Disclaimer"Opens wallet and moths fly out''I don't own CCS, if I did I sure as hell wouldn't be writing fanfiction.
Sakura- 21
Syaoran- 22
Sakura-Esteemed Doctor
Syaoran-MIA
PART TWO
CHAPTER 28
Sakura stirred, what a weird dream, she thought. How funny! She smiled as she rolled over on her back. She had this weird dream that Xin was really Syaoran. That's it she thought, no more red wine before dinner. Scratching her head she sat up, she was clad in her pajamas and her long hair tied up.
''Huh, I was supposed to go out on a date last night. What the fuck happened?'' She muttered as she heaved herself off the bed. Padding into the bathroom, she heard the shower running. Some one was in her house. Shaking in her skin, she reached for the handle on the door and twisted it. Kicking it forward with her toe, she grabbed the nearest thing she could find. A listerine bottle.
''Really, a listerine bottle.'' she muttered. She looked up to be greeted the naked back view of a man. She stopped and swallowed thickly. Wet brown hair cascaded on his shoulders, his muscles tensed as he worked up a lather in his arms. His firm taut ass teased her. She wanted to reach out and give it a squeeze. She found herself reaching out and she pulled back.
His flawless back was had a picture of a Chinese dragon. It seemed alive as he moved. But that back and those shoulders, she knew them. She recognized, it looked familiar, exact replica to the ones she had kissed and scraped her nails over. No, she screamed in her head. Last night was fucked up dream of drinking too much wine.
''Take a picture it will last longer.'' Syaoran said as he spun around and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Pushing past a shocked Sakura he kissed her head. ''Morning babe.''
''Huh.'' she hyperventilated.
''Deep breaths princess.'' he grabbed the bottle of listerine from her hands. She stared into space. ''In with the good air and out with the weird air.'' he spoke and then gaped at her. She looked at him with forlorn love lost eyes. Tears spilled from her eyes as she rushed into his arms sobbing.
''I..''sob..''Thought...sob.'' you.'' sob...'' were gone.'' she spoke and flung her arms around his waist and hugged him tight. His arms snaked around her waist and he spoke gently.
''I'm here now.'' he whispered. He kissed the top of her head. ''I love you.'' he said.
''I love you too.'' she said into his chest. He guided her back to the living room and she sat on the dining room table and then he faced her. He turned around and proceeded to go to the bedroom but she grabbed his arms and began screaming. ''No, no, you're not leaving me again.'' she gripped his arms and held him down.
''Babe relax, I;m just going to change my clothes.'' He looked at his chest and smirked. ''If you rather see me naked, all you gotta do was ask babe.'' That earned him a slap on the arm.
''Pervert.'' she muttered. ''Go change.'' Two minutes later, he was back out fully dressed. ''So.'' she had stern look on her face. And then she slapped him hard across the cheek.
''Owww babe. What the hell.'' he grabbed his reddening cheek. ''That hurt.''
''Oh hush,'' she snapped. ''You disappeared for three years and then show up, calling me babe and princess and kssing me on my forehead and and...'' she stopped short as his lips crashed down on hers. She sank into the kiss. Fire coursed through her veins.
She missed this, this feeling of being his arms as he kissed her senseless. She moaned into his lips. That moan turned into a sob, she pulled away and wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt his erection pulsating in his jeans. Her womanhood moistened. ''I fucking missed the hell out of you. I want an explanations.'' she dead panned.
''But, I really want to kiss you.'' he stuttered out. ''I miss you.'' he brushed his lips over her throat. She hissed at the contact.
''Stop that, plenty of time for that later.'' she growled.
''You promise.'' he asked.
''Yeah, just tell me what happened.'' she snapped.
''Well,'' he paused. ''After the shoot out, I was in the operating table, I was unconscious, the FBI decided to fake my death and I went into hiding into the FBI, i took up the persona of Xin Liu Lang.'' He ran his hands through his hair. ''Till then I was working on assignments, and following Yue, i arrested him last week.'' Syaoran said and then waited for to process his information in.
''You work for the FBI?'' she questioned.
''Yeah, secret service agent.'' he quipped. ''Here's my gun and bagde and everything.'' he opened his jacket.
She hit him a cuff on the shoulders and then retorted, ''You suck you know.'' she muttered.
''But you love me.'' he grinned. ''Babe about my being alive and everything, you can't tell the family or anyone.'' he added.
''What why.'' she shouted. ''We're not in danger.''
''I know, I'm just not ready yet. Let me spend some time with you. Alone.'' he added. ''They still don't know we're married, legally. '' he showed her his ring.
''You still wear it.'' she asked.
''Of course I do.'' he pulled her into a hug. 'I love you.''
''I love you too baby.'' she hugged back. He looked into her eyes and then giuded her towards her bedroom. Kissing her all her face. He muttered sweet nothings against the nape of her neck.
Pulling him down on the bed, he kissed a trail of kisses on her shoulders. She arched for his touch and her hips bucked and grinded into his groin.
He but his lips and then crashed them on hers, sinking into her mouth. He moaned heavily, knowing fuly well he had reached home.
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