=That Dream=
Chapter 7
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"Descendent."
That's not a tone of voice you hear with Eriol everyday. I stare at him, as I leave my door open. A fast escape route.
"Yes?" I inquire uncertainly. I don't want to get Eriol riled up. He always told me to be calm, but whenever he's angry, he's not the most charming person, but he does happen to get a wee bit violent.
"Do you know what you did today?"
What a stupid question. Of COURSE I knew what I did today! But, I'm not going to answer like that.
"Well, yes."
"Did you know that I saw what you did today?"
Duh. That's the whole reason I did what I did.
"No, I wasn't aware."
"Well, are you trying to be a sniveling coward behind my back!?"
I don't think this is going very well, but as I'm a good person, I'm going to play dumb.
"What are you talking about?"
"YOU KISSED TOMOYO! YOU--YOU BASTARD! HOW COULD YOU?! YOU KNOW THAT I LIKE HER!"
What he did next, was completely unexpected.
Eriol punched me.
In my right eye! DAMMIT! ERIOL PUNCHED ME! Oh, this is definitely a brawl.
"Listen, (*swing*) you asshole! (*swing*) I tried (*punch*) to make you jealous for a reason!"
I watched as Eriol stumbled back, holding his cheek. He snarled at me before he jumped at me. We got into a good fight, and well, I'm sorry to say, Eriol is a good fighter. Too bad I was going to have to kick his ass.
"You (*punch*) kissed (*swing*) TOMOYO! (*kick*)" I clutched my side in pain, as I jumped up and did a roundhouse kick.
"STOP IT!"
We both stop what we're doing immediately. I gulp, because I know that voice. I turned around ever so slowly, and I stared at the reason I did anything these days. Sakura.
Sakura was staring at me, with something akin to hurt on her face, and she was staring at Eriol and I with contempt.
"Eriol. It's your loss. You should've gotten to *sob* Tomoyo first! You know what, I don't know what I'm doing here. Say, Syao--Li-kun, I hope everything goes well with--with Tomoyo-san."
My mouth is wide open, and I watch as she runs off. I start to run after her, but Eriol pulls me back.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?! We aren't finished here!" I immediately duck as Eriol tires to punch me. My nose is flat enough already, it doesn't need to be any flatter. {For all of those who think I'm mutilating our poor Syaoran, I'm Asian, Vietnamese in fact, and Asian people have the flatter noses. So, no, for all of those ready to jump me, I'm not making fun of or 'dissing' Syaoran.}
"DAMMIT, ERIOL, WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?!"
I shove Eriol off of me, and I pin him on the ground.
"I kissed Tomoyo on the cheek to make her jealous! Dammit, she likes you, NOT ME! So what? You like her. I don't give a damn at this point. I ruined ANY chances I had with Sakura, because of your big, fat mouth!"
At this I punch him.
He didn't notice, but he looks at me and says instead, "She likes me?"
"Yes, stupid. I told her I'd tell you. So you can schedule a date. Now, as I've said, any chances with Sakura are RUINED! Ruined goddammit. I hate you, Eriol."
Eriol dismisses me with a wave of his hand, and asks again, "She likes me?"
"What did I just say?! Of course she likes you! Sakura doesn't like ME! Hello, which one is worse?"
I start yelling, and I scramble over to the couch, nursing my right eye. Sakura overheard Eriol, but who didn't, with that big mouth of his? I can't believe this, it's not fair. Not fair at all. I definitely don't have a chance with Sakura now!
Eriol, finally out of his stupor, comes over to me and pats me on the back. I jerk away from him, and get up. He sighs, and twists his hand. I come back to the couch, my arms bound to my side. I can't get up, dammit all to hell!
"Now you listen to me. I'm sorry."
"Guess what? I don't care!"
I huff, since I can't cross my arms, I slump.
"Listen, he who has little faith, I am going to right your wrong."
"What wrong?! I didn't do anything. You know, I could have pretended I was in France*, you nitwit!"
Eriol glared darkly at me, and I did something childish, I stuck my tongue out at him. He sighs and takes off his glasses and starts to wipe them.
"Listen, like I said, I'll right your wrong. And before you do anything, you didn't have to make me jealous. You know how I can get when I feel that something I--erm--have a slight attraction to is being taken over."
I roll my eyes at him, and I spit in his lap. Well, I tried to spit in his face, but it fell a little short.
"Dammit, Syaoran, these are my good pants!"
"I don't care. Listen here, bastard, you came in here punching me, ruined anything with Sakura that I had, and now Tomoyo is probably going to hate me now."
"If Tomoyo hates you, it won't bother me. Hell, it'd make me feel better."
I glare at him, and he clamps his mouth shut. But he smiles and says, "Syaoran, I have a proposition for you."
I shrug my shoulders, or tried to anyhow, and turn my head away. I wasn't in the mood to listen to anything Eriol had to say. He groaned, and then twisted his magic to make my head face him.
"Listen to me, Li Syaoran, I want to make a bet with you. I think that if we can do this, and cooperate together, that little fight we had earlier can be forgotten, what do you say?"
"How about NO!"
Eriol coughed, and said, "I can make Sakura yours."
"I don't want Sakura to be MINE! I want Sakura to be herself and belong to HERSELF, she doesn't belong to me or anyone for that matter!"
"Why do you have to be difficult?"
"Because you slugged me in my eye, that's why!"
I watched as Eriol kept glaring at me. "It's your fault, you know? You didn't have to kiss Tomoyo."
I was going to break these little magic chains Eriol had on me. I growled, and I got an ingenious idea.
"What if I told you that Tomoyo wanted me to do that?"
Eriol tried to keep his cool, but I could see his pale skin turning red. He swallowed rather forcedly.
"I would say that you're full of shit. Now listen here, I have a bet for you."
I rolled my eyes, as there was nothing for me to do anyhow. He read my thoughts, and he frowned at me. Then he brightened considerably.
"I bet that I can get Sakura to like you, even go out with you, by the end of next week. If I lose, you can tell Tomoyo *anything* you want about me. And I mean that."
"I want to publicly humiliate you."
I see him flinch, but then he smiles wanly and says, "I agree, you can instead, publicly humiliate me."
"No. I'm doing both. I tell Tomoyo anything I want about you, and I humiliate you."
"Fine," Eriol bit out. I sneer at this. Take that, baka.
"And if I win, you are to live out that ludicrous dream of yours."
I stare at him, wide-eyed. I had a-many dreams.
"The one where you're the one naked. You will spend a whole day naked. And this day will be a Wednesday."
I stare at him. Me? Naked? For a whole day? On Wednesday?
"Why Wednesday?" I asked him.
"Because it's a full moon."
I glare at him. "Bad pun."
"So what? So what do you say?"
I glance at him, as I turn my head the other way. I finally got my head out of his confines. I can see that he notices this, and strengthens his magic.
"I say okay. But, what am I to during this bet?"
"Absolutely nothing, except get a date for Tomoyo and myself."
"Fine, it's a deal."
Eriol nods at me, and he undid my bindings. He stands and I stand. He holds out his hand, as an informal way of signing our contract. Too bad this made me not able to back out on it. Both our magic was enforced into it with this simple handshake.
"Well, Li Syaoran, I'm going to get to work. You should probably do something about that eye."
"Same goes to you, Hiiragizawa."
I watch as Eriol leaves. I sit down with my head in my hands, and I cry. Because I couldn't do it in front of Eriol. It would show my weakness. That being Sakura.
I know there's nothing that Eriol would be able to do. Because, I'm certain Sakura hates me now. She called me 'Li-kun.' There's nothing I can do to salvage this. Oh boy, I agreed to this 'bet' because if Eriol follows through, I can be with Sakura. Fat chance. Sakura hates me now! Maybe I should call Tomoyo to warn her.
But, before I can get to the phone. It rings.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Gaki, what the hell did you do to my imouto?!"
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End Chapter 7
*Meaning that people in France greet each other by kissing one another on the cheek.
Chapter 7
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"Descendent."
That's not a tone of voice you hear with Eriol everyday. I stare at him, as I leave my door open. A fast escape route.
"Yes?" I inquire uncertainly. I don't want to get Eriol riled up. He always told me to be calm, but whenever he's angry, he's not the most charming person, but he does happen to get a wee bit violent.
"Do you know what you did today?"
What a stupid question. Of COURSE I knew what I did today! But, I'm not going to answer like that.
"Well, yes."
"Did you know that I saw what you did today?"
Duh. That's the whole reason I did what I did.
"No, I wasn't aware."
"Well, are you trying to be a sniveling coward behind my back!?"
I don't think this is going very well, but as I'm a good person, I'm going to play dumb.
"What are you talking about?"
"YOU KISSED TOMOYO! YOU--YOU BASTARD! HOW COULD YOU?! YOU KNOW THAT I LIKE HER!"
What he did next, was completely unexpected.
Eriol punched me.
In my right eye! DAMMIT! ERIOL PUNCHED ME! Oh, this is definitely a brawl.
"Listen, (*swing*) you asshole! (*swing*) I tried (*punch*) to make you jealous for a reason!"
I watched as Eriol stumbled back, holding his cheek. He snarled at me before he jumped at me. We got into a good fight, and well, I'm sorry to say, Eriol is a good fighter. Too bad I was going to have to kick his ass.
"You (*punch*) kissed (*swing*) TOMOYO! (*kick*)" I clutched my side in pain, as I jumped up and did a roundhouse kick.
"STOP IT!"
We both stop what we're doing immediately. I gulp, because I know that voice. I turned around ever so slowly, and I stared at the reason I did anything these days. Sakura.
Sakura was staring at me, with something akin to hurt on her face, and she was staring at Eriol and I with contempt.
"Eriol. It's your loss. You should've gotten to *sob* Tomoyo first! You know what, I don't know what I'm doing here. Say, Syao--Li-kun, I hope everything goes well with--with Tomoyo-san."
My mouth is wide open, and I watch as she runs off. I start to run after her, but Eriol pulls me back.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?! We aren't finished here!" I immediately duck as Eriol tires to punch me. My nose is flat enough already, it doesn't need to be any flatter. {For all of those who think I'm mutilating our poor Syaoran, I'm Asian, Vietnamese in fact, and Asian people have the flatter noses. So, no, for all of those ready to jump me, I'm not making fun of or 'dissing' Syaoran.}
"DAMMIT, ERIOL, WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?!"
I shove Eriol off of me, and I pin him on the ground.
"I kissed Tomoyo on the cheek to make her jealous! Dammit, she likes you, NOT ME! So what? You like her. I don't give a damn at this point. I ruined ANY chances I had with Sakura, because of your big, fat mouth!"
At this I punch him.
He didn't notice, but he looks at me and says instead, "She likes me?"
"Yes, stupid. I told her I'd tell you. So you can schedule a date. Now, as I've said, any chances with Sakura are RUINED! Ruined goddammit. I hate you, Eriol."
Eriol dismisses me with a wave of his hand, and asks again, "She likes me?"
"What did I just say?! Of course she likes you! Sakura doesn't like ME! Hello, which one is worse?"
I start yelling, and I scramble over to the couch, nursing my right eye. Sakura overheard Eriol, but who didn't, with that big mouth of his? I can't believe this, it's not fair. Not fair at all. I definitely don't have a chance with Sakura now!
Eriol, finally out of his stupor, comes over to me and pats me on the back. I jerk away from him, and get up. He sighs, and twists his hand. I come back to the couch, my arms bound to my side. I can't get up, dammit all to hell!
"Now you listen to me. I'm sorry."
"Guess what? I don't care!"
I huff, since I can't cross my arms, I slump.
"Listen, he who has little faith, I am going to right your wrong."
"What wrong?! I didn't do anything. You know, I could have pretended I was in France*, you nitwit!"
Eriol glared darkly at me, and I did something childish, I stuck my tongue out at him. He sighs and takes off his glasses and starts to wipe them.
"Listen, like I said, I'll right your wrong. And before you do anything, you didn't have to make me jealous. You know how I can get when I feel that something I--erm--have a slight attraction to is being taken over."
I roll my eyes at him, and I spit in his lap. Well, I tried to spit in his face, but it fell a little short.
"Dammit, Syaoran, these are my good pants!"
"I don't care. Listen here, bastard, you came in here punching me, ruined anything with Sakura that I had, and now Tomoyo is probably going to hate me now."
"If Tomoyo hates you, it won't bother me. Hell, it'd make me feel better."
I glare at him, and he clamps his mouth shut. But he smiles and says, "Syaoran, I have a proposition for you."
I shrug my shoulders, or tried to anyhow, and turn my head away. I wasn't in the mood to listen to anything Eriol had to say. He groaned, and then twisted his magic to make my head face him.
"Listen to me, Li Syaoran, I want to make a bet with you. I think that if we can do this, and cooperate together, that little fight we had earlier can be forgotten, what do you say?"
"How about NO!"
Eriol coughed, and said, "I can make Sakura yours."
"I don't want Sakura to be MINE! I want Sakura to be herself and belong to HERSELF, she doesn't belong to me or anyone for that matter!"
"Why do you have to be difficult?"
"Because you slugged me in my eye, that's why!"
I watched as Eriol kept glaring at me. "It's your fault, you know? You didn't have to kiss Tomoyo."
I was going to break these little magic chains Eriol had on me. I growled, and I got an ingenious idea.
"What if I told you that Tomoyo wanted me to do that?"
Eriol tried to keep his cool, but I could see his pale skin turning red. He swallowed rather forcedly.
"I would say that you're full of shit. Now listen here, I have a bet for you."
I rolled my eyes, as there was nothing for me to do anyhow. He read my thoughts, and he frowned at me. Then he brightened considerably.
"I bet that I can get Sakura to like you, even go out with you, by the end of next week. If I lose, you can tell Tomoyo *anything* you want about me. And I mean that."
"I want to publicly humiliate you."
I see him flinch, but then he smiles wanly and says, "I agree, you can instead, publicly humiliate me."
"No. I'm doing both. I tell Tomoyo anything I want about you, and I humiliate you."
"Fine," Eriol bit out. I sneer at this. Take that, baka.
"And if I win, you are to live out that ludicrous dream of yours."
I stare at him, wide-eyed. I had a-many dreams.
"The one where you're the one naked. You will spend a whole day naked. And this day will be a Wednesday."
I stare at him. Me? Naked? For a whole day? On Wednesday?
"Why Wednesday?" I asked him.
"Because it's a full moon."
I glare at him. "Bad pun."
"So what? So what do you say?"
I glance at him, as I turn my head the other way. I finally got my head out of his confines. I can see that he notices this, and strengthens his magic.
"I say okay. But, what am I to during this bet?"
"Absolutely nothing, except get a date for Tomoyo and myself."
"Fine, it's a deal."
Eriol nods at me, and he undid my bindings. He stands and I stand. He holds out his hand, as an informal way of signing our contract. Too bad this made me not able to back out on it. Both our magic was enforced into it with this simple handshake.
"Well, Li Syaoran, I'm going to get to work. You should probably do something about that eye."
"Same goes to you, Hiiragizawa."
I watch as Eriol leaves. I sit down with my head in my hands, and I cry. Because I couldn't do it in front of Eriol. It would show my weakness. That being Sakura.
I know there's nothing that Eriol would be able to do. Because, I'm certain Sakura hates me now. She called me 'Li-kun.' There's nothing I can do to salvage this. Oh boy, I agreed to this 'bet' because if Eriol follows through, I can be with Sakura. Fat chance. Sakura hates me now! Maybe I should call Tomoyo to warn her.
But, before I can get to the phone. It rings.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Gaki, what the hell did you do to my imouto?!"
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End Chapter 7
*Meaning that people in France greet each other by kissing one another on the cheek.