A Happy Visit For Tomoyo
Once again, Tomoyo had invited Sakura, and Syaoran to her house, which is a huge mansion. Tomoyo Daidouji's mother is the president of a large toy company and thus, she is, well, incredibly rich and wealthy. The rest of that story is history.
On this day, Sakura and Syaoran had arrived at Tomoyo's mansion after getting a ride from Touya. "Well, I am impressed," Syaoran said.
"Yes," Sakura agreed, "I was surprised to see this place when Tomoyo first invited me here. Her mother owns this place?! That's what I thought." "Yes," Syaoran agreed, "And my mother, too."
"I'll have fun later!" Touya called out upon leaving. "What's that supposed to mean?!" Sakura replied, annoyed at her brother's comment. "Well," Kero said excitedly when he got out of Sakura's backpack, "Come on, what are you waiting for?!"
Also, Tomoyou had invited Kero, too, well, something like that. "Don't make us be impatient!" Syaoran said, "Man I can't believe Sakura has to put up with you! Now remain hidden!"
And so, Kero hid inside Sakura's backpack and at once, Sakura rang the doorbell-like device on the gate.
Immediately, after the gates had been opened, both Sakura and Syaoran had been led to Tomoyo's mansion by several maids.
At once, Tomoyo had greeted her friends. "Hello!" Sakura said, excited to see her friend. "Good afternoon," Tomoyo said, "I'm glad that you could make it." "Same here," Sakura replied. "Yes," Syaoran said in response.
Soon enough, the three had entered Tomoyo's room. "Wow," Syaoran said. "I'm glad you like it," Tomoyo said in response, "It was my mother's idea. Yes, she's away on an important business trip for a week. And the maids are watching over me while she is away."
"And where the radiation belt is her father?" Syaoran thought to herself. "Well, I wish her luck on that," Sakura said. "Thanks," Tomoyo replied, "And I thought I would like you to have you over here today." "That's nice!" Kero said excitedly.
"Better make sure that Kero doesn't go to the kitchen and eats everything in his sight," Syaoran warned. "You don't trust me?!" Kero exclaimed. "No, I don't!" Syaoran answered in an obvious manner, "Thanks, Tomoyo for inviting us."
"It's too bad Meiling couldn't come with us today," Sakura said, "She's out with Chiharu on karate training." "I understand," Tomoyo said disappointed, "But that's okay. I got something special planned for her anyway."
"Oh dear," Sakura said nervously. "You sense it, too," Syaoran asked his girlfriend. "Yes," Sakura answered. They knew what will be coming. "Anyway," Tomoyo said, "Shall we go?" "Sure," Sakura and Syaoran replied together.
"I'd like to have a little tour around here," Syaoran said. "Me too!" Kero replied. "As long as you stay hidden," Sakura said sternly. "You never let me have any fun!" Kero whined. "You've already saw my room," Tomoyo said, "And here's my video editing room."
Tomoyo said, showing Syaoran her other room. "That's where the magic happens," Sakura explained, "Something like that." "I see," Syaoran said in response, "Well, that's technology for us. And our stories." "And now, let's go," Tomoyo said.
Tomoyo showed Sakura and Syaoran and Kero most of the other rooms of the mansion, including her mother's room, which is mostly the office of Sonomi Daidouji. "Now her mother really does work," Syaoran muttered to himself.
Tomoyo showed the three other rooms, mostly the personal rooms of the maids whom work there. "Wow," Kero said, "A whole family?" And there are some rooms Tomoyo knew that she wasn't allowed to enter. "My mom has those rooms classified," she explained.
"Understood," Syaoran said in agreement. "Right," Sakura said.
Also, Tomoyo briefly showed them the kitchen and dining room area. "Glad you've heeded my warning," Syaoran said. "Grr!" Kero growled, "Thanks for treating me like a pig." Syaoran said nothing.
"Now we go outside," Tomoyo said after showing her friends the living room. "What a beautiful garden," Syaoran said. "Yes," Sakura said, "Beautiful like the last time I was here." "Thank you," Tomoyo said.
After an hour, they all returned to Tomoyo's room. "Thanks," Sakura said, "It was a great tour of your house." "You're welcome," Tomoyo replied. "So, what's going on today?" Syaoran asked. "There is one more thing to do," Tomoyo said excitedly.
"What?" Sakura replied before realizing what's going on through her best friend's mind. "Okay, this will be fun!" Kero said excitedly. "Oh no," Syaoran groaned and Sakura agreed with her boyfriend.
A few minutes later, both Sakura and Syaoran walked out of a certain room, now wearing unique clothing. Yes, Tomoyo wanted her friend to wear the wild costumes she had made for them not to long ago. "Oh," Syaoran said.
"Now you look cute, Sakura and Syaoran!" Tomoyo said, happy to see her friends wearing the outfits she had made for them. "No kidding!" Syaoran said. Nonetheless, both participated in Tomoyo's, eh, personal desires. "This is wonderful!" Tomoyo said excitedly.
"I knew this would be fun!" Kero said.
"Sakura," Syaoran whispered, "How can she be your best friend?" "Oh, she does it to me all the time," Sakura whispered in response. And they've spend the rest of their visit wearing the outfits. "How does she do all this?" Syoran asked. "Don't know," Sakura answered.
Afterwards, it was time for Sakura and Syaoran to go home. And they've changed back into their normal clothes. "Thanks for the day!" Sakura said to Tomoyo. "You're welcome," Tomoyo said in response.
"Hope to visit your home again," Syaoran said, "And do that again." "I'll work on it," Tomoyo said in response, "We'll see each other in school tomorrow." "Right," Sakura replied, "We'll we'd better get going."
"See you!" Tomoyo said, "Bye!" And with that, Sakura and Syaoran left. "Hope you invite me again!" Kero called out from inside Sakura's backpack.
"I will!" Tomoyo answered back. "I wonder what will happen next," Sakura said. "I can guess already," Syaoran answered. Tomoyo stood there, watching her friends leave.
Then she heard a ringing sound from inside the mansion. "Oh, mother's calling me," Tomoyo said and she returned back to her home.