Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Roommates ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 14 )

Kitty Neko: Thank you so much for your reviews! Each and every single one that kept up my spirits and urged me to update helped me get through this chapter (cause there were a couple of reviews that slowed this down). It's thanks to you that this chapter is coming out when it is!!! You guys are awesome!

When I started writing chapter 13, I had the feeling that it would get more feedback than the others. I also knew there would be some opposed to what I wrote.

Di (not the one that emailed me, she is really nice!!)- I found your review to be rude. It's nice that you like my writing style, but it was rude to say you didn't like the story just because Sakura's pregnant.

Di: (the one that did email me)- Thank you very much! Your email really helped and cheered me up. I enjoyed reading it.

Midnight Moonlight- (drums fingers on the keyboard) Your comment about the baby possibly being a bastard was very rude and insulting. There are people out there who don't have active fathers (or mothers for that matter) but there's no such thing as a mistake. God does not make mistakes. I for one was born after my parents split up and I was not a planned pregnancy. But it doesn't make me an `error' and it doesn't make me any less loved. As for your `critique' I have to say that there is a BIG difference between a well-rounded critique and someone's opinion on how I should write my plot. Also, just because something changes in your life doesn't mean it's destroyed. Besides, most of your review was based on things that haven't even happened. You jumped to conclusions and wrote a whole review about it and shoved it down my throat. I wish you had left me your email so I wouldn't have had to leave you a reply on my story. It takes up room and everyone else can read it. I hope that next time you write a review like that; you at least leave your email. That's all.

Oh yea! While it's true that some babies are born bald, there are some ethnicities where the baby has hair when they're born.

I guess that's all for the author's notes in this chapter. I had a lot more to say (that didn't concern reviews) but I don't want to make it any longer than it is. I'll just write it in the epilogue. I hope you enjoy the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own CardCaptor Sakura

Solitude.

Exactly what Sakura needed after a VERY long and tiring day. Shortly after giving birth, Meiling had rolled Sakura into an empty room where everyone left her alone with her baby.

It was amazing how your life could be completely changed in about a day. And she wasn't just thinking about the baby. What Syaoran said earlier had been so sweet. A dream come true. Now, it didn't seem as great.

She had finally remembered. Exactly what made her forget, she had no idea. It seemed impossible that she could forget such an important event. And even more impossible that Syaoran would forget too. Keeping all this information inside her was eating away at her soul. She needed to tell someone.

Sakura looked up at the soft knock on her door. `Please don't be Syaoran. Please don't be Syaoran.' She prayed inwardly.

"Y-yes?"

"Sakura? It's me." Tomoyo's voice sounded tired but still excited. "Is it ok if I come in? I could leave and come back later if you wanted more time alone."

"No." Sakura stroked her baby's head gently. "I want to talk to you."

Tomoyo opened and shut the door quietly as to not wake the newborn baby. "Have you thought of a name yet?"

"Not really." Sakura winced at Tomoyo's expression. "I'll get to it right away but there's something else on my mind right now."

"Really? What could you be thinking about besides your baby?"

"Well, it actually concerns her." Tomoyo arched her eyebrow to urge Sakura along. "I won't have to bother Toji about the child support."

"Why?" Tomoyo sat down on a chair and leaned forward.

"Because she's not his baby. I know who the father is."

*****

Toji and Sakura sat on the sofa comfortably, sipping wine and just enjoying each other's company. Toji glanced down and Sakura followed his gaze to his watch. "Sakura, it's midnight. I should probably be going."

She wasn't ready for him to go. He had just proposed and she didn't want him to leave. She would have to be sneaky about this. Nodding, she shut her eyes and wet her lips.

She didn't have to wait long. Toji's lips were warm and soft. There was no place she'd rather be. Their kisses went from short and sweet to long drawn out and passionate.

Toji was about to unzip her dress when the front door opened. The newly engaged couple leaped apart and Sakura fumbled to redo her dress.

"Am I interrupting something?" Syaoran asked, a comic smirk on his face.

"Sakura, I need to go." Toji grabbed his jacket and waved goodbye. He forgot to give her one last peck on the cheek and got out of there as fast as he could.

Sakura let out a sad sigh after he left.

"Things sure were getting heated up in here." Syaoran commented, putting a bag full of bottles on the coffee table, "I'm glad I got here when I did. A few minutes later and I would have been scarred for life."

"Well, excuse me for-" Sakura snatched up one of the bottles of wine and look a long swig, "for spending a little snuggle time with my fiancé."

"Fiancé?" Syaoran asked, "You mean he asked you to marry him?"

"Yea," Sakura said, getting defensive, "What of it?"

"Nothing, nothing." Syaoran pulled out a bottle from his bag and Sakura finally saw what it was. "This calls for a celebration!" he shook the bottle of tequila from side to side.

"Ok, what's wrong with you? Why are you being nice? You must be really drunk."

"True," Syaoran agreed. "I'm just being nice because I want a drinking buddy."

Sakura looked at him skeptically before agreeing. "Fine. But I'm making strawberry daiquiri."

"Fine by me."

It didn't take them long to finish their drinks and soon they were breaking into the second bottle of wine that Tomoyo left for Sakura and Toji.

Sakura giggled stupidly while Syaoran filled her glass for the umpteenth time. After refilling his own, he cleared his throat and attempted to look sober. "I'm proposing a toast."

"For what?" Sakura hiccupped.

"For your happy future."

"You're so sweet."

"I know."

They chugged down their glass and lay back, exhausted. Syaoran seemed to just have noticed what she was wearing. "Isn't that dress uncomfortable?" he asked, poking her in the side. She jerked away.

Not bothering to answer his original question she said, "Don't poke me! I'm very ticklish!"

"You are, are you?" An evil glint appeared in his eyes.

"Please don't!"

Her plea fell on deaf ears. Syaoran pounced. "ACK! NOOO!" It was no use; he was way to strong for her. Sakura thought her lungs were going to burst, she could barely breath!

"Do you surrender?"

"Yes!" She gasped out, trying with all her might not to laugh.

"Aww, you're no fun." Syaoran muttered, sitting back on his heels. Somehow, they had ended up on the floor.

"I'm plenty fun." Sakura contradicted, leaning in to kiss him. In the back of her mind, she knew it was wrong but she was too drunk to care. All rationalization had gone right out the window and all she knew was that she was attracted to her roommate. She had been for a long time. Maybe it was more than attraction. Oh, forget it! It was so hard to hold onto a thought.

It didn't take long for Syaoran to respond. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and kissed her back wholeheartedly.

*****

Tomoyo stuttered stupidly, her mouth opening and shutting making her resemble a fish. "You- you- and - Syaoran?" Sakura nodded, she wasn't really sure what else to do.

Tomoyo flicked a lock of hair from her eyes and composed herself the best she could. "Well, this certainly changes things. But, what's the big problem? You love Syaoran, right?"

"Yes." Sakura's voice was barely above a whisper. "But now I don't know if he asked me to marry him because he loved me or if he felt obligated to because it's his baby."

Tomoyo was beginning to understand. "And also, if he knew about it, and didn't tell you, how could you trust him in the future?"

"Exactly."

For once, Tomoyo was at a loss for what to say. Sakura was looking at her hopefully but she didn't know how to fix it. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a hair brush and moved closer so she could run it through Sakura's tangled mass of hair. It hurt a little, but Sakura recognized it for what it was: comfort.

Sakura felt so lucky to have Tomoyo as a friend. She was always there for her, and always would be. It was one of those friendships that you knew was just going to last.

"Knock knock." Meiling said, cracking the door open slightly. "I'm off my shift and I thought I'd come and visit you as your friend instead of your doctor."

"We're here too!" Syaoran and Eriol said from behind her. Sakura stiffened but did her best to act natural as the three filed into the room.

Tomoyo stopped brushing Sakura's hair and sat down next to her on the bed. Sakura smiled and motioned at the baby. "Do you want to hold her?"

"Sure." Tomoyo looked at the bundle in her arms lovingly.

"How are you feeling?" Syaoran asked Sakura.

"Fine." Her answer was short and choppy. She knew he would figure something was wrong, but didn't care.

"I called your dad and brother. They said that they want you to call them as soon as you can." Sakura nodded.

It wasn't long before her baby was being passed around the small group. "I forgot to tell you Congratulations." Meiling said while passing the baby to Eriol. "About the baby and the engagement."

"Thanks." She had no idea what else to say.

"It's so amazing that you two are going to get married," Meiling continued, "since you guys seemed to hate each other so much at first. Of course, anybody with half a brain could tell that is was flirting. Which reminds me, I've been wondering something for a long time. Why did you become roommates if you didn't like each other?"

"Well, we didn't not-like each other at the beginning." Syaoran struggled to explain. "I was living alone in the apartment at first, but the payments were killing to me so I put an add in the newspaper for a roommate."

"I really needed an apartment and Tomoyo already had a roommate so I checked the newspaper." Sakura explained; trying to act like nothing was bothering her. "There was only one place left, so…"

"The rest is history." Syaoran finished.

"Sounds like destiny."

Sakura had pretty much figured out that Meiling was a hopeless romantic. "Destiny…" She muttered under her breath. She didn't really believe in it, but it was a nice thought.

"Here." Sakura jumped at the sound of Eriol's voice. She vowed then that she would start paying more attention to her surroundings. Eriol walked over to Syaoran and passed him the baby.

Syaoran looked down at her with bright eyes. "She reminds me of you so much." He said to Sakura, glancing up for a second to meet her gaze. She looked away quickly so he wouldn't see the tears.

"Well, let's leave these two love-birds alone for a while." Meiling wiggled her eyebrows and made for the door, Eriol on her heels. Tomoyo was reluctant to follow.

"Sak-"

"Go ahead, Tomoyo." Sakura urged. She would have to confront Syaoran sooner or later. Tomoyo left but it didn't look like she wanted to.

Syaoran rocked the baby back and forth, humming lightly under his breath. "I bet when she gets older, her eyes will be green like yours." He said, and resumed humming.

"Or amber, like yours." Sakura looked down at her hands like they were the most interesting things in the world. The humming stopped.

"Why would they be amber?"

"Don't play stupid!" Sakura squeezed her eyes shut so she wouldn't have to look at him.

"I'm not playing stupid. What are you talking about?" Syaoran sounded genuinely confused.

"You're the father!" the accusation hung in the air.

Sakura cracked open one eye to see his expression. His eyes were wide and shock was written all over his face. "H-how is that possible?" he stuttered.

"Up until today, I couldn't remember what happened that night that Toji proposed to me. I just assumed that," she paused, her face turning red "THAT had happened. But, I was wrong. You came home."

Syaoran reached for a chair to sit down in. It was a good thing too because it looked like he was about to fall over, as if he had just remembered something very important. "I can't believe that you wouldn't tell me something like that." Sakura continued, close to tears. She didn't want him to see her like that again. What was he thinking all those times she cried on his shoulder about Toji? "Y-You've known all this time that they baby is yours, but you just let me think-" Her voice broke off.

"Now wait just a second, Sakura." He looked down at the baby in his arms. "How was I supposed to know that she's mine?"

"I told you that I wasn't sure what happened that night-"

"No, you didn't." Syaoran said softly, getting Sakura's attention better than if he had screamed it. "Not only did you not tell me that, but you never said that there was even a slight possibility that it wasn't Toji's child. For all I knew, there could have been other times that you guys," he used a cough to finish the sentence.

Sakura wanted to believe him so bad. Her heart would have loved to, but the rational part of her brain was telling her no. "Then why didn't you tell me that we slept together that night?" Syaoran seemed flustered by her question and mumbled something under his breath. "What was that?"

"I thought it was a dream."

"Huh?" Sakura asked stupidly.

"I thought I had another dream. I was really drunk that night and when I woke up the night before seemed kind of fuzzy."

Of course, Sakura had heard his second sentence, but it was the first one that caught her attention. "ANOTHER dream?"

Syaoran squirmed under her gaze. "Give me a break! I was a single healthy male living with a highly attractive woman! I can't help what my subconscious thinks- thought." He fumbled with the slip up. Sakura was so relieved that she actually laughed.

"Why didn't you tell me about your dream? I did tell you the next day that I was engaged. Wouldn't you have remembered that you'd already heard that before?"

"Would you tell me if you had a dream like that? I didn't really remember much anyways… just THAT."

It made sense. Sakura was so happy that it was hard to get out her next sentence, "S-so you lo-"

"Yes," Syaoran stood, still holding the baby and sat next to Sakura, "I wasn't lying yesterday. I love you and your-mine-our baby."

If he hadn't been holding their baby and she wasn't so exhausted, she would have thrown her arms around his neck and squeezed the daylights out of him. As it was, she rested her head on her knees and cried tears of relief. Syaoran knew that she needed to let it out and supported her by patting her back.

"You know, your brother is going to KILL me."

Sakura snorted at the same time that the door burst open and Tomoyo entered, looking concerned. "Sakura? Are you ok?!"

"I'm fine!" Sakura reached out her arms to embrace her (extremely confused) best friend. "Everything is just peachy!"

Tomoyo looked at Syaoran from her crushed position. "You didn't sneak any alcohol in here, did you?"

Syaoran was about to reply but Sakura beat him to it, telling Tomoyo everything that happened. Tomoyo seemed as relieved as Sakura. She squealed and ran out of the room to tell Eriol and Meiling the great news.

Syaoran watched Tomoyo leave, laughing like a madman. Sakura moved over on the bed to make room for Syaoran and the baby. They sat there together, the perfect picture of happiness, just content to be alive and well.

"I know what to name her." Sakura said suddenly.

"And what's that?"

"Unmei. It means destiny."

Syaoran leaned into closer to his fiancé and gave her a peck on the forehead. "It's perfect."

Kitty Neko: Well, that's it. Just kidding. Stay tuned for the epilogue! I hope that you liked this chapter! Ja! Feel free to email me! kittyneko@tenchiclub.com