By: Ying-Fa
A Second Chance
Chapter 8-Tears
Sakura slowly slipped her dress on as it caressed her body.
Kero of course waiting for Sakura to pop out of the bathroom so he could get his video game he had left inside the bathroom.. or so Sakura had hid it away from him. Something about the game being too addictive or something like that.
Kero could care less what Sakura commented about the game, he just wanted to get it. He grew impatient as a minute turned into 30 minutes.
Kero wailed, "Sakura! Come one! I Neeeeed to get that game!"
Sakura, on the other side of the door grinned a bit at Kero's growing impatience. She turned to face the mirror drowning out Kero's whines.
Sakura was a bit nervous, yet calm at the same time. She looked herself in the mirror. Though the mirror was half way up, she could tell Kero would be a bit amazed of what she was wearing.
For once in her life, she had actually worn a dress. Nobody but Tomoyo had actually seen Sakura in a dress. She sighed to herself as Kero's whines suddenly snapped into Sakura's mind. Kero couldn't take it anymore.
Once he had actually realized Sakura had hid the video game in the bathroom, he couldn't wait to get his paws on the game!
"All right, all right Kero. I'm coming out." Sakura said a bit annoyed by Kero's whines.
She opened the door to see Kero a bit wide eyed at Sakura. Sakura took note of this and slowly but cautiously walked near her bed where he purse lied. It was a bit silent as Kero still stared at her.
"Kero? Um.. is there something wrong with me?"
Kero snapped back to Sakura's voice, "You're. Y-You're actually wearing a dress? Wow what next Sakura? A skirt?" Kero said sarcastically.
Kero never less expected Sakura to be in a dress - but then again it 'was' a royal ball as some may put it. It was true she was beautiful no wait elegant.. But then again, he couldn't help but give that remark towards Sakura since she had hid his video game in the bathroom.
Sakura had always been more of a tomboy type.. er she just didn't like wearing a dress all too much. Sakura was pretty much mad at Kero now.
THUMP!
Kero had fallen to the ground with a velvet blue purse on top of him.
"Ow." He stated as he rubbed the back of his neck.
Sakura rolled her eyes and looked at her clock with Kero now hovering over her head. "Wow Sakura, you look beautiful!"
Sakura looked up at him and a smile spread across her face.
"Thanks Kero." She stated as confidence began to grow within' her. It was nearly 10:00 pm and Sakura's eyes grew big. "Ahh! I'm gonna be late!"
She ran to pick up her purse from Kero and slammed the door shut as Kero flew towards the door, he yelled, "Bring some food back."
But of course he didn't think Sakura would of actually heard that, because the click of her heels were soon fading away from Kero's hearing range.
Kero sighed a bit, "Well, it was worth a try."
Syaoran was suddenly a bit nervous as he held his glass of whine. Why was he nervous? Was it because of Sakura? No, it wasn't because of her after all, she doesn't like me. His thoughts soon trailed off, but she did say she was sorry - and I did forgive her. Syaoran sighed.
'This is all too confusing.' He thought to himself. He then looked up to the stairs once more. 'She's not going to show up.' He thought bitterly as he turned around to go to the refreshments table.
Sakura almost stumbled her way into the ball. Her heels were killing her. No wonder she never liked heels she thought to herself as she began to go to walk mode as she neared the music.
She sighed and striated her dress a bit and walked into the ball. The thing that Sakura didn't seem to like were the people that were staring at her. Some of the slaves were quite astonished by what Sakura was wearing - I mean she was in a dress.
She sighed as more pairs of eyes began to follow her and it became a bit too quite for her to stand. Syaoran had put down his whine. He didn't want it, he didn't like it. As he regarded his whine he noticed the odd quietness of the ball room, only music was playing, no talking - only whispers.
Syaoran turned around to see a person walked through the crowd well more like the crowd was forming a path for her.
'Probably one of those rich snobs.' He thought to himself as he tried to get a better glance at the girl.
If you were rich and famous, most likely the crowd would stop and aw you, but apparently they weren't awing Sakura because she was rich rather she had a radiance of beauty. Syaoran's eyes widened a bit.
"Sakura?" He said aloud.
Sakura was now beginning to feel a bit comfortable noticing the people had been back to their business now. She sighed as she plopped down in a chair. Some people where still looking at her.
Some envied her and some wanted her. Syaoran of course was the one that wanted her. He wanted to be the one to hold her.
He sighed a bit, 'Might as well give it a shot.' He thought to himself as he approached Sakura.
Sakura was drowned in her thoughts, 'I just have to tell him, but how? What if I humiliate myself, what if he didn't forgive me yet? What if..' Her thoughts were interrupted by a voice of which only Sakura knew who it was. Syaoran.
"May I have this dance?" Syaoran asked a bit nervous that she might refuse. Sakura looked up at him.
'I have to tell him.' A smile spread across her face as Syaoran relaxed a bit by her smile.
Sakura nodded small, "Why yes, you may." And with that Syaoran had pulled Sakura to the floor.
Both were now dancing. Sakura was held snug in Syaoran's arms as Syaoran held Sakura tenderly. It was as if she was the most fragile thing in the world.
Sakura was wearing a navy blue dress that came up to her knees. It was a strappy v-neck dress in floral nylon lace. There was a deep scoop back with a tie as a closure with lace that ruffled at the crossover of her neckline and at the bottom hem. The hem was a bit longer in the back. Around her neck was a choker of the same color that was plain, it only held a silver star in the middle.
Syaoran on the other hand had worn a nice tux of black and white. But of course, he always did look nice - no matter what he wore Sakura thought as she now leaned her head on Syaoran's chest.
Syaoran smile a bit and whispered, "So do you forgive me?" Sakura was still dancing when she nodded her head slightly as she lifted her head from Syaoran's chest.
The perfect moment in time was here but for some reason or another, Sakura just couldn't seem to well, say it to Syaoran. Those 3 little words were what she needed to say just to make sure that vision wouldn't come out the way it was suppose too.. but how was she to know that.
All she knew was that she loved the man that was holding her, the one that always seemed protective towards her, yet, she couldn't say it.
She started, "I-I.." Her voice began to crack.
'Why can't I say it?' She thought bitterly as she tried once more.
Both had now stopped dancing and Syaoran was trying to make out what Sakura had to say.
"I-I I have to go.. to check up on my make-up." She nodded a bit, "I'll be right back."
Syaoran just watched her go. He was about to stop her, he knew that wasn't what she wanted to say, or so that's what he thought. He sighed a bit as he looked back up to see Sakura enter the ladies bathroom.
"I love you too." He whispered as he began to walk to the snack table, but something stopped him short.
'That voice.' He thought coldly. 'Tell me I'm dreaming.' He turned around to see Meilin running towards him. He closed his eyes, 'This can't be happening...
"What are you doing here?" Syaoran practically yelled at Meilin.
Both Meilin and Syaoran were in a secluded place near a dark hallway that lead to other parts of the palace.
"Aren't you glad to see me?" Meilin asked innocently.
"No." Syaoran said directly. Meilin growled a bit.
She saw them together. Dancing. How she thought it wasn't fair for an unknown girl of the palace be loved by Syaoran. Yes, she was talking about Sakura. Meilin was awaiting for the perfect moment to interrupt the two, but instead Sakura had gone to the ladies room so what the heck she thought.
"Syaoran!" She fumed.
Sakura was alone in the bathroom. Her hair was slightly messed up, but in a way it looked clean and simple.
'Why can't I say it? It's only three little simple words.' She looked back up to the mirror. The dream struck her and confidence filled her. 'I will tell him.'
Meilin and Syaoran were now talking or more like yelling at each other. Sakura had just walked out of the bathroom to hear bickering to her left.
Meilin's eyes grew big. 'That girl.' As Sakura's head turned to the left, there Meilin kissed Syaoran on the lips. She held his head just to make sure he wouldn't pull back. Sakura couldn't believe what she saw.
There, Syaoran had kissed some sort of black haired girl in a secluded area. Her eyes began to grow watery. A tear streamed down her face. She ran off with the clatter of her shoes on the tiled floor. In that instance Syaoron had felt Sakura's aura and jerked back as soon as Meilin had let go of his head.
Syaoran turned around and went back into the ball room hoping that Sakura wasn't the one watching the two.
Meilin crossed her arms and smiled a bit as she walked up to Syaoran.
His eyes searched everywhere until he saw a girl going up the stairs.
Sakura had skipped a few stairs.. all she wanted was to get out of the horrid place.
Syaoran was just about to run after her when a hand grabbed her. It was Meilin. Syaoran turned around to face her.
"How dare you!" Syaoran practically yelled.
Meilin just had a sheepish face on, "How dare I what?" Syaoran was now pissed, he had just about enough of Meilin, "You did that on purpose! Can't you get it through your head that I hate you!" With that he stormed off leaving Meilin to absorb his words.
Once Sakura had reached her room, she slammed the door shut and slowly slid against the door.
The lights were turned off as Kero went up to Sakura, "Hey Sakura, I thought the ball doesn't end till later?"
Kero looked at Sakura, she was sitting on the floor crying to herself, "Sakura?" He asked concerned.
Sakura talked through her tears, "Syaoran.. he and, kissed someone else." She couldn't put into words of what she saw, but Kero, being around Sakura long enough caught on.
"Syaoran, you like him.. don't you?" He gulped hoping she would say no.. What he feared most was true.
Sakura chocked out a 'yes' through her tears. Kero couldn't believe what he had heard.
"Oh no." He stated as he flew near Sakura and patted her on the back.
