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Moonstruck Lovers

Summary:

Touya gets a tad jealous.

Notes:

This takes place just after the conversation between Touya, Yuki and Sakura in the kitchen in the second episode of Cardcaptor Sakura:Clear Card. I hopefully will write about the interactions between Touya and Yuki throughout this series, as they are my favourite couple in the series, and they have painfully few scenes together. Depending on what happens in the series, I might write other little stories, but I will see how it progresses.

Thanks for reading.

Chapter 1: Fly Me To The Moon

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"What was that all about, Yuki?"

"All what?"

Touya gave his boyfriend a little scowl as he sat down, placing the meal he had just finished cooking atop the small, low table in his room. Instead of answering, he picked up his chopsticks, while Yuki shut the door and moved over to sit down to his right.

As always, Yuki was... ethereal. Beautiful. His unusually silvery-brown hair did not age him in the slightest, his glasses giving him an innocent, and yet wise, almost owlish appearance. Eyes that were inherently kind and always appeared to shining, with a gentle smile that would soothe anyone who saw it. Skin so pale that it was almost shimmering white - just like the moon, fittingly enough. A willowy frame that looked fragile, and yet hid a strength that was best expressed when he played basketball.

And finally, his aura.

It had initially reminded him of his first love, Kaho Mizuki. They had first been attracted to each other by the magic they inherently possessed; his possessing no affinity, and hers, a power drawn from the moon. A magnetic power, soft and cold, while strangely inviting. Yuki's pull had naturally been far stronger... And yet in both cases, it was not this that made him fall so completely for both of them. Nevertheless, Touya had honestly thought he had fallen in love when he was with Kaho.

Once again, Yuki had changed all that.

His cheery disposition, the way he closed his eyes when he smiled, his calm, careful ways, the way he got on with both Sakura and his father. There was just so much about him-

"Touya?"

He realised he had paused with his food halfway to his mouth. Yuki was looking at him, halfway between confused and amused, while still managing to look attractive as ever.

"What, Yuki?"

"You were saying something... You didn't really finish. I was just wondering."

"It's nothing."

How could he tell his boyfriend that he couldn't help feeling the occasional twinge of jealous when he saw him with Sakura? He knew instinctively that nothing would ever happen between them. She loved Syaoran with all her heart, and Yuki and Yue had both never shown anything but brotherly affection to her. It was irrational, foolish, nonsensical... Yet he simply couldn't help it. He'd never take it out on either of them - he wasn't that sort of person.

Touya just couldn't help himself sometimes.

"You can tell me. I'm sure we can work it out together, whatever it is."

That smile. The one where he closed his eyes behind his glasses, and tilted his head to the side ever so slightly.

He couldn't resist just leaning in and pressing his lips against Yuki's; a gentle, soft meeting that twisted his heart in ways that he still didn't fully understand. The familiar twang of his former magical power greeted him as well, now mixed with the seductive lunar energy that surrounded his boyfriend. It was a heady, potent aura - yet it only served to enhance his attraction to Yuki. The foundations of relationship had been established long before that - and even without it he would have still have loved his boyfriend.

Yuki reached up and stroked his face as they kissed, before breaking it off.

"Let's finish eating."

They finished the meal in silence, exchanging fond glances with each other. Touya washed up, while Yuki cleared up the room, preparing it for them to study. The evening passed them by, both of them quietly happy in the presence of each other, Touya lying on his front on the bed, occasionally reaching up to stroke Yuki's cheek or hair, as he sat typing away on his laptop. Working until almost midnight, Yuki closed the lid of his laptop, and nudged Touya.

"Come on, that's enough. You need to rest, Touya."

"Just a little more."

"You're always working. Or studying. Or doing chores."

"I spent time with you as well," Touya replied playfully, poking him in the ribs. Yuki responded with surprising swiftness, seizing the offending hand between his own.

"I know. Which is why you never have time to rest. I don't know how you managed when you were taking care of Sakura as well."

Touya rolled over, resting his head on Yuki's lap. "I had to. She was too weak then. But even still, there wasn't too much I could do..."

"You did what you could - and I'm sure she'd appreciate it."

Touya shifted slightly.

"The only reason you haven't told her is because you know she'll worry over you. By teasing her and acting like the terrible older brother you're not, you give her that semblance of normalcy, that continuation to the normal part of life that is somewhat over earlier than it should be. You allow her to remain the child that she still is."

Sighing, Touya put his other arm over his face.

"Although, I do have to say... I find it hilarious Kero still thinks you don't know about him. I could tell there something odd about him even before I knew I was Yue's counterpart. And afterwards... It was just obvious."

"He's not exactly inconspicuous, or Sakura's taste in plushes. Then there's his Sun aura - kinda hard to miss."

"Which brings me back to my point. Sakura should've thought of that - but still you let her believe that you effectively don't know anything about her other life."

"Yuki..."

"I know. That part of you... That selfless, caring heart you have makes me like you even more. But you're with me now. Just us. You don't have to be Sakura's brother, or the diligent son. You can just be Touya."

"I know, Yuki. And that's why..."

Before he could finish is sentence, Yuki was kissing him again.

Sometimes, there was no need for words between them. They knew what the other needed, what could be said, what wouldn't be said, and what didn't need to be said aloud. Touya had never had something so instinctive, so natural.

He hoped it would always be this way.

..................................................................

Too tired, to do anything else, the two of the curled up in bed together. Yuki snuggled into Touya, his body fitting perfectly into his taller frame, before he fell asleep in an instance.

Touya remained awake a little longer, watching the moonlight stream in through the skylight, illuminating the room ever so slightly. He smiled as the blue tinge appeared around Yuki.

It only happened when he was asleep. Yue kept his alter-ego's luminous reaction to moonlight suppressed when they were awake. It was necessary, of course. A tall, handsome, glowing man walking around would cause quite a ruckus in the neighbourhood.

It was a side of Yuki only he got to see. Something special that only he knew. A little piece of him that he didn't have to share with anyone - and never would.

With that, he pulled Yuki closed to him, and whispered three words that people had given up kingdoms, countries, their lives and the lives of others for. Yuki shifted in his sleep pressing himself harder into Touya, his breathing slowing down even more, as his mind unconsciously responded to the declaration.

With a contented smile, and one last squeeze, Touya fell into a happy, relaxed sleep.