| Yet again, I don't own CLAMP nor do I own CCS. So there. Enjoy this super Kawaii fan fict! E-mail me for compliments! [email protected] *************** A five year old Sakura 'sleeps'. Not really. She just thinks about cookies and whatever five year girls think about. She is sudenlly 'awaken' by the sound of her sliding glass door opening. The very old (but young looking) Yue steps in. Not really trying to intrude, but just wants to get a glimps of his future mistress. She looked angelic lying there 'sleeping'. A smile almost perked on his face until he heard the little bell sounding voice. "Are you an angel?" Yue was startled. "Are you an angel, mister? Can you give my mommy a message?" "I'm sorry, Sakura-sama, I'm not an angel." He replyed. "But you look like one. Are you a fairy?" Yue sighed and was apauled. "I'm not a fairy, Sakura-sama." "How do you know my name?" Asked the little cherry blossom. "I am your guardian in the future." "My guardian angel?" "No, just a guardian." "Well, can you guard me tonight?" "Why? I see no evil." "I ate cheese before I went to bed." "So?" "It gives me bad dreams." "Oh. I'll stay by you side, Sakura-sama." "Thank you.... what's your name, mister?" "Yue." "Ok, Yue-san. Thank you!" Sakura gave him a hug and slipped into her covers with a smile on her face. Yue sat there with his permenent expression. The next day, Sakura woke up and ran off to Pre-school. Yue descided to look at things five years earlier. Her brother and his lover would be 12... that would be interesting to see. So he decided to fly off to see him. Even though he didn't see it, but THEY WERE SOOO KAWAIIIII~~!!! He looked at them and said "Weak." and descided to find the Clow Book. That would be fun. While searching for the Clow Book, Sakura came home. "Yue-san! What are you doing down here?" Sakura pondered with her big, kawaii eyes. "Daddy doesn't like either of us down here." "I'm sorry." Yue appologized. "It's ok! Hey! I have an idea!" "What's that, Sakura-sama?" "Just come up-stairs with me!" Sakura giggled. Yue just stared, and followed his mistress. Up stairs, she had a tea party set out. Yue held his permenet expression. "I want to play tea party!" She exclaimed. "What ever you wish." "Although, you need a tea party hat!" Sakura ran off and came back a few seconds later with her mother's Sunday best hats. "I don't think mommy will need these anymore." Sakura gave Yue the hat, and Yue stared at it. "Do you like it?" "I don't wear hats often." -well, never- he thought. "Well, put it on your head anyways!" He did as his mistress told him, and looked damn funny in it. And so they began to play make beleive tea party with Sakura's stuffed animals as guests. "Mr. Bear, can you pass me the sugar?" "I don't think an inadimet object can move." "Oh, he will. Just wait." Sakura smiled. Yue held his expression. Five minutes later, Yue gave Sakura the sugar. "Thank you Mr. Bear!" "I'm not..." He stopped himself and reminded himself that she was 5. "Would you like some more tea?" "I had none to begin with." "But I poured you a cup when we first began." ... he had to remind himself again. "Oh yes, that's right. No, I'm good." Sakura smiled, and poured the rest of her stuffed animals more 'tea'. They both heard the door slam shut. Touya was home. "Onii-chaaaan!! I have to show you my new friend!!" Sakura screamed on top of her lungs. Yue's eyes widened. "I don't think that would be such a wise choice, Sakura-sama." "I don't want to see one of your stupid make beleive friends!" The 12 year old Touya yelled. "He's not make beleive! He's real!" yelled. "Sure he is. What's he got?! WINGS?!?" Touya laughed his head off. "Yes, and they're very pretty. Come on, Yue-san! Say something!" Silence came. "So what did he say?!" Touya joked. "Nothing. He's kinda just sitting here." "Oh, sure!" "But he's got pretty wings! Come on Touyaaaaa!!! Pleaaaaaase!!" "No! Sakura-chan! He's not--" He heard someone else talking. An older man. "What the?!" Touya ran up-stairs to see Yue in a tea party hat sitting in a fisher price chair. Touya staired at him, then quietly turned around, and shot out of there, hoping he was part of his imagination. Later that night, Sakura went to bed. At 8:00. "Yue-san.... read me a bed time story." Sakura pleaded. "As you wish." "Read me a story you like." "I don't know any." "What about your life?" Yue thought for a moment. His undying love for Clow? He can't tell her that. "It's dull." "What's dull?" "Boring." "Oh. Well, read me sleeping beauty!" Sakura grabbed the book out of the shelf and forced it into Yue's hands. Yue began to read.... -.- By the time he was done, Sakura still wasn't asleep. "What else do you wish?" Yue asked. "I want a good night kiss." Yue blushed. Then he noticed she was aiming towards her cheek. ^.^ (Poor Yue). He kissed it ever so lightly. Sakura yelped with joy and gave him a nice big hug. "I love you, Yue-san!" She smiled. "I must be going now." Yue told the five year old. Sakura eyes welded up with tears. "Why?" "I wasn't suppose to be here in the first place. We will meet again." "Oh yay! When?!" "When you're 10." "How long is that?" "Five years, Sakura-sama." "Is that long?" "No." "Ok!" She gave him another big hug and kissed him on the cheek. "Good night Yue-san! See you in... how many years?" "Five, Sakura-sama." "Five years! Byee!!" And Yue flew off. END |