Hello. I'm kinda shocked that you all actually liked the story. Thanks a lot. So I've got many people who want me to continue the story. Well, I decided that we will have a second chapter! yepyep. But that's it. So read on and find out what happens!
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"It's not true, your father never left you. He's still watching over you from up there. So is my okaa-san. Although I can't see her anymore, I know she'll always be watching over me. That's what she told me before she went to heaven."
Syaoran stared into emerald orbs and thought he would never stop. Suddenly, the piercing ring of the alarm clock brought Syaoran out of his reverie. He had been having this same dream ever since the little girl with auburn bangs left him. It was a sweet dream though and he never really minded. Syaoran's amber eyes held a wisdom beyond his 16 years and he knew that this recurring dream probably meant something. His train of thoughts was interrupted by a knock at his door.
"Syaoran, hurry up. It's almost time to go to the airport." Yelan called.
He had almost forgot. His mother was bringing him to Japan to visit an old friend. Syaoran couldn't see why his mother had to have him tag along.
"Ok mother. I'll be right there." Syaoran looked out the window at the cherryblossom trees that were in full bloom. Too bad he couldn't stay to admire them.
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"Sakura! You're late! Again!"
Sakura Kinomoto, 16 years of age had still not solved the problem concerning her punctuality, or lack thereof.
"Sorry Tomoyo, but Sensei wouldn't let me go until I finished all the math problems!"
Tomoyo smiled, "Well then, we better hurry up. Your dad wants you home early. It's your mother's death anniversary today you know."
"HOE! I just remembered! I forgot to buy lilies for okaa-san. She loved them so much."
Tomoyo blinked. Trust Sakura to forget something as important as that. After a quick prayer to kami-sama, she grabbed Sakura's hand and pulled her off, as they started their mad dash towards the flower shop.
Meanwhile, Syaoran was walking aimlessly around the streets. He had just got off the plane but could not bear being cooped up in the hotel room. He seized the opportunity to sneak away when his mother had to attend to some business in town. As he turned the corner, he saw two girls charging at him but could not avoid them in time. One of them bumped into him. The one with auburn bangs and emerald pools for eyes. Shouting a quick "Gomen nasi!" as she sped past, Syaoran couldn't help but feel a little strange. She seemed so familiar. Blinking, he shrugged it off. No way was he going to find the girl in his childhood fantasies. Or so he thought.
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"Mother! I have no wish to visit some people I don't know!"
"It's only polite to do so. Besides, a little visit won't kill you. You know, my old friend has a daughter just about your age. Wouldn't it be nice being around someone your age for awhile?" Yelan's eyes twinkled as if she knew something Syaoran didn't.
Syaoran grunted. It was true, in Hong Kong, a lot of the people he came in contact with were his uncles who were twice his age, the Elders. He was home schooled and didn't have many friends. Very grudgingly, he followed his mother to the house of her old friend.
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"DING DONG!"
The door opened to reveal a young man with black hair. He narrowed his eyes at Syaoran. He had better not be one of his kaijuu's suitors again. Noticing Yelan, he straightened up.
"Hello. I'm Li Yelan and I'm your father's old friend. Is he at home?"
Touya let them in and called for his father. Very soon, Fujitakawa Kinomoto came down.
"Yelan! I wasn't expecting you so soon! Sit, sit. This is my son, Touya and I expect this young man to be your son. My my, he sure has grown since I last saw him. Would you like to stay for dinner? It's Naedeshiko's death anniversary today. We can go to the cemetery together if you like."
Syaoran managed a weak smile. He wasn't so sure. Touya was looking at him with a look of contempt so carefully concealed that only he could sense it.
"Well then, that would be fun. I don't see your daughter anywhere. She must have grown to be quite a beauty."
"She's out at the moment but I think she would be back soon."
Just as Syaoran felt it was polite to leave, he stood up and excused himself, saying he wanted to explore the neighbourhood. Walking out the front door, he felt relieved. Touya had been boring holes through his back with his stares. What was wrong with that guy? He walked and walked until he came to a huge penguin. Penguin Park. Syaoran saw a figure on the swing and although normally, he would have just left that person alone, this time, he was intrigued because that figure happened to have a head of auburn hair. As he neared the figure, he could hear faint sobbing.
As if on impulse, he blurted out, "Are you okay?"
The figure looked up to reveal emerald eyes. It was the same girl who bumped into him just now. The emerald eyes were filled to the brim with tears, threatening to flow down any moment.
Then, the angel in front of Syaoran spoke in between sobs, "My okaa-san. It's her death anniversary today and I miss her so much. I was only 3 when she passed away and I just realized I don't remember her as much any more! Sometimes, it feels like she's not with me at all!"
Syaoran bent down and knelt beside the girl. Remembering something someone once told him, he repeated it to the girl, "It's not true, your mother never left you. She's still watching over you from up there. So is my otou-san. Although I can't see him anymore, I know he'll always be watching over me."
The girl blinked back her tears and asked uncertainly, "Really?"
Syaoran nodded. "Yep! So don't cry anymore. You should be happy for your mother. Up there in heaven? It's a much better place."
The girl smiled, "That sounds really familiar. I think I told someone that before."
For no reason, Syaoran's heart started thumping really loudly. It couldn't be. Could it? It couldn't be such a coincidence. Could it? He blinked. Nah, it couldn't be.
"Let me walk you home."
The girl gave Syaoran a small smile, "Okay."
Soon, Syaoran found himself in front of the house he had just got out from. He looked at the girl and asked, "You live here?"
"Uh huh."
Syaoran cocked his head. No way.
"I see you met my daughter, Sakura, already." Fujitakawa laughed, "Do you remember that you saw each other once, when you both were 5?"
Syoran's eyes widened. It was her! It had been her all along! He turned to look at Sakura and found her staring at him with a huge smile on her face. Syaoran smiled back. Oh yes, life was good.
