By: Ying-Fa
A Second Chance
Chapter 7-Facing the Facts
4 years had already passed and both Syaoran and Sakura didn't see each other within' those 4 years. It was as if destiny prohibited it and both Syaoran and Sakura. Sakura was always trying to find anther route to her work to avoid Syaoran and, Syaoran well, he too did the same. Every time both would feel the aura of each other they ran or at least walked unnoticed from anyone else.
Syaoran was now well in line with the Li-Clan - you can say he was always working hard and not to mention training hard, but with that came rewards. He became much handsome and cuter and well known. Throughout China, everyone knew him! The men envied him and the women admired him.. or drooled on him to be exact. On the other hand, Sakura's differ from Syaoran's life. She too had grown. She grew up mature, smart, clever, powerful, and not to mention the beautiful.
Sakura was now sitting on top of the palace roof. Her feet dangled from the high rich house.
"It's too quite." She responded as she was talking to herself. "Shirou's up to something." Her face and voice was now stern yet mysterious. Her long hair blew across her face indicating that it was windy. Sakura's hair was past her shoulders, yet she loved it. Her hair was a honey brown and healthier than ever.
She immediately jumped off the building causing her to immediately catch hold of the side of her window that was open. Earlier she had climbed out of her window just to sit on the roof without Kero annoying her about food. But Kero being the guardian beast and the protector of Sakura forbid her to do such a thing - jumping off the roof and coming back in her room through the window. Sakura laughed to herself as she stood in her room bare foot to the warm tiled floor beneath her. She walked slowly to the mirror only to see her image. Her hair was now in a frizz, but barely. She began combing her hair wondering what she should do for the next few hours before the meeting.
Syaoran was reading through his notes once again editing his speech towards the servants. Today was the meeting were he couldn't back out.. the meeting were he would see Sakura after 4 long, lonely years.
Syaoran sighed a bit as he looked towards the chairs aligned perfectly in front of him. He was at a small table filled with a couple of things such as pencils and papers, but papers at the most. It had been quite at the palace during these 4 years. It pretty much left both Sakura and Syaoran a normal life. It was weird.
After a moments notice, the grandfather clock rang 4 times indicating that it was already 4 pm - the servants were to come in about now. Soon the room filled with different people with different duties in the palace.
Syaoran sighed a bit. He didn't want to see Sakura again. For some weird reason he felt as if it was Sakura who didn't like him, the one who didn't want anything to do with him. But then again he couldn't blame her, she too had her reasons for staying away from Syaoran.. after all she is the Clow Mistress.
He snapped back to reality realizing that the room had suddenly calmed down. He was just about to stand up to start his speech when he felt it. He felt the aura of a young girl. Sakura. He rubbed the back of his neck out of stress, but mostly out of the fact that Sakura was in the room.
Sakura gazed a Syaoran. He had grown a bit taller and definately cuter. She sighed realizing that he had sensed her presence and now had seen her.
"Well, I see all of you are here. I might as well begin with the speech and get this over with." Syaoran said flatly. "Tomorrow, there will be a dance. And about a week after that, there will be another dance." He paused a moment to walk to the other side. "The first dance which is tomorrow is more of a pre-ball or pre-dance.. it doesn't really matter what you call it. If you do decide to go to our first ball, then you must attend our second ball celebrating the Li-Clan annarversry." Syaoran paused for a moment only to see a bright aura catching his eye. He sighed once more, "Any questions?"
A servant rose from his seat. Syaoran nodded indicating that he may speak.
The servant spoke, "Why are there two balls instead of one?" Syaoran rolled his eyes momentarily.
'Every year I have the exact same question.' He thought coldly. "Look, if you don't wanna go, don't go. I have no idea why we have two dances - if you're that curious, look up our family history." Syaoran said coldly.
All the servants began to whisper about Syaoran's bad mood, well actually it was only Kiki that was whispering to Sakura. The rest of the servants dared not to speak or ask any more questions.
"You may leave. Oh, and be sure you wear something formal, or you'll be kicked out." With Syaoran's last sentence, everyone fled to finish their choirs quickly so they could go shopping. Sakura on the other hand was more of a slow walker, after all she already had her attire thanks to her best friend.
Sakura reached her room finally relaxed after the meeting. She looked up for a second only to think of Syaoran. Goosebumps ran up her back just thinking about Syaoran.
Sakura gave a big yawn as she awoke from her bed. Morning already and it was nice. Today all the servants had a day off - that is if they finished their work. And not to mention, today was the day of the ball.
Sakura had woke up late as usual and casually walked to the bathroom to take a shower. Sakura had already finished taking her shower when Kero started to insert a video game in the N64. Kero turned around at the sound of the bathroom door being opened, only to see Sakura with a towel around her hair and in her day cloths.
"Hey Sakura!" Kero said happily as he returned to the video game.
"Hey Kero." Sakura said as she yawned her last.
Sakura walked up to her mirror and took off her hair towel only to see a mess of hair ready to be combed. Sakura carefully picked up her brush and began to brush the knots and tangles away. Though, it did take her a while, she was happy with the result. It had been a long time since she actually did look in the mirror at herself. Usually she'd only have a glance of herself, no more than that.
Something had caught her eye as she turned to her right. It was a package of which Tomoyo had mailed her. Sakura had already opened it revealing two beautiful dresses made just from Tomoyo to Sakura. Apparently, Tomoyo had heard of the two dances three weeks before the actual announcement and decided to make Sakura two dresses for the dance. Sakura was very thankful for a good friend like Tomoyo.
Sakura once more opened the box and held one dark blue dress in front of her - the dress she was going to wear for tonight. Sakura smiled as she held the dress to her body seeing what it would look on her. She sighed a bit and sat on her bed only to think about Syaoran.
She shook her head trying to get him out of her mind, but nothing. He wouldn't go away. Sakura had felt bad for what had happened about 4 years ago. It happened so long ago it was hard to believe she would remember that day. Sakura shook off the thought of that day and decided to finally go up to Syaoran and say sorry. She knew that this was going to be hard, but she had to do it. The event of not saying sorry and avoiding Syaoran held her back from acting normal and training. Ever since that day of the argument, she had lost the will to train.
Through out the day, she was cleaning up her room. Although her room was already clean enough, she just thought 'what the heck, maybe It'll get my mind off of Syaoran '. Her idea failed.
As she was cleaning her room she couldn't help to think about Syaoran and the dance tonight. Suddenly back to reality she looked around her room. On her bed was the dress she was going to wear tonight. She slowly dropped her broom and walked up to the dress. She looked at it for a while wondering what else she should wear with the dress. As she was wondering, her eyes began to feel heavy and she began to feel drowsy. She tried her best to keep her eye lids open, but she failed. Everything had blacked out for Sakura.
Sakura was standing in a pitch black room only being able to hear her own breath. She stepped forward only to hear another voice.
"Face it Sakura."
Sakura a bit taken back by the voice looked around cautiously expecting something to come at her. Her instincts where right. A man with brown hair and chocolate eyes came up to her.
Sakura recognized the face, "Syaoran..." Sakura whispered as the man was now looking down on her.
"He will come, and he will kill."
Sakura didn't budge, "Who will come, who will he kill?"
Syaoran eyes pierced through her eyes as a short vision appeared to Sakura. Sakura fell to the ground on her knees breathing hard.
"He won't..." Sakura was too shock up to finish her sentence. "No.." Was all she could choke up. The short vision had such and impact on her, it was as if she was there - the one getting hurt.
Syaoran bent down to Sakura's length. A hand was placed under he chin. The hand pulled her head up to face another pair of eyes.
"Tell him before it's too late."
Syaoran leaned closer to Sakura as Sakura closed her eyes and awaited for the kiss. Before their lips touched Sakura opened her eyes to see Kero flying in front of her face.
"Huh?" Sakura asked softly.
"Sakura, are you ok??" Kero asked worried that something was wrong with his mistress.
Sakura ignored him and looked towards the direction of her window only to see a full moon surrounded by stars. She turned her head once more to look at the floor. Kero was still yapping his mouth not noticing Sakura. Sakura placed her finger on her lips and smiled slightly. Her smile suddenly turned upside down remembering her vision within' her dream.
'I have to tell him tonight.' Sakura thought as she moved her eyes to see a yapping Kero.
The phone rang as Syaoran turned his head to see Wai picking up the phone.
"Hello?" Wai answered expecting another call about the dance.
*Hello Wai! It's me Meilin!! I'll be going to the dance tonight!
Wai almost dropped the phone from the name of 'Meilin'. Syaoran noticed and eyed Wai suspiciously as Wai smiled at him as if nothing had happened.
"Um.. where are you?" Wai asked nervously not wanting to mention the name 'Meilin' because of Syaoran.
*I'm here in China.
