Disclaimer: I don't own anything, characters are CLAMP's. I just want to write~! :D
Hansuke: Aloha! ^_^ How have you all been; I have never imagined being this busy in college. It was so different from when I was in high school (not to mention, I was able to do a lot of things back then *sob*) Ahh, but that's the gist of life. Oh by the way, anyone loves Vocaloid here? I am kinda inclined to it for the past few days. I have been listening to Calc, Just be Friends, Nakimuchi Kareshi and a lot more... and then, there's Nico Nico Chorus! GOODNESS! Life is so fun with just listening to their songs :D I'll check out some more good songs later~! :D
Ja, ikemashou!
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Anime: Card Captor Sakura
Title: When Something is Lost
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Chapter 1
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Everyday was the same; staring at the impartial white ceiling, shifting gaze to the open window to the right. The breeze had caught the curtain, slightly dancing to its soft blows and a vase of peony flowers bathed in the warmth of the sun. Everything was the same, every morning, every afternoon, in the evening, and the ambiguous songs of the chirping birds.
Sakura has closed her book as she had turned to the last page with the big 'The End' printed in a cursive manner. She closed her emerald eyes and slowly opened them as she shifted to gaze at the scenery on the small window by her bed. Her long chestnut locks fluttered with the wind and she heaved a long sigh of relief. The book was good indeed and finishing the story had lightened her heart.
Tomoyo was right on one thing; books can be one of the greatest past time. More likely, it helps in time of need, especially now that the emerald eyed has been stuck in this glum room with nothing much to do. She has been forbidden to go outside do extraneous activities and exhaust herself, which can be very bad for her health and disobeying the doctors means worrying her family and she wouldn't like that to happen. Even though she was that active as a child, running around, skating her way to school, and joining most sports activities in school, she has accepted her new life.
"Aaaahhh... I wanna play outside." Sakura stretched her arms upwards as if reaching for the ceiling as she yawned. "It's boring in here." A small pout crept on her lips.
Reading a book sure did help—but what after that? And it's even bothersome to think of what to do or if it is even applicable when her movements are restricted.
"I know!" Her chirpy voice came and God knows what she's up as she pushed the blankets to her side, revealing her pink, rabbit patterned pajamas. Sakura twisted her body and let her feet dangle on the side of the hospital bed. "I'll just-"
"You'll just what?" A familiar soft voice darted in the room which made the chestnut haired to suddenly sit up straight and fix her eyes to her best friend.
"A..he..he.. Hi Tomoyo. I finished the book you lent me. It was such a nice story." She tried to divert her friend's attention by opening up a topic and tucking herself back to bed but to no avail, her effort was futile as she was faced with a harsh scolding. 'Man, of all people, why did it have to be her?' Sakura thought and reminded herself to be very- VERY cautious next time she plans to sneak out and goof around.
"I wasn't going to fool around!" The young patient defended herself. It was not like she was able to step out of the room... not even a single step outside.
"Mou.. Sakura." Her best friend placed her hands on her hips, she knew it was no use scolding the other since, this has, unfortunately, the nth time she repeated the same ol' remarks. In fact, she has probably memorized it already and has just been repeating it like a broken radio.
"Just let her be Daidouji-san." Syaoran popped in with a slight grin on his lips. He knew Sakura too well than to let her stay in a gloomy small room. She has been, as a matter of fact, has been known for her enormous energy as if she has a hyperactivity disorder. Sadly though, she was not confined in the hospital for that reason and for this long.
Syaoran laid a basket of fruits on the bedside table and lifted an apple. He started peeling one as soon as he got hold of a knife and a small plate. "Oh, I want them bunnies!" Sakura chirped and clasped her hands. "So what happened in school today?" She added with delight. Having her friends over after school was one of the things she looks forward to every single day.
Tomoyo, on the other hand, heaved a long sigh, defeated. "I give up. Oh by the way..." She rummaged through her school bag and pulled out a book. The smile painted on her face was calm and soft. "Here, I bet you're finished with the other one." Her amethyst eyes gleamed with excitement. "This is one of my favourite books. You'll definitely love it."
Sakura scanned the pages and surely she was eager to read, but that would wait. "Any news?" The emerald eyed looked at her two friends. The apple was perfectly cut into rabbit pieces and she started munching on them.
"Nothing much out of the ordinary." Tomoyo stated as she sat beside Syaoran. "Oh, but there 'WAS' something that happened a while ago." She giggled on the thought, remembering the sequence of events as she got inside their classroom. Syaoran smirked the moment he realized what his classmate was talking about.
"What happened? What happened?" The eager patient clenched her fists and held them tight before her chest.
Tomoyo smiled and a faint pink was visible on her cheeks. "Yamazaki finally asked Chiharu to be his girlfriend." Finally! Everyone has been waiting for that moment ever since and he FINALLY found the courage to ask her out and Chiharu's patience has paid off for all those years of waiting for that single question.
"I am so happy for them." Sakura chirped. "Ahh... It seems like it was when Eriol asked you out, huh, Tomoyo." She added replaying the scene on her mind and the image of her best friend turning red with all the emotions overflowing. "What a scene you two made." She added delightfully. "But never mind that." Sakura snapped out from her daydream and looked at Tomoyo. "Shouldn't you be leaving early today? Like you have some important 'BUSINESS' to attend to." She emphasized that word sarcastically and managed a small grin on her lips.
"Sakura!" Tomoyo's face flashed red and pouted.
"Ahaha! I know, I know. I'm sorry, but you definitely have to go. Eriol's waiting." The young patient defended. "Planning a date and not going would—" She was cut off with her best friend's guilt wrecked statement.
"Fine.. but I-." Tomoyo sighed. "I'll be back tomorrow then. Can't help it if you want some time with Mr. Syaoran here." The amethyst eyed taunted and abruptly took her belongings and left the room after taking a glance at the two dumbfounded friends of hers.
Silence... what an awkward thing to say before leaving a guy and a girl alone in a room with nothing much to do. "What a sneaky girl she is." Sakura broke it off and dismissed the suggestive thought. "Now what do we do?" She asked, thinking on how they would spend their few hours before her brother would come. This was just her only free time whenever she would be alone with her buddy since he's not that overly protective and strict on everything. The emerald eyes usually take this chance and roam around the hospital. Not that Syaoran's spoiling her; he just can't say no and watch her caged in this dull room.
"I know!" Her enthusiastic eyes met her friend's auburn ones. "Let's go to the garden." He just can't bear and see this smiling face fade right away.
"That's fine with me but be sure to bring a sweater with you." Syaoran took a jacket from his bag and placed it around Sakura's shoulders. "This will make you warm." He smiled, took Sakura's small frail hand to his and guided her to the garden. He's such a flirt... no... he's just that kind of a person and his simple moves just makes the young patient agitated with a strong heart beat and a faint red mark on her cheeks which she hid with the collar of his jacket.
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The night breeze was definitely cold but it's worth going to the garden this time of the day. The night was stunningly beautiful. The sky was clear, adorned by the gleaming stars and the illumination of the crescent moon. The cicadas are noisy as ever. Sakura chuckled and hovered to the center of the garden. She was in awe as fireflies scattered in the night sky. "Beautiful..." Sakura whispered, gazing at the scene before her. "I wish everyday would be like this." She exclaimed going back to where Syaoran was standing and flashed her pure innocent smile. "Don't you think so too?" She asked, nonchalantly.
Syaoran stood there, a faint flush of redness scattered on his cheeks. He didn't see that coming—her smile, that is. "Uh.. well..." He diverted his eyes from hers and looked at the far off sky. 'Must be clear and composed.'
The sudden change of emotions had made him be lost for words but he knew right away what his answer would be; for her... for the only girl he likes. "Then let's watch the night sky every night." He managed to say in a rough voice. "This will be our little secret." He added, quite happy with his answer.
Sakura's emerald eyes widened in shock. "Bu- but..." She was cut off.
"No buts, Sakura. I'll be selfish on this one. I want to watch the night sky with you." He's haughty, he's arrogant. He's the type of person; once he made up his mind, he sticks to it no matter what... but that... That's just being him.
"I give up. Syaoran, you're really something." Sakura replied, unable to make eye contact. That's one thing she loved about this guy. But that's just unfair; it's like Syaoran was doing this just for her.
"Jeez. I'm getting this feeling that you're spoiling me too much." The young patient whined and pouted. This person has been giving her too much love and somehow it felt like it was a false hope. What can a sick person even ask for her future?
'Or if there is even a future for me..' The thought, nevertheless, crossed her mind often. What was the meaning of continuing all this for? Why was she even born? Will she still have a future? Such thoughts and questions are inevitable and it pains to come up with an answer that will exclude the future.
Syaoran glanced at his friend beside him with a questioning look. In fact he thought, he was spoiling himself for seeing her most of the time despite the fact that he is just a mere classmate... friend... 'Oh boy.' He said to himself as he ruffled his unruly chocolate hair. "I'm not spoiling you. C'mon, I'm not your brother." He joked and messed up Sakura's long locks as he patted her on the crown.
"Quit it will ya!" The other responded, pushing his hands away and giggled. "I'm not a kid anymore!" She added with a big grin on her pale face.
Seeing her face lit up again, he was relieved. He really does love her smile. "And besides." His voice came after a sort stall. He had looked intently at the young patient's emerald eyes and a smile crept into his lips. "I want to see you." The statement was finished and a gush of wind came by unexpectedly as the last few words were uttered.
"ACHOO!" Sakura managed to sneeze.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Her innocence had kept its pace.
The night was getting colder and it reminded them of their limited time and perhaps it was not the right time to make a move. Syaoran raised a brow and snickered on his own mishap. That was definitely uncalled for but that was fine. It would be difficult to face her afterwards if she knew how he felt and he wouldn't know what to do by then. "Never mind. Let's go back. It's getting kind of chilly already." He excused.
Sakura nodded in response, forgetting about what her friend said earlier, and they left.
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Sakura was back in her hospital room, she was sitting on her bed and a white blanket covered her lower half. The book Tomoyo lent her was lying on her lap, opened on the 22nd page. She had started reading right after Syaoran left and Touya arrived from his part time job. It was quiet as usual; the big brother tidying things up and fixing up meals while the little sister reads her book. The television in the room was left open as to liven up the room and in addition to that, Touya had gotten interested on a night drama which he said as a matter of fact.
"This is pretty interesting." Sakura uttered and closed her book, folding a page where she left and stretched her arms. Touya sat on a chair beside the hospital bed and took a sip on a mug filled with hot coffee.
"Ne, onii-chan, the moon is unusually pretty tonight." The young one peered out of her window. Definitely, the moon is pretty but it becomes more when you have that lingering emotion that will surely brighten you up. "I wonder..." A soft whisper escaped through her pure lips as she turned about, her emerald eyes—almost losing their spark and a crease on her eyebrows was forming as if preventing herself to make a sad expression.
"Am I going to be with mom soon?"
After all, too much happiness can cause you so much pain as well; the thought of leaving everything as a mere memory, to be forgotten, to be left behind, and to move on. It will all be too painful and Touya was the first to experience this pain. His face was stricken in horror in hearing those words come out from his little sister. God! His sister was too young to be saying such things.
Life is cruel and fate cannot be changed.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Touya's hoarse voice filled the dull room. He hugged his sister tightly and stroked her soft chestnut hair. This is just too ridiculous. Sakura is just a 16-year-ord girl. The future is bright up ahead.
But why?
Why must everything be so bleak and dreary?
Touya had calmed himself down and had faced his sibling. "If you leave, then dad and I would be very sad." His smile was so warm... protective... yet sad. "So you better hang in there." He added as he adjusted his sister on the bed and tucked her in. "You better get some rest, it's getting late."
Sakura forced a weak smile and nodded. "Goodnight onii-chan."
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Hansuke: Chapter 1 is up~! RAWR~! I thought I would be able to make this as a one-shot but I guess I was wrong, this will be too long if I sum it all up in a single chapter.. Chapter 1 is only the first half, so bear with me and wait for chapter 2 to be uploaded~! I will write as soon as I can :D :D
Ja~
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Sweet words are nothing more but a fragment of your lie.