Aerith-chan has returned...again :P. Sorry for being so lazy, guys. Actually, I don't even think this story takes away from my laziness. It was written at one in the night and that was only because I was waiting to see if Yuna would come on our writing doc. So...yeah.
It came out okay, though...I love these two together, they're so cute 3.
I hope you guys like it! :)

~Aerith-chan

The space between dimensions is a void of time and space...that is to say, one heard nothing, felt nothing, and saw nothing while travelling through it.

Yet, though Syaoran heard and saw nothing, he felt a distinct sense of familiarity about this particular space.

She did not see his coming in her dreams...no, Sakura just knew that today he would return home...return to her.

The dimension was familiar, all right. From the first breath of dry desert air he took, Syaoran knew precisely where he was and where the first place he would visit would be.

Sakura had a hunch of their arrival destination, and she was not proved wrong. As she stood front of the wing shaped temple, the hot desert wind blowing her dress, a different type of wind suddenly whipped the air.

She saw him before he saw her...joy silenced her and she could only watch as his eyes lit up at the sight of the landscape stretched before him.

His ecstasy at seeing the country that he now called his homeland blinded him from sight directly in front of him...a sight more lovely, he thought, than the beauties of all the dimensions combined. She wore a simple dress and a familiar warm smile that had melted the hearts of people all across time.

Sakura's heart swelled with love as he spotted her, his amber eyes alight with a soft, warm glow. His clothes were those of a world unknown to her, but he had not changed a single bit since she had last bade him farewell. She smiled at him...the only thing she could manage, being so overwhelmed with happiness.

But when he opened his arms to her, she ran straight into them.

Syaoran buried his face in her strawberry-blonde hair, breathing in her sweet, familiar scent. Though he knew he could not stay long, just to be able to hold her like this was worth all the time he had spent missing her.

She pulled away after a moment to take his face in her small hands, studying him with green eyes lit with love.

Syaoran smiled at her, wiping off some sand smudging her cheek. "I'm back."

Sakura's eyes smiled back at him, and she returned her head to its resting place on his shoulder. "Welcome home...Tsubasa."