchen, and saw Tomoyo stirring a pot. 'She's wearing an apron! HAHAHA! She looks so adorable!' Sakura walked in with a silly smile, and wrapped her arms around Tomoyo's waist and placed her chin on Tomoyo's shoulder. Tomoyo giggled and picked up a spoon, scooped up a little of what she was stirring and held the spoon in front of Sakura's mouth. Sakura sniffed it and sighed with bliss.

"You're concoction smells orgasmic! Just like you Tomoyo!" Sakura whispered the latter with her voice dripping in sexual appeal. Sakura deftly slid her right hand up Tomoyo's thigh, her fingers slipping past the soft barrier of underwear. Sakura playfully stuck two fingertips into Tomoyo, making Tomoyo squirm wantonly. Tomoyo's back arched slightly, and Sakura pressed her breasts into Tomoyo's back while plunging her finger just slightly deeper. Tomoyo was getting frustrated with Sakura's playfulness.

"Saku-chan…" Tomoyo sighed with a pout and turned around, "It's almost breakfast, and I have to finish making the soup!" Sakura shifted, pulled her fingers out, and licked them. Tomoyo's head swiveld to glare at Sakura's mockery, but still wanting Sakura to put her fingers within her again. Sakura's eyes glinted with want as she tenderly sucked on her index and middle finger. Sakura had pulled her fingers out of her mouth slowly, making Tomoyo shiver delightfully.

"Tomo-chan, you taste even better than the soup… I could have you for breakfast, and I wouldn't mind at all missing out on your orgasmic soup. I'd be having something that was even more orgasmic…" Sakura leaned past Tomoyo, brushing her breasts into Tomoyo's arched back, and turned on the faucet. Sakura let the clear liquid run over her fingers turning if off after a moment. Sakura moved to face Tomoyo, Sakura leaned in and licked Tomoyo's lower lip sensually, "Tomoyo, your soup's going to burn if you don't stir it, y'know that." After Sakura had said that, Touya peeked into the kitchen and cleared his throat. Sakura and Tomoyo jumped apart, forgetting where they were after getting lost in each other's eyes. Touya grinned at the two blushing girls.

"Tomoyo-chan, is your soup almost done? Yuki-kun and I already put the food he made earlier on the table. Hey, Kiddo, good job finding everything and setting the table!" Sakura laughed shyly at being complimented on the mess she created on the table minutes earlier. Tomoyo turned away from Touya and Sakura, her face burning at almost being caught mid-kiss with Sakura. Touya raised an eyebrow at Sakura and Tomoyo, making Sakura turn crimson again, 'I really need to tell Touya, so that he can get used to the idea.' Sakura shook her head at her brother's retreating back.

"Guys! Get your butts out her so we can eat! I'm starving and Yuki-kun and I have to leave in a little while to go to work!" Touya yelled from the dining table, while Yuki sat beside him and smiled pleasantly. Sakura and Tomoyo worked collectively to put the soup into a large bowl and carry it to the dining table. Sakura heard Touya and Yukito laughing and then talking in hushed tones. Sakura helped Tomoyo heave the steaming soup onto the middle of the table.

Sakura and Tomoyo sat beside each other, facing Touya and Yukito. Sakura smiled at her brother, who sat in front of Tomoyo, with a witty smile on his face.

"I'm guessing you guys don't really know who Yuki is, I mean, you guys were in juvie for most of you're teenage years. While Yuki-kun here was rising in fame, you guys were probably doing some naughty things in you're cells, eh?" Touya's eyes gleamed with laughter at Sakura who immediately turned her emerald gaze to her plate. Tomoyo was watching Touya and Sakura's exchange and decided to nod in agreement to Touya's implication.

"Hai, very naughty things, onii-chan." Tomoyo giggled. Touya grinned widely at Tomoyo for calling him her older brother. So he had been right about Tomoyo and Sakura's relationship. Yukito sat silently and then reached across the table and tapped Sakura's hand. Sakura looked up with questioning eyes.

"What your brother is really trying to say is, I'm a chef. I became famous in the years you were in the juvenile correctional facility. So, you really don't have to cook, I'll do most of the cooking here. It's good for practice." Yukito smiled kindly looking from Sakura to Tomoyo, making sure they understood him.

"Alright Yukito-san, thank you for clearing that up. Let's eat now… This smells great!" Touya and Yukito grinned at one another.

"ITADEKIMASU!" Everyone yelled in excitement, as was customary in any Japanese home. Sakura grinned merrily as everyone passed plates around, ate, and complimented each other. 'This is my family. This IS what a family should be.' Sakura looked at each person at the table in turn, and shed a tear of joy. 'Even if Yukito is new to my life, I feel like he is already my family. Touya, he's always been there, and he's made this family true for me. Tomoyo, she's all I live for. This is MY family.'

TBC:

Kirei: Pretty, Beautiful

Oashisu: Oasis

Shway: A word that say to mean cool.

Choice: The best, tops, most awesome

Itadekimasu: "Let's eat"

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