He rode into the stables, handing his horse to an ostler. Normally he would've rubbed his horse down and cleaned the tack himself, but because of his little Sakura, still tucked safely in his pocket, he was running slightly late. He only had enough time to clean up before dinner, and in his current state, his mother would have quite a few things to say, and none of them would be blessings. He ran to his rooms, quickly grabbing a fine silk shirt, cotton breeches and cotton over-shirt.
Closing the bathroom door behind him, he sighed, thankfully the maids had already prepared a hot bath for him. He gently extracted Sakura from his pocket and set her down on a chair overlooking the bathtub so he could watch her as he bathed. She stared up at him with her gorgeous green eyes and gently cocked her head to one side. He felt his heart beat a little quicker as he stared into her emerald depths. "You're cute Sakura," he told her, "real cute."
Syaoran removed his jacket, placing it over the back of the chair before taking off his shirt. He put his shirt on top of his jacket. He began to fiddle with his breeches when Sakura suddenly turned away from him. She stretched her head up and pulled his shirt down onto the chair before hiding her head under its folds. Syaoran chuckled at his pup's antics while he finished taking his clothes off and sunk into the boiling water.
Syaoran quickly scrubbed every inch of skin, dried himself and dressed in his fresh clothes. He bent down so his face was level with the chair before slowly pulling the fallen shirt of his Sakura. He smiled to himself, her eyes were tightly shut. "It's okay," he told her, "you can look now." She slowly opened one eye, then the other. Syaoran chuckled as he picked up his shy pup and carried her back to his bedroom.
Syaoran gently placed her on his bed before entering his walk-in wardrobe. He came back with a few jackets. He placed them on the bed before her and walked into the centre of the room. "Which one do you think I should wear tonight Sakura?" He asked her while turning around slowly so she could get a good view of his clothes. Sakura stared at his forest green shirt and his brown over shirt and breeches. She then slowly started pacing his bed, limping slightly as she began to admire her choice of jackets. Sakura finally placed her tiny paw on a forest green jacket, embroidered with tiny peonies, and trimmed in gold. A smile crept over his face as he picked up her choice. "Perfect," He told her.
Syaoran hung the rejected jackets back up before putting Sakura's choice on. He stood back to admire her choice when the door suddenly burst open and a blue-haired young man walked into the room. "Damn it Eriol," Syaoran yelled, "don't you ever knock?" Eriol smiled at Syaoran, which only succeeded in annoying him even more. Syaoran was about to yell at him to get out when Eriol suddenly turned and walked towards his bed, picking up a tiny bundle of fluff. "Another one of you strays?" Eriol asked mildly, placing Sakura back on the bed while Syaoran fumed. "Get out NOW!" "Temper, temper," Eriol replied as he slowly walked out. He stopped at the door, spinning around to face Syaoran, "She's quite cute," he told him, "Unusual eyes though." Eriol left before Syaoran could reply.
Syaoran quickly strode over to the bed and picked his cute fluff-ball up and cuddled her close, while checking her swollen paw. Sakura felt the worry roll off him in waves. She lifted her tiny head up and gingerly licked his nose, causing him to chuckle. Sakura felt the tension slowly melt away, as he scrunched up his nose against her licks. Syaoran gently placed her in his pocket before heading down to dinner.
Syaoran sat down at the food laden table and, to his dismay, Eriol decided to sit opposite him. "I see you decided to bring you're cute friend with you," Eriol remarked as they began to fill their plates. Syaoran glared at him, he could tell, this was going to be a long night. Syaoran continued to slip small amounts of food to Sakura throughout the meal. Syaoran felt himself gradually going insane as he heard comment after comment from Eriol about his little Sakura. He spent most of his time trying not to listen to Eriol's annoying voice until he made one particular comment. "Huh?" He asked. Eriol's eyebrows rose, "I said," with much relish, "I wonder how long it'll take Yelan to find out about your cute little friend, that is, unless she already knows." Syaoran paled slightly, taking a quick glance up the table to where his mother was sitting. Yelan was indeed watching her son, and with particular interest. 'Did she really know?' he wondered, 'Or was this all just one big coincidence?' Sakura obviously thought he'd spent enough time contemplating the subject, because she began to nuzzle his hand, begging for more food. "Exactly how much do u eat little one?" Syaoran asked her, smiling slightly as he slipped her another morsel. Syaoran quickly finished his meal, and left for his rooms, feigning illness.
Sakura hid her head under the covers while Syaoran changed into his pyjamas. He smiled again at her shy little ways before climbing under the covers himself. Syaoran blew out the candle, and pulled Sakura's tiny form into his arms. She snuggled in close and soon fell asleep by his side. Syaoran fell asleep a stroking her soft fur.