A/N: The bad thing about the first week of school was my Algebra II teacher
gave me Algebra I homework the second day of school (twenty-five problems
on stuff I forgot how to do!!). Oh well.
I hope you've had a better week than me! Anyways, back to my story!!
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If You're Not The One
Chapter 10
Prom Night (Part II)
Syaoron was somewhat shocked to receive a kiss on the cheek from the girl who told him months ago she hated him. He turned to look at her, blushing slightly, and asked, "What was that for?"
"Tomoyo," Said a voice from behind them. Both Tomoyo and Syaoron turned around to see Eriol.
"Eriol!" Tomoyo stood up from her seat. "Syaoron didn't leave!"
"Obviously," Eriol glared at Syaoron.
"And Sakura's missing her prom!" Tomoyo continued, noticing Eriol's reaction, but decided to let it pass.
"Anyway, we gotta find Sakura." Syaoron said, standing up from his seat.
"We?" Eriol asked. "What's all this talk about 'we'? Tomoyo and I are here at prom together and we intend to have a good time." Tomoyo elbowed his ribs. "Eriol!" but before she continued, Syaoron interrupted. "No, Tomoyo, he's right. I don't want you to give up your night of fun so that Sakura and I might finally have a chance together. Thanks anyway." And with that said, Syaoron left. Tomoyo looked at Eriol and frowned. "You are such an asshole!"
"What??"
Tomoyo raised her voice. "We were supposed to help them get back together, and then all of the sudden you decide to turn your back on them!"
"The way you turned your back on me?"
She sighed. "If you can't accept the fact that I'm not ready to commit-"
"Because you'd rather commit with Syaoron?" He said before letting Tomoyo finish.
"Where the hell did that come from?"
"I saw you kiss him!" Eriol said loudly for everyone to hear. Everyone went silent. Tomoyo's face went red with embarrassment. She growled, grabbed him by the arm, and pulled him towards a more secluded area. "I can explain that-" she began. "You don't have to, Tomoyo, because it really wouldn't do you any good now! Gosh, it's as if what I had said earlier meant absolutely nothing to you!"
"But it didn't mean 'nothing', Eriol! You just walked in at the wrong time!"
"No, I walked in at the part where you thought you'd get away with it!"
"Gosh! You think everyone's out to get you!" Tomoyo's arms flew up in the air. "If you'd just let me explain what happened, then you can decide whether or not I'm the traitorous skank you think I am!"
"Honestly, Tomoyo, I'm not interested to know because I really don't think I care."
Tomoyo frowned, slapped him, and stormed off.
(A/N: Uh... OW!)
*Student Parking Lot*
Syaoron was unlocking the door to his car when a girl in a light purple dress with tearstains on her cheeks approached him.
"Syaoron," Tomoyo said softly. "Could you take me home?"
*Kinomoto Residence*
Sakura was in her room, the curtains to her window closed, the room dark, the only light was that of her television set. Upon her lap was a nearly melted, half full gallon of Ben & Jerry's Rocky Road and a large spoon. Suddenly, there was a knocking at the door. Sakura mumbled something (probably acknowledging the person to enter) and the door slowly creaked open.
"Sakura?"
"MmMmMm?"
"Sakura, I thought you were going to your prom?"
Sakura's eyes still on the television set shook her head. "No one wanted to take a whore."
"Sakura," Touya said, now entering her room, sitting on her bed. "I know things at school haven't been going well, and that Chinese gaki left on the next flight to Beijing-"
"Hong Kong." Sakura corrected.
"Whatever." Touya replied. "Don't do this to yourself."
Sakura raised an eyebrow. "Do what?"
"This! Sitting in the dark watching reruns of 'Friends' eating ice cream!"
"Well, this is the only way, alright? This isn't something where I can just get up and move on and everything would be right in the world, and why am I telling you things you wouldn't understand??"
"You need to tell someone!" Touya pushed. "You obviously need to get this off your chest!" Sakura gave a pout and shook her head. Touya ruffled her hair playfully and left the room. Sakura turned the volume to the television louder and scooped an enormous amount of ice cream on her spoon and stuck it in her mouth.
Touya walked down the stairs slowly.
"Any luck?" Fujitaka asked his son.
"None at all." Touya replied. "Dad, Sakura's obviously not feeling well, but I can't stay with her tonight. I've got a report due tomorrow."
Fujitaka sighed. "And I was asked to fill in for a night class at the university in less than two hours. Don't worry about Sakura. She'll be fine."
"Not in this condition! Have you seen her lately?"
Fujitaka hesitated to ask. "Is it that bad?"
Touya laughed. "Oh man, dad! If you'd have seen..." Touya stopped laughing, realizing his father wasn't laughing with him. "You wouldn't have seen anything. It was not funny."
"Well, go back to Tokyo, Touya. I'll ask Tomoyo if she'll stay over."
"Wrong."
"Huh?"
"Prom Night, dad. Tomoyo's not home."
Fujitaka nodded. "Right. I'm sure Sakura will be fine at home alone."
*Daidouji Mansion*
Syaoron parked his car outside of Tomoyo's house. "Thanks." Tomoyo said sadly. Before Tomoyo could open the door, Syaoron locked it. "Syaoron? What are you doing?"
Syaoron looked her in the eyes. "He saw, didn't he?"
Tomoyo looked down. "Yea. He wouldn't even let me explain. Eriol thinks I purposely kissed you so I could make him jealous. He thinks everyone's out to get him!"
"Can you blame the poor guy?" Syaoron asked. "Sakura left him for another guy! And now this?! Of course he's gonna think that!"
"Ugh!" She slapped her forehead. "I really screwed up, didn't I?"
"Yea you did."
Tomoyo looked at Syaoron and frowned. "That was a rhetorical question."
"Oh."
Syaoron unlocked the doors and let Tomoyo leave. He watched her enter the white mansion before he drove away.
*Eriol*
Eriol drove to a bar soon after he saw Tomoyo leave in Syaoron's car. He walked in without a jacket, vest, and bow tie. He sat down at the bar area and waited for the bartender.
"Aden," He said to the bartender.
"Hey, Eriol." The bartender greeted. He saw Eriol's formal attire and smirked. "What's the occasion?"
"My funeral." Eriol said gloomily. "If you don't have Old Milwaukee, Tecate's fine."
"If that was a joke, it wasn't funny."
"No joke. Get me a cold one, will ya?"
Aden chuckled nervously. "May I have a word with you in the back?" Aden asked. Eriol got up and followed Aden to the back of the bar. Aden held his shoulders. "Eriol, how old are you?"
"Eighteen."
"How many more years till you're allowed to drink?"
"Three."
"Then it's settled!" Aden pushed Eriol out the door. "Come back till you're legal!" Before he could get Eriol out the door, Eriol pulled out a wad of money. Aden looked at Eriol. "Eriol! What the hell is this? Oh I see what you're trying to do, and it's not gonna work, either." Eriol pulled out another wad of money. "This is my first job! You know what they'd do if they found out I was giving alcohol to a minor?" Eriol pulled out another wad of cash. "Eriol, where'd you get all that money?"
"Supposed to take out a girl. Too bad she wants nothing to do with me. So do I get my beer?"
"No!"
Eriol pulled out another wad of money and counted all the money he had combined. Aden sweat. "H-how much money is that a-anyways?"
"About four-hundred bucks."
"Were you planning on taking this girl on a honeymoon or what?"
"It doesn't matter now. Now..." Eriol grabbed Aden's hand and put the money inside. "Now it's all yours, my friend. Get me a cold one." Eriol walked out from behind the bar, leaving Aden and his money behind.
*Hours Later*
"ADEN!" A drunken Eriol hollered. "Get me another one!"
"Eriol, this is your fifth beer!"
"And who paid you all that money for that beer?" Eriol asked slyly.
Aden leaned over and whispered. "Exactly! I'll get in trouble if anyone finds out what I've done!"
Eriol leaned in and whispered. "That's right! YOU'LL get in trouble if anyone, say... your manager, finds out. And he won't find out, either, unless you continue to refuse to give me that sixth beer bottle!" Aden sighed and gave him a sixth beer bottle.
*Much Later*
Eriol looked at his watch. "Hey! It's (hiccup) 7:30!! I gotta go get Tomoy- o-o. The prom's gonna start any (hiccup) minute!!" Eriol dragged himself out of his seat and headed for the door until Aden stood in front of him. "Whudduya think you're doing?" Eriol slurred.
"You're drunk." Aden declared.
Eriol laughed and threw his hands in the air. "Drunk?? Drunk!! Haha!!" Eriol's face contorted. "Of course I'm DRUNK!!" Eriol burst into laughter and slapped Aden on the shoulder.
"Let me drive you."
"Let me drive yoooou!" Eriol mocked. "I don't want you to go through all that trouble, man."
"Look, if you want to get home safely-" Aden grabbed Eriol's arm. Eriol pulled away from his grasp. "LOOOOK!!" Eriol mimicked. "If you wanna keep your job, I suggest you stay out of this!!" And Eriol stormed off.
(A/N: Wow... smart drunk... or stupid bartender...)
*Daidouji Mansion*
Tomoyo's dress was laid out on her bed. She was in her bathroom taking a shower. Minutes later, she came out dressed in a light purple robe, combing her wet hair. She sat on her bed and sighed. She remembered the look on Eriol's face when they were arguing earlier that evening. 'I really screwed up!' Tomoyo said, brushing out the tangles in her hair. 'I need to talk to him.' She threw her brush on her bed and grabbed the phone on her nightstand. Before she could dial the numbers, the doorbell rang. Tomoyo ran downstairs and opened the door. Eriol stood before her.
"Hey! I was about to call you." Eriol remained quiet. Tomoyo continued. "I wanted to say I was sorry for slapping you, but not I'm not sorry for what I said. I mean you wouldn't even hear me out! But this probably wouldn't have happened if I hadn't have ran out on you like that." There was a long pause, which kinda scared Tomoyo. "Eriol? Are you there?"
"Hi, is Tomoyo home? May I come in?" And Eriol dragged himself inside the house and plopped down on the couch.
Tomoyo looked back at Eriol in confusion as she shut the door. She walked towards the couch and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"Tomoyo! There you are!" Eriol jumped up quickly from his seat, then slowly sat back down. "Okay, the room is spinning. Not good..." He groaned in pain. Tomoyo lifted an eyebrow as Eriol got up slowly. "Tomoyo, I need to talk to you."
"Okay, what the hell is this? Did everything I just say go through one ear and out the other just now? Look, maybe you're doing this to get me angry, confused, scared, and you did a great job! So cut it out!"
"Don't be scared!" Eriol rushed over to Tomoyo and pulled her into an uneasy embrace. "I'll hold you!" Eriol laughed, and Tomoyo smelled the liquor from his breath. Tomoyo pushed herself from his body and backed away. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Eriol hiccupped. "I tried to keep a straight face. I did!" Eriol burst into laughter again. "Doooon't look at me like I'm crazy, you'll only make me laugh harder! Look, this isn't what I had planned, so you think we could start over? I'll go outside and ring the doorbell again and you can answer and let me in!! But DON'T make me laugh!" Eriol giggled. He stumbled towards the front door.
"Eriol!!" Tomoyo ran towards him and grabbed his arm. Eriol looked at her hand, then at her beautiful face and smiled. "You've been drinking??"
Eriol's face contorted. "It seems like every little thing I doooo for yooou, you're never s-satisfied!!"
"Yes, Eriol," Tomoyo said sarcastically. "Because it pleases me to know you've been drinking!! Look, it doesn't matter! Right now, you need to sit down."
"As long as you sit with me," Eriol pulled Tomoyo towards him. Tomoyo broke away from his grasp. "Oh, I see! You'd rather be sitting with Syaoron, huh?"
Tomoyo's eyes went wide. "Oh my gosh, Eriol sit down!"
"No! I know you want him to want you... to want him to..." Eriol paused. Tomoyo examined him. "Eriol?" Eriol remained in a daze. "Eriol??" Tomoyo shook his shoulder slightly. "ERIOL??"
"BOO!"
"AHH!"
Eriol fell to the floor laughing. Tomoyo was about to faint. Eriol pulled Tomoyo down with him. "Come on, Tomoyo. I know you want Syaoron and not me. Just pretend I'm him."
Tomoyo pulled away. "But I don't want it to be him!"
Eriol hiccupped. "So you DO care!!" And he grabbed her arms and pushed them against the floor. Tomoyo couldn't push him off. "Eriol! Get off me!!" Eriol began kissing her neck, trying to undo her robe when suddenly Tomoyo lifted her knee to his crotch. Eriol's eyes went wide and he fell on top of her Tomoyo pushed the drunk off her and made him get up. He slowly got to his feet and Tomoyo pushed him out the door. "Eriol, I think you have to leave. You don't or I'll call the police! I said I didn't want Syaoron, but I don't want you, either. Not anymore." Tomoyo slammed the door and locked it. Tomoyo pushed her body against the door, as if she were afraid he'd break it down. Angry tears rolled down her cheeks. 'How could he?'
*Kinomoto Residence*
Sakura walked downstairs to the kitchen to throw away the empty ice cream tub in the trashcan. She looked up at the clock. "7:58," She said to herself. "Welcome home, Syaoron! I hope you and Meilin have a good life together having stable jobs, making babies. Of course I really don't mean that because you and I, Syaoron, we should be together."
DING DONG
"Daddy, did you forget something?" Sakura opened the door. "H-Hoe." Syaoron stood before her. "Li?" He smiled. "Cut the formalities. Call me Syaoron. Can I come in?" Sakura jumped into his arms and laughed. "Syaoron!!" Syaoron hugged her back. She pulled away from his hold and slapped him across the face (A/N: OW!). "What the hell's the matter with you??!! For three days you made me believe you were leaving. You led me on, Li Syaoron!!" She looked at Syaoron's red cheek (which he was holding) then shook her head. "I thought you were leaving."
"I could never leave," Syaoron said, rubbing his swollen cheek. "But after being bitch-slapped by the girl of my dreams, maybe I can catch the next flight outta here!"
"Hey! You better not leave me again!" Sakura growled. Her face brightened. "The girl of your dreams?"
Syaoron said slyly. "Well, I figure every guy's gotta have a girl of their dreams."
Sakura blushed, and then shook off the feeling. "You still haven't answered my question about why you're still here!"
"You haven't answered my question, either. Can I come in?"
Sakura giggled. "Of course."
Syaoron's eyes went wide. "Touya's not here is he?"
"He's in Tokyo typing a research paper." Sakura assured Syaoron. "Come in." She grabbed his hand and led him inside. She shut the door behind her and offered Syaoron a seat, and he graciously took it. Sakura sat next to him. "So, I thought you were leaving with Meilin to Tokyo."
"You thought wrong."
"Obviously!" Sakura lifted an eyebrow. "What happened?"
"I was only supposed to take Meilin to the airport. She was leaving. I was only helping her leave."
"You made her leave?"
"Actually," Syaoron sighed. "She left all on her own."
Sakura was taken aback. "Well, that's shocking." She paused. "When you said you were supposed to take Meilin to the airport, you mean you didn't?"
"Nope." He grinned. "She wanted me to take you to your prom."
Sakura's jaw practically dropped. "Even more shocking. Is this the same Meilin I know and hate?"
"I know, weird isn't it? Well, I went to the prom and you weren't there. What was up with that?" Syaoron asked. Sakura looked down. "What's the point?" She asked him. "I mean, why go if you're not going with the one you love?" Syaoron smiled. "I glad you feel that way." He leaned in slowly, as did Sakura, but before their lips could touch, the phone rang. Sakura got up and answered the phone in the kitchen. "Moshi moshi?"
"Hey, hon, you feeling okay?" Fujitaka asked.
"Yea, I'm feeling much better." Sakura replied cheerfully.
"Well that's good. I was almost afraid to leave you alone for a long time." He sighed in relief.
"But I thought you'd be coming home by now." She said.
"Well, it seems there are three other classes I'm substituting for, tonight." Fujitaka massaged his temples. "Will you be okay in the house by yourself for another two hours?"
Sakura looked back at Syaoron, and then grinned. "Don't worry, dad. I'll find something to pass the time away."
"Okay, honey. Did you eat all the ice cream?"
"Yea. We might need more. Could you get some on the way home?"
"Sure. Call me if you need anything."
CLICK
Sakura hung up. She turned around to face Syaoron. "So, who was that?" He asked. Sakura smiled. "My dad." Syaoron's eyes went wide. "He's not coming home, is he?" Sakura grinned. "Not for another two hours. Hmmm!" Sakura put her hands to her cheeks. "Whatever shall I do to pass the time away?" She sat down next to him and grinned. "So where were we." Syaoron leaned in. "I think we were right here." Syaoron's lips touched Sakura's as his hands held her waist. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him over her. Syaoron caressed her skin and planted kisses around her neck and face. Sakura burst out laughing. Syaoron parted from the kiss and asked Sakura, "What is it?"
"There you go! Grabbing my ass again!"
"Okay, maybe I did," Syaoron admitted playfully. Both of them began kissing again, and this time, they took it a little further...
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A/N: THE END! (Just kidding! That would be a sucky ending... well, for E&T anyways!) Okay, after this next chapter, this story will be at a temporary standstill. Nothing big, it's just I'm trying to maintain an A average (and so far, I've been able to pull that off!) and get into the photography club (or yearbook... whatever the hell it's called), my sis's birthday coming up, blah, blah. So remember, after chapter thirteen, this story will be on hold. I won't update till a few weeks later, no later than a month, I promise!
This is the middle of the story, so I will tell you now:
Many characters are out-of-character (and by the twelfth chapter, you guys should have already realized that), but I figure if they were truly themselves as they are in the CCS series, that would ruin the entire story!
No magic! And why would there be? I want to make this somewhat as real as possible. It's an Alternate Universe!!
No Kero or Suppy, er, even if I did make Kero a stuffed animal in one of the scenes, but that was for laughes.
Someone e-mailed me and asked: Will Nakuru ever appear in this story?? Not likely. If I were to put her in this story, whom would she star as: Touya and Yuki's best friend? But what importance will she have as their best friend? So I said forget it! No Nakuru! (Don't hate meee!!!)
Anyways, that's all I have to say! Enjoy!!
-Cher
(PS, keep a look out for chapter thirteen!! ^_^;)
I hope you've had a better week than me! Anyways, back to my story!!
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If You're Not The One
Chapter 10
Prom Night (Part II)
Syaoron was somewhat shocked to receive a kiss on the cheek from the girl who told him months ago she hated him. He turned to look at her, blushing slightly, and asked, "What was that for?"
"Tomoyo," Said a voice from behind them. Both Tomoyo and Syaoron turned around to see Eriol.
"Eriol!" Tomoyo stood up from her seat. "Syaoron didn't leave!"
"Obviously," Eriol glared at Syaoron.
"And Sakura's missing her prom!" Tomoyo continued, noticing Eriol's reaction, but decided to let it pass.
"Anyway, we gotta find Sakura." Syaoron said, standing up from his seat.
"We?" Eriol asked. "What's all this talk about 'we'? Tomoyo and I are here at prom together and we intend to have a good time." Tomoyo elbowed his ribs. "Eriol!" but before she continued, Syaoron interrupted. "No, Tomoyo, he's right. I don't want you to give up your night of fun so that Sakura and I might finally have a chance together. Thanks anyway." And with that said, Syaoron left. Tomoyo looked at Eriol and frowned. "You are such an asshole!"
"What??"
Tomoyo raised her voice. "We were supposed to help them get back together, and then all of the sudden you decide to turn your back on them!"
"The way you turned your back on me?"
She sighed. "If you can't accept the fact that I'm not ready to commit-"
"Because you'd rather commit with Syaoron?" He said before letting Tomoyo finish.
"Where the hell did that come from?"
"I saw you kiss him!" Eriol said loudly for everyone to hear. Everyone went silent. Tomoyo's face went red with embarrassment. She growled, grabbed him by the arm, and pulled him towards a more secluded area. "I can explain that-" she began. "You don't have to, Tomoyo, because it really wouldn't do you any good now! Gosh, it's as if what I had said earlier meant absolutely nothing to you!"
"But it didn't mean 'nothing', Eriol! You just walked in at the wrong time!"
"No, I walked in at the part where you thought you'd get away with it!"
"Gosh! You think everyone's out to get you!" Tomoyo's arms flew up in the air. "If you'd just let me explain what happened, then you can decide whether or not I'm the traitorous skank you think I am!"
"Honestly, Tomoyo, I'm not interested to know because I really don't think I care."
Tomoyo frowned, slapped him, and stormed off.
(A/N: Uh... OW!)
*Student Parking Lot*
Syaoron was unlocking the door to his car when a girl in a light purple dress with tearstains on her cheeks approached him.
"Syaoron," Tomoyo said softly. "Could you take me home?"
*Kinomoto Residence*
Sakura was in her room, the curtains to her window closed, the room dark, the only light was that of her television set. Upon her lap was a nearly melted, half full gallon of Ben & Jerry's Rocky Road and a large spoon. Suddenly, there was a knocking at the door. Sakura mumbled something (probably acknowledging the person to enter) and the door slowly creaked open.
"Sakura?"
"MmMmMm?"
"Sakura, I thought you were going to your prom?"
Sakura's eyes still on the television set shook her head. "No one wanted to take a whore."
"Sakura," Touya said, now entering her room, sitting on her bed. "I know things at school haven't been going well, and that Chinese gaki left on the next flight to Beijing-"
"Hong Kong." Sakura corrected.
"Whatever." Touya replied. "Don't do this to yourself."
Sakura raised an eyebrow. "Do what?"
"This! Sitting in the dark watching reruns of 'Friends' eating ice cream!"
"Well, this is the only way, alright? This isn't something where I can just get up and move on and everything would be right in the world, and why am I telling you things you wouldn't understand??"
"You need to tell someone!" Touya pushed. "You obviously need to get this off your chest!" Sakura gave a pout and shook her head. Touya ruffled her hair playfully and left the room. Sakura turned the volume to the television louder and scooped an enormous amount of ice cream on her spoon and stuck it in her mouth.
Touya walked down the stairs slowly.
"Any luck?" Fujitaka asked his son.
"None at all." Touya replied. "Dad, Sakura's obviously not feeling well, but I can't stay with her tonight. I've got a report due tomorrow."
Fujitaka sighed. "And I was asked to fill in for a night class at the university in less than two hours. Don't worry about Sakura. She'll be fine."
"Not in this condition! Have you seen her lately?"
Fujitaka hesitated to ask. "Is it that bad?"
Touya laughed. "Oh man, dad! If you'd have seen..." Touya stopped laughing, realizing his father wasn't laughing with him. "You wouldn't have seen anything. It was not funny."
"Well, go back to Tokyo, Touya. I'll ask Tomoyo if she'll stay over."
"Wrong."
"Huh?"
"Prom Night, dad. Tomoyo's not home."
Fujitaka nodded. "Right. I'm sure Sakura will be fine at home alone."
*Daidouji Mansion*
Syaoron parked his car outside of Tomoyo's house. "Thanks." Tomoyo said sadly. Before Tomoyo could open the door, Syaoron locked it. "Syaoron? What are you doing?"
Syaoron looked her in the eyes. "He saw, didn't he?"
Tomoyo looked down. "Yea. He wouldn't even let me explain. Eriol thinks I purposely kissed you so I could make him jealous. He thinks everyone's out to get him!"
"Can you blame the poor guy?" Syaoron asked. "Sakura left him for another guy! And now this?! Of course he's gonna think that!"
"Ugh!" She slapped her forehead. "I really screwed up, didn't I?"
"Yea you did."
Tomoyo looked at Syaoron and frowned. "That was a rhetorical question."
"Oh."
Syaoron unlocked the doors and let Tomoyo leave. He watched her enter the white mansion before he drove away.
*Eriol*
Eriol drove to a bar soon after he saw Tomoyo leave in Syaoron's car. He walked in without a jacket, vest, and bow tie. He sat down at the bar area and waited for the bartender.
"Aden," He said to the bartender.
"Hey, Eriol." The bartender greeted. He saw Eriol's formal attire and smirked. "What's the occasion?"
"My funeral." Eriol said gloomily. "If you don't have Old Milwaukee, Tecate's fine."
"If that was a joke, it wasn't funny."
"No joke. Get me a cold one, will ya?"
Aden chuckled nervously. "May I have a word with you in the back?" Aden asked. Eriol got up and followed Aden to the back of the bar. Aden held his shoulders. "Eriol, how old are you?"
"Eighteen."
"How many more years till you're allowed to drink?"
"Three."
"Then it's settled!" Aden pushed Eriol out the door. "Come back till you're legal!" Before he could get Eriol out the door, Eriol pulled out a wad of money. Aden looked at Eriol. "Eriol! What the hell is this? Oh I see what you're trying to do, and it's not gonna work, either." Eriol pulled out another wad of money. "This is my first job! You know what they'd do if they found out I was giving alcohol to a minor?" Eriol pulled out another wad of cash. "Eriol, where'd you get all that money?"
"Supposed to take out a girl. Too bad she wants nothing to do with me. So do I get my beer?"
"No!"
Eriol pulled out another wad of money and counted all the money he had combined. Aden sweat. "H-how much money is that a-anyways?"
"About four-hundred bucks."
"Were you planning on taking this girl on a honeymoon or what?"
"It doesn't matter now. Now..." Eriol grabbed Aden's hand and put the money inside. "Now it's all yours, my friend. Get me a cold one." Eriol walked out from behind the bar, leaving Aden and his money behind.
*Hours Later*
"ADEN!" A drunken Eriol hollered. "Get me another one!"
"Eriol, this is your fifth beer!"
"And who paid you all that money for that beer?" Eriol asked slyly.
Aden leaned over and whispered. "Exactly! I'll get in trouble if anyone finds out what I've done!"
Eriol leaned in and whispered. "That's right! YOU'LL get in trouble if anyone, say... your manager, finds out. And he won't find out, either, unless you continue to refuse to give me that sixth beer bottle!" Aden sighed and gave him a sixth beer bottle.
*Much Later*
Eriol looked at his watch. "Hey! It's (hiccup) 7:30!! I gotta go get Tomoy- o-o. The prom's gonna start any (hiccup) minute!!" Eriol dragged himself out of his seat and headed for the door until Aden stood in front of him. "Whudduya think you're doing?" Eriol slurred.
"You're drunk." Aden declared.
Eriol laughed and threw his hands in the air. "Drunk?? Drunk!! Haha!!" Eriol's face contorted. "Of course I'm DRUNK!!" Eriol burst into laughter and slapped Aden on the shoulder.
"Let me drive you."
"Let me drive yoooou!" Eriol mocked. "I don't want you to go through all that trouble, man."
"Look, if you want to get home safely-" Aden grabbed Eriol's arm. Eriol pulled away from his grasp. "LOOOOK!!" Eriol mimicked. "If you wanna keep your job, I suggest you stay out of this!!" And Eriol stormed off.
(A/N: Wow... smart drunk... or stupid bartender...)
*Daidouji Mansion*
Tomoyo's dress was laid out on her bed. She was in her bathroom taking a shower. Minutes later, she came out dressed in a light purple robe, combing her wet hair. She sat on her bed and sighed. She remembered the look on Eriol's face when they were arguing earlier that evening. 'I really screwed up!' Tomoyo said, brushing out the tangles in her hair. 'I need to talk to him.' She threw her brush on her bed and grabbed the phone on her nightstand. Before she could dial the numbers, the doorbell rang. Tomoyo ran downstairs and opened the door. Eriol stood before her.
"Hey! I was about to call you." Eriol remained quiet. Tomoyo continued. "I wanted to say I was sorry for slapping you, but not I'm not sorry for what I said. I mean you wouldn't even hear me out! But this probably wouldn't have happened if I hadn't have ran out on you like that." There was a long pause, which kinda scared Tomoyo. "Eriol? Are you there?"
"Hi, is Tomoyo home? May I come in?" And Eriol dragged himself inside the house and plopped down on the couch.
Tomoyo looked back at Eriol in confusion as she shut the door. She walked towards the couch and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"Tomoyo! There you are!" Eriol jumped up quickly from his seat, then slowly sat back down. "Okay, the room is spinning. Not good..." He groaned in pain. Tomoyo lifted an eyebrow as Eriol got up slowly. "Tomoyo, I need to talk to you."
"Okay, what the hell is this? Did everything I just say go through one ear and out the other just now? Look, maybe you're doing this to get me angry, confused, scared, and you did a great job! So cut it out!"
"Don't be scared!" Eriol rushed over to Tomoyo and pulled her into an uneasy embrace. "I'll hold you!" Eriol laughed, and Tomoyo smelled the liquor from his breath. Tomoyo pushed herself from his body and backed away. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Eriol hiccupped. "I tried to keep a straight face. I did!" Eriol burst into laughter again. "Doooon't look at me like I'm crazy, you'll only make me laugh harder! Look, this isn't what I had planned, so you think we could start over? I'll go outside and ring the doorbell again and you can answer and let me in!! But DON'T make me laugh!" Eriol giggled. He stumbled towards the front door.
"Eriol!!" Tomoyo ran towards him and grabbed his arm. Eriol looked at her hand, then at her beautiful face and smiled. "You've been drinking??"
Eriol's face contorted. "It seems like every little thing I doooo for yooou, you're never s-satisfied!!"
"Yes, Eriol," Tomoyo said sarcastically. "Because it pleases me to know you've been drinking!! Look, it doesn't matter! Right now, you need to sit down."
"As long as you sit with me," Eriol pulled Tomoyo towards him. Tomoyo broke away from his grasp. "Oh, I see! You'd rather be sitting with Syaoron, huh?"
Tomoyo's eyes went wide. "Oh my gosh, Eriol sit down!"
"No! I know you want him to want you... to want him to..." Eriol paused. Tomoyo examined him. "Eriol?" Eriol remained in a daze. "Eriol??" Tomoyo shook his shoulder slightly. "ERIOL??"
"BOO!"
"AHH!"
Eriol fell to the floor laughing. Tomoyo was about to faint. Eriol pulled Tomoyo down with him. "Come on, Tomoyo. I know you want Syaoron and not me. Just pretend I'm him."
Tomoyo pulled away. "But I don't want it to be him!"
Eriol hiccupped. "So you DO care!!" And he grabbed her arms and pushed them against the floor. Tomoyo couldn't push him off. "Eriol! Get off me!!" Eriol began kissing her neck, trying to undo her robe when suddenly Tomoyo lifted her knee to his crotch. Eriol's eyes went wide and he fell on top of her Tomoyo pushed the drunk off her and made him get up. He slowly got to his feet and Tomoyo pushed him out the door. "Eriol, I think you have to leave. You don't or I'll call the police! I said I didn't want Syaoron, but I don't want you, either. Not anymore." Tomoyo slammed the door and locked it. Tomoyo pushed her body against the door, as if she were afraid he'd break it down. Angry tears rolled down her cheeks. 'How could he?'
*Kinomoto Residence*
Sakura walked downstairs to the kitchen to throw away the empty ice cream tub in the trashcan. She looked up at the clock. "7:58," She said to herself. "Welcome home, Syaoron! I hope you and Meilin have a good life together having stable jobs, making babies. Of course I really don't mean that because you and I, Syaoron, we should be together."
DING DONG
"Daddy, did you forget something?" Sakura opened the door. "H-Hoe." Syaoron stood before her. "Li?" He smiled. "Cut the formalities. Call me Syaoron. Can I come in?" Sakura jumped into his arms and laughed. "Syaoron!!" Syaoron hugged her back. She pulled away from his hold and slapped him across the face (A/N: OW!). "What the hell's the matter with you??!! For three days you made me believe you were leaving. You led me on, Li Syaoron!!" She looked at Syaoron's red cheek (which he was holding) then shook her head. "I thought you were leaving."
"I could never leave," Syaoron said, rubbing his swollen cheek. "But after being bitch-slapped by the girl of my dreams, maybe I can catch the next flight outta here!"
"Hey! You better not leave me again!" Sakura growled. Her face brightened. "The girl of your dreams?"
Syaoron said slyly. "Well, I figure every guy's gotta have a girl of their dreams."
Sakura blushed, and then shook off the feeling. "You still haven't answered my question about why you're still here!"
"You haven't answered my question, either. Can I come in?"
Sakura giggled. "Of course."
Syaoron's eyes went wide. "Touya's not here is he?"
"He's in Tokyo typing a research paper." Sakura assured Syaoron. "Come in." She grabbed his hand and led him inside. She shut the door behind her and offered Syaoron a seat, and he graciously took it. Sakura sat next to him. "So, I thought you were leaving with Meilin to Tokyo."
"You thought wrong."
"Obviously!" Sakura lifted an eyebrow. "What happened?"
"I was only supposed to take Meilin to the airport. She was leaving. I was only helping her leave."
"You made her leave?"
"Actually," Syaoron sighed. "She left all on her own."
Sakura was taken aback. "Well, that's shocking." She paused. "When you said you were supposed to take Meilin to the airport, you mean you didn't?"
"Nope." He grinned. "She wanted me to take you to your prom."
Sakura's jaw practically dropped. "Even more shocking. Is this the same Meilin I know and hate?"
"I know, weird isn't it? Well, I went to the prom and you weren't there. What was up with that?" Syaoron asked. Sakura looked down. "What's the point?" She asked him. "I mean, why go if you're not going with the one you love?" Syaoron smiled. "I glad you feel that way." He leaned in slowly, as did Sakura, but before their lips could touch, the phone rang. Sakura got up and answered the phone in the kitchen. "Moshi moshi?"
"Hey, hon, you feeling okay?" Fujitaka asked.
"Yea, I'm feeling much better." Sakura replied cheerfully.
"Well that's good. I was almost afraid to leave you alone for a long time." He sighed in relief.
"But I thought you'd be coming home by now." She said.
"Well, it seems there are three other classes I'm substituting for, tonight." Fujitaka massaged his temples. "Will you be okay in the house by yourself for another two hours?"
Sakura looked back at Syaoron, and then grinned. "Don't worry, dad. I'll find something to pass the time away."
"Okay, honey. Did you eat all the ice cream?"
"Yea. We might need more. Could you get some on the way home?"
"Sure. Call me if you need anything."
CLICK
Sakura hung up. She turned around to face Syaoron. "So, who was that?" He asked. Sakura smiled. "My dad." Syaoron's eyes went wide. "He's not coming home, is he?" Sakura grinned. "Not for another two hours. Hmmm!" Sakura put her hands to her cheeks. "Whatever shall I do to pass the time away?" She sat down next to him and grinned. "So where were we." Syaoron leaned in. "I think we were right here." Syaoron's lips touched Sakura's as his hands held her waist. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him over her. Syaoron caressed her skin and planted kisses around her neck and face. Sakura burst out laughing. Syaoron parted from the kiss and asked Sakura, "What is it?"
"There you go! Grabbing my ass again!"
"Okay, maybe I did," Syaoron admitted playfully. Both of them began kissing again, and this time, they took it a little further...
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A/N: THE END! (Just kidding! That would be a sucky ending... well, for E&T anyways!) Okay, after this next chapter, this story will be at a temporary standstill. Nothing big, it's just I'm trying to maintain an A average (and so far, I've been able to pull that off!) and get into the photography club (or yearbook... whatever the hell it's called), my sis's birthday coming up, blah, blah. So remember, after chapter thirteen, this story will be on hold. I won't update till a few weeks later, no later than a month, I promise!
This is the middle of the story, so I will tell you now:
Many characters are out-of-character (and by the twelfth chapter, you guys should have already realized that), but I figure if they were truly themselves as they are in the CCS series, that would ruin the entire story!
No magic! And why would there be? I want to make this somewhat as real as possible. It's an Alternate Universe!!
No Kero or Suppy, er, even if I did make Kero a stuffed animal in one of the scenes, but that was for laughes.
Someone e-mailed me and asked: Will Nakuru ever appear in this story?? Not likely. If I were to put her in this story, whom would she star as: Touya and Yuki's best friend? But what importance will she have as their best friend? So I said forget it! No Nakuru! (Don't hate meee!!!)
Anyways, that's all I have to say! Enjoy!!
-Cher
(PS, keep a look out for chapter thirteen!! ^_^;)