A/N: You peoples are so lucky! For me to post this after the cliffhanger of Chapter 14! ^________^ I think I need to change the genre of this story. This is turning out to be agnsty (now I know what agnst is, I think, from reading other fics that were agnst...) and romance. The romance between Yue and Syaoran, as adopted father and son..*BIG SMILE* and then the S+S!

Chapter 15- Yue

Syaoran had been hurt badly. This was a wound that would take a long time to heal. Normaly, wounds just healed as soon as we got them, even with steel that was infused with magic, the wounds healed quick in human terms. But this wound went deep into my "son's" side. At that moment, I wanted to plant the knife in Syaoran's side, into the heart of the one who put it in his side. I knew exactly who it was too. Kinomoto Touya.

"Ano, Yue-san," a frightened voice said carefully.

I looked up from Syaoran's pale face. I had crouched over him, and was now holding him protectivly. I saw the Kinomoto girl standing in the light of a street light, holding that damn sword.

"What?" I snapped. I was not in the mood to fight. But if one came up, the person who challenged me would regret it within seconds. I was on edge so to say.

The Kinomoto girl looked nervous, and a little frightened. She should be...

"Yue-san, you're L-Syaoran's father, ne?" She asked with more confidence.

"Only by adoption so to say. His real father died before I even met this child. What do you want?" I answered curtly.

The Kinomoto girl walked over to the shadows where I was with Syaoran. I clutched the bleeding Syaoran closer to me. "If you're here to finish him off, then think again, because I will kill you without thinking twice!"

She put down the sword, before coming closer. "Why would I want to kill Syaoran?"

"You are a vampire hunter, he and myself are vampires, so that is your job," I hissed in answer.

She looked at me sadly. "That may be true, but Syaoran told me that all vampires aren't the way they seem. You see, I...I fell in love with Syaoran. Not because I thought he was human, but because I liked him as an individual. Even with the knowlege of what he is, and that he killed my mother, I think I still love him. And I know he loves you, so I think I could love you also," she stated quietly.

Confusion washed through me. "So...even though he is damned for eternity, and killed your mother, you still love him?"

The Kino-Sakura nodded.

I still held Syaoran to me tightly. "So you are turning your back on your kind?"

"I-I am not sure. I mean, I am human, but you two aren't. That is a difficulty," she stammered.

I considered all of this. I continued to stare at the human girl who just admitted to being in love with one of my kind, one of the damned.

"O-otou-san..." I heard Syaoran murmur weakly. I looked down at him. His eyes were partially open.

"Hai, Syaoran?" I asked gently, for the time ignoring the young hunter who had crouched infront of me.

Syaoran reached up to my face, and touched it similar to the way I had stroked his cheek once.

"Otou-san...I love her too. But...we are impossible. Otou-san, I love you also...I..."

I could tell that he was somewhat delerious, the way he jumped from subject to subject, but I knew that some of this was sincere. Like the parts about loving Sakura and myself.

"Syaoran," Sakura murmured.

We were abruptly in the apartment. I wasn't sure if it was Syaoran or myself that had done that. Mabye it had been both of us. Sakura was there also. So was her sword.

"How are we going to heal that?" Sakura asked, pointing to the wound in Syaoran's side. I layed him gently onto the bed.

"It will heal on its own. It will just take more-" I cut off, for I saw the wound getting smaller. How the hell? A wound like that would normally be there for a day at least. I felt at his aura and then figured out why. Syaoran was so much stronger than myself now, but he had been hiding it. After drinking of Ashi's blood, she deserved it, he had gotten considerably stronger, but I hadn't noticed how much stronger. I smiled warmly at him.

"It is healing just like that?" Sakura gasped in amazement.

She really was an amature wasn't she? I can't say that, for I had expected this to last for a day or two at least.

Syaoran sat up. The wound was gone completely. "Now that that is done," he whispered weakly, and then looked over to Sakura and myself. Speaking of which, the only reason I didn't kill her then and there, or even sooner, was because of Syaoran. He loved her, so I would leave her alone. I just felt that, that needed mentioning.

"So, what are we going to do about the current situation?" I asked coldly. I felt no special feelings for this emraulde eyed girl, so I kept my voice cold. Syaoran was the only person whom I was warm to.

Syaoran shook his head. "I don't know. This is a f****d up situation," he commented. (a/n: sorry about the language there. Just deal with it. I have mentioned before the total OOCness...)

I looked to the human girl, Sakura.

"I don't know what to do," she whispered. "I can't leave my brother and father, and I don't want to make Syaoran leave you."

I laughed at that. I heard a snort from Syaoran too. "He cannot go back you know," I said through the small amount of laughter.

"Hoe?"

"Sakura, you should know this...being a Hunter. I CANNOT become human again. It is impossible. Besides, I lost my human side long ago," Syaoran stated. At the end of that, he looked pointedly at me.

"What?"

"...Nothing. I am not saying it's a bad thing."

I sighed verbaly.

"Besides," Syaoran continued, turning back to Sakura, "I didn't exactly have it all that great when I was human anyways."

This converstion was pointless. I said so, and both Sakura and Syaoran agreed.

"So, you need to figure out how to handle this. Oh yes, you might want to warn your brother that this attack will not go without a price," I said. At the end, my voice became heated with anger. NO ONE would hurt my son that bad, and live to tell of it very long.

Sakura gave me a frightened look. Then she looked to Syaoran for help. No help from him. He was as mad as I was.

"Don't kill Touya," Sakura whispered quietly.

I raised an eyebrow. "And why not? He tried to kill the...ano...person you love. And the person I love."

Sakura shook her head. "He doesn't understand. Please, don't kill him!"

I was getting more and more annoyed with this human girl. Hold back Yue. For your "son".

"Sakura, something will have to be done," I heard Syaoran whisper.

Sakura's eyes were sad, and almost angry. "Syaoran, onegai!"

"But, I promise not to kill him."

I repeated this also. Fine then I would find a way to keep him alive throughout torture.

Sakura smiled and embraced me first. Then she ran to Syaoran and jumped on him. They stayed together for a moment, before Syaoran said, "I'll take you home." Then both of them vanished.

When they had gone, I sat down on a chair, hard. She hugged me. She could still love Syaoran even after he killed her mother. Strange. I had no idea what to make of this.

"Human emotions are too confusing anyways..." I mumbled and then went to stretch out on the bed. Syaoran reappeared soon after, laying beside me.

"We're going to figure something out," He said as he stretched out.

"About what?" I mumbled, not wanting to disscuss this.

"Otou-san, you are not clueless and I know that. We have to figure out what to do about Sakura."

I turned away. "You figure it out. It is your problem."

"Demo-"

"I said deal with it on your own! I can't save you from every problem you come up against! Besides, it is your problem that you are in love with a human! GET IT?!" I shouted. What was wrong with me?! Was I jealous? Why would I be? I loved Syaoran as a son, but mabye I just wanted him to stay with me only.

"Otou-san..." I heard Syaoran mumur in a hurt voice. It was filled with pain. Emotional pain.

It tore me apart to hear that in his voice. I hadn't heard that in his voice for about four or five hundred years. I am not sure, since he is only five or six hundred years old.

Was I jealous? Mabye. Yes. But it hurt him, and I did NOT want to hurt my son. Even if he wasn't mine by birth, he was the only son I had, or even knew. Just like I was the only father he knew. I didn't want to cause him pain.

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A/N: I never knew I was a good romance writer, but I figured I'd mention some stuff from reveiws...I am not sure if it was from a review for this fic or a review for another CCS fic, but thank you for comments on my romance writing (forgive me for most likely getting the story wrong that the review was on. I have SO many, and I AM NOT COMPLAINING) I don't know how I do it. My mother says I have a romantic soul. ?.? You could never tell by my personality...but anyways, just thought I'd mention something from that review, it the person comes to read this. (or if it was on this one ^^;) Ja ne!