Before we enter, this is just a short story, and I don't really plan on making a continuation because sometimes I lost inspiration and got stuck. My grammar is not that good either so you will find many mistakes while reading this. ( ??? ) I'm sorry (⌒▽⌒)

This is just a short story (@^?^)!

If some of you don't like Eriol and Tomoyo to be together then don't force yourself and read this. ( ̄︶ ̄)

Warning! Cardcaptor Sakura belongs to CLAMP o(?)o, I'm just an unsatisfied reader/watcher, who need more of this couple. Again, I'm sorry if mine is also the same as others. ( ˙?˙ ) I don't know, so do tell me.

-Plan-

She didn't have a choice. Nor did she ever wanted this to happen. But she didn't have much time left. She has to do it, even if she has to do what she hated the most, deceive someone. Carefully she stood beside the door and waited. Her heart is beating fast, not nervous but scared. Afraid for what is going to happen next, fear for what will happen to her. 'Don't back away...'

'Don't back off! You've thought about it and compared this matter for quite a while. Everything you do always ends in vain. But this time, it has to be successful, or you will destroy the happiness of the person you really care for, your best friend. Tsukishiro is a kind and friendly person after all, but of course, if we are betrayed by someone we trusted, there will definitely be hatred ... '

'Remember, this for Sakura. She loves him, and he loves her. Both of them love each other deeply, but because of the stupid status and promise that already been create a long time ago, it couldn't be achieved. Yes, that promise where the Amamiya family-'

Her breath got stuck when she heard footsteps outside. Carefully, she took another deep breath before praying slowly for forgiveness. The sound of the door pushed forward echo in her ear as she pressed herself onto the wall. Hand reached out and closed the door suddenly, making him startled, and turned around.

Tomoyo jumped and caught him in a tight embrace, taking out her handkerchief before pressed it hard to his nose and mouth. She whispered, "I'm sorry."

The man struggles to back away or shove her, but she kept her grip tight and firmed. Slowly, his vision began to blur and hot. His body burned as he felt the urge to take off his clothes one by one. Tomoyo also noticed the change. His breath became shallow, and she could see that he is trying to hold something.

'It already works! Then...' She lifted herself a little and pressed her lips to him in a soft touch. She never kissed a man before, but she had seen it from Sakura and Syaoran. If she does this, it will make it more noticeable then she just needed to wait until someone came in and saw her half-naked in the embrace of a half-concious man. She is almost half-naked, with a dress that is very loose from her shoulder, her messy hair, and the back of her dress is untied, showing her corset.

Tomoyo could felt his hand moved and touched her nape. She shivered at the contact. Pull away to take a breath, but soon she found herself caught in a tight grip and soft lips moving against her own. She yelped when she felt a warm-silk touched her lips. 'W-what?' She shut her lips tightly, afraid of what is going to happen next.

His other hand moved lower and squeezed her small butt, giving her a jolt of shock and awareness. She gasped at the contact. He used this and entered her mouth with his tongue. Pull her head closer to a deep pleasure kiss that she never felt before, but it felt a little nice...

She raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck, wanting to felt more, wanting to ease the burning she felt inside of her. 'Something is weird...' She thought as she let him sensually explore her mouth. 'This felt nice...' Her thought became blurred when she felt how his tongue and lips moved to her own.

'It surprisingly tastes like a mint tea inside his mouth.' She thought absentmindedly. 'Yukishiro-san must like tea very much. He does eat faster.'

He parted his lips from her and trailed a soft kiss in her cheek, to ear before slowly moving down to her delicate neck. He bit and sucked her pale skin before tending it with his tongue. He moved to another side and tasted her skin. Tomoyo bit her lower lips to hold the moan from escaping her lips.

Too overwhelmed by the new feeling, Tomoyo forgot to focus on the door. She mistook the loud beat and thought it was her heartbeat.

All of her systems become alert when she heard a loud gasp from the door. She whirled her head around so fast and faced the two people who stood in the doorway, Looking at them with a shocked, surprised, and maybe anger expression. The blood in her body seemed to stop running as her eyes widen in guilty and ashamed.

But her face turned paler when she saw the man with white hair, who hold always shows a soft gaze but right now, worried and disbelief. 'W-what? If that's Sir Yukishiro, then...'

"W-wait-" She said to the man, who, still kissing her neck. Her hand moved to his shoulder and tried to push him away. Now that there's a light from the door, she could see that the man in her embrace has dark blue hair, not white. "H-hey..." She gripped hard onto his shoulder as once again tried to push him away.

But he won't budge as if he doesn't realize about the other two companies. In the next second, he was not on Tomoyo anymore. A loud bang on the floor startled Tomoyo. She quickly looked at her cousin, who just throw the man on the floor. Touya's face is red with anger, and his eyes glared deathly at the man.

This is her second time seeing Brother Touya like that. The first time she saw that expression is when he found out that his fiance cheated on him. It still sent a chill down her spine. Her eyes moved toward the man, and to her great horror, it was the duke of Clowreed. He is the infamous duke that many ladies talked about and sought after in three seasons. But She has heard that he is more interested in older women.

"What the hell is the meaning of this!?" Touya bellowed that once again startled Tomoyo. She held her dress to kept them from falling while her eyes were looking at the wooden floor in shame. 'Well, this is to be expected...'

The man groaned in pain, not just physically because of the punch, but his head is also hurt and felt like being stab many times. He shook his head to clear his vision before looked up at the tall scary looking man standing before him. Then he became observant at the situation, look behind the scary-looking man stood a pretty lady in dishevel clothes and not too far from her another man with white hair.

From the looked from both men, the woman, who still looking down, and him on the floor. A fucked up conclusion ring in his head. He looked at his clothes and the taste of something sweet that still lingers in his mouth. His eyes harden in anger and shame as his eyes glared at the woman.

'I just fall into an annoying trap.'

-End-

I got this inspiration from a historical-romance novel, and I really love the storyline, including the couple, Elissande and Vere. So it's not originally mine.

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Thank you for reading.