Standard disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, based off characters and a series which the author does not own. Don't sue, the author has no money. He would have had plenty of money, but the recount was suspended. This is part two of this story. If you don't know what that means, then you're too young to be reading this anyway! Go away, and come back once you've finished high school! Sakura Lemon--Part II KaitouAce Sakura tossed in a restless sleep. Her mind filled with the images of her experience with Tomoyo. Her body shivered as she remembered Tomoyo's every movement. The feelings pleased her but there were other problems. Sakura loved her friend more than anything else. She couldn't bear the thought of being separated from her. But Sakura was ashamed. Ashamed of her feelings, both physical and non-physical. Not only did being touched in her private spots frighten her but she knew that that type of behavior wasn't accepted by most people. She dreaded the idea of anyone finding out. She didn't want to be hated by anyone. Her family might shun her. Lee, Mei Lin, and her classmates would reject her. Kero-chan might even consider her unfit to be a Card Captor. And then there was Yukito. All her hopes and dreams of being with him would be shattered. The image of his disapproving drove her to jerk harshly, shutting her eyes so tightly they burned. But besides all this, there was the other problem. The feelings that began as soon as she left Tomoyo's that evening. The feelings that could be described by no other word than lust. The experience that Tomoyo gave her was like no other. As much as she hated to admit it, she longed for Tomoyo's soft lips on her neck, her gentle fingers caressing her. But those thoughts were wrong. She knew that. But her mind wouldn't let her forget those feelings. Everything else paled in comparison. She remembered how she relented after Tomoyo had made her orgasm. How she licked Tomoyo's finger wanting more. How she wrapped her arms around Tomoyo, holding her into their kiss. Sakura still longed for more. Could something that felt so good really be that bad? But all that mattered was that it was. Sakura huddled herself into a fetal position, trying to forget. But the motion of bunching herself up caused her body to involuntarily caress itself in a number of places. Sakura moaned inwardly as her thoughts went back to Tomoyo. She needed her so badly. She had to experience those feelings again. But how could she? Without Tomoyo . . . Without realizing it, she slowly slid her own hand into her pajamas. She felt her underwear and slid her finger across them noticing the already present dampness. She rubbed herself with increasing speed, starting to squirm at the touch. But even as she was enjoying herself, a voice spoke to her in her head. "Don't do this. It's wrong." But Sakura's lust answered back. "But it feels good. It can't be bad." "But it is. You need to stop." "I CAN'T! I need it." "No. You just want it and not everything you want is good for you." But Sakura wouldn't listen. She remembered how Tomoyo had made her orgasm. It was that final explosion she craved. She manouvered her hand inside her panties and started to put a finger inside herself. "Sakura, no! What will your family think? What if you get caught?" "I don't care!" Sakura plunged her finger into herself and froze . . . but nothing happened. It wasn't enough. Not anymore. "See. You can't even do it. Your body knows it's wrong. Stop now." "No." Sakura stuck a second finger inside herself. She arched her back as a wave of pleasure jolted through her . . . but it STILL wasn't the same. It still wasn't enough. Sakura began thrusting her fingers in and out of herself, determined to find what she had lost. After what seemed like an eternity, Sakura made a discovery. There was a point inside her she couldn't reach. There was something blocking the way. She pushed it slightly and it bent a little. She smiled to herself and began to push when her mind screamed at her, realizing her intention. "SAKURA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" "This HAS to be it. It's in the way." "You don't know what you're doing! It could be important! Don't break it!" "I don't care." Sakura braced herself for the inevitable orgasm and pushed as hard as she could. "NO!!!" "YESSS!!!" And then the barrier tore. And for Sakura, there was nothing but pain. Her piercing scream shot through the house, shaking it to its foundation. Kero-chan immediately woke and saw Sakura convulsing in pain. He flew to her side in panic. "Sakura! What's wrong?! What is it?!" Sakura could only cry. All she could see were tears and all she could hear and feel was the pain. Suddenly, Touya burst through the door. Kero-chan immediately fell into his stuffed animal mode as Touya ran to Sakura's side. "Sakura! What's wrong?" She didn't answer. She just cringed as she pulled away from him. "SAKURA! Answer me!" " . . . It hurts . . . " "What hurts? Sakura!" "Oniichan . . . It hurts . . . " "Let me see. Show me." Sakura began to roll over but then stopped as she realized what would happen. Touya would find out. Then he'd tell everyone. She'd be cast out. Hated. " . . . No." Touya didn't understand what was going on but had to find out the problem. He turned Sakura over, facing him. He couldn't see her face but noticed her arms beneath the covers. "No. Oniichan, please. Go away." Sakura tried to stop Touya but couldn't as as he lifted the covers off her body. Touya was caught completely off guard by what he saw. Sakura's hand was thrust into her pajamas. There was moisture all over the front. Mixed with it were spots of red which Touya concluded must be blood. Touya immediately realized what happened. Sakura was terrified. She desperately pleaded with Touya. "Please don't tell anyone! I'll do anything you want! I'll do all your chores! I'll . . . " "Sakura." "NO! Don't . . . " She tried to move but the pain once again seared through her. She clutched Touya as he caught her rigid body. He held her softly as he spoke. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. But you have to let me see. You need to move your hand." "I can't. It hurts." "I know. But you have to. You can hold onto me if you need to." Sakura nodded and held Touya's shoulder with her free hand. They both stared at her other hand still deep inside her. Touya slowly grabbed Sakura's wrist and looked at her concerned. "Are you ready?" Sakura nodded again and braced herself. Touya slowly pulled at her hand. Sakura shook in pain and told him to stop. "Sakura. We have to . . . " "I know. Just....do it quick, OK?" Touya wasn't sure if that was the best plan but agreed. He looked at her to make sure she was ok, then pulled quickly. Sakura yelled in pain as her fingers were forcefully released from her body. She dug her fingers into Touya's shoulder, causing him to wince. But as her fingers came free, she was caught off guard as out of nowhere, the feeling she was originally looking for came to her. She shivered in front of Touya as the pressure built, then exploded. "Oh . . . oh . . . ONIICHAN!!!!" She dove into Touya's chest, grasping him with her now blood-covered hand. The strain was too much for poor Sakura. Her body seemed to tear itself apart. Pain and pleasure were now on equal footing. She became dizzy and blacked out. As she lost consciousness, her last thought frightened her. "Tomoyo-chan . . . how could you do this to me?" Tomoyo woke up that morning feeling better than she had her entire life. She was unsure about yesterday's events before but had arisen with a new feeling of assurance and security. She gleefully prepared for school, ready to experience her new friendship with Sakura. Her mind raced with thoughts of the evening before and how it would affect their daily relationship. She was so oblivious to her surroundings that when she finally calmed down, she was in the hallways of Tomoeda Elementary heading for her homeroom. As she walked the familiar steps, she remininsced about the many months before and her growing feelings for Sakura. How after months of helping Sakura and studying her videos, her eyes slowly focused from the costume to the girl beneath the costume. How she caught herself spending minutes just staing at the girl's face and how those minutes became hours. Soon she noticed the thin arms and smooth legs. Costumes became a little more revealing now and then. She'd film her in delight, then hurry home to watch. She remembered the day she felt the now familiar feelings through her body and the day she realized the battle videos weren't enough. She began inviting her to her home to try new outfits. She had hidden cameras to capture the girl's beauty indefinitely. And capture it it did. Now the leaping and swinging of batons were replaced with the sliding of cloth and the exposure of skin. Even as much as the girl's underwear at times. Then one day it happened. The revealing of the girl's bare chest. She had seen it before but now it was different. Her new feelings combined with the pure voyeurism of the situation made her feel strange. And she remembered the moment she went to investigate the sensations, bringing her to discover the greatest joy of her young life. Just the thought of her first time made Tomoyo excited. She felt herself slightly through her school skirt and gasped. Realizing what she was doing, she stopped for a moment then giggled to herself. After composing herself, she bounded up to the door of her homeroom. She swung open the door but no one was there. She was a bit surprised as Sakura usually got to class a little earlier than her. "Hmmm....I guess she's a little late." Tomoyo sat around for a few minutes but Sakura failed to appear. After a little while, students began to slowly filter in, including Rika, Naoko, and the others. Tomoyo went up to them. "Have you seen Sakura-chan this morning?" All she asked responded the same, not having seen her anywhere. Class started as normal and the teacher appeared and took roll. When Sakura's voice didn't follow her name, the class was asked where she was. Everyone assumed she was absent that day. Tomoyo answered that she had seen her yesterday and seemed fine. The teacher shrugged and continued with roll call. Tomoyo blushed a little as memories of yesterday once again came back. She quickly shook the images out of her mind and focused on class. During lunch, Tomoyo sat in the usual place where she and Sakura ate. She was just finishing when she heard a voice from afar. "Hey....Tomoyo-chan." She was surprised to see Touya outside the fence with Yukito. She greeted them warmly but Touya became somewhat serious. "Would you mind checking up on Sakura after school?" "Huh? What's wrong? Is she sick?" Touya needed to pick his words carefully. He promised not to tell anyone but knew Sakura should discuss this with her best friend. He could only do so much. He couldn't let Yukito know, either. "Well, she hurt herself last night. She's ok. I was just wondering if you could go see her." Tomoyo was just happy she knew where Sakura was. She beamed happily. "Of course I'll go." "Ok. I'll meet you here after school. We can go on my bike. Is that ok?" "Ummm . . . sure." With that, Touya and Yukito left. Tomoyo was relieved but wondered why Touya would want her to get there so quickly. Surely she couldn't have hurt herself that badly. Maybe she tripped and hurt herself on the way home from her house. Once again, Tomoyo's thoughts were a little dirty as she waited for school to end. After school, Touya brought Tomoyo to the house as promised. Tomoyo was met at the door by Sakura's father, who was on his way to the university. "Hello Tomoyo-chan. Sorry I can't stay but I have to get back to work. I've been real busy lately. I wasn't even here when Sakura hurt herself." "Really?" "I rushed home that night to check on her. Fortunately it wasn't too serious. But I have to go back and catch up on some unfinished business. Please help yourself to anything. Touya should be able to show you before he heads to work." "Thank you." Tomoyo gracefully bowed and he headed off. Touya brought Tomoyo into the house and gave her some cake and juice before heading upstairs to change. As he was leaving, he peeked into Sakura's room. The lights were out as all he could see of Sakura was a lump under the covers. He whispered to her. "Sakura, you have a visitor." Sakura slowly shook and uttered a noise which Touya took as approval. "Try to cheer up Sakura. You're no good like this." Once again Sakura moaned, just enough to acknowledge Touya's existence. Touya tried something else. "*SIGH* What good is teasing a monster who won't fight back?" There was a sharp silence and Touya wondered if he said the wrong thing. Suddenly he was hit with a pillow. Through the fluffy cotton he heard Sakura muttering. " . . . I am NOT a monster . . . " Touya just smiled at the remnants of the old Sakura showing herself. "Well, I'm outta here. I'll send Tomoyo-chan up in a sec." Touya closed the door and headed downstairs. Upon hearing that name, Sakura's blood ran cold. That was the last person she wanted to see right now. She knew she'd have to face her, but she wasn't ready. She fidgeted nervously as she thought of what she would say. Suddenly, a soft voice pierced Sakura's ears as she tried to shut her out. "Sakura-chan?" ["Oh no . . . "] "Sakura-chan? Are you awake?" Sakura meekly answered her. "Tomoyo-chan." "I heard you hurt yourself. Are you ok?" " . . . Just sore." "Where is it?" Sakura quickly changed the subject, calling for Kero-chan, but there was no answer. Tomoyo spoke up. "I haven't seen him. He must have left." Sakura's heart sank once again, realizing there was no way to avoid this conversation. She suddenly jumped as Tomoyo sat next to her on the bed. They both sat quietly for a while until Tomoyo uttered words that made Sakura freeze. "You know, I've been thinking about you all day." Sakura said nothing as Tomoyo continued. "I . . . I just can't forget yesterday. I haven't been able to think about anything else. The way you made me feel was so . . . " Tomoyo trailed off leaving Sakura puzzled until she felt Tomoyo's warm breath on the back of her neck. She whispered Sakura's name and lightly kissed her. Sakura did NOT want this now. Of that she was sure. Just the thought of it made her nauseated. However, in her condition she could only offer weak resistance. She mumbled weakly. "Tomoyo-chan . . . I can't . . . " Tomoyo smiled at her friend. "It's ok. Everyone's gone. I'll help you forget your pain." Sakura squirmed in protest as Tomoyo's hand felt her through the covers. As much as she wanted her to stop, no words would leave her mouth as Tomoyo's hand slid under the sheets and slowly rubbed her thigh through her pajamas. Sakura shut her eyes as she felt something build inside her. She wasn't sure what it was, but the closer Tomoyo got to her private area, the more she felt it. Sakura struggled harder to free herself as Tomoyo's hand slid up her inner thigh. Then suddenly her hand was firmly against Sakura's crotch . . . and Sakura exploded. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Tomoyo jumped hearing Sakura's tone of voice. Her body tensed in fear, causing her to tightly grasp Sakura's crotch. Sakura's eyes shot open as the pain returned full force. She yelled as she retreated from Tomoyo sharply, protecting herself. Tomoyo rose from the bed in shock. She looked at Sakura terrified. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to . . . " Her voice trailed off as she noticed her right hand was a little damp. She looked at it and saw small, thin areas of light red along with the usual fluid. Tomoyo gasped as she slowly realized what Sakura's problem was. "Sakura-chan! Is this it? How did this happen?! It wasn't because of . . . " "Get out." Tomoyo couldn't believe what she had just heard. She approached Sakura slowly. "Sakura-chan?" "Get . . . out." Tomoyo began pleading with Sakura. "I didn't know this would happen! I was only trying to..." Sakura didn't want to hear anymore. "Shut up! This is all your fault! I hurt so much I can't even move! And you STILL tried to touch me! Even after I said not to!" Tomoyo started to break into tears. "Sakura-chan . . . I . . . " "Get OUT! I never want to talk to you AGAIN!!" Those words shook Tomoyo to her core. She felt her body become hollow and her heart explode into a million pieces. She would do anything to stop this feeling but it was too late. She had gone too far. " . . . I'M SORRY!" With that, Tomoyo ran out of Sakura's life forever.