Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or it's characters or
storyline but this story is purely fanfiction nothing that actual happens in
the anime or manga ^_^;; and I wrote it! Hoe, but I do own these lyrics or poem
whatever you want to call it is fine with me ^_^ (As long as it's not bad)
Always
Have Hope
By the infamous Kukki-chan
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A
beautiful 23 year old girl with long auburn hair and brilliant emerald eyes wrapped
a scarf around her slender neck and walked into the crisp cool night. The girl
was Kinomoto Sakura, she was walking over to her boyfriend of 10 years house.
Even thought they had been together so long they were inseparable. The had been
through thick and thin together since they were 10 years old. Sakura sighed as
she thought about her boyfriend's handsome face, just as snow began to fall
from the sky.
"Syaoran told be once that I looked most beautiful
when things fall from the sky," she thought while she crossed the street.
Syaoran would have loved to see her then with the bright white snowflakes
looking magnificent in her auburn hair.
A lone truck driver bobbed up and down in his seat
while listening to the music blasting from the car radio. The window-washers
were going side to side and trying to fling the snow out of the truck driver's
windshield. But the snow was too much. He had to squint just to see the road in
front of him. So needless to say he didn't see the beautiful and blissful
auburn haired woman crossing the street.
I often imagined
our life together
I always had
hope we would be together
I
never even thought the unthinkable
That anything would happen to us
But now it has happened my hope is gone
We broke apart I don't know how
But I have no more Hope
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Syaoran paced up and down his the hallway in his brilliantly lit room.
He was pacing up and down because of nervousness and anxiousness. Sakura still
had her childhood habit of being late but she was never a half an hour late. He
placed himself in an elegant chair by a table set for two.
"Maybe I am just being paranoid," thought
Syaoran," That often happens with things like this," he thought while twirling
a small velvet box between his fingers.
The candles
that Syaoran had lit long ago had melted to a stub and were burnt out. Syaoran
couldn't bring himself to call Sakura. He just kept thinking that he she had
forgotten about their date. But somehow he didn't believe himself. Sakura loved
him too much to forget about something so important as this. Even if she didn't
know how important it was.
Syaoran was brought back to reality and out of his trance of thoughts
when the phone rang. Syaoran walked over quickly thinking that is was probably
Sakura phoning to apologize. He picked up the receiver and placed it to his
ear.
"Moshi Moshi-" began Syaoran but was cut off by a
sobbing and stuttering voice of a distressed girl.
"I-it's S-Sakura," said the girl on the other
line.
"What?" thought Syaoran because the girl on the
other end of line didn't have Sakura's mystical voice. But then it snapped.
"What's wrong with her, Tomoyo-chan?" said Syaoran
pressing the receiver harder to his ear.
"S-she's," stuttered Tomoyo still sobbing. Syaoran
wanted to yell at her to demand her to tell him what had happened to his
precious Cherry Blossom. But when Syaoran did hear he wished he hadn't, the
phone fell from his hands and he collapsed onto his knees.
Nothing like this was supposed to happen
Our future together was supposed to be beautiful and
blissful
Perfect one might say
But when this happened all the hope was erased
Nothing was left, Nothing but sorrow
Nothing could reverse this horrible incident
It wasn't fair
That I wasn't aware
I have no more Hope
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Syaoran sat there still, with a stone cold face. He couldn't even cry,
he was all cried out. All he had now was memories, nothing but memories but
that wasn't good enough. He wanted the real thing that he knew he couldn't have.
Memories just aren't good enough when it's of the one you love. He wanted to
run away when he heard all these ungrateful people talking about his dearest
Cherry Blossom on the stand at the very front of the church. He looked over to
the sobbing Tomoyo, who was all dressed in black. She hadn't designed that
dress, or any of the dresses that anyone was wearing, even Sakura's. Tomoyo was
now a professional Photographer that design's in her spare time. It has to be
her greatest passion, or was. But now that the light of so many people's lives
has just died out, she doesn't know if she can do anything ever again except
cry.
Syaoran wanted to hold onto Sakura to grip her tight to never let go to
keep sacred those vows he had long foretold. About protecting her never letting
go of her. If he had sooner he wouldn't be here, he wouldn't be filled with
this sorrow this agony of his departed Cherry Blossom. He had lied to her he hadn't
protected her, he had let her go he wished that he could have a second chance.
So he would know to never let go. Syaoran thought about this trying to choke back
the tears. He felt a cold tingle run up his back, something almost ghostly familiar,
then he felt a small droplet of water fall onto his hand. He hadn't noticed he
was crying.
Memories is all I have left
All I have left of our time together
All I have left of you
I can't bear this sorrow
The agony that creeps in my heart
Not even Hope can survive
Nothing can survive
Because I don't have you
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Syaoran
couldn't bear it any longer and he had a plan to get rid of his agony. What
would stop it would be what had brought it at the very beginning. He had
pondered on this long and hard and found it was the only true way, some people
may say he was being a coward but he didn't care. He didn't care what anyone
thought what anyone would have to say in the matter, his precious Cherry
Blossom was gone what else could possibly matter? He walked over to
retrieve the source and the solution of all his agony, his sword. His sword and
magical power had brought him here in the first place without he would have
never met her and never been through all this pain, but he had sorry to say he
had. He picked up the metallic object and placed it in his sheath. After he had
done this he paused for a moment and picked up the velvet box, and placed it in
the palm of his hand. After staring at the unopened box for a long while he
placed it into his jacket pocket and stepped outside of his apartment.
He
was sitting on the King Penguin slide. There was no one in sight since it was
the dead of night but the scene still looked beautiful. The light from the
street lamps shone brightly on the pure white snow, making the night seem
almost magical. Syaoran though wasn't thinking about the scenery but about his
fate and what he was about to do.
"The end and cause of all my pain," he whispered
unsheathing the sword. He held the metallic sword up to the light, and it
glistened off of it as if it had golden streaks.
"Sakura had golden streaks like this in her hair,"
he said recalling the object of his affection yet again.
As Syaoran slid his hands up to the handle of the
gleaming sword he glanced at the now open velvet box. Inside it ravieled a
small but elegant Emerald ring, meant to be for his sweet Sakura. Meant to be
for her that fateful day that she died.
"I can't believe the horrible fate," Syaoran said
as he lunged the sword just inches away from his fast beating heart.
Some people may say I tried the cowards way out
Who cares what those people think
They have never been through what I have
For if they had they would never think that
They did not know the pain the agony I was in
What it felt like to be all alone
No more happiness No more joy
No more hope for the days to come
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The metal blade was inches away from
the young mans heart, where it was headed for. But it seemed to stop and not go
any further something seemed to be pulling it back. Syaoran opened his eyes and
was startled by what he saw in front of him. Two emerald eyes staring back at
him, full of sorrow and hurt.
"Sakura,"
said Syaoran barely above a whisper, while dropping his sword, which didn't make
a sound as it hit the snow filled ground.
"Sakura, you're an angel," he breathed staring at the beautiful woman with long auburn hair, emerald eyes and non-other then angel wings.
"Syaoran," she said her voice full of pain, "Don't
hurt yourself for me. Live to be strong, live to marry, live to love. Syaoran
just leave me," Sakura didn't want to say what she said, but it was the only
way. He couldn't harm himself for her he must fond a new love a new one to
share his emerald ring with.
"But Sakura, I can love no one but you," he said
reaching out trying to embrace her, but his hands merely going through her
form.
"Oh but Syaoran, you must, you must be happy
again. Don't live in sorrow for the sake of my-my death," her angelic voice
quavered at her speaking of her own death. Even if angels weren't supposed to
have feelings like this, even if they were supposed to be blissful and joyous and
not feel sorrowful, this young auburn haired angel sure felt it now. Even in
her death she felt tremendous love for this man. Her eyes filled with crystal
like tears, and glazed over impairing her vision.
"I am truly sorry for having to leave you," she
said as tears poured down her face, as her angel wings gave way, and all she
saw was spirals of snow mixed with watery tears as she hit the soft snowy
ground,
Coldness
pierced the angel's skin
I shouldn't have been as selfish as I was
I should never have given up hope
I should have always known you would be there for me
Helping me through my tough times
How could I have not thought my angel would come
And stand here by my side
Helping me out and giving me hope
This angel at my side
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"Sakura,
Sakura," said a far away voice whispering into her ear, "Sakura you were hit by
a truck and but no damage was done, I brought you here."
Sakura opened her eyes weakly staring up at amber
eyes and thick brown locks of hair, the owner of them smiled at her fondly.
"Syaoran?" she said weakly touching his hand that
was right beside her.
"Yes, Cherry Blossom?" he said looking at her with
admiration," I just wanted to say thank you and," she said now squeezing his
hand tighter
"I love you"
"I love you to Sakura," he said freeing his hand
and stroking her cheek, while with the other hand fished through his jacket
pocket and pulled out the small velvet box.
Sakura never told anyone but she remembered everything
that had happened. Her dying and becoming an angel, watching her own funereal
while sitting beside Syaoran and accidentally letting a teardrop fall on his
hand. The whole incident at the King Penguin Park, she knew that it had all
happened, it was all real but she believed that her future her life and her
loves had been given another chance. She had been given another chance to live
in happiness with her new husband.
~This is Dedicated to Anyone who Has Ever Given up Hope
on Anyone or Anything Everything Happens For a Reason And It Is Always good~
Remember This