Author's Note: SOOOOOO sorry for the late update…I had exams. I'm Asian, I study. LOL. Today was the last exam and closing ceremonies. DEEAAATH! OK, without further delay, chapter 10.

Disclaimer: CLAMP owns Cardcaptor Sakura.

Recap

I could see her tears falling down; drop by drop. I did only what I thought needed to be done. I stood up and got on one knee in front of her and embraced her.

"Sorry." I whispered.

I felt her grip tighten on my shirt as she sobbed harder into my chest falling out of her swing seat. I felt the vibration of her cries. I felt the moisture of her sadness as my shirt was being soaked by her tears. I felt horrible…I felt even worse for yelling about her mother…'causing her to remember all these haunting memories…

Something tugged at my heart though…there was something missing…but I didn't want to force her to tell me anymore than she already had. Only time would tell…

"Syaoran…" she muffled.

"Hm?"

"Promise me something…" she spoke gently.

"Yeah?"

"Don't tell Tomoyo."

Chapter 10 – Smile

Syaoran's POV

"Sure…"

I let go of Sakura, slowly getting up. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a small girl approaching the two of us ever so cautiously.

"Excuse me miss…Can I have my flute back? I have to go now."

A little confused, I gave Sakura a questioning look.

"Oh, I'm sorry, here." She handed the flute she used earlier to the small girl.

"Did it make you happy?" the girl asked ever-so innocently.

Sakura nodded with an impassive face. The girl responded by tilting her head to one side and for a moment the two stared at each other.

"Hitomi!"

"Hold on mommy!" The girl turned towards me pulling me down. Cupping my ear she whispered to me: "Take her out for ice cream," and then ran off to her mother.

I glanced back at Sakura who was dusting off her school skirt.

Maybe that's not such a bad idea…

-.-.-

"Hey Sakura…you hungry?"

We were walking down one of the main streets of Shibuya when I spotted an ice cream parlour ahead of us.

"Um…I guess…"she said quietly.

"Come on, let's go get some ice cream." I tried flashing one of my famous smiles at her but she didn't seem to notice it.

We walked for a couple of meters in awkward silence. It was way to weird for me so I tried striking up a conversation.

"Do you like ice cream?"

Sakura looked at me.

Right…she doesn't want to talk…

I turned away trying to hide my shame.

"Chocolate."

I quickly spun my head around with my eyebrows furrowed.

"I…like chocolate ice cream." Sakura said stressing each word.

I smiled once more at her, happy that she spoke back to me. Sakura noticing my expression, tried to smile back, but ended up curving the ends of her mouth crookedly making an awkward face.

I tried to hold my laughter in, but it still leaked out.

She gave me a questioning look, "what?"

"Nothing, we'll have to work on that."

"Work on what?"

"Never mind that, let's get some ice cream!" I dragged Sakura into the store.

Through the glass, hundreds of colours were laid out two by two making a sort of art palette of different flavours. From raspberry cheesecaketo strawberry pie to French vanilla, everything looked fit to be eaten.

"May I take your order Sir?" asked the man behind the counter.

"I'd like to have one chocolate…and one raspberry cheesecake on cones please."

"Sure, no problem."

I turned to Sakura who was pressing her face against the glass, "do want any toppings?"

She shook her head.

I paid the man and took the ice cream cones handing one to Sakura.

Walking out on to the street again, we headed to a bench.

"So do you like it?"

Not hearing any response, I glanced at Sakura to find her devouring her ice cream.

"Uh…you should slow down – you might get a brain freeze." I added quickly hoping she would listen.

She stopped and licked her lips and smiled at me.

Uh…D-Did…She…SHE JUST SMILED!

I could feel my jaw unhinging itself and dropping down – all the while she went back to eating her ice cream.

Licking mine I couldn't help stare at her.

That smile before…it was a real smile wasn't it?

I felt my heart pounding inside…

"When do we have to go back?"

Shaking myself back into reality I checked my watch.

2:45 PM

2:45…3:00…!!!

"AH! Let's go, we're going to be late!" I latched my arm around Sakura's free arm and sprinted back to where we had begun our day.

-.-.-

Panting I caught sight of a yellow bus and two very intrigued students.

"Syaoran…why are you late…and why are you holding Sakura?" Tomoyo hooked Sakura and pulled her towards the small group.

"Interesting…" Eriol spoke out adjusting his glasses.

"What? Come on! It's not what you think! I mean look at you! Eriol, your face is covered in lip-gloss!"

Tomoyo's face began to redden and Eriol looked away avoiding any eye contact I gave him. Although…that wasn't the strange part…it was Sakura…who was chuckling behind me.

"Sakura?" Tomoyo's eyes were literally popping out of their sockets.

Sakura just stood their still giggling as the teacher came out and ushered us to get into the bus. "Let's get going!

We boarded the bus all baffled at what Sakura had just done.

TBC

Sorry, I know it's short, but with what's going to happen in the future, this seems like a good place to cut it. xD

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