Life is Worth Nothing | By : darkAngel36 Category: +. to F > Card Captor Sakura Views: 2415 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Syaoran moved over to the chair sitting down he looked back over at the boy.
Eriol stood looking at the seat that Syaoran gestured for him to sit in with uncertainty. Syaoran, feeling the panic as Eriol hesitated he spoke finding it hard to find the strength in talking to the boy.
“I promise, I won’t bite you Eriol…I…I only want to talk” Syaoran spoke feeling unsure with what Eriol’s actions to the sentence may be.
Eriol slowly walked over to the seat that was next to Syaoran, sitting down he felt slightly uncomfortable with the closeness he was to the brown haired boy.
Feeling a lump in his throat with the close proximity they were at, Syaoran tried to control his blush as Eriol’s knee brushed his own. Clearing his throat he tried to think of where to start.
“Well….I guess there is no point in trying to deny to you the feelings that you heard me speak off” Eriol nodded blindly as Syaoran spoke.
“But I guess its best that you knew, I only just realised myself, I understand that you don’t feel the same way but I still want you to stay here with me so I can help…” Syaoran looked down at his lap feeling uncomfortable with the blue-grey eyes studying him.
Looking back up to the boy, Syaoran watched as he took in the information and tried to put everything into place, he couldn’t help but notice how his blue-black hair fell over his eyes with the black rim glasses framing his face perfectly, shaking his head Syaoran tried to forbid any more thoughts of Eriol from entering his mind.
Eriol looked up as he saw the boy in front of him shake his head, again the questions hit him.
Why me…? For how long…..? How can you love me….? Eriol continued to try and find these answer’s without asking them as he tried to study the honey eyes that had looked up at him for him to speak.
Eriol still found no answer’s within the eyes that searched his soul for a return in feelings, within Syaoran’s eyes Eriol saw sadness, love and fear of rejection.
“Syaoran…I…” once again he searched his own soul for an answer or at least a hint for his feelings and still the answer that was returned to him through his heart was, love….love for one…though to Eriol this was no answer.
I cant be loved, look at me…no one can love me…not after what I have done to him….what I put him through….Eriol continued to deny himself the action to be loved, finding he deserved none.
“….why….” Eriol found that was all he could ask looking at the boy for the answer he saw that Syaoran only smiled.
How can he smile? I caught him confessing his love for me; he probably didn’t even want me to know….why is he smiling? Eriol watched the boy in front of him with confusion.
Syaoran smiled at the boy, he saw all he needed to see through the blue eyes and heard all he needed to hear through the first words that Eriol spoke to him since the discovery.
Eriol waited silently for the other teen to answer also trying to ignore the blush that crept upon his own cheeks when Syaoran leaned forward still with the small smile on his face.
Syaoran felt himself lean forward, he watched as Eriol’s face grew redder with the closer he brought himself to the younger teen.
With their noses almost touching Syaoran studied the face that looked back at him, all that showed through it was shock and fear….he searched deeper
….confusion…. deeper…
Struggling……the search went deeper
….... want….... deeper
….... need …....
….... longing…....
…....desire…....
….... lust …....
….... love!!!! …....
Finding the emotions his eyes searched for Syaoran closed the gap between the two, their lips met, Eriol’s eyes widened but he found he couldn’t pull away, not from being forced to stay but from not wishing to fight.
Syaoran’s hand moved forward cupping the face of the younger teen as he deepened the kiss, Eriol moaned as he felt the passion in the kiss deepen.
Syaoran slowly pulled away from the lips, still with his hand cupping the face his eyes opened and saw the features of the darker haired teen, more bangs had fallen over his eyes which were still closed.
Blue eyes fluttered open as he felt the warmth leave from his lips, seeing the face over him he stayed quite not knowing what to say or do.
His hand leaving the face he sat back in the chair.
Eriol continued to watch slightly panting from the lack of air he hadn’t received.
Finally speaking up Syaoran smiled “you’re not a bad kisser” Eriol looked at the boy.
“Same to you” Syaoran just smiled more, happy he hadn’t received a slap from the younger teen yet.
“Does this mean that you return the same feelings?” he asked becoming more serious as he looked at the boy in front of him. Eriol looked at him, all of a sudden his fathers words came back to him.
‘Your worthless, nothing but a weight on everybody’s shoulder, no one will respect you and no one will want you, you are nothing but trouble’
His eyes filled with tears as the words repeated themselves in his head, “I….I cant Syaoran…..I don’t deserve this” Eriol stood and turned to leave for his room when a hand grabbed his wrist, turning he saw Syaoran looking at him with pleading eyes.
“It’s I that don’t deserve you Eriol” he spoke not taking his eyes of the other boy; Eriol looked at the brown haired boy.
“No Syaoran I’m nothing but a nuisance…my….my father said so…. ” Syaoran stood, moving closer to the tearing boy he shook his head not believing a father could say such words.
“Your father is wrong Eriol, what ever he said to you Eriol don’t believe it…none of its true…” Eriol looked at the boy that now stood in front of him; their bodies were close enough to feel the heat radiating from it. Eriol felt the tears fall, he felt his father’s words were true though his heart wanted to believe Syaoran.
“I…want to believe you Syaoran….really I do….but….but my father….he…” Syaoran didn’t give the boy time to finish his sentence as once again his lips clashed in a comfort of passion, Eriol felt strong arms wrap around his waist and pull him closer to the taller body, he soon found his arms laced around Syaoran’s neck, the world around them vanished and the world stood still.
Moaning into the passionate need for more Eriol felt as Syaoran awaited permission for access to his mouth, allowing Syaoran’s tongue entry he moaned again with the feeling of pleasure being delivered. He felt the arms pull him closer to the warm body, his head slanted up towards the taller boys giving him better access to the lips of his lover.
TBC…
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