Planning
Sakura sank down to the bathroom floor, pressing her hand to her forehead. The cursed stick fell out of her hands and hit the white-tilted floor at her feet. This was isn't a dream, she thought. Her test was really positive. Not the way to start the New Year. She leaned back against the wall and sighed.
What do I do? She already knew who the father was. Sakura shut her eyes and took in a heavy breath. I think I'm going to be sick! She turned to the toilet and threw up. After getting out the next round of morning sickness out of her system, the mother-to-be sat back with her head swimming. She had to tell Syaoran. Once she was better, Sakura reached into her purse for her phone. She dialed the number and took slower breathes to ease her nerves.
"Hello?" a man's voice asked. Sakura's heart did a flip in her chest.
"Syaoran-kun?" she asked in a high-pitched voice.
"Sakura-chan?" he asked back. "What's wrong?" The woman gulped as she tried battled to keep down her sick.
"I need to see you," she whispered.
"Why, what's wrong?" he asked. Sakura's lower lip trembled.
"Can I see you later?" she asked.
"Sure, I guess," he said. Sakura closed her eyes.
"Thank you," she whispered. Sakura hung up and held the phone to her chest. That part was done, but she didn't like where this was going.
It had snowed since last night and pure white blanketed Tokyo in a winter wonderland paradise. Sakura stood against her car with her head pressed against the glass in the parking lot. This sudden change ran past her. It needed to slow down for her. She swallowed once as gathered up her courage.
I need to get to Syaoran-kun first, she thought. Sakura got into her car and drove away. She drove up to Syaoran and Meilin's house by nine o'clock. When she cut off the engine, Sakura looked out her windshield. The snow made the house look like one out of a storybook. However, she couldn't think about that now. Sakura got out of the car and walked up to the door. She rang the bell and tapped her foot on crushed powder on the steps. The woman looked up when she heard the door open. Her heart sped up.
"Syaoran-kun?" she asked. Her old friend slowly opened the door. Syaoran looked as if he had just gotten out of bed with a wrinkled t-shirt and baggy pants on. He held a cup of tea in his hand.
"What is it, Sakura-chan?" he mumbled. The woman felt her stomach dropping.
"I'm pregnant," she whispered. The cup dropped to the welcome mat below.
"What?!" he shouted. Sakura handed him the test with her lips pressed together. Syaoran looked at the pink plus sign before him. He lifted his head concerned as he noticed Sakura's face going pale.
"Sakura-chan?" the man asked.
"I think I'm going to be sick," she whimpered. Syaoran's eyes widened while his old friend tried not to throw up again.
"Get in here, quick!" he said. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into the house. Syaoran sat outside the hall bathroom and waited as Sakura threw up. Oh boy, the man thought. He sighed to himself. Syaoran knocked on the door.
"You okay in there?" he asked.
"Not really," Sakura croaked.
"May I come in?" he asked. Syaoran opened the door and looked inside when he got no answer. Sakura leaned against the wall, panting. Syaoran crawled into the bathroom and sat next to her.
"What am I going to do?" she whimpered.
"Do you want to keep the baby?" Syaoran asked.
"I don't know," she whispered. Sakura softly shut her eyes. She felt a hand close around hers. The woman opened her eyes and turned her head. Syaoran looked her in the eyes. A puzzled look washed over her face. Syaoran was actually smiling at her.
"Don't worry," he whispered. "We'll work through this."
"We?" she asked.
"Yes," the man told her. He put his hand on Sakura's stomach. "It's my child too," he reasoned. "We're family now."
"Family?" Sakura asked.
"Yes," Syaoran replied. "We are family, don't forget that." She couldn't understand it at the time, but Sakura felt herself smiling all of a sudden. They were family now, but that's just the start.
Family