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Lost Heart
Chapter 11
Sakura stood in the dressing room staring at her reflection. It was true, she did look healthy now. Her skin was glowing and her hair was much fuller and shinier. She cocked her head to one side as she looked at her stomach. It protruded a little more than normal, even though her weight was still pretty low.
Sakura found herself running towards the bathroom for the fifth time that morning. She sat on the floor, waiting see if it would happen again. There was a soft knock on the door.
"Sakura-chan? Are you alright?"
Sakura opened the door. Tomoyo looked at her, concerned. "Oh. Hello Tomoyo-chan."
Tomoyo lifted Sakura up. "What's wrong? Are you sick?"
Sakura shook her head. "I don't think so. My stomach's been queasy for a while but that's it."
"Well, okay, but if it gets worse let me know. You've got a little bloat in your stomach too. Sorry if that offends you, I don't mean it like that. It could be an infection right? You're a doctor Sakura."
Sakura nodded. "Stomach bloat is usually due to an infection. I only hope my dress still fits."
Tomoyo smiled. "It will. And you will look lovely."
Sakura pulled her dress on and Tomoyo laced the back. Sakura gasped when she caught a glimpse of her reflection. "You never cease to amaze me Tomoyo-chan. It's beautiful."
Tomoyo beamed. "Thank you! At least you don't stick out quite as much. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go tend to Meilin. Hair and make-up is down the hall. There should be a stylist ready for you now."
Sakura smiled as she made her way down the hall. She was so happy for Meilin and Touya. The sounds of laughter and chatter bubbled up the hall to meet her. It was apparent that all the other bridesmaids were already there. Most of them stopped and looked at her when she entered the room. Sakura was used to it. Her auburn hair and emerald eyes weren't exactly common.
The stylist squealed in delight and pulled her into a chair. He fluffed her hair. "Ah, yes. Lady Meilin wasn't lying about your beautiful hair." He then inspected her face, deep in thought. "Gorgeous. Pregnant women have such beautiful skin."
"Hoe?!" Sakura sputtered. "I'm not pregnant!" How could she be? Her body hadn't been healthy enough to have a period for over a year.
The stylist frowned. "No? I was so sure. Your skin is flawless. I've never seen skin like this on a woman who wasn't pregnant. Oh well, lucky girl!"
Sakura sat still and silent while he worked on her hair. Was it possible? It would explain some things. Fear gripped Sakura and squeezed her tight. There was no way that she could have gotten pregnant with Michael.
"Gah! Stop that!" Sakura rushed back to reality as the stylist hissed at her.
"What?" She asked, staring at him.
"You're blanching! Don't think about whatever you were thinking about. I want to put as little make-up as possible on your perfect skin! Happy! Be happy!"
Sakura pushed her fears aside for now and focused only on standing at the alter to support her friend and her brother.
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Sakura took her place at the alter and smiled at her brother. He looked very handsome in the suit Tomoyo designed for him. The old English style tail coat really suited him. He winked at her and gave her thumbs up. The music stopped and everyone stood as the bridal march began playing. The doors opened and revealed Meilin, dazzling in her gown with her long hair swirled up into an elegant up do. Syaoran led her down the aisle, smiling proudly as he looked at his dear cousin.
The wedding was short but beautiful. It was a wonderful ceremony and it was quite obvious that Touya and Meilin were in love and that they were both very happy.
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"I'd like to propose a toast to my wonderful little sister, without whom I would not have met Meilin. She is proof that not all monsters are completely evil."
"Touya!"
Everyone erupted in laughter. Touya raised his glass and winked at Sakura. "You know I love you Sakura." He said as she hid her blushing cheeks behind her napkin.
She smiled and stood. "Yes Touya, I do." She raised her glass. "And now a toast to you, Onii-chan, may you shrink greatly since I appear to have stopped growing. I would still like to squash you under my foot."
Laughter rang through the crowd again and Sakura raised her glass in response. "Congratulations."
The night proceeded with the dances. Aiko twirled around the dance floor smiling at everybody and dancing when there was no music. Syaoran scooped her into his arms and walked over to Sakura.
"Are you feeling better today?" He asked.
Sakura nodded. "I did feel sick earlier, but I feel fine now."
Syaoran smiled. "That's good. If you'll excuse me, I promised my little girl to a dance." The two of them twirled onto the dance floor, Aiko squealing in delight.
"May I have this dance?"
Sakura turned around. Touya held his hand out. Sakura smiled and took it. "Why of course." She said as he led her out.
"So tell me, have you been feeling sick long?"
Sakura frowned. "No. It only started the day I got her. I thought it was from the flight, but it's lasted all week. Tomoyo thought it might be an infection since m stomach has been bloated."
Touya nodded. "Well, that is a possibility." He slipped a box into her purse. "Just to be sure okay? I think it might be something else."
Sakura frowned again. "What?"
Touya shook his head. "Just check okay?"
"Okay." Sakura said as Touya spun her off and grabbed Tomoyo for his next dance.
"Oh, way to steal a lady." Eriol called after him. He turned to Sakura, smiling. "Shall we dance?"
Sakura took his offered hand.
"I need your advice Sakura."
"Sure Eriol. I'll do my best to help."
Eriol smiled. "Well, as you know, Tomoyo and I have been dating for almost a year now. I think she's the one Sakura. Do you think she feels the same?"
Sakura laughed. "Of course Eriol! You two are perfect for each other. You have to ask her."
Eriol looked at her. "You're sure? What if she rejects me?"
Sakura smiled. "I'm positive Eriol. She won't reject you. She loves you."
Eriol led Sakura back to her seat. "Thank you Sakura. I'm glad you helped me."
Sakura patted his arm. "It was my pleasure, Eriol."
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Syaoran opened the hotel room door and quietly slipped inside. He put Aiko into her room and closed her door.
"Kero's sleeping already. Just put the cake in the fridge."
Sakura put the piece of cake in the fridge and noticed the box Touya had put into her purse. It was wrapped in white paper with the instructions to not open it unless alone.
"I'll be in the washroom, Syaoran."
"Okay."
Sakura closed the door behind her and tore off the wrapping. Her heart froze as she saw the pregnancy test. 'Oh my God.' Sakura thought. She cried silently as she pulled it out of the box.
A couple minutes later, she dared to look at the results.
Sakura came out of the bathroom, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Oh, hey babe. That new movie you wanted to see is…hey! What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Sakura held up the stick. "What the…? Oh my God, are you serious?"
Sakura nodded. Syaoran smiled and hugged her. "Oh Sakura this is wonderful! I have to tell my family!"
Sakura grabbed his hand from the phone. "You…you can't Syaoran. We need to talk first."
Syaoran sat down. "Okay. What's wrong?"
Sakura sat down beside him. "I'm still engaged to Michael." She felt Syaoran tense beside her as she began to cry again. "I didn't tell you because you looked so angry. I'm so stupid Syaoran. He's going to kill me. I can't have this baby. He'll know it's not his. I haven't had a period in over a year."
Syaoran sat silent. No words could explain what he was feeling. Sakura had just ripped his heart in half and now she was talking about abortion. For the first time in years, tears fell from his eyes.
"I'll understand if you want me to leave." Sakura was saying but no words came from Syaoran's mouth. He just sat in stunned silence as she returned to the bathroom.
He pulled the small box out of his pocket. The small diamond ring shined in the light. How could he have missed it? The signs were obvious. If Michael had been her ex, she wouldn't have let him into the apartment and she would have pressed charges for what he did to her. Syaoran slammed his fist on the table and cursed under his breath. Right now, he had to make sure Sakura was okay and that she didn't kill their baby. He stood and walked to the bathroom were he could hear Sakura crying.
"Sakura? Please let me in. We have to work this out. I don't want you to go." Syaoran said quietly against the door.
He heard Sakura sniff and stand. Shortly after, the door was opened and he slipped inside. Sakura looked terrible. Her makeup was smeared everywhere and she had been tugging at her hair, making it stand all over the place.
"What is it?" She asked hoarsely.
Syaoran cleared his throat. "Please don't kill our baby."
Sakura gasped and immediately she began crying again. "Oh, Syaoran! I'm so sorry. I should have told you! You understand, don't you?" She threw herself on the ground, clutching the hem of his shirt and staring desperately up at him. "Please tell me you do!"
Syaoran grabbed Sakura's hands and knelt down on the floor in front of her. "Of course I do." He pulled her into a tight embrace. "We'll deal with Michael when the time comes. Let's just focus on you and the baby, okay?"
Sakura's sobbing eased and her breathing slowed to normal shortly. Syaoran held her until she fell asleep and then carried her to their bedroom where he laid her down and slept beside her, holding her close.
Okay, sorry if you found this chapter a little short, I've already started on the next chapter so it will be out either the end of this week or early next week.
I've only been to two weddings, my mom's and my dad's and I remember next to nothing of the actual ceremony. I think they're pretty short though...however, I remember telling my mom I was bored at her wedding...oops...
So go ahead and review...it's just down there...please?
