Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura belongs to CLAMP.
The Story of a Childhood Love
-1.2-
"Syaoran! You have to pretend!"
"This is sooo dumb!"
"Please?" Sakura, at the age of six, looked as if tears were about to spill at any moment. *sniff sniff* "I
promise... that after this.. we don't have to play anymore- for the rest of the day..."
"Oh, fine, I'll be the dumb dad..." A furious pout graced his face, but a tiny smile was tugging at the corner
of his lips. He had a secret crush on his little Sakura, and cherished every single moment he spent with her.
"Really?! Thank you soo much!" Sakura was ecstatic, and after hugging Syaoran, she resumed her game
of House, talking to herself here and there. She just happened to miss the crimson blush that tainted her
dear husband's cheeks. Soon, sunset came and passed, and the dark shadowed the day's end.
"Sakura, Syaoran, time for dinner!" Nadeshiko beckoned them into the warm house. The Li family had
been invited over to the Kinomoto household for dinner, as they were all old-time friends.
"Ah, so monster's back from playing outside." Touya couldn't help but smirk. Which of course earned
him a purple and green spot on his shin.
"Oh mommy, are you going away?" Sakura looked at her mother in pure innocence.
"Yes dear, I have to do a little shoot in France, but I promise that's the very last one!" Nadeshiko tapped
Sakura on the nose and Sakura giggled.
"Then you'll be home forever, and ever, and ever!"
"My Sakura's the smartest girl in the whole world!" Nadeshiko, however, had a bittersweet tone to her
voice. She was leaving her modeling career to be a full-time, dedicated mother. Then, she would raise
Sakura to be a wonderful young lady.
"Syaoran, eat your broccoli." Syaoran's father had a deep and authoritative voice, but everyone present at
the table knew that he had a gentle and caring soul within.
Syaoran broke his reverie on Sakura and stared at his food. 'Eww, broccoli. They're ... not tasty.'
Sakura saw the look on Syaoran's face and grinned. "You'll grow up to be big and strong, like a tree!"
Touya face-faulted. 'Nani?!?'
Syaoran just smiled at Sakura and ate the broccoli.
* * *
A week later
"And set! Honey, you did a fabulous job, really." Nadeshiko's manager winked and gave her a break after
hours of make-up and photography. "We'll miss you, you know?" *sniff* "After all we've been
through..."
Nadeshiko laughed. Her manager would always be funny, to the very end; after all, they had been close
friends since high school.
"Thanks. I'll see you in Japan later, ok? I have to go catch my flight back home!" Nadeshiko smiled and
bid farewell to all her crew and team. Soon, she was boarding the flight back home.
'Home... where Fujitaka, Touya and little Sakura are...' The gentle rocking of the airplane soon lulled her
to sleep.
* * *
A few hours later
Sakura woke up on that Saturday morning to meet a dismal sky full of grey clouds. 'Mother is coming
home today!' That thought was all she needed to race through the bathroom and get dressed. Full of
enthusiasm, she skipped down the stairs to greet her family for the morning.
"Ohayou! ... what's wrong everybody?" Sakura was shocked at the pale and grief-stricken faces of her
father and brother. That's when she heard the news anchor on television.
"...Unfortunately, last night, the world-famous model, Kinomoto Nadeshiko died a tragic death on the way
to her home Japan. On the flight 582 on French Airways, the plane..."
The Story of a Childhood Love
-1.2-
"Syaoran! You have to pretend!"
"This is sooo dumb!"
"Please?" Sakura, at the age of six, looked as if tears were about to spill at any moment. *sniff sniff* "I
promise... that after this.. we don't have to play anymore- for the rest of the day..."
"Oh, fine, I'll be the dumb dad..." A furious pout graced his face, but a tiny smile was tugging at the corner
of his lips. He had a secret crush on his little Sakura, and cherished every single moment he spent with her.
"Really?! Thank you soo much!" Sakura was ecstatic, and after hugging Syaoran, she resumed her game
of House, talking to herself here and there. She just happened to miss the crimson blush that tainted her
dear husband's cheeks. Soon, sunset came and passed, and the dark shadowed the day's end.
"Sakura, Syaoran, time for dinner!" Nadeshiko beckoned them into the warm house. The Li family had
been invited over to the Kinomoto household for dinner, as they were all old-time friends.
"Ah, so monster's back from playing outside." Touya couldn't help but smirk. Which of course earned
him a purple and green spot on his shin.
"Oh mommy, are you going away?" Sakura looked at her mother in pure innocence.
"Yes dear, I have to do a little shoot in France, but I promise that's the very last one!" Nadeshiko tapped
Sakura on the nose and Sakura giggled.
"Then you'll be home forever, and ever, and ever!"
"My Sakura's the smartest girl in the whole world!" Nadeshiko, however, had a bittersweet tone to her
voice. She was leaving her modeling career to be a full-time, dedicated mother. Then, she would raise
Sakura to be a wonderful young lady.
"Syaoran, eat your broccoli." Syaoran's father had a deep and authoritative voice, but everyone present at
the table knew that he had a gentle and caring soul within.
Syaoran broke his reverie on Sakura and stared at his food. 'Eww, broccoli. They're ... not tasty.'
Sakura saw the look on Syaoran's face and grinned. "You'll grow up to be big and strong, like a tree!"
Touya face-faulted. 'Nani?!?'
Syaoran just smiled at Sakura and ate the broccoli.
* * *
A week later
"And set! Honey, you did a fabulous job, really." Nadeshiko's manager winked and gave her a break after
hours of make-up and photography. "We'll miss you, you know?" *sniff* "After all we've been
through..."
Nadeshiko laughed. Her manager would always be funny, to the very end; after all, they had been close
friends since high school.
"Thanks. I'll see you in Japan later, ok? I have to go catch my flight back home!" Nadeshiko smiled and
bid farewell to all her crew and team. Soon, she was boarding the flight back home.
'Home... where Fujitaka, Touya and little Sakura are...' The gentle rocking of the airplane soon lulled her
to sleep.
* * *
A few hours later
Sakura woke up on that Saturday morning to meet a dismal sky full of grey clouds. 'Mother is coming
home today!' That thought was all she needed to race through the bathroom and get dressed. Full of
enthusiasm, she skipped down the stairs to greet her family for the morning.
"Ohayou! ... what's wrong everybody?" Sakura was shocked at the pale and grief-stricken faces of her
father and brother. That's when she heard the news anchor on television.
"...Unfortunately, last night, the world-famous model, Kinomoto Nadeshiko died a tragic death on the way
to her home Japan. On the flight 582 on French Airways, the plane..."