A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for the reviews! It makes me feel so loved ^.^ , heeheehee. Anyways, I'm glad y'all (did I just say "y'all?") like the story so far...I'm havin a ton of fun writing it. Sooo...enjoy! --miha

Disclaimer: I don't own CCS (Darn.). The chapter titles are also from the song "Rain of the Golden Gorilla" by Ozma.

Chapter 2 - "I see you everyday..." Part II

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Sakura awoke to the sunlight streaming through the window, warming her face. She was now leaning against the headrest. She looked to her left and saw Syaoran staring back at her.

"Shaoran-kun...did you sleep at all?" she asked him, noticing his groggy eyes.

He smiled sleepily and said, "Um, not really...I stayed up watching you sleep. I wanted to be awake when you woke up...just in case you needed anything,"

"Oh, Shaoran...you didn't have to..." she said, looking down.

Syaoran lifted her chin, bringing his face close to hers, saying, "I wanted to." Then he kissed her. Sakura looked into his eyes and smiled, her cheeks turning slightly rosy.

"Thank you."

"Do you want anything? Orange juice, tea...anything?" Syaoran asked her, getting up. Sakura caught his arm and said,

"No...no. It's okay, I'm fine. I can get it myself. You should sleep the rest of the way."

"Are you sure?" he said, settling back down.

"Absolutely," she told him as she walked down the aisle towards the dining car. 'Shaoran...he's too good to --' She stopped, and almost felt eyes burning into the back of her head. When she turned, she saw nothing unusual, just the heads of other passengers.

She made her way back to her seat after getting a cup of tea. When she reached it, she saw Syaoran, fast asleep.

"Shaoran," she whispered as she kissed him gently as he slept. "Sukidayo¹."

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She opened the old book once more and carefully turned each page, reminiscing as she read:

"It was too easy. She's too trusting of what she sees. Her trust of her eyes...it was her end."

She closed the book and a smile tugged the corners of her mouth. 'Of course.'

"Seems history is about to repeat itself."

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Syaoran and Sakura left their bags at the hotel and joined the mass of people outside for the festival. The air was heavily scented with sweet spices as the vendors shouted what they had for the public. Shopkeepers held outrageous sidewalk sales, taking advantage of the tourists crowding the streets.

"Why don't we go to a restaurant?" Sakura said, looking around. "Ahm....how about there?" she suggested, pointing at a restaurant called Aiya-tei. Fortunately they were able to get a table without a reservation.

"Excuse me," Sakura said, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Sakura pushed open the door to the ladies' room and walked up to the white marble sink to wash her hands. Without warning, two pale hands reached around and grabbed her face. Sakura's eyes shot up to the mirror to try and see who the hands belonged to, but one hand moved to cover her eyes. Her assaulter murmured something like a prayer or chant and forced a tasteless liquid down Sakura's throat.

And slowly, everything around this cherry blossom faded away.

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[flashback]

Flowing dresses and handsome suits seemed to float across the floor, the elegant melodies and harmonies conducting their movements. Bows glided across the strings of cellos, basses, violins, and violas like dragonflies across water. The grand and exquisite ballroom was filled with all kinds of nobles and high-ranked people, dressed in their very best. Diamonds and other precious gems sparkled on the throats and wrists of many of the ladies. But none of them stood out like the emerald stones that were worn by one wealthy merchant's daughter. The deep green accented her eyes.

"May I have this dance?" A chestnut-haired boy asked, extending his hand and bowing slightly. The merchant's emerald-eyed daughter smiled and nodded, placing her hand in his. He led her to the floor and they waltzed to the enchanting music.

As her rose-petal pink dress glided across the floor, she looked up into his amber eyes. Time seemed to slow down for them and only them, as if Time knew that they wanted this moment never to end. When the small orchestra played their last note, the two walked outside a door that led to a balcony. The stone columns were covered with spiraling ivy, climbing up it's length. The moon shone down on the two as they kissed.

"Your mother would like to introduce you to someone," a man said, gesturing to the amber-eyed. He nodded and went inside, asking if the emerald-eyed girl wanted to stay outside, to wait for him. She said yes and looked over the balcony railing at the garden below. White flowers seemed to reach for the moon, basking in it's light.

Then, she felt that she was not alone. She turned, expecting to see the amber-eyed boy...but saw another girl.

"Baka yaro²." The stranger spoke to her. She then pulled the emerald-eyed girl by her wrists and both of them vanished.

The amber-eyed boy came back out and found no one.

"She must've come back inside...there's no other way to get off the balcony."

[end flashback]

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¹ Sukidayo = I love you

² Baka yaro = You fool

A/N: Ahem...please excuse the over-excessive use off the whole "emerald-eyed" and "amber-eyed" business in the flashback. I didn't want names...I wanted it to be somewhat subtle without interrupting it too much with names and too much speech. I was digging for lots of description and such. Anyways, hope ya liked it! Remember...reviews are so loved! Much thanks! -- miha