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a_white_rain at 02:05pm on 08/05/2009 under fandom: tsubasa
a_white_rain at 02:05pm on 08/05/2009 under fandom: tsubasaThe Space Between
By: White Rain
Disclaimer: Tsubasa is not mine.
Pairing: Sakura/Syaoran
Summary: Every touch pushes them closers, pulls them apart.
Spoilers:: For chapter 140+
"I want you to - " Sakura said, leaning onto her door and bowing her head.
"I need to tell you," Syaoran said before she could finish, his voice shaking slightly. "Please open the door, Sakura-hime."
Sakura closed her eyes. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea."
"Please," he repeated.
She turned around and opened the door, forcing a smile on her face. "What is it?"
"I want to protect you," Syaoran said. "I want to stay with you."
Her hands were buzzing with the desire to touch him.
"Syaoran-kun..."
He took slow steps to her, until he was in the room with her.
She shut the door, because otherwise she would have grabbed him. Making sure she was still facing the door and away from him, she said, "Can I only smile?"
There was silence.
And then she felt his hand on her shoulder. He was shaking and she was trying not to cry.
She clenched her fists for a moment. Then she set her hand on the wrist on her shoulder (she wanted to touch more of him), and turned around to face him.
They were only a hair away from each other.
This is right, this is wrong, her body seemed to be saying.
She leaned over and pressed her lips against his, moving her arms to wrap them around his waist. When he didn't respond, she pushed closer to him, and prodded his lips open with her tongue insistently.
She could hear him swallow before slowly opening his mouth and moving his hand slowly down her back and resting it on the curve of her hip.
Moving from his lips, she kissed down his chin, saying between each soft brush of her lips to his skin, "Please touch me."
More quickly than she expected, he moved his other hand to her hair and tugged on it sharply. At her tiny moan, he froze, for a moment.
Knowing he'd soon flee and feeling something tugging her to fall, and feeling more selfish than she ever had in her life, she lifted her knee in order to kick him down on the ground.
"What -"
He didn't get to finish his sentence, she moved down to straddle his hips and pressed her lips on his neck, nibbling on the skin, slightly sticky from sweat.
She could feel something tugging at her, something pulling at her to drown and never breathe again. She grabbed his wrists, digging her fingers into his wrists, and pushing down as hard as she could on him.
Her skin was on fire and she longed to take off the clothes restraining her, but it was hard enough not to let the thing pulling her into the water take her down.
She began to kick, even though she knew it was something that could not be fought.
"Sakura - "
She didn't hear the '-hime' before her eyes fell shut and her world turned black.
By: White Rain
Disclaimer: Tsubasa is not mine.
Pairing: Sakura/Syaoran
Summary: Every touch pushes them closers, pulls them apart.
Spoilers:: For chapter 140+
"I want you to - " Sakura said, leaning onto her door and bowing her head.
"I need to tell you," Syaoran said before she could finish, his voice shaking slightly. "Please open the door, Sakura-hime."
Sakura closed her eyes. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea."
"Please," he repeated.
She turned around and opened the door, forcing a smile on her face. "What is it?"
"I want to protect you," Syaoran said. "I want to stay with you."
Her hands were buzzing with the desire to touch him.
"Syaoran-kun..."
He took slow steps to her, until he was in the room with her.
She shut the door, because otherwise she would have grabbed him. Making sure she was still facing the door and away from him, she said, "Can I only smile?"
There was silence.
And then she felt his hand on her shoulder. He was shaking and she was trying not to cry.
She clenched her fists for a moment. Then she set her hand on the wrist on her shoulder (she wanted to touch more of him), and turned around to face him.
They were only a hair away from each other.
This is right, this is wrong, her body seemed to be saying.
She leaned over and pressed her lips against his, moving her arms to wrap them around his waist. When he didn't respond, she pushed closer to him, and prodded his lips open with her tongue insistently.
She could hear him swallow before slowly opening his mouth and moving his hand slowly down her back and resting it on the curve of her hip.
Moving from his lips, she kissed down his chin, saying between each soft brush of her lips to his skin, "Please touch me."
More quickly than she expected, he moved his other hand to her hair and tugged on it sharply. At her tiny moan, he froze, for a moment.
Knowing he'd soon flee and feeling something tugging her to fall, and feeling more selfish than she ever had in her life, she lifted her knee in order to kick him down on the ground.
"What -"
He didn't get to finish his sentence, she moved down to straddle his hips and pressed her lips on his neck, nibbling on the skin, slightly sticky from sweat.
She could feel something tugging at her, something pulling at her to drown and never breathe again. She grabbed his wrists, digging her fingers into his wrists, and pushing down as hard as she could on him.
Her skin was on fire and she longed to take off the clothes restraining her, but it was hard enough not to let the thing pulling her into the water take her down.
She began to kick, even though she knew it was something that could not be fought.
"Sakura - "
She didn't hear the '-hime' before her eyes fell shut and her world turned black.