Disclaimer: I do not own Cardcaptor Sakura. Copyright to Clamp.
A/N: My first non-Naruto fic on this account. I'm very excited for this compilation of short one-shots. Please enjoy reading.
Skyline
In the season when cherry blossom takes the scene, she waits in a little corner at end of a street. The pink petals mischievously linger onto her purple-black hair. Wind blows away her elegant picture hat as she tries to hold down her dress. The fallen flowers scatter in the warm breeze and have it carried them, travelling and reaching a new destination.
A few white clouds are floating in the blue sky.
Innocent, simple-minded, but refined. Something is special about spring.
It sets itself different from the other seasons.
"Tomoyo-chan!" A cheerful voice called out from a distance.
Her smile grows warmer to the sight of the girl. "Sakura-chan!"
Sakura scratches her head sheepily and gives an embarrassed smile, "I'm late. So sorry." The brunnette claps her hands together for a sincere apology.
"Don't worry about it. As long as I get to film the reunion between Lee-kun and you, that's all it counts." She takes her video recorder in hand and has it stead-by.
"Hehehe…" Sakura lets out a few dry laughs. Her best friend hasn't changed much after all these years. "Let's go! Let's not keep Syaoran waiting." Hue of redness is spreading across her cheeks as they hurry.
Resting her chin on her palm in one hand and holding her recording camera in the other, Tomoyo self-indulges in her friend's cuteness. Sakura hasn't changed too much over years. That is for the better. Just that now, they have grown. Tomoyo has become a famed fashion designer, Sakura works as a primary teacher and Syaoran has become the sole successor of his family business. They may share a childhood of secret and magic together. Time moves on.
They are now young adults walking on their own paths.
They are cousins and the closest of friends, but they no longer spend nearly as much time with each other like they used to.
Although Sakura has a habit to call out Tomoyo when she goes to the amusement park, Tomoyo doesn't want to play the third wheel. It was the place of her confession and there have been many memorable things happen there. It's their favourite dating spot when Syaoran gets his time off and flies all the way from Hong Kong.
And that's why Tomoyo excuses herself nine out of ten times from trashing the little precious time they have together. Every time is so perfectly disguised. Even when she is free and more than willing to join them, reminiscing the good old times. Still, they don't see how she is avoiding them deliberately. Of course, that is done to let the people she treasures most to find their own happiness; she can't help but to feel hurt, seeing them so blissfully fortunate and together.
She still has the sky. She can look up and find comfort in it.
It's still beautifully blue. That's right. Blue.
A darker of shade blue is taking over the view above as summer approaches. That colour reminds her of him. Mysterious but well-intended.
Unlike baby blue, it just doesn't take have a pureness from within. There's something else. Something idyllic, something distinctive, and something familiar.
"Long time no see, Daidouji-san."
It is his voice. She doesn't need to turn around to tell who he is. The way he politely addresses her surname, the way he holds an umbrella over her head when the light shower continues to rain, the way he patiently waits in silence before she gives him a response.
"It has been long, hasn't it, Hiiragizawa-kun?"