Subject: [FFML] [CCS] Sakura's Christmas Surprise Chap 5 - Sakura's Return to a Normal Life
From: "David Barry" <lordarchive@hotmail.com>
Date: 12/23/2006, 9:23 AM
To: ffml@anifics.com

Sakura's Christmas Surprise

Chapter 5: Sakura's Return to a Normal Life

By Lord Archive

Characters are property of CLAMP and are used without consent.

Warning, this chapter contains adult situations. There is no graphic
depiction of anything beyond kissing, however it does hold implied acts
done 'off screen' much as one would find in a Soap Opera on afternoon
television or in evening shows (in particular a few episodes of 'Roseanne'
has had similar implied content.)

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Meilin huffed. "Have I ever told you how much I hate airports?"

Tomoyo paused in thought. "Actually, no you haven't."

The increasingly upset Chinese girl folded her arms. "You're always
sending someone off, leaving them, or trying to find them in this
confusing mess."

Tomoyo nodded in sympathy. "At least with Sakura-chan she'll be able to
find us."

"It does make things easier for us." Meilin sent a side glance at her
friend. "Do you have any idea why Kinomoto is coming home already? She
could've stayed there for another week."

Tomoyo shrugged. "Li-kun's mother told me when I was setting this up that
Sakura-chan would be the one to decide when or if she would return home."
The girl frowned as she finished her statement. "I never did like that
last part."

Meilin raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't sound right. Kinomoto couldn't
possibly be allowed to stay in Hong Kong like that. They wouldn't be able
to marry there until they're twenty-one. And I don't see her agreeing to
stay with my family, getting trained morning, noon and night, while being
away from you and her family."

Tomoyo smiled cheerfully at that. "Then it would be best if Li-kun comes
here. All they'd need here is parental consent for marriage."

"And being sixteen," Meilin corrected. "Hong Kong won't recognize a
marriage before that age."

"You seem to know a lot about the marriage laws for Hong Kong," Tomoyo
observed.

Meilin laughed. "Syaoran WAS my fiance for most of my life. I tried to
marry him before he left for Japan the first time."

Tomoyo nodded in understanding and was almost surprised to note there was
no bitterness in Meilin's words, but sounded more like she was thinking
about a fond memory.

"Tomoyo-chan! Meilin-chan!" they heard Sakura cry out. Turning, they saw
the girl running straight toward them, waving her free left arm as her
right was burdened with luggage. She then called out their names again.

Meilin blinked as Tomoyo shot off towards the incoming girl.

"Sakura-chan! Welcome back! And your last baby tooth is gone! How did it
happen? Did Wei-san get it on tape for me?" Tomoyo questioned in a rush.

"Hoooooooeeeeeeeeeeee!" Sakura cried out in surprise. "Ah, yes it is, and
no, Wei-san wasn't there."

"How did it happen?" Tomoyo pressed, but received no reply beyond Sakura's
face turning cherry red.

Meilin didn't have any interest in how the tooth was lost. She stomped
towards the girls, setting her hands on their shoulders. "I've had enough
of this place. Let's get back to Daidouji's before the plushy eats all the
food at the mansion."

Sakura nodded feverishly to escape the question she was faced with.

"Yes. And you can tell me how you lost your tooth there." Tomoyo began to
laugh her strange laugh, while Sakura whined pitifully.

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Chiharu struggled with pulling her bag free of the car trunk, a scowl on
her face thanks to her fiance watching her with an amused look. There was
no help from his parents, nor her own, as they discussed the events of the
trip. With a final tug, the bag freed itself and she fell down onto the
street.

Takashi laughed. "You know you could've asked for help."

"Shut it," Chiharu growled.

"Is that any way to talk to your future husband," Natsumi mockingly
chastised.

"Don't you start too, older sister," Chiharu shot back.

"Oh, dear, are you all right?" Mrs. Mihara asked her daughter.

"I'm fine," Chiharu insisted, now standing and brushing dirt off the back
of her skirt.

"You should've asked for help with your bag," Mrs. Mihara admonished. "So,
how was your honeymoon?"

"MOM?!" Chiharu cried out, her face painted red with embarrassment.

"WHAT?!" Natsumi cried out in surprise.

Takashi's smirk was more evident than his blush.

Mrs. Mihara smiled in amusement. "There's no need to hide your
relationship with Takashi-kun from us."

"Mother, really, I can't talk to YOU about THAT," Chiharu protested with a
huff.

Natsumi alternated between looking at her mother, sister and future
brother-in-law. "Chiharu and Takashi-kun already did IT?!"

Mrs. Mihara laughed. "I doubt this trip was their first time."

"MOTHER?!" Chiharu cried out again before grabbing her bag and running
off.

Takashi merely shrugged and followed after his fiancee.

Natsumi folded her arms. "Does this mean I can go sleep with some boy if I
wanted to?" She sounded as if she was more than a little tempted to do so.

Mrs. Mihara gave her eldest daughter an even look. "If you're sure to
marry him."

"You know you're utterly insane letting Chiharu have sex," Natsumi
groused.

Mrs. Mihara looked over at her frail and bald husband. "Dear, sometimes
it's not about letting something happen, rather than a sacrifice needing
to be done."

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It was getting late in the evening. Already Sakura, Meilin and Tomoyo were
dressed in pajamas as they sat around the large screen television that was
playing the videos Wei had made. Kero-chan slept on the other side of the
room on top of a now empty tray that recently had cookies stacked on it.

Sakura buried her head under a pillow as the video now showed Syaoran
being kissed by his sisters under the mistletoe. She knew very well what
was coming next.

Tomoyo squealed in delight as the next image showed a close-up shot of her
best friend kissing Syaoran. "Sakura-chan, was that your first kiss?"

Sakura nodded sheepishly.

"Kind of a waste, especially for a first one," Meilin spat. "I've given
him better kisses than that."

Sakura accidentally flung the pillow she had held when she sat up quickly.
"You have? Did you use your tongue?"

Meilin looked confused. "Of course not. When I was kissing him, it was
back when we were still engaged. I was still a little girl."

Tomoyo leapt at her best friend, grabbing hold of her hands. "You shared
more kisses with Li-kun, didn't you? You used your tongue, right?"

Sakura tried to scamper away, blushing fiercely. She managed to pull her
hands back, one instinctively going to her cheek. "I, ah, well..."

Tomoyo's eyes widened even more. "THAT'S how you lost your tooth! Li-kun
knocked it out with his tongue!"

Sakura regained her pillow and tried to hide behind it, while Meilin
looked like she had swallowed her own tongue.

"Tell me you have that on tape!" Tomoyo demanded.

Sakura's pillow shook back and forth.

"A wonderful moment like that, gone!" Tomoyo pushed down the pillow.
"Where did it happen?"

"Syaoran-kun's school," Sakura squeaked out.

"How long was the kiss?" Tomoyo pressed.

"I don't know. It was... intense and long and...," Sakura trailed off.

"Just how far did you go?!" Meilin cried out.

"We just kissed, a lot," Sakura asserted, yet there was a phantom feeling
of his hand on her rear.

Tomoyo giggled, wishing she had that on tape. "And what did you do with
the tooth?"

Sakura shrugged cluelessly. "I don't know. I never got it back from
Syaoran-kun after he spit it out of his mouth."

"He didn't?!" Tomoyo chirped.

Sakura could only nod.

Meilin huffed. "I bet he still has it."

"Are there other times you kissed on these tapes?" Tomoyo wondered.

Sakura's reply was to use the pillow to cover her face once again.

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Sakura sat up abruptly from where she had slept on Tomoyo's bedroom floor.
Her hand clutched at her chest. "What was that dream?"

Tomoyo yawned next to her, having used her friends' visit as a long
slumber party. "Bad dream?"

Sakura shook her head, her face flushed. "Not bad, very good really. But
it was... strange."

"How so?" Tomoyo wondered.

Sakura turned away from her friend. "I'm not sure. I was having fun with
Syaoran, yet there was something different about it. I can't really
remember much from it."

Tomoyo gave a tired nod and fell back asleep.

Sakura stared out the window. She remembered far more than she could put
to words. That in her dream both she and Syaoran were very naked and
touching each other. Her body still felt hot from the events of the dream.
She could only guess that they had made love.

Reflecting on her feelings, Sakura wondered if there was something more to
the dream that she just couldn't place. She felt odd. It was almost like
the time she had studied hard for a test, but got the date for it wrong. A
similar feeling of sadness over lost time mixed with relief that she
didn't have to take it yet, though different and more. Trying to figure
out why she'd felt like that was like trying to grab the wind with her
bare hands; while there was a whispery touch tantalizing her senses, there
was no way to hold it.

Glancing at the time, Sakura noticed that she had slept for only a couple
hours. Had she stayed in Hong Kong, she would be going to bed about now.
Would she have fallen asleep in Syaoran's arms, exhausted from love had
she stayed? She shook her head. No way would they have done that,
especially with his mother around. Yet it was a nice thought that they
could've been together so intimately. Touched each other as only people
married in their hearts should do.

Lying back down, Sakura nestled her head against her pillow and pulled her
blanket up to her chin. A smile lightened her lips. "Li Sakura."

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Chiharu hugged her stuffed alligator as she sat on the floor of her
bedroom, sitting across from her best friend. She couldn't make eye
contact, unsure of what to say. Small talk seemed pointless, while what
she wanted to say was far too personal.

"Are you okay, Chiharu-chan?" Rika questioned.

Chiharu fidgeted. "I'm fine."

"You don't look fine to me. What's the matter?" Rika pressed.

Chiharu's gaze locked on her bed. "I don't want to say."

Rika reached over and grabbed the girl's hands. "We're friends, aren't we?
You can tell me anything, just as I can tell you."

"There are some things that are too private," Chiharu retorted with little
conviction.

"I want to make love to Terada-sensei," Rika announced suddenly.

"WHAT?!" Chiharu cried out.

"I want to make love to Terada-sensei," Rika repeated in all seriousness.

"You shouldn't even consider that! I've had enough problems with Takashi
screwing me, but you and Terada-sensei would be a LOT worse. Ignoring it's
illegal for him, he'd have to be bigger than Takashi and it HURTS when we
did it, especially the first time. I can't imagine how much a man, like
Terada-sensei, would hurt a girl our age during sex," Chiharu protested
vehemently.

Rika blinked, her mouth dropping in surprise. "You made love with
Yamazaki-kun already?"

Chiharu flinched as if slapped, realizing what she had blurted out. She
then slouched in defeat. "I wouldn't exactly say 'made love,' but, yes, we
had sex."

"Why wouldn't you tell me that?" Rika wondered, hurt by the believed
betrayal.

Chiharu still couldn't look directly at her friend. "Because I honestly
didn't like it. I didn't exactly dislike it either. It's just... something
I'll have to do as his wife."

Rika couldn't understand what her friend was saying. "Don't you love him?
Aren't you engaged to him?"

"I do care deeply for Takashi. He's been like a brother to me." Chiharu
sighed. "And that's the problem. He's been so close to me for so long, I
have a hard time seeing him as someone I want to touch that way. As for
being engaged to him, the only person to ever ask if I wanted this was
Takashi... and I can't say no to him."

"How often have you done it?" Rika asked curiously. "Did you celebrate the
New Year with him yet?"

Chiharu nodded. "Yeah, we kind of 'celebrated.' My parents let him stay
here last night, and he slept with me in my bed. Before that, just a few
times during the vacation."

"I see..." Rika trailed off uncertainly. "Didn't you ever want to be with
him like this?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure. I do love him, but it was too soon. I'm still not
ready for this," Chiharu admitted.

Rika sighed wistfully. "I think I'm ready to be with Terada-sensei."

Chiharu locked eyes with her friend for the first time that day, and in a
gravely certain voice ordered, "For your own sake and his, DON'T! You
might think you're ready, but you can't be. I know Takashi would never
hurt me, yet I was scared of him that first night in a way I can't
explain. I... I... Just, please, Rika-chan, don't rush into this. Wait
until you're both ready."

Rika folded her arms. "I don't want to wait almost three more years for it
to be safe and legal. I love him so much."

"True love can endure anything, Rika-chan. If waiting three years to be
with him ends up costing you your relationship with him, then it wasn't a
true love. And, honestly, what would happen if you got pregnant and people
found out before you could get an abortion? He'd be in jail for the rest
of his life! Do you want that to happen? To be separated from him forever
just because you couldn't wait?" Chiharu pleaded desperately.

Rika could only bow her head in thought. "I'll think about it."

Chiharu let out a scream of frustration.

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Naoko frowned at the contract before her. "It's still a job."

"That cannot be avoided. They want assurances that they will receive
submissions on time to print monthly," Ishida Noriko informed in a dull,
flat tone. The business pantsuit she wore practically screamed her
occupation as a lawyer.

"If my school finds out about this...," Naoko fretted.

"If they do not know, they cannot issue punitive measures. With this, you
may submit your completed chapter to your editor through email. Your pay
will be directly deposited into an account from which you'll have a debit
card to access and withdraw funds from it as needed. If anyone asks why
you're withdrawing funds, simply tell them Konagi Noa is a family friend
and is very secretive. Your anonymity is secured," Ishida informed with a
similar blandness as the morning traffic report.

Naoko frowned deeply. "Still, this is rather risky, don't you think? I
could end up expelled from school."

"There is risk in any business venture. I am taking a risk by assisting
you on this matter. As long as you follow the contract and don't attract
attention to yourself, neither of us will get in trouble," Ishida replied.
"All that is left is your decision to write for them or to reject this
offer."

In truth, there was no question to Naoko. This was, after all, a dream
come true. Just a tad earlier than she had expected it to. She signed her
life away as 'Konagi Noa.'

Ishida smirked. "Congratulations, Konagi-san. You are now a proud writer
of Dragon Magazine. Don't let anyone know of this."

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Sakura hummed a song to herself as she cooked dinner at her house.
Vacations always seemed to fly by and end far too quickly. The past two
weeks just flew by, yet it seemed like forever since she saw Syaoran.
Though as much as she missed him, it would be nice being home with her
family.

Sakura jumped as the front door opened, signaling the return of her father
from his excavation. She quickly made sure everything was properly placed
and cooking appropriately, before rushing to greet her father. In her
haste she nearly ran straight into her brother, who had picked her father
up from the airport. She took a step back and waved sheepishly. "Welcome
home."

"It's good to be home. Egypt is a wondrous place to visit, but the desert
sun is quite harsh there all year round, even at the start of winter,"
Fujitaka replied.

Sakura frowned. "Are you okay?"

Fujitaka ruffled his daughter's hair. "I'm fine now. But I must say that
was the happiest sun-stroke I've ever had."

Sakura pouted unsure how to accept that. "Did you find anything?"

Fujitaka shook his head. "Not while I was there, but I got to look at a
few artifacts that few have seen in thousands of years."

"Sakura aren't you cooking something? I think it's boiling over," Touya
groused from down the hall.

"Hooooooeeeeeeee!!!!!" Sakura rushed back to the kitchen to adjust the
stove.

Fujitaka slowly followed his daughter. "You didn't have to cook diner."

Sakura shook her head fiercely. "I had some extra money left from what you
gave me for my vacation and I wanted to throw all of us a feast." She
turned to look at her brother. "Can you invite Yukito over? It's almost
done."

"And how was your vacation?" Fujitaka asked his daughter.

Sakura turned away, focusing her attention toward the cooking food in hope
that her father wouldn't see her blush. "It was great. I got to learn a
lot more about Syaoran and his family. They invited me to come back this
spring to be one of his sister's bridesmaids."

Fujitaka smiled. "That's wonderful."

"The brat kept his hands to himself, didn't he?" Touya groused.

"Syaoran is not a brat!" Sakura wished he was within striking range. Too
bad her father didn't know of her magic, otherwise she would use The Move
or something to smash his foot.

"Did he touch you?" Touya demanded suspiciously.

Sakura folded her arms. "Sure he did. He held my hand and he hugged me."

Touya growled. "That isn't what I meant and you know it."

"No, I don't know what you mean," Sakura shot back.

"Now, now. There's no need to go into that. Sakura is old enough to make
her own decisions, just as you did at her age." Fujitaka waved his hands
in downward fashion motioning for them to calm down.

"You KNOW what I was doing when I was her age," Touya reminded bitterly.

Fujitaka nodded. "The more reason you should be more understanding of her
position."

Touya turned and stomped away, knowing that this was a losing battle.

Sakura blinked cluelessly. "What was onichan doing at my age?"

"Nothing that concerns you." Fujitaka walked next to her. "Now let's get
this feast ready. I'm starving."

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"I'm back!" Meilin announced strutting into Syaoran's family house as if
she owned it. She soon found Fanren and Syaoran sitting in the main room.

Syaoran more grunted than said, "Hi."

"What a warm welcome," Meilin groused bitterly, but then smirked evilly.
"I'm sure you welcomed Kinomoto with open arms."

"More like Sakura tackled him, but yes," Fanren answered before her
brother could.

Meilin let out a hollow laugh. "She would do that. So, how was having
Kinomoto for yourself for a week?"

Syaoran blushed and fidgeted. "It was nice."

"Still have her tooth?" Meilin shot at him, letting what little jealousy
she had toward him rear its ugly head.

Syaoran's mouth hung agape. "How do you know about that?"

Meilin advanced on her ex-fiance. "There's nothing Kinomoto can hide from
Daidouji. You know that."

Syaoran tried looking away.

"Why would he have her tooth? Did she lose one?" Fanren wondered.

"Heh. So Kinomoto didn't mention to you that she lost her last baby tooth
while she was here." Meilin made a show of shrugging, attempting to
suggest she didn't care, but failing miserably. "Guess I shouldn't be
surprise considering she lost it while making out with lover boy, here. He
even had to spit her tooth out from his mouth."

"Way to go, Syaoran!" Fanren cheered. "I can't wait to tell our sisters
about this!"

"Syaoran," Yelan called out, her presence flooding the room.

Syaoran gulped, wondering how much his mother had heard. He tried to
temper his worries knowing that his mother's foresight likely told her
about him getting that close to his girlfriend. Still, his voice shook
when he replied, "Yes, Mother?"

"It is high time that you created your own means to cast spells, rather
than rely on what has been passed down to you," Yelan inform sternly.

"Don't I need to get a magical core for a device? Where would I get one
suitable for me?" Syaoran questioned.

Yelan almost glared at him. "It is already in your possession."

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"This is unforgivable."

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Author's Notes:

Just who said the last line will eventually be answered in my fanfict,
Shadow of the Dragon, which is set a few years after the events of this
story. The one behind the attacks said it, but that has yet to be
revealed.

Finally finished this mini-series. About three times or so larger and
longer than expected for what was meant to be a one-shot Christmas
special. It has now more than served its purpose as a bridge between canon
Card Captor Sakura and my long-running fanfict of Shadow of the Dragon,
helping to further explain characterization differences.

I would like to thank Anna Yolei, Kevin Zhu, everyone who has sent me
comments, and especially Jeremy Mullin for their help in improving this
series.

Chapter 4's geographical errors have been corrected and posted on
fanfiction.net, mediaminer.org and my own webpage at 
http://www.lordarchive.com.

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