Chapter Thirteen By Chibi Maylan

A/N: Heya! I am glad that this CCS ficcie has actually lasted, coz I normally write stuff and they end shortly.

Notice that this chapter has a few sexual references.


Eriol pushed the remote control, he pressed on a channel and a man was reporting a court case in the city. He had the reporter suit and microphone in hand. "A fortnight ago, the Negashima Corparation had been shut down temporarily due to a murder scene which has alleged murderer Nakahito Negashima. This afternoon, Nakahito's court case which had commenced this morning, had ended in the late afternoon. With girlfriend, Mika Hajime and Nakahito's mother closely within the court room, both had denied to answer our questions. Sources had announced though, that Nakahito is found guilty, and will remain in the local jail for a few years, which the amount of years will be considered by the Judge and jury shortly."
Eriol sighed, "So, the old guy finally had gotten ridden of. By his own blood too!" Syaoran clicked his tongue, "That's what the media wants to know, the news channels aren't very truthful, you should know that."

Eriol pressed 'Mute' and turned his attention to Syaoran. "You know what we should do on a fine Friday night?" Syaoran groaned. "I am not gonna play chess or Chinese checkers against you anymore!! You must cheat, cause I never win." Syaoran replied. Eriol laughed heartily, "No!! I propose we should go to the city's disco joint, the newest one." Eriol said, flashing Syaoran a pamphlet. Syaoran grabbed it reluctantly, and read it out loud:

"SweeT club. The hottest music and dj's to be rockin' till the sun comes up" he stated the first line, he raised an eyebrow. "Read on" Eriol said, kicking his feet up onto the table.

"Come join SweeT from 10pm! Our hourly laser lights ensemble show will brighten your dance moves, along with our dee-licious sweets on the counter just for you!" Syaoran finished off the pamphlet.

"They're a dance club and a cake shop?" Syaoran asked. Eriol laughed. "Come on, we've been locked up in here for too long let's give our daily routine a change, I've got the keys, lets go rock!" he ran for the door.


"Now I understand what they mean by sweets." Said Syaoran in disgust. He folded his arms, as Eriol grinned at two women standing seductively behind the counter, wearing candy striped lingere and matching hat. One handed over drinks and winked, "On the house, cutie." To Eriol, who raised his glass up to her and gave a gulp.

"Eriol! How can you enjoy yourself like this, don't you remember our –"
Eriol clammed Syaoran's mouth with his hand. "Don't say it." He mumbled, "Don't say their names, whatsoever. Look, we're here to be guys; to have fun and swing with some girl. Now get onto that dancefloor and dance!" he snapped. Syaoran was pushed onto the dancefloor, which three glimmering girls immediately soaked his presence with their seductive moves.


"Syaoran, this is Cynthia and Allycia" Eriol introduced the two giggling girls that cuddled up onto Eriol. "Hey, Syaoran." Allycia greeted with a smile, her eyes scanning his figure. "Come, sit next to me." She added, pulling him down onto their booth. "Syaoran and I live together, you guys should see our wicked bachelor pad!" Eriol hiccupped. 'No wonder, he's soaked himself in alcohol, looks like his old college self is popping out tonight. Syaoran recalled the days when they had gone to raves, became incredibly drunk and managed to pick up pretty girls to stay the night with them a few times. Syaoran looked at Allycia, which Allycia had placed her hand onto his leg. "Better watch her." He whispered to himself.

The boys had left with Cynthia & Allycia, the girls shivered in mini skirts and tiny tops as the taxi rolled to a stop. "Come on! Our bachelor pad isa waitin' for you.." Eriol winked at Cynthia. She grinned and hopped inside, "Ally!" she waved, as Allycia nodded and they giggled. "Syaoran, come sit with me, baby." Allycia cooed.
The four of them managed to play a game of Twister and drank more alcohol, the boys' music system was blaring out dance music and Eriol collapsed onto Cynthia. "Poor thang! He's tired as, I'll... tuck him in." she smiled. Eriol began to laugh as they headed for his room. Syaoran began to hiccup, quite heavily drunk himself from his dose of vodka. "C'mon baby, let's tuck in ourselves too, huh cutie?" she pulled his hand. Syaoran hiccupped.

Allycia opened his bedroom door and exclaimed. "Ohmigod! Satin sheets." She grinned, turning to Syaoran. "I adore men with Satin sheets.." she said, pulling his shirt. Syaoran chuckled, unaware of what was really happening. He was laid down onto his bed, as Allycia began to kiss him and untie his buttoned shirt. Syaoran closed his eyes, his head was pounding, as the woman crushed her lips with his. She had led her fingertips to trail down his chest. "Hah! That tickles – stop that tickling" he laughed. She kissed his chest, before undressing herself, leaving only her lingere. Syaoran looked at her, "Sakura..." He murmured. "What'd you say?" She giggled. "Oh well, come with me, baby" She said finally, inviting Syaoran to bundle up in the covers.


Syaoran awoke, his eyes took a while to adjust, his vision was blurred and his head was aching. Gaining sight, he sat up from his bed, he looked at the ground to see his suit and green silky shirt sprawled on the ground. "That's funny, I normally would wear them to dances." He scratched his head in thought. Syaoran laid back onto his pillow, with a sigh. He pulled the bedsheets, and closed his eyes.................................

Syaoran took exactly three minutes before he literally jumped out of his bed, stark naked. "Oh-my-god!" he yelled. The brunette blinked and yawned. "G'morning to you, baby." She replied. She stood up, walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. "Oh, baby? Ok if I use your shower. I'm quite sweaty from... last nights events." She winked. Syaoran's face turned beat red. "What events?!?!" he blurted. Allycia blinked, opening the shower doors, "Oh, the disco clubbing.. us meeting.. then youandIdidthenasty" she laughed, closing the door behind her.

Syaoran stumbled backwards, and stared at his reflection in the wardrobe mirrors. "What did you do now, moron!" he pointed at himself.


It was only until midday when the girls finally left the boys' home. Eriol waved goodbye as the taxi drove out of sight. Syaoran, still shocked and stammered by what he had let himself do, plunked himself onto the armchair. Eriol walked back inside the house, he handed Syaoran a note from Allycia which said: "Relax! You were snoring away before we could do anything, baby! But hey, if your ever interested, just gimme a call. Allycia, xoxo."
Syaoran gave a huge sigh of relief. Eriol turned on the kettle and poured tea. "Why are you so cool about this?!" Syaoran whined. Eriol looked up at Syaoran, before returning his eyes back to the boiling water. "What's there to not be cool about?" Eriol mumbled. Syaoran walked up to him, "Hello? You and that Cynthia did it, didn't you? Does Tomoyo-chan ring a bell? Your number one girl you'd go 'gaga' about when we worked and they stayed here?" Syaoran asked. Eriol turned his back. "Yeah, well.. she's gone, isn't she? It's not like she'll pop back out of her vase and cheer me up again, isn't she!!!" he began to yell. Syaoran went quiet, as Eriol slammed the tea onto the counter. "I'm going out." He stated, taking the car keys.

Syaoran watched Eriol as he left the house. "He must really miss her. But still, I think our manners were horrid last night." Syaoran told himself, before grabbing the remote control.


To Be Continued...
- CM.