Intertwined

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Act V

A/N: Wow...can't believe I'm already typing the Fifth Act of Intertwined...this is amazing...and a privilege to continue this play/story...this has become my favorite story as of now...expect updates...because your reviews have inspired me to type this although I have a lot of homework waiting for me and staring me in the eye...lolx...thanks to everyone who read/reviewed this story; your reviews were all kind and inspiring...ok I'll stop babbling right now. Onward and forward!

Intro

Eriol grinned with happiness and glee as he watched the video.

He began giggling giddily when he saw Yue hurriedly take off the pale purple dress, then choked on a giggle as the real person came stomping offstage.

Yue turned his head in Eriol's direction.

"What are you laughing at?" He was in a horrible mood, due to the fact that dreamer had just cut his salary by one penny. (Since his salary was only two pennies, however, one penny alone made up a substancial part of his salary. Yes, this playwright is cheap.)

Eriol shook back and forth on the floor in a fit of uncontrollable giggles. He did not even have the sense to shut the laptop as Yue came storming over to examine the source of his amusement.

Dreamer shook her head and sighed bemusedly when the sound of Yue's screaming reached her ears.

"YOU POSTED THIS VIDEO ONTO THE INTERNET!"

She heard Eriol's reply equally loudly. "HEY, BUDDY, I DID IT FOR US! IF DREAMER ACTUALLY PAID US A DECENT AMOUNT OF MONEY FOR OUR SERVICES, I WOULDN'T BE SELLING VIDEOS OF YOU IN A PURPLE DRESS MAKING LOVE TO A STUFFED MONKEY!"

Yue screamed back even louder, if possible. "HOW MUCH DID YOU GET FOR IT?"

Eriol did a jubilant little dance. "A GRAND TOTAL OF FIFTEEN PENNIES!"

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THE VOICE FROM ABOVE: Perhaps it would be better if we cut off the Intro right now. If shadowy dreamer had exposed the contents of the rest of the Intro, many of you would have stopped reading this story. (That's because there was an indecent amount of profanity and violence.)-winkwink- However, since she is currently at the hospital tending to two of her miserable employees, she has asked me to take over this show. I will now introduce the Fifth Act of Intertwined. Rest assured, laughs and wickedness are ahead.

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End of Intro

Syaoran opened the door of his new apartment.

"SURPRISE!"

He was promptly bombarded by a flurry of confetti, streamers, balloons, and delighted childhood friends.

"Wha--?" Syaoran did not have time to breathe as he was suddenly swept into a group embrace.

"Whazgoinon?" he gurgled as he felt the air swoop out of his lungs. Their encircling arms were utterly crushing him.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAKURA-CHAN!"

Sakura's friends stepped back from the breathless Syaoran and grinned from ear to ear, expecting Syaoran to at least smile at them.

Syaoran, however, was bent double and doing a mental check of himself. Heartbeat? Check. Brain still functioning? Check. Lungs? Syaoran inhaled deeply. Check. Magic stick? Syaoran almost reached down there, but stopped himself in time. His Magic Stick was currently in Sakura's possession.

Sakura's friends, who had been watching Syaoran's every move, looked at each other in confusion. Finally, they seemed to decide that Syaoran was in tip top shape, for they began to chatter.

"Saku-chan! You're already twenty four and you're still single! What do you have to say for yourself?" A girl with curly reddish hair chirped.

Syaoran gagged. "Wha?" He forgot to pronounce the word correctly. "I'm twenty-four?"

The smiles faded from their faces.

Tomoyo walked up to Sakura and pressed a tantalizingly smooth hand to his face. "You're not feeling ill, are you honey?" Her violet eyes expressed her concern. "You were acting kind of strange this morning."

A few minutes passed, and Syaoran was still silent.

Tomoyo jumped back when a dribble of drool hit her sock.

"Sakura-chan!"

Syaoran's face wore a glazed sort of look. He was still staring, absolutely spellbound, at Tomoyo. He hadn't even noticed that his mouth was open, and was steadily filling up with drool. Finally it had spilled over the brim of his mouth, and landed on her sock.

Tomoyo interpreted this salivation as a sign of hunger.

She clapped her hand and Sakura's friends immediately stopped their worried whispers.

"All right, Sakura-chan is hungry! Let's all get the cake!"

Naoko, Chiharu and Rika all trooped to the kitchen, giggling and throwing curious looks at Syaoran.

Tomoyo began dragging Syaoran towards the kitchen.

"Come on, missy. I know you're hungry. Wait till you see the cake I've baked for your birthday!"

Syaoran could only utter, "Yeah. Cake. Right."

Then Tomoyo's spell wore off on him, and he grinned as his brain processed the information.

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Sakura picked up a french fry with her clean toes and stuffed it into her mouth.

She had discovered that Li's body was extremely flexible, and she was now reaping the benefits.

A minute later, Sakura stuffed a donut into her mouth with her clean toes (this time with a separate foot).

The man on the TV cracked a funny joke, and this caused Sakura to double over, wheezing with laughter.

She was bored, and she had no work tomorrow. After cleaning up the living room and tweezing her eyebrows to make them more presentable (a thoroughly painful job), Sakura now had nothing to do.

She decided to become a couch potato for the night and eat all that Li had in his refrigerator.

To her utmost ecstasy, she discovered that Li had a wide variety of junk food/frozen dinners. She was now on her fourth frozen dinner and her fifth donut.

Sakura poked her muscular abs and smiled wickedly. Time to ruin his handiwork...she smiled evilly and stuffed three more french fries into her waiting mouth. This time she used both feet at once.

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Syaoran opened his mouth as Naoko stuffed a slice of chocolate cake into his mouth.

He chewed wetly, swallowed, and smiled.

"Chiharu."

Chiharu stepped away from the other girls and pushed the cup to Syaoran's lips.

He gulped a few swallows and smiled dazzlingly at her, winking slightly.

Chiharu smiled back, a confused frown donning her eyebrow. Did she just...attempt to flirt with me?

"Rika."

Rika pushed Syaoran's body up from the plushy velvet armchair. She straightened and fluffed the pillows. Syaoran then lay back down. "Thanks, baby doll," he purred softly.

Rika raised her eyebrows and mouthed, "OK..." at Chiharu over Syaoran's head.

"Tomoyo."

Syaoran closed his eyes and shivered as he felt Tomoyo kiss his cheek.

Tomoyo stepped back, feeling puzzled.

"Erm...Sakura?" she ventured timidly. "Why do I have to kiss you? How does that help you relax?"

Instead of answering the question, Syaoran merely said, "I hope I'm not boring you ladies." How could Sakura have forgotten to tell me it's her birthday today? Too much happened, I guess.

They all shook their heads and said together, "No way, Saku-chan, this is your birthday! We'd do anything for you on your special day." Yet they were all nearly falling asleep from the boring "work" they had to do for him.

Syaoran raised his feet off the table and stood up. His emerald eyes sparkled. "You know what? I'm not hungry anymore! Let's have a pillowfight..."

The four girls clapped their hands and squealed delightedly. Finally something was happening.

Syaoran grinned again.

He couldn't help it.

"...in our underwear!"

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Sakura had finished all of Syaoran's frozen dinners. Now she was starting on his pints of ice cream.

She burped loudly.

The man in the commercial said, "Do you have a high heart rate? Are your arteries clogged with cholesterol? If so, then you need to work out! Try the..." he went on to give the name of a well-known exercise machine.

Sakura grinned. "Yes, Syaoran, you'll have to work out ten hours every dayfor the rest of your life...once I'm done with your body."

The doorbell rang.

Sakura froze. She debated whether or not she should open the door, then decided she could use a little company.

"Yo dude!"

Sakura nearly fell over.

At least four hot guys were crowding into the room. They all grinned charmingly and thumped Sakura on the back, causing some ice cream to fall from her mouth.

"You're eating high cholesterol foods, YaoYao. Better come to the gym with us to workout!" A tall boy with black hair and crystal blue eyes grinned as he picked up the carton of ice cream.

Sakura began to laugh disbelievingly. YaoYao? That's his nickname among his buddies?

"Yo YaoYao, you okie?" Another boy with dark brown hair and gray eyes wiggled his fingers at Sakura.

She couldn't stand it any longer. "You--haha--look--haha, so funny!"

The boy glanced at his wiggling fingers and grinned. "I've always done this, don't start making fun of me now!"

Two more of Syaoran's friends entered the conversation. They were identical twins with shoulder-length blonde hair and brown eyes.

"Ah, forget Guchi, YaoYao."

"Yeah, Guchi can be a bit of a pain sometimes. Right, NaNa?"

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"EEEEEEEE!" Chiharu squealed loudly when the fluffy pillow hit her directly in the mouth.

Tomoyo laughed loudly, but was quickly silenced when Syaoran hit her in the face with a furry pillow and shouted, "What are you laughing at, huh?"

As they bent over to pick up a pillow, Naoko whispered to Rika, "Isn't Sakura acting kind of strange, Reekie?"

Rika nodded quickly and added, "Damn straight! She's acting like...she's acting...it seems like she's..." Rika gesticulated wildly in the air. "It seems like she's...flirting with us!"

Naoko nodded fervently and pointed at her bikini. "Why's she making us wear these? And why isn't she wearing one herself? I don't believe her when she says that she 'likes the variety of colors' we're wearing."

Rika nodded and would have said more, had she not been hit directly in the chest by a pillow. She looked across the room and saw Syaoran, grinning and waving his hand at them. He blew a kiss in her direction and proceeded to launch a pillow at Naoko, in the exact same area thatRika had been hit in.

Once Syaoran had stopped waving and grinning at them, the two looked at each other and said, "She's definitely flirting."

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"Why are we doing this again?" Sakura whined as Syaoran's friends dragged her into the gym.

"Because we should be doing this," answered Nanako, turning his dark blue eyes onto Sakura.

Sakura stopped and stared back.

He smiled, and pushed his hair up from his forehead. "Trust me, it'll be fun. Besides, you've always liked working out."

He turned away, but Sakura kept her eyes on him longer than necessary. She decided his rear end was very well formed, and gagged. Snap out of it, Sakura! Stop checking out NaNa.

Ooh, you're calling him NaNa already,aren't you? A particularly mean-spirited voice inside her head said.

Shut up, I might as well call him that! Li and all his other friends do, it'll look kind of funny if I don't, Sakura snapped back to the voice.

At this moment, Yamaguchi caught up with Sakura. "Come on, YaoYao, let's go into the changing room!"

UhOh...Sakura grimaced as she followed them into the locker room. This was something she had been dreading since Nanako suggested they go to the gym.

She tried not to ogle Nanako's chest as he pulled off his shirt.

Nanako followed her eyes and furrowed his brow. "Something wrong, YaoYao?"

Sakura shook her head quickly and turned away, hastily pulling off her own shirt. Although she tried not to look at her own chest, Sakura finally gave in and looked down. Besides, she thought, it's not like Li has something to be ashamed of. He doesn't have any chest protrusions...

She screamed bloody murder.

"I HAVE CHEST HAIR! AHHHHHH!" Sakura shrieked.

Nanako rushed over to her, and so did Yamaguchi.

"What? What is it, YaoYao?" Yamaguchi asked, evidently concerned.

Sakura reached up a tentative finger and gingerly poked some of the curling hair. She screamed again and nearly wet herself. "It feels alive! It feels like there's something alive and furry on my chest!"

Nanako felt Sakura's forehead. "Are you okay, YaoYao? Do you have afever?"

"Or perhaps PMS?" Yamaguchi chimed in.

Sakura felt a hot rush of blood to her cheeks. "I-I-I-I need to wax off these hair as soon as I get back home," she said. "I don't care how much it hurts Li's body, but I'm going to pluck off all of these...curly hairs."

Nanako raised his brows. "Li? Did you just call yourself that?"

Sakura raised her chin as she became redder. "Yes. I talk to myself like that sometimes." She cursed herself for the slip of her tongue.

The twins came over, already decked out in their workout clothing.

"We heard YaoYao screaming," Jun said, tossing some blond hair out of his eyes.

"What is it this time, YaoYao? Did NaNa slip deodorant into your water bottle again?" Juni smirked superiorly.

"Huh?" Sakura asked. She grinned as she felt a wicked story coming on.

"Don't feign innocence," said Jun, clapping a hand onto Sakura's bare shoulder.

She shivered, causing some over her chest hair to wiggle.

"It's not cold, YaoYao. Why did you shiver?" Yamaguchi asked.

"Uh..." Sakura blushed red again. She quickly reverted the topic back to chest hair. "I don't like chest hair, because it reminds me of pubic hair," she blurted out hastily.

They cracked up. A few minutes later, Nanako was wiping tears from his eyes. "You're hilarious, YaoYao," he said. He smiled at her, and Sakura blushed. Her heart fluttered.

Juni smirked. "Why are you blushing, YaoYao? And..." he stared at her eyebrows. "Hey! Guys, look! YaoYao's tweezed his eyebrows!"

"HUH?"

Three pairs of eyes fixated themselves onto Syaoran's eyebrows. "You're right!" Yamaguchi exclaimed, "They're in a neat little line! YaoYao, you need a hobby."

"And that's why we've taken you to the gym," said Nanako. He grinned, and walked back to his locker, pulling off his pants.

Sakura gulped and hastily looked away. She pulled off her pants, and stared down.

Li had boxers covered with red hearts. Lace trimmed the edges. Sakura smirked. Future blackmail, she thought evilly.

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"Hey! Dude. Yo, look, NaNa. Check out that girl's ass," Yamaguchi whispered as they trooped towards the gym.

Nanako rolled his eyes while Yamaguchi rummaged around in his gym bag.

"Ah ha!" Yamaguchi grinned, and whipped a pair of binoculars to his eyes. "Let's have a close-up," he murmured lovingly.

"Hey! Let me have that!" Jun, Juni, and Yamaguchi began fighting over the binoculars.

Sakura rolled her eyes in disgust.

"Why aren't you joining them, YaoYao?" Nanako looked at her curiously.

"Well, personally, I have better things to do than to observe a girl's rear end," Sakura said stiffly. She raised her nose in the air. "Men have much better rear ends. They're more defined, you see."

Nanako stopped walking. "What?" he whipped his head in Sakura's direction.

Sakura' face represented a cherry tomato. "Erm...I said that men have much fatter rear ends. Their rear ends sag with flab, you see. Fat men on the street have sagging asses," Sakura babbled. "Ehehe...it was meant to be a joke, see?"

"Ohhhh," said Nanako. He raised his brows. "I thought you said that men had better rear ends because they were more defined. Hmm, you really had me worried, YaoYao." He winked roguishly.

Sakura was captivated by the blueness of his eyes.

She continued staring at the back of his head long after he had turned and walked away.

"Hey! YaoYao! You comin' or what?"

She shook her head and chided herself. She couldn'tflirt with him as long as she was in Li's body.

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Syaoran lay with his head resting on Tomoyo's stomach.

The rest of the girls had gone home after handing him some gifts. All of them had given him some new perfume, lipstick, or makeup. Chiharu's audacity had spurred her to present Syaoran with a brand new lingerie set, complete with a lacy thong and black bra.

"Victoria's Secret," she had whispered conspiratorially into Syaoran's ear. "Wear it on a hot night, Saku." She had grinned and winked, nudging him slightly in the ribs.

Syaoran had sniffed it. "I'll wear it on a hot night with you," he had murmured breathily. Chiharu had then backed away, wearing a confused look on her face.

"Tomoyo?" Syaoran asked, rubbing his hand on Tomoyo's belly.

"Mmm?" Tomoyo said, shivering slightly. She was still in her bikini. Syaoran had asked her to keep it on because he "liked the color".

"Can I put whipped cream on you?"

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"I--can't--do--this--anymore," Sakura wheezed. She had barely spent three minutes on the treadmill.

Juni rolled his eyes. "Come on, YaoYao. You usually work out more than the rest of us. What's up today?"

Sakura sighed, and jumped off the treadmill. She headed for the weights.

Sakura began bench pressing at 50 and found that she could do it with ease.

"Come on, YaoYao! You can do better than that," said Yamaguchi, who was bench pressing 300.

"Yeah, YaoYao," said Nanako, who was lifting a fifty pound barbell. "Look, even those girls are doing more than you."

Sakura looked over. One of the girls was giggling and fluttering her eyelashes at Nanako, while the other was staring at Sakura herself.

Nanako rolled his eyes when Yamaguchi walked over to them and began flirting. The other girl was still staring persistently at Sakura, who felt slightly sick. Eww...I'm not a lesbian...

She jumped up and started walking out of the gym.

"Where are you going?" Nanako called after her.

"To see my boyfriend!" The words escaped her lips and Sakura stared wonderingly at herself in the mirror that covered half of a wall.

"I didn't know you had one," commented Jun as she walked out. He snickered as she looked back at him, and saw Nanako's confused face in the mirror. Apparently, Jun thought she was joking, but it seemed like Nanako thought otherwise.

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Syaoran dipped a strawberry into the whipped cream.

He pouted.

Tomoyo had refused to let her belly button be a bowl for whipped cream, and had instead put the whipped cream into a glass bowl.

The bell rang.

"I'll get it!" Tomoyo called.

Syaoran heard the door open.

A few minutes later, an irate-looking Sakura stalked into the room, accompanied by a confused Tomoyo.

Syaoran responded to Sakura's glower with a weak wave.

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Outro

THE VOICE FROM ABOVE: Hey, it's me again. I'm sure you all want Eriol, Yue, and dreamer back, but they're still at the hospital. Hope you've enjoyed the play. Please review generously. The more reviews dreamer gets, the more acts she'll write. Well, that's it for now, folks. Ciao!

End of Outro