That night was the dance. Sakura agreed to meet Tomoyo an hour beforehand at her house. Syaoran said he could pick them up from there at 9:00pm when the dance started.

She couldn't help thinking how awkward it was going to be when he picked them up. Yet again, she cursed herself for telling him that she loved him. She was just hoping that it wouldn't ruin their friendship.

Sakura was in her room, trying to figure out what to wear. Tomoyo was due to arrive any minute now.

"Argh, I have nothing to wear!!!" Sakura complained flipping through her closet.

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door. Sakura opened and there stood Tomoyo with a big grin on her face.

"SAKURA! Guess what? I brought you a present!" She handed Sakura a box wrapped in pink paper. "Open it, bitch!" (A/N: I just had to say that!)

Sakura looked at her friend. Then she looked at the box and opened it. Inside, were a skirt and a matching shirt.

"Oh my god!" Sakura yelled happily, " you shouldn't have!"

"Go try it on. I designed it just for you," Tomoyo urged.

Sakura went into her bathroom and slipped on the skirt and then the shirt. If fit perfectly.

When Sakura came out, Tomoyo's eyes widened and she fell over anime style. "It looks awesome! Syaoran's going to be aroused tonight!"

Sakura sweatdropped and smacked her friend in the shoulder, causing Tomoyo to yelp. "Haha. Very funny Tomoyo!"

Sakura looked at herself in the full-length mirror. The outfit was all white except for little pink cherry blossoms that were randomly placed down the sides of the skirt and in the middle of the shirt. The skirt ended just above her knees and had a small slit on each side. The shirt was sleeveless and had a square neckline.

"It's beautiful, Tomoyo! Thank you!" Sakura said, then looked at her hair, " but what am I gonna do with my hair?"

Tomoyo thought for a second. "Nothing. It looks great down. So when's Syaoran picking us up?" she asked.

Sakura looked at her watch. 8:43pm. "He'll be here in about 15 minutes," Sakura replied, "Just enough time to do my make up."

****

Syaoran had just gotten out of the shower. He couldn't believe he hadn't told Sakura how he felt when he had the chance. "I want to go home..." he whimpered, starting to cry. (A/N: Just kidding, he didn't say that or start to cry!)

He ran into his living room and started dancing around naked. "Mambo, mambo! Wheee!" he shrieked, twirling around. He looked out the window. An old woman was staring at him with a scared expression on her face. He ran over to the window and shoved his ass up against the glass. The lady screamed and ran away. (A/N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Okay, none of this happened either. LOL! I'm just gonna start that paragraph again...)

Okay, Syaoran walked into his room to put on some clothes. He rubbed his hair dry and pulled on some baggy black pants. He walked back into the bathroom to put on some cologne and brush his pearly whites.

As he was doing this he couldn't stop thinking about Sakura. He kept picturing her hurt face as she left the nurses office earlier that day. I wonder if she really meant what she said? He thought. Syaoran turned and looked at the clock. "Shit. I'm late!" He cursed. He grabbed a shirt and his keys for his black BMW and ran out the door.

****

"Syaoran's late!" Tomoyo whined, sitting on the edge of Sakura's bed.

I wonder if he's embarrassed because of what I said. I wish I knew how he actually felt! Sakura thought sadly, he probably doesn't feel the same way or he would have told me. Sakura sighed loudly making Tomoyo give her a questioning look.

Right at that moment the doorbell rang and they ran downstairs. Sakura opened the door and saw Syaoran standing there, looking incredibly cute. She couldn't help but stare at him.

Oh, my God! She looks beautiful. Syaoran couldn't tear his eyes away or even say anything.

"HEEEELLLOOOOOOO?" Tomoyo said, waving her hand in front of their faces, "Anybody home?"

Sakura shook her head slightly, and snapped out of her trance. "Um, hi Syaoran. Ready to go?" she asked, blushing.

"Okay, let's go." He said, turning around and leading them to his car.

****

"Hurry up Misha! We're going to be late for the dance! This is our only chance, LET'S GO!" Rukawa yelled impatiently since he'd been waiting for Misha for the last two hours.

"Alright, alright! I'm ready." Misha looked at him. "Like the dress?" she said twirling around to show off her outfit. She was wearing a hot pink dress that barely covered her ass. It was paired with some white, knee-high, leather boots.

He gave out a whistle. "Stunning. Now let's go!"

****

When Tomoyo, Syaoran, and Sakura arrived at the school, the dance had already started and there were tons of kids standing around in groups, some of them seemingly drunk. Ching was one of them.

A few seconds later, a red jaguar drove up. Out hopped a slutty looking girl, with long black hair to her lower back, wearing a short, hot pink dress and hooker boots. From the driver's side, came a good-looking guy, with spiky, blonde hair, wearing shades.

By the way they walked, you could tell they had a high opinion of themselves.

Tomoyo stared at the blonde guy's ass and whistled. "Yum yum! What a hottie!"

Syaoran laughed at her. He looked over at the guy, and his expression sobered. He could feel bad vibes coming off him. He looked at Sakura and raised his eyebrows, wondering if she had felt them too.

There's something wrong with those two, Sakura thought, It just doesn't feel right. She looked at Syaoran and could tell by his face that he felt it too.

Sakura and Syaoran shook off the feeling as they proceeded into the gym.

The gym was huge but it was full of teenagers and loud music. It was decorated with balloons and multicolored lasers that were flashing all over the walls.

"Ooh, aah. Pretty!" Tomoyo squealed looking around the gym.

All three walked to the dance floor to join their friends.

****

"Oh, Rukawa, don't you just love the lights?!" asked Misha, hanging off Rukawa's arm.

"Yeah, great," he said, nonchalantly, "But remember, our mission here is to find out if these two are close enough for our plan to work."

"Oh! There they are!" said Misha pointing to Syaoran and Sakura on the dance floor, "Let's go over and introduce ourselves."

****

While Sakura was on the dance floor, the guy with shades and spiky, blonde hair approached her.

"Hi. I'm Rukawa. And this is my girlfriend, Misha," he pointed to the girl with the tight, pink dress, "We're from a different school. Would you mind if we hung out with you?"

Not wanting to be mean, Sakura said, "Sure. I'm Sakura, that's Syaoran," she pointed, "And that's Tomoyo." She went on to introduce her other friends that were around them.

A slow beat started to fill the gym and Syaoran automatically grabbed Sakura's hand. He wrapped his arms around her waist. "Wanna dance?"

"Um, sure," she said, blushing a deep red. (A/N: Tomato girl!)

Rukawa grabbed Misha and pulled her to the side of the dance floor but close enough that they could watch Syaoran and Sakura.

"Ha! Those two definitely have something going on!" Misha pointed out.

"I guess our plan will work, just don't forget what you have to do, Misha!" Rukawa reminded her, grinning an evil toothy smile. (A/N: Like the Grinch! Lol!)

****

"Sakura, about today," Syaoran began as they dance, "I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you sooner but Tomoyo barged in. The fact is, Sakura I-" He stopped all of a sudden as Misha tripped (*Cough*Cough*, Ran into him) and hit his back, causing him to be pushed closer to Sakura. He could smell her intoxicating perfume and it made him almost high. (A/N: haha! High on perfume!)

"It's okay, Syaoran, I know how you feel," Sakura said sadly, thinking he was about to tell her how he just wanted to be friends. I don't think I could stand him telling me he doesn't love me, she thought.

If she knows how I feel, Syaoran thought, then why does she look so sad? If she loves me and she knows I love her why wouldn't she be happy?

Both of them tried to block their thoughts for the rest of the dance, but were unable to forget what Sakura had said in the nurse's office earlier that day. One was wishing she had never said it and the other was wishing she'd say it again.

****AFTER THE DANCE****

Misha ran out of the gym and consequently rammed right into Syaoran, who was standing all by himself. He looked at her, wondering if she was purposefully running into him, or just very clumsy.

"Why are you crying, Misha?" he asked, showing little concern.

"Oh, Syaoran," she wailed, throwing herself at him, "It's Rukawa. He *sniff sniff* dumped me!!!" She heaved in his arms pretending to cry.

"Er, I'm sorry?" Syaoran said, awkwardly patting her back.

"Wah! We lived together and now I have nowhere to stay. Can I come to you house for a while?" She looked up at him, with fake tears in her eyes, "Please."

"Ummm, okay, I guess you can stay for the night. I have a guest room." Syaoran answered. He was still getting weird vibes off her and didn't know if it was such a good idea.

"Thank you, thank you Syaoran!" she screamed, throwing herself on him again.

Sakura witnessed all this from the doors, where her and Tomoyo were waiting for their ride.

"Tomoyo, I don't need a ride home, I think I'll walk," Sakura said, thinking she could stop by Syaoran's apartment on the way home, and see what was up.

*~NOT THE END~*

A/N: AH! Evil people at his apartment, what's going to happen!? Stay tuned, and you'll find out. HAHAHA! And I'm sorry about the totally weird, slightly perverted part *that never actually happened*……you know the Syaoran dancing naked part……yeah, that was just funni. Lol! We couldn't help it! We had to write it! Tell me if you liked it! ^_^