Hey guys, I'm baaack. Well, I know I haven't updated for a long time, but that's coz, I don't live at home. I live at my university campus, and so I can update only when I come home. Sorry!!! Well thanks to all those who reviwed, but what happened to all my earlier reviwers..? Don't you guys like my story?

To Kan-chan: I hope you are reading this. The kamasutra, is an ancient book on the art of making love, written in medieval India.

Disclaimer: The earlier one's apply.

Chapter 3- The Bold and the Beautiful.

For once in his life, Eriol did'nt feel very proud of himself. He rather felt ashamed, every time he remembered what had happened yesterday at school. Generally he would give himself a pat on the back, after having been successful in getting on Tomoyo's nerves. But this time, he was not so sure.

He had not missed the unmistakable glint of tears in her eyes. Maybe he had gone too far, and maybe it was time to apologise, he mused, as he trudged wearily to school.

' Hey, Syaoran' said Sakura at school, as she wrapped her arms around his waist. ' Hey Sakura' he said a little gruffly.

' What's the matter, Syaoran honey? Are you still mad at me?' she asked, while running her hands up and down his chest and whispering in his ear.

' Well, I can't believe, you thought I would do that to you!' he said, a hurt expression across his face. He was referring to the fact that she found The Kamasutra, and a packet of condoms in her desk.

All this while she was kissing his jaw and running her hands through his hair. Damn!!! He just could'nt think straight when she did that.

' I'm sorry Syaoran. Will you please forgive me?' she asked, all the while trailing butterfly kisses across his throat. He moaned. ' How can I not?' he said, before pulling her into his arms and closing his mouth over her's passionately.

' Syaoran?', Sakura managed to get out of her mouth, in between his kisses. She loved everything about him, his taste, his touch, his smell, and she could never get enough of him. ' Mmmnn' was all he said, as his tongue, wrestled against hers.

Sakura pulled away from his embrace, just enough to look at his face. 'I really think, that those two are meant to be together' she said, indicating Eriol and Tomoyo. A look of horror passed over Syaoran's face.

As soon, as Eriol entered class, the first thing he looked for was a familiar violet haired girl, and as soon as he saw her, he scowled.

She was bending over a guy's desk, and her short skirt was exposing her delectable behind, to the roving eye of every male in the class, while the guy she was talking to, was getting an ample look at her cleavage.

He strode purposefully towards her and grabbed her arm in a vice like grip, completely ignoring her gasp of protest. ' We need to talk' he snapped. At first confusion filled her lovely violet eyes, but they soon turned stormy. ' No we don't.' she snapped back, as she went over to her desk.

Just then, the Sensei entered the class, and everyone settled down to a long day of drudgery.

Eriol, did not hear a word that was being spoken in class. He was too busy thinking about a certain amethyst eyed girl, and the guy she was talking to. He scowled, once again.

The minute the bell rang signalling the lunch break, he grabbed his books and went in search of Tomoyo. He meant to have that talk with her.

But the minute he stepped out into the hallway, he saw her talking to the same guy once again. If the guy stepped any closer to Tomoyo, he was really gonna punch his jaw.

He stormed between them, and pointing his thumb towards the door told the guy, ' Out.' That one word, spoken with such conviction, got him what he wanted. The guy knew better than to mess with him.

Muttering something about seeing Tomoyo again, the guy left.

' What the.. Just who the hell do you think you are??' she flared up at Eriol.

' Why were you talking to Keston?' demanded Eriol. ( Keston is the last name of the guy she was talking to.) A look of utter bafflement passed Tomoyo's face. He actually had the audacity, to not only interrupt her conversation, but also demand why she was talking to him!!!

' His name is Ambrose' said Tomoyo, tossing her hair haughtily, ' and it's none of your business, what I speak to whom.'

' Ambrose!!' sneered Eriol, in utter disdain. ' No self respecting guy would ever have a name like that' he growled. ' And stay away from him, and stop flirting with him.'

She gasped at his sheer impertinence. What she wanted to do more than anything else was slap him, but instead controlling herself, she said in an icy tone, ' That's rich coming from you. All day you are surrounded by females who hardly wear any clothes!!!!'

' That's different' he said indifferently. Her jaw was now hanging open, incredulously. ' What I do with my life is none of your businesss!!!' she hissed at him.

' Stay away from him, or else he's going to have a physical handicap accompanying his defective name' was all he said, before he spun on his heel and walked of, leaving a furious Tomoyo, staring at his retreating back.

So guys, was this chapter any good? I really tried hard and I did my best. Please review and let me know. In the last chapter a lot of people seemed to think that Eriol was really mean, so I tried not to make him mean in this chapter. I hope I have succeded.