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Later that night, Syaoran got up from his bed and started rummaging through his closet to find a good pair of clothes to wear. 'Damn Denver.' He kept thinking. Then someone knocked on the door, surprising him.
"Buddy."
He groaned and opened the door, revealing himself wearing nothing but boxer shorts. "What do you want?"
He checked Syaoran out. "Uh…what're you doing…man?" He tried looking for some dirty stuff.
"I'm not doing that, jack-" He stopped. "I'm not doing anything. I gotta get ready for a date tonight."
"Date?" Eriol asked, very surprised. "You have a girlfriend??"
"No, not a girlfriend. I'm going on a stupid date with someone from work."
"Whoa. You know you're not-"
"I know, all right? She won't leave me alone. After this date, she swore to stop annoying me."
"Ah…" Eriol glanced and walked in the room. "I can help you there, buddy."
"Uh, no thanks." Syaoran muttered, scratching his head.
"Just put on some casual clothes and act like this isn't a real date to you."
"How would you know about this?" He emphasized.
Eriol glared. "Just 'cause I'm not as good-looking as you don't mean I never had dates." He sat on the bed, looking away.
He stared at his friend. "I…uh…sorry. Didn't mean it like that."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
Syaoran glanced away and kept on looking for something to wear.
"Take my advice and put some casual clothes on. It'll look good." Eriol spoke.
He was surprised that Eriol wasn't mad anymore. "Thanks man."
"No problem, buddy." He stood up and helped Syaoran out.
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Suddenly, Sakura came in. "Syaoran, I need to talk-"
The guys both turned around, surprised at seeing her.
Syaoran's eyes widened a bit and he blushed slightly. "Uh…"
"Sakura, what are you doing here?" Eriol asked tightly, holding a pair of pants.
"Um…" She turned very red at seeing an almost-naked Syaoran. "N-n-never mind." She was about to walk out of the room when…
"Hey, what are you all doing here?" Tomoyo went in, staring at the two guys. "Whoa, uh, Syaoran…might wanna wear something…less revealing?" She asked, looking away.
He glared. "If all of you get out of my room, I could do that."
"Right." Tomoyo mumbled, pulling Sakura with her.
"I'm staying." Eriol announced.
"Why?" Syaoran snapped.
"You still need me to help you on the clothes, don't you?" He asked, pleading.
"I'm not a girl, Eriol. I don't need help getting changed." He pushed him out the door.
Eriol frowned. "Fine. Don't come to me when you're in trouble!"
"Gladly."
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Later that evening, Syaoran walked out of the room and to the living room to get their approval. Sakura was in the bathroom, so his audience was only Eriol and Tomoyo. He stood still, with both hands in his pockets, glaring. Syaoran wore a pair of baggy denims with a partnered denim jacket over a black silky shirt. He also had on a silver necklace under the shirt, but was visible on the back of the neck. His hair was gelled, so it was spiked up. He not only looked young and tough, but very handsome and hot.
"Wow." Tomoyo whispered, staring at him up and down.
"Whoa…looking good, my man!" Eriol grinned.
He relaxed a bit. "Looks fine?"
"It looks better than fine! It looks amazing!" Tomoyo smiled, sitting up.
Syaoran still didn't warm up to her.
Eriol felt jealous, but ignored it. "Yeah, nice job. Looks like you didn't need my help at all!"
"No kidding."
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Syaoran sat on the couch and waited a few minutes till going. "When are you supposed to go?" Tomoyo asked.
He shrugged, not wanting to talk to her.
"Syaoran…" Tomoyo started, feeling low.
He felt guilty. "Sorry Daidouji." He muttered.
Her eyes widened. "Daidouji…?" She whispered quietly. "You can call me Tomoyo…you know that."
"Not when you don't respect me." He replied and changed the subject quickly. "And uh…I pick her up at 7."
"Oh." Eriol said silently, trying to break the tension. "Well…it's 7…now, isn't…it?" He asked, looking up at the clock.
"That's right." Syaoran answered. "Five more minutes and I'll head out."
"Does she, like, live a few houses down?" Tomoyo squeaked out.
He snorted. "Nope. More like few miles down."
"Then…" Eriol was very confused. "Why not…go now?"
"I don't want to see her. I don't want to go out with her. The best thing to do is be late."
"Ah." They both nodded.
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After the five minutes was over, Syaoran stood up. "See you later." He told them and headed out the door.
"Good luck with the lady, man." Eriol joked, laughing.
He glared at him, shutting him up.
"Bye Syaoran." Tomoyo said quietly.
"Later Daidouji."
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He walked alone on the hallway to the door when the bathroom door opened. Sakura came out wearing her pj's and a towel on her head. Her eyes widened at seeing him.
"Syaoran…where are you going?" She asked softly.
"Uh…" He felt a little tied up from seeing her face. She looked real cute with her cheeks all flushed and lips so fully pink. "Going out."
"Going out?" She asked confusedly.
"Yeah." He glanced away. "With this woman…from work. It's a deal thing. Ask Eriol for the details."
"Oh." Sakura nodded. "Ok. Bye…I guess."
"Yeah all right." He started walking.
Sakura bit her lip. "Syaoran, wait." She stopped him.
He turned around and faced her. "What?"
"Good luck with her." She smiled weakly, even though she felt like frowning.
He shook his head and smirked. "Not into her, kid."
"I'm not a kid!"
"Yes you are." He replied, closing the door behind him.
She groaned and ran over to the door, peeking at the small hole. 'Bye Li.' She thought. 'Hope you don't fall in love with her…'
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He arrived at her house and she stood by the porch looking very angry. "What took you so long?" She asked, irritated, as soon as she got in the car.
"Car trouble." He muttered, looking ahead. "Where we going?"
"Down at the plaza." She grinned. "We're going to a frat party."
"A frat party?" He asked incredulously, stopping the car and staring at her.
"Yes. Is there something wrong with going to a frat party?"
"Yeah, uh, last time I checked, we're not in college anymore." He retorted.
"It's not like anything bad is going to happen!" She protested. "Geez."
"Oh that's right. We'll drink a couple beers, smoke a little weed, have a lot of sex, right?"
She felt a tingle all over and grinned up at him. "Sure. I don't mind."
"I bet you were a ho in college." He muttered and gunned the engine, turning the car around.
"Excuse me, but it's not my fault I'm hot." She said proudly and then frowned. "And…where are we going?"
"I promised you a date. You'll get a date."
"S-so where are we going?" She asked, looking around.
"A decent place to go." He snapped.