AN: I don't own any of these characters – CLAMP does. Not sure what else I have to write in the disclaimer but the only thing in this story that's mine is the plot =) Hope you enjoy and don't forget to review and give feedback after you're done!
Chapter 1 – I hate blind dates
Sakura Kinomoto was just your average 22-year-old. Mind you she was gorgeous for her age at 5'7" with auburn hair and stunning emerald eyes. Her long legs and toned body developed through martial arts and cheerleading added to her physical appeal. But she wasn't particularly wealthy, famous, or anything. She was just a friendly physiotherapy student who loved sports, karaoke, and all the other typical girl things. But her life was about to change.
"Pleeeease Sakura! Just this once!" pleaded a hazelnut-haired girl. Sakura groaned as she looked into the eyes of her desperate friend, Chiharu Mihara. She had just asked Sakura to go on a double date with her – something that Sakura couldn't stand.
"Chiharu, you know I don't do blind dates," Sakura said, trying to hide the fact she wouldn't be able to say no to her friend's pleas much longer.
"But I've already agreed to bring a friend! Tomoyo has her photoshoot this weekend, Naoko's meeting with her publisher and Rika's on her honeymoon! You're my only hope!" Chiharu flung her hands up in despair. She was about to give up on asking the stubborn Sakura when she had a brilliant idea.
"I'll do your physics homework next week," said Chiharu. She knew Sakura hated anything to do with math and could literally see Sakura arguing/debating with herself in her head.
"Add in my calculus homework and I'll go," Sakura bargained back.
"Deal!" Chiharu squealed as she hugged her friend, tightly. "I'll meet you at that new Italian place near my house at 6 on Saturday. Dress up! I'll see you then!" She hugged her friend once more before jogging off to catch the bus. Before she got too far she turned around and shouted, "Oh by the way Sakura! We have no homework next week!" She giggled as she turned and ran, leaving a shocked and frustrated Sakura behind.
"How could I be so dumb…" muttered Sakura to herself. She jammed her hands in her coat pocket as she turned to walk home. It was a nice fall day she decided to take the half hour trek home to contemplate this date she had been tricked into going to. Chiharu had attended a charity gala with her mother the night before which happened to be sponsored by the Japanese national soccer team. There, she hit it off with one of the team's best midfielders, Takashi Yamazaki, who had then asked her out on a date. But he had made a pact with another teammate saying that they'd go on a double date if they were to ever meet a girl. Apparently Sakura was the "lucky" girl Chiharu had picked.
She thought back to all the awful blind dates she had been on. One guy had eaten so loud she lost her appetite before the main course had come. One couldn't stop talking about manga and how they should go to the anime convention coming up and gushed over how good she'd look in a Sailor Moon costume. He then asked her to be "his Sailor Moon". A couple of them had tried to get frisky on the first date which ended up with them receiving a black eye and a kick in the gut (the martial arts she had learned from her brother certainly came in handy).Oh and she couldn't forget about her now friend Jesse. All throughout dinner she had wondered if he was actually gay. When she asked him at the end of the night, he burst out in tears and asked how she knew. She simply smiled and said, "It's kind of obvious. It's okay you know." Jesse, soon after, came out of the closet and found a new sense of freedom, which he attributed to Sakura.
Taking out her keys, Sakura opened the door to her two-bedroom apartment that she shared with her best friend, Tomoyo Daidouji. It was in a quiet neighbourhood of Tomoeda and was in an apartment of quiet and pleasant people. Throwing her backpack on the couch she grabbed a glass of water and sighed at the relief of the cold liquid down her throat. "I guess I've had the weirdest and the typical perverts. Nothing I can't handle. Guess it's worth a try." With that, she chose out a dress for the weekend and sat down at her desk to study for her anatomy exam coming up.
Two days later, Saturday 5:15PM
"HOOEEEE I'm late!" Sakura cried in frustration. She quickly showered and dried off, blow drying her hair and brushing her teeth, while trying to find her necklace on the vanity. She threw on her dress, heels, necklace and a bit of makeup before evaluating herself in the mirror. The dress was a dark pink bubble dress that ended right above her knee. After nodding approval to herself in the mirror, she grabbed her jacket, clutch and keys and ran down the stairs. Taking a cab, she noticed the time was 5:55. Perfect – she'd get there in time. The pulled up to the restaurant and after paying the driver and stepping out of the cab, Sakura took one breath before entering the restaurant. Spotting Chiharu, she walked over and noticed the two men standing as she approached. Being a huge fan of the team and soccer, she was able to identify them instantly.
"Hi Sakura! This is Takashi Yamazaki," introduced Chiharu. Sakura shook his hand of the boyish black-haired boy. He looked like a mischevious boy trapped in a man's body – something Chiharu had always fallen for. She smiled back in approval. She turned to the navy haired man next to Yamazaki and smiled warmly at him. He gave a small smile in return as they shook hands.
"And this… is Eriol Hiiragizawa, your date for the night!"
End of chapter 1
Muahahaha you thought it'd be Syaoran right? Not yet teehee. I actually wrote through this chapter a lot faster than I thought. Hopefully that's a good sign and I don't have a hard time writing the rest of it! Again, please R/R! I'm open to criticisms because I just want to get better at story-telling so hopefully I can write more fanfiction in the future!
