Danser de Deux
By Ukyou
The small radio was turned on in one corner of Syaoran's
apartment, as I sat down on the couch. He smiled and sat next to me and I
turned on the TV.
There was nothing good to watch at all…Syaoran took the
control away from me and quickly turned off the TV.
'Maybe…we should just eat dinner already. I've been cooking
something in the kitchen' Syaoran said, holding Sakura's hand and leading him
into the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with a foul-smelling smoke looming
overhead, as Sakura could clearly see that Syaoran had burned whatever he was
making. Syaoran ran to the microwave and pulled out a small plate of two very
burnt pieces of chicken.
'Syaoran…just how did you manage to burn two pieces of
chicken in the microwave?' Sakura asked while hiding a giggle. '…and
chicken? Thinking a bit cheap now, aren't ya?'
Syaoran thought of any kind of excuse he could think of to
escape his emnbarassment. The poor kid loved fried chicken, and wanted to share
his love of the bird with Sakura.
Syaoran stood there, holding a piece of chicken in each
hand. Sakura stood there and just stared at him, desparatly trying not to laugh
in his face.
'Hoeeeeeee……'
The radio changed songs again, as a sweet dancing medley
started to come to tune into the apartment.
Quickly, Syaoran ordered some delivery okonomiyaki and took
Sakura's hand to go to the living room again.
'Syaoran? What are you doing?' Sakura said as she gave out
another small giggle.
The moment Syaoran and Sakura stepped into stance of dance,
it seemed that the music surrounded them now. Syaoran put his hands around her
waist, as she put her arms around his neck.
'Are we dancing now? Trying to make up for extra-burnt
chicken now?' she asked hm, as Syaoran put his head close to hers. 'Or maybe I
should just keep quiet…?'
'The only thing that can possibly lighten the mood is your
voice.' He said, as Sakura put her head on his chest. They danced slowly, the
clock slowly ticking away the monutes and the radio playing songs that both
Syaoran and Sakura had heard so many time before. Still, dancing like
this…those same songs seemed so much more delicate…much like their dance. A
moment that they wish could last forever.
Suddenly, it seemed much like the room was changing. Around
them, the room disappeared and it appeared as if everything were all white.
Almost in magic, both Syaoran and Sakura continued to dance, but both seemed
dressed up for the occasion. A small band appeared near them on a stage, as
Sakura and Syaoran kept dancing. Sakura looked around her, noticing that
everything was so very different now. It seemed like they weren't in Syaoran's
apartment. Simply put, though, neither of them cared. What mattered is that the
music played and they remained in step.
Syaoran held Sakura closer to him, as the band nearby
continued to play. Nearby, a small fountain appeared with Tomoyo sitting on it.
She seemed to be as unreal as the rest of their surroundings, but continued
watching Sakura and Syaoran dance with their emotions keeping them in sync with
one another.
'Sakura…I don't want to let you go…' Syaoran said, his
eyes meeting Sakura's. Sakura could only smile and keep dancing.
Others appeared and created a small crowd around Sakura
and Syaoran. They just watched and smiled at them. Even Meilin was standing in
content, watching.
A small spotlight shone down at Sakura and Syaoran, as
the music seemed to get louder. Both kept dancing, not noticing anything around
them.
Then, with a flash of light, Sakura could see in the
distance, her own mother appear. She was wearing a white dress, much like
Sakura's, but it seemed so much more angelic. On the side, her mother held a
small picture frame, and put it into a bag she was holding as well. Sakura's
eyes filled with tears, and her mother came closer and closer to them. She
stopped and stood next to Sakura's father, and both sat down on a bench.
'Syaoran…I never want this moment to end Syaoran…I never
want it to end.' Sakura said, holding him tighter. 'Never…'
'I never do either…and I have something to tell
you…' Syaoran replied.
'What is that….?' Sakura asked, lookig up towards him.
'Sakura, I don't think we can ever let go…' he said,
continuing to dance without a single flaw.
'Why do you think that?' She asked, as Syaoran put his
head on top of hers.
'Its because I
love you…I love you with all my heart…and nothing can change that…' He said, as
they both stopped dancing and stood face to face. Sakura's mother smiled, as
she held the hand of her father.
'Syaoran…' Sakura said in her own very delicate tone,
staring deep into Syaoran's eyes. 'Syaoran…I love you so much also…'
….then they both held eachother tight and gave one
another a kiss to memento the moment. It was too beautiful to lose or forget.
The crowd around them gave a great applaude, as Sakura and Syaoran stood there,
vowing never to let go.
Suddenly, the both of them could hear a ringing sound
and found themselves back in Syaoran's apartment. The door rang, as a man on
the other side incessantly reminded them that the okonomiyaki had finally
arrived.
'Syaoran…I think the food's here…' Sakura reminded
him, as Syaoran answered the door.
'Hello' the delivery man said to them. 'My name is
Ukyou…and heres your two Okonomiyaki.'
Syaoran took
the boxes and paid Ukyou the tip. He shut the door, as Ukyou walked back to his
van.
Syaoran walked in, as Sakura noticed that he held
three boxes instead of two, which they had originally ordered.
'Syaoran, did they make a mistake?' she asked him, as
he shrugged. He ate his Okonomiyaki and gave one to Sakura as well, keeping the
third box unopened. Then, Sakura curiously opened the third box to reveal a
small picture frame. She picked it up, as she could see it was a picture from
their dancing, kissing in the middle of the large crowd. Her eyes teared up
again, as Syaoran took a glance at the picture.
'Who is this from?' Syaoran asked, as Sakura saw
something at the side opf her eye. A small nadeshiko flower petal landed on the
floor slowly, as both of them watched it hit the ground softly.
I think I already know…
~fin
Dedicated
to Jon and Jen, you both have my upmost blessings
