So this is so I pretty sure that I have to keep thing above a certain rating. So there won't be a yaoi lemon in this chapter (probably not in this fic) which I have to say now is really just too bad. But what are you going to do? The powers that be make up the rules us mortals have to follow them.

Well finally the next chapter is up! dodges random fruit thrown at her. Well I'm sorry; my life has been getting in my way. Thinking about it I realise that this story has taken on a life of its own. So much so, that I'm no longer sure where it's going anymore. All the same...

Read and review it'll mean a lot.

My Life My Magic

Card Captor Sakura

Tifa Strifeheart

Chapter Eleven

About a week had passed since he and Sakura had shared a kiss on her rooms' carpeted floor and even now Yue couldn't get it out of his mind. How soft her lips felt pressed against his, how her body seemed to melt when she had sighed in surrender. With a groan he ran a hand through silver locks realising where his mind was wandering to. A place it had been wander quite a bit these past few days. Their relationship hadn't much changed; only got a tad bit tenser if that was even possible. Sakura refused to speak again on the matter, as if it had never happened. Yue was all too eager to co-operate, if only other parts of his anatomy would do the same.

What had been a suprise was the arrival of her older brother, Toya, the very next morning. More surprising still had been that the Kinomoto boy; Yue still wasn't ready to recognize him as any type of man, had his younger brother in tow. When Yue had given his brother a questioning look Yukito had merely shaken his head and continued o avert his gaze. Toya had noticed the look and disapproved glaring heatedly at Yue who was only happy to return the gesture. Sakura, not as innocently clueless as Yue would have thought, had, at the moment, jumped up declaring that she was going to get them all snacks and dragging a startled Yukito along with her. Yue could still recall Yukitos weak protests.

As the last of his younger brother disappeared from the room, Yue turned his gaze back to Toya whose eyes had never left him. Rather than glaring, Yue crossed his arms and gave Toya a cold stare. "What do you want with Yukito?" Toya snorted.

"I don't see how that's any of your business." Yue cocked his head slight to one side, face a blank sheet of ice.

"Oh? You don't see how protecting my own is any of my business."

"You say it as if Yuki belonged to you." Yue uncrossed his arms.

"Better I then you; you who broke him and left without a word." Toya flinched as if Yue had hurt him physically. "After what you did, what right do you have to come back to him?" Yue shook his main of silver hair. An agitated gesture. "He deserves better then you." As Yue had been talking Toyas face had been slowly getting darker. A reaction that Yue didn't fail to notice.

"You think I don't know that!" The strain of keeping his voice level was only too obvious to Yue who just kept silent and watched him. "I was an ass. A complete and total ass. But Yuki says that he'll try to forgive me..." This time Yue brushed his hair back behind his shoulder haughtily.

"Then I will have to correct that." Toyas head jerked up and Yue saw the blood in the other mans eyes.

"You wouldn't dare do something to-"

"Wouldn't I?" The eyebrow that Yue had raised just dared Toya to say otherwise. Realising his condition Toya looked away with a scowl.

"Yukitos giving me another chance; and that's all that I want." The fire returned to Toyas eyes as

He faced Yue. "I won't let you take that chance away from me. I don't care if you're his brother." Yue was considering a reply when Sakura came hobbling into the room on one crutch, Yukito behind her carrying a tray and cutting off whatever it was that Yue had wanted to say.

Sakura placed the two drinks that she had managed to carry with her free hand on the table and accepted Toyas help when he offered. Yukito looked over at Yue with both a pleading and determined look in his eyes. Yue had just sighed and nodded.

That family –excluding their father, of course – was a source of constant frustration to Yue and, judging by Yukitos recent behaviour, was going to be for sometime in the future as well. With a sigh, Yue dropped the book he had been trying to read before his thoughts had begun to wander. There be no more reading this night, not with the road his mind kept traveling. The only good thing about the past few weeks had been that Sakuras leg was healing up well and the cast was expected to be off in another two weeks or so. Yue had been taking Sakura to school every day and Tomoyo, and her bodyguards had been brining her home. Yue would have done it himself, he still couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that she had gotten hurt in the first place, but Sakura had refused saying that being stuck with him would have driven her mad. Yue had no problem with that. Or at least, he thought he didn't. With a sigh he flicked off the lamp and lay down. None of this thinking was doing him any good anyways.

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He stood atop Tokyo tower looking out at the sleeping city. Even as late as the position of the moon told him it was the grand city of Tokyo still glimmered rivalling the very stars in the sky. Yue looked up at the night sky. A giant Navy expanse that spread from horizon to horizon only marred by the full moon hanging low on the zenith and the stars that winked, tiny pinpricks across the sky. It was so beautiful. He had seen this sky for more years then he cared to count but it never ceased to amaze him. All the years that had past he never tired of looking up into that sky. Often Clow had been with him as he gazed. Clow would talk to him of everything and of nothing.

Yue frowned. Clow? He didn't know anyone like that. Did he? He was sure he had never met such a man, by the feeling he got when he thought of the name, Yue was sure that he wouldn't have forgotten such a man. Yue ruffled his folded wings with agitation. Only then did he realise that they were there. With a hand he swept his hair up into one arm and held up the neatly tied end to his eyes. It was so long. He would have been stared at if he'd walked down the street with it. But it had been the only hair he had ever had. Hadn't it? Letting his hair drop back down to his feet, Yue returned his gaze to the city below.

He felt, rather than heard her approach. As she always did she was quiet on her feet; barely making a sound as she crossed the metal flooring. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. Almost as if he could smell that unique aura that belonged to her alone. When she was three feet from him he opened his eyes and finally turned to face her. Sakura stared up at her the way she always had. Ever since she was a child. This was his Mistress. A young woman he had come to respect more than he ever though he could. He served her willingly; happily. He was her guardian who would protect her from the very world around them if he could.

"Yue" He bowed his head.

"Mistress." Her mouth twisted in a way that Yue would later laugh at. She hated it when he called her that and for that reason her continued to do so. There had once been a time when he would have been afraid to call her anything else. But that time had passed.

"What are you doing here?" He stared at her.

"And you Mistress? Why have you come?" She laughed. It sounded like bells.

"I came looking for you of course."

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Sakura stared at the brush in her hand. She had woken up a bit over an hour before and she was still out of it; thankfully it was a Saturday. Putting the comb back on to the table, Sakura got of the chair, with the help of her single crutch, and made her way back to the bed where she promptly sat down. Her dream the night before still had her somewhat floored. What had Yue and she been doing on the Tokyo tower? Yues hair had been so long and he had wings! But strangely, while she had been dreaming, that hadn't surprised her. Even now it was more like she couldn't picture the Yue she knew with wings looking so magical. On that Yue they had looked perfectly normal; normal and right. His eyes hadn't been their usual light blue but more of a silvery violet color that drew you to them. He had been barefoot but regal in those foreign white and powder blue robes he had been wearing. For some reason she couldn't place, That Yue seemed more real than even the Yue that was moving around on the floor below her. Sighing, Sakura stood up. Lying here thinking about it wasn't going to do her any good; she'd might as well go downstairs and see what Yue was up to. To see Yue with her own eyes.

The sound of Yues footsteps stopped at the sound of her door clicking closed. She knew that any moment he would be up the stairs and offering his help. Sure enough, Yues hurried footsteps were heard on hardwood staircase. Sakuras breath caught at the sight if the top of his sliver head but rather than the majestic Yue that floated on white wings in her dreams, the Yue she had known for years now appeared. She started as their eyes locked. It was the same Yue. Those were the same eyes that she had stared in when they stood atop Tokyo tower. Now that she looked closer their similarities were very much the same. The way they held their shoulders and the grace in their walk. Sakura shook her head suddenly breaking their eyes contact. She had to be imagining things. Yues footsteps that had stopped when they're eyes locked resumed. He was at her side in a second and Sakura couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye.

They moved down the staircase together in silence, Yue helping her and Sakura accepting his help. "Thank you." Sakura had made it a habit to thank him for his favours – a tem in their shaky truce – but this was different. She had her head down this time and the image of that Yue keeping her voice low and with a tone of awe in it as well.

"You're welcome." Sakura's head jerked up to look at him but Yue was already making his way back to the kitchen. Sakura watched his departing back till he disappeared in to the kitchen. That 'you're welcome' didn't belong to him, it belonged to that Yue that called her 'mistress.' In the kitchen Yue was just putting the finishing touches on breakfast that he had laid out on the kitchen table and only looked up at her after he had set down the two bowls of rice on the table. As was usual he pulled out a chair for her and waited for her to sit down before taking a seat across from her himself. They ate breakfast in silence Sakura still feeling awkward about her dream. For a while the silence stretched till the point that she could barely stand it any longer.

"Umm…" The doorbell chose that moment to ring. Yue excused himself and gracefully stood up to go and answer it. A long moment past. Sakura pulled herself up wondering who it could possibly be.

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Yue slowly walked out of the kitchen. He couldn't shake the dream that he had last night. Even now that the morning had come, he couldn't look at Sakura and not think of the young woman who had met him atop Tokyo tower. The woman who, in that world, he knew he had existed to protect. He had to protect her in this one to but as a promise to her father. A promise he had failed to keep. But he would do his best from here on in. He would protect Sakura like he promised. He couldn't see it but his light blue eyes flashed silver for a moment. His mind came back to the matter at hand as he came in sight if the front door. Who could possibly be here this early in the morning? He didn't have the patience to deal with Yukito and Toyas nonsense this early in the morning. Who he saw at the door had a part of him wishing that it had been Toya and his brother. Another, more honest part of him that he was just learning existed wished he could tear the person a part limb from limb. Sayaron Li stood at the door...

The brown haired boy had recovered well, looking at him now one wouldn't have guessed that he had been in a car accident only a few weeks ago. His dark eyes looked up at Yue as if ready for a fight he was sure would come. "I want to speak with Sakura." Yue leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms.

"Now what the hell would make you think I would actually allow that?" Sayaron frowned.

"You don't have the right to stop me." Yue was suddenly angry. He hid it however as he stared at the younger man.

"I don't."

"I'm Sakuras boyfriend and I will talk to her when I want to." Yue pushed off the door frame and glared down at the other man.

"You almost killed her. You have no rights as I see it. The only justice that would have been fitting would have been if you had died in that car accident." He took a step back ready to close the door. "And just to be clear, if I ever see you here again I will make sure that-" A light touch on his shoulder stopped him but he wasn't surprised. Somehow he had known that she was there yet had hoped that she wouldn't stop him. "Sakura…" He glanced back to see her shaking her head.

"I'll talk to him Yue." He turned back to Sayaron, his glare intensifying. He had no intention of leaving Sakura with him. "Please…" Without a sound Yue turned on his heel and left the two of them alone.

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So I know it's been awhile, sorry. This chapter is kinda all over the place but then so are my thought so… Well tell me what you think K. Till later.