Ugh…the beginning of this chapter is so boring, it disgusts me. Sorry you
guys, I had a temporary writer's block. . I almost got no reviews that
day, so I was feeling rejected. -.- You know thought nobody liked my
story…blah blah blah. But! I got reviews and I feel better! You ppl really
are my muses for writing, you inspire me! LOL but seriously, thanks you
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Angel: Thanks a lot for the review. Glad you liked the story, but this chapter won't be as great as the others…kinda dull…kinda boring…but it's kinda like a turning point too.
Wolf of a Cherry Blossom: *throws pillow back* Yah, I know that was mean, but this chapter they are sort of better. Read and find out why!! Mwahahahaha. -.- Ok…so I'm weird…
Mel-Chan: ^.^ Glad you enjoyed the humor I tried put in this story. I didn't want EVERYTHING to be all sad and depressing. You might not want to read the other fic I have…it won't be updated for a LONG LONG time because I need to finish this one first. But thanks for the thought.
Chimelle-08: Love you story of CCS: Elseworlds. It's even on my fav list!! Also love your poem: "Illusions of Affection." Reviewed for both of them, heehee. Keep up the good work, keep posting, ok? Thanks for your review, ^.^ I always aimed to draw people into the story.
Sakura-Chan: LOL I need to know what happens in the end too! I'm sorta making this up as I go along… -.- But hey, I would say this fic is moving pretty fast. You're my first reviewer of today! Congrats!!
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The next day, Syaoran was driving his car to Sakura's apartment. He was listening to the phone ring, waiting for Sakura to pick up. After three rings a voice finally picked up, "Moshi moshi?"
"Yah…hi…it's Syaoran," he replied
"Li-kun!" she exclaimed.
"I'm on my way to pick you up, is that alright?"
He sweat dropped as he heard some crashing in the background, "NOW!?!?!?!"
"Um…yeah…"
Sakura panicked. She had expected more time to prepare for her day with Syaoran. [I know this isn't a date…but I still want to look nice.] "I'll leave my door unlocked. You can just come in and uh…wait just a bit?"
Syaoran laughed, girls were always taking such a long time to prepare. He remembered how Kinomoto Sakura would spend hours getting ready for dates. "Sure. What's your room number?"
"Oh right! My room number is 713, on the 7th floor," Sakura answered. Syaoran laughed a little more as he heard those numbers. "What's so funny?"
"Those numbers…are the exact same numbers as my birthday! July 13th."
There was silence at the other end of the line. [Maybe that's the reason why I was so attracted to this room in the first place… Because of him… I was so determined to get this room, it felt so perfect to me. Maybe this is a sign. NO! Stop thinking about him Sakura…the universe doesn't revolve around him.] After she calmed the mental battle raging in her mind, she cleared her throat, "What a coincidence. I have to go now…I need to get ready."
The phone clicked, and Syaoran hung up his own cell phone. [Were you thinking about us, Sakura? Because I just can't stop thinking about that…we were perfect.] While Syaoran was driving around trying to find where Sakura's apartment building was, Sakura was digging through her entire wardrobe. She pulled out a rusty pinky tank top that had two slits on both sides that had safety pins holding it together. Three tears were slashed around the front of her chest of her tank top as if a cat decided to play with it. Underneath the tears, written in a black was "…meow…" She quickly pulled it over her head, careful to not rip anything.
Syaoran parked his car, and walked in through the apartment. [Here goes nothing…] He thought to himself as he pushed the up button for the elevator. He watched the numbers light up as he began to approach the seventh floor. Meanwhile Sakura was still digging through her wardrobe for the perfect skirt or shorts to wear that would match her top. She was in the process of opening a drawer, when she heard somebody knock on her door.
"Who is it?!?" she hollered out; her attention still on finding something to match her tank top.
"Syaoran…" Syaoran called back. There was another loud crashing in the background…reminding him of when he used to pick Kinomoto Sakura up for a date. There was always some crashing and some yelling…but in the end it was worth the wait. She would always look like a goddess.
"Come on in, Li-kun. The door is unlocked…you can wait on the couch…" she yelled back.
Syaoran tried the knob, and sure enough it turned allowing access to Sakura's apartment. He frowned when he saw the inside of her apartment; it was messy and had a faint smell of alcohol. And sure enough there were a few empty bottles lying on the counter. He sighed a little, and began to clean her apartment up a little; ignoring Sakura's request to have him sit on the couch and wait.
Sakura on the other hand finally was able to find one of the new skirts Tomoyo had designed for her. It was a simple black stretch skirt with three chains looping around the side of the skirt. [Thank you, Tomoyo! Thank you!] After pulling that on, she ran into the bathroom. She looked at her make-up and grabbed a bottle of a spacy light blue lip-gloss. Spreading it over her perfectly shaped lips, Sakura glanced at herself in the mirror. The blue lip-gloss gave a cool effect to her lips, but the color was still pink…but now…more of a metallic pink. She spread on some metallic pink eye shadow, and decided that she was good to go. [Why am I even bothering with all this…this isn't a date or something. Just a day to hang out with a…friend…Syaoran…] Still a tiny corner of her mind that she ignored screamed out [Because you love him, and he loves you.] Grabbing a black mini backpack, she stuffed some money, make-up, and her keys into it.
"Ok, I'm ready," she declared as she stepped out of the bathroom.
Syaoran dropped the rag her was holding to wipe to see how she looked. His jaw was about the drop when he saw her. Although it wasn't the same preppy style he was used to…he liked this chic punk style also. The way the tank top and skirt hugged her body tightly, but comfortably… His eyes trailed slowly up her body until he got to her lips…her shiny lips…that seemed to call out to him. He had to fight the urge to kiss her right there and then.
Sakura felt her cheeks grow hot, as she felt him surveying her with his eyes. She broke the tension by saying, "Let me just put on my boots, and then we can go, ne?"
Syaoran snapped out of his trance, "Huh? Yah…sure…"
Sakura was going to wear the knee length boots that Tomoyo had designed for her…but it wouldn't be comfortable to sit in while you're in a boat. She pulled on some other black boots instead that didn't go as high. "Alright, let's go!"
He offered his arm like how a prince offers his arm to escort a princess. He had a slight smile on his face as he glanced at Sakura for her reaction. [Arg…I hate that smile of his… I bet he gets everything he wants that way] she growled to herself as she accepted his arm, and slipped her hand through it. Syaoran escorted her all the way to the car, and even opened the door for her. [If she and I can't be together…then I might as well try to make the most of things…]
Sakura and Syaoran soon arrived at a beautiful lake with various trees surrounding the lake. There were fully grown weeping cherry blossom trees, where some of the branches brushed lightly along the lake surface leaving a trail of ripples. Other regular cherry blossom trees also surrounded the lake of various colors…they would release some of their petals whenever the wind blew. Wild flowers also sprinkled the edge of the lake, adding to the heavenly scent. A few ducks and swans swam gently along the few boats that were already out there.
"It's so beautiful…" Sakura gasped.
"Isn't it? Rumors have it that this is where an angel fell from the Heavens, instantly making it like a place from Heaven," Syaoran explained.
Sakura surveyed the lake a little more, while Syaoran went to order a boat for the two of them. It was like a dream…the way the petals floated gracefully over the surface, the way the sun tinted the lake just a bit to make it seem like the sand beneath it was gold, the way the wind swept lightly across the lake to carry the scent of its beautiful flowers and Sakura trees to anybody who was near. The swans and ducks added even more elegance to the mysterious ambience of the lake.
"Come on, Sakura," Syaoran called out he waited for Sakura to catch up to him. A tall man led to two to a rowboat that had some of the white paint chipped off. However Sakura believed that if the boat had looked fresh, the ambience of the lake would somehow be ruined.
Syaoran began rowing the boat, his muscles flexing every time he dug the oars into the water. Sakura couldn't help but gaze at the chestnut-haired boy sitting in front of her… She longed so much to be with him again, to be able to feel his arms around her and to be able to be able to touch his body. She longed for his kiss even more…the sweet savory chocolate taste of his kiss. She watched his muscles flex as he easily rowed the small white rowboat away from the shore.
Syaoran felt Sakura's eyes on him, so he looked back, "What's wrong?"
Sakura felt her cheeks grow hot, "N-nothing."
Syaoran smiled a little, noticing that she was blushing. [Maybe she still likes me…but for whatever reason it is that she can't be with me, I won't ask. And maybe I don't even want to know…] he said to himself, as he feared that maybe another guy would be the cause of this. [No…Tomoyo said it was my fault…perhaps I could fix it then…]
"Sakura…can we talk?" Syaoran asked hesitantly when they reached the center of the lake.
"Sure, what about?" Sakura replied happily, still admiring the beauty of the lake.
"Us…"
Sakura froze; she had a bad feeling about this conversation. Yet the corner of her mind that she had locked away burst through, screaming at her to accept this topic of conversation. "Fine…"
"Sakura…I know you may not like me, even though…I love you…" he began.
Sakura bit her lip lower lip, [He had said "I love you…"] Then another part of her argued, [Does he mean it? Is he talking about you or Kinomoto Sakura?]
Syaoran continued, "I know you think that I love you only because you're also Kinomoto Sakura…but that's not true! And I think deep inside you, you know it to!"
It was true…she did know it to deep inside her. But this was the part of her that she denied so much until she actually convinced herself that he didn't truly love her. She kept silent.
"Remember when I brought you back to my apartment…?"
Sakura gave a small nod, as she pretended to look at a passing weeping cherry blossom tree.
"Remember…remember that kiss I gave you? You can't tell me that it wasn't love! I know you felt it…"
Sakura forced her ice blue eyes to look into his deep amber eyes. She did remember, but it was so vague now. Another part scolded her [You know you felt love for Syaoran too when he kissed you that time…and when he brought you to the movies and to Cloud Nine before that…] But a more powerful voice inside her mind boomed out [He said the night he kissed you that nothing else mattered because the two were reunited… Could that mean that even if it wasn't the actual Kinomoto Sakura, as long as it was part of her…nothing mattered?]
Sakura was caught by surprise when Syaoran came forward and kissed her again…a kiss of hunger, longing, and passion. This was the kiss she had missed for so long…and she couldn't stop her body from reacting to him. She kissed back. Syaoran was holding her body so that she wouldn't be able to resist him…although she didn't even bother to try in the first place. His tongue rolled over her lips, wiping the lip-gloss away to get to the full flavor of her sweet lips that waited underneath it all. Sakura lost complete control of her mind, body, and heart as she brought out her own tongue to play with his. Syaoran took this as an invitation and slowly led his tongue into her mouth, exploring as he pleased. Something inside Sakura snapped as she remembered the memory of being the reincarnation of Kinomoto Sakura, she jerked her face away.
"Go-gomen nasai…" he apologized as he let go of her. He blushed a bright crimson color, as he returned to rowing the rowboat again.
Sakura felt more confusion and more longing that she had ever felt before. [Why had she kissed back…?] This time the answer came from her heart… She still loved him…it was something she could hide and run from…but it was the truth. A realization dawned over her as she realized that she loved him…and he loved her. Nothing else did matter. She decided to push farther.
"Li…Syaoran?" she began slowly, deciding to use his first name again. "When you told me that night that it no longer mattered because we were together again…what did you mean?"
Syaoran brought his face up to look at her. "It's hard to explain…maybe because it felt as if we were meant to be. But I think I mainly meant being together again…" He was about to say how Kinomoto Sakura used to be his girlfriend…but then he stopped. [I connect everything in this relationship to her… No wonder she left me again…] "I know you felt a spark too when you came to the movies with me and the gang…and then when I took you to Cloud Nine. And then when that stupid Hakai incident came along…well I didn't…I don't know. I guess I felt that the link between up snapped or something." Syaoran looked back up to expecting an answer, but he found Sakura speechless…no words were able to come out.
Sakura only nodded, and directed her gaze to the scenery around her. Syaoran frowned…[Had he failed again? Was Sakura still upset at him…?] In truth, Sakura wasn't. It's just that she had no words to say what she wanted to say. A relief had washed over her when he said that though. [Maybe it didn't matter if I'm Kinomoto Sakura or not…maybe he loves me…just me…] As she saw a bunch of wild flowers pass by, she made another decision. [I'll give a rose to him during the Rose Confessions… And then confess to him personally…] A weight had been lifted from her heart.
Angel: Thanks a lot for the review. Glad you liked the story, but this chapter won't be as great as the others…kinda dull…kinda boring…but it's kinda like a turning point too.
Wolf of a Cherry Blossom: *throws pillow back* Yah, I know that was mean, but this chapter they are sort of better. Read and find out why!! Mwahahahaha. -.- Ok…so I'm weird…
Mel-Chan: ^.^ Glad you enjoyed the humor I tried put in this story. I didn't want EVERYTHING to be all sad and depressing. You might not want to read the other fic I have…it won't be updated for a LONG LONG time because I need to finish this one first. But thanks for the thought.
Chimelle-08: Love you story of CCS: Elseworlds. It's even on my fav list!! Also love your poem: "Illusions of Affection." Reviewed for both of them, heehee. Keep up the good work, keep posting, ok? Thanks for your review, ^.^ I always aimed to draw people into the story.
Sakura-Chan: LOL I need to know what happens in the end too! I'm sorta making this up as I go along… -.- But hey, I would say this fic is moving pretty fast. You're my first reviewer of today! Congrats!!
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The next day, Syaoran was driving his car to Sakura's apartment. He was listening to the phone ring, waiting for Sakura to pick up. After three rings a voice finally picked up, "Moshi moshi?"
"Yah…hi…it's Syaoran," he replied
"Li-kun!" she exclaimed.
"I'm on my way to pick you up, is that alright?"
He sweat dropped as he heard some crashing in the background, "NOW!?!?!?!"
"Um…yeah…"
Sakura panicked. She had expected more time to prepare for her day with Syaoran. [I know this isn't a date…but I still want to look nice.] "I'll leave my door unlocked. You can just come in and uh…wait just a bit?"
Syaoran laughed, girls were always taking such a long time to prepare. He remembered how Kinomoto Sakura would spend hours getting ready for dates. "Sure. What's your room number?"
"Oh right! My room number is 713, on the 7th floor," Sakura answered. Syaoran laughed a little more as he heard those numbers. "What's so funny?"
"Those numbers…are the exact same numbers as my birthday! July 13th."
There was silence at the other end of the line. [Maybe that's the reason why I was so attracted to this room in the first place… Because of him… I was so determined to get this room, it felt so perfect to me. Maybe this is a sign. NO! Stop thinking about him Sakura…the universe doesn't revolve around him.] After she calmed the mental battle raging in her mind, she cleared her throat, "What a coincidence. I have to go now…I need to get ready."
The phone clicked, and Syaoran hung up his own cell phone. [Were you thinking about us, Sakura? Because I just can't stop thinking about that…we were perfect.] While Syaoran was driving around trying to find where Sakura's apartment building was, Sakura was digging through her entire wardrobe. She pulled out a rusty pinky tank top that had two slits on both sides that had safety pins holding it together. Three tears were slashed around the front of her chest of her tank top as if a cat decided to play with it. Underneath the tears, written in a black was "…meow…" She quickly pulled it over her head, careful to not rip anything.
Syaoran parked his car, and walked in through the apartment. [Here goes nothing…] He thought to himself as he pushed the up button for the elevator. He watched the numbers light up as he began to approach the seventh floor. Meanwhile Sakura was still digging through her wardrobe for the perfect skirt or shorts to wear that would match her top. She was in the process of opening a drawer, when she heard somebody knock on her door.
"Who is it?!?" she hollered out; her attention still on finding something to match her tank top.
"Syaoran…" Syaoran called back. There was another loud crashing in the background…reminding him of when he used to pick Kinomoto Sakura up for a date. There was always some crashing and some yelling…but in the end it was worth the wait. She would always look like a goddess.
"Come on in, Li-kun. The door is unlocked…you can wait on the couch…" she yelled back.
Syaoran tried the knob, and sure enough it turned allowing access to Sakura's apartment. He frowned when he saw the inside of her apartment; it was messy and had a faint smell of alcohol. And sure enough there were a few empty bottles lying on the counter. He sighed a little, and began to clean her apartment up a little; ignoring Sakura's request to have him sit on the couch and wait.
Sakura on the other hand finally was able to find one of the new skirts Tomoyo had designed for her. It was a simple black stretch skirt with three chains looping around the side of the skirt. [Thank you, Tomoyo! Thank you!] After pulling that on, she ran into the bathroom. She looked at her make-up and grabbed a bottle of a spacy light blue lip-gloss. Spreading it over her perfectly shaped lips, Sakura glanced at herself in the mirror. The blue lip-gloss gave a cool effect to her lips, but the color was still pink…but now…more of a metallic pink. She spread on some metallic pink eye shadow, and decided that she was good to go. [Why am I even bothering with all this…this isn't a date or something. Just a day to hang out with a…friend…Syaoran…] Still a tiny corner of her mind that she ignored screamed out [Because you love him, and he loves you.] Grabbing a black mini backpack, she stuffed some money, make-up, and her keys into it.
"Ok, I'm ready," she declared as she stepped out of the bathroom.
Syaoran dropped the rag her was holding to wipe to see how she looked. His jaw was about the drop when he saw her. Although it wasn't the same preppy style he was used to…he liked this chic punk style also. The way the tank top and skirt hugged her body tightly, but comfortably… His eyes trailed slowly up her body until he got to her lips…her shiny lips…that seemed to call out to him. He had to fight the urge to kiss her right there and then.
Sakura felt her cheeks grow hot, as she felt him surveying her with his eyes. She broke the tension by saying, "Let me just put on my boots, and then we can go, ne?"
Syaoran snapped out of his trance, "Huh? Yah…sure…"
Sakura was going to wear the knee length boots that Tomoyo had designed for her…but it wouldn't be comfortable to sit in while you're in a boat. She pulled on some other black boots instead that didn't go as high. "Alright, let's go!"
He offered his arm like how a prince offers his arm to escort a princess. He had a slight smile on his face as he glanced at Sakura for her reaction. [Arg…I hate that smile of his… I bet he gets everything he wants that way] she growled to herself as she accepted his arm, and slipped her hand through it. Syaoran escorted her all the way to the car, and even opened the door for her. [If she and I can't be together…then I might as well try to make the most of things…]
Sakura and Syaoran soon arrived at a beautiful lake with various trees surrounding the lake. There were fully grown weeping cherry blossom trees, where some of the branches brushed lightly along the lake surface leaving a trail of ripples. Other regular cherry blossom trees also surrounded the lake of various colors…they would release some of their petals whenever the wind blew. Wild flowers also sprinkled the edge of the lake, adding to the heavenly scent. A few ducks and swans swam gently along the few boats that were already out there.
"It's so beautiful…" Sakura gasped.
"Isn't it? Rumors have it that this is where an angel fell from the Heavens, instantly making it like a place from Heaven," Syaoran explained.
Sakura surveyed the lake a little more, while Syaoran went to order a boat for the two of them. It was like a dream…the way the petals floated gracefully over the surface, the way the sun tinted the lake just a bit to make it seem like the sand beneath it was gold, the way the wind swept lightly across the lake to carry the scent of its beautiful flowers and Sakura trees to anybody who was near. The swans and ducks added even more elegance to the mysterious ambience of the lake.
"Come on, Sakura," Syaoran called out he waited for Sakura to catch up to him. A tall man led to two to a rowboat that had some of the white paint chipped off. However Sakura believed that if the boat had looked fresh, the ambience of the lake would somehow be ruined.
Syaoran began rowing the boat, his muscles flexing every time he dug the oars into the water. Sakura couldn't help but gaze at the chestnut-haired boy sitting in front of her… She longed so much to be with him again, to be able to feel his arms around her and to be able to be able to touch his body. She longed for his kiss even more…the sweet savory chocolate taste of his kiss. She watched his muscles flex as he easily rowed the small white rowboat away from the shore.
Syaoran felt Sakura's eyes on him, so he looked back, "What's wrong?"
Sakura felt her cheeks grow hot, "N-nothing."
Syaoran smiled a little, noticing that she was blushing. [Maybe she still likes me…but for whatever reason it is that she can't be with me, I won't ask. And maybe I don't even want to know…] he said to himself, as he feared that maybe another guy would be the cause of this. [No…Tomoyo said it was my fault…perhaps I could fix it then…]
"Sakura…can we talk?" Syaoran asked hesitantly when they reached the center of the lake.
"Sure, what about?" Sakura replied happily, still admiring the beauty of the lake.
"Us…"
Sakura froze; she had a bad feeling about this conversation. Yet the corner of her mind that she had locked away burst through, screaming at her to accept this topic of conversation. "Fine…"
"Sakura…I know you may not like me, even though…I love you…" he began.
Sakura bit her lip lower lip, [He had said "I love you…"] Then another part of her argued, [Does he mean it? Is he talking about you or Kinomoto Sakura?]
Syaoran continued, "I know you think that I love you only because you're also Kinomoto Sakura…but that's not true! And I think deep inside you, you know it to!"
It was true…she did know it to deep inside her. But this was the part of her that she denied so much until she actually convinced herself that he didn't truly love her. She kept silent.
"Remember when I brought you back to my apartment…?"
Sakura gave a small nod, as she pretended to look at a passing weeping cherry blossom tree.
"Remember…remember that kiss I gave you? You can't tell me that it wasn't love! I know you felt it…"
Sakura forced her ice blue eyes to look into his deep amber eyes. She did remember, but it was so vague now. Another part scolded her [You know you felt love for Syaoran too when he kissed you that time…and when he brought you to the movies and to Cloud Nine before that…] But a more powerful voice inside her mind boomed out [He said the night he kissed you that nothing else mattered because the two were reunited… Could that mean that even if it wasn't the actual Kinomoto Sakura, as long as it was part of her…nothing mattered?]
Sakura was caught by surprise when Syaoran came forward and kissed her again…a kiss of hunger, longing, and passion. This was the kiss she had missed for so long…and she couldn't stop her body from reacting to him. She kissed back. Syaoran was holding her body so that she wouldn't be able to resist him…although she didn't even bother to try in the first place. His tongue rolled over her lips, wiping the lip-gloss away to get to the full flavor of her sweet lips that waited underneath it all. Sakura lost complete control of her mind, body, and heart as she brought out her own tongue to play with his. Syaoran took this as an invitation and slowly led his tongue into her mouth, exploring as he pleased. Something inside Sakura snapped as she remembered the memory of being the reincarnation of Kinomoto Sakura, she jerked her face away.
"Go-gomen nasai…" he apologized as he let go of her. He blushed a bright crimson color, as he returned to rowing the rowboat again.
Sakura felt more confusion and more longing that she had ever felt before. [Why had she kissed back…?] This time the answer came from her heart… She still loved him…it was something she could hide and run from…but it was the truth. A realization dawned over her as she realized that she loved him…and he loved her. Nothing else did matter. She decided to push farther.
"Li…Syaoran?" she began slowly, deciding to use his first name again. "When you told me that night that it no longer mattered because we were together again…what did you mean?"
Syaoran brought his face up to look at her. "It's hard to explain…maybe because it felt as if we were meant to be. But I think I mainly meant being together again…" He was about to say how Kinomoto Sakura used to be his girlfriend…but then he stopped. [I connect everything in this relationship to her… No wonder she left me again…] "I know you felt a spark too when you came to the movies with me and the gang…and then when I took you to Cloud Nine. And then when that stupid Hakai incident came along…well I didn't…I don't know. I guess I felt that the link between up snapped or something." Syaoran looked back up to expecting an answer, but he found Sakura speechless…no words were able to come out.
Sakura only nodded, and directed her gaze to the scenery around her. Syaoran frowned…[Had he failed again? Was Sakura still upset at him…?] In truth, Sakura wasn't. It's just that she had no words to say what she wanted to say. A relief had washed over her when he said that though. [Maybe it didn't matter if I'm Kinomoto Sakura or not…maybe he loves me…just me…] As she saw a bunch of wild flowers pass by, she made another decision. [I'll give a rose to him during the Rose Confessions… And then confess to him personally…] A weight had been lifted from her heart.