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Hannon Le Na (Thank you to (replies also)):

PnkSaKuRaSyAoRaNS2: lemons? Not really sure, it heats up a little more. Still, if you want lemons, well, maybe.

Note: If anyone has an opinion on adding lemons (if you don't know what that is: smack! You should not be reading this story!) review and let me know.

gamma-rae: ok, the prophecy is not supposed to be understood until later, that's why two non-main characters know about it. Also, Yue is coming, very soon. And yes, sorry if I did not make this clear, all the cards are Star Cards.

youkaigirl64: I hope this is quick

anime flower: It gets better (I hope).

And (one of my most loyal)

Vampire Jazzy.

Well, peeps, another chapter. I don't own CCS.

Read on fellow fans!

Sakura did not sleep that night, she could not. She lay awake in her bed, worried. It was Monday when the sun rose. Sakura had her shake, but could not finish it. Food did not appeal to her rolling stomach. She sat down, wearing a black tank top and her leggings. Another day of work was gone, she still had minimal information on Yukito and now she was loosing her three friends. She would be alone in her search from now on, and every day lessened the chances that Yukito was alive.

"Morning Sakura," Li said, shirtless. Sakura did not reply. She just sat at the table, staring at her mug. Something tugged on Syaoran's heart to see her in such a state; his Sakura was never weak or sad. "Hey." He walked over to her and sat next to her, wrapping his strong arms around her. "Don't worry, we'll find him." Sakura put her hand on arm, she felt so safe in his arms, like nothing could ever harm her again. From the sound of his voice he had forgiven the fact that she had gotten what was rightfully his by heritage. Sakura closed her eyes and felt a tear could her vision; she blinked it back, turning to face him.

"Syaoran," she said very quietly. He had not let her go and he was mere inches from her face. Sakura froze, her insides caved in and blood rushed to her face. Sakura did not remember exactly how it happened. He had kissed her, or maybe she had kissed him, or maybe their lips just melded. Sakura felt his arms tighten around her and her own arms slip around his neck.

Syaoran could have shouted. Sakura had let him in and kissed him. They stood and pulled each other closer. Syaoran picked Sakura up and placed her gently on the counter as they continued to explore each other's mouths. Syaoran tried to draw back and catch his breath, but Sakura wrapped her wiry legs around him, pulling him closer into the kiss. Syaoran moaned as he felt warm legs pull him closer to her. He pulled her hair from its ponytail and ran his hands down the silky mane. His fingers brushed boldly down her sides and lower back. Sakura made a small sound in the back of her throat, somewhere between a moan and a gasp; it only drove Syaoran wilder. Her body was betraying her. The two finally parted their heated transactions and they were still close, arms and bodies entwined.

"Sakura," Syaoran sighed, the sounds tumbled from his lips like poetry. He ran his fingers through her hair and held the back of her neck. Sakura felt strange flushes traveling through her body, treacherous to her mind. She knew she had to find Yukito, but her body was betraying her, overriding her mind. Her heart was in control now. She kissed Syaoran again, passionately. Syaoran was just as surprised as Sakura had been, her fingers traced over his chest and arms, settling around his neck. One of Syaoran's arms encircled Sakura's waist, holding her to him. The other cradled her neck as they deepened the kiss.

Eriol had just woken up, Tomoyo by his side. She still had nightmares, and that was understandable. He was surprised at how much had recovered already in such a short amount of time. Eriol smiled on her sleeping from. His Tomoyo was strong and resilient like that. He walked down the stairs to the kitchen and his jaw hit the floor. Syaoran, shirtless, had Sakura, scantily clothed, on the counter with her legs wrapped around him and they were making out.

'Well,' Eriol thought to himself from the doorway, 'My little descendant has already fallen for our little flower.' Eriol, very quietly, turned around and walked back upstairs. Tomoyo was awake.

"Hey," she said, looking very sexy in a tank top and boxers. "I thought you were going to get breakfast."

"Morning Sexy," Eriol said. "And I think we're going to stay out of the kitchen for a while."

"Why?"

"Syaoran and Sakura are getting rather friendly." Eriol sat down next to Tomoyo and threw the covers over his legs.

"Kawaii!" Tomoyo squealed. "They make the cutest couple!"

"I'm not so sure," Eriol said, wrapping his arm around her, seductively. "I'm sure we can match them." Tomoyo shifted, wrapping her legs around him and pressing her lips to his. Eriol bore Tomoyo down to the mattress, his frame settling gently over hers, cradled between her legs. Eriol sighed, he had never known so much love for someone and they were only sixteen. Tomoyo pressed her lips to his again, she loved him. They each had yet to verbally confess, but it was clear in the depths of the others heart just how much they loved one another.

Sakura's mind reeled in this new development. She was pressed up against a counter with her legs wrapped around Syaoran Li, who had hated her guts just a few hours ago.

'What the hell are you thinking Kinnomoto?' Sakura's inner halves were battling, again. 'What are you doing! Baka, you're letting him kiss you, get him away!'

The other part of her mind wasn't going to let this stand. 'Hey, shut-up! You're enjoying too! Just because you're not in control you don't have to pout, just enjoy him. The feel of his lips beneath ours, the delicacy of his tongue against ours…'

Her two sides would have kept battling, if she hadn't stopped them. 'STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU JUST SHUT UP! I'M IN CONTROL!' Both her sides shut up, until her tougher side whispered.

'Then why is he still kissing you?' Her soft side said nothing; Sakura herself would have to answer for herself.

'Because I love him.'

Syaoran was still in a state of euphoria from Sakura's first kiss. He could feel her long legs tighten around his hips, pulling him closer. Her arms were linked around his neck and shoulders, warm against his bare skin. He flicked his tongue against her lips, she opened her mouth and Li tasted her tongue against his. He was trying to get control of his mind, and ergo his body, but he had waited for this moment since he had met the cold beauty. He pulled Sakura closer and noticed that his arm could fully encircle her waist. He pulled her closer; she was pressed up against him. He could feel her breasts against his chest; Syaoran ran his hand down the silken mane of her hair and felt the softness of her skin. His right hand, still bandaged, cradled her neck as she pressed her lips against his.

'All right!' One part of his mind thought. 'I've only been waiting for this for, well, four days but it seems longer.'

'Baka,' His other self thought. 'What are you doing! She's the Card Captor, she took your birthright! You should be pummeling her!'

'I never really wanted the Cards,' his mind replied, 'It's just something that my family expected me to live up to. I never wanted the responsibility of saving the world, and thanks to Sakura, I don't have it.'

'But you will have to safeguard her,' his mind retorted, Syaoran was becoming quickly annoyed with his battling thoughts, they were taking is mind of Sakura's tongue running over his teeth, 'that is your responsibility now. You'll have to protect her from the world and all its dangers.'

'Somehow I don't really care,' his gentle side retorted, 'I have no trouble spending all my time with Sakura, especially if it's all going to be like it is now.'

'You know what,' Syaoran said to his mind, 'Shut-up, I'm trying to commit this moment to memory here.'

'Baby,' his tough side fought, 'You're engaged to Melin, whom would you bet on to be the one who wins you?'

'Sakura,' Syaoran and his soft side said together, 'Now shut up and let me kiss the woman I love!' Syaoran's heart suddenly stilled for a moment, he had confessed love for her in his heart. He did not know how he truly felt about the woman in his arms. He froze; Sakura had trailed her hand up his spine, creating warm shivers to run up ever nerve in his body. Syaoran thought about Sakura for only a moment.

"Syaoran?" she whispered, he had frozen. Syaoran could still feel the tingling in his spine. She relaxed her legs and put a hand on either side of his face. "Syaoran?" Syaoran grabbed Sakura and crushed her lips against his. She gave a small gasp/squeal of surprise. Syaoran began to heart up in temperature and in movement. He pulled Sakura close, she could feel the changes in his anatomy that her actions had caused. He picked her up and held her in his arms; Sakura was forced to wrap her legs around him to keep from falling. Syaoran carried her to the living room and bore her down on the couch, Sakura's legs still wrapped around him. Neither knew where this depth of emotion came from, but the two were moving with a passion they did not know existed. Syaoran shivered as Sakura's lips met his again, his caresses became bolder, running his hand across her flat stomach and sides. Sakura gasped and shivered, her treacherous body allowing his frame to settle over hers. His lips left hers and trailed down to the hollow of her throat. Sakura gasped, her hands running through his hair. Trying to affect him like he had affected her, nothing was working.

Suddenly his hand slipped to her lower back and his thumb hooked her tank top accidentally. The tank began to ride up a little, his hand splayed across the scar tissue on her lower back. Sakura exploded out from under Syaoran like a cannon, tugging her top down. Syaoran was knocked back to a sitting position.

"Sakura?" He asked, wondering what he'd done wrong. He suddenly realized what he had felt underneath her shirt, it was scar tissue.

"It's late Syaoran," Sakura said, turning to the stairs, "You guys need to get to school." Syaoran sighed; she had let him in and just like that thrown him out again. He walked upstairs and Sakura's bedroom door was closed, Tomoyo and Eriol were already dressed. Eriol was smirking.

"Have a good time eating Syaoran?" He leaned against the door and smiled.

"I need to talk to you guys later," Syaoran said, "It's about Sakura." Syaoran closed the door to Touya's old bedroom, he lay on his bed, his lips still tingling from Sakura's, he could still taste her cherry lips. Syaoran sighed and pulled a black tee over his head, he would have to ask her about the scars later, when Yukito was found. By the time he got downstairs Sakura was gone; there was a note on the table.

'Hey guys,' it read, 'I'm not going to be in school today, just tell the teacher I'm sick, do not mention Yukito. If there's any way one of you guys could get my work that will be great. Sorry to run like this, but Kyoko called, he has a lead. You know where the key is, just lock up when you leave. Also, I hate to ask this, but could one of you check up on Touya, I'm worried about him. Thanks. –Sakura.' Syaoran crumpled the note in his hand; she had gone before he could talk to her. Eriol and Tomoyo came down hand in hand.

"What's up?" Tomoyo asked.

"Something's up with Sakura," Syaoran said, "One second we're mak...talking and the next she's running out of the room because I noticed scar tissue on her back."

"And none of us are going to ask why you so close to her back," Eriol said in a singsong voice before dipping Tomoyo and laying a serious kiss on her lips, "Or did you have her on the counter?" The knife stuck in the wall two inches from Eriol's head, he ducked anyway. "Temper, this isn't our house." Syaoran had not noticed throwing the knife, but he knew he did.

"I don't tease you and Tomoyo," Syaoran said, "Besides, nothing's official."

"Syaoran," Eriol said, "You had Sakura on the counter and you were all over each other. What about that isn't official?"

"Yeah," Syaoran said, leaning against the counter where only minutes ago Sakura had been sitting, "You and Tomoyo make out for the first time and she runs away, sounds very official to me."

"Caso's going to be all over you," Tomoyo said, "She'll know we spent the weekend here."

"That's why I wish Sakura had let me go with her," Syaoran said.

"You could always follow her," Eriol suggested.

"No," Syaoran said, "If she wanted help she would have asked for it. Come on, we have school." Syaoran sounded very dismayed and hurt. Eriol knew that look behind his cousin's eyes; he had the same look when Tomoyo had gone out of town very early in their relationship. Syaoran sighed; he already missed Sakura's warm body close to his. For all her pretence and all her masks, she had still been able to let him in. Syaoran looked up at the shining sun as he walked to school, for some reason he wished that it would rain, he didn't very much feel like sun.

Well, let me know what you think.

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