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The night with Eriol was going perfectly. First they went out to eat at tiny hip hang out for college kids. Although it wasn't a fancy restaurant like Sakura had in her fantasy, it was still romantic, even all the way down to them sharing a cherry soda with two twisty straws.
Once they were through eating, Eriol suggesting going to a dance club, which Sakura hesitated on. The only time she dances is when she's in front of the mirror in her room pretending she's Ayu. Anyway the only time she really danced in front of people is when she is playing DDR at the local arcade. Other than that, she has never danced in a crowd. She liked to do it, but she didn't believe she was good. She wasn't all that bad, either, but in her eyes, she didn't think she had enough experience to go to a night club, especially one where a lot of her classmates attend.
"I don't know, Eriol," she replied, staring at her feet. "I'm not sure if I want to go dancing."
He lifted up her head so their eyes met. "Sakura, don't be so hard on yourself. You have a lot of potential if you would just have faith in yourself."
She stared into his eyes. Sincerity and hope lifted from the center of them and into hers. With all her heart, she trusted him. He never steered her wrong before, so why should he now? He really had no reason to, unless he had conjured up some plan to embarrass her or something. But he wouldn't do that, he's too nice.
"Do you really think so?" she asked. For some reason, she needed to know his thought on herself. She should've already known the answer, yet she needed his approval. It made her seem like Tomoyo, whom always requests what a guy thinks she should or should not do.
He smiled and nodded. "Of course. I would not lie to you."
Maybe he is being honest. It's the first time a guy really has been that way to me. Syaoran bluntly lies to my face when he said I was a goddess. I may be beautiful…but I'm not a pushover that lets guys toy around with me while they are doing the same thing to another. No way! No matter how cute they are, I won't stand for it… Well maybe if it was Yukito… Oh, dream on, Sakura!
The corners of her mouth began to curl, forming a slight smile. "All right. I will try it, but if I make a fool of myself, please stop me."
"I promise," he said, placing a hand over his heart. He then stood up and lifted her from the chair. "Now lets go!"
They headed down the sidewalk, which a lit by the neon signs in the store windows they passed as well as the street lights hanging overhead. The scent of warm dumplings and lumpia filled the air. The aroma made her think about the summer they had spent together along with Tomoyo. It made great memories that hide in the back of her mind. She missed those days, really, even though she was jealous that she wasn't the one with Eriol. She still thought how wonderful it was to be together all at the same time.
"Eriol, you remember when we were all together hanging out at the local strip mall during the summer?" she asked, reminiscing. "We had so much fun running from the cops and watching street racing."
He nodded. "Yes I do remember," he replied, and smiled. "When Tomoyo was there, too."
"Yep," she said. "I wish we could go back to those times."
After a few blocks, they finally got to the dance club. The bouncer let them in after checking their ID's. Inside the club, everything was bouncing, the lights and the people. The center of the dance floor looked like a giant ripple that spread through the place. Music was pumping out of the speakers as the DJ spun records. The whole scene was something like out of a movie. However, Sakura felt as if she was on a ship that was bouncing out on the open sea.
"I… I don't know if I can do this," she said, stepping back a few steps. Her face glistened with sweat and she hasn't even began to dance yet, and her heart was beating to the rhythm of the music. "I'm too nervous."
He turned his head. "Come on, Sakura. You'll be fine," he said, and reached out for her hand. "Everyone's nervous in the beginning, but after a while, they forget about it and only think about the fun they are having."
She shrugged her shoulders as she tried not to look at the sea of people before her. "I don't know, Eriol."
He didn't reply to her, nor was he actually looking at her. His eyes looked beyond her, into a crowd. His face turned red all of the sudden, as if someone had just spray painted it. Sakura turned to find out what he was looking at when she saw Tomoyo off in the distance behind the bar. It surprised her to know that her best friend had been working at a bar and she was not even told about it.
"Tomoyo?" Sakura questioned, and then turned to Eriol, who was still gazing past her. "I didn't know she worked here."
He soon nodded. "Yeah, she's been working here for a while."
As Sakura stood there, she realized what was happening. She could not let Tomoyo spoil a wonderful date with Eriol. Taking a deep breath, she charged toward him and pulled him onto the dance floor. She tried to find the rhythm of the music, but was unable to do so, since she thought too much about it.
Eriol noticed her conflict and rested his hands on her hips. He helped her sway close to him so she could get the feel to the music. She blushed and her heart raced faster. She could not believe he was touching her in the way that he was. He seemed so respectful toward her that she didn't think he would touch her like that until they've been dating a lot longer. Needless to say, she didn't mind it, though.
She smiled. "I'm not used to this music," she said, laughing. "I mostly dance to Ayu and Momusu."
"I can tell," he replied, and pulled her closer. "I can also tell you're a great dancer."
"Thanks," she said, and bit her lower lip, holding back a giggle.
When they finally returned to the apartment, an uncomfortable silence hindered the moment, like having bad breath right before a kiss. She did not know what to say or do, apparently he did not either. She could only add more to awkwardness by starting to unlock her door.
After a few minutes he finally said, "I had a great time, Sakura. I hope to go out with you again. And maybe Tomoyo could come along, like old times."
She smiled. "Okay, sounds good."
He leaned in to kiss her cheek and then left. She quickly jumped in excitement while giggling happily.
Yes, Sakura! You did it! You have a guy who likes you and really wants to see you again! This is my chance to show everyone that I am still a beautiful person.
I am beautiful.
She opened the door to see nothing but darkness. "Maybe he went home," she said to herself, and then reached for the light switch. As light filled the room, she found herself wrong when Syaoran was laying on her couch, asleep. He looked like a small sweet child as he slept. He sort of even looked cute and innocent to her. Yet, when he's awake he turns into a raging-hormone typical guy.
Too bad…
She got in her pajamas and slipped into bed. Her eyes closed and she slid off into her dream. Maybe one with Eriol…
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The next day:
"Oh my god!"
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To Be Continued…
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