Accidental

Cardcaptor Sakura

Sakura + Syaoran/Tomoyo + Eriol

PG-13/T (language, lime)

Chapters

Romance/Humor/Drama

AU

Summary: Tomoyo and Sakura are best friends who feel as if they have no soul mate. Sakura asks Tomoyo to put her on a dating website, and Tomoyo signs in as Sakura, meeting a mysterious boy from England. She finds herself falling for him, completely forgetting the fact that she is conversing with him as 'Sakura'. Syaoran is their next door neighbor and has feelings for Sakura, although he chooses not to show them in her company. Sakura believes that he hates her and reciprocates those feelings. So what kind of chaos will ensue when Eriol finally comes to see 'Sakura' and Syaoran gets jealous?

Disclaimer: See first chapter.

Authoress Notes: Okay... I said I would update the next week, but I wasn't able to arrange to go to my godparents house in Lake Elsinore the next weekend, so I didn't have access to a computer. I beg your forgiveness!

The only way I'm updating it is because of a very helpful friend. (Thanks, Aaron!) It took us a couple of days to figure out a way to update it, because my mail was not working for some odd reason, but now that it is, we can update! Yay! However, I do apologize if there is any format problems or typos. My friend and I will be going over it, but that doesn't mean that there won't be any mistakes. So I apologize in advance. When I am able to purchase my own computer, I can go back and edit all the chapters, but for now... it'll have to do.

Accidental

Chapter Two

Tomoyo stared down at Sakura with wide amethyst eyes. "What?" The other girl sighed, smiling slightly. "I said, it would be a good idea to go on a dating website... so tomorrow, after I go to work, I want you to create one for me." Just as Tomoyo was about to protest, she held up a hand to silence her. "I understand that you want to 'meet your true love on a chance encounter', Tomoyo, and I respect your decision. I'm not going to push the subject." She stood, placing a hand on her hip. "But that doesn't mean that I don't want to take a shot at it."

Tomoyo nodded miserably, still somewhat incredulous due to her friend's suggestion. Her mind began to run wild. What if Sakura met a masked murderer? Or a stalker? Or someone 50 years older than her? What if they ended up on that American show... what was it? 'Jerry Springer'?

What would the headline be? 'I fell in love with the Pepperidge Farm guy!'?

They both jumped as a loud, repetitive banging noise was coming from next door. Tomoyo gulped, knowing that it was coming from Syaoran's apartment She also knew that there would be yet another confrontation between her roommate and her neighbor. She glanced over at Sakura.

As if on cue, the petite girl growled in her throat and marched to the door amidst the pounding, throwing on her winter jacket. Tomoyo bit her lip as Sakura nearly broke the front door down in her anger.

Sakura rapped on Syaoran's door with her knuckles, shivering slightly. It was too cold to be outside on a day like this. She stood waiting for what seemed like forever, frigid air blowing past her, making her fold in on herself for body heat.

It must have been five minutes later (and a couple more knocks from Sakura), when Syaoran finally opened the door.

Imagine her surprise (and utter shock) when he was standing before her with nothing more than a sheet around his waist. She blushed furiously and pointedly tried to ignore his chest. His hair was more messy than usual, and the expression on his face was anything less than friendly.

"What the hell do you want?" he barked, wrapping the towel more snugly around his waist as the breeze picked up.

Starting at his harsh tone, she glared at him, livid, and snarled, "Do you have any idea how much noise you're making? It's 11:30 at night, and some people are trying to get some sleep for work tomorrow!"

He rolled his eyes and glared back at the small girl. "Oh, please. I know for a fact that you're almost always late for work, anyway!"

"And how would you know that?"

"Anyone can hear your annoying little shrieks from miles away. It's kind of hard not to hear them when there's just a wall separating us," he sneered.

"Honey?"

Sakura's eyes widened in shock once again as a woman (who was quite devoid of clothing) sidled up to Syaoran, draping herself over him, wrapping slender arms around his waist and playing with the small tie that he had made with the sheet to cover his nakedness.

"Are you coming back to bed?"

If it was possible to turn as red as a tomato, Sakura did. Her eyes shifted from the naked woman to Syaoran with an almost accusing gaze.

He shifted uneasily and blocked the woman from Sakura's view. He looked away from her as if he was guilty. "It's my life," he said roughly.

She pressed her lips together until they were a straight white line and she huffed, placing a hand on his chest. He looked down at her, startled. "Yes, it is your life, Syaoran, but you also have neighbors, and you could at least show some common courtesy! If you're going to fuck this stupid slut, make sure to do it somewhere else!" With that, she pushed him roughly and reached for the doorknob, slamming his own door in his face.

Stomping back to her own apartment, she opened the door to realize that Tomoyo had gone to bed.

She slumped back against the wall, slowly sliding down until she reached the carpet. She didn't really understand why she was so hurt. But something about seeing that woman with her arms draped around Syaoran...

.. but something that hurt even worse... was that Syaoran was actually

consenting to that... with... her...

Sakura drew her knees up to her chin and sighed heavily. After that big display, Syaoran would be wanting an explanation. And she'd be damned if she'd give him one!

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Tomoyo sighed, placing her head in her hands. Sakura had just left for work after killing Tomoyo with all her talk about the website and how fun it would be. The night before, Tomoyo had thought Sakura was simply joking about the entire idea, but when they had woken up the next morning, she had realized that it wasn't a dream.

Sakura really wanted to go on a dating website? Wasn't that a little... vain?

But Tomoyo didn't want to seem condescending, so she didn't argue, instead meekly nodding her head as Sakura asked her to register her that very day while she was at work. But now, as she was lazing around the apartment, she realized she was reluctant to do it. But... Sakura was her friend.. and she couldn't turn down a friend's request... no matter how hard she tried.

So it was with a heavy heart and a dramatic flourish that she plopped herself down in front of the computer, a weird feeling pulling at the pit of her stomach. She couldn't shake this bad feeling, not ever since she had realized that Sakura's plan was to be put into action.

Something told her that things were going to go horribly wrong.

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