A Letter of Love: Response
Syaoran dragged himself outside his apartment, and closed the door. He hadn't slept well because he was worried about Sakura. She hadn't called or talked to him since… well, that night. She had actually avoided him as much as possible. He didn't understand how his simple question could cause her to react this way.
Syaoran walked down the stairs outside, until he reached the mailboxes lined up outside. He reached for the lock, but stopped. He felt her aura…Sakura's…but how? He shrugged it off and opened the mailbox.
He pulled out the letters, closed it, and started walking back to his apartment.
Bills…bills…letter
from school (can't be good)…what's this?
Syaoran stopped at a pink letter, addressed to him…from Sakura! He ran back up the stairs, ditching the other mail on the table and bolted to his room, where he could read the letter in privacy.
He opened it and took a moment to take in the aura that permeated from the paper. Even if she just touched it, he could feel the warmth in it…and something else…sorrow?
He frowned and began reading the handwritten letter. To my dearest Syaoran…it began.
Syaoran read it, and worry clutched his heart. It was him…he was the reason she was avoiding him. He continued reading until his eyes began to water and his hands to shake. She loved him…truly loved him…and he had been blind to it all. Well, no more…he would fix everything, and make it right. After carefully placing the letter on his desk, he picked up a piece of paper and a pencil, sat down, and for the first time in his life, he poured out his feelings…his heart down on paper for his beloved Cherry Blossom.
Sakura rushed around the kitchen mixing ingredients and setting temperatures. She had gone back to cooking cakes to try and get her mind off of him. Li Syaoran. She put the cake in the oven and stood there in the kitchen, staring out the window. What would he think of the letter? Would he believe her? Or would this drive his doubt to continue? Driving him to part with her? If that happened, she didn't know what she would do.
She was pulled out of her thoughts by a knocking at the door. She went to the door, but stopped short. It was him…she was sure. Her pace slowed until she reached for the door and slowly opened it to reveal Syaoran Li.
"K-konnichiwa." He muttered his greeting, not meeting her gaze.
"Konnichiwa." She responded softly. "May I help you?"
Syaoran said nothing at first, but instead reached into his pocket to reveal a green envelope. He handed it to her, still refusing to meet her gaze. She frowned and took the letter. On it was her name beautifully handwritten. She turned it over, opened it, and slowly read the folded paper inside.
To my beloved
Sakura,
Before I say anything, I want to
apologize to you for what I have said. I shouldn't have doubted you after all this time we have been
together. The way you giggle, the way
you speak and the way you care for others always amazed me. Your smile is like the sun brightens others
when they're cold and lonely. No matter
how bad of a day I had, one conversation with you is all it needed to cheer me
up.
When
you left me without our normal farewell banter, I knew you were disappointed at
what I had said. As you parted without
turning your head, I stood there speechless. For I was afraid, afraid of losing you, the dearest girl I have in my
life. The sadness on your face, gave me
this arching pain in my heart.
As
I was reading your letter, I felt your pain and sorrow yet again. What you have written in your letter is
heartrending. Even now, those same
emotions still remain. I believe you
love me as much as I love you, if not more. I never should have doubted you like that. I swear to the Venus,
Aphrodite, and Kami-sama that the doubt of love and the doubt of trust has died
away. What I want now is to see your
high spirits once more.
It
is painful to see you hurt. No matter
what event occurs, I want you know that I will be there for you. If you could only over look for what I have
done, I promise you from this date forward, I will love you with no doubt, no
hesitation, no uncertainty. For the one
and only one reason, Aishiteru Sakura.
Aishiteru
Always
Syaoran
Sakura stood there reading the letter half afraid to breathe, let alone speak for several minutes as her eyes and brain analyzed what was being represented here.
After reading it, she looked up and saw Syaoran still staring at his feet. She placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, feeling him slightly flinch at her touch.
"Gomannasai." He murmured.
Sakura gracefully moved her hand to his chin and raised his face to meet hers. Syaoran met her gaze and Sakura smiled. Leaning in…she kissed him gently on the lips. Slowly, Syaoran kissed back, wrapping his arms around her small waist, while she put her arms around his neck.
Breaking the kiss, Sakura and Syaoran stayed like that, their arms around each other. The warmth of their bodies and auras comforted the other. Sakura smiled broadly and Syaoran couldn't help but smile back.
Unfortunately, the moment was ruined by the constant beeping that was heard from the kitchen. Sakura sighed, and Syaoran raised an eyebrow. She giggled. "Care for some cake?" Syaoran smiled and Sakura pulled him inside and closed the door.
After the cake cooled Sakura served him a piece. He tried it and frowned. "Well…it could use a little…ow!" He exclaimed as he got a wooden spoon whacked against his head.