Foolish

Title: Foolish
Author: shadow/phantomness
Pairing: Yue x Syaoran
Fandom: CCS
Theme: Theme 12, Stubborn, impossible
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Clamp owns CCS. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me.
Summary: AU

He didn’t want to give up. Her certainly didn’t want to lose. The whole purpose of his life had been bound up in the Cards. He had to defeat the Moon Guardian… there must be some way…
What had he not tried yet?
He was about to reach for Time before a voice stopped him. Time… was a card under the moon. If he used it, then…
Then it would rebound, and he would lose.
But he had no other choice! Time was his strongest card…
“Time!”
The area glazed over in brown light. He hastily cast his eyes around for Yue. Nothing…
Suddenly, a voice whispered in his ear.
“Time is a card under he control of the moon…”
That was all he saw before brown overtook him.

He woke up to and found that he was lying on the cold stone floor of the shrine, but Sakura and Yue were nowhere to be seen. He frowned in confusion and straightened his robes, glad that most of the crystals earlier had missed him…
Where were Yue and Sakura?
What in fact, was going on?
He carefully made his way into the shrine, one hand clutching his sword tightly. To his surprise, he still had his Cards, so he must not have failed yet, but where was he?
Perhaps the whole thing was an illusion?

He pictured the strongest spell to break illusions that he knew in his mind, but nothing happened. In that case, he might be dreaming, or it was reality. There were no other choices…
His steps sounded loud on the polished wooden floors inside. There was nothing lit, so he murmured a fire summon and had fire blossom on his fingertips to guide his way inside.
It was comforting to have light.

Yue watched as the boy began making his way through the shrine. So he was no stranger to the dreamscape. That might make things a bit more interesting, but the reward would be all the sweeter.
Sakura was locked in her own dreamscape, he hadn’t expected Clow’s descendant to become affected as well, but no matter…
It would be interesting how things turned out.

After several moments of wandering, he sensed another presence. However, it was stationary. He frowned as he continued towards it, before finally finding the source. It was a beautiful crown of silver, studded with diamonds, delicate and graceful.
He had the strongest urge to raise it and put it on his head…
But he resisted. Such could very well be a trap. As he watched, it shimmered and changed shape. Not a crown then, but a key, with a serpent’s head at one end and three prongs at the other. Very interesting…
He smiled and reached out his hand.
The key did not move, as he picked it up. Ahead of him loomed a door, locked. This key would probably open it.
He slid the key into the keyhole. With a loud groan, the door opened.

Bubbling lava met his eyes. He shook his head. This was such a strange dream. He let the spells for air walk take hold as he pulled out an ofuda, and began carefully walking across the fire. It was when he was in the center that it surged towards him.
“Freeze!”
The ice fish arrived and promptly froze all the flames solid. After that, he walked across with no more trouble.
At the end of the room there was another door. It swung open as soon as his feet touched the ledge above the lava, right in front of the door.
How expeditious.

The next room contained swarming insects. He briefly wished for the Shield Card, than chided himself for wishful thinking. There were other ways to get rid of insects…
His slashes were impossibly swift, and with some lightning crackling along with the sword, it cut a much wider swath through the bugs much quicker.
He watched as the last of them dropped to the floor, two minutes in, and allowed himself a tight smile.
There was another door. He opened it by pressing his hand to the wooden door.

This room was so blindingly bright he had to shade his eyes. As he took the first step forwards, he felt his body sink down…
Quicksand?
No, he was wrong. Quicksand was faster. The dust drifted up into his eyes and made sight impossible now. With a sigh, he summoned one of the spirits he rarely saw, not needing sight to summon.
The earth dragon was the one he rarely used.
It roared to life, lifting him out of the pit and setting him on another tiny ledge. He was sure there was a door, and so he waited.
There was. It was a trapdoor.

His fell down into a dark hole, but this time he was ready and he summoned wind to slow his fall. There, a scorpion with poisonous mandibles waited, ready to catch him.
He smiled.
Twin flashed, and a duplicate of him self dropped down. While the bug was busy with it, he pulled out Storm and fogged its senses. Or more accurately, Storm beat the scorpion into the ground.
Perfect.

The room that followed was a fiendish maze, but he remembered his experiences from the Maze card and made it out unscathed. Nothing that a little bit of wind magic necessary to tear him free in case he got trapped, and a fast speed thanks to Dash couldn’t hurt…
Then there was a room full of icicle spears. He’d badly needed Dash’s help to dodge all of those, and finally he’d gotten annoyed enough and pulled out Time. And as Time stopped, he’d rushed through.
The last door was in front of him…

The room he entered plunged everything into darkness. The flames he had been holding winked out.
He took a deep breath to center himself, but then had to stifle a gasp as… something touched him on the leg.
What was it?
The sensation continued until it traveled in between his legs, and he stifled a groan as he felt himself hardening. It seemed that whatever was in the room was touching him, and doing a good job of it too…
Suddenly, there was pain, and he gave a cry of surprise as his clothing was torn from him. Red gashes blossomed on his pale skin.
Then, there was pain as a thick object forced its way into his body and he cried out, tears on the edges of his face but he would not shame his family and he would not beg for this.
The thrusts began, each one achingly hard and despite his self-control, to his embarrassment, he felt his cock hardening at the rough treatment. Still, he bit down on his lip and willed himself not to move.
Finally, he heard a satisfied whisper, a warm rush of liquid in his bowels and whatever it was pulled out from him. The darkness in the room ebbed away, and Syaoran found himself facing a very satiated looking Moon Guardian. Even with his pants down he managed to look intimidating.
“Y-Yue…”
“I’m quite surprised you managed to get this far, Clow’s descendant.”
“Is this part of the Final Judgment?”
Yue shrugged elegantly. “Yes.”
Well then… “Did I pass?”
“I suppose you did.”
“So the whole point was... for you to...” Syaoran colored bright red and looked around from the remains of his clothing. He didn’t see it anywhere.
“Well, you got this far…” Yue said, before he tipped Syaoran’s chin up and kissed him soundly, reaching down to tweak a nipple. The boy colored in response.
“Don’t tell me you don’t want this, Clow’s descendant.” Yue said, before he bent down and engulfed Syaoran’s erection in his mouth. The poor Chinese gaki really didn’t put up much resistance. He was already hard from all of those earlier efforts to resist, and now, he let himself find release with a sigh of satisfaction.
As they finished, the area around them shifted, leaving them at the real Shrine, the walk in the dreamscape over. Syaoran was gratified to note that he was still fully dressed – it would have been a bit difficult to explain otherwise, but Sakura was still standing there frozen in space.
“He passed?” Cerberus sighed heavily.
“He passed.” Yue sounded quite smug. The lion raised an eyebrow, but didn’t comment. It wouldn’t matter much anyways.
Clow was dead, and they had to move on with life, and if Yue was impressed, the brat must have something special.
The moon set on a new beginning.

End Fic
Completed 3/1/06