Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. It rightfully belongs to Clamp. But I can dream that Syaoran is mine, right?
Author's Note: You know, I missed writing fanfiction and I love this idea, so I really want to finish it. I found some errors in the first version, and so I decided to just rewrite it. The first version will also be deleted in a few days, so if you want to know the gist of the next chapter, then you have the chance to do so.
I want to thank all readers who have reviewed and patiently waited. I will finish this story even though it will take me some time, so I appreciate your patience.
Enjoy.
Full Summary:
Daidouji Tomoyo is the first woman to change Li Syaoran into the faithful and loyal man he is today. Now that they're engaged, Tomoyo can't help but fear he might play around again while he's still a bachelor. So a month before their wedding, she asks her best friend Kinomoto Sakura for help. She wants Sakura to test his faithfulness by seducing him and judge his reaction. If he fails, she'll leave him. If he passes, then Tomoyo's doubts would disappear. The only problem is that Sakura and Syaoran dislike each other with a passion. However, Sakura agrees to help. Now everything begins to twist in ways they wouldn't have ever expected.
Chapter I
The Proposal
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It was a peaceful night in Tomoeda, like it usually was. The air was crisp and the temperature was cool enough for girlfriends to have an excuse for wearing their boyfriends' jacket. These were the kinds of nights where lovers would stroll hand in hand in the moonlight. Mihara Chiharu and Takashi Yamazaki were making their way to Penguin Park when they heard a commotion by a nearby bridge.
"Tak, they sound familiar," Chiharu furrowed her brows in concentration.
"Yeah, they do." Takashi agreed and tugged on his girlfriend's hand, "Umm, let's walk the other way."
"No wait, I think it's Tomoyo!" Chiharu hissed and yanked his hand to the direction the bridge. They moved closer to the bridge, but out of sight of the other couple.
"Chiharu, it's not good to eavesdrop!" Takashi failed to move in the opposite direction, but he couldn't help but add, "You know, eavesdropping used to be an art form. A great eavesdropper would be able to sneak up on a conversation practically right in front of them and no one would see and-"
"Tak, not now! It's Tomoyo and Syaoran!" The two remained hidden in the shadows, watching the two figures on the bridge.
"Please, Syaoran. No more of this… I can only handle so much of these rumours! And you're not even denying it!" Tomoyo screeched as continued to keep several feet between them.
"Tomoyo please, it's not what you think…" Syaoran tried to reason and approach her slowly, but nothing was working.
Li Syaoran was known for his good looks, athleticism, and for his notorious reputation as Tomoeda High's playboy. He was always with a new girl each week until he met Tomoyo where they managed to stay together for over a year. Everyone was surprised that Daidouji Tomoyo would be with someone like him because she was the school's role model, valedictorian, and known as calm and collected.
Except for tonight.
"That's bullshit! I know what's true, Syaoran. How many girls are you seeing besides me? Two? Seven? Every girl in Japan?" She threw her hands up in the air, "Syaoran, I don't even know why I'm still with you. You're always going off with other girls behind my back. I won't even be surprised if you cheat on me for Sakura!"
"Tomoyo!" Syaoran finally managed to grab her into his arms and hold on tightly, even though she fought hard against his grasp. He cautiously rested his chin on top of her head as her squirms weakened. After a few minutes her body became still and her breathing returned to normal. He looked down at the top of her head, taking in the way the moonlight glistened on her raven tresses. His sense of smell was surrounded by her gentle lavender scent. He closed his eyes and held her tighter. They remained in that position for a little while, keeping their thoughts to themselves.
"C'mon Chi, let's leave them alone." Takashi pulled on her hand again, away from the other couple.
"I think we should tell Sakura though," Chiharu frowned, taking out her cell phone.
"Yeah, that might be a good idea."
"Hello Sakura? You're not going to believe what happened. Yes, again."
Hand in hand, the couple quietly walked away from the scene.
He sighed inaudibly and tentatively tilted her head back to meet his eyes. The moonlight shone on her glossy amethyst eyes and outlined her tears that strolled down her cheeks slowly.
"Really, Syaoran," she said almost inaudibly that Syaoran had to move his head lower to hear. "I honestly don't know why I'm still with you." Her shoulders shook again and he knew that she was crying again. Syaoran felt his heart shatter just hearing and feeling her shed tears because of something he did. Now he wondered the same question, why was she still with him after all he's done to her?
It was because she loved him. And he knew it. As he held her tighter, he decided it was time for him to show just how much he really felt for her.
"I'm sorry, Tomoyo." He whispered sincerely, wiping her tears away. He inhaled heavily to calm his nerves, hoping no tremor would outline his words. If he didn't say it right, then she wouldn't believe anything he'd say. "I promise you that it won't happen again." She stiffened visibly.
"No, Syaoran, don't promise me something that you can't keep." Her voice wavered and she began to move away from him, but his grip tightened and pulled her back.
"Tomoyo, no, I'm through with making you cry," he wiped more of her tears, "I'm tired of hurting you. It's time I changed."
She sniffled, "Would you really do that?"
"For you? Anything to prove how I feel about you."
He gently pressed his lips against hers.
After a bit of patching up, Syaoran walked her home.
"I'm sorry, Tomoyo." He apologized again as they stood by the front doors of her mansion.
"Just keep your promise." She smiled, "You know I love you, Li Syaoran."
Behind them, the door slammed open.
Seven Years Later…
"Li Syaoran! How could you!"
He sputtered his morning coffee out of his mouth while the rest of it splashed onto his clean white collared shirt.
"How could I what?" he demanded instantly, clearly annoyed, and clearly not a morning person. His hand was lifted right in front of his face.
"That!" she pushed his ring finger closer to his eyes.
"What?" He wasn't even going to ask how she came in.
"Ask her to marry you! That's what!" She shook his hand again in front of his face.
He raised an eyebrow and stared at his early intruder. Kinomoto Sakura was his fiancée's best friend and cousin as well as her only friend that he never really got along well with. Of course he didn't blame her for wanting to gauge his eyes out each time he made Tomoyo cry, but then again, they've been rivals even before high school. The only reason that Sakura didn't already do so was the fact that they, whether they liked it or not, would be around each other more than they'd want to be once he married Tomoyo. Sakura only wanted her best friend to be happy, even if it meant that her best friend's husband would be a cocky, arrogant, rebellious, unruly, self-centered, etc.
Unfortunately, she couldn't help but notice the fact that his white shirt needed to be buttoned. Plus, it was also transparent enough to see the outline of his greatly toned physique…
She snapped her hold off his hand and wiped her hand on her jeans, as if trying to wipe away the germs from him as well as any thoughts she just had about his body. This gave him time to breathe and count to ten to keep his mood in check. He simply smiled toothily at her.
"Well, Kinomoto, you see when two people love each other they decide to get really intimate by…Ah, I think you need to grow up first before I explain the birds and the bees." he cleared his throat, earning a groan from her, "In all honesty my dear friend, I asked and she said yes. It takes two to tango. Did you ask her why did she say yes?" He leaned back into his chair and placed his hands behind his head, his amber eyes now twinkling at her.
She grumbled, "I can't. Every time I say your name she won't stop talking about you and her wedding plans, especially my maid of honour dress. I think I'm deaf in one ear. It's a shame that I can still hear you though."
"I see," he couldn't help but laugh at her defeat which only made her pout, "Then I don't think your question needs to be answered. Besides, we haven't even set a wedding date yet. I just proposed to her two days ago. Shame you couldn't see how magnificent it was." He glanced at his watch, "And aren't you late for work?"
"Well, I had better things to do, like model in Hong Kong for my best friend's new line," she said with her head held high, which caused her to glance at the clock. "HOE I'M LATE."
With that, she was quickly out of his sight.
"Glad to know you talk about me, by the way!" He called after her.
Syaoran smiled triumphantly remembering her tardiness habit. He looked down at his mug and considered the amount of coffee left. He stood up and walked to the sink to pour out the remaining contents.
"I guess she was my daily fix."
"Good morning, Sakura." Tomoyo beamed at her as she watched Sakura walk into the room.
"G'morning," Sakura huffed in return, "Hey, is the coffee maker fixed yet?"
"What?
"Nothing, I need more caffeine that's all."
"Oh, alright." Tomoyo shrugged, "When you're done making coffee, do come and tell me what you did to my fiancé."
"What on earth are you talking about?" Sakura innocently asked, blinking at her.
"C'mon, Sakura," Tomoyo sighed She set her elbow on the table and leaned her head against her palm, "You're late for work even though I made sure you woke up early enough to get ready and you know how I-"
"He just called and told you, didn't he?" Sakura sat on the office sofa and set her coffee on the table.
"Yup. He even told me how he managed to pin you down with one hand while he drank coffee with the other. Then he said how he strategically handcuffed you to the coffee table with his tie. Then he said how he was able to bench press you and the table-"
"THAT IS SO NOT TRUE!"
"Sakura, Sakura," She walked over and sat beside her. She took hold of her hands and grasped them gently, "I know you're looking out for me because of what he's done in the past, but that was high school. He's stuck to his word since then and I know you know he hasn't done anything like that..." Sakura didn't say anything, but Tomoyo giggled, "Besides, I don't think he's over that night when you practically became the hulk."
"You're right. He was scared, wasn't he?" Sakura laughed at the memory.
The night he promised Tomoyo he would change for her, Sakura slammed the door open as soon as they were about to enter. Sakura actually backed him up to a wall and threatened him for hurting Tomoyo, even though Tomoyo was desperately trying to pull her off of him. Eriol came just in time to pull her away before her fist was going to make contact with his cheek. Syaoran knew he was much stronger than her, but he knew he deserved it at the time. By the end of the night Tomoyo explained his promise to her. What surprised him was the fact that she believed Syaoran, but still threatened him nonetheless if he still made her cry. Eriol managed to calm Sakura down and take her home, leaving a very apologetic Tomoyo.
"So how are you and Eriol?" Tomoyo asked, taking a sip of Sakura's coffee. An instant grin spread across Sakura's face.
"He's so romantic! Yesterday he took me out to lunch underneath the big cherry blossom in the park!" Sakura clearly had stars in her eyes, remembering their date well, "He always finds a way to make everything we do romantic one way or another."
"He never struck me as a sweetheart. It's so cute that you're his first girlfriend," Tomoyo gushed, grinning widely, "Syaoran may not be the romantic type like I wish he was, but he loves surprising me every once in a while which makes up for everything."
"Hmph, I can't even imagine Li being romantic at all." Sakura crossed her arms, "besides his surprises really must be once in a long while because I haven't seen him do anything.
"That's because we're always alone when he does something," Tomoyo wiggled her arched eyebrows suggestively, causing Sakura to gag. "I was talking about the proposal you missed, but he doesn't like people knowing he can be into the romantic stuff. You know, his reputation as a tough guy and all."
"Well Eriol doesn't mind showing it one bit." Sakura stuck her tongue out.
Tomoyo giggled. She didn't take any offence when Sakura insulted Syaoran because of their rivalry and because it was just the way they were. She eventually learned to turn her insults into her own amusement and it was the same thing when Syaoran insulted Sakura. However, she appreciated the fact that the two were able to tolerate each other's presence for her sake.
"Did someone say my name?" A tall man with deep blue hair walked into the office.
"Eriol!" Sakura ran and jumped into his arms, which he anticipated and caught her with ease while maintaining perfect balance.
"Good morning, beautiful." He laughed as she gave him a peck on the nose, "Oh, good morning to you too, Sakura." She pouted as she regained her footing on the floor again.
Tomoyo laughed as she made her way back to her desk, "Morning, Eriol."
He smiled charmingly at the fashion designer, which could make any girl weak in the knees.
Sakura, Tomoyo, and Syaoran were all close friends (not sure if Sakura and Syaoran were exactly close) since grade school all the way through high school. Eriol was Syaoran's best friend distant relative, and transferred from England just at the end of grade school and stuck with them since. Sakura and Eriol were a couple for two years and currently live together at Eriol's condo.
"So, before I forget," He produced a rose right before his girlfriend's eyes.
"Oh, Eriol! Thank you!" Sakura blushed as red as the rose as she accepted it.
"You and your magic tricks, Eriol." Tomoyo shook her head with a small smile, "How do you do it?"
"Ah, a magician never reveals how he does his magic." Eriol waved his finger at her, "I came here because you left in such a hurry that you forgot this." He handed her an envelope, "It's the document that you took by accident which, I believe, Tomoyo needs by today."
"Oh, you're right!" Sakura gasped, "Thank you so much!" She turned to Tomoyo, "I'm so sorry!"
"No, no, it's fine." Tomoyo dismissed with a wave of her hand, "Are you the photographer for today?"
"Yup, your photographer called in sick." This caused Sakura to squeal in delight. Even though Eriol was Syaoran's business partner, he was an excellent photographer. Tomoyo hired him as their substitute photographer in case their primary photographer couldn't be there. Of course, Eriol was more than qualified, but preferred his business job than being a photographer.
"Well, princess, shall we make our way to your wardrobe and make up?" He smiled charmingly again. He held the door open for her, bowing slightly.
"We shall!" she grabbed Eriol's hand as they made their way out, but not before Sakura turned around to stick her tongue out at Tomoyo.
Tomoyo merely laughed and took out the document from the envelope.
"Hey babe, how was work today?" Syaoran asked. He heard her take off her heeled shoes, which made a small thud on the floor. Then he followed her footsteps to the kitchen and watched his fiancée grab something to munch on.
"Tiring, it's hard thinking of designs for my dress when I have to design other dresses!" she groaned, taking a cookie.
"You can handle it, don't worry." He reassured her, taking a small bite from her cookie. "You know, you really have to stop taking my business partner."
"Aww, I'm sorry that his photography skills are way better than yours." She giggled, pulling the cookie away from him before he was able to take another bite.
"Yeah, but we have so much work to do since we have a few businesses in mind we'd like to merge with, Tomoyo." He frowned, "I had to get someone else to help me today because of all the work."
This time Tomoyo frowned, "Really? Who? I thought that you can handle the work on your own for a while."
"The girl from that other office, umm, what's her face… Mina?" he scratched his head in thought.
"You mean, Watanabe?" she raised an eyebrow as she leaned against the counter. She tried to keep her tone casual, so she finished her cookie with hard bites and gritted teeth. "I didn't think that she would be able to handle anything your CEO job requires."
"Well, she can after you explain things more than once to her," he grumbled, "so that's why I need Eriol again."
"I know but… Watanabe?" Tomoyo asked again, "You know…umm, never mind." She was about to walk out of the kitchen when he grabbed her hand.
"No, go on, say it." He said.
She bit her bottom lip. How was she supposed to tell him that Mina Watanabe would do anything to show off her fake breasts at every chance she could get? It wasn't enough for Mina that her physical assets amazed every other man in the company. Even when Tomoyo visited him time to time, Mina would suddenly make sure that he was too busy to spend too much time with Tomoyo. She would also make sure that the engaged couple wouldn't have privacy by walking in on them every few moments to give him more unnecessary paper work.
"You know she practically flaunts her affection for you." Was the best way she could say it since she wasn't the type to badmouth others.
"So what if she does?" Syaoran raised an eyebrow, but the look in her eyes said everything, "Tomoyo, I'm not going to do anything with her or let her do anything to me."
"I'm not so sure about that." Her mouth was set in a thin line and stared straight into his amber eyes.
He sighed, "Alright, she purposely shoved her cleavage too close to my eyes and nearly blinded with her nipples—Oww! Okay, she locked the door and tried to give me a strip tease, but no, Tomoyo wait, I stopped her before I saw more than her huge cleavage! I threatened her that if she did something like that again then she would lose her job." He pulled her into his arms and held her gently. "But I didn't do anything, I swear. I would've fired her on the spot if she didn't have the actual brains to do her job."
"Really?" She looked up at him into his amber orbs.
"Yes."
"So you didn't do anything?"
"No, of course not."
He placed a soft kiss on her forehead when his cell phone went off. He grabbed his phone off the counter and frowned, "What would she need at this hour?" He walked off to answer the call. Tomoyo walked into the bedroom and frowned. She caught a glimpse of the caller before he picked up his phone.
Mina Watanabe.
A few minutes later, her fiancé walked into the room.
"So what did she want?"
They stared at each other for a few moments as he hesitated to answer.
"A private late night meeting."
Before he knew it, Tomoyo rushed to the living room where he left his phone, and attempted to unlock his phone, but was unable.
"Why did you set a password?" she demanded.
"Tomoyo, what the hell, you're being irrational." He dove for his phone but she moved out of the way and tried another number combination on his phone. Again, no luck.
"Syaoran, why did you set one?" her voice was steadily increasing and steadily shaking. The only thought that ran through her head was that he was hiding something from her.
Just like his playboy years.
"Okay, the password is Sakura's birthday. I had to set something unpredictable because I caught Mina going through my office desk where I left my phone one day." Syaoran watched as she entered the numbers and unlocked his phone. He patiently waited as she went through his call history, messages, and photos. Satisfied for the time being, Tomoyo tossed his phone onto the couch and looked at him.
"How do I not know you're not deleting anything?" she crossed her arms.
"Oh god, Tomoyo, listen to yourself. Are you actually thinking I'm cheating on you with Watanabe?" He ran his hand through his hair, unable to believe the déjà vu he was having.
"I wouldn't be surprised, Syaoran. We haven't even set a date yet, so you have all this time to do what you want before you settle-"
"Next month."
"W-what?" Tomoyo gasped as he approached her and grabbed her hands.
"We get married next month. I would say we elope tomorrow, but I know you want your dream wedding. So, a month from today, on the day we first met. That way, you know I'm yours and no one else's."
"Syaoran, are you sure? I mean, that's a little too soon…"
"I'm sure. I just want you to stop worrying, okay?" he kissed her hands, "Besides, you know I'm impulsive. And if we do get divorced, look at how much money you'll- oww, okay I'm sorry!" He kissed her cheek, "I know it's a lot to plan, but I'll do what I can to help. But let's go to bed now."
"Okay," she whispered, wanting her past doubts to disappear.
But no such luck…
Tomoyo lay awake as Syaoran breathed evenly beside her. As quietly as she could, she got up, wrapped her silk robe tightly around herself and made her way to the living room. She picked up the phone to call her.
"That feels good…" Sakura moaned softly as Eriol continued to place gentle kisses down the middle of her neck. He began sucking at the bottom of her neck causing her to moan a bit louder. Her hold on the back of his head and the back of his shirt tightened. Eriol took hold of the bottom of her tank top and slowly slid it up her body as he sucked a bit harder. Her breathing became heavy and barely noticed that her top was off and thrown somewhere on the floor. She shivered feeling the temperature all over her upper body causing her nipples to harden almost instantly.
Eriol licked his lips, resisting the urge to taste her breasts. He made a trail of kisses down her neck made his way to her cleavage when she stopped him. He paused in his actions as she stripped off his shirt and discarded it somewhere in the room just as he did with her shirt. Sakura managed to flip them over and ran her fingertips gently over his toned chest and abs.
"Oh, Sakura," he breathed as delightful shivers coursed through his body from her butterfly touches. She shifted herself so she was balanced with her legs lightly holding his sides. With her hands beside either side of his head, she inched her bare chest over to his face. He was about to taste her mounds when the phone caused her jerk in surprise. The reaction made her knee jab his side, making him gasp in pain and surprise.
"Eriol! I'm so sorry!" she quickly hopped off his body and back to her side of the bed before rubbing his sore side tenderly.
"No, no, it's fine." Eriol reassured, "but who the heck would be calling at this time of night?"
"Mmm… let's just leave it. It's too late for a phone call." Sakura suggested as she hooked her legs back to their position over his body. The phone continued to ring which started to make Sakura very irritated and eventually ruin her mood. Even though Eriol's seen Sakura's body, she was still modest and grabbed his robe to cover herself. Giving her boyfriend an apologetic glance, she got off the bed and towards the phone.
She stared at the phone screen then at Eriol, "Why would Tomoyo be calling at this time?"
"It must be urgent." He nodded his head, telling her to answer.
She picked it up, "Tomoyo?" Eriol stifled a laugh, knowing that his girlfriend was desperately trying to keep her irritation out of her voice.
"Sakura? Hang on."
Rustling was heard on the other line, and then silence. Sakura furrowed her eyebrows, wondering why Tomoyo was acting so secretive. At the other side, Tomoyo set the phone down on her lap and listened for any noise. The silence reassured her that Syaoran was still fast asleep.
"Sakura, I'm sorry for calling you so late." Tomoyo said softly.
"Tomoyo, why are you talking so quietly?" instantly her concern laced her voice. She glanced at Eriol, who stretched his body to pick up his shirt off the floor. Eriol glanced back, amused at how tiny she looked in his oversized robe.
"I was going to tell you later on, but I just couldn't wait that long." Tomoyo explained, "Can I come over right now?"
"Of course. Does Syaoran know you're leaving, though?"
"Umm," Tomoyo listened again, reassuring herself that Syaoran was indeed asleep, "No. I don't want him to know anything yet."
Sakura's eyes widened knowing that Tomoyo and Syaoran were indeed a couple that didn't keep secrets from each other anymore, "Alright, I'll wait."
"Thanks, I'll be there as soon as I can." They hung up the phone.
"Tomoyo's coming over," Sakura informed Eriol as she watched him put on his shirt. He was about to get out of the bed when she stopped him, "No, it's alright, we'll be okay. Go to sleep."
"Sure?" Eriol watched Sakura walk towards him.
"Yes." Sakura leaned down and kissed him. Before she pulled away, Eriol opened the robe and rubbed the underside of her breast. She moaned in surprise and bit her lower lip, "Eriol, if you keep doing that, then Tomoyo would have to wait outside for the whole night." He laughed and pecked her cheek. "Good night." Sakura took off his robe and found her tank top before making her way to the living room to wait for Tomoyo.
She boiled some hot water when there was a soft knock on the door. Sakura opened the door and let Tomoyo in.
"Give me a minute, I'll make some hot chocolate for the both of us." Tomoyo nodded and made her way to the sofa.
In a few minutes, Sakura came with two cups of hot chocolate and set it on the table before sitting beside Tomoyo. "So, what's up, night hawk?"
"We finally set the date. It's next month on the day we first met in grade school."
Sakura's eyes widened, yet expected nothing less from the couple. She knew Syaoran picked the date and something went wrong which caused him to impulsively create a date. However, she did find it endearing that he remembered such an important date.
"Umm, Sakura," Tomoyo began, gnawing on her lower lip. Sakura knew Tomoyo well enough to know that whenever she bit gnawed her bottom lip, she was really confused. She stifled a yawn, waiting patiently for Tomoyo to continue. "Do you really think Syaoran is faithful now?"
Sakura frowned, "Well, he's been faithful ever since that night." She was certainly not expecting a question like that. She thought that it was established that Syaoran was no longer a playboy, regardless how many women flung themselves at him. Just the thought of him becoming his old playboy self was causing steam to blow out of her ears. She clenched her fist, digging her nails in her palm. He really was going to get it if he was being unfaithful again, especially after he promised. "You're not saying that he's cheating on you, I hope…"
"No," Tomoyo said instantly, "Well, I don't think so."
"What do you mean you don't think so?" Sakura clenched her teeth. Her breathing was becoming slightly heavier.
"He says he's not cheating on me and he seems so sincere about it. I mean, Mina practically swung her boobs at him today!" Tomoyo hissed, keeping her voice low enough for Eriol to sleep.
"Ugh, she's such a bitch. She honestly needs to get customized bras." Sakura rolled her eyes, "Anyway, go on."
"Well he said he stopped Mina before she stripped in front of him—"
"—Kami, I would've been blind on the spot!"
"Sakura!" Tomoyo giggled, "Will you let me finish?" Sakura remained silent as she took a sip of her hot chocolate. "Even though we're getting married, there's still a lot of time for him to back out of the marriage and have some fun while he's still a bachelor, you know?"
"Tomoyo," Sakura sighed. She knew Tomoyo's hidden doubts have not subsided regardless of Syaoran's words. Unlike her, Sakura actually saw that Syaoran was true to his words, which was the only good thing she would probably say about him. She was almost sad that her best friend couldn't see how her fiancé was trying hard to prove it. "Honestly, he's doing his best, and you know that that's something, coming from me. So, really, I think he really wants to just be with you."
"Sure?" Tomoyo asked, smiling slightly.
"Of course." Sakura leaned over to hug her, "And you know I'm trying so hard right now to beat him up in his sleep." Tomoyo giggled. She was really glad to have Sakura and the fact that she wasn't insulting her fiancé. When Sakura pulled back, she noticed that Tomoyo was still biting her lip.
"What?" Sakura blinked as Tomoyo continued to stare right into her emerald eyes. "Tomoyo, what else is bothering you?"
"Umm, Sakura, do you know what would be the best wedding present from the maid of honour?" Tomoyo asked slowly, still maintaining eye contact.
"Me signing a year-long contract to model your clothes without complaints?"
"Oh! You were going to do that for me? I love you!" Even though the room was dim, Sakura was practically blinded by the twinkling stars in her amethyst eyes.
"You wish, buddy. But really, what is it?" Sakura took another sip of her hot chocolate.
"I want you to help me test Syaoran's faithfulness."
"Huh?" Her voice slightly muffled in her cup as she decided to drink the rest of her drink. "How do you want me to do that?"
"I want you to seduce him."
Sakura sputtered out her hot chocolate.
"WHAT?!"
Syaoran stirred in his sleep. "What the heck, I swear I just heard Sakura…" He opened one eye to look at his fiancée's sleeping form beside him. He brought himself closer to spoon her by wrapping his arm around her stomach. To his surprise, he didn't feel her silk night gown that she always wore. "Tomoyo, are you sleeping in the nude?" His arousal spiked at the thought as he continued to slide his hand further up her body. Nope, no article of clothing was found. He smirked inwardly.
"Tomoyo?" He rubbed the underside of her breasts, causing her to moan slightly.
"Tomoyo," he leaned his lips over to her ear and blew slightly into it, making her shiver visibly. She moaned a bit louder this time as his hand made contact with her hardened nipples. He moved his lips down to her neck, making her arch into his body. His arousal made its way down his body. He groaned and set himself on top of her.
"Syaoran…"
He rubbed her gently at her entrance, feeling the moisture from her opening.
"Syaoran…"
Just when he was about to push into her, he opened his eyes to see that he was not on top of his fiancée.
No, it was definitely not Tomoyo.
It was definitely Sakura.
"Oh Syaoran, don't stop…"
What scared him the most was the fact that he was afraid that he couldn't.
Author's Note: There may be a few spelling and grammatical errors, but I'm too tired to thoroughly go through it. I have class tomorrow, sigh.
However, expect the next chapter soon.
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