The Sword And The Pen
-Card Captor Sakura-
Esodane
A/N – Guys, I'm so sorry, if I took long again XD. Haha, I had another baby born last week. If you don't know what it is. It's 'The Cherry Blossom Files'. Check it out, people! Well, if you would want to. It's a grimoire of lemons, well, at least it will be. Haha! Here I am, getting ambitiously getting carried away. Well, being ambitious isn't that bad, right?
Oh yeah, another conflict also has appeared in the story. Let me refresh it, Sakura's father is in an engagement again! Yeah, this is a great chapter. It looks like a typical cutie of mine. So I hope that just made everything more exciting, kay, it's already time to set your eyes in the screen. Chow!)
-Dates-
It was evening in the Kinomoto residence… Touya Kinomoto that is, and Shinoa and him were just about to have dinner.
Touya seated lazily on the chair, and as for Shinoa, she was standing before the stove, cooking something. Touya didn't know what the hell was it, but he just thought it smelled good… and suddenly, she giggled…
"What?" Touya said questioning, looking at his longhaired wife,
She faced him with a lovely face, "So you mean father's in an engagement right now?" rather inquisitive,
Touya heaved a sigh and slumped to the table depressed, "Yeah, Shin, and I just don't know what to do," he sighed again, restless, and leaned back himself from the chair, "I mean for my entire life, and so is Sakura, I haven't seen him go crazy for a woman after mother died… It's just so crazy, it's the first time I'm experiencing this feeling…"
"Looky here! Hubby-dearest suddenly becomes wooshy-woosh!" she joked sarcastically, raising her left hand and twirling it with her hair, and she giggled again,
"Stop that," Touya said, suddenly getting irritated, "it's annoying,"
Shinoa stirred the pan, "But…" Touya looked at her, "it's strange, I admit, I've quite grown fond of your family before we got married, he really isn't the type who would get married again, eh?"
Touya walked to her, "I don't know anymore." He concluded, but then he smirked, "However, you're a good daughter-in-law, you even care about this situation of ours."
She joined smirking, and they both chortled, "So you say father invited Sakura, Touya and me to his house?" and he nodded,
"Yeah, and I have a strange feeling about that… I mean, it's not just a dinner, Shinoa, it's D' dinner… and we're going to stay there…" he breathed, "And I don't know about this woman either…" he added hastily,
"Oh c'mon, father's not a player,"
"Who knows…" Touya sighed, and scratched his head, he imagined his father surrounded with women with nametags 'sluts' written on them in big, bold red letters. He shivered "You don't know this, but I'm really attached to Sakura and dad… and probably that woman must be using dad…" he made a silly-sounding assumption
"Shhhh…" Shinoa murmured, "Don't look at this like some murder Touya, after a few days we'll go there, and have a happy-family meeting," she said comfortingly, and as always, Touya got taken by it… "I'm sure father's not going to be a man who would choose a bitch like me," she laughed, and Touya looked at her peculiarly.
'Okaaaay…. So she's teasing herself…' "What is this you're cooking exactly?" Touya changed the subject, letting Shinoa take him. She grinned lavishly. Well, that was one thing he liked about his beautiful wife… she always knew how to calm or cheer him up…
Shinoa had a broad grin on her face, "It smells good, isn't it? It's my specialty, stuffed cabbage!" she said proud, and Touya kissed her.
"Well good for us…" he said sensually, and he nibbled her ear… "When again are we having a baby?" he said, smirking,
Shinoa looked at him with a taunting look, "Now," she said sexily, and laid a thin smile, and Touya surprisingly French-kissed her wife passionately, and she finally turned off the stove with ample, overpowering temptation, maybe meat-stuffed cabbages can wait.
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Syaoran sat on the kitchen table, wondering, staring up to the ceiling, not minding the bustle of cooking, and people running around like loonies loose from a distant, creepy mental hospital…
"Yo, Syaoran," Takashi's voice boomed, and soon, he was informed he was doing nothing,
"Huh?"
"You're slacking off, Chiharu's not going to like this when she sees you like this," Takashi put a wicked smile on his face, and Syaoran grinned,
"Yeah, I guess so," he stood up, and started to walk outside, and wander the restaurant, but he was caught by Takashi's grip…
"Oh by the way," he grinned,
and after three minutes…
"No way!" Syaoran said excited but still composed…
Takashi decided not to make Syaoran get carried away, "Yeah, but don't tell her okay, it's a surprise… everything's already been arranged…" he said again with a wink…
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Sakura strolled the road to get to Confetti Cakes, it was late morning, just had enough time to ask Syaoran something…
Apparently, she looked like a princess walking on the sidewalks, on a pink trench coat and ecru slacks… people wondering why the rich and famous woman wouldn't just take her supposed to be pink-and-white limousine and go somewhere…
And she saw Syaoran wiping the table, and she stood outside, waving through the clear glass, smiling. Syaoran immediately caught her by the corner of his eye, and he waved back…. Welcoming her with a hand,
"Hi Sakura!" Syaoran said edged, 'Should I kiss her or smile at her or what?' Sakura walked before him, and smiled innocently, "You're supposed to be at work, what're you doing here?" he asked,
She smiled, "Don't worry, I just want to do me a favor."
"Oh, first of all where's Chiharu?" She asked,
"I don't know exactly where but she's not here." He announced, "Why?"
Sakura reached for something in the bag, and she laughed pointlessly, "As always, I borrow C.D.s from her, it's really a habit of mine, I really can afford them but I always end up asking her for them… It's already a habit, and whenever I want a record, I always realize at the end I'm always here. Can you give it to Chiharu instead?"
Syaoran joined her dense laughing, "Sure why not," And then they stopped, well, Syaoran thought it was more than a stupid C.D. and Sakura caught Syaoran's eye,
"And for the other favor,"
"What?" Syaoran asked, composed, 'Woooh, I thought she classified me as a stupid C.D. man…'
She lend him a pink piece of paper with understandable calligraphy on it… "I ask you for dinner at my place, We have to talk about… things…" she said, cheery, though internally, she was tense, "You don't know where it is so here's the address…"
Syaoran read it, and he nodded, "Kay, thanks," he beamed, and the next question just came out, "Uhhhh, the two of us? Alone?" he said and twitched…
Sakura bobbed her head, and she smiled.
On contrary, Syaoran was having one heck of a lizard on his stomach. The last time they did that they ended up erasing their titles as innocent virgins in Sakura's cute, pink room…
"Don't you think that would be like a rerun of the past?" Syaoran asked at last, honestly,
Sakura guffawed, and she grinned, "Exactly, but that would be in a positive note, right?"
Syaoran nodded, quickly noticing to but
Sakura waved back again, "I'll see you later, I'm looking forward to it, Syaoran… we can meet up at the door?"
"Yes, whatever you say, Sakura," he smiled, and made Sakura slightly blush. 'Oh puhleesh, I'm already an old lady… why do I have to blush like this?'
"Well, then," Sakura finally said, Syaoran nodded, and she turned back,
Syaoran broadly grinned to himself, feeling stupid since they were talking hush-hush in the middle of the restaurant, but having him getting a night as Sakura's place was greater than what he was accounted for…
He wondered if Sakura's going to let him stay at her house, well, just one month he wouldn't even think about staying there… but maybe it's time… maybe he was really going to stay there, and hear Sakura, and see her at a house, maybe sooner or later that'll happen, but the question is, where is she really living right now?
'Maybe she still lives on the old house…' he thought for a second but decided, 'nah, Sakura's rich now…' He thought she would be living in an elegant, super-size condo in a skyscraper with waterfalls, and grand coffee tables with exuberant wine, and tasty caviar beside…
Oh he couldn't be more wrong… hell, she only lives in a bungalow with four rooms, with a stuff-toy companion.
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"Hey," Eriol causally greeted, "You're back, boss Sakura," He faced her with a smirk, and returned facing his new laptop,
Sakura sighed, "Don't call me that," 'What's the use? He's been calling me that at eight o' clock in the morning'
"Where did ya go?" Eriol asked curiously, she didn't tell him where did she go to,
Sakura walked to her table, and sat, "Well, I remembered something I had to return to Chiharu," Sakura said, thinking Eriol was already satisfied, but unfortunately, he was not,
Eriol stared at him, with an I'm-waiting look… "Uhuh, you don't go somewhere just to drop something to a friend, you usually, no, you ALWAYS multi-task, boss Sakura," he smirked again…
Sakura gave up easily, "Fine," she sighed, "I gave Syaoran an invitation to my place," And she found out Eriol was staring at her, "Well, I have to, you know,"
"Ri—ght" he said slowly,
"Stop that," she snapped, "It's just super-duper friendship bonding," Sakura said, and they ended up chortling over it. Sakura speculated what's happening with his relations to Lyn and Tomoyo. He seemed light emoted, whatever you call it… right now.
"Oh yeah," Sakura added, "Any updates with the whole Lyn business?"
"Don't say her name," he said without hesitation, almost like a spontaneous reaction. And she didn't, just wondering what happened,
"Then what should I call her then?" Sakura said, raising an eyebrow,
Eriol thought for a second, and he unexpectedly grinned, "You call her ' D'bitch''"
Sakura shrugged, and tried to lie a smile on her face, "You really hate her, don't you," she said nicely,
Eriol scowled, "Anyhow it's more than hate… it's… it's… it's detestation!" he said, angered, "I mean you're a woman, and she's a woman. Women, do not slap each other for a guy."
Sakura sweat-dropped, "Oh, but they do." Pity him. He doesn't know what was a teenage drama queen's high school life was like… Call it 'The World War of the Queenly Prima Donnas'
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Syaoran viewed the whole place thoroughly, it was three o' clock, and this was the hour the staff always dreads about, there was nothing much they can do…
He sighed, still holding the C.D. and the piece of paper Sakura gave him, he couldn't even drop them in his bag because he was afraid it might get lost,
"Oi." Takashi talked behind him, catching Syaoran off-guard… He faced backward, and sighed again,
"What now?" he asked sluggishly,
Yamazaki chuckled, "You must hate this hour,"
Syaoran followed his laughter, "Yeah,"
"Where's Chiharu?" Syaoran asked again, remembering the C.D.
"Hmmm? Why?"
"Sakura dropped this by," he showed the C.D. "She said she borrowed this from her, and she wasn't here, so she favored me to give it to her instead." Syaoran explained slothfully,
"I see," Takashi smiled, "Let me give that to her, she's having bossy flu," Syaoran had a thin grin on his face, and gave it to him. "What about that pink paper there?" he asked again, snooping,
Syaoran didn't hesitate, after all, Takashi perfectly knew, "Sakura invited me to her place for thw night,"
Takashi looked down, "Oh really," he sighed, "so much for you helping me work at late hours," he said giving up,
Li smirked,
"Man!" Takashi yelled, "That Chiharu's one heck of a girl," he smiled, "you're lucky you have Sakura," he said, making the words crawl and creep on Syaoran's mind. Syaoran blushed, and he shook his head. "Jeez, that green-eyed beauty's rich and nice… Not Chiharu who has skin you can't get under," he sighed,
Syaoran faced him, "But you love her, don't you?"
Takashi roared a laugh so boisterously; almost the whole populace of the place caught his attention, "Yeah, weirdly…" he smiled a boyish grin at Li, and there was once again silence… Syaoran was gazing at the address Sakura gave him; he was definitely, definitely going to come…
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"You're already leaving?" Tomoyo voiced at Sakura as the two both walked out of the elevator. With a chance, they met at the elevator, with Sakura going down, and Tomoyo going up, but then, Tomoyo decided going up could be a boring idea, so now she was with Sakura on the side…
"Yeah, I still have to go home." Sakura said reasonably,
"Yeah, right,"
"Really." And Sakura didn't say more,
"Oh yeah," Tomoyo said again loudly enough to make Sakura notice her completely, "Can you go with me and Eriol to Tomoeda Strip? Just gimmick night." She said cheerful and excited.
Sakura remembered Tomoeda Strip. It was like a heaven-and-hell hole. She loved to go, but then she still had Syaoran waiting on the door right now. Maybe next time. "Maybe next time Tomoyo, I still have a date…"
"… with Syaoran." Tomoyo continued, with a guessing voice
Sakura grinned, "That's right. I'm hopeless." They laughed boisterously.
"That's okay, at least I'm alone with Eriol for the night…" Tomoyo smirked, and pecked Sakura on the check, "Have a good evening, girlfriend,"
And soon, Sakura was out of the bulding. Tomoyo stared outside, thinking if Eriol would get excited by the idea. Well duh. 'What he needs now is a good old-fashioned trip to bar with a good old-fashioned vice-president mistress…' She paused thinking. 'Mistress huh…' she thought and sighed, and she returned to the elevator, another trip to her little, boring office…
Sakura on the other hand was thinking for a while. 'Maybe Syaoran's already on the door right now…' she thought, and she smiled thinly. She suddenly remembered Kero, maybe he was out, she remembered she sent him away for three days straight… hell, he was a clow card guardian, he could handle himself…
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Syaoran was waiting on the porch. Just staring at Sakura house like a freak of nature. Heck, he didn't even expect Sakura was living in the humble building. At first, he thought Sakura gave him the wrong address, or, he thought his eyes were playing nasty tricks on him. So there he was lingering on the streets for fifteen minutes, always ending up at the same house.
"Oi!" A female voice shot behind him.
With no guess, Syaoran instantly visualized her as Sakura, "Hey," he greeted back, "Nice place," he said with a grin, and it seemed like he bent low and reached for Sakura's lips… He thought he made a wrong move, but to his surprise, she didn't step backward, or scream idiot, or slap him or stuff like that.
She smiled, "Yeah, it's small, I love small things," she laughed. But Syaoran thought for a second. What did she mean about 'I love small things' because his was big. (A/N – Is that corny? Or rather funny?)
"Yeah, I guess you do…" he faced the door, "I mean I thought you were living on a mansion or something, but then at the back of my mind you're alone…" he thought that was rather rude, but Sakura only unlocked the door,
"Do you still remember the house-date at college?" she suddenly whispered. Her face expecting her possibly-be-boyfriend go kaput…
But all did Syaoran do was look at her and laugh, "You mean that house-date." And she giggled like a ninny…
For a million of seconds, they just stared under the shadow created by the roof, from the far distance, maybe the two were like silhouettes affected by a romanced sage… both unaware the lucky moon and the lucky stars were watching the destined moment… (A/N – Isn't that poetic. Just thought I could share this newly written ideal)
And then Sakura jumped to him, and made her arms go wanton with his muscled body… She could feel all the masculine energy gushed out of him, as if there was a avid aura around him… "This brings back time, don't you think?"
Her voice sounded vulnerable, yet wild but timid… Syaoran's mind set to the thing he honestly would just love to do… "Sakura…" he said huskily, and he kissed her, he could hear tense, muffled breaths, and he hugged her like a teddy bear… oh it really does bring back memories… Sakura abruptly inched back, and she heard Syaoran groan…
"We didn't even get to eat dinner yet," she whispered, and she giggled slightly, leaving Syaoran to sigh… She finally turned the knob and switched the lights, letting Syaoran roam her dwelling… 'Tomoeda Strip eh… I wonder what's happening with Tomoyo and Eriol?' She continued watching Syaoran hold and touch her things. She never thought normal, everyday newspapers, and normal, everyday teabags be so much interesting…
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"You're early…" Tomoyo said cheerfully, as she got attention to a hot (maybe cold, since he rather looked cool than fiery) Eriol wearing a navy-blue shirt, a black blazer, and tight leather pants, and of course, the traditional combat boots… "Whoa, you're amazing, I heard from Sakura you left the house with nothing but soggy crapish. You even got here earlier than me." Tomoyo laughed,
Eriol sweatdropped, "Actually, I bought this just a few hours ago, and then I rushed here. God, this is like who's who. You even get to meet a lot of popular people here… Genevieve Takagawa, Hitomi Efeil, Shiroji Naruto…" (A/N – Don't worry, they're not real.)
Tomoyo laughed, and beamed, "Yeah, Sakura and I would go here five times a month with Chiharu and the others."
Eriol nodded, and he just noticed how ravishing was Tomoyo for the night. She had her hair knotted at the back; it looked like there was a bun with a metal antique stick pierced through it. And she wore a grey suit and a black pleated skirt, with a white lash, and to finish it all, black stiletto heels with straps that reached below her knees… (AN – I know the description is long, but hey, visualize it, and god, if she was real, even a kid would rape her! Nyahahahahahaha!)
"Eriol?" she said concerned…
"Oh nothing, you look beautiful, Tomoyo…" the words just came out, and he couldn't help it… She blushed, and to think she was hearing this from the guy she had the hots for. How lucky could she be… Again, Eriol noticed her blush and he coughed, "Orgasm…?" he offered, his hands reaching for the bottle, and the two goblets with cherries sticking on the lid…
Orgasm? Horny people only drink Orgasm. (A/N – Yeah, whatever…) Tomoyo looked at the table, she didn't notice the things on the table, her eyes were only focused on him, just listening to his voice. Wondering how would Eriol look like naked, wondering how Lyn could be so cruel to the handsome man. She realized she was already mentally undressing him. Oh how women like her could be. "Yeah, I'd love to…" she charmingly said, and Eriol smiled at her… As she interpreted, Eriol signaled his craving for her…
Are all mistresses like that? (A/N – Well Excuse me! I don't know what a mistress would feel, so as the writer, I wonder what a mistress feels. Haha!)
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"What the hell is this?" Syaoran said chuckling, as he went to hug her behind.
They were in the kitchen, Sakura cooking, and Syaoran dying to find out what the fuck she was making…
"It's flambé…" Sakura nicely informed him… and then the thoughts just flooded through her…
Syaoran gleamed, "Well, whatever it is, it looks awesome…"
But her mind was elsewhere… 'Flambé… dad thought me how to do this right…' "Dad taught me how to make this. I guess that's why you like it…"
"Maybe." Syaoran grinned. "My future-father-in-law must be a great cook…" he whispered and he laughed…
"But how about your future-mother-in-law… Who is your future-mother-in-law?" Sakura mumbled farfetched…
Syaoran looked at her quizzically… "But I thought your mother was already passed away?"
Sakura sighed… "I know, father's in an engagement now…"
"Well, that's cool." Syaoran said simply.
Sakura looked at him petrified. Shocked. Shaken. "How can you say that? Father was hurt the time mom was dead. I don't know if she's really going to—"
"Oh c'mon. Why don't you just trust him. He's your father, all right. He knows life better than you… He has his own life… He's in love…" (A/N – Jeez, could I possibly get cornier than that?)
Sakura stared at him strangely… "Did you just say that?" He nodded, and he coughed. She giggled… "It's unfortunate you don't get recognized by your talents,"
Syaoran steamed, "At least your dad didn't get his house burned, and his whole family get assassinated in front of you… and go begging on the streets, and have labor, and stuff…" he said sarcastically,
Sakura just shrugged, and stared at him again, eye-to-eye, and smiled, "Maybe we have enough of this family problem… We just have to visit papa…"
Syaoran noticed she said We. Thought he was incredulous, nope, he liked the idea… "When?"
Sakura was taken back, she thought he wouldn't approve, but hey, it was a great idea to introduce him to her father… and his 'fiancé'… "You mean you even like the idea?" she asked surprised, and Syaoran chuckled… "This summer, it's getting nearer…"
Syaoran leaned and watched her behind her shoulder, "Hey Sakura,"
"What?"
"I'm hungry…"
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"It's fun here isn't it?" Tomoyo said cheerfully, and Eriol just grinned broadly,
"Yeah," he replied. And it really was. Not mentioning he thought this the rendezvous of all the flirtatious humans inside the vicinity of Tomoeda, or probably even outside of Tomoeda. Just a few minutes ago, already exactly fifteen girls and six gay men asked for his number. Tomoyo just watched him impressed, and amazed…
"Wow. You're really getting popular here." Tomoyo joked, and they laughed on their table,
"You mean you don't even mind?" Eriol said skeptical,
Tomoyo giggled, and took a sip, "Eriol, this is a bar. That's why people love bars. They can flirt with other people. Other, good-looking people."
Eriol gazed at her puzzled, "You are an unmistakably weird woman, Tomoyo…"
It was Tomoyo's turn to grin now. "Wanna dance?"
Eriol stood up, and bowed before her with a welcoming hand, "Certainly, madam…"
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Sakura and Syaoran already ate, and both of them were on the couch, having their peace by watching a blockbuster horror movie (people said it was horrifically in denial about ladies not throwing themselves at their boyfriends) while eating 0 fats cheese-flavored popcorn, which they even had a twenty-minute argue about.
They were silent, though not awkward. Syaoran praying just one instant Sakura would get terrified and spend the whole movie grasping his arm, or comfort her, or whatever his fantasies were… Too bad Sakura just gave him Haha-I'm-not-scared-of-this-movie glances time to time.
"Weird isn't it…" Sakura murmured out of the blue.
Syaoran, who was now absorbed to the movie, faced her a questioning look, "Huh?" he said dozy,
"This isn't like six years ago after all…" she said with a mysterious smile.
Syaoran looked at her detached… maybe it wasn't… He could remember Sakura's face back then, and now? The only similarity is that green-eyes of hers… nothing else, "Yeah, you're right," he murmured with the same mysteriousness…
Time destroyed some things and time created other things to both of them… Was this an effect of love, or misery, or sorrow, or even hate?
Syaoran gazed at her again, and he couldn't stop himself from doing so. He felt that moment he was possessed, and he gave in to his indulgence. Sakura seemed to lie down from the couch, and she just colored her cheeks… He would just breathe slowly, and he would close his eyes, and he would feel twitchy inside, and make his cheeks warm, and let his emotions take over him… Be reckless… Be unwary, but of love and desire remaining inside…
The next thing her knew he was over her, kissing her passionately, he stripped her, as she stripped him… and she moaned, and said his name aloud…
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A/N – Creepy ending huh? But in my opinion the date scenes were better than my first ones. Don't you think? Haha. Well, I pardon for being so dopey on updating the story, truth is, I ran out of internet cards, and I'm bankrupt this May, so hehe, please forgive me…
Oh yeah, anyone here who's a Gwen Stefani fan? I just want to confirm if Gwen Stefani's really the lead singer of the 90's band 'No Doubt'… I beg ya, I wanna know! Since I'm a fellow Gwen Stefani Fan. I love all of her songs on Love. Angel. Music. Baby. Especially 'Hollaback Girl' and 'Harajuku Girls'
Haha! Super Kawaii! (I just learned the word from her song, Harajuku Girls. Hehehe) c")