Merry Christmas! This is just random I made for my birthday. Thank you for my life.

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS

To all the Filipinos out there, this is for the tragic incident that happened.

On Christmas Eve

Eclipse Du Coeur

The sound of the ticking clock resonated my ears as I opened my eyes. It was twelfth of the evening, telling me that the grandest celebration of my town has just begun. I could just imagine the overflowing food on their tables, loud carols blaring from their speakers, ribbons scattering on their floor and laughter cheering in their ears.

I sat up from my slumber bed and rubbed my eyes. Things wasn't the same anymore. I used to have that kind of holiday before the tragedy. The tragedy that lost not only my family but my own self, too. The darkness of the night complemented the dim light inside my room. Just the right thing for my drama. I snorted.

Standing up, I approached my study table and grabbed my phone. Nothing new. Greetings flooded my inbox with their cheers and grins. I dedided not to reply, not that I'm a killjoy but I just don't feel like it. I would be lying to them and it defeats their meaning of the feast. So much for enjoying it.

When I closed my eyes, I saw my family smiling at me. Tears started breaming in my eyes while my hands trembled in agony. If I could turn back time..If only. I, Sakura Kinomoto, swears that i would say Merry Christmas to them everyday of their lives. I cried. It's the only thing that I can do now.

I dropped down to the floor and leaned on the wall. This Christmas Eve, I'll be alone in my room in my house. There would be no hint of laughter and carols. Of bells and wrappers. There would be none of it. Because I'm alone and I'm lost.

The loud knocking woke me up from my reverie. With my tear stained face, I stood up and opened my door. Biting my lip, I rushed and hugged the guy in front of me. He hugged me back tightly as I poured out my sadness. "Syaoran!"

"Shh," he hushed me and kissed my forehead. The loneliness I felt drained out of me. The lights turned on and my friends and Syaoran's family yelled the dreadful greeting to me. I couldn't help but smile. I gripped tightly on Syaoran's shirt and cried harder.

"Thank you," I whispered. It wouldn't be the same anymore but having someone with you is all that matters. My Christmas might not be merry but still I would be looking forward for it now. Thank you so much.

And it was on Christmas Eve.

Happy Birthday to me!