Episode 16-Christmas Festival
Sakura’s Point of View
I opened the door groggily, rubbing my eyes.
Syaoran walked out of the bathroom (shirtless, of course^^) and I blushed, looking down.
He stood there, like he was waiting. I couldn’t remember if us being together was just a wonderful dream, or…
His head cocked to one side, he asked, “What, is that all I get?”
I looked up, and he smiled, opening his arms.
I jumped into them, and he kissed my hair. “Good morning, gorgeous,” he murmured into my ear, causing me to blush even more.
He chuckled, patted my head and walked into his room.
After I was dressed, I flew downstairs. Syaoran was talking to one of the butlers about the festival.
“Yes, some of the other Ruling Groups come here and celebrate.” I hear him say, and Syaoran nodded his head.
I jumped into the conversation. “Which ones? Which districts, I mean?”
The butler looked at me and smiled. “Hmm, lets see…Youkai, Kiyoi, and…Kirameki, I think.”
I gasped happily. “Youkai is my brother’s district! Well, he was coming already, but I didn’t know his entire Ruling Group would be coming, too! Oh, it’s so cool, he’s got Yue Reed, the Guardian Beast, in his! They’re so cool! And Kiyoi is my dad’s!! Uwaah, I haven’t seen him in so long! I can’t wait!” I squealed.
Syaoran put his arm around my waist. “I’m glad I finally get to meet your family,” he said.
Then it hit me. Toya. Here. Syaoran. Me. Death. Crap. “Syaoran,” I told him sternly. He looked at me. “You won’t live to see tomorrow.”
He blinked, then laughed.
Tomoyo’s voice came suddenly from the door. “It’s true, man. He’s way overprotective.”
“Tomoyo!” I crowed, and hugged her. Syaoran looked confused.
“Why?”
“Hey, monster! You home?” I heard the familiar deep voice call from the door.
My heart jumped as I ran to the door. I flung it open to see Toya’s smiling face there.
He ruffled my hair, and I hugged him tightly.
“Good to see you, monster.” He told me, chuckling.
“I am not a monster,” I growled, but clung to him nonetheless.
“Toya!” Tomoyo sang, beaming. She joined the hug, too.
“Hey, Tommy!” Toya used the nickname she hated; he loved to tease us. “Man, you two are so big now! You’re definitely a monster, Sakura.”
I let that one slide.
“Hey, you guys! Oh! Sakura, Tomoyo!” Yukito came up the path, smiling.
“Yukito!” we transferred over to him.
Eriol came jogging down the path.
“Tomoyo, Sakura!” he called breathlessly. I waved.
He caught up to us. Tomoyo giggled. “Someone got up really late, didn’t they?”
“Mmm,” he said, kissing Tomoyo. His arms wrapped around her waist and hers up to his neck.
For some reason, I blushed. “Umm…a-ahem…”
They broke apart, looking at me. Not meeting their gaze, I thrust a hand back to Toya.
“Oh yeah!” Tomoyo realized, and went pink.
Eriol noticed the two older guys for the first time. “Oh, hi…”
Yukito, as usual, grinned at him, but Toya (also as usual) glared at him.
“Man, Tommy, you really have grown up,” he said, keeping his glare locked on Eriol.
Eriol started to look uncomfortable, and Tomoyo giggled, embarrassed.
“Er…I-I'm Eriol Hiiragazawa, Tomoyo’s boyfriend…nice to…meet you?” he squeaked.
“Hrrrr,” Toya growled, the sound running deep from his throat.
Eriol was really uncomfortable; I could see that my brother was really intimidating.
“Yeeaahh, I'm just gunna…what was that, Syaoran, my man? Ahh, yes, I'm coming! Well, I have to go now, because…eek!” he ran away at his fake call from Syaoran.
Tomoyo and I burst into a fit of giggles. Yukito sighed, shaking his head.
But Toya seemed to pick up that Syaoran was a boy’s name…
And that he was in my house.
“Crraaapp…” I muttered under my breath as he looked back at my home.
“Syaoran, eh?” Toya said, glaring at the door. Suddenly, his head snapped back to me. “Who is he?”
I shivered, thinking of my boyfriend bring flung over the path with broken limbs. That may happen…
“Erm…he’s my comrade…” I told my brother.
“Toya, come on, she’s seventeen,” Yukito said. “And besides, she has to live with him.”
Toya mumbled something but let it drop.
“Okay, kiddo, show me your house. Have the maids and butlers been good to you?” he asked, managing a smile.
I nodded. “Yep! As thanks, I sometimes bake for them!”
He ruffled my hair. “That’s Sakura for you.”
“Can we come and see, Sakura?” Yukito asked.
I nodded again. “Sure!”
We went inside the house, and the maids started whispering and giggling when they saw Toya and Yukito. Being Yukito, he smiled at some of them, and they all blushed. (One fainted, actually…tsk, tsk…)
I heard Eriol talking hurriedly to Syaoran in the kitchen.
“Holy crap, dude, he’s gunna eat you!”
Syaoran snorted. “I don’t think he’s gunna be that extreme; he is Sakura’s brother. My image of anyone related to her is a super cute, amazingly nice person.”
I giggled and flushed scarlet.
“Nahh, man, you gotta believe me, I swear, I was kissing Tomoyo and he got so!” Eriol went on.
“Yeah, dude, totally smart move. ‘Oh, yeah, hi, Sakura’s big brother, oh, hi Tomoyo. Lets make out in front of him!’” he hit Eriol with a book. “Idiot.”
“Hey, monster, I'm hungry.” Toya suddenly came up behind me, and walked into the kitchen. I tried to stop him, but he was already there.
“SAKURA!” Toya roared.
I winced. “Er, yes, Toya?”
“Who. Is. He?” he growled.
“This is Syaoran Li, my comrade.” I said, walking over to Syaoran. He grasped my hand, and I smiled up at him.
“Only comrades?” Toya asked, shooting daggers at Syaoran with his eyes. He side glanced at me.
“Hey! You guys, the festival is going to be starting soon, we gotta go!” Tomoyo’s voice sang from the other room.
YES! I thought. Thank you, Tomoyo!
As we all filed out of the kitchen, Tomoyo ran up to me, giggling. I high-fived her.
“Score!” I whispered, winking. She grinned back at me.
They had to leave for preparations for the festival, but we stayed home to get dressed for it.
Again, the maids were all uber excited to get me all dressed up. They had my clothes off and on in a second.
They dressed me in a short, strapless black dress. The bottom was curvy, and around my waist was a red ribbony thing. They put on make up and my locket from Syaoran, nice and polished.
Syaoran knocked on my door. “Can I come in?”
“Sure!” I said. They were fitting some shoes on; they were red, but translucent, high heels.
Syaoran went pink when he saw me, which caused me to turn rosy, too.
“You look…really cute,” he said, but his voice cracked, which made him go a deep red. I giggled.
“Thank you,” I said, smiling. “You look really handsome,” I told him, studying the suit he was wearing. He had the jacket that made it look like a suit, with a white dress shirt underneath, and dressy pants as well.
“They tried to brush my hair,” he said, patting it down. “But it’s impossible to tame.”
I stood, for they were done with me, and gathered in a crowd behind us, whispering and giggling. I ignored them.
“It’s okay,” I said, approaching him. “Your hair is…sexier that way,” I said, smiling, even though I was a little embarrassed.
He smiled back at me, and lifted my chin up. He greeted my lips gently with his own, and all the maids sighed.
I heard a whistle from the door, and we snapped our heads toward the source.
Eriol leant against the doorframe, grinning, and Tomoyo chuckled from behind her digital camera, which was video taping us.
I coloured, and scolded her. “Tomoyo, why do you have to video tape everything?!”
She chuckled some more. “Because I love creating memories,” she said.
“Sure,” I mumbled under my breath. Syaoran laughed a little, and put his arm around my waist.
“Well, shall we get going now?” he asked.
“Yes, you should! Go, now!” Kaoru shooed us suddenly out of the room.
She held me back a second, long enough to whisper, “I’m glad you listened.”
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“Wow, this place is amazing!” Meiling exclaimed as she took in the surroundings. It’s true, it was; lights everywhere, decorations, streamers, everything!
“Hey, Mei!” Lord Yoshida’s voice sounded from behind us, and she went and jumped into his arms, kissing his cheek.
“Hey, Sakura, Syaoran,” I heard that familiar voice in front of me, and looked up.
“Kazuhide…” I breathed, as he stood, smiling sheepishly, in front of me.
“Good to see you again,” he said.
Syaoran growled, and put his arms around me. “You’re one of the reasons I lost memory, I hope you know.”
He looked surprised. “What?” A deep rumble sounded from Syaoran’s throat.
“And I’ll have you know, she’s mine now,” he said defensively, pulling me closer to him.
He frowned, muttering, “Congrats…”
Syaoran smirked, and pressed his lips to my forehead.
“Is that really you, Sakura?”
I whirled around, to see my dad’s smiling face.
“Daddy!” I cried, running out of Syaoran’s arms and into his.
He laughed, and embraced me. “Hi, there, Sakura! How are you?”
“I haven’t seen you in so long!” I buried my face in his chest.
“Have you seen Toya yet?” he asked.
I looked at him, annoyed. “Yes, and he scared away Tomoyo’s boyfriend.”
“I wasn’t…scared…” Eriol said, rattled slightly. Tomoyo laughed.
“This is Eriol, my comrade, and boyfriend, Mr. Kinomoto,” Tomoyo said, abashed though she was still laughing.
Dad held out his hand, and Eriol clasped it firmly.
“It’s nice to meet you, sir, I'm Eriol Hiiragazawa,” he said. “I'm glad to see that you’re nicer than your son…oh, crap! Did I say that out loud?!”
My dad laughed heartily, and I smirked. Eriol blushed, looking away. Tomoyo kissed him, and Syaoran scooted away.
Syaoran! I thought, remembering him.
Eh? He replied in my head.
No, shut up, I wasn’t trying to say anything to you, I thought back.
“Dad, this is Syaoran Li, my comrade…” I stopped there.
Syaoran bowed, winking at me. “Syaoran Li, it’s a pleasure to meet you sir.”
My father patted his back. “He’s a fine fellow.”
“Thank you, sir…”
My dad’s new comrade, Ruby Moon, came running up to him.
“Fujitaka-! Is this your daughter?” Ruby asked.
My dad nodded. “Yes, this is Sakura. Sakura, I don’t think you’ve met my new comrade, have you?”
I shook my head. “No, I only heard about it.”
“She’s sooo cute!” she squealed, and my dad laughed awkwardly.
“Yes…” he said, admiring me.
Ruby Moon replaced my mom years ago, after she died. An evil force was said to have killed her, but it was never found again.
“DAD!” Toya yelled, coming up behind us.
“Hey, Toya!” he responded, doing this weird high-five thingy with him. Eriol ‘eeped’ and ducked behind Tomoyo, who burst into laughter.
Toya noticed Syaoran, who suddenly looked paralyzed.
“You never did answer my question-,” he started, but I grabbed Syaoran’s hand and ran off, yelling, “Ooo, look, Syaoran, er…food! Buy me some?”
“Erm…of course…” he replied, dumbfounded. I assumed he had peed himself by this point.
I stopped, panting, behind a hill that bordered Tomoeda. “How much time do we have?”
He looked at the big clock behind him, on the highest building in the district. “40 minutes before we’re needed. You’re brother scares the crap out of me, might I add.”
I laughed a little, rubbing the back of my head. He plopped down on the hill beside me, snaking his arm around me. I smiled at him.
He gently pressed his lips onto mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He rolled over so that he was on top of me, and his tongue was soon at my mouth. I don’t know how long we went on like that for, but it was great…
“What. The. F!$%.” Toya snarled; from the direction his voice was coming, I'd say he was beside us.
Syaoran froze, as did I. But, he didn’t come off of me; he was probably afraid of being killed.
Finally, he did, and I sat up, which was weird, ‘cause he was kind of, like…on my lap, in a really weird position…
Toya glared at Syaoran, worse than I'd ever seen. I bit my lip and gulped.
“What are you doing to my little sister, you little brat?” he demanded in a cold, deathly snarl.
“Erm…m-making out, sir.” He squeaked; I hit him, but I could tell he couldn’t think straight with Toya glowering at him the way he was.
“THAT’S IT!” Toya roared, grabbing the collar of Syaoran’s shirt and holding him in the air. Syaoran’s mouth hung open in a silent scream. Toya’s fist rushed towards his face, and Syaoran clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, preparing for the impact.
Something hit Toya’s hand and rebounded off of it.
“That’s enough, Toya!” I looked up and saw Yue at the top of the hill.
“But the little punk’s…!” Toya didn’t want to finish his sentence; his teeth were still clenched together, glaring at Syaoran, who still looked terrified despite his usual way of going about things.
“Toya, let him go!” I cried.
Toya, without taking his piercing eyes off of him, threw Syaoran to the ground with a painful sounding thud. I rushed over to him.
“You okay?” I asked in the calmest voice I could muster.
“Possibly,” he responded, managing a small smile as he rubbed his chest where my brother had held him.
“Come, Toya,” Yue said, turning around.
Toya walked over to us and bent down in front of Syaoran.
“If I hear that you’ve-,” his eyes flicked to me “-done anything to my little sister, I will personally rip your balls off,” he growled.
“Toya!” I said, hitting him. Of course, he didn’t feel it, just put his arm around me and kissed my forehead before walking away.
I sighed and looked at Syaoran, who was recovering….little by little.
“Hey, what time is it?” I asked.
He looked over his shoulder. “Oh, crap! We have to go, we have ten minutes!”
He jumped up and grabbed my hand. I used the Dash card, and we ran like the wind back to the central building.
Syaoran’s Point of View
We finally made it to the central building. I was panting, even though we had used the Dash card. Meiling ran up to us.
“There you are, where have you been!? We’ve been worried!” she cried.
“Sorry,” Sakura told her. “We were…” she looked at me, turning pink. “…having some, er, alone time, when my brother came in and ruined our fun,” she sighed, and I chuckled.
I bent down to her ear, still chuckling. “You thought it was fun, too, eh? Well, we should do it more often, then.”
She giggled, still pink and embarrassed. I grinned.
Meiling rolled her eyes. “Oh, please.”
Eriol burst into laughter. “Please, please don’t tell me what you were doing!”
I smirked, putting my arms around Sakura’s waist in a criss-crossy sort of way, and my head was next to hers, breathing in her wonderful scent. “Nothing that you haven’t done, I'm sure,” I said to Eriol, winking.
Sakura was smiling in her cute, embarrassed but happy sort of way, and I kissed her cheek, her smile contagious.
Suddenly, it felt as if a presence were watching me and I flicked my eyes back behind me, but no one was there, so I ignored it.
Yoshida came out the door and beckoned for us to go inside. He clasped Meiling’s hand, and they started walking. Eriol shrugged and followed suit. I kissed Sakura one last time before grabbing her hand and walking in behind the others.
Everyone was there; the people of Tomoeda, Mr. Kinomoto’s Ruling Group, Toya’s Ruling Group (shuddershudder) and the last one…they seemed familiar, but hid their faces, so I didn’t know who they were.
We were put in our thrones, the biggest of them all. Our glove things shot to our hands, signaling our status.
As the quirky Vice-Mayor (whom we hadn’t seen in rather a long time…since the last festival! Thank God…) started talking, I leant in closer to Sakura and whispered, “This is different from the other festival, eh? If they make us dance, well, we’ll accept the slow song, won’t we?”
She chuckled lightly. “Yeah, if you want Toya to beat you down,” she said, winking.
“Aww, let’s forget him. I mean, your dad can restrain, as can Yue, it seems,” I grinned. She giggled, but then told me to pay attention because she could feel Toya glowering at me.
“-and we’d like to thank them for coming,” the Vice-Mayor finished. Now, Lord Yoshida came up, his smile blindingly white. A little pack of girls actually had a big poster of him with hearts all around, but he ignored them, I could tell.
“Yes, and we’d like to thank all of you for coming as well,” his deep voice boomed, and the girls sighed.(haha, I caught him sigh and turn away from them) “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to Tomoeda!” he raised his hands in the air, and fireworks exploded. The crowd burst into cheers. (except the Lord’s fan club, who screamed, “WE LOVE YOU, LORD YOSHIDA!”)
Well, looks like these crazy people never change, I thought, smiling to myself. Still setting off fireworks in buildings.
“And now, our Ruling Groups will start the dance!” he swung his hand around to all four of the Ruling Groups. “Oh, er, and my son with Meiling Li.”
I eagerly snatched Sakura’s hand and we dashed out to the dance floor, followed by Meiling and Kazhushige and Eriol and Tomoyo.
Toya and Kaho walked down, and Toya looked calm and happy(!). Mr. Kinomoto was dragged down by Ruby Moon, and some other people came down as well.
We all started dancing, and I had to re-teach the steps to Sakura. After a few tries, she got the hang of it.
“There you go,” I told her. “You’re doing great!” We kept dancing, until Toya came up behind me.
“The music stopped, now hands off.” He lashed out. I obeyed, and we went back to our seats.
The rest of the festival went by quickly, with lots of fun and laughs.
Finally, we sat at the head of the table at the banquet.
“The food’s great, dad,” Kazushige told Lord Yoshida. He beamed back at his son.
Suddenly, he turned on Eriol, Tomoyo, Meiling, his son, Sakura and I, excitement in his eyes. “So, when do you plan on having on children?”
I couldn’t help it. The drink spewed out of mouth, spraying him with wine.
“Ah! I'm sorry, I was just, er, taken by surprise!” I said.
He wiped his face off with a cloth, but kept his carefree smile.
Sakura stepped in. “Er…why do you assume we are going to…?”
“Because, it’s tradition!”
It was Eriol’s turn to cough up some turkey into his face. Unlike me, he started laughing.
“I don’t know what he’s laughing at, the idea, or that he just spat on the Lord,” I said to Sakura. She went into a fit of giggles.
“Well, it doesn’t have to be now, anyway, you’re still young!” he said, whipping the piece of meat back at Eriol, who was still cracking up.
“Rrrrrrrrr,” Toya said, and the Lord chuckled.
“Over-protective brother, eh?” he mumbled to Sakura, who nodded.
When that was over, we found out that the other Ruling Groups would be staying a while.
“WHAT!?” I cried. I swear, Eriol was crying.
“Yes, another tradition!” Lord Yoshida told us. “They stay in the fanciest inn.”
Toya was watching me. And I had a feeling he would be the whole time he was here.
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