Disclaimer: I do not own CCS. If I did, this wouldn't be called a fanfic.
Fanfiction Dedication: CLAMP, for giving me and other CCS fanfic writers such wonderful characters to work with! ^^
Chapter Dedication: FinalFantasyPrincess (a.k.a. Brenda). Thanks for all your encouragement when I lacked the courage to show the world my stories, and thanks for inspiring me to write longer stories than I usually do. ^^
BEYOND ALL WORDS
hitokiri_tomoe
"Do you think it'll be alright?" a male voice asked quietly.
"Of course," a female one answered brightly, with a lot of optimism, "I planned this, didn't I?"
A violet eye winked mischievously, but a brunette head bowed down and sighed.
"What if she--"
"What?"
"Nothing."
They both fell silent.
The female's hand reached for the male's.
"Don't worry. Everything will be alright for our Sakura."
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Music. Strains of music.
Li Syaoran paused in mid-stride as he was leaving the deserted hall of Tomoeda High School.
'Well, not quite deserted.'
He turned back, partly entranced by the music. With hesitant steps he followed the music.
'Meilin would be mad if I were to be late. But--'
He paused outside the piano room. The music, the strange, sad yet beautiful music, seemed to be coming from it. He placed a hand on the door, as if feeling the vibration of the sound. There was a peeping hole on the door. He placed an eye on it. It was too small, and he saw only the back of the head of a girl with short, ginger-colored hair. He was about to turn the knob, when—
"Sumimasen," a male voice said quietly behind him.
Syaoran turned around and saw a guy with light blue hair and eyeglasses. He was embarrassed for having been caught peeping and immediately turned red.
"G-gomennasai," he managed to stutter and bow before running of like a frightened child. He looked back and saw that the guy has already gone into the room.
'Who was that girl? Is that guy her boyfriend?' he thought as he hurried away.
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"Li Syaoran!!!!!" a ruby-eyed girl screeched as Syaoran came into view.
"You're late! Don't you know how long I've been waiting here for you?!! You are so thoughtless!!!! Is this how you treat your fiancée?!"
Syaoran rolled his eyes and pulled the girl into the ice cream shop.
"What took you so long? I thought you stood me up again! I was about to call Wei--"
"Shut up, Meilin."
At this, the girl called Melin clammed up. She knew she was pushing it, but she couldn't help it! Syaoran always treated her this way, as if his life would be better without her, and it wasn't fair, because they were engaged and, and—
'What?' Meilin thought to herself, 'and what?'
She sighed, trying to control the tears that fought to get out.
'I love him, that's what,' she thought miserably, hopelessly.
A tear rolled down her cheek. And another.
Then she saw a hand offering her a handkerchief. She looked up and through her tears, saw that it was Syaoran. Ignoring the hanky, she took Syaoran in her arms and cried on his shoulder.
'He may not love me, but I know he cares for me. And that, for me, is reason enough to spend my lifetime with him.'
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To be continued...
