Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura and everything you could recognize yours.

Summary: Syaoran has a band and their drummer just quit. Trying to find a new one, he stumbles upon the least person he thought could play. He stummbles upon music and something even more…

ROCKIN' INTO MY HEART

Prologue: Diggin' Your Play

"I told you, not before B minor, AFTER you dimmwit!" a boy in his seventeen yelled at a the drummer in front of him. He had the messiest chestnut brown hair and the most piercing amber eyes anyone have seen. He was holding a red and white electric guitar and he was playing passionately before he was interrupted by an uncalled-for drum solo.

"That's it! I have had enough of this bullshit!" the drummer shouted back, throwing the drumsticks away. "I am not someone you can push around and call whatever name you wanted to Mr. Li Syaoran! I certainly know I deserve better!" he added, standing up from his seat. He made the boy's name sound as disgusting as possible.

"And where do you think you're going!" Syaoran, apparently the obnoxious jerk who got everybody out of the mood, demanded. He was still not getting the picture their drummer just painted before his very eyes.

"To make it all easier for you," a boy with blue highlighted raven hair and sapphire eyes behind simple framed glasses answered him. He switched his keyboard off before walking to Syaoran's direction, placing a friendly hand which seemed more for sympathy than encouragement over his shoulder. "Our drummer my friend, JUST… QUIT," he finally told him plain and simple.

Silence…

"He quit, he left us, abandoned us, he walked right out of the door and never to come back," a girl with long, wavy, indigo hair and sparkling amethyst eyes repeated the explanation as if it wasn't yet in its simplest form to be understood by the stupidest man on earth. (A/N: I think I did a bit of exaggerating but… well, bear with me people…)

Silence…

More silence… (A/N: heehee…)

"WHAT!" Syaoran finally found the reaction he thought was appropriate for the moment. It seemed as if his brain found it hard to digest the simple information in. "He can't do this! Stop him Eriol!" he shouted at the other boy left with them who simply shuddered his shoulders in response. "Daidouji, do something!" he turned to the only girl who replied just the same.

"He finally sunk the information into his little brain," Eriol whispered to himself. "What do you think Tomoyo? Is he finally getting smarter?"

"Actually, he got it faster than I expected," Tomoyo replied, putting down her black colored bass guitar. She played with a few strands of her hair hanging loosely from her high pontytail.

"I heard that!" Syaoran snapped back at them, making them both smile mockingly.

"So what do you wanna do now?" Eriol asked him.

Syaoran sighed before answering. "Look for a new one, what else?" he told them enthusiastically. "Arrange an audution for tomorrow," he instructed Tomoyo.

"Look for a new drummer?" Tomoyo echoed. "Are you nuts! It'll be like looking a needle in a hay stack!" she pointed out with a raised voice to emphasize how crazy she thought the idea was.

"Most of the good drummers are already in contract with other bands. Where do you intend to look? In the City of ­God-Knows-Where?" Eriol agreed to what Tomoyo was pointing out. He thinks the idea is crazy too.

"C'mon guys, chill!" Syaoran started, now back in his cool self. "I mean, how hard can it be?"

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"I never knew it would be THIS hard!" Syaoran exclaimed after sipping the last drops of his rootbeer.

"Can't say we didn't tell you," Eriol told him with a smirk of tiredness. "How many more people's still on the list?" he asked, turning to Tomoyo.

"Just one more left guys," she annouced, trying to sound cheerful and relieved that it was going to be the last freak show they have to listen to for the day.

"Let him in then…" Syaoran signaled the guard by the door.

"Play whatever piece you want…" Syaoran instructed the last person they have to audition for their band.

They were all facing their blank piece of paper, practically meant for the comments and plans they were suppose to come up with upon hearing all the applicants. They didn't bother to do so though, since they sent each and everyone back home for total lameness.

All they heard was the sound of the footsteps headed towards the drum set and the mild squeaking the chair made when the applicant sat on it.

"Whenever you're ready," Eriol told the applicant without raising his head.

Soon, a loud drum roll followed by unbelievably smooth and rhythmitic drumming filled the whole room. The applicant was starting to play My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne.

Syaoran as well as Tomoyo and Eriol's head snapped back up and alert. They can't believe what they were hearing. Finally, someone who really knows how to play had walked right into their midst!

"You're hired!" Eriol shouted in total reflex.

"What he means is, you're definitely in the band!" Tomoyo rephrased the formal acceptance and broke into clapping.

"Really?" a feminine voice echoed as soon as the sound of the drums died out.

They were all silenced as their visions cleared out, revealing an auburn haired girl smiling at them, her unique emerald eyes showing genuine bliss.

"A girl…" Syaoran whispered to Tomoyo and Eriol. "We just hired a GIRL for a drummer!" he shouted uncontrollably.

Silence…

"So… when do I start?"

I know, crappy prologue, title, plot, and everything! But please do review okay? I love reviews so please send them all to me! I need a break from my serious fic Cupid's Mess… it wasn't really SERIOUS but that part of the story should be so… I'll release all madness here… hehe… That's all guys, CHOW!