TRC: Life Chapter 1: Namesake, a tsubasa chronicle fanfic

digi-gal-rox: it's been a while, but i'm back. this just suddenly came to me today, so i thought i'd put it down. anyways... happy readings!

Summary: PreTRC. Syaoran and Sakura argue over the name of their son. Xover with CCS

Namesake

"Tell me your name."
"... Li Syaoran."
"I'm Sakura of Clow Country."

"Syaoron!"
"Mamoru!"
"Syaoran!"
"Hikaru!"

Wincing, Tomoyo shook her head slightly. Daringly, she peeked into the room, holding her camera out first as the married couple, once again, argued over the namesake of their son. It was just six hours ago that Sakura's water had broken and was taken to hospital. A small chuckle escaped her lips as Sakura gave a yelp again, holding onto her large belly.

"You O.K?" the argument on pause. Looking up at her husband, she nodded grimly, shutting her eyes.
"I can tell he's already going to be like you." she said. He made a face.
"Like you, more like it." he muttered, earning a glare from his wife. He sighed, taking a seat by his wife.
"Ne, Syaoran-kun..." he looked at her curiously, as she began fiddling with her thumb.
"What is it, Sakura?"
"Where's Kero-chan?" the husband froze.
"Damn." rising to his feet, he ran out of the room.

"Watanuki!"
"Syaoron!"
"Domeki!"
"Syaoran!"
"Onii-chan...!"
"Syao... wha-?!" the husband turned around slowly, to see his glaring brother-in-law.
"Are you arguing with my sister again?" a soft growl came from the older man.
"Iie." Syaoran responded tartly, "She's arguing with me." this earned a good chuckle from Fujitaka.
"Mou, Syaoran-kun..." Sakura pouted, gently tugging at his arm. He grinned at his wife, patting her gently on the head.

"Mou... this is taking to long!" Sakura whined. The doctor chuckled, ignoring Syaoran's glare at him.
"It won't be long now, Li-san." he said smoothly. "You're still dilated 3 centimetres."
"Mou!" she whined again.
"Sakura." Syaoran said softly, holding onto her hand tightly. She looked at him and smiled, resting her head deeper into the pillows.
"I'll come back in an hour or so, and see your progress."
"Hai, hai!" once the doctor left, Syaoran sat down, an obvious look of disapproval look on his face.
"I don't like him." he stated. Again.
"You said that every time he's come in," Sakura made a face.
"Haven't you notice the way he looks at you?"
"Hoe?" he looked at her, shaking her head slightly.

"Hiro!"
"Syaoran!"
"Kira!"
"Syaoron!"
"Yamato!"
"Syaoran!"

"They're at it again?" Touya asked, rubbing his temples.
"I now believe that Li-kun is doing it purposely, to take Sakura-chan's mind of the 'birth'." Tomoyo said wisely.
"Maybe." Fujitaka smiled warmly.
"Who knows what's going on in that gaki's mind." Touya muttered. "First he married my sister, than he gets her pregnant!"
"Touya-kun!" Fujitaka shook his head.
"What?" the older brother whined.

She smiled softly, watching him sleep. It was well into the night, and there were still not much progress. She gave a soft sigh, shaking her head slightly. Running her fingers through his messy hair, her husband gave a soft groan. She had had that dream again. About a young princess and her destined person. Her son.
"Syaoran..." she murmured softly.
"Hm...?" he woke up slowly, looking at his wife. She smiled at him warmly.
"I didn't mean to wake you." she murmured. He sighed.
"What is it?"
"About that dream..." he looked at her curiously, sitting up.
"What about it?" he asked.
"I don't want to send him there." she said, tears now prickling at the back of her eyes, hugging her large stomach.
"Sakura..."
"I don't want him to go away." he leaned in, hugging her tightly.
"Sakura..."

"Syaoron!"
"Akito!"
"Syaoran!"
"Takeru!"
"Syaoron!"
"Taichi!"

Tomoyo woke up, her eyes wide. She winced again, as nurses who walked by the room shook their heads, muttering something about keeping everyone awake. She giggled, sneaking quietly to the room. Pushing the door slowly open, and putting her camera through, she could see that Sakura was now red in the face, yelling out different names, while a smug look on the husband.
"What are you doing?" she jumped, bringing the camera closer to her. Standing behind her, Yukito was crouched face to face with the young woman who smiled meekly.
"Catching kawaii Sakura-chan moments!" was her chirpy response.

"Syaoron!"
"Zero!"
"Syaoran!"
"Dais-Ow!" she yelped, holding onto her belly. "It hurts!"
"Nurse!" Syaoran bellowed, holding onto his wife's hand tightly. "Nurse!"

"How long have they been in there?" Tomoyo yawned, annoyed that she couldn't go in to record the birth of her nephew.
"Three hours...?" Touya guessed, sinking into the plastic chair.
"Two hours." Fujitaka replied, pacing up and down.
"Ne..." Tomoyo murmured, causing both Kinomoto men to look up. "What do you think they're going to name him?"

"Congratulations! It's a boy!" the doctor beamed, handing the small bundle to the joyous husband. The small child stopped crying looking up at his father. Wide amber eyes were now glaring at the older man, as he lowered himself so Sakura could see. She giggled.
"Just like you!" she proclaimed, as the small bundle was handed to her. Syaoran smirked, as his fingers gently ran through his son's messy hair.
"So what are you going to name him?" the married couple looked at each other and smiled, before returning their gaze to the now sleeping child who snuggled closer to his mother.

END

digi-gal-rox: and that's it. :D