~Rich and Poor~
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Chapter 7
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"Sakura, wake up!" urged Yuki, shaking Sakura's shoulders.
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Sakura groaned as she slowly awoken. "What time is it?" she asked, her arm over her eyes.
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"It is 12, my lady," replied Yuki. "Your father wishes to eat lunch with you."
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"Tell him that I will be down shortly," said Sakura with a sigh.
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"Yes Sakura," said Yuki with a curtsy and left.
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'You have to call him Sakura...' taunted her voice in her head.
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"But I really don't want to..." mumbled Sakura, staring at the phone.
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'That's a lie...'
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"No, it's not."
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'You want to talk to him...'
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"No."
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"You want to see him...'
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"No."
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'You want to kiss him...'
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"NO!!" yelled Sakura, clenching her fists. "No, no, no, no, no!"
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'Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!'
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"Ahh! Fine then, I'll call him!" yelled Sakura, giving up.
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'Atta girl!'
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"After lunch," laughed Sakura, walking out of her room.
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"Good afternoon father," greeted Sakura, taking her seat by the table.
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"Good afternoon my sweet cherry blossom," replied her father.
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"What do you think of Eriol so far?" asked her father, waving in a maid to bring their lunches.
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"He's very respectful and courteous," answered Sakura, taking a sip of her crystal glass. She took several bites of her meal and noticed that her father had a big smile plastered on his face.
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"That is very good, my dear," said her father, Fujitaka. "Hiiragizawa informed me that he will be taking you out to dinner tonight so I expect you on your best behavior."
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Sakura smiled. "Oh yes father!" She got up from her seat and made herself excited. "Father, would you excuse me? I want to go get my outfit ready for tonight!"
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Fujitaka smiled and nodded. 'She must like him then. What a perfect match."
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Sakura walked up to her room and stopped smiling. "My father's going to get the wrong idea," she whispered and opened her closet. "I might as well get my stuff ready for tonight and uh call Syaoran..."
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"Yuki!" called Sakura, staring at her phone, her heart beating rapidly.
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"Yes Sakura?" answered Yuki.
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"Get me the Li residence, please," said Sakura, nervously.
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"Yes, my lady," said Yuki, taking the phone. She handed Sakura back the phone. (A/N: Wouldn't it be cool having a maid?)
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"What," answered a low gruffly voice that made Sakura even more nervous.
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"Hi, may I please speak to Syaoran?" asked Sakura, after taking a big breath.
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"He not here," replied the voice that sounded drunk.
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'Must be Syaoran's father,' thought Sakura. "Oh, okay well thanks. Bye."
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"Whatevers," said the voice and he hung up.
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"That was rude," said Sakura, after hanging up the phone. "How am I going to get in touch with him?" She sighed and sat on the bed.
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Syaoran drove home and parked his car in the drive way. 'I bet my dad's going to kill me,' he thought because he didn't come home last night.
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Syaoran opened the door to his small, poor home and cringed when he heard his father yell at him.
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"Where were you?!" yelled his father, holding a bottle of beer.
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"I was at my friend's house," answered Syaoran, coolly.
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"Don't you beep lie to me, boy!" yelled his father, towering over him. "You were at a girl's house weren't you?! Having sex, that's all you beep do!"
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Syaoran tried to control his anger as he walked away from his father into the kitchen. 'Where the hell did he get that idea? Not like there are any girls worth having sex with,' he thought, angrily then his mind went to Sakura. 'No way.'
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"Don't ignore me!" yelled his father, bumping into the walls and chairs as he walked into the kitchen.
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"Shut up the beep up!" yelled Syaoran, angrily.
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"You perverted bastard! You stupid boy!" yelled his father, coming closer to him.
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"I don't give a beep what you say!" yelled Syaoran, walking around him.
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His father grabbed a hold of his shirt and flung him to the ground.
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"What did you say?" asked his father, his voice deadly.
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Syaoran got up and pushed his father back. "You heard me," he said.
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His father smashed the bottom of the beer bottle and held the top. "Don't you dare talk that way to me."
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Syaoran clenched his fists and got ready for his father's attack. His father leaped forward, swinging the broken bottle at him but he dodged it and gave his father a punch in the stomach. His father gasped but grabbed his neck, choking him and threw him on the floor.
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His father laughed at him. "You filthy scum. You are weak just like your mother."
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Anger boiled inside of Syaoran as his father insulted him and his mother. He clenched his fists and plunged his fist into his father's jaw, making him fling back and hitting his against the cabinets.
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"Father, you're a disgrace to me and our family," said Syaoran, seeing that his father was knocked out.
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He walked out of the house and drove away.
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"Did you call him?" asked Tomoyo, eagerly.
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"Yeah," answered Sakura, playing with her hair.
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"So what did he say?" asked Tomoyo.
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"He wasn't home," answered Sakura.
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"What?!" exclaimed Tomoyo.
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"Yeah," said Sakura, giggling.
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"Maybe you can call again?"
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"No way! I think it was his dad who answered the phone and he was totally scary."
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Tomoyo laughed. "Well, I guess it'll just be you, me, and Eriol."
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"Yeah, I'm going to be the third wheel," said Sakura, rolling her eyes.
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"Maybe you'll meet a guy at the club," said Tomoyo, cheerfully.
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"Not that I want to."
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"Oh yeah, I forgot. Your heart is already on Syaoran."
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"TOMOYO!!!!!!!"
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Tomoyo giggled. "I was just joking."
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Sakura rolled her eyes again.
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"And don't worry. I got your outfit ready here for you. It's absolutely perfect for you!"
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"Thanks, Tomo."
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"No problemo. Well, I'll see you tonight."
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"Yeah, bye."
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"Bye!"
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They both hung up the phone.
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"Hey Syaoran, are you okay?" asked Ryu, as Syaoran just marched into his house angrily.
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"No, I'm absolutely fantastic," said Syaoran sarcastically.
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"Hey cheer up. I heard the new dance club is opening. Wanna go?" asked Ryu, patting Syaoran's back.
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"Nah, I think I'll just chill here and cool off," replied Syaoran, changing the channels to the TV.
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"Aw come on man. I really want to go and I don't want to go solo," pleaded Ryu.
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Syaoran gave a look at him.
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"There will be hot girls," said Ryu. "And beer and uh, music..."
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"I guess I'll just get a drink and watch you try to get ladies," said Syaoran, with a small smile.
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"Did you just say 'try'?" asked Ryu, offended.
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"Yup," answered Syaoran.
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"I can get any hot mama I want," said Ryu, flexing his arms.
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Syaoran chuckled. "I'm sure you can get at least a grandma."
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Ryu frowned. "That's not funny."
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Syaoran laughed.
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"Shut up."
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Another laugh.
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"Shut up!"
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Laughing harder.
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"Whatever," said Ryu, walking away.
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"Sakura, Mr. Hiiragizawa is here," announced Yuki as she knocked on the door.
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"Yes, I'll be done very soon," replied Sakura, fixing her clothes.
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She looked at herself and laughed. A lovely white silk gown that went off the shoulder and light pink cherry blossom designs that matched her crystal shaped cherry blossom necklace Eriol gave her.
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Sakura walked down the stairs and saw Eriol and her father talking. Eriol looked up and grinned at Sakura and Fujitaka did the same.
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"Hello, Eriol," greeted Sakura, giving out her hand.
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"My lady, Sakura," replied Eriol, giving her a kiss on her hand.
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"Good night father," said Sakura, giving a peck on Fujitaka's cheek.
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"Good night," replied Fujitaka. "Don't keep her out too late."
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"Yes sir," replied Eriol, with a grin.
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They both walked to Eriol's limo, Eriol's driver helping them in. As soon as the door was closed, they both laughed.
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"Now on to Tomoyo Daidouji's house," informed Eriol to the driver.
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Eriol smiled at Sakura. "I'm excited to meet her."
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Sakura smiled back and giggled. "Just be yourself. But I really don't know your true self since you're part gentleman and part clubbing guy."
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Eriol smirked. "I hardly have time to go clubbing and I only did so about 3 times. It was mostly with other business friends."
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"Your business friends go clubbing?" asked Sakura, shocked.
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"We're not going to be so dull like the older generation. It's a way to have fun other than balls and stuff like that."
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"Master, we have reached the house," said the driver on the intercom.
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"Thank you, Mike," said Eriol as he helped Sakura out of the limo.
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"DING DONG!"
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"Hi Sakura!" exclaimed Tomoyo as she saw Sakura. "You look beautiful!"
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"Thanks," said Sakura blushing. "This is Eriol Hiiragizawa. Eriol, this Tomoyo."
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She looked at Eriol and saw him staring at Tomoyo and Tomoyo staring at Eriol.
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"Well I guess your eyes have already found each other," joked Sakura as she entered Tomoyo's house.
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Tomoyo blushed as Eriol kissed her hand. She rushed to Sakura and giggled. "He's soo cute!" she whispered excitedly.
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Sakura smiled. 'They like each other! Yay!'
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Tomoyo ran away and came back with Sakura's outfit. "Here, your outfit for tonight. I'm sure any guy that sees you will be blown out of this world."
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Sakura laughed. She went in the bathroom to change and came out wearing a white tub top with ties on the sides and tight low jeans with ties on the side too. She had her hair down and wore a white hat that read, 'Let me blow your mind.'
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"Tomoyo, what is this?" asked Sakura as she saw Eriol's eyes almost coming out of his sockets.
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Tomoyo laughed. "It's the latest style but I did it differently with the jeans," she said pointing to the material and showing how she did it.
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"Now let's go clubbing!" exclaimed Tomoyo as she walked out of her house with the two behind her. "A LIMO?!" she gasped as she saw Eriol's limosine.
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The two behind her chuckled and pushed I her into the limo.
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"Tomoyo, I've never been to a club before," said Sakura, nervously.
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"Don't worry. It's just dancing with a lot of people beside you... Haha. There's going to be a dance contest too," stated Tomoyo, flashing a grin to Eriol.
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Eriol smiled back. "Did you make what you're wearing now?" he asked, looking at her dark purple spaghetti strap top and black jeans.
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Tomoyo nodded.
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"You're very talented," commented Eriol.
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"Thank you," said Tomoyo, blushing.
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"I make clothes for the plays in schools and the cheerleaders," said Tomoyo.
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"I see. Already spreading your design line, eh?"
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Tomoyo smiled. "People like them and I like making them."
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Eriol nodded in approval. "One moment," he said to Tomoyo and leaned over to Sakura.
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"She's fantastic!" he whispered and leaned back.
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Sakura smiled and Eriol smiled back. 'Just perfect,' thought Sakura. 'They make a perfect couple.'
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"It's that one over there!" pointed Ryu to Syaoran as they turned into the crowded parking lot. "It's huge!"
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Syaoran and Ryu stood in line and waited their turn.
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"Hey isn't that Tomoyo?" asked Ryu, pointing to a pretty girl walking on the red carpet along side a rich looking man and an auburn haired girl.
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"Yeah so," said Syaoran, not even looking.
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"Yeah, but isn't that Sakura?" asked Ryu, his eyes huge and staring at the beautiful, hot girl chatting with Eriol and Tomoyo.
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Syaoran stared at Sakura. 'She looks so different. She looks so hot. A tube top and tight jeans? Damn!'
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"Who is that guy she's walking with?" asked Ryu. "He sure is lucky."
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Syaoran glared at Ryu. "I don't know but I sure am going to find out.
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"I never knew we'd get a free pass to enter the club," said Tomoyo, excitedly.
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"They know me," replied Eriol, with a grin.
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"Wow, so different," whispered Sakura, as she entered the club. The loud dance/ pop music filled her ears and many people were dancing on the dance floor.
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"Let's sit here ladies," said Eriol, pointing to a private spot where cushion chairs are.
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They all sat down and talked.
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"Anything to drink?" asked Eriol, glancing at Tomoyo.
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"Margarita," answered Tomoyo without thinking.
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"Sakura?" asked Eriol, raising his eyebrows.
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"I don't know. I never drank alcohol before," said Sakura, honestly.
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"Hmm... I know just what to get you," said Eriol with a smile.
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Eriol ordered the drinks and they came quick because he is very important.
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"Wine?" said Tomoyo, looking at Eriol's bottle of wine.
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"I happen to love wine," replied Eriol, pouring a glass.
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Sakura stared at her reddish colored alcoholic drink. "I don't know about this..."
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"Just take a sip," said Tomoyo, sipping hers.
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"All right..." said Sakura, unsure. She sipped it and she smiled. "It's yummy and sweet."
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"Yes it is," said Eriol, grinning.
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"What is it?" asked Sakura, drinking more.
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"My uncle made it. It's called Sweet Vines."
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"Your uncle makes wine?" asked Tomoyo, shocked.
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"Yes. Oh and Sakura, you shouldn't drink too much because it's -.." warned Eriol, but he couldn't finish because she yelled.
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"More of this delicious Sweet Vines!!!" yelled Sakura, groggily.
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"Really alcoholic... Sakura, I think you should stop now!" said Eriol, taking the bottle of wine away from Sakura.
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"But it tastes good!" whined Sakura, taking the bottle back and taking a chug.
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'I knew this would be a bad idea...' thought Eriol.
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"Sakura, let's go dance," said Tomoyo, standing up and leading Sakura to the dance floor.
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"Where's Sakura?" mumbled Syaoran to himself, searching the room for her. He saw Tomoyo pulling Sakura to the dance floor. 'I wonder if she's as good as singing and playing the piano.'
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"Sakura, just move your body to the music," instructed Tomoyo.
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Sakura laughed and shook her ass. Tomoyo shook her head.
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"Sakura, I'll be back. I guess I have to drag Eriol here," said Tomoyo, walking to where Eriol's drinking his wine.
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"Hey sexy," said a guy with light brown hair. He grabbed Sakura's ass and pulled her towards him.
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"Whoaa... What do you think you're doing?" asked Sakura, trying to smack his hand away but only to whack her own ass.
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"Ohh you sexy fox," growled the guy, rubbing himself against Sakura.
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"I think you need to take tic tacs or something," said Sakura, holding her nose.
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The guy smirked and wrapped his arms around her waist and grabbed her boobs.
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"What are you doing?" asked Sakura, groggily as he played with her.
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"I lost Sakura again," growled Syaoran, jumping up and down from the crowd to find a glimpse of her. "There she is!" he saw her with a guy who was playing with her.. what?! "That damn guy!"
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He pushed and ran through the crowd to Sakura.
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"Can you stop that? It feels weird," mumbled Sakura, pushing away the guy.
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"That means you like it," said the guy, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards him again. "How about we go to my place?" he whispered in her ear.
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SMACK!!!
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"What the...?" mumbled Sakura, looking at the guy on the ground, bleeding.
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"Sakura, what the hell were you doing?!" yelled Syaoran.
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"Huh? Oh hi, Syaoran," said Sakura, trying to walk straight to him but failed.
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"Sakura, you're drunk," said Syaoran, grabbing her and carrying her in his arms.
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"Put me down! I can walk you know!" yelled Sakura, hitting his arms.
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Syaoran put her down and Sakura took a step but fell. Luckily, Syaoran caught her.
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"I'll take you to your place," said Syaoran, walking to his car. "I don't know where your place is... I guess we can go to a hotel since it wouldn't be good going to my house.."
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LiLAznDevil: how's this chapter? Ooh they're going to a hotel. And Sakura's drunk! sigh but problem #1. Her father... yup uh-oh...
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Chapter 7
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"Sakura, wake up!" urged Yuki, shaking Sakura's shoulders.
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Sakura groaned as she slowly awoken. "What time is it?" she asked, her arm over her eyes.
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"It is 12, my lady," replied Yuki. "Your father wishes to eat lunch with you."
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"Tell him that I will be down shortly," said Sakura with a sigh.
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"Yes Sakura," said Yuki with a curtsy and left.
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'You have to call him Sakura...' taunted her voice in her head.
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"But I really don't want to..." mumbled Sakura, staring at the phone.
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'That's a lie...'
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"No, it's not."
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'You want to talk to him...'
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"No."
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"You want to see him...'
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"No."
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'You want to kiss him...'
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"NO!!" yelled Sakura, clenching her fists. "No, no, no, no, no!"
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'Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!'
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"Ahh! Fine then, I'll call him!" yelled Sakura, giving up.
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'Atta girl!'
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"After lunch," laughed Sakura, walking out of her room.
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"Good afternoon father," greeted Sakura, taking her seat by the table.
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"Good afternoon my sweet cherry blossom," replied her father.
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"What do you think of Eriol so far?" asked her father, waving in a maid to bring their lunches.
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"He's very respectful and courteous," answered Sakura, taking a sip of her crystal glass. She took several bites of her meal and noticed that her father had a big smile plastered on his face.
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"That is very good, my dear," said her father, Fujitaka. "Hiiragizawa informed me that he will be taking you out to dinner tonight so I expect you on your best behavior."
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Sakura smiled. "Oh yes father!" She got up from her seat and made herself excited. "Father, would you excuse me? I want to go get my outfit ready for tonight!"
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Fujitaka smiled and nodded. 'She must like him then. What a perfect match."
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Sakura walked up to her room and stopped smiling. "My father's going to get the wrong idea," she whispered and opened her closet. "I might as well get my stuff ready for tonight and uh call Syaoran..."
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"Yuki!" called Sakura, staring at her phone, her heart beating rapidly.
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"Yes Sakura?" answered Yuki.
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"Get me the Li residence, please," said Sakura, nervously.
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"Yes, my lady," said Yuki, taking the phone. She handed Sakura back the phone. (A/N: Wouldn't it be cool having a maid?)
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"What," answered a low gruffly voice that made Sakura even more nervous.
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"Hi, may I please speak to Syaoran?" asked Sakura, after taking a big breath.
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"He not here," replied the voice that sounded drunk.
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'Must be Syaoran's father,' thought Sakura. "Oh, okay well thanks. Bye."
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"Whatevers," said the voice and he hung up.
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"That was rude," said Sakura, after hanging up the phone. "How am I going to get in touch with him?" She sighed and sat on the bed.
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Syaoran drove home and parked his car in the drive way. 'I bet my dad's going to kill me,' he thought because he didn't come home last night.
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Syaoran opened the door to his small, poor home and cringed when he heard his father yell at him.
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"Where were you?!" yelled his father, holding a bottle of beer.
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"I was at my friend's house," answered Syaoran, coolly.
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"Don't you beep lie to me, boy!" yelled his father, towering over him. "You were at a girl's house weren't you?! Having sex, that's all you beep do!"
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Syaoran tried to control his anger as he walked away from his father into the kitchen. 'Where the hell did he get that idea? Not like there are any girls worth having sex with,' he thought, angrily then his mind went to Sakura. 'No way.'
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"Don't ignore me!" yelled his father, bumping into the walls and chairs as he walked into the kitchen.
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"Shut up the beep up!" yelled Syaoran, angrily.
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"You perverted bastard! You stupid boy!" yelled his father, coming closer to him.
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"I don't give a beep what you say!" yelled Syaoran, walking around him.
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His father grabbed a hold of his shirt and flung him to the ground.
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"What did you say?" asked his father, his voice deadly.
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Syaoran got up and pushed his father back. "You heard me," he said.
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His father smashed the bottom of the beer bottle and held the top. "Don't you dare talk that way to me."
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Syaoran clenched his fists and got ready for his father's attack. His father leaped forward, swinging the broken bottle at him but he dodged it and gave his father a punch in the stomach. His father gasped but grabbed his neck, choking him and threw him on the floor.
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His father laughed at him. "You filthy scum. You are weak just like your mother."
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Anger boiled inside of Syaoran as his father insulted him and his mother. He clenched his fists and plunged his fist into his father's jaw, making him fling back and hitting his against the cabinets.
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"Father, you're a disgrace to me and our family," said Syaoran, seeing that his father was knocked out.
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He walked out of the house and drove away.
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"Did you call him?" asked Tomoyo, eagerly.
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"Yeah," answered Sakura, playing with her hair.
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"So what did he say?" asked Tomoyo.
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"He wasn't home," answered Sakura.
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"What?!" exclaimed Tomoyo.
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"Yeah," said Sakura, giggling.
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"Maybe you can call again?"
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"No way! I think it was his dad who answered the phone and he was totally scary."
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Tomoyo laughed. "Well, I guess it'll just be you, me, and Eriol."
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"Yeah, I'm going to be the third wheel," said Sakura, rolling her eyes.
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"Maybe you'll meet a guy at the club," said Tomoyo, cheerfully.
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"Not that I want to."
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"Oh yeah, I forgot. Your heart is already on Syaoran."
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"TOMOYO!!!!!!!"
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Tomoyo giggled. "I was just joking."
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Sakura rolled her eyes again.
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"And don't worry. I got your outfit ready here for you. It's absolutely perfect for you!"
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"Thanks, Tomo."
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"No problemo. Well, I'll see you tonight."
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"Yeah, bye."
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"Bye!"
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They both hung up the phone.
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"Hey Syaoran, are you okay?" asked Ryu, as Syaoran just marched into his house angrily.
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"No, I'm absolutely fantastic," said Syaoran sarcastically.
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"Hey cheer up. I heard the new dance club is opening. Wanna go?" asked Ryu, patting Syaoran's back.
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"Nah, I think I'll just chill here and cool off," replied Syaoran, changing the channels to the TV.
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"Aw come on man. I really want to go and I don't want to go solo," pleaded Ryu.
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Syaoran gave a look at him.
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"There will be hot girls," said Ryu. "And beer and uh, music..."
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"I guess I'll just get a drink and watch you try to get ladies," said Syaoran, with a small smile.
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"Did you just say 'try'?" asked Ryu, offended.
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"Yup," answered Syaoran.
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"I can get any hot mama I want," said Ryu, flexing his arms.
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Syaoran chuckled. "I'm sure you can get at least a grandma."
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Ryu frowned. "That's not funny."
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Syaoran laughed.
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"Shut up."
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Another laugh.
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"Shut up!"
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Laughing harder.
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"Whatever," said Ryu, walking away.
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"Sakura, Mr. Hiiragizawa is here," announced Yuki as she knocked on the door.
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"Yes, I'll be done very soon," replied Sakura, fixing her clothes.
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She looked at herself and laughed. A lovely white silk gown that went off the shoulder and light pink cherry blossom designs that matched her crystal shaped cherry blossom necklace Eriol gave her.
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Sakura walked down the stairs and saw Eriol and her father talking. Eriol looked up and grinned at Sakura and Fujitaka did the same.
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"Hello, Eriol," greeted Sakura, giving out her hand.
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"My lady, Sakura," replied Eriol, giving her a kiss on her hand.
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"Good night father," said Sakura, giving a peck on Fujitaka's cheek.
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"Good night," replied Fujitaka. "Don't keep her out too late."
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"Yes sir," replied Eriol, with a grin.
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They both walked to Eriol's limo, Eriol's driver helping them in. As soon as the door was closed, they both laughed.
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"Now on to Tomoyo Daidouji's house," informed Eriol to the driver.
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Eriol smiled at Sakura. "I'm excited to meet her."
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Sakura smiled back and giggled. "Just be yourself. But I really don't know your true self since you're part gentleman and part clubbing guy."
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Eriol smirked. "I hardly have time to go clubbing and I only did so about 3 times. It was mostly with other business friends."
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"Your business friends go clubbing?" asked Sakura, shocked.
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"We're not going to be so dull like the older generation. It's a way to have fun other than balls and stuff like that."
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"Master, we have reached the house," said the driver on the intercom.
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"Thank you, Mike," said Eriol as he helped Sakura out of the limo.
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"DING DONG!"
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"Hi Sakura!" exclaimed Tomoyo as she saw Sakura. "You look beautiful!"
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"Thanks," said Sakura blushing. "This is Eriol Hiiragizawa. Eriol, this Tomoyo."
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She looked at Eriol and saw him staring at Tomoyo and Tomoyo staring at Eriol.
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"Well I guess your eyes have already found each other," joked Sakura as she entered Tomoyo's house.
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Tomoyo blushed as Eriol kissed her hand. She rushed to Sakura and giggled. "He's soo cute!" she whispered excitedly.
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Sakura smiled. 'They like each other! Yay!'
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Tomoyo ran away and came back with Sakura's outfit. "Here, your outfit for tonight. I'm sure any guy that sees you will be blown out of this world."
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Sakura laughed. She went in the bathroom to change and came out wearing a white tub top with ties on the sides and tight low jeans with ties on the side too. She had her hair down and wore a white hat that read, 'Let me blow your mind.'
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"Tomoyo, what is this?" asked Sakura as she saw Eriol's eyes almost coming out of his sockets.
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Tomoyo laughed. "It's the latest style but I did it differently with the jeans," she said pointing to the material and showing how she did it.
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"Now let's go clubbing!" exclaimed Tomoyo as she walked out of her house with the two behind her. "A LIMO?!" she gasped as she saw Eriol's limosine.
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The two behind her chuckled and pushed I her into the limo.
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"Tomoyo, I've never been to a club before," said Sakura, nervously.
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"Don't worry. It's just dancing with a lot of people beside you... Haha. There's going to be a dance contest too," stated Tomoyo, flashing a grin to Eriol.
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Eriol smiled back. "Did you make what you're wearing now?" he asked, looking at her dark purple spaghetti strap top and black jeans.
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Tomoyo nodded.
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"You're very talented," commented Eriol.
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"Thank you," said Tomoyo, blushing.
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"I make clothes for the plays in schools and the cheerleaders," said Tomoyo.
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"I see. Already spreading your design line, eh?"
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Tomoyo smiled. "People like them and I like making them."
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Eriol nodded in approval. "One moment," he said to Tomoyo and leaned over to Sakura.
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"She's fantastic!" he whispered and leaned back.
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Sakura smiled and Eriol smiled back. 'Just perfect,' thought Sakura. 'They make a perfect couple.'
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"It's that one over there!" pointed Ryu to Syaoran as they turned into the crowded parking lot. "It's huge!"
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Syaoran and Ryu stood in line and waited their turn.
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"Hey isn't that Tomoyo?" asked Ryu, pointing to a pretty girl walking on the red carpet along side a rich looking man and an auburn haired girl.
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"Yeah so," said Syaoran, not even looking.
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"Yeah, but isn't that Sakura?" asked Ryu, his eyes huge and staring at the beautiful, hot girl chatting with Eriol and Tomoyo.
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Syaoran stared at Sakura. 'She looks so different. She looks so hot. A tube top and tight jeans? Damn!'
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"Who is that guy she's walking with?" asked Ryu. "He sure is lucky."
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Syaoran glared at Ryu. "I don't know but I sure am going to find out.
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"I never knew we'd get a free pass to enter the club," said Tomoyo, excitedly.
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"They know me," replied Eriol, with a grin.
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"Wow, so different," whispered Sakura, as she entered the club. The loud dance/ pop music filled her ears and many people were dancing on the dance floor.
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"Let's sit here ladies," said Eriol, pointing to a private spot where cushion chairs are.
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They all sat down and talked.
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"Anything to drink?" asked Eriol, glancing at Tomoyo.
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"Margarita," answered Tomoyo without thinking.
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"Sakura?" asked Eriol, raising his eyebrows.
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"I don't know. I never drank alcohol before," said Sakura, honestly.
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"Hmm... I know just what to get you," said Eriol with a smile.
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Eriol ordered the drinks and they came quick because he is very important.
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"Wine?" said Tomoyo, looking at Eriol's bottle of wine.
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"I happen to love wine," replied Eriol, pouring a glass.
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Sakura stared at her reddish colored alcoholic drink. "I don't know about this..."
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"Just take a sip," said Tomoyo, sipping hers.
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"All right..." said Sakura, unsure. She sipped it and she smiled. "It's yummy and sweet."
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"Yes it is," said Eriol, grinning.
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"What is it?" asked Sakura, drinking more.
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"My uncle made it. It's called Sweet Vines."
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"Your uncle makes wine?" asked Tomoyo, shocked.
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"Yes. Oh and Sakura, you shouldn't drink too much because it's -.." warned Eriol, but he couldn't finish because she yelled.
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"More of this delicious Sweet Vines!!!" yelled Sakura, groggily.
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"Really alcoholic... Sakura, I think you should stop now!" said Eriol, taking the bottle of wine away from Sakura.
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"But it tastes good!" whined Sakura, taking the bottle back and taking a chug.
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'I knew this would be a bad idea...' thought Eriol.
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"Sakura, let's go dance," said Tomoyo, standing up and leading Sakura to the dance floor.
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"Where's Sakura?" mumbled Syaoran to himself, searching the room for her. He saw Tomoyo pulling Sakura to the dance floor. 'I wonder if she's as good as singing and playing the piano.'
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"Sakura, just move your body to the music," instructed Tomoyo.
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Sakura laughed and shook her ass. Tomoyo shook her head.
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"Sakura, I'll be back. I guess I have to drag Eriol here," said Tomoyo, walking to where Eriol's drinking his wine.
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"Hey sexy," said a guy with light brown hair. He grabbed Sakura's ass and pulled her towards him.
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"Whoaa... What do you think you're doing?" asked Sakura, trying to smack his hand away but only to whack her own ass.
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"Ohh you sexy fox," growled the guy, rubbing himself against Sakura.
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"I think you need to take tic tacs or something," said Sakura, holding her nose.
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The guy smirked and wrapped his arms around her waist and grabbed her boobs.
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"What are you doing?" asked Sakura, groggily as he played with her.
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"I lost Sakura again," growled Syaoran, jumping up and down from the crowd to find a glimpse of her. "There she is!" he saw her with a guy who was playing with her.. what?! "That damn guy!"
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He pushed and ran through the crowd to Sakura.
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"Can you stop that? It feels weird," mumbled Sakura, pushing away the guy.
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"That means you like it," said the guy, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards him again. "How about we go to my place?" he whispered in her ear.
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SMACK!!!
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"What the...?" mumbled Sakura, looking at the guy on the ground, bleeding.
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"Sakura, what the hell were you doing?!" yelled Syaoran.
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"Huh? Oh hi, Syaoran," said Sakura, trying to walk straight to him but failed.
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"Sakura, you're drunk," said Syaoran, grabbing her and carrying her in his arms.
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"Put me down! I can walk you know!" yelled Sakura, hitting his arms.
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Syaoran put her down and Sakura took a step but fell. Luckily, Syaoran caught her.
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"I'll take you to your place," said Syaoran, walking to his car. "I don't know where your place is... I guess we can go to a hotel since it wouldn't be good going to my house.."
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LiLAznDevil: how's this chapter? Ooh they're going to a hotel. And Sakura's drunk! sigh but problem #1. Her father... yup uh-oh...