‡ †Moon Sight: Bloody Kisses† ‡

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Sakura refused to get out of her bed. She couldn't believe that her cousin had accepted an invitation to a dinner party from a vampire. Did she even consider how much danger there would be? It was a vampire dinner. They would probably make them drink blood or something else. She really couldn't believe this. It was like she was in the Dracula story only worse. Sadly Suki had approved, what in the world was wrong with her guardian? Kero apparently didn't even comment on the matter so Tomoyo took that as a yes. Why was everyone suddenly being so unreasonable?

But there was no escaping the situation. It didn't matter because if Suki approved they were going whether Sakura liked it or not. So after a lot of convincing Tomoyo had dragged her out of bed. Sakura kicked her out of her room while she had gotten dressed and Suki had driven them to the nearest mall complex. So now Sakura stood in a moderately expensive shop shopping for a new dresses for her date with doom. What was becoming of her life?

"What about this Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo asked taking up a dress from the rack. It was light purple. Onyx stones glittered around the waist forming a band, then the dress flowed in folds until it touched the floor. Tomoyo's eyes glittered with excitement, that was the dress she wanted.

"Matches you perfectly, Momo." Sakura responded once again. It had been the twentieth dress she had said it to. But this time Tomoyo nodded in approval.

"Same thing I thought. Its so beautiful. Don't you think Suki?" Tomoyo asked her guardian. The woman glanced at Tomoyo then at the dress. She preferred her picking out something that was more modest but the way Tomoyo was looking at her made her bite her tongue.

"If that's what makes you happy, dear." She responded.

Kero was by the cash register charming the girl working there. He had recognized her from his school. He needed something to preoccupy him in the store. She was such an easy target. In less than five minutes he already had her blushing and giggling like a little girl. When Tomoyo and Sakura came with Suki he stopped flirting to look at the dress his sister had chosen.

"Momo too much cleavage." He said examining the dress. "Pick something else." Then he turned back to the girl.

"Move Kero, I like it so I'm getting it. Why do you care what I wear anyways?" Tomoyo scowled crossing her arms at him. She glared at the girl behind the counter.

"Hey don't be jealous just 'cause I'm talking with Kiki." He glanced back at his sister and sighed. How did you like that? She could flirt with guys left and right but the minute a girl got close to him she was ready to rip there tiny little throats out.

"I don't care!" She shouted not moving her gaze from Kiki. Her glare had intensified seven fold. Tomoyo was strangely the jealous type even though she didn't look like it. She loved her brother to death and refused to let any other girl have him. Just like what he did with her. Ironic.

"Oh pipe down Momo." He grumbled. "Its just harmless fun, get a grip will you?" Kiki finally backed off.

"Well sorry, I didn't know you had a girlfriend. Let me ring up that dress for you okay?" Kiki said trying to be polite. But Tomoyo was too preoccupied with her brother.

"Don't talk to me like that!" She retorted.

"She's not my girlfriend just my pesky little sister. I was just having fun, your so uptight damn it."

That did it. Before Sakura had a chance to get between them Kero had said something too mean for Tomoyo to handle. As if realizing his mistake he was about to go apologize when Tomoyo threw the dress she had at him. Screamed something incoherent at him and walked out of the store.

"Kero-chan." Sakura wined shoving him with her hand. "You know how Momo is. Why did you make her cry?" She asked handing the dress to Suki. Suki went up to the register to pay for it.

"I didn't do it on purpose, she was being annoying." He replied his face red and eyes guilty. It wasn't that, he was just angry at his sister for accepting a vampire's invitation. He hated those things from the bottom of his soul. Why couldn't she understand that?

"That wasn't nice Kero. You should go apologize."

Kero sighed deeply and went after his sister. From the way they were acting someone would have thought that they were twins. But that wasn't the case. Tomoyo just loved her brother and didn't want him to get hurt by humans. Kero knew better than to go fall in love with them so she didn't have to worry but she did anyways. It was just her nature. He found her sitting on a bench sipping a smoothie. Her eyes were red and she scowled at the floor. He came up to her and apologized for being so mean. Then she apologized for being so irrational. Sakura and Suki watched them from a little ways away. They were so sweet. Sakura thought in her mind. She really wished that she had a brother too.

When they had made up Suki and Kero went to buy a couple more things alone. Sakura and Tomoyo stayed together and shared the smoothie Tomoyo bought.

"Ne, Momo? Sakura asked sipping some of the cold drink.

"Hmm?" She replied staring down at the bag. Kero had brought her the dress she had wanted and a pink dress that was naturally for Sakura.

"Is this really just a dinner?" Sakura finally said. It had been begging her through out their whole shopping expedition. The dresses were all to extravagant for just a formal dinner. Tomoyo gave her a side ways glanced and giggled. Sakura did not find it funny.

"So you finally caught on." She said still staring down at the shopping bag. Her attention was caught by the white lining of Sakura's dress. "Hiragizawa-kun told me that its a dinner party for his brother. Its his birthday today."

"Oh god Momo!" Sakura exclaimed. Her cousin was just too exhausting. "Why would you accept this invitation anyways? Don't you know we are enemies with them?" She had, had it with this nonsense. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Was Tomoyo's simple reply. Sakura stared at her in astonishment. "I understand how you feel, I don't like Li that much either you know. But Hiragizawa-kun is a different matter entirely. Plus, there is something I'm curious about."

"Curious about what? Why they haven't killed us yet?" Sakura sarcastically remarked but she paid her no mind.

"I'm not going to dignify that with a response, Sakura." Tomoyo said calmly. Sakura sighed in exasperation.

"So what then? What is so interesting that we have to go to his birthday party?" She asked. When Tomoyo was like this she could never understand exactly what was going through her head.

"I'll tell you when its confirmed." Was all she said. Sakura gave up on the subject. She snatched the smoothie from Tomoyo and began drinking its contents aggressively. Tomoyo watched her in amusement. Only mere seconds later she received a major brain freeze. Tears accumulated at the sides of her eyes. Tomoyo only patted her head gently, not knowing what else to do but laugh.

Suki came back with Kero and a couple more shopping bags. They made Kero carry all of what they had bought and went back to the car. Suki glanced in the rear view window to see if everyone was settled then started the car and headed home. Kero unloaded the things from the car put them in the living room. Then began unpacking things that were bought especially for the house. He came across the dresses Suki had bought for the girls and shook his head. He still couldn't comprehend why they needed new dress. Almost every month they bought cloths some weren't even used yet. So why did they needed more if they already had?

"I still don't understand the point of shopping if you two have perfectly good dresses in your closets already." He finally said placing new kitchen utensils in a drawer. Tomoyo was on the other side of the kitchen putting cookies in a jar and reaching into the cupboards to make more room for canned goods.

"I told you already," She said stretch her body so she could reach the boards, but it could only go so far. Kero came over and lifted her up by her torso so she could place everything inside. "A formal dinner birthday party calls for new dresses." She replied annoyed that she had to repeat herself a third time.

Kero hoisted her down back on her feet and scowled deeply, "I think its just to impress the blue eyed vampire more than anything."

Tomoyo blushed pink and shoved Kero into the refrigerator, "Shut it! I ain't in no love with no fircken' vamp so don't you come pointin' that stubby finger of yours to me!" She said when in all actuality she was the one pointing at him.

Kero stared up at his blushing sisters face. She didn't even realize that she liked the vampire more than just a friend. His bright yellow eyes glowered at her. He hated that vampire with all that was in his being. Why wouldn't they just stay away from his family? Everything had been perfectly fine until those two had showed up. His sister never acted unreasonable or idiotic. Her face never glowed this much as if illuminated from the inside. She had never defended any boys aside from him.

She turned away from him and went to unpack more things. Kero rushed to his feet. He pulled her arm jerking her back to him. They both crashed to the floor with a thud. Tomoyo's head laid on her brothers chest and his arms practically encircled her body. She tried to push him away but he tightened his arms ever so slightly. He wouldn't allow it.

"Kero let me go!" She pleaded trying to shove him once more. But it was no use.

He turned his body to the side putting both of them on the white tiled floor. He buried his face in her dark locks. She tried to look up at him but her view was obstructed by his chin.

"Kero?" She asked. She had stopped trying to get away from him. "Kero, what's wrong?"

He didn't respond to her. For a few minutes they stayed in silence. Then he let her go. With on arm he helped her sit up. He moved away from her and sat with his back to the bottom cupboards. Tomoyo looked sadly at her brother. Why wouldn't he tell her what was wrong? She decided to sit beside him. His had rested on the tiled floor and she placed her hand on top of his. He turned to over then interlaced his fingers with her own. Tomoyo rested her head on his broad shoulder and closed her eyes.

"Kero..." She whispered doing her best to sooth him.

A calm air settled over the siblings. She envisioned them on a beach in the morning. Where there was no people and no animals making a ruckus. It was serene there. The waves crashed softly on the sandy shore. Its white foam lingered momentarily on the millions of grains of sand. Then they sizzled, disappearing without a trace. The sea was calm and glazed over with the glare of the rising sun. The wind rustled the sand stirring it around them. Her and Kero sat there with no worries. Both had there eyes closed trying there best to be apart of the beach. Her hair lazily wrapped itself around both of them.

Tomoyo was just as gifted as her brother. Although unlike her brother she could not shift from being a half-breed to being a full fledged vampire. She was sensitive to emotions and moods. Because of that she could control and manipulate them at will. Sometimes although it wasn't as matured she could feel what others were feeling only through touch. But that only worked when it wanted to and at the most inconvenient times. Like now, she really wanted to know what her brother was feeling but she couldn't. But being able to manipulate emotions and moods she could calm even the wildest beast or make a passive animal angry and willing to tear your throat out. All she had to do was visualize the most calming scene or the most bloodthirsty one. It was as simple as thinking to her.

"Kero, what's wrong?" She asked once more.

Kero opened his eyes slowly. He was disappointed to see he was in the kitchen instead of that serene beach. His eyes had glazed over and looked white instead of yellow. He adored his sister for such a gift.

"You can be so cruel, Momo." He whispered holding her hand tighter. She glanced at him.

"What are you talking about, onii-chan?" She asked. She didn't usually call him that. It was only when they were alone, almost completely secluded from the world. That was when they were at their happiest. That was the only time she would ever call him by that title.

"I wish we could really go to where you showed me. I wish we could stay there and get away from all of this."

"Onii-chan?"

"Stop being so cruel to me, Momo, please I've had enough. I'll do anything just stay here with me." He pleaded. A lonely hole was growing inside of him. A hole that no one else could fill but his sister. He didn't want to let her go.

"What are you talking about?" She asked. Kero stared at her his nearly white eyes filled with held back tears. Tomoyo's eyes widened. Surprised rocked her system. Her brother had never once cried since she could remember. But as his tears were being held back, she herself wanted to break into tears as well. "What's hurting you so much, onii-chan?" She asked begging him to tell her.

"Hirgaizawa." He finally said. Tomoyo's breathing stopped. She couldn't believe what she just heard.

"Why is Hiragizawa-kun hurting you? 'Nii-chan, I don't understand what your saying."

Kero shook his head and let go of her hand. She tried to reach for it again He took his hand away.

"Wait, Kero!" She said desperately trying to touch him again.

He leaned on the counter glaring down at the tiled floor in resentment.

"Tomoyo, you don't even realize what's happening." He said shifting his gaze from the floor to his sister. Her wide innocent amethyst eyes stared up at him betraying her confusion. Kero sighed. His sister was so hopeless. He loved her to death but she was just hopeless. He closed his eyes and relaxed himself. He took deep easy clean breaths. Then reopened his eyes. His sisters expression remained unchanged. "You'll realize it soon enough. Come on, lets get you ready for that party." He said nonchalantly offering her his hand. She gratefully accepted it.

Tomoyo was rushed upstairs by her brother to go get dressed. He offered to finish packing all the groceries so she wouldn't get in trouble with Suki. She didn't even have time to accept because the next thing she knew Kero was nudging her to her room. She reluctantly accepted. She stood in front of her door like a piece of stone. Then suddenly she turned her body to the direction of Sakura's room. She softly knocked on the door. In all reality she honestly didn't want Sakura to open the door. She couldn't exactly wrap her head around what had just transpired between her and her brother and she certainly didn't understand what Hiragizawa had to do with anything.

"Come in," Sakura responded. Her voice sounded far away.

Tomoyo opened the door and walked into her cousins room. A light pink coat of paint decorated her wall. On the center of the ceiling hung a makeshift chandelier light. By her window were about ten stuffed animals, ranging from bears to a little girl with a cape that Suki had sewed for her. Beside the stuffed toys was a white beanie bag chair with a small round table beside it. Near the door facing north was a metal vanity and a chair. At the back of the room was Sakura's bed littered with more stuffed toys, alarm clocks and notepads. Incidentally on the wall where the bed was were nature sketches from many angels. Amazingly Sakura loved to draw. But of late there weren't any new drawings. She usually changed them every week with a new theme in mind. For the past month the same sketches were hung up. Her notepads laid closed on the bed. She even went as far as trying to hide them with the toys. Sakura was seated around them staring down at one of the closed pads, a pencil in her mouth. She chewed fiercely on it without taking her eyes from the pad.

"Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo asked coming closer to her. Sakura didn't respond. "Sakura?" She shouted making Sakura jump out of her battle with the pad.

"Yeah? Wait what are you doing in here? Did you even knock the door?" Sakura ranted her eyebrows knitted together in mock anger.

"You let me in," Tomoyo simply reminded her. "What are you doing?" She asked glancing down at the pad surrounded by many other pads and stuffed toys.

"Nothing, I'm about to get dressed." Sakura said snatching the pad from the bed and stuffing it under her pillow.

"Hm." Tomoyo's followed the pad as it disappeared under the pillow. "What's in the pad?"

"Nothing! Just let me get dressed." She said doing her best to hid it even deeper under the pillow.

"Hmmmm" Tomoyo had an interesting expression on her face.

Sakura twitched uneasily as she wriggled her body in front of the pillow. A bright red blush coated her cheeks as she shoved the pad to the end of the bed. She looked up at Tomoyo her eyes swaying with emotion and her mouth set in a small frown. Tomoyo almost gave a squeal of delight. Her cousin was just too cute.

"Ne, Momo, just let me get dressed 'kay?" She asked.

"Oh, I can't say no to a face like that..." Tomoyo murmured under her breath. She shook her head and gave her cousin a happy smile. "Alright at least let me brush your hair."

Sakura nodded in agreement. She went to her vanity chair and sat down. Tomoyo picked up a clear crystal brush with black thistles from the table. She turned it over and over in her hands admiring it. Sakura may not have known but the brush was a heirloom from her mother. But Sakura had no memories of her. Tomoyo sadly thought in her mind. Then she began gently brushing her cousins short honey brown locks. Sakura stared at herself in the mirror in front of her. Her large emerald eyes stared right back at her. The world around her was an empty black space. Tomoyo was no longer there either. She was alone sitting on the chair with the mirror still staring back at her. Beside her something began to materialize. Her eyes shifted ever so slightly to it. Then she saw him. Li Syaoran stood beside her a sweet smile on his features that usually would have never graced his lips. He bowed to her then held out his hand. She accepted it and he hoisted her up to stand. Without realizing it she had allowed him to dance with her in the light of the darkness that was currently engulfing them. He held her ever so gently as if she was made out of glass. He handled her with ease and grace that would have normally brought any girl to tears. But Sakura only stared up at his serene face in confusion. His eyes were gentle when they touched her face and his smile became warmer after a few more minutes. He gently laid her head on his chest holding the back of her head kindly. She had no complaints.

"You look beautiful, Sakura." He whispered into the darkness around them. Her heart skipped. To get it back on track she closed her eyes and took even breaths. But no doubt her cheeks were burning.

Then they were no longer dancing. She was wrapped in his arms like the night before. His head was on her shoulder and he breathed through his nose the scent of his blood circulating through her neck. She closed her eyes remembering the details of that night. He was a baby once again in her arms.

"Why are you brighter than the rest? Your blood, half human, half vampire, drives me insane with want." He caressed her neck with one of his hands. She had stopped stoking his hair. She slowly opened her eyes and found herself back in the room with Tomoyo.

She stared back at herself in the mirror. Tomoyo still brushed her hair as if nothing at all had taken place. Sakura glared at herself.

"Damn it, Li." She breathed under her breath.

Tomoyo's brushing stopped. She stared down at Sakura's head with remorse and regret. Hearing what she had just said convinced her that last night was not something she should just brush off. More happened between her cousin and that vampire than she knew.

"S-Sakura-chan..." She whispered her voice shaking.

In the mirror Sakura look at Tomoyo. Her eyes widened and she immediately turned around in her chair. Tomoyo was crying. Her head was bent as tears rolled down her cheeks like raindrops. Her body shook and she clutched the crystal brush in her hand.

"Momo? Hey Momo stop crying." She said trying to sooth her cousin. She embraced her gently. Patting her head trying to get her to stop. "Come on, what's wrong?" She asked.

Tomoyo hugged her back with all the strength she had. Sobs rocked her body and sent tremors through Sakura. Her eyes were shut tight as the tears forced their way through the cracks under her eyelids.

"I'm sorry!" She said clutching onto Sakura. Sakura looked down at her wearily.

"Sorry about what?" She asked.

"About the party! I shouldn't have left you alone. I know that and I'm sorry. Your not hurt or anything but I don't know for sure that nothing happened. Hiragizawa-kun said you were alright but...but..." She rambled on. Trying to explain herself in a way that Sakura could understand and forgive her. When Sakura finally did understand she smiled. She continued to pat her head until she was able to stop.

"I'm glad he contacted you." Sakura said. She held her cousin at arms length and showed her the relieved smile she wore. "No, I wasn't fine last night during the party. I was in danger but Li-kun saved me." Tomoyo's eye brows arched and her eyes filled with more guilt. "But its my fault for leaving on my own. I'm safe because of Li-kun and I'm grateful that you worried so much about me. But Momo don't hold these things up for so long, it hurts you more than anything else."

"Sakura-chan." Tomoyo said her voice still wobbly. "I'm also sorry about-" Sakura put a finger to her lips. Tomoyo stared at her pleading her to let her finish. But Sakura only shook her head and smiled.

"Don't apologize, You accepted the invitation because you wanted to thank him didn't you?" She said. Tomoyo looked down at the floor ashamed that her little cousin could read her so easily. "See, I know you better than you think." She said with a light laugh. But then her eyes turned dark as her thoughts shifted to her own heart. "But as for myself," She whispered thinking of the fantasy she had just thought about a few moments ago. "I don't think I know who I am anymore."

"What do you mean?" Tomoyo asked looking at her sheepishly. Sakura gave her a weary look and her smile died down.

"I can't understand why I care so much of what any vampire thinks of me, especially him." She let go of her cousin and went back to sit down in front of the vanity. Tomoyo wrapped her arms around Sakura's shoulders behind the chair. She laid her head on her shoulder and squeezed her lightly. Sakura placed a hand on one of Tomoyo's arms a rubbed it smoothly.

"That makes both of us, then." She whispered so no one else in the house would hear. "Let's hope we can find our answers soon."

Sakura only nodded in agreement.

Syaoran's Point Of View

My fingers did not want to stop moving. It was their moment of ecstasy that rarely came. They continued as if against my will to glide over the white and black keys. The grand piano at the side of the hall emitted the most beautiful sound it was mesmerizing. I allowed my eyes to open half way just to peer at the sheer whiteness of the keys. Ironically I could not hear a thing of the music I knew that was cascading out of the strings like a waterfall. I heard nothing. Not with this endless chatter behind me.

"He's so talented!" One female vampire said. She was directly behind me looking over my shoulders at the piano keys.

"Yes, yes, I haven't seen a single vampire master a human instrument in this way." This voice was a mans. His abbreviation of words annoyed me. After years and years of glorious worship of the art of words and literature, in this modern day it was reduced to abbreviation only because they were too lazy to say what they want in the beautiful language that was given to us. Disgusting.

I finally stopped playing. No one but the two gossipers behind me noticed. The rest of the symphony behind me continued their music with interruption. With an irritated sigh a went to the center of the ball room. There was an elevated platform. A white silk love seat stood proudly on it. On the handles were two blood red satin silk coverings added for elegance. There I took my seat. I crossed my legs as should a male vampire do when finally seated at a formal event. But my eyes remained closed. I knew where each and every vampire was because of the light they emitted, there was no need to strain my eyes.

I allowed myself to completely disconnect with the reality that was before me. Of course that was nearly impossible. It was almost mandatory that I interact with all these vampires. As if my brother wasn't enough to deal with. The fool had invited those half breeds to come to this festivity that was solely for pure bloods. What was that fool thinking? The youngest of the half breeds, Kinomoto, was weak beyond comparison. Coming here would only cause trouble for me.

I could sense her. Only just a notion of that pure white light behind my eyelids told me she had finally arrived. I could no longer keep my eyes closed. I allowed them to open half way but of course there was no sight of her. She was still outside. The scene before me was what humans would call happy. Hundreds of vampires, male and female alike smiled to each other as they discussed current events in our world. The orchestra continued to play and another pianist had taken over. On some open space there was elegant and gentle dancing, in perfect synchronization with the melodies of the musicians. It went without saying that many of the females were constantly glancing in my direction. It was rather annoying. My mother and father chose this festivity to be both a celebration for my continual aging and choosing a suitable wife. I had insisted that there was no need for such frivolity but they had insisted. Half the guests were female and they were all hoping to get a chance to speak with me. My eyes barely touched there faces before wandering somewhere else. That alone was enough to send them into a frenzy of gossip and miss conceptions.

I did not find what I was searching for. My eyes closed without much of an order from myself. But her white light continued to near the festivity and showed no signs of turning back. I heard her heart racing like a horses heart beat. Her shallow breathing, so far away, was as if it was right behind my ear. The sound was enough to drive me insane with a want that I had been suppressing for many days now. But her pulse was much to fast, usually when she was with me her pulse always quickened, but right now it was too fast for her body to fully sustain.

'Don't be afraid' I whispered into her mind. It was a special form of communicating since I had marked her. She never spoke to me through this new medium. 'I will not allow them to harm you.'

Her light entered the ballroom and immediately my eyes opened. My will was being ignored by my own body. I was getting frustrated. The moment I set my eyes on her I could not tear them away. She had an hour glass figure that was perfectly framed with her pink silken dress. It shimmered in the chandelier light almost as if she was a star in a black night sky. Clear crystal jewels were set on the waist area creating a loose band. Her face although stricken with terror was never able to rid itself from the natural beauty and innocence which it held. The large orbs of emerald that served as her eyes scanned her surroundings wearily. She stayed close by her accursed male cousin while the female bumpkin led their small group to an isolated area. Kinomoto continued to glance over her shoulders sensing the other males in the room watching her closely. A heat of rage settled in my stomach. Why would I be so angry?

'How can I be sure? You have hurt me already.' She responded back to me. I watched her trace the crescent moon scare on her neck. I couldn't understand but I felt somewhat relived. Her eyes were frantically searching her surroundings looking for something. I sighed wearily in my mind.

'I give you my word.' A human could make vows and give their words but easily break them making the promise seem like nothing but a whim. I refused to treat my word this way. What I said, I meant, what I promised, I keep, that is all.

A female vampire tread up the platform holding her long dress in one hand as to not trip over it. She curtsied respectably to me then asked if I would like to dance with her. I gave her a blank stare. But it seemed she didn't understand that I had no intention of dancing. She asked once more and this time I agreed. Refusing a woman twice was not wise in this society, you would be deemed disrespectful. It was alright in the human world but in ours it was disgusting and worthy of death.

As I stood I grabbed one of the red silken coverings. Then I gently draped it over her bare shoulders and escorted her to the floor. Her pale cheeks glowed red and she tried her best not to look like a bumbling idiot while we walked. We arrived at the floor not too long after. I stood in my dance position and she adjusted herself putting her hands in my own. Looking down at her this woman was beautiful. The planes of her face was flawless and glowed white even without the chandelier lights. Her long black her flowed behind her like a waterfall of black inky snakes. Her lips small and red glistened like a cherry. The dress she wore accented the curves in her body. She was not as small and delicate as Kinomoto but she was a good comparison. But then again why am I comparing this beauty to that half-breed?

'I'm still scared.' Her voice infiltrated my mind once more. Amazingly that was the very second that I pushed her existence to the darkest part of my mind. I could not help but be concerned at her trembling voice. Why? I did not know and even less did I care. I continued to dance with the woman.

"You have a beautiful shine to your flawless skin, Princess." I murmured to the woman that I continued to dance with. Her cheeks inflamed once again with a red pigment. I had a flash of Kinomoto's soft pink cheeks when that worm of a man spoke to her after the football game. Once again the pit of my stomach boiled hot with rage. "It would be an honor if you gave me your name." I said kissing her cheek gently. I needed to get that half-breed out of my mind.

"Prince Xiao Lang," She gasped trying to back away from me but I did not allow her. Firmly I held her hands so she would not escape me. She giggled slightly. "Voltre Ayame."

"An exquisite name, I see you are of European decent." I continued dancing with her flawlessly. The waltz has always been my specialty. "A flower dancing with a wolf." I said kissing her jaw again. "Do you not feel the danger of being trampled under its fierce paws?"

"On the contrary Prince." She said her light purple eyes locking with mine. "It makes me excited."

"Hm."

"What is it Prince? Are you unsatisfied with my reply?" Now worry clouded her eyes. Worry and fear of rejection.

"You said that to please me?" I questioned knowing the answer to it already.

I walked away from her and headed back to my seat. What an obvious lie. These woman said whatever they thought I wanted to hear. They tip toed over me as to not insult me with their words because I am the Prince. Kinomoto did not care that I am a pure blood, she speaks to me as an equal even if I treat her like trash. Unlike these hypocrites she speaks her mind without any consideration of me as a superior race or vampire. Unfortunately that was a feature I admired about that half-breed.

'I truly am sorry for what I have done to you in the past. That moon that is etched into your skin is a mark that shows you are mine and mine alone. I will not allow any harm to come to that which is mine.'

'I am not your possession.'

'Forgive me if I come across that way but that is what I consider you.'

As I sat down I heard no reply from her. My eyes wondered to the corner where the bumpkin had led them. Her emerald orbs glared fiercely at me. A storm of anger raging in their depths. I merely chuckled. She was my possession whether she liked it or not.

Normal POV

Sakura glared at Li in so much anger. She hated that cockiness he had. Even in her mind it was so clear. He had no idea how much she wanted to just punch him in the face and wipe that smile clean off his face.

"A possession?" She said to herself outraged. "A stupid possession is what he thinks of me? I can't believe this! The nerve of that guy!" She kicked the air then stomped her foot frustrated.

"Umm, Sakura-chan?" Tomoyo asked looking at her weirdly. "Is everything alright?"

"I'm going home! I can't believe I worried for nothing. He's a narcissist! A damned narcissist! I can't stand him!"

Kero gave her a weary look. He sighed shaking his head. His cousin was an idiot.

"You like that vampire Sakura." He said simply then looking back at the white couch where he was seated still watching her with an amused expression. "Way too much."

Sakura's fury turned on him. She lifted her heeled shoe and drove it right into his leg. He was about to shout but held it in by covering his mouth. He glared at her his iris taking on its needle shape.

"Why you little..." He began but Tomoyo stepped on him adding to his pain.

"Don't you threaten her, Ceroberous." She said giving him a disapproving look.

The two siblings started to argue. Sakura watched them bored out of her mind. Those two were like to male lions fighting for territory. They hated to lose and it would not end for a good week. They were causing such a commotion many pure bloods looked there way. Sakura chose to excuse herself and let them have all the attention.

Sakura caught sight of many pure bloods heading to the second floor of the mansion. She was scared of them but her irritation of Li made her fear like a candle light about to blow out. She headed towards the stairs. For a moment she paused to like at Li who was having a casual chat with another woman. A sinking feeling entered the pit of her stomach and she quickly continued up the flight of stairs. From the side of his eye he watched her go up. He frowned as she disappeared into the next hall. The fool.

The hallway seemed to be swallowed up in darkness. There were no bright chandeliers like in the ballroom. Instead only a few lighted candles littered the walls to provide some sort of illumination. She looked back to the stairs wanting to go back to the safety of her cousins. But then again they might still be arguing and what she wanted right now was some peace. So she continued down the hall. There was almost complete silence. There were occasional whispers, squeals of delight and thuds on the wall but it didn't scare her. She walked by the tenth door and decided to open it. Inside there was a king sized bed with a canopy. The sheets, canopy, and quilt was all black with silver embroidery. There was a desk a few meters from the bed. In front of the bed was a wooden chest that had a lock on it. The rug that stretched to all four corners of the room was the only white thing to be found in there. The contrast was striking but strangely it calmed her. She closed the door behind her and went to sit on the bed. Her attention was caught by a balcony that had been covered by black shads. She made her way there and opened the doors. A blast of cool air caressed her skin. She closed the balcony doors behind her and walked closer to the edge that was protected by a stone railing. She placed her palms flat on its surface. The stone was strangely soft and cool. It was easy to figure out that they had someone come it to polish it. It was something so unnecessary. She wondered if all pure bloods had this wasteful way of thinking. She allowed her eyes to close while another gust of fresh air blew past her. It lingered around her and played with her short hair then vanished without so much as a good bye. Standing there she felt almost complete. Such peace and serenity was what she had been looking for. She gently hummed to herself. It didn't surprise her that it was the same song Li had played in the schools music room. It really was a beautiful song. She wished she knew the words so she could sing it freely and to her hearts content. But that wouldn't be possible. He had so much better things to do than to play around with her. She didn't understand why she cared so much but she wanted to put that thought to the back of her mind. It didn't matter how much she tried but that song would never leave her mind. It was what kept her calm during her ride her. The same song allowed her to feel at ease in this mansion full of pure bloods. It felt as if he was right there with her protecting her. What a silly thought. He would never do such a thing for her. A few tears trickled down her cheeks. Surprised she wiped them away but more were forming in her eyes. Why was she even crying? She laid her cheek on the cool stone of the railing. There she continued her humming and did her best to suppress her thoughts. Gradually her humming became louder the sound traveled through the halls of the second floor and resonated through the rooms. She knew she was being too loud but she couldn't help it. It didn't surprise her when the balcony doors opened and closed. Probably a pure blood with a complaint.

"I'm sorry I was being so loud." She said lifting her head. She turned to face him and her heart sped quickened.

A man smiled eerily at her. He was a good two feet taller than her. His brown hair was messy and covered his crazed eyes. He had stubble peeking from several parts of his jaw and chin. He wore his suit unbuttoned and his tie loosely hung from his neck. He held a bottle of sake in his left hand and stumbled forward to Sakura. Could pure bloods become this drunk? She thought to herself. The man approached her with unstable steps. He laughed. Sakura hadn't moved an inch since he entered the balcony.

"Ah, what is a Dhampire doing here?" He questioned still walking closer to her. "What a rare sight. Your so beautiful too. The smell of your blood is so appetizing." He continued to speak without any answers from her. "I think I'll eat you instead, your so much more beautiful than those whores down in the ballroom." He sniffed the air then smiled again. This time it was so wide that she could see his fangs growing out. She stepped back but was hindered by the railing. He lunged at her. She tried to move but her limbs were not listening to her. All she could manage to do was turn her back. The man held her from that position. He sniffed then licked her neck. He chuckled as he intoxicated himself with her scent.

"Let me go..." She whispered pleading. The man chuckled once again. He opened his mouth and his right fang grazed her neck. Blood trickled down her neck like a little stream.

"Ah, I haven't tasted blood this sweet in ages. I would have never imagined to look for a half-breed to taste this. It appeals to my palate well." His hand ran down her arm and around her waist. Her skin prickled and she shivered in disgust. "You are innocent in other ways as well."

He bit into her neck. Sakura's eyes widened and a scream of pain erupted from her mouth. She struggled to get away from him. She even tapped into her powers but it wasn't enough to get him off her. He unclamped his jaws. Then he turned her around and put her back to the railing. She shoved him hard but he wouldn't budge. He leaned into her and bit her neck once again. She screamed as her blood flowed into his alcohol infected mouth. No one had bitten her except Li and even he was much gentler than this. But it didn't stop there. He sloppily tried to undress her. Some fabric from the bottom of the dress ripped under his wailing hands. She closed her eyes as terror overthrew all her common sense. Even if she unleashed a little of her power, a drunk pure blood was just too much for her.

"LI-KUN!" She shouted at a loss for anything else to do. She felt the scream pierce the night air but it was snuffed out by the ongoing festivities.

Suddenly the drunk pure blood was thrown off her. She heard his body slam against the doors of the balcony. Sakura slid to the floor sobs rocking her body. The blood from her neck was no longer a small trickle but gushes coming from every which side. The top of her dress was completely drenched in the red liquid. Her hair was a mess and her cheeks red covered in her tears. Even so the person lifted her up and pressed her body close to their chest. Their arms wrapped around her protectively.

"Do not be scared." His voice whispered into her hair. Her trembling hands gripped his blood stained shirt. "I am here now, do not cry." He continued to say trying his best to sooth her but it wasn't working. The sobs continued and her trembling increased. His eyes set on the drunkard by the doors. A rage like never before burned through out his body. He set her down but had trouble removing her quivering arms from him. His lips kissed her forehead then turned to face the drunk. Even through the alcohol the drunk paid his respects by bowing.

"Master." The word slurred in his mouth.

"Answer me this, you saw the mark on her neck did you not?" Syaoran asked his booming voice filled with power echoing in the night sky.

"Yes master."

"Then why is it you insisted on drinking her blood? She is mine, her blood and her innocence as well!" He growled. "Will you disgrace yourself by pleading for your life?" He asked glaring swords down at him. The drunk shivered but gave no reply. Syaoran chuckled darkly then lifted up his arm. He held a sword a loft in the air. "Then die."

"STOP IT!" Sakura shouted. She stumbled in between Syaoran and the drunk who had grown quite. Both men watched her. The drunk perplexed by her sudden outburst.

"Move out of my way." Syaoran ordered with an indifferent gaze.

"Please, Li-kun don't kill him." She pleaded. He frowned in displeasure.

"I said, Move."

"No, Li-kun please." She asked once again.

He sighed and looked at the drunk in disgust. Sakura saw the world around her swirl and tilt. Her legs gave way under her and she collapsed to the stone floor. Syaoran sheathed his sword and placed it at his hip. He knelled on the floor and arranged her body carefully in his arms.

"Leave, before my mind is changed." Syaoran growled. Instantly the drunk stumbled out. Then he looked down at Sakura's limp body. "You are too much of a handful." He said.

Then he walked inside the room closing the balcony doors. He placed her body on the thick covers of the bed. He looked down at his suit and frowned. He couldn't go back down to the festivities like this. So he proceeded to close and lock the guest room door then took of his jacket and his shirt. Leaving himself bare chested. Sakura moaned and opened her eyes. She quickly sat up in the bed and held her head as the room spun in her eyes. Syaoran was beside her in an instant. He rubbed her back then gently set her back on the bed.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked tearing away what was left of her dress. Sakura only shook her head.

He stared down at her for a little while. It was obvious she was still terrified of what had just transpired a few moments earlier. She held herself and turned on her side so he wouldn't see her face. Syaoran out of sympathy took the black covers from under her and allowed it to shield her half naked body. But unfortunately for him her neck was exposed. The blood was still gushing out from various places in her neck. His body grew hot as his pent up rage came to a point of no return. If it wasn't for her being conscious he would have torn that drunk into so many pieces no one would have been able to recognize him. But as for now those actions were near impossible. He needed to concentrate on closing up her wounds.

"Princess-" he began but was immediately cut off by her.

"Don't call me that." She said her voice stable. He looked down at her curiously.

"Is there a problem with me addressing you with such a royal terms?" He asked his eyes shifting from her voice to the blood still flowing out of her. His breath became raged and he had to close his eyes to concentrate on his self control.

"There is, if you are going to use the term so loosely I rather that you just addresses me by my last name." She stated in a no nonsense tone. Still with his eyes closed he chuckled. So she had seen.

"Then, Half Princess." He said putting a hand over his face. She stayed quite obviously liking it. "I need to close up your wounds. This may hurt a little, try not to scream and bear with me."

"C-Closing my wounds?" She questioned turning her head a little so she could see his expression. The thing was that she couldn't.

"Just bare with me."

Sakura still couldn't understand what he was talking about. How could he close the bit marks that would defiantly leave a scare? Syaoran positioned himself on top of her with his legs and arms supporting his body. Her heart beat speed in fear as his face approached her own in a dangerously fast speed. Before she knew it his mouth was only centimeters from her neck. She misunderstood his intentions and began to thrash about on the bed. Frustrated he held her arms and pinned her against the now messy covers. Her body was barely covered by only a tank top and her underwear. But he seemed not to pay any attention to that. His eyes were focused on her neck. She began to cry again scared out of her mind. She had no one else to call for help. Once again he neared his lips to her throat. Her cries seemed to rip at the very seems of his heart. But he did his best to ignore such feelings that he otherwise never had before. The second he seemed to part his lips to bite into her he stuck his tongue out and licked the gushing wound. A burning sensation spread throughout her body. Then it immediately turned to a fire that burned as if she were in hell itself. But as fast as the feeling came it instantly vanished as if without a trace. The pain didn't stop there. He continued to lick the wounds that were littering her previously perfect neck. She screamed in pain and thrashed about but Syaoran held her down as best as he could. She was surprisingly strong. To get to the wounds at the back of her neck he gently turned her body over and continued the procedure. She remembered him telling her not to scream. Although it was a little too late to be cautious she bit onto the pillow below her and transferred her agonizing screams to it. After one last lick he backed away from her as quickly as he could. She stayed faced down on the bed panting, trying to get oxygen once again flowing through her system without her screams.

She turned around in the bed and sat up. Gingerly she felt her neck with her fingers. She probed the sides checking for puncture points but found none. Then she looked at her hand. There was not a trace of blood found anywhere. She looked up at Syaoran who was on the other side of the bed. On leg dangled on the edge while the other was brought up to his chest. He held a hand to his face and panted furiously as if he had ran a thousand miles across the earth. Why was he breathing so hard? Sakura wondered. But then it clicked in her mind. He was a vampire. Not just any vampire but a pure blooded one. He drank blood as if it was water and just now he had restrained himself from drinking her blood so he could heal her wounds.

" I wouldn't have stopped you." She whispered to him. Syaoran immediately looked up at her as if she had lost her mind.

"Stopped me?" he asked but she merely nodded. He laughed to himself then stood up from the bed walking to the farthest wall from the bed. "You have no inkling of what you have just said."

But she did. She understood very well what she had just said. He wanted her blood, and by the way that pure blood was speaking before it was an irresistible and rare taste to have. If her assumption was right it was amazing that he had restrained himself all these months from sucking her body dry. She sat up straight and continued to look at his hunched figure. Yes, she could see he was restraining himself. She tilted her head to the side and exposed her neck and a vein.

"I won't stop you."

"Will you shut up?" He spat at her turning away from her again. But it seemed that she refused to take no as an answer. She stood up from the bed and marched right up to him.

"Stop acting so brave!" She shouted at him. "You're a pure blood aren't you? Then what you want right now the most is blood! My blood. So just take it, I won't stop you!"

"You want stop me, huh?" He murmured under his breath. He faced her squarely and stopped short for a moment. Why did such a half-breed have a body like this? She had an hourglass figure that was accented with the white tank top. Her breast were fairly adequate, perfect is what a regular human would say, not too big and not too small. Her slender legs closed into each other fighting the cool air that was gushing from the machine at the upper left hand wall. Her shoulder length hair barely brushed her shoulders and stayed out of her large orbs of emerald.

"No I won't," She responded her eyes burning with determination.

"Hmmm" He stared down at her in displeasure. "That is hardly the problem here."

It was impossible to see the speed that he had just shown. Now Sakura was pinned to the wall her arms restrained by his large hands. His usually calm amber eyes grew fierce and his needle like iris became thinner. He stared down at her frightened face and chuckled.

"You have no idea of what you have just told me." He said lowering his head and rubbing his nose on her collar bone. He felt her body begin to shake again. He scoffed, she had brought it upon herself. "It is not a matter of you allowing me to drink your blood. If I want it I will take it regardless of how you feel." The tip of his nose traced a line to the base of her throat. "Regardless," He repeated.

"But you haven't done anything yet." She responded her voice shaky. He glanced up at her his frown deepened the crease at the edges of his lips. "You said regardless of how I feel but a few moments ago you could have taken any amount of blood you wanted. You didn't you considered my feelings, didn't you Li-kun."

His glance now became a full blown stare. This girl was much too sharp for her own good. It wasn't easy to read him but somehow she had seen right through him. He lowered his head and applied more preassure to her arms. She winced in pain but said nothing.

"Princess, do not make me do something I will regret." He rasped. "You are such a fool, offering your blood to me with the purest intentions of easing my thirst." His breathing became shallow and his grip stronger. "Why can you not understand?" His grip eased as he stared into her emerald eyes. He lifted his lips to her forehead. For a moment he hesitated. During that hesitation he bit his lower lip so hard he began to bleed. Slowly with his tongue he swiped it on the surface of his lips and kissed her head. Then he placed his forehead against hers. "You are much too important to me." He whispered his eyes closed. "If you can understand at least this much, stop offering yourself to me or I will not be able to contain myself." He sighed once more then closed his eyes. "Do not ask me why you are important just leave this discussion at that, Princess."

With one last ragged breath he turned away from her and went towards the door. She couldn't determine whether he used his speed or just walked normally because by the time he was gone she had no idea that he had actually left. Her legs collapsed under her and her back slid slowly down the wall. She sat there her cheeks burning a bright pink and her eyes glowing brightly. Had he just confessed to her? She didn't know. Her heart beat went faster as she replayed the scene her mind. Then a sudden urge to draw his forlorn eyes made her fingers twitch. All those expressions she wanted on paper. She held her neck gingerly and traced the crescent moon.

"Li-kun..." She murmured into the darkness of the room. "What in the world are you thinking," She lowered her head allowing her bangs to cover her eyes. "You idiot don't just leave me here confused like this."


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