A/N: IM BAAAAAAAAAACK! hey guys, im currently rewriting Consequences of Choosing Dare because i wasnt happy with it. hopefully, with the help of my lazy beta - who happens to be one of my brothers, this one will turn out better. i have put in a better plot, and now im more confident than i once was. listen, im reaaaaally sorry that i left you guys hanging, but dont worry! you should expect an update within a couple of days. over the past months i have developed a different writing style, and im sure that you might pick up on it. hope you enjoy chapter one! oh yes, and merry christmas!

Disclaimer: i am proud to say that i completely own CCS... on file ;)

Chapter One: HOE!?

Well-practised fingers danced gracefully across the piano keys.

An alluring melody resonated from the instrument; its rhythm caused Sakura to unconsciously sway along to its beat. Closing her eyes contentedly, Sakura's fingers danced across the surface of the piano playing an all-too familiar tune that she had memorised by heart, right down to each individual and unique note.

With every note she played, a new sense of emotion sprang forth unwillingly, and with it, unbidden memories. Joy, happiness and love surged forward alongside pain, regret and sadness. As the conclusion of the piece grew closer and closer, Sakura slowly grew disheartened.

Throughout her childhood, the melodic sounds echoed throughout the house every day, drifting from the piano that lay before her. It was her mother, Kinomoto Nadeshiko that had taught her how to play when she was younger, and it was due to her, Sakura had fallen in love with music.

Opening her eyes with a satisfied smile, Sakura gently removed her foot off the pedal, slowly dispersing the last note she played. This was a habit she had developed over the years, having heard her mother do it quite often, it seemed right in Sakura's eyes to follow in her mother's footsteps. Sighing deeply, Sakura began to turn the pages in the music folder in front of her before stopping at the last page; a page that displayed her latest unfinished work.

With a deep breath, Sakura brought her fingers down onto the piano, dancing over the surface without actually pressing down on the keys. This was her way of practicing her incomplete piece, by memorising the key placement and the timing in which her fingers should be in the rightful location.

Sakura closed her eyes - it had often helped her concentrate. Already knowing which keys to press, she started playing her piece. Though her composition had already been made, finding the perfect lyrics for her song was all that was left to do and it was a difficult task to complete.

After attempting and failing yet again to find lyrics that complemented her piece through humming to the music, Sakura angrily popped her eyes open in frustration, annoyed at her lack of progress.

Sighing at yet another one of her disappointments, Sakura pressed her elbows against the key, causing the instrument to release an inharmonious screech that was an insult to music. Releasing yet another sigh, Sakura placed her head into her hands.

"Okaa-san," She whispered softly, "Help me."

Already knowing that she wouldn't receive an answer, she remained in that position in an attempt to try to relax. Calling upon her mother to help her had become second nature to her. Even though she knew that her mother might not be with her, Sakura felt that she was still there, watching over and guiding her always, especially during the difficult times in life.

Due to her mother passing away when she was young, Sakura was not given the chance to share a lot of memories with her. Though her memories of times spent with her mother were few and far between, Sakura knew the only sure-fire way she could remember these experiences with her mom was through music.

Music was the main bond that she had shared with her mother. She remembered all of those seemingly endless afternoons when her mother would be helping her little fingers play on the piano. Not that Sakura complained - she enjoyed every minute of it, she just silently wished that her mother didn't leave her at such a young age.

With a yawn, Sakura stretched as she got up from the piano stool, absentmindedly rubbing her eyes before taking a look outside the nearby window. It was a bright, sunny Sunday. The summer holidays were soon ending; the taste of freedom was slowly wilting down into oblivion. There was one more week left of the holidays and Sakura's sense of liberty slowly slipping away.

Sakura, Tomoyo, Chiharu and Rika had all planned to have a sleepover at Chiharu's place. The four of them had always planned sleepovers during the holidays ever since they were in elementary. Sakura couldn't remember spending a single holiday without having a sleepover with her three best friends.

Glancing at her clock, Sakura realised her has a couple of hours to kill till the sleepover started. Knowing her friends, Sakura knew that there was a high chance of them never going to sleep, so with that thought, she headed to catch as much rest as she could.

XOXO

Beep.

Wha-?

Beep beep beep.

Sakura slowly opened her eyes.

Beep beep beep beep beep.

Where was she again?

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep.

"God," Sakura grumbled to no one in particular. "Shut up." She glared at her now vibrating phone.

Beep beep bee-

Before her alarm could continue to build up, Sakura swiftly clicked the 'dismiss' button on her phone, and buried herself deeply in the sanctuary of her warm covers.

It took a few seconds before Sakura finally comprehended that the numbers that were being displayed on her phone was the time.

"Ahh crap." She muttered groggily. She grudgingly sat up, swinging her legs over the side of her bed.

Glancing tiredly at her reflection on the full-length mirror, Sakura rubbed her eyes sleepily. What was she supposed to get ready for again?

Oh yeah… the sleepover.

"HOE THE SLEEPOVER!" She comprehensively realised and, like a bullet, raced to get ready.

Sakura quickly locked the door behind her, and swiftly opened the door to her pink car.

Not even bothering to roll down the windows of her car, she stepped on the accelerator pedal and raced to get to Chiharu's house. Swiftly raking her hand across her messy hair while it was a red light, Sakura looked at the time. She was fifteen minutes late; Sakura shrugged to herself, feeling slightly relieved that she was not an hour or so late.

Sakura barged through Chiharu's door, effectively surprising the three girls that were already there. They had their laptops open, and it was obvious that they had been talking amongst themselves.

Chiharu raised an eyebrow, and glanced at the clock. "Good job for being twenty-two minutes late Sakura. Too bad I'm fresh out of awards."

"So the princess finally realised what the time was." Rika said as she glanced at Chiharu with a hidden smile.

Tomoyo was much more nicer, as per usual. "Oii guys at least she's here."

"Thank you Tomoyo," Sakura gave an emphasis on the last word, "At least some people appreciate me." While giving a meaningful look to Chiharu and Rika.

They shrugged in unison.

"Anyways, now that Her Royal Highness has finally decided to come out of her palace, let's get this sleepover officially started!"

XOXO

The movie ended, and the lights turned on. The four girls all stretched in their seats, their muscles finally being used after staying in the same position for two hours.

"Man," Rika started. "Pride and Prejudice never fails to make me go all fluffy."

"Yeah I know right!"

"I could never not watch it."

"Oh my god…" Sakura said, wiping a tear from her eye. "Mr Darcy is so beautiful."

Tomoyo turned. "Pshh. Why would you like him? Mr Bingley is so much better."

"Yeah well, at least Mr Darcy didn't break anyone's hearts! Unlike Mr Bingley. Poor Jane." Sakura retorted.

"Umm, excuse me. At least Mr Bingley isn't proud."

"Yeah well at least Mr Darcy realised that he was proud, and because of Lizzy, he realises that he is proud, and he wanted to change! Because of Elizabeth!"

"Mr Bingley liked Jane from the very beginning."

"Yeah well Mr Darcy's proud nature softens as he falls in love and he realizes how foolish he has been." Sakura continued to wipe non-existent tears from her eye. "How can you not find that cute?"

"Oh, I didn't say that it wasn't cute. I was just simply implying that Mr Bingley is more beautiful than Mr Darcy. Like seriously," She rolled her eyes. "What does he have that Bingley doesn't?"

"I do seem to recall," Sakura said sarcastically in a mock British accent, "That Mr Darcy earns a larger amount of money than Mr Bingley."

Tomoyo raised an eyebrow. "So now your involving money into this?"

Sakura rolled her eyes. "You asked me what Mr Darcy can offer."

"Whatever. But Mr Bingley is CLEARLY more better than Mr Darcy."

She scoffed. "Sure, Tomoyo."

"You'd have to be blind to say that he isn't beautiful." Tomoyo countered.

"I never said that he wasn't."

Tomoyo pondered for a second, trying to make a smart comment. "Who cares! It's Mr Bingley!"

"No, it's Mr Darcy!"

"No, it's Mr Bingley!"

"Hey you two," Rika tried to stop them but to no avail.

"NO, IT'S MR DARCY!"

"NO SHUT UP, IT'S MR BINGLEY!"

"TOMOYO!"

"SAKURA!"

"Oii… oii… you two." Chiharu reminded them. "Why don't we just play truth or dare? If we don't stop now, who knows how far it's going to go."

"Fine." Sakura grumbled.

"Yeah yeah whatever." Tomoyo said, crossing her arms over her chest.

The quartet all sat down on a mattress in a square formation, with a bottle between them.

"It's the same rules," Rika said. "The one that's pointed to by the cap gets asked truth or dare, and the person that gets pointed to at the bottom is the one who gives the dare or asks the truth."

"Hurry up and cut to the chase," Chiharu said, and swiftly spun the bottle expertly.

The lid side pointed to Tomoyo, with the bottom part landing in between Rika and Sakura.

"Mehh," Sakura shrugged off. "You can ask the truth/dare."

"So Tomoyo," Rika asked. "Which is it? Truth or dare?"

"Why don't we start it off with a nice and simple truth."

Rika seemed to think for a second. "Okay. Would you rather always know when someone is lying or always get away with lying?"

Tomoyo visibly deflated. It was a pretty damn good question. You could watch her contemplating on both of the options. "Well, I guess I'd choose the always know when someone is lying, because, well, you know… umm yeah." She spun the bottle, trying to get out of the centre of attention.

The lid landed on Chiharu and Sakura asked the question. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare, 'cos I'm fearless." She said boldly.

"I dare you to prank call someone," Sakura challenged. She took out her phone, and started scrolling in her contacts list. "Here, call this chick. I haven't seen her in like, two months. Don't forget to put it on private."

Chiharu dialled in the numbers, and put it on loudspeaker.

Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ri-

"Hello?" A small, feminine voice came from the phone.

Chiharu was quick to change her voice. "Hi, this is Akari from Victoria's Secret. I just wanted to let you know your lacy bra and hot pink panties are on their way. We just wanted to confirm your order that was made a few days ago."

"Listen lady, I think you've got the wro-"

"Oh honey, no need to be shy. We have tons of girls who ask us to deliver their items. You should be expecting your order later today. Have a great day!" And with that, Chiharu easily pressed that hang up button.

"It should've been longer," Tomoyo complained.

"Hey now, it was the first thing that popped into my head." Chiharu defended.

Sakura grunted. "You actually seemed pretty believable to me. "Let's keep the game moving."

Effortlessly, Chiharu span the bottle.

And the lid pointed to Sakura with Chiharu asking the question. "Which one is it, Sakura? Truth or dare."

"Dare."

"I dare you," Chiharu started. "To go to Tomoeda All-boys High."

"Wait.. wha-"

"For the WHOLE school year!"

And with that, Sakura fainted.

XOXO

Sakura's eyes fluttered open for a second. Her vision blurred, eyelids were still drooping, but she could make out the forms of her three best friends looking down at her.

"Shh, you can sleep now Sakura,"

It was all she needed before she drifted back into a deep slumber.

XOXO

"Ow!"

"Shhhh…. You're gonna wake her!"

"Yeah Rika, Tomoyo's right!"

"Oii, if you guys don't shut up, Sakura really is going to wake up."

Sakura opened her eyes to see Tomoyo, Rika and Chiharu.

Chiharu turned to Tomoyo and Rika. "I told you so."

Rika rolled her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Tomoyo asked. "How's your head?"

Sakura rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm fine. I just…." She turned to Chiharu. "Are you like, trolling me or something? Because the last thing I remember…" she shivered at the uncomfortable thought.

"Look, I'm serious about the dare. You can't turn back either." Chiharu said. "You're already accepted into Tomoeda All-boys High. They already know your name and contact details and stuff."

If Sakura could do it, she'd willingly faint again, hopelessly hoping that she could somehow escape from reality. But she had to go through this.

"Listen, don't worry." Tomoyo placed a hand on Sakura's shoulder. "You got this one. You can do it."

Sakura gave her a weak smile. "Thanks, but I think I can't do this. Like, seriously. Me? A guy? I'll probably be caught on the first day.."