They sparkled like twin diamonds together, laughing and dancing. Two girls could not look less alike physically but they transmitted identical fields of pure joy that night. One was willowy and soft spoken and almost delicate looking beside her dancing parter. The other looked athletic and strong, holding her partner firmly but gently. Their laughter woven together was discordant in an oddly harmonic way, the loud brash bark and the tinkling response.
They were in great danger of outshining the blushing bride who shone like the sun filling up the room. She ran to the couple and kissed them both, gushing that she loved them and would write to them every day when she was on her honeymoon.
"I never thought I would be happy to see Syaoran-kun marry another girl. But I love Sakura-chan like my own cousin now," Meiling smiled at her companion, "I'm not like you, you would have loved happily forever."
"I love her too," said Tomoyo and shook her head slightly, "but not like I love you."
Meiling beamed at her and pulled her into a brief kiss and rested her forehead against her lover's.
"I heard that your cousins think that there'll be another family wedding before the year is out," Tomoyo nodded towards Syaoran's scheming siblings, who were studying them intently from the other side of the room.
"Do you want one?" asked Meiling. Tomoyo smiled enigmatically.
"It would be for them more than for us. We already know that we will always be together. They just want to dress us up and pick flower displays."
Meiling poked her midriff playfully.
"Like you and Sakura's wedding?" she teased.
"Exactly," replied Tomoyo and kissed her partner's cheek tenderly.
