Black Roses

Genre: Angst/ Romance/ Tragedy

Rating: M

Chapter 14: Guest

This is rather going to be a shorter chapter of all that is happening in the Kinomoto household. There will be a whole lot of swearing but then again, this story is M rated so whatever.

I hope you guys liked the last chapter since I didn't think I was able to convey the scene properly to you. Tell me if I did any mistakes or stuff… I need to KNOW!

Anyway thank you all for the loving reviews and I hope you keep reviewing for future chapters. This story has just begun so I might take to a stretch of 20 or 25 chapters, maybe even more so bare with me and be patient!

Disclaimer: I don't own.

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

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rosedreamer101, AngelEmCuti, xhikarix and -Kori Kage Tenshi-

Love you all for your support and I write this chapter and all the coming ones for you, the people who had supported this fic since the beginning!

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She opened the door to see a complete ruckus of her so-called 'home'. Tsubaki was sitting on the half torn couch watching the TV, Lira was in the kitchen washing the dishes. Eriol had gone over to Tomoyo's, Her father was in his room while, she presumed, that Akamaru and Kouji would be upstairs. She sighed as she read her surroundings, giving up on trying to put things right. She pulled her school bag up on her shoulders and walked straight towards the stairs.

She put her foot on the step and started ascending the stairs. She could feel her legs giving out on her. She was tired, she knew that for sure. With all the energy that she had exerted in trying not to scream on her way back was now taking it's toll. She was furious, so furious that she even came to the decision that Syaoran would not receive a kiss good bye that night. And she stood firm on her word after the sort of rash driving he did.

She turned to the small walkway to see all the doors shut. Loud banging could be heard from the room next to hers. It was Akamaru and his hard rock. She swore sometimes that there was no possible, even genetic, way that Akamaru was her brother. She shook her head and went up to her room. But as she opened the door, she saw the small boy sitting in front of her, on the floor, his hands gripping a small pencil haphazardly. He looked up at her with his innocent face and beamed at her with a big smile. Sakura, who had her eyes narrowed in irritation and depression, suddenly relaxed and softened her eyes as she saw the innocent boy smiling at her.

She walked to him, sliding the bag down her arm on her way, and bent to him saying, "What are you making Kouji-kun…?"

The little boy maneuvered his hands on to the paper which was placed directly in front of him and lifted it up the opposite way so that Sakura could see. Sakura saw the picture and looked back at Kouji in shock. It was either that Sakura was terrible in deciphering little kids' drawings or had Kouji just made a picture of Sakura holding his hand and smiling?

Sakura sat down on the ground on her knees and just looked at the child. He had so many of his mother's features. It was really as if he was just a boy version of his own mother. But these features, which generally brought Sakura to the breaking point, would always soothe her when they were held by this little boy. The little child who was brought in this world unwanted. A child which was, in technical terms, illegitimate. It was just unfair for a child of this age to be called illegal.

"Nee-chan, can I sleep with you tonight?" He asked in his soft childish voice.

Sakura smiled to him again, pulling her hands out and directing Kouji to come into her arms. He did so, just crawling to her and falling into her arms. Sakura picked him up with full force and went towards the bed, leaving behind the papers on the floor. They could be dealt with later. She placed the boy on the opposite side and lay next to him.

Kouji skidded down till his head was in her lap. Sakura leaned to the head board, choosing that she would sleep without eating that night. She wasn't really hungry either, owing to the brilliant fact that Syaoran had chased away her hunger by his driving madness.

A sweet curving smile descended upon Sakura's delicate features, her eyes closing as she waved her hands through the hair of the boy in her lap. Every thought of Syaoran made her smile. She would generally frown when she would at all mention smoking in front of him, but when he wasn't around, she would even smile at that trait. And as far as she was most concerned, he chose never to even light a cigarette in front of her. And he had also promised her that he would try to stop, and she trusted him.

She opened her eyes again as she looked into her lap. The little eyelids were shut and his chest was rising and falling steadily. His hair were cut short and very silky as all Japanese hair. She wrinkled her nose as she saw the huge stain of markers on his shirt but then shrugged it off, thinking of when she would get time to wash it off.

It was just too unfair for this child. He had been through so many hardships that, in the long run, she felt just so much shame on her own accord. She had always piped up about how unfair and utterly humiliating it was to live with a father who had done such indecent acts. She never once really though of how these children felt, what they had to go through. She felt pity and guilt for them.

She had really began to love Kouji like a little brother. He was just so naïve and innocent that there was no way anyone could not love him, exceptions being his own brother who hated him. But Kouji was a darling to Sakura and so she chose to be a darling to him. He had once told her that he was very happy to have a sister like her, and so she chose to be his older sister, the loving sister, and loving family he never had.

Just as she was thinking of Kouji, she felt her eye lids go heavy and soon enough she was off into a deep slumber.

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"Wei, do we have something to eat? I'm hungry…" Syaoran groaned as he looked towards his butler.

Wei nodded and escaped into the kitchen to get Syaoran something to eat. After all the driving and the lovemaking, Syaoran was left very hungry, quite the contrary to how Sakura felt. He ran to his room, slipping off the book bag at the entrance of his door. It was 9 o'clock and he was not at all feeling sleepy, again in contrast of how Sakura felt. He ruffled his hair as he thought of what he would do next.

He held the sword in his hand. The sword which Sakura had been ever so bewildered about. Sakura had studied it, marveled at the carved Chinese syllables on the metal, tracing every word with her delicate fingers like a small child. He held it firm in his hands and chose that it was for the best if he left the training for later. He had not at all even opened a single book ever since he had got back from school and his mid terms were close enough as it was. Eriol had come over to study a bit, but he knew Eriol enough to know that Eriol would NEVER study with Tomoyo around.

Syaoran groaned at the thought of what Tomoyo and Eriol would be doing together. He didn't even want to think about the whole scenario. But as he was about to sit down at his writing table, a figure burst into his room. Syaoran quickly turned his head towards the door. The door banged to the door hard and the next thing he knew, he was on the ground with two strong and firm arms around him. His eyes were left irritated and shocked altogether.

"M-Meilin when did you come!?!?!" Syaoran groaned aloud as he felt Meilin around his neck.

"Nice to see you too, Syaoran!" Meiling said skeptically as she pulled away from Syaoran, still having her arms around his neck, and staring at his face.

Syaoran pulled away from the grip and got up on his feet. Meilin sprang up in front of him and beamed at him, lifting her head to get a view of his handsome face.

As if it wasn't lethal enough for the door, it was thrashed open again and hit the wall behind it again with a loud bang. His wall was seriously going to be damaged. He looked up to see a woman in her early thirties running towards her.

"SYAORAN!!" She screamed at him as she crashed into him, crushing Meilin into Syaoran in between.

Syaoran could feel himself choke with the power that was being inflicting upon him by the female beings around him. The older woman pulled away and pinched his cheeks, "You have grown up soooo much!"

Yet again, the door burst open. Syaoran was really getting irritated now. He glared towards the door when it hit the wall again to see an ever so excited Tomoyo enter. The older woman just abandoned Syaoran as she squeezed hard on Tomoyo, suffocating her. But it would be incorrect to say that all the pain was being inflicting upon Tomoyo because she was hugging the older woman just as hard with her eyes closed.

"It's so nice to be with you guys again!" The woman squealed.

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"It's been ages since we last got together!" Feimei said as she took a sip of the coffee handed down to her.

"Yup and it's nice to have you guys give us a surprise." Tomoyo replied, taking a sip from her mug.

Everyone was sitting around the very lightly lit fire, each of them holding a coffee mug in their hands.

"Syaoran, did you miss me!?!" Meilin asked, her eyes becoming starry.

Syaoran looked down at the 12 year old girl in front of him and thought for a second. If it was up to him, he would have surely wanted to forget she ever existed but alas, fate had been cruel to him and she was made his cousin. He closed his eyes sighed.

"No." He stated firmly.

Meilin's face fell for a few seconds before lighting up again, "You joke too much!"

Meilin was the same as she always was, her long black hair falling on her sides in two high ponies. Her wide brown eyes were always shiny with anticipation and mischief. She had a fair complexion and a normal height of 5 feet one inch. It was a good height for a 12 year old girl.

Meilin had a long history of irritatng Syaoran. She had the silliest crush on him since forever, always pretending that he was her boyfriend and they would grow up to get married. He on the other hand, never really appreciated her company. She wasn't really a total annoyance, but enough to make him get up and go away. But he too admit he didn't completely hate her due to the fact that she had always acknowledged him like no one else did, she liked him for who he was. She didn't exactly know him like he was, but you had to give the little girl credit for never loosing spirit when it came to chasing after Syaoran who continuously kept on insulting her.

Syaoran kept quiet as every one sat in a semi circle talking about what hey had been up to.

Feimei was wearing her usual Chinese dress with the straight pants at the bottom. She had heir hair open, her flick falling on her left eye. Syaoran couldn't really understand what she was saying, all he could see was that he mouth was moving very rapidly and Tomoyo was nodding after every small phrase. Tomoyo had always enjoyed Feimie's company the most. The two girls had the same frequency when it came to music and tv and all other thing girls did. Syaoran never really understood what girls did, but whatever they did; Tomoyo and Feimei had always had the same taste in it. Even being around Sakura didn't help much because Sakura didn't… well she just didn't do anything which he could characterize as girl-thing.

"And that was when he was like smiling wide at the news!" Feimei continued.

"So you having this little fellow was a complete mistake!?!" Tomoyo exclaimed as she stared at Feimie's flat stomach.

"Ahan… I took the wrong pills and this happened!!" Feimei smiled as she stared down her own stomach.

Syaoran looked at both the girls and raised his eyebrows. Was this even a topic to be discussed in front of him? Fine, his sister was pregnant but still, it was just down right weird for him. He shook his head and closed his eyes at the thought of how weird this talk was going.

"Syaoran, grand mother said that you have to be coming to China after yu rmid term examinations. She wanted you to be there when they will be deciding to engage you-know-who with Shang Hui." Feimei said, piping down a bit when she said the last part.

Syaoran looked towards Meilin and felt pity for the girl. She would be engaged to someone she had never met before and she would have no say in it. Syaoran just shrugged away the thought of seeing his Uncle Wong again but then again, he had gotten much MUCH better in defending himself.

"So how are studies going?" Feimei asked Tomoyo, sipping her coffee again.

Just as Tomoyo opened her mouth to answer Feimei's question, the phone rang. Syaoran got up to his feet and walked towards the phone. He put his hand on the set and put the receiver on to his ear.

"What?" Syaoran said.

That was the most brilliant way of saying hello to anyone on the phone. Syaoran quietly heard what the person had to say, gave Tomoyo and disgruntled look before pointing the receiver towards her. She looked at him in confusion before holding the phone in her hand and saying, "Hello? Tomoyo here."

"Hey… I'm sorry to call you so early but I kind of forgot my Math notes at your place. Can you please bring them to school tomorrow?" The voice said.

Tomoyo smiled and said, "Sure. Where did you leave them?"

"In you room, I think on your bed." The boy answered.

"Okay. I'll put them in my bag right now. Don't worry about it." She said in the kindest and most clamed voice.

Feimei stared at Tomoyo as she nodded and listened to the phone most intently and happily.

"Me too. See you!" Tomoyo ended the call with that and came springing up towards Feimei, seating herself and holding her hot mug again.

Feimei raised her eyebrow, her expression screaming inquisitiveness. Tomoyo only smiled back and looked towards Syaoran who was now completely annoyed.

"What is with him anyway!? I mean, he just left! Cant you too have enough of each other!?!" Syaoran growled, infuriated at Tomoyo.

Tomoyo just smiled back and said, "I can have enough of him when you have enough of her…"

Her face had a very sly ad wicked look. He knew what she was talking about and it was practically impossible. Of course not, absolutely not, impossible, out of question, there was no way he could have enough of Sakura. So he had just lost his argument. He just got up, groaned and left the room.

"He? She?" Feimei said slyly before elbowing Tomoyo.

Tomoyo giggled as she saw the bewilderment in Feimei's eyes.

"Eriol and Sakura." Tomoyo said, to the point.

Feimei gave her that look, the look which meant, 'Go on!'

"They are the most amazing people ever. Sakura is my best friend, Eriol's cousin and Syaoran's girlfriend. Eriol is my boyfriend and somewhat Syaoran's friend, I think. But it couldn't be any more perfect than that!"

And then went on how perfect Eriol was at about EVERYTHING! Sakura was also discussed, Feimei being very intrigued by how her stuck up and absolutely unbearable brother could get hooked up with the most lively girl in the world. It was seriously unbelievable, Feimei had decided that Tomoyo was lying to her until Tomoyo showed them their picture. It was on her cell. Of course, it was a stolen picture. Syaoran and Sakura had their cheeks stuck together, smiling at the camera of the phone. It really did go on making Feimei choke on her coffee. She had never really seen her brother smile like that in ages. But the picture was proof enough.

Then the story continued of how Tomoyo had to sneak in, grab Syaoran's phone and then transfer the picture via Bluetooth while Syaoran had been taking a bath. He never did really find out about it. And that was when Feimei decided she wanted to meet Sakura. She wanted to meet the the girl who had made Syaoran the luckiest man alive, as Tomoyo put it.

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"You guys are both invited to my place after school!" Tomoyo exclaimed as she put a piece of cut tofu in her mouth.

Sakura and Eriol smiled and nodded.

Syaoran broke out, "WHY!?!"

"Because Feimei invited them!" Tomoyo replied hurriedly.

"Well who cares about what she says!" Syaoran growled as he stuck the fork hard into the table.

Sakura and Eriol sat their, sweat-dropping as they saw the two cousins fight over how unimportant/ important Feimei was. And as all arguments ended, the woman won. Sakura and Eriol would be coming over to the Li's and Daidouji's after school. Sakura and Eriol still were not given a single clue as to who Feimei was. But they chose not to ask, knowing they would find out soon enough. Sakura hurriedly called Lira from the washroom, telling her that she would come home late with Eriol.

And so they were off to the almost haunted house of Li Syaoran and Daidouji Tomoyo.

Sakura quietly sat in the front with her hands in her lap. Syaoran wasn't really saying much, his mood blown off. She was biting her lip, getting frantic over how Feimei would find her to be. Eriol on the other hand was very calm. He had this charm, and he knew it. He just stroked Tomoyo's hair as she sat up straight with her eyes closed and her lips curved up into a smile. She was indeed very excited to show Feimei her two best people in the world.

As always, Syaoran was driving as rashly as he could. His gear shift was rough and harsh. He was seriously in a bad mood. Sakura turned to look at Syaoran who was giving the red light a death glare. That made her smile, for he could be so childish sometimes. This was part of the list of many things which, she concluded, were not too different from Kouji's behaviour.

The car stopped with a jump at the gate and Syaoran honked the horn. The gate opened automatically in a second and he raced in again, stopping the car with a jump again. Sakura opened her door and skipped out of the car.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." Syaoran said before he opened the door.

Sakura peered inside, getting tense over the view which awaited her. She bit her lip harder as Tomoyo pushed her in. What stood in front of her was a woman in her early twenties. She looked no where like Syaoran but was still giving the typical Chinese look. She was tall and slim, very beautiful. Sakura gave her a shy smile and looked down to her feet. That was exactly when she felt the like the whole world break around her. There was the loudest scream she had ever heard of, breaking the already set record by Tsubaki. Sakura looked up in horror only to find Feimei running towards Sakura with her eyes closed and crashing into her.

"OH MY GOD! ARENT YOU THE CUTEST THING ON THIS PLANET!?!" She exclaimed as she grabbed hold of Skaura's cheeks and pinsched them harder than anything.

Sakura winced and smiled, blushing furiously on the comment. Syaoran stood next to her, sighing irritatedly, throwing his book bag down on the floor and folding his arms around his chest.

"You are just so adorable!!!" Feimei exclaimed again.

Sakura blushed even more furiously if it were possible.

"I don't really see what you saw in my brother whenyou chose him… I mean… you could have so many hunks on your feet and you chose the most boring person on the face of this planet!" Feimei said, wrinkling her nose and grunting towards her brother.

Syaoran turned to her and glared at her. Sakura could make out the sparks between their eyes as they stared at each other with their death glares. She really didn't find Syaoran boring at all. Actually, she found him a very nice challenge. And with all the things Syaoran did with her, there wouldn't be a person alive who would find it 'boring', it being rather 'entertaining'. Sakura blushed even furiously when this thought came to her.

"And you must be… ERIOL!" Feimei said, leaving behind Sakura to go and attack Eriol.

Eriol, on the other hand, was in no surprise. He was too used to this. Feimei examined from each and every perspective before declaring that Eriol was officially 'HOT!'. At this, Tomoyo blushed ever so furiously as Eriol winked at her.

"Syaoran, you so have to bring Sakura with you when you come to China!" Feimei said, her mouth half full, pointing the fork towards Syaoran as she stuffed more into her face.

Syaoran sighed. It would be a really long weekend.

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Don't say it, I know it was very short but deal with it. The next chapter will be heart breaking because I was just starting to actually like Sora... he isnt a bad dude! I mean I CREATED HIM! Anways review!

Mina Uchiha