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-Please don't be expecting a regular update. school is killing me. D

-I don't edit the stories (yes I'm lazy beyond imagination) so I'm sorry if the format/grammar/spelling is horrible. u

-Please let me know if I wrote something stupid or wrong (I always do...) V.V

-The part where Takashi tells the lie about pink underwear just shows that as boys get older they get more perverted. Don't argue, you know it's true. xD

Chapter 3

Sakura was more than glad to be out of that dirty room. Turns out it was reserved for situations like this–when Sakura escapes despite of her father and brother's warnings. Sakura pouted when she realized that her father and brother had been expecting her disobedience. It made her blush when she also realized that now Syaoran probably thinks she's a kid. All the way out she kept throwing glances at Syaoran, but looked away immediately as she felt her face heat up. Stupid, stupid, stupid! What a dangerous person to be attracted to.

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"That guy's the new bodyguard Mr. Kinomoto hired?"

"He's only a kid."

"But you can rely on his skills, since Mr. Kinomoto brought him in."

"Ms. Sakura also finds him to be acceptable and..."

"... he has the face of a gangster."

Syaoran walked past the men, not once pausing or even sparing a glance at them. He just casually and arrogantly walked past them, then stopped in front of the car and made a slight bow in front of his boss.

"Li, everything alright?" the older yakuza in a kimono asked warmly, while slowly sipping his coffee.

"Yes sir, things are goin–"

"AHHH! I'M LATE!!" Sakura screamed as she charged out the door with a piece of toast in her mouth. "Syaoran-kun what are you doing? Lets hurry!"

"I was waiting for you, get in." Syaoran said with a sigh. He turned to his boss and bowed once again. "Excuse me." then opened the door and swiftly slid into the driver's seat while Sakura charged in beside him."

"Young people are so energetic." the older yakuza said, laughing as the car wiggled around the black suits and finally dashing out the door.

"But he's young?" Toya seemed to have came out of nowhere, and was staring at the disappearing car with a worried expression on his face.

"What do you mean?" his father turned to him, also starting to feel uneasy.

"His eyes... he has the eyes of a pro."

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"Saaaaaakura-chan!" Tomoyo called from across the yard when she saw the familiar black car pull up in front of the school. She paused when a young man... no boy about the same age as Sakura and her step out of the driver's side of the car and walk over to open the door on the other side. Sakura's hazel hair emerged from the car, then her shimmering emerald eyes caught Tomoyo's purple jewels and waved. Tomoyo waved back, all the while keeping an eye on the mysterious boy next to her best friend. He looked so... adorable, of course not as adorable as Sakura, but he is the adorable type. But he's wearing a black suit like the scary looking guards Sakura's family hires, what could a boy like him be doing around Sakura?

Tomoyo waited patiently for her friend, observing her every move.She watched as Sakura waved good-bye to the boy and run toward her with a smile, her cheeks glowing a little more than normal.

"Tomoyo-chan!" she called while running, Tomoyo thought she saw a bounce in her step. Oh no, she knew what was coming next.

"Sakura, be care–"

Sakura suddenly lunged forward and fell face flat on the concrete.

"–ful." Tomoyo smiled sadly and walked toward her clumsy friend.

"Ah, sorry, I tripped." Sakura pushed herself up into a kneeling position and took Tomoyo's outstretched hand. Sakura jumped to a standing position, rubbing the wound on her forehead. Tomoyo covered her mouth to hide her laughter. What could she possibly have tripped on? The concrete was as smooth as silk, there weren't even a pebble the size of a grain of sand. And her shoes didn't even have laces. Tomoyo finally let out a soft chuckle and helped Sakura pick up her school bag. "Who's that boy? Have little Sakura finally got herself a–"

"No!" Sakura turned bright red, and shook her head vigorously. Tomoyo couldn't mask her laughter anymore. It is so fun to tease Sakura, she is oh-so-adorable. "Tomoyo-chan!" Sakura pouted and dusted her skirt. "Ah! I hope I didn't tear my stockings!"

"Sakura-chan!" Chiharu came running at them, with Takashi walking behind her.

"Morning Chiharu-chan. Morning Takashi-kun." Sakura smiled sweetly. Rika and Naoko emerged from the distant crowd and began to come toward them also.

"My, my, Sakura-chan I think a boy's checking out your dad's car again." Chiharu bounced to a stop in front of Sakura, with Takashi one step behind. Tomoyo turned around to see the boy watching them. His eyes were cold and emotionless, Tomoyo shuddered and turned around. Naoko and Rika finally reached them, they waved and exchanged greetings.

"He's actually pretty cute, right?" Chiharu returned her attention to the boy behind the car again, she giggled and bounced slightly, being her hyper self. Humor disappeared from Takashi's face, but his constant smile returned in a flash.

"Who?" Naoko followed Chiharu's gaze, then immediately turned around. "His gaze is as scarier than a ghost."

Sakura finally turned around, her eyes caught the eyes of the boy, for a second Tomoyo thought she saw his eyes light up, the coldness disappeared, but only for a second. Sakura turned around, she was blushing slightly, but she tried her best to hide it. "He's my bodyguard, Syaoran-kun."

"Bodyguard?" Chiharu squealed. "I'm jealous! Must be cool to have a such a cool guy protecting you." she smiled dreamily, Tomoyo pitied Takashi, whose usually closed eyes were wide with fury, and of course jealousy.

"Just like a movie isn't it?" Naoko beamed. "But watch out! He might be a ghost in search of an innocent girl, pretending to protect her, and when the opportunity comes he's gonna... You know I heard of this story, this girl..."

"Naoko-chan!" Sakura was as white as a ghost.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Naoko smiled apologetically.

"Well, did you know?" Takashi cut in. "I heard, that most bodyguards wear bright pink underwear. Some of them wear skirts as a hobby." he said in a serious tone, his smile returning and his eyes closed once again.

"Really?" Sakura's eyes widened. "Syaoran-kun likes to wear skirts as a hobby?"

Chiharu whacked Takashi on the back of the head. "If you're going to tell a lie, can't you tell a less disgusting one?" Takashi chuckled as he was dragged away by the ear by an angry Chiharu.

"They look so cute together don't they?" Tomoyo finally spoke, smiling.

The bell sang is melody, and the groups of students began to move, waves of people washed over them and pushed past them to the building. Rika and Naoko waved good-bye and blended with the crowd. Tomoyo walked ahead, but she caught Sakura looking back at Syaoran before running to catch up with her, still slightly red. The two girls walked to class together, Tomoyo couldn't help but wonder what kind of boy this 'Syaoran' was, who could make her beloved Sakura blush like so.

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Syaoran watched Sakura's little figure disappear into the crowd before he entered the car and shut the door. He sat there in silence for what seemed like a full minute, his mind completely blank. Then one thought entered his head. She is so damn cute! He shook his head and switched the car to drive. He sat there for another minute, leaning against the steering wheel. I'll forget it. Only two more days. His gaze was cold and stern. He slammed his foot on the gas.