Nutty Authoress Notifies that…: Um, I'm kinda sensing confusion in the whole Naruto thing…look, I'd like you guys to trust me! I just really love tension and ambiguity – it keeps things interesting! And I know where it's going, I have the plot mapped, don't worry! Also, fluffiness will now officially be inserted! YAY! I love writing fluffy scenes!

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Disclaimer: CCS belongs to CLAMP, not me, so sue me not!

Summary: It's been eight years since Syaoran left Tomoeda – and he promised he'd return. That promise was never fulfilled…now a dark force is causing trouble...will destiny right itself? And will love prevail? SS

Lost Goodbye

Chapter Five

Sakura's P.O.V

My eyes fluttered open…that was such a lovely dream. I turned and realised I was probably still dreaming…

Because kneeling on the floor was Syaoran, his head resting in his arms, his arms leaning on the bed…he was fast asleep. I got up gently and tilted my head – it really was him…this must be a dream…

I couldn't be bothered to think – I got back under the covers and faced him – I played with the material on his t-shirt sleeve…he muttered something in his sleep and I examined his peaceful expression…the thought that he could ever have hurt me seemed absurd…

"I just want to know why…" I whispered – I shook my head and leaned forwards to kiss his forehead – he looked so innocent and gentle asleep…I couldn't help it. He felt cold.

Half-asleep I gently rolled out of bed, careful not to disturb him, dragging the covers and pillow with me. I settled on the floor and then, gently, nudged him.

"Syaoran?" He grunted and I giggled sleepily. "Syaoran…?"

He cracked an eye open and turned to look at me. "What…?"

"Lie down," he didn't even bother replying – he just collapsed on the pillow. I smiled and wished I never had to wake up. I covered us and when I faced him I could see his eyes were open – his amber eyes flashed with something close to desperation, closer still to anguish. I saw the need…the want – which I understood so completely –it was exactly how I felt.

Silently he leaned forwards and covered my mouth with his – the heat of his body pressed into mine. I thought I was drowning… it felt so good, the pressure of his mouth so deeply arousing and provocative at once…he tasted like chocolate ice-cream…I felt his hand press against my back, making us flat against one another – it felt so good, so right. His body felt so hot and hard and real…I moaned against his mouth and he made a deep sound of pleasure…

He drew away and began to kiss a trail of butterfly kisses along my throat, to my collarbones – I closed my eyes, and ran my fingers through his hair…it felt so good and I begged a thousand things to never let it stop…never…

"Syaoran…Syaoran…" I whimpered. He stopped and looked up, obviously mistaking my complete surrender, to me rejecting him…

"Sakura, I'm…I…" Even in the dark I could see his cheeks go red – which turned me on even more – it was so cute. I silenced him with my mouth and melted into his arms. It was such a good dream…

He began to kiss back…and I sighed happily…but, something didn't feel right. I drew away; he'd fallen asleep. I stifled a giggle.

I started to fall asleep too, my thoughts drifting from where the cards could possibly be; to more sensuous thoughts about Syaoran…I fell asleep in the dream, my arms encircling him, a smile playing on my lips.

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Syaoran's P.O.V

I blinked in the brightness of the room – my back hurt…I blinked again, the warmth next to me comforting, yet foreign – no way.

Kinomoto Sakura was lying asleep next to me, her hair fanning out behind her, the sunlight caressing her pale skin so it glowed, and her hand was beside her head, her fingers curling…last night came back to me.

It wasn't a dream…it was real…shit. I'd kissed her. Oh my God. I was so screwed.

But she had kissed back; if my memory wasn't screwing me over…she had kissed back. I tentatively reached out to touch her…she murmured something…I felt something wash over me – please, please don't let it be…

I didn't love her. I couldn't. No way…no way. She was…I was…no. No. This wasn't happening.

No – I didn't…I couldn't…I couldn't do this – this was wrong. I wasn't worth her…she was everything I could never be… My hand was inches away from her and it ached to be so near to her and yet…

She was beginning to wake up – I had to get out of there.

I carefully got up and crept out – I opened the door to the hall and I stifled a yell: Meilin and Tomoyo grinned sheepishly back at me.

"Hi…Syaoran," Meilin said weakly. I couldn't believe they were spying on us.

"My, my Li-San, you sure are a fast mover," Tomoyo grinned at me – I felt myself blush.

"N-nothing happened…I just fell asleep and…" and then I woke up with an angel next to me and I couldn't help but kiss that softer than soft mouth and hold her so tightly it hurt…

"Oho ho ho ho ho," She still had that creepy laugh – which reminded me, eerily, of Eriol.

"We'd better wait in the living room for her to wake up – let's try and sort this mess out," I said, looking away, desperately trying to forget how amazing Sakura was…

"Yes – oh, Eriol's here – he's been putting on quite a show!" By the way Tomoyo smiled I knew I wasn't going to like this. I glanced at Meilin – she was looking interestedly at the wall, avoiding eye contact. I wasn't going to like this at all.

I quickly walked to the living room and there was a rather composed Eriol, his legs crossed, his hands supporting a rather large cup of something steamy gazing at the coffee table – I nearly yelled.

The whole coffee table wasn't the usual clear glass - It was a Birdseye view of my bedroom, which currently showed a flushed Sakura, being passionately kissed by me – they had seen everything! Shit, shit, shit!

"Oh, it's you dear cousin," He said calmly. He sipped whatever was in the cup.

It was at this point that I jumped him.

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Sakura P.O.V

I heard some loud voices and tried to get back to sleep, but I couldn't…for some reason I felt really uncomfortable. I eased my eyes open and I realised I was on the floor…strange. Maybe I fell in my sleep…

I sighed and looked down at my arm – it looked a lot better.

I stretched and smiled a little – okay, I was in Syaoran's room, and yeah, the cards were missing and everything was going pretty badly – but it was morning, I was awake and everything would be ok…as long as I didn't have to face Syaoran. As long as I didn't lose myself in his eyes…he betrayed me. There was no reason for him to not do it again.

I slowly got up and tested my ankle – it was stiff, but I could walk. I carefully walked out of the room to where all the noise was coming from – the living room. I entered and was greeted with the following scene:

Eriol was on the floor, flat on his back, being strangled by a red-faced Syaoran who was yelling stuff like, "Horny Hentai lovers!" and Meilin and Tomoyo were standing beside the door, awed spectators, their eyes glazed. My eyes flicked to the coffee table and I squeaked really loudly – everyone turned to look at me. Syaoran stopped strangling Eriol and…our eyes met, then we looked back at the coffee table.

It was the scene from my dream…but now I wasn't so sure it was a dream…didn't I wake up on the floor? Didn't I still faintly taste his taste on my lips…? It was at this point coffee-table-Syaoran moaned into my mouth and coffee-table-me pressed into him harder…I wished that I had the ability to sink into the floor. This was the most embarrassing moment in my life.

Eriol took advantage of Syaoran stopping by waving his hand through the air – the coffee table returned to its normal state.

"How are you, Sakura?" He asked calmly, picking away Syaoran's fingers form his neck. I blinked, my cheeks still flaming.

"How…? What…?"

"Oh, Sakura, blame us," Tomoyo suddenly said, with Mielin earnestly nodding beside her, "we just badly wanted to know what happened and Eriol had found this amazing spell so…oh forgive us!" I just nodded dumbly and Tomoyo stepped over Eriol to give me a hug.

"Let's just…discuss more pressing issues," Eriol said, smiling lightly at Syaoran, who promptly got off him – I felt his eyes on me, but I couldn't look at him…he must think I'm such a desperate slut.

"Right," Syaoran said quietly. He sat on the two-seater and Eriol, Meilin and Tomoyo sat in unison on the three-seater.

"Come, sit, Sakura – you have to tell us everything about that say," Meilin said. I stared at the only vacant seat – next to Syaoran – and gulped.

This was not going to be my day.

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A/N: I'll try and update ASAP, and I'm sorry about the delay, but college is bringing me down, man! Oh well – like the fluffy stuff? Review please!