Oniichan, the boyfriend killer Chapter 21: Tables turned, a card captor sakura fanfic

Chap. 21: "Tables Turned…"

Kaho's eyes slowly opened to find the faint glow of morning drifting through the drawn curtains. Glancing towards the corner of the room, she found the form of her boyfriend seated there, and frowned knowing he was being tormented by thoughts of a man, who still eluded him.

He was leaned forward, his face resting in his hands. Her heart just about broke, because she knew that posture was one of near defeat, and she didn't want such feelings consuming him. "Touya…" she whispered, worriedly.

At her voice, he sat up instantly, "Go back to sleep," his tired voice reached her ears.

"Come back to bed," she replied, the concern in her voice very clear. "Please…" Although he didn't want to move, Touya found his body listening to her silent command. Resting on his back, he stared at the ceiling, unable to get comfortable.

Jun it seemed had proven to be a far better student than he had given the man credit for. Months had trickled by without any sightings of him, and he knew the police would soon move on to important things.

On his free time he was using all his resources to figure out where he could be hiding, but that was slowly running dry. Kaho rested against his stiff side, and frowned reaching up to press a kiss to his bare chest. "Kaho…"

She paused, lifting her face to his, "Do you want me to leave?" she questioned, softly. Touya looked into her bright brown eyes, and reached up to cup her cheek.

"No," he answered, then sighed, "It's too early in the morning for me to be wired, isn't it?" he murmured, knowing he was being awful. He should not bring these feelings home with him, but lately Touya had found himself unable to shake them.

The longer Jun remained free the harder it would become for them to apprehend him. "I understand your reasons," she told him, gently. "I worry about the stress you are placing yourself…"

"It's been so long since I've had someone other than my sisters to worry about me that I've forgotten what it feels like," he stated, forcing himself to think about his other problems later, when he was at work. The last thing he wanted to do was jeopardize his growing relationship with her. For all he knew Kaho could be the only woman in his life understanding enough to ignore his many quirks. Lifting himself, he gave her a kiss, "Thank you."

"It's not like I don't get as much from you, Touya," she tenderly smiled.

"Somehow I believe I get more out of this relationship," he sighed, wearily. She saved him from torturing himself some more by covering his mouth with hers. Groaning in pleasure, he wrapped his arms tightly around her, drawing her onto his body…

Later…Naoko…

Yawning tiredly, she walked about her shop getting ready to open it. Walking to the door, she undid the alarm system—a newly installed high tech system at the request of her dear brother. Suppressing another tired yawn, she unlocked her door and changed the sign to open.

Turning away, she went about adjusting everything in the front, looking for anything that might be out of place. Heading towards the back, she entered the guest bathroom to ensure it was smelling fresh and stocked.

Hearing the bell ring, she turned, "Good morning…" She chirped, walking towards the front. "How can I help…" When his smiling face found hers, Naoko came to a halt, her heart hammering wildly against her chest.

"Hey there, beautiful," Mika greeted, charmingly, eyes traveling leisurely over her body.

"Mika," she whispered, in shock. He watched the scared look her face took on, not understanding the expression. Ignoring her lack of advance, he walked over and pulled her tightly into his arms. It took a second, but he was pleased when she hugged him tightly. "I missed you—I was so worried about you," she told him, sounding breathless.

"I bet I missed you more," he reasoned, moving back to take her lips in a kiss that left Naoko weak as it progressed deeper, drawing emotions fourth that she hadn't felt in months.

"Mhm," she sighed, happily when he drew back. She gasped when he quickly lifted her into his arms, and started towards the stairs, "Mika—the store is open," she laughed, in surprise. "Matte…"

He paused, then turned for the door, "Latch it," he instructed, reaching it. Without protest, she followed his instructions, feeling her belly fill with butterflies as he carried her swiftly up the stairs. When her bed met with her back, she scooted back, watching him pull his shirt over his head.

Once again his blue eyes found hers, and she waited in anticipation for him to maul her to satisfy his need, but instead he rested be beside her, and his head came to lie on her chest. Her heart fluttered as she wondered if he knew about her pregnancy. "I've missed the familiar beats of your heart," his tender voice reached her.

"I've missed everything about you," she replied, feeling his hand slip beneath her shirt. She stiffened when he brushed her scar, and her eyes found his when he instantly sat up. She opened her mouth, but Mika already flipped her shirt over.

"What's this?" he questioned, starting to frown as his finger moved along a scar that seemed all too familiar to him.

"I was shot," she answered, softly, making his eyes snap to hers, a look forming on his face that she had never seen before.

"What? How?" he questioned, sounding angry.

"Jun—," Mika stared at her in shock, "He was obsessed with Tomoyo—and during his attempt to take—well we don't really know what he intended," she sighed, wearily, not wanting to think about that awful night, "He shot Tomoyo and I, and stabbed Rika," she concluded, wishing she could understand the emotions he was feeling.

Mika sat there not believing how close he had come to losing her. He wondered why Nakuru hadn't told him anything. His fist clenched tightly, 'That bastard!' he scowled, furiously standing instantly from the bed. "Mika?"

His face snapped to hers, "Is he behind bars?" He hoped her brother had broken all two hundred and six pieces of bones in his fucking body.

"No—they haven't found him. Brother has been searching, yet nothing," she whispered, miserably, not seeing his look of disbelief. Her brows drew worriedly together when he walked towards his shirt, "I—what's wrong?" she inquired, very hurt about his reaction.

"There's somewhere I need to go," he explained, his body filling with hate for a man, he had considered a good person. He paused when a sob escaped her lips, "Why are you crying?"

"Because of you—you baka!" she snapped, furious with him for acting so callously towards her. "Why the hell are you leaving when you just got here? Don't you want me anymore? Are you going to some other woman who doesn't have a lunatic brother, whose friends shoot them and leave ungodly scars on their bodies?"

Squishing the negative emotions in him, he chuckled walking over to the bed, "Fine, you've convinced me to stay—to partake in the delicacies you hold," he spoke softly, moving across her body. Before she had a chance to say anything else, his mouth founds her, and she moaned happily, feeling like a horny teenager all over again…

Sakura…

Slipping into the shower, she leaned forward allowing the water to run down her limbs. Exhaling slowly, she found her thoughts drifting to her boyfriend, and she wondered what he was currently doing. With graduation behind her, she was getting used to her part time job and starting her masters, "Work," she groaned, miserably.

She was so busy that she sometimes wouldn't have a chance to see him, "Mou…" she grumbled, wishing she could be in his arms, enjoying the sweetness of his caresses. With eyes closed, she pictured the last time she enjoyed feeling him and sighed moving her hand down her flat abdomen.

Guilty biting her lip, Sakura slipped her finger between her legs, and shivered as warm water slipped through the crevice of her vagina, her finger stimulating the hard, nerve ridden bud. Leaning forward, she conjured up more images of what he did to her and how wonderful it felt to be violated by him.

Her breathing came a little heavy, and her leg muscles lock as the feelings intensified, "Hey Sakura!" Rika called, barging into the bathroom. Hearing her sister's intrusion, Sakura yelped jumping and screamed when her feet slipped against the tub floor.

Desperately trying to catch her balance, she grabbed unto the shower curtain and screamed when it snapped, "Itai!" escaped her lips when she crashed into the tub. When Rika burst into laughter, Sakura glowered at her sister rubbing the back of her head.

"What were you doing?" Rika questioned, through peals of laughter. Not hearing anything from Sakura, she looked at her sister's flushed face, "Ewww you hentai!" she cackled, holding her sides.

"Rika, shut up!" Sakura hollered, greatly embarrassed. "Argghhh!" This only made her sister laugh even more, and Sakura felt like sinking into the pits of despair at being caught doing something so devious.

Not hearing anything, Rika glanced at her twin, and tried desperately to cease her laughing fit. "Are you sexually frustrated?" she attempted to ask, swallowing a giggle that was bubbling up. "No loving?"

"We haven't done it, if that's what you're asking," Sakura answered, holding out her hand to retrieve the towel Rika held out, before she focused on the mirror since as she had intended to fix her hair.

"Oh—has he you know made the move or been giving a hint?" Rika voiced, then paused turning to look at Sakura, who was already wrapped in the towel, "Are you ready for such a move?" Not bothering to answer verbally, she gave a nod of her head, "Wow—I never thought I'd see the day."

"I'm sure he's the one I want to give myself to," Sakura confirmed, admitting this to someone other than herself for the first time. "I just don't know how to go about it—I mean we've been dating for five and half months. Do you think that's too soon?"

"Do you feel pressured?" Rika inquired, hiding her worry.

"Nope—he has no qualms with satisfying me over his needs. It's a little scary sometimes," she admitted, looking down as she picked up the broken shower curtain.

"How so?"

"He always seems to know just what I need may it be sexual or just plain snuggling. He's amazing Rika, and I never want to lose him," she explained, never believing she would ever feel so strongly about a person. "I can't seem to picture a future without him—and I don't know if it's because he's the first guy I've ever dated seriously."

Oh boy, well I guess you can give him hints here and there to let him know," Rika offered…

Chiharu…

"Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby," Jamie continuously repeated, rubbing her eight month belly, making her laugh, staring oddly at him. "Come on, boy, boy, boy—Ouch!" he cried, when Mei Lin slapped him across the back of the head.

"Idiot," she grumbled, ignoring when Chiharu burst into laughter.

"Boy," Jamie whispered, once more, lifting his laughing eyes to Chiharu's face. "She's temperamental—I hope that means she's pregnant," he joked, before standing.

"Jamie, you're truly a masochist," Chiharu laughed, enjoying the company of her brother in law.

"Remind me again why we're having your baby shower so late?" Mei Lin complained, turning to look at her sister.

"Because you're supposed to wait this late," Chiharu replied, cautiously wondering if Mei Lin was having premenstrual symptoms. "And I love my big sister for being able to help me out!"

"Yeah, yeah…" Mei Lin grumbled, when the doorbell went off, a moment later there was happy chatter in the hall before Alex and Syaoran appeared with gifts in hand. "Your other halves haven't arrived yet," she filled in, smiling at men, who would soon be a permanent fixture in her family.

When the elevator dinged, Tomoyo and Eriol stepped on, both moving quickly to the side where they engaged in a sweet kiss. "Chi has a guest room," she whispered, teasingly, only to have him laugh when the doors started to close.

"Really?" he murmured, lifting his brows. Both looked at the doors when a hand appeared stopping the doors from closing, "Mika?" he gasped in surprise, watching a lazy grin touch his friend's face.

"Hey—see you two have gotten back together," he voiced, stepping in with Naoko glued to his side. Looking at her sister's face, Tomoyo noticed the glow and gave her an understanding smile. As the doors attempted to close again—it was stopped.

"Wow is our entire family going to jump on?" Tomoyo questioned, when Rika and Sakura entered, gasping from their run.

"Hello!" both chirped, beaming smiles. They looked at Mika, "It's about time you got back!" Rika told him, pointedly.

"Right—I know it's been a while," Mika chuckled, when the doors opened on Chiharu's floor. The group headed to the apartment talking quietly, but Mika found his thoughts were preoccupied with other things.

He was trying to get his list of acquaintances together in Japan so he could locate Jun, before it was too late to find the man. He glanced at Naoko, knowing he would never let that bastard get away with almost taking her life away. "Hey!" Takashi greeted, brightly opening the door.

"Is everyone here?" Sakura asked, when Takashi closed the door.

"Nope, Touya hasn't gotten here yet," He informed, leading them down the hall. Mika was the last one to remove his shoes, and turned to the door when the bell went off. He walked forward to answer it, but the moment he pulled it open, he cried out flying off his feet.

Everyone turned when he crashed into the ground, sprawled out but conscious. "Nii-chan!" Naoko screamed, watching her brother stalk through the door.

"How dare you—" Touya hollered, eyes blazing at Mika, who gave him a look of confusion, "Get my Naoko pregnant out of wedlock!?" he roared, watching Mika's mouth drop open in horror.

"WHAt!?" Naoko flinched hearing Mika's voice, and grew very furious with her brother for telling him before she had a chance. He looked back at Naoko, and said the first thing that came to mind, "How do you even know it's mine?"

"What the hell do you mean by 'how do you even know it's mine?" she screamed, hand tightening on her purse. Mika looked at her ready to apologize, but cried out when her bag smacked him in the head, "I can't believe I waited all this time for you—you stupid baka! Who else's would it be!?"

"Naoko stop it, I was joking!" he flinched, trying to dodge her swings. "Naoko!" Yukito and Nakuru stood in the door staring at the scene with blank expressions. "I'm joking, I'm joking!" Mika defended, but all focused on Touya when he pulled a shotgun from out of no more, aiming it directly at Mika, when Kaho appeared with another familiar person in tow.

"What's going on?" she questioned, with worry in her voice.

"Now Touya," Mika reasoned, holding up his hand, "Don't do anything you would regret—do you want your niece or nephew to be fatherless?" he questioned, cautiously, but flinched when Touya loaded the weapon.

"Of course not—say hello to the father, I'm sure you're aware of the proceedings by now," Touya bit out, grimly. Alex and Syaoran flinched, while Eriol refrained from showing any emotion.

"Now wait a minute…" Mika started, but trailed off when Touya's finger went to the trigger. Naoko was staring at Touya in horror, her eyes darting back and forth between Mika and him. Her heart was thundering against her chest, because she had believed Touya was passed this point in his life.

"I'm not marrying Naoko," Mika stated, in a firm tone, not seeing when she flinched, "not like this—she deserves a real wedding. Don't rob her off this."

"Don't try to get out of this—do you think I'm stupid, American?" Touya snapped, bitterly, lifting his gun.

"Nii-chan, please," Naoko spoke, through a sob getting both their attention. Mika spun around instantly hearing the pain her in her voice, and felt his heart break at the devastation in her eyes.

"That's not what I meant, Nao," Mika quickly clarified, forgetting about Touya as he crawled to her.

Please don't say anything," Naoko told him, miserably, her heart aching in her chest.

"I love you!" he cried, reaching into his pocket, "Look!" he spoke, pulling out a black box. She went to turn, but her eyes became fixated on the box in his hand when he popped it open. "I had planned on proposing to you tonight, but you can thank your stupid brother for ruining it," he explained, liking when her jaw slackened at the sight of the stone.

"Baka," Mei Lin hissed glaring at her brother, whose jaw mimicked that of Naoko's with surprise and stupidity.

"I want to marry you—but on our terms. You told me to let you know when I was sure I loved you, well I'm sure—even more now," he stated, with a determined voice. "So will you?" Naoko snapped to her senses when Rika gave her a little shove forward.

"Of course," she gasped, beaming a most beautiful smile at him. Those in the hall erupted with applause when Mika slipped the ring on her finger, then found her lips in an adoring kiss. Reaching up to scratch the back of his head, Touya turned to the father.

"I guess there's no need for a ceremony but feel free to stay," he offered the man, who wanted to roll his eyes in response. Touya looked apologetically at his girlfriend, who returned a sweet smile of understanding, much to his relief.

"I need a drink," the father whispered, tiredly.

Oh this is the best baby shower ever!" Chiharu squealed with happiness, "Let me see the ring!" she told her twin sister, excited for her. When Naoko turned to them, her sisters admitted to themselves that this was the happiest they had ever seen their timid sister…

Next Day…

Tomoyo laughed at one of her coworkers as she headed down the sidewalk with her. "I mean really though, it's mindboggling."

"Once you do more shows it'll come really natural to you, don't worry," Tomoyo assured, with a gentle pat on her back.

"Sure—I'm not a superwoman like you," her friend muttered, jokingly, then glanced behind her, "But really how long will your boyfriend keep this up?" she inquired, causing Tomoyo to look behind her as well.

"He said until that man is apprehended," Tomoyo answered, softly, because Eriol had kept to his words and got her bodyguards. At first it was unusual, but now the men were just another part of her life since as their presence never hindered her in anyway.

"Wow, I wish I had a man like that—will there be any at his office?" she wiggled, her brows suggestively, bringing a smile to Tomoyo.

"We'll have to see," she answered, glancing at her watch. "His band should be here with him…"

"How do I look?" she questioned, with excitement.

"Beautiful…"

Across the street a man sat watching Tomoyo enter the building. He grew a slight frown seeing the men following behind her. Blending into the hectic Tokyo afternoon, he turned his bike on, and moved into the midst of traffic.

Jun knew it was a very bad idea to linger around, but he found himself unable to leave her alone. Tomoyo had planted a seed inside him that he could not rid himself of. He had left the city, but now that things were cooling down, he found himself unable to stay away.

He would watch her endlessly, but only in places, he knew would be difficult to pick him out. Touya was still his most dangerous foe, and from all his years of training with the man, he knew he could not make a single mistake.

Coming to a light, Jun slowed lowering his eyes to the asphalt, "you shouldn't be here," he told himself, grimly knowing it was a very big mistake, "What should I do?" Riding off, he knew he had to be with her even if it was only once—he just needed to satisfy his thirst so he could make a clean getaway.

He should never have waited this long to take her—but he believed his years of hard work would have paid off. If only that Hirragizawa hadn't stepped into the picture. That bastard ruined everything! His desire was not to hurt her, but now it seemed the only way he was going to have her was by force.

He needed bait—something that would make her come to him without a peep. Thinking through all the sisters, he settled for the smallest of the family, the youngest…

When the elevator doors opened, Sakura stepped off then bent down to remove her shoes. As she was standing, she looked up and beamed a smile at her boyfriend, who was drying out his hair with a towel, another wrapped around his waist. "Just worked out?" she inquired, pleasantly.

Yeah, here to make me dinner?" he replied, glancing at the bags in her hands.

"Yep, unless you had other plans," she murmured cutely, walking towards him.

Never." They shared a kiss, and he turned to follow her to the kitchen, "How was work?" he laughed when she looked at him with a grimace, "Oh—why don't you just focus on graduate school?"

"Because I need to make a living," she responded, emptying out the bags. Sakura stiffened when his arms wrapped around her waist, a tremor moving through her body feeling his lips press to the curve of her neck.

"Don't make dinner, I'll take you out to eat," he suggested, but she shook her head.

"We went out the night before last," she complained, turning in his arms.

"So?" he lifted his brows not understanding.

"I don't feel right having you always pay for everything," she informed, lowering her eyes to his bare chest.

"I'm supposed to pay for everything," he replied, placing his hand beneath her chin to lift her face to his.

"You're not my husband—," she countered, bringing a smile to his sensually shaped lips.

"Sakura really now," he grinned lowering his face to hers, "You keep my house stocked, clean and you spend almost all your free time with me—doesn't that sound like a union to you?" When her mouth opened to protest he continued, "You have your own spot in my office, in my closet, in my bathroom, on the sofa, in my bed…"

"Oh shut up," she grumbled, only to have him laugh. She knew that he would put up a strong fight for eating out, "I'm tired—I don't feel like prettying up to go to a nice restaurant. Can't we just stay in?" she pouted, cutely, using the force of her eyes on him.

"Of course, we'll order take out," he nodded, making her exhale loudly.

"I'm cooking, get out my kitchen!" she stated, firmly, giving him a shove backwards. He stumbled not expecting such strength, and Sakura's mouth dropped open when the towel slipped down his legs. Feeling all the blood in her body—every single drop—rush to her face, she yelped, squeezing her eyes shut, "Oh sorry!" she sputtered, unable to get the image from her mind.

"Sakura, you pervert!" Syaoran scolded, playfully.

"I didn't mean to do it!" she defended, strongly, opening her eyes when he started to laugh. "It's not funny."

"Oh just admit you wanted a peek," he teased, enjoying the red hue of her face.

"I didn't!" she protested, turning away from him, "I can't get it out of my head," she moaned, looking at the stove. She didn't stiffen when he appeared behind her again.

"Did it scare you?" she elbowed him in the gut for his taunting.

"Hardly, I've seen better," she humph, looking sideways when he moved to the counter. The look he gave made her feel uncomfortable.

"Have you?" he asked, lifting his brows. Sakura wanted to say yes, but slowly shook her head.

"I've only seen one in a porn," she admitted, wishing she didn't get soft in his presence. Shaking his head, Syaoran started to laugh pushing off the counter. "What's so funny?" she cried, turning to look at him.

"Nothing, I'll get dressed so we can go to dinner," he called through a chuckle, heading for his room.

"Baka!" With him gone, Sakura stared at the counter trying to hold back a frown. she knew her boyfriend was not a virgin, and she was slightly irked that he wouldn't touch her more than he already had, 'with you reacting to seeing his thing in such a childish way, no wonder,' she thought, dismally.

Why couldn't she be provocative like Mei Lin? She doodled on the counter, knowing this was her virginity she was talking about, and once it was gone there was no getting it back. Thinking about the man dressing just down the hall, she felt no qualms with giving it to him.

For the longest time no man had drawn her attention, but now that had changed. He held her heart, and she prayed he always would. Groaning miserably, she held her head, "You okay?" she turned at the sound his voice, and glanced over his clothing.

"Where are you hiding your personal dresser?" she inquired, only to have him grin.

"If I told you, you'd want to use him too," was his response, making her sigh. "You're tired?"

"If only that was it," she admitted, with reluctance.

"What's wrong?" he asked, with concern. Not answering, she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, tiptoeing to press her lips to his. Syaoran kissed her back, but as he went to draw back, her tongue slipped into his mouth.

Without thought, his arms found her body as his mind focused only on the intoxicating movements of her tongue. Sakura's hand slipped beneath his shirt, moving over the familiar contours of his back. He moved back a little, "He—," he attempted to speak, but her mouthed swallowed the sound. "Sak—."

"Shhh—" she hushed, trailing kisses along his jaw.

"Hey, wait a minute, aren't you hungry?" he finally questioned, drawing back suddenly from her advances when her hand found its way onto his belt buckle. Her eyes found his, brows lifting in silent questioni ng.

"No," she told him, wondering what his problem was. When he completely disengaged himself from her, Sakura frowned, "Don't you want me?"

"Of course I want you," he answered, walking towards the phone in the kitchen to busy his dirty mind with other things. "I always want you—do you want take out?"

"No—don't you want me want me?" she repeated, stressing the words, "All of me?" His hand froze at the phone, "Why haven't you tried to go all the way?" When he turned to her, Sakura knew he was going to try to play it off as he did with most things. "I'm serious, so don't make a joke out of this…"

"What's the hurry?" he questioned, watching her eyes shift sideways. Sakura didn't know how to answer his question, and frowned. Exhaling he walked towards his girlfriend, just wanting her to relax. He didn't like it when she stressed needlessly. "Listen—," he started, slowly. "Stop stressing yourself Sakura, it's not healthy."

"I know," she whispered, in response. When he drew her into his arms, she wrapped hers around him, resting her head gently onto his chest. They remained silent for several minutes as she tried desperately to gather her emotions. Her eyes closed feeling his lips press to the top of her head.

"I don't want you doing anything tonight," he started, in a firm voice. "No protesting from you. I'll order something, and while we eat we can plan a little weekend getaway—anyplace you like," he told her, surprising Sakura, who moved back just enough to look at his face.

"Honte ne?"

"Really, where would you like to go? To do?" a tender smile touched his lips watching her eyes light up with excitement.

"Could we go to a spa or hot spring?" she inquired, cutely. Her heart wanted to race with excitement at their first mini vacation together, but Sakura forced herself to remain as calm as possible.

"Let's find one with both," he nodded, unable to hold back his laughter when she squealed with delight, jumping up to kiss him adoringly…

Rika…

She lifted her eyes when the door opened, then turned them away, "What are you doing home?" Alex questioned, his use of the word home not alien to them, since as Rika spent most of her time with him. He closed the door, removed his shoes and started down the hall towards his girlfriend, who was seated on the sofa. "Rika, shouldn't you be at practice?"

"What's the point?" she asked him, tiredly. She looked at him when he sat on the coffee table in front of her, reaching out for her hands.

"It matters, because you need to show your instructor that you're committed," he explained, firmly.

"I feel horrible going there every day, because it seems as if I am waiting for someone to get hurt so I might take their place. I don't want to feel like that," she explained, tears flooding her eyes. "I want to dance so badly, but not on those terms. I don't want to feel envy or guilt for another's part."

Instead of saying more, he drew her into his arms. Rika kept her eyes closed, because she was torn on what she was supposed to do with her life. After a while, he started to speak, "I don't want you to look back on this time in your life with regret for your actions. Rika, I know you will regret not fighting for your right to dance—please do not give up on yourself…"

With those words, he stood, "Since as you're not going to dance I'll change and start dinner, sound good?" he questioned, though not waiting for a response as he walked away to leave her with her thoughts.

She watched his form disappear, and sighed turning her eyes downward. Her hand clenched, "Alex?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you drop me off?" When he appeared in a second, she grew a smile, "You knew I would change my mind, didn't you?"

"I don't think you're one to give up Rika," he pleasantly replied, when she stood slowly from the sofa. Reaching her wonderful boyfriend, she pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Thank you," she whispered, adoringly. If he and her family wouldn't give up on her, she was not going to let them down by giving up herself. she would continue to show up for practice, and on her free time she would also look for other jobs.

Sadly she would be living off her share of the money left behind by their parents. She hoped she would have her things together before it ran out. Together they left the apartment, and she reached for his hand feeling completely better, "Will you wait for me to have dinner?"

"Of course. I'll run a couple of errands, then I'll pick you up?"

"What would I do without you Alex?"

"What you're doing now…"

Next Day…

Kaho walked down the hall, absently glancing at her watch. Reaching up she yawned into her palm, feeling tired. As she came around the corner, she met with a coworker, "You've been tired lately, where's your energy gone?" the woman teased, making Kaho laugh.

"Hanging around my boyfriend's pregnant sisters seems to have given me their symptoms," she replied, making the woman laugh.

"Or are you pregnant?" At her question, Kaho laughed feeling a blush wash across her cheeks at the thought of being pregnant. "Are you?" the woman gasped, with widening eyes. Kaho went to answer her question, when Tomoyo appeared.

"Moyo-chan," she greeted, with a smile.

"Ohayo Kaho!" Tomoyo beamed a smile, "What's this I hear about you baking for my brother?" she teased, reaching out to pat Kaho's belly in jest. She and Kaho's cowoker, burst into laughter at Kaho's blushing face.

"Bo—,"

"Kaho!" Hearing her name, she turned and sighed spottng Syaoran and Eriol.

"Duty calls," she groaned, "Ja Carmen."

"Ja." The women separated, and when the hall turned empty an office door click open. The door creaked as it moved back, showing the grim expression of Wei. The old man's hands clenched tightly when the image of his daughter's boyfriend flashed through his thoughts.

With precise movements, he exited the room, walking stoically down the hall, "He's going to pay…"

"What do you think?" Sakura asked Keira, who turned and grinned widely.

"I think he'll get a nice nosebleed," she answered, making Sakura laugh. "I'm so jealous of you—I want to go on a romantic getaway too," she pouted, when Sakura dropped the lingerie into her shopping bag.

"You'll find a great guy soon," Sakura assured, but her friend only snorted with disbelief. "This was a last minute thing, honestly I don't even know how he was able to get reservations so quickly," she explained, thinking about Syaoran, "though I'm glad because I need a break."

"Yeah, it's been pretty crazy at work, huh?" Keira agreed, frowning. "But we have to do it to get jobs after grad school, how miserable. I don't want to be a grown up anymore," she whined, checking out a bra on display.

"Me either…" Sakura agreed, when her phone beeped. Pulling it out, she saw that it was Syaoran, and slowly read his text. Hearing the mention of lunch, she started to text back, feeling her mouth start to water at the thought of food. "Do you have to go back to work?"

"Unfortunately," Keira nodded, when they started for the cashier.

"Syaoran invited us to lunch…"

"Mou why did you have to tell me that? He had better not take you to someplace new without me," Keira grumbled, causing her best friend to laugh, "Promise."

"Okay, okay—I promise."

"I should have snatched him up when he first appeared," Keira joked, then sighed, "Make sure you hold onto this one Sakura, because he had eyes for you the first time he saw you."

"I'm going to hold onto him, don't worry," Sakura replied, knowing he was fabulous. "Do you want me to drop you off some lunch?"

"Could you?"

"Of course…" After paying, both exited the store, heading for the exit of the mall. Reaching outside, Sakura glanced at her watch, "He's picking you up, right?"

"Yeah, I'll call you before I drop by, okay?"

"Yeah, see ya later!" Keira waved, heading in her direction.

"Yeah!" with her friend gone, Sakura sighed, turning to find a bench to sit while she waited for Syaoran. Looking down she reached into her bag to make room for her package, so Syaoran wouldn't see that she went shopping for him.

"Sakura!" hearing her name, she looked up to find him coming towards her as she walked pass a white van. Her hand lifted to wave to him, when the door pulled open, and hands reached out to grab her. A scream escaped her lips as she was pulled sideways, her bag dropping.

"Syaoran!" Landing roughly on the floor, Sakura screamed in pain when her head collided with metal. She went to open her eyes, but cried out when she was struck across the head. Jun watched her fall unconscious, before he hurriedly moved towards the front of the van.

He got into the driver's seat, and put the van in drive, but gasped in surprise when the door window shattered, a hand entering the vehicle to grab him by the neck. He turned and cried out in pain, when a fist collided with his face, propelling him sideways.

The door opened, and the unknown person pulled him swiftly from the vehicle. The air was knocked out of him when a foot connected with his stomach. Landing roughly onto the ground, he had just enough time to look up only to find it was Sakura's boyfriend.

As the boy rushed him, he pulled out a gun and blindly fired, gasping in pain to catch his breath. He expected the boy to back off, but he only flinched in pain coming towards him with rage in his eyes. Jun struggled painfully to his feet, "Get away!" he cried, fixing his aim.

Syaoran stared at the gun as he clenched his fists tightly watching the bastard back away in pain. "I'll find you," Syaoran growled, dangerously. "You just wait!" Jun backed quickly away, ignoring the people on the sidewalk. When he was far enough, he turned to run knowing this had not gone at all like planned.

With the man gone, Syaoran rushed towards the van, and tore the door open as he pulled out his cell phone. "Sakura!?" he said, worriedly, praying she was okay, "Sakura?" hearing her groan in pain, coming to, he focused when a person answered.

"Syaoran?" Sakura grimaced, opening her eyes. Finding his form, she burst into tears, attempting to sit up.

Touya…

"Hello?" he said, distractedly heading down the hall.

"Jun is in town," Hearing Syaoran's voice and Jun's name, Touya froze in the hall.

"What?!" He cried, getting Yukito's attention.

"He just tried to snatch Sakura. He's on foot," Touya's heart started to pound rapidly in his chest hearing this information.

"Where are you?" he growled, starting briskly down the hall.

"Tokyo Mall, he headed south." Mika looked at Touya who was coming towards him, with a worried Yukito at his side. When he hung up, he raised his brows in questioning, wondering what had the ogre freaking out this time.

"Touya, what's up?" Yukito asked, frowning.

"Jun just tried to snatch Sakura," He answered, getting Mika's instant attention.

"Where is he now?"

"I don't have time to answer your questions; the brat is taking Sakura to the hospital." Mika didn't follow behind Touya when he ran off. Instead, he pulled out his phone, and dialed Syaoran's number.

"Yeah?"

"Tell me where you saw Jun," Mika instructed, walking for the exit.

"Tokyo Mall he's heading south the last I saw. Blue jeans, black shirt and hat," Syaoran answered, sounding furious. "Are you going to look for him?"

"Let's just say we have unfinished business," Mika informed, in a grim tone.

"Spare no expense—I know you have connections—I will pay them what they want. Make sure you find him before he leaves the city."

"As you wish—I'll follow up." Hanging up the phone Mika grinned maliciously, thinking of the perfect person to call in times like this. "Ah Jun, you're one stupid son a bitch—a soon to be a dead one…"

Touya reached his truck, his mind racing frantically with thoughts of getting Jun before the authorities did. Unlocking his door, he froze suddenly hearing the click of a gun behind his head. Looking up into his window, he spied the aged figure of his girlfriend's father, as well as the double barrel of a shotgun aimed at the back of his head, "Wei-san," he started in a rather slow voice.

"Kinomoto," Wei replied, shortly. "Considering your wholesome history, I do believe you know the rules of this little game…"

"I see…" Touya shift a fraction of an inch, and didn't expect the old man's reaction time to be so swift, when his gun flipped around, the hilt connecting with great force to the back of his head. His eyes widened in alarm, before he slumped to the ground.

As he faded into darkness, he heard a very familiar, onminous laugh escape Wei's mouth, "Mhm, I see Kaho hasn't told you about her three older sisters—or my history…"

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