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Getting Over You
by Totally Kawaii
a CardCaptor Sakura fic
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Amor animi arbitrio sumitur, non ponitur
- We choose to love, we do not choose to cease loving.
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Summary: Five years ago, Sakura left Syaoran brokenhearted. Now they meet again, heirs to rival agencies. He's engaged and supposedly in love and she isn't. They still haven't gotten over each other, no matter how much they fool themselves otherwise.
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Disclaimer: Why do I need to do this? No, I do not own CCS, because if I did, I would be making a hell lot more sequels and stuff.
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This is not a one-shot. I plan on making more chapters. Sorry that this took so long.
I dedicate this chapter to my kawaiiest little cousin, who made me especially happy now that she came up with yet 3 more original reasons to hate me. Aww… I know you love me anyway. Sorry, dearest cousin, but I have writer's block. –evil Eriol's look- Ohohohohoho… ;
Okay, I updated this and now Chapter Two and Three are lengthened and together! Okay. I'm now working on Chapter Five… or Four. Whatever.
This is dedicated to NuttPea, who is my beta-reader. You rock! Review and I might take to updating sooner… even despite my ginormous (is that even a word?) writer's block. O.o
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Chapter Two:
Sakura ran into the endless night.
The sunset had vanished into the murky, foreboding fog, and still she ran. She couldn't stop running – couldn't stop crying.
Why did he have to propose? She had no other choice except to break his heart. Why today? Why?
And through it all, the stupid conversation that she'd had earlier with her father echoed through her head.
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"No, Daddy! I don't want to!" Sakura was crying into her father's shirt. "I want to stay here, with Syaoran. Dad!"
"Sakura, darling," Fujitaka Kinomoto reasoned with his daughter. "You are the heir to my… our spy empire! Touya's in charge of all the public views with the company and our income, but you get to do the actual the spy stuff for Alpha. Isn't it exciting, honey?"
Sakura continued sobbing hysterically. In the brief instant her father tried to make it sound exciting and appealing, her heart had broken into a million pieces. "But I don't want to leave Tomoeda and train – for five whole years! Why do I need to do this mission alone? I don't want to leave!"
"Sakura…" She forced herself looked up, her ears prickling at her father's no-nonsense tone. "This is what's best for Alpha and for you. You get to learn self-defense! You get to meet new people!"
"But I can't get in touch with the old people. You're disconnecting me from my old life!" She thought of Syaoran's face, her heart pulsing with love for him. How was she going to explain this to him? Would his heart break… just as hers was doing right now? Biting her lip, she struggled not to show her weakness any longer. She would not cry anymore… not in front of him.
"Nonsense, Tomoyo will still be with you – and we've also recruited Rika, Chiharu and Naoko! There… isn't that better? Now, that's my final word. You leave with Tomoyo tonight. You have to view the headquarters since you're my daughter. Go."
Sakura stared at him coldly, brushing away the remnants of tears. "All right, Father. Now, if you excuse me, I have a date with Syaoran to get ready for."
After an hour of heart-wracking tears with Tomoyo by her side, Sakura washed her face, erasing all signs of misery. She then attempted to puzzle out how to gently break this to him... resulting in more tears.
Finally, 7:00 came and, as punctual as ever, the doorbell rang. Putting on an extra-happy smile, Sakura walked downstairs to get the door. To face Syaoran…
… And heartbreak for the second time that day.
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Sakura hurried back home. It was almost time to leave – not that she wanted to. Tomoyo was there, packing. Sakura sweatdropped when she saw all of the clothes.
"Do you really need everything, Tomoyo?" she asked hesitantly, and flinched when Tomoyo shrieked back her reply.
"Of course I do!" Then, Tomoyo peered closer at her quiet best friend. "What's wrong?"
"It's Syaoran," Sakura cried, breaking down again.
"You dumped him?" asked Tomoyo in a defeated tone. She had known her best friend would do this eventually. Still, the deed had stabbed Sakura deep.
"Yes…" Sakura choked out. "And you know what's worse? He proposed to me. But I refused because of this mission. And I really love him – but now he'll hate me forever."
Tomoyo merely stayed quiet, sometimes murmuring reassurances or hugging her tightly. By the time they had to leave, Sakura was feeling much better.
"Arigatou, Tomoyo," Sakura whispered, clutching half of the baggage listlessly. She still hadn't recovered from the intense heartbreak. "…for everything."
"No problem." Tomoyo smiled.
Inside, however, she was frowning severely. Ever since those two had first met – rather bitter rivals – she had always, always known they were meant to be. Heck, even a blind, deaf, mute baka could tell.
The chemistry was so intense; sparks had flown. They were totally destined. Deep inside of her, Tomoyo knew that they would definitely encounter Syaoran again. And hopefully this time around, Destiny would be a little kinder.
She looked at Sakura, her best friend since kindergarten. The one who was always caring for others, and often their problems hit her worse than her own. This dilemma, however, seemed to be a heartache from which there was no return.
Smiling reassuringly, Tomoyo took Sakura's hand in her own chilled one.
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"I can't believe it…" was the hollow thought that ran in his mind as he slowly made his way home.
Eriol was beside him, for once not flashing any of his oh-so-annoying grins. He looked as subdued as Syaoran, but perhaps not quite as miserable. His crush on Tomoyo was currently major, but it was only a crush – an infatuation or attraction. It was still quite an impact to find out the news. He was walking strangely, almost drunkenly. Syaoran's muscles were slack as he recalled the past few hours.
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"Class, I have an announcement," Terada-sensei said loudly.
Syaoran, only half paying attention, was squirming in his seat, waiting for Sakura. He needed to ask her why she refused him yesterday, but he froze when he heard his teacher's next words.
"Tomoyo and Sakura have moved, urgently. Her father did reveal any further information, but wherever they are, we wish them a safe trip. Rika, Chiharu and Naoko will also be moving once this term ends."
Syaoran didn't hear much after that. His brain was trying to comprehend the fact that there would be no more Sakura laughing… Sakura crying… Sakura being late… and all the things that made her Sakura in his life. Then, a thought slipped in – had she left because of him? She couldn't have… could she?
The only one near as tortured as him was Eriol – who had a crush on Tomoyo and would have loved it to develop into something more. Her other so-called 'fans' merely sighed at losing the prettiest girls in school before drooling over another slut. The shallow bastards.
But Sakura and Tomoyo were gone and it was too late. He should have stopped her – he should have…
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"Xiao Lang," barked his mother. Syaoran immediately stood at attention, withdrawing reluctantly from his thoughts. Then he noticed the slightest glimmer at the corner of her eyes. Were those… tears?
He gaped at his mother. His mother, as the strong Mistress of the Li Clan, couldn't afford to be weak. She had to be strong, outside and in. But here she was, openly brushing away the salty drops clustering at the edge of her eyes, unabashedly. The world seemed to have gone upside down.
"I am sorry to say that your father has died while conducting some… business with our rivals, Alpha. It has something to do with a spy organization your father led, called Wolves. As his heir, you will need to undergo extensive training for five years, and eventually a mission. Don't worry– Eriol, Takashi, Meiling and her sister Kasumi will be coming with you."
Unlike Sakura, Syaoran did not dare argue with his mother. He merely nodded, tight-lipped and went to his room to pack. What was there left?
With Sakura gone, life had no meaning. Might as well do what his mother said. Syaoran looked out his window at the cherry blossom tree for what would be the last time in five years as he vowed. After my training, I will find you… Sakura.
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... five years later...
"Ohayo, Miss Kinomoto," came the collective mumble as a confident young woman strode down the stainless steel halls.
Sakura Kinomoto, heir to Alpha, was now a figure to be respected and feared in the community. She had mastered all beginning techniques ferociously and was now advancing to lessons years ahead of her.
She was also a brilliant, natural leader – not to mention very cheerful and bright. Over the course of five brutally tough years, she had grown into the most gorgeously lethal operative in the history of Alpha.
The 23-year-old was to see her father, who would debrief her for the mission. This mission was to not only test all the skills she learned and to see if she was ready to be the leader of Alpha, but to also see how good their rival, Wolves, was.
On the way, she straightened her tank top and the flowing skirt that flattered her curves. Tomoyo had discovered her and Sakura's growing curves from way before but only now was discovering how to work those to her advantage. Sakura admitted that she had improved from the frilly, poofy disasters over the past 8 years and wouldn't mind being buried in one of her more… respectable creations.
"Otou-san," Sakura greeted, a little distantly, as Fujitaka Kinomoto surveyed his only daughter.
She was now a figure of almost legendary proportions in her prowess and worthy to take over, but this one mission would confirm that. He was already immensely proud of her and would always be, no matter what.
"Sakura, dearest heart, your mission is to get a particular Diamond, capable of storing a tremendous amount of energy, located somewhere in the Caribbean. The American government has placed it in a remote location. You will need to shut down the technology and cameras and steal it manually."
Sakura pouted – her team excelled at sneaking and stealing things, buttechnology? Naoko was their most advanced expert; simple codes and hack-ins were fine, but move into more complicated areas and their plan would disintegrate.
"And most importantly, you must do this before Wolves does. Any questions?"
Sakura resigned herself and asked instead, "Who will be with me? I will not have any guys on my team, Daddy. I know from experience that they don't listen to me, think they're better than me and are too busy drooling and practicing pick-up lines to act seriously."
She ticked off all their flaws on her fingers, a smile tugging at the corners of her pink lips. The top lip arched perfectly over full lower lips, giving her a natural pout that melted anyone's iron-clad defenses.
Fujitaka chuckled at his daughter's very graphic description of the males that had come into contact with her. "Don't worry – it's your usual: Tomoyo, Rika, Chiharu and Naoko – any objections?"
Sakura shook her head and kissed her father lightly on the cheek. "I love you, Dad."
"I love you too, sweetheart. Now come back in one piece." Grinning, Sakura nodded and left her Dad's office – or rather, her soon-to-be office.
Fujitaka Kinomoto watched his only daughter worriedly. She reminded him so much of Nadeshiko, before she had died from her second childbirth. Shaking that unhappy thought from his head, he stretched a little before starting to tackle the mounting pile of reports.
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Syaoran Li strode down the empty hallway, his loud boots echoing dully. All those years of training had developed him even more into a well-built young man, albeit a cold one.
He was handsome, icily so. His piercingly soulful amber eyes and messy chestnut hair added to his looks. He was here for his debriefing and he was looking forward to acing a mission against Alpha. He had advanced just as much as Sakura and was as skilled, not that he knew it.
"Agent Li, reporting for duty, Mother," Syaoran reported dully. His mother looked him over carefully, thinking about his change. From the surly child, to the even surlier teen, to the smiling, laughing gentleman and now, finally, back to being a brusque young man. Yelan missed Sakura and the changes she brought out in Xiao Lang. But the past was past and this mission was to test their future leader.
"Xiao Lang, your mission is to get a Diamond capable of storing a multitude of energy manually, after shutting down all the technological aspects." Syaoran winced – the technological part was cake, but he admitted to himself that manual bits weren't really their strong point.
"Do this before Alpha does and no –" Yelan continued before Syaoran had time to ask. " – you will not be partners with any female other than Meiling and Kasumi."
"Good," Syaoran said contemptuously. "The girls are too busy giggling over me and checking their make-up to manage the assaults." He was used to such things. Even at thirteen he had been attractive, to say the least.
"Good luck, Xiao Lang. The reputation of Wolves is dependant on you," his mother bid him gravely. Syaoran merely nodded curtly and left. Yelan Li looked at her son's departing back and shook her head.
Making his way to his team, Syaoran smirked. The mission sounded easy. Syaoran Li never truly smiled or laughed these days. It was usually just a hollow chuckle or ironic smirk without a certain green-eyed goddess ironing out his frown. He shook his head. Ever since his mother had engaged him to Kasumi, he'd sworn not to think of Sakura again… no matter how much he missed her.
His mother… oh, how she had irked him when she engaged him to Kasumi after a few years of moping. But that was that and he had to deal with it. Or else, his mother had threatened, she would engage him to Nakuru.
He shuddered. Even the frigid Syaoran Li cowered at the thought of being in contact with hyperactive Nakuru 24/7. So, he had acknowledged the fact that this would not change and forced himself to think like he loved Kasumi. His will was so strong he truly believed he did love her, more than Sakura. He wasn't happy, but he would be content with a wife and his dangerous double life as a spy. Nothing could make him give his spy life up. It was everything to him… right?
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Ooh… the plot thickens! Yay! Please review, this will tell me what you think about the story and what to improve (especially if the story plot is a little confusing). Planning to update real soon. Arigatou.
-insert more evil laughter here-
Kawaii!!!
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