1 Finding a Mother; Being a Mother
CHAPTER 2
Summary: Sakura finds out that her mom is not dead, but actually alive and living somewhere in the world. She goes on a quest to find her mother and find the truth- but meanwhile, she's pregnant with Syaoran's baby. In the end, she finds her mother. But who is she? And why did she leave?
A/N: Hey, we're already on chapter 2! I'll try to post every week or so. Oh yah, if you want me to e-mail you when I update, just review me. Hmm…I'm thinking of this great one-shotter I have planned—but it requires Syaoran to be in a band—well, not a band, but a music group (which includes dancing…hee hee) Anyways, read and review!!
P.S. This chapter is going to be mainly about Sakura—not much about her mother.
P.P.S. I'm using Realla Nights' idea she gave me in a review~
"Yeah, but the hospitals this way."
Sakura helplessly watched as Syaoran roughly drove to the hospital.
Finally, she started staring at Syaoran with hooded eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that," Syaoran asked.
Sakura turned away and sighed.
"Grr…" Syaoran got off the highway and into the direction of the hospital.
"Well, what if I am pregnant…what will we do?"
"It's my baby, right?"
"No, it's some hobo's I met on the street."
"WHAT?" Syaoran looked at Sakura, but when he saw the grin on her face, he calmed down.
"I'm going to get you…" he playfully punched her on the shoulder.
"Hee hee…" Sakura's grin suddenly disappeared as they arrived in the parking lot of the hospital.
Syaoran quickly got off and opened the door for Sakura.
She nervously got out and walked toward the hospital entrance with her hand in Syaoran's.
"Hi, where's the pregnancy clinic?" Syaoran asked.
"Over down that hall. There'll be another reception desk there."
Sakura and Syaoran paused right before they entered the clinic.
"Sakura, I just want you to know that I'll stick by your side no matter what. I'll always love you and never leave you."
"I know," Sakura replied and nuzzled Syaoran.
They briefly kissed and walked into the room.
"Hi, how may I help you?" a young, perky woman asked them.
"Yah…um…" Syaoran started blushing.
Sakura took over for him, "We're not sure if I'm pregnant…could we take a test or something?"
The woman smiled.
"Sure. Can I have your name?"
"Sakura Kinomoto."
"Please fill this out."
Syaoran received the paper and started going over the questions.
"Name…address…number…" he started filling out the basic information.
"Okay…how did you know to come here?" Syaoran read aloud.
"I've watched enough Japanese dramas to know when a woman's pregnant…let's just fill in the throwing up part."
Sakura laughed.
Pretty soon, the form was filled out.
They turned it in and the lady said, "Okay, if you'll follow that woman over there, please."
Sakura anxiously followed the woman, Syaoran trailing beside her.
In a quiet room, the woman pressed a cup into Sakura's hand and said, "We'll be needing a urine sample."
Sakura made a face and went to the bathroom.
Suddenly, Syaoran had an idea.
"Could you tell her I'll be right back?"
"Sure."
Syaoran briskly walked all the way back to the front desk.
"Do you have any records on Nadeshiko Karachi?"
"Um, actually, okay…" the woman started typing away, "I'm new…shoot, what was the password again? Debby! Could you help me?"
A woman around her late 20's; early 30's came in –but of course, Syaoran was bad at guessing ages so she could be who-knows-how-old.
"What do you need?"
The woman spoke with a slight American accent worn over the years.
Syaoran could tell from her name that 'Debby' was obviously an American- born Japanese woman.
"I need to locate some records on Nadeshiko Karachi."
"What? Nadeshiko? I know her!!" Debby exclaimed.
She turned to Syaoran.
"Are you her son?" Syaoran blushed and shook his head.
'Oh shoot…what if she finds out that Sakura is Nadeshiko's daughter---and that she pregnant? Oh shit…'
"Well, I know her. She moved last year…we went to high school together. Didn't she get married like a week after her graduation or something? She was only 19…poor thing, she left her family."
Syaoran was busily trying to memorize this info.
"Anyways, do you know her? She's not in trouble is she? Of course not…I know her too well. I was practically her best friend…except for that stupid designer who was hanging around her…but anyways, what do you need, hon?"
Syaoran blushed again and replied, "Do you know where she is right now?"
"No, I'm sorry, sweetie. Last time I talked to her was last year, and she told me she was moving to the States. She could be anywhere in that gigantic continent. But she DID say something about…the east coast? New England or something. She wanted to be a model…
(A/N: I'm sorry, but this is turning out to be like "Find a Stranger, Say Goodbye." Damn, even the title's similar. Sorry…I didn't mean to make it be like that…oh well the book is really good, though. I'll try to make it different…)
…but she could've just stayed here and worked for her friend. I don't know why she had to leave her family. Anyways, I gotta go. Nice chatting with ya!" Debby rushed off.
Syaoran thanked the woman and left towards the clinic.
"Well, the urine test results are out, and congratulations, Syaoran. You're going to be a father."
Sakura looked towards Syaoran hopefully.
He paused.
He sat down and buried his face in his hands.
"Syaoran, I'm so sorry…I didn't mean for it to be like this…" Sakura's eyes glimmered under the tears that were forming.
He hugged her and said, "No, it's not your fault. It's mine. But that's not important right now. What are our choices?" he asked the woman.
"The baby's only 6 weeks old. You can either have an abortion, put it up for adoption after giving birth, or you can raise it."
Syaoran looked expectantly at Sakura.
"I don't know what to do. Touya's going to kill me. Father will be so disappointed…I can't face them at school…so an abortion seems the best choice. But I couldn't EVER do that to my…child. It's murder. I don't want to put it up for adoption, but I can't raise it by myself."
"What makes you think you're going to raise it by yourself? I told you I'd always be here for you."
Sakura looked up at Syaoran.
His warm brown eyes met Sakura's trusting emerald ones.
"I'm raising the baby. With Syaoran," Sakura said firmly to the nurse.
A/N: Ooh…sorta cliffhanger. Just to let you know, I'll try to put more mush into the next chapter. Next chapter's going to be about…hehe…telling Touya. Ooh, that'll be fun!!! Haha..i'm evil…j/k…..ok, now I gotta post this up. This chapter's kinda short…sorry. I'll try to make the next one at least 4 pages long…but I thought this would be a good ending. G2G!! R&R
CHAPTER 2
Summary: Sakura finds out that her mom is not dead, but actually alive and living somewhere in the world. She goes on a quest to find her mother and find the truth- but meanwhile, she's pregnant with Syaoran's baby. In the end, she finds her mother. But who is she? And why did she leave?
A/N: Hey, we're already on chapter 2! I'll try to post every week or so. Oh yah, if you want me to e-mail you when I update, just review me. Hmm…I'm thinking of this great one-shotter I have planned—but it requires Syaoran to be in a band—well, not a band, but a music group (which includes dancing…hee hee) Anyways, read and review!!
P.S. This chapter is going to be mainly about Sakura—not much about her mother.
P.P.S. I'm using Realla Nights' idea she gave me in a review~
"Yeah, but the hospitals this way."
Sakura helplessly watched as Syaoran roughly drove to the hospital.
Finally, she started staring at Syaoran with hooded eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that," Syaoran asked.
Sakura turned away and sighed.
"Grr…" Syaoran got off the highway and into the direction of the hospital.
"Well, what if I am pregnant…what will we do?"
"It's my baby, right?"
"No, it's some hobo's I met on the street."
"WHAT?" Syaoran looked at Sakura, but when he saw the grin on her face, he calmed down.
"I'm going to get you…" he playfully punched her on the shoulder.
"Hee hee…" Sakura's grin suddenly disappeared as they arrived in the parking lot of the hospital.
Syaoran quickly got off and opened the door for Sakura.
She nervously got out and walked toward the hospital entrance with her hand in Syaoran's.
"Hi, where's the pregnancy clinic?" Syaoran asked.
"Over down that hall. There'll be another reception desk there."
Sakura and Syaoran paused right before they entered the clinic.
"Sakura, I just want you to know that I'll stick by your side no matter what. I'll always love you and never leave you."
"I know," Sakura replied and nuzzled Syaoran.
They briefly kissed and walked into the room.
"Hi, how may I help you?" a young, perky woman asked them.
"Yah…um…" Syaoran started blushing.
Sakura took over for him, "We're not sure if I'm pregnant…could we take a test or something?"
The woman smiled.
"Sure. Can I have your name?"
"Sakura Kinomoto."
"Please fill this out."
Syaoran received the paper and started going over the questions.
"Name…address…number…" he started filling out the basic information.
"Okay…how did you know to come here?" Syaoran read aloud.
"I've watched enough Japanese dramas to know when a woman's pregnant…let's just fill in the throwing up part."
Sakura laughed.
Pretty soon, the form was filled out.
They turned it in and the lady said, "Okay, if you'll follow that woman over there, please."
Sakura anxiously followed the woman, Syaoran trailing beside her.
In a quiet room, the woman pressed a cup into Sakura's hand and said, "We'll be needing a urine sample."
Sakura made a face and went to the bathroom.
Suddenly, Syaoran had an idea.
"Could you tell her I'll be right back?"
"Sure."
Syaoran briskly walked all the way back to the front desk.
"Do you have any records on Nadeshiko Karachi?"
"Um, actually, okay…" the woman started typing away, "I'm new…shoot, what was the password again? Debby! Could you help me?"
A woman around her late 20's; early 30's came in –but of course, Syaoran was bad at guessing ages so she could be who-knows-how-old.
"What do you need?"
The woman spoke with a slight American accent worn over the years.
Syaoran could tell from her name that 'Debby' was obviously an American- born Japanese woman.
"I need to locate some records on Nadeshiko Karachi."
"What? Nadeshiko? I know her!!" Debby exclaimed.
She turned to Syaoran.
"Are you her son?" Syaoran blushed and shook his head.
'Oh shoot…what if she finds out that Sakura is Nadeshiko's daughter---and that she pregnant? Oh shit…'
"Well, I know her. She moved last year…we went to high school together. Didn't she get married like a week after her graduation or something? She was only 19…poor thing, she left her family."
Syaoran was busily trying to memorize this info.
"Anyways, do you know her? She's not in trouble is she? Of course not…I know her too well. I was practically her best friend…except for that stupid designer who was hanging around her…but anyways, what do you need, hon?"
Syaoran blushed again and replied, "Do you know where she is right now?"
"No, I'm sorry, sweetie. Last time I talked to her was last year, and she told me she was moving to the States. She could be anywhere in that gigantic continent. But she DID say something about…the east coast? New England or something. She wanted to be a model…
(A/N: I'm sorry, but this is turning out to be like "Find a Stranger, Say Goodbye." Damn, even the title's similar. Sorry…I didn't mean to make it be like that…oh well the book is really good, though. I'll try to make it different…)
…but she could've just stayed here and worked for her friend. I don't know why she had to leave her family. Anyways, I gotta go. Nice chatting with ya!" Debby rushed off.
Syaoran thanked the woman and left towards the clinic.
"Well, the urine test results are out, and congratulations, Syaoran. You're going to be a father."
Sakura looked towards Syaoran hopefully.
He paused.
He sat down and buried his face in his hands.
"Syaoran, I'm so sorry…I didn't mean for it to be like this…" Sakura's eyes glimmered under the tears that were forming.
He hugged her and said, "No, it's not your fault. It's mine. But that's not important right now. What are our choices?" he asked the woman.
"The baby's only 6 weeks old. You can either have an abortion, put it up for adoption after giving birth, or you can raise it."
Syaoran looked expectantly at Sakura.
"I don't know what to do. Touya's going to kill me. Father will be so disappointed…I can't face them at school…so an abortion seems the best choice. But I couldn't EVER do that to my…child. It's murder. I don't want to put it up for adoption, but I can't raise it by myself."
"What makes you think you're going to raise it by yourself? I told you I'd always be here for you."
Sakura looked up at Syaoran.
His warm brown eyes met Sakura's trusting emerald ones.
"I'm raising the baby. With Syaoran," Sakura said firmly to the nurse.
A/N: Ooh…sorta cliffhanger. Just to let you know, I'll try to put more mush into the next chapter. Next chapter's going to be about…hehe…telling Touya. Ooh, that'll be fun!!! Haha..i'm evil…j/k…..ok, now I gotta post this up. This chapter's kinda short…sorry. I'll try to make the next one at least 4 pages long…but I thought this would be a good ending. G2G!! R&R