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Hansuke: HORA SUMMER BREAK! And I am now free (actually am not) but I will use my time wisely and do everything that I want! One more year of school and then I'll be an unemployed person (LOL) But that's life. Anime marathon here I come (Oh, and I do recommend Ano Hana, Ookiku Furikabutte, Uta no Prince-sama = good anime) :D hehe~! Here comes chapter 2 :D have fun minna :D

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Anime: Card Captor Sakura

Title: When Something is Lost

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Chapter 2

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Walking by the long corridor was as always, suffocating. The pale white wall was cold to my fingertips as I brush my hand against it for support. It was too cold and unbearable as if it's draining the energy out of me and I hated it... but it can't be helped. I want to get out of my room. I don't want to be confined anymore. I want to go out. I want to go out so bad. I walked as fast as I could and I can feel my heartbeat race with my feet.

It's dark and I'm scared. I want to get out of this dark place. 'I want to go home. I want to meet my friends. Onii-san... otou-san...' That was one thing clouding my mind as I fight the fear away.

I'm scared. I hate hospitals.

The light at the far end is getting nearer and I started hearing voices. It calmed me down a bit and the fear faded so I kept on walking. I wonder who are having a conversation this early in the morning. The deep voices piqued my interest or so it seems... they sound familiar.

'Hmm.. otou... san?' That voice is definitely my father's. I quickened my pace a bit more, hoping that it was really my father. "Otou-" I stopped midway. He was really my father, with that same chestnut hair as I have and that silver framed glasses he usually wears... but...

"Why does it have to be my daughter?" I saw him fall to his knees, his head lay low, and his hands clasped tightly... yet shaking. It was a bad premonition and I regret leaving my room but I'm afraid I can't go back now. My feet seemed to be glued on the floor and the fear I am feeling is making me weak as I saw my dad start sobbing and tears trickled down his cheeks. The doctor he was talking too had a grim expression as well and I know things are not going well.

"I am very sorry Kinomoto-san but we will do everything we can for your daughter. It's just that..." The truth really hurts and accepting it weighs more than that. "I am sorry." Twice said is enough to make me believe. Twice is enough to hurt myself even more. Twice is enough to know that...

"I'll die." I said in a faint voice and there's not much time left.

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"Sakura? Oiiii... Saakkkuuurrraaa." The called patient snapped out from her deep thoughts and managed to look at the guy sitting beside her bed, looking quite concerned. His auburn eyes squinted and his lips parted as if he had something to say... yet no words came out. It was difficult; especially if one did not know what was happening.

"Ahh.. I'm fine. Ahaha." Sakura scratched her head and laughed to cover it all up. "I was just... thinking of something." Her gaze softened and a small smile crept on her lips. The eerie sound of the ceiling fan resounded in the room and the conversation seemed to end in an awkward silence. "Anyway, it's nothing. Really." Sakura tried to convince Syaoran whose face marks a lot of questions.

"Sakura." He stated in a calm voice and wrapped his right hand on the patient's smaller ones. "If it is really nothing... then why are you trembling this much?" He finished it off with having his friend stare at him in bewilderment. But as expected, you can never hide anything from him. He'd see right through you like an open book.

'And it's terrifying.' Sakura thought and clutched her blanket tighter. She diverted her emerald eyes from Syaoran down to the white sheet covering her lower half. It was hard. Making eye contact with him would make things worse and she might worry him even more but either way, as long as he is beside her in this little room, she is doomed to break down at any moment. She is a bad liar and to top it off, this guy beside her; is one of her weaknesses.

"It's nothing... really. So you don't have to—" She was caught off guard as Syaoran held her in his arms. He did not say anything nor did he let her go; just that, he wants to assure her that he is there by her side and whatever it is that is troubling her, he'd want it for her to share her pain to him as well.

"Sakura..." He whispered with his deep voice. A tinge of pain was quite noticeable as his breathing deepened and his heart beat pounded hard enough for the other to feel. "Sakura... you're not okay at all."

With his last words, Sakura had definitely started to break down and tears welled up in her beautiful emerald eyes. Her sobbing was uncontrollable and she held onto him like a small child, helpless and lost. "Syaoran." She said in between sobs. Her face was buried deep on his chest and her hands clasped the ends of Syaoran's uniform tightly. "I'm scared..." Her voice was small and wavering. "I'm scared... Syaoran." Sakura cried helplessly but there was nothing the other can do more than to hold her closely in his arms. Syaoran was in pain as well. He loves her... He loves her so much and to be powerless in this kind of situation hurts him even more.

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The chestnut haired fell asleep from crying too much and Syaoran tucked her to bed. He sat at the edge of the bed and stroke Sakura's long fringe. His lips curved upwards in a wry and weak smile. He's trying his best not to frown but... but it just doesn't make any sense. He wiped away the remaining tears on the girl's face and felt her soft skin with the same hand. She is warm... and alive. And she is still here.

"Sakura..." He uttered in a soft voice. He snuffled and clasped his hand into a fist. "If only... If only I can trade places with you—I would. I'd be willing enough to trade everything... everything."

He wiped the tears that started to form in his eyes with the sleeve of his coat.

"Just to see you smile again." He finished his statement as he tangled his fingers with Sakura's small and frail ones. "I love you..."

"I love you so much, that it hurts to see you cry."

Syaoran covered his face with his other hand. Just the thought of Sakura's smiling face brought him to tears. It was unbearable.

Why is life so cruel?

Why should it be her?

Why?

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It was almost 7 in the evening when Kinomoto Sakura had woken up from her slumber and started throwing a fit as she saw Syaoran sitting at the stool beside her bed. His gaze was transfixed at her and it seemed as though he stayed up all day...

'Watching me sleep?' Her thought made her sit up straight and started combing her chestnut locks with her bare hands. It was embarrassing to let someone else other than family to see her sleeping face and she regretted crying that much.

'He should have just left after that.' The young patient tried to hide the tinge of red on her cheeks as she intentionally peered out of the window even though there was nothing really to see since it was already getting dark.

"Uhmm.." Syaoran started. "Your brother just called me and said that he would be late tonight." He said as he walked to the counter to make something hot for his friend. "I told him that I'd stay here until he arrives so he won't worry too much with you being alone." He poured the hot milk on a mug and gave it to the other person in the room.

Sakura bowed as thanks for the milk and started blowing to cool it down a little.

"And besides." A serious tone came out from Syaoran's lips as he sat back to his chair. "What happened?" He asked, rather straightforward. His eyes transfixed closely on his friend who had brought the cup down to her laps and looking a bit down.

"I..." Sakura opened her small lips.

She knew this was coming after what happened and it was no use hiding it anymore. "I..." She looked straight at his amber eyes. One shot, throw it all out and let everything would flow afterwards.

"I'm dying." The emerald eyed bit her lower lip. She was trying her hardest not to cry again... but it was hard especially as she saw the shocked expression on Syaoran's face.

Sakura managed to smile at her buddy but it was momentarily and she found herself staring at her mug of warm milk.

"You know what?" Her gaze was soft yet deep. "I had always dreamed of being a bride." Her emerald eyes gleamed and rubbed her left hand against the surface of the mug. "A typical maiden's dream." She giggled.

"Like wearing a silky white gown with lots and lots of frills. Ahh! But I don't want it looking plain and I want it all puffed out. And there's this long long long veil with Sakura sequins... or probably embroidered would be better? Hmmm..." Sakura thought real hard.

" Oh well, I guess Tomoyo-chan would do everything for me so I don't need to think much about it." She added while rubbing her head and laughed innocently."

The thought was nice and Syaoran seemed to like it as well; imagining her all dressed up, walking in the long aisle of the church. Her face flushed pink with embarrassment and she would smile shyly.

'And I bet she would fidget a lot.' The young lad unknowingly smiled.

"Then... let's get married." He proposed without holding back. He saw on Sakura's expression how straight forward he can be sometimes. Well, more like, most of the time and that goes without saying, he speaks without thinking much.

"Aha! I'm just joking!" He excused. "I fooled you, didn't I?" His laugh was haughty.

Sakura blushed real hard with his joke. She did not saw that coming and that shocked her a bit. "Moouuu Syaoran! Don't joke around!" She averted her gaze to the window to hide her face. That... was... really sudden and her heart beat still hasn't calmed down. "Ahh.. Syaoran really did it this time.'

Syaoran heaved a small sigh. "Yeah, you're right." But apparently, he felt a bit hurt with his own actions. "But... what if I'm telling the truth?" His eyes were fierce and unshaken as Sakura stared deep at them.

"Not again Syaoran." She laughed and drank the remaining of her warm milk.

"But… I'm not joking." He stated and saw the bewildered look on Sakura's face. It was an awkward silence before Syaoran stood up and pulled the white sheet on the bed and laid it on the girl's head. Sakura was still stumped at what she heard and she still can't quite connect the things she just heard. It seems like it was all just a dream.

"See." The young boy smiled. "Here's the bri-"

"Stop it!" Sakura looked away. This was impossible and she knew it. "This doesn't make any sense Syaoran. Stop goofing around." She added, clasping the seemingly veil on her head. She was about to take it off when Syaoran held her hand.

"Sakura." His voice was stern and unwavering. He took the other's hand and pressed it into his chest. His heart was racing and it was beating severely against her hand. He was scared. "I'm not joking around… I wouldn't… Not when I'm like this."

For a moment there his face was unfazed until he broke it up and snatched his own hand, rubbing his unruly hair and diverted his gaze to the white ceiling.

"I know." A smile lit up his embarrassed face as he took a small baby's breath flower and wrapped it around Sakura's dainty finger like a ring. "This will do." Syaoran proudly declared.

Sakura examined the flower on her left ring finger. She was striken beyond words. It was something so hard to believe but… but it can't possibly be a-

"I'm proposing." The young man declared in one breath. "It's the only thing I can do for now but I'll surely buy a real one tomorrow. Ahhh…" He was troubled. "But I'm still a student and I don't have that much—"

He was cut off as the young patient abruptly hugged him. She was crying… but she was definitely happy. "Thank you." Her grip tightened and tears warmed her soft cheeks. "Thank you so much Syaoran." Their feelings have finally been mutually met.

Finally.

It was not too late.

Thank God.

"Which just means." Syaoran held Sakura by the shoulder and let made her look up at his face. "The bride must smile at such occasion, ain't she not?" He asked and re-positioned the seemingly veil on the other's head. "Then let's begin the ceremony, shall we?" he cleared his throat and took a deep breath.

"Now then… Do you, Kinomoto Sakura, take Li Syaoran to be your husband to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?"

Staring intently at each others' eyes, waiting for the response from the young girl seemed long and strenuous. But at last—

"I do." Sakura finally said it.

"Took you a long time." Syaoran heaved a sigh of relief. "Your turn." He added.

The young patient giggled. The faint flush on her cheeks were visible under the moonlit sky. "Do you, Li Syaoran, take Kinomoto Sakura to be your wife to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?"

"I do." His response means there's no turning back. They will be a married couple from this day forth. "Now to the last part." He grinned. "You may now kiss the bride."

"EEHHHHH?" Sakura panicked. "But… bu- bu- but…" Her voice was trembling a bit, unsure if they should continue with this last part. "Syaoran…" She looked left and right, puzzled; yet; she slowly closed her emerald eyes and gripped the sides of the other's shirt and the ceremony ended with their faces closing the gap in a sweet kiss that established their relationship.

Syaoran cheekly laughed before holding his most precious person in a tight embrace. "I love you, Sakura." He whispered in a low voice. I love you… so much." His dream has come true and he felt like the happiest person alive. But—"But I need to go now." His deep voice had a touch of sadness but even if he really wanted to stay the night… he can't.

"Your brother will be here soon but I'll be here tomorrow. I'll definitely bring a proper ring then… let's announce our relationship to everyone." The young student grabbed his things abruptly and made his way to the door. He stopped for a moment and turned around. Sakura has just gone to her bed, ready to lie down just that, she was waiting till her best friend—husband left before tucking in.

"I think… I forgot something." Syaoran instantly walked back inside the room towards Sakura.

"What is it?"

"I forgot my goodnight kiss." He grinned.

"Goodnight, princess." With that, he pecked on the patient's cheek and left right after, closing the door behind him.

"Seriously." Sakura muttered. A small smile crept on her dainty lips as she felt the tinge in the spot where Syaoran had kissed her. "Seriously…" The chestnut haired tucked herself in her bed and tiredly closed her emerald eyes. Today was such a very happy day, yet it felt so exhausting.

The day has finally come to its end and tomorrow…

Tomorrow…

"I hope tomorrow will be another wonderful day."

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Hansuke: Ehehe.. (-.-") I really don't know what to say. Orzz… I hope you had fun reading it.. The next chapter would be the last. Ciao~