LOVE OF THE MOON

By Xanthae

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AN: Chapter two is here! It is the day of the wedding, Syaoran's and Sakura's
wedding! However, it is just the day of the wedding. The actual wedding will not be
here, that is the next chapter! Please R & R!

I hope you enjoy the story so far.

Xanthae

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or its characters.

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CHAPTER TWO - DAY OF THE WEDDING

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The church was packed with family, friends and strangers. Flowers were arranged
beautifully around the church, along the isles, and alter. Ribbons lines the isles and
decorated much of the church. There was an arch with white flowers and ribbons
where the priest awaited the couple to be together before him.

Yue pulled away from the window of the church. It was too much for him to see. His
control was slipping. He quickly turned and flew into the sky before anyone could spot
him. He landed on the nearest tallest building. Once he landed he willed his wings away.
He step into the shade and leaned against the brick wall of a small shed. He closed his
eyes and thought of last night.

Last night...he didn't know what happened to him last night. He had gone to the church
for quiet reflection... To remember all the memories of the past. Memories of his
mistress growing up in power, maturity, strength, and in beauty. With each day that past,
Yue found the mistress becoming more and more beautiful. The more beautiful she grew,
the more he found himself staring at his mistress. The more he felt he needed to be closer
to the mistress.

For many years, he had pushed hard against those feelings, pushing them aside. He was
afraid to explore those feelings. He was afraid of what it might bring. So he just pushed
them aside. However, it was difficult to especially when he was close to the mistress
even when sleeping in his false form. He could feel her aura when he slept and when he
did, those emotions came back and hit him hard. It took all the disciple that he instilled
in himself to not react to those feeling, to ignore them and continue to sleep.

To see her last night under the gentle glow of the light of the moon, made her look
absolutely beautiful. He tried so hard to push away those feelings that he didn't quite
understand. Yet with every push, they slip back. With spoken word that came out of
her pink little lips, it was music to his ears. With each bat of the eyes, his heart raced.
With each smile, the more he stared.

The kiss she had given him on his cheek... He could still feel it. The tender lips upon
his pale cheeks. It sent shock to his body. He had to push the feeling aside. He had
turned to the side, letting his hair hide his eyes. They say that the eyes reveal more
emotions than any other part of your body. He was in inner turmoil.

He was quite shocked when she had touched him. Surprised at the look of her eyes.
Her touch was warm against his face. Heat flowed as did magic. So gentle was her
touch, soothing and so right against his skin. How he wished he could keep her hand,
her warmth with him forever.

Her finger against his lips. Again he was shocked. She was being intimate with him.
What was in her eyes that sparkle so bright? He wanted to reach out to her and
touch her. He wanted to hold her against his body.

He had turned around letting hair cover his weakness. Then they spoke of the
ceremony. He knew how important it was for her. Ceremonies are always important
otherwise it would be pointless. However, to maintain his control, controlled his voice
and tried to speak in casual coldness as he always did with her.

Her words hurt him. He didn't want to think about what was going to happen the
following morning. To see her happy with the love of her life, Syaoran, he didn't want
to accept it. He didn't want her to be happy with Syaoran. No, he wanted her to be
happy with him and only him.

Yet everything came down to what human call love. Love one thing that he didn't
understand. There were so many meanings for love. It is one of the hardest emotions
to define especially true love. They say that true love is something that makes couples
happy with one another. There is a special feeling that comes when one truly love one
another. Did his mistress have this special feeling for Syaoran? What of him?

Her answer didn't please him. This special feeling was to be for one person. She said
that she love him as well but how can she? The special feeling he knew belonged to
Syaoran. She can't love him. He was just a mere creation. He never learned to
understand emotions nor did he ever believe he had any. Suddenly tears came to his
eyes, his body began to tremble, and chest filled with pain. He couldn't take it anymore,
he flew away.

He had flown back to Yukito's place. He didn't land on the roof. Instead he landed on
the ground and went inside the house. Falling to his knees, he wept long and hard. He
couldn't stop the tears or his trembling body. It seemed like an eternity before they
stopped. Once it stopped, he went to the bed that his false form slept in and laid down.
Closing his eyes, he changed to his false form.

"Yue?"

The voice broke this train of thought. He opened his eyes and saw Tomoyo standing
in front of him. He must have been lost in his thoughts to not hear her approach him.
He just looked at her with his casual coldness.

She smiled at him, a friendly smile. "The ceremony is about to beginning. Aren't you
coming in?" she asked.

He just nodded. She turned around and started to walk the way she came. Taking a
few steps after her, he paused. She paused too as if she sensed his pause. She turned
to look at him with curiosity in her eyes and facial expression.

He reached in the collar of his uniform and drew something from around his neck.
He drew out a gold locket. It was a around locket framed in gold with an engraving
of a sakura flower on it. "This is for my mistress," he said handing it to Tomoyo who
looked at the locket curiously.

She took it in her hand. Staring at a moment before turning back to him smiling, "I'll
give it to her." She resumed walking again.

He followed behind. Upon reaching the last steps before he is seen, he allowed his
false form to emerge. He allowed his false form to walk the rest of the way. Yue
watched through the eyes of his false form as they approached the church front steps.
Strange feeling came over him as he got closer. A feeling of wanting to turn around
and run. A feeling of wanting tear everything apart. A feeling of wanting to wept again.
He didn't understand. All he could do was watch as they ascend the stairs to the front
steps of the church.

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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Summary of Chapter Three - Time of the Ceremony:

As Sakura goes ahead with the wedding, her feelings are getting in the way. Will she
actual go through with the wedding or will she change her mind?

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AN: I hope you enjoy the chapter and the little summary of what to is come next
chapter. I hope you understand what is going on so far. Please R&R!

Xanthae