Episode 22-They Raided Ikea
Sakura’s Point of View
So, I thought as I turned over in my bed. Eriol was possessed by Yuhi, a hot demon thing that’s in love with me…huh. Now I'm freaked out. I turned once again, resting my arm on my forehead. So, does that mean it’s all my fault that this happened…?
Nope.
I gasped and looked around the room. There was no one there…
“Knock, knock.”
“EEEEEEKK!!!” I screamed, and threw my pillow at the doorway.
A hand covered my mouth and cut off my screams.
“Shh.”
I looked up and sighed. It was only Syaoran.
He laughed at me. “You’re so dumb,” he told me. “Do you really think anyone would come in here to attack you?”
I frowned and bit his hand. “Ouchie!” He said that, but he was still laughing as he cradled his hand.
I stuck my tongue out at him. “What a time to sneak into my room, when my brother’s sleeping downstairs.”
He grinned. “He’ll be too busy with Yukito to bother with you.”
I smiled back at him. He sat down on the bed. “…Are you scared about what’s going to happen tomorrow?” I asked him.
“A little, I guess. But I’m more excited; this is what being a Guardian’s really about, y’know? This is the first time it’s actually felt like we’re important to Tomoeda. Like, if we don’t beat these guys, then our District will blow up and we’ll be disgraced failures forever.”
“Oh…uh, I see,” I giggled. “Well, I’m really scared. I mean, what if one of us dies out there? That’d be horrible! And it’d be weird if we had to get a replacement!”
He put his hands on my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, Sakura. And for your sake, I’ll make sure I don’t die either. And the others? They’re too stupid to die!” He laughed again. “But I can’t wait to beat that Yuhi retard so hard! He’ll be groveling on the floor, begging me for mercy! That’ll teach him to mess with my girlfriend!!”
I wrapped my arms around him warmly. “Thank you.”
I felt the heat in his face. “Y-you should be getting some rest. Bye!” He tried to get up but I pulled him back down.
“Stay with me.”
For the rest of the night, we just lay there comfortably, feeling each other’s warmth.
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“Rise and shine, troops!! It’s butt-kickin’ day!!!” Eriol burst into my room. I threw my pillow at him, and he threw it back. “You can dampen my spirits! I’m scared outta my wits, but I’m creepily excited!!”
“Quite creepy, I’d say,” I muttered.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that and open your blinds! Get moving!” He tore open the curtains and bright sunlight poured into the room, blinding me.
“Gah!”
“Alright, alright, we’re getting up.” Syaoran swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up.
“You are,” I murmured.
“Get up,” he said, dragging me out of bed. I sighed and stood up.
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“Okay,” Tomoyo and Meiling came into my room after I’d cleaned up. They were wearing matching outfits in black, obviously created by Tomoyo. “It’s time for you to be dressed for the occasion!”
“Isn’t everyone awfully happy? Shouldn’t we all be, like, totally grim and everything going into battle?” I asked.
“Aww, we wanna break that stereo type. I mean, aren’t you excited? It’s the first time you’ll be able to truly test your powers!” Meiling squealed.
I smiled. “Y’know…I guess I am excited. Kinda.”
“Great, now go put this on.” Tomoyo started taking my clothes off.
“Uhm, Tommy, you don’t have to do that…”
“I think she does that when she’s nervous,” Meiling said. “She did the same thing to me.”
Before I knew it, I was wearing Tomoyo’s outfit.
There were knee-high boots with flat bottoms and a bunch of belt buckles that were really cute for shoes, and finger-less gloves with a belt buckle at the wrist. The mini-shorts actually had a belt buckle where it was supposed to be. The top was a skin-tight tank top that didn’t cover my stomach, and also a mini-jacket over top that had two belt buckles that weren’t attached that would due up the jacket. Then, there was a hat that was a mix of a beanie and a cap with a belt buckle running across the top, right above the bill, all in black.
“Hmm…I’m guessing the theme is belts,” I said. “Just guessing.”
“Don’t make jokes, Sakura!” Tomoyo whined. “Do you know how hard it was for me not to include any frills?!”
“So your answer was belt buckles?” Meiling asked, coughing to hide a giggle.
I sighed. “At least it’s better than a frilly pink dress…”
Meiling straightened up. “True.”
Tomoyo muttered something about attaching frills to our whole wardrobes while slept as the boys walked in.
They were wearing what looked like black skinny-jeans with chains hanging from the belt loops, skater shoes and regular fitting t-shirts underneath jackets, and the same hats and gloves as us, all in black with belts galore.
“I hope you know, I’m not the guy who regularly wears skinny-jeans,” Syaoran stated.
“You think I am?” Eriol muttered.
Kazushi sighed. “My father forces me to wear tight pants…” Eriol and Syaoran grinned at each other.
I rolled my eyes and asked Tomoyo, “So, did you make anything for Toya and Yukito?”
She beamed. “Of course!”
Right on cue, they walked in. Toya was a little red in the face as he tugged at his shirt, which didn’t cover his whole stomach. “Don’t you make clothes, Tommy? Shouldn’t you know the difference between girl’s and boy’s clothes?”
“Or if they’re supposed to go in the dryer or not?” Yukito added.
They were wearing baggy pants and converses, with baggy-ish hoodies, also all in black.
“Uhm…was your aim wannabe gangster?” I asked Tomoyo.
“Gangstarr,” Meiling corrected me as she burst out laughing.
“It looks good!” Tomoyo protested. “They’re older and taller and different so I wanted to give them a different look!”
“Y’know…I think it looks pretty cool,” Eriol said.
…
“Ah, anyways, maybe we should get going now,” I suggested, gesturing to the doorway. “You know, the big battle thing, that’ll save us, and all?”
“Oh yeah,” Kazushi said, and Meiling hit the back of his head.
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We arrived at the top of the cliff sooner than I expected we would. Nothing had changed, and it was still as beautiful as ever.
“How could someone build an evil secret base here?” I asked, sticking my tongue out. “It ruins the whole beauty of it.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Eriol waved his hand as if shooing its beauty away. “Now how do we get in?”
Suddenly, a maniacal laughter sounded, and the flower petals blew all around us. When I looked up again, Yuhi stood before us.
“I can help you with that.”
Syaoran’s Point of View
I marched up in front of Sakura and held my hands out. “Go away, dirtbag.”
He pursed his lips. “How rude. I was only trying to help you.”
“Whatever, retard. Just show us where we have to go and scram,” I spat.
Toya chuckled behind me. “Aww, the little pussy-cat’s afraid the sexy tiger’s gonna take his prey. Wuss.”
I looked at him. “Wha--?! Jus-just shut up for a minute, man, you make no sense!”
He stuck his tongue out and glared at me. “It means this guy, who’s way better looking than you, can steal my sister’s heart. And frankly, if it isn’t you, I don’t care who she dates.”
Tomoyo suddenly burst out laughing. “Don’t care, yeah, okay! You’d burn ‘I'm at the stakes even if it was Lord Yoshida!!”
“No!!” he protested. “Not Lord Yoshida! I’d be rich if she married him!”
“Can I put in that I’m his child?” Kazushige stated.
“Yeah.” Toya looked at him. “Got any brothers?”
“Toya!” Sakura yelled at him, embarrassed. “Shut up!”
“Umm…did we forget about me here?” Yuhi butted in, waving his hand.
“Oh, yeah,” I turned back to him and punched him in the face. “That’s for making me kiss a guy!”
“Ow--! Hey, it was your choice; I definitely didn’t tell you to do it!!” he yelled back.
“Whatever,” I said, making a disgusted face. “At least I didn’t enjoy it.”
“Neither did I!”
“Will you two shut up!?” Meiling screamed. “Please! Just show us the way to your little ‘evil lair’ or whatever!” Sakura nodded in agreement. Yuhi stepped over to her, kneeled down and kissed her hand graciously.
“Your wish is my command, my cherry blossom.”
Sakura blushed, and Tomoyo and Meiling held hands and kept screaming, “Kyaa!”
“Can we please remember that he’s our enemy?!” I growled. I shoved him away from Sakura and pressed my lips to her forehead gently. I was pulling her closer to me, and I felt her skin warm up. “Remember, it’s me that you’re in love with,” I told her softly.
She smiled and rested her head against my chest. “Yeah,” she whispered. “I can’t ever forget that.”
“Ahem!! So anyways, close your eyes, my friends!” Yuhi raised his voice suddenly. There was a flash of light and when I opened my eyes, I was in a totally different place.
“Did…did Ikea raid your evil lair, Yuhi?” Meiling asked, shocked.
He smiled. “Nope,” he chuckled. “But maybe we raided Ikea.”
It was like we were inside of a huge mansion with expensive furniture and stuff everywhere.
I leaned against the wall dramatically. “I feel sick. This place is too gay for me!”
Yuhi glared at me. “What do you mean, gay?”
“I mean, what kind of guy has an awesome pad like this without any girls around?” I said, catching myself after I’d said it and covering my mouth in embarrassment.
He smiled smugly. “We do have girls here,” he explained. “They are our servants.”
“Oh, like maids?” Tomoyo piped in.
“Nope,” he chuckled, grinning evilly. “Like they do everything we tell them to, no matter how ridiculous a task it is. However, not all of our headquarters is as beautiful as this.”
“Beautiful?” Eriol snorted. “Whatever do you mean? This place is horrible; there’s no sunlight in here at all.”
Yuhi sighed. “I would prefer sunlight, but the masters want their complexion to be even at all times.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Kazushi frowned. “Now can we get to the fighting?”
Yuhi, once again, smiled creepily. “Not quite, kid. First, find your way through this.”
Suddenly, he was gone, and so was our previous location. Now, we in an underground tunnel with hardly any light, except for the odd lamp on the wall here and there. There were quite a few passages before us.
“It looks like we’re gonna have to split up and search,” I concluded after a moment of silence.
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