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Chapter Three
"Daniel, you pervert! Get off me NOW!" Seiya bellowed as he glared at the top of the black head under his chin. Daniel was cuddled contently into a ball and preceded to squash the smaller body of Seiya into the couch beneath them.
"No mummy, just five more minutes…sleepies…" Daniel murmured sleepily cuddling deeper.
Seiya growled. After staying at the club temptations, the four boys had proceeded to Syaoran's house to sleep the drink off. Seiya had got the couch, falling asleep as soon as his head the pillow, and then waking up in the morning with Daniel using him as a human-pillow. Well…. we was going to have that, was he?
Letting out a war cry, Seiya proceeded to chuck Daniel onto the floor, which let out a rather girly scream.
"Jesus, Seiya! What the hell was that for?" Daniel grumbled as he sat up, rubbing the back of his head gingerly.
Seiya spluttered. "What do you mean, 'what was that for'? You were sleeping on top of me! I got the couch tonight, you were supposed to sleep on the floor next to Errol!"
"Yeah, well, the floor was hard! I was getting back pains and you do make a very soft pillow."
Seiya was about to retort with a venomous comeback but was cut short by Errol surfacing from the mound of blankets on the floor. "Do you guys mind? Some people are trying to get some sleep here."
"I was too, but this great lump here ("I'm not a great lump!") Decided to sleep on me!"
"Better for him to sleep on you then with you." Errol mumbled before immersing himself in the blankets yet again. He was answered by indignant sputtering (from the red-faced Seiya) and uproarious laughter (from the gleeful Daniel).
Syaoran tried to block out the noise from the other side of the room. The insistent chatter was just a drone in his ears. The entire time, he had the beginnings of a small smile on his lips. He couldn't get the image of the masked image of the girl who was called Sakura. The most memorable thing was her beautiful eyes, the clear jade green that would forever sear his soul. He closed his eyes to picture them without distraction.
Wrong. "Syaoran? Oi! Wake up!" Daniel, the ever-subtle one. Riiight.
"What?"
"Don't get all moody with me. Its just that you have a rather scary expression on your face and I was wandering if you feel ill or something."
Errol popped up again. "I think he's smiling." He sounded astonished.
"I think you're right." Seiya piped up.
Syaoran sighed as if he was in pain, suffering. "Is that so strange?"
"Yes." All three answered in unison.
"Don't be stupid. I do smile."
"Hmmm…interesting. What are you thinking about?" Errol pushed on.
Syaoran smirked. "None of your damn business."
Daniel looked scandalised. "None of our business? How can you say that? Spill, damn you!"
Syaoran proceeded to look like he was thinking about it, but then he jumped up and walked confidently out of the room. "First in the shower." He shut the door, just in time to deflect three pillows aimed at him.
Meanwhile at the Kinomoto residence…
"Sakura, will you just stop fidgeting for one moment, please! I'm getting to the hard part. I need all of my concentration and that won't happen if you won't stop being an idiot."
"I can't help it, Tomoyo! I have been sitting in this really uncomfortable chair for over an hour and I think my left butt cheek has gone numb."
"I really needed to know that."
Sakura grinned. "Thought you might. I'm just not used to sitting in one spot for this long."
"That is a blatant lie. You're the only one I know who can watch all three lord of the rings extended editions back to back! You seemed fine then, so quit your complaining."
"How can you possible compare watching the work of a genius to getting your hair cut! Anyone told you that you're off your rocker lately?"
Tomoyo let out a long suffering sigh, straightening up from her bent position where she was cutting Sakura's beautiful hair. Placing a hand on her hip, she waved the pair of scissors threateningly. "Look Sakura, I'm doing you a favour here. So at least try to act grateful. You know I'm the only one with any creative talent that would make a boy's haircut on you look good. I know you're nervous, that's a lot of hair on the floor." Sakura's nervous eyes flicked down to the kitchen floor beneath her and gaped. That was a lot of hair. She gulped. "But if you don't keep still it's going to look like you tried to cut it with any blunt instrument you could find in the tool shed in your garden. Do we understand each other?"
Sakura nodded her head vigorously. "Um…Tomoyo?"
Tomoyo sighed yet again. "What is it now Sakura?"
"Can you please stop waving those sharp scissors at me? You're making me very nervous."
Tomoyo blushed. "Oh. Sorry."
Their came a knock at the closed kitchen door. "Sakura? Tomoyo? Are you finished yet?" came the voice of Sakura's dad.
"Not yet!" They both yelled.
"Are you killing each other in their or what? All we can hear is you both screaming at each other."
"Shut it Touya." Sakura growled.
"Hurry it up, you two. I want to see what mess you've got yourself into."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, big bro."
"No problem."
Sakura settled herself back in the chair, a frown of determination set on her face. "Come on Tomoyo. Let's show the dofus out there that I can actually pass for a boy."
"Aye, aye captain."
Touya and Fujitaka were sat in the living room, eagerly awaiting the appearance of Sakura, or rather Saku Kinomoto. Both Sakura and Tomoyo had literally pushed both of the males out of the kitchen and made them sit in the living room so they could have some privacy without them gawping at her or making snide remarks (Touya).
Sakura would show them what she looked like once her hair was done, complete with the chest binding device and the boy's clothes that Touya had bought for her in her size.
"If you didn't remark on Sakura's choice of hairdresser, we would still be in there right now." Fujitaka muttered as he sat back in the chair, arms crossing over his chest.
"Oh come on, Dad. It was begging me to say it aloud."
"I should get you a muzzle or something. For both you and Sakura."
"Nah. Wouldn't work anyway." Touya said confidently.
"And why not?" Fujitaka asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Sakura would just naw her way through it. Under ten minutes, guaranteed."
"Do you guys ever quit needling each other…"
"Where would the fun be in that?"
A cough came from the entrance of the living room. They both turned to look at Tomoyo.
"May I present to you, Saku Kinomoto!" Tomoyo said with a flourish, her hands spread outward towards the deserted entrance.
Silence.
Tomoyo shifted uncomfortable as the two men just stared at her blankly.
"What did you do to her?" Touya asked flatly.
"I didn't do anything to her!" Tomoyo said defensively. "Sakura! Get out of the kitchen now!"
"I look so stupid." Came the small timid voice of Sakura, or rather Saku.
"Let the others decide that, now just get out here now!" Tomoyo cried impatiently.
There was a small sigh and Sakura stepped out. Both men stared disbelievingly at her. She was wearing a black fitted shirt with a surf logo on the front with black baggy jeans and sneakers. A black and red wristband was on her left hand while her right hand was tucked into the back pocket, standing in a slouching position. The hair was cut incredibly stylish, thanks to the beautiful Tomoyo. The hair at the back of her head was layered so it looked all jagged. The hair that framed her face was also layered, the tips brushing under the tips of her ears.
The others could only gawk at her, or should they say he, standing their looking like a…well…. a boy.
Touya snapped out of it pretty fast to say. "You do look like a boy."
Sakura grinned. "That was what I was aiming for."
"Yeah, you look like a boy. A 'pretty boy', mind you."
Sakura deadpanned. "Great." She said blandly.
Suddenly Sakura found herself crushed against her Dad's chest as he blubbered on. "Oh my little Saku! You're all grown up, dressing as a cute boy! The son I never had!"
"Hey!" Touya said indignantly.
"Dad! Quit it!"
Tomoyo just laughed.
To Be Continued…
Sorry this is shorter then the previous chapter but I wanted to update this week end and this was all I managed to write!
Hope you enjoy anyway!