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This is a shameless spoiler/sequel/outtake for the end of my story Blossoms of Magic. Read that first, if you haven't already. Since I don't know when I'll get the chance to complete it, and that I've already written the ending. I thought I would be nice and post this.


She felt them; one by one spinning around her like a stars in a dream.

"You know how it must be." The voice was distant and a combination of all who ever gave her advice. Miss Mizikui, Dad and Eriol, their faint tones blend into one.

Sakura stepped forward, unable to see pass the light that surrounded her. "I am sure-" Her words carried, echoing back as if she had spoken a hundred times. A voice through her life. "Everything will be alright."

Her armed raised, the brilliant length of the star staff before her, with the sun and the moon beneath the seven pointed star.

"And as the phoenix dies, life is reborn."

She cast the world into flames, into light, burning brightly against the darkness. Then sound and music ensnared the silence. And she felt for one instance, all the lives that were lost, and all who were saved, as the flames washed away the shadows, not burning those who were entrapped. The thing screamed, screamed with a thousand voices and echoes of evil things. Till only the mortal remain. Till only the twisted weak man remain.

Closing her eyes, Sakura floated down to Syaoran, who was just starting to rise. The blaze of her being reflected in his shimmering eyes. Gentle she trailed one hand across his cheek, knowing that he would not feel the burn that was ripping through her organs. His hand grasped hers, and she leaned in. Not knowing if she could speak, with the fire so intense. Instead, she gave the briefest of kiss. Before she felt that she couldn't contain the flames any more.

Drifting away, she felt the fire consume her. Burning her body, before giving out a final flare of light.

"Sakura?" Syaoran couldn't see yet, his fingers lingering on the barest touch of warmth that she left. She couldn't be, there was just no way. After moments, when the light clear. He saw them. Sakura's father and brother, the rest of the archeologist that Eriol had spoken of as missing all stood in a daze by the lake, blinking several times. The sun touched the horizon behind them, streaming lavenders and reds against the few scattered clouds in the sky. In the middle of them stood Eriol, right beneath where Sakura had-

Shaking his head, he stepped forward, a numbness still clouding his mind in fog, and all he could remember was the kiss. Reaching Eriol, he looked at the bundle that Eriol had managed to wrap in his arms. How Eriol had gotten there that quickly was beyond him. But he could not look away from the tiny emerald eyes that held his.

"Sakura?" He was surprised when she grasped her tiny hand around one of his finger's, giving a bright smile. "She's a baby?"

"Yes." Eriol face was stoic, to Syaoran's scanning eyes.

"You knew! Knew this would happen-"

"The possibility occurred to me. Yes."

Syaoran wanted to beat Eriol bloody, who could have prevented this somehow. His fury was beyond words, but he couldn't do more than glare. Eriol was holding Sakura after all, a cute tiny Sakura.

"But you have a long life, what's a little bit of more waiting?" Eriol held his gaze, before looking down at Sakura. "I'll raise her of course." He lifted her up a bit, grinning. "Won't I? Yes I will."


This may not be the complete end, since I didn't resolve the Harry Potter Voldemort bit. But I thought I would go ahead and post it. It might be years if I don't do so now before this will ever get into the story. :)