Chapter 27: Tuxedos & Gowns

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"I ask you for one thing and you can't even do that right!"

"How the hell would I know what to do?? You stand there, barking out orders at anyone you see!"

"Are you saying it's my fault?!"

"Damn right!"

Sakura let out a frustrated yell and glared angrily at Syaoran, who was leaning on the wall with arms crossed and a furious glare.

"Stop fighting guys!" Tomoyo interrupted, standing in between them. "It's not that big a deal!"

"What?! It's not a big deal??" Sakura shrieked. "Syaoran got the wrong band, Tomoyo! The wrong band!!"

Eriol sweat-dropped.

"Listen." Syaoran straightened up. He lowered his face down at Sakura and muttered. "At least I got a band. You didn't get any of the flowers she asked for."

"I have a perfectly good reason for that!" She challenged his stare.

"All right, stop, stop!" Tomoyo yelled. "You guys are supposed to be in love! Not in hate!"

"I don't hate him! I'm just pissed off!" Sakura backed away. "Ugh!" Then she turned and walked the other way.

Syaoran rolled his eyes and walked out of the small building.

"Buddy, wait!" Eriol called. He followed Syaoran outside. "So…what was that about?"

Syaoran shrugged.

"Seems like you guys are fighting."

"No duh."

Eriol reddened. "I mean it's your first blow-up right?"

"Uh…maybe our second." Syaoran muttered, glaring at the grass. "Remember Niijimata?"

"Ah." Eriol nodded. "So…what was it about this time?"

"Friggin' shit." He replied.

Eriol sweat-dropped. "As in?"

Syaoran sighed. "Tomoyo asked us to do something, right? Well Sakura started ordering everybody around! Even me! And I was supposed to find the band you guys wanted for the wedding, and Sakura kept yelling at me for saying that I got the wrong band. So I got pissed."

"Ah."

"She got the flowers wrong too! Friggin' band! Whatever." He stared out in front of him at the long field with a lone cherry blossom tree in the middle.

"Maybe you haven't realized it yet, Syaoran, but…women get their ways…no matter how we hate it."

Syaoran growled. "Well I'm not letting this woman get her way!"

Eriol sweat-dropped. Again. "B-but you gotta, man. Or…or you won't end up together."

"Are you telling me you gave up?" Syaoran raised a brow.

He hung his head. "Unfortunately."

"I'm not doing it." Syaoran replied stubbornly and went back in.

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Tomoyo and Sakura went over to the bridal shop where four gowns were already laid out, waiting for the bride-to-be to wear. The shop was filled with extravagant gowns everywhere: on mannequins, on hangers, in shelves, etc. It was just a very wow place to be in. Sakura glanced through the beautiful wedding dresses and looked at them one by one, somewhere in the back of her mind, thinking that one day she would be marrying in one of these.

Then a sudden thought popped into her brain. Syaoran. Her eyes narrowed and she made her hand into a fist, thinking angrily. 'Jerk!'

"Sakura?" Tomoyo's soft voice called.

Sakura blinked and turned around, all the anger gone. "Ah…I forgot we were here!"

"But we just got here." Tomoyo raised a brow. "Ok…"

Sakura muttered. "It's all Syaoran's fault. It's all his fault."

"Ok well…can you kindly forget about Syaoran right now…and um…CONCENTRATE ON ME?!?!" Tomoyo yelled.

"Sorry, sorry!" Sakura rushed over to her side. "I was just having a mental breakdown…hehe…"

"Whatever! Now let's go look for the gowns!" Tomoyo grabbed her arm and ran to the cashier.

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"You coming?" Eriol asked, unclasping his seatbelt.

Syaoran glared at the steering wheel. "The girls are on the other side, right?"

Eriol nodded.

"Then no."

He sighed. "Come on Syaoran! I know you're dying to see Sakura!"

"Shut up." Syaoran muttered.

"Do you have that much pride to not apologize??"

"It's not pride!" He argued. "I'm not gonna stoop so low to say sorry for something that was her fault!"

Eriol exhaled deeply. "Well…all right man. Anyways I gotta go. I'm the groom…and they said I gotta go try my tux."

"Friggin'…" Syaoran muttered and released his seatbelt as well. "Fine I'm coming."

Eriol grinned. "Let's go."

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"Can I try some gowns too?" Sakura asked shyly at Tomoyo.

Tomoyo shrugged. "Do anything you want." She had put on a long white dress with no straps. Her big belly was pretty obvious by now, but she didn't care if she looked fat. 'This is my baby…' Tomoyo thought warmly. 'No way am I gonna care if I look fat anymore.'

"Um miss?" The clerk asked, looking at Tomoyo directly. "Are you done with that dress?"

Tomoyo blinked. 'Was I thinking too much?' "Uh yes I am! I'll get out of it now." Tomoyo smiled weakly and walked to the changing rooms with Sakura holding her own. "Whoa." Tomoyo stopped and grabbed Sakura's arm.

"What?" Sakura asked in puzzlement.

"Why are you trying out wedding gowns?" Tomoyo asked, glaring.

"I asked you if I could and you said yes." Sakura replied, narrowing her eyes.

"No you didn't!" Tomoyo argued.

"Yes I did!"

"Prove it then! When did you?"

"Just now!"

"Yes I heard." The clerk interjected.

"Shh! You don't have a part in this!" Tomoyo scolded.

"Well she heard you say it was fine." Sakura replied.

Tomoyo stopped for a moment. 'Ok maybe I have been thinking too much.' She sighed. "Fine, fine."

"Thank you!" Sakura chirped and ran to a stall before her.

"If you weren't my best friend…" Tomoyo muttered.

"But I am!" Sakura giggled.

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Syaoran glared at the mirror in front of him. Eriol was spinning around, checking the back of the tux and the pants. Syaoran had put on one tuxedo the man gave him, which was all black, except for the shirt inside, and just looked at himself in the mirror. He had no plan of turning around and seeing if there was anything wrong. As he looked at his reflection, his mind suddenly went to Sakura.

'Man…who does she think she is? Yelling at me like that??' He buried his hands in the pockets of the pants. 'But dammit, why can't she just say sorry?! So goddamn stubborn!'

"Look who's talking." Eriol murmured to him.

He turned around and looked at Eriol wide-eyed. "You heard my thoughts??"

"Well you weren't particularly quiet about it!" He replied. "Ever realize that sometimes when you're thinking really hard, you're actually saying it out loud?"

Syaoran sighed heavily and hung his head. "I can't get my mind off her!! What's the matter with me?!"

"You're in love with her! What do you expect?" Eriol said amusingly. "Anyway, why don't you just go through that door and apologize?"

"I'm not you, Eriol." Syaoran muttered.

"Hey!" Eriol interjected.

"Oh what now? Isn't it a compliment? Or are you offended by it?" Syaoran taunted.

"Freakin' boy!" Eriol growled. "You're lucky this guy's fixing my pants! If he wasn't, I'll kick your ass out of here!"

"Oh yeah let's see that happen."

"You're so gonna get it, Syaoran!"

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Sakura tried on a spaghetti-strapped dress with intricate designs on the back, showing a little bit of skin. Her neck was decorated with a silver necklace, which went with the dress. She let go of her ponytail and combed her hair, looking at herself in the mirror. Sakura never thought of herself as beautiful, much less pretty, but she had to admit, she looked really nice. Her eyes softened as she twirled the body-hugging gown covering her shoes. 'Syaoran…' She thought lovingly. 'Why can't we just make up? I don't like this feeling…of not being in good terms with him…'

Then she heard two deep voices through the wall, yelling at each other. Making out the muffled words, she heard words like compliment, offended, freakin', pants, kick, and Syaoran. Her eyes widened. She turned to Tomoyo, who was letting one of the clerks fix the hem of her gown and the veil.

"Do you hear that?" Sakura asked quietly. "I think Syaoran and Eriol are on the other side!"

"Yeah, Eriol's trying on his tux now." Tomoyo said carelessly.

"What?? Why didn't you tell me??"

"I didn't think it was a big deal." Tomoyo looked at her.

Sakura shook her head in disappointment.

"Gosh, Sakura, why don't you just go over there and say sorry to Syaoran?"

"I don't think so!" Sakura crossed her arms and frowned. "Like that'll ever happen."

"Whatever." Tomoyo rolled her eyes. "I'm going to concentrate on me and me only." She smiled sweetly and returned her attention back to the mirror.

"Ok…fine." Sakura murmured.

"Wait a minute!" Tomoyo called. She turned around and faced Sakura.

"What?"

"Wow, 'Kura." Tomoyo whispered with delight.

"What? What is it?"

"You look so beautiful." She looked at Sakura's face. "You'll make a very beautiful bride."

Sakura turned pink and smiled back at Tomoyo. "You're even more beautiful."

Tomoyo giggled and turned back.

Sakura sighed. Tomoyo sure did have mood swings.

Not knowing what to do, Sakura decided to just take a peek and see Syaoran. 'It's harmless, right? It's not like…I'm going to go over there and say sorry! I-I just want to look at him. That's all…' She thought. 'I'm still mad at him, but…he's just too handsome!!' Sighing deep in her throat, she walked over to the door that separated them. Opening it carefully, making sure that no one saw her, she glanced through and saw Syaoran.

Her eyes widened. 'Oh my gosh…' She whispered. 'So handsome…' Her breath was caught in her throat as she stared at the man she so loved. His hair was wild, but gelled, his tux looked perfect on his body, and his eyes…glaring at the mirror, but so purely amber. Sakura felt her knees weaken at the sight and held the sweaty doorknob tightly. 'Why is it that whenever I see your face…all of my feelings go away…except for love?' She asked Syaoran in her mind. 'But I'm still mad at you.' She added quickly.

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Syaoran glared at himself once again. After Eriol's so-called threat, nothing happened. The man dong his measurements didn't let him go, so Syaoran was off free. He didn't know what else to do. He continued to think of Sakura, though, and thinking of ways for them to make up. All the ideas he imagined were all possible, he thought. He took one look at the mirror one last time and headed to one of the stalls to change.

"Uh sir, you're not allowed to get out of those clothes yet." One clerk said to him.

He turned his attention at the man, who seemed scared for some reason. "Why not?" He asked, glaring.

"S-see, we have a collection of other tux's for you to try, b-but the groom decides if you can change or not."

"What?!" Syaoran asked, appalled. "Why the hell did you make that rule??"

"Shut it, Syaoran." Eriol taunted, grinning. "You're not allowed to change, buddy, so I suggest you find a good seat and wait until I find the right time for you to change."

"Damn you, man." Syaoran muttered.

Then the clerk who had just talked to him walked over to the door, separating the two shops, clasping the knob, slowly turning it.

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Sakura giggled quietly to herself as she heard their conversation. Syaoran got his! She thought triumphantly. Looking adoringly at her man, she suddenly felt someone turning the knob. Nothing came out of her mouth as her eyes widened with fear. She knew what was going to happen. She tried to move away from the door, but it was too late. The man had already yanked the door open on his side. Letting out a small shriek, she lay splattered on the floor, with all men looking down at her.

Syaoran's eyes widened at seeing her. "Sakura?" He asked in surprise.

'Oh no…this has got to be the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me!!' She thought angrily. "Yes, it's me." She mumbled.

Suddenly, all the men started laughing, even Eriol. "What a dolt!" One clerk snickered.

A minute passed. Sakura was trembling with embarrassment. Syaoran regained from surprise.

"Shut up!" Syaoran ordered and everyone stopped laughing. He walked over to the auburn-haired beauty and knelt down, offering his hands. "You all right?"

She looked up at him in surprise, with cheeks so cherry pink. "Y-you're talking to me."

He smirked. "I guess I am." He took her hands and brought her up with him. "You all right?" He repeated.

She continued to stare up at him. "I-I'm fine." Her heart was pounding so heavily. "Thank you." She murmured.

He was looking down at her in such a romantic way, surveying her face and body, so her cheeks started getting fiery red. His eyes softened and his hands travelled down her cheeks to her waist. "You're beautiful."

She immediately buried her face on his chest. "Gosh I'm so embarrassed." She mumbled.

He held her very close to him and hugged her tighter. "Don't worry. It was a one-minute accident." He kissed her hair.

She pulled away and looked up at him again, clutching on to his tux. Her eyes trembled. "Syaoran…please…"

He was confused at what she was begging for.

"I know it was my fault…but please…" She whispered again, holding his gaze.

Then suddenly, it seemed as if a light struck him. He lowered his head towards hers. "I'm sorry babe. It was my fault and I shouldn't have been an asshole." 'Somehow I never thought this would be how we'd make up.' He thought sneakily.

She giggled and small tears made their way down her creamy cheeks. He ignored the teardrops and captured her lips in a breathtaking kiss.

Eriol watched the two from his side of the room, feeling glad his friend had actually stooped so low and apologized. That just meant he was truly in love with the girl.

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Tomoyo glanced through the small crack and saw her husband-to-be and her best friends kissing. Her eyes travelled to Eriol's and small tears ran down her cheeks. Clutching on to the bridal gown she was wearing, she wiped them away hastily. 'I'm ready.' She whispered. 'I'm ready to marry him…' She sounded so unsure. Taking a deep breath. 'Marriage is such a big thing…but I love Eriol with all my heart…' She glanced at him again, his eyes never leaving the couple in front of them. 'I'm ready to marry him…' She repeated, as if it were a chant.

'Aren't I?'