Hey pep! I'm back again ^O^;; Sorry if it's a little late, but at least I'm trying to update as much as possible. And yes, there will be another fic updatey coming out over the weekend for another one of my gals' bday ^O^

So here we go ^o^

Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday Karisa! Happy birthday to you!

Whee, happy birthday Karisa! So are you 14 or 15 now? Sorry, I have really bad memory ^^:: Anyways, sorry about this fic. I know it's really short but this is the best I can do now other than writing another five pages. But trust me, this is a really short fic so I'll be done probably in three or four chapters. Okay...maybe I haven't gone too far in this fic yet...^^;;

But happy birthday!

Now to the entertainment!

Disclaimer: Me no own CLAMPS!

Key: you should know it by now, otherwise, check first chap.



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Chapter 3: Entering the Lair



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Sakura stirred from her musing and picked up the phone, "Hello!"

"SAKURA!"

The emerald-eyed girl smiled slightly upon hearing the voice of her bestest friend, Tomoyo. With ease, she folded her legs together and leaned again the bed, "What's up with you? Why are you so hyper?"

"Oh my gosh!" Tomoyo squealed on the other end of the line. "You are not going to believe this! I just got the new five seconds again!"

Sakura chuckled, putting her constraint with Syaoran aside, "What's the news?"

"THERE'S A HOMECOMING DANCE NEXT MONTH!" Tomoyo shouted. "Ahh! I'm so excited! Just think of all the new dresses I'm going to make! And of course yours!"

"But, Tomoyo!" Sakura started. "I don't even know if I want to go to the dance or not!"

"Well, you got to!" Tomoyo whined. "Otherwise, I won't be able to make all these dresses for you!"

Sakura sweatdropped. As Tomoyo's best friend, she had tried out numerous outfits the young designer had sewn, but she wore them rarely. And that often put a frown on Tomoyo's face. For that reason, Tomoyo would make sure that she'll have no excuse but wear a dress for once.

"Alright, alright!" Sakura surrendered. "But we don't even know the theme for our class yet! And you know us freshmen always get the worst theme."

"Well," Tomoyo replied slowly, "not this year."

"Huh?"

"Heh heh."

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Ying Fa's eyes locked with amber pools as the Henchman hacked away her shackles. Xiao Lang, the Henchman, had a very pale complexion smooth as a cold stone. His face bared no expression, his lips did not curve, his eyes stared lifelessly, and his mouth clamped tightly. "Let's go," the melody of his voice was strange to Ying Fa's ear. One would expect such a gruesome demigod to have a harsh voice and ruthless manners, but he possessed none. His voice was quite airy with a hint of command, and he chunked away with shackles with precision and caution. Was he as cruel as everyone else believed? Ying Fa quietly followed the demigod, for there was no other way to go.

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"So," Sakura pleaded desperately, "are you going to tell me or not!"

"Heh heh," Tomoyo chuckled a couple more times before she began her story. "Anyway, the Seniors were making a film about Homecoming themes, and I was there *helping* them."

Sakura gasped, "You wouldn't!"

"Yup, I did." Tomoyo admitted. "I swapped homecoming themes for the Freshmen and Seniors right under their noses."

"Wow," Sakura commented, "and they didn't even notice that?"

"Nope, not at all."

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Ying Fa and Xiao Lang passed by the cemetery as they ventured further up the mountain. The curious auburn-haired woman glanced at the names on the plates. Her eyes jumped as she landed on a couple familiar names. Those were the girls that were offered to the demigod in the past. But who buried them? Was she going to end up the same fate as the rest of them? A corpse of white bones?

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"So what's the theme?" Sakura flipped over on her bed and landed on her stomach. She held the phone closely to her ear as she listened to Tomoyo's words closely.

"Sorry!" Tomoyo rejected. "You'll have to wait till the assembly this Friday like everyone else."

Sakura groaned, "Oh come on, Tomoyo!"

"Nope, sorry, no can do!" Tomoyo replied. "But trust me, the theme is great!"

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While still in her trend of thoughts, Ying Fa didn't notice as the demigod stopped suddenly in front of a tree.

"Oof!" Ying Fa mumbled as she stabbed her delicate nose into Xiao Lang's back.

The Henchman didn't even flinch. He raised his right hand and pressed lightly into the tree. An eerie green light shone, like the one Xiao Lang possessed when Ying Fa first met him, and a hole appeared in the trunk of the ancient tree.

*So this is his lair!* Sakura exclaimed. *No wonder nobody can ever find him!*

Xiao Lang stepped into his lair, and without waiting for the emerald-eyed woman, he continued walking at the speed of light. Ying Fa panted as she ran fast in order to stay at the same pace as her predator. She thought, *How could he walk so fast?* And she got her answer. She glanced down and her eyes widened. *Wha-?!*

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"Why does your mouth have to clamp so tight!" Sakura whined. "Alright, I'll find out tomorrow."

"Oh!" Tomoyo snapped her fingers. "I just remember!"

"Eh?" Sakura asked.

"Come to my house tomorrow!" invited Tomoyo.

"Why?" Sakura frowned. What is her best friend up to now?

"I gotta start taking some measurement of you!" Tomoyo babbled. "I think you have grown a couple inches over the summer! And then we can go over some designs and stuff like that!"

Sakura sweatdropped, she should have known. "Alright. But isn't it kind of early? I mean we don't even have a date yet!"

"Nuh uh uh! No excuse! We are going to the dance, with a date or not! You are going to wear that dress!" Tomoyo flatly stated that there was no turning back. "Besides, I am sure that there are guys that want to ask us, ne?"

"Umm...yeah!" Sakura replied half-heartedly. A guy? An image of a messy chestnut-haired, amber-eyed boy entered her mind.

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So how was that? Huh? I hope that's alright ^^:; So , tell me people, what do you guys think the homecoming themes are? I already have some ideas but it wouldn't hurt to hear a couple more ^o^ So, let me know, alright? Ja!

Update for next fic: Candy-coated High School---another birthday favor ^o^;