Author's note: Ok gunna be short..but rather upset at not gettin so much reviews...=[ but it will get better!!
"Why?!?" whined Sakura, hands holding his wrist as Li attempted to run off from the dance floor.
"Because it's useless! Matte, I'll never be able to dance!" that was his comeback..
"That's because you won't loosen up!" she groaned now slowly being dragged from the dance floor and onto the side. Ii..thank God I haven't seen Junko-san yet..it'll just be so awkard, but what if he didn't come?
"Aiya........" he muttered under his breath
"Oya-oya! What are we supposed to do if you won't dance?"
"Not dance?"
"Hoe?!"
"Eto....not dance?" repeated Syaroan.
"Syaroan-kun it's called a dance because we're supposed to dance.."
"I danced!"
"No..you just stood there shaking your legs stiffly."
"Humph."
"Yatta!! Slow music..this is easy to dance to..even for someone as uptight as you.."
"Kuso.."
"Hoe?"
"Nothing.."
"Come on...." whimpered Sakura pitifully, looking into his dark mahogany orbs with puppy eyes.
"Stop it!" he blurted out, shaking his head in fractions while turning beet red.
"What? I didn't do anything..." blinking she inched closer to his side, arms swathing around his waist.
"Ee..." he nodded squarely, his own arms swathing themselves around her thin waist. Grunting he finally takes defeat, "You win, but can we go somewhere a little more 'private' then being in here? I don't want to 'embarrass' myself.."
"Hai...suuure Syaroan-kun.." she giggled, taking his hand and slowly leading him out.
"How kawaii!" shrieked Tomoyo from the other side, recording (how sad...I feel sorry for Eriol-kun)
"Tomoyo-chan...you can turn off the camcorder now...they left.." prodded Eriol.
"But we can go outside as well then!"
"Nai..I don't think it would be the best idea I'm as curious as you are about my descendent as you are! But give them some privacy.."
"But─"
"No buts!"
~ outside ~
Stealthy figure of another intergresses into the shadows of the night his movements swift like a feline. Leaning against a back of an oak tree he crouched, arms upon his knees as he sat absentmindedly while fiddling with a cherry blossom petal particularly awaiting someone or just two certain people.. This isn't over...despite this insignificant form of mine I still have enough strength. I must figure what this insignificant other is up to Thoughts are to silenced as the footsteps of a couple emerge onto scene.
"No one is around Syaroan-kun..so relax and let's slow dance." she whispered softly into his ear.
"Umm...ok...but you gotta help me out here.." he muttered, pulling back her hand.
"It's easy..don't worry." with a smile she gently positioned herself in front of him taking his warm hands and placing them upon her waist, she giggled at the way his face turned red with his arms around her waist but was soothed down by a gentle kiss upon his cheek, she then places her arms around his neck tilting her head a bit to the side, "Something wrong? You're just getting redder and redder..."
"Nothing! I'm good..." he answered shaking his head vigorously.
"Hai..ok this is what you do next..slowly pace side to side back and forth and I'll follow you but not too fast just slowly..." she started out nudging him gently.
"Um...." he said plainly, slowly pacing side to side and guiding her by pressing at her waist gently.
She would blush lightly each time he paced and the light pressure applied upon her waistline, now leaving her head to edge closer to his shoulder leaning her head close to him, slender fingers caress at the nape of his neck. He would gently take deep breaths to absorb the unique cherry blossom scent on her silky hair while her fingers touched with a satiny and heavenly touch. The dark figure stood still just awaiting, outlooking through his midnight orbs and using the moon's strongest light which accentuated the dancing duo. Those eyes...the complete determination, refinement, tenderness and serenity.... Sakura and Syaroan begin to slow their pace..Syaroan would take the first step this time.. "Ai shiteru Sakura-chan" The emerald eyed female began to approach closer to him locking her eyes into his mahogany ones, eyes close once more leaning over towards his lips, Syaroan began to do the same pulling her closer towards her....the mood was just broken away faster then it had began. Syaroan had thrown Sakura to the ground defending her with his sword against the dark color of the another, an assumed form which was similar to one of the Clown/Sakura Cards but not the same..it couldn't be a card because they've collected all of them already.
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told you this was a short chapter...but I'm continuing so I I hope you all enjoyed...R+R!