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Samurai Secret

Chapter Twelve

"Are you alright, Miss?" Syaoran looked perplexed... 'This person looks so familiar!'

All the samurai crowded around her. Each of them staring at her for two reasons. One: she was gorgeous. Two: She looked so familiar!

"Wait! I know who you are!" Ichiro stepped out, "You must be Kinomoto's sister! You look so alike! Are you twins?" "Forgive my brother miss," Ohjiro was blushing with embarrassment, "He did not mean that you and Kinomoto-san look the same. He merely meant that... you can tell the relation between you two. Please, take no offense from his comment. Of course, you are much more beautiful than your brother... Sakura-san... am I correct?"

Sakura smiled beautifully and answered, "Do not worry. Many have often noted the similarities between me and my brother. Yes, we are twins, and yes my name is Sakura. And... thank you... sir... for not letting me fall."

Syaoran was red. Bright red. 'I didn't know Sakura looked that gorgeous...' Syaoran answered, "It was no problem Kinomoto-san. Please, call me Syaoran." Sakura was pink. Bright pink. 'Wow. I didn't know Syaoran was that charming..." Sakura answered, "Then you must, of course, call me Sakura, Syaoran." They both blushed and the room was silent until Touya barged in, "Sakura! Come on!" Touya pulled her away from the crowd, "Tomoyo is raising a ruckus looking for you. I'm afraid she'll scare off all the guests here!"

The boys all sweatdropped.

Sakura's POV

Wow... Syaoran really is something else.

"T-tomoyo. Um... isn't it still a bit early to get ready?" Tomoyo looked her over critically, "Nonsense! If the people's eyes were bluging looking at you this morning, then I'm going to make them pop out of their sockets when they see you tonight!"

Sakura just sighed and changed into the dress Tomoyo had laid out for her. The dress was pale, pale green. White flower petals danced over the silky fabric and white sashes went around her waist the end flowed down and crossed over the front of the skirt. There were two straps that went around her shoulders and the skirt just scarped the ground. Her shoes were white and in her hair was woven white flowers. She wore a necklace with a silver chain and the charm was a small white flower. She also had snow-colored gloves that reached just an inch away from her elbow.

Tomoyo really outdid herself. It's another western dress, but unlike most I've seen, the skirt doesn't puff out. It just drapes down... this dress is really too elegant for me! I'm not even really pretty!

Sakura's purple-eyed companion did a dance on the floor, "Oh, Sakura! You look gorgeous! I bet every man in there will want to dance with you!" Tomoyo wore a pale blue dress with purple petals scattered over it and had white gloves and shoes. Her dress wasn't as elaborate as Sakura's but in that simple dress she looked beautiful.

Syaoran's POV

Why is Eriol dragging me along to pick up his fiancé? Geez. My sisters went crazy over me. They made me put on this dark green tuxedo from... who knows where! This clothing style definitely did not come from Japan! Besides... I don't want to go see Eriol's fiancé... I want to go see Sakura.

Eriol and Syaoran walked down a long hall and stopped at the end. Eriol gently rapped on the door and out stepped Tomoyo. Syaoran's eyes bulged.

Whoa. Eriol scored BIG with this girl.

"Tomoyo," Eriol offered his arm and she took it. Then the three of them left for the grand hall where the first ball was to take place.

Syaoran looked back and forth for Sakura. Why isn't she here??? He had already turned down twelve dances from twelve different girls and it looked like more were coming.

Geez. Where is she?!?!

Suddenly the room had gone quiet. Syaoran turned and looked at the entrance and saw why everyone was silent. Sakura was... stunning. Everyone was staring at her. She looked distressed.

Sakura's POV

Why did Tomoyo leave me alone? Now look what happened! Everyone is staring at me! What am I supposed to do?

Sakura nearly jumped when she felt a tap on her shoulder. "May I have this dance?" A young man with jet black hair stepped up. His eyes were... empty pools of nothing? Sakura could now tell what colors the man's eyes were. At first it looked like a mix of all the colors she could think of... but now they looked like...nothing... like they were empty of... like the soul of the person didn't exist. (A lot of people believe that the eyes are the windows to a person's soul.)

"U-um... Alright," Sakura was at a loss. I want to find Syaoran! But... it would be rude to say no... (Haha I bet you thought Syaoran would have the first dance!)

Sakura didn't notice the sad brown eyes that followed her every step as she danced with the mysterious stranger. The hall had resumed its activities and everyone was soon dancing as well.

Normal POV

Syaoran gathered up all his courage. He reached Sakura just as the song ended. The unknown person was about to ask for another dance when Syaoran cut in, "May I have the next dance, Sakura?"

Sakura looked delighted as she quickly nodded, bowed her head to the other man and moved towards Syaoran. Neither of them felt the empty pools of nothing watching them with a smirk.

"S-so, Sakura," Syaoran suddenly was extremely shy, "What do you make of my home so far?" Sakura was about to reply that it was even more beautiful than when she left it but caught her self in time, "It's wonderful."

The two were silent until Syaoran realized the song was about to end, "Sakura... could I ask you to dance with me for the rest of the night?"

Sakura's POV

He wants... me? He wants me to spend the rest of the night with him? Score! "Of course, I'd love to!" Only after Syaoran turned red and looked away slightly did Sakura notice how enthusiastically she had said it.

Oops. Now he probably thinks I'm one of the crazy fangirls chasing after him.

The two continued to dance and enjoy each other's company... Hm... I guess Syaoran isn't gay after all. (Remember the incident with Syaoran on top of Sakura a few days ago.)

Sakura was parted from her thoughts as the last song of the night ended and warm lips touched her own.

To be continued...

Hehehe. I bet you hate me for leaving you off there. I'm kinda having writer's block right now so I don't know if I can come up with anything too creative, but I'm trying! BTW... who do you think the man who stole Sakura's first dance at the beginning was? Keep him in mind! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!