Hello. :D. I am back!

First of all, I really want to apologize for the last chapter's lateness. It is because school is being such a biyatch. It's practically gouging my eyes out.

I am like a walking zombie.

Anyway, enough about my school demands, what are you doing? Haha. Very stupid question, DjkaO. You know they are reading your measly introduction to Chapter 25. You're probably impeding everything too.

Okay. First sign of madness, talking to your own head.

Before I let you see what's going to happen in this chapter, I would like to thank a couple of people out there for giving me the best damned reviews in the world. XD.

First, to HyuugaYingLang for not failing me. :D. She ( I hope you're a she. I already mistook someone for a boy when she turned out to be a female. :P) is actually a new reviewer. But she started reading from 12am till 530am! WOW. Ain't that impressive??? Haha. So, thumbs up to you. :)).

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Disclaimer: CLAMP own Card Captor Sakura.

Chapter 25:

Touya swore under his breath as he picked up Sakura and Yukito brushed away the snow clinging to her. Tomoyo and Eriol were looking very worried.

Touya carried his sister to the limousine and they sped to the hospital.

Yukito held Sakura's forehead. "Dammit… Her fever is back."

Touya clamped his mouth shut to stop from cursing. Yukito removed Sakura's coat and replaced it with his own. Tomoyo was gasping silently at the corner, being held by Eriol.

Touya looked over at his sister's best friend. He couldn't help blaming Tomoyo even though he knew that it was also his fault. He let Sakura go even though she was still sick.

Just then, Sakura moaned softly.

Touya's attention snapped back to her immediately, "Sakura, are you okay? We're going to the hospital right now."

He wasn't the least bit surprised when Sakura shook her head. "No hospital… Home… Sleep…"

Touya sighed as Sakura fell back into unconsciousness. He nodded at Tomoyo's quizzical look. "Home." He said crisply.

Yukito shook his head. "How many pills have she taken?" He asked everyone softly.

Touya clicked his tongue. Tomoyo and Eriol shook their heads.

"I haven't seen her take a pill…" Eriol answered gravely.

Touya just secured Sakura in his arms and looked out the window.

His sister sure is stubborn.

And very shrewd too.

AAA

Sakura kept her eyes closed and tried to turn on her right side when something big and gangly stopped her. She opened her eyes slowly and looked up. She was shocked to find Touya sleeping with his mouth open, his arms around her.

She smiled. He was acting like a really nice brother.

She smiled and prodded his nose with her index finger.

Touya opened one eye and closed it again. "Go back to sleep."

Sakura shook her head. "Nope. I won't."

Touya grunted but didn't move.

"I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too. But I'm more tired. So go back to sleep." Touya said without opening his eyes.

Sakura sighed and squirmed. Touya appeared to be not annoyed by this.

She then used another tactic. "Why are you in my bed? You dirty old man." She hissed.

Touya didn't say anything.

"Touya!" She grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him hard.

Touya groaned and turned his back on Sakura.

Sakura pulled the pillow from under his head, making him glare at her angrily. Before he could say another word, she hit him hard on the face.

Touya suddenly stood up and stomped out of the room in a flash, making Sakura stare at his retreating back. The door slammed and Touya shouted from outside, "You asked me not to leave last night!"

Sakura giggled. She knew that. She was only messing around with Touya's head.

She fixed her bed, feeling refreshed and really well. The overdose last night must have worked. She was fairly sure that the 'apparition' last night was just her mind playing tricks on her.

She finished making her bed and took a quick shower, her hair soft and silky again after blow-drying it. She wrapped herself in several sweaters and two pairs of socks. She found Yukito in the kitchen cooking lunch.

"Hey, Sakura. Feeling better?" he asked, giving her his usual cheery smile.

Sakura nodded as she sat down and Yukito placed a plate of food in front of her. She picked up her chopsticks and dug in. Yukito sat in front of her and ate too, his food thrice the amount of Sakura's.

"Did you sleep well or did Touya crush you?" Yukito said amused.

Sakura laughed. "He tried."

Yukito reached over and rumpled up Sakura's hair, making her giggle. "That's my girl. You should be doing more of that often."

Sakura stuck out her tongue at Yukito. "You're bribing me with your food."

Yukito just smiled. "You have to show him that you're not a kid anymore." He winked.

Sakura chewed on her chopsticks as she pondered on this thought. Yukito is right. She has to show her big brother that she isn't a kid anymore. Having your heart broken for the first time makes you mature.

When they were done eating, Yukito stood up to clear the dishes and told Sakura firmly to watch TV instead. "I know you're mature. But I'm still going to treat you like a kid." He said.

Sakura pouted at this. "You're way more evil that Touya then."

Yukito nodded as he soaped up the first plate. "Of course, I'm just more innocent-looking. Devil in disguise and all that crap."

Sakura left him in the kitchen after she put the leftovers in sealed containers for Touya when he wakes up. She went to the living room and watched some TV.

After four hours of nonstop television, Sakura finally gave up on the fourteenth cheesy romantic episode cable offered. She turned the TV off and looked around at the several empty packets of junk food that littered the small coffee table in front of her.

Touya and Yukito were in the university, getting their grades from their professors. She was left all alone to pig out since Yukito just finished grocery shopping yesterday.

She put her feet down on the carpet and drummed on the sofa's armrests with her fingers, humming softly. She was bored. Tomoyo was spending the day with her mom. Since Mrs. Daiduji is a very busy person, it's hard for her to spend time with her only daughter. That's why Tomoyo was unreachable today. Eriol was in the office, working on a Sunday since he skipped a lot of work to be able to model for Tomoyo.

Sakura was left all alone on this Sunday.

She sighed loudly and said aloud. "I WANT ICE CREAM." She forgot to ask Yukito to get some ice cream when he went out to buy food. Maybe she'll just call Touya to tell him to get some on his way home.

She reached for her phone which was beside the pitcher of pineapple juice, now empty. She texted Touya and sent the same message to Yukito. After a few seconds, Touya replied, 'frget it, fat.' Sakura frowned at this. Touya was probably busy. She waited for Yukito's reply. Several minutes after Touya's message, it came. 'ok, eat too much or ul get tummyache'

Sakura smiled at this. It was just like Yukito. She knew she can count on him for food. She felt instantly happy. She would get ice cream today.

Just then, the doorbell rang. She groaned. She was feeling to lazy to get up from lying down all day.

But the ringing didn't last for more than a few seconds. Curiosity got the better of her. She stood up and put on her slippers. Running her hand through her a=hair in an attempt to look presentable, she opened the door.

There was no one outside. She took one step forward and there was a crinkle of plastic at her feet. She looked down to see an elaborately decorated bouquet of tulips and all other beautiful kinds of flowers.

She picked it up, not knowing what to say or think.

There was no card, no note. She ran to the street, looking left and right to see the person who anonymously left flowers.

It was pretty rude of him not to tell his identity. Or was it a she?

Sakura shuddered at the thought. She appeared at the Festival the previous night as Tomoyo's main model. There were several people there. The sender of this bouquet must have been on her fans.

She laughed at the thought of her as a celebrity. She fingered the bright yellow tulip prominent among the red roses and pink stargazers. She smelled it, feeling very elated.

She went back inside, closing the door behind her. She sat down on the couch, the flowers on her lap.

No note, no card, nothing at all.

Just a bouquet of flowers left on her doorstep.

AAA

Syaoran paced around the office as Eriol berated him for what happened the night before.

"YOU ARE AN OFFICIAL BASTARD!" Eriol shouted at him after he explained what happened to him and Mei Lin. "HOW COULD YOU DUMP MEI LIN JUST LIKE THAT?!"

Syaoran cringed at Eriol's voice.

When he arrived in Japan, he came to Sakura's school immediately. Getting his wish, he saw her standing at the entrance of the empty school all alone. But after months of planning and finally seeing his beloved, he chickened out. He continued to watch her at a distance.

He was always there wherever she went. He lives in a hotel right now since going home in his mansion where Eriol lives will surely be trouble. He doesn't know how to deal with Eriol yet.

He was able to follow Sakura because he was tracking her by her cell phone. He had contacts at the cell phone company that issued Sakura's mobile phone. He knew that it was creepy and bad but he couldn't help himself. He was gathering up all his courage every night but when Sakura is finally in front of him, his courage disappears.

Syaoran snapped back to reality as Eriol groaned in frustration and sat down behind his desk. Syaoran watched his cousin remove his glasses and place them on the desk.

"Not to mention I'm here doing your work." Eriol snapped.

Syaoran wanted to laugh but he didn't want to upset Eriol too much.

"Do you really love Sakura?" Eriol suddenly asked him.

Syaoran nodded without hesitating.

"Then why are you following her around?" Eriol said exasperatedly. "Do you know that she's been freaking out lately?!"

Syaoran didn't say anything.

"You are being reckless." Eriol added.

Syaoran still didn't say anything.

"You're being stupid."

Syaoran just took it all in. He knew deep inside that he deserved this.

"If you love Sakura, you should tell her." Eriol said, drumming his hands on his desk.

Syaoran nodded.

"And come back to the mansion. Don't live in a hotel. It's a waste of money." Eriol pursed his lips.

Syaoran crossed his arms. "Not even a dent in the family fortune." He scowled.

Eriol picked up a sheaf of papers and rolled it in his hand. He then whacked Syaoran hard on the head. "Being an unreasonable bastard."

Syaoran winced at Eriol. Just then, he remembered something, "Are you going to tell Tomoyo?"

Eriol nodded as he arranged the folders on his desk, piling them on a corner. "Of course."

Syaoran stood up at this. "YOU CAN'T!!!!"

Eriol raised his eyebrow. "Why?"

Syaoran fidgeted with his hands. "I don't want Sakura to know yet…"

Eriol pondered on this. "I don't keep secrets from my girlfriend. I'll still tell her."

Syaoran scowled at him. "Fine then. I'll tell Sakura on my own that I'm here."

He made to stand up and leave when Eriol called him back before he can close the door behind him.

Eriol threw a set of car keys at Syaoran. "Your car. It's in your parking space."

Syaoran glared at Eriol. "You're using it?"

Eriol snickered. "Of course not. What kind of cousin do you think I am?"

Syaoran rolled his eyes and went to the garage where his red Benz was waiting. He slid in the front seat and drove to his hotel to gather his clothes. When he did, he brought them to the mansion. The maids were surprised to see him since there was no warning of his return. It was a good thing that his room was always ready, even though it was stripped bare. He would have to buy more clothes since he'd be staying in Japan for good.

On the way to the mall, he decided to stop by Sakura's house for a minute. He just wanted to see her face. But… She'd probably be inside the house. There is no way that he could see her. Looking through the window is a perverted thing to do even though he doesn't have any intentions of doing something bad.

He took the U-turn that will take him to Sakura's house. He has been down this road for several times already, he memorized every tree and bush and flower.

About ten minutes away, he passed a flower shop where long-stemmed tulips were on display on the window.

Without thinking, he stopped the car and got out.

He came out of the store with a bouquet of all the flowers he found suitable inside the shop.

Feeling happy, he drove to Sakura's as fast as he could.

As usual, he stood like a statue in front of Sakura's front door, his hand poised to press the doorbell.

He has always been worried. What would he say to Sakura?

Worse, what would her reaction be?

He took a huge deep breath when he heard the sound of television from inside go off. He stood there, tensed. He knew that Sakura was alone. Her brother and another male person just left. That meant that Sakura was all alone.

Syaoran transferred his weight from one foot to another, deciding.

He knew he was being a wimp. If Eriol could see him now, he would probably have a laughing fit.

He gathered all of his courage. Before it could disappear, he pushed the button and the doorbell rang.

Just like a scared cat, he put the flowers down hastily and ran away.

AAA

Eriol tried to concentrate on the report in front of him. The graphs and colorful bars of percentage ratings were a blur to his seemingly tired eyes.

Syaoran was back. He came back for Sakura.

But what would he say? That Sakura has already moved on?

He picked up his phone but put it down again. He almost forgot that Tomoyo was with her mom. He sighed as he held the bridge of his nose with two fingers and pinched it.

He could see it now.

Tomoyo would freak out if she knew that Syaoran was here. She wouldn't take this lightly since Syaoran just broke her best friend's heart.

But Syaoran doesn't know that.

Eriol groaned in frustration as he bit his lip hard until he tasted blood.

Syaoran…

His bastard of a cousin…

His STUPID and RECKLESS cousin…

Loves Sakura…

Eriol knew that defying tradition and almost losing his inheritance meant that Syaoran was really serious about this.

He tried to stop himself from imagining the shrill bitching Tomoyo would do to make Syaoran's life here back in Japan hell. Tomoyo would chain Sakura inside a windowless room and have food brought in three times a day just to keep her away from his deranged cousin.

Or maybe Tomoyo will have that done to Syaoran instead.

Eriol groaned. He didn't know the real feelings Sakura has for his cousin. He only knows what she told them. That she has moved on and Syaoran is not to be mentioned at all.

But Syaoran… His very presence is in Japan.

Sooner or later, Sakura will know.

And the whole world might shatter to pieces.

Or will it mend everything?

This was becoming a big deal.

AAA

Syaoran watched as Sakura picked up the flowers and smelled them. His heart swelled at the sight of her. There she was, the love of his life. The one to whom he crossed the ocean for.

Those emerald eyes.

Those luscious lips.

Syaoran pressed his hand to the window, imagining Sakura in his arms.

He was acting pathetic.

But seeing Sakura…

It was like indulging in cakes and sweet things after a steady diet of rice crackers.

It was like seeing the sun for the first time, truly.

Syaoran stared at his life who was standing several meters from him.

His life.

Sakura.

AAA

Yukito opened the door and let himself in along with a gust of wind that brought a few snowflakes inside. It has started to snow again and the streets were once again covered in a thin sheet of whiteness. He removed his boots and slipped in to his white slippers, the bag of groceries in his hand.

Sakura greeted him in the kitchen, slumped over the kitchen table.

"Wow… The first day of Christmas break and you're slouching on the kitchen table?" Yukito asked her as he took out the tubs of ice cream from the plastic bag.

Sakura groaned while her cheek was pressed on the wooden table. "I am so bored…" she moaned.

Yukito chuckled as he put the plastic away and got long spoons from the drawer. He pried the lid off the pint of strawberry ice cream and held it under Sakura's nose. He teased her into sitting up properly. He fed her one spoon. Sakura closed her eyes dreamily.

"You should have slept. I bet you watched cheesy sitcoms all day." Yukito said.

Sakura nodded as she rolled her eyes. "It was soo… I don't know… At least they had love lives…"

Yukito pursed his lips as he watched Sakura eat. He dug in too. "You want a love life?"

Sakura shrugged. "It seems like love is such a wonderful thing. But it hurts real bad."

Yukito smiled at her. "If it hurts, it means you're doing it right."

Sakura made a face. "Eeew…"

Yukito laughed. "Love isn't easy!"

Sakura pulled her chair closer to him. "Then, tell me… Have you fallen in love before?"

Yukito raised his eyebrow. "I'm not telling."

Sakura hit him at the arm. "I told you mine!"

Yukito thought about it. "I fell in love. Simple as that."

Sakura wasn't going to back down. He was amused as he watched her glare at him.

"What happened?" she pressed on.

Yukito sucked on his spoon, the lingering taste of strawberries on his tongue. "She was… Too young for me."

Sakura giggled. "Mou, Yukito… That's impossible. You are not that old!"

He just smiled at her. "She was still too young for me."

Sakura pointed her spoon at his face. "Yukito, listen to me. If you love her, then age doesn't matter!"

Yukito sighed. "You've been watching too many sitcoms. Where is the serious and sensible Sakura I know?"

Sakura laughed. "You're trying to change the subject!"

He shook his head. "I am not."

Sakura stared at him with wide eyes. Yukito felt like laughing but he knew that will provoke Sakura.

"Fine, if you say so!" Before he could say anything else, Sakura grabbed the tub of ice cream from between them and dashed to the living room. After a few minutes, Yukito could hear the TV again.

He smiled as he ran his hand through his hair and got his own tub of pint of ice cream, chocolate with peppermint this time.

AAA

Two days passed and Sakura was out with Tomoyo in the mall, looking for Christmas presents. Eriol was busy with something at home.

"I don't know what's wrong but he's acting pretty strange ever since I had my day with Mom." Tomoyo explained as she studied a red coat. She took it off the rack and held it under Sakura's chin.

Sakura rolled her eyes as she waited for Tomoyo to click her tongue and proceed on the next rack.

"Anyway, you haven't told me who the flowers were from!" Tomoyo asked her.

Sakura shrugged. The flowers were now in a vase beside her bed. They were still magnificent.

"Are you sure you don't know whom they're from or are you just hiding things from me again?" Tomoyo accused her.

Sakura put her hands deep in her jacket pockets and nodded as she rested her back on the mirror behind her. She was already bored. They've been in the mall for several hours already, not one single Christmas present bought. They were in a unisex store and Tomoyo already had several clothes hanging off the saleslady's arms as she waited on them.

Sakura winced, knowing that she'll be the one trying these clothes on.

"I'm not hiding anything. I really don't know who they're from." Sakura said. She touched her tummy, feeling it protest and grumble.

Tomoyo nodded. "Okay okay. Try these clothes on and we'll be eating after this." She took Sakura's hand and led her to the dressing rooms.

Tomoyo dumped the clothes in Sakura's arms and left to find some more, the saleslady following her. Figuring that the faster she finishes, the earlier she gets to eat, she made her way to one cubicle whose curtain was slightly ajar.

With one hand and a little bit of difficulty, she opened the curtain and stepped inside, making sure none of the clothes fell off.

But then, she turned around and she only yelped in shock.

For there was Syaoran, staring at her with his amber eyes.

Without warning, she let go of all the clothes she was holding on to and took one step back.

Syaoran was looking like he has just been stung.

Sakura couldn't believe her eyes.

Syaoran.

Her Syaoran.

Wait…

The Syaoran who broke her heart!

All the hurtful memories suddenly came back and she looked down, not wanting to get sucked into those amber orbs anymore. But it was a mistake.

Syaoran was naked on top. The buttons on his pants were also open.

Sakura gasped and clapped her hand to her mouth. It looks like she just barged in on him while getting undressed –dressed –whatever!

Several tense minutes passed and nobody spoke.

Sakura couldn't help staring at his well-toned and sculpted body. Lean… But still hard muscle.

Without thinking, she reached out her hand to touch his abs but withdrew quickly.

Taking one last look at his eyes as she began to teeter on the edge of her sanity, she turned around. "I'm sorry!" she mumbled.

But before she can get out of the cubicle, strong arms wrapped themselves around her.

Sakura stopped and took a deep breath. Along with the clean, cold air of the environment, Syaoran's familiar smell permeated her brain.

Sakura wanted to cry.

But happiness was too much.

Mixed emotions raged inside her.

She shouldn't be doing this.

She took one more step away, taking all of her courage to do that.

But the strong arms around her tightened.

It seemed as if Syaoran doesn't want to let her go.

Now she's confused.

"Syao… ran…" She said barely a whisper.

BBB Hey guys. I am extremely sorry about this super late chapter. I was kind of addicted to watching different animes on the internet and I couldn't help myself. How are you guys anyway?

I miss your reviews. I know, its my fault since I ain't writing fast enough. But I really needed ideas on how the two of them will meet, though. I have a few tricks up my sleeve but I don't think they're ready to work. Also, my mind is filled with matrices and all kinds of variable and line inequalities, I'm practically a walking Algebra/Trigonometry/Solid Geometry/Analytic Geometry book.

Oh crap.

Anyway, I hope you liked this one. I know… im sorry if it isn't up-to-date with your expectations. I'm running low on fuel lately. And im usually so tired, I cant move and just drop dead every single night.

Please Please bear with me.

Okay, enough of my excuses!

Who do you think Yukito fell in love with?! :D Well, the answer is pretty obvious. It's Sakura! :P haha. I think he didn't pursue it because #1. Sakura is too young for him and #2. He knows that Sakura won't be that happy with him (even though he knew that Sakura once had a crush on him).

I hope you liked this chapter. :D Sakura is not a pervert or anything. But hey… who wouldn't be mesmerized by a Syaoran with a perfectly hot bod?! :D Okay, back off now , DjkaO.

Anyway.

Please REVIEW! It's the least you could do.

Boost my overblown ego and burst it. :))

Okay? See you soon!

-djkaO