Happy Birthday to Me?
AN: I do not own Card Captor Sakura
Chapter 13
Syaoran's P.O.V.
She acted differently today. Every action, every move, seemed deliberate. Her shirt was tight and low cut, allowing her cleavage to tease me endlessly. Her jeans were perfect. Her hair was wild and loose. Her feet bare… When she walked, her hips swayed, when she bent, it seemed deliberately low, when she talked her voice was soft and seductive and when she touched… I was ready to explode! I needed her. I wanted her! I desired her with every fibber of my being!
She stretched out on the couch, exposing her stomach as her shirt pulled up. My eyes trailed over the soft skin and the curves. Up the shirt to her chest, falling and rising with every breath. Her face is one of peace and content. "Staring is rude."
"Admiring is acceptable."
"Do you like what you see?"
"You know I do."
"Why don't you come and get it?"
"Since when have you become the seductress?" She closed one eye and glanced at me. "Enjoying your torture game?" She grinned. "Two can play that game."
"Maybe."
"Why do you have so many secrets?"
"Why do you want all the answers?"
"To understand."
"You already understand." She looked at me for a moment before turning her attention back to her book. I already understand. Does she honestly believe that I understand her by now? If it is true, then it would be fantastic, but I still feel that there is so much more to that girl that she is not letting me delve into.
True, all humans have their secrets that no one else can ever see, but why does she have so many? Or do I view them as many because I have so few? Questions and answers always seem to rage in my mind when I think about the girl and her eyes and their mysteries. All I really know is that I want to solve each and every one of them, even if it takes me my entire life.
Something that has been arranged by my loving parents and her parents. The irony of it all. Some times I think that it is just too much to take. But then again, some would view our entire situation as too much to take. Has God made us so strong? The human will to be happy, to be more specific. It must be.
But I fear my will grows weak when ever I look at the girl. Both weak and strong. Strong, because the will to take her as my own and have our bodies merge in the act that will seal our fate is growing beyond my control. And weak, because I find it harder and harder to fight against that will. I want to grab and kiss her, and sometimes I find myself even thinking of forcing her into submitting to my every whim. Absurd of course, she would never.
I closed my eyes and imagined the hot water dripping down her smooth skin as she stepped out of the shower. Her hair was dripping at all ends and the water stroking her face as it fell down to the earth to draw my attention to her lips. Full, rosy, luscious, something I dreamed of kissing every night.
Soon all of my dreams, even those I would never reveal to the girl, will come true and I will have her as my own. I will be able to wake up next to her and not feel guilty about the thoughts running through my mind as I watch her sleeping peacefully. The thoughts that sometimes keep me up at night and forces me to get out of bed and away from her, out of fear of loosing control.
I watched her as her eyes read the words line by line at a fast pace. She always lost herself in one of her books. I envy them for drawing her attention so. Why can't I draw her attention to the same extent as a printed page with words on it? "What's bothering you?"
"Nothing."
"Stop lying Xiao-lang."
"Who says I'm lying, love?"
"I am. Now tell me what is bothering you." She put her book down and looked at me. Her arms rested on her legs now and her feet were on the floor with her body turned my way. "Spill."
"You."
"Me?"
"You. Why do you find books so interesting? Are they more exciting than people?" She shrugged.
"No, sometimes. They give me an adventure I could never have gone on to in this world." She grinned. "Romance, is not one of them if you were wondering."
"Why not?"
"I have my own." And with that she turned back to lying on the couch with her book in her hands and her eyes searching for the line she left off with. I pulled it away and sat it on the table before placing my body over hers. My knees dug into the couch as I looked down at her.
"You have your own?" She nodded. "And who does it involve? Real people or figments of your imagination?"
"Real people, naturally."
Sakura's P.O.V.
I held back a sigh when he took my book from my hand and placed it on the table. Just when I was getting to the good part. The couch sank on either side of me as he planted his knees into the spongy material and leaned over me. "You have your own?" I nodded. "And who does it involve? Real people or figments of your imagination?"
"Real people, naturally." He lifted an eyebrow at my statement and I looked up at him. "Come now, I am grown up you know."
"Not all that grown up."
"Grown up enough for you." He grinned. It is the same grin he had when he caught me running out of my room without my T-shirt on and the same grin he had when he stole my towel. "Admit it."
"I won't deny it." He lowered himself down on top of me and I became alarmingly aware of his weight pressing down on me. "Like I said, you turn me on." I looked at him and he stared back at me. His arms crossed over my chest as he rested his chin on his arms. "You're not squirming this time."
"I can't move." I pointed out. I'm not squirming, true. And for several reasons, his weight pinning me down only being one of them. So, maybe I have grown up a bit over the past months. I don't view him as unpleasant. Rather I view him as someone I would and could very easily give myself to. On all levels. He too was interested in me on all levels, I could feel it. Literally.
"What if I kiss you?"
"Depends where."
"How about…" He pushed himself up and lowered his face down to my neck. "…here." He breathed before his lips touched me. I closed my eyes as a shiver ran down my spine. "And here… and here… and here…" He slowly moved down, each kiss thrilled me into ecstasy. "And here…" His lips trailed my collar bone, his hands pushed my shirt down my shoulders. His lips soon followed and I bit my own lips as to not to make a noise.
"Do you like that Sakura?" I moaned slightly and I could feel him grinning in answer as his lips moved up to my neck once more. "Soon." Soon… I don't want to wait. I want it now. I won't mind. Now, please. His lips touched mine and I kissed him back. A fantastical thrill ran down my body.
"My, my… I never thought you two would hit it off this good." I cursed at the familiar voice and hid my face in Li's shirt.
"Go away Toya!"
"Get off my sister, brat."
"Yes sir."
"No." I pulled him back down and glared at my brother. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking? Hey Yuki."
"Hello Sakura."
"It's a good thing I came in, the way you two are going at each other…"
"Is none of your damn business." I glared at my brother. He was such and annoying little… Urg!
"Sakura, I think you are making Li feel a bit uncomfortable." I glanced up at Li and then at Yukito.
"That will be a first." None the less I let him go and pulled myself from under him. I got up and looked at my brother who pulled my sleeves back onto my shoulders with a certain sense of admiration and distaste in his eyes. "Hello."
"Hey. I'm glad to see you and the brat at least get along. The last I heard from Tomoyo you were not to keen on him. What happened?"
"Life happened." He grinned at me.
"That's my sis." I just shook my head at him and he pulled me into a crushing hug. "Wedding is around the corner squirt, I hope you have everything planned. Dad is very excited."
"I know." I breathed as he continued to crush me. "Where is he?"
"At Mrs Li. We volunteered to come and get you with Mrs Rae."
"Meiling? Shit…" I glanced at Li as he cursed under his breath. I'll have to ask later, as for now, I have to survive an older brother who has to catch up on more than a couple of months of teasing and torture.
Syaoran's P.O.V.
You know that time is stepping closer when your in-laws fly from Japan to attend your wedding. You know that the time is extremely close when your brother-in-law and his husband have cornered you in a room in your mother's mansion to give you a 'little' speech about the girl you intend to set all your affections on.
I looked at them both. Toya was the taller one. He was big and tall in every sense. His hair was as dark as his eyes and his skin was dark as well. He must take after his mother, because the only part of Mr Kinomoto I saw in him was his eyes. Yukito was more slender and fair in every sense. His hair, eyes, skin, everything was in contrast to Toya.
"Listen brat, I do not care much for this whole arrangement my father and mother has taken upon themselves to arrange for my sister. I can, however, see that you care for her. Keep it that way. I don't want to see her hurt." I stared at the man. Brat? Why has he taken it upon himself to call me 'brat'? I am only two or three years younger than him. Far less of an age difference than between him and the girl.
"What Toya is trying to say, Syaoran, is that we all care for Sakura. It is impossible not to. She is out of our hands now and we have to pass her down into your care. I can see that you love her and that you treat her kindly. Thank you." This guy is why too soft spoken for my taste. I'd rather take the insulting one. No, wait… This is just weird!
"Take care of her. Even when she is a monster. And the squirt can become quite a monster when she wants to." I nodded slightly in agreement. I have seen that side. "Don't let her keep to herself. She will become too with drawn and that makes her difficult to handle."
"You couldn't have warned me earlier?"
"No. I'm warning you now. She is my sister. I love her, but hell it is easy to hate her as well. Especially when she blows up at you for now apparent reason. Just keep her under your control. I don't mean manipulate, just manage. She keeps to rules. Most of the time…"
"If you are good to her, she will be good to you. Very good."
"I know." Two hands fell on my shoulders and I looked up at the two men. "I'll take care of her, no matter what."
"I know you will. The squirt needs someone like you." And with that he left the room, with only Yukito and my self.
"Sakura… she is not easy to draw out, but once you discover her passion… You will not be disappointed. Be loyal, and she will stay loyal for eternity." He squeezed my shoulder and left. She needs someone like me? What is that suppose to mean? Did I now get approval from her brother?
It must be.
That means… She is mine. She is truly mine. They had willingly surrendered the girl to me. Her family has made her my family, my wife, my responsibility, my love, my life. Oh lord! I sank down to the couch. She is mine.
"I need to talk to you."
"Sure." Eriol's voice, and the girls. "Where?"
"In here." I bolted for the cupboard. Eriol let the girl in first, and he closed the door. He motioned for her to sit and she did. "You must find it odd."
"Everything in this family is odd Eriol, even family friends. No offence." He grinned at the girl. "So what's the big talk about? Xiao-lang?"
"How…? Never mind. Yes. I need you take care of him." She take care of me? In what sense? What is this mad man on about? "He might never admit it," he glanced my way and I swore he knew I was there. "…he is not the big tough man he makes himself out to be. He is every much dependent on love, especially yours." I'm dependent on what?
"What are you on about?" Yes Eriol, what are you on about?
"He needs you. Please Sakura, form now on you will be the person closest to him. You will be the person he shares everything in his life with. Don't break his heart."
"Why would I do that? He's the man I want to have children with, for goodness sake! I have absolutely no intention of ruining my future with him. I mean, if we could get through what we have the last couple of months, then the rest should be a breeze."
"But?"
"I'm scared."
"About?"
"You know." No, I don't know.
"More comfortable speaking to a guy about it than a girl, are you?" Speak about what? Oh! Sakura is scared that… Hell. I'd never thought she'd be. "Don't worry Sakura, when the time comes he will treat you well. He will be gentle. I promise. Tell him when you are uncomfortable, believe me, we want to hear what we can do to make us look like complete studs in the bedroom."
"And I suppose Tomoyo has boosted your ego."
"My ego is not up for discussion here, but yes. I'll tell him to take it slow. I'm sure he is just as scared as you are. You are his first you know."
"I know. You sound like a complete girly magazine."
"Don't tell Tomoyo, but that is where I got all my tips from."
"And she reads the men's magazines, I should have known." She laughed and I envied Eriol for taking her laugh from me. Or did he give it too me? "I'll take care of him, as best as I can. Promise." And with that she kissed his cheek and left the room yelling Toya's name and threats down the hallway.
"Are you okay?" He opened the cupboard and I looked at him.
"She wants to have my children."
"That girl has way to much self restraint, except when she is angry. That's just scary."
"Hey, you didn't have to deal with it when you left."
"Yeah, but I am not the one who got a good make out session with her after she cooled her jets. Keep her man, she will never disappoint you."
"She hasn't yet." I grinned sheepishly as I remembered our lovely late morning before her brother and brother-in-law rudely interrupted us. If I could get her alone now I would start all over again just to hear her moan my name in breathless pleasure. She definitely has not disappointed me yet, and I doubt that she ever will.
"Why are you grinning like a mindless idiot? Got a little more than you dreamed of?"
"Almost."
"Then keep grinning pal. In a couple of days you'll be smiling from ear to ear."
Sakura's P.O.V.
I let my head rest against the window as I watched the houses and street lamps whoosh by as Li drove. I really missed my father, and seeing him tonight was the best. But I think I will be able to live with out him from now on. I have someone else to look after me. Besides, dad still has Kero to keep him company and occupied. And he can visit me anytime he wants.
Li said he could.
Li said he could visit a lot. He said he would even pay for his flights and prepare everything in advance for my father. Li said that we could go and visit my father as well. He said that we will go back to my town at least twice a year to visit the people I left behind. And he said that all my friends can come and visit me. Even Yamazaki and Chihiru after the baby was born.
He said that one day when we have our own children, we will teach them about both his and my culture. We will take them to my town and the festivals I went to as a child and we will do the same thing with him. He promised me. It is still a long way to go, but I know he will keep his promise.
"What are you thinking?" I shook my head slightly and smiled at him. His eyes drifted from the road for a moment to look at me before it returned to concentrate on what was happening in front of him, a smile played on his face. His hand touched my leg and I took it in my own, allowing our fingers to lace.
It is his silence I treasure the most. With all the words in the world, printed or said, he could not express what he told me in silence. He always calls me 'love' and tells me that he loves me, and I don't mind, but his silence, moments like these I can feel it. If these moments are to remain the same for the rest of our lives together, he would never have to say he loves me again.
"Xiao-lang."
"Hmmm?"
"Tomorrow…"
"Tomorrow."
AN: Sorry for the long absence, but I had a part time job this holiday that kept me so busy that I hardly had time to eat. Anyways, we are slowly but surely stepping closer to the day you are all waiting for. Dum-dum-dum! Ha ha!
To two of the readers. One of you guys invited me to be a manager of a C2 group. Thanks, but I will not have the time for it. I'm at my last year of varsity, which means that I will be extremely busy. I am flattered though.
To the other, I do answer some questions, depending on the question. If it is intelligent and not just some exclamation of love towards my story or some silly question about the chapters to come, I consider it.
Thank you for all the great reviews! Even the silly ones.
Tella