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Chapter Five: Untitled
Sakura danced down the huge winding staircase of their mansion, shocking most of the servants who had been used to seeing her gloomy face every day for three months.
She raised her arms above her head, stretching luxuriously as she flounced off towards the dining room. The movement made her white cotton blouse raise several inches, baring a line of her midriff and showing off her smooth, creamy skin. She paid no attention to it as she plopped down on her seat and smiled at Touya Kinimoto, her older brother, who was looking more than a little bit bewildered at her happy face.
"Well," Touya choked out. "This is certainly a change-"
Sakura nodded enthusiastically, spreading butter on her toast and failing to notice the playful wicked glint that came suddenly to her brother's eyes.
"-kaijuu." He finished.
Sakura's eyebrow twitched and her fingers flexed compulsively. She looked up and smiled sweetly at her brother, who had returned his attention to the newspaper he was reading. "Onii-chan?"
"Hn?" Touya grunted, sipping his coffee and not looking at her.
"Kaijuu ja nai mo!!" Sakura shouted, before stomping hard on the unsuspecting Touya's foot.
It was with an even happier face that Sakura left the house, leaving behind a furious Touya with a throbbing foot and a large, hot coffee stain on the lap of his slacks.
Serves you right! Sakura thought, satisfied.
~~
"Sakura-chan!"
"Ohayo, Rika-chan, Naoko-chan, Chiharu-chan!" Sakura waved at her friends as she walked over to where they were waiting in front of the mall.
"We thought you were going to be late again," Chiharu told her as they walked inside the air-conditioned building.
Sakura sweatdropped. "Heh, sorry guys."
"Nah, it's fine." Rika said in her usual kind voice.
"Oh yeah, Sakura-chan, I've been meaning to ask you-" Naoko turned to her, her dark brown hair swaying.
"What about?" Sakura asked, turning attentively to her bespectacled friend.
"I called you last night and your onii-chan told me you were out," Naoko told her.
Sakura was rescued from having to answer because her cell phone suddenly started ringing. Ignoring Chiharu's teasing voice saying softly 'I swear, she's got that cell programmed to ring whenever we start questioning her,' she stabbed at the keypad and said, "Hai?"
"Ohayo, Sakura," a low, masculine voice replied. "It's Eriol. Switch on to video phone mode, please."
Her smile widening, Sakura lowered the phone and looked at the screen, where a smiling dark-haired guy waved at her. "Ohayo, Eriol! Why'd you call?"
"Just checking up on you," he replied.
"Oh?" She moved several feet away from her friends, who were all looking curiously at her and trying to catch a glimpse of the person in her vid-phone. "C'mon, spill it out! Why'd you call?"
Eriol chuckled, his azure blue eyes disappearing as his eyes crinkled cutely. "Fine, fine, I just called to ask if you would like to go out with me tonight."
"Go---out?" Sakura squeaked, a faint blush tinting her face and an uncertain look on her eyes. Eriol interpreted her expression accurately, and he reiterated hurriedly, "Not a date, Sakura! I just wanted to spend some time with a very dear friend of mine."
Her face relaxed and she glanced up to where her friends were still staring at her. "Oh. Oh! It's not that, Eriol. I promised my friends that we'd go out tonight." When she saw Eriol's mouth pout a little in disappointment, she couldn't help laughing.
"Mou, Eriol! You're using your puppy dog eyes again!"
In the screen, Eriol's eyes widened even more and he smiled winningly at her.
"All right already! You can come with us if you want." Sakura acquiesced, not being able to resist another smile as Eriol's eyes lit up.
"Thanks, Sakura. Where are we going?"
Sakura pursed her lips and shook her head at him. "That's a-secret. I tell you though, dress in something. sexy."
Sakura ended the connection then, though not without a final look at Eriol's open mouth and shocked expression.
~~
Sakura checked her appearance in her car's windows before walking up to the entrance of the club where she, Rika, Chiharu, Naoko, and Eriol had agreed to meet. She couldn't help a small grin at the last name on her list; she still couldn't imagine Eriol dressing in anything sexy, though she couldn't deny that he could easily carry off anything he chose to wear. He had a certain cool flair that made it hard for every normal-blooded girl not to give him a second glance.
A wistful look crossed her face as she remembered that Syaoran had been one of those people. A lot of females had still tried to get him to be their boyfriends, and that had been after they became a couple. She hadn't cared about it though, just as Syaoran hadn't cared much when other guys still paid her appreciative attention. They both had complete trust in each other.
Sakura shook her head as she stepped through the club's revolving glass doors, oblivious to the heads turning as she confidently walked in to the posh and decent looking club.
It had been a long time since she had dressed in anything like the outfit that she was wearing now. A long, trendy, brown scarf was wrapped around her neck, the ends reaching up to her legs behind her back, though her long, glossy, auburn hair covered it almost halfway. She was wearing a white tank top and a black leather skirt, with brown boots coming up to just below her kneecaps which nevertheless failed to hide her long, slim legs. A lot of guys were already checking her out as she waved at Rika and Chiharu who were at a table near the dance floor and she wasn't even wearing make-up!
"You've got every male eyeing you here, Sakura-chan." Chiharu told her with a grin.
Sakura only smiled at her, her head bobbing every now and then to the beat of the loud music pulsing from the speakers all over the place. "Where's Naoko-chan, you guys?"
Rika shook her head. "She couldn't make it. She's got a date tonight with Rheece, remember?"
Sakura thought of the Rheece, the fair-haired, brown-eyed senior who had been Naoko's boyfriend for six months. Suddenly, a girl they were all familiar with plopped down on the seat beside Chiharu.
"Hi, Melissa!" They greeted, smiling at the perky redhead.
"Hi guys! Sorry for barging in, but I couldn't see where any of my friends had gone." Melissa said apologetically. "Have you seen Carla and Jen?"
Sakura was about to answer when a low voice behind her stopped her. "Sorry I'm late."
She already knew it was Eriol who had arrived, so she just nodded and didn't even look at him, still watching the dancers on the dance floor and nodding her head in time with the music.
"I'm sorry, but do we know you?" Melissa asked in an unusually soft voice.
Eriol smiled disarmingly at her and she blushed almost as red as her hair. "I'm Sakura's friend, Eriol Hiragizawa. I'm pleased to meet you all." He extended a hand towards all of them except Sakura.
Melissa fluttered her eyelashes at him. "Believe me, the pleasure is all mine."
He just nodded at her, before turning to Sakura who was sipping on the Coke in can that she had just ordered. "So, been here long?"
"No, I just arrived." Sakura replied, turning to look at him properly. What she saw almost made her jaw drop.
Eriol wasn't wearing glasses!
"What-" Sakura stared at him in shock. "What happened to your glasses?!"
"I'm wearing contact lenses." Eriol answered. "You can't possibly expect me to wear glasses when I'm dressed like this. Have a little more respect for my fashion sense!" Saying so, he stood up and Sakura was able to get a clear look of what he was wearing.
Eriol was wearing baggy black pants, a white shirt that fit him snugly, emphasizing his nice build and a black leather jacket. The solid white and black combination set off his naturally light complexion and even emphasized the blue streaks in his jet-black hair. She was right, Sakura thought absently, studying his outfit. He could wear anything and get away with it. What fascinated her truly were his eyes, though. She couldn't believe how incredibly enchanting his deep blue eyes could be, given an unobstructed view of them.
His voice brought her back from her musings. "Want to dance?"
"You want to dance?" Sakura looked at him in shock. "To music like this?! I thought you only knew how to dance to classical music!"
Eriol shrugged as he took her hand and pulled her to her feet, guiding her to the dance floor. "There's a first time for everything."
A few moments later, Sakura was seriously doubting that it had been Eriol's first time. The way he moved, he could have passed off for being just another trendy teenager with an unbelievably fit body for dancing. Shaking her head, Sakura grinned and threw all caution to the air. She moved a little bit closer to Eriol and matched his every move with a more complicated one of hers.
"A challenge?" He asked huskily, his eyes glinting as he too moved closer to her. In response, Sakura raised her arms and swayed her hips suggestively.
The couples surrounding them had a caught Eriol's words and they stepped back obligingly, gazing appreciatively at the two attractive teens engaged in the contest in the middle of the floor.
They were both good dancers, there was no doubting that. All of their moves were in perfect time to the music, each small gesture emphasizing their every step, the other's movements complimenting the other one's well.
It came almost as a surprise when the music finally stopped leaving Sakura with one hand on Eriol's chest and both of Eriol's hands on Sakura's slim waist as a final pose. A beat, and then suddenly, everybody was clapping enthusiastically as the pair took their exit and bowed simultaneously before returning to their seats where Rika, Chiharu, and Melissa were staring at them in amazement.
"You know each other well, I take it?" Melissa's voice came timidly.
Chiharu studied the pair in front of her, before taking a drink of her Sprite. "What a question." She said wryly.
Sakura and Eriol just laughed at them.
A/N: I know, I know. That was a pathetic way to end this chapter. I couldn't think of anything better. I'll improve, I promise. But anyway, if you really want a fic with a nice cliffhanger, try my other fic, 'Tsubasa Wings.' It's an Inu Yasha fanfic that easy enough to understand without having to know the actual story of the animé. If you don't wanna, it's okay. Just bear with me and this fic, guys!
I'm accepting anonymous reviews now. so please, people, Review! It's kinda hard to continue this story without inspiration, you know?!
Chapter Five: Untitled
Sakura danced down the huge winding staircase of their mansion, shocking most of the servants who had been used to seeing her gloomy face every day for three months.
She raised her arms above her head, stretching luxuriously as she flounced off towards the dining room. The movement made her white cotton blouse raise several inches, baring a line of her midriff and showing off her smooth, creamy skin. She paid no attention to it as she plopped down on her seat and smiled at Touya Kinimoto, her older brother, who was looking more than a little bit bewildered at her happy face.
"Well," Touya choked out. "This is certainly a change-"
Sakura nodded enthusiastically, spreading butter on her toast and failing to notice the playful wicked glint that came suddenly to her brother's eyes.
"-kaijuu." He finished.
Sakura's eyebrow twitched and her fingers flexed compulsively. She looked up and smiled sweetly at her brother, who had returned his attention to the newspaper he was reading. "Onii-chan?"
"Hn?" Touya grunted, sipping his coffee and not looking at her.
"Kaijuu ja nai mo!!" Sakura shouted, before stomping hard on the unsuspecting Touya's foot.
It was with an even happier face that Sakura left the house, leaving behind a furious Touya with a throbbing foot and a large, hot coffee stain on the lap of his slacks.
Serves you right! Sakura thought, satisfied.
~~
"Sakura-chan!"
"Ohayo, Rika-chan, Naoko-chan, Chiharu-chan!" Sakura waved at her friends as she walked over to where they were waiting in front of the mall.
"We thought you were going to be late again," Chiharu told her as they walked inside the air-conditioned building.
Sakura sweatdropped. "Heh, sorry guys."
"Nah, it's fine." Rika said in her usual kind voice.
"Oh yeah, Sakura-chan, I've been meaning to ask you-" Naoko turned to her, her dark brown hair swaying.
"What about?" Sakura asked, turning attentively to her bespectacled friend.
"I called you last night and your onii-chan told me you were out," Naoko told her.
Sakura was rescued from having to answer because her cell phone suddenly started ringing. Ignoring Chiharu's teasing voice saying softly 'I swear, she's got that cell programmed to ring whenever we start questioning her,' she stabbed at the keypad and said, "Hai?"
"Ohayo, Sakura," a low, masculine voice replied. "It's Eriol. Switch on to video phone mode, please."
Her smile widening, Sakura lowered the phone and looked at the screen, where a smiling dark-haired guy waved at her. "Ohayo, Eriol! Why'd you call?"
"Just checking up on you," he replied.
"Oh?" She moved several feet away from her friends, who were all looking curiously at her and trying to catch a glimpse of the person in her vid-phone. "C'mon, spill it out! Why'd you call?"
Eriol chuckled, his azure blue eyes disappearing as his eyes crinkled cutely. "Fine, fine, I just called to ask if you would like to go out with me tonight."
"Go---out?" Sakura squeaked, a faint blush tinting her face and an uncertain look on her eyes. Eriol interpreted her expression accurately, and he reiterated hurriedly, "Not a date, Sakura! I just wanted to spend some time with a very dear friend of mine."
Her face relaxed and she glanced up to where her friends were still staring at her. "Oh. Oh! It's not that, Eriol. I promised my friends that we'd go out tonight." When she saw Eriol's mouth pout a little in disappointment, she couldn't help laughing.
"Mou, Eriol! You're using your puppy dog eyes again!"
In the screen, Eriol's eyes widened even more and he smiled winningly at her.
"All right already! You can come with us if you want." Sakura acquiesced, not being able to resist another smile as Eriol's eyes lit up.
"Thanks, Sakura. Where are we going?"
Sakura pursed her lips and shook her head at him. "That's a-secret. I tell you though, dress in something. sexy."
Sakura ended the connection then, though not without a final look at Eriol's open mouth and shocked expression.
~~
Sakura checked her appearance in her car's windows before walking up to the entrance of the club where she, Rika, Chiharu, Naoko, and Eriol had agreed to meet. She couldn't help a small grin at the last name on her list; she still couldn't imagine Eriol dressing in anything sexy, though she couldn't deny that he could easily carry off anything he chose to wear. He had a certain cool flair that made it hard for every normal-blooded girl not to give him a second glance.
A wistful look crossed her face as she remembered that Syaoran had been one of those people. A lot of females had still tried to get him to be their boyfriends, and that had been after they became a couple. She hadn't cared about it though, just as Syaoran hadn't cared much when other guys still paid her appreciative attention. They both had complete trust in each other.
Sakura shook her head as she stepped through the club's revolving glass doors, oblivious to the heads turning as she confidently walked in to the posh and decent looking club.
It had been a long time since she had dressed in anything like the outfit that she was wearing now. A long, trendy, brown scarf was wrapped around her neck, the ends reaching up to her legs behind her back, though her long, glossy, auburn hair covered it almost halfway. She was wearing a white tank top and a black leather skirt, with brown boots coming up to just below her kneecaps which nevertheless failed to hide her long, slim legs. A lot of guys were already checking her out as she waved at Rika and Chiharu who were at a table near the dance floor and she wasn't even wearing make-up!
"You've got every male eyeing you here, Sakura-chan." Chiharu told her with a grin.
Sakura only smiled at her, her head bobbing every now and then to the beat of the loud music pulsing from the speakers all over the place. "Where's Naoko-chan, you guys?"
Rika shook her head. "She couldn't make it. She's got a date tonight with Rheece, remember?"
Sakura thought of the Rheece, the fair-haired, brown-eyed senior who had been Naoko's boyfriend for six months. Suddenly, a girl they were all familiar with plopped down on the seat beside Chiharu.
"Hi, Melissa!" They greeted, smiling at the perky redhead.
"Hi guys! Sorry for barging in, but I couldn't see where any of my friends had gone." Melissa said apologetically. "Have you seen Carla and Jen?"
Sakura was about to answer when a low voice behind her stopped her. "Sorry I'm late."
She already knew it was Eriol who had arrived, so she just nodded and didn't even look at him, still watching the dancers on the dance floor and nodding her head in time with the music.
"I'm sorry, but do we know you?" Melissa asked in an unusually soft voice.
Eriol smiled disarmingly at her and she blushed almost as red as her hair. "I'm Sakura's friend, Eriol Hiragizawa. I'm pleased to meet you all." He extended a hand towards all of them except Sakura.
Melissa fluttered her eyelashes at him. "Believe me, the pleasure is all mine."
He just nodded at her, before turning to Sakura who was sipping on the Coke in can that she had just ordered. "So, been here long?"
"No, I just arrived." Sakura replied, turning to look at him properly. What she saw almost made her jaw drop.
Eriol wasn't wearing glasses!
"What-" Sakura stared at him in shock. "What happened to your glasses?!"
"I'm wearing contact lenses." Eriol answered. "You can't possibly expect me to wear glasses when I'm dressed like this. Have a little more respect for my fashion sense!" Saying so, he stood up and Sakura was able to get a clear look of what he was wearing.
Eriol was wearing baggy black pants, a white shirt that fit him snugly, emphasizing his nice build and a black leather jacket. The solid white and black combination set off his naturally light complexion and even emphasized the blue streaks in his jet-black hair. She was right, Sakura thought absently, studying his outfit. He could wear anything and get away with it. What fascinated her truly were his eyes, though. She couldn't believe how incredibly enchanting his deep blue eyes could be, given an unobstructed view of them.
His voice brought her back from her musings. "Want to dance?"
"You want to dance?" Sakura looked at him in shock. "To music like this?! I thought you only knew how to dance to classical music!"
Eriol shrugged as he took her hand and pulled her to her feet, guiding her to the dance floor. "There's a first time for everything."
A few moments later, Sakura was seriously doubting that it had been Eriol's first time. The way he moved, he could have passed off for being just another trendy teenager with an unbelievably fit body for dancing. Shaking her head, Sakura grinned and threw all caution to the air. She moved a little bit closer to Eriol and matched his every move with a more complicated one of hers.
"A challenge?" He asked huskily, his eyes glinting as he too moved closer to her. In response, Sakura raised her arms and swayed her hips suggestively.
The couples surrounding them had a caught Eriol's words and they stepped back obligingly, gazing appreciatively at the two attractive teens engaged in the contest in the middle of the floor.
They were both good dancers, there was no doubting that. All of their moves were in perfect time to the music, each small gesture emphasizing their every step, the other's movements complimenting the other one's well.
It came almost as a surprise when the music finally stopped leaving Sakura with one hand on Eriol's chest and both of Eriol's hands on Sakura's slim waist as a final pose. A beat, and then suddenly, everybody was clapping enthusiastically as the pair took their exit and bowed simultaneously before returning to their seats where Rika, Chiharu, and Melissa were staring at them in amazement.
"You know each other well, I take it?" Melissa's voice came timidly.
Chiharu studied the pair in front of her, before taking a drink of her Sprite. "What a question." She said wryly.
Sakura and Eriol just laughed at them.
A/N: I know, I know. That was a pathetic way to end this chapter. I couldn't think of anything better. I'll improve, I promise. But anyway, if you really want a fic with a nice cliffhanger, try my other fic, 'Tsubasa Wings.' It's an Inu Yasha fanfic that easy enough to understand without having to know the actual story of the animé. If you don't wanna, it's okay. Just bear with me and this fic, guys!
I'm accepting anonymous reviews now. so please, people, Review! It's kinda hard to continue this story without inspiration, you know?!