Slowly his eyes opened when the sound of chirping birds rumbled to his ears. He suddenly closed his eyes at the brightness of the morning sun. Feeling slightly uncomfortable Syaoran tried to move but stopped when he felt something heavy on his leg and chest. He looked down to see the beautiful girl of his life sleeping pleasantly in his arms. Syaoran's eyes widened at the realization they have slept there all night.

Syaoran panicked trying to get up; careful not to wake the girl and lightly shifted her to the side. Sakura turned over on top of him and Syaoran relaxed slightly. He knew he would be in tremendous trouble with her brother. He watched the girl sleep as he thought of how to get by this situation without any trouble. He saw the girls eyes slowly brake free of the nights spell they were under. She looked up at him and smiled happily as she cuddled a little more to his warm body. Then suddenly after she had hugged him her eyes widened and she sat up and looked at him for only a second before she was frantically searching around herself to see where she was. Her heart slowed down as she remembered about the night before and she looked back to Syaoran and gave him a soft look that said how Syaoran felt.

"Oh no." Sakura looked down as her head fell into her hands. Syaoran's sympathy for the love of his life rose as he watched her frame. "What do I do? It's all my fault, I fell asleep and now Touya will get angry with you."

Syaoran moved towards her and held her tightly. "It's not your fault." He started as he held the crying girl. She looked up at him with the tears that stung her eyes so much.

"You don't understand. Because of me, you got that scar, because of me, you lost the right to have the Clow Cards, and because of me…" Her lips trembled as she watched Syaoran's eyes furrow in anger, "My brother will probably kill you." She whispered. Syaoran pulled her closer and kissed her hard, making her relax in the slightest way. After a few seconds he pushed away as he held her fast, "Stop thinking everything's you're fault!" He yelled. Sakura stopped sobbing as she stared up at him in surprise. Never before did he raise his voice to her. Slowly his hand came to her face as he held her cheek delicately when his gaze softened. Sakura's eyes widened at what she had saw next. Never had she seen Syaoran cry. The water that was trembling on the button of his eyes slowly slid down his face. "It breaks me to see you hurt yourself like this, especially when you didn't do anything."

Sakura gently brought her arm up around him, and her other hand came up to cradle his face. She stared at him longingly and she moved herself so that her legs were wrapped around his torso. She was now looking down at him as she whipped away the stray tear. He was brushing her hair to the side with his hand. He was no longer crying.

Suddenly, when Sakura was about to come down and kiss him, Syaoran held her fast and turned her over so that she was now lying on the cloth and Syaoran was on top. He came down and kissed her himself. Her hands were at the sides of her head as she kissed him back. He came back up slowly to look at her softly and said, "Let's take you back." She nodded and let him help her up.

They walked along the sidewalk, with the help of Syaoran to support her, as they neared her home. Touya was racking the leaves until he noticed them and stopped suddenly; the rack fell to the ground with a loud smack.

Seeing the smiles on their faces as they watched where they were going Touya never wasted a second as he walked up to them. Perhaps it was coincidence but both Sakura and Syaoran looked up at the same time to notice Touya walking fairly fast towards them. Before they could do anything Sakura was pinned down on the ground and Touya was dead in Syaoran's face.

Sakura heard a faint smack before her mind could register what had happened and looked up to see Syaoran being hit by her brother. Her eyes widened, when she gasped.

"You fucking bastard. How dare you take her out all night?" She heard Touya shout in between punches. Soon Syaoran could manage to block his fists and was able to dodge him. When Touya readied himself for another attack Syaoran quickly hit him smack in the face, causing Touya to loose his balance. But soon after Touya regained his composure and started throwing Syaoran off guard again with his powerful training.

"Touya stop it!" Sakura shouted with tears as she tried to stand.

"Sit down Sakura!" Touya growled down at her as he continued to hit Syaoran. Syaoran was managing to block him and defend himself, but never thought of hitting him back. He was the love of his life's brother. How could he do that to her?

Once Touya started different attacking techniques on the boy Sakura grabbed him around the neck, throwing him off guard and falling backwards. "Please, Touya stop! You have no right-!" She tried to say but suddenly was thrown to the ground, causing her to loose her breath from the impact to her buttocks when she hit the ground. Then her head through back in surprise as she stared up at him in horror.

"Sakura!" Syaoran yelled as he dodged another blow to the face.

"Touya stop this!" Syaoran tried to say. But Touya kept trying to beat him. Suddenly Syaoran felt that he had no choice but to bring out his training, which was way more advanced than Touya's.

As Touya blew another punch Syaoran grabbed his fist and held it in place. Touya's eyes glazed over with hatred and surprise all at once and he tried again with the other hand. Syaoran grabbed that and threw it aside and grabbed his throat ruthlessly, spinning himself in order to shoot a kick from underneath Touya that blew his legs from beneath him until Touya was on the ground and held in a position he could not get out of.

Sakura watched them in sadness. But she was not complaining about Syaoran's attitude. She knew he did not harm her brother, and she felt that Touya deserved it. But nonetheless she still cried.

"Touya…" Sakura sobbed.

"What's going on out here?" A voice called from Sakura's front door. They all looked up-with the effort of trying to turn his head Touya seized a glance at his father- to see the man with glasses staring at the scene with furrowed eyebrows. Sakura knew that look, it was rare, but she knew what it was; anger. He walked over to Sakura and grabbed her arm, "C'mon sweetheart." He told her softly as he pulled her up. She reluctantly held his arm with both hands and pulled herself up. Leaving her to hold herself up with the post beside her Fujitaka now stood in front of Syaoran and Touya.

Syaoran stared up at the man bewildered and scurried himself off of Touya with an apologetic stare. Fujitaka never noticed however, his attention was on the ground on his idiot son. He made a quick glance at the boy who was dating his daughter and saw what he thought was painted on his face. Looking back at Touya he saw his expression never faltered from the anger he held before when attacking Syaoran, but Fujitaka knew by the look in his eyes that he knew he would be scolded. "Get up." He spoke menacingly. His voice usually leaked the sweet kindness he always held. But tonight it was angered by his son's actions.

Touya reluctantly stood in front of his father, still daring to keep his brave exterior. "What are you more afraid of, your baby sister growing up? Or being kicked out of your own home?" Fujitaka barked in his sons face. Sakura gave a quick gasp as she heard this and a stray tear washed her previous tears as she watched in fear. She had never witnessed such menacing attitude from her father…never.

Syaoran came beside her to continue supporting her up. Sakura fell into her boyfriend's chest as she wept. She whispered something but was muffled by her covered face. He almost swore that it was a muffled apology, lightly confusing him to the bone, but he decided to ignore it and waited to see what happened. He held her closer to him comfortingly.

Touya just stood his ground, not speaking a word, and glared at his father like the stubborn boy he always was when he was in trouble. Syaoran tightened his grip around Sakura when he felt her trembling underneath him. He looked down at her to notice tears dripping from her eyes. His shock jerked his head back to the scene in front of him.

Touya just looked away from his father after a long period of silence that frightened the couple. He never dared to raise his voice to his father, especially when he held such fierce anger.

"Think twice before you do something like that again." Fujitaka understood that Touya had understood his threat and controlled himself again. He turned and headed straight for the door, "Come in whenever you're comfortable, and you're welcome to stay for the afternoon." He told Syaoran when he passed him, still not yet calm. For the first time, Syaoran was slightly afraid of Sakura's father. He nodded and went back to calm Sakura. Touya never moved from his spot. He was secretly gritting his teeth in annoyance and anger he was yet to steam off. His fists were full of fury, shaking in the lust to hit something hard. Syaoran saw this when he took a glance towards him. Fortunately Touya never noticed. Syaoran felt Sakura grip his shirt tighter when her knees were finally giving out on her. He caught her with no effort and helped her inside.

Once they were inside, Touya closed his eyes and his fists stopped shaking. His tension released and his eyes opened lightly as he gazed down at the ground. Without another look at the house, he abandoned the lonely rack on the ground and his home for the day.

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Syaoran laid Sakura on the soft couch gently, careful not to harm her in any way, especially with that swollen ankle of hers. Sakura, whose arms were gracefully snacked around his muscular neck, was careful not to let go. Once Syaoran set her down she knew from experience he would let go and get her something to either drink or eat. But she wanted him to stay, every time, but he would never let her.

When she felt her bum touch the soft cushion her grip on his neck became ferociously tighter and she pulled him down almost on top of her. Of course her intentions were only to bring him down beside her; this surprised both of them. They were forced to stare at ones gaze with passion. And unconsciously their bodies were as close as close can get. Syaoran's arms wrapped around her waist first, first step for getting comfortable. Sakura's hands found their home in Syaoran's hair at the nape of his neck. In an attempt to help him get comfortable, she pulled herself a little bit higher to allow his arms to sneakily hide behind her torso.

Their was a war inside Syaoran's head, total opposites competing for victory. He would either grab her or pull away. He wanted to explore her, but he also didn't want to make the mistake of loosing her dignity. And also her father was in this house somewhere. He didn't want to take the risk to get him angry again. As Syaoran was thinking this, he didn't notice Sakura wrap her left leg around him, bringing him back to his senses. He lost himself in her beauty and desirable skin.

Both of them never noticed Sakura's blouse unbuttoned near the top, although that was how she dressed almost all the time. Syaoran realized that he had forgotten this once he looked down at her neck when he had the urge to kiss her. The opened space gave him the opportunity. He lowered himself and slowly brought his lips to her warm flesh, first with his tongue sneakily touching it first, sending cold shivers down Sakura's spin. Her back slightly arced at the sensation the touch of his lips on her skin gave her, causing her neither region to bump into his for a split second, making the both of the quiver in excitement.

Syaoran unbuttoned a few of her buttons and stopped before he went any further when an idea struck him. He expertly felt her down from underneath her torso and along the side of her rib cage until he met the end of her shirt, peeking his fingers underneath he pulled it up, using his thumb to stop it from falling down again. He brought his lips down, leaving trails of feather light kisses over her shirt, to start his earlier ministrations on her belly.

He was lost in his actions. Control was no longer an asset he used. His natural instinct possessed his mind and his body; like a wolf in hot pursuit. Sakura was wiggling under his touch. The way he kissed her body made her gasp for breath over and over again. She had to admit, it was turning her on. She couldn't help but wrap her legs around him when he brought himself level to her. He stared down at her with clouded eyes. She held herself close to him, not wanting to let go.

When Syaoran was about to come down and steal another kiss he was interrupted by a shatter, causing the both of them to snap out of their hazy passion. They sat up; hardly separating from the positions they were currently in and looked to the doorway that led to the stairs. Kero hid behind the broken vase that had caused the noise. Sakura and Syaoran furrowed their eyebrows at the fur ball. Soon after a small pause Kero popped his head up and gave a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his head, smiling like a silly child.

"Kero…" Sakura breathed. Suddenly there were footsteps and it was only a few seconds before Syaoran and Sakura realized that it was her father on his way to discover what the racket was. They both scrambled to sit up straight beside each other and prepare themselves for her father. Kero too was surprised and turned to see the tall man was only a few feet away and dropped in his stiff toy form.

Fujitaka stopped when he was in front of the shattered vase, staring down at it blankly, and then looking up at the teenagers in utter questioning eyes. "What happened?" He asked calmly, waiting for an explanation.

Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other, Sakura fidgeting her thumbs in her lap, and Syaoran scratching the back of his neck in thought.

"I really don't know. We were just sitting here talking and suddenly it crashed." Sakura said calmly. Syaoran stared at her then turned his gaze to his future father in law…hopefully. Fujitaka looked down again as he bent over to collect the pieces. When Syaoran stared back at Sakura he'd noticed her shirt was still unbuttoned to an extent to see her cleavage and suddenly made a fast move to button at least two up before Sakura's father had time to realize. Sakura gasped after she'd realized herself she could have been caught wearing such inappropriate clothing in front of her boyfriend and father. She gave a wary glance towards him and stood and walked towards her father.

"It's alright dad. I can pick it up for you." She said as she bent down in front of him, collecting pieces herself. Still, her father never moved. Sakura picked up Kero and dropped him on the soft couch beside her. Allowing him to stretch from the uncomfortable tension he had to be in. Fujitaka smiled as he picked the pieces up with his daughter. He didn't normally have any time alone with his daughter. He was usually so busy. He was happy to know that she had a good boyfriend to make her happy, and a loving brother who cared about her. This new thought brought Fujitaka's smile turn into a sad frown.

Why would Touya do such a thing? Surely he'd brought up a good gentleman; never had he witnessed such behavior from that boy. Fujitaka looked up to see Syaoran picking up a few dirty dishes from the coffee table and would have smiled at his responsible attitude, but instead he furrowed his eyebrows in realization.

Fujitaka knew full well what it was like to love a sister. He knew the urge to protect. He too had a sister. Fujitaka soon came to understand Touya's behavior. Touya would resist the idea of loosing a sister to another man. In other words, all men in his eyes were criminals, and may hurt his baby sister. Fujitaka stood up, shards of glass in hand and turned to hunt for a garbage can.

The boy is afraid to loose her.