Black Roses

Genre: Angst/ Romance/ Tragedy

Rating: T

Chapter 12: Intoxication

Nothing will be said by me in this chapter's opening since I have nothing more to say than to say that this chapter is absolutely depressing! No okay so it might have a little tinsy bit of fluff!

Anways, thank you all for the reviews!! (I have finally written the seventh chapter' lazy me)

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS.

There is use of Brief Language, Violence and Use of Alcohol in this story.

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He heard a thud from the kitchen. He ran to the kitchen to find Sakura on her knees, leaning to the fridge with another bottle in her hands, half empty.

"Could I-I… Could I drunk this your honor?" She asked, her grammar going nuts.

Syaoran looked at her in awe, surprised and confused at her sheer capacity to get drunk and even more drunk. He hurried to her, holding her from her arms and pulling her up. She had in her hand one of the Vodka bottles that his step father would generally bring in. He tried to pull her up but she forced herself down against him, hugging his lower waist.

"We need to get you to a bed, Sakura." Syaoran said.

"No your honor, I will not go to bed with you!" Sakura said in a drunk tone. "I will only go to bed with the guy who cares… about Sakura…"

Syaoran looked down at her in shock and even more worry, not wanting her to do something completely stupid.

"No one gives a fuck about me…." Sakura announced, swinging her bottle in Syaoran's face and pulling herself back on to the wall and bending on it.

"Sakura… get a hold of your-" Before Syaoran could get a hold of her, she shook at him and looked away.

"My mother didn't give a fuck, she died, leaving me behind! My brother didn't give a fuck, he ran to some fuckin' college! And now, my father doesn't give a fuck because he's too busy fucking others!" Sakura said, still half drunk.

Syaoran froze on the spot. Was this what it was all about? He was holding Sakura from her arms, shaking her slightly. Did this whole behaviour have something to do with her father with other women?

"I give a-… " Syaoran paused, noticing what he was just about to say in anger. "I care…" he said, a bit calmed down now.

"I object your honor! I don't want you to care! I only want one person…" She said, swinging her index finger in his face to make him understand that she only wanted one person.

"You know your honor, I love one boy. I don't care if he smokes!! I want him to like me too! Oh he's so handsome… come to think of it…" Sakura paused, furrowing her eye brows at Syaoran and nearing to his face.

"He looks a lot like you…" She whispered. "Do you know him your honor? His name is… I think… his name is Syaoran! I rest my case your honor!" Sakura said before falling to the ground.

Syaoran heart stopped right there and then. Of course he knew the boy named Syaoran but did Sakura really love him? Syaoran looked down at the passed out girl and then hurriedly picked her up, taking her to his room and setting her down on the bed. Then he pulled up the covers on her, it being fairly cold. She had her eyes closed and had a steady heart pace.

Syaoran sat next to her and looked down at her, her hair half wet and clinging to her face. Syaoran hadn't had sleep for along time now but he was not ready to let her sleep unsupervised in this condition. He sat next to her, thinking over at what she had said to him downstairs. He put his hand on her forehead, pushing away any extra strands of hair on her face. She didn't move even once when he touched. Being so close to her, he was starting to lose himself. His fingers traveled down from her eyes to her lips. He gently touched her pink moist lips and smiled. His heart was thumping up like it had never before. It was all that he wanted to hear from those pink lips. He smiled down at her, wanting her to get up that instant so that he could hold her in his arms just like he wanted to. His eyes gently fell on her shivering body and so he pulled up the covers to her neck, covering her completely in the green covers. Reluctantly, he got up from beside her and walked to the window, pulling the curtains close after gazing out for a bit. The clouds were getting thicker by the moment. He then turned around and left the room which was now drenched in the absolutely disgusting scent of Vodka.

He seriously wouldn't be able to sleep for the night. He lay down on the bed of the guest room, thinking about all which had happened through the course of the last two days. It was still troubling him to remember Sakura's face, her broken and hating expression when he bumped into her. He wanted to know so willingly what had disturbed her so much. But for now, all he could do lie down and wait for the sun to come up. Although one thing was agitating him a bit, and that was what was happening in Tomoyo's room. Syaoran frowned and tried to drift his thoughts to something a little more concrete and encouraging. Thoughts about a certain honey haired girl with emerald eyes.

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Syaoran rose up from the bed, rubbing his eyes a bit and then looking around. 'Was it a dream?' He thought before drinking in the details around him. The room was dark, but not as dark as his own. Instead of a double bed, he was lying on a single bed with velvety beige sheets. This was definitely not his room. He got up from his position and walked to the door, turning the handle and looking around the doorway. His mother and step father had not yet returned from China but they were to some tomorrow.

He walked down the hall, looking around to the various rooms, hoping not to find anyone, not even Wei who was bound to come back any moment from his vacation.

When he reached his room, he saw the door closed. He sighed a sigh of relief and turned the handle, knowing full well that Sakura hadn't left the room. But as he looked towards the bed, the covers were neatly folded and put to the side and the bed sheets were straightened. He looked around him to see if there was any evidence of her still having effects of last night and couldn't seem to find any. He walked to the bathroom only to find steam coming out of it. He couldn't hear the shower open from outside so there couldn't be anyone inside.

He tip toed in towards the bathroom and peaked in only to find it empty yet again. The steam was still rising from the shower which meant that it had been used only moments before. He walked in with ease and set himself straight to take a well deserved shower. The turned the tap on and let the water soothe out his skin, the bathroom being already warm by the bath taken before.

He walked downstairs, his baggies dragging with the steps and his shirt giving him slight jitters in the cold. But he wanted to wear nothing else but what he was wearing right then. He had already looked around the whole house and there was no trace of Sakura. He was getting a bit worried at what might have happened to her while he was asleep. He opened the dining room door to find it empty. His last attempt was to venture out in the cold to look for her yet again. He sighed as he opened the front door and stepped out only to find someone standing in front of him.

He stood there for a minute or so, his hair dripping shimmering droplets of water down. He was barefooted and cold in the foggy weather outside. He tilted his head sideways to fully examine the figure in front of him. Se stood there, leaning sideways to the pillar next to her with her head resting smoothly on it. She was dressed in black, presumably his own T-shirt. It had always been huge even on him and so it was even more over sized on her petite figure. The black shirt reached down till her mid-thighs and she had nothing underneath. Her creamy legs were visible and almost shivering with the cold. The neck of the shirt was so loose that it was falling over her right shoulder, revealing her pale soft neck skin. Her arms were covered till her elbows, her right arm being significantly more covered due to the slipping of the sleeve. She had her back completely turned towards him.

He, after studying her completely, walked towards the immotile girl and extended his hand to touch her, but pulled back when he heard her speak.

"No one really accepted me…" Her voice was cold and emotionless.

Syaoran let her talk, not wanting to interrupt her. He knew that the only way that she could ever feel better was to let out all of her pain and he was more than willing to be used for that purpose. He narrowed his eyes and moved closer to her, still not touching her though.

"Everyone hated me because I was the 'new girl'. The called me names, made fun of me, beat me up, tried to take advantage of me when I was older…" She said, Syaoran very well knowing that her tears were now dripping down from her eyes.

Sakura moved back a bit until she felt Syaoran behind her, then she placed her head on his chest. Her back was in perfect harmony with his body. Syaoran reluctantly placed his arms around her neck, giving her the warmth that she needed. He felt his heart pace up and his body suddenly grow warm. He could feel her half wet half dried hair under his chin, could feel her legs delicately touch his.

"I don't want to be alone again…" She whispered.

"I DON'T WANT TO BE HATED BY MY OWN FRIENDS! I don't want to be an object of display for men, Syaoran! I don't want to be looked at by people like that!" She screamed, her voice filled with force and agony. "God, WHY DO I FELL LIKE A WHORE!?!?"

He could feel the force she was putting in her words across his own chest, could hear those soft whimpers from her mouth. He frantically and forcefully made her turn around, cupping her face in his hands.

"Don't say that Sakura!" He said, looking into her eyes in anger and worry.

Her eyes had been swollen by tears, tears which she thought had dried up a long time ago. He had his hands on her shoulders so he pulled on her, extracting her into his embrace.

Sakura felt her whole body crash into his warm and inviting embrace. She clutched onto his shirt, now finally giving in to the force and letting herself completely break down in his arms. Syaoran put his arms protectively around her neck, gently stroking her half wet hair. He just stood there, holding her in his arms, not wanting to let go.

He wanted to tell her, he wanted her to know him like no one else knew him. He wanted to tell her what he had been through but how could he? He didn't have any words to describe what he had been through. They were just feelings which would be untold.

Sakura moved away from his embrace reluctantly and looked towards him, her eyes piercing into his. He held her face again in his hands and wiped away her tears. Then she pulled him down till they were both sitting on the ground, their legs down on the stairs. She knew he was trying to tell her something but how would she know unless he had told her.

She settled herself down into his embrace, her head resting on his chest. The clouds above were starting to roar again. The darkness had become thicker and rain was about to pour any minute.

"I want to know…" She whispered to him, quietly holding him even tighter.

Syaoran looked away from her for a moment, not knowing whether he had it in him to tell her. But then he decided that it was for the best. He knew he could trust her with anything.

"I was ten when my father died…" Syaoran started reluctantly but then he continued, "I had an uncle, my father's best friend, who had always been the closest to my father. I had trusted him with my dear life. Everyone in my family loved him for being so close to my father.

"But the day that he died, my Uncle started to act really weird. My mother had still been in the cemetery when Uncle Wong forcefully came in my room and…"

Syaoran could feel Sakura tense up in his arms. He knew he shouldn't have told her such things, they were too troubling even for her. He knew she would move away from his embrace but what surprised him was that she moved even closer to him, if it were even possible.

"Why?" She asked quietly.

"He told me that he loved my father as more than just a friend. And the only reason why he continued to do what he did was because I reminded him so much of my father…" Syaoran said, wincing in the long lost pain once again.

"I make my mother miserable because I look so much like my father! But by God Sakura, I would never completely blame myself for it. It's not anyone's fault that I look so much like my father…" Syaoran said forcefully.

All he wanted to explain to Sakura that none of anything was her own fault.

"We don't force such things on ourselves… they just happen!" Syaoran said reassuringly.

Sakura looked up to him, trying to understand all that he was saying. She was feeling like a million pound weight had been lifted off of her. She put up a weak smile and nodded. Syaoran looked back to her and then placed his hand behind her head, pulling her head to his chest again. Sakura stopped crying finally, just lying there in his embrace, finally happy that she got what she wanted for once.

All she wanted was to be held in these arms, wanted to be the one who he would hold so close.

"I love you…" Sakura whispered, her voice muffling in Syaoran's chest.

Syaoran just sat there, not replying at all. He wanted her to understand his answer without him saying it. He kept his lips sealed, just closing his eyes and holding the one person whom he now held so dear to him.

And just as they lie there, Syaoran felt a droplet fall on his bare foot. He looked to it to see a drop of water slipping down his foot. It had finally started to rain. He smiled as he looked up at the sky, seeing as to how the rain was starting to fall even heavier than ever before. Sakura broke away from his chest and looked up to him, "I thought you didn't like these clothes…"

Syaoran smiled down to her and hugged her tighter, "Just between you and me… I love them!"

He lightly brushed his nose to hers and Sakura let out a giggle. "You like green then?"

"My favourite colour…" Syaoran replied.

Sakura's smile widened even more as she found that out. Suddenly she got up to her feet, chuckling a bit. Syaoran stared at her curiously, waiting to find out what she was up to. But without thinking, Sakura jumped into the rain. It was nearly the end of autumn and winter was at it's start and she was prancing in the rain with only a thin shirt on. Syaoran gazed at her, smiling very slightly at how light hearted she could be. Sakura held her arms wide open, swishing from here to there in his porch. She was dancing in circles, her head turned up to look at the sky, her eyes slightly closed to block the rain from hurting her eyes.

She was giggling and laughing to herself which made Syaoran know for sure that she loved the rain. He just sat there for a while, admiring how every single drop which fell on her body slid down with such beauty. He admired how his wet shirt stuck to her every curve, the black complimenting her creamy pale legs. He watched her with want as the drops of water fell on her face, her lips curved up to the most beautiful smile, her hair splashing water all around. But how long was he to hold himself back, how long would and could he just sit there admiring what was finally his without going to her?

Her finally got up to his feet, stepping into the downpour without much hesitation. His camouflage cargoes which she had bought for him were starting to get heavy by the soaking of the water. His green shirt was also starting to cling to him with the attributes of the water. With the same sly smile, he walked quietly to the prancing figure, unsuspectingly putting his arms around her and pulling her whole body towards him, sucking her into a kiss.

Sakura's eyes suddenly shot open in surprise as she felt the force pull on her and felt those soft lips touch hers. It had all been so sudden that she didn't know how to react. But then she placed her wet hands on his cheeks, slowly closing her eyes shut and replying to his kiss. She stood there, her legs rubbing against the rough cargoes. Suddenly she felt his tongue asking permission, and she let him in. Regardless of the sudden movement and the force in the kiss, it was still extremely gentle and loving.

She felt his tongue sway with the movement of her own kiss. Her legs were starting to give away, her body shivering under his tight and loving grip. She felt his strong arms reach out to her back and gently let his finger caress her back as she moved her fingers up to his hair. She rolled her fingers in, ruffling and playing with his wet silky hair.

Suddenly she felt his arms pull her even tighter towards himself, her whole body now aching with his own. No longer did she feel any cold of the surrounding, instead feeling his warmth radiate to her. She was slowly loosing her breath but was not ready to let go of the spoiling kiss. She felt like she was literally being pulled into the kiss, as if indulging and savoring every bit of it just like the last M 'n' M of the world. She felt his grip tighten around her even more, as if getting suddenly scared of loosing what he had in his arms. Then when she knew she couldn't much more of it, both of them pulled away in unison. Sakura took in a deep breath which looked very silly to Syaoran. He smiled at her and gave her a light peck on the nose.

"I love you too…" And that was all that could've been said.

They stood there in the porch once more, watching as the rain pour down heavily, holding each other and not letting go even once. Holding her tightly in his arms, he would occasionally give her light kisses on her head and on her bare neck which would make her giggle and tilt in reflex to the ticklish feeling. She wanted nothing more, because for once, she didn't have a single care of the world. For now, all she knew was that she was being held by him and she didn't care what her father or what Touya would've thought about it. She was happy, she was happy with herself. She was happy with herself because she was happy with him.

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Hope you guys are happy with the fluff! I mean this was my best attempt yet to display to you guys all the fluff and romance between our ever so favourite couple!! WOOOOO!

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