Thirteen years later...
"Papa!" A a pair of twins yelled as they tackled their father to the ground. The brown haired man just chuckled and patted their head, a femnine voice called out from the kitchen.
"Welcome home, Syaoran! Dinner's almost ready!" The said brunet just smiled and carried the twins to the kitchen where the mother is.
"Mama! Papa, brought home friends!" Sakura raised an eyebrow and sighed.
"Luckily I cooked a lot then, Syaoran! Next time give me a warning will you?" Syaoran smiled sheepishly and pecked the auburn haired woman on the cheek lovingly.
"Sorry, they just invited themselves..."
"Gomene! Akai-chan wanted to visit you and the twins as soon as possible!" Makoto called from the hallways. A pregnant woman with fiery red hair and stunning blue eyes smiled brightly.
"I miss your cooking Sakura-chan!" Hiroshi whined as he entered the kitchen with Hikari, their rings glistened slightly on their ring fingers as their hands were entwined.
"I smell Dim sum!" Keita cried out excitedly as his girlfriend of three years, Aoi, giggled slightly.
"Kentaro-kun! How is your stories coming along?" Sakura called out to the black haired man as he guided his wife and daughter into the dining room.
"Hmm... It's coming out great! Although the deadlines are pretty unreasonable." Kentaro shivered as his wife, Kirari, smiled encouragingly at him.
"Ne ne, Akai obaa-san! When is the baby due?" Tsuki asked curiously, feeling the bump on the red haired woman's stomach. "Is it a boy or a girl?"
"Hmm... in about two months, I think..." Akai tapped her lower lip thoughtfully.
"Hehe, Taiyo can't wait to have a new friend to play with!" Taiyo exclaimed as he hugged Akai. "I want to see him or her already!"
"Be more patient, okay? It'll come soon!" Akai smiled.
The twins both giggled before laying their heads on the bump. "Please come soon, new friend!" Tsuki giggled.
Sakura smiles at the sight. Syaoran was something like that when she was expecting the twins, an eager puppy waiting for it's siblings. "Tsuki! Taiyo! Time for bed!" The twins both whined a bit, protesting that they were not sleepy yet and would like to stay up longer in case the baby came then, a yawn or two escaped their lips and betrayed their words.
"Hai, Mama..." Tsuki and Taiyo sulked, reluctantly crawling into their respective beds. "I hope the baby will wait for when we're awake to come out." Taiyo commented sleepily as his eyelids drooped.
"I'm sure the baby won't come out until the next few months..." Sakura smiled gently, kissing both children on their foreheads.
Makoto left with his wife when the twins were put to bed. Kentaro, Hiroshi and Keita were all seated in the living room with a very exasperated Syaoran. "So? Who do you think is going to inherit the Sakura cards?" Keita smiled as he sipped his warm tea.
"I'm not sure..." Syaoran sighed. "Sakura no longer needs her cards... but the legacy of the Sakura cards must go on..." the amber eyed man sighed deeply. The elders of the Li cooperation are pressuring him into choosing one of the twins into inheriting his company.
"... How about a test then?" Kentaro suggested, he sighed when Syaoran raised an eyebrow. "Like re-gathering the Sakura cards?" Syaoran blinked and tapped his chin thoughtfully.
"That could work... but I'm not sure if the current mistress of the clow cards will be pleased with this idea..." Syaoran sighed.
"Actually, I approve of it..." A voice from the hallway, attracted the attention of all the males in the room. Sakura was leaning against the door frame, clad in her long-sleeved Cheongsam. "It'll be perfect since it's a fair contest and depends solely on skill, but I still think it would be best if we waited a few more years, they're still too young to understand..."
"Hmmm... I guess you're right... as always..." Syaoran smirked and Sakura just smiled at him sweetly.
"We're gonna have to get Kero-chan and Yue back from Hokkaido..." Sakura suddenly commented. Syaoran groaned, him and that guardian of the clow cards do NOT mix well, AT ALL.
The three males all chuckled as they saw Syaoran's expressions. The next few years are going to be interesting. And that, my friend is a promise!
The end
