Loathsome Love
A/N- :puffs: :sarcastic: thanks for letting me sleep, guys! Lol, JK! Thanks for all the reviews (12 now) Hopefully, I don't get a writer's block cuz I have a feeling I'm going to get one soon. :sigh: Note- this may be put up tomorrow because in 10 minutes, I'm going downstairs to review HW (SAT'S!!) with my mommy. Then, we're going to go swimming so sorry for the lateness
Sakura-:poke poke: :giggles:
Syaoran- WHAT!!?!?!?
Sakura- I wonder if I'm going to dance with you tonight :smiles:
Syaoran- :goes back to sleep:
Disclaimer-
CCS- not mine
Sakura- not mine
Syaoran- not mine T.T
THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS GUYS! :whispers- you really suck!: haha… Did I say something? Nooo…
Somehow, AkikoKoishii sounds extremely like me… hmm… =P
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7. Preparations
"Stupid freaking tie!" Syaoran struggled with his tie and threw it on the ground.
"Syaoran, my dear descendant! You must learn to buy these!" Eriol laughed and held out his instant-tie thing (the ones were you just wear around your neck.) "And remember, we must be formal! No cursing!"
"I'm still going to kill you, Eriol." He muttered.
Eriol smiled and shrugged.
With a growl, Syaoran picked up his tie and attempted to put it on again.
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"What? I have to wear that dress?" Sakura groaned in annoyance.
"I'm sorry, Sakura! I didn't have time to make you another dress!" Tomoyo said in mock concern.
"Tomoyo! Can't I just wear your dress? We can swap!" Sakura brightened, liking the idea.
Tomoyo frowned, then smiled. "Sorry, this was custom-made for me and only me!" With those words, Tomoyo started looking for her makeup kit, her eyes twinkling. "Beter hurry up, Sakura-chan! The ball's in an hour! I have to do your makeup and everything to make the Prince drool with hunger!"
"You are going to have pillows stuffed in your face tonight!" Sakura's scream could be heard from the bathroom.
After locating her makeup, Tomoyo brought out her mini-sized camera that was about as big as a hand. (bad comparison, I know) She smiled and stuffed it into her bag, muttering, "This is going to be awesome! Sakura-chan and Syaoran-kun!" she said with a sigh. "Kawaii!"
Sakura yelled, "Stop talking to yourself Tomoyo! It scares me…"
Tomoyo's eyes glittered and she whispered, "It's now time to play Matchmaker!" She ended with a silent cackle.
"TOMOYO! I heard that –evil laughter thing! You better not be planning anything, or I'll throw even more pillows at you by the end of the night!"
Tomoyo sighed and yelled, "Sakura-chan, HURRY UP!"
Sakura stepped out of the bathroom and moaned, "I look horrendous."
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"The ball will be starting in about 10 minutes, ladies!" Yelan's stern voice filled the room ( I don't know for real if Yelan's mean or not… You see in here, she's really nice but she's just annoyed with the prissy princesses [[who wouldn't be?]] so yes… would anyone care to explain wether she' s kind or not?)
Loud giggles emerged from the crowd. Sakura had the instinct to yell at them "SHUT UP!" or at least slap every each and one of them.
Tomoyo smiled at her work. Sakura –from a wild beast to a beautiful princess.
"Tomoyo, I know that look (they're not … lesbians… by the way…)! You have so not done well with my face or picked the right gown." Sakura hissed. Tomoyo sighed. Sometimes, it was really dreadful having a best friend.
After a wait of 10 minutes, the girls scurried to the ballroom and went searching for Syaoran. A bunch of other males were sweat-dropping, for no one wanted to dance with them.
"Hmph," Sakura grunted. "If I had a choice, I wouldn't even want to be here." She muttered to Tomoyo. However, Tomoyo wasn't there. "Tomoyo?" Sakura sighed.
OoooOo! But Tomoyo was somewhere else! Next to Eriol-kun, slow dancing to the music ( 3 awww…)
"We've got to play Matchmaker, Eriol-kun! Sakura's never had a boy before!" Tomoyo pleaded.
"Oh, all right. But after this we dance!" Eriol gave in , quite annoyed. "Stupid friends," he muttered under his breath.
"Excuse me?" Tomoyo asked with one raised eyebrow. Eriol blushed and smiled.
Meanwhile, Syaoran was hiding behind the refreshments table. Sakura saw him and sweat dropped. He made a signal for her to keep quiet.
She shrugged and went off to dance, after all, it was a ball… She picked a nice-looking man and asked him to dance with her. He looked quite surprised, then turned very nervous.
As they slowly danced to the music, Tomoyo grunted in annoyance. Eriol sighed and said, "Tomoyo… Really! It's a ballroom; you're supposed to dance with me! Not looking at your friend and trying to videotape her special moments! Look, I'm going to get some refreshments." Eriol walked away stiffly, leaving Tomoyo alone.
"Looks like someone's jealous…" she muttered under her breath. All she wanted was to get Sakura and Syaoran together! Sakura didn't have a boyfriend all her life! And she was 16, almost 18! Tomoyo shook her head and sighed. Maybe this time she wouldn't interfere. Her eyes stung; all she wanted was to be a good friend and girlfriend.
Syaoran slowly moved from his spot, trying to blend in with the scene. Of course, he didn't succeed… (after all, he is ridiculously handsome… LOL!)
Sakura softly asked the blind man, "What's your name?"
With a scowl, he muttered, "Yukito,"
"You dance nice for a-" she was cut off suddenly.
"Disabled person?" he snorted in annoyance.
"Sorry –I didn't mean it t-th-that way," she stuttered, feeling uncomfortable.
He looked away and growled, "If you'll excuse me…" Yukito walked away and left her.
Sakura looked angry at him and scoffed, "Baka!"
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It was already 10 and both couples (Eriol and Tomoyo, S&S) weren't dancing.
The girls had given up on Syaoran. He was sitting on a chair across from Sakura as she looked icily into the air. She was angry that she was wasting her time at this stupid ball.
Syaoran sighed. In the corner of his mind, a little voice told him to ask Sakura to dance. After all, she was upset that no one was dancing with her.
"Sakura, would you like to dance?" he asked charmingly.
"Sure, whatever." Sakura nodded coldly.
Tomoyo smiled and sniffed.
By 10:30, both couples were dancing, Sakura looking happier than before.
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A/N- oooo! Cliffie! Teehee, I'm so evil for doing this! =D :bwahahahah!: