Mystified

Cherry Blossoms01

Chapter 6: Heat

A/N: KONNICHIWA! Genki desu? I've missed u all soooooooo much! kiss kiss lol. I know I haven't been updating for a long while but that was because I was working on my other story Mystified I hope you've been reading it! hint hint ;). Well I look forward to all your reviews and suggestions! Thank you all for supporting me!

The night was crisp and clear. It was nearing midnight. The sky was a luminous raven color with not a star in sight. The air, an icy cold with puffs of breath that could be seen rising from the many standing in line to enter the underground club Heat. It was perfect.

Tomoyo and Roxanne walked down the steps of the club. With each step she took, Tomoyo could hear the music growing into a perfect crescendo. When they stepped threw the small passageway, they were embraced with the smell of cigarette smoke, alcohol and sweat. The music was pounding and Tomoyo could feel the vibrations of the sound moving threw her. And the sounds were speaking to her. They were telling her that she didn't belong there.

Tentatively Tomoyo glanced around the club. Along the walls in dark corners couples sat intertwined on black leather couches so that you couldn't tell when a body part began and another one ended. Others partied on the dance floor in twos and threes, completely oblivious to the others around them and to the gawking cerulean haired beauty.

The sight reminded Tomoyo of the scene in Dirty Dancing when Baby first entered the forbidden Staff's Quarters to find the entertainment staff involved in some very dirty dancing. But unlike Baby, Tomoyo wasn't holding two giant watermelons and she definitely wasn't waiting for a hot Patrick Swayze to come and whisk her off her feet. Why had she even come? She didn't belong with these people. Suddenly a drunken couple knocked into Tomoyo in a sea of laughter. She definitely didn't belong here. She had to leave. Now.

Turning on her heel Tomoyo started back toward the entrance. She couldn't stand that place another minute longer, the smell, the people, the dancing. She was only yards away from the staircase when a strong, firm pressure grabbed her arm. Her heart rate quickened in alarm with the unfamiliar touch and she sung around ready to yell in protest but something stopped her. It was…him.

Roxanne's pace quickened seeing the stranger's hand on Tomoyo's arm. No one touched her friends and got away with it. When she reached them she slapped the mans hand away and stood between the two acting as a barrier shielding her friend from the intruder.

"You all right Tomoyo?" she asked narrowing her eyes at the unwelcome guest.

"I'm, I'm fine" Tomoyo stammered. I forgot all about where I was before Roxy came, she thought to herself.

"You better have a good reason to be messin' with my friend" Roxanne threatened stepping closer the stranger.

Oh god. "Roxy wait!" Tomoyo moved in front of her friend. "Its ok I know him!"

Roxanne's eye brows shot up in amazement. "You do?"

"Well…kind of…"

Roxanne began to back away. "Oh my god I am sooo sorry. I guess I get a little carried away when it comes to my friends," she said returning back to her normal playful self.

"Its no problem" replied the gentleman calmly. "Ms. Daidogi truly is a prize worth fighting for."

Roxanne looked from Tomoyo's blushing face to the man's seductive one. Okaaaaaay. Without a doubt, something was going on there. "Soooo" she said putting her arm around Tomoyo, pulling her toward her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend" she squeezed her shoulders.

Tomoyo glared at Roxanne. She was going to get her later for this. "Roxanne, this is Mr…"

"Hiragizawa" he interrupted taking Roxanne's slender hand in his to plant a kiss upon it. "But you Ms. Foxy Roxy can call me Eriol. No need for formalities. We're all here to have a little fun" he winked at Tomoyo who rolled her eyes in return.

"Hmm Foxy Roxy" Roxanne purred. "I like a man who knows how to compliment a woman."

"Well it looks like you've found the right one."

Tomoyo's mouth dropped open. How could Roxanne flirt with this…thing? Couldn't she tell that he was a...was a…

"Care to dance?"

Thinking that he was referring to her, Tomoyo was about to politely decline when Roxy interrupted her.

"I'd love to."

Her mouth gaping, Tomoyo watched as the two walked to the dance floor, completely forgetting about her. "But, but" Tomoyo garbled. "What about me!"

The duo turned around. "Care to join us?" asked Eriol with a devious look in his eyes.

She looked around at the other couples that danced in threes. Women sandwiched in between men and men between women. The thought of Hiragizawa's thigh grinding into hers while an arm was swung around Roxanne's waist did not seem inviting at all.

She strained her face in a smile and snapped back, "No thank you."

"Suit yourself", Eriol shrugged. He and Roxanne continued on their path.

"Wait a second! Roxanne! What am I supposed to do? Just stand here?"

"Just go over and sit by the bar or something" she called back over her shoulder.

"But, but."

"Bye Tomoyo!" and she waved to her without looking back.

"Roxanne!" but Tomoyo's voice had gotten swallowed up in the sound of the music. Oh great now what? She groaned out loud. She couldn't just leave. Roxanne had driven them there and she hadn't carried enough money to take a cab. Plus there was Hiragizawa. Tomoyo's hands clenched thinking of her friend dancing with that, that...weasel. She positively couldn't leave Roxy there was a thing like him.
"Just go over and sit by the bar or something" Roxy's words chimed in her head. Well there was nothing else she could do so she should at least sit down or something—these heels were killing her!

Glancing around she spotted the bar in the back left-hand corner of the room. She limped over and plopped herself on one of the seats. She could really use a drink right now. Ok so here she was. In a club. And what was she doing? Sitting down, feeling sorry for herself. Pathetic. That's exactly what she was, pathetic. It wasn't a wonder why Eriol would pick Roxanne over her. Wait a minute. Where did that come from? She really had been spending too much time thinking lately.

To keep herself busy she studied the people around her. Most of them looked around her age in their early twenties. Some though looked much younger and Tomoyo wondered how it is they could have gotten in there. Suddenly a pair drew her attention. It was Roxy and Hiragizawa. The music changed into a faster tempo and bodies were squished into each other bobbing up and down. Eriol drew Roxanne closer and whispered something in her ear. Roxanne's eyes lit up and the two disappeared from Tomoyo's view. Dammit. She didn't even want to think about where those two were heading. Yea she could really use that drink now.

"You look like you could use a drink."

Tomoyo swerved in her seat. It was the bartender. "You read my mind."

"You must be a newbie," said the bartender after handing Tomoyo her Cosmo.

Tomoyo looked down into her drink. "Am I really that obvious?"

His eyes twinkled, "Other than a pretty girl like you sittin' there all by yourself lookin' like you just found out the world is about to end I'd say, no you fit right in."

The two just stared at each other until a smile spread across Tomoyo's face.

"Ahh! You see, you see? I knew there was a smile somewhere under there." He grinned and held out his hand. "The names Renny."

"Tomoyo. Nice to meet you." She shook Renny's hand. He had friendly gray humor filled eyes that Tomoyo could tell perfectly matched his personality even with the few seconds she had met him, and unruly jet-black hair.

"So what seems to be the problem Tomoyo?"

Just then a bubbly Roxanne in the arms of Eriol flew by calling out to Tomoyo. Straining a smile she waved back then turned back to her drink.

"Ahhh. Guy trouble" said Renny nodding his head in complete understanding.

The drink Tomoyo had been drinking almost ended up on Renny's face. "No! No! That not it at all. You really have the wrong idea. You see Roxanne's my best friend and Mr. Hiragizawa…"

"Oh so its Mr. Mixing business with pleasure I see." Renny wiggled his eyebrows.

"No, no, no!" continued an exasperated protesting Tomoyo. "You have the wrong impression. Mr. Hiragizawa is just an acquaintance. We do not work together and we do not have a relationship. I absolutely have no problem with Roxanne dancing with him---even if I knew him long before her and he chose to go with her and completely ignore me—I have no problem with it! Roxanne can take care of herself and dance with whomever she wants even that disgrace to the male sex Hiragizawa." Panting she grabbed the rest of the Cosmo and gulped it down in one beat.

"I think I'll get you another drink"

Tomoyo slumped back in her seat with her arms and head sprawled out on the bar. "Arigatou."

"Ill take that as a yes."

Tomoyo had looked especially delicious tonight. With her short checkered red and black pleated mini skirt (Eriol didn't fail to notice the small almost discreet black skull in the right hand corner), and the tight black corset with its crimson red ribbon running crisscrossed threw hoops, then tying at the back of her unbelievable tiny waistline. Thigh high boots complimented her never ending legs. Lastly, a simple black ribbon tied in a bow right at the base of Tomoyo's oh so very long throat. The dark color contrasting with her fair skin.

You could say that he had a sort of fixation over long necks. And oh how much Eriol had longed to kiss her soft delicate neck. Just the thought of all the different possible ways he could please Tomoyo with the presence of her neck--pulling the band off of her neck with his teeth, giving light velvety warm kisses on her neck and, listening and feeling the vibrations threw her pleasure filled moans fill his ears –sent a certain tightness down to his…

"Are you listening to me Eriol?"

"What? Oh I'm sorry Roxanne my mind was on something else."

Roxanne raised an eyebrow. Or someone. " I was asking you how you and Tomoyo know each other. She's never mentioned you before but I don't blame her for keeping such a hottie such as you all to herself" she said giving a wink at the end. The two sat in a corner at a small table so that they could hear each other when they spoke. It was hard talking on the dance floor with the music pounding and people thrashing themselves against you.

Eriol gave a small chuckle. "Well we actually don't even know each other that well." When Roxanne gave him a confused look he continued, "I guess you could say that we just...bumped into each other. Anyway enough about me, tell me about you. You know you would do perfect modeling."

"Well" Roxy said completely forgetting the whole investigation on the story between Eriol and her friend, "I have always been interested in it but" her voice lowered a bit. "I've had a bad personal experience with it in the past."

"Well what would you say Ms. Roxy if I told you that I could help make that dream come true?" asked Eriol, completely missing the change in Roxanne's expression.

Roxy's eyes lit on fire. "I'd say…" folding her arms across the steal silver table she leaned in grinning at Eriol. Tomoyo's love life could wait a little bit, right now she saw an opportunity and she was going to go for it. "Tell me more."

"So that's what happened, hic!" Tomoyo was already on her fifth cosmo and still going by the time she had finished telling her very very long life story. "Hit me with another Jimbo, hic!"

"Its Renny. And I think you've had enough to drink for tonight don't you think?

"Nonsense! I'll tell you when I've had enough to eat." she countered, her words coming out garbled as if she was speaking a Martian language.

"Drink."

"Hai Hai yes I'd love some! Bring on the sake!"
"Yeaaah. Umm I think I'll just get you some water ok? I'll be right back." Renny slowly backed away as if Tomoyo was a mad psychotic who had just escaped from the loony bin a/n: where do I come up with these similes?.

"Having a good time?" a voice purred sending Tomoyo's sensors on full alert. She knew who that slick honey-like voice was.

"Hiragizawa", she groaned.

Eriol flashed her a seductive smile showing his even white teeth. He slid unto the seat neat to her. "What? Not happy to see me?"

Not really. Tomoyo suddenly realized something. "Where's Roxy?" she asked, her voice full with concern.

"Don't worry" Eriol assured her. "She's with a friend" he gestured over his shoulder where Roxanne could be seen with a tall man with curly brown hair and golden hazel eyes. When Eriol looked back and saw that Tomoyo still didn't look reassured he said, "Roxy's a big girl. She can take care of herself."

Tomoyo ignored the last comment and turned away to play with the ribbon at the end of her throat.

"I'd buy you a drink but…" Eriol looked at the many empty glasses in front of her. "I see you've had your fill."

"I have not…"

"Hey Tomoyo, here your water" Renny came over and placed a water bottle down in front of Tomoyo.

She shot him a gracious smile. "Thanks Renny" she said opening the bottle and taking a swig of the ice cold liquid that gave pleasure to her taste buds. The temperature felt as if it had shot up a few degrees since Hiragizawa sat next to her.

"Already on first name basis with the bar tender Daidogi? I knew that whole good girl image you portrayed was a sham."

Tomoyo let out an exasperated sigh. She was not going to let him rile her temper. She gave her best sweet, kind smile that she could which really came out looking like a crazed axed murderer on the loose. "What is it that you want Mr. Hiragizawa?"

"What is it that I want?" He paused. "Why nothing but to be graced with the honor of sharing a dance with you that is."

A/N: And that's it! Were you happy? Were you pleased? Were you satisfied? Readers: No No and No. Me: …. Lol. Well I hope that's not the case. And don't worry I didn't end the whole club scene right there. So y didn't I just put it all in one chapter? Easy… because if I wrote anymore youd be waiting for at least another month :D. Anyways what's the deal with Roxanne and her "bad experience" with modeling in the past? Guess you'll just have to wait and see! Ja ne!