Author's Note: This is my first fic about CCS, so, please, don't be too harsh...I'm not Shakespeare, after all

By the way, as a first-fic, reviews are not only welcomed. They are TREASURED!

Disclaimer: Dont' own!

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­­­-...and, please, tell Sakura-chan that I really appreciated her party.

Yue, Moon Guardian of the Sakura Cards, nodded with a graceful movement of head and said a brief and yet polite "yes" to the girl walking next to him, acknowledging her request. Though his intentions of fulfilling her whish were almost zero, his good manners and his Mistress requests denied him his temptation of simply ignoring the Daidouji girl while escorting her home.

Not that he hated the company of his Mistress best friend or the girl herself. Truth be told, the mental file Yue had about the Daidouji Company heiress was almost impeccable:

kind

sensible (maybe not when the topic was Sakura's clothes or anything that concerned Sakura-sama, but nobody could be perfect)

calm

intelligent.

The only thing that made him so displeased about taking Tomoyo home was the situation that made Sakura's Moon Guardian to do so.

Yue grunted, and, although his face remained remarkably emotionless, his hands closed into fists while he mentally reviewed the situation for what seemed to be de hundredth time. Why the Hell Mistress other friends had to be so damn stupid and have even more stupid "pranks"?

But of course he dashed downstairs when he heard Sakura's scream. It was his mission keeping Mistress safe, after all! However, in stead of a helpless Mistress facing a great danger adversary, Yue found what?

Sakura's friends, all dressed like ghosts, laughing after succeeding in scaring her.

The winged Guardian stopped in the middle of the room, uncomfortably feeling each person looking curiously at him. He searched for his Mistress eyes, and saw a very pale Sakura turn red, purple, blue and finally reach an odd shade of green.

-Hum…Sakura-chan. –One of the girls, the curly blond hair appearing beneath the white fabric, said in a deep, rich voice- May I ask you who is your handsome friend? – And then winked at Yue.

Winked. The girl had the nerve to wink at him. His outside was still cold and emotionless, but Yue's inside boiled with a killing desired.

-…- Apparently, Sakura had lost her ability to speak, and was reaching again a dangerous level of paleness.

-Oh, this is…Yumen, a friend of Sakura-chan's brother…- Yue remembered Daidouji saying quickly.- They are rehearsing for a play for college, isn't it, Sakura-chan? I made the outfit and the wings myself, don't they look lovely?

-Yes, Tomoyo-chan! I would say they look real!!!- The blond replied, sounding fascinated.- Oh, can I touch them?

Only Tomoyo and Sakura noticed the subtle movement of Yue's shoulders, indicating he was horrified.

-Well, I think it's better not, they could fall, and the outfit would be ruined…Now, I better go home, or Mommy's bodyguards will come after me…Yumen, could you make me company? I bet Sakura-chan wouldn't mind.- Tomoyo added with a kind smile.

-…- Sakura was still mute, her face frozen in a shocked expression.

And so was it. Oh, what a shame.

He wanted to get home and drink poison.

- You really drawn attention, Yue-san...-Tomoyo said, smiling, as another couple passed through them and pointed, apparently mesmerized by Yue's silver hair and odd clothes.- This is one of the situations that I believe it's a pity Sakura-chan has separated you and Yukito…He would be very useful now, wouldn't he?

Brought back to present by the girl's words, the silver-haired man shot an icy glare to the couple, managing to wipe the curious look of their faces. The same look Mistress' friends had when looked at him; suddenly, he did [inot[/i want to be home anymore. Mistress would kill him.

If she had mercy, of course. If not, she would torture him first and then kill him.

-Yue-san, I have one more thing to ask you…I don't know if it's okay to ask you something about it, but I'll try anyway…

He nodded to her again. Tomoyo's questions certainly would be harmless…

-Sakura-chan's birthday is next week. Have you thought about a present for her?

That actually made Yue stumble.