Um, sooo... I can't remember if I mentioned it, but in this story their relationship moves fairly fast. There's like two halves to the story, so, yep.
The theatre they were at was packed full of hundreds of people all waiting to see the performance of the famous opera singer, Tomoyo Daidouji. Thankfully the weather had cooled down a bit as they neared autumn, so the theatre wasn't so stifling as it might have been during the earlier summer.
Sakura sat with Syaoran in the VIP seats, thanks to Tomoyo's tickets, and they would be meeting with her after her performance.
"Wow, you can really see everything from here." Syaoran murmured.
"I know. I'm so lucky I have Tomoyo as my best friend." Sakura giggled.
"Yes, you are." He chuckled. "Not only do you get free tickets, but you also get good seats."
Sakura gave him a smug smile, pleased with herself. Then, the lights dimmed and for a moment everything was dark. Then, the stage lights centred around a figure. Tomoyo started to sing, her voice filling the halls and Sakura relaxed. She had always found Tomoyo's voice to be calming.
She was so entranced by the calm and gentle music that she didn't realise the show had ended until there was a deafening round of applause for the songstress.
Sakura looked to Syaoran with a bright smile, "Isn't she incredible?"
"Yes, she is." Syaoran agreed, "I'm glad I got to see her perform live."
Sakura stood, "Come on, let's go see her!"
He stood, and she took his hand, leading him to Tomoyo's dressing room where she would be waiting. It took longer than they wanted to get there as they head to fight their way through the thick crowds.
When Sakura entered, she ran over to her friend and hugged her. "You were amazing Tomoyo!" she said.
Tomoyo giggled, "You always say that."
"Because it's true." Sakura replied, "Right Syaoran?"
Syaoran nodded agreement. "You were incredible out there."
A slight blush appeared on her cheeks. "You guys flatter me."
"We're just being honest." Sakura smiled.
"Sakura's been talking non-stop about how talented you are. Thank you for the tickets." Syaoran smiled.
Tomoyo smiled. "She talks a lot about you as well. I've never heard her talk about anyone the way she talks about you."
Sakura blushed madly.
"Oh, I guess I'm a very lucky man." Syaoran laughed.
"Sakura, could you give us a moment please? We won't be long." Tomoyo smiled.
Sakura looked confused, "Okay, sure."
Sakura stepped out of the room, and Tomoyo sighed gently. "She's really changed a lot since meeting you." She said, "I'm really glad to see her happy."
Syaoran smiled. "She's a sweet person."
Tomoyo nodded. "She's told you everything about her past, right? About how she was an assassin and her mentor killed her family?"
Syaoran nodded. "Yes. She did."
"I'm glad you didn't walk away from her. If you had, she might have broken completely." She said softly.
Syaoran felt confused. "Why...?"
"I didn't think she'd told you about the first man she ever loved. I'm not surprised." Tomoyo murmured. "I can't tell you everything, but the last time she opened up to someone, they rejected her harshly. So, she blocked herself off."
Syaoran wasn't sure what to think. He had wondered if there was something more to her past other than just being an assassin, but he hadn't asked in fear of upsetting her. "I love Sakura, despite her past. Nothing will change that." He spoke strongly.
She smiled. "I'm glad to hear that. Make sure she knows it."
Syaoran nodded. Tomoyo stood and walked over to the door, walking out to join Sakura. Syaoran stood in thought for a long moment, wondering about his future with Sakura.
…
After some very passionate love making, the two simply enjoyed caressing each other, taking comfort in the others presence and love. Syaoran's hands roamed her skin and he kissed her often; she threaded her fingers through his hair and would press her body closer to his, desperate to feel more of his warmth.
He squeezed her body gently, "Tired?" he asked.
She smiled, "And whose fault was that?"
Syaoran chuckled.
"Syaoran?" she murmured.
"Mm?"
Sakura was quiet for a long moment. She seemed tense. "You...you won't leave me, will you?"
He blinked. "No. I don't intend to, anyway." He replied. "What brought this on?"
"Sorry... I'm just being a bit over-sensitive." Sakura said quietly. "It's been a long time since I was in a serious relationship."
Syaoran smiled and kissed her softly on the lips. "It's ok. I love you the way you are, and I want you to be comfortable. I'm not leaving."
She smiled gently and caressed his cheek. "Thank you Syaoran."
"You know, if we don't get to sleep, neither of us will get up for work tomorrow." He said lightly.
Sakura laughed, "You were the one keeping me awake,"
"Can't really deny it, can I?" he laughed, "Goodnight."
She kissed his cheek and then closed her eyes, drifting into a peaceful slumber.
...
Work that week was exhausting for the both as they hurried to fill orders and organise various paperwork that needed doing. By the end of the week, Sakura was completely worn out and Syaoran didn't blame her.
It was the same for the next three weeks as well. Working tirelessly to get projects done, filling out more paperwork, sending some orders off, and then repeat.
After a particularly exhausting week, Sakura and Syaoran decided against going out for their usual weekend date and opted to stay home and watch a movie while cuddling together on the couch.
"We've been together for almost six months." Syaoran murmured as he braided some of Sakura's hair.
"That's true." She smiled. "Autumn starts next week. I'm kind of looking forward to the cooler weather."
"Me too." He laughed.
She looked slightly distant, and Syaoran was hesitant to ask if there was something bothering her. So, it was a huge relief when she spoke.
"Syaoran, about the other week when I was upset..."
"Are you talking about when you asked me if I was going to leave you?" he asked softly.
She nodded. She had finally managed to gather the courage to tell him about what had happened, but she was still scared. She hated the memory and had been trying to completely ignore it for so many years.
"The last time I was in a serious relationship with someone, he left me without saying a word." She confessed.
Syaoran turned the TV volume down low.
"I would never do that to you."
She smiled, "I believe you."
"Can I ask what happened...?"
Sakura thought for a moment. Syaoran wondered if she was thinking about not saying anything.
"His name was Zen." She started. "While I was growing up, my mentor always told me that I had to forget my emotions. I always thought it was wrong-as long as I felt nothing for the target, it didn't matter."
Syaoran found himself rubbing her back gently, trying to keep her calm and comforted.
"I met Zen at a party one night. It was a government function, and he worked in the finance department.
"He asked me out first. We dated for several months and decided to move in together. It was after he moved in that he asked me the question-if I would kill someone for him."
Syaoran looked shocked. "How could he just ask that of you? That's terrible."
Sakura nodded sadly. "My mentor had always told me that I should never kill someone unless it's an official job." She explained, "I told that to Zen, and he went on about how I didn't love him because I wouldn't kill someone for him. He then went on to say that the only reason he was dating a murderer was so he could get his promotion at work."
"The person he wanted you to...kill, was in his way then?" Syaoran murmured.
Sakura nodded with tears in her eyes. "When I came home after work the next day, he was completely gone. I really loved him, and he loathed me." She whispered as tears trailed down her cheek.
"He said he was disgusted with me, that I was a horrible person... So... so I shut myself off from the world."
Syaoran held her gently and wiped her tears away with his thumb. "He was an asshole."
Sakura looked at him with surprise.
"He didn't bother to ask you why you ended up working for the government. He just assumed things." He explained. "You're not a horrible person, Sakura."
"But...but I've got so much blood on my hands..."
"It was all you knew. All you were allowed to know. Your childhood was robbed from you, and you were forced into something no living person should be forced into." He said softly. "But you found the courage to quit and leave that life behind."
"Syaoran..."
He smiled softly and kissed her. "I've accepted your past-all that matters now is who you choose to be."
She looked a bit confused and a little worried for a moment, and he continued.
"You can be Sakura the Assassin, or Sakura the magician's wife."
Sakura's eyes widened. "Syaoran...are you proposing...?" she whispered.
He smiled softly, and happy tears swelled up in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks.
"Yes," she whispered, "That's what I want."
He gently cupped her cheek and kissed her softly. "Then let's get married."
I told you :P they're choosing to do this because it feels right to them. I know people who've had relatives get married after four months. No joke.
I'm uploading the next chapter in a few minutes since this one is short.