A/N: Just for anyone who's curious, I'm as big as a FyeXSakura fan as I am a Tsubasa fan...which is, I'm not much of a fan at all. I'm thankful you, readers, are giving me good feedback; I was actually expecting flames, lol, silly me. Anyway, I decided to base this world off of a !mystery book! If you can guess what book it is, I will write any one-shot fanfiction of any pairing of your choice for you )!

Extra Warning: For that one who might know the book I'm speaking about, I'm blending the entire "family tree" into one particular generation to make this easier.

Hot Chocolate

When the two returned to the small town of isolation, which was in its baby stages of connecting with the outside world, Fye and Sakura's return was received warmly by the matriarch of the house. She was an aging but mighty woman whose skin was of rough mocha, and her body revealed ages of increased mass, but such superficial qualities seemed to only add more to the spirit and life she was a source of, within the home of the Buendías.

Syaoran, who was in one of the many rooms of the large but primitive Buendía home, was being entertained by a man whose hands created melody upon the keys of a splendid pianola. His delicate golden locks and fair skin were an ideal contrast toward the many Buendías, and in-between the music, the young man, Pietro Crespi, talked much of his love for the strange, earth-eating Rebeca Buendía.

Syaoran would listen with polite and keen interest while Kurogane was horrifically distracted by the arrival of a young, pretty girl named Renata along with her twenty-seven friends from a distant Catholic convent. They were wildly impressed by his sword skills but they were even more wildly impressed with the little white fluff called Mokona—which sounded much like the town's name, Macondo, that the village people proclaimed Mokona as the patron of Macondo and fed the cotton ball all of the wines and delicacies it desired.

In the midst of the great distractions, Sakura quickly was brought into a game with Renata and her friends a competition who smashed as much silverware as possible without the matriarch catching them. The princess blood within Sakura kept her from participating in the game, and she did not have to warn the matriarch for the giant woman stormed into the room and chased as many of the twenty-seven girls away as possible. But like cockroaches, Renata's Catholic friends returned, and attempted different games of annihilating property.

Fye was most intrigued by the golden fish that an old colonel was making. He requested to keep one of the golden fish as a souvenir, but the old colonel quickly refused for he claimed Fye had the wrong reasons of wanting one of his beloved gold fishes.

In an attempt that was sure to fail, Syaoran, the most polite gentleman the matriarch claimed she has ever met, attempted to memorize everyone's names. Syaoran finally lost hope and apologized when he found out one of the oldest members of the family had eighteen sons all named 'Aureliano' with three more named 'Aureliano' who were distantly related to the eighteen.

By the time midnight lunged upon the home like a lioness toward an unsuspecting deer, the house was finally silent and the streets of Macondo were quiet. Kurogane unexpectedly fainted out of an overwhelming emotion of the amount of people dwelling within the household. Before he passed into a world of unconsciousness, he held onto Fye's sleeve in disbelief and murmured that there were more people in this house than the entire population within Princess Tomoyo's one-thousand acre palace.

When the house finally fell asleep, Fye realized he was the only one awake. He thought about Prince Ashura for several moments and became restless. He checked the time on the old grandfather clock and decided to take a walk on the streets of Macondo. In his honest opinion, Fye was very close to believing that Macondo never fell asleep. As he left the house, he strolled the streets and felt the refreshing cool breeze of the Macondo running through his hair.

It may have seem suspicious for a traveler, an outsider, to wander around the town at a time like this. However, he felt he needed to walk around or he wouldn't be able to smile.

"Fye?"

He stopped in his footsteps and could not bear to turn around to face her. However, he did with a brilliant smile that was only natural for the beautiful magician.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" he asked politely. She shook her head.

"I couldn't sleep either..."

He liked the little girl, but she was only a little sister to him. He could never see her any more than that for he knew the consequences. There was much on his mind—searching for Sakura's feathers, the possible awakening of Prince Ashura—he did not want to think about the troubles they had ahead of them. It was enough stress for Syaoran to see his world destroyed.

"Don't worry about me. Old Fye is just reminiscing," he laughed heartily. Sakura did not smile, which slightly troubled him. Sakura always smiled and it had always brightened his day. "Should I not be asking you what is wrong?"

Sakura held her hands together tightly. She wasn't sure what was wrong but the fact that she was in much distress. However, she could not tell Syaoran, and although she wanted to tell Fye, she could not tell him either. She thought about explaining her problems to Mokona but Mokona will send her sensitive trust to the entire town of Macondo. Sakura opened her mouth to say something but before she could she covered her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I...what am I thinking?"

He realized she was even more beautiful when she cried. The light of the moon seemed to make her tears shine. Fye resisted the desire to embrace her so he placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Don't worry," he whispered and gave her his most encouraging smile. She realized it would be far too difficult to tell Fye. His charming smile only made her feel much worse. "There's a time and place for our feelings. We better go back. Syaoran and Kurogane might have noticed we are missing," he insisted.

Sakura did not budge. When he took several steps away from her toward the house of the Buendía, he realized she was not going to follow him.

"I was wondering..." Sakura's voice was barely audible. "...could we take a walk instead? I came out for some fresh air too."

"Alright," Fye agreed with a charismatic grin and reminded himself that he should not smile like that in front of her. He was beginning to feel another consequence was developing and he was unable to stop it. He would have to keep on walking. "I wished we knew where we were going around here."

"It doesn't matter, does it?" Sakura's hand found his arm. He quickly interpreted it as a friendly notion and thought nothing more of her innocent motives.