Stuck in the Middle
CCS
Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to Clamp.
Chapter 2 Help
Syaoran went home in a hurry to change out of the clothes with Ayumi's "germs" on it. He was relieved when he finally got rid of the perfume on his body after scrubbing five times using quite a large amount of soap. Still, he'd rather not go through another shower like that. Perhaps I should have taken a bath instead; it might be strong enough to soak out her nauseating perfume.
Syaoran came out of the bathroom, dressed in his boxers and dropped onto the bed. Ayumi was an exhausting person. He didn't even put on his pajama and he soon fell asleep in no time.
Syaoran was sleeping like any other people, so he didn't hear the telephone ring early next morning.
"Li Syaoran here. I'm out on the street somewhere, so state your business after the beep."
Beep.
"Hey, Syaoran. I was wondering if you would like to…"
Syaoran opened one eye and groaned. He ran to the living room and picked up the phone. "Hey, Sakura, what is it?"
"Hi, I just wanted to ask you if you would like to come over to Tomoyo's house. Tomoyo made another batch of clothes, and I just have to drag you here to endure this with me. You are my best friend after all, right?"
"Is she bringing any cake?" Tomoyo was also the best cook ever. She makes the best chocolate cakes.
"Yep, she is."
"Is it chocolate?"
"Unfortunately no, it's a mango cake."
"Well…I don't know…"
Syaoran could just imagine Sakura giving him the puppy eyes with that teary look and little pout. He shuddered. He was glad that Tomoyo seemed to enjoy making clothes only for Sakura. He couldn't imagine how he could survive wearing outfits after outfits for five hours straight with no break at all. He wouldn't mind watching Sakura suffer though. Besides, it was a nice little entertainment for him, like a fashion show.
Tomoyo can make the most outrageous clothing. Once she gave Sakura such a sexy outfit that all males of the student body was drooling at her, including him. Another time, Sakura wore this jester type of dress, and it just looked so funny that Syaoran rolled onto the floor, and nearly choked, because he was laughing so hard that he's not breathing in oxygen. He also had an aching stomach and a sore throat after he calmed down.
"Sure, I'd love to come watch you, Sakura. Now tell me, what's the theme of the clothes?"
"Tomoyo calls it 'Innocence'."
"Ok. So what time do you want me over?"
"How about now? I'm not doing so great. You see, I'm phoning from the bathroom. Tomoyo gave me a batch of 'innocent' dresses, but in my opinion, they are not innocent at all. So come quickly and save me from wearing these things."
"I'll come over later, but I'm not saving you. I want to see how you look in these 'innocent' dresses."
"You're mean, and that's not all. She's holding a banquet tomorrow and she had invited lots of friends. Naoko, Chiharu, Takashi, Rika, Meiling and Kaho-san are going to be there. There are also others from our high school days, Hikki, Tomoko, Daisuke and Maya. She had also invited some other designers, models and other important people as a way to promote her designs. You know how Tomoyo had always wanted to become a designer, so you have to come and help me."
"Can you define help?"
"Well, since I have to wear them anyway. I wanted someone hot like you to model some of Tomoyo's clothes to divert some of the attention off me. If you do this for me, I'll admit that you're hot. Please?"
"I would like to see you do that in person. What time?"
"Thank you. Come at noon, so we can have all the time to prepare for tomorrow."
"Yea, sure. See you later."
"I'll see you."
Syaoran hung up and sighed. He never thought there'd come a day when he had to model for Tomoyo. Might as well do it for the sake of Tomoyo's dream and my friendship with Sakura. Syaoran took a nice long shower. Just then, the phone rang. Once again, Syaoran ran into the living room, not before wrapping a towel around his waist, and answered the call.
"Syaoran here."
A sickly sweet voice said, "Hi, honey. Do you want to come over today?"
No! Not Ayumi again, Syaoran groaned silently. He clenched his teeth and lied smoothly, "Hey, 'hon'. Sorry, I'm busy right now. Please don't ever call me again. I can't believe you cheated on me. Our relationship is over. Don't bother me again, or you can deal with my fist."
Ayumi gasped in shock, "I didn't. I swear. Tai put a move on me and I couldn't resist. Please don't…"
Syaoran rolled his eyes and hung up. Who would have thought that she actually did cheat on him? Good thing he couldn't stand her or he might have ended up with a whore. Syaoran patted himself on the back, nice lie, Syaoran.
He went to his bedroom and closed the door.
Meanwhile, at a mansion owned by the Daidouji's a fifteen-minute walk away, Tomoyo was marveling over her designs.
"Wow. This is so great. All that hard work in university actually paid off. Thanks, Yumiko, for getting the clothes done."
I can't wait for Syaoran to try these on, thought Tomoyo excitedly. "Ohohohohohoho…" Soon the mansion was filled with Tomoyo's laughter.
Ding. Dong. "Go get the door, Aya," commanded Tomoyo, a bit annoyed that she had been distracted from her daydreaming of designing more clothes for Sakura and Syaoran.
"Hey, Tomoyo. You seemed a little upset. What's wrong?"
Tomoyo brightened the moment she heard Sakura's concerned voice, "Hi, you finally came out from the bathroom. I can't believe you would stay there till noon. Oh, you looked so kawaii!"
Tomoyo started swaying from side to side with her hands held up to her chest, her eyes all starry, then she began to hop around Sakura, showering Sakura with praise.
"Ahem…. AHEM," coughed Syaoran, attempting to bring Tomoyo back to this world. He had walked through the door a few minutes ago after greeting Aya. Tomoyo was clearly in heaven, because she was definitely not on earth at the moment.
"TOMOYO!"
Tomoyo blinked and said nonchalantly, "Hi Syaoran, glad to see you here."
Syaoran sweatdropped, I wonder if Tomoyo has a split personality. Judging from the way that she treated me compared to the way she treated Sakura, I think she does.
Tomoyo clapped her hand, "Hurry, Syaoran, change into these costumes I've made for you. See if they fit. Sakura, stay where you are. Come on! We don't have all day. Syaoran! Get changed already."
Syaoran hurried to the bathroom, tripping on the rug along the way. Sakura giggled. Tomoyo was directing some maids to set out the ballroom for a dress rehearsal, while pushing Sakura into the ballroom. She was changing the layout of the stage platform for a while, before she got irritated at the time wasted by Syaoran.
"GET YOUR ASS HERE, LI SYAORAN!"
"NO WAY! What typed of clothing is this? What's with the extremely low neckline and the folded-up sleeves?"
"Oh…Syaoran-kun! You're so cute! Oh! You look so cute with Sakura-chan!" Tomoyo pushed Syaoran towards Sakura happily. She then started to dance around them while they sweatdropped.
"Now go up onto the stage and do a pose!"
Sakura and Syaoran reluctantly went up and stood on the stage platform.
"Do something, don't just stand around. Sakura, put your arms around Syaoran and wrap one leg around him. Yes! That's it. Good, good. Put your leg higher."
Sakura complained, "No, any higher and everyone will see my underwear."
"Whatever! Now walk back and change quickly. There are two changing rooms with the clothes in there. Don't put on the wrong outfit. Then come out one by one and do a little pose individually, then do a little pose together."
"Great! Syaoran, put more energy into this."
Sakura and Syaoran sighed; it's going to be a long day. They were right, because all they did that afternoon was model the clothes and doing poses until Tomoyo was satisfied. They didn't even have the mango cake and they only had dinner for half an hour. They were working late into the night, and Tomoyo still found something to criticize.
"Don't walk slouching, Syaoran."
"Swing your hair a bit, Sakura."
Finally, it was twelve and before Tomoyo said good night, both Syaoran and Sakura were fast asleep on one of the big ballroom couches. Tomoyo shook her head, and put a blanket around them. As she turned off the lights, she whispered to them, "Good night and sweet dreams, don't do anything I wouldn't do." She giggled softly and left them alone in the room, watched over by a beam of moonlight.
Author's Notes:
I hoped it's not rushed. Last chapter had weird humor, rather…perverted. Thanks to the influence of some of my classmates. They are totally perverted; one of them said 'you have a big banana' to someone else who was eating a banana. It's a miracle how I could keep my lunch down.
It's odd how I finished the second chapter for this story before the other one. Actually, I wrote a plot for chapter 2 and 3 for the other one, but I lost it. Hehe…I'm a klutz, good thing I remembered some of the things.
As for this story, I didn't really write a plot, but I have a good idea of what I'm going to write for the next chapter.
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