A/N: Erm. . .I was struck by "inspiration" and I came up with this :) Hope ya'll like it. It's just a drabble, (is it?) but, yeah. So. . .R&R!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own CCS.
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EDIT (08.06.10): So okay, this is probably the second story I ever published on this site, which ended up starting this whole series of one shots and drabbles. It has received a great amount of loving ever since (with its fair amount of hating, too) and I'd like to thank everyone who has and is still supporting me with my writing and helping me become a better writer.
Starting today, I'll be editing my stories and reformatting them (nothing big, just trimming around the edges). I don't think I'll be adding any more paragraphs. Maybe I'll just rephrase some lines and take out a few words, but that's it :)
I'll be adding my new comments (just like this) at the beginning — and maybe the endings — of every chapter. I hope you guys don't mind :D
Thank you once again!
And yes, this plot and most of the words were from one of these chain messages (or whatever). I am not ashamed to have manipulated it to fit this fandom. It seemed like a nice idea at that time. Forgive me.
No
Sakura mustered up her courage and held her breath as she approached the tall brunette boy.
This was it. They were finally alone. It was time for her to ask him.
"Sya-syaoran. . ." Her voice faltered.
He looked at her. "Yeah?" He was so close, yet Sakura stayed at least two meters away.
"Do. . .do I ever cross your mind?" she said, her voice barely a whisper yet still audible enough for him to hear. Sakura felt herself shrink ten times smaller.
"No. Not really."
"Do you like me?"
"Nope."
Sakura's heart sank, but she didn't give up.
"Do you want me?"
He smirked. At least, that was what Sakura thought he did.
"No."
"Would you cry if I left?"
"Absolutely not."
The tears started forming in Sakura's eyes.
"Would you die for me?"
"Never."
She felt a pang in her heart.
"Would you do anything for me?"
"No."
"Choose — me or your life."
Without thinking twice, Syaoran replied, "My life."
That was it. He obviously didn't feel the same way for her as she did for him. The tears now gushed out freely down her pink face, her lip trembled, and her heart was now in pieces.
She ran away from him, sobbing all the while.
And then she felt somebody take hold of her body, caressing it in a warm embrace. She didn't need to look to see who it was that held her so tenderly, for she recognized the familiar scents of his cologne, his hair — his body.
He hugged her even tighter and said:
"The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.
"The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.
"The reason I don't want you is because I need you.
"The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.
"The reason I wouldn't die for you is because I would live for you, so that I'll always be by your side.
"The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you.
"The reason I chose my life is because you are my life."
A/N: So, what do you think? It's not my best, but I did try. I'm not accepting flames, by the way. Only constructive criticism.
Adieu!
-Fate94 :3
EDIT (08.06.10): Fate94 was my first pseudonym. I can honestly say that my writing has improved a great deal since this story :)