Author¡¦s Notes¡XThis following scene will be rewritten before it is placed in ¡§Seven Days.¡¨ It is another one of Sakura¡¦s dreams. Actually, it¡¦s the same dream, except I have been having trouble with writing an appropriate one, so the same section has been rewritten over and over. Just for this one dream, I have spent about 13 hours on finding a suitable dream. Finding a suitable dream for the story was extremely difficult; especially one that needed to fit a certain criteria.
This scene is short, so I will be making it longer, hopefully without subtracting from its flow. This scene is happy and romantic, very different from the previous dream. I hope you like it!
Seven Days ¡V Scene ¡V Sakura¡¦s Dream ¡V Paradise Enough
Cool water gently splashed Sakura¡¦s face as she struggled to wake up. The bright sun stung her eyes and shaded a face hovering above her. Feeling the security of Syaoran¡¦s presence, she relaxed and smiled at him. Snuggling in his lap, Sakura was not in a hurry to wake up. She knew the only place where she could have this type of intimacy was in her dreams, so she enjoyed it as long as she was asleep.
Overhead, multicolored birds circled the sky, enjoying the welcoming lake under the summer heat. The lake that they were on was fairly big; Sakura could just see the shore from the middle of the lake. The crystal blue water was calm, disturbed only by the occasional fish and the motion of the oars, which were controlled by Syaoran.
Sakura laid her back down on Syaoran¡¦s lap. ¡§Where are we, Syaoran-kun?¡¨ she asked sleepily.
Syaoran smiled. Sakura loved to see Syaoran¡¦s smile; the smile that he only showed to Sakura. The smile that showed her he loved her more than anything in the world. ¡§Paradise,¡¨ he says quietly.
Syaoran stopped rowing and leaned back, looking into the clear blue sky. A few mellow clouds drifted in the sky, moving slowly to the soft winds that ruffled Syaoran¡¦s brown hair. The only sounds in this haven were the many songs from the birds of paradise, each singing their hearts out, searching for their perfect mate among the forest of hundreds.
¡§Isn¡¦t this the perfect place when you want to get away from everyone and everything?¡¨ Syaoran asked.
Sakura thought of his question and answered, ¡§No.¡¨
Before he could say anything, Sakura reached up and cupped his face in her petite hand. She giggled as his lips curved slightly downwards at her reply. ¡§It wouldn¡¦t be perfect if you weren¡¦t here,¡¨ she added shyly, blushing at her own brashness.
Syaoran smiled again and quietly took Sakura¡¦s hand from his face. He began to shower her hand with light kisses. Then her palm, tickling her slightly even through all the other sensations. Then he moved to her wrist, sending waves of pleasure as he planted his lips on the sensitive skin, each representing his devotion, his affection, his love. His eyes never left hers, and they shut out the outside world, for their own was paradise enough.
Syaoran leaned down and stopped centimeters from Sakura¡¦s face and whispered, ¡§I love you, Sakura.¡¨
Sakura admired his bravery from her upside-down point of view and sighed to herself. ¡§Too bad this is only a dream,¡¨ she told herself, as she slowly closed the distance between the two.
Syaoran cooed back, ¡§That doesn¡¦t mean it should feel any less real¡K¡¨
Sakura purred breathlessly, ¡§Syaoran-kun¡K¡¨
