Chapter three: A Reason for Living

"Eriol…" Yue's eyes widened as Eriol back away after the kiss. "Why?"

"Like Keroberus said perhaps my heart has stayed the same after all these years." Eriol closed his eyes folding his hands in his lap. " I am sorry if I offended you."

"No… Shocked. I thought you despised me."

"Like I said that was my pain talking. Now I want something else to talk something that has stayed hidden for 2 long years."

"What is that?" Yue closed his eyes and continued kneeling there on the carpet in front of Eriol. Unfolding his wings, Yue laid his head against Eriol's lap, his silver hair spilling out against his black pants.

"My heart. You know how hard I have tried to keep it hidden, now I can't. Not from you anyway." Eriol ran his fingers through Yue's thick silver hair. "has any one ever told you how beautiful you are?"

"Not since…" Yue's voice dropped as he closed his eyes. "I am sorry. I always mention him don't I?"

"There is nothing to say you are sorry over Yue. You loved him." Eriol stroked his cheek gently gazing down at the guardian with eyes that were deeper than that of a 22-year-old. They told stories of the past, of masquerade balls, gardens, of moon lit nights, and of kisses in the summer rain. Eriol shook his head and his braid flopping from left to right against the old leather chair. "Yue, the say you only get one chance at life. After Spinel and Ruby Moon died, I thought it was the end of me." 'Again.' "I felt so lost that, I figured the only way out was death, freedom, but you came to me. You made me see again. Thank you."

Yue nuzzled his cheek against his hand, almost purring lightly. "I did the same thing you would have done for me."

'Even thought your true heart will always belong to him. Stay with me.' "So are you ready to get going?" Eriol looked up his eyes closing them lightly.

"I was not planing on leaving, unless you want me too." Yue stood up fanning his hair and wings out behind himself.

"No, I just figured your mistress would be worried."

"She is a friend who I protect. Not a mistress, as was Clow not really my master." 'He was my heart.'

'Was!?' Eriol shook his head realizing that he read Yue's mind. "Who holds your heart now?"

Yue shrugged. "You."

"Am I?!" Eriol sat back in his seat and opened his eyes looking to Yue.

"Hai." Yue shook his head holding his hand out to Eriol. "Come on."

"Where are we going?" Eriol took his hand.

"Some where special to me." Yue held his hand tightly as he ran up into the circular room, where the old study used to be. "This is where I was made, this is also where my most private memory happened." Yue pulled him close. "This is also where I want to have my first private memory of you."

Eriol shook his head. "Private?"

Yue ran his long graceful fingers against his shoulders that were covered with the dark suit coat. Tilting his head to the side he blushed lightly. "Like what happened after I found Clow sitting out in the rain."

Eriol closed his eyes as a hundred images hit him at once, each of them more explicit then the last. The final image made a whimper escape from his parted lips. "That night... was the last night you ever saw him. That was when you and him…"

Yue let go of his hand, the small desk that was once in the room while Clow was alive was replaced with a dresser and a old bed, that was covered with soft cream colored satin and crimson trimmed pillows. "I want to share that memory with you, if I am allowed?"

Eriol stood there, his heart was pounding in his ears as he looked up at Yue. "Are you sure you want to?"

"As sure as the sunrise and the sunset." Yue touched the sleeve of the black suit coat, wishing silently that is was the robe he first saw him in with the radiating sun and made of soft black velvet.

"Yue?" Eriol reached for his hand. "I wish I knew what you were thinking."

"I wanted to see you in them robes now as an adult. Your hair down against your face and that smile you always had against your lips. I miss that." Yue clutched his hand tighter as he saw the light form around Eriol's body.

In place of the suit was the old robe he used to wear. His hair that was normally in a braid feel unbound to his waist, closing his eyes he smiled, catching Yue's hand in his as he lifted it to his lips. "Now about that memory."

Yue spun him around pushing him back against the satin covered bed. As they both fell Yue captured his lips in a soft gentle kiss, his fingers undoing the catches on the velvet robe. Pushing the robe of his shoulders, Yue pressed his pale lips against his neck flicking his tongue against his skin.

Eriol moaned as his head lulled back against the satin pillow. Lifting his hands up, he began to remove the moon guardian's drape. Pushing it down against Yue's back his fingers only momentarily brushing against his bottom.