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The
Boy who Cried Wolf

For Kristin

A/N: Warning! This is a yaoi
fic with hints of yuri as well. If these offend you then turn back now and do
not flame my fic because you were too stupid to do so. I own no rights to Card Captor
Sakura or any of the characters portrayed in this story. They are all licensed
to CLAMP. If anyone would like to drop pointers in their reviews you may do so.
My email is FireflySnowflake@aol.com. Now on with the story....

Syaoran Li lay in bed on the cold winter morning.
His eyes were closed and he remained still though he was not asleep. A smile
crossed his face as he began to think deeply. He was thinking of a boy. One
very special boy. That boy. That sweet, magical, handsome boy. He sighed in contentment.
He noticed that every time he daydreamed he was thinking of the boy. Sometimes
even sexually. Pink colored his cheeks and he felt the burn of blushing.
He really had to stop thinking like that. But everything Eriol did was embedded
into his mind. Everything. Especially his smile. He loved it when Eriol smiled.
It was so seductive, even in all of its innocence. Every time he did, Syaoran
heart welled up with love and he had to hold himself back from tackling the boy
and kissing him full-force. He giggled, suddenly feeling very giddy and buried
his face into his pillow. He had been trying not to think of it but over
the past couple of weeks he was beginning to think he was in love with Eriol.
He just feared that if he told the boy his feelings he would wreck their
friendship or scare him away if his feelings weren't mutual. Then he thought of
Kinomoto. Kinomoto Sakura. He knew that Sakura was in love with him. He'd even
had his little crushes on her at times. But he knew that she wasn't what he really
wanted. He had always wanted Eriol. Sakura was a nice girl but when he thought
long and hard about it, he just couldn't see a future with her. Truthfully, he
didn't really want one either. But when he thought of Eriol, it was different.
He could see his whole life and the sheer bliss it could be with him in it. He
even saw his children, despite their gender conflict. They would adopt. He
decided. Tomorrow he was going to tell Eriol how he really felt. Tomorrow was
Monday so he would have a fresh start. It was only one day, but to Syaoran that
day seemed like an eternity. For all that, he was grateful.

Syaoran climbed into the
shower on Monday morning. He had called Eriol the night before to arrange some
plans for them to meet early. The phone conversation replayed in his mind.

*RING!* "Hello?"

"Eriol, hi!"

"Oh,
hello Syaoran."

"Hi.
Look, I'm having this problem see...and I really don’t know who else to turn to
for help. Could you meet me at school early tomorrow?"

"Well,
I could but wouldn't it be better if you just asked me over the phone?"

"Erm..."
Syaoran was drawing a blank, "Uh..."

"Well,
go on," Eriol waited.

Syaoran
chuckled. "Hehe, well, I’d be kind of embarrassed if we talked about this
problem on the phone. I’d feel better if we could talk in private tomorrow. Ya
know, face to face?" ‘Agh, that was lame,’ Syaoran thought to himself.
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone.

"You
are an unusual friend Syaoran. But sure, that'll be fine. I'm early every
morning anyway."

"Great!
See you tomorrow then!"

"Bye."

Syaoran examined his uniform with a smile. He'd
washed, starched, and ironed it all by himself. Perhaps it wasn't the greatest
of accomplishments but he was proud of himself all the same. He pulled the
shirt over his head, and plopped the hat down atop his head. He stopped to give
himself a quick look-over in his body length mirror. "This is as good as
it'll ever get," he said and trotted towards the door. "I'm
off," he called just in case Wayde was still there. He walked off to school
with a merry skip in his steps.

School. It seemed like such a long time since he'd
been back to it. Syaorans eyes darted about, making sure he hadn't passed Eriol
up. He looked down near the courtyard, and there was a girl there...with Eriol.
He easily recognized the girl. She was in his class. She said something that he
couldn't hear and the two of them began to laugh. Syaoran fumed. He moved in
close enough to hear them, keeping himself well hidden in a nearby bush. The
girl giggled flirtatiously, making Syaorans already hot blood boil with rage.

"So,
Hiiragizawa," she said, her voice sounded much more mature then it
actually was. "I was thinking that you and I would make a perfect match,
and we seem to be hitting it off just fine right here, hmm?" Syaoran
peered out from the bush. Eriol was blushing, and deeply at that. The girl
wrapped her arm around his possessively and he blushed more. Was she winning
him over? The thought made Syaorans blood run cold. He watched fearfully as
Eriol finally came out of his state of shock. He looked over to the bush and
smiled- RIGHT AT SYAORAN.

It
was then that Syaoran knew he had been caught. But instead of saying something,
Eriol wrapped an arm around the girl, making her blush furiously. He cupped the
girl’s cheek in his hand, lifting her eyes to meet his face. The girl gasped.
"Hiira...gi..zawa," she stuttered breathless.

Eriol’s
smile broadened. Broadened into that smile that made him look mysterious and
yet oh so seductive.

Syaoran
blushed deeply as he watched, his breath caught in his throat.

"I'm
sorry, Chisa," Eriol said, releasing the girl in his hold. "You're
really a sweet girl, but I just feel differently about you. Someone else has
already captured my heart.”

Chisa
looked angry. But she let out a sigh and her anger seemed to melt into
contentment. "Oh, I see," she said walking away.

Eriol
looked after her, turning his back to the bush that Syaoran was hiding in.
"You can come out now," he said after he was sure she was gone.

Syaoran
revealed himself, pink coloring his cheeks.

"You
didn't have to spy on me you know, Syaoran."

"I'm
sorry," Syaoran muttered, hanging his head in guilt. "I just felt bad
about walking in on you and Chisa."

"I
see," Eriol nodded.

"Why
did you turn her down," Syaoran asked, curiously. "She's one of the
prettiest and most envied girls in our school."

"Then
you can go for her Syaoran. I, however, already have my sights set on someone
else."

"Really,
who?" 'Pick me, pick me,' Syaorans mind pleaded.

Eriol's
eyes darted off, landing on a certain lavender haired angel, walking alongside
Kinomoto Sakura. "That one," Eriol said, pointing. "Daidouji
Tomoyo."

Tomoyo
turned and spotted Eriol and Syaoran, waving good morning to them.

Eriol waved back, but
Syaoran just sat there. It felt like Eriol had just driven a stake through his
heart.

"Oh
yeah," Eriol remembered. "What was it you wanted to talk to me
about?"

"Ah..."
Syaoran panicked, remembering the phone call once more. He drew a blank. He
couldn't tell Eriol his feelings now. Eriol had just revealed his feelings
about Tomoyo.

"Syaoran,"
Eriol questioned.

"Ah,
I uh...wanted to know if...uh...you wanted to spend the night this
weekend," Syaoran said nervously, those being the first words that popped
into his head. He slapped himself mentally. That was the worst possible thing
he could've done. 'You never think first, do you,' the voice in the back of
Syaorans head taunted. "Shut up," he whispered to it.

"Sure
I can,” Eriol said. “Why couldn’t you ask me this on the phone
again?”

“I just…I just wanted to ask in person.” Syaoran
could hear his conscience laughing at him inside of his head “Aw, shut up,” he
groaned.

“Huh,” Eriol looked at him questioningly.

“Nothing nothing,” Syaoran said with a nervous smile.
“I said that’s great is all.”

“Oh ok,” Eriol said. Then the bell rang. “C’mon
Syaoran, we’ll be late.”

‘Now look what you’ve gone and done,’ Syaorans
conscience started in again. ‘You’ve invited your secret crush to come and
spend the night with you. You really are an idiot! How can you sleep in the
same bed with him? You’ll—‘ “SHUT-UP,” Syaoran screamed to his mind, silencing
it.

Everyone in the schoolyard turned to stare, Eriol
included.

Syaoran felt like a deer caught in headlights. He had
to think fast. “Ah-hahahaha, I don’t want to be late!” And with that, he ran
for the school building.

Syaoran sighed heavily as he reached his desk. He’d
just made a big fool of himself in front of the entire school. And Eriol! This
was turning out to be a horrible day.

“Good morning Syaoran.”

Syaoran looked up to see Sakura smiling down at him.
Forget horrible, this day had officially hit rock bottom.

“Good morning Sakura,” he replied, nonchalantly.

Students began to pour in by the dozens, making their
way hurriedly to their seats before the bell. Syaoran pretty much ignored it
until a he saw particular pair stalling by the door. It was Eriol hand-in-hand
with Tomoyo. He said something and Tomoyo giggled before they parted for their
seats.

“Kawaii,” Sakura giggled as Tomoyo walked over to
her.

Syaoran felt an intense wave of nausea slug him in
the chest.

“Does this mean you and Eriol are an item now
Tomoyo,” Sakura squealed, as giddy as any other air-headed girl in the school.

Tomoyo just smiled that little knowing smile at
Sakura and walked off.

Syaoran hung his head. Any future with Eriol now
seemed impossible, so distant. He sighed heavily. Love had dealt him painful
blow after painful blow since he’d been here and it just kept getting worse. It
wasn’t fair. ‘Oh well, this is what happens when you become same sex-oriented,’
he thought bitterly to himself. But then he began to ponder: How had this
happened at all in the first place? How could he possibly be attracted to a
reincarnation of his ancestor Clow Reed? This wasn’t right! He told himself
this but his emotions didn’t waver. ‘This is a test,’ he thought, ‘this is a
test and I have to overcome it. I must!’ He turned to Sakura, smiling suavely.
“Hey, Sakura?”

“Hoe?”

“Will you go out with me?”

Sakura was, to say the least, enthused. She blushed
and hastily nodded yes.

Friday
            Finally,
the weekend was here. Syaoran had been dreading it all week. He had no idea how
to act around Eriol now. ‘And I’ll be damned if I’m upstaged in front of my
girlfriend,’ he thought with a snort.

Since it was the weekend, Sakura would be staying at
Tomoyo’s place. When Tomoyo had learned that her boyfriend’s best friend was
the boyfriend of her best friend she had suggested a double date/get together
sort of thing. Another one of her great ideas. ‘About as great as Sakura’s
battle costumes,’ Syaoran thought inwardly. He sighed. That was cold but he
just wasn’t able to help it. Tomoyo just had this way of making a bad situation
even worse. They were all going out to eat and then taking moonlit walk in the
park…alone. Syaoran cringed. Being alone with Sakura after one week? That was
pretty fast. Alone with Eriol was a different story. Eriol was so — “NO,”
Syaoran screamed almost knocking his mirror over in the process. Thankfully, he
caught himself –and the mirror – before anything was hurt. “Stop it,” he
scolded himself, hoping his noise was going unnoticed downstairs. He took one
last look in the mirror.

He had to admit, he looked exceptionally handsome in
khakis and a loose-fitting navy blue sweatshirt. He grabbed a comb, ran one
last swipe through his hair, then tossed it back onto his dresser and left the
house. He had a long night ahead of him.



            Dinner
had been awful. Eriol kept passing him secretive little smiles and suggestive
glances. It had probably been a joke on Eriol’s part but Syaoran kept feeling
the heat of a blush rising in his cheeks. He downed one glass of water after
another to keep the pink from his face. Now him and Sakura were walking down
the moonlit path. Alone. He kept his gaze down at his shoes as they walked but
Sakura’s gaze of adoration seemed to be burning right through him. He knew she
was going to try something, and greatly feared the upcoming events. Even if
Eriol weren’t his first kiss, he wouldn’t want to share an experience like that
with Sakura. He realized now he was just with her because he didn’t want to be
left out while Eriol had a girlfriend.
            Nimble
fingers latched onto Syaorans hand and he felt them curl into his own. ‘Oh Gods
no…NO!’ Don’t let her try and kiss me! Please don’t!’
            A
tug on his hand. ‘No…’, a passionate gaze into his eyes, ‘No…’, her lips
closing in on his ‘NO!’ Then…a question.
            “Syaoran,
don’t you want to kiss me?”
            “Eh?”
He opened his eyes realizing they’d been closed all this time.
            Sakura
still stood there, awaiting a move. When he made no attempts, Sakura took the
job upon her self. Auburn and emerald eyes locked. Her lips made way toward
their prey again.
            “Sakura!
I…”

Eriol and Tomoyo were enjoying each other’s company
immensely. And each other’s physical involvement even more. Tomoyo and Eriol’s
lips were locked, tongues meshing erotically in a hot kiss. They pulled away
and Tomoyo’s kiss-swollen lips refused to be pushed away, searching out Eriol’s
earlobe and sucking it into her mouth.

Eriol groaned softly, realizing he enjoyed this new
action of hers. But being submissive wasn’t Eriol’s style. He pushed Tomoyo
away and bent down, nipping at the sensitive skin along her collarbone. The cry
she gave was Eriol’s invitation and he went lower, kissing along the tops of
her breasts. The noise of approaching footsteps startled them and Eriol sat up,
draping his arm around Tomoyo’s shoulders. Sakura and Syaoran came into view.

“Ne, Tomoyo, can we go home now,” Sakura asked,
shyly.

Tomoyo looked over at Eriol. He nodded. The two
couples set off towards Tomoyo’s house.


            They were
at the steps of the Daidouji residence. Syaoran felt the Olympics inside his
stomach for two reasons. One was the extra-long kiss that Eriol and Tomoyo were
engaged in. The other was Sakura’s stare of shame and hurt toward him. Syaoran
just prayed it would all be over soon. The “smack” of lips breaking part
replayed again and again and again until the “click” of a shutting door put it
to end. He sighed with relief.
            Eriol
turned away from the door and landed a slap on Syaoran’s shoulder as they began
their walk back to his house. “So Syaoran, how did your first date with
Kinomoto go?”
            “Eh
whatever,” Syaoran muttered in response. It had been the worst night of his
life so far. An image of Tomoyo kept flashing in his mind, making him ill.
            “Is
something wrong?”
            “Eh,”
Syaoran popped into reality again, “What’d you say?”
            “I
asked if something was wrong Syaoran. You look a little green.” Eriol put a
hand to his forehead.
            Syaoran
knocked it away. “I’m fine.” ‘Liar.’ “Don’t start on me again you curse in
disguise,” Syaoran spoke aloud to his conscience again.
            “What,”
Eriol looked at him in confusion.

“NOTHING!”

They reached the Li residence finally. Syaoran unlocked
the door and flipped on the lights, calling out to see if anyone was home. The
silence assured them that they were alone. They decided to change into their
bedclothes then go watch television in Syaorans room. Syaoran changed in the
bathroom, leaving his room for Eriol to change in. When he came out of the
bathroom, the sight that greeted him knocked the air out of him.

Eriol was dressed in nothing but boxers. It was all
he ever slept in.

Syaoran took long, deep breaths to keep his
excitement down but the strain inside his boxers came anyway.

The two climbed into bed, side by side, flipping
through black and white movies, infomercials, talk shows, and old sitcom
reruns. They finally stopped at an old black and white movie. It wasn’t too
interesting to either of them but it over-ruled I Love Lucy and Ricky Lake’s
‘My Brother is my Sister’ Special.

The movie progressed and Syaoran noticed his growing
weariness. His head kept falling forward then jerking back up until he felt the
bed shift and his head resting on a soft-skinned shoulder. He looked up to see
Eriol smiling down at him. Syaoran blushed uncontrollably, knowing that he had
just died and gone to heaven. What could be better this?

Eriol’s hand cupped Syaoran’s chin. And without
hesitation, the softness of Eriol’s lips were on Syaorans. THIS COULD BE
BETTER!

Syaoran pulled away, eyes as wide as saucers and his
face a ripe tomato. Did the really just happen? “Eriol…did I…did
you…k-ki-ki-ki-“

“Kiss you? Yeah, I did,” Eriol replied coolly.

“WHY?! What about Tomoyo?”

Eriol silenced him with another kiss, deeper than the
last. By the time he pulled away, Syaoran was panting for breath. He kissed his
forehead and pulled him into an embrace. “Syaoran, this whole time, it was
never Tomoyo I truly loved. It’s always been you. I just had to know that you
felt the same. The way you look at me, the way you blush, and the shyness you
always get around me. Yeah, I know how you feel now. And now I can finally tell
you, I love you Syaoran.”

Syaoran must not have noticed the stars in his eyes.
“Eriol, I love you too!”

Eriol looked at him and chuckled, kissing him again.
“You’re irresistibly kawaii, you know that? You better quit or I might get
rough.” He gave him a promising wink then wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Syaoran smiled widely. “I can’t wait.”

Eriol slid closer to Syaoran, his hardness pressing
to his thigh.

Syaoran froze, his own erection growing to now
full-length.

Eriol smiled as he achieved his goal. “You know, I
never saw myself as being submissive but for you Syaoran, I can handle it.” He
released Syaoran from his arms and turned onto his back.
            Syaoran
rolled up on top of him. He blushed deeply, looking down at Eriol uncertainly.
“Are you sure you want me to? I might hurt you.”
            Eriol
smiled reassuringly. “I want this Syaoran, I want you.”
            Syaoran
nodded, taking a deep breath before peeling Eriol’s boxers off. Eriol’s full
erection came into view and he gasped. The sight of his beautiful Eriol already
so hard for him was…exciting. Syaoran hastily pulled at his own boxers, eager
to plunge into Eriol’s depths and make the boy he loved his finally. He finally
got them off and positioned himself at Eriol’s entrance.
            Eriol
whimpered, knowing he wouldn’t be able to handle this all quite yet.
“Syaoran…wait please.” Eriol leaned up and pushed Syaoran away, until he was
down on his back. Syaoran looked up at him confused but Eriol paid no attention
to that, leaning down and taking Syaoran’s throbbing arousal into his mouth.
            Syaoran’s
vision went blank and he let out a howl of pleasure, his fingers coming down to
tangle into Eriol’s violet locks. Eriol sucked down hard, rolling his tongue
over Syaorans loins again and again and again. Syaoran felt his release
building and groaned Eriol’s name between clenched teeth, the firm grip of his
hands releasing his lover’s head. Eriol pulled away, grinning inside.
            Syaoran
whimpered as the warmth that had him so close to satisfaction was gone His
hardness pulsated furiously, demanding a release. “I…oh god…Eriol..please..”
            “No
need to worry koi, this will feel so much better.” Eriol took Syaorans fingers
into his mouth and sucked them until they were coated with silvery saliva. Then
he took Syaoran back so Syaoran was hovering above him again, like he had
before. He led Syaorans slick fingers down to his entrance and waited. Syaoran
looked confused for a moment then realized what he was supposed to do. He
slowly pushed, burying his fingers to the hilt inside Eriol.

Eriol growled with pleasure, writhing as the pleasure
button inside him was probed. “Syaoran..it’s ok now…take me…”

Syaoran complied, pulling his fingers from Eriol’s
puckered entrance only to replace them with his pulsating genitals.

They gasped in unison as the two of them joined for
the first time ever. Syaoran felt a flame start within his body and he began to
pump veraciously within the boy’s tight confinement.

“Ah…Syaoran..YES! Oh god…” Eriol cried out to his
lover, wrapping strong arms around the boy’s shoulders. Holding him close,
Eriol’s mind fell into a void of white with the oncoming pleasure.

Syaorans breath came heavy as all his senses were
lost except the need for release. He pressed his lips to Eriol’s feverishly as
he began to ram himself forward rapidly. A shaky hand slid down Eriol’s abdomen
finding the still stone-hard package. Syaorans digits wrapped around it gently
and fondled it, feeling how it quivered at his touch.

The flame within Syaoran burst into a wildfire and
the world around him swirled into nothingness. He pounded savagely into Eriol
not being able to hold back any longer.

“Ah! Syaoran….I’m coming!”


“ERIOL!” Syaoran felt the indescribable pleasure erupt from within,
spasming uncontrollably his seed exploded into Eriol. He paused as the glorious
sensation washed over him then collapsed atop his lover, completely drained. He
weakly pulled out and lay there trembling, as Eriol continued to hold him
close. “That was amazing Eriol..”

Eriol kissed as his forehead as his lover fell into
peaceful sleep. Eriol became aware of his own growing weariness and pulled the
covers around them. “I love you, little wolf.”

Monday
            “You
know we have to tell them Syaoran, it would be wrong to lie to them.”
            “Actually,”
Syaoran looked down at the ground embarrassed. “Sakura already knows. She tried
to kiss me that night and I just choked.”
            Eriol
looked at him incredulously. “Ah, alright then. Well wait here for me then,
I’ll go tell Tomoyo.” He kissed Syaorans cheek whispering a quick “I love you,”
before walking towards the tree where he had told Tomoyo to wait for him.
            Tomoyo’s
violet orbs sparkled brilliantly as Eriol walked toward her. Eriol did not meet
her gaze, just walked to her.
            “Eriol,”
she greeted cheerfully. Noticing that he wasn’t looking at her, her cheeriness
left her. “What’s up,” she asked in concern, walking over to wrap her arms
around him comfortingly.
            Eriol
held up a hand to stop her in her tracks. He bowed before he began to talk.
“Tomoyo, for the longest time, I tried to convince myself that I was in love
with you for the sake of my own heart. You see, I think you’re beautiful, and
sweet, and an all around terrific person but in truth, my heart has always
longed to be with Syaoran. I just didn’t know how to handle it and I thought
that my attraction to you might overrule whatever I did feel but I was wrong to
think that, and even more wrong to try it. I hope you can forgive me and my
foolishness. I still want to be your friend but I cannot continue to deny my
love for Syaoran, especially since he returns it.” When he looked up, Tomoyo’s
eyes were glistening with tears. “I’m so sorry…” he murmured in shame.
            “No
Eriol, I…I understand. I truly believe it’s Sakura I’m in love with but I’ve
always been afraid to say it. I…I’m going to tell her right away. It’s the
right thing to do.” She turned away to go find Sakura but paused. She turned
back to Eriol and smiled. “I do forgive you Eriol, and we can still continue
being friends.”
            Eriol
smiled in relief. “Tomoyo..” he sighed gratefully, “Thank you.”
          Tomoyo
nodded then took off, searching for Sakura.
            Eriol
smiled after her then ran back to Syaoran.

Syaoran was sitting on a bench that faced the school.
He felt Eriol’s hand on his shoulder and he turned around, retuning the smile
Eriol offered. He patted the seat next to him and Eriol took it, smiling as he
wrapped an around Syaoran. “Everything went ok,” Eriol said, resting his head
on the other boys shoulder.

“I think I already knew. Look,” Syaoran pointed
toward the school. Around one of the corners he could see, Sakura and Tomoyo
were sharing a kiss. “I’m happy for them,” Syaoran said.

Eriol turned Syaorans gaze to him and smiled
wickedly. “I’m even happier for the two of us,” he said, capturing Syaorans
lips. The two of them shared a magical kiss before the bell rang.

The End

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