Revenge, A Dish Best Served Bent

Chapter Three: HORMONAL?! I'M NOT BEING HORMONAL!!

I'M BACK!! YES, I'VE ACTUALLY GOT AROUND TO DOING THE NEXT CHAPTER!! REJOICE!!

It took me how many weeks to get this chapter out? I'm so sorry it took so long, but I've been really busy lately. But the other reason it took me so long to get the chapter out was…I HAD NO FREAKIN' CLUE HOW I WAS GOING TO END IT!!! I knew what I was going to do in the start of the chapter, more or less, but I couldn't think how I was going to end it.

Not a clue at all.

Nothin, nadda, zilch.

Welcome to blankville, population, me.

It was the chapter that refused to get written.

But it's finally up, the last chapter and the end of the Gender Bender series. I must give credit to Alanya for the PMS idea… ^-^ I had plans to make Eriol really…grumpy anyway but the PMS idea just pulled it all together nicely. Plus it gave me a nice chunk of jokes to work off of. So thanks muchly to Alanya for the idea!

Thanks muchly muchly to bunni ^-^, my newly appointed proof-reader. Of whom took a chapter in much need of some adjusting and pointed out all the dodgy bits. THANKIES!!! ^-^

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It was a picture of my robes…tied to a chair…surrounded by logs…like same strange parody of a witch being burnt at the stake. As I watched, the logs caught fire and the robes, the hat and the staff erupted into a ball of fire. Then the image returned to the beginning and started again. It was on a loop. I watched my robes get burned about 3 times before I managed to get out a sound.

"::high pitched girly scream::AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

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Tom/Tomoyo's POV:

Eli burst into tears.

"MY-MY-MY ROBES!! ::wail:: WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAA ::sob, hiccup, sniffle:: AAAAAAAAAAAA-"

I tentatively tried to sooth the wailing girl. "Umm Eli…I can always make you more robes…"

She turned to me, angry eyes puffy, tears streaming down her face. "That's not the point…they-they-they-have sentimental value" She made a small sound that was something between a squeak and a hiccup before bursting into tears again. "HOW COULD THEY ::sob hiccup:: DO THAT TO ME :: sniff:: I'VE NEVER DONE ANYTHING THAT BAD TO DESERVE THIS-"

"Well-uhh-actually…" I didn't even get a chance to go on. I wasn't even certain if she was actually listening to me; so caught up she was in her misery.

"It's all Syaoran's fault ::sniffle hiccup:: he's behind all this, stupid male…" Her lip started to tremble again as she stood and ripped up the picture. As the little pieces of photographic paper fell to the ground, she stomped off into Syaoran's room and slammed the door shut with a vindictive outburst of "I HATE MEN!"

"Uhh…" I cringed as something went 'crash' in Syaoran's room. There was a thud, followed by muttered cursing. I knocked on the door. "Umm Eli? Are you feeling okay?"

Her answer sounded indistinct, as though she was speaking through another wall. "::sniff:: Of course I'm feeling okay…::sniff:: Why? What makes you think ::sniff:: I'm not okay?"

I wasn't really sure if there was a nice way of saying it. Well, actually there wasn't a nice way of saying it. Saying it usually meant that you got yelled at/slapped/given rather potent evil looks/all of the above by the other person whether it was put in a nice way or not. But some deep instinct that I hadn't felt before bubbled up and forced my vocal chords to react. For some strange reason, I felt it was my duty.

"Umm, it's just…it's just you seem…awfully hormonal…do you have PMS?"

"HORMONAL?! I'M NOT BEING HORMONAL AND I DON'T HAVE PMS!!"

I waited until the ringing in my ears stopped then knocked gingerly on the door. "Umm Eli?"

The door swung open and struck the wall with a crack. Eli, looking particularly livid, was holding both the older and the newer version of Syaoran's robes. "Huh, now let's see how he likes it…" Somewhat thunderstruck, I watched open-mouthed as Eli, grinning sadistically to herself, dumped the bundle of clothing into the fireplace.

I could have sworn I heard a thump and some swearing above me.

Eli pulled out a box of matches, going for the traditional way of lighting a fire as opposed to using magic. "Buuuurrrnnnn….they're gonna buuurrrnnnn hahahahaha…" There wasn't even a trace of humour in that laugh. "Bbbbuuuurrrrnnn baby, buuuuurrrrrrnnn." The match head flared, the small flame causing her already sadistic expression to look positively demonic.

There was a thump on the balcony. I glanced out the window and saw Syaoran stand up from a crouch, a murderous expression on his face. I sweatdropped and moved to the side as he stomped into the living room. Eli and Syaoran started to glare at each other. I saw Sakura land on the balcony herself and walk cautiously in. They must have been sitting on the roof the whole time.

Eli was standing defiantly in front of the fireplace, the match burning merrily in her outstretched hand. She was wielding the match with the same sort of confidence one would show when wielding a large flaming torch.

Syaorans expression hadn't changed…it had just become more…concentrated. Really, you had to give credit to a person who could withstand one of Syaoran's looks at such close range. "Give. Them. Back."

"No"

"I said…Give. Them. Back…"

"And I said…No"

And who ever heard of Eriol, in either male or female form, actually glaring?

I turned to Sakura; she was watching the whole seen behind one of my cameras with a mildly amused smile on her face. She saw me looking at her and tore her attention away from the scene. "What's wrong?"

I paused, then gave her a bear hug. "I'm so proud of you…"

To put it mildly, Sakura looked shocked.

"Wait…you're…you're not mad?!"

My semi-smile deadpanned. "Of course I am, don't get me wrong. The only thing that's stopping me from dressing you two up in something that makes you look like a pregnant rice-bubble is the fact that you're getting all this down on video."

The colour drained slightly from Sakura's cheeks. She, subconsciously or not, inched back a bit.

Oh yeah, I can be really creepy if I want to be…

I brightened up and jerked my head over to Eli and Syaoran. "So…whose idea was it to give Eli PMS?"

Eli turned from her glare war with Syaoran and yelled, red in the face, "I DON'T HAVE PMS!", before returning her scathing look back to Syaoran.

Sakura, ignoring Eli, eyed me as if seeing if I was going to make any sudden movements towards a swatch of fabric and shrugged. "No ones actually. It was just a fortunate side effect to the gender change thing…I guess it was just her time of the month" She rubbed her chin. "It's an interesting concept though…" Maybe it was the slightly male part of me speaking up, but the calculating look on her face was rather unnerving. That look was clearly thinking 'PMS as a form of male punishment…I could do that'

There was a yell. We both turned. Syaoran was frantically trying to pat out the flames on his sleeve. Eli, cackling insanely, struck another match and held it over the fireplace. Syaoran, slapping the last flame out, looked from his blackened sleeve up to Eli with a half-horrified, half-enraged expression on his face. "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT YOU LITTLE-" He paused, momentarily unable to think of an appropriate insult, before going on, "HERMAPHRODITE!!"

Sakura shook her head as she rolled her eyes then muttered under her breath as she called upon her wand. "And here I was hoping we could look back on this moment and all have a good laugh…"

"Oh I think that's a definite possibility…"

She gave me a strange look before dowsing the male and…err she-male in several litres of water with the help of the Watery. The two blinked as, with another twirl of a wand and a flick of another card, the water and the matches disappeared.

"Are you two quite finished?"

Syaoran glanced from Sakura, to Eli, then back to Sakura. Eli merely crossed her arms and gave us a defiant look.

Sakura smiled cheerfully and moved to usher us over to the couch. "If everyone will sit down, I think we have some…issues to discuss…" We all glanced at each other, then at Sakura, then at the couch. No one moved so Sakura, letting out a mildly frustrated sigh, grabbed Syaoran on the arm and dragged him to the couch. I frowned as I watched him pass. "Syaoran…are you wearing lip gloss?"

He blanched. "Uhh-uhh-uhh-uhh…"

"Hmm it looks like it's coming off though…you should borrow some off Sakura, she always carries some arou-" My mouth froze on the forming 'o' sound as my mind caught up with the nagging little voice in my subconscious. I blinked. Sakura and Syaoran went red in the face then, when there just weren't any more shades left in that colour, went an interesting shade of blue.

My eyes widened.

"Oh…my….god…"

Sure I was pissed with them, but that didn't mean I couldn't be shocked by this little development.

Sakura pushed Syaoran on the couch then frog-marched me over to the spare seat next to Eli. She sat down after giving me a long slightly reproachful look as if to say, 'I know what you're thinking and I know what you want to say but if you say it nasty things will happen.' I cleared my throat and tried to avoid direct eye contact, lest I went blind from the intensity of both the looks I was receiving from our favourite couple.

Sure, I had spent enough time with a certifiably-insane-master-of-chaos-bent-on-world-domination-otherwise-known-as-Eriol to pick up a thing or too, but I preferred to leave the schemes of ultimate doom and revenge to him. It wasn't really my forte. I preferred to stand on the sidelines, provide the wardrobe, tape all the good bits and creep everyone out occasionally with a well timed chuckle. Exacting revenge wasn't really essential at the moment. Speaking of revenge, Sakura seemed to have a knack for it. I had my suspicions from the start; even though Syaoran actually started this whole revenge thing, but there were just too many signs pointing to Sakura being the mastermind behind the whole thing. It's quite surprising really. Deep beneath all that sweetness and light whirs the mind of quite a twisted individual. Must be because of her brother. Her mind has probably been ticking over ways to get back at him for years, and unfortunately, she's just letting it all out on us.

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Sakura's POV:

I looked around the room. Eli was sitting on one of the armchairs with a very uncharacteristic scowl on her face. Tom's eyes didn't seem to know where they wanted to focus on and were constantly flicking from various points around the room. Though they did seem to go back to Syaoran every now and every time that happened, her lip would twitch as if she was trying not to laugh. And Syaoran…well Syaoran was sitting next to me on the couch looking mildly embarrassed. And he did have a fairly obvious layer of lip-gloss on his lips. It was a mystery to me though, why he hadn't actually thought to wipe it off and spare us any further embarrassment. I fought down a blush as I recalled just exactly how he came to be wearing lip-gloss. And don't look at me like that.

It's just human nature after all… When two people realise that they indeed harbor a mutual affection, it is only inevitable that they would…express this aforementioned likeness to their significant other…

…

Okay, Okay, so that's just a fancy way of saying that we were making out on the rooftop of Syaoran's apartment. So sue me, he is (as of today) my boyfriend for crying out loud.

I sighed and mentally pushed that particular train of thought off its tracks and jumped on the next. Ahh…Eriol and Tomoyo…or should I say Eli and Tom. It was the end of a particularly long day and the part of me that was still harboring a few feelings of annoyance at my two friends was not wanting to give up without some sort of retribution. However, the more normal side of me was sticking her cheerful head amongst my mental confusion and was beginning to swing me towards a 'forgive and forget' attitude.

But what was the point of all this if not to present our friends with a nice moral for them to mull over for while, which, if all goes well, will become a sacred law amongst our families that shall never be broken on pain of strange and unpleasant punishment?

I rubbed my hands together and glanced at Eli and Tom. Eli was still glaring at Syaoran, but I suppose that would be due somewhat to the hormones. Those evil little suckers can make even the most cheerful person somewhat trying to be around if pushed too far. (And by pushed too far, I refer to any members of the male species muttering things like 'Oh she must have PMS, which would explain her irritation towards me.' Of course, none of them ever realise that they are usually the cause of said irritation. PMS is merely fuel to a fire.) Anyway, getting back to the problem at hand. As mentioned previous, Eli was in a bit of a sour mood. Tom didn't seem to be able to make up his mind on just what he wanted to feel.

"Tom…Eli…"

Two pairs of eyes looked up. I fixed them with a steady gaze as my mouth started to arch in a smile.

15 minutes, 3 pieces of paper, 2 arguments and 4 chocolate chip cookies later…

"I, Eriol, currently assuming the identity of 'Eli', hereby swear by this sword with the interesting frilly dangly bits on the end-"

"They are not frilly dangly bits"

"-that I will never ever pull a stunt again as mentioned in detail in the contract. By agreeing to this arrangement I, and any future offspring or reincarnations, are to be bound to this agreement on infliction of cruel and unusual punishment dealt by either the Almighty Cardmistress Sakura Kinomoto, or his supreme highness, Master Syaoran Li, or any of their offspring or reincarnations. Never shall I repeat something of such a degree of immaturity again. "

"Close enough, but you forgot 'gorgeous' and 'angelic' between 'Almighty' and 'Cardmistress', but I'll let it slide. Now sign here, here and here…"

A sound of a pen scratching on paper…

"Excellent, nice doing business with you." I smiled, rolled up the scroll with a flourish then tossed it in the air and flicked my fingers. It disappeared in a flash of pinky colored light. Syaoran was still grumbling to himself about the remark of his sword having 'frilly dangly bits' but refrained from comment. Tom and Eli looked at me expectant.

I looked innocent. "As soon as you give me those tapes as specified in the contract I'll change you back." Tom gave Eli a long pained look, but she merely crossed her arms and gave her an even longer stubborn stare. Tom sighed and pulled out a tape from his bag.

I smiled. "And the other one…"

Tom tried to look confused. "…What other one?"

"The security tape from the Karaoke café…I know you have it…"

Tom's mouth opened and closed a for a few seconds, doing a fairly accurate imitation of a fish, then let out an exasperated sigh…and begrudgingly handed over the other tape. I grinned and placed it safely into my bag along with the other tape, the one of the 'Gender Dance'…I think I'll burn that one.

I flicked out the Gender card and they both caught it mid air. They glanced at each other, then passed out. Syaoran and I, both being unconscious at the time, never actually got to see what happened when changing back. It was actually quite interesting to watch. They had let go of the card when they passed out, but it floated in the air instead of dropping. The card glowed bright white then split in two, heading for Eli and Tom's foreheads. There was a flash and the symbol for male appeared on Eli's forehead as the symbol for female appeared on Tom's. Girlish giggling and a more male sounding chuckle filled the otherwise silent room and the female blue haired spirit sort of…'stepped out' of Eli's body. As the spirit pulled away from Eli, her features shimmered and changed. The hair re-shaped itself and became its former short style, and I swore I heard something that sounded very much like fabric ripping. I glanced at Syaoran. He was trying to hide a laugh. I guess he figured it out too that when you wear things too small for you, rips and atomic wedgies are inevitable. And for guy, that must be really uncomfortable.

Isn't revenge sweet?

But, because I am a nice person, I changed the clothes for them magically. After all, they had for us before…although…come to think of it, they had then put us into Syaoran's bed together in some sick-minded attempt to do…well actually...I still haven't figured out just what they wanted to achieve with that. There are just so many possibilities. Anyway, after the pink-haired male spirit 'stepped out' of Tom and turned 'Tom' back into 'Tomoyo', the female and male spirit smiled, waved at us then returned to the card. It smiled as it floated into my hand and turned to grin at Syaoran. "So, what do you want to do now?"

He glanced down at Tomoyo and Eriol, then looked up at me. "Why don't we give them a taste of there own medicine and put them in the same bed."

I scratched my chin and smirked. "Yeah…we could…but that wouldn't be very…original would it…" I rubbed my hands together and stood up. "I think we need to be a little more…creative…"

He watched me as I headed to the balcony.

"Umm…Sakura?…you're scaring me…"

"eh-hehehehehe…"

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*THUNK*

Syaoran's head shot up as I dumped the case I had been carrying onto the balcony. He came out and gave the silver and black box a curious look as I returned the fly card and shrunk the wand. "Umm…what is that?"

I smiled sweetly. "Revenge."

He gave the case another funny look. "You're going to hit them over the head with a camera box?"

I fought down the urge to roll my eyes. "It's not a camera case silly, it's a make-up case."

Syaoran just looked confused.

"It's for Eriol…"

He looked down at the case again, then back at me without even a hint of understanding.

I sighed. "…Look, the way I see it, Eriol got off pretty easily. I mean, we got the tapes off of Tomoyo, but Eriol didn't really have much of a punishment."

"Wasn't this whole day punishment enough for them?"

"Yeah…just call this the icing on the cake."

"Ahhhh...Gotcha"

"Anyway, I think it would be fun to give Eriol a little make-over while he sleeps off the effects of the Gender Card."

"…Sakura…"

"Yeah?"

"…Are you sure you're okay?"

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"…What's this…?"

"It's mascara…"

"Oh…and what about this"

"That's lip liner."

"Oh…I thought that was the lip liner"

"No, that is eyeliner. There's a difference"

"…there is?"

I glanced back at Syaoran. He was sitting in front of my open make-up case, a stick of lip liner in one hand, a stick of eyeliner in the other and a look of complete loss on his face. I kinda wish I had a camera with me, he just looked so adorable. I smirked as I turned back to my work. "You're trying to tell me that you don't know a thing about make-up yet you have four older sisters…"

"So? What has that got to do with anything? I try to avoid my sisters wherever possible. The last thing I want to do was to go into their rooms and watch them get ready for one of their dates." He then made a sound that was something like a 'bleck'.

I giggled. "What? There aren't even any kawaii photos of you a 3 year old with lipstick painted all over your face?"

"…"

I could almost feel the embarrassment radiating off him. Heck, the silence sounded embarrassed. I turned to him, grinning slightly. "No way…"

He ran a hand through his hair as his cheeks turned pink. He tried to look at something else. I never knew couch cushions could be so interesting.

I turned around so that I could put my full attention on him. "Well come on, spill…don't make me call up your sisters and send me a detailed letters with evidence, because you know I will and who knows what other juicy things they'd spill…"

He grimaced and grunted. "I was 4, my sisters were bored and they attacked me. Long story short I looked like Raggedy Andy for about an hour until I managed to escape them and scrub it off." He gave my utterly shocked expression a rueful look before continuing in a dry tone that could melt an iceberg. "That is only one of the reasons why I avoid my sisters wherever possible. And if you ever tell anyone that, the next time Tomoyo gets shutter happy I won't even try to stop her."

"Ooh, that's harsh…"

"What are you doing?"

We both whirled at the voice, Syaoran dropping the eyeliner and the lip liner in the process. Tomoyo, who we had just put on the couch to sleep off the Gender Cards effects, had woken up. She leaned forward to see what I was doing.

Syaoran must have lost his nerves and he stared to stutter "Uh…w-w-we can explain" Probably worried that she might have overheard our conversation.

She stood up and put her hands on her hips. "I should certainly think so."

I felt myself cower as she stood up to her full regal height and looked down at me with a slightly scolding impression.

Uh boy…I'm in for it now…

"I'd like to think that I taught you enough about make-up to know that that eye shadow does not go with that lip colour."

We both blinked. "…what?"

She huffed and knelt next to me, picking up a stick of lipstick and a container of eye shadow off the ground, which I had been planning to use on Eriol. "Here…this is a night colour, and this is a day colour, they don't co-ordinate."

"Yeah I know, that was the point."

She tutted and shook her head. "No no no! If you purposely make it look bad people will think it's a prank, but if you make it look like he's actually made an effort…" She trailed off and raised an eyebrow.

…Or maybe not…

A slow grin spread over my face. "…Ahhhh…I get you…" My brows crinkled in a frown. "Hang on, why are you helping us? I thought you of all people would be sticking up for him."

"Normally I would, but he didn't stick up for me when you wanted those tapes so I think he deserves a bit of torture." Then she smiled that innocent little Tomoyo grin. I never thought it possible for a sweet smile like that to radiate an aura of malevolence.

Tomoyo can be really creepy when she wants to be.

I'm just glad she didn't laugh.

~~~Several minutes later~~~

Tomoyo glanced down at Eriol's sleeping face as she expertly brushed on some eye shadow. "How come he hasn't woken up yet. I'd have thought with his magic he would be awake ages ago."

"He normally would have, but we didn't want him to wake up while we were putting the make-up on, so I used the sleep card."

"I thought that only worked on people without magic."

I shrugged and brushed a bit of excess blush off Eriol's cheek with my thumb. "They're my cards, I just had to ask nicely…there…how's that?"

Tomoyo turned her critical eye for detail over my handy-work. "Nice…ohh…put a bit more here, emphasize that cheek bone a bit more. I have to admit, for a guy, he has really nice cheek bones…"

Syaoran, finally getting a grip on the wonderful world of facial products, was sorting through the case for all the lip products. He frowned as he read the labels. "Did you want… 'Midnight', 'Sassy' or…" He paused and leaned closer to get a better look, 'Chocolate Obsession'." He blinked and glanced at me. "Chocolate obsession?"

"That's a lip balm. Smell it, it's really nice. Oh and give us that other lip stick…the one called 'Sassy'."

He chucked me the stick, then cautiously sniffed the lip balm…then sniffed it again.

"Like it?"

Syaoran sniffed it again and mumbled under his breath… "Hell, you should wear this one more often…" probably intending it to be for his ears only…

Tomoyo smothered a giggle as she started the eye shadow on the other eye. I merely raised an eyebrow and tried to keep a straight face.

He blinked and blushed. "I just said that out loud didn't I..?"

Tomoyo and I glanced at each other, and dissolved into a fit of giggles.

~~~Several more minutes later~~~

We stood back to survey our handy work.

"…He almost looks pretty in way now doesn't he…" She grinned and brushed her hands together. "Job well done"

"Of course…and you got to learn a thing or two, right Syaoran?"

"…Yeah, I suppose I did…" He paused and tilted his head to the side. "That mole was a nice touch…"

I grinned and eyed the aforementioned mole, which had been added using a bit of eyeliner just above Eriol's lip. "So, do you think it's time to wake him up?"

Tomoyo nodded and turned to both of us. "I think it's time. But remember, don't mention anything…I'll take the make-up case back to Sakura's and you two just go in the kitchen and make dinner or something coupleish like that so when he wakes up he hopefully won't suspect anything. Is everyone clear?"

I smiled and nodded. Syaoran saluted smartly and replied. "Crystal Ma'am"

"Should we call Nakuru to come and pick him up? I want to see her reaction when she sees him"

Tomoyo shook her head. "No…Eriol said that she went out shopping with Suppi today so she probably won't be home. Pity though, that would make a really good tape." She shrugged and picked up the case before heading to the door. "Here's hoping she bumps into him on the way home…"

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Eriol's POV:

BANG *CRASH!*

"Hoe!"

Okay…this isn't my house…

"I'm so sorry Syaoran! Oh…I'm such a clutz…"

I heard Syaoran chuckle, which needless to say, was the first thing that struck me as unusual. I opened my eyes and came face to face with…

…fuzzy couch material.

"It's okay Sakura…really"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure, You're the one who's going to have to clean it up after all."

Are they…are they flirting with each other??!

I vaguely remembered something about them, lip gloss and Tomoyo being happy then slightly miffed, but all I could really remember was being really irritated with Syaoran. They must be a couple though…by the sounds of things.

"Hoe…"

Syaoran chuckled again as Sakura grumbled unhappily. "Oohh…now you're making my feel guilty. ::long suffering sigh:: guess I'll just have to help you now…"

Okay…that sounds like Syaorans voice…but he sounds so…happy…and…non…Syaoran-ish…Hn…I always knew Sakura would be good for him

My general curiosity got the better of me, so I pushed up off the couch and stretched. I located my glasses on the coffee table after a few seconds of searching and slipped them on as I walked to the kitchen, hiding in the shadows just beyond the doorway. Syaoran was sweeping uncooked pasta into a pile as Sakura scooped it into a dustpan. She grinned and threw a piece at Syaoran. It hit him on the nose.

"Hey!"

She looked up, an innocent expression on her face. "Yes Syaoran?"

He rubbed his nose. "Oh, I was just wondering if you just got hit by a piece of gravity defying ravioli too"

"No, but thanks for the warning." She grinned and flicked another piece at him, hitting him on the chest. "Oh gee, there goes another one…got to watch out for that gravity defying ravioli."

He looked down at the piece of pasta lying innocently at his feet, then placed the broom against the kitchen bench. Sakura watched him cautiously then squealed and started to giggle uncontrollably as he leapt forward and started tickling her.

"HAHAHA-STOP! HIHIHIHI!!"

"A-hem"

They both froze and blushed then straightened up. "::cough:: Um, hey Eriol, did you have a nice sleep?"

"I suppose I did thank you Sakura." I glanced around. "Is Tomoyo still here or did she go home?"

Syaoran picked up the broom again and continued to sweep. "Oh, she said she was tired and wanted to go home. It's tough spending the day as the opposite of your gender…"

"I'll admit, it is rather trying."

Syaoran nodded in understanding; his eyebrows knitted in false sympathy. "Yeah, a real drag." Sakura, who had been scooping up the rest of the pasta into the dustpan, slipped and accidentally hit him in the leg with the handle. "Oh, sorry Syaoran, I slipped…"

I could have sworn she shot him a look, but it was too quick to establish what the look was, let alone why she had done it. I shook my head to dismiss the thought. "I must be going. It' getting late and I would like to get home before Nakuru gets bored and decides to see how many raspberry twisters it takes Suppi to destroy a room."

"You could stay for dinner if you like."

I shook my head. "No no, I wouldn't want to intrude" Sakura tipped the spilt pasta into the bin and they followed me to the door. "Are you going to walk home?"

"Yes, it's a nice time of the night, and despite the amount of walking I did today, I think the fresh air will do me good."

Sakura nodded and handed me my jacket as Syaoran flicked open the door and held it open. "Thank you, have fun you two. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"That doesn't say much, you don't have any morals…there isn't anything you wouldn't do…"

I chuckled and walked out the door. "You're probably right about that…Goodnight Sakura…my cute little descendant…"

Syaoran's chest thumped into Sakura's hand as she held it out to stop Syaoran coming after me… to inflict wounds no doubt. Sakura cheerfully called out. "Bye Eriol! Have a nice walk!"

I smiled and waited until the door clicked shut before I moved on. Strange though, I could have sworn I heard both of them start to laugh…

I strolled down the path, passing a middle-aged couple going for an evening stroll. I smiled and said as I passed. "Good evening."

They both gave me a funny look, before the lady replied, seeming a little unsure. "uh…evening…"

The next two people I passed both gave me strange looks too. I couldn't, for the life of me, think why. A guy, travelling in a largish group, passed and wolf whistled, causing the whole group to crack up. I frowned. There must be something I was missing.

"EEERRRIIIOOOLLL!!!"

There was a high pitched giggle and I saw Nakuru run towards me, laden down with more bags than I thought was possible for one person to carry alone and a slightly green looking Suppi clinging onto her shoulder.

"Hello Nakuru, did you have fun shopping?"

She nodded enthusiastically as she bounded towards me, causing the already slightly green guardian on her shoulder to go even greener. "Oh yes! There was this big sale on and my Touya was working there and he carried all my bags for me-" She stopped as she reached me. "Oh my god…"

"What…what's wrong."

She pointed to my face. "Oh my god..."

"What?"

"I LOVE THAT COLOUR!! Oh you have to tell me where you got that…what brand is it-"

"Nakuru, what are talking about?"

"Oh, that colour on your eyes, I like it, it really suits your face…"

"What colour?"

She paused and looked confused. Suppi floated off her shoulder. "Is this a new development Master? I never thought of you as a make-up sort of man..."

I frowned.

Then froze.

Then swore.

Their laughter echoed in my mind.

~~~~~

Syaoran's POV:

We both cracked up laughing as he left. I wiped a tear from my eye. "Oh, that was just brilliant."

Sakura was giggling helplessly next to me, but managed to compose herself enough to whack me on the arm.

"What was that for?"

"'A real drag' indeed, you might as well have called him 'Priscilla Queen of the Desert' and be done with it."

"Oh come on, you have to admit that was pretty funny."

She smirked slightly. "Yeah, I suppose for someone who doesn't have a sense of humor, it was pretty good."

"Hey, I have a sense of humor thank you very much."

"You didn't find that cat joke Eriol told you the other day very funny."

"That's because it was stupid." I crossed my arms in a look of stubbornness. "But you can't talk Miss 'You can stay for dinner if you like'. What if he had accepted? I wouldn't have been able to keep a straight face."

"I was merely being polite, and you know perfectly well that if I had have done otherwise, he would have known something was up."

I put on an innocent expression. "Oh I don't think he would have. He would probably just think you were anxious for a little 'alone time' with me. You know how his mind works."

She chuckled and reached for the door handle. "Sad, but you're probably right."

Since the unfortunate accident in the kitchen, I didn't have anything else to eat so we were going out for dinner.

Not that I'm complaining.

We stepped out onto the path and she slipped her hand into mine so our fingers entwined. I smiled down at her then turned my gaze back to the setting sun.

Well, today certainly had its' developments. Who knew Sakura could be just as evil as Eriol. She certainly pays attention. Originally it had been I who had started this whole revenge thing. But then Sakura just slipped right into the role…wore the pants of the situation, I suppose you could say. It was like she was just waiting for the opportunity. Hell, I'm just realizing how lucky I was that she didn't snap when I tried to take the cards off her the first time we met. The mind shudders at what she could have done to completely humiliate me. Unless this whole vengeful Sakura business is a new development. Maybe Eriol's just a bad influence. Not that that's much of a shocker. The sadistic little bastard set me one fire because of a photo. And he tried to burn my robes.

I felt Sakura's hand jolt and I looked to see why she had stopped. She was grinning as she leaned around a corner. I frowned and was about to ask why when a shriek of 'EEERRRIIIOOOLLL!!!' followed by familiar giggles filled the air. I smirked as I leaned around the corner and saw Nakuru and a green looking Suppi run up to Eriol. I bit my lip as Nakuru stopped in her tracks and pointed at Eriol's face. "Oh my god…"

Sakura pulled out the camera as Eriol replied. We were just close enough to hear him.

"What…what's wrong."

"Oh my god..."

Eriol started to look a little irritated. "What?"

I grinned and muttered under my breath "Wait for it…wait for it…"

"I LOVE THAT COLOUR!!"

I made a very Scooby sounding "Hmmnh?!?" as Nakuru started to babble.

"Nakuru, what are talking about?"

"Oh, that colour on your eyes, I like it, it really suits your face…"

Sakura snorted and smothered her giggles with her free hand.

"What colour?"

Nakuru looked confused as Suppi floated off her shoulder. "Is this a new development Master? I never thought of you as a make-up sort of man..."

Eriol froze, his eyes bugged out, and I saw him swear under his breath. I saw Sakura out of the corner of my eye put down the video camera and pick up a Polaroid camera from her bag. She giggled and stepped out from around the corner.

"Say cheese Eriol!"

He turned; a look of shock and slight fear on his face as a flash went off. I didn't have time to see anything else, as Sakura had darted back around the corner grabbing her bag and my arm in the process and bolted. Eriol's scream of rage echoed between the buildings as she dragged me along, giggling insanely.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"Heh…well, at least his voice was back to its' normal pitch this time.

~~~~~

The End

Wow, I managed to get 10 pages, so that's something. So what did you think? I had quite a bit of fun writing this story. It's not the end of what I like to call my 'Silly fic's' (Bad name…have to change that sometime…but that's the file name so it'll do for now ^-^) I've got an idea to do a series of short stories (with the CCS characters), one chapter is a new story, but that won't be out for a long time. Firstly I've got to finish 'Sakura and the Big (Slightly) Bad-Tempered Wolf' and then I've got to do another story (AU) which I've wanted to do for a while. (It'll probably be long too. I'm going to really try to develop the characters, the relationships and the story, so it shall be fun). Anyway, keep watching the pages for more story/chapter updates from moi!!

Ooh! If anyone is interested, I did a couple of drawings, basically just profile shots of the CCS characters in their alter egos. I think 'Xiao Lang' (a.k.a. Male Sakura) came out the best, but I'm not completely happy with 'Eli's'. I don't really have any pictures of Eriol, so most of it was drawn from the TV screen. (Pausing at all the good screen shots in the second CCS movie. ^-^) then I couldn't get her hair right, or the clothes and I kept changing it. It's a little smudgy, but it'll have to do. (I'm not on speaking terms with Adobe Photoshop…I get rather frustrated with that program.) Anyway, to find them, as well as some of my other drawings, just head to my rather poor excuse for a website (it's in my profile) and go to the picture's section.

Well, that's it for this little chappie. I know Sakura's a wee bit out of character in this whole story…but I like the concept of an evil Sakura. She just has so much potential. You don't see many evil Sakura stories. ^_~ Anyway, ciao till later!

StarDragon!