AN: Woah... This coming out to be much longer then I originally planned. -stares-

DiSCLAiMER: Tsubasa does not belong to me. But then again, you knew that, right?

Title: Sister Complex

Chapter 3: Young Love

Summary: "...Young love is just so cute…"

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"Yukito-san?" Syaoran asked quietly, poking his head out from behind the heavy wooden doors of the Royal Library.

"Hm? Oh. Syaoran-kun!" Yukito greeted, smiling gently at the boy. "Come in."

The boy was in awe. Never had he seen so many books before in his life. There were so many books of all shapes and sizes. Books that may know the secret to the Clow Ruins. Books that might hold so much more. Fujitaka would surely be delighted if he could only skim through the pages of Clow's history.

Yukito chuckled at the boy's expression. "Impressive?" He asked simply, placing a worn out scroll on a redwood desk next to him.

Syaoran nodded his head yes. He had come to get Yukito for King Touya. Touya was looking for Yukito, but was too busy listening to Fujitaka to make the time. Since Sakura was not there, it only left Touya one thing to do…

'Hey, you. Yeah. Go find Yukito.'

Syaoran couldn't possibly turn down the king… Sakura's brother.

But… Despite Touya's orders, Syaoran had a question. He had to ask Yukito! As the wisest person in all of Clow… Surely Yukito must know something… Something to help Fujitaka… Syaoran only wanted to help the man who had been so kind… "Yu--."

"I'm afraid you won't find anything new on the Ruins here." Yukito said softly, cutting the boy off mid-sentence. "Sorry."

"…Oh." The brown haired boy mumbled.

"I suppose its all for the best, though." The priest admitted thoughtfully.

Syaoran raised a brow, tilting his head to one side in confusion. "I'm sorry?"

The light haired man chuckled. "The sooner you solved the mystery, the sooner you would leave Clow. Isn't that right?"

"…" Syaoran had never thought of it that way. He had only thought about helping Fujitaka with his excavation as quickly as possible. He never… thought that helping his fa--…Helping Fujitaka would make him leave.

Yukito smiled. It was soft and caring… sympathetic. He leaned foreward, bending down so he would be at eye level with the boy. Staring into Syaoran's eyes, the magician smiled again. "Cute."

"Eh?-!" Syaoran gasped, stepping back and blushing furiously.

"Young love is so cute." Yukito remarked. He laughed. "If only…" He sighed.

"If only…?" Syaoran repeated.

"Nothing. Nothing." Yukito said quickly, shaking his head as if scolding himself.

"Yukito-san… is there someone you---…" Syaoran began.

"Maybe you should be asking yourself." Yukito replied teasingly, avoiding the question all together.

"Ho!" Sakura squealed, covering her rosy face with her hands. "Yukito-san! Why does he have to be so---!" She began before Touya interrupted.

"So right and honest?" Touya yawned. It had to be the one thing about Yukito he disliked the most… How honest and right Yukito had to be… Like the honest wood cutter in some fable.

Sakura replied by making a strange sound. Like a muffled scream.

"You sound like a dying elephant." Touya teased.

"Touya!" Sakura snapped. "Why do you have to be so… Oh! Touya!" Sakura pouted, stomping off, making sure her brother didn't see that cherry-red face of hers.

Touya smirked. "Heh." The king laughed. "Maybe I should call you Ichigo for now on!"

"Oh!" Sakura squeaked, almost running into a pillar.

"Princess?" Syaoran asked, hearing a very familiar squeak… Without thinking, he made his was out the library, almost running into a dark haired man… "Your highness!"

"King Touya?" Yukito asked, a some what shocked expression on his face.

"I-I'm sorry!" Syaoran apologized, stepping back and bowing at Touya. King Touya… didn't like him. He felt that much… "Ah! Princess! You're going to run into that d…oor…" He gasped, running after the princess before she hurt herself anymore.

"Why do I have a feeling you had this planned?" Yukito teased, smiling softly at the King.

Touya merely shrugged in response. "Well…you know… Young love is just so cute." He replied. Pretending to act happy and cute at the last statement by flailing his arms around and doing a few clumsy twirls.

Yukito stared, wide eyed, at Touya. "You… heard…?" He said quietly. He felt… embarrassed. He couldn't believe Touya had heard that…

"Young love… Young…" Touya mumbled, running a hand through his raven hair as he spoke.

"Well… Yes… Don't you agree?" Yukito replied weakly.

The king did not speak at first. Instead, he suddenly became interested in the books and his surroundings. "…Its either A, you think I'm cute… or B, you think I'm old."

"I…I---That's not what I meant!"

"Oh? Maybe… Mature love?" The king inquired… slyly.

"Your highness, you sound like a dirty old man when you say that."

"Then what about true love?"

"Your majesty, please…"

Ichigo means Strawberry