Disclaimer: I do not own Card captor Sakura, Clamp does.
Rating: M for language, minor themes and violence
Summary: Sakura was an orphan, no-one knew of where she lived, bar her best friend Tomoyo. The populars isolate her because it's rare for her to have a genuine smile, who could blame her; after all, her whole family was dead, plus she was always late. But, when a new boy comes to school and finds out Sakura's secret, what will he do? Mock her? Help her? Reject her? Teach her there's more to life? Make her life hell? or Love her?
Last time: "I know, but... I want it to be you."
"Just know this," He wiped away one of her tears and put his forehead to hers, "I'm not going to force you to do anything."
"Thank you..." She whispered as she drifted back to sleep in his arms.
Days passed, days turned into weeks, and weeks turned to months. Soon the end of year exams were immanent.
"AHH!" A shout was heard throughout the house. Syaoran rushed up to Sakura's room and bounded through the door.
"What happened?!" He asked in a panic.
"I don't get the math," Sakura stated. Syaoran sighed.
"You shouted over that."
"Well, our exams are soon and I fail to comprehend the subject that is Mathematics." Sakura smirked.
"Well you're going to have no trouble in English." Syaoran joked. He walked over to her. "Need any help," He peered over her shoulder and at her work. Most of her workings were scribbled out and any that were visible were either wrong or left half done.
"Please," Sakura blushed slightly, "If you haven't got any other work to do."
"I will and I don't," He rubbed to top of her head, frizzing her hair. "I finished mine ages ago."
"Well you're more organised than me!" She stuck her tongue out at him and flattened her hair.
"Maybe, maybe not." He smiled gently at her, "You're more organised when you cook than me, not to mention a better cook." She blushed.
"I like cooking, that's why, it's fun. Trust me, math isn't!" She smiled back at him as he pulled up a chair to sit beside her.
"So... What don't you get?"
3 hours passed and the sun was starting to set.
"I think we should take a break now. You've taken in a lot."
"I understand it when you put it in laments terms, the teacher goes on and on in complicated dribble: 'You can use trigonometry to find the hypotenuse of this triangle and blah blah blah,' How the heck was I supposed to understand that?" Sakura pouted.
"Come on, let's go outside," Syaoran stood up, "The dusk air is relaxing after working for a while." Sakura nodded and followed him into the garden.
The couple sat in a gazebo, watching the sun set over the trees. Syaoran had his arm around Sakura's shoulder and she leant into him.
"It's so pretty." Sakura mused out loud.
"I still think you're more beautiful." Syaoran blushed at his own statement while Sakura giggled and smirked.
"Why think? I know I'm better looking." She jumped up and backed away, waiting for his response...
"Someone thinks highly of herself."
"Only 'cause I have reason to... Look at you for example." She knew her comment was a bit over the top, so she started running.
"You little..." Syaoran launched to his feet and chased her. Round the fountains, weaving through the trees and flower beds and into the house. Sakura ran up the stairs and towards her room. She ran round one side of her bed, and as he came to catch her, she jumped up onto it. But only to get her foot caught in the bedding and find herself flat on her back. Syaoran jumped above her, pinning her to the bed.
~Lemon Warning~
"Gotcha!" He cheered. She smiled gently with a pink tinge on her cheeks. He gently pressed his lips to hers. The kiss soon became more passionate, with their tongues dancing around each other and her arms round his neck.
"I love you, Syao" Sakura whispered as they pulled away for air.
"I love you too, my little cherry blossom." Sakura blushed at the private nickname he had given her. She moved her hands away from his neck and to his well-toned chest. Slowly she unbuttoned his shirt as they kissed again. When she had finished, Syaoran made his move, lifting her shirt up and over her head in one quick movement. The desire in their minds seemed to connect, for in seconds, the pair had stripped each others clothes and were lying nude on the bed. From her lips, he trailed kisses down her neck and shoulders, down her chest and to her breasts. Sakura flinched as the warmth of his tongue moved round her nipple. He slowly trailed kisses from one breast to the other and down her stomach. Sakura quickly found herself panting and moaning.
"S...Syao..." He looked up at her.
"We can stop if you want...I'm not forcing you." She found the energy to give him his answer in a simple shake of the head and pleasure in her eyes. He continued his kisses down to her most sensitive area. Sakura's back arched as his tongue plunged into her and ran around her walls.
"Syao..." She moaned.
After a few moments he lifted himself up and back over the panting Sakura. He gave her a gentle look to ask for permission and to make sure she was still ok. She just nodded and wrapped her arms round his chest. Gently he positioned himself and started moving himself into her. She cringed and dug her nails into his back.
"If it hurts too much, I'll stop." He cooed.
"I'm fine..." She breathed, "Please," He nodded and quickly thrust the rest of himself in, to minimise the length of pain time. Sakura cried out and he pulled her to his body.
"I'm sorry." He whispered in her ear.
"It's ok." She managed to say. "I'm just... It's just my first time, no matter what those stupid rumours said." As her breathing slowed slightly, he started to move, gently thrusting in and out of her.
"It's my first time as well," He said around the movement. "So we'll learn together." He kissed her neck as she nodded. He sped up his thrusts as her body became accustomed to him, and soon found himself tackling pressure in his manhood. Before he could stop, he found himself pressing harder and liquid emerging from the tip.
The couple collapsed onto the bed together, panting. Sakura rolled on her side to face him.
~End Lemon~
"That was amazing," She whispered. "A bit sore, but great."
"Indeed," He kissed the top of her forehead, "I love you Sakura."
"And I you," She smiled gently. "Maybe we should take showers, to wash off." Syaoran nodded.
"And maybe separately, like you said, a bit sore." He smirked. She nodded.
"I'll see you in a bit,"
The two had their showers, Syaoran in cold water to calm his thoughts, and Sakura in hot water to relax her soreness.
When she was done, Sakura headed towards Syaoran's room in her nightdress and dressing gown. She knocked on the door, after hearing the 'Come in' from Syaoran, she opened it and walked in. He gestured for her to lie beside him on the bed. She dropped her dressing gown and curled up beside him under the covers.
"You want to know something?" She murmured.
"What?" He replied.
"I'm glad I'm on the pill." She joked, the murmured, "Even if it is for stupid period problems." He chuckled and rubbed her back.
"Maybe one day, Sakura," He yawned. Sakura nodded.
"Yeah, one day..." She followed his example and drifted to sleep.
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