Syaoran Li x Sakura Kinomoto:

Is there a happy ending?

(Clave99Niebla)

Flashback:

"Sakura Kinomoto… will you accept my feelings?"

"O-o-…"

Her body was shaking.

"I will… take that as a yes."

Then he leaned closer, fondled her cheek and started to kiss her, passionately for quite a long time in the center of the park, next to a three.

'S-Syaoran-kun? What is this, this… feeling…?

No!'

She immediately pulled back and slapped his cheek.

"W-what are you-… What are you doing?!"

"Sakura?"

"No! D-don't… don't look at me!"

She quickly swung around just to run away.

"Sakura, wait!"

'Why, why, why? I thought I could handle this, I really did. So, why did it have to turn out like this?! She must think that I'm a crazy, mentally sick freak by now and tomorrow my whole reputation is ruined. Not caused I had one before, but at least people would leave me alone instead of bugging me!'

Chapter three:

Some bitches never learn:

The sound from a repeatedly ringing alarm clock echoed through the small hallway on the second floor. The door was ajar to the girl's carbon black room while the curtains were pre-wired for the window. Light was covered with dark shadows and wherever you glanced you barely could distinguish the difference in contours and shapes of different furnishings and objects. The girl who laid in the bed under the bedspread pressed her face against the bottom sheet and tried to asphyxiate herself by covering her mouth and nose but in the meantime she actually gave up now and then as it was required for her to rip hold of the bedspread and panicked sit up in the bed to catch her breath and get ready for a new suicidal commitment. The clock approached 7'o clock and in a few minutes she knew that her brother would be knocking on the door and exhorting her to wake up.
Then she just had to bite in the sour apple, hit the deck and get dressed. Yeah, right, why not? Maybe she deserved some long-lasting suffering after what she did to Syaoran before the devil would allow her to breathe in for the last time and entering the inferno?
Just to accept fact, the time hadn't yet come for her to decease.

'Well, perhaps I could surprise him for once?'

With the thought on her mind she pulled herself up out of the bed, opened the curtains and headed over to her wardrobe.

"Sakura…" Her brother called from outside a few minutes later.

'Alright, time to make him a favor these last days when I still do exist.'

"Yes, brother. Give me a nine or teen and I will get downstairs!"

"Great, then I will… fix the last… stuff, of the… break-fast…" The brother rubbed his eyes and yawned weary as he just were about to turn around, when he slightly realized…

'Wait… Sakura, awake?' Not even his Japanese could he utter in the right order and in correct sentences right now.

'Eh, whatever…'

Kitchen:

"Oh, please don't overwork, onee-chan, if you continue like this you will never withstand your standard of living. Let me take care about the breakfast from here on, okay?"

"What's up with you today, little monster? Did you sleep on the right side for once?"

The older brother teased as he grabbed the pancake covered plate from her grasp.

'Don't let it get to you, Sakura!'

"T-then…"

The strawberry blonde felt how it "tugged at the corners".

"Then, at least let me set the table!"

She offered and made haste against the platter cabinet.

"Alright, alright, it's good that you want to help me."

A few minutes later:

"These are delicious, onee-chan!"

Sakura praised as she took a big bite of the pancake piece on her fork.

"Thanks, doubt you would make a better job yourself though."

He childishly gave her a defiant look and smiled confidently.

"You're…"

'Calm down, calm down, don't let he get to-…'

"Oh, Sakura, what happened last evening? As soon as you got home you wouldn't even greet me before you rushed upstairs. Is something wrong?"

'Oh no, a sensitive subject…!'

"Ha-ha, o-onee-chan, ehm…"

"Sakura, tell me." This time he really stared into her eyes, sincerely, with clasped hands before his nose and mouth, elbows placed on the table.

'E-ehm…'

"It's, it's nothing!" This time she wouldn't avert her eyes at all.

Later on:

"Fine, then I believe you." The brown head stood up from the table and began to clean up.

"O-onee-chan, I'm not ready yet!" She objected and bolted the food.

"You'll get five minutes." He smirked softly and dragged a hand through his boy tousled hair.

Li's residence:

'Okay, okay, I might have overdose it a little, but come on, being dumped by your best friend? Doesn't I deserve this?"

Syaoran lied in the couch and watched TV. Some soap opera with an unsuccessful, tragic relationship, ending in tears and despair. Well, this was the third time he re-watched this shit, but honestly, what should he otherwise do with a poignant grief?

'What did I do wrong?'

Classroom:

"Tomoyo-chan!" Kinomoto's voice echoed through the classroom as she caught the classmates' attention.

"Oh, Sakura-chan!" She greeted with a smile from where she sat in the rear row of seats one step from the windows.

"I'm sorry for leaving so suddenly yesterday, I…"

'Ehm…'

"I forgot that it was my turn to cook dinner, and-…"

"Oh, please don't worry about that, Sakura-chan."

Tomoyo grabbed her hands and patted her head.

"It's alright, see?"

Then she once again, alike the other day, leaned closer to whisper in her ear:

"I won't spill anything, you can count on me."

'T-Tomoyo-chan?'

Maybe her reputation wasn't ruined after all?

Then, a moment afterwards… these bitches showed up.

"Oh, Sakura-san?" Called this platina blonde with these curly curls and high heeled stilettos in a jeering tone.

"We heard that you and your… could I say "boy-fri-end" had a little discussion yesterday?" Continued the other one with brown, straight hair and a perfectly cut bang right above the eyes.

"Leave her alone, Alexie..."

Objected Tomoyo in a small voice.

"Could you tell us what it was about?" And the third, an orange, carrot colored alike head with big, blue, icy eyes, silver jewelry.

'As if they didn't already know…'

"How is that your concern? If I have something on my mind that I want to share with you I might as well have done it, wouldn't I?"

Sakura just shrugged of the annoyance and perked.

"Did you perhaps… dumped him?"

"How… how could you even come up with something like that?!"

"Ha, you're hesitating!"

"That's just ridiculous."

She stood up from her seat and passed by the bitches.

"Where are you going?"

"Somewhere, I won't tolerate this kind of crap."

"Oh, but, if the rumors now is true… would you of any chance… let us take him?"

'W-what?!'

"… I'm out."

She stole the bag discreetly from the place beside her bench before she slinked away and headed out of the classroom again.

'I mean, who cares about my reputation? I can live on being a loner who's soon gonna vanish for all eternity!'

"Sakura-chan, wait!" Tomoyo shouted and ran off after her.

Catch up:

"C-could you please slow down for-… for a moment?" The black haired panted.
She had never been someone with a good fettle.

"Fine!" Sakura replied with determined steps as she halted.

"What do you want? Why did you run after me, aren't you just like all the others? Not to mention that you are the gossip telltale and have always been!"

"Sakura-chan…" Tomyo looked up from her crouched position with a concerned face.

"Try to understand that I am not like the rest. Sakura-san, all this time I have tried to be friendly towards you, can you not tell that? Do you not understand that I am trying to be polite and that I want to be your friend? I like you, miss Sakura-chan...".

"But still… you told the teachers about my asthma in third grade, remember, even though you promised me not to? You should just have known how much I have been struggling to fix that problem! And, daily I hear you and your splatter-girlfriends talk shit about some other, unfortunate soul at this school!"

"That is… that is because… it comes to my nature. Just like when you and Li-kun bootleg wine bottles to the upper classmen, which…"

"Wait, have you told our homeroom teacher about that stuff too?!"

"I, I might have… B-but Sakura, I, I never meant to-…"

"You fucking daughter of a bitch! Oh, I hate this!"

And then she once again ran off through the corridor. A lot of students gave her dismissal and confused gazed but she really wouldn't mind that. Instead she grabbed her phone from her pocked and send a text message to Syaoran.

"I love you and I hope you know that. I'm sorry for what I did yesterday and I really mean it, it's just… Syaoran Li, I will never forget you, just like I love you with my body, heart and soul to death. If you read this message please don't reply. If you want me to stay alive please act. If it doesn't matter to you, how could my life possible matter to me either?! I adore you and I always will! /Your: Sakura Kinomoto."

With tears splashing down her cheeks she let the short hair whip in the wind as she ran in record speed, literally.

'Alright, guess I could just jump off a bridge or something?'

Li's residence:

Syaoran heard the beep but he was too busy to watch the shitty crap as he wouldn't even come up with the thought to reach for the mobile.

'I wonder who that could be. Oh well…' In the end he actually did move his lazy ass and grabbed the object from the coffee table.

'W-what? Sakura…?'

'Sakura!' The boy rushed over to the entrée of the house. He flung on the jacket and pulled on his shoes as he quickly headed outside, almost as quickly as he forgot to lock the door.

'Her' view:

'Eh, fuck the bridge, I will only get wet. Guess I will go home instead and see if I can find a knife.' And that was exactly what she did.

At Kinomoto's residence:

Sakura opened the entrance door and headed inside. She locked it behind her quietly and kept a lookout so that her brother wouldn't be home, if he forgot something on his way to work, that do happens sometimes. Luckily enough he wasn't. She sighed and laced off her shoes, then went into the kitchen next doors to look for a knife in the BBQ cutlery box. She found one and smirked for herself.

'Goodbye, Sakura.'

In the bathroom:

'What to say?' She thought about it for a moment.

"I thank my legs for always carrying me, my arms for always supporting me, my brain for always creating my thoughts 24/7. Oh, and, I do also wish to thank dear Li, my dad and brother for always being there for me when I need them. But, by now, it's time to say goodbye."

She took the sharp knife and knifed herself with a small cut through the wrist, just to see how it would feel.

"O-ouch… O-one more time."

Searching:

'Where is she? Where is she?"

He had searched around for a while now at all thinkable places but still wouldn't seem to find her.

'Wait a little… I know it! That I didn't think about 'that place' earlier.'

Bathroom:
"I-I'm feeling… dizzy…" She muttered after a while as everything started to blur up before her view and before she knew it… she fell down and collided with the floor.

Syaoran:

"S-S…" Finally he had caught up, though he didn't seem to be able to sound anything more than these repeatable, jagged characters.

"S-S…" He had completely forgotten about his own breathing problems as he were slightly exhausted after all the haunting, as he now… just stood there, stiffened.
That, that girl… just was just… lying there… Just lying there, on the floor. Did she… did-… still-…?

With unsteady steps he walked over to her without even moving his eyes from her lifeless body, even a centimeter… He crouched down beside her and lifted her upper body up in his arms.

"S-Sakura? H-hey…" He tried without getting any reply, of course.

The knife lied next to her other side on the floor. Her body was surrounded by bloodstains. He fondled her cheek and pressed his forehead against hers to measure her temperature.

'The… the ambulance!' The brown eyed boy reached for the phone in her pocket as he shaky pressed the buttons.

"Y-yeah, hi… there is… there is a girl who doesn't breathe hear, c-could you p-please send me an ambulance?!" Even though he tried not to his voice sounded desperate.

"Does this person even live?"

"O-of course she… does…"

"What's the address?"

"I-it's-…"

'Sakura… n-no! P-please, tell me that this is a dream?'

(So, that was the third chapter. Any comments? ;) )