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Kyoudai Chishio

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Sakura, the Club, Dancing with Li, and Flashbacks!

……………………Sakura on her way to the club with Nadeshiko!

Sighing heavily, I flipped the cover of my cell phone down and threw it back into my small Louis Vitton purse. My mother, who had been listening to see if I could get through as she reapplied her light pink lipstick, looked up.

"No answer again?" She commented in her light and high-pitched voice. "I told you, she probably wasn't carrying it at all today, and just forgot to turn it off at home. She did tell you she was pulling something with Rika and Terada today, remember?" Sighing again at the fact that she had been right, and I was just wasting my time, I shrugged my shoulders.

"I'm still worried something may've happened, though. Rika and Terada said that they haven't seen or heard from Tomoyo since this afternoon. Rika said that she was guarding the entrance while they loaded the weapons into some bags, and when she heard someone coming she told them to take off, since it was only one guy." I complained softly back to my mother, fingering an earring.

"Well, if it was only one person, she's definitely ok. You're just worrying because you're so hyper." My mother commented, using a hand to push some of her curly hair back away from her face.

"Yeah that's true. I'm wired after all that sitting around and trying things on. I mean I like shopping, but we barely moved. Ooh, is this the club! Damn, Meiling did an awesome job!" I switched topics abruptly as my absent minded gaze out the window finally fell on something worth noticing.

"Hmm, it does look great, even better than her last one. She told me that the levels in the middle were being turned into rooms for all the ex-criminals she was employing at this club. Apparently the bottom level is a normal club, and the top is a high-class one, VIP's only tonight." Mother smiled at me as my legs began to bounce in excitement.

As the limo began to slow, I used the intercom system in our limo to tell our driver to wait at the curb in front of the club, Skyline, for just a few minutes.

"I'm going to call Meiling really quickly, okay?" I told my mother. "I wanna see who all's here. Spotting someone moving past our window I opened my door (the one facing the sidewalk) an inch and called out, "Hey! Rika! Over here!"

As my friend, who was clinging to her boyfriend Terada, turned, she squealed out my name in happiness. "Sakura-chan!" Rushing back toward the door, pulling Terada with her, Rika greeted my mother as I pushed the door open fully, motioning for them to get in. "Nadeshiko-sama".

Laughing, my mother responded, "Konnichiwa, Rika-kun, Terada-kun." As the two slid into our limo and the door shut once again.

As my mother began to tell the driver it may be a little longer of a wait then we thought, I tugged Rika's arm and said, "Hey I'm about to text message Meiling to tell her we're coming up, ok? I wanna know if there's anyone already here to dance with me. I don't wanna get stuck dancing with Kero again, like the past five times! Ah! And have you seen Amaya-chan?" I asked, jumping between topics as I remembered about my friend.

Rika smiled widely and pointed to the mini-backpack she was wearing. "Chiharu phoned me saying that she had shown up breathless and early at the club, and not really dressed for it. She probably ran into someone before leaving Scarred territory. Anyway, I threw some stuff together for her. Good thing we were late leaving, ne Terada?" Rika nudged her boyfriend with her elbow while smiling cutely. Laughing, I grinned in slight relief and took out my cell phone once again.

Text messaging Meiling quickly, and mentioning how desperate I was to get dancing, I received no response, and assumed she'd be sending someone down to answer the questions I had asked in the message.

"Nothing." I told the others, who had begun talking about how Rika and Terada's job with Amaya had gone today. "So she's prolly sending Chiharu or Takashi or someone down. Lets start to head up."

Riffling a hand through the curls I had forced upon my hair through tiny braids, I messed them up a little more, and stepped out. Straightening my shirt and shivering in the sudden blast of cold (my sleeves were sheer), I waited for everyone to scoot out before closing the door again and waving goodbye to our driver.

Bouncing a little as I made my way to the door, the four of us were immediately let in by Sammi, a bouncer Tomoyo and I knew almost too well. I grinned at him and gave him a quick hug after slipping him a little tip and continued after the others. Finding our way to the elevators that would take us all the way to the top, and not bothering to take out our passes since my mother and I were so well known (family, after all). Pressing the button to request a ride, and refusing the man staffed to run the elevators, we waited for a door to open. Coincidentally, or not so coincidentally, an elevator's doors slid open to reveal Kero. Or Cerberus, my cousin.

As soon as we stepped into the elevator, we all raised our eyebrows at the mirror-coated walls.

"Well, no offense to Meiling's club," Rika began, "but with this many people in the elevator, I'm beginning to feel a little dizzy." My own eyes were already spinning. Thank Clow the elevator was a fast one. After the initial comments on the elevator, Kero began to give us all a rundown on what he labeled seriously, 'the situation'.

Apparently Tomoyo had been lucky enough to run into two of the heirs of the Li Zaibatsu or Clan (since one is the heir to the Japanese portion of the family company and the other was the heir to the Chinese portion). After they followed her into the club, she had made a deal with them. The specifics, he didn't have time to tell us, because we had already reached the bar in the center of Meiling's awesome glass room.

The others were reacting pretty normally to the news, Terada, who was trusted, but not that deep into our business, found the news interesting from the ways we were reacting. My mother was looking happier than normal, because she knew that something good was about to happen. Rika was looking a little apprehensive (messing with Li and Eriol was known to get dangerous), but she looked a little evil as well. No doubt thinking about what tortures we could put them through.

I was actually getting giddy with anticipation, and a little anger from the long-standing argument between Li Syaoran and I. This news, above everything else, meant that there was someone who I could dance with aside from Kero tonight.

And, it obviously was going to mean pain for Li. And for Eriol. A lot of pain. Well, maybe not a lot, it depended on what kind of mood Amaya was in and the sort of deal she had struck with them. We couldn't just hurt them or anything, because they were very well known, being rich heirs in Japan who were fond of partying. They had almost certainly made sure to let some sort of random rich VIP's know they were here before meeting Tomoyo.

"Rika, Ying Fa!" A bright voice cheered out suddenly, "What's up girls? Going in to join the party they're holding?" Naoko was heading toward us, dressed up as a bartender in black and silver, and jumping on us to greet us while still managing to motion toward the door hidden in the mirror plated wall of the bar.

"Hey Shina!" I responded with her gang name, "Yeah, you know me, I just can't leave these parties alone. They're never good unless they've been crashed."

"Hey Nadeshiko-sama, I think the DJ has a few questions about which song you're going to perform to open. He wanted to play the short mix he did with your vocals last week in prep for this premier as an ending rather than an opening. He just told me to pass that on." As my mother thanked her and was led to the DJ by another bartender she turned back to us.

"Chiharu and Takashi are on the other side of the bar, they were waiting for ya'll. Just let me go get them. And if Kero will write down ya'll's orders while I get them I'll prepare your drinks for ya'll and bring them in to ya later." She gushed at us quickly before pulling Kero behind the counter and thrusting her pad and pencil at him. "Be back quick!" She smiled before walking off.

"Wow." I said happily, "Something's got her a little more peppy than usual. She wasn't even that happy the first time we got her smashed… Anyway Kero I'm gonna have two shots of Tequila. I'm gonna need it to deal with the fuckers Amaya dragged in."

"Why are you complaining?" Terada asked me, smiling, "You're the one that likes surprises. Imagine how we feel."

"It's ok baby," Rika said, wrapping her arms around him, "I'll protect you from the big bad bullies." As we cracked up Rika and Terada gave Kero their orders.

By the time Kero was ripping off the sheet Naoko was back with Takashi and Chiharu. After the usual happy greetings and compliments on outfits, we headed in to deal with 'the situation'. Or situations if you counted Tomoyo's outfit. Just before we headed in Naoko shoved a makeup kit into Rika's bag, telling her Tomoyo would need some touchups.

……………………………..After Tomoyo left the room to Get Changed

There was a tense silence as soon as Amaya left, replacing the light tone she had so easily set. No doubt she had done it so that the difference in tones would be even bigger than usual, to put the boys on edge.

Syaoran, as I called him to annoy him, since practically no one ever calls him that, looked good as usual, but probably more because he had four sisters than because he tried. He was dressed in a sort of punk way, and you could see none of his tattoos. Eriol, whom everyone called by his first name, especially his enemies, was dressed in a black designer t-shirt over black jeans. Screw designer clothes then, no matter what Tomoyo says, because Syaoran still looked better.

Seeing how still they were being, I looked at Meiling, who was smiling dangerously, keeping Eriol's eyes occupied. It was obviously her doing. Meiling had a flair for violence that actually managed to rival her sense of style. Syaoran's eyes were locked onto my face in a glare meant to make grown husky dogs raised in northern Alaska piss in fear. Instead it just fueled my temper a little bit, and I leaned back in my seat and sneared a little bit. Intent on ignoring the glare, Rika, who had gone smileless upon Tomoyo's exit, began to speak. Her attempt was cut short by the opening of the door.

Some bartender I didn't know had entered. Meiling rose to give him a slight hug and a peck on the cheek as she handed me my Tequila shots (how she knew what I had ordered, I'll never know, although Meiling is uncanny about her knowledge of what customers want), and the man handed Rika and Terada theirs.

As the man exited, our silence, which had now been broken, was eliminated permanently when Eriol commented, "What no drinks for your thirsty guests?" Which was sort of stupid, even for Eriol, who seems half insane sometimes.

Meiling however, cracked up and began giggling almost hysterically. Not really hysterically, just pretty hard since the comment wasn't really that funny. I didn't even know what subtle meaning Eriol was trying to hide in it. Or maybe he just hated the silence.

"How about we talk about the deal then Eriol?" Meiling proposed when she stopped giggling. "I'm sure all of the people in this room have restrictions they'd like to add to Amaya's." The next ten minutes were a series of threats and bitchiness and general additions to the sketchy and almost nonexistent briefing we received of the deal Tomoyo struck. I had never realized Chiharu knew how to be so threatening and scary toward guys before that moment, although I'm pretty sure she learned from being around Takashi, who tended to laugh things off rather than get scared. All I had known before this was that Chiharu was the only thing in the world he was afraid of. Now I knew why. Chiharu knew how to hit nerves.

Between her and Meiling, I could almost see the veins in Syaoran's head beginning to throb and swell and twitch. His condition wasn't aided at all by the fact that I kept making light jokes that Meiling would take seriously and turn into ingenious sadistic schemes. Unfortunately before we had really gotten anywhere in our revisions of Tomoyo's plans, she returned.

…………………During the previous scene where Tomoyo is telling everyone what's going on...

Tomoyo's rundown of the deal was efficient, but did not by any means answer all of my questions. Tomoyo was being amazingly nice, considering that the last time she met with Eriol she almost killed him. There was definitely more to the story.

But when I heard what she had arranged for the premier, I was excited. Thanks to my overprotective brother, I never really went with guys to big publicity things like premiers. He was extremely overprotective and anything he knew we'd be going to, he ensured that I was going single too, or I'd have to go with him. If I had appeared with Tomoyo, the press would have assumed we were lesbian and dating, since it would explain Tomoyo's sudden high status and living conditions, and the fact that they never saw me dating much. Basically, she had come up with the perfect plan!

Plus, we all knew this could be very bad for Eriol and Syaoran if they didn't turn it into something good for their family businesses. Everyone here knew that their family was cruel and strict about their public image, and very controlling of Eriol and Syaoran's lives. Of course, the two found ways around that, and had made themselves important and respected, but they could definitely potentially feel the backlash of this.

After the others left, I decided to broach the topic of dancing. I was going to have to dance with Syaoran now. I had to keep an eye on him after all. And no fucking way was I just gonna sit and watch him to make sure he stayed still and didn't leave the club.

"Shall we dance?" I questioned, playing but saying it in a little bit of an angry tone and glaring at him.

Watching Tomoyo brilliantly maneuver Syaoran into the correct phrame of mind, without Eriol moving to stop her and save Li, I began to smile more cheerfully than I thought I was feeling. After all, even though he could keep up with me, it was Li Syaoran I was going to have to dance with.

Then of course, he had to go and say, "Keeping up isn't the problem." He snorted out, with a look close to a snarl on his face. "I can dance just fine, especially compared to her." I was starting to get really pissed at him. He just didn't want to admit I was better. "Why should I dance at all? I don't want to dance with you, and I don't see why I shouldn't just spend the whole night dancing with someone else". He said, his eyes boring into mine. But I had anticipated this. That didn't make him any less annoying.

Damn Li was difficult to deal with. In a dramatic way, I reached towards the table and threw back my shot of tequila. Challenging Syaoran always worked. Of course, I'm not one to talk since challenging me always works too. I wish he'd hurry up and start dancing though. We were wasting time and I was dying to work off energy!

When he rose to come closer, I knew it was working. Reaching down towards the table in front of me, he picked up the remaining shot and smiled.

I don't know how I managed to suppress a shudder. This wasn't one of his cruel smiles, which felt like cold water being thrown all over you, it was a real smile. It was warm and excited and very, very, sexy.

It was also laughing at me. I was now even angrier than ever. He kept playing with my emotions. I was hyper, I was happy because now I'd get to dance, but I was pissed because he was laughing at me, I felt like blushing because my insides had suddenly gone all squeamish, and I was getting even more pissed because he had sat back down after wasting one of my precious shots. Not that it would be difficult to get another one.

"Because!" I said loudly and in an exasperated tone, answering his question from what felt like a very long time ago. "No one else here that I know is good enough to keep up with either of us aside from these too, and I don't trust you anyway! Come on Li, you kept up last time. You're getting lazy!"

Getting up from my seat and walking up to Syaoran I tugged at his arm fiercely, "We. Are. Going. Dancing!" Managing to pull him up despite his grumbling about how he could do it himself, I grinned too innocently and added, "If you stop once, I'm gonna disregard the deal and beat you up so badly you won't be able to take anyone to the Premier. There is enough of my family here to allow me to do it without a scratch! Now, lets go!" Pulling his arm the whole way with both of my hands, I began to stalk out of the room, ignoring the fact that I wanted to smack Eriol's patient and annoying smile off of his face.

Looking back at Amaya as I passed her, I rolled my eyes and muttered, "Damn boys are no fun!"

………………………The First Time They Break for Water

It felt damn good to have someone who could keep up with me again. Of course, we weren't really dancing. It was more like arguing. Our movements were jerky, and I was angry with myself because I kept trying to flirt with my body. I had to keep stopping myself, remembering that he wouldn't respond and I would just embarrass myself. It was hard not to feel self-conscious around Syaoran, especially since he never loses his arrogant stare.

Of course, remembering that he wouldn't respond reminded me of the one time he did. The only other time we danced together. Just before Amaya appeared, at the very beginning of the summer, back when I was dealing with Eriol and Syaoran on my own whenever Rika, Naoko, Chiharu, or Meiling couldn't make it. It didn't seem like that long ago.

FLASHBACK

Swamped in darkness, I stole a moment for a shaky breath before continuing to slide and shuffle my body carefully through the crumbling gap between the old walls. Finally noticing a infinitesimal change in the shade of black that was in the distance, I prayed as I kept going. My progress was slow, but silent.

My prayers to god-only-knows-who were answered when my slow approach gradually revealed a tiny hole of light in the wall I faced. As I neared it the small amount of light seemed larger and larger to my previously blinded eyes.

Reaching it, I shifted gently, putting my ear to the hole, which cut off most of the light, but allowed me to hear voices which had been muddled, but there before I leaned down. There were men arguing and distant club music. This sounded like the right room.

"Jin-sama, you cannot possibly actually be considering going to her for help! I don't care how pushy the bastards are getting; this is a bad idea!" The voice was harsh and gravely. Noticing the name of the person he had been addressing, I raised my eyebrows. The man must be insane to speak to the leader of the Li Zaibatsu that way.

Li Jin, the twin brother of Li Jie, was a harsh business man, cold and practical, but warm for show and for clients. He was the leader of the Li Zaibatsu, being the younger twin, and Li Jie was the leader of the Li clan in China, based in Hong Kong. Li Jin, Syaoran's father, had built the Japanese branch of the clan into a full-fledged Zaibatsu, which was even in financial status to the Li clan in China. Technically they were one and the same, but just the two main branches of the Li business dynasty.

It sounded like I was just in time for the party. Early, even. A personal first for me.

I held my breath waiting for the response, which didn't take long to come. When it did it was chilling and deep, a more mature version of my rival's. Except you could tell the man was not only more mature, but far more experienced in cruelty.

"I find your tone and choice of words ignorant as usual cousin. The fact that you seem to believe you may influence an important decision such as this one with the grave business errors you've made in the past on your record amuses me. Amamiya Yelan would be an irreplaceable aid in our endeavor, seeing as how she is already working towards the same goal. She is not under as much pressure as we are, since the borders of her businesses have always been closer to ours then the other two Zaibatsu in question. However, I believe she may accept, and if not this will alert her to the danger. I'd prefer to have this offer out on the table for the Amamiya's to consider as the pressure on their territory grows. In any case, if you have a better idea to secure the Li future, I would love to entertain the notion. But you were never much for thinking ahead." The voice took a more dangerous tone too it, sort of a mix between Li's and Eriol's, "If you question my judgement again, Jian-heng, you will face consequences. You have been far too outspoken recently. Try to remember that you are here on probation to show me that you can still function under pressure."

I shivered at what he implied so obviously. I hadn't thought that the Li's were so cold to their family. But, then again, to survive as a Li you had to be strong, or their many enemies would pick the weak one out and use them to sabotage a business. The sound of another voice broke off my recollection of the Li family history and tactics.

"Sir?" The voice was male and seemed further away then the rest. The man was probably sticking his head in the door. "The three Chishio Kyoudai are here to see you."

A.N: Chishio means blood and Kyoudai means sisters or siblings. So they're known as the blood sisters.

"Good", came Li Jin's deep bass, "Let them in and don't disarm them." In response to the multiple protests this statement elicited, some of which were voicing my own shock, Li Jin's voice responded, "If you men don't recall, the last time we met disarming them was useless. They still managed to hide weapons. And this is a good faith move. We're asking for them to help us at a time when they are barely being pressured and see what we're facing as no threat to them. To be rude would be inexcusable. We have more people here and we are in a location owned by one of our men." Even the mutters had died away at this point, but I heard a faint snort from my position inside the wall.

"I wouldn't push the limits you've tested any further Jian-heng," came Jin's voice once more, "Or you will never experience the freedom to test them again." Silence greeted this comment until a soft cough came. "Ah yes, the ladies. Well gentlemen? Any more protests?" After a slight pause I heard a rustling of cloth break the quiet.

Assuming some sort of nod or hand motion had taken place when I heard the door shut again, I shifted quietly as quickly as I could, my movements still like molasses.

Putting my eye to the hole, I saw the door finish opening again. I watched as my aunt Sonomi Daidouji entered, dressed in a navy and cream feminine business suit. Her short dirty blonde hair was cut in a 'V' which curved down from her ears to her chin on both sides, framing her face. She looked pleasant in a very tight and controlled way.

She was followed by my aunt Yelan, whose black long hair was done up in what would have been a high braid if four braids had not been swinging behind her. She was dressed in a black business dress with a high Chinese collar, with the embroidered outline of dragons done in red covering it. Her ice blue eyes stood out, and she looked cold and commanding.

Last to enter was my mother, Nadeshiko Kinomoto, dressed in a business suit identical to aunt Sonomi's, except it was dark green with cream trim. Both had blood-red scarves around their necks in the place of ties.

While I was looking, I scanned what I could see of the room. There was a man leaning in a surly fashion against the wall. I didn't recognize his face, but from the way he held himself I assumed he was the ignorant Jian-heng. There were two other men in view who were seated. I recognized one as Hiirigizawa Reed, Li Jin's cousin, and Eriol Hiirigizawa's father. He was probably the second most powerful man in the Li Zaibatsu. His wealth rivaled Sonomi Daidouji's, which was saying something.

As I tried to recognize the last man, Li Jin moved into my field of vision, gesturing at a coach I could only see half of. Gazing a little on his face, which I had rarely seen close-up, I absorbed every detail. It was more open than Li Syaoran's, but only in the way of a man who could close up as swiftly as a clam if he felt like it. His eyes were a light brown, as opposed to Li's redder amber. Other than that they looked almost identical.

Somehow I got the impression that Syaoran was less cruel, and less polished. More practical sense and less manipulation. But who was I to judge?

Since I had already been filled in on what the meeting was about, and what my job was, I ignored it when they began to speak. Rarely could I catch even a word, muffled voices being all that could reach my ears.

By Li Jin's hand motions I could tell he was outlining some scenario. Rotating my vision regularly between the people, and keeping an extra close eye on the surly Jian-heng. This was the most exciting guard duty I had ever done by far. If I hadn't been stuck behind a wall observing such a powerful meeting however, it probably would have been dull. And I was sure it would get boring as the meeting progressed.

Suddenly everyone, including Li Jin, turned their faces towards the door, where there must have been a knock.

Sure enough in through the door walked two people.

And I almost cursed out loud in frustration. Moving again very slowly, as carefully as I could, I put my ear to the whole once again.

Li Syaoran had the most maddening ability I had ever heard of. He always knew when someone, or me at least (I only had personal experience in this), was watching him. Hopefully listening wasn't going to count.

"—truly a pleasure to meet such infamous ladies. I've heard so much about you all." Eriol was finishing in a suave tone. I was sure Li had already spoken. As Eriol began a comment on Sonomi-sama's latest business venture, Hiirigizawa Reed spoke up.

"Syaoran?" He questioned abruptly, "What's wrong?" I could tell it was the observation of a man as manipulative and conscious of people as his son, and began the steady stream of cursing in my head that had become my mantra. Shifting as quietly as possible under the circumstances, knowing it would take him a second to figure out which direction I was in I twisted in a very uncomfortable position with my eye to the hole.

I was in time to see him head toward the wall I was seated behind. Hearing an odd sound as he left my line of sight, I knew he was trailing his hand along the wall, inspecting it more closely.

"Syaoran." Li Jin said more sharply, "What is going on?"

They were so loud in the silence and so close to my wall that I could hear them without having my ear to the hole.

"You'll see Otou-sama." He replied shortly, just as cold. I could almost hear the faint icy smile I knew would be on his face. He definitely knew it was me. I was so screwed.

Not to mention the fact that the only fast way out was right through the wall. Probably the direction he wanted me to head in as well.

"It's her again, Father." Eriol told his Otou-san, using the English word for it.

"Her?" questioned my mother, trying to drag some of the attention away from the odd scene in front of them, or at least relieve the tension. Or maybe she just wanted to know how they knew.

Seeing Li Syaoran's shirt up close suddenly, blocking off my light, I heard a light knock on the hidden door in the wall. I wasn't sure if he had noticed there was a door, or just that the walls wouldn't be too hard for me to break through.

"Hello." Li (Syaoran not a different one) said lightly in a low tone. "If you aren't coming out I'll be forced to shoot you. And then lots of us will die trying to hold Nadeshiko back from killing me because I hurt you."

"You'd better come out, Ying Fa." Yelan called out, to my surprise. "Why lose both of you and a few more when everyone knows you've been found out."

"Damnit Li!" I said clearly, and kicked the door open. Which, unfortunately, missed Li Syaoran, thanks to the fact that he had stepped aside, anticipating my temper. The bastard. He caught the door neatly as it swung past where he had previously been standing.

It didn't help my ego any that Eriol was smiling pleasantly. Although it was comforting to see that the annoying Jian-heng was shocked, as were a few of the other Li's. I was scared to look and see how Li Jin was reacting.

My aunt Sonomi stepped forward before anyone could say anything, explaining that I had been there as extra insurance, seeing as how they were meeting in a Li club with Li gaurds and more Li's then Amamiya's.

Jian-heng cut her off in the middle of the polite apology that followed the short explanation.

"And, of course, it wouldn't have been too bad if she had shot some of us after you refused our deal!" The Li cousin stated furiously, with far too much uncontrolled anger to be tolerated.

I looked expectingly at Li Jin, who, as he turned to his cousin, acknowledged the look with an amused face before scathingly stating, "Don't be stupid Jian-heng. She had to shoot through a wall with plenty of armed Li's in the room she'd be shooting in. She's obviously nothing more than a security measure. You're excused from this meeting by the way. I need you to go manage the security outside." Turning back to me his tone grew a touch warmer than the ice cold one he had employed with his cousin, who was now leaving the room.

"Kinomoto Sakura-hime." He said, outdoing even Eriol's charm before toning it down a notch with a stern tone, "Next time you hide in one of my walls you won't be nearly this fortunate. Be happy that I find this meeting to be of a higher importance than my anger with you. Not that it wasn't a little amusing as well." I could tell he was heading into a more playful frame of mind, which reminded me of Eriol's but with Syaoran's sadistic twists.

"Yelan, or should I be addressing Nadeshiko, I hope you don't mind if I suggest that Syaoran and Eriol escort Sakura down to our club. My son will ensure that she doesn't get into any trouble." His amusement at my situation would have made me furious if the entire ordeal weren't so intriguing. Li Jin was an amazingly intricate version of his son, who was interesting enough. I found my curiosity peaked by the Li's.

Of course… I was still pissed. This meant that Li (Syaoran) would be watching me like a hawk for the next hour or so. Maybe even the next few hours. Shit.

Of course, Eriol merely widened his smile and offered his arm after Yelan and Nadeshiko exchanged glances, which preceded nods towards Li Jin. After accepting his arm, he passed me to Li (Syaoran). Eriol went to hold the door as Li escorted me somewhat roughly through it, and we pulled away just after the door closed.

God this was going to be annoying. Or fun. I was untouchable for now, so I might as well piss them off a little.

End chapter but not necessarily Flashback….

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