Well, you all seemed to like it, so I guess I'll continue. Maybe. I'm going to post this chapter, but I still may not finish it. Anyways, on with my funnest fic!

More Than What It Seems

By Zenin

Oh, you're back! Well, that's a surprise. Yup, I'm still here, still wearing the nerdy attire I've already told you about, and still going to follow through on this dare. Let me tell you, these pants are really uncomfortable. Hm? Oh yeah. My story. Ano…where was I? The dare…
The guys were pretty shocked. I guess it isn't just any day that the future head of the Li Clan agrees to dress up like somebody from a freak show and actually try to get girls. I myself barely comprehend why I'm doing this. After their shock wore off, we began to form the most important thing necessary for this dare to work.
The rules.
As every good, honorable guy knows, a dare or competition just won't work if you don't establish guidelines and regulations for it first. It took a lot of messed up dares and stuff to finally pound this into our heads.
Takashi grabbed a notebook and pen from his desk and prepared to write down the rules we were going to make up.
"First of all," Eriol announced. "You may not reveal your true self to the girl. I mean, if you just took a date with the girl, and then changed back to your normal clothes afterwards, you can't just reveal that you just had a date with her. You can't recognize the girl when you're normally attired. You can not tell the girl about this dare."
"Secondly, you have to dress like a nerd and disguise your voice," Takashi submitted.
"You may not come in contact with the girl when dressed normally," Eriol began.
I cut him short. "That's a bit hard. I could run into her anywhere, and I can't just be rude and ignore her, especially during school if she goes to the same school."
Takashi nodded. "That's reasonable. But you must not even hint who you are."
"Fine with me."
Eriol smiled. "I will have a friend of mine make your wardrobe for you. Her name is Daidouji Tomoyo. She will help out on this dare."
"Whatever." I was already getting bored.
"You may not—"
Yadda yadda yadda. Get on with it, please!
Finally the rules were established and presented to me. I folded them up and put them in the pocket of my tan cargo pants. Boy, I was really going to miss these pants…
Eriol is going to suffer for this.

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The next day, everyone assembled at Takashi's house early in the morning to prepare me for the dare. Eriol had brought over his friend Tomoyo.
I nearly groaned when she turned around to greet me.
This is so freaky. Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky….
She has exactly the same expression as Eriol in her lavender eyes. Smug, secretive,…and clearly insane.
"KAWAII!"
I winced as she shrieked joyfully when beholding me.
"He's SO kawaii! Oh, Eriol-kun, this is going to be SO SUGOI!!!" Tomoyo shrieked; then began whispering quietly to herself as she took my measurements.
"Kawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiiakawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaiikawaii—"
I glared wrathfully at Eriol.
At lunch time, I was presented with the following items of clothing.
A plaid bowtie,
A pair of orange suspenders,
Tweed pants that were far too short,
A multi colored baseball cap,
A red and orange checkered shirt,
A pair of thick, "Coke bottle" glasses,
And some striped socks that went up to my knees.
I mentally began envisioning hot oil and burning tongs as I tried the…stuff…on. Tomoyo squealed excitedly when I walked out of the dressing room. I couldn't really see anything because of the glasses. Waving my arms ahead of me, I managed to touch the front door just as it opened.
*CRASH!*
I fell to the floor, clutching my nose (which was bleeding profusely) and tried to glare through the thick goggles at the one who had slammed the door into my face. All I could see was a blur of sunny yellow and white.
I opened my mouth and prepared to hurl obscenities at the person, when Eriol quickly knelt beside me and covered my mouth; whispering, "I think your blind date is here. Remember, you have to disguise your voice."
I shook him away and stood, fuming in the direction of Tomoyo and Eriol. Or, at least, I thought they were over there…
Instead, a small hand reached out kindly and took my arm, leading me to a chair. "Oh! Gomen! Gomen nasai! Let me see…no, it's not broken," the voice said softly. Something soft was held gently to my nose as whoever it was kept apologizing.  Realizing that I had to say something, I managed to make my voice as cracked as a preteen's as I answered.
"A-ari-arigatou. W-who ar-are y-you?"
I was even getting on my nerves as I finished the sentence. I began to feel a bit dizzy as I tried to focus my eyes.
The girl giggled softly. "My name is—"
I blacked out.
Yup. I, the great Li Syaoran, master of five different kinds of martial arts, future head of the Li Clan, and the guy who had endured rigorous training from the age of five…
I blacked out.
Maybe it was because I'd skipped breakfast.
Maybe it was because I had just lost about half a pint of blood.
Maybe it was the glasses.
I don't know.
I can't believe I blacked out.



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Whoa…I really didn't see all this coming. Seriously. *starts laughing* Oh My Gosh! This is SO WEIRD! Anyway, review if you want this to continue. 'Cause I'm REALLY not sure about continuing this. Anyway, REVIEW!