A/N: Hi everyone! I'm back to the world of Cardcaptor Sakura!

And I apologize...Harry Potter has started to overwhelm me, but I'm here now! :D

Today, I am introducing a fic called "The Idiot Who Broke My Guitar"! The idea just came to me, suddenly, so here it is! :D

I hope you enjoy it!

PS: Thank you to Carrie, who pointed out that I spelled "Takashi" wrong. Dang! I thought it was an "e"!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the original Cardcaptor Sakura cast, Michael Buble or the band name "Bifrost". I do own Shiiro, the plot, and the band name "SETS".


"Moshi, Moshi. Kinomoto residence. This is Sakura." I said, answering my phone. I had a good idea who it was.

"Sakura-chan! I'm coming to pick you up in 5!" trilled an excited voice.

"Alright! See you soon, Tomoyo-chan." I said, before hanging up. I jumped up and down and ran to my room.

I ran to my closet, and grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of Jean capris. I changed and stood in front of my mirror.

My light brown hair had been straightened. I had also grown it out just a little bit. My bright green emerald eyes were more than excited. I put on my favorite t-shirt-the one with my favorite band in the world on it: SETS

SETS consisted of 4 guys: Eriol Hiirogizawa who played the electric guitar, Takashi Yamazaki on the drums, Shiiro Sunada on the bass, and my personal favorite, Syaoran Li on lead vocal and guitar. They were Japan's number one pop group, and even though they were my age, 16, they were already known around the world.

The door bell rang, and I dashed down the stairs.

"Bye Sakura! Have a nice time!" called my Otou-San.

"Bye!" I called, and I dashed out of the door. Tomoyo's limo was parked along the sidewalk. Yeah, her family was crazy rich. The reason was that her mom was the CEO of a huge toy company. Her mom and mine were cousins, although mine died when I was really little.

"Hi, Tomoyo-chan!" I exclaimed, as I hopped into the car.

"Hi Sakura-chan! Are you ready?" asked my best friend, her bright amethyst eyes shining at me. Her long purple hair was ponytailed, and we were wearing the exact same thing. Tomoyo Daidouji had been my best friend for as long as I could remember, and we did everything together.

"I'm more than ready." I chirped. "I can't wait to see Syaoran!"

"I'm looking more forward to see Eriol." she laughed. "He's my dream guy."

"He does seem like your type...at least from what the magazines say." I smiled.

"Alright! Chiharu-chan should be coming out in a couple of seconds." she smiled. Chiharu Mihara was our other best friend.

"Hi!" we both said, as Chiharu got into the limo.

"Hi girls!" she said. Her brown hair was put up into her usual pigtails, and her brown eyes were gleaming with excitement as ours were.

"I can't wait to see Takashi-kun!" she squealed, as we were approaching the concert hall.

"Speaking of which, is he still your phone wallpaper?" asked Tomoyo, grinning. Chiharu looked flustered.

"S-So?" she stuttered.

Tomoyo and I laughed.


Within no time, we arrived to the Fushiyami Stadium, were the huge music festival was to take place. Tomoyo's mom managed to get us front row seats. We were all bursting with excitement.

We hurried to our seats. There were so many people in the stadium, it was hard to hear each other.

But we were so excited, we decided it wasn't necessary to talk, because the festival started.

The first group to perform were some group called Bifrost. Then another, then another. They were all pretty good, but I wasn't listening. I was too busy waiting for SETS to come out.

The wait was over. After a couple acts, Syaoran, Takashi, Eriol and Shiiro took stage.

I swooned.

Takashi Yamazaki had black hair that was spiked. His eyes always seemed like they were closed, so no one really knew what color his eyes were. He was an intense drummer, which was why a lot of people liked him. He was known as the "Clown" of the group.

Shiiro Sunada had spiky red hair, and so were his eyes, which was probably why he was so intimidating. But he had a sweet smile, which was probably why he had a large fanclub. He had the title of the "bad-ass marshmallow". It made everyone laugh.

Eriol Hiirogizawa's dark blue hair and midnight blue eyes were almost impossible to miss. He was always known as the sweetest one, giving the nickname of "Sunshine".

Finally, there was Syaoran Li. He was the biggest heartthrob of the group. With his almond brown hair and his amber eyes, he made my knees go weak. His voice was sweeter than an angel's too. He was nicknamed "Oh my god, he's so gorgeous".

"Hey everyone! How are you all doing tonight?" called Syaoran, a bright smile on his face. He seemed so sweet and nice.

"We are the SETS, and we hope you enjoy 'Haven't Met You Yet'!" he called. He nodded, and the band started up.

We all cheered. This was one of their best songs yet. I sang along with Syaoran's beautiful voice.

I'm not surprised, not everything lasts
I've broken my heart so many times I stopped keeping track
Talk myself in, I talk myself out
I get all worked up then I let myself down

I tried so very hard not to lose it
I came up with a million excuses
I thought, I thought of every possibility

And I know some day that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid that I give so much more than I get
I just haven't met you yet

I might have to wait, I'll never give up
I guess it's half timin and the other half's luck
Wherever you are, whenever it's right
You'll come outta nowhere and into my life

And I know that we can be so amazin
And baby your love is gonna change me
And now I can see every possibility

Somehow I know that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And promise you kid I'll give so much more than I get
I just haven't met you yet

They say all's fair in love and war
But I won't need to fight it
We'll get it right and we'll be united

And I know that we can be so amazin
And bein in your life is gonna change me
And now I can see every single possibility

And someday I know it'll all turn out
And I'll work to work it out
Promise you kid I'll give more than I get

Oh you know it'll all turn out
And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And promise you kid to give so much more than I get yeah
I just haven't met you yet

I just haven't met you yet
Oh promise you kid to give so much more than I get
I said love love love love love love love
I just haven't met you yet

As they played their last chord, every screamed. We all cheered as loud as we could. Chiharu and Tomoyo were applauding as hard as they could.
SETS walked off stage, and another act came up. By that time, I was bored.

"Hey, girls, I'm going to the restroom, ok?" I shouted. They nodded.


I made my way through a door and I walked down some corridors. It took me five minutes to come to my decision.

"I'm loosssttt!" I wailed. I looked around, and suddenly I spotted something. It was a guitar case. I walked over to it, and my heart stopped. The word "SETS" was scribbled onto it.

I opened it, and looked at it. There, lying in the case, was a guitar. His guitar. It looked almost identical to the one Syaoran was using. I couldn't restrain myself. It was as if I was hypnotized. I picked it up, and quiet strummed a few chords.

"It looks just like Syaoran's!" I squealed. Suddenly, I heard a voice.

"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

I turned around. A very angry man was staring at me.

"Oh! I-I-I'm so sorry! I was lo-" I started.

"Terada, why are you yelling?" asked a voice. I almost died when the speaker walked into the hallway. It was Eriol Hiirogizawa.

"Oh my gosh, you're Eriol! My frien-" I started babbling. Suddenly, his eyes got huge.

"What? Where'd you get that guitar?" he exclaimed. Startled, I started backing up.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I-I just found it here in this case, and- AHHHHH!" I shouted. I tripped over something, and it sent me flying. I hit the ground a few feet back, and I heard a painful snap.

"NOOOO!" shouted Eriol. I was confused. How did he know that I was hurt?

I stood up, checked myself. I was fine. So what was the crack...?

I looked over at the angry guy and Eriol. There faces were filled with terror and horror, staring at a spot on the floor a couple inches away from me.
Confused, I followed their gazes, only to see something that made me mirror their reaction.

The guitar that I was holding was broken. Like, really broken. The neck and the body weren't even connected. The body even broke in half.

"Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry!" I exclaimed.

"Do you know what this is?" yelled Eriol, running over to the remains of the guitar.

"A guitar?" I answered, weakly.

"What's going on?" asked a voice. Shiiro and Takashi came out too. The looks on their faces only depicted horror.

"Eri...what the hell did you do? Wolf is going to kill you!" shouted Takashi.

"I didn't!" exclaimed Eriol. "This chick did!"

Their attention turned to me. "Who are you?" asked Shiiro. I was really afraid. What was this guitar?

"What's the commotion?" asked a familiar voice. Then, he appeared. Li Syaoran.

"Oh my gosh, it's you! I'm such a huge fan!" I gushed. The guitar was forgotten in my mind.

He didn't answer, and then looked at the guitar, and his expression wasn't only horror. It was horror, disbelief and rage.

"WHO DID THIS?" he shouted.

The guys all pointed to me. He looked at me and all there was in his eyes was pure loathing.

"I'm really sorry! I tripped and-" I didn't finish. He grabbed my shirt and slammed me against the wall. My head hit the wall pretty hard, but I was more afraid than I was in pain.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" he snarled.

"SYAORAN!" shouted Eriol. He tried to pull Syaoran away, but he was only shrugged off.

"I'm, I'm Sakura Kinomoto." I stuttered. Tears were coming to my eyes. How could this be my idol? He was a monster!

Then, I was even more surprised. He slapped me, causing me to fall to the ground, my cheek stinging. Tears started flowing down my cheeks. I couldn't look up, as I held my cheek.

"SYAORAN!" shouted Shiiro. He shoved Syaoran into the room he came from, and Takeshi and Eriol quickly came to my side.

"A-Are you ok?" asked Eriol. I didn't answer.

"Sorry about him." said Takashi.

"S-Sakura-chan?" shouted a voice. It was Tomoyo. I heard running, and I could hear Chiharu and Tomoyo coming close.

"Oh my god, you're...you're Takashi!" screamed Chiharu. He grinned.

"Hey! Not the time." shot Eriol. He helped me up, and led me to a side room. Tomoyo and Chiharu followed.

"What the hell happened?" asked Tomoyo. She came to me, and started comforting me.

"I'll apologize on Syaoran's behalf." said Eriol. "I'm Eriol."

"We know." said Tomoyo, quickly. He looked amused, and she blushed.

"Why'd he slap her?" asked Chiharu.

"She broke the guitar." said Takashi.

"What guitar?" I screamed. "Why is it so important?"

Eriol looked at me. "That was a $100,000 guitar. It was also a present from Syaoran's dad...before he passed."

I felt horrible. I could tell how he felt. No wonder he flipped out at me.

"Oh my gosh." whispered Chiharu.

"I...I...what can I do?" I asked.

"Do you have the money?" he asked.

"Are you kidding me? Of course not! It's a $100,000 guitar we're talking about!" I exclaimed.

"Well, then, I guess there's no other option. You'll have to work for us. As an assistant." said Eriol, passively.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Let's see...normally we'd pay about..." said Takashi, working the math out in his head. "Well, you have a year's worth of assistantship in front of you."

"But...but..." I stuttered. "Does that mean I'll have to be near...him?"

"If by 'him' you mean Syaoran, then yes." said Eriol. I guess my fear showed in my eyes, because he looked sympathetic.

"Cheer up. Syaoran's pretty rough at first, but he'll warm up to you." he said.

"Sure he will." I grumbled.

"So then, are you willing to work as an assistant for us for the next year until your debt is payed?" asked Eriol, holding his hand out.

I sighed. "If the whole Syaoran incident didn't happen, I'd be more excited about it, but fine." I said, shaking his hand.

And that was the start of my year filled with drama, romance, SETS, and Syaoran.


A/N: I know what you're going to say:

"Cherri-chan! Syaoran would never do that!" and I know. He's too sweet :)

But I am making him a sort of a monster in this fic so that you can see the progression of his attitude towards Sakura as we get further along. And I will warn you: I'm probably going to make them out of character at some points.

And also, the reason that Sakura doesn't want to be their assistant was because she was afraid of Syaoran at this point. :)

Also, in case you didn't get it, "SETS" is a word made up of the boys' first initial. So it stands for "Syaoran, Eriol, Takeshi, Shiiro" :)

But I hope you liked it!

Please review! The more reviews, the quicker the updates! :D

Thanks! Lots of luv,

Cherri-chan