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Summary: It's been five years since Sakura and Syaoran have seen each other. Yet, they still recall the one summer when they had met. Sakura was moving from her hometown into a new one, not knowing what to expect. She is recovering from a broken heart and has told herself that she would never fall in love again and get hurt. Syaoran was a guy that was wanted by many, but never wanted to have a serious girlfriend. He didn't believe in love and thought it was a pure waste of time. They become fast friends and Sakura learned to break her vow. Then Syaoran does something they both regret…
Summer Romance
Her
My name is Sakura Kinomoto. I am now twenty three year old in college somewhere in Japan. I am quite happy with my life. In fact, I love my life.
It is summertime now, June the fifth to be exact. Every time this month rolls around, my mind can't help itself but to drift back, back into the days when I was eighteen and when I had just moved from New York in the United States to my beloved home, Japan.
I remember how scared I was to be moving from a safe place to a new and scary one. One where I was leaving all my friends behind and moving to a place where I have none.
My family—my father, Fujitaka, and my brother, Touya—has been very, very good to me and have done a great job raising me into the woman I am today. Without them, I really do not know what I would have done. They helped me through good times, bad times, funny times, and memorable times.
One time I remember they help me through this… whatever it's called, back when I was first moving to Japan…
Alright, I admit, this story is a bit boring. I sound really dramatic. Okay, I was really dramatic. I think I was overreacting and I still wince at the thought of my behavior five years ago.
You see, five years ago, I was a bitter teenager, just dealing with life and facing things all teenagers do. I was bitter about leaving my friends, my life behind. I was also bitter about my boyfriend being such a… Well, you fill in the blank. At the time, I had promised myself to never, never fall in love with another guy ever again.
Never say never. That's what I have learned.
Again, my story is super boring and sometimes short, sometimes long. It's confusing, still confusing to me to this day. When you reach the end, don't blame me and don't say I didn't warn you. You are now warned.
Love has no ending.
"Sakura, Touya, I need to talk to you right now," their father, Fujitaka said to them both.
"Aww… dad, can't this wait? This movie was just getting good!" Touya complained.
Fujitaka gave him a look and Touya immediately reached for the remote and turned off the television. Beside him, his green eyed sister, Sakura, looked up at her father with worry in her eyes. "Is there something wrong, Dad?"
Fujitaka sighed. "Nothing wrong exactly. In fact, things are pretty good."
"Then why the serious tone?" Touya wanted to know, still snacking on the popcorn that was on his lap noisily.
"Because I'm afraid that the news that are good news to me would be bad news for you. You see, I got a promotion."
"Really Dad? That's great!" Sakura said out loud in a happy voice. "We should celebrate! Alcoholic drinks anyone?" she joked. "I'm joking Dad," she reassured him when she caught him looking at her sternly.
"How would that be bad?" Touya wanted to know.
"A promotion is good news actually. I got an incredible raise, about thirty percent. I can increase both of your allowances now a lot more. I think you would be quite pleased with the amount once I figure out how much you two deserve."
"Awesome, that's great! I can buy me that Xbox I wanted now!" Touya said loudly, high fiving his sister really hard.
"Ouch! Watch it Touya!"
Ignoring their chatter, he continued. "Unfortunately, it's also a transfer."
The two kids stopped talking and stared back at their dad, not believing what he said. They continued staring at him, as if wondering when he'll jump up and say, "I'm just kidding!"
But… after a few minutes of silence, they both came to the conclusion that that wasn't going to happen.
"Sakura exclaimed first, breaking the silence. "We're moving? Away from New York?"
"I'm afraid so."
"DAD, YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO US!" Sakura cried out. "Our home is HERE, in New York. There is NO way I am moving away! I have all my friends here! I have Maria and—"
Touya remained silent and Fujitaka interrupted his daughter. "Sakura, I understand the predicament. But don't you see? A raise? It is the position I have always wanted. I was hoping we didn't have to move either, but I'm sorry, my boss is firm."
"Can't you talk to him? Explain it to him?"
"I'm afraid I can't, Sakura. So, against my own will, I'm sorry to say, but we're moving to Japan."
"Dad, you cannot make us move. We love New York. This is our home. You cannot take that away from us."
"Sakura, I understand what—"
"No, you don't! You don't understand anything! Here I am, just fixing things up with Maria, my best friend I have known since Pre-K! You cannot expect me to find someone else like her! And plus—"
"You twerp, shut up already!" Touya yelled at her, finally speaking up. "Don't you see Dad is doing his best? He doesn't want to move anymore than you and I do. Shut up and stop acting so spoiled. It's not his fault and his job keeps the roof over heads and food into our stomach!"
"Touya, do not say that to your sister!"
Sakura looked hurt and looked as if she wanted to cry. Her brother never yelled at her, normally it was she who yelled at him. And he hardly ever raised his voice with her.
"Sakura…" the only calm one in the room started to say.
"Whatever Dad, I'm okay. If you want to move, then move. I don't care. Now if you'll excuse me." She stood up and ran to her room, slamming the door.
That night, Sakura cried herself to sleep. She didn't feel like talking to her father OR her brother and normally, she was the most cheerful and the most optimistic person of the family. Now, according to Touya, she was basically a "spoiled brat" and that hurt her. She was incredibly sensitive, and it didn't help that she was on her period.
It also didn't help when Fujitaka came into her room at one point and told her that they'll be moving in two weeks. Two weeks. Two stinking weeks were all she had left before her entire life was yanked away from her. She didn't want to start a new life, she wanted to keep the one she had now.
Her best friend in the entire world, Maria, had been extremely upset as well. "You're leaving? But you and I have been together ever since Pre-K! That isn't fair! We were supposed to go check out boys at the mall!"
Sakura only listened, feeling even more and more depressed. It wasn't fair, but she knew Touya was right: She was being a spoiled brat and her father was doing the best he could.
"Maria, I'm upset about it too. Must you make me feel even worse than I do?" she informed her friend in a bitter tone of voice. "I better go now, I'm going to start packing. I keep putting it off, but it's obvious I can't any longer."
"I'm sorry Sakura. I know you must feel terrible, especially after the whole thing with Andrew and stuff…"
"Let's not talk about it. Really, it only makes me feel even worse. I think that bothers me more right now, not the moving really."
"Do you want to talk about it? You have been pretty quiet and private lately."
"No, I'm good. No, that's a total lie. I'm a mess. I think I better start to pack. I mean… two weeks… that isn't a lot of time.
"Alright, Sakura. Are you ever going to talk to Andrew ever again?"
"Honestly? Never. I'm going to act normal and then leave. That's the brilliant plan."
"Good job. I think you deserve more than that jackass anyway. Sakura, just know, no matter what, I'm here for you. Always."
"Thanks. Well, I better go. Later."
Sakura hung up the phone and sighed, completely tired and drained. She wanted to fall asleep on her bed and not wake up until ten years later.
"Well, no point crying over it since there is nothing I can do," Sakura murmured to herself quietly, trying to make herself feel better about the situation. It did not work. Not a surprise.
So, she started packing up her things, one by one. With each item, she felt even more unhappy and dejected, feeling as if life decided to torture her and punish her for something.
Two days later, she apologized to both her father and her brother, and told them that she really understood and she hoped that she didn't make them feel as awful as she felt.
Things were getting back to normal—as normal as it possible could, considering the situation.
Hi hi. I deleted Summer Romance cause I didn't like it. Here is the rewrite, and I'm starting all over again.
Tell me what you think, leave your notes. I'm going to try to write better with longer chapters and update faster! I promise!
Review with what you think! I need help!
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