These characters belong to CLAMP.

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It still snowed in the last few days of January.
Smoke coming out of chimneys, on snow covered roofs.
The sun set early, around five in the afternoon, the sky was already dark.
Sakura and Syaoran were at the gates of their college, releasing their bicycles from the locks and also from the snow.
- I love snow but…it's too much now. I miss spring! – she stated in a light tone.
He smiled, riding his bicycle. She followed right beside him; her cheeks slightly warm.
- How's your father? And…your adorable brother? – he asked, ending with a hint of sarcasm.
Sakura chuckled.
- My dad's doing great; he's in Europe right now, on an excavation. When we talk on the phone, I can tell he's really excited to be there, but he's also worried about me and Touya. And my brother is well too, he has a good job and all.
- Your dad's on an excavation? Really? – he turned his head to look at her, amazement all over his face.
She giggled at his reaction; he had always been so passionate about archaeology.
- Yes. And maybe you're in the wrong class, maybe you should study archaeology and go travel the world…
He stopped his bicycle and watched as she went on; then caught up with her.
- Although I'm very interested in archaeology, I'm in the right class.
She looked at him and gave him a genuine smile, her cheeks getting warmer.
- Sakura…you're getting quite red. Are you getting a cold? – he sounded worried.
- Noo, I'm fine! – she answered, getting off of her bicycle, as they had arrived at her apartment.
She missed her warm yellow house in Tomoeda, but an apartment of her own in Tokyo was nice too.
- You're sure?
- Yea! I'm great! – she smiled, making him smile and blush a little.
- Ok then, I'll believe you. See you tomorrow.
- Don't I get a hug? – she asked in a low voice.
He pulled her to his arms, making her blush.
- Like this?
She only nodded and gently pushed him away.
- See you tomorrow, then.
He watched as she took her bicycle through the gates of the apartment complex and got it locked, then he rode home.

-/-

Syaoran left the last class of the day and roamed the halls, looking for Sakura.
He hadn't seen her at lunch, maybe she had gone out to lunch with some friends.
But even now he couldn't find her anywhere. Finally, he laid eyes on some of her class mates.
- Hi, sorry to bother you…You're in the same class as Kinomoto Sakura, right?
- Kinomoto? Yes, we are, but she didn't show up today. We've seen you with her! Are you her boyfriend? – a girl asked with enthusiasm.
- Hm…Friend. We're friends. So…she didn't show up today?
- Yea…She's usually late, but she rarely misses a class, so we're a bit concerned.
- Ok, thanks… - he said walking away, touching her name on his phone.
"The number you're trying to reach is out of service. Please leave a message after the beep."
- Great. – he said shoving the phone in the pocket of his jeans.

-/-

Her bicycle was in the same place as yesterday, he noticed as he took the first flight of stairs.
She had a really nice view from her front door, even though all he could see right now were the city lights. He rang the bell and knocked on the door.
- Sakura! – he insisted, starting to get nervous. – Sakura!
Syaoran tried the door knob; the door was locked. He insisted on the bell and knocking.
- Sakura!
Finally, he heard some noise on the other side of the door, something that seemed like unlocking. As soon as Sakura opened the door, he only had the time to catch her as she fell forward.
- Sakura! You're burning! – he exclaimed, feeling the heat of her body.
He lifted her in his arms, closed the door with his elbow and walked fast to her bedroom.
Her room was spacious; she had her bed against the wall, much like her bedroom back at home.
- I told you yesterday… I asked you! Why didn't you tell me you were catching a fever…
He laid her on the bed, covering her and let his bag in a corner.
She could barely open her eyes; her breathing was irregular and her cheeks were too red.
- Syao…
- Hey. – he said, sitting on the bed, hand on her forehead.- Yesterday, I asked you-
- I..I know…but…
He sighed.
- Are you taking anything? When was the last time you ate? Or drank?
She made a sound that he assumed was "I don't know".
He turned the bathroom lights on and opened the cabinet, in search for something for her fever. All he could find were pads, tampons and other female products. Apart from the condoms, which he stared at for a while.
Feeling somewhat angry, he checked the small box in his hands but put it back where he found it. She didn't have any medicine, not even aspirin.
He left the bathroom, stuck his head in her room just to check on her; her eyes were closed and her breathing was uneven.
He couldn't help feeling so worried. Heading to the kitchen, he prepared a tray with water, some warm milk and toasts and took it to the bedroom.
- Hey…Sakura…
She made an effort to open her eyes.
- I've brought water, milk and toasts. Can you try eating? Or at least, drink?
She tried to sit up, with his help, adjusting her pillow. He passed her the water, which she drank.
- Jesus… you're really hot…- he stated feeling the temperature on her forehead. – Do you have a thermometer?
She shook her head slightly and he sighed, unconsciously caressing her face.
- I'll have to go to the pharmacy then. You can't stay like this.
Sakura made a disagreement sound, almost childish.
- You really, really…got me worried. – he said. – You didn't answer the phone, or your door… I was about to break it. Seriously.
- Do you… love me that much? – she asked in a weak and shy voice, then realizing what she had just said, covered her mouth with her hand. – I'm sorry…I didn't…
He had turned away, his eyes wide and his cheeks slightly warm.
- I'll be back later, okay? Stay in bed.
Syaoran rushed out of the apartment, down the stairs, hearing that question on repeat.
"Do you love me that much?"

-/-

Syaoran closed the apartment door, leaving her keys on the nearest table.
He entered her bedroom and she tried to sit up.
- No…keep lying down. – he said, sitting on the bed. – I got you some medicines, a thermometer and some food and ginger, to make you some tea…
- I'm sorry…I'll pay you back…
- Oh shut up…- he said, giving her the thermometer. – Hold that. I'll make you some ginger tea…
He returned with the tea and chicken noodle soup that he had bought at a take-away.
- It's not as good as homemade, but…- he said, putting down the tray on her bedside table.
This time she didn't try to sit, instead she was shaking with cold, covering herself the best she could.
Worried, Syaoran asked her for the thermometer.
- It's high…and you're cold now…
He opened her wardrobe, took a comforter and spread it on top of her, tugging it to her body.
- Better?
She nodded lightly.
- Now…- he began, grabbing the soup bowl and a spoon. – You need to eat, so you can take the medicines.
Still shaking, she sat up a bit and he fed her the first spoon.
She chuckled and he blushed.
- What? – he said, still feeding her.
- This is…really…embarrassing…
- You're sick. If I weren't here, you wouldn't have eaten yet or take any meds. No dad, brother or Tomoyo around to take care of you, so… – he said naturally, feeding her.
- I feel bad…for this…I swear I can take care of myself…
- Sure, I saw it. "Yea, I'm great!" Next day, you're hotter than an oven.
She chuckled again, almost choking on the soup.
He only smirked not looking at her.
- You'll be a great dad…
He raised his eyes to look at her in surprise.
- Drink your tea. – he said, giving her the cup while putting down the bowl.
She drank it in three gulps and returned the cup to him.
He took it and handed her a glass of water and a pill and watched as she swallowed it.
- I need to go to the bathroom…- she said in a shy tone.
- Do you need help? – he offered.
- No!
She got up, started walking to the door and had to be supported by Syaoran, as she almost fell again.
He waited outside and walked her to the bed, tucking her in. She was shaking the whole time.
- Do you need anything else?
She shook her head with her eyes semi closed.
- Then, would you mind if I took a shower?
She shook her head again.
- Take a towel from the wardrobe… and feel at home…- she said closing her eyes.

-/-

The warm water flowed down his body and he sighed heavily.
With his eyes closed, he took his hair out of his eyes and recalled some things.
Like the feeling of fear that he felt when she didn't answer the door. Or the feeling he felt when he found that box of condoms. "Who was it for?" That feeling too, was similar to fear.
Syaoran cut the water, pushed the shower curtain out of the way and grabbed the towel to put around his hips.
With a smaller towel, he tried to dry his hair, but his eyes were locked on the cabinet.
He opened it, took the box and checked how many were there.
"It's full!"
His shoulders relaxed as a sense of relief took him.
"Well, even if this one is full, she could have used others before….but she would have told me…right? She would have told me if she was seeing someone…I hope…"

-/-

He opened his bag, took a book, a notebook and a pen and sat in an armchair near the bed.
Sakura was sleeping, her cheeks were bright red and her breathing was still uneven. At least, she didn't seem to be cold.
He flipped through his book, trying to be as silent as possible, looking for some things he wanted to revise and take some notes.
In the morning, they both woke with the sound of his books falling to the floor.
Syaoran had fallen asleep while studying. His eyes went right from the floor to her.
- Sorry to wake you up…I fell asleep and they just slipped from my lap…
She cleared her throat, rubbed her right eye and looked to the floor and then to him.
- You…you slept there?
- Hm…yea. It wasn't my intention though...- he said, picking up the books.
- I didn't think about that yesterday…I should've…told you to sleep here.
He blinked, still a bit sleepy and stared at her.
- What do you mean?
- Sleep here…with me…Or is that chair so comfortable you'd pass a bed…?
- The chair is fine, but thanks. – he said, standing up not looking at her.
- What time is it…?
He checked his phone and messed his hair.
- Ten-ish.
- Oh….you're late!
Syaoran put his books on her desk and disappeared from her sight.
She sat on the bed, still half covered and a few minutes later, he came back holding a tray with tea and a chocolate croissant.
- Eat, so you can take the med. – he said, putting the tray on her lap and checking her forehead. – It's not going down…
- You're missing classes…
- I'll catch up later. – he said, sitting on the bed.
- Syaoran…go…I'll be fine…- she said, taking a sip of her tea.
- I'm not going anywhere. Well, maybe home for a change of clothes.
- What if you get sick…?
- I have a pretty good immune system, unlike you. – he teased.
She stared at him, while drinking the tea.
- I'm giving you so much trouble…
He messed his hair.
- Stop it! Eat the croissant. I know it's from yesterday, but it's still good.
She gave him weak smile, took a piece of it and put it in his mouth.
- Good?
- Yes. Great, now eat.
She bit the croissant, painting her lips with chocolate and gave him a childish look, enhanced by her red cheeks.
- I take that back…You won't be a good dad, you're too bossy…
He chuckled and looked at the window.

This time, I bring you a 3 chapter fic.
It's pretty predictable what's going to happen, but oh well, right? xD
Anyways, I hope you enjoy it!