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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 3

Haku saw Tomoyo and leapt out of his seat, closely followed 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."

Tomoyo forced a grin. "Hi Haku…Ryo…"

Ryo took a step back. "Whoa. She knows my name."

Haku stared at Tomoyo with a dawning respect. "This is so cool. Wait 'til I tell Mommy."

Tomoyo's smile faltered and she knelt in the grass in her designer jeans. "Actually, this is our little secret, okay? Deal?"

Both boys slapped her palms and immediately started running around, exclaiming about their new found knowledge. "We're brother now Haku!" Ryo shouted as he ran around Tomoyo. "Can I come live with you and Sakura now that we're brothers?"

Haku nodded enthusiastically and tailed Ryo. "Yeah. And Mommy can make cookies!"

Tomoyo didn't know whether she was going to laugh or cry. The two had no idea how close to the mark they were. She expertly caught them by the back of their shirts and got to her feet. "How about some ice cream, you guys? I'll call your parents to pick you up at the SugarFaerie." Ten minutes later the trio was seated in a comfy booth and ordering large ice cream platters.

Sakura slowly made her way to the sweet shop and mulled over the situation. Of all the people and places in the world, Syaoran Li had to live in the suburbs of Tokyo. He was Chinese for God's sake. What was he doing in Japan? There was nothing here for him. His family and business were in Hong Kong. Again, what was he doing here? She blew out a breath and suddenly felt her heel snap. She pitched forward.

Shit, why her? Why now?

Suddenly she was furious. It was that time of the month and all this drama crap was happening to her. It wasn't enough that she was naturally sensitive at this time. No, to make things worse for her Syaoran Li had to reappear in her life and apparently everyone knew but her. Tomoyo knew anyway. And what kind of friend was Tomoyo is she didn't even warn Sakura about him. To top it all off, her heel had to snap.

She wobbled to a bench and took a seat then took a deep calming breath a moment before she burst out in tears. Life really sucked right now. She was drowning so deeply in her pool of despair that she didn't hear the car that stopped in front of her. Quite suddenly a pair of Italian leather shoes was in her view. She hiccupped and glared up at the intruder. "What?" she demanded sullenly in a hoarse voice.

"Get in the car Sakura. I'll drop you off."

She set her lips in a thin stubborn line and stared over his shoulder, mulishly keeping silent. He sighed deeply then stepped right in front of her, blocking her view of anything. "Get in the car."

Again she stayed silent, but met his gaze and frowned up at him. It was quite a shock to her when he plucked her from the bench and deposited her into the passenger's seat, slamming the door shut. She scrambled to get out but the door wouldn't budge. Furiously, she flung herself back into the seat and glared menacingly at him. "Open the door, Syaoran Li."

"No." Calmly he started the engine and drove. "Where are you headed?"

Giving in, she muttered, "SugarFaerie."

"Good. I don't have to go out of my way."

She bit her tongue to keep from screaming and stared hard out the window. If her gaze had any powers at all the city would be up in flames at the moment. A few minutes later he parked and she jumped for the door. Again it was locked. "Stupid childproof doors," she mumbled under her breath as she waited for him to come around and open the door. He did so mockingly and bowed low. Haughtily she descended and stormed into the parlor. Immediately she spotted Haku playing games with Ryo. Hmm…what was Ryo doing here?

She walked over with a forced smile. "Hey, boys. Having fun?" They nodded, but kept their gaze on the screen, where a few characters were racing around a track. "After this game we have to go, Haku," she announced. He nodded again and she let out a half laugh. Boys and their games.

She turned and spotted Tomoyo sitting with a milkshake. Quickly she made her way over and took a seat. "Hello," she greeted breezily as she swiped the drink and took a swig. Tomoyo started and blinked. "Oh. Sakura. So did you guys work things out?"

"Weeeellllll…umm…you see….there was this…no," she finally admitted, staring down at the drink. "Anyway, what's Ryo doing here? Do his parents know he's here?"

Tomoyo's face was almost comical in its disbelief. "Wha…wait, didn't Syaoran…oh… shit …"

"Syaoran?" Sakura demanded. "What has he got to do with…" She trailed off and slowly turned in her seat. He was there of course. And he was swinging Ryo up into his arms. Holy crap. It was a wonder they hadn't met before now. Their kids had been friends for almost two months now. He bent down to Haku and they had a quick conversation. Suddenly Haku pointed at her and he turned to look. Amber met emerald. Again. Quickly she got to her feet and started towards them. This was not happening.

"Haku, let's go. Now," she said tightly. Her traitorous son smiled up at Syaoran before waving and joining her on her way out. Stiffly she grasped his hand and they left. As the door swung shut, Syaoran turned to Tomoyo and raised an eyebrow. "Wanna explain?"

Tomoyo flashed a smile. "Umm…well…it's actually really funny…but…no. I gotta go. Bye Syaoran, Ryo." Quickly, she averted her gaze to the tiled floor and scuttled out before Syaoran could wring everything out of her.

Syaoran frowned and glanced down at Ryo, who was studying the toes of his shoes. "Why don't we go home and see if Mommy came back yet," he suggested with a forced smile.

Twenty minutes later there was a loud scream as the front door swung shut.

"Oh my god! You're finally here!" Aya Li shrieked as she beheld the two figures in the foyer. "Oh, Ryo, Mommy missed you so much!" she exclaimed, moving towards him in a heavily perfumed rush. "Come upstairs, sweetie, Mommy has a surprise for you," she said in a stage whisper as she took his hand and half dragged him up the stairs. Halfway up the spiral stairway, Aya half turned and muttered, "Hello, Syaoran," before resuming her rushing pace with Ryo cling onto her manicured hand for dear life.

Syaoran frowned and followed at a more leisurely pace. He arrived in the doorway just as she pulled out a set of keys. Car keys. He dumbly watched as she handed them to him and patted his head. What the hell was she doing giving a five year old a car? Frowning fiercely, he strode in and snatched the keys from Ryo's hand. "Ryo, let me talk to your mom for a few minutes. Go and get ready for your bath," he said as Ryo stepped out.

Syaoran closed the door and leaned back against it as he stared at his wife. "A car? You bought him a car from France and brought back the keys for him? Act your age, Aya, and recall his. Your spending is ridiculous. It's not that I don't want you to have things, but you are spending money recklessly. We have a car in almost every country and we barely travel to half of them in one year. From now on I'm putting you on a limit. Once you reach it, you have no more for the month," Syaoran announced quietly as he watched her fiddle with some trinket in her lap.

When she finally glanced up she had a bored expression on her face. "How much?"

"Three thousand a month."

"Fine."

Syaoran curbed his temper and closed his eyes. "Aya. Some of my friends are in town. I want you to host an informal dinner for them and us on Friday at six thirty."

"Fine."

With a sigh, he straightened and stepped out of the room. Just as he shut the door, a loud crash resounded from the room, followed by several more of shattering porcelain and glass. He stared at the oak door and slowly walked away.

Sakura stared at the formal invite then back at Haku. Haku was staring at her with a hopeful expression. "Please, Mommy? Ryo said that Aunty Tomoyo and Uncle Eriol are going to be there too. Please?" He clasped his hands and rocked on the balls of his feet. She sighed and dropped the invitation. "Okay. Fine. We'll go."

He let out a whoop of delight and jumped happily around the kitchen. "Yes! Yes!"

Sakura grinned at his apparent joy and tried not to think too hard about the ramifications of accepting. A few minutes later when he had disappeared into his room Sakura picked the invite and the phone up. Taking a deep breath, she dialed and waited for the dial tone.

"Hello? Li residence."

"Hi. This is Sakura Kinomoto. I just wanted to call and say I'd be there for the dinner. Please convey the message to Mr. Li," she said calmly.

There was a momentary pause before the man spoke again. "Sakura Kinomoto? Is that really you?"

Sakura blinked. "Excuse me?"

"Come now, don't tell me you've forgotten all about me already. I specifically recall you promising that you would never forget me or my chocolate cake for the rest-"

"Oh Wei! Oh my god! You're still working for the Li's? Oh wow," she exclaimed. "How are you doing?"

"I'm the same as always. And you?" he said with a smile in his voice.

"I'm good."

On either end of the line Sakura and Wei basked in the joy of being reunited. Then Wei murmured, "It's good that you're in Tokyo. It's been a long time."

Sakura was about to say something when a shout from the background stopped her. A second later Wei murmured his apologizes and hung up. She stared at the phone for a moment before hanging it up on the cradle. It had been a feminine voice. Maybe Syaoran's wife?

As she was beginning to prepare dinner, the phone rang. "Hello? Kinomoto here."

"Sakura? We need to talk."

A few minutes later, Sakura and Haku arrived in the park. Haku raced to the swing set and Sakura took a seat on the bench that provided a nice view of the whole play area. Nervously she tapped her fingertips on her knees as she waited. Moments later she saw Ryo's dark hair as he scampered over to Haku. She tensed as a light touch settled on her shoulder. "Thanks for coming," he murmured before taking a seat next to her.

She nodded and stared out their children. "He's a good kid," Syaoran murmured, nodding towards Haku. "When did you get married?"

She blinked furiously. Didn't he realize…apparently not. "I wasn't married to Haku's father." An awkward silence ensued until she lied, "He died before Haku was born." In her heart, anyways.

"I'm sorry," he murmured. "That must have been devastating."

"Yeah. It was." Another silence.

"I asked you to come because we need to clear a few things up between us, for the sake of our sons." She nodded. "Before I left, when we…you know…it was just in the heat of the moment and our drunken emotional state, right?" Again she nodded, albeit slowly. "It…well, I…can we just…forget about it," he said in a small voice. There was no way he was going to forget about it, but for the sake of their friendship and their kids' friendship, he would pretend to.

She took a deep breath and finally turned to face him. He didn't like what he saw. Her face was a mask of cool detachment, too much like Aya's. "It's already forgotten," she announced in a deadpan tone. Suddenly she smiled and he was reminded of the times when they were friends. He wanted the feeling back. "Haku and I are going to the zoo on Saturday. Do you and Ryo want to come? It'll be fun," she suggested brightly.

Syaoran found himself nodding. When she stood he followed her to their kids and soon they were engaged in a game of tag. Shaking sand from his hair and waving goodbye to Sakura and Haku, Syaoran reflected that the last hour had been what life was supposed to be like: filled with laughter and love. He lifted Ryo up onto his shoulders and set off for home.

-Friday-

Tomoyo buckled Haku in then hopped into the front seat of the convertible. Sakura smiled at him in the backseat and turned to Tomoyo. "Thanks for the lift."

"No problem. What are friends for anyway?" a moment later they were cruising dangerously through traffic. Sakura held on tightly to the armrests and glanced at Tomoyo. "Aren't you driving a bit…recklessly?"

"Nope. Oh, look, there it is," she announced as she sharply turned the car and stopped in front of a wide wrought iron fence. She pressed a little button and said loudly. "Daidouji and Kinomoto." The gates mechanically swung wide and they drove through to an immaculate lawn surrounding a veritable castle.

"Oh, wow," Sakura breathed as she took in the sights. "I would love a place like this."

"So would I," Tomoyo agreed with a smile.

Sakura lightly smacked her arm and laughed. "Yours is just a little smaller. And a lot more homely. This seems a bit too perfect…"

Syaoran stepped out onto the stairs leading up to the front doors and immediately heard Sakura's ringing laughter. They parked their car behind Eriol's and got out before they spotted. He smiled and spread his arms wide. "What do you think?" he called out.

"It's gorgeous," Sakura answered. "You need flowers though," she added with a laugh. Soon they were a few steps from him and he led them into the sitting room. Ryo jumped up from his perch on Eriol's lap and went to join Haku. "Wanna see my room?"

Syaoran followed his son's example and took them on a quick tour of the mansion. Sakura's face was wreathed in smiles the whole time. In the end, he collected Haku and Ryo from the bedroom and led everyone to the dining room.

As they crossed the foyer, Aya stepped in and quickly absorbed the situation. She took in Syaoran's glance to the gorgeous, if a little unfashionably dressed, woman and the little boy who looked remarkably like Syaoran. She put on a bright smile and walked over to Syaoran and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Hello darling. Let me get dressed then I'll join you and your…friends…for dinner," she said loudly. She turned to the woman and boy and smiled a bit coolly. "You must be Sakura. I'm Aya. It's a pleasure," she murmured as she swept up the stairwell.

Sakura smiled halfheartedly and turned to Syaoran. "So that's Aya? She seems pleasant."

Syaoran's only response was a distant nod as he led them into the dining room. Dinner progressed slowly and a bit strained. Finally Sakura took a deep breath and slowly rose to hr feet. "Please excuse me and Haku. We have an early day tomorrow and it's getting late."

Syaoran glanced up from his glass of wine and raised his eyebrows. "Aren't we going to the zoo tomorrow?"

Sakura quickly nodded. "Yes, but that means I have to get to work earlier, so if you'll excuse us, we'll be going."

The sound of the door shutting a few minutes later seemed to make the mood even more subdued. Aya stood and silently left the room. Tomoyo wriggled in her seat for a few minutes, then also got to her feet. Both men gazed up at her questioningly. "I'm going to go too…"

Ryo bounded to her side and grabbed her hand. "No! You have to stay for dessert! I made it all myself!"

Tomoyo laughed and resumed her seat. "Okay, but this is only for you okay, Ryo. If aunty gets fat, she's going to blame you and your scrumptious dessert."

Twenty minutes later and covered in cookie crumbs, she snapped to her feet and stared out the window. "Oh my god! I'm such an idiot!"

She started for the front, but Syaoran stopped her with a restraining hand. "What's wrong?"

"Sakura and Haku came here with me. I totally forgot. I didn't think it was safe for them to walk around so late at night, so I drove them, but…agh. I'm an idiot," she said, pulling away.

Syaoran led her back to her seat and reassured her that he would find them and escort them home. A few minutes later he was cruising down the street, keeping a sharp eye on all the pedestrians. Finally, in a shadowed street, he spotted the two. Quickly, recklessly, he pulled up beside them. Haku was asleep on Sakura's back and she looked about to fall over herself. Leaping out of the convertible, he caught up with them and blew out a breath. "Hey…need a ride?"

Sakura sat quietly through the whole ride even when he parked the car in front of their apartment building. Quietly she glanced up at him and caught her breath. She had told herself she wouldn't be like this. She wasn't supposed to feel this…thing anymore. He was a part of her past. But he was here. Now. She led the way up to her apartment and held the door open for him. Carefully her deposited Haku onto his tiny bed then straightened and met Sakura's gaze.

Sakura gave him a small smile and thanked him as they strolled to the living room. In the doorway, Syaoran paused awkwardly. He felt like a teenager on his first date. Damn but it was a humiliating sensation. She turned her face up to his inquiringly. The soft lights from the hallway framed her angelic face. Without a thought in his head, he bent and touched his lips to hers softly. Suddenly his hands were cupping her face and pulling her closer to him. He felt her intake of breath and then the softening of her body against his. Then she wasn't there.

Sakura touched her fingertips to her lips and stared at Syaoran, who looked as shocked as she felt. She cleared her throat and couldn't meet his gaze. "Umm, good night."

A/N: OMG! I am so sorry for the late update! I know I said 2 weeks, but then I had marching band and homework and chores and all that. I'm really going to try to get the next one up faster, but I'm really busy, so I'm really really really really really sorry. I hope you guys enjoyed it, though. I didn't think was as good as it could have been, but I am so lagged out. Sorry for the super ultra late update. Don't hate me please!