"Tomoyo-chan!!!" A slightly mature looking Sakura squealed, running towards her best friend. They hugged each other tightly.

"Wow! You're so beautiful, Tomoyo! What a wonder 10 years did to you!" Sakura exclaimed, looking at her friend up and down.


"You're so pretty too, Sakura. Still glowing with love, I see." said Tomoyo. Her best friend's eyes are shining, her cheeks are rosy and her smiles are genuine and full of life-far from those she see in the faces of her sophisticated assosciates. "She really is happy. Li-kun really did took care of her." she thought.

"Long time no see, Ms. Daidouji, or are you already married?" asked a deep male voice.

She turned to see a tall, brown-haired man with brown eyes and that familiar small smile. "L-Li Syaoran? Gee, you really changed!" She can't help saying.

Sakura giggled. "You're changing the topic, Tomoyo! Are you already married?"

She vehemently shook her head. "You've gotta be kidding! I'm too young to settle down."

"That's right! She's having fun with her life right now. I often see her in the society news. Her fashion shows are always phenomenal hits!" said Syaoran.

Tomoyo shrugged. "Luck,I guess."

"I'm lucky too. I was the first one to wear her creations! Remember the costumes you made for me when I was still a cardcaptor? They're still intact in my closet!" she informed her friend proudly.

"Sakura, why don't you let your friend rest first? The ride must have been exhausting!" he suggested.

"What about you?" asked Tomoyo.

"I'm going to wait for the Best man." he replied, winking at his wife-to-be.

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In the car, Sakura narrated to her best friend what happened to her in Hong Kong. Tomoyo listened eagerly.

"Meiling is married?!" exclaimed the lady.

"Yup! And Li and I are next, so you better start looking for your man because I'm throwing the bouquet to you." said Sakura.

They arrived in a simple bungalow with lots of flowering plant sin the front yard.

"Syaoran and I bought this house with our own savings, so needless to say, we are very proud of it." explained Sakura as she toured her around the house.

"It's lovely." Tomoyo remarked truthfully afterwards.

"The guestroom is on the left." The short-haired woman said before going to the kitchen to cook.

Tomoyo turned to the left and found 2 rooms. "Which one?" she thought. She opted for the first one.

Inside she saw a smaller room which serves as the bedroom. There's also a bathroom outside the bedroom. Cozy, that's how she can describe her room.

She looked at the inviting bed. She just took her high heels off and jumped to her bed. In just a matter of seconds, she's fast asleep.

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"Eriol! Wow, thank god you made it!" exclaimed Sakura happily when she saw him, her husband, Nakuru and Spinel in the living room.

"I'm sorry if I was delayed. My companion lost her baggage so we still have to look for it." he apologized.

"No problem. By the way, did you come straight from London?" asked Li.

He shook his head. "I went to Canada 2 weeks ago. My secretary faxed me your invitation there."

Sakura clapped her hands. "What a coincidence! Did you happen to see Tomoyo in the plane too? Both of you arrived at almost the same time."

"I'm not sure." he muttered, his mind still on that beautiful dark-haired tigress he met in the plane.

"I'm sure you guys would like some rest now. We'll call you when dinner is ready." Sakura returned to the kitchen.

"Eriol, take the room to the left. Nakuru, Spinel, take the room at the end of the hallway. "Li instructed them as he carried Nakuru's bags to her assigned room. He looked at the blue-haired man apologetically. "I'm sorry if I can't help you with your things."

He nodded. "I'll be fine."

To his surprise, he found 2 rooms. He decided to use the first one. He didn't bother to look at the room. He just removed his clothes and went straight to the shower.

Meanwhile, Tomoyo heard the shower open. She stood up lazily. "There must be something wrong with it. I better tell Sakura to call the plumber." She went into the lavatory, not noticing the pile of clothes outside.

"What the hell-" a familiar male voice began.

Tomoyo's face paled. She let out a screech.