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-X-
Tomoyo woke up to the polyphonic ringtone of "My Boo" (I love that song!) and groggily opened one eye to glare at her cell phone vibrating on her bedside table. She didn't bother checking the Caller ID, her phone was screwed up anyway, so she picked up and growled, "Who the hell calls and disturbs my slumber at this ungodly hour on a Sunday…"
"Konnichiwa, Tomoyo-chan! It's one in the afternoon, just to let you know!"
Tomoyo blinked in surprise and glanced at her clock, glaring at it too.
"…So it is. Ohayo, Sakura-chan…"
"It's the afternoon,""It's morning to me."
"Someone's crabby."
"You woke me up. I have a right. What do you want?"
"I thought you wanted me to call you about yesterday!"Tomoyo blinked and stared at the phone in confusion and fatigue.
"…you don't remember do you?"
"No, not really."
"Ok, well that's ok, I'll talk to you on Monday, I gotta go somewhere, give me my phone at school."
"Mmph." Tomoyo hung up and threw the phone against the wall before turning over and falling back asleep.
-X-
Sakura blinked at her phone but shrugged, knowing her friend most likely fell back asleep, so she didn't bother calling again. Tomoyo probably put her phone somewhere she couldn't get it.
She grabbed the brush on the table and quickly went through her hair one more time and making sure she looked perfect. She smoothed out her pleated skirt, brushed imaginary lint off her white tank top and tightened the knot holding her green blouse together over her shirt.
'Meh…good enough,' She flushed, remembering what Syaoran had said to her on Friday at lunch, when they were all alone.
"Are you kidding me? You and Tomoyo are tied for the most likeable girls in this school!""He finds me likeable…he kissed me more than twice yesterday…" she murmured to herself, deep in thought, before shrugging and picking up Syaoran's dark blue letterman jacket from her computer chair.
She held it up to herself and inhaled deeply, feeling safe and warm simply by his intoxicating scent. She smiled to herself and grabbed her sandals, making her way down the stairs to see Touya and Yuki working on homework.
"Nii-chan, I'm heading out for a sec, I'll be back for dinner!"
Touya said nothing, only giving an acknowledging grunt. Yuki glanced up and waved, but returned to his work.
Sakura dashed out the door and slowed to a walk once she reached the sidewalk.
She walked for two blocks till she reached the apartment building she had been to only once or twice before. Once she reached the door, she raised her hand to knock, but froze, unable to move her hand.
'Hoe…I don't think I thought this through…' She didn't move, but her mind was racing. 'what do I do now? What do I say? Hoe…I guess I'll know when I see him…' she flushed but was determined to knock on that door. Her suspended hand moved forward…to hit air.
Sakura blinked in surprise when she noticed Syaoran had opened the door, ready to head out but startled to see her on his doorstep, clenched hand just a centimeter away from his head.
"Er…konnichiwa, Syaoran-kun…" she mumbled, embarassedly setting down her hand.
"Konnichiwa, Sakura," he greeted with a chuckle. "To what do I owe this lovely visit from you on this fine Sunday afternoon?"
Sakura giggled and held out Syaoran's jacket out to him.
"You forgot to take this back last night, Syaoran-kun, you must have been cold…"
Syaoran laughed nervously and shook his head. "No, it was nothing, it was rather nice last night actually, and you were cold…" he stopped momentarily and glanced down at the jacket and smiled.
"You wanna wear it?"
Sakura blinked in confusion.
"…Why, it's Sunday afternoon, and rather nice and sunny, way too warm to wear your jacket, plus I came to return it…"
She was cut off when Syaoran started laughing, and Sakura felt herself warm at the sound. He should definitely laugh more often.
"No, I mean would you like to keep my letterman jacket? You know, wear it at games while cheering me on, that kind of thing?"
"Hoe? But I have my cheerleading uniform…"
Syaoran watched her face in amusement as she connected the dots in her head and her mouth made a small "o" before her face flushed crimson.
"Wha? D-demo demo, your girlfriend is supposed to wear it, and we—well um…hoe…"
Syaoran laughed and ruffled her hair, ignoring her cries of protest. He shut the door behind him and gave her a peck on the nose before walking away.
"Put two and two together, Sa-ku-ra!" he yelled, waving back to her as he walked away.
Sakura flushed while her heartbeat and mind started racing.
'Hoeeee…did he just—no, he didn't…did he?'-X-
Tomoyo bolted out of bed, remembering Sakura's phone call and the elusive topic she wanted to ask.
'DAMN YOU SAKURA' she dialled Sakura's cell phone number as fast as she could, and jumped when "Always be my Baby" started buzzing away on the phone in her purse.
"DAMNIT!"
-X-
MONDAY…"KINOMOTO SAKURA!" Tomoyo screeched as she ran into the classroom, noticing in embarassment that the beforementioned girl wasn't there yet. However, she did scare Li Syaoran and Hiiragizawa Eriol shitless.
Tomoyo screamed in frustration, but noticed Syaoran.
TARGET SPOTTED"LIIIIII!" she cried as she launched at him, tackling him to the floor.
"WHAT THE HELL? DAIDOUJI GET OFF ME!"
"WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN YOU AND SAKURA-CHAN ON SATURDAY?"
"Ohayo—Tomoyo-chan, what are you doing to Syaoran-kun?"
"SAKURA!" Tomoyo jumped off Syaoran's back ("OOF!") and dragged Sakura out the door.
Syaoran groaned in pain on the floor. Eriol laughed…and laughed…and laughed…till he fell off his chair…and onto Syaoran.
Both jumped in surprise when the squeal of "KAWAIIIIIIII" echoed the whole school.
A few minutes later, a considerately happier Tomoyo and a ruffled Sakura entered the classroom. The former practically skipping, the latter dragging her feet, back slumped over.
By that time, Eriol and Syaoran had gotten off the floor and had been talking about anything and everything.
Syaoran grinned when the girls walked back in and approached Sakura, who straightened and gave a small smile.
"Hey," he greeted simply.
"Good morning," she greeted back, slightly flushing.
Eriol and Tomoyo stared with rapt attention, wondering what was happening next.
Syaoran answered that question simply by lowering his head and pressing his lips against hers for a brief moment.
"Now it is," he murmured, taking her hand and smiling at her flushed crimson face.
Syaoran, Sakura, and Eriol counted mentally. 3, 2, 1…
"KAWAII!" squealed someone.
Sakura winced as Tomoyo glomped her again for the millionth time that morning. "I'm so HAPPY FOR YOU!"
Syaoran smiled and leaned back in his chair, pointedly ignoring Eriol's questioning glance in his direction.
Everyone started piling into the room, so Sakura took her seat in front of Syaoran, with Tomoyo next to her as they waited for the teacher to enter the room and the bell to ring.
-X-
News of the new couple spread like wildfire, and by noon it was all anybody could talk about.
Syaoran and Sakura entered the Cafeteria together, hand in hand, flushing at all the attention they were receiving. Sakura felt a little nervous with all eyes on her, and Syaoran squeezed her hand in response.
"This is just too cute…" Tomoyo murmured to herself with a smile on her face, watching them in content.
Next to her, Eriol nodded with a small smile on his face. "All I have to say is…TOOK him long enough…"
"I know…"
They watched the happy couple in silence.
"You haven't done anything."
"Neither have you."
"Shall we take this back in the building?"
"I think we shall."
With that, the pair left silently, not that anyone really noticed…
-X-
Syaoran and Sakura escaped their classmates and ran outside to enjoy the weather. Syaoran lifted her up as she pulled herself onto a tree branch, him jumping onto it after her. He was now leaning against the tree, one leg dangling off the branch, an arm slung lazily around Sakura's waist, while Sakura leaned into his chest, holding his other hand as they enjoyed the gentle spring breeze.
Syaoran breathed in the scent of her hair and sighed in content, while she snuggled closer to him. She had smiled so much today she felt her mouth was gonna break if she kept smiling. He kissed her head and tightened his grip around her waist, smiling lazily at her sigh of content.
"Wo ai ni…" he murmured tiredly. Sakura blinked up at him in confusion which caused him to chuckle slightly and press butterfly kisses down her neck and across her shoulders.
"What's that mean?" she answered, relaxing under his touch.
"Je t'aime…" he mumbled, not stopping his minstrations against her neck, ignoring her question.
"What's that mean?" she asked again, fighting back a moan.
"…Te quiero…" he murmured, hand going under her shirt, as he started gently nipping her neck. Sakura gave up trying to figure out what the heck he was saying and just let him work his magic.
Syaoran shifted around, trying to get comfortable, but was unsuccessful. He gripped her waist tightly and without warning, dropped out of the tree, landing on his feet, carrying her bridal style. Sakura had squeaked in surprise, gripping onto his shirt, hiding her face in his neck.
He smiled wolfishly at her and laid her on the grass, settling himself comfortably over her, wiggling his eyebrows at her suggestively. She laughed and pulled him in for a kiss. He obliged all too happily. Their legs tangled together, Sakura's fingers were buried in his unruly hair, his left hand holding himself slightly up to avoid crushing her, right hand crawling upwards while under her shirt.
Sakura's eyes widened and she gasped in shock when Syaoran's hand crept under her bra and squeezed one mound on her chest. Syaoran said nothing, he kept his calloused hand in place while breathing kisses all over her face, down her neck and across her collarbone.
She moaned in content and allowed him to do whatever he pleased. He slowly and torturously caressed her right breast, increasing pressure with every move.
"Mmm…Syaoran…" she moaned, lifting her hips up slightly.
Syaoran groaned and made his way back to her lips. He pulled his hand away, ignoring Sakura's small mewl of protest. He propped himself up with his right arm and moved his left.
Sakura didn't know why he moved his hand until his left hand started crawling up her thigh. She smiled in the kiss and moaned in satisfaction when she felt that amazing hand cupping her sex. Syaoran couldn't bring himself to stop, though they actually were going a little too fast.
At that thought, he reluctantly broke away, looking her deep into the eyes. She lazily opened her eyes to meet his intense gaze with her own questioning one.
"Why'd you stop…" she demanded softly, slightly pouting.
"Are you sure you want to keep going? I was afraid you'd regret this later for moving too fast—" He didn't get to finish his comments since she pulled him down again.
Syaoran started moving his fingers past her moist panties, but they both jumped in surprise when they heard the bell ring. Sakura frowned and pulled herself up, Syaoran groaned in disappointment and in pain, glaring at his oh-so-noticeable excitement down under.
"If you hadn't interrupted, we could have had at least a few seconds more, and we could've gotten…there…" she whined, pouting and straightening her clothes.
Syaoran smiled and gave her a quick kiss to silence her.
"Wanna know what I said to you earlier?"
Sakura straightened up.
"YES what was that Chinese phrase? Wo…something?"
Syaoran laughed and kissed her forehead. "Wo ai ni…I love you."
"Oh…" Sakura flushed. "How bout the second one?"
"Je t'aime…I love you in French…" he answered dillegently, kissing her on the nose.
"…and…the third?" she asked, feeling breathless.
"Te quiero…Spanish…" he opened his mouth to speak, but she interrupted him.
"I love you too…" she murmured and kissed him on the lips.
-X-
In a deserted broom closet around 15 minutes ago…Tomoyo shoved Eriol into the chair in the middle of the cluttered closet and straddled his hips, giving him a mind-blowing kiss that left him dazed for a while.
He started kissing back, hand traveling up her sides, marvelling at her curves. She broke the kiss to swat his hands away with an innocent smile. Seeing her oh-too-innocent smile, Eriol started feeling uneasy. 'She's plotting something…I just know it. I'm never wrong.'
Tomoyo wrapped her arms around Eriol's torso and continued kissing him. Eriol didn't complain, he simply responded to each kiss with equal amounts of passion and he felt a tightening around his chest. He broke the kiss to glance down and realized she had tied his torso to the chair, the knot tightly behind his back so he couldn't untie himself. He glared up at the smiling Tomoyo.
"Daidouji, what the hell are y—" he was cut off when he found her lips attached to his own once again. He shrugged mentally and wrapped his hands around her waist and let her hands wander and work their magic. One moment they were in his hair, the next massaging his neck, then they were suddenly undoing his belt buckle. Eriol pulled away from the kiss to demand what was going on until she started nibbling his ear lobe gently. His complaint changed to a moan halfway.
Her lips stayed in his ear and neck area, caressing him with her tongue, lips, and started dragging her teeth across, earning another moan from him. All the while, she undid his pants and tugged on the waistband of his boxers, gripping his aroused member none-too-gently. Under her, he gasped in shock and pleasure as she started experimentally caressing it.
"T-Tomoyo…" he gasped, eyes wide. She smiled in response and climbed off of him, hand not releasing him. "Oh my God…" he grunted painfully as she squeezed and caressed him carefully. Eriol felt like he was on cloud nine, he had never seen this side of Tomoyo before, and he definitely wasn't complaining.
She kneeled down before him, moving her hands in sync, up and down his throbbing erection. He was helpless and allowed her to do this to him.
Tomoyo kept going at a steady pace, the whole time in disbelief.
'I can't believe I'm actually doing this…Eriol…God…I want him…' Her thoughts were running rapidly through her head, and would never admit she was enjoying doing this and hearing his moans of her name. 'Maybe…I should lose?'
Eriol's memory was given a jolt as he remembered the bet, and felt a twinge in his chest.
'She's doing this for the bet…She doesn't want this…but better enjoy it while it lasts…she'll never even touch me again after Friday…The only way she will is if I win…But maybe I don't want to…she'll be happy when she wins…I'll give her that…maybe I'll let her win…'
Tomoyo took a glance at her watch and realized class would be starting soon. She glanced at the flushed Eriol, his eyes were closed and mouth partially open as his breathing became ragged. At that moment, Tomoyo had an evil notion. She released her grip on Eriol's member and turned around, walking away.
"I win," she called over her shoulder, leaving the closet and shutting it behind her.
Eriol stared down at his throbbing lower anatomy and attempted to untie himself. Needless to say, he was unsuccessful.
"…You've got to be kidding me…" he mumbled to himself, shifting uncomforably.
-X-
Syaoran and Sakura ran to class to find everyone but themselves and Eriol there already. Sakura sat down next to Tomoyo as usual, who had an evil smile on her face. Syaoran glanced at his girlfriend's best friend warily, but decided she wouldn't tell him anything.
"Tomoyo-chan…where's Hiiragizawa-kun?" Sakura whispered pointedly, catching Syaoran's thankful smile. She turned her attention back to her friend.
Her friend who was smiling rather evilly.
"Oh, I'm sure he's around here somewhere…" she murmured, her smile spreading wider. Sakura stared, bewildered, and shot an apologetic glance at Syaoran.
The teacher came in and started calling roll. When he got to Hiiragizawa Eriol, he was greeted with silence. "That's strange…has anyone seen Hiiragizawa? He was here this morning…" the teacher grumbled to himself, prompting murmuring from the students.
"I saw him earlier with Daidouji…" one person whispered.
"He was in the Cafeteria earlier, I saw him!" another said.
More murmurs spread through the classroom, till silenced by the teacher.
"Kinomoto!"
Sakura jumped, surprised. "Hai!"
"Go look for Hiiragizawa."
"Hoe…hai!"
Sakura got up and darted out the door, wondering where he could be.
"He's gotta be around here somewhere…"
-X-
'What to do, what to do…'
To say Eriol was in quite a situation would be the understatement of the century.
He willed with all his might for his erection to lower and return to normal, but sadly, that didn't come easy.
'Nasty thoughts, nasty thoughts…Yuki in women's underwear! …Tomoyo in sexy women's underwear… NOO! Syaoran in a speedo! …Tomoyo in a sexy bikini…AAHHH! Terada sensei in a thong! …Tomoyo's sexy ass in a thong…'
Eriol actually seemed ready to cry. Last time when they made out in the hallway, he had made a mad dash for the locker rooms for a nice, cold shower. Unfortunately, in his bound state, he could do nothing about it.
'Unless…' Eriol glanced down at his undone pants before sighing. 'Sigh…drastic times call for drastic measures…'
He hesitantly lowered his hands down to his crotch. 'This is so wrong…' He sighed in defeat and closed his eyes and let his imagination run wild.
Eriol's mind haha
It was dark. Like, really really dark. I can't see anything. Like, that dark.
-BZZT-
I apologize. Because Eriol's descriptive skills suck that much, the authoress has decided to take over once again.
-BZZT-
Eriol found himself shroud in darkness (which I'm sure you've all realized…) and felt gentle caressing at the side of his neck. He slightly turned his head, eyes bulging out of his head seeing a rather nekkid Tomoyo.
"Eriol…" she purred, licking his earlobe, sending shockwaves down his spine. He felt paralyzed; her very gaze and touch burned him to the core, not that he minded.
Her arms moved around his waist, drawing patterns over his chest and fingering his six-pack. (Authoress takes moment to drool) The whole time, her tongue, lips, and teeth moved together on his ear and neck, nipping him there, kissing him here, until he thought he would die from her touch.
"Please…" he moaned, grasping one of her hands, as she froze in her minstrations.
"What…" she whispered directly to his ear. "…this?" her free hand moved down and gripped his crotch none-too-gently. Eriol gasped in pain and pleasure, willing her to do more.
"Liked that, hmm?" she teased, as her hand started applying and releasing pressure on his arousal at a painstakingly slow pace.
He soon found his hips bucking up to meet her hand, increasing pressure. She giggled and stopped all the sudden, earning a tortured moan from his gasping lips.
"Don't stop…" he murmured, watching her through half-lidded eyes as she circled him, now facing him. All the sudden, she was kneeled down before him, and stripping him of his pants and boxers.
"Oh my…" she purred coyly. "Someone's happy to see me…" she smirked, slowly massaging his thighs.
He gasped and pleaded her through his eyes to do something.
Tomoyo got the message and pushed herself up, meeting his lips in a long, passionate kiss. Eriol groaned, feeling her tongue thrust into his mouth and nibble his lower lip. She pulled away all too quickly.
Before he could demand why, her mouth was enclosed over his member. He moaned in ecstasy and gasped for air, feeling himself ready to release as she mercilessly sucked and nipped at his sex.
Again, she stopped too soon. He was about ready to explode, but soon Dream-Tomoyo had straddled his waist.
"Make it fast…" she hissed, tugging at his lips with her teeth. "Make it hurt…"
He gripped her hips and thrust with all his might. She gasped and moaned, drawing her nails across his back. She started moving up and down, riding his throbbing erection, as he matched her pace, increasing speed every so often.
"Mmm…Eriol…" she moaned, closing her eyes in sheer bliss.
Eriol merely panted in response, thrusting harder and faster. He felt himself on the edge, but willed to save it for the very end.
"Oh my god…" she gasped, feeling close to heaven. "Faster!" she demanded, pumping her own hips as fast as she could. He obliged, thrusting as fast as he could.
'So…tight…wet…so hot…' Even if he wanted to stop, he couldn't until he brought the two of them to the highest point.
"More…oh god, more…Har—" She froze mid-word, letting out a shriek of pleasure, and he groaned under her, willing not to cum feeling her walls tighten and release over and over as she climaxed.
He pushed her down, so they were tangled on the floor, still joined. Throwing her legs carelessly over her shoulder, he started thrusting deeper.
She moaned under him, gasping every now and then, sweat rolling down her body.
"ERIOL! YES! OH, ERIOL!" she screamed as she tightened again and again.
He couldn't hold it any longer.
"TOMOYO!"
-X-
Sakura's head whipped around, hearing her best friend's name called from the door she just passed by.
"That's…odd…" she commented, backing up and heading toward the door. "I recognize that voice…somewhere…" She glanced up and read "Janitor's Closet".
Without hesitating, she pushed open the door and screamed in shock, covering her eyes and turning away.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THERE, HIIRAGIZAWA?"
"KINOMOTO! OH SHIT!"
Sakura firmly kept her face on the opposite wall, shaking.
'Hoee…how embarassing!'
She heard rustling, and Eriol's small "I'm…decent now…" before facing his seated form.
"What are you doing here anyway? Like that?" she squeaked, face flushed and not directly looking at him.
His face turned crimson. "Your friend Daidouji tied me here at lunch today. Needless to say, I lost this round of…you know, the bet…" he grumbled.
Sakura nodded and finally finished untying him from the chair. "Let's just get back to class…never mention this?"
"Agreed."
-X-
With a forged nurse's note, the pair made it back to the classroom in silence, avoiding each others' gaze. When they opened the door, all eyes turned to them, as Sakura slipped back to her seat and Eriol moved to the front to give the note to the teacher, who nodded and let him go back to his chair.
Sakura avoided Tomoyo and Syaoran's gazes, her head down low and trying to concentrate. Syaoran's look demanded an explanation from Eriol when he sat back down in his seat.
"I don't wanna talk about it. It'd be a good idea if you didn't ask Kinomoto."
Syaoran frowned, glaring at his friend and eyeing his girlfriend's back in concern. He caught Tomoyo's gaze, which held the same amount of confusion in their amethyst pools. She shrugged.
Sakura sighed and relaxed, feeling Syaoran's intense gaze finally leave her back. She tried to tune into the lesson, but her mind kept drifting back to the incident earlier in the janitor's closet, causing her face to flush once again. 'I won't ever be able to look at Hiiragizawa-kun properly ever again…'
-X-
When the final bell rang, Sakura started gathering her things and stuffing them into her bag.
"Do you need to stay after today?" came the gentle question from Syaoran…her Syaoran.
"Nope, do you?" she asked happily, glad he hadn't asked anything about earlier's incident.
"Nah, I'll walk you home…" He held out his hand, which she took shyly, smiling all the while.
The couple made their way to Sakura's house, the setting sun dancing across their features. They walked in comfortable silence, and Sakura was thankful for it, though Syaoran felt like he was about to burst.
'She'll talk when she's ready…don't bring it up…'
All too soon, they were in front of her yellow two-story house.
Sakura turned to him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, face buried in his chest. He smiled and gripped her frail form, kissing the top of her head.
"Gomen…" she mumbled, but her voice was muffled in his shirt.
He pulled away and raised an eyebrow comically, earning a laugh from Sakura.
"Gomen…about today…you know, at lunch for overreacting…"
"It's ok…" he grumbled.
"And about class, with Eriol…I'm not ready to tell you yet…"
He raised his eyebrow again, then drew them together with a bit of a pout.
"Is it something I should be concerned about…?" he lightly demanded.
She laughed nervously. "It's…complicated…" she grumbled, earning another brow-raise. "I'll tell you eventually…it's just kinda too embarassing right now…"
Syaoran sighed, but being the great boyfriend he is, he nodded.
Sakura squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.
"I love you, Syao-chan!" she smiled at his frown.
"Syao-chan? Is that necessary?"
"I think it's cute!"
"But I'm not cute, I'm a big, burly, strong man!"
"A cute one!"
"Men are NOT cute!"
"You are!"
They mock-glared at each other before laughing.
He drew her into another embrace.
"Fine. If you like it, I'll let it grow on me…"
She once again squealed in happiness and kissed his cheek and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Mou…I should probably go in, I have so much homework to do…the math is so confusing!"
"Well that's due next week, you'll figure it out by then."
"No! Syao-chan doesn't know how dumb I am in math…" she whined, trying to push away.
"Come over to my house tomorrow and I'll help you."
"REALLY?"
Syaoran laughed. "Really."
Sakura gave him a full kiss on the lips and turned away.
"Ja ne, Syao-chan!"
"Ja, Sakura…"
-X-
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