Back To Your Heart: Chapter 5 By ~*Chibi-Sakura*~

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Here's ya chapter folks! It's pretty long, in Syaoran's parts, but I think all S&S fans shall enjoy this (I know i did!) Gomen for all you readers that were waiting! I just couldn't post it up before ff.net all shut down! So forgive me! Well I won't blow everything, so read it already, and review me when ya done!!!!!!! (AN: I re-did Chapter 3 a little bit...read it again before reading this!)

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Chapter 5: Leaving Everything Behind

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"Excuse me?" said Motoki, not quite understanding what his girlfriend had just sprung on him, "Did you just say Tokyo?"

She gave out a sheepish grin as she twirled the telephone chord and tugging on it constantly, "Well it seems like a good idea..sort of. I mean you used to live there right?"

"Yeah..?" he said not quite understanding her point.

"Wouldn't you like to go back there? You know..to you see you're family?" she suggested, hoping he'd go for it.

"I suppose. Maybe it is a good idea," he said. Seeing his family was quite a benifit, but there were also other reasons why he had moved away from there that he didn't want to mention just yet to her.

"So are you up to it?" she said

He shrugged, "Sure..why not," he rolled his jaded eyes not knowing what he just got himself into.

Suddenly, there came a squeal of happiness that Sakura hadn't let out for quite some time now! (AN: ~_~), "Arigatou Motoki-sama! I'd kiss you right now but..."

He chuckled, "Say no more. We'll leave tomorrow, okay?"

She smiled widely, "Okay! Ja ne until then! Osyasumi!"

"Osyasumi, Sakura-chan," he smiled and hung up.

~ CLICK ~

Sakura hopped on to her bed happily. Kero lifted an eyebrow. He'd known Sakura since she was 10 and yet he still hasn't figured out how this girl thinks.

"Well...somebody looks happy," he smirked. She didn't notice the sarcasam hint but just turned to him.

"I'm moving to Tokyo!" she grinned

Kero's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, "Nani?! Did I hear right?"

She nodded, "Tomorrow, Motoki and I are leaving this place forever," she let out a dreamy sigh, "And we'll live happily ever after,"

"B-b-b.." Kero started, but Sakura cut him off, "Kero-chan... I thought you would understand. Of all the people, all my friends. Syaoran hurt me...a lot. And I can't seem to get over that. So now..I'm taking the big step and moving..away from this place,"

"But what about Tomoyo? Eriol? And what about Touya-sama?!" he uttered a low mutter, "Did you even think about Touya? Your onii-chan?! He'd never let you go!"

"Kero-chan. I'm an adult. I can make my own decisions..I don't need Touya-kun to keep me back from what I wanna do," she smiled as she took out her suitcases and packed clothes into them.

He looked into her eyes and saw sadness. Sadness that has lived in her heart for seven very long years. It would make him tremedously happy to see that gone, and have the happiness back in the Sakura he used to know. The Sakura full of cheerfulness, who always made people like the person they are.

"Wakarimashita..." he finally said, "Just be careful...I'd hate to see you get hurt. But if this is what makes you happy...I'll let you go,"

Sakura walked up to her small, little, furry friend. She smiled and gave him a hug, "Arigatou Gozaimasu, Kero-chan,"

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Meiling walked the wide halls of the Li mansion. She was carrying around two pieces of paper, important documents of somesort and placed them into her pocket. Wearing her usual red chinese outfit with her white belt with the ying-yang, and her hair up into odangos, she passed the training room where Mizuki was practicing with her sword skills. Meiling peeked her head inside and nobody was inside with her. She knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mizuki-chan, do you know where Syaoran is?" she asked as she watched Mizuki put all her focus on a mat which was standing upright.

"Um, I think he's in the bedroom," was her response as she sliced through the mat cleanly in two. She smiled at her accompishment.

"Thanks," she said as she walked out of the room and shut the doors behind her.

Continuing down the halls, she braced herself. Wondering if this was going to work. Possibly not. Syaoran can be so stubborn sometimes...but she was eager and she didn't want to give up on this. Meiling reached the two big doors leading inside his room. She took a deep breath and turned the knobs. There Syaoran was in white robes, searching for something in his closet. She slowly knocked on the door.

"Syaoran?" she said.

"Hn," he said, not looking up from his business and rumaging through a bunch of old clothing.

She slipped through the door and made her way to his bed. She sat on the bed, right behind from him, "What are you looking for?" she said trying to make it sound as casual as she possibly could.

He ran his fingers through his auburn hair, "My old sword," he mumured as he dug through the piles of clothing.

She smiled half heartildy, "You mean the one you used when we were kids?" she said, thinking about all those days and adventures with the Clow Cards. Those were the days where he wouldn't deny that he loved Sakura.

He nodded but still didn't turn around, "Yeah, that one," he accidently threw a shirt into her face. She pulled it away from her and noticed it was the same one he gave to Sakura a long time ago. Sakura had worn it when there was storm...and she burst through the door demanding why she was wearing that shirt she had given him, "Sorry,"

She handed him the old green shirt, "It's alright," she noticed that he had also picked up an old frame of him and Sakura together, "You still have that?"

He nodded, "I don't know why I still keep it. Maybe the memories are too good to let go," he sighed as he pushed it aside, and looked for his sword again.

"Or maybe," she chimed in, "You still love her," He lifted his head and froze. He slowly turned around and faced her. Her cunning red eyes stared deep into his honey-colored ones.

He moved his lips but she spoke first, "Don't you dare deny it. I know you love her Syaoran. I can see it in your eyes. You're just trying helplessly to get rid of it. I understand you are married to Mizuki..but you can't say that into my face that you truley loved her the way you loved Sakura. Never. Nobody could ever take her place, and you know that too, don't you?"

His eyes gently went from her eyes to the carpeted floor, "Yes," he admitted, "But you don't understand Meiling,"

She twitched and suddenly she began disputing with him once more, "If it's about the Clan and the responsibilities, Syaoran. I say let them go. What good does it do if you're not with the one person your in love with the most? You'll just live miserably. And I know. I've seen you. Haven't gotten a descent sleep ever since you've arrived. Pretending your in love when you arent. I see these things you know," she said quietly.

He got fed up of this, "So what am I going to do about it Meiling? Just walk away from my life here, from you, my mother and sisters? Somehow get to Japan and win her back?" he said, "How do you propose I do that? And besides, she probably hates me and moved on,"

Meiling pulled out the papers that were in her pocket eariler. They were in fact important documents, for they were airplane tickets. "Simple dear cousin. I know how important she is in your life. I couldn't stand you being so unhappy," she handed them to him and he took it awkwardly. He was fairly surprised at this gesture.

He shook his head, "No..I can't." She stared at him wide-eyed

"What do you mean?" she was certainly upset.

"There's so much to leave behind...what would my mother think of this? She'd have my head! You *know* that I'm the secondary leader in the Clan and I'm about to be the head leader very soon. And what about Mizuki? And my sisters? I have so many responsibilities here...No.. I can't!" he said stressfully ruffling his hair.

She gave him a disappointed look as she headed towards the door, "What happened to you Syaoran? Where did the Syaoran that never gave up until he got his way go?," She paused, "What happened to the Syaoran who give it all up for love..?" she walked out leaving him alone staring at her.

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Later that Night...

Syaoran was determined to finally get this over with. He paced around the small room wearing his traditional green robes with the bells on the end of them. The tension was gaining on him. Ever since he understood this, he was very loyal towards the Clan. This had been the first time he would go against them. But then again, he'd never loose the person he loved most to them once more. This was his last chance of ever getting her back. A young woman in a pink Chinese dress up to her ankles, brown hair which was tied into a bun and eyes like Syaoran's.

"Are you sure you want to get this over with Little Brother?" she asked him concernedly.

He nodded, "Yes Feimei," She shook her head in condemnation.

"She must be one great girl," she said smiling and leading him inside.

"That she is," he smiled and entered the room.

It was fancy and the room looked very delicate. Silk was weaved through the room in many different colors and textures. In the center of the room was a little cut-out space where they sat. There were two poles before them, which held a bowl of fire on top. In the center of the space were the Elders of the Clan. They was wearing tremendously long red and white Chinese style-robes. They looked much like Syoaran's only about five times bigger and in different colors. The remaining of the robes cascaded down up to the floor. The Eldest one stood, walked up to the two and gave them a grim look.

Feimei and Syaoran bowed.

"Syaoran, what is the meaning of this disruption?" demanded the Eldest

"I would like to ask permission for a preposition," he said.

"Which would be?" the Elder asked.

He took a deep breath, "To discontinue my marriage with Mizuki Kaiou,"

This appalled the leader, "Most certainly not! I forbid you in doing so,"

Feimei lifted an eyebrow, "May I speak?"

"You may,"

"I believe Syaoran has the full right to. Afterall, he didn't decide on marrying Miss Kaiou. He deserves every right to choose now what he'd like to do with his life," She said abruptly. Syaoran smiled at his sister in thanks.

But even with all efforts, as the Eldest looked at the others, the reply was the same, "Absolutley not,"

Finding no luck of persuading the Elders, he had decided he couldn't be chained to them any longer, "Very well. Then I decounce all relation to this Clan and it's duties," and with that he walked out of the chamber as the Elders conversed among themselves only to next deal with the last obstacle in his way.

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Syaoran and Mizuki sat in their bedroom as they talked. Mizuki was quite a nervous wreck, her hair all over the place and her eyes were red and sore from all the crying. She was also reasonably hystercal, but she was calmed by Syaoran.

"Mizuki..please don't cry," he pleaded while taking her hand. She didn't resist but let him this last time, for she knew it was her last time with him.

She wiped a few tears away from her cheeks and looked into his amber eyes, "How can't I Syaoran? I feel so worthless, like I haven't been the best I can be to you..."

He was surprised she thought this, "Don't say that...you've been the best. But you'd just have to understand, Mizuki that we were never meant to be. I'll be honest...when I first met you...I hardly liked you.." he let out a small chuckle and she cringed, "But I learned to love you...but I've just now realized, I could never love you the way you love me,"

She remained silent for a while which concerned him, "I'm sorry Mizuki...but.." She cut him off, "It's not that Syaoran. Why didn't you tell me sooner? You've never opened up to me before...you realize that? I've been so worried about you..and when you finally open up...you say you're going to leave me. Why couldn't you have tried?" she hung her head low, pulled her hand away from his and wiped more tears away.

This had just now occured to Syaoran that it was true. He not once ever spoke to Mizuki about things. Not even everyday life. He never tried. "I-i...I didn't notice it until recently...that I had been pushing you away. I suppose it's a bit late for that. But I'm sorry...I really should have talked with you," he said. She lifted her head to face him again, staring into his eyes once more.

"When I first met you...I thought you were my everything already. It looked like it was a fairy tale wedding and I had my Prince Charming. It was all too good to be true and it was. But seeing as you don't feel the same way..." she said as a tear fell from her eye, "I'll let you go...she'd better take good care of you,"

"...How did you know?" he asked her, mystified that she knew.

Mizuki smiled at him, "You can tell when somebody's in love. Sure I wish it were me..but whoever she is...I hope you love her as much as I love you," he nodded at this and she continued, "Always remember that whatever you do...where ever you go...I'll still love you, and I want you to take care of yourself," she smiled and hugged him one last time.

Syaoran smiled and stood up to pick up his suitcases. Mizuki who was still sitting on the bed didn't want to led him out, for it would be to painful. He quietly walked out of the bedroom and shut the door. This was it...moving back to Japan to win back his one and only love, Sakura.

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End Of Chapter 5: Leaving Everything Behind

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Bwhahaha.. another cliffhanger! I bet ya'll just hate me now don't you? Chapter six will be out *very* soon! Again, I apologize for the lack of time I've been putting up on this chapter! FF.Net just keeps shutting down, so...GOMEN! B'sides, I'm still in the process of creating Chapter 6 and momentarily editing it every once in awhile^.^ So how was it? Great? Good? bad? horrible? Please R&R! I know lots of S&S fans are happy right about now :o) Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Remember review, review, review!

Love Alwayz...

~*Chibi-Sakura*~