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Title- Complications
By superdupermel
Summary- Sakura and Syaoran have known and loved each other forever, but neither will come up and confess. One drunken night is all it takes to break them apart for years…but their children bring them back together. However Syaoran is already married and Sakura refuses to confess her true feelings. This is their story of repressed emotions. This is also my first story! I'm so nervous…
Chapter 2
…Previously…
With a dull smack she slammed into a hard male chest. She took a step back and smoothed her hair. "I'm sorry, sir. I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm terribly…sorry." She had glanced up and was now slowly backing away from him.
The man advanced as she retreated. He looked just as stunned as she felt. "Sa…Sakura?" he murmured in a strangled voice.
She blinked and muttered a quick "excuse me" before turning and striding away.
Breathing heavily she strode quickly through the house and through the front. As soon as she was around the corner, she broke into a sprint. Memories and emotions long buried suddenly sharpened and caused a deep pain in the vicinity of her chest. A sob escaped and tears blinded her.
Syaoran halted as he heard the screech of tires and a scream pierced the blue skies. Fearing the worst, he broke into a sprint again and turned the corner. The pounding of his heart drowned out his heavy breathing and the sounds of the world. All that mattered in this moment was Sakura.
There was no one in sight. A car was stopped awkwardly in front of a puppy lolling playfully on his belly. A woman was getting out of the car, a shocked expression on her face. "Oh my god," she murmured to herself as she stared at the puppy. "I almost killed you."
Syaoran deflated and leaned against the brick wall. It wasn't Sakura…but where was she? Bounding from the wall, he raced across the street, scanning the pedestrians for Sakura.
Sakura watched him as he ran down the street. Suddenly losing all her willpower and energy she sank to the ground and rested her forehead on her knees before breaking out in quietly hysterical sobs. Why was he here? Here in Tokyo! He was supposed to be in Hong Kong. The damned man! He was going to ruin her everything. Everything she had worked so hard for… Resolutely she shook her head, dropping the matter from her mind. Tomoyo needed her. She slowly got to her feet and wiped the tears from her face. On a deep breath she started towards Tomoyo's in the opposite direction.
Tomoyo nervously paced her foyer. Where was she? Was it too late? Telling herself to breath she paused and glanced at her watch. It had been a good half an hour since she had called. Sakura was supposed to be here a full five minutes ago. Biting her lip she resumed pacing. Quite suddenly the doorbell rang and Tomoyo immediately pounced on the knob. The door swung wide on Sakura's astonished expression. "Tomoyo? Are you okay? What's wrong?"
Tomoyo blinked then adopted a nauseous frantic expression. "Oh Sakura I feel horrible…I can't find the Tylenol."
Ten minutes Tomoyo was situated in her large bed with a cup of steaming tea and a piece of toast. Sakura was perched on the edge of the bed, staring down at her clasped hands. Her honey brown hair curtained her expression. Tomoyo set the cup down and quietly cleared her throat. "Sakura, is something wrong?" she asked, apprehensive of the answer she would get.
Sakura met her gaze and smiled half heartedly. "No…just woolgathering."
"So you saw Syaoran," she said quietly. On her hands and knees she crawled towards Sakura and pulled her into a hug. "My poor baby," she crooned while stroking Sakura's soft hair. "Tell me about it."
Sakura was still in her arms. "I…you…you knew about Syaoran? You knew he was in Tokyo?"
"I'm sorry, Sakura…"
Pushing from her arms, Sakura got to her feet and straightened her clothing. "I have to pick Haku up," she murmured as she turned and hurried from the room.
"Oh, Sakura…" Tomoyo breathed as she watched Sakura disappear down the steps.
Sakura's heart was beating wildly as she descended the stairs and slipped into her shoes. She had just pulled the door open when he came to an abrupt halt inches from her.
"Sakura. We need to talk."
-
Syaoran trailed Sakura as she stalked into the park. They walked in silence for a good five minutes before she plunked down on a bench deep in the wooded area. He had an overwhelming urge to laugh. She looked so mulish and so much like the girl he had grown up. He fought down the absurd urge and took a seat next to her. She scooted as far away as she could and stared out at the trees.
"How have you been, Sakura?"
She spared a glance at him then went back to the trees. "Say what you have to. I only have a few minutes."
He frowned and let his hands dangle between his knees. "How are you?" he repeated in a firm voice.
"Fine."
"What have you been up to?"
"Nothing."
"Why are you angry at me?"
"I'm not."
"Could have fooled me," he muttered. "Look, I haven't seen or heard from you in almost five years."
Sakura turned to him with incredulous eyes. "Don't you understand?"
"No, not really. I have no idea what's going on Sakura," he said in an annoyingly hard voice. "What the hell is wrong?"
She stood and stared hard at him, tears bright in her eyes. "Good-bye Syaoran Li."
The couple stared at each other for long minutes as tears rolled slowly down Sakura's cheeks. Syaoran had a sickening felling of deja vue.
-Six years ago-
Sakura and Syaoran stared at each other as tears glistened on Sakura's flawless skin. "Good-bye Syaoran Li," she murmured as she walked away.
He sat on the bench for a moment and watched trim figure stalk stiffly away. She had just rounded a curve in the path when he shot to his feet and raced after her. Just before he reached her she turned and glared him into a halt. "I said good –bye."
He glared and grabbed her hand, dragging her off to his car. "You're coming with me."
She clawed and struggled, but his brute strength won out and she was sitting stiffly in his car. He drove recklessly to a small bar and dragged her in then plunked a shot before her. "Drink it, then we'll talk."
"I refuse."
"Excuse me?" he asked in a menacingly soft voice.
She met his gaze and enunciated, "I refuse."
Biting back a curse he downed his in one swallow and set it on the counter with a dull thump. "Do it, Sakura."
She glared then took the drink and copied his actions. To her credit she didn't flinch as the liquid burned her throat. She set the glass down then hopped down from the bar and started for the door. Sighing in repressed anger he dragged her back and stared hard at her. "What the hell is your problem?"
She pressed her lips into a stubborn line and gestured the bartender for another shot. When he refilled it, she stared then turned to the balding man. "Could I just get the whole bottle? I have a feeling I'll need it." Quietly he brought it to her and she kindly thanked him. Woodenly she knocked back the hard whiskey and stared at the label. In the course of an hour Sakura methodically finished off a third of the bottle. In silence. Syaoran ranted and raved at her stubborn ways and immature attitude and still she kept quiet. Finally when he had a bottle of his own and was deep in his cups, she murmured, "You're such a stupid man, Syaoran Li. What's in front of your face is so obscure to you."
He sent her a sidelong glance then took a shot of whiskey. "And you, Kinomoto-san are just as stupid. Here's to us, the idiots of Tomoeda," he announced as he lifted his glass and drunk. She did the same and toyed with her glass.
"Do you know I've lo…adored you for the past six years?"
"And I you, my beauty…and I you…" he slurred drunkenly. "No…nevermind…for the past nine years. Since I first saw you actually. The moment I saw you I knew I was ruined for any other…"
Sakura stared at him then dropped a large bill on the bar and walked out of the dark building. The bartender picked up the money and started cleaning up. "Sir…I believe your lady is leaving."
"She's not mine," he snapped. "No matter what I do she'll never be mine because she's too damn stupid to see that I love her more than life."
The old man stayed quiet and listened as Syaoran listed her manifold attributes and praised her down to her choice in clothing. "Listen, man to man, I think you should go after her. Tomoeda isn't a dangerous place, but there are always exceptions…especially at such a late hour…"
Syaoran reluctantly left and wandered the sidewalk after Sakura. He strolled to her house and watched the light in her room. He saw her shadow moving about and threw a rock at her window. For five minutes he threw stones then decided the hell with it and scaled the wall to her window.
He slipped and fell from a good eight feet …twice. On the third attempt using supreme willpower and a drunken strength, he finally got to her balcony and promptly fell in a heap. For a long moment he merely laid there and listened to himself breathe, certain that there was no way he was moving until his head stopped pounding.
Quietly the door slid open and a slight figure slipped from the painfully bright room. "Syaoran? Why are you here?"
He blinked then slowly got to his knees and stared unseeingly up at her. "Sakura? Is that you?"
She bent a look of sheer disgust on him and loudly slammed the door shut. He flinched at the harsh sound and covered his ears with his hands. "Ugh…stop…please," he mumbled almost incoherently.
"I can't believe I can hold my liquor better than you," she muttered as she squatted in front of him. "Sleep it off."
"Wha…sleep?"
"Yeah, as in snoring, bed, unconscious."
"Yeah…yeah…you're right." He gained his feet then stumbled to the door and slid it open. Before she could protest he had flopped down on her bed and was snoring. Indignant, she stomped into the room and slapped him repeatedly on the shoulders. "Wake up you idiot. Go home and sleep. Dammit. Wake up you stupid son of a -"
Suddenly a hand was clamped over her lips. Syaoran's face was inches from hers. "Uh-uh. That's a bad, bad word, Sakura, sweetheart," he whispered, all traces of the liquor gone from his eyes. Her eyes blazed and she took a deep breath.
And licked him.
His face transformed into a hilarious mask of disgust as he snatched his hand back.
"Bitch," she finished with a hiss. Then she flounced into the bathroom to wash her tongue.
Syaoran cursed and flopped back onto the bed. His eyes slid to the door to the restroom and spied a small crack. Stealthily he crept to it and peeked through. There, in the bathroom, Sakura was furiously brushing out her tongue, muttering little curses on him all the while. She bent to spit and he got a good glimpse of her derriere. Blinking, he took a tiny step forward.
Sakura heard the groan of her floorboards directly outside the door and sharply turned. Spitting and rinsing quickly she slammed the door open and stomped through. Right into Syaoran's waiting arms. She had just opened her mouth to offer an angry expletive when he lowered his head and covered her mouth…with his own. For a long moment she stood there in stunned silence, frozen stiff in his arms. When he finally raised his head he cocked it to the side quizzically. "I imagined that going differently," he said wryly.
Finally recovering, she blinked and stared at him through the long fringe of her bangs. "I can't believe it! You just…ugh..." She trailed off and studied him for a long minute. He was too cute, all disheveled and a flush of color on his cheeks. "You know what, never mind what I just said. Did you imagine it like this?"
Syaoran did a double take, but managed to catch her as she flung herself at him and meshed her lips to his. He stumbled backwards and felt himself falling as his knees hit the edge of her bed. With a muffled, "oomph" he landed in the soft down and she followed.
(A/N: Lemon? I don't wanna freak anyone out. XD )
"Okay, well I didn't imagine it like that, but it was an overall improvement," he teased as soon as he caught his breath. She giggled softly and nestled against his bare chest. Thoughtfully she traced little circles on his chest and stared out the window. "What?" he asked as he caught a glimpse of her furrowed brows.
She shook her head and smiled up at him. "Nothing. Nothing at all."
-
KNOCK! THUMP! BAM!
"Sakura! Get up!"
Syaoran and Sakura opened their eyes wide and stared at each other in bewilderment. Sakura opened her mouth to scream but Syaoran clapped a hand over her mouth. Silently he crept out the balcony and agilely leapt off. She quickly threw his clothes after him and returned to her room. "Okay Touya…I'm up."
Once his footsteps faded down the hall she fell back onto the bed and groaned feelingly into the pillows. She and Syaoran? There was no way…
-
Sakura woke with another start as her phone went off loudly near her ear. "Ow, ow, ow. Hello?"
"Sakura? It's 'Moyo. Want me to come pick you up?"
"What? Why?"
"Hello? Syaoran's leaving, remember?"
"Oh…yeah. I'll be ready in like fifteen."
Twenty minutes later she climbed into Tomoyo's SUV and buckled her seatbelt. They sat in amiable silence, the only sounds were the radio blaring Hot Hot Heat's Bandages. Too soon they were at the airport. Sakura sat in the car a moment and clutched her purse. Could she do this?
Syaoran stared out at the masses of people rushing to their gates, trying to catch a glimpse of a shaggy head of honey brown hair. He glanced at his watch and impatiently tapped his toe. Just before he was going to turn and walk into the gate, he heard his name shouted through the airport like a shot.
"Syaoram Li! Get your ass back on the other side of the gate!"
Closing his eyes in humiliation, he obliged and slowly walked forward. Tomoyo and Sakura skidded to a halt in their lethal heels and smiled brightly. "Sorry I just wanted to say goodbye," Tomoyo offered as an apology. "So…good-bye."
"Bye Tomoyo. I'll see you soon," he said mechanically while he stared at a disgustingly composed Sakura. "Sakura…"
She smiled and stepped forward and hugged him. "Bye Syaoran."
"Umm…can I talk to you alone?" he asked as he took her hand and dragged her off to a deserted corner. "What about last night?" he hissed. There was no way she was going to pretend it hadn't happened.
She shrugged and stared off over his shoulder. "It was…a mistake I guess. We were both drunk, so it doesn't really matter."
"Don't you remember anything that I said? That you said?" he demanded, desperate.
She looked away sheepishly and shook her head. "Sorry. The liquor really got to me. Oh…look you're going to be late for your plane. You should get going."
Sakura watched him stalk away and blinked rapidly, holding the tears. She had no idea she was such a superb liar and actress. She remembered every touch, every word, every breath of last night. Averting her gaze from his angry figure, she bit her lip and stared out at the planes. Stupid, stupid, stupid…
She didn't know what made her look up, but she did and met his hard amber gaze. Their eyes locked for a long minute before he scornfully turned and walked away. Out of the airport. Out of Japan. Out of her life. She stared at the place he used to occupy and tasted the bitter saltiness of blood on her tongue.
-Present-
Sakura closed her eyes for a moment then met his gaze again and checked her watch. "I have to go. I'll…see you around…Good-bye."
Syaoran stared at her retreating figure and cursed himself. Then cursed her. Then everything on Earth. God, why was he such an idiot….
A sudden thought occurred to him. Why was she at the birthday party anyway? Did she have a kid? Was she married? Why the hell was she at the party? Again he cursed himself then abruptly got to his feet and went to retrieve his kid, wondering if he would meet her again.
Haku mashed his piece of cake and broodingly ate it.
"Haku? Where are you babe? We gotta go."
He perked up and looked around. "Aunty Tomoyo?"
Ryo glanced up. "Aunty Tomoyo? She's here?"
Haku stared at Ryo. "You have an Aunty Tomoyo too?"
"Yep."
Haku saw Tomoyo and leapt out of his seat, closely flowed by Ryo. They halted in front of her and stared up. "This is my Aunty Tomoyo," Haku announced.
Ryo stared at her then at him, in amazement. "Whoa. My aunty Tomoyo looks exactly the same."
A/N: Okay…so I kinda got off track cuz of school and all that. And this chapter really sux ass. I'm sooooo sorry. And there is one big problem for the updating future….school! ugh! I hate it too, but imma try to update as fast as I can, cuz im writing as I go along …hehe..so give me a two week grace period before getting mad at me! Whoops, sorry for the grammar and language!