Sakura woke up, feeling a bit sore. She felt warmth on her right side, and looked over to see Syaoran sleeping beside her.

The events from the night before flashed into her mind and she smiled.

Suddenly Syaoran blinked open his eyes and looked at his girlfriend beside him. He fainly blushed, remembering the night before.

"Do you have any regrets?" he asked Sakura.

She shook her head and replied, "No, and I never will. You?"

"I never would. I love you too much."

"I bet I love you more," Sakura challenged.

"No, I love you more, and you know it, my cherry blossom," Syaoran said.

"Oh yeah? I think you're bluffing."

"What if I am?"

"Why you..." Sakura said, her eyes flaring.

She leapt at him and mercilessly tickled him, until they were both laughing.

'You don't know how much I really do love you, my little cherry blossom,' Syaoran thought.

Sakura's head jerked up, and to confirm her slight suspicion, she thought, 'Can you hear me in your mind?'

His eyes widened and he nodded.

They both gasped at this. They could hear each other's thoughts? But how? ...and they remembered the night before...and thought that maybe they had joined more than physically.

Thinking of what this meant, they smiled inside. They would always be together and no one of nothing could tear them apart.

They easily accepted this, and got up. Getting dressed, they went into the kitchen to make and eat breakfast.

And so they began their joined relationship...





~~~~~



Two Months Later





Sakura was sitting in class, when she suddenly felt her stomach twist and turn. Knowing what was going to happen, she covered her mouth with her hand and sped out of the classroom.

Tomoyo, worried for her best friend, followed. She hurried down the hall and into the girls' restroom, where she heard Sakura losing her breakfast in one of the stalls.

"Sakura?" Tomoyo questioned.

"What, Tomoyo?" Sakura groaned in a reply.

"Are you all right? You've been doing this for the past few weeks. Could this be morning sickness?" Tomoyo asked her friend.

Sakura jerked up and stumbled out of the stall. Morning sickness? She hadn't thought of that, thinking her stomach problems were just some passing sickness. Or actually wished it were just passing stomach problems.

"You didn't think of that, did you?" Sakura's friend asked her.

She shook her head, and slid down to the floor. And there she saw for a few moments.

"Sakura, we had better get you to the doctor so that we can see if it's true," Tomoyo stated.

Numbly, Sakura nodded and followed her friend. They stopped in the office, saying that Sakura was sick and Tomoyo was escorting her home. Then, they walked out of the school towards the doctors' office.



A few hours later, they walked out of the doctors' office, with the confirmed result that Sakura was pregnant.

Sakura was mumbling to herself as she walked home. "I can't be pregnant. I'm only seventeen...and..and...." she murmured, and didn't see Syaoran, crashing into him.

After they both stood up again, Syaoran looked at her, worried.

"Are you all right, Sakura? You've been leaving class so much lately, and today the office said you went home early," he asked her, concern in his voice.

She sighed and leaned against him, and said, "I'm fine. But..."she didn't complete her sentence...she couldn't say the words.

Mentally Syaoran said, 'But? But what?'

'I'm p-pregnant,' she replied faintly back.

He looked at her, shocked. Tears started streaming out of her eyes, and Syaoran's gaze softened. He wiped the tears away and whispered, "It's all right. Don't cry."

"But I'm only seventeen! And I'm going to be a mother!" she cried out, leaning into his chest again.

"You'll get through this, and I'll be by your side the entire time," Syaoran whispered, trying to calm the sobbing girl.

"You won't leave me?"

His eyes widened at the unbelievable thought and said, "No. Never ever will I leave you. This is my baby, too. I love you so much, and anyway, I wanted to have a family. It doesn't matter if it happens before we get married. We will always be together."

Slowly, Sakura smiled, and embraced Syaoran in a tight hug. He walked her the rest of the way home, his arm around her waist.

When they walked inside her house, they saw Touya, Yukito, and Fujitaka sitting in the living room.

They walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"Sakura, the office called me today, saying you were coming from sick. But you came home late, and we were worried. Also, what are you sick with?" Fujitaka said.

Sakura gulped and said, her voice squeaking, "I'm pregnant."

Touya suddenly jumped up from his chair, and if it wasn't for Yukito, he would have strangled Syaoran.

"Why you little punk! You got my sister pregnant! I'm gonna hurt you so bad!" Touya yelled, straining to get to Syaoran.

But Yukito didn't let him, and whispered something in his ear. Touya relaxed somewhat and sat down, but if looks could kill, Syaoran would have been dead one hundred times already.

Fujitaka looked a little stunned, but got over his reaction and smiled warmly, saying, "Why I'm happy for you, Sakura. You two are going to get married, I take it?"

Looking at each other, both Sakura and Syaoran nodded in unison. Syaoran just had to actually propose to her, that's all.

Syaoran was invited to stay for dinner, but he declined, knowing exactly what Touya was thinking. Sakura was sad that he wasn't staying, but he promised that they could go out after dinner to the park.

As they sat down to dinner, Touya suddenly blurted out, "How could you sleep with that Chinese brat?"

"I-I love him, Touya," Sakura replied, shaking at the icy tone in his voice.

"But he hurt you! All he wants is a pretty girl like you to use. He doesn't really love you! He is incapable of loving!" Touya yelled out.

Sakura suddenly burst into tears and fled out the front door. She ran and ran all the way to the park, to her and Syaoran's special spot.

And there she cried, until she felt warm arms encircling her as Syaoran walked up behind her.

"What's wrong?" he asked her.

She sniffled and replied, "Touya yelled at me and said lies about you."

"Sakura, you shouldn't let him get to you. He'll never understand how we love each other. And like that American lady said all those years ago, 'No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.'"

Faintly, she smiled and turned to face Syaoran. She leaned against him, content just to be in his warm embrace.

"Sooo KAWAI!" Tomoyo schreeched from behind a bush.

And she came out of hiding, with Eriol beside her. She had her trusty video camer in her hand, of course.

Both Sakura and Syaoran sweatdropped and sighed. Of course Tomoyo had to be there, as she always was.

'Be glad she wasn't there that stormy night,' Syaoran said to Sakura mentally.

'Syaoran,' she admonished back mentally to him.

Eriol chuckled, looking at the two. Syaoran faintly glared at him, but playfully.

Even thought it had taken seven years, Syaoran and Eriol had become friends. Of course they weren't that close, but at least they were mainly civilized.

"Congratulations, you two. I hear you are going to be excpecting a baby in about seven months," Eriol said to Sakura and Syaoran.

Sakura looked sharply at her best friend and asked, "Who else knows?"

Tomoyo bit her lip and replied meekly, "Chiharu, Yamazaki, Rika, Naoko, and a few other people."

"TOMOYO!!!" Sakura yelled.

"I, uh, got into the moment. I mean, this is the best thing that has ever happened to you two," Tomoyo said, trying to calm down her enraged friend.

"But I didn't want everyone to know! At least not yet, anyway. Couldn't me and Syaoran have gotten married first? To make it seem less...less...less scandalous seeming?"

"Uh..."

"When will you be getting married?" Eriol suddenly asked in that calm voice of his.

Syaoran shrugged his shoulders in reply, and Eriol burst out laughing.

"You haven't even asked her the 'question' yet," Eriol said, between guffaws.

Syaoran glared at him, and suddenly turned to Sakura.

"Will you marry me?" he asked her.

That jolted her out of her anger, and she opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She tried saying yes, but her tongue wouldn't move. So she nodded and kissed him as her answer.

Syaoran stuck his tongue out at Eriol after he and Sakura finished their kissing.

Eriol just rolled his eyes, then looked at Tomoyo. She was off in her thoughts, her eyes shining at the opportunity to create the perfect wedding dress for Sakura.

Dragging Tomoyo by the arm, Eriol pulled her away from the couple, not wanting her to even started going on about dresses to Sakura. He was pretty sure Sakura did not want to listen to anything like that then.

The sunset came, and Sakura and Syaoran watched it from their special spot. Sakura smiled at the beautiful colors swirling in the sky, and leaned against Syaoran, who had his arms wrapped around her.

All the reds, yellows, and oranges shone brightly, and showed Sakura that hope could be found in even the most unexpected places.

Syaoran had asked her to marry him, and she had been wondering when he would actually get the nerve to ask her. And they would have a family soon, even if it was a bit earlier than Sakura had expected.

With those thoughts firmly rooted in her mind, she sighed happily...