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From the last chapter:
"After class, meet me by the tin storage... just behind the hoops," Eriol grinned, right before the teacher came in.
Class... well, class was... interesting... all the teacher did was give them a few papers, acknowledge that Syaoron was new, and leave.
"Just like I thought... I'm not here to learn," Syaoron thought happily.
After 45 minutes of sheer bordem, Syaoron walked out of the half broken-down doors, to try to find just where at this tin storage was. Ah yes... there it was!
Syaoron was ten feet away from it when Nethanial stomped in front of him. He had a big splotch of blood on his left cheek. Plus the blood splotch looked like the shape of a handprint, making it look like someone slapped him. (Author: hehehe XD)
"YOU... JOIN MY GANG," Nethanial commanded.
Syaoron lifted an eyebrow. Did he think that just like that he would join? Heh, not in his lifetime.
"I don't know... first I want to know if you'll be a good leader. Run from there, to there," Syaoron pointed from the fence to the end of the wall. About 1/10th of a mile.
"Okay," Nethanial agreed. He walked to the starting point.
Syaoron really wanted to grin, big and wide, but you know how it goes. Gang members do not grin.
Nethanial ran like a hunk of wood. He really needed a diet. Running past Syaoron, he tripped him by sticking his foot out, grabbing hold of Nethanial's arm and hurling him as far as possible.
WOW... it was a 10/10 fall. Nethanial fell on his face, flipped onto his back, and was hit in the face with a heavy looking basketball. (Author: He was in front of the hoops remember)
Syaoron chuckled. Idiot...
Standing out side of the 'clubhouse' was one of Eriol's bodyguards.
"Errr... I'm supposed to be here... so?" Syaoron raised an eyebrow. He didn't want to look like an idiot!
The boy opened the door and rolled his eyes at Syaoron.
Syaoron stepped inside the shack. He was blinded for a few seconds because surprisingly, it was major bright inside the shack.
There was Eriol; he was sitting behind his desk with Tomoyo on his lap.
"Syaoron! Ahhh yes... well. You made quite an impression in class back there! How about joining the QOMS's?" Eriol lifted an eyebrow.
"Ohohohohoho!!!!! It stands for Quirky Old Men Students," Tomoyo gave that cute bell-ringing laugh.
"NO! I mean... it stands for the Quick On Male Students. How about joining? The money? What ever you find, you get," Eriol stood up and paced.
Of course, Eriol paced behind his desk. Tomoyo knew that the desk was his fortress. The one place no one ever dared enter. The QOMS's were the biggest clan/gang leaders out there.
Syaoron leaned in, putting on hand on the desk, staring Eriol in the eyes.
"The QOMS is a gang, huh?" Syaoron asked in that cold, icy voice of his.
"Not exactly... the QOMS is, yes a gang, but also we are a fighting gang. We are against another. The gang called CMS. Condor Minute Sword. With your sly skills, reflexes, and more, you can amount to the gang. In addition, obtain a healthy profit. You in?" Eriol took a breath. He needed Syaoron's help in the next fight they would have.
"I'm in," Syaoron grinned. Time for some real fun...
"Did Eriol give you a job yet," Tomoyo asked Syaoron from behind.
Syaoron swung around. Ah, yes... the purple-swirled-eyed girl.
"Just told me to meet him at the tin shack on Monday... three days from now," Syaoron frowned slightly. Eriol didn't sound like a real leader, more like someone using him, but he wasn't about to tell that to Tomoyo... he could tell that she liked Eriol.
Besides, he would be ready at any given moment.
THE NEXT DAY...
"Like, OMG! He is soooo handsome!"
"AND he's sooo good at everything!"
"Did you see what he made in woodshop?"
Syaoron rolled his eyes. Like any of them had ever talked to him.
The bunch of girls all 'liked' him. (Of course, they were mostly after his money...)
"Guess who!" A cheery voice piped behind him.
Syaoron swirled around. The girl named Sakura.
"Hey... Sakura right?" Syaoron grinned.
Sakura was wearing jeans and a shirt with floaty sleeves. In her hair was a green ribbon, tied up into a headband.
"Exactly! Anyway... sorrryyyy about our such brief meeting yesterday," Sakura gave Syaoron one of her 'cute' smiles, while sipping a drink.
"What drink is that," Syaoron asked.
"Mango-Melon," Sakura grinned.
"AH!" Some one bumped into Sakura, causing her to fall! Trying to regain balance, Sakura tripped over herself, AND Syaoron!
Syaoron clumsly tried to catch her, but ended up falling backwards with Sakura's drink all over him.
Syaoron got up, and picked up a blushing Sakura.
Sakura lifted her head and Syaoron pretty much stared at her.
The happy atmosphere was broken by a haughty and gruff voice.
"What are ya doing Sakuraaa?"
Anywhooo... will update quikk... plz review!