The gateway to your heart
Has closed me off from you;
How cruel you must be
To be so eager to leave
When she was six years old, she saw foreign shadows on the wall.
It was dark, at night, and her small feet had curiously crept up to the crevice of the slightly opened door of her mother's room. Her amethyst eyes immediately widened at the sight of her mother's friend Fujitaka undressing her mother Sonomi. Her feet quickly took her away from the scene as she wiped the unexplainable tears from her eyes.
There are things a child should never have to see.
The pouring rain had become melded with her mother's tears as Tomoyo embraced her mother tightly. The death of Kinomoto Fujitaka had finally mended the broken spirit of Daidouji Sonomi—who had visited him several times in the hospital due to his incurable state with cancer.
At the age of sixteen, Tomoyo was old enough to understand that losing a loved one was a hard aspect of life that one could never get over.
Never, would there ever be the foreign shadows on the wall of her mother's room again.
There are things a child never forgets.
"Ne, Tomoyo-chan, do you think that my father is happy to know I got married at the same age as Mother?"
Putting on a soft smile, Tomoyo nodded. "Yes."
Tomoyo walked up to her cousin and touched Sakura's bare shoulders. "Syaoran will love you no matter what, Sakura-chan. Your father will be very happy to know you are in loving hands."
Sakura nodded, wiping the tears from her eyes, as she stood up in her white wedding gown and hugged her best friend tightly," Thank you, Tomoyo-chan!"
Tomoyo kept her smile throughout the whole night of celebration.
Though her heart had broken into pieces.
The first thing a child feels is love.
Tomoyo held on tightly to her mother for support as she wept tears of pain and sorrow over the death of her best friend Sakura. There was an agonizing sensation pulling at her left chest—smashing it like a hammer.
"Shh…" her mother cooed as she ran her hair along her daughter's thick velvet-colored hair. "Sakura-chan is resting in heaven now with Nadeshiko and Fujitaka."
But Sakura was so young. To have conjured an illness at the age of nineteen, Sakura was leaving this world at an age of youth similar to Kinomoto Nadeshiko's fate long ago.
In Tomoyo's mind, both persons had more reason to live than herself and should never have been taken away so quick in their youth and time of joy.
All I wanted was for you to be happy, Sakura-chan; to have a loving husband, adorable children, and one hundred years to live your life that Aunt Nadeshiko would have wanted you to have.
The worst thing a child feels is loss.
"Where are you going, Tomoyo?" shouted Sonomi urgently, as she ran out of the nicely designed two story house. Her face was full of confusion as she stared at her daughter's figure clad in a light purple coat, white dress, and black boots. Her daughter's velvet hair cascaded down to her waist.
Tomoyo turned around; standing behind the large fence that had barred her to the house she had lived with her mother; these nineteen years that had haunted and tormented her for so long as Tomoyo feared the pending night and her mother's door.
Putting on a soft smile, Tomoyo waved a gentle good-bye to her mother before entering the taxi cab.
"I'm leaving, Mother. And I'm not coming back."
Author's Notes: Hi Everyone! I haven't written a Tomoyo x Syaoran story in a long time, but I hoped the readers enjoyed this prologue. That's right; it's a prologue, which means this is not a one-shot. So, I hope this is a good start. In the manga, it's implied that Tomoyo has feelings for Sakura, so I wanted to incorporate those feelings into this story. As you can see from the prologue, we get subtle hints that Tomoyo's heartbroken when Sakura marries Syaoran.
Thus, I want to write a Tomoyo x Syaoran story and try to keep the characters as close to their manga/anime counterpart.
Reviews or critiques will be greatly appreciated! And thank you to all that have reviewed my Tomoyo x Syaoran stories. Those who loved them, I am truly grateful for the strong support!