Chapter 11~
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Eriol gave Tomoyo a 'follow me' look and see did so, being pulled into a back room. He turned around and kissed her deeply, making her dizzy and lightheaded. She moaned into his lips, pleading him to further. She parted her lips letting him *explore* a little more.

He got lost in her fruity taste. "Are you wearing strawberry lip-gloss?" He asked, pulling away from her for a moment. She nodded her head deftly and pushed her lips onto his. He took control and ran his hands up her back, 'frisking her' and she giggled into him. He kissed her neck and moved down to her shoulder, much to her enjoyment.
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"I wonder where Tomoyo and Eriol got off to." Sakura wondered out loud, turning to Syaoran who had a knowing smirk on his face. "I think after tonight, your friend Tomoyo won't be a virgin anymore." He grinned wider at the shocked look on her face.

"You are a virgin aren't you Sakura?" He raised his eyebrow at her questioningly, already knowing the answer. "Y-yes. Why would you ask such a question?" She said angrily, staring at him with maddened eyes. "Don't ever accuse a girl of not being a virgin unless she says she's not a virgin already. OK?" She said the last part loudly so Syaoran would get the message.

He smirked again and twirled her around, stepping back onto the dance floor as an intermission song was played. ' Pop' By N'SYNC. (Blah! I hate them!! But, that song has a good beat.)
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~Meanwhile with Shika and Kazuo~

"So Shika, did you really get scared when you saw my bike blow up?" Kazuo asked while dancing behind Shika with his arms wrapped around her waist. Shika smiled slightly and said, "Well yeah. I never really hated you. You just got on my nerves when you acted like you were the brightest person on the planet. It got to me after a while."

"Is that so? Well, do I still get on your nerves?" He asked, a sly smile creeping onto his lips. He turned her around so that she would say her first answer. "No, not anymore." She smiled as she was pulled into a soft kiss that turned hot when they felt the electric charge that flew up their bodies when their lips touched.

He touched her in sensitive areas. She giggled and slapped his hand. "Naughty Kazuo, it seems like you enjoy what you have in your hands eh?" She raised an eyebrow jokingly as he blushed slightly then caught her lips in another mind spinning kiss.

Their tongues swirled in and out of each others mouths as others watched the side show intently until Kazuo said in an annoyed tone, "Do you people mind? This is private if you would be so kind to stay out of it!!"
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Rika sat by herself at a table, watching with envying eyes as Syaoran and Sakura danced in unison. She sighed and asked for another diet coke. Suddenly, a hand popped in front of her face and then two gleaming eyes. Hiroshi bent down and said in a formal tone, "Would you like to dance beautiful?" Rika blushed slightly and pretended to think.

"Well, I don't know." She started, Hiroshi giving her a mock sad look. "Well, maybe just once." She giggled and followed him out onto the dance floor, joining Sakura, Syaoran, Meiling, Aiko, Shika, Kazuo, Hana and Chow. They were now in a large/seperate group. They were in a circle with everyone dancing with their partner.

Chiharu and Yamazaki were in their little corner, talking and flirting with each other. They kissed a few times but nothing like what was going on in the steamy room with Eriol and Tomoyo. (Hehehe.)

Then Naoko and Shiro were no where to be seen. "Hey, where's Shiro and Naoko? They were here just a minute ago!" Rika asked, her arms around Hiroshi's neck.

"Shiro said that Naoko wasn't feeling well and that he was going to take her back to the house on one of the bikes." Hiroshi calmed her down, pushing a strand of hair out of her face. "She's fine, she's in the hands of Shiro." He smirked, then said, "Any you're in mine."

Rika traced his jawbone and laid her head on his chest. (Aww, isn't that cute?) A slow song came on with the intermission, and the speakers sounded. "Well folks, that's it for our live singers. We're going to play regular songs off of CD's now. Just give your requests to the disk jockey!!"
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"Syaoran, can we get a drink? I'm thirsty." Sakura whined, walking away from his warm arms. Syaoran growled, annoyed and said, "Sure, I'll go sit at our table." She walked up to the bartender and requested a coke.

The bartender smiled and said, "Sure thing miss." He filled a large glass of coke for her and poured an ounce of something else out of a bottle into her glass without her noticing.

"Thank you sir," she said, taking the drink from him and only receiving an innocent smile from him. She walked back to her table and took a big sip of it. The blood rushed to her head and she felt dizzy. She thought that it must be the heat so she took a few more sips. That only made the dizziness worse so she gulped down the remaining drink and held her stomach in agony.

Her head felt like it was on fire. The room was spinning at a sickening speed and she walked dizzily around the table. Her heart sped up and her stomach churned at an unnatural pace. Her eyes watered and she saw small spots in front of her eyes. 'Spinning, spinning, spinning. Faster and faster why won't it stop? The fire, the pain, it burns, burns like an unyielding fire!! Stop the pain, make it go away, someone!!' She couldn't talk for fear of loosing her lunch.

Syaoran grabbed her wrist and spat out, "Are you drunk at a party woman? That's not good manners!! We're about to visit my friends house and here you are getting drunk!" He dragged her to a corner and threw her on the couch.

He stopped short when he saw the blackness in her eyes, and the cold sweat on her skin. The fire red color on her cheeks and the bluish color on her lips. He placed his hand on her forehead and felt for a fever. He immediately removed his hand for it felt like a stove top left on high. (interesting simile isn't it?) He picked her up and rushed her to the bathroom where she threw up the remaining food in her stomach.

He went back out to get her change of clothes. He threw open the door that Eriol and Tomoyo lay behind and yelled, "Tomoyo! Change Sakura!! We're going to Mr. Killa's house now!!" Tomoyo flushed, and quickly did as she was told, placing her own shirt on quickly.

"Eriol, tell the others to change immediately too. Sakura's been drugged, and she's not safe at my house anymore. Call Shiro and tell him to meet us at Killa's house." Syaoran ordered, running back to Sakura but deciding not to barge in on her naked. His thoughts turned to when he threw her on the bench. 'How could I be so cruel to such a helpless girl. She was in trouble and I was abusing her.' He clenched his fists and tried to block the mental image.

A moment later, Tomoyo was walking out with a pale face, letting Syaoran back into the room. Sakura lay on the floor wearing a pale green dress tied with a dark green sash around the waist. The only thing wrong was that her face was ghost white and her breathing was heavy.

'No no no!! What's wrong with her? What did she take?' He yelled mentally while picking Sakura up and running to his car. "Everyone go to Mr. Killa's house after you get dressed. I'm going ahead so Sakura can get medical help." Syaoran barked at everyone while he drove away hastily.

"Please let her be all right." Syaoran said to himself while looking over at Sakura with tear filled eyes that refused to fall.
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End this chapter!! I know it's not that long but.... Sorry!! I have 2 projects due tomorrow and I haven't even started on them. I know, I'm a procrastinator but, so what?? Well, gotta do my homework!!! ~Kukaburry R&R