"I'm so tired," Rika moaned helplessly.
"Are you in Drama?" Chiharu asked. Rika shook her head. "Oh, I was going to say the teacher doesn't care if you sleep in there."
"Do you think they would notice if I snuck into to Drama?" Rika asked with a smile.
"Psssh. Yea!" Naoko said with a laugh. "You know there is such a thing as roll call."
"Yea." Rika smiled sheepishly.
"Hey, Chiharu, did I tell you we saw Takashi yesterday?" Sakura asked, eager to tell the girls about Naoko and her's adventure.
"Oh really?" Chiharu perked up slightly.
"Yea," Naoko joined in. "We went to see Eriol's garage band play."
"What?" Tomoyo asked, apparently tuning in when she heard 'Eriol.'
Sakura smiled. "Yea. We saw Ryan and Eriol when we were driving, and they invited us to come hang with them."
"They kicked assage!" Naoko said with a grin.
"That's so cool," Tomoyo said with a smile. "I wish I could have gotten it on tape." The girls laughed.
"We should ask Eriol and Ryan when their next practice is," Sakura said to Naoko.
"Yes, I think we should," Naoko agreed. "Ryan had a nice ass."
There was a moment of silence before the girls burst into a fit of laughs. "And I'm so sure you were looking," Rika said.
"Well . . . can you blame a girl?" Naoko shrugged.
"Awww. A whore after my own heart," Rika joked as she hugged Naoko.
Naoko gaped in return. "Just cause I think his ass is nice doesn't mean I'm a whore!"
"Who's ass?"
She turned around and saw Ryan standing there. 'Oh shit.' He was smiling. "Hey."
"Hey," She said back, her cheeks going red.
"Is something wrong?" He asked when he noticed the change in color.
"No!" Naoko blushed even harder. Had he heard her? "What's up?" She said as coolly as she could.
"Nothin much. I just came by to see if you and your friends wanted to come to see our band play." He held out the flyers that were in his hand.
"Yea, of course." Naoko passed them to Sakura and Tomoyo who passed them around the rest of the gang.
"It's 5 bucks to get in, but it's gunna be a hell of a show. Lots of bands. We managed to get Barely Blind to come," Ryan said.
"Oh," Naoko said, pretending to know who they were.
"Well, I'll be looking for you. Later," He said before walking off.
"Later," Naoko said after him. She started to drift into a daydream about him.
"Oh my God!" Rika interrupted.
"What?" Naoko finally turned around to face the other girls.
"He was so totally checking you out!" Rika exclaimed with a laugh.
"Really?" Naoko asked, unable to hide the blush.
"Yea!" Tomoyo agreed.
"Ohhhh! Look Gentle Ben's playing! That's Takashi's band!" Chiharu said excitedly.
"Where's it at?" Rika asked as she looked over it.
"The Art Complex," Naoko read aloud. "Where the hell is that?"
"I think it's somewhere downtown," Sakura said. "It says 'call Syaoran for directions at 577-9709.'"
"Ok, we all have to go," Rika said, looking at all of them in turn. They all agreed to meet that Friday night.
"Hey, Sakura," Tomoyo said before they all were about to go to their separate classes. "You be in charge of calling Syaoran for directions, alright?"
Sakura shrugged. "Sure." They went their ways. Sakura was walking through the halls when she noticed Syaoran and some geeky girl exchanging money.
"Is next Monday alright?" The girl asked shyly.
"Uh . . ." Syaoran thought for a moment. "Yea, Monday's fine."
"Alright." She scurried off down the hall.
Syaoran saw Sakura watching him and turned his back. Something told her to say anything. "Hey!"
He turned around again. "What?"
"Why was that girl giving you money?" Sakura blurted out before she could stop herself.
"Why do you care?" Syaoran asked coldly.
"Dunno . . . Just wondering if you were whoring yourself or something." Sakura's eyes went wide when she just realized what she had said. 'Open mouth, insert foot.'
To her surprise, he smiled. Like really smiled. "Why, you interested?" He did a fake suggestive wink.
Sakura blushed. "No!"
Syaoran shrugged; his smile dimming somewhat. "Suit yourself." He went to leave.
"Wait!"
Syaoran sighed. "I give guitar lessons, alright? I've been giving that girl lessons. She's like this big fan of Hoobastank and wanted to learn all their songs. Alright?"
"Um ok. But I was just gunna ask where the Art Complex was." Sakura laughed nervously.
"Oh." He looked down at the flyer that Sakura was holding out. "You gunna come?" He asked instead of answering.
"Yeah, Ryan invited me and my friends," Sakura found herself blushing under his gaze.
"Chill," He said after a moment. "Hey, we gotta get to class. Just call me later, alright?" Syaoran said, pointing at his number on the sheet.
"Um, ok."
Syaoran turned and walked down the hall to his next class, leaving a very dumbfounded Sakura. 'He's got a nice ass.' Sakura hit herself on the forehead and hurried off to her next class.
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Tomoyo leaned her cheek on her hand as she prepared to daze off. She hated this class.
"Hey!" She heard someone whisper nearby. Tomoyo turned her head and saw Eriol. She blushed immediately. He threw a wad of paper at her and winked. She put on her best smile before turning around and un-crumpling the piece of paper. It had one word on it.
'Hey.'
She couldn't help but laugh and received a few looks for it. She turned her head and gave him a look. He grinned sheepishly. She shook her head and took her pen, writing 'Aloha' on it. She checked to make sure the teacher wasn't looking before tossing it to Eriol.
A few moments later and the piece of paper landed on her desk. She opened it up stifled a laugh again.
'Sup?'
'You're so weird' she wrote back before tossing it over her shoulder again at him.
It bounced off her head and landed in her lap this time.
'You know you want me'
Tomoyo flipped her hair and fake glared at him before writing 'I want you, I need you, oh, baby, baby' and throwing it back at him.
The wad landed next to her desk, so she had to lean over to pick it up.
'After class, the janitor's closet?'
Tomoyo opened and closed her mouth several times. He was kidding, right? 'I was joking' she wrote and threw it at his face.
"Miss Daidouji, Mister Hiiragizawa outside!" The teacher bellowed. "You're disrupting my class!"
While Tomoyo tried to think up a good excuse, Eriol just walked by with a grin on his face. He stopped at the door and looked back at her. Tomoyo got up and followed outside.
"Ugh! You retard!" She slapped Eriol's arm once they were outside. "I've never been sent out of class!"
Eriol shrugged. "Pleased to be there with you," He said sarcastically. There was a moment of silence. "So what do you want to do for the next 45 minutes or so?"
Tomoyo shrugged, pushing the fact that she had just been sent out of class to the back of her head. She walked next to Eriol as they walked along the school halls. "Where are we going?" She ventured to ask.
"Well, considering my next period is lunch, I'm leaving." He glanced over at her. "Wanna come?"
Tomoyo smiled. She felt rebellious. "Yea. We won't get in trouble?"
"Nah." Eriol held the door open for her as she walked out after him.
"Hey, Eriol?" Tomoyo asked once they were sitting in this restaurant she had never seen before.
"Hm?" Eriol asked without looking up from the menu.
"Are you going to be there tomorrow night at the Art Complex?" She asked.
"Course. Why? Are you going?"
"Yea, probably." Tomoyo diverted her gaze to the menu when Eriol looked up.
"Do you have a crush on me?"
Tomoyo's eyes widened. Did he just ask me that? "Noo, why would you say something like that?" She hoped her voice sounded convincing.
"Well, you did give me a Valentine, and you stare at me a lot."
What the hell? He knew?! "Nah. I just think you're a pretty cool kid," She lied.
"Oh." Tomoyo ventured to look up and met his blue eyes. 'Wow, he's got really pretty eyes.' Eriol smiled and winked. "Well, I think you're a pretty cool kid too, 'Mo."
"Mo?" She asked with a laugh. "That's the dumbest nickname ever."
Eriol shrugged. "What do you want me to call you then?"
"How bout we try Tomoyo?"
He made a face. "Nah, that's too formal. The purpose of a nickname is to be casual."
"Der, der, but 'Mo would be like my calling you 'Ol." She said with a smile.
"Hey, whatever suits your fancy, princess."
"See now, princess is a good nickname." Tomoyo giggled.
Eriol grinned. "Alright. Princess it is, but only if I you call me Prince Eriol."
"Oh whatever." She nudged him with her foot under the table playfully.
"Playing footsie with me now, huh?" He teased.
She laughed. "You wish."
"Yea, but that's besides the point."
Tomoyo gaped at him and laughed in disbelief. "You're so weird."
"Oh, do we have to start this again?" Eriol said sarcastically. "You are just determined to get with me."
"I so am not."
"You so totally like are," He said in his best valley girl impression.
"Bite me." She scrunched her nose at him.
"With pleasure." Tomoyo gaped again. "I'm kidding," Eriol said with a soft smile.
Tomoyo found herself smiling back. "You should smile like that more," She said before realizing she had.
"Really. Why's that?"
She blushed. "Well, ya know you just look so cute." She tried to sound like she was kidding.
"Hm. Alright." Eriol went back to looking at the menu with that smile still on his face.
Tomoyo reached over and slapped his hand. "Don't mock me."
"Who said I was mocking you?" Eriol grinned.
"Ugh! You're impossible."
"See now. You should get frustrated more," He said while pointing at her.
"And why is that?"
"Cause you look cute when you're all angry."
Tomoyo blushed and tried to think of something to say. She looked at her menu instead. She felt his foot nudge her under the table. She bit her lip and looked up at him. He was smiling softly again. "Oh, I hate you!" Tomoyo fake lamented.
Eriol chuckled. They teased each other through out lunch. "Do you want a mint?" Tomoyo asked as she took a few herself. They were walking out to his car. Eriol reached over and took one out of her hand. Somehow she was concentrating on his fingers brushing on her palm. 'Ugh! Just do it!' "Come here," Tomoyo commanded with a sigh.
"What?" Eriol asked, confused.
Tomoyo grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him down, their lips crashing together. They looked at each other, stunned for a minute. 'Did I just do that? . . . That felt kinda good.' Tomoyo lifted herself onto the ball of her feet and closed her eyes when their lips met again. This time Tomoyo let her mouth open up and felt his tongue come inside and rub against her own. She hesitantly put a hand to the back of his neck and on his shoulder to steady herself.
They pulled back again. She blushed and bit her bottom lip.
Eriol smiled. "Wow, didn't know ya had it in ya, little 'Mo."
"Don't call me that!"
He laughed, and they continued to walk back to his car. Her hand shyly found his. __________________________________________________________________________
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"Are you in Drama?" Chiharu asked. Rika shook her head. "Oh, I was going to say the teacher doesn't care if you sleep in there."
"Do you think they would notice if I snuck into to Drama?" Rika asked with a smile.
"Psssh. Yea!" Naoko said with a laugh. "You know there is such a thing as roll call."
"Yea." Rika smiled sheepishly.
"Hey, Chiharu, did I tell you we saw Takashi yesterday?" Sakura asked, eager to tell the girls about Naoko and her's adventure.
"Oh really?" Chiharu perked up slightly.
"Yea," Naoko joined in. "We went to see Eriol's garage band play."
"What?" Tomoyo asked, apparently tuning in when she heard 'Eriol.'
Sakura smiled. "Yea. We saw Ryan and Eriol when we were driving, and they invited us to come hang with them."
"They kicked assage!" Naoko said with a grin.
"That's so cool," Tomoyo said with a smile. "I wish I could have gotten it on tape." The girls laughed.
"We should ask Eriol and Ryan when their next practice is," Sakura said to Naoko.
"Yes, I think we should," Naoko agreed. "Ryan had a nice ass."
There was a moment of silence before the girls burst into a fit of laughs. "And I'm so sure you were looking," Rika said.
"Well . . . can you blame a girl?" Naoko shrugged.
"Awww. A whore after my own heart," Rika joked as she hugged Naoko.
Naoko gaped in return. "Just cause I think his ass is nice doesn't mean I'm a whore!"
"Who's ass?"
She turned around and saw Ryan standing there. 'Oh shit.' He was smiling. "Hey."
"Hey," She said back, her cheeks going red.
"Is something wrong?" He asked when he noticed the change in color.
"No!" Naoko blushed even harder. Had he heard her? "What's up?" She said as coolly as she could.
"Nothin much. I just came by to see if you and your friends wanted to come to see our band play." He held out the flyers that were in his hand.
"Yea, of course." Naoko passed them to Sakura and Tomoyo who passed them around the rest of the gang.
"It's 5 bucks to get in, but it's gunna be a hell of a show. Lots of bands. We managed to get Barely Blind to come," Ryan said.
"Oh," Naoko said, pretending to know who they were.
"Well, I'll be looking for you. Later," He said before walking off.
"Later," Naoko said after him. She started to drift into a daydream about him.
"Oh my God!" Rika interrupted.
"What?" Naoko finally turned around to face the other girls.
"He was so totally checking you out!" Rika exclaimed with a laugh.
"Really?" Naoko asked, unable to hide the blush.
"Yea!" Tomoyo agreed.
"Ohhhh! Look Gentle Ben's playing! That's Takashi's band!" Chiharu said excitedly.
"Where's it at?" Rika asked as she looked over it.
"The Art Complex," Naoko read aloud. "Where the hell is that?"
"I think it's somewhere downtown," Sakura said. "It says 'call Syaoran for directions at 577-9709.'"
"Ok, we all have to go," Rika said, looking at all of them in turn. They all agreed to meet that Friday night.
"Hey, Sakura," Tomoyo said before they all were about to go to their separate classes. "You be in charge of calling Syaoran for directions, alright?"
Sakura shrugged. "Sure." They went their ways. Sakura was walking through the halls when she noticed Syaoran and some geeky girl exchanging money.
"Is next Monday alright?" The girl asked shyly.
"Uh . . ." Syaoran thought for a moment. "Yea, Monday's fine."
"Alright." She scurried off down the hall.
Syaoran saw Sakura watching him and turned his back. Something told her to say anything. "Hey!"
He turned around again. "What?"
"Why was that girl giving you money?" Sakura blurted out before she could stop herself.
"Why do you care?" Syaoran asked coldly.
"Dunno . . . Just wondering if you were whoring yourself or something." Sakura's eyes went wide when she just realized what she had said. 'Open mouth, insert foot.'
To her surprise, he smiled. Like really smiled. "Why, you interested?" He did a fake suggestive wink.
Sakura blushed. "No!"
Syaoran shrugged; his smile dimming somewhat. "Suit yourself." He went to leave.
"Wait!"
Syaoran sighed. "I give guitar lessons, alright? I've been giving that girl lessons. She's like this big fan of Hoobastank and wanted to learn all their songs. Alright?"
"Um ok. But I was just gunna ask where the Art Complex was." Sakura laughed nervously.
"Oh." He looked down at the flyer that Sakura was holding out. "You gunna come?" He asked instead of answering.
"Yeah, Ryan invited me and my friends," Sakura found herself blushing under his gaze.
"Chill," He said after a moment. "Hey, we gotta get to class. Just call me later, alright?" Syaoran said, pointing at his number on the sheet.
"Um, ok."
Syaoran turned and walked down the hall to his next class, leaving a very dumbfounded Sakura. 'He's got a nice ass.' Sakura hit herself on the forehead and hurried off to her next class.
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Tomoyo leaned her cheek on her hand as she prepared to daze off. She hated this class.
"Hey!" She heard someone whisper nearby. Tomoyo turned her head and saw Eriol. She blushed immediately. He threw a wad of paper at her and winked. She put on her best smile before turning around and un-crumpling the piece of paper. It had one word on it.
'Hey.'
She couldn't help but laugh and received a few looks for it. She turned her head and gave him a look. He grinned sheepishly. She shook her head and took her pen, writing 'Aloha' on it. She checked to make sure the teacher wasn't looking before tossing it to Eriol.
A few moments later and the piece of paper landed on her desk. She opened it up stifled a laugh again.
'Sup?'
'You're so weird' she wrote back before tossing it over her shoulder again at him.
It bounced off her head and landed in her lap this time.
'You know you want me'
Tomoyo flipped her hair and fake glared at him before writing 'I want you, I need you, oh, baby, baby' and throwing it back at him.
The wad landed next to her desk, so she had to lean over to pick it up.
'After class, the janitor's closet?'
Tomoyo opened and closed her mouth several times. He was kidding, right? 'I was joking' she wrote and threw it at his face.
"Miss Daidouji, Mister Hiiragizawa outside!" The teacher bellowed. "You're disrupting my class!"
While Tomoyo tried to think up a good excuse, Eriol just walked by with a grin on his face. He stopped at the door and looked back at her. Tomoyo got up and followed outside.
"Ugh! You retard!" She slapped Eriol's arm once they were outside. "I've never been sent out of class!"
Eriol shrugged. "Pleased to be there with you," He said sarcastically. There was a moment of silence. "So what do you want to do for the next 45 minutes or so?"
Tomoyo shrugged, pushing the fact that she had just been sent out of class to the back of her head. She walked next to Eriol as they walked along the school halls. "Where are we going?" She ventured to ask.
"Well, considering my next period is lunch, I'm leaving." He glanced over at her. "Wanna come?"
Tomoyo smiled. She felt rebellious. "Yea. We won't get in trouble?"
"Nah." Eriol held the door open for her as she walked out after him.
"Hey, Eriol?" Tomoyo asked once they were sitting in this restaurant she had never seen before.
"Hm?" Eriol asked without looking up from the menu.
"Are you going to be there tomorrow night at the Art Complex?" She asked.
"Course. Why? Are you going?"
"Yea, probably." Tomoyo diverted her gaze to the menu when Eriol looked up.
"Do you have a crush on me?"
Tomoyo's eyes widened. Did he just ask me that? "Noo, why would you say something like that?" She hoped her voice sounded convincing.
"Well, you did give me a Valentine, and you stare at me a lot."
What the hell? He knew?! "Nah. I just think you're a pretty cool kid," She lied.
"Oh." Tomoyo ventured to look up and met his blue eyes. 'Wow, he's got really pretty eyes.' Eriol smiled and winked. "Well, I think you're a pretty cool kid too, 'Mo."
"Mo?" She asked with a laugh. "That's the dumbest nickname ever."
Eriol shrugged. "What do you want me to call you then?"
"How bout we try Tomoyo?"
He made a face. "Nah, that's too formal. The purpose of a nickname is to be casual."
"Der, der, but 'Mo would be like my calling you 'Ol." She said with a smile.
"Hey, whatever suits your fancy, princess."
"See now, princess is a good nickname." Tomoyo giggled.
Eriol grinned. "Alright. Princess it is, but only if I you call me Prince Eriol."
"Oh whatever." She nudged him with her foot under the table playfully.
"Playing footsie with me now, huh?" He teased.
She laughed. "You wish."
"Yea, but that's besides the point."
Tomoyo gaped at him and laughed in disbelief. "You're so weird."
"Oh, do we have to start this again?" Eriol said sarcastically. "You are just determined to get with me."
"I so am not."
"You so totally like are," He said in his best valley girl impression.
"Bite me." She scrunched her nose at him.
"With pleasure." Tomoyo gaped again. "I'm kidding," Eriol said with a soft smile.
Tomoyo found herself smiling back. "You should smile like that more," She said before realizing she had.
"Really. Why's that?"
She blushed. "Well, ya know you just look so cute." She tried to sound like she was kidding.
"Hm. Alright." Eriol went back to looking at the menu with that smile still on his face.
Tomoyo reached over and slapped his hand. "Don't mock me."
"Who said I was mocking you?" Eriol grinned.
"Ugh! You're impossible."
"See now. You should get frustrated more," He said while pointing at her.
"And why is that?"
"Cause you look cute when you're all angry."
Tomoyo blushed and tried to think of something to say. She looked at her menu instead. She felt his foot nudge her under the table. She bit her lip and looked up at him. He was smiling softly again. "Oh, I hate you!" Tomoyo fake lamented.
Eriol chuckled. They teased each other through out lunch. "Do you want a mint?" Tomoyo asked as she took a few herself. They were walking out to his car. Eriol reached over and took one out of her hand. Somehow she was concentrating on his fingers brushing on her palm. 'Ugh! Just do it!' "Come here," Tomoyo commanded with a sigh.
"What?" Eriol asked, confused.
Tomoyo grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him down, their lips crashing together. They looked at each other, stunned for a minute. 'Did I just do that? . . . That felt kinda good.' Tomoyo lifted herself onto the ball of her feet and closed her eyes when their lips met again. This time Tomoyo let her mouth open up and felt his tongue come inside and rub against her own. She hesitantly put a hand to the back of his neck and on his shoulder to steady herself.
They pulled back again. She blushed and bit her bottom lip.
Eriol smiled. "Wow, didn't know ya had it in ya, little 'Mo."
"Don't call me that!"
He laughed, and they continued to walk back to his car. Her hand shyly found his. __________________________________________________________________________
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