Disclaimer: I do not own Card captor Sakura, Clamp does.
Rating: M for language, themes and minor 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:The car arrived at the airport around 1am. The couple got out and carried their bags to the terminal. After checking in, they were ushered to the private jet. It took off quickly and Sakura just stared out of the window.
"Pretty..." She mumbled, watching the lights.
"It is, but you're going to need your rest, you'll end up with jet lag otherwise." Sakura nodded and leant against him, quickly falling into a peaceful slumber.
"Amazing!" Sakura cried as she climbed out of the Li car. Syaoran wrapped his arms round her waist and smiled as the driver took the car to the residence.
"Thought you'd like it." He whispered in her ear. She nodded and gazed across the glimmering beach. The white sands shone in the sun, hardly any touched by the faint tide of the crystal sea. She looked to the left to see a small house, just a perfect size for two – the cream walls faded into the sands and the roof tiling sparkled under the blazing sun.
"You never told me..." Sakura started, turning her head to face him. "Where are we?"
"A little island the Li company owns," Sakura rolled her eyes at his comment, "But I've said that." He continued, "It's a good few miles of the east coast of the Philippines."
"In other words, it's going to be very hot for the week we're here?"
"Pretty much." He kissed her neck. "Wanna go for a dip?" He asked, nodding towards the ocean. Sakura nodded and walked him towards the house to get their swim wear, much to his displeasure.
About 10 minutes later, Sakura waded into the luke-warm sea, stopping when it reached her waist, turning and gesturing for Syaoran to follow. He got up from the chair and dived into the sea. Sakura giggled as she straightened her bikini top – A Tomoyo original; a simple red bikini with minor frills round the edge of the string-up bottoms.(A/N we can see what Tomoyo was thinking, hint hint) Spotting the blue swimming trunks that belonged to Syaoran, Sakura dived under to meet him. The pair rose from the water and Syaoran sighed.
"Geez, Saks, I was going to surprise you..." He whined.
"Then you need to work on keeping your sexy rear under the water." She retorted with a smile.
"'Sexy rear' eh..." Syaoran teased. Sakura winked and swam out to the deeper sea, but making sure her feet could touch the bottom. She floated on her back, staring at the passing clouds. Her thoughts were distorted when water was splashed onto her face. She quickly returned to her swimming position and chased after the chocolate hair that bobbed above the water.
"XIAO LANG!" Syaoran swam faster, knowing he was in trouble when she used his Chinese name. He ducked under the water and swam around, behind her.
Sakura stopped and searched the horizon, "Where is he?" She pondered. Before she could think on it, arms wrapped around her waist and she was pulled into a muscular, if soaking wet, chest.
"Right here." Syaoran answered. Sakura stared at him and pouted.
"Meanie."
"But you love me." She just glared at him. He smirked and caught her lips with his, stopping the evil look instantly.
Lemon Warning (Even if it is crap)
She twisted in his arms and wrapped her arms round his neck. His hands travelled down her stomach and to her bikini bottoms. He smirked in the kiss and pulled gently on the strings of her bikini, making her flinch slightly, but she didn't pull away. He gently pulled the fabric from between her legs, letting it float on the non-existent tide – knowing it wasn't going anywhere. It was Sakura's turn to smirk as she removed her arms and lowered them to his hips. Syaoran lifted her up slightly as she pulled his swimming trunks down just enough for there 'act' to continue.
Syaoran held her close to his body as he lowered her onto his enlarged shaft. She moaned in pleasure and moved her hips to meet his movements. He placed kisses down her collar bone, making her giggle as he only brushed her ticklish spot with his lips.
After a final thrust, Sakura leant against him, both of them panting. She pulled away with a smile as she pulled her bikini bottoms back on as he lifted up his trunks. She swam back to him and placed a loving kiss on his lips.
End Lemon (Yes it was small, but I have no inspiration for lemon)
"I love you," She whispered.
He kissed her back, "And I, you."
They swam back to shore together, wrapped themselves in towels and headed back to the beach house.
The inside of it wasn't magnificently decorated, but it was quaint – Two bed, both en suite but a main bathroom was also upstairs; downstairs, a small kitchen/dining area and a large living area. Sakura headed upstairs for a shower while Syaoran cooked a decent meal.
They sat down for dinner in a comfortable silence. Eventually Sakura broke it with a comment that she was dyeing to say.
"I am going to rip Tomoyo apart when we get back," Syaoran stared at her,
"Why?" He instantly regretted it, seeing the annoyed look in his wife's eyes.
"Trust her to give me a string-up bikini with you around."
"HEY!"
"I mean, I love you an all, but is she trying to say something about us." Syaoran took the last mouthful of his food and walked over to her. He swallowed and rubbed her arm.
"Leave it, you know how Tomoyo is. Let bygones be bygones. Anyway..." He smirked. "It's our turn to tease her and Eriol." Sakura tilted her head, so he continued. "You saw what he was like at the wedding, I wonder how will 'get along' these two weeks." Sakura laughed.
"Cheeky, I'm sure Tomoyo will tell me anyway."
"And Eriol to me."
Sakura stood up and hugged him, he quickly returned the gesture."Tired?" He asked. She nodded against his chest. He lifted her bridal style and carried her up to the master bedroom to sleep, (A/N yes, sleep, no more naughtiness for Syaoran. Syaoran: OI! What do you think I'm like?" Me: Well...Uh-oh, Syaoran with sword, bad idea. RUN!)
The two weeks passed quickly and soon Sakura ans Syaoran were back in the clutches of Japan. (A/N I know it's quick, but there isn't much else to happen otherwise) They were instantly welcomed back into the house with questions by Tomoyo and Eriol – they were house-sitting while the newly-weds were away.
"TOMOYO!" Sakura glared at her.
"Yes?" Tomoyo replied sweetly.
"What were you thinking?" She shouted. Syaoran gulped and he and Eriol walked back to the kitchen.
"About what?" Tomoyo kept the sweet air around her.
"A STRING-UP BIKINI!" Sakura roared, chasing her best friend. "WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO INSINUTATE? WITH THAT PERVERT AROUND!"
"OI, I heard that!" Syaoran shouted at them, causing them to stop and laugh. Tomoyo blushed.
"Sorry, Kura." Tomoyo pouted. Sakura smiled and pulled her into a friendly hug. "Tell me everything!" Sakura sighed – knowing she would have to tell one way or another. They sat in Sakura's bedroom as she confided everything about the homey moon and everything said since the engagement.
"Wait!" Tomoyo said. "Have you checked if your pregnant?" Sakura shook her head, not at all surprised by Tomoyo's outburst.
"I've just got back. I was a bit concerned, I was supposed to start the 4th d or 5th day of the honeymoon, but nothing." She smiled. "If it happens, it happens, I'm just happy it's with him." Tomoyo smiled at her. "Now!" Sakura smirked. "What about you and Eriol?" Tomoyo blushed crimson.
"He – me – his – us..." She stammered. Sakura rolled her eyes at her. Tomoyo took a deep breath. "He asked me to be his girlfriend." She finally said.
"And?"
"I said yes." Sakura squealed for her.
"Congrats." She said, hugging her best friend.
The next day, Sakura popped to the shop and came back with a small box. Syaoran was a bit suspicious, but decided not to pry. After a few minutes in the bathroom, Sakura came out, and stared at Syaoran. In her hand, a small thermometer sized bar (A/N I don't know how to describe it, you all know what I'm talking about).
"Syao..." She whispered, a small, genuine, smile creeping across her lips. "There's something you need to see."
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