Finding a Mother; Being a Mother
CHAPTER 6
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: I'm so sorry I'm so late. It's been, what, a month? A month and a half since I last wrote the 5th chapter? But now, I'm on the 6th chapter. Finally! I'll try to finish this ASAP. Read and review!
"Mmm." Yelan replied, still grinning from the good news.
"And Sakura's pregnant.seven weeks with my baby."
Yelan's smile turned into a frown.
"Syaoran, you know it's irresponsible, shameful and just plain bad to take a woman to bed before marriage. I understand you two love each other, and I guess I have no choice to let this go. But if the elders hear about this, they won't be happy. But.we can just let it go. So, I'll be at the wedding in a week, okay? I suppose Ms. Daidouji will send out invitations. Now, I must go. Sakura, you should rest, okay? Good night," Yelan stood up, "By the way, where are you going to live?"
Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other. "We were thinking about my apartment, but it might be too small after the baby arrives."
"Well, then, I'll see to it that you two get a small house. Is four bedrooms, three bathrooms enough?"
"Yes! That's perfect!" Sakura said.
"Okay then. Sleep well," Yelan left.
"Whew! She took that better than I expected!" Syaoran said.
"Me too! I was afraid she would disown you or something. But anyways, good night. What time are we leaving tomorrow?" Sakura asked.
"I'm not sure. I'll look at the tickets."
"Okay."
A maid escorted Sakura and Syaoran each to their separate rooms, but before they went into their rooms, they kissed good night.
~*~*~*~*~*~The next morning.~*~*~*~*~
"Miss Sakura? Miss Sakura!!" a maid whispered.
"Yummy.blueberries." Sakura said, still asleep, "What?!?!"
Sakura woke up.
"Ms. Yelan would like to see you and Mr. Syaoran in her office by ten o' clock. You're flight leaves at 12:00, so I will pack up your belongings as you meet with her, since you need to be at the airport by 11," the maid said.
Sakura nodded and dismissed the maid.
She got dressed, and went out the door. Syaoran happened to come out at the same moment, too.
"'Morning," Sakura said, yawning.
"Good morning, sleepyhead. Hungry? We need breakfast before we meet with Mom. Wonder what she has to tell us," Syaoran said.
"Yeah. I want blueberries," Sakura said.
"Blueberries?"
"Yeah. I've been craving them since this morning."
"Part of being pregnant, I suppose," Syaoran said, smiling.
He took her to the kitchen, where he ordered the cook to have a bowl of blueberries, topped with whipped cream ready for Sakura.
"I myself will have some Golden Grahams," Syaoran said.
Sakura and Syaoran went to the breakfast nook where two of Syaoran's sisters were reading fashion magazines and eating breakfast.
"Good morning, Little Wolf. Good morning, Cherry Blossom!" the two said.
Sakura smiled, and the older sister said, "So, you're pregnant, eh? When did you two-" the sister motioned with her fingers.
Sakura blushed, while Syaoran said, "None of your business!"
"On my birthday," Sakura giggled.
"Was he worth a present? Was he any good?" they asked.
Syaoran turned beet red and kicked his sisters out of the room.
Sakura was laughing.
"Yes. You were. You were the best," Sakura said, and caught Syaoran's lips deftly into a kiss.
"Miss Sakura, your blueberries, and Mr. Syaoran, your cereal," the maid presented their breakfast.
"Yum." Sakura said, and gobbled the breakfast down.
At 9:50, they finished up and started walking towards Syaoran's mother's office.
At exactly 10:00 (they were making out to pass time), the knocked on the door and went in.
"I wanted to talk to you guys to figure out what you'll do after the baby comes," Yelan said.
Syaoran said, "Mother, we can figure out our life on our own."
Yelan ignored Syaoran and said, "I was thinking, since Sakura has to drop out of her last three months of school and the first, maybe second, years of school, I suppose I should hire a tutor for you. It's the least I can do."
Sakura painfully realized that she would have to miss out on prom, graduation, and college, and senior year-the highlights of her life.
"That would be fine. Well, actually, I'll only use a tutor from January to February, but then I don't think I'll have time for studies when my baby's born," Sakura corrected.
"Well, then, I'll hire a tutor for those two months. What about college?" Yelan asked.
"I suppose I'll have to skip it for a year or two. Don't worry, I can catch up quickly."
"All right then. I see you two have most things figured out. You should go now; you don't want to miss your flight," Yelan said.
She kissed Syaoran goodbye, and patted Sakura's tummy.
"I want a strong, healthy grandchild, okay? Take care."
"Bye!"
During the ride to the airport, the wait, and during the flight, Sakura and Syaoran avidly discussed everything: wedding, school, honeymoon, and finding Sakura's mother. (A/N: I just realized the flight times are wrong. They were supposed to leave from Hong Kong at 9 in the morning and get to Japan at 12, but oh well. They'll get to Japan at 3, then.)
The week passes pretty quickly, and preparations for the wedding began.
Tomoyo told them, "I've got most of the wedding planned. I reserved a chapel on Saturday (today's Monday) from 11 to 2. I already got a band, a team to set up the scenes, ordered a cake, got a priest. Today, the girls and I will be going to get the dresses for the brides, tomorrow I'll be getting the dresses for Syaoran and the best man. Am I missing anything? The guest list!! I already got the guest list, the invitations, and I'm sending them out tomorrow. I've already ordered food from a five-star catering service for the reception afterwards. That's most of it!"
"Tomoyo, you're amazing," Sakura said, in shock.
"Yeah. Well, I think that's all. What about the rings?" Syaoran asked.
"You and Sakura can go pick them out. Onto the honeymoon: where do you want to go?" Tomoyo asked.
"Well, we have to go your fashion show in L.A., and we have to go to Washington D.C., and then we need to find my mom," Sakura said.
"Okay. Well, I'm not going to be with you the whole time-actually, I'm going to be gone right after the fashion show. I have some private business to take care of," Tomoyo said.
"That's fine. But I suppose we could have the honeymoon in California. I heard the beaches there are great. What about in Newport Beach? There's a snazzy Ritz Carlton there," Sakura hinted.
"All right! Let's go shopping for dresses now," Tomoyo said, scribbling something down on a pad.
Sakura said goodbye to Syaoran and they got into Tomoyo's convertible (finally, Tomoyo got rid of her bodyguards).
They drove to pick up Chiharu, Rika and Naoko, who would all be bridesmaids.
Tomoyo would be the maid of honor.
Then, they drove to a store which specialized in gowns.
The three girls, Chiharu, Rika and Naoko agreed on a light pink strapless dress that came down to waist, then came out in fluffy layers of taffeta and lace.
Tomoyo got a gown that was similar, but fluffier and lacier.
Finally, they drove to get Sakura's wedding gown.
She tried on a LOT of dresses, but nothing satisfied her.
"I guess I'll come back later. There aren't that many dresses today," they told the saleslady, and they left.
"Sakura, what are you going to do about your dress?" Rika asked.
"I'll get one. I know it," she replied.
"Well, you better get one soon," Naoko said.
After dropping off their other friends, Sakura asked Tomoyo, "Tomoyo.who's paying for all this?"
"Oh, don't worry. I already spoke with your dad and Yelan about the financial stuff, and it's all taken care of," Tomoyo said.
"Okay, good."
The next few days were busy with preparations (it took a LONG time to get Syaoran to find a perfect suit for him.)
But Sakura had enough time to spend with her family.
Her father asked her if he could talk to her, and she said yes.
After school, Sakura came straight home.
Her father was sitting on the couch, reading the newspaper when she came in.
"Oh honey, I have something for you," Fujitaka said.
He had a VERY big box with him, the kind that dresses (hint hint) were in.
"Open it," Fujitaka said, and Sakura gingerly opened the box.
"It's.a dress? It's a wedding dress!" Sakura exclaimed.
"It was your mothers. She wore it to her wedding with me-it was handmade from the best tailors. It was my mother's wedding gift to her, since she couldn't afford to buy an expensive wedding dress. Now I want to you wear it for your wedding-as her gift to you," Fujitaka said.
Sakura hugged her father with tears in her eyes and said, "Okay. I'll wear it."
Finally, the day before the wedding.
Sakura was asleep after school, taking a nap, when after dinner, the phone rang.
"Sakura?"
"Mmmmph," Sakura replied.
"It's your last night as a single-wanna go party?" Tomoyo's voice rang thru.
Suddenly, Sakura was bright awake.
"Of course? I'll meet you in front of my house at nine, okay?" Sakura said.
She giggled.
This would be her last night to dance, flirt and party as a hot, young single.
From tomorrow, she would be a young, married woman.
Sakura got dressed in a tight, black leather miniskirt she had hidden in the back of her closet.
She put on a dark forest green halter that was cut off right above her belly button, and was VERY tight around the chest.
Sakura tied her hair up into a loose ponytail, put large silver hoops in her ears, and put on black boots and tons of eye shadow and glitter.
By nine, she was ready to go.
"Dad! I'm going to a party with Tomoyo, kay? I'll be back by three!" Sakura hollered and quickly ran out the door before Touya could see her outfit (being the protective older brother, he would make her change).
Inside, Fujitaka laughingly shook his head.
Tomoyo's convertible came to her door, and Sakura hopped in.
"Sexy-very sexy!" Tomoyo laughed, looking hot in her own strapless black mini-dress.
Naoko was wearing a dark purple sleeveless shirt with sequins all over it and black pants, while Rika was decked in black pedal-pushers and a dark dark orange halter.
Chiharu was wearing a navy skirt and a dark gray tube top.
They quickly drove over to the new nightclub that had just been built, and the group flashed their tickets at the guy at the door and went in.
It was crowded and loud music was blaring, nearly blasting their eardrums.
Tomoyo got a booth next to the bar and ordered drinks for everyone.
Tomoyo and Sakura were the only ones to get non-alcoholic drinks, since Tomoyo would be driving and Sakura had her baby, so they ordered Strawberry Virgin Margaritas.yum!!
"Let's dance!" Tomoyo grabbed Sakura's arms, and they started dancing to the beat of Toya's "I Do".
Afterwards, they saw Chiharu, Naoko and Rika dancing to the song with their own choreographed routine.
Needless to say, they were having good time.
Meanwhile.Syaoran and his buds were having their own bachelor's party.
All the guys from his soccer team had come, and other guys he sometimes hung out with at school.
They had a loud, drinking contest (which resulted in 7 guys running to the bathroom and throwing up), music and food.
Mainly, the guys talked about sports, cars, and girls (the only three things to talk about).
At the club, Sakura and her friends went up onstage and were beating drums to the beat of some weird, new song.
The beat got faster and faster, and soon, sprinklers with paint turned on, drenching them with green, purple, pink, yellow, red and blue paint.
They all shrieked and slided around the stage, the audience laughing at them.
This was one night Sakura wouldn't forget. Next day, the wedding.
A/N: Yay!! Finished this chapter!! All in one day. And it took me about a month to even start it. But anyways, I guess this chapter was pointless stuff to build up until the wedding: next chapter. Oh yeah, in the next chapter, Tomoyo's secret will be revealed to you readers: what exactly is her "private business??" Review!!
CHAPTER 6
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: I'm so sorry I'm so late. It's been, what, a month? A month and a half since I last wrote the 5th chapter? But now, I'm on the 6th chapter. Finally! I'll try to finish this ASAP. Read and review!
"Mmm." Yelan replied, still grinning from the good news.
"And Sakura's pregnant.seven weeks with my baby."
Yelan's smile turned into a frown.
"Syaoran, you know it's irresponsible, shameful and just plain bad to take a woman to bed before marriage. I understand you two love each other, and I guess I have no choice to let this go. But if the elders hear about this, they won't be happy. But.we can just let it go. So, I'll be at the wedding in a week, okay? I suppose Ms. Daidouji will send out invitations. Now, I must go. Sakura, you should rest, okay? Good night," Yelan stood up, "By the way, where are you going to live?"
Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other. "We were thinking about my apartment, but it might be too small after the baby arrives."
"Well, then, I'll see to it that you two get a small house. Is four bedrooms, three bathrooms enough?"
"Yes! That's perfect!" Sakura said.
"Okay then. Sleep well," Yelan left.
"Whew! She took that better than I expected!" Syaoran said.
"Me too! I was afraid she would disown you or something. But anyways, good night. What time are we leaving tomorrow?" Sakura asked.
"I'm not sure. I'll look at the tickets."
"Okay."
A maid escorted Sakura and Syaoran each to their separate rooms, but before they went into their rooms, they kissed good night.
~*~*~*~*~*~The next morning.~*~*~*~*~
"Miss Sakura? Miss Sakura!!" a maid whispered.
"Yummy.blueberries." Sakura said, still asleep, "What?!?!"
Sakura woke up.
"Ms. Yelan would like to see you and Mr. Syaoran in her office by ten o' clock. You're flight leaves at 12:00, so I will pack up your belongings as you meet with her, since you need to be at the airport by 11," the maid said.
Sakura nodded and dismissed the maid.
She got dressed, and went out the door. Syaoran happened to come out at the same moment, too.
"'Morning," Sakura said, yawning.
"Good morning, sleepyhead. Hungry? We need breakfast before we meet with Mom. Wonder what she has to tell us," Syaoran said.
"Yeah. I want blueberries," Sakura said.
"Blueberries?"
"Yeah. I've been craving them since this morning."
"Part of being pregnant, I suppose," Syaoran said, smiling.
He took her to the kitchen, where he ordered the cook to have a bowl of blueberries, topped with whipped cream ready for Sakura.
"I myself will have some Golden Grahams," Syaoran said.
Sakura and Syaoran went to the breakfast nook where two of Syaoran's sisters were reading fashion magazines and eating breakfast.
"Good morning, Little Wolf. Good morning, Cherry Blossom!" the two said.
Sakura smiled, and the older sister said, "So, you're pregnant, eh? When did you two-" the sister motioned with her fingers.
Sakura blushed, while Syaoran said, "None of your business!"
"On my birthday," Sakura giggled.
"Was he worth a present? Was he any good?" they asked.
Syaoran turned beet red and kicked his sisters out of the room.
Sakura was laughing.
"Yes. You were. You were the best," Sakura said, and caught Syaoran's lips deftly into a kiss.
"Miss Sakura, your blueberries, and Mr. Syaoran, your cereal," the maid presented their breakfast.
"Yum." Sakura said, and gobbled the breakfast down.
At 9:50, they finished up and started walking towards Syaoran's mother's office.
At exactly 10:00 (they were making out to pass time), the knocked on the door and went in.
"I wanted to talk to you guys to figure out what you'll do after the baby comes," Yelan said.
Syaoran said, "Mother, we can figure out our life on our own."
Yelan ignored Syaoran and said, "I was thinking, since Sakura has to drop out of her last three months of school and the first, maybe second, years of school, I suppose I should hire a tutor for you. It's the least I can do."
Sakura painfully realized that she would have to miss out on prom, graduation, and college, and senior year-the highlights of her life.
"That would be fine. Well, actually, I'll only use a tutor from January to February, but then I don't think I'll have time for studies when my baby's born," Sakura corrected.
"Well, then, I'll hire a tutor for those two months. What about college?" Yelan asked.
"I suppose I'll have to skip it for a year or two. Don't worry, I can catch up quickly."
"All right then. I see you two have most things figured out. You should go now; you don't want to miss your flight," Yelan said.
She kissed Syaoran goodbye, and patted Sakura's tummy.
"I want a strong, healthy grandchild, okay? Take care."
"Bye!"
During the ride to the airport, the wait, and during the flight, Sakura and Syaoran avidly discussed everything: wedding, school, honeymoon, and finding Sakura's mother. (A/N: I just realized the flight times are wrong. They were supposed to leave from Hong Kong at 9 in the morning and get to Japan at 12, but oh well. They'll get to Japan at 3, then.)
The week passes pretty quickly, and preparations for the wedding began.
Tomoyo told them, "I've got most of the wedding planned. I reserved a chapel on Saturday (today's Monday) from 11 to 2. I already got a band, a team to set up the scenes, ordered a cake, got a priest. Today, the girls and I will be going to get the dresses for the brides, tomorrow I'll be getting the dresses for Syaoran and the best man. Am I missing anything? The guest list!! I already got the guest list, the invitations, and I'm sending them out tomorrow. I've already ordered food from a five-star catering service for the reception afterwards. That's most of it!"
"Tomoyo, you're amazing," Sakura said, in shock.
"Yeah. Well, I think that's all. What about the rings?" Syaoran asked.
"You and Sakura can go pick them out. Onto the honeymoon: where do you want to go?" Tomoyo asked.
"Well, we have to go your fashion show in L.A., and we have to go to Washington D.C., and then we need to find my mom," Sakura said.
"Okay. Well, I'm not going to be with you the whole time-actually, I'm going to be gone right after the fashion show. I have some private business to take care of," Tomoyo said.
"That's fine. But I suppose we could have the honeymoon in California. I heard the beaches there are great. What about in Newport Beach? There's a snazzy Ritz Carlton there," Sakura hinted.
"All right! Let's go shopping for dresses now," Tomoyo said, scribbling something down on a pad.
Sakura said goodbye to Syaoran and they got into Tomoyo's convertible (finally, Tomoyo got rid of her bodyguards).
They drove to pick up Chiharu, Rika and Naoko, who would all be bridesmaids.
Tomoyo would be the maid of honor.
Then, they drove to a store which specialized in gowns.
The three girls, Chiharu, Rika and Naoko agreed on a light pink strapless dress that came down to waist, then came out in fluffy layers of taffeta and lace.
Tomoyo got a gown that was similar, but fluffier and lacier.
Finally, they drove to get Sakura's wedding gown.
She tried on a LOT of dresses, but nothing satisfied her.
"I guess I'll come back later. There aren't that many dresses today," they told the saleslady, and they left.
"Sakura, what are you going to do about your dress?" Rika asked.
"I'll get one. I know it," she replied.
"Well, you better get one soon," Naoko said.
After dropping off their other friends, Sakura asked Tomoyo, "Tomoyo.who's paying for all this?"
"Oh, don't worry. I already spoke with your dad and Yelan about the financial stuff, and it's all taken care of," Tomoyo said.
"Okay, good."
The next few days were busy with preparations (it took a LONG time to get Syaoran to find a perfect suit for him.)
But Sakura had enough time to spend with her family.
Her father asked her if he could talk to her, and she said yes.
After school, Sakura came straight home.
Her father was sitting on the couch, reading the newspaper when she came in.
"Oh honey, I have something for you," Fujitaka said.
He had a VERY big box with him, the kind that dresses (hint hint) were in.
"Open it," Fujitaka said, and Sakura gingerly opened the box.
"It's.a dress? It's a wedding dress!" Sakura exclaimed.
"It was your mothers. She wore it to her wedding with me-it was handmade from the best tailors. It was my mother's wedding gift to her, since she couldn't afford to buy an expensive wedding dress. Now I want to you wear it for your wedding-as her gift to you," Fujitaka said.
Sakura hugged her father with tears in her eyes and said, "Okay. I'll wear it."
Finally, the day before the wedding.
Sakura was asleep after school, taking a nap, when after dinner, the phone rang.
"Sakura?"
"Mmmmph," Sakura replied.
"It's your last night as a single-wanna go party?" Tomoyo's voice rang thru.
Suddenly, Sakura was bright awake.
"Of course? I'll meet you in front of my house at nine, okay?" Sakura said.
She giggled.
This would be her last night to dance, flirt and party as a hot, young single.
From tomorrow, she would be a young, married woman.
Sakura got dressed in a tight, black leather miniskirt she had hidden in the back of her closet.
She put on a dark forest green halter that was cut off right above her belly button, and was VERY tight around the chest.
Sakura tied her hair up into a loose ponytail, put large silver hoops in her ears, and put on black boots and tons of eye shadow and glitter.
By nine, she was ready to go.
"Dad! I'm going to a party with Tomoyo, kay? I'll be back by three!" Sakura hollered and quickly ran out the door before Touya could see her outfit (being the protective older brother, he would make her change).
Inside, Fujitaka laughingly shook his head.
Tomoyo's convertible came to her door, and Sakura hopped in.
"Sexy-very sexy!" Tomoyo laughed, looking hot in her own strapless black mini-dress.
Naoko was wearing a dark purple sleeveless shirt with sequins all over it and black pants, while Rika was decked in black pedal-pushers and a dark dark orange halter.
Chiharu was wearing a navy skirt and a dark gray tube top.
They quickly drove over to the new nightclub that had just been built, and the group flashed their tickets at the guy at the door and went in.
It was crowded and loud music was blaring, nearly blasting their eardrums.
Tomoyo got a booth next to the bar and ordered drinks for everyone.
Tomoyo and Sakura were the only ones to get non-alcoholic drinks, since Tomoyo would be driving and Sakura had her baby, so they ordered Strawberry Virgin Margaritas.yum!!
"Let's dance!" Tomoyo grabbed Sakura's arms, and they started dancing to the beat of Toya's "I Do".
Afterwards, they saw Chiharu, Naoko and Rika dancing to the song with their own choreographed routine.
Needless to say, they were having good time.
Meanwhile.Syaoran and his buds were having their own bachelor's party.
All the guys from his soccer team had come, and other guys he sometimes hung out with at school.
They had a loud, drinking contest (which resulted in 7 guys running to the bathroom and throwing up), music and food.
Mainly, the guys talked about sports, cars, and girls (the only three things to talk about).
At the club, Sakura and her friends went up onstage and were beating drums to the beat of some weird, new song.
The beat got faster and faster, and soon, sprinklers with paint turned on, drenching them with green, purple, pink, yellow, red and blue paint.
They all shrieked and slided around the stage, the audience laughing at them.
This was one night Sakura wouldn't forget. Next day, the wedding.
A/N: Yay!! Finished this chapter!! All in one day. And it took me about a month to even start it. But anyways, I guess this chapter was pointless stuff to build up until the wedding: next chapter. Oh yeah, in the next chapter, Tomoyo's secret will be revealed to you readers: what exactly is her "private business??" Review!!