Fear of the Dark

The Law of the Country

After dinner, Sakura went and saw her sister who was resting. Rena smiled upon seeing Sakura again, "Good evening Sakura." She greeted cheerfully as Sakura came to sit next to her to rest her leg.

"How are you feeling Rena?" Sakura asked.

"I'm a bit tired," She replied, "But better thanks to the care I've been receiving."

"I see…there's something I wanted to talk to you about…" Sakura murmured.

"Sure!" Rena smiled.

"Syaoran has offered to let us stay here at the castle…how would you feel about that?" she asked.

"If that's what you want then I'm more than happy to stay." Rena smiled.

Sakura knew that her sister would say that, but she needed to be completely sure. She felt relieved knowing that her sister was alright with staying.

"Sakura, is something on your mind?" Rena asked.

Rena could easily tell that she was more comfortable in this palace than any other place they had been in years. All she wanted was for Sakura to be happy, and she could easily tell that she was growing close with Syaoran.

"I heard…you were attacked…" Sakura murmured uncomfortably.

Rena looked down at her hands; so the news had finally reached her sister. She nodded, confirming what her sister had heard.

"Are you alright!? Were you hurt!?" Sakura asked; she had almost risen to a state of sheer panic.

Rena grabbed her sister's shoulders firmly and looked into her eyes. "Sakura, look at me. I'm fine; I was only knocked over and it was a few weeks ago." She said calmly.

"I don't know what I'd do…if I lost you…" Sakura whispered.

Rena smiled widely, "Don't worry! I'll be fine, remember? I don't die easily." She said.

Sakura nodded.

"But…if we're going to stay…shouldn't we tell them? About where we came from?" Rena asked.

Sakura went rigid. "I don't want to be…" She whispered.

"I don't think they will." Rena mumbled. Sakura didn't say anything. "It's ok; I understand." Rena smiled.

She understood her sister's feelings. She understood that Sakura didn't want to be betrayed again. She needed to be able to trust, and these people were just the change she needed.

"You still look incredibly guilty about something." Syaoran spoke to his brother, curious. They'd given the girls privacy, and were sitting out in the gardens in the cool night air.

"Shut it." His brother muttered.

Syaoran laughed, and then changed the topic. He could always tell when something was on his brother's mind. "So apparently Lady Rena told Yuui to shut his face." Syaoran said.


"May I ask why?" he laughed.

"A comment made that was not appreciated by Rena."

"Oh? What was it?" Syaoran asked, seemingly amused.

Syaoron sighed, "'Sleeping together already are we? Soon you'll be kissing and there will be children everywhere. Have fun Syaoron.' She got pissed and told him to shut his face whilst throwing a pillow at him-hit him square in the face too."

Syaoran burst out laughing, "Why would he make such a comment?" he asked.

"I fell asleep." He muttered.

"Ah, right."

"Guess we should go back inside." Syaoron murmured. He didn't particularly want to continue talking about Rena or what had been going on.

"Yeah, probably; it is late, and probably time for bed." Syaoran replied with a shrug.

They stood and headed back inside. When they reached the room, Rena was fast asleep with Sakura watching over her. Her expression was that of a mother watching over their child, and it didn't surprise Syaoran in the least. Sakura looked up as they entered, and was relieved to know that it was just them.

"Sakura, it's getting late. My brother will watch over her for now, but I think it's time you got some rest." Syaoran said softly so he didn't wake the sleeping girl.

Sakura nodded and stood; pain shot up her leg and she winced. He assisted her by picking her up so she needn't place any weight on her leg, and left his brother in peace.

He set Sakura down on the bed and found her sleeping garments from the night before. "Here, I'll leave so you can change." He said.

"Wait-I'm scared…" She whispered.

"I'll be outside the door; there's nothing to fear." He smiled, and stepped outside the door before she could protest anymore, leaving her standing holding her change of clothes. She untied the sash around her waist, and allowed it to fall to the floor. She felt the fabric of her dress loosen, and she pulled on the ties at her hips. It unravelled, falling into a pool at her feet. She looked down at herself; her small breasts were covered in purplish bruises, and all she could remember was her horrible torment. She slid to the floor and let slip a small cry. Tears had already made their way down her face. There was a knock at the door, followed by Syaoran's voice.

"Sakura? Is everything alright?" He asked.

He didn't receive an answer, so he opened the door. He found her crying on the floor, her arms covering her chest. He wasn't sure what had brought it on, but she was extremely upset. He quickly shut the door and locked it behind him before he walked over, and picked up her robe off the bed and placed it around her naked shoulders. She looked up at him with her fear filled eyes, and noticed the concern for her. He drew her into a hug, and she cried into his chest. He soothed her with soft murmurs, and helped her onto the bed. He picked up her sash and then without saying a word closed her pink robe and tied the sash around her waist, pretending he hadn't noticed the purple marks on her breasts. Was it her memories that had caused her to fall into such a pit of emotions?

He sat down beside her and held her hand in his. "I'm just going to be in a room down the hall; if you need anything, you can come find me." He said.

She shook her head, "I don't want to be alone…" She whispered desperately.

"Do you want me to stay?" He asked.

She nodded.

"I don't know…" He murmured.

"Please…" She begged.

He sighed in defeat. "Alright."

If it had been anyone else, he probably would have left them and said goodnight. But this girl…she was so afraid that something might come for her, and there was something about her that he just couldn't refuse. He couldn't leave her.

He stood and walked over to his chest of draws, pulling out a change of clothes for himself. Sakura quickly looked away, beet red.

"Sorry, I won't be a moment." He said.

"Ok…" She said quietly.

She could hear him changing, and she resisted the urge to turn her head and look. She heard footsteps on the wooden floor, and he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him to find that he was wearing a similar top to the night before; it was long sleeved and, similar to her robe, it crossed over and a small tie kept it in place. He was wearing a pair of normal black pants which was what he usually slept in.

"Are you ok?" He asked with some concern.

She nodded.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"I'll be ok…" She whispered.

He drew back the bed sheets for her and she lay down, but he waited for a moment, distracted by his thoughts.


He looked over at her; she was so innocent…so beautiful and so fragile. "Sorry, just thinking." He smiled, and slipped in beside her.

He pulled the covers up over them, and shifted so he was facing her. She shifted closer to him, and rested her head against his chest. He slipped an arm around her frame, and pressed himself closer to her. Sakura looked up into his eyes; she knew he'd seen the horrible bruises on her chest.

"Didn't it bother you…?" she asked.

"What?" He asked.

"I know you saw them…" She whispered.

"I supposed it depends on what you mean by bother me." He said.

"Aren't you disgusted at the sight of me…?" she whispered.

He sighed and shook his head. "Why should I be? I'm only disgusted with whoever hurt you." He said softly.

She looked away, and he placed a hand against her cheek. "It's ok to feel scared, upset, angry-whatever you feel you don't have to hide it here. No one will hurt you for it." He said softly.

She looked as if she were about to cry, but she leant in to kiss him. He licked her bottom lip, and she parted her lips to allow him entry. She took his hand which had been resting over her collar bone, and guided it to her breast. He cupped it lightly, and then gave a small but gentle squeeze. A breath exploded from her lungs, and he pulled back.

"I'm sorry," He said, "did I hurt you?" he asked, worried.

She shook her head, "No…it felt…nice…" She blushed.

"Sakura," He murmured.

"Yes?" she asked.

"What we're doing; it need to be kept secret-just between the two of us." He said softly.

She nodded, wondering what kind of law he was about to disobey by being intimate with her. He drew her in for another kiss, and cupped her breast again. She let slip a moan into their kiss, and she could feel a strange sensation down in her womb. Their kiss grew fiercer, more passionate by the second. His hand slid from her chest down to the sash around her waist, and he untied it. She sat up, allowing him to remove it, and then he untied the ribbon keeping her robe together.

It fell open, revealing her soft pale skin, and she turned bright red. He pushed the light material off her shoulders, and she allowed him to lay it on the chair beside the bed. He looked her in the eyes and smiled gently, "You're beautiful," He said, placing a soft hand against her cheek.

She smiled and he leant in to kiss her again. His warm hands ran over her skin, sending shivers down to her core. She found the ties keeping his shirt together, and pulled on them, untying them. His top fell loose, and she was able to push it off his shoulders. She could feel his muscles beneath his skin, and she could feel his pulse beneath her fingertips.

"Sakura, are you sure you want to do this?" He asked.

Despite the fear she felt, she nodded. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. "I know you won't hurt me." She said softly.

He nodded, and slipped a strong arm around her slender frame, bringing her in for another kiss. It was tender and sweet, and then quickly deepened into a more passionate and fierce kiss. He pushed her down gently into the pillows, nestled between her parted legs. She could feel his arousal up against her, and tenderly she pushed up against it. He groaned into the kiss, and then slid his hand down to her hips; he waited for her to give him a sign to let him know it was ok to slide her underwear down her legs, and she lifted her legs to allow him to pull them off. He slid out of the rest of his garments, and then slid back up to meet her lips once more. He kissed her neck, and feathered more kisses down to her chest. Her breasts were round and full, nipples raised against the cold.

He kissed her skin and cupped her breasts in his hands, and as he did so her breathing became heavier. He slid a hand down her stomach until he came to her folds; he parted them using a finger, and then slid a finger in to touch her sensitive pearl. She gasped with pleasure, and as he continued to touch her she could feel a tightness forming in her womb, an almost unbearable feeling. He slipped one, then two fingers inside her, and began stroking her walls carefully. She could feel the tightness in her womb becoming even more unbearable, growing tighter and tighter until suddenly it burst. It was a feeling that she had never felt before, and had her gasping for air and wanting more-wanting him.

He positioned himself at her entrance, and easy because of her orgasm, carefully slid in. At first she felt pain, and allowed herself to adjust. "Are you ok?" He asked

"Just a minute…" She whispered.

He reached between them and touched her clitoris, easing the pain a little. He leant in and kissed her gently, and looked into her eyes. She smiled, "I think I'm ok now." She said softly. He nodded and gave a small experimental thrust, and she almost lost herself to the pleasure; she was practically gasping for air. He set a slow pace at first, not wishing to hurt her.

"Please Syaoran…" She begged.

He smiled and kissed her again, "As you wish," he murmured softly.

He quickened the pace and Sakura could feel that tightening in her womb again. He adjusted his position slightly, and began striking something deep within her. She had to stop herself from letting out a cry of ecstasy, but he could tell from her face that she was in pure pleasure. He smiled, pleased. She could feel him bringing her higher and higher, and suddenly the feeling burst. Her muscles clamped down around him, bringing him over the edge; he came, his breathing hot and heavy in her ear.

She felt him pull out and pull the covers over them. He pulled her close to him, pressing their bodies together, and kissed her forehead.


"Shh, just rest."


"Shh," he hushed her, smoothing her hair back into place.

Her eyes closed, and she fell asleep snuggled against him. He was thankful he'd locked the door, otherwise who knows what may have happened in the morning. He knew he'd have to tell her at some point now that she would be living at the castle; that among the upper class if you kissed you became engaged. But once you had intercourse, you had to get married. That was law.

Sakura woke in a strange field of white flowers and long blades of green grass. Above her was a familiar ceiling of stained glass in beautiful ornate patterns. She knew this room, and she had to get out. But she couldn't move-her body wouldn't allow it. She heard footsteps, and she felt a body drop on her. They were naked, she realised, just as she was.

The poor soul that had been forced on her was a beautiful young man with short silvery hair and sea green eyes. His name was Jayden, if she remembered correctly.

"Sakura, I'm so sorry…" He whispered.

"Move it boy!" The guard hissed.

Sakura shook her head and pleaded. "No, no please I beg of you…" She whispered.

"I'm so sorry…" Jayden whispered, tears falling like crystals down his cheeks.

He leant over and began kissing her neck. "Now, or else." The guard threatened.

"Sakura, I'm so sorry…" He whispered

Knowing what was to come, she dug her nails into his shoulders. He pushed himself inside her and she screamed in agony. There was faint laughter from somewhere, a female laughing. "Keep moving boy." The guard ordered. He did as was ordered, and Sakura cried out for it to stop.

Syaoran shook Sakura awake; she was screaming and had tears streaming down her face.

"Sakura-wake up!"

Her eyes shot open and her screams stopped; her breathing came in ragged gasps and she realised she'd only had a nightmare of her past. He looked at her, hand on her cheek, with a look of pure worry. "It's ok now." He whispered.

She fell into a fit of tears, crying into his chest.

"Shh, it's ok. You're safe now." He murmured.

Her cries softened, and he continued to hold her gently, his gentle stroking of her hair lulling her back into sleep.

I sensed your power…you're a dream seer…

He watched her as she slept, and soon fell back into dreams as well. Perhaps one day he'd meet her in a dream.

In the morning, Sakura woke next to Syaoran feeling warm and relaxed. She couldn't recall her dream from the night before, but she knew she'd woken screaming and Syaoran had comforted her. She was glad she didn't remember it. She looked over and found Syaoran still asleep; she ran her fingers along his collar bone, and his eyes slowly slid open.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you…" She whispered.

"No, I was already awake. I don't normally stay in bed for so long." He smiled.

"I'm sorry…I didn't mean to keep you." She whispered guiltily.

He shook his head, "No, I'm enjoying myself actually." He smiled.

"Really?" She asked.

He kissed her tenderly, "Yes."

She blushed and tilted her head up to kiss him. He eagerly kissed her back, pressing her closer to his body. She could feel it again-the want for him. He wanted her too, but he didn't know if she was ok for that.

"Syaoran…" She whispered.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Please…like last night…can we…?" She asked, blushing madly.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Please…?" She whispered.

"Alright," He smiled.

Syaoron had just finished tending to Rena when he stepped out to find Sakura and his brother walking down the hall, still dressed in their sleeping garments. Sakura's leg was about to give out, so his brother picked her up instead. He noticed that their faced were both red, like they'd been running laps or something-not that Sakura could.

He walked up to them, "You look like you've been chasing her around the castle." He commented.

"Who knows, maybe I have." Syaoran shrugged.

"Where are you off to?" Syaoron asked.

"The baths; can you tell Chii to bring us fresh clothes please?" Syaoran answered.

"Yep, alrighty. I'll go find her." He said, and disappeared around the corner. When he was far enough away he burst into a fit of laughter.

"I can't believe it!" He laughed to himself as he walked. It was so painfully obvious what those two had done. And then he remembered the kiss he'd shared with Rena. "Even so…I'm not exactly…innocent either…" He murmured to himself.

He continued down the hall and entered the kitchens, finding Chii cleaning some dishes. "Oh hello my lord; what can I do for you?" Chii asked cheerfully.

"My brother requires you to take fresh clothes to himself and Lady Sakura at the baths." He said in a casual-like manner.

Chii looked at him with wide eyes. "They're bathing together!?" She exclaimed.

"What my brother and Lady Sakura do is not anyone's business. Just complete your job." He said.

"Understood," Chii smiled.

"Oh, and I'm aware of your little bet." He muttered.

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" She laughed as she walked off to get the two clean clothes.

Sakura slipped into the warm water, and sighed in bliss.

"Does the water feel nice?" Syaoran asked, about to slip in after her.

"Yes…this might sound a little strange, but it helps my leg feel a little better." She replied.

He slipped in beside her, and found he had to agree with her about the temperature. "How are you feeling today?" He asked.

"I'm feeling better, I think…" She smiled, a slight tinge of pink crossing her cheeks.

He smiled, "That's good. I'm glad you're feeling at least a little better." He said.

"I hope Rena gets better soon. She's always smiling, but I can tell she's in pain…" Sakura murmured.

"Don't worry; I'm sure she'll be fine." Syaoran smiled softly.

Sakura nodded, "you're right…" She said.

He leant over and kissed her cheek, and she rested her head against his shoulder.

"Thank you…" She whispered.

He smiled, "You're welcome."

When they got out clean clothes and towels lay waiting for them in baskets. Syaoran knew he might be asked questions later, but Sakura seemed happy and so he was content. He'd tell them nothing. Sakura pulled on her dress, tying the ties to keep it together before picking up the yellow sash with the same gold droplets and chains hanging from it as the one she was wearing around her mid-section the day before. She tied it around her waist, and then tied it off to the side. The colour of the dress itself was a very light pink, and had long open ended sleeves. The neckline was a V-neck, and showed some of her cleavage.

Once she was dressed, she turned to find Syaoran wearing a red top with a pair of black pants and a yellow sash around his waist. He smiled, "You look lovely." He said.

She blushed. "Thank you…" She said.

"How about breakfast?" He asked.

She nodded, and he helped her out and down the hall. She felt happier than she had in months, and part of her looked forward to being able to stay in Clow with her sister and the others. She smiled softly, and held his hand.

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