A/N: Hey guys! It's been a while, huhn :P I've been so lazy recently... but at the last minute I felt the need to do a Christmas one-shot... so two pieces of cake and three hours later =sweatdrops=... this is what happened :]

EDIT: changed the summary and title of this chapter (just because :D) and made some minor changes.

Disclaimer: Do I really have to?? Fine... I still don't own anything.

Things You Should Never Do Concerning Your Crush

12. get tricked into going to a party that just happens to have a mistletoe.

Merry Christmas?

"Mou, Tomoyo-chan, why do I have to go to Eriol's Christmas party?" Sakura whined as Tomoyo threw several sets of clothes at her to try one.

"Because," Tomoyo said as she tossed Sakura a skirt, "it's going to be really fun!"

Sakura sighed. Why did she even bother to ask again? The answer was the same every time. "Alright… but can't I at least wear whatever I want?"

Tomoyo gave Sakura a strange look. "You can… I'm giving you at least a hundred outfits to choose from, you know."

"That's… not what I meant," Sakura groaned, more to herself than to the other girl. She took a look at herself in the mirror, wearing a strapless top and a short denim skirt. Not bad… except the fact that her temperature-sensitive body was surely going to freeze to death in the cold weather. "I really don't see why I have to go…"

"Well, Sakura-chan, I just thought that maybe you'll have a really great time there!" Tomoyo stated. Seeing that Sakura was still not convinced, she pulled out the secret weapon: "But, if you really don't want to go, I guess you don't have to, I mean, Syaoran-kun's going to be there, and it was him who was bothering me about whether you were going or not…" Tomoyo smirked. She knew that Sakura could never say no to something concerning that certain brunette boy.

Sighing once more, Sakura raised her hands in defeat. "Okay, okay…"

"Really? So you'll go?" Tomoyo squealed with fake surprise. After all, it was the same trick she used for practically everything. "I'm so glad! So now back to finding you some pretty clothes."

Sakura turned to the giant pile clothes again, trying to disguise the fact that she was making more of an attempt to find something cute than before now that Syaoran was mentioned. "Not like he's actually going to notice me or anything…"

Tomoyo grinned to herself. "Oh, we'll see about that…"

Three hours later, Tomoyo and Sakura stood in front of Eriol's house. Tomoyo was dressed in a casual pink dress and matching shoes, while Sakura wore a light blue tank top with a gray skirt and kept warm by a warm white jacket and brown boots.

"This is going to be amazing!" Tomoyo squealed as she rang the doorbell.

Moments later, the door opened, revealing a pale, dark haired boy. "Ah, Tomoyo-san, Sakura-san, come in!" the boy, Eriol, welcomed. He opened the door further and allowed the two in his house. "Here, the party's in the back. Follow me."

"Alright," Tomoyo happily agreed, and the three headed over to where Eriol led them.

"Whoa…" Sakura muttered as they reached their destination. The walls and ceilings sparkled with holiday lights and ornaments, a Christmas tree stood in a corner, adorned with ornaments and other such things, and of course, there was also a mistletoe. The atmosphere was very spirited and cheerful, and Sakura couldn't help but feel excited herself. Before she knew it, she was having a ton of fun, just as Tomoyo had predicted, and time truly seemed to fly past.

Some time later, Sakura decided to get some more drinks. She was just about to reach for a soda bottle, when she realized someone else was doing so too.

"Oh, sorry," both said in unison, withdrawing their hands immediately. That voice… Sakura's heart started to beat rapidly as she looked at the other person to confirm her suspicion. "Syaoran-kun!"

"Sakura!" The brunette exclaimed, equally as surprised. Sakura's cheeks burned red at hearing his voice; little did she know his did too. And in the midst of their embarrassment, both completely forgot about wanting to drink some soda.

A long awkward silenced ensued between the two. Finally, Sakura, not able to take it any longer, attempted to start a conversation. "So… uh… were you really bothering Tomoyo-chan about whether I was coming or not?"

"Um… n-no! Well, uh, I mean, I guess I did want you to come, but… I never asked Tomoyo!"

"Oh, right…" Sakura was obviously disappointed. She had fallen into Tomoyo's trap… again.

Then, all of a sudden, Syaoran blurted out, "You… you look pretty!"

Sakura turned her head to him, completely stunned, her heart beating even faster than before. "R-really?"

Realizing what he had just said, Syaoran stuttered, "N- yes, I mean, uh, your clothes, um, are pretty…"

"Oh, hehe…" Sakura blushed, "Tomoyo chose them for me. Um, you look nice today, too."

Syaoran made himself face the other way, attempting to hide his burning red cheeks. "Thanks…" Just as he was about to free himself from this extremely uncomfortable situation, Sakura whispered something that almost made his heart leap out of his chest.

"Mistletoe…" She turned her gaze to him, eyes wide. "We should… probably just walk aw-"

"NO, SAKURA, YOU CAN'T RUN AWAY FROM THE MISTLETOE!" a voice shrieked, causing all heads to turn to it. Sakura turned around, too, and, obviously, it was Tomoyo.

"Tomoyo-chan?!" Sakura yelled out in disbelief. There was absolute silence for a few seconds, and then suddenly, everything clicked. "WHAT DID YOU DO!!" Sakura screamed, her blood boiling. Oh that Tomoyo… Sakura was going to get back at her somehow, no doubt.

"Hey, don't look at me!" Tomoyo pouted. "It was all Eriol's idea… but anyways, that's not the point! You two," she pointed at Sakura and Syaoran with a malicious and triumphant smile, "have to kiss."

"WHAT?!?" Sakura swore she could've died, right then. Kiss Syaoran!?!? Was this just some horribly bad dream? (Or, in this case, an unbelievably heavenly dream?)

Sakura turned back to Syaoran. "Uhh…"

"We… just have to kiss, r-right?" Syaoran desperately tried to talk smoothly, but it just wasn't working for him. "S-so, let's just… get it over with…"

"Wha-" But before Sakura could finish talking, Syaoran put his arm around her, and kissed her on the lips. It wasn't just a peck on the lips, or a make-out session, either; just a simple, sweet kiss that left Sakura so breathless and shocked that she failed to notice that everyone was watching her.

"Merry Christmas," Syaoran whispered as he pulled her into a light embrace afterwards, thoroughly embarrassed.

It took some time for Sakura to come back to her senses, but when she did, she wrapped her arms gently around him and cuddled closer to him, trying to ignore the feeling that her whole face was a bright shade of red. "Yeah… Merry Christmas."

A/N: =yawn= so tired -_-

heh I know the mistletoe is so overused... but I still can't resist this type of extremely-predictable fluff!! x3

Merry Christmas peoples!!