Hey peep's I'm back.

Yeah, sorry it took so long to update.

Nywho…

Read on my fello fans. (I do not own CCS)

Sakura opened her eyes; she was lying on her back in her home. She groaned slightly and turned to her side, blinking the gunk from her eyes. She saw Syaoran lying next to her and rolled to her stomach. He was breathing and his coloring was good, he was just asleep. Sakura felt drained, most of her magic was depleted. She set Syaoran's head in her lap and brushed his hair out of her face. Something deep inside her knew that he was like this for her; he had spent his energy to protect her.

Sakura knew that she and Kisak were together, but he was forgotten at the moment. She leaned foreword and pressed her lips gently to his. She could drown in his arms, if they were around her. Sakura began to pull away, but a hand glided gently around the back of her neck and held her close. Sakura's green eyes shot open and met amber, he had been awake. She noticed, quite suddenly, that she was still kissing him, and that she did not really want to stop. Sakura pulled away and sat up, but Syaoran rose with her, his hand still locked around her neck. She felt his tongue against her lips and she opened her mouth to protest, but found her own tongue sliding to meet his.

The two kissed for several seconds, or maybe minutes, or possibly several bright days, before parting. They looked at each other and deep in their heart they both confessed their love to their secret selves, not daring to break the moment with words. The two kissed again and lay on the floor, still exhausted form their battle. Syaoran fell asleep with his arm thrown around Sakura and her hand resting on his chest.

In the Kitchen

Melin sat worriedly at the table drinking her tea, Kisak paced the floor. He was angry with Sakura for not telling him when she left and having to find her almost dead in a park two miles away. Melin had made up a fake story about a gang and he had bought it pretty well for an "on the spot" story. Melin herself was very worried about Syaoran, his magic was not drained easily and she had felt the effects. Anyone with the vaguest sense of magic would have felt that pulse, something big had gone down in the park, and Melin hated being left in the dark about things.

Melin had told no one of her magic; her red aura never pulsed like Syaoran's or Eriol's did. Her magic was in healing and small wounds, like a medic on a battlefield. Melin sighed and stirred her mug some more.

"I still can't believe she just ran off like that," Kisak fumed. He sat down and plunked his hand on the table, Melin's mug clinked. She looked up at him and he looked at her apologetically.

"You should be used to it," Melin said. "If you lived with Sakura in Tokyo. She seemed pretty independent when I met her there at the martial arts tournament. Syaoran's the same way, he'd always run off at some point and just come back, usually with a whole bunch of new wounds for me to patch up."

"Still," Kisak said, "I hate it when she runs off like this, back in Tokyo she'd try to hide it from me."

"Syaoran tried to hide things from me," Melin said, "He tried to hide the fact that he doesn't love me, but I already know that he doesn't."

"What do you mean?" Kisak asked.

"We're engaged," Melin answered, "Our parents made an arranged match when we were four, but Syaoran is my cousin and that's just a little wired. Besides, I don't love him. Well, I do, but like a brother and not how I love…" Melin froze; she had almost let the secret in her heart out in front of the last person she ever wanted to hear it.

"How you love…" Kisak prompted.

"I better go check on Syaoran," Melin said quickly, setting her un-drunk tea on the table and standing. Kisak stared after her and found his eyes traveling over her lean frame. She was not as slim as Sakura, but she had more muscle and was just as thin, her bone structure was just not as fine as Sakura's, Kisak had never met anyone with a bone structure as fine as Sakura. His eyes glided over her back and pictured her tee shirt straining against her chest and began to breathe a little harder. His eyes took in her backside in her tight black pants and his palms became sweaty. He rubbed his face and shook his head; Melin was always on his mind now.

He sighed, Melin, the beautiful creature, had enchanted him in a way that Sakura never could. Yes Sakura was happy and usually optimistic, there was something darker lurking just below the surface, something a little more terrifying. Sakura, believe it or not, was more complicated then Melin. Melin let everyone know what she was thinking and did not care what people think about her. She just lived and was as simple, simple was the wrong word but it was the only one he could think of, as she seemed. Uncomplicated, that was a better word. She was just as kind as Sakura, and just as beautiful, she was just different.

"Kisak," Melin called, she sounded on the verge of laughter, "You should come see this." Kisak stood and walked over to the living room of Sakura's house. Syaoran and Sakura were asleep on the floor with his arms entwined around the sleeping beauty. Kisak, however, felt no pang of jealousy in his gut.

"Strangely," he said, "I'm not surprised. Sakura has changed since she's been here. She's happier now, she smiles more."

"Just since you got here," Melin replied, averting her gaze, "She really cares about you." Kisak turned and looked at Melin, her face lit by the dim light of the next room.

"Melin…" Kisak whispered, unable to find his voice. Melin turned and her hair brushed gracefully over her shoulder.

Before Melin could say anything she found herself in his arms pressed up against the doorframe with his lips against hers. Melin was to surprised to even kiss back. She just stood there dumbly while Kisak pressed his lips to hers. As suddenly as the kiss had begun it was over and she felt cold without his arms around her. She was still leaning up against the doorframe, her knees would give out otherwise.

"I'm sorry," Kisak said quickly, "I shouldn't have done that. I…" Just as quickly as his lips had covered hers Melin leaned foreword and pressed hers to hiss. Her hands set lightly against his chest and she tilted her head to the right. After a moment Kisak got over his surprise and set his arms around Melin, holding the beauty closer. The two kissed just as passionately as Syaoran and Sakura had, they seemed to not care that both their partners were in the room. They parted just looked at each other, Kisak's hand had found it's way around her neck and the two were still barely inches apart, sharing each other's halted breath.

Syaoran closed his eyes; he had been watching Kisak and Melin kiss. He smiled as they walked back into the kitchen, blushing and avoiding each other's glances. Syaoran pressed his lips to Sakura's hair and pulled her closer, her body pressed against his. He was happy for Melin; they could be released from the stupid engagement that their parents had thrust upon them and date whoever they wanted to.

Syaoran craned his neck back and looked at Sakura, sleeping at his side. It felt so…right to be next to her. He relaxed his neck and she moaned slightly, tugging his shirt closer to her. Syaoran smiled, she looked so cute when she was asleep. He put his arm around her and fell asleep, it was scary how used he was to her that he could do this. Syaoran smiled again, Sakura was his for the taking, she just did not know it yet. He planned to sweep her off her feet, she deserved to be happy, and he could only hope that he was up to the challenge.

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