The same day Syaoran decided to walk Sakura home so they had a chance to talk.
"So, you been practicing?" he asked, obviously referring to her magic.
"Yeah, I'm good enough that I don't need my staff anymore. How about you?"
"Well," he said, "I've decided to concentrate on physical training more than my magic for a while."
She looked at his abs and grinned. He smirked at her.
"So, what about those dance lessons? Are we up for them tomorrow after supper?" Sakura asked Syaoran.
He thought. "Um, yeah, I think that would be good for me. I can skip one day of training for this."
"Okay, sounds good. My brother might be there and he's kind of over-protective so..."
"Well then why don't we do it at my house?" asked Syaoran, "There won't be anyone there."
Sakura's eyes opened wide. She swallowed. Alone? At his house? She fought to control her voice as she spoke, "Sounds great Syaoran. Where do you live?"
"In the apartment a couple blocks up. I don't even have a roommate so it gets kind of lonely. You can come over any time you want." He looked over at her.
"What? You live alone? Oh yeah, your mom is still in Hong-Kong isn't she? How long are you going to be living by yourself?"
"Until I can find a room mate. Oh, here's your house Sakura. I guess I'll see you tomorrow." He started to walk away.
"Syaoran," she called, "Wait!" Immediately she thought Great, you have nothing to say, why did you call him back? He came back over and she grabbed his hand. "Um, here's my uh, number if you need, um, anything," she said as she scribbled her number on his hand. "Er -- I'll see you tomorrow." And with that she gave him and quick hug and a kiss on the cheek and ran into her house.
Syaoran rubbed his cheek thoughtfully where he could still feel Sakura's warmth. What am I doing? He mentally kicked himself. I can't do this! I'm here to protect her, not to fall in love with her! He stopped. Love? Where did that word come from?
Inside her house, Sakura flopped down on her bed. She could hear Touya stomping up the stairs. "SAKURA!" he bellowed as he opened her door, "Who was that I saw you with? Why were you jumping all over him?!"
She looked over at her brother. She had learned not to take him seriously when he was like this. "Touya," she soothed, "One, I'm eighteen, two, I was not jumping all over him, I was just saying goodbye, and three, he's an old friend. Do you remember Syaoran Li from when I was little? He's back and he's in some of my classes so we were just walking home together."
Touya was still bristling. "If he comes over here I'm going to --"
"Touya! Don't even say it. I will double whatever you do to him right back on you."
"Sakura, please don't tell me you're going to start hanging around with the gaki again," he pleaded and ran his hands through his black hair.
She laughed. "Don't worry Touya, we are just friends!" As soon as she said that Touya smiled and left her room. She started thinking about what she said. But are we just friends? she wondered, Sakura! Stop it! He only wants to be friends with you!
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What's wrong with me? Why can't I stop thinking about Sakura? Syaoran wondered as he caught himself daydreaming about her for the seventh time. He made himself some rice and wished that Sakura could be here with him. He pinched himself, hoping the pain would distract him from his thought. No luck.
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The next day was uneventful. Sakura fell out of her desk for the sixth time in a week and three more girls asked Syaoran out. Secretly Sakura was just waiting for the day to end so she could go over to Syaoran's house. She ran home trying to find something to wear that night.
Hmmm, not too revealing but it has to be sexy. She tried on a dress. "Ew," she muttered, "Too dressy. He'll think I'm crazy for coming in this." She tried on three more outfits with no success. Finally she decided on just a white skirt and a t-shirt. Not too original, but comfortable.
At his own house Syaoran had just got out of the shower. Sakura was scheduled to be there in 15 minutes. He walked into the bathroom put on a little bit of cologne so he would smell nice then he went into his room to get a shirt. Shit! he thought, What shirt should I wear? And then he laughed because he realized he sounded just like his sisters.
He heard the doorbell ring. Syaoran looked at his watch. Early. He set down his shirt and went to the door.
Oh, my God, Oh, my God. Sakura thought, He's going to think I'm all eager or something because I'm early. Sakura was frantic. The door opened. She looked in and was rewarded by the sight of Syaoran standing there with no shirt on. She blinked not saying anything. Oops, stop staring! "Uh, hey, sorry I'm early."
Syaoran, say something! his mind yelled, "Oh, it's no problem. Come in." He looked down and realized he wasn't wearing a shirt. "Um, I'll go get a shirt and I'll be right back." Sakura nodded and sat down on his couch. She could still smell his cologne after he left the room. She breathed deeply and started wringing her hands, wondering what to do next.
*~NOT THE END~*
A\N: I didn't write this chapter! Lol! I only helped! Awww but its so cute. Hehehehe I told her to add the no shirt part! ~_^ uh and sorry for the short chappie lol
