Chapter 20: Wed me, wed you!
5 years later:
"AAAHHHHH!!!!" Sakura screamed frantically, "So late!!!" Tomoyo had a huge sweat drop on her head. "Oh my, Sakura is still late after all this time." Tomoyo embarrassed at her friend and mistress' behavior went to go pick up a dress lying spread out on the oriental rug. Tomoyo now wore something different from her normal maid clothes, she was still a servant to Sakura, but she was wearing a cute Chinese skirt, with a purple mandarin vest on her and bows on her hair. "Sakura wakes up late even on her wedding day!"
There she was, 21 year old Sakura, hurriedly looking around for her earrings. "I'm going to be so late!" she said, "At my own wedding!" Sakura was barely wearing anything but a long strapped Chinese blouse covering her top and some of her legs. Tomoyo came into the bathroom while Sakura was trying to paint her face with make up. "Let me help you Sakura!" Tomoyo offered as she shut the bathroom door behind them.
"Sakura," Touya said waiting on a chair while the other guests were talking to each other all around the temple. "Where are you Sakura?" Touya looked around and saw every single person associated with the kingdom. Min was there, the new emperor was there, Syaoran's mother was there, the only people missing were Syaoran and Sakura, the main attraction.
Before Touya could ask where Syaoran was, Syaoran came out and walked down the red carpet with a red bow tied around his long green Chinese robe. "I look like a friggin' birthday present!" Syaoran complained to his mother, "Do I have to wear this huge bow around me?" His mother nodded as her reply. Syaoran growled a bit, but he knew this was a happy occasion after all, he was getting married to his beloved Sakura. By the way, where is Sakura?
Syaoran waited for a while and began to get impatient. Suddenly, the doors busted open and the trumpets began to play. Sakura walked down the red carpet, wearing her dress. Though many people did not approve of it, Sakura looked extremely beautiful in it, and the majority people would agree that as long as she looked good in it, it didn't matter what anybody approved of.
Syaoran stared at her as she took Min's arm guiding her down the red carpet. "She's beautiful!" Syaoran told himself, "But I already know that!" Syaoran saw her beautiful dress as well, she was wearing a kimono, a pink one to be exact, with petals of cherry blossoms as the designs. It was tied around her waist by a red sash. She carried a fan with her the whole way walking down as her father guided her on the arm ever so lightly.
Suddenly, Sakura felt another arm grab her from the other side, but this arm felt gentle and soothing. She turned her head to see who it was, but it was no one! Was she imagining things? Min finally reached Syaoran with Sakura and he finally reluctantly gave away his beloved Sakura. "Sakura," Syaoran said, "You look wonderful!" Sakura replied back to him, "As do you!" Syaoran blushed rubbing the back of his head, "Don't lie, do I look like a birthday package to you?" Sakura laughed at his comment, "Yes!" she replied as Syaoran dropped on the floor.
"But a very lucky present I have today," Sakura recovered. The monk who was going to wed them appeared in the center altar, having nothing but worry beads in his right hand. "Well shall we begin the wedding ceremony?" Syaoran nodded enthusiastically, "May I see the gold rings?" Syaoran pulled out the rings, the one given to Sakura was the one Syaoran gave Sakura before, the lucky ring. Syaoran's wedding band was a normal golden ring.
Sakura Narration
I can't believe it, as I stand here today, I am getting married to the most wonderful person in the world. Syaoran Li, the new general of the imperial army. I am the wife to the general, Sakura Kinomoto Li, has a nice ring to it don't you think? Well I never anticipated that so many people would come to my wedding, or should I say so little? I don't see the people who I want to see.
Where is Clow-sifu? Where is mother? Father? Lung? They can't be seen anywhere. But look at all the people who are here, that's because of them that we can see all these people here. Tomoyo, my best friend and maid. Min, my father and loving mentor of life. Vung, my godmother and friend. And finally, Syaoran, my husband, my rival, my one true love.
Today, it doesn't matter if Clow, Lung, mother, father are her at all, as long as they are all with me in spirit, I will always be happy.
End Sakura Narration
"Sakura do you accept Syaoran's love?" the monk asked. Sakura gazed into Syaoran's eyes, without remorse, she answered, "I do!" The monk turned to Syaoran and asked him, "Syaoran," he asked, "Do you accept Sakura's love?" Syaoran stared at Sakura, holding her hand, "I do!" The monk happily nodded, "By the power invested in me, you are now Mrs. Li Sakura, and your husband Li Syaoran shall be forever with you as your husband. You may now kiss!"
Syaoran and Sakura were certainly no strangers to kissing. And this time wasn't any different. Syaoran looked at Sakura puckering up. Syaoran didn't want this to be an ordinary kiss, he wanted it to be one to remember. Syaoran grabbed Sakura, putting his arms on her back, bent her backwards, and gave her a deep kiss. Everyone in the temple clapped their hands upon seeing this.
For Sakura, this was one of the best days in her life, she would never forget this moment for as long as she lived.
Quote of the Chapter:
"I look like a friggin' birthday present!" –Syaoran
Meaning of the quote: In Chinese weddings, I noticed some grooms wear the red bow around themselves. To me, I always thought they looked like a birthday/Christmas present, hence the reason why Syaoran is complaining.