DISCLAIMER: you know, you know.
NOTE: Yeah...I know, remember from the beginning...? Syaoran IS supposed to be frivolous with women, a player, whatever you wanna call it and he does it because he was hurt before...and that is why he is blind to Sakura's feelings, not only because he thinks she and Eriol are together, but because he doesn't believe anyone could ever truly love him for anything other than his looks and his money.
Sad, ne? Don't worry. Zettai daijoubu minna-san. Now, on with the show:
Sing for Me: Chapter Ten: Tomoyo's Temper and A Re-Visit from an Older Brother and Yuki
Perhaps she had been foolish, thinking he would know, that he would just know by her voice, by her searching eyes, that he was the one she sang for.
Perhaps she had been blind.
But now she had a sight bordering on clairvoyant; he didn't love her anyway. Even if he had known, had figured it out, he was obviously...Sakura choked tears anew onto her already thoroughly damp pillow, obviously happy with that other woman. They hadn't exactly been holding hands...
She felt like finding a small shadow to crawl into and disappear in forever, and also felt that she might find such a shadow in her very own heart where, once she harbored dearly, a love for a certain amber eyed wolf. And she had just realized it, just a bit too late, a bit too dense. A sad smile graced her swollen lips, overly pinkish from licking the dryness away; she always was a bit slow, and here it had cost her apparently.
She had been too late to win his love.
This is what the sad cherry blossom thought, crying still, and this was what a dear friend to her knew she thought.
And she would be well damned if she was going to let it stay that way.
Tomoyo scowled to herself, thoughts of beating sense into a certain ex- boyfriend of hers [remember, she and Syaoran dated briefly] crossing her...original mind more than once in more than one way. No one made the cherry blossom cry, especially when they were wrong.
Quietly she slipped away from the apartment, a mission at hand and an attentive force at the ready.
This was war.
Syaoran for his part was wondering what was wrong with him. Suddenly he had woken Koi, forcefully pushed her out of his room and told her to find her way out.
She had not been pleased, to say the least.
After throwing a shoe at him she had mumbled something rather offensive and stormed out. He hadn't been surprised, nor upset. Instead he was simply confused. As many times as he tried, as hard as he tried, he could not make those emerald eyes disappear from his memory, and it irked him if not more.
"Why is she doing this to me?" he groaned, running his hands through his tousled hair, ignoring the occasional snarl, pulling it out harshly, as though pulling out the tangles in his hair might pull out the ones in his life.
Most of those tangles, he had yet to realize, were caused by his own carelessness, good thing a certain blue-violet eyed CEO was on her way to tell him.
Speaking of which...
There was a harsh knock on the door, the front door and Syaoran decided he would rather mope in his room than leave it to go answer the door. The knocking continued.
Knock, knock.
Syaoran glared. Why wouldn't they let him be?
Knock, knock.
He was about to go out, just to tell them to get the hell away, when a new sound was heard.
Creak.
Someone had unlocked and opened his door. He wondered if they knew there was a law against breaking and entering. Striding with purpose out of his room he came face to face with the intruder...
Tomoyo.
And she didn't look happy.
"How did you get in?" he asked.
"Through the front door," she answered. He frowned.
"I see that. How did you manage to break in, should I say?" he fairly spat.
"With ease," was her flippant answer and she prowled toward him like a perturbed feline, eyes flashing dangerously, "And it serves you right for getting second rate locks when you can afford the world."
He got the feeling she wasn't talking about 'locks' anymore.
"What are you getting at Daidouji?"
"Ooh, on last name terms now are we?" she smirked. "And I thought you actually fancied me, but wait, you prefer the money-snatching, overly curvaceous nitwit-type don't you Li? I suppose I'm just not in that category am I darling?" Tomoyo crossed her arms and adjusted her posture ever so slightly, just so that he could see a slight glaring glint in her eyes. Syaoran stonily looked at her, impassive except for a spark of irritation, fast mounting to a minor fury in his own amber eyes.
"What do you know of choosing lovers Daidouji? I mean, you obviously weren't happy with me. Maybe Hiiragazawa is more to your tastes. He certainly seems to be doing well with Sa---" he caught himself, "...your friend." But try as he might have, Tomoyo had already heard what he had begun to say: Sakura.
"Since when were you and Sakura ever on first name terms Li? I don't think you were and you certainly aren't now. I'll appreciate it if you indulge me and show her some respect; call her Kinomoto-san if you refer to her at all, not that you deserve even that much." Tomoyo was nearly flaming with anger at this point.
"I am somewhat lost. What is it you are so upset about Daidouji?" he questioned bluntly.
"You have the nerve to ask. I don't see even a little of what I thought I saw in you before, nor what she sees in you now!" she cried angrily, waving her hands in emphatic gestures, seemingly attempting to restrain herself from becoming violent towards Syaoran as she seemed she wished so badly to do.
"'She'? You mean Kinomoto-san?" Syaoran wasn't sure he was to believe what he heard.
"Hai, I mean Sakura. You could have left the place before lip locking with that...that woman you know! You made a veritable scandal in the hallway that night. You could have...mustered up some grace, I'm sure. Even you could have," and Tomoyo added bitterly, "And that's saying something."
"Honestly Daidouji, what business of it is hers what I do with my romances? It's not like she cares!" he was almost yelling now.
"Are you THAT stupid you baka? Or do you actually care about 'Koi'?" Tomoyo mocked him and he knew it.
"Iie. Women are all deceitful, lying cheats as far as I am concerned," he said perhaps with more force than he intended.
"Oh, is that what you were thinking in our relationship? Maybe I should send you to the garbage dump; they have a lovely compressor there that would do just miraculous wonders for that swollen head of yours!" she sad coldly, voice worse than ice.
"Iie, demo you have only proved it." He was now standing very close to her, and she could feel the intensity of his glare.
"How? By being the first to put you out? How novel, perhaps I should hire someone else to do the same thing...except I am not cruel. Whereas, I think you are on a dangerous border between plain idiocy and... And boorishness and also, more to the point, a combination of those two things, plus a few unnamables!" Syaoran was taken aback. Never had he imagined sweet, polite Tomoyo talking to anyone like this, least of all him.
"You're out of line. Leave before I have you escorted," he threatened.
"Don't want to be told anymore of the truth Li? I wouldn't either if I were you. Thank Kami that I'm not." Tomoyo turned on her heel and strode mindfully out, the very look of indignation wafting about her.
Syaoran punched the wall nearest to him forcefully; it was true.
The truth hurt...but what hurt even more was the truth mixed in with the fabrication he had surmised for himself.
Sakura's tears had dried an hour ago. Now she sat out on her balcony, watching the stars, wondering about their lives, if they loved, if they could ever be with the one they longed for, ever moving and constant at the same time. Her voice sang with a wistful sadness, a depth she had not possessed before, one of a woman who knew the strength and weakness of pain instead of simply an impossibly cheerful and sweet girl. These were the words of a fallen angel who dreamt of rejoining her lost one, be it back in heaven or somewhere further down...
"Those stars are shining brightly
A river's sorrow follows
Their paths that glow alight nightly
In the sky's blackest, deepest hollows
Could I lose myself inside them
Drown within their reach
Perhaps I could learn to ride them
And the walls of my sadness breach
If I could have stayed there
Would I have been better off
Than standing in this open air
Wondering if my dreams will stay aloft...
And I want to keep going
Even in the coldest parts
Because I know that morning
Comes to all the truest hearts
And I want to keep trying
Even in the bleakest weather
Because I know only if life's worth dying
Is it worth living and that means, together
And I want you here with me
Even when we don't see eye to eye
Because it's those times when we don't agree
Those make our real love shine...
So like those stars in the heavens up high
Waiting for my steps on the stair below thought
Let my heart sing for you and soar in that sky
With those stars sing for me, my heart is already caught...
My heart is already...
Caught..." her voice drifted off on a serenely beautiful note.
"That was beautiful Sakura-chan," a voice came and Sakura whirled to be faced with a smiling pale complexion adorned with silver spectacles and fringed with silvery hair...
"Yukito!" she cried and jumped into his arms, nearly.
"Hai, hai, we came back again to surprise you. We miss you so much not that you're never home," he smiled down at the green-eyed songstress.
"'We'?" Sakura asked.
"Hai, 'We'," came another voice and Sakura was hurling herself into Touya's arms in a matter of seconds.
"Touya!" Her older brother offered a smirk.
"Greetings...kaiju," he said. She immediately jumped out of his arms and stomped on his foot...hard. To which, Yukito suppressed a chuckle, Touya glared madly and Sakura felt a comforting sense of familiarity.
For a moment of kindness to her soul, she pushed the amber eyed wolf away from her thoughts to be replaced by her brother and Yuki.
Just for a moment.
"So how long have you been here? Where are you staying?" Sakura asked, a happy child once more for the time being.
"Well, I thought we'd save some money and just...oh, you know...stay with you," Touya grinned.
"Now wait a---" she paused as she looked at Yukito's smiling face and faltered in her refusal... "alright," she muttered. Then turning to face Yukito showered upon him many offers that would ease his troubles throughout the duration of his stay while tactfully ignoring to offer any of these the same to her brother.
"I don't think it's fair," Touya sulked a bit. Sakura flashed him a bright smile that held a bit more cleverness and mischief than she was wont to show...but it didn't matter. Brother and sister under the same roof again with Yuki...this could get interesting.
Just then, Tomoyo walked in, whistling a cheery tune. Sakura was surprised; Touya quirked a wondering eyebrow; Yuki smiled and greeted her.
Yes things could get very interesting, especially with the little cherry blossom and the little wolf because while they might have convinced themselves that they were over before they even started, fate had other things in mind.
And fate was always the preference.
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Short yes, but reply please/ review? Next chapter soon! ^_^
NOTE: Yeah...I know, remember from the beginning...? Syaoran IS supposed to be frivolous with women, a player, whatever you wanna call it and he does it because he was hurt before...and that is why he is blind to Sakura's feelings, not only because he thinks she and Eriol are together, but because he doesn't believe anyone could ever truly love him for anything other than his looks and his money.
Sad, ne? Don't worry. Zettai daijoubu minna-san. Now, on with the show:
Sing for Me: Chapter Ten: Tomoyo's Temper and A Re-Visit from an Older Brother and Yuki
Perhaps she had been foolish, thinking he would know, that he would just know by her voice, by her searching eyes, that he was the one she sang for.
Perhaps she had been blind.
But now she had a sight bordering on clairvoyant; he didn't love her anyway. Even if he had known, had figured it out, he was obviously...Sakura choked tears anew onto her already thoroughly damp pillow, obviously happy with that other woman. They hadn't exactly been holding hands...
She felt like finding a small shadow to crawl into and disappear in forever, and also felt that she might find such a shadow in her very own heart where, once she harbored dearly, a love for a certain amber eyed wolf. And she had just realized it, just a bit too late, a bit too dense. A sad smile graced her swollen lips, overly pinkish from licking the dryness away; she always was a bit slow, and here it had cost her apparently.
She had been too late to win his love.
This is what the sad cherry blossom thought, crying still, and this was what a dear friend to her knew she thought.
And she would be well damned if she was going to let it stay that way.
Tomoyo scowled to herself, thoughts of beating sense into a certain ex- boyfriend of hers [remember, she and Syaoran dated briefly] crossing her...original mind more than once in more than one way. No one made the cherry blossom cry, especially when they were wrong.
Quietly she slipped away from the apartment, a mission at hand and an attentive force at the ready.
This was war.
Syaoran for his part was wondering what was wrong with him. Suddenly he had woken Koi, forcefully pushed her out of his room and told her to find her way out.
She had not been pleased, to say the least.
After throwing a shoe at him she had mumbled something rather offensive and stormed out. He hadn't been surprised, nor upset. Instead he was simply confused. As many times as he tried, as hard as he tried, he could not make those emerald eyes disappear from his memory, and it irked him if not more.
"Why is she doing this to me?" he groaned, running his hands through his tousled hair, ignoring the occasional snarl, pulling it out harshly, as though pulling out the tangles in his hair might pull out the ones in his life.
Most of those tangles, he had yet to realize, were caused by his own carelessness, good thing a certain blue-violet eyed CEO was on her way to tell him.
Speaking of which...
There was a harsh knock on the door, the front door and Syaoran decided he would rather mope in his room than leave it to go answer the door. The knocking continued.
Knock, knock.
Syaoran glared. Why wouldn't they let him be?
Knock, knock.
He was about to go out, just to tell them to get the hell away, when a new sound was heard.
Creak.
Someone had unlocked and opened his door. He wondered if they knew there was a law against breaking and entering. Striding with purpose out of his room he came face to face with the intruder...
Tomoyo.
And she didn't look happy.
"How did you get in?" he asked.
"Through the front door," she answered. He frowned.
"I see that. How did you manage to break in, should I say?" he fairly spat.
"With ease," was her flippant answer and she prowled toward him like a perturbed feline, eyes flashing dangerously, "And it serves you right for getting second rate locks when you can afford the world."
He got the feeling she wasn't talking about 'locks' anymore.
"What are you getting at Daidouji?"
"Ooh, on last name terms now are we?" she smirked. "And I thought you actually fancied me, but wait, you prefer the money-snatching, overly curvaceous nitwit-type don't you Li? I suppose I'm just not in that category am I darling?" Tomoyo crossed her arms and adjusted her posture ever so slightly, just so that he could see a slight glaring glint in her eyes. Syaoran stonily looked at her, impassive except for a spark of irritation, fast mounting to a minor fury in his own amber eyes.
"What do you know of choosing lovers Daidouji? I mean, you obviously weren't happy with me. Maybe Hiiragazawa is more to your tastes. He certainly seems to be doing well with Sa---" he caught himself, "...your friend." But try as he might have, Tomoyo had already heard what he had begun to say: Sakura.
"Since when were you and Sakura ever on first name terms Li? I don't think you were and you certainly aren't now. I'll appreciate it if you indulge me and show her some respect; call her Kinomoto-san if you refer to her at all, not that you deserve even that much." Tomoyo was nearly flaming with anger at this point.
"I am somewhat lost. What is it you are so upset about Daidouji?" he questioned bluntly.
"You have the nerve to ask. I don't see even a little of what I thought I saw in you before, nor what she sees in you now!" she cried angrily, waving her hands in emphatic gestures, seemingly attempting to restrain herself from becoming violent towards Syaoran as she seemed she wished so badly to do.
"'She'? You mean Kinomoto-san?" Syaoran wasn't sure he was to believe what he heard.
"Hai, I mean Sakura. You could have left the place before lip locking with that...that woman you know! You made a veritable scandal in the hallway that night. You could have...mustered up some grace, I'm sure. Even you could have," and Tomoyo added bitterly, "And that's saying something."
"Honestly Daidouji, what business of it is hers what I do with my romances? It's not like she cares!" he was almost yelling now.
"Are you THAT stupid you baka? Or do you actually care about 'Koi'?" Tomoyo mocked him and he knew it.
"Iie. Women are all deceitful, lying cheats as far as I am concerned," he said perhaps with more force than he intended.
"Oh, is that what you were thinking in our relationship? Maybe I should send you to the garbage dump; they have a lovely compressor there that would do just miraculous wonders for that swollen head of yours!" she sad coldly, voice worse than ice.
"Iie, demo you have only proved it." He was now standing very close to her, and she could feel the intensity of his glare.
"How? By being the first to put you out? How novel, perhaps I should hire someone else to do the same thing...except I am not cruel. Whereas, I think you are on a dangerous border between plain idiocy and... And boorishness and also, more to the point, a combination of those two things, plus a few unnamables!" Syaoran was taken aback. Never had he imagined sweet, polite Tomoyo talking to anyone like this, least of all him.
"You're out of line. Leave before I have you escorted," he threatened.
"Don't want to be told anymore of the truth Li? I wouldn't either if I were you. Thank Kami that I'm not." Tomoyo turned on her heel and strode mindfully out, the very look of indignation wafting about her.
Syaoran punched the wall nearest to him forcefully; it was true.
The truth hurt...but what hurt even more was the truth mixed in with the fabrication he had surmised for himself.
Sakura's tears had dried an hour ago. Now she sat out on her balcony, watching the stars, wondering about their lives, if they loved, if they could ever be with the one they longed for, ever moving and constant at the same time. Her voice sang with a wistful sadness, a depth she had not possessed before, one of a woman who knew the strength and weakness of pain instead of simply an impossibly cheerful and sweet girl. These were the words of a fallen angel who dreamt of rejoining her lost one, be it back in heaven or somewhere further down...
"Those stars are shining brightly
A river's sorrow follows
Their paths that glow alight nightly
In the sky's blackest, deepest hollows
Could I lose myself inside them
Drown within their reach
Perhaps I could learn to ride them
And the walls of my sadness breach
If I could have stayed there
Would I have been better off
Than standing in this open air
Wondering if my dreams will stay aloft...
And I want to keep going
Even in the coldest parts
Because I know that morning
Comes to all the truest hearts
And I want to keep trying
Even in the bleakest weather
Because I know only if life's worth dying
Is it worth living and that means, together
And I want you here with me
Even when we don't see eye to eye
Because it's those times when we don't agree
Those make our real love shine...
So like those stars in the heavens up high
Waiting for my steps on the stair below thought
Let my heart sing for you and soar in that sky
With those stars sing for me, my heart is already caught...
My heart is already...
Caught..." her voice drifted off on a serenely beautiful note.
"That was beautiful Sakura-chan," a voice came and Sakura whirled to be faced with a smiling pale complexion adorned with silver spectacles and fringed with silvery hair...
"Yukito!" she cried and jumped into his arms, nearly.
"Hai, hai, we came back again to surprise you. We miss you so much not that you're never home," he smiled down at the green-eyed songstress.
"'We'?" Sakura asked.
"Hai, 'We'," came another voice and Sakura was hurling herself into Touya's arms in a matter of seconds.
"Touya!" Her older brother offered a smirk.
"Greetings...kaiju," he said. She immediately jumped out of his arms and stomped on his foot...hard. To which, Yukito suppressed a chuckle, Touya glared madly and Sakura felt a comforting sense of familiarity.
For a moment of kindness to her soul, she pushed the amber eyed wolf away from her thoughts to be replaced by her brother and Yuki.
Just for a moment.
"So how long have you been here? Where are you staying?" Sakura asked, a happy child once more for the time being.
"Well, I thought we'd save some money and just...oh, you know...stay with you," Touya grinned.
"Now wait a---" she paused as she looked at Yukito's smiling face and faltered in her refusal... "alright," she muttered. Then turning to face Yukito showered upon him many offers that would ease his troubles throughout the duration of his stay while tactfully ignoring to offer any of these the same to her brother.
"I don't think it's fair," Touya sulked a bit. Sakura flashed him a bright smile that held a bit more cleverness and mischief than she was wont to show...but it didn't matter. Brother and sister under the same roof again with Yuki...this could get interesting.
Just then, Tomoyo walked in, whistling a cheery tune. Sakura was surprised; Touya quirked a wondering eyebrow; Yuki smiled and greeted her.
Yes things could get very interesting, especially with the little cherry blossom and the little wolf because while they might have convinced themselves that they were over before they even started, fate had other things in mind.
And fate was always the preference.
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Short yes, but reply please/ review? Next chapter soon! ^_^