Chapter 6: Dance of love
Authoress' Rant: Hee hee, I like this chapter.
Start POV Sequence
Sakura: Everybody is getting ready to go downstairs for some fun and frolic and I want to vomit. Oh well, I'll be able to keep a cool face... Jusenori is now the block between me and Syaoran... in more ways than one.
Syaoran: Why me?
Kero: You can hear everything inside of a bag. I mean, you've never tried it, so you can't relate. If you've ever been stuffed in a locker, maybe you can. Or been in the bathroom while someone was talking to a friend by the mirror. It's the same thing.
Note to self: Slap Sakura upside the head.
Yukito: I'm sorry, but I just can't help it. I use to be so in love with Touya and his hazel/ brown eyes. I never thought that wouldn't be. But... there's something about him that changed. Like how he's obsessing about his sister's relationship and not his own. Touya was never romantically inclined, but it just got worse...
Touya: I thought that if Sakura moved out from a guy's apartment, I would feel happy. So far, I feel sick. I can't believe, no matter how much of a gaki he is, that she did that. It just feels... bad. Like I ate something that didn't agree with my stomach and heart, so it beat the living crap out of them.
Syaoran: Why me? Why can't I ever have a lasting relationship with Sakura? I almost walked out on her once, so now, she walks out on me.
Mei-lin: My mother expects me to dance with Syaoran. I don't think I'll be able to get onto my feet. Maybe I should super-glue my butt to the chair.
Tomoyo: People wonder why me and Eriol aren't a couple yet. Well maybe, it's because he can never be serious...
Eriol: SUCCESS!!!! I'm doing so well!
Syaoran: Why is it always the little green wolf that gets kicked in the butt?
Sakura sat down with the full family again, hoping that this night would end. This time, she sat next to Tomoyo and Jusenori, not daring herself to look up at Syaoran's disappointed face. He was forced to sit next to Mei-lin and Manoa gave him a proud smile.
'That's right, Sakura. This is the way it should be.' But in her heart she knew that this wasn't the way it should have been. She kept herself occupied by talking to Jusenori, something that she knew would anger Syaoran, but it was the only way to keep herself sane. She and the others turned to see Kawaii take to the center of the floor again.
"Hello, everyone. I'm not going to be here long, I can tell some of you are hungry.
A murmur of laughter.
"I just want to tell you that food and dancing is on the way, so make sure to get your fill of food and enrichment. Bye!" She walked off and sat with other members of the committee.
Very quickly, a banquet table was set up to the side and people came up, table by table, to take they're food on silver plates. Sakura didn't know how, but she managed to get up, get food, steal some into her bag where Kero was hiding to keep him content, sit down again, and eat her own food, with out throwing it back up again. All the while, she kept on a perfect smile and a non-wavering voice.
Everyone moved out of there seats and to the walls as the tables were wheeled out of the room. Some chairs were put by the walls for anybody who wanted to sit during the dance. Sakura stole looks at Syaoran, hoping that he didn't notice.
All the while, Syaoran glanced at her. Mei-Lin had latched on to his arm and he was shifting uncomfortably. She looked away, not wanting to meet eyes with Syaoran. She had enough problems on her mind already.
Jusenori sidled up to her, grasping her hand. "Sakura, would you dance with me, tonight?"
'Dance with me tonight.. -with me tonight... -night... -night... -night...' Sakura's mind echoed it over and over again. 'Dance with you, DANCE WITH YOU!, How could you think that I could DANCE with you NOW, Jusenori!!!' Sakura's mind screamed her thoughts in hellish waves. But instead, she said:
"Sure, I'll dance with you, Jusenori." A light ballad was playing on the speakers, a nice start before the music that they would begin to play later. A few couples started out on the dance floor, and Jusenori took her hand and led her out.
Syaoran snorted slightly, trying to back away into the wall. But Mei-Lin grinned, and pulled him out to the dance floor. She placed his hands on her hips and lightly put her hands on his shoulders, snuggling up into her chest. Her dress was a long-sleeved, bright red one with two slits cascading up her legs, without a back. She let him lead at first, so he angled himself to look at Sakura. She was laughing, happily with Jusenori, who was tracing her jawline with his fingertips. Sakura looked up, and stopped laughing.
'His eyes are so cold..., how could he ever learn how to love?' Sakura thought. Syaoran smiled dangerously, a plan coming to mind. He slid his hands from Mei-Lin's waist to her bareback, caressing her body.
Sakura bit her lip. She was going to scream.
'So he wants to challenge me, huh?' Sakura pressed her body onto Jusenori, stretching her arms around his neck and allowing her fingers glide up her arms.
Syaoran narrowed his eyes. He put his hands firmly on Mei-Lin's back and pushed her onto him. Sakura turned her head Jusenori's neck, closing her eyes. To an onlooker, like Syaoran, it looked like a very romantic position. To Sakura, it was an uncomfortable one.
Mei-Lin smiled at Syaoran's new uprising and wiggled her hips to the beat. She tilted her head upward to Syaoran, who traced her jawline and neck with his lips.
That was the last straw...
Sakura pulled away from Jusenori. She couldn't take anymore from him; enough was enough. She walked off the dance floor, furious. Footsteps were heard from behind her and she whipped around, fists in full swing.
Touya caught her hand in his palm, not wanting a black and blue. "What's your problem?"
Sakura shuddered at his words. "What do you mean, 'What's my problem?'"
Touya sneered. "I saw you and Syaoran out there. I know what you were doing."
Sakura took a deep breath. "I wasn't doing anything, Touya."
"Don't lie to me, Sakura."
Sakura turned to the side a little, "I wasn't doing anything, Touya." She repeated. Touya took her shoulders and made her face him.
"Look, Sakura. I know that something is going on between you and Syaoran..."
"Just like I know that something is going on between you and Yukito..." Sakura said, sharply. Touya flinched, and Sakura used this time to runaway from him to the only place she could run... the ballroom.
She stood on the edge of the room, swaying slightly. Tomoyo came up to her, and Sakura realized that she never got a chance to talk to her all night.
"Hey." Sakura smiled. Tomoyo tried to smile back, but she looked as if she was going to cry.
"What's wrong, Peach?" Tomoyo laughed a little to the Peach and Cherry Blossems bit.
"Eriol... I like him, and I can tell that he knows that I like him, but when you look in your purse and see a dead frog only to realize that it was a rubber one with a small not that says 'Eriol jokes' you don't exactly think 'Oh, he's sooo romantic.'" Tomoyo sighed.
"But... I think he likes you..." Sakura put in.
"Yeah, I thought that too..." Tomoyo looked down for a moment, before her total facial expression changed.
"Oh... I know something you don't..." Tomoyo grinned as Sakura's eyes widened.
"What's that?"
Tomoyo bit her lip, a smile pasted on her face. "You know how Syaoran likes you?"
Sakura nodded.
"Well....he's coming to you right now..."
Sakura's whole face went from estatic to angry. "Excuse me? What do you mea-"
Syaoran took her hand. "Would you be so kind as to dance with me?" His eyes had a fire in them that Sakura hadn't seen since he tried to beat her up. But a smirk played with his lips.
Sakura took his hand. She wasn't going to give in and burn in the fire anymore. Now on, it was her time to shine.
As he lead her out onto the floor, a sultry latin beat pumped out of the speakers. Syaoran looked at her, ready to pounce if she was going to dart out of the door again, but she stayed put, her jaw locked and eyes unwavering from his own.
There bodies moved like pure liquid water, as Syaoran twirled her in a wide circle and twisted her into him. She moved her hips, letting her thighs pull tight as the dress clenched onto her body. He unraveled her and put on hand to her hip, the other in her hand. They moved their legs, in sync (where?) with each other, one went back, the other foreward. He took both of her hands, crossed them, and span, both turning around under their arms.
A crowd formed around them, some clapping to the music, other's whispering at their talent. (or the scene that happened about a month back with the cafe) Even Mei-Lin, Sanori and Manoa had to admit that they were good.
Syaoran dipped her so that she made a full circle bent over backwards. He twirled her and turned it out, Sakura's hair flying out of her pigtails, one leg bent to the side of the other. Then he twisted her into him again, her landing hard onto his chest, her hands placed nicely on it and he dipped her one more time, this time like a real dip, a smirk (a sneer when a light is in the beholder's eyes) on their faces.
The music ended with them in that position and people around them started clapping. Soon, people moved away to dance and Sakura let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She looked into Syaoran's light brown eyes and grinned.
"Gee... bold aren't we?" He blushed and let go. She whimpered as her butt hit the floor. He held in his laughter as Sakura gave him 'THE LOOK'. He reached down and grabbed her outstreached arm. He brought her up and to his face. A soft ballad played, but they weren't moving. Two hand on his shoulders, two hands on her waist, they stayed in that position throughout the whole song, lost in the throng of the crowd.
Starting POV's
Syaoran: I didn't believe it... I couldn't... just... I... wha....
This is very, very disorienting.
Sakura: I never thought I could love like this before. It's just so much more relaxing with all barriers down...
Jusenori: Oh well for our date... (sigh)
Kawaii: Damn... I never got my date!
Tomoyo: That's the LAST straw from Eriol. I can't stand him anymore. He is officially out of my life. For good, this time....
Or... not.
Eriol: The plan is working!
Mei-Lin: They looked extraordinary on the dance floor. I must admit. But that does NOT mean that she's won... she will not win... not against me, not against Syaoran, not against a Li... (second class wizard)
Touya: This is so frustrating. I thought Yukito and I would be more mature, but I feel like a little boy, him looking down at me from his nose... I can't take this anymore... what made him break up with me anyway?
End of POV's
Authoress' Rant: Hee hee, I like this chapter.
Start POV Sequence
Sakura: Everybody is getting ready to go downstairs for some fun and frolic and I want to vomit. Oh well, I'll be able to keep a cool face... Jusenori is now the block between me and Syaoran... in more ways than one.
Syaoran: Why me?
Kero: You can hear everything inside of a bag. I mean, you've never tried it, so you can't relate. If you've ever been stuffed in a locker, maybe you can. Or been in the bathroom while someone was talking to a friend by the mirror. It's the same thing.
Note to self: Slap Sakura upside the head.
Yukito: I'm sorry, but I just can't help it. I use to be so in love with Touya and his hazel/ brown eyes. I never thought that wouldn't be. But... there's something about him that changed. Like how he's obsessing about his sister's relationship and not his own. Touya was never romantically inclined, but it just got worse...
Touya: I thought that if Sakura moved out from a guy's apartment, I would feel happy. So far, I feel sick. I can't believe, no matter how much of a gaki he is, that she did that. It just feels... bad. Like I ate something that didn't agree with my stomach and heart, so it beat the living crap out of them.
Syaoran: Why me? Why can't I ever have a lasting relationship with Sakura? I almost walked out on her once, so now, she walks out on me.
Mei-lin: My mother expects me to dance with Syaoran. I don't think I'll be able to get onto my feet. Maybe I should super-glue my butt to the chair.
Tomoyo: People wonder why me and Eriol aren't a couple yet. Well maybe, it's because he can never be serious...
Eriol: SUCCESS!!!! I'm doing so well!
Syaoran: Why is it always the little green wolf that gets kicked in the butt?
Sakura sat down with the full family again, hoping that this night would end. This time, she sat next to Tomoyo and Jusenori, not daring herself to look up at Syaoran's disappointed face. He was forced to sit next to Mei-lin and Manoa gave him a proud smile.
'That's right, Sakura. This is the way it should be.' But in her heart she knew that this wasn't the way it should have been. She kept herself occupied by talking to Jusenori, something that she knew would anger Syaoran, but it was the only way to keep herself sane. She and the others turned to see Kawaii take to the center of the floor again.
"Hello, everyone. I'm not going to be here long, I can tell some of you are hungry.
A murmur of laughter.
"I just want to tell you that food and dancing is on the way, so make sure to get your fill of food and enrichment. Bye!" She walked off and sat with other members of the committee.
Very quickly, a banquet table was set up to the side and people came up, table by table, to take they're food on silver plates. Sakura didn't know how, but she managed to get up, get food, steal some into her bag where Kero was hiding to keep him content, sit down again, and eat her own food, with out throwing it back up again. All the while, she kept on a perfect smile and a non-wavering voice.
Everyone moved out of there seats and to the walls as the tables were wheeled out of the room. Some chairs were put by the walls for anybody who wanted to sit during the dance. Sakura stole looks at Syaoran, hoping that he didn't notice.
All the while, Syaoran glanced at her. Mei-Lin had latched on to his arm and he was shifting uncomfortably. She looked away, not wanting to meet eyes with Syaoran. She had enough problems on her mind already.
Jusenori sidled up to her, grasping her hand. "Sakura, would you dance with me, tonight?"
'Dance with me tonight.. -with me tonight... -night... -night... -night...' Sakura's mind echoed it over and over again. 'Dance with you, DANCE WITH YOU!, How could you think that I could DANCE with you NOW, Jusenori!!!' Sakura's mind screamed her thoughts in hellish waves. But instead, she said:
"Sure, I'll dance with you, Jusenori." A light ballad was playing on the speakers, a nice start before the music that they would begin to play later. A few couples started out on the dance floor, and Jusenori took her hand and led her out.
Syaoran snorted slightly, trying to back away into the wall. But Mei-Lin grinned, and pulled him out to the dance floor. She placed his hands on her hips and lightly put her hands on his shoulders, snuggling up into her chest. Her dress was a long-sleeved, bright red one with two slits cascading up her legs, without a back. She let him lead at first, so he angled himself to look at Sakura. She was laughing, happily with Jusenori, who was tracing her jawline with his fingertips. Sakura looked up, and stopped laughing.
'His eyes are so cold..., how could he ever learn how to love?' Sakura thought. Syaoran smiled dangerously, a plan coming to mind. He slid his hands from Mei-Lin's waist to her bareback, caressing her body.
Sakura bit her lip. She was going to scream.
'So he wants to challenge me, huh?' Sakura pressed her body onto Jusenori, stretching her arms around his neck and allowing her fingers glide up her arms.
Syaoran narrowed his eyes. He put his hands firmly on Mei-Lin's back and pushed her onto him. Sakura turned her head Jusenori's neck, closing her eyes. To an onlooker, like Syaoran, it looked like a very romantic position. To Sakura, it was an uncomfortable one.
Mei-Lin smiled at Syaoran's new uprising and wiggled her hips to the beat. She tilted her head upward to Syaoran, who traced her jawline and neck with his lips.
That was the last straw...
Sakura pulled away from Jusenori. She couldn't take anymore from him; enough was enough. She walked off the dance floor, furious. Footsteps were heard from behind her and she whipped around, fists in full swing.
Touya caught her hand in his palm, not wanting a black and blue. "What's your problem?"
Sakura shuddered at his words. "What do you mean, 'What's my problem?'"
Touya sneered. "I saw you and Syaoran out there. I know what you were doing."
Sakura took a deep breath. "I wasn't doing anything, Touya."
"Don't lie to me, Sakura."
Sakura turned to the side a little, "I wasn't doing anything, Touya." She repeated. Touya took her shoulders and made her face him.
"Look, Sakura. I know that something is going on between you and Syaoran..."
"Just like I know that something is going on between you and Yukito..." Sakura said, sharply. Touya flinched, and Sakura used this time to runaway from him to the only place she could run... the ballroom.
She stood on the edge of the room, swaying slightly. Tomoyo came up to her, and Sakura realized that she never got a chance to talk to her all night.
"Hey." Sakura smiled. Tomoyo tried to smile back, but she looked as if she was going to cry.
"What's wrong, Peach?" Tomoyo laughed a little to the Peach and Cherry Blossems bit.
"Eriol... I like him, and I can tell that he knows that I like him, but when you look in your purse and see a dead frog only to realize that it was a rubber one with a small not that says 'Eriol jokes' you don't exactly think 'Oh, he's sooo romantic.'" Tomoyo sighed.
"But... I think he likes you..." Sakura put in.
"Yeah, I thought that too..." Tomoyo looked down for a moment, before her total facial expression changed.
"Oh... I know something you don't..." Tomoyo grinned as Sakura's eyes widened.
"What's that?"
Tomoyo bit her lip, a smile pasted on her face. "You know how Syaoran likes you?"
Sakura nodded.
"Well....he's coming to you right now..."
Sakura's whole face went from estatic to angry. "Excuse me? What do you mea-"
Syaoran took her hand. "Would you be so kind as to dance with me?" His eyes had a fire in them that Sakura hadn't seen since he tried to beat her up. But a smirk played with his lips.
Sakura took his hand. She wasn't going to give in and burn in the fire anymore. Now on, it was her time to shine.
As he lead her out onto the floor, a sultry latin beat pumped out of the speakers. Syaoran looked at her, ready to pounce if she was going to dart out of the door again, but she stayed put, her jaw locked and eyes unwavering from his own.
There bodies moved like pure liquid water, as Syaoran twirled her in a wide circle and twisted her into him. She moved her hips, letting her thighs pull tight as the dress clenched onto her body. He unraveled her and put on hand to her hip, the other in her hand. They moved their legs, in sync (where?) with each other, one went back, the other foreward. He took both of her hands, crossed them, and span, both turning around under their arms.
A crowd formed around them, some clapping to the music, other's whispering at their talent. (or the scene that happened about a month back with the cafe) Even Mei-Lin, Sanori and Manoa had to admit that they were good.
Syaoran dipped her so that she made a full circle bent over backwards. He twirled her and turned it out, Sakura's hair flying out of her pigtails, one leg bent to the side of the other. Then he twisted her into him again, her landing hard onto his chest, her hands placed nicely on it and he dipped her one more time, this time like a real dip, a smirk (a sneer when a light is in the beholder's eyes) on their faces.
The music ended with them in that position and people around them started clapping. Soon, people moved away to dance and Sakura let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She looked into Syaoran's light brown eyes and grinned.
"Gee... bold aren't we?" He blushed and let go. She whimpered as her butt hit the floor. He held in his laughter as Sakura gave him 'THE LOOK'. He reached down and grabbed her outstreached arm. He brought her up and to his face. A soft ballad played, but they weren't moving. Two hand on his shoulders, two hands on her waist, they stayed in that position throughout the whole song, lost in the throng of the crowd.
Starting POV's
Syaoran: I didn't believe it... I couldn't... just... I... wha....
This is very, very disorienting.
Sakura: I never thought I could love like this before. It's just so much more relaxing with all barriers down...
Jusenori: Oh well for our date... (sigh)
Kawaii: Damn... I never got my date!
Tomoyo: That's the LAST straw from Eriol. I can't stand him anymore. He is officially out of my life. For good, this time....
Or... not.
Eriol: The plan is working!
Mei-Lin: They looked extraordinary on the dance floor. I must admit. But that does NOT mean that she's won... she will not win... not against me, not against Syaoran, not against a Li... (second class wizard)
Touya: This is so frustrating. I thought Yukito and I would be more mature, but I feel like a little boy, him looking down at me from his nose... I can't take this anymore... what made him break up with me anyway?
End of POV's