Her Rising Saviour:

Chapter four - Real

Sakura watched her father and brother walk down the hall and disappear past the elevator doors. She sighed and closed the door, then let her head fall against the closed door and closed her eyes.

"Well," Syaoran chuckled. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed the crook of her neck, keeping his head cradled against her skin. "That went well."

Sakura groaned, "If you call that well, then yes. But Toya completely over-reacted."

Syaoran shrugged against her, eyes closed, "Of course he did. He's Toya."

Sakura sighed again, making Syaoran chuckle. It was now going into the evening, close to dinner. The Kinomotos had spent the entire day at their apartment.

Suddenly, Sakura grinned evilly. She turned around in Syaoran's arms and wrapped her own arms around his neck. She pulled him to her, pressing him against her. Her fingers began to swirl the hair at the base of his neck, teasing him. She heard a low growl come from deep in his throat as he caught onto her mood.

"You know," she whispered seductively, pulling one of her hands away from his hair. She trailed a finger along his cheek to his lips and left it there. She looked into his eyes and recognized the sudden lust in his gaze. "We haven't been able to really do anything since that night at the karaoke bar...Been too busy."

Syaoran licked his lips and leaned in slightly, "We've done things..."

Sakura smirked, "You know what I mean. What? Afraid that a little hand is going to grab you while you're in m – "

"Ugh!" Syaoran groaned, irritated. He threw back his head in disgust. "Are you trying to kill the mood?!"

"Sorry, sorry," Sakura giggled. When she got the giggling over with, she tugged on Syaoran's shirt and pulled him close again. She put her lips to his ear and brought his earlobe between her lips, then slowly scraped her teeth along it. She then proceeded to repeat this process of suckling his sensitive earlobe.

Syaoran closed his eyes and gave a low moan. He trailed his hands up her body toward her breasts and squeezed both of them. He heard Sakura gasp in his ear, her hot breath flowing over his warmed skin. He felt her lips leave a warm, wet kiss just below her ear as he began to kneed her breasts.

Sakura hooked her leg around his waist and pressed herself to him, earning a moan from both of them. She could feel him hardening up already. With shaking hands, she moved her hands to unbutton his button-down tee and slid it off his arms. She threw it, not giving a damn where it landed.

Syaoran pushed her shirt up so that he could move his hands along the skin of her stomach. He slid his hands along her stomach and up to her chest again. His hands slipped under her bra and made contact with the round mounds it hid. He grasped them, earning a gasp from Sakura, and ran his thumb over the tiny nubs he could feel. They immediately perked up and hardened beneath his touch.

Sakura's breathing began to grow shallow as Syaoran fondled her breasts. She ran her hands up and down his chest, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses here and there. She could feel him trembling beneath her touch, sending an aching pain downward. As if knowing what she needed, one of Syaoran's hands left her breast and went into her pants and panties. She felt his finger quickly find her clit and began to slowly circle around it. She gave a low, drawn-out groan at the pleasure and torture of his slow touch.

"Syaoran..." She groaned.

"God, Sakura," Syaoran moaned back. He slid his fingers farther down, between her slits, then back to her clit and groaned darkly in the back of his throat. He was painfully hard now, and was sure Sakura could feel him even though his jeans. "God, you're so wet already."

Sakura nodded with a small moan. Her hands, shaking, went and quickly unbuckled his belt. She pushed down his jeans and grabbed him through his boxers. She felt him stiffen and then give a long, low throaty groan. He was already rock hard.

"I need you," Sakura whispered in his ear, her voice raspy and her breathing harsh. "I need you now."

Syaoran nodded with a grunt and brought his hand out of her pants. He quickly pushed down her pants as Sakura pushed down his boxers. She grasped him again more and swirled the drop of moisture at the tip of his cock around the reddening bulge. Syaoran lowered his mouth to her nipple and brought it into his mouth, sucking hard. Sakura gasped out his name as he began to thrust into her hand.

Syaoran pulled back and crashed his lips to hers in a hungry, passion filled kiss. Sakura let go of him and threw her arms around his neck again, tugging on his hair to try and push him closer to her. His hands roamed free on her as he pressed himself against her, his cock at her entrance.

"God," he groaned into her mouth when he pulled away. Sakura pushed his mouth to hers again and the hard kiss continued. He managed to pull away for breath, rubbing himself up and down her extremely moist lower lips. "God, God, God...Sakura, now...Now..."

Sakura nodded, "Now."

Their lips crashed again as Syaoran began to inch himself into her slowly, almost painfully. He wasn't far inside her when the phone's shrilling ring split through the air, making them jump apart in surprise. Sakura pressed her back to the door, her breathing hard and uneven, as Syaoran stumbled back and tripped over the pants around his ankle, falling to the ground. They stared at each other with wide, wild eyes as the phone rang again.

Sakura cursed under her breath, earning a chuckle from Syaoran, as she stepped out of her pants and went into the living room for the phone. On the way she found Syaoran's shirt she had thrown earlier and slipped her arms into it. It covered her ass, at least, and with shaking hands she buttoned two buttons so her perky breasts weren't shown as much.

"Hello?" She picked up the phone, still breathless.

"Sakura!" Tomoyo sang happily. "Oh, so you are home! Goodie! I have a surprise for you and Syaoran."

Sakura gave an annoyed groan, which she was sure Tomoyo took no notice to. At that point, Syaoran came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Through the thin material Sakura wore, she could feel that he was wearing his jeans again though no belt, making her presume he had just pulled them on without doing them up. He rested his head on her shoulder and kissed the side of her neck. Sakura closed her eyes and brought a hand up to his head and began lighting dragging her nails through his hair. He growled playfully, making Sakura's mood lighten slightly as she stifled a giggle.

"Oh," Tomoyo said, caught off guard. Suddenly her voice became teasing. "Is this a bad time, Sakura dear?"

"Yes," Syaoran growled, hearing her through the phone. He lightly bit Sakura's shoulder, making her squeal. "You are."

"Well too bad," Tomoyo sassed back. "Your fun can wait."

Both Sakura and Syaoran sighed in annoyance. Syaoran tightened his grip on Sakura and backed them up to the couch. He sat down and pulled her down on top so she was sitting on him. Sakura swung her legs so she had both on his left side, then laid her head on his shoulder and began trailing her free hand up and down his chest, making him tremble. Syaoran returned the gesture; his hand went under the shirt she wore and began dancing up and down her side.

"So what is it, Tomoyo?" Sakura asked lazily, closing her eyes. Syaoran's touch was so soft and loving, it was comforting. She could feel him laying gentle kissed through her hair.

"You'll never guess what I got planned for you tomorrow..." Tomoyo said with excitement in her voice. She didn't wait for an answer, "I got you guys into a lamaze class!"

"What?!" Sakura screeched, her eyes flying open. She sat up quickly, earning a confused frown from Syaoran. His hand remained resting against the skin of her hip. "Why?!"

"Oh, please, Sakura," Tomoyo tisked. "Don't be so dramatic. You already knew you were going to sign up for a course anyway."

"Yeah," Sakura choked, "closer to the due date. Like when I'm five or six months along."

"Oh nonsense," Sakura could almost imagine Tomoyo waving her hand in dismissal. "Now is perfectly fine. Now, it's at 2:30 tomorrow at the Health Centre, alright? I've got a reserved spot for you and everything. Besides, since it's weekly this week is only an introduction and light class."

Sakura sighed loudly and flopped back against Syaoran. His caressing continued again. "Fine, Tomoyo. We'll be there."

Tomoyo squealed loudly. "I knew you'd do it! G'night!"

"Good night, Tomoyo," Sakura sighed and hung up. She cuddled into Syaoran and kissed his chest.

"What is it?" Syaoran asked softly.

"Tomoyo's gotten us into a lamaze class," Sakura mumbled tiredly.

"Oh?" Syaoran said, raising an eyebrow. Sakura and him had already spoken about this, but she hadn't wanted to go for a few more months. "And we're going?"

"I suppose so," Sakura sighed, closing her eyes again and soaking in his warmth. "She's signed us up and everything, so..."

Syaoran chuckled, "You sound tired, sweetie. Did I really tire you out?"

Sakura playfully slapped his chest, though it hardly made any sound at all from her lack of energy. "Shut up and stop being so cocky."

"Wow," Syaoran mused, a large smirk across his face. "And I barely touched you..."

"Shut up..." Sakura growled.

"Okay, okay," Syaoran chuckled again. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the other under her legs and stood up. She squealed and wrapped her arms around her neck, holding on tightly.

"Wh-What are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Syaoran smiled down at her as he brought them to the bedroom. He stopped at the bed, leaned down to brush his lips against her forehead, then laid her down. He pulled the blankets up around her, then sat down beside her. He trailed a finger along her face. "You're going to take a nap."

Sakura frowned, "I'm not a kid. I can stay up."

"You're tired," he said quietly, trying to soothe her. "Just take a short nap and I'll wake you when I'm done dinner. Alright?"

Sakura pursed her lips, but didn't argue. His touch was so soothing, she couldn't help it but give in. Her eyelids fluttered closed as a small sigh escaped her. "'Kay...sorry."

"What for?" Syaoran chuckled softly.

"Not finishing what we started," she mumbled, obviously drifting to sleep. "We'll finish tonight..."

Syaoran smiled, "Perhaps not tonight, babe. You're too tired."

Sakura pouted, but didn't open her eyes. Her body felt heavy with sleep. "Love you..."

Syaoran smiled and removed his hand from her face. He bent down and laid a swift kiss on the tip of her nose, "Sleep well, beautiful. I'll wake you in an hour or two."

But Sakura was far from hearing as she had already fallen asleep. He chuckled once more and left the room, closing the door behind him.

b.K.d

Sakura held Syaoran's hand as the entered the Health Centre building. She was, surprisingly, nervous about the whole thing.

They went to the reception desk and asked for the room, then went on their way down the directed hall. When they stopped in front of the door, Sakura's voice caught. Syaoran caught this and turned to her, pausing from opening the door. He squeezed her hand and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Sakura said quickly. "Just...Nervous, I suppose."

Syaoran gave her a reassuring smile, "There's nothing to be worried about. But if you don't want to..."

"No!" Sakura said. She took a deep breath and forced a smile, "I'm fine. Let's go."

Inside, there were eleven other couples. The eleven other pregnant women were at different stages, two seeming to be as far as Sakura while one seemed to be nearing her last month or two. In the front of the room stood a woman in her thirties, wearing a paint-stained tee with the Health Centre logo on it and yoga pants. She had long reddish-brown hair tied up in a lose pony-tail.

"Welcome to Lamaze 101!" The woman welcomed. "Please take a seat on the floor."

The two listened and took a seat on the opposite side of the room, by a female couple. The woman in charge smiled at her group and clasped her hands together. "Now, I thought we'd start off with introductions. I'm Kaho Mizuki. I myself don't have any children, but I am a certified professional in lamaze and child growth and development."

She turned to Sakura and Syaoran and gave a slight nod. The two blushed slightly at realizing that they'd be starting the group introductions. Syaoran stood up and helped Sakura to her feet, then both turned to face their group of peers.

"I'm Syaoran Li," Syaoran introduced. He held Sakura comfortingly around the waist. "And this is my fiancé, Sakura. We're almost a month along, and this is our first child."

The group clapped politely so the couple could sit down. Sitting down, Syaoran turned to see Sakura scarlet red. He leaned over to whisper in her ear, "You alright?"

"What must they think?" She asked, horrified. "That we're not even married yet."

"Who cares?" Syaoran asked, amused. He leaned over and brushed his lips against her cheek. "Don't let what they might think bother you."

The two women beside them stood next. The one, the pregnant one, had short brown hair and matching wide eyes, holding the innocence of a child and yet seemed very intelligent. The girl that stood beside her had light chestnut hair in two childish pigtails encased in thick red ribbons.

"I'm Rika Sasaki," the woman with short hair said quietly, looking at the ground. "I'm five months along. And this is my best friend, Chiharu Mihara."

Rika went to sit, but Chiharu stopped her. She eyed her with strong, determined eyes and turned to the rest of the group. She seemed almost angry, "And no, we're not lesbian. The bastard who impregnated her left her, so don't even think about getting the wrong idea."

Rika blushed scarlet, "Ch-Chiharu..."

"What?!" Chiharu snapped. "I'm sick of people getting the wrong idea!"

Chiharu sat down with a small 'hmph!' as the rest of the class continued to stare at her. Rika slowly sat down beside her and cast her eyes downward, embarrassed, pain-filled tears rimming her eyes.

Sakura watched Rika with sorrow-filled eyes. She felt so bad for the woman, as if she could feel her pain. She shuffled away from Syaoran and reached out for the woman. She gentle took her and and squeezed, receiving a protective glare from Chiharu and a confused, tear-filled gaze from Rika.

Sakura smiled warmly, "You're very strong, Rika. You'll be alright."

Rika's eyes widened for a moment, and then softened. She nodded with a smile, "Thank you."

Once the introductions were done, Kaho clasped her hands together and smiled to her students. "So I thought, since it's only the first week, we'd try some breathing techniques. Men, grab a pillow."

She waited until all the men – and Chiharu – got a pillow from the back wall, then continued, "Now, I want you to lean back on the pillow, but remain sitting up. Keep your knees bent and spread your legs...That's it. Now women, go between their legs and lean your back against them. Put your legs the same way as theirs and press your legs against the inside of theirs....Yes, perfect!

"Next," she continued, "men, put your hands palm-up on your knees so the woman can put their hand in yours. Women, take a deep breath....In...And out. In...And out."

Sakura closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, then exhaled just as deep. She felt Syaoran's hands wrap around hers, intwining their fingers together. They squeezed hands as she took another deep breath.

"Very good!" Kaho praised as she walked around the room.

Syaoran lowered his head to her ear and spoke in a calm yet commanding tone. "Breath in...And out. In...And out. There you go. Good girl..."

Sakura smiled and opened her mouth. She tilted her head back onto his shoulder and continued her breathing as she looked up at him. The softness and loving glaze in his eyes caught her off guard and her breath caught in her throat. His dark brown eyes were sudden so soft and warm and loving and comforting. And even though she had seen the look many times, for some reason it was different.

In the background, both could hear Kaho praising everyone and correcting some positions, but it was very faint and foggy. At that moment, it was only the two of them. It was only Sakura and Syaoran. Nothing else mattered and no one else was there. It was their own place, their own heaven.

Finally, Syaoran lowered his head and brushed his lips against hers. "I love you."

Sakura smiled and closed her eyes, trying to keep up her deep breathing. "I love you."

An hour after the class began, Sakura and Syaoran were outside with a small folder of papers about the course, walking back together to their car. On the walk back to the car, Sakura kept stealing concerned glances to Syaoran. For the remaining class after the breathing lesson, he had seemed distant or in thought.

"Poor Rika," Sakura said as they got into the car, trying to start up a conversation. "How could someone do that to a woman?"

"Yeah," Syaoran nodded in agreement.

Sakura frowned at his lack of conversation and pushed forward. "And she seems so nice...At least she has a friend like Chiharu. Together they seem like two very strong women, huh?"

"Yeah, very strong," Syaoran agreed again.

Sakura watched him for another moment, then sighed and dramatically flopped back into her seat. The remaining ride home was quiet. And when the got to their apartment, Sakura moved to go straight to their bedroom. She wanted to grab her slippers for her cold feet. But Syaoran's hand grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

"Sakura, can we, um...talk?" He asked nervously.

Sakura frowned at him, not used to him acting so nervous. Worried about him, she nodded and allowed him to lead her to the living room. He sat her on the couch and knelt in front of her, holding her small hands in his own.

"I want to do something," he said quietly, looking into her eyes, "but I want you to be okay with it and not become upset."

Sakura's heartbeat picked up, "What is it?"

"I-I want us to try and go without sex until we're married," he suggested. When he saw her eyes widen in surprise and her body stiffen, he immediately spoke up. "Not that I don't want you! I really, really do! But...I feel bad that we didn't wait for marriage. Like I took something from you. And I think we should wait so we can have a somewhat real honeymoon. I know it won't be the same as a virgin honeymoon, but it'll be special nonetheless..."

"You regret having sex with me?" She asked in a small voice.

"God no!" He said quickly, squeezing her hand. "That isn't it at all. I didn't want you to get all upset about this. I just think that it'll bring us closer together, having to go without each other until marriage. And it'll make that night just that more special."

Sakura frowned. More special..?

"Only if you want to," Syaoran added quickly, quietly. "Think it over."

He stood up and leaned down to kiss her forehead, then pulled away to go and get something to eat in the kitchen. He turned to leave when Sakura grabbed onto his hand and stopped him. When he turned back to her, she was smiling sheepishly.

"Thank you," she whispered and stood up, still holding his hand. "Honestly, I think it's a great idea. It really will make that night all that more special. But..." her eyes lit up playfully, "will you be able to hold out that long?"

Syaoran looked at her for a moment, then chuckled. "Have some faith in me, please. You'll wound my ego."

Sakura laughed softly, making Syaoran's face light up. He leaned down and crushed his lips to hers in a soft yet powerful kiss.

And the torturous two-and-a-half months began for the two. But would they be able to hold off from the sweetness of each other?

Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I got the reviews I needed for an early update all in the weekend, so here's the early update!! (That, and I was home sick today T^T so I had the time to write the chapter out ^.- lucky lucky)

Hope this had the citrus some people wanted ^.- though you've seen the ending...Who thinks they'll hold out??

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Oh....thanks to -x-Sakura Li-x- , I realized that I hadn't disabled annonymus reviews ^.^ I fixed that up. Thanks hun!!

XOX, Riva

Next Time...: No sex for nearly three months?! Well...that can't be too hard, right? Right? The wedding plans continue and Syaoran gets a call. And...Baby shopping? With Tomoyo? This can't be pretty...