A/N: Hi everyone! Here's the next chapter of this story... : ) I actually meant to update sooner, but I didn't get to go online so this little chappie was just parked in my documents awaiting for upload. I do hope you'll find this chapter as enjoyable as the previous ones.

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Chapter 5

Syaoran had trouble keeping the smile off his face these days. Even the groupies had noticed the whimsical look reflected in his eyes when he thought no one was watching him. It seemed every girl who had a crush on him was heartbroken seeing him like that.

Mei Ling would often be seen frowning at her cousin. If before, he possessed a forlorn look and needed to be called twice to get his attention, this time he had gotten worse. His lovesickness, though made him seem genuinely happy, had caused his attention span to shorten even more.

Every time Syaoran passed the halls, the girls would murmur enviously among themselves. Only a few would dare declare that they were the object of his eyes, and tailed him.

Mei Ling sighed for the third time that morning. Syaoran would look attentive in class, jotting down notes from time to time, but when the teacher's attention was aimed elsewhere, he would get all dreamy. She supposed it would get sickening in awhile, and she hoped he would snap out of it.

Mei Ling stole a glance at Syaoran and saw him listening intently to the teacher. She didn't have the heart to yell at her cousin knowing the reason for his obvious lack of feet on the ground.

Sakura had called Syaoran the night she received the package. It wa rare for Sakura to place an overseas call with her family finances. Tomoyo had been thrilled to see Sakura so happy, she lent her cellphone to place the call. Syaoran and Sakura talked most of the night, and when it was over, Syaoran had the same dreamy look he'd been sporting the last three days.

Mei Ling checked if the coast was clear. Tip-toeing towards the phone, she grabbed the cordless and literally sprinted on silent feet towards her room. Punching the keypads furiously, she had to try about five times to get the number right.

"Good evening, Daidouji residence." A maid had picked up the phone.

Schooling her voice not to reveal any of her frustrations, she said sweetly into the receiver. "Good evening, may I please speak with Tomoyo-chan? This is Mei Ling from Hong Kong."

"Just a moment, ma'am." The pleasant voice was replaced with some static for a few short minutes.

"Hi Mei Ling-chan. How are you?" Tomoyo cheerfully greeted in her mild manner.

"Now is not the time to ask me that. What did Sakura-chan do to Syaoran? I swear, he's been like a moron these past three days." Mei Ling nearly shouted.

"Ohohoho." Tomoyo laughed heartily. "I am glad to hear that it's not only Sakura-chan who had been bitten by the love bug. She has been pretty dazed these days."

"She is?" Mei Ling frowned. "What did those two talked about anyway?"

'Well, I was with Sakura-chan when she called, and I guess it has to do with telling each other 'I love you'. It has been awhile since Li-kun told her he loved her, and it wasn't easy for Li-kun to believe that Sakura-chan felt the same way. I guess in some ways what happened back at the carnival during the sealed card incident felt surreal." Tomoyo said thoughtfully.

"Hmm… Syaoran didn't tell me anything aside from the fact that he and Sakura-chan are together." Mei Ling's frowned deepened. She had never really liked being kept in the dark.

"Sakura-chan didn't tell me much either and Kero-chan said that he was sucked into the vortex as well, so he didn't know what happened. He said that he only saw them exit the tower hand in hand with a huge smile on their faces." Tomoyo started sounding anxiously sad, "I still can't believed that I missed Sakura-chan's love confession. Mou…"

Mei Ling couldn't help but picture Tomoyo rubbing her video camera in despair about the lack of footage. "Well, they can't stay like this forever. We got to do something." She declared in an effort to get Tomoyo back on track.

Tomoyo gave way to a heartfelt sigh. "As much as I love to see Sakura-chan as cheerful as she had been the past few days, I must admit you are right. I guess we'll just have to remind them to concentrate on something else…" Tomoyo trailed off, obviously turning over an idea on her mind.

"And what it is you think we should do?" Mei Ling prompted when Tomoyo stayed silent.

"Well, I could probably try to get her totally immersed in our cultural festival. That would solve the problem at my end, but it won't solve yours." Tomoyo said slowly. "Unless you can solve your own problem there, it wouldn't help at all."

"Speaking of cultural festival, what did you mean by a surprise? Since you're mentioning the festival, I remember you haven't told me anything about it." Mei Ling said shrewdly. If there's anything she ever hated, it's not being in on secrets.

"Ohohoho… I'm sorry but I haven't thought through it yet. So you would have to wait. But it does give me some idea. You could always scare Li-kun with the threat that he wouldn't get his surprise or see Sakura-chan if he doesn't start shaping up."

Syaoran knew that he's being silly. But somehow, he couldn't quite bring himself to wipe the lovesick smile on his face. He knew Sakura would enjoy his letter, but having her call him up right after reading it made his day.

It didn't escape his notice that the people around him would stare at him curiously. Somehow, he doesn't get bothered about it. Sakura loves him and it was taking all his willpower not to break into a dance or shout at the top of his lungs that he's in love.

On the downside, he knew that he's not giving his activities the same attention he did before. It's one of the things that bother him, and he's making a determined effort to get his feet back on the ground.

He lay down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Unbidden, an image of Sakura flying through the air toward him materialized. It was one of his fondest memories and it could still make him blush, the same way it did five years ago. He felt his face stretched out into a smile and he mentally shook his head. He tried to cast his mind around and he ended up concentrating on his role in the play. It might not be as wonderful as thinking about Sakura, but he had to start somewhere before he gets more than curious stares.