AN: Hi! Well, I got reviews for this first chapter and I must tell you I've
never felt more delighted! I really do appreciate all those people who took
their time to read my fanfic, even if it is rather boring, and reviewing.
It means a great deal that you did read it *grinning like an idiot*. See
now I have to keep on writing, I would keep writing even I still got no
reviews but this way I've got motivation... anyway, enough of the nonsense
that I keep tying, here's the next chapter...
Only For You
I'll never get over the fact you're gone...
A dead eerie silence had fallen between the two best friends. There had hardly ever been times where there was silence with the two of them, but that was what filled the air at that particular moment. An awkward heavy silence. Syaoran dared not look at Sakura; he knew that if he saw the look on her face it would hurt him so deeply that he would never forgive himself. He swallowed hard and despite telling himself not to look at her, he stole a quick glance and swallowed again.
Sakura was sitting there, trying to make sense of what Syaoran had just told her. He was leaving? On their senior year he decided to leave her by herself. After all this time, growing up together he was just going to ditch her like this. Her gaze never left the water that rippled softly and fought to keep her feelings under control. Syaoran cleared his throat but she didn't move.
"Uh, I'm sorry if that came out so - bluntly... but I'm not going away to Hong Kong permanently, it's just temporary," he explained hoping Sakura would say something, but she didn't so he continued. "It's just that, uh, well, last year I applied to be an interchange student (AN: is that the right word???) and I got accepted. So I'll be going there for the school year, but I'll be back for next summer. It's only going to be for a year," he tried.
If Sakura wasn't feeling so numb, she would have snorted and rolled her eyes, laughing bitterly. she thought. She blinked, so he was leaving her - not forever, just for the most important year of high school. "When are you leaving?" She said in monotone, surprising Syaoran and breaking the silence that had uncomfortably surrounded them. Syaoran turned to her.
"Huh?" He asked smartly, missing what she said completely. He was too busy thinking of ways to slowly kill himself for torturing his best friend. Sakura could have smiled and resisted the urge to shake her head. 'Could have' being the key words. But she just wasn't into the whole smiling thing at the moment.
"When are you leaving?" She repeated herself with the same monotone voice; her eyes never leaving the water, which still rippled quietly. Syaoran scratched his head and looked away, half knowing how she'd react and half knowing how she wouldn't. He thought that when he told her she'd go storming off and being angry with him, not act like a complete void. So now he wasn't sure what was going to happen.
"Uh, a week, two weeks the latest," he mumbled out, then turned to her. He saw her slowly nodding her head, her lips pressed together in a tight line.
"An entire school year?" She asked again, still not looking at him, she had focused all her thoughts and concentration on the water.
"Hai," came the reply.
"And this is what's been bothering you from the beginning of summer?" Another question.
"Hai." Another reply.
Sakura, who was still staring at the water, felt hot tears surface. She clenched her teeth and looked up towards the blue sky ordering herself to stop. She would not lose her cool right now, not in front of him. , she told herself, and she blinked rapidly trying to get the tears to go away. she thought. "I hope you have a great time," she said tightly then she quickly got up and ran away from him as fast as she could. She couldn't be around him at that exact point in time, she just couldn't so she did the first thing her mind told her to do. Run. So that's exactly what she did, she ran away from him so she could just get back to her house to be alone, leaving her shoes and everything right there at the pier. She ignored any pain she felt when she ran when her feet stepped on sharp objects, she needed to get home.
Syaoran shut his eyes tight, groaning and cursing himself then got up to chase after Sakura, only to come running back for their shoes. He knew he could outrun her and that was his plan. He had to make her understand that he wasn't leaving forever, only for a little while. He gritted his teeth in annoyance; he was really starting to tick himself off. He scolded himself angrily as he sped up. He could see her, but she was almost at her house.
Sakura kept running, trying to block out Syaoran's call. She knew he was close behind her but she pressed herself harder. She sped up to her own surprise and to Syaoran's surprise too. She saw her house getting closer and as soon as she got close enough, she pulled open the door to her house and ran inside past her father who looked at her in shock. She didn't stop running until she was upstairs and she ran into her room and slammed the door, locking it.
"Shit!" Syaoran mumbled as he ran after her. Just as he followed her into the house and upstairs, he caught a glimpse of her then had the door slammed in his face. "Why'd they have to polish the floor," he asked no one in particular. He had slipped continuously when he ran into the house trying to get her. He banged on the door, "Sakura! Sakura open the door!" He got no reply, so he raised his arm to knock again but then something stopped him. He turned and saw Fujitaka there holding onto his arm and he shook his head.
"Come, if she's not in the mood for talking there's no use trying right now," Fujitaka said and Syaoran nodded. "How about you explain what happened while she calms down; maybe then she'd feel like talking." Syaoran had no choice but to follow him.
* * *
After explaining everything to Fujitaka, Syaoran sat with his head in his hands. Fujitaka sighed as he saw how upset the boy in front of him was, and he couldn't help but worry about his daughter. Sakura's mother choose to come home from her grocery shopping at that exact moment, and paused when she noticed how tense the atmosphere seemed to be. "Hello gentlemen," she greeted. Fujitaka smiled while Syaoran nodded. "Well, what seems to be the problem here?" Syaoran and Fujitaka exchanged looks.
"You stay here and explain, I'm going to go see if Sakura wants to talk," he told Syaoran, who nodded. Syaoran sighed and got ready to explain the whole situation all over again.
When Fujitaka had reached Sakura's room, he knocked softly. "Sakura? Sakura honey it's me, will you let me in please?" He asked politely. He didn't hear anything for a while, then he heard the door unlock and open slightly. He hid his smile and opened the door and went inside. He saw his daughter sprawled out on her bed, her gaze stuck on outside her window, her eyes red and puffy from crying. He went and sat next to her on the bed, and even then she didn't look at him.
"He's leaving, daddy," she whispered, barely audible. He stroked her hair and she looked at him. He gave her a sympathetic look and she moved to hug him tightly. "I mean, it's our last year at school and he's my best friend... I'm going to miss him so much."
"I know sweetie, I know," was all he said. After a while, he thought he might as well try to make her reason. "But aren't you happy for him? It's not very often people get so lucky as to spend an entire year at in a different country."
"Oh of course I'm happy for him, it's just that -," she stopped.
"You're jealous it's me and not you," a voice said. Both she and her father looked up towards her door and found Syaoran leaning casually against it. He straightened and looked at Fujitaka before speaking again. "Do you mind if I talk to her?" He asked politely and Fujitaka smiled and got up, leaving the two teens alone. Sakura looked away, and Syaoran held back a sigh. "Can I come in?" he asked this time.
"You know you don't have to ask," was the reply. Syaoran walked in and took a chair, placing it right in front of her before sitting down, looking at her. She still avoided his eyes and traced the patterns on her blanket. Silence settled between the both of them before she said something. "I'm not jealous, you know." She looked at him for the first time since he entered the room, and a smile touched his lips.
"Of course you are, why else would you be so angry with me," he said. His expression grew serious. "Are you still upset with me Sakura?" Sakura sighed audibly.
"No, I suppose not," she said. "But - you're just going to leave like that? It's our senior year Syaoran! I mean, we promised to spend it together, go on all the field trips... and what happens if nobody asks me to prom? We promised each other that if we didn't have dates we'd go together! And who's going to help me study for math this year? I only got through math this year because of you in the first place! And we always share our lunch! And -." She stopped and looked at Syaoran again, she didn't notice that she had gotten up and started pacing. Syaoran was looking at her with a sullen expression.
"I'm sorry Sakura," he told her and she rolled her eyes, telling herself not to get emotional, not that he hasn't seen her cry before, he was after all, her best friend. She shook her head at him, and he got up off the chair and hugged her. "I'm really sorry, so sorry Sakura. If I could take you with me I would. I want to spend this year with you too, but that doesn't mean you're not going to have a horrible time. You've still got the rest of your friends too."
"But they're not my best friend, they're not you," she said, her voice cracking. They grew up together; this would be the first time they would be separated. "I know I'm being selfish, wanting you to spend senior year with me, but it's just that - I'll miss you so much."
"I'll miss you too Sakura," he whispered to her. "I'll miss you too."
* * *
Two figures stood outside Sakura's door and exchanged looks. They hadn't meant to spy, but they were both just coming to see how they were doing and apparently things were okay for the time being. "Look at them, you would think that they were in love with each other, not just best friends," one said. The other laughed.
"Who knows, maybe they are and not telling anyone," the other person said, but highly doubted that. "They do love each other, they're basically family to one another. I wonder how she'll survive this year without him there..." They both stood silently for a moment.
"Maybe then," the first one started, "maybe then she'll realize if she had feelings for him or not. Him going away seems to be a rather good thing, it will give both of them time to come to their senses." They looked at each other and smiled, as hopeful as the thought seemed, it wasn't likely it would happen. The two people in the room were too dense to figure out anything. They walked away giving the two teenagers privacy.
* * *
"You'll call me when you get there?" Sakura asked and Syaoran nodded. "And you'll write me every week?" Syaoran nodded again. "And you'll email me every single day?" Syaoran nodded. "And you'll miss your flight and stay with me?" Syaoran shook his head, a smile on his face. Sakura sighed while he laughed at her. "Don't laugh at me, Mr. Li," she huffed, folding her arms in front of her chest. "It was worth a try..." she said rather bitterly.
Syaoran put an arm around her shoulder still laughing. "Don't worry Sakura, I promise I'll call you every month, write you ever week and email you every day. I won't, however, miss my flight, I think a little too much money has been spent on my ticket unfortunately. You have no idea how scary adults can be if they think you waste money," he said, shaking his head.
"More scary than me?" She asked and he shook his head. The week had passed by rather quickly, too quickly according to Sakura. They were all at the airport and the two best friends were trying to act like everything was fine, that he was just going away for a day or two. Everyone had already said their good-byes to him, and they all left Sakura and him alone, knowing the two would want to say their byes privately. "Well, at least I'll get to see the sunrise every morning and the sunset every evening and go rowing in my boat."
Syaoran stopped and looked at her. "Excuse me? Did you say, 'your boat'? I think I heard wrong because I know for a fact that that boat isn't yours. You can barely row, and besides, just to prove I'm coming back," he stated as Sakura smiled and shoved him playfully, "I'll be back to get my boat." Sakura raised an eyebrow.
"Oh really?" She asked, an evil grin on her face. Syaoran knew that she was up to no good when she had that grin on. She laughed and shook her head. "You're lucky you're leaving right at this very moment or you would have been so dead."
"Uh huh, I'm sure," he commented dryly.
"Are you saying that I can't? Listen here buddy," she said, jabbing a finger at him, "I've beaten you up when we were younger and I can still do it now." Syaoran just laughed at her as she pouted.
"You only won on those few rare occasions, not always. If I recall, I think I won most of our battles," he said while Sakura rolled her eyes, a smile growing on her lips. Syaoran looked at the time and frowned. "Uh oh, guess what time it is..." The smile disappeared immediately after hearing that, and turned to look at him, her eyes sad.
"Do you really have to go?" She begged him one last time. Syaoran couldn't help but smile at her cuteness - then he stopped himself. Did he just call Sakura cute? Sure, she was like a sister to him, but he had never thought of her as - as cute... He shook his head.
"Sakura, how many times have you asked me that? And how many times have I given you the same answer?" He said, ignoring his thoughts. She glared at him mockingly.
"Fine!" She said and turned around.
"Ok, well then good bye to you too, see you in a year!" Syaoran said and turned to leave, not trying to hide the huge grin on his face. Sakura's eyes widened and she spun around, seeing Syaoran walk away. Her mouth dropped and she ran towards him (AN: funny, she ran away from him earlier...).
"Syaoran! Wait!" She yelled and ran in front of him, hands on her hips. "That's it? That's how you were planning on saying good bye to me?" She demanded, then she noticed the smile on his face and scowled. "You jerk!" she said, punching his shoulder, which had no affect on him. Although she stood in front of him, she looked around and not at him, trying to look upset.
"Sakura." She looked at her best friend, knowing this would be the last time she would see him for an entire year. Syaoran smiled at her and she smiled back sadly. She suddenly hugged him, catching him off guard, and for the first time ever in his entire life, Syaoran felt blood rush to his cheeks. "I'll call, I'll write, I'll email, I'll send pictures - anything! And I'll try and come back for the Christmas vacation." He told her and she nodded.
Sakura moved away and stared at him, tears filling her eyes. Syaoran felt his heart break, seeing her like this. "I really do hope you have a great time there," she said earnestly and he nodded. Sakura didn't know how much longer she trusted her voice, but she kept going anyway. "Well, you already know I'm going to miss you, so I might as well let you go right? Wouldn't want you missing your flight now, would I?" She said, trying to add humor to the entire situation.
Syaoran nodded, and the next couple of seconds seemed like an eternity. They stood there staring at each other, and then Syaoran did something that surprised them both. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "Take care of yourself, ok? Just because I'm not here doesn't mean you get to be careless, I'll be checking up on you. Oh, and before I forget, I left you a present under your bed, open it when you get back home." He paused. "Good bye Sakura." With that, he walked towards the departure gate, not daring to look back. He silently cursed himself for his actions, and with one quick glance at her, he turned and handed the stewardess his ticket and stepped inside.
Sakura turned around slowly, a look of confusion on her face. She blinked, as she watched him walk away, wondering what just happened. She saw him look at her once more before going inside the plane, but that wasn't what was bothering her. She wasn't even thinking about the present under her bed, she was thinking about when he had kissed the top of her head. Sure, it was a brotherly thing to do, but - she felt something when he did that, tingles that spread through her entire body and her heart stirred. She didn't even notice that the tears had fallen until she blinked. She looked around, she had forgotten where she was for a second, and quickly wiped her tears. Looking once more where Syaoran had been, she swallowed hard and turned to leave, she wanted to go home and find out what her present was. She didn't know how she was going to make it through the year without him there...
AN: Soooooooooooo... What'd you think? So much for a second chapter, huh? Well to be honest, I think this story might be a little short, which is a good thing. I'm not getting much time to write lately, and I'm sorry this is taking so very long. Sorry for making everything all rushed and stuff, I'm kinda rushing because of the large lack of time that I have. You can blame school for all of this... Anyway, please review for me; let me know what you think. Oh and, one small little favor, I need ideas! I'm running out of ideas and I have no idea what to write about next! Once again, thanks for all the reviews so far!
Only For You
I'll never get over the fact you're gone...
A dead eerie silence had fallen between the two best friends. There had hardly ever been times where there was silence with the two of them, but that was what filled the air at that particular moment. An awkward heavy silence. Syaoran dared not look at Sakura; he knew that if he saw the look on her face it would hurt him so deeply that he would never forgive himself. He swallowed hard and despite telling himself not to look at her, he stole a quick glance and swallowed again.
Sakura was sitting there, trying to make sense of what Syaoran had just told her. He was leaving? On their senior year he decided to leave her by herself. After all this time, growing up together he was just going to ditch her like this. Her gaze never left the water that rippled softly and fought to keep her feelings under control. Syaoran cleared his throat but she didn't move.
"Uh, I'm sorry if that came out so - bluntly... but I'm not going away to Hong Kong permanently, it's just temporary," he explained hoping Sakura would say something, but she didn't so he continued. "It's just that, uh, well, last year I applied to be an interchange student (AN: is that the right word???) and I got accepted. So I'll be going there for the school year, but I'll be back for next summer. It's only going to be for a year," he tried.
If Sakura wasn't feeling so numb, she would have snorted and rolled her eyes, laughing bitterly. she thought. She blinked, so he was leaving her - not forever, just for the most important year of high school. "When are you leaving?" She said in monotone, surprising Syaoran and breaking the silence that had uncomfortably surrounded them. Syaoran turned to her.
"Huh?" He asked smartly, missing what she said completely. He was too busy thinking of ways to slowly kill himself for torturing his best friend. Sakura could have smiled and resisted the urge to shake her head. 'Could have' being the key words. But she just wasn't into the whole smiling thing at the moment.
"When are you leaving?" She repeated herself with the same monotone voice; her eyes never leaving the water, which still rippled quietly. Syaoran scratched his head and looked away, half knowing how she'd react and half knowing how she wouldn't. He thought that when he told her she'd go storming off and being angry with him, not act like a complete void. So now he wasn't sure what was going to happen.
"Uh, a week, two weeks the latest," he mumbled out, then turned to her. He saw her slowly nodding her head, her lips pressed together in a tight line.
"An entire school year?" She asked again, still not looking at him, she had focused all her thoughts and concentration on the water.
"Hai," came the reply.
"And this is what's been bothering you from the beginning of summer?" Another question.
"Hai." Another reply.
Sakura, who was still staring at the water, felt hot tears surface. She clenched her teeth and looked up towards the blue sky ordering herself to stop. She would not lose her cool right now, not in front of him. , she told herself, and she blinked rapidly trying to get the tears to go away. she thought. "I hope you have a great time," she said tightly then she quickly got up and ran away from him as fast as she could. She couldn't be around him at that exact point in time, she just couldn't so she did the first thing her mind told her to do. Run. So that's exactly what she did, she ran away from him so she could just get back to her house to be alone, leaving her shoes and everything right there at the pier. She ignored any pain she felt when she ran when her feet stepped on sharp objects, she needed to get home.
Syaoran shut his eyes tight, groaning and cursing himself then got up to chase after Sakura, only to come running back for their shoes. He knew he could outrun her and that was his plan. He had to make her understand that he wasn't leaving forever, only for a little while. He gritted his teeth in annoyance; he was really starting to tick himself off. He scolded himself angrily as he sped up. He could see her, but she was almost at her house.
Sakura kept running, trying to block out Syaoran's call. She knew he was close behind her but she pressed herself harder. She sped up to her own surprise and to Syaoran's surprise too. She saw her house getting closer and as soon as she got close enough, she pulled open the door to her house and ran inside past her father who looked at her in shock. She didn't stop running until she was upstairs and she ran into her room and slammed the door, locking it.
"Shit!" Syaoran mumbled as he ran after her. Just as he followed her into the house and upstairs, he caught a glimpse of her then had the door slammed in his face. "Why'd they have to polish the floor," he asked no one in particular. He had slipped continuously when he ran into the house trying to get her. He banged on the door, "Sakura! Sakura open the door!" He got no reply, so he raised his arm to knock again but then something stopped him. He turned and saw Fujitaka there holding onto his arm and he shook his head.
"Come, if she's not in the mood for talking there's no use trying right now," Fujitaka said and Syaoran nodded. "How about you explain what happened while she calms down; maybe then she'd feel like talking." Syaoran had no choice but to follow him.
* * *
After explaining everything to Fujitaka, Syaoran sat with his head in his hands. Fujitaka sighed as he saw how upset the boy in front of him was, and he couldn't help but worry about his daughter. Sakura's mother choose to come home from her grocery shopping at that exact moment, and paused when she noticed how tense the atmosphere seemed to be. "Hello gentlemen," she greeted. Fujitaka smiled while Syaoran nodded. "Well, what seems to be the problem here?" Syaoran and Fujitaka exchanged looks.
"You stay here and explain, I'm going to go see if Sakura wants to talk," he told Syaoran, who nodded. Syaoran sighed and got ready to explain the whole situation all over again.
When Fujitaka had reached Sakura's room, he knocked softly. "Sakura? Sakura honey it's me, will you let me in please?" He asked politely. He didn't hear anything for a while, then he heard the door unlock and open slightly. He hid his smile and opened the door and went inside. He saw his daughter sprawled out on her bed, her gaze stuck on outside her window, her eyes red and puffy from crying. He went and sat next to her on the bed, and even then she didn't look at him.
"He's leaving, daddy," she whispered, barely audible. He stroked her hair and she looked at him. He gave her a sympathetic look and she moved to hug him tightly. "I mean, it's our last year at school and he's my best friend... I'm going to miss him so much."
"I know sweetie, I know," was all he said. After a while, he thought he might as well try to make her reason. "But aren't you happy for him? It's not very often people get so lucky as to spend an entire year at in a different country."
"Oh of course I'm happy for him, it's just that -," she stopped.
"You're jealous it's me and not you," a voice said. Both she and her father looked up towards her door and found Syaoran leaning casually against it. He straightened and looked at Fujitaka before speaking again. "Do you mind if I talk to her?" He asked politely and Fujitaka smiled and got up, leaving the two teens alone. Sakura looked away, and Syaoran held back a sigh. "Can I come in?" he asked this time.
"You know you don't have to ask," was the reply. Syaoran walked in and took a chair, placing it right in front of her before sitting down, looking at her. She still avoided his eyes and traced the patterns on her blanket. Silence settled between the both of them before she said something. "I'm not jealous, you know." She looked at him for the first time since he entered the room, and a smile touched his lips.
"Of course you are, why else would you be so angry with me," he said. His expression grew serious. "Are you still upset with me Sakura?" Sakura sighed audibly.
"No, I suppose not," she said. "But - you're just going to leave like that? It's our senior year Syaoran! I mean, we promised to spend it together, go on all the field trips... and what happens if nobody asks me to prom? We promised each other that if we didn't have dates we'd go together! And who's going to help me study for math this year? I only got through math this year because of you in the first place! And we always share our lunch! And -." She stopped and looked at Syaoran again, she didn't notice that she had gotten up and started pacing. Syaoran was looking at her with a sullen expression.
"I'm sorry Sakura," he told her and she rolled her eyes, telling herself not to get emotional, not that he hasn't seen her cry before, he was after all, her best friend. She shook her head at him, and he got up off the chair and hugged her. "I'm really sorry, so sorry Sakura. If I could take you with me I would. I want to spend this year with you too, but that doesn't mean you're not going to have a horrible time. You've still got the rest of your friends too."
"But they're not my best friend, they're not you," she said, her voice cracking. They grew up together; this would be the first time they would be separated. "I know I'm being selfish, wanting you to spend senior year with me, but it's just that - I'll miss you so much."
"I'll miss you too Sakura," he whispered to her. "I'll miss you too."
* * *
Two figures stood outside Sakura's door and exchanged looks. They hadn't meant to spy, but they were both just coming to see how they were doing and apparently things were okay for the time being. "Look at them, you would think that they were in love with each other, not just best friends," one said. The other laughed.
"Who knows, maybe they are and not telling anyone," the other person said, but highly doubted that. "They do love each other, they're basically family to one another. I wonder how she'll survive this year without him there..." They both stood silently for a moment.
"Maybe then," the first one started, "maybe then she'll realize if she had feelings for him or not. Him going away seems to be a rather good thing, it will give both of them time to come to their senses." They looked at each other and smiled, as hopeful as the thought seemed, it wasn't likely it would happen. The two people in the room were too dense to figure out anything. They walked away giving the two teenagers privacy.
* * *
"You'll call me when you get there?" Sakura asked and Syaoran nodded. "And you'll write me every week?" Syaoran nodded again. "And you'll email me every single day?" Syaoran nodded. "And you'll miss your flight and stay with me?" Syaoran shook his head, a smile on his face. Sakura sighed while he laughed at her. "Don't laugh at me, Mr. Li," she huffed, folding her arms in front of her chest. "It was worth a try..." she said rather bitterly.
Syaoran put an arm around her shoulder still laughing. "Don't worry Sakura, I promise I'll call you every month, write you ever week and email you every day. I won't, however, miss my flight, I think a little too much money has been spent on my ticket unfortunately. You have no idea how scary adults can be if they think you waste money," he said, shaking his head.
"More scary than me?" She asked and he shook his head. The week had passed by rather quickly, too quickly according to Sakura. They were all at the airport and the two best friends were trying to act like everything was fine, that he was just going away for a day or two. Everyone had already said their good-byes to him, and they all left Sakura and him alone, knowing the two would want to say their byes privately. "Well, at least I'll get to see the sunrise every morning and the sunset every evening and go rowing in my boat."
Syaoran stopped and looked at her. "Excuse me? Did you say, 'your boat'? I think I heard wrong because I know for a fact that that boat isn't yours. You can barely row, and besides, just to prove I'm coming back," he stated as Sakura smiled and shoved him playfully, "I'll be back to get my boat." Sakura raised an eyebrow.
"Oh really?" She asked, an evil grin on her face. Syaoran knew that she was up to no good when she had that grin on. She laughed and shook her head. "You're lucky you're leaving right at this very moment or you would have been so dead."
"Uh huh, I'm sure," he commented dryly.
"Are you saying that I can't? Listen here buddy," she said, jabbing a finger at him, "I've beaten you up when we were younger and I can still do it now." Syaoran just laughed at her as she pouted.
"You only won on those few rare occasions, not always. If I recall, I think I won most of our battles," he said while Sakura rolled her eyes, a smile growing on her lips. Syaoran looked at the time and frowned. "Uh oh, guess what time it is..." The smile disappeared immediately after hearing that, and turned to look at him, her eyes sad.
"Do you really have to go?" She begged him one last time. Syaoran couldn't help but smile at her cuteness - then he stopped himself. Did he just call Sakura cute? Sure, she was like a sister to him, but he had never thought of her as - as cute... He shook his head.
"Sakura, how many times have you asked me that? And how many times have I given you the same answer?" He said, ignoring his thoughts. She glared at him mockingly.
"Fine!" She said and turned around.
"Ok, well then good bye to you too, see you in a year!" Syaoran said and turned to leave, not trying to hide the huge grin on his face. Sakura's eyes widened and she spun around, seeing Syaoran walk away. Her mouth dropped and she ran towards him (AN: funny, she ran away from him earlier...).
"Syaoran! Wait!" She yelled and ran in front of him, hands on her hips. "That's it? That's how you were planning on saying good bye to me?" She demanded, then she noticed the smile on his face and scowled. "You jerk!" she said, punching his shoulder, which had no affect on him. Although she stood in front of him, she looked around and not at him, trying to look upset.
"Sakura." She looked at her best friend, knowing this would be the last time she would see him for an entire year. Syaoran smiled at her and she smiled back sadly. She suddenly hugged him, catching him off guard, and for the first time ever in his entire life, Syaoran felt blood rush to his cheeks. "I'll call, I'll write, I'll email, I'll send pictures - anything! And I'll try and come back for the Christmas vacation." He told her and she nodded.
Sakura moved away and stared at him, tears filling her eyes. Syaoran felt his heart break, seeing her like this. "I really do hope you have a great time there," she said earnestly and he nodded. Sakura didn't know how much longer she trusted her voice, but she kept going anyway. "Well, you already know I'm going to miss you, so I might as well let you go right? Wouldn't want you missing your flight now, would I?" She said, trying to add humor to the entire situation.
Syaoran nodded, and the next couple of seconds seemed like an eternity. They stood there staring at each other, and then Syaoran did something that surprised them both. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "Take care of yourself, ok? Just because I'm not here doesn't mean you get to be careless, I'll be checking up on you. Oh, and before I forget, I left you a present under your bed, open it when you get back home." He paused. "Good bye Sakura." With that, he walked towards the departure gate, not daring to look back. He silently cursed himself for his actions, and with one quick glance at her, he turned and handed the stewardess his ticket and stepped inside.
Sakura turned around slowly, a look of confusion on her face. She blinked, as she watched him walk away, wondering what just happened. She saw him look at her once more before going inside the plane, but that wasn't what was bothering her. She wasn't even thinking about the present under her bed, she was thinking about when he had kissed the top of her head. Sure, it was a brotherly thing to do, but - she felt something when he did that, tingles that spread through her entire body and her heart stirred. She didn't even notice that the tears had fallen until she blinked. She looked around, she had forgotten where she was for a second, and quickly wiped her tears. Looking once more where Syaoran had been, she swallowed hard and turned to leave, she wanted to go home and find out what her present was. She didn't know how she was going to make it through the year without him there...
AN: Soooooooooooo... What'd you think? So much for a second chapter, huh? Well to be honest, I think this story might be a little short, which is a good thing. I'm not getting much time to write lately, and I'm sorry this is taking so very long. Sorry for making everything all rushed and stuff, I'm kinda rushing because of the large lack of time that I have. You can blame school for all of this... Anyway, please review for me; let me know what you think. Oh and, one small little favor, I need ideas! I'm running out of ideas and I have no idea what to write about next! Once again, thanks for all the reviews so far!
