Disclaimer: I do not own Clamp, CCS or anything really. However Aya, Ryo, Haku, and Giro are all mine!

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…

a/n: Sorry everyone! My hardrive got wiped and our computer was out. I lost everything! I'm really sorry for the late update! I really appreciate everyone that keeps reading. I am soooo sorry!

Chapter 4

-At the Zoo-

Syaoran held his breath as he searched the crowds for Sakura and Haku. If he wasn't an idiot he was damn close to being one. Even as he berated himself, he felt his heart race wildly at the memory of the stolen kiss. He closed his eyes to try to erase the vivid memories, but they plagued him still. Damn, but it had taken him almost five years to forget her and then he went and kissed her again. Was it going to take another five years for him to view her as a friend again? Just as he was about to suggest to Ryo that they leave, Ryo excitedly squeezed his hand and pointed toward the entrance. "Look Daddy, its Haku and his mommy."

Syaoran spotted the pair waving wildly at him. Sakura had a big smile on her face and seemed to be laughing at him. A bit disgruntled at her amusement, he started forward with Ryo. As he made his way through the crowd, several people stared at him. Usually he was easily recognizable as a business tycoon, but this was a bit ridiculous. He and Ryo finally came to a stop before Sakura and Haku and he cocked a brow. "Is there something amusing?"

Sakura bit her lip, trying to hide a smile and his eyes were drawn to her soft pink lips. Damn. He forced his gaze to her eyes and blinked to refocus. "Well?"

She lost the battle to laugh and let out a tinkling giggle. "Um...well...you have...here, let me..." He almost did a double take as she stepped forward, a bare inch or two away from him and lifted her face to his. Her hand came up and cupped his cheek. Smiling up at him, she slid her hand to his chin and gently caressed the skin near his lips. He inclined his head slightly and she stepped away. "Okay, it's gone now."

Syaoran blinked. Gone? What had he done wrong? She totally initiated contact. "What?"

She turned and laughed at him over her shoulder, "The nice blob of sun block on your chin."

Ryo laughed out loud and rushed away from his father. Syaoran half glared at his son. "Kiddo, I thought you said it was all gone."

"I lied Daddy," he replied with a mischievous grin. Syaoran smiled in mortification and followed the slight figure of Sakura and the two bouncing boys. He had almost unforgivably embarrassed himself and probably her too. Thanking God for small mercies, he proceeded to gawk at caged animals with all the other visitors.

An hour later, standing in front of the caged wolves, he covertly glanced at her. Was she this unaffected by the kiss last night? Was he losing his touch or was she merely immune to him? He was fuming at himself and more than a little irked that she wasn't affected. Geez...

Ryo and Haku were clutching ice cream cones and running circles around Sakura. She laughed at their antics and gently rebuked them, explaining the manifold dangers of high speed chases in crowds, which included being eaten by starving wolves. She bent and gave each of them a quick kiss on the nose, leaving Syaoran with a nice view of her bottom. He instantly blushed a fiery pink and turned, coming face to face with a panting wolf. He was so still for a moment he didn't think his heart was beating. The next instant he had leapt back several feet.

Sakura caught his movement from the edge of his vision and quickly turned, afraid something had happened to him. When she saw the reason why he had jumped, she burst out laughing. Soon she was clutching her stomach with laughter, not really having a care for his pride. When she finally straightened and wiped the tears from her eyes, he scowled and stalked stiffly away. She let out one last giggle and went after him to sooth his bruised pride.

At the food court, she and the boys caught up with him and pretty much jumped him. One boy jumped on each leg and held on while Sakura halted just in front of him. "I'm sorry Syaoran," she apologized with a sincere voice. "I really didn't mean to laugh."

"Yeah right. That's why you and the boys were laughing so hard and pointing at me" he muttered darkly.

Sakura bit her lip and forced a smile back. "Uh...right. Well, we're all very sorry. To prove our sincerity, we'll…what will we do boys?"

Haku and Ryo exchanges glances, cocked eyebrows and then bent their gazes on Syaoran. Haku let go first and straightened to his full height. "We will promise not to laugh at you anymore," he said in a dignified manner. Ryo joined him and they bowed diplomatically in sync. "We will also allow you to buy us each another ice cream cone," Ryo added with a nod.

Syaoran's face broke into an unwilling smile and he looked away. "Fine. I accept your apologies. Eat fast so we can get to the whale show on time."

An hour later, the dripping foursome exited the arena. The boys were happily romping in squishy tennis shoes and recounting the show excitedly to each other. Sakura smiled as her own shoes made wet noises with every step. However, Syaoran beat them all. He, in his suit was soaked to the point where his clothing clung and left puddles where he had been walking. He was walking with his arms out and away from his body and his steps were wide and far apart. He scowled as Sakura cut a giggle off.

"Why don't we walk to my place, it's only a block away, and dry your clothing before you go to your meeting or whatever," she suggested.

"Yeah, right. I would willingly walk a block next to a busy street, dripping wet," he muttered.

She stopped and poked him in the chest. "Look, I was just trying to save your leather upholstery from being ruined by you. I'll take the boys to my apartment and you can follow in your car, but I'm warning you, your car is going to stink for a week." With a huff she took both boys by the hand and marched off.

Syaoran watched her leave and sighed, dropping his hands to his sides. Why in the world was he such a jerk? She had a perfectly good idea and he went and bit her head off. Prepared to deal with the worst, he hurried after them. Unfortunately, they were fast walkers and were around the corner before he exited the zoo. He started to break into a jog when he heard his name. "Well, if it isn't Syaoran Li."

Syaoran halted and turned on his heel. Giro Hatayama stood there, smirking. The two had been rivals since they were in grade school. Both were intelligent and reasonably good looking not to mention competitive and athletic. And so they always seemed to clash. "Hatayama. What brings you here to the place of mere human beings?"

"Just a bit of business, Li. You'll see soon enough," he hedged sneeringly. "And what brings you here?"

Syaoran's grin grew brittle. "Just a bit of fun and games with my son and a friend of his. If you'll excuse me, I'll just be on my way." He turned and walked away with as much dignity as a man soaked to the skin can.

Rounding the corner, he peered around him and then broke into a jog. He was sure he'd catch up in a moment. By the time he arrived at Sakura's apartment complex, he was almost panicking. He hadn't seen any one of them the whole time he had been running over. Slowly he neared the back entrance, afraid to not find them there. He slipped the tall wooden door open and shut it quietly. "Sakura? Boys?" he called out.

His eyes scanned his surroundings and was relieved to see the boys' wet clothing in a pile near the door. He bent to pick them up and dry them out on the patio chairs. At the bottom of the pile, he froze. Sakura's t-shirt and her shorts were lying there… Holding his breath, he gingerly picked them up…if they were here, then…

"Aaaaggghhhh!"

Sakura's shriek pierced the air and a moment later the sliding door slid open and two dwarves in white t-shirts tumbled out. Their eyes lit on Syaoran and they jumped on him, terrified. "What's wrong?" he demanded. "Why are you running? Why is your mom screaming?" He began to set them down, but they clung tighter and buried their faces in his neck. With them in his arms, he advanced into the apartment, scanning the room. Quickly, he rushed to Sakura's door and swung it open.

Another scream split the air.

--

Syaoran had Ryo on his back as they made their way back to the car. Both were sullen and silent. Ryo tightened his hold on Syaoran's neck and made a confused "hmmph" noise. Syaoran cocked his head. "What's wrong?" he murmured.

Ryo sighed again and rested his head on the back of Syaoran's neck. "Why doesn't Haku have a daddy?"

Syaoran sighed and set Ryo down. "Haku has a daddy somewhere, but he's just not living with Haku. Maybe Haku's daddy is a jerk that left him and his mommy to live by themselves. I think he is."

Ryo stared up at Syaoran. "Haku says he knows who his daddy is. He says he looks like you, except younger."

That stung. Sakura had left him and then slept with some guy that looked like him and had Haku. And the idiot was stupid enough to let her go. He frowned and unlocked the car. He helped Ryo to put his seatbelt on and then slid into the driver's seat. "Daddy?"

Syaoran started the ignition and turned to look at Ryo. "Yes?"

"Why doesn't Haku's mommy have a pee-pee-er?"

Syaoran flushed and faced forward. "Well…you see…Sakura is a girl. Girls don't have…pee-pee-ers. Wait, how do you know she doesn't have one?" he demanded, turning again.

"Because Haku and I were playing cops and robbers and then we ran in to raid the room and Haku's mommy squatted and screamed. She didn't have any clothes on," he added. "Why did she scream when you opened the door?"

"Because she was scared."

"Oh."

"So did you like the zoo?" he asked, changing the topic. He could swear that his face was giving off heat.

--

Tomoyo laughed as Haku related an amusing story to her. She was still laughing when Sakura walked into the room with sandwiches and some juice. "I'm glad you find it entertaining," Sakura said through her teeth.

Tomoyo wiped away a tear of mirth and straightened. "I'm sorry, but…all three of them?" She burst out laughing again and had to fight to stop. "Anyway, I'm here for a different reason. I'm having a little fashion show thing at my place and I was wondering if you would model for me."

"Sure. What is it this time?"

"Wedding wear. Would you let Haku do it too?"

Sakura eyed Haku with a critical eye. "Do you think he'd freeze up though? He's never been in a show before."

"He'll be fine. Kids usually love the attention and anyway, it's a small gathering. So can I count you in?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Switching gears…do you know that Syaoran…well…he doesn't know that Haku is his yet?" Tomoyo said with a sardonic smile. "Eriol told me about a conversation they had a little while ago."

Sakura rolled her eyes. "Leave it to Syaoran to be the last to find out he's the father. Well, if he can't figure it out, don't tell him."

They were eating the sandwiches and downing the juice when there was a loud banging on the front door. Haku jumped from his seat and went racing to get the door. Sakura was a step behind him. "Geez, Haku! What do I always tell you? Don't get the door-" She stopped short as Haku fell to the ground after a resounding slap. She swung the door wide and just barely got a glimpse of Syaoran's wife, Aya before she felled her with a vicious right hook.

Aya sat on the couch of Sakura's living room with a bag of frozen veggies pressed to her cheek. She glared mutinously at Sakura, sitting across from her, nursing Haku with another bag of veggies. Sakura glanced up and returned the glare. Tomoyo regarded them both with a degree of wariness before setting her tea cup down and breaking the charged silence. "Alright…so why don't we begin? Aya, why don't you tell us what prompted this…interesting visit?"

Aya eyed Tomoyo with thinly concealed hatred and then turned the full blast of her furious gaze to Sakura. "This tramp and her bastard have ruined my life! Syaoran wants a divorce now! All because of some trashy tease." With every word her voice gained volume and she leapt to her feet

Sakura stood menacingly, although Aya out weighed her by about 30 pounds and was taller by several inches. "Get outta my house! I won't be called these names in my own house. Get out!" she said quietly but forcefully.

Tomoyo got to her feet too and held up both hands. "Haku, why don't you go play in your room?" She suggested. As soon as he closed the door, Tomoyo turned back to the bristling women, "Okay, ladies, let's calm down and get a ration explanation for all of this. Aya, refrain from profanities. Now, why does Syaoran all of a sudden want a divorce?"

Aya glared at the both of them, emitting angry auras, but putting on a calm façade. "Well, last night Syaoran came home and he started yelling about a divorce and your name was thrown in a great amount. I refused on the grounds that his request was ludicrous and then he stomped out with Ryo and said his lawyers were going to draw up papers. I can only imagine what you too have been up to lately. He's been absent from home frequently and always turns the topic when I ask him where he's been. So stop fucking my husband, home-wrecker! Our marriage was happy until you came into the picture!"

Sakura stood slowly and went to the door. "Get out. Now."

Aya rose swiftly to her feet and tossed her hair, throwing the bag of veggies onto the coffee table. "I was about to leave anyway. I have a marriage to save. Stay away from my man," she warned before the door slammed in her face.

Tomoyo stared at Sakura's motionless figure for a moment then relaxed in the chair and stifled a demented laugh. Sakura turned slowly and eyed Tomoyo. "I don't find any of this funny in the slightest."

Tomoyo covered her face and erupted in laughter. "I'm sorry, but it was just so not your character," she got out through laughter. "Alright, well if she shows up again, don't kill her. I would hate to see you go to jail for her. I have to fly now, so I'll call you in a bit."

Sakura rolled her eyes and saw Tomoyo off then opened the door to Haku's room. "Baby? Where are you?"

Haku popped out from under the bed and cocked a brow. "That was scary. You looked like a monster."

Sakura laughed. "Yeah. Come sit with Mommy in the kitchen. I'm making cookies."

As soon as they entered the kitchen the phone rang shrilly and Haku leapt for it. "Haku! I told you not to!"

Haku shrugged and turned to the receiver. "Hello…Haku…yes…yes…okay…" He took the receiver from his ear and held it out for Sakura. "It's Syaoran. He sounds angry."

Sakura rolled her eyes and put the receiver to her ear. "Sakura speaking."

"Why the hell didn't you tell me?" his demanded angrily. "God, I feel like an idiot."

Sakura leaned against the counter. This might take a while. "What are you talking about?" she asked, stalling.

"Don't play dumb, Sakura. Why didn't you tell me Haku is ours?"

"Because," she replied simply.

"Because what?!?!?!?"

"I have the right to keep it from you. Now, what is this I hear about a divorce?"

"That doesn't concern you. The marriage just isn't working out. I don't want to talk about it right now. I want to hear about Haku and us and our situation," he said through gritted teeth.

Sakura frowned. "It damn well concerns me if my son got slapped because of it."

"What?!?"

"Aya came over, spitting fire and knocked my son off his feet. Don't tell me it doesn't concern me."

"Look, I'm sorry for Aya's actions. It's been a hellish 24 hours."

"Talk. I want to hear all about it," Sakura said calmly. She moved from the counter to gather the ingredients for cookies.

"Okay, fine. We got home after the zoo and Ryo went to take a bath. I had already decided that my marriage wasn't working out and so I went up to Aya's room to tell her. I opened the door and she was in bed with an acquaintance of mine, Giro Hatayama. It wasn't an innocent situation either. So I just said that we were getting a divorce as soon as humanly possible. Aya came after me screaming profanities and suggested that you and I…that we…were something more than friends. When I denied it, she also suggested that Haku was mine. I didn't credit her until later, when Ryo and I were putting up at a hotel. So I made a few calls and in reality, Haku is mine."

Sakura digested the story as she mixed the ingredients into a bowl. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. It was a horrible marriage."

There was a long silence on the phone, punctuated by a quiet sob.

Sakura straightened and stared at the receiver. "Syaoran?"

"Ryo isn't mine."