Author's Apology: I am VERY sorry the uploads took so long. I am frantically typing down everything that needs typing from "To Catch A Falling Star" to fixing "Soleil Noir" and then the numerous oneshots and songfics that I came up with while my PC was under hiatus. I will upload like hell from this day forwards!
Where You Are
by Ekai Ungson
Chapter 6: Questions and Answers
June 21
Watashi no nisshi,
"Sometimes, in my darkest thoughts, I wish I'd never learned what it is to be in love
and have that love returned."
That was a line from a song I heard Tomoyo practicing today.
Do I believe it? Well... maybe. Sometimes, when I feel really bad I end up blaming him
for everything that happened.
But none of it's his fault; I just have no one to blame but myself for believing.
Dreams are lost and dreams are found, and someday I might find myself believing that
I truly am all right, and that I have no more shadows in my heart.
But for now I'll stand pretending.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Great party, Meilin!"
"Yeah! I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Thanks for the wonderful night, Miss Meilin."
Meilin and Tomoyo stood greeting people goodbye.
Then suddenly Tomoyo lookeed up. "Where's Sakura-chan?"
Meilin shrugged. "I don't know. Hey-- come to think of it I haven't seen Xiao Lang either."
~*~*~
The midnight chimes sounded.
She stood there, frozen, looking up at the night sky, moonlight on her skin, stardust in her hair.
Magic; in her solemn green eyes.
At least, that's what he saw in her.
He took a step forward and she blinked and turned around to see him there.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "You... startled me."
"Sorry," he apologized.
She looked at him with puzzled eyes. "Can I... help you?"
He sighed. "We need to talk."
"... About what?"
"About... things."
"... Okay."
He heard voices around so he led her to the swing set they'd been sitting on earlier.
She sat down on one and he took the other.
Silence.
"... What did you want to talk about?" Sakura asked.
"Sakura-- I--" he faltered. "Sakura..." he tried again. "I'm sorry for breaking..."
He heard the swing chains creak so he realized she must've moved.
Her skirt swished back and forth as it touched the grass.
"It's okay."
He blinked. That was it? It's okay? "But-- Ming-na--"
She stopped swinging. "Syaoran-kun, you promised me you'd be back. You didn't promise me your heart," she stated softly. "You don't have to explain to me."
He was awed. Did she really believe this to be true?
... No. She didn't.
But of course she wouldn't let him know that.
He was engaged; taken.
She was not to stand in his way.
"Is there anything else?" she asked.
"... No..." he replied.
She stood up and gathered her skirts. "All right." She began to walk away.
"Sakura--"
She turned. "Hai?"
His amber eyes looked up at her, as if pleading. "Did you... really...?"
She knew what he was trying to ask even though he hadn't said the words.
She smiled, sadly.
"I have never forgotten, Syaoran-kun."
And she left him there, her words hanging in the night air.
I have never forgotten.
~*~*~
With one clarifying answer came a thousand questions.
Questions that tormented Syaoran for the rest of the night and most of the
morning.
Fist of all; what did she mean?
Did she mean she had been loyal to her word... and that was that?
Or did she mean that she'd never forgotten because she still loved him...?
Did her quiet words mean defeat, resignation?
Or calm defiance... even hate?
But Sakura was not capable of hate. That much he was sure of.
~*~*~
"He looks as if he's in pain," Shiefa commented.
"He is," Ielan confirmed.
"Mother? What do you know about this?" Fanren asked.
Ielan smiled. "You'll know soon enough."
~*~*~
He couldn't just drop Ming-na.
But he loved Sakura.
This was great. Just great.
Where You Are
by Ekai Ungson
Chapter 6: Questions and Answers
June 21
Watashi no nisshi,
"Sometimes, in my darkest thoughts, I wish I'd never learned what it is to be in love
and have that love returned."
That was a line from a song I heard Tomoyo practicing today.
Do I believe it? Well... maybe. Sometimes, when I feel really bad I end up blaming him
for everything that happened.
But none of it's his fault; I just have no one to blame but myself for believing.
Dreams are lost and dreams are found, and someday I might find myself believing that
I truly am all right, and that I have no more shadows in my heart.
But for now I'll stand pretending.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Great party, Meilin!"
"Yeah! I'll see you tomorrow!"
"Thanks for the wonderful night, Miss Meilin."
Meilin and Tomoyo stood greeting people goodbye.
Then suddenly Tomoyo lookeed up. "Where's Sakura-chan?"
Meilin shrugged. "I don't know. Hey-- come to think of it I haven't seen Xiao Lang either."
~*~*~
The midnight chimes sounded.
She stood there, frozen, looking up at the night sky, moonlight on her skin, stardust in her hair.
Magic; in her solemn green eyes.
At least, that's what he saw in her.
He took a step forward and she blinked and turned around to see him there.
Her eyes widened in surprise. "You... startled me."
"Sorry," he apologized.
She looked at him with puzzled eyes. "Can I... help you?"
He sighed. "We need to talk."
"... About what?"
"About... things."
"... Okay."
He heard voices around so he led her to the swing set they'd been sitting on earlier.
She sat down on one and he took the other.
Silence.
"... What did you want to talk about?" Sakura asked.
"Sakura-- I--" he faltered. "Sakura..." he tried again. "I'm sorry for breaking..."
He heard the swing chains creak so he realized she must've moved.
Her skirt swished back and forth as it touched the grass.
"It's okay."
He blinked. That was it? It's okay? "But-- Ming-na--"
She stopped swinging. "Syaoran-kun, you promised me you'd be back. You didn't promise me your heart," she stated softly. "You don't have to explain to me."
He was awed. Did she really believe this to be true?
... No. She didn't.
But of course she wouldn't let him know that.
He was engaged; taken.
She was not to stand in his way.
"Is there anything else?" she asked.
"... No..." he replied.
She stood up and gathered her skirts. "All right." She began to walk away.
"Sakura--"
She turned. "Hai?"
His amber eyes looked up at her, as if pleading. "Did you... really...?"
She knew what he was trying to ask even though he hadn't said the words.
She smiled, sadly.
"I have never forgotten, Syaoran-kun."
And she left him there, her words hanging in the night air.
I have never forgotten.
~*~*~
With one clarifying answer came a thousand questions.
Questions that tormented Syaoran for the rest of the night and most of the
morning.
Fist of all; what did she mean?
Did she mean she had been loyal to her word... and that was that?
Or did she mean that she'd never forgotten because she still loved him...?
Did her quiet words mean defeat, resignation?
Or calm defiance... even hate?
But Sakura was not capable of hate. That much he was sure of.
~*~*~
"He looks as if he's in pain," Shiefa commented.
"He is," Ielan confirmed.
"Mother? What do you know about this?" Fanren asked.
Ielan smiled. "You'll know soon enough."
~*~*~
He couldn't just drop Ming-na.
But he loved Sakura.
This was great. Just great.