Trying To Cheat Fate
By: Xiao-chan
Author's Note:
Miss me? Dear god I hope so. I know I haven't been writing for a long time, but as I said I was suffering sevre writer's block (it's a horror, I know.) So, anyway, I'm hoping chapter eight will be a success considering how I didn't post in so so so long.
If you're looking for the Eriol/Meiling conversations, there is none in this chapter! I wonder if that's considered a good thing? It's more Syaoran/Meiling this chapter.
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Chapter Eight: Rain Drops.
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"Syaoran?" Her voice was soft and hurt at the same time. He still was quiet, though, thinking over what he would say to her. He knew this was a hard topic for her to place on to both of them, so he had make sure everything he was going to say was perfect.
"...Meiling, I really only want whatever you want. If you want to be a mother now, have a child, our child, then it's fine with me. It's okay if you don't want it either. Just understand, Mei, I want whatever will make you happy. When you're happy, I'll be happy," He made every word that he spoke clear with a bit of comfort and understanding in it.
He could hear and feel her whole body trembling softly as he held her. He could tell she was crying softly, too. He really just wanted to calm her down, and give this whole devastation to someone else who could handle the whole factor, but he knew he couldn't.
"I'm sorry, Syaoran," her voice gently filled the room. He started rubbing her fingers gently with his once again, trying to calm her down. "For putting this on you. I'm so sorry. Sorry, Syaoran.."
"Meiling?"
She was still trembling and crying. "So so so sorry."
"Meiling?"
"Sorry.."
"Meiling Li?" That quieted her down. "Listen, don't be sorry, not all of this is your fault. We're in this together, okay?"
"Syaoran, this is MY fault," her voice was growing louder and more crying was happening at the same time.
"No, listen to me--"
"It's not your fault, it's mine!"
"Meiling--"
"It's all my fault..."
"MEILING! Please, just calm down, and listen to me!" She stopped talking instantly. "Okay, I am there for you, and it's not your fault. It doesn't happen because of one person, okay?"
"..Okay, Syaoran."
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Groan. It was raining by nine o'clock that morning. She had hated the rain, mostly because it reminded her of herself. Rain drops would slowly drip down the window's glass, just like tears would spill slowly down her cheeks when she cried. To her, rain drops reminded her of how 'weak' she truely was. If only she could be on top of things, if she couldn't only control what was going on.
She stood, setting her finger on the glass opposite of the side that was outside, caring water. Her finger gently followed a raindrop down the the bottom. The bottom of the window was like the final destination, and for rain drops it was no more free fall, and for her, she still didn't know.
"I hate this," Meiling mumbled quietly, hoping no would hear her. Her emotion had quickly turned from pity on herself to hatred on everything. "Why do people make such a big deal about me? It's my life, I should be able to do what I want to," she sighed lightly, realizing what she had just said to herself. Again her emotion changed from hatred to depression. "No, Meiling, you know why, it's because they love you, and they care for you--"
She felt warmth gently creep up behind her and gently place itself around her shoulders. "Of course we love you, Mei."
"Syaoran--"
"Who would love you more then I do?" He placed a soft kiss on the side of her neck. Again, she felt like collapsing. Another change in emotion, depression to desire. She placed a kiss on his cheek for th first time in which seemed like forever. He grinned.
"In a better mood, Mei?"
Meiling shut her eyes as his grasp gently tightened, then he placed his head on her shoulder, kissing her again on the cheek this time. "I am."
"You're acting like you're eighteen again," he paused for a moment. "I like it," his voice seemed to have romance mixed with a hint of seduction, something unusual since Meiling's knowledge of being pregnant. For the first time, she was comfortable with this all.
"Syaoran.."
"Hm?"
"I love you," her voice was almost like a pur, soft, loving, and so perfect in every way.
"I love you, too."
Meiling moved to a different position, to where she could embrace him. He held her before actually make any move on her. After a few minutes, she could feel him kissing her neck lightly, and his fingers playing with the rim of her pajamas shirt; a red tanktop. She smiled, letting him have his way for the time being.
She could feel him gently sliding his hands up the back of her shirt, placing his hands on her bare back, then the feeling of being pushed against the wall next to the window. Everything seemed to becoming a bit more playful or even forceful. His lips met with her, kissing. His arms gently pulled her shirt up. He broke the kiss, and pulled it off, and dropping it to the ground next to them. He let his eyes gently scan her upper body, over her perfect figure, despite the fact that she wasn't as skinny as she was a few weeks ago, it didn't seem to bother him, though.
He gently pulled her closer to him. "My God, Mei, you're beautiful," he whispered before again kissing her on the neck. He stopped again. "I love you so much, Mei," he said. She moved her head to the side slightly, moaning lightly.
"Syaoran.."
"Hm?"
"Do you remember what happened last time you were drunk?"
"I do," he said through kisses. "But I wasn't drunk."
"Wait.." She blinked. "Wait, Syaoran, stop," but it appeared that he was too busy kissing her neck, still. "Syaoran, please!" At that, he stopped and looked at her, waiting for her to say something. "I.. I don't want anything to happen, please," her voice faded in a pleading tone. "Let's just stop."
"Meiling--"
"Syaoran, please!" He kissed her once more on the neck, before releasing her from his loving grasp. "I'm sorry," she whispered, bending down and grabbing her shirt. He shook his head slowly.
"No, it's okay. You're right, we shouldn't do this. You don't want anything to happen, I shouldn't of started it."
"Syaoran--"
"No, really, Meiling, I'm serious."
"I.." she slipped the shirt back on, and looked at him. "I'm going to go change and walk outside, okay?"
"It's raining, though!"
"I know, I'll be fine, don't worry."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"N-no, that's okay. You stay and cook some breakfeast or something."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive, Syaoran, trust me."
"..."
"I'm just going to clear out my thoughts, that's all."
"Mei.." his voice was pleading, he didn't want her to get hurt by going outside, in the rain, alone, without him.
"Please, Syaoran."
"..Okay, but you'll be back soon?"
"I promise you, I'll be okay, and I'll be back soon."
"Okay.."
"I love you," she leaned in and whispered it to him. "Don't doubt it, Syaoran, never ever. I just need sometime to myself." She moved away, and walked back down the hallway to their bedroom, pulling out some clothes, and began to change out her pajamas and into another outfit to fit the rainy weather outside.
"I never doubt it, Meiling," he whispered back. "Never have I doubted that."
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After Note:
Finally! A worthy chapter eight with a bit of.. um.. that! I'm proud of myself, because I finished this in.. what 4 or 5 days? Yay, everyone praise Xiao for her accomplishment. No, I'm kidding. But do you know what I really want? I think you do, want to take a guess? I want you all to reviewwww! I only have about 18 reviews right now, and that's nothing compared to "a promise never broken." okay.. so maybe it is close to 25. I'll shut up now. But be a nice reviewer and review this, even request it to your friends..? Hey, did you know I shocked people by writing this? A few certain people I didn't expect ever to read this.. ::Eyes some of her friends.:: Oh well.. Um.. Okay, I'm done!
By: Xiao-chan
Author's Note:
Miss me? Dear god I hope so. I know I haven't been writing for a long time, but as I said I was suffering sevre writer's block (it's a horror, I know.) So, anyway, I'm hoping chapter eight will be a success considering how I didn't post in so so so long.
If you're looking for the Eriol/Meiling conversations, there is none in this chapter! I wonder if that's considered a good thing? It's more Syaoran/Meiling this chapter.
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Chapter Eight: Rain Drops.
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"Syaoran?" Her voice was soft and hurt at the same time. He still was quiet, though, thinking over what he would say to her. He knew this was a hard topic for her to place on to both of them, so he had make sure everything he was going to say was perfect.
"...Meiling, I really only want whatever you want. If you want to be a mother now, have a child, our child, then it's fine with me. It's okay if you don't want it either. Just understand, Mei, I want whatever will make you happy. When you're happy, I'll be happy," He made every word that he spoke clear with a bit of comfort and understanding in it.
He could hear and feel her whole body trembling softly as he held her. He could tell she was crying softly, too. He really just wanted to calm her down, and give this whole devastation to someone else who could handle the whole factor, but he knew he couldn't.
"I'm sorry, Syaoran," her voice gently filled the room. He started rubbing her fingers gently with his once again, trying to calm her down. "For putting this on you. I'm so sorry. Sorry, Syaoran.."
"Meiling?"
She was still trembling and crying. "So so so sorry."
"Meiling?"
"Sorry.."
"Meiling Li?" That quieted her down. "Listen, don't be sorry, not all of this is your fault. We're in this together, okay?"
"Syaoran, this is MY fault," her voice was growing louder and more crying was happening at the same time.
"No, listen to me--"
"It's not your fault, it's mine!"
"Meiling--"
"It's all my fault..."
"MEILING! Please, just calm down, and listen to me!" She stopped talking instantly. "Okay, I am there for you, and it's not your fault. It doesn't happen because of one person, okay?"
"..Okay, Syaoran."
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Groan. It was raining by nine o'clock that morning. She had hated the rain, mostly because it reminded her of herself. Rain drops would slowly drip down the window's glass, just like tears would spill slowly down her cheeks when she cried. To her, rain drops reminded her of how 'weak' she truely was. If only she could be on top of things, if she couldn't only control what was going on.
She stood, setting her finger on the glass opposite of the side that was outside, caring water. Her finger gently followed a raindrop down the the bottom. The bottom of the window was like the final destination, and for rain drops it was no more free fall, and for her, she still didn't know.
"I hate this," Meiling mumbled quietly, hoping no would hear her. Her emotion had quickly turned from pity on herself to hatred on everything. "Why do people make such a big deal about me? It's my life, I should be able to do what I want to," she sighed lightly, realizing what she had just said to herself. Again her emotion changed from hatred to depression. "No, Meiling, you know why, it's because they love you, and they care for you--"
She felt warmth gently creep up behind her and gently place itself around her shoulders. "Of course we love you, Mei."
"Syaoran--"
"Who would love you more then I do?" He placed a soft kiss on the side of her neck. Again, she felt like collapsing. Another change in emotion, depression to desire. She placed a kiss on his cheek for th first time in which seemed like forever. He grinned.
"In a better mood, Mei?"
Meiling shut her eyes as his grasp gently tightened, then he placed his head on her shoulder, kissing her again on the cheek this time. "I am."
"You're acting like you're eighteen again," he paused for a moment. "I like it," his voice seemed to have romance mixed with a hint of seduction, something unusual since Meiling's knowledge of being pregnant. For the first time, she was comfortable with this all.
"Syaoran.."
"Hm?"
"I love you," her voice was almost like a pur, soft, loving, and so perfect in every way.
"I love you, too."
Meiling moved to a different position, to where she could embrace him. He held her before actually make any move on her. After a few minutes, she could feel him kissing her neck lightly, and his fingers playing with the rim of her pajamas shirt; a red tanktop. She smiled, letting him have his way for the time being.
She could feel him gently sliding his hands up the back of her shirt, placing his hands on her bare back, then the feeling of being pushed against the wall next to the window. Everything seemed to becoming a bit more playful or even forceful. His lips met with her, kissing. His arms gently pulled her shirt up. He broke the kiss, and pulled it off, and dropping it to the ground next to them. He let his eyes gently scan her upper body, over her perfect figure, despite the fact that she wasn't as skinny as she was a few weeks ago, it didn't seem to bother him, though.
He gently pulled her closer to him. "My God, Mei, you're beautiful," he whispered before again kissing her on the neck. He stopped again. "I love you so much, Mei," he said. She moved her head to the side slightly, moaning lightly.
"Syaoran.."
"Hm?"
"Do you remember what happened last time you were drunk?"
"I do," he said through kisses. "But I wasn't drunk."
"Wait.." She blinked. "Wait, Syaoran, stop," but it appeared that he was too busy kissing her neck, still. "Syaoran, please!" At that, he stopped and looked at her, waiting for her to say something. "I.. I don't want anything to happen, please," her voice faded in a pleading tone. "Let's just stop."
"Meiling--"
"Syaoran, please!" He kissed her once more on the neck, before releasing her from his loving grasp. "I'm sorry," she whispered, bending down and grabbing her shirt. He shook his head slowly.
"No, it's okay. You're right, we shouldn't do this. You don't want anything to happen, I shouldn't of started it."
"Syaoran--"
"No, really, Meiling, I'm serious."
"I.." she slipped the shirt back on, and looked at him. "I'm going to go change and walk outside, okay?"
"It's raining, though!"
"I know, I'll be fine, don't worry."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"N-no, that's okay. You stay and cook some breakfeast or something."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive, Syaoran, trust me."
"..."
"I'm just going to clear out my thoughts, that's all."
"Mei.." his voice was pleading, he didn't want her to get hurt by going outside, in the rain, alone, without him.
"Please, Syaoran."
"..Okay, but you'll be back soon?"
"I promise you, I'll be okay, and I'll be back soon."
"Okay.."
"I love you," she leaned in and whispered it to him. "Don't doubt it, Syaoran, never ever. I just need sometime to myself." She moved away, and walked back down the hallway to their bedroom, pulling out some clothes, and began to change out her pajamas and into another outfit to fit the rainy weather outside.
"I never doubt it, Meiling," he whispered back. "Never have I doubted that."
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After Note:
Finally! A worthy chapter eight with a bit of.. um.. that! I'm proud of myself, because I finished this in.. what 4 or 5 days? Yay, everyone praise Xiao for her accomplishment. No, I'm kidding. But do you know what I really want? I think you do, want to take a guess? I want you all to reviewwww! I only have about 18 reviews right now, and that's nothing compared to "a promise never broken." okay.. so maybe it is close to 25. I'll shut up now. But be a nice reviewer and review this, even request it to your friends..? Hey, did you know I shocked people by writing this? A few certain people I didn't expect ever to read this.. ::Eyes some of her friends.:: Oh well.. Um.. Okay, I'm done!