Author's notes: Please excuse the saccharine sweetness and uber-fluffiness of this chapter. Also, Sakura and Syaoran will be teased to death with a lot of, ahem, innuendoes, so if it offends you, please hit the back button.
Those allergic to too much S&S, E&T and M&F sweetness can read something else. Some of you will probably know what this will mean for the next chapter (evil laugh a la Mei Ling) XD
Again, much much love
to parma-violets and Blatant Subtleties for beta-ing this! You are
amazing and without your help it would be hard to keep readers happy. Little notes of thanks are at the end of the chapter : )
Shoti:Chinese for "little brother"
Chapter Music: "In Love Again" by Janice Wei-Lan (Vidal)
The Getaway Girls
Chapter 8
Party Time!
Sakura and Syaoran sat next to each other, holding hands under the table, no one the wiser for their delightful little tryst in his bedroom earlier. He gently stroked her fingers and squeezed her hand, and she smiled her lovely smile for him.
She looked up and met Syaoran's intense amber gaze. She couldn't help but smile at him, because Syaoran had given her the one thing she thought would pass her by in life: love. When he touched her arm, even when he brushed gently against her, she felt her heart leap, because she could feel how much she meant to him.
There were times, though, when she was scared by the intensity of their relationship; he was so sweet, so loving, that she wondered if he could sustain that for the rest of their lives. Could people truly be that intensely in love for so long?
But she trusted him, and every day, he proved himself worthy of her trust. That his loving, gentle, funny heart belonged in a beautiful body was a miracle Sakura felt her years of loneliness were worth living through.
Syaoran found himself smiling like a small boy at Sakura, happily drowning in her beautiful bottle-green eyes. He'd never felt so happy in his life; he'd once laughed at romantic movies and dismissed them as having no basis in fact.
But after finding Sakura, he'd begun to believe in love and wishes and rainbows. That she loved him despite his being the Li Clan heir, for who he really was—the first one who had wanted to know the real Syaoran—there were times when he felt he would burst from loving her. He knew she was a miracle in a life he had already been willing to consign to bachelorhood, and he hoped she would never change her mind about him.
Yelan watched her son and his delicately beautiful fiancee exchange loving glances and touches loaded with meaning. The change in their demeanor, the way Sakura nestled against Syaoran, the new protectiveness and possessiveness in how Syaoran acted...she couldn't help but feel giddy. Perhaps, they have made love, she thought, and she smiled. Grandchildren no longer mattered, not after seeing Syaoran so deeply in love. He reminded her of how her husband Xiaolang had once acted, and it warmed her heart. Nothing can come between them, she thought. I shall not permit it!
Gathered at the table were the elders of the Li Clan, with Yelan Li at one head of the table. Sakura's handsome, dark-haired brother Touya, who had brought his best friend Yukito Tsukishiro, and Fujitaka Kinomoto, who had been given the other place of honor at the table, represented the Kinomotos. Rounding out the guests were the sultry Mei Ling and the gorgeous blond artist she was dating, Fai Flourite, and pretty Tomoyo Daidouji, sitting next to a subdued yet still good-looking Eriol Li-Hiiragizawa.
It was hard to look at the Li table without seeing someone good-looking, for that matter, and someone more superficial would have thought that the Lis and Kinomotos were perfectly matched on that basis alone. Few would have realized how many brilliant minds were gathered around the table, because not a few Lis and Kinomotos were above pretending to be a lot less smart when it was to their advantage.
Touya was somewhat perturbed by the looks being given him and Yuki by two dark-eyed, dark-haired girls, who, though he did not know it, were Syaoran's sisters. All four were happily giggling on the other side of the table, Fuutie and Fei Mei with their hapless husbands, and deciding who to pair Shiefa and Fanren with.
"I want the silver-haired one," Shiefa giggled.
"Good, 'cause I want the dark-haired, cranky looking one...I think he's Sakura's brother!" squealed Fanren. "Imagine how much fun it will be to tickle and glomp him to death!"
The sisters dissolved into more laughter, and Syaoran looked at them apprehensively. When he noticed they were staring at Touya and Yukito, he blew out air from his mouth in exasperation, ruffling his already messy bangs. Sakura raised an eyebrow curiously.
"My sisters," Syaoran said, "are eyeing your brother and his...er...um..." What was the correct term? Partner? Boyfriend?
"Best friend, since they were in high school." Sakura supplied cheerfully, and Syaoran started. Doesn't she know? But she had turned her attention elsewhere, and Syaoran decided against telling her what she probably didn't know about her brother.
"They're gay, can't you tell?" Eriol spoke up abruptly. He was tired of his cousins' silliness, and he was still out of sorts after what happened earlier with Sonomi.
All four turned dark, laughing eyes on him.
"Yeah, we can tell. So?" Fanren raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow.
"So they won't be interested in you two superficial females. Duh," Eriol said, earning a sharp jab in the ribs from Tomoyo, who hissed, "Be nice, Blue!"
"Again, so?" Shiefa laughed. "That won't stop them from getting us pregnant. Plus, gay best friend as husband? So much better than...ahem...superficial playboys!" All four laughed hard as Eriol frowned.
"Don't mind them, Blue," Tomoyo said softly.
Eriol captured her hand under the table, and bent to whisper in Tomoyo's ear. "Anything you want, snow girl. I love you."
"Three," they said together, and they began to laugh; counting the number of times Eriol said he loved Tomoyo on a daily basis was becoming a private joke for them. Eriol bent in to brush his lips oh-so-lightly against Tomoyo's cheek, not noticing Yelan's amused eyes on them.
Across the table, Mei Ling and Fai were also holding hands under the table. Both were quiet, enjoying the warmth and nearness of the other. Presently, Fai bent down to whisper in Mei Ling's ear.
"Any regrets, my rose?"
Mei Ling raised an eyebrow. "Now that's a new one on me," she said. Fai merely smiled his large, sunny smile, a smile Mei Ling found even more endearing because she knew just how much it cost him to smile in that carefree way.
And suddenly, she knew she wanted to say something.
"Fai," she began, "I lo..." And to her surprise, Fai put a finger gently to her lips.
"I know," he said quietly.
Mei Ling's heart leapt.
"I love you, Fai. And...I don't think I've ever loved anyone this way." To her horror, she felt tears begin to brim in her eyes. Fai quickly wiped them away with a thumb, and smiled again.
"Thank you. You don't know how much that means to me," he said huskily. "Especially since I acted so fast, and practically pushed you into it..."
"Maybe I needed pushing," Mei Ling said, then laughed.
"Lovely. You're making jokes now," Fai grinned happily.
"Pretty soon I'll also have a file of dumb names to call you, Fee Fie," Mei Ling giggled.
"Lame. You need help in that department," Fai smirked. "Fortunately you're engaged to a master of nicknames, who would be glad to teach you for free."
Mei Ling's eyes flashed, and suddenly slapped at Fai's arm, which he removed barely seconds before the blow was to land. She grinned, then quickly kicked out at his shin; again, he removed his leg a split second before her foot could connect. She poked at his side to tickle him, and he dodged then retaliated a precisely jabbed finger where she was ticklish. Mei Ling yelped, then they both laughed, only to be interrupted by Yelan clearing her throat and pointedly staring at them. Fai and Mei Ling smiled sheepishly at her, then settled down.
Yelan smiled; she had seen how the two couples had been with each other, and she knew that she needn't worry about their marital futures now. Things had a way of falling into place. Syaoran had already asked her earlier for a bedroom for Sakura to stay in once the engagement was official—Chinese engagements were, after all, virtually marriage ceremonies in themselves—and Yelan had surprised him by showing him to a peach and pink room across his own which she had already prepared.
And tomorrow she would be able to seal the last few cracks when she met with two of her three appointments.
Syaoran watched his mother apprehensively because she was smiling, for once, and was being aggressively charming to the overwhelmed Fujitaka Kinomoto. The food on the table consisted of both Japanese and Chinese dishes, and even he had to admit their chef had surpassed himself. He'd wanted to feed Sakura off his chopsticks, but thought the better of it.
Finally his mother began the ritual speech. "I, Li Yelan, nominal head of the Li Clan, present to you, Kinomoto Fujitaka, my son, Li Syaoran, as a candidate for the hand of your daughter, Kinomoto Sakura. Will you accept his suit?"
"Er," Fujitaka looked slightly confused, and Syaoran smiled; like daughter, like father. Fujitaka even crinkled his eyes the same way Sakura did when she smiled. "Of course, of course." He suddenly remembered what he was supposed to say. "Oh...I give my daughter to your care, Li Syaoran, and I pray that you care for her as a true husband."
"We ask that she then accept a token of his love for her," and Yelan looked at Syaoran.
Syaoran grinned; the new rings would not arrive until next week though he'd paid extra to put a rush on them. Somewhat guiltily, he glanced at Sakura; he hadn't told her about the extra payment since she insisted on splitting the cost of their rings with him, though Syaoran knew she couldn't really afford it.
But I can, and it's not a problem for me, he thought, so why should it be a problem for her? I'll tell her later. Syaoran shook his head to dismiss the thought, then smiled; he was looking forward to his mother's and the Clan elders' shock when he didn't bring out the Li Clan ring.
Sakura saw Syaoran grin, and squeezed his hand again. He's being mischievous, my Syaoran, she thought. My Syaoran, and she giggled softly.
"As a token of my love and regard for you, Kinomoto Sakura, I, Li Syaoran, ask that you accept the ring I will give you next week," he accented the last four words pointedly, "as a promise that I shall be united with you in marriage," Syaoran said. He glanced at his mother. The other Elders gasped, but Yelan smiled calmly. How the hell does she know? Syaoran wondered. Wait, she's my mother. Why am I even asking?
He glanced over at Sakura, and couldn't help smiling. She is going to be my wife! The world will know she is Mrs. Syaoran Li!
Instead, he handed Sakura a small rolled up piece of paper. Sakura took it from him, feeling a thrill run up and down her spine. I'm going to marry him! I'm going to be Mrs. Syaoran Li!
She giggled when she opened the note and found her lines on it, written in Syaoran's bold, flowing hand. At the top was, "In case you forget, little blossom." Sakura smiled up at him, and he smiled back gently, holding out his hand for her to take in a ritual gesture, which she did.
Her voice was small but firm. "I, Kinomoto Sakura, accept your token and your love, Li Syaoran, and I promise to unite with you in marriage. With the token I will also give you, comes my acceptance of your pledge of everlasting fidelity and love." Syaoran smiled, then bent down and kissed her gently in the kiss that was supposed to seal their engagement, barely preventing himself from kissing her more deeply in front of his family. Patience, Syaoran! he admonished himself. As he looked into her eyes, he could hear the speeches wishing them health, wealth, and many children. The gifting ceremony followed, then they signed their engagement contract and drank the ceremonial wine.
Syaoran's sisters were squealing madly, Touya was frowning, Fujitaka was beaming, and the Elders were whispering.
"Syaoran," his eldest uncle Lio asked, "why aren't you using the Li Clan ring? I hear you took it out of the vault some time ago."
"Thought I'd start a new tradition; we ordered new rings. Sakura and I will both have engagement rings," Syaoran said calmly, and waited for the uproar.
It didn't come; instead, the Elders smiled at him. "Wise choice," Lio said. "You truly can lead us into the new era. But nonetheless, you should offer the clan ring to your future wife, yes?"
Syaoran sighed. He'd gotten off easy, and from the look on his mother's face, he suspected she'd had a hand in it. He sent her a thankful glance, and she smiled at him. They were applauded enthusiastically, and Syaoran blushed when Fuutie squealed, "Now you two can move in together! You can...ahem...be real lovers now!"
He felt Sakura's hand go limp in his, and he turned to see her go pink.
"Never mind that," a crotchety old aunt said, and turned to Sakura. "So, since we and Yelan approve of you...you better move in with Syaoran now and no fooling around with birth control! We want babies! And I hear you fainted earlier...Syaoran, feed her lots of meat so that she'll be sturdier!"
Sakura opened her mouth, and blushed. Syaoran smiled and whispered, "Sorry, sweetheart. Ignore them. We'll stay here for now, just as we discussed, but we'll go house hunting immediately...and I swear, I won't get you pregnant...yet. All right?"
"I...uh...what about your Elders? Don't they need you to produce an heir?" she whispered back nervously.
He gently shook his head and smiled. "Never mind them, sweetheart. I want you all to myself. We're still young." His eyes were mischievous.
Sakura sighed. "You're deciding everything!"
Syaoran touched her cheek gently. "I'm sorry. Is it a problem?" And again, a tiny twinge of guilt; he'd never told Sakura how much he'd spent on his presents for her, and about what he'd paid to rush their rings.
She looked thoughtful. "Not really...you have a point, we're practically married, and you're right," and she looked up at him, "but don't you decide anything without me!"
"I'll try not to, little blossom." Syaoran smiled the boyish grin she could never resist smiling back at, and was rewarded with her sunny smile.
"Hey!" Syaoran's lecherous uncle Shen called out from across the table, encouraged by his sisters' giggling and Tomoyo's wide, evil smile. "So, Syaoran, have you tried her out yet? I have books you can borrow...she looks like a shy little virgin!"
Syaoran stifled a smile as he heard a faint "Hoee?" from beside him. He squeezed her hand, and said softly, "I'll take care of him."
"That's for me to know," Syaoran shot back with an evil grin, "and for you to neverfind out, Uncle!"
"That's just another way of saying no!" Fanren, eyeing Touya—who had a sour expression on his face—with a huge grin, wailed.
"Yeah,shoti, and since you got caught in the tabloids anyway, why not finish what you started?" Shiefa, also single (and taking turns with Shiefa staring at Touya and Yukito) giggled madly, and Syaoran had to step on the urge to throttle her silly.
"A boy!" yelled another aunt from the end of the table. "Have a boy first, so we can call him Xiaolang after your father!"
"Hey!" Shen answered. "Don't you think they deserve to have some fun first?"
"I second the motion! Ai, Syaoran, I have pills you can take so you can last really long and make her happy!" Fei Mei yelled across the table.
Sakura had turned completely pink, and Syaoran squeezed her hand. "Sorry, little blossom; they get like this."
"Too bad I can't pass out again," she whispered.
"I don't mind if you do," he grinned. "We can play doctor again."
Sakura smiled, but didn't respond to his innuendo. She was looking across the table. "Eriol hasn't said anything," she said softly. "Isn't he usually the first to rag you about this?"
Syaoran, safe in his happy cocoon, hadn't noticed. But now, as he turned amber eyes to his enigmatic blue-eyed cousin, he noticed that Eriol was sitting quietly next to Tomoyo, watching her with sad, longing eyes.
And Sakura had noticed. Yet another reason why he loved her so.
"We'll try to help them later, okay? But honestly, he doesn't deserve it. Remember?" And Syaoran's amber eyes twinkled playfully.
"I want him and Tomoyo-chan to be happy," she said. "Please?"
Syaoran sighed. "I'll talk to him later, all right?"
"Yeah!" And Sakura almost raised herself to kiss him then stopped and blushed when she remembered where they were.
"Oh, go ahead and kiss him," Mei Ling suddenly yelled. "And if you need to know, his bedroom's the second door in the third corridor to the right of the staircase! He's got a reallybig bed!"
Hoots and jeers greeted this announcement."Don't I know it," Sakura said softly so that only her fiance could hear, and he laughed, squeezing her hand gently.
"Are they getting to you, sweetheart?"
"It's private, that's all," she protested, and he fought the urge to take her into his arms. Instead, Syaoran contented himself with stroking her arm gently, reassuringly, and smiled when Sakura smiled gratefully.
"Love you, little blossom," Syaoran said softly.
"Love you too, little—okay, big, wolf," Sakura grinned back at him.
Syaoran's eyes flickered to the Kinomotos, and he was surprised to see Fujitaka Kinomoto laughing heartily along with the rest of the Lis. Touya was glowering at Syaoran's sisters—and Syaoran felt a momentary sympathy for him—and Yukito was cheerfully trying to calm him down. He steeled himself to apologize to Touya and Fujitaka about the tabloid photos. Not going to be pleasant, he thought.
"They have to quit forcing that gakion my sister!" Touya snarled. "I already caught them in bed two nights ago!"
"You can't assume they were doing anything," Yukito said cheerfully. "Besides, the way I hear it, you barged in and pretty much had no business there."
"She was half-naked and he was...he was only in boxers!" Touya whispered fiercely. "Do you honestly think they were just cuddling? Talking about the weather?"
"Well, you never know." Yukito smiled. In a tone pitched for Touya's ears alone, he added, "And I'm glad there wasn't a word out of you about how good Syaoran looked in his underwear."
It had the desired effect; Touya started, and stared at Yukito. "Yuki...for crying out loud...I would never think that!"
"Good," Yuki smiled, then shifted the subject. "You know they're going to move in together now, don't you? They're almost as good as married in Chinese tradition."
"It's too fast," Touya sighed. "I don't want her to make a mistake, is all."
"Look at them," Yukito said. At that moment, Syaoran was bending towards Sakura, gently reassuring her in the face of the ribald comments and suggestions being thrown at them. "Does he act like someone who doesn't care?"
"That IS the problem," Touya pouted. "Yuki...if you'd just seen...he took the fight away from her, and stood between me and her without ever defending himself. He kept one eye on her, and when Sakura and I were arguing, he was listening, like...some stalker. The way he looks at her...the way...Yuki, he proposed after just over two months of dating, is that normal?"
"No," Yukito said soothingly, "but I would imagine that these are special circumstances. He has the look of someone who worships her, and I imagine the time they spend apart is torture for him."
"He could wait, you know..."
"Touya..." and Yukito looked at Touya straight in the eye, "how long did it take for you to show me you cared about me?"
Touya was silent, and so Yukito answered for him, "You were kind and friendly immediately after I transferred to Seijuu."
"That was different...you were special...oh," Touya looked back at Yukito, who smiled gently.
"You see?"
"I hate it when you're logical."
"And you prefer it when I'm otherwise," Yuki grinned.
"Pardon me," and Touya and Yukito looked up to see Syaoran standing a bit nervously beside them, "I apologize for my family's comments. They mean no harm. And about the tabloid photos...please be assured I would never expose Sakura to that on purpose."
Kid's got balls, coming over to talk to me, Touya thought in reluctant admiration. "Whatever," he said gruffly.
Fujitaka gave Touya a glance, then said graciously, "There is nothing to forgive among families, Li-kun." Syaoran bowed, and then he and Fujitaka smiled at each other.
"May I have a word, Li-kun?" Fujitaka Kinomoto asked.
"O...of course," and Syaoran indicated a small room off the main hall. He kissed Sakura gently, then joined her father in the room.
"Before anything else, I would like to apologize for...for the tabloid photos with Sakura. I assure you that I had no hand in it, and I am very sorry for embarrassing Sakura that way," Syaoran said quickly. He was fidgeting; his Kinomoto track rec
Fujitaka looked at Syaoran, and knew the young man was sincere. To put him at ease, Fujitaka laughed. "You two take good photos."
Syaoran started. "You...you're not angry, sir?"
"Well, it's not like you placed those photos there on purpose. Besides," and Fujitaka's eyes twinkled, "I imagine they helped you out in another difficult situation—with your former girlfriend, yes?"
"I..." Syaoran blushed. "Please, I love Sakura. My ex...it's been over for years."
"I don't have to know you very well to know you love my daughter," Fujitaka said softly. "Besides, that you apologized immediately...you obviously didn't mean for it to happen."
"Thank you, sir."
"I also know what happened between you and Touya, and I thank you for not retaliating when he was trying to hurt you."
Syaoran was respectfully silent; what, after all, could he say?
"I know you will take care of her. I only hope that you'll protect her from the sorrows of being a rich man's wife, Li-kun."
"Please, call me Syaoran, sir." Syaoran smiled at the older man, understanding how he could have raised such a wonderful daughter. "I think that since she doesn't see me that way, it will be easy to keep her heart happy. And I think, sir, that you're a big reason why she's such a beautiful person, both inside and out."
Fujitaka smiled. "My daughter has not had much luck in love."
"I hope I have a lifetime to make it up to her," Syaoran said softly. "Your approval and blessing mean a lot to me, sir. I've waited so long for someone like her, and Sakura tells me she had a horrible time dating before we met."
"Perhaps fate simply wished for you two to find each other at the right time," Fujitaka said kindly. He realized that he could see a lot of himself in Syaoran, and he touched the younger man's shoulder gently. "I know you will love her as much as I loved her mother, Nadeshiko."
"I apologize if we seem to have rushed into marriage," Syaoran said. "But...I just knew, the moment I met her. Women like Sakura are like falling stars; if you blink, the miracle is gone, and I couldn't have lived with myself if I'd let her go."
Fujitaka laughed, and Syaoran blushed. "It's refreshing to see a young man so honest about his feelings. I hope you stay that way for the rest of your lives together."
"Sir...you're not angry?"
"Not if you love her this much," he smiled. "Oh, and don't worry about Touya. You passed his test."
"Sir?" Syaoran looked at him curiously.
"You didn't fight back," Fujitaka smiled, and Syaoran smiled back. Fujitaka marveled at how gentle and handsome Sakura's fiance was. Well worth her long wait, he thought.
"Sir...we...I would like to move her to my home temporarily beginning tonight," Syaoran said. "I have reason to believe she may be in danger if she continues to live at home alone."
"I understand," Fujitaka smiled. "By all means."
"We have room here at the mansion for her..."
"Why not share a room? You two are engaged, after all. Besides, I wouldn't object to a grandchild or two." Syaoran could see the older man's eyes twinkling mischievously, and he blushed.
Fujitaka continued. "My final advice to you is only this: never forget why you fell in love with her, and you'll always be happy."
"I love everything about her: the way she says 'Hoee?' when she's surprised, her eyes, her open laugh, her honesty, her way of making you feel warm...I don't think I can ever not love something about her."
"Oh, you'll have your disagreements, I'm sure. But, like I said, always remember why you love her. Even when you want to strangle her for being stubborn, because she can be. All right?"
"Always, sir." Syaoran smiled gratefully. "Thank you so much, sir."
"Syaoran-kun, why not call me 'Father' from now on?"
"I would like that very much," Syaoran smiled. "I lost my father Xiaolang at an early age, and if Sakura and Touya are any indication, you must be a wonderful father."
"Thank you, Syaoran-kun," Fujitaka smiled kindly, and together, father and husband-to-be walked out of the room.
Fragments of Malice, 2
11 pm, Chinese New Year's Day
Late in the evening of Chinese New Year's Day, Kendra grimly prepared for her meeting with Yelan the next day. Video? Check. Lai in Syaoran's office planting "evidence" against Sakura? Check. Former suitor turned stalker informed of Sakura's new address? Ah, overlooked.
She dialed a number, and as soon as a husky voice answered, she got right to the point. "Do you want Sakura Kinomoto?"
"Who are you?" Suspicious, naturally.
"A friend. I can tell you where she lives now."
"Oh really?" Skeptical.
"Haven't you picked up a copy of Yes Gossip lately?"
"I don't read trash."
"What a shame," Kendra purred, "especially since she's almost naked in it."
"You lying bi..."
"Manners," Kendra said silkily. "Go ahead. Pick up a copy. You'll see your little flower in it. And I'm not going to repeat this: here's her address." Kendra read off Sakura's address from the 201 file Lai had stolen from the Picayune human resources office. And with that, she hung up. He'll take care of Sakura for me, and once he's got her, Syaoran will be free, and he'll have to see me.
She had no idea what a huge mistake she'd made.
Across town, a tall, dark-haired young man screamed in anger as he saw the photos of Sakura in the arms of another man.
He memorized the features of the man Sakura was with. Syaoran Li. I'm going to kill you for touching her.
But first...he checked a map, then his watch. Not yet midnight. Still enough time to find her new home.
And for the first time in two years, he smiled.
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