Tattooed

Summary: "I've lost everything to drugs, do you know that?" Sakura told him with tears in her eyes. "The funny thing is I've never even touched a drug in my life and yet it destroyed me. It took everything." She turned to face him then. "Please, don't let it take you away from me. I won't be able to handle it, not this time, not again." S x S.

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And every heart in the room will melt

This is a feeling I've never felt

But it's all about us

- All About Us/He is We feat. Owl City

"How are you feeling now?" Sakura asked Syaoran as she handed him some warm milk. While Sakura could've slept a little longer, Syaoran didn't look like he could've fallen asleep again. So here they sat on the cold floor of the balcony, waiting for the sun to come up. Syaoran held a hand out to her. Sakura eyed it once before clasping it in hers.

"I'm fine, Sakura."

Sakura looked at her balcony across. So that was what it looked like.

"You need to get help," it came out faster and far more confident than it sounded in her head. Sakura said it, finally.

"I... can't." Syaoran looked at her and said.

"Why?" she asked him.

He sighed before bringing her closer to him.

"There are things I haven't told you, Sakura, about me, about my family."

Sakura yawned. "Sorry, I'm just—"

"Sleepy, I know." Syaoran smiled before playing with a lock of hair. "I come from a long line of money and politics... and I need to keep my record clean."

Sakura nodded. It was something she'd guessed... his apartment, clothes, shoes, watch, wallet... even painting equipment. She decided to Google him once she got home.

"I can do it, though." Syaoran assured her. "You'll be there, right? That's all I need."

For now, Sakura thought. For now everything was alright and she was all he would need. What about when things would go back to square one when he's not in control anymore?

"I know it sounds impossible, but hey, hundreds of people do it every day. Why can't I?"

Sakura looked at him doubtfully before placing her head on his shoulder.

"I'll give you one chance." Sakura told him. "One slip and I make the call."

Syaoran nodded hesitantly.

"Touya could handle things your way," she said. "We can go to him right now."

"You promised me one chance." Syaoran reminded her. Sakura looked at him with weary eyes before relenting.

"One chance,"

Syaoran smiled before leaning in to kiss her.

Sakura kissed him first.

*.*

Mei Ling and Tomoyo joined Sakura and Syaoran on their first night out at a nearby Italian cafe called Bellisma. Sakura said something about craving for it. Syaoran knew what that felt like. They joked about it.

It was funny.

"Look at you two, all cute and cuddly." Tomoyo commented. She brought out a camera and focused. While Syaoran wanted to be alone with Sakura, it was still nice to be out with his cousin and her girlfriend.

"Say cheese,"

Girlfriend... was that what Sakura was to him? Girlfriend?

Leave alone girls, Syaoran hadn't had time to spend on guys. Syaoran didn't know when the last time was that he went out with a girl.

He never had the time to say cheese.

"Aww, it's adorable. I'll send you a print."

"It is cute. Look," Sakura showed Syaoran. Syaoran looked at her lips before looking at the picture. They looked... nice together. The thought brought an instant smile to his face.

Dinner was served then. Mei Ling and Tomoyo continued to feed each other some bits of food. Sakura was safely distracted. Syaoran gently laid a hand on her thigh and traced her jeans. She didn't seem to mind.

"Sakura, how's Kero treating you?" Tomoyo asked her. Syaoran gently made his way to her knees and then back slowly. Sakura didn't bat an eyelash.

"I love him." She said. Syaoran wondered if she was talking about the dog. "He's so adorable. In the morning he makes this sad cute puppy face just before I have to leave for work. It's hard to leave after that."

Tomoyo laughed. Mei Ling was saying something about clothes.

Syaoran grazed along the inside of her thighs. Sakura gave him a pointed look. Syaoran grinned.

As turning on as it was, it also felt normal. For some time there was no fighting the craving for the drug, no worrying about the selections for the Exhibition, no stupid older brothers or their gay partners to argue with... for once, it was just him and her, just Sakura and Syaoran.

For some time they felt like an ordinary couple... like any regular girlfriend and boyfriend out with their friends, eating dinner and spending time together.

Sakura looked over to him as she chewed her lasagne. Syaoran couldn't help the stupid grin on his face.

"Well, well, look at the boy all love smitten. If only his sisters were here," Mei Ling sighed. "They wouldn't believe it."

Syaoran almost didn't believe it.

The feeling was bliss.

*.*

Two weeks passed without any event as Sakura was swamped with work and Syaoran was supposed to be digging for his latent creativity. After many a day of separation the two found one evening they were free and decided to try and work together at Syaoran's apartment.

Sakura sat grading some papers as Syaoran painted after dinner. Painting always made him want to get high. The urge was back, but with Sakura around it wasn't so bad. He ignored it as he dipped his brush to make a green. He looked at Sakura. He didn't know she wore glasses.

He couldn't help feeling lucky.

He undid the bandana he wore and sneakily walked to Sakura. In one swift move he was able to remove her glasses and blindfold her.

"Syaoran!" she stood up and stumbled. Syaoran chuckled.

"You looked so adorable with your glasses, I couldn't resist." he told her as she struggled to get to her. When she moved to take the blindfold off, Syaoran stopped her.

"Humour me, will you?" he asked her sincerely. Sakura exhaled loudly, looking rather uncomfortable.

"This better be worth it."

Syaoran watched as she tried to reach for him blindly as he dodged her every single time. After a while of crashing into furniture and stubbing toes into corners, Sakura gave up with a huff.

"You know," he told her as he felt her arms from behind. "There is something undeniably sexy about the teacher fantasy."

"You fantasize about teachers?" she asked suspiciously before Syaoran licked her neck and pressed chest to back. She arched at the feel of him.

Never, not once before did the feel of skin make him feel so. Every inch of it was magnified, as though for the first time. It wasn't like anything he'd ever felt before.

Why?

Love...

Syaoran turned her around and kissed her without a second thought. Sakura complied.

"Just one," he told with her with a stupid grin. "Just you,"

It seemed it was the day for silly grins and butterflies.

Love...

Suddenly I'm feeling brave
Don't know what's got into me
Why I feel this way
Can we dance, real slow?
Can I hold you, real close?

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