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[And to lose the late queen Nadeshiko as well as his son not to long before this as well. After so many in a short period of time, it breaks down the spirit.]

I understand... and I know this. Princess Sakura has always taught me optimism, but even with her here, it is as if my heart wants to give the optimism to her and keep none for myself. [he's been trying his best not to let her see just how worn down he has been, which is a chore in itself.]

I...I think I should be fine Yuui. You have Fai to look after, and Amaru. I'm old enough to talk care of myself. [Though, he will be resting his head against your shoulder, Mom.] It is nice to talk about it though...

You know, Syaoran-kun~ A mother doesn't stop worrying just because their child is old enough to take care of themselves.

[He shifts, just a little, moving so he can hold onto the younger boy more comfortably. The embrace is warm, comforting, his chin coming to rest on the top of Syaoran's head before he presses a kiss into his hair.]

You're my child now, Syaoran. No matter how old you become, I promise, I will always be there to look after you.

[And then, more quietly.] I do love you very much, after all.

[As Syaoran shifts, Little Cat jumps out of his lap, finding her bed to be a little too wiggly. And its then that he leans more heavily against Fai, wrapping his arms around the mage and pressing his face into the folds of his shirt.]

I love you too, Yuui. Mother. [And he'll just bury his face a little more deeply into Fai's shirt.]

[He'll let you snuggle for a moment, Syaoran. Because it seems like that's what you need most.

But soon enough his hands are going to be moving up and down your sides in very slow, very teasing motions.]

Now, now, Syao-dear~ What did I tell you about calling me mother, hm?

[The soft bubble of laughter catches even Syaoran by surprise as Fai teases him. But that seems all the more reason to keep his face hidden, gripping a little more tightly.]

Mother. [He repeats, almost as a challenge, a little bit of that sadness lifting from his tone.]

[You should know by now that any challenge presented to him will always be met, Syaoran.

The touches get a little lighter, like feathers brushing over the fabric he wore and causing it to tickle the skin beneath. Just enough to tease and warn.]

Syao-chan. [Two can play at this game.]

Mother. [Again, and this time he can't help but let out a soft laugh, louder than the one before. His body tenses, but he's trying to relax because the more relaxed he is, the less ticklish he'll become.]

Little-doggy. [Those fingers curl, digging into ribs softly, moving in rather slow tickling motions. The point is to get you to laugh and lighten up, Syaoran. The relaxation will come later.]

Big-Kitty [He returns, and the laughter comes out more easily, wiggling in Fai's grip.]

F-Fai! Stop...I...[He can't breath and he's laughing too hard.]

[There's a soft laugh as he shifts, moving his fingers over the other's back and sides more quickly, pressing harder and tickling more intensely.]

Ah~ I'm afraid I can't do that until you've said the magic word, Syao-Syao.

[And Syaoran is going to be attempting to roll in the grass away from him, both kittens out of the way easily enough.]

P-please? Fa-hahaha!

[You underestimate him, you know that, Syaoran?

He uses the momentum of Syaoran trying to roll away along with what his own leg's generated to bring them both down into the grass. Their new position allowed him to hover over the other, fingers moving rapidly over the new expanse presented.]

Oh my~ I'm afraid I couldn't understand you.

[He's trying his best not to squirm, because if he really starts kicking that might hurt, and so his hands come out instead, pressing against Fai to attempt to push him off and make him stop his tickle assault.] Fai, please stop! I...Its starting to hurt.

[And he'll just be laughing harder, Oh. His poor sides.]

[Now, now, no need to get violent with it. Although he would probably admit that he deserved it.]

And~ Do you promise not to call me that anymore?

[His touches become softer and lighter, but they don't stop.]

Y-yes Mom! [He isn't laughing quite as hard, but still laughing. His chest heaving. Oh, you are such a brat Fai.] I Pr-ehehehe...Promise.

Good boy.

[His fingers slow and then finally stop, hands flattening to move over Syaoran's abused sides, smoothing over the fabric of his shirt, as if to ease the ache he knows he left there.

And look, you're even going to get a kiss to the forehead before he stands up.]

You know, Syaoran. Someone once told me that a smile was a form of healing magic. It might not be able to heal your wounds, but it could heal your heart instead. Seeing your smile and hearing your laugh heals my heart.

[Taking in a few more deep breaths to soothe his sides, he finally sits up, watching Fai, unable to keep the smile off his face now.]

Thank you...I think my heart needed that too.

[His knees bend, weight balancing on the balls of his feet as he drops over. Gentle fingers push over grown bangs out of Syaoran's eyes, lingering as always over his right.]

Are you certain you wouldn't like me to come stay with you, Syaoran? At least for tonight.

[Syaoran shifts, resting his weight on his knees and catching Fai's hand with his own, squeezing it.]

I appreciate the offer, but you don't have to Fai. I'm positive I will be fine. This has helped a little.

How very grown up you are, Syaoran. [His is soft and warm, real in a way that was reserved only for his most special people.] I'm so very proud of you.

[His cheeks turn the softest shade of red, Syaoran returning the smile before letting go of his hand, settling both his own in his lap.]

Thank you, mom.

You're very welcome, sweetheart.

[You know, you really are very adorable when you blush, Syaoran. It's almost endearing.]

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[And then there is a pause, and he'll just be staring up at you Fai.]

Actually...perhaps I can just stay here for the night...walking back doesn't sound very inviting. Is that alright, Fai?

[You ask that like you're afraid he's going to tell you now, Syaoran. He's the fun parent for a reason, remember?]

If you would like. I'm certain Yuui wouldn't sharing his room with you for the night.

[Oh, Fai. Don't you know? He wants to sleep in the middle.]

That...would be fine. [Except really he'd rather sleep with you in yours.]

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