Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captors or any of its Characters (cries
uncontrollably). Wouldn't that be wonderful if I did? (Daydreams) But alas,
I do not.
A/N I'm trying to get in the habit of posting frequently. I really hope your enjoying my story. Well here is the next chapter. Enjoy!
The Gym looked beautiful. It was simply amazing what you could do with some tissue paper and a little imagination. Sakura was dressed and a pale pink, silk dress that just barely graced her knees. It was one of Tomoyo's gorgeous designs, everyone and complemented her about how great it looked on her. Brandon had given her a lovely matching corsage. The one snag in the perfect night was Syaoran. He sat in the corner most of the nigh, looking cold and emotionless. If he hadn't been for his Tux, he might have been mistaken for a statue. About halfway through the dance, Brandon said he wanted some air. He asked Sakura if she would like to go for a walk. They left the crowded gym and walked along the outside grounds. Without warning she felt herself being pulled closer, closer, being.kissed!
Syaoran noticed them leaving, jealousy got the better of him. He sneaked off to find them, although, unknown to him, he was being followed by Eriol. He was so intrigued by his little descendant's crush. His train of though was broken by a loud scream and the sounds of a struggle. The boys ran of the noise, not angry or surprised at the others presence. They found Sakura. Brandon was kissing her, much to Sakura's distaste. Syaoran, being as macho and protective as he was, proceeded to beat the crap out of Brandon
"You have no right to touch her. You have no fucking right!" Sakura was watching all this unfold before her. She could process the past few moments. Everything seemed to have gone haywire. She watched Syaoran, 'Why is he doing this?' She thought to herself. After Brandon had apologized, (after being forced by Syaoron) he seemed quite embarrassed and went home. Syaoran and Sakura found themselves alone in the courtyard. (AN: Freaky how Eriol slips away like that huh?)
"Thank you, I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come." Sakura said, finally breaking the silence. The fact that her teeth were chattering did nothing to help the conversation.
"Sakura, it was nothing. I couldn't very well stand by and let you get hurt now could I?" As they walked back to the gym, Syaoran did something he knew he shouldn' have, but he simply couldn't help himself.
"Would you like to dance?" He said with a tone of nervousness that had smoothness to it.
"I'd love to." He took her hand and gently led her onto the dance floor. His hands gently fell onto her hips, and her hands drifted around his neck. The world seemed to melt away. Nothing else in the world seemed to matter. It was as if they were in some sort of bubble. Sakura could hardly believe it. What did this all mean? Did he still have feelings for her? 'As long as there is hope, I'll be waiting for you. You and only you are a part of my soul' She though as she danced. Across the gym Tomoyo and Eriol stared at the couple with a look of immense pride.
"Well, out plan might not have worked out exactly as we thought it would, but I think in the end its better this way. They came together on their own. I always knew those two were destined to be together. Although, why it took them so long to realize it is beyond me." Eriol said, his gaze never drifting from the lovely pair.
"Eriol, when you get this way there is absolutely no home of holing up a conver.." Before she could finish Eriol encircled her with his arms and kissed her gently.
"We are destined too."
Sakura was wrapped up in the moment. She had never experienced anything like it; she never wanted the night to end. But it did, as all good things eventually do. Syaoran walked her to her house, which he hadn't done in a long time (with the exception of the day after she had spend the night at his apartment) She was practically floating on air.
"Goodnight Sakura."
"Goodnight Syaoran" Then Syaoran pulled her into a warm hug and started to walk home. In Sakura's mind, it was the most magical night of her life. Syaoran on the other hand, was mentally slapping himself for ruing his whole plan.
A/N I'm trying to get in the habit of posting frequently. I really hope your enjoying my story. Well here is the next chapter. Enjoy!
The Gym looked beautiful. It was simply amazing what you could do with some tissue paper and a little imagination. Sakura was dressed and a pale pink, silk dress that just barely graced her knees. It was one of Tomoyo's gorgeous designs, everyone and complemented her about how great it looked on her. Brandon had given her a lovely matching corsage. The one snag in the perfect night was Syaoran. He sat in the corner most of the nigh, looking cold and emotionless. If he hadn't been for his Tux, he might have been mistaken for a statue. About halfway through the dance, Brandon said he wanted some air. He asked Sakura if she would like to go for a walk. They left the crowded gym and walked along the outside grounds. Without warning she felt herself being pulled closer, closer, being.kissed!
Syaoran noticed them leaving, jealousy got the better of him. He sneaked off to find them, although, unknown to him, he was being followed by Eriol. He was so intrigued by his little descendant's crush. His train of though was broken by a loud scream and the sounds of a struggle. The boys ran of the noise, not angry or surprised at the others presence. They found Sakura. Brandon was kissing her, much to Sakura's distaste. Syaoran, being as macho and protective as he was, proceeded to beat the crap out of Brandon
"You have no right to touch her. You have no fucking right!" Sakura was watching all this unfold before her. She could process the past few moments. Everything seemed to have gone haywire. She watched Syaoran, 'Why is he doing this?' She thought to herself. After Brandon had apologized, (after being forced by Syaoron) he seemed quite embarrassed and went home. Syaoran and Sakura found themselves alone in the courtyard. (AN: Freaky how Eriol slips away like that huh?)
"Thank you, I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come." Sakura said, finally breaking the silence. The fact that her teeth were chattering did nothing to help the conversation.
"Sakura, it was nothing. I couldn't very well stand by and let you get hurt now could I?" As they walked back to the gym, Syaoran did something he knew he shouldn' have, but he simply couldn't help himself.
"Would you like to dance?" He said with a tone of nervousness that had smoothness to it.
"I'd love to." He took her hand and gently led her onto the dance floor. His hands gently fell onto her hips, and her hands drifted around his neck. The world seemed to melt away. Nothing else in the world seemed to matter. It was as if they were in some sort of bubble. Sakura could hardly believe it. What did this all mean? Did he still have feelings for her? 'As long as there is hope, I'll be waiting for you. You and only you are a part of my soul' She though as she danced. Across the gym Tomoyo and Eriol stared at the couple with a look of immense pride.
"Well, out plan might not have worked out exactly as we thought it would, but I think in the end its better this way. They came together on their own. I always knew those two were destined to be together. Although, why it took them so long to realize it is beyond me." Eriol said, his gaze never drifting from the lovely pair.
"Eriol, when you get this way there is absolutely no home of holing up a conver.." Before she could finish Eriol encircled her with his arms and kissed her gently.
"We are destined too."
Sakura was wrapped up in the moment. She had never experienced anything like it; she never wanted the night to end. But it did, as all good things eventually do. Syaoran walked her to her house, which he hadn't done in a long time (with the exception of the day after she had spend the night at his apartment) She was practically floating on air.
"Goodnight Sakura."
"Goodnight Syaoran" Then Syaoran pulled her into a warm hug and started to walk home. In Sakura's mind, it was the most magical night of her life. Syaoran on the other hand, was mentally slapping himself for ruing his whole plan.