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Chapter 4: Hell of a Night
"KAIJU!" Touya shouted. "Why is there a GAKI here? Is he your SUITOR? The loud voice of her brother boomed all over the house. Her overprotective brother.
Looking out the front door Sakura immediately hid back at the dinning table. Oh no!!! What's Syaoran doing here? Isn't he supposed to be with his date tonight? Oops… the flowers seemed to work… BIG TIME. She was arranging the dinning table setting it for three but with the unexpected guest she made it for four. I just hope father could stop Touya from launching an attack to Syaoran. Poor jerk. Naw.. why should I care?
//////////////////// At the Front Door ////////////////
"What is this GAKI doing here?" Touya repeated. It takes a lot of self-control on his part not to attack the man in front of their doorsteps or should one say the interference of his father.
"Good evening Mr. Fujitaka. I was wondering if your invitation is still open." Syaoran whispered not liking the look that was given to him by the man with black hair. If looks could kill, he could already feel the impending doom that awaits him in joining the Kinomotos for dinner. His instincts dictate him to run and just go home, forget the diner invitation but his male ego won't allow him to back down now especially if there is a challenge for him. Who does this man think he is? Syaoran is man of honor and prestige in his country.
"Touya, calmed down. I invited him for dinner. This is Sakura's friend Syaoran, Syaoran Li. Syaoran this is my son Touya." He could see the stares that both exchanged, the hatred that build and vibrated between the two and it's not a nice situation being in between. "Come on Syaoran, dinner would be finish shortly, in a minute or two." Mr. Fujitaka ushered him to the living room and let him sit in the farthest chair from Touya to avoid any further conflict between the two. He went to the kitchen and finished the course he prepared for the meal.
"Nice to be acquainted with you, GAKI." Touya uttered emphasizing the last word. He made a mental list to ask Sakura who this Syaoran is. I better hear the acceptable reply or he is as good as damned.
(AN: Did Syaoran called Touya names?)
"You basta— " He was interrupted by the cheery voice of Sakura. "Oi, Touya… Li-kun dinner is ready." He heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't know what could happen if Sakura haven't interrupted their "little conversation." He knows for a fact that he wanted to land a fist on that arrogant face of Sakura's brother.
Sakura's face popped out on the door adjoining the living room and the dinning room and gave a puzzled look to her brother and Syaoran. What are they up to?
"Kaiju, took you so long enough to set the table. Did you help dad in cooking? Hope not. I don't want to have an upset stomach, ne?" Touya stated calmly as if they haven't got a guest.
"Touya!" She muttered, stomping at her brother's foot angrily. She couldn't believe her brother to embarrass her in front of their guest, not just any guest nevertheless in the presence of her ENEMY.
He was enjoying the scene that unfolds before him. Ms. Grumpy doesn't know how to cook. How amusing! He haven't any fun since he arrived in the Kinomoto residence except the fact of Sakura being embarrass by her own brother and it's starting to get better. For a change, he wasn't the center of attention. It's fascinating to watch Sakura's face turned as red as a tomato.
(AN: I don't know if Touya harasses Sakura even in front of other people especially Syaoran. I forgot their encounters in the series. Gomen :p )
"Guys… dinner is served." Fujitaka called in the dinning room.
Touya was first to walk off to the dinning room, followed by Syaoran who couldn't help but smirked to Sakura's predicament and last was Sakura who haven't passed the embarrassment stage.
The dinning table was in a rectangular shape with the arrangement of sits as follows Fujitaka and Touya are besides each other while Sakura and Syaoran are in the opposite side of them. Sakura faced her father while Syaoran was unlucky enough to face Touya.
Touya was still glaring hard at Syaoran who was eating like a robot; uncomfortable of the glares he received from him. Wasn't this supposed to be fun? Was this better than staying home? Oh Kami, am I being punish for being mean to Kinomoto today?
The silence of dinner is unnerving Sakura. It wasn't usually like this around dinnertime. It was typically irritating because of Touya's side comments but it was entertaining. But tonight, it's boring all right. No comments, nor side comments, maybe his brother has a disease or something call an ambulance pronto.
Sensing the tension around the air, Fujitaka broke the silence and spoke up. "So how was your stay in Japan so far Syaoran? Did you get to make new friends? I hope Sakura is not bothering you there. She's got lots of friend maybe she could introduce you to some."
"DAD you know I'm a good kid. I'll never go bothering other people unlike people I know." Sakura glance at his brother who turned his murderous glare at her, not a bit taken about she began eating her food.
Syaoran was a bit speechless. What should I say? That I have a pleasurable time mocking her dear daughter, getting her into trouble in school? Hell no! "Um… it is kind of exciting staying in a foreign country even though I'm a bit homesick. However, with the guidance of your lovely daughter, I find my stay here much more… enjoyable." He exclaimed lying through his gritted teeth.
Fujitaka was pleased with what Syaoran had stated. It was a compliment concerning his daughter. Touya was fuming, mumbling some incoherent words of not believing one word he said while Sakura was dumbfounded how a smooth liar he was.
The dinner continued in silence. A few jokes were cracked by Sakura to lighten the mood. Like: "I once heard a conversation between two young teenagers. One said that 'What does the word coincidence mean?' The other one exclaimed 'That's funny. I was going to ask you the same thing.' (AN: This joke is taken from the book "Lafftime Best Jokes.")
"Very funny, Ms. Grumpy," Syaoran whispered sarcastically. He caught the glare of daggers that Touya was sending his way. Uh-uh. Wrong move.
The meal consisted of a Caesar's salad, Wanton Soup, Fried Vegetables and Strawberry Cake. All was delighted of what they ate but not with the company.
The dinner went unexpectedly well, too well for Touya's liking.
"It was nice having your company Syaoran. I hope you can visit as sometime soon." Fujitaka said conversationally.
"The food taste great Mr. Fujitaka. I have enjoyed the meal." Syaoran commented, complimenting the dishes cooked by Sakura's father.
"I'll show Syaoran to the door dad." Sakura called as she led him to the front gate.
"Well, it's nice having you for dinner. But please… don't tell anyone that I don't know how to cook. Onegai…They believe I could do everything even cook…" Sakura begged.
"Is that so…Why shouldn't I tell them? I can get you back for ruining my date as I recall earlier. Or do you want ME to teach you cook. You know I'm an expert, if I might say so myself."
"No thank you. I can learn on my own."
"Suite yourself…" He said heading for the gate waving his hand, a gesture of his departure. He didn't notice that Touya was following him out.
"GAKI, don't even dare to make a move on kaiju or you won't know what will happen to you?" Touya warned.
"Don't worry, I'll try to stay out of her way, if she can resist my charm." Syaoran replied coolly. Touya's fist almost connected with his face if Fujitaka didn't go outside to say his goodbye to him.
AN: Hope you like this chapter. Please review… Suggestions for the next chapter are welcome.
written and posted: May 6, 2003
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