Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles
A/N: A scene in the beginning of the manga where Sakura forgets Syaoran.
Forgotten
'Who...are...you?' the girl asked, her voice thick with the sleep-filled haze.
Those words struck Syaoran like a physical blow. He knew that it was not sleep that made the girl confused about his identity. The look in her jade green eyes - oh, such a beautiful colour - was clear. There was no purposeful deceit, in those innocent eyes. No wish to hurt him so. But the price had been paid; the most important thing he treasured. The memories Sakura had of him. Their childhood memories. The times they spent together while growing up.
Especially the memories of the words she had wanted to tell him before she was so rudely interrupted by the incessant chiming of the dinner bells, echoing from the palace. Syaoran could not help but suspect it was the king's doing. The scandalized look on Sakura's face was a clear enough indication that she thought so too. For the king had always disapproved of Sakura's relationship with him. But who cares, anyway?
'I love you.'
Syaoran knew these words were about to grace her highness's lips then. He felt - no, had already felt this way about her since they were kids. The instinct to protect that beautiful soul was not something he felt for all people.
Yet, now...nothing matters anymore.
Syaoran supposed that he should have expected that, for the price for the exchange for a wish from the witch was surely a high one. He had so readily agreed to that transaction then, but doubts had started to cloud his thoughts on the wisdom of it.
But if he had not sealed that deal, Sakura would be dead.
A sacrifice had to be made, and somehow, Syaoran had an inking that it would not be the first of sacrifices they will make in their perilous journey.
He stepped out into the rain that blanketed the land in a sheet of grey. It was unsurprising that he was drenched within minutes. The rain...it calmed him. It hid his tears as it mingled together with the raindrops, both streaking down his face unnoticed. Numbing the pain that he felt in his heart, but not washing it away entirely. But that will suffice. For now.
Hmm rather short. But it was written on a whim. Please R&R :)