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Hello readers, thanks again for your support. Now, I'm not sure what my next project will be, but hopefully I'll start writing in a more active manner. I don't like to leave unfinished works, so the incomplete stories will one day get an ending as well as the stories I've yet to begin will someday be started. I have Every Second, My Sexy Boss, Highest Bidder and others as well that need my attention. We'll see what I come up with.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the CCS characters.

Sugar Daddy

Epilogue

The flurry of activity bore no second unused as everyone continuously got into their places. The small church was filled to the brim of spectators while the bride and groom finally kissed and they clapped to the happy occasion. Everyone in the pews stood as they proceeded to exit the church, the front doors beckoning them as all of their friends clapped and joyously celebrated their union with the raining rice on their heads. The white dress gleamed against the thousands of glittering candles that had accompanied them all the way through the ceremony. The groom was dressed to the nines, as the expression states him, in full finery, his windblown hair rakishly following his movements as he hurried his pace whilst his groomsmen called behind them.

Kids laughed, running by the sides as all of the guests ran towards the front, showering the pair with a handful of rice again and again from the sides as the bride and groom covered their faces, shielding their eyes, before the cheers overwhelmed them.

The reception was only a step away, the congregation being led by the sprinting bride and groom as they slipped through the intertwining paths that led through the side of the church to the gazebos in the back, the trellises filled with flowers and arranged tables that could accommodate the throng of people.

"Why did we do such a large event again?" he murmured to her ear as the maid of honor and the bridesmaids helped her out with the dress and the veil.

"Because of my mother," she hissed, caressing his ear as she placed a kiss on his jaw, gracing his ear. He shivered at the contact, wondering just how long it would be that they would have to stay at the reception before they could slip away.

They were lead to their table, the cake shimmering with the coconut flakes that glittered like jewels in exhibition. The whole expansive garden was made like a pixy forest, the green foliage swaying to the light breeze that blew every couple of minutes to the guests delight.

"Be thankful we managed to do this in June," the maid of honor's eyes gleamed as the groom shooed her away so that he could murmur something into his bride's ear. She giggled, smirking as she tugged him by his tie so that she could kiss him senseless.

The party just whooped, the older generation smiling, looking away, as the plates were served and the champagne poured endlessly.

"What do you think he said to her?" Sakura asked her date to the affair.

Syaoran grinned, bouncing her curls as he rubbed her side, making her shiver as it slid around her tummy slightly, with the hand that he'd sneaked around her waist. "Something that newlyweds are prone to do," he answered, snickering as she pushed him back playfully.

"Sakura," a grinning statuesque young woman called her. They had just recently made their acquaintance, but it was rather easy to get familiar with the smiling teenager that was the maid of honor. "We have to set a time for the cake and speech," she rolled her eyes in the typical manner they had all gotten accustomed to. "Lei said to move expeditiously," she accented the word which said just how she was taking his words.

"That is very much like my brother," Syaoran let her slip away, watching her carefully as she went to the table to almost thump the groom on the side of his head with a laughing maid of honor and bride.

"Who would have thought he'd be the first to marry," Kei remarked as he placed a hand over his elder brother's shoulder. Both spent silent minutes just observing Lei as he just had eyes for his wife. Karen just shined from the inside, showing everyone that she was right where she had wanted to be for the better part of her life.

"Be careful of what you say brother of mine, or Jen is going to skin you," he had it on the best authority that it wouldn't be long before Kei joined his twin in the altar. Kei had always had a plan to marry after they finished their perspective schooling and it had definitely come to that time. Lei had finally finished Law school, passed the bar, and they were already in with a very promising firm that dealt with his passion, international law.

Kei had finished his graduate school, concentrating in school so he could finish his thesis before he turned 23. Definitely an overachiever when it came to school. He was officially engaged though, so it was a further step away from his elder brother. A fact they make sure to harp him on whenever they came together.

"What about you?" Kei lifted a brow, mimicking the obnoxious face his twin usually wore when he wanted to get into their older brother's craw.

"Has it occurred to you that I have not even been involved for a year?" the look his brother gave him just had him laugh in incredulity. "You have been with Jen for more than half your life and Karen and Lei were skirting around each other for years. What does that say about me?" They walked, ribbing each other to their table, their parents grinning as the activities went on their way. The brothers eyed one another as they thought of the preparations that had gone endlessly for months for just this afternoon.

"It won't be long," their mother was sure that they could hear her as she talked to her husband. "I can feel it."

"We'll finally be rid of them, won't we?" Yusuke chortled as his sons shot him looks of disapproval as he wiggled his brows. "Do you think it'll be before or after they get knocked up?"

Both brothers just slapped their foreheads, blushing to the tip of their ears as their father had a great time at their expense.

The time had slipped away, laughing and toasting to the new couple. It was time for the dancing to take the stage. Sakura waited until the bride and groom led the first waltz, the bridesmaids following, which meant she had to find her partner.

"Looking for me," he murmured to her ear as he twirled her from the edge of the set dance floor to the middle. He swept her into a perfect waltz, the timing perfectly kept with the fluttering violins. It was too easy to let him lead her through the small waltz, which gave her all the time in the world to concentrate on him.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Sakura remarked as the lights shined low as the sky darkened.

"Everything's always beautiful when you're around," he made a point to say that before he acknowledged what she meant with a smile.

"You are incorrigible," she laughed, happy to be in his arms. The music slowed down, coming to an end before a ballad was struck out. He brought her closer to him, slipping an arm around her waist protectively. The other lingered on her other side, feeling her sides as his eyes gleamed.

"You know, don't you?" Sakura felt breathless, drowning in his amber eyes, gold shining through as he let his hand slip to her stomach, brushing the underside of her breasts. He pointedly let it slide down to her navel, but not pressing.

"Yes," he pulled away, lifting her high in the air before doing a slight twirl.

"When?" She was very curious to what he would reply. How could he know? It hadn't been even two weeks since she'd found out.

"That's my little secret," Syaoran knew it would just infuriate her to no end. He took advantage of her disconcerted movements to kiss her.

"Are you happy?" she asked him, pressing against his body as they barely moved in place. It hadn't been planned. She didn't even truly know if he had thought of the possibility. That's why she'd dragged her heels while preparing for the wedding.

"Yes, Sakura," he made sure to look her straight in the eye when he answered her, tipping her face upwards so that they would only concentrate on one another. "There's a little piece of me and you growing in here," he rubbed her navel, grinning. "I almost gave it away to my father earlier when he made a remark about me and Kei not getting married until we got our girls knocked up."

"He is a pretty astute man," she laughed along with him after trying to remain serious at uttering those words.

"Have you told anyone else?" he asked her, wondering when the right time to broach the other subject would come to pass.

Sakura blushed, looking away as she beckoned him closer. "You told them!" he almost hissed, wondering in what universe it seemed justice for Touya to find out that Syaoran was going to be a father before him.

"Don't pout," she told him, snickering as she recalled the particular conversation. She was never going to reveal how that had gone over. She smiled to the other revolving pairs, feeling his shoulders calm as they swayed to the slow music.

"Should we get married before it starts to show?" he asked her, the ring he'd been carrying for weeks in his pocket gleaming between his fingers as he slipped away from the dancing floor to one of the walkways. He didn't want an audience, wanting to savor her nearness.

"I was wondering when you were going to give me that," she said in the same tone of revelation that he had used earlier. It was his turn to widen his eyes as she smirked knowingly at him.

"How?"

"You've been carrying that with you for a long time Syaoran, did you not think that I would see it and figure it out?"

"We're a pair, aren't we?" he smiled at her as they settled into one of the benches that surrounded the elaborate fountain, changing colors as it highlighted images carved into its pool.

"Do you think we could do without such an elaborate festivity?" she wondered, thinking of all the work that had to go into this particular ceremony. "I wouldn't mind just having family and very close friends around."

"Whatever you want," he felt like shouting to the world.

She waited, clearing her throat as she looked at his fist pointedly. She motioned for him to proceed. Syaoran just brought her close, slipping the ring into her finger as he asked her, "Sakura, will you be my partner, my confidant, my lover, the mother of my children, my wife?"

"Yes," she cried out, knowing that she was crying because she was happy, not because of hormonal imbalances and whatnot. Every woman deserved the chance to cry when she was proposed. "Do you think they'll mind if we stay away for awhile."

They snuggled to the lingering music as they concentrated on each other.

"There you are," Fanren took Sakura away as Syaoran protested. "She's going to throw the bouquet," there was definitely a sense of competition coming from his sister as her eyes gleamed.

"If you'll excuse me," Sakura called as she dragged her future sister in law away. Syaoran just shook his head, wondering if it was just a woman thing.

All of the natural light had gone, appropriate for the atmosphere as he was joined by his parents and a bouncing Feimei. She was taking a break from the baby, conversing with her parents while her little scamp jumped through the adults as if he was high on sugar.

"It's great to have the whole family together," their mother placed a kiss on each of their foreheads. "Where have the years gone?" it was a rather nostalgic tone that had his sister sniffling in remembrance.

"You guys shouldn't cry," Yusuke placed an arm around each woman. "My girls shouldn't cry, even if you're happy."

"Stop it dear," Yelan was back to her usual self, gripping his hand in hers and slipping them away.

"He still can't help but blubber when he sees one of us crying," Feimei smirked, blinking as she let her watering eyes dry by the motion. "Goodness, I can't help but be emotional."

"Don't worry sister," she came right to his arms, savoring the comfort he offered.

"You're such a good man," she said to him. "Are you ever going to make me cry like this too anytime soon?"

She paid very close attention to his reaction, smirking as he tried his best to not show any type of reaction. She decided to keep it to herself as others approached. Siefa was triumphant, gloating to her other sisters as she held the beautiful bouquet.

"We already welcomed her officially into the family. She cried when we told her she was finally our fifth sister." All the woman smiled, their eyes misting as they recalled the scene. It had been rather emotional and poignant.

"Aren't you going to join the men?" Fuutie ribbed him, changing the subject and lifting the emotional display.

"What's the point?" he just slipped his arm around Sakura's shoulder while looking at their expectant faces. "All of the women in my harem are already here." He objected to their playful pummels, laughing as they gave a mock chase to him, the bouquet almost thrown at his head.

"He did that on purpose," Feimei pointed out to Sakura as her other sisters gave chase to their younger brother. She devilishly held onto Sakura's hand, looking at the ring. She shushed her friend, winking as she placed a kiss and slight hug before slipping away to look for her table, her lips very much sealed.

The slipping away of the bride and groom took some time, but it was finally accomplished. Lei whooped from the limo as they were driven away, finally alone to enjoy each other.

"May I have this dance?" Syaoran held out his hand, waiting for her to slip hers through so that he could take the lead. They swayed to the music, the tranquility lulling them.

"Do we have anything planned for tomorrow?" he asked her, thinking that even if there was, he could do away with it.

"Not that I know of," she replied.

"Perfect madam," he whispered salaciously into her ear as he nipped her earlobe. "What do you say we slip away from here and go to a little place of our choosing so that we can privately celebrate?"

"More celebration," she seemed to take some time to mum it over. She just burrowed deeper into his embrace as they swayed to their own private rhythm. "Let's just wait a bit and enjoy the family for a bit. We have nothing but time, don't we?"

He simply kissed her, savoring her love while they idly waited for the rest of the world to join them.