A/N: I am very high on fluffy shoujo manga!!! This chapter's kinda short, but I promise the next one's coming soon. And in the next chappie, we get to pick Touya's brain a bit. -wicked, wicked laughter- But for now, please be satisfied with this lovely little piece, and review, my little Cardcaptors, review!

CHAPTER 7

"Shit." Touya slapped his hand to his forehead. "Shit shit shit." 'Shit' seemed to be a pretty apt term to describe the mess we were now in. Especially if Sakura told anyone. Not that she would tell, but in the case that she did, many assumptions would be made about the status of a relationship which in reality had just begun. Touya would have to live with his family knowing the two were an item, and even if she never told her father, Sakura would know about us. Not the best position for a big brother to be in. I have no idea of what it really means to be such a role model to someone.

I clutched his arm. "To-ya, what are we going to do?"

He looked at me with one of those Touya expressions that are such a mixture of feelings only he knows what they mean. "I feel sorry for the little kid. Even if she can be a monster," he added in a failure at levity.

"You don't have to kid around. I mean, you live with Sakura. It's gonna be really hard just knowing that she knows. I'm sure she looks up to you a lot."

"No, that's not all…" He scratched at his forehead, effectively hiding his face. He sighed heavily. "Look, it's not really my place to say this, but Sakura… she likes you. Thinks she's in love with you."

"Ah." There was nothing I could think of to say to this. "That makes it even harder. Now I have absolutely no clue how to handle this with her!" Touya shook his head.

"Nah, just listen. I'm pretty sure that deep down, it's really just familial. So if we can just show her that, it'll make her more comfortable with the idea of us being together. Of you… being a member of our family." He looked down and flushed with embarrassment. It took me a few seconds for the words to sink in. I gasped with realization.

I stuttered, "Th-that… can't be a…" I was the most confused I'd ever been in the whole Touya incident, which is to say completely and utterly befuddled. Was that supposed to be a proposal? My head literally hurt with all the confusion; so as I massaged my aching temples, I told him frankly, "To-ya, I'm just not secure in this enough yet to make decisions like that… I'm not secure in any of it!!!" I wanted to shout at him, shout and scream. I was about ready to do just that when I finally realized that what I really wanted to scream at was our problem, his problem, what the hell was he doing to me, why do I all of a sudden hate him when seconds before I had so desperately loved him? I managed to calm down enough to hiss, "Touya, what the hell are you saying?" I couldn't explain why I felt so angry all of a sudden. I mean, one would expect a person in my position to be frustrated-angry, but I was angry at what he was doing, really upset. Oddly enough, it felt like he was using me. Then, after realizing that, I felt sad, like I used to feel when I thought he would never be mine. I had no idea what my emotions were trying to do to me, what kind of crap they were trying to pull, but I managed to tell Touya, "Look, there's no way we can talk to Sakura about this while everything's so unclear between us."

He looked perplexed. "What do you mean 'unclear'? I said what I wanted to do. Didn't I? What are you so goddamn upset about?"

"To-ya, please don't be angry with me right now. I just had the best and most confusing times in my life in the same five minutes..." I hung my head. "Please, can we talk first? Maybe you feel like you understand it all, but I've been left hanging here all this time. I need to work this out." My eyes entreated him to listen.

He nodded. "Okay, we'll talk." He got up from his seat, moved to throw our trash away, then headed towards the door. I followed in his wake.

"To-ya, where are we going?" I asked. He was doing a pretty swift power-walk, so it was hard to keep up with him by just walking normally. He didn't answer me verbally, but from years of observing his body language I could tell he meant for me to follow.

We weaved in and out of various streets before winding up sitting on a bench beside the lake next to the Tsukimine Shrine. I sat next to Touya, and he placed one arm around my shoulders while cupping my face with the other, the way he did when he had something important to tell me.

"Now, Yuki," he said simply, "what's bothering you?" As usual, I don't even know where to begin…