A Date with Destiny
Sakura likes Eriol. To prevent a heartbreak she goes out with Syaoran aka Destiny. Now, Sakura thinks she's falling in love with Syaoran, instead of Eriol... SS, ET
Ages: Sakura: 16 – Syaoran: 17
Genre: Romance/Humour
Disclaimer: Clamp – not me…
Chapter 12: Destiny, Part 1
"Dance like no one is watching.
Sing like no one is listening.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Live like it's heaven on earth."
- Allegedly by Mark Twain
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Syaoran…
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"No!" Sakura groaned as she examined herself in the mirror. "I'm going to a wedding, not a birthday party! Tomoyo!!!" Sakura whined as her friend glared at her playfully.
"Either you shut up Sakura, or I'll shove a needle up your butt!"
Sakura yelped as she looked over her shoulder to find Tomoyo pinning some fabric together. For Fanrans wedding, Sakura decided that Tomoyo would design her clothing for her. Chiharu was sitting, sucking on a lollipop, smirking randomly at Sakura's dismay.
"Having fun, Kura?"
"Shut up!" Sakura shot at Chiharu who merely giggled. Rika snorted as she sat crossed legged on the bed, watching Tomoyo fuss over Sakura.
"Sakura stop moving!" Tomoyo groaned. Sakura grinned sheepishly over at her before taking the chocolate bar Naoko handed her. Eating it, rather slowly as to not bother the tailor (Tomoyo), Sakura glanced at Chiharu and raised a brow.
"Where'd Takashi take Syaoran?" She asked. Chiharu shrugged.
"No idea. All he said was that it was a guy's night out. He took Eriol with him too. I seriously hope Syaoran and Eriol make it out alive."
Rika snorted. "It's Takashi; do you honestly think they stand a chance?"
"You're talking Syaoran and Eriol," Sakura rolled her eyes; "they can make Takashi run to his grave if either gets pissed off too badly."
"They both are so intimidating!" Naoko whistled low. "I mean, here's Hiiragizawa, looks innocent right? Not even… that man has more mystery up his sleeve than Houdini! And then there's Li. He looks as evil as he is!"
"Syaoran so does not look evil!" Sakura snorted but Rika rolled her eyes.
"Yes he does! He'd be a great corporate leader."
"He would," Chiharu nodded in agreement and Sakura twitched, wanting to stomp, but that being physically out of her league, seeing as Tomoyo had her wrapped in white garb.
"Don't diss my man!" Sakura grinned playfully as Chiharu hooted, loving how they were all joking around. Syaoran had said that he'd be there to pick up Sakura from Tomoyo's house around 4pm, that way he had time to prep Sakura on what to do, what to expect and what not to expect at their divinity wedding.
"Ohhh," Naoko teased, "possessive are we?"
"Just messing," Sakura rolled her eyes and Rika coughed in a yeah right type of sound. Sakura shot her a stealthy glare and was about to move when Tomoyo jabbed a pin into her left butt cheek.
"OOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Sakura screamed, jerking away from Tomoyo, who grinned innocently.
"Oh? Did I do that?"
"You're an asshole, you know that…" Sakura muttered dryly as she stood back in front of Tomoyo.
"Thank you!" Tomoyo grinned as she stood up, "I'm done, all I have to do now is sew it together. An hour tops, Chiharu, Rika, Naoko, get her makeup and hair done. Syaoran's gonna be here in a few hours!"
Before Sakura knew it, she was pulled into the bathroom and pushed down into a chair while Chiharu took over her hair, Naoko doing her nails and Rika pressing brushes against Sakura's face, attempting to do her make up. Within their budgeted time limit, Sakura was dressed, prepped and fancied to perfection. Examining herself in the mirror, Sakura's eyes blew up wide, witnessing how she looked.
She was wearing a white dress that was off the shoulder strapless, wrapping tightly around the low-rise of her shoulders. The neck curved down and arched perfectly above her breasts, giving just enough cleavage. Twirling down her body, the material was tight and wrapped around her body, a long silver stem of material wrapping firmly around her luscious body. A plain white coloured dress, yet leaving just enough body for the imagination. A slit ran up Sakura's leg as she wore white high-heels. Her hair was tied up in an intricate chignon and she had just enough make-up to accent her features.
"How perfect!" Tomoyo squealed. Just as Tomoyo went to do the final touches on Sakura's hair, the doorbell rang and Chiharu squealed, sprinting out of the room to go open the door. She knew, as well as everybody else that behind the door was none other than…
"Li Syaoran! Get your ass upstairs and escort her to the wedding! Oh my lord she looks so pretty and you aren't looking too shabby yourself!" Chiharu laughed as she looped her hand around Syaoran's arm and led him upstairs. Syaoran wore a black and white tuxedo with a tie. He looked like how any guy should look at a wedding, but, this was Sakura's best friend so he had to expect something different from her.
Syaoran knocked on the door and heard a faint voice call out, "Enter!"
Pushing the door aside, his breath caught in his throat as he saw the beautiful woman standing before him. Unable to say anything, he merely walked up to her and revealed a red rose. Smiling slightly, Sakura took the rose from him as he lifted her left hand knuckle, pressing his lips against it softly.
"You're looking better than the bride," He whispered and the girls could've sworn they died of mushiness. Tomoyo, somehow conjuring up a camera, clicked endless photos of Syaoran and Sakura staring dreamily into each others eyes. Within five minutes of Syaoran's arrival, Tomoyo knocked into her senses and literally shoved the two out of her house.
"Go to the wedding and have some fun! Sakura, report back to me after duty!"
Sakura rolled her eyes and waved at her friends before leaving the house with Syaoran. Smiling up at him, she complimented him as well. "You are looking rather fine, if I do say so myself."
Syaoran chuckled low and Sakura felt them teleport to his world. She was already used to the feeling…
"Well you took the words out of my mouth. I did not expect a woman to look as stunning as you."
"You flatter me."
"The one thing I do best."
Sakura giggled as they walked into the wedding hall. The bouncer at the door nodded at Syaoran as Syaoran's hand slipped around Sakura's waist. Her head rested on his shoulder as they headed towards their seat near the front row.
"Aren't you part of the ceremony?"
Syaoran shook his head. "Nah, I was supposed to be his groomsman, but I declined."
"Why?!" Sakura gasped, rather surprised.
"Who else would keep you company in a boring wedding where you only know Ryu Ling, Hitomi and Hikaru Watanabe?"
"Ryu and the twins?" Sakura raised a brow and Syaoran rolled his eyes, wrapping his arm tightly around her shoulders. She smiled as her head leaned on his shoulder, her heart racing considerably.
"I can't believe I finally found you," he murmured softly so that only she heard. Sakura giggled as her fingers played on his thigh, drawing random patterns. He had to stop himself from getting excited.
"You waited a few thousand years, isn't that enough?" Sakura teased playfully as he pressed a light kiss to her temple.
Unknown to the two, a certain Watanabe had walked inside and had taken his seat two rows behind Syaoran and Sakura and was watching them intently, a devious plot running through his mind.
'I'll get you,' he though, his attention breaking when the bridal march began. Sakura and Syaoran turned around and Sakura's breath caught in her throat as she saw Fanran walking down the aisle with an elderly looking man by her side.
"That's God's human form," Syaoran whispered in Sakura's ear, whose eyes widened even more. Fanran and God passed by where Syaoran and Sakura were sitting and made it up to the alter where Fanran's soon-to-be husband was waiting. Interlacing his hands with Sakura's, Syaoran leaned back, a broad smile on his face.
Things just could not get any better…
That evening, at the reception, Sakura burst out laughing at random jokes Hikaru and Hitomi shot out. Ryu had his arm wrapped around Sakura's shoulder and she grinned as she sipped her drink. Ryu was like an older brother to her and she was grateful. Syaoran was mingling with his brother-in-law, and Sakura didn't mind.
Glancing up at him, Sakura's heart started racing as he laughed at a joke somebody made. An unknown feeling fluttered in her stomach and Ryu squeezed her shoulder. She looked up.
"You love him?"
Sakura raised a brow. "I –uh… really like him…" She said softly.
Ryu chuckled. "I got the same way around Mei Lin. Sweetheart you're staring at him…"
Shoving Ryu in the rib, Sakura broke out from his hold and he sighed sadly. "Why do women always run away from me?"
"Take a shower," Hikaru suggested, "perhaps then women would want to stay close to you."
"That wasn't funny asshole." He snorted and Sakura laughed as she walked away, trying to find some other source of refreshment. Water was getting drab.
Wondering off to the kitchen area, Sakura didn't notice that she was secluded from the group at the reception. About to open the doors to the kitchen, she felt somebody wrap their arm around her waist and squeeze tightly. She was about to say something when she felt herself being hoisted into the air and thrown over a shoulder. Catching a glimpse of black hair, her eyes widened.
It wasn't Syaoran.
"WINDY!" She screamed but her magic didn't work. Heart accelerating, she started struggling, screaming and kicking. She felt herself being thrown onto a table and instantly she backed up. She was sitting on a table, at the far end with her captor on the opposite side…
"Good evening, Sakura…"
Sakura's eyes widened. "Shin…"
"Where's Sakura?" Syaoran said, returning to Ryu, Hikaru and Hitomi. Ryu shrugged.
"She just left after Hikaru dissed me—where is she?"
Syaoran frowned as he glanced around the room. His temper started rising as he didn't notice Shin anywhere either.
"Where's your cousin?" He said, turning to Hikaru and Hitomi. Instantly, fear shot through their eyes.
"Oh fuck…" Syaoran whispered as they all separated, silently searching for Sakura, trying not to cause an uproar within the reception. It was the first wedding between the Li siblings and Syaoran didn't want to ruin it.
Who knew? Maybe Sakura wasn't with Shin…
"WATERY!" Sakura screamed as Shin started advancing up to her. Again, her magic didn't work. Panic started building up in her stomach as Shin snapped his fingers. She felt her arms and legs being glued to the table and tears started forming.
"What're you doing?" She asked in a shaking voice as he climbed on top of her.
"Taking what's rightfully mine," He whispered as he straddled her, pressing his lip to her cheek, "don't worry. Your magic was bound, thanks to me- unless I release it, you're helpless."
Hearing his deceleration, Sakura's tears fell faster as Shin kissed her neck.
"GET OFF OF ME!" She roared as she attempted to move. Unlike last time, the bindings around her this time around were stronger. She wouldn't be able to break it, just like that. Trying to contain her sobs, she attempted again.
"LET ME GO! SYAORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"He won't find you. The music is blasting in the main hall." Shin smirked as he pressed his lips on Sakura's. Biting his lower lip hard, Sakura made him get off of her, just for a moment.
"You'll regret that bitch," he hissed as he moved to kiss her again. Sakura was about to yell again but he pressed his lips on hers, silencing her.
Syaoran released his aura as he stood in front of the kitchen. They couldn't find Sakura at all and Syaoran remembered that Sakura contained Clow's aura, so her aura would be distinct to find within the many magicians at the reception. His green aura danced around and he located Ryu's red aura, Hitomi's orange aura and Hikaru's blue aura. Syaoran found Shin's black aura and his heart stopped beating as he sensed a pink aura right underneath him—coming from the room to his left.
"SAKURAAAAAAAA!" He roared as he ran towards the door, tearing it down, the sight before him ripping his tolerance out of him.
Shin, on top of a sobbing Sakura.
On top of his Sakura.
Eyes glazed over, he snarled as he jumped forward and punched Shin. Not anticipating that move, Shin tumbled off of Sakura and Syaoran instantly unbound Sakura from the table and hugged her tightly, pressing her against his body.
"Syaoran!" Sakura sobbed as she hung onto him, her heart racing with both fear of Shin and love for Syaoran. He held her tightly, hugging her, crushing her to his body as he didn't want to lose the feel of her body. Syaoran's eyes shone with hatred for Shin as he lightly shoved Sakura aside.
Shin gulped, knowing he was in for a hell of a beating.
"What the fuck possessed you to believe that you could have Sakura?" Syaoran whispered in a deadly voice as he advanced towards Shin. "If you couldn't have my cousin, how the hell can you even start to think that you can have my woman?"
Sakura, for that moment, would let that possessive comment slide. Sure it made her feel warm and gushy inside but she didn't necessarily belong to anybody.
Shin snarled as he attempted to lunge at Syaoran, but he stopped him. "Don't even bother," Syaoran whispered as he punched Shin's face. Once, twice- at the third punch to the cheek, Shin crumpled up the floor. Turning around, Syaoran was walking towards Sakura.
"You okay?"
Sakura was about to nod but she got a frantic look on her face.
"BEHIND YOU!"
Whirling around, Syaoran turned in time to block an attack Shin was throwing at him. Not hesitating, Syaoran grabbed Shin around the neck and called forth flames to his fingertips, burning Shin slightly.
"Don't come after me while my back is turned," Syaoran snarled darkly as he threw Shin across the room. Shin, in fear, kept on clawing at his throat, trying to get the burning sensation away from his life-line. Eyes wide, Shin kept on clawing, wanting to get the feel of Syaoran's fingertips away from his throat.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" Shin screamed, even though Syaoran wasn't even in touching distance of him. Sakura held onto Syaoran tightly as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Instantly, Hitomi and Hikaru ran in, Ryu behind them.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" Ryu roared as he saw a sobbing Sakura, angry Syaoran and a battered up bloody Shin in the same room.
"Let's just say that that bitch over there ain't gonna be Cupids understudy anymore." Syaoran said in a deadly whisper. Hitomi and Hikaru exchanged angry glances as they lifted their cousin by the arms, harshly, and started dragging him outside.
"We're taking him to the Angel Police," Hitomi scowled, "he isn't going to keep his magic for anytime longer." Upon finishing her sentence, Hikaru dragged her cousin out, Hitomi with her. Ryu nodded at Syaoran and turned around and left the room.
Turning back to the shuddering woman in his arms, he caressed her hair softly. Silently sniffling, she looked up at him with wet eyes.
"I'm sorry I ruined your sister's reception…"Sakura whispered but Syaoran shook his head as he used the pad of his thumb to wipe away her tears.
"It's okay," he said softly, "I don't care about her reception. What if Shin actually did something to you?"
Not wanting to think about it, Sakura pulled Syaoran close to her again as she hugged him tightly, her ear pressed against his chest. After quite sometime, she pulled back slightly, and without looking at him in the eyes, she whispered the words that plagued her mind for quite sometime…
"Syaoran?"
"Hmm…"
"I—I think… I love you…"
Shock radiated through Syaoran as he used his index finger to tilt her head up. She looked so beautiful, rosy cheeks from crying, hair messy, even during her worst Syaoran saw her as her best. Leaning in forward, Syaoran's mouth was merely in touching distance of hers and he murmured… "I've loved you from the first day I saw you in my destiny…"
Smiling she brought her hand up and touched his cheek. "It was destiny…"
Syaoran chuckled as he sealed their fate with his lips, sharing their first kiss as lovers.
ONE MORE CHAPTER and then epilogue. My inspiration like died and went to hell… I NEVER do well with end of stories –sigh-
Lub,
Sakura
