Disclaimer: Cardcaptor Sakura and all of its aspects are rightfully belonged to CLAMP.
Reminder: Note the rating of this fic, which means there will be implied adult positions and (implied) lemons throughout the story. In fact, there will only be 2 lemon parts top, I don't think there should be more than that XD.
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Syaoran tiredly rolled over on his back and laid flat on the sheet. God, being with her was addicting, wonderful, and tiring as well. Sakura sure kept her promise: they were immediately engaged in a tongue battle as soon as they walked in the house.
They were snuggly lying on a single bed in the house's guest room, both panting heavily from their previous "activity." Let's leave the question to why they were in the guest room instead of their own room to your imagination.
"That was crazy. I can't remember how many times we did it." Sakura giggled breathlessly as Syaoran places a kiss on her forehead.
"It sure as hell was a great promise you made, Sakura." Syaoran kept on stroking her smooth cheek, teasing her.
"Arg, shut up." She turned crimson and hid her face in his chest, earning an amused chuckle from Syaoran.
As if waking up from the embarrassment, Sakura sprang away from his embrace and clasped her hand over her mouth.
"Hoeeeeee! I completely forgot!" Sakura jumped off the bed, pulling a confused Syaoran with her.
"Get off! Get off! I have to change the bed sheets and clean the room."
"Mou, what's so important?" Syaoran sulked, feeling left out.
"Ah..um..I forgot to tell you…Touya's coming to stay this evening." Sakura covered her ears, preparing for an "explosion" from her husband. She knew it was her fault that she forgot to tell him about this "important matter."
"No screaming?" Sakura thought. Instead, she received a muted Syaoran with a horrified expression; she could have sworn his mouth almost touched the ground.
And then it came. "What the hell! Why does he want to stay here? How does he know he's even wanted here?" Syaoran practically threw a fit at an imaginary Touya.
"It'll only be for several days. Besides, there's nothing to be scared of." Sakura put in soft, comforting words.
"Who says I'm scared of him? I just don't like it since he never wanted us to be together in the first place." Syaoran pouted a bit, defending his "manliness."
"He just got a new job, and he needs to stay with us until his old boss move his file to the new company. It's pretty far to drive back and forth between the two places." Sakura explained.
"Alright, fine. But I'm expecting some forms of award for this." Syaoran wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, moving his eyes to her, then to the messy-looking bed.
"Oh..geez, why did I marry such a horny freak?" Sakura rolled her eyes, playfully pushed him away to gather the pile of clothes on the floor.
"Aw, come on, I know that you like that characteristic of mine the most." Syaoran winked at her, letting his eyes leisurely follow her un-hidden curves.
"Yeah..yeah..Mr. Perfect. We need to get cleaning right away after the mess we made." Sakura blushed a bit as her eyes wandered to the un-made bed – the one that Touya's going to be sleeping on tonight. "Oh boy, this week's gonna be tough."
"Damn, who keeps on talking about me?" Touya let out a series of "Achoo's", making the taxi driver pressed on the gas pedal to reach the damn address faster, without the fear of being near to a possible deadly, contagious disease.
"Uh, sir. This is the place." The taxi driver used a tissue to take the money Touya offered, earning a sneer and a mocking smirk from the tall man.
"Gosh. This man must be the cleanest male alive." Touya snickered at the sight of the driver carefully wrapped up the money and place it in a small box.
"The brat's not bad. The house seems decent enough." Touya glanced up to an open window, almost immediately scowled at the sound of female laughter.
"Stop it, Syaoran. Touya's gonna be here any minute." Touya heard Sakura's voice, drowning in her own giggles. He can just imagine that brat harassing her right now, and she seemed to be enjoying it – Arg, that kaijuu.
Touya stomped his way to the front porch and pressed the button continuously, alerting the couple by a shrieking, high-pitched sound of the bell.
"Oh god. I thought the bell sounded nice when we first bought it." Sakura complained, skipping the stair steps to run forward the front door. Syaoran followed behind, hand dragged by Sakura.
"Hi, onni-chan." Sakura smiled, giggling already at the sight of an annoyed-looking Touya.
"You better behave kaijuu. I'm staying for the week." Touya bluntly declared as he emerged into another staring contest with Syaoran.
Sakura broke off the intense staring by stomping on Touya's foot, yelling her usual statement of "Sakura no kaijuu!"
"Ouch. Once a kaijuu, always a kaijuu." Touya snickered at his little sister's fuming face. "And, yeah. Thanks for the welcoming face, gaki." Touya mocked a very uncomfortable-looking Syaoran.
"You're very welcome, brother-in-law." Syaoran smirked at his great defense statement, showing Touya's horrified expression in remembering his sister's marriage to the Chinese brat.
"Whatever. Where's my room?" Touya made his way upstairs quickly, with Sakura and Syaoran right behind.
"Well, the room's not bad looking. I like the color and the…" Touya actually felt contented, but his face gloomed again at the mocking object on the floor. Touya's eyes began to twitch, one at a time. Sakura would find that very amusing, but her eyes followed up to see Touya's source of discomfort, and blushed deeply.
Near the opening under the bed, a used packet of ahem condom was staring at all of them. Syaoran made a quick dove and snatched it away from view, throwing a three-pointer shot to make it land safely in the small trash can.
Touya obviously let out a small growl, thinking of what was happening just before he got here. Sakura emitted an embarrass chuckle, and tried to help her brother arrange the closet. Syaoran all the time found the incident quite amusing. He decided to mark it memorable event of the week after witnessing a clear view of Touya's interesting expression.
"Ok. It's all set. You can check out the rest of the house now." Sakura nervously interrupted the silent moment and tugged Touya's hand, almost forcing him out of the room.
"Well, Sakura dear. Why don't we show him our bedroom?" Syaoran added a hint of naughty expression on his face, putting more "salt" into Touya's "wound." Not that he was a mean person, but it was such a good opportunity for him to overturn the ongoing "battle" with Touya.
"Good then. Can't wait." Touya mumbled unenthusiastically.
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I'm really sorry for the late update . I actually intended to update only 1 week late to make the chapter longer, but both intentions failed miserably T.T. There're so many things going on right now, so I have to plan out time carefully, so again - I will try to write longer and update more frequently ).
Your reviews are much needed! I didn't emphasize on this earlier, but now I really need more suggestions and inspiration, since I planned to write this story as sort of a series of one-shots, all tied together with a plot. The ideas don't all come easily, so if any of you have great ideas, feel free to inform me :D.
Reviews plz :).