I'm so nervous about uploading this chapter and I have no idea why. Good grief.
It was late morning and the sky was clear of clouds. The sun was warm, and the breeze was gentle as it blew through the trees. Tomoyo sat beneath a tree in the shade enjoying her tea while Sakura sat high up on one of the branches, sleeping peacefully. It was spring, Sakura's favourite time of year.
Tomoyo stood and walked inside, deciding that the cheesecake she had baked would have cooled enough to be eaten, and brought it back outside. She looked up at Sakura and called out to her.
"Sakura, wake up! The cheesecake is ready!" she called out.
Sakura jolted awake and nearly fell from her seating. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked down to see her sister holding the cheesecake and immediately started climbing down the tree. She had been hanging out for the cake for a while and had fallen asleep in the tree due to how nice the weather was.
Just as she jumped down from the last branch, Syaoran walked out and she immediately scrambled back up. Tomoyo sighed and set the cake down on the table, and Syaoran looked at her with confusion. Sakura had been acting strangely for the past while and he didn't understand why, and he was beginning to worry.
"Why does she keep hiding from me?" he asked Tomoyo, who was cutting the cake into slices.
"I'm not entirely sure." Tomoyo said with a small shrug.
"She's been acting like this ever since you spoke to her about something the other week. What was it?" Syaoran asked.
"Nothing terribly of interest. She'll begin to calm down within the next two days, don't worry." Tomoyo smiled.
He sighed and looked up at the branch Sakura was sitting on. "Sakura, come down." He said.
"Nope."
"Please?" he asked.
There was silence and then he heard the rustling of tree branches as Sakura descended from her branch, landing on her feet. She walked over and sat down at the small table beneath the tree, and Syaoran sighed. Why did she avoid him?
"I'll be inside with Eriol if you need anything." He said, and walked back inside.
Sakura ate quietly, savouring the taste of her sweet sister's cooking. "So, you've been avoiding him because of our conversation?" Tomoyo asked.
"Shut up." Sakura muttered.
"Syaoran's getting worried-you should stop avoiding him." Tomoyo said as she drank her tea.
"Fine." She mumbled. "This cake is amazing…"
"Why, thank you. How is your cooking going?" Tomoyo asked.
"Don't ask…" Sakura mumbled.
"But Ami said you were doing well when I last spoke to her. She's enjoying her work, too." She smiled.
"Yeah whatever…"
Tomoyo sighed, "Oh Sakura, you silly goose."
…
Syaoran sat with Eriol in the lounge while the girls sat outside, and Eriol finally got fed up with Syaoran tapping his foot continuously on the floor.
"Alright, what's annoying you so much?" he asked.
"I can't figure out why Sakura's avoiding me. I don't think I've done anything to upset her." Syaoran said.
"Alright, alright, stop the tapping-I can talk to her if you want?" Eriol suggested.
"No, it's ok." Syaoran said as he relaxed back into the couch. "I'll just have to ask her myself."
"Good luck with that. Oh; looks like I may need your help with the case as you were the attending doctor."
"Wonderful." Syaoran muttered. "When is this?"
"I'll let you know the exact date. I'm not sure how long we'll be gone either." Eriol said.
"Alright, thank you." Syaoran looked at the clock and stood. "Sakura and I should be leaving now. Please call if anything happens."
Eriol nodded and stood to walk out to the gardens with him, where Tomoyo and Sakura were still sitting.
"Sakura, we're leaving!"
She looked over and then stood, walking over to him in the lilac dress he had given to her for Christmas. Tomoyo watched as they left and sighed, shaking her head as she brought her teacup to her lips once again after finishing off her final bite of cake.
…
When they got home, Syaoran had to take care of some things in the study, which left Sakura with some time to herself. She felt a little relieved as she watched him walk up the stairs, and she looked over at the piano in the main ballroom.
Last time Syaoran had caught her playing he had told her off for the song, as it was a song forbidden to women to play as it was thought to be too provocative. If it were a different song, she was sure he wouldn't mind.
She walked over and sat down in front of the ebony piano, placing her fingers delicately on the keys and began a soft melody. It was a song her mother had taught her after her father had passed away to help with the grief. It was a song called Reminiscence.
The song came to an end and she began a new one, and it continued for a while until she felt arms wrap around her waist. She jumped, surprised by Syaoran's sudden appearance.
"You surprised me." She said.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to." He replied.
"What is it?" she asked softly.
He sighed. "Is something wrong?"
She looked over her shoulder and gave him a smile, "I'm fine, why?"
Syaoran pulled back, "You've been avoiding me for a while."
She stood up and began walking, "Nonsense," she said, "I'm fine."
"Sakura-"
"I'm going to go lie down for a bit; I'm feeling a little tired." Sakura said as she walked up the stairs and headed towards the bedroom.
He groaned, but as frustrated as he was, he let her be.
Later in the evening Syaoran sat alone in the lounge; he was worried about Sakura and how she had been acting, worried that he'd done something wrong. He looked up as Sakura walked in, and he smiled.
"What is it?" he asked.
She blushed a little, "Close your eyes." She said softly.
He looked at her quizzically but did so anyway. Sakura lifted her skirt a little and toed off her shoes before gently lifting herself onto his lap. Surprised, he opened his eyes to see her, her cheeks flushed, and her face slightly turned away.
Syaoran gently placed his hand against her cheek and turned her face so she was facing him, and she slowly made eye contact with him.
"Sakura, you don't have to…"
She silenced him by placing her finger to his lips, "Just allow me to feel comfortable sitting like this."
Syaoran placed his hands on her waist and Sakura leant in to kiss him; their kiss was gentle, and she felt his arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closer.
"Are you going to tell me why you've been avoiding me?" he murmured, brushing his fingers against her pulse in her neck.
She smiled, "We've been married for a year and you haven't figured me out yet? I'd say that that's pretty poor."
He smiled and raised an eyebrow. "A conversation with Tomoyo about something like that?"
She blushed, knowing her face couldn't be hidden, and he smiled. He stroked her cheek tenderly and pulled her in for another kiss; he licked her bottom lip in plea of entry, and she hesitated for a moment, feeling a little shy. She parted her lips to him and felt the first touch of his tongue against hers. She hesitated for a moment but responded to the beginning of their long and passionate kiss and his hand slid up her back and to the base of her neck. He parted from her, gently tucking her hair behind her ear.
Sakura smiled, and he kissed her again, this time much more fiercely. She was quicker to respond to him the second time, and he alternated between gentle and fierce kisses.
"It's getting late…" she said between kisses, "Don't you still need to bathe…?"
"So do you," he murmured through her lips.
"Then shouldn't we-" she whispered.
"Bathe with me."
She went rigid and felt her face burn with embarrassment, and he smiled his sly grin against her lips. She didn't deny it, and as he parted he felt almost surprised.
"What? No freakish retort?" he asked.
"…if you want me to…" she mumbled. He looked at her quizzically. "I will…if you want me to…" she mumbled again.
"Alright," he murmured, kissing her again.
Her cheeks were still pink, and she felt completely embarrassed at the thought of him seeing her body, but she couldn't deny him forever as they were married. She carefully lifted herself off his lap and he stood with her, walking with her down to their bedroom.
They entered, and Sakura could feel her nerves acting up as she filled the tub with water. She entered the room again and she turned her back to him, and he unlaced the back of her dress for her, and then she looked over her shoulder.
"I-I'll be in in a minute…" she said softly.
He nodded and entered the bathroom on his own while Sakura undressed herself slowly. It was a warm night and nothing she did was helping herself as she pulled on one of her silk bathrobes and walked into the bathroom, where he was already waiting for her, and took in a deep breath.
She walked over and could already feel her knees weakening as her heart raced and loosened her robe. She placed it on the chair and looked at the water; she'd forgotten how big the tub was, and she carefully slipped in. He pulled her back against his chest and ran his fingers through her hair, and Sakura began to relax against him as he continued to do so.
"Your pulse is racing." He murmured as his fingers brushed against her neck.
She tensed up a little and he wrapped his arms around her waist, relaxing in the water. "Don't do that to my neck…" she mumbled, embarrassed.
He smiled, "Why not?" he asked.
"It tickles…"
They sat in silence for a few moments while he brushed his fingers over her bare shoulders and back, sending shivers up her spine. "I have the day off tomorrow," He said softly, "Is there anything you'd like to do?"
She didn't answer for a few moments, so he called her name. "Sakura?"
"Hmm?" she murmured.
"Did you hear me?"
"I don't mind…" she murmured.
He kissed her cheek and pulled back before she doused herself with water, cleaning her hair and skin.
"I'm going to get out." She said softly.
He released her from his embrace and she slowly got out of the tub, drying herself and then wrapping herself in her silk bathrobe all while making sure he wasn't looking. She left the bathroom and walked over to the bed, sitting down and calming her still racing heartbeat.
She heard footsteps and looked up to see Syaoran walk out dressed in his usual black pants and no shirt, and she watched as he threw his clothes into the basket. He looked over and saw that she hadn't dressed for bed yet and looked at her with confusion.
"You haven't gotten dressed."
Sakura blushed, "So what, it's hot." She mumbled.
He walked over and sat beside her, "What's on your mind?" he asked.
She looked away feeling embarrassed, and then looked back to him. She leant in and kissed him softly on the lips and then parted from him; they made eye contact briefly for a moment and he kissed her again and again, pushing her back into the soft sheets.
He parted from her lips and moved to her neck, nipping at her pulse as his hand slid up her thigh. He loosened the belt of her robe and as he went to brush it open she stopped him.
"Wait…" she whispered.
Syaoran gave Sakura a small smile, "All the time you need."
She took in a few deep breaths to calm her nerves, and then she removed her hand from his and allowed him to brush the material aside. She blushed intensely as he looked her over, and he slid his hand up her side as he leant in and kissed her again.
She allowed him to remove her gown and then she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back. He cupped her breast gently in one hand and squeezed, and she arched her back against his touch. He watched her facial expressions as his other hand slid between her legs, cupping her wet heat.
"W-wait…" she whispered.
He stopped as she asked, watching her softly. He could feel her trembling beneath him, and reminded himself that this was something he needed to take at Sakura's pace.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly as he brushed his lips against her neck.
"I'm just…a bit scared."
He was patient with her as she tried to relax, and she gave a small nod to let him know he could continue. Syaoran kissed her softly before dipping a finger into her navel.
She let slip a small moan as he brushed against her sensitive pearl and clutched him closer while he parted from her lips and moved to her neck. Her breathing became heavier as he continued to roll her clit beneath his finger and she could feel a coil building in her womb with each moment.
Watching her expression, he slid one, then two fingers into her hot core.
The intrusion felt strange but pleasant, and she wriggled against him as she got used to the sensation; he stroked her walls and Sakura could feel the coil in her womb tighten with each stroke.
Suddenly, she felt all the muscles in her body seize and she gasped with pleasure, her toes curling into the sheets. Her pulse raced and her body felt limp, her breathing coming out in uneven gasps.
Syaoran removed his hand and she kissed him fiercely, wanting more, and unbuttoned his pants before sliding her hand in. He groaned against her touch and kissed her harder, already feeling his pants tighten.
She removed his pants and he kicked them to the side; Sakura looked into his eyes as he carefully positioned himself at her entrance, and slowly slid in. Tears pricked her eyes and she gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.
He stopped and waited for her to relax, wiping away the small tears at the corners of her eyes before continuing slowly. Once he was completely inside her, he waited for her to relax before pulling out of her.
She winced, "Wait," she breathed.
He stroked her cheek and kissed her softly. She finally relaxed completely, and he slid back into her; he started at a slow pace for her, ensuring her comfort, and sped up when she was begging for more.
They clutched at each other and kissed as they lost themselves to the pleasure, and Sakura could feel a coil building in her womb once again. It began to wind tighter and tighter until it felt almost completely unbearable, and she cried out as her muscles clamped down painfully tight. Syaoran was brought over by the sensation and came inside her, breathing heavily as he collapsed at her side. Sakura kissed him softly and parted with a gentle smile on her lips as he stroked her cheek.
"Are you ok?" he asked softly.
"Never better." She replied.
He smiled, and she ran her fingers over the pendant around his neck as she rested her head against his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair and her eyes began to feel heavy. She closed them, falling asleep in his arms, and he turned off the lamp before joining her.
Morning came and Syaoran woke to someone knocking at the bedroom door. Sakura was still sleeping beside him, so he quietly got up and pulled on some clothes before walking over to the door.
Ami was waiting patiently on the other side when he answered, and he sighed. "What is it?" he asked tiredly.
"Sorry to disturb your rest," Ami apologised, "But you have an urgent phone call from Lord Eriol."
Syaoran looked over at Sakura before slipping out of the room to take the call, walking down to the lounge and picking up the phone. "What is it?" he asked.
"Sorry to call you on such short notice; we need to leave."
Syaoran groaned. "When?"
"Tomorrow."
"Fine," Syaoran replied, "I'll get the files together today."
"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Bye," Syaoran hung up and sighed.
He walked back to the bedroom where Sakura was still sleeping and sat on the edge of the bed, smoothing her hair back from her face.
She mumbled something incoherent and turned her head the other way, and he smiled, amused.
"Sakura," he murmured.
She groaned again and rolled onto her stomach before burying her head under the pillow. He pried the pillow from her fingers and he leant in, brushing her hair back from her neck. "Sakura wake up."
She rolled over to face him and opened her eyes; she looked irritated and as she moved her leg she winced.
"Sore?" he asked.
"Not as much as I thought I would be," she replied.
"Do you want a muscle relaxant?" he offered.
"I'll be fine-childbirth will be ten thousand times worse." She mumbled.
"Yeah…you have a point…"
Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck and noticed the look on his face. She sighed, "What's wrong?"
"I have to leave on a business trip tomorrow." He said. "I don't know how long I'll be gone."
He waited for the news to settle in and watched as her expression changed from confused to disappointed.
"Oh." She mumbled. "Which means you're going to be busy today…"
"I'm sorry."
She smiled, "That's fine. I'm used you leaving on sudden trips."
He kissed her softly and then parted, "I'll try and make some time to do something today."
"Then stop wasting your time here." She smiled.
He rolled his eyes and pulled back, standing up from the bed as she sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. He went and got dressed while she stretched, and she stood carefully. She ignored the pain and started to dress herself. She glanced over her shoulder, spotting a little bit of blood on the sheets.
"Syaoran?"
"What is it?" he asked softly.
"It's normal to bleed after the first time, right…?" she whispered.
"Yes, love." He walked over and gave her a gentle hug, and then they headed down to the dining hall together.
Well, they finally did it. Sakura's still very awkward though. Some kinda interesting stuff happens in the next few chapters. Some to test their relationship, some being things i've been hinting at throughout the story.
Thanks to all of you lovely people for your reviews. :)
On a side note, I finished watching Fate/zero today. I don't know why, but I totally ship Gilgamesh and Saber (arturia i think her name is spelt? Anyway) so yeah. Awkwarrrrd :p