Dancing and Deception

Chapter: 1

By: Cally

“Come on, Syaoran, relax.” Eriol chided, smiling, as he opened one of the double doors.

“I still think this is a very bad idea. Meiling knows everything, even if I try to hide it, she always finds out.” Syaoran said uneasily. He stared up at the neon sign that blared ‘Anita’s House’ in pink. “Why can’t we do something else? I mean, sure, I would love to actually enjoy sex, but Meiling will kill me if she finds out.”

“Just shut up. They don’t ask questions, besides, I’m sure there are probably a billion other married men in there.” Eriol said, not looking back to see if Syaoran was even following him, but knowing that he would. “Trust me; you will enjoy this.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of. What if I get attached to this whore house, and then Meiling will wonder where I run off too, and then find out.” Syaoran said, following him to a podium like desk. Eriol rang the bell, and a slim girl with a flash of red hair, and a VERY revealing outfit.

“Ah, hello boys.” The girl smiled at them, and he voice dripped with yearning. She eyed Eriol, and then her eyes went to Syaoran. “What can I do you for?” She laughed at her own joke, and then looked at them seriously.

“My friend here will have the Supreme Special, while I will just watch the dancing.” Eriol replied briskly, and then took out his wallet. Syaoran reached for his, and Eriol shook his head. “I’ll pay; call it an early birthday present.”

“This way gentlemen.” The girl smiled, once again at them, and led them to a huge ballroom, with a stage. Several men filled the chairs, and a few skimpy-outfitted women around them. “You, just pick one you like, and they will escort you to a room.” She said to Syaoran.

“Do I, uh, just say...?” Syaoran was at a lost for words. He had never been to a whore house. He was immediately engaged at the age of five, and married at eighteen, to Meiling, and she had not allowed him to even be friends with a female.

“From your looks, I would think they would ask you before you even had a chance to ask them.” She winked flirtatiously. “But, if they don’t, you just go right out and ask them. If they are already taken by another client, you can try to work out a threesome, or just get a different girl, and then try for the girl you wanted a different night.”

“Uh, err, alright.” Syaoran said. Eriol had gone to a table on the left side close up to the stage. Syaoran decided on a small little booth that sat in the middle of the room. He sat down and sighed.

“What can I do you for?” A girl with cropped black hair and slanted brown eyes asked. She laughed at her joke, and Syaoran thought to himself. ‘Do all the girls ask that?! How annoying...’

“Um, I’ll just have a beer.” Syaoran said relaxing back into his chair. The girl nodded and walked away. Many women stared lustfully at Syaoran; he scanned them, but didn’t find anyone truly special. He decided that he would wait until a girl really caught his eye, unless it became really late, then he would just grab a really beautiful one.

His attention was directed to the stage, when music started up and the curtains slowly were drawn back.

I don't want to be shy
Can't stand it anymore
I just want to say 'Hi'
To the one I love
Cherry blossom girl

And an angel appeared. Several men hooted, but she paid them no attention. She was looking at... at me! I was transfixed by her huge emerald eyes. She looked so innocent, but that must just be an act, because she does live in a whore house. ‘I wonder how many men have been with her...?’ Syaoran thought to himself bitterly.

I feel sick all day long
From not being with you
I just want to go out
Ever night for a while
Cherry blossom girl

This girl had auburn hair that fell just to her shoulders. She looked to be eighteen or so, three years younger than himself. She had a white tank top on, with a denim skirt that layered out. It showed a small line of skin that was her stomach, and the skirt was just reaching finger tip length. Syaoran was surprised that her outfit wasn’t as skimpy as the others.

Tell me why can't it be true

She danced gracefully and full of energy, moving with the beat of the music. Her emerald pools never left Syaoran’s amber ones, unless to do a quick turn in rhythm. Syaoran wondered if Sakura was hypnotized by his gaze, as much as he was hypnotized by her’s.

I never talk to you
People say that I should
I can pray everyday
For the moment to come
Cherry blossom girl

She did a slow head stand, swinging her legs in a complex motion, never losing the beat of the song. She smiled briefly, as if enjoying the song or the dance; maybe both. Still, she looked at him, and when she had smiled, Syaoran was blown away by her innocence.

I just want to be sure
When I will come to you
When the time will be gone
You will be by my side
Cherry Blossom Girl

Swaying her hips, and running her hands over various parts of her body, Syaoran began to get hot, and felt himself harden more and more with each passing second. He began to feel embarrassed, and glanced around to see if anyone else was reacting the way he was. He almost fell out of his chair with shock.

Tell me why can't it be true

Almost every guy in the room was worse than him! Some were trying to crawl up on the stage; some were having sex with a girl, right there! But they were watching the girl on the stage! Some, who didn’t have the money to pay for girls, were staring at Sakura while in the process of masturbation.

I'll never love again
Can I say that to you
Will you run away
If I try to be true
Cherry blossom girl

Syaoran turned away from them, ashamed for them, and her gaze once again locked on to that of the Emerald eyes. Even though he had taken a glance away, she continued looking at him, waiting for his gaze to return. ‘She must really want me...’ Syaoran thought highly of himself.

Cherry blossom girl
I'll always be there for you
That means no time to waste
Whenever there's a chance
Cherry blossom girl

The music began to soften, and her movements became slower, almost torturing him. Syaoran had never felt such passion before, such wanting, no- needing before. Syaoran had to make sure he would get her tonight; he wouldn’t even give the other men a chance. He had money; he would just auction till he was the last man left. Alone. He wouldn’t allow for a threesome.

Tell me why can't it be true

The music stopped all to fast, and the curtains closed. Another song started, and the curtains separated, revealing a different girl, who was in a skimpy outfit, and was slowly taking it off with the song. He pretty much ignored it, and looked around the room for the emerald-eyed girl.

She emerged a short few minutes later, with a book (of all things, Syaoran thought ironically to himself) in her hand. Syaoran smiled at her, when he briefly caught her gaze, but she didn’t give him a second glance as she sat down on a two-seater couch, and opened her book.

Syaoran frowned, and then smiled. Ah, so the girl was a tease... Sounds like fun.

Author’s Note- Here’s my second-hand story (I’m a bit stuck on The Five Definitions of Pleasure), please tell me if I should continue. Review!

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I do not own Cherry Blossom Girl by Air. Nor do I own CCS, or that matter