*Ok, so this is my newest fic to date. It's going to have some
lemon/language, just warning you all. The fic will be centering on Syaoran
and Sakura mostly, but there's going to be Eriol and Tomoyo parts for
everyone too. Anyway, please please please read this fic and review it.
They aren't just for statistics sake, they're a tool to help me make the
fic better. So help a kid out and send one out even if you hate it
completely!*
The Luckiest
Chapter One: Perfect Summer
~Syaoran~
It's been a perfect summer. I've spent almost the whole three months on a trip around the world, seeing sights and taking in things others have never even dreamed about. I've everywhere from the Parthenon and Eiffel Tower to the Statue of Liberty and the Grand Canyon. I've tasted foods from almost every continent. I've done things I would normally never see myself doing. I went ice fishing with an Eskimo, and I hunted crocodiles with an Australian aborigine. It couldn't have been a better way to usher in my senior year of high school. And to end the summer-long trip, I'm heading to England to see my cousin Eriol for the first time in several years.
~Omniscient~
Inside a large airport in Birmingham England, a tall young man in his late teens stood alone. He was handsome, with shaggy blue hair covering his head and brushing ever so slightly in his soft grayish blue eyes. The only thing keeping the hair out of his eyes was a pair of glasses. He wore olive khakis that were baggy on his thin frame, and a white button down collared shirt that hung un-tucked at the bottom. He leaned against a white post in the airport quietly, his eyes closed as he waited for the plane to land. His head lifted at the sound of the intercom announcing the arrival of his awaited guest's flight. Straightening up, the young man watched the people file off the plane one by one until someone caught his eye.
He was also tall, almost taller the young man who was waiting, and appeared to be around the same age. He had unruly hair the color of dark chocolate. Hard amber eyes stared out between spikes of hair, watching the world around him move with cautious study. Clad in baggy black cargo pants and a black sweatshirt with a foreign band name written across the chest, the young man looked more like a dangerous street punk than the person who was waiting on him remembered. He looked around for a moment, his handsome young face scanning the airport for a sign of familiarity. The youth who was waiting waved his sign, catching the attention of the other young man, who grabbed up his backpack and started for the other person.
"How long were you going to let me sit there and look stupid?" the newly arriving young man asked the blue haired one, who smirked slyly and slapped the brunette's back.
"Good to see you too, Syaoran." He stated, and the other young man broke into a grin. The two of them walked down to the luggage claim to retain Syaoran's luggage, catching up as they went.
"So what do you have in mind for us to do this weekend, Hiiragazawa?" Syaoran asked, brushing some rogue hair from his eyes as he looked to his companion. The other boy chuckled.
"Oh you know I have something in mind. But you have to meet my girlfriend first. She and her best friend are going to be coming in on another flight in about an hour." He replied, grabbing a bag and tossing it to Syaoran, who caught it easily and set it down.
"Eriol, is her friend hot?" Syaoran asked as his friend tossed yet another bag at him. He smirked and shrugged his shoulders. Picking up one of the bags, he walked along with Syaoran to the terminal the girls would be arriving at.
"I couldn't tell you. I mean, she's pretty . . . but hot I can't say." Eriol mused, looking up at the ceiling as if he were trying to remember what the girl his love was bringing even looked like. Syaoran nodded, his mind wandering.
"So tell me what we're going to do this weekend. If we're just going to sit around the pool at your place, then I GUESS I can deal with that." Syaoran stated, earning a grin from Eriol.
"There's going to be plenty of lounging, but there is a club I want to take you all out to. It's called the Metro, and it's mad." Eriol replied, and Syaoran's eyes sparkled. He was known to party, and party a little too hard sometimes. Syaoran was just into that kind of thing.
"Hey they're here! The flight must have been running early or something." Eriol announced, getting up from the floor and watching the terminal for his lovely to come through. Syaoran stood up as well, holding one arm with the other and waiting for the girls to come out. Secretly he hoped the friend was hot; then he would at least have some eye candy for the weekend. People walked off the plane and greeted their loved ones, and finally Syaoran saw Eriol's eyes light up. He turned his attention to who was walking toward him and his eyes widened.
She was gorgeous. Tall and sweet looking, with striking amethyst eyes and long black hair reaching past her shoulders and stopping at the middle of her back, she looked like she had just stepped out of a modeling session. She wore a short green skirt with a pink golf shirt, and white tennis shoes. She stopped in front of Eriol and wrapped her arms around him tightly, their lips touching in a sweet kiss. They parted, and Eriol pointed out Syaoran, who was still staring in awe.
"This is Tomoyo, my girlfriend. She's from Japan. Tomoyo, this is my cousin Syaoran." Eriol said, introducing Syaoran to the young woman. Tomoyo nodded and Syaoran returned her nod with his own.
"Where's Sakura?" Eriol asked, and Tomoyo looked around quickly, as if she forgot her best friend. She pointed and called out the girl's name, and Syaoran glanced in the direction of Tomoyo's outstretched finger, not believing that any other woman on this earth could be as gorgeous as she was.
One look at the girl walking toward him, and he decided that he was wrong.
"Tomoyo, if you would have run out of that plane any faster I would have thought it were on fire." Sakura scolded playfully to her best friend as she walked up to the trio. Syaoran couldn't make a sound as he looked her over. She was truly the most amazing sight he had seen all summer.
She had a perfect body; not too big and not too small. Her hair was a rich honey gold, and cascaded in pretty waves to about the same length as her friends'. She wore a baby blue shirt over her strappy white dress, leaving the buttons undone. The girl was petite, but had a killer set of legs on her. What caught the teen most though were Sakura's intensely soulful eyes. He had never in his life seen eyes that shade of green before. Syaoran gulped, a lump forming in his throat. This kid was purity in its best form, an angel fallen from Heaven just for him. Sakura looked at Syaoran and smiled, and he felt his heart leap into his throat.
"Syaoran, this is Tomoyo's friend Sakura." Eriol stated, motioning to Sakura, who blushed slightly as Syaoran smiled at her, his amber eyes still retaining their dumbstruck look.
"Pleased to meet you." Sakura said quietly, her voice melodic in Syaoran's ears. Syaoran nodded, watching a smile creep over her lips. He ignored Eriol snickering in the background as he whispered to Tomoyo.
"The pleasure is mine. Believe me." Syaoran whispered. Their eyes were locked on each other's, unwilling to yield and look away first. The whole airport seemed to shut down and vanish as they became the only two people in the room. The sound of Eriol clearing his throat brought them out of their trance, and both blushed furiously.
"Enough with the goo-goo eyes, kids. Let's get to the house and relax!" Eriol announced, grabbing Tomoyo's bag and making for the other baggage claim with his newly aquired crew. Along the way, Syaoran and Sakura walked behind Eriol and Tomoyo, Syaoran carrying his backpack, both bags, and Sakura's carry on as well.
"Really, Syaoran I can handle it." Sakura said for the third time, but Syaoran would hear none of it. She didn't need to be carrying around a lot of luggage, and he was happy to help her out as much as possible.
"I have it. You just take care of the bags at the baggage claim, and I'll handle the one here." Syaoran insisted, and Sakura smiled. He was a considerate young man, and she found him quite handsome as well. Sakura snagged a suitcase and waited as Tomoyo grabbed two for herself. With everything in hand, the four of them walked out of the airport and got into Eriol's blue SUV.
The Hiiragazawa house was a sight to behold as the foursome pulled into the driveway. It was a two story mansion with a fountain in the front and lush gardens shaded by tall trees. The inside of the house was lavishly decorated, and Eriol led his guests up to their rooms they'd be staying in for the weekend. Syaoran looked at the portraits on the wall as he ascended the stairs, at images of his aunt, uncle, and cousin all sitting stiffly and smiling softly back at him. Eriol stopped with Tomoyo's things and opened the door to a large room decorated in light colored wood and whites. Depositing her things, they walked down the hall to Sakura's room, which was covered in shades of blues and the same light woodwork.
"And this is your room, Syao." Eriol stated, opening his door to a darker room decorated in lush greens and browns. Syaoran walked in, nodding with satisfaction. His cousin knew his color preferences well, and this room was more than adequate. Dropping his things, Syaoran watched as everyone parted ways to settle in before dinner later in the evening. His heart fluttered as Sakura glanced back at him before leaving his room. Sighing lightly, Syaoran unpacked some fresh clothes and started getting ready for dinner.
Later that evening, as the sun was setting, Syaoran walked out to the pool with Eriol for a quick evening swim. The entire day had been filled with talk about summers and plans for college. Syaoran hadn't been able to keep his eyes off Sakura the whole day, taking her in like a cool drink of water with every glance. Even at dinner he couldn't keep his attention on his meal.
"So what do you think of Sakura?" Eriol asked nonchalantly. Syaoran shrugged, trying to write himself off as not caring, but failed miserably. He looked down and shook his head.
"She's an angel. If I didn't live in Hong Kong, I would date her in a second." Syaoran admitted, ducking under the water and coming back up with a splash. He shook his head, sending crystal droplets of water in all directions.
"I could tell you liked her from earlier today." Eriol added, and Syaoran grimaced.
"Was I that obvious?" he asked, and Eriol nodded, his eyebrows raised as he smirked. Syaoran smacked his hand against his forehead lightly, shaking his head. He must have looked like such a loser to her. Before he could say anything, the door opened, and the girls walked out in their bathing suits. Again, Syaoran was floored by Sakura's amazing body and stunning face.
She wore a light yellow two piece bathing suit. Hair up in a ponytail, Sakura looked even more pretty in the setting sun than in the airport terminal earlier that day. Tomoyo adjusted the back of her blue two piece and smiled at the boys, one of whom was smiling, the other staring in seemingly disbelief.
"I thought I'd find you out here." Tomoyo said, smiling at Eriol as she slid into the pool and into his arms. They held each other for a moment, smiling and gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. Sakura walked into the pool as well, standing close to Syaoran for awhile before finally speaking.
"Is it just me, or do you feel like something of a fifth wheel?" Sakura asked, giggling lightly. Syaoran let out a sigh and nodded, his eyes seeming to plead with Sakura to think of something to get them out of there.
"How about a game of pool in the house?" Sakura suggested. Before she knew it, Syaoran was out of the water and handing her a towel. Sakura took her white towel and wrapped it around her waist, then walked away from the lovebirds in the pool toward the house with Syaoran.
"So where are you from, Syaoran?" Sakura asked as she concentrated on the ball she was going to hit. She let the stick flow expertly through her hand, and the sharp crack of pool balls colliding brought Syaoran out of yet another trance.
"Hong Kong. I heard you're from Japan?" Syaoran asked, leaning down to inspect his shot options. Sakura leaned against her pool stick, watching as the bare chested young man intensely gazed at the balls on the table, his lightly muscled arms and chest in full view.
"Yeah, I've lived there all my life. It's really a beautiful place. You should go sometime." Sakura said, hoping for him to say something along the lines of a yes. He was an intriguing young man, even though she didn't know him. And he was one sexy looking person as well. Sakura licked her lips at the thought of tasting his mouth on hers, then noticed he had shot already and was staring at her.
"I don't speak Japanese very well, so going there would probably not be high on my priorities." Syaoran said quietly, watching as Sakura bent over slightly and lined up her next shot; not to mention she gave him a great view of her butt on top of all that.
"That's too bad. I wish I could see you other than just this once. You and I could be . . . close I think." Sakura replied, looking up at Syaoran and smirking slyly before taking her shot. Syaoran looked at Sakura with a puzzled expression; perhaps she wasn't as innocent as he had first perceived. The games continued into the night, both teens talking about their gripes with school and exes and the like. Finally they found themselves awake and still in their bathing suits at four in the morning.
"We should get some sleep. Eriol's taking us to that night club tomorrow." Sakura said after she finished laughing at one of Syaoran's summer vacation stories. Syaoran nodded, watching Sakura get up off the couch they were sharing and walk slowly for the door.
"That would be a good thing. Tomorrow's my last night here. I should rest so I can spend more of it with you." Syaoran added, and Sakura blushed.
"My sentiments exactly." Sakura replied, making Syaoran blush in return. He couldn't help but be turned on by her witty comebacks and sexy attitude. Together they walked up to their rooms and parted ways, each giving a longing stare as the closed their doors for the night.
In his bed, Syaoran couldn't convince himself to fall asleep, as his mind was busily spinning with thoughts of the beauty sleeping just down the hall. He felt electricity whenever he even thought of her. Those amazing green eyes . . . her gorgeous body and sparkling personality. . . she was more than he had ever dreamed of in a woman. It was such a shame he lived in Hong Kong, otherwise he would take much more stock in establishing a stronger relationship. But she lived in Japan, so she would have to just be eye candy for the weekend, the finale to a perfect summer. Syaoran sighed heavily, his eyes fluttering closed for a short time before opening once again.
'I'll just have to make the most out of tomorrow, then. If I'm never going to see her again, I'm going to go out with a bang.' Syaoran thought as he let his eyes droop closed once again, and sleep cover him with its thick blanket.
*That's the pilot chapter. If I don't get. . . let's say between 6 and 10 reviews for it, I'll probably not continue it. But I am warning you all for the next chapter if I do post it. . . it will be lemon, and it'll be S&S. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed this little prelude and you review it for me!*
The Luckiest
Chapter One: Perfect Summer
~Syaoran~
It's been a perfect summer. I've spent almost the whole three months on a trip around the world, seeing sights and taking in things others have never even dreamed about. I've everywhere from the Parthenon and Eiffel Tower to the Statue of Liberty and the Grand Canyon. I've tasted foods from almost every continent. I've done things I would normally never see myself doing. I went ice fishing with an Eskimo, and I hunted crocodiles with an Australian aborigine. It couldn't have been a better way to usher in my senior year of high school. And to end the summer-long trip, I'm heading to England to see my cousin Eriol for the first time in several years.
~Omniscient~
Inside a large airport in Birmingham England, a tall young man in his late teens stood alone. He was handsome, with shaggy blue hair covering his head and brushing ever so slightly in his soft grayish blue eyes. The only thing keeping the hair out of his eyes was a pair of glasses. He wore olive khakis that were baggy on his thin frame, and a white button down collared shirt that hung un-tucked at the bottom. He leaned against a white post in the airport quietly, his eyes closed as he waited for the plane to land. His head lifted at the sound of the intercom announcing the arrival of his awaited guest's flight. Straightening up, the young man watched the people file off the plane one by one until someone caught his eye.
He was also tall, almost taller the young man who was waiting, and appeared to be around the same age. He had unruly hair the color of dark chocolate. Hard amber eyes stared out between spikes of hair, watching the world around him move with cautious study. Clad in baggy black cargo pants and a black sweatshirt with a foreign band name written across the chest, the young man looked more like a dangerous street punk than the person who was waiting on him remembered. He looked around for a moment, his handsome young face scanning the airport for a sign of familiarity. The youth who was waiting waved his sign, catching the attention of the other young man, who grabbed up his backpack and started for the other person.
"How long were you going to let me sit there and look stupid?" the newly arriving young man asked the blue haired one, who smirked slyly and slapped the brunette's back.
"Good to see you too, Syaoran." He stated, and the other young man broke into a grin. The two of them walked down to the luggage claim to retain Syaoran's luggage, catching up as they went.
"So what do you have in mind for us to do this weekend, Hiiragazawa?" Syaoran asked, brushing some rogue hair from his eyes as he looked to his companion. The other boy chuckled.
"Oh you know I have something in mind. But you have to meet my girlfriend first. She and her best friend are going to be coming in on another flight in about an hour." He replied, grabbing a bag and tossing it to Syaoran, who caught it easily and set it down.
"Eriol, is her friend hot?" Syaoran asked as his friend tossed yet another bag at him. He smirked and shrugged his shoulders. Picking up one of the bags, he walked along with Syaoran to the terminal the girls would be arriving at.
"I couldn't tell you. I mean, she's pretty . . . but hot I can't say." Eriol mused, looking up at the ceiling as if he were trying to remember what the girl his love was bringing even looked like. Syaoran nodded, his mind wandering.
"So tell me what we're going to do this weekend. If we're just going to sit around the pool at your place, then I GUESS I can deal with that." Syaoran stated, earning a grin from Eriol.
"There's going to be plenty of lounging, but there is a club I want to take you all out to. It's called the Metro, and it's mad." Eriol replied, and Syaoran's eyes sparkled. He was known to party, and party a little too hard sometimes. Syaoran was just into that kind of thing.
"Hey they're here! The flight must have been running early or something." Eriol announced, getting up from the floor and watching the terminal for his lovely to come through. Syaoran stood up as well, holding one arm with the other and waiting for the girls to come out. Secretly he hoped the friend was hot; then he would at least have some eye candy for the weekend. People walked off the plane and greeted their loved ones, and finally Syaoran saw Eriol's eyes light up. He turned his attention to who was walking toward him and his eyes widened.
She was gorgeous. Tall and sweet looking, with striking amethyst eyes and long black hair reaching past her shoulders and stopping at the middle of her back, she looked like she had just stepped out of a modeling session. She wore a short green skirt with a pink golf shirt, and white tennis shoes. She stopped in front of Eriol and wrapped her arms around him tightly, their lips touching in a sweet kiss. They parted, and Eriol pointed out Syaoran, who was still staring in awe.
"This is Tomoyo, my girlfriend. She's from Japan. Tomoyo, this is my cousin Syaoran." Eriol said, introducing Syaoran to the young woman. Tomoyo nodded and Syaoran returned her nod with his own.
"Where's Sakura?" Eriol asked, and Tomoyo looked around quickly, as if she forgot her best friend. She pointed and called out the girl's name, and Syaoran glanced in the direction of Tomoyo's outstretched finger, not believing that any other woman on this earth could be as gorgeous as she was.
One look at the girl walking toward him, and he decided that he was wrong.
"Tomoyo, if you would have run out of that plane any faster I would have thought it were on fire." Sakura scolded playfully to her best friend as she walked up to the trio. Syaoran couldn't make a sound as he looked her over. She was truly the most amazing sight he had seen all summer.
She had a perfect body; not too big and not too small. Her hair was a rich honey gold, and cascaded in pretty waves to about the same length as her friends'. She wore a baby blue shirt over her strappy white dress, leaving the buttons undone. The girl was petite, but had a killer set of legs on her. What caught the teen most though were Sakura's intensely soulful eyes. He had never in his life seen eyes that shade of green before. Syaoran gulped, a lump forming in his throat. This kid was purity in its best form, an angel fallen from Heaven just for him. Sakura looked at Syaoran and smiled, and he felt his heart leap into his throat.
"Syaoran, this is Tomoyo's friend Sakura." Eriol stated, motioning to Sakura, who blushed slightly as Syaoran smiled at her, his amber eyes still retaining their dumbstruck look.
"Pleased to meet you." Sakura said quietly, her voice melodic in Syaoran's ears. Syaoran nodded, watching a smile creep over her lips. He ignored Eriol snickering in the background as he whispered to Tomoyo.
"The pleasure is mine. Believe me." Syaoran whispered. Their eyes were locked on each other's, unwilling to yield and look away first. The whole airport seemed to shut down and vanish as they became the only two people in the room. The sound of Eriol clearing his throat brought them out of their trance, and both blushed furiously.
"Enough with the goo-goo eyes, kids. Let's get to the house and relax!" Eriol announced, grabbing Tomoyo's bag and making for the other baggage claim with his newly aquired crew. Along the way, Syaoran and Sakura walked behind Eriol and Tomoyo, Syaoran carrying his backpack, both bags, and Sakura's carry on as well.
"Really, Syaoran I can handle it." Sakura said for the third time, but Syaoran would hear none of it. She didn't need to be carrying around a lot of luggage, and he was happy to help her out as much as possible.
"I have it. You just take care of the bags at the baggage claim, and I'll handle the one here." Syaoran insisted, and Sakura smiled. He was a considerate young man, and she found him quite handsome as well. Sakura snagged a suitcase and waited as Tomoyo grabbed two for herself. With everything in hand, the four of them walked out of the airport and got into Eriol's blue SUV.
The Hiiragazawa house was a sight to behold as the foursome pulled into the driveway. It was a two story mansion with a fountain in the front and lush gardens shaded by tall trees. The inside of the house was lavishly decorated, and Eriol led his guests up to their rooms they'd be staying in for the weekend. Syaoran looked at the portraits on the wall as he ascended the stairs, at images of his aunt, uncle, and cousin all sitting stiffly and smiling softly back at him. Eriol stopped with Tomoyo's things and opened the door to a large room decorated in light colored wood and whites. Depositing her things, they walked down the hall to Sakura's room, which was covered in shades of blues and the same light woodwork.
"And this is your room, Syao." Eriol stated, opening his door to a darker room decorated in lush greens and browns. Syaoran walked in, nodding with satisfaction. His cousin knew his color preferences well, and this room was more than adequate. Dropping his things, Syaoran watched as everyone parted ways to settle in before dinner later in the evening. His heart fluttered as Sakura glanced back at him before leaving his room. Sighing lightly, Syaoran unpacked some fresh clothes and started getting ready for dinner.
Later that evening, as the sun was setting, Syaoran walked out to the pool with Eriol for a quick evening swim. The entire day had been filled with talk about summers and plans for college. Syaoran hadn't been able to keep his eyes off Sakura the whole day, taking her in like a cool drink of water with every glance. Even at dinner he couldn't keep his attention on his meal.
"So what do you think of Sakura?" Eriol asked nonchalantly. Syaoran shrugged, trying to write himself off as not caring, but failed miserably. He looked down and shook his head.
"She's an angel. If I didn't live in Hong Kong, I would date her in a second." Syaoran admitted, ducking under the water and coming back up with a splash. He shook his head, sending crystal droplets of water in all directions.
"I could tell you liked her from earlier today." Eriol added, and Syaoran grimaced.
"Was I that obvious?" he asked, and Eriol nodded, his eyebrows raised as he smirked. Syaoran smacked his hand against his forehead lightly, shaking his head. He must have looked like such a loser to her. Before he could say anything, the door opened, and the girls walked out in their bathing suits. Again, Syaoran was floored by Sakura's amazing body and stunning face.
She wore a light yellow two piece bathing suit. Hair up in a ponytail, Sakura looked even more pretty in the setting sun than in the airport terminal earlier that day. Tomoyo adjusted the back of her blue two piece and smiled at the boys, one of whom was smiling, the other staring in seemingly disbelief.
"I thought I'd find you out here." Tomoyo said, smiling at Eriol as she slid into the pool and into his arms. They held each other for a moment, smiling and gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. Sakura walked into the pool as well, standing close to Syaoran for awhile before finally speaking.
"Is it just me, or do you feel like something of a fifth wheel?" Sakura asked, giggling lightly. Syaoran let out a sigh and nodded, his eyes seeming to plead with Sakura to think of something to get them out of there.
"How about a game of pool in the house?" Sakura suggested. Before she knew it, Syaoran was out of the water and handing her a towel. Sakura took her white towel and wrapped it around her waist, then walked away from the lovebirds in the pool toward the house with Syaoran.
"So where are you from, Syaoran?" Sakura asked as she concentrated on the ball she was going to hit. She let the stick flow expertly through her hand, and the sharp crack of pool balls colliding brought Syaoran out of yet another trance.
"Hong Kong. I heard you're from Japan?" Syaoran asked, leaning down to inspect his shot options. Sakura leaned against her pool stick, watching as the bare chested young man intensely gazed at the balls on the table, his lightly muscled arms and chest in full view.
"Yeah, I've lived there all my life. It's really a beautiful place. You should go sometime." Sakura said, hoping for him to say something along the lines of a yes. He was an intriguing young man, even though she didn't know him. And he was one sexy looking person as well. Sakura licked her lips at the thought of tasting his mouth on hers, then noticed he had shot already and was staring at her.
"I don't speak Japanese very well, so going there would probably not be high on my priorities." Syaoran said quietly, watching as Sakura bent over slightly and lined up her next shot; not to mention she gave him a great view of her butt on top of all that.
"That's too bad. I wish I could see you other than just this once. You and I could be . . . close I think." Sakura replied, looking up at Syaoran and smirking slyly before taking her shot. Syaoran looked at Sakura with a puzzled expression; perhaps she wasn't as innocent as he had first perceived. The games continued into the night, both teens talking about their gripes with school and exes and the like. Finally they found themselves awake and still in their bathing suits at four in the morning.
"We should get some sleep. Eriol's taking us to that night club tomorrow." Sakura said after she finished laughing at one of Syaoran's summer vacation stories. Syaoran nodded, watching Sakura get up off the couch they were sharing and walk slowly for the door.
"That would be a good thing. Tomorrow's my last night here. I should rest so I can spend more of it with you." Syaoran added, and Sakura blushed.
"My sentiments exactly." Sakura replied, making Syaoran blush in return. He couldn't help but be turned on by her witty comebacks and sexy attitude. Together they walked up to their rooms and parted ways, each giving a longing stare as the closed their doors for the night.
In his bed, Syaoran couldn't convince himself to fall asleep, as his mind was busily spinning with thoughts of the beauty sleeping just down the hall. He felt electricity whenever he even thought of her. Those amazing green eyes . . . her gorgeous body and sparkling personality. . . she was more than he had ever dreamed of in a woman. It was such a shame he lived in Hong Kong, otherwise he would take much more stock in establishing a stronger relationship. But she lived in Japan, so she would have to just be eye candy for the weekend, the finale to a perfect summer. Syaoran sighed heavily, his eyes fluttering closed for a short time before opening once again.
'I'll just have to make the most out of tomorrow, then. If I'm never going to see her again, I'm going to go out with a bang.' Syaoran thought as he let his eyes droop closed once again, and sleep cover him with its thick blanket.
*That's the pilot chapter. If I don't get. . . let's say between 6 and 10 reviews for it, I'll probably not continue it. But I am warning you all for the next chapter if I do post it. . . it will be lemon, and it'll be S&S. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed this little prelude and you review it for me!*