A/N: Hey! Well, thanks for your review for the last chapter I'd updated. They were all greatly appreciated. I just can't stop looking at the reviews and keep thinking, they can't like my story can they? And you guys do, well I hope you guys do, and it won't change. School is starting soon in a few days, so I'm trying to update another round of my stories. Cos' hell I know when school starts, my updates will be fewer than before. High school sucks lol. The homework part anyway, eesh. But you know what they say, life isn't simple and easy, so you must work hard! And I'm trying to work hard for school lol. You guys should too lol. Unless you've graduated or whatever…lol I think I'm blabbering, so let's not get you readers all weirded out by my random comments. Oh yeah, I'm not sure if its just me, but lately fanfiction alerts, updates and reviews aren't being send to my inbox…is anyone else having similar problems like mine?

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. Clamp does.

Chapter 11

Syaoran hesitated and shuffled himself to get him more comfortable in his seat. He straightened out his black jacket and stretched himself out to yawn quietly. He felt relieved and more awake after the yawn. He then ran his fingers through his messy overgrown, chocolate hair. Once again, his eyes searched for an all too familiar auburn hair somewhere in the crowded students. They were outside the painting museum, sitting on tourist cafes and were having their snacks their, it was still late morning so everyone just bought water or fruit.

After waking up this morning in that old creepy hotel. He realized that he might have screwed up a lot. He can't stop hitting himself in the head. He even asked Eriol to kick him in the head. To which Eriol replied no, saying he didn't want to get his legs dirty, Eriol asked Syaoran why was he acting so guilty earlier in the morning. Syaoran chose not to tell him.

Of course, it's so low. She has a boyfriend, damn it. He feels so damn stupid because he knows better than that. He is not the type of person to go and flirt with a girl who's already going out with someone else. So why the hell did he acted like some confident player, and started cupping her chin like that? He had no idea.

And now, he doesn't even know how Sakura took it. She could have told Michael. That would make things worse a lot, because Michael is super protective of his girlfriend. He remembered it during one of those talks in the boy shower and changing room they have before or after soccer practices.

Michael and his buddies had left long ago, having their own plans after soccer practice ended, he made Syaoran, Eriol and Yamazaki clean up all the equipment and take away everything off the field every practice so he doesn't have to do any work. Once done, they headed to shower in the changing room. Syaoran then remembered what Yamazaki told him and Eriol while they were putting deodorant on.

" God, you heard what the maniac did today?" Yamazaki asked, while slipping his shriveled feet from training on his flip-flops. He wasn't bothered to wear trainers if he was only going home. Maniac or Moron was Michael's nickname.

" Just cos' that new transfer guy, you know the one from Hokkaido a week ago, I mean he's new right? So he doesn't know Sakura is with Michael. So, yeah, he decided to do harmless flirting with Sakura. And Sakura, the dense woman, didn't get it, she thought he was just being friendly. So I'm guessing you guys figured what happen, Michael taught him a little something after school, the next day he was limping cos Michael stuffed him in the garbage bin, he couldn't get out for a long time." Yamazaki explained.

" Fag…" Syaoran and Eriol chorused.

" God, which brings me to this question AGAIN. What the hell does Sakura see in him?" Yamazaki rolled his eyes.

" He's a good actor, two-faced. In front of our dear Sakura, he wouldn't hurt a fly." Eriol explained.

" So? Aren't any of you guys telling her? I mean come on you three with Tomoyo are so close, you should." Yamazaki said.

" We want to. But she's so happy. And we can't accuse the bastard without proof." Syaoran hissed.

" Oh, I get it. As much as I hate to admit it, that guy is smart, obviously he'll make up some bull about everyone's against him or something." Yamazaki said.

Syaoran sighed. He did not want to get his butt kicked by Michael. But how would Michael know, unless Sakura would tell him. He shook his head. He was confused about everything.

" Syao-ran." A singsong voice came close by and suddenly Sakura popped in front of his face and said.

" BOO!"

" Whoa!" Syaoran wouldn't normally get frightened, even if Eriol, the freakiest guy he ever met scared him. But, he was very deep in thought so he didn't see that one coming.

He nearly fell off his seat, but his quick reflexes made his hands grip the chair and so he managed to stay on.

"Ha ha! I finally scared him!" Sakura pumped her fist in the air.

" Oh, um, hey, Sakura." Syaoran could feel himself sweating.

" Syaoran. We need to talk. About yesterday." Sakura suddenly said.

OH GOD NO! I am so screwed! Here it comes!

" I…I…Sakura…" Syaoran stammered.

Sakura raised her eyebrows questioningly.

" Syaoran were you sad yesterday? Hmm? I'm sorry if you needed me to talk about your problems, but I suddenly had this headache and I was sure I was going to vomit, that's why I ran off." Sakura apologized.

Now it was Syaoran's turn to gawk at Sakura.

" I'm sorry could you repeat that?" Syaoran croaked. Sakura rolled her eyes and repeated it again. Syaoran listened, and he made sure, not one of the words had anything to do with him being too flirtatious last night.

Was she serious? Syaoran felt a wave of relief pass through him. Thank goodness Sakura was dense. Any girl would have seen it, Syaoran was totally, totally flirting with Sakura last night. He cupped her face, for goodness sake.

" Syaoran? Are you all right? He he I'm not about to puke this time so I can listen to your problems or anything." Sakura offered.

Syaoran smiled and ruffled her auburn hair.

" Nothing at all, Ying Fa. I hope u never change that's all." Syaoran said simply.

" Okay. But wait Syao? Tell me!" Sakura pouted.

" No-thing. Come on, let's go and check out the paintings. I want to learn something for a change." Syaoran winked.

" Oh okay." Sakura agreed happily and went off with him inside the museum.

" Hohoho."

"Hohoho."

"HOHOHO!"

" Okay Tomoyo you can stop laughing now." Eriol said, patting his girlfriend Tomoyo on the back.

" Yep, we get the idea that you are indeed, very, very happy." Yamazaki stated.

" Shut up! Both of you!" Tomoyo hissed. But she laughed soon after that. Yamazaki and Eriol looked at each other and sweatdropped, watching Tomoyo.

" Why didn't you guys tell me you're planning to get both of together? I want to join in too." Yamazaki whined.

Yamazaki rubbed his hands together with evil eyes along with Tomoyo who was also doing the same.

" I have an idea." Yamazaki suggested.

Yamazaki and Tomoyo huddled together whispering.

Eriol continued sweat dropping.

Poor Sakura and Syaoran, it seems I am not in the mood today for trying to get them together. Eriol thought.

" So what kind of technique did this artist use?" Syaoran asked bored. His hands planted behind his head.

They were in the spaciously crowded room, where paintings were on the wall. Their assignment is to go to each painting and identify techniques and their uniqueness. Sakura and Syaoran were partners, so right now they are observing a strange painting, it was just a puddle of water, but from many views the effects it makes is very interesting.

" Umm….I think…it's the oil thingy…you know that captures the light or something." Sakura answered, flicking through the handouts.

" Oh my God! Why am I the only one doing the whole friggin' work? Syaoran! Get your butt working and help me!" Sakura wailed.

" Okay, fine, so yeah, whatever you said just now." Syaoran said lazily.

" You're an idiot." Sakura pouted at him and scribbled down her guess.

"…." Syaoran grabbed her answers and ran off.

" Hey! Give me back my sheets." Sakura shrieked and ran off after him.

" Nah." Syaoran said simply, before running down the hallway.

" Damn him!" Sakura cursed before running after the boy.

Syaoran ran past the students who were also working on their assignment.

He hid behind a corner.

" Psst, Syaoran-kun." A voice surprised him.

" God, don't ever do that girly voice again." Syaoran warned.

Yamazaki made a girly laugh.

" Okay, well dude, you know Sakura's a fast runner so she's going to catch up to you soon enough, so why don't you go down here?" Yamazaki pointed to a flight of stairs going down.

" Outta my way." Syaoran went downstairs.

A few seconds later, Sakura arrived at the corner.

" Yamazaki! Don't' scare me!" Sakura yelled.

" Sorry, sorry." Yamazaki apologized and smiled.

" Anyway, you seen a brown-haired idiot around here?" Sakura asked.

" Heheh. He went down the stairs." Yamazaki said too innocently.

" Um, okay, he's gonna get in trouble, I guess I'll go get him before the teacher sees us." Sakura frowned.

Then she too went down the flight of stairs.

TBC

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A/N: How was it? I'm guessing its too much dialogue? Its kinda short but there'll be more SxS fluff scenes. Winks winks. Review pls!

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