Summery: Eriol and Syaoran get locked into a gym.

Thoughts: '...' Speaking: "..."

Those little voices in your head that can get so damn annoying "..."

I forgot to add this to the first to chapter: I own nothing of this anime program.

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Chapter Two

"Hmph, what's the matter? Not strong enough Hiiragizawa? Hmmm?" Syaoran mocked.

"Well, if you believe that you can open this very stubborn door, be my guest," Eriol said politely, but with a hint of ridicule. Syaoran didn't answer. He just walked up to the door, and tugged at it futilely.

"Damn. Thing. Won't. Budge," Syaoran grunted.

"I think. It may be. Locked from. The. Outside," he panted. Syaoran turned and glared at Eriol.

"Well, you're a mage, why don't you use your magic?" Syaoran asked angrily.

"That's a good idea, why didn't I think of it myself?" Eriol smiled.

"Grrrr. Get on with it Hiiragizawa," Syaoran snapped.

"As you wish my cute little descendent,"

"I'M WARNING YOU," Syaoran threatened. All Eriol did in response to the new threat was to simply smile and wink. No only did doing this make Syaoran blush, it also made the little sub-conscious voice start to yap again, which made Syaoran quiet for the time being. Eriol chanted the incantation needed to summon his mage staff. He then channeled some energy through it, causing the staff to glow red. When he pictured the doors opening, nothing happened. All-in-all, it was rather anti-climatic.

"Well?!" Syaoran demanded. He had rid himself of the annoying little voice, at least temporarily.

"It's locked," Eriol said simply.

"WE ALREADY KNEW THAT!!!" Syaoran shouted in frustration.

"Now, just WHY is it locked and WHY didn't your powers work on it?!"

"You know, those are very good questions.." Eriol teased.

"Why you.."

"Calm down Xiao Lang," Eriol said easing effortlessly into lecture mode, "I was just teasing you. I do have one theory."

"Oh, what's that?" Syaoran said sarcastically.

"Someone is preventing us from leaving this building."

"Gee, you think? I had absolutely NO idea!" Syaoran snapped back sarcastically. As loathe as he was to admit this, but if Eriol couldn't get them out, then the force preventing them was way stranger then them. If it was malicious, then they were screwed. At any rate, they'd probably have to spend the night locked in the gymnasium, together. Oh the horror!

Chapter Three

"Grrr, damn it! Why the hell does it have to be so boring?!" Syaoran demanded angrily.

"I can make the stay more interesting," Eriol said deviously. Syaoran blushed.

"It was a rhetorical question Hiiragizawa, RETORICAL!!!"

"Why are you getting so worked up over? All I did was say that I know a way to make this stay more interesting," Eriol stated with a small smile. Of course, he had blatantly used sexual innuendo to make Syaoran blush. It didn't help matters any that Eriol liked to see the little wolf blush, and the fact that the said little wolf had a very hentai mind.

"But you...you...you...DAMN you to the nine hells Hiiragizawa!!!" Syaoran blushed even more. Syaoran blushed because of the fact that he was blushing, blushing at the fact that he couldn't connect words anymore to form sentences, and, most importantly, he blushed because of that insane little annoying voice that wouldn't leave him alone! That annoying thrice- be-damned voice was coercing his mind into.into COMPLETELY inappropriate thoughts of his most cheerful and annoying tormentor.

"Oh yes, but you would love it even more if he tormented you in a completely different way, no?" the annoying little voice whispered.

'What the fuck?! Why the hell won't you leave me alone?' Syaoran demanded.

"Because."

'Because? BECAUSE?! THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER!!!!!!' Syaoran yelled.

"Yes it is," the voice replied in an omnipotent voice.

'...'

"Hellllllooooooo? Earth calling Syaoran, come in Syaoran. YO!" Eriol yelled in Syaoran's ear.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Sorry about that Syaoran, but you just spaced out on me," Eriol explained.

"Well, next time poke me instead," Syaoran replied irritably.
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