A/N: My comebacking CCS fanfic. Hopefully, those
who enjouyed my comeback Inuyasha fanfic would enjoy this as well. But
since it's just the prologue, I'm not getting my hopes up, just keeping
my fingers cross... )
Tears of a Fallen Angel
It wasn't that she wasn't happy with her life, but she wished for something more. Sakura Kinomoto felt there's more to life than going to school, hanging out with friends, and helping out with household chores.
For the past four years, her life was just like that, a routine at the most. Her humility had kept her from forming ambitious dreams, but lately, with college almost a corner away, discontentment hit.
All around it seems that everyone found something they'd like to pursue. Naoko has her writing, Rika has her music and her baking skills, Chiharu decided to pursue a teaching degree, and Tomoyo of course has her creativity and designs, even Yamazaki had thought of becoming a gag show host with all his tall stories. Only she was left with nothing.
Sakura wondered if cheerleading was something she could pursue, but realized right away it wasn't something you could spend your entire life doing unlike being the mistress of the clow cards. If only being such would drive the contentment away, that would be wonderful. And besides, she missed the adventure and the man with whom she shared one of the greatest moments of her life.
Syaoran Li couldn't help it. He's a serious guy and he's been pushing himself lately to be the top in the class. There was something he needed to do, and in order to achieve that, he'll have to work doubly hard.
It has been a long time since he last saw Sakura. And that memory still bought with it the same warm feelings as it did then. But their relationship will have to wait as being the sole heir to his family; he has to prove something to the elders, and also to himself that he is indeed worthy of the love of the mistress of the cards.
He never once failed to send a letter, the occasional phone call, or to visit whenever his schedule would allow it. Young as he still was, he had already began investing what he has, hoping that an early start would allow him to be successful before he reached his mid-twenties, and by then, he would feel worthy of her love.
Sakura was never far from his thoughts even if the girls around him had taken noticed of the changes puberty had brought in its wake. They would mobbed him when they get chance, flood his shoe locker with love letters, and fill two duffel bags with valentine chocolates. Everything they did got nothing out of him. He was secure in his feelings and hers. He knew after all how much Sakura means it when she said she loves you. Its one of the many things that made him fall for her despite his aloofness.
School was almost done for the day, and yet, Syaoran dutifully listened to the teacher and took down notes. He doesn't let anything distract him from his focus. Not the girls, not the fly buzzing near his ear, or the guy next to him that make Yamazaki seems like an amateur story teller. Everything around him fades into the background as his determination set in, the goal never far from his mind.
