Disclaimer: I don't own CCS, Clamp does. But I do own this story.

Pairings: Syaoran x Sakura, Eriol x Tomoyo

Another chapter!

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Now, onward!

Chapter Eleven

"You'll be home soon."

Sakura couldn't believe it.

This wasn't her first time experiencing sex since she did have boyfriends before but this was her first time experiencing sex that intense and so fueled with desire and lust. Not to mention it was all done inside a cave. She didn't know why but there was something really primal and raw about the very idea. She thought it wasn't exactly a bad thing, just that it made her feel very embarrassed now that her head was clearer.

"Found the last of the pots!" Sakura announced loudly so Syaoran could hear her.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening of that same day. She and Syaoran were already back in the house and the storm had finally passed.

Turns out, when Syaoran had gone missing from the house, he had been out at the storage shed (which she didn't know even existed) to get the large sheets of thick wood which he said was usually used to board up the glass windows in case of powerful storms or when no one would occupy the island for long periods of time. He had managed to board up most of the windows but didn't get to finish his work when he eventually noticed Sakura's disappearance and left the job to go look for her.

When he reprimanded her for doing something dangerous as going out into the storm, she had thrown the same accusation back at him.

He told her that the board-ups were usually kept in the back area of the laundry room and it can be used from either the inside or outside of the glass wall to help reinforce it further. Apparently he had intended to install it from inside if the storm came too strong. When it did and he decided to put it up, it was only to find the board-ups missing. Since he hadn't been there in the last five years, he assumed someone- Eriol (and whoever he came with prior to his arrival) -must have moved them to the storage shed without letting him know.

There were ten glass panels in total but in the end, two of the four windows which hadn't been covered had been broken. A particularly thick tree branch had broken through the window by the dining area and had wrecked the interior.

Thankfully not much was broken except for a vase and a few glasses when one of the cupboards in the kitchen was thrown open. The rest of the damage was just upturned furniture, misplaced utensils, a slight mess from leaves, twigs and small rocks as well as the water that pooled on the floor from the invading rain.

In short, it could have been worse.

Sakura rearranged the pots back to their hooks against the wall and sighed.

If she hadn't left the house in the first place, all this damage could have been avoided.

"What's wrong?"

She jumped as Syaoran spoke into her ear and slid his arms around her waist. When he lowered his head to rest it against her nape and breathe in her scent, she couldn't help but blush.

Even if they had just done the deed earlier, this kind of thing was still embarrassing for her. It was like his personality went on a full 180 and though she very much liked it, it still felt overwhelming.

But Sakura didn't push him away. Not like she could anyway.

Syaoran kissed the spot on her neck before pulling away.

"Go warm yourself up with a shower first while I board the broken window and clean this mess up."

"But I want to h-"

"You can help after you finish. But you need to warm up first. We don't have a way to leave the island until the next time Fan comes back with supplies so I can't have you getting sick. We'll switch when you're done."

What he said made perfect sense so Sakura could only nod obediently.

Syaoran watched her leave without argument and proceeded to kick down what was left of the two broken glass panels still hanging on out onto the patio. He had already pulled out the tree branch which had been sticking through it earlier.

When he heard the sound of Sakura's door closing again, he turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of her entering the bathroom.

As the door closed softly behind her, Syaoran pulled on a nearby chair and sat atop it.

"Shit," he couldn't help but finally curse while leaning over with his elbows on his knees. His brows were furrowed and a serious expression was on his face. It would have been clear if anyone saw him right now that he was very troubled about something.

"You didn't do anything to her while you two were stuck here all this time, have you?!"

"I sincerely advise you not to do anything."

"Who's the one in a bind here? I'm only thinking about your best interests."

Eriol's words were echoing on repeat in his head… annoyingly so.

He wasn't exactly regretting what had happened between him and Sakura. If anything, he felt like it was bound to happen anyway. But that still didn't take away the fact that he was still being incredibly thoughtless about the situation.

Syaoran had never been the type to give in to his desires especially if he knew the consequences of his actions. Had his time in prison done this to him? Was he just so depraved of intimacy and sex that he lost control of himself?

No, he told himself with a shake of his head. It wasn't that simple. His self control was something he honed just by growing up a "Li" and it wasn't something that can easily be broken especially not by his libido.

He ran his hand through his hair before standing up and slowly getting back to work.

There was no point in thinking about this matter further. He already knew exactly why his otherwise stubborn disposition wavered, and the cause was standing on the other side of the bathroom door.

When Sakura finished bathing and changing into one of Tomoyo's silk pajamas, she returned to the scene of where the mess was supposed to be only to discover the place almost exactly as it was before the storm ravaged it.

The only indicator that anything happened there was the large pile of broken glass on one corner and the empty hole on the wall which was now covered up with wooden panels from the outside.

Syaoran was in the middle of trying to straighten out one of the legs of a side table which was currently bent.

"You work fast. You didn't leave much for me to do," Sakura pointed out as she made her way towards the pile of glass, intending to sweep it into a bag or something.

"Hold on," he said before setting down the table he had been working on. "I'll deal with that when I go get gloves from the storage shed out back."

Sakura frowned at this and Syaoran just knew she was about to suggest that she could head out to fetch it herself.

"You can start preparing dinner," he suggested before she could say anything. "All I've had today were those canned stuff in the cave. It's late but I still want to eat after I shower."

It was clear on her face that Sakura knew full well what he was trying to do but she didn't rebuke him.

This made him inwardly grateful that she was at least obedient when he wanted her to be.

Kim looked through the files given to him with a frown.

"Are these it?" he asked, obviously unsatisfied before tossing the folder back on the table. The papers inside it flew out in the process before scattering everywhere in a mess.

The names Hiiragizawa Eriol, Daidouji Tomoyo, Li Mei Lin, Li Yuan, Li Yelan, and Wang Wei were printed in large bold fonts in different pages.

"I already knew all this without your help. Everyone who knows Li does. I better not be paying the amount I agreed on with your boss for this kind of-"

"Calm yourself Mister Kim," Yao said in his usual seedy tone of voice. "This is just an initial run through. We need to learn as much about Li as possible and see where he's most vulnerable. This is how we operate. If you can't get close to the person himself, then we get to those closest to him. In order to lure out the fish you want, you need to use the right and most effective bait."

Tomoyo shuddered and slowly opened her eyes.

Lying next to her and equally naked as she was, Eriol shifted and pulled her closer to him.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

They had spent nearly the entire day only having sex and lounging around the hotel room without bothering to put their clothes on since they always ended up taking them off a while later anyway.

"Nothing. Just suddenly felt cold."

Eriol turned to the window as if by instinct when she said this and was surprised to see that it was raining. It was already late at night but just a few hours ago in the afternoon, the sky was quite clear and gave no indication at all that it would be raining that day.

He turned towards the night stand and made a grab for his cell phone.

"What're you doing?" Tomoyo asked him as he started sliding his finger across the screen.

His brows rose as he read whatever it was on the display.

"I think this rain is from the storm that chased us off the island."

"What do you mean?"

"I guess it moved quicker than expected. That's good news for Syaoran and Sakura at least."

At the mention of her newfound friend, Tomoyo sighed before resting her chin on Eriol's bare chest.

"I miss Sakura already. I can't wait to see her again. I really liked talking to her. She's a very sweet girl you know? She's unlike most girls our age nowadays. She seems like the innocent and obedient type."

"Of course you're not," Syaoran muttered when he stepped out a while later only to see the broken shards of glass neatly piled inside a reinforced trash bag. The thick gloves which were supposed to be in the storage shed were laid neatly on the floor beside it.

Yes, she definitely wasn't the obedient type especially not when her mind was set on doing something. She simply looked the part of one.

"Hmm?" Sakura looked up at him with an innocent expression while she went on setting the table.

"Nothing," he said with a little shake of his head. "Are you done cooking? Need any help?"

"You can just sit down," she said in the very same tone he had used on her earlier when he insisted she take a bath instead of helping him with the cleaning. "I'm already done. I cooked up something simple so it didn't take long."

Syaoran walked over towards her and planted his lips on her forehead. She blushed.

"W-What?"

He looked at her closely and couldn't help but sigh before pressing his forehead against hers.

I think I like you more than I would ever dare to admit right now, he answered in his head, but out loud he said "Nothing at all."

The following weeks came in a blur until roughly two months had passed. And during that time, Sakura felt like she was living a dream… even if they've never had sex since that first time.

At first Sakura had thought Syaoran regretted ever touching her but she was quickly proven otherwise by the fact that he often grabbed every opportunity he could find to kiss her and do every other thing he could think of with her except going all the way.

When Sakura brought this up with him, he simply said it was because they shouldn't be reckless about it. They didn't have any form of protection on the island and the last thing either of them needed was to get Sakura pregnant.

After hearing his explanation, Sakura felt more touched than ever that he took her own future into consideration, mainly because she never even thought about this possibility on her own.

So since then, they've simply lived on Seven doing anything and everything they could think of. Swimming, fishing, clamming, exploring (though Sakura was particularly wary of this), building sand castles, watching movies, experimenting with cooking, playing board games and puzzles left by Eriol and Tomoyo… they did it all and between that, a lot of flirting and fooling around also took place that the pair of them quite probably have memorized every part of each other's bodies.

At first Sakura was extremely hesitant and self-conscious, but with Syaoran coaxing her into baring herself to him day after day and showering her with praises of how perfect he thought she was… it would make any girl submit.

But as more and more days passed, Sakura couldn't help but think of Eriol more and more. The words he had left behind haunted her and even more so now that she had developed this kind of relationship with Syaoran.

Did his words back then still apply now? Will all this be broken when they leave the island?

Deep down, she knew she would be unable to forget Syaoran now. Not after everything they've done and been through since setting foot on Seven.

Sakura sighed. Eriol had said that she and Syaoran would be out of the island after three months at most. Two months and six days have already passed and she couldn't help the feeling that the day he had meant was coming very soon.

"What are you sighing about?"

Sakura jumped as she felt his breath close against her ear and without even bothering to ask, he shamelessly pulled up the bottom hem of her dress to run his hand onto her bare skin. One of his hands immediately settled with probing the spot between her legs through her underwear while the other traveled even higher before slipping through her bra to touch her breast.

Gasping in both surprise (Sakura still couldn't get used to this despite her willingness to participate) and pleasure.

She leaned back against his wide and muscular chest and was pleased to find that he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Hmm?" Syaoran asked again and rather calmly despite what he was currently doing to her.

Sakura couldn't even get a word out. Instead, her breathing hitched as she felt his fingers finally slip through the thin fabric separating him from his objective.

Weak in the knees, she felt herself loose what little strength she had left in her legs before they finally gave way and Syaoran caught her.

A chuckle escaped between his lips and he immediately withdrew both his hands to start fixing her clothes.

When he smoothed out her dress, leaving no indication at all that he did what he did save for the slight flush on Sakura's face, he pulled her around to face him.

"So? What were you sighing about?" he asked again.

He had a boyishly satisfied grin on his handsome face that Sakura couldn't even find it in herself to get angry at him for teasing her like that so shamelessly… and not even finishing.

Instead, Sakura sighed again and rested her head against his chest.

"It's nothing," she lied to him. She knew that he knew that she was lying and was surprised when he didn't say anything except wrap his arms around her. "Syaoran?"

"I just want to stay like this a little," he said before pressing his face against the top of her head and breathing in her scent, this had become a habit of his ever since they got close. He found it intoxicating.

This surprised Sakura even more than that little groping session that happened just now. Despite how close she and Syaoran have become in the last couple of weeks, he was still not the type to admit and say these kinds of things easily… that is, except when they were high with lust and engaged in extremely intimate activities. Then he would just about say anything that would make the dirtiest woman alive blush.

Sakura bit her lip.

He knew, she was sure of it. Though Syaoran was the complete opposite of Sakura when it came to hiding thoughts, even she was able to pick up something from his mood lately. She never mentioned it to him basically because she didn't want to admit there was a change. A change would mean it was the end to their little blissful world.

But there was no denying it now.

"Syaoran?"

"Hmm?"

"Are we going to leave this island soon?"

He didn't reply right away.

Instead, he pulled back slightly in order to look down and see her face.

"You'll be home soon."

When he said these words, Sakura could feel a large portion of her heart break. They were technically together… or, were they? They never actually discussed their relationship since neither of them brought it up nor felt the need to. They had just been acting purely on instinct and their need for intimacy.

So, what now? What should they do now?

Sakura waited for him to say more after this. She wanted him to say that they could always stay together even after they leave the island, or that they could start dating properly once they get back to civilization.

They looked at each other for a long while, simply staring into each other's eyes and getting lost in them.

Sakura waited… and waited… and waited…

But Syaoran never said anything.

He woke up as usual the next day. There was no indication at all as to the sudden dip in his relationship with Sakura after their little talk the previous night. But whenever he closed his eyes for longer than a second, he couldn't help but remember the look on her face. It was both that of hurt and hope at the same time.

For the past few weeks, his head has been completely wrapped around her and it mostly involved them being intimate. Her pleasure stricken face, her lust-filled moans… but now… all that his brain could process or care to remember was her face last night.

When Sakura finally voiced the very thing he had been thinking about for a while now, Syaoran was finally forced to face the reality he had been purposefully avoiding.

Just like he knew Sakura had been thinking about the end of their little dream, he too had been doing the same.

The three month mark that Eriol gave was nearing and that man, much like himself, always stuck to his word. He will come and soon.

Fan had returned to restock supplies for them a month ago but now they were running low on everything. He should have been back by now to restock their supplies again had it been planned that Syaoran and Sakura were to stay there the full three months. But he didn't and Syaoran could only assume that Eriol told the sailor not to bother delivering any more since they'll be leaving the island before they'll need them.

Syaoran got out of bed and quickly threw on a fresh shirt before heading out and walking directly towards the kitchen. He checked the contents of the fridge and the cabinets. There was probably enough to last them another week and a half, but since Fan couldn't have accounted for them to eat fresh fish and clams, he might assume that their food supply will only last for another five days.

"Five days huh…"

"What do you mean?"

"I do have my contacts Mister Kim"

Yao's voice was rather smug as he said this.

"Then this is good news… yes, this is very good news. What do we do from here?"

"My men and I can take care of everything so you don't have to g-"

"No!"

"Joon-ho?"

When he heard his name, he quickly covered his cell phone and looked up towards the closed door. He was currently inside the toilet of the restaurant he and his friends were currently having dinner at.

"Joon-ho? You all right in there? You're taking quite a while."

"I'm fine! I'll be right out!" he shouted before turning around and covering his phone with his hand then speaking into it. "I'll give you a call later Yao. Start coming up with a plan. But when you finally get your hands on Li, I will be there and you won't do a thing until then. Once you get an estimate to his return to Hong Kong or wherever he'll turn up, tell me and I'll get on a plane before then."

Syaoran was wrong.

Fan didn't come to pick them up five days later. He didn't even come three days later, which he thought was more likely. Instead, the young captain had actually showed up the very next day… and he didn't come alone.

Author's Note:

A little more reveal on the bad guys!

The next chapters will bring even more information about them so thank you guys for the patience. I know I have kept them in the dark for so long. It is about time things started rolling.

Syaoran and Sakura can't stay in their little bubble forever after all. (Unfortunately.)

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!

'Til next time! Ja ne!

Raeny