Sonami placed a gentle kiss on her daughters head as she laid her down to bed. Tomoyo looked up at her sleeply before falling into dream land. A small smile escaped over the young girls face.

Sonami slowly backed out of the room, and sat down upon the sofa in the living room. The same news broadcast was all over the television. It had been playing for nine hours straight. The same scenes met Sonami's eyes. The huge jet taking off, the jet erupting in flames, firemen trying to put out the blaze. And finally the most depressing of all; bodies being pulled out of the plane, and being placed gentley in body bags.

Tears started to form in the young woman's eyes. Scenes flashed through her mind like a broken projector of her past. The scenes were her with another little girl with bright green eyes. Scenes of her and the little girl playing barbies, catching frogs, dressing up for festivals in beautiful kimono's, and finally the girls wedding day.

Sonami had remembered that day clearly. She remembered how beautiful Nadeshicko looked in her beautiful wedding dress. How her green eyes shone with such happiness that would make anyone smile. That had been one of the sadest days of Sonami's life; except for one other incident. Seeing her bestfriend walk down the isle towards her new husband.

Sonami knew she had loved her. She wasn't going to deny her love for the girl, but she knew Nadeshicko only returned it in a sisterly love. After Nadeshicko had gotten married; Sonami was guilt ridden and depressed. It was then that she had fell in love with Tomoyo's father Manxing Daidouji

Her heart clinched in her chest when she thought of Tomoyo's father. How he had chose his work over his family, and had left her when Tomoyo was only three years old.

Tears were freely falling now as a news reporter came onto the television screen.

"Witnesses at scene suggest that nothing seemed to be wrong with plane. Or to suggest this might be a homicide. Officials refuse to comment. The only thing we know for sure is the victims of this crash's names. I'm sorry to say but it was Fugitaka and Nadeshicko Kinomoto. As we all know Fugitaka was a world reknown architect who uncovered one of the major discoveries to date. He unearthed the tome of an ancient civilization that no one has ever heard of before. Acheologist are calling the people the Panaonu. Fugitaka sadly never got to finish his study," the reporter sighed as if giving Fugitaka a moment of silence then continued "And as we all know Nadeshicko was a world famous super model. Who modeled for household names like Versace, Armani, and Chanel," a couple of pictures of Nadeshicko her model prime of 23 flashed over the screen "I'm sad to say both victims left behind a young daughter whos name is not being released at this time. Reporting for channel JA45 I'm Jing Sun."

The screen went blank as Sonami shut it off. Her hand was shaking slightly as she held upon the remote that was still being aimed at the television.

Suddenly there was a loud knocking upon the door. Sonami slightly frowned and wiped her eyes. 'Who on earth would be visiting at these hours!'

"Yes?" Sonami asked slightly opening up the door.

"Are you Sonami Daidouji?" a man asked.

"Y-yes..."

"Well I have a bit of a delivery for you," the man said stepping aside, and pulling foreward a scared looking little girl. She was dressed in a yellow rain coat that stood out from the darkness of the night. Her little hood was pulled up over her face so Sonami couldn't get a good look at her. Suddenly the hood fell, and instantly Sonami knew who she was.

"Sakura?" she breathed out looking at almost hauntingly identical eyes to Nadeshicko's.

Dance With Me

By: Malanie de la Nuit

Chapter 3: Mean Girls

Rating: M for Mature Audiences Only

Her head pounded. Her mouth tasted like throw up, and it felt like she had lost her stomach somewhere along the way. Sakura wearily opened up her eyes, and instantly closed them again from the bright lights. Slowly she sat up; having to hold onto her head because she feared it would fall off any second.

She slowly opened up her eyes and squinted around at her surroundings. She was in a room she knew that for sure. She was laying on a comfortable bed, and feeling the cool autumn wind hit her from an open window. The dancer looked around her surroundings, and saw that everything was nice and kept so she knew she wasn't in any real danger.

Everything in the entire room was green, including, the bed coverings and the walls. It was about this time she could hear a shower going through a closed door across the room.

How did I get here? she questioned looking around the room. The last thing she remembered was Syaoran, and her fighting. She rubbed her temples trying to recall everything, and it was about this time she remembered the drink. Her green eyes shot open, and instantly widened to the size of saucers. OH GOD WHAT HAPPENED! she screamed in her mind.

She instantly felt around her body, and was releaved to feel she still had her clothes on. She saw a mirror across the room, and hobbeled towards it kind of dizzly. She looked at herself in the mirror, and felt disgusted. Her hair was a complete mess, her make up was splotchy, her clothes were wrinkeled, and worst of all her eyes were bloodshot.

"God your not a morning person are you?" came a deep voice from behind her.

Sakura eyes widened as she saw Syaoran's reflexion through the mirror. He was wearing only a towl wrapped around his waste exposing his nicely chiseled abs. Sakura could instantly feel a blush over whelming her face.

Syaoran smirked when he saw the blush creeping onto her face. "Like what you see?"

"N-N-No," Sakura got out turning from the mirror to face him head on. This was an instant mistake. Because it seemed he had got closer as she was turning around. Now it seemed as if he was only a breath away. His body heat radiated off of him, and the water from the shower was still dripping over his nicely toned body. His amber hair was still slightly damp and in a mess. The blush grew even brighter upon her face. Suddenly the ground seemed very interesting as she looked down upon it.

Syaoran looked at the girl before him. She had scared the living hell out of him last night. His heart clinched at the though the coyotes almost had her. He didn't know what he was feeling for the girl, but he knew something about her drew him to her.

Now as she stood before him looking like a complete mess; he still couldn't help but to think she was beautiful. Not even realizing what he was doing he reached a hand out to her face. Sakura's eyes widened when she felt his hand rest upon her cheek. Her green eyes looked up slowly and met his gentle strong amber eyes. Syaoran felt as if he was loseing himself in her green eyes; drowing in their green depths. Not even realizing what was happening again he started to lean foreward wanting to capture her soft pink lips in his own. Sakura leaned foreward as well slowly cocking her head to the side just wanting to feel the warmth of his lips against her own.

Suddenly her mind started to reel. Having stray flashbacks of last night. It was then that she remembered being shot at in the club! And Syaoran and boys were shooting to. Suddenly Sakura pulled back making Syaoran faulter.

"Not again!" he screamed. His body couldn't take this anymore "What now woman!"

"Why were we being shot at in the club!" she demanded.

Syaoran eyes widened, but he instantly regained his compsure. "You remember that?"

"Of course I remember that!" Sakura screamed.

It was about this time the door flew open revealing Meiling and girls running into the room. "Sakura are you ok!" Meiling shouted.

"Of course I'm fine," Sakura bit out. Not sounding like herself at all. "I just want to know why we were being shot at in the club!"

Everyone went deathly silent, even Eriol and the boys as they entered the room. Sakura stood defiant in the middle of the room her chin raised.

Finally Syaoran came foreward looking grave. "We are in a gang. We are the Wolves," Sakura's eyes widened as he said this "You are in our secret hideout. The men that was shooting at us last night is our arch enemies the Coyotes."

Sakura took a couple of steps back not fully comprehending what he was saying. "And I'm the leader..." he finished almost sadly.

Sakura shook her head not wanting to believe any of this. "Are you guys apart of this to!" she shouted at Meiling and the girls.

"Yes we are the bandshees. We are the top girls in the Wovles..." Meiling whispered.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!" Sakura shouted at them.

"Because we didnt' want you to get hurt," Eriol said coming foreward trying to calm everyone down.

"We thought it would be better if you didn't know. We didnt' know we would get attacked at the club!" Rika tried.

Sakura continued to shake her head trying to hold back the tears.

"GOD DAMNIT!" Chiharu suddenly screamed. Everyone looked at her alarmed including Sakura. "WOULD YOU STOP ACTING LIKE A GOD DAMN DRAMA QUEEN!"

Sakura stepped towards her and slapped her across the face making the sound echo off the silent walls. Chiharu kept her face to the side where Sakura had hit her. Silent tears staining her cheeks.

"I trusted you guys," Sakura bit out before walking out of the room, and finding her own way out of the house.

She was halfway down the massive drive way when she heard running footsteps behind her. Sakura glanced over her shoulder only to see Syaoran running after her pulling a green t-shirt over his head as he did. "KINOMOTO WAIT!"

"NO I DON'T HAVE TO!" Sakura screamed back continueing to walk down the drive way.

"You don't even know where you are!" Syaoran yelled at her.

Sakura stopped dead in her tracks and looked around. Instantly she knew he was right. Slowly she turned back around to face him. Tears were still falling from her face.

"Atleast let me drive you back to the campus," Syaoran ventured.

Sakura nodded slowly. Syaoran let out a breath of relief as he grabbed her upper arm to lead her to his car parked infront of the garage. Sakura pulled her arm back as they neared the car. It was a 2005 Ferrari F430, 8 cylinder, jet black, with spinner wheel caps. It gleamed as the sun hit it's smooth exteiror.

Like a gentleman Syaoran opened up her side of the door for her as Sakura took a seat in the muscle car. When Syaoran finally started the engine Sakura looked over at him kind of scared. "Please go slow..."

It almost killed Syaoran to hear his car couldn't go fast, but he nodded the none the less and reved the engine.

(AN: I'll explain later while she is acting like this. Please keep reading!)

Dance With Me

The world seemed to be flowing by in a fast blur of lights, and the distant honking of car horns. After a 15 minute debate on whether to take the back roads or the highway; Syaoran won because he said the backroads were dangerous Coyote territory.

Which explained why now at this moment Sakura was breatheing rather hard, and clutching onto her seat for dear life. She noticed out of the corner of her eyes that Syaoran was trying his best to surpass a grin. He also seemed to be holding back rounds of laughter. Sakura narrowed her green eyes at him; making him chuckle even more.

He continued to glance over at her, every now and then, only to find her hands still clutching the seat she was sitting on. Her knuckles were stark white from gripping so hard; and her green eyes were wide.

"Would you just relax?" Syaoran finally asked not able to help himself.

"RELAX! REEEEEEEEELAX! You try relaxing when your stuck in a car with a gang leader going to down the highway 80 freakin miles per hour; and not ultimately knowing where in the hell your going!" Sakura screamed at him.

"Actaully we are going under the speed limit," Syaoran muttered looking at his speedomitor that said 45. They were going the slowest speed possibly allowed on the highway.

Syaoran had to turn his head away as cars passed them laughing at the hot shot Ferrari going so slow. This didn't seem to phase Sakura, however, because she continued to grip the seat wide eyed.

He wasn't about to admit it, but her words had hurt him just now. She doesn't trust me because I'm a gang leader. She didnt' even give any of us a chance. Meiling really liked her, the girls really liked her, hell even the boys did... and so did I. The last part caught his attention fast. He shook it off and continued to drive. But he still couldn't escape the nagging feeling of guilt for not telling her in the first place.

Sakura looked over at him as he sat deep in thought. She had to surpress a blush as she watched him drive. So serious, and intent on what he was thinking. His arms muscles were tense, and his dark amber eyes narrowed in seriousness. His firm brow was covered with his amber hair that was very unruley. She watched as his chest rose and fell with each breath he took. His tight fitting shirt clearly showing off his firm physique.

Sakura tried to shake the thought of the bathroom scene from this morning out of her head, but she could not. Did he almost kiss me? Again? Sakura narrowed her eyes in thought.

Suddenly a slicing of wind, and glass shattering everywhere interupted her thoughts. The entire windsheild exploded sending glass shards everywhere. Sakura screamed as she covered up her face.

"SHIT!" Syaoran cussed as he swirved the wheel barely missing a couple of oncoming cars. Once they were safely on the side ramp Syaoran turned to Sakura "Are you ok?"

"Y-Yeah," Sakura choked out. "What happened?"

"I dont' know-" Syaoran started to say, but he was cut off as a bullet it him in the arm making Sakura scream seeing the blood run down his arm. "Fuck!" Syaoran said clutching onto his arm; turning around in his seat to see who shot him. It was then he saw three black jaguars heading towards them at alarming speed. Men were popping out of windows with guns in their hands sending gunfire towards their car. "We got to go Sakura."

"Where!" she asked fearfully.

"I don't know but we got to lose them," Syaoran said starting up the engine and reeving it. "Better hold on!" was all he said as he put the Ferrari in reverse, and then drive peeling out onto the highway.

Sakura gasped as she was thrown back into her seat at the speed they were going. She fearfully looked over at the speedomitor to see they had gone from 0 to 60 mph in four seconds. They were going up at each passing second.

Rounds of bullets continued through the air. Sakura screamed when one hit her side mirror. Syaoran swirved this way and that trying to get around the busy traffic. They were now going at the Farrari's top speed of 196 miles per hour.

Another bullet sliced through the air barely missing Syaoran head. Sakura screamed when they were drawing closer to a simi carrying what looked like 1,000 pounds of oil.

"Syaoran..." Sakura said fearfully clutching onto the seat.

"It's ok Sakura!" He said pushing his car faster towards the speeding simi trying to get out of their way. The Jaguars continued on their tail. Syaoran knew they must have put nitrogen in them to make them go faster.

By this time they had caught the cops attention. A heliocoptor proweled overhead. The blinding lights of its search light illumentated the scene. Somewhere in the distance Syaoran could hear the sirens of the police cars. He knew he had to do something fast.

"Take the wheel!" Syaoran yelled already undoing his seat belt.

"WHAT!" Sakura exclaimed fearfully.

"JUST DO IT!" Syaoran shouted over the wind. He reached in the back seat and took ahold of a heavy chain that him and the boys had used earlier that day. Syaoran rolled down the window and skillfully climbed out lugging the chain with him. The wind that hit him was so powerful it almost threw him off but he held fast. He ducked his head low as he climbed atop the car; being careful to hold onto the chain. Tears rolled down his eyes from the wind hitting him. Slowly and carefully Syaoran inched over towards the other side of the car.

He poked his head down into the passenger side window. "Keep her steady Sakura!"

"This is ludicris Syaoran!" Sakura screamed at him trying to keep the wheel steady.

"Now get right up to the Simi," Syaoran said bracing himself as Sakura skillfully eased over towards the Simi. Another rounds of bullets sliced through the air this time hitting Syaoran in the leg making him cry out in pain. Sakura swirved the car by accident making Syaoran almost roll off. "WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!"

"Driving idiot!" Sakura screamed at him now getting right up on the back of the Simi Syaoran inched foreward, and took ahold of the chain that was holding the big oil cyilinder up, and clamped the heavy chain onto it.

"Hit the brakes!" Syaoran said.

Sakura hit the breaks making Syaoran fall back onto the rear of the car. The hook on the chain scraped against the paint as he fell. The clamp on the simi swayed dangerously. "I DIDN'T SAY HIT THEM HARD!"

Sakura swirved the car making Syaoran almost roll off the back and onto the highway. Sakura turned around and gave him an innocent look before stepping on the accelerator keeping up to the simi. The gang leader cussed as he hooked the clamp onto the rear bumper of the car. When this was accomplished Syaoran climbed back up towards the drivers window sliding in. Sakura moved back to the passenger seat still keeping ahold of the wheel.

"Ok Sakura hold on," Syaoran said breaking the car making them do a 360 so the rear of the car was now facing the simi. Sakura screamed as the righted themselves. "HERE GOES NOTHING!" Syaoran said stepping on the accelorator hard. The chain on the Simi pulled dangerously, but finally snapped causing the Simi it's self to go into a jack knife posistion. Thereby causing the huge cylinder of 1,000 pounds of oil to roll onto the highway. The Jaguars breaked so they wouldn't run into it, but it was to late because the oil was already starting to leak out causing them to skid. Syaoran broke away from the Simi; the chain in the back causing sparks as it hit the pavement.

"Oh my god! Syaoran the sparks!" Sakura exclaimed, but it was to late because the sparks had already made contact with the oil sending an rocketing explosion throughout the highway. Sakura was thrown to the side onto Syaoran, and Syaoran was thrown onto the side of the road making contact with the highway devider.

Syaoran weerily looked over his shoulder to see the huge flames erupting from behind them. It seemed the explosion had threw them quite a ways from the scene of the accident. Syaoran then looked over only to see Sakura leaning on his shoulder. A small trickle of blood was running down the side of her face.

"Sakura?" Syaoran asked weerily shaking her.

"Hm?" Sakura mumbled looking up only to see she was leaning against Syaoran's shoulder. She quickly pulled running a hand through her hair. It was then that she felt the blood on the side of her face. "Get me home now," she said unemotionally.

The gang leader nodded as he carefully pulled his beat up car back onto the road, and towards the school.

Once they reached the school Sakura angerly opened up the door, and stalked up towards the doors without saying a word.

"I'M SORRY!" Syaoran yelled after her, but he knew it was no use because she was already inside the building. "I'm sorry..." he whispered sinking onto the floor by his car, and holding his head in his hands.

Dance With Me

"Sakura?" Meiling squeaked opening up the door to her dorm room.

The room was deathly silent, and completely casted in darkness. Meiling sighed and entered the room. She slowly turned on the light finally illumentateing the room. She sighed tiredly and went to her side of the room, and took off her shoes.

Meiling rolled over, and slowly closed her eyes welcoming the sleep. It had been such a long and tireing day. When Syaoran had got back, and told them what happened; they knew it was going to be near impossible to gain her trust again.

"Oh Sakura," she said sighing into the room. It was then that she noticed Sakura's closet door was opened. Always haveing an absurd habit of sleeping with all doors closed Meiling got up to shut it. She was just about ready to close the door when something caught her eye. Meiling opened the door further and what she saw caught her breath.

There was a gym bag laying on the floor, and in stuck out a ballet slipper. Meilng bent down and gentley took the little slipper out and held it in the palm of her hand. She scrutionized it for a few seconds before setting it back in the gym bag, and going back to her side of the room.

She no sooner had sat down when Sakura entered the room looking rather flustered. She was sweating from head to toe, and was carrying another gym bag over her shoulder. When Sakura saw her she instantly stoped in her tracks. She had the look of what a scared doe might have if a car was about to hit her.

"Hello Sakura," Meiling said not really looking at her. She had picked up a magazine and started to flip through it.

"Hello Meiling," Sakura said back finally walking to her side of the room and starting to reload. She had no sooner sat down her bag when she heard Meiling say:

"Hypocrit."

"What did you say?" Sakura asked turning around to face Meiling head on.

Meiling continued to leaf through the magazine. "You heard me... hypocrit."

"How am I the hypocrit!" Sakura asked now starting to get mad.

"You wanna know why your the hyprocrit Sakura?" Meiling said through clenched teeth. Suddenly she threw down the magazine causing Sakura to jump. "Because your a fucking ballerina and you did not tell any of us!"

"Well I had good reason not to tell you guys-"

"Oh really! Like we didn't have good reason not to tell you!" Meiling shot back now standing and paceing up and down the room.

"I didn't think you guys would like me if I told you-" Sakura whispered knowing she was going to lose this argument.

"Of course we would Sakura. We knew you were different from us from the beginning. We knew we had to break you, and make you become less stiff. We knew this Sakura! That is why we continued to hang out with you! We do not just dump friends... because in the world we grew up in... friends is all you got," and with that said Meiling stormed out of the room.

The next following days were very cold. Meiling got up early to shower and dress, and was usually out of the room before Sakura could even open up her eyes. Sakura continued on the dance team, and tried her best to get along with the girls, but nothing seemed to help.

More gang violence between the wolves, and the coyotes was a frequent topic on most channels. It seemed Sakura could not go anywhere without hearing something about the horrific nature of both gangs. All she could see in the back of her head was Syaoran crouched in the parking lot by his car saying sorry.

She knew he thought she probably did not witness that, but she did. She had been very tempted to turn around, and run back to him and say: 'Everything will be ok'. But she did not. She had kept her ground, and walked up to her dorm room.

And now when the televisions told of their horrific nature. Sakura could not bring herself to think bad of the wolves. She knew they were dangerous, but there was something about how he crouched in the parking lot. He looked so lost, and so lonely just then. Like a stranded wolf cub with no family to call its own.

And because of this Sakura could not bring herself to hate the wolves. And espeacially not able to hate the lost cub whos identy was shrouded in an illusion of a strong warriror.

Dance With Me

"One, and two, and three, and four! No slouching Ms. Anniston!" came Mrs. Lafette's shrilled voice over the classical music.

Valerie rolled her eyes, and straighted up her shoulders. Sakura couldn't help but smirk as she continued with her pirouettes.

"Very good Ms. Kinomoto," Mrs. Lafette said passing by Sakura giving her a reassuring look.

Sakura smiled at her appreciately before going back to her streches. Valerie saw this and scoffed.

"Ok girls lets try out leaps!" Mrs. Lafette said clapping her hands; making all the girls form into a perfectly straight line.

Sakura got to the first posistion in line, but was soon pushed aside by Valerie and another girl. "This is my spot. I'm number one," was all Valerie said.

Sakura did not wish to fight at the moment so she let it go. Instead, she turned and awaited her instruction from Mrs. Lafette. The past couple of weeks had been very hard for her. The rumors that Mrs. Lafette was very strict turned out to be true.

It seemed as if she was always in ballet anymore, and barely had enough time for her studies. Also, on top of that, she also had dance team practice; and of course there was the happy little matter of her room mate.

"Now I want you to a grand jete en tourment," a grown was issued from the girls "Now, now girls, it shall not be so bad. Ms. Anniston why don't you start us off hm?"

Valerie smiled at Ms. Lafette before going into posistion. Suddenly she jumped up into the air and started to turn. While in the air she changed her legs and landed on her other foot before jumping into another jump. Landing with both of her feet together.

There was a round of applause for her. Valerie beamed at them all before going back to her spot. Valerie looked over at Sakura, and lifted her chin in the air. Sakura almost had to move away in disgust from all the haughtyness radiating off of her.

"Not bad..." Ms. Lafette said making Valerie's head swell even bigger if possible "But could be better!" she said instantly making her head pop.

"Now Ms. Lumier show us how the French do it," Mrs. Lafette said smiling at the girl standing beside Valerie.

Juliette Lumier curtsied politely before taking her place, and performing the same jump. She went obediatently back to her spot. Another issue of rounds of applause welcomed her.

She's good... thought Sakura but I'm better!

"Tres bon Ms. Lumier," Mrs. Lafette said in French to the youg girl "mais vous le besoin d'améliorer vos sauts," Mrs. Lafette finished in french saying: but you jumps could be better.

"Ok Ms. Kinomoto... show us how it's really done," Mrs. Lafette said smiling at her.

Sakura smiled at her before getting into posistion. She stood their for a minute just taking it all in. It was as if she could actually feel the music running through her veins. Almost as if she could feel the pull of the violen strings, and with that she jumped into the air.

When she had landed everyone stood dumbly just stareing at her. Atfrist, Sakura feared she had did it wrong, but the silence was broke by Mrs. Lafette with her round of applause.

"Very good Ms. Kinomoto! And that! Everyone is how you do a grand jete en tourment!" she said beaming.

Sakura smiled at her and turned her head to look at Valerie. Valerie was giving her a look of upmost hatred.

Dance With Me

"Oh great job Ms. Kinomoto!" came Valerie's shrill voice over everyone's. All the girls laughed at her perfect imatation of Mrs. Lafette. "You are so great at everything my little ballerina! If only I were a guy so I could marry you!" all the girls shrieked in laughter.

Sakura kept her head low as she continued to gather all her things from her locker. She looked up into the mirror in her locker and was was disgusted to see a fragile girl who looked like she was about to cry. You are so weak she spat at herself before slamming her locker shut.

"Oh please don't run away Sakura! We only wish to be friends with you! Maybe then we'll become as good as you!" Valerie yelled after her in a sarcastic voice.

Sakura shook her head and took off down the hallway. She kept her head low as she continued to run. Suddenly she stopped when she came to a window leading into the wrestleing room. The reason she had stopped was because there in the center of the room was Syaoran, shirtless, and sweating from head to toe.

Her breath hitched in her throat as she stared at him. This had been the first time for a long time she had seen him. She quickly ducked down and watched him.

He looked to be practicing with a sword. His motions were so fluid, and he looked to be concentrateing very hard. His hair was damp from sweat as it fell onto his face.

She was so caught up in watching him she didn't even notice when Valerie and the girls came up behind her. "Taking to spying now dear Sakura?" Valerie said in a snide voice, but she instantly trailed off as she started to watch Syaoran. "Who is that babe?"

"I believe zat is zeh futball captain," Juliette said in her heavy french accent.

"Soccer you moron," Valerie said sneering at her. Juliette instantly hung her head low. "I always get what I want. And I want is him."

All the girls fell deahtly silent. Sakura stared up at her shocked. For some reason her blood started to run faster, and her hand clenched up into a fist.

"Oh and Sakura I just wanted to apologize for my beastly behavior back there. And to make it up to you I would like to invite you to a party," Valerie said looking down at Sakura.

Sakura stood up feebly and stared at her. "Really?"

"Oh yes. I know I've been just so creul to you as of late, and I want to make it up to you. C'mon, it will be fun!" Valerie said smiling.

"Ok I guess...-"

"GREAT!" Valerie said cutting her off. "Here is the room number it'll be taking place in," she said taking out a piece of paper and handing it to her "Now don't be late!" she said winking and walking off.

Sakura stared down at the piece of paper. Maybe she's not so bad after all...

Dance With Me

The loud thumping music issued everywhere making the walls vibrate. Lots' of teenagers were already there passing around beers. Joints of different kinds were also being passed around.

In the midst Valerie laughed as she stepped away from the drunk guy she was grinding with. "Is she here yet?" she asked Juliette who seemed to be her faithful drone.

"Not yet," Juliette answered her.

"Is everything ready?"

"Yes I'ave been preparing for 'er," she answered.

"Excellent! Oh look here she comes! SAKURA OVER HERE!" Valerie said waving to her over the crowd of people.

Sakura waved back, and made her way towards them. Lots of males eyed her as she passed. She was wearing a white long sleeved fleece sweater with dark denium jeans. Her long golden curls were pulled back into a pony tail. She looked so simple, but beautiful.

"I'm glad you made it Sakura!" Valerie said smiling excitedly "I mean it is ok if I call you Sakura now right? Since we are on friend bases now right?"

"Um.. yeah I guess-"

"GREAT! Hey Sakura could you go get us some more ice? The punch bowl is turning quite warm," Valerie said putting on an innocent smile.

"Ok sure!" Sakura said smiling heading out of the party. She walked down the school halls till she reached where the kitchens were. She pushed open the door, and walked to freezer. She was surprised to find the door was mysteriously unlocked. That's odd... Sakura thought before going into it.

Valerie and Juliette snunk into the kitchens after Sakura making sure to be quiet.

"I do not zink zis ees a good idea," Juliette whispered to Valerie.

"Of course it is! Do you want to give up your chance to go to Julliard because of a little wench like her!" Valerie said stonely glaring at Juliette through the moonlight.

"No I suppose not," Juliette answered quietly.

"Ok..." Valeire said barely able to hold back her giggles "One... Two... Three!" with that both girls pushed the door shut, and locked it. "We'll come back for her soon, but this should teach her a lesson," with that the two girls ran off giggling.

Sakura was instantly met with cold as she walked into the freezer. She was vaguely aware that door was still opened behind her. "Ok where is the ice?" she asked herself peering around the freezer. Finally her eyes landed on it, and with that she picked up the ice and hauled it to the door. It was then that she heard it click.

Her eyes shot open fright; as she dropped the ice she was holding and ran to the door. Her heart plummeted when she realized the door had shut, and locked itself. Tears of fright weld up inside of her as she forcebly pounded on the door with all her might. She looked out the small window only to see Valerie and Juliette running away. More tears fell down her face when she realized it had been them to play this trick on her.

"SOMEBODY! HELP ME!" Sakura screamed, but she instantly choked as all the coldness met her throat. "Please somebody... help..." she tried to say, but she knew it was useless. She slowly slid to the floor and wrapped her arms around herself. She was intantly regretting picking such a thin sweater.

I am so stupid she thought to herself how could I have ever trusted her? It was then that the 5 minute timer light went out completely casting her in darkness. Sakura's heart hammered against her chest. Her breath came out in cold clouds as she stared into the darkness.

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Syaoran entered the party boredly with Eriol and the guys. Meiling and the girls brought up the rear laughing at something Chiharu was saying.

He stared around the party, and almost had to smirk at how childish it was. He had been to some pretty mean parties. He signaled for everyone to go in.

Meiling and the girls instantly went to the dance floor. Everyone parted for them to be let through. A huge circle soon gathered around them watching them dance in awe. Espeacially the men whos mouths watered watching them grind up agaisnt eachother.

Eriol was soon asked to dance by a pretty burnette girl. And the rest of the boys had enough of the men oogling their woman so they went up to claim them as their own.

Takashi made a big scene of punching a guy that was trying to grab Chiharu's ass. Chiharu then in turned slapped Takishi for embrassing her infront of everyone.

Rikki simply picked Rikka up and carried her out of the room entirely throwing her onto a couch in the next room, and starting to ravish her.

Nick grabbed Naoko by the hand, and led her up the stairs.

Syaoran smirked at all the guys that were forming around Meiling. Many were casting him nervous glances, but when they saw he could careless they all went back to try to seduce the dark haired beauty.

But his vision was soon obsecured when a short little blonde stood infront of his.

"Yes?" Syaoran asked trying not to grin. His eyes casted over her perfect body.

"Are you Li Syaoran?" she asked stepping closer to him.

"Maybe I am, but maybe I'm not. Whos asking?"

"My name is Valerie Anniston, and I've heard a lot about you," she said in a seductive voice straddling him on the chair he was sitting in.

"Oh really?" Syaoran said raising his eyebrows.

She nodded leaning down and capture his lips in an antagonizeing kiss. "Care to show me around upstairs?"

"Sure," Syaoran said taking her hand and leading her upstairs.

Meiling saw this from across the dance floor, and shook her head sadly. Oh Syaoran don't start this again...

Vallerie giggeled as Syaoran pushed her up against the wall in the bedroom, and started to smother her neck in kisses. "Start out fast don't you?" she asked playfully going to undue his belt.

"Can't help myself," was all he said before he threw her onto the bed.

Some fifteen minutes later

Syaoran emerged from the room fixing his shirt, and redoing his belt. A grin was still on his face. She had been good, but not quite as good as the others he's had.

Him and the boys used to play games to see who they could get in bed first at parties. But it seemed ever since Takashi, Rikki, and Nick had fell for Rika, Naoko, and Chiharu it seemed Eriol and him only played the game anymore. He smiled broadly when he saw Eriol leading up the cute burnette into a room at the end of the hall.

As they passed eachother Eriol forked over an one hundred dollar bill, and skillfully slid it in his hand without the burnette noticeing. She continued to giggle, and seemed to be hanging off every word that left his lips through his sexy English accent.

Syaoran had to smirk, and almost wished for a split second he had an accent. When he reached the landing he came to the conclusion that the party was just to boreing for him. He signaled to Meiling that he was going to go. Meiling nodded at him before she continued to dance some more.

He walked down the loan hallways of the school, and almost shuddered at how weird it was for everything to be completely dark. He was just about ready to pass by the kitchens when he decided he had a craving for a midnight snack.

He walked into the kitchens and was surprised to feel it was strangely cold. He looked toward the freezers in confusion before walking to it.

He unlatched it and carefully opened up. He was surprised when a body fell at his feet scareing the living hell out of him, but when he saw who it was his heart instantly leapt to this throat.

"Sakura!" he yelled fearfully shaking her. "Oh God Sakura please wake up!" he said shaking her. Her felt her body and it was as cold as ice.

Suddenly her green eyes snapped open. He sighed in relief. Tears fell from her face as she clutched onto him. "Where are they!"

"Sakura! Snap out of it! Who are you talking about?"

Her green eyes flew around the room scaredly. "N-Nobody," she said tears now freely falling from her face. She shakily stood up and ran for the door. Syaoran called after her to wait, but Sakura wouldn't listen and continued to run from the halls, and into the outside.

It was hard for her to run, and she stumbled quite a bit. Her body was adjusting to the warm blood now being able to flow. She knew she probably needed medical help, but at the moment she could careless. All she wanted was to get away from the world, and just be by herself.

She was vaguely aware that she had ran into the ballet room. Sweat was now pouring from her as she started to shake uncontrolably.

Suddenly it was if all of her senses were returned to her. She turned on the classical music and slowly started to dance in a liquid motion. Just feeling nothing but the music sweep over her. Her mind was swept away far from the room she danced in. She was back in Tomeada dancing with Tomoyo in their small ballet room.

She was far away from the life she was forced into now. She was a little girl again just being happy to dance with her bestfriend in the entire world. A small smile played on her lips. She could almost see Tomoyo in her mind. Her long dark hair cascadeing down her shoulders, and her beautiful amethyst eyes twinkling in delight as she watched Sakura dance.

Syaoran stopped dead in his tracks as he entered the ballet room. His heart instantly stopped as he watched her dance. Her body was so fluid, and all of her movements looked so graceful. It was unlike anything Syaoran had ever seen before. A new feeling washed over him that he never felt before.

Suddenly, her body faultered causing her to fall to the ground. Syaoran instantly ran to her wrapping his warm arms around her. "You should go see a doctor," he murmered to her.

Sakura looked up at him tiredly "I'm sorry," she said totally catching him off guard.

"W-w-what did you say?"

"I'm sorry I yelled at you guys. I was just shocked you kept that you were in a gang from me. I thought you guys didn't like me enough to trust me," tears were now welling up in her beautiful green eyes.

"No no Sakura we didn't want you to be forced into our lifestyle. It's dangerous, and we knew you were better then that," Syaoran answered her.

Suddenly a smile swept over her face catching him off guard when his heart skipped a beat. "You called me Sakura."

"So I did," he said getting all defensive letting her go so she was now laying on the ground.

Sakura looked up at him kind of hurt. Suddenly she said in very soft voice that Syaoran could almost barely hear. "Can I call you Syaoran?"

Syaoran gulped as he stared down at her, but slowly he found himself shaking his head.

Sakura smiled at him thankfully. "Truce?" she whispered holding up her pinkie finger like a small child would. A playful smile was etched across her features.

"Truce," Syaoran agreed linking his finger in hers.

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Days after that seemed to roll along a lot better. Sakura was now talking to Meiling again, along with the rest of the gang, and all seemed well. Except, of course, for the small problem being Sakura just could not dance.

"Sakura it's a right turn not left!" Ms. Honda yelled across the gymnaisum as she watched Sakura stumble trying to keep up with the other girls. "Sakura! NO NO NO NO STOP!" she yelled shutting off the boombox. Ms. Honda sighed and rubbed her temples before making her way across the gym floor. Sakura stood stock still and looked down upon the floor.

She knew it was her fault the team was running behind. She tried everything to dance like them, but it just did not seem to be happening. Regionals would be here before she even knew it, and she still could not get the double turn right. She had been watched how Meiling and the girls danced at clubs and tried to immitate them, but it just did not seem to work.

The movements they were doing were on a different universe then ballet all together. She was so used to standing up straight, keeping shoulders back, movments stiff and graceful. Unlike the quick bobbing, and lots' of hip actions of the type of dancing the dance team did.

Still she stayed on track and did her best to keep up with the girls, but it seemed as if she was never good enough... like right now for instance.

"Ms. Kinomoto their is a reason you got this scholarship correct?" Ms. Honda asked her coming face to face with her.

"Hai Honda Sensi," Sakura answered politely.

"Then dance like I know you can really dance Sakura!" Ms. Honda said before walking away and restarting the boombox. "Now let's start the partner dance shall we!"

Sakura's partner, a 6'3 rather burley guy, that Sakura knew only did this to touch her butt which she knew was his favorite extra curricular activity. Walked across the gym floor in his gym outfit which was really saggy shorts, and a muscle shirt. He smirked when he saw her, and prompty put his hand on her waist like he was supposed to do.

Sakura frowned and did not like the way he was touching her or looking at her for that matter. She glanced up when the gym door opened only to see Syaoran and the boys walk in from soccer practice. They were all planning to go out to eat after dance practice.

Syaoran gave her a little wave which Sakura returned smiling. Her heart fluttered as she watched him sit down upon the benches in the gym.

Suddenly the music started to boom again making Sakura yelp when her partner picked her up really fast and tossed her into the air. Sakura screamed as she landed at the wrong angle making her partner fall to the ground. She landed hard on his leg making him scream in pain. The music was instantly cut off, and everyone rushed over to see if Sakura was ok.

She nodded saying she was fine, but her eyes widened when her partner glared full force at her.

"WHAT IN THE HELL WERE YOU DOING!"

"I'm sorry you caught me off guard-" she tried to explain, but she was cut short.

"IF YOU WEREN'T SO BUSY FLIRTING WITH YOUR DAMN BOYFRIEND THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPEND!" he screamed at her clutching his broken leg.

Sakura blushed red. "He's not my boyfriend-" she choked out, but again she was interupted.

"Just get out of here! You cannot dance anyway!"

Tears rolled down her eyes as she ran from the gym, and out into the cool October air. She leaned up against the building and sighed choking in her sobs. Her breath came out in cold clouds, and her shoulders shaked from her tears and the cold. Suddenly a hand rested upon her shoulder making her flinch, and look up scaredly.

She relaxed when she was it was Syaoran.

"You shouldn't let his words get to you," he whispered his breath coming out in cool clouds.

"I know but I know what he says is the truth," Sakura said her limp trembleing.

"Sakura I've seen you dance... I know you have it in you... you just need to believe in yourself."

"That's just the thing... I've never been able to believe in myself," Sakura said sighing and fully turning towards him now.

Syaoran watched the girl before him. He knew she looked weak, but he knew deep down inside of her was a strong girl that wanted to make herself known. Why he was being so nice to her all the time he did not know. Why he even agreed to hang out with her he did not know. He knew he was putting her in a difficult situation. It scared him to think she might one day get hurt in the coyotes vrs. the wolves gunfire. For some odd reason it hurt him horribly even to think that anything might happen to her. It almost scared him when he thought of what he was feeling for her only after a short amount of time.

"If you want... I can teach you how to dance," Syaoran heard himself saying before he could stop himself.

Jade green eyes lit up, and next thing he knew he was being hugged. "Oh Syaoran-kun you won't regret this! I'll be the best student ever!" she said beaming up at him.

One look at her face, and Syaoran knew he could not reject her. He watched silently as she bounded back into the gym. What am I getting myself into? he asked himself before he walked back into the gym floor.

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The moon shone over head as the party pulsed throughout the night. A lone girl burst through a door laughing with her friends. A bottle of vodka was in their hands as they staggered down the stairs giggling.

"Wasn't dis party gweat!" she asked giggling as she staggered down the road to her car.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah It was... cool," one of her friends answered laughing her head off.

The designated driver looked disapproving at the girls car keys. "Want me to drive you home Serina? We can come back for your car tomorrow."

"NOOOOOOO I'll be fine Katrina," Serina said giggling and waving her friends off.

"Ok," Katrina said sighing before helping her friends into the car, and getting into the drivers seat. "Are you sure? As your friend I really can't leave your here..."

"It's ok I'll drive her home," came a cool male voice.

All the girls looked up as a handsome young man stepped foreward. The moon gleamed off of his spiked platnum blonde hair.

"Yeah see he'll drive me home," Serina whispered barely able to take her eyes off of him. He had been a guy she had been staring at all night. He had caught her eye the moment he stepped into the party.

Katrina looked at him. He did not seem to be drunk, but there was something about him she didn't like.

"Just go babe she'll be fine," he answered slinging his arm around Serina's shoulders.

Katrina nodded before starting up the car, and pulling out the driveway. He waited till her lights were only a distant speck before he quickly scooped Serina up in his arms making her giggle.

"Dis is fun!" she squealed.

He didn't say anything as he put her in the passenger side door. She was still talking as he slammed the door before going to his side. Pretty soon the sleek black car jetted down the highway. Serina was slowly starting to get a little more sober, and it was about this time she noticed they were going the wrong way.

"Wait dis isn't where I live! It's the other way," she said turning around and pointing at the opposite direction.

The young man didnt' say anything, and just continued to drive.

"Hey are you listening to me! I said it is the other way-" she was cut off when he held a gun up to her throat. Her heart pounded in her chest. Naseua quickly overcame her as she stared down at the gun.

"Don't scream or do anything or I'll kill you," he said in a deadly tone before pulling into an abonded warehouse.

The alchol still made her vision blurry so she could not see very well where she was. The next thing she knew she was being pulled out of the seat, and into the factory. She grimanced hearing the heavy machinary, and the lights were started to hurt her eyes.

Suddenly she was thrown the floor, and looked up frightened only to see a man around his mid forties. His long black hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and his light blue eyes gleamed with malice. He seemed to be surveying her. Serina did not like the way he was looking at her, and she espeacially did not like the scar that was shaped like a claw mark going horizontally down his left eye.

"Good speciman... now take her away," before she knew what was happening she was be hauled to her feet and being led into a room down the hall.

"WAIT WHAT IS GOING ON!-" she was cut off when someone slammed a shot into her arm making her cry out in pain. She stared tiredly as drosiness slowly overcame her as she watched the liquid being shot into her system. Finally she fell limp, and the men continued to carry her into a lone room.

"How many is that?" the claw faced man asked.

"40 girls Coyote Sir," the spiked haired young man answered bowing before him.

He smirked only ten more to go.

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Loud music thumped in the background as they all sat at a table laughing over one of Takashi's lame stories. Chiharu looked like she was about to clobber him, but she refrained from when she to burst out into giggles.

"Seriously thought I have something I want to discuss," Meiling said suddenly making the fun atmosphere turn suddenly serious. Everyone stared at her as she continued. "I vote to make Sakura perminately apart of our gang."

Everyone remained silent, espeacially Sakura as she gulped unsure of herself. She wrung her hands and bit her lip. Suddenly Rika spoke up surprising them all. "I second that."

"I third it," Chiharu said smiling at Sakura's direction. She had long ago forgiven her for slapping her.

"Fourth it," Naoko said giggling.

"I'm the one that decides it," came Syaorans cool voice. Everyone instantly quieted. "Sakura do you really know what your getting yourself into?"

Sakura looked down at her hands, but she nodded none the less. She was tired of living such a goody goody life. She wanted to feel more important. She wanted to experience life, and not just watch from the sidelines.

"Well then... you girls inform her of what she has to do, and then when she makes her decision have her come to me," Syaoran stated like Sakura was not even present.

Sakura looked up at him hurt, but she did not say anything.

"While we are on the subject," Eriol said leaning foreward onto the table. "I also have some news... I plan to move back to England."

Everyone went deathly silent for a third time before finally Ricky boomed "WHAT!"

"You can't!" Nick said unable to believe his ears.

"Why!" Takashi said turning serious unlike his normal self.

"I believe it is what I have to do in this situation. For some reason a force is telling me to go back to England, and with that I must comply... It is long over due anyway," he answered pulling out the plane ticket from his pocket.

Sakura stared in disbelief. Even though she had known him for very long; he had quickly become one of her most cherished and beloved friends. She was going to deeply miss him.

Syaoran stared at Eriol with an unreadable expression before he broke into a grin. "Well promise to come back and see us. I guess that means I need to appoint a new second in command."

Eriol smiled gratefully at him. Besides my little cousin there is someone that needs you more then me.

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Authors Note:

Ok ok ok ok ok ok I know it's been a loooooong time. Almost three months, but I seriously have a good excuse. I would share it with you guys, but you must understand that it is a family matter that is very private, and it would be unwelcome and dishonorable to share it.

First off I want to start off by saying I'm not too happy about this chaper. I want to apologize now it it royally sucked LOL. This chapter was basically a stepping stone into the next chapter that will have a lot more action in it.

I really do not know what to say... hmmm... lemme scan it and see if i need to mention anything of importance. Oh yes! I'm sorry if Sakura acted like a huge baby in this chapter, but it was nesacary. I'm really sad of what I did to the poor ferarri in the beginning but... sniffles it had to be done. Oh and about Syaoran being a huge playboy and everything that seriously does have a purpose in later chapters.

That is all I can think of at the time being. Any questions go ahead and ask in e-mail: or you can IM me at GrtPryaneseGrl

Luv' u all! Thank you for reveiewing! WOW 40 REIVEWS! is extatic

P.S. Sorry if the editting is really bad this time around. -- Lets just say my editor is not doing her job.

INTELL NEXT TIME CHAPS!

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