Authors Note~ Konnichi-wa minna-san! I'm posting this fic I had lying around cuz I know how you all miss me just terribly. Tomoyo-chan and I worked on this together (well, the first half, at least) for a while and then I decided I would finish it off. There'll be a few chapters, so watch for the rest in the next week or so.

Disclaimer: Don't own CCS, and sadly, never will.

Dance Lessons

By Scint-chan and Tomoyo-chan


Syaoran sat on his clam chair flipping through a magazine when the phone rang.

"Moshi moshi, Li speaking."

"Hi Syaoran-kun! Guess what I did?" A genki Sakura asked.

"Hello, Sakura-chan," he said, "Do I really want to know?"

"Hai...." she paused,"Um... I signed us up for dance lessons. Won't it be fun?"

"What?!? You know that I can't dance!!"

"Well, now is as good of a time as any to start. Besides, that's the point." Sakura retorted. Syaoran groaned.

"But...but...but...does this mean that I'll have to wear tights?" Syaoran suddenly had a horrible thought. "I refuse to wear them! I will not!! I'll do this, but I'm going to wear sweats, or even my ceramonial chinese outfit!! Anything but tights!"

"But Syaoran, that's a requirement. Tight clothing and pink or black. Pink for girls, black for guys. We also have to wear leotards." Sakura said helplessly. "Please, Syaoran, for me??"

Syaoran sighed. He hated it when she did this. Sakura knew that when she wanted something, all she needed to do was whine enough, and Syaoran was putty in her hands. Sakura then sighed again, for effect. That was it, he couldn't stand it any longer.

"Okay, okay, I'll wear the leotard," Syaoran said reluctantly, "But not without shorts over it. Alright?"

"Arigatou Syao-chan!" Sakura said happily, "You won't regret this, I promise!"


AN~ thats all for now. (hey kristin, can you guess what glover-like thing is in here?)