Disclaimer: I still don't own Tsubasa.
Identity Crisis
…yep. Those were his arms around her. And that was his hand on her waist. Oh my gosh, he was hugging her.
Sakura giggled and held him closer. It was possible now, could it be…? He could like her the way she liked him? A whole new rush of butterflies came swarming through her as Syaoran buried his face in her hair.
"Sakura…"
Her heart skipped. Where was the -hime? And…what was he about to say?! Sakura's eyes widened.
"Sakura…you smell good."
…
Well, it certainly wasn't bad.
But it still wasn't what she was expecting.
"And you... are quite drunk. But thank you, Syaoran." she told him, laughing…it felt so right to leave off the -kun, and she couldn't quite figure out why.
"But…wait…isn't it...? I'm Sakura…and you're Syaoran." he said slowly, a confused expression adorning his features. She laughed again, deciding to play along.
"All right then Sakura…time for bed!" she told him, letting go and leading him down the hall of the inn, passing by Kurogane and Fai's rooms and intending to get Syaoran to get some rest before he did something embarrassing.
"Okaaaaaay…I go in here, then, right?" he asked innocently, pointing at the door to her room.
Sakura blushed furiously, debating whether or not to take advantage of his confusion.
"Ah…s-sure, Syaoran…"
He looked at her confusedly for a minute before he wandered into the room drunkenly and flopped down on the bed.
"O-kay!" he responded happily. There was an image of a puppy in her head every time she looked at him in this state, and she couldn't shake it off, let alone decide if she even wanted to.
Butterflies were everywhere in her again, but she decided to let him have his way and snuggled in next to Syaoran.
Suddenly, he went tense and his eyes flashed open.
"WAIT."
Sakura looked at him seriously.
"I'm Sakura." he told her matter-of-factly, before relaxing into sleep.
She giggled into his shoulder softly. "Okay, my mistake…"
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