HAHA! I bet you never thought you'd see ME again! Well, not here, anyway. :P But here I am, with the final chapter of Something of Yours! Yes, I said FINAL CHAPTER! Can you believe it? After two years, I'm finally finishing it! XD I don't know about you, but I never thought this day would come. I hope you enjoy this chapter; a lot of stuff in here is what you've been waiting for.

But before we continue, first let me offer an apology. I've been hella busy lately, and at the moment I'm in the middle of my exams (they finish on Thursday, thank God). I'm finally graduated from high school, so I'll have a little more time, until I get a job. I'm not making any promises though.

I've also gotten caught up in an MMORPG, too, so there's another excuse. Also, there has been little to no inspiration for this story, so I've kinda left it. But never mind! We're here now and that's all there is to it!

Again, I hope you enjoy the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor or anything associated with it. All rights to Card Captor Sakura and affiliated products belong to CLAMP and the other proper entities.

Summary: A secret fling with the school nerd was all that it was supposed to be. Sakura's deepest, darkest fear is that it'll be revealed. Little does she know... its already too late; it'll eventually have to be revealed in the most public fashion possible.

Rating: M

Pairings: SxS ExT

Genre: Drama/Romance

Something of Yours

Chapter Twenty

Yelan rooted around her husbands study on Saturday evening; he had declared that he would be out. Much to her shame, she felt that her husband would not simply cease any harmful plans that he had dreamt up while her son and the mother of his child were in hiding – if anything, the wait would only make him more prone to unnecessary violence when they eventually surfaced.

A small cry of triumph escaped Yelan's lips as she found a small stack of manila folders with the words 'SOLUTION' scrawled across them in blotchy red pen. Flicking through the contents, her eyes widened at the sheer brutality that was in store for her almost-daughter-in-law. Pale as a sheet, Yelan tucked the folders under her arm, racing from the study and toward the garage.

Sunday morning was strange, Syaoran decided.

Sakura had been all smiles since the instant she woke up. He did not miss the small tune that she hummed to herself, nor the fact that she kissed him on the cheek when he came down for breakfast. She appeared to be walking on air; even the way she cooed to her stomach – as she'd taken to doing a lot recently – seemed infinitely more tender than any other time she'd engaged in the act.

So lost in these musings was he that he didn't even notice the phone ringing, or the fact that Sakura had shuffled off to answer it. Only her squeal of shocked delight woke him from his thoughts; he rocketed to his feet and into the hallway – Sakura already had the handset held out to him, her eyes alight with happiness and relief. Wondering what got her so excited, he hesitantly took the phone from her, pressing it to his ear.

His eyes never left hers. "Hello?"

"Syaoran?" His mother's voice was breathless, and a little choked up. "Syaoran, I have great news!"

He was perplexed at the tone of his mother's voice, the expression on Sakura's face. "What is it?" He asked warily. Sakura's eyes grew wider.

"I was going through your father's files last night." Yelan started out slowly. Syaoran was immediately set on edge at the mention of his father. "Syaoran, I found his plans; I took them to the police. They raided the house – Syaoran, they found records of every single thing that he's ever been involved with!" The exhilaration in her voice reached its peak. "Syaoran, its safe now! Osamu has been captured, your father has been arrested! You and Sakura can come out of hiding!"

Syaoran let the phone slip out of his fingers in his shock. Sakura, seeing the slip, caught it, pressing the earpiece to her ear. He barely heard the excited conversation that the two women held, preferring to stare off into space. It was… it was really over? Really and truly finished? For good?

He came back to himself as Sakura put the phone back onto the receiver. Letting out a whoop of triumph, he crushed Sakura to him tightly, ever mindful of the child inside her. A few tears leaked their way past her eyes as she joined him in celebrating their safety.

The plane-ride from England to Hong Kong was perhaps one of the most irritating things that Tomoyo had ever endured. They'd received the good news of Mr Li's arrest a few weeks previously, along with the notice of Sakura and Syaoran's relocation to the main Li house; Tomoyo was confused as to why Sakura didn't demand that she return to her father in Tomoeda, but at that point she really didn't care.

She fidgeted in her seat, eager to be off the plane and with her favourite cousin. Eriol, noting her agitation, gently rested his hand on hers. "Patience love; we'll be there soon."

She smiled brightly, intertwining their fingers and resting her head on his shoulders. "I know."

Sakura sat in the gardens, toying with the wildflowers that grew untamed in small clusters. Her mind was clearly elsewhere as Tomoyo approached her from behind – after their reunion the previous night, Sakura had seemed to be drifting further and further away from the new arrivals, retreating into her shell. It was only when Tomoyo took a seat next to her that Sakura turned to look at her with a smile and a small "hey".

"Hey yourself." Tomoyo joined her cousin in starting off into space. "You're at thirty-nine weeks, right? So, how long until we head home?"

Sakura glanced at her, puzzled. "'Home'?"

"Y'know…" Tomoyo fiddled with the hem of her shirt, "back to Tomoeda?"

Sakura's attention returned to the space in front of her, the wheels inside her head turning over the thought of 'home'. It took so long for her to answer that Tomoyo was almost going to nudge her; her elbow was still in mid-air when Sakura finally spoke. "I don't know when you're going back, but I don't think I will. Not for a while, at least."

Tomoyo almost fell off the seat in shock, staring at the other woman slack-jawed. "I thought you'd be dying to go home!" Sakura merely shook her head in answer, prompting Tomoyo's eyes to bug. "Why? What changed?"

Sakura frowned, her attention not appearing to be on the present. Her eyes were clouded over, clearly lost in her memories as she thought of how to answer her best friend. "You… you didn't live with him for all that time, 'Moyo-chan." Her voice was soft, tender as she contemplated her bloated abdomen. "He… it wasn't like I expected it to be. I mean… I thought I'd be mad at him, for getting me into this mess, but that's… that's not how it happened, y'know?" She took a deep breath. "Ever since we went into hiding… it's been almost… almost like we were a married couple. I saw a side of him that I'd never seen before. Tomoyo…" she regarded the dark-haired woman with wide eyes, unable to finish her thoughts.

"…you love him." Tomoyo said through a constricted throat. Sakura nodded.

"And he loves me."

This time, Tomoyo did fall off the seat in her shock. Picking herself up, she stared at Sakura, her thoughts in a flurry. "When did he tell you that?!"

"About a week ago," Sakura bit her lip, "but he didn't mean for me to hear it. He thought I was asleep." Her face twisted in pain as a pre-labour contraction wracked her. She'd been having them on and off for a few hours now, but she didn't tell anyone; she was afraid of a false alarm.

Tomoyo ignored the flash of pain on her face, knowing that Sakura would speak up if something were really bothering her. "But now he knows that you know, right?" Tomoyo asked eagerly, infinitely happy for her best friend; this was the best outcome that she could have hoped for. Her face fell when Sakura shook her head. "Why not?!"

Sakura's face pained. "I just… I can't tell him." Her voice was barely more than a whisper. "Not knowing that when the baby comes, I'll have to go back to Japan and we'll only see each other when we pass her along for vacations and stuff…"

"It doesn't have to be that way." Tomoyo reminded her gently. "You can stay here, you know. Live with him. Marry him, even."

Sakura gave a bark, which may have been a laugh if her voice wasn't so thick with tears. "In what lifetime?"

Tomoyo sighed as she pulled Sakura's head to her shoulder, resting her head atop the smaller girl's. Inwardly shaking her head at her best friend's pessimism, Tomoyo simply held the girl while a few tears leaked out past her lids.

"You're getting sloppy, boy!"

Syaoran grunted as Eriol took another swing at him, this time managing to catch it as his coach shouted at him from the sidelines. "You wanna be mincemeat by the time I get back in the ring?!" He indicated his broken arm. "I bet I could take you down now, handicapped! Get your attention back here, Li!"

Throwing a glare at the older man, Syaoran disgustedly pushed Eriol away from himself and stepped out of the gym and into the locker room. He barely heard his coach's shouting at him to come back as Eriol entered behind him, reaching for his own towel as Syaoran threw one around his neck. "He always like that?"

"Only ever since he was born." Syaoran scowled, taking a swig from his water bottle.

"He has a point though." Eriol raised his hands as Syaoran turned a glare on him. "You attention was elsewhere. What were you thinking about?"

"None of your business, Hiiragizawa."

"So it was Sakura."

"I said 'none of your business'!"

"Geez, you're in a bad mood." Eriol shook his head. "I take it you haven't told her how you feel yet?"

"Shut up Hiiragizawa, before I hit you without the gloves!"

Eriol just shook his head. "Man, you're wasting your time. Eventually she's going to go back to Japan, you know. And she'll probably take the baby with her." He studiously ignored Syaoran's glare. "Now, I know you're not stupid enough not to have thought of that, but I'm just letting you know that it might be sooner than you think. Tomoyo and I, well… we talk. You know Sakura's hurting, right? Tomoyo gave me a call about a half hour ago. She's real upset, Syaoran. You should talk to her."

Syaoran was so livid that he couldn't speak. He simply grabbed his back and stormed out of the change room, and out of the gym. Eriol stared after him, shaking his head.

Sakura smiled at Syaoran that night as he walked in the door. Her stomach was doing flips, not the least because of the baby that was moving around inside her; her talk with Tomoyo earlier had really put some things into perspective – she'd put this off for too long, and now it was time for everything to come out. Hopefully everything would go well.

"How was your day?" She asked, a little intimidated by his absentminded glare. She was proud of herself, though; she'd managed not to stutter. Her face, though, turned down as she received no answer. "Did you have a good time at the gym?"

"I guess." Was the rather rude answer that she received.

Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to continue. "Everyone's gone out for dinner, so it's just the two of us here tonight." She offered, her heart plummeting when he didn't so much as grunt in response. Maybe she'd been dreaming when she heard him say that he loved her? It certainly seemed so now. "Um, excuse me." Her voice was thick as she managed to wrestle her way to her feet, and was in the middle of quickly shuffling out of the room when Syaoran caught her wrist.

"Don't go." His voice was softer, his expression less antagonistic. He bit his lip at the sight of the tears that rimmed Sakura's eyes, feeling horrible for having put them here. "I'm sorry." He stepped a bit closer, a little hurt when she stepped back. "Sakura? What's wrong?"

"N-nothing." She viciously scrubbed at her eyes, removing the tears before they spilled over. "I have to go."

"Sakura…" his grip tightened on her wrist, "I'm sorry. I've just had a rough day. I didn't mean to take it out on you." He gave her a crooked grin. "Forgive me?"

Sakura giggled as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, sighing in content as he wrapped his arms around her in turn. He almost fainted as she whispered six quiet words that shook his world.

"You know I love you, right?"

He was speechless. After a minute, Sakura managed to overcome her nerves and look up at him, her chest constricting at the look on his face. Suddenly, before she could manage to utter a sound, he used his hand to tilt her jaw up, and gently planted his lips on hers in a sweet kiss. "I didn't, but I do now." He grinned. "And I love you too." He kissed her again.

Sakura managed to give a small giggle as he kissed her nose, before giving a sharp gasp as the muscles around her stomach tightened. "Sakura? What's wrong?" Syaoran almost demanded, seeing the pain twisting in her face.

"I've been having contractions all day." Sakura managed to whimper through the pain. "Syaoran, I think the baby's coming!"

It's the final chapter, and I've left it at a cliffy! HOW CAN THIS BE?!

Never fear, there will be an epilogue, and we'll find out how SxS handle their new roles as parents. :D It'll only be short, but that's that. :P

Until next time!