*Well, it's official; this fic has earned more reviews for the first
chapter than some of my fics with a bunch of chapters! How funny is that?
Anyway, I appreciate the reviews, and I wrote this next chapter as fast as
I could to get it out to you cool people who review! Thanks!*
Fighting For My Family
The sound of wind chimes softly clanging together opened Sakura's eyes the next morning. The sun was up, allowing some soft light into the bedroom. Sakura watched the sunbeams, her eyes on the dust floating in the air, now visible in the light. Syaoran stirred beside Sakura, and soon a pair of soft lips were kissing her cheek.
"Morning, love." Syaoran said, his voice weary with sleep. His chestnut hair was messier than ever, and his amber eyes were half open. Sakura kissed Syaoran back lightly on the lips and smiled.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" Sakura asked, turning over onto her stomach and propping her hands under her chin.
"I did, actually. How did you sleep?" Syaoran replied as he lazily ran his hand up and down Sakura's back.
"Beautifully. Last night was one of the best night's sleep I've ever had." Sakura said, laying her head against the pillow and looking at Syaoran with a sweet smile on her sleepy face.
"Enjoy it while it lasts, because soon we're going to be doing two o'clock feedings and the like." Syaoran grinned. He turned Sakura over so she was on her side facing him, and kissed her hungrily. Sakura kissed him back, letting his tongue enter her mouth. The couple turned over, Sakura under Syaoran. Before Syaoran could manage to remove Sakura's shirt, however, there was a knock against their closed door. Syaoran leapt off Sakura and threw on a shirt. Sakura got out of bed and opened the door to Angel, who was in an oversized tee shirt that swam on her.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Angel asked, her blue eyes cheerful. Her brown hair was pulled back into a messy pony tail that hung just past her shoulder blades.
"No, we were just coming downstairs. Are you hungry?" Sakura replied, walking with Angel and Syaoran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Angel took a seat at the table along with Syaoran as Sakura began mixing batter for French toast. Soon there was a steaming pile of fresh made toast on the table, and the trio was digging in.
"So Angel, when was your last doctor's appointment?" Syaoran asked, thoughtfully chewing a bite of his breakfast. The teen munched on the food as if it were her last meal.
"I have never been. I couldn't afford it without Marcus." Angel replied.
"Well first thing Monday we're taking you to the doctor to make sure things are alright with you and the baby." Sakura piped in.
"Thank you. For everything. I don't know what I would do if no one wanted to help me." Angel said, a small smile creeping onto her pretty face.
"It's no problem. Anything you need, you tell us, and you will have it. In fact, Sakura is calling a couple friends of ours today, and while you and her go shopping, we're going to paint the nursery." Syaoran stated. Breakfast was soon over, and as Angel went upstairs to shower and get ready to go out, Sakura called Tomoyo again.
"Yes, be here in about. . . oh I'd say a couple hours. And tell Eriol not to dress nice. Syaoran can't paint and keep from making a mess, so he's going to get covered." Sakura said, earning a laugh on the other end from Tomoyo. She hung up the phone and turned to see Syaoran standing behind her, a pout on his handsome face.
"So you think I'm a messy painter, eh?" Syaoran said, his lip quivering with false sadness. Sakura burst into a fit of laughter, because the more Syaoran tried to act sad or mad, the more he had to try not to smile. Giving up on his act, Syaoran ran up to Sakura and began to tickle her mercilessly. Sakura laughed and squirmed to get out of Syaoran's strong grip, but it was useless. If Angel hadn't walked down the stairs, Syaoran could have made Sakura pee her pants.
"All done!" Angel declared. Syaoran let Sakura go, and she ran up the stairs to jump in the shower. Angel pulled out a glass from the cupboard and poured some orange juice.
"Syaoran, what do you do for a living?" Angel asked curiously. Syaoran leaned against the counter, gripping his cup of coffee in his hands.
"I'm a real estate agent. It's not the most interesting job, but it pays well. Sakura doesn't have to work at all." Syaoran replied.
"So she'll be home with the baby? That's good, I was hoping that would be the situation. I want my baby to feel as much love as possible, and since I can't do that, I decided to let a loving family like this one take him or her." Angel explained, her eyes slightly misting.
"Don't you worry, Angel. Sakura and I are going to give this baby so much love, it will never be unhappy." Syaoran reassured, smiling warmly before taking a drink of his coffee. Sakura came down the stairs, handing Syaoran a towel as she passed him. Syoaran took that as his cue and headed up the stairs to shower.
Later that day, Tomoyo and Eriol came over to paint the nursery. Sakura let in her raven haired friend, and her blue haired companion.
"This is Angel. Angel, this is my best friend Tomoyo and Syaoran's cousin Eriol." Sakura said, introducing the mother of her baby to her friends. Angel shook hands politely with Tomoyo and Eriol, smiling warmly.
"Well, we'd better get going. We've got a lot to get done, ne?" Tomoyo said happily, her violet eyes sparkling with delight. Sakura agreed, and the three women walked out the door and got into Tomoyo's black Mercedes. Eriol and Syaoran watched them leave, and then turned toward the stairs leading to the nursery.
"This is going to be. . . " Syaoran started. Eriol grimaced and followed Syaoran up the stairs.
"Awesome." Eriol finished.
Sakura, Tomoyo and Angel had been in the mall for almost three hours. They'd already gone back to the car with a load of items they'd purchased, and had stopped for lunch. Now they were finishing up and preparing to return home. Tomoyo walked slowly, her bags in hand.
"So, if you don't mind my asking, where is this Marcus character?" Tomoyo asked. Angel frowned slightly as she walked, nibbling on a corn dog she'd been craving.
"Well, we had been together for four months when we decided to move me into his apartment. Things were so great, we were so happy. But then one day, he just walked out. I came home from school, and his things were gone. It was a week after that I found out I was pregnant. I tried calling his mother and asking where he was, but she said she didn't know, and I should leave him alone. So. . . I did. That was almost five months ago." Angel replied, telling her story without a tear.
"Well, you have us now, Angel. We're not going to abandon you." Sakura chirped, making the teenager smile. Finally finished shopping, the girls walked out of the mall and got ready to return home.
"Syaoran? Eriol?" Sakura called, walking into the house with her arms full of shopping bags. Tomoyo followed, her arms also full of bags. Angel was last, and only had two bags. They set their spoils down on the kitchen floor and walked up the stairs toward the nursery. When they opened the door, they cried out in shock.
"Hi. . . " Syaoran said sheepishly, walking up to Sakura and the girls. Sakura burst out laughing at the sight of her husband. He had pale yellow paint all over his face, in his hair, and covering his clothes.
"If you think I look bad, check out Eriol." Syaoran added, motioning over to Tomoyo's husband. Eriol walked out of a corner, and the three women gasped. He was completely covered with paint, as if the bucket had fallen onto him.
"The bucket fell on me." Eriol muttered. Tomoyo laughed lightly and touched her husband's sticky face. Sakura giggled slightly and looked around the small nursery, noticing for the first time that it was in fact finished, despite the mess they men had made of themselves.
"It's wonderful." Sakura said to Syaoran, smiling and holding his sticky hand in hers. Syaoran smiled and leaned against Sakura, admiring his work.
"Well, thanks for coming, you two. I hope you get all the paint out of your hair, Eriol." Sakura called to Tomoyo and Eriol as they got into their car and drove out of the driveway and onto the road. Walking back inside, Sakura saw Syaoran pull a blanket over Angel's sleeping form on the couch.
"You guys really tired her out." Syaoran remarked. Sakura smiled and pointed to the bags of clothes and toys.
"Gifts from Tomoyo and Eriol. Enough for Angel and the baby." Sakura added, taking some bags into her arms and walking with them to the nursery. Syaoran grabbed the remainder of the bags and followed his wife, setting the parcels down inside the small room. Sakura wrapped her arms around her shoulders and walked through the room, her eyes sparkling.
"This really is happening. I'm not dreaming." Sakura said, almost to herself. Syaoran leaned against the door and smiled a lopsided grin.
"It's happening. For real." Syaoran said back. Sakura kissed Syaoran on the lips gently and led him into the bathroom where he peeled off his shirt.
"I'm in need of a nap. . . but you're in need of a bath." Sakura whispered into Syaoran's ear. She unbuttoned her pink button down shirt and shucked it off. Syaoran's grin widened as he turned on the water in the shower and started taking off the rest of his clothes.
*I'm gonna stop right there, cause this is only PG-13, folks! Next chapter: Sakura, Syaoran and Angel go to their first doctor's appointment. Will they find out the sex of the baby? Read to find out! Until then, please feel free to review this fic, even if you've already reviewed before! I love reviews!*
Fighting For My Family
The sound of wind chimes softly clanging together opened Sakura's eyes the next morning. The sun was up, allowing some soft light into the bedroom. Sakura watched the sunbeams, her eyes on the dust floating in the air, now visible in the light. Syaoran stirred beside Sakura, and soon a pair of soft lips were kissing her cheek.
"Morning, love." Syaoran said, his voice weary with sleep. His chestnut hair was messier than ever, and his amber eyes were half open. Sakura kissed Syaoran back lightly on the lips and smiled.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" Sakura asked, turning over onto her stomach and propping her hands under her chin.
"I did, actually. How did you sleep?" Syaoran replied as he lazily ran his hand up and down Sakura's back.
"Beautifully. Last night was one of the best night's sleep I've ever had." Sakura said, laying her head against the pillow and looking at Syaoran with a sweet smile on her sleepy face.
"Enjoy it while it lasts, because soon we're going to be doing two o'clock feedings and the like." Syaoran grinned. He turned Sakura over so she was on her side facing him, and kissed her hungrily. Sakura kissed him back, letting his tongue enter her mouth. The couple turned over, Sakura under Syaoran. Before Syaoran could manage to remove Sakura's shirt, however, there was a knock against their closed door. Syaoran leapt off Sakura and threw on a shirt. Sakura got out of bed and opened the door to Angel, who was in an oversized tee shirt that swam on her.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Angel asked, her blue eyes cheerful. Her brown hair was pulled back into a messy pony tail that hung just past her shoulder blades.
"No, we were just coming downstairs. Are you hungry?" Sakura replied, walking with Angel and Syaoran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Angel took a seat at the table along with Syaoran as Sakura began mixing batter for French toast. Soon there was a steaming pile of fresh made toast on the table, and the trio was digging in.
"So Angel, when was your last doctor's appointment?" Syaoran asked, thoughtfully chewing a bite of his breakfast. The teen munched on the food as if it were her last meal.
"I have never been. I couldn't afford it without Marcus." Angel replied.
"Well first thing Monday we're taking you to the doctor to make sure things are alright with you and the baby." Sakura piped in.
"Thank you. For everything. I don't know what I would do if no one wanted to help me." Angel said, a small smile creeping onto her pretty face.
"It's no problem. Anything you need, you tell us, and you will have it. In fact, Sakura is calling a couple friends of ours today, and while you and her go shopping, we're going to paint the nursery." Syaoran stated. Breakfast was soon over, and as Angel went upstairs to shower and get ready to go out, Sakura called Tomoyo again.
"Yes, be here in about. . . oh I'd say a couple hours. And tell Eriol not to dress nice. Syaoran can't paint and keep from making a mess, so he's going to get covered." Sakura said, earning a laugh on the other end from Tomoyo. She hung up the phone and turned to see Syaoran standing behind her, a pout on his handsome face.
"So you think I'm a messy painter, eh?" Syaoran said, his lip quivering with false sadness. Sakura burst into a fit of laughter, because the more Syaoran tried to act sad or mad, the more he had to try not to smile. Giving up on his act, Syaoran ran up to Sakura and began to tickle her mercilessly. Sakura laughed and squirmed to get out of Syaoran's strong grip, but it was useless. If Angel hadn't walked down the stairs, Syaoran could have made Sakura pee her pants.
"All done!" Angel declared. Syaoran let Sakura go, and she ran up the stairs to jump in the shower. Angel pulled out a glass from the cupboard and poured some orange juice.
"Syaoran, what do you do for a living?" Angel asked curiously. Syaoran leaned against the counter, gripping his cup of coffee in his hands.
"I'm a real estate agent. It's not the most interesting job, but it pays well. Sakura doesn't have to work at all." Syaoran replied.
"So she'll be home with the baby? That's good, I was hoping that would be the situation. I want my baby to feel as much love as possible, and since I can't do that, I decided to let a loving family like this one take him or her." Angel explained, her eyes slightly misting.
"Don't you worry, Angel. Sakura and I are going to give this baby so much love, it will never be unhappy." Syaoran reassured, smiling warmly before taking a drink of his coffee. Sakura came down the stairs, handing Syaoran a towel as she passed him. Syoaran took that as his cue and headed up the stairs to shower.
Later that day, Tomoyo and Eriol came over to paint the nursery. Sakura let in her raven haired friend, and her blue haired companion.
"This is Angel. Angel, this is my best friend Tomoyo and Syaoran's cousin Eriol." Sakura said, introducing the mother of her baby to her friends. Angel shook hands politely with Tomoyo and Eriol, smiling warmly.
"Well, we'd better get going. We've got a lot to get done, ne?" Tomoyo said happily, her violet eyes sparkling with delight. Sakura agreed, and the three women walked out the door and got into Tomoyo's black Mercedes. Eriol and Syaoran watched them leave, and then turned toward the stairs leading to the nursery.
"This is going to be. . . " Syaoran started. Eriol grimaced and followed Syaoran up the stairs.
"Awesome." Eriol finished.
Sakura, Tomoyo and Angel had been in the mall for almost three hours. They'd already gone back to the car with a load of items they'd purchased, and had stopped for lunch. Now they were finishing up and preparing to return home. Tomoyo walked slowly, her bags in hand.
"So, if you don't mind my asking, where is this Marcus character?" Tomoyo asked. Angel frowned slightly as she walked, nibbling on a corn dog she'd been craving.
"Well, we had been together for four months when we decided to move me into his apartment. Things were so great, we were so happy. But then one day, he just walked out. I came home from school, and his things were gone. It was a week after that I found out I was pregnant. I tried calling his mother and asking where he was, but she said she didn't know, and I should leave him alone. So. . . I did. That was almost five months ago." Angel replied, telling her story without a tear.
"Well, you have us now, Angel. We're not going to abandon you." Sakura chirped, making the teenager smile. Finally finished shopping, the girls walked out of the mall and got ready to return home.
"Syaoran? Eriol?" Sakura called, walking into the house with her arms full of shopping bags. Tomoyo followed, her arms also full of bags. Angel was last, and only had two bags. They set their spoils down on the kitchen floor and walked up the stairs toward the nursery. When they opened the door, they cried out in shock.
"Hi. . . " Syaoran said sheepishly, walking up to Sakura and the girls. Sakura burst out laughing at the sight of her husband. He had pale yellow paint all over his face, in his hair, and covering his clothes.
"If you think I look bad, check out Eriol." Syaoran added, motioning over to Tomoyo's husband. Eriol walked out of a corner, and the three women gasped. He was completely covered with paint, as if the bucket had fallen onto him.
"The bucket fell on me." Eriol muttered. Tomoyo laughed lightly and touched her husband's sticky face. Sakura giggled slightly and looked around the small nursery, noticing for the first time that it was in fact finished, despite the mess they men had made of themselves.
"It's wonderful." Sakura said to Syaoran, smiling and holding his sticky hand in hers. Syaoran smiled and leaned against Sakura, admiring his work.
"Well, thanks for coming, you two. I hope you get all the paint out of your hair, Eriol." Sakura called to Tomoyo and Eriol as they got into their car and drove out of the driveway and onto the road. Walking back inside, Sakura saw Syaoran pull a blanket over Angel's sleeping form on the couch.
"You guys really tired her out." Syaoran remarked. Sakura smiled and pointed to the bags of clothes and toys.
"Gifts from Tomoyo and Eriol. Enough for Angel and the baby." Sakura added, taking some bags into her arms and walking with them to the nursery. Syaoran grabbed the remainder of the bags and followed his wife, setting the parcels down inside the small room. Sakura wrapped her arms around her shoulders and walked through the room, her eyes sparkling.
"This really is happening. I'm not dreaming." Sakura said, almost to herself. Syaoran leaned against the door and smiled a lopsided grin.
"It's happening. For real." Syaoran said back. Sakura kissed Syaoran on the lips gently and led him into the bathroom where he peeled off his shirt.
"I'm in need of a nap. . . but you're in need of a bath." Sakura whispered into Syaoran's ear. She unbuttoned her pink button down shirt and shucked it off. Syaoran's grin widened as he turned on the water in the shower and started taking off the rest of his clothes.
*I'm gonna stop right there, cause this is only PG-13, folks! Next chapter: Sakura, Syaoran and Angel go to their first doctor's appointment. Will they find out the sex of the baby? Read to find out! Until then, please feel free to review this fic, even if you've already reviewed before! I love reviews!*