*For real, this is the last chapter. I hope you all have enjoyed this fic,
and if I get enough reviews for it I might write a sequel (yeah there's a
sequel already floating through my head). Please review for me!*
Charmed
Sakura awoke with a start, a cold sweat on her brow. She looked around the room she had been sleeping in. It was a good sized room within the castle of Denitar. She and Syaoran had moved into it after his demise, and turned it into a happy home. They were married two years, and for Sakura, they had been two of the happiest years of her life. Syaoran had reunited with his family, and it turned out the four women he felt so connected to were in fact his flesh and blood.
Slipping quietly out of the bed she shared with her husband, Sakura walked out of the room and down the hall toward another room. The door creaked slightly as Sakura pushed it open. She walked cautiously, trying not to make a sound as she moved to the wall adjacent to the large window. Moonlight spilled into the room in a neat rectangle as Sakura bent over and checked on a small sleeping baby. She felt arms encircle her, and turned to find Syaoran behind her, his sleepy eyes filled with concern.
"Is something wrong? Did you have the dream again?" Syaoran asked, his voice low to keep from waking the baby.
"Yes. I cannot stop having this dream, no matter how I try. They come for him, Syaoran, and I cannot stop them." Sakura whispered, resting her head against Syaoran's strong chest and looking back down at their baby.
"He is safe. His parents are strong. He is strong. In the week he has been on this planet, he has showed that he possesses great power." Syaoran soothed, trying to reassure his worried wife. Sakura's eyes showed her fears for their son, and Syaoran was determined not to let anything happen to him or Sakura. He was her Protector, after all.
The cry of the tiny infant caused Sakura to reach into his crib and gently raise him into her arms. She rocked back and forth, Syaoran behind her still with his hand on her shoulder.
"Shhhh. . . everything's well, Tekeshi. Mother's here." Sakura cooed. The little boy silenced at the sound of his mother's voice, and was soon sleeping peacefully.
"He is a good baby, my love. He will grow to be as strong as his name." Syaoran whispered as he looked into the crib alongside Sakura.
"I love you, Syaoran." Sakura said quietly, turning and wrapping her arms around Syaoran's bare torso. Syaoran hugged Sakura tightly, taking in her scent. He picked her up gently and carried her back into their bedroom, laying her in bed as if she would break. He leaned down on top of her and kissed her passionately. Sakura kissed him back, moving her hands from around his neck to his back. Syaoran touched Sakura's face with his fingertips, then drew the blanket around them both.
"Go to sleep, my love. I will protect you always." Syaoran said, cuddling close to Sakura, who rested her head on Syaoran's chest and closed her eyes.
The morning light awoke Syaoran the next morning. He moved carefully, trying not to disturb Sakura as she slept. It was going to be a long day, and she would need all the rest she could manage. Silently, the nineteen year old walked into the room of his son, who was already awake and lying in his crib.
"Well, look at my little one! Already awake! Today is the big day, my son, so let's prepare you." Syaoran said, trying not to be too loud. A pair of amber eyes stared intently, as if expecting to be picked up. Syaoran lifted his tiny son from his crib and held him gently. He was only a week old, and Syaoran worried constantly about harming him. He laid the tiny baby on a small table and reached for a white pair of pants and a matching white top. Syaoran looked at the small clothing for a moment, musing in how small his son was. He dressed the boy, topping the ensemble with a white bonnet-like hat.
"I see Tekeshi is already prepared. Let me tend to him while you dress, love." Sakura said, her voice floating into the room. Syaoran turned, baby in hand to see his wife dressed in a beautiful blue dress with silver embroidery. It was very similar to her black dress, only the blue dress had tight sleeves that were bell shaped at the cuff. Her auburn hair was in loose ringlets cascading down her shoulders. Syaoran handed Tekeshi to Sakura, who smiled down at her son with love. Syaoran went into their bedroom and emerged later in black pants and a green tunic with silver embroidery. His messy brown hair was sticking out from under a green beret- type hat with a white feather.
"Let's be going. We don't want to keep everyone waiting." Syaoran said, walking with Sakura down to the reception hall.
The church was covered in a layer of crisp white snow. Everything in the tiny village was covered in snow, as it was a week before Christmas. Inside the church sat the orphans, along with Syaoran's mother and four sisters. Syaoran and Sakura sat in the front row with Tekeshi, who slept peacefully in his mother's arms.
"We are gathered here today, to baptize Tekeshi Li. Sakura, Syaoran, please come forward with the baby." The Friar said as he began the service. Sakura and Syaoran proudly brought forth the child, who had awakened and was staring at the Friar with curious amber eyes. Sakura smiled and clung to Syaoran as the Friar took Tekeshi and uncovered his head, revealing a mass of brown messy hair identical to his father.
"Tekeshi Li, I baptize you in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost. You are now a member of this church." The Friar proclaimed, dripping water out of a font onto the baby's head. Tekeshi wriggled a bit, and a blue aura enveloped him. Everyone watched as the little baby was wet one moment, then dry the next.
"He will be powerful." The Friar said, looking at the proud parents as they took their baby back into their arms, gazing down at him with love.
*That's the end for now, unless you would like to see a sequel! Thanks for reading, and don't forget to send me a nice review of this fic! Muah!*
Charmed
Sakura awoke with a start, a cold sweat on her brow. She looked around the room she had been sleeping in. It was a good sized room within the castle of Denitar. She and Syaoran had moved into it after his demise, and turned it into a happy home. They were married two years, and for Sakura, they had been two of the happiest years of her life. Syaoran had reunited with his family, and it turned out the four women he felt so connected to were in fact his flesh and blood.
Slipping quietly out of the bed she shared with her husband, Sakura walked out of the room and down the hall toward another room. The door creaked slightly as Sakura pushed it open. She walked cautiously, trying not to make a sound as she moved to the wall adjacent to the large window. Moonlight spilled into the room in a neat rectangle as Sakura bent over and checked on a small sleeping baby. She felt arms encircle her, and turned to find Syaoran behind her, his sleepy eyes filled with concern.
"Is something wrong? Did you have the dream again?" Syaoran asked, his voice low to keep from waking the baby.
"Yes. I cannot stop having this dream, no matter how I try. They come for him, Syaoran, and I cannot stop them." Sakura whispered, resting her head against Syaoran's strong chest and looking back down at their baby.
"He is safe. His parents are strong. He is strong. In the week he has been on this planet, he has showed that he possesses great power." Syaoran soothed, trying to reassure his worried wife. Sakura's eyes showed her fears for their son, and Syaoran was determined not to let anything happen to him or Sakura. He was her Protector, after all.
The cry of the tiny infant caused Sakura to reach into his crib and gently raise him into her arms. She rocked back and forth, Syaoran behind her still with his hand on her shoulder.
"Shhhh. . . everything's well, Tekeshi. Mother's here." Sakura cooed. The little boy silenced at the sound of his mother's voice, and was soon sleeping peacefully.
"He is a good baby, my love. He will grow to be as strong as his name." Syaoran whispered as he looked into the crib alongside Sakura.
"I love you, Syaoran." Sakura said quietly, turning and wrapping her arms around Syaoran's bare torso. Syaoran hugged Sakura tightly, taking in her scent. He picked her up gently and carried her back into their bedroom, laying her in bed as if she would break. He leaned down on top of her and kissed her passionately. Sakura kissed him back, moving her hands from around his neck to his back. Syaoran touched Sakura's face with his fingertips, then drew the blanket around them both.
"Go to sleep, my love. I will protect you always." Syaoran said, cuddling close to Sakura, who rested her head on Syaoran's chest and closed her eyes.
The morning light awoke Syaoran the next morning. He moved carefully, trying not to disturb Sakura as she slept. It was going to be a long day, and she would need all the rest she could manage. Silently, the nineteen year old walked into the room of his son, who was already awake and lying in his crib.
"Well, look at my little one! Already awake! Today is the big day, my son, so let's prepare you." Syaoran said, trying not to be too loud. A pair of amber eyes stared intently, as if expecting to be picked up. Syaoran lifted his tiny son from his crib and held him gently. He was only a week old, and Syaoran worried constantly about harming him. He laid the tiny baby on a small table and reached for a white pair of pants and a matching white top. Syaoran looked at the small clothing for a moment, musing in how small his son was. He dressed the boy, topping the ensemble with a white bonnet-like hat.
"I see Tekeshi is already prepared. Let me tend to him while you dress, love." Sakura said, her voice floating into the room. Syaoran turned, baby in hand to see his wife dressed in a beautiful blue dress with silver embroidery. It was very similar to her black dress, only the blue dress had tight sleeves that were bell shaped at the cuff. Her auburn hair was in loose ringlets cascading down her shoulders. Syaoran handed Tekeshi to Sakura, who smiled down at her son with love. Syaoran went into their bedroom and emerged later in black pants and a green tunic with silver embroidery. His messy brown hair was sticking out from under a green beret- type hat with a white feather.
"Let's be going. We don't want to keep everyone waiting." Syaoran said, walking with Sakura down to the reception hall.
The church was covered in a layer of crisp white snow. Everything in the tiny village was covered in snow, as it was a week before Christmas. Inside the church sat the orphans, along with Syaoran's mother and four sisters. Syaoran and Sakura sat in the front row with Tekeshi, who slept peacefully in his mother's arms.
"We are gathered here today, to baptize Tekeshi Li. Sakura, Syaoran, please come forward with the baby." The Friar said as he began the service. Sakura and Syaoran proudly brought forth the child, who had awakened and was staring at the Friar with curious amber eyes. Sakura smiled and clung to Syaoran as the Friar took Tekeshi and uncovered his head, revealing a mass of brown messy hair identical to his father.
"Tekeshi Li, I baptize you in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost. You are now a member of this church." The Friar proclaimed, dripping water out of a font onto the baby's head. Tekeshi wriggled a bit, and a blue aura enveloped him. Everyone watched as the little baby was wet one moment, then dry the next.
"He will be powerful." The Friar said, looking at the proud parents as they took their baby back into their arms, gazing down at him with love.
*That's the end for now, unless you would like to see a sequel! Thanks for reading, and don't forget to send me a nice review of this fic! Muah!*