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How Ice Cream Can Help Cool Off
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Cardcaptor Sakura Themed Story
Chapter 1: How Ice Cream Can Help Cool Off
(by hikari_blaze, added on 2005-11-28 02:21:24 AEST) [Discussion Topic]

It was pretty hot in Tomoeda, but what can expect? It is summer. Everyone is hot, especially two Cardcaptors. “Mou, Syaoran-kun! It’s hot!” Whined Sakura Kinimoto, her emerald green eyes shining in the light of the sun. She gets quite beautiful as she grows up. Her slim waist and auburn hair along with emerald eyes were enough to make any boy drool.

The boy walking along with her, chuckles watching her cute antics. “Well, we could get some ice cream to cool off,” suggested Syaoran Li. He was in the same class as Sakura with chestnut brown hair and captivating amber eyes. He was the object of many girl’s affection back at school. His eyes glittered with amusement when he saw the excitement in Sakura’s eyes at the mention of ice cream. They went to the ice cream store. “Which flavor do you want?”

“Oh! I want strawberry, please!” Strawberry how sweet, just like… her.

“Coming up,” he said as he went to the counter, “I’d like 2 cones; one strawberry and one chocolate.”

“Sure thing,” said the clerk as he got the two treats. “And I’ll even give you a discount for you and your lil girlfriend,” he winked. Syaoran blushed at the word girlfriend, and went back to where Sakura was waiting.

“Here you go,” he said handing her the cone with the sweet pink treat. He chuckles watching Sakura gobble the ice cream up. “Hey, slow down. We don’t want you to choke now then, do we?”

Sakura blushed, eating the ice cream a bit more slowly. She looked at Syaoran and giggled, “You should eat yours too. It’s getting all over your hands.”

“Huh?” Syaoran took a moment to realize that some of the chocolate ice cream was dripping down the cone and onto his fingers. He blushed and started eating.

After finishing up the treats, they sat on the bench in Penguin Park until Syaoran spoke up, “Hey, Sakura.”

“Hmm? What is it, Syaoran-kun?”

“You got some ice cream over there,” he said, pointing at the speck of strawberry ice cream on the corner of her lip.

“O-oh! I see,” she reached out her hand to wipe away but was stopped when Syaoran put his hand over hers. “Eh?”

“Let me clean that up,” he said in a husky voice.

“Syaoran-kun?” But her thoughts were stopped when Syaoran gently put his lips on the speck of ice cream. Sakura blushed very deeply at the contact. His lips were pretty soft…

Syaoran broke apart, and smiled at her face which was as pink as the strawberry ice cream. He put his lips near her ears and softly whispered, “I love you, cherry blossom.”

“A-ano… I l-love you too… my little wolf,” she stuttered shyly. Syaoran felt his heart soar into the heavens. He quickly pulled her into a hug.

“I’m glad,” he said. Sakura blushed even deeper.

“Sy-Syaoran-kun?” Syaoran pulled away from the hug to look at his cherry blossom’s face.

“Hai, Saku-chan?” Sakura blushed at the nickname, and looked down.

“C-can I h-have another k-k-kiss?” The last word was almost a whisper, but it was enough for Syaoran to hear it. He grinned. He tilted her chin up so she could see him. Syaoran leaned forward, and met his lips with her.

They never felt anything like this before. Syaoran traced his tongue on Sakura’s closed lips asking for entrance, and she allowed him. Their tongues played with each other, tasting two flavors of chocolate and strawberry. They broke apart for air, and Syaoran draped his arm over Sakura’s shoulder, pulling her closer. They watched the rest of the sunset in each other’s embrace.

Who knew ice cream could taste so good?

~The End~

Aww... isn't that sweet? Plz R+R!

Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. CLAMP does.
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