Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura.
The Next Morning
Chapter One
Open Season
"You seem tensed,"
"I'm not." Syaoran shifted awkwardly.
There was a brief silence.
"What is it that's on your mind?" Eriol sat up.
"…"
"No really, what is it?" asked Eriol amused. Syaoran diverted his eyes from the ceiling to Eriol's nude body lying next to him and glared fiercely.
"Just how is this situation amusing?" he spat,
"Oh, but this situation is not amusing. It is delightfully satisfying in so many ways Syaoran," said Eriol with his usual infuriating grin plastered on his face.
"Who gave you permission to call me by my given name? It's still Li to you." Syaoran glared at the ceiling.
"Ooh? My, aren't we a little feisty today. How can you be so cold after we—"
"Don't say it, Hiiragizawa." growled Syaoran like a wild animal interrupting Eriol in mid-sentence.
"—just got intimate." finished Eriol a wide smile on his face.
At that, Syaoran jerked up sucking in air and throwing the sheets off his naked torso as though just realizing the incident to its full extent.
"Kami-sama, what did I just do!" he shouted, eyes wide of horror. He jumped off the bed quickly gathering his clothes scattered on the floor.
"I can't believe this, I can't believe this, I can't believe this, this isn't possible!" he hopped putting on his shirt, pants and socks as Eriol lied still on the bed looking disturbingly pleased. Fully clothed, Syaoran sprinted out the door slamming it shut behind him.
"Maa maa." murmured Eriol unenthusiastically when hearing Syaoran's frenetic steps coming back towards the door.
The door slammed open.
"A word of this Hiiragizawa and you are as good as dead." threw Syaoran before slamming the door shut once more and frenetically running away.
Frenetic footsteps coming back, door slammed open.
"And I mean it old man, I will kill you. Because this, NEVER happened." he shouted before slamming the door shut and leaving in quite a hurry. Eriol stared at the door a moment, perhaps expecting another rude entrance but finally fell back on his soft pillow. Staring at the ceiling, he chuckled, a devilish look in his eyes.
"So the chase begins," he whispered as the sun briefly disappeared behind the clouds bathing his bedroom of malevolent shadows.
Syaoran ran out of the Hiiragizawa mansion at an amazing speed. Luckily for him, neither Nakuru nor Spinel was anywhere in sight as his bolted out the manor. Syaoran stopped running at the bottom of the hill to Eriol's residence. He was leaned against a tree, catching his breath when his angry stomach let out a deep growl. Syaoran set a hand on his belly and frowned, 'Crap, I should at least have made it a Bed n' Breakfast. Damn it, I'm already starting to sound like a whore…' he sweat dropped, 'this whole thing is so wrong,' he thought disgusted at himself.
Syaoran wandered the streets of Tomoeda, starving. In the haste of his escape, he had forgotten to even put on underwear let alone grab his wallet or house key he had thrown somewhere in Hiiragizawa's room when they were… getting it on.
Syaoran blushed staring at his shoes. How had this all happened anyway? He could still remember that Saturday after-noon very clearly…
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-The Day before-
"I'm glad you could all make it," grinned Eriol at his three guests sitting in his large living room.
"It's our pleasure really, Eriol-kun you make the best tea ever!" Sakura gulped down the content of her tea cup.
"Haa, but Sakura-chan, good tea is to be seeped now gulped. You must make the flavour last." said Eriol signalling to Nakuru of a hand gesture to pour Sakura another cup.
"What is this all about Hiiragizawa? I'm sure there's more to this than a kinky tea party." said Syaoran sending Eriol sceptical looks. Eriol only smiled innocently.
"Maa maa Li-kun, why so suspicious? I was only hoping to enjoy a beautiful Saturday after-noon among good friends." at the end of that sentence Eriol shot Tomoyo, who was the third guest, a discreet look from behind his tea cup. Tomoyo's eyes slightly widened in confusion but she soon got the message.
"Ah! Sakura-chan! I just remember I had something to show you at my house. I'm sorry Eriol-kun but we have to go," Tomoyo abruptly got up.
"Eh? But Tomoyo-chan, we just got here." blinked Sakura
"Yes but it's very important," Tomoyo smiled.
"Ahh? Ok then. Gomen ne Syaoran-kun, Eriol-kun," Sakura sat up. Syaoran frowned; he knew this was some sort of wicked scheme. The door silently shut behind the two young girls, leaving Syaoran and Eriol alone in the living room. Syaoran was so deep in his thoughts that he failed to notice Eriol had moved to sit right next to him. He finally snapped out of it when he felt Eriol's lips push against his.
His astonishment was total and eyes wide of surprise. When Eriol finally broke the kiss, Syaoran took a full minute to recover from the shock. He just stood there; gaping at Eriol's smiling face.
"You sick basta—" he started menacingly before being silenced but another mouthful kiss. Eriol wrapped his arms around Syaoran who was violently trying to break free until he gradually relaxed into the kiss and soon let himself go.
Eriol smirked, it was all too easy.
We all know how that story ended.
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It was almost ten thirty when Syaoran reached the main street. Stores had just opened not long ago, but many were already swarming with busy customers. It was a common sight for a Sunday morning in Tomoeda. Syaoran suddenly felt a delicious smell tease his nostrils, nearby restaurants were starting to open. He placed a hand on his hungry stomach and was starting to consider going back to Eriol's to grab his keys when he noticed someone waving at him from outside a café.
It was Sakura.
Syaoran frowned when he noticed she wasn't alone but in Tomoyo's company. Tomoyo seemed to be monopolizing Sakura a lot for quite a time now, and that made him very suspicious. He knew Tomoyo's feelings for his girlfriend. He saw the looks Tomoyo sent Sakura and knew them too well. Syaoran couldn't help but find Tomoyo's tendencies a little unnatural but considering what he had just done with the reincarnation of his great grandfather several times removed, he was starting to reassess.
"Ohayou, Syaoran-kun!" beamed Sakura when Syaoran joined them at their table.
"Ohayou Li-kun." Tomoyo smiled to hide her disappointment as she was hoping to spend some time alone with Sakura.
"Ohayou." Syaoran smiled.
"Tomoyo-chan and I were just grabbing a bite before going to the mall, what are you doing here so early Syaoran-kun?" Sakura tilted her head sideways in confusion.
"I just came back from—err… I was just running some errands." Syaoran replied unconvincingly. Tomoyo raised a brow.
"Nee Syaoran-kun, aren't these the same clothes you were wearing yesterday at Eriol's?" asked Tomoyo, perspicacious. Syaoran sent her a sharp look but she remained unfazed.
"Erm… Yes, after you guys left, I slept over at the mansion because… of that English thing we had to do, I was just coming back from there now, when I realized I needed some milk so I made a detour. By the way Sakura, I forgot my apartment key there; can you lend me your double?" said Syaoran half-heartedly. 'I know you're lying, and I think I know why.' thought Tomoyo smiling tenderly.
"I thought you guys finished your English project months ago?" Tomoyo seeped her cup of tea. Syaoran sent her another sharp look.
"Final. Adjustments." Syaoran said through his gritted teeth.
"Hoe?" wondered Sakura feeling tension in the air, "Well, here," she handed Syaoran her key of his apartment.
"Sakura, we better get going if we want to catch the sales," Tomoyo sat up, smiling.
"Ha-Hai! Ja, matta Syaoran-kun!" said Sakura standing up and strolling after Tomoyo who was already heading out. Before leaving, Tomoyo met eyes with Syaoran. They both stared each other down.
'If he had the courage to do it,' thought Tomoyo, 'then I'll find it too.'
"Ja ne Li-kun." said Tomoyo still looking into Syaoran's eyes, smiling.
"Ja, Daidouji-san." replied Syaoran never breaking eye contact. They both stared at each other until Tomoyo turned around, leaving with Sakura as Syaoran gaze at their retreating backs...
It was noon when Syaoran got to his apartment. He closed the door and went to collapse on the couch. He listened to his apartment's comforting silence, quietly starting to wish things back to how they were when Sakura and he were still carefree ten year olds. Back then, everything was so simple.
Syaoran's return to Hong Kong after the Clow cards became Sakura cards was very short. After only a few months spent in Hong Kong, Yelan, Syaoran's mother, managed to convince the elders to have Syaoran sent back to Japan. It wasn't hard to sell them the idea; the elders were quite fond of the Sakura cards and were extremely pleased to hear of Syaoran's engagement with the mistress of these cards.
So Syaoran returned to Japan all to Sakura's joy. Sakura and he started dating shortly after Syaoran's return. They were a happy couple, hardly ever fought, never had trouble communicating, it was like they were made for each other. However, everything changed when Eriol returned to Tomoeda after his relationship with Kaho ended sourly.
Tomoyo and Eriol dated for a while, no one knows what they did or what happened during the time they were together but when they came out of their relationship, both had changed. It's hard to say if it was for the better or for the worse.
Though, Syaoran would probably say for the worse.
After that, Syaoran's relationship with Sakura steadily became bumpier. Even to this day despite their picture perfect couple looks, they were having more and more disagreements and Syaoran was sure things wouldn't get any better if Sakura heard about his affair with Eriol.
Syaoran sighed and got up. He was exhausted given that he hadn't had much sleep the night before…
He walked to his bedroom and pulled down the blinds before changing into the pyjamas that were laid on his bed. He was about to slip under the sheets when he felt something grab him by the waist. Syaoran let out a cry of surprise and whirled around to come face to face with a grinning Eriol.
"You left in such haste this morning, I felt uneasy letting you go without having said goodbye," grinned Eriol. Profiting of Syaoran's astonishment, he firmly pressed his lips against Syaoran's, who he was still holding by the waist.
Recovering from the shock, Syaoran blushed and shoved Eriol off.
"What the hell are you doing!" shouted Syaoran embarrassed that Eriol managed to steal a kiss from him.
"It is just a kiss," shrugged Eriol
"How—how can you say that! Eriol are you mad? This is wrong! Morally reprehensible! Th-this is incest!" Syaoran glared slowly moving away from Eriol before he did something else he'd regret.
"On some level, I suppose. Extremely mild though." Eriol moved towards Syaoran as Syaoran backed away.
"You're insane," Syaoran whispered, frowning as he backed into a wall, cornered.
"Yes." Eriol smiled, immobilizing Syaoran's arms by the wrists using only one hand.
"Don't," Syaoran glared trying to remove his hands, over his head on the wall, from Eriol's surprisingly strong grip. Eriol chuckled, standing four good inches taller than Syaoran, he lead a slender finger tracing down Syaoran's jawbone. He leaned forward pressing his body against Syaoran's, ready to capture his lips once more.
"P-please," moaned a helpless Syaoran.
Eriol stopped mere millimeters away from Syaoran and stood still a moment, before releasing a deep sigh. He freed Syaoran's wrists from his grip and backed away to contemplate his lover's magnificence. Syaoran had looked so small under Eriol, so frail and innocent when they made love. Somehow, that drove Eriol insane.
"Goodbye Syaoran," Eriol smiled as he disappeared into the shadows.
Syaoran slowly slumped on the wall until he sat on the floor. He stared at the rays of light escaping from the blinds and hugged his knees.
On his night table his wallet and his key were noticeable, but not his underwear.