Arrival


"OI! MEILIN!"

Syaoran choked on his collar as Meilin dragged him across the asphalt up to Tomoyo's front door. She seemed like such a small thing, Syaoran would have to thank Wei-san once more for making her into what she was.

Perhaps firing him would do the trick...

Meilin's outfit was definitely something though, he had to admit. It had been a dress, tattered fashionably at the bottom and low cut to accentuate the...erm, chest area. Small horns had come with the costume, attached to a headband that vanished into her long dark hair and to complete the look Meilin had put in red contact lenses. Or rather, he thought she had. But then again, whenever she got mad at him her eyes flared that same red color...

"Meilin-chan! Li-kun! You made it!" Tomoyo cried happily from the door as she admitted more party-goers. She was dressed in a small tight black leather skirt, black knee-high boots, a low cut shirt also. Thick black bands surrounded her neck and wrists, shiny spikes attached.

Meilin hopped up, smiling cheerfully. "Nice outfit, Tomoyo-chan! What are you supposed to be? A hooker?"

Tomoyo frowned, looking let down. "A street thug. Look, I even have a nice small retractable razor..."

Meilin squealed happily, gushing over the new toy and Syaoran looked over his shoulder, thankful that he was at least breathing normally again. A moment later he cursed as he caught sight of Eriol coming up the walkway. Yue-san floated behind him, expression cold enough to freeze ice. Or bore it to death, maybe. Nakuru was yanking on Spinel Sun's head, trying to drag him up the walk but the dark Guardian was fighting, his rear so close to the floor he was practically sitting.

He knew the feeling...

"Xiao Lang." Eriol said, smiling at him innocently. "Good to see you made it."

Syaoran feigned a smile. He could do it just as well as he could, playing innocent.

"Eriol-kun!" Tomoyo said, turning her attention to him. "You look..." she cocked her head. "Well, normal." And she looked at the Guardians, barely paying attention to the fact that Nakuru was practically wrestling with Spinel Sun. "Konban wa, everyone!"

"The Card Mistress?" Yue inquired.

"She's not here yet." Tomoyo answered and she stepped away from the door. "Please, come in." She gestured.

The group of them entered the house, pausing inside the immediate hallway. Streamers and decorations were hung up, tables set aside everywhere with people serving drinks. The music wasn't as loud as one would have expected, and chatter was audible everywhere.

"So, of COURSE I bought the house, it was going for so cheap..."

"Not ONLY did he make me dinner but he FED it to me! Like I were some kind of dog! I love a man who cooks but PLEASE!"

"No, my wife works late tonight. What's say you and me go back to my place after this shindig?"

"And then after I string you up I'm going to undress you sloooooowly...and I'm going to pour melting hot wax all OVER you..."

Syaoran turned at that last one, eyebrows arching and he wound around Meilin, looking for the speaker. Meilin hardly noticed, her hand wrapped around the small knife Tomoyo had shown her earlier. She scratched the last few letters of her name into the wood of the doorframe before pocketing it and glancing around.

"Syaoran?" she asked, noticing his sudden absence.

She encountered only Yue who looked not only bored and out of place but the slightest bit psychotic. He floated over towards a table and stared at the small woman behind the punchbowl.

"Punch?" she asked cheerfully.

He gazed at her some more, even cocking his head at her after a moment. His gray eyes bore into her face, barely blinking.

"No punch?" she asked, her optimism draining away with every second he continued to look at her. She already had the cup filled and was holding it out but now she started pulling her hand back.

Yue wordlessly held out his hand before him.

She quickly deposited the cup into his hand, recoiling as soon as he had a grip on it. With another long look he turned away, lifting the cup to his lips.

"Yue-san, you drink?" Tomoyo asked, hopping up to him.

He looked down at her, giving her the exact same expression he had given the woman behind the table. "This has liquor?" he inquired thoughtfully and he peered at the red punch some more.

Tomoyo blinked. "No, I mean...you drink? Literally?"

Yue gave her the same look once more before lifting the cup to his lips and downing the punch. He tasted it, pausing for several moments afterward and then the bored expression gave way to one of distaste. "This is hideous." He replied. And he nodded once before turning away from her and heading back toward the table. "I think I'll have some more..."

The doorbell rang at that precise moment and Tomoyo wandered over to it, trying to lower the hem of her skirt to at least cover her hips. With an impatient exhalation she opened the door. "Ah! Sakura-chan!" she cried happily upon seeing her friend outside.

Sakura entered timidly, light bouncing off the pleather cat suit she wore, her whip-tail dragging behind her. Keroberos also entered, already made up in his true form.

"You look great!" Tomoyo crowed, closing the door behind them. She motioned further into the house. "Almost everyone is here! Li-kun and Meilin-chan are here but Li-kun went off somewhere without her so she's not in a good mood, watch out. Eriol-kun also wandered off, I didn't see where he went but he made sure NOT to take along Nakuru and Suppi-chan so don't trip over any of them. And Yue-san is getting to know Helen." She motioned toward the punch table where Yue was once again glaring at the poor woman behind the table. Tomoyo paused, studying them. "They make a cute couple actually..."

At that point Helen burst into tears and fled, hair flying behind her shrieking frame. Yue looked after her for all of a moment before helping himself to the punch bowl.

Nakuru popped out of the side room at that moment, Spinel Sun at her heels. She giggled merrily, sliding as she paused before Sakura. "Konban wa, Sakura-chan!" she cried, lifting hands to pinch Sakura's cheeks tightly. And then her eyes caught on Sakura's whip and she reached behind, taking hold of it. "I used to have one just like this!" she cried, eyes shining.

"A whip?" Sakura asked reluctantly. She was not surprised that Nakuru was a freak.

"Not a whip." Nakuru giggled for a moment. "A TAIL." And she paused thoughtfully. "Although I used to have a WIDE collection of whips too, at one point in my life." She glanced at Tomoyo. "Almost as wide as yours."

Tomoyo already had stars in her eyes.

"I need to borrow this." Nakuru finished and she yanked the tail off Sakura. Sakura jumped as if struck and she reached behind, massaging her rear with a frown. Nakuru wrapped a piece of the whip around her fist, holding it and snapping it as if it were a towel. "Where did Suppi-chan run off to?"

Directly next to her Spinel Sun's ears rose, twitching, and he took off in the opposite direction, running for his life.

"Bet you wish you were one of the Three Little Pigs now, don't you!" Nakuru taunted, racing after him.

Sakura still rubbed her butt, wincing. "There was a backlash when she pulled it off..." she explained to Tomoyo who was looking at her with a strange interest.

"Did you enjoy it?" Tomoyo inquired.

Sakura blinked at her wordlessly before managing a smile and backing away. "I think I'm going to go find Syaoran now..." she said slowly and she took hold of Kero's ear, yanking him with her and muttering, "Run for it."

Keroberos nodded, turned, and fled.

"Wait for ME!" Sakura hollered indignantly, running after him.

A moment later Syaoran came from the opposite direction, a cup of blue punch in his grasp. He looked at Tomoyo who was standing in the middle of the hallway thoughtfully. "Yo, Daidouji-san." He said, stopping before her.

She continued to stare, gaze blank.

Syaoran sweat dropped and lifted a hand, shaking it before her face. "Moshi moshi..." he said, smiling sympathetically.

Tomoyo lifted her gaze, focusing on him finally. And a truly evil smile crossed her face. "Ah, Li-kun." She said, cocking her head. She grabbed hold of his hand, almost upsetting his cup of punch. "I have an idea you will absolutely love."

And she dragged him away, towards the back.
The Haunting
All images and works done/altered by ShiNoFuriko and TasogareBan. Please do not steal and always give credit to where it is due.