Do You Remember Me? I Remember You
By Rainbow Dreamer and co-author Cryst and Ying Fa
*Dedicated to Cryst and Ying Fa, who have helped me with this story. If it weren't for you both, none of this would of happened. Arigato.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT, I repeat, I do NOT own CCS. It belongs to Clamp! I think you all know though, that this story is my own and every idea is of my own. Yep.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so glad that I have all you readers out there supporting me. It's chapter twenty already and I can't express how glad that I am. From a few, yet important reviews, the number has increased to 180 and this is all the hard work of all of you out there. I just want to say a big THANK YOU, but I guess you guys already know that. LOL. Keep reading! ~Rainbow Dreamer.
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SPECIAL THANKS TO: Confused: Glad you like the story!
Cherry: "Bitch?" What are you talking about? Hmm. LoL, are you talking about the B-to-B thing Eriol and Syaoran does at the end of the last chapter? "B" means Bud, as in buddy or friend!
Sakura Potato: Hehe. interesting thing about the potato. Now let's see. a Sakura's POV? That can be handled. And I'll try getting chapters up faster.
Orchid Angel: LOL. I know, Meiling talking Shakespeare. I know it's a little bit off in Meiling's character, but it's kind of amusing hearing her quote. Maybe I'll change her quotes sometimes.
SKC: I hope you don't mind using the abbreviation rather than the whole name of yours. Hehe. I'm glad you like the B thing!
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Aznpride: Ah, yes. The smart one, you are. Yes, I did intend Eriol to be a half recarnation of Clow Reed. Oops. I'll change the last chapter after I finish this. Thank you for noticing and telling me!
Jaina: Thanks! And as for Sakura's friends coming to see her show? Possibly.. Keep reading!
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Let's see. I hope I didn't forget anyone. The above mentioned should be the only reviews I have received. Anyhow, if you're reading this and have noticed that you're not the on the special thanks, THANK YOU. And for those who are reading this and not reviewing, a review would be nice. *hint hint * LOL. You don't have to; I'm just saying that it would be nice. Yep. ~Rainbow Dreamer.
CHAPTER TWENTY:
(A/N: In case as a reader you might get confused, the following scene of Sakura is before Meiling receives the letter from her with the attachment letter for Syaoran in the previous chapter.)
Sakura sat at her desk, twirling a pen in her hands. Sighing, she pushed away from the desk, leaning on the chair on two feet and let it back on four legs again with a bang. Why were the words she wanted to say to Syaoran so hard? After all those years she had spent together with him, she never could have imagined that writing to him would be so hard.
Frustrated, she crumpled up the paper and threw it perfectly into the wastebasket with her other failed writings. Drumming her fingers on the desk, she quickly wrote something on her paper only to rip it in despair. It was so hard to word things the way she was feeling right now.
"Sakura?" Her father called gently from the door.
"Yeah?" She called back, leaving her work on her desk to answer the door. Her father's kind face with a smile greeted her.
"Are you alright? I'm hearing some groans of frustration." He said with a slight smile as he noticed the wads of paper in the wastebasket. Sakura grinned sheepishly. "Is it math? Maybe I can help you." He offered.
Sakura smiled warily. Math.. Syaoran used to teach her math all the time. "No. It's not math." She replied. Her father smiled and ruffled her hair affectionally.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked knowingly.
"About what?" Sakura asked, trying to dodge the question.
"Syaoran. I haven't heard you talk about him in a while. Is there something I can help you in?" Her father replied quietly. He immediately saw her daughter's eyes divert away from his concerned look.
"I just miss him." She replied, sniffing lightly as the two sat on her bed. Her father smiled and pulled his daughter into a one armed hug.
"Just let the words flow, Sakura-Chan. He'll understand, I'm sure." Sakura nodded.
"Now get there and let your emotions free."
"But I don't know what I feel. I'm just so.. Confused." She said quietly, looking at her feet.
Her father cupped her chin up. "It's all in here," He pointed to her heart. "Just close your eyes and think of him."
Sakura closed her eyes and let her thoughts wander. Her father gently released his arm around her shoulder and walked out the room, closing it behind her.
*** Flashback. Sakura's POV ***
"Sakura?" A familiar voice concerned. I looked up into a pair of deep amber orbs, but I quickly looked away. He sat down next to me on the grass that overlooked a small stream. I turned my gaze away from him to the small stream that was reflecting the wonderful sunset above in the sky. A few birds flew across the sky, calling to its friends playfully. In the stream, a few fishes were chasing each other in a game of tag, making ripples in the sunset dyed river.
"Are you mad at me?" he asked gently, his voice almost inaudible, as if he didn't want to break the peaceful moment in nature. I shrugged, not wanting to answer.
"I'm sorry that some girl told you that I'm leaving before I did. I had planned tell you in a more. caring manner." He apologized sincerely. I wanted to believe him and make everything all right again, but.
He stood up and brushed his pants before extending his hand to me. I looked away from his hands. He laughed lightly, his rich tone caressing my ears. "Come on," He teased. I just shook my head, brushing a few strands of hair that got in the way.
"Or else." he threatened playfully. I raised my eyebrows at him, but pretended that he had said nothing.
"Syaoran!" I complained as he caught me suddenly in his arms, cradling me like a baby. He grinned at me and swung me around in a circle before letting me down on my feet gently.
"Hmph!" I said, turning away from him. He laughed again. And the next thing I knew, he had his arms had circled around me waist, pulling me closer to him. He buried his face into my hair, nuzzling my neck.
I sighed and leaned back into his safe arms. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked, his mouth at my ear.
"Yes!" I proclaimed, struggling from his grasp, but his hold was firm and it was impossible to get out of them. "Syaoran let me go." I complained.
"Why?" He asked, pulling me closer to him. I gulped, breathing in his sweet scent of the Hugo cologne that I gave him for Christmas.
"Because," I mumbled, not able to think properly with him being so close to me.
"Because?" he prompted.
"Because.Just because." I snapped, not knowing what to say. His chuckle ran like music in my ears.
"Are you mad at me because I'm going to Hong Kong for an year?" he asked.
"No," I lied. That was exactly what I was mad at; besides the fact that it hurt, knowing the information from a total ditz that had a huge crush on Syaoran.
Syaoran smiled into my skin. "Liar." He whispered.
"Well, what do you expect? You'll be gone for an year. and who knows what will happen!" I said, tears welling up in my eyes. I guess he could hear the pain in my voice even though I had my back on him. He pulled his arms away from my waist and put them on my shoulders instead, making me turn around to face him. I looked up at him, tears starting to slide down my cheeks.
He took out a blue handkerchief and dried my tears caringly. He caressed my cheek lightly. "If you're thinking I'll forget you in Hong Kong and get another girlfriend, it's not going to happen." He replied, seeing what my fear was.
"It's not that!" I mumbled defensively, sniffing.
"Oh? Then what is it?" He asked with an amused grin on his face. I frowned at his teasing.
"Well, maybe." I whispered. He smiled and pulled me into another hug.
"I promise you that I'll always be yours, Sakura." He said sincerely. I relaxed against his hold and let myself melt against his safe warm arms.
"I love you," I whispered. He pulled away slightly to look me in my eyes. Gods, his amber eyes were so hypnotizing.
"And I love you," Syaoran replied, bending down to kiss me lightly on the lips. We stayed like that a long time; just kissing with our arms wrapped around each other, wishing time wouldn't pass so quickly.
Next morning he left and when I sent him off in the airport, he surprisingly gave me a letter. When he saw my surprised face, he smiled wryly. "Yeah, I know. My first letter." I smiled.
"Thanks." I replied, trying to be cheerful. I kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"Remember me." Those were his last words before he boarded the plane. I smiled and waved my hand continuously before his figure disappeared into the plane.
*** Present***
I smiled, remembering that moment. I got up and pulled out a paper worn from reading too many times. Caressing the paper, it crinkled lightly as I opened it again for another reading.
Dear Sakura,
Knowing you, you're probably worrying about me already. Don't worry, I'll be fine and you're the one who should be careful. Things in Hong Kong about my family issues should be settled soon and I look forward in seeing you again in a year. A year isn't that long or is it?
Don't cry, or I'll end up crying as well. It just breaks my heart to see you so sad when I'm the cause of it all. Keep it well in your heart that I love you and I will always be thinking of you constantly and it warms my heart to know that you are doing the same.
I never imagined myself to be some great letter writer, but this isn't a bad letter is it? Now you're probably laughing at me, your sweet emerald eyes twinkling. I don't know how to word my feelings, but I'll show you what I mean once I come back from Hong Kong. I'll sweep you off your feet and give you a passionate kiss I'll be dreaming to give you all year.
Send my love to Meiling, Tomoyo, and Eriol as well. I pray that you'll be fine everyday for I send my love to you more than you can ever imagine.
Love, Syaoran Li.
I smiled and closed the letter, wiping the tears away from my eyes from emotion. Every time I read that letter, I would feel safe and secure again. Taking in big breath, I could slightly sense Syaoran's scent on the letter still. Opening my eyes I settled down to what I would write to him as for he was in Hong Kong and yet I was in Beijing. Things have changed greatly. he has a girlfriend, and indeed has forgotten me. But I intend to make him remember me because I know that love still exists between the two of us.
After many cross outs, I was proud with my letter and quickly typed it on my computer to add it as an attachment file to Meiling so that she could give the letter to Syaoran.
Smiling contentedly at finishing my letter I fell asleep tired on my chair. Kero flew out from his little room inside drawer and saw that I was already asleep. Sighing, he pulled my blanket from my bed and draped it comfortably over me.
Flying over to the windowsill he looked out. "A full moon." He said quietly, wondering what was to come.
*** Hong Kong***
"Kawaii!" Tomoyo proclaimed as she and Meiling walked in, witnessing the "B to B" thing. Syaoran just growled lightly, yet on his cheeks was a light shade of embarrassment. Eriol smiled and bowed grandly at his girlfriend.
"And you, my dear, are the most beautiful." He said, kissing her lightly on the hand. Tomoyo giggled at his flirting.
Meiling rolled her eyes at the display of sweetness, catching Syaoran's eyes as they both grinned.
"Feeling better?" She asked, pouring tea into four cups as they surrounded Syaoran's bed. He shrugged.
"Better than before they came." He responded. His voice didn't rasp and cough as much.
"Good." Meiling proclaimed.
Syaoran nodded, looking at his mug of tea. Tomoyo and Meiling shared a meaningful look. Would it trigger something?
"What. what tea is this?" He asked, the words sounding weird against his tongue. Somehow it wasn't what he wanted to ask.
"Rosemary lemon tea." Tomoyo replied cheerfully. "I noticed that your house had some and decided to make some. Why?"
"Is this. oh never mind." Syaoran mumbled.
"Too bad Sakura isn't here," Eriol remarked, catching at what Tomoyo and Meiling had in mind. "This is her favorite tea." He added casually.
"I know. She was crazy for it for a while, wasn't she?" Meiling said, trying to make the conversation sound casual so Syaoran wouldn't notice their plan. He was quite sharp in things.
"Yeah. I remember she gave me a whole bag of it as a gift once," Tomoyo answered. "Didn't she give you some?" She asked Meiling.
"Did she? I don't really- " Meiling started to reply.
"This is from her." A voice cut in. The two girls looked away from each other to see who the speaker was. Syaoran.
A silence swept over the four as they pondered over what they had heard, and in Syaoran's case, what he had just said. "Did she?" Eriol prompted quietly. Syaoran's eyes met his dark blue ones for a quiet moment before looking away.
Another pause. Tomoyo was looking around, trying to find something to melt the ice. "Did you get any news from Sakura, Meiling? Weren't you checking your mail just a while before we came?"
"Hai." Meiling answered. She looked over at Syaoran to see if she should mention about the letter. His sharp eyes met hers for the briefest moment before he looked away. He felt uncomfortable somehow talking about her. It was as if he didn't have the. right to be here talking about Sakura. What am I thinking, he mumbled to himself.
"She talked a lot about her upcoming singing competition. She's coming along fine with her band members, Ryoko and Jeff." Meiling said.
"I know! I wish I could be there to film it all," Tomoyo sighed, imagining what a great tape it would make.
Meiling laughed. "That reminds me. She told me that she would have a friend to film it for you."
Tomoyo's eyes lit up. "That was so caring of her. I'll write her a thank you letter once I get back home." She said dreamily. Eriol chuckled.
"Did she mention anything else?" Eriol asked, concerned with how Sakura was doing.
"Not much. It was a short letter since she was busy." Meiling lied a bit. Eriol nodded and didn't really seem to notice. Syaoran meanwhile, was acting as if he didn't really care, but secretly he was thankful that Meiling didn't say anything about the letter Sakura had given him. He wanted to read that on his own.
He kind of tuned out on what was happening around him as he was in his own thoughts. Unconsciously, his hand found its way in front of his chest as if to clasp something, but all he clasped was air. Confused, he looked down and found his hand as if it was holding something. It seemed.. Like the height. of a necklace. Syaoran scowled. He never really wore necklaces.except.
"Syaoran, are you okay?" Meiling asked worriedly, waving her hands in front of his blank face.
"Uh, yeah." He mumbled, breaking away from his thoughts. "Where's Tomoyo and Eriol?" he asked, noticing that they were no longer there.
Meiling sighed impatiently. "So you really were zoning," She said exasperatedly.
Syaoran glared. "What else did you think I'd be doing?" He shot back.
"Whatever. Tomoyo and Eriol just left a while ago. They seemed worried about you, but seeing you were off in some other world, they decided to leave." Meiling answered quickly.
"Can I read the letter?" Syaoran asked, or rather stated. Meiling nodded and called out the attachment. She stood there, waiting for Syaoran to open it and read it.
Syaoran looked up and glared at his cousin. "Ever heard of privacy?" He growled. Meiling rolled her eyes.
"You could ask." She replied, walking out towards the door to leave. "Call me if you need anything."
"Since when have you become my personal servant?" he shot back with several harsh coughs. Laughter could be heard from the other end.
"I told you, I have better plans to let you die. I'm not going to let you die because of a COLD. It'd be too much of a pity." Meiling drawled. Syaoran smirked to himself before turning his attention back to the computer. He could feel himself trembling a bit from apprehension. or was it joy?
After a while, striking up the courage, he clicked open the attachment file. Words popped up and Syaoran took a deep breath before reading.
Dear Syaoran:
I don't know how to word my feelings, but I'm going to give it a try. Actually, I don't even know what I want to say, Hehe. I guess that's so me.
I've been.thinking of you lately. Do you remember the first letter you've ever written? The one you gave me at the airport before you left for Hong Kong earlier this year?
I guess the question I want to ask is if you still remember me. I can't make you remember me and I guess I just have to accept things the way they are now. I have nothing against you and Kali.
What I'm trying to say, is.Oh. Do you remember when I told you I was leaving for Beijing? I've been wondering what you wanted to say to me that day but didn't. I hope this doesn't sound weird. but can we be friends? You don't have to say yes, I'm just wondering. Hehe, I'm blabbering again.
Um. you can email me back or something if you want.
Sakura.
*** Syaoran's POV***
I stared at the letter long after it was completed. She was thinking about me. The letter sounded so like her, the way she would talk. I closed my eyes, letting her words sink into me.
I guess I missed her as well.
I repeated the letter's content once more and found myself staring at the part where she mentioned about the letter I wrote to her. I had wrote her a letter? I closed my eyes and tried to think back only a year away. I did remember leaving Japan and saying goodbye to people, like Meiling and Tomoyo. But Sakura? I thought harder, trying to picture her there.
I coughed loudly, a burning building up in my chest. Meiling walked in, without knocking of course, and immediately helped me into the bed once more. "Thank- " I started before coughing hard once more.
"Don't talk," She chided my sharply, handing me a glass of water. She placed a hand on my forehead. "You're burning again," She declared as she dialed the house phone for Wei to call a doctor.
"I don't need one," I managed to say through wheezes. Meiling shot me a deep glare and I knew when to shut up.
"You're burning a high fever and I don't like the way you're coughing. If you have forgotten, you rarely get sick and if you do, it's bound to worse than normal." She lectured me, talking fast that I could barely understand. But after years stuck with her, one gets prone to how fast she talks.
Wei walked in with some medicine smelling like the old Chinese ways of healing. I frowned in disgust in my mind at how bad they smelt.
"The doctor should be coming in around ten minutes," he said to me, but his words were more directed to Meiling. Meiling nodded briskly.
"Good. Meanwhile, Wei could you tell Auntie and Fanren and them not to bother Syaoran?" She asked. Wei nodded and handed her the medicine before retreating down the hall.
"What? You're taking care of me?" I complained. She shot daggers at me. I just grinned.
"Heck no." She replied dramatically as she carefully measures the grounded roots and stuff. She grinned evilly at me as she handed me the powdered medicine. "I'm the only one who can put up with you."
I groaned inwardly and accepted the medicine. "I should have seen that one coming." Meiling grinned smugly.
"Now you can shut up. I don't want to hear another word from you until the doctor comes," She commanded. She walked up and peered out the window to see if the doctor was coming yet. As she was walking back, she saw that the computer was still on and Sakura's letter was still on the screen.
Lifting an eyebrow, she asked, "Good news?" I looked over at her and shrugged. Meiling sighed and began reading the letter herself, knowing that I would allow her. Besides, I would end up telling her the content of the letter anyhow.
"Well, it isn't bad news," She commented when she finished.
"What does she mean about the letter? The one I wrote?" I croaked. Meiling glared at me for talking, but replied.
"I don't know. If it was a letter before you left, it must have been for her eyes only." She commented.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I growled, wanting a better answer. Meiling grinned at me.
"It means that it was probably a love letter," She said with a smirk. "Tomoyo might know the content of the letter though."
"A what?" I raised my voice only to cough a bit more. Meiling stopped me from getting out of bed.
"A, oh never mind." She replied. "I shouldn't have told you."
"But you said a love letter. What are you hiding from me about Sakura and me in the past?" I prompted stubbornly. Meiling glared at me; she was equally stubborn and when we fought, none would win.
"Meiling! The doctor's here!" Wei's voice broke the glaring contest we were having. Meiling gave me one more glare to shut me up before going to greet the doctor.
What had she meant about love letter? Did it mean that we were more than.
"Ah. Xiao Lang, I've heard that you're sick." A familiar old voice greeted me. I looked up to see the old family doctor. His hair was a bit grayer, yet his black eyes still shone with youth.
"Meiling's told me all about it. Let's check you up." He said casually, making conversation. Meiling looked over the doctor as he checked me up. From his constant tsking to himself and a deep frown on his face, I could tell that things were not well.
"Well?" Meiling pounced on the poor doctor was done, not even letting him have a chance to voice something.
"Hush, Meiling," I said sharply. In return, I received a glare.
"Xiao Lang, do you feel really uncomfortable?" he asked me through his small rectangular glasses with sliver rim. I shrugged.
"I'm okay. The fever doesn't really get me. It's just that when I cough I can feel something burning away in my chest that I can't get rid of." I replied, observing his reaction.
"Hm." The old doctor thought this over. "This is serious. I don't want you out of bed. I don't even want you talking a lot. This. cold. you have is quite persistent." He finally said. Syaoran eyed the doctor. It seemed like he was hiding something.
"And?" Meiling asked. She too, had recognized that he wasn't telling everything that he thought was wrong.
The doctor sighed. "I would like to talk about this to your mother first, Xiao Lang." He replied in a serious tone. He fixed his eyes on the young man sternly. "The situation is much more serious than you and Meiling realize." With that, he packed his equipment away.
"Meiling, will you show me where Yelan is?" Meiling broke the questioning glance that she and I were having and nodded.
"Hai. I'll be right back, cuz." She said to me and led the old doctor friend to find her aunt.
I watched the two go before coughing hard, fighting for breath. I placed a hand on my chest to keep myself steady. Hitting my chest lightly with my hand, I felt as if something was pressing against me chest, not letting me breath. I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath.
*** Third POV***
Yelan walked out gracefully from her room and greeted the old doctor and friend. "Dr. Tsai. How is my son?" She asked.
"Yelan." He bobbed his head in greeting. Yelan spotted Meiling and motioned her to leave, closing the door behind her.
"Is it serious?" She asked in a quiet, serious manner. The doctor's hard black eyes focused on her and nodded.
"I would believe so. You know that I don't have magic, but I felt something blocking me from realizing the real matter." He confessed quietly. Yelan's face was serious and showed no emotion.
"I will check on him myself to see if this matter is true. Meanwhile, do what you must." She commanded. The doctor stood and bowed.
"I'll be back tomorrow and daily to check up on him." He said. Yelan nodded her thanks.
"Thank you. That is nice of you." She said, leading him to the door of her room. Opening it, the doctor walked out.
"I'll see you tomorrow then." With a polite bow, he walked down the hall to reach the stairs that would lead him out the huge mansion. Yelan sighed.
"What has happened now?" Her voice quivering slightly. Biting on her bottom lip, she forced herself to be strong and went to visit her son.
Meiling was talking to him while feeding him the medicine that Dr. Tsai had asked him to take. She bowed when she saw her come in. "Auntie." She greeted. Yelan smiled lightly at her and took the empty chair beside Meiling.
"How are you, my son?" She asked in a quite manner. Syaoran opened his eyes.
"I'm alright, mother." He replied, trying to hide his pain.
"Meiling, would you excuse us for a moment?" She asked. Meiling nodded and left her seat beside the bed. Yelan frowned slightly as she watched her son trying not to show how sick he was.
"Dr. Tsai has told me that your sickness." Her mother started, looking sternly at her son. Her son's defiant eyes her mother's.
"You know what's wrong." She stated a while after they broke the gaze. Syaoran simply shrugged and didn't reply to it.
"Is your magic draining from you?" She asked firmly, wanting a reply.
"Slowly." Syaoran replied quietly. He felt ashamed that he wasn't strong enough.
Yelan looked at her son for a while thinking it over. "I'm not ashamed of you, my son. Things can be solved and meanwhile you are to keep your guard. Tell no one you don't trust about this matter." She said, adding the last line strictly, knowing that her son would tell Meiling and his two other close friends, one that was the half recarnation of Clow Reed. Then she remembered. What about the Clow Mistress, Sakura Kinomoto. Wei had told her recently that she had moved for three months to Beijing.
Clearly, something was lurking behind the shadows. With the mistress gone and Syaoran deeply sick, who else was to defend Hong Kong?
Yelan tried to push those thoughts away. Putting up and faceless expression, she bid her son to rest before leaving, but she knew too well that her son knew that she was worried.
*** Beijing. Sakura's POV ***
As Sakura mumbled in her sleep, shifting uncomfortably in her position in the computer chair, Kero was still awake. He was watching the moon, suspecting something, but what was there to suspect. All the cards had been captured and there was nothing that was loose in the world.
Suddenly he turned his head worriedly to Sakura who was gasping loudly for air.
"Sakura!" He cried, moving over to her.
"I'm okay," She managed to say weakly. "It's just that I feel something burning in my chest." She replied. Kero looked over her like a worried hen as Sakura managed to catch her breath under a while. When she looked up, she saw the "you have new mail" window on her screen. Clicking on it, she found a one-line sentence, but the line made her back shiver.
"Something is rotten in the state of Denmark."
~~ How was it?? I'm sorry about the late update, but how was it? Hehe. You know the process, click the lower left hand button on the screen that says "review." Hehe. I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible. Thanks for your wonderful support. Rainbow Dreamer.
By Rainbow Dreamer and co-author Cryst and Ying Fa
*Dedicated to Cryst and Ying Fa, who have helped me with this story. If it weren't for you both, none of this would of happened. Arigato.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT, I repeat, I do NOT own CCS. It belongs to Clamp! I think you all know though, that this story is my own and every idea is of my own. Yep.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so glad that I have all you readers out there supporting me. It's chapter twenty already and I can't express how glad that I am. From a few, yet important reviews, the number has increased to 180 and this is all the hard work of all of you out there. I just want to say a big THANK YOU, but I guess you guys already know that. LOL. Keep reading! ~Rainbow Dreamer.
IF YOU REVIEWED FOR THE LAST CHAPTER, LOOK FOR YOUR NAME UNDER SPECIAL THANKS BELOW!
SPECIAL THANKS TO: Confused: Glad you like the story!
Cherry: "Bitch?" What are you talking about? Hmm. LoL, are you talking about the B-to-B thing Eriol and Syaoran does at the end of the last chapter? "B" means Bud, as in buddy or friend!
Sakura Potato: Hehe. interesting thing about the potato. Now let's see. a Sakura's POV? That can be handled. And I'll try getting chapters up faster.
Orchid Angel: LOL. I know, Meiling talking Shakespeare. I know it's a little bit off in Meiling's character, but it's kind of amusing hearing her quote. Maybe I'll change her quotes sometimes.
SKC: I hope you don't mind using the abbreviation rather than the whole name of yours. Hehe. I'm glad you like the B thing!
Sweet Madison: You're so sweet.LoL, thus your name, sweet Madison. LOL. And for you, I'll keep smiling!! *Smiles brightly *
Usagi yf: My DEEPEST apologies! With all four reviews, I'm sorry that I didn't write you a review. If you haven't checked, I've written a special thanks to you personally to your email address. Hehe. I'm totally glad that you're reading my fic; you've been a long time supporter.
Aznpride: Ah, yes. The smart one, you are. Yes, I did intend Eriol to be a half recarnation of Clow Reed. Oops. I'll change the last chapter after I finish this. Thank you for noticing and telling me!
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CHAPTER TWENTY:
(A/N: In case as a reader you might get confused, the following scene of Sakura is before Meiling receives the letter from her with the attachment letter for Syaoran in the previous chapter.)
Sakura sat at her desk, twirling a pen in her hands. Sighing, she pushed away from the desk, leaning on the chair on two feet and let it back on four legs again with a bang. Why were the words she wanted to say to Syaoran so hard? After all those years she had spent together with him, she never could have imagined that writing to him would be so hard.
Frustrated, she crumpled up the paper and threw it perfectly into the wastebasket with her other failed writings. Drumming her fingers on the desk, she quickly wrote something on her paper only to rip it in despair. It was so hard to word things the way she was feeling right now.
"Sakura?" Her father called gently from the door.
"Yeah?" She called back, leaving her work on her desk to answer the door. Her father's kind face with a smile greeted her.
"Are you alright? I'm hearing some groans of frustration." He said with a slight smile as he noticed the wads of paper in the wastebasket. Sakura grinned sheepishly. "Is it math? Maybe I can help you." He offered.
Sakura smiled warily. Math.. Syaoran used to teach her math all the time. "No. It's not math." She replied. Her father smiled and ruffled her hair affectionally.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked knowingly.
"About what?" Sakura asked, trying to dodge the question.
"Syaoran. I haven't heard you talk about him in a while. Is there something I can help you in?" Her father replied quietly. He immediately saw her daughter's eyes divert away from his concerned look.
"I just miss him." She replied, sniffing lightly as the two sat on her bed. Her father smiled and pulled his daughter into a one armed hug.
"Just let the words flow, Sakura-Chan. He'll understand, I'm sure." Sakura nodded.
"Now get there and let your emotions free."
"But I don't know what I feel. I'm just so.. Confused." She said quietly, looking at her feet.
Her father cupped her chin up. "It's all in here," He pointed to her heart. "Just close your eyes and think of him."
Sakura closed her eyes and let her thoughts wander. Her father gently released his arm around her shoulder and walked out the room, closing it behind her.
*** Flashback. Sakura's POV ***
"Sakura?" A familiar voice concerned. I looked up into a pair of deep amber orbs, but I quickly looked away. He sat down next to me on the grass that overlooked a small stream. I turned my gaze away from him to the small stream that was reflecting the wonderful sunset above in the sky. A few birds flew across the sky, calling to its friends playfully. In the stream, a few fishes were chasing each other in a game of tag, making ripples in the sunset dyed river.
"Are you mad at me?" he asked gently, his voice almost inaudible, as if he didn't want to break the peaceful moment in nature. I shrugged, not wanting to answer.
"I'm sorry that some girl told you that I'm leaving before I did. I had planned tell you in a more. caring manner." He apologized sincerely. I wanted to believe him and make everything all right again, but.
He stood up and brushed his pants before extending his hand to me. I looked away from his hands. He laughed lightly, his rich tone caressing my ears. "Come on," He teased. I just shook my head, brushing a few strands of hair that got in the way.
"Or else." he threatened playfully. I raised my eyebrows at him, but pretended that he had said nothing.
"Syaoran!" I complained as he caught me suddenly in his arms, cradling me like a baby. He grinned at me and swung me around in a circle before letting me down on my feet gently.
"Hmph!" I said, turning away from him. He laughed again. And the next thing I knew, he had his arms had circled around me waist, pulling me closer to him. He buried his face into my hair, nuzzling my neck.
I sighed and leaned back into his safe arms. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked, his mouth at my ear.
"Yes!" I proclaimed, struggling from his grasp, but his hold was firm and it was impossible to get out of them. "Syaoran let me go." I complained.
"Why?" He asked, pulling me closer to him. I gulped, breathing in his sweet scent of the Hugo cologne that I gave him for Christmas.
"Because," I mumbled, not able to think properly with him being so close to me.
"Because?" he prompted.
"Because.Just because." I snapped, not knowing what to say. His chuckle ran like music in my ears.
"Are you mad at me because I'm going to Hong Kong for an year?" he asked.
"No," I lied. That was exactly what I was mad at; besides the fact that it hurt, knowing the information from a total ditz that had a huge crush on Syaoran.
Syaoran smiled into my skin. "Liar." He whispered.
"Well, what do you expect? You'll be gone for an year. and who knows what will happen!" I said, tears welling up in my eyes. I guess he could hear the pain in my voice even though I had my back on him. He pulled his arms away from my waist and put them on my shoulders instead, making me turn around to face him. I looked up at him, tears starting to slide down my cheeks.
He took out a blue handkerchief and dried my tears caringly. He caressed my cheek lightly. "If you're thinking I'll forget you in Hong Kong and get another girlfriend, it's not going to happen." He replied, seeing what my fear was.
"It's not that!" I mumbled defensively, sniffing.
"Oh? Then what is it?" He asked with an amused grin on his face. I frowned at his teasing.
"Well, maybe." I whispered. He smiled and pulled me into another hug.
"I promise you that I'll always be yours, Sakura." He said sincerely. I relaxed against his hold and let myself melt against his safe warm arms.
"I love you," I whispered. He pulled away slightly to look me in my eyes. Gods, his amber eyes were so hypnotizing.
"And I love you," Syaoran replied, bending down to kiss me lightly on the lips. We stayed like that a long time; just kissing with our arms wrapped around each other, wishing time wouldn't pass so quickly.
Next morning he left and when I sent him off in the airport, he surprisingly gave me a letter. When he saw my surprised face, he smiled wryly. "Yeah, I know. My first letter." I smiled.
"Thanks." I replied, trying to be cheerful. I kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"Remember me." Those were his last words before he boarded the plane. I smiled and waved my hand continuously before his figure disappeared into the plane.
*** Present***
I smiled, remembering that moment. I got up and pulled out a paper worn from reading too many times. Caressing the paper, it crinkled lightly as I opened it again for another reading.
Dear Sakura,
Knowing you, you're probably worrying about me already. Don't worry, I'll be fine and you're the one who should be careful. Things in Hong Kong about my family issues should be settled soon and I look forward in seeing you again in a year. A year isn't that long or is it?
Don't cry, or I'll end up crying as well. It just breaks my heart to see you so sad when I'm the cause of it all. Keep it well in your heart that I love you and I will always be thinking of you constantly and it warms my heart to know that you are doing the same.
I never imagined myself to be some great letter writer, but this isn't a bad letter is it? Now you're probably laughing at me, your sweet emerald eyes twinkling. I don't know how to word my feelings, but I'll show you what I mean once I come back from Hong Kong. I'll sweep you off your feet and give you a passionate kiss I'll be dreaming to give you all year.
Send my love to Meiling, Tomoyo, and Eriol as well. I pray that you'll be fine everyday for I send my love to you more than you can ever imagine.
Love, Syaoran Li.
I smiled and closed the letter, wiping the tears away from my eyes from emotion. Every time I read that letter, I would feel safe and secure again. Taking in big breath, I could slightly sense Syaoran's scent on the letter still. Opening my eyes I settled down to what I would write to him as for he was in Hong Kong and yet I was in Beijing. Things have changed greatly. he has a girlfriend, and indeed has forgotten me. But I intend to make him remember me because I know that love still exists between the two of us.
After many cross outs, I was proud with my letter and quickly typed it on my computer to add it as an attachment file to Meiling so that she could give the letter to Syaoran.
Smiling contentedly at finishing my letter I fell asleep tired on my chair. Kero flew out from his little room inside drawer and saw that I was already asleep. Sighing, he pulled my blanket from my bed and draped it comfortably over me.
Flying over to the windowsill he looked out. "A full moon." He said quietly, wondering what was to come.
*** Hong Kong***
"Kawaii!" Tomoyo proclaimed as she and Meiling walked in, witnessing the "B to B" thing. Syaoran just growled lightly, yet on his cheeks was a light shade of embarrassment. Eriol smiled and bowed grandly at his girlfriend.
"And you, my dear, are the most beautiful." He said, kissing her lightly on the hand. Tomoyo giggled at his flirting.
Meiling rolled her eyes at the display of sweetness, catching Syaoran's eyes as they both grinned.
"Feeling better?" She asked, pouring tea into four cups as they surrounded Syaoran's bed. He shrugged.
"Better than before they came." He responded. His voice didn't rasp and cough as much.
"Good." Meiling proclaimed.
Syaoran nodded, looking at his mug of tea. Tomoyo and Meiling shared a meaningful look. Would it trigger something?
"What. what tea is this?" He asked, the words sounding weird against his tongue. Somehow it wasn't what he wanted to ask.
"Rosemary lemon tea." Tomoyo replied cheerfully. "I noticed that your house had some and decided to make some. Why?"
"Is this. oh never mind." Syaoran mumbled.
"Too bad Sakura isn't here," Eriol remarked, catching at what Tomoyo and Meiling had in mind. "This is her favorite tea." He added casually.
"I know. She was crazy for it for a while, wasn't she?" Meiling said, trying to make the conversation sound casual so Syaoran wouldn't notice their plan. He was quite sharp in things.
"Yeah. I remember she gave me a whole bag of it as a gift once," Tomoyo answered. "Didn't she give you some?" She asked Meiling.
"Did she? I don't really- " Meiling started to reply.
"This is from her." A voice cut in. The two girls looked away from each other to see who the speaker was. Syaoran.
A silence swept over the four as they pondered over what they had heard, and in Syaoran's case, what he had just said. "Did she?" Eriol prompted quietly. Syaoran's eyes met his dark blue ones for a quiet moment before looking away.
Another pause. Tomoyo was looking around, trying to find something to melt the ice. "Did you get any news from Sakura, Meiling? Weren't you checking your mail just a while before we came?"
"Hai." Meiling answered. She looked over at Syaoran to see if she should mention about the letter. His sharp eyes met hers for the briefest moment before he looked away. He felt uncomfortable somehow talking about her. It was as if he didn't have the. right to be here talking about Sakura. What am I thinking, he mumbled to himself.
"She talked a lot about her upcoming singing competition. She's coming along fine with her band members, Ryoko and Jeff." Meiling said.
"I know! I wish I could be there to film it all," Tomoyo sighed, imagining what a great tape it would make.
Meiling laughed. "That reminds me. She told me that she would have a friend to film it for you."
Tomoyo's eyes lit up. "That was so caring of her. I'll write her a thank you letter once I get back home." She said dreamily. Eriol chuckled.
"Did she mention anything else?" Eriol asked, concerned with how Sakura was doing.
"Not much. It was a short letter since she was busy." Meiling lied a bit. Eriol nodded and didn't really seem to notice. Syaoran meanwhile, was acting as if he didn't really care, but secretly he was thankful that Meiling didn't say anything about the letter Sakura had given him. He wanted to read that on his own.
He kind of tuned out on what was happening around him as he was in his own thoughts. Unconsciously, his hand found its way in front of his chest as if to clasp something, but all he clasped was air. Confused, he looked down and found his hand as if it was holding something. It seemed.. Like the height. of a necklace. Syaoran scowled. He never really wore necklaces.except.
"Syaoran, are you okay?" Meiling asked worriedly, waving her hands in front of his blank face.
"Uh, yeah." He mumbled, breaking away from his thoughts. "Where's Tomoyo and Eriol?" he asked, noticing that they were no longer there.
Meiling sighed impatiently. "So you really were zoning," She said exasperatedly.
Syaoran glared. "What else did you think I'd be doing?" He shot back.
"Whatever. Tomoyo and Eriol just left a while ago. They seemed worried about you, but seeing you were off in some other world, they decided to leave." Meiling answered quickly.
"Can I read the letter?" Syaoran asked, or rather stated. Meiling nodded and called out the attachment. She stood there, waiting for Syaoran to open it and read it.
Syaoran looked up and glared at his cousin. "Ever heard of privacy?" He growled. Meiling rolled her eyes.
"You could ask." She replied, walking out towards the door to leave. "Call me if you need anything."
"Since when have you become my personal servant?" he shot back with several harsh coughs. Laughter could be heard from the other end.
"I told you, I have better plans to let you die. I'm not going to let you die because of a COLD. It'd be too much of a pity." Meiling drawled. Syaoran smirked to himself before turning his attention back to the computer. He could feel himself trembling a bit from apprehension. or was it joy?
After a while, striking up the courage, he clicked open the attachment file. Words popped up and Syaoran took a deep breath before reading.
Dear Syaoran:
I don't know how to word my feelings, but I'm going to give it a try. Actually, I don't even know what I want to say, Hehe. I guess that's so me.
I've been.thinking of you lately. Do you remember the first letter you've ever written? The one you gave me at the airport before you left for Hong Kong earlier this year?
I guess the question I want to ask is if you still remember me. I can't make you remember me and I guess I just have to accept things the way they are now. I have nothing against you and Kali.
What I'm trying to say, is.Oh. Do you remember when I told you I was leaving for Beijing? I've been wondering what you wanted to say to me that day but didn't. I hope this doesn't sound weird. but can we be friends? You don't have to say yes, I'm just wondering. Hehe, I'm blabbering again.
Um. you can email me back or something if you want.
Sakura.
*** Syaoran's POV***
I stared at the letter long after it was completed. She was thinking about me. The letter sounded so like her, the way she would talk. I closed my eyes, letting her words sink into me.
I guess I missed her as well.
I repeated the letter's content once more and found myself staring at the part where she mentioned about the letter I wrote to her. I had wrote her a letter? I closed my eyes and tried to think back only a year away. I did remember leaving Japan and saying goodbye to people, like Meiling and Tomoyo. But Sakura? I thought harder, trying to picture her there.
I coughed loudly, a burning building up in my chest. Meiling walked in, without knocking of course, and immediately helped me into the bed once more. "Thank- " I started before coughing hard once more.
"Don't talk," She chided my sharply, handing me a glass of water. She placed a hand on my forehead. "You're burning again," She declared as she dialed the house phone for Wei to call a doctor.
"I don't need one," I managed to say through wheezes. Meiling shot me a deep glare and I knew when to shut up.
"You're burning a high fever and I don't like the way you're coughing. If you have forgotten, you rarely get sick and if you do, it's bound to worse than normal." She lectured me, talking fast that I could barely understand. But after years stuck with her, one gets prone to how fast she talks.
Wei walked in with some medicine smelling like the old Chinese ways of healing. I frowned in disgust in my mind at how bad they smelt.
"The doctor should be coming in around ten minutes," he said to me, but his words were more directed to Meiling. Meiling nodded briskly.
"Good. Meanwhile, Wei could you tell Auntie and Fanren and them not to bother Syaoran?" She asked. Wei nodded and handed her the medicine before retreating down the hall.
"What? You're taking care of me?" I complained. She shot daggers at me. I just grinned.
"Heck no." She replied dramatically as she carefully measures the grounded roots and stuff. She grinned evilly at me as she handed me the powdered medicine. "I'm the only one who can put up with you."
I groaned inwardly and accepted the medicine. "I should have seen that one coming." Meiling grinned smugly.
"Now you can shut up. I don't want to hear another word from you until the doctor comes," She commanded. She walked up and peered out the window to see if the doctor was coming yet. As she was walking back, she saw that the computer was still on and Sakura's letter was still on the screen.
Lifting an eyebrow, she asked, "Good news?" I looked over at her and shrugged. Meiling sighed and began reading the letter herself, knowing that I would allow her. Besides, I would end up telling her the content of the letter anyhow.
"Well, it isn't bad news," She commented when she finished.
"What does she mean about the letter? The one I wrote?" I croaked. Meiling glared at me for talking, but replied.
"I don't know. If it was a letter before you left, it must have been for her eyes only." She commented.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I growled, wanting a better answer. Meiling grinned at me.
"It means that it was probably a love letter," She said with a smirk. "Tomoyo might know the content of the letter though."
"A what?" I raised my voice only to cough a bit more. Meiling stopped me from getting out of bed.
"A, oh never mind." She replied. "I shouldn't have told you."
"But you said a love letter. What are you hiding from me about Sakura and me in the past?" I prompted stubbornly. Meiling glared at me; she was equally stubborn and when we fought, none would win.
"Meiling! The doctor's here!" Wei's voice broke the glaring contest we were having. Meiling gave me one more glare to shut me up before going to greet the doctor.
What had she meant about love letter? Did it mean that we were more than.
"Ah. Xiao Lang, I've heard that you're sick." A familiar old voice greeted me. I looked up to see the old family doctor. His hair was a bit grayer, yet his black eyes still shone with youth.
"Meiling's told me all about it. Let's check you up." He said casually, making conversation. Meiling looked over the doctor as he checked me up. From his constant tsking to himself and a deep frown on his face, I could tell that things were not well.
"Well?" Meiling pounced on the poor doctor was done, not even letting him have a chance to voice something.
"Hush, Meiling," I said sharply. In return, I received a glare.
"Xiao Lang, do you feel really uncomfortable?" he asked me through his small rectangular glasses with sliver rim. I shrugged.
"I'm okay. The fever doesn't really get me. It's just that when I cough I can feel something burning away in my chest that I can't get rid of." I replied, observing his reaction.
"Hm." The old doctor thought this over. "This is serious. I don't want you out of bed. I don't even want you talking a lot. This. cold. you have is quite persistent." He finally said. Syaoran eyed the doctor. It seemed like he was hiding something.
"And?" Meiling asked. She too, had recognized that he wasn't telling everything that he thought was wrong.
The doctor sighed. "I would like to talk about this to your mother first, Xiao Lang." He replied in a serious tone. He fixed his eyes on the young man sternly. "The situation is much more serious than you and Meiling realize." With that, he packed his equipment away.
"Meiling, will you show me where Yelan is?" Meiling broke the questioning glance that she and I were having and nodded.
"Hai. I'll be right back, cuz." She said to me and led the old doctor friend to find her aunt.
I watched the two go before coughing hard, fighting for breath. I placed a hand on my chest to keep myself steady. Hitting my chest lightly with my hand, I felt as if something was pressing against me chest, not letting me breath. I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath.
*** Third POV***
Yelan walked out gracefully from her room and greeted the old doctor and friend. "Dr. Tsai. How is my son?" She asked.
"Yelan." He bobbed his head in greeting. Yelan spotted Meiling and motioned her to leave, closing the door behind her.
"Is it serious?" She asked in a quiet, serious manner. The doctor's hard black eyes focused on her and nodded.
"I would believe so. You know that I don't have magic, but I felt something blocking me from realizing the real matter." He confessed quietly. Yelan's face was serious and showed no emotion.
"I will check on him myself to see if this matter is true. Meanwhile, do what you must." She commanded. The doctor stood and bowed.
"I'll be back tomorrow and daily to check up on him." He said. Yelan nodded her thanks.
"Thank you. That is nice of you." She said, leading him to the door of her room. Opening it, the doctor walked out.
"I'll see you tomorrow then." With a polite bow, he walked down the hall to reach the stairs that would lead him out the huge mansion. Yelan sighed.
"What has happened now?" Her voice quivering slightly. Biting on her bottom lip, she forced herself to be strong and went to visit her son.
Meiling was talking to him while feeding him the medicine that Dr. Tsai had asked him to take. She bowed when she saw her come in. "Auntie." She greeted. Yelan smiled lightly at her and took the empty chair beside Meiling.
"How are you, my son?" She asked in a quite manner. Syaoran opened his eyes.
"I'm alright, mother." He replied, trying to hide his pain.
"Meiling, would you excuse us for a moment?" She asked. Meiling nodded and left her seat beside the bed. Yelan frowned slightly as she watched her son trying not to show how sick he was.
"Dr. Tsai has told me that your sickness." Her mother started, looking sternly at her son. Her son's defiant eyes her mother's.
"You know what's wrong." She stated a while after they broke the gaze. Syaoran simply shrugged and didn't reply to it.
"Is your magic draining from you?" She asked firmly, wanting a reply.
"Slowly." Syaoran replied quietly. He felt ashamed that he wasn't strong enough.
Yelan looked at her son for a while thinking it over. "I'm not ashamed of you, my son. Things can be solved and meanwhile you are to keep your guard. Tell no one you don't trust about this matter." She said, adding the last line strictly, knowing that her son would tell Meiling and his two other close friends, one that was the half recarnation of Clow Reed. Then she remembered. What about the Clow Mistress, Sakura Kinomoto. Wei had told her recently that she had moved for three months to Beijing.
Clearly, something was lurking behind the shadows. With the mistress gone and Syaoran deeply sick, who else was to defend Hong Kong?
Yelan tried to push those thoughts away. Putting up and faceless expression, she bid her son to rest before leaving, but she knew too well that her son knew that she was worried.
*** Beijing. Sakura's POV ***
As Sakura mumbled in her sleep, shifting uncomfortably in her position in the computer chair, Kero was still awake. He was watching the moon, suspecting something, but what was there to suspect. All the cards had been captured and there was nothing that was loose in the world.
Suddenly he turned his head worriedly to Sakura who was gasping loudly for air.
"Sakura!" He cried, moving over to her.
"I'm okay," She managed to say weakly. "It's just that I feel something burning in my chest." She replied. Kero looked over her like a worried hen as Sakura managed to catch her breath under a while. When she looked up, she saw the "you have new mail" window on her screen. Clicking on it, she found a one-line sentence, but the line made her back shiver.
"Something is rotten in the state of Denmark."
~~ How was it?? I'm sorry about the late update, but how was it? Hehe. You know the process, click the lower left hand button on the screen that says "review." Hehe. I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible. Thanks for your wonderful support. Rainbow Dreamer.