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:As Sakura turned on the spot, her dress snagged in between a rock and a branch. She tried to pull it loose. As the branch gave way, she fell back with a jolt and over the cliff edge.
"SAKURA!" Syaoran launched forwards to grab her hand. He missed by millimetres and Sakura fell towards the ocean...
"SAKURA!" Syaoran screamed as Sakura's small body hit the water and fell under. He threw off his coat and anything heavy and positioned himself to dive in.
Above the waves, something small and auburn bobbed. It moved and looked up, amber met emerald and Syaoran sighed with relief when he saw that she was unhurt. He jumped over the edge to assist her.
As he came up from the water, Sakura smiled at him.
"You didn't have to come after me..." She giggled.
"What did you expect me to do?" Syaoran replied, "You fell in and the water is pretty deep."
"And?" Sakura floated on her back. "I'm quite capable of swimming."
"How was I to know? You never told me whether you could or not."
Sakura smiled. She felt something brush against her leg, something slimy. Whatever it was twisted round her ankle and she was pulled under.
"SAKS!" Syaoran dived under the water after her. A mass of kelp was wrapped round Sakura's ankle, with stones pulling it down. Sakura was pulling hard to wrench herself free, but to no avail. Syaoran swam deeper and started tearing at the sea plant.
One piece ripped, then another, and another until Sakura was free. As he held onto her to bring her to the surface, she felt heavy. He looked to her and saw an unconscious figure. SHIT! He cried in his mind and started kicking hard towards the light of day.
Sakura's eyes fluttered open and she was met with an orange sky beaming down on her. What ever she was lying on was soft and made of many blades, when she turned her head, she saw that it was grass.
"Saks, you're awake." A voice called to her and she looked to her other side. Syaoran sat beside her, tears pricking at his eyes. Sakura mustered a smile and was pulled into a tight hug. "You scared the crap out of me."
"I'm sorry." She felt a shiver up her spine, "Can we go home?"
"Sure," Syaoran picked her up bridal style and headed back towards their house.
He laid her gently on the bed and went to fetch her a towel. When he returned, he saw a sight that shocked him:
Sakura stood, with her back to the door, in nothing but her underwear. Her clothes were dripping, so she'd taken them off to prevent a cold. Yes her underwear was wet, but she was going to wait for the towel that Syaoran was fetching.
The door clicked shut and Sakura spun round. A smile spread across her face. She rushed up to him, snatched the towel from his hand and wrapped it round her body.
"Thanks!" She said. "What?" His eyes were wide and his mouth was slightly open, "What's wrong?"
"You were..." Syaoran uttered as his face turned red.
"I was... What?" Sakura pressed on.
"Never mind!" He ran from the room, feeling redder than a tomato. Sakura shook her head with a sad smile on her face.
Sunday was coming and the couple were lucky, neither of them had caught colds. Sakura woke up during the night, feeling uneasy.
Sakura was wandering round her room, watching the dark clouds.
"A storm is coming," She said with a quaky voice. "I wonder if Syao is awake?" She opened her door quietly as the rain started. The hairs on her arms stood on end and she cried out as the first crack of thunder was heard. She ran to Syaoran's room and opened the door.
"Syao?" She whispered. A figure sat on the edge of the bed facing the window. The figure turned to face Sakura, the light of a lightning flash illuminated the figure's face, chocolate hair and amber eyes. Sakura jumped at a small thunder crack.
"You ok?" Syaoran asked. He flicked the light on and saw the fear in Sakura's eyes. "It's only thunder," He cooed as her pulled her into an embrace.
"I know, but I don't like thunder." She whispered into his chest.
Another lightning flash and the lights went out. Multiple times Syaoran flicked at the light switch, with Sakura still clinging to his top, but nothing happened.
"Power cut." He stated. "Wait here, I'll be back in a moment." He prised Sakura's fingers of his shirt, smiled at her and left the room.
Sakura walked to his bed and sat on the edge. Another crack of thunder sent Sakura diving under the covers, shivering. She heard the door open, but remained put as a flash of lightning lit up the sheets.
"Sakura..." The bed tilted down slightly, "It's not going to hurt you. Look..." Syaoran pulled up the covers and smiled gently at her. "I got candles," He held them up to her and saw a small grin come across her face. "We won't be in the dark, oh, and by the way..." He lowered his head to hers, "You might want to sort out your nightdress."
She looked down at her body and saw that her pink silk nightdress was rolled high up her legs and the straps had fallen from her shoulders. She was quite relieved that nothing was showing, or so she made it seem. Syaoran chuckled at her red face and helped her climb out of the bed. She pulled down her dress and sorted out the straps as he lit the candles with the matches he brought.
The couple sat on the bed, waiting for the storm to pass over. Sakura's fears became more apparent when the thunder was no longer in the distance, but above the house. Every thunder strike sent her diving into Syaoran's arms. Eventually, when she went to pull away, he just held her there.
"You're only going to be coming back in a few moments." He teased. Sakura pouted slightly but lifted herself up and pressed her lips to his. She jumped slightly when the thunder cracked once more, but kept her position. When she pulled away, Syaoran just stared at her. She blushed slightly and looked away.
"...I feel safer with you, and that made me calmer" She said. He smiled and kissed her again.
She wrapped her arms round his neck and guided him down so that they were lying down.
"You're just a wimp when it comes to thunder." He joked, pulling away slightly.
"But you wouldn't have me anyone other way," She smiled. She pushed him off her slightly so that they could roll onto their sides. He pulled her close to him. Gently she ran her hands under his shirt and up his chest. "You're so warm." She muttered.
"Not really, you're just cold." He replied. She pulled her hands out and started unbuttoning his shirt. "W-What are you doing?" Syaoran asked, surprised.
"I said you were warm, and you said I was cold." She smiled cheekily and leant into his bare chest, "Either way, it's comfortable like this." He watched her gently as her stroked her hair. "I love you, Syao." She whispered.
"I love you too." He muttered back, "But why the sudden change in attitude."
"Because..." She trailed of. As thoughts filled her mind, her confidence returned. "Because I want you to be the one to help me forget!" Tears trickled from her eyes. "I want you to help ease the pain," He lifted her head slightly and stared into her eyes. He kissed her gently.
"You know I want to help you." He kissed her nose softly. "But you don't have to push yourself to do anything you don't want to." She looked at him tenderly and nodded.
"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.
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