Stronger

Author: Blossomed X

Summary: Sakura always did her best since the very beginning. However, when the one person she loves most tells her to be better, she breaks down and thinks she's a failure. Syaoran is now forced to take a stand and fight for her love before it's too late.

Confession

"W-what?" Sakura's heart thrashed about, and she suddenly felt like her heart fell to the pool of her own stomach acid.

"I said you need to improve," he repeated, huffing to blow his chestnut-colored bangs away from his striking amber eyes. He switched his phone from his left ear to his right to hear clearly, and that's when he heard the unsteady breathing from his girlfriend. Unbeknownst to him, not only was she having difficulty breathing, but she was already toppling over her bed, tears threatening to fall. "Sakura?"

She faked a smile even though he wasn't there. Keep smiling, Sakura. Do this for him. "I'm sorry...I didn't realize...that you weren't satisfied with me." She can practically hear him blink confusedly. "Sorry," she apologized once more, trying to keep her voice from breaking. "I didn't know..."

"Ying Fa, wait, I don't think you un-"

"No!" she cut him short. She didn't want to hear anymore. "Just...I understand, Syaoran. I understand perfectly." Syaoran shuddered from the way she had spoken that last word. He didn't expect to get this sort of reaction. Heck, he didn't even want to let it out! For the past moments, he laid in his bed, flabbergasted and shocked at his own behavior. This was difficult for him to interpret, and he was hurt by himself alone.

"Syaoran..." His ears perked at hearing his name coming from her mouth. He thanked the Lord silently that she called his name again in the way he loved. "Please say something." He bit his lip. What was he supposed to say? He had no words that was sure to comfort her after those cold words. It was like he didn't even care about...

"Whatever you think, Sakura, it's not what I meant," Syaoran defended, looking at himself in the mirror to make sure who he was: Xiao Lang Li. Ten month boyfriend of Sakura Kinomoto, the love of his life. His cherry blossom with vibrant green eyes, cheerful expressions, and love that made his heart swell. But why the hell was he acting like this?

"No, it's crystal," Sakura seethed, salty tears sliding down her cheeks to her bed sheets. She accidentally let out a sniffle and quickly covered the microphone on the telephone. Luckily for her, he didn't seem to hear because he remained silent for about twenty minutes. She gave out a shaky sigh and waited for his voice, but all she had was nothing. She squeezed her eyes shut, her glossy eyes trying to dry themselves from the onslaught of tears.

"Fuck, Syaoran," she whimpered. When she heard nothing but his shallow breathing, she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. "What's the point of calling when you don't even want to talk to me..." In the other end of the line, Syaoran closed his eyes shut, his head aching to hit itself against the headboard of his bed. Despite this, he continued to be silent until he replied with, "Yeah, you're right...I shouldn't have called, huh?"

The blanket that covered Sakura's body for warmth already had a wet patch from her tears, and it was beginning to penetrate through her clothes. Her gasp was soft, so she was uncertain that he may have heard it, however, she knew no good will come if he even knew she was crying.

"So calling me was a mistake, huh?" She said, her voice cold. Her hands were trembling as her thumb was already lying atop the red button to end the call. But she needed to make sure...

"Yeah, maybe it was," was the reply that she got, and that was enough for her. The hand that was cradling the phone tightened its grip, and the phone was beginning to make strange noises.

"Fine, Li." He winced at hearing the intense hatred that was put into his name. "So first you give up seeing me, now you give up talking to me? What's the point of this relationship, hn? Why are we even in one when you're not even happy with what you've got!"

Silence.

"Well, I'll give you what you want! You'll get the space you well-deserved, Li. If you ever actually think I'm 'worth' your time, then maybe you should actually stop ditching classes and go to school for once!" Syaoran was shocked from what he was hearing, and as much as he wanted to say a witty comeback, the dial tone meant that she was no longer there...for him.

Just like he was never there for her.

Author's Notes: This is practically a true story with minor differences. I'm hoping there would be a happy ending.

Please review and I'll try to update as soon as I can.

P.S. I'm thinking if this should just remain a one-shot or not. I'm going to change future references soon after you guys give me your thoughts.