Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ The Second Generation Cardcaptors ❯ Acts of Appreciation ( Chapter 11 )

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The Second Generation 11


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The Second Generation
11



Shinji
here. Last time was one of the most
dangerous…and exciting captures we made yet.
When we got to the sight of the disturbance, there was the storm of the
century going off above us. The shadow was
there, the same one that I caught a glimpse of outside Akiko's window, while we
went to save her before. I thought it
was the Storm, but when our parents got there, we discovered it was actually
three Clow Cards together! Somehow the
shadow person had controlled the three Clow Cards, but when she left, they went
into disarray. Meeko was able to
capture Wave, Makoto got Rain, and I was lucky enough to be able to capture
Lightning. Though all of this was not
without a price. Sealing two cards at
once like I did drained me… So now I'm
at home, hopefully none of the cards will attack Meeko, where I won't be there
to protect her…



Meeko sat
in her room, staring out of the window.
She was worried for Shinji, she didn't know what she could do, but she hated
the idea of him, being sick in bed. Not
really sick, but drained. He had sealed
two cards yesterday! Meeko doesn't know
enough about her powers to do something like that. She wanted to make him feel better, but she didn't know how…

Just then
Meeko heard a soft knock, and Sakura gently opened the door. "You okay sweetie?" Meeko nodded and went back to staring out of
the window. Sakura came and sat down
next to her. "What's the matter?" Meeko sighed, but didn't respond. Sakura smiled. "Is it about Shinji?"

Meeko
gasped and looked up. "How did you
know?"

Sakura
giggled. "I felt the same way when your
father was injured or sick." (S+S fans will want to read this)

"What did
you do?" Meeko asked.

Sakura sat
back and smiled at the memory. "Well,
it happened the day your father didn't show up for school one day…



A
sixteen-year-old Sakura stared out of the classroom window, not really paying
attention to what the teacher was saying.
Syaoran hadn't come to school that day, and Sakura was worried. He always was so diligent on coming to
school everyday, and now…he wasn't there.
Sakura wondered what was wrong with him?

Tomoyo,
seated next to he, passed her a note.
It read:



Sakura,

I heard one of the attendant people say
Syaoran Li was out sick…something really serious.



-Tomoyo



Sakura
gasped at reading the note…Syaoran…out sick?
He lived alone, with no one to care for him? She wanted to go over and tell wish him well…but would it be
proper? She looked over at Tomoyo, and
if reading her mind, Tomoyo nodded.

Sakura
nodded back. She would go. At least then, Syaoran would know he wasn't
alone.



Syaoran
lay in his bed, unable to get out. He
had a fever, had lost his voice, and had a monster headache. Not to mention he could barely breath, and
his sinuses were acting up. He wanted
to go to school, but didn't have the strength.
Syaoran rolled over and pulled the covers over his head. He thought…~maybe if I get some sleep, I'll
feel better when I wake up~

Just
then someone knocked on the door.
Syaoran groaned, which made him squeeze his eyes shut against the pain
in his throat. ~Maybe if I don't answer
they'll go away~

The person knocked again. Syaoran slowly got out of bed, wearing his
pajamas and slowly went to the door.
~Whoever it is, is going to wish they never came here~ He slowly opened
the door, and saw… "Sa…" He was cut off by the pain in his throat again.

Sakura
looked at him worriedly. "You didn't
come to school, so I thought I'd check up on you. Are you okay?"

Syaoran
looked down to hide his blush, and nodded.
Though the movement made him dizzy and sent him falling. Sakura gasped and caught him, gently holding
him in her arms. "You should be in bed,
baka." She slowly helped him back to
his room, and tucked him in bed. "I'm
going to go make you some honey milk.
Just rest up." She left the
room, leaving a bewildered Syaoran behind.

When she
came back, Syaoran had his eyes closed and was trying to get back to
reality. Sakura…the hidden object of
his affection…was here…at his house; worrying about him…it was like something
out of his dreams.

Sakura
looked fondly at him. Even though he
was brave and warrior like all the time…here…with his defenses down, he looked
like a little boy. She smiled and
slowly sat on the edge of the bed.
Syaoran opened his eyes, and could've sworn he went to heaven. Seeing Sakura's bug green eyes smiling at
him.

"Here." She held up the mug of warm honey milk. She helped Syaoran to a sitting position,
and watched him carefully sip some of the ilk, before lying back down
again. She felt his forehead. She gasped.
"You're burning up! I have to
get you cooled down!" She got up and
immediately went to fetch some cool water and a small towel.

She sat
on the bed once again, and slowly dipped the washcloth in the water. Gently moving his amber locks away from his
eyes, she placed the cloth on his forehead.
He shivered at the temperature, but then sighed at the comforting
effects of water…or maybe it was because Sakura was there with him.

Sakura
smiled at his boyish qualities. True he
too was sixteen, but his face still retained some boyish features. He still looked kawaii when he was thinking
about what should be done to capture a Clow Card, or determined when he was
protecting her. Maybe that was why she
loved him. He was always there for her,
and she felt safe in his company, his presence.

Syaoran
sniffled, but still couldn't breathe.
Sakura frowned. "Can't breathe?"

He
opened his eyes, and slowly nodded.
Sakura shook a finger. "I've got
just the thing. She dug in the bag that
she had brought with her, and took out a small bottle. "This should fix it up." She said confidently. "Take off your shirt."

Syaoran's
widened and he looked at her in shock.
She rolled her eyes. "The
medicine goes on your chest, then you breathe in the fumes and it clears your
sinuses." (Basically Vapor Rub…you know where I'm going with this. But I swear…totally PG…okay maybe PG-13, but
that's it!)

Syaoran
nodded and tried to undo his front buttons, but with his headache, he only
managed to fumble with it. Sakura
giggled. "May I?"

Syaoran
looked at her, unsure, but slowly nodded.
Sakura moved her hands to just underneath Syaoran's chin, and started to
unbutton the top of his pajamas.
Syaoran knew he was blushing, but couldn't hide it. ~Why did I say yes? ~

Sakura
unbuttoned the last button and gasped as she saw his warrior chest. Syaoran looked at her strangely, but Sakura
averted his gaze, and picked up the bottle, putting some in her hand. She put some on Syaoran's chest, making him
tense up. "It's okay." She coaxed.
"It's cold at first." She slowly
started rubbing it into his tense muscles.


Syaoran
closed his eyes, breathing in the strangely comforting scent of the
medicine. Sakura's touch sent shivers
of pleasure down his spine, but soon Syaoran felt his chest warm up, as Sakura
continued to work it into his chest.

Sakura
closed her eyes, amazed at what she was doing.
His chest felt so strong and powerful.
Just think, he used these muscles to help her, to aid her. He was her protector. She smiled and looked up, only to find
Syaoran fast asleep.

Slowly,
Sakura got up, and walked slowly out of the room. ~Rest well, my little wolf~ Then she was gone.



Meeko
smiled as her mother finished the story.
"Is that what I should do? Can I
help Shinji recover?"

Sakura
looked down at her daughter and ran a hand down her hair. "I think you should do what ever you think
is right."

Meeko
thought for a moment, then a smile crept onto her face. She hugged her mom. "Arigatou."

Sakura
laughed and hugged back. Meeko grabbed
a few things out of her room, and left the house.



Shinji lay
in bed, tired, but otherwise fine. He
thought about the last battle. How
Meeko had been so brave in bringing in the Wave. She looked so angelic when she used Fly. They seemed connected in some way...Meeko
and him. Both angels, somewhat,
battling evil trying to save humanity.
Shinji laughed at his thoughts.
He sounded so weird. But, that's
what Meeko did to him. Made him feel
things, he didn't understand.

His
stuttering, his heart rate beating faster, his breath coming in pants when he
thought of her. What was it that made
him feel like this? Was it love? Shinji wasn't sure, but just then, he
thought he felt her aura, her presence.
He laughed… Couldn't be her.

But
it was, just out of the door, came Meeko, wearing a beautiful skirt, with a
tank top. "How are you feeling?" She asked sweetly.

Shinji's
mouth fell open. Better now that you
are here. He cleared his
throat. "F…Fine. Wh…what are you doing here…Me…Meeko?" He stuttered.

She giggled
at his nervousness. She walked over to
him and sat on the bed. Shinji looked
past her and saw his mother smile and gently close the door. Shinji looked back at Meeko and frowned as
she handed him a cup of steaming liquid.
"What's this?"

She
laughed. "Just a little recipe my mom
gave me. It's honey milk."

Shinji nodded
and took a sip. The warm liquid flowed
down his throat, and he sighed in comfort.
"Arigatou." He said gently.

His tone of
voice made Meeko blush, so she turned her head. "Well, I want4ed to thank you for bringing in the cards. Sealing two isn't easy." She said.

Shinji
smiled and gently moved her chin to look at him. "As long as you didn't get hurt, I'd seal ten cards at once."

This made
Meeko blush even more. She stood up.
"Well, I'm glad to see your feeling better."
She walked to the door. "I have
to go…ja ne."

Shinji
frowned at her sudden departure. He
would have to make it up to her…for her kindness.



Meeko ran
home, scared about what she felt. She
knew she liked Shinji, but this was different.
She felt something different. She
couldn't think when he was around.
Everything in her world zeroed in on him. His eyes and hair…his gentle yet strong demeanor. Meeko thought she knew was this feeling was,
but wasn't sure. That was why she had
to leave, to think it over. She got into
the house, and ran to her room.

Makoto was
there, practicing with his sword. He
saw Meeko rush in and bury her head in her pillow. "What's wrong?"

Meeko
didn't reply, only squeezed her pillow harder.
Makoto frowned and sat next to her.
"Come on…you can tell your oniichan."

Meeko
looked up and was about to say something, when she felt his aura. Shinji's aura. She gasped, making Makoto frown more.

Sakura came
and opened the door. "Meeko, there's
someone here to see you."

Meeko
nodded and slowly went downstairs.
Makoto was about to follow, when Sakura stopped him. "Your father wants to practice with you in
the basement."

Makoto
sighed and nodded, going downstairs and into the basement.

Meeko
slowly opened the door, but was already sure of who it was. "Hello, Shinji." She said quietly.

Shinji
smiled. "You took off so fast I didn't
have time to thank you." He pulled out
from behind him, a bouquet of red roses.


Meeko
gasped and slowly took them from him.
"Shinji…they're beautiful."

Shinji
smiled and blushed.



Sakura
smiled as she watched Shinji handed Meeko the flowers. It remembered Sakura of what Syaoran had
done for her, a few days after she had visited his house…



Sakura
walked to the door and was surprised to see Syaoran standing there. "Syaoran?
What are you doing here?"

Syaoran
stared at the ground and shuffled his feet. "Well…I wanted to thank you for
helping me the other day. I feel fine."

Sakura
smiled. "You can always count on me
when you re sick. Know that."

Syaoran
nodded and looked up with a smile. "I
know." He brought forth his hands and
revealed a single Sakura blossom. "For
you."

Sakura
gasped and smiled. She took the flower
from Syaoran and blushed.

Then,
without warning, she threw her arms around Syaoran, giving him a quick peck on
the cheek. "Domo arigato!"

Syaoran
blushed, but wrapped his arms around Sakura's small waist. "Will you…go out with me?"

Sakura
smiled and nodded. "I'd loved to."



Sakura
smiled at the memory, and felt a tear of joy fall from her green eyes. Meeko was in love, even if she didn't know
so yet. Sakura felt strong arms come
around her and looked behind her to see Syaoran hugging her warmly. "What's so sad to make a beautiful woman
like you cry?"

Sakura
smiled and pointed to Meeko who had her arms around a red faced Shinji. Syaoran chuckled. "They do look kawaii, ne?"

Sakura
smiled and nodded.

"Why don't
you come down with me and help with Makoto's training? Leave Meeko with her love."

Sakura
nodded, taking Syaoran's hand, and went downstairs. Maybe someday, she'll tell Shinji how she really feels.