Prologue
If the suspense doesn't kill us, something else will
A beautiful white cotton cocktail dress swayed with each movement, as Sakura pranced around her room. Hair brush in one hand and blow dryer in the other, she sat down slowly, staring happily into a mirror. A huge red bow sat stiffly in the middle of her strapless dress. Her glazed green eyes moved towards her hair. Softly touching her brown hair, she slowly took out each roller that held her hair prisoner. Her brown hair fell past her shoulders, just underneath her arms pits. Each strand fell in nice wavy curls as she stared contently in the mirror. She was happy with what she saw, for once anyways. Her face was softly dubbed with moisturizer and cheeks with blush. Her eyes lined in black eyeliner and her lashes voluptuous with mascara. She stared at her face. The only thing she took pride in, her great skin. She sighed as she stood up grabbing the perfume, dousing herself carefully.
"Sakura, someone's here for you" Her father's voice echoed through the halls as Sakura, turning so quickly, fell on the ground.
"Arrgghhh. I'm coming. Give me a few seconds" Sakura felt like she was going to vomit. Her stomach was filled with butterflies as her cheeks burned red. Shaking, Sakura grabbed her shoes (heals that laced up onto the leg, ending with a bow) and quickly putting it on. Pacing her way towards the mirror she took a quick glance at the mirror.
"Fine, ok everything is good" murmured Sakura. Grabbing her bag off the chair she said her goodbye's to Kero and walked off into the hallway and down the stairs. Sakura felt sick. Well not sick, more nervous than everything. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest as she slowly took calm breathes.
"Don't be stupid. We're just friends. Going to the formal as friends! Friends, friends, friends" Sakura thought rapidly in her head. Taking a deep breath Sakura lifted her head. Staring at her was a handsome well built 16yr old. His brown hair was matte and messy. His red suite highlighted his big brown eyes as his dimples were shown immensely as he stared upon her.
"Wow, Sakura you look great!" He exclaimed. His smile mischievous yet comforting.
"Well Master Li" Sakura joked.
"No, no please it's Syroan tonight" Answered back Syroan, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
"Well Syroan. You also look great tonight. Dashingly handsome. Also may I add, the converse makes a nice touch?"
"Well yes you may add. I'll never get sick of compliments" noted Syroan, pushing his arms outwards, gesturing for her to take it.
"If you please, my lady" winked Syroan
Sakura, still feeling sick, moved slowly towards him linking arms with his.
"Thank you"
Sakura's father hastily walking in, camera in one hand, slowly touched Sakura on the shoulder, as she was about to walk out the door.
"You can't leave without a picture Sakura" exclaimed her father gesturing for Sakura and Syroan to move closer together. Syroan's arms now linked around Sakura's tiny waist, as she held her breathe and stomach together. A quick glint of flash filled the room, as Sakura's Mr. Kintomoto took the picture.
"Thanks" exclaimed her father. Coughing, Toya (Sakura's brother), stood in the doorway looking at both of the 16 yr olds.
"Take care of her" Toya stated, gritting his teeth.
Syroan smiling, cockily answered
"I have in the past" Walking past Toya, Sakura turned her head and mouthed sorry.
A huge white Bentley laid stretched in front of Sakura's lawn. The white, shimmered underneath the stars and moonlight.
"Wow Syroan. You've out done yourself" Sakura now gasping with excitement.
"It's only money Sakura. My money for that matter! And this is a special night. So we should enjoy ourselves. Let's not talk about how I've outdone everyone by having the most expensive thing there." Syroan, stated in a serious tone. Sakura turning around looked at him.
"You really do look beautiful tonight" whispered Syroan as he followed her into the car.
Sitting on the leather seat, hand clutching her bag, Sakura's heart began to beat faster. Sakura knew she liked Syroan, A lot. To her, like, was an understatement, it was more like love. She was in love with her best friend for so long. Thought she knew deep down that he never saw her that way and she could never say her feelings out loud without feeling stupid. Since Tomoyo left to go to an expensive high class boarding school, Sakura felt alone and vulnerable. Syroan, who she knew since primary school was there for her. He took her into his group and help her gain her confidence back. This was the beginning of High school and a more in depth friendship.
Syroan sat silent. His smile now gone to a serious line on hid face. Yet his dimples were still indented into his cheeks.
Sakura really was beautiful tonight. He felt his heart beat faster, and his hands sweating. Only his arrogance and cocky attitude could hide his feelings for sakura. He had always liked her. But he could never be with her. She was too good for him, and he would just be her downfall.
Syroan glanced at Sakura and smiled. Sakura returning the favour, smiled back.
The hall was beautifully decorated in red, gold and black. The stairs swirling downwards, laced in red ribbon and black bows. The inside of the hall looked like a mansion. It was breathing taking.
The rest of the night Sakura spent laughing, talking with her friends. Syroan in one arm, still linked, laughing with her. Sakura had a beautiful heart shape locket; it cascaded down Sakura's neck, as she glanced at it whenever she could.
"It's really beautiful Syroan.. Thank you again"
"Its nothing. Don't worry about it. It's just better than a corsage I thought" answered Syroan staring at the necklace. Sakura remembering the awkwardness and silence of the car trip there. How it was broken with Syroan's sudden gasp and grabbing a beautiful white box out of his pocket. The silence was broken with gasp and shocks coming from Sakura as she faced the silver glimmering locket with a red amulet in the middle. Sakura sat there remembering how beautiful the amulet shone underneath the moon shimmer.
Sakura smiling tilted her head to glance at Syroan. He was fidgeting with his hair, yet again. He seemed a lot nervous and aggravated during the night. Syroan was staring at guys that were looking at Sakura. He started to fidget with his fingers.
"Are you ok?" Sakura finally asked him, as they stepped outside on the balcony. There, outstretched beyond the balcony a breathtaking site of Tokyo. The city lights, flickered underneath the height of the balcony. On the chairs, formal dates were on each other either making out or looking passionately into each others eyes. Sakura noticing this shifted uncomfortably looking at Syroan for an answer. Syroan gazing down, Sakura looked at him.
"Now or never" she thought
"Syroan, look there something I have to tell you. I love you. I've always loved you. And I don't think you think of me that way. But I had to tell you this. I'm really glad that we went to this thing together but…. Couldn't we be something more?" Sakura spilled as she exclaimed so fast she had to catch her breathe. Syroan stood there. Head now lifted, not saying a word. Sakura blushing and feeling extremely stupid opened her mouth once again.
"Well after this, before the after party. You want to go out and get something to eat?" murmured Sakura now facing to the ground. The city felt silent for both Sakura and Syroan as no one uttered a word.
"Look Sakura.I like you a lot. But you're just a friend to me. Nothing else. And I think that's all you'll be to me. A friend" Syroan was turning around now facing the ground. He didn't want her to see his face. She'd know it was a lie if she saw his face. Staring down he heard soft sobbing noises. Sakura stood there, dumbstruck, tears running down her face.
"Here" Offered Syroan still not looking at her. Offering his mobile Syroan softly murmured,
"Ring the Bentley if you want it." Sakura now unable to control herself ran off into the hall until she reached outside. Cell phone clutched in her hand, with tears running down her face. Syroan watched her as he knew he had made one huge mistake.