Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Cybernetic Totems ❯ Chapter Two. ( Chapter 2 )

Morning dawned slowly. Its cool breeze drifted through the open window to tangle in auburn colored hair. The alarm went off, shrill and demanding.

With a groan chocolate eyes popped open, why was the alarm on?

Touya grunted and struggled to kneeling position on the bed, he shook his head and bowed his spine, several cracks signaled the loosening of said back. Finally he twisted and stumbled to his feet.

Sakura was twittering near the door, fluro pink wings batting the air frantically.

Something was wrong. Touya went quickly to his closet and slid out of his pajamas, then dressed in a pair of a jeans and a shirt, he could change before work started. Sliding his wallet and keys into his pocket he went to the bird. As he got to the door he knew what was wrong.

There was heaviness outside the door; you only got that kind of heaviness from someone being there. Frowning, Touya motioned for Sakura to settle on his shoulder and hushed her with a gesture.

It was probably the police; there to tell him they'd found his father.

But the chillness of the dawn made him doubtful.

What were the police doing in his house?

Was it something to do with his father's company?

Something like Eriol had mentioned in his email yesterday?

Swallowing his doubts Touya slid the door back.

His first thought was 'these aren't police men' as he stared up at the imposing black suited men. There were three of them, just standing there like they'd been waiting for him in a robot-like suspension.

"Mr. Kinomoto?" The closet man asked.

Touya could see his father's company label on the man's suit jacket, but for every reason this made him take a step back. These guys radiated the feeling of 'badass' and mobster and every other alarm bell.

"Hai…" Touya managed to get out past the hammering in his chest.

"Mr. Tsukishiro would like to have you for breakfast." The man's voice was very crisp and unaccented, there was no hint of emotion, no hint of life save for the steady breathing that Touya could see.

There was that name again. Tsukishiro…

"I'm sorry, but I don't eat breakfast…" Touya mumbled, he didn't show how intimidated he was, that would be silly, but one good look into his eyes showed his uneasiness.

"I'm afraid we cannot accept a declination. Mr. Tsukishiro's assistant told us to relay the message that if you don't eat breakfast or lunch you may wish to consult a doctor."

Touya shook his head, one quick jerk to the side to see the rest of the hall; there were only three of the men in his house; that he could see. "How did you get in here?"

"We are unable to disclose that information." Although Touya noted from the smug tone that it had probably been illegally.

"Fine. Please leave then."

"We are not at liberty to do that unless you are in accompaniment."

Touya felt the first threads of anger begin to lace his stomach. "Do you mean to tell me that unless I come with you voluntarily, you'll, what, stay here?"

"No."

"Fine. Then leave." Sakura twittered angrily to show her support.

"No."

Touya was getting sick of these one word answers. "What the hell do you people want from me?"

"Mr. Tsukishiro would like to have breakfast with you. We are simply here to see that you accept the invitation."

"And if I don't?"

"That is not our problem."

Anger and fear raced through his stomach and settled in his gut like lead balls. They were talking about kidnapping him.

Touya blew all the air out of his body and relaxed his shoulders, centering. He was pissed off, these guys had broken into his house and threatened him…

The man in front of him didn't realize who had hit him until Touya was twisting out of his way and elbowing him to the ground. A well placed kick took care of the second man while the third had time to draw his gun and fire something at Touya. Whatever it was, it missed and Touya ducked down under the man's arms and ran for it.

He jumped the stairs and landed on the bottom with a thud, adrenaline began to pump through his system, making him feel sort of dream like. Sakura whistled and held onto his shoulder perilously. She wasn't used to this, but she knew that there was some kind of battle going on.

Touya raced for the front door with barely a pause, he threw the door open and smashed his fist into the man waiting outside. Then he veered right and began running, across his front lawn and then to the footpath, his bare feet slapping against the pavement, if it hurt, he didn't notice it. He was acting on reflex, avoiding letter boxes and dents in the pavement.

Shouts from all over his house rang out and Touya felt an extra burst of fear induced speed. Sakura was glowing as she began to use her totem powers. Bullets and little dart like things whizzed through the air, those that looked as if they should hit him square on, missed and fell just short.

It was Sakura's doing. Swallows were immune to bullets and arrows and darts.

Touya was halfway down the street when he heard the sirens behind him. Shit! The police were in on it too.

He wasn't panting yet, he ran two kilometers every second day, but he was in trouble. If those goons caught up to him, he knew he was in trouble. What the fuck was with this Tsukishiro guy and his father?

The auburn haired man twisted around the corner and took a sprinters run, lowering closer to the ground and forcing the long muscles in his legs to push it. He hit the end on the next street just as the warm sun finally broke over Tokyo. The warmth made him feel energized, the fear made him feel weak.

Panic curled in his stomach when he began panting, he was getting tired, and surely he'd lost them? Sakura screeched, and he felt something sharp hit his shoulder muscle. That was enough to make him panic and run faster, a fresh burst of adrenaline spurring to his aid. Whatever had hit him didn't hurt much, but he would bet anything it was a poison dart of some kind. Were they trying to kill him? That momentary pause had been a mistake, as long as he focused, Sakura could use the totem powers, but with even the smallest distraction, it would mean a ripple in their connection, and ripples were just too big.

His breath wheezed out of him, chilled and burning his throat.

What had his father been doing?

There were early store owners opening up when Touya rounded the next corner, spilling into the markets of downtown Tokyo. He didn't even stop to say pardon me when he knocked someone, he was trying to just keep outrunning the people behind him and concentrate on it too.

"Kill the fucking totem!" Someone was yelling.

"Get out of the way!" There were crashes and swearing very fluently behind him.

"Where's he going?" More gunfire.

Touya rushed past an open coffee shop and its gawking costumers and saw men waiting ahead of him; they'd obviously gotten out of the cars and were waiting to get him.

The chocolate eyed man was sweating now, a mixture of fear sweat and exertion.

The first man fired a gun at him, but it missed, and he was already pausing long enough to punch the man and send him flying into the nearby fruit stall. Sakura twittered and dug her claws into his shirt even more. Touya's legs burned; he knew he would strain something if he kept up this life or death run, but he'd rather keep his life.

They passed other people with totems on their shoulders and Touya could only wonder at the early risers, hadn't anyone heard of a sleep in?

He hit the down-hill and saw very busy looking women's toilets. Swearing at his hopelessness he grabbed Sakura and shoved her into the nearest lady's handbag. "Please keep her safe!" He wheezed. The lady's big frightened eyes met his desperate orbs and she nodded.

Touya glanced behind him and caught two more little dart things in his shoulders for the pause. He swore and turned and bolted. If he lived, he'd find Sakura and everything would be fine, if not, she'd be safe with the woman. He wasn't going to let those bastards kill her.

He tripped on the pace of the pavement at the bottom of the hill and hit the bonnet of the black car that was stopping there. Touya felt himself slide over the bonnet and then, all in a hyper sensitive rush, he hit the harsh gravel with a thud. He couldn't feel any broken bones, but his skin was hyper sensitive and yet at the same time he couldn't feel it at all. That was the adrenaline.

The adrenaline was still coursing through his system, but Sakura's effects were wearing off, he was starting to feel drowsy, the poison darts were circulating. Touya was almost hyperventilating as he struggled desperately to get to his feet. The driver's door of the car opened and a gun's safety clicked off.

"If you move I'll shoot you."

Touya gave a shaky little laugh and kicked his legs into the gravel, heaving himself up and off the cold ground. The next thing he knew he'd been pinched by these funny little feeler things and before he could finish the thought 'fuck, stun gun' an electric charge went up the wires and absolutely horrendous pain shot through him.

The world went white and then very, very black.

~*~*~*~

The softest, feather like caresses woke Touya. It felt like he was floating on a bed of silk in the midst of an ocean. Gradually, as he came to, he realized that it still felt like silk, but he was on a more substantial surface then an ocean. He was obviously lying on a bed for he could feel the pillow below his head.

The gentle caresses never ceased, in fact, it was as if the ghostly feelings knew he was waking and they grew more insistent, bolder even. And that was when he realized that it was fingers that were trailing across his cheeks and face.

Confused, Touya opened his eyes and looked up. He was staring into a pair of silver eyes, a color he'd never seen in eyes before. Snowy white hair framed a porcelain white face, with clear, strong lines. "Are you an angel?" he murmured out. His throat hurt and he coughed harshly, raising a tired hand to cover his mouth.

"No. I'm not an angel." The voice that answered him was cold, icy cold and Touya shivered, there was a very faint accent, but it was a like tracery, nothing warm. Nothing to tell him where the speaker came from.

Those caresses grew more intense; pale fingers traced Touya's lips and then lower, over Touya's neck and then paused at his shirt.

"Where am I, then?" It hurt to ask, his throat felt raw.

"In my bedroom, Touya-kun."

There was a long pause in which Touya wondered if this pale being could be any more goddamn cryptic before the pale man moved his arm.

Touya realized it had been this angelic being that had been touching him and he wondered who the hell this guy was. He wondered where the hell he was.

Well, he knew he was in the angel's bedroom, but how he got there was a profound mystery. As far as he knew, some dickhead called Tsukishiro had had thugs try to kill him.

"Here, have some water." The angel said coldly, bringing a glass of water back within reach of the auburn haired man.

Touya struggled to sit, it wasn't easy, his muscles felt like shit, but he ignored their abused complaints and sat, drinking all of the water in a single gulp. "Thank you."

"Hn." The angel replied. Pale hands slid over Touya's and took the cup from him a little too intimately.

If taking a cup from someone's hands could be done dirtily, then this angel managed it.

Touya swallowed and looked around the room. It was indeed a bedroom, there were a pair of huge double glass doors leading onto a balcony and what he figured was a great view of Tokyo. There was a smaller door directly opposite the bed, and another one to the right. He figured one led to a bathroom, the other led out.

"Who are you?" Touya asked, looking back at the angel. He was a little taller then the white being, but he felt imposed upon, like this angel could tell him to do something and he would. His voice came out in its usual tones, although Touya felt a tickling at the back of his throat still.

The smallest hint of a smile tweaked the being's lips and before Touya knew what had happened, a pale hand wrapped around his neck and hungry lips pressed against his own demandingly. Touya gasped and tried to pull back, but the pale being was surprisingly strong and all he served in creating was an opportunity for a wet tongue to invade his mouth. He could taste something like white chocolate on that tongue. The intimate kiss was a new thing for Touya, he'd never had another guy's tongue in his mouth and although it felt strange, it wasn't entirely bad. The organ was wet and moist, but not watery moist, a thicker moisture, saliva is a more personal fluid then water.

Touya kept pulling back, trying to break free, but the angel followed him until Touya was lying down and the pale man was straddling him. The attack was so sudden and unhinted that Touya didn't even think of using his hands to struggle until the second pale hand that belonged to the angelic being was creeping up his shirt.

With a muffled moan he shoved the angel off him, none too gently because gently wouldn't have gotten the being off him. There was more strength in that body then he'd have given credit for. If the man weren't being gentle, Touya didn't think he'd have been able to struggle away.

"What the hell was that?" Touya snapped, one hand covering his mouth curiously, the other protecting his chest.

"It was me being patient. If you want I'll stop being patient, Touya-kun, you seem to like it when you're pissing me off." That cold voice snapped over him like an artic wind.

Touya struggled out from under the angel and took a few steps away from the bed, even though his legs were shaky, they would live.

"What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?" he'd only met the guy a few minutes and already he was scared. No one with that kind of voice went around expressing emotions. That's what practically shoving your tongue down someone's throat was…

Touya's expression showed his carefully controlled confusion/anger, but his insides knew just how worried he was, he didn't feel up to another round of 'chase the Touya', this guy didn't look like your average street loony if the expensive room said anything about the matter.

"I'm talking about you're silly attempts to play hard to get. My name is Tsukishiro Yue."

Touya froze, the effect was comparable to a bomb dropping, or a rabbit caught in headlights.

This was the CEO from his father's company that had hired the men who'd chased him this morning. This was the man who'd been looking into his father's personal files. The one Eriol had warned him about.

While his brain buzzed over these things and Touya stood frozen, Yue moved from the bed and, faster then Touya could track; the angel had caught Touya's neck and pulled him down for another kiss. The warm mouth on his seemed to jolt him from his stunned silence because Touya growled and stepped back, chocolate eyes trained on the CEO.

"What do I have to do with my father's company?" He hissed. He figured this guy was one of those sadist killers that use their power and position to keep the press from knowing about their deeds.

"You think this is about the company?" Tsukishiro paused for a moment, confusion gracing his expressionless features briefly. "What the fuck makes you think this has got anything to do with the company?"

Touya blinked. Was this some kind of mind game? "You're a CEO of my father's company, you've been looking into his personal files and E- there's a rumor that he's either done something really bad or being promoted. What I don't get is how this involves me…" He stopped himself from mentioning Eriol, hackers were a rare breed these days, ever since the virus that had killed anyone caught hacking had been sent out.

"Are you playing a game with me?" The cold voice hissed. "Look, I'll pay whatever your price is, but you'll do what I say, got it, Touya-kun?"

Touya blinked. "I'm not playing any games here. Look, whatever you have against my dad, take it out with his boss. I'm not even an employee of your company. What do you mean, 'my price'? What's that implying?"

He frowned at the last bit. It was like Tsukishiro was saying he was a whore or something.

Yue frowned and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I told you, this isn't about the company!"

"Well then what's it got to do with me?"

"Kami-sama, what doesn't it have to do with you?"

Touya threw up his hands. He was getting just as pissed off as Yue now. "Look, just tell me what you want, straight, because neither of us is getting anywhere."

Yue advanced on him again but Touya moved back quickly.

The pale man moved as if to attack him from the side and Touya turned, backing away steadily now as the angel advanced.

The next thing Touya knew, he'd stumbled on the bed, which he realized he'd been maneuvered back toward. Yue was on him in a flash, warm mouth sealing over Touya's like the kiss of death.

One hand slid up under Touya shirt and shoved the chocolate eyed man's shoulders back down, the other caught Touya's left hand and pressed it back against the silk.

After a long, very intimate kiss the angel finally pulled back. "I want you."

Touya blinked very slowly. Him? "Boku wa?"

Yue sighed, the sound shuddering against Touya's soft lips. "Hai."

Nevermind that Touya was pissed he'd been tricked back onto the bed, but this was a new development. "Me?" He asked again.

"How many times… do you want me to repeat myself?" Yue murmured, kissing Touya in-between the words.

"Until I figure out what the hell you mean." He stopped struggling now, those cool fingers were stopping his right arm from lifting properly and his left hand was pressed back against the covers. They would have looked like dancers if it weren't for the fact that Touya was on the bed and Yue was on top of him.

"I was looking into your father's files to find out about you." Yue murmured, silver eyes dilated, he moved his hand down and ran his tongue down Touya's neck, sliding the organ over Touya's flesh like the auburn haired man was a candy.

Touya gave a little moan, soft and guttural in origin. "But… you've never seen me before in my life."

Yue rolled his tongue back up Touya's smooth neck; it was obvious Touya didn't get much facial hair. "I have, and it was like staring at a wet dream brought to life. You were picking up your father; I believe his car broke down? I was heading for the elevator when I caught sight of you going into his office."

Touya opened his mouth to reply only to have Yue catch the opening and delve his tongue into Touya's cavern. Touya could almost taste the sweetness on his tongue; Yue really, really did taste like white chocolate. The CEO seemed to be touching him so gently, like he was a temple to be worshipped at, he didn't even notice when his shirt was raised by a hand that was meant to be holding his shoulder down. Then Yue broke the kiss and trailed his tongue down Touya's exposed body, like a great cat marking its territory with its tongue.

"Please… please… don't…" It was too late, the angelic being had found Touya's nubs, the sensitive flesh had always been a point of undoing for Touya. He moaned loudly when that hot mouth latched onto his pert flesh, talented tongue lashing out on the dusty nipples.

Touya was obvious to Yue's wandering hands, he wouldn't have noticed if movers had come and taken the whole bed away, all he could think about was that mouth on him.

Homosexuality wasn't unheard of, whether there were silly Westerners who frowned on it or not, but Touya hadn't really given pleasure at another guy's hands much thought, and he wasn't now, all he was thinking about was the sweet, hot mouth on the most sensitive part of his body. Not many guys had this kind of reaction to this treatment, but Touya did.

He didn't register the hand that was squeezing his ass possessively, or the fact that, that hand was inside his jeans and on his bare ass. He whimpered slightly, the treatment of his flesh stroking the fire in his groin that seemed determined to steadily build. Yue pulled back and attacked his poor, neglected nipple, Touya's hands had found their way into the snowy white hair of the CEO and clutched on for dear life. Soft moans and whimpers drew from his throat, his chocolate eyes closed and his head tossed back as he arched into the caress.

After what seemed like an eternity of sweet, hot bliss the dominating man pulled back and claimed Touya's mouth again. Yue pressed their lower bodies together, grinding his erection against Touya's, even through the cloth. The auburn haired man cried out, voice muffled by Yue's own mouth.

"You want this, don't you?" Yue murmured, obviously bedroom talk, although from his cold tones, it might as well have been a tax collector telling you your balance was overdue.

Touya was panting, his hard-on strained against the material of his jeans, his eyes were lust-glazed and the hand that was cupping his ass and kneading his tight muscles wasn't helping him to think. "Mmm…" he rumbled out, chest rising and falling in quick beats.

"Yesss…" Yue hissed, as if he were psychic and decided to answer for his victim.

The snowy haired man growled, his cold voice making the sound deep and dangerous. Touya shivered, even though he was quite hot now. Yue's hands left his ass and went to work on the auburn haired man's zipper. It took Yue all of 2.3 seconds to unzip and unbutton Touya's pants and then .4 seconds the rip the offending clothing off his desire.

Touya gasped and blushed at the rush of cool air that met his aching cock, hands sliding above his head to grab at something, anything to hold him down. Then Yue was kissing him again and Touya whimpered into Yue's mouth when the angel's pale hands closed around Touya's cock and stroked it painfully.

The pale man took little time in exploring Touya's body, memorizing every inch of Touya's manhood with rough strokes that the chocolate eyed man seemed to enjoy if not shudder under.

It was too much, Yue had an iron self control, but it wasn't that good.

With another low growl of wanton the angel attacked Touya's chest again, sealing his lips over Touya's dusty nipple and biting gently before lavishing the little mound of flesh with his tongue.

One hand traced the contours of Touya's mouth, finding that the man's mouth was slightly apart as he panted headily. The fingers slipped inside and Touya blinked, his soft tongue licking gently at the digits, with a silent nod from Yue the auburn haired man began to suckle on the fingers in earnest, hips bucking into the hand that roughly abused his hard cock. Touya was past the point of caring, he'd had sex once or twice in High School, but he'd never really kept the taste for it, this, now this was true worship of the body.

Yue began to lick a wet trail down Touya's chest and navel, tongue curving over the outlines of Touya's muscles and tracing the contours. Touya opened his mouth with an audible pop and threw his head back, gasping painfully; it felt so good it was almost agony.

Tsukishiro took his saliva glistening fingers and broke from his current activity, sliding into a better position. "You want it, don't you? To feel the hardness of my cock inside you?" As he spoke he used his hands to spread Touya's ass cheeks, and then he trailed his wet fingers around Touya's opening, teasing the younger man.

Touya gasped, cock hard and aching between their bodies, his legs spread themselves solely of their own accord and he whimpered again. He was beyond words, beyond asking about condoms, beyond caring, if only to sate this burning in his stomach. He was one massive, needy ball of pleasure.

Whatever answer Yue was looking for, he seemed to find it and then he forced one finger into Touya's tight passage. Touya winced, features blushing at the unusual, and a little bit painful, intrusion, to say it was uncomfortable was true. The snowy white haired CEO moved his finger around, spreading the saliva over Touya's inner walls and trying to make room for his second finger, Touya was so tight it wasn't funny.

"Itai!" The auburn haired man moaned out, trying to shift away from the pain. Yue cooed into the shell of Touya's ear, trailing his tongue over that too. But the CEO's actions contradicted his reassuring motion as he pushed the digit in deeper and wriggled it around.

Touya whimpered again, a sound just below that of a moan but more variable. And then Yue found the chocolate eyed man's prostate and Touya made a strangling sound, body shifting uncertainly into the pleasure.

After that Yue knew what he was after and before Touya could struggle much a second finger was thrust inside his body and brushing against the ring of muscles. Touya all but howled, back bowing like a finely tuned violin.

Tsukishiro took his time preparing Touya's hot body, the auburn haired man was tight, very tight and he didn't want to hurt him more then necessary. The sweet cries of ecstasy that Kinomoto released were enough to fray the edges of his stony control.

With a final torturous caress of Touya's prostate Yue withdrew his fingers, ignoring the whimpering protest of his victim. Tsukishiro paused, a thought coming to him unbidden. He didn't want to hurt his prize, not after going to all the trouble of acquiring a willing fuck, but the nearest container of lube was meters away. He glanced down at the younger adult, tongue sliding over his lips.

"Eeto… mou Touya-kun wa kawaii des." Yue slid a playful finger along Touya's inner thighs, enjoying the soft whimper the chocolate eyed bishounen emitted although his compliment did nothing to help his self-control or his thought pattern; it did spread a modest blush across Kinomoto's features. With a heavy sigh Yue pulled himself back, moving off the bed and rushing to the side table, yanking open the drawer and pulling the container of lube from inside. He should have remembered it earlier, but he'd just been so caught up in watching Touya's sleeping face that it had entirely slipped his mind. The CEO turned, catching sight of the hot little treat spread on his bed. Touya had a thin sheen on sweat spread across his whole body; his hands were sliding down, questing toward his own member, his eyes closed and his thick lips parted in enjoyment.

Yue watched the younger adult for a few seconds. Gods Touya-kun was sexy. The angel growled again, unscrewing the lid of the lube and upending the bottle into his palm, the jelly-ish liquid spilled out and he quickly applied it to his aching member, silver eyes trained on the masturbating chocolate haired beauty on his bed. Touya's legs were spreading to either side of his hips as the man made a few choice sounds deep in his throat.

It took Yue almost a full minute to realize he was neglecting an end to his torture and simply fulfilling the basic needs of his body in the instance of the situation. It was no force of will to climb back onto the bed where his waiting toy reclined. Tsukishiro slid his hand around the base of Touya's shaft and drew a single finger all the way to the tip, knocking Touya's hands away in the process. "Hush now; we can't finish just yet, my lovely pet."

Touya made a soft whimpering sound, hands settling behind his head and gripping the sheets vice-like. Yue smirked down at the exposed man and grabbed Touya's legs, spreading them wider to wrap around the silver haired man's waist. He caressed Kinomoto's length a little more solidly, positioning himself at the chocolate haired man's ass. What would he say now, something soothing, or something else…? No, better just to remain silent and enjoy the moment.

Touya cried out when Yue pushed into him, Yue's cock was bigger than his fingers had been and it stretched him painfully, impaling him on the shaft, Touya felt tears stinging his eyes but he refused to shed them, he was not that weak! The feeling was unbearable; there was nothing he could compare the unknown pain to. A wet tongue slid along his earlobe, bringing a gasp to his lips. Yue drew back and pulled Touya into a wet kiss, at the same time pulling out of the chocolate haired man's ass and sliding back in; the CEO was double jointed in more than one interesting place.

Touya panted into the kiss, twisting in the embrace, the clouds of passion settled on him once more and he groaned softly at the next hard thrust into his body, he felt like an instrument being tuned, or at least vibrated against. He broke from the kiss, chest rising and falling as Yue thrust in and out at a hard slow cadence. Lips moving in a soundless desire for a faster pace.

Yue draw his fingers along the brunette's sides, watching the younger man's expressions as he was fucked. Touya had such tight walls, he was so warm and real in the angel's hands; Yue's cock throbbed with the need to release. Finally, to get this bishounen out of his system, it would be such a relief to be able to get back to work.

Touya arched into his thrusts and Yue shuddered, he couldn't hold it much longer, the brunette was practically stealing his orgasm from him with that hot tanned body beneath him. With a groan Yue impaled Touya a last time before withdrawing to cum all over the sheets, hazily he watched his own hand squeezing Touya's cock and massaging the slit, the chocolate eyed man let out a soft hiss as he spasmed into the wash of pleasure, and then collapsed, chest rising and falling rapidly before Touya breathed outward, blacking out.

Tsukishiro blinked, well, that was a pretty good compliment. He rolled over stretching lazily and pressing the intercom button on his phone. "Dari? Send someone in to take Kinomoto-kun home, give him a robe or something. I'm taking a shower."

"Aa, hai!" the man on the other end of the intercom replied.

The unconscious brunette didn't stir when the white haired angle brushed a stray hair from his face. "So hot, Touya-kun." With that Yue went to have a shower and let his receptionists and cleaners deal with the mess he'd made in his passion. That's what they were paid for after all.

~ To Be Continued…

Sweet notes: I hope you liked the lemon minna-san! Hey, I only just realized this, but Tsukishiro means 'white moon'. *chuckles* cute. Reviews?