Pretty Baby, Why Can't You See?

By SwEeT AnGeL 1004

Chapter 16: Ending and Epilogue

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"What's the update?" Syaoran asked Touya, who was returning with a small paper cup of steaming coffee from a machine.

Touya suppressed a yawn as he answered, "Everyone's in stable condition. Sakura's still unconcscious, but the doctor says that'll only last for a little while more. Eriol and Tomoyo both have bandages on their legs, Eriol's leg is okay and Tomoyo's leg is bullet free. And Yuki…well, he's dead."

Syaoran grimaced, "I feel bad for the girls."

Touya nodded, "Having someone that's been with them for thirteen years die…that'd be horrible. Especially someone who's taken care of them all that time."

"I know…I'll arrange funeral things as soon as I ask Meiling how Yuki might want them. How's Meiling, by the way?"

"Alive and kicking. Literally. She pushed back the doctor when he tried to inject her with some sleep medicine. But her little boyfriend's with her now, so she should be quiet for a while," Touya answered.

"Typical. What time is it?" Syaoran asked.

Touya yawned this time as he answered, "Two thirty."

"Okay…I'm going to get some food. You can take a nap in the waiting room until I get back," Syaoran offered.

"Thanks," Touya yawned again and immediately stumbled towards a plastic chair to catch some zzz's.

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Syaoran headed out of the hospital towards a convenience store he knew was open.

As he walked in the nearly empty sidewalks that only had drunk, vomiting people in the street, Syaoran paced towards the corner when he bumped into someone.

"Sorry," Syaoran mumbled at the man.

He barely caught a glimpse of the person's face before it was gone, the man having walked away towards the hospital.

But from what Syaoran could see, the face was similar to Yuki's, but this man looked a lot sweeter with his glasses and thin blondish hair.

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Yukito smiled gently as he walked through the doors of the Tokyo Medical Center.

He wasn't at all tired in this late hour, but more energized by the fact that he was inches away from finding his best friend.

Literally.

Yukito stopped walking when he practically crashed into a chair in the waiting room.

A tall, lanky man had managed to fold his legs and arms into the chair.

His black hair was nearly covering his eyes as he snored softly.

Here was Touya.

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Yukito sat down in the empty chair next to Touya and wondered how to approach the man.

Until this moment, everything had been simple.

Yukito had heard the news of Touya's disappearance and Fujitaka's death many years ago, but he swore never to believe it until he saw Touya's body for sure.

But in a senior class trip to the Tokyo Museum of Anthropology, he had seen a teen who looked exactly like Touya, roughly driving a silver Mercedes through the streets just as Touya had told Yukito he would do when he got a car.

That had inspired Yukito's search for his best friend, and during college and grad school, he had consistently tried to find leads of a Touya Kinomoto anywhere in the city.

Now, a fresh doctor out of medical school, he had taken time off to complete his search.

And now, he was here, centimeters away from a living, breathing Touya, but Yukito was at a loss of what he should do.

Touya had probably forgotten all about him, after all, it didn't look like he remembered his best friend.

And Sakura. Would she remember him?

Yukito smiled slightly as he remembered all the times Sakura had come running to him from the tortures of Touya, and Yukito had to call of the teasing, making him Sakura's guardian angel.

"Is Sakura Kinomoto's guardian out here?" a nurse called.

Touya's eyes snapped open and he got up, and as he turned to throw his coffee cup away, he saw the penetrating eyes of someone.

Touya's eyes widened in shock as he recognized Yukito. He was the same as ever.

"Hello, Touya," Yukito said calmly.

Distantly, Touya could hear the nurse still calling for him, but he couldn't do anything but stare.

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Sakura yawned.

She had woken up ten minutes ago and no one was even here.

Oh well.

Sakura frowned as she tried to remember the dream she had.

The only thing she could recall was that she was in a field of flowers, and was showered with sakura blossoms for a second when someone had thrown them at her.

There were two people…faces whom Sakura couldn't see, they were too fuzzy in her mind.

But one sentence she could still hear clearly. "It's time."

Sakura suddenly remembered what had just happened that night.

The guns…Tsukiro…everyone…all the bloodshed.

And Yuki was gone.

Sakura bit her lip as tears sprang to her eyes.

She tried to blink them away, but when she saw a mental image of Yuki, smiling at her as he spoke to her, she couldn't help but let the sobs come out.

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"You know," Eriol nuzzled Tomoyo's neck and planted a trail of kisses up to her mouth. In between kisses, he spoke, "Now that we're getting married and all…don't you think it's time that we…"

"We…?"

Eriol winked at Tomoyo, "Sealed the deal?"

Tomoyo backed away from Eriol and smacked him on the shoulder, "Pervert. We're going to wait…at least, until I say so."

Eriol rolled his eyes comically, and said, "Whatever, milady."

"That's right," Tomoyo cooed at her fiancé.

They shared a kiss on their wheelchairs before they separated and used their hands to roll the wheels.

"Where to, my love?" Eriol asked.

"Let's see Meiling first. Then Sakura. Then Yuki, of course. Actually, why don't we visit Yuki first? We have to tell him I'm getting married," Tomoyo said.

Eriol paled slightly.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Tomoyo asked.

Eriol swallowed, "You didn't know?"

"Know what?"

"Honey I'm sorry…Yuki got shot by the first bullet Tsukiro sent out."

Tomoyo looked nervous, "Is he okay?"

Eriol bowed his head, "I'm sorry. He's in a better place…we all know that."

Tomoyo was shocked, "He's…gone?"

Eriol nodded, "Gone."

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The three girls, plus Eriol and Hanako, were together in Sakura's room.

The three women were crying as Hanako and Eriol uncomfortably tried to console them.

Sakura sniffed as she tried to talk, "He spoke to me."

Tomoyo looked up, eyes and nose red, "He did?"

"He said that he loved all of us, and that he'd always be with us forever," Sakura said.

Meiling sighed, "I can't believe he's gone. I've always thought he'd be around forever. But he's not."

"Yeah, I know," Tomoyo said.

She leaned against the side of Sakura's bed and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. The doctor said I had an open fracture on my arm. Which means the bone poked through my skin," Sakura made a face, "And he said it'd leave a scar."

"Where?" Meiling asked.

Sakura pointed to her arm.

"That's the exact same spot as your other scar, but on the other arm. Odd," Meiling commented.

Sakura smiled, "Yeah…it's weird I got one the first time Yuki came and when Yuki left."

"And when you lost your memory," Tomoyo added.

They turned to the door when they heard it opening, and they saw Touya walking in with an unfamiliar man.

"Kaijuu," he greeted Sakura.

Sakura rolled her eyes, "It's about time. And stop calling me that."

"Shut up, monster," Touya snorted.

Sakura grinned fiercely, "You say that again and I'll stomp on your foot like I used to, broken arm or not."

The man behind Touya laughed, "Typical. Always like that, no matter what."

Sakura's attention turned to him and her eyes opened in surprise, "Yukito?"

"Wait a second, you remember him?" Touya demanded.

"Yes," Sakura said.

Touya raised his eyebrows, "What the h--"

"Hello!" the doctor walked in, "A little crowded, are we?"

"It's fine, doctor," Sakura said.

"I want to talk to you about something," Touya scowled fiercely, "My sister has her memory back."

"Pardon?" the doctor asked.

"She had her memory lost in an accident thirteen years ago. And now it's back," Touya explained.

"Ah," the doctor nodded, "I got her files and apparently, it's a miracle. She was knocked unconscious when she broke her arm, and I believe that's what got it back."

"I see," Touya nodded at the rather ambiguous explanation.

"I'll leave you ten more minutes, but you really need to go to your separate rooms," the doctor said.

"Yes, sir," Hanako nodded.

Touya sat down on the bed next to Sakura and said, "So…"

"Do you remember the time we went fishing?" Sakura asked.

Touya cracked a smile, "And you fell into the water."

Sakura grinned, "I love you."

She gave her brother a hug and Tomoyo said, "Aww…I wish I had a camera."

"How are you, Yukito?" Sakura asked.

Tomoyo and Meiling focused on the newcomer, and they said, "You look a lot like…"

"Yuki. Huh," Sakura nodded, thinking.

"That's my nickname," Yukito offered.

"Yeah…that's odd…"

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The four men had left to join Syaoran in the waiting room to eat, and the three women were left in Sakura's room.

They were silent for a moment.

"I'm getting married," Tomoyo finally broke the silence and showed off the diamond on her hand.

"Oh my gosh, that's great!" Meiling squealed and threw her arms around Tomoyo, "You're the first one out of all of us."

Sakura winked at Meiling, "Given that I'm the only one without a boyfriend, I'll have plenty of experience with weddings by the time my turn comes."

Tomoyo laughed, "Exactly."

Sakura quieted down, "I wonder what Yuki would think."

"He won't be able to come to any of our weddings…" Meiling turned misty eyed.

The room was again silence as they mourned Yuki, until Sakura said softly, "I don't think we should be doing this."

Meiling turned to Sakura, "What do you mean?"

Sakura slowly answered, "Would Yuki want us to be sitting here, crying over him? All he wants for us is to be happy, and the proper way to mourn him is to go out for drinks celebrating Tomoyo's engagement."

Tomoyo smiled, "Yeah. But it wouldn't feel right…"

Meiling agreed, "It wouldn't. But to make Yuki happy, we should celebrate. Not death, but life. To Tomoyo's new one with Eriol, to Sakura's memory coming back, and to the return of Touya's friend, Yukito."

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Three weeks later…

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Sakura was at work, massaging her bare feet after spending a painful six hours on six inch heels.

"You okay, sweetie? I'll call one of the workers at the spa they have downtown to come over," Cheryl, the receptionist offered.

"I'm fine," Sakura smiled.

"You did a good job today, Sakura!" a passing photographer nodded at Sakura.

"Thanks. You did too. Hope those shots will come out great!" Sakura called back.

"I'm sure they will," he responded.

Sakura asked Cheryl, "Is Mr. Sukutchi here?"

"Of course, in his office. Do you need to talk to him?"

"Yeah. He's not busy, is he?"

"No, he always has time for you," Cheryl smiled, "Do you want me to call ahead and tell him you're going?"

"Sure. Tell him I'll be there in ten," Sakura said.

Sakura slipped on a pair of socks and comfortable sneakers and got up, hobbling towards the bathroom on her sore feet.

Sakura quickly washed her hands and checked her makeup, ignoring the constant sounds of other women barfing in the stalls.

As Sakura dried her hands, a much thinner woman came out of the bathroom stall and looked Sakura up and down disdainfully.

"Bulimic bitches," Sakura muttered as she left the ladies' room. It was the only thing Sakura hated about the job, but she'd soon be leaving.

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"Come in!"

"Hey, Mr. Sukutchi," Sakura came into the spacious office.

"Oh, Sakura. What's wrong?" Sakura's favorite man asked.

"I'm fine. I just have something to ask you…" Sakura said.

"Anything, my love. Extra cash? A vacation?"

Sakura laughed, "I'm fine with that stuff. I just want a job transfer."

Sukutchi's eyebrows shot up, "What?"

"I'm not quitting or anything, I'm just wondering if there are any job opportunities in other places. Like, America, or Britain, maybe China or Taiwan."

"Why? Sakura, are you unhappy here?" Sukutchi asked, hurt.

"Of course not!" Sakura quickly said, "I love it here. But I need a change. So much has been happening in my life, I need a break for it. Do you think I could model at a different place for a couple of …I don't know, years?"

Sukutchi narrowed his eyes, "You're running away, aren't you."

Sakura asked, "What? No. What do I have to run away from?"

"I don't know…I just get a feeling. Your mother once asked me to transfer her to Paris for a year. I didn't know why, but it was too big of a risk so I denied it. She was angry at me for awhile, but I think I made a good choice. It turned out her family was about to disown her, her best friend had turned her back on her, yet she had a wonderful boyfriend. She wanted to get away from it, but I made her face it. Wonder why she was going to leave that boy of hers."

"My father. Sukutchi, there was a huge age difference," Sakura explained.

"Was there? Oh, I wouldn't know. Show biz is all about getting married then remarried, as you age, the women get younger," Sukutchi winked at Sakura.

She laughed, but again asked, "Can you get me a job transfer?"

This time, Sakura added her signature puppy dog eyes to get what she wanted.

Sukutchi sighed as he looked at Sakura.

"I might regret this, but those sad eyes are killing me. Fine…pick a place."

Sakura bit her lip, "Um…France?"

Sukutchi smiled widely, "Paris? Like mother, like daughter. Granted. I'll get you your flight info and job info by next week."

"Thank you so much!" Sakura squealed excitedly, "Thank you!"

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Sakura took a cab back to her apartment.

After the huge mess, they had decided to live in the apartment until Tomoyo got married, and until then, Yukito was sleeping on the couch.

Tomoyo and Meiling had embraced Yukito the same as an older brother, and he almost replaced Yuki.

Almost.

Sakura got out, but instead of going into the building, she walked a block to the cemetery park.

It was peaceful, a change from the busy streets of Tokyo.

And there was buried Yuki.

They had a simple funeral, and the three girls each said goodbye to Yuki.

"Hey, Yuki," Sakura whispered when she came to his gravestone.

"I'm not going to be here for a long. A month, then maybe a whole year. I'm leaving…maybe for good. I have no idea, but I think it's time for me to start a new chapter in my life. And that means I'll be going. I love you, Yuki," Sakura kissed her fingertips and gently laid them on Yuki's gravestone.

As Sakura headed out of the cemetery, she could've sworn the wind blew Yuki's voice, "I love you, Sakura…"

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Sakura walked into the apartment and saw Yukito cooking up a meal for the girls.

It was strange having another person eating with them, or someone else taking the shower.

They weren't used to it, after all, Yuki had never done those things.

"Hamburgers," Meiling said to Sakura.

"Hello to you too," Sakura retorted.

"Smells great," she added.

"Thanks, Sakura. So, Tomoyo, when's the ceremony?" Yukito asked.

"We've decided on a month-long engagement. A summer wedding. As soon as June arrives, I'm going to be Eriol's wife," Tomoyo said.

"Jeez, a simple 'June' couldn't do?" Meiling asked sarcastically.

Tomoyo stuck her tongue out, "You're just jealous."

"Break it up, girls," Sakura said, "I have some news."

"What is it? Tell you've finally reconciled with Syaoran. What happened between you two, anyways? He winces at the sound of your name, and same thing with you," Meiling said.

Sakura winced, "I'm not talking about it. For now. Anyways, I'm going to be moving out."

"What? And me all alone?" Meiling pouted.

"Unfortunately…yes. I got a new job. Still at Vogue, though," Sakura said.

"Where?" Tomoyo asked.

"Paris."

"Whoa. Wait a minute, you're going to be moving there?" Meiling asked.

"Yeah…" Sakura said.

"Why?" Meiling demanded, "Aren't you happy here?"

"Yeah…but I'm just going for a little change of pace. I'll try it out for a month, and I'll come back for Tomoyo's wedding. By then, I'll make a decision about whether or not I'll stay for a year or two."

"But we still have so many wedding plans…and the bridal shower…and everything…" Tomoyo's lower lip trembled.

Sakura reassured, "It'll just be a month. And I'm only a phone call away. Besides, I can always take the corporate jet. Sukutchi gave me permission to use it whenever I want."

"Wow. That's a big change…you going to Paris," Yukito said.

Sakura smiled, "I need a change. And please, don't tell Syaoran."

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A week later…

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Syaoran was at the gym, working out.

He grunted as he swung himself up on a bar, and he could feel his muscles flexing as Syaoran quickly did several pull-ups for a warm up.

Meiling swung into the gym, "Thank god, there you are!"

Syaoran inwardly groaned, Meiling had been a maniac for the past week, following Syaoran everywhere.

Her excuse was that Tomoyo's wedding was coming up soon, but there was something else that he couldn't figure out.

"What do you want?" Syaoran asked.

"I need you to pay for the honeymoon," Meiling quickly said.

"What?"

"You guys are the cash hoarders. Did you expect us three girls to get rich working at minimum wage jobs?" Meiling put her hands on her hips and glared at Syaoran.

"Fine. I thought Eriol was paying for it, though," Syaoran said.

"He's paying for the wedding. You're going to take care of the honeymoon, okay? I'll give you details next week," Meiling said.

Her cell phone, which Hanako had gotten her, rang, chiming a song.

"Hello? Oh, hey, Tomoyo."

Meiling looked at Syaoran for a second before lowering her voice, "Yeah. …Did she leave yet?… Uh uh. What flight?… Five o clock, huh... I already said bye to her and made her swear to come back for the wedding shower…. Yeah, I miss her already…Hey, I gotta go. I'm at the gym. Syaoran's agreed to pay for the honeymoon. Bye, see you tonight."

Meiling closed her cell phone and looked up at Syaoran, who was oddly staring at her.

"I'll leave you alone for now. See ya," Meiling started to walk away when Syaoran asked, "Who's leaving?"

Meiling put on an innocent face, "What are you talking about?"

"It's Sakura, isn't it?" Syaoran asked.

"If you know so well, why are you asking?" Meiling retorted.

Syaoran nodded, "Whatever."

"All right. Wait…I have to ask you something. Why were you guys so weird after that sleep over?"

Syaoran paused, "…long story…"

"Oh. I hope you didn't, you know…reject her after she might've told you something .Because we both know she's a great girl. Flight leaves at five," Meiling winked at Syaoran before leaving.

Syaoran silently cursed Meiling for always getting to him.

He glanced at his watch.

Four thirty.

The airport was twenty five minutes away…maybe…just maybe, he might catch her.

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"Hurry it up, damn it!" Syaoran cursed the driver.

"Shut up, can't you see those cars?" the driver asked.

"Damn rush hour…why the hell do they call it rush hour when no one's rushing anywhere?"

The driver shrugged, "Your guess is as good as mine."

Syaoran looked at the clock.

Four fifty, and time was ticking.

"Here's fifty bucks. That enough?" Syaoran shoved a bill into the driver's face and burst out of the car, sprinting.

He ran the mile to the airport's doors in five minutes, his record time.

Syaoran looked around the airport, glancing to and fro at who looked like Sakura.

"Flight at five…" Syaoran muttered as he looked at the television which displayed flight times.

"Gate one fifty," Syaoran said to himself.

He started sprinting in the direction of the gate, and stopped.

His eyes traveled around the heads of all the people, and it stopped at one.

Sakura was sitting on a plastic chair, reading a French-Japanese phrase book.

Syaoran slowly walked towards Sakura.

He sat down next to her, panting heavily, sweat dripping off his workout suit.

Sakura glanced at Syaoran's body for a second before returning to her book.

"Flight 116 to Paris, boarding now," a woman's voice over the intercom spoke.

Sakura looked at her watch before putting her book away, and stood up.

At the same time, Syaoran did too.

Sakura was in shock when she saw his face.

"Syaoran…I didn't expect to see you here," Sakura spoke carefully.

"Neither did I. Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" Syaoran asked.

Sakura replied rather stiffly, "I didn't think we were on speaking terms."

Syaoran bit his lip, a little too roughly, since it started bleeding.

"Shoot," Syaoran tasted the blood and grimaced.

"I have to go now. My flight's leaving," Sakura said.

"Wait, can't we talk?" Syaoran asked.

"About what? I thought there was nothing to talk about," Sakura said.

Syaoran sighed, he hated feeling like this…all caught up in the middle and feeling helpless.

"Sakura. I know I was a little harsh on you…when I told you that I couldn't get into a relationship with you. But it wasn't because of you…it was me. That sounds so stupid, but listen. Ever since I was small, I depended on my self. I had to leave my family because before love comes honor. And when you told me that you loved me…I realized that I did, too. And that scared me, Sakura. Because I didn't want to lose you. So instead of losing you, I pushed you away," Syaoran explained.

Sakura's eyes softened, "You should've have. It hurt me."

Syaoran pleaded, "I know it did. But give me a second chance. When I heard Meiling talked to Tomoyo about you leaving…I realized that I was going to lose you. That's why I came here."

Sakura looked down.

Over the intercom, "Last call to flight 116, Paris. Last boarding call."

Sakura looked back up, "I'm sorry, but I really have to go."

She turned to leave but Syaoran grabbed her arm, "Don't go."

Sakura looked at Syaoran mournfully, "Why?"

"Because…Sakura…I love you."

Sakura looked surprised at his sudden declaration.

After looking at the way to the plane, she softly asked, "If I stay…will you promise never to push me away again?"

Syaoran smiled, "I promise."

Syaoran bent his head down, and finally, he kissed Sakura.

It was his first time…

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Epilogue: Six Months Later

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Sakura sighed happily as she sat down on her couch.

In her hand was the phone, and she had just hung up from her husband, who was calling to say that he'd be late from work.

Sakura goofily grinned at the picture of her wedding picture.

Needless to say, it was Syaoran who was standing next to her.

Sakura gazed around their five bedroom apartment, lavishly decorated by Yuki Inc.

Needless to say, it was run by Tomoyo Hiiragizawa.

Sakura was living in a building, which was huge. It consisted of six major floors. Each person living in it had paid for a portion of the building, which was all of theirs to keep. The building had mainly been bought by Syaoran, Touya and Eriol, but the other people who were living had contributed a small bit, also.

On the first floor lived roommates Naoko and Rika, who had earned enough money from their business to open another one in Tokyo. They had moved in after Sakura had invited them to the wedding, and after hearing that their landlord was kicking them out, plus all of Sakura's friends loving them, they had all insisted the two move to Tokyo. Their small business was booming, and ABC Fashion was already rated as the hippest new clothing store.

The second floor were more roommates Touya and Yukito. Each day made up for the years they spent apart, and Yukito was bringing out the best in Touya. But everyone knew that in the next couple of years, the two single men might be more than just roommates. Touya had found a new job as a writer for the Japan division of Newsweek. Of course, he had gotten that job with the help of Toby, who dropped by every once in a while. He was attracted to Rika, and just might start visiting more often. Yukito had his job transferred to the Tokyo Medical Hospital, and was earning a six figure income that allowed he and Touya to live life fully.

Third floor lived Chiharu and Takashi Yamazaki…who had also moved in after Sakura's wedding. Takashi had transferred his job to Tokyo, and Chiharu had gotten a new one as the new ABC Fashion's accountant. She'd probably have to quit after a couple of months, since she was pregnant…finally. Takashi's job would support them and his coming baby.

Sakura and Syaoran had bought the Chiharu and Takashi's red brick house and moved all of the Kinomoto's belongings into it. But it had turned into more than just a storage house, for each of the friends had keys to go there whenever they wanted to use it, as a getaway from the busy city life.

In the fourth floor were Hanako and Meiling Fumiyo, also newlyweds. The couple had gotten serious after Yuki's death. He had finally proposed, and Hanako was married into the bizarre life of Meiling. No plans for children yet, since the two of them were serious about their jobs. Meiling was going to night classes at a college to earn another degree to become a nurse, working alongside her husband.

Tomoyo and Eriol lived in the fifth floor. Tomoyo had opened up Yuki Inc, which was successfully selling clothing and interior designs. Named after their guardian, the business was booming, but Tomoyo would have to quit, due to her overprotective husband, as she was five months pregnant. They were safely living far, far away from Sonomi Daidouji, whom Eriol had put up a restraining order against. They were also in the middle of a case, which Tomoyo was suing Sonomi for kidnapping and abuse. The case was surely going to be in favor of Tomoyo, after all, her defendant was Eriol. It helped to have a job as the newest, youngest, prominent attorney in Tokyo.

And at the top, Sakura and Syaoran were starting their new life. They had gotten closer, no walls between them…and both were learning new things about each other every day. Syaoran was earning a large income as a worker for the Japanese government, while Sakura was still modeling. She remembered going back to Mr. Sukutchi and telling him she was staying…

"History repeats itself," Mr. Sukutchi had told her, smiling, "Like mother like daughter. I lied to you, sweetie. I didn't hold your mother back…she stayed by herself. She faced everything, from that crazy cousin of hers to her family…and it was all because Fujitaka had convinced her to stay. Love is a strong thing, sweetie…"

Love was a strong thing. Straight after Tomoyo's wedding was Sakura's, then Meiling's, and the purchase of the building with six other people moving in. Love was the cause of all that.

Sure, life got a little hectic. It sucked to have an older brother living four floors down you, especially with an elevator. And living with your best friends in the same building was complicated, especially trying to figure out who had used up all the hot water in the whole building.

But…Sakura sighed in happiness again. Every day was an adventure. She didn't know when something new would happen

She smiled a secret as she patted her stomach. There would be some news when her husband got home.

But for now…life was good.

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You light me up and then I fall for you You lay me down and then I call for you Stumbling on reasons that are far and few I'd let it all come down and then some for you

Pretty baby don't you leave me I have been saving smiles for you Pretty baby why can't you see You're the one that I belong to I'll be the embrace that keeps you warm For you're the sun that breaks the storm I'll be alright and I'll sleep sound As long as you keep comin' around, oh pretty baby

And I know things can't last forever But there are lessons that you'll never learn Oh, just the scent of you, it makes me hurt So how's it you that makes me better

Pretty baby don't you leave me I have been saving smiles for you Pretty baby why can't you see You're the one that I belong to I'll be the embrace that keeps you warm For you're the sun that breaks the storm I'll be alright and I'll sleep sound As long as you keep comin' around, oh pretty baby

Why can't you hold me and never let go When you touch me, it is me that you own Pretty baby, oh the place that you hold in my heart

Would you break it apart again, oh pretty baby

Pretty baby don't you leave me I have been saving smiles for you Pretty baby why can't you see You're the one that I belong to I'll be the embrace that keeps you warm For you're the sun that breaks the storm I'll be alright and I'll sleep sound As long as you keep comin' around, oh pretty baby

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IMPORTANT LAST AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Aw, I hope you guys are happy with the ending. I figured it would be best to stick everyone together. Sorry if the airport scene was lame, I didn't really know what to write.

And if you're confused about the whole Yuki-Yukito thing…it's not supernatural or anything, but they're both the same in 'spirit', as in Sakura's guardian. You know how Yuki's kinda like Yue, who is Sakura's guardian, and he's always there for her, and when he died, Yukito came back…I thought it'd be interesting to put in there.

Well now…it's time to say goodbye. Thanks to EVERYONE who ever reviewed, and if you never have, this is your last chance! Please review to let me know how you guys liked the ending!!! And after doing that, check out my new and latest story, "Everlasting Love, Don't Leave Me."

Thanks!

:) SwEeT AnGeL 1004