A/N: here's a treat, I know I've been slouching lately. I skipped a week of publishing so I decided to publish two chapters this time around. I don't know how much of a good idea this is but I hope you can review both chapters and I hope you enjoy this one. If it all works out, I might just start publishing two chapters at a time. I want to finish this fan fiction so that I can have time for the other two.

SOMETIME IN APRIL

Chapter 4

Loose ends

Although it was only eight o'clock and the sun had already risen and the morning was still as all summer mornings are. It was very quiet at the Stars bookstore. Outside, the roads were overfilled with girls in school uniform, working men and women and cars. Inside the bookstore, Sakura sat behind the counter which she was supposed to be dusting.

Tomoyo pushed the front door which automatically set the tiny bell above it to ring. She held a box of donuts and a container of coffee in the other hand.

She took a deep breath then looked at her dazed friend.

"Sakura, what are you doing? We only have 30 minutes till we open."

She smiled "Good morning to you too."

Tomoyo sighed and walked over to her. She steadily placed the coffee and the donuts on the counter.

"Thank God you bought donuts." Sakura said grabbing the box.

"Relax they're not all yours." Tomoyo said firmly.

Sakura bit off a huge piece from the donut. She chewed it quickly "I've been craving for this all morning."

"You know what; you can have the other one."

Sakura smiled "Thanks."

Tomoyo leaned her hands on the counter "Did you tell him?"

Sakura stopped chewing then she swallowed hard. She wiped off the chocolate icing from her lips then looked at Tomoyo attentively.

"Did you tell him?" Tomoyo repeated.

Sakura shrugged her shoulders.

"What is that supposed mean….you didn't tell him, did you?" she said apprehensively.

Sakura put the donut back into the box. "Before you get all mad at me, I have a good reason for not telling him." She took a deep breath. "He said that he doesn't like kids."

Tomoyo had a disapproving look on her face.

"I was heart broken." Sakura defended herself "You should have seen him. He was so proud and happy and…I spent the night and realized…"

"Spent the night?" Tomoyo's jaw dropped.

Sakura was trying not to smile "He tricked me into doing it; besides my face was swollen—peanuts and I couldn't tell him. If I was aggressive, he would have seen that something wasn't right. I wanted him to believe I was alright so that I can make a clean gate away. He lives in his own world and I'd be ruining it and I'm scared of rejection—I'm scared he'll reject my unborn child."

Tomoyo lightly hit her friend on the shoulder "Your carrying his child too. What if he does care?"

"He doesn't."

Tomoyo still had a critical look on her face "I still think you should tell him."

Sakura croaked her head and smiled "He's on his flight back to China. On the plus side, I found this website with all this cool baby stuff." She uttered her first words of gladness. Brightening up further she added "I can't wait till I start purchasing his stuff."

"His?" Tomoyo asked now opening the blinds "Isn't it a little too early to tell."

Sakura shrugged her shoulders then smiled "I know it's a boy."

"Sakura, you can't be too sure."

Sakura put her hand to her abdomen. "I'm certain. I can't wait." She cackled with glee.

Tomoyo was happy to see her finally together—at least when it came to her unborn child. As she drew the other blinds she saw a red convertible pull over in front of the store.

She turned around and looked at Sakura "Guess whose here?"

Sakura shrugged.

"Syaoran."

Sakura squinted "Isn't he supposed to be on his way to China…maybe he's here to return my handbag."

"He's getting out of his car." Tomoyo said still watching him.

"Tell him I'm not here." Sakura walked into the staff room where she closed the door and stood still.

Syaoran open the front door and the tiny bell rang. He caught Tomoyo tidying a couple of books on the shelf.

"Good morning." He said firmly.

Tomoyo smiled "Good morning. We don't open till 8:30."

He half smiled back "Uh, that's not what I'm here for." His eyebrows descended and he wore a pensive look. "Where is Sakura?" he said in a hoarse tone.

Tomoyo shrugged "I haven't seen her all morning."

He looked at her intensely; if looks could kill Tomoyo would have been dead already.

Tomoyo felt the sweat break from her forehead "Why don't you come in the afternoon."

One of his eyebrows jerked. He was clearly a man not to be messed around with.

"Tell her I need to talk to her…it's important." He said placing heavy emphasis on the word 'important'.

Tomoyo freaked out. She bit her lip then said hesitantly "She doesn't want to talk to you."

He sighed placing Sakura's handbag on the counter "Tell her I'm not in the mood for childish games."

Tomoyo reckoned what was making him so angry—he found out.

As Sakura stood behind the staff door, she swallowed hard. He's angry voice seeped from under the door. She took a deep breath and opened the door.

He rotated his head to look at her. She stood in the middle of the open door with her hands across her chest. Her honey hair touched her face gently. She wore a pair of skinny jeans that perfectly hugged her delicate frame with a white wrap top.

"What could be so important?" She asked.

He wasn't smiling and her question only provoked him further.

She walked back into the staff room and he followed her. She pretended to be busy. She opened a few cardboard boxes and unpacked the books. He stood at a corner and said nothing at first.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked suddenly.

Sakura shrugged keeping her face away from him "You didn't exactly make it easy for me."

He was quiet again; he still needed a few more seconds to absorb the confirmation. "Am I the father?" it was a stupid question but it was all he could say.

"What do you think?" she said with no trace of emotion.

"How…how could it have happened?" another question that he already knew the answer to. They did not use any contraception…he knew that.

She turned around and looked at him. A heavy book fell from the table and slapped the wooden floor. It made a loud banging noise that killed the tension and coincide with the beat of her heart. It seemed like every dust particle arose from the floor and stuck to their throats making it harder to breathe.

"I have a hunch. It could have been that time you tripped and fell on top of me." she replied with bitter sarcasm.

He faked a chuckle "You're enjoying this. You think it's alright to keep something like this a secret. When were you planning on telling me?"

Sakura turned away from him and picked the book from the floor "How about—never and no, I'm not enjoying this. I wish I was but it's all too much to put up with."

"Never?" His jaw tightened.

"You remember never, you used it yesterday when you said you never want kids."

He moved a few steps closer to her "I didn't know you were preg…" he couldn't say it.

She sighed "What difference does it make? You love your life; I saw it in your eyes. You wouldn't want to let it go just for a child you didn't even plan to have with a woman you didn't mean to sleep with. You managed to keep me your dirty little secret. I don't want our child to be another one of your secrets." Her tone held a mixture of emotions. The argument she had practiced eluded her. She went from thought to thought. She was angry, sad and hurt "I was doing you a favor."

A wave of pain and self-doubt nearly suffocated him "That night we spent together was not something that just happened." He didn't know what it was he was really trying to say.

She stood up and looked at him. He could now see her pleading watery eyes.

"Yes it was." She hugged her body "None of us were prepared; we acted like a couple of crazy teenagers acting purely on our hormones."

"But Sakura…."

"Don't say it." she said hesitantly "There are only two things I need to know."

He was a short distance from her "What is it?" he whispered barely able to contain himself.

A sudden chilling silence descended upon them. A tear flowed from her left eye. She quickly mopped it away. He stretched his hand and he took hold of her shoulder. His hand was so fierce that she winced from the pain but he did notice a thing. He kept his vision on her eyes. He tried to pull her closer to him for a hug but she pulled away as though utterly disgusted or terrified of him.

"How did you find out I was pregnant?" she asked between clenched teeth.

He looked down "You left your handbag and the zip is broken. There was an empty box and…." He stopped talking when he noticed her slightly shake her head.

"Now that you know, what are you going to do about it?"

His eyebrows rose. He folded his hands and held them above his head then folded them across his chest immediately after that. "Honestly…I don't know."

She held her face up high to see better in his face and as he shrugged his shoulders in confirmation, she lost control of herself. She gasped and broke into tears. He saw the agony that came with her face. She buried her face in her hands and started to cry.

He couldn't move, he didn't know what to do but a voice in his head was yelling at him and telling him 'wrong answer'.

"Sakura don't cry please." He begged in the most childlike tone.

She was finding it difficult to breathe.

"What do you want me to say?"

She uncovered her face, her eyes were red and her face was wet. "Say you'll try."

He closed his eyes "Nothing I say is right."

She sniffled.

He took a step back "I'm sorry." He spoke to comfort her though he's spirit was heavy with sorrow.

"Just leave." She muttered with eyes still burning with tears.

"Sakura….."

"Go away! You can pay child support if you wish to. I'll…we'll be just fine without you."

He took a few steps back then nodded. He turned his back then looked at her over his shoulder. He watched her fall apart but all he could do was stop and stare. She didn't want him around. He opened the staff door the closed it behind him. He walked out of the shop without saying goodbye or glimpsing at Tomoyo.

After he was gone, Tomoyo rushed to the staff room. She found Sakura on the floor leaning against the wall. Her face was in her palm. She gasped and sniffled like a little girl. Tomoyo slowly sat next to her.

Sakura drew her head from her palms and looked at Tomoyo "He said he doesn't know."

Tomoyo hugged Sakura "I heard everything."

"I told him it was fine but, I really want him to be there."

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Syaoran opened his eyes startled. Sweat drops had already emerged on his forehead and he was trembling. He couldn't tell if he was awake or still dreaming. It had been his conscious in the form of a nightmare. It was the guilt in his stomach that he could no longer tame.

He sat up and looked at the clock on his bedside table. It was past midnight and he was certain that he would not be able to sleep unless he solved this problem.

Sakura pressed her left hand and forehead on her bedroom window. She observed the raindrops as they slithered down the window pane. The moon rose over the tall buildings where the moonlight extended its ghostly sheet. She slowly moved her hand down and quivered at the sound of thunder. It was something she would never admit but she was afraid to be alone in her apartment during a storm.

It was one of those predictable storms that came with a wind so aggressive it scared the leaves off the branches. She could not sleep. She kept the lights on and thought of what a horrible day it was. She was skeletal from the love that was famished.

She walked into the kitchen and turned on the radio—just another stupid love song. She turned it off and took out a carton of orange juice from the fridge. She threw herself on the living room couch and turned on the television.

Unexpectedly there was a knock on her door that made her want to scream. Her heart was in her throat and she could barely catch her breath. She put the carton of orange juice on the coffee table and walked steadily to the door.

"Who could possibly be here at this time of day?" she asked herself. They were many possible answers to that kind of question.

"Who is it?" she asked putting her ear to the door.

"It's me."

His voice sent shivers down her spine. She swallowed hard and closed her eyes. "What do want?"

There was a short silence before he replied "I want to talk to you."

"Well, I don't want to talk to you." She said slowly opening her eyes.

"Why not?"

She rolled her eyes. He obviously knew why, he probably just wanted her to say it "Go home!"

"I'm sorry." He said sensitively.

"Sorry won't fix anything."

He sighed "Sakura! Please just let me explain. I never meant to make you cry or hurt you."

"You did anyway."

"Sakura—" before he could continue his sentence the voice of a man yelled angrily at him "Will you shut up! We're trying to get some sleep here..."

Syaoran looked at the man peeping from the door next to Sakura's apartment door. The man was bald and middle-aged. Syaoran sighed and banged on Sakura's door "I know that answer was not what you—"

"Get out of here! The lady wants nothing to do with you!"

Syaoran looked at the man again "Will you mind your own business."

The man's jaw drop. He couldn't believe how ill-mannered this young man was being.

"Sakura please!" Syaoran yelled just to put it in the man's face.

Sakura slightly opened the door. She peeped through a tiny space between the doorframe and the door itself.

"Will you shut up and go home. You're waking up the neighbors." She whispered.

"I won't leave until you give me a chance."

Sakura sighed "Then I guess you'll be waiting for an eternity."

"Maybe 'I don't know' was not the right answer."

Sakura closed the door and locked it.

"Fine, it was the wrong answer!" he yelled.

The middle-aged man was still watching Syaoran angrily "You really need to learn to accept rejection. Who would blame her for hating an inconsiderate bastard with the sensitivity of a cabbage like you?"

Syaoran frowned at the man then turned away.

Sakura turned off the television and decided to finally go to bed. She turned off her bedroom lights and sat on the bed.

"I guess he's gone." She said to herself.

"SAKURA! SAKURA!!!! I know you can here me!" Syaoran yelled from outside.

"I spoke too soon." Sakura turned on the lights and walked toward her bedroom window.

It was not raining anymore. He was standing outside looking up at her. He was thankful that she lived on the second floor. She pulled her head out through the window.

"Go home!" she yelled down to him "You're making noise. Damn it Syaoran it's nearly one o'clock."

"I just need you to listen to me; it's about our unborn child!"

"Great! Now the whole world knows I'm pregnant." She thought as she cleared her throat. "Come back tomorrow!"

"I won't be able to get any sleep unless we talk so I'm not leaving."

She pulled her head out from the window and closed the window. She could hear the neighbors shouting at Syaoran and cursing him.

"I'm going to climb up!" he yelled "Did you hear me…I'm coming up." Sakura's jaw drop. He was insane.

She got an idea. She went into the bathroom, filled a bucket with cold water. She opened her bedroom window and looked down at him.

"Hey Syaoran!"

He was still on the ground looking up "Yes!"

Sakura lifted the bucket and poured all the water on him. She giggled and waited to see what he'll do next.

His was completely wet. He chuckled "I understand. I deserved that. Just open the door…please."

Sakura leaned on the window seal. She looked at him looking up at her. He had stolen her heart from the minute they locked eyes when they first met. She knew it in her heart that she did not have the capability to hate him.

She sighed "Come up."

"What! I can't hear you!"

Sakura sighed again "You can come in now."

He smiled then rushed back into the building, up the stairs to her apartment door.

Sakura opened the front door. His hair was wet and clung to his face. His eyes were bright and he was smiling like the sun had just come out. The green t-shirt he was wearing clung to his muscles…his chest…his six pack (A/N alright, I'm sure you already get the idea—he looks very sexy (blushes -.-).

She looked right in his face. He stared at her eagerly catching at the hope of what a single word meant.

After a long interval of awkwardness, he spoke in a gentle voice "I'm here now…" he said

The young man was bleary eyed from exhaustion. He took a deep breath "I don't want to miss out. I'm going to be there for our….our child; that's if you let me."

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A/N: I liked this chapter, better than the last. The hardest bit was coming up with the name of Sakura's and Tomoyo's book store. I came up with 'Stars book store' which I think is kind of lame. If you have a better name let me know because I'll be referring to the bookstore a lot. Tell me what you thought of this chapter by pressing this button below. Even if you thought it was wack. If they are any errors sry, I've been making a few errors lately only because I'm writing more than one story and I'm always in a rush to edit. Speaking of other stories…….

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IMPORTANT NOTICE

I'm sorry but if you are reading my other stories (Engaged and Underage and Define Sanity), I'm going to take even longer to update them. I got three fan fiction ideas at once and I couldn't wait to put them up. Writing three stories at once isn't as easy as I thought it would be and the reviews were slightly disappointing considering the amount hours I use up writing each chapter for each story. At some point it was also stressing. The choice was hard but, right now I'm concentrating on Sometime in April because it gets the most reviews. It'll probably be 10 to 12 chapters long. I love the other two fan fictions so I will complete them just not anytime soon. Please don't be disappointed, thanks for all the great reviews.

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