Author: Jasmine Flame, AKA Mirai. All flames can be directed to jasmine_flame@hotmail.com
Rating: PG. It's usually pretty tame but...
Couples: Yaoi and yuri. Firstly SakuraxSyaoran then we get into the more interesting pairings. EriolxSyaoran, TomoyoxSakura and a bit of TouyaxYukito thrown in as well.. They're my favourite couples, so that's what in here! ^.^
Disclaimer: Yeah they don't belong to me. I don't own anything. They belong to Kodansha and Clamp.
Notes: YAY! The last chapter! I can't believe *I* actually finished something. Don't forget to R&R to tell me how much my story sucked!
Part 6/6
Eriol and Syaoran
I looked at him thoughtfully. Syaoran really did have me confused. It was rather annoying but at the same time, enticing.
He'd been so angry. Angry enough to hit me.
I tenderly touched my lip at the thought.
Then he was so surprised at what he'd done, he couldn't speak. Then he'd ran again.
Now he was back.
We didn't say anything for a long time, and I think we were both content with that.
I'm not sure how much time passed really. I lost all sense of time and almost my grip on reality as I watched him. The darkness was lightly illuminated by the park lights, like firefly's against a dark sky. The light bounced off his dark hair and with every movement of his head it seemed to sparkle with it's own light. I couldn't see his eyes though, since he never did once look at me. I didn't mind though. I knew he was thinking. I had my own thinking to do. About him.
I'm sure at least an hour passed before he spoke. It was getting cold out all ready and a couple times the rain had started for a moment of two, before stopping again.
"I asked you before and you didn't give me an answer. Why are you here?" Syaoran asked finally, lifting his head to look at me.
For a moment violet met amber, before he pulled away. I could've whimpered from the loss of his intent gaze. It was so amazing. So beautiful.
I managed to keep my calm though and I told him the story. How I received Sakura's letter. Then receiving Tomoyo's. My decision.
Of course, I left out all parts relevant to my feelings for him. I don't think he'd take it too kindly at the moment, if ever.
I listened to Eriol's story intently, wondering how I could've ever endeavoured to keep Sakura and Tomoyo apart.
This boy...well...Eriol Hiiragizawa was willing to travel across half the globe to see them get together, and I can't let them be because of my own selfish feelings.
Suddenly it wasn't hate I felt towards Eriol anymore. It was admiration. Knowing that someone could be that unselfish to set two people on the path of love.
Even if it did mean tearing Sakura and I apart. I couldn't blame him for that. I couldn't blame anyone for that. Not even myself.
Eriol went quiet and I looked up at him from my slouched position. Somehow it didn't feel like the end. Not to this particular story anyhow.
It didn't make sense. Eriol flying all the way here, then Tomoyo and Sakura got together. Then...he flew home?
I shook my head a little, not understanding.
"What's wrong?" Eriol asked softly.
I looked at him again, his face was soft, sort of sad. I didn't know why. He should be happy he'd gotten what he'd come here for.
"I don't understand you story," I found myself blurting out. Thankfully the darkness hid my blushing face.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
I lowered my head again and bit my lower lip in thought, finally I staggered out my next sentence.
"I don't understand, why someone would be so sad once they've gotten what they came for."
I glanced up, meeting his violet eyes again. They looked a little stunned behind those glasses. I didn't know why. Again.
I was stunned. My descendant was perceptive. Not that I doubted his intelligence, but to be able to read into my story like that.
"I haven't gotten what I came for," I said finally and looked away.
I don't know if he understood or not, but everything was silent for a nauseating couple of minutes.
"Then what -did- you come for?" he asked finally. I didn't look back. I couldn't meet his gaze. I knew he was looking at me. I could almost feel those amber orbs searing into me.
I couldn't keep the secret anymore. If I didn't want to say it, my heart would learn how to speak.
What I came here for. You. Nothing else. Seeing Sakura and Tomoyo happy was a chance outcome. A unexpected development that I'd worked around and used to my benefit.
But if you reject me, I'll have to return to England. To a life I could never learn to love.
I hated the silence now. Before it had been almost welcome. I'd enjoyed it. Sitting in the darkness with my Little Wolf. Simply, being.
Simply, being.
The heaven's chose this moment to rain down on us. Like Mother Nature had been waiting for us to leave but could not wait any longer.
Heavy drops fell around me, and soon I was soaked. But I still didn't speak. I couldn't think of the words.
Syaoran hadn't moved. I knew he hadn't. He was still looking at me from his swing seat, waiting for my answer as if it would solve all the World's mysteries.
I opened my mouth, licking my lips slowly with my dry tongue. The only noise I could hear was my own steady breathing and the sound of the rain around me. I almost wished I was alone.
"Please tell me," Syaoran asked finally after what seemed years. His voice was barely above a whisper, just loud enough to reach my ears over the roar of the wind and rain.
I swivelled in my seat a little, leaning against the chain so I could look at him. I took a deep breath and bit my lower lip again. Glancing up at the sky quickly, droplets bouncing off my glasses. I looked back at him again. His eyes were still fixed on me like they had been before. Still with the same curious fascination illuminating the amber orbs.
"You want to know why I'm here?"
Syaoran nodded eagerly, his hair clinging to his face in wet tendrils.
I blinked a couple times and pushed a wet bit of hair from my eyes.
"I'm here---I'm here for you. I came here, for you."
I'm not sure what he thought then. But he didn't move. Instead he just looked at me, his beautiful eyes never leaving mine.
I don't know if I'd ever felt so nervous. Everything was painfully quiet again, but I couldn't pull my gaze away from Syaoran Li. My Little Wolf.
I'm not even sure if I noticed him shift in his seat to mirror my position, but soon we were painfully close. I could almost feel the heat radiating from his body.
Then his hand reached up and removed my raindrop covered glasses. He put them in my hand before moving his fingers back to my face, brushing away the wet strands of hair that fell into my eyes.
"Syao--"
"Shhh..." he whispered and stood up slowly, dragging me with him as he caught my hands. I dropped my glasses, they were completely forgotten now.
My heart skipped a beat as he closed the gap between us, one arm encircling my waist, the other caressing my hair.
"Syao-chan..." I whispered before his lips covered my own. It was like fire itself. But sweet. Sweet fire. It didn't make sense. Nothing made sense anymore as he pressed me closer to his body, letting his fingers trail through my wet hair as he kissed me.
And I didn't care.
Rating: PG. It's usually pretty tame but...
Couples: Yaoi and yuri. Firstly SakuraxSyaoran then we get into the more interesting pairings. EriolxSyaoran, TomoyoxSakura and a bit of TouyaxYukito thrown in as well.. They're my favourite couples, so that's what in here! ^.^
Disclaimer: Yeah they don't belong to me. I don't own anything. They belong to Kodansha and Clamp.
Notes: YAY! The last chapter! I can't believe *I* actually finished something. Don't forget to R&R to tell me how much my story sucked!
Part 6/6
Eriol and Syaoran
I looked at him thoughtfully. Syaoran really did have me confused. It was rather annoying but at the same time, enticing.
He'd been so angry. Angry enough to hit me.
I tenderly touched my lip at the thought.
Then he was so surprised at what he'd done, he couldn't speak. Then he'd ran again.
Now he was back.
We didn't say anything for a long time, and I think we were both content with that.
I'm not sure how much time passed really. I lost all sense of time and almost my grip on reality as I watched him. The darkness was lightly illuminated by the park lights, like firefly's against a dark sky. The light bounced off his dark hair and with every movement of his head it seemed to sparkle with it's own light. I couldn't see his eyes though, since he never did once look at me. I didn't mind though. I knew he was thinking. I had my own thinking to do. About him.
I'm sure at least an hour passed before he spoke. It was getting cold out all ready and a couple times the rain had started for a moment of two, before stopping again.
"I asked you before and you didn't give me an answer. Why are you here?" Syaoran asked finally, lifting his head to look at me.
For a moment violet met amber, before he pulled away. I could've whimpered from the loss of his intent gaze. It was so amazing. So beautiful.
I managed to keep my calm though and I told him the story. How I received Sakura's letter. Then receiving Tomoyo's. My decision.
Of course, I left out all parts relevant to my feelings for him. I don't think he'd take it too kindly at the moment, if ever.
I listened to Eriol's story intently, wondering how I could've ever endeavoured to keep Sakura and Tomoyo apart.
This boy...well...Eriol Hiiragizawa was willing to travel across half the globe to see them get together, and I can't let them be because of my own selfish feelings.
Suddenly it wasn't hate I felt towards Eriol anymore. It was admiration. Knowing that someone could be that unselfish to set two people on the path of love.
Even if it did mean tearing Sakura and I apart. I couldn't blame him for that. I couldn't blame anyone for that. Not even myself.
Eriol went quiet and I looked up at him from my slouched position. Somehow it didn't feel like the end. Not to this particular story anyhow.
It didn't make sense. Eriol flying all the way here, then Tomoyo and Sakura got together. Then...he flew home?
I shook my head a little, not understanding.
"What's wrong?" Eriol asked softly.
I looked at him again, his face was soft, sort of sad. I didn't know why. He should be happy he'd gotten what he'd come here for.
"I don't understand you story," I found myself blurting out. Thankfully the darkness hid my blushing face.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
I lowered my head again and bit my lower lip in thought, finally I staggered out my next sentence.
"I don't understand, why someone would be so sad once they've gotten what they came for."
I glanced up, meeting his violet eyes again. They looked a little stunned behind those glasses. I didn't know why. Again.
I was stunned. My descendant was perceptive. Not that I doubted his intelligence, but to be able to read into my story like that.
"I haven't gotten what I came for," I said finally and looked away.
I don't know if he understood or not, but everything was silent for a nauseating couple of minutes.
"Then what -did- you come for?" he asked finally. I didn't look back. I couldn't meet his gaze. I knew he was looking at me. I could almost feel those amber orbs searing into me.
I couldn't keep the secret anymore. If I didn't want to say it, my heart would learn how to speak.
What I came here for. You. Nothing else. Seeing Sakura and Tomoyo happy was a chance outcome. A unexpected development that I'd worked around and used to my benefit.
But if you reject me, I'll have to return to England. To a life I could never learn to love.
I hated the silence now. Before it had been almost welcome. I'd enjoyed it. Sitting in the darkness with my Little Wolf. Simply, being.
Simply, being.
The heaven's chose this moment to rain down on us. Like Mother Nature had been waiting for us to leave but could not wait any longer.
Heavy drops fell around me, and soon I was soaked. But I still didn't speak. I couldn't think of the words.
Syaoran hadn't moved. I knew he hadn't. He was still looking at me from his swing seat, waiting for my answer as if it would solve all the World's mysteries.
I opened my mouth, licking my lips slowly with my dry tongue. The only noise I could hear was my own steady breathing and the sound of the rain around me. I almost wished I was alone.
"Please tell me," Syaoran asked finally after what seemed years. His voice was barely above a whisper, just loud enough to reach my ears over the roar of the wind and rain.
I swivelled in my seat a little, leaning against the chain so I could look at him. I took a deep breath and bit my lower lip again. Glancing up at the sky quickly, droplets bouncing off my glasses. I looked back at him again. His eyes were still fixed on me like they had been before. Still with the same curious fascination illuminating the amber orbs.
"You want to know why I'm here?"
Syaoran nodded eagerly, his hair clinging to his face in wet tendrils.
I blinked a couple times and pushed a wet bit of hair from my eyes.
"I'm here---I'm here for you. I came here, for you."
I'm not sure what he thought then. But he didn't move. Instead he just looked at me, his beautiful eyes never leaving mine.
I don't know if I'd ever felt so nervous. Everything was painfully quiet again, but I couldn't pull my gaze away from Syaoran Li. My Little Wolf.
I'm not even sure if I noticed him shift in his seat to mirror my position, but soon we were painfully close. I could almost feel the heat radiating from his body.
Then his hand reached up and removed my raindrop covered glasses. He put them in my hand before moving his fingers back to my face, brushing away the wet strands of hair that fell into my eyes.
"Syao--"
"Shhh..." he whispered and stood up slowly, dragging me with him as he caught my hands. I dropped my glasses, they were completely forgotten now.
My heart skipped a beat as he closed the gap between us, one arm encircling my waist, the other caressing my hair.
"Syao-chan..." I whispered before his lips covered my own. It was like fire itself. But sweet. Sweet fire. It didn't make sense. Nothing made sense anymore as he pressed me closer to his body, letting his fingers trail through my wet hair as he kissed me.
And I didn't care.