Damn it…couldn't leave the story without a damn epilogue, could I?

"Fine, fine, I'll do the damn dare" Said Sakura, hissing slightly at Tomoyo. The sky was shining, as if the soft clouds had suddenly taken a vacation from all the rain.

Sakura rolled her skirt up. I mean, way, way, and way up. That skirt was just a piece of garment which just covered her behind. She then let out her hair, and unbuttoned her school blouse. She also rolled up her sleeves a little bit.

"Tomoyo, Syaoran's out there, playing his damn soccer game, he'll just stop, stare and laugh at me!" Whined Sakura as she bent her head slightly, checking if the 'skirt' was securely covering her ass.

"Sakura," laughed Eriol, wrapping his arms around Tomoyo's waist. "I think the only thing Syaoran will get distracted of is how, erm, nice you look-"

"Excuse me?" Said Tomoyo. "But should I be jealous?"

Eriol then whispered something in her ear. Tomoyo paled then blushed furiously. "That's disgusting! Vile, inadequate…"

"You weren't complaining before…" He laughed.

"Last time was different, how you just manage to bring it up like this," She started.

"GUYS! I don't wanna know…Tomoyo, Eriol, I heard things in the other bedroom in the Li mansion, and Tomoyo's right, DON'T bring it up while I'm here…!" Sakura exclaimed. "And so did Mrs. Li…" she muttered quietly.

"Now MARCH!" Ordered Tomoyo.

Sakura looked around nervously and crept out from the tree they were seating near. She marched across the school field, ignoring the whistles and cat calls she was receiving and made her way over to the soccer field.

The cheerleaders gave her a weird look before returning to their chants. Sakura studied them, cleavages hanging out, skirts showing their asses in their thongs, typical slutty girls. Just one girl looked decent, proper mini cheerleading skirt, nice fitting top, she had avoided the stereotype.

I have absolutely nothing against cheerleaders...

We are red,

We are white

We are

-clap clap-

DYNAMITE!

The mid fielder on the soccer pitch stopped and grinned. "Hey, Li, isn't that your girlfriend?" He said as he gave a low whistle.

"MAN, she is FINE!"

"HUBBA HUBBA" Said one as he mock howled.

"Oi, Kinomoto!" one called out to her. "You, me, and the movies!"

Syaoran finally turned around. He felt punching all of them up into a bloody pulp and making sure none of them saw the light of day ever again. He smirked to himself and knew what Sakura was up to. He was also smirking because he knew what these wankers were about to get.

"SHUT UP YOU FUCKTARDS!" Yelled Sakura as she gave them the finger, yeas, she was very, very embarrassed, from all the attention. She got into place, in front of the cheerleaders, and began her chant.

"We are sluts

See our thong,

See our cleavage,

-clap clap-

As we sing this song!"

Everyone clapped as she bowed and hurriedly buttoned up her blouse, rolled down her sleeves and her skirt. Seeing his chance, he jogged up to his girlfriend.

"Now that was some performance …" He added conversationally, as he circled his arms around her waist.

Sakura turned around and hugged him. "I know right, I can see tabloids now, 'girl becomes star after rancid performance on field', and what do you think?"

Syaoran laughed as he brushed his lips with hers. "Perfect, you know I love you right?"

She giggled. "You know you said that to me before your game?" He nodded foolishly. "Well then, I love you too. Now go back to your game, I'm sure they're all waiting for you." She waved at the soccer players, who waved enthusiastically back. "Oh, and tell that guy that asked me out, that I said no, I've already got someone, whom I'm planning on sticking with for a long time." She said as she kissed him on the cheek and walked off.

Syaoran smiled as he watched his girlfriend retreating back. He ran back to his game, with a happy smile.

"What are you so happy about?" asked the mid fielder.

"What? Are you the captain, or am I? Now back into your positions, come on!" He replied.

Gorgeous. Just Gorgeous.