A/N: Well, after tons of positive reviews (and no flames! WOO!), here's the second chapter of "Where We Belong". What part of Sakura's wish didn't come true? Will Syaoran get better? Could it be a Clow Card that's making everything go haywire? Your comments are greatly appreciated and enjoyed. Plus, it makes me want to write more chapters! Well, I have some good ol' S+S for you in this chapter...and I'm planning on making this quite long, and more and more depressing as it goes; also, doors are going to be major symbolism in this entire story...opps, I better stop, don't want to give anything away! Standard disclaimers apply. Enjoy!
Chapter II
With a nervous sort of feeling, Sakura tapped lightly on door 305. To her surprise, Tomoyo opened the door, and Sakura noted with growing joy that she was smiling.
"I guess you really did it, Sakura! Syaoran is doing lots better! However, the doctor wishes him to stay in bed for a month. He's really angry to be bed-ridden. I have a feeling you'd cheer him up!" She tapped the side of her nose, smiling. Sakura blinked.
"Why'd you think he wants to see me? He's getting married to Meiling, isn't he?"
"Oh, Sakura," Tomoyo groaned good-naturedly. "We all know that Syaoran is head-over-heels for you! Couldn't you tell?" Her smile faded. "You didn't know, did you? Oh, dear...well, go in and see him, Sakura! I was just keeping an eye on him for Meiling while she got groceries. I'll be seeing you!" Tomoyo waved, and with that the dark-haired girl walked off down the hallway. Sakura blinked, shrugged, and closed the heavy door behind her. She did not see Meiling, her face crimson with anger, holding a paper shopping bag, turn and run in the opposite direction. The Chinese girl had been standing there the entire time.
"Syaoran?" Sakura called in the empty house. There didn't seem to be anyone home. She walked down to Syaoran's room, but paused with her hand on the doorknob. If what Tomoyo had said was true...Sakura didn't know what to think. She had been harboring romantic feelings for the Chinese boy since the two had become friends, but she had never thought Syaoran returned the feelings. She shoved the thought to the back of her mind. Syaoran was sick, and he needed her support. Now was not the time to be thinking about romance.
Sakura opened the door. Syaoran was lying in bed, hands on either side of his pillow, his eyes closed. They opened, however, when Sakura turned on the over-head light.
"Sakura? What're you doing here?"
"Oh, thought I'd come see how you were doing." Sakura was sure he could hear the pounding of her heart, as she tried to sound off-hand. He propped himself up onto his elbows so their eyes were meeting. She looked away. "So, how are you feeling?" She asked, her voice slightly high-pitched. He turned red.
"Er, alright, and you?" What a stupid answer, Syaoran chided himself. "Why don't you just tell her?"
"Tell me what?"
"Er," his face reddened. "Nothing..." You're being so stupid! Just tell her already! It's easy. I, Love...
"You," he whispered. She looked at him strangely.
"Syaoran? Are you ok? You look funny."
"Fine," he squeaked out, looking away. She stared at him a moment, then too looked at the floor. He looked at her head. Slowly, he reached out and put his hand on top of hers. Green eyes flew up and met brown. "Sakura, I want to tell you something."
"Yeah?"
"Sakura, I-" the door was thrown off it's hinges.
"I hate to interrupt, but we have a BIG problem!" Tomoyo was panting, like she had just run a mile. Sakura jumped up, as did Syaoran. "Meiling has been hurt! I think it's a Clow Card- because nothing else could make that kind of injury-oh, hurry, Sakura, she's by King Penguin!" and with those words, Tomoyo was gone.
Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other. They understood- they would finish this conversation later. Sakura commanded the Key Of Clow to release, and after calling out, "Fly!" she seated herself on the staff. Syaoran pushed his window open, but looked confused when Sakura offered him her hand.
"She's your cousin," Sakura said quietly, and Syaoran scrambled onto the staff. Hugging Sakura's waist tightly and leaning his head on her shoulder, the two soared off into the dimming afternoon sky.
Chapter II
With a nervous sort of feeling, Sakura tapped lightly on door 305. To her surprise, Tomoyo opened the door, and Sakura noted with growing joy that she was smiling.
"I guess you really did it, Sakura! Syaoran is doing lots better! However, the doctor wishes him to stay in bed for a month. He's really angry to be bed-ridden. I have a feeling you'd cheer him up!" She tapped the side of her nose, smiling. Sakura blinked.
"Why'd you think he wants to see me? He's getting married to Meiling, isn't he?"
"Oh, Sakura," Tomoyo groaned good-naturedly. "We all know that Syaoran is head-over-heels for you! Couldn't you tell?" Her smile faded. "You didn't know, did you? Oh, dear...well, go in and see him, Sakura! I was just keeping an eye on him for Meiling while she got groceries. I'll be seeing you!" Tomoyo waved, and with that the dark-haired girl walked off down the hallway. Sakura blinked, shrugged, and closed the heavy door behind her. She did not see Meiling, her face crimson with anger, holding a paper shopping bag, turn and run in the opposite direction. The Chinese girl had been standing there the entire time.
"Syaoran?" Sakura called in the empty house. There didn't seem to be anyone home. She walked down to Syaoran's room, but paused with her hand on the doorknob. If what Tomoyo had said was true...Sakura didn't know what to think. She had been harboring romantic feelings for the Chinese boy since the two had become friends, but she had never thought Syaoran returned the feelings. She shoved the thought to the back of her mind. Syaoran was sick, and he needed her support. Now was not the time to be thinking about romance.
Sakura opened the door. Syaoran was lying in bed, hands on either side of his pillow, his eyes closed. They opened, however, when Sakura turned on the over-head light.
"Sakura? What're you doing here?"
"Oh, thought I'd come see how you were doing." Sakura was sure he could hear the pounding of her heart, as she tried to sound off-hand. He propped himself up onto his elbows so their eyes were meeting. She looked away. "So, how are you feeling?" She asked, her voice slightly high-pitched. He turned red.
"Er, alright, and you?" What a stupid answer, Syaoran chided himself. "Why don't you just tell her?"
"Tell me what?"
"Er," his face reddened. "Nothing..." You're being so stupid! Just tell her already! It's easy. I, Love...
"You," he whispered. She looked at him strangely.
"Syaoran? Are you ok? You look funny."
"Fine," he squeaked out, looking away. She stared at him a moment, then too looked at the floor. He looked at her head. Slowly, he reached out and put his hand on top of hers. Green eyes flew up and met brown. "Sakura, I want to tell you something."
"Yeah?"
"Sakura, I-" the door was thrown off it's hinges.
"I hate to interrupt, but we have a BIG problem!" Tomoyo was panting, like she had just run a mile. Sakura jumped up, as did Syaoran. "Meiling has been hurt! I think it's a Clow Card- because nothing else could make that kind of injury-oh, hurry, Sakura, she's by King Penguin!" and with those words, Tomoyo was gone.
Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other. They understood- they would finish this conversation later. Sakura commanded the Key Of Clow to release, and after calling out, "Fly!" she seated herself on the staff. Syaoran pushed his window open, but looked confused when Sakura offered him her hand.
"She's your cousin," Sakura said quietly, and Syaoran scrambled onto the staff. Hugging Sakura's waist tightly and leaning his head on her shoulder, the two soared off into the dimming afternoon sky.