Thanks guys so much for your reviews! They were really encouraging! Since I have nothing better to do, I'll update. Here's chapter 5, and it really long! Hope it's good 

PS I have never read the Bachellor by sednaa, honest. This idea just sort of came to me the other day. I apologize for the confusion.

As the sleek limo neared its destination, the driver called out.

"Ladies, you can turn on the TV if you want, it's live." He suggested cheerfully. Sakura didn't want to see, it would just make her feel worse. The happy girl with the brown hair turned on the tube and the other girls crowded around impatiently. They chattered excitedly, making it impossible to hear what was going on. Evie finally shh-ed them and the host of the show echoed throughout the car.

"For those of you just tuning in, welcome to 'Lights, Camera, Love!' the first reality show to be taped LIVE, that's right folks, I said LIVE! I'm your host, Lenny Stewart!" The girls squealed excitedly.

"Mmmm…he's pretty hunkalicious!" one girl growled. The others girls laughed and shook her heads. Even Sakura had to chuckle at this, even though she couldn't see the TV.

"Well, if the host is that good looking, imagine what the real guy looks like!" the happy girl exclaimed.

"Let me explain the rules of the show," the host began. "25 lovely women will arrive and our bachelor chooses one to propose to." Sakura's head snapped up.

"Engaged?" she exclaimed. "We have to get engaged?" the girls stared at her disbelievingly.

"You didn't know that?" one girl said. She had strawberry blonde curls and light olive eyes. She had a thick southern accent, just like Rita. Sakura was obviously out of the loop and only nodded her head sheepishly. Evie cocked an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, you probably won't have to worry about that." Her smile was kind, but her eyes stung.

"Now, we will show you an interview of our bachelor taped earlier." The scene changed and the girls went wild.

"Ohmygodheisgorgeous!" the southern girl screamed. Even Evie seemed impressed. Of course Sakura couldn't see the TV, nor hear what his name was. Go figure. She could hear his voice though, it was deep and husky, it was like velvet.

"I moved here from Hong Kong…" was all she heard. Hong Kong, the memories. She did know someone from Hong Kong, but it was a very long time ago, when she was still a kid. The interview was finished, and the host returned to the screen.

"We are now awaiting the fifth and final car. Are you ready Syaoran?" Sakura froze. That name, it couldn't be, no way! She thought with horror. Tomoyo couldn't have possibly known, could she? Sakura sunk down into the leather seat as they pulled up the tree-lined drive. Sakura and the other girls could see the mansion up ahead. Sakura's stomach wrenched and her head spun. Maybe it's a coincidence; maybe that's a popular name. She tried to reassure herself, but it didn't work.

The girls waited anxiously and lined themselves up they way they were told earlier. Sakura remembered that part well; she was last, how convenient.

As the car pulled in front of the mansion, a man came and opened the limo door. The first girl to step out was a tall girl, with long legs, short black hair, and bee-stung lips. The others waited a minute, before the southern girl stepped out, her curls a massive poof. A moment later, the happy girl stepped out. When it was time for Evie to step out, she quickly gave Sakura an icy glare.

"Don't trip on the way out. It won't be edited." She smiled, flipping her long, golden hair over her shoulder and gracefully walked out. Sakura had to admit that even though she was evil, she was also drop dead gorgeous. She is a model, she reminded herself. Then, the moment was upon her. Now, for the 11th time, she smoothed out her dress and carefully but painfully climbed out.

Sakura glanced around her. All sprawled out on the lawn were the members of the crew, sticking cameras in her face. She tried to smile, and only hoped Tomoyo could see how miserable she was. In front of her were stone stairs, at the top stood him. Sakura wondered if it were too late to run. No she couldn't do that now. She took a deep breath and went stair after stair, closer to the truth. In a flash, she was at the top, and she saw him.

He has tall, with messy brown hair and beautiful amber eyes. Those eyes…

"Hi, I'm Syaoran." He said warmly, sticking out his hand. Sakura hesitated a bit. My god, he really hasn't changed.

"I'm Sakura." She answered, shaking his hand, staring into his gorgeous eyes, eyes that she fell in love with all those years ago. He smiled at her, his teeth perfect. She took her cue to keep walking and enter the mansion, all the time wondering if he remembered.

Woohoo, how'd you like them apples?