Hi, it's Emerald. Blossoms, this is my new story. It's a one shot, my first one ever and I hope you like it. This idea just came to me when I was thinking about "The Sounds of Love"; I thought this was a cute idea. I hope you guys like it. It's called "Once upon a Christmas".
Summery: We were best friends. I never meant to fall in love, but I did. I never thought I'd see her again, but I did, and anything can happen once upon a Christmas. SS ONE SHOT
Disclaimer: I wonder why I do this… anyways… CCS does not belong to me, they belong to CLAMP and for all I know, that is probably is a good thing.
Syaoran's Pov
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Chapter One
It was on Christmas when I had expressed my self. That was also the last time. She was everything I thought a woman could never have. The way her emerald pools would just shimmer up at me when ever she was happy, the way her soft, cherry lips would curve into that beautiful smile of hers when I would tell her I'd do anything for her, and the way she would hug me, and told me I would always be her friend. Best friends.
(I will not make the same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did
You fell so hard
I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far)
Best friends.
Those words pain me. Those words alone were the key to telling me we would be nothing more, nothing more than best friends. I would be her best friend when she starts to date other guys. Her best friend when she would come tell me how wonderful her first date would be, her first kiss. Then I would be the best friend who would just stand idly near the aisle, watching her float by like a fallen angel without wings towards the man she would spend her life with.
The man that wasn't me.
(Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you I am afraid)
We were the best of friends. The best since we were 10. I was there for her when no one was. I was there for her when Touya left home. I was there for her when her puppy, Kero was lost, and I was there that night carrying the golden pup and felt my spirits sore watching the sad frown on her face turn into a smile. She was an angel, and in my heart, she always will be mine.
(I lose my way
And it's not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry
Because I know that's weakness in your eyes
I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh
Every day of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with)
Then there was that one Christmas, that one Christmas when my mother had finally allowed me to return to Tomodea, my real home. Everyone that was from the old elementary class was invited, since Tomoyo was going to move away soon. We were all 18 then, all teenagers. All of us would be there, Rika, Chiharu, Takashi, Naoko, even that annoying Hiirigazawa. There was something going on between them. Then there was Sakura and myself.
I had arrived at the house in a black turtle neck and deep blue jeans. My hand held 2 boxes, one for Tomoyo, and one smaller, tinier box for my Sakura. The door bell I had pressed echoed through the large mansion and Tomoyo's pale white face showed up.
"Syaoran-kun you came!" she cried happily, launching herself at me. I felt myself sweat dropping.
"Hello Tomoyo. Can I come in or are we going to continue to hug?" I asked chuckling. Tomoyo giggled, allowing myself in. The house was decorated beautifully. The white banisters were littered with sparkly streamers and –I felt myself blush- the ceilings secretly stashed away mistletoes. I made a mental note to myself to avoid those.
"Everyone's here now. Hurry!" she exclaimed, dragging my arm. I sped up to catch up with her. Everyone from the old crowd was there.
Takashi with his black hair, his finger raised in a matter of fact way, telling another of his fascination story.
Chiharu was there too, beside him. Her fiery red hair was still in her normal pigtails and she looked as though she was close to clobbering her boyfriend.
The book worm brunette was there too, Naoko. She had removed her glasses and had replaced them with contacts. I also noticed that her long brown hair was now tied up.
Rika still looked the same. Her soft wavy brown locks framed her face. She had finally grown out of her baby features. She looked as though she was in a very interesting conversation with the man beside her.
I scowled, my amber eyes landed on the mass of midnight blue hair, glasses flashed under the light. Eriol Hiirigazawa. He still had his round glasses in front of his midnight blue eyes. He was thoroughly enjoying himself with a conversation with another woman, Sakura. I could've fainted that night. She was so beautiful.
Her small body shone beneath the light the hung above her head. Her auburn locks curled neared her small waist. Her emerald eyes gleamed with excitement and her cherry red lips shone. Her small frame was encased in a soft pink cashmere sweater. She wore deep blue jeans with sharp blue flames at the bottom. She was a goddess.
(Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you I am afraid)
"Syao, you're here!" I heard her exclaim. I blushed deeply, feeling her body against mine as I wrapped my arms around her waist in a hug. How I wished time would just stand still just let me be in her arms forever and I'd die a happy man.
"Hey 'Kura." I whispered to her. Her cute nickname tingled on my lips. When we were 12, she was afraid of ghosts. So to take her mind off it, I called her that name. It was a secret communication, between her and me.
"I can't believe Tomoyo is leaving. I'm going to miss her so much. At least I have you." Sakura smiled, beaming at me. I pushed back the feeling down my throat.
"You'll always have me." I told her.
A few hours later, the party had ended. Everyone bade their final farewell to Tomoyo and had left. Sakura and I had volunteered to clean up and now, we were at the garden behind the house, and her body glowed in the faint moonlight. I couldn't take my eyes off her.
"Sakura…" I whispered. Sakura looked at me, her innocent face glaring back. "This is for you." I murmured. I presented her with the tiny box I had kept in my pocket all night long. She gasped revealing the soft pink diamond choker I had bought her. She held it out to me, pouting cutely.
"Can you, help me put it on?" she asked. I couldn't say no. Not to her. She turned around, pushing away her soft hair. I tied it around her neck and she turned around. At that moment, I realized that every penny I spent on getting that choker was worth it. The diamonds sparkles beneath the glow of the moon and it couldn't have looked any better on anyone.
(I watched you die
I heard you cry
Every night in your sleep
I was so young
You should have known better than to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain)
"'Kura… we've been friends for a long time." I started. Sakura looked at me weirdly. "I've, I don't know when this happened, and I know what I say now may affect our friendship. I'd even understand if you don't want to be friends anymore either." This time Sakura was caught in attention. "Sakura, when I see other males around you I feel threatened. I can't help but feel like I should protect you from all harm. I know this isn't brotherly love. It's beyond that." I said, "Sakura… 'Kura, What I mean to say is that… I love you. I've always have." The silent in the air was so thick around us. I wanted to break it but my voice wouldn't come out and my courage was slowly faltering. Her emerald pools no longer sparkled from the delight, but from the tears that had formed in her eyes. She stood up and ran, and I sat alone, my heart broken that one Christmas night.
(And now I cry
In the middle of the night
For the same damn thing)
3 years later
That was 3 years ago today, and I still remember it. After that night, I shut myself completely. I was cold and depressed to everyone around me, and no one knew why. I wanted to leave Tomodea, to leave the sad memories behind, but I couldn't, knowing this was the place Sakura and I had met. So now, I'm the boss of the Japan Branch in my family company. I concentrated on my work and on nothing else. I had had many girlfriends, and none of them lasted longer than 2 weeks. They all had features from the one I truly miss, and truly love. They all had shades of green in her eyes, honey brown locks, and soft skin. But no woman in the world could replace her. Right after Christmas that night, Takashi had contacted me.
"Sakura left for Canada last night. I just found out. You're her best friend, did you know?"
No, I didn't know. It hurt, a lot knowing she would go away just to avoid me.
(Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I tried my hardest just to forget everything)
"Mr. Li? There's a woman on Line one for you." My secretary said. I glanced up at her,
"Thanks Mei Lin." I picked up the phone.
"Hello."
"Gee it could help if you wouldn't talk to everyone like you talk to a client." A giggling voice said.
"Tomoyo," I recognized, "to what do I owe this pleasure?" I asked sarcastically.
"We're going to my old house for a party. I came back from Hong Kong, in case you haven't noticed." I rolled my eyes.
"Hard to miss. I'll be there at 7." I said.
"Ok, Ja."
"Ja."
I arrived that night in a black suit. What's the point in dressing up? Snow flakes landed on my shoulder. My hands carried a bag of presents as the door opened. At 21 years old, Tomoyo really looked no different.
"Syaoran-kun, you came!" She exclaimed. She tugged me in and I grunted in response. The house was no different. They were once against decorated with colourful and sparkly streamers. I entered the house to find it oddly quiet.
"Where are the others?" I asked. Tomoyo shrugged innocently.
"I thought a party between the four of us would be better." She said.
"Four?"
"Have you forgotten about me, my cute little cousin?" Eriol taunted. I growled seeing him enter the room from the kitchen. Tomoyo positively beamed at him.
"Eriol don't you drag your butt one centimetre away from this kitchen!" a voice screamed. My heart froze as I saw a woman come out. That makes four.
"Syaoran, it's been a long time." Sakura spoke with shock, shock to see him there.
"It has." I replied softly. Dinner went as well as it could. Tomoyo forced us to talk with murderous looks. Once finished, I walked back into the garden to find it peacefully quiet. I sat down on a bench and stared softly at the moon again. Was this the same moon that over looked the separation of him and Sakura?
(Because of you I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you I am afraid)
"Can I join?" a soft voice said. Sakura came beside him in a soft pink coat. I scooted over and she joined me. "Isn't the moon beautiful? It hasn't changed one but since I last been here." She gazed softly, before her penetrating eyes rested on me. I tried my best to ignore my heart's yearning, my heart beat increased.
"Syaoran, can I ask you something?" she said timidly. I stayed silent. "Remember, 3 years ago. Exactly today, when you gave me the choker?" she asked. It was then I turned to her, finally noticing the soft glimmer on her neck. It was the pink diamond choker I gave her 3 years ago today, at this very spot. "You said that, that you loved me. Do, do you still do?" she said softly, her eyes fixed on her shoe. I glanced down too, my heart beating fast.
"I do." I said quietly. Sakura looked at me, her eyes shimmered, but there were no tears.
"Say that again." She commanded me softly. It was so soft like the caress of the wind, or the soft skin of a baby, but it was strong, too strong for me to say no.
"I still do." I said a little stronger than before. Sakura's eyes started to shimmer with rage.
"Say it again." She repeated with the same, soft velvety voice. I started to get annoyed.
"I said I still love you damn it!" I roared. No sooner had I said that, her soft, nimble hands grasped the side of my face and pulled it towards hers. Her lips met mine.
They were as perfect as I thought they were. They were soft, yet firm. They had a sense of comforting in them, a sense of innocence, a sense of peace, yet there was also a sense of urgency. We both pulled away, cheeks flushed.
"Do you mean it?" she asked softly, her hands still cradling my face.
"What?" I asked startled, I was still in shock from the kiss.
"I said if you meant it." She repeated. I looked at her with a bewildered face. "If you didn't, and you only said yes because of the kiss then I ask you to leave. And if you did mean it then…" she trailed off. I looked at her; one of my hands covered hers that rested on my cheek.
"Then what?" I asked.
"Then I'd say I love you too." I sat there, afraid this was all a dream.
If this was a dream I pray I would never wake from it.
I crushed her body against mine. I had been waiting a life time to hear those words.
"I love you god damn it! I love you Kinomoto Sakura!" I declared, hugging her tightly, never letting go. Sakura hugged back.
"I've missed you so much." She sobbed. "When I decided to come back, I was so afraid you wouldn't feel this way anymore." I brushed a strand away from her face and I made her face me.
"My feelings would never change for you." I responded to her, leaning my forehead against hers. Slowly, we kissed again; I drew her closer, her arms wrapped around my neck. Her lips moved against mine as my thumb stroke her soft cheek. I nibbled on her bottom lip, making her gasp and allowing myself to take the advantage. How long the kiss lasted I didn't know. One minute, half an hour, perhaps a whole day, but as we pulled apart, we were both flushed. I kissed her forehead again, placing her head against my chest.
"I love you Sakura, and nothing would change that."
I looked up at the midnight velvet sky and saw the stars winking down at me. The hole in my heart for the last 3 years was filled and I knew anything could happen once upon a Christmas.
(Because of You…)
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A/N: So this is a cute little one shot of SS. I hope you like it. I may be updating "The Sounds of Love" this week, if not then next week.
By the way, for this chapter, the song I used was "Because of You" by Kelly Clarkson, in Chapter two, the song I used was "A Thousand Miles" by Vanessa Carlton.