Sakura found herself being led somewhere with a blindfold over her eyes, but she was giggling as she walked blindly forward. She heard Syaoran's voice tell her that it was a surprise. A few minutes later she heard the sound of waves crashing upon the sandy shore and the hair had begun to smell like the salty ocean. What is Syaoran doing...? she had thought to herself. Then Syaoran stopped walking and let go of her hand, and even then she felt something completely new to her...complete trust...trust that he would return. She heard a match strike then flicker in the warm breeze, then she heard Syaoran walking back towards her.
"Surprise..." he whispered into her ear softly as he untied the blindfold.
"Oh...Syaoran..." she gasped as took in what she saw before her. It was a candlelit picnic that was set up on a blanket under a tall palm tree, which looked out over the ocean. He had set this all up for her...it was the sweetest thing anybody had done for her, Sakura said to herself, tears coming to her eyes.
He hugged her from behind, "Do you like it?"
"I love it..." she choked out as a few tears of happiness trickled down her cheek.
He kissed her neck, "Good." He moved her over to the picnic, and they both sat down. Gourmet foods that he himself had cooked were set up neatly on the blanket, two small candles were set up in the center as well as a bottle of sparkling. Syaoran uncorked the bottle of sparkling and poured a generous amount into two glasses, and handed one of them to her. There were no words to explain the emotions that were rushing inside her... She wanted to laugh and cry, run yet stay still, scream and have no sound come out, but most of all she just wanted to find someway to thank him...
The meal was eaten in a loving and comfortable silence, with the occasional hand feeding when she had thought a particular dish was extremely well made. Never in her life had so loved and special. And never in her life had she loved somebody or something so much before. When the meal was finished, Syaoran quickly threw away the trash and repacked things that could not be thrown away. They sat in silence, looking at the rolling ocean with a broken reflection of the moon. She was leaning her head on Syaoran, while he had his arm wrapped loosely around her.
"Aisheteru, Syaoran," she whispered looking up at him, breaking the silence.
He looked down at her, staring into the deep pools of emerald green, "Aishiteru."
***
"Aishiteru, Sakura," Syaoran had responded in real life too. Sakura opened her eyes to find herself cuddled up next to Syaoran. She blushed as she realized her mistake of saying aloud what she had said in the dream, yet she was glad she made it. Those few simple words let her heart warm and glowing. Syaoran felt her hand clench tightly around his shirt as if saying "I don't ever want to let you go." He smiled and pulled her as close as possible, and the two fell peacefully asleep.
The next morning, Sakura woke up to something stroking her cheek softly. "Wake up," said the source of the touch. Looking up, she found two golden amber eyes looking softly down at her. "You have to get ready for school." Syaoran was already dressed although his hair was dripping with little beads of water from just coming out of the shower.
Normally Sakura would have liked to sleep just a little more, but this time she actually got up. Yawning and stretching, she gave Syaoran a little kiss then sauntered into his bathroom. Turning on the shower, she stepped in to let the warm water wash over her. If only every day was like this...she wished in her heart. Splashing water over her face, she suddenly recalled yesterday's events... Then the water turned red as if blood stained it, she blinked a few times to try and get rid of the sight, but it wouldn't disappear. Her eyes clouded over and she found herself being whipped again by Daemon, a long gash appeared on her arm although there wasn't anything really harming her. She screamed.
"Sakura!" Syaoran shouted as he crashed into the bathroom and threw open the shower curtains. He found her squatting on the shower floor, a long gash was in her arm...the bathtub was stained with red. "Oh no..." he cried. He carried her out of the shower, careful to not touch the wound.
Only when the familiar scent of Syaoran reached her nose did Sakura finally come back to her senses. Her eyes turned normal again as she held her arm tightly, gritting her teeth from the pain. Syaoran laid Sakura on the floor and took out a bottle of ointment. Carefully spreading over where Sakura's wound was, the pain stopped almost immediately but not the blood. Taking out a roll of white bandages, he wrapped it firmly around her arm.
"Arigato Syaoran...again," Sakura sighed.
His eyes were focused on her, "Are you up to going to school? Or would you rather stay here?"
"Iie! I'm going to school no matter what!" Sakura declared. Then she realized that she had no clothes on... "Um...Syaoran...where's my school uniform...?"
His checks were tinted a deep red. "I'll go...uh...get them..." he stuttered. Rubbing her arm, Sakura watched him rush off to get the uniform that Tomoyo had dropped off earlier. He came back within seconds, holding her new school uniform. "H-h-here..." he stuttered as he held the uniform out to her while trying not to look at her.
"Surprise..." he whispered into her ear softly as he untied the blindfold.
"Oh...Syaoran..." she gasped as took in what she saw before her. It was a candlelit picnic that was set up on a blanket under a tall palm tree, which looked out over the ocean. He had set this all up for her...it was the sweetest thing anybody had done for her, Sakura said to herself, tears coming to her eyes.
He hugged her from behind, "Do you like it?"
"I love it..." she choked out as a few tears of happiness trickled down her cheek.
He kissed her neck, "Good." He moved her over to the picnic, and they both sat down. Gourmet foods that he himself had cooked were set up neatly on the blanket, two small candles were set up in the center as well as a bottle of sparkling. Syaoran uncorked the bottle of sparkling and poured a generous amount into two glasses, and handed one of them to her. There were no words to explain the emotions that were rushing inside her... She wanted to laugh and cry, run yet stay still, scream and have no sound come out, but most of all she just wanted to find someway to thank him...
The meal was eaten in a loving and comfortable silence, with the occasional hand feeding when she had thought a particular dish was extremely well made. Never in her life had so loved and special. And never in her life had she loved somebody or something so much before. When the meal was finished, Syaoran quickly threw away the trash and repacked things that could not be thrown away. They sat in silence, looking at the rolling ocean with a broken reflection of the moon. She was leaning her head on Syaoran, while he had his arm wrapped loosely around her.
"Aisheteru, Syaoran," she whispered looking up at him, breaking the silence.
He looked down at her, staring into the deep pools of emerald green, "Aishiteru."
***
"Aishiteru, Sakura," Syaoran had responded in real life too. Sakura opened her eyes to find herself cuddled up next to Syaoran. She blushed as she realized her mistake of saying aloud what she had said in the dream, yet she was glad she made it. Those few simple words let her heart warm and glowing. Syaoran felt her hand clench tightly around his shirt as if saying "I don't ever want to let you go." He smiled and pulled her as close as possible, and the two fell peacefully asleep.
The next morning, Sakura woke up to something stroking her cheek softly. "Wake up," said the source of the touch. Looking up, she found two golden amber eyes looking softly down at her. "You have to get ready for school." Syaoran was already dressed although his hair was dripping with little beads of water from just coming out of the shower.
Normally Sakura would have liked to sleep just a little more, but this time she actually got up. Yawning and stretching, she gave Syaoran a little kiss then sauntered into his bathroom. Turning on the shower, she stepped in to let the warm water wash over her. If only every day was like this...she wished in her heart. Splashing water over her face, she suddenly recalled yesterday's events... Then the water turned red as if blood stained it, she blinked a few times to try and get rid of the sight, but it wouldn't disappear. Her eyes clouded over and she found herself being whipped again by Daemon, a long gash appeared on her arm although there wasn't anything really harming her. She screamed.
"Sakura!" Syaoran shouted as he crashed into the bathroom and threw open the shower curtains. He found her squatting on the shower floor, a long gash was in her arm...the bathtub was stained with red. "Oh no..." he cried. He carried her out of the shower, careful to not touch the wound.
Only when the familiar scent of Syaoran reached her nose did Sakura finally come back to her senses. Her eyes turned normal again as she held her arm tightly, gritting her teeth from the pain. Syaoran laid Sakura on the floor and took out a bottle of ointment. Carefully spreading over where Sakura's wound was, the pain stopped almost immediately but not the blood. Taking out a roll of white bandages, he wrapped it firmly around her arm.
"Arigato Syaoran...again," Sakura sighed.
His eyes were focused on her, "Are you up to going to school? Or would you rather stay here?"
"Iie! I'm going to school no matter what!" Sakura declared. Then she realized that she had no clothes on... "Um...Syaoran...where's my school uniform...?"
His checks were tinted a deep red. "I'll go...uh...get them..." he stuttered. Rubbing her arm, Sakura watched him rush off to get the uniform that Tomoyo had dropped off earlier. He came back within seconds, holding her new school uniform. "H-h-here..." he stuttered as he held the uniform out to her while trying not to look at her.