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Summary: Kinomoto Sakura and Hiiragizawa Eriol are best of friends, seems perfect for each other. Syaoran Li is a teen sensation, engaged to a lovely singer named Tomoyo Daidouji. Hmmm… seems like Cupid got something mixed up… how will he fix this mess?

The past few days were unbearable. Not only does Sakura kept feeling uneasy around Syaoran, but she practically considered avoiding even the very last strand of his chesnut brown hair! She and Eriol haven't got a total understanding of their relationship with each other, there was no official thing between them, but she was feeling like she had just betrayed her best friend… that she was being somewhat unfaithful.

"Straight to the concert after dinner?" Eriol asked Sakura when they met gaze at the stairs.

Sakura simply nodded, smiling at him sweetly before continuing her walk down the staircase.

Eriol returned the smile and walked upstairs.

She couldn't help but wonder where have all the years of bonding have gone. She and Eriol used to be sweet to each other. Not that they are not at the moment but they used to be sweeter. Simple smiles were a stranger to them, and nods are formalities. And yet here they are now, smiling? nodding?

Sakura sighed.

"Watch out for the – " a voice tried to warn her since she was undoubtedly trailing off from her thoughts. It was too late for it though.

Sakura tripped over a foot stool and crashed to the floor with a loud thud.

" – foot stool…" it continued.

Sakura quickly straightened herself and fixed her hair, arrayed by the fall. "I'm okay!" she told no one in particular.

"Sakura…" the voice called out her name.

It was only then that Sakura realized that it was deep and was very familiar. She turned to where it came from and had to smile at the person standing in front of her.

"Yukito!" she shouted before embracing the young man with grayish hair and light tan eyes.

The young man looked like he was as old as Touya, Sakura's brother, and was, as a matter of fact, Touya's best buddy.

Yukito returned the hug and smiled like he was hugging a younger sister he had not seen for so long. "It's been a long time!" he exclaimed with excitement as they break the embrace.

"When did you get back from the Philippines?" Sakura asked, aware of where Yukito was the last couple of years.

Yukito was offered to be foreign exchange student there, and being the adventurous, and travel-loving guy that he was, he couldn't be any happier to accept the rare offer. Ever since, the young man wasn't able to return home even on special occassions for one reason like frequent storms, to another like too hectic school schedules.

"Just now," he answered the cheery young girl's question.

"Why didn't you call us!" Sakura practically yelled the whole house alert.

"I didn't want to bother you," Yukito explained. "And besides, I didn't know you were back here as well."

"What's the commotion all about?" came in Touya's voice as he emerged from the kitchen.

"Yo! Touya!" Yukito exclaimed the moment he recognized his buddy.

"Yukito!" Touya shouted back, punching him playfully at the right shoulder. "When did you get back here?" he asked the exact same question.

"Just now," he replied.

"Why – " Touya was about to ask another when Yukito cut him off.

"If you were wondering why I didn't call, it's because I don't wanna bother you," he answered what he assumed would be a redandant question coming next.

Touya simply smiled.

"What's happening? I heard shouts of excitement," Fujitaka asked as he walked out of his room.

"Yeah," Eriol agreed as he stepped down the last stair-step.

"Yukito?" they asked in unison upon seeing the gray haired dude standing in the living room.

Yukito nodded and smiled. "I came from the Philippines just now and I didn't call 'coz I don't wanna bother you," he told them before anyone could ask the questions he was getting tired of hearing for the past few minutes.

Sakura giggled at his actions and so did Touya.

"What are we standing here for?" Fujitaka started. "The food's ready, and since I reckon we're all hungry, why don't we talk about this over dinner?" he offered such a sweet, belly-filling suggestion.

"Sure."

00 00 00 00 00

"So you're all going to that concert tonight?" Yukito asked before swallowing the last of his creamy Carbonara.

"Yup," it was Sakura who answered him. "Wanna come and see it too?"

"I'd be glad to but…" he replied with a not-so-sure expression.

"But what?" Touya asked like anyone would when left hanged over a sentence.

"I don't have a ticket since I just got here," Yukito continued as he wiped his mouth with the table napkin.

"Oh don't worry about that! I'm sure Sonomi could give us another one," Fujitaka assured him. "Even if we have to pay this time," he added with an old man's chuckle.

"It's settled then!" Sakura exclaimed before jumping out of her seat, bowing to excuse herself, and heading off upstairs to her room to get dressed.

Eriol could only sigh at the cheerful sight of his best friend. He was thinking about their weird relationship that they never had talked about before. He was confused of how to treat her, as a best friend? or as someone special and close at heart… a girlfriend? He was itching inside to talk to Sakura about it but he couldn't find the confidence like he used to when it comes to her. And when Syaoran and Tomoyo came in to the picture, he couldn't help but feel jealous yet somewhat guilty of being unfaithful to her.

He could do nothing but sigh at the thought.

Yukito, who was sitting beside him, noticed and turned to face him without catching the attention of Fujitaka and Touya who were both still eating.

"Are you and Sakura together now?" he asked under a low voice.

The question startled Eriol. It was like Yukito was reading his mind. Nevertheless he shrugged before answering. "I don't know."

"Have you asked her yet?" Yukito continued asking.

Eriol shook his head. "We never talked about it, but I felt we were in a relationship… I… don't know…" he ended with the same response.

Yukito asked no more questions and simply continued eating like nothing happened.

00 00 00 00 00

"General rehearsal people!" Mr. Myishi, or rather, Mamayishi, their gay stage manager and director shouted, his/her voice echoed across the large stage of the Coliseum. Even though, Mamayishi is a little bit odd, when it comes to perfection in stage production, he/she's the man!… er… woman… or… whatever!

People in arobic uniform moved into all the sides of the stage and waited for the start signal from their ever so wonderful stage manager.

"Okay, from the top," Mamayishi exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "Let's assume your on the raiser again Tomoyo," he instructed her.

Tomoyo nodded and stood in the place where the raiser would be in the actual concert.

"Music please!" Mamayishi instructed the one in charge of the sound system.

As soon as she has to, Tomoyo begun singing and walked away from her spot. Reaching the chorus, the dancers at the side did their own entrance and moved into position, dacing the instant they have to. Of course, Tomoyo joined in in the production.

00 00 00 00 00

They have reached the last part of the concert rehearsal. It was suppose to be a duet love song by Tomoyo and Syaoran.

"You…" they sang the last words of their ending act. Tomoyo was instructed to lean on Syaoran's chest, face up to him, and Syaoran to place an arm around her, his face bowed down to face Tomoyo's. They both found it… uncomfortable.

Of course, if two people are really in a relationship, this would be a piece of cake. And Syaoran and Tomoyo are. So why?

The past few days were rather weird. Syaoran had been thinking about what was Tomoyo for him. As well as what was… Sakura… for him. It was clear to him that he and Tomoyo were official and that he told her he love her. But when Sakura came into the picture, it became really… complicated. He was sure he was feeling something for the emerald-eyed girl and it was something you feel for someone special to you… someone you want to be more than your friend. But he loves Tomoyo. He should be in love with Tomoyo…

Syaoran stared at Tomoyo's amethyst eyes. Unlike the way he used to, he stared as if he was guilty. Cold.

"Is something wrong?" Tomoyo whispered to him as she stared back at Syaoran's amber eyes.

Tomoyo was well aware of Syaoran's sudden distance, but she could not gather up the courage to talk to him about it. Well, not unless he's willing to talk about it first at least. She was thinking it must be something to do with Sakura. And yet, she was feeling guilty. Since Syaoran was starting to be so absent from her life, she should be missing him right? Well, the problem is, she wasn't. On the contrary, she can't stop thinking about Eriol and his eyes. In them, she felt… real.

"N-Nothing…" Syaoran stammered his reply, loosening from his grip on her back.

Tomoyo smiled and was about to totally let go when Syaoran placed a hand over her shoulder to stop her.

"Tomoyo I…" he started, sounding like he was trying to say something.

Tomoyo held on to her breath, her heart beating faster and faster every second, her hands starting to get cold. She knew what he was about to say. No… she has an idea of what he was about to say.

"That's a wrap people! We could all go home now!" Mamayishi shouted, totally pleased.

All the crew sighed in relief and clapped a little before walking towards the dressing room. Almost all of them tapped Syaoran and Tomoyo at the shoulder when they passed by them.

"Good work guys!" most of them would say.

"Thank you," they would both reply.

"What was it you were saying?" Tomoyo asked, resuming her focus on Syaoran. She was still trying her best not to shout hysterically what she was thinking.

"Forget it…" Syaoran replied, obviously hesitating to even open a serious conversation with his fiancé. Especially when he knows what exactly they would talk about.

"Uh Syaoran?" it was Tomoyo's turn to stop him from his tracks.

Syaoran turned to her nervously.

She took in a deep breath before opening her mouth. "Good work!" she exclaimed with a smile and walked off.

00 00 00 00 00

"Of coure we have an extra ticket," Sonomi replied at the end of the phone. Fujitaka hd called her to ask for the so-called favore so Yukito could come watch the concert too. "VIP seats like yours too," she addded with a slight hint of boastfulness.

"That's great!" Fujitaka exclaimed. "How much will that be?"

"Oh no, you won't be paying for it," Sonomi answered his question. "If its for a family friend, I couldn't be any happier to give it to you free of charge," she explained further.

"Thank you Sonomi!" he replied to her before they both bid each other goodbye and hung up the phone.

"So?" Touya asked the moment Fujitaka let go of the phone. He was now wearing a simple blue polo shirt and cocky pants.

"She said she'd be happy to give us one more ticket," Fujitiaka told him.

"Yukito!" Touya called out.

"Yes?" Yukito responded to the call of his name and walked out of his room upstairs. He was now wearing a cream polo shirt with a dark blue brokenline through the chest and gray pants. He was combing his hair when Touya had called him out.

"We got another ticket, you're sure to be able to come!" Touya exclaimed.

"That's great!"

00 00 00 00 00

"Sakura…" came in a knock on Sakura's bedroom door.

"Come in," Sakura replied, recognizing the voice. She was about ready, just needed a pair of earings to complement her combination of diagonally stripped knee-length skirt and pink top.

The door squeaked open and Eriol walked in hesitantly.

"You look very beautiful!" he tried to compliment out his nervousness.

"I always do!" Sakura joked with a giggle. She too was starting to get nervous and couldn't help but try to ease the situation a little.

Eriol joined in too.

"So, ready for the concert?" Sakura asked the moment they stopped laughing.

"Yeah," Eriol simply replied, watching her brush the last strand of hair into her half ponytail.

Sakura stood from her chair and walked towards Eriol with a smile plastered on her face. "Shall we go?" she asked, halting a few step in front of him.

Eriol moved his hand from his side towards Sakura's face. He rubbed his index finger to Sakura's rosey cheeks and smiled. "Have you been playing with glitters?" he asked.

Sakura blushed at the gesture and giggled at the question. "Yeah," she confesed. "I was doing a project and got the glitters scattered all over the room. I just had to clean it up!" she explained a little more like the way she used to.

Eriol chuckled at the thought of how Sakura would've looked like.

Then, silence.

"Uh… Sakura…" Eriol started, his voice was serious.

Sakura looked up and made contact with Eriol's dark and mysterious eyes. She was sensing doubt and uneasiness all over, at the same time, she too was beginning to feel nervous of what Eriol's got to say.

"Wha – … n-never mind…" Eriol stammered before turning towards the door.

Sakura bit her lower lip and gathered all the confidence she has left to face Eriol. She just had to ask. "Eriol I…" she was about to say something when the door opened and cut her.

"C'mon you guys, time to go," Fujitaka told them, not knowing that he had interrupted an important conversation.

Sakura sighed, yet Eriol did not.

Eriol was about to follow Fujitaka out when he felt a gentle grip on his hand. He turned to Sakura, knowing she was the one who stopped him.

"C'mon, were gonna be late!" she exclaimed with a sudden change of attitude from serious and nervous to her old cheery self. She dragged Eriol out of the room, still holding on to his hand.

Eriol just had to smile.

00 00 00 00 00

The huge and massive space of the Coliseum now seems so small with all the people squirming around to find their seats. It was obvious that Syaoran and Tomoyo, together attracted viewers from the male and female populations all over Japan.

"Wow! These new friends of yours are really famous!" Yukito remarked when he took sight of the people who looked like little ants from their view on one of the top compartments, the ones were you have to use binoculars to see to people below.

"If we were living in the 70's or 80's right now, I would definitely be one of those miserable women who are wearing those tight gowns designed to kill a person with lack of oxygen." Sakura spoke out her thoughts, referring to the scenes she saw on movies, taken from the upper compartments like the one they were in.

They all chuckled at her comment.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, sit back and relax!" a man's voice echoed in the whole place. "Please welcome… Mr. Li Syaoran and Ms. Daidouji Tomoyo!" it shouted one last time before the music started playing.

"What do you know, we're just in time," Eriol said amidst all the clapping, whooning and yelling from the audience.

They already had all their binoculars over their eyes and watched patiently as Tomoyo begun to appear from a platform below the stage, rising as she started singing.

Atashi wa motto motto motto
Yokubari wagamama ni naru
Kono mama anata wo gyutto tojikometai no
Mite iru dake omotte 'ru dake to kimete 'ta kedo

Hon no chotto demo nagaku kou shite tonari ni itai yo
Dokka de sugoi juutai shite inai ka na
Daisuki da yo Bureeki wa mou kikanai

Tomoyo's small but melodious voice echoed, blending in with the music. She was singing one of her popular hits in Japan entitled, Hitorijime (All by Myself) and everyone was singing with her.

Kotoba no ura Kanjite 'ru dare ka ni
Tachi-uchi dekinai nara
Ima dake demo Isshun dake demo
Anata no kokoro wo hitorijime shitai

Mitsumete zutto zutto zutto Senobi shite Demo oitsukitakute
Kara kawareru no Suki da kedo kodomo ja 'ya na no
Ichiban kowagari demo ichiban tsuyoi kimochi

Ki ga tsukeba mado no soto wa minareta itsu mo no keshiki
O-ki ni iri no sakamichi ga senaka wo oshita
Mirenakatta yokogao mou sorasanai

Eriol was unnoticably staring at the teen sensation, moving his binoculars to where Tomoyo was walking, and now, dancing. Honestly, she was the only thing popping into his head this past few days. It was her voice. It seems as if he was lulled by it. And yet it seems familiar…

Kono kake ni wa zenbu tsugikomu n' da!
Yuuki wa koi no iryoku
Ima kono mune to onaji hayasa de
Anata no kokoro wo dokidoki sasetai no

Kotoba no ura Kanjite 'ru dare ka ni
Tachi-uchi dekinai nara
Ima dake demo Isshun dake demo
Anata no kokoro wo hitorijime shitai

The song ended and Tomoyo bowed at the audience, smiling and waving.

"Thank you all for coming here!" she shouted, turning from one side to another. When she turned to the upper compartment where Sakura and the others are, her eyes fell on Eriol. She just had to smile.

Eriol was the one who have been popping into her head without any warning, filling her senses with a squirmy feeling of wanting to stare at his eyes more… even just one more time…

Soon, the song completely ended and it was now Syaoran's turn to sing as his song's intro played and Tomoyo exited the stage.

Syaoran walked into the stage normally, from stage right and begun singing the moment he has to. He was as well, dancing with the beat. Whether he likes it or not, it was part of the production number.

Zhe ge sho jei tai duo li you
Bu hui shao wo yi ge ren shuo
Yi jing xi guan bao chi cheng mo
Bao qian leng luo ni de er duo

Syaoran was singing one of his very first hit singles when he was still a local artist in China entitled Dang Ni Shi Peng You (You as a Friend). Of course, it's part of being a big fan to know an artist past songs, and even if they do not understand the lyrics, most of the audience still managed to sing with him.

Wei xiao bing bu dai diao jie shou
Cheng mo bing bu dai biao leng mo
Dang ni fei yue wo de ling kong
Ni shi fou neng kan dong
Zhe yang de wo

Mei ge ren wen rou
De fang shi bu tong

Sakura was definitely enjoying herself with the cheery beat of the music. She didn't know the song but she was enjoying. Maybe a little more than all the others. She cannot seem to remove her stare over her binoculars at Syaoran's handsome face. She has to admitt, the day in the park, under the cherryblossom trees, it's af if she knew him…

You de xiang
Zheng feng you de xiang ba huo

You de dou fang zai xin zhong

Mei ge ren wen rou
De fang shi bu tong

Duo xiang mei you
Chuo duo shuo mei you yong
Bu ru zuo le zau shuo

Zhi yao xin li dang ni
Shi ge peng you
Shang shan xia hai jue dui er
Hua bu shuo
Ru guo ou er geng ni shi qu lian luo
Wo zun zhong ni ji mo de zi you
Yin wei xin li dang ni shi ge peng you
Zhong shi ren ding bu shuo
Ni ye hui dong
Ni you ni de wo you wo de jie zhou
Zhen xin jiu you xiang chu
De ba wo

The song had finally ended and now it was his turn to bow at all their guests.

"Thank you for being here tonight!" he shouted on his microphone amidst all the loud squeals from the audience. He faced one side of the Coliseum to the other and when it was time to turn to where Sakura was, he stared at the small image he assumed to be her. He was of course, not aware she was staring back at him.

Yet I wish she is… he thought to himself while plastering a smile on his face.

Yes, he was definitely feeling something for her, and he he wishes Sakura was too. He cannot remove her from his mind, and even if he tries, the memory of her bright face, unique eyes, and soft-looking lips would always find their way back. If only he could feel her lips… even for just once…

00 00 00 00 00

"You said pretending to be a mortal would be our only way in, since the Coliseum is plugged with spirits…" Cupid gritted under his teeth.

"Yes I did," Meiling replied plainly.

"Then why are we here?" Cupid asked. "OUTSIDE!" he yelled, if he were not a human right now, veins would now be popping out of his forehead and smoke would be coming out of his nose and ears.

"Because…" Meiljng was speechless. For the very first time, Cupid has something to spat at her. She has lost her flawlessness.

"Because you forgot that mortals need tickets to get in the concert?" he continued where she had left off. He was now scratching his head out of discomfort.

Meiling was taken back. She has never been blamed for anything before, and now, a god who couldn't do anything right is blaming her for something. It was just too much.

"Me?" she referred to herself hysterically, changing back to her goddess status. "YOU forgot to buy the tickets!" she passed to blame.

"So now it's all my fault!" Cupid yelled back, changing to a god as well, assuming the young Aphrodite's apprentice was ready to fire at him.

"Why you – " Meiling was about to badly hurt Cupid when she was bumped from behind, ending up in the troublesome god's chest instead.

Meiling moaned, trying to regain her balance. A soul must've bumped into me… she thought.

She looked up for futher support, leaning more on Cupid just like anyone would if they would be in her position. It was then that she first noticed how gentle Cupid's face looked.

Did he always looked like this? she asked herself as if someone would answer her back.

She was tranced by his golden eyes, just like he was by her ruby ones.

It was, as well, Cupid's first time to look at Meiling staight in the face since all they did was argue and boast all things they got right to each other. Is she actually… beautiful? he asked himself like another voice was echoing in his mind.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump you," a voice apologized for the sudden intrusion in their oh-so-wonderful conversation.

Meiling and Cupid were startled. A spirit is actually apologizing for bumping them while floating? They both faced where the voice came from.

A human? This can't be!

I know it sucked… gomen ne? please review for it though! I love reviews so please keep them coming! Thanks again for my reviewers, I really appreciate you appriciating my work! You know who you all are so thanks! And again, no flames onegai?