I never knew Chapter 7: Evidence, a card captor sakura fanfic

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Chapter 7: Evidence

Twins… Twins… Syaoran sat paralyzed unable to think anything but the same word over and over again. Twins, Sakura was carrying twins, two babies… twin babies… two babies… lord help him if he falls off his chair. He had always dreamed of being father to a child, now he was father to two children, two children that was his, theirs.

"Twins…" he breathed out, his eyes still glazed, his body still in shock. Sakura look on, afraid that he did not like the news she had just told him.

What if he doesn't want twins? What if he just wants one of them? What if I can't keep any of them… what if… what if he doesn't want them at all?

Sakura's mind kept playing the "What If" scenarios over and over in her head, getting more and more horrible as it went. It wasn't like they had planned this or anything, it just… happened, a mistake, a mistake that wasn't planned and turned out to creating two new human lives.

Right after they left the clinic-Dr. Kaho had reminded her once again to come at least twice a month for a check up- they were headed straight to the car. Throughout the whole ride, it was silence… total, utter silence the enveloped them. No one dared to talk. Sakura's heart continued to beat wildly, getting more and more afraid she would not be able to keep the two lives inside of her. She was afraid he didn't want them, and she didn't want them to grow without a father. Just like I was when I grew without my mother.

She wanted her children to feel nothing but total and utterly pure love, love and nothing more.

Sakura took a glance over at Syaoran. His eyes were focused on the streets before them, his jaw was set. Fear slowly gnawed at her heart. Unable to take the impenetrable silence she gathered up what was left of her courage and took a deep, controlled breath.

"Syaoran…" she managed to squeak out in a tiny whisper. They reached a red light and he stopped the car. Looking over with his amber eyes, he replied,

'Sakura, is something wrong?" he asked her. Sakura shook her head lightly, he noticed her hand was lying protectively around her swollen stomach and felt a jolt in his body.

"Syaoran… what did you think about the ultrasound?" Sakura whispered, looking any where then at his direction. Syaoran stayed silent for a moment. Sakura looked down at her lap, her hands gripping the shirt she wore, tears pricking at her eyes. He didn't want them, she knew it! The tears started to fall.

Syaoran looked at her and was surprised to see that she was crying. Seeing the light change, he moved the car forward, hoping to find a stop soon. 5 minutes later, they stopped outside a restaurant; neither of them was hungry so they stayed in the car. Turning off the car, Syaoran shifted his body sideways so he would face her.

"Sakura, turn around, look at me." He said softly, feeling a hard voice wouldn't make the situation any better. Sakura sniffed softly before unbuckling her seat belt and-with some difficulty- managed to turn over slightly, though unwilling to lift her head up. "Sakura… look at me." Syaoran repeated himself. Slowly, Sakura raised her head, her slightly blood shot eyes and teary gems replying his look. Softly, he cupped her face in his hands, cradling it and wiping off her tears.

"Sakura, what's wrong?" he asked softly, continuing to cradle her head.

"I'm sorry." She whispered hoarsely. What ever the answer Syaoran was expecting it certainly wasn't that.

"I beg your pardon?" he asked, wanting to make sure he had heard her right.

"I said I was sorry." She said again.

"For what, for getting pregnant?" Syaoran said, a little angrier then he intended. Sakura hiccupped. Bringing his hand down, Syaoran stared at her face. "What are you sorry for? This is as much as my responsibility as it is yours."

"It's just that… I, I know you don't want twins and I-" Sakura stuttered. Syaoran shook his head.

"What do you mean I don't want twins? No Sakura look at me." He said again, this time lifting up her chin. "I always dreamed of being a father, did you know that? I always wanted a son or a little child I could teach to, and then pass on my company and everything else. Now I'm getting two, at once. From my perspective that really isn't anything to be sorry about." He said in a matter of fact voice.

"B-but wouldn't it be a burden? You'd have to take care of twice the amount of things, and the fact is this was a mistake…" she trailed off, feeling Syaoran heated glare on her.

"Don't you dare call this a mistake, so what if we didn't plan this? It happened, and this is where we are. They are not mistakes so don't you dare think of them like that." He growled out angrily. Sakura closed her eyes, tears rolled down her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it. It's just, it seems like I'm holding you back. I'm always holding someone back; I don't want this to stop you from doing something you want to do!" Sakura cried, burying her head in his shoulder, pounding his chest with her fist. Syaoran didn't mind. He ran his hand down her hair.

"If you told me this half a year ago, I would've said you were crazy and it would never happen to me. But right now, and that's all I'm thinking of, right now, at this moment, this time, I can't think of anything better to do then to become father to both my children, our children. I can't think of doing anything better than to parent twins."

Sakura looked up, a watery smile on her face. He bent down, giving her a soft kiss. Sakura closed her eyes, feeling the same tingle flow through her body.

"Are you sure you're the same Li Syaoran I married?" she asked once they were on the roads once again. Syaoran chuckled,

"People change."

Yelen waited patiently for her son and daughter-in-law to join her for afternoon tea. She sat alone in her backyard, humming dreamily. Her son had told her that he would accompany his wife to her first ultrasound. A soft smile tainted her lips. When she had arranged the marriage, she was afraid that pushing her stubborn son into something he didn't approve, he would be distant and cold towards his new wife. For the first half of the year, it was true, and it seemed as though the young woman she had agreed for his son to marry had the same thought in mind. She was as unwilling to do this as much as her son and it seemed as though that was the only thing they had in common. But then, when Sakura was found pregnant, it seemed that the whole situation changed.

His son, maybe having realized the importance of a new human life, or maybe just because he wanted to prove he was capable of raising a child –she did not know- the two had become considerably closer. He was taking care of her and his unborn child, and she could not be any more proud. He was growing up into a proper Li man.

"Yelen-sama, Master Li and Mistress Sakura are here." Announced Wei, the elderly butler led in a man with messy brown hair and a woman with long flowing auburn hair, her hands around her swelling stomach, a happy smile on her face, though her eyes were slightly red.

"Ohayo, Yelen-san," Sakura greeted politely. Yelen smiled, nodding to her.

"Sit Sakura, you shouldn't be walking around too much." Yelen instructed, watching his son pull out a chair for her. Sakura giggled, accepting his kind offer,

"Thank you, though as I have told your son at least a million times, I am pregnant, not disabled." Sakura joked, though in her eyes, it showed she truly appreciated the gesture.

"And as I have answered you the million times you've told me, I never thought you were disabled, I'm only trying to help." Syaoran returned her comment, setting down on his own chair, right beside Sakura. Sakura sighed, though it sounded more like a half chuckle and half an exasperated sigh.

"It's nice to see you two getting along so well." Yelen teased. Sakura flushed prettily while Syaoran just gave a half hearted shrug, a lazy smile tugging on his face.

"So my dear, how did the ultrasound go?" Yelen asked, sipping her cup of tea. Sakura flushed deeper, a meaning only Syaoran knew. A smirk flew by his face.

"It went well mother." He replied smoothly, sipping his own cup. Yelen raised her eyebrow.

"Really, so are you going to tell me if I will be getting my grandson or granddaughter?" she asked.

"Oh we won't know the sex just yet. Dr. Kaho said we would need to wait at least another few weeks." Sakura said timidly.

"I see." Yelen could sense there was something they weren't telling her. She would wait for them to say. Syaoran glanced over at Sakura, and decided to make things a bit easier for her.

"Yes, mother, you will be getting your grandchildren." Syaoran said. Yelen's eyes perked up. They made a brief glance at the slightly big 5 month of belly.

"I beg your pardon." She said in a calm voice though her heart was racing in excitement.

"What he meant to say was, during the ultra sound, we… well we saw two… twins…" Sakura mumbled the last few parts. Yelen stayed silent.

James strolled drunkenly down the street. The nearly empty beer bottle swayed dangerously almost falling to the ground, he spilled the last few drops of it before letting it fall, crashing into million of pieces. His black hair was in disarray and his face looked as though he had not slept in days. It was true. Every since he had left Sakura on her knees, crying, he had not gotten a moments peace, his inner demons yelling and killing him bit by bit. He bit his lip, his mind fogged up by the amount of alcohol he had drunk. His vision was blinded by Sakura's slim figure. The slim waist he wanted to hold in his hand, her long legs he wanted to be wrapped around him as he pounded deep inside her, her long silky hair he wanted to run through his finger like a river of auburn, the hair he wanted to grab during the rush of ecstasy. He was blinded by the taste of her soft cherry mouth; he was drunken by the feel of her hard, labored breath as she whispered out sweet moans and screamed in pleasure. His mind showed him a clear vision of her, naked, on his bed, her eyes pleading him, begging him as her legs spread apart, begging him to love her, to make love to her, to make her a woman. But then the whole image ripped apart as Li Syaoran came and took her from him, he watched painfully as Li made love to her, and watched her hair in his hands, her waist held by his hand, her legs wrapped around his waist.

He growled as his member hardened, needing the feel of a woman's flesh around him. He would have had it, if it wasn't for the damn bastard Li. Damn him to hell! He had taken everything he had ever wanted, fame, glory, money… women.

He gazed around the street with his glazed eyes; there were woman of ages even around 17 wearing skimpy clothes and flaunting themselves around men that walked past. His member hardened. God damn it he needed a fuck, as he walked passed an alley way, a young woman of just 20 flaunted over in an overly short tight leather skirt that could barely reach the middle of her thigh. She wore a tight, extra small spaghetti black top that reached just below her chest; her breasts seemed to be spilling out. Her eyes were grassy green with long brunette curls. She was a pretty girl with a pretty body to match. Her eyes batted lightly at him.

"And what are you doing here handsome?" she whispered seductively, strutting towards him, flinging her chest out at him alluringly. James stood paralyzed, trapped in her look. She was so much like the woman he wanted, he desired. She was right in front of him, her hands on his chest, looking up at him with light grassy eyes. Blinded by alcohol, her eyes transformed into emerald gems and her dark brunette curls turned to long flowing Auburn River, her voice turned into a soft, husky seductive whisper.

"You seem lonely. My name's Rachel, what's yours?" She said one of her bare legs wrapped around his own. She could feel his hard erection and knew he was a perfect one to earn her money. She was right because the man's strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist, crushing her lithe body to his.

James didn't care as he dragged her into the dark alleyway that she had appeared from. Crushing her against the hard brick wall, he pressed his hands hard against her shoulder, preventing any type of escape. He crushed his face down to hers, his lips hungrily kissing every part. His left hand trailed down her back to her waist and pulled her close against his body, feeling her breast against his chest. The woman kissed back, her hands tangled in his hair. James's left hand trailed down the side of her body, feeling every one of her curves as he reached the back of her thigh. His hands rubbed her thighs, squeezing it making her gasp.

He plunged his tongue right into her mouth just as she gave him the opportunity. Not getting enough satisfaction, he ripped her hands away from his head and pinned it on top of her head, wolfing down at her mouth. His right hand traveled back up, before reaching the rim of the skirt. Reaching up, he squeezed her area; the sound of the woman gasping filled his ears. It was music, music of pleasure.

Filled with uncontrolled lust he pulled down the skirt and her underwear in the process.

With her hands still pinned on top of her, all Rachel could do was wreath with pleasure as her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth opened for screams and moans, not caring that people could be just walking by.

James's hand continued to snake up her body, pulling up her black top, revealing nothing underneath but her body. Not even caring she would not be able to pleasure him, he stuck a finger up into her, making her buck from the sudden surprise. Her breasts were right in front of him, seducing him to take them. He buried his head in them, biting and sucking as hard as he could all the while pump in and out, deeper and deeper into her pleasure points. Pulling his finger out he let a wet trail upwards before licking off the fluid and stuffing his tongue into her mouth, making her taste her own juice.

Feeling the need to release, he tore of his pants before with one thrust, entered the woman. She screamed out, her hands unable to wreath, still trapped in its cage, her walls expanding to fit his aching member. Her body shook and twisted as the man entered and thrust into her. James was groaning as he continued to pound her. He needed more, more lust, more power. Pulling himself out, he pushed the woman down, her hands finally free, she only had a second to see before he filled her once again, this time her hands were free to do what so ever. Lying down gave her the advantage to use the skill she had learned.

Feeling Rachel wrap her long legs around his waist he didn't care as long as it gave him deeper access. As he pumped in and out, Rachel lifted her head, and through shaking pleasure, started to suck his neck seductively, her tongue moving in circles, trailing his neck. Her hands shot up under his shirt to rub the hidden chest. Doing it only made his lust grow, still inside of her; he roughly pulled her legs apart from his waist and placed it on his shoulder, making half her body to be lifted from the ground. Rachel screamed out as her legs dangled from his shoulder. James towered over her and roughly demanded a kiss all the while pumping deep into her, the new position allowing him new power.

Kissing him with all her might, her hands grabbed his neck and pulled his face down to hers feeling her inner walls squeeze tightly. James felt it too as his speed rapidly increased, more force pushing it.

"Harder!" Rachel screamed out, feeling the ride coming to an end. With one final, hard thrust, James felt him release into the woman as she felt her juice surround his tender flesh. Then she slumped down, her breathing hard and labored. Normally she would tease her customer once more after it was over, but now, after this, she just had no energy. James pulled out of her before getting on his pants. Feeling at least a little appreciation for the woman, he threw down his coat to cover her body before throwing in $200 and left her.

As he walked out of the alley, he realized that night had all ready fallen. Shrugging, he walked off, at least accomplishing one of his needs; he strutted down the street until one unfortunate soul decided that he would make a good target for an easy bully. James's eyes flashed irritated as the boy popped in front of him.

"Had fun did ya?" the boy said to him, sneering, "That was a good bitch wasn't it."

"That is none of your business." James replied coldly, he turned to leave.

"Yes it's my business. That whore was mine ya know." The boy said in a hard voice, he was either brave or stupid. "I didn't give ya permission to fuck her." James remained silent, his annoyance building and feeding his anger. "When I'm talking to ya look at me damn it." The boy commanded, twisting him around. Whirling, James turned, pointing a gun at the boy's chest. BANG the street scattered, the boy's lifeless body fell.

"I don't ask for permission from anyone."

Red and blue lights filled the skies and cops and ambulances surrounded the place, yellow rope was spread around the area.

Inspector Jack Chow bent down, examining the body underneath the white cloth. The gun shot had been a clear shot, tearing right into the young man's body, it was a close range, and the boy had no chance. He looked up and down the near empty street, as soon as they had heard the shot, everyone had scattered, in the few seconds of frenzy, no one had identified the face of the man. Picking up the belt with gloves, he stood up, and surveyed the area.

"Go and find anyone that was in this area between 5:00pm and 6:00pm." He commanded.

Sakura sat in front of the TV at the 7:00 news, a bowl of Cookie n' Crème ice-cream in her hands. Nothing was good to watch and the news were boring.

"… murder tonight at Main Street. A young man, age 21, was shot and killed. No witnesses were able to make a correct identification of the shooter, the only clue of the person being a male was the brown belt left behind. Police are advising that anyone who knows of this please call the local police station of help line…"

The camera did a close up on the belt that was left upon the scene of the crime. Sakura dropped her bowl of ice cream, the icy dessert dripped onto the carpet.

A/N: Another late update. I am so sorry. I hope you guys liked this, a bit of lemon in it, but you'll see how it'll connect to the story in the next chapter.