Ack! I'm so sorry, my readers. I have no excuse. I was just too lazy to write. I changed a line near the end in the third chapter, and I changed Chapter 5's ending. I know it was 'dodgey' as one of my reviewers commented, so I made it less dodgey? Please go back and reread it. Or skim it through.

I don't really know how to make sure that my story isn't 'rambling' but isn't "dodgey' either, so this is my attempt of trying to not be dodgey. I personally think it's rambling, but it's longer, ne? In fact, it's over a third longer than my longest chapter so far! Enjoy!

Syaoran woke up with a start. His dream was frightening-at least to him. He was watching all his items, friends, and family disappear one by one. It scared him horribly. Then, Sakura reappeared, and he felt happy, despite knowing that everything was gone. He was happy, even when Sakura was his only possession. That scared him the most-knowing how hard he'd fallen.

"Sakura…how do you do it?" he murmured with a slight smile. Looking at his calendar, the smile quickly dropped. Sakura had taken the liberty of marking his calendar with the dates that he'd have to spend with the girls. Her day, however, wasn't marked. Naturally, Syaoran marked it in himself. The dreaded smile was playing at his lips again. Spending a whole day with STACEY! What I go through for you, Sakura. Pulling the velvet deep green curtains away from the balcony window, the rising sun illuminating his face, his mind wandered to all things beautiful. Sunrises, sunsets, waterfalls, cherry blossoms…Sakura.

*****

Stacey stepped out of the shower, and she wrapped a fluffy pink towel around herself. "Today's the day! What to wear! What make-up to put on!" she exclaimed. Even if she only wanted be able to say that she went out with Syaoran, the actual chance itself to go out with the best looking guy was really exciting. Hmm… I, Stacey Kim, will go out with THE Syaoran Li. I wonder why he rejects all the girls that come to him. He said that he wasn't gay, so… Maybe he's waiting for a special someone. I bet that I'm that someone! She concluded. I guess I should thank that Kinomoto girl for setting me up with him… Pushing that 'disgusting' thought of having to talk to that girl out of her mind, she sauntered over to her closet, flipping through her clothes.

*****

Half an hour later, Tomoyo was at a door. Ding dong…The sound of the bell could be heard resonating through the house. The house sounds kind of empty. Tomoyo mused. Light footsteps were heard gliding down the stairs, and the door flung open.

"Hi Syao-baby!" Stacey sang, with her eyes closed in excitement.

"Uhh…" Tomoyo stuttered, struggling to keep the bubbling laughter down. She watched Stacey peek out of one eye and turned red, first from embarrassment and then from anger.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to make sure that you don't try anything funny, like threatening him to pick you. If Sakura came, you would frame her for rigging the contest, ne?" Tomoyo answered brightly.

Silence fell over, with Tomoyo innocently smiling at the girl, and Stacey fuming from the change of plans.

"Oi, I'm here." Syaoran called casually. He looked as if he didn't put any effort in looking nice, with a crinkled dark blue t-shirt and khaki shorts, yet he still looked good. He looked at the scene before him. A girl fuming over an apparently innocent girl… "Am I interrupting something?"

"SYAO-BABY!" Stacey screamed, snapping out of her trance and glomping him. Pulling her head back so he could properly see her face, she pouted, still clinging to him. "Tell that girl to back off. She's not even in the contest, so she has no chance of getting picked by you!"

"Uhh… I actually asked her to come along, as I'm not comfortable around girls I don't know. And where did the 'baby' come from?" he replied, staggering a bit from her sudden weight.

"Oh. Well. Um." Stacey smartly replied.

"Let's go!" Tomoyo called, pulling out a video recorder.

"You're going to film her?"

"No, I'm going to film the grass."

Stacey just looked on confused.

Silence.

"Well, let's go to the movies!" Stacey finally said, thinking that it would give her private time with Syaoran.

"Great idea!" Tomoyo agreed, thinking of the awkward situations Syaoran would be forced to go through. Plus, she would be able to film them for laughs.

Hopping off Syaoran, Stacey twirled around, showing him what she was wearing. A hot pink sleeveless shirt was hugging her body, ending mid belly button. She was wearing a white pleated mini skirt low, revealing a wide strip of skin. After glomping Syaoran, her shirt lowered a bit (lot), and barely covered the essentials.

Syaoran stared, causing Stacey to look down smugly. "Like it?" Any regular eighth grade boy would have turned suddenly horny, and love the view of a girl's 'things' spilling out of her top. It certainly helped that she went braless.

Of course, Syaoran wasn't the average boy. His mind was still innocent enough, and was disgusted at the sight. "Pull up your shirt. Or even better, go change." he stated, somewhat harshly. Sakura had erased next to all of his harshness.

"What, can't control yourself?" Stacey teased, trying to be hot. "How about we go to the pool instead?"

Grunting, he started for the theater. If that was her everyday clothes, I wonder what her swimsuit looks like. Ugh.

Pouting, Stacey followed, purposely pulling her shirt down a tad bit lower. "Wait for me!"

Tomoyo was left forgotten, filming the entire scene. Typical Stacey. Acting as if she was in high school. I wonder how Syaoran will react if she were to pull her top all the way down…

*****

A while later, they were in front of the ticket booth. "What movie would you like to watch?" A tall brown haired guy asked. Stacey gaped. That guy was hott(with a double T).

"Hey cutie. Can you get me and my date two tickets to that movie?" She pointed, leaning a little, so that he had a good view. He must be in his senior year! Surely Syaoran will get jealous. And even if he doesn't, I will still score a hot older boy.

"Ummm… miss, please pull up your top. You're in a public place. As in with younger children." the man told her as politely as he could. Looking at her date, his eyes filled with annoyance, then shock, followed by anger. "You! Brat! What are you doing here with this person?" Realizing that the girl next to the brat was confused, he plastered on a forced smile and gave her the tickets. "He will be with you in a moment!" Seeing that no one was around, he stomped outside and pulled Syaoran up to his eye level.

"I thought you loved my sister! Why are you going on a date with that b****?"

"Touya, I'm spending an entire day with her because of your sister. She thought that me going to the dance dateless is so horrible, that she took the matters into her own hands, and Stacey is one of the contestants. I was planning to pick Sakura in the end, since I forced her into being one of the contestants."

"You didn't ask her yet." Touya asked, annoyance dripping from every word. "You. Are. Very. Slow. Even for my tastes. Do you know how many guys could steal her? Guys that I don't know personally? Even YOU are better than all those guys who've come over to the house. I've had to talk to them each because Sakura is so afraid of hurting people's feelings!"

Syaoran cringed, thinking of what the boys had to go through. "Alright, alright! The contest ends on Monday, so only 3 more days."

Keeping up tradition, they had a fierce glaring contest before Touya let him go. After watching him scurry off with Stacy, he turned to the hidden girl behind the tree.

"You're not going to show Sakura that footage, right?"

"Hmmph. You saw me. Of course I'm not going to. Syaoran has to tell her himself." Tomoyo concluded. "Now give me a ticket to the same movie! I have to film them!"

"On me." Touya said, upon giving her the ticket. "Make sure he doesn't get into trouble."

*****

"Hey, do you even know who that guy is?" Syaoran asked Stacey.

"Why? There's no need for jealousy, I was just flirting."

"Oi, that guy was Sakura's big brother. I wasn't jealous. I just thought it was strange that you called your enemy's big brother a 'cutie.'"

Stacey blinked. That was her brother? So good looks run in her family…She thought with envy.

Syaoran looked at her expression with curiousity. He had never seen that look before, as the people he was surrounded by were never jealous. "What are you thinking?"

"Uhhh…. Uhh…. We should go to room 4 now! The movie's about to start!"

"In half and hour."

Stacey nervously searched for a response, but came up empty handed. Therefore, she did the only sensible thing. She dragged him into the theater, not seeing the raven haired girl following close behind, giving off a somewhat evil aura.

"Ohohoho! I wonder what movie she picked." Tomoyo glanced at her ticket. It was a horror movie. "Ooh. Clever Stacey. But I don't think he'll let you touch him just because you're afraid."

And she was correct. Stacey faked a scream when the audience screamed and shivered when she saw others shiver. In reality, she didn't even pay attention to the movie. Her mind was on how to get Syaoran to accept her touch. Might as well force it. He's too shy to take the initiative.

During the climax of the story, she clambered onto Syaoran's lap. "I'm scared. Can you hug me? Or hold my hand?"

Syaoran looked at her, trying to find her real motive, but saw her tears. Fake tears, but still tears. And he was soft on 'crybabies' as he told Sakura. So he let her sit in his lap and he lightly hugged her, squeezing her hand every time she screamed. Many times, she slumped a little bit, so her 'things' were grazing the top of his arm, but he just moved his arm down, in order to stay away from it. Oh well. I tried.

Tomoyo, on the other hand, was seated right behind them, video taping them. This is precious.

After the movie was over, Stacey pretended to fall asleep on him, in order to stay on him a little longer. He fell for her trick, and carefully lifted her bridal style out of the theater.

"Hey Stacey. Wake up! Wake up!" Stacey peeked open her eyes to see his expression and shut her eyes immediately, but Syaoran caught it. So he dropped her.

She fell.

The surrounding people laughed.

"Don't pretend to do things like that. If I wanted to carry you around, I would have done that already." Syaoran scolded her.

Picking herself off the ground, she realized how low her clothes were. Syaoran noticed too. But she didn't make a move to pull it up.

"Turn around, Stacey."

She obeyed. Syaoran hooked his index fingers at the top of her shirt and pulled it up. Then he pulled up her skirt. "Keep it like that, or else I'll have to go buy you other clothes."

Stacey nodded, but was ecstatic that he touched her voluntarily. His hands were on my back! And less than an inch from my butt! Wait 'til I tell my friends!

Syaoran spotted Tomoyo in front of a McDonalds, and started over. "Lunch." he told her.

"At McDonalds?" Stacey pouted. "I thought you were rich! Can't we go to an Italian restaurant?"

"What are you talking about? McDonalds is a great place to eat lunch when you want to eat as quickly as you can. You know, "fast" food?"

Stacey forced a laugh at his joke.

"Huh. It wasn't a joke."

*****

The trio was now in Penguin Park, looking at the children play. Syaoran wanted to play on the swings, but decided that it was an activity for only him and Sakura strictly. So now they were sitting under a tree. Well, Syaoran was sitting on a branch and Tomoyo was running around, taping the children. "They're almost as cute as Sakura!" she explained. Stacey was standing stiffly next to the tree, afraid of all things nature. They got her clothes dirty.

"Syaoran, why are we here? The icky children are bothering me!" she whined. The kids playing tag had bumped into her many times, and almost got her skirt dirty.

"Icky children? I think they're rather cute." Syaoran retorted.

"Ah… well… uhh…" she didn't want to oppose him, but she couldn't just change her mind.

"Fine. Let's go to the pool. But if you wear anything too revealing, our day will be over." He was careful not to say 'date.'

"Why? Afraid that other guys might fancy me?" she questioned, making her voice as innocent as she could.

Syaoran just rolled his eyes and hopped out of the trees, heading to the pool, followed by Stacey and Tomoyo.

Avoiding the bother of going home and changing, he just bought the girls and himself swimming clothes. (A/N: I don't want to say 'suits' because I don't think bikinis fall into that category)

Syaoran's shorts were plainly green, while Tomoyo's one piece suit was lavender with purple flowers. Stacey picked out a hot pink bikini, that, at Syaoran's demands, didn't reveal too much.

When they got to the pool, Stacey laid down and started sunbathing in an isolated corner. Syaoran noted this, and a malicious grin formed on his face. He walked to the corner of the pool near Stacey, and canon balled into the pool. He jumped pretty high, because Stacey was completely soaked.

"YOU EFFING B******! YOU GOT ME SOAKED!" Stacey screamed.

"Isn't that the point of going to a pool?" Syaoran questioned. "And did you just call me a mean name?" Syaoran added childishly.

Stacey eyes widened, seeing that it was Syaoran.

"Well, sweetie, I guess you're right." Grudgingly, she sat at the poolside, watching Syaoran swim around. Occasionally, he came and splashed her, but otherwise, he had multiple swimming contests with Tomoyo, and her boyfriend, Eriol, who conveniently was there too.

Before they knew it, the sun was about to set, and their stomachs were growling. Feeling bad for splashing Stacey earlier, he treated the three of them to an Italian restaurant.

"Ah! This must be the best part of today's date!" Stacey said, "Italian food is my favorite! And it's so romantic and classic!"

"Correction. Today was for me to get to know you before I finalize my answer. And I brought you here because if I didn't Sakura would have my head." he corrected, remembering the phone call he had last night.

***FLASHBACK***

"Syaoran! If Tomoyo tells me that you didn't bring her to a restaurant of her choice, I will have your head!" Sakura's voice shrieked through the phone.

"Y-y-yes ma'am!"

***END FLASHBACK***

Stacey shrugged. It was better than nothing, right? "So, what did you learn about me?"

"Well, 1. You hate children, 2. You don't like swimming, 3. You're afraid of horror films, yet you're able to fall asleep during them, and 4. Your choice of clothing is kind of…uhh…" he tried to find a synonym for 'sluttish' "Different from my tastes. Otherwise, you're not too bad." he finished.

"Huh. Stacey, that was a partial compliment! He never gives out compliments, even partial ones!" Tomoyo noted. Well, at least to people like you. She added in her head.

Stacey beamed, and the rest of the dinner went by smoothly. By the end of it, they were all full, even Stacey. Syaoran had force fed her, telling her she was too bony.

Tomoyo got a ride home with her body guards (she was the heiress to the Daidouji family).

"Well, I had a fabulous time today!" Stacey stated brightly.

"Me too." Syaoran forced out between his teeth.

Stacey leaned forward, as if expecting a good night kiss, but Syaoran just raised his eyebrows and turned his cheek, so her lips crashed into his cheek. "Good night, Stacey. See you Monday."

Stacey watched him go wistfully. Maybe I'll kiss him at the dance.

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