Strange Love | By : P666 Category: +. to F > Card Captor Sakura Views: 25111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Fujitaka had seen a boy like him before. It was when Fujitaka was a young child. The first sight of him was the reminder of how Fujitaka was born without memory of parents or a past. Yet he and those strangers arrived right in the middle of the ocean.
A strange person with white hair - very much like Yukito's, but not like Yukito.
Though Fujitaka suspected the name he gave was fake, something in his sad face told me he was using his late brother’s name -and that he would kill first most powerful sorcerer he met.
A mean person that nearly tossed the crew off the ship. When Fujitaka think of it, he and the blonde man had some sort of relationship that went beyond words.
A cute girl.
A girl just like his precious daughter, his precious Sakura.
If memory served Fujitaka, that girl had the same name - the name "Sakura."
Could it be fate?
Could Fujitaka in the past see his daughter before she was ever born?
On the other hand, is that girl his daughter's daughter?
Archaeology is Fujitaka's science, not time-travel - all because of that strange boy with chocolate brown hair.
He looked at me strangely. Like Fujitaka was someone important to him.
He seemed so father-like. Alternatively, was it the other way round?
With him, Fujitaka saw the mysteries of the universe.
The ability to read ancient text was his. The monsters within the seas.
Then like that, the little white creature that reminded me of something Fujitaka once saw in the Magic Knights Rayearth Manga spread its wings.
Then they were gone and Fujitaka promised himself to become an archaeologist.
Fujitaka thought he would never see them again.
Now, who should return in my life, but a boy carrying the name "Syaoran."
Touya dislikes him.
However, his precious daughter at first seemed to considered him some sort of rival, Fujitaka did not know why.
Now, they are practically man and wife.
Nadeshiko, in heaven, Fujitaka knew that she was smiling on them.
The Syaoran in his past seemed overly attached to that cute girl, the same way this current "Syaoran" seemed overly attached to Fujitaka's Sakura.
Could it be fate?
Could Fujitaka be seeing the future of his son-in-law?
Alternatively, his son?
On the other hand, the copy of his son?
It made Fujitaka wonder.
Now he stood there in his house.
That boy with amber eyes looking at Fujitaka, "Hiiragizawa has offered to let us stay over at a hot springs. I was hoping to ask permission."
Despite the fluster in his cheeks, Fujitaka could tell he disliked the name "Hiiragizawa" by the way he formally spat it out.
Fujitaka looked at those soft lips that kissed his precious daughter's lips.
His daughter's lips must be very soft - like his late wife's, and so precious....
Those hands that by now must have touch his daughter's luscious body.
She had filled out quite well. She looked like her mother, so much so that...
Fujitaka shook it off giving a glance at Nadeshiko‘s picture.
No that is wrong. He loved his wife.
His daughter is his daughter. That is wrong.
Tomoyo on the otherhand was not...
He looked at Fujitaka with his amber eyes - those eyes that seemed to stare into the darkness and find light in them.
Just like those eyes of that other Syaoran.
Without a word, Fujitaka kissed him, "Sure."
Oh, god.
He kissed him.
Nadeshiko, in heaven, Fujitaka kissed him.
He kissed the boy that loves his daughter.
He can never be forgiven. Fujitaka kissed him.
However, on second thought. They were quite soft for a boy. Almost like the petals of a peony.
No wonder why his precious blossom likes him so much.
He jumped back, his face all red.
He was practically beside himself apologizing, "I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry. I am sorry that I kissed you. It was not what I wanted. It just..."
Poor little guy, Fujitaka kissed him and Syaoran thought that he kissed him. He is so cute like this.
What is he saying?
Nadeshiko, in heaven, what is he saying?
What is Fujitaka doing?
"I will go," he started to leave again bowing.
"No, I am sorry. Why don't you stay here the night and I will make it up with dinner," Fujitaka smiled, "Okay?"
He gave a pathetic nod - too eager to please.
As if Fujitaka would ever stop letting him date his daughter, she loves him so much.
Her bright face reminds Fujitaka of his Nadeshiko, when they dated. Like an angel's smile.
Yet it hurt so much when his angel cried, she cried so much that Fujitaka was a rookie teacher and she was one of his students.
The world turned so quickly against them.
Fujitaka barely got this job at the university because of it.
Thank god, Fujitaka met that Nokoru on some conference.
That blonde Imonoyama was quite the cutie, but not as cute as the red fluster on Syaoran when he said he kissed Fujitaka.
The blonde Imnoyama was doing some charity work with his bodyguard Suoh.
Suoh was not that bad to look at either - a real fighter‘s body.
A body just likes Syaoran...
A body that hold his luscious innocent little daughter so well…
Her perfect little legs, her curvy hips, her slim waist, her perfect breasts, those innocent lips…
All aching for a man to love, all aching for a man to fill her every need…
Demanding that Fujitaka…
No, he loves his wife. Fujitaka loves her.
Sakura is his daughter. Nadeshiko is his wife. Not the other way round.
Tomoyo on the other hand was another matter...
Shaking those thoughts off gazing at a small vase on the table.
Fujitaka thought back to when Fujitaka met Imonoyama.
Fujitaka was hitting the people up for a dig in some god-forsaken piece of land.
Fujitaka did not even find a thing there except for a vase - that made a good gift - it was a clear forgery. However, the bright sight in his angel when she got it was enough payment enough.
Somehow, his talk with the genius son and commander of Clamp Campus was a godsend.
He was very impressed by Fujitaka.
Fujitaka knew it was Nokoru that recommended him for this position.
Unlike his hardships, Fujitaka will not let Sakura and Syaoran have the same hardships - they love each other and Fujitaka will support that love until his last breath...
A smile pierced the boy’s face. It was so angel-like.
He offered to help with dinner.
Fujitaka nodded with a smile.
An image flashed in Fujitaka's head of the cute boy dressed in nothing but an apron serving breakfast.
A bright smile, that luscious hair. Those thighs.
Fujitaka shook the image of a teenaged child like that - after all, that is how Touya came into this world…
Speak of the devil, Touya came home.
Complaining at the teenaged boy, he gave no appearance of why he was angry at him - probably a bad day at work.
He was doing some part-time work at the Drugstore Green Drug. Not that anybody realized he worked there.
Quickly, Fujitaka told his son about Syaoran’s request.
Fujitaka then added that he would only agree if Li Syaoran would help with dinner.
Touya just gave a growl, “I am watching you,” and headed up-stairs.
Fujitaka just smiled at them.
The look in Syaoran’s eyes was as if he had no fear - not even death. Yet he was so helpful.
He was so young, and yet could cook so well...
“My dad died when I was rather young,” he admitted as we chopped the lettuce.
“Really,” Fujitaka asked.
The poor boy. Fujitaka said as much.
He gave a smile, “At least he gave me this,” he clutched his pocket.
There was almost a tremble in him as he clutched it, “And someday my son will have it - it like a family curse…a heavy sword to bear.”
Fujitaka looked at the serious look in his face as if he was hiding this purposely from his darling luscious daughter.
He showed it to Fujitaka. It only looked like nothing more than a thing found at the end of a key-chain. It looked very beautiful, so innocent compared to the look in those amber eyes.
Fujitaka cleared his voice changing the subject pushing the lettuce off the counter, “What of the rest of your family?”
“W-well,” he minced the vegetables, “There are my sisters. Four of them.”
“Four sisters?”
Nod.
“They - well - how best to describe them,” he put away the strange thing, “They are very attached to each other. They would definitely make a great manga team.”
A shake of the head, “Of course they still haven’t found fiancés yet… though mother once did speak something about the Ryudou family…something about the Dragon Kings...”
“That will be an interesting match,” Fujitaka nodded quite amused, “Especially with that genius running that Detective’s club on the side…”
The boy just smiled at Fujitaka, “Then there is my distant cousin, Meiling. Fortunately, she takes after her late mother.”
“Oh?”
His voice perked. It explained a lot. It explained why the black-haired girl was so possessive of Syaoran.
“What of her father?”
SLICE!
The knife slipped. Blood off of his little finger.
“Oh, dear,” Fujitaka took his hand into his own, “You should take care of yourself.”
Without thought, Fujitaka took the trembling member into mhis mouth.
Of course, he himself was trembling at the same time.
Nadeshiko in heaven, forgive me.
What am I doing?
His face colored more red than the blood on the cutting board.
This is so erotic.
This so wrong.
By the time the bleeding stopped. He had not stopped trembling.
“I am sorry,” Fujitaka said to him.
“Bathroom,” the flustering boy shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Up the stairs, down the hall to the left,” Fujtitaka said.
Nadeshiko, in heaven, he is so innocent. So cute, so luscious. Moreover, all Sakura’s.
My precious little blossom does not know what she has.
Clamp universe cheats.
One of the first series CLAMP worked with was "Soryuden." In "Soryudedn" the Four brothers of the Ryudou-Family who are heirs to the Sowa University are in reality the Dragon Kings and save the world.
One of these four Ryudou brothers in the CLAMP-universe is Inoyama Nokoru, Chairman of the Clamp Campus and leader of the Clamp Campus Detectives, he also appears in other Clamp Works.
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