Epilogue

Angel Sakura watched as Sakura walked down the aisle, and met with her beloved.

'Finally,' she thought. Continuing to watch, she saw Sakura throw the bouquet. A bit of 'coincidence', and the bouquet of cherry blossoms landed in the hands of her otomodachi-chan, who blushed as the now present Eriol-kun smiled at her.

After the ceremony, Angel Sakura floated back to her house. She passed a group of other guardians her age (suicide teens, I guess), laughing and playing ball. She considered asking to join them, but realized that it would be hopeless. There was no way she would be able to compete against them, with their wings.

She looked at the mirror. The same Angel Sakura looked back at her, beautiful as anything on the outside. Trying to summon up negative feelings against Sakura, and her perfect life, she found that she couldn't. She wandered back outside, to the post-wedding dance. She stared at it for a while, now really paying attention until she noticed something floating up to her. Catching it, she discovered a box, with her name on it. Opening it, she discovered a cassette. She went back to her house and plugged it in.

It was a video featuring Sakura and Syaoran, thanking her for all that she did. Afterwards, the camera was left on. Angel Sakura was about to turn it off when Sakura came back. She looked around, to check if anyone was there, then reclaimed the camera and focused it on her face.

"Sakura-san, this is Sakura-chan. Hoe, that's confusing! Sakura-san, can I call you that?"

"Actually, I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate what you did for me. I know that I will never die, as the Mistress of the Cards, and I know what you sacrificed to let me live my life."

"You're not a bad person, Sakura-san. If you just tried, people will love you. You are very nice, I can just tell."

"Arigato gozimasu, Sakura-san. And don't worry—daijoubu desku wa!" The video ended there.

Angel Sakura walked to her mirror once again.

"Daijobu desku wa," she said. She looked at herself. Looking closely, she remembered what Sakura had said. And she realized the difference in her, the difference that Sakura saw.

She now was not only beautiful on the inside, but was beginning to show beauty on the inside, the beauty that Sakura had. That she lacked.

And for the first time, Angel Sakura gave a genuine smile, from her heart.

As she flew outside on her pearly white wings.