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Every night since the incident last week, Sakura has been having the same sex dream with Syaoran. She doesn't know why, since at this point she despises him to the core. She has every right to, too. He treated her so badly and as well as her best friend, although Tomoyo doesn't know it. He's just a horrible guy looking for some action. Sakura knows she has to take advantage of that.
She's been trying to plan on how to get him back, but she's not sure on what to decide on. She thought of calling Tomoyo and telling her that Syaoran cheated on her, but when Sakura goes to call her, she remembers that she was the person he cheated with. So that option would put both her and him on Tomoyo's hate list. She can't lose her best friend over some guy. It's not worth it.
Whenever she comes up with another idea, she keeps coming back to the night she spent with him. She doesn't remember much, since she was half asleep, yet her attention was stuck on him. She liked the way he kissed and touched her, but she knew that was all part of a wild dream she wished hadn't happened. In a way, she doesn't want to get him back. Maybe she feels sorry for him or something. She is, of course, still going to do it, but that won't rid of how she feels about it inside. She is just too nice of a person to make someone else feel hatred for themselves.
"Focus, Sakura," she told herself as she walked to her next class, which was Japanese 102. "Don't think about that now."
It was slightly breezy, just enough to whirl her skirt in the air. It wasn't cold, though. It was humid with the sun shining brightly. The warm weather made everyone around her smile. It made her do the same. For the first time in a long time, she actually felt happy. Not only because of the idea of seeking revenge on a certain someone, but also the thought of spring's arrival. She didn't care much for snow and cold climates. She liked the spring, since it also brought the sakura blossoms to full bloom, it did help that she was named after the same tree.
As she walked along the stone path, a guy's voice called out to her. She quickly turned, hoping it wasn't Syaoran. Fortunately, it wasn't. Thank god… however, the person in front of me is not exactly a person I expected to see.
"Hi Eriol," Sakura said, and clutched the books she was carrying.
He looked her up and down, smiling. "You're looking good today, Sakura. But I guess you didn't need me to tell you that."
She blushed. Eriol has been an old friend of hers since high school. She used to have a crush on him, but Tomoyo liked him, too. So Sakura backed off, and kept the crush a secret. That just shows how much having a best friend means to her, even if that fact gets in the way.
"Thank you," she replied, trying to keep from stuttering.
He smiled again and walked closer to her. She took in a deep breath, welcoming his closeness.
It has been a while since she last spoken him; about seven months to be exact. After high school, they drifted apart, only seeing each other during the summer a few times. She missed him a lot, too. Sure she had seen him around the campus, but she hasn't exactly gotten a chance to talk to him. She regrets not being able to keep in touch with him over the past few months, but life sort of got in the way, and Tomoyo.
"So, what are you doing later?" he asked, sounding interested.
She shrugged her shoulders. She wasn't going to tell him that she was just going to go to her apartment and do nothing. That's not exactly appealing to a guy: a girl who does nothing. She does do things, but usually she's too tired to get up and go out on the town.
"Well, would you like to go out to eat with me?" he asked, and grabbed a hold of her hand. "It doesn't have to be a date if you don't want it to be."
She looked down at his hand fitting so nicely on hers. She liked the feeling of him touching her. It felt way different than Syaoran. His was rough, but with a soft after affect. Eriol's was soft through and through. It made her warm and cozy inside, like a warm fire burning in her heart.
She then looked up at him. Maybe I should go out to eat with him. It would be good for me, and besides, it's not like I do it all the time either. Plus it would make Syaoran ultra jealous! Okay… maybe not, but it's nice to think he would!
"Okay, Eriol. I'd like that," she replied.
"Good," he smirked, showing his pearly whites.
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Sakura rushed home to get ready. She was so excited, as she fingered her way through the closet. She could not wait to go out with Eriol! The thought of that night made her giggle just the way Tomoyo had when bringing Syaoran over. She could not believe it, but was not annoyed by it.
After thumbing through a few outfits, she finally picked a black miniskirt and white tank top. She didn't care if she was going to be cold when she steps outside, she only cared about impressing him. She really wanted to keep his attention on her as well as his thoughts.
She put on the clothes and went over to her vanity to put make-up on. She was shocked on how good she looked. She thought she looked good before, but now she looks even more attractive. It's not only because of her outfit or make-up, it's also because of her joyful attitude. It made her smile on the outside and inside.
As she finished, there was a knock at the door. Thinking it was Eriol, she quickly jumped up and ran to the door.
She opened it, and was face to face with… Syaoran.
He quickly looked at her, gaping. "Wow, you… look hott," he said, admiring her. "Where are you going?"
She rolled her eyes, hiding her smile of pleasure. "I'm going on a date for your information. Now, will you please leave?"
He smirked and lightly pushed her aside as he walked into the apartment, welcoming himself. He sat down on the couch, stretching out his arms and legs. "So, does this mean we're over after all we've been through?"
She huffed and shut the door. "What do you mean? We were never together in the first place!"
"Yeah, we were. Don't you remember that night I first came over? You were all over me."
Her cheeks turned red. "Well that was in the past. It only counts if the other person has consent, Syaoran."
She was irritated by the site of him, yet she was also attracted to him. She liked his relaxed demeanor and easy-going-attitude. She admired that he could be like that, when she has a hard time even trying to be loose. He was the exact opposite of her, but she felt connected with him. She would never admit that though.
"Okay, okay," he said, and rested his head on the back of the sunken-in couch. "Can I at least stay here for the night? My roommate has his girlfriend in there, and he told me not to bother them."
She was about to say no when there was a knock at the door. She knew it was definitely Eriol. It wouldn't be good if he saw Syaoran on her couch, but then she also doesn't want Eriol to be seen by him. So she had to say the first word that came out of her mouth.
"All right, but if you say a single word, I will kill you," she replied, and moved toward the door. "Is it a deal?"
He shrugged and then nodded. "Deal."
She then opened the door. Eriol stood in front of her wearing a hoodie and shorts. He looked very handsome. The sight of him mad her knees weak and her heart skip a couple of beats.
"Wow," Sakura said. "You look great."
Eriol smiled. "That's my line," he said, and then reached for her hand. "Are you ready?"
She nodded and then followed him out the door.
Oh my God! I went from being a nobody to being a nobody into having the hottest guy in the palm of my hands, literally. I hope this moment never ends!
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To Be Continued…
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