A/N: And here is the update that everyone is looking forward to! So... enjoy! Now a word from our cured princess! Also, this is going to be the fluffy chapter. Not a lot of humor.

Sakura: (who is on anti-depressants and is sedated) T-The A-Author does not own Tsubasa. Hoe... my head feels funny.

Author: Then it's working! Please read and review!

In Which Syaoran is Stupid Enough to Take Alcohol and Sleeping Pills at the Same Time

Sakura felt great today! After going to three psychiatrists, being on anti-depressants for three weeks and being sedated with a big enough dose to make even an elephant calm, she had been cured for her bloodlust! Yay! But now she had no recollection of what had happened in the past week…. Or why there were dozens of knives in her closet (that was very messy when she had tried to get her clothing the first time. Long story short, she was carted back to the psychiatrists). And neither Fai nor Kurogane wanted to explain what had happened to her. Mokona was no help, that little daifuku cake kept running away and laughing madly every time she came close to asking.

But she couldn't wait to see Syaoran and profess her undying yet completely forgetful love to him.


Syaoran was not doing to great today. He was stumbling into the kitchen at midnight to grab something to drink and reached into the fridge without thinking straight and pulled out a wine bottle. And still in a daze, he had pushed the cork off and drank it, thinking it was chocolate milk. Stupid mistake number 1. Now, we all know Syaoran cannot hold his liquor very well so after the first swig, he became tipsy and began giggling before drinking the whole bottle and pulling another from their endless supply of wine and beer and tonic and whiskey and gin (courtesy of Fai and Mokona).

And incidentally, he reached his hand in and pulled out an orange tinted bottle containing white little objects. Hmm... I wonder what that can be. On the label, were the words 'Sleeping Pills' but Syaoran was beyond loopy now and downed the entire bottle. Stupid mistake number 2. When Sleeping Pills and a large amount of alcohol is in your system, it tends to do weird things to the brain. And the person that was going to experience those weird things was going to be our beloved, now docile Princess.

"Syaoran-kun!" Sakura burst in smiling, "I have something to tell you!" She stopped and blinked. On the floor were shattered bottles, and the ripped remains on the bottle of sleeping pills. "Ummm…… Syaoran-kun?"

On his face was an expression of dopey happiness: his cheeks were stained a healthy healthy red and his green pajamas were stained with purple and amber liquid (most likely from him guzzling down the whiskey and wine).

"Princess!" he smiled, picking himself up sluggishly and ran at lightening speed to her, bowling her over. Our poor Princess never had a chance.

Sakura turned red. She was now pinned to the floor by her true love that was currently unsober and weighed at least 150 freaking pounds! She could feel her lungs slowly being crushed by his head. Never mind the compromising position she was in, she was going to suffocate to death.

"S-Syaoran-k-kun!" she gasped, "M-Must breathe!" The pressure lightened and she drew a deep breath. But now she was looking into big woeful amber eyes.

"Why?" he asked, tears leaking out of his eyes, "Don't you love me?" She almost smiled but then remembered that he was drunk.

"Syaoran-kun, you're not sane right now," she said slowly, "Please do not do anything drastic." If Sakura was not as naive as she was now, she would've seen the smirk on his face before he reached behind her face and gave her ear a small nip. His tongue flitted out and licked her ear as she felt his warm breath. Her arms squirmed to get free.

"Eeek!" She blushed as she felt his cheek run over her own. His large hands still pinned down her own as she struggled.

Sakura could feel her stomach turn and inside her mind, she felt something in her innocent mind click.

"Syaoran," her eyes closed finally. Her limbs relaxed.

"Hmm?" He smiled. She opened her eyes and instead of the innocent plains of green, he saw deadly emerald. Her lips curled in a smile. If he was sober, he would've taken this as a signal to run for his life. But sadly he was not.

"GET OFF!" she shouted, her head connected with his, knocking him back. "I WILL KILL YOU!" She picked up a broken wine neck and pointed it threateningly at his neck. Syaoran would've been scared if he had been paying attention. Right now, he was puking his guts on the floor. Not a pretty picture.


Syaoran woke and groaned. His head felt like someone had whacked him repeatedly with a brick. And why were his clothes blue? He could've sworn he was wearing his favorite green pajamas! And why did he smell like alcohol and... yesterday's dinner?

He also had the weirdest dream that he was drunk and seducing his Princess. Hmmm...

He hesitantly got up, before collapsing back down. He heard screams and something open and close.

"Oh, Syaoran-kun," he heard a voice and instantly felt his body quake. He hesitantly looked back and wished he didn't. Behind him, Sakura was holding a broken wine bottle neck. "You're going to die."

Outside, people could hear girly screams and the sound of something crashing.

A/N: Haha... you thought this was going to end all mushy and with Sakura and Syaoran all happy. But nope! Two more chapters! Please read and review!