Chapter III: Does Yukito Know?

Still cold…the chilly breeze seemed to carousel around me…trapping me in this feeling of…I dunno.

Stepping on the orange leaves of yesterday comforts me, bringing back memories of the West. Hearing the crispy sound beneath my feet helps me not to lose my sanity.

Yet, Sakura seems to be losing hers…

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Last night, Touya had called me, asking if Sakura and I had a fight. Without waiting for me to answer, he pleaded me to make things back to normal. My heart melted at Touya's tone – he seemed so anguished.

He told me the girl had been crying in her room…and then wildly screaming her lungs out, breaking things from the crashes he had heard. He had rushed to her room but Sakura kept it locked. And when he had gently asked for her to open the door and talk to him, Sakura, to his utter bewilderment, began to laugh…and said in a mocking voice, 'Oh, Touya…you better tell Dad…"

At that point, Touya had refused to tell me what his sister had said, hinting that somehow, Sakura managed to know something he had been keeping to himself for a long time…

After which, Sakura started to wail again…and he couldn't do anything to help her. There were no keys left in the house. Their father was out for a month-long seminar, and stupidly, no contact numbers were left.

…..

I heard the rustle of the trees, and inwardly smiled. The park always calms me…soothes me in times like these.

A lot has been going on with Sakura… I hadn't expected this kind of welcome. In London, life was a ball…fun, excitement, and happiness. Here, everything is so chaotic.

How I wish, ache, to help her yet this is something beyond reason, beyond sanity. This is something only Sakura has to fight and overcome herself.

But I want to know more.

Maybe Yukito could tell me something…

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Normal POV

Syaoran pressed Yukito's doorbell, hoping to find the answers behind that door. There was a lot that he had missed, and he was deeply confused.

The door opened, revealing Yukito, stripped to the waist, just got out from the shower, and gawd, did he look sexy!

Now, I know why Sakura had been salivating over him, the boy thought.

"Li?" Yukito asked, obviously surprised at the visit. "What're you doing here?"

"I want to clear my head," the boy replied.

Yukito invited him in, and said, "Why don't you sit down for a moment while I change?" He smiled and left Syaoran in the living room.

Syaoran sat down and looked around. Yukito was definitely a weird guy. Lavender walls and orange carpeting? Sheesh…and lots and lots of mirrors in different shapes and sizes everywhere. Not to mention the huge candles at every corner of the room. This guy is freaking me out, he thought, rising and studying the photos on a drawer. Photos of Yukito, of Aya and him…of other men…and one of Sakura and their class…

That's when Li discovered that in that picture, Eriol's and his face were encircled. What the - ? he thought, shocked.

"Sakura encircled those." A voice said. Yukito!

Syaoran guiltily faced him and grinned sheepishly…and surprised shit out of himself at Yukito's state. All the older man changed into was a pair of boxers!

Yukito must have noticed the astonishment in Li's face as he chuckled and said, "Hope you don't mind…" he plopped on one of the chairs and faced Syaoran. "So… What do you wanna know, Li?"

Syaoran looked at him squarely, and answered, "What really happened?"

"Tomoyo killed herself…"

"I know!" The boy retorted. "But why?"

"You really wanna know?"

Syaoran nodded. Yes, Yukito was giving him the truth.

"Could you take what I'm about to show you?"

Syaoran gulped, and nodded again.

"C'mon…" Yukito got up and headed towards his bedroom. He looked back at Li and motioned for him to follow.

Yukito's bedroom was really unique. Lava lights, grotesque paintings, and white rose petals all over the twin beds. Everything was white – pure, untouched, fresh, innocent.

Innocent? I don't think so, Syaoran thought as he spotted a sleeping figure on one of the beds. He slowly walked towards it.

Yukito sat on a loveseat and observed Syaoran, anticipating the boy's reaction if he knew that the sleeping person on the bed was…

"Eriol!" Syaoran exclaimed, loud enough for Yukito to hear and soft enough not to awaken his friend.

Confusion…Anger…Hurt…Scandal…were written on his face as he stared at Yukito's grinning visage and back at Eriol's calm sleep. I never thought…Yukito – gay! How could he do this to Eriol? Wait, did Eriol allow this to happen? Is this the reason why Tomoyo committed suicide? Because Eriol was sleeping with a guy!

He half-screamed at Yukito, pointing to the other boy. "What did you do to him?"

Yukito remained unruffled. He grinned and replied, "Exactly what he did to Sakura…"

That hit Li's face like a 100-ton arrow pierced through his body. The pain was far more destructive than he realized. He had sought for the truth, craved for it, and got it as he wished for.

"You're lying…" he spoke, not daring to see Yukito's eyes…not daring to see the truth in those eyes.

"You're lying you're lying you're lying…"he murmured again and again. But deep inside, he knew the other guy wasn't lying at all.

Li felt weak, and he dropped to the floor, misty-eyed and everything. "How could Sakura do this to me?"

Yukito knelt beside Syaoran and comforted him in an embrace. He hadn't wanted to be the one to reveal this to him. But he had to.

He tightened his grip, feeling the boy's tears on his shoulder. And when he didn't expect it the most, Li returned his embrace.

"Hush now, Li," he whispered. "You don't have to endure all this suffering…Let me comfort you."

Ever so gently, Yukito cupped the boy's face and pressed his lips against his.

Heat surged through Li's body… No! His mind was shouting. This is wrong! But his body acted the opposite; his mouth curiously giving in to Yukito's warm tender lips.

A throaty moan escaped from Li as Yukito's tongue probed his, and as the older boy's hands began to travel all over his torso, popping buttons open, laying him down on the floor.

Syaoran's tongue snaked to catch Yukito's…wanting more of his sweet candy taste.

Excitedly, he touched Yukito's now sweaty body, feeling the tightening of the guy's muscles.

As Yukito continued to attack his mouth, Syaoran slid his fingers inside, lower and lower, fascinating himself, reaching for the hidden treasure…and when he got hold of his target, he felt Yukito's groan in his mouth, reverberating through his body.

Trembling, he grasped the hard shaft, feeling his own go erect, and wondered at its size. Could I really have done this to Yukito? He thought in disbelief.

Just as he was about to massage the older boy's manhood, Yukito broke free from Li's possessive lips, surprising the boy who guiltily released Yukito's erection. With closed eyes, Yukito's mouth ran down Syaoran's neck, playfully nuzzling the soft flesh there. His lips traveled downwards, reaching Li's breast and flicking his tongue at a rock-hard nipple, causing the boy to jerk. He caught it with his mouth began to suck it gently as if it were a tiny prick, happily hearing Syaoran's satisfied groans. To double the pleasure, he rubbed the other nipple with his hands and Syaoran arched forward, begging for more.

"More…more…" Syaoran cried, pleaded. He had never felt this before. Yes, he wasn't a virgin anymore but this is the first time he was devirginized by a man…and as sinful as it may seem, he loved it.

Yukito's mouth snaked lower now, worshipping the taste Li's navel had to offer…His hands unzipping zippers, removing pants, tearing underwear. He looked at Syaoran's erect manhood lovingly, setting his eyes on his aching need. With no moment's hesitation, he devoured it with his velvet mouth, feeling it grow as he deepthroated him. Li's hands gripped his hair, urging him deeper…and he did, teasing the tip and lapping hungrily at his balls. So young, so fresh… How long I've dreamt for this to happen! And now, he's giving himself to me willingly… Yukito thought, continuing to lick Syaoran, sucking his manhood, slurping the creamy texture slowly oozing out. Nothing could get more erotic than this, he thought, his own dick longing for release, aching for Li's mouth to kiss him there, too…

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The two, so engaged in their lovemaking/balls-fondling/dick-sucking hadn't noticed the hard pounding at the door. On the other side of the room, Sakura was shouting her head off, "Yukito! Yukito!"

Of course, not one of them could hear her. Who could? When you're in the middle of pleasuring your deepest fantasy? And him giving back that passion?

The girl was on the brink of surrendering when she remembered that Yukito had told her where he kept the spare key – under the rug. A smile formed playfully in her lips as she seized the key.

…..

Both of them, Yukito and Syaoran, still didn't hear the sound of the door creaking open or the footsteps heading for Yukito's unlocked room… both still drowning in their desire…

Yet, how ironic it had been, that they did hear the faintest of gasps drawn from Sakura's lips…

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