It was that one day that I have regretted my whole life.
That one day which haunted me forever.
Why is it that, when it's already going well, you just suddenly ruin it?
I, Li Syaoran, have that question haunting me.
It was that day when I bid my goodbye to her.
FLASHBACK.
It was a raining afternoon in Tomoeda, a once sunny and cheerful place. Well, it still is.
"Otou-san, I'll just be going to the park" a young and cheerful Sakura said to her father while walking to the door. Sakura is now 15 years of age.
"But it's raining, Sakura-chan."
"I know, Otou-san. I'll be walking for just a few minutes. I'll be back soon, I promise."
And with that, Sakura smiled her usual cheery smile, the one which brightened everyone's days.
"Don't you go near that Gaki." Touya said.
"He's not a Gaki! He's name is Syaoran, and he's the best guy!" Sakura retorted.
She exited the door and walked.
When she reached the park, she sat on one of the swings and swayed the swing a little.
She sighed. "I wish Syaoran was here to push Me.", she thought out loud.
"Looking for me?" A voice suddenly came from her back.
"Syaoran! You had me startled!" Sakura shrieked and jumped up from the swing. "What are you doing here, anyway? Isn't it raining?"
"It just so happened that I was passing by from the market and I saw your pretty face. I also heard you say my name. Why, miss me already?" Syaoran smirked.
"Oh Shut up." Sakura giggled and punched Syaoran lightly on the arm.
"What are you doing here, out while raining?" Syaoran asked.
"I was just taking a walk."
"Oh. I see."
"Why don't we sit down?" suggested Syaoran.
"Okay, sure."
They sat on the swings and there was an awkward silence.
Go on, Syaoran. Tell her already. You don't have much time. Syaoran thought.
"Umm... Sakura..." Syaoran started.
"Yes?" Sakura turned to Syaoran.
"I…I…"
"Hmmm?"
"I…I…I just want you to know that I have loved you...and…"
"And?"
Syaoran sighed. This is it, he thought.
"I'mbreakingupwithyou." Syaoran said it all in one breath.
"I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that." Sakura said.
"I said, I'm breaking up with you," Syaoran finally managed to say it, although, Syaoran held his head low.
Sakura couldn't believe her ears. "W--what? W--why?"
"Because I don't love you anymore." That was all that Syaoran could say, even though it wasn't in a sincere form. It was even far from sincere. It was a lie.
And with that, Sakura bowed her head. A tear came running down her cheek and dropped into a puddle of rain. Crossing her arms, she stood up and looked away to hide the tears. She tried so hard to hide all the pain and tears, and tried to be strong.
"Well, I guess this is goodbye." Syaoran muttered, but his voice was still audible.
"Yeah, I guess it is. Goodbye, Syaoran."
She ran back home.
Ran AND cried, I must say.
Syaoran sighed.
Why does my heart feel so… so… empty? Syaoran asked himself, beginning to have second thoughts about this.
Out of nowhere, Tomoyo came out.
Tomoyo laid a hand on Syaoran's shoulder and said, "Is it mandatory for you to hurt Sakura so much?" Although her voice was calm, this one sounded like it was a little angry.
"Trust me; I don't even like what I'm doing." Syaoran tilted his head up, to reveal a handsome, yet crying Syaoran.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm not, but let's just say that I am."
"Did you know that it'll hurt like this, Li-kun?"
"Yes, I did."
"Then you shouldn't have done this. You didn't just hurt yourself, you hurt Sakura, too. Why did you even do this?"
"Just wait. You'll know why."
Syaoran stood up, and walked back home.
At the Kinomoto residence…
SLAM.
Sakura entered the house, still crying. Touya saw her.
"What happened?" inquired Touya.
"Nothing."
"What do you mean nothing happened?!?" Touya was already shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Just leave me alone."
Sakura went up the stairs, and into her bedroom. She immediately lay down on her bed.
"What happened?" asked Kero.
"Leave me alone."
"But I can't leave your room."
"Just don't talk to me, okay?"
She asked herself, "What did I do to deserve such torment?"
She went to sleep, thinking of the times she and Syaoran spent together.
But those days are gone. Gone, as if it was just like wind that flies by and is never coming back again. Gone, as if it just happened so that in the end, she would undergo a great deal of anguish.
And if that was the plan—to make her suffer in the end—it had worked well.
End of chapter one.